King Of The Battle

ไม่ใช่ไม่รู้หรอกนะว่าคิงส์ชอบฉัน การกระทำของคิงส์ที่มีให้ฉันเนี่ยฉันดูออก แต่ด้วยเหตุผลส่วนตัวแล้ว จากที่ผ่านๆมา …ตอนนี้ฉันไม่พร้อมที่จะคบกับใคร เพราะฉันรู้ว่าการมีแฟนมันมากกว่าการจับมือหรือนั่งหอมแก้มแบบเด็กน้อย.. ซึ่งกับเรื่องแบบนั้น.. ฉัน… ยิ่งกับคิงส์แล้ว ยิ่งเป็นไปไม่ได้ คิงส์ขาดเรื่อง เซ็กส์ ไม่ได้ ซึ่ง ในขณะที่ฉัน…ทำเรื่องแบบนั้น ไม่ได้ แบบนี้แล้ว.. ฉันจะคบกับคิงส์ได้ยังไง ไม่ใช่ตรรกะที่ว่าเป็นเพื่อนกันแล้วเป็นเเฟนไม่ได้หรอกนะ แต่เหตุผลเดียวของฉัน คือฉันไม่สามารถมีเซ็กส์กับใครได้เลย ด้วยเหตุผลส่วนตัว.. เป็นเหตุผลที่ฉันยังไม่สามารถก้าวข้ามไปได้ และหวังว่าสักวัน ฉันจะมีชีวิตรักที่ปกติเหมือนกับคนอื่นเขาสักที

Jarek’s hand slides over my ass like a challenge, slow and deliberate, like he wants me to feel exactly where he thinks I belong. I don’t hesitate. My palm cracks across his face—sharp, loud, final. “Careful,” he says quietly, fingers digging into my hip instead of letting go. “You keep hitting men like that, someone’s going to hit back.” I tilt my chin up. “Try it.” ⸻ My parents owed Luke Jones money. I paid the debt with my body, my name, and a marriage I never agreed to. On paper, Luke is my husband. President of the Vipers MC. Untouchable. Behind closed doors, he’s a man who can’t keep an erection and punishes me for it—with fists, words, and silence. The only man that ever gave a shit a bout me was my brother, Steve. Luke’s best friend. His VP. Now Steve is dead. And Luke has finally stopped pretending. He moves Steve’s old lady into the clubhouse. Watches her. Wants her. Just like he always has. I secretly divorce him, disappear to the next town over. And I walk straight into the territory of a rival MC. Its president, Jarek Solen, notices me immediately. He’s dangerous. Controlled. Watching. The kind of man who doesn’t beg, doesn’t threaten—and doesn’t take no lightly. I refuse him anyway. Instead, I prospect his club. Earn my place the hard way. I don’t want another man. But Jarek Solen doesn’t see me as broken goods or borrowed property. He sees me as his. And when Luke realizes his wife is gone and his control is slipping—Jarek won’t hand me back. He’ll start a war. Because the Biker King doesn’t steal women. He claims what chooses him.

Sofia Homes once stood at the pinnacle of power—an elite warrior of the Royal Guard, sworn to protect the Alpha King’s bloodline. She gave it all up for love, choosing her mate, Andrew Grafton, and the quiet life of his struggling pack. But during a fateful hunt, Andrew abandoned her to face a rogue alone, rushing instead to save another woman—the ambitious Anne, daughter of a powerful Alpha. The betrayal cut deeper than any wound, shattering Sofia’s pride. Humiliated and heartbroken, Sofia rejects Andrew and leaves, determined to reclaim her dignity and find her missing brother, a warrior lost on the borderlands. The pack never knew the truth of her legendary past… nor does Andrew. Her path collides with Arthur Slater, the ruthless new Alpha King, who instantly recognizes her strength—and claims her as his mate under ancient law. But Sofia has no intention of belonging to anyone again, especially a man she barely knows. When Arthur reveals that the rebels threatening his reign are holding her brother captive, she’s forced into an uneasy alliance that sparks dangerous attraction. As war brews, jealousy burns, and old enemies close in, Sofia must decide whether to keep her heart locked away… or stand beside the one man who might match her power.

When Everly was rejected by her mate and best friend then sold off, she finds herself in the arms see of the lycan king who turns out to be her second chance mate.Alex has been waiting for his mate. When she comes knocking, he welcomes her with open hands. Secrets about her hidden powers are unveiled and Everly is thrust into a whirlpool of danger. Will Alex protect her?Follow me to discover more

Princess Aurelia of Northlaye lives in constant fear of her father King Edric. His sudden demand of her betrothal to prince Mallon of Ailingdale against her will is nothing compared to the cold, hard and brutal way his constant treatment is of her and the people of his own kingdom. Aurelia secretly tries to help her people from starvation and neglect in hopes her father will never find out. With her late mother no longer around to guide her, Aurelia must fight against her fear with her true confidant, the house servant Maude. A new and unlikely friendship and romance has Aurelia clutching to the hope things can get better, that is until King Edric hits her with his most ruthless blow of all. Will Aurelia keep her courage through all she has to face? or will her stone cold father keep her down for good?

A vampire king falls in love with a human girl which is against the rules but first he must make her his for them to have a chance at forever. He does that only to find out the she wasn’t hers for the taking from the beginning

“Do you find me disgusting after the kiss? Was I a bad kisser?” Bianca let out, standing up as well. “Would this surface?” Felix asked as he pulled her closer to his chest! Before she could utter another word from her lips, Felix had covered her lips with his. The kiss panned out to be pecking on the lips but got intense every minute, the small touch her boss gave her was a new experience for Bianca. Every kiss increases the rate of her heartbeat. Her skin where in hot flames, Bianca couldn't help it as a soft moan escaped her lips. She didn't know if what they were doing was right, his lips became more demanding as their tongues intertwined together. Her lips seemed to meet his demand as she clutched her hands on his shirt. After Felix had pulled away, he placed a tingling kiss on her nose. “Would this answer your question?” Felix asked, staring keenly at her eyes. Both of them seemed to be breathing hard from the kiss they had shared. “I don't get you?” Bianca let out stepping away from him a little, she didn't know if she could hold herself from not kissing her boss again. Her hormones were getting the best of her already and she needed to run for her life. She wanted to leave when his next word stopped her. “I like kissing you, Bianca, I was so busy with work that I didn't know that you were affected. I didn't know if you would be uncomfortable if I had brought It up when we were in the car that night, why don't you just quit asking more questions or running away? Just kiss me since you want to,” Felix let out, Bianca was stunned by her boss's words.

In the centre of the world of riches, guns and illegality. Stood a beautiful man with temperament as cool as sea and anger as violent as a tsunami. Eyes as deadly as an eagle and stare ,scary enough to bring half of this world down on its knees. Born with a silver spoon and the next heir to the network of the biggest mafia's in the world was he, Vincenzo Giordano Accardi .......................................................... Surrounded by country side waste and petty thieves. With pockets empty but heart loaded. Stood a poor girl with an average face. Heir to her father's debts and a mere room in the slums at the outskirts of the city. With a smile on those chapped lips and hope in those big brown eyes was she, Amara Luca ...................................................... He had 3 simple rules which she broke one by one . Rule 1 To love family before everything Rule 2 To reward deception with death. Rule 3 To never fall in love ......................................................... "He was the king of the underworld while she was a mere player in it, But then rules are meant to be broken when hearts overweight brains and deception plays its game." ...............................................

Five years ago, Emeline Maxwell fled her fated mate and his pack in the middle of the night, saved at the border by her brother, who took her home to safety. Five years of healing, five years of pain... and she then found her second chance mate, a feat that many didn't even believe possible, in the last place she expected. In the middle of a summit to better support werewolf and Lycan unity. The Lycan King was her second chance mate. Not everyone was happy with this arrangement; traditionalists called it traitorous, and her first mate had his own 'concerns'. Can Emeline and Theodore make it? That's the question.

My fated mate, Alpha Baton, had once shackled his bloodlust for me. He’d built a corporate empire from the ashes of his bloody conquests, all to give me a civilized home. Even when my father was framed for murdering the brother of his first love, Seraphina, he held me gently. "Don't worry, Tricia. I'll face this with you." But on the day of the trial, my father was condemned as a murderer and exiled to the North. And Baton? He was celebrating, with his arm wrapped around Seraphina. I hunted down the witness, demanding answers, only to find him trembling as he stared at Baton, who stood right behind me. It was Baton. He had threatened the witness into lying. He was willing to destroy my father, just to make Seraphina happy. "Seraphina's brother is dead. Someone has to pay the price." The mate bond between us didn't just snap—it shattered. Agony ripped through my soul. If I meant nothing to him, our marking ceremony was a promise. And now, it was one I had to break.