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I am confused because I thought that I was going to die. I was sentenced to death, not because I wanted to, but I took the blame instead of my best friend. I didn't know what the future had for me in store. I just knew that my life wasn't going to be normal at all. I met someone that I thought was going to be a good friend; I am not someone that easily gave away her trust, yet he earned it the time that we spent together. His name was Robert, and I'll never forget it because he almost killed me. I was unconscious two times now and the second time wasn't like I expected, I thought that I was going to see my mother, but I saw someone else, his name was Rengoku, and I don't think that I'll be able to forget it either. He was able to make me feel something that I never felt before. He said that I was his mate. After meeting Rengoku, we went on a trip seeking different goals; why the world was infected by a dangerous virus that made people attack each other? And what can be the possible cure for it? Rengoku wanted to add one more task to this journey: he wanted to clean his kingdom from the rotten minds that kept lurking around it. I lived two lives, and I decided that in this life, I wasn't going to let them do what they want to me.They say that people won't ever change, that time only shows their true colours, it was true. If they harmed me on, I'd revenge a thousand folds. But the most important thing, I wasn't going to let my love disappear once again in front of me.

Zara Storme was the ghost in the machine at Sterling Global. For three years, she wasn’t just Mark Sterling’s fiancée she was The Architect. The unseen force who patched his weaknesses, outplayed his rivals, and quietly engineered a billion-dollar empire while he collected the applause. Then, over an elegant dinner, Mark slid a severance check across the table instead of a ring. To him, Zara was indispensable but temporary. Brilliant, yes. Loyal, certainly. But she lacked the pedigree required for his permanent throne. So he chose optics over love, trading her for a strategic merger and a well-bred socialite. Mark expected tears. Begging. A woman unraveling. What he didn’t know was that abandonment had trained Zara long before him. Her father had taught her the art of leaving without looking back. Fueled by a quiet rage, Zara committed one final act of treason which was leaking Mark’s most valuable upcoming deals to his greatest rival, Asher Vane. It was meant to be her clean exit. Then fate intervened. She was pregnant. Five years later, Zara returns to the city reborn as the formidable CEO of Lucent Capital. No longer the woman behind the throne, she is the throne. A venture-capital titan whose influence eclipses every man who once dismissed her. At her side is Luca her five-year-old masterpiece. Disciplined. Brilliant. And unmistakably the son of the man who walked away. When Mark Sterling’s empire begins to collapse under the weight of its own lies, desperation drives him to seek salvation from a firm powerful enough to save him. He comes to the boardroom expecting mercy. Instead, he finds Zara Storme seated at the head of the table untouchable, and finally holding his fate in her hands. This time, she’s here to watch it burn.

“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?” Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek. Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously. “The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.” *~*~* *~*~* Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved. Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him. But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news. She was two months pregnant. And Gabriel knew nothing about this!

“What's done is done! Let's just forget it!” He said and acted nonchalantly, even though he was cowering in fear because something was telling him that the stranger in front of him didn't intend to let go. The man's frown increases and Hayden swears that the temperature in the room increases multiple times. After winning over his heart and stealing his first, this boy wanted to avoid responsibility, which made Zenos annoyed. “You want to run away from me?” He asked in annoyance, and suddenly Hayden found himself under the man without even knowing how. “I'm just…” Hayden wasn't able to finish his words before he was domineeringly kissed by the stranger. Zenos used his left hand to pin Hayden's hand on top of Hayden's head effortlessly. Hayden tried to struggle and blocked the stranger's tongue from dominating his mouth by pressing his lips against each other stubbornly, but the man unexpectedly bit Hayden's bottom lips, making Hayden yelp in pain. The man used that chance to clean all the taste of strawberries in Hayden's mouth, while his right hand continued to stroke Hayden's body wantonly. When Hayden was starting to go dizzy due to shortness of breath, he was released by the man's assault. He breathed in and out rapidly and thanked heaven for the chance to live again. “You can't run away from me… You are mine” Zenos growled into Hayden's neck possessively. Hayden felt a shiver run through his spine after hearing the stranger's words. His breath hitched as the man licked his earlobe and kissed his neck with extreme familiarity, domineeringly. “Mine,” the stranger proclaimed again. Cover isn't mine, found online

“You moan the same way,” Jake whispered against her throat, his voice rough with desire. “The way your body trembles… the way your nails dig into my back. I love it. …Don’t lie to me, Chloe, I’ve had you before.” Her breath hitched, heat rushing to her cheeks as his words wrapped around her like chains. She wanted to deny it, to push him away, but the scent of his hair, clean, sharp, achingly familiar, sent shivers down her spine. Something about him was the same as that night, the night blurred by heartbreak and too much wine, the night she could barely remember but could never forget. And yet… he wasn’t supposed to be the man she married. ********************************** Venice was meant to be Chloe Rodriguez’s escape, not her prison. One reckless night of heartbreak leaves her in the arms of a stranger whose touch she can’t forget. Weeks later, she’s forced into a contract marriage with billionaire heir Jake Williams Martinez, only to realize he is that same man. But Jake believes he’s marrying her twin sister, Zoe, the wild one he thinks matches the woman from that night. Bound by her sister’s lies, Chloe steps into a marriage built on deception. Yet her heart belongs to another, Jake’s younger brother, Tyler, her ex-lover, whose shadow lingers in every memory. She comes in contact with Ethan, their close family friend who takes every opportunity to to be close to her as he has feelings towards her but wouldn’t want to betray them. When a secret pregnancy threatens to unravel everything, Chloe is trapped between two brothers, two betrayals, and a devastating truth: the father of her child may be the same man responsible for her family’s ruin.

When I was seven, my constant vomiting got so bad that my mother took me to court and accused me of being born dangerous. If the charge stuck, I would be stripped of my family ties and sent straight to prison. Everyone said my mother was overreacting. "He's just a kid. Kids get sick. As his mother, you should be more understanding." But the moment the evidence was shown, the room went dead quiet. My mother had drunk herself into a stomach bleed just to land a contract, and the second she got home, I threw up all over it. The deal was voided, and she lost her job on the spot. On my sister, Ophelia Sowle's, birthday, I threw up all over her cake right in front of all her classmates. After that, she was shunned by everyone at school. She spiraled into depression and even slashed her wrists. It didn't matter where I was, at the dinner table or under the covers. I could start vomiting at any moment. My mother and Ophelia had to clean me up more than 30 times a day. It wore them down to the breaking point. What infuriated them the most was that every time I finished throwing up, I would look at them and laugh, as if I was mocking them. The judge brought the gavel down and declared me guilty of being born bad. Ophelia's eyes turned red as she cried, saying she couldn't bear to lose me. I didn't cry or fight it. I accepted the verdict. But I requested that the judge watch my memories first. The judge looked stunned. "Memory extraction means drilling into your brain. The pain is unbearable. Are you sure?" I nodded without hesitation. But Ophelia suddenly panicked. "I don't agree!"

" you lied to me" Amy whispered, realization drawn on her. "I never did" Cole tried to reason with her, what a mess He should have come clean with her from the beginning, she never gave him the chance, did she? "I was looking for a freaking sperm donor for hell's sake!" Amy was loosing her mind "Last time I checked...." "Yeah, I know I wanted the physical stuff, but yes it was your sperm I wanted not you." She held her head in her hands "And now that you have it and me?" "Holy heck, I wanted a baby Father instead I found myself a fucking Billionaire, now what do I do with you?" Amy asked nobody in particular "Uhn...fuck me?" Cole said Smirking Amy Charles is one sassy, smart chick you don't wanna mess with. Having fell in love with her twin sister and ex lover kids, she decided it was time to have her own child, but there's a problem, wanting the physical stuff, she won't settle for insemination methods, but she won't settle for just any guy either! What happens when she confuses the handsome, caring and sweet Billionaire, Cole McCoy, for a Donor! Anika Charles as always is out to once again Snatch Amy's supposed man, having taken from Amy, her Lover, and this time, since Amy landed herself a sexy billionaire, her twin will stop at nothing to get him, but there's something wrong with all of this, unlike her expectations, Cole McCoy is not even a little bit interested in her, even though you Could literally mistake the Twins for the other, Will Anika really Steal Cole's heart using Amy's looks?

“I don't know how to be gentle.I get rough sometimes,”He whispered in my ear, nibbling on my earlobe and I gulped. “You're an angel.Angels are supposed to be handled with utmost care.Angels are supposed to be clean and pure.They’re not supposed to get involved with a sinner like me.”His warm breath fanned my already flushed cheeks, sending a shiver down my spine. “Maybe I'm a fallen angel.I don't mind being tainted.”The corner of my lips curved into a smirk,”What about you show me how rough you can get?I like it rough sometimes...” “Damn it!Don't forget you asked for it.”The corner of his lips curved into a wicked smile… _________________ When Angelina found out that her best friend and husband of four years had betrayed her.She was heartbroken and decided to drown her sorrow in alcohol. However,what she never expected was to wake up next to a golden masked man who she didn't know anything about. Angelina was even more surprised when she finds out the masked man is her husband's uncle who has been out of the country for ten years, XAVIER FORDS. Xavier wasn't only her husband's uncle.He used to be Angelina's Dad's best friend.He is the Mafia king too. When Angelina's Dad died ten years ago, Xavier swore to protect her with his own life. However,he already broke one of the promises… Angelina sought help from her husband's uncle to avenge everyone who wronged her. Xavier and Angelina try to fight the strong feelings but it gets stronger with each passing day. Will Angelina and Xavier give in to their desires?What if dark secrets arise that are threatening to tear them apart,will they stay strong together?

Renata has three problems: a sick mother, an unpaid rent notice, and a dream she refuses to let die. A self-taught boxer with raw talent and no formal backing, Renata has been training in secret for months with one goal in mind — winning the city's most prestigious boxing tournament and using the prize money to keep her family from losing everything. The only problem is that Coach Peterston won't let her near the roster. She's a girl, she's untrained on paper, and the rules aren't built for someone like her. When her best friend Edwina reveals that Drent Ardent — the legendary boxer behind the tournament and the most magnetic man in the city — is quietly in town ahead of the finals, Renata sees her only opening. She doesn't expect Drent to see through her in under two minutes. She especially doesn't expect him to be that beautiful. Drent Ardent has everything the world can see and nothing he actually wants. The heir to his family's boxing empire, he's been handed an ultimatum by his father's board — produce a visible, credible relationship before the year ends or forfeit his inheritance. He has come to this city to breathe, to escape the suffocation of expectation, and to run a tournament that was supposed to be simple. Drawn to her in a way he can't explain and unwilling to examine too closely, Drent makes Renata an offer she has every reason to refuse. What begins as a clean transaction between two people who need something from each other refuses to stay clean. Drent is used to wanting things and acquiring them. Renata is used to surviving and nothing else. One year. One deal. One fight that will change both of their lives.

Noah Kline is the picture of daytime purity. He is a shy philosophy student who wears glasses and shrinks under Dr. Alexander Elliott's piercing gray stare during ethics lectures. His heart races as he imagines those commanding hands bending him over the podium. At night, he turns into Nyx, the club's dirtiest pole dancer. His body is oiled and shining, his hips grind against steel in a way that makes cocks throb below. He drops into a slow, dirty split that makes cocks throb below. With his thighs spread wide around the pole, he rolls his pelvis in wet, teasing circles. His thong is soaked and clinging to his leaking erection while men stuff hundreds into his garter and fingers graze his balls. When Noah needs money for school, he gets a private VIP gig. He climbs the pole in a tiny thong and a glittering harness. He bends back and slides his fingers inside the waistband to tease his own hole on stage, moaning softly as the crowd cheers. Then the lights catch a familiar face: Professor Elliott, coming out of the shadows, his suit clean and his eyes black with wild hunger. Elliott rushes onto the stage and slams Noah's chest against the cold pole. "Daytime little mouse can't meet my eyes," he growls, shoving his knee between Noah's thighs to rub against his sore cock. "But here you are, dripping and begging strangers to break this tight hole?" Rough hands pull the harness aside, and Elliott's fingers go between Noah's cheeks, circling his entrance before pushing two thick fingers inside and curling them to hit his prostate hard.