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He needed a fake fiancée. She needed a lifeline. Neither expected to become a target. Amelia Monroe signs a contract to save her clinic and escape a crushing lawsuit: pretend to be the future wife of Frederick Blackwell, a cold, calculating billionaire with more enemies than friends. But the moment the ink dries, everything spirals. A mysterious car crash. Silent boardroom wars. Leaked secrets. And Frederick—her supposed fake fiancé—goes missing. As Amelia gets pulled deeper into his world of corporate deception and hidden vendettas, one thing becomes terrifyingly clear: this was never just a contract. The threats are real. The danger is closing in. And the only thing more dangerous than the lies… is the growing truth between them. How do you fake a love that starts to feel real—when someone out there wants to see you both destroyed?

‘Touch her. Claim her. She is ours. Claim her!’ His wolf, Varn, thundered through his mind. Then— “I reject you, Servant number 16, as my mate.” Prince Lucien smirked, “The moon goddess must be indeed out of her mind to mate me with a lowlife like you. I command you to accept this rejection!” “I accept.” As a nameless slave in the Moonrage Pack, Nyssa knew her place—silent and invisible until the night of the prince’s engagement when fate dared to whisper that she was more than a nameless slave but his. Prince Lucien’s mate Instead of claiming her, he rejects her to protect his crown and image. Rejected and ordered to be killed, Nyssa was left to die. Or so they thought. Resurrected by the moon goddess, the nameless slave was given a name and a purpose. A new life with the same face, she wasn’t servant number 16 anymore, she was now Nyssa Wales, the messenger of the moon goddess, sent on a mission back to earth. When Nyssa steps back into his world, she was no longer the nameless slave he once knew. She has come for vengeance. Now she’s the woman who could destroy him… or save him. "You own me, Nyssa. Every part of me belongs to you" "I'm yours. Completely" What happens when the mate you thought you lost forever comes back stronger, angrier, and no longer yours?

All Seraph Hampton wanted was to dream beyond the orphanage walls. That dream finally becomes reality when she’s picked as the only intern among nine full-time workers. At first, she’s unhappy,until she discovers the company belongs to none other than Luca Zhao. Tech billionaire. National hotcake. And the man she’s secretly crushed on for years. But everything changes when Seraph is accidentally sent to the 60th floor… and walks in on a freshly-showered Luca, wrapped in nothing but a towel. Her impulsive fangirl instincts take over,she hugs him. Luca’s classy, bossy, and sharp-tongued assistant, Miss Harper, walks in and nearly fires her. But Luca redeems Seraph on the spot, promoting her from intern to personal assistant,sending Miss Harper into silent flames. Working beside Luca should’ve been a dream. Instead, it becomes a twisted game of secrets. A hidden photo album reveals the unthinkable: her late mother once married Fernandez—Luca’s father. Which makes him her stepbrother. And that’s only the beginning… The storm hits when a feared and powerful figure known only as The Don of Dawn arrives Seraph’s real father, who abandoned them. Just as Seraph tries to process this, Miss Harper,Luca’s manipulative assistant— calls this same man Dad. Secret half-sisters. Forbidden attraction. A forced engagement bound by legacy and blood. Now Seraph is caught between dangerous love and truths. As she hacks phones, sneaks through private doors, and digs into elite secrets, she’s torn between revenge… and the one man who might be innocent in it all—Luca Zhao. As kisses and intimate moments turn into confessions, and loyalty is tested on every side, one thing is clear: This isn’t just an internship. It’s a battlefield. And Seraph Hampton is the unknown weapon.

Two brothers. One forbidden girl. A dangerous craving no one wants to admit. When Sienna Cruz moves in with her new family, she never expects her quiet life to unravel in the hands of her drop-dead gorgeous stepbrothers—Simon and Soren Rivera. Simon is her silent protector. Cold to the world, but warm to her. He’s always there—watching, caring, saving—but never touching. Because to him, she’s off-limits. A craving he refuses to give in to. He has a girlfriend, a reputation, and walls too high to climb. Soren, his twin, is the opposite—bold, magnetic, and unashamed about wanting her. And he doesn't care if it ruins everything. Sienna is caught between Simon’s tortured restraint and Soren’s reckless desire. But the longer she stays, the harder it gets to tell love from lust, protection from possession. She was supposed to be their sister. But one wants her heart. The other wants her body. And she might not survive either.

I was born into a world where loyalty is currency and vengeance is law. In this life, love is a weakness... and I learned that too late. My name is Aria Valente—daughter of a mafia kingpin, a pawn in a bloody game I never agreed to play. I was raised to be poised, silent, and obedient. But everything changed the day I was forced to marry Lorenzo De Rossi—the heir of our enemy, a man as cold as the steel he carries. His touch burns. His silence cuts deeper than any blade. And yet, behind those dark, calculating eyes lies a storm that calls to the chaos in me. We were never meant to fall in love. Torn between family legacies and buried secrets, I uncovered truths that shattered the world I thought I knew. Lies. Betrayal. A history soaked in blood. Lorenzo isn’t just my husband—he’s the very weapon forged to destroy me. But I am not the delicate flower they raised me to be. In this world of blood and bullets, only one truth remains: I will not bow. I will rise. Now, we are no longer pawns. We are fire and fury. And this is no longer a love story. It’s a war.

Sold. Betrayed. Unleashed. Selene Vitale has spent her life as a shadow in her own home the neglected twin the unwanted daughter, the mafia princess no one respected. While her sister Livia basked in their father’s love and the promise of power, Selene endured bruises, hunger, and the whispers of servants. But when a deal with the infamous Black Crescent goes wrong, her father offers her as payment to settle his debt. To four ruthless Dons who rule the underworld. To four monsters with a secret. They are werewolves. Dante, the cold and calculating Prime Alpha. Rafe, the brutal enforcer with a hair-trigger temper. Nikolai, the sadistic spy master who plays with minds. Kael, the silent warden of the underground. They expect a broken human girl to torment. They get a storm. As Selene fights back, she uncovers the truth: her father has been drugging her for years to suppress what she truly is a rare female Alpha, a Luna born to rule. But awakening her power comes at a price. Livia, consumed by jealousy, sells her out to a rival pack. The Dons, who once saw her as prey, now burn the city to get her back. And when Selene finally embraces her birthright, she faces a choice destroy the Dons who owned her… or claim them as hers.

Roseline's stomach turned and her fist clenched tightly around the handle of the big travel box beside her. She heard the clanging sound of the metallic head of Thompson's belt meeting the ground. Next, quite footsteps. Then, Thompson appeared in her view, like a ghost she didn't believe existed. He was completely bare, with his hairy chest rising and falling slowly, his cock shooting out in front like a gun ready to be fired, his balls bloated from desire, swinging from side to side as he walked closer to bed. Roseline's feet stuck to the ground and her eyes refused to blink as they looked on. "That's it, my boy. Hmm! I like what I see", the red hair gasped, rolling her eyes longingly at Thompson. As Thompson climbed unto the bed, his eyes totally locked in hers, she drew her breasts closer him, then, proceeded to rock the big pumpkins against the flushed skin of his face. "You like them?", she asked, moaning lightly. Thompson paused. Then, in a defiant move of uncontrollable desire, dug his chin into her breasts, burying his entire face in them. "Ouch", she gasped, then broke into a weak laugh, pushing his head more into her chest. "The damn bra", she spoke again, twisting uncomfortably as she threw her hands behind her to unhook the material. But Thompson caught her hands. Without words, his head still hidden in her cleavage, he slowly returned her hands to his head. Obliging to his silent command, she cackled loudly, pressing her chest even more into his face and then, with her tongue, glided across his neck and ears hungrily. Roseline froze. She wanted to scream but in that moment, she forgot how to.

The Eagle I watch her come out of the shower, the droplets of water on her body, I would like to take their place. I hand her a pair of panties and a top that fits her breasts well. - Get dressed. She turns her back to me so she can dress. - The first rule: never be ashamed of me. - The second rule: always dress in front of me and without turning your back to me. So look here and remove the towel to get dressed. She faces me and unwraps her towel; I look at the naked body in front of me: her enormous breasts standing out, her buttocks visible behind her, she tries to quickly put on her panties. - Stop. She freezes and looks at me with a silent question. - Turn around so I can admire your body. She spins around and I appreciate this magnificent goddess in front of me. - You are magnificent, querida. She does not respond. - Come closer so I can help you get dressed. She remains frozen, unwilling to approach. - Rule No. 3: always do what I ask you. Come closer. Sibelle is a very beautiful young woman who is kidnapped by the men of a mobster: the formidable Royal Eagle, who is merciless. Will Sibelle be able to adapt to this life? And can she soften the hardened heart of the royal eagle? Follow me to find out what will happen to her.

All her life, Lyla has only known pain. After her mother’s death, she was left alone with a man who never saw her as a daughter — only as a girl to control. Her days were filled with silence, fear, and survival. She never dreamed of love. She never even believed she deserved it. Until one letter changed everything. Now she’s in a new world — one filled with magic, secrets, and danger. But the most confusing part of it all? The four Alphas. Each of them pulls her in a different way. • Dante, the cold protector who pushes her away, yet is always the first to catch her when she falls. • Riven, the bold flirt who swears their souls were once bound together. • Kael, the silent dragon Alpha who sees through her even when she hides. • And Lucien, the vampire prince who almost drank her blood… but chose to fall for her instead. Lyla doesn’t want attention. She just wants peace. But something inside her is waking up — something powerful, something dangerous… something that draws the four Alphas closer. Is she meant to love one of them? Or is she the girl who will ruin them all?

Lilienne Winslow "I'm a mess of warm chaos but I won't let you see it in my eyes, I smile every time but I won't let you see the sadness behind them ,it's pathetic" Rowan Sinclair "Your chaos doesn't frighten me; it draws me in. you wear a smile that dances like sunlight through shadows, but know this, my love: I see beyond the facade. Behind those shimmering eyes lies a world of storms, and it's not pathetic, it's beautifully human. Let me be your anchor in this tempest; let me cradle your sadness and transform it into something radiant. Even when you feel lost, I'll be right here, holding you tight." Neither of them ever wished for the union of marriage, not the weight of a promise, that felt more like chains. two souls adrift, untamed, untouched by love's hand.Yet fate, with silent steps, wove them into one, In a bond neither sought, but neither could withstand. He, a man of steel, a man of few words and of unshaken resolve, She, a spirit of grace, a woman of quiet strength,carrying wounds, no one cared to see. In the quiet vows exchanged, hearts kept their guard,But in the silence between them, emotions sparked, unbarred. In his silence, she found a space to breathe. In her fragility, he found something worth protecting.