L Bozo

Meghan Adams is a woman with a past. She swears she will never let another man keep her as an investment Until she crosses paths with the business mogul, Neon Petrov, the CEO of Petrov Ltd.  Neon Petrov is mesmerized by the new striper at Dancing Angels. One look at Meghan's dancing curves, has him making a vow to himself. His cool demure crumbles and he finds himself fumbling for words as he offers ridiculous proposals in a shady burger joint. 

Riven was a rogue before the alpha found her, she knew nothing but a peaceful life, but he was cruel and possessive, his pack just as bad. They saw her as worthless and disgusting, she didn’t know all that they did. When he calls her his mate and marks her by force she knew that this wasn’t going to be happily ever after and she tries to run, doing all that she can to get away. *WARNING* this is a dark romance with some scenes that readers may find disturbing.

“You welcomed me into your empire, thinking I was one of you. But I’m not here to inherit your name—I’m here to bury it.” Hannah Hawke has spent her life hidden behind a mask of quiet resilience. When her father is murdered by a powerful, wealthy family, she plunges into a web of despair, lies, betrayal, and unexpected romance with Theodore Devereaux—the powerful billionaire son of the very woman she’s meant to destroy. Assuming a new identity, she infiltrates the empire, determined to expose its darkest secrets. Along her path of vengeance, Hannah must become the very thing she never expected: an impostor. With enemies closing in, Hannah must become the master of the very game created to destroy her. Will she get the vengeance she solely desired or be consumed by her false facade?

"This revenge is going to be the end of you, Iris" he whispered against her neck. His hot breath sending shivers down her spine. "I know, but you're either with me or you're not. I'm not backing away" she said pushing him away. He grabbed her by her waist pulling her closer, leaning in until their breaths mixed. "Until the end of time, my Luna" ******************* Iris is sold into Silvermoon Pack as a slave. She is tortured, abused, and mistreated, like any other slaves in the pack. But few can see the ruthless soul underneath her sweet appearance. She is here to avenge her family and ruin every single soul in Silvermoon Pack. It may be an impossible mission to complete, but she’s got great help.

Ember accepted her lot in life. On the run, she only wishes to find out the truth behind her dreams and solve the memory of her past. Keegan has only cared about protecting his pack, but when he sees the beauty dancing on stage and the flicker of flames in her eyes his body screams, Mate! Can Keegan tame the flames of Ember and together solve the mystery of her missing past? Or will they all burn together? Excerpt: “This is the reason I’m always tired,” I think to myself. Twenty-four years of coming here and still not a single clue, but every time I close my eyes, I return to this place. I know my surroundings perfectly. Oddly the place is beautiful to the eyes. The old house sat among flowers growing around all sides. The aroma of honeysuckle and jasmine fill my lungs filling me with a moment's peace. I’m sitting in my usual spot. Gripping the ropes of a swing in the front yard held by a large oak tree. Waiting I begin pushing my legs back and forth sending me in motion. I know something is about to happen. It happens every night. The house moves in front of my eyes. I see the shadows coming, but I don’t stop swinging. They are black as night but I can see smiles within the shadow grinning bright. “What is this place!” I cry, fed up with this nightly repetition, but no sound emerges. A noise can be heard from the back of the house. One of the shadows turns toward it. I jump down to follow only to have the other shadow hold me back. “Don’t go. Not yet. Listen to me!”

“Are you sure that you want to do this, Diablo?” She asked, looking at her husband to nodded. “They shot the first bullet and it's time for me to shoot the rest. And I do believe that you're not going to let them live after everything that has happened.” He said, looking at his wife, who nodded. ************************************************** It's been years since any of their enemies have shown their faces. Some have believed them to be dead. Some believe that they chose to escape. However, Diablo and Sienna knew better than to believe any of their lies. And when the first spark of flame emerged. They knew to fight back. And they fought back even harder…

The last Phoenix shifter never takes risks, she had always lived in fear of the vampires, hidden in plain sight, but when four hot headed Dragon kings realise she is their mate, how will she fair? How will she ever please four mates at once? When her past enemy comes back for her, and haunts her present, will the dragons be able to protect her as promised? Will they love her unconditionally? How will the last Phoenix survive ?

“You hired me, to babysit a MAN?” Kiara asked glaring at the Russian mafia don who shrugged. His son stood by the door, his arms crossed over his chest as the two men watched the fuming girl in front of them. “I never said ‘babysit’, I merely said ‘keep out of trouble’” the don answered her casually. “He is a man, he would be at least twenty-five…” “I’m twenty-eight, and thank you for noticing that I’m a man” Alessio said stopping her, sarcasm dripping from his voice. “Ah, see, he’s even polite” his father said raising an eyebrow at Kiara who ran her fingers through her hair as she processed the situation she was in. “You told me to take care of your son!” “I never said that he was a kid though…” ******************** It all started with a job offer, one that united two different worlds. A girl who’s father is a federal agent, and a man, who was the future Russian mafia don. Her job was simple, keep the man out of trouble. However, what she didn’t know was that this trouble included him being a killer, one who was out for revenge.

Bariqi Galanga, seorang executive chef yang sangat galak. Dalam satu bulan, pria itu bisa berganti asisten delapan belas kali. Saking galaknya, banyak orang yang angkat tangan dengan pria itu. Hingga, Bariqi tertarik dengan seorang gadis yang bekerja di bagian potong sayur. Dengan wewenangnya, Bariqi menjadikan gadis itu sebagai asistennya. Elya Rembulan, gadis berusia dua puluh tahun yang bekerja keras demi menyekolahkan adiknya. Gadis malang itu harus merelakan cita-citanya pupus demi sang adik. Saat diangkat menjadi asisten chef membuat Elya sangat senang, karena sudah pasti gajinya akan naik. Setidaknya bisa menambah pemasukannya. Namun, siapa sangka kalau menjadi asisten chef tidak seenak yang Elya pikirkan. Elya harus menderita karena Bariqi yang senantiasa menyiksanya. "Hidupmu adalah milikku!" kata-kata itu yang selalu Bariqi ucapkan untuk mengancam Elya.

What would you do when your sexy fiancé’s brother pins you to the bed, moans your name, and demands your surrender? Ava Morgan just witnessed a pile of shit—her fiancé having sex with his cousin. As a “good girl,” Ava should accept it and stay out of trouble. Instead she’s been drawn into Alexander Clark’s orbit—the notorious kingpin the whole town fears. • “You’re so wonderful, babe. Your eyes are beautiful.” • “Don’t cry, okay? Give me your hand.” • “What is this? Is this the baby’s clitoris?” • “How adorable! Touch it.” Pleasure floods her mind and nearly makes her forget her mission: she must secure power through marriage to save her family. If the affair is exposed, the consequences will destroy them. What will she do next? Stay, leave, or burn it all down?