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Damien Sterling is evil. He is so evil he wants me to pretend to be his fiancee before he can help me find my missing sister. The same woman he claimed to be his first love. "Call it what you may. I'll only help you if we work together on something." Me? Work together with Damien Sterling? "What do we work on?" "You mean, what are we working on?" A beat of silence. Then, he spoke. "We are going to get engaged. I mean, you're going to act like we are engaged. For six months." "Ha!" I cackled, face blank of expression. Then, a burst of laughter escaped me. While he watched me like I was crazy, I just kept on laughing. "Are you crazy? I'll be playing house? With you?" "I'm serious." While playing house with the billionaire devil, I must let go of my dream to be the top investigative journalist of Westmore Times and avoid falling for my missing sister's first love. Will this be possible when we are stuck in the same building, filled with heat and forbidden passion crackling between us?

It was like a dream come true when the CEO of Sullivan Enterprises asked my hand in marriage. I was the trophy wife, the woman of his dreams: so high on a pedestal until it all came crashing down. He didn't marry me for love, oh no: he married me for revenge. For everything that my father had done, and I was pulled into the worst hell imaginable. Days, months of torture and torment. They say there's fire in love. But could there be love in a fire?

TRIGGER WARNING 🔞 This novel contains mature themes intended for ADULT READERS ONLY. Future chapters will include explicit sexual content, graphic erotic scenes, and explicit dialogue that may not be suitable for all audiences. Lights off. Masks on. Rules carved in stone. In a world where love is nothing two broken souls make a pact of pleasure only. No love allowed. Purple Hearts has learned the hard way that love destroys everything it touches. Echo Reid knows love is a lie. Scarred by a past he can’t outrun, For him, intimacy is just a game—a way to numb the pain that never truly fades. “Spread your legs, my sweet Purple,” he groans against her skin, his voice dark “Please…” she begs, her nails digging into his back as pride dissolving “Please what?” he teases, dark and dangerous. “I want you inside me,” she rasps, sweat beading on her forehead as she surrenders to the stranger who makes her feel more alive. His lips trace paths of fire across her body, sending jolts of unfamiliar ecstasy through her veins. But when her hands fly to his face, almost tearing away the mask that hides him from her, he pulls back—cold, sharp, unforgiving. “Sweet Purple,” he says, a smile playing at his lips, “remember the rules.” Before she can apologize, he’s gone—vanishing into the shadows as if he was never there at all, leaving her alone in the silence. “Until we meet again.” But what happens when the masks start to slip? When the lines between pleasure and pain blur? When two people who swore they’d never love again find themselves craving more than just a moment in the dark? Is love truly a tragedy… or could it be the only thing that can save them both?

Adelaine Montclair has built her entire life on perfection — the perfect daughter, the perfect fiancée, the perfect public image. But when she discovers her secret fiancé, Zain, tangled in the arms of her best friend on the night of her lavish engagement party, perfection shatters. Cornered in front of two hundred influential guests, Adelaine makes a reckless move: she introduces a mysterious stranger, Dante Moreau, as her real fiancé. What begins as a desperate lie spirals into a dangerous game of appearances. Dante, cold and enigmatic, has his own reasons for playing along, reasons tied to the Montclair empire and the father who controls it. Together, Adelaine and Dante navigate staged kisses, relentless media attention, and family pressure to wed quickly. But the line between fake and real blurs, forcing Adelaine to question whether Dante is her salvation or her downfall. As old betrayals resurface and hidden family secrets threaten to destroy everything, Adelaine must choose: keep playing the role others wrote for her, or reclaim her own story, even if it means falling for the man who vowed never to love her.

A ruthless mob boss and an undaunting and impulsive female spy; love they say, finds us when we least expect it. Cielo is a 23 year old lady who works as a spy for an illegal institution in Italy. Many years ago, her parents were murdered in cold blood at their home. She losses her brother and grows up to be one of the best in her field. Giovanni Cherisi is the young and ruthless crime boss of Palermo city. He breathes fire, and walks on thorns. He is the perfect image of a walking god. Their path crosses when Cielo's boss sends her on a mission to steal information from Giovanni and the meeting sparks an uncanny romance between the two. Giovanni is a raging fire, Cielo is a melting ice. Would fire and ice ever blend? Or will one consume the other? Life, love and the truth are all at stake as the secrets in their life slowly unfolds before them and they find themselves wrapped in an even bigger plot.

Alpha Mark found his fated mated at the the most inconvenient time. Random muders, pack attacks, Lunas dieing, and female pups being kidnapped. My mate sees what no one can. The twinkling in her eyes, and smirk on her face, makes her seem playful. But, playing with Stasia might get me burned. Stasia, is human, a friend to werewolves, and smells of home. I am fucked.

Book 2: Loving The Billionaire Series Six years ago, Emma Roberts left Jeremy Hart because he stole their game and announced it to the whole world as his. She vows to have nothing to do with him. She built her own gaming company from the ground up, but in order to clock a life-changing investment deal, she needs one thing she never expected, Jeremy Hart, as her pretend boyfriend. Fake dating is all the rage, right? Nothing can go wrong. Emma swears she's over him. Jeremy swears he's just trying to make amends. But when it starts to feel real, Emma knows she can't fall for his charms again, especially when she can't tell if he's playing to win her heart back or if he's just playing to win. Can they stand together when the past refuses to stay buried? Do they have a place in the heart to heal one another? Because in this game of love, lies, secrets and danger....someone's bound to lose. Book 1: A Deal With The Billionaire. Book 3: Taming The Billionaire.

Skylar's hot-as-sin Alpha stepbrothers love playing dangerous games...and she's their new target. **** When she catches her cheating ex in bed with her backstabbing best friend, Skylar's world comes crashing down. That night, she ends up in the arms of a sinfully sexy guy— only to get shocked that he's her stepbrother, Myron. And it's a set-up by him and his twin brother, Ross. They used to be the annoying brats she loved to torment, but now, they are different, grown, hotter, and definitely playing dirty and dangerous. They have just one goal—to make her pay for every cruel thing she did to them in the past. But fate always has a twisted sense of humour— They turn out to be none other than her fated mates. Although her body craves their touch, Skylar wants nothing to do with them; she wants to break their matebond. But the twins? They’ll make sure she remembers exactly who’s in control this time. They want her mind and her body... and maybe even her heart. She's their obsession now, and there's no escaping them.

"Does riding a horse feel good for you, Lola?" My pal's daughter, Lola Ramirez, is currently kneeling on all fours on the floor in a skimpy school uniform with her ass bucked high in the air. Meanwhile, I mount her from behind with my hands tugging on her twintails while I thrust into her rapidly. Lola's father, on the other hand, is still playing poker in the room next to ours.

The financial tycoon Nelson FitzGerald was abducted by a bold and daring woman. During their first encounter, she not only threatened him but also overpowered him, to which he gritted his teeth and said, "Woman, we will meet again." The second time, she once again took the upper hand, with him beneath her. This time, Nelson FitzGerald resolved to turn the tables, warning her, "Woman, you're playing with fire."