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“Tell me to stop,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “I dare you to try,” she breathed, fingers tangled in his shirt. “If you keep looking at me like that…” “What? You’ll lose control?” she teased, knowing he already had. *** After being dumped by her ex boyfriend, Dan, Regina is lucky when she is recognized by her hot boss, Nicholas Walter, who instantly promotes her. Regina is trying to move on, but suddenly things get heated up between her and Nicholas. But he isn't ready to commit. They become involved in a casual sex relationship. Some time later, Dan regrets not treating Regina right and comes back for her, but is feeling threatened by her boss and now makes him his enemy. Nicholas starts to feel he is not ready to share Regina with anyone, but there are secrets keeping him from confessing his true feelings. How long can their casual sexual relationship last, will Nicholas finally have the strength to deal with his past? Or will Regina sympathize with Dan and take him back?

At our Thanksgiving family dinner, my stepbrother brought his beautiful girlfriend to meet the family for the first time. She held up her wine glass and flashed me a malicious smirk. “I heard you had a first love you can’t forget, Summer.” I kept my head low and focused on my food, unsure how to respond. After all, my first love… was her boyfriend. When I was seventeen, my stepbrother Ethan Cole tricked me into crossing the line we should never have crossed, while our parents were blissfully unaware. Even right now, under the table, his foot was rubbing mine sensually. He did not bother holding back. On the table, he held his girlfriend’s hand tenderly as he mocked me with a smirk, “You’re twenty-seven, sis. Your shelf life is running out, and you’re such a plain Jane. Who would ever want you?” I stood up abruptly and looked at him, my tone calm and resolute. “I’m married, Ethan.”

"You can’t deny it. You feel the bond, don’t you? Every time I touch you, I see it in your eyes, the shiver that runs through you. He stole you from me, and I’m taking you back.” Alex’s voice rumbled low, fingers grazing my skin like he owned every inch of me. Caught between the man she vowed to stay loyal to and the one fate cruelly tied her to, Alexis’s life spirals into a dangerous game of love, power, and betrayal. When she uncovers that her husband's estranged twin brother is not only her mate but holds even deeper secrets, everything she thought she knew crumbles. With this forbidden affair threatening to rip apart the Campbell legacy and the son she fought to protect, Alexis must navigate forbidden passion, fractured loyalties, and a deadly sibling rivalry. Can she truly resist the magnetic pull of Alex, or will she risk everything—including her son—to embrace the love that was always meant to be hers?

"W-Wait… what if he walks in and sees us?" I gasped as Alexander’s hands slid up my thighs, his body pressing me harder against the door. “Let him,” He let out a low, wicked chuckle, his lips grazing my neck. "Then he’ll finally see exactly how badly his wife needs to be fucked." *** Desperate to forget her crumbling marriage, Chloe makes one impulsive mistake—mistaking a billionaire for a stripper. What should have been a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more dangerous when she learns the truth. Because the man in her bed isn’t just powerful, he’s one of the most influential men in the country. And he’s decided he’s not letting her go. Now, Chloe is caught between a husband who never loved her and a man who refuses to walk away. Will Alexander King be her dirty little secret, or will she surrender to temptation and let him own her in every sinful way?

He bit his lip for a while. "Just because we kissed doesn't mean that I like you." I chuckled. "I know." "I still hate you." "I heard you the first couple of times." He hesitated. "And if we kiss again, I still don't like you." ~ Henry Young is an antisocial highschool student. Due to the death of his older brother, Nate, his fear of abandonment made him distance himself from others. He stayed low, only talked when necessary and never joined many social circles. One day, a young man moves in with his family and despite Henry's anger, he can't seem to take his eyes off him. Because of Andre's outgoing nature, Henry is convinced that they're complete opposites and will never come to good terms with each other. But each moment they spend around each other keeps proving him wrong and maybe, just maybe, he doesn't see Andre as a brother figure.

“You think you can walk away from me, Ava?” His voice was low, dangerous—the kind that made her pulse betray her fear. “I don’t even know who you are,” she whispered, trembling as his fingers traced her jaw. “Then let me remind you… one kiss at a time.” When Ava Sinclair is forced by her foster brothers to be a billionaire’s mistress, she never expects to fall into the hands of Lorenzo Valenti, the city’s most feared mafia heir. To settle her foster family’s debts, she’s offered to him as property. But Lorenzo sees more than a transaction—he sees her face. A face that haunts him from a past soaked in blood. A woman who vanished ten years ago… a woman from his rival’s family. As Ava’s buried memories start to resurface, the truth threatens to destroy them both. Because her real name isn’t Ava. And the man who claims her heart might be the one destined to be killed by her.

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching. I didn’t know what I’d done to capture his attention. I didn’t want it. Yet, I couldn’t stop my heart from trembling like a bare soul caught in the icy grip of winter whenever he came near. Nor could I ignore my body’s traitorous response to his voice, low and laced with wicked intent. I fought to resist him. I truly did. But it was useless. He knew it. And so did I. So I ran. But that was the thing about the Vitales: they always gave chase.

“You thought you could hide from me forever?” he growled, his hand tightening around my neck. “You thought you could walk into my life and end it… just like that?” “Please...” I gasped, struggling to pull his hand away. “I didn’t mean to...” His voice dropped so low like he was going to kill me right here, right now. “Tonight… I’ll make you wish you died that night.” **** After losing her family to the Lycan King’s attack, Ashley Frost swore revenge. Her plan was to enter his palace as a harmless servant, win his trust, and then kill him. But what Ashley didn’t know… was that Kael, the Lycan King, already knew who she was. He remembered the night he bit her, and the mark he left on her neck. And no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t ignore the strange force pulling her toward him. But what neither of them knew… was that fate had already decided. They were mates.

When Camille moved into Summer Valley with her mother, she decided to keep things on a low since it would only be a matter of time before they moved again whenever her mother’s past would come to haunt them. This plan completely crumbles when she falls into the bad side of Aiden, the mysterious and dangerous boy at her school. He begins to target her and make her the butt of his bullying. One school day changes everything, when she gives him a sign without knowing and she gets into an entanglement she never expected, but can’t seem to want to get out of. What happens when she gets to find out the real boy beyond the indifferent mask? Will he let her in, or will he push her away like he does everyone else? How will she cope when the people she trusts betray her? What happens when trouble returns and her mother wants them to move out from the town, just when she has finally found home?

My younger brother, Luke, committed suicide after being falsely accused of plagiarizing Layla's brother's music. My own life was a living hell. I was a respected music critic, but now I was the sister of "the plagiarist." My reputation was in tatters. My colleagues whispered behind my back, and my articles were dismissed as the ramblings of a biased, grieving relative. The one person who had always stood by me was my husband, Julian, a successful music producer. We had been together since college, and he was my rock, my refuge in the storm. I thought he would believe me. But, he didn't. But the real betrayal came the evening, just another day of being ridiculed online, I came home to find Julian on the phone. His voice was low and urgent, laced with a coldness I had never heard before. "The case is closed, Layla. It’s over," he said. "The evidence has been submitted. No one will ever know that it was your brother who plagiarized Luke's music."