Martial Peak Full

It only took a moment to burn everything down. For five years, Isla Merrick played the part—soft-spoken wife, graceful hostess, quiet shadow to Callum Braxton’s powerful presence. She became what the world expected: dutiful, polished, harmless. Then came his cold declaration: “Let’s get divorced.” No emotion. No explanation. Just a clean cut—like a business deal. But Callum never knew she had been waiting for that moment. Planning for it. Beneath the composed surface, Isla had been sharpening the edges he once dulled. Because Isla Merrick had a past—and it wasn’t the scandal the tabloids spun. It was deeper. Sharper. Before she was Mrs. Braxton, she trained at Summerdell—an elite, off-the-record martial arts academy. Whispers of crime and prison blurred the truth, but Isla stayed silent. She had bigger plans. Three years later, she returns—not to reconcile, but to reintroduce herself. Isla Merrick now runs a luxury fashion empire, famous for turning scandal into power. And when she steps into the country’s most elite gala, draped in elegance and authority, Callum barely recognizes her. But she recognizes him. Before he can speak, a figure joins her—Dorian Kane. Ruthless investor. Public obsession. His hand rests on Isla’s waist like it belongs there. “Just so we’re clear, Braxton,” Dorian says coolly. “She’s not yours. Not anymore.” For Callum, it’s the beginning of a reckoning. For Isla, it’s the first breath of freedom. She isn’t the woman who once begged to be loved. She’s the woman who knows she never needed to be. And this time, she’s not just rewriting the story—she’s owning the ending.

Handsome, moody, and reclusive, billionaire Alpha werewolf Dane Wiltshire is confined to Vukasin, a secluded but pleasant internment island for werewolves where humans are allowed to visit for only three weeks a month (the fourth week is that of the full moon, when werewolves run rampant and no human is safe). The proud Dane meets his match during a chance encounter with the stubborn and willful middle-class human, Adara Huntington. She’s attracted to his handsome looks but put off by his Alpha arrogance. Nevertheless, she embarks on a love affair with him. But it ends when he breaks the heart of her sweet and beloved sister, Fawna, by dissuading his best friend Edin from marrying her, suggesting the sisters are social-climbing gold diggers. Things worsen when one of the island’s enforcement officers, the boyfriend of Adara’s other sister Emmalina, tells Adara how Dane stole the woman of his dreams, later causing her death. All of this is enough to make Adara despise Dane and avoid him at every opportunity. And yet she cannot overcome her attraction to his powerful Alpha personality and stunning good looks. Just as Adara and her sisters must leave the island for the week of the full moon, a dangerous turn of events gives Dane the chance to redeem himself in Adara’s eyes . . . but will he succeed?

Ana Torres lives in an abusive foster home who misuses her generosity for their profit. She gets bullied in college for being different from others, and after getting insulted by her crush, she felt weak and ugly. She thought this was her fate, until one rainy night she caught the eyes of the mafia king who decided to bring her to a completely different side of the world. A world full of crimes and pleasure. “You never fail to amuse me, my little vixen. Always driving me wild..” The girl who once was mocked for not having any sexual attraction, became wet for the mafia king just by his touch. She developed a wild side that she never knew she had inside her. She grew bold and strong, making all her bullies pay. But the mafia world is not where she wants to be. Specially when the ruthless leader she was relying on, doesn’t care about her. She loved him, but he only loved sex. What will Ana do at that point? Will she stay with the mafia king for the sake of her love, or will she escape to find a better life? What will she do when she finds out her real identity and who her parents are? Will she ever succeed in freeing herself from the mafia world? Read the full story to know...

NOTE:: PLEASE READ MAFIA EMPEROR (Book One) . . I leaned back in my chair with a heavy sigh and glanced up at the moon in the sky. It was full and shining brightly in the clear sky. I glanced down at the display. It was midnight. The new day began. He didn't remember this day nor he come. I stared at the cake with tearful eyes, "It must be something important." I told myself and pushed on my feet. Unhappiness drowned me.

This is a compilation of gay erotica romance filled with taboos that will make you question your moral. Turn the page if you dare. Extract: “That’s it. Let Daddy hear you.” Three fingers—full, stretching. I rocked back, begging. He pulled out, rolled on a condom, slicked himself thick. “Look at me.” I did. “Tell me you want it.” “I want you inside me, Daddy. Fuck me. Please.”

La septième année de son mariage, Évelyne Lavigne a découvert que son mari avait un fils de six ans. Ce jour-là, cachée derrière le toboggan de la maternelle, elle a observé Martial Thiers se pencher pour prendre dans ses bras un petit garçon joueur : « Papa, ça fait tellement longtemps que tu n'es pas venu me voir ! » « Noah, je suis désolé. Le travail a été intense. Sois sage et écoute bien ta maman, d'accord ? » Ces mots l'ont foudroyée sur place, son esprit est devenu soudainement vide. Devant elle, les deux silhouettes, l'une grande, l'autre petite, avec leurs visages étrangement similaires, lui criaient la vérité : l'homme qui lui avait juré un amour éternel l'avait trahie depuis des années ! Pourtant, ils avaient grandi ensemble, s'aimant depuis l'enfance. Elle s'est souvenue comment elle avait pris un coup de couteau pour le sauver, perdant leur enfant à naître… et jusqu'à sa propre fertilité... À l'époque, agenouillé à son chevet, les yeux rougis, il lui avait juré : « Je me moque des enfants ! Toi, et seulement toi, es ce qui compte pour moi ! » Sa voix tremblante résonnait encore dans sa mémoire, mais maintenant, cette scène réduisait tous ces serments en poussière !

Celia Johnson, my boss's sister-in-law, joined the company as the finance director and announced that all reimbursements must strictly follow the standards. I spent an entire week running around for the company and finally closed a five-hundred-thousand-dollar deal. Because the client had used two extra packs of paper towels, the per-person amount for their meal ended up eight dollars over the limit. Celia folded her arms, glanced at the reimbursement form on my desk, and sneered. "Five hundred and eight dollars?" "Yes. Last night at The Peak Restaurant, where we closed Richard's deal. Zack was there too," I explained patiently. "Eight dollars over the per-person limit. Not reimbursable," Celia said coldly. I tried to reason with her. "This was a special case. The client is high-level, and the deal amount is large, and Zack personally said it would be fully reimbursed last night." She returned the reimbursement form to me. "I don't care who said that. Don't think closing a five-hundred-thousand-dollar contract lets you ignore company rules. Reimbursements must all follow policies. Everyone will follow them to the letter." I took a deep breath. I knew arguing with her head-on would get me nowhere, so I called Zack directly. Zack said, "I did say it would be reimbursed, but I never said company rules could be ignored. It's just five hundred. And you still get commission from closing the deal. You young people need to have perspective." I stopped arguing. I turned around and refused the delivery containing the hard copy of the five-hundred-thousand-dollar cooperation contract, smiling as I explained, "Company rules say all cash on delivery packages must be refused. "Also, today is my last day here. Starting tomorrow, I work for Richard's company. As the client, I will be setting the rules this time."

My cousin stole my fiancé's suppressant on the night of the full moon — just to test how much he loved her. Then she locked me in a room with him while he was out of his mind with pain. Watching Adrian writhe in agony, I wrapped my trembling arms around him and let him mark me. My cousin was devastated. She married the brutal Alpha of the neighboring pack in a fit of spite. When Adrian found out I was pregnant, he had no choice but to make me his Luna. But in five years of marriage, he never once came to see me or our son. After rogues kidnapped us, I thought he'd finally let us go. Instead, he shifted and fought to bring us back — only to die alongside those rogue wolves. I held his bloodied body and watched the light drain from his eyes. With his last breath, he gripped my hand: "Stop saving me! I regret everything… I never needed you to save me…" My heart shattered. Cold wind tore through the hollow in my chest until I couldn't stop shaking, and the world went dark. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that full moon night — five years in the past.

My life was left behind in that church fire. When the flames broke out, Cersei lied to me and said Jaeren was still inside. I didn't hesitate. I rushed into the fire without a second thought, only to save my fiancé, Jaeren. Then Cersei shoved me into the flames. By the time Jaeren found us, he picked Cersei up and turned away. He never looked back at me. I was swallowed little by little by the smoke and fire. Later, I stumbled out of the fire alone, covered in soot from head to toe. Jaeren frowned, his face full of impatience. “I didn't take you out first, sure. But couldn't you just call yourself a cab?” “Be glad Cersei is unharmed. Even your death in that fire wouldn’t clear your fault.” He didn't know that I had already suffocated to death in the flames. The one who walked out of the ruins was nothing more than a body still breathing. I made a deal with the vampire in the church basement, trading away my love for Jaeren and every tear I had ever shed for him. In seven days, on the night of the full moon, I will open my eyes again in the dark as one of her kind. From then on, I will no longer be trapped by love. And I will never shed another tear for Jaeren.

Spoilt and pampered,all Kyra Macpherson cared about was her looks but on her mother's death bed,she was told that at eighteen,he would come for her but who was he ? She didn't know and never bothered finding out but when he had come under the rain in the full glare of the moon to come take her away as his mate. She realizes that not only was she paying back some debt,she had a cold hearted heart to rekindle and an heir to bear.