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My brother crossed the wrong man—and now I have to pay the price. He was an idiot who actually believed he could steal four million dollars from a dangerous man that sold intelligence for a living. Instead of losing a hand or an eye, I was drugged and taken from my bed in the dead of night. When I open my eyes, I’m in a cell, and my captor is a beautiful man that doesn’t need to take a woman to get laid. I try to escape—many times—but I quickly realize there’s no escape. Even if my brother comes up with the four million dollars, this man still won’t let me go. He intends to take his revenge in a far more sinister way. With no other choice, I submit to his demands…and enjoy them. I continue to search for an escape plan, but my captor is always one step ahead of me. He implanted a device in my body when I arrived, and all he has to do it hit a button and I’m dead. If I try to escape one more time, he won’t hesitate to use it. So now I’m left with one option—to make him want to let me go. And there’s only one way to do that—by making him fall in love with me.

"My professor gave me my first D. Now my next assignment is due...in nine months. You know when you meet your new professor, and he ends up being the same man you had a one-night stand with three months ago? Okay, maybe not. Let me explain. I hadn’t intended to sleep with my professor. I might be known as the impulsive, prankster daughter in my family, but I’m not insane. I just wanted to have some fun in Ireland at my sister’s wedding, and maybe lose my virginity, too. When I met Lochlann Gallagher at a pub one night, I couldn’t resist him. He was hot, Irish, and entirely set on seducing me. One unforgettable night under the sheets with him, and my V-card went up in smoke. Well, that night had one itty bitty consequence because Lochlann totally made my eggo preggo. And if this story isn’t crazy enough, Lochlann is not just my baby daddy: he’s now my professor and my advisor for grad school. Somehow we have to figure out a way not to reveal this rapidly gestating secret while resisting the explosive attraction between us. Except there’s just one more complication to this story: I think I’m totally falling for my baby daddy. Oopsie daisy."

Tidak masalah bila kita memimpikan hal-hal besar, menjadi bintang tertinggi dan paling terang. Bila nanti takdir tak mengizinkan kita terbang tinggi, setidaknya kita telah melalui perjalanan yang besar dan bersinar dimata tuhan ~ kisah ini menceritakan perjalanan gadis kecil dengan sejuta ambisi, mengabaikan rintangan dan godaan untuk menjadi bintang sejati

In the shadowy town of Ravenwood, where ancient magic lingers and the moon holds secrets, Emilia Grey discovers her long-buried heritage as a werewolf. As she's drawn into a world of primal power and forbidden love, she must confront the darkness of her past and the danger that lurks in every corner. Ryder Blackwood, the enigmatic alpha werewolf, is determined to claim Emilia as his own, but their love is threatened by the weight of their destinies and the evil forces that seek to destroy their kind. As the full moon rises, Emilia must embrace her true nature and join forces with Ryder to uncover the secrets of their tangled past and secure their future. Will their love prevail, or will the shadows of Ravenwood consume them? Dive into a world of myth and magic, where the lines between love and loyalty are tested, and the moon holds the key to their survival. "Shadows Moon Rising " is a gripping tale of love, redemption, and the enduring power of hope in the face of darkness.

ღ꧁ღ╭⊱ꕥ Maria Isabel Monedero fantasized about being like Shakespeare. She devoted her all life to writing romance tragedy stories. She joined many writing competitions but never won. She almost gives up her spirit, but her bubbly personality doesn’t. Until the day she graduated college. Then, Maria Isabel Monedero, known as Mimo as her pseudo name, joined Story & Life publishing incorporation to work as a creative novelist. She got admitted, and many editors demanded that she be in their lineup. Unfortunately, before she gets to designate a team, she must undergo provision training within six months. Then, finally, the publisher assigns her a personal editor named Jaime Tejedor, who claims to be a hopeless romantic. He dislikes tragedy romance stories, which is Mimo’s best field in writing. He rejected Mimo’s works twice, and she only has the last chance to stick around. If she ever gets rejected again, it’s the edge of her career. For her to evade that… She plots to seduce her editor to approve her work. Will she succeed? Or fall entirely to his charm? ꕥ⊱╮ღ꧂ღ

The end of the world was upon us, but there weren't enough spots for evacuation. The roars of the zombies echoed in my ears as my fiancé, Oliver, gritted his teeth and pulled me onto the rescue vehicle—securing the last available seat. I arrived safely at the survivor base. Lina, his first love, did not. The zombies tore her apart. Oliver still went through with our marriage, but I never expected that he had only done so to make me suffer. In his eyes, I was the one who had killed Lina. If she had to endure such agony, then I should, too. For five years, he hated me. My life was worse than that of a stray dog scavenging for food on the street. On the day my divorce was finalized, he kidnapped me, dragged me into the wilderness, and wrapped his fingers around my throat. Then, he threw us both into the swarm of the undead. When I opened my eyes again, I was somehow reborn on the day the apocalypse began. The rescue team was shouting impatiently, "One more! We have room for one more—hurry!" I turned to Oliver, watching his hesitation. Then, with a quiet smile, I took a step back and let someone else have the last seat.

Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit adult content, hardcore taboo, possessive dynamics, age gap, themes of obsession, control, and heat-driven mating. The “brothers” in this story are not biologically related. ~ Kyle, Hayden, and their hot stepfather, the Alpha of Crimson Pack who married their mother, share a house that was never meant to feel like home. Their stepfather stopped pretending the moment he caught the scent of Kyle’s pheromones. His touches lingered. His stares burned. And then he told them exactly what he wanted: both of them, together, under him. They should have said no. They didn’t. Now Alpha Daddy has them exactly where he wants them: in his room, in his bed, on their knees. And they’re not just letting him take them. They’re begging for it.

NINA “My wife will ride you for her org-sm and for your come to fill her, so she can do her duty as Mrs. Sokolov.” Jeremiah’s fingers flexed around my throat. “Go on, little wh-re. Climb over him. I know you want to.”   I crawled over Lachlan, curling my fingers around his thick c-ck, and wondered — how big was Jeremiah? How long? How thick? Lachlan hissed, “Kitten, stop playing or I’ll come all over your hand.”   Jeremiah growled, “We can’t have that. All his come belongs in your c-nt, wife. So get on with it.” His lips brushed my ear. “Don’t stretch this out. I have something else that needs stretching.” Shuddering, I got to my knees. As I aligned Lachlan’s c-ck with my entrance, another hand wrapped around mine — larger, slick with oil. Jeremiah.   A moan escaped as my husband guided his lover’s c-ck to my core. I sank down slowly, the stretch burning until I took every inch. “F-ck,” Lachlan groaned. “You’re perfect around me.” “You too,” I moaned, pressed against his chest, lips tangled in a kiss.   Then, without warning, Jeremiah pushed in two fingers — into my other h-le.   I gasped as he stretched my untouched muscles. He didn’t stop. Not until I was full. Everywhere.   Lachlan groaned. “I can feel you.”   “I know,” Jeremiah said, his fingers thrusting deep. “Move.” Lachlan obeyed, lifting me until just his tip stretched me, then pushed me back down. I whimpered. My hips jerked. Lachlan cursed.   “You like that, wife?” Jeremiah’s voice rasped in my ear. “Being used by both of us?”   _ This is a twisted, dark MMF mafia romance where love is savage, hate burns deep, and survival comes at a deadly cost. Read-TW!!!! MF-MM-MFM-Dark-Twisted-Betrayal-Amnesia-Revenge-NonCon-Mafia-Humiliation-Dominated-Controlling-Ruthless-Mystery-Thriller-READ-Trigger-Warnings

Mon ami d'enfance m'avait promis de m'épouser dès que nous serions en âge, mais le jour de mon mariage, c'était à ma demi-sœur Sabrina Hugh qu'il avait passé la bague au doigt. Ce jour-là, Victor Lozé, l'héritier redouté de la mafia, était intervenu comme un chevalier blanc. Devant toute l'assistance, il avait déclaré m'aimer en secret depuis des années. Durant nos cinq années de mariage, il exauçait chacun de mes souhaits, même les plus futiles. J'étais persuadée d'être le centre de son univers... Cette certitude s'est brisée net le jour où, en époussetant sa bibliothèque, j'ai découvert un dossier ultra-confidentiel. La première page portait le nom de Sabrina, surmonté de l'inscription en gros caractères rouges : « PRIORITÉ ABSOLUE ». Il était suivi d'un rapport de mission que je connaissais trop bien : il détaillait la nuit où l'on avait tenté de m'assassiner. Je l'avais échappé belle après une hémorragie qui avait failli m'emporter. À mon réveil à l'hôpital, on m'avait appris que j'avais perdu un enfant, un être dont j'avais ignoré jusqu'à l'existence. J'avais sangloté dans les bras de Victor, sans lui révéler cette perte. Je ne voulais pas l'inquiéter davantage. Aujourd'hui, je comprenais tout : Sabrina avait aussi été attaquée cette nuit-là, et mon mari avait donné cet ordre : « Sauvez Sabrina d'abord. » Mes larmes maculaient l'encre jusqu'à la rendre illisible. « Très bien », ai-je murmuré dans le silence, la voix tremblante mais résolue, « si ce mariage n'est qu'un mensonge, alors je disparaîtrai de ta vie. Pour toujours. »

Dera always thought it was normal for every girl to get married at Fifteen. That was until she realised she was the only Fifteen years old wearing a 16 karat gold and diamond marriage band. Damilayo was twenty years old by the time he married Dera. She has always been a Scared Fifteen years old Virgin to him but what happens after Six years of Marriage and he finally notices the changes. Could he trust himself not to untame her? To take her innocence?