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"I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilya smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to. "You either obey my every command, or watch as I ruin every last bit of the reputation you've toiled tirelessly to build. Don't push me too hard, East, or I'll unleash a storm that will render you breathless and begging for mercy and it won't be cute." As a pop star, Easton Reese had everything he had always hoped for: money, luxurious lifestyle, fame, and fans all across the globe who worshipped him like the idol that he was. But despite all this, Easton felt empty inside. Behind the happy smile he always wore on his face during the day, there was an excess of pain that he had to endure every night, in secret, where no one must know. Being punished for the crime his father had committed wasn't exactly what hurt him most; it was the fact that he was being punished by his childhood sweetheart, the same man he had once loved with all his heart.

“Mr Daniel, if we abort the baby, her womb might be damaged, the pregnancy is already a month.” “I do not care, doctor, I know what I have invested in your hospital, are you going to defy my orders? That bastard in her womb needs to be removed and I don’t f**king care if the option is taking out her womb, go on with the process..” What? He is going to kill our baby because of Rosa. “Please, don’t harm our baby, our child is innocent.” I begged in a faint voice, he turned to look at me, hoping he would have mercy instead, his Eyes were dead cold, giving me the chills all over my body, “What are you waiting for doctor, get rid of that thing now. “ The doctor signaled his nurses, I struggled but they gripped me as the doctor prepared the injection to kill my baby. “Please don’t kill my baby, please.” I cried out nonstop with everything left of me. I lost my voice as the doctor pierced the needle into my vein, my vitals became weak. I will never forgive Daniel and Rosa. I will make them pay….. Five years later, I returned as a multibillionaire and now the son of the devil that was once my husband wanted me back ,little did he know I am the devil herself. I am here to steal, destroy and ruin his life, the weak Lisa he once knew died that day at the hospital.

After the tragic death of her parents when she was ten, Lolly Roberts is left at the mercy of her cruel, ambitious stepmother and conniving stepsisters who abuse her relentlessly. From a young age, she begins to cultivate a plan to escape home: she’d marry her long-term boyfriend on her eighteenth birthday so they'd run away together to Europe. But when she discovers her boyfriend cheating on her with her stepsisters on her wedding day, Lolly realizes she’ll always be a slave to her step-family. Brokenhearted and defeated, she goes on a long binge drinking and loses her virginity with the first mysterious stranger she finds. One year later, that stranger has become one of the most powerful men in town. Roman Stone is a devil in Armani suits. Savage and merciless, he has built his empire on the backs of his enemies and he does not intend to stop. He has only one weakness: He suffers a neurological condition – prosopagnosia – that makes it impossible for him to remember faces after twenty-four hours. Until he meets Lolly. The one face he can never forget! For a man who loves to be in control, love is a messy business and a useless venture he has no need for, but he can’t stop thinking about her and the night they spent together. Dangerously obsessive, he will not let go until he owns her completely. Lolly wants revenge against her step-family and Roman is the only one who can give her what she wants. Under one condition: she must remain his property!

​Freya gave Logan three years of love, only to be repaid with coldness and a sister’s betrayal. Abusive family and a neglected fiancé, Freya realized it was time to be free. But when she tried to break the engagement, Logan refused to let go of his favorite puppet. For him, she was only a doormat, too weak to leave. With a pain of betrayal, Freya unknowingly fell into a stranger's arms, not realizing who he was. Aleric Vance, the man of ice, the tycoon of the business world, was back to take over his pack. Aleric doesn’t do mercy— he only deals in power at a lethal price. Yet, he was dangerously amused by Freya’s boldness. The things were a mess— a fierce trap and a shaky chain. Freya never expected her escape to lead her into the jaws of a man far more lethal than her ex. But with him, she was a whole new fierce woman. She’s the one holding all the cards. ​“Freya, come back to me! You know you only love me!” Logan begged; his voice cracked. Before Freya could even reply, she was swept back into Aleric’s cold, powerful embrace. She shivered as the Man of Ice leaned in, his lips brushing her ear while his predatory gaze pinned Logan down. “Your ex is claiming your heart, sweetheart. Correct him now, or I'll keep you pinned beneath me, begging for the floor— but I won’t let you touch it until you’ve forgotten his name entirely.”

"In a world governed by digital codes and blood-stained transactions, he is the law. But she is the glitch he never saw coming." Laxus Morgan is a man of two faces. By day, he is the untouchable titan of the tech industry. By night, he is the ruthless Sovereign of the London Clan—a man whose Filipino roots run deep, but whose mercy runs dry. Wealth, power, and the lives of his enemies are all held firmly in his grasp. Until he met Amara. Amara isn't just an employee; she is the genius ghost behind Laxus’s impenetrable firewalls. As his Elite Hacker and Personal Developer, she has seen every sin he has buried beneath layers of encrypted files. She holds the 'Kill Switch'—a digital weapon powerful enough to bury Laxus Morgan alive. Amara wants out. She’s tired of living in the shadows of his crimes, tired of the scent of gunpowder on her expensive clothes. But in Laxus’s world, leaving is synonymous with betrayal. And in the Mafia, betrayal is a debt paid only in blood. Determined to keep his most valuable asset, Laxus transforms his empire into a 'Golden Cage.' He will use every resource, every threat, and every dark obsession to keep her by his side. But as Amara tries to bypass the stone-cold heart of her boss, she finds herself falling into the deadliest trap of all: a man who is willing to burn the entire world to ashes—just to watch her rise from them. Who will break first? The woman with the evidence to destroy him, or the man who would kill the world to own her?

Vincent,the Don of the Mafia,and I had just exchanged our vows in church when he brought home an orphan. He said it was to repay a life debt. From that day on,whenever it came to that girl,Lila,I always came second. Lila framed me.She claimed I forced her to touch drugs.In a fit of rage,Vincent locked me in the Family's underground water dungeon for three full days and nights. "The freezing water of the dungeon will teach you what mercy means!" The bone-chilling cold was absolute torture.My heart completely died.I begged him through a high fever and pure despair. Yet Lila just nestled into his chest,her voice dripping with fake concern. "Elena is the Donna of the Family,after all.When she suffers,your heart hurts too.I really can't bear to see you like this." Later,just to coax a smile out of Lila,Vincent publicly handed over my West Coast smuggling docks to her—a clueless little brat who couldn't even read a ledger. This time,I didn't say a single word. I simply took off my wedding ring. A few days later,on the verge of a breakdown over my complete disappearance and tearing the city apart like a madman looking for me,he finally got the news. I had been accepted into an Ivy League medical research institute,directly joining their highest-level,top-secret,closed-off medical program. And I was never coming back. He completely lost his mind.

Ean's face twisted with anger as he grabbed me by the arm, dragging me toward the old, rusted freezer in the corner of the warehouse. "You're going to feel what Helen felt," he spat. "Maybe that'll teach you not to mess with her." I struggled against him, panic rising in my chest. "Ean, this is insane! It was an accident! Let me explain—" He wasn’t listening. He shoved me inside the freezing metal box and slammed the door shut. The echo of the lock clicking into place made my heart pound in my ears. I banged on the door with my fists. "Ean, please! You can’t do this!" I screamed, but the sound of his footsteps grew fainter as he walked away. He left me with nothing but a single bowl of water, like I was some kind of prisoner. I slumped against the cold metal, shivering. The temperature plummeted almost instantly. The hum of the freezer kicked in, and I realized too late—it wasn’t broken like he thought. It was working, and I was trapped. My body shook uncontrollably as the cold seeped into my bones. I screamed for help until my throat was raw, clawing at the walls in desperation. My bloody handprints smeared across the icy surface, a silent plea for mercy that no one would hear. Seven days passed. When Ean finally returned, the look on his face was one of smug satisfaction. He had expected me to beg, to apologize. But when they pried open the freezer, all they found was my frozen body, stiff and silent, my suffering long over.

“You call this pathetic fling between us a relationship?” Malric’s voice turned cold, “Are you that desperate, Aluin? Do you really think I owe you anything because you are my mate? I have provided everything to make you comfortable; a roof over your head, clothes, money, everything!” he snapped, his eyes mad with anger, “Are you that delusional? You thought this could ever work out? A man and a man, ruling a pack? Doesn’t that sound stupid to you?” One should feel lucky and blessed to be an Alpha’s mate, but that was never the case for Aluin. As a male omega, his bond with the young alpha was destined to remain a secret—unblessed, unspoken. From the moment they discovered their mate bond, Malric had hidden their love away, locking it inside the apartment he bought for Aluin, along with his promises and sweet words. Though concealed, though treated as a shameful secret, Malric’s burning touch and heated gaze drew Aluin in again and again. He waited silently, hoping for the day Malric would finally be ready to claim him. But instead, news of Malric’s engagement arrived first. Aluin was not even granted a decent closure of their situationship. They crushed his dignity without mercy, and he almost lost his life to their trap. Aluin learnt it the hard way the young alpha was never someone he was meant to desire. Then why, after he has finally moved on and embraced a new life, would Malric come crashing back into it again?

This book captures tyranny and the quest for power in western African history, in the age of war, magic and cruelty, "Adesuna" became the King of "Odudu," a kingdom located in west Africa; the foundation of "Odudu" was laid at the expense of the blood of Warriors, "Odudu" Was one of the most powerful kingdoms in the western region of Africa, "Adesuna" king of "Odudu" was the only son of Adeshina, a Yoro by tribe, he was a valiant fighter from his youth, who latter became a mighty King, he became a sorcerer when human strength couldn't face the test of time, it was an age when men fought to own anything, warriors fought for lands as well as kings, every king was a warrior-king as well. The language of this time was the language of fight, a language that is not taught by men but experienced on the battle field, men even fought with all brutality to get married even within their own kingdoms and among their own people, a time when possessions were measured by strength, the more powerful you are, the more things you were liable to acquire. Kingdoms fought for power, dominance, fame, influence and survival. The weak lived under the mercy of the strong, warriors fought to both acquire and secure what they had already accumulated, the only route to peace was war: deadly wars of bows and strings, arrows and archers, every man's soul lingered on his ability to make use of the sword. Blood bath was a daily routine, the weak were slaves to the strong, and the bravest of men were the fortresses of every kingdom. Adesuna was the fortress of the Odudu kingdom, through his bravery, he became an historic figure.

They say I killed my father. They say I ordered my maid, my dearest friend, to poison him. They say she confessed before taking her own life. Lies. The real murderer stands before me, weaving her web of deception and has the entire Royal court in her grasp. Queen Andessa, my wicked stepmother. My father’s killer. She has stripped me of my title, my crown, my very birthright, and has offered me up as a tribute to the Dragon King of Drakarith. A mercy punishment, she calls it. But I am not broken. She thinks she has won. That I will succumb to defeat and forget who I am. But she's wrong. I am Dahlia Rhadaya Balerion, the rightful Queen of Velmira. And I will return to reclaim what is mine and rip out Velmira's corruption by its roots. Starting with Andessa's rotten fertilized eggs. My callous step-siblings. Velmira is my home, my kingdom, and I will not let it rot under the rule of vipers. But reclaiming what is mine will not be easy, especially trying to achieve that from the dragon lands of Drakarith, under the watchful vigilance of Azraelyrs, a dragon king I have heard rumors about his cold-heartedness and rules with an iron fist. To survive, I must play the game of seduction and manipulation against my enemies. To win, I must be sharper, stronger, and more ruthless than I have never been before in my life. Let the games begin.