Morning Cuddling

The scent of betrayal still lingered in the air. She had loved him—trusted him—only to find him tangled in the arms of another woman, right in their own apartment. Years of devotion shattered in an instant. Heartbroken, she ran, seeking solace in the numbing haze of a bar. But instead of forgetting, she found danger. Drugged and vulnerable, she was saved by a man whose presence was as commanding as it was terrifying. When morning came, she fled. But fate wasn’t done with her. Because the man she had escaped from… was now hunting her down. And he never lost.

Amelia Elsher's life can be described as secluded from the world the moment her mother died The unknown death made her hide in her room all day without caring about her father, her step sister and her Step mother. But this peace and seclusion was destructed the moment she had that dream which came to life the next morning Her dad has married her out to a Mafia King, someone she hasn't even met before. The moment their skin touched for the first time, all she saw was blood, which made her realize that the Marriage she is going into is in no way a mistake. Will Amelia be able to stand on her own and accept her special ability that has been with her since birth? What are the secrets surrounding her mother's death? Her marriage with the Mafia King, will it end before it start or will it develop into a romantic situation?

This was meant to be a secret. I was dressed in a red mini-gown, the sexiest gown in my wardrobe. Tonight is gonna be hot! I was feeling the sensations already, I'd never had sex with my mate for the five years we've been together which was one reason tonight was gonna be special. Close to his house, I masked my scent. I didn't want him getting a clue of what's happening. The hormones in my body were going crazy and my wolf was so excited. I tiptoed to the backyard of his apartment which I knew for sure was always open, talking of the door. His bedroom was right here and I was gonna throw myself on him on the bed. I banged in. The unexpected happened. My jaw dropped at the sudden sight before me. Right in front of me, on the same bed I'd planned to have Leo make love with me, was him with another girl. Seeing me, they sprang up, staring at me like they saw a ghost. Out of anger, I walked out, planning to get revenge. I got drunk in a night club and ended up in a one-night stand to cool off my anger. Next morning, I went for my first class in college hoping to put the past behind me. Just when I thought I had, I found out that the hot stranger last night is my college professor and my foster brother. Boom! I'm pregnant for him…….

Mira Leigh doesn’t have the luxury of falling apart. Not when she’s juggling jobs, raising her teenage brother, and holding together the pieces of a family wrecked by her mother’s addiction. One bad morning, and one delayed coffee order, throws her straight into the path of Cade Reeve. NBA’s highest-paid playboy. Tabloid obsession. Cade is everything she swore to avoid… but when he offers her a job as his personal assistant, the paycheck is too good to refuse. What she doesn’t see coming are the late nights, the blurred lines, and the way Cade can pull her close with one look, only to push her away the next. She’s caught in a game where the rules change without warning. And it’s costing her more than she can afford. Until Zayne Reeve. Cade’s older brother. Two brothers. Two very different kinds of love. One choice that will change everything.

Lucia had never believed in rebirth. She had read about it a few times in books tucked away on her shelf, but she never imagined it could be real. Yet, here she was—reborn. This time, she swore she wouldn’t let kindness be her downfall. She would make them pay. Her so-called best friend and husband had used her, drained her of everything, and left her with nothing. They manipulated her, deceived her, and when they had no more use for her, they poisoned her—leaving her to suffer in agony for over a year. What a vile couple. On the night of her death—her own birthday—they stood before her, laughing as they confessed their betrayal. They had taken everything from her, and now, they wanted her to know the full extent of their cruelty. Her husband and best friend, her supposed confidants, had been lovers all along. Worse, they had killed her true mate. Lucia had wept until there were no more tears left to shed. Too weak to fight, too broken to scream, she watched as they reveled in their wickedness, even making out right in front of her as she lay dying. That night, amidst a raging storm, Lucia took her last breath. But when she opened her eyes again, morning light streamed through the window. "Is this heaven?" she whispered, confused. A familiar voice answered. "Lucia, you’re awake! Let me get the doctor!" Brittany exclaimed before rushing out of the room. In that instant, Lucia knew the truth. She had been reborn. And this time, she would make them pay—for everything they did to her and her family.

At three in the morning, I stare at the unknown transaction record on my phone screen, my fingertips turning cold. The record is for a payment of 2980 dollars, made for an executive suite at the Wisteria. The time of payment was 8:00 pm last night. My husband, Tristan Griffin, is a detective. He was on the night shift last night. I clutch my phone, my knuckles turning white as I text Tristan, "I just saw your credit card bill for a hotel stay last night. What's up with that?" His reply is instant. "Our team had to work overtime at the last minute, so they put us up at the hotel. I forgot to tell you about it." I scan the text and sputter. The Wisteria is located in the western region of the city, which is on the other end from where his squad is stationed. I don't press him for more details and click on the bank app on my phone. Having found the vendor's address through the payment record, I sent it to my best friend, Rowena Sheffield, who works as a private detective. She replies instantly with an "OK" emoji and follows up with, "Give me a second. I'll find out everything you want in a jiffy!"

In one night, Valentina's life took a drastic change when her husband, Nathaniel Jackson accused her of seeing another man, and sent her out of the house she had known to be her home—her haven. She passed out on the cold street and was rescued by a stranger, and when she woke up to find herself on a hospital bed the next morning, she was told she had lost her baby. Five years later, Valentina was now an heir to a prominence organization that Nathaniel, her ex-husband had been striving to get into. Their path crossed and Nathaniel realized his ex-wife was the only one who could help him to get what he want. He need her, more than he had ever needed her before.

‎My husband asked me to seduce his arch-enemy. ‎He never expected me to enjoy it. ‎ ‎It was supposed to be a game, twisted little power play to bring down Reid Caddel, the man who is on the verge of ruining my husband’s empire. ‎I was meant to tempt him. Break him. Leave him begging and then disappear the next morning after my purpose has been met. ‎ ‎Instead… he started to unravel me. ‎ ‎Reid plays a different kind of ball game, ‎One laced with secrets, obsession, and a terrifying clarity. ‎He doesn’t just want my body. He wants answers. ‎He wants everything that I possibly own and am. ‎ ‎Now I’m caught between two liars... ‎The man I married, and the man I was sent to destroy. ‎ ‎But the closer I get to Reid, the more I start to wonder... ‎What if the real enemy isn’t him? ‎What if it’s the man who sent me?

Sleeping with a random stranger she met at the club was a drunken mistake Kaitlyn hoped to leave in her past, but all that hope went down the drain when she showed up at work the next morning to find out her one night stand was her new boss. She immediately decided within herself to pretend nothing happened but two major factors were going to hinder that. The sexual tension and the boss himself.

The night before our wedding, Jason Scott receives the cancer diagnosis of my adopted younger sister, Helena Sanderson. His expression falters, and he says indignantly, "We'll cancel the wedding tomorrow, Victoria. Helena is very fragile now. I can't risk upsetting her at this point in time." I reply, "I don't agree with it! Why would my wedding upset her?" Jason doesn't show any displeasure after my rejection. He even thoughtfully prepares a glass of milk for me. … When I wake up the next morning, I realize the house that should be full of excitement is eerily quiet. Anxious, I dial Jason's number 99 times. He only picks up the call on my 100th try. "Where did my wedding dress and shoes go?" I ask. Jason falls silent for a moment. His tone is apologetic when he replies, "I'm sorry, Victoria. Helena wants to experience being a bride once. I can't let her leave with regrets. Please bear with this for now. I'll make it up to you once she passes away peacefully." As the line goes dead, I sit frozen on the bed, unable to recover for some time. … A month later, while Jason is on his honeymoon, I send the livestream of my wedding announcement with his rival, Frank Lawrent, directly onto his phone. Jason regrets it bitterly.