My Boyfriend's A Zombie

She vowed never to love again… but he refuses to let her go. Avni, A young Indian widow, scarred by loss and betrayal, has built walls so high that no man can breach them. Cold, unyielding, and distant, she rejects every suitor who dares to approach her. Love has no place in her shattered heart—until Robert enters her life. Robert Taylor—wealthy, powerful, and relentless—is her late husband's elder brother. The first time he saw her was on the day of her wedding; the second, at his brother’s funeral. And from that moment, he knew—she was meant to be his. Now, with nothing standing in his way, Robert is determined to claim the woman he has always desired. But she resists him with every ounce of strength she has. She despises men, fights the undeniable pull between them, and refuses to surrender to his charm. Yet Robert is nothing if not patient. With subtle seduction, unwavering persistence, and a deep, abiding passion, he slowly melts the ice around her heart. As their undeniable chemistry ignites, past wounds and hidden fears threaten to tear them apart. Can she let go of her pain and trust him? Can he heal her shattered soul and prove that love, once lost, can be found again? A tale of passion, persistence, and a love that refuses to be denied—dive into this unforgettable journey and discover if love can truly conquer all.

“So then what do you want? Tell me.” That question isn’t one easily answered. Her eyes are pleading with me, searching my own for any sign. She’s vulnerable and so innocent right now, and that excites me. The predator in me wants to play and I just can’t resist. I need a taste. Just one more. Demetrius is over his meaningless cursed life. He’s ruthless, cruel and doesn’t care for many, a true monster. Even still, he feels alone, misunderstood, and longs for something new and exciting, until one day by a chance encounter he meets Xenia, a human woman, who is all of those things. He despises humans, but aside from the physical attraction something about her is different. Realizing she is a temptation that he can’t afford, he makes the decision to cut her from his life, but when she is marked by another, he is forced to reveal his true self, bringing her into his dark world of the damned. Keeping his true feelings hidden and explaining her presence to the others while protecting her from the creatures that roam night, creatures she never even knew existed, will be difficult enough. But there’s an even bigger issue: How do you fight a temptation you can’t get away from?

In her previous life, Zoey was killed before realizing that she had misidentified the man who saved her life back then. After being reborn, she kicked away the scumbag man and vowed to take back all the honors she once gifted to her enemies. The most important thing, firmly hold onto the scumbag's uncle's disabled thighs. Some people say: That Zoey, has nothing but borrowing Russell's influence. Financial tycoons, medical godfathers, beautiful movie queens, and tech gurus have all come forward: "Sorry, our zoey never rely on men." The whole network is in an uproar! Everyone is guessing what their relationship was. The next day the video came out, a certain disabled guy not only stood up, but also blocked the little petite wife in the corner, "Zoey, you are mine!"

When I'm eight months pregnant, my husband, Levi West, becomes a donor to help his ex-girlfriend get pregnant. He even brings her and their illegitimate child home, wanting me to serve them. I refuse, and he calls me inhumane. "Audie's lost her husband—what's so bad about her wanting to have a child? You're a woman, too! How can you be so cruel?" I leave the house in anger, but Levi doesn't care. "Where can a country girl like you go when you're so heavily pregnant? You're going to come back and beg me to take you in again!" I head to the hospital to get an abortion. Then, I return to the countryside and rear pigs with my grandmother. Later, when Levi sees my flat belly and asks to see our child, I throw a handful of ashes in his face. "There you go. It's all there."

I had always confused my husband and his twin brother because they were identical twins. Once, I mistook my husband’s brother for him and made a terrible mistake, which I wish I could take back. But then my husband told me that his brother died three years ago. So who was the one I had seen last night?

One is reliving in the past while the other is haunted by the past. Laura Williams is honest but an apathetic woman, she has only one goal in life and that is revenge. Adrian Hawthorne is dominant but complicated. The day Adrian demand Laura to be his personal secretary, is the day their life's change for better and worst.

His eyes darkened as he leaned closer, placing a finger on my mouth. “Uh-uh, what did I say you call me when we're alone?” My body tingled with heat. “Daddy?” “Urgh…” A guttural groan tore from his chest. “Yes, baby?” My mind spaced for a second and Andre took advantage of that, tucking his hands under my legs and carrying me bridal style. “Andre, what are you doing?!” I shriek, dangling my legs in the air. “Finishing what we started, baby.” he chuckled, heading straight for the front door. I shook my head in bemusement. His daughter just found out about us and his brain goes straight to sex? Men… I wasn't any better though as I just waited for him to cross that threshold and pounce on me, instead of dissuading him. He strode over to the loveseat couch, sliding me down his body before pushing me back to the couch. Propped up on my elbows, I looked up at him with hooded eyes, only for the the door knob to flip. My eyes widened and instantly, I jerked up to my feet, coming to stand behind Andre. I had no idea who it was as Claire would have just barged right in. The door opening seemed to take several minutes but in reality, it was only seconds. It swung inwards to reveal Leila, the last person I was expecting to see. She took one look at us and wasn't in the least bit surprised. “So it's true?” Those cold grey eyes moved over to me. “You're the whore that's fucking my husband?”

I once broke Vincent’s heart, and he once left without a goodbye. Years later, fate brought us back together —me, an ordinary girl struggling to survive, and him, a powerful billionaire with the world at his feet. What began as an unexpected reunion quickly turned into a storm of love and pain . Between setups that threatened to destroy me, a love I thought I had lost forever, and the haunting scars of our past, I am forced to make a choice: will I surrender to the pull of his arms and the promise of redemption, or let our story shatter once more into heartbreak?

Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it became an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. **** Her husband was a monster, but he'd saved her from her past and a life of torture. She loved him like every captive grew to love their captor. Everything went to hell, however, when she fought back and ran from home, stumbling into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now hellbent on killing her. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She really should have remembered that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her all the way to Italy. If she had, maybe she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.

“Of course, I love you,” I whispered, my voice trembling with desire as I looked into Gabriel’s intense gray eyes. “But you need to be careful. We can’t let my brother find out.” He pressed me firmly against the wall, his lips brushing my ear. “I’m always careful, my little doll,” he murmured, his voice raw with need. “But right now, this man” he pointed at his hard member “needs to be inside that sweet pu**y of yours.” With a swift, passionate movement, he lifted me and laid me gently on the bed, his deepening as he circled his tongue all over my mouth. Ava Morales returns to Switzerland, haunted by her tragic past. But Gabriel Pierce, her brother’s energetic billionaire best friend, offers her an unexpected escape. As she begins to let go of the darkness and revenge she carried, their deepening connection seems like a new beginning. However, just as Ava believes she has found her haven, a shocking truth about Gabriel threatens to unravel everything she thought she knew. Can she handle the weight of his secrets, or will the revelations destroy her forever?