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Alexa is a hardworking person. Always helping her mom after her dad disappear. One day of her existence, she met a guy named Daniel. Mirana the sister of Daniel have search planets by planet in order to kill her older brother. Daniel is the heir in Aleris and Mirana wants to kill him to take the throne. As soon as Mirana finds out that he’s on earth, she send thousands of ships to attack earth. Daniel without knowing the planned attack contacted one of his friends to help him get out of earth, so that his sister might not find him. But everything’s too late. Earth is now a warzone. So Daniel have to go, leaving earth behind and hoping that no other planet will suffer the same faith. Before leaving, Daniel met with Alexa and tells her everything. She also has some questions about her true being that is describe by her mother before it died due to the attack. Alexa without a heartbeat, leaves with Daniel. As they were on the ship, Daniel needs an army of himself to fight with his sister. Knowing how powerful Mirana has been after she killed their parents. Daniel now seeks out people from different planets and galaxies who are willing to fight beside him. Alexa, still searching for herself within the stars have been hoping to know who she really is but Daniel doesn’t care whether what she is. As soon as Daniel have gathered his own army, he plan to attack Mirana. He finds a way to lure Mirana and fights her for the throne. Then he finds out something he didn't expect. Now he must decide whether to kill Mirana and acquire the throne? Or save Mirana to save Alexa?

My name is Rayna Giancarlo and I’m many things. I’m an abused daughter, the school ridicule, the abused fiancée, the vengeful daughter, the bitter niece, the runaway wife. But not for much longer. I won’t always be a victim. Soon I’ll rise up from the flames like a Phoenix and then I’ll burn everyone who had ever wronged me to ashes.

All my life, I've only wanted one thing. LOVE. Why, you might ask? It is because love is like honey and poison stirred together, love is like heaven and hell all rolled into one. LOVE. It is also the one thing that killed my father, drove my sister to insanity and lead me into the arms of the Mafia King. My name is Lily, and this is my story.

When I was at my absolute poorest, I got sucked into some kind of survival game. The challenge was to survive 7 days on just 50 dollars, and the winner would walk away with a million dollars. As someone who might as well be certified as a professional at being broke, I knew exactly how to survive on next to nothing. That prize money had my name written all over it.

Travis "Punch" Mitchell is not just any wolf shifter. He should absolutely be illegal, everything about him is sculpted by the goddess herself. He is the lead enforcer of the Flying Death, one of the most deadly and notorious packs there is. Alpha Axel "Dozer" Dennison adopted him and knew immediately that Punch was no ordinary pup. It takes a killer to know a killer. As fate would have it, Alpha Dozer has a beautiful daughter nobody dares to go near. Punch however, is already closer than anyone else to the female. They are in a constant tit for tat with each other, neither ever winning and always walking away frustrated with the other. He's a lot of bark, but no bite when it comes to her. Hazel Dennison is a girl who knows what she wants but is extremely immature with how she gets it. Punch is not only her ultimate nemesis, he is her crush. Her dream mate who wants nothing to do with her. Little does she know he's the female he loves to hate. When she takes matters into her own hands and dates another Alpha's son, Punch can't just sit back. Unfortunately for him, pack business interferes in his love life and everything goes upside down. Excerpt: I find myself leaning against the wall by his room, grateful my parents’ room is downstairs. "Go to bed,” I hear, barely above a whisper. "No,” I say, defiantly, turning to face his door. Either he sensed my heartbeat out here or he smelled me. Maybe both. I can’t wait to have my wolf. This sucks. He needs to know I’m not backing down. I’m not a dumb pup, I more than know what I want. Him. However I can get him.

When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room. He blindfolded her with his hankie before dragging her towards the bed. Her heartbeat accelerated. She could feel that he was her man. She asked, "is it you, baby?" He pushed her onto the bed and gazed at her perfect slender body with profound desires in his eyes. He hovered her and tied her wrists with his tie to the headboard. *** She could never stop her heart from beating for him since the day she saw him despite knowing that he would never retaliate to her feelings as for him she was only his best friend's sister. She was so innocent and pure like holy water, and he was messed up and a monster whom anybody definitely wouldn't like to come across. She had never dated anyone in her entire life because, for her, the love of her life was everything. On the other hand, he never believed in all this. For him, "love" didn't exist; it was all about physical needs. His mere presence was enough to relieve her pain; he was like oxygen to her, while on the other hand, he didn't even acknowledge her presence. Her love was so pure and selfless that it could make anyone fall for it because it's not easy to love someone who is forbidden. But will he ever witness her love? Will he ever love her as purely as she loves him? Will her one-sided love ever be fulfilled? If you want to know, then follow the journey of a tempting biker and his secret admirer.

As I walked through the dimly lit hallway, my heart was still racing, my breath uneven from the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed me in the last few hours. Then, my eyes flickered up, catching sight of the metal plaque bolted to the doorpost "Wing 1." A cold chill ran down my spine. My body went rigid as Otto’s letter flashed vividly in my mind, the words echoing as if he said it directly to my face "Room 316. Wing 2." No. No. No. No. Oh, God. A sickening wave of realization crashed over me, leaving me breathless. The man in the grey suit… He had smiled, nodded, and gestured me down this hallway. So confident. So sure. And like a fool, I had followed. I had made a mistake. A colossal, irreversible mistake. My stomach twisted violently as the truth settled in, thick and suffocating. I had entered the wrong wing. The wrong room. The wrong bed. I had given myself to a stranger. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, drowning out everything else. The world tilted, my vision blurred. What had I done? How far is too far? In this encapsulating masterpiesce, Sucre is down for whatever gets him closer to taking revenge on Otto - his twin brother's killer. But, would he really do all that is necessary? Would he chose his ambition over that of Luca the cartel’s underboss and his lover? Can he stop the knife and gun violence on campus and win the five million dollars prize money? Dive into a story of love, betrayal, romance and suspense. The Cartel’s Forbidden Love is a gripping and intriguing read that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.

When Aria Thorn returns to her pack after a year in exile, she expects nothing but whispers of shame and Damien Blackthorn’s cold rejection still haunting her. Instead, she steps into a battlefield of power and betrayal. The once-proud Shadowfang pack now belongs to Alpha Riven Cade—a ruthless warrior who rebuilt it from ruin, feared for his iron control and merciless command. Damien, her former lover and childhood friend, has risen to power as a cunning strategist. His ambition burns brighter than ever—claim the Alpha seat, claim the pack, and claim Aria as his Luna, no matter the cost. But destiny has other plans. On the night of Aria’s return, under the blazing eyes of the Moonlight Ceremony, she is branded with a mate bond before the entire pack. Not with Damien. With Riven. What begins as survival spirals into a war of love and power. Riven demands her loyalty but offers no warmth, every clash between them simmering with fury and forbidden desire. Damien manipulates allies, whispering poison into ears until the pack itself begins to fracture. And as betrayal seeps through the ranks, Aria’s buried Shadowfang bloodline awakens—its power tied to a prophecy that could unite the Alphas or destroy them all. Her grandmother’s dying visions warn her: one Alpha she loves must die. Allies vanish. Missions are sabotaged. Blood spills beneath the full moon. Caught between her cold, fated Alpha and her dangerous ex-lover, Aria must choose: save her people beside Riven—or surrender to vengeance and risk becoming the storm that ends them all. Every heartbeat brings her closer to the truth: love is war, destiny is betrayal, and her Shadowfang bloodline is both her greatest weapon—and her deadliest curse.

The evening air was biting cold, sending shivers down Cole's spine. She was sure she'd turn into an icicle when, without warning, Vincent gently scooped her up. A soft gasp escaped her lips as he settled them both across the length of the bed, pulling her close as he draped an extra blanket over their entwined forms. A warm blush bloomed across Cole's cheeks as she became acutely aware of their intimate position. But Vincent, with his steady composure, seemed entirely unbothered, simply relaxing into the bed’s softness. "Get some sleep," he murmured, his voice a soothing rumble that resonated in her chest. Sensing her gaze, he added, "The power will be back on once the damage is repaired. So… just stay close to me until then." Cole took a deep breath, willing her racing heart to calm. Slowly, she let herself melt into his embrace, resting her head on his broad chest. The faint scent of spring blossoms and cypress swirled around her, a fragrance that felt both comforting and familiar. She nestled closer, the warmth of his body chasing away the chill as sleep began to tug at her eyelids. With each steady beat of his heart, Cole felt a sense of peace she hadn't known she needed. She smiled softly, the rhythm of his heartbeat the most beautiful melody, lulling her into the comfort of dreams. As survivors of a collapsed society, a group of doctors are the world's last hope for a cure. In order to protect each other and the future, they've worked in secret. Preserving resources which become scarcer year after year. Among these survivors, a pair of doctors endure challenges as a deadly contagion spreads. Against better judgment, an unexpected bond develops between them and their patient.

A sharp pull by my wrist bought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirk face saying it all. His eyes are gazing my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I won’t give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. _______________________ This is the story of Payal Mehra and Kabir Khurana who are bound by vows in the sacred bond of marriage which was not in their to do list. But yet they are.