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“Do I look odd to you?”My throat tightens up…My eyes trace the black ink swirls of his sleeve tattoo, and the breeze carries his scent to me. I feel overwhelmed with the urge to touch the markings on his skin, to run my fingers through his dark hair.Desire, sharp as a blade, slices through me and I’m shocked at myself, unsure of where it came from.Vanessa thought she was lucky to find her fated mate. But on the day of their ceremony, he chooses her best friend to be his Luna instead. He scorns their bond and humiliates her, quickly turning her into the pariah of the pack and ruining her future. Then lures her with an explanation, before nearly killing her. She’s saved by Shawn–Alpha of a riv

The cursed Alpha has claimed five lives. I was never meant to survive him—until a witch gave me a Redemption Code and a warning: I could cheat death only three times. Now I’m trapped in Kade’s world—a blindfolded Alpha feared by all, born from a forbidden union and cursed to destroy everything he touches. But every time I overcome the fear he plants in me, a black rose petal tattoo blooms on my skin—protecting me from the very curse meant to consume me. He says I’m different. That I might be the one to break his curse. That the tattoos mean I’m becoming immune. But I’m not here to save him. I’m here to survive him. And if the only way out of this bond is to pretend… then I’ll

Stanley Hamilton and I were basically Southport's favorite hate-watch couple. For Elodie—my oh-so-perfect adopted sister—he wrecked my company and had my parents thrown in prison. I, in turn, drove Elodie to her death, making him watch as she jumped off a rooftop. Our forced marriage? Just a slow ride from mutual disgust straight into mutual destruction. Then came the car explosion. Stanley, who'd hated me forever, still used his last breath to shove me out of the blast. "Vivienne Weston, one lifetime tangled with you is enough. If there's a next one, let's never meet." He touched the tattoo of Elodie's name on his neck, smiling faintly as the flames took him. After he died, I wandere

BOOK ONE:[AN AFFAIR WITH MY HUSBAND] Gianna never expected that a wild night of drunken passion would lead to a spontaneous marriage to Tobias Whitlock, a man she barely knew. But after disappearing and leaving behind only a tattoo and a memory, she thought she'd left that chapter behind—until fate drags her back into Tobias’s life. Saved by a mafia boss, Gianna is given a dangerous mission: seduce Tobias, ruin his reputation, and break his heart. Adopting the name Renee Wilson, she enters Tobias’s world as a maid, determined to carry out the plan. But when she sees Tobias again, a strange connection stirs between them. She can't shake the feeling that they’ve met before, and Tobias seem

After a drunken night inside a high-end bar leads to a one-night stand with a stranger. Everything is blurry on Zoe’s part, but she sees the stranger’s tribal tattoo covering his left shoulder and chest. *** ZOE is a graduating college student from Manhattan. She’s a scholar of a well-known company that deals with cars. She lives in four corners of a small apartment with her mother, Iris. They’re living a simple and peaceful life not until her mother brought her to a party and she finds herself standing in front of an old man. At first, she has no idea that her mother is about to sell her not until a stranger comes in, who happens to be the old man’s son named Helios. Zoe was gra

Hazel Skai didn’t marry into the powerful Varyn family for love. She married to survive… and to find the mother who abandoned her. But one year later, her marriage to Kaden Varyn is nothing but silence and cold distance. No heir. No affection. And no sign that things will ever change. Desperate and cornered, Hazel makes a reckless decision at the Varyn family ball. In the dark of a stranger’s room, she finally gives in to the one thing her husband has never given her. The next morning, she sees the truth. The man she spent the night with has a dragon tattoo across his chest. Kaden Varyn hates tattoos. Which means the man in her bed was never her husband. Nikolai Varyn left Sky Shade

Ten years. Ten years I gave Viktor Volkov everything; my hands, my loyalty, my designs, my silence. When his father stepped in front of a moving truck to save my life and died on that pavement, I became his son's by debt. By duty. And somewhere along the way, by something far more dangerous than either. Love. Foolish, one-sided, ruinous love. Now the doors of the Volkov estate are closing behind me with the quiet finality of a verdict. No argument. No goodbye worth remembering. Just the click of a latch and the ghost of a matching tattoo Viktor had lasered off his wrist before she arrived Elara Conti, all silk and Italian marble, the woman he chose in the time it took me to stop pretendi

"Is that tattoo real?" she asked, her voice trembling. Edgar looked at her, confused. "Yes,I got it on a trip to Hawaii, years ago. Why do you ask?" Elma's heart raced as she realized the truth. "You're him," she whispered. "You're the man who raped me." Edgar's expression changed, going from confusion to realization. "Elma, I swear, I had no idea. I would never hurt you. I love you." But Elma couldn't listen. She screamed at him, tears streaming down her face. "How could you do this to me? How could you marry me and not tell me who you really are?" A wild encounter leads to a devastating turn of events. Haunted by his past mistake, Gael Edgar enters into a contract marriage

After years of struggling to survive, Akayda Jordan finally lands her dream job — personal assistant/secretary in one of the best companies in the whole of California. To celebrate her new beginning, she decides to give one last “performance” at the elite club she’s about to leave behind. One night. One masked encounter. One forbidden act. But fate twists cruelly. The man she had danced for in the dark turns out to be her new boss — Damian Knight. He’s engaged. She’s desperate to keep her secret buried. But when Damian starts sensing something achingly familiar about his new assistant — the scent of her perfume, the way she looks away when he stares too long — the walls between them b

Iris watched her family die right before her eyes. Her family's hard work igniting in flames while he stepped into the flames like he owned it. She hated him. He killed her family . He stole her life. He saw her as his new toy. He so badly wants to leave scars on her. On her body and on her mind. He is the king of destruction that has killed thousands without blinking an eye. She's frail and little but her mind is like that of a chess player. Calm and cold. Always three moves ahead. Now Cassian Donatelli has her. Snake tattoo at his throat. Eyes as Cold as winter. The man the world calls king, and she calls monster. He questions her for weeks until she breaks. He touches her