No Straight Roads 2

The ongoing story of Pregnant with Four Alphas’ Babies! Continue Rose and her mates' story in this romantic reverse harem romance about the next generation of wolf shifter royals! Who said having quads would be easy? Twenty years after Rose gave birth to her Alphas’ babies, she now serves as Luna Queen and rules alongside her four Alphas of the Dark Forest kingdom, preparing their sons to take over. Their daughter Trisha, still sporting a head of dark curly hair and just ahead of her twenty-first birthday when yet to meet her wolf, is in the habit of going out of the castle in disguise. She soon finds that a mysterious force is drawing her to a faraway kingdom. Along her journey, she meets three gorgeous Alphas who all have alluring scents, but she doesn’t believe in the mate bond, does she? Meanwhile, Ethan, also almost twenty-one and one of the two boys groomed for the Dark Forest throne, meets a beautiful dark-haired woman while on a royal assignment. She hates royals with a passion, but Ethan is determined to change her mind. Will the descendants of the breeder find happiness? Or will Trisha’s travels to an enemy kingdom lead to disaster for everyone? Either way, what they are about to experience will change Dark Forest forever!

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS RAW MATURE CONTENT. I watched him kill three men without breaking a sweat. Now I'm trapped on an island with him. My crime? Walking two blocks alone in New York City. My punishment? Zade Konstantin—a killer with silver eyes who looks at me like I'm both precious and prey. My father's enemies want me. Not dead. Alive. To torture, break, and send back in pieces. I've seen the photographs of what they do to mafia daughters. The images haunt my nightmares. So now I'm hidden away on a Greek island with the most dangerous man I've ever met. He's supposed to protect me. Keep me safe. Maintain professional distance. Except the way he watches me isn't professional. The way his hands shake when he touches me during training? That's not distant. The way he groans my name through the bathroom door when he thinks I can't hear? That's definitely not just a job. I should hate him. He stalked me for weeks. Put a bag over my head. Drugged me. Made every decision about my life without asking. What starts as hate becomes hunger. Forbidden touches in the moonlight. His mouth on my skin. My body surrendering to desires I didn't know I had. He's teaching me that good girls can want dark things. That cages lined with passion are still cages. That falling for your captor might be the most dangerous game of all. Until I realize the man inside me, the man I'm falling for, has been my betrayal from the very beginning. Some men protect you. Some men destroy you. Zade Konstantin does both.

Amberleigh Dubois never expected to find herself in this position twice, pregnant and alone. But she should've known the billionaire's offer was too good to be true, two million dollars to have his child. Following Grayson Godwin's shocking shotgun engagement, she returned back to the Cobra Club to try and pick up the pieces of her life. At least until a familiar face shows up. Leo Clemonte just may prove to be her happy ending to this dark fairytale after all. But then comes the call that changes everything, Grayson abducted, held for a hefty ransom. And just like that Amberleigh finds herself entangled with the billionaire once more. To find him before it's too late will take no princess. But a girl born and raised in The Fringe. But does a girl like her ever really get a happy ending?

Rose Johnson Kapoor He called me a lioness. He taught me how to be one. But what he failed to understand was that I'm more than just the lioness—I'm a rose with thorns-who'll bring him to his knees. Ryan Johnson walked away, left without a second glance shattering my heart and left me bleeding. But I’m done waiting. Done crying for someone who easily discarded me. I’ve crossed oceans to claim what’s mine and make him suffer. He'd forced me to submit—to bend, to surrender. But this time, he’ll be kneeling and begging. What he doesn’t know, that I’m not just here to ruin him—I’m here to own him. To carve my name into his world the way he once carved himself into my soul. He'll feel every ounce of my wrath. And when I'm done, he'll beg to be mine. Yet, there's something I can't escape-a truth, I refuse to face. A question-For how long I'll be able to hold on to my hate-or-the secret I'm hiding. Especially when he shows the side of him that I'd never seen before. ____ Ryan Johnson I knew she’d come. My lioness never accepts defeat. I thought leaving was right, but all I did was destroy the only thing that mattered. Now, she’s here. And she wants war. She wants me to suffer, to pay. What she doesn’t realize is, I already have. I’ve been on my knees for her since the day I walked away. But she won’t break me. If she wants a fight, I’ll give her one. Because I don’t just want her rage—I want all of her. Yet, as I pull her back into my world, something lurks in the shadows-A threat we've to fight.

Emerson and Quinn, now step-siblings try to navigate their new normal. But what will happen when they both start leaning on other people? Emerson tries to move on, but the boy she loves is around every corner, literally. Quinn has reverted to his bullying ways. After all, hurting Em is what he does best. But some things aren’t adding up. The few people that Em trusted completely seem to be the very ones that are deceiving her. In order to cope, Em turns to her pills that she had weaned herself off of. She isn’t sleeping, and paranoia is getting the best of her. Once again, Em and Quinn have to fight.. for themselves, for each other, and to survive.

Despite a decade of marriage, Simon never once shared my bed, claiming that he had pledged himself to ascetic practices and that it was beneath him. I thought that he suffered from some shameful ailment and guarded his secret like a devoted fool, until my birthday, when I came home to find him entangled with a brothel worker before the floor-length mirror. When I lunged forward in rage, he drove a shard of that broken mirror straight through my heart. When I awoke, I was gripping my phone, its screen illuminating a message Simon had just sent: [I’ll still give you a lavish wedding, but the marriage certificate? That belongs to her.]

“แต่งกับหญิงอัปลักษณ์ใบหน้าของนางน่าเกลียดน่ากลัวจนคนเห็นเป็นลมล้มพับไปก็หลายคนแล้ว ท่านอ๋องฝ่าบาททรงคิดอะไรอยู่”

เรื่องราวความอบอุ่นยัง ยัง ไม่จบลงในเมื่อ องค์ชายแฝดผู้ซึ่งอุปนิสัยแตกต่างกันสุดขั้ว จะมาโลดแล่นโดยฝีมือสร้างสรรค์ของจันทร์ส่องแสงอีกครั้ง เรื่องราวต่อจาก นี้จะเป็นเช่นไร จะสุขเศร้าและอบอุ่นใจแค่ไหน เตรียมน้ำตา และรอยยิ้มไว้ให้พร้อม ความรักหาบังคับได้ไม่ แต่ความผูกพันมีค่าเกินกว่าจะทำลายมัน อย่าเสียน้ำตาหากเราต้องพรากจากกัน แต่จงยิ้มรับ และเฝ้ารอว่าสักวันเราจะมาพบกันอีกครั้ง

Fedora Smith was done with love. Finished. Buried. Betrayal had ripped out her heart and torched it—her boyfriend of four years and her best friend of twenty-five caught pants down on the very anniversary sheets she gifted him. And their excuses? “You’re not attractive anymore.” “You took too long to marry him.” Fine. If love was a game, she was rewriting the rules. Now, she runs The Bridal Fix, an elite agency providing fake marriages for a steep price—rent-a-bride services for men needing to fool their families, secure an inheritance, or stage the perfect breakup. Fifteen weddings, fifteen divorces—no strings, no mess. Just business. Until Judah Carlstone. He hires her like the rest—one contract, one wedding, one payday. But Judah asks too many questions. Looks at her too long. And when he smirks and says— "Tell me, Fedora… how does it feel to say ‘I do’ and not mean it?" For the first time in years, she has no answer. Because this was never supposed to feel real.

I chase my six-year-old daughter out of the house on a cold winter day. I cut her new clothes to pieces and dirty her dainty little face with mud. Then, I give her all my savings. She looks at me tearfully and reaches out for me, wanting me to hold her. However, I harden my heart and push her away, saying, "Leave! Go to Bowen Group and look for their CEO, Logan Bowen. Show him my death certificate and your DNA test—he'll take you in." She sobs while looking at me. "Don't you want me anymore, Mommy? Let's go look for Daddy together." After a brief silence, I say, "I can't go with you. I lied to him back then to have you." Yes, I'm a liar. I orchestrated everything from meeting Logan, dating him, to ultimately leaving him with his child in my womb. Even the death certificate I've given my daughter is fake. From beginning to end, I've lied to him about everything except our daughter.