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MATURE CONTENT 18+ Emily Taylor had it all, a promising future, a fiancé she trusted, and a quiet life within her family’s powerful legacy. But on the eve of her wedding, everything shatters. Betrayed by the very people she loved most, including her stepmother and her best friend, Emily is sold off to a dangerous mafia boss named Marco Martini, cold, commanding, and feared by all. What begins as a forced marriage rooted in deception slowly evolves into something neither of them expected. Beneath Marco’s ruthless exterior lies a man haunted by his own past, and as Emily fights to survive in his brutal world, she discovers a strength she never knew she had and a spark between them that refuses to die. But the threats keep mounting. Emily becomes the target of violent attacks and cruel schemes, all while struggling to navigate a world of power, blood, and betrayal. Just when she begins to trust again, a final truth unravels. Now, with a baby on the way and her life hanging by a thread, Emily must face the mastermind behind it all in a final showdown that will demand everything she’s become. Lies will fall. Love will rise. And Emily will choose her fate.

She rules her world,she sets the pace. Pretty poison. Driven by revenge and the never quenched hunger for blood and vengeance. She's a one woman army, and the Mafia Bosslady. But will the iron lady ever bend?

Two young boys were split apart by tragic circumstances. Morbius kidnaps and tortures his twin for the life that he has had to live. Jefferson mourns the brother he has lost while fighting to keep his own dragon sane. On orders to bring in more of his kind, Morbius takes an unknown human woman whose scent was disguised. Once she gets to the facility, where he works as the head assassin, he realizes that she is his mate. The only one that he and his brother will ever get. He’s under orders to be apart of her pain while he keeps his brother as his own self torture. When Jefferson realizes how far his brother will go to break him, he plots his own chance to get his revenge on the brother he once loved so much. In the end blood will not be thicker than water. They both must come to terms with there past to stop themselves from losing the only future they will ever have.

He said I couldn’t do it, but he was wrong. An old professor at UCLA promised me that I would make nothing of myself, so I made sure I did. To the tune of billions. I’m only a little cocky about it. Yachts, parties, and one-night events pretty much spell out my life. And all of it works well until I run into a beauty I can’t get out of my head. But we’re keeping it friendly and casual until we aren’t. There’s just one problem. Her old man hates me. And for good reason. He was my UCLA professor. He’s dead set against me becoming anything important to his little girl, but the old man’s got it all backward. I’m not looking to make an example out of our passion or prove a point. This isn’t about hit it and quit it. His daughter is mine, and he might kick me out, but she’s letting me all the way in.

Austin Brad, a university guy whose father was killed by his best friend found it difficult to accept and seeks revenge at all cost. His only dream was to kill Adrian Beckett, the guy who killed his father but will he succeed? This story is mainly about how the two arch enemy grew to become lovers and how they set aside their differences despite the impossibilities and life threatening phases.

||Book one of the "TWILIGHT OF THE GODS" series|| Fairies are psychopaths, and Pixies are demons, don't dare trust them. Lycunwolves, Vampyres, monsters and myths are very real, don't fuck with them. The Earth Year 3084, is not at its best. Earth is in ruin after the Third World war -The Ascension - and only one continent survived the bloodbath, and are ruled by four Emperors who makes rules to fit their thirst. This story leads three, destiny's protégés. • A Hunter who has barely escaped the claws of death • A Witch who's body inhibits two souls... • A spoiled rich ingenious bratty Sage... All three must fight to survive, they must crawl to escape the darkness, they must fight to find peace, and kill to save life. Following the cords of fate, after the great battle millions of years ago, between the god Ekron: of darkness and chaos, and Vyorn: goddess of Nature, earth falls into darkness, filled with slaughters, torture, war, blood shed and tyranny. Only these three predestined heroes, will brighten up the dark, defeat their foes and free Vyorn.

Ryan, an outstanding police officer with the highest criminal arrest rate in the city. He is kind toward the innocent but cruel and violent to the criminal. There is no pity for those who oppressed the weak. This is a typical system and transmigration story, but, rather than meet truck-san, he is killed by a serial killer he has chased for years. Join his journey on world hopping with his snobbish system to resurrect back into his original world and apprehend the serial killer. Well, due to his good luck anyway, he meets the serial killer's reincarnation in every world he went into and continuing the game of cat and mouse between them. "Change the cannon fodder's fate? Who cares about that! As long as I can catch him by my own hands, I'll even become the devil himself!" (What rotten luck. I got a rather peculiar host this time -Sigh- Host! You need to finish your mission at least! Grab some points, damn it!) This is a work of fiction and purely comes from the writer's imagination. And the cover picture is not mine. Credit to the real owner.

The infamous Aleksander Konstantinov is an important executive with an impeccable name, a perfect image and a life that every mortal would like to have. Although pragmatic, by day he is a correct being, apparently the prince charming that women look for in a fairy tale, being in reality insidious, because when the moon rises he is a crooked, frivolous man, he is dangerous, at night his dark side and The most evil desires take over his dark and implacable soul, unleashing all the demons in him.

A plane crash tore my husband and his twin brother apart. One survived. One did not. When I rushed to the hospital, I saw my brother-in-law, who had just survived the crash, locked in a passionate kiss with his wife. My husband? He lay lifeless in the morgue. Blinded by grief, I stumbled down the stairs…and lost the child I had spent three years longing for. Three years passed. Just as I was finally learning to breathe without him, I overheard a conversation between his closest friend and my brother-in-law: "How long do you plan to keep pretending to be your brother? Alicia is your legal wife." He adjusted his glasses, voice icy and distant. "I swore to my brother I'd protect Emily for the rest of my life. I am him now. As for Alicia… let her be the debt I carry into my next life." That's when I learned the truth. It was the brother-in-law who died in the crash. My husband, the man I had mourned all those years, had taken on his brother's identity to stay by Emily's side, the unattainable woman he had always secretly loved. So then what about me? The woman clinging to old memories, living in torture for three years. What was I to him?

After my stepsister, Jennifer Nichols, died in a tragic accident, Julian Asher hated me for ten whole years. He was the youngest star attorney in Vaxton Bay. He was always calm and composed, yet he never once hid his disgust toward me. I gave up everything for him: my education, my family, my friends, even the inheritance I was meant to receive. I stayed by his side through the grueling bar exam and the brutal early days of his career. But all he ever said was, "Miley, if you really want to please me, go ahead and die." The only woman he ever loved in this lifetime was my stepsister. And I realized that far too late. It wasn't until a fire broke out unexpectedly in the courthouse archives and I was trapped upstairs that something changed. Julian ran in to save me. The blaze devoured everything in its path. In the end, he shoved me out of the rubble. The collapsing steel beams crashed down on him. Blood spilled everywhere. Outside the operating room, I fell to my knees, begging the heavens to let him live. Before he died, he left me one final message with the doctor. "Miley, I hope we never meet again in the next life." At his funeral, his mother slapped me hard across the face—again and again. "You're a cursed wretch. Killing Jennifer wasn't enough for you; now you've killed my son too. I never should've agreed to let Julian marry you." His father dragged me to my knees by my hair, forcing me to kneel. "This is all my fault. I was too soft-hearted. Julian saved you three times, and all you ever brought him was misery!" Everyone believed I was the reason Julian died. And deep down, I believed it too. In the end, I slit my wrists and took my own life—only to awaken back in university, at the very moment we was supposed to get engaged. This time, I made a choice. I would not chase after him again. I would step aside and let him be with the one he loved most—my stepsister, Jennifer.