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Dominic, a prestigious alpha who buys a company in decline, never imagined that one of the department heads would be his destined mate, a young man named Aidan. There are two problems though. They are both engaged. But the worst thing is that Aidan claims to be beta and has no interest in forming a bond with him. Only Dominic isn't that easy to evade when he finds his thing and he'll find out he's wrong in this story. Notice: This work is a BxB Adaptation of Yomega.

She lives on her own terms. He’s living on borrowed time. Neither of them planned on falling—especially not for each other. Blue has made a life out of leaving. Her summer is all dusty boots, soft sunsets, and smoky guitar covers shared with millions of followers from the back of her boho van. Portland was supposed to be a quick visit—just her best friend, a short-term gig harvesting,, and a little time to breathe.But then there’s Teddy.He’s the brooding, blue-eyed lead singer of No Name, the local grunge band with a sound that hits like a bruise and a smile that makes her forget how to breathe. He’s wild onstage and guarded off of it, carrying secrets behind that slow-burning gaze. He’s everything she never wanted: complicated, magnetic, dangerous in a way that feels too good to ignore.What starts as stolen glances and flirtation under stage lights turns into something hotter, deeper, harder to walk away from.They come from different worlds—but under the heat of a summer that feels endless, they collide in all the wrong ways that somehow feel right.And the only thing harder than falling for him… is trusting he won’t break her.

Il la fixa longuement. Trop longuement. Le cœur de Dolores cognait contre sa poitrine. Mais elle ne baissa pas les yeux. Pas devant lui. Pas ici. Pas maintenant. Alexander Manchester. PDG insupportablement charismatique. Froid. Arrogant. Intouchable. Le genre d’homme devant qui tout plie… sauf elle. Son regard était une lame. Tranchante. Invasive. Elle chercha un doute, un frémissement, un signe de faiblesse. Rien. Juste la détermination glacée d’un homme habitué à obtenir ce qu’il veut. — Je dois assister à une réunion pour le partage des parts de l’entreprise familiale, la semaine prochaine. Ma fiancée est coincée à l’étranger. Y aller seul serait mal vu. Mes parents ne doivent rien savoir. Et je déteste perdre la face. Sa voix était calme, basse, presque dénuée d’émotion. Mais chaque mot tombait lourd, chargé d’un enjeu qu’il ne nommait pas. Elle ne répondit pas. Son silence n’était pas du vide — c’était une tempête contenue. Il s’approcha. Lentement. Sa présence semblait s’étendre, engloutir l’espace. Chaque pas était calculé. Chaque geste, mesuré. Du bout des doigts, il frôla le bord de son bureau. Juste assez pour marquer un territoire. — Sois ma femme. Pour 15 jours. Et je triple ton salaire. Tu viens avec moi. Tu souris. Tu joues le rôle. Et dans 15 jours, on oublie tout. Il lâcha ça comme une bombe à retardement. Puis attendit. — C’est une blague ? Sa voix fendit le silence, un brin d’ironie accroché à l’incrédulité. — Est-ce que j’ai l’air de plaisanter ? Son regard l’écrasa. Aucune échappatoire. Aucune équivoque. Elle aurait pu dire non. Elle aurait dû dire non.

Twenty-five-year-old socialite and businesswoman, Quinn Rothschild has always done what is expected of her. The dutiful daughter that went to school to work in the family’s publishing company and tailored her life to keep up her father’s reputation has now been asked to do the unthinkable. Marry the son of the most powerful mafia don in the city to keep their family’s business afloat. A marriage that started out as just on paper to Dante Luciano, an infamous womanizer and lethal asshole. He has made it clear that he hates her and she feels the same. Quinn nearly refuses, until she finds out that her marriage to Dante is payment to the Luciano family for paying off her father’s gambling debts that threaten to take away their home, their business, and possibly her father’s life. Negotiating with the Don, Quinn agrees to marry Dante, though she knows that he is unfaithful to their vows from the very start. But when she starts being followed and threatened, who can she go to for help? The father who failed her? Or her husband who hates her?

Love has many colours every colour has its own side. Join the journey of our characters to see every shade of loveIts a collection of short stories with many different shades of love

Can a regular girl ever marry a real life prince? Prince Marco: Royal life can be a royal pain, and Marco needs a break. A secret identity, just for a few weeks. A relaxing vacation in America, where nobody knows who he really is. Not even the girl he hires to be his personal assistant, Sabrina. But when Sabrina turns out to be the best part of his vacation, he finds it harder and harder to keep his secret from her… Sabrina Wise: Sabrina never imagined that any job could lead to paparazzi encounters and surprise trips to Hawaii. Who could have thought that her boss would turn out to be as charming as he was handsome? But, behind their sizzling sexual tension, she can’t help but think there’s something more to Marco. Who is this gorgeous man she’s taking orders from, and why is he keeping so much hidden away? If she’s willing to risk everything to find out, she might end up in her own Cinderella fairy-tale ending… What happens when Mr. Right turns out to be Prince Charming?

Anastasia Atkinson is a snobby fashionista who's encouraged into a contract marriage in exchange of living a single life while married to Landon Pierce, the obedient son of a business magnate. Ana thought she'd never beg for his time and love till her husband's best friend, Marigold Lindsey, walks in to take back what's initially hers: Landon.

Sahir Malik Chaudhry, a boy who wears anger on his sleeves, fell in love with the most cheerful girl Zoya, in his school. Since then, he became highly attracted to her. He had a very rough childhood, this caused him to be a short-tempered man. His possessiveness towards Zoya intensified while growing up together while his short-tempered behavior never changed & it pulled out the worst in him, throwing him into the darkness. The exquisite & divine beauty of Zoya is enough to make any man fall to in love with her, but only one person has taken a place in her heart is Sahir. An orphan Zoya has none other than him in her life. He is her only childhood best friend & love. He is her Sahir. She never left him alone in his worst childhood days and always tamed the short-tempered bulls of him. In the greed of achieving power and wealth, he has chosen a path which he has to hide it from his love, Zoya, and becomes Sultan. Sultan!! This single name is enough to spread terror in all of his enemies' hearts. But his heart beats only for Zoya and for her he is Sahir & not Sultan. Unaware of his dark side, Zoya deeply falls in love with him until one-day Sahir reveals the biggest truth of his dark life to her. After feeling betrayed will Zoya able to trust him and accept his feelings again? At what extent Sahir will go to get her love? He isn't ready to give up on her... She isn't ready to accept the man he has become... But He will do, whatever it takes, to be with her... FOREVER!

Feeling very tired of being constantly cheated on by my husband, I was desperate to get back at him by finding a man to be my affair. However, who would have thought that the man who had spent a hot night with me was the uncle of Jhon, my husband. Chase Harrington, is a mature, established, and very dangerous man. I regret getting into a deal with him just to cover up our affair.

"I only f*ck girls who want to be f*cked, flipped over and banged, Sunshine and..." "And that's what I want, daddy. Exactly what I want from you." * He was my father's adopted brother. He had been there for me since the moment I had lost my entire family in a terrible fire but five years ago, he had suddenly left the country, never coming back. And then, I was drugged one night and I got home to see he was back. It had been five years but he just looked hotter and sexier. Under the influence of the aphrodisiac I was drugged with, I had gotten his help to get off and it should have ended there that night. Nothing more should have happened but with the wetness that pulls in my p*ssy whenever he comes close, with the way my nipples harden at his slightest touch, I knew more was going to happen. Russo wants me... To f*ck me, bang me, and own my body. And bloody hell! As much as I want to deny it, I want him too. For him to f*ck me, bang me, own my body and make me his sl*t.... But this... It's a taboo, right?