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Natasha Kaufman's life has always been dictated by the blueprint her parents handed her, not by fate. Life never seemed to be on her side, until she was driven into something she could only describe as... intriguing. Michael Montero, the talk of the town, a billionaire blessed with both beauty and wealth. His mysterious aura and his cold and distant personality stir up a flurry of rumors about his personal life. The only person with the key to unlock his Pandora's Box is the chosen one to be his bride, and that person is Natasha. Every bumpy road comes with its fair share of risks and challenges. Will Natasha navigate her way to the depths of Michael's labyrinth heart when he himself struggles to let anyone in? Maybe Natasha will forge her own path. But how? When the only way to break through to him is not through love, but through lust.

Irene Spencer was married to a bridegroom who never showed up to their wedding.Furious, she slept with an unknown stranger on that very night.The man started to follow her around, and she eventually discovered that he was the runaway bridegroom…

Pandora thought she would have a white picket fence and 2.5 kids with her highschool sweetheart. That was until he stood her up on their date and she caught him cheating. Newly divorced Pandora goes to Vegas and lets her hair down. A wild night with a stranger results in her waking up with a terrible hangover. Moreover, she couldn’t remember his name or what he looked like! Life after that should have been boring—apart from fighting off her ex-husband, and putting the mistress in her place. Who could have known that one night of passion would lead to unexpected and lifelong consequences. Now, Pandora needed to search for the baby of her father. But what is she to do when she is attracted to her doctor? Will she forget about the mystery man who made her laugh or will she start anew with this handsome and polite doctor? Will the demons of her past allow her a happily ever after?

River Wilson has her entire life planned: earn top grades, avoid distractions, and graduate as valedictorian. Love? Boys? Drama? Not on the schedule. But her perfect plan unravels the moment she steps into her new university apartment… and finds Taylor DeLuca shirtless, tattooed, and infuriatingly smug, standing in her kitchen. Thanks to a university housing glitch and a name too ambiguous to question, River ends up living with the one thing she promised to avoid: a boy who looks like trouble and acts like he invented it. Now she’s armed with a list of house rules, a schedule tighter than her ponytail, and one unbreakable boundary: no flirting. But Taylor has a smirk that makes her forget her rules… and a past that’s more complicated than his cocky charm lets on. What happens when the girl who has everything under control is forced to live with the boy who thrives on chaos? Let’s just say... Rule Number Eight is about to get broken.

They all called me wolf less, a cursed bloodline… but fate had other plans. Born half a wolf, half human, she was the outsiders shunned by her pack, abandoned by family, and denied the powers everyone else took for granted. She left, seeking a place where she could forget their rejection. But when a strange pull calls her back, she’s drawn to the presence of the Alpha triplets, three dominant forces who once made her life a living nightmare. And when her wolf finally awakens, it brings with it a power that will change everything they thought they knew about destiny, bloodlines, and the bond of a true mate. As her heart pulls her between vengeance and love, can she embrace the hidden legacy within herself, or will the darkness waiting for her return destroy her before she gets the chance

Ripples of want clenched around his finger and my eyes snapped closed, forgetting I was cursed and shouldn't want this— “Already dripping from how much you milked from me. Fuck…” I choked on a groan. ——— A Cursed Heir. A Dangerous Alpha. After a brutal assassination leaves her orphaned at eight, Willa is heir to lead the Moonveil Pack. Only a child then, her uncle took over the Alpha role. A role he was greedy to leave when the young woman came off age. But the goddess seemed to fail her even more when her first love mysteriously bled to death while they made love for the first time. This dark event sparked rumors that any male who slept with her was cursed to die. Branded cursed, the traumatized Willa lost her wolf and was savagely exiled by her own uncle, who hunted her in other to keep the Alpha title. Willa strayed into a pack, but was captured and accused of a crime she knew nothing about and now found herself at the mercy of Nox, the ruthless Alpha of the Starfall Pack. A predator she couldn't avoid needing to regain all she had lost – her wolf, her title, her freedom.

Studying abroad can be incredibly lonely at times. That night, I was in my room, indulging in a little treat for myself, when my best friend suddenly burst through the door. "Doing it yourself is no fun. Come on. There's a super cool cabaret show going on. Let's go see it together!" On stage, my friend was reclining in a chair behind the curtain, with two strong-looking men on top of her. "Come on. Join us for a group dance..."

Surviving an abusive relationship Kaylie finds love only to have that abusive asshole show up trying to ruin things. Her past comes back to haunt her and she’s about to loose the only good thing in her life. That’s when she decides to take control and show her ex once and for all she is a new woman, a stronger women.

The sole heiress of a wealthy family, Amanita Wallace, had seven prospective husbands, taken in from childhood to potentially wed her one day. All of them fulfilled her every wish, except Marcus Channing, who was cold and mean to her. Due to this, Amanita fell for him and even became his lapdog. Then, one day, she saw him pin his supposed sister against the wall and confess his feelings to her.

Seven years after registering our marriage, my husband Gaius and I finally decided to hold the romantic wedding ceremony we had missed back then. That day, I wore the wedding gown I had designed myself and walked toward him with hopeful eyes. Before I could deliver my carefully prepared vows, an incident interrupted the moment. Amid the stunned murmurs of the guests, Gaius dashed toward the woman who had fainted—again—at my wedding. His voice trembled with urgency, eyes burning red. "Call an ambulance! Now!" He didn't even look back as he left the wedding hall. When the wedding bell rang seven times, I calmly pulled off my veil. Facing the guests who had yet to disperse, I smiled and said, "As you can see, today marks the divorce ceremony between Gaius and me. Please, eat and drink to your heart's content. Don't let the trip go to waste!"