Pliant Like A Bamboo

“If you don’t want me to fuck the hell out of you,” he whispered, “you should leave. Right now.” I tilted my head, caught his gaze, and let the words roll off my tongue like a dare. “Scopami allora.” (Fuck me then.) When Elena caught her fiancé in bed with her twin sister, betrayal wasn’t even the worst part—it was the humiliation. The cruel words. The way they laughed while shattering her heart. But Elena isn’t weak anymore. Not when Lucian Moretti, her ex’s ruthless rival, steps out of the shadows with an offer she can’t refuse: be his lover, even if only pretend, and together they’ll destroy the people who broke her. He’s cold, commanding, and dangerously addictive. His touch promises damnation, his kiss is a weapon, and his presence leaves her trembling between rage and desire. She knows he’s using her. He knows she’s playing with fire. But when revenge tastes like sin, when hate feels like heat—how do you stop yourself from falling?

BLURB “You look so hot,” he whispered, his hand wrapped like silk around my hair and his movements fast and uncontrollable, his pace matching that of his brother’s thrusting in and out of me, “getting stuffed in all holes.” Brooks is wary of her mother marrying someone as powerful as the Alpha King but it's the happiest she has seen her since her father's death and it's a sacrifice she must make even if it means moving into the royal castle and dealing with her attraction to the famous Romano brothers. It's forbidden, it's dangerous, it's unacceptable but there's only so much restraint someone like Brooks can have, especially against powerful auras and dominating Alphas like the Romanos. Soon enough, she finds herself dancing to their tunes and playing good girl for them. It's all fun and games, nothing more than sexual pleasures until they start falling for her in their own ways, until it's revealed that a once in a century powerful mate bond would tie her to only one of them. And each of them wants her and would fight to the end to claim her.

Celine has been hiding for years now–escaping from the marriage that her father wanted. Marrying someone she doesn't know for her is like killing herself in front of the church. She's a princess of a known country, and now she's living like a normal person. From branded clothes to cheap ones. From mansion to a small apartment. And now, she's working in a restaurant that her best friend owned. She's living now in the Philippines and still hiding her identity to everyone because she's afraid that someone might know her real identity, that's why she always puts on a wig and acts like a nerd. Everything's going smooth for her, then a man named Venz came. She never looks at the eyes of every man, but Venz was the exception. When she looked into his eyes, there's something that she couldn't explain. She thought that staring at that man's eyes would only happen once, but fate was playful when Venz asked her to be his fake significant other. Playing the song entitled "The way you look at me" —Christian Bautista

On the night of our wedding, my husband told me he wanted to have a child with his teacher’s daughter. When I confronted him, he turned it back on me. “Teacher is seriously ill, and her only wish is to see three generations under one roof. My junior and I are just doing IVF. It’s not like anything is actually happening between us!” “Besides, you were also her student. How could you refuse to help fulfill her last wish?” However, the next day, when I went to visit our teacher with a fruit basket, I saw my husband and his junior locked in an embrace at the corner of the hallway. The moment was like a bolt of lightning. I turned and walked away. The following day, my husband sent me a text: [I’m going with her for the IVF. Let’s postpone the family gathering for a few days.] I did not reply. Instead, I went back to my hometown alone, visiting each of my relatives to personally apologize. Then, I went to a lawyer. “I’d like to sue my husband for bigamy.”

Alpha In a world where dominance rules the pack and loyalty is as fragile as a full moon, Luna Cross doesn’t play by the rules. Fierce, wild, and unapologetically sexual, she’s a rogue werewolf who uses her body like a weapon and wears her freedom like a crown. She swears off commitment, love, and pack politics—until she crosses into Alpha Kael Thorne’s territory. Kael is ruthless, deadly, and infuriatingly irresistible—the kind of male who doesn’t beg, doesn’t bow, and always gets what he wants. But Luna isn’t like any she-wolf he's ever met. She’s temptation in its rawest form… and the chaos he never knew he needed. Their connection is explosive—violent clashes, forbidden lust, and dangerously sensual encounters that defy pack law. As their twisted attraction spirals, secrets buried in blood and betrayal begin to unravel. What started as a territorial battle ignites into a war of hearts, heat, and hidden destinies. In the darkness of the forest, where moans mix with howls and danger lurks behind every shadow, one thing is clear: Not all love is gentle. Some of it bites.

Daykan Greystone has always felt like an outcast because he was the product of a forbidden romance between a wolf slayer and a werewolf. He never really felt like he belonged anywhere and was mostly alone until he met the strongly opinionated and feisty vet; Naomi Peters. He never expected to fall in love with a human and just when it seems like everything is falling into place, a vicious form of evil threatens to take her away from him. Is he finally ready to accept both sides of his heritage so he can defeat this beast? Naomi Peters was looking for a new beginning when she moved to Carson. It felt too good to be true when hot gym owner; Daykan Greystone suddenly developed an unexplainable attachment to her. But nothing could have prepared her for his big secret and she is unexpectedly thrust into a world she knows nothing about when a Wraeken sets its sights on her. Is Naomi willing to trust Daykan with her life? Will she give her heart to him even though he comes along with more than his fair share of baggage?

My name is Ember Haiven. I’ve been alone and on the run my entire life. Everything changed when I became Kieran’s surrogate in exchange for his protection. I had no idea that I would fall in love with this dragon shifter and enter a world that I believed existed only in my dreams. “Is that what you want?” he asked. “Yes…” I said feeling myself go breathless in his arms. “I never thought I’d be able to touch another person like this and now, I just don’t want this feeling to end.” He kissed me sweetly, pulling me closer and then rested his forehead against mine. I could see the color drain from his face and his shoulders sag like I’d ripped the heart from his chest. And maybe I had. It felt like my own was trying to claw its way from my skin. He moved to take a step forward but then thought better of it. Surrogate of the Sleeping Dragon is written by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I'm Sophie Gould, the only daughter of the wealthiest man in Arberton. My mother doesn't like me, though. She treats her niece, Tanya Hall, like her own and allows her to take over my identity. At a banquet where all affluent families are gathered, Tanya takes my seat before I can. Then, she says in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, "You wouldn't even be here if not for Mom wanting me to show you around so you can expand your horizons, Sophie. "Remember this—you might not be a member of the Gould family, but your actions are linked to us. Don't disgrace us." In the past, I would've stood there with my eyes red, at a loss for what to do. It was too bad I'd been reborn. I smile icily at Tanya and kick her off my throne. "I should've expected this of an impostor. To think an insignificant banquet like this is enough to make you act so obnoxiously! And did you say you're part of the Gould family? You have no idea the sort of trouble you'll be getting yourself into!"

For eighteen years, my bestie Sarah and I were just regular humans. And then, all of a sudden, we both awakened our werewolf blood. She ended up mated to Logan, like, the most powerful Alpha around. And me? Fate, or whatever, paired me up with Ethan, an Alpha from a pack under Logan's. The day of our mating ceremony, Sarah was all like, "Go on, enjoy Ethan's mark!" I mean, the guy had an eight-pack and was drop-dead gorgeous. But almost a year into our mating, Ethan still hadn't marked me. I cried to Sarah, "What's the point of a mate who won't even mark me?" I never expected Sarah to burst into tears too. "Logan and I… our genes aren't compatible. He can't get me pregnant. I want to break our mate bond too!" So, just like that, we hatched a plan to escape. After a "car accident," both Alphas' mates vanished. It wasn't until we started our new lives that we found out... We were both pregnant!

It was Christmas Eve. Once again, my parents left me alone at home, chasing triple pay at work. However, after twenty years of the same lonely holiday, I couldn’t take it anymore. I didn’t want to sit in the quiet house by myself again, so I packed up some sandwiches and went to them. What I didn’t expect was to see them stepping out of a luxury car, arms linked with a boy who looked about my age, laughing like they didn’t have a care in the world, heading straight into a five-star hotel. “Mom, Dad, is it okay to leave Suzie all alone at home like that?” My mom waved it off and said, “It’s fine. She’s used to it.” My dad just brushed it off with a chuckle. “She’s nothing like you. You're our real treasure.” Upon hearing that, I turned and walked away. They'd been pretending to be broke all these years, lying to me about working overtime, about scraping by. Well, fine. If they don’t want me, I’m done wanting them, too.