Pov Hospital Bed

Xaliah Shasta is working as an intern at the H Hospital in the small city near her place. Her physical appearance is almost the same as the daughter of the hospital owner. Due to an urgency for presence of Feinah Hererra for her engagement party with Ethan Montgomery, Xaliah was offered a win-win agreement to pretend as someone wealthy which she agreed on for the sake of her ailing mother. She face the public as Feinah Hererra, the heiress of H Hospital while the real Feinah is under going into a therapy. At first, Xaliah was hesitant because she might end up being in love with the fiancé of Feinah but she was wrong. Her attention was drifted onto the mysterious man who removed her mask on the first day he saw her, the man is no other than the young master of the Montgomery.

Adina Daugherty became pregnant after being framed and gave birth to quadruplets. Her younger sister stole two of those children to tie herself to the Winters family, while Adina faced death to escape with the other two children. Five years later, Adina returned triumphantly. Since her sister loved pretending to be pure despite her rotten heart, she would torment her. As for her other two children? She would snatch them back! Duke Winters pinned her against the bed and said, “Why don’t you steal me as well?”Adina sneered. “Dream on!”But right after saying it, she puked. “So… how many children this time?” Duke asked.

“The most important clause in our marriage contract is that we are not to have children,” my husband stared at me closely, fire burning in his eyes. “This is supposed to be a five-year contract, five year and that’s it,” he continued, “I thought we agreed on that. No children to tie us down, then we part ways.” “I know that, and I completely agree!” Then he took every single condom out of the nightstand. He inspected them carefully, tossing each one aggressively on the bed as he did so. They were all the same. Full of tiny holes. “Then how do you explain that?” he snarled, his voice dripping with accusation.

He’s going to make me break my number one rule. And possibly lose my job. How dare he? It’s pretty simple, though. Don’t date students. Which is normally easy to stick to. Who wants to date an eighteen-year-old boy? Not me. I much prefer an older man with rough hands that knows what he’s doing. Enter Mr. Evans. A single father billionaire with more time on his plate than he knows what to do with. And the man is brilliant and wickedly delicious. Much to my surprise, he’s quickly becoming my star pupil, which means he gets more of my time than necessary. But I can’t help myself. He’s exactly what I need in my life, in my bed, kissing me at the stroke of midnight… And the best is even though he’s older than me, he’s more than willing to let me teach him a few new tricks. Let's just hope we don't get caught.

Uyan Taesil has always lived side by side with the brethren, but when King Mathhian returns from a quest with a new wife and an illness that steals his strength, the brethren of the castle begin to disappear. Discovering them imprisoned in the castle dungeons by Mathhian’s new wife, Queen Clareath, Princess Diandreliera decides to seek the Fae Court for aid and intervention. Getting the attention of the Fae Court is harder than it sounds in stories, and Diandreliera’s efforts are unsuccessful. When a good-witch recommends she seek the aid of a dragon, Liera ventures into Aurien’s cave. Aurien is seeking a brethren bride, and a princess in his cave and bed will not help him to attract one. Can a princess of mankind save the brethren of Uyan Taesil and win her dragon’s heart?

Claudia Larson is a timid 22-year-old college student struggling to survive her toxic adopted family in Florida. She works multiple part-time jobs just to pay her tuition and support her lazy brother, with no one to protect her. One desperate night, she takes a part-time job as a server at the luxurious Richard’s Hotel. She is assigned to the private suite of Richard Cooper the cold, breathtaking billionaire CEO. Drugged by his obsessive adopted sister, Richard loses control and spends the night with the innocent girl. The next morning, he leaves her only a Supreme Black Card and a note that treats her like a paid servant. Two months later, Claudia discovers she is pregnant with his child. When her adopted family finds out, they drag her to the hospital to abort the baby so she can marry a dangerous old man for one million dollars. But just as they force her toward the operating room, Richard storms in, stops everything, and carries her away in his arms. Now living in Richard’s world of wealth and power, Claudia must face his ruthless adopted sister’s deadly jealousy, his mother’s cold disapproval, and the growing feelings between them. As secrets about her real identity begin to unfold, the timid girl who once had no voice finds herself at the heart of a powerful storm. Will the billionaire who once saw her as a mistake choose to protect her and their unborn child? Or will the weight of power, betrayal, and family secrets destroy their chance at love?

(Dual-POV) Rae Poppy Howard Spencer is the figurehead of the Spencer family after the "untimely" death of her father, but the Spencer family is different than the Howard empire. The Spencers? Old money mafia. The Howards? Business entrepreneurs. Rae Spencer runs the Spencer family. Poppy Howard runs the Howard empire. It's a lot for her to juggle, but so is falling hard for her head of security. Talk about crossing lines with Leander Murphy, her Murphy, is supposed to keep her safe, not get in bed with the boss. But maybe, just maybe, some rules are meant to be broken.

Since childhood, all I dreamed of was marrying a handsome man, a big house, and many children- A big happy family. So how did I end up in his bed? It’s not a one-night stand that I can forget, but it was more than that. I accepted his deal, and he agreed to teach me- Things…. (so dirty things). I had wet dreams but never knew my fortes until he showed me. I am Rubel Johnson, an untouched woman until he showed me, how to touch myself. #loveguru #passion #enemytofriends #kiss #erotic #humor

Lyra gave Marion everything, her love, her trust, her body. She was his mate, his Luna, bound to him by fate. But fate was cruel. Betrayed. Framed. Slaughtered. Lyra died at the hands of the mate she once loved, but the goddess gave her a second chance. Reborn in a weak body, and swears to be back strong for vengeance and returns, seductive and deadly, to make Marion suffer. But Theron, his untamed Alpha cousin, sees through her every game. He’s dangerous, possessive, and utterly irresistible. His touch is fire, his kiss a battle for control. And when he finally claims her, it’s not just revenge on the line—it’s her soul. She came for blood. But in his bed, under his command, she might surrender.

Three days before my marking ceremony, someone set fire to the bridal shop while I was inside trying on my ceremonial dress. Alpha Marcus threw the arsonist into the pack prison, sentencing them to the harshest punishment our laws allowed. I lay in the hospital bed, my body covered in third-degree burns, refusing to wake fully as the reality of my disfigurement sank in. In my semi-conscious state, I heard Marcus speaking with the pack's healing witch. "Alpha, we can still heal her completely with the ancient magic. If we wait any longer, Sarah will bear these scars for life! You just want Miss Rachel to be your Luna at the marking ceremony. This is cruel beyond measure!" "Let her keep the scars. I'll provide for her for the rest of her life, but if she's healed, she'll definitely cause trouble at the marking ceremony." "I promised Rachel that her pup would be welcomed into the pack with full honors. Only when Sarah is completely disfigured will she be grateful enough to raise Rachel's child as her own. The scars are necessary - at least this way, she won't dare mistreat the pup." In the corner of the room, where no one was watching, a tear slid down my burned cheek. So this was the truth. The marking ceremony I'd dreamed of was nothing but a lie. The mate bond I longed for would be my death sentence. If that's how it had to be, I would give him what he wanted.