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He married her for revenge. He wanted to torture her and get back at her parents for what they did. But his anger took a back seat when he started to see the cute woman and sweet. He started liking their sweet moments together. He started to like her. But before he could give a name to his feelings, she left claiming that she was in love with someone else. She left the man she loved more than herself. She loves him so much that she sacrifices her happiness, foolishly believing that he would be happy without her. But little did she know that he would come back to claim her again. This is the story of Kairo and Rose. He came back to claim his wife and kill anyone who stood in his way, even her lover. He is a mafia man after all. He promised to let her go if she wants to. But he is about to break his promise, because Mafia men never play fair.

Charlotte will never fit in with the elites of Lupin Prep. She knows it; they know it. But goddess, if she doesn’t give it her all. As a low-ranking, half-breed scholarship student, she tries her damnedest to survive in a place where her very life is at risk. They all have the power to destroy her - to burn her universe to ashes. Yet, one threat towers above the rest: the school’s unrivaled rulers — the Devil Triplets, Caeson, Taide, and Reigh. Identical heirs to the throne who have sworn, and kept their promise, to make Charlotte the Harlot’s life hell on earth. But then, the second semester of Junior year around, and the moment she sets eyes on them, she knows the moon goddess made a mistake. Because in no reality can the same people who seek to ruin her life be the ones she’s been fated to for eternity. Charlotte tries to reject them. But they refuse to let her. She’d rather drown in a pool of lava than fall for them, but according to the Devil Triplets, the fun has only just begun.

Screw standard blurbs. This isn't an ordinary book... This is a paranormal romance, with a reverse harem feel. Addictive as crack, and I'm not talking old, hairy builders crack either. Don't expect any fluff or happy endings, because what you'll actually get is bad attitudes, foul language, and men so damn hot, they'll melt your panties off with just one look. Read the book. Let me pull you in and make you fall in love, before viciously ripping out your heart, just because I can. By the end of the book, expect to be ugly crying, while you plot my slow, yet painful death. As tempted as you are, do not throw your tablet at the wall. I promise I'll send one of my hunks to rescue you from that cliff you're currently hanging from by your bra straps. You're welcome. I'll see you in the next book, sweetcheeks.

“I am not capable of love, Desiree. Do you still want to marry me?” That was the question Gerald Butler asked Desiree Hamilton the day she asked him to marry her. “Yes," Desiree answered, convinced that she could eventually get him to fall in love with her. But one year later, she meets her greatest disappointment on their wedding anniversary which also happens to be her birthday; the only gift Gerald brings her is divorce papers. Devastated and tired of begging for his love, Desiree signs the papers and leaves. Three years later, she returns a strong and confident businesswoman who will not beg for any man's love, but this time, it was her ex-husband's turn to beg. He went down on his knees, looking up at her pleadingly. “Desiree, please let's get married again. I promise to love you this time.” She looked down at him as a smirk formed on her face. “Dear Ex-husband, You Had Your Chance!”

During the third year of our marriage, my husband's ex—whom he dated for eight years—suddenly shares a photo of a ten-million-dollar marital home on her social media. It's captioned, "I've finally gotten a mansion! Who's the best at dating? I am!" I gape at the image—I see my husband swiping his card at the real estate sales office in a corner of the photo. I leave a question mark in the comments. In the next second, my husband calls me to tell me off. "I'm just making good on a promise I made her when we were dating—to buy her a marital home. Why did you have to go insult her like that? Are you evil enough to turn me into a man who goes back on his word?" That evening, his ex shares another photo of a million-dollar renovation bill. I know it's a gift from my husband to appease her, but I don't care anymore…

A Steamy billionaire Romance! Readers discretion is advised. Alexander MaCarro, a name that every lady knew. He was the city's wealthiest playboy. A new woman on his arm every time he stepped out, he was never far from the gossip in the city. But Valda knew him as something else. He was the man she had a one night stand with five years ago. Just like others before her, she was branded one of his latest conquests. Out of shame, she fled the city carrying a secret along with her; she was with child, his own child. Five years later, she returns to rebuild her life but fate had a way of its own and their paths crossed. This time around, Alexander presented her with the offer of being his contract wife. VALDA accepts, with a solemn promise to make him pay for the humiliation she faced in the hand of the public. As the lines between revenge and desire start to blur, VALDA realizes that there's more to this playboy than what he lets on.

*Book one Completed* Anna Brown has the ability to dream and go to the Moonland, the land of werewolves, and dark creatures. But she wished all her dreams were just like those that everybody has. Yet, her dreams were different. Her dreams weren't colors of rainbows and sunshine, her dreams became her reality, after all, she was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. The last of her bloodline. Nobody knew that she was the daughter of the Moon and Fire. However, Anna was beyond miserable, how fate played her, how she was just a pawn to an ancient war of werewolves. Her fierce visions were her grief untold, and she wished she could show it, she does. But she has to let the long-lost Golden Alpha Harry Camilton in so he can trust him yet, she doesn't know whom to trust and they shattered her hope, lies were told. Would she choose the promise of his love or choose the call of the Moon Goddess Dream?

Kael was a god once. Loved. Worshipped. Feared. But when he fell for a mortal girl, the heavens stripped him of his divinity and cursed him to roam the earth as the first werewolf—a beast feared by all. Worse, she wasn’t spared. Eira, his love, was bound to an endless cycle of reincarnation, each life erased of him. And in every lifetime, Kael finds her, only to lose her again. Now, centuries later, Eira is reborn as Lila in a modern world where packs rule the shadows and Kael reigns as an untouchable king. Drawn to him despite the danger, Lila begins to uncover pieces of a life she doesn’t remember and a love she can’t explain. But the gods are watching, and they will not allow Kael to defy them again. The heavens demand Kael let her go to break the curse. They promise him redemption, but Kael knows better. He has endured centuries of their cruelty, and this time, he will not bow. If they want her, they will pay in blood. Even if it costs him everything.

Hailey Andreev once had a life marked by promise and love—a brilliant student, a supportive father, and a bright future. But a single, fateful accident unraveled everything she held dear. The crash not only left her with physical scars but also exposed the cracks in her world. The loss of her father's unwavering support and the betrayal she faced from those she trusted sent her spiraling into a battle with her own despair. Her once-clear path to success became obscured by grief and anger, and she realized that no one would come to her rescue. Now, standing alone in the aftermath of shattered dreams, Hailey fights to rebuild her life. Amidst her struggles, whispers speak of a mysterious figure known as the "King of Shadows." Though he remains hidden, his influence could be the key to unraveling her tangled fate. As Hailey battles to reclaim her future, she might just find that her greatest ally is someone who emerges from the very darkness she fears.

After my divorce, I went to the southwest mountainous regions to volunteer for rescue work, where two years passed in the blink of an eye. One day, our daughter gets diagnosed with aplastic anemia, and her life can only be sustained through a bone marrow transplant from me. It's only then that my ex-wife thinks of me. She heads to the mountains with a group of bodyguards and searches everywhere, but she can't find a trace of me. She thinks I have deliberately hidden myself from her. "As long as you're willing to donate the bone marrow, I'll promise you visitation rights to see our daughter in the future." However, the townspeople tell her that I have long since passed away. She frowns slightly, her expression full of impatience as she says, "I never thought that, after all these years, he would still play these childish games." In the end, she searches high and low, only to unearth my bones.