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Three years into our marriage, Rylan Shaw brings another woman home. "Maeve, you should learn from the younger ladies. Stop acting like a block of wood all the time." With a calm resolve, I shatter our wedding photo and hand him the divorce papers I've long prepared. "Let's get divorced, Rylan. I'll step aside for her," I declare. His friends insist that without him, I'll starve on the streets. Rylan believes the same. "Once she's suffered enough out there, she'll realize how lucky she was to be Mrs. Shaw." But a week passes, then a month—and I never return. That's when Rylan begins to grow uneasy. Panic and restless nights consume him. One evening, drunk and desperate, he pounds on the door of my new apartment. "Maeve, if it's money you want, I'll give it all to you…" The door swings open to reveal an unfamiliar man—bare-chested, pajama pants hanging low, fresh scratches streaking his abdomen. Jonah Archer arches a brow, dissatisfaction flickering in his eyes as he asks, "Mr. Shaw, what madness brings you to my wife's door in the middle of the night?"

WARNING: Reader Discretion Advised This story contains mature themes, intense emotional tension, morally complex emotions characters, and sensual content intended strictly for adult audiences (18+). Reader discretion is strongly advised. When Wrong Desire meets Obsession… She spent nights craving her husband’s touch, only to end up being claimed by his brother. Larissa was a pawn in a business deal, married off to Finn, a man who treats her like a ghost in her own home. While she stayed under the weight of his cold indifference and empty bed, her heart ached for a connection that Finn refused to provide. A night, fueled by courage and the sting of rejection, Larissa seeks to drown her loneliness. She wakes up not in her husband’s room, but in the lair of the family’s greatest sin: Ronan. The black sheep of the house, the ruthless underground mafia, the playboy whose name is whispered as a warning. What started as a drunken mistake ignites a forbidden fire. Ronan doesn't just touch her; he possesses her in ways Finn never dared. Now, Larissa is trapped in a web of her own making, addicted to the man she’s supposed to fear, while still bound to the man she’s supposed to love. Desire leads to sin, and sin has never felt so much like home. LUSTily…..

BLURB “This…this is wrong.” I whispered, shivering as Rowan’s fingers traced along the lines of my slit. “Wrong?” Ellis’ lips brushed my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. “Honey, forbidden is what makes it irresistible.” Noah’s lips grazed my ear, his warm breath fanning my ears as his soft voice slipped in. “And you’ll learn… We take what we want.” ***** Isla North had always followed her brother's rules, until she tasted what it was like to break them. Her brother, Asher North, captain of the college hockey team, made one rule when his sister resumed freshman year: “You can fuck with other girls for all I care, but do not go close to my sister.” They all easily agreed; after all, brotherhood came first. Until three men broke that rule—his best friends. Rowan, the teasing and sinfully hot strategist. Ellis, the calm, gorgeously hot destruction, and Noah, the reckless, untamed, and sexily wild. Between secret locker room encounters, broken rules, and nights ending in trembling submission, Isla discovers that forbidden desire is intoxicating and dangerous. The ice isn’t the only thing Isla is playing on. Power, lust, and obsession blur the lines, and once she surrenders… there’s no going back.

I was Alpha Damon’s Head Beta. For six years, I had been his partner in bed and his second-in-command. When he announced our mating ceremony, the entire pack celebrated. My dream was finally within reach. But then, outside his private trophy room, I heard him bragging about his “Luna trials.” And just like that, I learned the truth. I wasn’t his one and only. I was one of thirty candidates. He’d spent a month with each of us, grading our bodies, our submission, our performance. My score? Lower than an Omega’s. Lower than Lydia’s. “Fucking Lydia was incredible,” he boasted. “I could barely pull myself away. Then I look at Elysia—so stiff, so in control—and I’m just… bored.” Ice flooded my veins. My body went numb. Six years of devotion. Countless nights tangled in his sheets. It all meant less than a cheap thrill and a wolf who knew how to kneel. My heartbreak hardened into ice. I sent a message to an Alpha who had wanted me long ago. “Adrian, you once said your offer to mate was a standing one. Does it still stand? Damon and I are over now.”

“Answer me, Nessa. Do you want to kiss me again?” When I finally opened my mouth to answer, Vito interrupted me. “And before you do, you should know the power your words hold, so think very well before you do.” I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I’d fantasized about it a few nights prior. “I do.” I finally answered, my words just as breathless as his. “You are certain that you want to do this?” I almost smiled. He was supposed to be a big bad mafia boss, but there he was making sure that I really wanted him to fuck me. Without saying anything else, I held the lapels of his shirt and brought his lips down on mine. ~•~ Nessa Sims faces an unfortunate fate when Vito Giancana, the don of the Italian mafia, offers her a job. However, she declines the offer when she realizes he is part of the mafia. Vito needs her skills and will not take no for an answer, so he blackmails her with one of her deepest secrets, forcing her to live with him to keep her safe from the dangers of the mafia. In a forced proximity, they agree to keep their relationship strictly professional, but when they share an accidental kiss, would they be able to adhere to their agreement? Or would they put everything at risk to please themselves?

She thought marrying the city’s most dazzling billionaire CEO would give her happiness. Instead, she was met with cold indifference, mockery from his relatives, and nights spent alone in an empty marriage. When he shamelessly brought his first love into their home, her patience shattered. With trembling hands but unwavering resolve, she threw the divorce papers on his desk. “You’ll regret this,” he warned with a cruel sneer. But she didn’t look back. Just when the world thought she had lost everything, a shocking truth unraveled—she wasn’t ordinary at all. She was the long-lost daughter of a powerful dynasty. Her eldest brother, a business tycoon, showered her with billions in shares. Her second brother, a ruthless lawyer, stripped her ex-husband of everything. Her third brother, a superstar adored worldwide, declared to the media, “This is my one and only sister.” From ashes, she rose into a queen no one dared touch. Her glow lit up the world, and every man who once scorned her could only watch in regret. When her ex-husband finally came crawling back, begging for one more chance, her brothers only sneered— “Dream on. A man like you isn’t even worthy to stand in her shadow.”

Celeste has always known how to behave. Speak when needed. She fit perfectly into a life that was carefully built around her. And, it should have been enough, but something has always felt off. Then the nights start changing. Sleep turns restless. Whispers follow her into silence. And the mark on her wrist that was once easy to ignore begins to burn like it’s trying to be seen...or trying to warn her. When a series of brutal murders begins in her city, everything begins to unravel. She starts seeing things that aren’t there. Hearing things she can’t explain. Feeling drawn to a place she knows she should avoid. And then there’s him...the man with black eyes. He appears where he shouldn't. Moves like he’s not bound by the same rules as everyone else, and looks at her like he knows something he shouldn't. He warns her to stay away, from the forest, from the truth and from him. But she couldn't, because something is calling her back, and the closer she gets, the more she begins to understand the murders shaking her town were never random. They were never mistakes. They were always leading someone to..her. And whatever is waiting in the dark…isn’t just hunting her. It’s been waiting for her.

After I fainted from the pain, I learned the truth about my mate Kaelen’s position as Alpha of the Grayswood pack. He had inherited it from his older brother, who had died in battle. Not only did Kaelen take his brother's power, but he also inherited his brother's widow, the former Luna, Lydia. I wanted to reject him and break free from our mate bond, but Kaelen wouldn’t let me. He begged me with tears in his eyes and promised, "I have to bear a pup with Lydia to truly inherit the pack. Violetta, I swear that you're the only one I love. Once Lydia is with pup, you and I can finally be together openly!" That year, Kaelen spent 54 nights in Lydia’s bed. At first, it was once a month, but soon it became nearly every two days. Finally, after the 54th night, the news came that Lydia was carrying his pup. And that was when I finally gave up hope. But when I faked my death and escaped with our pup, Kaelen went mad. He didn't care about the Alpha title he had just obtained. He searched the world over for us, desperate to find me and our pup.

As the end of the year approached, I begged my father, the king, for three days and three nights before he finally agreed to let me travel to the frontier and reunite with my husband. But the moment I approached the military camp, the guards stopped me. When they found out I'd come to see Liam Foster, they burst out laughing. "Another girl who came all this way because she's got a crush on General Foster! You'd better turn back. General Foster is famously devoted to his wife. Aside from her, he wouldn't give any other woman a second look." I smiled faintly and was about to pull out my royal pendant to prove that I was the very "Mrs. Foster" they were talking about, when one of the guards pointed toward a woman not far away. "See her over there? That's our general's wife. Their love story has already spread all across the camp." I froze. By the time I came back to my senses, the woman had already walked over. She was wearing bright, elegant clothes—completely out of place in a military camp. With a gentle smile, she asked, "Miss, what business do you have with my husband? He had urgent matters to attend to and left earlier. It may be a while before he returns."

When Damian Voss lets his wife walk in on him kissing his first love against their kitchen island, he believes he's finally free — done with the quiet woman he married in secret, ready to claim the powerful public life he always wanted. What he doesn't know: the woman he just handed divorce papers to carries his child, his most dangerous competitor's personal vendetta, and a surname worth ten billion dollars that was stolen from her before she could walk. For three years, Lila loved him in secret — no announcements, no red carpets, no credit. She covered for his late nights, ignored the suspicious texts, and carried champagne and silk to a penthouse where she planned to give him everything. That moment arrived on their anniversary. He was already kissing someone else when she walked through the door. She signed. She slid the papers across the marble. She walked out without a single tear — and picked up a phone call that changed the shape of the world. Some men confuse silence for weakness. Some women are only quiet because they haven't yet decided what to burn. And some divorces don't end a story — they start one, with a crown, a rival, and an empire rebuilt on the ashes of everything he thought he owned.