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Sabrina’s art is reduced to ashes in the fire place. It is her goal to be a great artist but her stepmother burns down all her art supplies few days after her father’s death. While she is still in shock and in tears because of what she had lost, her stepmother, Wendy snatches her family heirloom,the necklace which is the only thing left from her family. And she is pushed out and given to Luciano King,the infamous mafia billionaire who takes her as his slave. On the other hand, Luciano deals with the misconduct of the current nanny, Eloisa, who spanked his nephew, Noah. Furious at Eloisa's actions, Luciano fires her immediately, after shooting at her hand making it clear that he has zero tolerance for anyone harming his family. He contacts the Goodwill Agency to send new nanny candidates to his mansion for interviews but Noah doesn’t like any of them. Luciano’s five year old nephew,Noah whom he takes care of as his son suddenly starts throwing a tantrum. Luciano then remembers he hadn’t claimed his property,Sabrina Martinez who was the daughter of Richard Martinez whom he killed. They had an agreement that if he was unable to fulfil his part,he would be killed and his daughter would be taken as his slave.

She’s a deadly assassin with no mercy. He’s a ruthless Alpha with no time for weakness. But when fate mates them… all hell breaks loose. Samantha Stone is a Were-Vamp hybrid, the most chaotic of Alpha Zoe’s infamous sextuplets, and a cold-blooded assassin with a perfect kill record. Stealth, power, and zero emotional attachments—until a prank gone wrong lands her deep inside enemy territory. Her mission? Infiltrate the Blue Moon Pack. Keep eyes on Alpha Kyler Arrow. Don’t get caught. Too bad she does. Worse? He’s her fated mate. Kyler—genius Alpha, lethal assassin, and a control freak with a temper—should kill her on sight. Instead, he’s drawn to her fire. But just as sparks fly and secrets start to unravel, fate throws its cruellest twist yet… Samantha loses her memory. Now Kyler must protect the girl who tried to sabotage him—the girl who doesn’t remember who she is, what she’s done, or who she is to him. With enemies closing in and her forgotten past threatening to destroy everything, can Kyler convince her to trust him before it's too late? Action-packed, hilariously wild, emotionally intense, and scorching romantic—Bonded To The Dangerous Alpha will leave you laughing, crying, and gasping for more.

Lagi akong ikinukunsidera ng pamilya ko na tagapagdala ng kamalasan. Dahil ito sa nakikita ko ang countdown bago mamatay ang mga kamag-anak ko. Sinabi ko sa kanila kung kailan mamamatay si lolo, ama, at ina. Nagkakatotoo ito dahil sa iba’t ibang mga aksidente. Ang tatlong mga kapatid ko ay kinamumuhian ako mula sa kaibuturan nila dahil sa tingin nila isinumpa ko ang mga magulang ko at lolo. Ang nanay ko ay namatay matapos iluwal ang nakababata kong kapatid na babae, pero ang mga kapatid ko ay walang tigil siyang iniispoil. Sinasabi nila na siya ang suwerte nila dahil nagiging okay ang lahat para sa pamilya sa oras na iluwal siya. Pero hindi ba’t namatay si Ina noong iniluwal siya? Sa ika-18th kong kaarawan, nakikita ko ang death countdown kapag tinitignan ko ang sarili ko sa salamin. Bumili ako ng urn at naghanda ng pagkain. Gusto ko kumain ng huling beses kasama ang mga kapatid ko, pero walang nagpakita sa kanila noong nag zero na ang timer...

What do you do when you're the right-hand man to the kingpin of the mafia. When you're destined for power and wealth and so much more. And yet a single innocent woman forces you to face your inner self and finally find your true identity.

Nicole Orlando est une fille très belle et intelligente, sa mère est morte quand elle était toute petite en la laissant avec son père. Bien qu'il essaie à sa manière de rendre sa fille heureuse, en la comblant de tous les choses matériels de ce monde, elle n'a pas vraiment l'air heureuse ce qui fait qu'elle n'a pas la meilleure relation avec son père. Brandon Kyle est un beau playboy riche, il est arrogant et un con*ard fini. Il flirte avec tout ce qui porte des jupes. Il se trouve qu'il s'intéresse à Nicole parce qu'il se trouve qu'elle est la seule fille qui ne veut pas coucher avec lui. Tout au long de la ligne, après des multiples tentatives, Nicole tombe amoureuse de Brandon mais hélas, le père de Nicole est contre la relation. Pourquoi son père est contre la relation ? Quel est le secret que Brandon et le père de Nicole partagent et qu'est-ce que cela a à voir avec la mort de la mère de Nicole ? Les deux adolescents arriveront à vivre leur amour ?

- Que fais-tu avec ma copine ? Mais vous avez couchés ensemble ? demande Harry alors que la deuxième personne identique à lui nous sourit d'un air victorieux : - Oui nous avons couchés ensemble , il faut apprendre à partager mon frère j'ai été le premier homme à la prendre et j'ai savouré chaque instant . - Pourquoi avez-vous fait cela ? vous êtes ignoble ! Comment expliquer à Harry que je ne savais pas que ce n'était pas lui ? va-t-il me croire ? comment lui cacher que quand son frère s'est fait passer pour lui, que j'ai adoré ! Maintenant son frère, ne veux plus me lâcher, il dit que je serai là lui, à nouveau, de gré ou de force . Son frère, est dans tous ses états, Entre un frère PDG et l'autre mafieux qui choisir ? le PDG ? , le Mafieux ? ou ....? Non je n'ose pas y penser.

Fake crown. Wrong bride. Real mate bond....And one very unplanned pup. Leanna I was the princess’s shadow—her stand-in for speeches, signatures, and, apparently, the Alpha’s impostor bride. Cedric Raine needed a bride to end a war. I needed to survive. The crown was fake. The name wasn’t mine. But every touch on mating night? Terrifyingly real. He marked me, mated me, made me believe I wasn’t just a lie. Until the real princess came back. And he locked me in a cell. So I left—with his heir. Six years later, I don’t wear crowns—I build business empires. Now I return to his palace in heels, diamonds, and zero regrets. And when he sees my little boy with his eyes? The crown won’t be the only thing at my feet. Cedric She wasn’t the princess. I knew it the second she stepped into my court. But her scent, her fire, the way she trembled in my arms—that was real. I kept her because I couldn’t let her go. Even when the truth came for us, I chose silence to protect her. Now she’s back—with a new name, her own kingdom, and a child that looks just like me. And I’d burn mine down just to have her again.

One contract. Two broken hearts. Zero chance of walking away. My life shattered in a single night. Betrayed by my fiancé, drowning in my family's debt, with nowhere left to turn. Then he appeared. Damien Cross. Billionaire. Bastard. The most dangerous man I've ever met. His offer was simple, marry me for one year. Save your family. Ask no questions. I should have said no. Should have seen the trap. But desperation makes you reckless, and I signed my name next to his at 3am in a Vegas chapel, our hands shaking with rage and champagne. The rules were clear: Separate bedrooms, No feelings, When the contract ends, we walk away But... We broke every single one. Now I'm trapped in his world of glass towers and cruel games, where every touch is a weapon and every kiss is a war. He looks at me like I'm his to own, like he'd burn down the world to keep me. I hate him. I crave him. I'm addicted to the chaos we create. But contracts expire. Lies unravel. And when I discover the devastating truth about why he really married me, I'll have to choose, walk away with my heart intact—or stay and let his obsession consume us both. He warned me not to fall in love with him. So, he should have warned himself.

Cette histoire se passe au Cameroun... Bonita, orpheline de père et de mère va vivre toute son enfance chez sa tante. Entre cette dernière qui est dure avec elle et son mari qui la harcèle sexuellement, elle ne sait plus à quel saint se vouer. Tout va en vrille lorsque, après la mort de sa grand-mère, celle-là même qui la soutenait inconditionnellement, son oncle essaye encore d'abuser d'elle. Elle s'enfuit et se fait aider par Ahmadou, un jeune mototaximan du quartier d'avec lequel une idylle va naître, idylle qui va sûrement souffrir de la différence entre leurs niveaux scolaires.

Warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️‼️‼️ This is an EROTICA Collection, 18+ only. Do not read if you're below that age. --- "You’re so warm,” he muttered, his hands gripping my waist as I began to move. A shudder ran through me as the rhythm built, my fingers clutching his shoulders for support while I rocked forward and back. “Fucking hell… you’re so good,” he groaned, pulling me closer. I leaned forward slightly, my hands resting beside his neck as I held onto him. “You like that?” I asked softly, my voice shaky. “You know I do,” he replied with a smirk. I moved again, slowly finding a rhythm, my breathing growing heavier with each movement. His hands tightened around my waist as the tension between us grew stronger. “We’re just getting started,” he whispered in my ear.