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Billionaire CEO Damien Voss hasn’t slept peacefully in three years — not since the car accident that broke him. When his assistant drapes a forgotten lavender-and-strawberry scented blanket over him, Damien finally finds rest… until the precious scent is washed away forever. Desperate and unraveling, he turns to the blanket’s owner: Liora Kane, his assistant’s younger sister. With a single threat her brother’s job or her compliance Damien forces Liora into a contract: eight hours per night in his bed, nothing more. Her days remain her own. Six months only. He tells himself he is being reasonable. He only needs her scent to sleep. Nothing else. But Damien Voss was once the city’s most sought-after bachelor tall, devastatingly handsome, and powerfully built. Even after the accident, his striking looks and commanding presence remain. And though he has never been with a woman, he quickly learns how to use every inch of his body to seduce the innocent woman lying beside him. Night after night, Liora lies stiff beside the domineering CEO as he buries his face in her neck, inhaling her like a drug. What begins as clinical necessity slowly turns carnal. His touches grow bolder. His hips start to rock against her in the dark. He rubs himself against her thigh or stomach until he shudders and spills in his boxers, whispering filthy praises against her skin while she fights the unwanted heat building inside her. The contract promised safety. It promised only eight hours and nothing sexual unless she consents. Yet Damien’s obsession deepens with every shared breath. Jealousy ignites. Possession takes hold. And Liora finds herself dangerously seduced by the broken, beautiful man who needs her more than air a man willing to break every rule to make her crave him.

Before Mom's surgery, Mason—yeah, the Mason Leonhart from one of Brighton's big-name families—suddenly "had" to go on a business trip and couldn't be at the hospital. A few hours later, Judy Yeager blasted a video on social. There was Mason, Mr. Born-With-A-Silver-Spoon, recycling bottles with her. Caption: [If we work hard together, no hardship can scare us.] I couldn't resist. [Future Leonhart heir, worth ten billion, still helping his girl recycle bottles to trade in for cash—heartwarming.] It vanished in seconds. My phone lit up. Mason's voice? Ice cold. "Shiloh Harrington, what was that? Call Judy. Tell her you were joking." I laughed. "Keep playing your little poor-boy cosplay without me." Hung up. Three days till the divorce cooling-off ended. Then Mason could be the broke man he was pretending to be.

In order to protect my father, I was tortured for ten hours, but my father was busy celebrating his adopted daughter’s eighteenth birthday. With my dying breath, I called my father and said, “Dad, it’s my birthday today. Could you wish me a happy birthday?” “You crazy monster! You got your mother killed in order to celebrate your birthday! How could you still ask me to celebrate your birthday? You should just die!” With that said, he hung up. The next day, my corpse was placed in different flower pots and put in front of a police station. My father was in charge of inspecting my corpse, and he could immediately tell that the murderer did this for revenge. What they did to me was cruel and made a mockery of the police’s authority. But he did not manage to tell that the deceased was the daughter he hated.

My mate cheated on me two days before our mating ceremony… with my worst enemy. And I was still expected to marry him. Because family honour comes first. —·—·—·—·—·—·— Two hours before Iris's mating ceremony, a video lands in her hands, and destroys everything she thought she knew about her fated mate. Her father doesn’t care. The alliance is too important. The ceremony will go on. Iris is supposed to smile. Obey. Become Luna. She doesn't, she runs instead. Right into the hands of Aurelian Virex, the Lycan billionaire who owns the empire her mate serves. A man far more dangerous than the one she left behind. Now Iris has a choice: go back and live a life decided for her… Or step into a world she doesn’t understand, and lose herself to a man she was never meant to meet.

She was his unknown damnation. He was just another to add to her death row. ``` 25 year old Alina Diaz, detective Lina by day, and a ruthless assassin by night. When past trauma of losing both her father and brother in one night leads her to a life of violence, weapons, fists and blood. From affluence to gang life, Alina loses all trace of fragility in her. When she’s given a new mission: “Infiltrate the Mexican Mafia estate and assassinate Antonio Alvarez”, Lina dives headfirst into a messy, tangled web of dangerous temptation, uncovered secrets and new discoveries. 33 year old Antonio Alvarez, a powerful don haunted by control, loyalty, and the slow realization that love is the one thing he can’t command, sharpened by the cruel reality of his world, is seen as a heartless beast just like his father and he makes no attempt to clear up the misconception. Cold, unwavering and devilishly handsome. He can snap a neck in mere seconds, and hold children delicately with those same hands. When the line between loyalty and burning passion blurs, when wrenching secrets are uncovered, will love really heal open wounds, or will it add fuel to the engulfing flames? WARNING!! BOOK CONTAINS: Language| Sexual activities| Substance| Violence If you love Action, drama and romance packed into one, then you’ve found the book for you. Please, like, share, comment and don’t forget to add to library to keep up with daily updates!

His hands pinned my wrists above my head against the cold library stacks as he thrust deep inside me, hard and relentless. “Say it,” Wesley growled against my ear, voice rough with need. “Tell me this pussy is mine, Samantha.” I bit back a moan, hating how much I needed him, hating how my body betrayed me with every wet slap of skin. “Fuck you,” I gasped, even as I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist. But we both knew the truth. I was already addicted. ————- Samantha Williams is a focused literature student and proud virgin, but one night of overhearing raw sex through her thin dorm walls changes everything. She meets Wesley Adams, the arrogant, cocky basketball star who turns her world upside down. What starts as pure hatred explodes into angry kisses in the rain and risky, addictive hook-ups. But Wesley’s teammate, kind-hearted Donald Brook, offers the gentle stability Wesley never will. Trapped between intense passion and safe love, Samantha must survive academic pressure, jealousy, and her own awakening desires. Will she choose safety… or surrender to the man who makes her lose control? Dorm Room Desires— Enemies to lovers has never been this filthy. Warning ⚠️: This book contains explicit content, so stay away if you are not ready to ruin your panties.

"You can't just touch me however you please." I spat angrily as he runs his fingers along the curves of my breast. The words leaving my mouth not corresponding with the wetness in my underwear. "Is that so? Do you want to know why I can do whatever I want with you?" He asks but I don't answer. "Because I own you." Aurelia's life revolved around working long hours at multiple jobs to take care of bills but mostly to pay off her father's gambling debt. She comes home to find that she has been sold off to a mob boss by her father to save himself. Read more to find out what happens on Aurelia's journey as the mob boss' possession. Rated 18+ contains: Violence Sexual Content Vulgar Language.

She stood before the mirror, her hands trembling as she ran a brush through her hair. Her eyes were wide and fearful, a far cry from the confident and self-assured woman she had been just a few hours before. This was no ordinary betrothal – she was being forced into marriage with a man of immense wealth and power, a man she knew nothing about. She felt like a lamb being led to the slaughter. Olivia Archer woke up one morning to discover that she had been betrothed to a ruthless billionaire. She felt a mix of emotions: shock, fear, and confusion. She knew that saying no to the betrothal would have dire consequences, but saying yes seemed even more dangerous. What was she to do? The options before her seemed impossible, and yet she had to make a choice. Which path would she take?

While preparing for the SATs at the library, my brother is accidentally shot and injured, causing him to bleed profusely. I pass by this scene but turn a blind eye and quicken my pace to leave. This is because in my previous life, when I saw him, I rushed him to the hospital in a panic. He had intracranial hemorrhaging, and he urgently needed surgery. I quickly called my mom, the top neurosurgeon in the city, begging her to come to the hospital as soon as possible. However, she thought I was jealous that she had taken my adopted sister to the beach instead of spending time with me. She also believed I had fabricated the story about my brother's injury, and thus refused to return. By the time my dad and the rest of the family hurried to the hospital, it was too late for rescue efforts—my brother had passed away. The whole family blamed me for his death. They were convinced that I had deliberately misled my mom and delayed his critical treatment. When my mom returned from out of town, she lost her composure and pushed me down the stairs, watching coldly as I bled to death. After opening my eyes again, I had returned to the day my brother was shot at the library.

Her husband gave her a divorce paper less than twenty-four hours after their wedding. D__Divorce? What?” Her marriage crumbles in 24 hours. JOPHIEL tosses a divorce paper in Sloane’s face, whispering, “I never loved you—just needed your fortune.” Betrayed by her husband, stepsister, step‑mom, and dad, Sloane signs away everything, walks out, and hooks up with a stranger. Six years later she storms back into New York with Quadruplets—Two spitting images of JOPHIEL , two of the mystery men she had a one night stand with. Both men now want her back… and the babies. Will Sloane ever forgive? Who really fathered the quads? Read this Scandalous story with me – discover who the quads belong to and whether love can survive betrayal. Content Warning. Strictly 18+. It contains DarkRomance, such as lust, obsession. You’ll love it