Russian Sleep

Laury runs away every time Ezekiel and Jeremiah, the irresistible brothers, cross her path. For months, she's fought the attraction that consumes her in their presence, determined to keep her heart shielded, just as she always has. She's unwilling to give in, no matter how tempting they are. However, fate tests her at her best friend's wedding. After losing her room key, she finds herself with no choice: sleep in the hallway or knock on the door across the hall, where the brothers are waiting. With a knot in her stomach, she chooses the latter. They greet her with provocative smiles and looks that promise danger. What begins as a temporary solution transforms into a bold proposal: a night with both of them, an experience that awakens her deepest desires. Between passionate kisses and disarming caresses, Laury accepts, but one certainty haunts her: when dawn breaks, her world will have changed forever.

Wake up, be fed poison, go to school and put on a show. Come home, have head knocked into the hardest thing available. Go to sleep and repeat. It's a day in the life for Kai Deneiro. Her solace is the many faces she hides behind and the performances she puts on for the world. When she's someone else, she is most loved. But, Kai has long since given up on any real notion of love. In her mind, it simply doesn't exist--not from her psychotic mother, not from her dead-beat, estranged father, and certainly not from the pretty boys with their flowery words. When she transfers to a new school, she runs into the most charmingly arrogant boy she has ever met, and things take a strange turn. When he runs into her wall of faces, he's determined to break it down and uncover the true her.

Warning: Heavy Erotica!!! Vampire/Werewolf Travis is in love with his best friend’s wife. Travis is also a vampire that can read minds. One night at a bar, he’s looking for someone to ease his pain when Tiffany walks in. He can’t read her mind and is instantly intrigued. Tiffany needs someone to marry her for one year so she can take over her father’s company. Travis volunteers to be her husband. Then she informs him he can’t sleep with anyone, herself included, the year they’re married. How is Travis supposed to survive a year without sex? Will Tiffany find out he’s a vampire? Why can’t he read her mind? The Perfect Plan is a spinoff of Addicted to You. Can be read as a stand alone however best read afterwards.

When I find out that Joe Herring—the man I've loved for ten years—is planning a grand proposal, I'm so thrilled I can't sleep a wink that night. But the next day, everyone in the pack is buzzing about how Alpha Joe just proposed to my stepsister, Nora Safford. He comes to me afterward, trying to explain. "It's not even real, Anna. Nora doesn't have anyone in the pack. I'm just doing her a favor. "Don't worry. I'll break it off before the mate-bonding ceremony next week. Then we'll have our ceremony, just like we planned." But over and over, he keeps asking me to compromise for Nora. And when the mate-bonding ceremony finally arrives, he's still with her. So in the end, I let her have him and walk away without a word.

PARA kay Rafael ay perpekto na ang buhay niya. Party all night, sleep all day, and life would be easy, tulad ng sa kanta. Falling in love is not on his lists. Serious relationships are not included on his vocabulary. Nasa kanya na ang lahat, from his head-turning look to his big-fat bank account and wealth ay wala na siyang hihilingin pa. SIMULA pagkabata ay nabuhay si Tamara na naaayon sa kagustuhan ng kanyang ina. Lahat ng sinasabi nito ay kailangan niyang sundin, mula sa pag-aaral hanggang sa pipiliing mga kaibigan. Magbabago kaya ang mga pananaw nila sa buhay kung mag-krus ang kanilang mga landas? Lalaking walang pakialam sa mangyayari at babaeng may kailangang mapatunayan. Magagawa ba silang baguhin ng pag-ibig?

I went to sleep a nobody. I woke up a Queen. One night I was just a broke, exhausted college girl. The next, I opened my eyes in silk sheets, with strangers bowing and calling me Luna Queen. The face in the mirror is mine. The body is mine. But the life isn’t. The bruises on my wrists tell a story I don’t remember, and the King I’m bound to doesn’t love me—he loathes me. They whisper that his mistress rules the palace. They say the Queen was weak. Silent. Broken. But that was before me. Now I must survive a palace that wants me dead, a King whose touch burns as much as it scars, and a kingdom waiting for me to fail. The old Luna Queen bowed to cruelty. I am not her. And if this King thinks I’ll kneel, he’s about to learn what a true Queen is made of.

My wife and I slept in separate beds for over three years. Then on our wedding anniversary, she suddenly tried to win me over. She climbed into my bed and pulled out all the stops, trying to get me to sleep with her. I stayed calm and collected. When our son started crying, I used it as an excuse to escape to his room, where I stayed all night. Vivian Hartley spent the entire night knocking on the door. The next morning, she acted sweet and gentle, graciously making me breakfast as if nothing had happened. She even tried to hand over her salary card. When my mother-in-law heard about this, she exploded at her daughter. "You pathetic fool! People need some self-respect! If you can't stand up for yourself, just get a divorce already!" Yet Vivian claimed her feelings for me ran so deep that the heavens themselves could vouch for her sincerity. She even defied her own mother. Our relatives and friends looked at us with envy. But my son and I continued to give her the cold shoulder. Finally, Vivian turned to social media for help. "Three years ago, I was busy with work. My husband and I had completely different schedules. I was afraid it would affect my performance at work, so I suggested we sleep in separate rooms. "Now our child is older, and I've swallowed my pride to try to fix things, but my husband won't even touch me." Someone in the comments gave her some advice: install hidden cameras around the house. "We can't just take your word for it. Record everything so we can see what's really going on. Plus, if things actually end in divorce, at least you'll have built up your social media following. It won't be a total loss." Vivian had no idea I was watching from among her followers.

Vampire Selina, after avenging her brother's murder, slept for five hundred years, after which she was forced to wake up by a strange scent. Just woke up from a long sleep, she was forced to sign a blood contract by a human girl - Oralie Langley. Oralie promises that after Selina helps her get revenge, she will forcefully break the contract, volunteering to turn to ashes and set Selina free. Selina is convinced, reluctantly along with this lowly human to go through the conspiracies and engage in danger. Oralie - A human girl who is warm, gentle, and sincere, like a little sun. And a vampire as hungry for warmth as Selina fell in love with that girl. But this little sun, not as bright as it seems… After all, who is Oralie? What is her true identity? And her true purpose, is it as simple as she says it is? Stripping away this beautiful skin, what does Oralie have left? Is it a corrupt conspiracy, or a dirty truth?

“Did I really sleep with my boss?” That’s the first thing that hits me when I walk into Sterling Company….and see the man who shared my hotel room, played strip poker with me, and gave me the hottest night of my life. Alexander Sterling. CEO. Untouchable. Acting like he doesn’t know me. Fine. I can play that game. Until he hands me a marriage contract. Six months. No feelings. A huge payout. And I’m desperate enough to say yes—because my toxic ex is blackmailing me, my sister is trying to steal my job and my boss, and I need the money. But there’s one problem: I’m pregnant. And I don’t know if the father is my billionaire fake husband…or the ex who won’t stay buried in my past. Now my life is unraveling fast, and my heart might be next.

‎She begged for years. ‎On her knees, in tears, swallowing every insult just to keep him. Everyone knew it. Everyone laughed at her. And he? He thought she would never stop. ‎ ‎But the last betrayal was different. It didn’t break her, it burned everything she had left for him. This time she didn’t cry, didn’t argue, didn’t even look back. She signed the divorce papers with steady hands and walked away as if he were nothing. ‎ ‎Now the woman who once begged is gone. What’s left is colder, sharper, untouchable. And the man who threw her aside is the one who can’t sleep, can’t move on, can’t forgive himself. ‎ ‎He thought she’d never leave. ‎He was wrong. ‎ When obsession turns into desire, when regret collides with lust, how far will he go to taste the woman who no longer belongs to him? ‎