Sadistic Beauty

Avin returns home during the royal celebration, bringing chaos with her. She falls in love with someone unexpected, but her past catches up with her and threatens to tear them apart.

Three years ago, billionaire playboy Lucian Velmore and wild, free-spirited heiress Caliste Winslow were forced into a cold, political marriage. They sealed the deal, wore the smiles, signed the papers—and walked away. Separate lives. No questions asked. But now, the elders of both dynasties are calling them back. There's a clause in the marriage contract that demands an heir—and time is running out. What begins as a cold negotiation for a child quickly spirals into a dangerous game of proximity, passion, and buried emotions. Because some contracts are harder to break... especially when hearts are on the line.

"On your knees, baby girl." I looked up at him, lips parted. "You gonna punish me for wanting you?" His smirk was pure sin. "No, sweetheart. I'm gonna make you beg for more." ** He's the one man I was never supposed to touch. My father's best friend. Older. Ruthless. Filthy rich. Damian Wolfe owns half the city-and every filthy thought in my head. He's dangerous the way powerful men are: Quiet, controlled, and used to getting exactly what he wants. One night. One mistake. Now he's in my head, under my skin, and between my legs. He says I'm too young. Too off-limits. But his hands say otherwise. So does his moans. I was supposed to be a good girl. Now I'm the obsession he won't let go of. And the sin he won't stop tasting.

Pour sauver le prestigieux domaine de Beaumont d'une faillite imminente et honorer la mémoire de son père mystérieusement décédé, Clara de Beaumont est acculée à l'impensable. Elle doit lier son destin à celui qu'elle exècre le plus : Liam Vance, surnommé "Le Loup", l'ennemi juré de sa lignée et prédateur financier sans pitié. Le contrat est simple mais cruel : un an de mariage de façade, aucune émotion, seulement des apparitions publiques millimétrées pour réhabiliter l'image de Liam. Pourtant, derrière les portes closes du manoir, la haine ne tarde pas à se fissurer. Entre joutes verbales cinglantes et secrets de famille déterrés, une tension magnétique s'installe. Clara découvre que l'homme qui a racheté sa liberté cache des blessures profondes et une noblesse insoupçonnée, tandis que Liam voit en sa "poupée de porcelaine" une lionne prête à tout pour les siens. Leur détestation mutuelle se mue dangereusement en une passion dévorante, brisant la règle d'or de leur arrangement.

“Get your clothes off,” he said, his voice emotionless. I stared at him, my lips slightly parted in shock. What? “I said, get your clothes off,” he repeated. “Turn around. I want you on your hands and knees. Face me with your ass.” “What?” I breathed, trembling. He took a single step forward, the air tightening . “Didn’t you hear what I—” He stopped. Just like that, the words died on his tongue. His entire body froze, his eyes locked on me. It looked like he had been struck. His pupils dilated, his lips parted slightly. And then...He stepped back. “Mate.” ************* It was supposed to be a one-night stand, not a soul-binding mistake. I grew up in an orphanage, but at 19, I was forced to move to a brothel and become a sex worker. Darius Dovenia was a ruthless Alpha of Silver moon pack who happened to be my first client and as he called it…Mate. But what if the girl he's vowed to protect… was created by the monster he's sworn to kill?

Aurora Hayes had it all — success, love, and a future that seemed certain. Until the day she discovers her fiancé’s betrayal with her best friend, and the world she built comes crashing down. Determined to start over, she leaves everything behind… only to collide with the man she least expected she’d see again.Noah Carter — her brother’s best friend, a powerful billionaire with ice in his veins and secrets he’ll never speak of. Years ago, he made a promise that tore them apart. Now, fate pulls them back together under the same roof, where buried emotions burn brighter than ever.But some promises are dangerous to break, and some wounds run too deep to heal.When love and loyalty collide, how much are they willing to risk — and who will they be when the truth finally comes out?

"Alex... help… please…" I tried to whisper, but no sound came out. I saw them, Alexander had his arms wrapped around Sophia, who was clutching him like her life depended on it. She was pressed against his chest, her face buried in his neck, and she wasn't letting go. "Don't look at her," Sophia whispered loudly. "You'll only make yourself sick with guilt. This isn't your fault. She did this to herself by being dramatic." That's when I heard the scream. "Oh my God! Mrs. Sterling!" Rosa, one of our housemaids, came rushing into the dining room. "Mrs. Sterling, what happened to you?" Rosa dropped to her knees beside me, her hands fluttering over my body like she didn't know where to start. "You're bleeding! There's so much blood everywhere!” I was bleeding? I couldn't feel anything below my waist anymore, but when I managed to glance down, I saw the dark stain spreading across my dress. "Mr. Alexander!" Rosa shouted, her voice cracking with an anger I’ve never seen in her before. She looked ready to commit murder. Did I look that bad? “Your wife is dying! How can you do this to her? How can you stand there holding another woman while your wife bleeds to death on the floor?!" Rosa snarled. "Rosa, lower your voice," Alexander snapped, but I could hear something different in his tone. Uncertainty. "Take Ivy to the hospital and stop making a scene, or you'll be looking for another job." Rosa shot back, tears streaming down her face. "¡Sos un bueno para nada! What kind of man are you?" I was going to die. Right here on my dining room floor, wearing my mother's blood-stained dress while my husband comforted another woman.

HIS MAID (He's cold, She's crazy) Synopsis Meet Isabelle Fredrick, she's the real definition of craziness and beauty with a body that can make any man crazy but life doesn't go easy on her as she belongs to a poverty stricken family with two younger sisters to cater for and a mother to look after, with no means of survival she makes the ultimate decision....... a decision to become a maid to the most ruthless guy ever and did i mention that they hate each other........ well they do Then there's Alexandro Montero, one of the most popular and wealthy businessman in the country just one look at him can make any girl drool but his coldness and ruthlessness drives fear into the heart of many except for one girl and he plans on making her suffer by employing her as a maid in his mansion...... Will they continue the hate.. Or will love come into the equation

“Give me your hands,” he ordered, coldly. I froze, watching him loosen his tie as he walked closer. Something about him felt… off. Mean. Distant. My throat went dry, but I gave him my hands anyway. He gripped my wrists—tight enough for my pulse to throb under his fingers. He wrapped the tie around them and pulled, dragging me up the bed like an animal on a leash. My back hit the headboard. Before I could react, he tied the other end of the tie to the frame. Then he reached for the veil on the nightstand. “What are you doing?” I asked, heart racing. He didn’t answer….just placed the veil over my head like I was a doll. “Making sure I don’t see your face and wish it was hers,” he said, unbuttoning his shirt. I blinked. “Hers?” He leaned in. His jaw clenched. “Your twin sister,” he said. “I wanted her. Not you.” His words felt like someone yanked the floor right under me. “I should be with her,” he added cruelly. “Loving her. Worshiping her. Not stuck with a knockoff pretending to be my wife.” I couldn’t breathe. My hands fought the tie, but it was useless. I was trapped, veiled and bound. Lucian didn’t want me. He wanted ‘her’ instead. —------------- Losing her clinic was devastating. Facing eviction was worse. But accepting a mysterious nursing job? That was desperation at its finest. What Scarlett Ashford didn’t expect was that her patient would be her terminally ill twin, the same sister she’d cut ties with. And Lucian Montgomery, her sister’s cold billionaire husband, offered her a proposition far beyond medical care. He wanted her to be his surrogate. Scarlett wonders—what twisted melodrama has she gotten herself into?

Sharon’s parents convince her to marry Tom, the only son and heir to a powerful billionaire family. To them, it’s a dream union — a promise of security, prestige, and a future beyond imagination. But behind the lavish wedding and glittering smiles lies an unspoken truth. Tom has no love for Sharon. Bound by duty and family pressure, he agrees to the marriage solely to appease his parents. In secret, Tom and Sharon sign a prenuptial agreement — a quiet pact that their union will last only three years. As months turn into years, Sharon’s heart betrays her. She finds herself falling deeply in love with the man she once viewed as distant and cold. She believes time has changed him too — that perhaps love has found its way into their marriage after all. Then, just when she begins to dream of forever, Sharon’s world shatters. She walked into their living room to find Tom seated a brown envelope on the table. Calmly, he reminds her of the agreement they made three years ago. Sharon is left speechless, her heart collapsing under the weight of reality. What she thought was love was merely borrowed time — and now, it has run out.