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In Black Salt, love is a sickness you can’t hide—a slow gnawing beneath the skin that leaves you hollowed, grayed, and eventually gone. No one stays long enough to see it through; they leave before the rot finishes its work. It’s what the town teaches you: when it starts, you run. You look away. You survive by pretending not to feel. But Atlas is tired of pretending. The halls of Black Salt High are full of kids pretending they don’t see each other’s bruised hearts, pretending their bones aren’t already whispering warnings. Still, he can’t forget the weight of a father who stayed—not out of love, but because he never felt it deep enough to decay. That truth lingers in Atlas like a second shadow. And then there’s Nova—the outsider with a storm in her bones. And Wren, all sharpness and fight. Milo, who cracks jokes to keep the silence at bay. Luce, who wears her thorns like jewelry. Together, they don’t know how to stop the rot. But they’re learning how to sit with it, how to name it, how to refuse the small, hollow deaths of pretending not to care. In a town where love is a death sentence, staying might be the bravest thing of all.

In the future, humanity went into all-out war, leading them to the brink of destruction. Causing chaos to come to this world. Blessing some with the magic of chaos. Life has restarted, and we now live like we did in medieval times. Vampires and werewolves amassed great wealth and power, controlling vast areas of land and making humans and witches choose sides. Their only option is to choose the lesser evil, so they can at least live peacefully. There is a war of purity going on between werewolves and vampires. Both sides are looking to unlock a greater power and to ensure this, marriages to witches became more common. It is such a world that Tempest lives in. Her mother's ancestors were from a place they called Haiti before the war and explosions. Her ebony brown skin and ice-blue eyes make her the rarest kind of chaos wielder. A witch and a wielder of water. Tempest is thus a rare symbol of power. Tempest is the bastard daughter to Lord Bennet, the alpha of a smaller group of African werewolves. Where they believe purity in the pack matters. When she became a witch instead of a werewolf, she was given away to a coven of witches. The coven of witches sold her to the new ruler of the land, Alucard, a vampire with amber eyes and long pale blond hair, an immortal with the capability and strength to change the future Whether he has to be cruel or not. Can Tempest deter his sadistic ways and deliver her people from fear?

“Is that how you thank me for saving your ass?” I could feel his warm breath against my skin, a mix of mint and alcohol. His face was clearer now as the moonlight spilled on us. * * * * * Betrayed, broke, betrothed. Savannah McGrathy lost it all after her father's death shattered her once perfect world. Her stepmother and stepsister changed from the loving family she once knew, stripping her of everything she had. Betrayed by her boyfriend and stepsister and now, betrothed to the ruthless billionaire Diego Montenegro, she is hopeless with no way out. But Diego has a secret from a masked party five years ago—the one night that changed everything. He is obsessed and hopelessly in love. He remembers her clearly but Savannah has no idea they've met before. Now, he will do whatever it takes to protect her, not just from her enemies but from the demons within himself.

EROTICA ROMANCE. RATED 18+. "Oh my God!" I moan. "Mmm. Your ass is so fucking tight, baby," he says to me. He starts thrusting in and out of me harder and faster. I throw my head back and moan louder. The sounds of our skin slapping together and our moans fill his little office. I wonder if maybe people can hear us. It's so fucking hot and I can feel myself getting closer again when he pulls out. I look back at him and he's grinning. He's fucking with me. He puts his cock up to my pussy and thrusts inside of me. Then he pulls out and does it again. I feel him stick a finger inside of my asshole. "Mmm," I'm loving this. Every damn second is pure ecstasy. I find that I already want to come again. He's fingering my asshole and fucking my pussy and the feelings mixed are amazing. I reach around in front of me and begin to rub my clit. "Are you gonna come again baby?" he asks. "Yes," I moan and rub myself faster. He starts fucking me harder and deeper, thrusting into me with all of his power. We're moving the desk and either he hasn't noticed or he just doesn't care.

My husband, Joaquin Landon, is a renowned wax sculptor. He hangs up on me when I call him to save my life so he can focus on the wax sculpture his cousin wants. Amphetamine is injected into my system, so my mind is clear as I watch my nails get removed one by one. Every inch of my skin is covered in burning hot wax. My hair and lashes are plucked off, and my organs are ground. Steel pipes are inserted into my legs, and I'm turned into a wax sculpture. Joaquin sees me during an exhibition. His colleague tells him that the wax sculpture he sees looks eerily like me, but he merely looks disgusted. "All she does is cause trouble and act unreasonably. She's better off dead." What he doesn't know is that I already am. Joaquin doesn't recognize that I'm the wax sculpture before him.

Since the death of their mother, Trixie had always lived in the shadow of her sister. No matter what she did, it was never enough for their father—not since the night their mother died. A cold winter evening when she gave her life trying to protect Trixie from a band of rogues that had invaded their kingdom. The only human who ever loved Trixie for who she was had died in her arms. As her breath faded, she whispered the last words that would cling to Trixie like skin to bone: “You’re special, my child. Mama is going to be watching over you...” Those words became a fragile beacon in the dark world that followed. Years later, on their eighteenth birthday, Trixie’s sister Trisha was honored with the ceremony every Alpha deserved—firelight, songs, and the whole pack gathered in reverence. Meanwhile, Trixie was tied up behind the pack house, hidden away, a secret shame. But the forest does not care for family politics. When a group of rogues stumbled upon the weak girl passed out beneath frost-bitten branches, they saw only prey.

Ellie is horrified to discover the pharmaceutical company she works for is doing illegal experiments. Company scientists have spliced human and animal DNA, creating exotic new species. One such “experiment” captures her heart and she’ll do anything to save him—even if he hates her for it. Fury has never known compassion or love. He’s spent his life in a cell, chained and abused by humans. The one woman he allowed himself to trust betrayed him. Now he’s free and set on vengeance. He vows to end her life but when she’s finally in his grasp, harming her is the last thing he wants to do to the sexy little human. Fury can’t resist Ellie—the touch of her hands, her mouth on his skin, her body wrapped around his. He’s obsessed with the scent of his woman. And Ellie wants Fury—always has. She craves his big, powerful body and wants to heal his desolate heart. But loving Fury is one thing…taming him is another.

Katherine Harrison swore one night with Dorian would be nothing more than a reckless mistake. A secret to bury. But when her father drags her into a summer of forced family bonding with her new stepmother, Katherine finds herself under the same roof as the one man she can’t stand and can’t stop craving. Dorian lives to provoke her. Every smirk, every filthy word, every brush of his body against hers feels like a dare she’s seconds away from losing. He knows exactly how to get under her skin, and the line between hate and desire blurs more with every stolen glance. She tells herself to ignore him. To remember he’s off-limits. To keep her distance. But Dorian has other plans…plans that could expose their darkest secret and burn their world to the ground. This summer, Katherine will have to decide, fight the fire or let it consume her whole.

One heartbreak turned Violet Black into a monster. After catching her boyfriend with her sister, Violet’s rage awakened deadly powers she never knew she had, powers that killed, and exposed her to a world she was never meant to see. Now trapped in Avenmoor Academy, a brutal sanctuary where magic is law, cruelty is currency, and monsters wear school uniforms, Violet wants nothing more than to disappear, to bury her rage and guilt, to forget what she did, what she lost and what she became. But fate is merciless… and so are the six supernatural men who claim her as theirs. Feral, obsessive, and bound to her by something ancient. They don’t ask for permission. They burn for her. And the deeper they drag her into their world, the harder it becomes to remember why she ever wanted to escape. Violet isn’t searching for love. She craves silence, freedom, and control over the chaos boiling inside her, but the past never stays buried. And as forgotten sins stain her skin and long-lost truths claw their way back to the surface, Violet learns that some monsters rule kingdoms, some soulmates destroy gently and some destinies require a bloody body count before they offer peace.

Najwa, wanita yang selalu direndahkan oleh keluarga suaminya, diam-diam memiliki bakat yang luar biasa, hingga bisa menjadikan dirinya kaya tanpa sepengetahuan mereka. Saat pernikahan mereka berujung pengkhianatan, ditambah keluarga suami tak berhenti meremehkan, akankah dia masih bertahan?