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After discovering my husband’s betrayal, I divorced him and spent a reckless night with a stranger. The next morning, I vanished. Six years later, I return with six adorable children—only to realize my new boss is that same man, the most powerful figure in Silvercrest, rumored to be infertile. How long can I keep my secret?

When Mira first set foot in to the city of Bucharest to pursue her studies, she never expected to get involved in a near-fatal accident and get saved by a mysterious man. And she definitely didn’t plan on fantasising about him, only to discover that he is her professor, Izan. The attraction between grows to be undeniable, but Izan kept his distance, hiding a dark secret that could endanger them both. Mira was determined to find out more about him, even if it meant breaking the rules. And their paths intersect once more when she finds Izan injured in an alleyway, and she becomes his caretaker, realising the connection they share goes beyond just physical. But before she can understand their bond, he disappears without a trace, leaving her heartbroken. Week’s pass, and Mira discovers the truth behind Izan’s abrupt departure. Confronted by the reality of his existence, she still finds herself irresistibly drawn to him, despite the startling revelation that he is not human—he is a werewolf. As their worlds collide, secrets unravel, and a forbidden romance blossoms amidst the captivating allure of Bucharest. But their happiness is threatened by a dark force that seeks to destroy them. When Izan becomes the prime suspect of a murder he didn't commit, and Mira must prove his innocence before it's too late. Will they overcome the odds and find their happily ever after? Or will they lose each other in a web of lies and danger? Their journey unfolds, entwining fate, love, and the mystique of the supernatural, promising a destiny neither of them could have foreseen.

Trisha - Abuse is nothing new to me. I have had to endure it my entire life. But I did not expect the man I love to hurt me too. Love truly is blind, and apparently deaf and dumb too. Because I did not see that coming. Just when I thought I was free from my abusive ex and foster parents, they came back into my life with a bang. I found myself kidnapped and then rescued by the leader of a motorcycle gang who everyone fears. I thought my life was over, but little did I know, it was just beginning. Now I find myself hiding out at a rowdy and dangerous motorcycle club. But I soon came to see that they could offer me the home and family I longed for. I told myself I would never fall in love again, until I met him… the one they call ‘The Boogeyman.’ Rebel - In my line of work, I have seen and done things that would give any normal person nightmares. Being the leader of a Motorcycle Club is tough enough, add in the need to protect the weak and oppressed, and you get me. My club name is Rebel, but my victims call me the Boogeyman. Not that they are able to speak when I am done with them. I have built my MC on the motto, ‘Family First’, and anyone that messes with my family, meets the Boogeyman. I thought I had everything I wanted when I met the perfect old lady, but that was all an illusion. I found myself with a broken heart and a baby I now had to raise alone. That was until I rescued Trisha Harlow. She knocked me off kilter completely and presented me with an opportunity to fix one of my

Naina Harper thought she had it all, the perfect life, the perfect fiancé, and a future with Lucas, the man she believed was her soulmate. Until one night shattered everything. Drugged at a party and left vulnerable, Naina wakes up in the bed of Kyle Prescott, the cold, ruthless billionaire known for his dark desires and untouchable power. What should’ve been a nightmare becomes a mystery she tries to forget. But the real nightmare came after. Lucas didn’t just leave her at the altar, he’d been sleeping with her best friend behind her back. The love she trusted turned out to be a carefully crafted lie. She wasn’t just betrayed. She was played. And then, the final blow. Pregnant. And the father? The man from that night. Kyle Prescott. Now, with nothing left to lose, Naina steps into Kyle’s world, not for love, but for revenge. To reclaim control. To make them all pay. But Kyle isn’t a man you walk away from. Not when he’s already made his move. Not when his name is on her body… and now, in her bloodline. He’s the obsession she never chose. The sin she can’t escape. And the billionaire who won’t let her go. Because Kyle didn’t just touch her life, he claimed it. And now, Naina Harper is forever bound… to his sin. ————— This is a slow burn story with just the right mix of mystery and thriller. It’s not just about love and revenge, it’s about secrets , control and the first line between obsession and fate.

Young Elise of the Von Schillers was sent to Giancarlo so he can mentor her secretly. A cynic to love, she manages to draw him in with her innocent charm and cheeky wit, and it is seriously impairing his duties. ELISE SOLER is dreading the day she must face the world as a Von Schiller. But so far she's been distracted by her over-protective and uber-hot mentor, Giancarlo, who is sweetly serious about his responsibilities that it’s driving her nuts. She's never believed the nasty rumors about his connection to a secret and exclusive club that caters to the darkest secrets of tortured souls because, under his blanket of protection, she's never felt more safe. But when he himself confesses about The Secret Sins Club, she has to step back and see with unbiased eyes the real man lurking behind the beautiful mask ...

A holiday of raw, dirty pleasures. A collection of forbidden desires brought to life. A Christmas spent in Sin and dirty fantasies. A collection filled with hot, passionate and steamy sex. Are you ready for this rollercoaster of undiluted and unfiltered tale that'll leave you breathless, aching and sinful?. If you're not 🔞 kindly scroll past this book.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT‼️ This story contains themes of BDSM, including elements of dominance and submission, bondage, name-calling kinks (such as terms like "whore"), consensual rough play, and some scenes that involve violence. If these topics could be triggering or uncomfortable for you, I strongly recommend proceeding with caution or choosing a different story. But if you're into all this delicious chaos—welcome, and get ready for the ride of your life. Things are about to get wild. Enjoy! 😉 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Why was I thinking about his lips? Was I really that starved for attention? I couldn't tear my eyes away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the sheer need for something to distract me. But it wasn't just his lips. His jaw was sharp, the muscles of his neck visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He looked like someone who could make me forget everything. His voice broke through my thoughts. "Something wrong?" I blinked, shaking my head, forcing my eyes to pull away from him. "No. Nothing." I felt his gaze still on me, making me feel like he could see right through all the bullshit I was trying to wear. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the heartbreak, or the way he looked at me, but suddenly it didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like something I needed. Without thinking, I stood, my body moving before my mind could catch up. My heart raced as I stepped closer to him, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. He was surprised, but I didn't care. I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to me, and pressed my lips to his.

To the rest of the world, Dante is Hollywood royalty, the ridiculously attractive oldest son of the notorious Fontaine family.To Ashlyn? He's the guy who made her swear off men forever.She just wants to move on with her life. Run her bakery. Heal her broken heart. She's had three years to try and forget about Dante Fontaine. (Spoiler alert: it hasn't worked.)But when an accidental - and seriously humiliating - encounter brings him back into her life, she's forced to realize that no matter how hard she's tried to forget him, Dante definitely hasn't forgotten her.. . . and this time, he's not going to let her go.Due to explicit scenes, this steamy second chance romance is rated 18+.The Sweet Taste of Sin is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Second book in My Archangel Soulmate series ** Strong arms wrapped around my much smaller frame, comfortable warmth engulfing my tingling body, followed by the softest, sweetest touch of his lips against mine, moving in a slow, gentle kiss. My eyelids fluttered closed on their own accord, pressing myself even closer, my hand finding its way around his neck, burying my fingers in his short soft hair while the small sparks of bright light still danced in between us, mixing with each other. It felt so magical, so utterly ethereal, the way his entire being felt so close to mine, tiny pieces of himself tangling with mine, like small silvery strings those tiny pieces drawing us together, creating a supernatural bond.

Lorsque mon père m'a demandé quel homme je choisirais pour un mariage arrangé, dans cette nouvelle vie, je n'ai pas choisi Léonardo. J'ai opté pour son frère aîné : Ivan Vittorio. Mon père a été étonné de ma réponse. Après tout, tout Chicago savait que Léonardo et moi étions des amis d'enfance et que je l'avais poursuivi pendant dix ans. En tant que fille aînée de la famille Leavitt, mon nom figurait déjà à côté du sien sur la liste des mariages arrangés entre les familles. Tout le monde était persuadé que notre union était écrite dans le destin. J'ai souri tristement en repensant à ma vie précédente : j'avais en effet épousé Léonardo comme je l'avais toujours voulu, mais après notre mariage, il ne m'a jamais touchée. Je pensais qu'il avait une maladie honteuse et j'avais tout fait pour la dissimuler. Jusqu'au jour de notre sixième anniversaire de mariage, où, par hasard, j'ai ouvert le coffre-fort de son bureau et découvert qu'il y avait des photos de lui avec ma sœur adoptive, celle que j'avais fait adopter par mon père. Ils avaient même un enfant illégitime de deux ans. Leur photo de famille ressemblait à celle d'un foyer heureux. Ce jour-là, j'avais compris qu'il n'avait aucune maladie honteuse, mais qu'il ne m'avait jamais considérée comme sa femme. Plus tard, pour se débarrasser de moi, il s'était allié avec ma sœur et m'avait fait tuer. Maintenant que je suis revenue dans cette nouvelle vie, j'ai choisi de les laisser vivre leur bonheur. Mais lorsque je suis entrée dans l'église, vêtue de ma robe de mariée, et que je tenais la main d'Ivan, Léonardo est arrivé en courant, armé d'un pistolet. Il m'a crié comme un fou : « Mélanie ! » Sa voix était rauque, presque déchirée, « Tu oses l'épouser ? »