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~ ALISTAIR ~ I hate him. There’s no point in admiring what you can’t be. I hate his sharp tongue, his smug smirk, the way he looks at me like he already knows how this ends. I don’t like men. Calvin Rutledge is a problem. A problem I can’t ignore. A problem that’s in my face, under my skin, unraveling me one smirk at a time. But the worst part? I want him. And he knows it. Now, every glance burns, every touch lingers, and every fight makes me crave the one thing I swore I’d never want—him. A man. A know-it-all who plays by his own rules. I was never supposed to want him. And yet, here I am… falling. __ ~ CALVIN ~ I know his type. Rich. Arrogant. A cocky football star who thinks the world revolves around him. Alistair Morano is all that—and more. My sworn enemy. My reluctant project partner. My ‘boss’. He thinks I’m just another nerd he can push around. Cute. But here’s the thing—he’s the one being played. By the time he realizes I’m the one pulling the strings, it’ll be too late. Because he’ll be mine. Mine to tease. Mine to break. Mine to ruin. And when he finally falls? I’ll be right there, waiting to catch him, just to break him all over again.

Lena thought graduate school would be about focus, discipline, and finally proving to herself that she belonged in the world of academics. Books, research, and long nights in the library—that was the plan. Romance had no place in it. Especially not with the one man who should have been completely off-limits. Professor Jace Carrington is everything Lena was warned about. Brilliant. Confident. Dangerous in his quiet control. His lectures command attention, his presence silences a room, and when his eyes find hers across the crowded lecture hall, she feels both seen and undone. He is a man who draws lines with precision—and a man who knows exactly how to make someone want to cross them. What begins as a spark of curiosity turns into stolen glances, late-night office hours, and conversations that blur the line between mentorship and something far more intimate. Jace’s rules are simple: no one can know, and she always has a choice. But rules are easy to write and far harder to follow. The deeper Lena falls, the more she realizes this isn’t just attraction—it’s obsession, it’s surrender, and it’s freedom all at once. Secrets, however, have a way of surfacing, and on a campus where whispers spread like wildfire, forbidden love can burn everything in its path. Lessons After Dark is a steamy, character-driven romance filled with power, temptation, and the dangerous pull of a secret relationship. For readers who crave tension, intimacy, and the thrill of crossing every line you were told not to, this story will keep you turning pages long after the lights go out.

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish. But they forgot one thing: Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered: “She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.” Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name. And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash. But enemies stir in silence. Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open. Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel. And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence: The gods will end. She will not. And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers: “The Flame That Walks Returns. Let the gods burn first.”

For some , love that can't be is enough reason for them to fall apart but for others , it's a fight they are willing to endure . Their course of love never run smooth since the taboo tries to prevent them from being in a relationship openly . Opposed by the whole world due to cultural ,societal and religious norms because the condemned love trope consists of taboo in society ,class difference , feuding families , religious restrictions ,not forgetting the age difference hence it would be hard or even impossible for them to be together. As they say ,' there is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable ,'we always long for the proscribed things ,desire what is denied us and crave what we can't have .Therefore , they put their trust and faith into the love that is prohibited and vow to do their best to achieve that happily ever after ending we all want BUT the million dollar question is will their illicit love be enough reason for them to fall apart or it's a fight they are willing to endure no matter the matter ? With the fact that love we can't have is the one that last the longest , hurts the deepest and feels the strongest in mind ,will the power of love hold their relationship so it will last till only death do them apart or the deepest pain their love brings will result in them breaking up ? Will their banned love be enough to test everything that goes their way ? Why don't we find out the answers to all the unanswered questions in the illicit love {uthando olungeko emthethweni} story before curiosity kills the cat . . . *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness*

It's my first day undercover at my future husband's dessert shop, and chaos walks in with fake lashes and two-inch nails. "I want an ice cream. Heated." I paused. "Just checking... You want your ice cream hot?" She gave me a look like I'd failed kindergarten. "Yes. Hot ice cream. Are you slow?" Deep breath. Zen mode. Customer-first service smile. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Ice cream has to stay frozen, or it just turns into—well... milk. If you want something warm, we have hot tea or coffee." "I'm pregnant!" she screeched. "Pregnant women crave weird things! Plus, my doctor said I can't eat anything cold! Are you trying to kill my baby and me? Is that what this is?!" People started turning their heads. Fantastic. A whole audience. I kept my voice low. "Ma'am, I can refund you." She suddenly smacked the counter, knocking the scanner sideways. Her nails shot past my face like tiny knives. "What kind of attitude is that?! A pathetic cashier talking back to me? I'll call my husband and get you fired!" Then, she leaned in like she was about to reveal a royal bloodline. "Guess what? I'm the boss's wife." I blinked. If that was true, I really needed to stop thinking about helping my boyfriend to open 3,000 franchise stores.

"You belong to me." Cold grey eyes hold mine, hard and searing. "Your moans, your tears, your screams, I own them all. Anyone who tries to take you away from me again will meet their deaths." My breaths come fast and I can only hold myself up on my elbows, thighs quivering around his head. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. _____ Gwen harbours a little secret. Okay, not exactly so little if it has the potential to pit important factions against each other and result in bloody wars. When Malcolm Blaine, the king of all werewolves, is captured, she's thrust into the limelight and the Hunters decide she's more than just a shy, unassuming scientist who works for them. She's put in charge of gaining his trust. But Gwen has never met someone so powerful, so intense and wildly passionate as he is cold and callous. He constantly pushes her boundaries and although his hardened exterior might tell otherwise, she suspects she affects him just the same. In a wicked twist of fate, he escapes Mount Pyre, the seat of the Hunters, and takes her his prisoner. As they battle dangerous enemies and strive to escape the Hunters, Loyalties are tested and sparks fly in this tale of forbidden love. When the threat of a more malicious enemy rises, Malcolm has to decide if he'll stay true to his kingdom, or risk it all just to have the woman he's coming to crave mind, body and soul...

Marcus Blackwood was sent to kill me. He was supposed to get close, earn my trust, and end my life before I ever discovered what I truly am. But neither of us expected the bond, it happened so fast. At thirty, I thought I had everything, being the CEO of my family’s billion-dollar empire, flawless reputation, a future perfectly mapped out. The world saw a brilliant businessman. They didn’t see the nightmares, the struggles for being lonely and sex starved. Keeping the facade of being a perfect son and a perfect CEO. The woman drenched with blood calling my name. The wolves howling beneath a crimson moon. I was never meant to live in the human world. I am the forbidden son of a vampire princess and a werewolf beta,the hidden heir whose birth once nearly destroyed both clans. A living prophecy powerful enough to reignite a war buried in blood. And Marcus? He was raised by the Vampire Elders to obey without question. His mission is simple: Find me. Understand me, and kill me. But the closer he gets, the more dangerous everything becomes. Because he doesn’t look at me like a target. He looks at me like I belong to him. And when enemies begin to crave each other, when assassins hesitate, when fate binds two men who should never touch… War is no longer the greatest threat, but love is..... And if he has to choose between his orders and my life I don’t know if he’ll kiss me… Or finish the job.

" He took everything from me,yet I still crave his touch." She was the last surviving Kane, the enemy he swore to destroy. He was the ruthless Alpha who stole her in the dead of night. Elara Kane thought the massacre that took her family was just another pack war. Until Damien Voss, the dark Alpha of the Voss pack, kidnapped her and made her his captive. Now, trapped in his shadowed mansion, Elara feels the dangerous pull of the mate bond she never asked for. His touch sets her body on fire, even as his secrets threaten to tear her apart. "You belong to me now, little wolf," Damien growls, his amber eyes burning with raw possession. "Fight me all you want. But your body already knows the truth, you're mine to claim, mine to protect, and mine to ruin." But when a rival Kane Alpha reveals the bloody truth about the night her parents died, Elara’s world shatters. Damien survived the massacre by making a deal soaked in blood. Was her capture truly fate or the cruelest part of his revenge? As ancient forces awaken and war erupts between packs, Elara must choose: Run to the blood family that wants her back, or surrender to the forbidden obsession of the Alpha who stole her heart and maybe her soul. In a world ruled by claws and fangs, one wrong choice could mean death. But resisting the Alpha’s dark desire might be the deadliest sin of all.

"Kneel boys." I ordered watching the triplets with a condescending gaze. They all glanced at each other and when I thought they would hightail it out of here, they fell to their knees with a collective thud. I leaned back on the chair, crossing my legs in a domineering way as my lips curved into a victorious smirk. "That's right Alphas. Stay right below me, right where you belong." Shannon Hirthe, a lowly omega raised by a single mother has always been the scorn of society wherever she goes. Her miserable life is suddenly turned even worse when her mother announces her marriage and mating to the alpha of the dark moon pack. The marriage isn't your ordinary one as it includes triplet heirs who just happen to be her mate and stepbrothers. They hate her for trying to invade their peaceful life so they make her life a living hell. It cannot get worse? It does. She soon finds out that they have murdered her mother and that too in cold blood. She escapes and then returns stronger, better and with a thirst for revenge. She wants to make them beg. Her plan is going smoothly as she has them at her mercy. Or so she thought. What happens when she begins to find herself enraptured by their fiery gazes? What happens when she begins to crave being sandwiched between them? What if a complication appears in form of a little child? What if the past is not as it seems? Everything is quickly spiraling out of control. Will Shannon be able to take control again?

CONTENT WARNING: This dark romance contains explicit sexual content (edging, power play, rough & possessive sex, public humiliation, obsession)...For 18+ readers only. HEA guaranteed, but the journey is filthy, twisted, and unapologetically sinful... “You think you can run from me, LittleSin?” Jax growls low against her throat, his fingers sliding slowly between her thighs, circling her clit with torturous precision. “Every moan you posted… every filthy promise you whispered to the camera… that was mine. Beg again. Louder this time. Let the whole city hear how soaked you get when I tie you up in sin.” He edges her mercilessly then stops with a wicked smile. “One woman was never enough… until you. Now you’re everything. And I’m going to prove it every single night with my actions, my fingers, my tongue and my cock, until you forget what it feels like to doubt me.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Raven Sinclair was raised to fear men, to crave the convent’s cold safety. But her secret rebellion as LittleSin drew the deadliest hunter: Jax Blackwood, the billionaire she once robbed and ghosted, now playing her “husband” in a dangerous game of fake amnesia and raw obsession. Trapped in his penthouse, every touch is punishment and promise. Betrayals explode, masks shatter, love proves more dangerous than any lie. When the world tries to shame her, Raven reclaims every inch of her desire and Jax proves, night after filthy night, that one woman is more than enough.~~