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I was tasked with escorting classified information back to the wolf pack with my mate. As we were about to board the plane, he claimed to have left an important document at the hotel and told me to fly back first. I agreed, but after he left, I checked his location through the location sharing on my phone. He did not go back to the hotel like he said he would; instead, he changed his route and headed into human territory. I followed in a taxi and saw a young human woman holding a child at the entrance of a mansion. "Winston, you're finally back. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you." He took the child and kissed the woman on the lips. "I knew you missed me, so I pushed back my work with the pack to spend time with you. Wherever you are is home." I did not confront them. Instead, I called the Alpha King. "Winston Holmes, the Alpha of the Hyan pack, is colluding with human spies and selling werewolf secrets. I request that the Alpha King dispatch guards to assist me in capturing him."

On the evening of her wedding anniversary, Diana walks into her own home carrying groceries and hope, only to realise she has already been replaced. Replaced by her daughter’s school teacher – Lauren Johnson. “You threw her a birthday party in my house?” Diana asked, her voice shaking. “On our wedding anniversary?” She’s rejected not only by her husband, but by her own daughter too. “Miss Lauren, can you please be my Mommy?” Selena cried. “I hate her!” She pointed at her mother, her little eight-years-old voice betraying her age. Every sacrifice finally reveals itself for what it was: slow erasure. When Diana places a file in Henry’s hand and says, “Sign this,” she is done begging. She walks away quietly. Only then does the house feel empty. “Where’s Mommy?” Selena asks as they returns not able to find Diana anywhere in the house. What happens when Henry discovers the document he signed was actually their divorce paper? Will he be able to cope with Diana gone? How about Selena – their daughter, what becomes of her?

After two years of marriage, Khloe Roswell went to reissue her marriage certificate—and discovered the document she'd cherished was a forgery. Determined to confront her husband, Trey Fox, she instead overheard the devastating truth: the man who had tenderly cared for her for six years had, in fact, been married for five—to their university’s advisor, who was six years older than him. She wasn't just his cover; he had branded her barren and forced her to raise his child with another woman. Disgusted, Khloe called the lawyer about her inheritance. Her declaration was simple and left no room for doubt. "I am unmarried. I have no children. The assets are mine, and mine alone." With that, she walked away without a backward glance. Trey, smug and convinced she had nowhere to go, waited for her to come crawling back. He never imagined the day he'd see Khloe again in a marriage alliance broadcast to the nation. Now, she stood in the spotlight, commanding unimaginable wealth, side-by-side with a man at the pinnacle of power—basking in the world's envy.

My name is Oliver Blaese. I have an IQ of 145, a hacker's instincts, a mouth I can’t keep shut, and a list of men who shouldn’t be allowed to keep breathing. The courts won’t touch them. The press won’t do their jobs. So I find a Russian mercenary the size of a small building who runs the most lethal black-ops team in the world, and I make him an offer. He says yes. He also says other things. "On your knees." "Mine." Things in Russian he doesn’t bother to translate, that I look up later while bleeding from a cut he’s put his mouth on. Things I shouldn’t enjoy as much as I do. By the time the world is paying attention, the Syndicate is hunting us, my MI6 mother knows exactly what I’ve been doing, and Kirill is the only person who knows where every part of me lives. I don’t regret a single name. I don’t regret a single bullet. I definitely don’t regret him. MM dark romance. Heavy kink. Hard violence. Earned HEA.

I had given up the Luna position six times for Silas Blackthorn. The first time, I shattered every moonstone lamp in the master bedroom and threw his clothes into the rain. The second time, I cried until my wolf went hoarse, asking him why I had to be the one who stepped aside. The third time, I begged him to leave at least one suitcase behind, because I was terrified he would never come back. By the fifth time, I had learned to fold his coats, pack his luggage, and stay silent so he would not get angry. Every time, he kissed my forehead and promised, “Seven days. Then everything goes back to normal.” And every time, I believed him. Until the sixth time. This time, when Silas handed me the document and asked me to step aside again, I signed without crying. He thought it was another temporary Luna authorization form. He did not know it was the mate bond release agreement. Seven days later, while he waited for me to return to the main house and reclaim my title, the bond between us broke. And by then, I had already left Blackthorn territory for good.

Only one woman’s foot will fit this size 11 1/2 glass slipper… AJ Jacobson: Billionaire CEO AJ wants nothing more than to just get away from his busy life. So when he goes to an employee’s wedding and meets a beautiful girl, he feels like he can lose himself to her. Despite an intense night of passion, he wakes up in an empty bed. The only clue he has to find his Cinderella? A glass slipper and two handwritten lines on a note, fished out of a dumpster and almost unreadable… Kat Ryder: When responsible Kat lets her hair down for one night, she meets a gorgeous stranger who really likes the new her. After an enchanting evening together, Kat gets an early morning call into work by a panicked boss. Knowing that she must see him again, she leaves a letter for the sleeping hunk and signs it, “Yours Truly, Kat,” not realizing that’s the only part of the note that will survive. However, there are other consequences to her night of fun, especially when she finally meets up with her one-night-stand… What if AJ is actually her company’s CEO?

“I searched for you everywhere, Marissa. I hired the best investigators. I realized too late that I needed you in my life. And now that you are here, I cannot let you go.” His voice was weak. His eyes were desperate. And the desperation only made me feel more satisfied than I had in years. I could walk away and let Tristan’s perfect world fall apart. Or I could stay. Crush the empire my sweat was built on, watch Tristan wallow in pain as his world crumbles. I could become the queen of the game he started ten years ago. ********** Marissa, a plus sized lady, was once the talented designer whose creativity turned her husband’s company into a success. Tristan hid her because he was ashamed of her size, stole her work, and even named her designs after his lover. That same night, she lost her pregnancy. Now, ten years later, the empire he built was sinking. But Marissa? She returned stronger, more beautiful, and fearless. When the man who broke her begins to beg, will Marissa forgive him or turn the game to her playground where Tristan will face the worst kind of pain than she ever did?

You should enjoy it. Bitches like you don’t deserve vanilla sex." He hovered over me and took my sore, overly sensitive nipple in his mouth. He bit it hard and I screamed. He rammed his shaft deep into my cunt at once and I screamed. “Fuck!” he didn’t give me a chance to adjust to his size or anything. He kept on moving in and out at a speed I couldn’t keep up with. “Is this not how you like it? How you like to be fucked like the whore that You are,” he said and grabbed my chin as he yelled in my face. He didn’t give me any breathing space. I surely was going to get sore after this. ^.^.^.^ Leia Gambino thought she had seen the worst when her father, Roman Gambino; an American mafia boss forced her to marry Jericho de Luca; the heir apparent to the capo de carmine of the well-feared Italian mafia; Banda Della. Little did Leia know that she was sold away in disguise. On her wedding day, none of her parents were around. Things took a worst turn on the first night. Jericho sees Leia as a sex object and a panacea for his impotence while Jericho's father sees her as a business tool and a bait.

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!"

"You're no daughter of this pack," my mother hissed, her golden eyes flashing in the firelight. "If you can't support your Alpha sister, then get out." I should have seen it coming. In the Ashveil Pack, family means everything—unless you're me. Vera Darkthorne, the disappointment. While my perfect sister Eris got the love, the title, even my mate Cain, I got a mating ceremony where nobody showed up. Not even the man who swore he'd always be mine. That night, I ran. Now I've built a new life in Berlin's underground werewolf syndicate, where strength is the only law that matters. I've learned to fight, to lead, to make wolves twice my size back down with just a look. But when a message comes that Eris's dying, the pack demands my return. "Come home, Vera," my father's voice crackles through the phone. "Your sister needs you." I almost laugh. After everything? But this time, I'm not the weak wolf they left behind. This time, I have fangs of my own. And when wolves hunt you down, you don't run—you rip their throats out first.