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*Emily 🖤* Just one night. That’s all it was supposed to be. I never knew one night could change everything. Could burn through every wall I’ve built. Could leave me craving someone I should’ve walked away from. He’s handsome—dark in the way shadows linger even when the lights are on. Powerful. Dangerous. Magnetic. Everyone says he’s a hero. That he’s the man who takes down the monsters hiding in plain sight. But he doesn’t look like the hero to me. Not when I’ve seen the way he watches me. Not when I’ve felt the way his hands command and control. There’s something he’s not telling me. Something I shouldn’t have seen… something I can’t unfeel. And now my sister is involved — and that’s when the truth dawned. This isn't just danger. It's a storm. I should run. He’s mafia. I’m just a college girl with a sharp tongue, a guarded heart——and one secret. I’m not built for his world. But near him, all the strength I thought I had crumbles. I’m bold. I don’t bend. But with him, I shatter. And the worst part? I don’t want to be saved from it. I want him. All of him — the light, the dark, the secrets, the sins. But one thing I know for sure: Love like this? It always ends in blood. *Xavier.* ⬛ One night. That’s all it took. She thinks it was nothing, but from the moment I saw her, I knew. She was mine—her body, her mind, her chaos. She cracked the Omertà file. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s already in my world. In my world… There’s no way out. ---

As she had wished, I succumbed to sickness in that rented apartment. Fortunately for me, I woke up again to the day I first sponsored Janice.

Step into sin…. Behind closed doors, desire has no rules. The forbidden stepfather who can’t keep his hands to himself. The older man who teaches her lessons no classroom ever could. The roommate whose touch ignites something neither of them can name. The rival who becomes the one person she can’t stop wanting. This is college, but not the way anyone warned you about. Welcome to the darkest, wettest, most sinfully intoxicating collection of desires you’ve ever read. These aren’t love stories. They’re hunger stories. And once you start, you won’t stop until you’re completely undone. Drip. By. Drip.

Mi hermana y yo teníamos una fertilidad excepcional, un don especial que nos permitía concebir con facilidad. Ella se casó con un campesino pobre de la aldea y dio a luz cinco hijos varones. La familia prosperó y salió de la miseria. Yo me casé con el hijo del jefe de la aldea, Diego Suárez, pero solo tuve hijas. Atrapado en las ideas feudales que valoran más a los hijos varones, mi esposo me consideró una vergüenza y me mató a golpes junto a mis niñas. Al abrir los ojos de nuevo, había renacido en el día en que la casamentera vino a proponer los matrimonios. Al ver que Diego, contra todo pronóstico, eligió a mi hermana Lucía García, quien tenía una discapacidad en la pierna, entendí: él también había renacido. Creía que al casarse con ella tendría hijos varones, sin saber que él padecía un trastorno genético que le impedía engendrarlos. Señalé al joven estudiante pobre, delgado y silencioso en el rincón, y declaré sin rodeos: —¡Yo me casaré con él!

My father was the CEO of a major corporation, and I was his illegitimate daughter—the one no one was supposed to know about. Growing up, I was the child nobody cared for. My father didn’t love me, and my mother wasn’t much better. From a young age, it was just me and my little brother looking out for each other. When I got into college, my father’s family decided to take my brother in. However, only a few days later, I received the news that my brother was dead.  I knew, deep down, that his death wasn’t just some accident. From that moment on, I worked even harder, determined to succeed. When I finally returned, I had a special gift prepared for my father’s family. This one’s for my brother!

My name is Caleb Greyson, I’m eighteen, unwanted by my parents, unwanted by God, abandoned by the only boy I ever loved—traded out like garbage for my mother’s sister.So if you’re looking for a happy love story, you will be disappointed.The university of Delaware would save me, or that’s what I thought, somewhere I could forget who I used to be.The old red buildings, beautiful towering trees, sunlight reflecting on ancient stones, everything looked perfect from the outside. Who knew pretty things could have sharp teeth?Now I’m trapped in a cracked room, with Lukas Carter, a closeted, arrogant and angry hockey player, deep in denial for a roommate.Then Tony, sweet, lonely Tony, who built his life around Lukas, gave up his whole future just to be close to Lukas. Standing in the same place for years, just waiting to be wanted.I didn’t want to get close, didn’t want to care. But we’re all slaves to loneliness. Now I’m drowning in secrets, addictions, and the wreckage of boys who only know ruin, need and the ugly parts of wanting too much from people who never promised anything.And Tyler Brown? I don’t want to talk about him.

I suffer from extreme mental illness. My sister, Ava Monroe, became a facial model to earn money for my expensive medical treatment. She was 5’3” tall but was noticed because of her beauty by a wealthy young man by the name of Dominic Pierce with a leg obsession. He imprisoned her. “This is the most beautiful face I’ve ever seen. If only your legs were a bit longer, I’d die with a smile.” Ava was forced to have leg-lengthening surgery. After the operation, her legs began to rot. Dominic found her disgusting and locked her in the basement. He tortured her until she died. I got kicked out of the mental health institute because I could not pay the medical fees. I found Dominic surrounded by beautiful women with long legs. “Those are the prettiest legs I’ve ever seen. If only your face were a little cuter, I’d die with a smile!” I pointed to the painting of Ava and scoffed, “What if I become her?”

Pria lemah itu, ternyata seorang pimpinan dunia bawah tanah >>> Bintang Morales kembali dari kematiannya, setelah lima belas tahun menghilang. Dia kembali untuk membalaskan dendam kematian orangtuanya. Menerima tawaran menjadi pimpinan Fierce Spider yang kejam. Hanya untuk menemukan informasi pelaku pembunuh orangtuanya. "Siapa pimpinan baru Fierce Spider? Aku ingin membayar mahal untuk menghancurkan hidup Bintang Morales, sama seperti dia membunuh mental sekaligus keuangan Damian Marley! Benar-benar amazing." 'Bagaimana mungkin? Orang yang ingin dihancurkan dan dikagumi Ekaputra adalah orang yang sama Bintang Morales!' batin Rivaldo gemetar. Bintang juga terjebak ke dalam pernikahan dengan gadis manja dan ceroboh, parahnya usia gadis itu baru 17 tahun. Tanpa Bintang sadari, Fierce Spider, keluarga Lee istrinya, semuanya saling terhubung.

He caught hold of her leg and yanked backwards. She hung on and flailed both legs, kicking him in the head, the face. He fought to hold her legs down. Sweat lathered her hands. They slipped from the post. He yanked again. She rolled over to face him and punched with both fists. Her right fist caught him in the eye. He growled in pain, then threw himself on top of her, pinning her arms and legs. She screamed.She strained to free herself, lunged up to bite him. He jerked backwards. They slid down one stair. She tried to scream again. He slapped a palm over her mouth, his breath hot on her face.She fought him until they had tumbled down every stair. By the time they reached the bottom, every ligament burned. She stared at him wide-eyed, gasping for breath between his bruising fingers.She trembled violently, longed to run again but knew it would do no good. He stood at a good seven inches taller and outweighed her by at least fifty pounds. She didn't stand a chance.All she could do now was placate him. Do what he wanted... no matter what it was!

Julian Ashford, the golden boy of the city's elite, had his left leg broken by his father with a golf club -- all because of me, a scholarship student. He was stripped of his billion-dollar inheritance and cast out of the family. For three years, he dragged that ruined leg around an auto repair shop, doing backbreaking labor just to scrape together enough for my college tuition. Everyone said I was the luckiest girl alive -- that I'd brought the untouchable heir of a financial empire to his knees, made him willing to live on scraps in the worst part of town. Today was our three-year anniversary. I was carrying the freshly signed Holloway Group inheritance confirmation documents, ready to finally tell him my real identity and pull him out of this misery. I walked down the corridor of The Grand Pavilion, holding a box of vanilla shortbread -- his favorite. Through the half-open door of a private suite, Julian Ashford stood tall on two perfectly healthy legs, dressed in an immaculate tailored suit, sliding a rare pink diamond ring onto the finger of Victoria Sterling -- the city's most celebrated socialite. "Victoria, I used that scholarship girl as a shield to survive three years of my old man's relentless arranged marriage schemes. My body's completely untouched. You've always been the one I was going to marry." I looked down at my own hands, cracked and raw from the cold, and tore the inheritance documents to shreds.