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We have been dating for ten years, but Vincent Carter has never been romantic toward me. However, before our wedding, he has someone deliver a delicate bracelet and an elegant dress to me. I take photos of them happily, only to find a card tucked inside the dress that's not addressed to me. Just as I'm about to contact Vincent, I see a post from Emily Foster, his childhood sweetheart, on her social media. "Someone stole something that belongs to me!" That's also how I find out Vincent has also bought her an apartment. The address stated on the card is for the unit downstairs. The gift is meant for unit 701, but it's delivered to me by mistake. I pick up the items and go downstairs, just in time to see Vincent gently comforting her in his arms. The moment he sees me, his face darkens with irritation. "Can you stop overreacting? You're always suspicious for no reason. Emily and I grew up together. If we were going to be together, you wouldn't even be in the picture!" If it were before, I would've been furious and demanded an explanation. But now, I simply let out a chuckle and toss the gifts onto him. "I wish you both the best, then."

What started as a heated rivalry, right from birth, turned into something even crazier when the two most powerful Mafia Bosses, Dex Russo and Elian Virelli, are suddenly thrown into an arranged marriage. Orchestrated by Elian's grandfather and Dex's Father. With two heirs thrown into a cage and tested to see if they would thrive together or be each other's downfall. Blood is bound to flow, sparks will ignite, and fire, hotter and bigger than any of them could ever think of, will consume them. And when it does, no one. No. One. Is going to be able to stop them.

During the year that changed my life, my high school homeroom teacher called me to the corridor and asked if I was the heroine of the dirty scandal that shook the whole school. “I know you’re here on a scholarship because of your family’s underprivileged background, but you can’t just do anything for money!” As everyone threw me strange looks, she continued smugly, “Don’t deny it. The mole on the girl’s neck is just like yours!” I calmly wiped off the ink stain on my skin, revealing my unblemished neck. My teacher turned red in the face. Unfortunately for her, I had been reborn. This time, I was not going to fall into the same traps.

Previously known as: I'll never forgive you Maryam Junaid, a pious, confident young Muslimah who lost her parents in a fire at the age of ten. As the little girl wandered the dangerous streets of New York, she was kidnapped and somehow ended up in the foster home of the Mehmoods. At the young age o

As I walked through the dimly lit hallway, my heart was still racing, my breath uneven from the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed me in the last few hours. Then, my eyes flickered up, catching sight of the metal plaque bolted to the doorpost "Wing 1." A cold chill ran down my spine. My body went rigid as Otto’s letter flashed vividly in my mind, the words echoing as if he said it directly to my face "Room 316. Wing 2." No. No. No. No. Oh, God. A sickening wave of realization crashed over me, leaving me breathless. The man in the grey suit… He had smiled, nodded, and gestured me down this hallway. So confident. So sure. And like a fool, I had followed. I had made a mistake. A colossal, irreversible mistake. My stomach twisted violently as the truth settled in, thick and suffocating. I had entered the wrong wing. The wrong room. The wrong bed. I had given myself to a stranger. My heartbeat pounded in my ears, drowning out everything else. The world tilted, my vision blurred. What had I done? How far is too far? In this encapsulating masterpiesce, Sucre is down for whatever gets him closer to taking revenge on Otto - his twin brother's killer. But, would he really do all that is necessary? Would he chose his ambition over that of Luca the cartel’s underboss and his lover? Can he stop the knife and gun violence on campus and win the five million dollars prize money? Dive into a story of love, betrayal, romance and suspense. The Cartel’s Forbidden Love is a gripping and intriguing read that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.

There should be a fine line between love, obsession, and addiction, but for Zohan Salvatore, all of these feelings were mixed, creating a monster out of him. Gloria Hensler moved to California in search of work to support her sick brother, Josh Chen. But when she witnesses a gruesome incident of death and becomes the only eyewitness, Zohan Salvatore, the leader of the mafia gang, The Carnival, hunts her down and finds a new means to entertain himself. As he forces her to sign a marriage contract to become a member of The Carnival she gets entangled in a mess of illegal activities, forced love, and betrayal with her friends. What will happen when his twisted and hateful idea of tormenting her starts to make him addicted to her? And what will Gloria do when she unveils her family secrets and tends to the demon she's tied to?

“$100,000!” yelled a man with a golden tooth and a scar that looked like it had been carved by a bear. “$200,000!” “$300,000!” The numbers climbed, each one a nail on my coffin. “$1 million.” The entire room froze and practically everyone turned towards the deep commanding voice. "Going once... The Princess of Sinaloa, Sold for $1 million!" *************************** Lola Volcan lived as the princess of Sinaloa believing her family’s wealth came from tequila exports. Her life falls apart when her father is murdered. She is sold by family to the Cali Cartel, led by the merciless Ramon Cali. A man whose name alone silences entire cities. Everyone expects the sheltered princesa to break. But under her delicate innocence burns a volcano of cunning mischief, defiance and rage that is fueled by betrayal. Ramon is enchanted by her wits, courage and beauty as he drags her into his world of luxury, danger and violence. As Lola plots her revenge against the family that betrayed her, she is also working against the Cali Cartel. She finds herself caught in an erotic entanglement with the man who now owns her. Their twisted game of manipulation grows into dangerous obsession and passion. He realizes her sabotage but is already head over heels for her. When the rival Gomez Cartel declares war, Ramon does the unexpected. Lola Volcan rises from the ashes of betrayal, daring to rewrite her destiny. In her vengeance will she spare the man who not only owns her body but now her heart too. Or will she crush him along side all who betrayed her?

One night. No names. No promises. Nova Chen thought she'd never see those grey eyes again. She was wrong. When her twin sister Lyra panics days before her arranged marriage to Damien Cross — Halvenmoor's coldest, most powerful billionaire — Nova does what she has always done. She steps in. One ceremony. One signature. One week, then she disappears and nobody gets hurt. Except Lyra never comes back. Now Nova is trapped inside a mansion full of secrets, living under her sister's name, watching her lies multiply by the day. The staff notice everything. The mother-in-law suspects something. And Damien himself watches her across every dinner table with those pale grey eyes that see far more than he lets on. Those same eyes she last saw in a dark courtyard three months ago. Before she knew his name. Before she knew she was pregnant. Nova is carrying the child of the man she is deceiving — a man who does not forgive, does not bend, and is already circling closer to the truth. And somewhere in the city, her sister is hiding with a dangerous man whose agenda could destroy everything Nova is desperately trying to hold together. She came to buy Lyra one week. She stayed because leaving would cost her everything. And the billionaire who was never supposed to matter is becoming the one thing she cannot afford to lose. One wrong choice. One impossible secret. And a love built on borrowed time.

BLURB Katerina Romano was born to inherit an empire built on fear — but she has no intention of living as her father’s obedient princess. After one reckless act threatens the stability of the Romano dynasty, her father assigns her a new bodyguard to keep her under control. Xavier Carter is cold, unyielding, and impossible to intimidate. He challenges her authority, blocks her rebellion, and watches her like she’s both a threat and a temptation. They clash. They provoke. They circle each other like enemies. But hatred turns into hunger. Control turns into possession. And the more Katerina tries to break free from her father’s empire, the more she finds herself craving the one man sent to restrain her.

Dominic Carrillo is the Alpha of the Manchester ice and the untouchable king of the Carrillo Music Group. For ten years, he’s believed his bond with Aaron Solis was a masterpiece of stability—a fated match built on shared dreams, secret whispers, and the brutal, rhythmic pulse of the Northern Quarter. But beneath the polished surface of their Cheshire glass house, the scent of secrets is beginning to sour the air. Aaron is a master of logistics, but he’s currently orchestrating a high-stakes game of deception. Between dodging Dominic’s piercing gaze and sneaking through the shadows of Manchester with Dominic’s own cousin, Adrian, Aara is walking a razor-thin line. He’s planning the ultimate homecoming surprise—the one thing the powerful Alpha thinks is impossible—while simultaneously navigating the grueling path to siring an heir. But shadows have a way of twisting the truth. When a predatory assistant starts whispering "red flags" and Adrian is spotted lurking in forbidden alleys, Dominic’s inner wolf begins to snarl. Is his mate drifting away, or is the pack being hunted from within? In a world of cold ice and hot blood, the line between devotion and betrayal is as thin as a skate blade. "You were made for me, Aara. You know that, right?" Dominic whispered, his voice a low, possessive rumble that vibrated against my skin. I leaned into his heat, my breath hitching as he pinned my wrists. "I know, Alpha. Always." His grip tightened, his eyes flashing with a primal, predatory hunger. "Then prove it. Keep your hands where I put them and take every inch of me until you can’t remember any name but mine. I’m going to mark you so deeply that even the moon will know who you belong to."