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Mira Parker knows just two things very well… how to survive and how to hide her pain behind a seductive smile. By day, she hides behind exhausted smiles. By night, she dances beneath the sinful lights of Sicily as Black Cherry, the woman men crave but women condemn. Every smile, every dance, every teasing touch hides the desperation eating her alive and the dangerous secrets capable of destroying her. But when one desperate decision to save her son throws her into the path of the most feared man in the mafia world, her life spirals out of control overnight. Alessandro Caruso…. a Cold-blooded man. Possessive and devastatingly handsome. A man whose touch burns just as much as his threats. A devil wrapped in expensive suits and dark promises. He looks at Mira like he wants to own her… ruin her… consume every trembling piece of her soul. And the more she fights his control, the more dangerously obsessed he becomes. Now trapped in a world of dark luxury, ruthless power, forbidden desire, and intoxicating temptation, Mira finds herself caught between fear and craving… between escaping the devil and surrendering to the heat of his attention. Because Alessandro Caruso doesn’t chase. He claims. And once the devil of Sicily wraps his hands around you… There’s no escape.

Normani gets back from prison after sacrificing her crown, her freedom for her lover, George O'Neil, she's met not with open arms but with divorce papers and a cheque for a fresh start. Cast aside and mocked by George’s new lover, Becky Finnegan, his boss who joined him to set Normani up. They don't know Normani harbors a powerful secret: she’s a princess of Scotland. She is determined to reclaim her identity and seek vengeance against those who betrayed her. Everything changes when she meets Shawn Matters, a dangerously captivating mafia boss. Their intense connection lights up a passion she never saw coming, complicating her thirst for revenge. Her breath hitches. “You don’t know what it’s like to lose everything.” “Maybe not everything, but I know what it’s like to fight for what matters. Let me help you reclaim your power.” Shawns eyes glowed angrily as he spoke. Normani hesitates, torn between her desire for revenge and the pull of Shawn’s unwavering support. “What if I want to watch them all burn?” “Then let’s burn it down together,” he insists, a fierce glint in his eyes. “But don’t lose yourself in the fire. You deserve to rise from the ashes.”

Since I can remember, I have been a liar. That is the conclusion my mother made about me. After my twin brother, Daniel Benson, and I are born, she becomes obsessed with a so-called scientific parenting method. So, she puts a lie-detecting collar on each of us. Whenever we lie, the collar lights up in red. The moment it turns red, she presses a remote and shocks me. She says it will help form muscle memory to correct the bad character in me. Daniel's collar is always green. Even when he tears my mom's favorite clothes to shreds and calmly claims a dog does it, the collar still glows green. But I am different. Even if I just say, "Mom, I’m thirsty," The collar would suddenly flash a blinding red light. Then, a current shoots through my neck and into my body, making me tremble in pain. At first, I try to explain. But my mom always says the same thing. "The machine doesn't lie. You have to feel pain to learn. I'm doing this for your own good." After being shocked thousands of times, I slowly start to believe that maybe I am truly born a liar.

BLURB Laurie-Ann Kane thought she had it all,. a loving husband, a quiet home, and the kind of marriage people envied. But one night shattered the illusion. Walking in on her husband Ethan wrapped in the arms of his ex, Laurie’s world fell apart. Humiliated and heartbroken, she walked away,. from him, from their life, and from the woman she used to be. With the help of her godmother, Hollywood icon Vivian Kane, Laurie rebuilds herself. One year later, she’s no longer the wife who lived in someone else’s shadow,. she’s the rising star of the film industry. Independent. Fierce. Untouchable. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. When Laurie lands her biggest role yet, she discovers her co-star is none other than Ethan, her ex-husband the man who betrayed her, and shatters her trust. Now, under the blinding lights of Hollywood, the cameras capture more than just a performance. Old wounds reopen, sparks reignite, and secrets buried in their past threaten to destroy the peace she’s fought so hard to find. Love made her weak. Betrayal made her famous. But working together might just break them both. Will passion ignite or will revenge and hate prevail?

Yselle Morel is watching her family's glassworks collapse—unpaid wages, angry suppliers, a bank ready to shut the gates. When Renaud Valois, a feared billionaire financier, offers a rescue, it comes with a cruel condition: marriage. He says it’s business. His eyes say it’s revenge. In Valois’s riverside estate outside Paris, Yselle plays the obedient wife—smiling, thanking staff, acting harmless. She calls it "wife camouflage." Then she finds a locked room behind the library wall: a war room filled with files, photos, and timelines about her father’s life… and a folder stamped with Yselle’s name. Renaud didn’t choose her. He planned her. As “accidents” start closing in—tampered brakes, poisoned tea, a near fall on a dark stairwell—Yselle realizes the marriage isn’t only punishment. It’s protection. Someone wants her silent before the Day 30 board vote that will decide her family’s future. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more she fears the man who raised her. On the eve of the vote, Yselle opens the last drawer in the war room and finds an envelope addressed to her—in her mother’s handwriting. The ink looks fresh. Then the lights go out, and a voice behind her whispers, “Don’t trust your husband.”

After my husband, Samson Ferrell, receives his year-end bonus, he takes his godsister, Maya Taylors, on a three-month overseas trip. Meanwhile, I'm forced to continue working while taking care of our children on my own. In the middle of the night, when my children catch fevers simultaneously, I have to console my younger daughter with soothing words while wiping my oldest daughters down with a damp towel. My phone doesn't stop buzzing the whole time. From time to time, I receive pictures of Samson and Maya in swimwear while lounging under the Moldave sun. Sometimes, I see photos of them skiing happily in Chwiss. Honestly speaking, if Samson is just a friend of mine, I'll find myself admiring his relaxed and casual lifestyle. Unfortunately, he is my legal husband. My phone screen lights up again. This time, it's a racy picture sent by Maya. "Hey, I heard that you're taking care of the children at home. Well then, I shall take good care of Samson." After saving all of the photos and purchase history, I book an appointment with a divorce attorney. The day of Samson's return to the country will be the day he receives a lawsuit to recover marital assets.

She sold her body to shadows so he could claim the moon. Now the moon claims her instead. Omega Nova Voss traded her freedom for love—selling herself to the Moonlit Rose Brothel to fund her fated mate’s ascension ritual. Protected by the kind Madam Vesper, she danced untouched under crescent lights, her virtue a fragile flame in the dark. But when he returns an Alpha, he doesn’t offer his heart. He offers gold to buy her as his concubine, not his Luna. Shattered by rejection, Nova surrenders her first night to a scarred stranger whose touch ignites something ancient and forbidden. His iridescent obsidian eyes swirl with molten starlight. He's is Zephyr Kain, the rarest Lycan King—born under a blood eclipse, nearly immortal, and her true fated mate. Now carrying his quadruplets Nova is branded unworthy: a brothel dancer, forever tainted. As prejudice ignites war and old betrayals rise from the ashes, Zephyr must grovel for the woman he once overlooked, fighting to crown her Queen before his eternal life becomes endless regret. In the whisper of the crescent moon, one broken Omega will either shatter a kingdom... or heal its immortal king.

“You should end things with him.” A husky deep voice echoes from the darkness. I freeze in place, his thick Russian accent sent shivers down my spine. I could only make out his large form from the dim lights of the smoking area. “H-how long have you been standing there?” I shivered, not from the cold but from an unsettling feeling. He chuckles richly causing my heart rate to quicken as I watch a small flicker of light before smoke puffs out into the air. “Go inside, krasotka it’s too cold for that little dress of yours...” ******** Josephine Beaumont would’ve never imagined that working as a personal nurse for a wealthy French businessman would entangle her into a deadly web of mafia rivalries. Struggling with financial issues and a toxic relationship, she catches the attention of the dangerous and ruthless Russian pakhan, Sasha Romanov and a deep dark obsession brews takes root in his heart. He stalks her every move with burning desire and manipulates their meeting in the pretense of fate, pulling her into the dangerous dark world of the mafia. Delve into this dark, steamy mafia romance filled with obsession, power, and high-stakes danger, BRATVA'S OBSESSION will leave you breathless and craving more.

In the shadowed opulence of New York, where power is currency and secrets bind tighter than chains, fallen heir Aiden Blackwood auctions his body at The Gilded Cage to rescue his brother from financial ruin. Blindfolded in a velvet-dark room, he kneels before an anonymous bidder, gloved fingers gripping his jaw, forcing his lips apart. A thick, veined cock slides deep into his throat, making him gag and choke, tears streaming as the man thrusts relentlessly, mixing humiliation with a forbidden rush of arousal. Pinned against the icy wall, Aiden’s ass is stretched wide by probing fingers, then filled raw by the stranger’s pounding length, his cries echoing in ecstasy and pain until hot cum floods him, marking him as owned. The lights reveal Silas Vane, the once-bullied outcast now a vengeful tech billionaire with stormy eyes and a lethal edge. Silas’s feelings are a tangled storm of revenge laced with unresolved obsession, pulling Aiden into a web of corporate intrigue and hidden desires. As enemies entangled in a slow-burn romance, Aiden emerges not as mere prey but a fierce secret lover, challenging Silas’s control while accompanying him on high-stakes deals. Power imbalances shift amid family loyalties and undercover plots; Silas’s protection turns possessive, testing trust. In this erotic enemies-to-lovers tale, every brutal fuck is a battle for dominance will Aiden shatter the leash or forge it into mutual surrender?

Divorced and remarried—I've lost count of how many times Aaron and I stepped in and out of marriage. He once treated me like something precious, but less than a year after our wedding, he asked for our first divorce. The reason was simple, Vivian was coming back. "Vivian's a public figure," he told me. "I don't want anyone thinking she's involved with a married man." That third-tier actress had nothing but her father's sacrifice to her name. He had taken a bullet for Aaron—a life for a life. And because of that, Aaron believed he owed her everything. Every time Vivian returned to the country, Aaron divorced me. And every time she left, we remarried. The first time we split, I drowned my tears in whiskey and stumbled back to his house half-drunk. The lights inside were warm. He was with her. And I stood outside, shivering through the night. The second time, I tracked his every move—restaurants, auctions, charity galas—just to "accidentally" run into him again. Later, I learned better. The moment he mentioned divorce, I would quietly pack my suitcase and disappear from his mansion. My love and humiliation kept me trapped in that endless cycle of breaking up and coming back together. But this time, when Aaron waited for me at City Hall to remarry, I never showed up.