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Meet Ayva, a billionaire woman living what seems like a perfect life. The world sees her as having it all - a successful career, a loving husband, and enviable friendships. But behind closed doors, Ayva's life is far from perfect. She discovers that she has a dangerous stalker who is determined to end her life. As if that wasn't enough, she also uncovers her husband's infidelity with her best friend. Betrayed by those closest to her, Ayva is left with a burning desire for revenge. However, before she can even begin her quest, a tragic accident robs her of her memory. Now, Ayva must navigate a world where she can't trust anyone, including herself. Will she be able to uncover the truth and seek the revenge she so desperately craves?

💔Ryan's legs grew weak as he heard the information. He hopped into his car and drove with reek less abandon, he has Been such a fool. On seeing her, his knees grew weak ************************ Ryan is a chronic womanizer. His heart is sealed to love because of certain circumstances. He used and changed women like clothes. But on his grandmother death bed, she requested he marries a girl that once helped her. He agrees to this reluctantly but kept it a secret from the public while still keeping concubines. Kaina the girl his grandmother choose for him happened to work at his company. The CEO who had closed his Heart to love begins to fall for Kaina. Is it genuine or fake? Is he just fulfilling his grandmother wish? Will the public accept them? Will Kaina be able to stand the wickedness jealousy and hate?

"Say something" he whispered. "..." I opened my shaky mouth to speak but nothing came out of it. I watched as he moved closer to me, closed his eyes and sniffed my scent. My heart palpitated as I saw him gulp down nothing. With him a few inches from me, he raised my chin, making sure that I was staring right back at him. "I love your scent" he confessed. His gruff and domineering voice echoed in my ears like a lullaby that made my knees weak. "Let's strike a deal Olivia" he paused and lightly ran his hand through my hair. "What do you say about becoming my mistress? In return, I will take you away from your misery" Alpha Damon arbitrated.

Second book in My Archangel Soulmate series ** Strong arms wrapped around my much smaller frame, comfortable warmth engulfing my tingling body, followed by the softest, sweetest touch of his lips against mine, moving in a slow, gentle kiss. My eyelids fluttered closed on their own accord, pressing myself even closer, my hand finding its way around his neck, burying my fingers in his short soft hair while the small sparks of bright light still danced in between us, mixing with each other. It felt so magical, so utterly ethereal, the way his entire being felt so close to mine, tiny pieces of himself tangling with mine, like small silvery strings those tiny pieces drawing us together, creating a supernatural bond.

He’s older, wiser and powerful. And when he calls you sunshine, sunray, baby, everything else fades. They don’t beg. They command. From ruthless kings to sinful CEOs, professors to possessive strangers behind the screen, these Daddies know what they want. And what they want… is you. Each short story in Daddy's Obsession (Filthy Daddies Collection) is a wicked blend of heat, heart, and hunger, where lust collides with dominance, and soft affection turns savage behind closed doors. Whether you crave gentle protection or rough hands on your throat, this Daddy's collection has one rule: Once he chooses you, there’s no escape. A collection of short, steamy, intense erotic stories, each featuring a dominant Daddy. Rated 18+ You’ve been warned.

"We need to stop this," I whispered, my eyes closed as pleasure crawled through my skin. "I'm your niece's fiancé?" I whispered again, trying to stop Damien from trailing down to kiss my neck. His hands traced down my chest, stopping at my groin. He raised my face to look him in the eye and whispered breathlessly, "I don't care." Eric's life is thrown upside down when his brother is killed on his coronation day, and he now has to become the king. and he can't because he is gay and he has a boyfriend who he loves dearly, or so he thought until he met Damien Monetro, his fiancée's uncle and his former one-night stand.

It is said that before anything good happens, everything falls out of place. Erica Wright was forced into a mental institution by her step sister. She suffered endless abuse and torture before suffering a miserable death. Reborn into a new life, she vouched to take revenge. Erica's new life took a drastic turn, starting from her change in personality, going from weak to strong, taking revenge step by step. To outsiders, she was a crazy woman but to a certain CEO she was weak, soft, timid and helpless. One day, Erica’s scandal broke out: A certain CEO's wife had beaten up 5 men in the dead of night. The CEO closed a document, raised his eyes and asked with a smile “Wife, does your hands hurt?” Erica:“....”

He once thought she was just a quiet wife with no big dreams. Now, she’s the face on every magazine, the woman the world admires and the one he let slip away. Eunice Ednah had nothing when she walked out of David Richard’s mansion: no money, no name, and no support. What she had was determination. And a secret: she was carrying his child. Years later, David watches her rise from the shadows to the spotlight, now a billionaire fashion mogul with power, beauty, and grace. The same woman he once underestimated is now the one the city celebrates. It was their child that brought them face to face again David must face the truth: he lost more than a wife. Will love find a second chance? Or has Eunice closed that chapter forever?

Sylvester Norman, the cold unfeeling heir of Norman Holdings proposes a contract marriage to save a business partner, due to family pressures for him to get married before receiving his inheritance. Monica falls prey in the bid to save her brother's business.However, when Monica returns after separating from Sylvester for five years, she meets a totally different person. Sneak peak: Sylvester ambled close to her. His face was a few inches from hers. Monica's heart panged in her chest. His lips were close to hers, she felt she was finally going to have the kiss she craved. She closed her eyes at the feel of his hot breath on her neck. Whichever way, when Sly spoke, she felt her breath cease. "Then sign the divorce papers."

“I’m s-sorry *hiccup* I won’t try to run again *hiccup*” Kayla pleaded when she saw him coming towards her like a grim reaper. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as he closed the last of the distance between them, backing her into a corner of the room. She closed her eyes and covered them with her palm, unable to endure his dark gaze. He curled his fingers around her arms and pulled them back, but a frown set on his face when he saw that her eyes were still closed. “Look at me Kayla...” he demanded, his voice thick with the need to see her golden-brown orbs. He let go of her hands and cupped her face. “Open your eyes...” he tried a little gently this time. Kayla ever so slowly lifted her eye lids, giving him the sight that he had been deprived of. A rare smile flitted on his lips when his eyes collided with the most stunning pair of pearls that adored the girl that he had become obsessed with. “Will you *hiccup* p-punish me?” she asked. “For what you did, you deserve a punishment. Don’t you think so, Malyshka?” he smirked as he caressed her bottom lip with his thumb. Even even before she could say another word, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder, gaining a surprised yelp from her. “W-what are you *hiccup* doing!?” she felt scandalized to be hanging upside down on his muscular torso. “You’ll find out soon enough” he stated coldly and strode towards the bed. And upon reaching it, he transferred her onto the mattress. “And now for the punishment...” he muttered as he leaned onto the bed and hovered above her, sending a cold shiver down her spine.