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Nora Delmas, 21 Jahre alt, Master-Studentin der Literatur, verbirgt hinter ihrer Ruhe eine wachsende Besessenheit für ihren Professor für Literaturtheorie, Hugo Vanel, 42 Jahre alt, ein Mann von ernster Schönheit, mit einer ruhigen Stimme und einem verwirrenden Blick. Jede Vorlesung wird für sie zu einem stillen Spielplatz: Sie will ihn erreichen, ihn zum Verzweifeln bringen, ihn besitzen. Sie übertreibt nie, aber immer genug: ein zu kurzer Rock, um harmlos zu sein, ein Blick, der eine Sekunde zu lange dauert, brillant formulierte Antworten im Unterricht, um seine Aufmerksamkeit zu erregen. Hugo, klarsehend, ahnt die Falle. Er versucht, Abstand zu halten, aber der Riss öffnet sich langsam. Eines Abends, in seinem Büro, unter dem Vorwand eines Termins, um über ihre Thesis zu sprechen, gerät alles außer Kontrolle. Der Verstand weicht zurück, die Stille wird dicht. Ein Atemzug. Ein Blick. Und das Verbotene wird überschritten. So beginnt eine geheime, sinnliche und gefährliche Beziehung, zwischen leeren Fluren, versteckten Treppen und Hotelzimmern, die weit vom Campus entfernt sind. Aber Nora will mehr. Und Hugo weiß es. Denn die Gerüchte entstehen schnell, in den Gängen einer Fakultät, wo alles bekannt ist, ohne jemals ausgesprochen zu werden...

Broken, drunk and dejected at a bar. Valerie met a stranger whom she had a wild, one night session with. She finally decided to leave her five devoted years of marriage to start a new life of fun as a single woman. But just as she began to enjoy her newfound life, she suddenly collapsed at a party."You're " was like a toll of doom to Val. She knew instantly that her life was in ruin, knowing that she was for a stranger. Whilst contemplating whether to keep the or it, She received a call. "Hello stranger" she couldn't mistake that voice for any other person's. It was 'her' stranger.

I don't really know what I was expecting, and it sure as hell wasn't this. Whatever this is...it's even better than I could have imagined. The mystery, the anonymity, the sense of excitement that has reawakened something in me that I haven't felt in what seems like a lifetime ago. The way his hands caress my body, his fingers gently tracing along my skin; my lips against his neck and hands in his hair, wanting him the way he wants me... I'm learning to love the unexpected... **** Still recovering from the heartbreak of a failed engagement, Kristine reluctantly agrees to a girls night out. A night that is meant for her to let loose and forget about her unsuccessful dating life, leads Kristine to meet a mysterious stranger who brings her body back to life in ways she didn't believe possible. This unexpected intimate encounter leads to much more with a man she knows only as E.

Julie thought she had it all: a Husband who loves her, a promise of forever, and a love story born under the Montana sky. But betrayal shattered her world, leaving her a single mother on the run. Adam, the love of her life and the man she trusted, cheated and betrayed her, leaving a trail of lies and a burning past. Four years later, fate intervenes. A chance encounter with their son throws them together again. Adam, consumed by guilt and regret, fights for a second chance. Julie, hardened by hurt, grapples with the ghosts of their past and the constant attacks of the jealous socialite Elena, Adams new Fiance . Adam was laced with Drama, She'd never knew he was the Owner of Delta Tech and A playboy billionaire, that was until she saw the man she recently had divorced announce his new engagement to the world while she wasted away in a jail cell. She had finally started to build again and Adam comes back to flip her world upside down, she needs to protect her child. And although Adam is pleading for a second chance, and promising to right his wrongs she falls deeper and deeper into the whole she struggled so hard to get out of. As the truth unravels, secrets come to light, and a web of deceit threatens to tear them apart. Can they overcome the firestorm of lies and Elena's vengeful fury? Can their ranch love rekindle amidst the opulence of a billionaire's world?

在宅勤務の地味なシステムエンジニア・高田。 社内でも目立たない存在ながら、実は“整った顔立ち”を隠し持つ彼に、ある日突然、営業部の大和が声をかけてきた。 明るく人懐っこい関西弁の彼は、無表情で感情に疎い高田にも臆さず距離を縮めてくる。 「好き」の定義が分からない。 恋愛を“コード化”しようとする高田の前で、大和は笑う。 「それはな、未定義でもええねん」 やがて始まる静かな同居生活。 言葉よりも、呼吸と肌と沈黙がふたりを近づけていく──。 職場で出会ったふたりが、壊れた関係の過去を超えて、 “日常という愛のプログラム”を更新していく長編BL。

Il s'agit de l'histoire imaginaire d'un jeune homme qui, après la mort tragique de ses parents a décidé d'intégrer une unité spéciale de lutte contre le crime, dénommée Bureau d'Enquête Scientifique et Technique en abrégé le BEST, pour rechercher et traduire en justice les assassins de ses parents. Mais suite à une affaire dans laquelle sa famille a été menacée, il a décidé de ne plus la mettre en danger et il quitta l'agence pour se consacrer à la gestion de l'entreprise parentale avec sa sœur cadette.

My husband, Malcolm Thorpe, has low sperm motility. After 33 rounds of IVF, I finally got pregnant. On delivery day, I start hemorrhaging, and the medical team calls for an emergency C-section. Malcolm signs the consent form, then rushes straight back to his childhood sweetheart's birthday party. But instead of starting the C-section, the surgeon says, "Ms. Jacobson, the electronic medical record lists you as single. This consent form isn't valid." I stop breathing for a beat. The happy marriage I believe in turns out to be a sham. Later, Mom and Dad rush in and sign the consent for me. But by then, the baby is gone. The asphyxia lasted too long. After surgery, I scrawl my name on the cremation consent with shaking hands, then dial a number without thinking. "Samuel, are you free now? Meet me in front of City Hall."

I’m trouble for anyone who crosses my path. I am heartless and selfish. I don’t care about anyone or anything in this world. When you grow up in a house full of lies, distress and abuse, those walls go up high and thick. Anyone with any sense knows not to get involved with me. I hurt people and destroy their lives without a care in the world. The world has given me nothing. Why should I give it anything? I am comfortable with who I am, and if people have an issue with it, that’s their problem, not mine. Unlike others, I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not. What you see is what you get with me. When Aubrey unexpectedly enters my life, all I desire is to have her as my own. I should steer clear. She is my brother’s wife’s cousin. The fact that she is off-limits only increases my desire for her. She is sweet and nice. She has already been through a lot. It should be enough to keep me away, but it isn’t. I will do whatever it takes. Aubrey will be mine, even if just for one night, regardless of what I have to do. Nothing and no one can stand in my way. I thought I would ruin her life, but she ended up changing mine. Cover by Covers By Sophie Update Schedule: Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday.

Mégan est la fille unique de Alpha Caleb et Luna Alice les dirigeants de la Meute de la Lune Rouge. Ses 18 ans approche, elle va bientôt rencontrer sa louve et peut-être son compagnon destiné. Ce dernier, s'il ne la rejette pas, deviendrait l'Alpha de la meute. Depuis 2 ans, elle est en couple avec Kyle, le fils du coupe Beta. Kyle est avide de pouvoir et ne compte pas rester un simple Beta. Est-il le compagnon destiné de Mégan comme tous l'espère ou est-ce un autre loup qui va se révéler le meilleur parti pour elle et sa meute ? Le livre 2 devrait paraitre la semaine du 23 février 2026

Everyone in Palermo knew Alessandro De Luca had a reputation. He was the Boss of the De Luca family, one of the oldest bloodlines in Sicily — a name tied to the port, the courts, and half the construction contracts in Palermo. Wealth, power, discipline—those things were expected. Romance was not. He didn’t chase women, and he never went back to the same one twice. Until me. When we broke up after a brutal argument, he did something no De Luca had done in generations—he stood outside the gates of the Moretti estate, my family home, for an entire day and night. I watched from behind the curtains and never opened the door. The next day, he came inside the estate kitchen himself. Alessandro De Luca, who grew up surrounded by servants, tried to cook my favorite seafood pasta with his own hands. He burned the sauce. I threw it away without tasting it. On the third day, he found the necklace my grandmother had left me—something my uncle had sold years ago—and bought it back, paying far more than it was worth, just to return it to me. At a formal family dinner, in front of elders and allies, he made it clear: No more women. Only me. It took him a year to win me back. That summer, fireworks lit up the Palermo coastline as he announced our engagement. I believed he had chosen me. Until the night of a private gathering at an old harbor estate. A young woman was being pulled forward in the middle of the courtyard, her dress torn at the shoulder, tears running down her face. Alessandro went still. Then he stood up. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t explain. He just walked toward her. And something inside me went cold. I rested my hand over my abdomen. There was something I hadn’t told him yet. He broke his word that night. So I broke mine.