The Blazing Sun Mhw

"By day, I'm invisible. By night, I'm his darkest fantasy." Jane Puckett doesn't belong at Riverside Academy; not among the trust fund babies and silver spoon elite. She's the scholarship girl who keeps her head down and her grades up, desperate to survive four years in a world that wants her gone. Until she makes one fatal mistake: crossing Ace Monroe. Gorgeous, dangerous, and untouchable, Ace is campus royalty with a cruel streak and an axe to grind. After Jane tanks his grade on a group project he refused to touch, he makes it his personal mission to destroy her. Every day is a new humiliation. Every class, a fresh hell. But Ace doesn't know Jane's secret. When the sun goes down, Plain Jane becomes Jailbird; the most requested dancer at Fantasy Island, the exclusive club where lustful boys go to indulge their filthiest desires. It's the only way she can afford what her scholarship won't cover. The only way she survives. Then fate—or karma—walks through the door. On his twenty-first birthday, Ace Monroe buys a private dance from the masked siren who's been haunting the patrons of fantasy island. He doesn't recognize she is the girl he's been tormenting by day. But he is about to.

"Come this way." A man forward his hand towards the girl who looked confused over what was happening. She looked at his hand and then at him. "We need to go back." She took a deep breath and pleaded to him knowing what ever she will do he is not going to change his mind. The man smiled and took a step towards her closing their distance and cupped her face. "My Luna, you need to listen to your alpha, not to care about the pack. Now, should we go or you want me to you until the sun rises." The girl turned red and hit on the of the man who chuckled and pulled her closer, quickly leaving a peck on her lips. "Let me shift first." He winked at her and freed her arms.The girl turned her head towards the opposite side as a shy smile appeared on her face. Soon a t shirt fell on her head and she heard a chuckle.  "Stop teasing me." She pouted and folded the shirt in her hands. She hugged the t-shirt and waited for sometime to get the remaining clothes but there was silence around her. "Gavin." She softly called her husband's name but didn't get any reply. There was something wrong. This wasn't how this all happened. She quickly turned and saw her husband lying on the ground in a pool of blood. His eyes were lifeless and blood was still ozing out of the sharp wound on his .

He catches my wrist as I try to flee, spinning me back against his chest in the empty hallway. "Running from me again? That's not very stepmother-ly of you." His lips brush the shell of my ear, and I shiver. "Let me go, Klaus," I manage, though my body melts into his touch. "Before someone sees…" "Let them," he murmurs, his hand sliding up my thigh beneath my skirts. "Let the whole kingdom see and know that you are mine, damnit!” ***** She wore a veil and a lie when she walked into the palace as the Alpha King's bride. But revenge has a way of getting complicated when your fated mate is your new stepson. Margaux should be dead. Her mate rejected her, and the Alpha King slaughtered her family—but she survived, and now she's back wearing someone else's face. Her plan is simple: marry the King, gain his trust, and destroy him from within. What she didn't plan for was him. Klaus recognizes her the moment their eyes meet across the throne room, mate bond blazing to life despite the years and lies between them. He's the King's son. Her stepson now. The man who shattered her heart. And he's making it very clear that he doesn't care about scandal, propriety, or the fact that she belongs to his father—at least on paper. He never stopped wanting her. He never stopped loving her. But Klaus doesn't know the whole truth: his father murdered her family in cold blood, and Margaux won't rest until she's bathed in the King's destruction. She should be focused on vengeance, not the forbidden heat that ignites every time Klaus corners her in darkened hallways. She should hate him for abandoning her. She does hate him. So why can't she stay away?

*Adult Content Alert * She was in heat. She tried to endure it, but there was no denying it—this was not something an Alpha endured alone. She sent for her Betas. Selene bared her teeth. “Don’t stand there. Come here.” They obeyed instantly. She shoved Kade back onto the bed, climbing astride him before he could even speak. His cock was thick, already slick at the tip, and she didn’t bother with teasing. She lined herself up and sank down in one brutal motion, gasping as she stretched wide around him. Kade roared, his hands gripping her thighs, driving up into her with the force of a man starved. Lucian didn’t wait. He knelt behind her, his tongue sliding along the crack of her ass, teasing, taunting. Selene’s cry broke, body jerking at the double assault. Kade fucked her from below, every thrust deep and punishing, while Lucian licked and kissed her most forbidden places until she was shaking. “Take them,” her wolf snarled inside her. “Take everything.” She leaned forward, slamming her mouth onto Kade’s again, tasting blood where his teeth had cut her lip. Behind her, Lucian’s fingers pressed inside, slick and insistent, stretching her until she whimpered. The heat was unbearable, drowning, consuming. “Now,” she growled, breaking the kiss, her eyes blazing silver. “Both. Now.” Kade’s eyes widened, dark and wild. “Alpha—” “Do it,” she snapped. “Obey me.” Lucian’s chuckle was low, wicked. “With pleasure.” He pressed against her from behind.... She grabbed Kade’s chest, bracing herself as Lucian pushed forward, slow at first, then harder, until with a shuddering cry she took him inside. The world shattered. Two cocks filled her at once, stretching her, owning her, claiming her in a way that was savage and absolute.

"Do you honestly think I enjoy this?" He asks, his grip around my wrist so firm, so strong, they hurt as I try to twist, to get away from him. "Enjoy seeing you squirm in my hold like this? Enjoy making you cry?" "Please let me go," I croaked, choking back tears. "Let me go, Alessio." "And then what? Risk you running back to him? You wish he would come rescue you, don't you? You love him." "I love nobody. I will never love neither of you." "And that's where we have a problem, Camille. You should love me. Me and only me. I'm your fucking husband!" — Camille Galitze is a daydreamer. Daughter of Galitze Sturm, a dangerous Bravta underboss, Camille knows her future won't be a fairy-tale, considering her father's formidable influence, and thirst for more power. Obligated to marry Richard Scarfoni, a man she doesn't love but has utmost respect for, Camille is sad. But things take a turn for the worst when, on her wedding day, Alessio Scarfoni, the rightful heir of the Bravta Mafia storms the venue, and gets married to Camille, instead of Richard. Alessio Richard is back for revenge, and all those who had a hand in his assassination attempt have their days numbered. But first, to solidify his place, he steals his younger brother's bride from underneath his thumb. Camille has only ever known Richard, but there's something about Alessio that lays just at the tip of her memory, but always out of reach each time she tries to recollect. When their twisted arrangement turns into something either of them saw coming, Camille must learn to trust and find peace in her new, blazing feelings for Alessio if she wants to live, and rule by his side as his queen.

To save his childhood sweetheart, who had a congenital heart condition, my husband tricked me into signing an organ donation agreement. Then he got into a truck and ran me over right in front of the hospital. Barely clinging to life, Elliot Carter tore my heart from my chest. When my body was wheeled out of the operating room, Alan Yates came crashing to my side like a man gone mad. Seeing the gaping hole where my heart used to be, he screamed and wept: "I'm sorry… I was too late… If there's another life, I'll never let you suffer like this again…" Tears fell exactly where my heart had been, and somehow, I even felt a flicker of warmth. He spun around and ran back into the operating room. When he came out again, Elliot and Jessica Foster were lying in a pool of blood. Alan, meanwhile, had slashed his own wrist to die with me. On his deathbed, he ordered that we be buried together. Then I opened my eyes. I had been reborn. Before me stood Elliot, dressed in a wedding gown, holding a bouquet, and proposing. I flung the flowers in his face and turned to embrace Alan in the crowd. However, only a year and a half into our marriage, he changed. Alan began openly pairing up with Jessica, letting her move into our home. Worse, he claimed that our cat's mating season had disturbed Jessica's sleep, and so he allowed her to run over the cat I had raised for seven years. I could not believe it. This was not the man who had loved me so deeply in my previous life. My eyes blazing, I demanded, "What's wrong with you?" However, Alan's gaze was icy. "Nothing. I just don't love you anymore."

"Get off me, you moron!" I shouted, pushing at his chest as he pinned me against the wall. His lips crashed down on mine with unexpected force. His kiss trailed to my neck, roaming across my skin until weakness washed over me. When his hand squeezed my breast, clarity jolted through me and I shoved him away with all my strength. "No! This is wrong!" I restrained. "My mind says the same, but why does it feel so right? Tell me why I can’t get you out of my head. Why all I can think about is f**ck*ng you!" His voice cracked with agony, lips still burning against my skin. "We’re stepsiblings. This is so wrong!" "We’re not real siblings, we share no blood at all!" He pulled back, his eyes blazing with emotion. "Even so, it’s still wrong!" "Then let it be wrong. I don’t care anymore." He kissed me hard again before his lips moved back to my neck. __________________________________ When Elyssa’s mom married wealthy Greg Almendarez, their modest life transformed into one of glitz and privilege. But she gained a complicated reality in Theo—her new stepbrother. Arrogant and angry, he hated her for reasons she never understood. They fought constantly, every cutting word hiding a pull they both felt. Then a misunderstanding led him to burst into her room and see her naked. The image burned into his memory, waking a desire he couldn’t ignore. Their next fight ended not with rage, but a kiss that broke every rule. Soon, trust and passion collided, and she found herself giving her virginity to the man she hated most. Can they resist this forbidden draw? Will they risk everything for their love, or walk away to save their parents from heartbreak?

“After nearly killing her younger brother, April Rose Darlington decided to run away from home in order to protect her family from the growing monster inside of her. She arrives at Sun & Moon academy, a boarding school that accepts all types of creatures. April’s attention was quickly drawn when she meets the mysterious and aloof Conall Augustus, the son of the Lycan King who’s rumored to have murdered his supposed mate at a summer camp. April Rose eventually recognizes the familiar scent of Conall, it seemed that she had met him at some point. April Rose’s arrival at the academy was plagued by a series of murders that were eventually blamed on her. After seeing something special in her, Conall joins April as she tries to find answers in order to clear her name. With Conall by her side, April slowly realizes that she’s becoming a moth drawn to Conall’s burning flame. Soon, April managed to get answers to a lot of mysteries surrounding Conall Augustus. First, Conall was a rogue werewolf and he was the murderer under a dark spell. Second, She’s already truly, madly and deeply in love with him. And third, Conall has already bathed in so many blood and has gone completely rogue even with the spell broken. Is the she wolf willing to set her feelings aside to fight the rogue Lycan prince? Will April Rose be able to save Conall? Will the power of love rise above the wrath of darkness?”

My in-laws got lost in the miasma-filled forests deep within Mounscour Hill while on a trip. As a top-tier explorer, I was the only one who could rescue them within the golden rescue window. But just before I set off, my wife’s assistant swapped out my specially made gas mask for a sunscreen mask. “Mr. Haden, you’re always running around all over the place without any sun protection. Your face is so dark now. Even Ms. Laf doesn’t like you anymore.” I sternly told him I was about to head to Mounscour Hill to rescue people and demanded he hand over the gas mask. Upon hearing this, my wife suddenly flew into a rage and smashed my gas mask to pieces. “Who are you trying to fool? Who in their right mind would go in there? You don’t even think before you lie! “Besides, what’s wrong with the mask? You’re just trying to embarrass Astel on purpose!” My wife’s assistant glared at me defiantly. “Ms. Laf, look how anxious Mr. Haden is to leave. He’s probably running off to see another woman.” I laughed through gritted teeth. My wife had no idea that the gas mask she had smashed in her rage was the very thing that would save her parents’ lives.

Aylin, the unwanted princess of the werewolf kingdom, was hidden from everyone because her father was ashamed of her. She had accepted her destiny of being trapped inside the room with no kindness. But she misunderstood the power of a moon goddess when rogue vampires attacked the palace, leading her to meet the new dawn of her fate. Shaking her awake from her dream of grief when a handsome man with forest green eyes watched her as he had found something treasonable holding her in his embrace. The problem was way more complex because she couldn’t feel the mate bond, and he wasn’t ready to accept any mate or ready to mark her as his. Will their relationship survive this half-mate bond? or it will rip their expectation from each other? Her life flips over learning about his fear which was daring to crumble her delicate aspirations. But the sun rises again, giving her courage to find herself, letting her introduce herself to a secret of her existence. A secret that lurked new enemies to stand before them to fight, attacking their core beliefs when they found out she carries a broken piece of moon goddess soul in her. Will their love surpasses the boundaries drawn by their half-mate bond to unite? what were the reasons Rowan didn't want to mark his mate but wanted to keep her by his side? Will they willingly fight with their fears or loose their motives in the darkness of the time?