The Wrong Mr Right

Four years after being kidnapped and changing her name to keep up the ruse of her death, Serenity is forced to return to her old life by her overbearing father Unfortunately for her, along with her dysfunctional Mafia family comes the once love of her life; Alexander Moretti and a mysterious threat intent on killing her Facing an unknown enemy, Serenity and Xander must find a way to navigate the complicated waters of their relationship and keep her alive long enough to get to the bottom of it, but what happens when her family is destroyed leaving Xander no other option but to become the Don of the Mafia? Will Serenity stick around even after she finds out his part in her family's destruction? *** Serenity exited the bathroom clad in a robe with a towel in her wet hair when a chill ran down her spine. The barrel of the gun against her temple made her freeze and let out a shaky breath as the towel dropped from her hands when they raised. Turning slowly, Serenity came face to face with Alexander and just as quick as the panic came, it subsided. Serenity released a heavy breath and Xander's gun fell. "Serenity!” He stared at her with wide eyes

Selene's 20th birthday should have been a celebration. Instead, she discovers her boyfriend’s evil betrayal, falls prey to her stepsister’s twisted schemes…and wakes up beside a dangerously cold stranger with eyes like ice. Prince Lucian of the Lycan Kingdom is used to losing everything: his throne, his fated mate, the only woman he ever trusted. But when he meets Selene—an outcast with no wolf and no scent—he mistakes her unique perfume for his betrothed’s and claims her in a night of passion he can’t forget. Now Selene is pregnant with Lucian’s heir, sold off by her own family to hide her shame, and rescued only by the man she barely knows. Thrust into the glittering, ruthless world of royal politics, Selene must find her strength, uncover her secret bloodline…and prove that true power comes from the heart.

“Strip.” He ordered simply, his eyes boring tentatively, “I'll not give you the liberty of picking up your clothes if you will not do as you're told.” “You married me to get revenge on me!” I spat, angrily. “You are not supposed to have any carnal knowledge of me, I won't let it happen.” He smiled. The same smile that cuts across his lips yet doesn't reach his face. “You want me to have sex with you?” “Isn't that what you mean by stripping?” I asked, confusion boldly written on my face. A loud, dry mocking laugh from him almost made me wish for death. “No wife.” He whispered, standing up from the bed towards me. “I don't want to see any of my properties on you in my house, I want you tattered and extremely void, I want to see what you will do when you're all bare before me.” I stumbled backwards at the hatred in his voice. “I want to see you at your lowest, Now strip!”

An erotic romance When Elna's father first suggests an arranged marriage between her and Brandon Stark—the hot British billionaire—she is reluctant to go on a date with the man. On realising the dire state of their family business and the stress it puts on her beloved parents, Elna makes the bold decision to go ahead with it. Her family comes first. What she expects is a cold, cordial marriage. What she hopes is for their relationship to eventually lead to something more, as was the case with her parents. Ambitious go-getter that she is, Elna takes it upon herself to make her calm, controlling, anti-romance husband fall helplessly in love with her. But what she doesn't expect is to be drawn into Brandon's BDSM world of chains and whips, doms and subs. Will Brandon's love be more than Elna can handle?

Three years of marriage. One contract. Zero kisses. Lira Hart, rising actress and media sweetheart, has been married to cold, enigmatic billionaire Damian Blackwood for three long, loveless years. Their union was forged not from love, but from a contract signed by their powerful families. While the world envied her last name, Lira knew the truth: he never wanted her. Never touched her. Never looked at her like she mattered. Until the night she asked for a divorce. Suddenly, the man who never cared is showing up on her film sets, making headlines with unexpected kisses, and whispering things that sound dangerously like regret. But Lira’s heart isn’t something she’s willing to gamble anymore, not after three years of being invisible in his world. Can a man who locked his heart away learn how to love the woman who’s already slipping through his fingers? Or is this billionaire three years too late?

She never meant to steal her sister’s life. She never meant to steal her sister’s groom. On the night before the wedding, tragedy struck. Her glamorous twin sister was left in a coma, and with her last whispered plea, she begged: “Don’t let him know. Be me… until I wake up.” Now, she stands at the altar wearing her sister’s gown, holding the hand of Adrian Cruz — the powerful young CEO every woman dreams of marrying. But Adrian doesn’t know the truth. He doesn’t know his bride has a twin. He doesn’t know the woman in his arms is someone else entirely. And yet… the more he touches her, the more obsessed he becomes. Because this “new wife” isn’t the cold, ambitious woman he courted. She’s different. Softer. Addictive. Irresistible. She swore she would protect her sister’s secret. But every night she spends in his arms pushes her deeper into forbidden desire. And when her sister wakes up… She’ll have to choose: Give him up. Or let the lie destroy them all.

Bumping into her boyfriend screwing her roommate, Carina Osborn hit the bar to drown her sorrow. By a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with Rolando Mendez, the arch-enemy of her family. To keep her distance from him, she quit her job as the tutor of Rolando's brother. Rolando, however, grew more and more interested in her, finding every chance to meet her. As time went by, Carina gradually fell prey to his charm and care...

On the day of our engagement, my boyfriend, Henley Chatham, handed his assistant, Kiara Dalby, an unlimited black card—then set me up with a shared wallet. Daily limit: twenty bucks. I laughed. Cold. Said no. He called me materialistic—then spun around and made some grand confession to Kiara. So I ended it. Right there. Then I signed with a classified agency. Five years later, Kiara and I crossed paths at a car wash. I was in line when she whipped her car in and cut me off. I couldn't dodge. Metal slammed—my whole front end wrecked. She rolled her window down. "Hey, you in the back—blind or what? Can't you see my car?" I let out a short laugh. "You cut me off. Then you crash into me. And somehow that's my fault?" Kiara sneered, same attitude, just louder. "I cut in line? Please. Every inch of Hawthorne Bay belongs to the Chatham family. Ever heard of Chatham Corp? My boss could shake this whole town with one move." I actually laughed this time. Pulled out my phone. Dialed. "Ex-boyfriend, I hear Hawthorne Bay answers to you now?"

_"She thinks I'm you, brother. And for the first time in her miserable marriage, she's finally being loved the way she deserves."_ *Sophia's father's gambling debt sold her to the ruthless Kane family like she was just another asset to collect.* Now she's married to Adrian Kane, superstar striker who touches her like she's a chore he can't wait to finish. A touch that feels more like punishment than passion. But some nights, he comes to her different. His mouth worships every inch of her. His hands make her ache for more. She tells herself it's still him—maybe the pressure has fractured something inside her husband's mind. But the truth isn't pressure or split personality. Those passionate nights aren't her husband at all. It's his psycho identical twin brother claiming her in the dark, giving her the passion he believes Adrian doesn't deserve to give. Damien knows how to make her beg—the wrong Kane with all the right sins. He watches her when she sleeps. He learns every secret she's never dared to confess. And when he slides into her bed wearing his brother's face, she forgets how to scream "no." He says she belongs to him now. He says she'll never escape his obsession. And the most twisted part? She's starting to crave the monster in the dark more than the man she was sold to. *But what happens when Adrian discovers the deception?* *And how far will Damien go to keep the woman he's claimed as his own?* *When the truth finally comes to light, which Kane brother will she choose—and will she even have a choice?*

Zara thought her heart only had space for one bad boy—her charming best friend Jace, the tattooed playboy who never saw her as a woman.. Zara is determined to confess her feelings to Jace before their high school prom night ends but her hopes are entirely crushed when Jace announces he has a new girlfriend and she overhears him saying she (Zara)can never be his type. This hurts Zara beyond core. Heartbroken but determined to move on, Zara steps into college with a fresh start and a shared apartment with Jace. What she doesn’t expect is him—Noah Reyes, the brooding, inked stranger in the third room. Mysterious, cold, and devastatingly magnetic, Noah has something in him she can’t name.. He never wanted roommates. He doesn’t do feelings. But there’s something about Zara that threatens his rules.. Stuck between the best friend who’s always had her heart and the mysterious bad boy next door who’s starting to steal it, Zara is caught in a storm of temptation. She has to choose—but either way, someone’s bound to get burned.