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There's nothing more important than reaching his dreams, he's an aspiring singer. Kael, never knew that he will fall inlove with a girl named Cosette. Cosette is a girl who's a spoiled brat, but her mindset changed when she met Kael, a goal-oriented man.

Warning: Heavy Erotica!!! Vampire/Werewolf Julia’s beauty was a curse. Every man wanted her but only one will win her heart. Will it be: The one-night stand The one-night stand’s brother The ex turned stepbrother The student The werewolf alpha Or the vampire hunter? The choice is hers. Her mundane world collides with the supernatural by a chance encounter; her life forever changed. Ray POV “I gotta have you baby, I don’t care that our parents are getting married.” I told her. “But it’s wrong and besides, you left. You left me broken hearted and Xander was there to pick up the pieces.” Julia said to me, lips quivering. “I don’t want to be right if it means I’ll have you.” I grabbed her face and took her mouth, tasting her sweet, familiar flavor.

Ayana Torrez just tossed her graduation cap and hit the road — alone, unbothered, and ready for anything. With cash flowing from her vlogging success and a thirst for freedom, she’s chasing thrill over routine, passion over predictability. But her solo adventure takes a steamy turn when she crosses paths with dangerously charming men who tempt her to explore more than just new places. Every mile brings her deeper into pleasure, but behind the flirty detours and wild nights… could love be waiting at the end of the road?

She loved him when he had absolutely nothing. When the tough times came, he was the one who let her down. Three years ago Dominic Hale was the one who broke Arielle Moores heart. He was her first, the man who knew every inch of her body, every way to make her fall apart. Then he just left her there like a broken piece. He's now the CEO of a billion, dollar company, and she is the designer whos been hired to renovated his office. And one thing they still had in common? Their chemistry never faded. One glance and she is reliving his touch on her skin. One breath and he is terribly tempted to remind her just whose she used to be. Six months of close proximity. Business meetings that seem like foreplay. Boundaries that are falling apart with every passionate gaze. When at last, she breaks and kisses him desperate, hungry, all three years of need they both acknowledge: this was never truly over. He wants her back. Whole. She wants to protect her heart. But her body is still yearning for his touch. His manipulative ex shows up again. Her brother overdoses. And all of a sudden, staying away from each other becomes totally impossible especially when he appears at the very moment she needs him, just like in the old times. He had her once and lost her. He is not going to make the same mistake again. And he knows exactly how to get her back in his arms.

On the night of our engagement, the ward my family sponsored left without a word. She went alone to the Mexican border, a lawless land crawling with cartels, to become a combat medic. From then on, Dante and I tortured each other for ten years. He hated me for trapping him with my birthright as the heir, stealing the spot of the woman he loved. I hated him for humiliating me while still craving the power and wealth the Moretti family provided. In countless fights, we spewed the most vicious curses at each other. Until that raid on the underwater sanctuary. The base was rigged to blow and sinking fast. Dante didn't hesitate. He strapped the only oxygen mask onto my face and turned to jump into the swarm of sharks. He slit his own wrist, using his blood to lure the predators away. Moments before the sea swallowed him, he roared at me: “I don't owe you anything anymore, Sophia!” “If there's a next life, please, let me go!” After I was rescued, the family only recovered his mangled remains. Clutched in his palm was that charity case's cross necklace. That was when I learned Elena had died from a stray bullet years ago. And he, in the end, chose this brutal suicide to join her. Dante's death shook the entire Underworld. The family Elders took their anger out on me. I was accused of being a "Black Widow" who sent her husband to his death to save herself. I was beaten to death by a mob of angry thugs on the street. When I opened my eyes again, I stopped my father. This time, I’ll let them have their epic love story.

Soren Voss has spent years keeping his life and desires under control. His sexuality is a secret, one night stands are his favourite routine and the hotel room he reserves is the only place he can be himself. Then Juno Ames walks in looking warm, confident and freshly heartbroken, he sees right through Soren’s walls. One night together changes everything and makes Soren question everything he thought he could control. Family pressure keeps increasing, blind dates are being arranged and Soren could only think of one option, a fake engagement which is supposed to be simple and safe. But Juno isn’t just part of the plan, he’s the one who makes Soren feel things he has never allowed himself to feel and the one person Soren can’t stop thinking about. Pretending to be in love was easy, actually falling for the man who understands him completely? That’s the one thing Soren can’t control.

Nia is faced with different choices and terrible decisions as her mom lays sick in the hospital. She is forced to take up a job which brings her drama, trouble and love. Life doesn't get better when she becomes a maid in the Williams mansion, home to a large British family, who aren't very welcoming to strangers. Surrounded by different people, some who despise her, others, trying so hard to get her out of the mansion, Nia has to adapt to different ways and things in order to save her mother's life.

Poor and lonely Azriel believed that the only way to satisfy the heart is to follow whatever it requires. No one knows, even himself that he undeniably craved for a man's touch, until he met this merciless stud who hardly showed emotions and only cares for his own gratification. "You will leave this room barely breathing."

My husband, Martin, was the head of a powerful mafia don. When his widowed sister-in-law, Tricia, got into a car accident, I was forced to give her a blood transfusion. I told them through tears that I was newly pregnant and too weak to donate, but they accused me of faking the medical report. “You were out running just last week. Now you’re claiming you’re pregnant when you’re asked to donate some blood? You just don’t want to help Tricia!” In the end, they drew my blood by force. The strain caused me to miscarry, and while I bled out, my husband stayed by Tricia’s side. After that, I didn’t beg him to return. I dragged my broken body away, left the divorce papers behind, and left him for good. However, when the truth finally came to light, Martin lost his mind with regret.

It's been five years. Five years since we broke up and the last time I saw him. And yet I still can't get him out of my head. He returns to my thoughts and my dreams, completely uninvited and unwelcome. Even though I'm assigned now and I should think of my friend, not him. But he was the first. The first one that has captivated my heart and body and I still can't seem to forget somewhere inside. But I can pretend. Everything is fine because he moved out and we don't see each other anymore. My life goes on and I am happy. Happy. OLLIE F**king five years. Five years of suffering, loneliness and anger. I never wanted to break up with her. I should never have let her go. She took everything from me and I could never breathe fully after she left. There were others, but none like her. But I could still pretend that my life was not such hell. But now ... now I'm going back to the city where it all started. I'm going back to take what's mine. Because she always belonged only to me