To My Beloved

Penelope Winston is a seventeen years old happy and bubbly girl whose life suddenly came to an end when situations arose in her family, and she had to be sold off to an auctioneer so that her mother’s medical bills could be paid while holding on to her father’s promise of getting her back. Hunter Nicklaus is a well feared known and ruthless mafia boss. Despite being incapable of loving, he decided to attend the auction party after being notified that his betrothed who is the key to his fortune and wealth had been sold to an Auctioneer. What happens when Penelope discovers that her life and been sealed and entangled with the heartless Don who wouldn’t let her go even though he can’t love her? Will she stay with him till the end or leave when an opportunity is presented to her?

"Please leave me, I don't want you as my mate. I hate you." I said to the emotionless man who is standing in front of me, he is looking calm but I can see in his eyes that he is not going to forgive me. "Too late baby, moon goddess already bound as together, and let me tell you, you can never escape from me, but you already made a mistake." He said to me with his dangerous eyes and advances his steps towards my direction. "I will escape from you again, I am not that fragile girl that I used to be," I said to him with hatred lacing my voice. He smirked at me and I know that I am in danger, but I am not going to back out. I am ready to put up a fight.

Clutching his shirt, I pull him closer, and he smirks, well aware of the effect he has on me. The wetness in my core intensifies with his touch. His overpowering scent and minty breath envelop me. Then he whispers, "Lyra if I slip my finger inside you, I swear you are dripping wet for me. And you say you hate me?" That is the breaking point. Summoning all my strength, I push him away forcefully, slipping out of his grasp. ........................ Lyra runs away when falsely accused of poisoning the Alpha Tristan. Pursued, she was rescued by Lycan king Kessler, who she realized was her mate. However, he had killed her parents, making her conflicted. To meet her uncle's demands, she pretends loyalty to the Lycan king but faces threats from the Alpha she fled from. The Alpha wants her dead. Her uncle insists on her having an heir with the Lycan king. The Lycan king refused to mate with her. Lyra's journey unfolds as she wrestles with these challenges – will she overcome them or succumb to the pressure?

Brooke Jones was ready to confess her love to her best friend Daniel Taylor but the news her parents broke to her let her keep quiet. She has to marry Martin Taylor Daniel's older brother who she hates to her very core. She and Martin don't see eye to eye. He thinks she's a spoiled little rich girl and she thinks his an arrogant playboy who only uses girls. Join these two as they take on married life. Will Brooke learn the softer side of Martin or will she always love her best friend. There's also someone from Martin's past who will do anything to get him back. Will the two of them find true love with one another or will one of them leave heart broken?

His lips brushed my palm and every time his hot breath hit my skin, it set my nerves on fire. “What the—” I whispered, breathless. And then, with deliberate slowness, Sevastian slipped my ring finger into his mouth. My eyes widened in disbelief, my heart hammering against my chest. His teeth scraped my skin before sinking into the flesh, just enough to make me twitch from the sharp pain. I gasped, both from the sting and the bite I got from him. My entire body tensed as he bit down harder, marking me not with ink or metal, but with flesh and teeth. When he finally released my hand, my skin throbbed, the faint mark of his bite was visible against my finger. I cradled my hand, staring in disbelief at the mark he left behind. “This,” Sevastian murmured, his voice low and sharp. “Is my mark and ring.” His tone carried an edge, dangerous yet confident, as if the words were meant to bind me. “The symbol that you are no longer Celestina Valeztina-Savelli.” His lips ghosted over my skin, and my chest tightened as he whispered the next words. “...but Celestina Valeztina-Ortega.” His next words were a soft snarl, dripping with ruthless certainty. “My property, my wife.” He added, while locking his gaze on me. There was no hesitation in his eyes, no flicker of remorse, only that same ruthless determination that chilled me to my core. I tried to pull my hand back, but he didn’t let go. "You’re insane," I whispered, my voice barely audible, trembling despite my best efforts not to show it. “Yes, I’m insane,” he replied with a hint of mischief in his voice, “And I can drive you crazy…” He paused, letting the tension hang in the air.

"Oh, dear officer, would you like to play a game?" The Mafia asked, twirling a knife in his hands. "Game? The only game I know it's sending you to jail," Wade took out the handcuffs and wanted to cuff his hands. Suddenly before Wade knew it, he was spun around and pushed against the wall. Shit! Did this bastard just handcuffed him?! "Hey! How dare you -" "Handcuffed an officer?" The man laughed wickedly. Wade's face paled and he froze. Fuck! This bastard tricked him! "Officer," the man dragged his finger across Wade's lips seductively, "How dare you enter my territory without my permission?" "Y-you," Wade's body shook with rage. Who was this man?! His fighting skills were obviously better than his, yet he had been pretending all along! "You must be curious about me," His fingers caressed the curve in Wade's back, sending a shiver down his spine. What happens when duty clashes with an irresistible attraction to a dangerous enemy? Newly appointed police chief Wade Harrington is on a relentless mission to cleanse the city of crime. As he delves into a perplexing missing person case, he stumbles into the lair of the world's most notorious criminal, the enigmatic Mafia King, Vincenzo Luciano. Vincenzo is a master of getting under Wade's skin, challenging him at every turn, and haunting his dreams. As their confrontations intensify, the lines between duty and desire blur, igniting a fiery passion neither can deny. Destined to be enemies, like oil and water, Wade and Vincenzo are inexplicably drawn to each other. Their encounters spark a dangerous game of cat and mouse, where Wade's attempts to capture Vincenzo only lead him deeper into the Mafia King's seductive grasp. Will Wade uphold his duty, or will he succumb to the magnetic pull of his greatest adversary?

I don't know what to think. I don't know what this feeling is all about. Is this normal? Definitely not. Not only was he in his thirties while I was just 19, but we were also never meant to fall in love because he was my teacher. There is no way.... What is wrong with my heart? Oh God. I think I am in love with my math teacher." My hand pushed against his chest as I took a step back. "Please, I can't breathe with you so close.. "You think I can?" He snapped, gripping my wrist and hauling me to himself. "You think it's been easy for me to stand in front of the class, avoiding your eyes and trying to keep myself from thinking about you while teaching." My eyes widened and my jaw dropped. Was he also in love with me? Did that one-night stand mean something to him too? I thought I was just like other students to him. ***** Diane's heart was shattered when she found out her boyfriend didn't love her and was only using her to win a dare game. To clear her head, she ended up having a one-night stand with a strange man only to find out the following week that he was the new math professor, Leo. Diane thought she had pushed him off her head, but seeing him again sparked up the feelings she never knew existed inside her. It was forbidden, enough scandal to destroy his career, but he couldn't let go; neither could she. What happens when she find out his secret identity and realized he was part of a deadly Mafia organization that she should have never meet in the first place.

With the night that Avery Phaedra can't forget, the fire in her heart slowly burns higher and brighter as years pass by. She knew that the death of her beloved mother and other members of their pack shall not go in vain. Avery and her brother, Arnold, plotted to infiltrate the enemy's city, disguising it as one of the Balders' wolves. As Avery had steamy nights with Collin Ash, the only son of her city's killer and murderer, will the fire of revenge in her heart change? Or it will only fan her madness? Will her revenge turn into something she is not expecting?

I was born with a strange, painful condition. Women are strongly drawn to me, yet after I got married, I became allergic to my own wife, Quinn Rowan. Every attempt at intimacy left me covered in burning red welts, struggling to breathe. More than once, I nearly went into shock. Nevertheless, my desire to have a child was overwhelming. So one night, gambling with my life, I quietly slipped into the bedroom. Strangely, nothing happened to me that night. Soon, Quinn became pregnant. I naively believed everything would finally return to normal. Then, eight months into her pregnancy, a single accidental touch sent me into another violent allergic reaction, and I was rushed to the hospital. When I finally came to, Quinn was nowhere to be found. At the end of the corridor, I heard her whispering with her girlfriends, "Look how ridiculous he looked, all swollen and gasping. Pathetic." Quinn dangled the special tonic she had always claimed was meant to help me, her voice dripping with disdain, "I engineered this formula myself. I made sure he’d break out in hives the moment he touched me. That way, he’d never come near me. "But since he was so desperate for a kid, I decided to let him raise the baby Miles and I conceived together. It’s charity, really." My blood froze. The child I longed for, the baby I treasured, was never mine.

"You sound jealous." He pointed out and pushed off the wall. He walked towards me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You wish." I barely said as my knees went weak with the expectation of him touching me. "Do you want me to fuck your brains out?" Issa huskily asked as he groped me to his hard muscled body. The slit between my legs was heating up. I knew that I had to be very careful about my answer or things were going to take a dirty turn. "In your dreams," I whispered and softly pushed him back. I prayed that he had not caught on to my moment of weakness. "I will be waiting for you in my dreams then." _________ Yulia— a stubborn and rebellious wolf's life is turned upside down when she's forced to move in with her step-uncle, Lycan Issa Frostwood, after her mother's death. As she struggles to come to terms with her new reality, she finds herself tormented by a forbidden desire for the one person she shouldn't— her own uncle. . . But as they both fight to deny their feelings, the danger that surrounds them draws them closer together. Will they succumb to their passion, or will the secrets and lies that haunt their past destroy them forever?