Touch Out

O casamento de Isadora Freitas e Olavo Carvalho durou cinco anos, sustentado pelo sacrifício de sua dignidade e de sua estabilidade emocional. Ela acreditava que, na ausência de amor, ao menos haveria alguma afeição familiar. Até que, um dia... O aviso de emergência sobre a saúde de sua filha única e as manchetes de Olavo esbanjando dinheiro com sua musa apareceram simultaneamente diante dela. Ela finalmente percebeu que não precisava mais fingir ser esposa dele. Porém, aquele homem cruel subornou toda a imprensa, e ajoelhou-se na neve com os olhos vermelhos e suplicou para que ela voltasse. Mas Isadora apareceu de braços dados com outro homem. Um novo amor anunciado para o mundo.

I've been married to Elliot Graves, the mafia drug lord in NYC, for the past eight years. But today—on our wedding anniversary—I received a photo of him with my best friend, Lila, celebrating as if they were the ones married. And in her arms was my son, Owen. I stared at the image, then typed out two words in reply. “How perfect.” Half a hour later, Elliot stormed through the front door. His voice thundered through the hallway. “Why do you always have to be so bitchy to Lila?” Owen, my own little boy, shoved at my leg and glared. “Bad Momma,” he said. “I wish Miss Lila was my real mommy.” I didn’t flinch. I simply walked over to the drawer, pulled out the crisp stack of papers I’d long prepared, and dropped them on the table with a quiet finality. “Alright,” I said, my voice calm. “It’s all my fault. Now, can I go?”

Patricia Dawson had it all…wealth, love, and a picture-perfect family. Or so she thought.Until cancer stripped her strength, betrayal shattered her heart, and death took her too soon.Her husband was sleeping with her sister.Her parents knew and stayed silent.And the empire she built with her own hands was stolen right before her eyes.But fate wasn’t done with her yet.Patricia opens her eyes again in the body of Patricia Allen, a poor, broken single mother drowning in debt and despair. Three children. No money. No reputation. No one to rely on.This time, she vows to live for herself. To rise higher than ever.To rebuild her fortune, protect her children, and destroy everyone who betrayed her in her past life.But just when she thought her heart was too cold to love again, Alexander Sterling, the ruthless billionaire who once loved her in silence steps back into her life. He knows her secrets. He remembers the woman she was. And this time… he’s not letting her go.Power. Love. Revenge. Redemption.In this life, Patricia Dawson will rise from the ashes—and the world will kneel before her.

Fox Shifters are known for their wits and their tricks, and she is the Queen Of Tricks. Hired by creatures to do their dirty work.One job with a certain big bad Alpha might push her a little too deep. With enemies coming out of the woods and secrets hiding behind every corner, The Queen Of Tricks can't seem to trick her way out of this one.

I was a broke, jobless, and unhappy woman until I met my new mysterious neighbor whom I mistook for a thief on the first day. There was something strange about him, a mystery I couldn't place my fingers on. I couldn't care less about who he was. He was the most annoying man I had ever met anyway. However, seeing him on my night out with my best friend and his promptness to help me caught my attention. He was more than just the new man in Woodstock. He was a man I'd fall in love with in a heartbeat. Gosh! I had just left a tumbling relationship. A man was the last thing I needed in my life, but a man like Lucas wasn't just a regular man. Then, Lucas offered me a job I couldn't deny. He offered me a job as the in-house chef. I found out Lucas' mysteriousness was because he was a popular billionaire in Boston. He didn't only have a big billionaire family, he had a scandal waiting for him up at Boston. He had a woman, Kimberly, who was carrying his child. This revelation was going to crumble my world. However, Lucas wouldn't give up without a fight. His family stood against our union while Lucas' arm surrounded me even at the expense of losing his billionaire title. We stood together as we fought the forces willing to pull us apart.

She married him, believing fate had finally chosen her. Dominic Blackwood was everything the world feared, an intimidating billionaire with ice in his veins and power in his hands. Elara entered his life with raw sincerity and reckless hope, only to be shattered by a truth too cruel to forgive: she was never his wife; only a vessel meant to carry his heir. When she discovered she was pregnant, she dared to believe love might grow where cruelty had reigned. Instead, she uncovered his secret agenda, one that reduced her to nothing more than a means to an end. So she staged her disappearance. Years later, Elara returns, but not as the girl he discarded, but as a revered genius doctor with beauty sharpened by confidence and pain refined into power. She no longer chases love. She controls the game. Now Dominic is the one unraveling on his knees, begging for forgiveness, desperate for the family he never deserved. But some betrayals carve too deep. And some women never look back. Will his devotion soften Elara's heart, or would she kick him down to the curb?

« Claire, quand tu étais petite, nous avions arrangé un mariage pour toi. Maintenant que tu vas mieux, accepterais-tu de rentrer à ville J pour te marier ? Si tu ne veux toujours pas, je peux en reparler avec ton père pour annuler ces fiançailles. » Dans la pénombre de sa chambre, Claire n'entendait que le silence. Au moment où sa mère, à l'autre bout du fil, pensait avoir encore une fois échoué à la convaincre, elle a soudainement pris la parole : « J'accepte de rentrer pour me marier. » Delphine est restée stupéfaite au téléphone, visiblement surprise par cette réponse. « Tu... tu es d'accord ? » « Oui, j'accepte », a répondu Claire d'une voix calme. « Mais j'ai besoin d'un peu de temps pour régler mes affaires ici à ville H. Je reviendrai dans quinze jours. Maman, vous pouvez commencer à préparer le mariage. » Après avoir donné quelques instructions supplémentaires, elle a raccroché.

She needed one night. He needed one woman. Drowning in debts and desperate to survive, Ana Thompson agrees to a one-time job as a stripper. It’s supposed to be just one night, a quick way to pay off her stepmother’s endless demands. But that night, she collides with Fred Nork, the cold-hearted billionaire CEO of Majesties, a luxury women’s brand that thrives on elegance. Haunted by her past and overwhelmed by shame, Ana disappears before morning, leaving behind only a bloodstained sheet and the memory of her first time. Fred wakes up alone, confused, and with an unfamiliar ache in his chest. He doesn’t know her name. Weeks later, Ana’s world spirals further out of control. Homeless, pregnant, and rejected, she clutches the only lifeline she has, Fred’s business card, slipped into her bag the night they met. But when she walks into Majesties, hoping for help, she finds him… announcing his engagement to Tiana Monroe, a viciously poised heiress with a heart of ice. Shattered but not broken, Ana does the unthinkable. She applies for a cleaning job at Majesties. She begins working at the bottom rung of Fred’s empire. But Fred notices her. He doesn’t recognize the woman who once lit his world on fire, but something about Ana pulls him in again. Now, with the world watching, Fred must make an impossible choice: cling to the legacy he’s built with Tiana by his side, or risk it all for the mysterious woman who slipped away. Ana has a choice too: can she trust the man who once seemed so cold with her heart… and her child’s life? In a world where love is a weakness and power means everything, can a single night rewrite destiny?

"Food made by a person I don't like is naturally detestable," Lily didn't expect these hurtful words to come from him—her husband of almost two years— Roberto Whitlock. She had married him out of love, even though their marriage was a transaction between two families. She thought she could change him, but it turned out it was just her fantasy. And he soon brought her to the reality of their marriage which had been hanging by a thin, strained thread this whole time. "Sign it... My heart can never beat for you in this lifetime," After she signed the divorce papers, she made him stand at the back of long line of suitors.

Hot. Fast. Dangerous. Only two things are capable of sating my hunger: racing and women. I’m a devil behind the wheel, and there isn’t another man in New York City who can beat me. Nor any dumb enough to try. But there was a woman who could. My ex-wife, Evie. And she did. Messed me up real good. Thanks to her, I gave up my dream of racing, but I can’t run from fate forever. The evil bastards at her side have taken over the underground racing scene, but I’m diving back in deep. With my focus on the road, the last thing I need is a distraction, but that’s just what Laina is. My best friend’s little sister feels off limits, until she isn’t. Perfect curves and a smile that could melt hearts, this woman has me wanting to say yes from the start. She’s relentless and drives me mad with the desire to be bad one more time—just for her. I might be outracing demons, but I’m not running from anything. Not me. Not ever again.