Treasure Slow Motion

Taylor Williams didn’t grow up with the loving parents, white picket fence, and a dog. She’s struggled to get where she is and knows that with all she's endured, life can only get better. At 28 years old, she hails as one of the country’s top divorce lawyers and is ready to slow down and start a family with her husband. The only problem is he's shut her out and has treated her like everything but a wife since the night he came across her and his boss in a compromising situation. In spite of her innocence, she's determined to make it up to him. Isaac Warren is bad business; the kind of bad business that requires focus and determination in order to stay alive. It’s also the kind that caused him to shut himself off from serious relationships after the brutal murder of his fiancé three years ago. Now his cold exterior keeps everyone at bay except those he considers family. He doesn’t have room for anything more than the occasional tryst, especially not with the highly acclaimed lawyer he’s accidentally stumbled upon. When their paths cross, the attraction is undeniable no matter how much they try to fight it. Their denial of each other pushes Taylor into devastating situations and as the life she worked so hard to achieve spirals out of control, she decides to take matters into her own hands because it's impossible that the hand she’s been dealt is meant to be played alone and you know what they say about karma, right?

Alexander Carter, un puissant milliardaire, voit sa vie basculer lorsqu’un tragique accident lui arrache sa femme enceinte, Elena. Brisé, il refuse d’accepter que ce drame soit un simple hasard. Convaincu qu’il s’agit d’un meurtre déguisé, il se lance dans une quête de vengeance implacable. Après des mois d’enquête et de doutes, il finit par identifier une famille qu’il soupçonne d’être responsable de la mort d’Elena. Incapable de frapper directement ceux qu’il accuse, il choisit une cible inattendue : une jeune femme innocente, issue de cette famille. Il la kidnappe, persuadé qu’elle détient des réponses… ou qu’elle peut lui servir d’appât pour attirer les coupables. Mais ce qu’Alexander n’avait pas prévu, c’était qu’au fil des jours passés à la retenir captive, un trouble grandissant s’empare de lui. Derrière sa colère et sa soif de vengeance, une autre émotion commence à émerger… une attirance dangereuse, insidieuse, qu’il refuse d’accepter. Tiraillé entre son désir de justice et les sentiments qu’il commence à éprouver pour cette femme qu’il a faite prisonnière, Alexander se retrouve face à un dilemme. Peut-il se permettre d’aimer à nouveau alors que son cœur est consumé par la haine ? Et si la vérité était bien plus complexe qu’il ne l’imaginait ? Dans une atmosphère de tension psychologique et de passion interdite, Vengeance Mortelle est une histoire où la haine et l’amour s’affrontent, et où le plus grand combat d’Alexander ne sera peut-être pas contre ses ennemis… mais contre lui-même.

His hand pressed against the wall beside my head, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re blushing again, professor,” Ace whispered, his voice low, sinful. I swallowed, trying to steady myself, but my body betrayed me, arching towards him, aching for more. “You’re too close,” I managed, my voice unsteady. He smirked, brushing his lips over my jaw, slow and deliberate. “Then tell me to stop.” I should have. God, I should have... Instead, I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled him to me. His mouth crashed over mine, hungry and rough, and the world outside his disappeared. I thought living with him would be the worst decision of my life. Turns out, it might be the hottest. -- -- -- I needed a roommate. What I got was Ace, tattooed, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous. He breezed into my apartment like he owned it, with that cocky smile and a body that makes focusing on my studies nearly impossible. The walls are thin. Too thin. Every night, I hear things I shouldn’t. And worse… I start fantasizing about things I shouldn't. I tell myself that he’s a distraction I can’t afford but when he offers to tutor me in things that have nothing to do with textbooks, I’m not sure I can resist. One touch. One kiss. One lesson I’ll never forget. Living with Ace was meant to be temporary. Falling for him? That was never part of the plan.

It's my first day undercover at my future husband's dessert shop, and chaos walks in with fake lashes and two-inch nails. "I want an ice cream. Heated." I paused. "Just checking... You want your ice cream hot?" She gave me a look like I'd failed kindergarten. "Yes. Hot ice cream. Are you slow?" Deep breath. Zen mode. Customer-first service smile. "I'm sorry, ma'am. Ice cream has to stay frozen, or it just turns into—well... milk. If you want something warm, we have hot tea or coffee." "I'm pregnant!" she screeched. "Pregnant women crave weird things! Plus, my doctor said I can't eat anything cold! Are you trying to kill my baby and me? Is that what this is?!" People started turning their heads. Fantastic. A whole audience. I kept my voice low. "Ma'am, I can refund you." She suddenly smacked the counter, knocking the scanner sideways. Her nails shot past my face like tiny knives. "What kind of attitude is that?! A pathetic cashier talking back to me? I'll call my husband and get you fired!" Then, she leaned in like she was about to reveal a royal bloodline. "Guess what? I'm the boss's wife." I blinked. If that was true, I really needed to stop thinking about helping my boyfriend to open 3,000 franchise stores.

Dying from wolfsbane, I came back six months into carrying his pup. I went straight to a witch, begged for a potion to slow down the pup's growth. Choked it down. Then every day, I padded my belly with rabbit fur and kept up the act. In my first life, Emily and I went into labor on the same day. She popped out a perfect silver-white pup. Me? A white wolf giving birth to some scrappy mutt. James—Alpha of Ebonfang Pack—looked me dead in the eye and swore I betrayed him. I begged him to test the pup's blood. He did. Results came back: father was from an enemy pack. He called me a traitor, said I slept with the enemy, cut the bond, and threw me out. Five years rogue gutted my wolf. Then he showed up again. Guilt all over his face. "Emily got played by a Darkclaw wolf. She's just an omega—she wouldn't have survived going rogue. I had to swap the pups. Didn't you get the supplies I sent? Whatever, it's over. I'll take care of you now." Emily shot me a look full of venom and passed me a teapot. Didn't even get a word out before the wolfsbane kicked in. I died choking, eyes wide, body frozen. But now? I'm back. I know everything. Let's see how they plan to win this time.

“We shouldn't do this,” I gasp as his hand slips beneath my dress, his hot breath brushing my ear. “You can say that all you want, but you're already dripping for me.” His grip on my thighs tightens. “So let me ruin you—slow, deep, and on every surface in this room.” A moan escapes me—and then he lifts me. _________ Nova Kingsley is a 24-year-old she-wolf with a legacy soaked in blood and secrets. She made peace with control. Power kept her safe. Duty kept her distant. Love? That was a luxury for wolves who didn't carry kingdoms on their shoulders. Then came the Weston brothers. Nate is kind, loyal, and the younger brother offering the future she needs. But Alex? The Alpha-heir is untamed, dangerously intense, and utterly forbidden. His gaze unravels her. His touch threatens to consume her. And when they collide, the world shifts. Stars tremble. The gods remember. Bound by a divine blessing and trapped in an ancient prophecy, Nova and Alex are more than star-crossed—they’re caught in the middle of a war between goddesses, where fate is weaponized and love is a battlefield. As a deadly threat rises from the shadows and war brews on all sides, Nova must choose between the mate she can have… and the one her soul was created for. Because some bonds are sacred. Others are damned. And this one? It's both. _________ Content Warning: This dark romance contains themes that may be triggering to some readers, including graphic violence, death, emotional trauma, forbidden love, sexual content (18+), supernatural elements, and family betrayal.

His hands slid up my thighs, in a slow and deliberate manner, and my breath hitched. “What if…” I gasped as his fingers tightened possessively. “What if my mother finds out?” He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he captured my lips in a searing kiss that swallowed my protests and set my entire body aflame. His mouth moved against mine with a hunger that said he didn’t care about consequences, didn’t care about anything except this….except us. When he finally pulled back, his eyes were dark with desire, his voice a low rumble against my skin. “Then let her.” ~~~ When fate deals the cruelest hand, desire doesn’t play fair Belle Westwood never expected her fresh start to come with a mate bond—especially not to the one man she absolutely cannot have. He’s powerful, commanding, and everything her wolf craves. He’s also her mother’s husband. One stolen kiss changes everything. Now, caught between duty and an attraction that threatens to consume them both, Belle must decide walk away from her fated mate, or risk destroying everyone she loves for a chance at the one thing she’s never had—true love. But when her past comes back to haunt her and enemies close in, Belle realizes that sometimes the most dangerous thing isn’t the secret you’re keeping… it’s the one you can’t resist.

“You say the child belongs to your stepbrother.” Aston’s gaze flicked to the sleeping boy, then back to her. “Is that what everyone believes?” Aria’s jaw tightened. “Why do you ask?” His lips curved into a slow, dangerous smile. “Curiosity.” Five years ago, Aria Griffin was drugged by her own family and forced into her stepbrother’s bed. By morning, the scandal had destroyed her reputation… and everyone believed it was her fault. She was disgraced and disowned, and had to be flown away to hide from the public. For five years, Aria lived quietly overseas under her grandfather’s protection… until the day he summoned her back. This time, she isn’t returning alone. She has a son. And a marriage waiting for her. Everyone believed the child she carried was proof of her shame. Her husband, Aston Beaumont, is powerful, calculating, and far too interested in a woman the entire city believes was ruined by her own stepbrother. But Aria quickly discovers the truth. Aston didn’t marry her out of duty. He married her for revenge. While her husband secretly plots to destroy her grandfather, Aria must protect the one thing she cannot afford to lose, her child. And as old scandals resurface, the stepbrother who once destroyed her reputation has no intention of letting her go again. But the biggest secret of all… The child isn’t who anyone thinks he is. And everyone who underestimated Aria is about to regret it.

"W-wife?" “its okay to see me and treat me like trash,I’ve lived with that knowledge for years. Even if you hate my presence so much, why do you want to marry me off to some guy I didn’t know existed until this moment?’’ Camila couldn't fathom marrying at such a young age. "I can't believe you're going to make me marry someone like her," Leonardo muttered to his father, his voice dripping with contempt. "She's nothing more than a child. Just look at her, she looks like she’ll break any moment from now. And for God’s sake she looks naive" With Leonardo storming out in anger, the atmosphere grew tense. "Why do you and Mom hate me so much?" Camila cried out, her tears flowing freely. "You've locked me away in the back house for years, and now you're forcing me into marriage without my consent!" .................>>>>> Camilla's sole desire has always been to experience love and receive fair treatment from her family. However, her world takes a drastic turn when her family arranges a marriage with the seemingly uninterested and arrogantly indifferent Leonardo. Will they defy the odds and make their marriage work, or will they ultimately conclude that the endeavor isn't worth the struggle? Embark on a journey with Camilla and Leonardo . p.s one of this book's trope is slow burn romance

"I like her," I said as I sat across from my mother unable to keep the frustration from boiling over. "Like who?" "Callie," I admitted, my chest tightening as I said her name. Her expression froze for a moment before she set the papers aside and leaned forward. "You’re joking, right? Callie is your brother’s girlfriend." "I don’t care," I snapped. "I can’t stand seeing him with her. She should be mine, and I’m not going to just sit back and watch them together." "Well, well. This is interesting." She sat back, steepling her fingers. "You really want her all to yourself?" "More than anything," I confessed. A slow smile crept across her face, and it sent a chill down my spine. "Don’t worry. I have a plan.” Whatever she had in mind, I knew it wouldn’t be simple. But if it meant having Callie… I was willing to do whatever it took. **************** Callie was given a choice by her new boss: either lose her job or act as his escort for his family’s Christmas and New Year celebrations, pretending to be his girlfriend. Left with no other option, she reluctantly agrees to be his escort but what she doesn’t realize is that she’s walking straight into a trap. Dive into a story of love, betrayal, romance, suspense, and a Christmas miracle. Second Chances Under the Tree is a gripping and intriguing read that will keep you on the edge of your seat until the very last page.