Two Source Theory

Self-made billionaires Zane and Trey have been a club of two since they were eighteen. They’ve done everything together: play football, fall in love, even get smacked around by their dads. The only thing they haven’t tried is seducing the same woman. Executive chef Rebecca Eilert learned early on not to trust anyone. She raised her brothers by herself—with no adult being the wiser. Her knack for cooking kept a roof over the twins’ heads. Now she’s damned if it won’t pay their way through Harvard as well. Add in running Trey’s latest restaurant, and her plate is way too full for romance. That’s an attitude the bad boys intend to change. Zane and Trey have set their sights on the sexy chef. When their hearts enter the equation and they both fall for her, this committed twosome faces their hardest test of all.

"I am not used to losing. Never had," he uttered, glaring at her reddish face that was wet with tears. "But, if by any slight mistake, someone dared to even touch a single hair on your head without my permission, I would lose." His intense gaze became deep. "And when I lose," moving closer until she was just a breath away from him, he ended, "my loss is another's invitation of death." Her eyes got bigger and wider. "I will burn this very fucking city down if I have to." She backed herself feeling totally empty to think of anything. In the middle of everything happening, her wound was torn open. The same wound which was caused by him only a week ago. "And I mean every word I say." His warmth-radiating fingers on her jaws burnt her skin. WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

Irish the unwanted child, has been marked as the daughter of traitors, and she has been suffering since a long time ago, she was the hybrid daughter of the werewolf witch turned 18, and the peak of suffering in her life was the abuse committed by her uncle, she tried to escape leaving all the wounds and memories that had tortured her since a long time ago. Until one day she met the Maxwell family and was appointed by that rich family, Irish continued to study diligently to get all the best things in her life, but the presence of the two sons from the Maxwell family entirely changed her life, Sergio Maxwell and Anthony Romano. The two sons of a conglomerate who inherited a large company and also have an intense love only for the Irish, this becomes an unavoidable conflict between them, until the relationship and their love bond are stronger for the one woman they are fighting for, namely Irish. She can feel deeply in love, disappointment, betrayal, healing for her soul, and falling in love again, after many obstacles she has to face. Sergio and Romano have the same feelings for the Irish and with their werewolf's abilities, they can see that the Irish are their mate, how can they do this if both fall in love with the same woman? And of course, the strongest will survive and Sergio also tries to protect Ireland from all the dangers that have occurred in her life with many conflicts that have occurred.

“You’re nothing but a slut to me Audrey,” he growled out, his hand wrapped around my throat, pulling me towards him. “When you get to my brother, you can be all princess, I don’t care. But with me, you’re nothing but a slut. Now..” he paused, grazing his tongue on my ears. “Now get on your knees and please me.” The coldness and hunger in his voice sent Audrey on her knees, dripping with wetness and lust. ************ Audrey, the princess and daughter of the alpha of the Shadenight pack, finds herself in both misery and pleasure when she’s mated to the two brothers of the Nightshade pack. With her heart belonging to Asher, and her body to Alaric, which would prevail, love or lust?

In the shining skyscrapers of Manhattan’s multi-million dollar executive suites, two rulers dominate the entertainment industry yet not without conflict, cleverness, and fierce allure. Ace Rotherwell, merciless CEO and media tycoon, does not offer apologies, express emotions, or provide second chances. Particularly not for Noah Sinclair, the fugitive heir transformed into a pop culture figure who disappeared after their hidden relationship nearly set the company and their emotions ablaze. Now, Noah has returned… fiercer, more daring, and prepared to take back what he left behind: his legacy, his influence and possibly, Ace. Plunged into a chaotic office setup devised by PR, the duo must “co-lead” Sinclair Studios to salvage its deteriorating reputation. However, boardroom gatherings transform into sharp exchanges, late-night planning discussions evolve into playful confrontations, and every exchange of looks sizzles with mounting tension. One possesses a crown forged from dominance. The other dons celebrity as protection. Beneath the opulence and joy, there exists a past too complex to dismiss… and a connection too volatile to withstand. Amidst plotting aides, viral controversies, and old scars that remain fresh, Ace and Noah need to determine: Will they battle for their realm united …or allow it to disintegrate once more?

"I don't think my brother is someone you need. He's not the kind of alpha who could ever satisfy a woman like you.” I raised my chin and met Alexander's eyes. "And who do you think I need? What do you think will satisfy me?” He closed the gap between us and ran his heated eyes to my lips, to my throat, down to my body as if he was marking me and making love to me with those blue intense eyes. I looked away but Alexander tilted my head to meet my gaze. One touch and the hunger and the burn inside me intensified. His piercing eyes returned to my lips.“You don't need soft kisses. That's for little girls. You need fervent, explosive kisses. The ones that will try to suck the air within you, leaving you breathless but eager for more.” His hands dropped down to my waist, pulling me closer to his big and hard frame. “You need to be marked not with an alpha scent. That’s for men with an inferiority complex. You need to be claimed with kisses and bite marks that will make everyone jealous of how you spent your night. Because you are not just any woman, Katriona. You are a queen, a hot and wild queen.” I pushed Alexander away. I could hear my heart banging inside my chest. Logic screamed louder this time, desperately enumerating all the reasons why I shouldn’t be with this man. But as he stood there while waiting for my decision, I became aware of one thing. Whoever I choose, in the end, I’m still going to burn. It'll be a sin. And I'm going to hell for this.

BEING LOVED BY GREYSON WAS MY GOAL. Since the very beginning of our marriage, I wanted nothing more than to be the woman in his eyes. But instead... I was the woman in his shadow—watching as he went out with others and lived his own life. So when I realized Greyson never loved me, I decided to return the favor! But, of course, he wanted a second round.

"So, you were dating a monkey?" She teased, raising an eyebrow at Justin. He frowned at first but then burst into laughter. "Come closer," he said, motioning her toward him. She leaned in, bringing her ears close to his red lips. "I want to tell you a secret," he whispered, his voice low and teasing. "I don't actually like any of my girlfriends. I just date them for free p***y," he confessed with a mischievous grin. She couldn't help but burst into lauughter. "You're such a pervert," She said, still giggling. ~~ Ivy and Justin have been best friends for as long as they can remember. But Ivy has always wanted more-she's always wished Justin could see her as more than just a best friend. What will happen between these two? And will things take a turn for the better if Justin's brother, Trevor, steps in to play matchmaker? Or rather..... wanted her too!! Read on to find out!

My sister and I were both enslaved after the Great War and the defeat of humankind. But before long, my sister's striptease performance earned the Alpha lycan's favor, and they soon left, holding hands. On the other hand, I was taken away by a masked man unceremoniously after he left some money on the counter. However, no one expected the Alpha lycan to chew through my sister's throat during the full moon, while the masked man treasured me, pampering me with endless wealth and prestige. My sister turned into a vengeful spirit then and cursed me to death. When I opened my eyes again, we had both reincarnated to that fateful day. This time, my sister threw herself straight into the masked man's arms, sniffling as she begged, "Please love me?" Standing nearby, I laughed. After all, it was wonderful that I didn't have to be a vampire's walking blood pack in this life.

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…