Unbreakable Shower Doors

Born wolfless and branded a sinner, I was Bisclaveret pack’s greatest disgrace. They feared me for only two nights every month; when I lost control and went feral, the beast inside me slaughtering without mercy. It wasn’t my fault. It was my curse. A curse only my mate could tame. But my mate, Alpha Kestrel, hated me and rejected me. Instead, he marked my stepsister, Adira, as his Luna, leaving me to rot as a maid, a worthless monsterous Omega, only seeking me out when his body ached for what only I could give. And still, my curse raged on. Betrayed and discarded, I was sold to Kestrel’s greatest enemy, Alpha Thor—a ruthless, blood shedding Alpha, whose command is next to the Lycan King's. He expected a broken Omega, a powerless servant, until he witnessed my darkest truth. On the fifteenth lunar month, my beast broke free, and instead of being hated or killed, Thor offered me a deal: to be his, to serve him, and in return, he would keep me sane. But fate is cruel. When Kestrel returns, begging for what he once threw away, I am torn between two ruthless Alphas. Bound by an unbreakable oath, hunted by my past, and cursed by fate, I must decide whether to break my promise or lose myself forever.

Kiera was raised in the warmth of an Alpha’s home, blossoming into a Luna, known for her strength and quick wit. In the shadows of a pack's loving embrace, Keira's belief in an unbreakable alliance shatters when a familiar face unveils hidden truths about her husband. Betrayed and hurt, she flees to an unexpected source for help.The triplets, architects of revenge, grapple with an unforeseen twist of fate as Keira emerges, a woman written in the stars to disrupt their carefully laid plans. Now, a pivotal choice looms: do they save the life of the woman destined to unravel everything they've built, or do they cast her aside to complete their war of revenge? In this tale of alliances and betrayals, the line between savior and destroyer blurs, challenging the very fabric of fate.Preview:"Someone is this morning." His voice rumbled in desire. "You smell divine, Cherie." He softly my inner thighs, sending waves of pleasure through me. “Do you like waking in our arms? My brother holding you all night while I molest this perfect body you have." He moved his body to lay at my waist, placing my legs over his shoulders. I looked up to his brother, asking as seductively as I could, “Should I let your brother have his way with me?""I think you should always do as we tell you." His dark voice replied.

Dangerous Desires Book One. I, Zia Walker, take you, Xavier Luciano, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part. I will honor you all the days of my life. 'And above all, I vow not to fall for you.' ~~ Trapped with the responsibility to my family, fate forced me to marry Xavier Luciano. He was the perfect solution to my problems, but there was only one condition he asked before promising me his ‘I do.’ “Don’t fall for me,” was his unbreakable rule. I laughed at him that day, thinking how easy it is to follow his stupid rule. I’m in love with my ex-fiance, his younger brother Calvin, so what could possibly go wrong? I agreed without hesitation, seeing him as the ticket out of my life’s predicament. Like a raging wave, the realization of my vow’s weight crashed on me. How can I fulfill my promise, when even in the darkness and danger that surrounds him, I’m hauled like a moth to a flame? How can I fight the slow burn of falling for my husband? The man I swore to cherish and adore, until death do us part, and the one my heart chose to love. ~~ [Mature Content] ~~ Follow me on lnstagram Castiel_Lj Cover by DobolyuV

Everything was going downhill. Caterina Mari Santelli is having trouble. At first she struggled to remember who the man in her hospital room was. Now, she doesn't exactly know if she loves him or hates him even more (the thought of planning a wedding to a man you hate isn't exactly inviting). She's also in distress knowing that her plans aren't going the way she planned. To add to her list of dilemmas, she's having PTSD and is afraid to even hold a gun, much more shoot one. Lucas De Marchi is just a dazed man walking. Something warm towards Caterina was building inside of him. He knows exactly what that feeling is and knows exactly how dangerous it is. But despite his efforts to stop his feelings, he always finds himself doing dirty business with her or for her. He's confused about Mari, and he's worried about his family and his sanity. To finally put that luscious cherry on top, Matteo Santelli, Caterina's uncle, has heard of her and Lucas' soon-to- be-wedding and is mad for being uninvited. Now the church doors are open. Only problem is, no one knows exactly if it's for a wedding or a funeral.

A sacrificial mate. An exiled predator. A bond forged in silver and secrets. Brooke Lawson is the "useless" daughter of the Lawson Pack—a silent survivor in a den of monsters. When her father strikes a desperate deal to save their borders, Brooke is the currency. She is forced into a sacred, irreversible mating bond with the man the world calls a failure: Logan Pierce. Stripped of his title and branded a rogue, Logan is a man of shadows and scars. He is the beast whispered about in ghost stories—cold, volatile, and dangerously powerful. To the Lawson family, he’s a disgrace. To Brooke, he’s a mystery she was never meant to solve. But the "loser" she was forced to marry is a lie. Behind the closed doors of their neutral-ground apartment, the submissive scout vanishes. In his place stands a man with the gaze of a king and the hunger of a wolf who has finally found his prize. Logan isn't just a rogue; he is the secret Sovereign of the lawless territories, and Brooke is the only weakness he’s ever allowed himself to have. As the Lawson Pack prepares to humiliate them at the Great Lunar Gala, they have no idea that the man they mocked owns the very ground they walk on. Brooke was sold to a monster, but she’s about to realize that the most dangerous thing about Logan Pierce isn't his claws—it’s the way he looks at her like she’s his entire world.

I spent five years as Dominic Santoro’s wife in name only. Five years hidden behind closed doors, buried under his sheets, erased from his world. When he finally agreed to take me back to Chicago—to stand beside him, to be seen—I thought I had won. I bought a new dress. Soft. Elegant. Worthy of a Don’s woman. The night before we left, he looked at me through the mirror and said calmly, “Take the makeup off. Change into pants.” I asked why. He adjusted his cufflinks like I was nothing more than background noise. “Juliana Lancaster is back. Tonight is our engagement.” Russian Bratva. Lancaster blood. A marriage alliance. Seeing my silence, he laughed—careless, cruel. “What’s with that look? Didn’t we agree on this when we married? Brotherhood. Loyalty. No love.” Then he turned, eyes sharp and mocking. “Victoria Miller… you didn’t actually fall in love with me, did you?” I stood there, frozen. Because inside the inner pocket of his tailored suit— was my pregnancy report. And the Don of Chicago had no idea the woman he was about to sacrifice was carrying his heir.

My mother fell critically ill and was rushed to the hospital. Desperate, I knelt before my fiancé—the department's chief surgeon—and begged him to take charge of her operation. But outside the ICU, he was carefully tending to a scraped knee. Lucy Wendell's scraped knee, to be exact. Just as I was drowning in hopelessness, Cameron Mitchell—the hospital director and my childhood friend—pushed open the operating room doors and handed me a marriage proposal. "Marry me, and I'll personally perform your mother's surgery." With trembling hands, I signed my name, clinging to the last shred of hope that she could be saved. But she never made it through that stormy night. Cameron handled all the funeral arrangements himself, and our wedding proceeded as scheduled. Seven years later, in the hushed silence of the hospital archives, I overheard Cameron speaking with the deputy director. "Cameron, why did you transfer your mother-in-law's organ to Lucy's mother during that surgery? Weren't you afraid of getting caught?" "I owed Lucy," he replied. "If I hadn't hesitated back then, Lucy never would've chosen medical aid work in Africa… and her mother wouldn't have fallen ill from the grief."

Just 8 years ago she had packed up the only life she knew and run away. Away from the clutches of her small town life. Now she is forced to go back to that pathetic place. She cursed under her breath as she got off at the railway station. She was back, the realization had finally hit her, her eyes moistened and her cheeks flushed. But she told herself that it was because of the cold wind. She won't cry, not now, or all she had done would be for nothing. She picked her bags, clutched their handles tightly and walked out of the railway station towards the parking spot. Mason was waiting for her there, the only person she still talks to from her hometown. He rushed upto her, took her bags, placed them in trunk and opened the car door for Cornelia. Once they both were settled and warm inside the car, he finally asked her, "How are u Cornelia?" This question sort of opened her tear doors, she started sobbing trying her best not to cry. ......................... A series of unfortunate events have pushed Cornelia Von back to her hometown. A place she willfully despises!! But there is an interesting new comer waiting for her in this town :)

Life is not always bright. Esmeray, a woman who has always believed that there is good in everything, realized that when misfortune struck her one after another. Despite trying to live a normal life, she felt as if the world closed its doors to her; as she fell into despair, the curse she was oblivious of which repressed her peculiarity was broken and she became aware that she possessed a supernatural ability. Her world turned upside down as she found herself living in Mysticuria, a hidden place on Earth where supernatural people reside. She thought that she already fits in despite the peculiarity of the community as she hoped to unfold her identity but it seemed that her special ability is a jinx that could paint its user black and could cause destruction to the world. How will she survive if there is an order to exterminate her? "I have always been a lover of sunshine, an admirer of the light of day, a daughter of the Sun. To see the beauty of the world and its people in the glimmer of daylight made me feel loved. But of course, the thoughts I once believed in came crashing down into a speck of dust. I was unduly blinded by the goodness of every day that I overlooked the cruelty of life; it was already late when I realized that the dark dawns to shade my beautiful world with pitch-black."

WARNING: This book contains explicit sexual content, intense BDSM, and steamy adult affairs. It is strictly for readers 18 years and older. If you are under 18, please stop here. Tempt Me, Master is not for the faint of heart. Step into a world where desire rules, control excites, and every touch burns hotter than the last. From the office to secret bedrooms, from strict dominants to willing submissives, these stories explore forbidden pleasures, raw lust, and intense erotic tension that will leave you breathless. In these sizzling tales, every heartbeat, every glance, and every whispered command drives women to the edge of pleasure. Lou is caught in the strict, commanding grip of her boss Dante, surrendering completely to his control in private sessions that are as painful as they are intoxicating. Jane signs a daring contract with her boss Eric, where obedience becomes her ultimate aphrodisiac. And in other stories, midnight temptations, secret encounters behind closed doors, and one night of unrestrained ownership ignite passions that can’t be tamed. Each story is a journey of craving and surrender — where lust dominates reason, and every desire is explored without shame. If you love erotic affairs, commanding lovers, and forbidden pleasures that leave the body trembling, **Tempt Me, Master** is your ultimate escape. Enter only if you’re ready to obey, crave, and succumb to the heat of desire.