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For the whole 17 years of her existence, Alana did not know the word freedom and happiness having been confined in the basement of her family’s house accused of killing her own mother. She’s beaten, cursed at, and barely survived from crumbs of food thrown at her. She thought this is her final destiny and has accepted the bitter fate of her life not until the night of her 18th birthday, a mysterious alpha appeared at her door telling her that she is the long-lost daughter of the alpha king and claiming her as his mate he’s been looking for several years now.

J'ai signé un pacte avec le diable à 19h42… et j'ai appelé ça l'amour. Cinq ans plus tard, je me retrouve au milieu des ruines de ce choix : divorcée, trahie, et presque morte des mains de l'homme pour lequel j'ai combattu le monde entier. Mon mari veut me voir partir. Sa maîtresse est enceinte de lui. Et l'empire que mes parents ont bâti ? Volé sous mon nez. Mais je ne suis pas la femme brisée qu'ils croient. Car la nuit où ils ont tenté de me tuer… je n'ai pas appelé à l'aide. Je l'ai appelé, lui. Alistair Vance Sterling – mon ex-fiancé, mon ennemi, l'homme que j'ai abandonné… et le seul assez puissant pour réduire mon monde en cendres ou le reconstruire à partir de rien. Le voilà de retour. Dangereux. Calculateur. Il me dévisage comme si je lui appartenais déjà. Il dit vouloir m'aider à récupérer tout ce que j'ai perdu. Mon entreprise. Mon nom. Mon pouvoir. Tout ce que j'ai à faire… c'est l'épouser. Encore une fois. Mais rien n'est simple avec Alistair. Et plus je m'enfonce dans son jeu, plus je réalise… Ce n'est plus une simple vengeance. C'est une guerre. Et cette fois… je ne suis pas celle qui s'enfuit. Je suis celle qui riposte.

"Do you believe desire can be holy ,or is it always a sin" ? " Depends. Sometimes it saves you . Sometimes it ruins you." "And if you knew the ending was tragic , could you still want it" ? "Every time " Twenty different tales of obsession, betrayer,and temptation-where love is never simple or safe. From rejection mates and cursed vampire to priest breaking vows ,ex-wives hunting revenge ,and human traped between werewolves and mermaid-These stories test the limit of what we dare to want . Some lovers burn the word for each other. Some are destroyed by their own hunger . But all of them prove one truth; Desire always costs .

One crew night. One mistake. And suddenly, Raelynn Brooks is at the center of a scandal that’s trending worldwide. A mysterious billionaire, a viral rumor, and a life she barely recognizes, her world has flipped upside down overnight.Thrown into a game of power, secrets, and desire, she must navigate a ruthless man who controls everything…including her future. Every glance, every word, and every move could ruin her, yet something about him keeps pulling her in.Can Raelynn survive the fallout, untangle the lies, and resist the billionaire who dominates both her career and her heart? Or will the scandal and the man destroy her?

You don't have a specific word to describe what is love because in love you don't need a reason. You just have to love, trust, fight and move. With these you are giving that person a chance to love, hurt and worst forget you. In this story, we will have a chance to explore Waje Clark Eleazar and Paige Madrigal twisted story. Both characters fall inlove with each other in their live-hate game. Untill Wage met an accident that made their life change. Would you fight for love that is unable to remember you? Or would you let that person hurt you? Will you forgive and move on? Or will you accept the unfamiliar person?

His word is law and he says I'm his.Edward Collins is a ruthless billionaire,a gorgeous distraction in my life and the architect of my crazy fantasies. He charms and tempts...captures and claims her.Between resisting and surrendering,lies the thrill.He knows her boundaries, beautifully pushing her limits a little further everytime thereby creating a space for himself in her heart. It was just a relationship built on the ground of pretence.She didn't expect it to become a raging ball of fire and dark love eating her up with a flaming guilt. When it became too much for Diana to handle,she cried... ..be careful with my heart... ..to all four billionaires.

WHEN THE VILLAN GET'S THE GIRL. She hates him. She hates him with every fractured piece of her being. She hates him more than she hates herself. They have been enemies since childhood. Him being Damon. The Alpha’s son. The boy who tortured her without remorse. Who made sure she never forgot her place beneath the werewolves. Who dismantled her life brick by brick. Her being Mia. A lowly human girl. The adopted daughter of the disgraced Beta family, scorned by the entire pack for two unforgivable reasons: She is human. And her adoptive father, the former Beta, betrayed the Alpha. When Damon leaves the pack for two years and returns older, colder, and ready to ascend as Alpha, Mia begins to plan his death. She will assassinate him during his ascension ceremony. Simple. Clean. Revenge. But everything unravels the moment she stands before him, blade hidden, hatred sharpened, ready to end his life. The first word Damon says to her after two years is not a threat. Not an insult. Not a warning. It is a single word that fractures her world. “Mate.” Why is moon against her? What kind of cruel joke is this? She runs. She does not look back. But the new Alpha has other plans. He tracks her. Finds her. Claims her. And keeps her. Damon has no intention of letting her go. Enemies to lovers. Fated mates. Angst. Relentless obsession. A bond that burns hot, dangerous, and impossible to deny She runs, never looking back.

She couldn't love him. His heart didn't belong to her. It belonged to another woman; one that had loved him for years. And in her heart, the heart that he was slowly stealing with each sweet word and every act of kindness, she knew he loved that woman still. Maybe she would have hated him longer if he had been anything like his mother. The woman who forced her into this marriage by threatening her sister's future. But he wasn't. Samuel Madden was everything she dreamed of ending up with but settling for him might mean settling for half. Half of his heart, half of a family, half of a husband. He had everything planned. The ring, the house, the way he'd ask the woman he loved to marry him. But with one word from his mother, threatening to ruin her life, he found himself at the altar, saying void vows to a woman he met only a month ago. He was ready to settle and wait until he was free again, but Kali Hastings wasn't an easy woman to dislike. Sure, she had flaws, but they were nothing compared to her tender heart and perky personality. Now, he was falling for a woman who was daily conquering more and more of his heart. But at what cost? There was more connecting them than even she knew. A truth that had been buried in his family since he was born. Would she still want him when she found out the truth?

J'avais grandi à l'étranger, et ma mère, craignant que je me marie avec un étranger, avait directement choisi à Paris un fiancé à la fois beau et brillant pour moi, me demandant de revenir pour les fiançailles. Je suis allée dans une boutique de luxe pour choisir ma robe de fiançailles, et j'avais choisi une longue robe bustier couleur crème que j'étais sur le point d'essayer. La femme à côté de moi a jeté un coup d'œil à la robe que je tenais et a dit à la vendeuse : « Cette robe a un style assez original, fais-la venir pour que je l'essaie. » La vendeuse a immédiatement pris la robe de mes mains avec brutalité. J'ai protesté avec indignation : « Tout se fait selon l'ordre d'arrivée, j'ai choisi cette robe en premier, comment vous pouvez faire comme ça ? » Mais elle m'a regardée avec mépris et a dit : « Cette robe vaut cent mille euros, une pauvre comme toi peut se la permettre ? » « Je suis la sœur de cœur d'Alex Thomas, PDG du Groupe Thomas. À Paris, la famille des Thomas fait la loi ! » Quelle coïncidence, Alex n'était-il pas justement mon fiancé ? Je l'ai immédiatement appelé : « Ta sœur de cœur m'a volé ma robe de fiançailles, que proposes-tu de faire ? »

« Dis-moi d’arrêter. » Sa voix était basse, du genre à s’enrouler autour de sa colonne vertébrale et à rendre chaque souffle péché. « Tu ne le feras pas », murmura-t-elle. Il sourit — lent, cruel, dévastateur. « Tu as raison. » Il n’était jamais censé la toucher. Elle n’était jamais censée le désirer. Il y a trois ans, Maddox Steinfeld était devenu le tuteur d’Adeline Monroe — son salut, son filet de sécurité, sa cage. Il était la puissance incarnée : silencieux, discipliné, inébranlable. Le genre d’homme capable de tuer de ses mains et de l’envelopper dans ses bras pour l’endormir avec ces mêmes mains. Mais le désir ne demande pas la permission. Il s’insinue, lent et venimeux, jusqu’à ce qu’un moment volé transforme la protection en possession. À présent, chaque règle qu’ils avaient construite est brisée. Chaque regard, une promesse. Chaque toucher, une menace. Il est l’homme qui avait juré de la protéger. Mais dans le monde de Maddox, la sécurité est un mensonge — et l’amour, le piège le plus dangereux. Parce que lorsqu’il la prendra enfin, ce ne sera pas avec douceur. Ce sera total. Et une fois qu’il l’aura… il n’y aura plus d’échappatoire.