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I was seven moons pregnant when I dozed off after the Moon Blessing ceremony. I woke to a flat belly. My pup was gone. My mate smiled gently, saying I’d never been carrying. The Seers said I was there for a routine cleansing. Even my mother pleaded with me, blaming my desperation for a child for causing vivid hallucinations. But the kicks had been real. I’d seen the tiny, curled form in the scrying basin myself. Everyone united behind the same lie, until the moment I fell from a rooftop and died. I opened my eyes, back at the day of the Blessing. This time, I will not sleep. I will document everything: pictures, recordings, witnesses. I will find out who stole my pup.

On the most important night of her life, Bowen's pack is attacked by The Eclipse Pride, led by the ruthless Alpha Ronan, who claims her as his mate. Forced to become his Luna to protect her people, Bowen finds herself trapped with a man she can never love. Willing to do anything to escape him, Bowen goes to desperate measures for freedom. A spell gone wrong causes Bowen to team up with Alpha Ronan's brother, Beta Grant, who hates her as much as she hates him. Together, they must find their Alpha and save their packs all while dancing on that dangerous line between love and hate.

Maya has always lived in the shadows, hiding her dreams behind quiet brushstrokes and careful smiles. Love? That was a risk she never dared to take — especially not with Ethan, her best friend’s successful, enigmatic older brother. With his sharp suits and quiet strength, Ethan is everything she shouldn’t want… and the only man who has ever truly seen her. But when a charming rival starts pursuing Maya, her safe world begins to unravel. Suddenly, she’s forced into the spotlight, facing the whispers of a town that never really forgave her family — and the haunting secrets Ethan carries behind his guarded eyes. Torn between a love she craves and a past that still holds her hostage, Maya must find the courage to fight for her own happiness. A stolen glance. A hidden touch. A love so deep it could heal them… or break them forever. When her heart is finally on the line, will Maya risk everything for the one man she was never meant to love?

Ava Reyes has spent four years doing what she does best — keeping her feelings exactly where they cannot do any damage. She is twenty-nine, co-owner of a thriving bakery, and hopelessly in love with the one man she has absolutely no business wanting. Marcus Calloway is her best friend's older brother — steady, brilliant, and infuriatingly easy to be near. When he left for London six years ago, Ava buried her feelings and moved on. Or did a convincing enough impression of it. Then Marcus comes home. Permanently. And he is engaged. His fiancée, Isabelle Ferreira, is a sharp London solicitor who is warm, intelligent, and impossible to resent. She has done nothing wrong. She deserves everything she has. Which makes what Ava is beginning to want all the more dangerous. Because the more Ava finds herself near Marcus — at family dinners, in stolen conversations, in the small accidental moments that keep finding them together — the more she notices things she shouldn't. The way he watches her. The way the air shifts between them when no one else is paying attention. She is not a woman who chases unavailable men. She has a conscience, and it is loud. But she is also a woman who is tired of being careful. What begins as a private war with herself slowly becomes something more deliberate. Ava doesn't set out to destroy anything. She simply sets out to make Marcus Calloway finally see her. What she doesn't account for is how much it will cost — and how deeply she will fall before she understands the difference between wanting someone and deserving them. Some fires don't care how carefully you've been living.

Who owns my heart? Jason or Ryder? Rich boy or bad boyEmily Collins is a years old girl who came back to her native country Florida for her studies in Edgewood High. She didn't know that this is her life-changing decision. She met a bad boy next door. Girls fall head over heels for Ryder. He's so good in skipping classes and getting himself into trouble without giving damn care about it. On the other side, there's another boy in Edgewood high who's equal to Ryder's range. Jason's son of a famous actress Emma Byrne. He's rich and a smoking hot model in his years. He always gets whatever he wants.Emily's life turned upside down when both boys entered her life at the same time. This was how it supposed to happen. She's no longer an ordinary girl with a normal life anymore.

**This book is the second book in the Billionaire series. It can be read as a standalone novel, but it is highly suggested that you read The Billionaire’s First Glance prior to this novel.** I, Zander Cavanaugh, the all-American football quarterback, have done something that could get me killed. I fell in love with the brilliant, curvy mafia princess Isabella Aventini at first sight. Everything about Isabella called to me: her captivating blue eyes, her soft caramel skin, every dip and curve of her voluptuous body was just the start. Isabella was smart, kind, and funny. The kind of girl you can’t help but fall in love with. I know she felt the same way as I did. We were drawn together like magnets, but that’s not how the mafia works. Isabella is a commodity to be sold or brokered for the sake of alliances and has been promised to the ruthless and cutthroat DeMarco family since birth — a fate she neither wants nor needs. Isabella’s father, Mafia Don Salvatore Aventini, has managed to keep us apart by sending Isabella away to finish high school. However, when fates aligned, Isabella not only ended up attending the same university as me, but she’s also my college-assigned tutor. I know there is no chance for us, and still I fell in love with her, knowing it could mean my death.

💋 PURITY: "Purity," he says again, voice strained. "Go to your room." I lean closer, my lips almost brushing his long lashes. "Make me." His eyes darken. For one second, I think he might fall on his knees. Worship this cunt. Instead— "Get dressed," he says, the authority returning to his voice. Well, that's disappointing. But Citali didn't birth a quitter. "No." His brows draw tight. "What?" "No." I prop myself closer, brushing my sensitive little crowns against his face. "Ow-ff-k." "What are you doing!?" he thunders, making no move to pull away from the swell of my breasts. I push back, falling flat on my feet. "Seducing My Husband's Brother." •♥• •♥• •♥• ✍🏾 NARRATOR: Purity De la Cruz thought she had escaped heartbreak when she married Ryat Reigns—the dangerous, ruthless heir to a Mafia empire. But her perfect life is nothing but a gilded cage. Her husband cheats, her dreams are shattered, and her heart? It never truly belonged to him. Because before Ryat, there was Ryan. His older brother. The man who taught her what love felt like, before he disappeared without a word and left her to bleed. Now Ryan Reigns is back. Not just as the Don of the most feared crime syndicate, but as the one man she can't stop wanting, the one man who was always forbidden. And this time, she's not the naive girl he left behind. She's colder. Sharper. Ready to burn it all down for revenge... and for him. But their desire is a dangerous game. Each kiss is betrayal. Each touch is a war. And when the truth explodes, blood won't be the only thing on the line.

I loved and followed him around like a puppy for eight years until finally he noticed me. Hearing him ask me to be his wife was a dream come true. A fairytale. Or so I thought. Three years of marriage meant nothing to Nash. After trying everything I could to make him love me, I realized she never left his heart and was merely with me because I was a Callahan and that came with power. Because one night, he returned home with his first love and their son. My world shattered in silence, every dream I held onto crashing and burning to ashes. Sidelined and forced to watch him shower her with love and tenderness, I had no choice but to divorce him. I was going to leave and start my life afresh but then my husband and his mistress took from me what I'd never forgive them for. With a broken heart, I rose in anger and was ready to punish them both and make them pay for the pain they caused me.

Just before my wedding, I did the unthinkable—I switched places with Raine Miller, my fiancé's childhood sweetheart. It had been an accident, but I uncovered the painful truth—Bruno Russell, the man I loved, had already built a happy home with Raine. I never knew before, but now I do. For five long years in our relationship, Bruno had never so much as touched me. I once thought it was because he was worried about my weak heart, but I couldn't be more mistaken. He simply wanted to keep himself pure for Raine, to belong only to her. Our marriage wasn't for love. Bruno wanted me so he could control my father's company. Fine! If he craved my wealth so much, I would give it all to him. I sold every last one of my shares, and then vanished without a word. Leaving him, forever.

I was getting married—but I didn't tell my parents. It was my fifth wedding. The last four? Total disasters, thanks to them. Every time, they claimed something was "wrong" with the wedding car and somehow scared the guy off. First was my college boyfriend. We were solid—four years strong. My parents pushed for marriage... then ditched the idea on the big day because his car wasn't "fancy" enough. Second groom? My boss. He pulled up in a shiny new car they actually approved—until they didn't. Yanked me right out. Third time, they set me up with someone themselves. The guy brought ten cars to play it safe. Didn't matter. They shut it down before I even stepped outside. Fourth time? Same story. I kept wondering—what was so cursed about these cars? Why push me to get married, only to destroy it every single time? This year, I was trying again. Wedding number five. This time, I was pregnant—with the son of the country's richest man. I didn't tell my parents. Thought I'd finally outsmarted them. But just as I was about to get in the car... I saw them sprinting toward me.