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“You like being fucked by your bodyguard, Mr. CEO?” Nolan growled, thrusting deeper making Milo moan louder, rolling his eyes. “Stop running that smart mouth and take this.” He thrust harder. Milo Eves had always hated the idea of having a bodyguard. He is rich, and full of attitude. The youngest CEO in the industry, who knows how to secure a deal easily with his sharp mouth and how to get under people’s skin with that perfect smirk and sharp tongue. But when a threat puts a target on his back, the board forces him to hire a bodyguard. Nolan Ashford—cold, quiet, Assassin who takes the role of being a bodyguard for a spoilt brat, Milo. Milo hates him at first sight. Until he gets pinned against a wall and realizes how good hate can feel when it’s deep, rough, and hard enough to make him beg. It’s supposed to be just once. But Nolan keeps coming back. And Milo? He keeps letting him. Until the night they forget the condom…. And Milo starts feeling strange, A test is carried out and it comes out positive. The CEO is pregnant!!

Paige Aviva thought she had it all love, stability, and a marriage others admired. But everything falls apart on her fifth wedding anniversary when anonymous photos reveal her husband, Ethan, in an intimate act with her best friend. Her heartbreak deepens when she discovers her younger sister is pregnant with his second child only weeks after Ethan coerced her into aborting theirs. Crushed by betrayal and grief, Paige tries to end her life. But a mysterious, powerful stranger named Raymond stops her at the cliff’s edge, offering her an unusual bargain: he’ll give her the power to make everyone who hurt her suffer if she agrees to his terms. Paige signs a contract, unknowingly stepping into a world of werewolves, mate bonds, ancient curses, and dangerous secrets. As she becomes entangled with Raymond and later discovers he has a vengeful twin, Ryan, Paige learns she is no ordinary woman. She’s a cursed wolf with rare powers, a prize everyone wants to control or destroy. Torn between love, revenge, and survival, Paige must choose who to trust, embrace her true nature, and fight for her life and the life of the child she never expected to carry.

Damian Cross had everything — a thriving company, a respected name, and a carefully built image of control. But one reckless night shattered it all. He only wanted to escape the loneliness that came with success... until he met her. She was supposed to be a stranger he’d forget by morning. Instead, she became the hatchet he couldn’t bury. Years later, fate brings her back. Damian tries to walk away, but every step pulls him closer to that night. Against logic, against reason, against the odds — he does the one thing he swore he wouldn’t. Just when everything feels perfect, a single truth cuts deeper than a blade. She disappears without a word, leaving him broken all over again. Damian swears he’s done, but destiny isn’t done with them. When he finds her again, haunted by the past, he faces one question: What if the only way to save her… is to lose himself?

When struggling single mother Liora Sable is cornered by mafia enforcers outside her diner shift, the last person she expects to save her is Varian Kole — the ex-lover she left years ago without explanation. Now the city’s most feared crime boss, Varian insists on bringing her into his guarded penthouse “for protection,” but protection comes with a price: he demands she become his mistress. Liora agrees only to survive, hiding the existence of her six-year-old daughter, Wren. But when Wren’s worsening heart condition forces Liora to risk exposure, Varian discovers the truth — and his daughter’s life becomes the center of a violent turf war. As kidnappings, betrayals, and rival syndicates close in, Liora is forced to navigate Varian’s dangerous world, transforming from captive to strategic partner. Together, they dismantle old enemies and face new ones, ultimately remaking Varian’s empire into something that can protect their family. But in their world, peace is fragile — and every choice could be the one that shatters it.

On the day before the competition, someone knocked me out when I was on the street before locking me up in a cage. For three days and three nights, I was chased around by a ferocious dog that kept biting and attacking me. Because of that, my wounds began leaking pus due to infection. Later on, five rich ladies had me locked up in a room. After chaining me up like a dog, they began tormenting me out of fun. When I finally got rescued, I had suffered from countless fractures. Even my internal organs went out of place from the beatings. My older sister, Claire Bowman, whom I'd been relying on since young, had me sent to the hospital immediately. There, I received a rabies vaccine. Meanwhile, my fiancee, Heather Vega, killed the mutt right in front of me in order to help me exact vengeance. She also stripped those ladies down and put them through a humiliating parade in public. After that, she kicked them off to the slums, where they became playthings for the beggars. But as I was lying on the hospital bed, I accidentally overheard Claire and Heather's conversation. "Do you think Christopher will resent us if he ever finds out that we're the ones who've set the dog and the ladies on him just so we can make Samuel the winner of the competition in order to repay him for his benevolence?" Heather's tone was unusually icy. "Christopher's just a replacement for Samuel. This is his fault for not knowing his place and insisting on fighting over the top spot with Samuel! I'm just teaching him a lesson! "Soon, I'll marry him in order to make it up to him. Then, I'll take care of him for the rest of his life. This is already enough." I did my best to hold my tears back while feeling my heart throb in pain. It turned out that the most important women in my life were also the ones who had ruined my lifelong dream. Since they didn't care about me at all, I chose to abandon them as well.

In the ruthless underworld of New York’s Italian mafia, peace comes at a deadly price. When Luca Rossi, the cold-blooded heir to the Rossi empire, executes the Vitale family’s prized soldier, war erupts between the two most powerful crime families. To prevent total annihilation, a marriage alliance is forged but the Vitale don offers something no one expected: his defiant, openly gay younger brother, Alessio. Luca has spent his life burying his desires beneath layers of violence and duty. Marrying a man is unthinkable in their traditional world yet refusing means rivers of blood. Alessio, beautiful and unbreakable, is delivered to Luca like a sacrifice… or a weapon. What begins as a contract of convenience explodes into obsession. Stolen touches in penthouse shadows. Whispered praise that shatters Alessio’s walls. A possessive love neither man saw coming. But in a world built on betrayal, someone is plotting to tear the fragile truce apart and kill the newlyweds before they can claim real power. Two men bound by vengeance. One love forged in fire. Only one question remains: will they rule together… or die trying?

On the day that was supposed to be my wedding—the bride wasn’t me. The ceremony I’d waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Luca’s — the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar. “I’m sorry, Bianca,” she said softly. “But you are no longer the bride today.” Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child.” Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent. As if afraid I wouldn’t believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light. A black-and-white ultrasound image. It read clearly: Gestational age — 12 weeks. My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anything—a denial, an explanation, regret. Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned. “Bianca, I’m sorry.” he said helplessly. “Valentina doesn’t have much time left. This wedding… it was her last wish.” “I’ll make it up to you,” he added. “We can have another wedding later.” My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression he’d worn my entire life. I have never seen him smile at me, not even once. “Bianca,” he said sharply, “Your sister is dying. Let her have this.” My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer. All my life, they had chosen her—her tears, her whims, her needs—over mine. Today was no different. Something inside me quietly cracked. Fine. If no one in this family cares about me, I’ll leave.

~"I've been dreaming about making love to you since the first day I saw you, Kim." Zachary whispered tentatively into my ears~ Kimberly Gilbert never imagined her first real job after college would land her inside Maxwell Telecommunications Enterprise, the gleaming empire ruled by billionaire CEO Zachary Maxwell. Fresh out of university and clutching a résumé still warm from the printer, she stepped into his world on a crisp Monday morning, expecting nothing more than an entry-level desk. But the moment their eyes met in his high sunlit roof office, everything changed. One look. One spark that neither could deny. What began as instant, breathtaking attraction quickly blossomed into something deeper as they stole moments between board meetings and late night texting sessions. Their love grew quietly, fiercely, until the shadows closed in. Jealousy gave rise to enemies, hungry to destroy Zachary and everything he’d built, saw Kimberly as the perfect weapon. They would stop at nothing to tear the two apart. This is the story of how two hearts collided at first sight… and fought like hell to stay together.

I couldn't help but feel a flutter in my chest as the three of them surrounded me, their eyes burning with an intense fire. 'You're ours, Soraya,' one of them growled, his voice low and husky. 'And we're going to claim you, no matter what it takes.' I tried to resist, but my body betrayed me. My heart raced, my pulse pounding in my veins. One of them grasped my waist, pulling me close. His lips crashed down on mine, a fierce and possessive kiss that left me breathless. Another took over, his kiss soft and gentle, but no less intense. Another had his lips trailing down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. And finally, there was the last, his kiss fierce and passionate, leaving me gasping for air. I hated them, I loved them, I wanted them. The conflicting emotions swirled inside me like a storm. I knew this wouldn't last as I could only be with one of them eventually but in that moment, all I could do was surrender to the forbidden passion that consumed us all. Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Soraya is reduced to an omega and forced to navigate a danger filled werewolf pack. But when she starts school at the werewolf academy, she's determined to clear her name and regain her strength. As she delves deeper into the truth, she finds herself torn between the triplet heirs- three powerful and seductive werewolves who are determined to claim her as their own. But can she trust them, or will they destroy her like they destroyed her past? When she has to make a choice, who will she chose?

I was ten when my Omega mother mated the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. My stepbrother, Draven, never let me forget how I’d diluted their pure blood. With his silent blessing, the entire pack became a weapon to carry out his hate. During a full moon hunt, he gave the nod. That's all it took. His followers "accidentally" pushed me in front of a raging stag. I felt its antlers rip my shoulder open. He looked down at me, his golden eyes dripping with scorn. “Don’t think you’re one of us just because your mother latched onto my father. Weaklings get culled. And I’ll be the one to kick you off my land.” At his command, they'd ruin my offerings to the Moon Goddess. They shredded my coming-of-age gown with silver blades. Through it all, my mother would only look at me with shame. My stepfather, the great Alpha, just saw me as a troublesome brat. I made myself small, desperate for a scrap of kindness. But it only made me the pack outcast. Hated and completely alone. Until Draven’s best friend, Liam—the Alpha heir to the Rage River Pack—showed interest in me at the werewolf academy. For the first time ever, Draven left me alone. I thought Liam was my only light in the darkness. On my birthday, I gave myself to him completely. The next day, I overheard him talking to Draven. Draven’s voice was low, laced with venom. “Did you get the video? Of the half-blood losing control mid-fuck?” Liam chuckled. “Of course. Gotta admit, she feels amazing. So soft… a real temptation. Almost got me hooked. But just in bed. The thought of her dirty blood…If it wasn’t to help you get even, I would’ve never touched a weak-blooded Omega like her.” I clamped a hand over my mouth, tears streaming down my face. My only hope was a lie. But they didn't know. I’d already applied to the Valeriana Werewolf Institute. And I wasn’t coming back.