Will Solace Angst

Rain's life is shattered when the ruthless Devil Alpha, Kane, slaughters her family and pack. Captured and imprisoned, Rain's only solace is her burning desire for revenge. She'll stop at nothing to claim it, even if it means surrendering to the devil himself.

Aiko hasn't been to famous places. But she was drawn into the unknown one. Her desire is to escape the decaying darkness. Only she is bound to be devoured by her own flames. Her only solace is that she isn't alone. The new guy in school crossed beyond the lights with her.

Married for power. Divorced for betrayal. On the night of her wedding, Elena Hart is accused of corporate espionage and publicly humiliated by her husband—ruthless billionaire CEO Lucian Moretti. Branded a traitor, stripped of her title, and cast out of his empire, she disappears without revealing one life-altering secret: she is carrying his child. Five years later, Elena returns as a powerful CEO in her own right, leading a rising tech corporation that threatens Lucian’s dominance. She is no longer the obedient wife who begged to be believed. She is cold, strategic, and ready for revenge. Lucian built his empire on control and evidence. He does not forgive betrayal. But when he discovers the existence of a secret child—and uncovers signs of deception within his own inner circle—the lines between enemies and lovers begin to blur. As corporate war erupts and buried truths surface, this dark billionaire romance unfolds into a high-stakes second chance story filled with obsession, power struggles, emotional angst, and a long, satisfying groveling arc. In a world of wealth, dominance, and ruthless ambition, can love survive pride? Or will the devil she betrayed destroy her twice?

On the night of the company’s event, under the influence, a chance encounter entwines the lives of Javeira Solace, an ordinary employee, and Leviticus Foster, the company’s CEO. A moment that should’ve faded into the back of their memories instead became a connection that binds them together. Now, would this connection be the start of something real… or the beginning of heartbreak.

Je benen trillen, schatje, en je ademhaling is zwaar. Zie ik daar angst of is het de brandende lust die je voor me voelt?” Hij drukte zich dichter tegen me aan, mijn lichaam zakte in de muur en hij sloeg een van mijn benen om zijn torso… Hij kwam niet op zoek naar problemen. Problemen kwamen naar hém toe. In deze zinderende, erotische verhalenbundel onthullen vijf getrouwde vrouwen wat er zich werkelijk achter gesloten deuren afspeelde nadat Daniel, de nieuwe man, in de stad was komen wonen. Van voyeuristische ontdekkingen tot schaamteloze verleiding, van langzaam opbloeiend verlangen tot roekeloze overgave, elk verhaal trekt het gordijn open voor een verlangen dat weigert stil te blijven. Rauw. Competitief. Bedwelmend. Want soms is het gevaarlijkste gevoel dat een vrouw kan hebben… gewild zijn. Waarschuwing: Dit boek staat vol spannende erotische korte verhalen. Het bevat volwassen inhoud en is alleen geschikt voor lezers van 18 jaar en ouder. Deze zwoele verhalenbundel zit vol cliffhangers en verboden romantiek. Lees, geniet en vertel me wat je favoriete deel was.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Chantelle, a reckless billionaire heiress scarred by her past, seeks to control men around her, and Jace, her self-righteous bodyguard scarred by war and manipulation, finds it difficult to work with her. Could these two blur the lines of duty and passion between them and find solace in each other?

Taking his place on the throne, the King crowned his golden girl his queen. I, on the other hand, was granted two choices—retire from court with a hefty fortune or be his kept mistress in the dark. Choosing neither, I hung myself on the clothesline right outside the laundress quarters. I had been sent back twenty years in time, tasked by the System to conquer four targets. I’d just blown the last target and my final chance to complete the quest. The System notified me that following the death of my flesh, my consciousness would return to the modern world, back to the arms of my family. Just as I closed my eyes, the desperate cries of my name caught my attention.

A young werewolf has been cast away by his peers because of his uniqueness. Kinsley has been unable to mindlink anybody within his pack, the Silver Pack. With this disability, he only hoped that one day, his own mate will accept him for how he was. While waiting for that fateful day, will Kinsley find solace in the eerie sound of silence?

What happens when you accidentally send a text to your best friend's dad that was not meant to be for his eyes? Elona, who is eighteen, is on the cusp of a new chapter- her final year of high school. A dream she has her sights on becoming a model. But beneath her confident exterior lies a secret crush on someone unexpected- Mr. Crane, her best friend's father. Three years ago, after the tragic loss of his wife, Mr. Crane, a painfully handsome man, stands as a hardworking billionaire, a symbol of both success and unspoken pain. His world intersects with Elona's through her best friend, their shared street, and his friendship with her dad. One fateful day, a slip of a thumb changes everything. Elona accidentally sends Mr. Crane a series of revealing photos intended for her best friend. As he sits at the boardroom table, he receives the unexpected images. His gaze lingers on the screen, he has a choice to make. Will he confront the accidental message, risking a fragile friendship and potentially igniting emotions neither anticipated? Or will he grapple with his own desires in silence, seeking a way to navigate this uncharted territory without disrupting the lives around him? This age-gap, forbidden, slow burn, suspenseful romance is filled with angst and tension.

Weil ich seit meiner Kindheit viel Milch getrunken hatte, war mein Körper reifer als der jeder Gleichaltrigen. Als ich achtzehn wurde, bat mein überfürsorglicher Bruder seinen besten Freund, auf mich aufzupassen – aus Angst, ein Mann könnte mich ausnutzen. Doch schon bei unserer ersten Begegnung starrte dieser Mann mir auf die Oberweite, ohne den Blick abzuwenden, und trieb sein Spiel mit mir – wieder und wieder. Von da an war er tagsüber mein Vorgesetzter und nachts war ich seine persönliche Assistentin. Vier volle Jahre im Verborgenen – er hatte mich genau zu der Frau gemacht, die er am liebsten wollte. Nach vier Jahren kehrte seine Ex-Verlobte aus dem Ausland zurück, und er sprang aus dem Bett, um sie vom Flughafen abzuholen. Ich schluckte meine Demütigung hinunter und fuhr ihm nach. Noch eine Stunde zuvor hatte seine Hand voller Bissspuren meinen Mund bedeckt. Doch jetzt strich er direkt vor meinen Augen zärtlich einer anderen Frau durchs Haar: „Lotte, vor vier Jahren hast du dich in mein Bett geschlichen, als ich betrunken war.“ „Dein Theater jetzt ist wirklich lächerlich.“