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Vanessa Thorne has spent years bearing the weight of her father's alleged betrayal, condemned to serve as a slave within the very pack that once welcomed her family. Scorned and outcast, she endures each day as penance for sins that were never her own. But fate has other plans. When the moon goddess herself intervenes, Vanessa discovers she is bound not to one mate, but to three—Kade, the commanding Alpha, and his brothers Maddox and Rowan. This divine proclamation comes with a dire warning: a prophecy that forbids the rejection of fated mates, threatening catastrophic affliction upon anyone who dares defy the goddess's will. Now Vanessa finds herself caught between three powerful wolves who must accept the daughter of a traitor as their destined mate, while she must navigate the treacherous waters of a bond she never asked for with men who have every reason to despise what she represents. As old wounds fester and pack politics threaten to tear them apart, Vanessa and her three mates must decide whether they'll submit to destiny or risk the goddess's wrath. But in a world where loyalty is everything and her father's shadow looms large, the greatest question remains: can love truly bloom from the ashes of betrayal, or will the prophecy itself become the very affliction it warned against?

Han Nari, an empty soul. A broken soul, without sparkle, without desire. She leads a rather peaceful life beside a loving man… Until the day she crosses Jeon Sion, manipulative, dangerous, as cold as he is desirable, he constantly tests the limits of boredom and control. He awakens in her what she believed dead: fire, desire, pain. Two souls consumed by a forbidden love, in search of fire, passion, desire. Between a safe love and a forbidden desire, Han Nari will have to choose. From ashes sometimes are born loves — or ruins.

[ MATURE CONTENT ] "Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…" It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder. And still, she ached. For all of him. And he did too. She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate. Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina," And just like that, his mouth was gone. She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched. He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?" His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door." She stared, barely able to think. He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?" SYNOPSIS: At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. TikTok | @officialffmeb

He’s her stepbrother, her sin and her biggest mistake waiting to happen. Catherine Brown thought moving in with her mother’s new husband couldn’t be harder until she met the cold, arrogant and sinfully attractive Julian Vaughn, her stepbrother. He hates her, teases her and gets under her skin everyday. He’s everything she should stay away from, off-limits and untouchable. But when his anger turns into something darker and hungrier, when he looks at her like he wants to ruin her innocence, Catherine realizes danger has a new name. And no matter how hard she tries, she can’t stop wanting the one man she’s not supposed to have. When hate turns to desire, who’s really in control? EXCERPT✨ “You’ve never had sex before?” Julian asked, disbelief flickering in his eyes. Catherine hesitated, then nodded, staring at the floor instead of him. He bit his lower lip, trying to rein in the thoughts crowding his mind. Goodness, she was too innocent for her own good. “So all you did with your previous boyfriends were just kisses and smooches?” She immediately stood, her cheeks flushed. “There are no boyfriends,” she blurted. “I’ve never even been kissed. Please don’t laugh at me.” Laugh? Hell no. Julian wasn’t laughing. He was fighting the urge to pull her close. Knowing she’d never been touched only made his hunger worse. She didn’t realize he’d moved until his breath brushed her ear, his voice dropping low and dangerous. “Catherine, just say the word and I’ll show you what it means to be touched by a man.” Her heart stuttered in her chest and he could hear every beat.

The son of the Vice President has spent years chasing the only girl who's ever told him "no." She likes him-everyone can see it -but she keeps rejecting his attempts to make their relationship official, afraid of getting lost in his powerful world. He treats her with gentleness that no one expects from someone raised in politics. But when he hears a cruel rumor about her, he confronts her in anger and betrays her trust in a moment that shatters their fragile bond. Devastated, she cuts him off completely. Only afterward does he realize the damage he's done, and she's forced to face the truth she'd been avoiding: despite everything, she still loves him. Their story becomes a slow, painful climb toward accountability, healing, and the question of whether forgiveness can survive what they've both become.

Helena believed that starting university would be a simple, quiet new beginning. But everything changes the moment she crosses paths with Rafael — the silent boy surrounded by rumors no one dares to confirm. He avoids contact. Avoids people. Avoids even his own pain. And yet, every small gesture contradicts the reputation that follows him: the careful glances, the quiet acts of kindness, the way he seems to notice everything while pretending he doesn’t. When coincidences turn into encounters, and encounters turn into late-night conversations, Helena realizes there’s something behind his silence — something fragile, something heavy, something he’s trying too hard to hide. And as she tries to understand Rafael, she finds herself changing too… seeing his world, feeling the weight he carries alone, and discovering that sometimes the place we call home is found in someone else’s eyes. But the past doesn’t stay buried. And for them to get closer, both will have to face truths Helena was never prepared to hear — and Rafael was never ready to reveal. A story about healing, unspoken wounds, and the kind of love that grows slowly — in silence, in glances, and in the space one heart makes for another.

A woman who built an empire. A man who thinks he can steal it. A chemistry neither of them planned for.

Anastasia Morello had turned out to be a completely different person she couldn't even recognize herself anymore. She had built an empire. She had taken advantage of every opportunity that had come her way and giving her last name it helped her a lot. She was no longer the weak insecure woman she was when she met Vincenzo. She looked at him and wondered what he was thinking of at the moment. He considered her a rival and that was how she wanted it to be. She had tried to be his pay er but all he ever did was make her look like a fool. He had stomped on her and showed her the worst of disrespect and she was supposed to stay with him? She heard the elevator ding and knew that her lawyer had arrived. She wanted to finish this business once and for all. "Are you sure this is what you want ?", Vincenzo asked her. He was sure that was what she wanted him just hoping that he was wrong. He still wanted her. He couldn't believe how much of a fool he was. "The door to her office opened and she was a bit disappointed to see it can't be her lawyer. It was Dylan Harrington instead. "Hello ", he said as he went to where she was seated and kissed her on the cheek. "Hello ", she said as he sat down next to Vincenzo. "Isn't the lawyer still here?", Dylan asked her. "Not yet ", Anna said and immediately there was a knock on the door. "Come on in ", she said. The door opened and her lawyer came in. He smiled and chuckled once he saw the two men in the office. "I didn't know both your husbands were gonna be here ", he said chuckling. "I wanted to finalize both divorces on the same day being a busy woman ", Anna said as she sat upright. "Okay then let's get to it ", the lawyer said as he took a seat.

Alison Hayes is the talk of Darnville—for all the wrong reasons. Weird. Crazy. Haunted. That’s what everyone calls the girl who claims to see and hear spirits. Her stepmother despises her, her father blames her for her mother’s death, and Alison has learned to live as the town’s outcast. But things take a darker turn when she discovers her curse runs deeper than she ever imagined—she can also hear thoughts. And one voice, in particular, refuses to stay silent. Daven Cross. Rich, arrogant, and impossibly alluring, he’s the mysterious new student whose arrival coincides with a string of brutal deaths. Daven should be dead—but he’s not. His existence defies reason, his secrets are lethal, and his connection to Alison will upend everything she thought she knew about life, death, and the world in between. As forbidden feelings ignite and buried truths come to light, Alison must make an impossible choice: Save the boy she loves… or save her town from him.

Ji-Hyun, a 27 year old who gets to know that the love life she thought she was building was fake. Discover what happens when she meets Seon-woo

Dylan has everything—wealth, a name, and a future planned by his powerful CEO father. But as the only son, he feels like an heir to expectations, not a person with choices. Feeling trapped, he runs away and transfers to a public school to live life on his own terms. There, he meets Flynn—the only son of a commoner. Flynn is sharp-tongued, stubborn, and unlike anyone Dylan has ever met. At first, they clash, full of pride and misunderstandings. But when Dylan sees the hidden struggles Flynn carries, something in him changes. He starts to care—quietly, fiercely, and more deeply than he realized was possible. Flynn, who has never been cared for like this, doesn't know what to do with Dylan's attention—or the growing feeling in his own heart that he can no longer ignore. Between rivalry and tenderness, denial and desire, Dylan and Flynn navigate their complicated youth—where the most important truths are the hardest to say aloud, and the most unforgettable stories are the ones left unspoken. "Some feelings are too real to say out loud. Some stories are too true to tell." This is theirs—OFF THE RECORD. ---------------------------------------------------- PROLOGUE "Do you know Flynn?" Dylan asked. "Flynn?" Nicole echoed, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah... Flynn Amaro Luz." "Oh, the handsome guy from the Regular Department. Who doesn't know him? He's not just good-looking — he's smart, too. Most of the professors know him, and I heard some seniors from the Star Department even tried to recruit him, but he refused. Why do you ask?" "I think... I like him," Dylan said quietly. Nicole blinked. "So the rumors are true?" "Rumors? What rumors?" Dylan asked, frowning slightly. "Well... it's not exactly a rumor, but a lot of girls have been fantasizing you two together since Foundation Week. I just have to ask—are you gay, Dylan?" "I'm not," he replied after a pause. "I don't feel this way about any other guy... just him. And honestly, I'm confused too." "But... don't you have a girlfriend?" Nicole asked. "We're not together anymore," Dylan said simply. "So you broke up because of Flynn?" "No... not exactly. But... maybe it has something to do with him," Dylan admitted with a small shrug. "Have you told him how you feel?" "No. I don't think I can." "Because he's a guy?" Nicole asked softly. "It's not that," Dylan said, shaking his head. "I know he's a guy — but I'm confused by how he acts around me. I try to be caring, sometimes even clingy, and he always stops me. But if he really didn't feel anything, shouldn't he have pushed me away completely?" "Well... only you can find out," Nicole said after a pause. "I don't know him personally, so I can't judge." Dylan looked out the window, his expression uncertain but determined. "Actually... I'm planning to confess tonight. After his performance." Nicole laughed softly. "You're something else, Dylan. Who would've thought that a guy who looks so rebellious could be tamed... by another guy?"

SUMMARY:  To avoid the war that would destroy Blackhaven, Viktor Vorak and Diego Serrano signed a final pact: “This woman belongs to both of us. Anytime, anywhere, in front of anyone. No one can kill her, no one can monopolize her.” From then on, Evelyn officially became the common platform of the two most notorious bosses in the city. She was dragged into the middle of war meetings, forced to kneel under the table, taking turns enjoying the girls in their pants, while they discussed money and murder. Tied up in the middle of the casino, two huge girls took turns penetrating deep inside, in front of dozens of witnesses. Suspended between two supercars on the highway at midnight, warm drops of water filled both places, falling onto the road. The climax was still on the 10 meter long conference table, with more than 70 henchmen of the two bosses present, but she was still naked and that place was being monopolized by two giant hard objects.

After catching her fiancé in bed with her best friend at their engagement party, Lana Rivera's perfect life shatters in a single night. Humiliated and heartbroken, she feels the scene, desperate to disappear. But running from on betrayal thrusts her into something far more dangerous... Seeking refuge, Lana wanders into an exclusive loungs that feels less like a bar, and more like a secret society. Cigars and cologne linger in the air, Italian jazz hums in the background, and patrons watch everything with sharp, vigilant eyes. But when she witnesses a man executed in cold-blood, right into the middle of the club, she realises too late that she has stumbled into the world of Undeground crime... quite specifically... the Mafia. Before she can escape, Ezio Benedetti, the ruthless Don who owns the lounge, claims her. At first, she believes, she will be killed for what she's seen, but instead, Ezio decides to keep her, to parade her, and to make her part of a world she doesn't understand. When he brings her to his family's most elusive event, Lana learns the chilling truth; she is not a guest, she is the main prize at an auction. But Ezio isn't the only powerful man in the room... Among the bidders, stands Dante Valencia, the one they call the Mafia King, Don of the most feared family in the city, and Ezio's sworn enemy. When Dante sets his sights on Lana, Ezio refuses to let her go, refueling the war between the two empires. Now, Lana is caught between two Rival Kings of the Underworld, one who wants to possess her, and one who wants to save her. In a world built on loyalty, blood and power, her heart might be the most dangerous thing of all...

Maya doesn't know how long she's been dead for. She knows that the world she once lived in is gone, replaced by a sprawling maze of graffiti-laden streets in a concrete jungle. There's one thing that keeps her roaming this alien plane; a fighter boy, all knuckles and bruises and scrapes, clawing around deep in the underbelly of the criminal world. She burns to live again, and her keeper grants her this wish with one concise instruction: Do Not Remember.

She was once the cherished daughter of a respected professor, but now, she is nothing more than a shadow in the city-poor, struggling, and alone. Whispers follow her wherever she goes. Beauty like hers, they say, is a curse for a girl without power. They assume she'll do anything for money. But she is fire, untamed and unbroken. The university, once her father's legacy, is now under the control of a powerful man-a man who watches her with a cruel smile, waiting for the moment she will break. He holds the strings to her fate, dragging her into a silent war where wealth and control always win. Then, he returns. The boy who once played by her side, the boy who vanished the night of the tragedy, is back-no longer a friend, no longer the boy she knew. Now, he stands at the front of the lecture hall, wearing the title of Professor. His cold, unreadable eyes lock onto hers. His touch lingers like a ghost from the past. He helps her in the shadows, yet she feels his presence in every downfall she faces. Does he still hold the warmth of their past, or has he returned only to watch her drown? As secrets unravel and desires ignite, she must decide-fight against the power that seeks to destroy her, or surrender to the darkness lurking within the man she once called her own.

They were idols. They were brothers in music. They were never supposed to be more. Jungkook had promised himself nothing would distract him from his dream. Taehyung was supposed to be untouchable, too radiant, too close. But behind the blinding lights and endless cameras, something begins to bloom—something fragile, dangerous, and undeniable. As stolen touches and silent glances turn into nights of burning confessions, the world around them becomes a cage. Secrets pile up, and every step risks everything they have worked for. Love was never in the plan. But how do you kill a feeling that refuses to die? Under the brightest lights, the darkest secrets are born. And some hearts refuse to stay hidden.

This book is about a young man who lives a dark life of a playboy, he chases the feeling of pleasure and feeds his sexual appetite at the expense of every girl that loves him. Commitment and romance don't exist in his world but sex, girls and flings is all he spends his time on, he tries to put together every element to find himself through this story..

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but he broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

“That child is mine. And so are you,” he commanded, his viper-green eyes pinning her in place. Grace couldn’t believe that he—Carlos Benjamin, her new CEO and eight years her junior—was the father of her unborn baby. “You can go back to that deadbeat you call a husband, or you can come with me and have everything.” ===== For the last five years of her marriage, Grace Preston, 32, believed she was broken. She couldn’t have a child, and her deadbeat husband, Charles, never let her forget it, calling her useless while she worked tirelessly to fund his failed acting career. He didn’t just break her spirit; he shattered her trust by cheating on her with her own sister. Heartbroken, Grace fled to her office late one night, seeking solace at the bottom of a bottle. She wasn’t alone. A beautiful, blond-haired man was there, nursing his own wounds. He never told her his name, but he offered her a night of oblivion. Fueled by whiskey and a desperate need for revenge, she gave in to her darkest desires, pulling the willing stranger into her web. In her drunken haze, she thought, “If my husband can have his fun, then so can I.” She never worried about protection, convinced she was barren. Until a month later, when a positive pregnancy test trembled in her hands. Grace Preston, the ‘barren’ wife, was pregnant. In a single night, the stranger gave her what Charles couldn’t in five years. Now Carlos has made his claim, pulling her into a world of immense power and lethal secrets. Will Grace escape her toxic marriage only to be trapped in this captivating young billionaire’s golden cage? Or is trading one prison for another a mistake that will cost her more than just her heart?

Silver Preston was supposed to be America’s next figure skating sweetheart—until a brutal injury shattered her Olympic dreams and left her stranded at Yale, miles away from the ice that defined her. All she wants is to stay invisible, to escape the suffocating grip of her former coach-mother, and to outrun the whispers that she’s finished. But Yale hockey isn’t quiet, and neither is Eli Hayes—the team’s captain, campus golden boy, and infuriatingly unreadable. To Silver, he’s arrogant, cold, and everything she swore she’d avoid. To Eli, she’s reckless, stubborn, and a distraction he can’t afford. Their worlds were never meant to collide—except the rink has a way of pulling broken people back onto the ice. When gossip turns cruel and secrets from the past threaten to destroy her for good, Silver is forced to decide whether she’ll keep running or fight for the life—and the love—she thought she lost. And as Eli battles his own demons under the unforgiving glare of NHL scouts, their fragile connection becomes the one thing that could save them both…or break them completely. Full of sharp banter, late-night study sessions, stolen glances at the rink, and the electric push-pull of enemies who might be more, this is a story of ambition, redemption, and the thin line between pride and passion.