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CHASING SHODOWS,FINDING LIGHT

Blurb: "Sign them. You're finally free to be with her." For seven years, Maya Chen has lived as Adrian Blackwell's shadow wife—married because of a pregnancy scare that turned out false, staying because she foolishly hoped he'd see her worth. Every day, she watches him pine for someone else: her perfect older sister, Lily. When Lily returns from abroad with success and sophistication, Maya knows the fantasy is over. She packs her designer clothes, contacts the best divorce attorney in the city, and delivers papers to Adrian's office with one message: she's done being second choice. But Adrian's reaction shocks everyone. The cold, distant husband suddenly refuses to sign. The man who barely touched her now appears everywhere she goes. And the sister Maya idolized? She's hiding secrets that could shatter everything. As Maya rebuilds herself and attracts the attention of Adrian's charismatic rival, truths emerge that flip the entire story: Adrian was never in love with Lily—he was terrified of his overwhelming feelings for Maya from their very first night together. He built walls not from pining for another woman, but from fear of the depth of his own desire. The shocking revelation: Lily never dated Adrian in college. She fabricated their entire "epic love story," planting photos, manufacturing coincidental encounters, feeding Maya poisonous lies for seven years—all because she couldn't stand that Maya won the man Lily had obsessively wanted. Every cold dinner, every lonely night, every moment Maya believed she was competing with a ghost was orchestrated manipulation. But here's the real twist: Adrian has been secretly supporting Maya's abandoned art career for years, purchasing paintings in her style under pseudonyms, maintaining a private gallery of works that reminded him of her talent. The "business trips" Maya resented? Many were to art exhibitions, desperately trying to stay connected to the woman he'd pushed away. And Marcus Reid, the divorce attorney offering Maya a fresh start? He's not just Adrian's business rival—he's Lily's secret collaborator, hired to ensure the divorce goes through so Lily can finally claim Adrian. When all the lies explode at Maya's first art exhibition, she's left standing between two men and one question: Can you forgive someone who hurt you even if they were fighting their own demons? Or is choosing yourself the only real happy ending? One thing becomes clear—Maya spent seven years trying to win a man's love when she should have been reclaiming her own life. Now that she's finally found herself, everyone wants her back. But does she even want them? ---
agnesmagani · 1k Views

The Mafia Lord Secret Possession.

A forbidden obsession that grows out of control Valerius is 34. Nara is 18. ........... When eighteen-year-old Nara Redwell is kidnapped by the ruthless boss of Draven Syndicate, the criminal world holds its breath. She is the only daughter of Redwell, a man feared for his wealth, power, and violent history. But instead of being executed like the others taken before her, Nara is placed under the personal authority of Valerius Draven, the cold and devastatingly disciplined leader of the rival empire. Valerius does not want ransom. He wants leverage. And Nara becomes the pressure point that forces her father into the light. But the more time she spends inside Valerius’ world, the more she learns a truth she was never supposed to see: her father is not the hero she grew up worshipping. His past with the Dravens is darker than she ever imagined, and the war she thought she understood is built on betrayal, blood, and secrets buried under decades of silence. While the syndicates prepare for conflict, Redwell spirals. His fear for Nara blinds him, driving him to make the most catastrophic choice of his life, where he offers his wife as a replacement hostage, willing to trade anyone to get Nara back. His desperation marks the beginning of a violent collapse no one can stop. And in the middle of this unraveling chaos stands Valerius, the man who was supposed to use Nara as a weapon… but instead becomes the only shield she has left. As loyalties fracture, enemies rise, and hidden truths emerge, Nara must decide who the real monster is. The man who stole her freedom, or the father who built her world out of lies. Her choice may destroy one empire… And ignite another. Nara has spent her whole life trying to survive men like her father. Men who believe a woman’s worth is measured by her obedience and her beauty. Valerius Draven. The quiet monster. The only man who never raises his voice but makes entire empires kneel. And now… he is her jailer. Held in an isolated Florida estate that feels more like a velvet cage than a home, Nara is determined to destroy the one thing men want from her, her beauty. If she can make herself undesirable, she can make herself untouchable. But Valerius stops her. He insists she is safe with him. He insists he will not hurt her. He insists she is merely leverage in a war she never asked to be part of. Yet nothing about Valerius feels simple, or safe. The more she pushes, the calmer he becomes. The more she resists, the more he studies her. And beneath all his coldness is a tension she doesn’t understand… and can’t escape. Because Valerius didn’t take her for ransom. He took her for a reason neither of them is ready to admit. Nara knows one truth: Monsters don’t cage what they don’t crave. And Valerius? He never cages anything he plans to let go.
Lizbella · 1.7k Views

CHASING THE UNWANTED MATE

Seventeen years of being invisible taught Raven Ashford one truth: she didn't belong in the Moonridge Pack. Her parents barely looked at her. Her golden sister, Celeste, treated her like hired help. The pack members whispered "wolfless" and "defective" whenever she passed. Even him—Kade Thornwell, future Alpha and her sister's perfect fiancé—made her childhood a living hell with his cruel games and cutting words. Raven's plan was simple: survive until eighteen, leave, and never look back. Then her wolf finally awakened on her eighteenth birthday. Late, yes, but powerful beyond measure. And the mate bond? It snapped straight to the one person she despised most—Kade Thornwell, the beautiful bastard who spent years making sure she knew she was worthless. She rejected him on the spot. No hesitation. No second chances. But Kade can't accept it. His wolf is going insane. The bond is a constant ache. Suddenly, he sees everything he was too blind and cruel to notice before—her quiet strength, her hidden beauty, the way she held herself together despite years of abuse. The girl he tormented is his perfect match, and he destroyed any chance he had. Now he'll do anything to win her back. Break his engagement. Defy his father. Burn down the pack hierarchy. He'll grovel, beg, and chase her to the ends of the earth. Too bad Raven Ashford isn't the broken girl he remembers. She's learned to bite back. And she has a new Alpha watching her with interested eyes—one who never needed a bond to see her worth.
isahziya · 1.9k Views

On The Alpha's Bed

He groaned into my ear, and I knew he was relishing the feeling of me cumming on his cock. He slowed his thrusts now, guiding me through my orgasm. It flowed through me from head to toe, hot and tumultuous, and my fingernails dug into Heather's back. I was drenched in sweat. Our abdomens slid over one another, finally coming to a halt. “Turn around.” Heather's voice was gravelly, thick with pleasure. His teeth looked sharp, his golden eyes blazing, and I knew that the wolf was surging through him, just beneath his surface. He pulled out of me, and I took my legs from around his waist. Heather grabbed my hips and flipped me over, onto my belly. The ease with which he handled my curvaceous figure always astounded me – his strength seemed limitless. He lifted me onto my hands and knees, gripping my hip with one hand and my shoulder with the other, pulling me to He entered me again, and I gasped as his cock filled me once more. With this new angle of penetration, he began to hit new, deeper places inside me, which came bursting to life with each thrust. I arched my back, and Heather's hand left my shoulder to grip my hair. He pulled my head back, which arched my back even further, and he sank somehow deeper. His cock rubbed my g-spot repeatedly, inciting flash after blinding flash of pleasure between my legs, and I knew that I wouldn't last long. Heather began to quicken his pace. His breath came fast, peppered with low groans of pleasure, as his pelvis slapped into my ass time after time. He curled his body over mine, and his hand left my hair and slid around my abdomen. His hand found the top of my pussy and rubbed at my clit. I cried out as fireworks burst inside my cunt, making my legs tremble. I was panting with each thrust, my eyes squeezing shut at the overwhelming sensation of both his cock inside me, and his hand simultaneously rubbing my clitoris. Hot, exquisite waves of pleasure lapped at my pussy and rose inside me, until I was gasping for breath, drowning ... Heather groaned and his cock pulsed inside me. A hot rush of cum burst in my pussy. We came together, rolling and undulating with the waves that crashed through us, shuddering and gasping, our slick, sweat-covered bodies sliding against one another. I whimpered and my hands collapsed beneath me, leaving my upper body lying flat on the mat, and my ass in the air. Heather buried his cock deep, one last time, and my pussy pulsed on him, squeezing out the final drops of his seed. We both collapsed onto the mat completely then, Heather on top, still inside me from behind. We lay gasping together, until our breaths slowed and the sweat cooled on our bodies. I floated on a river of bliss. “Now that's focus,” I said softly, and Heather's chest shuddered on my back as he laughed. “I'll teach you some more self-defense tomorrow,” he said. “You're doing well – I just have to keep my damn hands off you.” His arms snaked around my body and he clutched my breasts. “Which isn't easy.” He slid out of me, and we repositioned packed on the carpet until we both lay on our , with his muscular arm cushioning my head. I felt sleepy, drunk with relaxation. “Thanks for teaching me to defend myself,” I said softly in his ear. “It's been my pleasure,” Heather laughed. And then his face grew serious. “I just hope you never have to. Because that would mean that I'm dead.” He looked into my eyes, and traced a finger slowly over the naked curve of my waist. The way Heather touched me, the way he looked at me in that moment, made me feel beautiful and delicate. Precious. “I would die to protect you,” he said. Goosebumps raised over my entire body. I wasn't sure whether it was because of his finger trailing over my naked skin, or because of his words. At that moment, I felt more safe than I ever had in my life.
Nkechi_Ncho · 956 Views