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After so many years of matchmaking, Tian Shi, the angel of love, still failed to find a love match for Hui Long. Frustrated, the young angel resorted to drinking away his sorrows. “I curse you! You… you loveless human!!! Arghhh!!!” Tian Shi shouted at the heavens. “You cold-hearted man!! Turn into a pig!!!! At least then I can eat you.” But little did he know his words came true. Hui Long, who was currently walking home after his dinner meeting, suddenly felt a pain in his gut. The next second, he changed into a small pink piglet. ‘Huh? What? Who?’ the little pig, lost in the middle of the busy city, looked around dazedly. “Ah, a pig…” Tian Shi picked up the little lost creature and held it up to his face. Unceremoniously, he separated the pig's legs and giggled. “Oh, you're a boy.” The pig let out a loud squeal. ‘Where are you looking, you absurd!!!’ Not understanding the pig language, the young angel giggled. “I'll call you Little Gold. Let's go home. After you are all grown up, I'll make you into pig trotters~” That is how our protagonist got cursed into a pig and kidnapped by a lunatic love angel.

In the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology of Jihua Hospital, there are two rival deputy physicians from Medical University A From the first year of college to professionals, Jiang Xu and Sheng Fangyu have been at each other's throats. If one got 96 on an exam, the other would do anything to get 97 or higher Eventually, they even fall in love with the same girl But who would've thought that, before the two of them could confess, the girl would take her girlfriend's hand and come out to them? Two heterosexual men, who had been at odds for three months over her, had their world views shattered The two enemies drown their sorrows in alcohol and ended up having a one-night stand Jiang Xu, with the night's affairs evident in the pain in his lower back, wanted to forget the incident. But who would've thought that a test report, his abnormal nausea and his swollen belly confirmed his worst nightmare: He was expecting...and the child was Shen Fangyu's Original work is from Hulu Jiang Translated from Elhafasya's translation on WebNovel

"Oh... Daddy..." I moaned in loss, while he monitored my body's reaction with terrifying focus. He leaned his head toward my ear and whispered with a voice full of promise: "Do you think you're finished, Julie? Tonight, I'm going to make you scream my name until your voice loses the ability to come out... I'm going to teach you what it means to belong to me." His fingers moved inside me with devilish skill; he inserted two fingers together deep into my pussy, opening them and moving them with a delicious cruelty, while his thumb ground my clit in fast, frantic circular motions. "Daddy... I'm going to squirt again... please!" I screamed in a daze, feeling the fourth ecstasy exploding from the depths of my womb and crawling toward my limbs like a wildfire. Robert didn't ease the pressure; instead, he increased the speed of his fingers inside me until the fourth shudder hit me like a hurricane. My body stiffened completely, my back arching until I almost broke, and I let out a long, resounding scream as I began to squirt my fluids profusely like never before. My fluids were gushing out, drenching his hand and the marble of the vanity, while his fingers were still inside me, increasing the violence of the ecstasy and making it last even longer. I was panting like a madwoman, my eyes clouded and seeing nothing, while Robert watched my collapse with a cold, triumphant smile. He didn't withdraw his fingers immediately; instead, he let me shudder as I reached my peak. Then, he leaned toward me and whispered in my ear in a husky voice: "Four times, Julie... and your body is still begging for more from Daddy, isn't it?" ___________________ I'm Julie Michael I went with my father to a luxurious restaurant in New York, but I never left with him.My father sold me to a mafia king who owns a VIP club that rents out girls only to politicians and celebrities. On a lower floor of a world that doesn’t exist on any map, The girls are imprisoned in royal suites, prepared solely to please the clients, with no hope of escape. I was sold to Robert Cross, a billionaire who buys people for the joy of breaking them.But I refuse to break under his hands. In Robert Cross’s world, everything has a price tag. I was his most expensive purchase, and I intend to be his most dangerous mistake. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - "You bought my body, but you will not buy my submission," Julie spat. Robert leaned in, his voice a dark hiss: "Commodities don't need to like their masters, Julie... It’s enough that I took a liking to you and bought you, sweetheart." ______________ Adult content only Dark Romance Twisted

“Kang Yuna, you’ll feel what it’s like to burn.” After tragically losing his mother in a fire, Kim Suho vows vengeance against the royal family, particularly Kang Yuna, whom he holds responsible. Desperate to escape the palace and its suffocating grip, as the royals ruthlessly suppress the truth, he struggles to break free from their control. In the midst of his turmoil, he crosses paths with Kim Hawoon, the formidable commander of the royal army. Recognizing Suho’s potential, Hawoon takes him under his wing, adopting and training him to harness his strength. “I will be your saviour. Let me train you… let me mould your magic in it’s full potential.” Fifteen years later, Suho resurfaces, now a skilled warrior, and assumes the role of Kang Yuna’s royal guard, his enemy, oblivious to his true identity. Not only that, to work beside her, he had to compete in the event Sword Raid. But as he plots his revenge, he uncovers the rotten core of the royal family, a reality far darker and more twisted than he ever imagined. “Whatever you’re after, you will never succeed.” “Whether, I succeed or not, it shouldn’t concern Her Highness.” Will vengeance consume him, or will the truth force him to reconsider his path? Can Suho face the consequences of his power? “It’s killing everyone. My magic… it’s killing them.” “It’s your fate… your existence… your very being to spread death. It’s what you really are, Suho.” Not only that, the great evil that’s on rise, Suho have to prepare himself to fight against it. To prepare for the battle that’s his very own doing. To prepare for the battle where he will lose his everything, his loved ones, his aim and the his own self. To prepare for the battle, that his sword had lead him to.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

After getting caught up in an accident, Li Xin transmigrated into a fantasy novel called 'The Rise of the Heavenly Demon' and became the ultimate villain, Chen Zoe. Arriving fifteen years prior to the original plot, he decides to change his dark destiny and distance himself from the protagonist at any cost. However, his plans were ruined when the protagonist becomes his disciple, a twist that wasn't even part of the original novel. To escape from this situation, Chen Zoe tries every method to make the protagonist leave his side, but nothing works; in fact, it brings them even closer. They start to develop feelings for each other, but they never expect that their love will bring disaster to the entire world.

“Somewhere between hate and heat, on frozen ice, they crossed a line they can’t skate back from.” Baby Danvers is Westbridge High’s golden boy — the reckless, impossibly talented hockey captain everyone worships and everyone wants a piece of. He plays dirty, kisses danger, and wins like he was born to. Coaches can’t tame him. Rivals can’t outrun him. Fans can’t look away. And then there’s Saint Kross — the disciplined, infuriatingly perfect captain from Eastvale Academy. Silent. Focused. Unshakeable. Baby’s longest-running rivalry and the one person who can make his blood run hotter with a single look. But when Saint transfers to Westbridge — into Baby’s rink, Baby’s team, Baby’s throne — everything combusts. Drills turn into dominance battles. Scrimmages become territory wars. Baby throws taunts like punches; Saint answers with cool smirks that make Baby’s pulse misbehave. The locker room becomes their battlefield — bruising shoulders, stolen glances, breathless proximity. Every insult is foreplay. Every shove is a dare. And beneath all the fury, something electric thrums between them… something neither of them is ready to name. Then their families — political titans locked in a vicious campaign — twist their rivalry into a media circus, forcing Baby and Saint into the spotlight as shiny weapons. Caught between public expectations and a private obsession that’s getting harder to hide, Baby faces a brutal truth: He can destroy Saint… or he can admit that somewhere between hatred and hunger, he already wants him more than he’s ever wanted a win. --- “On the ice, they play for glory. Off it, they play with fire.” Baby is the flame that burns too bright. Saint is the ice that burns colder. Together? They’re the storm no one survives — pride, passion, and desire crashing until neither can tell where the rivalry ends… and the craving begins.

She came to St. Jude's Academy with one goal .. the #1 ranking and the scholarship that came with it. No friends. No distractions. No exceptions. But April Mendoza didn't account for Jaden Sterling. The Golden Boy. The untouchable heir. The boy whose name sat above hers on every rankings board like a personal insult. When she finds his secret the one that could destroy everything he's built she doesn't run. She makes a deal. A contract. Fake dating in exchange for the rank she's bled for. Simple. Clean. No real feelings. No exceptions. Except nothing about Jaden Sterling is simple. By the time the contract ends, the feelings are real, the secrets are buried, and April Mendoza is standing at #1 with the boy she was supposed to hate holding her hand in the hallway. She survived the fake relationship. She survived the rivals, the rich girls, the fathers with power and ice in their eyes. She thought the hardest part was over. Then Seo Jun-Ho walks through the door. Quiet. Precise. Dangerous in a way she doesn't have a word for yet. He doesn't announce himself. He doesn't chase attention. He simply sits down, opens a book, scores a perfect 100, and looks at April Mendoza like she's the only variable in the room worth solving. She came for grades. They came for her. And now she doesn't know which one of them is going to cost her everything.

what if jay was smart, rich and powerful. and what if Kiefer was her only match in her power?

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet. “Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.” The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind. But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?

The universe did not give me a second chance. It gave me a trade. I was bred to be a sacrifice. I was burned alive by the people I loved most. I came back from the ash to reclaim my life, my title, and a power that should have stayed buried. The betrayal is finished. The divorce is final . I am no longer the girl they can cage. But the cost of my freedom was higher than I imagined. The one ally I trusted has vanished. He left a crumbling empire and a hole in my world I cannot fill. The wards protecting my kingdom are failing. I have eight months to reach the final trial or watch everything I fought for collapse. I have to do it under the shadow of the Crown Prince. Thalion thinks I am a monster. He does not trust my blood, my smiles, or my intentions. He is my mandatory escort because he does not trust anyone else to watch me. He is there to document every slip. He is there to decipher the dangerous secret I am hiding. Eight months with a man who watches me with cold, calculated suspicion. The way he looks at me when the shadows grow long is not just wariness. It is a hunger that threatens to burn us both down. I am playing a new game now. This time, I am the one holding the torch. Regression | Enemies-to-Lovers | Forced Proximity | Slow Burn | Political Intrigue | R18 ________________________________________ Note to Readers: This is the second book of Crown of Ash and Bonds and an entry in The Soulfire Chronicles. This volume is currently ongoing. Because it follows the direct consequences of the first book, you must start the journey with Book 1: The Rise of the Flamebearer. For the full history of the pyre and the betrayal that started it all, the beginning of Seraphina's journey is available now .

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.

Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst Discord server: https://discord.gg/VMM9DXw3yP

Kai Montclair, the man who has everything, wealth, power, looks. Everyone looks at him like he’s some sort of saint to worship. The golden boy of the Montclair. He can get anything he wants, except for his older sister’s fiancee. Of course, aside from the fact that Zane Blackwood is with his sister, the man carved from arrogance and rudeness is straight as a ruler, and would never glance his way. Ever. However, the cunning Zane Blackwood has a different plan when he started living in the Montclair residence, igniting a cold war between them that leads to something beautiful but punishable. Kai could just choose to ignore his arrogant and rude brother-in-law, but seeing his face reminds him of the day during high school when he embarrassed him in front of his classmates after he confessed his feelings for the cold-hearted guy.

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.

"Block him." "He's technically still my boss." "Then block him with dignity." The call ended again. And then started again. I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt. "Yes, Mr. Walton?" "Have you changed your mind yet?" I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough. "Do you ever take a break?" I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand. "You're avoiding the question." "Because it's a dumb question." He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. "It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer." "It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to." There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker. "You are acting unreasonably." " Unreasonable?" I sat up. "I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday." "Isabella-" "Certainly not, Mr. Walton." I mimicked his tone perfectly. "I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with." SYNOPSIS Isabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story. But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger. Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not. Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position. Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival. So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend. No feelings attached. No drama. Just business. Or so she thought. "Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes," he said, passing by without a glance. The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud. I opened it. The contract. All of it. --- Enemies to lovers? Check. Slow burn? Hmmnyea. Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes. Delicious workplace tension? Of course. Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely. Smut?? Wanna find out? Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.

"So you don't want me to see you only as money?" I said, walking around the table. He looked up from where he was sitting, facing me. I married this man for his money, but I have to admit that he was extremely handsome. You know those people who become giants wherever they go, you notice them immediately because everyone else is so small next to them. My husband was just like that. Isn't that why I married him in the first place? Because he was big enough for me to hide under his wings. But still... When I looked down on him like that, I felt so powerful, like I'd made a lion kneel before me. From where he was sitting, he was looking at me with such confidence that it made me want to challenge him. "So my beloved husband wants more now?" I said, continuing to approach. When I stopped in front of him, I grabbed his shoulders, made him lean back in the chair and sat on his lap. I was so slow that my husband, realizing that this was a challenge, never broke my game. Because I knew this was his favorite part of me. A man that everyone was afraid to talk to, let alone challenge, was being challenged at every turn by a woman half his size. Shouldn't that be funny to him? Because I thought it was very funny, but somehow I'm sure it was very hot for my husband. After I settled on his lap, I put my arms around his neck and "Then give me more." I said. He frowned at what I said. I knew he wouldn't like it because he was used to everyone giving him everything he wanted. No strings attached. Now I was asking him for something to get what he wanted and I must say I was used to getting everything I wanted. A wry smile appeared on his face. His hands were already wrapped around my hips as he said, "Would more bags, dresses or cars do the trick, wife?" Now he was challenging me. I shouldn't have fallen for it because it was his weapon. He was cheating by messing with my mind. I mean, I sat on his lap, but mine didn't count. I was allowed to cheat a little bit to beat him. Because I told you, anyone would feel small next to my husband and I needed to see desire in his eyes for a little confidence. So I rubbed against him a little and put one of my hands down on his chest. Instantly his gaze darkened and I continued my game. "See? How can I see a man who is always trying to give me more bags or more money as more than that?" I wasn't sure if he was listening to me because he was looking directly at my lips with his darkened gaze and his hands were caressing my thighs and he looked like he could attack me at any moment, but I knew he wasn't going to interrupt my show and he was going to savor every moment. Is it weird to compare my husband to a wild animal lurking around right now? It was hard enough to pay attention with his hands caressing my thighs, and if he kept looking at me like that for a while longer, I was definitely going to attack him. So I moved the hand that had been on his chest back up to his neck and got close to his ear. As I got closer, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I may have rubbed a little bit, but I told you, I had the right to cheat. I wonder if he thought I looked like a lurking animal. "If you want me to see you as something more, husband, stop buying me expensive bags or cars every chance you get. I'm here and if you want it that bad, man up and come and get it." I said and placed a kiss between her neck and ear. I was extremely sexy right now and judging by the hands up my skirt I was on the right track but I needed one last stroke. I was going to say the same thing he'd said to me a couple of days ago and get my revenge for that day, and then I could enjoy myself for a while, because with hands on my bare buttocks and legs, my mind was starting to wander too. And this giant of a man wasn't the only one affected by these little tricks. After the kiss, I pulled back, looked into his blackened eyes, gave him the last stroke and finished my show. "If you've got the balls!"

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.

His free hand strayed. They burned as they slid across my waist. And higher. Dangerously close to the under curve of my breast. “The thing with girls like you, Maisie, is that you think all you need to fix to be picked is your appearance. I don’t doubt that bedding you would make for great entertainment, but you’ll never be the type of woman men want to keep. The kind to be made Luna. You’re the kind that’s only good enough to be used and discarded, but never good enough to be chosen.” *** After getting rejected by her mate, Cole Hayes, the future Alpha of the pack, and nearly losing her life from the pain of it, Maisie Adams and her best friends concoct a fail safe plan to get back at him and save her from dying. Phase I: Get a make over and become the hottest thing in Ashfall. Phase II: Make out with a hot stranger. Phase III: Get a boyfriend, someone hotter, someone older, and lose your V-card. Phase IV: Get Cole Hayes to apologize. Phase V: Reject Cole Hayes. What they do not, however, account for is Cole Hayes falling for Maisie and being unable to let her go. Even worse, they sure as hell couldn’t have known Maisie would catch the attention of the four Lycan royals at the academy and accidentally bond with them!

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.