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Edith accidentally spends the night with her VIP client, Callum. The next day, she finds her fiancé, whom she's due to marry a week later, kissing a strange woman in a hotel room. Having been constantly manipulated by everyone, she feels devastated. She calls off the engagement after discovering the affair. Only Callum cares about her, even though they've only known each other for a week. Callum admits he suddenly wants to get close to Edith because he doesn't want her to marry the jerk, who is his half-brother. Knowing Callum's true intentions, Edith decides to start a relationship with him. But will their relationship continue to run smoothly? While Edith is traveling with her little family, she suddenly experiences a mysterious accident. She loses her son in the accident and suffers from amnesia. Five years have passed, and she still doesn't know who her daughter's father is. She only knows Cliff (her ex-fiancé from five years ago), who has been a constant source of support. Is Cliff her daughter's father? Whether it's a coincidence or not, when her daughter changes schools, she meets a boy who looks exactly like her. The boy was suspected of being her son who died five years ago. Furthermore, she was suddenly invited to meet with a man named Callum and asked to become his son's secret nanny and VIP designer. Callum deliberately pretended to think of Edith as a stranger to facilitate his plan. To this day, she still wonders who the killer who tried to kill them five years ago was. Ultimately, Edith accepted Callum's offer because she was also curious about Callum's true identity. Was Callum her daughter's father? And, will she fall in love with the CEO who is very possessive of her as time goes by? Or will she marry Cliff, who has helped her for five years?

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All I want is you, it's all I've ever fucking wanted” Mabel had a very good thing going on. Just got a new job, rented out an apartment and her boyfriend of 2 years might actually propose to her today! Until everything comes crashing down in the worst way possible. She found her boyfriend with another woman, and is thoroughly devastated. What was supposed to be a revenge one night stand has turn into something much more, stolen kisses, dates and one-off turns two-off turns three-off... Is she willing to put everything in jeopardy to love someone she shouldn't?

When Chiara is abducted and trapped in a human trafficking ring, she thinks the world is over for her. When she is purchased by the most notoriously heartless Don, Killian DeLorenzo, she thinks she might never have a chance at life again. But Killian holds a surprise for her. Instead of treating her with the disregard of a property to be used and thrown away, passed on to the next man on the chain of power to be ravaged when useless, Killian takes her as his wife. This move illuminates the dark future, presenting a chance for Killian to get the heir he needed to secure the position as next head of the DeLorenzo Mafia family. But the world of organised crime is a dangerous one, and there are always enemies more than glad to spill blood. And the greatest enemy is the one close to you, smiling with a blade hid in their back. Killian has one of such enemies lurking in the shadows, watching, waiting for the right time to strike–and Chiara is the only problem in the way. And he is determined to bring down the whole world to get Killian's head on a platter, and kingdom in his control. What happens? Find out in what will be your steamiest and most thrilling rollercoaster mafia dark romance.

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

Kaira is an ordinary modern girl—until a sudden accident steals her life and thrusts her into another. She awakens not as a woman, but as a tiny baby in a world of claw, fang, and ancient instincts. Worse—she’s no longer human. She has been reborn as a snake-beast girl, with soft scales, slit-pupiled eyes, and a body made for survival. She is now Ardis. But fate was forgiving as female are rare. But rarity is wanted by everyone. The Beastmen rule by strength as tribe are frequently fighting and killing for food, resource as well as females. A dark fantasy reverse-harem romance filled with feral devotion, serpentine intrigue, and a heroine whose smile is as deadly as her bite.

After the murder of her parents, Virginia moves to East Tennessee to live under the custody of her distant uncle in his palatial estate. One day, while exploring her new quarters, she discovers a diary in an old room that has been locked off for over a hundred years. Ignoring the warning that came with the book, she flips through its pages and reads about a teenage girl from the 1800s named Rose Cohen, who once lived in the same mansion. Virginia’s attention is gripped as Rose describes a nearby place called Alaythia—where men can turn into beasts, warriors can sprout wings from their backs and channel fire through their very being—and tells of how she was kidnapped and rescued by these same individuals. Not long after, the very things Virginia reads about begin to manifest and hunt her down. Through the bravery and skill of Charles, her high school crush—who knows more about what’s happening than he originally let on—Virginia is protected and taken into another world: a world waiting for her, a world where she learns the truth about herself, a world that foretells prophecies of her unlocking an ancient weapon the dark ones fear—if she can be safeguarded long enough for it to come to pass.

He took her as payment. He never expected to fall for her fire. When Mira Valente’s brother vanishes with cartel money, the mafia comes knocking—and she’s the price. Cold, ruthless, and untouchably powerful, Jace Romano doesn’t need a wife. But Mira? She’s defiant, sharp-tongued, and everything he wasn’t prepared for. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Mira enters a world ruled by silence, blood, and shadows. Jace may own her freedom, but not her soul. She refuses to break, even as the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. But when secrets surface, betrayals cut deep, and war brews on all sides, Mira and Jace must choose: destroy each other—or fight to survive something neither of them ever saw coming. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers mafia romance filled with power, passion, and the kind of love that could ruin them both… or make them unstoppable.

Twenty-one-year-old Aria Chen has exactly three rules: Graduate top of her class. Make her immigrant parents proud. And never, ever think about Zane Hartley—her best friend Maya's older brother—as anything but the arrogant playboy he is. For three years, she's watched him parade women through his penthouse like a revolving door. She's heard Maya's complaints about his commitment issues. She's rolled her eyes at his cocky smirks and mocking comments about her being a "good girl." He's everything she despises: reckless, entitled, emotionally unavailable. So why can't she stop staring when he walks into a room? One tequila-soaked night at Maya's birthday party, Aria's carefully constructed walls crumble. Zane finds her crying on the balcony after a brutal breakup with her "perfect" boyfriend, and what starts as comfort spirals into the most intense night of her life. He's gentle when she needs it, demanding when she begs for it, and devastatingly thorough in showing her what real passion feels like. The next morning brings crushing guilt and a pact of silence. Maya can never know. This was a mistake—a beautiful, earth-shattering mistake that can never happen again. Except Zane isn't playing along with the "forget it happened" plan. Suddenly, the man who never called women back is texting Aria good morning. The playboy who disappeared after hookups is showing up at her coffee shop, her study sessions, her apartment with flimsy excuses. His heated stares across family dinners make her forget how to breathe. His accidental touches burn like brands. "You're different," he tells her. "You make me want to be different." But wanting isn't enough when the cost is her best friend's trust. As Zane pursues her with single-minded intensity, Aria is torn between the girl she's always been—loyal, responsible, good—and the woman he makes her want to become—bold, passionate, his. When Maya starts suspecting something's wrong, Aria must choose: protect the friendship that's sustained her through everything, or surrender to the man who's awakened desires she never knew existed. Some fires are meant to burn. Others leave nothing but ashes. Aria's about to find out which kind she's playing with.

After my husband cheats, I get my revenge by sleeping with his powerful, estranged father. But my plan backfires when I'm framed for murder and left to die in prison. There, I learn a devastating truth: I'm the secret heir to a vast fortune—the very reason they betrayed me. Now, if I survive, I'll rise from the ashes to claim my legacy and become the stepmother from hell. I have only one goal, to make my ex-husband call me "Stepmother."

Verdric Van Deric has ruled the underworld with cold precision for years. No fear. No weakness. No love. Until the Verlixaz family makes a fatal mistake—they send a substitute. A trembling, soft-spoken young man with nothing but debt, desperation, and eyes that look at Verdric like he’s still human. Danny Reaves never meant to enter the world of syndicates. He just wanted to save his brother. But when Verdric offers a deal—marry me for three years and I’ll save him—Danny accepts without hesitation. What begins as survival becomes something else— quiet nights shared under the same blanket, soft touches meant to calm nightmares, and a kiss that changes everything. Then Danny becomes pregnant. And Verdric, who once hardened his heart beyond repair, starts to break under the weight of everything he swore he would never feel again. But love is dangerous in their world. Enemies rise. Old wounds resurface. And as the end of their contract approaches, Danny faces the one truth he can’t escape: He doesn’t want to leave. And Verdric doesn’t know how to let him stay. A tragic, heart-wrenching, slow-burn mafia romance about two men who were never meant to love— and the vow that destroyed them both.

Two years ago, Elena Hart married her college sweetheart thinking forever meant happiness. Then the accident happened. Now her husband Daniel can't touch her the way a wife needs to be touched, and the space between them grows colder each day—until his two best friends move in to help. There's Adrian Chen—the brilliant surgeon with careful hands and eyes that see too much. And Marcus DeVille—the architect whose rough edges hide a poet's soul. Both gorgeous. Both forbidden. Both looking at her like she's not just Daniel's broken wife. When Daniel makes an impossible proposal—share her body with the men he trusts most—Elena's world fractures. Is this love or desperation? Healing or destruction? And how can she choose between duty and desire when her heart is being pulled in three directions? Some vows are made to be broken. Some hungers refuse to be denied.

I've wanted Julian Cross since I was fifteen years old. My best friend Mara's dad—the devastatingly handsome architect who treated me like a child, patted my head at graduation, and never looked twice. To him, I was just his daughter's annoying friend who crashed their lake house every summer. But I'm eighteen now. Legal. And this summer, everything changes. The moment I arrive at the Cross family vacation home and see Julian emerge from the pool—water cascading down abs that belong in museums, gray eyes that finally, finally see me as a woman—I know exactly what I want. Him. Beneath me. Begging. I've spent three years perfecting myself for this moment: the right dress, the right words, the right touch. Julian thinks he can resist. He'll remind me he's forty-two to my eighteen. That I'm his daughter's best friend. That this would destroy his family and my reputation. He's right about all of it. I seduce him anyway. Because Julian Cross doesn't know what I learned watching my mother waste away in a loveless marriage: that the only unforgivable sin is dying without tasting what sets your soul on fire. And Julian? He's been my inferno since the moment I understood what desire meant. One month. One lake house. Two people who should never touch. The whole town will call me a homewrecker. Mara will hate me. Julian's pristine reputation will shatter. But when he finally breaks—when that iron control snaps and he takes me against the dock at midnight, confessing he's wanted me just as desperately—I'll know it was worth burning the whole world down. Some love is worth the ruin. This one? It's worth the inferno.

"It's already 12:30 a.m., thirty minutes past midnight and I still can't locate the fucking grave. Just how deep did these assholes bury her? Were they trying to hide a body or dig to the Earth's core? I know, I know. You're probably wondering what the hell a woman in her late twenties is doing in a cemetery, covered in dirt, and digging up graves like it's a normal Friday night. And no, I'm not a gravedigger............" I had three fucking rules. Just three. And sure, no problem with the undead—until me and my brilliant fucking stupidity decided to break every single one. **Rule one**: Don’t remove the necklace. **Rule two**: Don’t talk to him. **Rule three**: For the love of all things holy—don’t open the fucking cage. Simple, right? Apparently not. I shattered them. One by one. Like an idiot playing with a loaded gun. And now? The most dangerous vampire in existence is free. Two others are hot on my tail. And I have no idea what the fuck I’ve gotten myself into.

For six years, Avery Chen has lived under Julian Hawke's roof. He became her stepfather when she was seventeen—a grieving girl who'd just lost her father, gaining a man who treated her with careful, respectful distance. He gave her stability, paid for her college, asked about her day with genuine interest. He was safety incarnate: distinguished, controlled, untouchable. She told herself the flutter in her chest when he smiled was gratitude. That the way she noticed his hands, his voice, the silver threading his dark hair, was just admiration for a good man. She buried her crush so deep even she almost believed it was gone. Until the night she brings Derek home—her mediocre boyfriend who treats her like an accessory. She's had too much to drink at a party, laughing too loud, letting Derek paw at her in the hallway. And she sees it: the flash of something dark and possessive in Julian's steel-blue eyes before his expression shutters back to polite concern. "Avery. A word. Alone." That night, nothing physical happens. But everything changes. Because Julian Hawke has been holding back a hurricane. Six years of watching her grow into a woman, six years of midnight thoughts he's ashamed of, six years of loving her in a way that makes him hate himself. He's kept his distance, been the parent she needed, never crossed the line. But seeing another man touch her breaks something in his carefully constructed control. Suddenly Avery notices things she'd trained herself to ignore: how Julian's jaw clenches when Derek calls. How his hand lingers when passing her coffee. How he stands too close in the kitchen, his breath warm on her neck, before stepping away like she burned him. How he watches her with hunger he can barely mask. Her dreams betray her—forbidden fantasies of his hands, his mouth, his body claiming hers with the intensity he shows everything he does. She wakes aching, guilty, terrified. By day, every accidental touch is warfare. His fingers brushing hers. His chest against her back when reaching past her. His voice dropping low when they're alone, turning innocent words into unspoken promises. The tension becomes unbearable. Dangerous. Wrong. But desire doesn't care about morality. And Julian Hawke has spent six years being noble. His control is finally breaking, and Avery is about to discover that forbidden never felt this devastating—or this necessary. When you've been each other's safe harbor, what happens when you become each other's storm?

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.

He betrayed me with my own sister. So I did the unthinkable—I signed up for his father’s class and made sure he couldn’t ignore me. I was supposed to start college with a boyfriend and a plan. Instead, I caught my ex and my sister tangled up in his bed. Crushed? Maybe. Broken? Never. Because fate—and maybe a little revenge—had a different game in mind. His father. Professor Ethan Parker. Calm, brilliant… and completely off-limits. At least, that’s what everyone thought. One intense look across the lecture hall. One invitation to “stick around after class.” One night that shattered every rule I thought I knew. Now, I say “Professor Parker” when I’m around others… but in my mind, it’s always Ethan. My ex wants to make amends. My sister wants to erase it all. But karma? Karma shows up with his last name—and it’s nothing like what they expected.

Anne Allistair has long forgotten about romance since her failed marriage to Thomas Brown. Now she wants a simple life, one that doesn’t require her having her heart broken again.  However, things take a wild turn when she walks into the office of her boss, Riccardo Antonelli. His charm is inescapable, even for Anne who’s heart sought no romantic affairs. Now caught in his web, Anne must make a choice; risk losing her job for the sake of her fragile heart, or remain the secret woman who shared a bed with her boss. 

Celeste Concepción is a struggling actress with big dreams, a self-proclaimed work ethic and an unshakable belief that she is drop-dead gorgeous. After years of playing "background character #27," she finally lands a real role only to have it snatched away at the last second. Just when things seem to be at their worst, fate throws her a lifeline in the form of Philip Benedict Garcia. When the dashing CEO swoops in to rescue her from a sketchy situation, CeCe sees the perfect opportunity for a first-class life upgrade. Why chase auditions when she can land the role of a lifetime as his sugar baby? The only problem? Philip isn't your typical rich romantic. He's immune to her charms, unimpressed by her dramatics and worst of all... he actually expects depth. Oops. What starts as a simple get-rich scheme spirals into something far messier. Real feelings, real consequences and the horrifying realization that love might be worth more than luxury.

Johnson Carter, an ambitious analyst at the prestigious investment bank Blackstone & Lyon, thought he understood the world of finance… until he discovered that his female colleagues are not only brilliant and alluring but harbor deeply unsettling fantasies. Maria Hale, the charismatic and dominant CEO, will stop at nothing to get what she wants. Simone Ward, her rival and business partner, plays a dangerous game of possession and manipulation. Stella Reeves, a passionate analyst, harbors a masochistic obsession with perfection and discipline. Dorothy Blake, Johnson’s childhood friend and fellow human colleague, seems gentle and innocent… but even she has secrets. Between high-stakes meetings, business trips to Monaco, and weekends in luxurious villas, Johnson is drawn into a world where power, desire, and possession intertwine. Each day becomes a battlefield of seduction, where the line between work and pleasure blurs, and every woman seeks to claim him for herself. This mature romance explores temptation, obsession, and consuming passion, set in a luxurious universe where money, power, and desire mix dangerously.