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"You stare at me like that, and I’ll kiss you till you drop." "Tsk. You don’t dare do it here." "You think so? Then tonight…" "Tsk. I knew it." Ethan and Ryan. Two racers who can’t stop bickering—or competing. What starts as a teasing banter quickly turns into heated kisses… and fights that spill off the track now takes place in the bedroom. Rivals, enemies or maybe something more. Are they ready to admit it?

Veronica Martin, One of the most talented Doctors, she is beautiful and smart but still stuck in an unfaithful marriage. Her life takes an unexpected turn when one VIP patient comes to her, Vladimir Volkov. Veronica wasn't aware of his power and did something which she shouldn't have. Results, Vladimir purchased her from her own husband and she has no idea how to deal with this situation, but one thing she realises that she shouldn't have messed with Vladimir.

Vaelith Ardentra was never meant to cross into enemy territory. She was meant to die there. When the bond snaps between her and Draven Varkrys, the ruthless heir of her pack’s greatest enemy, it should have ended in blood. Instead, it binds them. Irrevocably. Dangerously. And her own pack turns on her first. Now trapped deep within rival territory, Vaelith is forced into a fragile alliance with the one man she was raised to fear. Draven doesn’t trust the bond. Doesn’t trust her. But he won’t let her go, not when every instinct in him demands she’s his to protect… or destroy. Because something is wrong with their bond. It isn’t fate. It’s something far older. Twisted. Engineered. As war brews between packs and a new enemy begins hunting bonded wolves, the truth surfaces piece by piece. Vaelith wasn’t just chosen by fate. She was created for it. And if she fully accepts the bond, it won’t unite their worlds. It will tear one of them apart. Now Vaelith faces an impossible choice: Break the bond and risk losing everything or claim the man she was never meant to love, knowing it could destroy them all.

The first story in Two Goddesses tells the life of one of the two goddesses who is adopted as the owner of the universe's most powerful book, The Origin. Besieged by tragedy since birth, the "fake" Princess Mavellin fights for her own harsh life to regain freedom and exact revenge on those who have caused her pain. She realized, as she swam alone in the vortex, that all of her pain stemmed from an event that shook the Holy Mountain Velsi on the day she was born... "The mind is as strong as steel, but the heart is constantly on fire."

There are a lot of supernatural beings around us that we didn't know they're actually living or true. Once they are just a myth, a fantasy, a mere story, but then one day, you didn't realize it was standing right in front of you now. Avis Clove, just like a normal people, we have a lot of questions about the existence of gods or deities. And sometimes those questions don't meet their answers. She grew up knowing the stories of her grandmother about a two gods and one girl who's in between of the gods, and she believes it was just fantasy story that is just made up by her grandma. But, then she met the characters in that story, and the questions in her mind starting to find its answers. In this novel, about the three people who is fated to meet each other, but leads to the most unwanted happenings of their life. What will they do? What will Avis Clove choose? Will the love wins? Who will be the end game?

On Mount Olympus, one law is ironclad: a god must never fall in love with a mortal. But Aresios, the God of War and heir to the King of the Gods, bound his very soul to mine. For me, he endured ninety-nine bolts of divine lightning and knelt before the Olympian altar for three days and three nights. Ichor soaked his armor, yet he smiled and kissed my lips. "Elara, don't be afraid. I want only you." The gods finally relented, on one condition: he had to leave behind a pure-blooded divine heir. After that, the words I heard most from Aresios were, "Just wait a little longer." The first time, it was to wait while he bedded another goddess. He and Cassia, the Goddess of Fate, lay together for thirty nights, until his golden ichor quickened in her womb. The second time, he told me to wait. Their first child was a girl, unable to inherit his divine mantle. The gods demanded a son. So he lay with Cassia for another ninety-nine nights, until she once again conceived a divine child. Just when I thought the ordeal was over, their newborn daughter was struck by Hydra's venom. The entire divine realm was convinced I had done it. As I was thrown into a cold bronze cage by the river Cocytus, Aresios stood outside the door, his eyes crimson. "You know what Hydra's venom does to an infant god. Why would you harm our daughter?" That one word. Our daughter. I was too numb to feel the pain. When the bronze cage door opened again, I unclenched my blood-drenched fists. This time, I would not wait.