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3.5 Stories in one. She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith—the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room—Manhattan's most exclusive masked club—she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

Tavisha Khushanov is a spoiled, protected third-generation Russian/American Bratva Princess. Whatever the Princess wanted, she was given by the hard, muscled men of her father's Bratva. He is the Pakhan, their Leader; his word is law, and he administers it brutally. It's a small, tight community set in the heart of Houston, Texas. Outsiders are not welcome and actively discouraged. Killian O'Hara is a third-generation Irish/American, the leader of The Oasis Blues Motorcycle Club, situated in Galveston, Texas. They have been dealing with the Houston Bratva for decades. Their fathers and grandfathers worked together, keeping the peace and always having each other's backs. When Pavel Khushanov decides to double-cross the Bikers, involving the FBI and CIA and gets Killian arrested. War is declared, and Tavisha becomes collateral damage, a hostage to her name, but she is not what Killian expects.

Harley was the product of an affair. After her mother died, she decided to make contact with her father, Ron Hale, a criminal and leader of a felon-filled, biker outlaw club, The Savage Scorpions. After months of virtual communication, she decides to visit him in his small Californian town of Pleasant-Tree-Ville. When she arrives, she gets less than a warm welcome from the other SS members. As the days pass, she starts forming friendships, bonds and something a little more with Alexander Coates, Her father's second-in-command... and best friend. It's not till Harley opens up to one of her new friends that some old, dark family secrets come to light. Mother betraying Daughter, Wife Betraying husband.. And Friend betraying Friend. All Harley wanted to do was meet her father... but she is about to get a lot more than she bargained for!

By day, Julian Vane is the king of Blackwood City. He is the untouchable billionaire in the bespoke charcoal suits, the genius architect of hostile takeovers, and the man whose cold, sapphire gaze makes the most powerful CEOs tremble. As his executive assistant, Elena has spent two years mastering the art of staying professional while drowning in the scent of his expensive sandalwood and the magnetic pull of his presence. She thought she knew every secret in his ledger. She was wrong. By night, the suit comes off, and the beast comes out. Beneath the pristine white silk hides a canvas of ink and scars. Behind the corporate facade is the ruthless President of the Iron Vulture Syndicate—the city's deadliest outlaw motorcycle gang. Julian doesn't just run companies; he runs the streets with a heavy chain and a blood-stained patch. One wrong turn changes everything. When Elena’s car breaks down in the wrong district, she witnesses the side of Julian Vane the world was never meant to see: a man of leather and grease, commanding a legion of killers with brutal authority. He should have silenced her. He should have let the Syndicate handle the "liability." Instead, he corners her in a rain-slicked alley, the roar of his chopper still vibrating in the air. His ultimatum is simple and devastating: "Join the ride, sweetheart, or be mine anyway. You've seen the vulture beneath the suit—now you have to live with the predator." Now, Elena is trapped between two worlds. In the boardroom, he’s the demanding boss who expects perfection. In the clubhouse, he’s the dark master who demands total submission. Elena realizes that Julian doesn't just want her silence. He wants to ruin her. And the most terrifying part? She’s starting to want it, too.

The day my mother told me she was getting married was the day my life fell apart. "His name is Dovan Revanchi," she said. "And don't worry, Celeste. You'll be fine." I wasn't. Two days later, she married the billionaire mafia patriarch and threw me out with nowhere to go. My name is Celeste Lynch. I've spent my whole life fighting to survive—first my greedy mother, then the ruthless fashion industry where beauty is currency and trust gets you killed. But nothing prepared me for the Revanchi family. Their mansion became my new home. Their secrets became my problem. Especially the three Revanchi brothers: Arden, the cold heir; Zane, my dangerously charming boss; and Colt, the surgeon who makes me forget how to breathe. Then my body started changing. Strange dreams. Violent instincts. White streaks appearing in my hair overnight. And that's when I discovered the truth. The Revanchis aren't human. They're lycans. And I'm not an ordinary girl. I'm the last surviving princess of an ancient werewolf bloodline that powerful enemies have been hunting for decades. Now everyone wants my blood. The brothers who were sent to spy on me are falling for me. And a war is coming. If you think being thrown out by my mother was the worst thing that could happen to me, trust me—we're only getting started.

“I, Freya Simon, Member of the Blue Crescent pack, reject you, Xavier Malcolm and Xayden Malcolm, as my mates and alpha Princes. I sever all the bonds and ties with the Royal Red Claw pack,” I doubled over when a wave of pain sliced through my heart. Tears were rolling down my cheeks but only one thing was on my mind, I have to run away from them, as far as I can. The sound of footsteps accelerated my heartbeat but I couldn't live my life like this especially when I have two pups growing up in my womb. I will not let my pups open their eyes and live in this toxic environment. I was pushing my body as hard as I could when a fast car hit me hard and before I could decipher what was happening, Darkness engulfed me. ********** Freya was forced to live her life in a miserable environment because she was a hybrid, an outcast in the werewolf world. Being abused and tortured all her life, She thought of running away from the pack to live her life in peace but on her 18th birthday twin Alpha Princes claimed her as their mate and promised to give her a happy and peaceful life. Freya was happy but all her dreams were shattered when she got to know that she is just an addition in the harem of the Alpha Princes. Being their fated mate changed nothing for her but when she realized that she is pregnant with their pups. She decided to run away from this miserable life for her pups but then she stumbled on Three Lycan Princes, Who are her second-chance mates. Will she be able to give a chance to her second-chance mates or Will she just reject them?