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During a revenge plan gone wrong, Rogue leader, Julian never expected to find his mate, Willow. Julian knows that his little mate is not meant to be in his dark world. Willow is too pure for a life like that and he won't subject her to one. So he ignores his urges and decides to leave her. But danger is lurking in the shadows and his own past may be the reason his mate could die. As Julian battles with conflicting emotions from his heart and his head, Willow deals with her own. Her brother gave his life for her and the guilt eats away at her daily. Not only does she have to deal with that, she also has to come to terms with the fact that her Rogue leader mate doesn't want to be with her. All Willow feels is guilt and devastation. She still thinks that she should be dead instead of her brother. She craves her mate - but he doesn't want her. When the craving for one another finally becomes too hard to ignore, both mate's find themselves navigating a world full of love, new experiences and extreme jeopardy. But the past is catching up to them and it's coming back with deadly agenda. That's the thing about the past, it always comes back to haunt you.

When Dr. Elara Voss signs a blood pact with the reclusive Wolf King to save her brother from Lycanthropy, she expects a clinical transaction—not the scorching bond that sears her veins under the full moon. The terms are simple: one year of her life to bear his hybrid heir, in exchange for the serum that will cure her brother. But the Wolf King’s golden gaze holds shadows older than the forest, and his touch awakens a primal hunger she never knew existed. With each lunar cycle, Elara’s body betrays her. Her senses sharpen to inhuman levels, her skin hums at his proximity, and her dreams spiral into vivid, forbidden fantasies. Yet the closer she gets to the King, the clearer it becomes that their pact is no ordinary contract. It’s a trap—one that binds her soul to his, and forces her to confront the truth: the serum she needs might not exist. As the pack’s ancient enemies close in, Elara must navigate a world of shifting loyalties, where every ally hides a fanged secret and the line between predator and prey blurs. When the King’s true motives emerge—along with a curse that could destroy them both—Elara must decide: is she a prisoner of her own desperation… or the key to breaking a thousand-year-old chain of bloodshed?

"Hidden Queen" is a romantic royal love and action novel that follows the journey of Princess Isabella, the youngest daughter of King Frederick and Queen Emilia, who possesses the gift of mind-reading. Isabella has spent her entire life hidden away from the public eye, but when a dark force threatens the kingdom of Ardenia, she realizes that she must use her gift to save her family and her people. As Isabella struggles to come to terms with her destiny, she meets Prince Alexander, the charming and charismatic heir to the throne of the neighboring kingdom. Despite their differences, they are drawn to each other, and a passionate love affair ensues. But their happiness is short-lived as Isabella discovers that the dark force threatening the kingdom is none other than Prince Alexander's own father, King Maximilian, who seeks to expand his empire by conquering Ardenia. Isabella and Alexander find themselves torn between their love for each other and their duty to their respective kingdoms. As the battle for Ardenia rages on, Isabella's gift becomes both a blessing and a curse, as she must navigate the intricate web of political alliances and the treacherous nature of court life. But with Alexander by her side, Isabella is determined to do whatever it takes to protect her people and claim her rightful place as the Hidden Queen of Ardenia. Filled with romance, intrigue, and pulse-pounding action, "Hidden Queen" is a thrilling tale of love, power, and destiny in a kingdom where nothing is as it seems.

In my past life, my mate, Rowan, left me and our newborn daughter in a remote village to fight for the Alpha title. Before he left, he promised me, "When I become Alpha, you will be my Luna. I'll make you the most respected wolf in the pack." I waited for three years, my daughter and I scraping by, often going hungry and cold. But I didn't learn the truth until I secretly traveled to the Blackstone Pack to find him, only to be beaten and cast out as a rogue. It turned out he had already accepted the former Alpha's terms: he would take his late brother's widow, Isabelle, and her children as his own, and in return, become the new Alpha. Furious, I tried to confront Rowan, but Isabelle poisoned me with wolfsbane. As I lay dying, I saw Rowan hold Isabelle gently and say, "Good. She's dead. Even if she had lived, you were always going to be my Luna." When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn on the very day Rowan was to inherit the Alpha title. This time, I took my daughter and went straight to my father, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. "Father," I cried, "I was wrong. I want to sever my mate bond with him!"

Note: This story contains elicit contents and it's rated 18+ "What are you doing?" she asked him with gritted teeth, she can't bear it anymore, not to mention she is always aroused whenever she saw the man but the man wasn't making it easier for her too, she can feel his body heat as they sat down and it was intoxicating, she felt that she was about to loss all her sense of reasoning, "What are you talking about?" Cillian asked, his baritone voice reverberated on Emma's body and she gulped hard, her body shuddered slightly from pleasure, "Can..Can we begin?" she stuttered, so much aroused to think properly, "Of course" replied the male "You see, things about businesses, just for an example, in terms of clothe businesses?" he said and touched the cloth she was wearing, that wasn't the issue but were he touched was, in between her legs, on the center of her pussy, her cunt, when his hand clasped there he felt how wet she was, she subconsciously moaned whilst tilting her head back, the irresistible lust that she has being trying to resist for long, the temptation that she has tried all she could to avoid, will it all succumb today?...

"You either walk away now," Aiden said, his voice sharp and cutting, "or you stay and deal with the consequences." Tristan's chest tightened as he met Aiden's gaze, the challenge blazing in his dark eyes. Every instinct told him to run, to leave before things spiraled out of control, but his feet wouldn’t move. “What’s it gonna be, Tristan?” Aiden’s voice was low, almost taunting. “Because if you stay, there’s no turning back. You won’t just be here. You'll be mine. Every inch of you, every breath, every thought... mine!" ...... Even before they became stepbrothers, Aiden and Tristan had never been on good terms, not since high school. Tristan couldn’t have imagined that the arrogant guy he despised—the same one he hated with passion—would one day become his stepbrother, a fact he refused to acknowledge. But after a drunken night led to an accidental , something shifted in Aiden. He began to see Tristan differently, from an angle far removed from brotherhood. It enraged him. He fought to keep hating him, to remind himself how wrong it was. Yet, the harder he tried, the more he missed him. The more he wanted him.

Jeff Lark has less than a year! After the death of his father, Jeff is informed by the lawyer that to have total control of the company, he would have to be a father in five years time or forfeit the company to his uncle, which as far as Jeff is concerned won't be happening. Four years pass, and Jeff is yet to settle down nor anywhere close to having a child, clock ticking he begins to look for options and decides to go with a Surrogate… Nancy Levy is desperate to save the life of her mother, the only living relative she has. Having no money is a serious problem for her, as the hospital has threatened to discharge her still sick mother. Nancy would consider doing almost anything to save her mother's life. By luck she comes across the ad calling for a Surrogate mother, and she jumps on it, as the compensation would be big enough to cover her mother's medical bills. After a chance meeting at the hospital, Jeff decides for Nancy to be the Surrogate mother of his child on his own terms Follow the journey of these two… How will Jeff reacts when he finds out that his proposed Surrogate mother is still a virgin How will Jeff's uncle react to the decision of Jeff and the person carrying his child Will these two overcome the problems that will come their way, and will they find love outside of their contract? Other Info

Eighteen-year-old Ayesha dreams of pursuing her education and building a life on her own terms. But when her traditional family arranges her marriage to Arman, the eldest son of a wealthy and influential family, her world is turned upside down. Stripped of her independence and into a household where she is treated as an outsider, Ayesha quickly learns that her worth is seen only in terms of what she can provide—not who she is. Arman, cold and distant, seems to care little for her struggles, and his family spares no opportunity to remind Ayesha of her "place." Despite their cruelty, she refuses to be crushed. With courage and determination, Ayesha begins to carve out her own identity, even in the face of hostility. As tensions rise and secrets within the household come to light, Ayesha is faced with a choice: remain trapped in a marriage that diminishes her, or fight for the freedom and self-respect she deserves. Along the way, she discovers that strength can be found in the most unexpected places—and that love, even in its most fragile form, can transform and heal. Why Me is a heart-wrenching story of resilience, self-discovery, and the power of standing up for oneself, set against the backdrop of tradition and societal expectations. is a poignant and powerful exploration of resilience, identity, and the battle for autonomy. Set against the backdrop of tradition and societal expectations, it is a moving story of finding hope, strength, and love in the darkest of times.But at the end she will find LOVE.

He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? * “Stand up and bend over the bench.” I comply with his orders. “Are you yearning for me, Wifey?” “Yes. I want to feel you deep inside me.” “But do you deserve it?” He taps his hardness on my wetness. “Just f**k me, Steve.” “Seriously, you think I’ll listen to you after what you did today?” He asks, rubbing my with his thumbs agonisingly slow. As I grind myself against his hand, he tugs at my hair, pulling my head back. “Stay still if you don’t want me to spank your little this time. Understand?” “Yes.” “Good.” He pulls my hair and jabs deep into me without a warning. “You’re my wife.” He pulls out, but his tip remains inside me before thrusting himself into me again. “You belong to me”

On the day I had acute heart failure, the hospital issued several critical condition notices in a row. While I was still conscious, my attending physician told me to call my family and say my last words. On instinct, I dialed Julia Mars, but no one picked up for a long time. It wasn't until later that I found a "private arrangement" contract posted on her alt social media account. The terms spelled out her decade-long friends-with-benefits relationship with her childhood friend, Ken Cohen. Her best friend commented under the post with congratulations: [Not bad, Counselor Mars, finally ready to go public with your little childhood buddy. If your husband finds out, you think he'll have a heart attack from the shock?] Julia replied, completely unfazed: [He won't die. And even if he finds out, so what? The doctors didn't dare tell him that his heart is useless. He needs a transplant. That requires a fortune, and he can't get by without me.] I spent a full week in the ICU clawing my way back from death's door. And in those seven short days, every last bit of love I had for her burned away to nothing.