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Seraphina Hardin’s life shatters when her mother marries into wealth, dragging her into a world of privilege, secrets, and betrayal. Forced to share a roof with Ian Hardin, her arrogant, dangerously charming new stepbrother, she vows to resist his cocky smirks and infuriating confidence. But when their fiery clashes ignite something far more intense, resisting him becomes impossible. Ian has always had the perfect life—or so it seems. Beneath his polished exterior lies a rebellious soul, haunted by expectations and family secrets. Seraphina’s arrival throws his world into chaos, challenging his control and awakening feelings he’s not prepared to face. Even though they are made to resist, they eventually have an affair. As forbidden tension simmers, lies unravel, and enemies circle closer, Seraphina and Ian are forced to confront their deepest fears, and their undeniable connection. But love isn’t easy when it’s forbidden, and the cost of giving in might be more than they can bear. Will their love survive betrayal, jealousy, and the weight of their pasts? Or will the world tear them apart before they have a chance to rewrite their story?

When Alexis was tasked with delivering a message from her boss to her former lover, she was reluctant. But when she met Ethan Marcus, she knew she was getting into trouble. Especially because she didn't expect to feel so instantly attracted to him. The big issue was that Amanda Shepherd, her boss, wanted him back! And Alexis really needed that job, as she dreamed of advancing in the company. Ethan Marcus is a laid-back guy who finds himself enchanted by the sweet and shy secretary of his clingy ex. Alexis Morgan is simply beautiful and sexy, despite hiding under clothes that don't do her justice. He needs to taste those perfect lips, to discover every curve hidden beneath her demure attire, but the girl is challenging. Not that he's going to give up because of that... "I knew," he murmured as he took a breath. "that your mouth had a delicious taste..." "Ethan..." she protested. She needed to pull away. "Shhhhhh!" he hushed her, holding her head in his hands. "Don't talk, don't think... just kiss me!"

(CAUTION: MATURE CONTENT.) PLEASS DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE STEAMY CONTENT (IT CONTAINS MULTIPLE EROTIC SCENES).   "Who thought I could find my lover on Facebook, of all places?" Joyce thought to herself with a brightened smile after just saying goodnight at 4:30 AM to her naughty Facebook lover in the early hours of Monday. Joyce is a 23-year old young woman and a student at Darlington University. Due to the stress and boring life that she faces on campus, she wanted a distraction from it all once in a while. Now she had gotten addicted to sex chatting with her Facebook lover every single day at any given time, and she didn't quite know how she got wet easily by the romantic words of Finn, whom she only had a picture of.   Would they eventually meet up in person and take things from there? Would they leave things as they are on Facebook and continue sex chatting? Or would they break up sooner than we thought? Find out in this novel called My Naughty Facebook Lover. (Warning: Mature content)

Eighteen and desperate due to my mother's illness, I enter the orbit of Enzo Lombardi, a powerful, feared mafia boss. He treats me with impossible sweetness, and I find myself sinking into his possessive love and lavish spoiling. Everything changes the day a woman named Isabella Gallo shows up. She claims she's the one Enzo truly loves, and she laughs as she slides a two-million-dollar check across the table, demanding that I leave him. I turn down the money. She then suggests we both send him a message at the same time and see who he cares about more. Holding on to one last bit of hope, I text Enzo that I'm in a car accident. Isabella, on the other hand, tells him her plane is about to land. I wait for his reply, but nothing comes. Instead, I watch as Isabella picks up his call. At that moment, I understood it was time for me to go.

Asha has had a rough go of life, seemingly always ending up in situations that are the opposite of her namesake. She breaks up with her ex a few months prior to halloween and the day of the dead and takes a vow of celibacy that, little does she know, a dead ex has used to bargain his way out of hell. He didn’t come back to become her angel, just emerged from the shadows to drink her light and hopefully turn out her halo. She prays for a guardian angel to hold her through these difficult times but her gift is a territorial demon.

After suffering a devastating blow to the head, I unexpectedly regained my memories. Before I could share the good news with my wife, I overheard a conversation between her and the doctor. "Ms. Morgan, Mr. Johnson is showing signs of recovering his memory again. Do you still want us to inject him with the neurotoxin? This is already the tenth time. Mr. Johnson's father already went to prison after taking the blame for you, and his sister was forcibly committed to a psychiatric hospital. I know you want to protect Liam, but there's no need to do this to Mr. Johnson." "If Damien regains his memory, Liam's role in the hired attack will be exposed. His life will be ruined. Liam is innocent. He just wanted to prove himself. "Besides, Liam and I are about to get married. I won't allow anything to go wrong. "I promised Liam that he and Ben are the only family I have. I will never let them down. It doesn't matter if Damien becomes a fool. I'll hire the best caregivers and look after him as a cripple for the rest of his life. "Let me spend the rest of my life making it up to him." My entire body trembled in agony. So the people who destroyed my family had been right beside me all along. My father was sent to prison on false fraud charges. While trying to clear his name, I was attacked and left with memory loss. Since everything was nothing more than my own wishful thinking, I'll give them exactly what they want.

An accident five years ago led to her becoming pregnant with his child, forcing her to drop out of school and leave her home. She has been wandering the city like a ghost with her daughter while working as a cab driver ever since.Five years later, nothing changed, but she was a completely different person. He got into her cab, yet he was just another stranger to her.Alone in the city, with her soulmate in the same car. ‘Will I finally meet you one day after traveling around the whole city?’

“Sir the bride is missing.” A man in uniform entered the room with this shocking news. “What do you mean by missing??? You were supposed to get her to the venue???” The Groom standing in front of the mirror couldn’t realize the seriousness of the situation. “I know sir. I waited for mam but she didn’t get down. And” “And what???” now he was getting worried. It was his responsibility to get the bride to the venue and he “I went up but all the guards were unconscious and mam wasn’t there.” “I want my bride in 10 minutes. If you can’t find her get me, anyone. I can’t ruin my reputation. Get Lost before I shoot you.” the guard was leaving the room when he stopped him after thinking about something. "Listen! issue orders of the shoot at sight for her and that bastard with whom she ran away."

I watched as my boyfriend put the ring that he had promised to give me on Sophie White's finger at her birthday party. When I questioned him, Mark Goodman shrugged nonchalantly. "I promised to marry Sophie. Since that's not happening now, the ring is compensation." I was left speechless from rage and so disenchanted that I decided to cut all ties with him. Everyone was cheering when Mark later showed up at a gathering with Sophie, both wearing a matching set of rings. But when they all thought I would make a scene, I smiled faintly. "You two really deserve each other. When are you getting married? Do send me an invite."

When I arrived at my wedding in my bridal gown, I found an octagonal fighting ring set up in the center of the stage. My fiance, Derek Hale, was holding the hand of his "girl bro," Chloe Shaw. With a smile, he handed me a pair of boxing gloves and explained, "Vivian, this is a tradition from my hometown. The bride has to get into the ring and wrestle one of the groomsmen for good luck. I asked Chloe to go up. Just play along for a minute." Looking at Chloe, who was always acting frail and sickly, I did not think much of it and stepped straight into the ring. But the next second, she threw an extremely professional spinning kick and knocked me unconscious with a severe concussion on the spot. When I woke up, I was paralyzed in a hospital bed. Derek stood there holding Chloe's hand and said to me, "Our relatives and friends gave us so much wedding money. The wedding can't go on without a bride. Chloe is willing to take care of me in your place. You're so kind, Vivian. You won't mind, right?" Under the torture of humiliation and severe depression, I pushed my wheelchair off the rooftop of our wedding home. When I opened my eyes again, I was back one month before the wedding. I turned around and knocked on the door of a national-level kickboxing champion training base. "Coach, if I trained for a month, can I punch someone's head open?"