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Most kids want toys, candy, or a new puppy. Pearl Reed wants a dad. And not just any dad—she wants Detective Alex Ramos. Ava Reed is perfectly happy as a single mother. By day, she’s a world-class surgeon, running the most prestigious private hospital in the city. By night, she’s The Godmother, ruling one of the most dangerous mafia syndicates in the country. Saving lives on one end. Taking them on the other. Romance? Not on her agenda. But when her too-clever-for-her-own-good daughter pulls off the matchmaking stunt of the century, Ava finds herself sitting across from a man who is as charming as he is infuriating. Alex never saw it coming. One second, he was working a case. The next? He was being blackmailed by an eight-year-old into dating her mother. One fake date? Fine. One viral post announcing their engagement? Not fine. Being summoned for dinner by an eight-year-old with a five-step plan to make him fall in love with her mom? …Yeah, he’s in trouble. Ava has no interest in love. Alex has no interest in marriage. But Pearl? Pearl has other plans. And when Pearl sets her mind on something, not even a mafia war can stop her.

It was only a sixty-second dare: Kiss the campus "Ghost" and keep my crown. I never expected that the boy in the thrift-store hoodie would be the one to ruin me. To the students at St. Jude’s, Elias Thorne is a scholarship nobody. To me, he was social suicide—a boy beneath my notice. But when I pressed my lips to his, the world didn’t just catch fire. It exploded. One night of frantic, impulsive mistakes in the back of a car was supposed to be my dark secret. I was the Ice Queen; I was supposed to wake up, wash the taste of him off my tongue, and go back to being perfect. I was wrong. Elias isn't a ghost anymore. He’s a shadow that follows me into every room. He has my secret caught on camera, and he has a hunger in his eyes that scares me more than the scandal. He doesn't want my apology, and he doesn't want my money. He wants me. Now, every time I see him in the hallway, my heart hammers against my ribs—not with disgust, but with a terrifying, suffocating craving. I’m supposed to be the one sitting on the throne, but Elias Thorne is the one holding the crown... and he’s not letting go. He was the nerd I was dared to kiss. Now, I'm the obsession he's determined to keep.

“I, Elena Black, daughter of Gabe Black, accept your rejection” I said, sitting on the floor as the tears rolled down my eyes. The physical pain was no longer there but I was broken. “From today, I, Alpha North, declare Elena Black, daughter of Gabe Black, as a slave to my mate and Luna, Leila.” he announced. *** Elena Black was a wolfless and weak. Degraded by everyone, she lost every hope of ever belonging or finding a mate who would accept her but Alpha North changed that. She felt relieved and excited but on the day she found out she was pregnant, she was rejected and the one person she loved rejected and made her a slave to the woman he got married to. When she felt she had lost hope, it came in the form of Alpha Elian, the Alpha of Emberfall pack who called her his mate. He retracted that statement soon after but refused to let her go. Her situation only became worse and she wished for anything apart from this life of chaos but what happens when her fated mate retraces his steps to undo all he had done? Would the rejected slave be considered a Luna or would she forever be placed on the ground and stepped on? Elena must fight but would she win?

This book is authored by Eiya Daime. ''Well, do you have something to say?'' A strapping, muscular naked man asked me as he sat across from me as I was also sitting there naked, half-submerged in this large tub of water. ''Don't worry, I won't bite you, baby...'' He said as he moved closer to me, pulling me into his lap and placing me on his leg. ''Wh-what is this, Master?'' I finally asked him as he handed me a small bar. ''I am not your Master,'' he snapped at me in a harsh tone. ''I am your Mate.'' --------------------------------------------------------------------- After the death of Alasia's mother five years before, her stepfather used the trust given to her upon her mother's death to support his drinking habits. Once he was broke and refusing to manage the one low-end job he had, he felt he was left with no other choice. He decided to sell his eldest stepdaughter in the event that he could get enough to move away, and therefore, take her younger brother along with him. Alasia at the mere age of 16 is sold into slavery into the most fierce werewolf pack, The Crimson Caine, by her overzealous and abusive step-father. How can she survive under the most ruthless and Alpha? And what if she finds out she's his MATE?

I had been the top student the school recruited with a full scholarship, while my younger sister, Chloe Stevens, had gotten in through money despite being a poor performer. In my past life, during the college entrance exams, Chloe, who had always ranked at the bottom, suddenly made a miraculous turnaround and got into Royalton College, just like I did. Right after that, she marched straight to the admissions office and reported me, claiming that I had copied all my answers from her. That was impossible. I had a score above 1480 on every single test. The admissions office and teachers did not believe her either. Then, Chloe accused me of using some kind of black magic, saying that whatever answer she wrote down, I would somehow know and copy it. The admissions office made us retake the exam, and somehow every single one of our answers came out identical. I could not defend myself, got arrested by the police, and spent the rest of my life rotting in prison. After being reborn, I studied harder than ever and secured an early admission to Royalton College. Now, sitting in the exam room, I deliberately scored zero on every single test. I wanted to see just how many points Chloe could get without me.

After I reincarnated, I went to the hospital right away to get an abortion. In my past life, I was suddenly found to be pregnant with fraternal boy-girl twins after a childless marriage of five years. I was told that I needed to abort one, or I could die due to the excess size of the foetuses, but while I hesitated, I heard my son's voice. [Mommy! You have to abort this brat—she's going to kill me! She's been stealing all the food!] [She's not my sister—she's Tina and daddy's bastard! They used black magic to move her here and kill me, while you would treat her like your own daughter… and she can then inherit all the family wealth!] Hearing that, I promptly went to the hospital to abort the twin daughter, keeping the son. But on the day I went into labor, he threw a fit, punching and kicking my room until he finally killed me. And just before I died, I heard him gloating. [Stupid broad! You really believed me and aborted your own daughter! Just die already! I'm going to meet my parents!] When I opened my eyes again, Tina was sitting right in front of me, telling me to abort one of my babies…

At the engagement party for one of our former high school classmates, the bride suggested we play King's Cup. Whoever drew Eight had to do a cross-arm toast with someone of the opposite sex in front of everyone. My husband, Luke Flandern, had always been a germaphobe. The second he saw the card in his hand, his brow furrowed. I stood up, ready to help him out. But then—Sarah Weaver, the girl everyone called the beauty of our class, who was sitting right across from him—asked softly, "Need a hand?" Luke looked at her, and the frown on his face instantly melted. "Yeah, sure." The room erupted. Everyone was laughing and cheering. "Classic Luke—always generous. No wonder he was valedictorian back in the day." "Someone get this on camera. The golden couple from high school is finally reconnecting after all these years? That's destiny right there." Sarah blushed and shyly reached her wine glass toward him. Luke smiled and didn't pull away. I just stood off to the side, quietly watching the two of them drink that cross-arm toast together. And then I remembered how I'd been ready to help him out. A bitter smile crossed my lips. Guess I was kidding myself.

It was an adult site which brought us together. We chatted for a week and finally decided on three nights. Three nights of pleasure — and after that, no contact with each other. But by the third night, I got too addicted to him. To the one, whose name I still don’t know. He was my Mr. Stranger. My match. Even though we decided on three nights, and they were over, I wanted more. But the thing that shocked me was the website that connected us vanished the day after our third night. It’s been two years now, and I’m still unable to forget those three nights. Still looking for him. And then… I found him. The man I gave my body to the one who ruined me so sweetly is now sitting across the table at a family dinner. My Mr. Stranger Now My step-uncle. Was it just a coincidence, or a well-planned event? And how did that website get deleted right after that day? Will I really be able to stay away from the only man I craved for two entire years? Was I the only one feeling this way, or was he no different from me? Did he want me as much as I wanted him? Whatever it was, I was in a deep mess with no way out . warning : this is steamy story.

“I’ll ask again,” He says with an husky finish on his voice, leaving his sitting position over to mine and squatting in front of me “Have you ever consider me as your type of guy?” I have the answer to that question already in my heart and he looking closely into my eyes freezes them from coming out. He’s close, again, too close. Before I know what is happening, he steals my last words, like knowing exactly what I want to say next and preventing me from saying them. I shiver from the touch of his lips on mine and exactly as I imagined, his lips are soft and juicy. Gently, he stroke my bottom lip with his tongue, massaging them slowly and as if carefully. ******** With everything going on in Eno's life, romance was the last thing she had expect to happen. Her first love dumping her with a pregnancy broke her to bits and in the process of picking up her life, hustling between jobs and caring for her daughter, she had to give up love. Not until her accidental encounter with Wale, the tall, dark and handsome playboy who turned her boring life with a lots limitations into a life where it is impossible to live without him.

She left him fifty dollars and a lifetime of regret. Aurora Thompson made two mistakes in one night: she got drunk and slept with a stranger in a hotel room that wasn’t hers. Then she came home to find her husband sitting on the couch with another woman—pregnant with his child. Five years of sacrifice. Five years of hiding her identity as the Thompson heir to prove her love. Five years of building his failing company into an empire. And he threw it all away for a business deal. Fine. If Piagel Blythe wants a divorce, she’ll give him one. But she’s taking everything she built with her—every contract, every connection, every cent of success. She’s done being the invisible wife. But there’s one problem: the stranger from that night? He’s Kieran Miller—the richest, most ruthless man in Velloria. And he’s not interested in forgetting what happened. In fact, he’s been waiting seven years for Aurora to walk back into his life. He kept the fifty dollars. Now he wants everything else. Some men don’t know what they have until it’s destroying them. Others have been waiting all along.