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Evelyn Jones had gotten married to Nathan Wither through an arranged marriage on the basis of bringing luck to him and changing his sure fate. Nathan Wither hates her for preventing him from getting together with his true love, accusing her of Co operating with his father, using his inheritance to threaten him. He disappears immediately after their wedding and they did not even consummate their marriage. After five years he is back for a purpose but still dwells on the past misunderstanding. She is fed up and wants a divorce but he chases her now realising she was what he made his life, whole. "This isn't working out Nathan" She took a deep breath. "Let's divorce!" Her heart raced but she kept herself together, there was no backing out now, she had cornered him. Silence "You can share the properties anyhow you want, I do not mind receiving the smallest portion." She placated him, uncomfortable with his silence. "Sure." Nathan tossed a piece of paper to her. "This is?!!!" Her eyes widened in shock. "I have signed off everything I have to you including my mansion, companies and also my life. Please take care of me Mrs Wither!"

Warning! This book is HIGHLY rated 18+ With her hair sprawled across the pillows, Isadora warped her legs around Vincent's waist, trapping him with her. The strength of what was building was staggering and it edged dangerously closer with every thrust. The high was torturous. If he stopped, she'd cry. Cry, and beg. And maybe kill… "Vincent!~" Isadora cried out in ecstasy. * * * Lance Martinez Pedro, is a powerful figure dominating the world of Mafia's. A ruthless genius with an unshakeable empire in the dark world of assassinations, illegal dealings, loan sharks and most of all drugs. He was a madman with a history that made him have the peculiar habit of using humans, particularly young children as lab rats to test out his top projects. In one of his causal exploits, Vincent Antonio Fernandez, the son of a powerful neighboring mafia group, had been unfortunate to be at the wrong place, at the wrong time. A boy who found it hard to keep to the simple rules and was kidnapped together with many others, serving as a new batch for Lance to experiment on. Night and day, these children had to suffer the torture of being injected with many substances of unknown origin of components. Discarded as they were brought in, batch after batch, gradually losing their minds and humanity... ...in most cases ultimately into addiction. More than a decade later, Vincent is a free man, managing his own Mafia empire, his Influence heavily pressuring others. Having so much power, he swore to kill Lance destroying everything he ever owned. Someone else robbed him of that opportunity… Things take an ugly turn as he discovers his captor had a daughter, hidden in the country. And oh no was she no innocent catnis…. something more sinister --a broken angel. Manipulative, unrepentant, slippery, strong hearted… She was all he hated. Getting her in his presence, he loathed her in an instant. His hate was fueled by the horrible things she had done without regrets. Her hateful self made him boil hotter than an active volcano. From then on, he swore she would pay for her father's atrocities. All the grudges her father garnered, all the pain he inflicted, the young lives he took…. She shall inherit them all!

If desire were a blade, their first encounter left him bleeding in silence. He'd built a life on peril and pleasure, armor forged from recklessness, never imagining a woman could make him lower his guard. But even with the truth veiled in lies, he was already in too deep-entangled in the game, and captivated by the player.

In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."

For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.

After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.

Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion.  Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.

"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?