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Until Zayden cheated, Selene Evander finally realized that the idea of eternal love was nothing but a painful illusion. The marriage she once believed would last forever crumbled in an instant, leaving wounds that refused to heal. After the divorce, Selene vowed never to let anyone into her heart again. But Alistair Vaughn stormed into her life like an unstoppable force. He didn't give her space to hide, nor did he allow her time to rebuild her defenses. Once, Selene thought that loving Zayden since their teenage years and eventually marrying him was the greatest blessing in her life. But now, all of it had become nothing more than bitter memories she desperately wanted to bury. She tried to walk away, distancing herself from the shadows of the past, escaping from the family that had broken her. Yet, Alistair kept coming closer, refusing to let her go. As if, in his world, there was only one goal-to make Selene his, no matter how many wounds he had to mend first.
The moment Selene Evander signed the divorce papers, she felt nothing. No relief. No sadness. No anger. Just a hollow emptiness stretching across the remnants of a love she once believed would last forever.
She used to think that love could endure anything. She had loved Zayden Hale since they were teenagers. They had been inseparable, their names always spoken together as if they were destined to be one. Their wedding had been a grand affair-white roses, soft candlelight, and whispered promises of forever.
And yet, forever had an expiration date.
The affair had shattered her illusions. Zayden, the man she had given everything to, had betrayed her without hesitation. She had given him her youth, her dreams, her heart-and in return, he had given his to another woman.
Selene should have screamed, should have broken down in rage. Instead, she had smiled-a cold, lifeless curve of her lips-as she slid the divorce papers across the table.
"Sign it," she had said, her voice devoid of emotion.
Zayden had hesitated, guilt flickering in his hazel eyes. But it was too late for regrets. With a final stroke of his pen, their love story ended.
Now, standing alone in her apartment, she stared at the empty walls. Everything felt unfamiliar. The silence was deafening. The absence of Zayden's presence was suffocating, yet she refused to mourn. He did not deserve her tears.
She walked to the window, staring at the city lights below. Somewhere in the distance, people were falling in love, making promises they believed would never be broken. She had once been like them-naïve, hopeful.
Never again.
A sharp knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts. She frowned. It was nearly midnight-who would come at this hour?
Reluctantly, she walked over and pulled open the door.
And there he was.
Alistair Vaughn.
The man she had spent years avoiding.
Tall, devastatingly handsome, with piercing blue eyes that held a quiet intensity. His presence alone was overwhelming, suffocating. Unlike Zayden, who had once felt like warmth, Alistair was something else entirely. He was danger wrapped in elegance, a storm disguised as a man.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, gripping the doorframe as if it could keep her grounded.
Alistair didn't answer immediately. Instead, he studied her-his gaze running over her as if he were assessing how much of her had changed since the last time they met.
"You're alone," he finally said, his voice deep and smooth, laced with something unreadable.
She scoffed. "That's not your concern."
But Alistair stepped forward, and instinctively, she stepped back. The air between them crackled with something dangerous.
"I warned you about him," he said, his voice quieter now. "I told you he would hurt you."
Selene's fingers curled into a fist. "And I told you to stay out of my life."
Alistair's lips curled into something between amusement and frustration. "You think you can just cut me out, Selene? After everything?"
Her throat tightened. She had spent years running from this man, running from the past they shared, from the chaos he always seemed to bring into her life.
"I'm done with all of it," she whispered. "With Zayden. With you. With everything."
Alistair took another step closer. "You think it's that easy?" His voice was softer now, but there was an edge to it. "You think just because you signed some papers, the past disappears?"
She hated how he always saw through her.
"I don't care about the past," she lied.
Alistair reached out then, his fingers brushing her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "Then why are you trembling?"
Selene sucked in a sharp breath and tore herself away. "Leave, Alistair."
But the look in his eyes told her that he wouldn't.
And deep down, she feared that no matter how much she ran, Alistair Vaughn would never let her go.
Elysia's life was shattered into pieces after losing the baby she had just given birth to. Grief consumed her entirely, leaving her heart empty and her soul wounded. But fate had other plans-it brought her face-to-face with Cassian, the man who had destroyed her life years ago. Once, he had left her with an unforgivable betrayal. Now, he returned, carrying a fragile two-week-old baby in his arms. The baby had been abandoned by his mother and was allergic to formula. Cassian, trapped in a situation beyond his control, offered Elysia anything she wanted-money, security, even freedom-with one condition: she had to nurse the child. His request ripped open wounds she had barely begun to heal. How could she, who had just lost her own baby, now care for the child of the man she despised? Yet, something in the baby's eyes made her hesitate. What started as a cold arrangement soon became a storm of emotions neither of them was prepared for. Hatred, love, and memories of the past collided, forcing Elysia and Cassian to face the truth they had long avoided. Can Elysia endure this cruel twist of fate? Or will the wounds of the past destroy them both?
Killian Hawthorne and Seraphina Aldridge's marriage isn't about love-it's a cold, emotionless business transaction. Their families have been fierce rivals in the media and fashion industries for years, and the only way to stop an all-out corporate war is to unite their heirs in an arranged marriage. Killian, cold and ambitious, sees this marriage as nothing more than a strategic move to strengthen his empire. Seraphina, independent and unwilling to trust in marriage, refuses to submit to a man who views her as a mere business asset. They agree to keep their marriage strictly on paper-no love, no attachments. But everything changes when their sharp words turn into heated battles, and their defiance ignites a tension neither of them can control. Seraphina refuses to be tamed, and Killian isn't used to someone daring to stand against him. The fire they stoke with hatred slowly morphs into something even more dangerous-an undeniable desire neither of them can ignore. Beneath their chaotic marriage, buried family secrets begin to unravel-betrayals, old grudges, and hidden agendas far darker than they ever imagined. As they become entangled in a web of deceit, Killian and Seraphina must decide: will they stand together against the lies surrounding them, or destroy each other just as their families always intended? One thing is certain-in this game, no one escapes unscathed.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
Lindsey's fiancé was the devil's first son. Not only did he lie to her but he also slept with her stepmother, conspired to take away her family fortune, and then set her up to have sex with a total stranger. To get her lick back, Lindsey decided to find a man to disrupt her engagement party and humiliate the cheating bastard. Never did she imagine that she would bump into a strikingly handsome stranger who was all that she was currently looking for. At the engagement party, he boldly declared that she was his woman. Lindsey thought he was just a broke man who wanted to leech off her. But once they began their fake relationship, she realized that good luck kept coming her way. She thought they would part ways after the engagement party, but this man kept to her side. "We gotta stick together, Lindsey. Remember, I'm now your fiancé. " "Domenic, you're with me because of my money, aren't you?" Lindsey asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Domenic was taken aback by that accusation. How could he, the heir of the Walsh family and CEO of Vitality Group, be with her for money? He controlled more than half of the city's economy. Money wasn't a problem for him! The two got closer and closer. One day, Lindsey finally realized that Domenic was actually the stranger she had slept with months ago. Would this realization change things between them? For the better or worse?
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.