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When Love Dies: A Spy's Escape

When Love Dies: A Spy's Escape

"You will be declared dead, Gregoria." That's what Agent Christian told me. My life as an FBI agent was about to end, replaced by a ghost. No contact with my past, not even my husband, Darwin. But then, a week before my staged death, I walked into our home office and saw it: Darwin's laptop, open, displaying a live video feed. My husband, shirtless, with his assistant, Elyssa Daniel. They were kissing. My world tilted. I watched, frozen, as he kissed her. The sounds they made were obscene. I recognized the unique lines of his body, the watch I gave him for our anniversary. I stumbled back, my hand shaking as I reached for my phone. I had to confront this nightmare. I hit the call button. On the screen, Darwin froze, then answered my call. "Hey, honey. What's up?" His voice, so normal, so full of lies, broke something inside me. The phone slipped from my grasp. My heart, my love, my entire world had been a lie. I spent the night on the office floor, replaying the video. The evidence of his betrayal was a digital tombstone for our marriage. Each time I watched, disgust and pain grew. I looked at my wedding ring, a mark of my foolishness, and threw it across the room. He thought I was weak, predictable. He thought I loved him so much I'd believe the sky was green. But the woman who loved Darwin Mcintosh died on that office floor. And in that moment, my mission, my fake death, felt like an escape.
Love me I dare you

Love me I dare you

Nathaniel Diaz is the school most popular boy. He's got the looks but he's not the most popular just because of that, the main reason why he's popular is his ability to make three girls cry on the same day. Don't judge with his innocent looking face, yes his face is damn too innocent to have such attitudes of his. His face screams perfection, and that's the weakness of the girls. He's a crazy Casanova, it should be an official statement for girls to stay away from Nathaniel Diaz but still they never stop flocking over him like lost sheep, giving him more rooms to break more hearts. Aside being a Casanova, he's the school biggest enemy, he's the type who does things only to make himself happy not minding if anyone gets hurt in the process. He cares less about people's feelings. Some says he grew up where there was no love, because absolutely that word is missing and weird in Nathaniel's dictionary. He's the only one you will find countless bad habits in his hands. In a word, Nathaniel live his life only the way he wants not giving a damn about anything in the world. It would have been so perfect when an innocent girl came into his life, if only she's not off his limit. Someone he shouldn't dare to stay close with, but even though Nathaniel tried his best not to get close to her, she kept on coming and coming until he was unable to resist any longer. Why is she off-limit? Then find out in this sweet one you don't want to miss out for anything.
Substitute Marriage: Taming The Disabled Billionaire

Substitute Marriage: Taming The Disabled Billionaire

The Linwoods stole my parents' company, held my grandfather's belongings hostage, and treated me like a servant. Now, they forced me into a cheap dress to be a substitute bride for a disabled, notoriously ruthless billionaire, claiming their own daughter was sick. But the moment I arrived at the monstrous Norton estate, the billionaire threw a fifty-million-dollar contract in my face. I hadn't just been replaced; I had been sold. The Linwoods didn't just want me to marry a man they feared. They hoped the cold-blooded Duncan Norton would eventually dispose of me. If I died here, they would keep the money, their daughter would be free, and the only living heir to the company they stole would vanish forever. I was trapped in a fortress, treated like garbage by the staff, and dragged to the hospital to visit the dying Norton matriarch, fully expected to be the "jinx" that finally killed her. But my adoptive family didn't know I possessed an extraordinary, hypersensitive sense of smell. Standing by the matriarch's bed, beneath the scent of lilies and disinfectant, I caught the rotting sweetness of a rare neurotoxin hidden inside her silk pillow. The Linwoods were orchestrating a murder to frame me! Instead of waiting to be slaughtered, I ripped the deadly pillow apart and saved the old woman's life. Meeting the billionaire's shocked, analytical gaze, I stopped playing the terrified prey. "We go to City Hall, and we make this marriage legally binding." It was time to become the real Mrs. Norton and tear my adoptive family's perfect plan to shreds.
TAKEN BY THE DEVIL

TAKEN BY THE DEVIL

BLURB She is an orphan. She was collateral-payment for a debt her uncle never intended to repay. Dragged into Don Rossini's glittering casino as leverage, Cleopatra thought she had reached the depths of hell. Forced to undress and take her bathe before him, she is uncomfortable. Until the night rival gunfire shattered the empire and she ran straight into the arms of something far worse. Desperate and terrified, she collided with a powerful stranger in the chaos. Not knowing who he was, she begged him to save her-offering anything, everything, to escape Rossini's grasp. Valentine Corenza didn't save her. He claimed her. From that moment, there was no escape. No mercy. No choice. In the opulent cage of glass and steel, Valentine keeps her as his. His gaze follows her like a shadow, his touch brands her, his presence consumes her. The ruthless shadow king rules her world with ice in his veins and fire in his possession. She belongs to him now-body, soul, and every fractured breath. Cleopatra is no longer collateral. She is his obsession. His prize. His captive. He will burn empires to keep what is his. He would take anyone out including his own family in order to save her. She tries all she could to keep calm the storms in her chest whenever he stands close to her. And she has no option of ever leaving the devil who answered her plea. The only question left is how long it will take before the line between fear and forbidden desire completely disappears.
Voileting The Oath

Voileting The Oath

BLURB "Please don't stop, Doctor... fuck me harder. I need your cock so deep it ruins me." Nova Kane has it all, beauty, billions, and a flawless reputation as the ultimate heiress. But beneath the luxury lies a broken girl drowning in emptiness. Her powerful father is cold and controlling. Her mother hides a web of affairs. And Nova? She numbs the pain the only way she knows how with endless, reckless sex and frantic masturbation that leaves her raw but never satisfied. When a public scandal forces her into therapy, her father sends her to Dr. Elias Voss, the one man who is completely off-limits. Charming. Controlled. Forbidden. From the very first session, Nova turns her obsession on him. What starts as a game to seduce and break the ethical therapist quickly becomes something far more dangerous. She teases him with explicit confessions, spreads her legs in his office, and pushes every boundary until his iron control begins to crack. But as Nova uses Elias for the intense pleasure she craves, her world starts to crumble: She catches her boyfriend Marcus balls-deep in her best friend Jade. She uncovers her parents' sickening betrayals. Her perfect life explodes in lies, secrets, and humiliation. In the middle of the chaos, Nova realizes the man she started using purely for his cock and control is becoming the only person who truly sees her broken soul. Now she faces the ultimate dilemma: Continue hiding behind sex and lies... Or risk everything for the one forbidden man who could destroy both their lives? Violating the Oath a dark, addictive erotic romance filled with raw lust, devastating betrayals, forbidden passion, and the journey from using someone for sex... to falling dangerously in love.
Caged Love

Caged Love

The camera flashes were blinding, a storm of light. My fiancé, Ethan, stood at the podium, his hand clutching mine, whispering sweet nothings for the reporters. He declared his eternal love, sacrificing his ambitions for my "crippled" self, the pianist whose dream was tragically cut short. But an hour earlier, I'd overheard him and my best friend, Bella. "Her hands… are they permanently damaged?" Bella whispered. "Completely," Ethan confirmed, his voice chillingly cold. "The 'accident' was flawless. She\'s a cripple, Bella. You have nothing to worry about." My world shattered. The car crash, the botched surgery-all a meticulously planned lie. My supposed recovery was overseen by Dr. Ben, who had helped Ethan ensure I would never play again. I lay in a hospital bed, my bandaged hands a testament to their cruelty, left to grapple with the shocking betrayal. How could the man who promised me forever, the one I loved, orchestrated such a heinous plot? The deeper I looked, the more horrifying truths unravelled: I was drugged for months to appear unstable, and the tragic miscarriage I suffered wasn\'t natural-he had murdered our unborn child. The love I thought was real was a delusion, a carefully constructed cage. With nothing left to lose, and fueled by a cold, searing rage, I stopped merely existing. I was no longer a victim. I was a survivor, and I would make them pay. My escape wasn't just about leaving; it was about orchestrating their downfall, piece by agonizing piece.
The Blind Billionaire's Hidden Genius Wife

The Blind Billionaire's Hidden Genius Wife

My father didn’t look at me like a daughter; he looked at me like a bad loan he needed to settle. After five years of being nothing but a monthly expense on his ledger, I was shoved back into the Quinn mansion, smelling the expensive lavender that masked the rot beneath the floorboards. He slammed a prenuptial agreement onto the mahogany table and gave me a heartless ultimatum. "Sign it and marry Harrison Sterling, or I call the care facility in ten minutes and tell them to pull the plug on your mother's life support." My stepmother Lydia told me I should be grateful for this "future," while my stepsister Tiffany kicked a bag with her old, hideous wedding dress at my feet. They told me I was born for nothing but to pay off their debts. I was shipped off in the rain to the Sterling estate, a stone fortress where the housekeeper treated me like a servant and locked me in a pitch-black room. Inside, my new husband—a man rumored to be a blind, unstable monster—hurled a crystal glass at my head and tried to strangle me with his bare hands. I could feel the tremors in his grip and the sickly-sweet smell of neurotoxins on his breath. I realized then that Harrison wasn't the master of this house; he was a specimen in a jar, being systematically poisoned by his own family while cameras watched his every move. My own father had sold me into a death trap, thinking I was just a desperate girl with nowhere else to go. But they didn't know I had been living a double life as a medical prodigy who graduated from Johns Hopkins at nineteen. I pinned my "monster" husband to the floor, pulled a set of silver acupuncture needles from the hem of my dress, and made him a deal. "I’ll give you your eyes back, and in exchange, you help me burn both our families to the ground."
Trapped In The Reborn Billionaire's Embrace

Trapped In The Reborn Billionaire's Embrace

Dalton woke up drenched in cold sweat, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The room was dark, but the date on the nightstand screamed the truth: it was three years ago, the exact night his nightmare began. Beside him, Audriana was thrashing in a drug-induced fever, her body burning as she clawed at her blouse. The memory of her lifeless, broken body from his past life slammed into his skull, and the suffocating realization hit him—he had been given a second chance. But before he could even process the miracle, the bedroom door clicked. Chadwick Kowalski, the man who had ruined Audriana in his past life, was outside with a pack of paparazzi, shoving a cloned keycard into the lock, ready to capture her at her most vulnerable. I watched as the reporters burst in, cameras flashing, desperate to document her destruction. They pointed fingers, screaming that I had forced her, while Chadwick played the heartbroken boyfriend to perfection, his eyes gleaming with greed as he sold her out to a debt-ridden poker ring. How could he be so cruel? How could he trade the woman he claimed to love for a stack of cash? I looked at Audriana, trembling and terrified in my arms, and felt a cold, lethal rage turn my blood to ice. I stepped into the frame, my voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. "Audriana Christensen is my fiancée," I declared, silencing the room instantly. This time, the nightmare ends with me, and I will burn everything to the ground to keep her safe.
The Superstar's Obsession: My Unwanted Husband

The Superstar's Obsession: My Unwanted Husband

I am a D-list actress with a terrible reputation and thousands of haters. But my real nightmare started when I got blackout drunk in Vegas and woke up next to Evander Byers, the untouchable, scandal-free superstar. Before I could even find my clothes, our parents barged into the hotel suite with a wall of corporate lawyers. Evander, the supposed god of the entertainment industry, played the victim perfectly. "She dragged me in here last night. I couldn't stop her." Under the crushing threat of my father freezing my bank accounts and the lawyers protecting Evander's pure image, I was forced to sign a marriage contract. Now, this manipulative monster has moved into my penthouse, claiming his legal rights as my fiancé. He controls my space, suffocates me with his dark obsession, and watches my bank balance drop to zero. Everyone thinks he is a flawless angel, but I know he is just a hypocritical control freak. I refuse to be his prisoner. Desperate for cash and an escape route, I secretly signed a contract for a trashy reality dating show. I thought a closed set in Hawaii would be the perfect place to hide from him, make millions, and ruin my toxic ex on national television. I packed my bags, thinking I had outsmarted the devil. But I didn't know that Evander had just canceled his global tour to call the network executives. The ultimate predator just bought his way into the cast, ready to hunt his runaway fiancée in front of the whole world.