Just Let Me In

Having a mate was every she-wolves’ dream and November was one of them. Imagine her surprise when she found him, the Alpha of his pack was his mate. She was happy, and her excitement of creating her own fairy tale would start with her mate. She thought everything would be okay, but then her Alpha rejected her, claiming another she-wolf as his mate leaving her devastated and with a broken heart and wolf. For two years, November endured the pain inflicted by the rejection, and every time Knox mated his chosen Luna. And with the help of Wolfnip, she temporarily forgot her pain despite the side effects of the drug. Little did she know, the drug dealer had his eyes on her. His golden yellow eyes focused on her and her alone. Imagine her shock when this man appeared in her pack’s clinic when she was about to give in to death claiming he’d help her to fix her and accept him as her new mate… Will this man be able to fix her broken heart and body? Or was it too late for him? Will November hand her heart or choose to lock it to prevent anyone from hurting her again?

Lara Via Smith was in love with Cole Aiden Miller, the cold and heartless man. She confessed her feelings on her debut day. He was her last dance, and he broke her heart. It was their first and last dance It would be the last time she would take a glance For the man she loved for a long time, she'll give up for taking another chance.

"You want revenge? I can help you with that, but you have to marry me." Trapped in a nightmare marriage, Selena Brown's world shatters when she discovers her husband’s affair with her best friend for years, who’s now carrying his child. Desperate for answers, she tracks down her best friend’s alleged fiancé, only to find Henry Scott, a ruthless billionaire, who claims he’s never even met her best friend before. Driven by betrayal, Selena and Henry strike a dangerous deal: a marriage of convenience to take down their enemies. But as sparks ignite and secrets unravel, their revenge pact becomes something far more dangerous, an irresistible passion neither of them can deny. When love and vengeance collide, can they trust each other or will betrayal destroy them both? “You can have my husband, Sandra. But don’t worry, I married yours. And unlike you, I don't cheat. I upgrade.”

Olivia and Carl establish a pattern of behavior at the dinner table, and one more powerful in bed since the same night they met. Meeting at the usual restaurant every Friday night, they don't know each other's lives, what they do for a living, they don't know last names, or if they have someone waiting for them at home. They don't send text messages or calls either, just throw a new proposal on the mattress to be lovers once again and again. Everything is perfect between them, what could go wrong?

I’ve always been the unwanted child—the invisible one. The rebel no one ever tried to understand. And yet, I never resented my perfect, beloved sister. All I ever wanted was for her to be happy. But one cruel twist of fate—and a devastating betrayal by someone I trusted—changed everything. I woke up in a stranger’s bed, losing the one thing I had guarded so carefully. Back then, I thought that was my greatest loss. I was wrong. Because not long after, my sister introduced me to her fiancé. And the man standing in front of me… was the same stranger from that night. Now he haunts me—day and night, in my dreams and in my waking hours. And just when I start to believe the nightmare might finally fade with the dawn, Alan walks back into my life. This time, he has no intention of letting me forget. Not the insult I dealt him. …or that one unforgettable night.

Dulcenea Mara Grange, born without some one in her side since the day that she was born. She was an orphan, someone sees her outside the orphanage, in a rainy night. The woman took her, and carried her inside. Since then, Dulcenea grew up on the side of the Mothers who's taking over the orphanage. Life is almost fine, but it's full of surprises. The orphanage, got burnt. All of the people inside died. Luckily, Dulcenea survived. But all of them left her, she's alone again. For her, there's no since of living in this globe anymore. That's why she decide to ruin her life. Many mens are chasing her, some of them are the boss that she deceived. Dulcenea had this very enchanting beauty that maybe no one can surpass. That's why it's easy for her to make them fall for her, and use their money to buy all what she wants. She's done beings chased by them. That's why she decide to end her life. Dulcenea, is alone. No one left for her, there's no sense of living anymore. When she's about to commit the suicide, a beggar suddenly approach her. Saying such mysterious and unbelievable things that make her cringe. Is this the really end for her? What if there's something more bigger than she expect? Can she handle it? In this world, nothing is sure. We can't tell if we won't try.

She’d built two years of walls and he dismantled them in one evening. He didn’t announce himself. He never had to. The last person she expected walked in like he was exactly where he was supposed to be. Halle hadn’t seen Adrian Vale in two years. Two years of carefully avoiding his name in conversations, his face on screens, and the memory of waking up in his bed, fully dressed, completely alone, and somehow disturbed by that, than if anything had actually happened. Then he showed up to her best friend’s wedding like he owned the place. He reached over her shoulder, lifted the glass of champagne from her hand without spilling a single drop, brought it slowly to his lips, held her gaze the entire time and had the absolute nerve to look good doing it. Adrian Vale didn’t do anything halfway. He never needed to raise his voice because the room already belonged to him. He never reached for things…things simply found their way into his hands. Including, apparently, her. On a moonlit dance floor, his hand slid warm and certain up her spine, his forehead dropped to hers in the dark, and he said the thing that short-circuits every rational thought in her head. “You’re the only thing I’d let ruin me.” He pulled her in for a kiss, close enough to feel his breath, close enough to lose her mind completely, and then he pulled away. Leaving her wanting. He calls her starlight like it’s a secret only he gets to keep. And Halle is so embarrassingly, helplessly gone for him. The ones who make you forget your own name? Those are the ones worth ruining yourself for.

Jika pria memiliki sebutan 'caligynephobia' untuk ketakutan mereka terhadap wanita cantik. Lantas mengapa wanita tidak diberi sebutan untuk ketakutan yang serupa? Kehidupan sekolah Eritha yang seharusnya dipenuhi romansa, kini harus terganggu dengan trauma yang bahkan tidak memiliki nama tersebut. Ia akan pusing, mual bahkan pingsan jika berdekatan dengan pria yang ideal pada pemandangannya. Bahkan ia langsung terbaring pingsan ketika ia memulai kehidupan barunya dan mendapatkan pernyataan cinta dari seorang pria sombong bernama Arlando. Kenapa pria itu terus mengikutinya setelah terus menerus membuatnya pingsan? Bagaimana jika semua orang tahu trauma yang sudah susah payah ia rahasiakan? Apapun yang terjadi, kami harus berjarak!

Rachel Shine Arcena, a girl who is as bright as her namesake, experiences a life that suggests otherwise. Dahil sa kahirapan ay napilitan siyang magsakripisyo para may makain ang kaniyang pamilya; dahil dito ay nawalan na siya ng oras para sa sarili. Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari ay nakilala niya si Linderio Kryz Santos, isang masiyahing binata na walang hangad ku'ndi ang maging masaya ang mga tao na nasa paligid niya. Binago niya ang pananaw ng dalaga sa pagmamahal, at tinuruan niya itong buksan ang puso sa pagmamahal. He showed her his own definition of love, even though the world is against them. They still fight for what they deserve. They still strive to make it happen.

“Last chance to say no or else you’re going to take every inch of my dick and fuck you until your cunt is so swollen and sensitive for the rest of the week ,” He said, voice dark and frayed. I stared at his dick and really failed to say no. He was so thick,  so veiny and his pink head was glistening with a thick bead of pre-cum. This was forbidden , he was step brother but I couldn't say no. Instead I spread my legs wider, letting him see everything. My cunt was a mess. Soaked and embarrassingly drenched. The lips were swollen and parted on their own, flushed dark pink and the entrance itself was fluttering helplessly, clenching around nothing, begging to be filled, to be stretched around that monstrous thickness until I couldn’t think straight.