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"Why do you always look at me like that?" she whispered. "Because you're unlike anyone I've ever known," Damien replied, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. "Your presence is like a thorn in my side." Eira scoffed. “You're nothing but trouble, Damien. A brooding vampire with an ego the size of a castle. But you need me. Without me, you’ll be dead.” “I hate that," he admitted. She smirked. "Hate that you need me? So, what is it, Damien? A weakness you'd rather keep in the shadows?" Damien leaned in, his face dangerously close to hers, his gaze dropping to her lips. Eira's breath caught, her shock palpable. "I might need you, Eira, but I don’t want you," he said, his eyes betraying a desire he refused to acknowledge. "Remember that." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing there, her thoughts in turmoil and her lips tingling with the ghost of an almost-kiss. *** The Silverstone Pack is out for blood, determined to avenge their alpha's brutal murder. All eyes are on Damien, the prime suspect, who now lives in the shadows, focused on survival. His only goal is to stay one step ahead and keep himself well-fed. But everything changes when he encounters a girl who is mysteriously immune to his powers. In her, he finds a glimmer of hope he thought long lost. Eira, heartbroken from a recent breakup, unexpectedly crosses paths with Damien. Her confrontation with him quickly turns into a nightmare when she is taken captive. Damien, desperate and cornered, offers her a chilling deal: help him save himself, or face unimaginable suffering. With little choice, Eira agrees, setting off a chain of events that will forever change the course of her life.

“Those are divorce papers. Sign it,” He instructed, his voice cold as usual. I stared at the papers in shock and despite knowing the answer, I still asked. “Why?” “Because you aren't needed. I married you only because my father made it the only way to inherit his properties. I wasn't going to allow my hard work to go to the snake that is my younger brother and now that I've inherited almost everything, you're not needed.” “That is all I was?” I inquired knowing fully well his answer would hurt me but he didn't bother giving me an answer. “You'll be paid for your years as my bed warmer—” Bed warmer? “—and the moment my lawyer receives the signed document, you'll have the money sent to your card. In addition, you can stay here for an extra month.” I smiled through gritted teeth. “Fine. A hundred and thirty thousand grand is all I need.” “You can get more.” “I need just the amount I specified and don't worry, I'll sign right now. Just send the money now,” I told him before signing the document and handing it to him. *** After Shawna ends her loveless marriage she finds out that she's pregnant for her ex-husband. Now she has to figure out how to take care of herself, her kids, and her sick mother. When Damien comes back into her life and is willing to share her burden and take care of her. Will she forgive him and come back to him after everything he has put her through?

''I know what your job is, to make rich people fall for you.'' He smirked, taking a sip of his wine and sitting in front of me while I sat obediently. ''Then why did you try to come close to me when I'm such a horrible person.'' I tried not to cry, my heart was in pain.''Tell me what kind of girl falls for her boss' boyfriend? the boss who has helped her this much?'' it was a shame, I was guilty and ashamed but I wasn't the only one who was at fault, he did it.''You forced me to be in rel---,'' My words were left in my mouth when he crackled a laugh. ''You believe that?'' there was this smile on his face, making me sick in my stomach. ''Honestly speaking, you were just a bet.'' his words shook the world from under my feet. All this time, I was just a bet? he made me change myself to worse for him, he made me do so many regrettable things, including having an affair with my boss' bf and It was just a bet? I didn't wait to hear any further, marching towards the door I just wanted to escape but he has some wicked plans waiting for me.''Not so soon Kathleen.'' his voice dreaded me to turn and look at him. There was another guy with him, ''you asked for her?'' he gestured towards me. ''Yeah, she escaped from me.'' I recognized his voice, my heart was trembling with fear. I've run so fast to escape from this guy and Ryker just did the worst for me.''Well, she is all yours because I'm bored of her,'' Ryker announced, narrowing his eyes like a monster.

“Do I want a taste?” his voice deeper than he had ever spoken. His eyes pinned on me like I was the only thing that fascinated him. “What do I do?” I thought to myself as he moved closer to me, I wanted to run away, to resist him but I was pinned to the wall by him. “Gosh I hate this man so much” his scent, his body, his beautiful green eyes, he was driving me crazy. I know this is wrong, he has a fiancee and all but that makes me want him even more. “Get on the bed and spread your legs” his cold voice woke me up and then I remembered I was just a maid to him. “Yes master”.

"Wearing a skirt so short, Ms Katz... is not allowed in my building," he said with sternness in his tone."But sir- I've spilt coff...." her respective voice was interrupted by the arrogant boss, "Whatever the reason is, Ms Katz. Go home and change the dress then come back to work." with that he focused his attention at his laptop.She, with a clenched jaw, turned to leave his cabin when his deep voice lingered in her ear saying, "Oh and you will work extra hours today.""But sir-...." there was no way in hell he was letting her complete the sentence when he again interrupted her, "You're wasting time, Ms Katz. The extra hours are for the time I'm giving you to go to your apartment and change your dress."Darby Rothschilds had everything he's ever wanted. He has every reason to be the arrogant man that he is. But he has some secrets... secrets which are meant to be carried to graves only.Alexandra Katz, a young girl who just finished highschool and in desperate need of a job. What if she finally got a job in a multinational firm named as Rothschilds Corporations and became the secretary of the very own Darby.There was something about her... Alexandra... if only he could know that she was the cure of his cursed life.

"You think you can just leave without a trace after what happened that night?" His hands pinned her arms above her head, his piercing blue eyes boring into hers. "W-what do you mean?" she stuttered, his scent reminding her of that night—the night that had changed her life completely. "What do I mean? Are you seriously asking me that, woman? If your brain can't recall how we burned together on that bed, how about I remind you right here?" His face was dangerously close as he growled into her ear. Her eyes widened. He meant it. Every single word. He was the king of the entertainment world, after all. "Let me go," she demanded stubbornly, her voice barely audible. He let out a low, dark chuckle that sent a chill down her spine. "Let you go? Oh, I'll let you go, Tatiana. But not until you understand the consequences of crossing paths with me." •••••••••• In the world of the entertainment industry, we see constant change and creativity. Trends come and go, as do collaborations between artists and producers. This world can make anyone wish to be a part of it—it is said to be inspiring and enjoyable... Meanwhile, that's only on the surface. The same world is filled with deceit, betrayal, fake love, ruthless competition, toxic fans who could ruin you, suicide, and dissatisfaction... This world is mostly dominated by men. How can a woman, hurt by this world, face it—especially when she had a night and her life tangled with the king of them all?

Book Two of the Fated Series picks up six months later. Alpha Dante Rosenthall has recently taken over for his father as Alpha of the Shadow Falls pack. He is known by everyone as a just leader who will fight for his pack until his very last breath if need be. However, there is still something missing from his life. He does not know what it is but knows that he will never be whole without it. Ziyah Trelinin is Light Fae who was born from a powerful lineage of Protector Fae. She was held captive for thirty-seven years by Dark Fae. Being tortured day in and day out without fail threatens to fracture her mind as much as it fractured her body. She is aided in escaping them by a musical voice she hears in her head for the very first time. It tells her that it is time to go to her destiny and that he can protect her. She escapes but is soon being followed by the enemy. She used to long for death but now longs for one chance to actually live and remember what freedom feels like. Ziyah makes it to the border of Shadow Falls but is severely attacked by wolves working for the Dark Fae. The enemy will stop at nothing to get her back but are not the only threat. Dante uncovers a plot and secret alliance that can destroy everything his people have fought hard for. Ziyah has scars that most cannot see but Dante does. His gift allows him to see inside– her pain, fears, and memories. Can he help her heal enough to let him into her heart? The most important question is simple. How far are you willing to go to protect the one you love?

HIGHLY RATED(18+) Author's warnings: THIS BOOK MAY CONTAIN HIGHLY SEXUAL CONTENT, ABUSE, ILLEGAL ACTIONS AND DEATH. IF YOU CANT WITHSTAND ANY OF THIS MENTIONED ABOVE, KINDLY PASS BECAUSE IT'S NOT FOR SOFT-HEARTED. ------------------------------ "I own this hotel, so don't ask. But I did enjoy your moan last night, and you will be rewarded for putting up with my brother that night." Leonardo stated, placing one hand on the wall and leaning down to her eye level. "What do you want from me?" Isabella's voice quivered with fear as she inquired. "Isn't it obvious Isabella?" he asked before continuing. "Your pussy plumpkin," he stated confidently. "What more can I request, if not for those wet, silky partings right between your thighs?" He smirked, sending a chill down her spine. He leans close to her face, just an inch away. “Can you be able to give that to me, plumpkin?" He asked cockily, staring at her with hunger, as if he yearned for her intensely. Of course, his whole body system was burning for her, but despite his overwhelming desire, he restrained himself, maintaining boundaries cause he wouldn’t want to forcefully take advantage of her. He aimed to make her crave him and beg to have him, and once he had her beneath him, with his cock thrusting deep into her sweet, tiny little hole, he would make sure to dominate her completely, breaking her and leaving her shattered at his will.

After a tragic accident left Emily Yates without her memories, she fell in love with her savior, Justin Yates, unaware that he was hiding the truth and using her as a stand-in for his first love. For three long years, Emily poured everything into the relationship, hoping he would love her back. But on the day Justin proposed, he held his "one true love" in his arms and left Emily stranded on a foreign street, still expecting her to remain his secret mistress. Emily decided she would no longer be his stand-in. She ripped up the contract, kicked Justin out of her life, and hid her pregnancy before faking her death. When word of her death reached Justin, his world shattered. He fell gravely ill, barely clinging to life. Five years later, they crossed paths again. Emily had risen to fame as a renowned painter and jewelry designer, while Justin had swallowed his pride, now shamelessly chasing after her. “Emily, I know I messed up. Please, don’t leave me,” he begged, desperation in his voice. “Emily, can’t you just look at me, not other men? “Emily, I’ll be your model. Come over tonight and paint me, please? “Emily… Emily… My wife…” Emily’s fury boiled over. “Get lost! Who said I was your wife?” But Justin clung to her, refusing to let go, acting shamelessly. “I don’t care. You promised to marry me before, so that makes you my wife. “I don’t care! I don’t care!” he repeated.

(Previously called His Own Undoing) "You really think I'm playing around?" He grounds out me through gritted teeth and he takes a step closer and I begin to move back. "I gave you a strict instruction and you disobeyed, you chose to rebel." There is about one zillion comeback running through my head, but my brain only focuses on the man whose green eyes has somehow turn into black because he's mad at me. "Do you know what happens to rebellious people?" I keep moving back until my back hit the wall and I hiss out in frustration. I swallow hard and try not to look at him, pissing him off would be a good thing when we aren't the only ones in the whole house. "Do you?!" He demands with a roar. "No, I don't. Tell me." I say, hiding the trembling of my voice as I look up at him. He takes a firm step close to stand intimately close to me, his height making me feel like a little child. "They get punished." And for the first time in the last five to six-minute, I see his green eyes instead of black ones looking into mine with lust and my brain go blank for a second and I have to shake it to restart it. Even I can't deny the intense feeling I have been having, I don't want to be in denial any more. I do want to be close to him and as much as it scares me, it draws me in to know more. "Then punish me." ***** The arrangement was, I get to meet her, propose to her, we get married as that would create a stronger bond between the two business associates, bringing us together as a family. Falling in love with her personal assistant was never part of the arrangement.