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He’s a cowboy. He’s a billionaire. And he’s forbidden. Buck Danilo Taylor-Pereira was born into two worlds: The dust and grit of his father Billie Bob’s cowboy empire, and the billions of his father Benedito’s global legacy. He’s gorgeous. Dangerous. And the kind of man who makes you forget your own name with one smile. Now he’s my boss. And I’m his new PA. The one rule? Don’t fall for him. Too late. Because when Buck looks at me like I’m the only thing that matters, and his heart is at war with his name... I have to decide if I’m worth a scandal. Will the cowboy play it safe, or start the most dramatic chapter the Taylor-Pereira family has ever seen? Book Two of the 'His' Series Read His Cowboy first for the beginning of this epic love story.

P.S; my first published story;-) "I don't know....I panicked,guilt is eating at me" he frowned at my words before speaking up softly "we're cool,it was a fucking mistake so let it go" " you don't get it we can't be cool" I replied shaking my head. We can't be cool because of your girlfriend "expanciate" he demanded "you'll want this eventually" soon enough he closed the distance between us standing right in my space making me shrink into the wall closing my eyes with his minty scent scrambling my brain "you don't know what I want" After a simple life with her aunt in England far from the darkness that seemed to engulf her,Camille Morgan comes back to Los Angeles for a smooth college life with her friends and no drama but that all comes to an end as she encounters Andre Makeila, a hotshot model she adore....her idol. things don't go all rosy with him as expected, events drift them apart and bring them together, brewing complicated feelings. she begins to tread and discovers his darkest secret of the past...... Maybe even darker than hers. Can they ever truly be free of their cruel pasts and embrace their future?

~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

Raye is just ordinary girl living on the steets of big city with only a few friends trying to survive every day. She is cautious and not trusty knowing how much people can be dangerous and vile. What happens when she meet handsome stranger one night 'cos love is the last thing on her list? Is she strong enough to resist especially knowing he is not trustworty and loyal? Can you fight love and win?

[WARNING: MATURED CONTENT (R18)] Penelope Anderson, long past the age society deems “marriageable” and burdened by rumor, devotes herself to securing a perfect match for her younger sister after experiencing an unsuccessful courtship. Everything proceeds as planned until Lord Anthony Ravenport, a notorious rake she once met under scandalous circumstances, becomes her sister’s most promising suitor. Though Penelope knows he is dangerously unsuitable, his status makes him impossible to refuse. As tensions rise, so does an undeniable attraction between Penelope and Anthony, one that threatens to ruin not only her sister’s future, but the fragile reputation of their entire family. *** “Why do you despise me so much that you consider everything I do unworthy of your blessings!” he demanded, eyes bright with frustration and restrained fury. “Because you are unworthy of one!” she yelled back, her gaze holding the same frustration as his. “You’re unworthy to be a husband, unworthy of my sister, unworthy of love, unworthy of everything! Your presence is only making things worse for Franseca,” “And your presence isn’t?!” he spat back, his composure gradually dwindling as seconds passed. “Just because you think you’re better off unmarried doesn’t make her one. She shows interest in me as much as I do her!” “Oh, is that so?” She countered, mockery and disbelief laced in her tone. “I know men like you. And men like you thrive on pity and selfishness, believing women to be nothing else but breeders and assets! How dare you speak of interest when all you think of is what benefit my sister possesses!” “I know women like you,” he retorted, keeping his voice likewise. “Women whose conclusions are based on personal grudges. Women who are blinded by rage, envy, and jealousy, disguised under safety. Women whose hearts are hardened by grief and sorrow, and all they can think of is affecting other people’s lives!” “How dare you,” Penelope seethed, expression cold in fury and her gaze heated in cold rage. No one has ever talked to her the way he did, and it annoyed her to such an extent that she could barely recognize herself anymore. “Oh, are you pained?” he snorted, mockery plastered in his expression. They were so close, so improperly close that their breath fanned against each other, eyes brightened in rage, chest rising and falling from such pressure. But neither of them seemed to realize. “You are… insufferable!” She spat. “And you’re… aggravating!” he returned, hot breath matching hers, as their chest rose and fell in exasperation. For a moment, the world revolved around heated glares and venomous expressions. Finally, those pair of grey eyes left the storm of dark-brown ones, descending on her lips that were only an inch away. Sensing his diverted attention, her breath stuttered in response, eyes descending against those inviting lips in return. Penelope’s heart raced wildly, breath puffing furiously as she swallowed the lump down her throat, unconsciously wetting her lips. “S-Stay away… from my sister,” She said, words barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, echoing in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy. His eyes darkened as they remained on those inviting lips. “You’ll be the end of me,” he whispered back. And in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed against hers. *** PS: BASED ON HISTORICAL SETTINGS AND TIMELINE. #Slowburnromance #enemiestolovers A/N: There will be slow updates for now, until I conclude “Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin”. Although this is my entry for WSA 2026. Thank you for trying this out!

Julian Winslow, the leader of the Winslow Conglomerate, appears gentle and refined on the outside, but is in fact scheming and cold-blooded. Sam Hughes, an orphan abandoned by her family, is a social butterfly in high society, flitting among numerous men, yet never giving her heart away. His encounter with her was a twist of fate, an inescapable destiny. He married her, pampered her, and spoiled her. He meticulously plotted every step against her, exhausting all schemes and vowing to lock her by his side, even going so far as to use their child as bait to trap her. Then came the night his first love and Sam were taken by the same kidnappers, and Julian had to choose. He chose his first love. Sam and her captors went over the edge of a cliff. When he heard the news of her death, his gentle and refined face remained calm and composed, and he only said 2 words: "I know." But did he? Did he really know what he had just lost — or what was coming next?

To get revenge on her scumbag ex, Anne Sutton goes to take care of the frail and sickly young master of the Fawcett family, who is not expected to live long. The Fawcett family says her mission in marrying Mr. Fawcett is just to bear him a child before he dies. After getting married, Anne Sutton spends every day counting down until she becomes a widow. And fantasizes about inheriting a fortune worth billions. However, after the child is born, Mr. Fawcett shows no signs of dying. Their child is old enough to go to school, and Anne Sutton suddenly realizes, hmm, how is my sickly husband getting more and more lively and energetic? Has she been tricked?

After three years of marriage, they continued to treat each other with mutual respect. Following their divorce, he transformed into someone obnoxiously insistent. Yet Norris Moore sneered, "Get lost, I'd marry anyone but you!"

His free hand strayed. They burned as they slid across my waist. And higher. Dangerously close to the under curve of my breast. “The thing with girls like you, Maisie, is that you think all you need to fix to be picked is your appearance. I don’t doubt that bedding you would make for great entertainment, but you’ll never be the type of woman men want to keep. The kind to be made Luna. You’re the kind that’s only good enough to be used and discarded, but never good enough to be chosen.” *** After getting rejected by her mate, Cole Hayes, the future Alpha of the pack, and nearly losing her life from the pain of it, Maisie Adams and her best friends concoct a fail safe plan to get back at him and save her from dying. Phase I: Get a make over and become the hottest thing in Ashfall. Phase II: Make out with a hot stranger. Phase III: Get a boyfriend, someone hotter, someone older, and lose your V-card. Phase IV: Get Cole Hayes to apologize. Phase V: Reject Cole Hayes. What they do not, however, account for is Cole Hayes falling for Maisie and being unable to let her go. Even worse, they sure as hell couldn’t have known Maisie would catch the attention of the four Lycan royals at the academy and accidentally bond with them!

A story about a young woman who faces the world from her childhood till the day she parted and her journey to seek the truth. Facing obstacles throughout her journey, and the curse that she had to endure lead her to a prophecy about the world fate that lies within the hand of a child who was born in ominous circumstances. Trying to change fate and to saved her loved ones made her lose everything she held dear in her heart... What will she do? Who shall she trust? ... ... This story was previously published in wattpad. Please feel free to contact me if there are any questions.

Genres Mafia | Crime | Dark Drama | Family Drama | Psychological | Thriller | Power & Conflict | Mystery Main Genres: Mafia Crime Drama Family Psychological Thriller( 25+ ) Today, the entire mafia family has gathered for a family reunion. Alexander's son, Olga's father, along with her uncles, aunts, cousins, and other family members, are all present. As Alexander sits on the couch, smoking his usual cigarette with a cold, emotionless expression, Olga enters the grand hall. Every eye turns toward her. Her appearance and growth immediately catch everyone's attention. Alexander slowly lifts his gaze and fixes his terrifying eyes on Olga. He silently studies her face and notices how much she has changed since their last family gathering. The entire room falls silent. No one dares to interrupt him or make a careless move. Finally, Alexander takes a long drag from his cigarette and speaks in his deep, gravelly voice. "So..." A tense silence fills the grand hall as everyone waits to hear what the ruthless mafia patriarch will say next.

18+ READERS ONLY: This story contains explicit sexual content, dark romance, force proximity, Morally grey hero, strong languages, crime investigation, action, forbidden love and enemies-to-lovers power imbalance. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED SYNOPSIS They say the enemy of my enemy is my friend but what happens when that friend becomes an enemy you cannot escape? Fiona Brett's rise as a promising actress is abruptly derailed when her parents, desperate to save the family from financial ruin, accept a marriage proposal on her behalf from a man she barely knows. Forced to shoulder the burden of her family’s survival, Fiona is compelled to sacrifice her own dreams. Seeking solace, she turns to the love of her life, Alexander only to discover him entangled with her own sister. Betrayed and heartbroken, Fiona meets a tragic end at the hands of those she trusted most. But fate gives her a second chance. Reborn on the very day everything fell apart, Fiona awakens with a burning resolve: revenge. Determined to reclaim her life, she strikes a dangerous deal with her fiancé, a pact laced with thorns and unforeseen consequences. As her past wounds begin to heal, Fiona finds her heart ensnared deeper than ever by Manson’s dangerous game yet even he is unaware that he, too, has been caught in its snare. Together, they step into a world far darker than Fiona could have imagined: a world of deception, hidden truths, ruthless manipulators, and long-burried sins. She soon realizes that the game she thought was hers alone is far larger than any personal vengeance, orchestrated by forces far beyond Manson, herself, or any other player. In a tangled web of greed, betrayal, and power, one question remains: who will emerge victorious?

Bettete is no ordinary girl—she's a hybrid, a rare being with DNA that makes her a target in a world divided by supernatural loyalties. Hunted and mistrusted, she’s spent her life hiding in the shadows, haunted by the fear that no one could ever understand or protect her. Until she meets Igor. Igor is everything Bettete has been taught to fear: a powerful werewolf with a past shrouded in mystery. But behind his fierce exterior is a boy who offers her the one thing she’s never dared to hope for—safety. As the walls around her heart begin to crumble, Bettete finds herself drawn to Igor, trusting and loving him in a way she’s never done to anyone before. But their fragile connection is shattered when Bettete uncovers a horrifying truth: Igor’s parents are the people that have sworn have her dead. Torn between the love she’s found and the danger she can’t escape, Bettete must decide if Igor is her greatest ally or her deadliest enemy. As secrets unravel and betrayal looms, their bond is tested in ways neither could have imagined. In a world where bloodlines dictate loyalty, can love overcome the scars of betrayal—or will their connection be the catalyst for their destruction?

Married to a feared Lord of Sin, a witch must survive his hunger and unravel the truth about his power and her own destiny. Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!! Bullied, unwanted and neglected all her life, Theodora thought only one thing could make her regain her honour - Win the blood Tournament and Gain her father's favour as his heir. But things don't go as planned. Instead, her father rewards her victory with a sentence far worse than death: Betrothal to Cain Pendragon, the ruthless Dark Alpha King whose names alone makes the whole realm tremble. Refusing to become a pawn in a monster's game, Theo disappears. Her refuge is Gravemont Academy - an elite all- male training academy where the weak is trampled upon, and heirs are forged into Kings. With the help of her best friend, Eric, whom she is hopelessly in love with, she disguises herself as her cousin and Joins the Academy. The intention was to lay low, but not when she was paired with a Dark-eyed roommate, Hezekiah Pendragon, the son of Cain and Eric's big brother. He reeks of sin and violence, with a lethal promise in his gaze. And of course, Sylas Veylor - her Homeroom professor with piercing blue eyes, with a deadly calm and shadows darker than anyone could decipher. Now, she's stuck between the both of them, trying to hide not just her secret identity but an even darker secret of hers that could shatter bloodlines, ignite war, and without a doubt, change the fate of the werewolf realm! And the Dark Alpha is closer than she thinks. Much closer. Excerpt from the book: Zeke's voice dropped to barely a whisper. "You think your heart belongs to Eric…" His thumb brushed the edge of her pillow, so close to her cheek his knuckles grazed her breath, "…but your heart hasn't met me properly yet," Theo's throat bobbed. "I'm not giving you up, Hellcat. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not until you look at me, really look at me, and your heart says my name," Her lips parted, and a shaky breath escaped. Zeke straightened slightly but he didn't step back, "I won't touch you without permission anymore, and I won't force anything," He swallowed hard, his eyes burning with a lethal promise, "But mark my words Hellcat, the day I catch you staring at me the same way you look at Eric, or i sniff a whisper of my name in your mind, I will let loose and god helps anyone who gets in my way," He exhaled softly. "And trust me, Hellcat…" His orange eyes glowed faintly, his wolf shimmering beneath the surface, "…you will," Another Excerpt from the book: Something fluttered in her chest and she slowly looked up at him with trembling eyes. Sylas looked back at her, "I've never wanted anything more. I know I'm older—far older," he said, his voice low and steady, like he was confessing a sin he had no intention of repenting for, "but that changes nothing for me." Theo's heartbeat stuttered again. Sylas took one step and faced her properly, "When I'm with you," he continued, "The chaos stops. The noise stops and the world stops trying to tear itself apart," His eyes stared into hers, open and unflinchingly honest, "You are the first thing in a very long time that doesn't feel like a war," Theo's breath hitched, and his voice deepened with a quiet tremor beneath the calm, "Do you know what that means for a man like me?" Her throat tightened and she shook her head. "It means I'm already ruined," You can also read my Other books... His Majesty's Bride ( Highly Recommended) Moonfire Bride ( Revenge/ Weak and deeply mistreated to Absolute badass, cold and Vengeful female lead. Also highly recommended)

Hello guys, I'm back again with another new book.The storyline is same as the original book of "Ang mutya ng Section-e" but there will be major twists every scene. I hope you gonna like it!!

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

2006. A girl in Japan takes on the role of a saviour, turning into a vigilante of the night and using her telepathy for the greater good. 1990. A dangerous man who can kill with a single touch is released from prison to protect the new heir to the throne of England. 2037. The son of the Don is looking to stop the mafia, with the help of a young detective and a man looking for revenge on his heels. 2190. The world is in ruins and the only one who can change that is the one whose ancestors destroyed it in the first place. 1964. A native woman in America who has lived her whole life in solitude finally emerges, but only to stop the ones who made her from making others. 2013. She who connects them all must first wait, but how long can she twiddle her thumbs before their worlds collide?