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"You're unfit to marry my daughter!" Max's mother-in-law raged. "You don't even have a job and you think you'll be able to take care of my daughter, you useless human!" ---- Max was abused by his mother-in-law for being a useless loser. He has neither money nor power which was the most basic thing and was considered a loser. What nobody knew was that he was the heir of the Darkwood family, the most powerful and prominent family in the northeast. --- "Young master, the master of the family asked us to bring you back, he'll kill us if you don't go back with us." A row of men in suits bowed as they said in unison to Max. "Tell him I'm no son of his," Max growled ignoring the men. ---- But with the life of his foster mother in line and the safety of his wife who had cared for him on the line, would Max accept the huge inheritance awaiting him at home despite the anonymity between him and his father?

When Rodney Nelson's rich deadbeat father appeared after seventeen years of no show, it was not for a happy family reunion. He came to take something from him and wouldn't accept no for an answer. When the billionaire drug Lord took more than he wanted from his dirt poor son, Rodney swore to get revenge.

Andrew, Breakthrough, began when he decided to let go and face his miserable life. But,his life wasn't miserable after all. As he was the heir to the demigod of wealth. Dive into this soul captivating story to learn more. I hope you would enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. Daily update.

She was looking for the perfect spot to build her tent to sleep over for one night. And the place she found is surrounded by tall trees that the fireflies chose to rest. But a scent of Sandal wood mixed with mint entered her nostrils and make her knees become weak. Elijah Suarez, the college student who doesn't know that the half blood that flowing inside her veins is actually from werewolves is now experiencing her first ever blood heat. "Your scent, I like your scent." The voice from behind together with the thick scent that is now surrounding her entire body makes her mind blank. She saw a man with golden eyes, sweating all over his body and has a.. Tail?! Dwine Frost, A dominant alpha who are having his dangerous first ever rut inside the mountain thought he was going to die. Being a purebred werewolf who can't find his mate because of the so called soul link. If he experienced his first rut without his soul link mate, he's going to die. Two souls meet inside the mountain under the red blood moon. Helping each other to subdue their sexual desires, bodies become one while the fireflies dancing above them. There is one problem, Dwine Frost, after his rut. Actually can't remember what happened when he wakes up in the next morning. Only the scent of vanilla mixed with Rose and orange left in his body. Who was it? Who is the one who helped him to overcome his rut? No, rather. Who saved him?

Harry Solomon thought his wedding day would finally prove his worth to his family. Instead, he stood alone at the altar while his bride rushed to his brother's hospital bedside. "Where the hell are you?" Mona's voice cut through the phone like ice. "Frank is in the hospital and you're nowhere to be found!" "I'm at the church! It's our wedding day, Mona!" Harry's voice cracked with desperation. "It's just a wedding—delaying it doesn't matter, but Frank's condition can't wait!" For twenty-four years, Harry had been the forgotten son—the one who disappeared as a child, the one who returned to find his place taken by his "perfect" brother Frank. Every achievement stolen, every relationship destroyed, every moment of happiness crushed under the weight of a family that never wanted him back. But when Frank's "dying wish" becomes marrying Harry's fiancée, and the family demands Harry sacrifice his very heart to save his brother, Harry discovers the ultimate betrayal: it's all been a lie. "You want my heart?" Harry's voice turned cold. "Don't you realize that would kill me too?" "Frank needs that heart more than you do," his father replied without hesitation. Bleeding out in a warehouse, abandoned by everyone he'd tried to love, Harry makes a desperate wish on a shooting star. When he wakes up six years in the past, he has one chance to rewrite his story—and this time, he's done being the family sacrifice. Sometimes the only way to save yourself is to lose everything.

Belladonna Carabell Brown is weird. She lives the life of a maniac and has powers she can't explain. Blood makes her happy. Killing fulfills her. Her life has been nothing but horror and sorrow. She doesn't believe in a happy ending. Does that even exist? What happens when Bella gets entangled with the same gender she loathes the most? A man who bears the name of her arch nemesis? What happens when the only feeling she hates experiencing becomes the only thing she gets to experience each time she encounters him? Her pussy pulsates, her body heats up and her wetness drips at a mere glance at him. Gosh, she hates the feeling but can her heart keep her away from the wants of her betraying body? Will she give in to her body's desire or allow her taste for blood to overcome her? Who is Bella? Is she truly human or is there a name for her? Who is the man? Is he really who he poses to be? Find out this and more in this thrilling suspense-filled novel.

In the underworld of ruthless power and unforgiving loyalty, I made an oath that would bind me for life—a blood oath sealed by vengeance, desire, and a woman who became my most dangerous weakness. They call me a monster, a king in a kingdom built on violence and fear. But I never asked for this life. I only wanted to survive. Then she walked into my world—fiery, untamed, and brimming with secrets. Our bond was meant to be temporary. A flash marriage. A simple alliance in a world where trust is a currency no one dares to spend. But with her, everything changed. The Mafia doesn’t forgive, and neither do I. She’ll learn that soon enough as I drag her through a storm of betrayal, bloodshed, and passion she never expected. Our marriage may have been a lie, but my hunger for her is very real. Now, we’re both trapped by an oath we can't escape, each step we take pulling us deeper into a world that only one of us will survive. And in the end, the savage honor I live by might just be the death of us both.

Elara has survived a whole year in the dragon king's palace being invisible, just another servant in a kingdom were dragons rule and humans serve. But her whole life is turned upside down when she's reassigned to the King's private chambers. Draeven Thorne, an ancient, arrogant and insatiable dragon who's bedded thousands, yet the touch of this trembling girls makes him feel something he's never felt in his 3000 years of existence: The fated bond's pull. Elara feels it too, a dangerous heat she can't explain. So she does what any sane person would do, She runs. Big mistake. Dragons love a chase and Draeven Thorne always catches his prey. But Elara isn't just a servant, she's something else entirely and as she begins to uncover what she truly is she's caught in a deadly game between two obstinate dragon brothers, one who claims she's his destiny and the other who believes she could be his salvation.

He was the shame of the family. Add that to the fact that he lied to his wife and took the blame for a crime he never committed—just to save her collapsing company—and you’ve got Cole Bennett. Three years later, this man walked out of prison. Of course, no one comes out the same way they went in. If you've got some experience, you know what that means. But guess what? The bastard Cole went to prison for—the one who promised to help his wife—didn’t lift a damn finger. And guess what again? Cole was the only one treated like trash when he went in, but now, his in-laws have gone full beast mode, treating his wife worse than poop. Now imagine a man who spent three years in one of New York’s deadliest prisons. A man who found mysterious mentors behind bars. A man full of rage. A man who learned how to unleash the kind of emotions you’re not supposed to tame. Tell me—what exactly isn’t bound to happen?

Los Angeles, the City of Angels... fallen. Beneath the glow of Hollywood lights and the eternal gridlock of the I-405, there is a world that moves in silence. Raymond Vance is not an ordinary rideshare driver. He is a Ghost Driver, available only through the RideShare app’s Dark Mode between 12:00 a.m. and 4:00 a.m. The rules are simple and absolute: Don’t ask. Don’t look back. Change of plan equals ten times the fare. That night should have been easy. Pick up a passenger in Downtown LA, drop them off in Santa Monica. Instead, the passenger who gets in is Leo, a ten-year-old boy with autism, clutching a military-grade encrypted tablet. Seconds later, an armored SUV owned by a Private Military Contractor slams into the side of Raymond’s car. Leo is not just a child. He is the Master Key sought by Mexican cartels and corrupt California senators. Dragged into a lethal conspiracy, Raymond is forced to push his Dodge Charger through the streets of California. There is no government support, no law. Only asphalt, gasoline, and bullets. Tonight, there is only one choice: a five-star rating, or die on the streets of LA.