Durante tres noches de locura en Las Vegas, una ficha lanzada a la suerte y dos desafíos impuestos, Aera Salvaterra y Lee Jin-ah se verán envueltas en un matrimonio impulsivo que cambiará el rumbo de sus vidas. Para cumplir con las expectativas de su abuelo y demostrar que es digna de su herencia, Jin-ah le propone a Aera un trato: un año de estabilidad económica a cambio de que actúe como la esposa enamorada que todos esperan. Jin-ah, ambiciosa y perfeccionista, se debate entre mantener su vida perfectamente estructurada o permitirse dar rienda suelta a los sentimientos de amor que mantiene encerrados muy en el fondo de su ser. Aera, centrada y romántica empedernida, lucha por proteger su corazón mientras desafía la coraza de Jin-ah, descubriendo un mundo de posibilidades a su lado. A medida que ambas mujeres comienzan a conocerse y a aferrarse a la fina línea de la amistad que las separa, sus corazones comienzan a entrelazarse, dando paso a un amor que desafiará todos los obstáculos que el destino se empeñe en cruzar en sus caminos. Aera y Jin-ah comenzaran a navegar por sus propios miedos y deseos, descubriendo que a veces el amor surge de los lugares menos esperados. Lo que comienza como un matrimonio bajo un acuerdo pronto se convierte en una montaña rusa de emociones que les demostrará que dentro de su relación ficticia hay mucho más.

Valentina, a student at Heartfelt University, is assigned to the notoriously rude and cold Professor Montgomery. While the professor's harsh demeanor clashes with Val's quiet and positive nature, their academic sparring soon turns into something deeper. As Val's intelligence and persistence break through Professor Montgomery's icy exterior, a surprising and tender connection begins to bloom. [wlw] [slow burn]

Aurora Ramos, una joven universitaria de 19 años, jamás imaginó que su segundo año de contabilidad marcaría el inicio de una historia que pondría su mundo de cabeza. Una nueva profesora, una sonrisa que desarma y una mirada capaz de romper cualquier promesa. Así conoció a Vera Watson, una mujer elegante, misteriosa... y casada. Entre clases, comentarios inocentes y miradas que duraban más de lo debido, comenzó a crecer algo que ninguna de las dos quiso aceptar. Aurora se resistía a lo que sentía, y Vera intentaba mantener su distancia, pero el destino no suele pedir permiso cuando decide unir dos almas que estaban destinadas a chocar. Todo parecía complicado ya, hasta que la verdad cayó como un balde de agua fría: Vera no solo era su profesora... sino la esposa del tío de su novio. Lo que comenzó como una conexión imposible se convirtió en un amor prohibido, lleno de culpa, deseo y silencios que gritaban lo que el corazón no podía callar. Entre mentiras, decisiones dolorosas y promesas rotas, ambas descubrirán que hay amores que, aunque nacen en la oscuridad, son imposibles de olvidar. Porque hay historias que no se escriben con tinta... sino con fuego. Y la de ellas, arde hasta consumirse. Perla B.

¿Qué pasa cuando la persona que te enseña a hablar un nuevo idioma es la misma que te deja sin palabras? Aprender inglés puede parecer fácil, pero descifrar a la persona que tenés en frente es otra historia. Entre reglas gramaticales, traducciones incompletas y miradas que dicen demasiado, esta es la historia de cómo dos personas aprenden a hablar su propio lenguaje.

Hernandez Series #2 DATE STARTED: JANUARY 2026 DATE FINISHED: MAY 2026

Elisa Dumont está en su último semestre de universidad y acaba de obtener la oportunidad de su vida: unas prácticas en una de las empresas más prestigiosas del país. Pero lo que parecía el comienzo de su carrera se transforma rápidamente en un laberinto emocional cuando conoce a Claire Dumont, su jefa directa. Fría, distante y estricta, Claire no esperaba que una joven le hiciera tambalear lo que llevaba años controlando. Ambas comparten más que un apellido. Separadas por el cristal de una oficina... y un mundo de emociones no dichas, deberán decidir si cruzar esa línea es un riesgo que están dispuestas a tomar.

+18 | Ella era una mafiosa, ella una simple universitaria. Abril al ser secuestrada termina en las manos de una mujer como Samantha Rivera. Terriblemente poderosa, posesiva y seductora. Samantha no sabía porque la había aceptado como un "Regalo". Lo único que sabía era que cuando vio esos aterrorizados ojos chocolate, supo que aquella rubia, era suya. _______________________________________________ Está historia NO ES MÍA. Esta historia ES UNA ADAPTACIÓN, todos los derechos a la autora original.

Vivian Vox has never believed in coincidence. At thirty-two, she has everything power, wealth, influence. People move when she speaks. Doors open before she reaches them. Control has always come easily. Then she meets Skylar Grey. Ten years younger, stubborn, sharp-tongued, and completely unimpressed by her, Skylar is everything Vivian isn't prepared for. What begins as an impossible attraction becomes something far more dangerous: love. The kind that consumes. The kind that changes people. The kind that hurts. Now married, they're building a life together but love isn't always enough. Secrets, fear, family expectations, and impossible choices threaten to pull them apart. Because Skylar Grey has never stopped fighting. And Vivian Vox has never learned how to let go. In the end, the question isn't whether they love each other. It's whether love will be enough to survive everything they've become.

Alessandra Moretti is not a woman people refuse. She controls Milan like a chessboard. Politicians lower their voices around her. Billion-dollar deals rise or collapse depending on a single message from her phone. She does not chase. She does not wait. And she has never been powerless. Well. Until Noor Malik. Noor is everything Alessandra is not. Soft. Gentle. Obedient. A brilliant embryologist who can create life under a microscope... yet still lowers her eyes when her parents speak. Noor does not rebel. She does not argue. She loves her parents too much to ever disobey them. Which means Alessandra cannot touch them. Not their house. Not their pride. Not the traditions that are slowly suffocating the woman she loves. Because Noor would never forgive her. And Alessandra would rather bring nations to their knees than see tears in Noor's eyes. So the most dangerous woman in Europe does something unimaginable. She waits. She drives Noor to work every morning in a Bentley worth more than the Malik house. She buys her banana ice cream like a lovesick fool. She kisses her slowly in the privacy of a car because that's the only place Noor is allowed to belong to her. But obedience has a cost. And Noor's parents are already planning the one thing Alessandra cannot allow. A husband. They believe tradition will save their daughter. They have no idea what they're provoking. Because Alessandra Moretti does not steal what she wants. She expands. And when the woman who keeps the devil calm is taken away... Cities don't just burn. They kneel. #1 in older women- 4th May.

The Queen didn't rush her. She simply stood, close enough that the assistant felt her attention like a hand tightening around her throat. "You keep saying he's dangerous," the Queen said calmly. "It doesn't scare me." Her fingers closed around the assistant's wrist, pressing it flat against the desk. "Do you know what he does?" "I... this is a mistake," the assistant whispered, trembling. "A mistake is thinking your body lies to me," the Queen said. Her grip tightened command, not pain. "Look at you," she continued. "Shaking. Pulse frantic. Mouth opening like you're about to beg." "I belong to him," the assistant stammered. "No," the Queen said softly. "You were assigned to him." Her free hand moved to the assistant's throat not choking, just claiming. "Men like him confuse ownership with fear. I don't." Her thumb pressed. The assistant gasped. "I don't take what doesn't respond. And you-" Her lips brushed the ear. "-are responding beautifully." "I can't... if he finds out-" "He will. Eventually," the Queen interrupted. Her fingers moved lower. "That you weren't stolen. That you walked." She kissed her hard, claiming, silencing protest. Dominance. Erasing the shadow of him. "You're not innocent," the Queen murmured. "You're starving. I don't save women like you. I ruin them for every cage they've ever known." "Tell me to stop," she said. Stop. The word hovered. It never came. The Queen smiled slow, victorious. "Once I touch you, he doesn't get you back. Not loyalty. Not fear. Not nights. You don't belong to me. But you will never belong to him again." The door stayed closed. The assistant let herself fall.