He's her cynical, impossible-to-please boss. She's the twenty-one-year-old assistant trying to survive her first year in London's publishing scene. One St. Patrick's Day mistake later, their lives are about to get unglued. Luke Greenly doesn't do warmth, charm, or patience. At twenty-six, he's running a boutique publishing house with an iron fist and sky-high expectations, making life a daily trial for his bright-eyed assistant, Freya Collins. Freya knows better than to get on his bad side-until a St. Patrick's Day office party mixes too much whiskey with months of simmering tension. A fiery, alcohol-fueled argument ends in a totally unexpected, unforgettable night together. Freya convinces herself it was a one-time catastrophe best left forgotten. But two months later, reality hits like a freight train: she's pregnant. Before she can even figure out how to tell her notoriously aloof boss that he's going to be a father, disaster strikes in the worst possible way. During a high-stakes corporate meeting, Freya's phone accidentally mirrors to the boardroom's main projector screen. In front of the entire editorial staff, a string of frantic, highly incriminating text messages to her sister flashes in glowing, inescapable letters-revealing the pregnancy, the secret hookup, and the identity of the father sitting right at the head of the table. As Luke face-plants straight onto the conference room floor in a dead faint, Freya is left facing a room full of stunned coworkers and a baby daddy who is about to wake up to a whole new kind of nightmare. Office romance has never been this chaotic.

It's a story of a mighty emperor, who rules the land upto horizon... A story of an innocent lady from a noble family who gets involved in a political marriage and becomes a low rank concubine... A story of an ancient Dragon Goddess who once flew down to the earth and brought tragic ends for several creatures of the earth. A love like no one ever seen that struggles to bloom their own love which is unknown to themselves... A story of a low rank concubine rising like the sun which could never be hidden, a goddess who is unknown to her own, a mother who can do anything to protect her child, a wife beloved, a betrayer of love or for love? A love like lotus, but in a goblet of poison. In revenge and in love a woman can be more barbarous than man. Definition of revenge is going to change here, beyond one can imagine. Jealousy is engraved to the heart, hatred is the darkness of the eye... Their past is history, present is the gift and future is mystery...

It began with a wrong address-and a letter that shouldn't have been read. Kamaria's curiosity sparks a chain of letters that draw her and Zahir into a secret world of vulnerability and trust. Yet when they finally meet, they'll have to discover if reality can live up to the intimacy of their words.

"You don't belong here. If you don't get your fucking weirdo ass out, I will personally drag you out of here my goddamn self. I don't give a single fuck about what my mom said, I fuck with a certain type of people and your embarrassing ass ain't one of them. I ain't invite you, so get the fuck on." I felt my heart tug at his words, for some reason. Not knowing what else to do, I slapped him hard across the face. The sound vibrated across the room, and suddenly all attention was on us. People gasped with 'ohhhhs' and 'oooh's' in shock. Cameras began flashing. I grabbed Zion by the collar of his shirt and brung him down to my height. "You don't get to fucking talk to me that way. Not after how you did me and our friendship, you piece of shit. Fuck your graduation, I hope you break your fucking leg! Get that basketball scholarship took real quick!" I screamed it loud enough for everyone to hear. I grabbed my purse and Novalie - practically dragging us out of there. I could hear the sounds of people snickering. Whether it was at me or at Zion, I didn't care. It didn't change the embarrassment and hot tears that were stinging my eyes. ... Kameron Alvarez liveꜱ in the ꜱmall, urban town of Cliffmark- and it iꜱn't for the weak. Same high ꜱchool, ꜱame college, ꜱame people, ꜱame drama, ꜱame problemꜱ. And worꜱt of all, ꜱame enemieꜱ. As Kameron learnꜱ to navigate through her college experience, ꜱhe alꜱo learnꜱ of information regarding her childhood friend turned enemy, Zion Solace. How ꜱhe uꜱeꜱ it may break the relationships of some around her. To her surprise, it will make her and Zion's. But only if their ego's let them.

BLACK WOMAN X WHITE MAN/ASIAN MAN "You want to play games? Fine. But we play them my way." Camila Quinn built her life on discipline. A pre-med student with a flawless GPA, meticulous routines, and a future mapped years in advance, she believes in control-in earning what she wants and keeping drama at arm's length. Even her relationship with Alex Walker, the star quarterback she's been with since high school, fits neatly into that plan. Until it doesn't. College changed him. The attention, the ego, the entitlement that comes with being untouchable. Slowly, the respect fades. The excuses stack up. The silences grow louder. And eventually, the truth becomes impossible to ignore. Alex was unfaithful. He never says it outright, but the disrespect is evident. Camila tries to let go. Tries to be the bigger person. But heartbreak curdles into something sharper when she realizes how little he seems to care. One disrespect for another. Anger takes root. And then there's Leo Brooks. Alex's former best friend. His unresolved rivalry. A transfer student with his own reputation, his own edge, and a very clear reason to hate Alex just as much as she does. Leo keeps appearing-everywhere. Unintentional of course, but; That's when the idea forms. What starts as strategy quickly turns dangerous. Because Leo isn't a pawn, and Camila isn't as unaffected as she pretends to be. The more they blur the lines between revenge and desire, the harder it becomes to tell what's real-and who's going to get hurt in the process.

Nia Carter's first week as a PR assistant for the Atlanta Vipers was supposed to be simple: fix the team's image, keep players out of trouble, and definitely not fall for their biggest headache. Enter Jace "J.R." Rowland - the league's most fine, most reckless, most trending-for-the-wrong-reasons NBA star. He's drama. He's trouble. He's everything she promised herself she'd never touch. Then one night changes everything. Now Nia is juggling her job, her reputation, a jealous ex, a ruthless media... and a pregnancy she's desperate to keep quiet. Jace wants to step up. The team wants her gone. The internet wants her dragged. And the world can't stop watching. On the court he's a star. Off the court... he might just be her downfall. Or her forever.

After being involved with a cold-hearted mafia boss, Robyn Lehman decides its time to run. Little did she know, she was carrying the future heir to his entire empire. Will he find her again? Or will she stay hidden forever? =+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+=+= He got up from the bed, pulling up his pants and not taking a glance at me. I lay in the sheets, still dazed by what we had just done. "Get up." He barks, making me jump a bit. I was confused beyond belief. Just moments ago he was making love to me... I did as he said, wrapping the loose sheet around my body, he continued to glare as I did so, and I made my way to his side of the bed. He held out a hand, an angry look on his face. "Don't. Just go. This was a mistake, and it won't happen again." He mutters coldly. I feel my face heating up and my eyes welling with tears. "Oh.." I stare at him, my emotions beginning to be hard to keep in. He laughs, shaking his head. "You thought I cared?" He let out a loud chuckle. "You mean nothing to me. Now go to your room, I don't want to see you in here again."

~ Completed ~ Rejected by her fated mate. Forced into a political game she never asked for. Kiera came south to make peace but now she might be the spark that starts a war. When Alpha Dax rejects her in front of the Council, Kiera's carefully controlled world shatters. But she's not just some arctic wolf meant to be cast aside. Behind her silence is a power no one has seen coming and a determination that could reshape everything. As betrayal brews and alliances fracture, Kiera must decide: survive in the shadows... or rise and take control of her fate. The cold never broke her. But his rejection might.

𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 . 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗲𝗱𝘆