She's been hired to give him a baby-but she might give him her heart instead. Isabel never imagined herself as a surrogate, and being a virgin makes it even more unexpected. But her beloved sister, Grace, needs the best education money can buy, and Isabel will stop at nothing to make that happen. The surrogacy agency she joins has a unique request: they want a virgin, and Isabel fits the bill. Devin Cromwell, the scorching-hot, notorious billionaire playboy, and his supermodel wife Catriona, hire Isabel. They move her into their glamorous Miami mansion in order to monitor the pregnancy and Isabel's health. But everything is not as it seems with the couple, and Isabel and Devin have an undeniable chemistry. Can Isabel resist Devin's allure, or will she fall for the father of her baby? WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content and depictions of pregnancy that may not be suitable for some readers. Reader discretion is advised. Cover design by Mibl Art LLC *** This story is part of a special collection of YONDER Originals now available on Wattpad! Unlock part-by-part or the full story with Wattpad Coins.

(Book 1 of The Cross Brothers Series) One mistake lands Aiden in the world's most secure and loathed prison after he unintentionally murders a wealthy, well-connected wife-beater. Located in an isolated island far away from civilization, this prison is befittingly known as "The Prison from Hell" with a hierarchy and a "king" of its own. It is a prison unlike any other where the inmates rule and the guards stand by idly, and where brute force and influence are the ultimate weapons, the keys to survival. Aiden's horrified at how easy it is to be cornered and raped, and grows ever wary when the infamous gang leader and prison 'King', Schneizel Cross, whose got even the prison guards wrapped around his finger, takes a liking to him and openly confesses to desiring Aiden as his new 'bitch'. And he isn't the only one. Almost everyone in the prison are intrigued by the fiery, outspoken, new inmate. Desperate for protection from Schneizel's relentless advances, whom he has to share a tiny cell with, what can Aiden do to keep himself from getting killed -or worse- in The Prison from Hell, where even your own shadow abandons you in the dark? Copyright © 2026 | All Rights Reserved

I've been held captive by witches of the French Quarter for four months. For four months, I've been missing yet no one has found me yet. Even more unsettling-I'm pregnant and Klaus is the father. The witches plan to use me and my baby against him, but they don't know him like I do. Blood will be spilled and betrayal will destroy century-old alliances. My name is Cordelia Mikaelson and this chapter of my life marks the start of a new me.

As a gambler's daughter, Frances was resigned to spending her life masquerading as a boy, learning how to shoot a pistol and fight with a sword. Constantly moving from town to town, it was far safer than being a girl. But when her father dies suddenly, she must pack her bags and return to England, to search for the family she has never met. Hoping to find her place at last, the last thing Frances expects is that she will need to continue the masquerade - or risk her life and her heart. A light-hearted regency romance.

As a low-levelled human staff, Eden knows her place at the bathhouse for the spirits and the deities, Ukiyo. The rules are simple. No looking, speaking or touching customers unless instructed to, and to never ever cross paths with any of the gods. But when twin dragon princes visit the bathhouse for a soulmate match-making event, Eden finds herself at their mercy. The brothers are wicked and evil, and they love making Eden's life miserable. She knows that she should treat her two elite customers as kings. But Eden cannot help seducing the gorgeous as payback. Falling in love with them was never part of the plan. For the twins, Eden's off-limits, just another toy in their play. But the brothers cannot resist her, and the fire in their souls beg for a taste. Finding out that she's their soulmate is just greater proof that they are meant to be. ***The Bathhouse is a 95K word, steamy, stand-alone, completed reverse harem/ménage soulmate adult romance, filled with drama and angst. The twin dragon princes are soul bonded to a single girl. While the story begins with them as enemies, the dragon shifters are her destined mates, and thus they will quickly become lovers. This story involves MFM. The story has explicit content, and no cliff-hangers!

Sarah was alone in the world with her father. Until one night her life was changed. The night she became a mermaid.

He had that kind of visage that stopped you in your tracks. There was a sudden pose in my natural expression. I gaped openly as I descried his Sharp jaw and cheekbones. Body built like a brick carved to perfection. Dark brows were graceful and neat as I inquired to myself if my features are as perfect as this human. Seriously though who created this bundle of creativity. Bristly coiffured dark chocolate hair sheltering his forehead. With our guns still conical on to each other's heads my eyes escalated quickly keen for his eyes. When they finally encountered, I was met with two blazing alluring hazel eyes gazing right into me, of course, the blush that accompanied me was a dead give-away. I could apprise to the fact that we both nevermore presumed this inconvenient situation thus I did what I had to do. ******************************** A twain of mafia bloodline in aversion for decades. A Spanish ancestry hosting beheaded men at Quinceañeara's and a Brazilian pedigree with a forte of assassinating. When both families agree to harmony, they consign Camilla and Alejandro on a mission to terminate a man who doesn't exist in sequence to fall in love and end the rivalry. Hence what Camilla didn't expect was an arresting gentleman of a superior kind and Alejandro, to find a woman with vision and beauty at a gunpoint but with the Russians intruding for specific files, things get dizzy.

"I don't need a backup plan." Her doubt in him was offensive. Killian would move mountains to get what he wanted. He'd topple kingdoms, thrones and royals without a second thought. So long as he had the means. Forever oppressed as vampire General, the throne he hankered for seemed unattainable. Out of reach. Until her. "That sounds like over-confidence," She tutted, trailing her fingers across his lips. "It's me who'll die if that goes wrong. I'd appreciate a backup plan." Their alliance wasn't born from trust. Or lust. Not even toleration. They were pushed together without choice. Only circumstance called for rebellion. His words were a fluttery whisper against her mouth. "I promise you right now, we don't need a backup plan. Tomorrow, everything I've planned will go accordingly. Have a little faith in me Sinclair. I won't let you die." Separate plans. Separate motivations. Was working together even possible? She pressed her forehead to his, the distance between them nigh non-existent. "I hope that's a promise you're able to keep. If I die, I'll haunt you."