"Always His" She was the secret he married. The wife he ignored. The storm he couldn't contain. Eight years ago, Ophelia went from an orphaned London girl to the hidden bride of America's most powerful and untouchable billionaire, Regal Ariti. Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, she was abandoned, silenced, and pushed into the shadows, until she clawed her way back into his life. Beautiful, sharp-tongued, and impossible to control, Ophelia makes a quiet storm out of the cold palace Regal built for himself. Now, she's no longer the quiet girl waiting in the background. What begins as cold, calculated tolerance turns into obsession. And what should have broken them-infidelity, secrets, betrayal only makes their bond dangerously unshakable. But Ophelia's not the only one with something to prove. His family wants her gone. Her lover wants her back. And Regal... wants her on her knees and by his side, forever. Laced with twisted power games, seduction, and raw emotion, Always His is a dark billionaire romance where secrets become weapons, loyalty is tested, and love comes dressed in control.

Sierra Lancaster has had an agonizingly mediocre life. She grew up in a happy home, made loyal friends, graduated college, and is now pursuing her dream of running her own bakery. Boring, right? A story like this wouldn't be one for the books. At least not until you bring a hot neighbour into the mix. A tall, brooding, shredded (like, wash your clothes on those abs shredded), and wildly successful sports agent. Interested yet? It gets better. Said neighbour isn't just a rando, but Sierra's childhood nemesis that made her formerly chubby days a living hell. Now we're talking, aren't we? Holden Rey has always been the golden boy. Holden...golden...you following? You'd think the bitchy universe would do its job and throw some karma his way but to no avail. Not only has he got it all, but he knows it too. He also still has it out for Sierra and resumes being a jack-ass of epic proportions (and his ass ain't his only epic proportion) as soon as he realizes who the new girl next door is. It's the same old story with these two except this time, there's unwilling attraction and sexual tension underneath all the hate. Is it just lust or does the bitchy universe actually have a plan? So maybe this story is one for the books after all. *A hilarious, enemies-to-lovers, romantic standalone. Rated 18+ due to mature content. All rights reserved to TheFeveredBookaholic.*

It was a promise between two families. The first granddaughter of the Burns family will give her hand in marriage to the first grandson of the Reid family. Harper Burns was never allowed to date or even have guy friends around her. Throughout her life, she was either in a private girls school or home schooled. Even her brothers were not allowed to bring their friends over to the house. Harper never understood why but she always gave in to her grandfather's wishes for she loves him much more than anything. The moment she turned 21, everything changed. Her bags were packed and she was sent to the Reid household where she will learn to be a great wife to Zaan Reid. Zaan Reid has no choice but to comply to his grandfather's wishes in order to receive his inheritence but he has found a way out of this. They did not say that the marriage was to last forever. The moment she entered the house, he slammed the prenuptial agreement on the table and forced her to sign it.

Rue is a witch. She was born from a fallen star just like all the other witches are. But hers fell into a pond, making her technically a swamp witch. And no one wants to come see a swamp witch. Especially not one with no actual swamp. All she has is a pond hidden deep in the mountains, where no humans or magical creatures pass through. So Rue spends her days by the pond she was born in and the surrounding forest gathering mushrooms and talking to frogs. Her spells are all practical for her life and sometimes experimental for fun. But she rarely gets a customer for a potion and she's never been invited to a gathering. Her life has always been simple, if not a little lonely, yet peaceful. And then a Death Cap sprouts up by her pond. Bringing chaos with him. Typical of a poisonous fungus to cause trouble. ~~ "Personally, I think you should find another pond." I said with a huff, looking over the strange man who's been murking up my pond for the past few days. His yellow eyes cut into me, slight sneer on his lips, "you're a witch aren't you?" "Yup!" I replied, prodding the mud with my toe. "And witches take clients for spells." "Sounds about right." I nodded. "Then give me the fucking spell." He growled out. I arched a brow at him. "You're not my client." "You-" "No." I replied sweetly, "Go away I don't like you, you tried to kill me!" "You tried to rob me!" He seethed. "No I tried to get pre paid for my assistance, you rejected it. Now we are done." He pointed to his bleeding abdomen, "no. We aren't." I stared at the blood soaked bandages for a moment, "that seems like a you problem."

I stepped towards him, the Mate that was to be mine for all eternity. But before I could leap into his arms, he put his hands up, as if to tell me not to do what was an instinct. I held myself back, it confused me that he wasn't standing in front of me with open arms, and he was closed off. Before I could truly grasp what was happening, he said in a low sexy voice that travelled through my body sending tiny shock waves throughout, "I don't want you."