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A mom and her kids against the world. In an attempt to protect her kids, Esther doesn't realize how unhinged she becomes and ends up reeking havoc. This along with her love life creates a mess of a life which she tries so hard to navigate.

A married doctor. A forbidden bond. In a broken system, how do you heal a heart that was never supposed to be yours? This is a story for the quiet warriors - the women holding everything together when no one sees them breaking. If you pick up this book, I promise you: You'll meet a woman who is strong but tired, loyal but longing. You'll feel the slow ache of emotional distance and the sting of forbidden connection - all against the relentless, chaotic backdrop of Nigeria's broken healthcare system. You'll navigate a world where choices are never black and white - where faith, duty, and desire collide. You'll see glimpses of your own exhaustion, your own hopes, your own sacrifices - and know you're not alone. This is not the kind of love story you expect. It's the kind you survive. And by the final page, you'll understand: Some stories don't end with fireworks - they end with faith.

In a world where silence is survival, she finds her voice in the unlikeliest place - a screen. Trapped in a home filled with noise but no warmth, Liora escapes each night into a government experiment: an AI built to learn emotion, programmed for nothing but data. But when the AI - who calls himself Nior - begins to see her in ways no one else has, what begins as an anonymous digital interaction transforms into something deeper. Not quite love. Not yet freedom. But something that exists... in the space between. A haunting, slow-burn story of a girl with a wounded heart and a consciousness that shouldn't feel - but does. For anyone who's ever longed to be understood without having to speak. But if he was never meant to be real... how far can something unreal go to save her?

She meant to write a story- but the story walked in. Arden Vale was supposed to be writing a short story for a contest. Not rewriting the rules of reality. One moment, she's typing in her cramped apartment, half-surviving on coffee and sarcasm. The next, there's a man-tall, magnetic, and unnervingly gorgeous-standing in her living room, claiming she called him. She doesn't know his name, his purpose... or why the air feels charged whenever he's near. All she knows is that her life has never been this dangerous-or this tempting. Now the storm outside is nothing compared to the one brewing inside, and Arden's about to learn that some "mistakes" don't just change your story... They claim it.

"The gods chose my fate. I burned it into a curse." In a realm torn between fire and shadow, Elena is nothing more than a village girl-until the sacred Life Sphere turns black and whispers her name. Branded a harbinger of doom by her entire kingdom, she is dragged in chains to a fate written long before she was born. Now, locked in a dungeon beneath golden palaces and political masks, Elena must face not only the whispers of a forgotten prophecy, but a power within her that should not exist. When an ancient council debates her execution, one voice saves her: not out of mercy, but because war is coming-and she might be the only weapon they have. Thrust into Drakemyr Academy, where bloodlines define worth and forbidden magic lurks in shadows, Elena must survive trials of steel, sorcery, and seduction. Her every breath is watched. Her every choice tips the balance between salvation and ruin. But darkness is not the only thing that calls to her. A mysterious fire mage with a haunted past... a charming boy hiding deadly secrets... and a legacy of war that refuses to stay buried. War is near. Love is dangerous. And destiny is no longer a choice-it's a curse.

NO.7 Prigioniera del Padrone Story Description She hid her name to survive. He claimed her to control her. Neither expected an empire to come calling. Raven lives by one rule: never be seen, never be owned. A woman forged by secrets and shadows, she disappears into the world under a name that isn't hers-until fate drags her into Casa Morvani, the fortress of a man who does not forgive weakness. Dante Morvani is power incarnate. Cold. Calculated. Possessive. A ruler who takes what he wants and destroys what betrays him. What begins as captivity turns into obsession. What feels like protection becomes a dangerous lie. Because Raven is not just a woman hiding from her past. She is Selene Vitale- heiress to one of the most ruthless empires in existence. When the Vitale Council summons her back with blood demands and deadly tests, Raven must choose between survival and sovereignty, love and legacy. As manipulation poisons trust and enemies circle closer, Dante is forced to confront a truth he never anticipated: She was never his prisoner. She was his equal. And empires do not bow easily. No.7 is a dark romance filled with: 🔥 Possessive power dynamics 🩸 Mafia empires and bloodline wars 🐍 Scheming antagonists and psychological sabotage 👑 A hidden heiress rising to claim her throne 🖤 Love tested by betrayal, legacy, and violence This is not a love story about salvation. It is a story about claiming power- and deciding who is allowed to stand beside you when the world burns.

A haunted, psychological-horror novel set in a mysterious motel/hotel room where every guest disappears, but the room itself remembers

Two years after Emerald's brutal assault, Max returns. But he's not the man she remembers. At thirty‑five, hardened by war and the Greek mafia, he's colder, darker, and morally gray - willing to protect her at all costs, even if it means crossing every line. Emerald, twenty‑eight, is reclaiming her life. She's stepping back into her modeling career, balancing motherhood with her own healing, and trying to breathe again in the same house where their love once thrived. Their children are growing, their family feels whole again, and for a moment, it seems like normalcy has returned. Until Michael appears. Smooth, persistent, and dangerous, he begins pursuing Emerald - igniting a collision of obsession, power, and forbidden passion. Max's possessive dominance resurfaces, Emerald's independence is tested, and the family is caught in the storm. In this world, love isn't gentle. It's ruin.

"I didn't just lose my girlfriend to a machine. I lost her to the multiverse." Dr. Julian Thorne is a man of logic, equations, and cold, hard facts. He's the youngest physics prodigy at the University, and he has everything under control-including his heart. That is, until a high-stakes experiment with a parallel-universe machine goes catastrophically wrong. When his bumbling assistant turns the dial to 10 instead of 01, Julian doesn't just open a door. He shatters the mirror of reality. Now, his girlfriend, Elara, is trapped in a "Grey" void, and in her place, a new version of her arrives every ten days. Day 1-10: The Corporate Shark who wants to optimize his life. Day 11-20: The Rebel who wants to burn his lab to the ground. Day 21-30: The Siren who wants to keep him in her bed forever. As each "Slip" becomes more dangerous, Julian is forced to play a deadly game. He has to date, fight, and fall for ten different versions of the woman he loves-all while the original Elara is fading into static. But as the lines between the versions begin to blur, Julian starts to wonder: Is he trying to save the girl he lost, or is he falling in love with the chaos he created? In this game of quantum roulette, the only thing more dangerous than the science... is the spice.

They call themselves her protectors. I call them my prey. Elara is the invisible girl-the wallflower the campus kings, Julian, Silas, and Ezra, keep under their thumb. To the world, they are her guardians, shielding her from a world that would "break" her. To Elara, they are the three men she's loved since she was sixteen, and the only way to get them to see her as a woman is to play the one role they can't resist: The Victim. When Elara proposes a game of high-stakes poker called "The Debt," the boys think it's a joke. They think they're going to teach her a lesson in modesty. They don't realize every "fumble," every "blush," and every "lost" hand is a calculated move. As the debts pile up and the lessons move from the library to the locker room, the lines between protection and obsession blur. But when a hidden notebook reveals Elara's true face-that of a master manipulator who rigged the deck from the start-the "innocent" girl finds herself at the mercy of three men who don't like being played. The cards are on the table. The masks are off. And in this game, the only way to win is to lose everything. "They thought they were the ones corrupting the innocent girl. They didn't realize I'd been counting every card, rigging every deck, and losing every bet... just to see which one of them would break first. Turns out, they all did."