I got blackout drunk with my **five roommates**. The next morning, I woke up alone in a hotel room—with red marks on my neck and no memory of what happened... Then Ethan admitted he was gay. Noah said my waist felt “just like last night.” And Mason asked if he’d disappointed me. So… which one of them knows what really happened?

I loved Julian Whitmore for nineteen years. On the night we made our marriage official, he murdered me for the heart beating in my chest. Death should have ended the betrayal. Instead, I became a ghost, forced to watch my husband play the grieving widower while my family helped bury the truth. I could see everything. Prove nothing. Touch no one. Then Lucian Blackwood began looking for me. My ruthless business rival. The man I had spent years fighting. The last person I expected to care whether I lived or died. While the people I loved profited from my disappearance, he refused to stop searching. And every secret I uncovered about him made my wasted life hurt more. I wanted revenge. I wanted my mother safe. But the closer Lucian came to the truth, the more frightened I became of what finding me would cost him.

She built an empire. He was just a dad with a toy plane. Neither expected their lives to collide at 30,000 feet… When exhausted tech CEO Evelyn Harrington accidentally falls asleep on a stranger’s shoulder mid-flight, she braces for humiliation. Instead, she finds kindness—and a connection that will take her from a boardroom in L.A. to a hospital bedside in Chicago. Nathan, a single father racing to a job interview, hides a quiet fear: his little boy’s fever has spiked, and he’s not there. Evelyn has no reason to care… until she does. A small act of compassion leads to a choice that will change three lives forever.

They call me a monster. A ruthless exile deemed unworthy of love by the Moon Goddess herself. My existence is built on shadows and violence, a life defined by the dragon elders' rejection. I have never known kindness, only fear—until I found her. She was a fragile thing, hiding in the rot of the forest, eyes like amethysts, trembling as if I were the devil incarnate. To her, I am a nightmare wrapped in scars. But the Goddess was wrong. She claimed I could never be mated because of my tainted bloodline, yet when our paths crossed, the ancient bond sparked into life. I am a dragon cast out from everything I once knew, and she is the delicate light that could either save my soul or burn me to ash. They want me gone, but for her, I will bring the world to its knees.

Rain hammered against the stone steps of St. Mary’s Cathedral. Mia Clarke backed away instinctively. One step. Then another. Until the cold stone hit her spine and there was nowhere left to go. The convoy had arrived less than thirty seconds ago. Black SUV. Headlights flooding the churchyard. Men in dark suits moving with military precision. And in the middle of all of it— him. Damien Lancaster stepped out of the car like violence wearing a tailored coat. He was devastatingly beautiful. That was the worst part. His looks weren't safe; his charm wasn't human. He was beautiful the way a loaded gun was beautiful: cold, polished, lethal. The priest tried to shield her. Two men pulled him aside instantly. Damien never even looked at them. His eyes stayed locked on Mia the entire time. She felt a sick twist in her stomach—she realized he was furious. Not a loud fury. Not rage. Something quieter. Something infinitely worse. It was the silence of a decision already made. In that quiet, he had already decided the fate of everyone here. “Mia.” Her name left his mouth softly. Almost gently. It frightened her more than a shout ever could. She turned to run. He caught her before she cleared the last step. One hand clamped around her wrist. The other dragged her hard against his chest. No hesitation. No softness. He smelled like rain, menthol smoke, and expensive whiskey. “Mia,” he repeated near her ear, his voice low enough that only she could hear it, “did you really think you could disappear from me?” She pushed against his chest with everything she had. “Let go of me.” That finally made him smile. Slowly. Beautifully. Wrong. “You vanished for eleven days,” he said quietly. “I stopped sleeping on day three.” The church bells rang overhead. Nobody moved. His men didn't even dare to breathe. Damien lowered his head slightly, forehead nearly touching hers. And in that terrifyingly intimate moment— she understood something too late. This man was not trying to win her back. He already believed she belonged to him. Forever.

After twenty-six years of marriage, Sarah Mitchell thought she knew exactly how the rest of her life would look. She was wrong. When her husband walks away for what he calls true love, Sarah loses more than a marriage. She loses the future she spent decades building. Heartbroken and forced to start over in a small North Carolina town, Sarah begins to rediscover the dreams she abandoned long ago. Then she meets Daniel Brooks—a widowed former firefighter who sees her in a way no one has for years. As Sarah learns to build a life of her own, the man who left her begins to realize the truth: Some mistakes cost far more than you ever imagined. And sometimes the woman you took for granted is the one you'll never get back.

After twenty-six years of marriage, Sarah Mitchell thought she knew exactly how the rest of her life would look. She was wrong. When her husband walks away for what he calls true love, Sarah loses more than a marriage. She loses the future she spent decades building. Heartbroken and forced to start over in a small North Carolina town, Sarah begins to rediscover the dreams she abandoned long ago. Then she meets Daniel Brooks—a widowed former firefighter who sees her in a way no one has for years. As Sarah learns to build a life of her own, the man who left her begins to realize the truth: Some mistakes cost far more than you ever imagined. And sometimes the woman you took for granted is the one you'll never get back.

Ghost survived black sites, torture, overseas wars, and six years of becoming something less human and more useful. Founder of BLACK VEIL. Mercenary captain. A ghost story in tactical gear. The kind of man people called when they needed a building cleared, a body retrieved, or a problem buried so deep it stopped having a name. He was silent, brutal, untouchable. Even his own men feared him. As for someone like that— Nyra Quinn, underground mechanic and illegal street racer, had one very professional opinion: “He looks like he buries people in wet cement for stress relief.” Then one day, Ghost watched her steal a motorcycle outside a bank and chase down a robber through downtown LA traffic like she’s starring in her own action movie. He’s in the middle of a sniper assignment when it happened. One second he’s calculating wind direction. The next? Nyra tackled the guy off a bike, draged him into an alley, and started beating him with her helmet... He forgot his target existed for six seconds. For the first time in eight years. ... Later, Nyra worked under the hood of BLACK VEIL’s armored SUV while six armed mercenaries stood around like emotionally constipated furniture. She didn’t look up. > “Does your boss come with a user manual, or is the mask supposed to explain the whole personality disorder?” The garage went silent. Because no one talked about Ghost. Not like that. Not in front of him. Ghost stood beside the vehicle, skull mask turned toward her. After a long pause, he said, > “Nyra.” She rolled out from under the engine with a wrench in her hand. > “What?” His grey eyes lowered to the grease on her cheek. Then to her mouth. Then back to her eyes. > “Come here.” Nyra narrowed her eyes. > “If this is a murder thing, I’m charging extra.” Ghost’s voice dropped lower. Rougher. > “I lost focus on a job today.” Nyra blinked. > “Congratulations on having a human experience?” His men stopped breathing. Ghost didn’t move. > “Because of you.” Nyra stared at him. The wrench slipped slightly in her hand. Across the garage, Kane muttered, > “We’re all completely fucked.” ① Emotionally repressed masked mercenary captain × sunshine chaos mechanic ② He kills people for touching him. She touches his mask and asks if he’s hiding scars or feelings under there. ③ Slow burn / touch-starved antihero / found family mercenaries / black humor / “she makes the monster hesitate.”

Sold to the monstrous Blackfang Alpha to save her starving pack, Lyra expects a quick death. Kael Draven is a ruthless warlord who wants her only for power—until his wolf scents something ancient in her blood and refuses to let her go. Hunted by kingdoms and marked by forgotten magic, Lyra uncovers a deadly truth: she is the last Lunar Queen. Now, she must choose her fate—goddess, ruler, or the mate of the most dangerous Alpha alive.

She built an empire. He was just a dad with a toy plane. Neither expected their lives to collide at 30,000 feet… When exhausted tech CEO Evelyn Harrington accidentally falls asleep on a stranger’s shoulder mid-flight, she braces for humiliation. Instead, she finds kindness—and a connection that will take her from a boardroom in L.A. to a hospital bedside in Chicago. Nathan, a single father racing to a job interview, hides a quiet fear: his little boy’s fever has spiked, and he’s not there. Evelyn has no reason to care… until she does. A small act of compassion leads to a choice that will change three lives forever.

When a billionaire inventor is abandoned by her attorney moments before a life-changing trial, the last person anyone expects to save her stands up from the back of the courtroom—a quiet courthouse janitor with a forgotten past as a brilliant lawyer. As corporate greed collides with truth, one man must decide whether to stay invisible or fight for justice one last time.

James, a widowed single dad barely holding it together, made a quiet joke at his CEO's birthday party: “Maybe I should just marry her and solve all my problems.” He never expected Katherine Morrison—brilliant, intimidating, untouchable—to hear it. Even more shocking? She replied, “What if I say yes?”

Lucian Bennett has spent his entire life fighting with Sebastian Hayes—the arrogant, infuriating childhood bully who always knows exactly how to make him cry. Now, at twenty-one, Lucian is forced to move into Sebastian's luxurious mansion. And Sebastian, now a wealthy, dangerously handsome architect, seems determined to make his life miserable all over again. Their days become a battlefield of ridiculous pranks, heated arguments, unexpected punishments, and stolen moments that leave Lucian blushing. But when one reckless prank sends Sebastian to the hospital, Lucian discovers a devastating secret: the man he's hated for years once risked his life to save him. And that isn't the only thing Sebastian has been hiding. Behind every cruel tease, every protective gesture, and every lingering glance lies a love that began long before Lucian understood what love meant. Now Lucian must face one terrifying possibility. **What if the boy who always made him cry is the only man who can make him truly happy?** A heartwarming, passionate M/M romance filled with childhood rivalry, secret devotion, jealousy, emotional healing, irresistible chemistry, and a happily-ever-after worth waiting for.

Matteo Caruso can silence a boardroom with a glance. Then a six-year-old girl walks into his Manhattan tower, clutching a battered teddy bear, and stops him with one accusation. “You’re my daddy. And you let my mommy go hungry.” Sophie has his eyes. Her mother has the name he has spent years trying to forget. Elena Voss. Matteo believed she walked away. Elena has an old phone full of unanswered calls—and a cruel message sent from his number. He never wrote it. Now a little girl is testing whether he knows how to be a father, and the woman he still loves is struggling to believe he ever wanted them. But someone inside the Caruso family kept them apart. And Elena’s name was in the family archives thirty years before Sophie came looking for him.

Daniel Hale had forty billion dollars and no idea who would stay if he had nothing left to offer. So when his housekeeper’s three-year-old daughter found him lying on the sofa, he kept his eyes closed. “Mr. Hale, are you dead?” He expected her to run for her mother. Instead, Lily dragged a dining chair across the marble floor, climbed onto it, and touched his cheek. “You’re not dead, Mr. Hale. You’re sad.” Then she gave him the one thing she never slept without. Daniel’s foolish little test should have ended with an apology. Instead, it brought him into a life of crooked pancakes, bedtime negotiations, and late-night conversations with Maria Torres—a woman who refused to be impressed by his fortune. For the first time, he wanted someone to stay. Then an unopened letter from his late mother revealed that his family and Maria’s shared a past neither of them knew existed.

For months, billionaire Adrian Vale has been forgetting names, losing his balance, and wondering whether he is developing the illness that took his father. His doctor tells him to rest. His fiancée insists he needs her help. Then his housekeeper’s nine-year-old daughter stops him from eating his soup. Lily is deaf. She signs that she saw someone put powder in his bowl—and points directly at his fiancée. Everyone expects Adrian to dismiss her. Instead, he answers in the language his late wife taught him. As Lily’s warning begins to unravel the explanations he has trusted for months, Adrian discovers that someone has been carefully preparing for him to lose control of his own life. Believing one frightened child could save him. Finding out whom he can still trust may cost him everything he thought he knew about his family.

Belle Carwin returns from a business trip with a $4.8 million contract—and finds three years of her life stuffed into garbage bags in the lobby. Her boss has fired her, handed her accounts to a well-connected replacement, and told their biggest client she quit without notice. For years, Belle let someone else take credit for her work. Now the twenty-eight-year-old Black consultant has no job, no access badge, and no intention of signing away her future. Then the client calls. He knows who earned his business. And he wants Belle working for him. Days after being thrown out, she walks back into the same conference room and takes a seat beside the client. This time, her former boss has to explain the work she claimed was hers.

Maya Perry spent six years helping build a company that now wanted to erase her. Minutes before a $950 million acquisition, her CEO fires her in front of the buyers. Security waits by the doors. Another executive stands beside a presentation stripped of Maya’s name. They expect the Black engineer they kept out of the spotlight to leave quietly. Instead, Maya asks one question. “Has your team verified that Blackidge owns the foundational Cascade Shield patent?” The buyer puts down his pen. Because the patent is hers—and Maya never signed it away. Now the executives who wanted her gone need her signature. But as their offers turn into threats, Maya discovers that stealing her work may be the least dangerous thing they’ve done.