Grim: Nobody defrauds me. I take whomever I want, whenever I want, and I always leave them wanting more. I, too, want more. This kind of pain never goes away. After meeting Rhian, I know she's the antidote to my pain. Is her family made up entirely of cops? What's the big deal? All I want is to be with her. Those luscious curves, those stubborn lips, those hips that make my heart beat like a drum. My outlaw brothers claim that if I and she get together, we'll tear this town apart. I couldn't care less. Rhian: I didn't want to go home. There's nothing here but old wounds that can't be healed. I ran into Grim the day I returned. He's an outlaw biker built like a god, but his desires are anything but divine. We begin a dangerous charade when he tells me he needs an old lady to stay in his club. He obtains a woman as well as time. I finally get my chief police father off my back. There is breathing space. Every breath around Grim, on the other hand, is lightning hot and undeniable. I can't be with him in person. He embodies every type of wrong that has ever existed. We'll rip our lives apart if we're not careful. But what's going on between us feels too right to ignore, regardless of the cost...
In the dim light, they slid down onto the small bed. The window was open, and the cool summer night washed over their sweaty bodies. He was tall and muscular, with a body built for breaking and bending. Dark ink swirled down his steel-coiled arms, symbols of his heartbreak and rage intertwining in a beautiful web of sorrow and triumph. She looked down at his layered abs, his pecs thick and heavy like slabs of marble, as the moonlight fell on them.
And beneath his abs...an incredible, thick, hard vision awaited her, glistening wet with his arousal.
For the first time in her life, she felt small, even girlish, beneath this titan of masculine power.
She felt exposed. She felt prepared.
He stripped her of her clothes in an instant, leaving her as naked as he in the pale light of the moon. He ripped her soaked wet pantyhose to shreds and yanked at all her clothes until they fell apart in his hands. Strength came naturally to him, and he yearned for her. She could feel his desire for her-hard, long, and insistently pushing at the underside of her thighs.
They had desired it for so long that even without words to describe what existed between them, they still desired each other.
Her hands ran over his body, in awe of the muscles and the hardness. Every inch brought a new layer of dense, strong tissue. Wet kisses from him, planted on her brow, cheeks, chin, neck, and breasts. They were gentle now...but only for a short time. Soon, his animalistic tendencies would take over, and he would ravage her like no other woman could.
Soon, his fingers would clasp tightly against her breasts, squeezing her and holding her down as he powered into her with stroke after stroke, thrust after thrust. Soon, her torso would be covered in soft red marks and even a bruise or two from the urgency of his cock driving inside of her. Soon, her fingernails would scrape into his back, her teeth pinching the dense muscled flesh she had come to worship and adore.
They'd soon sink into each other like lovers and forget about the rest of the world.
But their world did not abandon them. It would not pardon them. And what they had begun with this sweet coital union would shatter their world.
Billionaires like him seem to have a type. And that type definitely doesn't look like me... I'm not the kind of girl who typically indulges in one-night stands. At least, I wasn't. But then it happened. What can I say? A few drinks, a captivating man who made me feel alive after the loss of my mom, and suddenly I found myself powerless to resist. And I didn't regret it. Not for a single moment. Our night together was scorching, unforgettable. Yet, I knew he wasn't the kind of guy who'd stick around. So, I walked away, fully aware that our paths were never meant to cross again. But life has a funny way of throwing curveballs. It turns out my sexy one-night stand is none other than Dr. Sebastian Coleman – the brilliant cardiothoracic surgeon who just saved my dad's life. And here's the kicker: he never forgot about me, not a single minute of our passionate night together. Now, he wants more. Actually, he wants it all. But I'm no fool. Just because he expertly handles hearts every day doesn't mean I'm going to hand him mine without a fight...
Under the cover of darkness, when the night envelops the world, Pennelope Casey finds herself entangled with the man of her dreams. He exudes charisma, oozes sexiness, and what initially seemed like a fleeting encounter without introductions has now evolved into a year and a half of pure pleasure. While it may be a tad peculiar that he only graces her bed under the cloak of night, Penn is convinced that he is the perfect match for her, and she finds it impossible to turn him away. Ace Romano possesses a deep understanding of Penn that goes beyond her wildest imagination. She is undeniably stunning, fiercely independent, and cautious when it comes to relationships. However, Ace, as he is known, battles with his own inner demons, preventing him from forming meaningful connections with others. Nevertheless, when Penn becomes inadvertently involved in Denver's dangerous underground scene, Ace's protective instincts emerge with full force. The challenge lies in Penn experiencing Ace's commanding alpha demeanor in broad daylight, which causes her to question whether he is still the one she thought he was.
Andrei has been working long hours at his soulless corporate job in order to pay his bills and care for his "artist" fiancée. He had always been supportive of Tom's career, but when he discovers his fiancée in bed with another man, Andrei's world falls apart. He resolves to avenge himself. He quits his job and plans to retaliate against Tom with a one-night stand with a wolf shifter. He signs up for "ShiftMyShaft," a sexy new dating app that only allows him to meet wolf shifters, and agrees to meet a dangerous-looking biker. Following a close encounter with this dangerous werewolf, a handsome older man shifter steps in. Will he be able to save Andrei from his perilous error?
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"