When celebrated chef Adrian Knight teams up with enigmatic sommelier Celeste Laurent for an exclusive culinary event, sparks fly faster than pans in a kitchen fire. Their shared passion for exquisite flavors becomes a tantalizing prelude to a deeper, carnal hunger neither can deny. But as secrets simmer beneath the surface, their indulgence threatens to burn everything they've worked for. In a world where precision and control reign supreme, can two fiery souls surrender to their desires without losing themselves-or each other?
Adrian Knight slammed the stainless steel counter with his palm, the metallic clang echoing across the empty kitchen. The prep stations gleamed under fluorescent lights, each surface scrubbed spotless in preparation for tomorrow's high-profile event. The invitation-only dinner promised to be his biggest break yet, a chance to solidify his reputation as a culinary genius. But right now, all he could taste was frustration.
"Where the hell is she?" he muttered, pacing the floor.
Celeste Laurent, the renowned sommelier, was supposed to arrive an hour ago to finalize the wine pairings for his carefully curated menu. Adrian wasn't used to waiting-especially not for someone with a reputation for being difficult.
The door to the kitchen creaked open, and Adrian turned sharply. His breath hitched.
Celeste walked in, her heels clicking softly against the tiled floor. Her auburn hair was swept into a loose bun, tendrils framing her sharp cheekbones. She wore a sleek black dress, her emerald eyes scanning the room with the air of someone who owned it.
"You're late," Adrian snapped, crossing his arms over his chest.
Celeste arched an elegant brow, unbothered by his tone. "Punctuality is for amateurs," she replied, her voice smooth and laced with a faint French accent.
Adrian clenched his jaw, refusing to let her rattle him. "We're on a tight schedule. I don't have time for your games."
"Neither do I," she said, setting her leather portfolio on the counter. "Let's get to work, shall we?"
Despite his irritation, Adrian couldn't deny the way his pulse quickened in her presence. There was something magnetic about Celeste-her confidence, her defiance, the way she seemed to command attention without trying. It annoyed him as much as it intrigued him.
"Fine," he said curtly. "Let's start with the amuse-bouche. I'm thinking citrus and fennel to wake up the palate."
Celeste opened her portfolio, revealing a list of wine notes in meticulous handwriting. "A Sancerre, perhaps? Its crisp acidity will complement the citrus without overpowering it."
Adrian nodded begrudgingly. "Not bad."
"Not bad?" she repeated, her lips curving into a sly smile. "Careful, Chef. That almost sounded like a compliment."
He ignored her and moved on to the next course, but the tension between them crackled like static electricity. Each decision-every wine, every ingredient-was a battle of wills. Adrian was used to being in control, but Celeste challenged him at every turn, her sharp tongue keeping him on edge.
As the hours passed, their professional clashes took on an almost flirtatious undercurrent. A casual brush of her hand against his, a lingering glance across the counter. By the time they reached the dessert course, Adrian's irritation had morphed into something else entirely-a smoldering attraction he couldn't ignore.
"Chocolate ganache with a hint of chili," he said, plating a sample. "Rich, decadent, with just enough heat to surprise you."
Celeste tasted the dessert, her eyes fluttering closed as the flavors unfolded on her tongue. Adrian watched, transfixed, as a soft moan escaped her lips.
"Perfect," she murmured, setting down her fork.
His throat went dry. "The wine?"
"A Tawny Port," she said, her voice husky. "Sweet and complex, with a finish as lingering as..." She trailed off, her gaze locking with his.
Adrian swallowed hard, the air between them thick with unspoken desire. He knew this was dangerous-mixing business with pleasure-but he couldn't stop himself.
"Celeste," he said, stepping closer.
She didn't move away. Instead, she tilted her head, her lips curving into a knowing smile. "What is it, Chef?"
His hand brushed against hers, and the contact sent a jolt of electricity through his body. Before he could think better of it, he leaned in, his lips capturing hers in a searing kiss.
Celeste responded instantly, her hands tangling in his hair as she pressed against him. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the heat of their connection. Adrian's control-so carefully maintained in the kitchen-shattered completely.
They stumbled against the counter, their bodies colliding in a frenzy of need. Adrian's hands roamed her curves, pulling her closer as their kiss deepened. Celeste gasped against his lips, her nails digging into his shoulders as she matched his intensity.
The cold metal of the counter bit into Adrian's back as Celeste pushed him down, her dominance both surprising and exhilarating. She straddled him, her dress hiking up to reveal long, shapely legs that he couldn't resist running his hands over.
"This is madness," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear.
"Maybe," Adrian said, his voice ragged. "But it feels damn good."
Their passion burned like a wildfire, consuming them both. Every kiss, every touch, every breath was an intoxicating blend of lust and defiance.
When they finally pulled apart, both were breathing hard, their clothes disheveled. Adrian stared at her, his mind racing.
"This doesn't change anything," he said, his tone harsher than he intended.
Celeste smirked, her green eyes glittering with amusement. "Of course not, Chef. It's just... a pairing."
Her words stung more than he cared to admit, but he nodded, forcing himself to focus on the task at hand.
As Celeste gathered her things and prepared to leave, Adrian couldn't shake the feeling that their night of indulgence was only the beginning.
And he was right.
Because the next day, everything would unravel.
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Running from her past, Cassia, a runaway omega, has spent years hiding from the ruthless pack she escaped. But when she crosses paths with the feared Alpha Killian-a wolf known for his brutal reign-her world is turned upside down. Killian is her fated mate, a bond she can't deny. As she resists his attempts to claim her, dark secrets about her past begin to unravel, revealing the true reason she fled. With enemies closing in and her heart torn between fear and desire, Cassia must decide if she can trust Killian to protect her or if surrendering to him will lead to her destruction.
Drayen Fael has spent his entire life training to exert revenge on the witch who destroyed his family. As one of the last dragon shifters, his fiery rage fuels his every step, sharpening his claws and stoking the flames that burn inside him. Finally, after decades of hunting, he tracks her to the ruins of a forgotten kingdom. But the witch, Keryth, isn't what he imagined. She isn't the heartless monster of his nightmares. She's broken, haunted by her own dark past, and struggling to control the very powers that caused Drayen's grief. As their fates intertwine, Drayen must confront a truth more terrifying than any firestorm: vengeance isn't the answer, and his destiny is tied to the one he swore to destroy. Together, they uncover a conspiracy that goes far beyond their vendetta, one that threatens to unleash a darkness capable of annihilating their world. Can love bloom in the ashes of betrayal? Or will the flames of their past consume them both?
When Zara Hart agrees to a marriage contract with the notoriously cold billionaire Damian Cole, she thinks she's secured her freedom from a debt-ridden life. Little does she know, Damian has his own agenda-a vengeance plan that requires an ideal "wife" to win his family's approval and take control of his legacy. As their lives intertwine in unexpected ways, Zara and Damian discover their fake marriage is becoming all too real. But with secrets and lies woven into their contract, will their growing love survive, or will it destroy them both?
Amara thought she had everything-a destined mate, a promising future as the Luna of the Silver Ridge Pack, and a love she believed unshakable. But when her mate, Alpha Kael, cruelly rejects her for another, her world crumbles. Stripped of her title and cast out, she ventures into the wilds, broken but determined to survive. Years later, Amara returns as a formidable warrior with secrets that could change the fate of the werewolf world. But fate has one last twist for her-a second chance mate, one she never expected: Adrian, the enigmatic and dangerous leader of the rogue wolves. Torn between a past she can't escape and a future she never anticipated, Amara must navigate treachery, forbidden love, and a deadly prophecy. As the moon rises, choices will be made, blood will be spilled, and destiny will unfold.
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When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
Desperate to handle her grandmother's towering medical bills, Gianna agreed to a contract marriage with Tristan, the enigmatic man she'd once shared a one-night stand with. She assumed they'd fulfill each other's needs and dissolve the arrangement once the terms expired. Unbeknownst to Gianna, this marriage was a dream Tristan had clung to for ten relentless years. Certain she was just filling someone else's role, Gianna prepared to leave when that other woman returned. But Tristan, his eyes burning with unspoken emotion, seized her trembling hand and declared, "You’re mine. Now and always."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
The dream of everyone with regards to marriage is to be able to find that special someone and settle down with them. Even arranged marriages grant you an opportunity to meet your partner briefly before the wedding. How will you feel about waking up in the morning with someone sleeping next to you who is not just anyone but your legally married partner yet with no memory of how that had happened in just a few hours of going out the previous day? This is the story of Jason Haward and Julia Harrison, two strangers trapped in a marriage they never planned. The quest to find out why led to the unfolding of a mystery which made them realize they are both living a lie. To find out more, read this amazing story of love, betrayal, revenge and murder.
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.