Some girls steal hearts. Jinx prefers classified files, encrypted safes, and the occasional government secret. In a neon-lit city buzzing with corruption and caffeine, Jinx is a thief with style, sass, and zero regard for rules. She's fast, brilliant, and always three steps ahead-until she accidentally steals the wrong file and ends up on the radar of Agent Adrian Vance. Stoic. Relentless. Infuriatingly attractive. Adrian was trained to catch criminals, not flirt with them. But when a routine chase turns into a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse-with a hell of a lot of sexual tension-he finds himself questioning everything. Especially when he discovers his name inside that stolen file... with a target painted on his back. Now, Jinx and Adrian are stuck in the same web of lies, black ops, and enemies who don't play fair. She might be chaos in combat boots. He might be order with a badge. Together, they might just burn the whole city down.
Chapter One It was a simple job. Steal the file. Don't get caught. Don't flirt with the man trying to arrest you. Oops.
JINX
Some people collect stamps. I collect classified data and emotional damage.
The hallway was dark. Dusty. Reeked of copper and ozone. Somewhere below, traffic buzzed and sirens wailed like the city was screaming at itself. I crouched by the keypad, twisting the tiny tool between my gloved fingers until the green light flicked on and the heavy vault door clicked.
Amateurs built security systems. I built better ways in.
"You have sixty seconds," Sera whispered in my ear, her voice sharp through the comm.
"Relax," I murmured. "I'm already in."
"You cocky little gremlin."
I grinned.
The vault opened with a low hiss, revealing rows of locked drawers, steel cabinets, and a single folder placed dead center on a pedestal like some kind of dramatic prize. No digital backups. No server access. Just old-fashioned paper.
Paranoid much?
I made my way to the pedestal, heart thumping with adrenaline. This was supposed to be easy-get in, grab the file, ghost out. But something about the setup felt... wrong. Like someone wanted me to take it.
"Sera, this is too clean."
"Because you're too good. Ten seconds, Jinx."
I grabbed the file.
The second my fingers touched the folder, a soft ping echoed through the room.
Shit.
"Motion sensor just spiked," Sera said. "You've got company."
I spun, shoved the folder into my jacket, and sprinted for the door. Heavy boots pounded down the hall outside-too heavy, too fast. Not security.
Military.
I dove through the door, rolled across the hallway tiles, and popped up behind a support beam just as a figure rounded the corner.
And then I saw him.
Tall. Broad shoulders. Tactical gear like it was tailored to him. Jaw so sharp it could slice glass. He held his weapon low but ready, sweeping the hall with precise, measured movement.
He looked like a nightmare.
He looked like a challenge.
And then he saw me.
Our eyes locked. His narrowed.
I winked.
He raised his gun.
I bolted.
"Sera, exit route?"
"Left, then up three levels. Roof access is open."
"Buy me thirty seconds."
"You better be hot-wiring a jetpack."
I darted left, heard him curse and follow. He was fast. Damn fast. But I'd been running from people longer than he'd probably been shaving.
Up the stairs. Through a crumbling maintenance corridor. My boots hit the rooftop gravel just as the door slammed open behind me.
"Stop!" he shouted.
I turned, walking backward toward the edge.
"You gonna shoot me, handsome? That'll make paperwork awkward."
He didn't answer. Just stared.
So I smiled, gave him a lazy salute, and jumped off the roof.
Sera's drone caught me mid-fall, magnets locking to my jacket as I dangled and swung over the alley like a gleeful, lawbreaking piñata.
"You are out of your damn mind," she muttered.
"But did you see his face?" I asked, breathless with laughter.
"He looked like he wanted to strangle you."
"Right? God, he's hot."
Some girls want flowers.
I want the man trying to arrest me to look that pissed when I get away.
Jaxon Kane is a fighter. In the ring, he never loses. But fifteen years ago, he made the biggest mistake of his life. He walked away from the only woman he ever loved, leaving nothing but betrayal and heartbreak in his wake. Now, he's at the top of the world, an undefeated champion but some fights don't end with the final bell. Because she's back. And this time, winning her back will be the hardest fight of his life.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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."
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
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."
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"