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I collapsed from exhaustion after dedicating ten years of my life to my CEO girlfriend, Kendal. I gave up my music, my dreams, everything to build her empire. At the hospital, the doctor delivered the news. Malignant tumor. I needed emergency surgery to save my life. Kendal never visited. Not once. I later found out she was on the phone with another man, sweetly telling him she missed him while I was lying in a hospital bed. Two weeks after they cut the cancer out of me, on her birthday, I went home and cooked her favorite meal. It was supposed to be our last supper, a final goodbye. She stumbled in late that night, drunk, carried piggyback by that same man. They were wearing matching black t-shirts. His said, "I'm with her." Hers said, "I'm with him." She saw me and froze, her laughter dying in her throat. She scrambled off his back, her face a mask of panic and guilt. But I felt nothing. Not anger, not jealousy. The part of me that could feel pain for her had been carved out on the operating table, right along with the tumor. I looked her straight in the eye. "It's over." Then I walked out of the penthouse we once called home, leaving her standing alone in the monument to our failed relationship. This time, I wasn't coming back.

My life as a diner waitress, a single mom to five-year-old Leo, was perfectly ordinary. Then came the frantic Facebook post from another mom: "CHLOE TRIED TO FLY!!! Off the balcony! Mr. Giggles! Candy Cloud Kingdom! HELP!" My blood ran cold because Chloe was in Leo' s preschool class. That evening, Leo whispered about Mr. Giggles, a "shadow man with spider legs" who promised kids they could fly to a magical kingdom. The preschool insisted their security footage showed nothing unusual, and Leo' s teacher, Ms. Albright, seemed to think it was just childish fantasy. But then Chloe, that sweet five-year-old girl, fell from her apartment window and died-just after Leo said she had "finished her mission" for Mr. Giggles. Panic truly set in when Leo, attempting to make a dangerous "Star-Power Soda" for his own "mission," almost poisoned himself. How could a child' s imagination turn so deadly? Why did no one else believe me, especially when the evidence seemed to vanish right before my eyes? Everyone thought I was losing my mind, but I knew my son was in grave danger. Clutching a chilling, left-handed drawing with unique stars-just like a disturbing picture found near Chloe-I knew I had to find out who or what was truly manipulating these innocent children, even if it meant uncovering a truth far darker than any shadow man.

Five years ago, Selene Nightshade had everything-her mate, her pack, and a future as the Alpha's Luna. But when Kade Raventhorn, the ruthless and duty-bound Alpha, rejected their bond for a political alliance, she was cast out, broken and humiliated. She vanished without a trace, carrying a secret that could shake the entire pack-Kade's heir. Now, Selene returns, stronger, colder, and untouchable. She has no intention of reopening old wounds, but the moment she steps back into Kade's territory, his wolf awakens with an unrelenting need. The bond he thought was severed is still there, burning stronger than ever. Kade demands answers. Selene refuses to bow. But when their hidden son's powers begin to manifest, drawing the attention of dark forces, Selene and Kade are forced into an uneasy alliance. Their passion reignites, but so do the scars of betrayal. Will Kade earn back the mate he once rejected? Or will the secrets between them destroy any chance of a second chance? Fate may have given them one more shot at love-but some wounds cut too deep to heal.

Hot. Fast. Dangerous. Only two things are capable of sating my hunger: racing and women. I’m a devil behind the wheel, and there isn’t another man in New York City who can beat me. Nor any dumb enough to try. But there was a woman who could. My ex-wife, Evie. And she did. Messed me up real good. Thanks to her, I gave up my dream of racing, but I can’t run from fate forever. The evil bastards at her side have taken over the underground racing scene, but I’m diving back in deep. With my focus on the road, the last thing I need is a distraction, but that’s just what Laina is. My best friend’s little sister feels off limits, until she isn’t. Perfect curves and a smile that could melt hearts, this woman has me wanting to say yes from the start. She’s relentless and drives me mad with the desire to be bad one more time—just for her. I might be outracing demons, but I’m not running from anything. Not me. Not ever again.

He was a top student at the medical university. His features were attractive but his cold aura had sent girls fleeing. However, she was an exception. No matter how many times he refused her, she had never given up. Until they spent a wild night because of alcohol, she had his child. Happiness filled their marriage, but death suddenly took her away from him. A mysterious voice in dark asked him, “What do you want in your next life?” He answered without hesitation, “Nothing but her.”

Major Vigoureux by Arthur Quiller-Couch

The air was thick with the scent of lilies and impending death in Don Tony Marino's master suite. As his daughter-in-law, I was expected to maintain composure, a mask I wore expertly through the hushed murmurs of the family. But nothing could prepare me for the scene that unfolded before my eyes. My husband, Sonny, burst into the death room, dragging a garish woman with too much makeup. His frantic shouts echoed: "Pop, I' m in love! This is Luna. I want an annulment from Izzy!" He declared his intention to marry this gold-digger, shattering our family's most crucial alliance with my father, Don Marcus Bellucci. A betrayal so audacious, it nearly brought the dying Don back to life in pure rage. The shock reverberated through the hushed capos and family gathered outside the door. Sonny, blinded by obsession, publicly shamed me, calling me cold and calculating. Then, Luna, the parasite, offered her "brilliant" plan to save the family: an outdated cryptocurrency money-laundering scheme. A plan so simple, so fatally flawed, even street dealers knew better. My heart ached, not for Sonny, but for the profound disrespect shown to my family, to the very alliance cemented by my brothers' sacrifice. How could he be so foolish? So reckless? Was this truly the end of everything our combined families had built, all for a cheap Vegas grifter? But as Luna babbled, a quiet, cold determination ignited within me. I calmly exposed her amateur scheme, revealing its fatal flaws for everyone to hear. In that fraught moment, a dying Don Tony Marino looked at me not as just an ally's daughter, but as the only one capable of confronting the chaos. Little did I know, this public humiliation was just the first tremor. The true reckoning for our family, and the rise of a new era, was about to begin.

"Yeah... you love how your stepbrother fucks you, don't you? Bet no one's ever filled this tight little pussy this good." "Yes... big brother... your cock feels so fucking huge inside me... it fills me up so perfectly," I moaned, voice shaking. That sent him over the edge. He went completely feral. One big hand wrapped around my throat firm and possessive, just tight enough to make my head spin while he railed me even harder. His hips pistoned relentlessly, balls slapping wetly against my ass with every brutal thrust. The filthy, slick sounds of skin on skin echoed around us. "You like that, huh?" he rasped, squeezing my throat a little tighter. "Yes... harder, please... choke me and pound this pussy... it's all yours... fuck, it's all yours!" His grip stayed locked on my neck as he drove even deeper, hitting spots that made my vision blur and my whole body tremble. I was so close, clenching around him like I never wanted to let go. "Fuck... I'm gonna cum... yes!" I moaned. Cum Inside Me, Daddy is a collection of straight-up filthy stories about raw, no-limits sex. Bodies crashing together in hard fucks. Holes stretched wide, throats used rough, sheets drenched in cum and sweat.Each one dives deep into pure hunger, cocks slamming in deep, pussies taking it hard, asses getting claimed with no mercy. All the taboo stuff you crave, laid out in brutal detail.No romance. No sweet talk. Just hard, wet, pounding sex that leaves you spent. This book isn't about love. It's about need and giving in until you're soaked.

(This Book is rated 18+ with sex scenes) In this captivating story lies Chloe, a compassionate psychologist, and Alex Peterson, a formidable billionaire. Their union was forged for disparate reasons – Alex was cajoled into the union by his friend, Joe, who is also a freind to Chloe. Chloe on the other end willingly embraced the idea of the union, driven by her desire to heal his tormented soul. Chloe's own life had always been filled with pain and struggles as she was raised in an orphanage. Her life experiences had driven her to have so much belief in saving lives as she often said that"saving a single life is worth every sacrifice." Beneath Alex's veneer of arrogance and cold-heartedness, she sensed a hidden depth of meekness and empathy waiting to be revealed. Determined to unravel the mystery of her husband and liberate him from the clutches of drugs, alcohol an mental illness, Chloe embarked on a journey, a journey that led her to various corners of life. Yet, as Alex continued to subject her to heartache and torment, the question loomed: could she ever succeed?

Amelie Pearce, born into one of the prominent crime families in Chicago, is a princess of the mafia renowned for her physical attractiveness. However, what many perceive as a blessing becomes her downfall when she is compelled to marry Gio Merante, in order to establish peace between two mafia dynasties. Gio is the prospective head of the Merante Cartel within the New York Famiglia, a man infamous for his brutal nature and for strangling his cousin with his bare hands. Millie is filled with terror at the prospect of marrying such a monster. Despite being one of the most desirable bachelors in New York due to his good looks, wealth, and charismatic but predatory demeanor, Millie understands that Gio's bad boy persona is more than just an act. Behind Gio's captivating gray eyes and arrogant smile lie bloodshed and death. In her world, an attractive exterior often conceals a hidden monster—one capable of both killing and kissing with equal ease. However, escaping from the arranged union, let alone a man like Gio, is impossible. He would pursue her to the ends of the earth. Millie's only hope of survival in a marriage with Gio is to win his affection and gradually find her way into his heart—despite rumors that suggest Gio possesses no heart at all. A beautiful mafia princess given to a monstrous man. Even monsters harbor a heart. She fully intends to find her place within it.

I was Elara Vance, a humble janitor by day, a secret Legacy Keeper by night, painstakingly saving every penny for my retirement. Then came the ludicrously generous $35 million offer from Marcus Thorne, a titan of industry. His demand: perform a sacred lineage ritual over his "suicided" son, Julian, and then "sanitize" the scene. It felt wrong, but it was my escape. Stepping into Julian' s opulent, blood-soaked room, a primal chill seized me – this was no suicide. The gruesome scene screamed violence, not despair. Then I saw him, truly saw the "body," and my world tilted violently off its axis. Julian Thorne wasn't just a dead rich kid; he was Jake Miller, the man I' d loved, who vanished a decade ago, leaving my heart in pieces. And he wasn't dead. He was alive, barely, a victim of a monstrous, unspeakable betrayal. Marcus Thorne, the grieving father, was a cold-blooded killer who' d tried to murder his own son and wanted me, the Legacy Keeper, to clean up the mess and take the fall. The decade of heartache over Jake' s disappearance collided with burning rage and terror. How could the man I loved be entwined in such depravity, and I, the innocent, be the chosen scapegoat? The weight of his family' s dark secrets threatened to crush me in that room. With Marcus' s goons pounding at the door, demanding answers, I knew I had two choices: die here, or fight back using the very "ritual" he desperately craved. This wasn't about money anymore; it was about survival, and exposing a powerful family's terrifying truth.

Behind the gates of luxury and power, secrets lurk in every shadow. For Sophia, a young woman with a mysterious past, the truth about her family's secrets and lies will change everything. Join Sophia on a journey of discovery, love, and heartbreak as she uncovers the shocking truth about her identity and her place in the world."

*Warning! Matured Content* "St.gardens?!" "Yes, sir cho" "Come closer, let me see you properly!" "...umm...that should be enough, sir Cho! Auntie said that, it's just once a week!" Cho Ja Nathaniel"......." "Are you done, St.gardens?!!" "I...I am sorry, sir Cho. I am just st…" "Mnnn...mnn...stop it, sir Cho!! This is not right!! I signed a contract!" "What f**king contract is that?!! That is between you and my mother!! I'm signing another one! We need more to make a stamp!!" "...What?! No!!" "No?!! I see you are really fierce. Well, you should know that I like your kind!!" "F**k you!!" "Haha…! No, little girl! You don't stand the chance! But don't you worry, I'll help you! I'll f**k you instead and quite well too!!" St.gardens"......" ************ Haneul Ja St.gardens was a gentle, innocent and sweet girl but also covered with taekwondo skills. One thing that was constant in her life, was bad luck. She could not find a better job to make her life more stable. St.gardens was feeding from hand to mouth, until the day she met a middle aged woman. She offered her a deal she could not refuse because the benefits were awesome. St.gardens was to become a surrogate mother for her son Cho Ja Nathaniel. Things didn't go well the way St.gardens had planned and she asked herself several times, if "she should really do it or not?" ******** A refreshing book, wrapped specially for you! Join them as they search for the right key to the invisible golden door! Happy Reading! Please, stay safe. #For me and for all!

‘’Zera..’’ I said, her name falling off my lips and her presence rising strongly in my heart and in the bearings of my soul. ‘’Zeus..’’ She responded in a low voice that was coated with the essence of her gentleness and that was all it took for my lips to come down on hers. Knowing she is the one I have to worship and hold dear for the rest of my life, I kissed her in the opposite form of how my beast wanted me to take things. We have truly waited for so long for this moment and I needed to savour it. Her lips opened up to me like a flower and I took her lower and upper lips in adored turns but then the heat of our bodies changed the course of direction my silent heart-made vow had intended. ************* This is the story of high school enemies who found out they were mates on a day when war broke out between their packs. One of them gives up the pack that has built the individual over the years for the other and bears a heavy resentment. While the other who bears the burden of rulership, carries an undying grudge towards the other. Four years later, they meet and gradually their differences and supposed hatred begin to fall apart. Meet Zera Sheriff and Zeus Raphael.

Allen Chapman was one of the many pseudonyms used by the Stratemeyer Syndicate to publish popular kids books.

I was the rightful heir to the Valenzuela estate, but my aunt and cousin treated me worse than a stray dog. On a freezing rainy night, they forged documents to strip me of my trust fund and violently ordered their bodyguards to throw me out. My cousin snatched the rosewood urn containing my mother's ashes. She smashed it onto the marble floor and maliciously ground the white powder under her stiletto heel. When Aidan, the elderly butler who had protected me since I was a baby, tried to shield me from their assassins in the storm, he was stabbed in the back. His hot blood poured over my hands as he died in the muddy puddle, while my aunt's men laughed and raised their blades to finish me off. They thought I was just a nameless orphan they could easily erase. The next day, they went to the press, branding me a degenerate thief who ran away, happily preparing to parade around at my grandfather's charity gala using my stolen wealth. But they didn't know I was rescued from the rain by the most ruthless billionaire in New York, a man willing to burn the city down to protect me. Staring at my pale reflection in the penthouse mirror, I took a pair of heavy silver scissors and chopped off my long hair. "From today on, the weak girl is dead. I am Evelena Valenzuela, and I am going to make them bleed for every single thing they took."

First published in 1873, The Gilded Age is both a biting satire and a revealing portrait of post-Civil War America--an age of corruption, of national optimism, and of crooked land speculators, ruthless bankers, and dishonest politicians voraciousiy taking advantage of that new optimism.

The Third Miss Symons by F. M. Mayor

I had an underground romance with my best friend's brother for a year. I originally planned to announce it to everyone on his birthday. The day before his birthday, I went to deliver food to him with my best friend. Looking at the boyfriend and the flower girl holding hands in front of me, I clenched my fists. "My brother is quite talented. He managed to win the flower girl over so quickly." I nodded with a bitter expression: "Zhi Heng's brother is very compatible with his girlfriend."

Old Rose and Silver by Myrtle Reed