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Warning: this book contains strong sexual content, smuts and explicit scenes and is strictly for readers over the age of 18. Author pov: To my readers who are wondering if bikers men fuck as much as they ride--yes, they do. but these aren't super-heroes or the cute boy next door.They take.They claim and make you beg for more. For years, Daisy endured the mistreatment from her husband who was the president of the fallen-saints MC but tragedy struck when he got into an accident and lost his life.But even in his death, her husband showed her how much he hated her, he left everything to the hands of his mistress and the secret son they had leaving her hopeless and penniless. Broken by his hatred for her Daisy took his death as good fate and decided to start afresh, far away from the life she lived with him. but not until she ran into his rival Christian Blackwood. Christian Blackwood is the President of the hell-hounds motorcycle club and the perfect definition of a devil in human clothing. He is known to be ruthless , cold and most importantly without emotions and her husband sworn enemy. But somehow Daisy finds herself in the world of the man she was warned never to cross. The man who suddenly lurks in her shadows and wants her all to himself. Somehow she finds hers back in the world she vowed to run away from but this time it was just any world it was his world. Feelings become obsessions and obsession burns into something unthinkable. Rules are broken and rivalry's are heightened and not just that dark secrets are unveiled.

For three years, my husband Carter Hancock had erectile dysfunction. Or so he told me. I was the one who pulled him from a fiery car crash, and this marriage was his promise to cherish the hands that saved him. But tonight, I overheard him with my sister-in-law, Jodie. He confessed his condition was a lie to avoid touching me, and that he' d always loved her. Our marriage was just a sham to appease his grandfather. The betrayals kept coming. He claimed she was the one who saved him. He abandoned me during a landslide to rescue her. When I woke up in the hospital with broken ribs, he asked me to donate skin from my leg to fix a scratch on her face. He wanted to mutilate my body for the woman who stole my life, the woman carrying his secret child. My love was a burden, my sacrifice a joke they laughed about behind closed doors. Then I found the final, soul-crushing truth: our marriage certificate was a fake. I was never his wife, just a placeholder. That night, I picked up my phone and called the one person he' d warned me away from. "Alex," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I need to leave. Can you meet me in Europe?"

Everyone knew Kristine loved Colton. Still, his heart clung to a woman overseas-someone he spent most days with, now pregnant with his baby-and Kristine still asked him to marry her. On their registration day, however, he never came; his "true love" had flown back. Seven years of loyalty later, Kristine walked away, blocked him, and left his city. Colton didn't blink-until he saw her at the courthouse, arm-in-arm with another man, and the proud CEO went pale. He went after her, desperation overtaking him. "I'm sorry. Please give me another chance." She snapped, "Could you stop? I'm already married."

In a world of eternal frost, heat is the only currency that matters. Elara is a daughter of the Summer Court, a realm of sun and life that has long been at odds with the frozen industrial wasteland of the Winter Spire. When her people fall into a catastrophic debt they cannot pay, Elara is signed over as the ultimate collateral. She is the tithe. She is the battery. Silas, the cold and calculated King of the Spire, does not want a queen. He wants a power source. To save his dying city, he intends to extract every drop of Elara's solar fire to fuel the Great Forge. He is a man of ice and iron, a vampire who has forgotten the feeling of warmth until he tastes hers. But the extraction comes with a price neither anticipated. As Silas drinks from Elara's light, a dark and symbiotic bond begins to form, linking their heartbeats and their very souls. In a city governed by the Ancient Laws, their connection is a heresy that threatens to burn the Spire to the ground. As the political vultures of the Council circle and the rebels in the slums rise, Elara must decide if she will remain a prisoner or become the spark that ignites a revolution. Silas must choose between the survival of his kingdom and the woman who has become his only source of life. The debt is growing. The ice is melting. And in the heart of the Obsidian Spire, the sun is finally starting to rise.

My mother was dying, her last wish to see the man I'd secretly married three years ago. But as I frantically called his phone, which went straight to voicemail, he was busy marrying my childhood rival in a lavish ceremony right outside the hospital. He publicly denied knowing me, his wife of three years, the secret benefactor who built his entire tech empire from the ground up. To humiliate me further, he allowed his new bride to broadcast a video of my deepest, most private trauma to all their wedding guests, dismissing my pain as "gossip." My mother died heartbroken from his betrayal. But they made a fatal mistake. They thought I was just a poor, pathetic wife they could discard. They didn't know I was the anonymous, globally feared tech mogul they'd been trying to impress all along. And I just gave my second-in-command a single order: "Burn it all down."

On the day Caroline was diagnosed with stomach cancer, she discovered a pair of lace panties in her husband's suit pocket. After three years of a hidden marriage, she received neither love nor public recognition from him. She gave up her own happiness for her adopted brother, only to see him return and embrace another woman, dismissing her completely. Her husband's rival treated her like a toy and wouldn't leave her alone. Caroline finally understood that men could not be trusted. She broke every tie and vanished without a word. Soon, the men who wronged her lost control, one by one.