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Chamber: An Esports Romance

Chamber: An Esports Romance

Clifton, the god of esports, was secretly battling a career-ending wrist injury to protect his team. A year ago, he kissed his duo partner, Justice, only to be met with violent disgust. Justice shoved him away and dry-heaved in the rain, looking at him like a monster. Humiliated by the straight man's raw revulsion, Clifton cut him out of his life. But now, Justice suddenly appeared at Clifton's club as a rookie tryout. Instead of an ambitious climber, Justice played the perfect, pathetic victim. He cowered, trembled, and acted terrified whenever Clifton was near. He even signed a bloodsucking contract with a toxic teammate, sparking rumors he was brought in to replace Clifton as captain. During a scrimmage, Clifton hesitated to shoot because he remembered Justice had just severely burned his hand. Justice showed no mercy. He ruthlessly gunned Clifton down, humiliating the captain in front of the entire coaching staff. Clifton was consumed by blinding rage and betrayal. If Justice was so disgusted by him, why did he fake his devotion for six months just to use him? Why was he acting like helpless prey now, after trampling all over Clifton's pride? Determined to rip off the liar's disguise, Clifton dragged Justice into a live stream in front of sixty thousand viewers. "He's asking if you are in love with me." Clifton smiled cruelly, waiting for the public execution. But just as the trap snapped shut, a choked, terrified gasp came through the headset.
MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER, MY RUIN

MY BESTFRIEND'S BROTHER, MY RUIN

"I thought you were my savior. I didn't know you were the one who set the fire." The day the debt collectors came for my family, I couldn't even scream. My voice has always been a prisoner of my anxiety, leaving me defenseless in a world of wolves. Then came Ignatius. My brother's best friend. A man with the face of a saint and the wealth of a king. He didn't just save me; he bought my world. He paid the debts, moved me into his palatial estate, and whispered that I was finally safe. For the first time, I felt the warmth of a "hero." I gave him my trust. I almost gave him my heart. But a saint doesn't keep cameras in your bedroom. The crushing realization hit harder than any blow from a collector: Ignatius didn't buy my debt-he created it. He paid the men who terrified my mother. He orchestrated the ruin of my brother. Every tear I shed was a calculated investment in my total dependence on him. He didn't want a lover; he wanted a broken pet. Now, the "Saint" has dropped his mask. Ignatius thinks because I am mute, I am powerless. He thinks because I am fragile, I am his. He's wrong. If Ignatius wants to play the Predator, I'll find a bigger one. His father, Cane-the cold, ruthless patriarch of the empire-is the only man Ignatius fears. I'm moving from the guest room to the master suite. I'm going to tear this family apart from the inside out, one forbidden dinner at a time. Ignatius ruined my life to own me. Now, I'm going to make sure the debt he owes me costs him everything.
A thousand shades of Megalomaniac

A thousand shades of Megalomaniac

Cherry Allen was a woman in a predicament. She found herself torn between two choices that could both lead to misery and heartache. On one hand, there was Brandon Black, her egotistical boss who had an obsessive desire for power. He had made it clear that he wanted her and expected her to comply with his every sexual fantasy. On the other hand, there was the option of quitting her job and risking a life full of misery and woe because of her ex Jacob, who was back in town with a past filled with bad decisions and disappointments. A past only Brandon wielded the power to stop from resurfacing. Brandon was a wealthy and influential man who believed that the world was his playground. He was no narcissist, but he had no problem with using his power and influence to get what he wanted. However, he was surprised when he found himself falling head over heels for Cherry after having a one-night stand with her. He couldn't get her out of his mind and he wanted her more than anything else. But Cherry was not an easy conquest. She was a woman of integrity and self-respect and she was not willing to become a sex slave to Brandon's fantasies. She made it clear to him that she would not give in to his demands and that he had to respect her boundaries. Brandon was not used to rejection and he initially didn't take it well. He tried to use his power and influence to persuade her but she stood her ground. He soon realized that he had to change his approach if he wanted to win her over. He learned that not everything in life could be controlled with power and that there were other ways to get what he wanted. He started to woo her with love and affection, something he had never done before. He took her on romantic dates, bought her gifts, and showed her a side of himself that he had never shown anyone else. He soon realized that he was falling in love with her and that he wanted her to be his forever. Cherry was initially skeptical of his newfound sincerity but she eventually let her guard down. She saw the man beneath the power and influence and realized that he was capable of love and tenderness. She agreed to be his girlfriend on the condition that he respected her boundaries and treated her with dignity and respect. In the end, Brandon learned that true love could not be obtained through power and influence. He had to change his ways and learn to love someone for who they were. Cherry, on the other hand, learned that love could come from unexpected places and that sometimes, the best things in life were worth fighting for.
His Accidental Heiress

His Accidental Heiress

Elena's life has never been easy. She's 23, broke, and working long hours at a small café just to keep a roof over her head. Her best friend, Elizabeth, worries she'll work herself to death, so one night she drags Elena to a house party. Elena doesn't like parties, but she goes anyway. That night changes everything. Looking for the bathroom, she opens the wrong door and finds herself in the same room as a man-tall, handsome, and mysterious. They don't exchange names. They don't plan it. One thing leads to another, and they spend the night together. By morning, he's gone. No note. No name. Just gone. Elena tries to forget about it until weeks later, when she realizes she's pregnant. Panic hits her hard. She doesn't know the man's name. She doesn't have his number. She's broke and alone, but she decides to keep the baby and work harder. Around this time, Elliott, Elena's boss, starts visiting the café often. He's friendly, supportive, and becomes her closest friend. She has no idea Elliott is connected to her mystery man. When the café job can't cover her bills anymore, Elliott helps her find a better job as a secretary in a big company. She's relieved-until her first day on the job, when she sees him. Jaxon Thorn. The father of her baby. Jaxon is shocked too. He feels betrayed that she didn't tell him sooner. She feels hurt that he left without a word. Things get even worse when Khloe-the woman desperate to marry Jaxon-steps in to destroy Elena. One night turned their worlds upside down. Now, they have to face the truth: Can love really come from one mistake?
A Tale of Two Hearts

A Tale of Two Hearts

Ivy Taylor is unique in the lavish world of London's high society, where scandals and old money rule supreme. As the daughter of a self-made millionaire who loves poetry and painting, she is accustomed to feeling alienated from the elite. But one fateful night at a grand gala changes everything when she crosses paths with Arnold Wellington, the irresistible billionaire heir whose charm hides a life dictated by duty. Their connection is instant, their chemistry undeniable-but their love is forbidden. Arnold is bound by an engagement to Isabella Edward, a woman as cunning as she is beautiful, who will stop at nothing to claim what she believes is hers. As whispers of their secret affair spread, Ivy finds herself thrust into the public eye, the unwilling face of a scandal that could destroy them both. Painted as the villain in a story she didn't write, the real betrayal comes from closer to home. A trusted confidant, pushed by desperation and manipulation, sells a damning secret to a cunning puppet master in the shadows. This betrayal sets the stage for heartbreak, unleashing a storm of lies, revenge, and shattered loyalties. As their worlds unravel, the billionaire faces a choice: defy his powerful family and risk losing everything for love, or surrender to the expectations that have defined his life. Even if the weight of controversy threatens to overwhelm her, Ivy must find the strength to soar above the chaos. The gorgeous, ugly world of high society, where every choice has a cost and every smile conceals a secret, is the setting for the romantic and deceptive narrative The Tale of Two Hearts. Who will win this contest of love, devotion, and ambition, and who will lose in the end?
The Mafia Lover

The Mafia Lover

'I told you not to hit that girl anymore' Malli told me. I just frowned because of what he said. He really blamed me, I'm the one who doesn't have a place to live now. "I've told you many times Malli, I'm the one who avoids.. but she keeps on pestering me" I just scratched the back of my neck while walking on the side of the road. I was carrying a large suitcase that contained my belongings. The landlord of my apartment just kicked me out, just because that b*tch paid him to! "So annoying" I whispered. I begged my friend Malli that if possible, I would stay with them first. But she refused, and I understand why. 'You know there are a lot of us here at home.. Aunt Orlen's head will only get hot if there are more' Regretfully said my friend. She apologized to me for not being able to help me this time. But I assured her that it's fine. "What's up Malli, that's okay.. I should be thanking you, because you're always there when I have problems like this" I smiled while talking. We talked for a few more minutes and then I hung up. I let out a deep breath as I dragged the suitcase. When I got tired I stopped in an alley to take a rest. There is no one on the road because maybe it is getting late. But I was confused when I realized that it's so oddly quiet. "Weird" I whispered to myself. I started walking again, I had planned to go to my cousin's house and stay there at least one night. But I was stunned when I heard something. "Agh" I heard someone moan. I frowned when I saw a figure approaching in my direction. Do this while bent and holding the left arm. "Mister, are you alright-" What I was about to say was cut short when he suddenly pointed a gun at me. My eyes widened in shock. "stay away" His tone was cold and serious. I just nodded because I don't want to die! I swallowed when I saw his bloody arm that he was now covering with one of his hands. As he said I stayed away from him. I was about to leave because of fear when suddenly I heard a gunshot. "F*ck" said the man irritable. "Really f*ck!" I screamed when I realized that the bullet passed between us just close to me. I quickly ran and so did the man I was talking to. We passed several alleys but I still didn't stop running. This guy I'm with just follows me. "Why are you following me? They're after you, aren't they? Don't let me empathize!" I shouted while still running. I heard footsteps chasing us that's why I panicked. "I don't know this place that well, so please just shut up and lead me anywhere safe." He said it simply without any worry or fear on his face! But he is right, there are many alleys here so you may get lost or end up in a dead end. But given that I have memorized this place I will never get lost. I was so nervous that I almost fell, but the man with me immediately supported me. We stopped running for a while. "D*mn it" The guy groaned, I saw his leg bleeding. Passing it, I can see our pursuers. The man immediately pulled me to run to get away. "Jusko, what's the matter, I'm going to die today!" I was panicking, a few tears were building up in my eyes. "Don't be so dramatic" says the guy who dragged me into this! "Your face is dramatic! You're the reason why I'm in this situation and then you say something like that? What a j*rk!" I promise. We ran for a few more seconds until we got tired and stopped and hid in an abandoned building. "What now?" I will ask. "They're still following us" He says while ripping his black shirt and bandaging the wound on his arm. Now he doesn't have a cover anymore. I just averted my eyes because of that. We were sitting next to each other on the floor, even though it was dark around me I could see his muscular arms and chest. I can also see his bright eyes. There's a hint of gray in his eyes, I think it has a race. "They're only after you, I'm out of there" When I stopped. I crossed my arms and turned my back on him. I heard his gun go off that's why I looked at it. I see how alert and serious he is. I swallowed because those who were chasing us might have found us earlier. Well technically they are only after him, I just feel sorry for him! "I swear, when I die I will really haunt you." I said nervously as I seemed to hide behind him. He didn't even look at me, instead he focused on inspecting the surroundings. I made the sign of the cross because it looks like the people who want to kill him are already here. Lord, please don't leave me alone, I promise to be really kind. My little prayer, but. My eyes widened when my cellphone rang. The man next to me immediately picked it up and quickly hung up. My mouth fell when I heard a gunshot. "Oh my god" I whispered under my breath. "Fuck! ng bastards" The man beside me growled. He stood up and looked at the door. When it was sure that no one was there, it came out. "Don't leave me" I whispered. "Just stay there, I'll be back" He calmly says. I followed what he said and just hid. Why did I end up in this situat