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The Cold Vampire

The Cold Vampire

PROLOGUE "Mom, is that you?" I asked when I could get out of the bathroom. I took a bath because it's late and I don't want to sleep sweaty, because I'm sticky. "Ma?" .I repeat because of the faint sound I hear from the window, it's raining hard now and it still hasn't stopped since yesterday. I heard a crack in the window again but I just ignored it. .Maybe it's just leaves flying because of the strength of the wind, I also don't want to look because I'm scared. Maybe what creature I see there. I just lay down on the bed and leaned my head on its headboard and because I had a towel on my head my hair was a bit pulled. "Ah!" .I was stunned by the loud thunder and I accidentally knocked over my cellphone which was just on the side table, at the same time an envelope was dropped and its contents were scattered. One by one I picked it up and marveled at its contents. Where did it come from? What is it for? This is my photo! .my eyes widened when I saw that, it was my picture where I was taking a bath before. I have no cover here in the photo while facing the shower. I felt very nervous because I didn't know who took the picture of me? He's voyeurizing me! .I crumpled the picture I was holding and looked at the other photos again, I cried because it was disgusting to know that he was watching me while taking a bath and what's worse is that he was taking a picture of me! It might suddenly appear on social media and go viral, I'm scared. .there was a small piece of paper tucked inside the envelope so I immediately opened it which I wish I hadn't done because there was a message there. You're so sexy as f'ck .
Flash Marriage To The Cold CEO

Flash Marriage To The Cold CEO

To save her mother from her abusive stepfather, Jocelyn was forced to sign her life away and marry Houston Matthews, a ruthless and terrifyingly wealthy CEO. But shortly after moving into his sterile penthouse and playing the perfect, doting wife for his grandfather, she made a devastating mistake: she cooked him a plate of homemade dumplings. Instead of a thank you, Houston stared at the food with contracted pupils and pale cheeks, reacting with an inexplicable, cold fury as if she had served him pure poison. Things escalated when his meddling grandfather forced them into the same bedroom and slipped a powerful aphrodisiac into their nightly milk. Driven by a drugged, feverish haze, Houston pinned her to the bed, tearing through her inhibitions in a storm of desperate possession, but by morning, he reverted to an impassive stranger in a crisp suit, looking at her bruised body with nothing but regret. Jocelyn trembled with hot, acidic shame, completely unable to understand why a simple plate of dumplings triggered such violent trauma in this billionaire, nor how he could use her so thoroughly in the dark only to discard her like a cheap transaction in the daylight. The last shred of her naive hope shattered, and she picked up the priceless emerald matriarch bracelet his grandfather had given her, placing it onto the table with a sharp, final clink. "Our agreement did not include this."
Finding Love After the Drain

Finding Love After the Drain

Emily' s smile was as bright as the new silver pen she held out to me, a pen she said would bring me good luck for finding a new job. But I knew better. Every "lucky" gift from her had cost me dearly. My last job, a stable marketing position, vanished after she gave me a "lucky" desktop plant. Then a designer handbag led to my wallet being stolen. And a set of wine glasses she gave me and Mark on our anniversary led to our worst fight ever, and then he left me, only to start dating Emily two weeks later. They became the city' s golden couple, their success built on my ruin. My parents, who adored Emily, couldn't see it. "Things just seem to go wrong around you, Sarah," my boss had said, echoing my family' s common accusation: I was truly unlucky. But I knew the truth. Emily had confessed it herself: "Because you had all the luck, Sarah. These little gifts… they' re not for you. They' re for me. They take your good fortune and transfer it to me. Your job paid for my gallery representation. Your boyfriend… well, I think I' ll keep him. You' re not unlucky, Sarah. You' re a battery. And you' re just about drained." Now, holding a pen that felt like poison, I realized I wouldn' t be a victim anymore. My old self had died with everything I' d lost, but a new, cold resolve was forming. I was a battery, yes, but now I would choose who got drained. I reached into my purse for my grandmother' s locket, the one thing Emily had never touched, my last hope. The game was about to change.
Craving My Best Friend's Dad

Craving My Best Friend's Dad

This is an age-gap, forbidden romance book loaded with delicious tension and plenty of steamy chapters. Get ready, you're in for a ride! - "You little whore." He rolled his hips with vigor, every thrust a reminder of how insanely his cock had craved her since their last time together. "So wet for daddy." Her wet pussy throbbed around him, demanding more. He pulled her close, his grip tightening around her waist to steady her in the position he was fucking her. Out of urgency, he lifted her dress up to reveal her naked rump bouncing to the rhythms of his cock. "Fuck me so hard, daddy. Please." At her request, he pounded her, his long and hard thickness hammering sweetly into her slippery heat, breaking her body into halves, pleasure burning through him unbearably. - After a disastrous heartbreak that shatters her life, Tessa leaves her city behind to start over. Her best friend offers her a place to stay until she finds her footing again. But upon arrival at the new city, she meets Julian, her best friend's father. A man almost twice her age. Way out of her league. One look at him awakens a dangerous hunger deep inside her. He's the kind of temptation she should never desire, but she swears to have him. Julian, a widow and single for years, living a quiet life and keeping his desires firmly under control until Tessa walks into his home, igniting forbidden desires within him. She's his daughter's best friend, completely off limits. The first glance he took at her should be the last. She is a tease, a menace he should stay far away from. But forbidden is sometimes too sweet to resist. And once they cross that line, they may never be able to turn back again.
No Longer Broken: Loved By Him

No Longer Broken: Loved By Him

The last thing I remembered was the freezing water filling my lungs. My adoptive parents, the Millers, had sold me, a tool for their precious biological son. They took money from Olivia Hayes's family, the very girl who made my high school years a living hell, and used it to force me out of school, arranging a marriage to a man twice my age. Then, a sterile, mechanical voice echoed in the void, "Host soul detected. High levels of grievance and resentment. Revenge System activating." My eyes snapped open. I wasn't at the bottom of a lake. I was back in my classroom, the day it all started, the day Olivia Hayes framed me for cheating. The system's voice revealed a shocking truth: "You are Ava Hayes, the true heiress of the Hayes family. The woman you know as Olivia Hayes is actually Olivia Miller, the biological daughter of your adoptive parents. A deliberate swap was made at the hospital eighteen years ago." My tormentor was their real daughter, and I belonged to the wealthy family she pretended to be a part of. The sheer irony was suffocating. Olivia, my "sister" in this twisted reality, continued to mock me, ordering me to do her "brother" Liam's homework. Liam, the lazy, entitled leech, expected me to be his personal servant. In my past life, this refusal led to my destruction. But this time, I saw the resemblance between Olivia and "Mom" Miller, the woman who sold me. A cold smile touched my lips. "You're right. Family is so important. You know it's funny. Liam looks so much like his dad, but you… you look exactly like his mom. Almost like you're her real daughter." Planting the seed of doubt, I knew they would soon learn how to play my game. The old Ava was gone. This time, I was setting the board.
The Tycoon's Awakening: Losing My Wife

The Tycoon's Awakening: Losing My Wife

Camelia Drake had only four months left on her prenuptial agreement with billionaire Duke Morrow, living as a glorified maid for his wealthy family. The nightmare escalated when Duke's mistress, Christabel, intentionally threw herself down the marble stairs and later slashed her own arm with a fruit knife, screaming in fake terror that Camelia was trying to kill her. Duke didn't even glance at Camelia's bleeding knee or her bruised spine. He rammed into his wife, cradled the sobbing mistress against his chest, and pointed a furious finger at Camelia's face. "Apologize right now, or I will ruin your career and make sure you leave this marriage with absolutely nothing." The entire family mocked her. When Duke's grandmother secretly drugged his wine to force them together, Duke pinned Camelia to the wall, violently accusing her of being a desperate gold-digger. The second the mistress called with a fake ache, Duke shoved Camelia to the floor and sprinted out into the night. Sitting alone on the freezing floor, Camelia's heart finally shattered and turned to ice. She couldn't understand how a man could be so ruthlessly blind, treating his legal wife worse than a stray dog while worshipping a manipulative liar. The next morning, the mistress texted a victorious selfie from Duke's bed. Camelia didn't shed a single tear. She calmly called back, telling the mistress to make sure Duke got a full STD test. Then, she pulled out her suitcase, looked at her furious, hickey-covered husband with dead eyes, and prepared to walk away from this toxic prison forever.