Kam Crane
Kam Crane's Books(3)
Bewedded, Not Beloved
Romance In her early twenties, Maizah stands as a testament to elegance, her petite frame adorned with auburn locks cascading in gentle waves. Her emerald-green eyes shimmer with empathy and kindness, complementing the soft curve of her full, pink lips—a reflection of her gentle spirit. Despite life's trials, she exudes resilience, embracing each challenge with unwavering humility.
Entwined in a loveless union, Maizah's acceptance speaks volumes of her pragmatic nature, forged by past hardships yet tinged with hope. With grace, she navigates the shadows of her past, finding solace in the belief that even amidst darkness, a glimmer of light awaits.
Opposite her, Amare Jackson, with his chiseled features and Harvard-honed intellect, emanates confidence and wealth. Behind his reserved demeanor lies a perceptive mind, observing the world with discerning eyes.
Though guarded, his depths conceal vulnerabilities waiting to be unraveled.
Their love defies comprehension—a whirlwind of passion and restraint, pain and pleasure.
For Amare, it is an all-consuming fire that threatens to consume him in her absence. And for Maizah, it is a tender ember, warming her soul with each stolen glance.In the intricate dance of their relationship, lines blur between friend and foe, love and pain.
Perhaps it is a game of power and vulnerability, or simply two souls intertwined by fate. Are they lovers and debtors, bound by obligation and desire? Or debtors and foxes, each harboring secrets that threaten to unravel their bond?
Amidst uncertainty, one truth remains.
Maizah and Amare will journey through the labyrinth of love, discovering redemption and forgiveness, sacrifice and salvation, in each other's arms.
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Entangled In The CEO's Arms
Redfury Miley's life fell apart on the night of her 19th Birthday. The celebration was tainted by the business of betrayal. At the party, Miley's drink was spiked, and when she felt ill, she staggered out of the room, only to stumble upon a conspiracy between her boyfriend and her sister. She had always known that her sister didn't love her. but what she hadn't expected was that her boyfriend, whom she had always trusted, was also in cahoots with her.
Realization stung sharper than the cold air outside as she discovered their cruel intentions to humiliate her.
Overwhelmed and betrayed, she found refuge in an unfamiliar room. But fate, it seemed, had a cocktail of sorrows lined up for her. In the room she sought refuge in was Logan Pierce. This man, a dominant and arrogant person, and her boyfriend's uncle were known to be a living nightmare for those who would cross his path.
Under the influence of drugs, they slipped into a night, and he took her for the first time in ways she wished she could forget. Waking up to a world where accusations were hurled at her from all corners, her family turned their backs on her. Placating Logan seemed to have ranked higher than standing up for Miley, their own blood. Disowned and discarded, Miley found herself abandoned on the relentless, heartless streets.
Years later, she had blossomed into the U.S. manager of Hales company. During a business meeting, she stumbled upon Logan once again. But the passing years had erased Miley's face from Logan's memory, arousing within him a curiosity and fascination for this elusive lady director. unable to recall the tragic past, Logan felt unwarranted anger towards Miley as he continuously evaded her- thus beginning their forbidden dance of desire yet again. My Contract Wife Turns Out My Sister
Blecyn Andy "I'm a stripper, so what?"
"You dare speak to me like that?" Ryan growled. "You ungrateful, good-for-nothing, wretched stripper."
"You have no right to judge me. You're only privileged by luck."
"Don't get too comfortable. You never know what's coming for you. Watch your back." Did I just stand up to the most ruthless and feared billionaire in town? Unfortunately, he's my husband. And I might be in deeper trouble than I thought.
Ryan, a spoiled and ruthless 30-year-old billionaire, can't access his father's empire unless he's married. Desperate, he contracts Iris -a bold 26-year-old stripper-to pose as his wife. Iris, with nothing to lose and everything to gain, agrees. But as her life finally seems to come together, shadows from the past threaten to tear it apart.
Ryan's hidden identity and a dark family secret push their lives into turmoil, with his manipulative mother determined to keep the truth buried. Will Iris be the key to unlocking Ryan's empire, or will their fake marriage lead to something far more real-like love?
And as tensions rise, will the empire fall into unexpected hands? My Stepbrother, My Ruin
Daisy_D "I knew he was trouble the moment I walked into our shared house. The way his hands gripped my waist when no one was looking, the way his voice dipped when he said my name, it wasn't just wrong, it was dangerous. He wasn't just my stepbrother, he was my undoing."
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All Evie Hayes wanted was to finish her college degree in peace, far from the chaos of her past. But when she moves into her stepfather's house near Ravencrest University, she finds herself stuck with Ryder Kingsley, her stepbrother and the school's golden boy.
Ryder is everything she's sworn to avoid, arrogant, infuriatingly handsome, and completely off-limits.
When late-night arguments turn into stolen touches, their forbidden connection becomes impossible to ignore. But in a world where secrets don't stay hidden, someone's bound to uncover the truth.
And when they do, Ryder and Evie will have to decide if the risk is worth the ruin.
Married To The Mafia Boss
Elk Entertainment You may kiss the bride," the priest announced and my body shuddered in resistance as the words I told him two days ago rang in my ears.
I won't even spit on your face let alone marry you, Liam Knight.
His eyes were shining in triumph, clearly stating that once again he won. He smirked cruelly, taunting me without words how he forced me to do exactly what I said I would never do even if he begged me. He didn't beg, on the contrary, he forced me to marry him. He took a step forward, raised my chin, I fisted my hand tightly at the sides when he placed his unworthy lips on mine. Disgusted with his touch but I tolerated it for the sake of my father who was at his mercy at this moment.
He pulled away from my lips with the same rule smile intact on his face, "I made you mine, Babygirl and I can't wait for us to be alone!" He said darkly.
My breath hitched looking at the darkness in his eyes. If I would have been the old Aurora I would be scared but not anymore.
I might have bowed down my pride for my father but if he was looking for a submissive wife, he sure was not going to get one! 
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