UntitledRose
UntitledRose's Books(4)
The Emperor's Forbidden Bride
Romance She was discarded like dust by one man-only to be crowned a queen by another.
In a kingdom ruled by bloodlines and brutal tradition, Elira, the most beautiful commoner in the empire, thought she'd defied fate when Duke Alistair of Ravencourt chose her-loved her, married her-despite the jeering of nobles and whispers of scandal. She gave him everything: her heart, her pride, her silence in the face of his family's cruelty.
But love can rot.
What once was a fairy tale crumbles into a cold nightmare. Alistair grows distant, cruel, repulsed. When Elira becomes pregnant, instead of joy, he delivers betrayal-taking a noble bride and casting Elira into the shadows as a mere secondary wife.
Just as her world threatens to swallow her whole, the Crown Prince-soon to be Emperor-sets eyes on her. A single glance. A single heartbeat. And he knows.
Elira is his.
It doesn't matter that she's been broken. That she belongs, by law, to another. He will rewrite the rules of the realm if he must. Because once an Emperor claims his Empress-nothing can stand in his way.
Not a husband. Not a kingdom. Not fate A Contract Marriage
Romance A one-night stand.
A forced marriage.
A contract neither of them wants-
And a chemistry neither of them can control.
When event planner Selene Hartley crosses paths with billionaire Damien Alaric, sparks fly... and not the good kind. One night of passion turns into a lifetime of complications when Selene is forced to marry the man who just bought her late father's failing empire.
Publicly, they're the perfect couple. Privately, they can barely be in the same room without starting a war-or tearing each other's clothes off.
But when secrets surface and hearts are caught in the crossfire, will one contract destroy them... or bind them forever?
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"You're arrogant, rude, and-"
"Fascinated by the way you look in that dress."
Selene's breath catches as Damien steps in, not touching her, but close enough for the heat to curl between them.
"You think one compliment will make me forget your insult?"
Damien leans down, his voice like silk over a blade. "No. But I think your lips might shut me up." One second of silence. One shattered line of restraint.
They crash into each other-teeth, tongues, need.
Her back hits the wall. His hands push up her thigh, dress forgotten. Every kiss a punishment. Every moan a surrender.
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"This is blackmail."
"It's business," Damien says, sliding the contract across the table.
Selene's jaw tightens. "You want me to marry you to save your image?"
"No. I want you to marry me because your father already signed over the company-and you're the only one with the power to make the transition smooth. One year. Just pretend."
"Pretend to be in love with you?"
"Exactly," Damien answers coolly.
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"Why do you keep pushing me?"
"Because you push back," Damien murmurs, stepping into her space.
"You don't own me."
"No," Damien breathes, fingers brushing her cheek, "but I think I'm starting to want to."
The kiss this time is slower. Hungrier. Selene pulls his shirt open, buttons scattering. Damien lifts her onto the kitchen counter, lips never leaving hers.
"This doesn't change anything," Selene gasps as Damien's mouth trails fire down her neck.
"It changes everything," Damien growls against her skin.
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"You knew you were pregnant and didn't tell me?"
"I didn't want to trap you."
"You think that's what this is? A trap?" Damien's voice is thunder. "Selene, I would've fought for you. For us. You ran instead, with my fucking baby!!."
"Because I was scared," Selene cries. "You terrify me. Because you make me feel things."
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"I don't have a contract this time," Damien says, holding out a beautiful ring. "No conditions. No time limit. Just you and me. Forever."
"Are you still arrogant?" Selene teases, eyes wet.
"Always. But only for you."
She takes his hand. "Then ask me again."
"Marry me, Selene. For real."
"Yes," she whispers, and he kisses her. Hidden Billion Hearts
Romance
She gave him her heart before she ever knew he owned the world.
Elara Hayes lives for quiet mornings, worn paperbacks, and the safe hum of her tiny bookstore. Love? She's stopped believing in fairytales. Men want ambition, glamour - not a woman with ink-stained hands and secondhand dreams.
Then Alexander Wolfe walks into her life.
Charming. Thoughtful. Devastatingly handsome. And utterly ordinary...or so she thinks.
Their connection is immediate - a crackling current of late-night conversations, stolen glances, and slow, burning touches that leave her breathless. For the first time in forever, Elara dares to open her guarded heart.
But Alexander is hiding something.
He's not just the sweet man who kisses her like she's his oxygen.
He's the ghost billionaire - the reclusive trillionaire whose empire could swallow the world whole.
When the truth shatters their small, perfect world, Elara must choose:
Walk away from the man who deceived her...
Or fight for the love that neither money nor power could ever buy.
Because sometimes, the real fortune isn't in the empire he built - it's in the woman who sees the man underneath it all. Moon's Wrath
Fantasy
Once, Selene was destined to rule the wolves, a princess with the heart of a leader and the strength to carry her pack through any storm. Bound to her mate, Lysander the future seemed perfect, her crown a symbol of power, love, and legacy. But power corrupts, and Lysander-her fated mate-betrayed her in the most brutal way imaginable: he chose his hunger for power over his loyalty to her.
Labeled a traitor by her own people and stripped of her title, Selene is forced to surrender her crown. Exiled, abandoned by those she once called family, she is cast out into the wild, a wolf without a pack, a princess without a kingdom.
But fate is far from done with Selene.
When she stumbles into Rowan, a powerful alpha with eyes that burn with desire and an aura of dominance, she finds herself thrust into a world of danger, passion, and obsession. Rowan is drawn to her in a way that no one has ever been, sensing that Selene is his mate-but there's a catch. Selene already has a mate, and that bond runs deep. She should feel loyalty to Lysander, but the betrayal haunts her, and her heart-though torn-feels something for Rowan, something dark, dangerous, and undeniable.
As their connection grows, Selene's enemies close in, determined to crush the last remnants of her power. With Rowan at her side, she prepares to reclaim the kingdom that was stolen from her, but the path is treacherous-and filled with enemies, lies, and blood. Along the way, she must confront her feelings for both Rowan and Lysander, knowing that only one of them can claim her heart-and the other will be lost forever.
Rowan, ever loyal, ever obsessive, stands beside her, ready to rip apart anyone who dares stand in her way. His love for her is all-consuming, and he will stop at nothing to see her rise again, to make those who wronged her suffer-and to claim her as his own.
In a world where loyalty is fleeting and power is everything, Selene must decide if she can trust again, or if she will continue to walk alone-sword drawn, heart torn, and kingdom at her feet.
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STARMOON In her previous life, she was killed by her scum husband and her angelic bitch adopted sister on her obstetric table, and her newborn child died in front of her.
Born again, she became his little aunt and used her hacking skills to put them on the trending for a long time.
After managing to avenge herself on them, she would keep her mind on research. But what did the man mean by refusing to divorce, wasn't that a deal?
"Master Brook, our deal has expired."
"What, you finished using me and want to run? Believe it or not, I'll break your leg?"
One morning when she woke up, Susie Sharp held her waist with a look of distress, "Lord, it's better to break my legs, my waist can't bear it."
The Lord laughed evilly, "It's too late to turn back now, but as compensation, how about I lie down next time? I promise to cooperate with you!"
Susie lifted her forehead, "Lord, where is your face?"
The Lord directly pulled her into his arms, "I have a wife, that's enough, why do I have to save face? Seemingly face is not going to give me a daughter!" The Alpha King's Hated Slave
Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
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Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
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