Midnight Kiss

Power Lines

Ethan Voss is a 34-year-old CEO of a billion-dollar tech firm. Polished, brilliant, and emotionally distant, he built his empire from the ground up-but at the cost of his personal life. Trusting no one and keeping relationships strictly transactional, Ethan has made it clear: no dating at the office. Then comes Noah Reyes, a 25-year-old fresh graduate with a sharp mind, quick wit, and a desperate need for a stable job. Hired as Ethan's executive assistant, Noah is everything Ethan didn't expect-warm, genuine, unfiltered, and annoyingly charming. Noah challenges him, teases him, and sees the man behind the title. As long days and late nights bring them closer, tension builds. A forbidden attraction threatens to crack Ethan's carefully curated world. But Ethan's past holds secrets, and Noah's struggling with burdens of his own-an estranged family, financial pressure, and a heart that's been broken before. When desire turns into something deeper, Ethan must decide: risk everything for love, or protect the empire he's built?

Alpha Female

A Prophecy Ignored. A Power Awakened. A Queen Forged in Exile. Zelayah Stormhart was born to lead-but banished before she ever had the chance. Cast out by her pack and betrayed by those she trusted most, she finds unexpected refuge in the mysterious enclave of Wolf Harbor. There, among rogues and visionaries, she awakens a dormant power tied to a long-buried prophecy: the rise of the bloodborn flame. As the moon wanes and ancient enemies unite, Zelayah must navigate a brutal world of shifting alliances, pack politics, and supernatural forces that would see her fall. But exile did not break her-it built her. Now, she rises not to reclaim what was lost, but to ignite something new. In this thrilling feminist twist on the werewolf mythos, Alpha Female: Rising Above Everything is a tale of transformation, resilience, and legacy-perfect for readers who crave strong heroines, rich lore, and a revolution worth howling for.

A Wife for the Alpha

In a world where werewolves roam free, a young woman named Akira discovers she's the chosen mate of the powerful wolf king, Kaidën. As Akira navigates her new role, she must confront the darkness within herself and the dangers that threaten their world. *Main Characters:* 1. Akira (Protagonist) - A strong-willed and determined young woman. 2. Kaidën (Love Interest) - The powerful and mysterious wolf king. *Themes:* 1. Self-discovery 2. Forbidden love 3. Supernatural creatures 4. Loyalty and duty

Love Unleashed

"When passion and fury collide, love becomes the ultimate prize. In a world where mythical creatures roam free, Lyra, a fierce and beautiful werewolf, finds herself at the center of a centuries-old war. Forced to flee her home, Lyra is rescued by Kael, a mysterious and powerful ally with secrets of his own. As they navigate treacherous landscapes and battle formidable foes, their mutual attraction ignites, threatening to unleash a love that could change the course of their world forever. Will Lyra and Kael's bond be strong enough to overcome the forces of hatred and destruction, or will their love become the very thing that destroys them? Dive into the world of "Love Unleashed", where passion, adventure, and fantasy collide in a tale of epic romance."

Lovers to Enemies

"When passion turns to poison, and love becomes a distant memory, two souls are left to pick up the shattered remains of their relationship. Once inseparable, they now find themselves on opposite sides of a bitter divide. The fire that once burned bright with desire and affection has flickered out, replaced by a smoldering ember of resentment and anger. As they navigate the treacherous landscape of their broken love, they must confront the painful truth: that the person they once loved with all their heart has become their greatest enemy. Will they be able to find their way back to each other, or will the wounds of their past prove too deep to heal?"

Gods of Destiny

In the realm of the gods where the cosmos whispers secrets to those who listen, a journey of self discovery awaits. Join me on a path woven with the threads of fate ,love and spiritual growth, as delve into the mysteries of the universe and human heart.

I'm Divorcing with You, Mr Billionaire!

I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

The Scars She Hid From The World

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

Scars of Betrayal: The Heiress They Tried To Erase

Kelsie's biggest regret in life was getting involved with Judge, the icy Captain. She pursued him for three years, married him for two, thinking she'd warmed a stone, only to be met with nothing. Her mother-in-law disliked her, her husband was indifferent, and a fragile "white moonlight" would occasionally try to get her attention. Until she witnessed Judge and Angelique meeting secretly at a hotel, her heart shattered, and then she discovered she was pregnant. Kelsie sneered, threw down the divorce papers, and decisively ran away, disappearing without a trace. When they met again, she was a successful single mother, surrounded by suitors. In the pouring rain, the once aloof man humbly stopped her car, pleading in a hoarse voice, "Kelsie, come home with me." The car window rolled down, and a little boy, nine-tenths like him, coldly warned in a cute but fierce tone, "Want to date my mommy? Ask me first!"

The Almighty Heiress Unmasked: Divorce The Past, Inherit The World

Once the real heiress came back, Katherine was thrown out by her "parents" and ridiculed by her fiancé. She walked away-and claimed the dynasty that had been hers all along. With every mask stripped off, she shocked everyone. "Mysterious illnesses? I cured them." "Hacker attacks? Pathetic." "Luxury brands? I owned the design copyrights." Her former family demanded a fortune for "raising" her. Katherine huffed, "Keep dreaming!" Her ex begged to reunite. "Get lost. You weren't worthy of me." Meanwhile, a tycoon fell hard, thawing from aloof to devoted, finding new ways to pull her close.

His Unwanted Wife, The World's Coveted Genius

Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."