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Mature content (18+) "How far would you go for love?" [COMPLETED BOOK 1] Cruel and twisted Atlas Martini had 3 rules. 1. Never mix business with pleasure 2. Don't ever give second chances 3. Never get emotional attached to someone. He has never been tempted to break these rules until he met her. His new secretary, Meredith Rossi. With her big glasses and doe eyes, she was the most innocent and pure woman he has ever met. he couldn't wait to taint her. To ruin, claim and bend her over his desk. She was supposed to be a prey for him to play around with until he found himself addicted to her. Like a drug, he craved an overdose. Now she was his secretary, His Angel His good girl. A woman with dark secrets, Meredith Rossi didn't think running away from home with her little brother would change her life forever. Her boss was everything she should avoid. Fierce, ruthless, a promised pain and sexy as hell. When he proposition a devilish deal she agreed because life was too short not to live out your dark fantasies. Temptation was the ultimate ruin of man and if she was going down she might as well pick her poison which was him. Now he was her Boss Her dominant Her ultimate downfall. Theirs was a love story that questioned how far you would go for love---would you fall in love with a cursed monster? --------- ---------- Excerpt; "You got such a dirty imagination for an Angel." Atlas grasped her chin in one hand and forced her to meet his gaze. "Touch yourself Angel." Atlas ordered, his breath tickling her ear. "Let me see what you do when you are alone with your dirty fantasies."

Imagina tener todo lo que te hace feliz... Una madre amorosa, amigos que te apoyan y cuidan, vecinos que te tratan con amabilidad. Es una vida de ensueño que la mayoría puede envidiar, ¿cierto?... Pero, ¿Qué pasaría si un día tu madre decide presentarte a tu padre después de 18 años?. Ella se encuentra emocionada y no puedes negarte, rumbo a la reunión con aquel hombre algo golpea su auto y en cuestión de unas horas pierdes a la única persona que estuvo a tu lado y que puedes llamar "familia". Quedas sola con una biblioteca que atender y al cuidado de los padres de tu mejor amiga. Conforme vas creciendo tu vida se vuelve rutinaria y algo aburrida, estas limitada a hacer cosas porque puede que aquellas personas que dañaron a tu madre regresen por ti. Todo te resulta monótono... O por lo menos así es hasta que le conoces a él, pero para poder ser feliz y proteger a tus seres queridos deberás descubrir que hay detrás del pasado de tu madre. Esta es la historia de Sasha Aráoz, ¿Estas listo para conocerla?

He’s her assistant. Loyal. Obedient. Untouchable. Victoria Sharp built her tech empire from scratch. She's rich, ruthless, and always in control. No scandals, no distractions, especially not from a certain devastatingly attractive executive assistant with bewitching eyes and a voice that could ruin her in seconds. James Mitchell has worked under Victoria for three years, hiding his desire behind professionalism and perfect ties. He knows the rules. He respects her boundaries. But when she starts breaking her own, James isn’t sure how long he can keep pretending he doesn’t want her. What begins as subtle tension, lingering stares, coffee with hidden meanings, after-hours “accidental” meetings, spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. She’s used to power. He’s used to silence. But neither of them is ready for obsession. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "If you want these lips, then earn them." James's words hung in the air between them, transforming the atmosphere in Victoria's office from tense confrontation to something entirely unprecedented. Victoria sat frozen in her chair, her lips still parted in silent shock, her mind struggling to process what had just transpired. Earn them. The phrase echoed in her thoughts, foreign and disorienting. "If you want to keep tasting these lips, then you'll have to woo me." The additional statement landed like a second shockwave. Woo him? Victoria Sharp didn't woo anyone. ------------- "Victoria, what are you…" James words died in his throat as he felt the warm, wet heat of her tongue against his exposed chest. Victoria had found the gap in his shirt and was licking his skin with deliberate, erotic slowness that made his entire body go rigid with shock and arousal. The sensation was unlike anything James had ever experienced, raw and intimate and so unexpected that it short-circuited his ability to think coherently. Victoria's tongue was warm and soft against his skin, tracing patterns that sent bolts of electricity straight to his core. This was madness, she knew that. But she was past caring about sanity or propriety or any of the rules that had governed her life up until this moment. All she cared about was the man in her arms and the way he made her feel like she was coming alive for the first time in years. Her tongue found the small mole on under his right eye, and she felt James's entire body shudder at the contact. "I love that mole on you," she whispered against his skin, her voice husky with desire. James's eyes slammed shut at the intimate contact, his body betraying him as a soft groan escaped his lips. The sensation of Victoria's tongue on his face was so unexpected, so boldly sensual, that his pulse hammering against his throat. "I will do as you say, James," she said, her voice husky with desire and determination. "I will woo you." The words sent a jolt of satisfaction through James's system, but it was her next statement that made his breath catch. "However, you should know that I am very territorial." "You just sit down, look effortlessly handsome, and prepare to be wooed," she said, her voice carrying all the authority of a woman who was used to getting exactly what she wanted. "Remember, James," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper that somehow managed to carry more authority than any shout ever could. "You are mine." The declaration hung between them like a brand, marking him as surely as if she'd physically claimed him. Enemies-to-lovers tension CEO x Executive Assistant Office slow-burn with high heat Obsession, betrayal, and emotional redemption One woman who’s never been owned and the man she can’t control If you love dominant heroines breaking their own rules, devoted but strong men, and drama that keeps you breathless, then be ready to be will consumed.

Liu Yan, a prodigious young chef with a bizarre ability to taste emotions, suffered from a terminal illness with little time remaining. A system came to her out of the blue, offering to prolong her life, but the catch was… she had to open her own restaurant first. Suddenly, her life started to change. Now, she had a little adorable cub to raise. A new restaurant where customers could have their wishes granted by tossing a coin into a strange fish jar. And a gentle and kind kindergarten teacher whose smile was as warm as sunshine, for whom she was willing to cook for her entire life. So, what kind of flavour would Liu Yan taste in her brand-new life?

Imagine having everything that makes you happy. A loving mother, friends who support and care for you, neighbours who treat you with kindness. It's a dream life that most can envy, right?... But what if one day your mother decides to introduce you to your father after 18 years? She is excited, and you can not refuse. On the way to the meeting with that man, something hits her car, and in a matter of a few hours, you lose the only person who was by your side and that you can call "family". You are alone with a library to attend to and the care of your best friend's parents. As you grow, your life becomes routine and somewhat dull. You are limited to doing things because those people who harmed your mother may come back for you. Everything is monotonous to you, or at least that's the way it is until you meet him. But to be happy and protect your loved ones, you must discover what is behind your mother's past. It is the story of Sasha Aráoz. Are you ready to meet her?

Upon waking, Su Wan, a modern-day food blogger, finds herself the youngest daughter of Su Wencheng, an impoverished County Magistrate in the Dayong Dynasty. Unfortunately, misfortune strikes. Mr. Su is framed, stripped of his official post, and the family of five is forced to take shelter in a dilapidated old house in a small Jiangnan town. Faced with utter poverty, the pressure of her brother's tuition for the imperial examinations, and the predicament of her sister's unsold embroidery, Su Wan looks at the unfamiliar firewood stove before her, yet senses a familiar opportunity. Hot and cold dishes, perfectly balanced with meat and vegetables, send the aroma of home-cooked meals wafting through the street. Filling and heart-warming, they cause the queue in front of the Su Family's small stall to stretch into a long line. From a roadside stall to a riverside eatery, from an obscure little shop to the renowned Su Family Eatery famous throughout Jiangnan. Even in an unfamiliar dynasty, Su Wan persists in pursuing her passion.

Villains roam the world without any retribution. Demonic sects wage war against the Orthodox and emerge victorious. Neutral tribes stand by and do not help the worthy – they only look to profit from others’ misfortune. Meanwhile, fresh dangers brew beneath the turbulent waves... Might is right in the world of cultivators, and evil often goes unchecked. Isaac Dahl is born in the barren and chaotic lands of Northern Tundra. He shows promise, yet his sect holds no hope for him. ‘He might be an intelligent child, but his talent is mediocre. Bah... what can he amount to?’ Without resources or help; without kindness nor assistance from others, there is only oneself. Human relationships? Love? Kinship? I only see benefits, as others are unreliable. I can only believe in myself. This is the truth that Isaac realises. This is the truth that his sect – which proclaims itself as a Blood Path Sect – fails to notice. They are naïve. His heart is cold and his gaze is determined, but Isaac’s path forwards will not be an easy one. It will be filled with obstacles, danger and disaster. Will Isaac clamber over the bodies of those who stand in his way? Or will they drag him down with them?

Emperor Kassian is not a man; he is a nightmare fueled by fire. Cursed by the "Eternal Ember," his blood boils with a scorching heat that drives him to madness. To keep his sanity, he slaughters. To cool his burning veins, he destroys. For years, the Red Tyrant hasn't slept a single night, his mind teetering on the edge of total collapse. Vera is a street-smart thief who knows only one rule: steal to survive. When she breaks into the Imperial Palace, she expects to leave with a bag full of gold. Instead, she stumbles into the Emperor’s forbidden chamber and finds herself face-to-face with the monster himself. But just as death seems inevitable, a single drop of Vera’s blood falls, and the impossible happens. The scent of her blood doesn't drive him to kill; it calms him. Her touch doesn't burn; it freezes. Due to a mysterious artifact she swallowed as a child, Vera is the only living antidote to Kassian’s curse. For the first time, the Tyrant sleeps—but only if she is in his arms. Now, Vera is no longer a thief but a prisoner in the Emperor’s bed. She is his medicine, his obsession, and his only lifeline. Trapped in a palace full of enemies who want her dead and a monster who craves her very essence, Vera must find a way to escape. But as Kassian’s hunger turns from blood to desire, she realizes that the safest place in the kingdom might be the most dangerous place of all: the Tyrant's embrace.

KISS OF THE VAMPIRE: THE GIRL WITH THE SHARP SWORD They said he would be a savior. No one said he’d bury them all first. For centuries, the vampire nobility ruled with crimson claws and ancient blood rites, their power etched into every corner of the world. Humans were livestock. Rebellion? A forgotten dream. Then came Deyviel—the lone survivor of a massacre, wielding a blade sharper than truth itself. He's no chosen one. No prophecy shields him. Just rage, scars, and the will to fight monsters that once ruled him. With each swing of his sword, Deyviel cuts deeper into the world’s dark history—unearthing secrets meant to stay buried, and facing enemies who’ve lived long enough to become legends. But even as he fights to end an empire of blood, the line between hero and executioner starts to blur. And when the girl with the sharp sword reappears—her past tied to his own—Deyviel realizes that the real war isn’t just against vampires… It’s against fate itself.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"