He is everything she despises arrogant, brutal, and worshipped for the violence he delivers on the ice. Atticus Finch is the league’s most feared hockey star, a man who wins games with clenched fists and a heart carved from ice. Sheila Feint wants nothing to do with him. She sees the ego behind the fame, the rage behind the smile, the destruction he leaves in his wake. And Atticus? He can’t stand her defiance, her sharp tongue, the way she looks at him like he’s nothing more than a headline waiting to implode. Forced into close proximity by fate and circumstance, their hatred burns hotter than rivalry. Every argument crackles with tension. Every glare lingers too long. Somewhere between verbal wars, bruised pride, and moments they refuse to name, the line between enemy and something far more dangerous begins to blur. But loving your enemy comes at a price. Because if Atticus lets her in, he risks exposing the darkness he’s spent years hiding. And if Sheila gives in, she might fall for the one man capable of destroying everything she believes in. On the ice, Atticus Finch never loses. But with Sheila Feint… love might be the most brutal game he’s ever played.

Valerie Watson sold nine months of her life for one hundred million dollars-and lost everything.Forced by her cruel stepmother to carry a stranger's child, Valerie was stripped of her innocence, abandoned by the man she loved, and cast out of the only home she ever knew. The baby she carried was taken from her arms the moment she gave birth. As if that wasn't enough, her scheming stepsister stole what little remained of her shattered life-including her boyfriend.Broken and betrayed, Valerie disappeared.Six years later, she resurfaces in Northridge, no longer the helpless girl she once was, but a woman determined to survive. Her new job? A nanny at the lavish residence of billionaire CEO Davison.Her task is simple-care for his bold, sharp-tongued little daughter.Yet from the very first day, something feels dangerously familiar.Why does the child cling to her so fiercely?Why does her heart ache every time the little girl smiles?And why does the cold, untouchable CEO watch her like she's a secret he's forgotten... but his soul remembers?What happens when the past comes knocking-and the child she once carried is no longer just a memory?Some contracts end after nine months.Others rewrite your entire destiny.

"Do not tempt me, Wildling. You're mine to protect. Not to fûck.""Then how do you explain the monster poking me in between my legs, Mr. Redd?" She ground herself against him, hearing his breath seize. "Ruin me. I don't mind."..After losing her father, Kyla never expected herself to be thrown under the custody of a stranger who claimed he was her father's friend.She'd expect an old man with grey hairs, not a demigod who turned her world upside down. Cold. Distant. Devilishly handsome..His words sink into her skin, leaving goosebumps traces all over. His touch was sin himself.He was a kind of man that left her legs shaking.Carlos Redd was caught off guard by Harper's last will. To babysit his only daughter and protect her, despite knowing the kind of dangerous things he does. In deference, he took her in. She crosses every limit. Curious about every little thing about him. Too innocent to face the dark part of the world dwell in. Vulnerable, yet stubborn and wild. The more he pushed her away, the more he craved. And now, every little thing she does turns him on.

+18⚠️🔞🔞💦 “Strip! Don't make me repeat my words” His croaky voice brought cold shivers down my spine. Hot tears rolled down freely from my cheeks.My name is Madison Adams, 21 years old, and I'm still a virgin, but about to lose my virginity to my ruthless master in the cruelest way.I live with my mother's husband since she's late. My stepfather borrowed some money from him but couldn't pay back.I became the payment for the debt my stepfather owes the devil. Yes! I call him the devil because that's the only word that I can use to qualify him.His name is Lucien Smith, he's called Stone, because his heart is made of stone.He's callous.He's cruel, inhumane and heartless.Despite the fact that he has so many s*x slaves, he hates me so much.Why does he loathe me so much among the other slaves?I'm his slave, and he's my master.All he has for me is hatred and lust.....

> "Avery..." he called out softly, tightening his hold on my neck while I struggled to breathe. "How does it feel, huh?" he sneered, his claws digging deeper. "Your blood smells even better up close… makes me wanna....." His voice was low, dangerous, almost tender. I panicked, slashing at him, but he caught my claws mid-air like he could read my mind. How is he this strong? “Tonight is going to be a very long night, mate,” he whispered and plunged the silver blade into my stomach.