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«Tú», dijo él con una voz ronca como el humo. «Así que realmente no eras un espejismo de mi imaginación». No dije nada. ¿Qué se le dice al hombre al que te enviaron a matar y que, además, resulta ser la única persona que logró hacerte olvidar quién eras? Zane Mercer es el despiadado y brutal líder del sindicato criminal más temido de la ciudad. Sin embargo, un año atrás, en un raro momento de vulnerabilidad, se entregó a un desconocido durante una noche inolvidable. Aquel hombre se evaporó al amanecer, dejándolo cuestionando su propia sexualidad. Axil Creed, alias «El Terminator», es un asesino de élite legendario por su precisión y por tener el corazón sellado. Esa noche con el desconocido fue un desliz que intentó borrar de su mente. Pero cuando un misterioso chantajista amenaza la vida de su hermana, le da un ultimátum: eliminar a Zane Mercer. Axil se infiltra en la mansión bajo el manto de la noche, pero cuando Zane abre los ojos y sus miradas se cruzan, el reconocimiento mutuo estalla de inmediato, dejándolos incapaces de apartar la vista.

"Você", disse ele, com uma voz rouca e profunda. "Então você realmente não era uma ilusão da minha imaginação." Eu não respondi. Afinal, o que você diz ao homem que foi enviado para matar — e que por acaso é a única pessoa que já o fez esquecer quem você era? Zane Mercer é o líder implacável e brutal do sindicato criminoso mais temido da cidade. No entanto, há um ano, em um raro momento de vulnerabilidade, ele se entregou a um estranho por uma noite inesquecível. O homem desapareceu ao amanhecer, deixando Zane questionando sua própria sexualidade. Axil Creed é "O Exterminador", um assassino de elite cuja precisão é lendária e cujo coração está trancado a sete chaves. Aquela noite foi um lapso de julgamento que ele tentou apagar. Mas quando um chantagista misterioso ameaça a vida de sua irmã, dá a Axil um ultimato: eliminar um certo Zane Mercer. Axil se infiltra na propriedade na escuridão, mas quando Zane abre os olhos e o reconhecimento acende entre eles, nenhum dos dois consegue desviar o olhar.

« Toi », a-t-il dit d'une voix rauque. « Tu n'étais donc pas une simple illusion. » Je n'ai pas répondu. Que dire à l'homme que l'on vous a envoyé tuer, e qui s'avère être la seule personne à vous avoir fait oublier qui vous étiez ? Zane Mercer est le chef impitoyable et brutal du syndicat du crime le più redouté de la ville. Pourtant, il y a un an, dans un moment de vulnérabilité, il s'est donné à un inconnu pour une nuit inoubliable qui a remis en question toute sa sexualité. Axil Creed est « Le Terminator », un tueur à gages d'élite à la précision légendaire et au cœur hermétiquement fermé. Cette nuit-là était un écart de conduite qu'il a tenté d'effacer. Mais lorsqu'un maître chanteur anonyme menace la vie de sa sœur, il lui donne un ultimatum : éliminer un certain Zane Mercer. Axil s'infiltre dans la propriété sous le couvert de l'obscurité, pero lorsque Zane ouvre les yeux e que leurs regards se croisent, la reconnaissance est immédiate et foudroyante.

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man Ángel Di Cristina loves ends up dead or missing. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle Giordano, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. Ángel should be hunting him. He’s an FBI agent, he needed to protect the law, not surrender to the monster who haunts his nights. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castello doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

"Why did you save me?" "Because it’s my right to destroy you." Alex Young never expected his life to spiral into chaos. He already had a lot to deal with, with college and working multiple jobs to survive, he wanted nothing more than to forget the ghosts of his past. But when a violent twist of fate puts him at the mercy of Luca Moon—an infamous assassin known for his ruthlessness—Alex is forced into a dangerous game of submission and survival. Luca doesn’t do attachments. He takes, he controls, and he discards. But from the moment he lays eyes on Alex, something shifts. What starts as a cold arrangement soon turns into an obsession—one that Luca refuses to let go of, no matter the cost. Will Alex be able to escape? Or will he succumb to Luca’s control?

Stefan's eyes shot up in time to see Sky standing at the foot of the stairs. Stefan's lips fell apart at the sight before him. Standing in all his glory was the beautiful, flawless, shirtless and s*xy as all f*ck, Sky. His eyes a perfect baby blue, the sparkles all gone yet they held Stefan captive. Sky was bigger, his toned chest flex with well-defined muscles, his lips a full s*xy red color, his long honey brown hair gliding down smoothly to his shoulders. God, he was breath taken beautiful. Stefan was on his feet before he knew it, he was walking towards his price, the pull too strong to ignore like a magnet attracted to the other one. ****

«Tu», disse lui, con una voce profonda e rauca. «Quindi non eri davvero un'illusione della mia fantasia». Non ho parlato. Cosa dici all'uomo che sei stato inviato a uccidere e che è anche l'unica persona che sia mai riuscita a farti dimenticare chi eri? Zane Mercer è il leader spietato e brutale del sindacato criminale più temuto della città. Un anno fa, però, in un raro momento di vulnerabilità, si è concesso a uno sconosciuto per una notte indimenticabile. L'uomo è svanito all'alba, lasciando Zane a mettere in discussione la propria sessualità. Axil Creed è "Il Terminator", un assassino d'élite dalla precisione leggendaria e dal cuore blindato. Quella notte è stata un errore che ha cercato di cancellare, ma quando un ricattatore ombroso minaccia sua sorella, gli impone un ultimatum: eliminare un certo Zane Mercer. Axil si intromette nella tenuta di notte, ma quando Zane apre gli occhi e i loro sguardi si incrociano, il riconoscimento reciproco esplode istantaneamente.

I died... and then I died again. “Vale,” I moaned, my voice fractured. He met my gaze, his heart racing. “Yes, baby.” I whimpered softly, my breath hitching as his name escaped my lips once more. “V–Vale–!” “You want to make a mess in your pants again, don’t you?” He asked, locking his gaze with my watery eyes as he pulled my face down to meet his by my throat. “Such a naughty vampire, you were so messy and sticky all over your thighs just earlier, and now you want to do it again,” he murmured hoarsely, watching as I cried out in response. Where had all that macho boldness disappeared? He wondered. Just moments ago, I was ready to drive him insane with my teasing, and now I was a mess, a puddle melting away in his hands, completely at his mercy. The power dynamic shifted, and he reveled in my surrender, eager to push me further into this wild desire. **** Talon/Virgil faces an agonizing cycle of deaths. In his first life, his love was crushed, and he was murdered—only for fate to repeat its cruel game in his next existence. How many more deaths must he suffer before he can find the happiness he's been relentlessly pursuing? Just when Talon believes he’s finally found peace, fate spins him back into chaos, casting him into a void once again. This time, he awakens from a coma to discover he's inhabiting the body of a stepbrother he never knew existed until, of course, he awakened in his body—a married man with a family. As Talon grapples with his new reality, he must balance the façade of being a devoted stepbrother, husband, and father while yearning for the one true love that has haunted him through the ages.

Bottle Green. No, hazel? No-f*ck.... Recognition slammed into me like a bullet to the gut. The nameless man from that night a year ago. My pulse thundered as he rose slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “You,” he said, voice gravel and smoke. “So you were truly not a figment of my imagination.” I didn’t speak. Because what the hell do you say to the man you were sent to kill, who also happens to be the only person who ever made you forget who you were?. •••••• Zane Mercer is a hard-edged and brutal man who commands the city’s most ruthless crime syndicate. Feared by enemies and respected by allies, he is a being that no sane person would cross. But a year ago, in a rare moment of vulnerability, he surrendered to a nameless stranger’s touch for one unforgettable night. The man vanished at dawn, leaving Zane haunted by questions he dared not ask himself. Up until that night, he has always liked his women. But one touch from Axil was enough to make him breathless beneath the sheets. Questioning his sexuality. Axil Creed is “The Terminator,” an elite assassin whose precision is legendary and whose heart is sealed shut. He is known in the underworld as a ghost, untraceable, lethal and unyielding. That one night with the stranger though, whose identity he never learned, was a lapse in judgment. A memory he has fought relentlessly to erase. But Now, A shadowy puppet‑master known only as Mister X threatens Axil’s only family. He doesn’t bargain. He gives orders. And he gives the assassin an ultimatum. To either eliminate a certain Zane Mercer or have his sister eliminated instead. Choosing the former, Axil infiltrates the Mercer estate under cover of darkness. Gun in hand, finger steady, he watches his target sleep, completely unaware of what is coming. But in that moment, the world tilts. Zane’s eyes snap open, catching Axil off guard. But as soon as they lock eyes, recognition flares between them. And neither one can look away.

HE IS THE BOY THAT WAS BORN AS A GIRL AND HAD TO PROVE TO HIMSELF, EVERY DAY THAT HE IS MAN ENOUGH FOR THE WORLD. ~~~~~~~ Adrian's life hasn't been one he is proud of since he lost his home the day he came out to his family. He thought they loved him as they always said but it turned out it was all a big fat lie. Going through life and trying to make the most of it, he met a man who would turn his whole world around. Just when he thought he was finally going to be happy, fate showed up with another plan, one that would leave Adrian wondering whether living was actually worth it. ~~~^~~~ "Elijah, you can't be serious!" "I am." "Why?" "Because he's a man and he is mine!"

Elior Hayes has spent his life being overlooked. But all he wants is to graduate, pay rent, take care of his sick grandmother, and make it through another day without breaking. Unfortunately, he crashes into the wrong man. Aiden Sable, a man who doesn’t forgive mistakes. A man who doesn’t feel. A man who definitely doesn’t believe in fate, until his wolf wakes and claims a trembling college boy as his mate. That single moment ignites something ancient, pulling four lost souls toward the same fragile heart. Eli doesn’t know he is the key to a stolen throne. He doesn’t know love will come with teeth and blood. He doesn’t know that choosing them means stepping into a war that never truly ended. But the wolves do. And they have vowed never to let him go.

“THE BRIDE GETS THE CROWN. THE BROTHER GETS THE KING.” A mistake. That's what it is. But mistakes are addictive too, sweet as hell, alluring, and happen more than once. Nicolas and I were not supposed to be. He's the enemy and I'm supposed to be the last face he would see as he takes his last breath. But that's the thing about being sent after a devil. He lures you, binds you, and takes you over and over again. I should be scared. I am. And this one is sin. He's not just my enemy. He's my brother-in-law. We are not supposed to be, our story was not supposed to be written. But he's a taste of heaven on earth and I'll willingly die smiling. My name is Saint and Nicolas is my secret, my dark desire. “Devotion Becomes Dangerous When The Devil Kneels First.”

»Du«, sagte er mit einer Stimme wie rauem Rauch. »Du warst also doch kein Gespinst meiner Fantasie.« Ich schwieg. Denn was sagt man dem Mann, den man töten soll — und der zufällig der Einzige ist, der einen je vergessen ließ, wer man war? Zane Mercer ist der knallharte und skrupellose Boss des gefürchtetsten Verbrechersyndikats der Stadt. Vor einem Jahr jedoch gab er sich in einem seltenen Moment der Verletzlichkeit für eine unvergessliche Nacht einem namenlosen Fremden hin, der im Morgengrauen spurlos verschwand und Zanes sexuelle Identität ins Wanken brachte. Axil Creed ist »Der Terminator« — ein Elite-Auftragsmörder mit legendärer Präzision und einem kalten Herzen. Jene Nacht war ein Ausrutscher, den er verzweifelt zu vergessen suchte. Doch als ein schattenhafter Erpresser das Leben seiner Schwester bedroht, stellt er Axil vor ein Ultimatum: Töte Zane Mercer. Axil dringt im Schutz der Dunkelheit in das Anwesen ein, doch als Zane die Augen aufschlägt und sich ihre Blicke treffen, flammt das Wiedererkennen augenblicklich auf.

One of the most painful things on earth is to lose a loved one. Whether in death or heartbreak. It's a pain different from all others. You feel every burn, every ache, your senses awaken, and greedily await a memory to sip in and then wreck your entire being. She took everything. His Light. His Heart. His Soul. It had no end. For years it went on like it would never end. But, it did. Just in passing, a normal day, a day like every other, but it was the day, his heart danced truly and his chest tighten as if a fierce wind had passed by, blending with his soul, leaving a suffocating feeling in his chest, a choking sensation in his throat, there was a pressure making it hard to breathe. ******* "My heart has heated for the human and my blood has flown for him. Every time I thought of him, my heart would ache. It would ache so much I couldn't breathe, the feeling of despair, yet sweetness... Even so, I still couldn't stop thinking about him." So...this is how it feels to love a person. "I belong to you, just as this merman belongs to the seas. Like a falling leaf belongs to its roots." "Nothing can stop me from falling into your embrace." ******* ®®

"We reject your rejection, Dirk!" Tricc growled, his voice dripping with determination. "You can't run away from us, Alpha or not. You are our Mate, and we won't accept your rejection!" Seth added, his words filled with unwavering conviction. Kurt tsked, stepping closer to Dirk, his gaze intense as he looked down at their whimpering mate. "Your body's heat and scent are driving me wild, and yet you dare to reject us when your pheromones clearly say otherwise." The air thickened with their Dominant pheromones, overwhelming Dirk to his very core. His limbs quivered, and each breath escaped him in short, desperate gasps. He was on the brink of losing his sanity. If they continued drenching him in their pheromones, he feared he would succumb before he had the chance to carry on with his plans. It was a miracle they still yearned for him so fiercely, considering all that he had done to hurt them all these years. ***** In a world where shifter prides reign and Alphas are revered, destiny throws a curveball that shatters all expectations. In "The Alphas' Pride Mate: The Pride Who Goes Into Heat," love, power, and tradition are pushed to their limits like never before. Seth, Kurt, and Tricc, the enigmatic triplets, had long awaited their destined Mates. But they never could have anticipated that Dirk, a fiercely independent Lion Pride member, would be the one meant for them. Confusion and anger consume the triplets as they grapple with this unconventional revelation. Dirk, a proud Lion Pride, is equally astounded. As a Pride, he believes his place is with an obedient Omega, not in the arms of commanding Alphas. Now faced with the unexpected reality of being Mated to three Alphas, Dirk is torn between fear and anger. Rejection is his only escape plan.