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Billionaire Damian Lancaster has everything including wealth, power, and a reputation that commands respect. But beneath his cold exterior lies a vow he made long ago, one that has dictated every decision, every calculated move. Love was never part of the plan. When Elena Carter re-enters his life, she threatens to unravel everything. Once the woman he let slip away, she's now stronger, more determined and hiding secrets of her own. Drawn into Damian's world of luxury and deception, she soon discovers that his vow isn't just a promise it's a curse that could destroy them both. As passion ignites and old wounds resurface, Damian must decide: will he honor the vow that has defined him, or risk everything for the one woman he swore to forget?
Damian Lancaster never made promises he couldn't keep. Except one. The vow that haunted him every single day. Standing at the floor-to-ceiling window of his penthouse office, Damian stared at the city below. New York never slept, but tonight, the lights seemed dimmer, the air heavier. He rolled the crystal tumbler between his fingers, the whiskey inside untouched. He didn't drink when he was restless. And tonight, Elena Carter was back in town. A knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. Liam Grayson, his most trusted associate, stepped in, his expression unreadable.
"She's here." Damian's grip tightened around the glass. He had prepared for this moment for seven years-ever since she walked away. He had built an empire, silenced his enemies, and made a vow that he would never let himself be weak again. But as he turned, his breath caught. Elena. She stepped inside, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor. The same piercing hazel eyes, the same intoxicating presence-yet she wasn't the girl he remembered. The woman standing before him was stronger, sharper. Dressed in a sleek black dress that hugged her curves, she looked every bit the enigma she had become. She met his gaze without hesitation. "It's been a long time, Damian." His lips curved into a smirk, though his pulse pounded harder than he liked. "Not long enough." She arched a brow. "Still bitter?" He took a slow step toward her, his voice dangerously low. "You left. And now you're back. Should I be grateful?" A flicker of something-regret, maybe-crossed her face, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. "I didn't come here to argue." "Then why are you here, Elena?" He let the words settle between them, heavy with unspoken history. "To finish what you started?" She inhaled sharply, but before she could respond, Liam cleared his throat. "I'll leave you two alone." Damian barely noticed him leave. His focus was solely on Elena-the woman who had shattered him once. She squared her shoulders. "I need your help." A humorless chuckle escaped him. "That's new. You never needed me before." She hesitated, then she said the last thing he expected. "I'm in danger, Damian." His jaw clenched. The vow he had made-to never let her break him again-suddenly felt meaningless. Because no matter how much time had passed, one thing hadn't changed. She was the only woman he could never say no to. Chapter One (Continued) Damian placed his glass on the desk, his movements slow, calculated. "Danger?" he repeated. "That's a loaded word, Elena. Care to explain?" She exhaled, and for the first time, he saw the tension in her frame. She wasn't just here to reopen old wounds-she was truly afraid. "There's someone after me," she said finally. "I don't know who, but they've been following me for weeks. And it's not just paranoia, Damian. Someone broke into my apartment last night." His expression darkened. "Did they take anything?" "No." She swallowed hard. "They left a note." His jaw clenched. "Show me." She hesitated before pulling a crumpled paper from her handbag and handing it to him. Damian unfolded it, his eyes scanning the words scrawled in bold, uneven letters. "You should have stayed gone." His grip tightened around the paper. "And you think I have something to do with this?" She shook her head. "No. But I know you have the resources to find out who does." Damian studied her, searching for any signs of deception. Elena had always been good at hiding the truth, but fear wasn't something she could fake-not with him. "Why come to me?" he asked, voice softer now. "You could have gone to the police." She let out a humorless laugh. "You really think the police care about a woman with no family, no connections? I needed someone who actually has power. Someone who-" She stopped herself. "Someone who still gives a damn?" he finished for her, his voice edged with something unreadable. Elena looked away. "I didn't come here to reopen the past, Damian." "And yet, here you are." He tossed the note onto his desk. "Seven years, Elena. Seven. And now you show up, expecting me to drop everything because you need my help?" "I wouldn't be here if I had another choice." He leaned against the desk, crossing his arms. "That's what bothers me." Her lips parted slightly, as if to protest, but then she sighed. "I know I don't deserve this from you. But you're the only one I can trust." The words stirred something deep inside him-something dangerous. Trust. That was a loaded word, too. Damian ran a hand through his hair. "Fine." She blinked. "What?" "I said fine," he repeated. "You'll stay at my penthouse until I figure out who's after you." Her eyes widened. "Damian, that's not necessary-" "Oh, it's necessary," he cut in. "If someone wants you gone, your apartment is the first place they'll return to." She hesitated, clearly weighing her options. Then, with a reluctant nod, she whispered, "Okay." Damian turned toward Liam, who had been waiting just outside the door. "Have someone clear out Elena's apartment. I want everything moved to the guest suite." "Yes, sir." Liam nodded before disappearing down the hallway. Damian faced Elena again, his expression unreadable. "You made a mistake coming back." She held his gaze. "Maybe. But something tells me you're not going to let me leave." His lips curled into a dark smile. "Not until I get the truth." And just like that, the past they had buried came crashing back to life.
Kidnapped. Trapped. Owned. When Aria Calloway wakes up in a lavish, unfamiliar mansion, she quickly realizes the nightmare she's in. She has been taken-not by a stranger, but by Damien De Luca, the ruthless billionaire with a dark reputation and an even darker obsession. Damien has waited years for this moment. Aria is the daughter of the man who destroyed his family, and now she is his pawn in a game of revenge. He plans to break her, to make her beg-but the fire in her eyes challenges him in ways he never expected. Aria refuses to be a victim. Even as Damien forces her into his world of power and control, she fights him at every turn. But the longer she stays in his cage, the more she sees the cracks beneath his cold façade. His touch is possessive, his kisses desperate-as if she's the only thing keeping his demons at bay. Hatred turns into something forbidden. Desire becomes dangerous. When Aria uncovers a shocking betrayal-one that changes everything-she must decide: will she run, or will she become just as obsessed as he is? But Damien has never lost a game, and he's not about to start now. If she tries to leave, he will hunt her down. Because Aria Calloway belongs to him now. And he will never let her go.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Veronica is an eighteen-year-old omega who falls into an emotional breakdown when her Mate, who was soon to be the Alpha of the Sun crest pack, turns against her, hurls hurtful words at her, and rejects her on the night of the full moon festival because he and everyone in the pack, including her, thinks she is an omega. As if the pain of rejection, helplessness, and worthlessness wasn't enough, she lost her best and only friend to the cold hands of death when rogue wolves attacked their pack. Right in the presence of her mate, she was tagged as someone who always attracted problems and calamities anywhere she went and he turned a blind eye and watched as she was banished from the pack. With hatred for her life, she runs deep into the woods that were off-limits and jumps off to end her life, but in a turn of events, something else happens. What would her mate do when he finds out that Veronica is not who he thinks she is? Will she be able to forgive him? What fate lies ahead for them?
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”