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"I fell for this girl like a curse. No matter what I do, no matter how many girls I hook up with, I still can't forget my best friend's little sister. I have a reputation for being a bully, and that's why this proud beauty torments me with ignorance, which only pushes me to make her mine. I'm too excited to back down, too in love to refuse..." "Every time I see this cheerful, relaxed, handsome guy, something strange happens to me. I am wildly angry with him for kissing other people and at the same time I dream of being the only one for him. I love him and hate him, punish him and don't let him go, hoping that one day he will change for me..."

Daniil Olshansky is an unearthly attractive, daring, self-confident thief of women's peace. And I definitely shouldn't look in his direction for two reasons. First, why would I want to go through such trouble? Second, men like him don't fall for gray mice. I am invisible to him. I was... - "Shall we dance?" A charming, killer smile is dazzling me. - "You and me?" I stare at him in disbelief. "You have a charity event? - "Ruslana, don't piss me off. You won't like me when I'm angry and irritated," his gray eyes are frozen with steel stubbornness. - "I don't like you anyway," I shrug. God, why am I lying, I'm not good at lying at all! - "It’s not like I’m offering you my heart. I just promised your aunt that I would pay you some attention," he brazenly puts his arm around my waist.

- "What could a uni star possibly want from me? Why the hell are you picking on me?" - I hiss, glancing at his group of “chosen ones”. He doesn't want to be seen with me either. - "I know your worst secret, Yuki. I know who's paying for your education," - Dean enjoys my reaction. I close my eyes so that he doesn't see my horror, but I can't help my shaking hands. "So let's play a game, redhead. I say something and you do it. You want me to keep quiet, don't you?" - "You won't succeed," I burn him with a hateful look, licking the dry lips he's been staring at. "I've learned something about you, too. About you and your stepmother" - I've never seen people turn pale so quickly. This perfect asshole had it coming. - "Well, rich kid, seems like we’re playing by my rules now, huh?"

He thought he knew everything about women. With just one look, he could lure a pretty girl into the bedroom. An insanely charismatic, self-confident seducer. A covetous and choosy narcissist, or at least he was, until he met her - Vasylyna, his blue-eyed femme fatale, who turned his world upside down. Will the American rich man be able to find the key to the Ukrainian beauty's heart and win the three-wish bet? Or does he secretly dream of losing at first sight?

I was very wrong to think that I knew everything about love. No, I just had to learn the power of these feelings, burn to the ground, be reborn and meet Him. He destroyed my world, changed my life, made me fight and keep believing. We hate and love each other equally. We have had many troubles, trials, and short moments of happiness. But I hope that one day love will win. Just help me stay strong, just stay somewhere out there and I will find you. Because without you, this universe will lose all meaning…

- "I don't know how to be your wife," I whisper, not taking my eyes off his beckoning gaze. - "Only you can do it," he replies just as quietly, and the vibration of his voice makes my heart start whirling in a wild waltz. - "By asking me to marry you, do you mean... bed?" the stupidity of my question only emphasizes my excitement. - Yes, Varya. I meant a real marriage, to share sorrows, joys and love together," Jan's breathing becomes labored, his eyes darken. It seems as if the room is spinning slowly, or the law of gravity is breaking down. - "What if... I don't want to rush into... sex?" I wrap my arms around his neck. I don't know what's happening to me, my love for him is very strange, with its own quirks. - Marry me, and I'll wait as long as it takes. Shall we take the risk together?

“You again?” he asks, unhappy. “What part of my words did you not understand?” "I have just one question for you. Tell me where Elena is!" - What? - Ruslan seemed to be surprised. - Who are you? - Kira. Elena's younger sister. I want to know where she is. - Kira?" Ruslan doesn't seem to believe me. He looks me up and down and stops at my face. “You don't look like that kid with the freckles on her nose.” “I was fifteen then,” I snort. "I want to find my sister. You're my last hope. My parents don't tell me anything about her. They don't want to remember at all. The last thing I remember before I flew to America was that she went to you.“ ”You really don't know anything?“ Ruslan's anger gives way to surprise. ”No,“ I shake my head, ”Elena died eight years ago.

You need to have talent to piss people off like that! A bold, unbearable, master of ironic quips, a king and a god in his company and... my husband. A fake one. And no one must know that we are not real spouses. We signed a contract for a whole year. I don't know how I could have agreed to that! I accepted his challenge in a fit of excitement, and now I have to pretend to be his loving lapdog for several reasons that are important to him... But it's not that simple. It seems that this devil is starting to fall in love with me. What am I supposed to do now? Reciprocate my boss's feelings or run away to the ends of the earth?

- "Nastya, let's continue the deal and you can stay with me and our child. You can be my wife for as long as you want," he stares at me with his intense gaze. A man I will never be able to fully understand. His enemies claim that Circassian has no heart. This is not true. He is bossy, demanding, sometimes bloody unbearable, feared and respected, but I was allowed to see him differently. It's so unfair, he made me fall in love with him, assured me that our feelings are mutual, and for some reason, everything is still decided not by our desires, but by the terms of the agreement. I want to shout: "What do you want?" But instead, swallowing back tears, I'm going to do something he doesn't expect me to do. I have to find out if my husband is really ready to do anything for me…

The coffee shop is all I have. But today I found out that they can take it away from me too. And all because of a guy I trusted... And he set me up. Now I need to find money to pay off the loan. And everything would be fine, but the amount is extremely large for me. But when a friend offers a good way to make money, I agree without hesitation. What's wrong with that? To play the bride of a self-confident major! And to play it so that the man's family will never think of marrying him again. I will become an imperfect bride for one night only. I will get my money and Herman will get his freedom. But what happens when my game leads to a completely different outcome that neither I nor Herman expected?

— Look at me. I'm not made of steel, my girl. You can't just drive man crazy and expect me not to want to kiss you! For several days now, I've been hiding in this wilderness alone with the most attractive man I've ever seen. But I'm still terrified of intimacy. “I'm sorry for tormenting you,” I sob, staring into his incredible blue eyes. “I'm willing to wait forever. And you know why. But let me kiss you just once, and you'll see that my touch is not like that scumbag's. I'm not my brother, Nina. I would never hurt you,” he says, his breathing becoming shallow and heavy with emotion. His gaze darkens. “Okay. Close your eyes. ...I'll kiss you myself,” it will be sad if I faint in his arms, but if anyone can heal my heart, it's him... Rodion Atlas.

I love life too much to give up and comply, you've got the wrong girl! But, as it turned out, I perceived the world around me the wrong way, so the truth harshly pulled my head out of the sand. And of course, when I was not ready for it at all. And all because of a friend whom I wanted to save. According to Murphy's law, one single meeting changed everything. The guy who unexpectedly took care of me, this impudent, arrogant rich prick, turned out to be not quite human. But the strangest thing was what I encountered in the north. A pack of werewolves abruptly changed my fate, filling it with emotions and feelings. Is it possible to survive separation and loss by entrusting your heart to someone you hardly know?

“I hope you're thinking about our date,” Yar's voice interrupts my thoughts. “What? No!” I blurt out and blush. I turn to the window again so that Yar doesn't see it. - I'm not going on a date with you. - Why? - he asks me directly. - You don't like me? - I do, but... I don't want to. - What a strange answer. Don't you think?" he asks me directly. The car stops in front of the gate of my house, and while we wait for it to open, Yar waits for my answer. “You don't need a girl like me,” I say, looking at my hands. "What's wrong with you? You're beautiful, smart, and kind. I can go on if you want. - No, don't! I... I... I have scars all over my body. They look terrible. - Is that the problem? Your scars?

My first love has left a bitter taste on my lips... Seven long years have passed, and I can't forget you... Your voice, your eyes, your touch - everything feels as if you are near, as if there was no gap of years between us. I'm afraid and at the same time eager to see you again. I know you hate me, and you have every right to. I betrayed you, although I realize that there was no other choice. But you don't know my biggest secret yet. Our son... who calls another man his dad. My soul has been hurting and bleeding all these years. I didn't want it to be like this, and I don't know how to fix it...

Nuño de Villalba has sworn to protect Princess Leonora, even against his own nature. Bound by a ring that condemns him to unbearable pain under the sun, he watches over her night and day. Leonora knows her duty as princess of Yayyán, a border kingdom scarred by war. What she never imagined was that a forbidden love would put that duty to the test. With the political climate on the brink of collapse, both must soon choose whether to follow the dictates of their hearts or sacrifice everything for the crown. Vampires, magic, and romance intertwine in a story where monsters are not always the ones who stalk the night… and where a blood-stained sword may be wielded in the name of good.

Instead of enjoying life in her native castle, she chose the mountains. However, not everything is so simple - due to a mistake by her younger sister, Manelli has to go to the royal palace to pretend to be interested in choosing a new queen. Prince Radmin cannot choose the one among all the beauties of the kingdom, and Manella considers him a fool and wants to return home as soon as possible so that no watchful eye will follow her every step and learn her secrets.

— Why did you do it? — she asks nervously. — I could ask you the same, but I won’t. Not interested. — Are you going to take everything from me? — her lips twist as if in pain. — No, I’ll return what you stole — your peace. — Peace has nothing to do with this. You came to get revenge, didn’t you? But I have to disappoint you — it won’t work, — she lifts her chin defiantly. — Revenge on the one you loved, who betrayed you? Do you think that’s enough to get your life back? — Loved?! — she shouts. — What you did says otherwise. I will never forgive you. — Good, at least our intentions align there. Any more questions, claims, accusations? — I hate you! — she hides her tear-filled eyes and storms out of the office.

King Myron the Bloody came to my castle to destroy everything I ever loved. As for me? I was supposed to be his trophy. But I’d rather die than be dishonored. Only… instead of death, I got something else. A dark power that brought me back to life. A second chance to seek revenge. But first, I must start over. With a new name. As a commoner. And when the time is right… I’ll find a way to get close to my enemy. This story contains: - obsessive love; - a strong, determined heroine; - two extraordinary men in love with her; - one of them is powerful and cruel; - unpredictable twists; - no “enemies to lovers” trope from the heroine’s side; - steamy, explicit scenes; - a guaranteed happy ending.

A Fae Princess, hidden in the mortal world — in the body of an ordinary, unremarkable girl. All for one reason: to test her chosen one. But the path to love is far more dangerous and complicated than it first appeared. Will she survive the trials that await her? And… will her chosen one prove worthy of her love?

Years ago, the woman he loved cheated on him with his greatest rival, and he hated her until the day his grandfather, on his deathbed, confessed that she was innocent. The guilt was overwhelming, but his world fell apart when he tried to find her and discovered that she was dead. She believed her heart would never beat for anyone again, until fate put Freya Magnar in her path; her karma made woman.