Forbidden Love

He was born into an empire of ruin, raised by a man whose name alone makes the brave falter. But he is no mere heir. He is the danger himself — hiding behind a wicked smile and the reputation of a charming playboy. And woe to the girl he chooses.

Gaia never forgot that look. Amid dust, sirens, and chaos, he lifted his eyes just as she pressed the shutter… and the world seemed to stop. She didn’t know his name. She never saw him again. But something inside her recognized what she couldn’t yet understand. That same night, still shaken, Gaia agreed to go out with Bruno, her colleague—steady, protective, safe. Maybe it was time to choose a different story. What she doesn’t know is that Bruno has a brother. And he is the man in the photograph. When Gael returns, the three of them will face a truth impossible to escape: some glances are fate… and some loves always find their wayback.

Clara Beltrán arrived at the parish in Palermo looking for a job that would allow her to continue her studies. She never imagined that beneath the robes of the new parish priest lay a desire that would shake every boundary she had ever known. Ignacio Ortiz de Alvear is attractive, intense, and devoted to the most vulnerable… but he is also burdened by a secret that burns within him: his attraction to Clara. Every touch, every glance, every gesture of care becomes a temptation impossible to resist. Guided by faith yet consumed by passion, they must decide whether to surrender to the forbidden or continue living with the flame of restrained desire. Because in this game, sin has never been so irresistible.

High society is brutal. Especially when you're constantly surrounded by enemies. Especially when you witness something you were never meant to see. These people don’t tolerate loose ends. Get ready to say goodbye to your life. And even if — by some miracle — you survive, they’ll still try to crush you. They’ll destroy your reputation, shatter your dreams, and leave you utterly alone. Sounds fun? Well, that’s my everyday reality. My personal war. And I will win. No matter the cost.

One more step, and the distance between us disappears. His hands slide onto my shoulders, as if demanding that I stay put. “You want me to believe that you're willing to do anything for him, don't you?” These words pierce my skin like deadly needles. I try to avoid his gaze, but he won't let me. His fingers grip my chin. Bazhinsky forces me to look him in the eyes, studying me as if I were an interesting specimen for his collection. “If you really want this... prove it,” he challenges. His eyes, dark and cold, penetrate the depths of my soul. And I realize there is no turning back. His hot palms press harder, and I give in, slowly kneeling down, continuing to look into his eyes. Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Life is a tricky thing. I fell in love with the girl I rescued, and she turned out to be the daughter of the enemy. But an even greater discovery for me was that I could not live a day without her. She has enchanted me, eaten into me, grown inside me so much that now I can only tear my heart out. But will that help me when I am without her, as if I were without air?

She’s getting married. To someone else. His sister. Step? Foster? Does it even matter? Solomiya isn’t Oleksii’s by blood, yet she grew up under the same roof, raised by his parents. She always saw him as a brother. He has always felt something far more dangerous. Now Solomiya chooses the man who taught her to trust the height… and herself. But when the pull between past and present refuses to let go, will love be strong enough to keep her from falling? Or will gravity prove stronger than the dream of flight? Book Two of the dilogy — Vector of Her Gravity The story of Oleksii and Solomiya’s parents — The Fifth of His Sins and The Temple of His Obsession The story of Oleksii’s uncle — Radiance in His Darkness and Darkness in Her Light

By day, she's the plain and defiant nanny who cares for the president's children. By night, she's the most sought-after dancer at a private club. He's a powerful man with a wife in a coma and three children who drive him crazy. He can't stand the nanny… but he also can't stop desiring her. What will happen when he discovers her double life? Amid secrets, forbidden desire, and emotions they refuse to acknowledge, they will both confront an attraction that could change everything. Can love blossom amidst chaos? An intense, provocative, and thrilling novel where love is born in the midst of chaos, appearances are deceiving, and no one is who they seem.

I decided to confess my crush on a classmate by writing him a letter — a detailed and slightly daring one, explaining what kind of relationship I was hoping for. But things didn’t go according to plan. Instead of my future boyfriend, the letter ended up in the hands of the strictest professor at our university. Now he thinks I’m secretly obsessed with him… And to make things worse, he keeps showing up everywhere I go. One day, he completely stuns me with an offer I can’t exactly refuse: Pretend to be his girlfriend.

She is the daughter of a prosecutor. He is the heir of the mafia. She is the only one who can convince her father to take their side. Between love and a deadly war, between the mafia and the family, Amelia must make a choice that will either save them both... or destroy everything. Because sometimes the biggest danger is feeling for the enemy.

Running from my husband, I found myself in a small town tucked between forests and lakes called Frostgate. I desperately need to find my brother. The problem is, he may not even know I exist… let alone that he has a one-and-a-half-year-old niece. But there’s no other choice. Oliver McKay—a star of Canadian hockey—is our only hope. The second book in the "Canadian Eagles" series. The story of Sarah and Hunter. Each book is a standalone novel. It can be read separately, but I still recommend starting with "Reliability Factor".

His eyes burned with desire, and his hands trembled with impatience. I should have refused, but my body betrayed me. We found ourselves in each other's arms again, and I realized that this secret could grow into something more. But was I ready for the consequences? Every meeting with him was like a leap into the abyss — exciting but dangerous. I realized I was playing with fire, but I couldn't stop.

Illya is confident, cocky, and knows exactly how to rattle Kateryna, his marketing instructor. With a heavy, seductive glance from beneath thick dark lashes, he asks if there’s a practical course on “How to Hold a Consumer’s Attention.” Kateryna feels a sharp sting of irritation—and something more. This arrogant, bold, insufferable student is testing her limits. Her reply is firm: “First, you have to earn that attention.” But Illya isn’t one to back down. He’s already earned some attention before—now he wants much more than Kateryna is willing to give. In this game of minds and desire, who will come out on top?

When I saw him for the first time, I realized that I was lost. Strong, confident and... twenty years older. He is definitely not the one I need, but why does my heart beat so frantically every time I see him? Is it out of fear, or is there something much deeper here?

He has a scar on his face and even deeper scars in his soul. He appeared in my life suddenly when I was running away from danger. Eljar is not just a man in a mask. He lives in a world where issues are resolved by force, and the past always haunts him. He cannot be broken, nor can he be understood. I had to leave. But I stayed. And I made a fatal mistake. Now I'm not just by his side—I'm at the center of his life. Fire, persecution, death, escape. Every new day is a battle for the right to live. And even when the mask falls, it's not clear who is in front of me: my protector or my executioner. But no matter what happens next, I'm not ready to lose him, and no matter what it costs me, I want to show him that life goes on, and that I can be the one who will restore his ability to love.

These sisters are bound by something more than blood. A man, to be specific. While the eldest sister, superficial and the most beautiful, fights to secure a socially prominent position; the second eldest sister, shy and innocent, falls in love with the wrong person. Meanwhile, the youngest of the three is not satisfied with what fate gives her and strives for more, unaware that in the end, she will only regret her choices. And of course! There is a prince!

Never, never, never in your life should you bother a woman in a fleece robe and with wet hair in a bar. Because she doesn't give a damn about anything! There are no barriers or moral standards for her! Because if a woman goes somewhere like that and is not ashamed, you can only imagine what's going on in her head!" *** Lada wanted to surprise her fiancé, but instead she got a spicy scene with her best friend. In a state of shock, she found herself in a nightclub and met the mysterious Demid and spent the night with him. And in the morning... she ran away, taking a painting from his collection, not knowing that she had challenged him to find it.

A deal, a terrible problem, and a pair of eyes. These are the three factors that will influence Aaron Wayne, the most cunning and intelligent man in Manhattan, to fall defeated before a little girl who will not only bring complications to his life, but also many cold showers and sleepless nights. Because one doesn't desire a friend's woman, much less a son's woman.

Alice sought to break free from her manipulative and controlling mother, and upon receiving the acceptance letter from a top Swiss university, she asked her father for assistance. He promptly contacted his close friend, Oskar Baumann, to arrange for Alice to stay with him. Oskar was delighted to welcome his goddaughter into his home, at least in theory, given that it had been over five years since they'd last met.

That’s exactly what nurse Anya did—without a second thought about the trials and danger waiting ahead. “Help me.” His voice cuts straight to the bone. “Call the police?” “The police won’t help. Get me out of here!” “Get you out?” “Are you kidding? How?!” My words sound hollow even to me. Before the echo of my voice fades, I scan the room in panic, searching for a way out. What do we have? A pile of medical equipment, a wheelchair—and my hospital pass that opens every door. Not bad. “Damn it!” I realize that tomorrow I’ll be unemployed. But my hands are already helping him into the wheelchair. “No matter what happens—stay quiet. You owe me.” I roll the wheelchair into the empty corridor. All we need is to slip unnoticed to the service elevator. And we’re saved.