Slow Burn

I was convinced that the first meeting with my true love would explode with an instantaneous flash of feelings, bonding us with devotion and passion. But it did not happen as expected. He doesn't consider himself one of us and hates me for ruining his life with the truth about who he really is. He will have to prove that he was really born to be a hero and that he is worthy of my trust. After all, according to the legend, the white she-wolf and the dark wolf will save their people with the strength that only true love can awaken. There is a long way to go and too little time…

He needed to get married to take revenge on his mother and prove that he was ready to inherit the business, and she needed to get custody of her brother. It could have been a good union, if they hadn't been so different that the lawyer repeatedly called their marriage contract a contrast.

The best way to survive betrayal is to repay it in kind. Kira was sure that only in this way she would finally be able to throw that scumbag, her gray existence and start a new stage in life. ... He stood, leaning his elbow on the bar counter and, holding a glass of brown liquid with ice in his hand, looked around the room wearily. But even in such a relaxed position, he seemed a head taller than everyone here. And his physique! I appreciated with undisguised admiration how the black shirt tightened his shoulders, chest and arms. Undoubtedly - the ideal candidate.

They say good men don’t just lie around waiting to be found. But I happened to find one. Well… not on the road, but in my vegetable garden. Whether he’s actually a good man, I don’t know yet—he still hasn’t regained consciousness. Although his spirit is incredibly annoying and seems determined to drive me to a nervous breakdown! But he’s picked the wrong woman for that! Who is he? Where did he come from? Why did he appear on my property? I urgently need to find out, because I have a feeling that if this goes on much longer… I might just fall in love…

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.

Giuseppe Ferreti had it all: wealth, power, status, and a physique to die for. The youngest Ferreti seemed to have the perfect life, right? Yet, there was one thing that all his wealth couldn't buy.

I am the last guardian of the sacred fire, the last warrior to keep the secret of the order. But the nuns who raised me did not teach me the most important thing: how to survive in a world dominated by men. I don't know how to keep my mouth shut and look down in time, which is why that insufferable Prince Danat decided to make my life a living hell. He's too handsome to forgive his arrogance, and he's very close to my secret. I also don't know what love is, and I probably don't want to know, because my mission is to save the Spark. But I can't do it without help, so I'll have to trust men, accept the help of werewolves, and make an alliance with elves. But without love, which followed me, I would never have saved this world.

- "Take your hands off me, you thug!" - I try to burn him with my eyes, but the bastard deliberately puts this mocking smile on his beautiful lips. - Just decide whether I'm a womanizer or a thug. And I stopped being afraid of elementary school teachers a long time ago, so you don't have to hiss. Be a good sport and don't make this harder on me. - Austin, are you crazy?! No way! I don't love you! Go find yourself somebody else! - "Amanda, please don't make me do this," nobody else can moan so sweetly yet so angry. - "Do what? Drag me down the aisle by force?" - "No, make you lose your head because of me," his perfect black eyebrow arches mockingly. He already knows what I'm going to say to him. - Just try to come near me again! I swear, you'll be sorry! - Well, I warned you...

I have three lives. In one of them, I am an ordinary office worker, a quiet gray mouse, the only woman in a male team. In the second, I am the daughter of an oligarch, a representative of the “golden youth,” who is used to having everything and a little more, and changing men like gloves. In the third, I am the mysterious Black Queen, a date with whom is very expensive and leads to unpredictable consequences. And which of these lives is real, I myself do not know for sure...

I needed this role... And for it, I agreed to become the nanny of a famous director's son. But what started as just an adventure turned into a real explosion of feelings! I tried to pull away, but he took me by the shoulders and held me back. For a moment, our faces were very close. He looked into my eyes. I involuntarily narrowed my eyes, expecting his lips to touch mine. I could smell the pleasant scent of his cologne and feel the warmth of his body. His palms seemed to radiate an invisible current. My shoulders tingled with cold needles where he touched them. A moment later, he let me go. “Next, please!” he said to someone behind him...

He's a rich kid, a jerk, and a playboy. He's my new boss, and I hate him. But from hatred to... When the car parked, a man got out. He was muscular, dark-haired, with gray eyes. He was wearing a coat, a suit underneath, and... sneakers? Expensive, but damn sneakers! He was carrying a sports bag and walking towards the office entrance, straight towards us. “Do you work here?” He glanced at us with a dissatisfied look. “Yes,” Vika squeaked. “Good morning!” "One more time you're late and you can look for another job. I'm going to make this company work properly, no one is going to slack off here anymore, understand? He shifted his gaze from Vika to me. Your jacket is dirty. If you're a secretary, you have to look the part, always..

Lera: "I was hired to gather compromising information, but in reality, I want to become famous as a scientist. However, my new boss presents me with surprises every day. Who is he—an eccentric rich man or a dangerous patient? And what kind of family is this, where everyone has skeletons in their closet?“ Maxim: ”I used to have everything: a beloved fiancée, friends I thought were real, a successful business... But then my best friend died right before my eyes while saving me, and my girlfriend cheated on me with another friend when I stopped living the high life... I thought I would never return to normal life, but then she appeared in my house..."

- "Don't you play dumb on me, it won't help you! So, you got behind the wheel of someone else's car, fucked up my doll, and I'm just supposed to forgive you? Do I look like an idiot?" the stranger growls. No, you look like an arrogant asshole. So what if I scratched your car a little? - "You can leave me your phone number and I'll reimburse you later," - I cringe, imagining this guy's reaction. - "What do you take me for? No, girl, you'll work it off some other way, if you can't pay. Either you come with me or we call the police." - I don't... - I blush, starting to stammer - I don't sell my body. - "So now you think I’m a pervert?" he snorts angrily. "Honey, you're not my type, so it won't work even if you want to. You'll be my wife. Fictitiously, of course.

Promising millionaire Alex Zalisky gets into one predicament after another until he ends up at a suburban hotel and restaurant complex that he has long wanted to buy. But when he arrives, he finds himself homeless, and the kind owner offers him a job as a waiter. Of course, he would have laughed hysterically at such a tempting offer before, but now, unrecognised by anyone, he agrees. The eyes of the stubborn owner of the complex, Margo, who drove him crazy a year ago, played a significant role in this decision. This is the story of Alex Zalisky, Max's brother from ‘The Marriage Contract’. The books can be read separately, they are independent.

Valentina feels she’s running out of time to be happy and achieve her dreams. After studying a degree in Argentina that led to no job opportunities, she decides to move for a summer to the Uruguayan coast, hoping to find the chance that will “pull her out of the hole,” fully aware that her time is limited. She has recently discovered something decisive at twenty-three… She’s holding on to a single possibility named Sebastián Vélez, a rising young millionaire who might become either the cause of all her troubles or the hope of the hottest summer of her life… As long as he doesn’t uncover Valentina’s best-kept secret. All rights reserved 2403057242269-2024. Luis Avila

Psychologist Dana finds herself in the same house as a man whom everyone thinks is a crazy criminal. Frightening the girl, he begs her for help. Dana has no choice, and now she will have to deal with the terrible family secrets of her kidnapper and... struggle with unexpected conflicting feelings towards him.

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.

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?

“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.

- "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…