8832 Book(s) Related to the bad boy who broke me

Quiet, hardworking Lily Carter is too busy with school and her café job to think about love—until she crosses paths with Ethan Blake, the school’s feared bad boy.
Beneath Ethan’s rebellious exterior lies a painful past and fear of trust. Drawn to Lily (the only girl who doesn’t chase him), they form a fragile bond as he lets her see his vulnerable side.
But Ethan’s past and outside pressure lead to a devastating betrayal, breaking Lily’s heart. She walks away to rebuild her life, while Ethan, consumed with regret, must prove he’s changed to win her back....

The day I gave birth, I wasn't handed my crying baby, but a tight swaddle of blood-stained cash.
To secure his seat as the new Don, my husband had traded our newborn to Agatha—my own flesh-and-blood aunt, and the young wife of his paralyzed father.
Reduced to nothing more than a convenient incubator, I spent the next four years as a prisoner in my own home.
Ronald issued a ruthless order to his men: if I ever took a single step toward Agatha’s heavily guarded wing to see my son, I was to be shot on sight.
But a mother's desperation knows no bounds.
When my boy's fever spiked dangerously high, I blasted through armed guards and walked through a blazing inferno just to save his life.
Yet, the most fatal wound didn't come from the flames or the shattered glass.
It happened in the ER, when the four-year-old boy I nearly died to save woke up, shoved away my severely burned hands, and screamed for Agatha. He begged me to leave, crying that he just wanted to be a "real family" with his dad and the woman who stole my life.
Staring at the twisted family my husband and aunt had built upon my stolen motherhood, a sudden, icy numbness quieted my shattered world.
"Call me Mom one last time," I whispered through the ash and tears, "and I promise I'll never bother you again."

He’s damaged beyond repair, and she’s his cure.

It just might go both ways.

Percie Matthews’s life changed in a heartbeat on one tragic night. The affectionate person turned unloving and cold. From compassion became egotistic and blunt—those are what Percie is known for. Until a smart, soft-hearted, and gullible Hailey Ward walks into his world.

Hailey never swears and keeps her distance from people, especially a broody bad boy like Percie. At first look, she knows he is bad news.
When Hailey is looking for a roommate, he’s shocked to find himself offering her a place. What will happen when a cold like him lives together with a kind-hearted and warm Hailey? How will he keep his head straight when she keeps reminding him of someone he lost?

Selene had given everything, her loyalty, her strength, her heart, to the mate she trusted, only to watch him bring another woman into their home and declare she carried his child. The woman Selene once saved, now mocking her, flaunting her place where Selene once stood.

Stripped of her home, humiliated, and left alone in the cold night, Selene must confront a world that no longer belongs to her. Will she crumble under the weight of betrayal, or rise from the ashes and reclaim everything that was stolen from her?

Quinn spent eighteen years being told she was cursed, unwanted, and unworthy of a mate bond at all. She survived by believing that when her mates finally found her, everything would change.

She was right. Just not the way she hoped.

On her eighteenth birthday, the bond did not point to one man. It pointed to three, the most feared generals in the werewolf world, bound together by a prophecy no one has seen fulfilled in three hundred years. They were supposed to be her salvation.

Instead, a lie reached them first. Convinced their fated mate was a woman who sold herself for money, they claimed her anyway, not out of love, but out of the need to control what they believed she was. Punishing hands. Cruel smiles. A cage dressed up as devotion.

Quinn survived worse than three angry mates. What she did not expect was the truth waiting underneath their cruelty, a bloodline stolen from her at birth, a murder buried for eighteen years, and a woman pulling every string from the shadows who needs Quinn broken before she ever learns what she really is.

They swore to ruin her. They have no idea what they actually woke up.

In the moonlit mating gathering, Prince Lucien Kassel publicly rejects his fated mate Elara Ashwyn, declaring,
“I, Prince Lucien Kassel, take Seraphine Elvyr as my chosen mate,”
while Elara stands broken before the entire Wolf Kingdom.

Years later, after Elara has built a new life and secretly raised their daughter Mira, Lucien corners her:
“I never stopped loving you, Elara Ashwyn. I rejected you to save you from the white witches who wanted you dead.”

Elara’s furious reply cuts deep:
“You watched them brand me like livestock and call me a dark witch, Lucien Kassel. I wish I had never met you.”

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In a world where wolf shifters prize strength above all, powerless orphan Elara Ashwyn survives brutal pack abuse and public rejection by Crown Prince Lucien Kassel only to discover she carries forbidden dark witch blood and secretly bears his child, Mira. Forced apart for seven years, Elara rises as a fierce corporate lawyer while Lucien becomes king, haunted by his sacrificial choice to protect her. When their paths collide again, old wounds reopen amid royal conspiracies, white-witch covens, and a daughter with explosive powers.

This unique blend of rejected-mates angst, secret-baby redemption, and witch-shifter politics delivers raw emotion, steamy second-chance passion, and a heroine who claims her crown on her own terms.

Will Elara Ashwyn forgive the man who shattered her, or will their cursed bond destroy them both?

Their mouths were inches apart, their breaths mingling.

Aaron gently pulled down the straps of her dress, sliding them off her shoulders. She took a deep breath, feeling exposed under his intense gaze, her vulnerability and nervousness evident. He inhaled the scent of mint that surrounded her, overwhelming his senses. She winced when his hand tenderly touched her wound. "I apologize, babygirl. I was careless and failed to protect you," he whispered, taking a sharp breath. He tightly grasped the hem of her dress in response.


She was heartbroken when she realized that her father had sold her to the devil of her life for 100 million. She made it difficult for him to cope with his carnal desires. Not only did he have to deal with her attitude, but also her tantrums.

"What if I decide to give you all the money? Be my fuck mate for one month. I'll pay for your mother's surgery and sponsor your education."
When life pushed Isabella Parker to the edge, she had only one choice, to sell the only thing she had left: herself. Her mother was dying, the bills were piling up, and the world had turned its back on her. That was when Kade Gilbert, the arrogant, cold-hearted bad boy, made her an offer she couldn't refuse.
But Isabella didn't know that Kade wasn't a guy who honored boundaries. He didn't just want her for a month, he wanted to own her. To mark her. To make her forget who she was before he came into the picture.
"You're mine to touch, no one else's," he growled, his voice dark and commanding, igniting a fire she'd never felt before.
What began as a desperate deal soon turned into a dangerous obsession. Will Isabella lose her heart to a monster who only takes, or will she find the strength to refuse the one man who refuses to let her go?

Claire Lions has three rules: work hard, stay out of drama, and never, ever trust Andy Stephenson.
For as long as she can remember, Andy has been the definition of trouble—loud, cocky, and always getting under her skin. She's spent years avoiding him, convinced she knows exactly who he is. But when they're thrown together on a project neither of them can escape, Claire starts to realize the boy she thought she hated might not be the villain she made him out to be.
Sparks fly, tempers flare, and somewhere between insults and accidental confessions, Claire begins to wonder if the real danger isn't working with Andy—it's falling for him.
√Bad Boy x Good Girl
√Enemies to Lovers
√Redemption
√Slow Burn
√YA Steamy

Seventeen-year-old Sharon Wilson has spent her entire life hiding the curse burning beneath her skin. One mistake could expose her forbidden magic and get her executed. When she earns a rare scholarship to Emberfield Academy, the most prestigious magical sports school in the kingdom, survival becomes even harder. The academy is home to elite athletes, ruthless rivals, and the Dragon League captain everyone worships: Jaden Drake. He’s talented, arrogant, dangerously charming… and the last person Sharon should ever fall for. But when strange attacks begin targeting the academy and Sharon’s curse starts reacting to Jaden’s mysterious powers, the two are forced into an uneasy alliance. The closer they become, the more Sharon realizes the secrets surrounding her curse are tied to Jaden, the Dragon League, and the kingdom's future. Now, with war rising beyond the arena walls and the championship tournament approaching, Sharon must decide what she’s willing to sacrifice: her heart, her magic… or the boy who might be the only one capable of saving her.

Evre has spent her entire life hiding.

At St. Peter's Academy, she is known as the "Wolfless Omega"—a weak girl with no wolf form and useless magic.

She endures daily bullying from the school elites, especially Sebastian, the boy she foolishly thought was her friend.

To protect her true identity as a high-ranking heir from the North, she keeps her head down and takes the abuse.

But everything changes after a vicious prank goes wrong.

Left for dead in the woods during a full moon, Evangeline is forced to reveal her secret: she isn't wolfless.

She is a rare and powerful White Wolf. Just as she loses control of her new form, she is intercepted by Bradley—the academy’s notorious bad boy and an Alpha who has always seen through her lies.

Now, they are bound by a bond neither of them asked for.

The night leaves Evre marked as Bradley’s fated mate. Suddenly, the school's outcast is under the protection of its most dangerous student.

But this protection comes with a price. Bradley is possessive, demanding, and refuses to let her run back to her old life. With Sebastian plotting revenge and her family closing in,

Evre must decide if she can trust the bad boy who holds her leash—or if she'll fight to break free.

She was born to lead—but first, she must survive the betrayal.

Cast out by her pack. Rejected by her fated mate. Forced into an unwanted bond with the Alpha of a rival clan, Luna Belle thought her story ended in heartbreak. Branded as cursed and sold like a traitor, she’s banished to a life of silence.

But Luna is no ordinary wolf.

Hidden deep within her blood lies a secret power, one even she doesn’t fully understand—until the Luna Trials begin, and her magic awakens with a vengeance.

Now, as rival packs clash over territory and lies, Luna must fight for her place, her heart, and her future. Along the way, she’ll face deadly tests, forbidden love, and a second chance at the mate who once shattered her soul. But trust is a luxury she can’t afford—not when the same pack that betrayed her may be hiding the truth about her cursed bloodline.

She was the quiet one.

They made her the weapon.

And now, at twenty-one, she’s coming back to destroy the kingdom that broke her.

In my past life, I died in a freezing, damp basement.
The person who destroyed me was Evelina, the daughter of my father’s mistress. She set a trap at a charity gala, dragged my reputation through the mud, and forced me into a hellish marriage—all so she could strip away everything that rightfully belonged to me.
When I opened my eyes again, I was twenty-two. The gala that sealed my fate was happening tonight.
Before the banquet officially began, I seamlessly swapped two champagne flutes, handing her meticulously woven trap right back to her. When the scandal detonated, sending shockwaves through the ballroom, my eyes landed on Killian—the Vance family's notoriously cold-blooded illegitimate son.
The trust fund my mother left me was still firmly under my control. I walked straight up to him and laid my chips on the table.
My enemies had retreated to the shadows, waiting to strike back. But I was going to use their own conspiracies as stepping stones, clawing back everything I owned, one piece at a time.

She just wanted to start over.

After a childhood marked by trauma and invisible scars, Isabella Monteiro decided to live in silence, hiding her pain behind a charming smile.

But fate has never been kind.

Caught between two completely opposite worlds, Isabella finds herself at the center of a war for her heart.

On one side, Alexander Carter, the perfect CEO—sophisticated, polite, a man who seems to have stepped out of a dream. He protects her, respects her, and awakens in her the feeling of finally being safe.

On the other, Dante Navarro, a dangerous drug dealer with a gaze that can burn to the soul. Brutal, intense, and with an obsession that can destroy her... or free her.

Between Alexander's heaven and Dante's shadows, Isabella will discover that love can be her salvation... or her ruin.

Amaya Gilbert thought winning a full ride to the hyper-elite King’s College was her ticket out of her toxic family's shadow. Instead, she walked straight into a golden cage ruled by the Marcello twins—the untouchable brothers who get everything they desire.

Alec Marcello: The arrogant, tattooed hockey star. To escape a forced marriage to Amaya's cruel sister, he forces Amaya into a public fake relationship. He wants to use her as his shield, and he doesn't care about the chaos he leaves behind.

Kai Marcello: Alec's brilliant, quiet, and lethal twin. He operates in the shadows, and he completely disapproves of his brother's game. His ultimatum? Fake date my brother in public, but be my real girlfriend in secret.

Now, Amaya is trapped in a scorching, high-stakes double deception:

By day: She belongs to the reckless hockey god who flaunts her to the world.

By night: She belongs to the dangerous bad boy who claims her in the dark.

“You’re dripping,” he groaned. “You hear that? You’re making a mess all over me.”


He's the school's willful billionaire bad boy— hot, tall, handsome who made her fall and loosen herself for him just to find out it was all a lie.

A bet.

Well, two can dance a tango, right?

A comeback is all she needs. One that would make the so-called dangerous bad boy fall to his knees.

It wasn't just a game to him.

What if there's something more…

A facade he's hiding behind?

WARNING: Contains strong vulgar languages, sexual scenes, erotic contents, triggering situations, and lots more.

"Are you afraid of me?" He said, dropping his hand from my arm and wrapping it around my waist.

"I-I d-don't, I-I c-can't." I struggled to speak but I couldn't get any words out.

He let go of me and raked his hand through his hair.

"What is it about you?" He asked and grazed my cheeks with his fingers lightly. "Sorry birdie but I can't stop myself anymore. I'm going to kiss you now.”


Emily Chesterfield is a shy and innocent nerd. Her life changes drastically when she begins her junior year. She attracts the attention of the school's bad boy and billionaire's son, Ace Hilton. However, that is not all as she also attracts the attention of a criminal syndicate. What happens when she falls for the bad boy who is trying to keep her safe from the criminal syndicate?

Cody Baker, the bane of my existence.
The school bad boy, and my ex-best friend.

We grew up together, and we used to be close. He was the one I told my secrets to, and he told me his until he changed. He turned into someone I did not know. He turned into the kind of guy he used to hate.

The moment he changed, we fell apart. A part of me hated him, and he knew it. He spends his day annoying me, trying to add me to just another notch on his bedpost. I would not lower myself to that. I was no angel, but I was not stupid enough to go there.

It is bad enough that I still have to see him every day at school. My only sanctuary away from him is my house, somewhere he rarely came to, but now even that has been taken away from me. He is coming to stay with us for two weeks while his mother is out of town. I need to try my best not to kill him while he is here.

I dread it from the second my mother told me, but it is amazing how things can change in such a short space of time.

"Eric was my nemesis. The school bully had a laser focus on me as his target. As if high school wasn't hard enough.
Even worse, he was quite possibly the one person that seemed to know me best.
All I wanted was to avoid Eric but he had a knack for showing up whenever I wanted to avoid him most.
Then we made that bet...
I believed that the only girl dirt biker in the contest, Tomboy, would win this year. But Eric thought otherwise...And he was willing to bet me a week of slavery on it.
We'll see who is obeying who by week's end..."

“If another man dares to glance your way, Annaliese, I’ll blind him. If he dares to speak your name, I’ll cut his throat. You are not for the world to see, not for anyone else to want. You are mine to look at, mine to take, mine to own , and no one… I mean no one else gets a single piece of you.” Cassian heaved, resting his entire face against the crook of my neck. “Do you hear me?”

———————-

To be an omega is to be invisible. To be a wolfless omega is to be prey.

Annaliese had survived years of hell in the Silverpine Pack but nothing could have prepared her for the agony of finding her fated mate in Alpha Cassian Blackthorn, the ruthless and most powerful Alpha in the north. The man who disliked weakness and weak people, the man that looks at her with disgust.

Annaliese had thought that was over until she realizes Cassian’s obsession now borders on madness.

Cassian won’t let her leave the pack house. Won’t let other wolves near her. Won’t stop appearing whenever she goes with wild eyes and clenched fists as if the rejection broke something inside him instead of her.

He doesn’t want her but he can’t let her go.

When Alpha Ronan Visits and shows interest in the worthless Omega everyone else ignores, the fragile control Cassian’s bee clinging to snapped.

Suddenly Annaliese is caught in a deadly game between two Alphas, and she doesn’t know the rules.

But the more she searches for answers, the more she realizes that some truths are buried in blood.

And digging them up might cost her everything.

"You are mine, Princess. For the next two months, I own this body and you will not give it out to any other man. I own every fucking inch of this body."



Mireille had been a good girl all her life, sheltered by her protective brother until he goes on a three-month travel.

Mireille has to stay with his best friend whom she last saw in high school. Mireille thinks she would finally be free from her brother's protectiveness but she turns out to be wrong as her brother's best friend is a worse version of her brother... Protective and possessive.

Mireille wants to hate him but it seems to be impossible to hate a man as hot as Dante Romano.

Hot, sexy and a billionaire mafia boss, Dante wants to make Mireille nothing more than his best friend's sister but it seems impossible with the heat that runs through their bodies with their every contact.

She is his innocent princess and she is supposed to remain so but when lust pulls her close, she becomes his woman, his possession, the Bad Boy's Princess.

But there are many more secrets lurking around, secrets insistent on pulling Mireille out of her innocent lifestyle.

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENTS AHEAD.

"I reject you," he says clearly. Loudly. Making sure everyone hears. "I, Ronan Nightbane, reject the false bond between us. I reject any claim you think you have on me."
"Why isn't it working?" he demands.
"Because it's real," I whisper. "Whether you want it or not."
"Then I'll make it clear another way," he says.
He turns to address the entire cafeteria. His voice carries to every corner of the room.
"Let me be perfectly clear," he announces. "She's not my mate. She's not my anything. She's just a sad little girl who needs to learn her place."
The silence that follows is deafening. Hundreds of students stare at me with pity. With disgust. With relief that they're not in my position.
I sit there shaking. My wolf curls up in a corner of my mind and whimpers.
But he's not our mate anymore. He made that clear.
He's nothing to me.


She came to survive. He was born to rule. Fate made them mates. And that’s where the nightmare began.
Evangeline has spent her whole life on the edge, unwanted, unclaimed, and surviving in the shadows of Crescent Moon Pack. A omega by blood and an outcast by choice, she’s learned to keep her head down and her scars hidden. But when her dying uncle asks her to enroll at Blackclaw Academy, a school built on bloodlines, brutality, and unforgiving rules..... she agrees. For him, not for herself.
She expected whispers. Glares. Even cruelty.
What she didn’t expect was Ronan Nightbane.

When Lila Grey was rejected under the moonlight, her world shattered. Her mate chose her sister. Her wolf went silent. She became a ghost in her own life.

Three years later, she’s rebuilt herself in Mystic Drops, running a nightclub, hiding from her past, pretending the rejection never broke her. But the night a stranger with silver eyes walks through her doors, everything changes.

Aiden Cross is the Alpha she was never supposed to see again. He doesn’t remember her. Doesn’t remember the bond that was supposed to bind them. Doesn’t remember anything before the Council’s experiments rewired his mind. But his wolf remembers. His body remembers. And the bond between them, shattered, dormant, impossible, begins to wake.

When Lila’s father emerges from the shadows with a plan decades in the making, she discovers the truth: she was never meant to be just a mate. She’s a Nexus, a wolf capable of bonding with entire packs simultaneously. She’s a weapon. She’s a key to power that could reshape the world.

And Her Father will burn everything to get her back.

Now Lila must choose: run again, or stand and fight the man who created her, the system designed to control her, and the terrifying power awakening in her own blood. Because the only way to survive the coming war is to accept what she’s always been afraid of becoming.

The most powerful wolf alive.

And the only one who can save them all.

I'm always determined to follow my dreams. My life is going better than expected and I'm even on the verge of success. Until it's not. Professor Sebastian radiates an irresistible heat of refined sophistication. With just one look into his ocean-blue eyes, everything I believe in comes crashing down. I try to keep my distance because we can't be more, but whenever I'm with him, gravity pulls me in deeper. I know it's a wrong and dangerous ride, but it feels so right that I want him so badly. Just one kiss, one touch, that's all it will take to cross the line.

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I fixed my gaze on his crimson red lips, dying to have a taste of them, my mind overwhelmed with lust as I watched water droplets drip from his sexy black locks of hair, down to his pale face. His wet shirt hugged his body in all the right places highlighting his abs and biceps.
Frustrated, I stood on my tiptoes and brought my lips to his, refusing to deny the feelings I harbored for Carlisle anymore. Just as our lips were about to crash, he placed his index finger on my lips.
"You shouldn't..." He said, killing the mood.
"But why?"
"You don't know what you're getting into with me Peyton, you don't know me or what I'm capable of." He turned to leave, but I followed, determined to get an answer.
"Then show me." I stood in front of him, too involved to back out now.

"Where do you think you're going?" A deep cold voice resounded behind her.

"Far away from you," Rachael snapped, turning around to face him but instantly bit her tongue when she saw the deadly glare and his handsome expressionless face.

"I just saved your life, you almost died," he pointed out like she was supposed to thank him. After everything he did to her, saving her was just not enough.

she shivered and wrapped her arms around her wet body, her clothes drenched while she tried to cover herself like it'd take the cold and loneliness away.

"Should I be thanking you?" she asked with a brow raised and she couldn't help but wonder where she got the courage from.

"What else should I do then for you to know how I feel?" he asked, his voice gradually rising for the first time.

"Nothing! why?! because I'll never forgive you. you killed my father and I hate you!" Rachael yelled, the cold giving her the courage and boldness she never had.

Derek stood there with a surprised look she never thought he could make. slowly his eyes turned dark and cold, his jaw clenched as he walked closer to her. She moved against the wall in fright as he neared her, his face just an itch away from hers as he clenched his fists.

"fuck!" he exclaimed unexpectedly, punching the wall behind her and it made her flinch back in shock and fear. He stared at her with his bloodshot eyes while he breathed heavily before he walked past her.

She quickly fell down on the cold ground and sat on her legs, unable to keep herself up. She wept bitterly, she just missed her dad so much but he was gone, he killed her father.

The sane can turn you insane.❞ Anger. That's all he feels but when a certain kind of light sheds on his life, resistance is the solution. She binds him in her chains and returns him from the anger to the light. She is his own personal angel. She plays the piano and he's on her heart keys over again. All rights reserved.

Phoebe Addison has dedicated her life to proving the existence of sirens.
She gets the opportunity of a lifetime when she's invited to participate in a research expedition to the South Pacific, but one stormy night, everything goes wrong, and her world changes forever.
She finds what - no who - she's been searching for, but little does she know, he's been looking for her, too.
Wake is nothing like she expected and everything she's been dreaming of. He's beautiful and dangerous, a predator from the deep… and he calls her his Mate.
Trapped and subjugated by the secretive Enigma Labs, Phoebe will need to learn to give herself over to Wake, to the power of the sea, if they're going to make it out alive.
But, if the do…will she be strong enough to survive her mate?


He repeats the first few strands of his song. The transponder’s response almost feels accusatory: Mate.
“Mate?” The word sends a jolt through me, and I feel my cheeks flush. “Is…is that what you think I am?”
Wake’s abyssian eyes search mine, and there’s a flicker of recognition that turns to hunger. He raises a webbed hand, and I tentatively reach out to meet him.
Our fingers touch, and I feel a strange, electric connection. It’s as if a current passes between us, a silent understanding that transcends words.
“Pho-ebe,” he growls.
I nod, fear and something more dangerous, something…hotter, making my throat dry. “Yes, Wake. Show me.”

When truth is deadlier than lies, can love survive?

Sixteen years of hidden life shattered in one blood-soaked dawn. Amelia watched her guardian die to save her, only to learn a devastating truth in his final breath—the man who raised her wasn't her father, but the killer of her real parents.

When the mysterious and dangerous Alpha Therian snatches her from death's grip, Amelia thinks she's found salvation. Instead, she enters another cage: sold to Alpha Therian, enslaved for three years.


Therian has secrets of his own. The ruthless Wolf King needs a mate to solidify his rule, and Amelia, the last heir of a lost Alpha bloodline, is his perfect choice. A fake engagement. A deadly bargain: she plays his fiancée, and he reveals the truth about her parents' murder.

But when hatred transforms into desire, when enemies become lovers, when shadows from the past threaten to destroy everything—can she trust the man who is both her salvation and possibly her greatest enemy?

He swore to ruin the daughter of the man who destroyed his family. He didn't expect her to taste like his biggest regret.

I keep telling myself I don’t belong to him.
That the way his gaze tracks my mouth means nothing, and the sudden, aching warmth in my heart when he enters a room is just leftover loneliness.

Nicholas didn't come into my life by accident. He entered my world like a slow burning wildfire, carrying a dark past and a grudge meant to destroy my family. To him, I’m just a target and a cruel reminder of the woman he lost three years ago, the ghost he couldn't save.

He should hate me. I should run from him.
But Nicholas doesn’t chase. He waits. He gives me just enough room to pretend I’m free, watching my composure fall apart piece by piece without lifting a single finger. That patience is far more dangerous than if he had backed me against the wall and taken what he wanted.

“You don’t have to stay,” he murmured, his breath brushing the shell of my ear, sending a shiver straight down my spine. “But we both know you will.”

I hated how right he was.

Now my skin craves the pressure of his hands. Every breath I take feels heavy with the threat of what happens if I break. I can’t pretend my body doesn't give in the second he steps close.

I call it a mistake… anything to pretend I still have a choice.

Because Nicholas never asked for my permission. He’s just letting me undo myself, perfectly content to claim what he already decided was his.

"She’s boring now. Dead eyes. No spark. I’m just pretending my memory is stuck at nineteen so I can punish my wife without her leaving me."
Standing in the shadows, I listened to my mafia husband confess his sick game to the doctor. By day, he played the devoted boy who once took a bullet for me, crying over my scars.
By night, he trapped me in pitch-black elevators, letting his men rip my clothes and take photos—all to make his mistress laugh.
He thought my trauma made me weak. He thought heavy sedatives would make me forget.
He didn't know I spat the pills out the moment he turned his back.
Valentino, you played me again.
But this time, I will never give you another chance. Not in this lifetime. Not ever.

"I'll marry Laura. She'll be my Luna... and you, Kyra, will be our breeder and concubine."
On the night Kyra is meant to find her fated mate, her life takes a brutal turn.
Instead of love, she is summoned by Draven, the most feared Alpha in the region. In front of everyone, he makes a decision that seals her fate.
Her twin sister Laura will be his Luna. And Kyra? She will belong to them as a breeder and concubine, a woman chosen not for love, but for the strength of her blood.
Taken to Draven's territory and trapped in a ruthless pack where power and bloodlines rule everything, Kyra quickly learns one thing: in Draven's world, women are not asked what they want.
They are given a role. And expected to obey.
Cold, powerful, and dangerously possessive, Draven treats her like property meant to serve his legacy. Yet the more he tries to control her, the more the tension between them grows—dark, forbidden, and impossible to ignore.
Because Kyra was never meant to be his.
But in a world ruled by Alphas...the most dangerous man may decide she is his anyway.

"They said you killed him.”
“I did.”
“And the girl who tried to save you?”
“She died too… because I didn’t stop playing.”

"And you died once. Didn’t that teach you something?”
“Yes. That some lives aren’t worth reliving.”

When Elara Vance, a world-class tennis prodigy, dies after a betrayal, she wakes up three years earlier before everything went wrong.

But this time, life wasn’t how she remembered. The orphanage had given up her adoption to someone else, and they seemed desperate to marry her off to the very man she once sworn to kill.

Filled with vengeance, Elara vows to reclaim her title, her pride, and destroy everyone who once watched her fall, anyone who stands in her way.

But her greatest obstacle isn’t her rivals, it's her heart. Because the man she despises most might not be who he seems, and the deeper she digs, the truth takes a dark turn.

My mate lost his memory and fell in love with another woman.

Alpha Killian Cross forgot our five-year bond after a rogue attack. Sandra, the Omega who saved him, became his new obsession. I fought to restore his memories—and succeeded.

But the day he remembered me was the day Sandra killed herself. Killian blamed me for her death and chose to hate me instead.

When rogues attacked our pack, he died taking a hit meant for me. His last words? "I wish you'd never made me remember. I wish you'd let me love her."

Now I'm back—reborn to the day I first found him with Sandra. This time, I won't fight for his memories. This time, I'll let him keep his happiness with her.

Even if it kills me all over again.

He's the small-town bad boy. She's the sheriff's daughter.
Forbidden from being together, driven by their misconceptions of one another these two aren't exactly happy when their paths cross, but what happens when those misconceptions fade and they get a glimpse of who the other really is?
Juniper McDaniels, better known as June, has lived her entire life, shunned from her peers due to her father's position as a Sheriff. No one wants to hangout with the girl whose father could throw them in jail.
At the first party she's allowed to attend before starting her summer prior to college, she saves a life. Not just anyone's life, but bad boy Jake Jacobson, better known as JJ, the guy her father tells her to stay away from.
Suddenly June's social life takes a turn, blossoming as she gets to know JJ's best friends, and eventually even the bad boy himself.
Can these two deny their attractions for one another or will they fall into the temptation of the forbidden fruit?

"I don't want to ever see your fucking face again, you morone." "You will have to come over here and keep me busy before I can stay far away from you."

I froze in horror, he was so fucking gorgeous, he made my clit twitch every single time he opened his mouth to say a word and I am aware that he is a bad boy, but why can't I stay far away from him? Why can't I follow my instincts? Why does being with him and having him in me feel so perfect?

Claire thought escaping him would be the end.
She was wrong. It was only the beginning.

After years of surviving Jonathan’s cruelty, Claire finally finds the courage to disappear. New city. New name. New life. But the past isn’t finished with her yet.

Someone is watching. Her every move. Her every moment. Silent. Unseen. Waiting.

As Claire begins to piece herself back together, disturbing signs appear—familiar shadows, untraceable calls, and the gnawing sense that someone is always a step behind. But it’s not just Jonathan she needs to fear. There are others hiding in plain sight. People she once trusted.

And someone is about to make her pay—for love, for betrayal, and for choices she never knew she made.

Who's Watching Who is a gripping psychological thriller filled with chilling twists, buried secrets, and a race to find the truth before it finds her.

"Blondie..." Judah trailed as if he was thinking real hard about something. "I'm giving you an out," he said finally.

"A what?"

"You don't need to do this with me. This whole... practice kissing thing, too. I think we’ve done enough. This game is getting too out of hand. You should just back out now, while you can. Because this isn't gonna end well for you,"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the hell are you talking about?" I scoffed and my voice was seriously high-pitched.

"I told you, you girls always have to attach emotions to everything. I can already feel it coming. So I'm telling you, you better run now or you're gonna end up falling for me, fast and hard," he said.

I snorted a real loud laugh instantly. It was a reflex of some sort.

"Judah, are you high or something?” I paused to gauge his reaction, but he remained serious. “Look, I can assure you, you don't have to worry about that. I'm not even attracted to you in the slightest," my laughter was maniacal and somewhat insulting.

“Oh really?” he asked.

“Yes, really,” I said reassuringly. “I have my feelings in check. So if there’s anyone that’s going to fall, that person won’t be me,”

Judah crossed his arms and let out an irritated laugh. Clearly, he took my words as a challenge as he raised an eyebrow and his lips twitched into a smirk. He stepped off his bike and moved closer to me. I stepped back in response, hitting the red brick wall behind me. My laughter died down instantly as he put both arms next to my face so that I was completely trapped between him and the wall.

"Alright Blondie, if that's how you wanna play it," he said lowly. "Game on,"

I looked up to see his dark amber eyes boring into mine, a predatory glint in his eyes. I suddenly felt weak and helpless, as if I was a little rabbit about to be swallowed whole by a lion. I gulped instinctively as he leaned closer to me.

"Tell your heart I'm gonna steal it," he murmured to my ears.

Warning: 21+

Lucien was killed by Victor, his ex boss from Casino who wanted to snatch the wife he loved, his body covered in blood buried underground. He died carrying a huge grudge. Just before the angel took him to heaven, Lucien met Lucifer and exchanged his soul so that he could come back to life, not a human, but a werewolf.

Thinking that his wife betrayed him by living with Victor, Lucien meets Sephie, a fox demon who offers him to join "The Hunters", a mysterious cult created by the demi-demon that Lucifer resurrected with the same goal of revenge.

Everyone on campus has a theory about Lila Monroe. The whispers started freshman year and they never stopped. They call her cheap. Desperate. Available for the right price.

They are not entirely wrong.

What no one knows is why.

Lila Monroe does not arrive at Westfield Elite on a scholarship or a trust fund. She arrives on survival instinct and a secret she cannot afford to let anyone discover: she earns her tuition by selling her time to wealthy students who want company, a date to an event, or someone to pretend they matter to. It is not what anyone would choose. But it is keeping her enrolled. And staying is the only plan she has left.

Ryder Kane has never needed a plan. Everything at Westfield bends around him. The son of the man who controls the school board, he is untouchable by design. Until one night he overhears something he was never supposed to hear.

Now he has a proposal. She has a price. And neither of them has any idea what they are actually getting themselves into.

I, Seren Ashwyn, was Alpha Caius's obedient fiancée--until my sister ran away on the night of his Luna coronation.
He locked silver chains around my limbs, wrapped his hand around my throat, and roared before the entire pack:
"I, Caius Blackstone, reject you as my mate!"
For two years, he whispered like a curse: "You will never escape me, Seren."
But at his grand enthronement, the wolf inside me--silent for twenty years--finally woke.
Not for Caius. For him.
Alpha Thorne Calderis. The ruthless Mad King watching from the VIP gallery.
In one breathless moment, Thorne flipped his table, tore through Caius's guards, and dragged me into his burning arms.
His fangs sank into my neck, branding me with his mark. He looked straight at Caius and growled:
"She is mine. Who dares touch her?"
I watched Caius's eyes turn red with jealousy and regret. Then Thorne carried me away.
But freedom is a lie.
Thorne didn't take me out of love--he took me as a punishment for a betrayal I didn't commit. Will it already be too late to claim the Luna he destroyed?

Allison was a good girl and straight-A student. To avoid being harassed, she put on a pair of thick glasses to hide her gorgeous face.
On her first day of school, she got lost and went to the wrong classroom. Instead of being greeted by a teacher, she ran into a guy and a girl engaging in intimate behavior.
The guy turned around from the girl he had pressed against the wall. Oh, he was Chase, the most attractive guy at Ashtonville High.
Allison apologized and fled away, which left a deep impression on Chase. After school, Chase trapped Allison in between Allison's locker and his chest.
"You know, you look a lot like my next girlfriend," Chase smirked, waiting for Allison's submission.
Unexpectedly, Allison replied, "And you look exactly like the guy I'll reject in 2 seconds."
"Trust me, the good girl always falls for the bad boy," Chase swore he would win Allison over...

"Hey everyone, I know you all saw the picture of Victoria and me on the school's page
but that's just a picture, my real girl is right over there," he said and pointed at me
as everyone including the guy videoed Jones.
Jones walked to me, "And to prove she's my real girlfriend
I would kiss her right in front of everyone," he said before I could do anything
Jones grabbed me and kissed me as everyone except Victoria and her girls cheered us.
After the kiss, Jones walked to the guy videoing us and collected his phone,
then he posted the video on the school's social page.


Angie is an ordinary good girl, currently in her final year of high school. She enjoys spending time with her friends and cherishes her life, but she has never experienced the sweet taste of love. That is until a new student named Jones joins their class. Jones is a tall, charming boy with striking grey hair that catches the attention of nearly every girl.

Angie also finds herself drawn to Jones - it's the first time she's ever felt this way about someone. Love truly works wonders, especially when it's reciprocated by the one you adore. Together, Angie and Jones share some incredibly tender moments that make their hearts flutter. However, love can be a double-edged sword that brings pain and heartbreak along with its sweetness.

Classic high school romance ensues as they navigate through feelings of love, hate, jealousy and anger - all emotions that are common during this phase of life.

Join Angie on her journey through senior year as she experiences all these emotions firsthand!

Lydia Moore is a spoiled momma's girl who lives in her perfect little bubble, blissfully unaware of the dangers lurking just around the corner...That until one day when she accidentally meets badboy/tattoo artist Julian Hale, who also happens to be her secret admirer and the one to change her life forever...

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"Why did you invite me into your home, Lydia? Aren't you afraid of me? Didn't you say that you were going to file a restraining order against me?"

She only blinked a few times in utter bewilderment, clearly taken aback by his words as she slowly turned around to face him.

"I-I was just...H-he was drunk and I know he can become a very difficult person to deal with when drunk," She rushed to explain as she dared look up into his oddly captivating eyes.

"Didn't seem like it to me," He tilted his head, his gaze becoming more and more intense with each passing second as it roamed all over her slowly heating up face, lowering to take a look at the state of her dressing.

"I-I...My mom would've killed me if she ever would've found out that he was here," She stammered, struggling to keep herself in check.

"Yeah, but you're alone with me now. You're alone and defenceless, and you invited me into your home. There are a thousand things I could do to you right now and no one would be able to save you from me," He so calmly said as he took a step even closer, their bodies being so close to touching with each ragged breath, her limbs already starting to shake at the sound of that.

"You're too brilliant, Lyra. It makes me sick. I had to ruin MIT for you, just so you'd never leave me."

I died in a puddle of my own blood on a rainy night, watching the boy I’d known for eighteen years walk away with Alice, the varsity cheerleader. No ambulance. Just taillights disappearing into the dark.

But instead of fading to black, I blink and find myself staring at my Common App dashboard. Three hours left until submission closes.

The MIT Aerospace Engineering major I bled for is gone, secretly replaced by some trash-tier community college. This time, I don’t scream or throw a fit. I just fix the application and hit save.

Keep that garbage school, Will. Let's see if they still accept you from behind bars.

Everyone at Harlow University knows Callum Voss. The starting point guard, the dean's favorite headache, the boy whose smile has cleared more disciplinary hearings than any lawyer on retainer. He is the kind of person the campus bends around without being asked.

Nobody knows Wren Aldae. That is entirely on purpose.

Wren has spent two years building a life at Harlow that no one can touch: one close friend, zero social media, a journalism scholarship that pays tuition, and a rule about never writing stories that could blow back on her personally.

Then Callum Voss appears at her desk with a proposition. Someone has started a bet pool about his love life and the resulting media circus is one week away from costing him his athletic standing. He needs it to stop. She needs a front-page story before the scholarship committee meets. A fake relationship with a visible timeline and a clean public ending would solve both problems.

Wren knows better than to say yes. She says yes anyway.

Neither of them accounts for the fact that proximity is its own kind of problem.

Married to Damien Blackwood for two years, Vera Sinclair has become the most notorious trophy wife in the city. As the legitimate Mrs. Blackwood, she can only watch helplessly as her family's business crumbles, her father faces criminal charges, and no one dares to offer assistance.

Damien looked at her with cold indifference: "Vera, if I don't say a word, do you think there is anyone in this town who would dare to help you?"

Everyone watches her crash into walls everywhere she turns, bloodied and broken, her eyes growing colder with each rejection. When her heart began to freeze after experiencing all of this, fate gave her a way out of the darkness.

At their first meeting, she lights a cigarette for him with steady hands. At their parties, he asks with a knowing smile, "Tell me, Miss Sinclair, how much are you planning to spend on me?"

Caspian Vale—a distinguished heir, cold and noble, who has never made a single mistake. Everyone in the city speaks his name with admiration and respect.

That morning, when Vera leaves Caspian's hotel and gets photographed by the paparazzi, the entire city erupts in scandal. The city's untouchable golden boy has actually taken his rival's wife!

Everyone says Vera is skilled at seducing powerful men, but Caspian's response silences them all with just four words— "I made the first move."

Under the city lights, in the embrace of falling snow, from the very beginning, it was he who took the initiative.

Kelley Alexander gets kicked to the curb from his cushy, billionaire lifestyle at seventeen. Unlikely friendships are forged and a bond for life is created when he teams up with Mason James and Lee Munroe as he shifts from Private School to Public School with his once friends now as his enemies. Family secrets are unraveled and Kelley organizes his new family in a mafia style setting with them as the good guys. Arranged marriages, betrayal, secret pregnancies and rejection features in this novel with the good guys sometimes having to do bad things. The biggest threat usually comes from those you least expect it and Kelley's boundaries will know no bounds.

Loving your best friend is not for the weak... But neither is falling for the bad boy.


Paris's life has never been the same since a 13-year-old blackmailed her into friendship with a doughnut four years ago. Colton and Paris have been best friends ever since. But when her feelings develop into something more—something deeper than their casual bickering, she confesses her love to him and is left broken when he dismisses her advances.

Just as her world seems to be taking a toll for the worst, Paris finds herself falling into the arms of a certain mystery boy, Fabian Smith. He didn't just save her from what could’ve been a hell of a concussion that night, he also saved her heart.

Thrown into a whirlwind of emotions, Paris learns to navigate the clash of their worlds, while trying to understand her best friend's sudden jolts of interest. But despite her former dream of having Colton see her as more than a friend, she can't deny the new-found attraction that she has towards Fabian. Things are going to get too messy, too soon.

And she doesn't know if she's ready for it.

The day after Lucian was titled Duke, he locked down the estate to find the woman who climbed into his bed.
In my first life, I claimed the honor. He grabbed my hand and sneered, "That woman has a scar."
I froze to death in the ice cellar.
In my second life, Martha slashed her own hand and stepped forward. He ripped her collar open. "She has a cross tattoo on her chest. Do you?"
His hounds tore her throat out in the snow.
Now we're in our third life. The Duke just issued a three-day ultimatum, dead certain that the woman is hiding in the Duchess's wing.
Martha and I stared at each other. We're the only two maids serving the Duchess.