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I don't dance because I love it. I dance because I'm a debt collector for my own soul.
My sister hasn't walked in twelve months. That's my fault. I was the one behind the wheel, and I was the one who walked away without a scratch while Lumi lost the use of her legs. Now I spend my days mopping the floors of the elite Vance Academy, watching rich kids complain about their stress while I calculate the cost of my sister's next surgery. I smell like bleach and old sneakers. I dance in dark alleys until my toes bleed, because it is the only time I don't feel like I'm suffocating.
Then Coach Elias sees me. He calls it an opportunity. I call it a paycheck.
If I can survive one semester and win the Winter Gala prize money, I can get Lumi the surgery she needs. But the Academy's golden boy, Caspian Thorne, wants me gone before I ruin something he has never had to work for in his life. He thinks I'm a joke. The girl who learned to pirouette on cracked concrete, playing dress-up in his world.
He's right that I don't belong here. He's wrong about everything else.
I don't know how to play by their rules. I don't know how to smile through the silk ribbons and the trust funds and the inherited grace. But I know how to survive. And in a world where everything shines because I’m the one scrubbing it clean, I’m ready to leave a permanent stain. If I have to break every heart in this building to save my sister, I will. Starting with his.

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When you find out, he was the man you were arranged to be with, he was the villain you've always heard about and ran from. And worst of all, you realise you've been deceived since you set your eyes on him.

Elysian, an heiress flees her powerful vampire clan from an arranged marriage, vanishing into a human city to pose as an ordinary student.

But beneath her flawless façade lurks a predator who punishes bullies and sinners without mercy. Students vanish and rumors spread and whispers of death follow her every step.

Her secret? She’s a vampire. And the one person who might expose or destroy her is the school’s mysterious hit teacher… who she was so obsessed with and who just happens to be her fated mate.

Her dirtiest secret? she kills anyone who goes near her mate.

This is a reverse harem romance that brings the heat and the happily-ever-after...in one sitting!
She's supposed to be untouchable. Forbidden. The delicious sweetness we're not allowed to crave and a scandal waiting to happen.

Yet, we refuse to go another semester without her in out arms. Another year not knowing the taste of her lips.

Jemma is the beautiful raven-haired temptation from my senior lecture with the captivating green eyes and curves made of sin. She stirs a raw need in us to find out everything about her. To shower her with the beauties of the world just to see her face light up with joy.

We're the kind of men who have nearly everything we want, yet there's one thing missing in our lives. Someone with the softest lips and sweetest heart to warm our souls and bed.

The world would say what we want with my young student is wrong, that men like us can't have a woman like her.

But they're wrong.
Because Jemma promises she wants every inch of what we have to give her.
She's afraid of breaking the rules, but we'll show her how good it feels to finally fall for her filthy professors.

Mia is a stunning mermaid blessed with the extraordinary power of telepathy — she can communicate with mermaids, humans, animals, and even plants. Her gift is often used to heal and bring comfort to those around her. But everything changes when she is unexpectedly kidnapped alongside her sister, Seila, by the sinister Syrens — terrifying half-fish, half-bird monsters and sworn enemies of the mermaid kind. These deadly creatures thrive on consuming the hearts of men, and now they have set their sights on Mia, who is no ordinary mermaid.

Pregnant with the child of Lucas, a powerful and wealthy Alpha CEO, Mia’s unborn baby is destined to be the most formidable being in both the human and mermaid worlds. As the Syrens close in to capture her and claim her unborn heir, Lucas will stop at nothing to protect Mia and his future child — risking everything in a daring battle against the dark forces that threaten to tear their worlds apart.

Will love and courage be enough to save Mia and her unborn child from the deadly claws of the Syrens? Or will darkness prevail in this epic fight for survival and destiny?

There's nothing crazier than me destroying my own life by dating a crazy man until I ended up pregnant with his damn child. Oh, my child is not wrong, but I started to hate my child when my boyfriend said, "Just abort it!"
In deep hurt and anger, I found myself despairing of life.
I went to see a friend named Damian to get an abortion pill, but through Damian, I found a reason to keep my life and this baby.
When I decided to start a new life, my damn boyfriend Dylan suddenly came back wanting to marry me and take responsibility for this baby.
The planned wedding was canceled because we discovered Dylan's true identity as a mafia member; clearly, my family wouldn't accept that. Another shocking fact I received was that behind Dylan's return, there was an intention to bring down my father.
A fight between my father and Dylan occurred, leading to my father's death, and Dylan still wanted our wedding to happen. And on our wedding day, I gave everyone a big surprise.
"Wow, a black dress. Are you cursing your own wedding?" Dylan stared at me, shocked and angry, in front of all the invited guests.
"Black is a symbol of mourning. And my father just died at the hands of his son-in-law."
Since then, I've spent my days as Dylan's wife and thot about how to get revenge.

“Ah, there you are, quiet and wanton, just the way I like you.” He groaned in pleasure, wrapping his large hand around my throat as he curved his fingers in me. My knees buckled, and I tried to hold on to my rage, but there was nothing but heat, spreading under my skin like wildfire. Vincent consumed me with every touch.
He brought his mouth down on my neck, and I gave him my throat willingly. Use me. Feed from me. Fuck me.
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She is supposed to marry the enemy, but instead, a monster claims her as his.
Princess Freya Everstorm has spent her life locked away, wolfless and unwanted. On her wedding day to Carden Hawthorn, her only chance at freedom is ripped away when they are attacked by Vincent, the mythical King from a kingdom which shouldn’t exist. Instead of killing her, he takes her as his.
Now, she is trapped in a Kingdom of outcasts and bound to the man who murdered her parents. He is supposed to be her captor. She is his enemy. They should hate each other, and they do, but soon, something forbidden spills through the cracks. She will keep trying to escape no matter what, but he will never let her go.
A plague is destroying his people. Assassins move in the shadows. Carden is coming for his vengeance. War is looming, and yet, they cannot stay away from each other. This forbidden attraction is proving to be … far more dangerous than the war, and she might not survive it.
A dark fantasy romance filled with morally grey anti-heroes, forced proximity, enemies-to-lovers slow burn, and a consuming, possessive and destructive love story about a man who would rather burn the world before he lets her go.

Celia Hale married Kent Grant because two families decided their futures over a dinner table before she was old enough to object. She spent four years being the perfect wife — brilliant, composed, invisible in all the ways that mattered — while her husband built his empire on her family's patents and her silence.

She is done being silent.

The divorce is coming. She has chosen the moment with the precision of someone who spent four years learning exactly where to press. She is going to wait until Kent's IPO reaches its peak, until the cameras are on and the champagne is poured and he is standing at the absolute height of everything she helped him build —

And then she is going to hand him the papers.

But first, she needs somewhere to think. Somewhere he will never look for her.

The fifty-sixth floor of Apex Tower is not what she expected. The rent is one dollar a month. The view is unreasonable. And the landlord is a man she has never heard of — quiet, precise, always in black, always in white gloves, and always, somehow, already in the room before she notices him.

She does not know who he is yet.

She will.

Because the moment she moves into that apartment, things begin to shift in ways she cannot explain. She notices him before she means to. She listens for him in the hallway without deciding to. She catches herself wondering what he thinks of things she has never needed anyone's opinion on before.

And her husband, who has never once looked nervous in four years of marriage, starts watching her the way people watch things they are about to lose.

She tells herself this is what winning looks like.

She is not wrong.

But she is not prepared for what happens when the man on the fifty-sixth floor looks at her the way her husband never did — like she is the only thing in the room worth his attention, and he has all the time in the world to prove it.

She came here to finish what she started.

She is going to fall in love with him instead.

Detective Iris Hale has spent twelve years building an impeccable reputation—logical, relentless, untouchable. In a city where most cases involve infidelity and insurance fraud, she's the department's rising star, poised for promotion to Homicide Chief. Then the "Reaper Murders" shatter her carefully constructed world.
Seventeen bodies in three months. Each victim carved with an elegant "R" mark post-mortem, their faces frozen in expressions of euphoric terror. No DNA. No witnesses. No pattern—except the killer's obsession with perfection. The city spirals into paranoia, and the department hands Iris an ultimatum: catch the Reaper or watch her career burn.
But when Iris discovers a mark identical to the victims' carved into her own childhood diary—dated fifteen years ago—the investigation becomes horrifyingly personal. Someone has been watching her since she was seventeen. Someone who knows the darkest secret she's buried: the night she accidentally killed her abusive stepfather and made it look like suicide.
Enter Dr. Ronan Ashford, the enigmatic forensic psychologist assigned to her task force. Brilliant, unsettling, and possessing an uncanny ability to predict the killer's next move, Ronan becomes Iris's only anchor in the chaos. He sees past her professional armor to the guilt she's weaponized into ambition. Their intellectual chemistry ignites into something dangerous, something neither can afford—especially when Iris begins noticing that Ronan's theoretical profiles feel less like deduction and more like confession.
As bodies pile up and the Reaper's messages grow intimate—notes addressing her by childhood nickname, crime scenes staged at locations from her past—Iris faces an impossible truth: the killer isn't just obsessed with her. He's been crafting her into his masterpiece for over a decade. Every case she's solved, every criminal she's caught, every moral compromise she's made—all calculated steps in his grand design.

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Seventeen-year-old Zelyne has mastered survival through silence and submission. As the Beta's daughter with a dormant wolf, she's treated worse than the household slaves, enduring daily humiliation while clinging to dreams of true love and freedom. But when her father arranges her marriage to Dominic Thorne—the notoriously cruel future Alpha of Moon Fire Pack—to advance his political ambitions, Zelyne's world shatters.

Her desperate escape fails when her best friend betrays her, leading to a forced wedding that binds her to a cold, brutal husband. Yet in her darkest hour, she finds an unexpected light: Kael, Dominic's younger brother, whose kindness awakens feelings she's never known. As their forbidden attraction deepens into true love, Zelyne discovers they're destined mates—a bond that could destroy them both.

But fate has darker plans. Luna Aliya, Dominic's mother, practices forbidden magic and has orchestrated everything for one purpose: Zelyne is the prophesied Silver Wolf, the most powerful werewolf in existence. Aliya murdered Zelyne's real mother and suppressed her powers to control her destiny.

When devastating truths emerge—including a blood connection that voids her marriage—Zelyne must embrace her true nature and fight for her freedom. In a world where power corrupts and love is forbidden, can she break the curses binding her and claim the mate her soul recognizes?

I was born the Vampire King’s daughter and became the kingdom’s greatest young athlete, until my stepsister stole my power and framed me for attacking her. My father believed her and banished me from the kingdom. Then I met the Werewolf Prince everyone had forgotten, a prince cast aside because his own power never awakened. We were both supposed to stay powerless, but together, something changed. Now our powers are returning, our enemies are getting nervous, and we are ready to take back everything they stole from us.

She planned to give her virginity to her boyfriend.
Instead, she gave it to his best friend.
In the darkness, one mistake changes everything.
Now bound by a secret they swore to bury, Veda and Winslow must pretend nothing happened…
But some nights refuse to be forgotten.
And some feelings? Impossible to ignore.

They hired the wrong secretary.
Ragnar came to destroy the Wolfe Pack from within, seducing the twin alphas, turning them to kill each other, and burning the empire that slaughtered his family.
But Xander is control, and Damon is fire. Every night they claim him is a weapon against his own revenge. Every touch makes the lie harder to keep.
Now his body holds their heir, and the past is clawing free. Will Ragnar choose blood, or the two alphas who refuse to let him leave?

After the crash, everyone told Mara Ellis to be grateful her husband survived.

Evan Vale came home breathing, walking, smiling when people told him to smile. But the man in her kitchen no longer cared about the tiny rules that had once held his brilliant mind together: the blue mug facing east, the dry workbench, the exact order of every file name. His stepmother called it healing. His half brother called it a second chance.

Mara called it a warning.

When Evan's family moves to take his company, his money, and his legal voice, Mara discovers the real Evan saw the attack coming. He left her a trail hidden inside the ordinary life they built together. To save what remains of him, she will have to stop begging people to believe her and become the one person his enemies forgot to fear.

When Dorian Falco’s stepsister and secret lover was found brutally violated in a slum alleyway, the Mafia Don lost his fucking mind.
And he blamed me.
He dragged me into the manor's dungeon, throwing me to a dozen of his most depraved enforcers.
"Whatever Camilla suffered, you'll pay back a thousand times over."
I collapsed on the freezing floor, sobbing as I desperately clutched his pant leg. "I love you! I would never hurt her! Please, Dorian, believe me!"
Dorian only offered his cruelest sneer.
"Jealous that she gets the real thing? Fine. I'll make you filthier than she ever was."
He locked me in that blood-stained cell for seven days and nights.
His thugs, given carte blanche by the Don, whipped me with chains and violated me without restraint. I screamed Dorian's name in the darkness until my throat shredded.
Seven days later, Dorian returned with a recovering Camilla.
He stood outside the heavy iron door, his voice dripping with mock generosity.
"Crawl out here, Saoirse. Get on your knees, kiss Camilla's shoes, and maybe—just maybe—I'll let you live."
Silence. No answer.
Because three days ago, I had already died in that cell.

The smell of blood. A nauseating mixture of rust and formaldehyde, so thick it made me want to gag.
My fingernails dug deep into my flesh, my lungs heaving like a worn-out bellows. The second hand on the clock mounted on the wall ticked forward.
"Tick."
The time was 9:50 p.m.
I lowered my head and stared at my perfectly intact hands. No broken finger bones from Chad stomping on them. No ruined wrists from Victoria's box cutter. I breathed in the icy air as my heart hammered against my ribs.
I had been reborn. Back to the night of death at St. Jude's Academy—the night they called the “Freshman Initiation.”
In my previous life, I had died at exactly midnight, my last breath swallowed by their hysterical laughter.
Two hours and ten minutes remained until midnight.
This time, I would make sure they wished for death and couldn't even have that.

To save my mother's life and pay for her experimental cancer treatment, I had to take a night shift at an exclusive private club.
That night, Elias Sinclair had been drugged. He grabbed my wrist, his eyes wild and burning, and whispered, 'Don't go.
Two months later, a constant, sickening wave of nausea confirmed my worst fear: I was pregnant.
The Sinclair family didn’t waste any time. Within days, a contract was shoved in my face. The house and millions of dollars would be mine, but the child would belong to them. The price? I could never see my baby again.
I signed the paper, took the money, and fled the country, thinking our paths would never cross again.
Five years later, I returned to Koren City, wanting nothing more than to quietly care for my ailing mother.
But the one man I swore to avoid blocked my path, smelling of whiskey and dark intent.
"Are you avoiding me, June?"

Seamus O'Sullivan, Don of the Irish Mafia, forged a custom gold crest ring to find the woman he’d met at that ball.

He decreed that whoever could wear it would become his bride.

We had all died trying to claim it.

I had already watched my stepsister starve herself to the bone to wear it, only to take a bullet to the head on her wedding night.

I'd seen my stepmother hack off her own finger to force it on, earning herself cement shoes at the bottom of the Atlantic.

By my third life, they pushed me out, and I slipped the ring on easily. I really thought I was his bride. But on our wedding night, when the Don kissed my inner thigh, he snapped—and smothered me with a pillow.

He forced it over my face. I thrashed and clawed, but he pinned me down.

"Why isn't it her?!" he roared through the feathers. "Where is she?!"

Now, I was awake again. The fourth lifetime.

"Grace, your trashy mom ruined Jessica's dress. Bitch deserved to die!"

Blake stepped on the bloody corpse, shoving me down to grovel at Jessica's feet.

The bastard forgot already? My mom sold our Texas ranch to make him rich! But once he hit it big, he let his secretary Jessica beat her to death like she was some street bum.

I looked at the body wearing that emerald ring, trying to tell him the truth, but he backhanded me hard.

Then the asshole ordered her thrown in the septic tank just to kiss up to Jessica.

I wiped blood from my mouth and laughed.

Idiot had no clue—that wasn't even my mother.

When the apocalypse struck, my brother Leo didn't hesitate to choose the offshore sanctuary.
In our past life, faced with a choice between a powerful inland warlord commanding a massive army and a leader clinging to a solitary island, Leo snatched up the first option.
But when a zombie horde overran the mainland and defenses collapsed, he fled to my island for refuge.
Jealous of how well I was surviving the end of the world, he and our parents knocked me unconscious in the dead of night and threw me into the ocean to drown.
Now that I've been reborn, Leo immediately took our parents to the maritime base, leaving the "dangerous" mainland to me.
He thinks the ocean is a natural barrier that guarantees his safety, that he can sit back and relax while the world burns.
But there's one thing he doesn't know.
Zombies aren't just static, mindless walking dead—they evolve.
And when they do, that offshore sanctuary will become a floating hell with no way out.

My name is Nora Monroe. Thirty-two weeks pregnant, ready to pop anytime.
This morning, my husband Everett left town, leaving me and my cat, Piper, alone at home.
Deep into the night, a strange woman called. Her voice was gentle, apologetic—she said my cat Piper had somehow wandered downstairs. She was severely allergic to cat dander and couldn't bring her up to me. I grabbed my coat, ready to head down, when the baby suddenly gave me a vicious kick. The pain sent me collapsing back onto the sofa, unable to move.
The woman on the phone urged me over and over. I looked up, my eyes falling on the corner of the living room.
Piper was sitting right there, staring unblinkingly at me...

It's supposed to be our last class trip before graduation. The bus loses control on a mountain road and goes over the edge.

I think we're all going to die.

When I open my eyes again, I'm sitting in a classroom that looks like it's been rotting for decades.

A system alert blares through my skull:

【Welcome to Ravenwood High. Unnameable creatures roam the campus. Survive 7 days. Uncover the truth behind the campus Boss's death. Every player who dies adds $800,000 to the prize pool. Make it out, and the money is yours.】

Everyone loses it. Screaming, crying, total chaos. The first thing Brett does is shove me toward the door to check the hallway. Because of course he does. I'm the class punching bag. The girl nobody would miss.

Everyone assumes I'll be the first to die.

What nobody sees is the smile pulling at the corner of my mouth as I stand at that door, staring at whatever is writhing in the shadows of the hallway.

In the delivery room, my husband Ronan fumed that having a male doctor was a disgrace. My mother-in-law Coralie griped about the hospital bill. His sister Ophelia clung to his arm, pinching her nose and mocking the smell of the room.
In my previous life, today was the day the doctor ordered an extra blood test due to my in-laws' history of blood disorders. Two Type-O parents had somehow produced a Type-B daughter.
Coralie pointed at my nose, calling me a whore. Ophelia fueled the fire, sneering, "Just admit it, Sabine." Ronan slapped me off the delivery bed, demanding the name of my "lover."
I died having no way to prove my innocence, losing both my life and my daughter, Sorrel.
It wasn't until moments before my death, when I pushed open the master bedroom door, that I finally understood: the two people tangled naked in my marital bed were my husband and his own sister.
I opened my eyes. I was back to the morning after giving birth to my daughter.

My brother was jealous after I won a $50 million lottery jackpot, so he tricked me into believing an extreme ice-age apocalypse was coming.
Because I trusted him, I spent every last dollar my parents and I had—fortifying the house and stockpiling supplies.
Two weeks later, he told me that there was no coming apocalypse. It had all been a lie.
Just when I was drowning in despair, hail started falling in the middle of summer.
The deep freeze apocalypse had really begun.

Clarissa was ready to propose to Sebastian-for the eighteenth time.
Six years of devotion, humiliation, and blind hope. She thought persistence would earn her love.
Until she overheard him say, "I never loved her. She was just a tool-to get back at Aria."
The next day, she walked into the marriage registration center-and married Elian, Sebastian's powerful business rival.
Everyone thought she was being reckless...
But Elian didn't.
He simply looked at her and said, "I've waited six years for you."
In a marriage that began with pain, Clarissa finds herself shielded, cherished, and quietly healed-only to realize Elian had been loving her from the shadows all along.

The legendary general Victor was sentenced to death, and everyone thought he had already been buried in the grave.
Until a phone call came through ,
"Dad, help!... They took Mom away."

It had only been seventeen minutes since my wife passed away. My daughter was sobbing on the phone.

"Dad, they're trying to drive me out."

I stared at the medical report in the doctor's hand.

The first natural antibody carrier.Toxin levels in the blood: zero.

The same poison that killed my wife, that killed my six-year-old son…had left me completely unharmed.

The doctor lowered his voice."Mr. Miller, you have to stay. They're sending people to pick you up."

I let out a cold laugh.

"My daughter is trapped in the basement storage room right now. Is anyone here going to help her?"

Silence fell over everyone.

I grabbed the glass water cup from the bedside table.

"Five years ago, they handed me a disciplinary penalty and fired me from the rescue team. Everyone said I was good for nothing."

The cup smashed against the floor.

I picked up the longest shard of broken glass.

"Today, I'll show you all how a useless man saves lives."

Knowing I had severe claustrophobia, my stepfamily locked me in the basement just to make my stepsister smile.
"Evan, please! I can't breathe!" I pounded on the door until my nails bled.
But instead of saving me, my boyfriend of five years simply scoffed from the other side. "Aurora, drop the act. Daphne just wanted your room."
For fifteen years, I gave them everything, only to be treated like a parasite when the "true daughter" returned. They stole my home, my design, and finally, locked me in a burning attic. When the flames consumed me, would they finally be happy?

!! Mature content 18+ !!

“You think I’m going to let my daughter sleep with whoever she wants” he spat. He kicked me in the ribs, sending me flying back across the floor.
“I didn’t” I coughed, gasping for air.
I felt as though my chest had caved in. I thought I was about to vomit when Hank grabbed my hair and lifted my head. CRACK. It was like my eye had exploded inside my skull when he punched me in the face. I landed on the cold concrete and pressed my face onto the floor. He used his foot to roll me over so that I was on my back.
“Look at you, you disgusting c**t” he huffed as he crouched down beside me and wiped the hair from my face. He smiled, a terrifying evil smile.
“I have something extra special for you tonight” he whispered.

Hidden in the dark forest, on Cape Breton Island, lives a small community of Weres. For generations they remained hidden from the humans and maintained a peaceful existence. That is until one small woman joins their pack and throws their world upside down.
Gunner the future Alpha, serving as a knight in shining armour saves the young woman from certain death. Bringing with her a mysterious past and possibilities that many had long since forgotten, Zelena is the light they didn’t know they needed.
With new hope, comes new dangers. A clan of hunters want back what they believe the pack has stolen from them, Zelena.
With her new powers, new friends and new family, they all fight to protect their homeland and the gift that the Moon Goddess has bestowed upon them, the Triple Goddess.

Adea isn’t interested in dating or finding her Goddess-chosen mate. She’s determined to ignore the nightmares that plague her sleep, keep her job at Half Moon pack, and live a peaceful life. When her best friend, Mavy begs her to go with her to Desert Moon to find her mate, she can’t say no.What does Adea do when she’s the one to find her mate at the Crescent Moon Ball? Will she be able to figure out what her nightmares are trying to warn her about? When she pieces it all together can she change her fate?

!! Mature content 18+ !! Contains violence, physical emotional, and sexual abuse, rape, sex, and death. TRIGGER WARNING This book contains sexual assault and/or violence that may be triggering to survivors.

I touch my necklace. Nothing is known about my biological parents. I only have this necklace as an heirloom. The pendant is shaped into a crescent moon with a star on the tip where a diamond lays in the center. Engraved on it is some writing I can't read. Just like my pendant, I also have a crescent-shaped birthmark with a star on my hip. My mom said it might go away in time like most birthmarks do. Mine seems to have become more prominent over the years. I sometimes imagine it sparkles.

The wind picks up suddenly, swirling around me and I smell it. The scent of fresh cut grass and wood shavings. Two of my favorite things.

"Do you smell that, my child? Follow it," says a woman's voice.

I sat there thinking against it. The first time I heard voices, I freaked out my mom. She wanted me to see a psychiatrist because hearing voices isn't a good sign. I explained they were guiding me to do things. My mom said, "Ok, but before you do whatever these voices tell you to do, sit down and think before you do. AND, if it becomes too much to handle, tell me so we can go see an expert." So far, whatever I hear, hasn't gotten me into trouble. So why not follow that scent? As the wind picks up again, I jump off the fence and follow the scent.

What will Hope find? Is she ready to learn the truth?

Sequel to The Wolf Prince: His Terrified Mate
-Warning Sexual Content-
Isabelle is the firstborn daughter of Prince Kaiden. Her dream is to follow in her father’s footsteps. However, she can't compete with her littermates. To make matters worse, she can't find her soulmate. It seems everything's pointing her to do something she's never done before: to leave the pack. But can she handle who she finds? Can she tame a wolf of the wilds?
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He now looked at me with a gaze I couldn’t read, but I felt like I was being hunted. “Little princess, you are in heat.” He said with a soft growl. Heat? No wolf I had ever met had one.
“That’s impossible… that’s something the humans made up.” I said, backing away a bit. I felt the wetness from my core drip down my leg, and the smell of arousal was unmistakable. He snarled a rumble, putting the deerskin on the log slowly. He sauntered over to me with a confident, dominant gate. He looked like the Alpha he was. Powerful. Determined…assertive. It had me in a trance. His muscles flexed with every movement, and his eyes were focused on my breasts. They pebbled. I should have looked away. I should have covered my shameful body reactions, barely covered by my thin dress, but I didn’t.
“If it was impossible, I wouldn’t want you this bad, my little wildflower.” He said putting his finger under my chin, tilting my head up. He was so close now that I could feel his body heat in the cold of the morning dew, but there was no chill in the air anymore.

Adrik and I took over one of the couches on the plane. We hadn’t slept very much the night before, but neither one of us could fully take the blame. I think I woke him up just as many times as he woke me up.

Only now we were both nervous for me to meet Adrik’s father. He was nervous because his father could be a very gruff man and he was worried he would say something that would offend me. I was worried that his father would find some reason to not like me. We were both acting like children worrying over nothing, but neither one of us could stop.


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.

"Please don't eat me," she begged. The voice was that if angels. Miniature and meek, quiet as one of the wisps that like to toy with my braided hair. My heart almost stopped hearing her cry.

Calling Tazak back over at the base of the trunk, dirty fingers touched the outside of the rotting tree. Half of a porcelain face peeked out. The saltiness I smelled was that of her dried tears stuck to her face. The dirt had been washed away in small trails where her tears were left in its wake. An amethyst eye looked me up and down, no doubt disturbed by my appearance.

Creed: An Exiled Dragon, known for his ruthless fighting and disturbing appearance. The dragon elders deemed him unworthy of a mate, the Moon Goddess would never grant one that was concieved of ra.pe.

Odessa: A lonely woman who lost her father to cancer, her estranged mother finds her hours after her father's death. She whisks her away to a fantasy world to repay her debt to the Duke of Vamparia. She is now a mere blood bag, but one night fate was on her side. Odessa escaped the vampire kingdom only to be found by a beast who takes her under his wings.

Fall in love with this steamy opposites attract rocker romance. The bad boy of rock meets the good girl of country and sparks fly!

The Rockin' Country is created by Laramie Briscoe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Scarlet's been on the run for seven years, moving from town to town in an attempt to hide from the family she loved - who are still trying to kill her. But when she moves into the town of Kiwina, everything changes. She meets a Pack and her mom's number one rule, don't make friends, is tested. She's finding it hard to deal with the charismatic flirt and son of the Azure Pack's Alpha - unsure if she can really trust him. New information about her old life comes to light and nothing will ever be the same.

"I won't kiss you." His voice was cold.
Right, it's just a business deal...
But his touches were warm and...tempting
"A virgin?" he suddenly stared at me...


Emma Wells, a college girl who's about to graduate. She was abused and tortured by her stepmother Jane and stepsister Anna. The only hope in her life was her prince-like boyfriend Matthew David, who promised to make her the happiest woman around the world.
However, her world was completely crashed down when her stepmother took $50000 as the betrothal gift from an old man and agreed to marry her off. Even worse, she found her dear boyfriend cheated with her roommate Vivian Stone.
Walking on the street under the pouring rain, she was desperate and hopeless...
Clenching her fists, she decided. If she was doomed to be sold out, then she'll be her own seller.
Rushed into the street and stopping in front of a luxurious car, she just wondered how much her virginity would worth...


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A small smirk crept up on Adrian's face and a very dirty image ran through my mind, making my face burn.

Oh Goddess....

If it had been just me alone, I might have just let my fingers slip between my thighs. It was like a porn movie was going through my head. I didn't know about Aiden and Logan but Adrian could surely smell my arousal from where he was.

I wanted him to fucking stop this invasion of my thoughts; I didn't want him to toy with my mind like this anymore.

Adrian's naked image in my brain smirked at me and said, "You can't stop this, Celeste. Not until everyone in this fucking room gets it into their head that you are mine."


Moon Winters, a simple woman leading a simple life among humans, is suddenly thrust into a world full of Werewolves, Vampires and Witches. Her entire life turns out to be a lie and she realises that she is far from being a human. With only her two inner voices and her gut feeling to guide her, she has to find out a way to survive...

And make a choice between her two mates - the dangerously seductive, Alpha King Adrian Wolfe and Vampire Kingdom's hot and charming-as-hell, Second In-command Aiden Vamp. While Adrian Wolfe is already married to his pregnant wife, Aiden has other secrets to hide.

Will she find out in time? Or will it be too late for her?

WARNING- VERY VERY MATURE!!
CONTAINS KINKY & SEXUAL THEMES + BDSM
He was very angry. He was looking at me like he wants to either rape me or punch my face.

"I can expla- "

He cuts me off.

"You have been very very bad kitty. You have no idea what I've been through."

His grip on my neck tighten suffocating my food pipe.

"Strip."

The word brought me out of the electric shock. "Wha- "

"I’m counting till 3 if you didn't, I'll tear your clothes off - 1."

Is this really happening.

"2."

I thought he was gay.

"3."

Emara, 21 years old human who disguised herself as a man to get a job in a Multinational company.

But little she did know...

The boss is smoking hot.
He is not human.
She is his mate.
.
What will happen when the Big Bad Wolf will meet his Mate?
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How will he react knowing his mate is a Guy not a Girl?
.
What will happen when the truth will flood out? Who will drown? Who will swim?

SEQUEL INCLUDED IN THE BOOK!

Aurelia Henley has been trained by her Father to take over his title as Alpha since she was younger, even though that is completely unheard of. All of that comes crashing down around her though, after it's revealed on her 18th Birthday that he's just been letting her think that. Instead he's turned her into a weapon, and the most powerful Luna shifters have ever known... all in the name of a political alliance.

When an old friend appears unexpectedly, and they turn out to be mates - Alliances will be strained, hidden enemies will step from the shadows, friends will be united and torn apart and the battles are only getting larger.

Will they be able to stop history from repeating itself again?

AUTHOR NOTES: Thanks for joining me here! This story has now changed it's name from "All is not fair, in Love and War" to "The Luna Warrior" and has now been signed exclusively to Anystories! Eeeek! This story will be also updated with a MINIMUM of a chapter per day until it's completion! I also have two other stories on the go called "Sold to the Mafia" and "Predator" that you can click through to my profile to read now!

While in school, Hillary Futon was dared by her friends to kiss her childhood crush, Nathan Trent. He’s the cutest boy in school and it’s rumored that he is the only heir of the Trents group of companies.
She kept shying away from it because everyone knows how much Nathan hates to be with a woman. But on their graduation day, she decided to just take the challenge and do it just for fun…
She never knew that her life is going to change after that one kiss. She never knew that her presence would melt the ice around Nathans's heart.

Hi there.

Have you ever heard of the San Francisco Boys?

No? That’s surprising.

They’re kind of hard to miss — masks, billions of followers on YouTube, death-defying stunts that make your heart stop mid-beat. Reckless. Untouchable. Addictive to watch.

Yeah … those guys.

BUT … these stories ain’t really about them.
Not exactly.

They’re about the girls who get pulled into their chaos … and survive. About what happens when one of those boys stops being a legend… and becomes your worst mistake.

How do I know?

Because I’m one of those girls.

Melaena Angélica Blackburn.

A girl who fell for a San Francisco boy.

Damion Grimm.
All-time playboy.
Professional pain in my ass.
Double world champion.
Thrill chaser with a death wish and a god complex.

He lives by the rules — HIS rules.
Ride hard.
Screw fast.
Feel nothing.

That’s how he keeps his demons on a leash.

He doesn’t do blondes.
He doesn’t do promises.
And he sure as hell doesn’t do me — his best friend’s little sister.

He shattered me first.

And I’ve hated him ever since … or maybe I just needed a reason to.

Because hate … it can feel a lot like something else when it burns hot enough.

But … the Blackburn name is cursed.
My psycho grandfather?
Yeah. Even death didn’t shut him up.

Old enemies crawl back. Secrets crack open. Monsters rise.

And I learn real fast that evil doesn’t always look like a monster. Sometimes it wears a familiar face.

Control slips. Lines blur. Fate? She’s a cruel bitch.

But I’m not the girl who breaks. I’m the one who burns.

And if I want love … I’m going to have to break every damn rule to get it.

"Baby..." Kane whispered in a deep husky voice. Trixie slowly lifted her head to look up at him. Kane was already moving his face closer to hers, he stopped right where his lips were barely grazing hers. He looked into her eyes and leaned in more and gently pressed his lips to Trixies. Her lips were so soft and so damn plump. He was a bit shocked when she immediately kissed him back, he thought she would hesitate a little but she didn't. She wanted this just as much as he did.

Rumors have it that the Eternal King was ruthless, showed no mercy and despised all creatures that weren't his own kind. For his ten thousand years of life he has only been spotted on Earth once, saving his brothers life, then never to be seen again. That was until he felt his mate being born..
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For the past 18 years, King Kane has been trying to unify his kingdom with King Gabriel.. the king of all werewolves, lycans, witches, vampires and all other supernatural beings. Rumors went around about the the two kingdoms becoming one. Werewolves and Demons did not get along at all but all of Kanes faithful and loyal members of his kingdom, followed him blindly and never once questioned his decisions. As for the members of Gabriels kingdom.. some were very upset..
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Only Gabriel, his second in command, Balthazar and third in command, Kol knew why Kane was suddenly wanting to unify the kingdoms. He's been waiting his entire life for his mate and will have nothing stand in the way of them being together.
**
Can Kane succeed in unifying the kingdoms, all the while keeping his mate safe?

!! There are sexual scenes in this book so if if you can't handle the heat, don't read. !!
Copyright © 2024

"I wonder how it would feel to fuck a hybrid." Liam whispered now leaning into her neck. "-don't tell me you're a virgin. A sexy little thing like you?"

Xavier moved her hands up to his throat and chuckled. "Don't hide it, that beast within you. I want you to unleash it onto me. I want you... to dominate me... and my body."

Sebastian placed a cold and soft hand against the side of her cheek before placing his lips on her." Now, if you keep on being a good girl, then I will continue rewarding you, understand?"

Demetri placed his delicate fingers underneath my chin, making me look into his gentle blue eyes. "Perhaps this is sudden but, mate, could I perhaps make it up to you with a kiss?"


A brutal game of slaughter, no, a macabre massacre- this was what Phoenix Ackerman, daughter of the great Alpha Denzell, faced the moment she revealed that she was not only a hybrid, but the last vampire royal in existence. Now, she has no choice but to fight for the one thing owed to her, the one thing that could finally end the centuries-old feud between vampires and werewolves alike. The throne to the Vampire Kingdom. To attain the throne, however, Phoenix must compete against a number of pureblood vampire nobles in the deadliest game ever created in vampire history- the Game of Successio.

But the Game of Successio is not the only cruel game Phoenix will need to face, as she finds herself in the middle of the world’s greatest love battle between the four men entrusted in keeping her safe and away from the history-altering truth of her real identity: Sebastian Dragović, Liam Howard, Xavier Chase and Demetri Forbes. It is a battle a millennium in the making, and aside from the Game of Successio, it is one of the greatest challenges Phoenix is yet to face. They say the winner takes it all, but there are no winners in the games Phoenix must play.

She trembled from excitement and her hands clawed at him to do something about the feelings he was prompting in her.

Alex kissed the tip of her head before pulling her shirt off as gently as he could to not cause her fright or alarm, her hands moved to shield her body from his eyes.

"Shh, " He urged to her ear, "I won't hurt you, let me love you."


When he dropped, a black wolf lay in place of the human in the fog, it was as black as midnight with sleek fur that shone in the dark, the scar on the man's face was exactly as the one on the wolf's, its eyes were the sleekest of black with a touch of gold that lit as per his feelings. His paw slapped unto the ground in a strong yet firm move.


His memory was back, and he was Alexander de Luca the second. The Alpha of the strongest, most respected pack with the most powerful council of leaders. His pack. The De Luca Pack, where honor comes first.


"I am half human and half wolf. A werewolf and marking you means we're connected in every way that matters. I can feel it in me that you're not a mere human too but I can't find a wolf in you, I'll break this mystery of yours my Belle."


A shivering ten year old Isabelle Kane Knight, the sole heir and future Queen of the Bane Pack bore the grand weight and protection of her Pack.

Born a human with Fae blood coursing through her veins, Isabelle lost her werewolf mother and human father at the tender age of 4 to a brief illness that swiped through her Pack and left as briskly as it came.

For her security and that of the Pack as well as their whole future, Isabelle was made to disappear from the face of the earth but not before her Grandfather, Christopher Knight, the former Alpha of the Bane Pack handed her the secret that would revive her Pack's great name. At birth she was betrothed to the Alpha of the most powerful and strongest Pack, Alexander De Luca of the De Luca Pack which was the Bane Pack's closest ally pack.

None heard of the slender, slim boned beauty until several years later.

Now, ten years after her disappearance, Isabelle comes across a bloodied man with solid masculinity left for the dead in her territory where none has ever breached. The stranger awakens and ignites a passion unlike any other in the deepest part of her soul, the most exciting part was how the feeling was felt in him a thousand times greater than in her. A stranger whose memories of his past eluded him wholly.

What happens if the true and actual betrothal edict gets ignored and unfulfilled? What will be of the Packs involved?

Isabella Addison

An aspiring woman with a kind heart and firm determination, stumbles upon the Billionaire only to find herself lost in his world of darkness and loneliness. With the contract restricting her heart from falling for him,she emerges as the sun in his gloom and dusky life.

Julien Louis Fernando

The heartthrob Billionaire who desires nothing more than what he has. Fame , Money , Power and women all under his fingers. When the news of naming the company as his brother's is broken to him , he desires nothing but a heir. A heir to be his stepping stone to takeover the Company.


"I will leave my imprint on both your soul and your little body by the end of our contract,Bella"

He breaths into my ears while making my back touch the wall behind us. His blue-orbs meet mine with such intensity as if looking through my soul,making a mockery of me for giving in to the Billionaire's Contract..but at the same time soft as if hold a precious possession.

"From today You are mine Bella" he smirked, placing a kiss on my collarbone before claiming my trembling lips.