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"I never force women to my bed," he said sternly with a smirk on his lips. His eyes moved all over my half-naked body. It shivered under his dark gaze. His golden orbs drink my nakedness without any shame in them. My heart started to beat fast as soon as he said the next words with such arrogance. 
"They climb on it on their own and one day you will too." I burned in anger. I hated the arrogance in his voice. 
I hate him. 


Hera never in her wildest dream thought she had to leave her little brother behind in a village that hated her most to be the bride of the last Dragon. She was beyond scared to take the step but villagers left her no choice. 
Achilles had sworn to never take a bride of his own. Mortals perish and he will be left with only memories. He doesn't want to go through the same pain. But the gods looking down on him have different plans. Their fate was sealed even before they took birth. 
He thought she was a curse but she was his biggest blessing.

I was captured by the one man I should fear most.

Commander Ruel is the Alpha King’s deadliest weapon. A war-forged Alpha feared by armies and obeyed by thousands. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable.

The moment his hand touches mine, everything changes.

He says I'm his prisoner, yet he keeps me chained beside his bed every night.

He says he doesn't want me, yet his wolf growls whenever another man gets too close.

Every day he fights the mate bond.

Every night he comes back to me anyway.

The man who shows mercy to no one becomes terrifyingly protective when it comes to me.

What neither of us expected is the truth hidden in my blood.

He was raised to destroy my kind.

I might be the last of them.

Now a kingdom wants me dead, a traitor wants his throne, and the only man capable of protecting me is the Alpha whose touch feels dangerously like home.

But if Ruel discovers what I truly am, he may become the one thing I can never survive.

When a mysterious billionaire, Julian Cross, approaches widow Iris Hartwell with a proposition—he knows who killed her husband, and his price is her hand in marriage, she sees a path to justice she never had. She agrees, fully intending to manipulate him into confession while uncovering the truth herself.
But in the sprawling Manhattan penthouse they now share, every clue she unearths points to Julian as the culprit. Security feeds, financial records, testimony from her late husband's associate, the evidence builds a suffocating wall between them. As Iris descends into paranoia, certain he orchestrated her husband's death, Julian grows distant and watchful.
Then her husband calls.
He's alive. Alive and hiding in a safe house outside the city, orchestrated disappearance under way. And Julian wasn't trying to expose the murderer, he was running his own investigation into whether Iris herself had ordered the hit. As both cover stories collapse, Iris and Julian face the wreckage of their deception: two people who married for leverage, both hunting the same ghost, neither able to trust what they've been told.
The real killer still walks free. And they may have just married them.

For centuries, shifters have lived on the brink of extinction. Only male wolves remain after the human massacre that claimed their women and children. Isolated, they awaited the inevitable end... until, on a night marked by the full moon, a feminine voice echoes in the dreams of one of the warriors, awakening a forgotten thread of hope.

Cassie always believed she was just an ordinary human. Between shifts as a waitress and long hours of study, she fought for a better life. But everything changes when mysterious men surround her and reveal an impossible truth: she is the moon's chosen one, destined to save an entire species.

Now, torn between fear of the unknown and the strength of a bond that calls her beyond reason, Cassie must decide whether to accept her role as the Last Luna, the only one capable of rekindling the wolves' future... or to run, even knowing that to deny the call could mean the end of all.

No one remembers who owned Locker 313. At Blackwood Academy, students pretend it doesn’t exist. But when scholarship student Aria Vale is forced to use the abandoned locker, she finds an old voice recording exposing a classmate’s darkest secret… and predicting their murder. The prediction comes true. As more recordings appear, each revealing another victim before they die, Aria is pulled into a decades-old conspiracy powerful enough to destroy the academy. Then the next recording begins with two chilling words: “Hello, Aria.”

Hollow Crest was supposed to die.
The mines were running dry. The furnaces were failing. Half the population wanted to flee before Deep Winter arrived.
Then Mayor Edric Hale collapsed in his chambers...
...and Marcus Vale woke up in his body.
Armed with the memories of a modern engineer and trapped inside a dying frontier settlement surrounded by snow, political corruption, and starving citizens, Marcus quickly realizes something terrifying:
Hollow Crest's collapse was never natural.
The town's ancient foundations are failing. Trade between the northern settlements is breaking apart. And beneath the mountain, something long buried is beginning to wake.
Now Marcus must rebuild Hollow Crest before winter destroys it completely.
One problem.
The council wants him gone.
The neighboring towns are waiting to seize the mines.
And the mechanic accused of causing the furnace explosion may be the only person who knows what is really happening beneath the mountain.

“You are to marry the king, Rinoa.” Those words from my father changed my life.

Cillian was my world — the reason my sun set and the flowers bloomed. But our twisted fate was cruel and unfair.

On the verge of his death, I asked the Gods to trade places with him, to let me die in his stead.
I’m cursed to meet Cillian in every lifetime. In the last one, if he doesn’t remember me, I’ll turn into foam — fading away, forgotten, gone.

In my final life, he was my boss — arrogant, ruthless, and cold. But this time, I’m no longer the woman he once deserved.
I plan to live my life away from the chains of our forgotten love.
But fate is never kind. He needs me more than ever.

Should I risk it all again just to call him mine?
Should I set myself on fire only to feel his warmth?

Time was never my ally.
And I stand at the edge — torn between loving him again or finally being free.

Can our love endure the viciousness of history and time?
I have to choose… even if it means losing it all, or finally letting him go.

Melisa returns to her hometown of Greenville and reunites with her childhood friend, Jack Louis.

Jack is one of the most terrifying legends whose life story has become an urban legend in the Appalachian Mountains region. He was the sole survivor of a tragic massacre perpetrated by his uncle that killed his aunt and his two cousins.

Melisa falls in love with Jack who is quiet, cold, mysterious and expressionless. In order to try to get Jack's attention and love, she is willing to take terrible risks that could threaten her life due to the terrible power that Jack Louis has.

Chloe wasted ten years loving arrogant Zane. To win a Porsche bet, he publicly humiliated her, taking her devotion for granted. Finally awake, she cut him off and rebuilt herself as a brilliant top-university elite.
After losing her, Zane drowned in regret, begging desperately for her forgiveness. But it was too late. Chloe met the wealthy, gentle genius Liam, who healed all her wounds. Zane gambled with her heart—and lost her forever.

My husband is sleeping with my own sister. Cliché, right? I drove to Black Pine Lake to catch them, but stumbled into a brilliantly twisted murder trap instead. Now, the cops think I am a jealous, psychotic killer. Declan believes he dug the perfect grave for me. But did he?

My husband, Marco, in his bid for the position of Don, was forced to marry the young widow of the previous Don, Claudia.
Every night, after returning from Claudia’s place, he would hold me and swear, "You’re the only woman I love, Elena. Claudia has the connections I need. Once I have real power and secure my position, I’ll make you my wife in name and in public."
But as I waited for him to rise to power, what started as a political act turned into nights where he simply never came home.
Then, on Christmas, I was dragged to their engagement party—where I was beaten in front of everyone.
Our six-year-old daughter, Sophia, knelt on the floor, crying and begging him, "Godfather, please, let my mommy go..."
But Marco stayed silent.
"It’s okay," I whispered, picking up my wounded daughter. "Mommy’s going to take you somewhere that truly belongs to us."
What Marco never knew was this: I never cared about being the Donna of this small city.
I am the only heir of the Rossi family—the most powerful Mafia family in all of Sicily.

"Is this your way of seducing me?" Clifton looked at the woman before him, wearing only a thin nightgown, her perfect curves exposed to his eyes.
"I admit, I'm attracted to you." Clifton suddenly lowered his head, his thin lips biting down on my collarbone, his fingers trailing down from my full chest, slipping between my thighs.
I was pinned down on the bed by Miranda, feeling the pleasure he brought to my body.
"Be good and let me in." Clifton thrust into me forcefully.
After suffering betrayal from her ex-husband and cousin, Miranda married the disfigured and disabled Clifton as his contract wife to cover her company's losses.
But an accident led Miranda to discover that Clifton was neither disfigured nor disabled—he was actually the underground king who controlled the entire city.
Miranda became afraid and prepared to leave this terrifying man, but Clifton kept dragging her back: "The contract is void. I want not only your body, but also your heart."
This time, will she truly fall in love with this dangerous man?

My fiancée hates me.

She thinks I'm a criminal.

A man who spent three years behind bars.

A mistake her family forced upon her.

But every day, she tells me about another man.

A hero.

A legend.

A ghost from her past.

The man who once saved her life.

The man she still loves.

The funny thing?

That man is me.

I could tell her the truth.

I could reveal who I really am.

But after everything I've lost, I'm no longer sure I want her love.

Not until she learns to see the man standing in front of her.

Not the legend she built in her dreams.

I hated Kane Ravenwood before I ever spoke to him.

The ruthless captain of the Ravens Hockey Team ruined my brother’s career and turned our family into campus gossip. Everyone worships him like a king, but I know the monster beneath the crown.

Arrogant. Violent. Untouchable.

So when he suddenly asks me to fake date him to save his reputation after a scandal, I should’ve said no.

Instead, I made a deal with the devil.

Now he’s everywhere.
Touching me. Watching me. Controlling who talks to me.
Calling me like he already owns me.

The worst part?

The fake relationship doesn’t feel fake anymore.

Because behind his cruel smirk and bloodstained knuckles is a broken boy hiding dangerous secrets… secrets that somehow pull me closer instead of pushing me away.

But Kane has enemies.
And when his obsession with me turns violent, I realize something terrifying:

I’m no longer pretending to be the hockey captain’s girlfriend.

I’ve become his weakness.

And he’ll destroy anyone who tries to take me away.

My throat tightens until it fucking burns. Jax’s face flashes right behind my eyelids.

Keep her safe, Reid. Watch out for her. Don't touch her.

The promise I’d made him felt like a heavy iron chain wrapping around my throat, choking the life out of me. I had sworn on everything I cared about that I wouldn't cross this line.

She was off-limits. She was his little sister.

"I'm right outside, Chlo. I'm not going anywhere," I promised. "I’ll sit right by the door. Just let me up."

"You always push me away," she whispered, and a single, fresh tear leaked from the corner of her eye, tracking slowly down into her hair. "You look at me like you want me, and then you treat me like I'm a mistake. It hurts so fucking bad, Reid. It hurts worse than the stalker. It hurts worse than anything."

Something inside my chest didn't just crack…it completely shattered. The tight, agonizing restraint I’d been holding onto for weeks snapped like a brittle twig.

Seeing her cry because of me, seeing her believe for even a second that she wasn't wanted, absolutely demolished my sanity.

"You think I don't want you?" I growled, the filter completely dropping from my voice. My elbows bent, dropping my weight until my chest was brushing hers, my face inches from her lips. "I am going out of my fucking mind every second I look at you. I lie awake in the next room listening to you breathe, wanting to tear down the wall between us. It's killing me, Chloe."

Her breath hitched, her fingers digging desperately into the skin of my shoulders. "Then stop fighting it. Please. Just... love me tonight. I need to feel safe. I need to feel you."

And just like that... To hell with the promise. To hell with Jax. To hell with the consequences tomorrow. Right now, the only thing that existed in the entire universe was the girl underneath me.

I leaned down and slammed my mouth against hers.


Reid Vance's best friend trusted him with his little sister. That was his first mistake.

Chloe Dupont is a reality TV star, a walking scandal, and the one girl Reid has hated since high school.

She's also his best friend's sister.

When Jax leaves the country and begs Reid to let Chloe stay in his apartment, Reid agrees for one reason only—He owes him.

Reid has two rules: Don't kill her and don't fuck her.

Well, he breaks both.

One drunken night turns into a secret neither of them can stop.
Chloe gets under his skin, into his head, and eventually, into his bed.

But Chloe comes with paparazzi, scandals, and more drama than Reid needs while he's fighting to protect his position as hockey captain and secure his future in the NHL.

Then Chloe's private photos are leaked, and a huge payment suddenly appears in Reid's bank account.

And the evidence makes him look like the villain who sold his best friend's sister for money.

Now Chloe hates him. His best friend wants to kill him. And his hockey career is hanging by a thread.

The video of Anthony, Janet’s fiancé, having sex with another woman was played again and again during her wedding. While Anthony who had betrayed Janet continued to talk sweetly to her as if nothing had happened. She ran away from the wedding because she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with such a scum.
She went to the bar to get drunk. Wanting to have a one-night stand with prostitute for , she accidentally went to the wrong room.
After waking up, she left the only five dollars in her pocket and sneaked away...

It was five years later when she showed up in her hometown again. She brought her lovely son back there, ready to start a new life.
When she joined in the new company, she unexpectedly provoked her sexy CEO!


After taking a shower, Javier wore a white bathrobe, exposing his sexy, muscular chest.
What an alluring picture of a beautiful boy coming out of the bath!
"You are bewitching."He looked at Janet, his voice was extremely seductive.
She did have a good impression of her boss, after all, no one can refuse a young and charming CEO.
At that moment, she was really flustered...

My beast companions are in the middle of my medicinal soak when a soft, dramatic little "ow" drifts in from outside.

Vex, my wolfkin companion, drops my leg. Brom, the bearkin, jerks his hand and a fortune's worth of elixir spills into the water.

They crash through the floor-to-ceiling window and bolt outside without a single glance back — all for some ordinary girl.

I'm still staring at the broken glass when a stream of glowing blue text pops up out of nowhere.

[The main character Ivy literally fake-tripped in the garden and these two idiots jumped out a window for her!]
[Honestly, the original side character Lillia had it so rough. Backstabbed by her own companions, dies a miserable death, and they end up in Ivy's entourage…]
[And she never even figures out what's happening. Just suffers through the whole thing without a clue.]

I read through all of it, and one thought slowly rises: seriously?

If my companions won't behave, just get new ones. Simple.

I go straight to my mom, and before I've even finished talking, she's already pulling me toward the door.

"Any beast that turns on its master isn't worth keeping. Come on, baby — let's go pick you out some new ones. Mom's paying, so make it the most expensive ones they've got."

Following Aunt Helen’s sudden death and the exhausting funeral arrangements, strange things began happening at home.
A lingering warmth on an empty sofa. Faint footsteps echoing in the hallway late at night.
I couldn't shake the creeping certainty that a third person was hiding in the house with my husband and me.
My husband brushed it off, insisting it was nothing more than grief and severe insomnia playing tricks on my mind, and told me not to overthink it.
Then, one morning, he walked through the front door, briefcase in hand, his eyes heavy from an obvious all-nighter. "The institute's data was a total disaster," he explained with a tired sigh. "I was stuck at the lab all night."
I froze, completely at a loss.
"But you came home last night," I stared at him, my voice trembling. "We were in bed, making love for half the night."
He frowned, looking at me with the cold, clinical detachment of a doctor examining a patient. "Maeve, I didn't set foot in this house last night. You need to stop imagining things..."

She healed his nightmares. She didn't know he was already her patient.

After one reckless night, Lucy Lowe flees her boss Ethan Reid's bedroom at dawn—having crossed every professional line, using the clinical psychology skills she swore never to touch again to pull him back from a violent PTSD flashback. Shame and reason tell her: this was the one mistake that must end here.

Until that midnight hour.

When she logs into an encrypted platform as "Dr. Whisper," her anonymous therapist persona, her world collapses. On the other side of the screen is "Ranger"—the veteran she has treated for eight months, sharing his trauma and loneliness. His syntax, his breathing, the scars she once traced in the dark—all of it points to one man: Ethan Reid.

Now he stands before her, offering a mad solution: marriage. Not for love, but for survival. A contract to silence office gossip, to contain an unplanned pregnancy, to shield her from the storm of his world. Lucy signs with her secret intact, moves into his mansion, wears his ring, and pretends this is only a transaction.

But as the Milan Fashion Week spotlights rise, as her ex Quinn closes in with "evidence" about her mother's case, and as Dr. Chapman—the psychologist who falsified testimony—finally appears before her… Lucy must choose before everything crumbles: keep hiding behind the mask, or risk it all—including the heart she has not yet dared to name—to reclaim her truth?

“I’m sorry Quinn, but I; Jeovanni Lum rejects you; Quinn Felon as my mate. You’re no longer Luna of this pack, nor are you my fated mate. Accept my rejection.”

His words awakened the pain within Quinn, and she fell to her knees, crying out when it became too much to bear…she didn’t want to, but if she didn’t accept his rejection, she’d die.

“I…I Quinn Felon a-accepts your rejection…I am no longer Luna, nor am I your fated mate.”

It was hard to say the words because these words were never ones she thought she’d ever have to say…
~
Quinn Felon was at the very pique of happiness when her life started to crumble apart. Her mate whom she had spent three long and blissful years with suddenly didn’t seem to love her anymore.

He became distant and cold, and soon Quinn found the reason behind his change…it was because he was courting her sister…her sweet and innocent omega sister; Delilah.

She had predicted that he’d choose Delilah, but what she hadn’t foretold was being rejected and banished in front of the whole pack in the middle of her mate’s and her sister’s mating ceremony.

"Today was supposed to be our day! Our wedding day but here you are, sleeping with my best friend, Jasper!!" I yelled tearfully, swallowing down the burn of acid in my throat.
"Take you this long to find out, how ridiculous?" Brielle says, sitting upright, and clutching the bedsheet to hide her naked body. But I can see the glimmer of pleasure in her eyes, the way she is happy seeing me in pain.
"How long?" I can feel Leah struggling to be let out, so as to bounce on that shitty friend in front of us.
"We are even planning on telling you today and besides, Brielle here is pregnant with my first heir." 
"W… what?!" I stared at them in stunned silence, the pain in my stomach long forgotten.


After Jasper's betrayal and rejection, Nina vowed to separate her pack from his and leave, determined to heal on her own. Things were progressing smoothly until she crossed paths with Ryder, the blue-eyed Lycan Prince, complicating her life further.
Unbothered by the ongoing wedding of Jasper and Brielle, Ryder boldly claimed Nina as his mate.
For Nina, the timing couldn't be worse. A union between a Lycan and a werewolf was unheard of, and reclaiming her pack from Jasper was her top priority. Yet, the mate bond was impossible to ignore, she couldn't resist the captivating Lycan Prince before her. Not to mention he offered Nina a sense of safety she had never experienced before.
Just as Nina struggled with whether to accept Ryder, reality delivered a cruel blow- Ryder's family had already arranged for him to marry Elara, a bride who matched his royal status...

Seven years ago, Macedonia Stallone fled her marriage after her ex-husband, the current Alpha King of the Sowinski Kingdom, Azarius Kingston de Carteret, divorced her.

Despite her attempts to leave the past behind, Macedonia still grapples with guilt over the pain she inflicted on Azarius. Despite her efforts to evade him, Azarius eventually tracks her down, determined to hold her accountable for her actions.

As their prolonged game of hide-and-seek nears its climax, Macedonia fears that Azarius may have uncovered her most closely guarded secret: their daughter, Amaryllis. Is she prepared for the wrath he might unleash upon her?

Sienna Alexander's mate didn't just betray her. He stood there and let it happen.
On her coronation night, Lucas broke their bond and claimed her stepsister in front of the entire pack, too proud to see what his own mother-in-law was doing behind him.
While the crowd was still cheering, Morrigan carved Sienna's power out of her body, vein by vein, and planted it inside her own daughter's womb like something she'd been owed for years.
Then they left the body behind. Nobody checks if a corpse is still breathing. They should have.
Half-dead in the woods, Sienna feels her wolf clawing to break free, and every instinct in her screams to let it happen. But the Moon Goddess's law is older than her pain: an omega who shifts before her power settles doesn't survive it. Shifting means dying.
She shifts anyway.
A rival Alpha finds her collapsed at the tree line before the goddess can collect what she's owed. His name is Damien, and he has no idea he just pulled the Millennium Wolf out of the dirt.
Call the dead, owe the dead.
Lucas and Morrigan are about to learn what that means.

Mari is running away from her abusive boyfriend when she runs into Stefan. Stefan, a werewolf king, has mistaken her for his destined mate, and before she can correct him, he bites and mates with her. Mari is happy enough with her newfound life as the werewolf king’s mate, but will her happiness last when his fated mate, who happens to be her long-lost twin sister, shows up?

“W—we shouldn’t be doing this…”
I tried to whisper the lie, but Dominic was already on me, his mouth on my throat, hands claiming my body like he paid for the right to ruin me.
His fingers slid deep and stars danced at the back of my eyes. Dominic chuckles against my skin, “That’s Daddy’s good girl,”
and every boundary I ever believed in shattered.
No contract. No marriage vow. No lie I told could stop what happened next.


Lily thought it would be simple: marry her best friend’s husband under a false name, save her family, and uncover why her friend vanished without a trace.
But the moment she sees Dominic at the altar—dangerous, possessive and devastating—everything collapses.
Because Lily is hiding the one truth that could burn her new life to the ground:
Dominic is her daughter’s real father…
and her best friend’s missing husband.
Now she must survive a marriage built on secrets with a man who won’t stop until he owns every part of her.

Love was never part of Isabella Fisher’s plan.
At nineteen, she believed in books, coffee, and quiet routines not passion, not heartbreak, and definitely not men who looked like trouble.
But one reckless night in a crowded club changes everything.
She meets Lorenzo, an enigmatic Italian stranger with danger written in his eyes and sin in his smile. A night of heat and temptation ends as quickly as it began, leaving her with nothing but a memory she can’t shake.
Isabella’s world turns upside down when her mother announces her engagement to a wealthy businessman Giovanni Moretti. He’s charming, powerful… and hiding something. When Isabella meets his son at dinner, her heart stops.
Lorenzo.
The man she swore she’d never see again.
The man who now calls her stepsister.
As Isabella becomes entangled in the Moretti family’s dark world of secrets, power, and betrayal, she realizes the mark on Giovanni’s skin isn’t just a tattoo — it’s the symbol of a dangerous mafia empire. And Lorenzo? He’s caught in it just as deep.
Torn between her mother’s happiness and the forbidden pull of a man she should never want, Isabella fights the truth until love turns into war, and loyalty demands a price she never imagined paying.
Because in the world of the Morettis, nothing is safe, not family, not love, and definitely not hearts.

A vicious-looking hit man, six foot three, was hunting me down.

I hid in a storage room at the mall.

With just a door between us, I suddenly heard what he was thinking.

[Damn it! Where did that rich girl in the white dress and the flat-brimmed hat go?]

[I need to finish this job. I've got a date with my girl!]

[Three whole years before she'd agree to meet me. I have to make this count. I have to make a good impression!]

[Nora. My Nora Blake. My baby. Hehehe.]

I froze.

Nora Blake... That was me.

My breathing was still uneven when Robert’s phone lit up on the nightstand.
One new message.

"Robert, there’s thunder. I’m scared." —Sarah.

The words cut through me like ice water.

Robert. My mate. The Alpha of the Ashborn Pack. The man everyone praises as the perfect future king.

And me? I’m his Luna. Supposedly the rightful queen at his side.

But no matter the circumstance, no matter the weight of his responsibilities, the first person he thinks of is never me. It’s always her.

At the banquet, when the elders forced him to make a choice—me, his Luna, or her—the room fell into a suffocating silence.

I still remember the way my heart begged him to look at me, just once, just long enough to see what he was about to destroy.

But his answer came sharp, quick, without hesitation.

"Sarah."

One word. One name. And with it, he tore my entire world apart.

-WARNING-This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.

“If you can’t satisfy me with your mouth, then you’ll have to satisfy me some other way.”

He ripped off her flimsy clothing and tossed the shredded fabric aside. Visenya panicked as she realized exactly what he was implying.

“Let me try again…with my mouth. I think I c...”

“Quiet!” His voice echoed off the walls of his bedchamber, silencing her on the spot.

This wasn’t the way she had imagined her first time would be. She pictured passionate kisses and gentle caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. Lucian wouldn’t be loving, and he certainly didn’t cherish her either. She had been cursed with a mate who was bent on revenge, wanting nothing more than to watch her suffer.


Ten years had passed since Dragons ruled over the world…since Visenya took her place as Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows now that hunting and enslaving humans was punishable by death. The world was finally at peace…until Dragon Lord, Lucian woke from his induced sleep to discover that his entire race had been massacred by Visenya’s father. Visenya is stripped of her kingdom and forced to live out the rest of her days as Lucian’s slave. The cruelest joke of all is, Visenya learns that the mate she has been so faithfully waiting for all these years, is none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself.

Consumed by their hatred for each other, is it enough to fight the intense mate bond between them? Will Lucian push Visenya to her absolute limit, just to regret it all in the end?

Darius swore that he would come back for revenge after the Hunters wiped out his entire family, and he meant it.
on Mika's eighteenth birthday, it was meant to be as usual, a frustrating day. That was Until he came.
it was meant to be easy. come in, wipe them out and leave. he was not expecting to find his mate among the people that took his own.
torn with the need to procreate to preserve his kind and the hate he feels for her kind. the love between them seems unlikely.

The tiny sound. That low vibrating sound!
   I kept hoping Luciano would walk out now instead of looking around like he is trying to get something right. It better not be that he is listening to the noise.
     I bit my lower lips to subdue the shameless moan about escaping. My breath became uneven as I tried to slowly lower my left hand into the duvet but it wasn't working, that hot asshole had his gaze fixed on me.
    His lips curved into a sly smirk as he shrugged, moved his hair behind his ears and walked away.
"I don't want to know what the heck you were doing, Tiff, next time, just lock the goddam doooooor!" It was supposed to be a normal siblings bond.
Doing the forbidden wasn't part of the idea but Tiffany had other plans. Especially when all she wanted was get fvcked by her hot step brother.

Zara Night is tired of being the academy's biggest failure. As the only werewolf who can't shift, she's stuck cleaning classrooms while elite students like Kai Storm train for a war she doesn't understand.
But when students start disappearing and Zara begins having impossible dreams of flying through space and devouring entire packs, she realizes her biggest weakness might be her greatest weapon.
Kai Storm has one mission: earn the werewolves' trust, then lead them to slaughter. But falling for the academy's "broken" omega wasn't part of the plan. As his alien programming fights his growing humanity, Kai must choose between his creators and the girl who's about to become the most powerful being in the universe.
When Zara discovers that Earth's werewolves are being bred as soldiers for an alien empire, and that everyone she trusts has been lying to her, she'll have to embrace the monster inside her to save not just her world, but reality itself.
Some secrets are worth killing for. Others are worth dying for. But some secrets can end everything.

Nadia has lived in the orphanage since the day she was born—a girl no one ever wanted to adopt.
But just as she’s about to turn eighteen, everything changes.
A mysterious billionaire, Vincent Voss, shows up and claims her as his daughter.
He insists Nadia is a werewolf—just like him—and that she must return to the world she truly belongs to.
Nadia thinks he’s insane… until the truth proves impossible to deny.
Now, she’s about to begin a journey that will take her from an unwanted orphan to the future queen of the werewolf nation.

"Look at you! You’ve changed! You're really a wolf. And you're my mate! My Luna! Can't you feel our bond? Can't you remember that? You must accept it, and I am your Alpha, Alex is our pup! We must unite to make our powers stronger! To protect and save our son!" Gerald pulled her into his bed and united their powers in a primitive way. Making love.

"Let go of me! Don't be silly! I'm not a wolf! I am human! You're not my mate! The only thing I remember is... You're a murderer! You killed my father!" Jennifer shouted at him with an angry face.


What would happen if you were revealed to be a werewolf? And you were Luna? The one who disappeared six years ago? And she was the mate of Alpha Blackstone - Geralt Williams 30 years old, The CEO of Williams Enterprise! She even had a child with him! The one she hates so much? Who made her miserable? The arrogant man who was also her Ex-Boss!

Something that Jennifer Ross' which is 24 years old, Jennifer’s brain could not accept. She was living in the present, and she didn't believe in werewolves at all.

Why didn't she remember him?

What really happened to her? But why does he always come in Jennifer's dreams?

Until something happens to her and her son-Alexander, and Geralt Williams tries to save them.

Someone who completely ruined her life, rejected her, treated her like trash!

Even someone she should hate, and get revenge for killing her father!

What should she do?

Can she accept the fact that Geralt William is her mate, and she is his Luna?

Can they come together to save their son?

And forget her revenge for killing his father?

Can she forgive him?

Vee Vael has built a quiet life as a herbalist in a mountain town, carrying nothing from her past but a silver scar on her wrist and an unexplained dread of the full moon. She believes she is human. She is wrong.

Seven years ago, Vee was the most powerful Luna in pack history. She cursed Kaelon Draeth, the fearsome Alpha she loved, strapping him inside a half beast prison to save him from execution at the hands of corrupt pack elders. The curse cost her everything — her wolf, her memories, and the man she sacrificed it all for.

When Kaelon breaks free and finds her, he does not come with rage. He comes with a truth she cannot outrun. The only way to break what she built is to remember why she built it. Together they must walk through every buried memory while hunted by the same elders who tore them apart.

Vee must choose who she truly is before the elders erase her permanently. And Kaelon must decide whether the woman standing before him is still the Luna his wolf never stopped howling for.

Rebecca was raised in the Romani culture commonly known as a gypsy she would travel from fair to fair. Performing dances signing and fortune telling. She was bullied all her life as well. But she never knew why. Her mother talks a prophecy about a half vampire half human vampire princess. She had purple eyes and pale skin which was contrasted with her black hair. She is beautiful. On the evening of her eighteenth birthday she started to be able to smell blood. After being bullied by one of the other teenagers. Then beaten in the wo by her so called mother. She notices a man and a women in the woods behind her camp. She sees a mysterious stranger who is holding a girl and sucking on her neck. She starts to feel a strange pull towards him. Who is this man? Why am I so attracted to him.

I suffered from a severe congenital heart defect.

And my mother, Jamie, had terminal bone cancer.

My family was not a happy one. It marked the third year since my father, Nelson, had openly and unapologetically betrayed their marriage.

That morning, my mother swallowed a handful of painkillers and forced herself to stand up from her wheelchair.

She asked her best friend, Zoey, who was also my attending physician, to forge a medical report.

Zoey trembled with anger, her tears dropping heavily onto the paper.

"Jamie, are you crazy? Your bones are being eaten away by cancer cells every single day. You're in so much pain you bang your head against the wall all night. Why would you fake a clean bill of health?"

"Do you think that bastard Nelson will change his mind and come back to you just because you pretend to be healthy?"

Today was my wedding day.
In just one hour, I would be walking down the aisle in my wedding dress toward my future husband.

"Marry me. Come now.
Sender: Landon"

My childhood sweetheart had suddenly sent me a message. Just one sentence and a location pinned on a map.

I didn't even have time to change. I rushed to the location still wearing my wedding dress.
But when I arrived, what greeted me wasn't a wedding venue, but the unbridled, mocking laughter of Landon and his buddies.

"And here I thought she had some self-respect! She actually rented a wedding dress just to throw herself at Landon?"
"Hilarious. Landon’s been playing her this whole time, and she still has zero backbone. How pathetic!"
"All Landon has to do is whistle, and she comes running, wagging her tail like a dog!"

Three years ago, I devoted my family's entire fortune to rescue my husband from the mire of impending bankruptcy. I once believed this was a mutual journey of love, until that day revealed the chilling truth — I had merely been nurturing a self-consuming wolf.
The metallic scent of blood still hung in the air of the delivery room when he signed the document relinquishing life support, trading our newly born child for a flicker of hope for his beloved.
As I lay in a pool of blood, dialing his number, I could hear the heavy breaths of him and his mistress on the other end.
The explosion of the yacht cast flames upon the sea, and in that life-or-death moment, he unhesitatingly let go of my hand.
They all believed I had perished beneath the waves.
Very well.
Now, my wedding invitation lies within his reach.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that I wasn’t an omega, I wanted to call off this pretense, but I was weak. Too weak to even utter another word.

He heaved a deep sigh before he continued, now facing everyone present at the ceremony. “It's official, I, Beta Damien of the Dark Moon Pack, hereby reject my mate in the presence of everyone, and I kindly ask that my king put an end to this ceremony,” he said in a loud voice before pulling Ruby into a kiss right in front of me.

His words hit me like a jagged lightning bolt, I’ve just been rejected by my mate, and in front of the whole pack, tears streamed down my face as I stared at Ruby and Damien as they made their way through the crowd.

He carefully helps me take my shirt off. I shield myself with my arms.
"No, please let me look at you. I want to see your beautiful body." He states.
How could he say I was beautiful with scars all over my body? I have nothing but skin and bones. Tears flow from my eyes. He wipes them away and embraces me in a comforting hug.
"Let it all out," he says.
He starts washing my thighs, slowly moving up towards my vagina. Sensing my tension, he abruptly stops and proceeds to wash my hair before wrapping a towel around me.
"Can I kiss you?" he asks.
I shake my head, yes.
He kisses me deeply and intensely.


As the lowest slave in the wolf pack, Sarah had been accustomed to whips and chains since she was a child.
When she closed her eyes again and waited to be whipped,
unexpectedly, what she waited for was just a warm hug.
"I finally found you."
The alpha king saved her. She was not only the missing princess but also his fated mate.

The night I discovered Leander Vekaris was a monster, he discovered I was his mate.

I should have died that night.

I saw the city’s most powerful billionaire rip a man apart with his bare hands.

I saw the blood and the monster hiding beneath the perfect suits and cold grey eyes.

And he saw me.

For one terrifying moment, I thought he would kill me to protect his secret.

Instead, he let me live.

That was my first mistake.

My second was believing I could stay away from him.

Leander Vekaris is a ruthless mafia king who takes whatever he wants. He doesn't believe in mercy, love, or weakness.

Especially not in a fragile human like me.

But something about me makes the monster inside him lose control. He says my scent drives him insane and my blood calls to his wolf.

And when he finally corners me, his words leave me colder than any threat ever could.

“You're my mate, Lila.”

I don't want him. I hate him. I should be terrified of the way he watches me, the way his hands tighten whenever another man gets too close, the way his voice drops whenever he tells me I belong to him.

But hatred becomes harder to hold onto when the monster starts protecting me and tearing apart anyone who tries to hurt me.

Three years ago, Kieran Vale’s wife died in a yacht explosion. At least, that is what the world believes. The case was closed, DNA confirmed, and evidence sealed away.

But Kieran never accepted it.

Now, on the eve of a reluctant new engagement, a reporter walks into his life, and everything fractures.

Mira Sutton is fearless, sharp, and obsessed with a shipping company tied to that very explosion. She is digging into a truth someone is willing to kill to protect.

The strange part is that she has no memory of her life before three years ago. And she looks exactly like the woman Kieran buried.

Kieran should walk away. Instead, he is drawn to her, especially when she begins asking questions no one else dares to voice.

As they dig deeper, buried files resurface, witnesses vanish, and a powerful network begins to close in around them.

Someone is watching. Someone wants the past to stay dead. And someone knows exactly who Mira really is.

When fragments of Mira’s memory begin to return, Kieran is forced to confront the impossible.

His wife may not have died that night. Or worse, she may be standing right in front of him, without knowing it.

But if Mira is truly the woman he lost, then why was her identity erased? And who is trying to make sure she never remembers?

The truth is closer than either of them realize, and far more dangerous.

Because sometimes, the dead do not stay buried. And sometimes, the woman you are falling for might be the wife you already lost.

The Last Floor Isn’t the End

Humanity had exactly one minute to prepare for the apocalypse.

At 2:13 AM, the world changed.

Cities vanished beneath colossal underground Floors ruled by a godlike System that transformed survival into a brutal game of levels, classes, monsters, and death.

Most people received powerful combat classes.

Riven Bourne received Archivist , a class so weak that surviving the first day should have been impossible.

But riven notices things others cannot.

Hidden flaws. Broken mechanics. Lies buried inside the System itself.

While stronger players chase levels and glory, riven survives through strategy, exploiting invisible rules to overcome enemies far beyond his strength. As humanity descends deeper into the Floors, he begins uncovering a terrifying truth:

The System was never designed to save humanity.

It was designed to test it.

Amid collapsing civilizations, deadly guild wars, and cosmic conspiracies, riven forms an uneasy bond with seraphine noct ,a mysterious girl feared for her death-based powers and haunted by the souls she can hear singing in the dark.

Their relationship begins as survival.

It becomes something far more dangerous.

As the Floors evolve from underground dungeons into entire worlds at war, riven must choose what kind of man he will become: a savior, a monster, or the first human capable of breaking the System completely.

Because the deeper humanity climbs…

…the clearer the truth becomes.

The last Floor isn’t the end.

My biological parents and my fiancé shove me into a sterile room for a forced drug trial. The chemicals completely destroy my cranial nerves.

They lie about my adopted sister Mia having a terminal illness, using my college admission and trust fund as leverage to make me sacrifice myself.

I used to put my life on the line for Liam, staying up all night to finish his homework, draining everything I had to please my family.

But they are putting on an act from the very beginning. Mia isn't sick. The drug trial is just a front for money laundering.

Stripped of all love, hate, and empathy, I am left with only cold logic after enduring imprisonment, beatings, and endless injections.

Afterward, Liam falls to his knees, sobbing and begging to get back together. I dodge his touch with a blank face.

"Don't come near me. The smell of you makes me physically sick."

I married a rapist.
After the wedding, I played the perfect wife. I always took off my makeup after he fell asleep, and reapplied it before he woke up.
My husband loved showing off on his livestream, bragging that women should know their place.
One viewer sent a warning in the chat:
[Run, man. Only vengeful spirits do their makeup in the middle of the night—when their resentment is strongest, the makeup lasts longer!]
I covered my face and grinned wickedly.
Oops, forgot concealer. My corpse marks are showing.

I ripped out half my heart for him.

Literally.

Six years ago, Draco—the Black Dragon Lord—was dying on the battlefield, enemy claws buried in his chest. So I tore myself open and shoved half my witch's heart into his body to save his life.

After that, I lived with constant pain, my magic drained to nothing. I fought his wars, nearly died a dozen times, all while waiting for him to keep his promise—that he'd make me his queen after the coronation.

But on coronation day, Draco brought back the half-elf Ivy and told me to give up my crown.

Why? Ivy stayed with him in the Abyss for three years. And now she was pregnant with his child.

It destroyed me. So I drank the Oblivion Potion—the one thing that could strip away every ounce of love I had for him.

And in three days, I'm leaving for the polar regions to marry into the Silver Wolf Clan.

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Anderson's back stiffened.
Undoubtedly, she was beautiful.
After a while, he said uneasily, "Yeah."
Clarissa moved closer to him. She whispered in his ear and she thought that her voice was very low, "If I want to sleep with you, will you agree?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with meaningful eyes, "You have to pay the price for sleeping with me. Are you sure?"
"Money? I have money." Clarissa laughed, "Aren't they looking down on me? I'm going to find someone who is much better than him. I want to piss them off!"
She then put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
It was a torrid night.
The next morning, however, he handed her a copy of the marriage application she had signed.


Clarissa Chapman, one day, when delivering condoms to a hotel room, she found her client was her... fiance?
She caught her fiance and half-sister in bed! Only then did Clarissa realize that her six-year-relationship boyfriend had cheated on her!
What's more ridiculous? Her father said it was because she wasn't attractive and her sister's more deserving of him.
Dumped her douchebag fiance, she bumped into her Mr. Right by a one-night stand!
Wait... why was this man looked exactly like the Billionaire CEO - Anderson Jordan on TV?!
Anderson was of many things, handsome, considerate, and loyal.
She'd never imagine a gorgeous like Anderson would fall in love with her, until that day...
Her nightmarish family found her, trying to drag her to the miserable past...again...

"Spread your legs," the cold, handsome doctor ordered.
To escape her ex-boyfriend’s wedding invitation , Alana Martin attended an elite gala, wore a borrowed gown , and ended up spending a wild night with a dangerously handsome stranger.
Panicked, she fled the next morning —only to end up in the hospital days later with severe inflammation.
But when the curtain pulled back, the "doctor" examining her intimate areas was the exact same man from that night!
Worse?
He was looking at her with a wicked smirk,
"You stole my first night, ignored my note , and now you’re playing the amnesia game? I’m the victim here, little lady. Take responsibility."