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After a one-night stand, she gave birth to a daughter for Alex.
Alex thought it was just a drunken folly, believing that she would later meet someone better, marry a clean and upright man, and have a complete family. Little did he know that she would raise her daughter alone.
"Daddy, Daddy, where are you?"
The little girl cried with a heart-wrenching agony, huddled in the corner and trembling helplessly.
Alex returned furious, and he made those who wanted to bully his wife and daughter pay the price!

He married me because I look like her.
For three years, I played the role. I cooked his meals. I warmed his bed. I smiled when he forgot my birthday. I stayed quiet when he left in the middle of the night to hold her hand.
I told myself it was enough. I told myself I didn't need his love.
Then I got pregnant.
He said he hated children. So I didn't tell him. I was going to keep it. Our baby. The only thing that was truly mine.
But my body had other plans.
When I called him from the hospital floor, bleeding out, begging for help—he didn't come. He said I was lying. He was too busy with her.
That night, I lost everything.
The baby. The hope. The lie I'd been living.
Now he's calling me. Again and again.
But the substitute wife? She's not picking up.

As a poor student from a single-parent family, Katie was disdained by others, especially some students in Class A who had high self-esteem and pride in their school-Augustus Lupine Academy, the best elite university in the country. Katie majored in Business Administration, which was the best in this university. Business Administration was divided into Class A and Class B. Class A gathered the top elite students, which was unattainable to everyone. Katie won a scholarship for poor students to study in Class B. No one knew that Katie was secretly dating with Draven for three months, who was at the top of Lupine, the son of a tech billionaire, and the dream lover of all girls in school. Three months later, Draven suddenly disappeared. Katie went to Class A, but Draven denied their relationship. Katie was hit by a blow, and was pulled to a party by her bestie Cathy. She accidentally had a one-night-stand with a man who looked a lot like Draven. The next day, Katie left in a hurry, suddenly knew that her mother was about to remarry someone. Katie's mother introduced Katie's future stepfather and his two sons to her. Katie was surprised that her two stepbrothers were her ex Draven and one-night stand Adrian.

No tears. No scene. Just one thing —
A divorce agreement on the dining table, and she walked out the door.
Under Reason for Divorce, she wrote: Husband's sexual dysfunction.
For the first time, Fu Yuting's cold composure cracked. He tore the papers apart.
She just smiled. "That's fine. I made copies."
Three years she loved him. Three years he hurt her.
The moment she finally let go — he realized the woman who had lived for him would never look back.

Marilyn had one simple goal: ace her job interview, get her dream career, and finally put her miserable week behind her. Then she made one careless wish.

After complaining that she could do a better job than the helpless heroine of the fantasy romance novel she was reading, Marilyn wakes up inside the story—except she is no longer Marilyn.

She is Effie, the abused stepdaughter destined for a miserable life.

Luckily, Marilyn knows the entire plot. She knows which people will betray her, which choices will ruin her future, and most importantly, she knows the three men she is supposed to avoid.

So she does the unthinkable.

She rejects her destined mates.

But nothing goes according to the book.

Instead of escaping them, Marilyn somehow ends up attracting three powerful men who were never supposed to fall for Effie: a grumpy wolf shifter with a secret talent for baking, a mysterious mage who communicates through enchanted gifts, and a dangerously charming dragon shifter who keeps dragging her into magical adventures.

When her sister discovers that Effie's life has suddenly taken an unexpected turn, she tries every means to sabotage everything.

But when the moment of truth comes, Marilyn finds it difficult not to fall in love with her mates. She also struggles to tell them she doesn't belong in their world. And now she has to pay a price to return to her real life.

Three-year-old Mia arrived at the Bennett mansion in the rain, carrying a broken stuffed rabbit and an unpaid hospital bill.
“Are you Adrian Bennett?” she asked.
When the coldest billionaire in the city said yes, she held out the bill.
“Good. Dad, you owe me three years of formula.”
Mia came for food—not the Bennett fortune. But hidden inside her rabbit was the dying testimony of the mother the Bennetts had branded a liar.
Now Adrian must prove Mia is his daughter, clear her mother’s name, and uncover who erased their existence three years ago.

I am the pampered Princess of the Carpenter crime family, a girl whose three fiancés once leveled a city block just to retrieve her lost diamond.

But next to Avery—a battle-hardened medic who showed up with her kid and could dig out bullets without blinking—my "spoiled nature" suddenly became such an exhausting joke that Jackson and Rhys simply walked out on me.

Gabriel was the only one who didn't. He was my safe haven, kissing my forehead and promising, "They’re fools. They don't appreciate you."

I believed him. Until I looked out the window.

My proud, untouchable Gabriel was down on one knee in the dirt, humbly wiping the mud off Avery’s high heels.

I didn't scream. I didn't throw a fit. I just turned around, walked straight into my father's study, and looked the Godfather in the eye.

"Dad," I said. "That marriage alliance with the West Coast 'Butcher' family next month. I'll do it."

Anna Green walks in on her boyfriend cheating, only to realize she's not the only witness. A mysterious man stands beside her, watching the same scene unfold. He leans in and murmurs, "Want revenge?"

That night, she loses a boyfriend and picks up a husband.

What begins as a deal between strangers soon turns into something far more complicated. She thought it was just about benefits. He gave her exclusive love.

Now, tangled in a marriage she never expected, Anna wonders who's really in control, especially when the man she married refuses to play by the rules.

“Listen to me, dolcezza, I fuck. I dominate. I tie your hands, your legs and make you forget your own name.”

I pressed my lips tightly, refusing to give him the satisfaction that only his words was messing with my head, “You don’t scare me, Marco.”

His hands wrapped around my throat..not to hurt. Just enough to remind me I was his to command.

“No, but I do something worse.” His lips brushed my ear. “I make you beg.”

I hated him.

I hated the way my pussy ached fro his touch.

Most of all, I hated my body for betraying me…for wanting him.

“Say it,” he whispered. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.”

He shoved my legs apart roughly, plunging two mighty fingers inside me, “Then why is your pussy soaked, bella? Hmm? Tell me…do you want my cock or my collar?”

I swallowed hard, “Both.”

Marco smiled…cruel, wicked, knowing. “Then be a good girl for daddy. Kneel!”

And I did.


Sold by her mother to a ruthless Italian mafia don, Cassandra’s new life is nothing like the peaceful future she dreamed of.



Forced into marriage with his cold son, Cassandra finds herself caught in a dangerous web of power, secrets, and forbidden desire.



But the real danger isn’t her supposed fiancee—it’s Don Marco, her ruthless father-in-law. It begins with whispered temptations and stolen glances, then escalates into late-night visits and nights of forbidden passion.



Just when she thinks she’s learned to navigate the madness, Marco’s son…once distant and disgusted by her—starts falling in love with her too.



Now, torn between a dangerous Don and his possessive son, Cassandra must choose between love, and a twisted form of power she never imagined wielding.


Who will claim her heart—and who will destroy it?

My ears were ringing in the sudden blast. Both me and James were utterly shocked. We looked at each other with widened eyes. In the meantime a few more guys entered the cafe. Each one of them had guns in their hands. If this isn't a crime movie scene that I'm probably dreaming of right now, please save me God!

'EVERYONE OUT!! one of the gun holding men shouted from behind. The remaining customers ran outside. A proper moment of chaos.

Just when i was trying to get out that boy from earlier grabbed my wrist. Didn't they mean everyone?. A sudden rush of terror flashes over me.

"Where are you going dollface?" I can see his lips twitching up in a smirk. A devilish smirk. I feel my heart just dropped to the ground.

"Meet Isabella Grace, a college student who just wants a peaceful life. But her fate changes drastically in a single night when she meets Toby, the Mafia boss. Will she give in to him, or resist his flames?"

I am the Don Dante's wife, but my life runs through my husband's underboss who always seduce my husband, Elena.
I can't wear a coat without Elena's passcode.
My cards are monitored. My cash is approved. Dante calls it protocol. He calls it protection. He never asks why I wear the same faded sweater in winter.
I swallowed every humiliation because my mother's ventilator depended on his signature.
But Elena intentionally delayed funds for my mother’s medical treatment.
The brutal clash made me miscarry.
My mother died alone without timely treatment. I stopped filing all daily spending applications for three days straight.
Today he calls, calm and condescending, telling me the medical accounts are restored.
He thinks I'll fall back into line.
He doesn't know the only thing I'm requesting now is a signature—his, on the divorce papers.

On my birthday, my husband hands me a snow-white hamster with a smile and says keeping it in the house will bring us good luck.

My seven-year-old son names it Snow.

But the second I see its red eyes, my blood runs cold.

Because in my last life, I got the exact same gift on this exact same day.

Back then I treated it like something precious. I fed it the best food, bought it the biggest cage, cleaned out the shavings every single day.

And every night it burrowed into my blankets, bit through the skin at my wrist and my throat, and drank my blood a little at a time until there was almost none left.

I begged my husband to get rid of it. All he said was that I was paranoid, that I was faking being sick to get attention.

My son planted himself in front of the cage and screamed that Snow was better behaved than me.

Then, on our wedding anniversary, I collapsed in the bathroom and never woke up.

My spirit drifted near the ceiling, and only then did I finally see it.

That hamster climbed down off my body and turned into a woman in a white dress, and threw herself into my husband's arms.

His eyes went red and he said now that she'd drained me dry, she could finally take her real shape again.

My son ran to her and sweetly called her "Hamster Mommy."

It turned out the thing was my husband's old love, the one who'd died young. He'd used black magic to hide her inside a pet's body.

And I was nothing but a container. A blood supply.

Now my eyes are open again, and the cut on my finger is still warm.

This time, I won't let a single one of them get away.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"The scouts are coming tomorrow, and you want to ditch the regional finals just to take care of her after a botched cosmetic procedure?"

I tipped off the school board to stop him from ruining his life.

Because of me, he won the championship and secured his draft pick. But because he stood her up, his girlfriend dumped him.

Years later, he sat at the top of a billion-dollar sports enterprise, while I was a researcher working for him.

Out of nowhere, he brought a carbon-fiber hockey stick down on my hands, crushing my finger bones to splintered dust

"Maeve, you cold, calculating machine," he spat. "This is your karma."

When I opened my eyes again, the agonizing pain was gone.

I had just been given a second chance.

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

"Enough, Serafina! The thing rigged to the parasail is just a mannequin. It's not your mother! Cut the damn act!"

I watched helplessly as my severely ill mother plummeted from hundreds of feet in the air, smashing into the bone-chilling ocean.

My husband was holding my stepsister, a doting smile playing on his lips.

My own biological son clapped his hands in glee—because he was the one who had blindly pushed the release button.

They all said I was faking it. They said I was vicious, toxic, and jealous.

It wasn't until I erased every last trace of my existence and vanished entirely from their lives that they dug through the wreckage of our past like madmen, desperate to find me.

I had spent ten years rescuing girls sacrificed to the river god.
Then, on the morning of my wedding, my parents drugged me, tied stones to my feet, and placed me on the offering raft.
My brother needed a bride, they said. Her life mattered more than mine.
But the eighteen women I had saved were waiting beneath the water.
This time, they saved me.
And together, we decided to give the county exactly what it claimed to worship:
a river god who demanded sons.

He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered at his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening, and mind-numbing.

"You should be running, Zera," he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me."

"I don't want to run." I stubbornly stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too.

His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."

Mature audience only: Contains mature language, sex, abuse and violence.

She has no name, not anymore, after so long she has simply forgotten what a name is, what it means to be able to choose, what it means to be able to wish, she has simply forgotten what it means to be a person.
She's just a slave in a pack that makes a point of reminding her that she's nothing more than an object to be used, whether it's to do household chores or to satisfy the sexual desires of her masters.

He is a king, not only that, but the king of werewolves, his domain extends over all the lupine lands and he has never cared about much, his heart is already closed, destroyed by a past he wants to forget.
With one word he could change the whole society, but for what? It's not worth it, the joy of war and fighting is one of the things that keeps him going... And, of course, the pleasure he gets from whoever he wants, whenever he wants, without ever hearing no.

He's not just a king, he's an emperor... His vampire empire covers almost all of Europe, many call him a dictator, others a liberator... He rules his lands with an iron fist, his word is law.
Tired from a long war, he just wants to rest for a while and find the one who will complete him... After living so long, he's tried everything, but he still hasn't found the person fate has given him.

Three completely different people... Three intertwined destinies... Who will heal who and who will survive in the end?

Damien Sterling is evil. He is so evil he wants me to pretend to be his fiancee before he can help me find my missing sister. The same woman he claimed to be his first love.
"Call it what you may. I'll only help you if we work together on something."
Me? Work together with Damien Sterling?
"What do we work on?"
"You mean, what are we working on?" A beat of silence. Then, he spoke. "We are going to get engaged. I mean, you're going to act like we are engaged. For six months."
"Ha!" I cackled, face blank of expression. Then, a burst of laughter escaped me. While he watched me like I was crazy, I just kept on laughing.
"Are you crazy? I'll be playing house? With you?"
"I'm serious."
While playing house with the billionaire devil, I must let go of my dream to be the top investigative journalist of Westmore Times and avoid falling for my missing sister's first love. Will this be possible when we are stuck in the same building, filled with heat and forbidden passion crackling between us?

Isabella needs a huge sum of money for her aged grandmother's surgery. She has nowhere to go for help and she decides to seek help from her Billionaire boss, Jayden.

Jayden doesn't believe in marriages and happily ever after but he needs a wife so his mother would stop pestering him when he eventually proves to her that marriage isn't for him by getting divorced after a year.

Isabella comes to him for help at the right time; a contract is signed and there will be no strings attached. After a year, they will both go their separate ways.

What will happen after a night of drunken passion between them?

Will Isabella be able to endure his cruelty for just one year or leave before the stipulated time for their marriage to end?

Will Jayden find Isabella or let her go with his seed growing inside her?

Jessica Winters is more than broken and beautiful after being betrayed by her fiancee and bestie, in anger she runs away and lodges in a hotel but forgot her phone and money. Fortunately, she was saved by the C E O of the hotel Davis Miller.

Davis Miller was a good looking, sexy young man with a Son Robin.

What happens when Jessica goes to look for a job and is offered a huge deal by a billionaire?

What happens when Jessica starts acting as Robin's real mother while his biological mother is still alive?

What happens when Robin's real mother comes back to claim her son?

Who will Robin choose?

A mother who abandoned her child because of money or a lady who chooses to act his mom in other to make him happy?

What will Davis do? Will he side his son's decision or go after the person he truly loves ?

“Say my name, baby. Tell me who this pus sy belongs to.”

“Damian…” she moaned softly as I curled my fingers, hitting her just right.

“Louder.”

“DAMIAN!”

Inside the bathroom, Henry let out a wrecked sob, as if her screaming my name had just carved his heart out all over again.

Perfect.

I pulled my fingers out, brought them to my mouth, and licked them clean while she watched over her shoulder, her eyes glazed.

Then I dropped to my knees like a man ready to worship his god. Because yes, I would worship this pus sy like it was my god.


After sacrificing her legs and her freedom to save a stranger, Cindy Hart becomes the crippled wife of a man who only loved her out of guilt. When he brings his ex into their home and throws Cindy aside, she decides she is done being the victim.

With her billionaire identity hidden and her brother’s dangerously hot best friend pretending to be her lover, Cindy begins her revenge.

But when the lines between fake and real blur with the playboy she once rejected, Cindy finds herself fighting not just for power but for a love she never saw coming.

When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him.

He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room. He blindfolded her with his hankie before dragging her towards the bed.

Her heartbeat accelerated. She could feel that he was her man.

She asked, "is it you, baby?"

He pushed her onto the bed and gazed at her perfect slender body with profound desires in his eyes. He hovered her and tied her wrists with his tie to the headboard.


She could never stop her heart from beating for him since the day she saw him despite knowing that he would never retaliate to her feelings as for him she was only his best friend's sister.

She was so innocent and pure like holy water, and he was messed up and a monster whom anybody definitely wouldn't like to come across. She had never dated anyone in her entire life because, for her, the love of her life was everything. On the other hand, he never believed in all this. For him, "love" didn't exist; it was all about physical needs.

His mere presence was enough to relieve her pain; he was like oxygen to her, while on the other hand, he didn't even acknowledge her presence.

Her love was so pure and selfless that it could make anyone fall for it because it's not easy to love someone who is forbidden.

But will he ever witness her love?

Will he ever love her as purely as she loves him?

Will her one-sided love ever be fulfilled?

If you want to know, then follow the journey of a tempting biker and his secret admirer.

“You chose them over me,” Jules whispered, her voice breaking as Adrian walked away, “and now I’m paying for both our choices.”
The bro code was simple: teammates don't touch each other's sisters.

Jules Rowan broke it anyway. Adrian Cross was supposed to be her brother's best friend, not hers. The brooding transfer student with eyes and secrets carved into his skin. He was off-limits in every way that mattered.

But Jules was tired of being the perfect coach's daughter, so she pursued him. Seduced him and made him break every rule for her.

One stolen kiss in the equipment room changed everything.

Now her father won't speak her name, her brother wants Adrian's blood, and the entire campus treats her like a disease. She's broke, homeless, and friendless—the girl who destroyed a championship team for selfish love.

But the cruelest cut isn't the public humiliation or family abandonment. It's watching Adrian look at her like she's his biggest regret.

They say she's getting what she deserves for breaking the bro code.

Maybe they're right.

But some hearts are worth burning down the world for—even if you're the only one left standing in the ashes.

"That man hurt you, and I have avenged you."
The moment the dark knight tossed the severed head of her rapist at her feet, Celene's fate was sealed.
Once the beloved princess of Andreia, she lost everything when her father died—betrayed by her murderous stepmother, conquered by the tyrant King Japhet, and brutalized by royal guards.
Left for dead in a secret cell, she is saved only by a mysterious knight who offers her vengeance… in exchange for her loyalty.
Framed for regicide and condemned to the Forest of the Damned, a cursed realm of monsters and magic, Celene faces a choice no princess should ever have to make: die a traitor, or pledge herself to a dark power that will remake her body, her blood, and her destiny.
Now, hunted by armies, haunted by a goddess's bargain, and torn between the knight who saved her and the prince who wants her destroyed, Celene must decide.
Will she unleash the wrath of a cursed princess to burn her enemies to ash… or embrace the power within to stop a war that will consume both worlds?

In his previous life, Evan risked his life to protect his fiancée and brothers in the apocalypse, only to be pushed off the fortress and fed to zombies. She thought she had obtained the address of the supply warehouse, but he had already been watching her affair with her lover on surveillance cameras.

Thinking she had his Noah's Ark, she was thrown into an empty warehouse on the day the virus broke out, and then sold as a bargaining chip by the mob.

When the zombie horde surged in, his former "white moonlight" and "true love" knelt before the fortress gate, begging him to open it.

Evan coldly uttered: "This time, it's your turn to taste despair."

The cage doors are released and I open my sapphire coloured eyes, dashing out of the prison and into the forest.
Seven days for the full moon to be blue.
Seven days from the starting line to the finish
Seven days, that’s how long I had to make it to the lodge as an unmated female."
Legends of werewolves have gone back centuries. Always including the Moon Goddess and her blessing of soulmates to the beings she created. But the ugly truth is there is no such thing as soulmates. There is only The Run.
An event created centuries ago held twice a year during a blue moon where she-wolves run from their male counter parts. If they are captured, they are mated and marked, claimed by whoever captures them first.
No one is exempted from this event - not even Grace Harvest.
After being able to avoid attending the event since turning eighteen, Grace finds herself unable to find an excuse not to participate this time. With her last hope of remaining unmated until she can fall in love, she makes a bet with her Alpha. If she wins, he can no longer force wolves of his pack to participate in The Run and allow them to find love. If he wins, Grace will be mated, and her pack mates are forced to go no matter what.
But what will happen when she meets a golden haired wolf by the name Caden Wolfrain, who instantly captures her attention. Will she do all she can to win the bet, will Caden win her heart or will the secrets Caden keeps force her to cut ties with this golden haired wolf without a second thought no matter the heart break.

In the small, snow-covered town of Evergreen, Christmas preparations are in full swing, but far up in the surrounding mountains, a heartbreaking discovery is made forcing Melanie to return to the town that her parents called home.
Amidst the festive cheer, Morgan, a lonely Alpha with a difficult past, struggles with the weight of his loneliness. He yearns for companionship and family, watching enviously as others come together during the holidays yet he refuses to allow any of the humans that inhabit the town to get close to him, instead, watching from a distance.
After a second tragedy strikes as Melanie travels back to her parent's home, she finds herself trapped in a snowstorm with the lonely Alpha, forced to hole up in his isolated Cabin to wait out the storm.
As they find themselves growing closer, Morgan faces a difficult decision with the woman who refuses to let anything dampen her spirit and seems determined to bring a ray of sunshine back into his life.
Will he keep her at a distance or will he finally allow her to break down the barriers he constructed around his heart long ago?

“We are gathered here to pay tribute to Lorain Vale, beloved mother…”
Five years since I left and swore I’d never come back.
I kept that promise until today.
My mother died in a home invasion robbery.
My older brother stands tall and rigid at my side, dressed in black, jaw clenched so tight I can hear his teeth grind. He left long before I did. Left Mom and me behind like we were inconvenient baggage.
I hate him, but I hate his four best friends even more: Theo, Barric, Ronan, and Kade.
****Aria's brother has always kept the world of wolves a secret from her, and driven her out of Blackridge. This is one of the reasons she hates her brother's friends; she believes they have changed him. Aria is considered human, yet she is the last female Sypher—a bloodline believed to be extinct.

AGE GAP • REVERSE HAREM • POSSESSIVE BROTHERS • FORBIDDEN ROMANCE • UNEXPECTED PREGNANCY

She believed in forever, until betrayal and a devastating divorce destroyed everything she thought her future would be.

Determined to leave the past behind, she allows herself one reckless night. No promises. No expectations. No consequences.

At least, that's what she thought.

Two strangers. Two brothers. One unforgettable night.

Overwhelmed by what happened, she disappears before morning without even saying goodbye, certain their paths will never cross again.

But fate has other plans.

Looking for a fresh start, she accepts a job as a nanny. What she never expects is to walk into her new employers' home and come face-to-face with the very two men she ran away from.

They remember her.

They still want her.

And this time, they aren't willing to watch her disappear so easily.

What should have been nothing more than a job slowly becomes a dangerous game of attraction, forbidden desire, and increasingly blurred boundaries. The closer she becomes to the family she was hired to care for, the harder it is to ignore the connection growing between the three of them.

Because the brothers don't simply want a nanny in their home.

They want her to become part of their family.

"I, Charlotte Jane Attwood of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Knox and Kane Maddox, as my mates and sever my bond to you both and your pack!" I recited, my eyes dancing with my unspoken pain seeing my mates entwined together with a female! A female who was not me!

Shaking my head of the tears I felt threatening to fall from my icy hues. I straightened and waited for them to accept my rejection! But the words that left their lips left me stunned.

"I, Knox Maddox and Alpha to the Crimson moon pack refuse to accept your rejection!" He snarled, slipping from the bed, naked and unashamed to step into me, the female sprawled out on the bed forgotten. Kane was quick on his heels, the pair caging me in a wall of muscle and testosterone.

"You belong to us, Lottie! I, Kane Maddox, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack, refuse to accept your rejection."

"Ours!" Knox repeated anger swimming in his baby blues.


Follow the story of Charlotte, Knox and Kane as they try to find their footing in a cruel world filled with betrayal, heartbreak and secret obsessions that threaten to destroy the bonds of brotherhood and love!

"I'm not yours, Alexander," she whispered but her voice trembled as his lips nearly touched her lips, the gap between them filled with tension.
"You say that," he whispered softly, his breath fanning her lips, "but your body begs to differ."
"Say that you don't want this," he whispered in a low growl right before he pressed his lips against hers. 'If you tell me I will stop.'
Scarlett Blackwood has always been the one who was left in the shade- the Omega who didn't complete her change, who was overshadowed by her powerful twin sister and elder brother. But now after two years in New York she is not the weak girl that she used to be. Scarlett is a confident woman, a beauty, and in charge of her life with her wolf now awakened and her modeling career taking off. That is, until a family emergency brings her back to Mexico and back into the life she left behind. Alexander Emerson, the cold-hearted leader of the Shadow Pack, has devoted his entire existence to one goal – revenge. His family was killed by Scarlett's mother and he promised to make the Blackwoods suffer for it. But when he sees Scarlett again, he undergoes a change of heart. She has changed and is not the shy girl he once met and on top of that, she is his destined mate. What will happen when she knows that her mate is worse than enemy? Will she forgive him when he begs for another chance or she will kill him?

“I’m not yours, Alexander,” she whispered but her voice trembled as his lips nearly touched her lips, the gap between them filled with tension.
“You say that,” he whispered softly, his breath fanning her lips, “but your body begs to differ.”
“Say that you don’t want this,” he whispered in a low growl right before he pressed his lips against hers. ‘If you tell me I will stop.’
Scarlett Blackwood has always been the one who was left in the shade- the Omega who didn’t complete her change, who was overshadowed by her powerful twin sister and elder brother. But now after two years in New York she is not the weak girl that she used to be. Scarlett is a confident woman, a beauty, and in charge of her life with her wolf now awakened and her modeling career taking off. That is, until a family emergency brings her back to Mexico and back into the life she left behind. Alexander Emerson, the cold-hearted leader of the Shadow Pack, has devoted his entire existence to one goal – vengeance. His family was killed by Scarlett’s mother and he promised to make the Blackwoods suffer for it. But when he sees Scarlett again, he undergoes a change of heart. She has changed and is not the shy girl he once met and on top of that, she is his destined mate. Caught between his desire for revenge and the undeniable passion for the woman he is fated to be with, Alexander is faced with a choice-will he give in to his lust and take his revenge or will he give in to the passion and love he feels for the woman he has been fated to be with?

I promised Ethan Caldwell, the boy I grew up with, I'd give up the top schools to attend some mediocre college with him.

On the final day of application submission, I brought homemade soup to his studio.

Outside the door, I heard him bragging to his friends: "Claire Bennett's like a damn puppy. I tell her to come to NYU with me, and boom, she changes her whole application to NYU. Lily's grades are shit. If Claire doesn't go for that full scholarship, Lily's got it in the bag. And Claire's so whipped, even when she finds out, she'll just suck it up like always."

The thermos in my hands feels cold now.

“Emma Grace?”
“Yes.”
“I’m sorry to tell you this but he didn’t make it.” The doctor says offering me a sympathetic look.
“T-thank you.” I say with a trembling breath.
My father was dead, and the man who killed him was standing right beside me this very minute. Of course, there was no way I could tell anyone this because I would be considered and accomplice for even knowing what happened and doing nothing. I was eighteen and could be looking at prison time if the truth ever got out.
Not long ago I was trying to get through my senior year and getting out of this town for good, but now I have no idea what I will do. I was almost free, and now I would be lucky to make it another day without my life completely falling apart.
“You’re with us, now and forever.” His hot breath said against my ear sending a shiver down my spine.
They had me in their tight grip now and my life depended on them. How things got to this point it's hard to say, but here I was…an orphan…with blood on my hands…literally.


Hell on earth is the only way I can describe the life I have lived.
Having every bit of my soul being stripped away each and every day by not only my father but by four boys called The Dark Angels and their followers.
Tormented for three years is about all I can take and with no one on my side I know what I have to do...I have to get out the only way I know how, Death means peace but things are never that easy, especially when the very guys who led me to ledge are the ones who end up saving my life.
They give me something I never thought would be possible...revenge served dead. They have created a monster and i am ready to burn the world down.

Mature content! Mentions of drugs, violence, suicide. 18+ recommended. Reverse Harem, bully-to-lover.

When your ex, a hockey player, begged for your forgiveness in front of everyone, making a scene,
You were both awkward and angry as the team erupted into a chorus of gossip.
Just when you were speechless and didn’t know what to do,
The famous hockey captain raised his voice and said,
“Enough. She is mine.”

“Luke won’t keep you happy, he is not the one for you, Bella.”
“Wha-”
Before she could react to his absurd statement, he abruptly grabbed her wrist and yanked her body forward, staring dead into her eyes.
“I am.”


William Grayson is obsessed with his brother’s girlfriend, Arabella Dew.
His every breath has her name. She was all that exists in him. His darkest, selfish, forbidden desire.
For the world, a heart-throbbing, charming billionaire. But, in reality, a possessive, dark and dangerous one who is crazy for his brother’s lover.
No matter what he has to lose, his family, his ethics, his own self, to have her beside him.
He needs Arabella, her body, her soul, her scent, all of her, and he will do ANYTHING to have her. With or without her consent.
On the other hand, Arabella Dew had one dream, becoming the bride of the Grayson household, the lover of the youngest son- Luke Grayson.
But, after knowing William’s madness, how was she going to save her and Luke’s relationship? Especially when Luke loved his brother more than anyone.
Will he believe in her? After all, how can his ‘kind’ brother do this to him, right?

"I don't like your face, I don't like your attitude, and I certainly don't hate how much I want to do this," my future stepbrother growled, his fingers tangling in my hair before he crashed his lips against mine.

I was just the wolfless, pathetic omega his father was forced to take in. For weeks, Koda and his twin brother made my life a living hell at Elite High. They humiliated me. They threw basketballs at my face. They let the whole school treat me like trash. But the moment he pinned me against the teacher's desk in the dark, empty classroom, everything changed.

He kissed me like a starving beast, his tongue demanding entry, his hands pulling me flush against him until I could feel every hard line of his body. When he finally pulled away, he was breathless, his chest heaving. The mask of the arrogant prince was gone.

He stared at me as if I were a ghost. "It means the bond is set," he rasped, his voice thick with a truth he could no longer deny. "It means you’re the one I’m bound to. It means you’re my mate."

But how could I be mated to the monster who was about to become my brother?

"This doesn't make sense."I whispered, my hand on the door knob.
"We can't tell mom and dad."He whispered back into the darkness.
"You can't be my mate!?" I hissed back, "You are my brother."
"I'm not going to resist the Sparks April,"He growled, but continued, "or the pull, and feeling of want... Do you hear me?"He growled.
"W-what?"
"I want you so bad..." he whispered.
It was like my lips moved and spoke for me.
"Then take me."
His warm lips smashed onto mine finding them in the dark. Sparks lit the tiny closet up, and suddenly I knew where he was almost as if we were in a room full of light. I could see every move he made, and I wanted him to make a move on me.
I kissed him back with force, and longing.
My first kiss is with my brother.
My mate.

In retaliation, the president imprisoned her and everyone blamed her for not seducing her president's brother-in-law, but no one knew that the president had fallen in love with her when she was still young. When the president began to change day by day, he suddenly realized that he had fallen in love with his sister-in-law, and what should he do with his wife who had returned from disappearance? Confusing relationship, complicated feelings, perhaps all this should not have started...

On the day of her wedding, Elena’s perfect world shatters—her groom vanishes, eloping with her best friend. But before the whispers destroy her, his powerful billionaire brother, Damian Blackwell, steps forward with a cold proposition: marry him instead, right there at the altar.

Trapped in a scandal she never asked for, Elena is thrust into a dangerous marriage built on secrets, lies, and twisted desires. Damian is ruthless, obsessed, and hiding truths that could break her. Lucas, the runaway groom, isn’t gone for good either, and when he returns, Elena learns that nothing about her engagement was ever real.

As betrayal stacks upon betrayal, Elena finds herself torn between two brothers, hunted by enemies, and forced to question everything she thought she knew about love. But in Damian’s arms, she discovers the most dangerous secret of all—sometimes the man who ruins your life is the only one who can save it.

She once believed she had gained lifelong tenderness through marriage, only to fall into a cage of lies.
All past sweet promises turned into piercing hurts.
In her darkest hour, her savior was her husband’s younger brother, who hid his devotion behind casual banter.
He reserved all his tenderness for her, defied his family, cleared all obstacles, and guarded her rebirth as she broke free from shackles and staged a gorgeous comeback.

"See what you do to me?" I said, taking her hand and guiding it to wrap around my length. "This is what wanting you looks like, Elle. This is what you make me feel."

Elle bit her lip, her hand tightening experimentally around me, and I had to close my eyes and focus on my breathing.

"Can I—" she started, then stopped, uncertain.

"You can do whatever you want," I told her, opening my eyes to find her watching my face with fascination. "Touch me. Explore. Learn what I like."

After being betrayed by her boyfriend, Elle agreed to Adrian, the brother of her ex, to enter into a one-year contractual marriage. She initially thought that this was just a temporary solution proposed by Adrian to deal with the family pressure. But gradually, she found herself completely lost in Adrian's tenderness and unable to extricate herself......

“I want this,” I told him boldly, looking at him squarely in the eyes. “I want you.” I peeled off my t-shirt and threw it to the floor, returning my hands to his chest.

“I don’t think you’re thinking straight,” Grant chuckled lightly. “I think you may have drunk a little too much at the party.”

My hands drifted to his boxers once again, making him realize that I was actually serious about this.

Rose is in love with her brother's best friend, Grant and the feeling is mutual.
Grant doesn’t have a steady home. His mom is never around and when she is, they fight. Trent and Rose is the only stable thing in his life.
Their parents abandoned them and Trent had to step up and become a parent to his little sister, which is why Rose never want to hurt him.

Both not wanting to hurt Trent, they keep their love a secret but the funny thing about secrets is that they never stay hidden.

Will Trent ever find out?

Sophie Hart lives a bustling life in her Los Angeles loft, balancing her career as a successful designer with the demands of raising her six-year-old son, Ethan. One night, exhausted from work, she drifts into a restless sleep at her desk. In her dream, Dominic, her step-brother, enters her studio, and her heart skips a beat. The fantasy is forbidden, a temptation she knows she should resist, yet the thrill of it makes her cheeks flush and her pulse race. Her private reverie is interrupted when Ethan wanders into the room, hungry, and notices a business magazine on her desk with Dominic on the cover. His innocent question, “Who is this?” catches her off guard, especially when he points out that Dominic’s grey eyes match his own. Sophie offers a vague answer, hiding her emotions, and quickly takes Ethan to dinner. Her life is independent and fulfilling, but this small intrusion from the past ignites memories she has long tried to suppress. Later that evening, Sophie receives a letter from a lawyer. Her stepfather, Richard, has passed away after a serious illness. A funeral is scheduled in New York in three days, and her presence is required. Her heart tightens at the thought. Richard, despite the complexity of their family, had always treated her kindly, offering support and praise for her artwork, never mistreating her. Out of respect and gratitude, Sophie knows she cannot refuse. As she watches Ethan sleep, she is filled with conflicting emotions, uncertain about what awaits her in New York after seven years away.

The night Julian Wright orchestrated his "rose ceremony," everyone expected a full meltdown.
They were taking bets—would I show up sobbing, or would I skip straight to the roof? After all, everyone knew I was broke. Without Julian's money, I'd be out on my ass.
But when Julian handed that rose to campus queen Chloe Miller, the ballroom doors never opened. No crying. No scene. The whole party lost its main event.
What nobody knew was that while Julian was busy playing bachelor, I was sitting on his half-brother's leather couch in nothing but an oversized white dress shirt. Bare legs tucked under me.
I glanced up at Vincent, catching my lower lip between my teeth. "Your couch is soaked. Where exactly are you planning to sleep tonight?"
Vincent Wright's throat worked. Hard. He dragged his gaze away like it physically hurt. When he spoke, his voice came out wrecked: "Stay put. I'll grab a towel."
A beat. Then rougher: "Need to get you dry."

Alana is a beautiful girl, kind, cheerful, innocent and sociable. Due to a slander Quenza Alana was kicked out of the house by her parents. Even his family members no longer considered him and removed his name from the family register.

Alana decided to go abroad, namely Germany. While living there, Alana managed to build a company and found a new family who loved her very much.

There, Alana also met a handsome young man whom she had once helped. The young man’s name was Devan Alexander.

Book 1: Loving the billionaire series.

It was supposed to be one night, one night to forget about her cheating fiancé and her lying best-friend. But, one night ended up as a one-night stand with a mysterious stranger Arya Morris knew nothing about.

It was easy pretending that the night ever happened, but then she got pregnant and now, three years later, billionaire Devon Brookes is standing at her doorstep, demanding his daughter, he’s nothing like that night, he’s stiff and colder.

She wants nothing to do with Devon, so she’s pushing him away, how far can she give in? With the temptations that follow, secrets and underlying danger, will they stand together? Does she have a place in his heart to heal him? Or, does fate have another way for her?

Book 2: A game with the billionaire.

Book 3: Taming the billionaire.

Book 2: Loving The Billionaire Series

Six years ago, Emma Roberts left Jeremy Hart because he stole their game and announced it to the whole world as his. She vows to have nothing to do with him.

She built her own gaming company from the ground up, but in order to clock a life-changing investment deal, she needs one thing she never expected, Jeremy Hart, as her pretend boyfriend.

Fake dating is all the rage, right? Nothing can go wrong.

Emma swears she's over him.

Jeremy swears he's just trying to make amends. But when it starts to feel real, Emma knows she can't fall for his charms again, especially when she can't tell if he's playing to win her heart back or if he's just playing to win.

Can they stand together when the past refuses to stay buried? Do they have a place in the heart to heal one another? Because in this game of love, lies, secrets and danger....someone's bound to lose.

Book 1: A Deal With The Billionaire.

Book 3: Taming The Billionaire.

"You don't deserve this", he breathed. His hand glided against my cheek as I slowly lean into it.

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing. Never mind", he brushes it away. I don't think too much of it, so instead I mumble against his hand.

But what I didn't know is what he said was true. I didn't know that I really never deserved any of this. Because the person I trusted the most has been slowly breaking me. Lying to me

But not just a simple lie. It was a lie that could ruin me. Kill me and shatter my heart into a dozen little pieces. And this lie can even kill the life of another. He slowly ripped me piece by piece with a weapon that was made to end me. A dagger shoved so deeply into his pocket that even I couldn't see all along what it was he was planning

His father sends him on a mission to kill the teenage daughter of the man who killed his mother. That is until, he finds himself wrapped around her finger and in a trance of love. Will he complete his mission or leave the past behind him?