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Have you ever wondered what it would be like to date a leprechaun? Probably not. No one really wants to date a two foot tall, red-haired, green suit wearing, money hungry trickster. But what if that leprechaun was a 6‘5“ tall, coal black haired, blue eyed, chiseled god who runs an international crime syndicate out of his hole in the wall bar? What if this millennium old Fae has been infatuated with you since you walked into his bar eight years ago? Would you want to date a leprechaun then?

Quinn is an overworked school teacher/bartender. She is struggling to pay off her gambling addicted brother's debts. Her brother owes a lot of money to bad men and they come for their pound of flesh. Quinn's long-time boss, Ciaran, protects and helps her. He reveals to her that he is more than human and he has loved her since he met her. Which comes as a surprise, since he had always just been her stoic boss.

The night a gunman opens fire in her diner, she doesn’t think—she acts.

She shoves him.

She survives.

But that single moment pulls her into the violent world of the Russian Bratva—and into the arms of a man as dangerous as the empire he commands.

In his world, loyalty is everything.

And she’s about to belong to him

Roxanne never imagined her life would be reduced to a transaction. At sixteen, her parents abandon her, trading her for money to the household of her father’s older brother and his elegant wife, a childless couple desperate for an heir.

Though disguised as family duty, Roxanne knows the truth: she is nothing more than a solution to their problem, a sacrifice to preserve a legacy.

Yet it is not her uncle’s cold, watchful eyes that linger in her thoughts, it is his wife. Alexandra Romanov, with her graceful and composed demeanor, effortlessly embraces privilege, yet a quiet, aching loneliness lurks beneath her poise.

Unsure how to treat a teenage girl, unsure even how to be a mother, Alexandra turns to bedtime stories, whispered tales meant to comfort a frightened child. But in the stillness of the night, the stories deepen into something far more dangerous: unspoken desires, tender confessions, and an intimacy neither woman dares name.

As Roxanne struggles with her role as pawn in her uncle’s scheme, she finds herself bound to the one person she was meant to call stepmother. Love blooms in shadows, hidden in hushed words and stolen touches, but in a household ruled by control and appearances, every moment of tenderness risks exposure.

Trapped between duty, desire, and her longing for freedom, Roxanne must decide whether her “bedtime story” with Alexandra will remain a secret dream or spark a rebellion that could unravel the family’s fragile facade forever.

I'm Kelly. Everyone calls me Speed. I'm all about control. I'm in control on the racetrack. I'm in control of my car. I'm in control of how I fought to raise my deaf little brother. I live for being in control. Except in my personal life, I have no control and I don't know how to handle it. I don't know where I fit. Should I go with what I have been taught all my life as normal or should I give in to myself and let my true desires come out.

I'm Brick. When I first met Speed I could see instantly she needed someone to take control. She needed the Dom in me to help her safely explore her needs and desires. She needed to submit to me and to her true self. She needed me to guide her as she explores who she is and what she wants. She needs a safe place only I can give her to step past what was drilled into her as right and follow her heart.

I'm Gretchen. I'm a bunny for the Renegades. I was good with that until I met Speed. She is everything I could ever want. Before I can make my move she finds out I'm a bunny and won't talk to me. For Speed I'm willing to give up being a bunny and working with Brick to get Speed to bring down her walls. I'm willing to share Speed with Brick so she gets what she needs from both of us. Speed needs us together. We just need to win her heart and get her to accept her true self.

Spirit ran away from her royal family to have a normal life. She wanted to marry for love but instead, she had to marry for duty. Now name Kinnerly she settles in New York City and falls in love with the hotel owner's son Drake. Secrets are places after a banquet in the hotel and the two must pretend to be together until secrets got leaked. And betrayals sets in.

Can they forgive each other?
Will they get married at the end or would betrayal win out in the end?

Stormy, a witch with unique power and lineage she can't remember, lives in a universe where magic is dying and the world is about to end. To save the future she trades her voice for the ability to travel through time.
Stormy returns to the past to unite the magical races and unify the shifter world through a multi-mate bond. As Stormy and her reverse harem embark on a quest to find a way to reunite the fading magic, she struggles to understand a prophecy that promises true love and the heartbreak of betrayal.

I am Murphy, a noble black cat.
My human servant used to be the Chief Paladin of the Holy Church, and every meal he served me was top-tier salmon.
Now, his spine is shattered. He’s paralyzed in bed, charged with the crime of "colluding with the demons."
The Saintess, Elena, strutted in on her high heels to force him into signing a confession, cursing him as a "dead cripple who can't even manage his own piss and shit." His former deputy wants to step over his body to seize power, and has even ordered him to be burned alive.
Well, just so I can secure my future meal tickets, yours truly will just have to step in and clear his name, meow~

Wait. I was this close to going full caveman on my incubus, and you're telling me the store sent the wrong one?

I'd bought an incubus online, hoping for one really good night with him.

But he said no. Every single time.

I racked my brain trying to tame him. Besides plotting to steamroll him into it, I'd even gone so far as to contact customer service.

The poor little chat rep just kept apologizing.

[I'm so, so sorry, hon! We checked, and we shipped you the wrong item. He's a Household-type incubus. He does NOT provide intimate services!]

[Please, please don't get any closer with him! Under the Supernatural Beings Welfare Act, incubi can't be forced into anything, and if one gets pushed to his breaking point, he can suddenly lose control and put your safety at risk!]

A cold sweat broke out down my back. I grabbed Kane's pillow and comforter and tossed them straight out of my bedroom.

I didn't expect him to do the opposite of what I'd figured. He came and knocked on my door...

God forbid black and grey-furred werewolves walked amongst the others.
As royals, the King and Queen had fur white as snow.

The noblemen, their fur was either silver or gold. The commoner’s fur was red or brown.
Then there was me, Deonna, fur as black as coal.

Marlon Roessler was the most honored nobleman, master of the Roessler family, and the only one capable of competing with the King himself.
He spent his life thinking that dark-furred wolves were uncleansed, uneducated, bottomless creatures.

I was a dirtball wolf slave, and I was meant to be repulsed by him. Yet his wolf wouldn’t let him be disgusted; his wolf wanted me, as his MATE.

God must want to kill me faster to make me his mate, especially we have sex after a drug accident.

But after As the weeks went on, it seemed as though my relationship with Marlon has only grown more intense. He came into my room only to have sex again and agian.

A dirty black sex slave. That is what I am.

Until he said, he was mesmerized by me.

He was a young and intelligent 22yr old man who had recently gotten his masters, a few years after he'd graduated from college. Oh, he sure had attended the best schools. He'd attended highschool in a prestigious school in Istanbul, and had gotten his first degree in Dubai. As well as his masters. He was quite educationally accomplished at such a young age. One thing that made his parents very proud.

The only thing, that made his parents proud.

God forbid black and grey-furred werewolves walked amongst the others. As royals, the King and Queen had fur white as snow. The noblemen, their fur was either silver or gold. The commoner’s fur was red or brown.

Then there was me, Deonna, fur as black as coal.

Marlon Roessler was the most honored nobleman, master of the Roessler family, and the only one capable of competing with the King himself. He spent his life thinking that dark-furred wolves were uncleansed, uneducated, bottomless creatures.

I was a dirtball wolf slave, and I was meant to be repulsed by him. Yet his wolf wouldn’t let him be disgusted; his wolf wanted me, as his MATE.

God must want to kill me faster to make me his mate, especially we have sex after a drug accident.

But after As the weeks went on, it seemed as though my relationship with Marlon has only grown more intense. He came into my room only to have sex again and again.

A dirty black sex slave. That is what I am.

Until he said, he was mesmerized by me.

He was the tyrant of the prison, subduing the world's most dangerous inmates single-handedly. He was the shadow ruler of Summit Enterprises Ltd, commanding trillions in wealth, before whom even the governor had to bow. To repay his uncle's kindness, he secretly returned to New York, hoping only to silently protect his last remaining family. What awaited him, however, was the bankruptcy of his family, the humiliation of his cousin, and the mockery of the enemies who once framed him. When a playboy drugged his cousin, when a mafia don pointed a gun at him, when his former lover looked upon him with cold contempt, he simply wiped the blood from his hands. "I granted you peace once. Now, it's your turn to know fear."

"One bite will grant your wildest desire. The second will steal your soul."
Nora Finch wants only one thing: to save the bakery she inherited from her grandmother from bankruptcy. But along with the old bakery, she also inherits one rule that no one is ever allowed to break: never bake Black Velvet Cake.
That rule shatters the moment Prince Aurelius appears at her door. The captivating fae prince offers limitless wealth in exchange for a single slice of the forbidden cake, insisting that only Nora's magic can save his kingdom from destruction.
But before Nora's hands can even touch the batter, the bakery door is violently kicked open. Kael Draven, a cold-blooded dragon knight, swears he will burn the bakery to the ground if Nora dares to bake even a single Black Velvet Cake.
Amidst it all, magical bakers across the city begin disappearing one by one, without a trace, without an explanation.
Nora finds herself caught between two equally dangerous men: a fae prince willing to do anything to obtain her cake, and a hot-tempered dragon knight who secretly watches over her every night.
But the deeper Nora digs into the secret behind the recipe, the more she realizes that Black Velvet Cake is not merely a forbidden dessert.
The cake does not grant wishes.
It slowly consumes its owner, alive.
And the most horrifying secret of all? It turns out to come from Nora's own blood.

When twenty-five-year-old Sonja steps into her regular BDSM club, she expects another night of disappointment or maybe a nice encounter with a nice Dom for a change. As the night went on it seems more like disappointment was facing her yet again, but then she meets John – a Dominant twice her age who she never seen at the club before. With his steady hand and rare ability, her plays with her and guides her into subspace for the first time since she joined the BDSM world. What begins as a single night of trust quickly deepens as John checks in on her every single day afterwards, proving that intensity his dominance comes with care and not just pain, like so many before him. After the first week she already knew he was different she just didn’t know how different he really was.

But by Friday, fate twists their lives together in ways neither of them expected: John is announced as the new CEO of Bradford Rynn Properties the company Sonja works at which means she will be working directly under him as she was the CEO’s personal assistant. Suddenly their secret dynamic collides with the working world. Can they balance the electrical pull of their Dom-sub relationship with the boundaries of the office? Will they want to? Will colleagues, family, friends or the weight of power destroys what they build? What happens when love and an unexpected pregnancy threaten to turn their carefully negotiated roles into something far more complicated?
A story of desire, trust, and impossible choices, this novel ask: how far will they go to protect both their careers and their hearts? Does John’s career even matter to him at the end?

Delve into the world of the Black Aces MC and fall in love with the men who ride hard for their club and the women they would do anything for.
You are in for the ride of your life with these four scorching hot couples.

1- Ruined
2- Truth Forever
2.5- Aces Wild
3- Wicked Games
4- Gentleman Wanted

“You got kidnapped again?” Marcus demands, staring at me like I’ve personally ruined his entire fucking week.

“Technically, I was kidnapped first,” I remind him.

Jarek folds his arms. “Actually, sweetheart, you went out of turn. It was Marcus’s turn.”

“Are you two seriously keeping fucking score?” Marcus snaps.

I shrug. “Well, somebody had to take your turn. You’ve been such a little bitch about it.”

Jarek bursts out laughing.

“I fucking hate being married to you two,” Marcus growls.

“And yet,” Jarek says, pulling him closer, “you keep renewing your subscription.”

⸻

Being married to the president and vice president of the Black Daggers MC means Sable King has two dangerously possessive husbands, a clubhouse full of foul-mouthed bikers, and absolutely no fucking peace.

Jarek King rules the Black Daggers with an iron fist. His husband, Marcus, is the sarcastic, ruthless vice president who keeps everyone in line. And their wife, Sable? She’s the only woman crazy enough to tell them both to fuck off.

Their unconventional marriage has survived rival clubs, betrayals, kidnappings, and enough bloodshed to destroy most relationships.

But when a respected brother defies Jarek’s orders and secretly negotiates an alliance with a reckless neighboring MC, loyalties fracture and the Black Daggers face a dangerous threat from within.

Then Sable helps one of Jarek’s former lovers escape an abusive biker.

And gets kidnapped for her trouble.

Now two furious husbands are preparing for war, a brotherhood is divided, and the men holding Sable have made one catastrophic mistake.

They’ve taken the Biker Queen.

Will the Black Daggers survive the betrayal threatening to destroy their brotherhood, or will loyalty to the wrong man cost them everything?

"I want to taste you, can I?" He asked pleadingly. I was gonna say no, but the thobbing in my nether region said yes.
"Yes," I breathed shakily. He then started to kiss my hip bone trailing as he pulled my paties off.
"Raise your legs," he instructed and I obeyed. He pulled my legs apart and inhaled. "Exquisite," he praised as he lowered his head and gave me a long, luxurious l*ck.
Dionnah Delaney is a hardworking, ambitious African American. She is headstrong and knows exactly what she wants in life. She does accounting plus she runs a successful design business with her other sister Danielle, who is engaged to Johnathan Mulroney. Johnny cannot stop raving about his other brother Mikey who has retired from being a Navy seal and he's coming home just in time for the big wedding.
Dionnah doesn't want love and commitment after her first love broke her heart several years ago. But things change when Mikey steps into the picture. He's a billionaire playboy, who is smug and conceited on top of all that. Even though the two butt heads they can't deny their undeniable attraction. After one night of steamy sex, Dionnah and Mikey agree to never talk about it again, until weeks later when two pink lines show up on a pregnancy test.
What will happen when Mikey wants more than what Dionnah has to offer, will she be able to let love in her heart, or will her ambivalence cause her to miss her chance at happiness and her forever after?

When a botched attempt at love ends with Jake, Myra's crush of five years embracing an unknow woman at a party, fate allows her to meet and spend a night with charming older stranger, Hart.

Believing that being with Hart will help her forget the pain of her failed love, Myra decides to take a second chance at love, only to be pulled into Hart's unordinary life filled with twists and struggles.

Just as Myra starts believing in fate again, Jake reappears in her life witha secret between their families: a secret she needs to fulfil.

Read along to find out who is the destined prince of Myra's love story.

“I asked when you wanted to mark me?” growling i spin to him. I steps back and he step forward slowly. We do this dance until I is up against the wall. “what did you say little one?” he is barely able to control himself, and i am pushing all his buttons. I smirks places my hand opens palmed against his chest. He can stop the purr that leaves his throat. “when did you want to mark my alpha?” my tone teasing making his pants too tight. Leaning down pressing his nose to my neck. Taking in a big whiff of me his cock throbbing in his pants. Running his nose up my neck to my ear. “I’ll mark you when you beg me to.” he tell me kissing just behind my ear.


What do you do when the world is being tormented by the rogue king. She-wolves and pups are going missing. Packs are being attacked and eliminated.In only a few short months after William took over as alpha of the black rose pack his world is turned upside down. In one rogue attack he lost everything. Now he must look to the future of the pack and rebuilt and prepare more questions than anyone has answers two.

Seventeen-year-old Clara Sebastian has perfected the art of staying invisible. Stage-four cancer has narrowed her world to hospital visits, constant medication, and an experimental drug that only postpones the inevitable. When her mother insists she attend a cancer support group just to talk, Clara prepares for pity and reminders of all she is losing.
Then she literally collides with Peter Waters.
Eighteen, charming, and fiercely alive despite losing his leg to cancer, Peter refuses to treat Clara as fragile or broken. Their first encounter is awkward, irritating, and strangely electric. He doesn't see her as someone dying; he sees her as someone fully present. In that moment, curiosity awakens where numbness had taken hold.
What starts as cautious conversations after meetings grows into shared jokes, movie nights, and quiet stolen afternoons…fragile, reckless moments that gently blur the line between friendship and something deeper, something that dares to feel like forever. Peter fears being forgotten more than he fears death itself. Clara understands that every day is borrowed. Together, they seek meaning in the face of limited time.
Clara finds refuge in obsessively rereading a novel that never fully answers what survival truly means. On impulse, she writes to its reclusive author and is astonished when he replies, inviting her to meet him abroad. The journey becomes a pivotal chapter for Clara and Peter, where their love blooms fully, bright and defiant, against the relentless passage of time.
When Peter is gone, Clara is left with profound grief, cherished memories, and the terrifying yet exhilarating courage to keep living.. for him, for herself, and for the fleeting infinity they created together.

As a kid, I took everything apart. The trick was getting it back together before Dad noticed.

After college, that particular skill got me a job as a live-in companion and personal care assistant. The pay was outrageous. So was the challenge of the man I’d been hired to look after. He used a wheelchair, wanted nothing to do with anyone, and had already driven away seven assistants.

His mother took one look at me and decided someone his own age might have a chance.

“Keep it simple,” she whispered outside his bedroom. “Don't stare. Just help where you can.”

Then the lock clicked.

She went white. “Gray? Open the door. Don’t scare your mother like this.”

The house manager's spare key wouldn't turn. Everyone started talking at once.

I pulled a bobby pin out of my hair.

“Want me to try?”

When the door opened, I forgot how to breathe.

Graham Sterling, the golden boy from my high school, sat on the other side of it. The boy I'd spent years trying to get over.

His eyes caught on my face. For one impossible second, I thought he remembered me.

Then his expression shut down.

“Get out.”

“I regret giving birth to a fat useless fool like you, I am ashamed to call you my daughter, just get useful by seducing Parker's brother, and then you can be useful to me.”
“Mom, please stop doing this, I beg of you.”
“You are such a burden to me, I curse the day I gave birth to you, look at my friend's daughter, looking classic but you, you looking like a pig and you won’t stop eating, now I am going to be stuck in poverty because no good looking man will want to marry an old cargo like you.”
“Look at me, I will always protect you.”
“Let’s dispose of her body, this will be our little secret.”
I was beaten, bullied, drugged and killed by the Sinful knights, my birth mother despised me with passion, and the only man who was my first love named Parker used to be my knight in shining armour but after the kiss, I found out he was not different from the others. That old fat ugly nerd version of me is dead and reborn as the lady all men want in their lives. I am returning after six years, just for one goal, to bring doom to the Sinful Knights, they will kneel at my feet and lick my toes, I will prove to them I am the queen and this is my note to them all, “DEAR SINFUL KNIGHTS, YOU ARE MINE!!”

WARNING: This story is rated 18. Strong language, sex, violence, and other content in the story may be offensive to some readers and not suitable for young children.*

Losing the memory of who you were growing up sucks. Trying to find a job after graduating college in a bad economy sucks even more.
For Esmeralda Griffin, being offered a job as a secretary to the CEO of the biggest company in the continent is a once in a lifetime opportunity she's going to grab with both hands even if she has never heard nothing good about him.
When the CEO turns out to be a man she has been previously seeing a younger version of in her dreams, she is confused. When he starts to claim that she's his lost fiance, things get crazy.
For the heir to the stone empire, life has no meaning since he failed in protecting his one and only love. Work, one night stands and alcohol define his very existence but when his new assistant Esmeralda comes into the picture, a new hope sets in.
Could she be the one he has been searching for for years?

Aston Whitmore thought I loved him. Truth is, his mother bought a year of my life for a million dollars.
He thought those 3 AM study sessions were about redemption and romance across class lines. He didn't know I was never watching his pretty face—I was watching the countdown to my mother's kidney transplant payment.
I froze this trust fund prince's credit cards, cut his internet, and nailed him to that desk until his eyes went bloodshot cramming calculus.
When he turned into a guard dog in front of the whole cafeteria, publicly staking his claim on me, all I was calculating was the date that final payment would clear.
Today, he burst through the mansion door clutching his Yale acceptance letter, ready to give me some grand confession.
I was already thirty thousand feet up on a flight to Zurich, staring at that million-dollar deposit notification, face blank as I pulled out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and tossed it in the trash.
No note. No goodbye.
Just one notarized Service Completion Certificate sitting on that empty desk. Terms fulfilled. Transaction closed.

She spat, “Get off me!” and tried to wrench free.

I steadied myself and pinned her gently, drawing her hands above her head with mine.

She smelled of lilac and citrus, a bright, impossible scent that I wanted to bathe in. The sight of her—jaw set, lashes damp—clawed at something low and old in me. I get lost looking into her eyes. I get a sense of her anger, annoyance, fire and fierceness from them. Her scent was intoxicating. My eyes start wondering and tracing the features of her face; her perfect nose, angular jaw, and her polished plump sweet looking lips. It led me down to her throat where I could see her strong pulse on the side of her neck. Her neck led down to her beautiful, heaving chest. I could see the outlines of her sensual curves through her dress. She was impeccable.

Killian has spent his life building walls. A seasoned warrior shaped by battle and loss, he trusts discipline and steel far more than people. The last thing he expects is the fierce, stubborn woman who challenges him at every turn.

Alexandria refuses to be dismissed, and Killian quickly realizes she is unlike anyone who has ever crossed his path. As she fights for respect among warriors who doubt her and navigates tensions within the settlement, their reluctant partnership begins to shift into something far more dangerous than rivalry.

But whispers spread, loyalties are tested, and both must decide what they are willing to fight for.

In a world forged by steel and survival, two warriors discover that the greatest battle may not be on the training ground—but in risking their hearts.

Because sometimes the fiercest storms lead you exactly where you were meant to be.

Dillion and Nash knew each other since they were little. Then Nash went away for almost 10 years and when he came back, he then found his mate. They were somewhat happy and then just before they mate Dillion ran away.

It's been 2 years since Dillion and Nash saw each other, will they ever see each other again or will they forever be apart. Will Nash find out Dillion's secret or will it be hidden forever.

They are Mr. Popular among girls and big-time playboys. They changed girls every night, like changing shirts. Until one day they eyes landed on the girls that hate so much.

His erection solid. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up, turning toward the bed.
I groaned when he deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing against mine, he nipped at my lower lip and sucked it into his mouth.
"Fuck, Raven," he cursed his eyes tracking down my body. "I've tried, but I can't wait any more."


Brutally orphaned and betrayed by her boyfriend Raven flees to Boston, ton call in a one time promise.
But Boston wasn't exactly what it had seemed, and she finds herself integrated into 'The Organization', the werewolf mafia syndicate of Boston.

With her new connections, including the enigmatic and sexy Anthony, an alpha with the determination to make her his Luna, will she finally be able to uncover the ever growing conspiracy surrounding her parent's deaths...and perhaps learn a little something about her own beginnings? Will they be able to save the packs of Boston? And when Darius shows up following the same trail of clues will she be able to sort out her intense draw to both of the two alphas? Who will save that piece inside of her that has been broken for so long?

I'm Silvy. I'm tired of waiting around for Mr. Right. I don't think he is coming. I want a family, badly. So I'm taking matters into my own hands. I don't need to be married or have a boyfriend to have a baby. I am going to have artificial insemination. I ask my friend and biggest man-whore I know, Goof, to help me. He isn't ready to settle down so I know he will walk away when the time comes. He agrees to help me but changes the terms. He wants to have sex with me. I can do that. I mean he is hot as hell. I just have to keep my heart out of it. I may have a crush on the man but I won't let that get in the way of what I want.
I'm Goof. I agree to be Silvy's sperm donor but on my terms. Silvy thinks I'm going to walk away from her and the baby when she gets pregnant. I don't think so. I have been in love with Silvy for over a year. I have been trying to figure out a way to get out of the friend zone. Now I have my chance.

I'm Viper. I had a drunken one night stand. Or so I thought until I got served divorce papers after a meeting gone bad and my wife was the potential client. That meeting almost destroyed my club because I was a fool. I have two choices sign the papers and let her walk away forever but I also fix my mistakes. Or work my ass off to fix my mistakes and make my wife fall in love with me. I chose option two. But there is someone else that wants my wife for himself. I will fix my club and get my wife and this other guy better stay out of my way. I'm not going to stop until I get what is mine.
I'm Sabine, everyone calls me Pixie because of my size. I'm barely over five feet tall. I made the mistake and married a man I barely knew during a weekend of fun. He left me the next morning and I didn't see him for months until I went to a meeting about hiring a body guard with the Reckless Renegades. Imagine my surprise when I see my long lost husband with a skank on his arm. I fired him and had him served papers the next week. I cut off anything to do with the club. Business, friends, you name it. I wasn't going to be made a fool of. He left me so he should have just signed and let me move on with my life. I'm a champion ice skater but I need more. I want love and a family of my own. I thought I found it. Boy was I wrong. Now he is back and says he wants to win my heart.

He kissed me. This is my first kiss.

“I really like you, Everly. I wish that you were my mate.”

“But you have a girlfriend, Colton.”


Supernatural High is a high school for all supernaturals when they turn 17 years old and are going into their senior year of high school. Everyone gets to go there for their last year of high school and hopefully meet their mate.

I am a werewolf and this is my story. Hi, my name is Everly Stevenson and I am a werewolf. I am 17 years old and am a little on the chubby side. I will be going to Supernatural High for school this year. My twin brother, Noah, my best friends Elliot and Bethany, and my crush, Colton, are also going with me. I can’t wait to find out who my mate is. I hope that Colton is my mate. I guess I will have to wait and see.

The hurricane made landfall in New York just as I got off work.
I was standing outside the office with a coworker, waiting for a ride, while my boyfriend's texts came in one after another.
"It's pouring. Don't forget your umbrella."
"Don't cut through the parking garage on the way home. The water's freezing and the floor's slippery."
"Take a hot shower when you get in, and make yourself some tea. Your hands and feet always get cold. Stay warm."
My screen brightness was turned all the way up, and my coworker couldn't miss it. She nudged me.
"Claire, look at you, showing off. You never talk about your boyfriend anymore. Afraid someone's going to steal him?"
The words were barely out of her mouth when a black Mercedes tore past and drenched me from head to toe.
I wiped my face and pointed at the car, already nothing but taillights.
"Somebody already did. That's my best friend in his passenger seat."
My coworker clapped a hand over her mouth.
I held up my phone. The Uber queue had over a hundred people ahead of me.
"We're not getting a car tonight. Let's take the subway."
When we said goodbye at the station, my phone was still chiming with new iMessages.
I didn't open a single one. I just opened my email, calmly, and replied to the transfer offer that was about to expire.
"I'll report to the Miami office next Monday."
Then I turned around and took a different street, one with less water on it.
I can get myself home in the rain.

“You’re the Donovan heir?” Sulien sneered.

“Why? Are you disappointed?”

A pause. Then, almost teasing XL continued—

“Aren’t you supposed to be straight?”

“...Who told you that?”

…

Sulien, a man who has always wielded control, finds his world tilting when this young, ‘weak-looking’ guy challenges everything from his dominance to his sexuality.

Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz.

In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal.

Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her.

Tia never wanted to marry Adam Black But she had no choice, and he certainly didn’t want her at least not at first. Forced into marriage by his grandmother’s wishes, Adam treated her coldly, harshly, and without mercy, while Tia, gentle and soft-hearted, endured it all.

They both fell in love but will that love last forever??

Watch out for the beautiful story of Adam black And Tia Nelson

She was betrayed, she rejected him. The reason? She resulted a BARREN women whom Ace can't accept.
After three years of arrange marriage, Ace and Rica had found themselves in a bed—betraying Selene. She was mad but he show no love, however, when she signed up the divorce papers, things had been stumbling across her paths. She was PREGNANT! How come if she's infertile?
Is she going to tell Ace that she's pregnant with his child? Absolutely no! But what if Ace will know that she is? And decided to chase her? Will everything be alright? Do Selene were ready to forgive him? How are they going to make things work out this time?

Ten years ago, Elizabeth Kaiser was abandoned by her biological father, cast out of her home like a stray dog. A decade later, she returned as a decorated general of Nation A, wielding immense power and wealth beyond measure.

The onlookers waited eagerly for her downfall, only to watch in shock as the elite families of Capitol City bowed before her in reverence.

Elizabeth smirked coldly. "Want to chase me? Better ask my fists for permission first!"

I gasped for breath, clutching my chest, the bloody scene of my former husband's mistress, Kelly, slitting my throat still vivid in my memory. Now, I had been reborn.
The man I once deeply loved, the man with whom I built a business empire, and his mistress, Kelly, were staring at me defiantly.
"Evelyn, this is Kelly. She... she's pregnant. She needs our help. I think we can take her in."
But the weeping Evelyn of the past was dead. The woman standing before them now was a queen returned from hell, ready to burn their kingdom to the ground.
"Of course, darling," I said in a sweet yet venomous voice. "Let her stay. I'm happy to keep my enemies close."
Gray breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know that this time, I wouldn't just divorce him; I would take his gang, his money, his dignity, and leave him with nothing but regret.

After 18 years of wandering alone, Sydney finally returned to her pack, reuniting with her family. But her dreams and aspirations shattered when her sister, Bella, fled on her wedding day with her fated mate, leaving Sydney to take her place in a political alliance with Alexander Torres, the powerful Alpha of the Nightscar Pack. Handsome, wealthy, and commanding, Alexander was everything a Luna could want—except for one thing: his heart belonged to Bella.
On their mating ceremony day, Alexander whispered to Sydney, "The only thing you can get is the title of Luna." For three years, their marriage was a cold, distant arrangement, devoid of passion or connection.
Until one night, when Sydney received a video from Bella—a video that revealed Alexander in bed with her sister.Betrayed and heartbroken, Sydney decided to break the mating bond and reclaim her freedom.
However, Alexander became relentless,refused to let her go. He destroyed the rejection papers and demanded a $5 million compensation fee, determined to keep her tied to him.
With Alexander’s grandmother’s help, Sydney finally succeeds in breaking free from the bond.As Sydney walked away, Alexander’s feeling to Bella wavered, his obsession with Sydney only grew.
Alexander corners Sydney, pinning her against the wall with his powerful frame. His breath is hot against her ear as he growls, “You can try to run, Sydney, but you’ll always be mine,I’ll chase you to the ends of the earth.”

Synopsis: Dr. Camelia Hayes, a famous marriage counsellor has the perfect husband. He is handsome, kind, and successful.

Then one day, she receives an anonymous package containing photographs of seven women.
Each woman dated the same man and each woman disappeared after saying yes to his proposal.

The shocking news: Her seemingly perfect husband is the man in every picture.
The problem is...
The photos were taken years before he was born.

In a world where love is a dangerous game, Leila Castor finds herself charmed by the devil himself. Ben Maloney, with his alluring facade and sweet promises, hides an evil truth that threatens Leila's life. When he betrays her, leaving her to choke on her blood, Leila's thirst for revenge knows no bounds.

And luckily fate grants her a second chance, And discovers she has been taken back in time two months before her death! Will she rewrite the wrongs done to her or set out on a path of retribution against those who wronged her?

Allison was framed, and they said she tried to kill her half-sister, so they sent her to an asylum. For three years, she suffered all kinds of torture, and no one even bothered to check on her. Her own family called her mentally ill, but the truth was her mother betrayed her just to push her illegitimate daughter into the Rogers family and steal Allison’s identity.

She had nothing left except an injured body. But a sudden encounter with the notorious mad dog of the Lopez family became her one advantage. She saved the crippled Jareth Taylor during an underground fight.

Allison slowly walked toward the confused Jareth, who was sitting on the couch with his cane in his right hand. “Elite society calls you a mad dog, but Master Jareth is far more than that. You’re the craziest dog I’ve ever met. Still, I’m willing to become your bait in exchange for power.”

Jareth chuckled, and a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips. “I take both body and soul as collateral. Would you be willing to crawl into my bed and warm my lonely nights?”

I caught his scent before I saw them, my husband's scent, saturating another woman's skin.
Three years. I gave Alexander three years, my father's territory, my people's loyalty, and a slow poison quietly destroying my body from the inside.
I made him — pulled a fallen, abandoned Alpha from the dirt, merged our packs, convinced every dissenting elder, and stepped aside so he could wear the crown I built.
I called it love. He called it convenient.
The night I walked into that ballroom uninvited, his mistress was already on his arm.
By the end of the night, she was on her knees — telling the entire pack she was carrying his heir.
That was the moment I understood: I was never his wife. I was his ladder.
I walked out without trembling. And I started planning.
There was only one move left — to go to the man I had once rejected.
The most powerful Alpha in the word.
The one who never forgot.

A young woman trying to make it in a small town. She was born and raised here, everyone knew her and she knew everyone. That does not make life easy. The lies, manipulation, cover ups. Everyone knows the secrets, they see the scandals but no one is brave enough to say anything. To stand up for her. They will help when it seems like the time is right but they also use and abuse her when the time is right. How will she ever break free and become her own person. Abuse can come in many different ways. Mental and physical are the most common. She nees to get away from her home and everyone in this town. But at what means. What all will she lose?

"You're nothing but a slave."

The Black Dragon King pinned my chin between his fingers, his golden eyes colder than winter.

"The only reason you're alive is because you're useful to me."

I lowered my head.

He didn't know I had once come here to kill him.

Sold into the duke's castle without memories, Alice has spent years as the Black Dragon King's obedient human slave. Every night he summons her to his bed, yet every morning he reminds her that she is beneath him.

Then a dying assassin reveals the truth.

She isn't a slave at all.

She was sent by the Church to assassinate the mysterious duke—the man who is secretly the exiled heir to the Black Dragon Throne.

As Alice regains her memories, she decides to abandon her mission. All she wants is to survive long enough to leave the castle forever.

But fate has other plans.

Augus despises humans more than anything, yet Alice is his destined mate—the only woman capable of healing his dragon power.

He swears he'll discard her once he's strong enough.

She swears she'll never love the monster who keeps breaking her heart.

Until betrayal, war, and an ancient dragon conspiracy force them to choose between the throne... and each other.

When the Dragon King finally realizes she's the only one he can't live without... will his human mate still choose him?

Rowan Vance is good at her job, organizing chaos, managing vendors, and keeping everything running on schedule. It’s a life built on logic, structure, and control.
Until the emails start.
Requests she never sent. Orders she doesn’t remember approving. Materials that shouldn’t exist, let alone be sourced. Every time she pushes back, systems fail, records disappear, and something unseen tightens its grip.
Someone is using her.
And worse erasing every trace.
As Rowan prepares for a high-stakes industry expo, the pressure builds. The same company name keeps appearing at the center of it all: Blacke Industries: a firm with no clear history, no visible leadership, and far too much influence behind the scenes.
Corvin Blacke has spent centuries building his empire on control. His company operates in both worlds, human and otherwise, and nothing moves through his system without his knowledge.
Until now.
Something has breached his network. Something powerful. Something reckless.
And somehow… it’s tied to Rowan.
She doesn’t know the rules.
She doesn’t understand the danger.
But she did something no one else has ever done.
She refused.
Now caught between a force that won’t let her go and a man who deals in binding agreements, Rowan is about to learn that in Corvin’s world, everything comes with a cost.
And the only way out…
is a contract.

Andre Kim has a plan. To Finish his final year of university. Lead his team to a championship. Get drafted into the NHL. Only to fall catastrophically in love with his best friend's boyfriend.
That last part was not in the plan.

When a burst pipe floods his dorm and leaves him with one reassignment option sharing a room with Dylan, science genius, amateur boxer, and the single most beautiful person Andre has ever seen in his life he tells himself he can handle it. It's just proximity. It's just inconvenient timing. It's just the fact that Dylan doesn't even know who he is, despite wearing his name and number on the back of a custom glitter jacket.

"Fuck.."I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust.
[Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters.
"But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him.
"You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him.

On the night of her tenth wedding anniversary, Evelyn Ashford bled out on her own marble floor—poisoned by the husband she spent a decade building an empire for.
With her dying breath, she learned the horrifying truth:

Her marriage was a lie. Her best friend was his mistress. And the son she raised wasn't hers. Her biological child had been stolen at birth, abandoned somewhere in the country’s vast orphanage network while her husband quietly drained her fortune.

Then, her eyes snapped open.

Evelyn wakes up three years in the past, her memories intact and the taste of poison still fresh on her tongue. This time, she isn't playing the dutiful wife. She is playing the predator.

To destroy her husband's empire and recover her stolen son, Evelyn strikes a dangerous bargain with the three powerful titans of Blackwood Enterprises—Gale’s fiercest rivals:

Darren Blackwood: The cold, ruthless CEO who rules the corporate underworld, Aaron Whitmore: The brilliant financial genius who locks down her assets and Caleb Sinclair: The charismatic strategist who turns public relations into a weapon.

What begins as a cold business alliance quickly ignites into something far more intoxicating—and dangerous. Because as Evelyn uncovers the secrets of her past life, she realizes her rebirth was no accident… and the three men standing guard over her were bound to her long before fate rewound the clock.

In her past life, she gave everything and died a victim.

In this lifetime, she’s taking everything back.