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Lana Moore wakes up from an accident that changed her life with memories that are full of holes and the name of a stranger on her lips. Adrian.
It's cold. Strong and untouchable.
And somehow connected to everything she can't remember.

Lana is taken to Paris under the pretense of safety, but she has to live next to a man whose eyes show both rage and desire. Adrian Blackwood is a billionaire with secrets that go deeper than the Seine and feelings he won't talk about. Lana finds old letters, hidden pictures, and a kiss from the past that she can't deny anymore, and their fragile truce is broken.

Lana starts to see the truth as rumours of betrayal spread and new enemies close in:

Adrian might have loved her at one time.
He might still love her now.
But he could also be the one who wanted her to leave.

Lana has to find out the truth about the man who protects and hurts her on the glittering streets of Paris, where there are rooftop confessions, masked desires, and storms that break both the sky and the heart.

Is he the love of her life?
Or the reason her life fell apart?

Danger comes back when memory comes back.
And the truth could destroy them both.

"Who are you, Sebastian?"

"I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?"

As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?"

"The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel."

Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take.

"What are we doing, Sebastian?"

"Anastasia, let me show you.”

Vampire Master, Sebastian Belmont, has been carved to perfection for over two hundred years. Drawn to danger, he dangles his fingers in all that is supernatural and has great power beyond compare. Ruthless, yet charming, he rules his empire with an iron fist.

With a line of scorned ex-lovers left behind, this charming Vampire is set to cross paths with Anastasia Santi.

Anastasia Santi is a young girl that has great aspirations and desires all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she dreamed of as a child. She is strong-willed and always finds herself in some sort of trouble she needs saving from.

Though one fateful night, Sebastian crosses the line and sets his life in a new direction. A destiny toward a great legacy and to all things that goes bump in the night.

But the ultimate sacrifice lies at the end…

Liara Haysbert's whole world revolved around her books and her family. She didn't want to find her mate just after turning eighteen because she wanted to become a doctor first. A part of her didn't wish to find her mate because she was scared that her mate would reject her. Because she used to struggle to speak in front of anyone, as she had been mocked her whole life because of her nerd nature.
But life had another plan for her when out of the blue, her part crossed with her fated mate, a rogue.
None of them wanted each other to know the problem that they might face in the future, but neither Liara could muster the courage to speak in front of him, nor did he talk with her.
"I, Liara Haysbert, da..daughter of Brandon Haysbert rejects…." Immediately she realized that she didn't know his name. "Ple..please tell me yo..your name." She whispered.
"Name?" He finally spoke for the first time in front of her. Liara grabbed her clothes tightly, hearing his voice. "I don't have a name, Liara. Everyone calls me by different names; you can choose one to reject me. The options are Bastard, Killer, Asshole, Black, Red, Speed, dickhead, Beast, heartless, leech, dog, etc. The list is too long."
Liara's heart sank upon hearing this, and she soon realized what the hell she was going to do. She kept staring at him without blinking her eyes for a while before speaking. "Theodore."
It meant 'a gift of god'. And he was indeed a gift by Moon Goddess; otherwise, they wouldn't have been 'FATED MATES.'
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Book 4: Fated Mates: Love Over Everything (Ongoing)
Book 1: Billionaire’s Ex-Wife & His Hidden Babies (Completed)
Book 2: My Mate is a Witch (Completed)
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The cold scalpel pierced my chest without anesthesia.

"Elizabeth, Sophia's heart is failing. You love me so much, won't you give her your heart?" My husband, Daniel, smiled gently as he cut me open alive.

In my last moments, I realized his years of devotion were a lie. I was nothing but a walking organ bank for his precious adopted sister. For him, I had driven away Matthew—the only man who truly loved me, the man who went mad avenging my death.

I died in excruciating agony and endless regret.

Then, I opened my eyes. I was back in the dressing room on my wedding day.

Daniel stood before me in his white suit, holding a bouquet, playing the perfect groom.

"Elizabeth, are you ready?" he asked affectionately.

This time, I didn't smile back. Instead, I grabbed a fruit knife and plunged it toward his chest.

The blind, naive girl is dead. In this life, I will tear off your hypocritical mask, make you pay in blood, and give my whole life to the man I once pushed away!

"Strip!" he ordered.
"No way am I doing that!" I spat back defiantly.
"Well then... If my little wildcat wants to play house... Be my guest, sweetheart!" His tone was dripping with mockery as he began closing the distance between us with calculated steps.
My eyes widened in horror at what he brandished in his right hand. He was holding a pair of gleaming scissors!
"Your body is absolutely breathtaking, my dear wife. I can't wait to explore every inch of you." His tongue darted out to wet his lips in anticipation.
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] BSDM. NO CHEATING!
My wedding was a day I looked forward to the most throughout my teen.
I couldn't contain my joy at the prospect of marrying the man who had been the object of my affection for such a long time—my future husband. But who would have thought I was merely a naive girl believing we shared similar emotions?
My entire world came crashing down when my wedding night turned out to be the most horrifying night of my whole life.

Elena Moretti was supposed to marry the respectable brother, the one she was meant to love, not awaken the monster in the other.
Elena Moretti dreams of a happy ever after with her childhood best friend, Rafael Rossetti Romano, the one man she has loved all her life. Instead, she collides with Nikolai Rossetti Romano, the cold, ruthless mafia heir who looks at her like he wants to ruin every vow she has ever made.
One ride from the airport.
One forbidden spark.
And suddenly her fiancé’s brother is everywhere, too close, too protective, too hungry.
Nikolai is the man she should fear, yet he is the one who sets her skin on fire.
When Elena uncovers the deadly secrets buried inside the Rossetti empire, the line between danger and desire disappears because the only man willing to burn the world for her is the one she can never have. She belongs to his brother.
But her body aches for him.
And Nikolai never shares, even though their marriage was just on paper.


When I sit in my fiancé’s lap and kiss him softly, I expect warmth… not danger.
But then his brother, the mafia werewolf boss with a temper that shakes the room, growls my name. One word. One warning. One jealous roar that makes the entire room fall silent.
He storms out, but not before giving me a look that scorches my skin.
Minutes later, as I walk into the kitchen, a strong hand yanks me into a dark room.
His hand.
His fury.
His lips crash into mine, hard, bruising, hungry until I’m breathless, shaking, and needy
His mouth drags to my ear, his breath hot against my skin as he growls:
“I don’t forgive easily, firefly.
And when I’m jealous…
I burn worlds.”

"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?

"You broke up with me at a time I needed you most... You said I wasn't the one you love... You called me a whore... You said I wasn't your type to begin with... So what would you have me do?"

"Beg!" Michael answered instantly. "I expect you to beg for mercy."

"You don't deserve my plead, Michael. You don't worth my tears..." She was about to go further when Michael kissed her roughly to the point that she was having a hard time to breath.

"Is that why you sold yourself to Kelvin?" He asked after releasing her lips.

Nora wiped her lips with her knotted hands. She looked at him and without fear, she said, "Whoever I sell myself to is none of your business. As a whore that you called me to be, you shouldn't keep counts of how many men if I f**k with." Her response made Michael very angry. He had no choice but to push her and rape her only to find out she was still a virgin.

Would Nora be able to love again? What will she do if Michael begs for a second chance.

When the ruthless billionaire Raymond Craig traps the innocent Clara Hamilton in a contract marriage, a bitter fate begins. He needed an heir, he needed revenge. Clara needed to save her father. But amidst a loveless agreement, family intrigue, and threats from the past, could a seed of love possibly grow? Brace yourself for a dark romance filled with emotional turmoil, betrayal, and the struggle toward an unexpected happiness.

“You like that?” I growled, my voice thick with lust.
“Yes,” she says in a breath, her head falling back to give me better access. She moaned, her hands holding my hair as I continued to tease her. I stopped kissing her, my eyes never leaving hers as I slowly began to undress her.
I traced the lacy edge of her bra, my fingers teasing the soft flesh beneath. I unhooked it, letting it fall away to reveal her perfect breasts. I dipped my head, sucking one nipple into my mouth while my other hand toyed with her other nipple, my fingers pinching and rolling it.

Ariana has always been the weakling of her pack, a runt who endured years of mockery and abuse. Her only hope for salvation was the fated bond she shared with Lycus, the powerful Lycan King destined to be her mate. However, when Lycus rejects her under the influence of a generational curse that clouds his heart, Ariana is left broken and cast aside.
With enemies closing in on all sides, Lycus must convince Ariana to give him a second chance. But can she forgive him in time to harness her hidden power and stop a greater evil from destroying everything she loves?

Cassandra Lake has the kind of life anyone would dream about. She has the perfect boyfriend, a great best friend and amazing parents. One night all of that changes.
When she's in a car accident and wakes up with no memory her parents think the best thing is for a fresh start. but when she starts dating her doctor and things move from fairytale to brothers grim its up to her to put the pieces back together to save her own life.
Who will she turn to? A life she knows nothing about or the man that hurts her every night.

Leonardo Marco Rossi, a mafia boss, is obsessed with Jenna Smith and wants to marry her, but Jenna is in love with Frank Richardson, a poor young man whom she's engaged to, so she turns down the mafia boss's romantic overtures. Scorned, Leonardo tells her, "Your love or your life!"

Knowing that Leonardo doesn't make empty threats, Jenna runs away with her lover but Leonardo's men are hot on their tracks.

Would Jenna succumb to the pressure of becoming Leonardo's wife or would she lose her life in the process of defying the murderous mafia boss? Would the love that she and Frank have for each other be strong enough to weather the storm?

When Araminta is forced into an arranged marriage with the cold and mysterious Noah, she vows to seek her revenge. But his piercing gaze and possessive nature make it impossible to ignore the spark between them.

Noah has his secrets, and Araminta’s fiery defiance only draws him closer. As their chemistry intensifies, hidden truths and dangerous enemies surface, threatening to destroy them both.

Is their love strong enough to survive the shadows, or will the secrets they keep pull them apart?

“Royal Love Beneath The Lies” is a gripping story of passion, betrayal, and the thin line between love and hate.

She was his fated mate-until he cast her aside. Marked by rejection and left to pick up the shattered pieces of her heart, she swore she would never let herself be broken again. But fate is relentless, and when a second chance mate steps into her path, she faces a choice: risk her heart once more or guard it behind the walls she built to survive.

Yet love is not the only battle she must fight. The rogues are rising, their threat creeping closer like a storm on the horizon. War is inevitable, and with it comes the ghosts of the past-secrets buried, betrayals unmasked, and a reckoning that could tear everything apart.

As the lines between love and loyalty blur, she must find the strength to face her enemies and herself. Will she embrace the future waiting for her, or will the scars of the past hold her back when it matters most?

The heart can heal, but only if she dares to let it.

“Let me come, please.”‬ She pleaded, trying to rock her hips despite my grasp.
“Tell me your name and I’ll let you.”‬ I teased her again with a single stroke of my fingers.
“Cadella.”‬ She dropped her head back.
“Your whole name, mouse.”‬ I snarled, wincing when I heard the harshness of my tone.
I thrust and out of her taking my time, hoping she didn’t pick upon my anger.
“Evander. Cadella Evander. Please let me come, please.”‬ She gasped and begged as her hands gripped the cushion edges.
“Good girl, little mouse.”‬ I grinned and increased my pace, bringing her to her orgasm quickly.
I kissed the inside of her thigh, pleased I gotten what I came for.
Cadella Evander.
I had a name.


Cadella, an ordinary history student, met a mysterious man during a history project trip.
The ancient castle, the sealed vampire king, the faceless man in her wet dream, leads her into a series of dusty secrets and a forbidden lover.
Little did she know, the wheel of fortune begins to spin when Cadella opened the silver door with her blood.

Awakened from the seal, Vasile, the Vampire king, the handsome devil turned out to be the new history professor at Cadella’s school. Will Cadella survive the school year under the possessive watchful eyes of Mr. Vasile? And was their fated eventful encounter worth risking everything? Could love really grow Can love really grow again amidst hatred and darkness? Or maybe love never went away but was sealed away……

When you promised me forever, I didn't know it meant one year.

Avah's life takes a wild turn when a night of passion with billionaire Roman, both of them drugged, leads to an unexpected marriage forced by his grandfather. Initially, their connection feels promising, but shadows from Roman's past soon appear in the form of Amelia, his first love.
As Amelia schemes to reclaim Roman's heart, Avah finds herself battling betrayal and misunderstanding. When a shocking confrontation leaves her vulnerable, Avah is thrust into a world of deceit and danger. But after a tragic event leads her to rediscover her true identity as a wealthy heiress, as well as the attention of visibly striking suitors she must decide: will she seek vengeance or a chance at love or perhaps both?

Caught up in a gamble costing him dearly, Marcus sells his stepdaughter Sarah to a handsome werewolf mobster named Lucius. He said that he could quickly help Marcus if Marcus gave him something valuable. Sarah had no idea that her stepfather was capable of such a horrible thing. Every night, Sarah cried and tried to escape.

Can Sarah escape from the cruel Lucius? Or will they love each other?

I catch them mid-twist on the SoHo couch we picked out together—Ethan's shirt crumpled on the floor, his hands fisted in Layla's hair, her dress hitched high on her hips, her head thrown back in a gasp that curdles my blood.
My fingers go slack on the doorknob; the Lombardi's bag, his favorite chicken parmigiana, my promotion celebration, slams to the hardwood.
Violet's world shatters the moment she walks into her own living room and finds her husband tangled up with her stepsister. The man she loved. The sister she trusted. Both betraying her in the most humiliating way possible.
Now, with her marriage destroyed and her heart in pieces, Violet vows to take everything from them—her husband's empire, her stepsister's peace, and her own power back.
But when a mysterious billionaire, Liam Knight, walks into her life offering partnership and passion, Violet finds herself torn between revenge and the chance to love again.
Will she burn her enemies to ashes… or risk her heart one more time?

Renne conrad was born a royalty, she’s beautiful, fierce and trained to lead the ironborne pack after her father. Until one night, when her home was raided and her father was slain by the ruthless Lycan warlord, Luca Brosovic. He claimed her throne and left her begging for death, yet he woudnt kill her, death was too kind, he chose to keep her alive and break her, to remind her of everything she lost. Once a princess, now a servant beneath the boots of the monster who destroyed her, Renee swore that one day she would spill his blood herself.

Yet, vengeance becomes a dangerous game when hate begins to twist into something else, something hotter and far more forbidden. Each command enslaves her heart a little more, because Luca isn’t just cruel, he’s intoxicating. He punishes her and protects her, the more she resists, the deeper she’s drawn into his dark orbit, a connection they both felt but neither can explain.

But beneath Luca’s passion lies a secret that could destroy them both, a truth about her father’s death that will rip open old scars and expose the real reason Luca spared her life.

Now, caught between the man she swore to kill and the one she cannot stop wanting, Renee must decide which will consume her first her thirst for vengeance or the taste of his lips.

Five years ago, Lucy broke up with Alexander because of his ‌poverty‌.
After their reunion, Alexander offered ‌millions for just one night with her‌, ‌stomping the check under his foot‌ and demanding she ‌crawl over‌ to pick it up.
As the truths of the past were uncovered piece by piece, Alexander realized ‌how gravely mistaken he had been‌.
Four years later, she returned, ‌a phoenix rising from the ashes‌, reborn... but she had ‌forgotten him‌.
Yet, loving him remained an act ‌ingrained in her very blood‌.
Alexander thought he loved Lucy ‌deeply enough‌, but she ‌always loved him just a little more‌.
"Then I entrust ‌the rest of my life to your care‌."

Lily king married kyrian Brandon out of loyalty, but she stayed for love.

She paused her adventurous life for three golden years, caring for her gentle disabled husband she secretly admires. When kyrian regained his strength and ability, his past returned, haunting him in the name of his first Love, Tracey.

Blind to the sacrifices Lily made and driven by a quiet, terrible misunderstanding, Kyrian asks for a divorce in the cruelest way possible. Devastated yet resilient, Lily must rebuild her life while battling the shadows of her own trauma.

Later on, as regret consumes Kyrian and the truth of Lily’s pain and trauma slowly unravels, they both face the hardest question of all:
If love was never spoken, can it survive the silence?

The day our parents remarried, my entire life descended into unrelenting hell.
Jace, my stepbrother, hated me on sight the second he walked through the front door.
Like a relentless ghost that haunted my every waking moment, he stole every girl I ever cared about, one by one.
I hated him for seven long years, convinced he only got off on grinding me into the dirt. Until that drugged night at the hotel...

I'm Riley. Orphan. Motorcycle mechanic. And the biggest fool in Texas.

For ten years, I thought oil tycoon Colt loved me. His adopted daughter by day, his woman by night. I actually believed his whispered promises in the dark.

Then I watched him announce his engagement to someone else.

"Your father saved my life. You're my responsibility," he said when I confronted him. Like I was some charity case. Like everything between us meant nothing.

I was never his girlfriend. I was his guilt.

But here's the thing—I never asked to be anyone's debt.

So I'm packing my tools, starting my bike, and getting the hell out of here.

The healer gave me exactly seven days to live. My mate, Lucian, was spending them on a private island with his ex-fiancée.
I asked him over text if he would mourn me when I was gone. He replied with an automated transfer of $888.
Three years. Three years of being his liar, his manipulator, his gold-digger. Three years of cold disgust every time I needed my Alpha.
This time, I just left my terminal prognosis behind. I didn't touch a single cent.
I had spent a brutal year fighting to stay alive. Now, I didn't have to prove I wanted to.

I died the night I refused to postpone the engagement party.

The morning after my death, my parents were still having breakfast with my sister Blair, excitedly planning her award ceremony.

Before I died, the only person who answered my desperate call was my mother. I was being chased by kidnappers at the time, and I begged her to save me, telling her I was dying. But she said, "Stop being so dramatic! You're just trying to get our attention. If you want to die so badly, then go ahead and die."

That was my last call for help before the line went dead, and then I was struck by a car.

I lay on that dark road, bleeding profusely. They thought I was just sulking, hiding away to get attention. They thought if they ignored me, I would come back and apologize to them.

They didn't know I was already dead.

Four months pregnant, I went to the bar to bring Connor his wallet, only to overhear a conversation that made my blood run cold.

"She's so controlling. Billy and I can barely breathe," my husband told his friends. "I'm taking Kelsey to the countryside for three months of therapy. I'll just tell Nadia it's a parent-child program abroad."

The worst part? My ten-year-old son Billy would cover for him.

Then I had a miscarriage. In my darkest moment, Connor said he'd use experimental hypnotherapy to help me "forget the pain" so I wouldn't suffer or cling to them while they vacationed for three months.

I agreed.

But when he got everything he wanted, he regretted it.

I spent five years waiting for a wedding, only to watch his first love move in—pregnant, sleeping in our master bedroom, wearing my wedding dress.

She said the baby was his. He believed her.

She said I pushed her. He believed her.

She said I was eaten up with jealousy. He believed her.

But me? He didn't believe a single word I said.

The day I tried on my wedding gown, gunfire erupted. My fiancé shielded her and ran, never once looking back. He forgot that the woman left behind in the line of fire was the one he was supposed to marry. In that moment, my heart turned to ash.

Then came the report from his men—

"Boss, we couldn't find Miss Celeste..."

And so, this cold-blooded mafia king finally learned what it felt like to lose something.

Too bad. Some things, once lost, are gone forever.

My husband and I've been married for three years, and he's been messing around with her the entire time.

Hugging and kissing her on set, whispering flirty lines in interviews.

Everyone online calls me a pathetic stand-in.

I never get mad. I just smile and help him smooth over every rumor.

That is, until I accidentally got pregnant and secretly had an abortion.

He was furious, his heart shattered, demanding to know why.

I cupped his face and said calmly: "Because I don't love you."

The one I truly love is his dead brother.

When the wedding reached the ring exchange, a shocking video suddenly played on the banquet hall’s giant screen—footage of me being kidnapped and humiliated.
"You filthy whore, how you dare to dream of becoming my Luna?"
"I, Alpha Roderick Padilla, reject you, Adele Franklin, as my mate."
My fate mate—Alpha Roderick—renounced me on the spot and turned to slip the ring onto my bridesmaid Jessica Weaver’s finger instead.
Amidst the jeers and scorn of the crowd, I fell from the red carpet.
Jessica’s brother, the rogue Alpha Dwayne, silenced the room with a gunshot. Then, holding 999 roses, he dropped to one knee.
"Adele Franklin, will you accept me, Dwayne Stokes, as your mate?"
The crowd watched, stunned, as I searched his face for answers. Was this pity?
Overcome with emotions I couldn’t yet name, I nodded.
"Yes I do.".

When her husband killed their son to honor his supposedly deceased ex-wife, she never imagined that two years later, the ex-wife would return—bringing her son back… but not intact. Betrayal, secrets, and stolen love collide in this gripping, heart-wrenching story of revenge and second chances.

Emery’s undying love for her late mother drove her to do things only a desperate person could understand. To save her mother’s company, she agreed to marry a man twice her age. There’s no way she could escape the miserable truth, but on the day of the wedding, she married the wrong groom who turned out to be the wealthiest man in the country.
It’s like the Heavens gave her another chance and she won’t let the chance slip away. However, can she withstand the tension whenever her fake husband is near her? What if she falls for him? Will he catch her? Or she’d fall into a more complicated situation?


Every man's dream was to watch their bride walk down the aisle towards them, however, the beautiful dream turned into a nightmare when Terrence found a different woman under the veil. His bride ran away and he was forced to marry a stranger. To make everything more complicated, he just got appointed as the company President and he needs to maintain a good reputation.
Keeping his fake bride by his side is the only choice left to him. However, how can he deal with his self-control when the woman he mistakenly married is a total goddess of temptation?

For my fiancée’s career, I was willing to be the ghost designer behind her for five years.

Until the day of the key bid, she stole the blueprint I had spent two sleepless years perfecting and signed it with the name of her useless first love.

The drawings are gone You can draw them again He needs this project to survive Be sensible she said, impatient when I confronted her

I did not argue My heart went cold I calmly left my engagement ring and my resignation letter and went to Europe

In just three months, without me, she became disgraced and buried in debt While I won Europe’s highest architectural gold award

I watched the once proud her soak in icy water for five hours just to earn a trace of my sympathy

I handed her a basic junior interview form with indifference Want to start over Report to the front desk Start with errands and work your way up

A betrayed politician’s wife.
A rebel alpha with nothing to lose.
A town crawling with secrets.
And a war waiting to ignite between blood and fang.
Calla Hart thought the worst thing her husband could do was cheat.
She was wrong.
After catching Senator Blake Hart in bed with a vampire, and learning he’s part of the Crimson Order, a vampire mafia that wants her blood.
Calla runs. Not for love, but for survival.
Because what’s in her veins isn’t normal.
She hides in Ravenridge, a decaying supernatural border town where monsters walk like men and shadows bite back.
A place where the veil between worlds is wearing thin.
There, she crashes -literally-into Axel Cain, the 20-year-old Alpha of the Vanguard Pack, a feral biker gang that patrols Ravenridge like outlaw wolves. Axel doesn’t do politics. Doesn’t do mates.
And definitely doesn’t do soft, wealthy women from the city.
But something in Calla’s scent sets his wolf on fire.
And when he learns who she’s running from-and what she really is-he makes a choice that will cost him everything:
Keep her close. Claim her.
And start a war that could burn the veil between their worlds.
Extra Note for Readers
This is a slow-burn paranormal romance with steamy heat, deep emotions, and an age-gap dynamic.
She’s older, hunted, and secretly powerful.
He’s younger, dominant, and doesn’t play nice.
Together, they might save the town… or destroy it.

"I will make them pay for making you suffer," Lukan said to me.
"Why me?" I asked, swallowing hard. "I'm not good for you. I killed my parents. I might repeat the same mistake."
"I don't care about that," He replied, his voice steady. "I bought you because I want to mark you and make you mine."
How do you survive when the only life you've known has been taken from you?
At six years old, I was branded a murderer—blamed for something I didn't understand. My wolf was bound, and I became a slave to my cruel aunt and uncle. For fifteen years, I endured their abuse and believed the lies they told me.
Until the day I was auctioned to the highest bidder: the arrogant Alpha Lukan.
I thought being sold would only bring more misery, but instead, it brought me to the powerful and mysterious Alpha of the Nightbane Pack. He was ruthless yet kind, cold yet tender, and he looked at me like I was someone worth protecting. Like I mattered.
But nothing is ever that simple.
Why did he choose me? Why does he keep me close yet seem so distant, like he's searching for something I can't see?
When the Moon Goddess decides to play chess with your life, you have no choice but to move with the game. And with every step I take, new secrets rise—each one threatening the fragile happiness I've just begun to feel.
Now I must decide:
Am I just another pawn?
Or can I become the queen in a game I never asked to play?

Bianca McIntyre once had it all—wealth, power, and the promise of a fairytale life. But when tragedy struck and her family died, she made the mistake of trusting Marcus Steele, the charming heir who became her husband. For three years, he betrayed her, drained her inheritance, and shattered her heart. On their anniversary, she caught him in bed with her best friend—and walked away from everything.

On a flight to Spain, broken and desperate, Bianca met a mysterious older man who offered her three nights of freedom. Three nights of passion, escape, and raw desire. She never asked his name… until fate revealed the shocking truth.

Her stranger wasn’t just any man—he was Leon Steele. Marcus’s father. The ruthless patriarch of the Steele empire.

Drawn into a forbidden affair, Bianca finds herself caught in a dangerous game of lust, power, and betrayal. Marcus wants to destroy her, Leon wants to protect her, and secrets threaten to tear everything apart.

Now Bianca must fight for her legacy, her heart, and the child who could change everything. But will she survive her father-in-law's forbidden passion?

When I ended up in jail for the crimes my boyfriend Bob committed, he used and abandoned me, marrying the Alpha's daughter Lisa. After my release, I became a wedding planner, organizing their wedding.
Little did I know, the Alpha himself would come to meet me for his daughter's wedding. And to my surprise, as he approached, I heard the voice of my wolf Susan deep inside me.
"mate..."
His scent of lavender and sea salt overwhelmed me completely.
Unbelievably, the handsome, wealthy, and charming Alpha is my mate?
Could I possibly become my ex-boyfriend's mother-in-law? Though, there are rumors that the Alpha killed his former Luna...

Coming home to find her fiancé in bed with her cousin should have broken her, but Blair refuses to fall apart. She's strong, capable, and determined to move on. What she doesn't plan on is drowning her sorrows in too much of her bosses scotch... or ending up in bed with her ruthless, dangerously charming boss, Roman.
One night. That's all it was supposed to be.
But in the cold light of day, walking away isn't so easy. Roman isn't a man who lets go-especially not when he's decided he wants more. He doesn't just want Blair for a night. He wants her, period.
And he has no intention of letting her go.

"I didn't marry him for love. I married him to survive."
Amara Kline, a woman defined by her lifelong habit of seeking safety through silence. To rescue her family's failing logistics business, she enters a three year contract marriage with Gideon Moore, a billionaire who views the union as a purely clinical transaction.
While Amara endures systemic mockery from Gideon's status obsessed family and dismissive staff, Gideon maintains a stance of emotional negligence, believing her capable of handling the abuse alone. The story follows Amara's internal struggle with low self-worth as she transitions from a passive victim into a woman who reclaims her voice.
After discovering her marriage was orchestrated through fraudulent debts, she legally maneuvers to seize her family's assets and leaves Gideon to face the consequences of his passivity. Ultimately, the sources track a journey of self-actualization, where Amara's eventual success forces an unraveling Gideon to realize that forgiveness must be earned through genuine change rather than wealth.
Gideon broke her heart. Now, she's going to break his bank.

She was the girl they broke. Now, she’s the woman who’ll destroy them all.
Penelope once thought love would save her. Julian the golden boy of the Callister Pack was supposed to be her forever. But one night shattered everything. Drugged. Humiliated. Framed.
Her best friend and her mate betrayed her in the most brutal way imaginable, and the pack she once called home cast her out like filth.

Whipped. Starved. Left to rot in the Ashborne Pack dungeons. Her innocence was replaced by something colder and sharper. A year later, the world thinks she’s forgotten. Forgiven.
They couldn’t be more wrong.

But when her father strikes a deal with Alpha Daemon Callister’s father, Penelope is forced to move into the mansion of her enemy. She swore she’d make Callister pay.

Her plan was simple: seduce Alpha Daemon, destroy Callister, and take back everything she lost. Make Callister jealous. Make her watch as she sank her claws into Alpha Daemon, Callister’s father. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable.

She would seduce him. Use him and then walk away, satisfied.

But revenge turned into obsession.
Not hers. His.

Daemon wasn’t supposed to fall.
Wasn’t supposed to crave her like a sickness.
Now, he watches her every move.
Marks her skin with his mouth.
Kills any man who dares to look at her twice.

He knows about the age gap.
But he doesn’t care, he doesn’t just want her love.
He wants her submission.

Because now that she’s in his bed,
he’ll ruin anyone who tries to take her away even if it means destroying his own blood.

On her wedding day, Hannah Sears is forced to hand over her wedding dress to her stepsister, Aspen, who is carrying the child of Hannah's lover, Jeffrey. Betrayed and heartbroken, Hannah must watch her beloved marry her stepsister.
The pain deepens when she is forced to marry someone previously intended for Aspen, all to pay off her family's debts.
Enter Alden Harrison, the son of a near-bankrupt billionaire. Known for his rough and cold demeanor, Alden is confined to a wheelchair after a tragic accident. Marrying Alden becomes an endless nightmare for Hannah.
But Alden makes Hannah an offer: "Follow my lead and I will take revenge on all those who have wronged you."
Will Hannah and Alden's union be a beneficial alliance? Can Hannah seek her revenge and find closure in this unexpected marriage?

I was born a girl — and immediately erased.

Raised as a boy.
Obedient to the last breath.

They had one final instruction:
transition, marry the woman they chose,
and disappear completely into the lie.

I refused.
So they killed me instead.

I died with a cursed pendant around my neck
and hatred in my heart.
That hatred broke the seal.
The gifts my bloodline had buried for generations —
I woke up with all of them.

To stay out of my parents' reach —
already hunting me down to finish what they started —
I stopped going home.
I moved into the school dormitory instead.
A boys' dormitory, specifically.

Four roommates.
I knew who they were.
I just didn't know them yet.

That changed.
So did other things.

The glances that linger a second too long.
The small, deliberate ways they find to stay close.

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he asks and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend, but he never saw me as a woman. He always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Something was off in the air when he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and the fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I would ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real or if I wasn't hallucinating.

The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away because of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

His tie hung loose, his eyes darker than sin. The scent of whiskey lingered on his breath as he leaned closer.
"Tell me to stop," he murmured, the words brushing against my skin like a dare.
"You're drunk," I said, staring into those grey eyes as my heartbeat filled the silence.
He smiled faintly, his gaze trailing from my hair until it fell on my lips.
"Drunk," he whispered, his thumb grazing my mouth as if testing how soft it was, "but not blind. You want this as much as I do."

After her husband's mysterious death, Mara Lawson becomes the center of a scandal threatening to destroy the powerful Lawson empire.
Elias Lawson, her late husband's twin, is everything she should resist—dangerous, magnetic, and forbidden.
David Hale, her ex-lover, the man who walked away once and now wants forgiveness… and another chance.
Between the man who broke her and the one who could ruin her, Mara is caught in a web of passion, guilt, and secrets that could shatter them all.
Because in the Lawson world, love is never pure—it's just another sin waiting to be punished.

"And if I tell you to kneel right here, right now, behind the circulation desk where anyone could walk in?"
Her core clenched—I could see it in the way her thighs pressed together, the tiny hitch in her breath.
"I'd do it," she whispered.
A slow, predatory smile curved my mouth.
"Good girl."
From a ruthless CEO introducing an innocent librarian to the dark thrill of contractual b**m, to a silver-fox professor unraveling his brilliant student's composure in late-night "tutoring" sessions, these stories revel in the delicious tension of experience meeting curiosity.
The majority of the collection revolves around intoxicating age-gap romances: older, commanding men—billionaires, mentors, mysterious strangers—who awaken the hidden cravings of younger women hungry for experience.
Expect unapologetic, detailed smut: rough dominance, slow teasing edging, bondage, spanking, oral worship, orgasm denial, and breathless, sheet-soaking climaxes that leave characters (and readers) trembling.
If you crave erotica that doesn't just turn you on but completely blows your mind with its depth, intensity, and heart, this collection is your next obsession."

The God of this world had grown angry and frustrated yet again.

His world was supposed to entertain him!

It was supposed to be fun to watch!

Yet, every single guy in his world only practiced Magic all of the time!

This was so boring!

"Alright, that's it. I need someone else, someone who actually has some originality to show my world that there's more than just Magic. I need someone that is willing to destroy themselves and others on his path to power. I need someone that doesn't crack under any mortal danger."

"I should check out that other planet. Yes, you!"

Alex was an ex-fighter trying to come to terms with normal life. Sadly, his life ended in tragedy, but before he could enter the afterlife, he was pulled away by a God that wants him to fix his world.

Watch Alex as he dominates the world of Mages and becomes the only Sword God in a World full of nothing but Mages!

In his effortless pursuit of success, Cage finds himself in a web of humiliation and constant conflict when his role as a waiter at a prestigious hotel puts him face-to-face with his wife's powerful boss, Mr Augustus.

During a high-stakes business meeting, Cage's dignity is ruthlessly attacked, leaving him torn between defending himself and protecting his wife's career.

Their relationship is put at stake test as their confrontation creates a chain of events that threaten to shatter Cage's marriage.

Born as the rightful heir to a legendary and reclusive dynasty, Ethan was heartlessly abandoned by his own father. For years, he, his mother, and his adopted sister survived on nothing but hope, enduring a life of bitter poverty and constant humiliation from everyone around them.

To save his sister from a terminal illness, Ethan was forced to sell his pride, signing a three-year marriage contract that turned him into a "useless" live-in son-in-law in the eyes of the world. He became a shadow, silently enduring the whips of mockery and scorn.

But fate has a way of shifting. With his sister mysteriously missing, his mother’s health failing, and the Vance family—the very people who cast him out—suddenly knocking at his door, Ethan stands at a crossroads.

Will he continue to wear the mask of a failure, or will he unleash his dormant power and reclaim his stolen throne?

The absolute rise of Ethan Vance begins now.

“Farewell to you who never deserved the love I gave. I want you to suffer as I did, to feel the pain as if they were your own; every agonizing second of it.” I smirk as my throat stings, coughing up more blood. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes, a satisfaction I never expected I’d feel at my dying moments. “N-no! I’m sorry, please . . . please don’t leave me!” he held me close to his trembling chest, his sobs reverberating through the air — the last I breathed in before I gave in to death’s arms.Or so I thought. In a world of power and love, Morana Everette, the Luna of the Dark Moon Pack, basks in a life of perfection until fate intervenes. Her husband's true fated woman emerges, shattering her idyllic existence and casting her aside. In a final act of sacrifice and a dying curse, she finds herself swapping bodies with her husband, and with his emotions still intact, she is forced to experience the attraction towards the girl who ruined her life. While Logan experiences the agony she once endured in her past. As deities continue to play with their destinies, emotions run high, loyalties are tested, and the cruel game of switch unfolds. Can they break free from this cycle of misery, or will they forever be bound by fate's twisted design?

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he ask and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend but Jack never saw me as a woman and rather he always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Just that, something ws soff in the eau he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I will ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real ot if I wasn't Hallucinating. The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away bechause of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

Olivia Adler moves from Chicago to East Texas after escaping an abusive marriage. In a desperate bid to overcome the pain and humiliation of divorce, she buys a house sight unseen. The cheery yellow a frame house in the woods looked to be the perfect sanctuary when she bought came across it online. Determined to make a new life for herself, she throws herself into her new community. Soon she has a new group of friends teaching her the Southern Way. A hot blonde that just wants to make her happy. Plus plans to renovate the old house into the current century. She hopes the renovations will fix all the light anomalies creating weird shadows in all the mirrors and pictures. It would be so much easier to focus on the new her if she didn't keep hearing footsteps from the locked room upstairs.