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When Emilia Gray awakens from a three-year coma, she's forced to confront a dark and mysterious world she never knew existed. Bound to the powerful Valois family by a centuries-old blood oath, Emilia must navigate a treacherous landscape of supernatural politics and forbidden love.
As she's drawn deeper into the world of the Valois, Emilia finds herself torn between her growing feelings for the enigmatic Luca Valois and her desire for independence and self-discovery.
Will Emilia be able to claim her own power and forge her own destiny, or will the blood oath forever define her fate?"

Rhea Morgan, a partially deaf investigative journalist, uncovers a blood-soaked conspiracy involving corrupt political systems and her own mysterious heritage.
Kellan Thorne is an exiled Alpha vampire who is on the run from the rest. Both Ree and Kellan’s lives intertwine but they soon discover that what they share might soon be torn by dark secrets that have been buried for long.

What happens when one of the most powerful alphas and richest men alive cannot find a mate? Marcus Harrington, son of Elijah Harrington, Leader of the Harrington family and Alpha of the Crescent Blade pack, has been unable to find his Luna which has driven him to be devoted to work but his strength is in question and contenders arise from within and without the family. He does not know who he can trust and at the same time, he develops a deep affection for Elizabeth Norton, a fierce werewolf and activist who decides to stand with him against everyone he faces, forming a bond deeper than even the mating bond. One yet unseen but enemies lurk everywhere and even the family can be a battlefield.

I feel an urgent throb deep between my legs, and I lift my hips up invitingly as the wetness blossoms between them. I bite my lip as I imagine Aleksandr sliding his long cold tongue into my hot wet pussy, exploring the tight pink folds while he eats me out. My nipples harden under the silky fabric of the night dress as heat surges through me, a rush of primal need. But as I moan out his name in my moment of lust, I feel a cold, strong hand clamp around my throat, pinning me to the bed.

His icy blue eyes glitter cruelly in the dying firelight from the hearth as he bares his fangs inches away from my face, his lips parting in a wide smile.

“It’s time for your punishment, little slut,” he growls.


When eighteen-year-old Arianna Eaves meets her new stepfather’s thirty-five year old brother, she’s immediately drawn to him even though he’s almost twice her age. Little does she know, Aleksandr is no ordinary man - and their age gap is a hell of a lot worse than she could ever have imagined.

By day, Aleksandr Vasiliev is a notoriously arrogant drop dead gorgeous billionaire playboy. By night, he's a seven-hundred-year-old vampire, a master of both pleasure and pain. The moment he lays eyes on his brother’s sexy little stepdaughter, he wants her more than anything in the world, and he’ll do anything to have her.

Dive into a world ruled by creatures of the night, where filthy forbidden desires and erotic fantasies are unleashed in a steamy, scorching hot tale of lust and longing that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

Warning: This book contains erotic content, smut and very, very naughty language. This is an erotica romance and contains heavy BDSM. The story starts off with a slow burn then gets extremely hot and filthy as things heat up ;) Enjoy!

The Shadow will rule. A hero will rise. Keriya Soulstar awakens on the other side of the world, far from Allentria, far from the dragon god Shivnath, far from everyone she's every known and loved. She can't remember what happened during her final battle with Necrovar, and she doesn't want to. Besides, she's comfortable in Jidaeln, a country where no one wields magic. She fits in. But Keriya knows she can't hide forever. With her sword—the only reminder of her troubled past—she ventures to a school where she can train with military masters to learn the arts of battle. Under the tutelage of Ansai Viran, the leader of the academy, she takes her first step in becoming a warrior who can finally defeat the Shadow. She will return to Allentria and finish what she started…or she’ll die trying. Contains: Fantasy violence, depictions of PTSD

Half Vampire half Werewolf, meet Van Floyd Vaughn the goofiest of the Vaughn brothers. He loves Aphrodite so much but he never thought that he would also learn to love a woman who would change the course of his life. Cleopatra was always by his side whenever he needed someone to talk to, whenever he was sad and whenever he was hurt. Cleopatra is a cold and rugged white alpha. He was the one who reminded Van that not everything he wants is easy to get. Despite their love, the Black Alphas who want to spread evil in their town will grow strong again and they will need Cleopatra's blood to keep their leader alive, but Van will not let this happen because Cleopatra is just for Van, no one can approach the woman he loves the most.

"Legend has it there is always a reason why souls meet. Maybe they found each other for reasons that weren't so different after all. They were two souls searching and found a home lost in each other. When souls find comfort in one another, separation is not possible. The reasons they are brought together are no accident... Maybe she needed someone to show her how to live and he needed someone to show him how to love."
-N. R. Hart
From "Beauty and the Beast"

A deal was made...
One life in exchanged for many...
Now, seventeen years later, the Devil has come to collect on his favor...

Serenity Matthews was living her best life, surrounded by the people she loved most, until one day, everything went to Hell...Literally. Forced to spend the next six months of her life with the mysterious Zephyr on a dangerous mission to the Underworld, she learns that life isn't as black and white as it seems. Join Serenity on her treacherous journey of Love, Heartbreak, and the discovery of the millions of Grey areas inbetween.

"Mother,"
I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy.
I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear.
She was singing a low-toned lullaby.
"Mother, is it you?"
I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here."
"Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me.
I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach.
"Where are you, mother?"
"Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, "
"Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight.
Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily.
As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded.
He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her.
"Huf".
In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone,"
"Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him.
"Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him.
"Hello, dear."

"You are nothing but a plaything! You exist to be used!"
When the man who once promised eternal love roared these cruel words, Angel's illusion of a happy marriage was shattered into bloody pieces.
Four years ago, endless domestic violence and humiliation dragged her into a living hell. Yet, that physical nightmare was merely the prelude to an even darker conspiracy.
Four years later, she finds herself trapped in a much more terrifying trap. To completely tame her, a mysterious controller is injecting her with a dangerous drug called "Therapyne." It is designed to block out her memory and numb out her emotions, erasing who she is. As her past slips away day by day, Angel struggles desperately on the edge of losing herself, knowing she might disappear forever.
A desperate plea for help becomes her last saving straw. Under constant surveillance, her friend must break into the core office to steal the personal clipboard, the hidden camera footage, and most importantly, a vial of Therapyne.
This is a brutal race against time. When Angel's mind finally goes completely blank, will she still be able to recognize the one who risks everything to save her? Will she break free from the shackles, or will she be reduced to a perfect, emotionless puppet forever?

"The demon is back..."

I stand by my locker. "Puberty must've hit him like a fucking truck. When did he become so freaking hot?"

His strong and big hands tightly gripped around my wrists as he forcefully held them pressed against the door and at the level of my shoulders, feeling my bones hurt so fucking much that I thought they were going to snap after just a little more pressure added.

Yet despite the sickening pain I refused to shed a single tear, challengingly looking right back into his glimmering emeralds.

"I am not afraid of you," I spat between gritted teeth, noticing that devilish smirk tugging at his naturally pink lips.

"How about now?"

He wickedly whispered, feeling my entire body fill with pure fear and horror as I watched his eyes change from their emerald green colour to an unnaturally glowing golden, hungrily gazing at me.

His hand quickly pressed against my mouth, abruptly silencing that scream that was about to erupt.

"I don't care what you think, you are mine!"

"What the..."


Carrie DeLuca, a not quite normal teenager with lots of behavior issues and a seriously fucked-up life, meets the biggest trouble of her life: a werewolf with lots of anger issues and a clear obsession over her...

What can she do? Run as far as possible away from him or stay and try to fight him off?

Everyone in Vellum City knows the name Cole Ashford.
He built Ashford Industries from nothing a self-made billionaire who runs half the city's economy and donates to every charity gala on the calendar. The press loves him. The city trusts him. And nobody asks what he does after midnight.
Nobody except Mara Voss.

Mara is a crime journalist at the city's last independent newspaper, The Vellum Courier. She is not supposed to be investigating the string of strange deaths happening near the waterfront. Her editor pulled the story. Her sources keep going quiet. And three days ago, someone left a dead wolf on her doorstep with her press badge tucked under its paw.
She keeps investigating anyway.

When the evidence starts pointing to Ashford Industries and to Cole Ashford personally Mara does what any good journalist would do: she gets closer. What she does not expect is that he already knows she is coming. What she cannot prepare for is what she discovers when she finally gets close enough to see the truth.
He is not hiding a crime.
He is hiding a war.

And now that she knows, she is either the most dangerous person in the city or the most protected one.
Cole has not decided which yet. Neither has she.

—Don't look at me like you want to eat me! - I yell getting up from my chair, in a sudden and unexplainable rage.
Alex stares at me impassively, swirling the wine in his hand a couple of times untill he drains it in one gulp.
— I look at you like I want to eat you. - He repeats amusedly. - You're absolutely right, little witch. I want to devour you and not only in a sexual way.
I step back in fear shaking my head.
—Are you some kind of cannibal or something?
His eyes sweep over me from head to toe, he lays the glass down on the table and stands up. With slow and measured movements he surrounds the table, coming closer to me.
—Oh no, baby. What I am is worse, much worse than that.


Yolie Bruzain was run over by a car and lives fighting against the constant panic attacks she suffers as a result of the accident. Her recovery is considered a miracle and the girl has always suspected that supernatural forces helped save her life.
Three years after waking up from a coma, she is kidnapped by an enigmatic Greek and she will understand that her suspicions are not unfounded.
Nothing is what it seems, not even she herself is who she thinks she is.

Briar was trained to kill vampires, not become one.

As a feared vampire hunter, Briar believed monsters were simple: find them, destroy them, move on. That certainty shatters the night she is captured by the ancient vampire Alaric desperate to break a centuries old curse threatening the realm of Kaelindor because her blood is the only thing that can save them.

The ritual goes wrong.

Reborn through forbidden magic and bound to Alaric by an unbreakable bloodbond, Briar’s life now depends on his survival. As the curse breaks and Kaelindor is spared, a new conflict rises: the Moonstone, a relic older than vampires themselves, draws the attention of werewolves long thought weakened by its loss.
Caught between immortal politics, rising monsters, and an artifact powerful enough to awaken old enemies, she must navigate a world that sees her as both a weapon and a threat.

Bound by blood, haunted by her past, and evolving into something the supernatural world has never seen before, Briar must decide who she is now.

Hunter. Monster. Or something far more dangerous.

The scalpel pressed against my chest, and I knew this heart would be carved out tonight as a gift for his white moonlight.

Five years ago, I was a medical genius. He was a dying vampire in the sewers. I gave up my humanity to save him, worked three jobs to fund his doctorate.

"Your heart has excellent quality. Perfect for Seraphina's transplant," he said coldly, slicing through my skin.

"Please... I just miscarried..." I weakly gripped the operating table's edge.

"Defective embryo. Good riddance." He cut my brother's oxygen tube, forcing me to cooperate with the surgery.

Blood pooled everywhere as I signed the organ donation form.

A year later, I stood at the pinnacle of vampire power while he knelt in the snow, begging for a drop of my blood to survive.

I poured it out, fertilizing the earth instead.

Peace was never meant to last.

Astrid Monroe —the Last Tribid—has finally survived the battles that nearly tore her apart. With Jason and Killian by her side, her foster family safe, and her sister Nyx chasing love in the human world, life at Velmora Academy feels almost… normal.

But normal doesn’t belong to someone like her.
Whispers of rival academies rise, ancient forgotten gods stir from the shadows, and enemies old and new are eager to claim the power in her blood. And when a new student arrives—mysterious, bold, and far too interested in her—Astrid finds herself caught in a dangerous game of desire and betrayal that could shatter everything she’s built with her mates.
In a world where loyalty is tested, love is threatened, and darkness hungers for her soul, Astrid will discover that surviving once was only the beginning.
Because peace was just the calm before the blood and ruin.

A paramedic with no knowledge of what she is touches a dying man in an alley and reignites something in him that hasn’t burned in centuries. He’s the last pureblood Dragon King, running a corporate empire above ground and a dying court below it. His race is six months from extinction as the last fertile eggs won’t hatch without a Hearthblood carrier, and the bloodline that created the dragon-human shift pact died out generations ago.
Except it didn’t. She’s the last one. Her father was a dragon who abandoned his court to die in human form. Her mother was the human woman who sold his identity to a rival faction before disappearing.
Two people running out of time. One bond neither of them chose. And the only way to save his dying race means she has to become something she didn’t know existed.

Mira Holloway was never meant to survive werewolf territory.

Sent by her coven under false pretenses, she carries a single vial of moon-bound poison and one deadly order: kill the Alpha King before the packs unite and plunge the world into war.

Alaric Bloodhowl is everything Mira was warned about—ruthless, dominant, and feared by every wolf who draws breath. His power rules the packs, his word is law, and his control has never faltered… until the night of the blood moon.

One drop of blood ignites an ancient bond neither of them asked for.

Now Mira is trapped between loyalty and desire, her mission rotting in her pocket as the bond tightens with every heartbeat. Because if the truth comes out, the Alpha King won’t hesitate to destroy her.

And when the blood moon rises again, Mira will have to choose: betray the man her soul has claimed… or doom them both to a fate written in blood.

"Your blood is heavenly delicious, little human..."

He's a vampire prince, and I'm just a human girl in his arms like a fragile doll. I know he doesn't usually leave blood donors alive for very long, that's a mystery to me.

"I promise to be gentler this time...", he whispers, and I moan, holding onto his shoulders as I feel his sharp teeth pierce my skin.

I feel him squeezing my neck a little harder, and it's turning me on more.

I feel him moving away from me quickly, and I sit down on the bed, putting my hands on my neck and feeling my skin hurt.

"I want to do much more than just bite you, Sophia, but I'm controlling myself as much as possible because I don't want to hurt you, little human...", he whispers, looking at my lips.

He doesn't put his fingers inside me, he just keeps stroking my clit in a way that makes me feel all the pleasure he's giving me right now.

"Oh!"


The world has been taken over by vampires and werewolves.

Sophia grew up in a world where humans are slaves made by vampires, she grew up in a world where vampires rule over humans. Everything has changed since the domination of the world by supernatural creatures.

Sophia's worst nightmares have come true, vampires and werewolves now exist.
The young girl will make a very important choice to save her mother's life, Sophia will become the blood donor of a vampire prince, she doesn't want that, but that's the last option she has.

Sophia saw her father killed by vampires and has always hated supernatural creatures, but everything will change when the young human falls in love with a protective werewolf.

Adam is one of the strongest werewolves and is one of the guards of the vampire castle, Sophia's job never involved feelings, but she will realize that she is in love with a vampire prince and a protective werewolf.

Who will Sophia choose?

This story is about a girl named Lila who was born to a human mother Melody and vampire hybrid father Lance . Lance did not know what he was until his father a vampire king came looking. His bloodline will allow vampires to eat human food and walk in the day. Lance was drawn to Melody because she was a direct descendant of Adam and Eve. A hybrid can only make another true hybrid if their mate is a descendant of that bloodline. Melody had to go through a test by having sex with multiple other vampires during a one night ritual to prove she is going to be loyal to Lance. Once the test is past she will be properly married in the eyes of the vampire coven. Lance and Melody eventually have a baby girl, Lila, that they hide from the king. They know her fate will be the same as Melody's and they do not want their daughter to suffer the same awful experience as she did. An opposing coven figures out Lila is a hybrid and does a recon mission to get close to her. Eventually they have to hide within the vampire king's coven. Lila will propose a list of men her grandfather and father approve of and they have to apply to date her. She falls for two of them, but one of them will betray her and she is able to make her choice, but not after going through hell.

"In the shadows of fate, blood is the ink that writes the prophecy. No matter how hard you fight it, destiny flows through your veins." Her blood was like liquid fire; it attracts and destroys, but what if it attracts the wrong and destroys the good?
Gwen had always thought there was nothing particular about her. She was just a normal she-wolf living with her grandma who restricted her from most things for unknown reasons and a best friend whom she wasn't so sure considered her as one. Then she met her mate, a blue-eyed male whom she was supposed to live the rest of her life with was already mated to another and lied to her face without remorse. Then her grandma died, leaving her with tons of questions.
Now Gwen could only find the answers on her own. Was she just a normal white wolf with a moon mark on her head or was she the magnet that attracts nothing but trouble and destruction?

Christian Hall is a young science student who travels to Pennsylvania to visit his parents for the summer , without imagining that strange events in the city would lead him to meet a world he had only read in old and fanciful history books , in which he never believed . After being bitten by an unknown creature in the forest , he begins to feel changes he had never experienced , until he realizes that he has ceased to be human forever . Hiding his new identity will be a challenge as he struggles with an insatiable desire for fresh blood .

Chloe’s life is painfully ordinary. Overdue bills. A nightmare boss. Zero excitement. Everything changes the night she takes a wrong turn home… and sees a man get murdered. Now she has only one protector, and he is more terrifying than the killers chasing her: Dominic Moretti, a cold, calculating mafia king in the making, obscenely powerful and allergic to weakness.

His solution is brutal in its simplicity. Marry him. Play the role of his perfect wife. In return, she gets to stay alive.

She was supposed to survive University.

That was the plan. Get the scholarship. Keep her head down. Ignore the strange symbol she's drawn her entire life without knowing why. Pretend the nightmares, missing memories, and impossible feelings mean nothing.

Then one night at a club drenched in blood and silver lights, a monster looked at her like he already knew her.

And said: She's mine.

By morning, the world Lena thought she understood is gone. Vaelthorn University isn't a normal school. Creatures she thought belonged in myths walk the campus in daylight wearing expensive coats and dangerous smiles.

And Caelum Ashgrave, the terrifying man with mercury eyes, keeps appearing everywhere she turns. He says he needs her. He won't explain why.

The deeper Lena falls into Vaelthorn's hidden world, the more the questions multiply. Why does the pendant her mother gave her pulse like a warning? Why are her childhood symbols starting to mean something? Why does Caelum look at her like she's the answer to fifteen years of searching?

And who built the scholarship that brought her here in the first place?

He's been waiting eighteen years.

In a world where art starves and blood sustains — what price would you pay just to survive?
Ivory Marwood has nothing left. Unpaid rent. Canvases nobody wants. A city that swallowed her whole without noticing.
Then the whispers find her.
Luné Devain. An underground auction where the wealthiest, darkest people bid on things that should never have a price tag.
She becomes one of them.
Marketed as a living artwork — a muse, a thing — Ivory stands beneath the lights while powerful men decide her worth.
One doesn't raise his paddle. He doesn't have to.
Bidder Number 24. Rage Lenoir.
A smile that feels like a warning. Eyes shifting from sapphire to amber. And something underneath older than wealth, older than power, older than anything she has a word for.
The last of something the supernatural world buried and prayed would never resurface. A vampire who was once a wolf. Two bloods. Two hungers. A predator even ancient councils refuse to name.
He just bought her.
The deal: three drops of blood a week. Every debt cleared. Every dream funded. A Blood Bound Contract sealed not in ink — but in crimson.
She should run. She signs instead.
Just business, she tells herself.
But nothing about Rage is simple. Not the amber burn when someone gets too close. Not the growl that sounds less like a threat and more like a claim.
In a world where immortality comes at the cost of humanity and love is the most dangerous indulgence of all — can a bond forged in blood, and sealed in something far more ancient, survive?
Or when the final drop falls, will the very agreement that brought them together be the thing that tears them apart?

When Lydia Mark slays her brother’s murderer in the subterranean vaults of the Mark estate, she expects execution. Instead, the chaotic prison break unleashes Damon Thorne—a legendary, terrifying underworld sovereign who spent five years locked in solitary confinement. Claiming an unpayable life debt, Damon slaughters her uncle Julian and drags Lydia into the night. With both syndicates believing she was abducted, Lydia becomes the most hunted woman in the city.

I bought a handsome, aloof incubus from a clearance sale online to be my live-in maid.
For a week, he was perfect. Then he started fainting, his skin burning with a fever no amount of rest could fix. Panicked that I’d somehow overworked my best employee, I called the 24/7 Aphrodisiac (companyI bought him from) helpline.

Ma’am, our incubus models have a demonic lineage and you have got a high-output model. They have near-infinite stamina. They don't get 'feverish' from vacuuming. But... why did you have him doing 'housework'?"
"Because the house was dirty?"
The agent suddenly chuckled. "Ah, I see. Everyone has their own fantasies and kinks. Roleplay is very popular. But tell me, according to the log, when was the last time Xanthos received physical intimacy?"
"Huh?"
"Physical intimacy," the agent repeated. "Love, spoiling, skin-to-skin contact. If a male incubus doesn't get intimacy, his internal energy stagnates. They fall sick. Male models are much higher maintenance than females; they need constant affection to stay healthy."
My blood ran cold. "Affection? I bought him to mop the floors!"
"Ma'am," the agent's voice dropped. "You are on Aphrodisiac. We are the world's leading provider of supernatural escorts. Did you... did you not read the site description?"

Turns out, I hadn’t bought a demonic domestic servant.
I’d accidentally purchased a high-maintenance supernatural escort.
And apparently, if I didn’t start showing my “maid” some affection soon, he would die and I would be jailed for abusing my maid.

When the ocean begins to decay, a siren princess is forced to leave the depths and seek salvation from the very predators who once hunted her kind. The nocturnal empire thrives on sea-blood to sustain their immortality, and instead of diplomacy, she finds herself captured—her voice coveted as a weapon capable of enslaving even the undead. Assigned to guard her is a vampire lord untouched by her deadly song, a mystery that draws her closer to him despite the danger. But as the tides creep onto land and corpses surface along the shorelines, she uncovers a devastating truth: the curse poisoning her kingdom is tied to her own power—and to the vampire whose existence may be the only thing keeping her world from collapsing.

If her voice can save her people but destroy the world above, will she choose her kingdom… or the one heart she was never meant to claim?

The anonymous post’s warning came true. I was trapped in an endless loop of death.
In my first life, I took on a high-risk surgery, only to be brutally stabbed by a grieving family member afterward. Thirteen fatal wounds left me bleeding out on the floor.
In my second life, I faked an injury to avoid the operation, only to be shoved down a steep flight of stairs, resulting in extreme head trauma and a snapped neck.
In my third life, I performed the surgery alone. My reward was a cold gunshot straight through the skull.
In my fourth life, I live-streamed the entire procedure. The surgery went flawlessly, yet my throat was still slit, and my skull was crushed by a heavy blunt object.
On my deathbed, I finally glimpsed the horrifying secret hidden within the patient...

My name is Arabella. I sold 20 years of my life to become a vampire’s attendant after my father’s death in order to help my family. I should have been scared of blood and fangs, but instead, I long for my master's touches.

What I didn't know was that my desire for him would bring me nothing but destruction.


“You taste delicious.” He licks his lips, pulling me closer to him.
The warmth of his skin against mine, and the soothing rhythm of his beating heart calms me a bit. I relax my shoulders and lie there with my head on his chest.
“Ara, I'm your master and it’s my responsibility to keep you safe, but I failed today.”
His words sound sincere, and I really wish I could believe him.
But all vampires are monsters.
He just happens to be the monster I wish I could trust.

My Vampire Master: A Contract of Blood and Lust is created by Angeline Hartwood, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

All of a sudden there was a growl that ripped through the room and the band stopped playing and I heard something smash. Like it was a wooden chair or something.
Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason.
But I didn't know who he was. I was frozen in the spot and this man was just staring at us with pure hatred in his eyes. But then I realized that the hatred was for Mason. Not me.
"Mine." He demanded.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content， minors are not allowed to read!!!）
Victoria was raised in the mountains where she was abandoned. After her father's accidental death, her mother remarried a wealthy man.
Upon being brought to the city, she discovered that her mother wasn't heartless, but had given all her love to her favored stepdaughter.
Victoria was then married off to the unconscious Edward. Who would have thought that on her wedding night, she would have her pants taken off by her 'vegetative' husband Edward?
Help! If only she had known, she wouldn't have treated Edward. After he recovered, she realized that her husband possessed not only wealth but also a lot of energetic sperm!
Pregnant Victoria, sought after by top doctors, became a prominent figure. Those who had bullied her were in tears. Even the proud Edward was flustered.
This outstanding Victoria was his discovery, so why were people coming forward to claim kinship? Oh well, his wife was too formidable. Whether he was the richest man or not didn't matter; he didn't mind becoming a son-in-law.
Victoria wanted to refuse. She wanted to return to her rightful life and walk the path of a wealthy heiress, with this young and handsome man... No, no! Her back was sore! Edward at home was insatiable!

The day I came home carrying the Royal Pack's highest honor, the one that names its strongest warrior, I pictured Irene's proud smile waiting for me, and Chase's arms wrapping around me.

Then I cross into Crescent Moon Pack territory and the smell hits me. Blood, thick enough to make me gag.

I claw through the scorched wreckage like something possessed, not even noticing my nails tearing, blood running down my fingers.

And then I find her. Irene, the one person who'd ever shown me real kindness, lying in the ash. Not breathing. Gone.

Three scents linger in the air, all of them familiar: Garrett. Ivy. And Chase.

I follow the scent to the lakeside lodge, and that's when I hear Chase, his voice dripping with that same gentle warmth I used to love. "Who cares about Irene, as long as you're happy."

Something in my head just snaps.

"Traitors don't get to live."

Tonight, they're all going to join Irene in death.

I had one plan for the summer after my college classes ended. I needed a job since I recently lost mine and my apartment. I can’t stay with my brother forever. I need my space back, and I am sure he needs his, too.

But all that is about to change when my brother’s best friend Paxton comes to stay for the summer, and my plans go out of the window.

To the rest of the world, Paxton is a millionaire rockstar who is a bad boy who screws around and is always getting himself into trouble he shouldn’t be. To me, he is the guy who was always around until he left and forgot about me. My first crush. My first love when I was a teenager, even though I knew he would never be mine. Back then, he was a good guy with a huge heart and someone who would do anything for anyone. He had become a shadow of himself.

What I didn’t expect was that one summer would change everything. I didn’t expect Paxton to see me in a different light. I tell myself I am over him and have been for a long time, but things change when we begin to spend more time together. I see the old him coming through, the real him, the one I fell in love with all those years, but none of it matters because nothing can ever happen, no matter how close we become. My brother would kill him. We would never work. I am just an ordinary nerdy girl who loves to lose herself in the world of fiction. And someone like me should never be with someone like Paxton. I would never fit into his new world. He would never be around in mine.

A slave, that’s what he called me, what they all called me, his property to do with whatever he wished, and by definition he was right. He owned me.

It began with my ancestors something along the lines of my great great great grandfather owing the stupid warlock a favour and not having the means of paying the conventional way. So, he did what anyone would I suppose, he sold his daughter to him, signed a contract that would give my master full control over her and all her children, then her children’s children and so on. Until me.

When I decided to run away, I met another Alpha who claimed me as Mate.

“Who did that to you?!” He growled deeply, causing me to jump and step back. Alpha scowled menacingly, his eyes skimming over my body in anger, stopping at my neck and wrists.

Why was he so angry?

I looked down at my body, at the old scars and new bruises that lined my petite form, the welts still present on my wrists from the silver chains. This is what happens when Balthazar takes a liking to you, he hurts you, torments you.

“I’m a slave.”

“A slave?” Blue eyes gasped in horror, some of the wolves around us whining.

My husband, Julian, tells me he's flying to Italy for a month, business trip.
I check the calendar and freeze. His birthday falls right in the middle of that month. Alone, in a country where he knows no one outside of work.
I tell Margaux, my mother-in-law. She doesn't hesitate.
"Then we go," she says. "We surprise him."
My brother Dante is the only family I have left. For years I've told the Whitfields he just runs some business in Italy. They don't know the rest, and they never will if I can help it.
The second we land, I call him, give him the hotel name.
"Got it," he says, distracted. "I've got things to handle first. I'll come see you after."
Margaux and I check out the hotel restaurant before Julian even knows we've landed. Dinner, and a look at how the family's investment is running.
Food's good. Service is fine. Then the bill comes.
I glance down at the bill.
Dinner for two: 180,000.
Market-price seafood surcharge: 45,000.
Imported wine corking fee: 20,000.
Private dining ambiance fee: 60,000.
A dozen more line items after that, none of them making any sense.
Numbers that don't make sense. Charges I don't recognize. Margaux and I trade a look.
"Get us the manager," I say. "Now."
A woman walks over, chin already tilted up.
"I am the manager," she says. "If you can't pay, what's the point of complaining?"
I almost laugh. What kind of place is my own family running here?
"I'll take this up with the owner myself," I say.
She smiles, slow and pleased. "My husband happens to own this restaurant."
My stomach drops.
This restaurant belongs to the Whitfields. Belongs to Julian.
Since when did my husband become someone else's?

My five-year-old daughter is being bullied at school, and the one behind it is the son of someone who claims to be the Luna. That means one thing: my Alpha mate has cheated on me. I am the daughter of the wealthiest Alpha, and after my mate bonded with me, he inherited my father’s Alpha title. Little did I know, I had been hiding my true identity as an Omega for years, only to end up in this tragic situation. Now, I’ve decided to stand up for my daughter and take revenge on that scumbag! It’s time to show these wolves who the real Luna is!

Introduction: I spent 20 years cultivating alone in the forest. Returning home, I discovered my brother, who had cared for me since childhood, was missing. They said he died under the terms of the contract, an "accident." The Magic Guild made me wait in line for two months. I waited three days, only to be greeted by a wagon delivering potion ingredients to a murderer. Since your laws don't protect me—then I will be my own law. I will show you with my fists what a melee mage truly is.

He owns my mouth. My body. My fucking soul. But I never said he could have my heart. Eli’s been chained before and it damn near killed him. So when he’s caught running through Blackthorn pack lands by Ronan Vale, the savage Alpha of a ruthless pack, he's horrified when the brute marks and claims him. But Ronan doesn’t just bite. He binds. With ropes, with rules, with a voice that makes Eli's knees go weak and a touch that turns resistance into hunger. The bond between them is feral. And Eli hates how much he wants it, how much he wants Ronan, even when he has him spread out and shaking, marked and owned, begging to be filled so he’ll stop feeling empty. Eli swore no one would ever own him again. Then came the Alpha whose bond feels like a brand and a promise all at once. He hates how much he wants it. Ronan’s voice. Ronan’s hands. Ronan’s brutal, worshipful need. This isn’t love, it’s obsession. And Eli is afraid that he's starting to like it.

Veronica's whole world turns upside down when her parents are murdered. She becomes the Donna of her father's mafia. After many betrayals and heartache, she finds the love of a man. The man turns out to be the soon to be El Jefe of a Mexican drug cartel. Will their love work? Will their relationship just be the sex or will it be the real love she has always wanted?

She wore black to her wedding.
He smiled when she defied him.
And together, they sealed a marriage in blood.

Lucia Moretti was meant to be a sacrifice, a bride bartered for peace. Dante Vitale was meant to be her cage, the ruthless Don feared across Italy.

But fire doesn’t bow to steel.
And when defiance meets obsession, vows become chains, and blood becomes the price of survival.

The night before our mating ceremony, my Alpha boyfriend was tangled up with my brother's fiancée.

He was my brother's ride-or-die companion, and the son-in-law our pack cherished most.

My brother was devastated by this betrayal and charged toward the border that very day, never to return.

Yet everyone kept urging me to forgive them.

His comrade pleaded: "Kael knows he messed up. For the sake of all these years of brotherhood, just give him another chance."

The Elder advised: "I know you're angry, but he's now our pack's Alpha. Making things too bitter won't be good for your future either. Elara, let it go."

Even the usually fair Council Chief was persuading me: "Elara, he's a war hero. It's not easy for a pack to cultivate an Alpha... some things... require considering the bigger picture."

I stopped arguing and simply knelt before my brother's grave for an entire night.

Then I submitted my severance application and moved to new territory with my parents, who had gone white-haired overnight.

Before leaving, Kael blocked my path with reddened eyes: "Elara, do you hate me this much? Won't you even give me a chance to atone?"

I looked at him calmly: "Your sin, like my brother's life, can never be repaid."

After that day, he continued rising through the pack ranks, earning honors, as if nothing had ever happened.

While our family stayed away for three whole years.

I thought I'd never have any connection with Kael again in this lifetime.

Until a recall order brought him back before me once more.

"Elara, long time no see."

My husband locked our fouryearold son in a 20°C wine cellar for his mistress. Our boy froze to death.
Lawyers silenced me. I was cast aside.
Three years later, I returned.
At a glittering New York gala, I tore apart every lie Liam and Mia had built. Liam begged for my forgiveness—but I had a solid anchor by my side, and I would never forgive him.

"I, Leigh Troy, will never mark a low level Omega, especially those who try to use tricks," he said with complete disgust.
Abandoned by the Moon Goddess, betrayed by her boyfriend, and despised by the Alpha who marked her, things couldn't get worse for Iris.
After being betrayed by her lover who chose another as his mate, Iris unexpectedly enters heat. Her pheromones attract the dominant Alpha Leigh Troy, who marks her.
Leigh is convinced that Iris deliberately seduced him with her pheromones, so he despises her and swears never to accept such a conniving person as his mate.
This misunderstanding leads to constant conflict between them, yet also draws their hearts closer together.
With the arrival of Leigh's brother, Chad Troy, as a potential love rival, Leigh must choose whether to fight for Iris, who has been forsaken, or accept a high ranking Omega as his mate.

Seventeen-year-old Elara Ward has spent her life being forgotten and shuffled between foster homes and small towns that never remembered her once she’s gone. But the dying town of Willowmere is different. The air hums with whispers, the lake no longer reflects the moon, and something ancient is stirring beneath the willows.

When Elara follows a strange light into the woods one blood-red night, she crosses the veil and a boundary between the human world and the Lumenwild, a realm of living moonlight and haunted shadows. There, she’s marked by an ancient power known as Moonfire, a symbol burned into her skin that pulses with the rhythm of the twin moons above.

Saved by four mysterious men who are named Cael, their golden-eyed Alpha; Kian, the lightning-tongued rogue; Auren, the silent watcher; and Nyx, the shadow who walks between worlds and Elara learns that her arrival has reignited a prophecy buried in legend. The Riftborn, creatures of bone and smoke, are returning, and the mark she bears is both a weapon and a curse.

In the heart of the Lumenwild’s glowing forest lies the Sanctum, a stronghold where wolves walk in light and the Moon’s will is law. There, Elara begins to uncover the truth, her crossing was no accident. The veil didn’t just let her in but it had called her home.

As the moons draw closer and the bond between Elara and the wolves deepens, she must choose whether to embrace the power that could heal a broken world… or unleash the one that could end it.

Because the Moon is awake again and she remembers her chosen.

I took a submachine gun bullet for Mafia Don Vincenzo Lombardi. I drank poisoned wine for him and bore his heir. To the the entire syndicate, I was his loyal cleaner and lucky talisman.
But the moment he seized ultimate power, he brought her home—my "pure and fragile" adopted sister, Vanessa.
For her, Vincenzo shattered my knees, handed over my title as Donna, and turned my own son against me. He dismissed my broken heart, claiming I was being petty and that she was merely "joining the family."
Yet, the innocent Vanessa was a monster in disguise. She ruthlessly slit her own mother’s throat—the woman who raised me—and locked me in a sub-zero freezer.
When Vincenzo finally pried the heavy iron door open, there was no pity in his eyes. He only offered a cold command: crawl and beg his pregnant new Donna for forgiveness.
Wiping the bloody ice crystals from my lips, I looked at the man I had loved with my life, and rasped my final words: "Vincenzo... I'm dying."

I was accused by my beloved Alpha, Kael, of "spiritual mark plagiarism," and he even added the "soul-burning curse" to the blazing fire. He whispered, "This is all for our future."

Before I jumped off the cliff, I finally understood — this was all just to awaken my bloodline power.

After the fall, the blood moon cracked open, and black light enveloped me. To my shock, I was reborn seven days before the trial, with the Shadow Queen bloodline awakening within me.

Upon my return, I found Kael still making “spirit herb soup” for me every day. I secretly poured the soup into a flowerpot, and the flower instantly withered. The doubts in my heart grew clearer.

At the Moonlight Spring, I caught him and Lyra in an intimate moment. When I confronted him, Kael said, "I got close to her for you." He said it so casually, yet my heart was shattered like glass.

In this entangled web of love and betrayal, can I succeed in my revenge?

There are times in our lives when we have to make choices, choices that change the course of what was already expected.

Giovanna Rinaldi was taught throughout her life to be grateful to God and to accept the choices her family made for her life. When she finds herself trapped in a marriage with Lorenzo Bianchi, she is surprised at how feelings can arise and things finally fall into place.

But nothing lasts forever, she has always known that her family is full of secrets, but Giovanna has learned not to question anything for a while, but when some secrets come to light, nothing stops her, she longs for answers.

In the meantime, Lorenzo's past comes knocking, Giovanna's life declines and she realizes that she never knew her husband. That's when she finds a sincere friendship in Brian, an engineer at the RBC company, which may at some point develop into something more.

On a journey of learning and in Brian's company, Giovana can finally discover what True Love means.

In a remote and isolated village, there exists a road known as the "Mysterious Road." The local residents avoid it like the plague, believing it to be fraught with terrifying paranormal occurrences. However, a renowned paranormal researcher named Sarah decides to unravel the enigma behind this road. Alongside her team, they venture into the village on a dark and ominous night.

As they begin their investigation of the road, they encounter eerie signs such as lurking shadows in the darkness, haunting sounds filling the air, and other paranormal phenomena. Their every attempt to uncover the truth only worsens the situation, and they realize they may have awakened something far more malevolent than they could have ever imagined.

In this harrowing journey, Sarah and her team must fight for their lives and unveil the secrets of the Mysterious Road before it's too late. Can they escape the road alive or will they be trapped forever in unimaginable horrors?

This novel combines elements of horror, psychological tension, and gripping uncertainty to create an adrenaline-pumping experience for readers.

Katy is a human, but there was something special about her. Her blood is the most alluring thing the vampire's had ever smelt, and just like that, Katy's normal miserable life was turned upside down when she got lost in a world filled with vampires and many vampires came after her for her blood, but neither of them was as dangerous as Domenic Darkshadow the prince of the Vampires. He protected her but not for the right reasons, Domenic wants her amazing blood all to himself, and maybe that's not all he would take from her.