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"I Thiago Osvaldo reject you Odette Orson as my mate and future Luna of this pack!!!" He yelled out as I halted in my tracks for a second. Odette, an unwanted omega born from the beta of the Paxon pack, has experienced this reality firsthand. Deemed worthless, Odette is rejected by her mate and have a one night stand with a stranger. She is claimed by the ruthless Lycan king, Logan Wyatt who turned out to be her second chance mate and the father of her unborn babies. Unknown to Odette, she is catapulted into a world filled with mysteries and dark secrets lurking around the kingdom.

The world is in ruins due to an alien invasion. In the midst of the chaos, humans live in misery and there are only two choices for humans, namely to become homeless people begging for food on the surface of the earth or to become 'Mutiiner' who dare to rebel against the aliens. Alice is sold by her parents to one of the Mutiiner groups, Alice who was initially afraid that she would be used as a slave there instead became the lover of the captain of the Mutiiner group. Is it possible for Alice to be loved sincerely? Or will Alice face an even more difficult life?

Diana was only four when her family was brutally wiped out, leaving her with nothing but fragmented memories of that night. Raised by a secret biker club, she was trained to become a human weapon, beautiful enough to lure powerful men into traps and deadly enough to finish the job.

When Diana fought for the freedom she was promised, the club marked her for death. Wounded and running for her life, she was rescued by Alexandro Massimo, the most feared mafia biker in Athens. Lethal, strikingly handsome, and ruthlessly powerful, he offered her a deal for a new identity and her freedom, provided she used her skills to hunt his enemies.

Their partnership started with cold hatred, but she never expected the dangerously possessive man who began seeing her as something far more valuable than a weapon.

But as the secrets surrounding her family's murder began to surface, Diana discovered that the man she decided to trust hid a secret that could change how she saw him.

She had escaped one man who wanted to own her, only to become the obsession of the most dangerous man she had ever known.

"I want to make a proposal."
"Hmm," Nathaniel regarded Zoe lightly, walking towards her and sitting in the couch placed opposite her.
"A woman with no appointment and zero prior contact walks into my building and says she has a proposal. I've heard that line over and over, and most of them are a waste of my time."
"Most of them are not me, you knew this by letting me in. You wanted to hear what I have to say." Zoe sighed.
"Tell me what you want, Miss. Beckett-to-be-Landon. You have eight minutes left."
She held his gaze and swallowed her annoyance.
If she followed her raging emotions, Zoe would smack him in the head with her expensive burberry handbag for dreaming to insult her heritage.
But her goal of revenge must be exacted, so she gritted her teeth and gave him a toothy smile instead.
"Marry me, in exchange, I will give you everything you need to finish what you have been building against Emery for the past three years."


When Zoe Beckett married Emery Landon, she thought she was building a future with the man she loved. Instead, she spent years funding his dynasty, tolerating his mistresses, and swallowing every humiliation to protect her marriage and her title as Mrs. Landon.
Until Emery made the one choice she could never forgive. He gave their son to a quack doctor and used the boy's bone marrow to save the child of his mistress. Without Zoe's knowledge. Her son died on the operating table.
When Zoe finally fought back, she discovered she had already lost everything. Emery's family stood against her. Her own family had been driven out of power by him. Then his sister sold her to a brothel, where she was passed from one cruel hand to another.
With nowhere left to turn, Zoe ended her own life.
Then she woke up. Two weeks before her wedding to Emery.
This time, she refuses to become his wife, his sacrifice, or the woman who watches her son die.
Instead, she goes straight to Nathaniel Quest, Emery's most dangerous rival.

Ruby married her fate mate, Lucas, only to endure his repeated betrayals with his first love. In the end, she lost everything—her child, her parents, and her hope. But when she’s reborn on the night of her wedding, she vows to rewrite her fate. Determined to protect those she loves, Ruby finds her former enemy, Caleb, Lucas’s brother—the man who will one day kill Lucas and become the Lycan King. Caleb had never shown up at her wedding before, but this time, Ruby looks into his eyes and says, "I want you to be my husband." Can Ruby take control of her future, or will the past haunt her forever?

After werewolves took over the world and became its supreme ruler, human women (ages between 18 and 35) were locked away in dungeons then forced to become the s*x slaves of male werewolves who had failed to find their mates. Once you are chosen by a werewolf, you will become their possession for the rest of your life.

Sarah Fibb is a s*x slave who had been in the dungeons for five years. After being there for so long, she had lost the hope of ever being chosen by a werewolf. But one night, a strange thing happened... She got claimed by Damon Kalesto; the Alpha King.


Damon Kalesto is the ruthless Alpha King. He rules by instilling fear into everyone around him. He doesn't believe in love nor fate, so he was convinced that he would not succumb to the mate bond...but all it took was one look for him to fall in love with Sarah Fibb.

Isabella Hart gave everything to the man she loved until he betrayed her, stole her ideas, and threw her away after discovering she was pregnant.

Humiliated and heartbroken, she never expected salvation to come from the last person she should ever want. Damien Blackwood is cold, ruthless, and far too powerful to care about love. But when a scandal threatens both his company and reputation, he offers Isabella a contract marriage that shocks the entire billionaire world. Now Isabella is married to her ex-boyfriend’s father. What begins as revenge soon turns into something far more dangerous.

As forbidden attraction, corporate betrayal, and family secrets explode around them, Isabella and Damien find themselves trapped between obsession and love while the Blackwood empire slowly tears itself apart.

"I could fuck the shit out of you right here and now, Rhea, and nothing would happen to me. My body is ready for you."
He pulls back just enough to look me in the eye, his voice a low growl.
"I dare you to say I can't."
At twenty-two, Rhea Grayson thought heartbreak was the worst thing life could throw at her. She was wrong.
With nowhere else to go, she accepts a job at the lair of a feared Alpha—Adrian Raven, a man known for his cruelty, power, and the way no one ever stays by his side for long. He wants to own her, to control her... yet refuses to claim her.
Rhea is human—or so she believes. Terrified of werewolves and desperate to stay invisible, she has no idea that her existence is tied to an ancient secret. One that could change the balance of power forever.
Adrian is cursed by a force so dark it fuels his rage and hunger. He rejects fate, convinced that love is a weakness that only leads to death. But no matter how hard he fights it, his bond to Rhea grows stronger—more dangerous—with every passing day.
Because some bonds cannot be denied. Some truths refuse to stay buried. And in a world where loving the wrong Alpha can get you killed, desire may be the deadliest mistake of all.

“Get in the coffin, Nomon. This time, you belong to me.”

Alaina is the Hunter Association’s deadliest weapon—a fearless woman hiding a lethal secret. To earn the antidote keeping her alive, she must tame Nomon, the ancient vampire progenitor who once treated humans as nothing more than livestock.

Two thousand years old, ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to kill, Nomon has never bowed to anyone. But Alaina has something he never expected: blood that can bring even him to his knees.

Their battle becomes a dangerous game of chains, blood contracts, and calculated seduction. He swears to make her regret capturing him. She swears she will never surrender her heart to a monster.

But when his revenge turns into real desire, and her mission begins to feel like betrayal, one question could destroy them both: What happens when the hunter falls for the monster she was ordered to break?

"You are naked," Josh commented.

"No-no… I…" she began to stutter, earning a small smile from Josh. "I am not."

"Come out from the stream then," he said with a lopsided smirk, moving dangerously closer to her.


Born of the lowest rank, Olivia has suffered greatly as an Omega Werewolf. After facing a pack attack, she was saved by a strange man who sold her off to be a slave. As she begins serving as a slave for a werewolf pack, she is captured by rogues.

After finally escaping from a group of dangerous rogues, she finds herself facing rejection yet again when she learns that she is mated to the Cursed Alpha, Josh who is the most feared, ruthless, and deadliest werewolf in the world.

Josh ruled with an iron hand, was merciless and dangerous just the way he wanted it. He knew he had no chance at love, and discovering he had a mate was out of the question. Mates are weaknesses, and his parents were the perfect example of why he should not be mated. Then, what was the Moon Goddess thinking, mating him with an Omega?

Kyra has spent years as Alpha Ethan's slave, plotting his death with every breath. When his son Damon her tormentor and bully drags her over a cliff's edge, she expects to die.

Instead, she wakes up to her worst nightmare.

The intoxicating scent filling her senses belongs to Damon—the man who tormented her, mocked her, made her life hell.

He's her fated mate.

“I reject you, Damon. I reject this bond."

“No."

“What do you mean, no?"

“I don’t accept your rejection, Kyra. You are bound to me forever."

Now they're trapped together—lost, hunted, and bound by a mate bond she'd rather die than accept. But with bounty hunters closing in and enemies on all sides, Kyra faces an impossible choice:

Trust the man who destroyed her... or lose everything she's fought to survive for.

What happens when your soulmate is your greatest enemy?

Innocent Sally Greens is made to replace her sister Renae at the altar in a bid to secure a very important partnership between her family and The ruthless Colbert Family. Her marriage is doomed before it even begins and soon enough she finds herself entangled in a web she created. On one hand is her loving obsessed husband and on the other hand is the promise she made to Renae in exchange for a sisterly love. The story uncovers a lot of dark secrets about the main objective of the marriage, family ties and deep rooted betrayal from hidden characters. Will innocent Sally evolve into a ruthless character to protect the ones she love?.

Irina Alexei never thought she would marry her family's enemy, Roman Atono. Irina Atono, the hidden and only daughter of Atono Alexei who has been hidden from the underworld her whole life to save her from the enemies of her father was fed with the news that she was going to be betrothed to not any guy but the Don of the Atono Family, and the biggest threat to her family business. Irina was betrothed to Roman in assurance of the agreement deal Roman and her father had to thrive against the strong enmity both parties are facing from the third mafia family.

They had a flash marriage despite the strong opposition from both families. Roman made her life miserable in the first few months of the marriage before he started falling for her. The marriage was going fine until she met with the Atono family, the family of her husband—the family that reeks of villainous acts. Their common goal is one thing: to eliminate Irina. Her husband, Roman, tried saving her from his family, but it was almost impossible.

“I'll ruin and destroy you just like you did to me years ago, Evie Faye.” He growled against my ear.

“May the best player win, Asher Blackwood.” I retorted.


A: Arrogant.
S: Savage.
H: Heartless.
E: Exasperating.
R: Ruthless.

That's what Asher Blackwood should mean.

At least, that's what I tell myself whenever I'm forced to stand in front of the man who once owned my heart and now wants nothing more than to destroy me.

He's the ruthless captain who owns the ice, the man every woman wants, and the one man I should stay far away from.

Because five years ago, I broke his heart and disappeared.

What he never knew was that he broke mine first.

I left with nothing but a shattered heart and a promise to one day make him pay.

I thought five years would be enough to make him forget me but I was wrong.

Now I'm back, and Asher hasn't forgotten a damn thing.

He hates me.

I hate him too.

But living under the same roof turns our hatred into a dangerous game of sharp words, burning glares, and feelings neither of us wants to admit.

Then I made the biggest mistake of all when I started fake dating Ryder Blackwood, Asher's stepbrother, biggest rival, and the one man Asher can't stand.

Asher claims he doesn't care but his jealousy says otherwise.

And when one reckless night turned our hatred into undeniable desire, revenge began to look dangerously close to obsession.

But I've kept a secret that could destroy everything between us for five years.

Because when Asher finally discovers the real reason I left, he may never forgive me.

And this time, running away won't save me as Asher Blackwood has made his claim.

After we divorced, I went to a psychiatrist when I felt that I needed to be fixed. The doctor said it was called Stockholm Syndrome, the violence that had bound me for the past three years had to end immediately, but my ex-husband Andrew always chased me everywhere.

"Emma, this is a big night for the pack. The Alphas gathered here tonight could be important potential allies. You need to make a good impression." My father said.
"Potential husbands for your daughter, you mean?" I retort. "The way you used Mom to make an alliance before casting her aside when your 'true mate' appeared."
I cast a disdainful glance at Lisa, my father's 'true mate'. Her smile tightens but, for once, she doesn't speak.
"Mind your tone," my father snarls a warning, "At least your mother knew her place. You would do well to remember yours."
"My place? Is that what you call this? So you're grooming me to be like Mom. To be used and then thrown away when a prettier option appears?"
"That's enough!" My father grinds his teeth. "You will do exactly what I say for once. You'll meet whoever I want you to meet. You'll play nice and do what's best for the pack."
"I'm not going to repeat your mistake, I'm not going to end up like Mom!"


Emma, the daughter of the Alpha of the SilverPine Pack, grew up witnessing her father secure power through a political marriage to her mother. But when he found his true mate, he reduced Emma's mother to a slave and allowed Lisa to humiliate and torment her. This painful experience made Emma swear never to repeat the same fate or become a sacrifice for pack alliances.
Forced to attend the Choosing Party by her father, Emma rebels and escapes, unexpectedly sharing a one night stand with Ethan, Alpha of the IronClaw Pack. What she thought was a fleeting encounter shocks her when she discovers Ethan is the very match her father arranged for her.
Though drawn to Ethan, the shadow of her mother's suffering haunts Emma. She vows to find her true mate within 30 days or... do whatever it takes to make Ethan willingly give up the marriage...

"Mom, I am home," I said as I walked our small two bedroom apartment.

"We are in here, Sweety," My mom said

"We," I thought to myself as I walked to the living room. My mom was sitting on the couch with a man who looked to be around her age. He had blond hair and blue eyes. When I walked into the room, they both stood up quickly, letting me know the man was very tall, way taller than my mom, who was only an inch taller than me.

I was sure he had money because he was wearing a nice suit and black dress shoes. I looked at his wrist to see he had a nice Rolex watch.

"Um, I didn't know we were having company," I said.

"Sweety, I would like to introduce you to Jeffrey Jackson," My mom said

"It is nice to meet you, Lina. Your mom has told me so much about you," Jeffrey said

"Hello, Mr. Jackson," I said

"Please, call me Jeffrey," he said, and I looked at my mom.

"You said you needed to talk to me about something," I said

"Let's sit down and talk," my mom said. My mom and Jeffrey sat together on the couch while I sat across from them on a chair.

"I am just going to say this. We are getting married," My mom said

"What do you mean you are getting married?" I asked, shocked.

"Jeffrey asked me to marry him, and I said yes," My mom said.

"Hold on, let's back up a bit. When did this happen?" I asked

"Today. I asked your mom to marry me, and I am so happy she said yes," Jeffrey said

"I wanted you to come home because you need to pack your bags."

In the heart of a high-security men's prison, Liberty Lockwood, a brilliant yet repressed criminal psychologist, embarks on a groundbreaking experiment. As the sole female inmate among a sea of hardened criminals, she becomes the focal point of an electrifying social study.

Her mission: to understand the impact of a female presence on incarcerated men. But what begins as a professional endeavor quickly transforms into a tantalizing journey of unexpected desire and danger.

Surrounded by inmates craving female company, Liberty catches the eye of a notorious prison gang, drawing her into a perilous game of possession and control. In this treacherous world of mob bosses, hitmen, and twisted admirers, she finds herself teetering on the edge between survival and surrender.

As alliances form for her protection and boundaries blur, Liberty grapples with her own desires, discovering a world of thrilling passion she never dared to explore. Can she maintain her professional facade amidst the chaos of temptation and danger? Or will she succumb to the alluring pull of the unexpected romance blossoming within the confines of the prison walls?

In a deep, rough voice, he says, "I am the one whose brother died because of you."
"Sign it… or I shoot."
My hands tremble as I take the pen, tears blurring my vision, yet I have no choice but to sign.
"From today onward, you are dead to the world."
His tone is slow, poisonous.
"Your breath belongs to me."
"Your life… your death… all in my hands."
"Everything you are… is mine."
I am trapped in a marriage I never wanted.
For him, this marriage is just a deal, a way to increase his power. For me, it is a living hell.
He is the Mafia King, ruthless, terrifying, and stone-hearted. He believes I am guilty, and for him, this marriage is not a relationship but a punishment.
A crime I never committed, yet he turns me into a criminal and takes revenge every moment for his brother's death.
This is not a marriage. It is a fate worse than death.
Every day, I live as someone who is already dead to the world. Every night, I suffer under his control for a sin that was never mine.
But as the truth slowly begins to surface, everything starts to change.
Will I escape this nightmare, or will I be destroyed by the man who controls my life?

The main character get kidnapped by a rival pack and get saved by her two mates who are alphas of an allied pack with her father. they have a lot of struggles while getting to know each other including getting kidnapped a second time while pregnant The female shifter and her five mates will have many struggles including with their pups but they put their strength and loyalty to the test with many pack as they become the Alphas of Alphas and rule the entire Kingdoms and counsels.

For twenty years, Lyra Solis was the perfect daughter, the perfect socialite, and the perfect fiancée. But the moment the Solis family’s biological daughter, Seraphina, returned from the Outer Rim, Lyra’s life became an expired contract.
The betrayal was total: her parents turned their backs, and her fiancé—the man she was supposed to spend her life with—spent his sacred Alpha rut in the arms of her sister.
To seal Lyra’s fate, Seraphina committed the ultimate crime: she hacked Lyra’s terminal to submit a Genetic Pairing Application. Under Alpha Prime Interstellar Law, the match is permanent. The bond is unbreakable. And the recipient is random.
Lyra didn't cry. She didn't beg. She simply walked away from the only home she ever knew to meet the stranger the system had chained her to.
She expected a commoner. She expected a life of obscurity.
Instead, she found Valerius Thorne.
He is a vision of lethal beauty: ink-black hair, violet eyes, and nine shimmering silver tails that speak of a lineage long thought extinct. Trapped in a violent, drug-induced rut and hunted by assassins, the Nine-Tailed Prince of the Empire is at his most vulnerable. When he clings to Lyra, whispering, "My star, did you come to take me home?" Lyra says yes.
What Lyra doesn't know is that she is a Null-Frequency, the only genotype in the galaxy capable of taming the most powerful Alpha in existence.
The Solis family thinks they threw her to the wolves. They have no idea she’s coming back at the side of a God.

“You are bound to me... You are bound to the notorious vampire king, my dear Athena,”

Athena Silvestri was born a hunter who was committed to her mission to avenge mankind from the hands of the evil creatures wandering in the forest and in the streets to penalize them for their crimes. Not until she encounters this irritating notorious vampire king, Arius Walther who is claiming her as his property. Athena was about to slay the vampire king, however, she realized of creating a game to capture all of her prey including the vampire king. Little did she know that even Arius had a plan for her.

In the game of love and hunting, who's heart will be the strongest? Who loses first?

One sacred rule in the Silver Frost Pack: siblings can never be mates.

Until the moon goddess decided to play a cruel joke.

Killian Fenrirson would kill anyone who dared look at his little sister. As the pack's feared enforcer, protection runs in his blood. But when forbidden desires start haunting his dreams, the very sister he swore to protect becomes his sweetest temptation.

Faye has always lived in her brother's shadow, safe in his unwavering love. That is, until his touch starts burning through her skin and his growl sends shivers down her spine. Now, every moment together is both ecstasy and torture.

But someone in the pack has been watching. Waiting. When jealousy ignites into murderous rage, buried secrets claw their way to the surface. Blood will stain the snow. Bonds will shatter. And one of them will discover just how far they'll go to claim what was never meant to be theirs.

In the Silver Frost Pack, forbidden love doesn't just kill—it devours.

"Mr. Wolfe's daughter needs a live-in caretaker. You will handle her meals, her studies and her daily supervision."
"Wait… a nanny?"
"Not just a nanny. A live-in housekeeper and companion. Full access. Housing, transport and excellent pay."
I blinked. "How excellent?"
"Six figures annually," Dana replied.
Rennie Brooks was not looking for a miracle. She only wanted to survive. With one hundred and two dollars in her account, an empty fridge and no one left to rely on, she never expected a desperate phone call to lead her into the estate of billionaire Shawn Wolfe. He is powerful, distant and impossible to read. Years of heartbreak and a toxic past with his ex-wife have turned him into a man who trusts no one. His daughter, Diane, is known for chasing away every nanny who steps through the door.
Until Rennie arrives.
From the moment she enters the Wolfe mansion, everything begins to shift. The cold silence softens. Diane attaches herself to Rennie with surprising devotion. The staff breathe easier. And Shawn, who once believed his heart was permanently locked, starts to feel something he has not felt in years.
To everyone else, Rennie is simply the hired help.
Behind closed doors, the truth is very different. Their connection grows in quiet moments and lingering glances. It is forbidden, risky and too intense to ignore.
He is her employer.
She lives under his roof.
No one, not even his daughter, can know what is happening between them.
But some feelings refuse to stay hidden.
They rise, they consume and they change the course of every life they touch.
Sometimes love does not wait for permission.
Sometimes it enters without warning and refuses to leave.

When Sylvia lost her last family and thought this was where her life as a rogue began, the most powerful Alpha dragged her to his mansion.
"I owe your father a debt," he said to her. "Anything you desire, I’ll give it."
But as he leaned closer—cedar and danger swirling in the air—all she wanted was:
His teeth on her neck.
His kiss like a brand.

When I woke up in that hospital bed, legs wrapped in casts and burning like hell, everything came flooding back. This time, I wasn't the naive fool I'd been before.
Tyler, my brother Ryan, and that bitch Savannah—they destroyed me. Turned a gymnastics prodigy into a cripple.
Tyler had the nerve to grab my hand, begging me to forgive Savannah for ruining my legs. My brother chose outsiders over me, screaming about "family reputation."
Fuck their love. Fuck family.
This time around, I've got evidence of the $1.2 million they owe me. I know all their dirty secrets. Round two has started, and I'm done being their victim.
Those three bastards are going to pay back every damn cent they stole from me.

To buy my freedom, I made a deal with my father. I would play Lorenzo Hale’s fiancée, his shield, until he took the throne as Don. Then I’d swallow a black-market drug, fake my death.
For five years, I took bullets for Lorenzo. I tasted poison meant for him. I bled for him more times than I can count. The whole underworld said Corinne Moretti loved Lorenzo Hale so much it made her crazy.
The day he finally became Don, he married my sister Blair, declaring he would keep me as his mistress.
I didn’t cry. I didn’t fight. I simply started counting the days.
The drug was already in my blood. Seven days, and I’d be gone.
But by the time Lorenzo finally decided he wanted me to stay, I was already “dead.”

I was reborn on the eve of the arranged marriage, and the first thing Liana and I did was swap our marriage contracts.
In my past life, gentle Liana had married Kael, the cold and ruthless Alpha of the Wolf Clan.
But Kael always put the scheming daughter of his savior first, condemning my cousin to a lifetime of endless grievance and suffocating misery.
As for me, with my fiery temper, I’d been wed to a mediocre, weak Beta.
He spent every day complaining that I “wasn’t a woman at all”. Endless quarrels and the crushing burden of the family eventually led me to a tragic end—dying exhausted on the battlefield.
Now I opened my eyes again, staring at the fateful marriage contract on the nightstand. I clenched my fists and looked at my teary-eyed cousin.
“Tomorrow, you’ll marry that Beta. And as for that cold-blooded Alpha? I’ll take care of him.”

Violet Lawson thought the worst part of her life was loving a man who never truly saw her.

Married to the cold and ambitious Dave Belmont, she played the role of the quiet, elegant wife for years, until she discovered his affairs, buried under a pile of lies. But instead of crumbling, Violet outplayed him.

She tricked Dave into signing divorce papers he didn’t even bother reading, sealing her freedom behind a well-practiced smile.

Her plan was simple: wait out the final month, walk away with her pride and a payoff, and never look back.

But everything shatters the moment she steps out of the shower and finds Lucien Belmont, Dave’s half-brother, in her bedroom, shirtless, uninvited, and unapologetically amused.

Lucien, the elusive black sheep of the Belmont family. The one she’d only seen three times in all her years with Dave. He’s never around, always drifting from country to country, scandal to scandal, yet somehow, this house that Violet has called hers… belongs to him.

What begins as a tense confrontation turns into a dangerous entanglement. Lucien knows more than he lets on. And the fire between them? It’s not just attraction, it’s trouble. Because while Dave was Mr. Wrong, Lucien might just be worse. Or, he might be exactly what Violet never saw coming.

On the seventh turning of our Lunar Oath, I sat on my Alpha's lap, my hand resting on my flat stomach where our first pup was growing. I was waiting for midnight to tell him.
Then he spoke to his warriors in the Old Tongue.
"My new shadow-pet, Lirael... she tastes like an unplucked sweet-vine in the dark."
He was talking about my own sister.
While my mate smiled at me, playing the devoted Alpha, he had already ruined our sacred bond. And when my sister showed up at our gates claiming she carried his heir, I didn't scream, cry, or beg for the truth.
I just smiled.
Three days.
In three sunsets, Seren Thalyn will cease to exist.
By the time he breached his safe to find my wedding ring and my signed severance scroll, I would already be gone.

I died watching my fiancé check another woman for scratches while three bullets tore through my chest.

I was his human shield. She was his true love.

Then, I blinked—and I was back. Reborn on the exact day I was supposed to sign our Mafia marriage pact.

Matteo slammed the sacred blood-oath on the desk. "Sign the damn paper, Serena. And stop being jealous of Anna. She’s fragile."

He wanted me to be his Donna. To run his casinos, bleach his dirty money, and take the bullets, while he played house with his sickly-sweet stepsister.

In my past life, I cried and signed my soul away.

This time? I smiled. I picked up the gold pen and signed the Bride line.

But I didn't write my name. I wrote Anna.

I tossed the contract at his chest, packed my bags, and walked out of the underworld forever.

Have a nice wedding, Matteo. Let's see how long your empire survives when your fragile little princess gets the throne.

A vampire can only share a blood pact with one mate. My husband, Duke Vincent, and I have been in love and bound by our pact for ten years. Back then, he swore his loyalty to me before the vampire gods.

But today, as his cursed first love lies dying, he hands me a vial of the oblivion draught and forcibly breaks our bond.

"Elara, Camilla is dying. Just give me three days. Let me fulfill her dream of a blood wedding."

"I don't want you to hurt. This draught just causes temporary amnesia. Once the wedding ends in three days, I'll go to the capital and get the antidote. You'll remember me, and we'll bind a much grander blood pact."

I stare at his uncompromising expression. Then I take the vial and swallow the potion without a second thought.

What Vincent doesn't know is that I brewed this oblivion draught myself.

There is absolutely no antidote.

In three days, I'll not only forget him completely, but I'll also head to the human capital to start my new job at the Royal Potion Workshop.

I was always the last one picked.
In gym class, nobody wanted me on their team until there was no one else left.
At White Elephant exchanges, I always ended up with the worst gift.
Even when classmates invited me out to eat, I somehow wound up covering the bill.
Then I went to college and met Brooke, who always saved me a seat, and Ethan, my boyfriend, who stepped in whenever things got awkward.
For three years, we did everything together.
We rushed to eight a.m. lectures, split DoorDash delivery fees, and walked back from the library at two in the morning after late-night study sessions.
When my parents divorced and neither seemed to want me, Brooke and Ethan stayed.
They even set their phones to alert them whenever I texted.
For the first time, I believed I'd found people who would never leave me behind.
Then came the night of our final exams.
We were at a party on the second floor of a downtown hotel when every phone in the room blared with a tornado warning.
People screamed and rushed toward the stairs, desperate to reach the hotel's designated storm shelter downstairs.
Ethan grabbed Brooke and headed for the exit.
I was right behind them when he shoved a banquet table out of his way.
The table scraped across the floor and slid directly into my path.
My foot caught on one of its legs, and I went down hard.
Before I could get back up, a massive crystal chandelier came crashing down.
Part of its heavy frame struck my back, and broken glass scattered across the floor.
I gritted my teeth and forced myself to get up. With everyone rushing past me, I had no time to think about the pain.
I just needed to get somewhere safe.
By the time I reached the hotel's storm shelter, Ethan and Brooke were nowhere in sight.
I'd been left behind again.
I pulled out my phone and texted my aunt Dana.
[I'll do it. I'll sign up for the trial.]

The yellow-green tennis ball slammed into my stomach at full speed. The heavy impact sent my 210-pound body stumbling backward, instantly triggering a chorus of vicious laughter around me.
"Look at that! The human backstop works great. We don't even need a net!"
It was Blair's voice, dripping with entitled cruelty.
Standing beside her, covering his mouth as he snickered, was Liam, the boy I'd been secretly crushing on—the same boy I'd stayed up late helping with his physics paper just last night.
Sweat stung my eyes, and the cramps twisting through my stomach made me feel like I was going to throw up. But I didn't cry.
I stared at the tennis ball rolling to a stop beside my foot, and for the first time in my life, something destructive ignited in my blood.
They thought being fat meant I was born to be their punching bag.
What they didn't know was that beneath all that fat was a monster capable of tearing down everything they were so proud of.

On my first day back in the country after studying abroad, my mother sent me to my fiancé’s company. I was to work low-profile as a secretary, just to slowly cultivate our relationship.
The moment I stepped into the office, a domineering woman started ordering me around, demanding I fetch her coffee.
I endured it.
That was until she deliberately spilled the coffee all over me. Only then did I realize that this woman—running amok in my fiancé’s company and treated like a queen by everyone—was his mistress.

Three years ago, my best friend Juliana Pierce was raped and jumped from a twelve-story building. I was there. I saw everything. I know exactly who did it.

Alexander Knight—Juliana's boyfriend, brilliant scientist, the man I've secretly loved for seven years—has spent every moment since hunting for answers. He believes I'm shielding a predator. He's dedicated his life to making mine hell.

Now I'm dying of ALS, and Alexander's dragged my broken body onto his "Memory Judgment Stage" for the world to see. His new technology can rip memories straight from my brain and broadcast them as holograms.

"Tell them who killed Juliana," he shouted.

I refuse. So he cranks up the machine, letting the neural probes tear through my dying brain. My hand shatters. My body convulses. But I won't break.

Until the memories start bleeding out anyway.

And when Alexander sees the rapist's face—Completely loses his mind.

This year was our sixth wedding anniversary. For the first time in six years, Kaelen finally agreed to go with me to Veyra City to visit my parents.
Six years. I thought he was finally swallow his pride and making peace with my family.
But late that night, as I stood outside our daughter’s bedroom holding a warm glass of milk, I heard them speaking inside.
"Daddy, Lorie said you're going to marry her mommy soon. What about Mommy?" Lisette’s voice was timid and small.
"It’s just a fake marriage, sweetie. Just to help Rosalind out," Kaelen chuckled softly. "Keep it our little secret, okay? Don't tell Mommy. If you promise, Daddy will buy you that Barbie Dreamhouse tomorrow."
I stood frozen in the hallway, the glass of milk cold against my fingertips.
Since he still clung so desperately to his past, it was time for me to take back the life I had thrown away.

For a century, Carlos and I were the most envied lovers of the Dawn Court—yet our story ended in a cage of mutual, agonizing torment.

He loathed me for shattering a forbidden spell to forcefully awaken his memories, a desperate act that drove his precious half-elf, Lilia, to plunge to her death from the Astral Tower.

And I resented him for completely erasing our sacred vows. The very man who had once taken a lethal dragon's breath to save my life had awakened only to draw his blade against my throat—and offer his heart to my closest friend.

For the dark centuries that followed, he chained me in a sunless dungeon, using every conceivable cruelty to break my spirit.

Right up until my mana withered and I drew my last, agonizing breath, the venom he had spat through gritted teeth still echoed in the darkness: "Cecilia, you disgust me. I would rather have never remembered you at all."

In the cold embrace of death, clarity finally pierced my obsession. I understood then that I never should have used the ashes of our past to chain a man whose heart had already moved on.

I opened my eyes and found myself thrust back to the exact day Carlos returned hand-in-hand with Lilia, his memories entirely wiped clean...

They left me to die in a burning lab while saving my faker sister. Big mistake.

I hadn't slept in six months, perfecting the neural serum that would save Mom's life. One vial. One chance. Then my adopted sister Mia grabbed it and smashed it on the floor, sobbing about how cruel I was to a "disabled" person.

Mom and Dad ate it up. My fiancé Ryan nodded along—probably because he was banging Mia every chance he got. When fire trapped me in the lab, they carried out "paralyzed" Mia and left me hammering on reinforced glass, choking on smoke.

Want to know the best part? That manipulative snake hopped out of her wheelchair and sprinted to safety the second she thought no one was looking.

Second chance at life? Hell yes.

I'm watching Mia lift that test tube again, ready to destroy everything. But instead of lunging forward like last time, I lean back in my chair.

"Smash away," I say with a shrug. "I'm not the one who'll suffer."

Let's see how this plays out when I'm not the naive fool.

When Ellie went to see him with her pregnancy test in hand, she caught her Alpha husband with his ex .
"I'll NEVER let that wolfless rogue be the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate!"
Tears streamed down her face as she got in an accident and lost all her memories 💔.
Her friend says, "You almost gave up everything for that man..."
"Who? Me? Why?!" 😳
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His wife seemed different now, but he has no idea why.
She urges him, "Let's get a divorce! Now!" 😘
He grits his teeth, "No way!" 😡😡😡

*MATURE READERS ONLY * DARK ROMANCE *
"What shall I do now that I have seized my prey?" He questions me, voice sonorous and husky whilst he inhales sharply nose buried into the flesh of my neck savouring the scent of his female. Canines descend eager to sink, unhesitant for a bite.
"Should I devour it?"He whispers into my ear whilst the tip of his hot tongue tastes the flavour of my inflamed skin. I quiver beneath him encaged under his muscular being.
"I am starving my female and you look absolutely... succulent."He moans, tongue stroking his plump lower lip as an uncontrollable need sets him on fire from within.


HIM - Deimos was neither man nor wolf. He was a God, the Alpha of Alphas. They say he possesses no soul, for his eyes retain coldness that no heat can melt, his heart unyielding and emotionless occupying profound scars from his battles guarded by high walls. He is ruthless, instilling fear within others and striving off it. He did not understand the meaning of love nor mates until he laid eyes on his moon blessed.
HER - Destined for greatness she fought tooth and claw to survive. Her past, her arduous war. The first female Alpha to have ever been born on her pack lands. Having no place she battled for her birthright, for her reign. She did not know that her fight did e not cease that night she triumphed. She did not know that her greatest bloodshed would be with her mate. Deimos.
He would fight against his heart and she would fight with her soul.

I could feel him standing in front of me. He grabbed my legs and in one single move thrusted into me.
“Fuckkk”, I couldn’t help but scream.
“You need to learn to be obedient” he said as he kept thrusting into me. When I felt his hands on my clit my body shook.
“Asher please, it’s too much”.
“No. if I really wanted to punish you, I would give you all of me”, he said against my ears and my entire body froze. Suddenly he moved and I was standing again. This man was insane.
I felt him behind me. “Ten Lashes for your disobedience”, he said
“Asher please”,
“No”. His voice was cold and void of any emotion.

Asher was what I wanted , what I truly craved until it was too late. An orphan should never fall in love with someone out of their reach. I thought loving him was the right thing to do until he revealed his true identity and Ruined me. I was ruined for everyone one else . I could still feel his touch, it was as if it was etched into my skin. I tired to avoid him but fate wouldn't let it happen.
The Sterling's were the most powerful in Havenwood and Dorian Sterling was off limits.

As an orphan finding out you still have people looking for you is hard to take but when it turns out to be people of wealth and standing I took the other road and ran, but running led me right back to the place I was avoiding and the person I was avoiding.
Asher and Dorling Sterling one and the same. When his first love shows up and along with everyone that has set out to ruin me, I prayed that he could protect me.

Warning ⚠️ ‼️ ⛔️ This book contains explicit graphic content, blue language and lustful desires | Can 100% make you come, tread with caution🤤💦| Bury yourself in it at your own detriment…or pleasure🥵😋🔞|


I was done suffering! Robin had promised herself. She wouldn’t let fate decide her happiness anymore, neither would her failed relationship.

Happiness was a foreign language for Robin Clay after the deaths of her sisters, the gruesome murder of her parents, and a devastating breakup with her serial cheating fiancée. She had to move past it all; the hurt, betrayal, pain, anguish, and loss.

At the brink of her turning point, she landed a coveted job at McCullen Confectionery, a multi-billion dollar company one could only dream of working for. She soon discovered her boss and CEO, Jack McCullen, was everything she had vowed to never get entangled with; matured, confident, magnetic, powerful, dangerously alluring, and captivatingly beautiful, falters her resolve and leaves her at his mercy.

Jack awakened every disastrous desire in her, one she was unprepared for and deeply ashamed of, especially when she was of the view that, he was committed to another woman.

Yet, what began as a professional interaction between them rapidly spiralled into a passionate, forbidden attraction marked by stolen moments, intense chemistry and a constant conflict between constraint, lust and her morals.

She was torn; suppressing her desires or surrendering to the passion Jack evoked in her—one that felt both intoxicating, sinful and destructive. Packed with a charged, erotic exploration of power; Love, Obsession, Torture explored the thin line between restraint and surrendering to a burning obsession.

I received a pornographic video.
"Do you like this?"
The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts.
"Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response.
"You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!"
The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed.
I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella.


“I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly.
He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!"
The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him.
"I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster.
He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.
I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

Haunt Me Like You Mean It
When Mei Liang signed on as an assistant at Truth Finders of the Paranormal, she expected weird. She did not expect him.
Callum Reeves, known to everyone as Cal, is twenty-three, British, brutally brilliant, and completely impossible. He leads TFP like he owns the air in the room, and maybe he does. Mei has spent the better part of a year fetching his tea, surviving his icy stares, and pretending she does not care what he thinks of her.
She is not doing a great job of pretending.
When TFP is called to investigate a haunted theater on the outskirts of Hollow Crest, a remote village hugging the edges of New York's Chinatown, Mei thinks it is just another case. A ghost, a client, a mystery to solve. But the Miyuki Theater is hiding more than one secret, and so is Cal.
Between a furious heiress, a desperate playwright, a powder room that looks like a war zone, and a ghost that seems to have a very specific target in mind, Mei is already in over her head. Add in the strange dreams she cannot explain, a spirit that looks disturbingly familiar, and a team that runs more on chaos than cohesion, and this case is about to get very personal.
Some hauntings follow you home.
Some feelings do too.

He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife.

Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract?


As I spank her, Grace questions in a surprised tone, "What was that?"

"That was for leaving your husband alone in the pool," I respond in a teasing tone, seizing her waist and pulling her towards me, stealing her breath.

"But, my dear husband, you're pissing me off. Just move away." She tries to break free from my grasp.

"Stop moving, Mrs Grey!"

"No, I won't listen to you, Mr Grey. You told me you don't want me, so why are you here again?"

"I didn't say that I don't want you," I whisper, closing the distance between us, my lips nearing my angry wife's.

"It means the same!" She rolls her eyes.

"I want you so damn much, okay? And I'm ready to regret it again and again for doing this. Today, I'll show you how much I desire you, my wife." I confess, my fingers playing with her wet hair, and my hand still firmly gripping her waist.

"So tell me. Who is stopping you, husband?"

Amber lost her wolf because her mate rejected her when she was only 15. This brought humiliation, disgust, and emotional abuse by the other pack members, as they didn't know the whole story, but it broke Amber. With her family's support, she became strong and earned a place in the pack but couldn't change their perspective towards her being a wolf-less werewolf. Then, fate twisted her story and turned her world upside down when she found that the alpha king is her second-chance mate. He didn't reject her but didn't accept immediately. He took her away to the royal pack, and there, she got another shock of her life. Unlike her birth pack, every unmated high ranker was interested in her, including the Alpha King's younger brother. What's the game of fate for her? Not only does the Alpha King become possessive towards her, ready to mark her at any time, but also his younger brother shows his intention to take her as his mate. Why? They have no answer for that, but they soon find it out, and that leaves everyone stunned. What's the mystery? Why both brothers desire her possessively? What does fate want her to face?

Leo! Mia!"
I screamed their names, dropping to my knees on the cold hospital floor to pull them into my arms. My heart hammered against my ribs, terror finally giving way to relief.
"You scared me to death," I breathed, burying my face in their necks. "Never run off like that again."
"We just wanted ice cream, Mommy," Leo mumbled.
Then Mia tugged on my sleeve. "And the tall mister found us. He’s nice."
She paused, tilting her head as she looked up at the stranger standing above us. "But Mommy... why does he have Leo's eyes?"

Two years. That was how long Idalia Vance served as the eyes for her blind, billionaire husband, Thane Devereux.
She loved him through his darkness, calmed his rages, and was his "North Star." But the day his bandages came off, she was erased.
Betrayed by her own sister, Camilla, who stole her place and her credit, and framed by her mother, Idalia was divorced, and left for dead in a fiery car crash.
Thane Devereux never even saw her face.
Five years later, the weak, unwanted wife is dead.
In her place stands Dr. Lia Solene, a world-renowned heart surgeon with ice in her veins and a fortune of her own. She has returned to New York with one goal: to save the life of the woman who hated her most, but she didn’t come alone. She brought Leo and Mia, her brilliant four-year-old twins who possess the same piercing blue eyes as the father they have never met.

The billionaire is no longer blind, and when he sees the mole on the surgeon’s neck and the familiar eyes of her son, he realizes the ghost of his past isn't just haunting him... she’s holding a scalpel to his heart.

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS DANGEROUS MEN, DEADLY SECRETS, AND A WOMAN WHO SHOULD HAVE RUN WHILE SHE STILL COULD.

I came to the Iron Vultures Motorcycle Club with a gun, a dead brother to avenge, and two names on my kill list.

Damon Cross. The ruthless president who looks at death like an old friend.

Jace Mercer. His tattooed, dangerously charming right-hand man, whose smile hides something far uglier than his enemies.

Both men knew my brother. Both men lied about what happened to him. And one of them might have killed him.

I should have pulled the trigger when I had the chance. Instead, a hail of bullets turned my revenge into a nightmare, and I made the worst deal of my life: thirty days inside their world in exchange for the truth.

Now I’m surrounded by men who worship violence, secrets buried beneath years of blood, and two dangerously different men who seem determined to get under my skin.

Damon wants to control the game. Jace wants to see how far I’ll go before I break. And me? I want them both to suffer.

But the closer I get to the truth, the harder it becomes to tell whether these men are my enemies, my weakness, or the only people standing between me and a death someone has been planning for four years.

Because my brother left me one final warning. One of them is lying. The other killed him.

And if I fall for either man before I discover which is which, revenge might be the easiest way to die.

WELCOME TO THE IRON VULTURES.

Here, loyalty is paid for in blood, love is a dangerous weakness, and nobody leaves without losing something.

Especially not the girl who came to kill the king.

On the night of her wedding, Helen Smith was attacked by a stranger.
Since then, every night has been a nightmare she cannot escape.

By day, she plays the role of the perfect wife, caring for her gravely ill husband whom she barely knows.
By night, she’s haunted by fear, shame, and a faceless man who takes what he wants in the dark.

Trapped in a golden cage of secrets and silence, Helen begins to question everything: her marriage, the man she married, and the terrifying truth that may be hiding just beneath the surface.

Because in this house, nothing is what it seems.
And the greatest betrayal is yet to come.