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When her husband and child are brutally murdered by a man she once rejected, Aria Kane's world collapses. With no family, no power, and no protection, the law fails her, justice slips through her fingers. Desperate and broken, she turns to the most feared man in the city — Lucien Moretti, the ruthless Mafia Don known as “The Devil,” and unfortunately, her ex.

He agrees to help her destroy her enemies. But nothing with the Devil comes without a price.

His price? Her.

As Aria is drawn deeper into Lucien’s dangerous world, passion ignites between them, blurring the lines between hate, desire, and something darker. But when secrets unravel, and loyalties are tested, she must face one terrifying truth: she may have sold her soul to the devil… and fallen in love with him too...for the second time.

Ava Clarke had her parents killed in a terrible car accident, and today, after many years and at the age of 20, she has decided to move to the small town of Mystic Heaven, the same place where she was born and lived with her family before they died.
The young girl got a job babysitting an eight-year-old girl, the daughter of a very wealthy man. Ava thought this would be an ordinary job, but she realizes that there is something very strange and wrong with the Fell family.
Lucius, Elara, and Damien are peculiar people, and she realizes that they are very different. She lives in the big mansion with this family and discovers that she feels a strong sexual attraction to Lucius Fell.
Ava didn't imagine that she was falling in love with a centuries-old vampire, she was falling in love with a completely immortal man.
She's a human girl living in a house with the strongest and most dangerous creatures in the world. What could happen?
Lucius is a 300-year-old vampire who lives in a mysterious old mansion in the town of Mystic Heaven with his only daughter Elara and younger brother Damien.
The vampire has an enchanting beauty, and his life changes when a beautiful young human girl moves in with him.
What will Ava do when she discovers that she is living with vampires? What will she do with her love for Lucius Fell?

Layla Byrne arrives at Blackwater Hall with one letter in her bag and one ugly truth in her chest. Someone is dead, someone is definitely lying.

The school welcomes gifted students, bloodline heirs, and the children of old magical families. It also hides a forest full of sealed power, missing students, and a history everyone has been trained to forget.

Layla is the outsider from the coast, the scholarship girl with the wrong surname, the wrong accent, and a magic she cannot control. The moment she steps onto Blackwater Hall grounds, she feels eyes on her. Notes appear where they should not. Doors open behind her when nobody is there. Someone knows where she sleeps before she does.

The worst part is that the boy who keeps appearing whenever danger comes near her looks like the one who is doing it. Callum Reid is the academy’s golden enforcer, the respected heir with sharp hands, colder manners, and a habit of being too close for comfort. Layla decides he is the stalker. Callum decides she is a threat to the school and to herself. Neither of them is completely wrong.

As Layla digs deeper, she learns that Blackwater Hall does not merely educate students. It ranks them, watches them, marks them, and uses them. Students with the right bloodlines are pushed toward the hidden forest seal beneath the school. Records vanish. Names are being erased. People disappear.

The woman running the academy smiles through all of it. The archivist who keeps the records knows exactly how the old power works.

And the first boy Layla ever trusted in the academy turns out to be the real predator, the one who has been stalking her from the shadows long before she understood she was being hunted.

I put up with my husband's cheating because I needed money for my brother's medical bills.

Until I found the heart donor report he'd been hiding in his study for three months. 98% match. He'd signed it "postpone."

That night, fireworks filled the London sky, his mistress laughing in the background. Standing over my brother's body, I finally got it—he'd been killing my brother all along.

I ripped up his check, sold every piece of jewelry he'd ever given me, and threw the divorce papers in his face.

"Murderer"—that's all I said.

Three years later, I'm getting a standing ovation at the Golden Hall. He shows up in the snow, eyes red, begging for forgiveness.

I just smiled. "Charles, you died three years ago."

My name is Abigail, a Beta of the Green Pack and once the Luna-to-be.

Or at least, that’s what I believed.

I was in love with Alpha Josh for five years. I waited patiently, faithfully, for the mate ceremony that would finally make me his Luna.

But what I got in return was a single sentence: "Just wait a little longer, Abigail. I have to complete the bonding ceremony with Noah first."

He chose Noah—the daughter of a powerful Council elder—because her dying mother’s last wish was to see her married.

And just like that, he forgot me. Forgot my loyalty. Forgot my Omega mother, who has a heart condition and waited just as long for that ceremony as I did.

So I made a decision.

I contacted my brother, Robin, and told him to find me a new Alpha groom. The mate ceremony is set for ten days from now.

And the groom? None other than Grant—the Alpha of the Red Pack. The mate my parents once arranged for me… the one I turned down.

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world—a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home… for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her—ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them—
She's not here for love stories.
She's here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day…
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

One more time?" ML's voice was hoarse as he gently nibbled on FL's earlobe. FL's cheeks flushed. "Don’t ”she said. ML smiled. "What? Don't stop?" FL was lost in the wonderful feeling. In a daze, she recalled days long ago when she had waited at her wedding for her husband, whom she had never met. The wedding had already begun, but the groom was nowhere to be seen. Her hands and feet were cold as she faced the whispers of the guests alone. Then came the news: her groom, the future Alpha, had eloped with a ROGUE! Facing everyone's ridicule, FL decisively decided to change husbands on the spot. After all, it was just a political marriage. If she had to choose one, she would choose the strongest man. Amidst the gasps of the crowd, she fixed her gaze on the handsome and mature man, the most powerful Alpha, who was also her fiancé's stepfather. The man, 13 years her senior, firmly took FL's hand, and the two completed the wedding ceremony. Their married life was blissful and sweet, the only flaw being the rumor that ML was infertile due to an injury. As their relationship deepened, FL discovered it was just a rumor. Every time FL tried to escape, clutching her back, the strong man behind her would pull her back to bed. FL gasped, snapping out of her reverie to find ML straining against her, looking at her with a wronged expression: "You're distracted."

"Do you enjoy this? Ignoring me like I don't exist? Do you have any idea how humiliating this feels, waiting for you like some fool?" After three years of a cold, loveless marriage, Selene Henderson finally gathers the courage to walk away from her distant billionaire husband, Sebastian Kingsley.
She's ready to file for divorce... until a tragic accident changes everything. When Sebastian wakes up with no memory of the woman he once pushed away, Selene finds herself trapped in a marriage she was desperate to escape—this time with a man who suddenly looks at her like she's his whole world.
But can love born from broken memories survive the truth of their painful past? Or will the secrets she's been hiding destroy them all over again?
"Are you always this shy around your own husband, wife?" his voice dropped into a low, dangerous growl, his hands anchoring me against the wall.
"We didn't... we didn't use to do this," I gasped, trying to look away from his piercing gaze.
He leaned in, his breath hot against my lips. "Then your body has a better memory than my brain. Because right now, it's telling me you belong exactly right here."

Accidental Pups×Contract Marriage × Multiple Identity × Drama × Vengeance & Betrayal × One-Night Stand × Billionaire/CEO × Brave Heroine × True & Fake Heiress

Warning: This is a slow-burn romance. The love story develops gradually through trust, healing, family, and shared secrets.

“He doesn’t trust anyone.”

“I know.”

“Then why does he trust you?”

I don’t have an answer.

I only know that when I found little Cassian bound and abandoned, I couldn’t walk away. I didn’t know then that he was the son of Alistair Voss—the cold, powerful billionaire who trusted no one.

But Cassian trusted me.

And that changed everything.

When Alistair asks me to stay for his son, I refuse. Until he makes an even more shocking offer: marriage.

What begins as an arranged marriage slowly becomes something neither of us expected. Beneath the same roof, Cassian becomes the family I never knew I needed, while Alistair begins to see the woman behind my guarded heart.

But I didn’t return to Verona simply for a new life.

Five years ago, I lost my memory. My identity was stolen. Someone betrayed me, and someone wanted me gone.

Now the past is catching up with us.

And when it finally does, I may discover that Cassian chose me for a reason no one ever expected.

Some loves take time. Some truths take even longer to uncover.

He swore to kill his mate.
She was convinced she’d never have one.
For twenty-one years, Ximena Blackthorn has lived as the disgrace of her pack.
Born to an Alpha and Luna without a wolf, she's treated as lower than a servant—beaten, ignored, and reminded every day that she should never have been born. Without a wolf, she believes she is beyond the reach of the mate bond.
Then the impossible happens. The moment the Supreme Alpha touches her, the mate bond awakens.
There is only one problem.
Damon has spent centuries believing that a mate is nothing more than a weakness. He made a promise long before Ximena was born: if fate ever gave him a mate, he would kill her with his own hands.
So instead of claiming her...
He hunts her.
But the more Damon tries to destroy the bond, the more his own wolf rebels against him. And when ancient powers begin awakening inside Ximena—powers that should have remained buried forever—everyone begins hunting the woman the Supreme Alpha swore to kill.
Because Ximena isn't just the Supreme Alpha's mate.
She is the one person who was never meant to return. And when the power sleeping inside her finally awakens...
Damon may discover that fate has given him something far more dangerous than a mate. It has brought back an ancient curse. And some curses don't end with death…
They begin with it.

He was born into extraordinary wealth, admired by all.
Until the woman he loved betrayed him. After years together, they parted ways.
Five years later, their paths crossed again. He sat at a bar with another woman in his arms, but the moment he saw her, rage flashed in his eyes.
"You betrayed me. What gives you the right to show your face here?"
She nodded and walked away.
He lost his mind searching for her.
Only then did he learn why she had really left.
He pulled her close, arms tight around her. "Marry me. Whatever burdens you carry, I'll carry them with you. Whatever tears fall, I'll wipe them away."

As a housewife, I never forgot a single milestone: every wedding anniversary, my husband’s 7th career anniversary, and the birthdays of my husband and daughter. Yet, my own birthday was always ignored. Both my husband and daughter only cared about that outsider woman. Finally, one day, I chose to walk away and revive my vintage shop business. Now... they are the ones filled with regret.

Because of one woman's words, Naomi Pierce and her seven-year-old daughter are cast aside in a house where they once belonged, forced to swallow humiliation while the husband and son who should have protected them stand on the wrong side. This time, Naomi stops waiting to be chosen. She walks away from the man who failed her, lets go of the son who learned cruelty from the people around him, and takes her daughter into the cold with nothing but a suitcase and a stubborn belief that they deserve better. What follows is the rise of a mother and daughter who refuse to stay broken. They return stronger, brighter, and far beyond the reach of the family that abandoned them. When the people who threw them out finally beg for another chance, Naomi has already learned the hardest lesson of all: love without respect is never worth returning to. Her comeback is not only revenge. It is the full reclaiming of dignity, success, and the future they were once denied.

Caroline Mercer once believed kindness could be proven by sacrifice. She took in two orphaned children, gave them schools, doctors, tutors, rooms beside her daughter's nursery, and a path into the Mercer name.

Years later, those children returned as witnesses against her. Sloane Vale smiled for the cameras while calling Caroline a monster. Nolan Vale handed federal investigators a beautiful stack of forged evidence. Caroline's husband was broken, her company was seized, and her only daughter, Evelyn, died after being traded into a marriage meant to protect everyone else's reputation.

Then Caroline opened her eyes on the morning the Vale children first arrived at her door.

This time, she would feed them. She would house them. She would educate them. She would keep every receipt, every doctor's report, every legal notice.

But she would never again give strangers the keys to her child's future.

Dante Ashford is my stepbrother, and the one person I should never have fallen in love with.

When I was ten, my parents died saving his family. The Ashfords took me in. He was good to me back then. Somewhere along the way, I fell for him.

When I was eighteen, he nearly died in an ambush. I donated blood, then a kidney to save him. I was unconscious for three days. When I woke up, Vivian Ross sat by his bed—and he believed she was his savior.

After that, he pushed me away. Vivian became his fiancée.

In my past life, Vivian's crimes brought disaster to our family. Dante got on his knees and begged me to take her punishment. I refused. She died anyway. Then he pretended to love me, planned our wedding—and on that day, his assistant announced to everyone: "This wedding was a lesson to show Miss Elena Hayes what it feels like to be abandoned by the whole world."

I jumped from the church balcony.

When I opened my eyes, I was back at that moment—him on his knees, begging.

This time, I said yes.

Dante, from now on, we're done.

Three years into being Nathan Cole’s kept woman, I learned I was the missing daughter of one of the wealthiest families in the city.

I was about to go to them when I saw the news. Nathan had already taken his childhood friend to the party welcoming their daughter home.

When I got there, I found Vanessa Reed crying against his chest.

“What if Claire finds out?”

Nathan wiped her tears away.

“She won’t. And you need to stop feeling guilty.

“Enjoy being a Whitmore. I’ll take care of her for the rest of her life. She won’t want for anything.”

I rested a hand over my stomach.

What a joke.

I’d almost believed that with his baby on the way and the Whitmore name, I’d finally be good enough to marry him.

My husband hasn't touched me in five years. He claims he has a rare, violent allergy to women.
So when I was slipping off a cliff, he let me fall into a freezing river rather than grab my bare hand.
I lost our baby.
Three days later, I caught him rubbing another woman's ankle with his bare hands. His eyes were full of love.
So much for the rare allergy. It only applies to the woman you don’t love.
I dropped the divorce papers on his desk. "I want out."
He thought I was bluffing. But what happens when the "chaste" billionaire realizes the wife he threw away is the one who found for many years?

My boyfriend came from a family with more money than they could ever spend. In seven years together, he'd never given me a gift. After proposing, he'd asked for the diamond ring back so he could return it. When we were supposed to get married at the courthouse, he decided even the license fee was a waste of money.

Then he married the girl he'd grown up with and booked the city's most expensive hotel for the engagement party he'd promised her.

The shock brought on my grandmother's heart attack. While the hospital tried to save her, I went down on my knees and begged him to return the wages he'd been keeping for me. I needed that money for her medical bills and the care I hoped she'd live to need.

He put an arm around his new wife and pretended he didn't know me. He said he didn't support beggars too lazy to work, then had security throw me out.

Grandma died on New Year's Eve, with fireworks going off outside.

While everyone else celebrated, I handled her funeral alone. I also accepted a job overseas.

When I went home for my passport, he was in a good mood after visiting his family with his childhood sweetheart. He thought I was sulking. For the first time, he made me a generous offer.

“Oh, come on. How bad can things be with your grandmother? I'll give you a big wedding. Let her show off a little.”

He didn't know that the moment Grandma stopped breathing, I stopped wanting to marry him.

Three months after being reunited with the Harrington family, I won £5 million in the lottery.

Then, they kicked me out of the house.

My father, my mother, and that imposter brother—three swindlers—fabricated an apocalyptic lie and used a so-called "heirloom" to steal my lottery ticket.

They didn't know that the end times really were coming.

Unbeknownst to them, the true power of that wristband was—item duplication.

Little did they know, I was the one who had truly been reborn from the apocalypse.

In my past life, they used me as bait, letting me be torn to pieces by the infected.

In this life, 5 million pounds? Go ahead and squander it.

I want to watch them struggle in despair and die in fear.

And I will have unlimited resources at my disposal, on this wasteland—

My aunt publicly shamed me in our family's group chat.
She posted a scandalous tabloid photo of a pregnancy rune, screaming that I was knocked up by a 48-year-old, heavily indebted, curse-infected former goblin hunter.
"You've ruined our family's honor, Seraphina! Marry Silas today and sign the soul-binding contract, or you'll be disowned!" she demanded.
Instantly, the group chat exploded with relatives cursing my name.
They thought I was ruined. My aunt thought her master plan to steal my high-paying bank salary to cover this old creep's gambling debts had finally worked.
What she didn't know? I never drank her tea laced with an illegal Love Bond. I never wore the cursed dress laced with an Obedience Charm.
I sent her own precious, supposedly innocent 20-year-old daughter, Chloe, to the blind date instead.
I calmly saved the photo, zoomed in on the magical signature glowing on the pregnancy rune, drew a bright red circle around it, and hit 'send' to the entire family.
"@Agatha," I typed. "Before you force me into a wedding dress, you might want to read the name on that Foul Fetus. Congratulations, Auntie... you're going to be a grandmother."
The chat went dead silent. Then, my phone rang with Aunt Agatha's hysterical, blood-curdling scream. But the real nightmare for her? This was only step one of my revenge.

My husband is an angel on an earthly trial. Every time he feels something for me, he endures divine punishment — like his chest is being ripped open from the inside.

But he told me he'd take that pain gladly, as long as it was for me.

He left a mark on my collarbone. Activate it when you're in danger, he said, and I'll rip through anything to get to you.

I believed him.

Then came a mission where I got grabbed by an armed fugitive gang and held in an abandoned warehouse for three straight days of torture and abuse.

No water. No sleep. The tendons in my hands and feet cut one by one.

Half-dead, I used the last of my strength to activate the mark.

And I heard him talking to his angel companion.

"Beckett, why did you give those people Demi's location? You know what they'll do to her."

He didn't even flinch. "She'll be fine. She's the Chosen One — she can't die. They were going after Macie. I didn't have a choice. Once this mission's over, I can petition to stay on earth. I'll make it up to Demi. She gets it."

So that's the price of being understanding. Dying inside a trap he built for me.

My heart just shatters. And I stop fighting.

Six months ago, a deadly dose of ricin was secretly dropped into my drink. The toxic substance has been relentlessly destroying my body ever since, and my time is nearly up.

Today, my physical strength has completely faded, leaving me with only seventy-two hours to draw breath.

On the brink of my impending death, I gave in and consented to give my remaining kidney to my sister. Overflowing with joy, my fiancé pledged on his allegiance to our crime family that he would spend his remaining days making amends to me.

When my sister faced trial before the mob council for embezzling millions from our illegal bank accounts—a scheme she executed using my financial blueprints—I stepped into the chamber and took full responsibility for the crime.

My parents offered warm smiles, expressing relief that I had finally grown into a dutiful daughter. Through their eyes, I have at last become the ideal soldier and bride for our family.

So why will they be weeping uncontrollably when they stand over my icy, lifeless body?

"Valerie, you've been working yourself to death. I booked you a flight to Switzerland—take Leo, go relax for a while." My husband Cedric set an Hermès scarf down on the table. "Early gift for our tenth anniversary."
I was thrilled, twirling in front of the mirror with the scarf, admiring how it looked.
That's when my son came around the corner, iPad in hand. "Mommy, a message just popped up. Daddy said he wants to give Seraphina a real family."
My mind just... blanked out.
I opened the message myself, and there it was—a whole year of secrets I never even knew existed.
So he wants to make things right with his old flame? Fine.
Then I get to take back everything I ever gave him.

On the way to the hospital to deliver my baby, rain was coming down in sheets.
Suddenly, my husband slammed on the brakes. He'd spotted his ex-girlfriend standing in the downpour with her child.
"She's struggling as a single mom. I'm just going to help her carry those groceries upstairs. Ten minutes, tops."
Clutching my belly through the contractions, I begged him, "But I'm about to give birth. I'm in so much pain."
He just locked the car doors with a click, his voice sharp with annoyance.
"Sarah, can you try to be a little more empathetic? She's soaking wet."
In those ten minutes, my water broke. Desperate to survive, blood on my hands, I crawled out through the back hatch.
While I was fighting for my life in the ER—
His ex posted a snapshot.
In the video, my husband was gently toweling off her hair. The caption read:
[So glad you're here.]

"Very entertaining. I highly recommend this book to the permanent library of any reader that appreciates a very well written mystery, with some twists and an intelligent plot. You will not be disappointed. Excellent way to spend a cold weekend!" --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (regarding Murder in the Manor) BEACHFRONT BAKERY: A KILLER CUPCAKE is the debut novel in a charming and hilarious new cozy mystery series by #1 bestselling author Fiona Grace, whose bestselling Murder in the Manor (A Lacey Doyle Cozy Mystery) has nearly 200 five star reviews. Allison Sweet, 34, a sous chef in Los Angeles, has had it up to here with demeaning customers, her demanding boss, and her failed love life. After a shocking incident, she realizes the time has come to start life fresh and follow her lifelong dream of moving to a small town and opening a bakery of her own. When Allison spots a charming, vacant storefront on the boardwalk near Venice, she wonders if she could really start life anew. Feeling like it’s a sign, and a time to take a chance in life, she goes for it. Yet Allison did not anticipate the wild ride ahead of her: the boardwalk, filled with fun and outrageous characters, is pulsing with life, from the Italian pizzeria owners on either side of her who vie for her affection, to the fortune tellers and scheming rival bakery owner nearby. Allison yearns to just focus on her delicious new pastry recipes and keep her struggling bakery afloat—but when a murder occurs right near her shop, everything changes. Implicated, her entire future at stake, Allison has no choice but to investigate to clear her name. As an orphaned dog wanders into her life, a devoted new sidekick with a knack for solving mysteries, she starts her search. Will they find the killer? And can her struggling bakery survive? A hilarious cozy mystery series, packed with twists, turns, romance, travel, food and unexpected adventure, the BEACHFRONT BAKERY series will keep you laughing and turning pages late into the night as you fall in love with an endearing new character who will capture your heart. Book #2 in the series—A MURDEROUS MACARON—is also available!

A simple girl, Sofia Black didn't expect to collide with the biggest bully on the very first day of her school. She couldn't realize that her whole life was about to take a different turn. A turn that was both pleasant and unpleasant at the same time.

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

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

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

My name is Alex Smith, just an ordinary employee at a company. Yesterday, two idiotic female colleagues framed me, and my boss didn't even give me a chance to explain before firing me. I prided myself on my skills, working tirelessly and loyally for the company, only to be accused of leaking company secrets.
Maybe I've just been unlucky lately. Yesterday, I got fired, and today, I survived a plane crash and ended up on a deserted island with no cell signal. To my utter disbelief, not only did I run into my attractive colleague on the island, but I also encountered the boss who framed me.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content， minors are not allowed to read!!!）
However, Leon was the useless son-in-law that everyone looked down upon, but no one knew his true identity.
When Leon turned around and sat in his Rolls-Royce Phantom, those who had looked down on him knelt before him, calling him "BOSS" in terror!
His wife cried and begged him: "Leon，I still love you, please don't leave me."
His mother-in-law knelt down and said: "Boss, I know I was wrong!"

Cara found out she's pregnant after her fate mate proposed to someone else,
and today is the day her alpha king ex-mate's wedding...
Everyone is waiting for his wedding vows.
But he annouces the wedding is cancelled...
Bc his man says:"Sir, your ex-mate had a car accident here...
she's pregnant with twins……"

Jolene "Jo" is a cynical, ambitious small-town paralegal whose paranormal vlogging career is going nowhere. Desperate for a viral hit, her life explodes when she wakes up naked, sticky, and newly turned in a concrete room full of terrified strangers. The news? She’s a werewolf, a new responsibility for the impossibly handsome, enigmatic, and utterly ill-tempered Alpha Lexington.

Lexington makes it crystal clear: most new turnlings die before the second full moon, and if she survives, she belongs to his pack. But to Jo, this isn't a terrifying curse—it's the content gold she's been waiting for. She starts documenting her bizarre, terrifying, and surprisingly entertaining supernatural life, determined to make her 'My First Shift' vlog the biggest sensation on VidHub.

Her antics quickly draw the ire of the most powerful being on the continent: Merrick, the lethal and uncompromising Lycan King. He sees her rogue vlogging as a threat to his world’s secrecy, and tasks Lexington with the impossible: bring the feisty new wolf to heel or face the King’s wrath.

Unbeknownst to Jo (and the King himself), Merrick recognizes her as his fated mate—a destiny he has vowed never to accept. As Jo's bright, defiant personality starts to chip away at the sullen, dangerous existence of his pack, the King finds himself helplessly watching her channel, falling a little more in love with the chaotic wolf he's supposed to silence forever.

Jolene's journey is a battle for survival, not just against her shifting body and dangerous Alpha, but against a destiny written by a Lycan King who loves her too much to ever claim her.

This is a collection of werewolf stories that will keep you on the edge of your seat, flipping through the pages and wanting more.


Book 1: Her Alpha Mate
Freya is the joy and life of the pack. All revere her as the daughter of Alpha.
She's blessed by the moon goddess. The Moon Goddess blessed her with a heart of gold.
But her mate Zack, an alpha, doesn't want her because he doesn't want a mate.


Book 2: Her Broken Mate
Sarah is now twenty-three and still without a mate.
When visiting the packhouse, she finally found her mate.
The son of the Alpha. The hottest man she ever met.
But he is a mute.


Book 3: Her Passion
Ava is a rogue who is forced by a new law to attend a school for werewolves for a year. There she meets her mate, a certain Alpha, who has a grudge against all rogues. Will he get the life he has always longed for, or will his pride get the better of him?


Book 4: Her Annoying Mate
Mary James has had a pretty rough life. After being betrayed and heartbroken by both her boyfriend and her father, Mary moves to a small town to find comfort with her mother. All isn't as it seems, and soon Mary finds herself in a world she didn't even know existed outside of novels and movies. Not only does the city seem bizarre to her, but her senses sharpen, her temper gets out of control, and her hunger grows. When an arrogant, egotistical, sexy and possessive alpha male who didn't want her in the first place comes along, her life seamlessly descends into madness.

I found my angel. Then I broke her wings.

Alexis should’ve never set foot in my world.
Men like me stain girls like her. We take their innocence and tear it to shreds.
She thinks she’s tough. She thinks she can handle me.
But she doesn’t know just how deep my darkness goes.

It was for the best that I claimed her for a night and left her behind.
Anything more than that would have been cruel.

I thought I’d seen the last of Alexis Wright.
So imagine my surprise two years later when the door to my office opens…
And she walks in.
The girl I ravaged. The girl I devoured.

Now that’s she’s in front of me again, I have just two questions for her:
First—what is she doing here?
And second…
What does she mean, “our baby”?

“Take off your clothes slowly, put on a little show for us.” One of the three brothers ordered.

“Lay on the bed and spread your needy pussy wide open for our view.” I obeyed instantly, spreading my legs and showing them my glistening drenched pussy.

“Fuck, you are already dripping for us. Do you want us to give your little hole what it craves.” His deep voice whispered into my ear, causing my whole body to vibrate with needs and I nodded.

“Words, little one.” Another voice whispered.

“Y..yes, D..daddy.”


Jasmine became homeless when she was thrown out of the house by the people she called parents at the age of thirteen. She couldn't afford to rent a house, so she made the street her home and lived under the bridge.

But her life changed when she was saved from a rape incident by three dangerous mafia brothers. The three of them take a liking to her and will do anything to keep her safe.

They want to share her but is she willing to submit to them freely and become their little submissive?

Diana, to save the one thing she adored the most, had to substitute her sister and get married to a Disable, unwanted Alpha, after being rejected by her own mate who choose her elder sister over her. Heartbroken and sad, she discovered this disabled Alpha was her second chance mate, but he also rejected her, and continuously made her life miserable despite they were soon to be married.

Somehow, Diana had a night of pleasure with him, leading her to get pregnant. She thought this would save her marriage and was about to inform her husband but then overheard him, the disabled Alpha, Dante plotting to kill her. Scared for her life, Diana made an escape into another realm where she discovered her true identity and realized everything she knew was a lie.

After she ran away, Dante regretted all his actions and started to desire to have her back but then she was nowhere to be found. Four years after, Diana returned back to the werewolf community, now a powerful Luna about to get Bethrothed to Dante's cousin.

How come?

Will Diana ever forgive Dante especially when her mind is set to ruin him?

By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room.

Her two lives never touch.
Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client.

David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love.

As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him.

Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.

One wardrobe malfunction.
Two people who don’t belong together.
Three awful words: “Be my wife.”

Everyone else is at this party to marry the host.
I’m only here until I can get a ride home.
When my dress rips in the world’s worst-timed wardrobe malfunction,
I go find somewhere quiet to fix it.

So I’m standing there in nothing but my heels when,
As my luck would have it, the door opens…

And the man of the hour walks in.

I wish I could say I played it cool.
But it’s been a looong time since anyone has seen me in my birthday suit…
Much less the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.

All I want to do is fix my dress, click my heels three times, and be back on my couch in fuzzy slippers.
But Ivan has other ideas.

He’s decided who he’s taking to the altar…
And I don’t have a choice but to say “I do.”

What's worse than being dragged to a wedding?
Finding out the groom is your ex.
And he’s still not over you.

Yulian Lozhkin was crafted by the Good Lord Himself.
Stormy-gray eyes. GQ stubble. Cheesegrater abs.

Too bad he's one of the most dangerous, powerful men in the city.

He needs a fake fiancé to seal the deal that will crown him king.
And I need his help to get my son the special care he needs.

So I make a deal to be his date for the night.
But imagine my surprise when we arrive at the ceremony and I see who's getting married...

MY EX.

And as the wedding unfolds, I realize just how not over me he is.
I broke up with him for good reason.
Namely, he’s a terrible person.
Him awkwardly hitting on me in front of his wife-to-be explains it all.

But Yulian needs to close this deal and stay.
And I can suck it up for one night for my son’s well-being.

Which brings me to maybe the worst moment of my entire life…
When the pastor asks, “Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
And my ex says, “No…
I want HER instead.”

"The entire wealthy circle in Seattle knew how much Stella Carlson loved Aaron Malone. People watched the childhood sweethearts grow from inexperience to maturity, finally getting married in a grand wedding ceremony.

On the day of the wedding, despite the alliance between the Carlson and Malone families, the groom ran away. Stella knew that Aaron had rushed to L.A. to take care of his ex-girlfriend, who had attempted suicide.

Unwilling to become the laughingstock of all Seattle, she gritted her teeth and dialed the number of her adversary, her tone almost commanding, "Ethan, come and marry me now. This is your only chance for revenge."

On the other end, Ethan Powers raised an eyebrow as he gripped his phone, staring at the floor littered with cigarette butts. "Did the groom run away?" he asked. "My darling."

It started with the mile high club.
It ended with a fake marriage and his baby in my belly.

I thought it was just a hookup on an airplane.
Let’s be cute and call it a “one-flight-stand.”
Or we could be more accurate and call it what it really was:
The day that ruined my life.

Aleksandr Makarova sure looked the part of the knight in shining armor.
Tall, rich, with eyes that promised all kinds of delicious things.
Not to mention, a body that delivered on those promises.

It was the craziest moment of my life.
But when the flight landed, Aleks disappeared.

I tried to pretend it didn’t hurt my feelings.
Back to my boring old reality, right?

The problem was, Aleks wasn’t really gone.

And when I stepped one toe in my house and saw what he’d done to my family, I realized…
He wasn’t going away anytime soon.

Book 1: Loving the billionaire series.

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

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

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

Book 2: A game with the billionaire.

Book 3: Taming the billionaire.

"I will never carry your child," I spat.
The Alpha's grip on my jaw tightened, his eyes darkening with a hunger that wasn't just gold—it was primal. "I don't need you to carry it, Aria. I need you to pretend it's yours. One year as my Luna, or one lifetime in the pens. Choose."
One night, while returning from the clinic where she tended to the sick, Aria sensed she was being followed. Before she could react, three men ambushed her in the shadowed forest, claiming her father had gambled her away.
Her desperate pleas went unanswered as she was struck unconscious, only to awaken in the heart of a notorious slave camp.
There, she learned she was destined to serve as the breeder for the Alpha of the Hellbound Pack, Draven Darkmoon, a man feared for his cursed bloodline.
But when Draven is thrust into Aria's world, her wolf recognizes him as her mate, igniting a dangerous collision of passion, power, and desire that neither can resist.

When Evan Sterling discovered Estera Roberts lurking in the shadows of his father's mansion in Charlestown he thought she was a trespasser and a thief.
But not the kind he had feared...
She stole his young heart, making it impossible to love another. When his father told him he had to court and marry the daughter of a business associate to save their empire, he refused until his father made him witness him and Estera having sex. With his young heart shattered, he went after Estera to confront her only to discover she was gone.
Years later, and now married, he attended a friend's bachelor party and found a hauntingly familiar figure amongst the masked seductresses. Intoxicated, and having no inhibition, he cornered her, insisting on a private dance at any cost.
Having gotten his way to have her alone, Evan unveiled the mask dancer and wasn't surprised to find it was Estera.
A heated exchange led to a passionate encounter, and now Evan knew his father, Edward, had deceived him. But when he woke up the following day he found Estera gone. Confused and upset he went back to Charlestown for answers, but even with the truth shattering his entire existence, he knew he could not dare to go after Estera because he could not give her the forever after she deserved.
When a health crisis forced him to rush his wife to a hospital in New York, he saw Estera with a child that was a mirror image of himself. The event exposed a deeper sinister plot much more than he could ever imagine. And now he doesn’t only have to contend with his family and in-laws, but also Estera’s sexy boss, who seems to have a hold on her as well.

“You’re cursed,” my mother spat, her voice dripping with disgust. “I should have fed you to wild boars the day you were born. Only the goddess knows what terrible sin you committed in your past life to deserve this fate.”
She lounged on her seat of authority, my younger sister safely beside her, while I knelt on the cold floor like a criminal awaiting judgment.
“Please… Mother,” I whispered.
Her face twisted with rage. “Don’t you dare call me that.”
She rose, her hand striking my face before she collapsed back into her seat, breathless and shaking. Pain burned across my skin, but it was nothing compared to the ache in my chest.
I covered my face and let the tears fall freely. In a world that had never shown me mercy, I couldn’t help but wonder—would death be kinder than living through this curse?

I can barely breathe. Another finger joins, and I clench around him.
“Alllllphaaaa” I scream his name like I’m being chased.
He captures my lips before pulling back.
“Evander. Van. Mine. Those are the names you scream, little wolf. Not Alpha.”
His fingers quicken, and I shatter.

After sixteen years in slavery, Zephyra—a powerful high priestess who lost her memories is claimed by the feared Alpha Evander, her fated mate who never stopped searching for her.
He declares her his Luna, transforming her life from pain to luxury in a single night. But when her former master crashes their wedding, determined to reclaim his “property,” Zephyra must prove she’s worthy of her new title.

The only way? Enter the Proving—a survival realm where time fractures, shadow creatures hunt, and only 10% emerge alive.
Without her wolf, her memories, or her power, Zephyra faces an impossible choice: die as a slave, or survive long enough to remember she was never weak at all.

Mara Kess has spent three years at Shadowcrest Academy trying to survive. Not thrive. Survive. Every day is a battle against magic she shouldn't possess and opponents who are born with power in their bones. Every day, she watches the same person crush her dreams in the sparring rings.
Soren Valdris is a fae prince hidden behind a scholarship. Cold. Untouchable. Ruthless. He moves through Shadowcrest like he owns it, and everyone knows he's destined for greatness. But he's also the reason Mara has failed the Trials three times. The reason she's marked as a liability. The reason she should have left already.
Then the Academy makes a decision that changes everything. A partnership project forces them into close quarters. And Soren, who everyone believes has ice for blood, begins to crack. His cold exterior melts in ways that terrify them both. He protects her. Challenges her. Makes her believe she might be more than the girl everyone underestimated.
But Mara's power is a secret. Soren's loyalty runs deeper than anyone knows. And when the truth comes out, everything they've built will burn.
They said Mara would never survive Shadowcrest. They never expected her to burn it down alongside the one person she trusted.

Three years after defeating Brit’s demonic army, Kenyatta sees signs of his return. A shared nightmare between him, his best friend Kita, and the other Children of the Gene draw the five warriors together once more, but the barriers are already crumbling.   Brit’s hold on his abysmal force erodes, and more powerful quentranzi break into the earth realm to sow chaos. With four nations on the brink of war, Kenyatta and the Children of the Gene must find and stop these hidden antagonists before the death and destruction creates more energy for the fiends to consume.   Even five warriors as powerful as the Children will not be enough, but can they convince other non-human races to join the fight?   Time runs thin, human nations unwittingly feed the demons among them, and the Children of the Gene must prevent two devastating wars and the destruction of the only barrier between earth and the abyss. If they fail, the worlds will merge, and earth will be overrun.   In this story of bravery, honor, love, and sacrifice, the stakes have never been higher. Fans will be left breathless and satisfied in this epic conclusion to the Legend of Takashaniel.

Evil never sleeps.Technology is dead, and the world grows wild with dangers born from legend. Kenyatta and his friends brave unknown horrors to stand against a massive horde of the most feared monsters in the abyss. Demonic enemies appear out the shadows, and five warriors unite to stop the tide of evil before it washes over the land, and envelopes the world in darkness.

WARNING: This book is rated 18+ and will contain explicit sexual contents.

He's off-limits. But tonight, I'm done pretending.

Bell thinks I'm his sweet little girlfriend.
But it's his stepdad who sees the real me—
wet, needy, and aching to be ruined.

One look. One whisper. One filthy promise.

And just like that…
I'm on the kitchen counter, legs wide, moaning "Daddy."

This isn't just sex
This is sin
And it feels so damn good to be a sinner.

Welcome to the diary of a sinner—where shame is foreplay and obedience tastes like lust. Where pleasure is punishment—and sin feels holy.

This is a collection of raw, filthy, indulgent one-shots where no desire is too dark to explore, no boundary too sacred to cross. Each story is a confessional soaked in pleasure, punishment, and the bittersweet afterglow of release.

And you’re going to love every one of them, especially if you're looking for a book filled with wild sexual fantasies.

Join the ride, if you can control the heat.

Mara Kim has never belonged anywhere… until someone decided she did.
Thrown into Isteros Academy—a world of old money, blood money, and cruel social games—she's an outsider by birth and an afterthought by design. Her sister Solyn is the school's untouchable queen and Mara is her favorite target.
Everyone expects Atreus to treat his fiancée’s scholarship sister like everyone else does—as if she doesn’t matter.
Instead, his dorm room sits directly across from hers, close enough that she can see his light go out at night. Some nights, he climbs the old maintenance trellis just to check on her. He teaches her chess. He shows up exactly when something's gone wrong—and never once asks to be thanked for it.
"Don't fall in love with one piece," he warns her, over a board neither of them treats like a game anymore. "It punishes the person who only sees half of it."
Mara doesn't understand why the boy who's supposed to make her life harder keeps quietly making it easier—not until she realizes the anonymous stranger she's been writing to every week already has a name.
His.
He doesn't know he's writing to her, either.
By the time they find out, it's too late to stop what's already happening. Far too dangerous for anyone to find out.
In an empty studio, in the middle of a rainstorm, she asks him: 'Am I the kind of girl who kisses a boy engaged to my sister?'
He doesn't answer.
So she asks: 'What are we?’
He told her not to fall in love with one piece.
She fell anyway.
And he was never far behind.