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Alexander Gray never suspects his investment consultant Vera is the hidden trillion-dollar heiress of Sterling Holdings. Fed up with restrictive elite life, she hides her identity to work an ordinary job. A sudden encounter with her boss sparks a thrilling secret romance—professional by day, irresistibly intimate by night.
When Alexander’s mother offers $50 million to drive her away, Vera shuts down her arrogance with a $100 million counteroffer. Her extraordinary talents soon surface, bringing huge profits and stunning the entire board. Once her true identity is revealed, the cold-hearted CEO falls madly in love, cherishing her genuine self over her wealth. A sizzling billionaire romance packed with shocking reversals and sweet true love!

Dalia Bloodoath has known nothing but rejection. Branded a bad omen as the black wolf of Bloodmoon Pack, she was betrayed by her father, despised by her sister, and left motherless before she could even remember her face.
When her father trades her to the Lycan Kingdom, Dalia expects another prison—until she discovers the truth. The Lycan King himself is her fated mate.
Alaric Muskbane has ruled with steel and silence since the murder of his mother and the loss of the mate he believed he could never replace.
Hardened by grief, he refuses to accept another bond—especially with the daughter of a pack steeped in betrayal. Yet the mark on Dalia’s skin, the fire in her blood, and the prophecy she carries make her impossible to ignore.
But fate is never simple.
Shadows stir in the cursed woods. Rogues gather under a rogue king who seems to be determined to end the werewolf race as we know it.
As past lives unravel through dreams and ancient ruins, Dalia and Alaric must face the truth: they have loved and lost each other before. And if history repeats itself, she may die again–this time with more lives at stake.
Caught between deception and destiny, betrayal and forgiveness, Dalia must choose: surrender to fear, or embrace the power of the black wolf and fight for a love that defies death itself.

In my first life, Alpha Damon Hawthorne rescued me, made me his mate, and poisoned me.
When I woke in the forest, I remembered enough to change one thing: this time, I would get my friend Selene to safety, let him find her, and leave.
He chose her. I asked for my freedom.
Then he broke my betrothal to another man and told me I had always been his.

I’ve had the Sight for as long as I can remember.
Born into a matrilineal line of Salem witches, I can pierce the veil of the dead. I see the wandering souls and the lingering traces of magic left behind in the mortal world.
I always assumed this gift was nothing more than my own harmless little secret.
Until the night of our fifth wedding anniversary.
I lit the final taper candle on the long dining table. As the flame flickered, my Sight instinctively slipped open, my gaze drifting toward the deep shadows by the fireplace.
A spirit was huddled there in the dark.
It was my husband—Silas Blackwood.
Ice flooded my veins. What the hell is going on? Is Silas... dead?!
My hands shook as I fumbled for my phone, stumbling back in a frantic rush to dial his number.
But before my thumb could hit the call button—before my lips could even form the words of a banishing spell—
Click.
The front door opened.
Silas strode in, bringing the damp, fresh scent of the rain with him.
"Sorry I'm late, Evie."
My breath caught. If Silas was dead... then who the hell was standing right in front of me, wearing his skin?

I remember that frost-covered train door like it was the last thing I ever saw. Because it was.
The escape spot I’d spent three years scraping together? My fiancée was sitting in it, wearing my parka. Her brother had my hiking boots on his feet. Her mother clutched the medical kit I’d carried six miles through ash-covered roads. And Caleb Frost—the ex she’d sworn was just “someone from the past”—stood in the seat that should have been mine, lifting my silver emergency flask in a toast.
While I froze out in the subzero ash storm, my lungs burning like they were filled with shards of broken glass, they turned their backs to me under the warm yellow light inside.
Then I woke up.
The calendar read May 3, 2041. Exactly one year before the Yellowstone chain eruption would turn the northern hemisphere into a frozen grave.
On the TV, experts were still downplaying the volcanic tremors, insisting there was no immediate risk to the public. My fiancée walked into the bedroom wearing one of my white shirts, carrying coffee in the blue mug she’d bought with my card. She reached for my forehead, asking if I’d had a bad dream.
None of them know I’ve already died once.
They’re still plotting how to make me pay for her brother’s failed investments, how to sneak texts to her old boyfriend, how to use me as their most obedient, most useful doormat until the world ends. I’ve sold the downtown office towers, mortgaged the lakefront house, bought the abandoned geothermal station no one wanted in the dead mountains, and signed a stack of engineering contracts they’ll never bother to read.
They still smile and thank me, tell me I’m the best fiancé in the world.
They have no idea who will be holding the key to the door, when the sky goes dark forever and the snow never stops falling.

I gave my Alpha fiancé to my stepsister.

My mother's face lit up. "You're giving Damon to Maya? Don't come crying later, Kira. That man is the most powerful Alpha alive."

I won't. Never again.

Last life, I married him. Suffocated for three years.

He wanted a perfect Luna. I showed up to the full moon gala in a mini skirt. The elite ladies circled in—*"Shameless. Like a bitch in heat."* Damon walked over, draped his jacket over my shoulders.

I thought he was protecting me.

"Must you embarrass me like this?" His voice cut like ice. "Every damn time."

That's when I knew: he loved the perfect Luna. Not me.

Then came the conservative gowns, endless etiquette training, and every time I fought back—*"Pack law, Kira. Obey."*

Until the flames took me, I swore: If I ever got another chance, I would never marry that man.

I woke the night before our engagement and pushed the contract away. "Let Maya be his perfect Luna. I just want my freedom."

But I didn't expect—

When Damon discovered the switch, the cold Alpha completely lost it.

After months of being bullied at school, things got even worse—the bullies said they wanted to come to my house.
Wanted to see what kind of family a "dog" like me came from.
I begged them, sobbing, not to do it.
Because my dad is a serial killer. My mom is a twisted murderer. And my brother is a full-blown psychopath.
If they come to my house, they will die.

In my past life, the glorious "Son of the Sun" drained my divine blood until I died a broken shell.
Reborn, my twin sister eagerly steals my fiancé, shoving me toward the exiled, "crippled" King of the Shadow Crows.
As she flaunts her stolen glory, desperate to birth the sky's future ruler, I can only smile.
She doesn't know her golden prince is functionally sterile—and the "heir" she's destroying herself to conceive will be a nightmare.
And she certainly has no idea that my featherless, outcast husband is actually the ancient Abyssal Phoenix.
Let her drown in the hell she stole. This time, I’ll let the very abyss she cursed crown me as a True God.

"We can only take one more person! Any heavier and we ALL go down!"

In the middle of a raging forest fire, my fiancé Carter Hayes was piloting a fuel-leaking helicopter, forced to choose between me and my cousin Lily Sterling.

He chose me.

Lily was left behind in the inferno. She burned.

I thought surviving made me lucky — until my parents slapped me across the face at my wedding. "Why wasn't it YOU who died?"

Turns out, I was never the one they wanted to save.

Carter married me, then spent five years making me wish I'd died in that fire instead. He and my parents worked together, systematically stripping away my dignity, my career, and every reason I had to keep living.

Three years into my depression, I jumped from the top floor of the Hayes estate.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself back before the fire — before the helicopter took off, before Carter made his choice.

This time, I spoke first. "Take Lily."

If they all wanted me dead, then I'd give them exactly what they wanted.

"Did you bring one back?" My mom, Siobhan, urged.
I pushed my half-empty mug to the center of the cafe table. The campus buzzed around me, students stressing over minor things like finals.
"I’m still at school, Mom."
"The Summer Solstice is in exactly one month, Maeve." The line crackled.
"If you cross that water empty-handed, Finn is going to the pens. Are you going to let your own brother be taken?"

My husband thinks a "tragic surgical accident" left me completely blind. Now, he's moved his mistress right into our house to be my nurse. They openly whisper about my life insurance while preparing my afternoon tea. They think a blind wife is the perfect prey. But are they sure I'm in the dark?

Ten years ago, I took a knife from a crazed patient to save Gideon, losing my ability to ever become a mother.

Ten years later, he is America's most celebrated "Charity Doctor." Over the years, he brought home three pitiful orphans and asked me to treat them as my own.

I poured my heart and soul into raising them, until the eldest smashed a vase into my face.

Lying in my hospital bed, I overheard the whispers of my husband and his lover.

"Gideon, making her raise our three illegitimate kids as charity orphans... aren't you afraid your philanthropic reputation will be ruined if she finds out the truth?" The woman's coquettish voice carried a probing edge and a hint of schadenfreude.

My breath instantly hitched.

Gideon scoffed coldly. "So what if she does? She should be thanking me for letting her play mother."

"But she did take that knife for you back then..."

"Don't mention the knife!" Gideon interrupted, his tone suddenly dripping with venom. "She was already diagnosed with infertility before the stabbing!"

"Since she loves scheming so much, I'll let her be a free nanny to our flesh and blood for the rest of her life. It's exactly what she deserves!"

My husband's first love, Celine, lured me to a remote cabin under the guise of an "apology."
 
She then poured gasoline all over the porch and locked the door from the outside.
 
In my past life, the moment the fire began to spread, I desperately called my husband, Julian—a fire captain—for rescue.
 
He smashed the door open and saved me.
 
Ironically, Celine's scheme backfired, and she died of smoke inhalation outside.
 
Yet, Julian pinned her blood debt entirely on me.
 
He kept me at the hospital with his hypocritical comfort, only to tear off his disguise the day I was discharged. He tied me to a pillar in an abandoned warehouse and poured gasoline at my feet.
 
As the flames ignited, my ten-week-old unborn child and I were swallowed by the raging fire.
 
Julian's eyes were bloodshot. Facing my agonizing screams, his gaze held nothing but pure, unadulterated hatred:
 
"If you hadn't gone mad with jealousy and locked the door from the inside, Celine would never have died! Stop playing the victim!"
 
"The pain she suffered before she died... I'm going to make you pay for it ten times, a hundred times over!"
 
In the blazing light, he watched coldly as I was burned alive, turning into a charred corpse.
 
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the exact moment the fire started to spread.

The Apocalypse Descended. Zombies Slaughtered the City.

I was the first to awaken a top-tier ability — and I used it to flip half a street's worth of zombies like ragdolls.

I led a ragged band of survivors through the siege, carved a path out with blood and fire, and seized an abandoned military factory on the east side of the city. We turned it into a fortress.

I was the name that made everything within miles tremble — the Devil King, they called me.

The government base sent envoys three times to bring me into the fold. All three times, I threw their people and their vehicles right back out the gates.

A research lab came looking for cooperation. I torched their sample truck on the spot.

The rules inside this base? Mine. Anyone who didn't like it got tossed over the wall to feed the dead.

Every grain of rice, every pill, every night of safety — all of it was bought with blood. My blood. My people's blood. Clawed back from the jaws of a million rotting corpses.

Everyone respected me. Everyone feared me.

The only softness I ever allowed myself was for Xu Qinghe — the woman who'd crawled out of that mountain of corpses right beside me. My girlfriend. My one exception.


Then the lab dropped a bombshell: among the Awakened, one in ten thousand could evolve into an Ability King. The mark of this savior? A crimson blood-line on the inner forearm.

The whole world lost its mind.

Overnight, everyone stopped. No one manned the walls. No one scavenged for supplies. They just knelt there, day after day, praying for their Ability King to descend.

Then my girlfriend brought back a pretty-faced boy with a red line on his forearm.

The entire base fell to their knees before him like he was a living god.

And me — the man who'd bled for this base for three years, who'd held the line when no one else would — I was shoved out beyond the city gates.

Left for the dead.


A tide of a million zombies crashed against the walls. Their so-called god collapsed on the ground, sobbing and screaming for mercy.

Everyone inside waited to die.

That's when I looked down at my own forearm — at the crimson line I'd kept hidden all along.

And I smiled.

This time, it's my turn.

The day I secured the finale at New York Fashion Week, my adopted sister was in a car crash that left her completely blind.
And so began a ruthless campaign to destroy my life.
Listening to me prepare for the runway, she touched her heavy gauze bandages and wept bitterly. "You're so brilliant, Valora. Not like me... I'm just a useless, blind burden."
To placate her, our brother burned my core design sketches to ashes.
On the day of the show, my finale haute couture gown was maliciously slashed to ribbons. My reputation was left in ruins, and every single sponsor pulled their funding.
Later, she live-streamed her suicide attempt from a rooftop, sobbing that a disabled girl like her didn't deserve to be loved.
My husband dropped to one knee in front of the entire world and slipped the custom diamond ring—my ring—onto her finger.
That very night, I was dead-bolted inside my roaring, fire-engulfed studio.
With toxic smoke searing my lungs, I dialed my husband's number for help, only to be met with his frustrated, impatient voice:
"Serafina is blind! The fire alarms have her terrified! Stop being so damn petty and jealous right now!"
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of her accident. The day she faked her blindness.

My entire family betrayed me.

My husband Keith threatened divorce to force me into donating bone marrow to save my sister Berenice's life.

My parents slapped me across the face, screaming I owed her everything.

Thirty days in an underground lab, Keith wined and dined Berenice while I got steel needles driven through my spine daily.

When I begged Keith for help through the agony, he texted back: "Stop playing victim. Disgusting."

I died alone on day thirty. Keith arrived with divorce papers, ready for one final insult, but received a decomposing corpse crawling with maggots.

But when the truth came out, why did my loving family completely lose their minds?

On our fifth anniversary, Caspian gifted me a luxury yacht bearing my name. Everyone said I was the luckiest woman alive.
But when I finally conceived his child and prepared to share the news, his mistress sent me photos—him cradling a baby she'd given him, his eyes filled with a tenderness I'd never seen.
Five years of waiting, five years of infertility—all an elaborate lie.
He once whispered in my ear: "Even if every man in the world betrays his wife, I never will. You're my life. Without you, I can't survive."
I quietly packed, left behind my pregnancy report and all the evidence, and drove away. Three hours later, he received the call: my car exploded on the highway. No survivors.
From that day on, the most powerful man in Valen City lost his mind completely.

I took a bullet for my husband five years ago. He married me in the ICU before the anesthesia wore off.
Raffaele Santoro—heir to the most powerful mafia family in Italy—told me I was his everything. He bought a castle and named it after me. He reserved a grave beside his parents so we'd lie together for eternity.
While I was pumping my body full of hormones for our fourth round of IVF, he was across town watching his childhood sweetheart give birth to twin boys.
He named one of them Dante—the name I'd chosen for our future son.
The night I found out, I was seven weeks pregnant with his child.
I didn't tell him.
I called my best friend and said: I need everyone to think I'm dead.

Six weeks after his girlfriend had twins, my husband got himself fixed. He billed it to my insurance.
Then he spent nine years driving me to fertility clinics. Two surgeries. Four rounds of shots. He held my hand every time and told me next time.
The whole town said it was my fault. His mother asked me every Sunday if there was any news.
I died at forty-four. Three days before the end I couldn't open my eyes, but I could hear them over my bed. The girl I bought a purple bicycle for called him Dad.
Then I opened my eyes and I was thirty-four again, on a gurney, waiting for them to open me up one more time.
Last time I lay back down and let them do it. I did it three more times after that.
This time he's paying me back for all nine years, one line at a time.
The nurse asked me to confirm my date of birth. I did. Then I told her I wasn't doing it.

I spent three hundred years winning Varen Ashworth's war. Bled for him. Handed him my army, my secrets, the healing blood from my own chest. He'd be nothing without me.
On his coronation day, he announced his queen—and it wasn't me. It was Elara. Some trembling, doe-eyed girl he'd pulled out of a Demon camp. He told me I could stay on as her handmaid.
I laughed, voided the contract, and walked out.
Because I've lived this life before. Last time, I exposed Elara. Saved his throne. He thanked me—then slaughtered my entire bloodline.
This time, I'm not saving anyone.
This time, I'll watch him figure out exactly what kind of woman he picked over me. And when his whole world comes apart—he'll be on his knees, begging the one person who could've stopped it.
I won't be listening.

After the crash, my husband, Darius, lost his ability to speak. The trauma to his cervical spine left him unable to even lift a finger.
The doctors said his only remaining way to communicate was to nod, or to shake his head.
Sitting by his hospital bed, I finally asked the question that had been eating away at me for three months.
"When the crash happened... were you on your way to see your mistress?"
Darius stared dead at me. Then, slowly, he nodded.

"Knock on this door over the noise one more time, and you're dead!"
Calling the cops was useless, and I was too broke to move.
Driven practically insane, I recklessly tore open the black box from the dark web—the seller promised that if I just followed the instructions, it would "eliminate the noise at the source."
Less than half an hour later, the deafening rager upstairs completely stopped.
Three mornings later, a homicide detective pounded furiously on my door.
"The father and son upstairs are dead."

My Beta boyfriend had secret rendezvous with Annie — nine times in one night.
“You,” he sneered, “with your precious Alpha blood—do you think you’re better than everyone else?
Your jealousy is disgusting, Chloe.”
Annie, that viper disguised as an angel, stole my place, plagiarized my work, and climbed higher, stepping over my broken bones.
Even said,
“Beta Dean loves me!
You were always the extra!
It was you who ruined us!”
I won’t let them be happy.
This revenge, forged in blood and fire, has only just begun.

"She endured hardships with you back then just for your current net worth of a billion dollars. You must use the absolute 50/50 treatment to cure the 'poverty disease' in her bones."

After my husband's childhood friend Chloe returned from abroad, she brainwashed my husband, Ethan.

From then on, he demanded we split everything 50/50. Whether it was eating, sleeping, or doing household chores, even though I was pregnant, I had to pay half the cost.

Until one day I was hit by a car. Blood from a threatened miscarriage dripped all over the emergency room. The nurse held the bill, urging urgently: "Twenty thousand deposit to save the baby! Any slower and you'll miscarry!"

Ethan took out a black card, his voice ice-cold: "According to our 50/50 rule, I'm only paying my ten thousand."

I didn't cry or make a fuss. I simply took the ten thousand he gave me and got an abortion.

My boyfriend of five years was actually Gideon Pryce, Vale City's wealthiest heir—and our entire relationship was just a gold-digger test.
Then he handed me the receipts. Every dollar he’d spent on me in five years. He wanted it back.
He didn’t know about the ultrasound in my purse. Eleven weeks. A rare complication. One surgery that afternoon was my baby’s only chance, and I’d scraped together every cent of the $120,000 it cost.
He drained my account and bought his childhood best friend a Birkin.
I lost the baby. He said I was being dramatic.
Fine. He wants to talk money? Let’s talk money.
He spent five years hunting for a gold digger. By the time I’m done, he’ll find one—staring back at him in the mirror.

For ten silent years, I propped up a boy named Lycan—the least favored Alpha heir in his pack. Everyone said his bloodline was too thin, that he didn’t even deserve to compete for succession.

So I paved the way with money, used resources to help him awaken his bloodline, sent him to the best academy, and made sure he not only secured the position of pack’s new Alpha, but also crossed into the human world to become an Oscar-winning actor hailed by millions.

Tonight was his coronation and his Oscar night rolled into one. I sat in the shadows of the audience, watching him grip the trophy, debonair under the spotlight, genuinely happy for him. When his gaze skimmed across the crowd and landed on me, my chest warmed.
Did Lycan…notice me?

The next second, he faced the camera and spoke, frost-cold:
“I want to thank someone—she taught me what harassment really is.”

"This doesn't make sense."I whispered, my hand on the door knob.
"We can't tell mom and dad."He whispered back into the darkness.
"You can't be my mate!?" I hissed back, "You are my brother."
"I'm not going to resist the Sparks April,"He growled, but continued, "or the pull, and feeling of want... Do you hear me?"He growled.
"W-what?"
"I want you so bad..." he whispered.
It was like my lips moved and spoke for me.
"Then take me."
His warm lips smashed onto mine finding them in the dark. Sparks lit the tiny closet up, and suddenly I knew where he was almost as if we were in a room full of light. I could see every move he made, and I wanted him to make a move on me.
I kissed him back with force, and longing.
My first kiss is with my brother.
My mate.

My wife and my best friend had been sleeping together behind my back for a long time. Once the apocalypse hit, they completely dropped the act. While I was still stressing over how we would survive, they threw me straight into a zombie horde—just to buy themselves a few seconds to escape.
Given a second chance at life, I chose to report the impending zombie outbreak to the government, securing my place as a top-tier protected asset for the nation.
But what I didn't expect was... my wife and best friend were reborn too.

Once upon a time, when a kingdom fought for the dominance between the werewolves and the dragons, Alessia Lovato, the first female Alpha of the largest pack faced the harsh reality with her tears and pain. Right after her own eyes, Alessia watched her mate dying, her entire pack demolished and those who loved her all getting killed. When she came out to face her biggest enemy, the king of the dragons, RAVEN GROOVES, the moon goddess had showered her greatest cruelty on her. The man who was the sole reason behind her misery turned out to be her second chance mate. He yanked her with her hair, asking with the pure hated voice, brimming from his eyes,

" Tell me, what will I get in return in exchange for saving your pack?"

Alessia fought with her tears, blurted without bowing her head in front of the man that he loathed,

" My virginity! Let's fuck each others with hatred, King Raven."

In the enchanted world of Netherland, fairies and elves live peacefully, protected from their enemies by their pure hearts and magical powers. But when the jealous and scheming Eliza falls into the trap of the black witch, the fragile peace is threatened. The witch escapes to Earth, where she plans to carry out her evil schemes.

The God of Fairy sends three powerful student fairies, Charlie, Roman, and Brielle, to capture the witch and bring her back to Netherland. But their mission is complicated by the rule that they must not fall in love on Earth and avoid getting distracted.

Charlie, the most gifted and respected fairy in Netherland, falls into a LAFS (Love At First Sight) with a popular band leader in the school where the witch is hiding. As Charlie tries to balance her feelings for her newfound love and her duty to stop the witch, she also attracts unknown enemies who threaten her and her mission.

Meanwhile, Eliza continues to scheme and manipulate, putting herself and her fellow fairies in danger. Will the three fairies be able to capture the witch and save their world? Can Charlie resist the pull of love and focus on her mission? And what consequences will Eliza's actions have on the fragile peace of Netherland?

Once Upon A Magical Saga is a captivating tale of love, magic, and adventure that will transport readers to a world of wonder and danger.

He saved her life… now she’s become his obsession.

At nineteen, Madison dreamed of becoming an actress. She had a great life but she didn't want to follow in her parents footsteps. She wanted a life of her own and that was to be a world known actress. She had a best friend and an admirer whom she cared for. They made a promise that he would chase her for ten years and when she finally won his heart, she would marry him. Cedric was an ambitious entrepreneur with dreams of building his own entertainment company just for Madison. Madison was his first love. And then… Klaus returned from the states and Madison fell in love at first sight. She forgot about their promises and chose to love Klaus instead. Cedric didn't give up on her however, but years passed and she was madly in love with Klaus instead. When an arranged marriage with Klaus to merge businesses came to light, she was delighted. Believing love would eventually grow after marriage, she broke Cedric's heart and chose his brother instead. She blocked Cedric on every social media platform, stepped down from acting in general just to please the man she loved.

Lily, a young woman from a world where vampires and werewolves are nothing but legends, finds herself drawn into a mysterious forest.

As the days go by, Lily discovers that her life is about to change forever. In the forest, she uncovers the dark world of vampires and werewolves, where nothing is as it seems. The werewolves, once thought to be nothing more than myth, are revealed as enemies of the vampires, and Lily finds herself caught in the middle of a war she doesn’t understand.

As she gets closer to Alex, the vampire who saved her life, she also begins to discover more about her own hidden abilities.

The deeper Lily delves into this supernatural world, the more she realizes that she may be connected to it in ways she never imagined. As alliances are formed and broken, Lily faces impossible choices.

Will she stay loyal to Alex, or will she be forced to choose a side?

And in the end, will she survive the battle between vampires and werewolves?

My name is Sky Delgado, I am a submissive omega. I can transform in both my forms but nobody knows I have two forms except my my parents, friends and some family members who I trust. The rest of my family says that I am the runt and that I am not welcome. I hope my mate loves me for me.

My name is Wenner Garcia, I am a dominant alpha. I am also the next king of all werewolves. I can transform in both of my forms and everyone knows this. I hope I find my mate soon. I jist want to love her

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A 6.6 ft dominant alpha and a 5.5 ft submissive omega, what could go wrong.

KANE
Even if I spend every night buried between her trembling thighs.
Even if she clings to me like I’m her salvation.
She’s still just a slave— a filthy little Omega with a scent that makes my cock ache.
Nyx is weakness. And this bond?
It is f*cking insult to everything I am.
I should’ve killed her the second I realized what she was.
Instead, I’m addicted.
To her gasps. Her tears. I am curious.
For the first time in my life, I want to claim something. The soul and body that was never mine to take.

**
NYX
Kill the Alpha. Save my mother. Walk away.
Three long months. One target.
End Kane Blackheart— the Devil of Blackhollow. The ruthless Alpha bathed my pack in blood and shattered my world.
I wasn’t prepared for fate’s cruel twist.
Disguised as a powerless Omega, I become his maid. His plaything. His obsession.
He touches me and I forget how to hate. Every stolen glance weakens me, every punishing touch blurs the line between pain and pleasure.
Falling for my mark isn’t just dangerous, it’s betrayal written by blood.

Alfred hates her more than anything in the world because she's the daughter of the man who killed his family and took away all his family's property.

She's the daughter of the man who captured him and made him a slave at a young age, but then he was able to escape and he ran into hiding for 15years. Trained and built himself. Now he's back as a CEO ready to make them pay for what they did to him and his family.

He took his daughter and made her his sex slave. He's gonna make her pay for everything the father did to him.

But then again Lisa is nothing like her father. She's different from him, too different.

As he set out to make her pay, he was bound to find out how different she is from her father. But then love rose from the deep-rooted hatred.

Riley Miller, the girl of a strong colorful imagination and a crazy wish list, never thought that her wishes for something different and an exciting dramatic life along with some romance would come really come true.

She was a crazy girl full of life, and adventure. She was the life of the party, leaving an impact and catching the eyes of the people everywhere she went. Her charming and entertaining personality, bubbly aura, and sarcastic comebacks never failed to leave everyone in awe.

Mix in a couple of best friends, a psychotic ex, a traitor, superpowers, and the enemy that has been hunting since the last hundred years for his revenge and you’re bound to get a venturesome life which is all she wants.

Hunter Axel Knight, King of Werewolves also known as The Chosen One, the most powerful werewolf to ever exist has longed for his mate for decades, centuries even. So when he finally encounters his mate, he is the happiest man alive and vows to do everything for her safety and happiness. She was a human but he couldn’t care less. Learning about his mate’s desire and wishes, he disguises himself as an ordinary man in hopes to make her fall for him and then revealing himself and his world to her.

But when secrets are revealed, mysteries are solved, and people are exposed, things may not be as they seem. After all, what we see from our eyes is not always the truth.

Nymera Lancaster is a junior lawyer who discovers through a divorce case that her husband was already married with children, she goes into labor from the shock and wakes up in a werewolf world wearing a stranger's face. With no way back and no choice but to survive, she does the only thing she knows how to do, which is to be a lawyer. Kade Merrick, the Alpha Lawyer whose word is law, has never met anyone who argues back the way she does and he is immediately intrigued but Nymera is living on borrowed identity, the woman whose body she occupies wants it back and the Beta who wants Kade will do anything to expose her. When her true identity is exposed and both worlds make their claim on her, Nymera must fight the most important case of her life with no allies and everything to lose.

I’m a rare breed. The daughter of an Alpha capable of birthing the strongest kind of pup. I had just turned 18 and in six months I would go through the heat. A heat unmated could kill a wolf. So my parents had invited pack leaders and their sons to our lands to compete for my hand. To say I was nervous was an understatement. It was very common for a female alpha to be bred and then tossed to the side. Some were even killed. I had no idea what to expect.

I never expected him….

To be blessed with a soulmate is also a rare thing. I only saw him first during the tournament. He had come late sending gifts ahead as apology for his disrespect. I admit I had been intrigued by his actions.

When I saw him I could not help the scream I let loose to stop the fight. I was supposed to remain hidden during the match. I was supposed to act impartial as well.

Then again I was not supposed to find my soulmate during this.

I walked through the hushed crowd. I had to be near him like I had to breath. This calmed all my fears of deceit and treachery. He was bound to me by the goddess herself made for me and I for him. My eyes could not be taken from him. I knew now that my life was safe and we would love strongly.

Goddess help those who try to break us apart.

She was betrayed by those she trusted most. Now she's back for revenge.

Nevada thought she'd found her fated mate, only to discover it was all part of her sister Bernadette's cruel scheme. Rejected, humiliated, and cast out while pregnant, Nevada disappeared.

Five years later, she returns to New York as CEO of the Lewiston empire, ready to destroy those who betrayed her. But when Grey discovers their five-year-old daughter, everything changes.

Eliana Reyes only wanted two things: to survive university and build a future far away from the life she grew up in. But one betrayal destroys everything.

After being secretly sold for one night by her own boyfriend, Eliana wakes up alone in the bed of Blackthorn University’s most feared athlete, Darian Blackwood, the cold and dangerously handsome hockey captain rumored to come from a powerful werewolf bloodline.
She tells herself it meant nothing until two pink lines changed her life forever.

Now carrying the child of an Alpha heir, Eliana becomes trapped in a world she never knew existed… One filled with ruthless werewolf families, dangerous secrets, possessive instincts, and a man who cannot seem to stay away from her no matter how hard he tries.
Darian never planned to fall for anyone. Not with the pressures of his bloodline, a forced engagement hanging over his head, and a wolf that only brings destruction whenever he loses control.

But the more he learns about the girl he unknowingly hurt, the more obsessed he becomes with protecting her. Even from his own family.
As enemies close in and buried truths begin unraveling, Eliana realizes the terrifying Alpha athlete may be the only person willing to fight for her. And Darian realizes something. She was never just the girl from one reckless night.

She was his mate.

Alpha Gregory had already given up hope on ever meeting his mate at age 40 he decides to focus more on the affairs of the pack until..........Emma had been on her own ever since she had escaped from her abusive father but on this day she had mistakenly crossed the border of a TMN pack that was known for its ruthless Alpha.

"I gave you a life… and you took mine with it."

She woke up in a sterile hospital room, her body aching, her womb empty.
The child she carried—gone.
No name. No face. No goodbye.

To him, it was just a transaction. A contract. A child born of benefit.
To her, it was the beginning of everything—and the end of herself.

Years passed. Her heart hardened. But fate, cruel and poetic, dragged him back into her orbit.
Only this time, there are secrets.
And bloodlines.
And a storm of revenge, waiting to unravel them both.

In a world where love is a luxury and hatred is inherited, how do you survive the one man who cost you everything… yet still makes your heart ache?

Katrina Ford thought she had it all with Matt Hamilton. But when she catches him in bed with her best friend, Melissa, her world shatters. He gives her divorce papers ending her happiness in a blink.

"You're just a nuisance, Kat. Sign the papers and get out of my life." Matt eyed her.

Kat is broken and hurt. She vows to make them pay. She shocks them when it is revealed she is the heir to a European sovereign's fortune. Kat sets out to destroy the Hamiltons for good.

"I'll bring you to your knees, Melissa. I'll destroy all of you!" Kat sneered.

But then she meets Percy Hamilton, a billionaire architect with the face of a god. Their explosive encounter sparks a forbidden romance, but can Kat trust him? After all, he's a Hamilton.

"I love you, Kat." Percy admitted in the heat of passion.

"I love fucking you." Kat moaned.

Kat's revenge reveals secrets and new alliances are formed but also enemies. Will her thirst for vengeance consume her, or will the love she denies redeem her?

Ashes in Her Mouth

The fire took more than walls. It took names. Faces. Pieces of me I’ll never get back.

Now it’s back. Different street, same smoke. Same teeth in the dark.

The brass call it arson. I call it unfinished business.

Every blaze leaves a mark a body, a whisper, a threat carved in soot. Someone wants me chasing. Someone wants me choking on the past.

I should walk away. Let the flames eat the city clean. But the next fire is already lit. And I know where it’s burning.

Not a matter of if I get there in time. Just what I’ll lose when I do.

A boundless adventure is two steps out of your way when one woman is able to handle life on a whim, yet trying to keep it under control can become a mess when four men with personalities far removed from each other collide.
Four?
It would be selfish of her not to share all of her for them.
But make no mistake, impulses have nothing to do with love. It is paramount that you remember that.
I can explain the situation to you in a simpler way; a small defenseless animal, cared for by four large dangerous predators. Each of them puts a different world on your back, in a universe of enemies and nothing can go wrong, right?
Enjoy before your perfectly manipulable world spirals out of control or they tear your soul apart, in short.
You understand.
Are you willing to succumb to the most delicious and noxious sensations there can be?

She never intended to fall for anyone—let alone three of them.

Trying to make ends meet in Los Angeles, Alexis didn’t expect to be caught between her childhood crush, his irresistible brother, and a rising celebrity she was only supposed to fake date.

With family chaos, betrayal, and forbidden love threatening to tear everything apart, Alexis must figure out where her heart truly belongs… before it’s too late.

"Why should I save you?"
His voice was calm, cruel—even as the fire raged below her.
"Because... I don't want to die," Emma choked, tears mixing with soot.
He smirked, lighting a cigarette. "Not my problem."
Betrayed by the only pack she ever called home, accused of killing the Alpha's mate, and left for dead, Emma—an abused, wolfless omega—finds herself at the mercy of Leo, the infamous Hybrid King. He saves her, but only after forcing her to agree to one thing:
"You're mine now. My Slave"
But as days turn to nights, and pain gives way to sparks, Leo begins to see something more in the broken girl he claimed. And Emma? She begins to feel something dangerously close to power.
When she discovers she's the destined Savior of the very pack that tried to execute her, the lines between love, loyalty, and vengeance begin to blur. Especially when Alpha Damon comes crawling back, begging for forgiveness.
Two kings. One omega. A prophecy soaked in blood.
Will Emma return to the monster she once loved… or rise with the one who saw her worth in the ashes?

"Fake dating," he says, like it's obvious. "You and me. We pretend we're together. People will talk. People will stare. Danny will lose his mind."
"If you say yes," he adds, low and dangerous, "you'll have to sell it. Smile. Hold hands. Laugh. Act like you're completely over him."
I take a shaky breath. "...I can try."
"Deal," he says.
Humiliated on Christmas Eve, Catherine Hopkins never expected her lowest moment to lead her straight to Clinton Blunt, the ruthless hockey captain no one dares cross. His offer is simple. Fake date him, make her ex regret everything, and take back her dignity.
It should have been easy. Just a lie. Just a game. But nothing about Clinton is simple. The touches feel too real. The chemistry burns too hot. And the line between pretending and wanting starts to blur.
Then comes the truth she never saw coming.
On a school trip, Clinton discovers what Catherine doesn't know yet.
She is his fated mate.
In a world of werewolves, pack politics, and dangerous secrets, being tied to someone like Clinton is not just complicated.
It is dangerous.
Because the man she is pretending to love might be the one who owns her fate. And if she is not careful, he could be the one who destroys her.

"I, Chris Holland, reject Anna Winchester as my mate."
His voice is cold. Final.
Pain explodes in Anna's chest, raw and consuming, as every soul-thread binding her to him is severed.
"I, Anna Winchester, accept your rejection," she gasps, even as her body crumples.
The sentence comes swiftly. "On behalf of the Alpha, you are hereby sentenced to death by hanging."
The crowd roars for blood. The gallows await.
And then—
"Let go of her. This instant!"
Alpha Dylan staggers through the chaos, bloodied but alive. He catches her before she falls.
"I've got you, Anna," he whispers. "And I won't let anyone hurt you again."
Sold by her parents to the cruel Beta Chris, Anna endures years of torment—even though she's his fated mate. But on the night of the Full Moon Blood Rite, when Chris offers her as a living sacrifice to the dark goddess Ivanka, Anna survives against all odds. And she awakens something ancient and powerful within her.

She's not just any wolf.
She's the first Emerald Wolf—blessed by the Moon Goddess, feared by the darkness.

Hunted and broken, Anna finds refuge in the arms of Alpha Dylan, the one man who once showed her kindness. But Dylan harbors a dark secret: to regain his lost wolf, Titan, he must win Anna's love… and then sacrifice her.

What begins as manipulation turns into something real. When Anna uncovers the truth, her heart shatters. But greater dangers loom. The dark goddess Ivanka is unleashing monsters to wipe out the werewolf race, and only Anna's power can stop her. To save everyone, Anna must embrace the darkness within—even if it means losing herself forever.
Now Dylan must fight not only for his pack, but for the soul of the woman he loves… before it's too late.