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"I need you to find my son. Luna is here...or maybe a doppelganger and is playing dead in my arms and I know it's not true. Gather all the men, lock down the city." I said as there was a sob from the other end of the call.

"Luna's....dead?" My Beta's voice broke on this.

"Stop playing these tricks with me, Thorne..she is not dead. Find my son. She will wake up once she sees him."

"Alpha Xenois, your son is in the morgue..."


Luna has tried her best to make her forced marriage to Xen work for the sake of their child. But with Riley and Sophia- Xen's ex-girlfriend and her son in the picture. She fights a losing battle.
Ollie, Xen's son is neglected by his father for a very long time and he is also suffering from a mysterious sickness that's draining his life force.
When his last wish to have his dad come to his 5th birthday party is dashed by his failure to show up, Ollie dies in an accident after seeing his father celebrate Riley's birthday with Sophia and it's displayed on the big advertising boards that fill the city.
Ollie dies and Luna follows after, unable to bear the grief, dying in her mate's hands cursing him and begging for a second chance to save her son.
Luna gets the opportunity and is woken up in the past, exactly one year to the day Sophia and Riley show up.
But this time around, Luna is willing to get rid of everyone and anyone even her mate if he steps in her way to save her son.

"I'm coming to cut out my baby from your stomach myself."
They called me Rose, but they forgot one truth: every rose comes with thorns.
I trusted my husband. I loved my best friend. They repaid me by poisoning my father, stealing my inheritance, and locking me in a basement to rot—six months pregnant.
I died watching them wear my jewels and laugh at my misery.
Then fate gave me a second chance.
I woke up at my father's funeral, the taste of betrayal still fresh on my tongue.
They think I'm still the same soft, grieving heiress they can drug and manipulate. They think I'm an easy target.
They're wrong.
This time, I'm not just defending my father's legacy. I'm burning their world to the ground.
From the funeral podium to the boardroom, I'm reclaiming my power piece by piece.
But as I rewrite my destiny, my enemies are evolving. Worse, the man who should be dead isn't staying buried.
How far am I willing to go to win? And when the thorns I've grown finally draw blood—will I be the one holding the blade, or the one bleeding out?

Madeleine has seen spirits since she was a small child. It runs in her family and she has never known any different. But when she goes to her favorite antique shop and notices that the plain silver band she has had her eyes set on for three years is still there, she finally decides to purchase it. As soon as she touches the ring, a spirit of a man, Christian, appears and follows her around the shop. The more she learns of his story, the more she learns about herself until she falls for him. Fate has a mysterious way of working. With one life altering moment, she is faced with the very spirit that has been around her. A model in a coma named, Christian.

Warnings: life altering injuries, sexual content, and violence.

Age Suggestion: 18+

The Unwanted Ring: A Romance that Stood the Test of Time is created by Minette Enfers, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

Every time Mason tried to force me to back down, he would slam the divorce agreement onto the table.
Every time my parents wanted me to yield, they threatened to sever all ties with me.
What they wanted was simple: for me to give everything to my twin sister.
I once resisted, cried, and questioned them over and over—why was I always the one left hurt?
Until the doctor slid my medical test results in front of me, and said to me in a tone full of pity:
"The pancreatic cancer cells have metastasized. You only have one month left to live, maybe even less."
I had nothing left to care about. I was doomed no matter what, so they could do whatever they wanted with me.

Ever since the day Roman pressed a gun to my head and condemned me as his parents' murderer, I became the most lowly prisoner in this estate.
 
He didn't kill me. Instead, he kept me in line using my dying mother's medical bills and my adopted sister, Callie, as leverage.
 
For three years, he paraded various women into the master bedroom, leaving me to change their tangled sheets; he ground my dignity into the dirt in front of his men, and I swallowed the humiliation in silence.
 
Until the day he wrapped his arm around a pregnant Callie, flaunting her in my face.

I finally broke down, falling to my knees at his feet:
 
"My mother is dying, and Callie is the only family I have left. I'm begging you—direct all your cruelty at me. Just let her go."
 
Roman merely scoffed. Twisting his hand into my hair, he dragged me all the way into the great hall.
 
There, my "terminally ill" mother stood holding a glass of expensive red wine, her face flushed and glowing with health as she smilingly stroked Callie's slightly rounded belly.
 
"Look—it was all a lie." Roman stared at me like I was trash. "Who told you to be so stubborn and refuse to confess? I dropped some spare change, and your mother willingly faked her illness for three years. And your sweet little sister? She calls me her husband in my bed every single day."
 
A brutal chill pierced my bones. I couldn't believe that the very blood relatives I had sacrificed my life to protect were the leeches draining me dry.
 
Roman slammed a Divorce Agreement onto the coffee table. Under the asset division column was an utterly humiliating number: $1.
 
"Callie is pregnant with the family's first-born heir. Be a good girl and sign it—this one dollar is your severance pay."
 
He was so absolutely certain that I would go completely insane at the sight of this pathetic dollar.

He assumed that even with a gun to my head, I would bawl and cling desperately to my title as the Don's wife.
 
But after a brief, dead silence, I signed my name.
 
Then, I picked up that one-dollar coin.
 
"You're right. Our last ten years together are worth exactly one dollar."
 
From this moment on, whether it was my bloodsucking family or the man I had loved for a decade...
 
We were completely, entirely done.

All because I was unaware that Sophia had followed me on the mission, leaving her stranded in the chaotic dockyard.
My husband, Dante, was furious. He ordered his bodyguards to throw me into a seafood transfer warehouse.
“Cool off in the cold storage. Maybe then you’ll understand how helpless Sophia felt trapped in that container.”
It was a refrigeration unit for seafood, kept at a constant zero degrees, the air thick with the smell of fish.
I pounded on the door, pleading for help, but only Dante’s icy voice came through the intercom:
“Stop the act. The temperature in there won’t kill you. Stay inside and reflect until you learn your lesson.”
He cut the internal communication.
The temperature in the cold room kept dropping—someone had switched on the deep-freeze mode!
Shivering uncontrollably, I beat against the door until my nails left bloody scratches on the wall.
In agony, I curled into a ball. My consciousness faded, and my body grew stiff.
On the third day, Dante finally remembered me while celebrating the takeover of new territory.
In a rare show of mercy, he decided to have someone let me out.
But what he didn’t know was that my heart had already stopped beating from hypothermia long before.

I retired for three years, restraining my edge, thinking compromise could bring peace.

But what I got in return was my sister's abduction, my family's estate seized, and my benefactor hanged from the city gates!

Even the Council turned a blind eye, mocking me as bottom-tier trash without even a shred of magic.

Since mortal reasoning won't work, then I'll shatter the rules of this world myself!

“The wedding will go on as planned.”
Darren sat in the dimly lit living room, his voice flat as if he were commenting on the weather. But the fabric of my dress was already wrinkled in my fists, my nails cutting crescents into my skin—because only hours ago, I had seen it with my own eyes.
The man with crippling OCD, who never let anyone touch his things, had casually lifted Paisley’s glass and taken a sip.
My wolf, Emily, snarled restlessly in my mind: “He’s betrayed us! Break the bond—call it off!”
But I clung to the last threads of hope, my gaze locked on the wedding ring at his finger—engraved with both our names. He once told me the ring was crafted with a strong magnet, which whenever we were near, they’d pull together. Proof, he said, of us being true Fate Mates.
Until the night of the Moon Ceremony.
I walked toward him in my white gown, only to catch the naked loathing in his eyes.
“The mate I longed for isn’t you. I regret this.”

Kai Mercer has only three rules.

Never miss training. Keep his spot on the team. Never take anything too seriously.

He’s been managing all three just fine until one night at a bar when he walks up to a stranger to have a little fun. But something about this man piques his interest in a way nothing ever has before.

Interesting enough that Kai can’t quite get him off his head.

He doesn’t get the chance to think about it for too long because the next morning, his coach gives him an ultimatum to fix his grade. So he drags himself to a class he'd forgotten he'd even registered for.

Turns out the stranger at the bar is the same professor who gave him the F that could end his career before it even began.

Professor Lee doesn’t make exceptions.

Not for athletes. Not for excuses.

And certainly not for the reckless, sharp-tongued student who never showed up to class once.

What starts as two people who can’t stand each other slowly becomes something neither of them expected.

One has nothing left to lose.

The other has too much to risk.

When they finally stop pretending…

Will it already be too late?

REINA SUMMERS
"Five thousand dollars to babysit Alan King's grieving son over Christmas break. Enough to quit all three of your jobs."
"I... I'm sorry, I don't..."
"You can think about it. Contact me if you're interested."
The moment I perch on his lap to sign the contract, I know this is more than just a nanny job. Nannies don't wear cuffs or collars. They definitely don't choke on their boss's c$ck. Right?
ALAN KING
She's bright, loud, annoyingly delicate—and eighteen years younger. Yet all I can think about is breaking her in the filthiest ways possible. She doesn't belong in my world, but she's brave enough to step into it. Reina Summers is completely mine this Christmas, and I intend to unwrap every inch of her until she knows exactly who she belongs to.

A seductive boss and his maid……
Note: This book may contain some steamy scenes…..
When a billionaire falls for his maid, what lengths must he go through, in order to make her his???
Using dubious means to get into her panties, does that make him the antagonist or the protagonist????

Read this interesting boss/maid affair story to find out more …..

On our third wedding anniversary, my husband Hill invited many friends over for a party at the house. Everyone was noisily playing games, and the challenge was to reveal a private secret about someone in the room.
When it was Elsa's turn, she pointed at Hill's lower body. "Hill has a crescent-shaped birthmark. It's in a very private spot."
After saying this, Elsa collapsed onto the sofa laughing. Hill pretended to be angry, jumped up, and pounced on Elsa, smacking her on the butt.
I was frozen in shock. Hill's birthmark really was extremely private—you couldn't even see it without looking closely. I only discovered it myself after being married to him for a year.
Sensing my emotional shift, everyone stopped their roughhousing.
Elsa shrugged nonchalantly. "Zoe, don't overthink it. Before you got married, someone slipped Hill something once. I had no choice but to help him out. But don't worry, I promise he saved his first time for you."
Then she tapped her lips. "I used this place back then. Wore me out, honestly."
I felt my stomach churn violently and nearly threw up. Without thinking, I hurled my wine glass directly at Elsa.
"Sorry. Slipped. Just trying to help you rinse your mouth."

In the year 3000, magic and technology flourish side by side.
Wielders of magic are no longer myth… They’re real and revered.
“Joel,” a humble wizard living a quiet life,
accidentally spends his last coin on gemstones,
leaving him broke and desperate!
To make ends meet, he becomes a livestreamer,
broadcasting his mysterious magical lifestyle
just to get through each day.
But then…
His streams catch the attention of “Jaden,”
the heir to a gemstone empire and an art collector obsessed with a centuries-old painting of a ginger-haired, opal-eyed wizard—
a figure he’s searched for his whole life.
Until finally… he finds Joel online.
Is it fate, or something more, that draws them together?
Can Joel unlock the mysteries of Jaden’s past?
A timeless love story infused with magic and technology will change both of their lives forever…

I’m a top assassin.

Three years ago, on a rainy night, I was being hunted when a stranger took a bullet for me. As he lay dying, he grabbed my hand and begged me to protect his son—and to keep living in his place.

To escape my pursuers and keep that promise, I changed my face, took his identity, and stayed by the boy’s side as his father.

His wife was arrogant, cruel, and constantly cheating. For the child—and to protect my cover—I endured all of it.

Until today.

She drugged me.

When I woke up, a doctor was holding a blade over my chest. They were about to take my heart.

Lying on that operating table, I finally learned the truth: her family had been trafficking organs all along.

That man died three years ago because he discovered it, and she arranged the crash that killed him.

She murdered the man who saved me. Now she wants to kill me too.

She still thinks I’m the same weak doctor who gets out of breath after a short run.

She doesn’t know I’m resistant to anesthesia.

And she definitely doesn’t know these hands have held scalpels—and snapped far too many necks.

Ten years of secret service honed my Phantom Legion, a force I built that could make a small nation tremble. On the day I retired and returned to New York, I found a cardboard tent next to a garbage dump in a Bronx back alley. Curled up inside was my daughter, whom I hadn't seen in five years. She was covered in bruises, barefoot, and clutching half a moldy loaf of bread. I picked her up and dialed the phone—"I want everyone who wronged her to suffer a fate worse than death! "

My wife was forced to don a wedding dress to marry my sworn enemy, while my three-year-old daughter was locked in an iron cage suspended above the raging sea.

And I, the dignified Commander-in-Chief of the Blackwater Fleet, was forced to wear a dog collar, kneeling on broken glass and licking up red wine like a crippled stray dog.
All because embedded in their necks were biological bombs, the detonator held in the hands of my enemy.

The elites of the entire island ruthlessly mocked my cowardice, trampling me underfoot in ultimate humiliation.

That was until the climax of the maritime wedding, when my enemy smugly pressed the detonator, only for the collars to flash a safe green light—the full-frequency signal decryption was complete.
Amidst the dead silence of the crowd, I snapped the forged steel chains binding me and slowly stood tall.

The next second, ten nuclear-powered submarines violently breached the ocean surface, and tens of thousands of heavily armored death squads descended from the sky.

Looking at my enemy, now terrified to the point of incontinence and shattering his own knees to frantically kowtow and beg for mercy, I picked up that very dog chain and slipped it around his neck.

There's a new Wolf Pack around the Bright Moon Pack. Their Alpha is very powerful, they're called bloodthirsty Wolves, and they're also a Pack of Rouge. This was a threat to Bright Moon, but the wolves sent out many seekers to search for them, but all failed. Ava went undercover as the Wolf doctor to gather intelligence on Blue Moon, but she found out that the Wolf pack was not what the rumor had it. During a pack run, they were attacked. "She is a traitor to the pack!" Edna Shouting. Alpha Aaron's eyes were red and he raised a dagger and stabbed Ava in the shoulder......

She's a werewolf and vampire.

After sleeping for a thousand years, I returned to the ancestral castle that was supposed to be mine.
Only to find my throne torn down and turned into an auction block for the black market, my territory carved up clean by traitors.
And my only pureblood descendant in this world was actually being auctioned off like livestock—covered in blood, chained up with a cheap dog collar around his neck.
The entire room of nobles and elites mistook me for the lowest kind of half-blood trash, mocking me as a rat too stupid to know when he was dead.
The usurper, eager to curry favor with the Abyss, shouted that he would drain me dry and offer my blood as a tribute to the three pureblood princes deep within the Abyss.
Then the void split open, and those three supreme princes—the untouchable monsters the world worshiped—truly descended.
Under the horrified gaze of more than a thousand nobles and elites, those three ancient monsters threw themselves at my feet, scrambling and crawling, wailing in terror without even daring to raise their heads:
"Your unworthy descendants... welcome the Ancestor's return!!!"

In my past life, I drained my own dragon blood to help my husband, Flark, ascend into a dragon. I nearly sacrificed my life to bear him our dragon-beast son, Fris. Yet, all I received in return was ruthless betrayal.
Flark personally brought me a cup of deadly poison, sneering that my lowborn white snake blood had stained the noble dragon race.
Even Fris, the son I raised with my own hands, threw my true body to the giant eagles without a shred of mercy. He cold-bloodedly declared that only my half-sister, Bryn, was worthy of all the glory.
As my flesh was torn apart in agonizing despair, I died harboring endless hatred—only to be reborn on the day of the marriage selection.
This time, Flark got his wish. He publicly abandoned me, joyfully choosing to marry my half-sister Bryn, foolishly believing he could use her power to leap into dragonhood.
What he would never know was that I—the one he so trashily threw away—was the true possessor of the pure Dragon Bloodline.

He wanted an open marriage. I gave him exactly what he asked for—with the three men he fears most.
"You gave your body to a man who didn't know what to do with it," Cane murmured, his breath hot on her skin. "Let us show you what it means to be wanted… by three."
Riley gave everything to her marriage until she walked in on her husband and his stepsister cheating on her.
The betrayal shattered her… but only for a moment as she proposes to the one thing he's always wanted: an open marriage. He thought she'd crumble.
Instead, she chose revenge. And nothing stings more than the fact that she picked his three best friends to help her get it.
Three ruthless bikers.
Three men who don't share unless it's worth the risk.
Three Alphas who made Riley theirs the moment she said yes to them.
Now every night, she gives them what her husband took for granted—moans, surrender, and something dangerously close to love. He watches from the sidelines. Burning. Regretting but it's too late.
Because she's not just taking back her power—she's making sure he feels what it's like to be replaced.
And the worst part? He never expected she'd fall for them. And that they'd fall for her. And Riley? She's only just started.

Step into a world where desire knows no boundaries and every touch carries the weight of temptation. From forbidden nuns to jealous stepsisters, shy girls discovering their deepest cravings, and unsuspecting maids in the opulent mansions of billionaires—these stories explore lust, power, and the thrill of the forbidden.
Experience moments that blur the line between control and surrender, as characters navigate hidden passions and broken vows. Every encounter promises intensity, whether it’s a possessive grip, a commanding voice, or a longing that can’t be ignored. These affairs don’t just ignite—they consume, leaving both the willing and the unwilling craving more.
Warning: these tales are for readers who dare to explore the raw, unrestrained side of desire, where lust always wins, and every story leaves a lingering ache.

SLAP
"You think I’ll let Cassian take the fall ?"

"He’s my son. You? You’re just a face I regret making"!!.

Lucien was born with a secret.
One even he didn’t understand.
One his father always knew — and hated him for.
While his twin, Cassian, lived a life of freedom, Lucien lived locked behind doors, punished for simply existing.

He wasn’t allowed outside.
He wasn’t allowed to live.
He was hidden. Forgotten. Broken.

Until one party changed everything.

A mafia princess was hurt.
Cassian was to blame.
But their father made sure Lucien paid the price.

That night, Lucien was handed over to Zayn Kingsley —
A billionaire mafia heir.
One of the Eight who rule the city from the shadows.
He has two wives. A daughter. And a dying father whispering:

“Give me a son. A true heir. Or lose everything.”

Zayn doesn’t believe in weakness.
He doesn’t believe in love.
And he definitely doesn’t believe in men like Lucien.

Zayn is cold. Ruthless. Homophobic.

But what Zayn doesn’t know…
Is that Lucien carries more than pain.
He carries a secret that defies biology, logic, and everything Zayn thought he knew:

🩸 Lucien can bear an heir.

And what started as punishment becomes obsession.
What started as hate begins to burn into something forbidden… and terrifying.

"In the dawn of the darkest hour, a man will come in search of you. I would suggest you escape but your destiny wouldn't. For the truth that you search for and the werewolf in you, will want to fight him. That is when you'll meet yourself."
Eve Mitchel, a lonesome werewolf lives in the world disguised as a human in England. Under brewing circumstances, she is kidnapped by the Alpha King of the Moon-Wolfland as his assistant. Her journey sets out as an assistant turns slave serving an intimidating king that she can't help but resist.
Will a naive outcast find her path through heart-shattering truths and make it till the end?

“What do I benefit if I marry you?”
“If you marry me, I can help you deal with your slutty family on one condition!”.

“YOU GIVE BIRTH TO A MALE CHILD WITHIN NINE MONTHS OF THE CONTRACT!”
“DON'T BE AFRAID. OBEY MY RULES, COMPLETE THE MONTH RANGE, GET ME AN HEIR, AND YOU WILL BE FINE ”

“AND WHAT IF I DON'T?”
“THEN THERE WILL BE HEAVENLY CONSEQUENCES ”
Nine Years Ago, Zhang Meiyin, a well-known model drastically falls into her doom when she finds out that her uncle is her BIOLOGICAL father. Her entire life and career fall and her life portray a damsel in distress without her daring prince to save her.
Her modeling Image as EVA was stolen from her and she swore to have her revenge when she discovered that they were the major roles in her mother's death.
A few years later, She bumps into An aloof, cold, brutal, ruthless king of the underworld and sleeps with him.
In other to deal with her slutty family, She engages in a marriage contract with the King, and in exchange, to bear him a child. She signs a contract with him and comes to terms to bear him a MALE CHILD within nine months of their marriage contract. What will happen when two strong and opposing forces are joined together by a contract marriage? What will happen when their marriage is set on benefits and not love?
“I HATE you but can't stop LOVING the monster you have to turn out to become. ”
“Run away and I will tear the entire Galaxy, smash all the mountains, part the whole oceans and seas, quench the blazing fire and bury those that get in my way just to find you, because, without you I am nothing!”

On the night legendary Head Elder Zane Valdez is condemned for destroying his own pack's nursery and exposed as a rogue wolf, healer Juliet Sinclair discovers the cruelest twist of fate: he is her destined mate. Before she can save him, the new Alpha exiles Zane into the Forbidden Forest, forcing Juliet into a marriage built on gratitude rather than love. Everyone believes the infamous rogue wolf died that night.

Two years later, relentless rogue attacks push the Nykaris Pack to the edge of destruction. Their last hope arrives with the Alpha of the Kaelvor Pack, a fearless ruler whose name commands respect across the region. To Juliet's disbelief, the powerful Alpha is Zane, alive, stronger than ever, and carrying scars far deeper than the ones carved into his body. Although he agrees to defend the pack that abandoned him, the warmth he once possessed has been replaced by a ruthless heart that refuses to forgive.

Forced to work side by side, Juliet begins uncovering the painful truth behind Zane's exile and the sacrifices he made after losing everything. As her feelings for him awaken once more, the marriage she desperately tried to protect begins to crumble, exposing betrayals, hidden agendas, and a conspiracy that reaches the very heart of the pack.

When the truth behind the nursery explosion finally emerges and an army of rogue wolves descends upon the werewolf world, Juliet and Zane must fight not only for their second chance at love but also for the future of every wolf condemned simply because of the blood running through their veins.

Earth has been invaded by aliens for years, and only a few places on Earth have natural resources. Lana becomes an alien prisoner after helping an ungrateful woman. Unfortunately, the king or leader of the aliens fucked Lana that day and Lana could not get out of the alien base. Nearly desperate, Lana finds out that there is a civil war going on and is offered a deal to dethrone the alien king. What happens next?

Nera loves exploring and adventures. Living under her father's rule. There isn't much chance of that happening. She always lived for the stories Sir Garret would bring when he came to visit. It has been at least five years since he last visited. He was off fighting a dark plague that is tainting and twisting the lands. Nera wishes she could help, but she is fighting a different battle at home. Her father is forcing her into marriage. It is not what she wants, but she has to choose soon. Nera will do anything to avoid the shackles of marriage. One day, a few months before her birthday, a visitor came to the estate requesting everyone, including Nera, for some very important news. This News would set into motion events that would change Nera and her world. For better or worse. "This is one of the four Choose your romance stories. Each one will end differently depending on who Nera romances."

Rejecting her one true mate, Alpha Anton Bates, after all the horrible things he and his father had put her through. Nala thought moving into a new land and studying to become a doctor, her life would run smoothly, and she would have a wonderful new start, but it is not as she seems. Her being away from Alpha Anton his love for her has turned into an obsession one that is not healthy for him and dangerous for Nala. But that is not all happening within poor Nala's life. While trying to ignore her alpha mate another alpha's eyes met her. How will Nala get away from these two now or does she don't want one to leave her side.

"Get engross in an intriguing read."

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Blurb:

Rejected by her mate, sold as a slave by her family, Lilith is bittered by the amount of betrayal she suffered in the hands of those that she calls family.

Hurt by rejection, she gets herself drunk and has a one night stand with a total stranger and then sees him as the Alpha of Blood moon pack.. The same pack she's meant to become a slave at.

Meeting the Alpha of Blood moon pack and recognizing him as the stranger from that night, she did everything to avoid him.

But, the more Lilith tries to get away from Alpha Damian, the more she finds herself getting closer to him.

The more the Alpha King desires her.

"The Draganovs are moving on Celeste tonight. I'm taking her to the safe house. We'll do the claiming after this, Orla. I promise."
That's what my husband said the seventh time he chose Celeste over me.
Celeste. The girl he'd loved since before he had a wife to ignore.
The first time, she heard footsteps outside her window at two in the morning. Rafael sent his whole detail to sit on her house and left me at a meeting with two men who wanted our shipping routes and didn't like being told no. I came home with a bullet crease across my ribs. He apologized for a week.
The third time, someone tipped the cops on one of our warehouses and she got scared. He drove her upstate himself. I took a knife at the door because there was no one left standing in front of me.
By the sixth time, he didn't explain. He just texted the doctor to be ready for me and left.
He's a Don. When the guns come out, he walks away clean. I'm the one wearing his name where everyone can see it. The one they aim at first. Six scars say so.
Every time, he held my face after and promised. Founders' Day. In front of every family in the city. Once Celeste was safe. I believed him six times.
So when the seventh time came and he chose her again, my bags were already packed.
There won't be an eighth time he sends me out to die for her. Next time, there won't be a wife left for him to send.

Kasha is a lowly maid, but she received the favor of the moon goddess, and she has a powerful and handsome Alpha.
Adri is the Alpha of the Black Thunder Pack and he never thought his mate would be a weak maid.
Kasha finds her mate on her bar mitzvah day, but is rejected and threatened. Fate seems to be playing tricks on her, and Kasha gradually loses everything she has, but the moon goddess has left her a bigger surprise...

Autumn was invited back to the Luna selection party, where she meet her mate, but Gabriel despised her without a wolf. Autumn decided to stay with the wolves and prove herself, but her former past abroad begins to be exposed and witches invade, will Alpha protect her?

Jessica Thomas is thrust into the dark, seductive world of the mob when she gets the eye of David Mack, a powerful crime boss known for his cruelty.

What starts as a risky love quickly turns into a forbidden romance neither of them can refuse. But with deception around every corner and a dangerous enemy determined to keep them apart, Jessica and David must decide if their love is worth risking everything – even their lives.

As Jessica learns to manage this dangerous world, she’ll find the depths of her strength, and David will face a love that might break him or set him free.

I was frozen for 100 years due to illness.
One hundred years later, the whole world was ravaged by strange phenomena, and humanity was huddled together in a few small places to survive.
I was awakened from my slumber by the investigation team. I thought I would be killed by the monster as soon as I woke up, but I found that the monster here was my good brother from college.
Besides him, the eerie owner of the barbecue restaurant, the matchmaking ghost who likes to harm people through blind dates, the S-class monstrous ghost in the cemetery... they are all my old friends...
The world a hundred years from now feels strangely familiar...

Last time, she chased the “true love” a corporate spy sold her—publicly branded me controlling, stole my core tech, and helped him shove me off a rooftop.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all began.

This time I didn’t expose her, didn’t confront her, and didn’t beg her to stay. I set the trap—watched her come close again, test my limits, and steal the “core technology”…

Until the stolen code blew up the rival company, until she was unmasked in front of the cameras and taken away in handcuffs.

Through tears, she demanded, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner he was a corporate spy?”

I answered only, “I did. Last life.”

Before the apocalypse hit, my ex-girlfriend called me, laughing like a maniac: "Jack, you pathetic loser—still playing that stupid farming game? Gonna whack zombies with a hoe? Open the door right now, get on your knees, and beg us, and maybe we'll throw you some table scraps."
I listened to the faint scrape of a tactical knife being drawn on the other end of the line, and silently glanced at my computer screen—at the maxed-out Greenfield Manor game, with its gold cap glowing at [999,999,999] .
"You misheard." I dropped my voice, lacing it with just the right amount of embarrassment. "I was checking the weather forecast."
The other end erupted in unrestrained laughter: "Then forecast this—how you're gonna die today!"
I hung up without changing my expression, flipped open the system, and spent a million on the [Absolute Defense Shield] —then brought out a steaming plate of roasted meat.
Forecast?
I forecast that tonight, you'll be gnawed down to bare bones by zombies.

I’m Leona, and I’ve hidden a forbidden love under the moonlight of the werewolf world for nine long years—an unspoken bond with my brother’s closest friend, Alpha Nick.
When he looked at me and said, “I’ll find someone better for you,” there was a flicker in his eyes I couldn’t read. But when he turned away, it was to chase after his ex-girlfriend, Selene, crashing through the forest branches like gravity itself answered her call. “His wolf never resonated with ours.” Aris, my wolf, howled inside me.“You’ve spent years trying to spark fire in frozen stone.”
And yet, I was the fool who mistook the instinct for fated love.
In my past life, when I was seven months pregnant and trapped beneath an avalanche during a winter patrol, he was tucked in a border cave listening to Selene sing ballads under moonlit stalactites.
When I was curled in pain from stomach ulcers, he was busy tuning her purification crystals.

For the sake of his first love, Sebastian Richards trampled on the wife who had been by his side for four years.
He mocked her for being cold and uninteresting, pushing her away with his own hands.
Watching her leave in desolation, he thought he'd only lost a dull shadow.
Until the moment they met again, he saw the radiant woman before him.
She had shed her rigid facade, her eyes now full of allure, becoming a prized gem chased by countless elites.
Even the aloof Vincent Fox only showed a smile for her.
That moment, jealousy turned him into a ridiculous madman.
Night after night, he stood guard outside her door, offering checks and presenting jewels, wishing he could open his chest to prove his sincerity.
Until she walked away, arm in arm with another man, without looking back.
Only then did he realize he had completely lost her...

In the final days before the world collapsed, Ivy Brooks died… betrayed by the very people she trusted most.
She had fought, struggled, and sacrificed everything just to survive the apocalypse only to be pushed into death along with her three daughters at the very end by her own husband.
With her last breath, Ivy made a vow.
If she could turn back time…she would never be weak again and of course protect her daughters.
This time, she would stand at the top.
When Ivy opened her eyes, she found herself back in time with her still rounded belly of her third baby....
Twenty days before the apocalypse.
Armed with memories of the future and a mysterious system in her mind, Ivy moved without hesitation. She hoarded supplies, secured weapons, and took control of every resource she could get her hands on.
While others laughed, doubted, and wasted time…
Ivy was building her empire along with her daughters.
In this life, she would not be prey but will be an hunter.
With danger closing in and only twenty days to prepare, Ivy must outplay enemies both old and new, uncover the truth behind the system, and carve out her own kingdom in a collapsing world.
Because this time...she wasn’t just going to survive the apocalypse.
She was going to rule it along with a man, a love interest from the past before her marriage collapse. He provided everything Ivy needed. Money especially in change of a marriage with her and when the apocalypse started too....he ruled it with her as well as her daughters.

The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am.

The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there.

Warning: Smut! Smut!! Smut!!! Rated 18. Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas contains possessive alpha behavior, forced proximity, age-gap romance, plus-size heroine, daddy-dom dynamics, jealousy, obsessive protectiveness, power imbalance, and holiday-season intimacy. Not suitable for readers under 18.
Dumped a week before Christmas, Annabelle "Belle" Evans forfeits her plan to spend Christmas with her narcissistic boyfriend in New York, and agrees to travel back home to Big Bear Lake with her perfect model sister and her nerdy brother-in-law. But a funny Christmas wish has other plans for her. When their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Belle wanders off for help and finds herself cornered by a wolf in the snowy woods. Just when she thinks she's about to be torn to pieces, a massive stranger appears—tall, broad, and sinfully hot, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight.
He saves her life—and claims her as his.
"You'll be safer here," Jaxon murmurs, his gaze cold yet magnetic. "The full moon rules these woods. You'll be free once it's over."
"When will that be?" Belle asks, heart racing.
"After Christmas," he replies, leaving her unable to look away.
In his secluded cabin, every glance, every touch ignites a fire she hadn't expected. He's possessive. Obsessed. Dangerous. He's everything she wished for when she jokingly wrote to Santa for a "hot werewolf boyfriend." And the way he looks at her curves, the way his presence overwhelms her, makes her question what's real and what's forbidden. Now she's trapped in his arms, a prisoner to his touch, his heat, his growl, and the wild, wicked love burning between them might just make this her best Christmas ever.

"You're... you're leaving me here? I'm your Luna!" I stammered. My body felt like it was burning from the inside out. I barely recognized it as my own.
"I'm sorry, Lyra," he said, already turning away. "My pack's safety comes first." With that, he turned his back on me.


What happens when the man you chose... chooses fate instead?
Lyra believed she had already won against destiny. She and Cassian were not fated mates, but they chose each other anyway. Together, they built a powerful united pack, ruled side by side, and vowed to reject whatever fate tried to steal from them.
Until the day Cassian returned from the border carrying another woman in his arms—Liora.
She was fragile, gentle, and completely different from Lyra. And most importantly, she was Cassian's fated mate.
Cassian refused to let either woman go. So, he offered Lyra an ultimatum: An open marriage.
Humiliated in her own home, accused of cruelty, and forced to watch her husband protect another woman with a devotion he had never shown her, Lyra's heart shatters piece by piece.
But fate isn't done with her yet.
Her longtime enemy, Ethan—the Alpha of the second-largest pack in the North—claims her as his contractual Luna.
As zombie rogue attacks escalate and secrets begin to surface, Lyra must choose between staying in a marriage that no longer wants her or walking away from everything she helped build.

After losing control due to alcohol, I slept with the guy next door.
He was an incredibly responsible man. When he sobered up, he proposed to me.
Later, I found out that the woman he loved most had gone abroad that night.
So, I hid my deep love for him and played the role of a perfect, obedient wife in the wealthy family.
In countless quiet nights, we were in perfect sync, yet we kept our distance, never crossing boundaries.
My friends all said I could never leave him. I thought so too.
Until one day, I found his second phone.

"Hey, Sasha, stay away from her! Don't you know? She is cursed!"
“Don’t you know to stay away from children? God knows what kind of evil you possess,”
"Don’t forget you are the cursed one."
The whispers started again, and I walked towards the forest with my strained smile.

These were the same whispers, the same words that I have been listening to since I grew up.
I don't know if people will ever treat me normally and not as an outcast or if I will always remain a monster in their eyes.

My name is Valerie Katya. I am the daughter of the beta of the pack.
Usually, any girl of my rank would've enjoyed all the luxuries, but things were different for me.
I was different from others, or should I say, they described me differently from themselves.

According to folks, I am cursed.

So the beta's daughter, who was supposed to live her life training and serving the pack, was now the biggest outcast. Though my sister enjoys all those benefits of being a beta's daughter. Everyone has high hopes for her, including me.

Beatrice is nothing like me. She is smart and beautiful. If she were born a human, I am sure she would've broken many hearts with her otherworldly appearance. She is like the dream girl of most boys here.
It’s funny how we belong to the same family and bloodline but have different destinies.

On my 18th birthday, I found my mate, but he rejected me and slept with our sister.

Ambrose Kendrick came into my life when I was disappointed in everything. He is the strongest wolf in the world leading the strongest and biggest pack in the world. According to rumors, He is lethal, scary, heartless and void of any emotions.

Book 1
Amethyst prayed for her childhood best friend to be her mate. Everyone stares, they tease, they bully her for being an orphan but Mason was different. He protected her, he defended her. The Alpha's son loved her since they were pups.
But you can't be kids forever. Everything turned sour when Mason began training to take over the Stone Heart Pack. He turned on her just like everyone else, Mason made her the target of his ruthless antics and when they turned of age - it got worse.
Mason doesn't want an orphan for a mate. She has no power, no status and he wants someone with wealth to carry the Luna title.
Amethyst isn't it.
Everything crashes down, the humiliation and rejection too much to bare, turning Rogue was her only option. She couldn't submit any longer to the torture and living in the woods for a couple years before death seemed less painful.
Until a man arrives.
Claiming that Amethyst isn't an orphan.
That she belongs to one of the five founding families.
Amethyst thought that rejection was where her life ended.
Wait till she finds out that it's only the beginning and neither her heart or life are safe.


Book 2
Maverick's past is a secret for a reason, there are rumors spread that he made deals with ancient witches to get the power every member longs for.
But it's just a rumor....or is it?
There is a reason why his mind and heart are always at war because if he claims Sage as his, hell would rip her from this earth. The best option is to stay away from her, to not have contact with her.
What can he do when she shows up at his territory? Desperate to escape her grief.
The problem is, Maverick made promises and with Sage in the picture - he can't keep them.
There is a reason why Maverick is the Forbidden Alpha.. and Sage is about to find out what being a Fated Mate truly means.


Book 3
Jasmine Ravenstone gave up everything for a man who couldn't speak.
Renouncing her Alpha title and fleeing with Kyson Zero, she has no idea of the past he carries or the Fated Mate curse she will endure.
Being born from the first witch in existence, Kyson and Kier had to go through lifetimes to kill their father and never succeeded in their destiny. Now, the seal has been broken and they are down to their last life. If they don't kill their father then the supernatural world will cease to exist.
Kyson didn't realize the ramifications of his actions. Stealing a Fated comes with consequences, a sirebond that ties Jasmine to him.
He didn't expect a curse that will cause damnation.


Book 4
Kier Zero returns to his life as Alpha, after ultimately killing his first tormentor. But that was only his first demon, there is a second one that haunts him.
Marked by Olivia Aspen, he wants as much distance away from her as possible.
Until she arrives, with a mysterious power that everyone seems to want and a debt to a deadly vampire. She has no one to consult, stranded and lost in a world without a pack or home.
Olivia chooses to repay her debt, but that comes with strings attached when the charming vampire has more to offer than she ever could have imagined.

In the year 2333, humanity has fallen and ruled by werewolves. Bellatrix Sinclair, an 18-year-old weapons prodigy that despises werewolves for destroying her family has been secretly planning to join the human rebellion.
However, she is forced into the Mate Selection Process and matched with Lazarus De Loughrey, the ruthless Werewolf King obsessed with claiming her.
He shouldn't want her and she should hate him but they cannot resist each other. It's a twisted connection, entirely physical because all I am is his slave.
My heart should belong to my best friend Emmett, a human. Atleast the guilt of betrayal wouldn't be eating away at my insides.


“Yes please.” She begs.
“Then fucking let me in.” I growled, this fury exploding with vengeance. I wanted to destroy her pussy.
It was maddening, it was sickening, it was barbaric.
But I never claimed to be saint.
“Here that baby, that’s the sound of your greedy pussy sucking on my cock. Give me more, drench me.”
“Lazarus.” She moans painfully, “Please let me come.”
I’m doused in gasoline and set alight, sweat coats my skin as I pound into her faster and harder. I’m definitely hurting her, “Wanna come?” I rasped, “Not until I say so.”
Pressing my lips onto hers, pushing my tongue into her mouth until I feel the sweetness of hers. The kiss is sloppy and filthy. She cries as I drive my cock into her, the intensity too much to handle, sweet tears sliding onto her cheeks.
“Fuck yes.” I smile sadistically, licking her tears. “Cry for me Ma Cherie.”
“Please, please let me come My King.” She pleads.
“Say it again.” Lightening shooting down my spine as she begged, “My King, please let me come. I’ll be good.”
I chuckled, “Try your luck to kill me Ma Cherie, I dare you.”

“Marry Damian.”
My father’s voice was cold.
“Or stop acting like a spoiled heiress.”

I laughed bitterly.
“You mean sell me to save your company?”

I was once the proud daughter of the Blackwood family—until my parents divorced, another woman moved into my house, and my father decided to trade my future for business.

Worse?

The man I was forced to marry was Damian Harrington—my childhood crush who broke my heart and now shamelessly flirts with my stepsister.

So instead of crying over him, I made a decision:

I would build my own company and take back control of my life.

Then one reckless night changed everything.

While escaping Damian, I ended up in the arms of a dangerously handsome stranger with cold blue eyes and a smile impossible to resist.

I thought he was just an expensive escort.

But later, I learned the truth.

The man I slept with wasn’t some stranger.

He was Gabriel Ashford—the billionaire every woman in Manhattan dreams about.