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Mira was born with a forbidden gift shadow magic wrapped in wolf blood, a power the kingdom outlawed long before she took her first breath. When her abilities awakened, she trusted the one person she believed would protect her: Jason, crown prince of the Lycan throne and her fated mate.

She was wrong.

Jason betrayed her to save his crown.
Mira burned for her survival.

Three years later, she returns as the mysterious Shadow Wolf, stronger, colder, and determined to make Jason pay for every bruise, every lie, every regret buried beneath his royal skin.

But fate is cruel.

Because the moment he sees her again, Jason recognizes the scent he tried to forget the scent of the woman he lost…the woman he destroyed…the only woman the Moon ever marked for him.

And Mira has only one goal,

Make the king kneel and then decide if he deserves forgiveness or destruction.

Seven years ago, Mara Vale signed a confession for the man she loved.

Grant Mercer promised it was the only way to save their future. He said the hit-and-run was an accident, that his family would hire the best lawyer, that she would be home before their baby learned to walk. Instead, Mara gave birth in prison, lost her son to Grant's polished lies, and watched him build a new life on the story of being ruined by a criminal ex-fiancee.

Now Mara is free, broke, and trained in the one craft no one in Grant's glittering world respects until they need it: the restoration of damaged photographs, burned paper, and things people thought were too ruined to speak.

When Grant's wealthy new wife hires Mara to save the Hart family archives, Mara steps into a house built on reputation, money, and locked boxes. Inside those boxes are old newspapers, altered confessions, receipts, signatures, and ashes that remember the truth better than any person dared to.

Grant stole Mara's name, her son, and seven years of her life. He is about to learn that some things cannot return to what they were, but they can still be restored.

I sat alone at our engagement dinner, having waited for eight long hours.

When my phone finally buzzed, Jasper sounded rushed.

"Lira? I'm so sorry. Things went sideways on my end. Your parents didn't stick around, did they?"

I stared at the melted ice in the champagne bucket.

"No," I said, my voice hollow.

He sighed. "Let's push it to next week, alright? I'll call your parents tomorrow and explain."

He hung up before I could answer.

Seconds later, an Instagram story from a mutual friend lit up my screen: [Elara's 25th! 25 gifts for our girl!]

I watched the video flash through designer bags, Cartier bracelets, and Porsche keys.

Then came the grand finale: Jasper striding across a tarmac in Aspen. The caption read: [Gift #25: The man himself!]

While I waited in an empty banquet hall, my fiancé had flown two states away for his foster sister's birthday.

Then, an iMessage from Elara popped up: [Jasper just can't say no to me. Are you sure you want to tie yourself to a man who will always put you second?]

I didn't cry, and I didn't demand an explanation. Ten years of loving Jasper Boone finally snapped.

I opened his text thread and typed a single response:

[Don't bother rescheduling. We're done.]

The seventh time my mate walked out on our daughter for a wolf cub, I finally stopped counting.

His dead Beta’s sister, Savannah, came home with a rescued cub named Duke. She said he’d die without her. She said her wolf was fading too. Damian believed every word.

So Duke tore up my daughter’s sketchbook for a bed, and Damian laughed. Duke chased six-year-old June down the stairs, and Damian arrived after the healers were done. Duke licked my mother’s bowl clean, and Damian told me to be gracious. A Luna should be.

I was gracious when he gave Savannah our bedroom. I was gracious when he took our mating portrait off the wall. I was gracious when I bled out in the healing wing and he told me I was young enough to take it.

He thinks I’m just sulking. That I’ll come around, because where else would a packless omega go?

He’s wrong. My crossing permit is approved. My ticket is booked. In five days, I’ll be nothing to him, and neither will my daughter.

My twin sister was revered as the sun of our pack. I was the dark moon, condemned as an omen of disaster.

At my mate-binding ceremony, our parents stormed the altar. Claiming her wolf spirit was dying, they forced me to surrender my fated mate to her.

They seemed to have forgotten that today was my coming-of-age. An un-mated Daughter of the Dark Moon would be offered as a sacrifice to the ruthless Alpha of the Winter Pack.

With red, tear-filled eyes, I begged my mate, Kayden, not to abandon me. Instead, he slowly withdrew his hand.

"Maeve, she's your blood sister. I have to bond with her to save her life."

"As for being sacrificed to the Winter Tyrant, that's just a myth the elders made up to scare you."

My father stood by, reprimanding me with sheer impatience:

"What sacrifice? It's nothing but folklore! Can't you suffer a little grievance for your sister's life?"

To prevent me from ruining the ceremony, they dragged me into the damp, dark dungeon.

Up on the altar, my family joyfully continued the celebration.

But they didn't know the Grand Elder had come to me three days ago.

The moment my binding failed today, the emissaries of Winter would come to collect their due.

From today on, I would plunge into the frigid deadlands of the far North, bound to remain by that bloodthirsty tyrant's side until the day I die.

I married Massimo Salvatore, the mafia don, thirty-two times. And divorced him thirty-two times.

Every single time for the same reason—his precious Claudia came back from her overseas treatment facility.

"She took a bullet to the head for me. Any stress could kill her." That was his only explanation.

The first divorce, I trashed the entire living room. He slapped me across the face: "Cut the DRAMA. We'll get back together once she's stable."

The third time, I followed them to the club and caught them kissing. I confronted him—got locked in the basement for seven days.

Sign the papers, take off the ring, pack my bags. Like a nightmare on repeat.

Until the thirty-third time.

A rival family grabbed both me and Claudia. With a gun to his head, he could only save one of us. I looked at him, voice breaking: "Massimo, just this once, pick me."

He walked toward her.

Four hours later, his men found me in some abandoned warehouse. Three broken ribs, blood everywhere. Our baby—gone.

Massimo camped out by Claudia's hospital bed, wouldn't leave her side. Didn't visit me once. Not even when I got discharged.

That's when I was done.

"Daddy... so cold... and it hurts..." When my precious daughter Mia whispered these words in her weak voice, my heart felt like it was being torn apart.
The life-saving medicine was just ten meters away, but that damned anti-magic barrier had become an insurmountable chasm between life and death.
What made me even more furious was that the vampire guarding the gate not only extorted my life savings, but also demanded I kneel like a dog and lick his boots before he would open the door.
He didn't know that if the door stayed closed, it wouldn't just be my daughter who died—his son and mother would perish too!

My fiancée Chloe dumped me, a veteran, for Seth's multi-million dollar fortune. As she left, she threw $100,000 at me with contempt in her eyes.
Little did I know that while I was using the money to stockpile weapons and food and upgrade the steel fortress, she and Seth were squandering it all in their luxurious villa.
Seven days later, the zombie outbreak occurred. I was enjoying steak and red wine in the fortress, while that despicable couple was slapping each other over a mouthful of dirty water in the ruins.
Thanks to my ex-girlfriend's generous sponsorship, I lived like a king in the apocalypse.

Warning! Mature Contents!

Excerpt

"You belong to me, Sheila. I alone am capable of making you feel this way. Your moans and body belong to me. Your soul and your body are all mine!"


Alpha Killian Reid, the most dreaded Alpha in all of the North, wealthy, powerful and widely feared in the supernatural world, was the envy of all other packs. He was thought to have it all... power, fame, wealth and favor from the moon goddess, little was it known to his rivals that he has been under a curse, which has been kept a secret for so many years, and only the one with the gift of the moon goddess can lift the curse.

Sheila, the daughter of Alpha Lucius who was an arch enemy to Killian, had grown up with so much hatred, detest and maltreatment from her father. She was the fated mate of Alpha Killian.

He refused to reject her, yet he loathed her and treated her poorly, because he was in love with another woman, Thea. But one of these two women was the cure to his curse, while the other was an enemy within. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart-racing piece, filled with suspense, steamy romance and betrayal.

A Remastered Version of Werewolf's Heartsong.

Alora, has been hated by her family since birth. Her Families favorite pastime is torturing her.

After turning eighteen she's rejected by her mate, who turns out to be her older sisters boyfriend.

Breaking the chains that bound her powers, Alora is freed from the family that hates her, and is given a new family.

When an old friend and protecter of her's returns home to tak his place as next Alpha of Alpha's, Alora's life is once more changed for the better as he says the fated word. "Mate."

He’s a ten out of ten—but when his engagement is announced, he gets wasted enough to forget his own name.
Meet Nico Bellami: billionaire heartthrob, sinfully handsome, and absolutely done with being controlled.
She’s Red: curvy, mysterious, and a stripper who’s never been touched. She dances to survive, not to seduce—but she ends up saving a drunk billionaire from a biker gang in the worst part of town.
She means to help him home.
Instead, she crashes his engagement party.
And before she can escape, he pulls her close, smirks at the cameras, and says—
“This is my wife.”

I have six dragon mates!

Lucian just whispers in my ear "Welcome home, little mate."

Then I noticed standing around the room were 5 very tall, equally beautiful angelic men. All handsome in their own right built very similar to Lucian.

"Mate," they all say in unison. My eyes are probably going to pop out of my head with how stunned I am. I wonder if I can go blind with all the rapid blinking that my eyes are doing.

For the second time tonight, I find myself saying 'Excuse me?'

Well, fuck me!

Everly lives in a world where supernatural creatures live side by side with humans. Even her best friend Stella is a werewolf.

Everly thought she was safe from attending the EverMate Ball since she just turned 18 yesterday and the the invites came weeks ago. Her fate was sealed when The Oracle made other plans.

What will happen when she catches the eye of not 1 but 6 supernaturals, and just not any supernatural, but the kings? Dragon Kings to be exact.

What will happen to the world when The Great Prophecy is revealed to be centred around this simple human girl?

Will Everly run from her destiny or embrace it?

Will she be able to destroy the darkness lurking in the shadows before it destroys her world?

Let's find out.

"Hybrids must be destroyed," the Luna announced. Then, she buried my newborn pup alive.

Fifteen years ago, I was stripped of my magic, banished from my coven, and left for dead. I found salvation in the arms of my fated mate, Horace. But our forbidden love ended in blood when he was framed for the Alpha’s murder, and our miracle baby was condemned to a suffocating grave.

To survive—and to hold onto the hope that my son was still alive—I was forced to become the mate of Horace’s sadistic stepbrother, enduring fifteen years of torment.

Now, a mysterious and powerful Lycan King has arrived at the palace gates. He is cold, ruthless, and looks exactly like the mate I watched die fifteen years ago.

Horace is back.

And he isn’t just here to reclaim his throne. He’s here for me who “betrayed” him… and for the son we both believed had been buried alive.

The hunt begins.

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Blackwood feels the mate bond—only to watch Damien Storm, the ruthless Alpha, shatter her hope in front of the entire pack:
"You dare to imagine yourself my mate? A weakling Beta's daughter? The bond is a mistake. I reject you, Aria Blackwood. Here and now."
Humiliated and cast into the Hunt—the Blood Moon's brutal ritual where every unmated, widowed or rejected she-wolf is turned into prey for any male who cares to chase—Aria's heat erupts in the forest. Dozens of wolves circle to claim her, and Damien steps back, letting her fall.
Then the sky splits with a roar.
The Lycan Alpha King strides through the fire-light, black wolf rippling with power. His golden eyes sweep the clearing, and his voice crashes like thunder:
"She is mine. My prize. Mark her, look at her, and you die. She is mine, and mine alone."
In front of every witness, he lifts Aria into his arms, teeth grazing her throat in a silent, unbreakable claim.
Now Aria stands at the center of a storm—between the Alpha who shattered her heart and the King who would burn kingdoms to keep her.

Known by all as the child of traitors, and with no wolf to call her own, Alya's life has been hell.

She is made out to be a schemer by her foster sister who is determined to make her life hell.

When she discovers her sister with her husband after losing her baby, she decides to take matters into her own hands and escape the pack.

But would dare let her be?

Or would the secrets of the past come to find her… after all… nothing stays buried forever.

I faked my death to escape one monster, only to wake up in the bed of a worse one.

To flee an abusive marriage, I staged my demise and hid as a plain corporate assistant. Until one reckless night, I surrendered my secrets to a dangerously seductive stranger—only to discover he is Kieran Ferrara, my family’s most lethal, sworn enemy.

Now, I’m his assistant by day, and his forbidden obsession by night.

But the ultimate ticking bomb just dropped: I'm pregnant. Kieran is a cold mafia tyrant who was told he’d never father a child. I am carrying his miracle heir. But if he learns the truth beneath my mask—that his precious assistant is the daughter of the man he hates most—my sanctuary will become my execution.

When the masks fall, will his dark obsession protect her, or ruin them both?

"It's now or never, my little spitfire."
"It's always now with you, Alpha." She curled her tongue around his ear lobe and sucked gently before raking her teeth down it, just the way he liked.
Launching her onto the bed, he chuckled and reached for the bottom of his shirt, a dark, menacing look in his eyes, one which sent delicous tingles down her body.
"Don't call me Alpha unless you want it rough, baby." His lips curled up devilishly as he pushed down his jogging bottoms and boxers in one swift motion, his red, veiny cock all but saluting her as it slapped up against his stomach upon its sudden release.
"Okay, Alpha."
"You're really asking for it right now."


Alpha Marcellus finds his mate in the human, Anastasia Mulberry but she is already pregnant.

He is both deeply enraged and saddened that she started a family without him but the more he learns about her, despite his efforts not to, the quicker he realises that he couldn't have been more wrong.

Follow Alpha Marcellus as he makes mistake after mistake trying to push his mate away in hopes of protecting his heart, only to realise the truth at the very end...but is it too late? And what happens when the unexpected happens and everything goes spiralling out of control? Will Marcellus be able to fix it or will he need to kiss the idea of a mate goodbye forever?

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Three years ago, my sister fled her wedding to a man in a coma. I took her place. I nursed him, cared for him, and loved him back to health. But when she returned, he gave her everything—his time, his fortune, his heart. To me? Just a cold shoulder and accusations of being insane. They thought I would just disappear quietly. They were wrong.

My husband stole my work, my future, and nearly my life.
For years, I thought betrayal was the worst thing he could do to me.
I was wrong.
“Trust me,” he whispered.
I did.
Until I discovered the empire carrying his name should have been mine.
Now I'm taking it back.
But the closer I get to the truth, the more I realize...
My husband may not be the mastermind after all.

Six years ago, Jack was framed by his girlfriend and wrongfully imprisoned. Fortunately, he was saved by a mysterious old man who taught him countless skills
He suppressed countless bigwigs in prison and was later selected by MI6 to become a special agent, earning the title of God of War.
On the day of his release from prison, all the gangsters looked up to him and tried their best to curry favor with him.
But when he walked out of prison, he was despised by his family. The family almost went bankrupt because he was falsely accused, and his wrongly accused girlfriend wanted to marry his enemy.
See how he discovers the family crisis and uses the power of a war god to suppress all enemies in the world

Have you ever been so desperate you'd do anything for money? I have. For my mom, I walked into a hotel room, ready to sacrifice my dignity. I ended up with the wrong man—a man who turned out to be my new billionaire boss, William Brown. He thought I was a gold-digger. My colleagues saw me as a disgrace. His fiancée wanted me dead.
I thought my life was over. But then, this cold, arrogant man who humiliated me in public, also rescued me from my abusive stepfather. He mocked my poverty, but paid for my mother’s treatment. He pushed me away, yet his kisses were possessive and fierce.

Julian the Alpha King has a secret.

One night when he goes to save some of the humans from being massacred, he meets Arabella and feels drawn to her like no other before. However, when she finds out that werewolves exist, she runs from him repeatedly.

After all, she thinks he is the big bad wolf.

He came to Earth to retrieve an ancient amulet… not to fall in love.

Caelum, a 150-year-old warrior from the mystical realm of Luminari, is sent to the human world on a mission: find and retrieve the golden amulet powerful enough to save his world from destroying. What he didn’t expect was her.

Aurelia—brilliant, quiet, and unknowingly holding the very amulet he was sent for. Bound together as school project partners, what began as cold silence slowly turned into glances, laughter, and something deeper.

And the unexpected happened they fell in love.

But when Caelum finally discovers the truth,he found out she was the one with the amulet. Everything shatters. If he takes the amulet… she will turn to stone.

Now he's torn between his duty to save his dying world or saving the girl who became his world.

She danced around the pole twerking her body

Her flawless skin shone brightly.

Her figure was killing......

In her panties and bra, her curves became so visible.

She was wearing a mask on her face but she looked so beautiful on them

The audience cheered and applauded her.

She happens to be the best among all the entertainers.

Wanna know her?

Her name is Meria Williams.

It's weird right? Why would such a pretty lady be a stripper?

She's an orphan....

Helpless. ...

Frustrated.. .

But all her miseries are hidden under her beautiful smile.

She is left with her younger sister who is very sick!

All the burden was on her. ...

She had no choice!

But she's a VIRGIN!

Is that even possible?

A stripper? A virgin?

Sounds crazy but true!

Meet Damon Wilson......

The young billionaire!

An an incurable womanizer ....

He sleeps with different kinds of woman and dumps them like trash.

A playboy!

He GETS every woman he wants all it takes him is money.

What happens when the rich playboy collides with the virgin stripper and determines to have her?

Will he be able to get her to his bed

Will he finally fall in love with her?

More tales on the way!

Find out in this intriguing story..... !!

In a world where Omegas are controlled, killed and wiped out, Lyra Drake lived her whole life scrubbing floors in the most powerful Alpha estate in the pack. She lived in silence, hiding her identity just for survival.

Kael Robinson is the Alpha heir who was sent to ruin her. He bullies and hates her for reasons she doesn't understand, making her despise him.

But fate had other plans for her as the moon betrayed her, igniting their mate bonds. Lyra was torn between choosing the man who torments her and the one who kept protecting her.

Hunted by the council and trapped between two men who want her for different reasons, Lyra must decide what she's willing to sacrifice to survive.

His father died broke and broken. Zed Chen knows who's responsible.
One race. One torn mask. Now the Iron Wolves know his face — and their VP is the one holding his debt.
Dax Steele doesn't look like the enemy. That's what makes her dangerous.
She wants him to race for her club. He wants answers about his father. Neither of them planned on needing the other to survive.
But the deeper Zed rides into her world, the more the story he grew up believing starts to crack. His father wasn't just a victim. Dax isn't just a villain. And the people they're both after won't stop until one of them is in the ground.
Fifty thousand dollars brought them together. The truth might be the only thing that keeps them alive.

Kadia Fenn works three jobs, can barely make rent, and wants nothing to do with the family business.
The family business is killing monsters.
Twenty-five years ago, Clan Fenn was disgraced for the murder of a vampire lord and his wife. Kadia walked away from the stakes, the oaths, and the shame. All she kept was a rune necklace she can't bring herself to take off.
Then a vampire breaks down her apartment door.
Levi Baron is two hundred years old. He rules Harwick's underworld, and has spent a quarter century believing her family slaughtered his. He should hate her. He shouldn't want her. He definitely shouldn't keep protecting her.
Someone is poisoning Harwick's supernaturals. Someone wants Levi dead. And the closer Kadia gets to the truth about the night her clan fell, the harder it is to stay out of the fight she was born for.
Because the only thing more dangerous than a vampire who wants her blood is one who refuses to take it.

They killed his whole family. They left the boy alive, thinking he was nothing. A pup with no den, they said. The city would eat him soon enough.

They were wrong about that. The city did not eat him. It forged him.

Ten years later, Kaelen comes home to Charter. He is not a boy anymore. He carries a cold magic that was born from his own pain and suffering, the ability to pull bad memories out of places and make them real for a while. A scream trapped in a wall, the shadow of a victim, the last feeling of someone who died wrong: it is all fuel for him now.

But the power is wild and untamed. Every time he uses it, it hurts him and costs him something valuable. His enemies are still here, rich and comfortable, three of the most powerful people in the city. They do not know he is coming for them. They are about to learn.

To destroy them, Kaelen must first master himself. He must grow stronger and learn the full depths of his power. Because the echoes do not just haunt his enemies. They haunt him too. And the stronger he becomes, the less of his original self remains behind.

The end of the world is forthcoming, and the most powerful creature God created is wreaking havoc on the world. Apart from those creatures, there was one supernatural creatures who was constantly warring over who could be the rightful king of the earth that God had created for them. Vampires and wolves. Have always been mortal foes. And humans were caught in the middle. Some of them were aware of the beast, but the majority were blinded.

God's distinct creature was an angel who made a mistake and was thrown to the other side of the planet. The shadow of the ground, or should we say the secret dungeon, is the name given to this location. On the other side, they were living normally. However, as time went on, they became tired of it. Some of them decided to do something about it because they were tired of living in such a remote place.

He is the First Wolf.
Five thousand years of blood and moon and hunger carved into a man who no longer remembers how to ask.
She is the last High Priestess reborn, the only woman who ever made the Moon scream, and the only one who can end his curse… or finish him for good.
Eva Harlow doesn’t believe in fate. She believes in locks, in exits, in never owing anyone anything.
Malach Whitaker believes in one thing only: her.
He has waited through empires and plagues and the slow rot of centuries, collecting pieces of her dead lives like a dragon hoards gold. This time he is done waiting. This time the torc is around her throat before she even knows she’s been caught.
Beneath a shuttered Appalachian megachurch lies The Hollow: an underground coliseum of rust, rage, and pack law.
Here, silver scars and moonshine flow in equal measure.
Here, the bond between them is a living blade: every touch sharpens it, every refusal makes it bleed.
Body. Blood. Womb.
Three offerings she swore to a Goddess who no longer walks the earth.
Three offerings she will have to give freely, or watch the world drown in wolves.
She will try to run.
He will let her.
She will try to kill him.
He will die smiling, because the curse won’t let him stay dead until she loves him enough to break it.
This is not a love story.
This is a claiming.
This is the sound of a five-thousand-year hunger finally sinking its teeth into the only throat it was ever meant for.
Dark. Feral. Inevitable.

Mara Vale was the intern everyone forgot.

She carried coffee into rooms where decisions were made, fixed printers no one thanked her for, and watched her ideas appear under another woman's name. At Vane & Co., she was told to be grateful for the badge that barely opened any doors.

Then, one stormy night in the sealed archive, Mara found a file the board had hidden for twenty years.

It said the company was still searching for its missing heiress.

It said someone had buried the real girl inside the lowest rung of the business.

And beside the photograph of a vanished child with Mara's eyes, someone had written one instruction in red ink:

Do not let her rise.

Fifteen years ago, my fourteen-year-old sister Elise died on her way to the town flea market. She'd been raped. Her legs sawed cleanly off.
Our mother—perpetually drunk—didn't even look at the body. She just tore at the frozen mud with her bare hands, nails splitting, blood mixing with slush.
"The dolls! Where are the dolls she had? Where are they?"
Fifteen years later, I'm a child welfare caseworker.
Today, a girl we'd just pulled from an abusive home handed me a broken porcelain doll.
"Sloane," she whispered, "I found this in the trash. Its legs are broken. Can you fix it?"
The moment I took that doll, I froze. Tears came without warning.
Fifteen years. I finally understood where to start looking.

Elara gave five years of her life, her magic, and her unborn wolf pup to Kael, the cruel Alpha wolf king—only to be betrayed, drained of her life‑force, and left for dead on a sacrificial altar. When her soul shatters from agony, an ancient golden‑eyed dragon awakens from his long seal. Ignis, ruler of all dragons, marks her as his property, burning away the wolf’s brand from her skin.Broken and emotionless, Elara watches her ex‑lover beg for forgiveness as she stands beside her ruthless dragon mate. She crushes his power, strips his title, and lets his own abandoned wolf pack tear him apart. But a primal dragon egg grows inside her womb, binding the most feared beast of the continent to her forever.Revenge is sweet, and the world will bow to the Dragon’s Luna.

The night before the West Coast League Championship, Logan's childhood sweetheart Maddie tried to dump a packet of cold medicine into his water bottle.

I snatched it away and warned her it contained a banned substance. He was a pro player heading into the draft. One positive test, and it's a lifetime ban.

She just smiled, sweet as sugar, and said I was only jealous of what she and Logan had.

She wouldn't listen, so I smashed the bottle on the floor. When Logan found out, he slapped me across the face in front of the entire team.

After the game, his fever wouldn't break. Maddie went live immediately, siccing her followers on me and releasing edited clips of my "torture-camp" training sessions. Overnight, I became the most hated agent in the country.

No one believed a word I said. In the end, one of Logan's rabid fans put a knife in me in a narrow alley.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing at the supply table.

And Maddie's fingers were pinching that same damned packet.

“Mr. Hale, step away from the chest.”

The officer’s hand stayed on the latch beneath my brother’s portrait.

My mother clutched the donation envelopes to her chest. “Lena is doing this for attention.”

Dad gave the room his lawyer smile. “My daughter hides when she wants sympathy.”

The volunteer pointed at the broken white ribbon. “Then why is there blood on it?”

The room went quiet.

I stood beside them, dead and barefoot, watching Dad’s face change.

Because for once, someone was about to open the place where they had left me.

On the night of her wedding, Evelyn Knight paid the ultimate price for trusting the wrong man—her husband murdered her with his own hands.
But fate grants her a second chance.
Reborn on the very day she's meant to marry Nathaniel Andrews, Evelyn wastes no time. This time, she won't be the victim. She escapes the altar and makes a bold move—straight into the arms of her husband's sworn rival.
"Mr. Everett, will you marry me?"
"This a surrender?"
"No," she smirks. "This is a tactical retreat followed by a counterattack."
What begins as a calculated alliance quickly spirals into something far more dangerous—obsession, protection, desire. Julian Everett never expected to fall for the woman who barged into his life like a storm. But now that he has her, he won't let her go.
This time, Evelyn isn't just rewriting her fate—She's taking her revenge one kiss at a time.

"Sophie Patterson. Don't you dare walk away from me." Logan's menacing stare bore at me. I suddenly didn't feel drunk anymore. I sobered up quickly.

"What, Logan? You're gonna tell me that you suddenly love me again? That you're here to sweep me off my feet? Please! I didn't need you all this time, and I don't need you now." He clenched his jaw, fisting his hands.

"Enough. Stop being so damn stubborn. You know I do. I love you. I never stopped loving you, Sophie. It was always you."

I left my hometown hoping to never see him again. I left with his baby still inside of me.

Seven years after, and here I am again. Standing before him and a six-year-old wanting to know who his dad is, and asking me to marry him because everyone in his class but him and his best friend don't have a daddy.

What am I supposed to do with all these feelings that are resurfacing? I'm realizing every day that I never got over him. I merely suppressed my feelings, and his telling me this now- to my face, just made things more complicated.

My woozy brain managed to register my body being laid on a soft bed... I held on tightly to his neck, grinning stupidly, "you're so handsome. I like to kiss handsome men."
A soft chuckle, "darling, you..." I raised my head to jam my lips with his, cutting him off.


The accident that was meant to end her, put Roxanne in coma for a year. When she woke up, her memory was a blank. Then she finds herself in a contract marriage with Josh Caldwell, her CEO husband, who's betrothed to marry the true heiress of the powerful Gilmore Empire.
Five years later, her husband's woman is back. Vanessa Gilmore — the beautiful, manipulative heiress of Gilmore Empire. Roxanne is tossed aside.
The boy she'd taken care of since he was a baby was snatched from her. She has lost...and she knows it. Then comes Kylian Caldwell, the half brother of her ex-husband, a well known playboy and black sheep of the Caldwell, to the rescue.
With him by her side, she's about to discover that the past isn't dead...and that her memory holds the key to unlocking secrets, including her stolen identity and the child she didn't know she'd given birth to.
But when the truth finally comes spilling and two brothers fight for her heart, will she be able to stand against the enemies who will stop at nothing to keep what is rightfully hers, even if it means driving a wedge between her and the man who's ready to rain down hell just to protect her?

On our fifth Anniversary party, Harris got admitted to the City's Hospital.

Cancer. Stage IV.

I struggled to find words to whisper some comforting words to Harris .

Instead, he held my hands, and said,"It's alright, Darcy."

"Don't be afraid of anything that may happen. Even if I am about to die, I will always be with you."

Even when he was dying, he made sure to comfort me, which bled my heart.

I spent my days researching treatments, draining my savings for "miracle" consultations.

Then came the afternoon I went to his office early to surprise him with the appointment letter with Dr. Wilson, a world famous surgeon.

Harris had been trying to contact him for weeks now. But, everytime he declined him bluntly, only this time when I tried to contact him personally, his assistant reached out to me.

Finally, he had a chance to be saved. I cried tears of joy. I wanted to share this good news with Harris as soon as possible.

But, My hands, almost pushed open the door, , a Lively and joyous laughter echoed through my ears.
"Is the paperwork ready?"

I slightly opened it ajar and peered inside.
I froze on the spot.

Clara was sitting on Harris's lap, clutching to his shoulder like she owned him.

"Everything," Harris' voice sounded, confident and excited.

"By the time 'cancer' takes me, Harris Hudson will be dead, life insurance will be processed, and you and I will be halfway across the world with a clean slate."

Clara. Harris' first love. The one he told me was a 'closed chapter' years ago.

Something broke into my heart.
I froze at my place.

The cancer, the treatment, it was all a lie orchestrated by Harris to elope with Clara?

I once thought an arranged business marriage was already the end of the road.
I never imagined the real trap would be giving my heart to the wrong people.
My husband, Ethan, the man I had loved with everything I had, and Chloe, my best friend, the woman I once treated like a little sister, worked together to push me off a cliff.
My face was destroyed.
For three years, I crawled my way back from hell and rebuilt myself from the bones up.
I changed my face. I had myself made into the image of his dead mother.
Then, step by step, I planned my return and married his aging father, Victor.
At our wedding, I looked at Ethan and Chloe’s bloodless faces. My smile was gentle, but every inch of it was laced with poison.
Then I said softly, “Call me Mom.”

In my last life, my parents favored my younger brother. They promised him to the angel who would remain on the surface, and shoved me to an abyssal demon.
When the apocalypse came, the angel burned through her divine power and fell. I took my family in out of kindness, and they repaid me with a bowl of poisoned soup.
When I opened my eyes again, our whole family had reincarnated.
This time, my parents couldn’t wait to push my brother into the demon’s arms, dreaming of living off him inside the abyssal lair.
I watched them sign the shadow contract like they were grabbing a priceless treasure, then took the rejected holy-light angel without hesitation.
They had no idea the Abyss’s shelter is paid for in flesh and blood.
But an angel’s loyalty can raise an iron divine kingdom that never falls, even in this world-ending flood.

Top designer Emma Carter catches her boyfriend cheating with her best friend.
In the fallout, she marries the legendary business tycoon Liam Hayes, a man rumoured to avoid women entirely.
As he loosens his tie and walks toward her, her pulse stutters.

Where is his vow of abstinence? *
All I see is a hungry beast that’s just been awakened. *

"Do you think I'm beautiful?"
Anderson's back stiffened.
Undoubtedly, she was beautiful.
After a while, he said uneasily, "Yeah."
Clarissa moved closer to him. She whispered in his ear and she thought that her voice was very low, "If I want to sleep with you, will you agree?"
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with meaningful eyes, "You have to pay the price for sleeping with me. Are you sure?"
"Money? I have money." Clarissa laughed, "Aren't they looking down on me? I'm going to find someone who is much better than him. I want to piss them off!"
She then put her arms around his neck and kissed his lips.
It was a torrid night.
The next morning, however, he handed her a copy of the marriage application she had signed.


Clarissa Chapman, one day, when delivering condoms to a hotel room, she found her client was her... fiance?
She caught her fiance and half-sister in bed! Only then did Clarissa realize that her six-year-relationship boyfriend had cheated on her!
What's more ridiculous? Her father said it was because she wasn't attractive and her sister's more deserving of him.
Dumped her douchebag fiance, she bumped into her Mr. Right by a one-night stand!
Wait... why was this man looked exactly like the Billionaire CEO - Anderson Jordan on TV?!
Anderson was of many things, handsome, considerate, and loyal.
She'd never imagine a gorgeous like Anderson would fall in love with her, until that day...
Her nightmarish family found her, trying to drag her to the miserable past...again...

Lucille was one of the most skilled female assassins, and on the previous night, she embarked on a top-secret mission. However, the mission's details were leaked, leading to her untimely demise at the hands of a traitorous companion. She never discovered the identity of the person who betrayed her before her death. But by some miracle, she was granted a new life, and was reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover the truth and seek revenge for her family, Lucille seized her second chance at life. She planned to avenge her loved ones. However, her plans were complicated by Joseph, an apparently frail man who was actually skilled in martial arts. And he seemed to fall for her deeply, now this newfound knowledge only added to the complications of Lucille's revenge plan...

I was falsely accused of killing my sister. My husband personally sent me to prison. Three years later, he picked me up, and that very night he stripped off my clothes and fucked me brutally.

He said, "The child your sister and I had together has a heart condition. You have to give birth to a baby to save him. This is what you owe your sister!"

Walking in on her husband with her own sister should have destroyed her. But Steffy doesn't fall apart-she slaps him and walks out.
What does break her is the DNA test her sister waves in her face. Not a Willson. Not their blood. Not their daughter.
Steffy has lived twenty-seven years in a family that may not be hers, while her sister claws for an inheritance she believes is rightfully hers alone.
But the deeper Steffy digs into the truth of who she really is, the more the wrong questions start getting answered.
Because if that DNA test was wrong about her... then who in this family is actually who they claim to be?

"You and I know she can never conceive. Not in this world, not in the next!"
"What if she mysteriously gets pregnant again?"
"Well, the company that manufactures the drug we fed her back then hasn't gone extinct. She will simply lose it like she lost the first..."
She was never meant to be his Luna, only his mistake.
On the night of Alpha Kael's ascension, one drunken error changed everything. Mistaking Aria, a mere maid, for his fiancée, he spent the night with her and sealed a fate neither of them could undo. What was meant to remain a secret didn't stay buried for long. When Aria discovered she was pregnant, the truth spread through the pack like wildfire, destroying Kael's engagement to his true love, Vivienne. Heartbroken and consumed by rage, the once warm Alpha turned cold, cruel, and unforgiving.
Forced to take responsibility, Kael claimed Aria as his mate and made her Luna. But to him, she was nothing more than a living reminder of his greatest mistake. When tragedy struck and Aria lost her child, Kael's words cut deeper than any blade: "Why should I mourn a mistake?"
Still, Aria clung to hope, believing that one day, giving him an heir might earn her his love.
Until the day everything shattered. On the day Aria discovered she was pregnant again, the woman who was supposed to be his Luna returned. And she didn't come alone. She was carrying his heir too. And hers wasn't a mistake.

Alex Lee has spent three months watching Elias Reed from across library aisles and lecture halls, too terrified to speak. When the campus launches an anonymous Valentine’s letter program, Alex finally finds the courage to tell Elias everything he’s been feeling, one unsigned letter at a time.
Elias Reed is weeks away from graduation and convinced he’s better off alone. After a devastating breakup left him feeling like he was too much to love, he’s built walls nobody can climb. Until anonymous letters start arriving in his mailbox, letters that see him in ways nobody else does, letters that make him feel found.
As February unfolds in a blur of snow and roses and secret confessions, Alex and Elias build an intimacy through words that neither has found in person. They pass each other on campus, strangers separated by fear and time and the carefully constructed distance Alex maintains. But the closer they get on paper, the harder it becomes to hide in the safety of anonymous ink.
When Valentine’s Day forces Alex to choose between revealing himself and losing Elias forever, he discovers that the hardest part of love isn’t finding it. It’s being brave enough to let yourself be seen.
A story about the words we write when we’re too afraid to speak. About loving someone from a distance and learning that sometimes the person you’ve been searching for has been watching you all along.

High-school misfit Julian fell in over his head into a relationship doomed for dysfunction. When the love of your life turns out to be a polyamorous vampire, eternity together is bound to be a messy rollercoaster, but even after all the trauma and heartbreak, this one of a kind devil still holds his heart. If only Luc shared his devotion... He certainly shares his obsession.

“Your girlfriend’s pretty cynical, now isn’t she?” Luc speaks into my ear, leaning casually on my shoulder. I blush bright red, and his smile grows all the broader.
He takes both our hands and leads us off across the dance floor, and the crowd parts for him like he’s the King of England - the bouncers steering away anyone that tries to block us.
“Holy shit. You really are the owner?!” Heather drunkenly shouts, as we make our way up the stairs and into that VIP booth.
“My club and my right to lay claim to anyone who catches my eye,” Luc drawls, and I shoot him a look, shifting my weight to get in between him and Heather.
“Look, you can’t just… I mean, thanks for the drinks, but she is not going to…” God I sound like an idiot, and staring straight in Luc’s eyes I feel more than a little intimidated, especially because he is not intimidated by me whatsoever. He’s smiling like I’ve just gifted him a shiny new present. I turn to tell Heather we should go, and Luc catches my arm.
“I wasn’t trying to steal away your date,” he laughs. “I invited the both of you here, now didn’t I?” He pushes a hand through Heather’s hair, turning boldly to face her dreamy eyed gawking. “You ever had a three way?”

Cassette Winfield never wanted war. She just wanted an apology. But when the new transfer student and hockey captain dents her car, and laughs it off. Cassette refuses to back down and accidentally paints a target on her back. Overnight she becomes the school’s favorite punchline ,humiliated in hallways, on screens and online. Marvin Woods thrives on attention . As the golden boy of the hockey team and the coach’s favorite he is used to winning. To him Cassey is just another problem to crash. But she doesn’t break. As the rivalry escalates and the whole school chooses sides. Cassey discovered that standing her ground comes with a price and unexpected allies. Especially Marvin’s quiet twin, who watches from the sidelines with unreadable eyes and a dangerous curiosity . In a a school where popularity is power and enemies wear hockey jackets, one girl refuses to shrink ….even if it costs her everything .