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In the kingdom of the Alpha King, Janelle, a trusted servant, conceals a burning desire for revenge against her parents' killers. When she discovers her true mate is the prince, her world is thrown into turmoil. Torn between love and vengeance, Janelle's quest for justice takes a dangerous turn as secrets unravel and betrayal lurks at every corner. Will she choose love or succumb to the darkness of her past?

Content Warning: Mature Themes!!
This book contains explicit scenes, graphic content, and potentially triggering situations that may be unsuitable for some readers. All characters depicted are 18 years or older. Reader discretion is advised.

On her eighteenth birthday, Sabrina's life is stolen from her. She was sold into marriage to Scott Wendell, a ruthless and powerful billionaire more than twice her age. A man she's never met. A man who claimed her as payment for a debt she never owed

But the real problem wasn't the vows she took or the marriage document she signed.

It's his son. The revelation that Ace Wendell, the one boy in school that she's always fantasized about, the boy she's secretly loved from afar, is now her stepson.

Now living under the same roof, Sabrina finds herself torn between duty to her marriage and the dangerous pull toward the stepson who has wanted her just as desperately.

"Do not tempt me, Wildling. You're mine to protect, not to fuck."


Kyla Harper

After the death of my father, I never expected to be placed under the custody of a stranger who claimed to be his friend.

I expected an old man with grey hair. Not a demigod who turned my world upside down. Cold. Distant. Devilishly handsome.

His words sink into my skin, leaving my knees shaking. And while I flinch at every man’s touch, his feels… different.

Now I can’t stop myself from craving the forbidden.


Carlos Redd

I was caught off guard by Harper’s last will. To take in his only daughter and protect her, despite knowing the violent and dangerous world I live in.

Out of respect, I took her in.

Kyla crosses every line. Curious about everything I keep hidden.

Each moment, each encounter, each argument—tears down my restraint.

The more I push her away, the more I crave her.

And the more I crave, the closer we get to secrets that could tear us apart.

We Tend to realize the value of a thing after losing it. This was exactly the case with Louis Anderson whose hatred for women was bigger than the ocean.

He Married Skylar White, a young twenty years old girl whose family needed help to revive their dying company.

He tortured Skylar and made her life worse than hell. But Unbeknownst to him, there was only a thin line between love and hate.

He fell in love with Sky, but before he could tell her how he felt, she disappeared completely.

"Will Louis ever find her?

"Will Skylar accept him into her life again?"


"Strip!

"Huh? Skylar bit on her lips in exasperation. Her hands wrapped around her protectively as if that could stop him.

"I won't repeat myself! He snorted.

"Strip now before I call the guards to come do it for you."

"You'll call the guards?

"Do you doubt it?" Louis smirked. He took his phone and made a call. "I want you and Tom over here now."

"Boss you called for us?

"Yes, because I want you to get her out of those clothes!

"Louis, I'm your Wife! How can you do this?

He ignored her cries and turned to the guards. "Why are those clothes still on her?

"Stop! Don't come Closer! Skylar cried, she eyed Louis with hatred and a tear dropped down her cheek.

"I'll take it off."

"Which one of you touched her? Louis asked the two Men as they were set to leave.

"I did," The tall guard replied happily. Hoping to get rewarded. But instead of a reward, Louis beckoned him closer and clipped his hand with a Garden Scissors.

"Don't Touch What Is Mine!

He’s the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he’s 20 years older than me.
**
“How old are you?”
“T-Twenty,” I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. “I’m an adult.”
I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn’t know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying?
I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down.
“Please, Alpha King,” I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. “I’m… sure I can please you.”
“Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?”
He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn’t twenty.
“You seem so deliberate, but I’m not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?”
“A-A game?”
He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile.
“If you win, I’ll grant you sanctuary.”
My eyes widened with a spark of hope.
“But if you lose….”

"No need to tell me, babe. I want to hear you climax," he said in a low voice.

"Fuck, you're so tight."

He quickly slipped in a second finger and slightly accelerated his movements. She was so wet that his fingers slid easily. When he could add a third, he enjoyed exploring her。

In a matter of days, I lost everything due to one man's madness. My family, my kingdom, my life. I was forced to flee.

That man rejected me and had me locked up in his dungeons. Where do I go from here?

And then, to my surprise, I find my second chance. Is the moon goddess playing with me?

Caught in a power struggle among three kings... What lies ahead? How will my past unfold?

Talia have been living with her mother, stepsister and Stepfather for years. One day she finally get away from them. Suddenly she learn she have more family out there and she have many people that actually love her, something she have never felt before! At least not as she can remember. She have to learn to trust others, get her new brothers to accept her for who she is!

When the Luna Queen is brutally murdered her mate is shocked to find the betrayer is none other than his best friend and Beta to his Royal Pack.
Having escaped to safety in the arms of her aunt, Princess Angel must keep her true identity a secret from everyone until the day she meets her mate.
Jake is the ruthless Alpha to the Moonlight Pack, he has never wanted to find his mate believing it will make him weak.
How will he react when he meets his mate only to find out that not only is she the Lost Luna Princess but that she's a blood relative to the Moon Goddess?

Aloria Was abducted as a baby, something She doesn’t even know, She just think She is a wolfless orphan. She also do not know her real name, the pack calls her Dust, because she is always dusty. But when the rival pack attacks, their Alpha River Tempest claims her as his mate and bring her back to his pack. But kan she trust him? And can he protect her when it is revealed that she is the stolen lycan princess.

“I can smell you’re wet for me, my little mate.”

My nose flared. My chest heaved. My rage boiled inside my body, making me want to explode. “Well, take this, Alpha. I, Shadow Raven Hawks, omega of Night Stalker Pack—”

“Shadow, what the fuck are you doing?” He was fast to cup my face as his eyes began brewing the pain.

“Rejecting—” I wasn’t finished when he slammed his mouth against mine, stopping me.


She’s a lone wolf— a rogue.

Shadow Hawks learns to keep her head down. That’s how she survives until she wakes up in a pack run by a control freak hot-as-sin ruthless Alpha.

With one single sniff of him, she feels an intense connection with irresistible heat.
Now she’s got her old pack on her heels. The only one who can protect her is Alpha Califf. She will do everything, even if she has to bow down and reveal herself.

Califf Stone doesn’t have time for a relationship but to protect his pack from a sinister, vicious Alpha killing the neighboring packs. Until he meets a mysterious rogue who enjoys defying his orders, he finds himself craving for her, losing control— And he knows she’s the one.

When their common enemy threatens her, he’s ready to break his defenses to protect his mate.

What surprises him, she’s not only half-Lycan, half-witch. She’s also a Lycan Princess.

“Well, take this, Alpha. I, Shadow Raven Hawks, omega of Night Stalker Pack—”
“Shadow, what the fuck are you doing?” He was fast to cup my face as his eyes began brewing the pain.
“Rejecting—” I wasn’t finished when he slammed his mouth against mine, stopping me.


She’s a lone wolf— a rogue.

Shadow Hawks learns to keep her head down. That’s how she survives until she wakes up in a pack run by a control freak hot-as-sin ruthless Alpha.

With one single sniff of him, she feels an intense connection with irresistible heat.
Now she’s got her old pack on her heels. The only one who can protect her is Alpha Califf. She will do everything, even if she has to bow down and reveal herself.

Califf Stone doesn’t have time for a relationship but to protect his pack from a sinister, vicious Alpha killing the neighboring packs. Until he meets a mysterious rogue who enjoys defying his orders, he finds himself craving for her, losing control— And he knows she’s the one.

When their common enemy threatens her, he’s ready to break his defenses to protect his mate.

What surprises him, she’s not only half-Lycan, half-witch. She’s also a Lycan Princess.

Trapped in her mundane life, Elysia wishes for something to change. Her parents hide her away and avoid her questions and dismiss her concerns, making her realize that something is terribly wrong. One night, she finally decides that enough is enough and ventures into the night on her own, meeting a mysterious spirit that tells her there is much more to her than she ever thought possible.

That night unfolds a series of events that take her far from home and straight into the arms of a mysterious King who unveils that she holds the key to restore balance between life and death. Shadows of the past unfold and a connection blooms between them, fanning the flames of a love destined to happen.

But just as she begins to believe all will be right, she meets another who claims to be her destined lover.

Guided by whispers from a dark forest, Elysia embarks on a journey to uncover forgotten truths, unveiling magic, mystery, and her destiny entwined with mortality. Will she conquer the secrets that shroud her life and sit on her family’s throne, or will she trust the wrong King and have everything torn from her grasp?

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What is war, but the slaughter of the finest at the Devil's command?
An unfortunate turn of events turned both Sloth's and Bea's life upside down- left at the mercy of fate, written in blood.
For the apocalyptic battles, the rebellion sent in the dark Angel, unfolding the secret that would of better be left buried.
The Princess was cursed.

『The book excerpt:』
"Wherever I went, I was followed by a shadow. I knew the time was near but couldn't accept it. I dared not look at the being itself but tried to slowly figure it out by taking in glimpses of its shadows. Magnificent wings were extending from its back. I saw its glowing eyes in the shadow. The Angel of death was here, and I was about to die. Funny enough, despite the fear- I welcomed it more than I've ever welcomed anything before."

"You don’t even know who I am," Adrianna whispered.
Dante smirked. "I know enough. And I know I want you."
"You are going to get us killed."
"Then, let's die together."
She should have walked away then. But the moment she did, the world would tilt again, unraveling secrets buried in blood, science, and betrayal.

Adrianna thought moving to Italy would be a fresh start—a chance to connect with the family she never knew. But when she falls for Dante, the son of her family’s sworn enemy, their love ignites a war neither of them is ready for. Worse, her past is catching up to her. The failed experiment that saved her life is now tearing her apart, and the only man who can help is the same monster who destroyed her childhood.

With time running out and babies on the way, Adrianna must make an impossible choice—fight for the life growing inside her or surrender to the chaos threatening to consume her.

Enemies. Family. Love. And the kind of power that destroys everything in its path.

“ Go fuck yourself Leonardo” She muttered
“ Nah Isabella, if I am going to be fucking anyone it will be you princess” he replied teasingly
“You wish, and I will say it again, go fuck yourself,” she said again but this time louder
“Say fuck one more time, princess, just say it,” he said in a threatening voice as he walked closer to her.
“Fuck yourself,” she said it again before she could stare back at him again.
The air crackled with tension as his lips forcefully met her, a collision of passion and desire. His hands gripped her waist tightly, pulling her closer as he devoured her mouth hungrily. She tried to stop him but she couldn't, his hands were so strong and all the senses in her body wanted that kiss more than anything. The kiss was intense, and the world melted away around them as they lost themselves in the overwhelming sensation, leaving them breathless and longing for more.

Isabella Rossi, a calm sheltered Nineteen-year-old is kidnapped by a dangerous Mafia lord Leonardo Romano who had taken fancy of her the first time they met when she was just fourteen when he came for a meeting with her Dad. Leonardo Romano uses her as leverage to find out about the past that led to his father's death while still trying to claim her. As she learns more about her father's past and the secrets he may be hiding, Isabella navigates her growing feelings for the man who wants to claim her as his own. Will she succumb to the allure of power and danger, or will she uncover the truth behind her father's link to the mafia boss and the real reason behind her kidnap?

Antonio Rodriguez reigns as the ice-cold mafia king—his heart buried beneath betrayal and ambition.
When Isabella Albero is auctioned to him by her own father, her world shatters overnight.
Desperate for freedom, she plots to buy herself back…
unaware that Antonio has already become obsessed with her.
But Isabella is no helpless pawn.
She's fierce. Resilient. And refuses to belong to anyone.
As desire clashes with control, the tension between them ignites—dangerous, addictive, and impossible to ignore.
Just as she begins to break through his icy walls,
her vengeful ex steps out of the shadows, ready to claim what he believes is his.
Will Isabella finally break free from her past—
or uncover a truth powerful enough to destroy them both?
"I own you, Isabella. Every little part of you has my name on it," Antonio taunted.
"If I ever see you with another man… I'll make you watch as I slit his throat."

Her father committed suicide by jumping off a building, and her mother was injured and became a vegetable. Zhong Chun was forced to sign a contract and had a baby with a strange man. After ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a pair of twins. Unexpectedly, she felt pain again in the chaos! It turned out that there was still a baby in her belly! She was overjoyed and took her only son away from the city. She only dared to come back after three years. Unexpectedly, the curtain of fate opened again...

He’s the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he’s 20 years older than me.
**
“How old are you?”
“T-Twenty,” I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. “I’m an adult.”
I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn’t know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying?
I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down.
“Please, Alpha King,” I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. “I’m… sure I can please you.”
“Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?”
He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn’t twenty.
“You seem so deliberate, but I’m not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?”
“A-A game?”
He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile.
“If you win, I’ll grant you sanctuary.”
My eyes widened with a spark of hope.
“But if you lose….”

"You are mine, Princess. For the next two months, I own this body and you will not give it out to any other man. I own every fucking inch of this body."



Mireille had been a good girl all her life, sheltered by her protective brother until he goes on a three-month travel.

Mireille has to stay with his best friend whom she last saw in high school. Mireille thinks she would finally be free from her brother's protectiveness but she turns out to be wrong as her brother's best friend is a worse version of her brother... Protective and possessive.

Mireille wants to hate him but it seems to be impossible to hate a man as hot as Dante Romano.

Hot, sexy and a billionaire mafia boss, Dante wants to make Mireille nothing more than his best friend's sister but it seems impossible with the heat that runs through their bodies with their every contact.

She is his innocent princess and she is supposed to remain so but when lust pulls her close, she becomes his woman, his possession, the Bad Boy's Princess.

But there are many more secrets lurking around, secrets insistent on pulling Mireille out of her innocent lifestyle.

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENTS AHEAD.

"I hate all of you! You all left me! You all forgot me!"

"What are you talking about, Clara? That's not true!" Papa denied my accusation against them.

"It's true, Papa! All of you have forgotten me, especially you. since you lost mom, you've completely forgotten that I'm your daughter..." My tears

I came to watch her die.

The last of the Dusk bloodline. Royal, radiant, and as foolish as the ones who betrayed me centuries ago. She was meant to burn like the rest of them. I wanted her human ash beneath my boots.

But then she begged.

Tears. Shaking hands. That cursed face I should have hated… and yet, I couldn’t look away. I should have let Death take her. Instead, I made her mine.

Resurrected by my power, reborn in shame, Princess Aurelia Dusk now walks among Vampires. She doesn't know it yet, but my brothers, my Legion, have noticed her.

Xavier wants to worship her. Syre wants to adore her. And me?

I want to ruin her.

"My king, I am willing to marry that tyrant in place of the princess." I said, trying to get my voice to stop shaking.

I stood in fear as the king acknowledged my presence for the first time since I had entered the room. His Highness eyed me up and down as if appraising a new piece of livestock. Taking a small step towards me, I could hear him muttering to himself about how it may just work. I couldn't comprehend what was going on. How could he even entertain the idea of me replacing a Princess to marry a foreign king?


To protect her mother, Cora marries Tarak Bahl instead of the princess. He’s a brutish former slave from a ruined kingdom, now a king. Can she pull off deceiving such a ruthless man or will she end up as one of his countless victims?

I grew up believing Elina was the perfect daughter… until the witch ripped open my memories.

Now everyone sees what I lived through: the staged kindness, the fake innocence, the way she ruined me while smiling like a saint.
And the worst part?
They believed her. Every time.

Dragged into a dungeon, forced to relive the truth, I’m done playing the “grateful stray.”
If they want the real story, I’ll show them every wound they ignored—

And when it’s over, they won’t see me as the broken one anymore.

I gave Arthur a thousand years. A thousand years to secure his throne as God-King.

And on the day of our engagement ceremony, he announced he was marrying someone else.

In my past life, I bled myself dry for him.

He told me Lilith needed Seraphim blood to live. I believed him. He bound me to the Divine Punishment Pillar and carved open my chest, one cut at a time.

He massacred my entire clan, calling it "treason."

I only learned the truth as I was dying. That pitiful "saint" was a demon from the Abyss all along.

Now that I'm reborn, watching him sit on that throne makes my skin crawl.

I destroy our engagement in front of everyone and take the entire Seraphim clan with me.

This time, I'm only here to watch him destroy himself.

Two thousand years of waiting. Two thousand years of yearning to hold her. He always fails in the end. She dies tragically over and over again every 20 years. Each lifetime, he searches for her. Each lifetime, he tries to save her. Each time in her lifetime, his soul dies, although his body remains immortal. Two thousand twenty years later, she's alive, protected and well, and he's chasing her.

"Today was supposed to be our day! Our wedding day but here you are, sleeping with my best friend, Jasper!!" I yelled tearfully, swallowing down the burn of acid in my throat.
"Take you this long to find out, how ridiculous?" Brielle says, sitting upright, and clutching the bedsheet to hide her naked body. But I can see the glimmer of pleasure in her eyes, the way she is happy seeing me in pain.
"How long?" I can feel Leah struggling to be let out, so as to bounce on that shitty friend in front of us.
"We are even planning on telling you today and besides, Brielle here is pregnant with my first heir." 
"W… what?!" I stared at them in stunned silence, the pain in my stomach long forgotten.


After Jasper's betrayal and rejection, Nina vowed to separate her pack from his and leave, determined to heal on her own. Things were progressing smoothly until she crossed paths with Ryder, the blue-eyed Lycan Prince, complicating her life further.
Unbothered by the ongoing wedding of Jasper and Brielle, Ryder boldly claimed Nina as his mate.
For Nina, the timing couldn't be worse. A union between a Lycan and a werewolf was unheard of, and reclaiming her pack from Jasper was her top priority. Yet, the mate bond was impossible to ignore, she couldn't resist the captivating Lycan Prince before her. Not to mention he offered Nina a sense of safety she had never experienced before.
Just as Nina struggled with whether to accept Ryder, reality delivered a cruel blow- Ryder's family had already arranged for him to marry Elara, a bride who matched his royal status...

The rule was simple: watch her, protect her, don’t touch her.
Marshall North has spent his entire life being the boy no one chose.
His father sends money instead of showing up. His mother is gone. And the only place that ever felt like home was never really his—it belonged to someone else’s family, someone else’s name.

Iris Reed was part of that life.
Off-limits. Untouchable. A line he never crossed.
Until the day her brother leaves and puts her in his care.
Now she’s his responsibility.
And Marshall doesn’t do anything halfway.

The city is full of people who take advantage of girls like her—too curious, too fearless, too unaware of how quickly things can go wrong. He knows exactly how dangerous it can get, and he refuses to let her become another mistake he couldn’t prevent.
So he watches her.

Controls everything she does, everywhere she goes, everyone who gets too close.
Not because he wants to.
Because losing her isn’t an option.

But Iris doesn’t make it easy. She pushes, fights, and refuses to be handled, no matter how tightly he tries to keep her in place. She challenges him in ways no one else ever has, forcing cracks into the control he’s built his entire life on.
And the more she resists— the more he spirals.

Because Marshall has never been taught how to love without holding on too tight.
Never learned how to care without turning it into something consuming.
He doesn’t do soft.

And he doesn’t let go of the only thing that’s ever felt like it might stay.
So when the line between protection and possession finally shatters, there’s no going back.
Because Marshall doesn’t fall.
He crashes.
And this time, he’s taking her down with him.

"$500,000 for her virginity."

That was the winning bid my fiancé just placed. The item? His female best friend.

"Don't be so petty, Sylvie," he laughed, pulling her close in front of the whole gala. "I'm just saving her from some old creep. We’re basically bros."

She giggled against his chest. "Yeah, don't be a buzzkill, honey."

I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I simply smiled and raised my glass. "I won't."

I let him think he got away with it. Over the next month, I secretly sold our marital home and took a one-way flight to Paris.

Everett didn't realize I was gone until our wedding day, standing alone at the altar, watching the video I sent him.

Hannah, an angel of God, meets Garin, a demon from hell while on an assignment on Earth. They didn't like each other at first but later, they fell in love.

God and The Devil were angry and disapproved of their union and as punishment, stripped them of their power, immortality, and potency and cast them away to the Earth to live as mortals.

Centuries passed but the lovers' bond was so strong that it lived on throughout multiple lifetimes as they both were reincarnated and reunited every generation.

The lovers meet again in the 21st century and their love attempts to be rekindled but the Devil makes a bet with God that whichever of them breaks the cycle of the love chain between their creations would dominate both heaven and hell.

Will either God or Lucifer succeed in breaking the cycle of the lovers' chain OR will their love prove to be too strong?

I hid in my best friend's closet to catch my fiancé cheating.
Through the gap in the door, I saw them on the bed. Tessa was blindfolded, wrists tied to the headboard with silk scarves. Callum's hands wrapped around her throat—some kind of breath play, I guessed.
Then her moaning turned to choking.
Her body convulsed. Her bound hands clawed at nothing. Her legs kicked against the mattress.
Then stopped.
Callum released her throat. Checked her pulse. Sighed.
And lit a cigarette.
He sat there scrolling his phone next to her body. No panic. No CPR. No 911.
Like this wasn't his first time watching someone die.
I bit my hand to keep from screaming. Blood seeped across the floor toward my bare feet.
Then he walked toward the closet.
I escaped that night. Barely. Ran three floors up to my neighbor's apartment—Dr. Neve Ashton, a trauma therapist. Beautiful. Warm. The kind of woman who made you feel safe just by existing.
She pulled me inside, locked the door, handed me tea.
"I called the police," she said. "They're on their way."
An hour passed. No sirens.
I looked at her. She smiled.

He carefully helps me take my shirt off. I shield myself with my arms.
"No, please let me look at you. I want to see your beautiful body." He states.
How could he say I was beautiful with scars all over my body? I have nothing but skin and bones. Tears flow from my eyes. He wipes them away and embraces me in a comforting hug.
"Let it all out," he says.
He starts washing my thighs, slowly moving up towards my vagina. Sensing my tension, he abruptly stops and proceeds to wash my hair before wrapping a towel around me.
"Can I kiss you?" he asks.
I shake my head, yes.
He kisses me deeply and intensely.


As the lowest slave in the wolf pack, Sarah had been accustomed to whips and chains since she was a child.
When she closed her eyes again and waited to be whipped,
unexpectedly, what she waited for was just a warm hug.
"I finally found you."
The alpha king saved her. She was not only the missing princess but also his fated mate.

I tracked her for gold. I kept her for survival. I bowed to her for love.

Kaelen is the Hound of the Northern Wilds, a cynical Viking bounty hunter who cares only for the weight of silver or gold in his pouch. When a wealthy southern lord offers a fortune for the capture of a runaway witch hidden in the sacred woods, Kaelen expects an easy hunt. What he finds is Princess Aurelia, the secret, last-surviving witch of a purged royal bloodline.

Bound in shackles and forced on a grueling journey across land and sea, Aurelia should be an easy prize to deliver. But the closer they got to the southern border, the more the world twists around them. Fires dance to her command, wild predators bow to her will, and Kaelen is haunted by prophetic dreams that chip away at his cold, mercenary armor.

Terrified that the dangerous, ethereal princess has cast a literal love spell over his mind, Kaelen fights the suffocating pull between them. But when a brutal betrayal forces him to choose between a mountain of gold or saving Aurelia from the burning pyre, the hunter must make a choice, deliver his prize to a tyrant, or unleash the berserker within to protect the woman who stole his soul.

This is a dark, high stakes Viking fantasy romance featuring a gruff, fiercely protective hero, a powerful secret witch princess, a forced proximity journey, and a slow burn, enemies-to-lovers romance where a captor trades his mercenary life for a crown.

Caught in a web of forbidden love, conflicting loyalties, and hidden truths, Lyla finds herself at the epicenter of a love story as complicated as it is intense. "Fate's Chosen Mate: Bloodmoon Chronicles" delves into the tumultuous life of Lyla, a young student at a prestigious academy for supernaturals. Lyla isn't just any student; she's linked by destiny to Cameron and Samuel, her warrior trainers who are also the enigmatic alpha princes of the werewolf race.
As her 18th birthday approaches, her brothers warn her about the powerful pull she might feel toward dominant wolves. But it's not just any wolves they need to worry about—it's her teachers. Cameron and Samuel are more than just older, wiser, and off-limits; they might just be her fated mates.
While navigating complex relationships, academic pressures, and the normal trials of young adult life, an unexpected threat jeopardizes the academy. Explosions rock their world, forcing Lyla and her love interests into a chaotic swirl of heroism, heartbreak, and hard choices.
Will Lyla follow her heart and let destiny lead the way, or will the very rules that bind their world tear them apart? Amidst turmoil and taboo, Lyla must make choices that could forever change the course of her life and the lives of those she holds dear.
Discover a story where love isn't just complicated—it's forbidden, ageless, and defies all rules. In a world of supernatural beings and extraordinary stakes, will Lyla's love life be another casualty, or her saving grace?

She was invisible in her own home. Now she's about to become untouchable.

For fourteen years, Queenie Vale has been a prisoner in her own mansion—a servant to the stepmother who stole her inheritance and the stepsister who delights in her pain. Framed for attempted murder and thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back, Queenie faces an impossible choice: pay fifty thousand dollars in five days or go to prison for a crime she didn't commit.

Enter Jamal Devereaux—billionaire, enigma, and the most dangerous man she's ever met. His offer seems like salvation: a contract marriage that will give her the power to destroy her enemies and reclaim what's rightfully hers. But Jamal has secrets darker than the night, and his own thirst for vengeance runs deeper than she could ever imagine.

What Queenie doesn't know is that she's not just his contract wife—she's his ultimate revenge. Her father destroyed Jamal's family, and now he intends to start his payback with her.

But when enemies circle like vultures and bullets start flying, the line between hate and love becomes dangerously thin. In a world where trust is a luxury and betrayal is a weapon, Queenie must decide: Is the man who saved her life her greatest ally... or her most lethal enemy?

Some fairy tales are written in blood. This is one of them.

Young love and devotion fell to his marital greed. In reckless indulgence, Nate ruined his lifelong lover and family. He sided with his mistress, ignored my agony and child loss, and pushed me into despair. Seven years later, the once-glorious Wall Street elite fell utterly abandoned and destitute. Repentant and desperate, he begged for redemption. But his belated love now only meets my cold, unwavering indifference.

Nadia has lived in the orphanage since the day she was born—a girl no one ever wanted to adopt.
But just as she’s about to turn eighteen, everything changes.
A mysterious billionaire, Vincent Voss, shows up and claims her as his daughter.
He insists Nadia is a werewolf—just like him—and that she must return to the world she truly belongs to.
Nadia thinks he’s insane… until the truth proves impossible to deny.
Now, she’s about to begin a journey that will take her from an unwanted orphan to the future queen of the werewolf nation.

Rebecca was raised in the Romani culture commonly known as a gypsy she would travel from fair to fair. Performing dances signing and fortune telling. She was bullied all her life as well. But she never knew why. Her mother talks a prophecy about a half vampire half human vampire princess. She had purple eyes and pale skin which was contrasted with her black hair. She is beautiful. On the evening of her eighteenth birthday she started to be able to smell blood. After being bullied by one of the other teenagers. Then beaten in the wo by her so called mother. She notices a man and a women in the woods behind her camp. She sees a mysterious stranger who is holding a girl and sucking on her neck. She starts to feel a strange pull towards him. Who is this man? Why am I so attracted to him.

Eryndor, a Phoenix demi-God, lives among humans as a wealthy businessman. Feared, envied, and unstoppable, he avoids the politics of gods and angels.

Until Seraphiel, the archangel who saved him as a child, brings a mission he cannot refuse. Zariel, ruler of the Underworld, is plotting a rebellion that could destroy all realms. Help stop him, and your dying parents can be reunited in their next life, Seraphiel says.

To succeed, Eryndor must kidnap Lyra, the Shadow Princess and Zariel’s daughter. She is supposed to be his enemy, but she is unlike anyone he has ever met. Fierce, defiant, and mysterious, Lyra challenges everything he believes about loyalty, power, and love.

As they are forced together, Eryndor and Lyra must decide if their hearts will remain enemies or risk everything for a chance at love—and survival.

Irene had watched Karson from afar, yearning for him to notice her for as long as she could remember. Despite sharing the same roof, the Alpha’s son had been indifferent to Irene, barely acknowledging her presence.But then, everything changed. The Luna arranged for Irene and Karson to get married, and Karson's indifference turned into hatred and resentment.As the new Luna, Irene was tasked with leading the pack but she found little joy in her new role, especially when Karson spent more and more time with another she-wolf and gave his mark to her…Author: E.V LunarCopyright: Ideaink Six Cats

We were ambushed by rogue wolves and chased all the way to the cliff's edge.
Caleb—my mate, Alpha of Ravenrock Pack—was covered in blood, barely strong enough to carry one person across the chasm.
Forced by the alliance marriage between our packs, he ultimately chose me.
Laura was left behind. The feral rogues tore her apart, piece by piece. They didn't even leave a body.
Three days later, Caleb acted as if nothing had happened and completed our mating ceremony on schedule.
After the wedding, he stripped me of every dignity of my position as Luna. He treated me like a prisoner, a punching bag for his rage, making me pay for Laura's brutal death.
When I learned that my entire pack had been slaughtered, I was locked in a freezing dungeon, wanting nothing more than release.
I used the last of my strength to rip apart our mate bond. But Caleb, driven completely mad, tore me to pieces with his own hands.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day of the rogue attack.
This time, I chose to step back and give the one he truly loved a chance to survive.

I am Mandy Langley, 42 years old, CEO of Sterling International. In Manhattan's cutthroat business world, I'd earned the name "Ice Queen."
Five years divorced, my ex-husband's parting words still stung—he'd called me cold as stone, said I was nothing but a dictator even in bed.
He had no idea my frost was a facade, hiding an emptiness and a craving no one could touch.
I controlled billions in assets, yet I lay awake every night, consumed by a single thought: I wanted a man to make me let go, to force me to surrender completely.
That man walked into my office three years ago, and I'd been drowning ever since.
Allen Thorne, my chief assistant, 28 years old—too young, shamefully young, and yet I couldn't resist him.
A year ago, I discovered the truth: he was the CEO of Vortex Capital, my rival, planted here to destroy me.
I should've fired him on the spot. Instead, I kept him close, pretending it was to watch him, when really, I just couldn't let him go.
Dangerous, magnetic, ruthlessly in control—he was everything I shouldn't want. I never exposed him. I fell harder instead.
I buried this forbidden desire, but every day he was there, right in front of me, taunting me.
What was I supposed to do? Cut him loose—or let him claim me?

I spent sixteen years bleeding to protect my family, only for them to harvest my power to keep my sister alive.
My sister wanted my fiancé, so my family gave him to her.
My sister wanted my magic, so they pinned me down and carved the dragon scale straight out of my chest.
When she wanted the ultimate power of the Dragon Priestess, they framed me for a crime I didn't commit and chained me in a lightless dungeon so she could take my place to be Crimson Dragon Priestess.
But on the night of the coronation, the legendary Dragon Gate didn't descend upon the royal altar.
It crashed straight through the roof of my prison cell.
And the Dragon God only answers to blood.

"Despite your protests look at you now." He smirked bending down and placing a kiss on my neck. "In the end you easily succumbed to me without any protest."

"I don't want to die." I responded as he continued to trail small butterfly kisses along my throat, all the while lightly grazing his sharp canines against it.

"Your mouth is very dishonest woman." He said lifting and staring into my eyes. "It says no while your body says yes."

"You're wrong." I whispered.

"Am I now?" He spoke against my skin sending goosebumps all over my body. "I don't think I am."

Valerie Anderson was your normal everyday secretary, at least she was until the day she died. Killed by her sex crazed supervisor by falling down a flight of stairs, Valerie finds herself waking up in the bed of the cold and oppressive Elias Langley.
First prince and next in line for the throne of the land of Allsbrook, Elias gives Valerie two options, either be his slave or die by his hands.
Unable to remember a thing, not even her name, Valerie isn't ready to die, not until she discovers how she appeared in this strange land and who she is.
Desperate Valerie agrees to be Elias' slave, thus beginning their master and slave relationship.
Will the cold Elias end up warming up to Valerie, allowing someone into his cold dead heart? Will Valerie be able to find her memories and figure out her mysterious background?

I watched from the window as my other mate watched me get sucked and fucked to oblivion by my other mate, Alpha Stephan.
I should feel horrible for keeping this secret, but if I told him I was also mated to his mortal enemy, I might lose them both.
"You're so fucking wet," Stephan growled in my ear as the sound of our mating rang out across the room and outside. I knew it was because watching Hunter watch me was turning me on more than usual.

Being in the centre of two powerful men, being the object of their desire, one inside of me and the other pumping his dick with his hands to the sight of me...
It made me delirious with lust, and as my pussy squeezed tight with my impending orgasm, Hunter's warm cum spilled out of him, falling from the tree he hung on, down to the ground.


Cassandra's Mom died, and according to her stepfather, it was all her fault. Maybe it was, maybe not, but he's only the first problem she has to face even as he spent one whole year beating her and her wolf into dormancy.
When Alpha Stephan finally rescues her, she thinks she's safe now, happy, and content. Until the night of her Mating Ceremony...
"Cassandra Harrison," a voice that wasn't her Pack burst through her mental shield, something impossible, and he offered her revenge for her parents.

But Cassie was done fighting, she always lost so she told him to leave her alone. But how could he... when they are fated mates? And how cruel the Fates were, giving her an Alpha and a rogue king as equal mates, she must choose.
Or not. But come whatever she does, a greater evil lies far out of their view, and only together can they conquer it. But first, she must decide, the perfect Alpha who gave peace and purpose, or the brutish rogue who promised her revenge and a crown?

"Come!" I jerk back at the harshness in the male tone.

Fear bubbles up in the back of my throat as I creep toward what feels like instant death. I swallow it down and will my stick legs forward until I’m within six feet of his desk.

The chair slowly turns to reveal a man with sculpted muscle ripples beneath his black shirt, and his blue eyes burn like sapphires.

I try to picture him naked in a bed with just a thin white sheet over his midsection, and that picture forms perfectly. His glare is now a pair of bedroom eyes….

But then the sneer on his face registers in my lust-filled mind.

Whoever the hell he is. I’m not gonna like it.

Alpha Ronan

It's supposed to be fucking easy. Find the girl. Get the girl. Trade the girl. Or kill the girl, whichever needed to be done.

But then, Hezzlie Stone walks in here, smelling like freshly fallen rain and evergreen trees, and I know everything just went off the rails.

I have to keep my wits and I’m an expert at hiding my true feelings behind this mask of disdain. But this time it's hard.

That Hezzlie Stone is my MATE!


Hezzlie thinks she's going insane when she starts to dream that she's a werewolf. Her mother has no choice but to take her to an asylum for troubled teens. But when a new doctor takes her case and brings her to a strange castle in the mountains, she's not sure if she's found her only chance at getting help or lost her life altogether.

Alpha Rowan has been looking for the lost princess from his enemy's lands for years. When Hezzlie Stone shows up, he thinks he's finally found her. With Hezzlie as leverage, he can finally make his enemies pay.

There's just one problem--he never counted on Hezzlie being his mate!

Will he keep her or use her to get back at the Alpha who tried to rip his kingdom apart?

Duty requires her to marry—but she’s having second thoughts.Princess Julianna dreams of marrying for love, but no one cares what she wants. The future of her kingdom—and countrywomen—depends on her arranged marriage. Too bad, her intended’s brother is the one who captures her interest with his good looks and sailing skills. She’ll just have to push aside her attraction and do what’s right for everyone else, if not herself…Prince Alejandro wants nothing more than to relinquish his title. He can’t wait for his older brother to marry and have a child. That is, until he meets the beautiful princess destined to be his country’s future queen. Julianna holds the key to his freedom, yet he recognizes a kindred spirit—someone trapped by the demands of being royalty—and finds her utterly irresistible.Knowing the royal wedding must occur for the sake of their countries doesn’t stop them from wanting to be together. A happy ending could be theirs if they are willing to accept the consequences of following their hearts. Will duty or love reign supreme?

Sequel to ‘The Prison Project’. It is advised to read Book 1 before this one.

Torn away from Coban Santorelli without warning, without closure, and without a choice, Margot is thrust into a new nightmare disguised as perfection - a military-controlled town where pastel houses, smiling wives, and neatly curated lives hide something far more sinister beneath the surface.

This isn’t freedom.

It’s control.

Every move is watched. Every step is calculated. Every girl from the first wave is now a suspect in a deadly incident no one will explain. Stripped of their purpose and cut off from the men they were bound to, the women are forced into isolation, obedience… and silence.

But Margot isn’t the same girl who entered the project.

Not anymore.

But she does worry… will Coban ever be set free? And if he is… then will he ever come looking for her?

At just 19, Sienna lost her parents and, as the Alpha’s daughter, was forced to inherit the pack early. But on the eve of her wedding, her fated mate—Julian—betrayed her. If she didn’t go through with the marriage, she’d lose her right to the pack’s leadership the very next day. With no other choice, she married her parents’ most trusted Gamma: Asher Blake. What she doesn’t know? Asher’s real name is Alaric Valmor—a noble Lycan prince and the true heir to the kingdom...