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He swore to ruin the daughter of the man who destroyed his family. He didn't expect her to taste like his biggest regret.

I keep telling myself I don’t belong to him.
That the way his gaze tracks my mouth means nothing, and the sudden, aching warmth in my heart when he enters a room is just leftover loneliness.

Nicholas didn't come into my life by accident. He entered my world like a slow burning wildfire, carrying a dark past and a grudge meant to destroy my family. To him, I’m just a target and a cruel reminder of the woman he lost three years ago, the ghost he couldn't save.

He should hate me. I should run from him.
But Nicholas doesn’t chase. He waits. He gives me just enough room to pretend I’m free, watching my composure fall apart piece by piece without lifting a single finger. That patience is far more dangerous than if he had backed me against the wall and taken what he wanted.

“You don’t have to stay,” he murmured, his breath brushing the shell of my ear, sending a shiver straight down my spine. “But we both know you will.”

I hated how right he was.

Now my skin craves the pressure of his hands. Every breath I take feels heavy with the threat of what happens if I break. I can’t pretend my body doesn't give in the second he steps close.

I call it a mistake… anything to pretend I still have a choice.

Because Nicholas never asked for my permission. He’s just letting me undo myself, perfectly content to claim what he already decided was his.

They called her unworthy. Unmarked. Ordinary.

In a world where fated mates are bound by blood, status, and prophecy, Thalia Ryker was nothing more than a nameless she-wolf in the shadows of the Moonridge Pack. No title. No lineage. No future. Until the night of the Blood Moon. One accidental mark from the Alpha changed everything—igniting a bond that should have made her Luna.

But instead of love, Thalia was met with betrayal, erased from her pack, framed for treason, and hunted by the very wolves she once called family.

But Thalia isn’t the girl they buried in the woods.She’s the secret daughter of a feared bloodline. The rightful heir to a power older than the packs themselves. And she’s done playing by their rules.

As war brews between the Syndicate and the Council, and a forbidden second bond begins to awaken within her, Thalia must decide: return to the wolf who rejected her... or rise alone and burn the world that tried to break her.

She wasn’t the Luna they chose. But she’s the one fate won’t let them forget.

Selene had given everything, her loyalty, her strength, her heart, to the mate she trusted, only to watch him bring another woman into their home and declare she carried his child. The woman Selene once saved, now mocking her, flaunting her place where Selene once stood.

Stripped of her home, humiliated, and left alone in the cold night, Selene must confront a world that no longer belongs to her. Will she crumble under the weight of betrayal, or rise from the ashes and reclaim everything that was stolen from her?

The sun dipped below the ocean, and the Sea Goddess temple stood empty. My fifth betrothal ceremony with the Crown Prince, Edric, had ended exactly like the previous four: without my groom.
 When Edric and my mother finally arrived, she grabbed my freezing hands. "Leonora, your father was injured. Edric was busy at the royal infirmary." "Be generous. Don't blame him."
 I bit my lip. "And last time?"
 My mother froze. "Last time... there was an emergency with the Royal Fleet—"
 "Was there?" I cut her off. "Last time you said my brother was ill."
 Edric paled. My mother frowned, "I...I remembered wrong! Don't be so calculating, Leonora. You'll chill the Prince's heart."
 My gaze fell upon the embroidered seashell charm tied to Edric’s belt—an item my weak, illegitimate stepsister never parted with.
 Edric rubbed his temples, his eyes full of exhaustion. "I told you I was busy. If you still won't believe me, I will ask the High Priestess to annul this betrothal."
 "No need," I broke the silence.
 He looked at me, a satisfied smile forming on his lips.
 "I'll ask her myself," I said. "From today on, we are nothing to each other."

"She’s boring now. Dead eyes. No spark. I’m just pretending my memory is stuck at nineteen so I can punish my wife without her leaving me."
Standing in the shadows, I listened to my mafia husband confess his sick game to the doctor. By day, he played the devoted boy who once took a bullet for me, crying over my scars.
By night, he trapped me in pitch-black elevators, letting his men rip my clothes and take photos—all to make his mistress laugh.
He thought my trauma made me weak. He thought heavy sedatives would make me forget.
He didn't know I spat the pills out the moment he turned his back.
Valentino, you played me again.
But this time, I will never give you another chance. Not in this lifetime. Not ever.

Seven years of marriage, and I was nothing but a joke.
My husband destroyed the roses I'd spent years nurturing—just to please my sister. My son, desperate for his aunt's approval, pointed at me and called me a "bad mom."
One day, the whole family took a vote to force me into donating bone marrow. Ethan, my husband, didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and said, "Erin, it's just a little bone marrow. Leah will die without you."
That was the moment my heart broke.
The surgery was a success.
When the anesthesia wore off, Ethan was gripping my hand tightly, eyes bloodshot, voice trembling with remorse. "Erin, I was a fool before. If you save Leah, I swear I'll spend the rest of my life loving only you."
He thought I'd grovel, grateful like a dog, desperate for his forgiveness.
But I just frowned in disgust and pulled my hand away as if shaking off trash.
In the dead silence, I looked at the tear-streaked man before me and asked, polite and confused:
"Sir... who are you?"

My five-year-old daughter is being bullied at school, and the one behind it is the son of someone who claims to be the Luna. That means one thing: my Alpha mate has cheated on me. I am the daughter of the wealthiest Alpha, and after my mate bonded with me, he inherited my father’s Alpha title. Little did I know, I had been hiding my true identity as an Omega for years, only to end up in this tragic situation. Now, I’ve decided to stand up for my daughter and take revenge on that scumbag! It’s time to show these wolves who the real Luna is!

"We are denying coverage for your father's surgery. You can either pay the $240,000 out of pocket, or wait for him to be paralyzed for the rest of his life."
My father was critically injured, the insurance company denied the claim, and the regional director arrogantly threw the denial letter in my face.
I gave a cold sneer and backhandedly slapped my Juris Doctor (JD) dissertation on his desk.

"Come back to me, Ivy," the man whom she used to love with all her heart said.“No, no,” Ivy shook her head and backed away from him. Her body trembled as fear consumed her whole being. He was the reason her baby was gone! He was the reason for all her suffering!

Ivy thought she was the luckiest woman in the world - she was married to the man of her dream.But that was just her illusion. On the day she received her pregnancy report, she found her husband in bed with his best friend. Before she had the chance to tell him about her pregnancy, she was forced to divorce and her family was driven to bankruptcy by that one man she loved.Since then, her life went south.
She married a governor in another country whom everyone thought was a gentleman. Everyone envied her, but no one knew he was a sadist who loved to abuse her.Five years later, the man she used to love met her by chance and begged her to come back.But would she be able to give her heart again, when all she felt toward him was fear and hatred? Knowing that he was the sole reason her life had turned to be what it was today with endless suffering?

Aston Whitmore thought I loved him. Truth is, his mother bought a year of my life for a million dollars.
He thought those 3 AM study sessions were about redemption and romance across class lines. He didn't know I was never watching his pretty face—I was watching the countdown to my mother's kidney transplant payment.
I froze this trust fund prince's credit cards, cut his internet, and nailed him to that desk until his eyes went bloodshot cramming calculus.
When he turned into a guard dog in front of the whole cafeteria, publicly staking his claim on me, all I was calculating was the date that final payment would clear.
Today, he burst through the mansion door clutching his Yale acceptance letter, ready to give me some grand confession.
I was already thirty thousand feet up on a flight to Zurich, staring at that million-dollar deposit notification, face blank as I pulled out the SIM card, snapped it in half, and tossed it in the trash.
No note. No goodbye.
Just one notarized Service Completion Certificate sitting on that empty desk. Terms fulfilled. Transaction closed.

Rebirth. Revenge. Romance.
In her past life, Delia was blind to love. Betrayed by her cousin and ex, she discarded her "crippled" husband Curtis-only to die disfigured and alone.
Now she's back.
This time, she tears up the divorce papers and clings to Curtis's side-only to discover he's not weak at all. In fact, when he rises from his wheelchair, the world bows.
"You're mine-body and soul," he growls, his voice like velvet and steel.
She's the one seducing him now-until he's addicted, crazed, and can't live without her.
She'll crush her enemies, reclaim everything they stole, and love the man who once gave her the world.
This time, she'll give him back everything-and more.

BOOK TWO of the LUCIANNE PAW SERIES: The Rogues Who Went Rogue
One of King Alexandar and Queen Lucianne’s most trusted allies, Alpha Tate of the White Blood Pack, has been bonded to a red wolf named Margaret.
The problem? Margaret is a rogue. And she isn’t some small fry, but the leader of a rogue pack that survived rogue-eradicating expeditions. Despite her notoriety, Tate still wishes to give their bond a chance. But Margaret had suffered severe disappointment and betrayal in the mate-bond department once before.
Now, she refuses to give into her wolf’s naïve, primal instincts like she did in the past. It will only break her heart and ruin her life.
Even if Margaret does give in, can Tate really trust her? At the end of the day, she’s a rogue, and rogues pose a risk to the safety of the Kingdom and to his own pack.
As if Tate being bonded to a suspicious mate isn’t enough to deal with, Xandar and Lucianne are faced with new threats stemming from a species that lycans and werewolves had not heard from since the declaration of truce almost 204 years ago - vampires, whose villages are invaded by intruders that left lycan and werewolf scents. The dire situation makes them both conclude that they have to turn to someone for help, someone they locked up not long ago, and this someone kept secrets of his own.


BOOK ONE: The 5-time Rejected Gamma and the Lycan King
After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate bonds.
To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What's worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself.
She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner.
King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn't thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him.
He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn't seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he's different; and a chance to love her.

"Spread your legs wider. Let me see how wet you are for us."

Stripped naked and bound to the bed, Gwen Thorne has no choice but to obey. Refusing means leaving her comatose mother to die.

To the territory, Gwen is a wolfless omega, the disgraced daughter of a traitor. To the Fenwick triplets—Killian, Barrett, and Cassian—she is a prize to be used, wrecked, and claimed.

The contract is brutal: thirty nights as their shared, exclusive property. Thirty nights of relentless, raw submission.

Yet as they take turns breaking her body, a terrifying truth uncoils. The three savage Alpha Kings are hiding a lethal ancestral curse, and Gwen's secret witch magic is the only cure. Worse, her treacherous body craves their ruthless touch. A multi-wolf mate bond is violently pulling her toward the very men destroying her.

They think they're ruining a traitor’s daughter. They don't realize they've brought their salvation—and ultimate undoing—straight into their beds.

CONTENT WARNING: Ultra-dark, high-heat reverse harem shifter romance featuring possessive Alphas, intense power dynamics, and explicit scenes.

"Fuck... you feel so good..."
His voice is rough against her ear, hips snapping harder as he pounds into her soaked cunt, their combined slick making obscene sounds between her thighs.
"Mark me," she gasps, tilting her head back to bare her throat. "Please... make me really yours."
He pulls out.
Again—same bullshit excuse he's been feeding her for five years. Something about keeping her safe, protecting her from his world.
She bought every goddamn word—until she walked in on him knotting another woman and heard what he really thought:
"She's just a warm hole to fuck when I'm bored. Did you really think I'd waste my mark on a substitute?"
Five years. Five years of playing house, of believing his lies, of thinking she actually meant something to him.
What a fucking joke.
She slapped them both and walked out. But she's just getting started.
He wants to see what happens when you throw away the wrong woman? Fine.
She's going to burn his whole world down and make him watch.
His pack will crumble. His new bitch will break. And when he's on his knees begging her to stop, she'll look him in the eye and say it flat:
"You deserve every bit of this! Get used to it—your suffering has only just begun!"

On her eighteenth birthday, she receives an unexpected gift: an acceptance letter from a magic academy.
That's when she discovers she's a shapeshifter. Her biological parents left behind only a single letter, telling her to find the truth at the academy.
The school is full of danger. Even worse, she can't shift at all.
On her very first day, she's almost burned to ashes by a dragon, the most feared student on campus.
Wait... She only wanted to be friends with the dragon. How did she end up becoming the academy's public enemy?
School Rule No. 1: Never go outside on the night of a full moon. But she does, and comes face to face with a werewolf who has completely lost his humanity.
The last dragon in the magical world: "A bet is a bet. Next time, you're watching a movie sitting on my back."
The Alpha of the werewolf pack: "I won't let anyone lay a finger on you."

On the day of her wedding, 18-year-old Evelyn Monroe's life comes to a tragic end under mysterious circumstances. However, fate grants her an extraordinary second chance—she awakens in her 16-year-old self, two years before her death. Armed with memories of betrayal and heartbreak, Evelyn is determined to rewrite her destiny. She resolves to break off the toxic engagement that once led to her demise, reclaim her autonomy, and navigate the treacherous waters of high school alliances. Along the way, she encounters Liam Bennett, a brooding and enigmatic classmate with secrets of his own. As Evelyn and Liam's paths intertwine, she faces a dilemma: can she trust this mysterious figure, or is he part of the conspiracy that led to her fatal wedding day?

“The forest doesn’t just remember the dead… it calls them back.”

When former LAPD detective Dahlia Quinn arrives in the fog-choked town of Woodhollow, she expects quiet. Closure. Maybe redemption.
What she finds is a corpse twitching in a grave, a mysterious local man who flipped her world upside down, and whispers that bleed through the trees at night.

Three towns. Four stories.
One ancient forest.
And a girl named Amy—once dragged into a black stream and never truly returned.

Now, decades later, something monstrous is being reborn from the pieces she left behind—inside a killer’s hands, a lover’s chest, a golden girl’s smile. And Dahlia is about to learn that some things don’t stay buried.

Some things want you to dig.

Terrifying, addictive, and drenched in dread, The One Who Never Left is a supernatural horror-thriller where curiosity is fatal, the forest is alive, and death is just the beginning.

"I'll marry Laura. She'll be my Luna... and you, Kyra, will be our breeder and concubine."
On the night Kyra is meant to find her fated mate, her life takes a brutal turn.
Instead of love, she is summoned by Draven, the most feared Alpha in the region. In front of everyone, he makes a decision that seals her fate.
Her twin sister Laura will be his Luna. And Kyra? She will belong to them as a breeder and concubine, a woman chosen not for love, but for the strength of her blood.
Taken to Draven's territory and trapped in a ruthless pack where power and bloodlines rule everything, Kyra quickly learns one thing: in Draven's world, women are not asked what they want.
They are given a role. And expected to obey.
Cold, powerful, and dangerously possessive, Draven treats her like property meant to serve his legacy. Yet the more he tries to control her, the more the tension between them grows—dark, forbidden, and impossible to ignore.
Because Kyra was never meant to be his.
But in a world ruled by Alphas...the most dangerous man may decide she is his anyway.

She was never supposed to exist.

Zola spent eighteen years believing she was human… until the night monsters slaughtered her father and hunted her across the forest like prey.

Now trapped inside Lunarch Academy, a school meant only for werewolves, Zola must hide the one truth that could get her executed.

She is human.

But surviving isn’t her only problem.

Four Alpha heirs begin hunting her for reasons she doesn’t understand. Each of them wants her — some to protect her, some to control her, and some to destroy her.

Because Zola isn’t just breaking wolf laws…

Her blood holds the power to end the supernatural world entirely.

And someone has already started the war to claim it.

Catherine accepted her fate as an object of pleasure for the cold Alpha Nathan who had previously rejected her. Her not-so peaceful life is distracted when she found out she's pregnant. She flees to a different pack where she sought new beginnings. A year later, she comes running back to her pack in tears to seek for help.
Just when she thought everything was over, a mystery of her identity comes to light and the pack she once called home, wants her dead! Why did she come back? And why do they want her dead?
Join on this intriguing journey of love, betrayal and emotional roller coasters.

"They said you killed him.”
“I did.”
“And the girl who tried to save you?”
“She died too… because I didn’t stop playing.”

"And you died once. Didn’t that teach you something?”
“Yes. That some lives aren’t worth reliving.”

When Elara Vance, a world-class tennis prodigy, dies after a betrayal, she wakes up three years earlier before everything went wrong.

But this time, life wasn’t how she remembered. The orphanage had given up her adoption to someone else, and they seemed desperate to marry her off to the very man she once sworn to kill.

Filled with vengeance, Elara vows to reclaim her title, her pride, and destroy everyone who once watched her fall, anyone who stands in her way.

But her greatest obstacle isn’t her rivals, it's her heart. Because the man she despises most might not be who he seems, and the deeper she digs, the truth takes a dark turn.

"I need you to erase Elena Cavalli completely," I said, sliding an untraceable check across the table.

People say my husband Vito Cavalli broke every mafia code for me. The heir who knelt before all five family bosses and named an ordinary woman his godmother.

For three years, he convinced the world we were in love. He told the press I was why he went legitimate, why he gave up the gun.

But devotion has an expiration date.

While I basked in his affection, believing I was cherished, he was climbing into another woman's bed.

So I walked away.

When I disappeared, he shattered.

He tore through every corner of the globe hunting for me. But the woman he'd once traded his empire for didn't love him enough to turn around.

I had caught Jasper entertaining the same woman in his bed seventeen times.   The first time I caught them, the shock triggered a miscarriage.   As I collapsed on his office floor in agony, Jasper didn't call 911. He just ordered his security to mop up my blood before it could ruin Lenora's designer shoes.   "At the end of the day, you're the one sitting at the head of my table," he would remind me, keeping me trapped.   When my grief finally turned to rage, I exposed their affair on his company's bulletin board.   In response, Jasper invited the tabloid press to our home. He tossed a contract at me with a cruel smirk.   "I have one other mistress," he challenged. "Find her in thirty days, and I'll drop Lenora and come home for good."   Desperate to save my marriage, I exhausted a fortune on private investigators. Yet, all my traps only ever caught Lenora.   Today was the deadline. Surrounded by flashing cameras and paparazzi, I exhaustedly slid a piece of paper with Lenora's name across the table.   "Jasper, please stop playing games."   Jasper lounged on the sofa, his arm wrapped around Lenora. He looked at me with cold, apathetic eyes.   "You dug through my entire life, yet missed the most glaring detail. The other woman... is you, Elowen."

My mate lost his memory and fell in love with another woman.

Alpha Killian Cross forgot our five-year bond after a rogue attack. Sandra, the Omega who saved him, became his new obsession. I fought to restore his memories—and succeeded.

But the day he remembered me was the day Sandra killed herself. Killian blamed me for her death and chose to hate me instead.

When rogues attacked our pack, he died taking a hit meant for me. His last words? "I wish you'd never made me remember. I wish you'd let me love her."

Now I'm back—reborn to the day I first found him with Sandra. This time, I won't fight for his memories. This time, I'll let him keep his happiness with her.

Even if it kills me all over again.

For the three years since I returned to the Hart family, I had always been the wildly out-of-place “burden.”

Vivienne, the family’s beloved fake heiress, broke a contract on her own and provoked a local gang. She was taken hostage and tortured in an abandoned auto repair shop.

To save his precious sister, my brother, Ryan, did not hesitate to trade me to the gang in exchange for Vivienne.
“She’s a movie star, and you’re just a useless nobody. It’s only natural for you to take her place and suffer a little.”
He looked coldly at the gang members who were eyeing me like hungry wolves, and violently shoved me toward them.
“Tonight, she belongs to you.”

Right before they dragged me away, I managed to call my husband, Alex, begging for help. But he rejected me ruthlessly, acting as if my plea was some cheap scam:
“Stop playing the victim. Why would they ever hurt you? Hurry up and clean up this mess. Don't let a girl like Vivienne face those thugs all by herself.”

Bang.
The heavy iron doors of the gang’s hideout slammed shut.
There were no negotiations. What greeted me was a merciless rain of fists, my clothes brutally torn to shreds, and the blinding flashes of cameras.
Amidst the ultimate degradation, they took photos of me, pinched my jaw, and violated my dignity over and over again.

At 4:00 AM, I was tossed out onto the street in front of my own house like a piece of discarded trash.
Upon dragging myself inside, Vivienne immediately began dropping hints to the family, implying that I was the one who tricked her into signing the illegal gang contract.
My family cursed me, telling me to drop dead.
My heart plummeted into a bottomless abyss of darkness. Numbly swallowing the bloody foam pooling in my mouth, I let out a hoarse, broken laugh.

“Since my return was a mistake from the very beginning…”
“Then why didn’t they just let me die?”

🔥 Warning: Highly Addictive 🔥
This is an erotic college romance.
There will be sex.
There will be tension.
There will be morally questionable choices, whispered threats, and moments that may leave you clutching your pillow at 2 a.m.
If you blush easily, consider this your sign to proceed anyway.

“Make me cum, and I’ll think about letting you off.” He said spreading his legs with a smirk, his eyes daring me,watching to see how far I’ll go to protect my reputation.


What do you do when the school’s heartthrob holds your secret?.. and uses it to make you do his bidding?

Emma Carter never expected to get caught cheating on her final exam, and she certainly didn’t expect Ryan Blackwell… the golden-boy soccer star everyone worships… to be the one holding the power. Handsome, arrogant, and dangerously confident, Ryan knows exactly how to push her buttons… and he isn’t afraid to use them.

Every command, every touch, every whispered threat makes her pulse race in ways she shouldn’t feel. Fear and desire collide, and suddenly Emma is playing a game far hotter… and far more dangerous…. than she ever imagined.

Enemies at first, but the tension between them is electric, irresistible… and every secret shared brings them closer to a passion neither of them can deny.

“Alpha…” I whispered as I got up, trying to hug his waist but he grabbed my hand immediately.
“Do you want money?” He demanded coldly and I shook my head.
“Don’t get any funny ideas, Freya. I told you my heart belongs to my mate.” He replied and I nodded, my shoulders slumping with disappointment.
“It’s been four years…”


After 4 years of warming the Alpha’s bed, his mate returns, it didn’t take anything for the alpha to toss me aside like I was nothing and I realized loving him for 8 years was a waste and I was never going to get a chance with him.
Gathering the shreds of my broken heart, I decided to walk away but just when I found my mate, the alpha returns and this time he’s determined to do everything to have me back.
It’s up to me to decide whether I want the man who never loved me or if I should go for my mate but there’s one problem, I have secrets huge enough to destroy both men and everything they stand for.

Rico was exhausted went he went home, He is a lawyer and he just won another case he handled today. Rico looked at the picture on his desk beside his bed. It was his picture together with Alice… it has been 3 years already when Alice left him without a word. Rico's past with Alice is still fresh in his memory… it's because… Alice is Rico's first love.

3 years ago...

"Will you marry me, Alice?", Rico happily said while on his knee in front of many people. Alice was surprised and she worriedly looked at the people around them.

'Why are you doing this Rico? Stand up, please.", Alice said with worry.

"Then say YES.", Rico smiled with full confidence as if teasing Alice. He is quite sure that he is truly loved by the woman in front of him. Alice gave him everything, her whole self and that is enough proof that she loved him too.

'Rico… I'm not ready..", Alice shyly said. Rico was embarrassed but he didn't remove his happy smile on his pretty face.

'Please stand up!", Alice said and was about to cry. For this reason, Rico panicked when he saw her tears and he hurriedly stood up and went to her.

"Don't cry... I can wait for sure.", Rico assured Alice. Aliced hugged Rico tightly and cried.

"Rico... I love you.", Alice whispered with tears on her eyes.

"I love you more, Alice.", Rico hugged her back and smiled to soothe her.

'Promise… I will wait for you, Alice. You will be the only woman that I will marry because you're the only one I love.", Rico said to her.

The next day, Rico found out that Alice went away without informing him. Her friends told her that she went abroad already. And ever since that day, Rico never saw Alice again. He didn't receive anything from Alice, not a text or call, nothing. It has been 3 years already when Rico had become like this. It has been 3 years since he had been continually enduring the sadness and hoping that one day he will fulfill his promise to Alice… even though there is no assurance that she will go back to him again. Due to this, Rico is incapable of loving other woman than Alice. And if Alice won't come back, his heart will continue being dead when it comes to love.

In my past life, when the apocalypse hit, I relied on my training as an ex-Special Forces soldier to escort a group of arrogant corporate executives safely to a military base, fighting tooth and nail the entire way.

Yet, just to steal the vital supplies I had risked my life to gather and trade them for special privileges, they locked me out of the escape route the moment a zombie horde closed in.

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn. It was the third day of our office building being surrounded by the undead.

A military rescue armored vehicle was waiting right downstairs. However, these corporate "elites" merely sneered in disgust. Still clinging to their superiority, they arrogantly demanded to stay on the 36th floor to wait for a supposedly incoming "private helicopter to a tropical island"—a rescue that I knew didn't exist.

In my previous life, I had practically begged and dragged them onto that rescue vehicle, a decision that ultimately got me killed.

This time, I just let out a cold laugh, grabbed my backpack, and boarded the armored vehicle without a single backward glance.

The building's backup generators were about to die, and the ground-floor electronic doors were on the verge of failing. Without my protection, trapped on the top floor by tens of thousands of ravenous zombies... I can't wait to see how many days these big shots manage to survive this apocalypse!

Drunk, I texted my almost-ex-husband the same thing I always did: "Come get me."
Then comments started scrolling through the air in front of me.
Apparently I was the side character, the girl standing in the way of his real love story.
Ten minutes later, he showed up with her.
So I did what a good side character should. I gave her his bedroom, stopped calling him babe, and packed my bags.
The comments said one more scene and he'd cut off my money for good.
Then Julian Mercer, the man who never lost his cool, hid my suitcase, took my ID, and showed up at my hotel door before sunrise.
"Stop calling me your ex."

When Lady Zoey is called for by her long lost father, Duke Arden, she reluctantly agrees to see him. Only when she arrives in Caines does she find out that he intends to marry her off. In an attempt to mend fences with King Henry, Zoey ends up engaged to Crown Prince Aaron Condor.

Duke James Beaumont comes to Caines to propose to childhood sweetheart, Lady Emily Maine. Three months later however, a compromising photograph lands Aaron and Emily in a scandal. James wants revenge, and Zoey wants to give her fiance a second chance.

When the jilted lovers meet on the streets of Caines, James proposes to Zoey. What began as an innocent chance meeting, ends in an accidental marriage.

Now what? Zoey is both the future crown princess and the woman Aaron loves. And James knows better than to think her being his wife changes any of that...

Three years ago, Evelyn Blackwell was a wolf-less Omega, betrayed, rejected, and cast out of the Bloodbane Pack.
She walked away with nothing but her unborn daughter and the ashes of a bond she once believed in.
Now she's back.
Not as someone's Luna, but as the founder of a medical empire, a world-renowned doctor,And the fiercely protective mother of a bright, wolf-less little girl.
Her ex-mate, Alpha Calvin Wolfe, expected her to fade into obscurity.
But the moment he sees her again, confident, radiant, and entirely out of reach, he knows he made the biggest mistake of his life.
She doesn't want his apology.
She doesn't want his pack.
And she sure as hell doesn't want his pity.
He falls to his knees, remorse all over his face."Evelyn, I love you. Can we get back together?"
She scoffs,"Alpha Calvin, the cheater, you're not so sweet anymore."
Her twin sons drop to their knees,"Mom, we only want you!"
Evelyn waves them off,"No thanks, I already have an adorable daughter now."

Married to Damien Blackwood for two years, Vera Sinclair has become the most notorious trophy wife in the city. As the legitimate Mrs. Blackwood, she can only watch helplessly as her family's business crumbles, her father faces criminal charges, and no one dares to offer assistance.

Damien looked at her with cold indifference: "Vera, if I don't say a word, do you think there is anyone in this town who would dare to help you?"

Everyone watches her crash into walls everywhere she turns, bloodied and broken, her eyes growing colder with each rejection. When her heart began to freeze after experiencing all of this, fate gave her a way out of the darkness.

At their first meeting, she lights a cigarette for him with steady hands. At their parties, he asks with a knowing smile, "Tell me, Miss Sinclair, how much are you planning to spend on me?"

Caspian Vale—a distinguished heir, cold and noble, who has never made a single mistake. Everyone in the city speaks his name with admiration and respect.

That morning, when Vera leaves Caspian's hotel and gets photographed by the paparazzi, the entire city erupts in scandal. The city's untouchable golden boy has actually taken his rival's wife!

Everyone says Vera is skilled at seducing powerful men, but Caspian's response silences them all with just four words— "I made the first move."

Under the city lights, in the embrace of falling snow, from the very beginning, it was he who took the initiative.

She was rejected at her own mating ceremony.

Elara Whitmore’s world shatters when Alpha heir Kai Silvercrest chooses her best friend for power instead of love. Broken, humiliated, and exiled, she vanishes into the borderland with a rejected pregnancy and more hunters.

But she has planned that after two years, she returns in disguised as Sera Seahawks, and will destroy the man who ruined her life.

But when she steps into the borderland, she immediately knew that everything won't go as planned. And with all the new troubles she was still able to go back for revenge.

And for some bitter reasons, she hope it won't be too late for her plans to work

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

After a devastating accident erased six months of her memory, Jasmine Reyes returns home only to find a mysterious boy watching her from the window across the street every single day. She thinks he's obsessed. She doesn't remember that she once loved him or that the accident that nearly killed her was never an accident at all. As buried memories resurface, Jasmine uncovers a deadly conspiracy, a forgotten first love, and a truth powerful enough to get them both killed.

For three years, Mara Ellis raised twins for a dead man.

Then the comments appeared in the air.

They said Caleb Ward was alive.

They said he was about to marry another woman.

They said Mara was only the abandoned side character who would show up too late.

Mara folded one more tiny shirt, looked at her sleeping children, and decided the story had never met a mother with overdue bills.

Clara Whitman-Harlan had been called graceful because no one had ever seen what it cost her to stay quiet. For ten years, she made Grant Harlan look like a man who had built an empire by discipline and vision. She hosted the dinners, calmed the vendors, moved money before payroll became a headline, and remembered which investor had a daughter with asthma and which supplier hated lilies. She kept every thank-you note, every invoice, and every awkward receipt that proved the Harlan fortune had not grown from Grant's charm alone.

Then a pregnant employee appeared in his calendar. Grant denied the affair. His mother blamed Clara for the child she had never had. The other woman smiled like innocence in a white dress. At a charity gala packed with donors, suppliers, family friends, and investors, they prepared a family trust for Clara to sign, supposedly for an unborn baby, quietly designed to transfer Clara's homes, dividends, and company rights into another woman's hands. They thought Clara would protect their name one last time. They forgot she had spent a decade protecting herself.

"You're too brilliant, Lyra. It makes me sick. I had to ruin MIT for you, just so you'd never leave me."

I died in a puddle of my own blood on a rainy night, watching the boy I’d known for eighteen years walk away with Alice, the varsity cheerleader. No ambulance. Just taillights disappearing into the dark.

But instead of fading to black, I blink and find myself staring at my Common App dashboard. Three hours left until submission closes.

The MIT Aerospace Engineering major I bled for is gone, secretly replaced by some trash-tier community college. This time, I don’t scream or throw a fit. I just fix the application and hit save.

Keep that garbage school, Will. Let's see if they still accept you from behind bars.

The day after Lucian was titled Duke, he locked down the estate to find the woman who climbed into his bed.
In my first life, I claimed the honor. He grabbed my hand and sneered, "That woman has a scar."
I froze to death in the ice cellar.
In my second life, Martha slashed her own hand and stepped forward. He ripped her collar open. "She has a cross tattoo on her chest. Do you?"
His hounds tore her throat out in the snow.
Now we're in our third life. The Duke just issued a three-day ultimatum, dead certain that the woman is hiding in the Duchess's wing.
Martha and I stared at each other. We're the only two maids serving the Duchess.

My husband locked our fouryearold son in a 20°C wine cellar for his mistress. Our boy froze to death.
Lawyers silenced me. I was cast aside.
Three years later, I returned.
At a glittering New York gala, I tore apart every lie Liam and Mia had built. Liam begged for my forgiveness—but I had a solid anchor by my side, and I would never forgive him.

My fiancé was going to humiliate me at our own wedding.

I know because I heard him think it.

I'm Isabella Rossi — mafia heiress, future bride to Lorenzo Falcone, the golden boy of New York's underworld. Our marriage was supposed to unite two empires.

I also have a secret. I can read minds. But only when people want to use me, hurt me, or destroy me.

Lorenzo's thoughts had been silent for three years. I thought that meant he loved me.

The night before the wedding, I finally heard him. The mistress he'd planted in the crowd. The fake pregnancy reveal. The plan to humiliate me at the altar so he could play the victim — and steal my family's power in the chaos.

He grabbed me by the waist, pushing me against the cold walls. His hard body and weight pressed against me with eyes as black as darkness itself. “Being hot-headed will only put you in danger Elena,” His intoxicating minty breath filled my nostrils and I fought the urge to break down in his arms.

I let the hate and rage burn my entire body. “So what do you expect me to do? Sit pretty and wait till they come for me and successfully kill me like they did with my parents?” I screamed, unable to stop the tears that rushed down my eyes.

His strong hold against my body loosened, but his eyes remained a dark Abyss and I wished I could see a flicker of emotion in his eyes, even if it was for a second.

“Elena,” Just the call of my name from his lips sent my heart racing, but I had to force myself to remember he was a devil and I'll only get hurt. “You are drunk,” He finally said, releasing me and walking to the table. “What you need is some warm tea to sober you up,”

“No, I don't want tea, Dimitri. What I need is to find my poor sisters and get the bastards responsible for the deaths of my parents. And then, I'll end their miserable lives,” I bit out with muffled rage.

Dimitri paused, as he shifted yet another cold gaze to me. “Well unfortunately, we are all out of bitter revenge tonight, so it's either tea or nothing, sweet Elena,”


Elena Connor wakes up from a coma with no memories of the last two years of her life. Someone wants her dead for a secret she can't remember, and this someone may be responsible for the deaths of her family.

Rayne
She ran to the Crimson Riders to warn them of danger, hoping to find a safe place for her and her baby girl.
There she found a man who claimed her and her baby as his own without hesitation, vowing to keep them safe.
She finds the love and passion in his arms she'd never dared dream of.
Will she have the strength to fight for it when it's threatened, and the horrors of her past try to pull her back?

Night
As the VP of the Crimson Riders and son to the president, his life has revolved around the club.
When a wounded half naked girl stumbles through the snow with her newborn to warn them of imminent danger, his heart is forever captured.
Determined to show her the love she has long been denied, he fights those from the present and her past trying to steal her away.

Rowan Hayes was just another woman lost in the city—tired, broke, and invisible—until the day she threw herself in front of a van and saved a little girl’s life.

Now that girl, Emma Vance, refuses to let her go.
Her father, Asher Vance, refuses to let her stay.

With sharp suits, inked skin, and a voice that sounds like danger, Asher is the kind of man who gets what he wants—and never forgives what he doesn’t. He built his fortune on control and his reputation on fear. But Rowan Hayes makes him lose both.

As their worlds collide, the lies holding his empire together begin to crack. Emma’s mother isn’t dead. The truth is uglier—and far more dangerous—than anyone knows.

Caught between the child who trusts her and the man who tempts her, Rowan must decide whether love is worth the ruin that follows.

He’s power and poison. She’s the spark that might burn it all down.

She was his motivation.
Madison Connor, the only woman he had ever loved, the woman he had hurt, the woman he had left.
Billionaire Damien Daniels had three things he needed to accomplish in his life.
First, he was going to get to the root of his past. Second, he was going to make the Connors pay. Third, the last thing, he didn't even know. But he knew there was something remaining, a wrong he needed to right. And it was staring straight at him. A dark truth that risked breaking him apart, that could mar his existence.
In all these though she was at the center of it all, Madison Connor.
Lord help him.
She was the one thing he could never have.
His enemy's little sister.
Eyes like the sea, strawberry blonde curls and those dotted freckles atop her nose; she was his obsession. She was the beginning of his downfall, his damnation and motivation.


He was the one man she couldn't avoid back then, and the man she couldn't resist. Damien Daniel, her childhood crush who never looked her way even once. Her brother's enemy. She was too small for him, not sexy or beautiful enough for him, too shy to even talk to him. Their attraction was unmistakable, almost beyond control, but as much as she ached to be his, she feared the pressure of his demands.


Submitting to each other meant they had to break so many rules. Could they? Would they? Their love was forbidden. Their intertwining past threatening to tear them apart. A bumpy ride. So many obstacles and trials. It took days, months and years, but what's meant to be will always be!

The night was supposed to be like any other. Elisabetta knew Giacomo too well—his charm, his reckless heart, and his endless carousel of flings. But when she walked in on yet another one of his conquests, something felt different. The sharp glare from the blonde in his bed, the strange heat curling in her stomach—none of it made sense. She wasn’t supposed to care.
Giacomo, ever the flirt, brushed it off like he always did. But as the days passed, Elisabetta found herself watching him closer, her pulse quickening at the way he teased her, the way his touch lingered a second too long. She told herself it was nothing, that she was just tired of his games. Yet every time he pulled away from someone else, every time his attention landed solely on her, the truth became harder to ignore.
Lines blur, boundaries shift, and for the first time, Elisabetta finds herself asking the one question she never imagined—what if she wasn’t just his best friend? What if, all along, she was meant to be something more?

When thirty-year-old interior designer Valerie Edwards is dumped weeks before her younger sister’s wedding, she is desperate to save face in front of her overbearing family. The only solution is a fake romance with her best friend’s brother—Jake Lloyd, a tech billionaire with a marriage clause standing between him and a billion-dollar deal.

But what starts as a convenient arrangement quickly spirals into emotional chaos when they are forced to live together, pretend to be in love, and dodge suspicious eyes—including a nosy sister, an angry ex, and a surprise house inspection that could destroy everything.

Things take a steamy turn after one drunken night breaks their no-intimacy rule. Valerie’s toxic ex reappears with blackmail in hand and a secret that could ruin both their reputations.

When lies unravel and real feelings surface, Valerie must decide—will she walk away when the contract ends, or fight for a love that was never supposed to be real?

“Don’t stop.” I moaned. His thrust becomes faster as I let out let out a loud scream, I quickly cover my mouth, he yanks my hand away.

“I want to hear you.” He groans.

“But- I don’t care Amaya, let them hear your fucking scream.” He says interrupting me. “Or you do want to get punished.” He asks and I shake my head.

He turns me around, holding my waist tightly as he thrusts faster into me,

“Fuck.” I screamed out.

Amaya a normal girl living with her sister, she lives a quiet life until she stumbles upon a mafia king.

Adric Bianchi, the most feared mafia leader in the world, he lays his eyes on her and he will do anything to have her in his life.

“I want to fuck you senselessly Amore.” He smiles against my lips.

Rated 18


Adric a billionaire who is a mafia king, the moment he sets his eyes on her. He knew she would be his. Adric would do anything to have Amaya in his life.

Amaya a carefree woman that lives with a rare disease, she stays away from love but when she meets Adric she is unable to stay away from him.

I didn’t leave because I stopped loving you…I left because the longer I stayed the more it would hurt

“The hardest thing I had to do was forget you when my memories is filled with nothing but you….I loved you even when I didn’t know what love was….I wish it didn’t have to end like this,I wish I didn’t have to let you go…”