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" Logan we shouldn't do this" she said softly and he smiled kissing her cheeks
" Do what" he asked
Emily's world is turned when she meets Logan and the new world he opens her eyes to.
A world filled with supernatural beings and the evils that come with it in the form of a maniac wolf hunter called Finn, a world where love cannot be smooth sailing.
Despite their initial clashes, they have to navigate the ups and downs of love,loss and grief even as it threatens to tear them apart.
But it seems that they are not meant to be as their meeting sets off a chain of events neither could have predicted.
Can they weather the storm together, or is love just an empty game of words and promises.
And what will be the price to pay when one lover disappears.
Join them as Emily and Logan confront their fears and doubts to discover if their connection is truly worth fighting for.

Cleo Farris has one rule: never want what you cannot have. She breaks it the moment her stepbrother's best friend walks back into her life, older, sharper, and looking at her like she is no longer the girl he used to ignore.
Dash Calloway is eighteen. Too confident. Too perceptive. And living in the same house for the summer while their parents honeymoon across Europe. Cleo is seventeen, invisible by choice, and completely unprepared for a boy who argues with everything she says and somehow still makes her feel more seen than anyone ever has.
But when a secret gets out, Cleo loses the carefully constructed life she built to stay safe. Now she has to decide: keep surviving in the background, or finally take up the space she was always meant to fill, even if it costs her everything.

Fifteen years of believing his lies. I played the perfect, innocent fiancée, only to discover he was sleeping with his sister-in-law and plotting to have me drugged and ruined on our wedding eve. Six years later, when I finally slammed the divorce papers on his desk, I thought I was free.

But instead of signing, my cheating ex-husband dropped to his knees, his eyes dark with a sudden, twisted obsession.

"Aviah, I was wrong. I'll give you everything. Just come back to me."

I laughed softly, leaning into the broad chest of the masked male escort standing beside me. "Why would I want your pathetic money, August? Since you couldn't be a real man, I hired one who actually knows how to satisfy me."

I walked away, ready to leave him in the dust. But as my hidden identity as a top aristocrat's long-lost heiress is exposed, my ex-husband’s regret turns into madness.

Worse? The "cheap escort" I've been paying to protect me turns out to be the city's most ruthless billionaire CEO... and the secret father of my five-year-old twins.

Will my ex-husband survive the wrath of the woman he once scorned, and what happens when the billionaire realizes I've been treating him like a cheap toy?

Winning a full scholarship to St. Jude’s Preparatory Academy, one of Manhattan’s most prestigious schools, should have been a dream come true for Chloe Vance, a beautiful girl with shoulder-length hair and a fierce determination to succeed.
Instead, it becomes a nightmare.

As a scholarship student from Brooklyn, Chloe quickly finds herself targeted by The Sovereign, the seven most powerful and handsome boys in the academy. Their influence rules the school, and crossing them is the worst mistake anyone can make.
But as time passes, everything begins to change.
The same seven boys who once made her life miserable slowly become her protectors. The girl they mocked becomes the queen they are willing to fight for.

“Hey, sweetheart. From now on, you’re mine.”
“You’ll never escape me. You belong with me.”
“Anyone who hurts you will answer to me personally.”
“You dare challenge me? Should I punish you my way?”
“You’re my girlfriend.”
“I’ll give you anything you want, but on one condition you become mine.”
“Be mine... or die.”

Caught between obsession, rivalry, and forbidden romance, Chloe soon discovers that surviving St. Jude’s may be far easier than surviving the hearts of seven heirs determined to claim her.

"You will not touch her. Don't even try." Alexander’s voice echoes through the hall, stopping his own uncle in his tracks.

The air in the Kireev mansion is thick enough to choke on. I stand frozen, my back against the cold marble, trapped between the three men who now control my fate.

Alexander, the Vor, the King. He looks at me not with affection, but with the cold calculation of a man assessing his most valuable asset. "She goes with me,"

But Dmitri... Dmitri doesn't obey orders. He steps in front of me. His hand slides around my waist, possessing me in front of everyone. "She’s already chosen, Alexander," he growls, the vibration of his chest against my back making my knees weak. "I’m going with her. No one will stop me."

And then there’s Viktor, leaning against the doorway, watching his brothers tear each other apart over me with a wicked, twisted smile. "Good luck, little fox," he whispers, his eyes stripping me bare. "The wolf isn't one to play with."

I realize then that I haven't just returned home. I've walked into a war zone, and I am the prize.


Harper Petrovsky thought she escaped her destiny, but she walked straight into the lion's den. Forced to live with the Kireev brothers to claim her inheritance, she finds herself trapped in a web of power, danger, and forbidden desire. Viktor wants to play her, Alexander wants to control her,
and Dmitri wants to claim her. In a world where blood is currency, Harper must decide: will she bow to the Kireevs, or will she bring them to their knees?

“We can do anything we want. You lost all your rights when you stepped into this house. You belong to us, Elsie. Every part of you.”

Trapped in the Lancaster mansion, maid Elsie’s plan for revenge is dangerously close to crumbling. The three ruthless heirs—Aiden, Jacob, and Caleb—see her not as a servant, but as a prize to be won in their dark games of power and desire.

The Lancaster heirs, handsome, dominant, and dangerously intoxicating, are used to getting whatever they want, and now they want her. She shouldn't crave their touch, especially when they may hold the secret to her sister’s death.

But in a world of forbidden lust and lethal secrets, hatred blurs with brutal attraction and sexual fantasies. Can she expose the truth before her heart betrays her, or becomes the ultimate casualty?

My father died with one warning written in blood:

DON'T TRUST THE MAN WHO FINDS YOU.

Three months later, I am still searching for the truth.

My father was a respected businessman, so everyone called his death a tragic accident. I know better.

Before he died, he left me a cryptic message leading to a secret hidden beneath the elite university where I now study. I thought finding it would finally reveal who killed him.

Instead, it led me straight to Dante Moretti.

The city's most feared mafia heir.

Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable.

And apparently the last person my father ever trusted.

Dante claims he can protect me from the people hunting my family.

I don't believe him.

Especially after I discover that my father's murder isn't the only crime connected to his family.

Students have been disappearing from the university.

A secret society controls the campus from the shadows.

And someone is sending me photographs of places I've never visited—with messages telling me that I'm next.

When I am kidnapped and Dante rescues me, the horrifying truth becomes clear.

The killer isn't trying to silence me because of what my father knew.

They're trying to silence me because of what I inherited.

Now Dante and I are trapped in a deadly game where every ally could be an enemy, every secret could be a death sentence, and falling for each other could be the most dangerous mistake of all.

Because the deeper we dig, the more obvious it becomes—

My father's murderer has been watching me from the beginning.

And he may be much closer than either of us imagined.

At first, I thought I was the luckiest woman in the world, at least maybe the sacrifices I had made over the past five years would pay off.
But I was wrong. I was just a replacement for Luna, whom no one ever wanted.
I was abandoned by Alpha, my husband, on our fifth wedding anniversary, for the woman who had left him.
What hurt even more was that the child I had raised with all my heart and soul ran into the arms of her biological mother, as if I had never meant anything to his.
Rejected, discarded, and cast out-all of it destroyed me. It felt as if the whole world had rejected me.
But just when I was about to disappear, fate brought me to the beginning of a resurrection I never imagined.

Our mother died broke. Three months later Camilla Castellano drove down to Atlantic City and offered to take my sister and me into her family.
One of us she would adopt. Her name, her money, her protection for life.
The other would marry her only son, the man who runs that family after her.
We had to pick that night, before either of us had laid eyes on him.
My sister picked first, and she picked daughter. The wife's the one they shoot at, she said. And a woman that rich doesn't come shopping in a place like this unless something is badly wrong with her boy.
Nothing was wrong with her boy.
So I got the son my sister didn't want, and Rafe Castellano spent three years sure I had worked my way to him on purpose. He took the family's accounts off me and handed them to my sister. He told a room full of people that a life with me turned his stomach.
Two weeks before the wedding, I asked his mother to change the bride.
He didn't believe me. He wouldn't come to the church. He signed the license without reading the name above his own.
He lifted the veil that night to tell me he was sorry.
I wasn't the one underneath it.

Five years after I walked away from Marcus, the Alpha of the Stonecliff Pack, I received an invitation to celebrate the birth of his heir.
Just as the guard reached for my invitation, Marcus's voice sounded behind me.
"Don't bother. Let her in."
He strode past without a backward glance, already heading toward his guests.
I handed the invitation to the guard anyway and waited until he'd checked every line before stepping inside.
Marcus was waiting just beyond the doors, wearing a smug smile.
"Say whatever you want. You still came back."
He tilted his head, looking me over with undisguised satisfaction.
"You've been lurking around Stonecliff all this time, haven't you? How else would you have known about tonight?"
I only smiled and kept my silence.
Five years ago, Marcus had traded me for the Alpha's crown and marked my closest friend, Celeste, right under my nose. That was the night I'd sworn never to have anything to do with him again.
I tried to walk past him, but he caught my wrist. His thumb brushed my skin as he lowered his voice.
"I'm glad you came back. Behave yourself around Celeste and my pup, and I might still have a place for you."
I yanked my hand free and looked past him at the two high-backed chairs positioned side by side in the center of the banquet hall.
One belonged to Rowan, the Alpha King of Silverpine and the last heir of the royal Ashford bloodline.
The other was reserved for me, his Luna Queen.

On the night my grandmother died, my husband Kael came home trailing blood.
His leather motorcycle jacket was soaked dark red, yet he flashed a savage grin: "I wiped the floor with those bastards tonight!"
For three years, he had treated our home as nothing more than a pit stop between reckless street races.
I’d finally had enough. "After the funeral, we're getting a divorce."
Before the words fully left my mouth, my phone rang. It was his riding partner, Lunn, his voice choking with sobs: "Sera... Kael drove off the cliff tonight. They only recovered bloody pieces of his helmet!"
But the "dead man" was standing right in front of me...

For a hundred years, I used my blood to suppress Grant’s Dragon Frenzy, helping him rise to become Head of the Gold Dragon Clan.

The day of his Ascension Ceremony was also supposed to be the day of our Bonding Ceremony.

Instead, in front of guests from every supernatural race, he named Lacey, a Light Fae, as his Consort. He said I could stay at his side, but only as his Personal Guard, without so much as a title.

I swallowed my pride and begged him to reconsider.

In return, the dragon army razed the wolves’ territory and slaughtered nearly my entire pack.

As the final drops of blood drained from my body, I saw Lacey nestled in Grant’s arms, laughing without a care in the world.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of Grant’s Ascension Ceremony.

This time, I wanted to see how long he could keep his throne without me.

Since I was ten, he told me to call him brother. But brothers don't look at you like that.
My life had only Daniel Wilson in it. He was my guardian, my savior, my world.
"Call me brother," he said, but he forbade me from dating anyone else. He kept me in his manor like a bird in a gilded cage. He promised that when I turned twenty-one, the title of "sister" would change to "wife."
I waited. I obeyed. I loved him with a devotion that bordered on obsession.
But on my twenty-first birthday, he brought her home.
"Julie, meet Lena. She's... special to me."
He introduced his childhood crush to me, his "sister," while holding her hand. The way he looked at her was soft, gentle—the way he used to look at me before she arrived.
"You're just a foster sister," he reminded me coldly when I cried. "Don't cross the line."
The line? He blurred the lines for twelve years! He made me dependent on him, made me believe we were destined, only to discard me when the "real" owner of his heart returned.
Fine. If I'm just a sister, then I'll leave.
But why is he chasing me now, begging me to come back, saying he can't sleep without me in the house?
"I'm not your sister anymore, Daniel. And I'm certainly not your wife."

"You're nothing but a worthless breeding machine trying to seduce our Alpha!" Scarlett shrieked, her claws inches from my throat.

"Do it," I whispered to the voice in my head.

Scarlett lunged, the massive red wolf aiming for a fatal blow. Time seemed to slow down. An ancient, icy power erupted from my core, and with a strength that was not human, I slammed her violently into the dirt.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Even Alpha Acheron took a step forward, his silver eyes wide with shock.

"Impossible," Scarlett choked, her eyes filled with sudden fear.

As she whimpered and scrambled backward, I flexed my partially transformed arm, the silver fur shimmering with an ethereal glow.

"I'm not worthless," I growled, my voice laced with the ancient power of the silver wolf. "If you dare touch me again, I'll tear you to pieces."

"And this Alpha, this man, he belongs to me!"

For the first time, my voice was filled with intimidation and dominance.

For three years, Ivy Green was Gabriel Black’s quiet omega wife.

She loved him, healed him, and built a home around a man who never truly saw her.

To Gabriel, their marriage was convenient. Controlled. Temporary.

Then his fated mate returned.

After one final night of passion, Gabriel asked Ivy for a divorce and thanked her for the past three years—as if her love had been nothing more than a service completed.

Heartbroken, Ivy left Silver Moon Pack and returned to her struggling hometown, only to find her family drowning in debt, her father gravely injured, and their winery stolen by a scheming relative.

For the first time in years, Ivy stopped living as an Alpha’s wife.

She started living as herself.

But Gabriel soon discovers that letting Ivy go was not freedom. It was the beginning of his ruin.

She no longer answers his messages.
She no longer waits for him.
She no longer belongs to him.

And piece by piece, Gabriel begins to uncover everything he never knew:

The pain she hid.
The sacrifices she made.
The family she protected.
The love he took for granted.

Now the woman he discarded is rebuilding her life without him.

And the Alpha who thought he chose fate may have lost the only mate his heart ever truly wanted.

I kept a list. Ninety-eight times my husband chose another woman over me.

Missed birthdays, ruined anniversaries, broken promises—all for his "patient" Sophia, who seemed to have a medical emergency every time we had plans.

"It's just my job, Emma," he would say. "You understand."

Ryan thought he could have his cake and eat it too. He was wrong.

After an incident, I was determined to leave him, and before I left, I gave him an unforgettable "gift."

I was employee No.001, building his startup with him right from the garage.
Then a subordinate draped in an IvyLeague aura arrived, and he pushed me ruthlessly aside.
Crushed by betrayal, I fled eight hundred miles to Seattle and rebuilt my career at a rival tech giant. When anonymous online smears sought to ruin my reputation, I unmasked every one of her lies.
He fell from his CEO throne. I stepped into my welldeserved spotlight, and I will never be anyone’s second choice.

My pre-wedding party was in full swing.

 

Yet, the center of attention wasn't me, but Julian's childhood sweetheart, Blair. She had just announced she was auctioning off her "first kiss."

 

My fiancé, Julian, bought that kiss without a second thought.

 

Amidst the roaring cheers of the crowd, they locked lips. They looked like the perfect match, made in heaven.

 

In that moment, I didn't cry. I didn't make a scene.

 

I casually pulled out my phone and replied to the email from the Paris headquarters: "I accept. I am ready to start immediately."

Six days after Alexander lost all contact, I navigated my way alone to the Nightfall Gala to find him.

The guard's expression twisted into something peculiar when he heard my purpose.

"You're saying you are looking for your mate, Prince Alexander? And what is your name?"

"I am Cecilia."

The guard let out a harsh, mocking snort. "Stop causing a scene! A blind beggar trying to pull a scam? Don't think you can just impersonate her just because you know the name of the Prince's mate."

"Everyone knows the Prince just gifted Cecilia the millennia-old Abyssal Night Crystal to celebrate her pregnancy! What the hell are you?"

Just then, the giant LED screen cut to the Gala's live broadcast.

"Allow me to formally introduce my partner, Cecilia. Furthermore, she is expecting. Our family is about to welcome a new heir." It was Alexander's voice.

"Thank you all. This is the greatest gift Alexander and I could ever receive."

The moment that sweet, timid voice echoed through the hall, a string violently snapped in my brain. A sharp ringing pierced my eardrums.

—It was the voice of my twin sister, Elena.

For two years I was Easton's secret girlfriend. I paid his tuition. I took a beating from the guys who came for him. I gave up my MIT interview so he could chase what he wanted.
Then I heard him behind a half-open door, kissing my best friend.
"Last life she clung to me like a lunatic. This life I'm not making that mistake again."
Last life. They'd both been reborn—come back with every memory of a life I don't even remember living—and somewhere in it, they'd decided I was the desperate girl who ruined everything.
Fine.
I went back to my desk, pulled the MIT acceptance I'd been about to turn down, and signed it.
Easton, I'll let you have her.
He spent two lifetimes sure he was the smart one. He's about to find out which of us was holding back.

On the third anniversary of our bond, I pushed open the private room door, my heart full of hope—only to see Chisel on one knee, leaning in to kiss Sylvia. In that instant, every thread of love and trust inside me snapped.
“What are you doing?” My voice trembled; tears blurred my vision.
Chisel looked up at me, eyes full of irritation. “Enough, Leah. Stop putting on that wounded look. We were just playing a game. I lost, that’s all. Why are you angry?”
I could no longer bear the betrayal. After losing our pup, something inside me died completely. I decided to break the mate bond, to end this painful, scarred union once and for all.
Even as Chisel kept apologizing, swearing he would change, I no longer believed him. My voice went cold:
“Even if I forgive you, our pup never will.”
I left the home that had once been full of love and hope, flying toward a new world that would be mine alone.

Diana is the only daughter of a powerful alpha family forced to grow up on the run. Nobody can know about her past incase the people who killed her family are still after her.
When she finally finds a pack to take her in things start to look up for Diana. She is able to hide he past while having an almost normal life until she reaches her eighteenth birthday and meets her mate.
Can she protect her new pack or will she have to reject her mate and go back on the run?

My fiancé overnight accumulated a massive gambling debt, and to save his life, he sent me, still a virgin, to the creditor's bed.
"Please... no... don't... please... let me go!"
My first time was incredibly painful, and I bit down hard on this stranger's shoulder.
Despite my pleas, he didn't stop; instead, it only excited him more as he teased my sensitive spots and ravaged me relentlessly...
To my shame, after the pain subsided, I found myself falling in love with the frequent waves of pleasure he brought me...

After graduation, Roselyn Smith is confident that she will find a better job to change her home situation and take care of her recently divorced mother Bervelly Smith. Her hopes fall apart when she finds out that her cousin Mia had hooked up with her boyfriend Michael and stole her only chance to get her dream job. Tormented by her horrors, Roselyn takes a late night walk to distress but her horrors intensifies as she faces an unexpected accident on the road, meeting an intimidating billionaire.

I woke up chained to the devil's bed, wearing nothing but a stripper's outfit.

Confusion clouded my mind as I tugged at the cold metal binding my wrists to the headboard. This wasn't my room. The scent of expensive cologne and danger filled the air. Then I saw him. Leonardo D’Introno. Standing there, shirtless, holding a glass of red wine, his eyes raking over my exposed body like he owned every inch of it.

"Why am I in your room?" I demanded, struggling against the restraints. He didn't answer. Instead, a mischievous grin spread across his face. He tilted the glass. I gasped as the cool, crimson liquid splashed onto my chest, soaking through the thin fabric, making it cling to my skin like a second layer.

"Now isn't that better?" he whispered, looming over me. I felt like a slut, exposed and vulnerable, but I couldn't look away from his dark, hungry eyes. "You really are innocent," he mocked, smashing the glass against the wall. He climbed onto the bed, crawling over me like a predator, his knees caging my hips. "I want to teach your father a lesson... by breaking his precious daughter."


I was Aurora De Luca, the respected senior art curator of Bella Vita, living a life of elegance and independence. I thought I had it all—until my father, the Don of the De Luca Empire, sold me. He traded me like a bargaining chip to Leonardo D’Introno, a ruthless monster who rules the underworld with an iron fist. Now, I’m trapped in his mansion, stripped of my freedom and forced to be his "slave." I tried to run, but he caught me. I tried to fight, but he chained me to his bed. He says he wants to destroy my father, but the way he looks at me... the way he touches me with that terrifying mix of violence and desire... tells me he wants something else entirely. He wants to break me. But I won't go down without a fight—even if my own body is starting to betray me.

Khalid was known as the cruel leader of his group of bad companions - a group known to be involved in all forms of illegal activities. They were worst than a mafia group.
Innocent Octavia shows up one day and begs to be a part of his group for reasons best known to her.
But in order to achieve that, she had to let go of her innocence, had to let go of her cold lifestyle and act like one of them.
She had to obey all the Master's rules.
And his first rule - you can't be a virgin and work for Master Khalid.

Aurora a countryside girl grew up in an abusive home and had to take responsibility for taking care of her father, she had to work as a stripper to pay for her dad's hospital bill.
Aurora's father died and she was left alone with her wicked stepmother, who treated her like trash. Tired of suffering Aurora escapes and runs away to the city, where she becomes determined to pursue her lifelong dream of becoming a supermodel, she meets Nathan her model agent, and she dates Nathan but suffers drastically at his hands, she leaves him finally and meets with a misogynist billionaire whom she had a nightstand with. And had to sign a contract marriage with him, they later found out they had a past together.
What happens when Aurora remembers the past they had together?
Will Aurora be able to live with a misogynist?
Will Kelvin be able to love Aurora the way she truly deserves?
"Will there be a love chemistry between them?

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?

What type of love could possibly come after trying to seduce an handsome stranger at the club in order to escape your abusive relationship?

How does it work?

What happens if you fall in love with the country's most eligible bachelor before you know it?

Do you run away or do you wait for him to accept you?

She was raised to believe she was a human being.
He was born to destroy what she truly is.
But fate never follows the blood it spills.

When twenty-year-old Aria Vale begins suffering from visions of silver moons and wolves howling beneath the city streets, she thinks she’s losing her mind. But the night she meets Kael Draven, everything changes. His eyes—mercurial and ancient—awaken something feral inside her, something her parents spent their lives hiding.

Kael is no ordinary man. He’s the Prince of the Lycan Dominion, an immortal realm built on blood pacts and moon magic. Cursed by the prophecy of the Crimson Bond, Kael carries a bloodline that dooms every soul he loves. He never expected his fated mate to be the last surviving heir of the rival D’Lupin line—the Lost Luna whose return could ignite war between realms.

But Aria’s awakening is more dangerous than either imagined. Her blood isn’t just royal—it’s cursed. The same curse that doomed Kael’s bloodline runs in her veins, linking them in a bond that could either save or consume both worlds.

As forbidden love burns between them, ancient powers stir, and Aria’s lost brother rises from the ashes of betrayal—reborn as the weapon of the very queen who destroyed their family.

In a realm where love is forbidden, and blood decides destiny, one truth remains:
To save the realms, Aria must embrace the monster within or lose everything to it.

"Good day, ma’am." He greeted while examining my injured leg.“And here goes someone who doesn’t wear stilettos the right way.”I narrowed my eyes in response to his words, his voice was such a fine one, the sort that would make a woman moan if it meets her ears in night whispers.

Alessandro Greco, a dedicated Italian doctor temporarily transferred to Ivory Coast, crosses paths with Sita Kouassi, an enigmatic African politician and philanthropist harbouring a clandestine life as a spy. Drawn together by circumstance, their initial encounter blossoms into a passionate affair amidst the complexities of love and duty. However, as secrets unravel and betrayals surface, their relationship is put to the ultimate test. Can their love endure the shadows of deception and the dangers lurking in the mist, or will the high road they traverse tear them apart?This captivating tale delves into the intricacies of romance, intrigue, and the indomitable power of love in the heart of modern-day Africa.

“It means,” he said, stepping closer. “That you aren’t safe yet. You’re vulnerable as long as you’re in human form. Until you’re able to shift, he can get to you. But I won’t let that happen.” He took up a hand and gently pushed back a loose strand of hair. “I could never let that happen.”


Lynn’s life is turned upside after her parents’ death. Once the daughter of an Alpha, she is forced into a life of poverty, left to care for her two younger sisters. When her sister Clara is marked as a breeder for their Alpha, she is forced to run, or fight, for her sister’s life.
But she runs right into the arms of a rival Alpha.
The Lost Princess finds herself thrust into chaos, and tore between the man she loves, and the good of the pack she was forced to leave behind.

The Lost Princess's Alpha is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

After a brutal rejection, Flora Ravenwood vows to take control of her life. She has a one-night stand that same night of her rejection with a stranger which leads to unexpected consequences later on. Flora takes a chance on herself, disguising herself as a male student, she infiltrates an elite alpha training school to avenge her ex- mate, Alpha MAVERICK OAKLEY. But when her true identity is revealed, she's drawn to the Alpha professor Malcolm- a man twice her age and her mate's father. At first she is only using the old Alpha to get to his son but things change as she slowly discovers she's having feelings for the old Alpha.
It becomes a complicated relationship when Flora discovers she is pregnant as a result of the one night stand affair, there's only one option that is safe and that is to use the pregnancy to destroy father and son's relationship.

Will she succeed?

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?

"You are my promised love," The cursed boy said. "My mate."

I could only stare at the boy in front of me, my head still working around the fact that he'd just revealed his curse some minutes ago.

"You are cursed," I managed to get out, my eyes finally daring to meet his. "The witch cursed you."

"She did," He agreed, his tone almost bored. "She cursed me for my wish, but she didn't deny it. You are my love in this lifetime, and you are the beast's love."



The first time it happened, no one could believe what was right in front of them. There was too much blood for the eyes to comprehend, and too little body left for anyone to recognise the victim.
The second time it happened, people spent hours of their night trying to find a connection between Mrs Evermore and the new victim, Mr Heimdenger. The murders had been about a month apart, but the corpses were too similar for one to mistake it as two different murderers, both torn apart into nothingness.
The third time it happened, people started whispering about a curse. The witches of the village had spoken and told everyone about how someone had opened a door they weren't supposed to open, and now they were all punished as the dark magic plagued their grounds.
It went on like that for a while, but the month it took my mother, I swore to slay the beast myself.

She spent her life saving hearts, until the man who ruled an empire of violence shattered hers.

Jenna Blake should have been finishing her final year of cardiology, standing at the edge of a future she had built with discipline, sacrifice, and quiet determination. She was gentle, obedient, a healer with steady hands and a soft heart, someone meant for hospitals, not the shadows of the mafia.

Everything changed the day Evan Grant stepped into her life.

Forced into marriage with the man who commands fear and respect, Jenna loses her career, her dreams, and the life she fought to create. He is feared by all, yet the feared look up to him. Power comes naturally to him. Control is instinct. Compassion is optional.

On the day she became his bride, he offered no comfort, only a reminder of the fiery message she sent him during their disastrous first encounter. Yet he also placed a ring on her finger, a token meant only for her, a symbol that even in a world of violence, he claimed her in a way no one else could.

Her freedom vanished. Her life was rewritten. But when secrets surface and past betrayals collide, enemies are forced to confront the truth.

A dark mafia romance thriller with enemies-to-lovers tension and a second-chance love that could consume them both.

They say that the eyes are the mirror to the soul, but his eyes were cold and dark. Atlas Drakov is a known killer, the ruthless and calculated leader of the Italian Mafia. Aleara Davis is an introverted American girl who would rather have her nose down in a book then interact with people at the best of times. When, by force their worlds collide, they are made to endure each other's company, turning each others worlds upside down.

Enrolling at the prestigious Silver High Boys' School was never part of Ariana Hayes's plan.

She came for one reason only......to uncover the truth behind her twin brother, Gerald Hayes's, death.Everyone believed he had taken his own life.
She didn't.

Determined to uncover the truth, Ariana cuts her hair, assumes a new identity, and secretly enrolls in the all-boys boarding school her brother once called home.
But her carefully crafted plan begins to unravel when she finds herself drawn to the one person she should hate the most....Xander Winston.

Silver High Boys' School's respected student captain,The school's golden boy and the boy her brother could never stand.

As long-buried secrets begin to surface and the line between truth and lies starts to blur, Ariana is forced to confront one terrifying possibility.......What if the boy stealing her heart... is the same boy who killed her brother?

Luca Vandenberg has everything: the captain's C on his chest, millions in endorsements, and a closet so airtight he can't breathe. When a rival team frames him in a sex scandal, his career hinges on one desperate gamble a fake best friend. Someone to hold in public. Someone to gaze at softly. Someone the world will believe he's loved for years.

Enter Cassian Morais. Photographer. Struggling artist. The man Luca almost kissed in a university darkroom seven years ago before walking away forever. Now Cassian's mother needs surgery he can't afford, and Luca's contract is his only way out.

The rules are simple. Stand close. Share soft looks. Let the cameras wonder. Never admit a thing.

But the first time Cassian's fingers brush Luca's bare neck, Luca's ears burn red. The first time Luca's hand finds Cassian's lower back, Cassian forgets there are cameras in the room. The performance was supposed to be for the public. Neither expected it to follow them home into dark rooms, into restless nights, into the space between two beds separated by one thin wall.

They keep telling themselves it's pretend. But pretend doesn't leave you shaking. Pretend doesn't keep you awake at 3 AM, hand pressed to the wall separating your bedrooms, knowing he's on the other side doing the same.

The contract gives them six months. The hunger might give them less.

When every wall is broken and every secret is spoken, will the truth still be worth the cost?

Elsa is a stunningly beautiful and gentle young woman, often perceived as a soft and somewhat timid soul. On the other hand, Nicholas is like a regal and aloof prince, exuding an air of cold detachment while possessing unimaginable wealth and intelligence. Elsa believed that Cinderella stories only existed in fairy tales and that someone like Nicholas would never cross paths with her. However, a twist of fate binds them as secret lovers. Elsa is convinced that Nicholas only sees her as a means to satisfy his physical desires, and this belief compels her to consider escaping his grasp. But everything changes when she finds herself in grave danger. Nicholas’s despair and panic in the face of her peril reveal a side of him she never imagined—a fiercely protective and profoundly loving man. Only then does Elsa realize this domineering, icy prince has been in love with her all along…

Six months into our marriage, Adrian still wouldn’t touch me.
Every time I reached for him, he pulled away at the last moment. I thought he didn’t love me. I thought he’d only married me because my sister had run away to Paris.
So I drafted our divorce papers.
But just as I was preparing to leave, I discovered his secret. He had stolen my lingerie, tattooed my name on his body, and turned to the internet for advice under an anonymous account:
“I’ve loved her for years. How do I make her see it?”

The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart—divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance—not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life—one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is… Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?

I feel his penis so firm, even though it's still covered by his pants.

I feel like a woman on fire, eager for this man to claim me. I know he wants it as much as I do.

I massage him slowly, squeezing his penis which seems like it's about to burst through his pants, so hard.

Vittorio slides his hand into my panties, his index finger slipping into my wetness, making me tremble immediately.

"Your body is driving me crazy... you're perfect," he whispers, brushing his lips against mine.

"I want more... so much more!" I affirm.

He slowly slides my dress off my shoulders, exposing my breasts.

He brings his mouth to my stiff nipples, sucking and nibbling lightly.

My desire was ignited, and my body wanted to be fucked immediately.

"Giullia Santori, a shy and dedicated young music student with a passionate love for the piano, dreams of becoming a renowned musician. However, her peaceful life is turned upside down on a fateful night when she finds herself saving a stranger who is being brutally beaten in the dark streets of her city. What she doesn't realize is that the man she rescued is none other than Vittorio Cassini, one of the bosses of the Italian mafia.

Vittorio's gratitude for Giullia grows rapidly, leading him to take on a protector's role in her life. As she is drawn into this mysterious world of crime, a deep bond forms between them. As the danger escalates, Giullia finds herself increasingly involved in a game of shadows and secrets that threaten not only her safety but also her heart."

I dream the future. I always have.

Three weeks ago, I dreamed my aunt Claire dead in our kitchen—a repairman standing over her body.

This morning, I dreamed it again.

Tonight, that exact man knocked on our door.

He's wearing the gray uniform from my dream. He has the scar I sketched this morning. He knows Claire's name, our apartment number, everything. He says he's here to fix the sink.

I know he's here to kill her.

The power just died. He's breaking down the door. Claire thinks I'm paranoid.

But my dreams have never been wrong. And this one ends with both of us dead—unless I can change it in the next fifteen minutes.

Twenty years ago, he took the blame for my murder, was branded with the Silver Flame mark, and banished to the wilderness. Twenty years later, I escaped from a prison-like marriage and searched the world for him. He wasn't there in the Alaskan blizzards. He wasn't there in the deep mountains of Romania. Under the polar night in the Arctic Circle, I called his name into the darkness. No one answered. Until a hunter told me: deep in the Yukon, someone had seen a lone wolf with the Silver Flame mark.

"We have reached the end of the line, Evergreen," he appeared walking with a satisfied expression as he witnessed my confinement. "If it weren't for your lineage, we would be a perfect match."

Anguish took hold of me, and tears began to well up. "Why are you doing this? I don't even know what my parents did to deserve such misfortune in my life," I lamented.

Rachel Evergreen, a brave and fearless she-wolf, saw her future crumble when her parents committed a treacherous act against the kingdom they lived in. As a result, Rachel was raised on the outskirts of society, facing hardships and being rejected by a mate chosen by the Luna. With a broken heart and without hope, she ends up surrendering to a stranger, suspecting that this relationship brought more than she expected.

Meanwhile, Eldric Wolfhart assumes the position of the new alpha of the wolfpack, carrying a deep hatred for any surviving member of the Evergreen family. He has sworn revenge and will not rest until all the Evergreens pay for what they did.

Rachel needs to protect her heirs at all costs; they are all she has in life, and if she needs to deceive the Alpha to secure her children's legacy, she will. However, as time passes, secrets are revealed, and destinies intertwine in surprising ways.

On a dark night, Rachel discovers the truth about the stranger to whom she surrendered and realizes, with a heart in pieces, that Eldric was the man she fell in love with. Hatred and the desire for revenge give way to conflicting feelings as she faces the difficult decision of protecting her family or fighting for the love she nurtures for the one who vowed to destroy her life.

Two worlds. One empire. And a whole lot of family drama.
From the concrete grit of an American neighborhood to the sterile glass towers of a billion-dollar security empire, The House of Charuzu was built on discipline, hustle, and community. But somewhere along the way, that soul got lost in a maze of corporate policies, luxury branding, and family scandals.
Now led by image-obsessed heirs Aoki Aalam and Cadeyrn—who’ve mastered order but not empathy the empire is powerful but hollow. Meanwhile, Joy and Lotus, granddaughters of the OG streetwise landlord Charles, are back. Armed with tech smarts, emotional scars, and prophetic warnings from neighborhood elder Mr. Pat, these women are shaking the marble floors of prestige with community-rooted truth.
Boundaries vs. belonging. Control vs. compassion.
One side must learn the power of real human connection.
The other must learn structure—or risk repeating the cycle of chaos.
Expect boardroom blowups, back-alley wisdom, emotional gut punches, and slow-burn romance as two legacies collide in a story where security ain’t just a service—it’s a soul check.

What if everything you sacrificed for your family made you worthless in their eyes?

For years, I buried my brilliance as a polyglot and musician, becoming the invisible wife and mother. My husband cherished his childhood sweetheart, and my daughter called another woman “mom.” My love was met with contempt.

The day I nearly died from a broken heart—and a bleeding ulcer—while they dined happily without me, was the day I finally woke up. I walked away from the marriage, the mansion, and the child who rejected me.

Now, under the spotlight of the international stage, I am reborn. My skills command respect, and a powerful, enigmatic man sees my true worth. Let my former family watch from the sidelines as I shine. Their regret is my fuel, but my heart has moved on—there will be no second chances.

She was raised without her parents. Her only aunt was by her side through thick and thin. As a result, many people misunderstand her attitude. She was fearless and unafraid. She prefers to have fun than take life seriously. But her life was changed when she met an elderly billionaire.

Worse, they had a one-night stand because they were both drunk and lost. Her old habit vanished when the man suddenly pursued her. So she had no choice but to hide in order to avoid being discovered by the old man who was still looking for her. But, as fate would have it, her friend was the daughter of the man who was looking for her.

He is 50 years old and the father of three children. His wife left him for reasons he couldn't understand. He wants to remarry but cannot find the right woman for him. Because most of the women he was with were preoccupied with his wealth and money. They each have a different outlook on life and how to take a stand. Will they ever get together? Or is it something that happened to them that they will only remember?

Emily Willows longs for love, but only with the man of her dreams: the brilliant, warm and dashing Edward Jones.

If only her handsome, foolish neighbor can stop with all his gentlemanly-ness and just pin her into the nearest solid obstacle available. And then, perhaps encircle her whimpering body into the solid rippling confines of his warmth to show her the greatest pleasure of being alive and breathing, and moaning beneath his-

But no, he would not. He could not. He would not even want to. As they’ve been best friends for, well, ever.

But it becomes extremely challenging for her when he asks her for something in earnest, the biggest favor he could ever ask, even at the cost of their bond.

The one favour she was sure no friend would ever ask their own.

The one she was sure to lose herself to.

The one she knew she shouldn’t say yes to.

But it would indeed be the one to make her crazy all the way.

Oh, damnit, all to hell.