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On the first day of the zombie outbreak, my two roommates and I made a crazy decision: before the banking system crashed, we'd take out dozens of online loans and high-limit credit cards!
"Since it's the end of the world, who the hell cares about credit scores? Borrow money! Buy out the supermarket! We don't have to pay it back anyway!"
We smashed through walls, welded the security door shut, and used millions of dollars worth of supplies to build a makeshift shelter . We thought we could survive this catastrophe.
Until that day, in a moment of madness, I rescued a pregnant stranger right under the zombies' noses.
I forgot that in the apocalypse, the smell of amniotic fluid and blood is the ultimate death warrant that attracts monsters from the entire city…

"I want a divorce. "
The day before her third wedding anniversary, Fiona sees her husband walking to the obstetrics wing with his arm around his ex-girlfriend, Rowena. Rowena is pregnant.
Heartbroken, Fiona rejects Micah, her husband, her mate, the Lycan Prince of the Alastair Kingdom, and leaves the pack.

However, to Fiona’s surprise, after being rejected, Micah goes crazy looking for her all over the world.
Until one day, when he sees her walking down the street holding a little girl, he pins her against the wall.
“Is she my daughter?” Micah hisses.

I'm Kennedy, the pack's recognized Luna, and Tyler's fated mate—or so I foolishly believed.
That day, the pregnancy test burned in my palm as I traced the tiny life growing inside me, my heart swelling with secret joy.
But that joy turned to ash outside the club on that rainy night.
Brenda's back—the woman who saved his life, the one he chose without hesitation over me.
He grew colder by the day, letting her friends call me a FAKE LUNA to my face, even saying he wanted to reject our mate bond.
I clung to my pregnancy like it was my last shred of dignity, terrified that if I spoke up, all I'd hear was his icy command--
"Abort it."
He left me soaking in the rain, ignored me when I was burning with fever, and let me be humiliated, let me be pressured.
But he forgot—
I'm Kennedy, not some fragile vine that bends to his will.
He'll pay the most brutal price for that stupid mistake!

Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive.

When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice.
"Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! I love your fucking dick! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other.

She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rootin for him.

Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!

They say a second chance heals all wounds—that love tastes sweeter when fate gives you another bite.Does getting back with the same person who hurt you counts?
Paige Lopez thought she had it all—a loving mate, a future as Luna of the Frostridge Pack, and the promise of a family. But everything shattered when her mate, Alpha Noah, rejected her for the most painful reason: she couldn’t give him an heir. To make matters worse, she discovered his affair with his first love.
Humiliated and heartbroken, Paige fled the pack. She tried desperately to stand on her own and forget Noah—until the impossible happened four months later. She was carrying his pup, a powerful Alpha heir.
When Noah heard the news, he sought to reconcile with her, his dark eyes burning with regret and possession. He claimed he never stopped loving her, that the Moon Goddess had destined them to be together.
But Paige’s heart was filled with anger and pain. She would never forgive him so easily—not after his betrayal, not when her heart still bled from his rejection.
Can Noah win her back? Or will Paige make him suffer the way he made her suffer?
One thing is certain—Alpha Noah is about to learn the hard way: rejecting your fated mate has consequences.

I was just the mate of the Alpha fated mate and the nanny to my child, not his Luna.
I dedicated my life to him, but he never loved me—this was all because I was just a wolfless omega.
Until his ex returned, everyone, including my mate and even my child, looked down on me. Everyone believed she should be the Luna.
I turned and walked out of the house, choosing to live for myself.
Three months later, I became the world’s most renowned white wolf healer, appearing on television.
Son (shocked): "Dad, is that... my mom on TV?"

She loved him enough to die for him.
A thousand years later, she’s back to make him pay.
Seraphina Vale was once a witch with a pure heart and a dangerous gift. When the vampire Caelum Draven was hunted and left to die, she broke every law of magic to save him, binding her life to his forever. But love became a curse. Betrayal followed, and she lost everything, even her soul.
Now, Seraphina lives among humans, hiding her power and her hunger. Until the night his name returns to her in blood and the past refuses to stay buried.
Caelum rules the vampire world. Seraphina was supposed to be dead.
Love made her immortal. Betrayal made her a weapon.
Eternity has a price; and she’s here to collect it.

Our clan worships the Spider Goddess.
To keep this face, every girl in our bloodline must sacrifice a truly evil man every ten years.
Just two weeks before my twentieth birthday, my mom asked me again over the phone:
"Sweetie, is it really that hard to find a sufficiently bad guy in a place like Ashfield?"
Right now, I’m looking at my boyfriend, who just handcuffed me to a bed. He’s laughing, negotiating a price with a buyer, thinking I’m tonight’s merchandise.
I think to myself—
Mom, I can answer your question now. This guy’s wickedness easily rivals your husband's—my father.

"Sister, I'm pregnant with your husband's baby."

When the fake heiress, Chloe Mellon，slapped the pregnancy test onto my face, I finally saw the truth.

For ten years, she stole my identity, my family, and now—my husband.

They called me heartless when I refused to play the victim.

They called me cruel when I exposed their affair.

But as I walked out of that mansion, leaving the cheating CEO and his mistress behind,

I realized something:

The only thing I lost was the illusion of love.

The rest? I'll take it all back—starting with my birthright.

Goodbye, Tristan Getty. Enjoy your toxic love triangle. The real heiress is done playing.

"Margaret..."
Robert groaned my sister's name as he finished inside me.
For three years, I'd lived like a pathetic shadow of Margaret.
He shredded my college acceptance letter. Forced me into the silk dresses Margaret wore before she died. Shoved birth control pills down my throat while I choked on tears.
Everyone said the same thing: "Sophia, you killed Margaret. You owe her your life."
Even my own parents spat the words: "Why wasn't it you who died?"
I swallowed every humiliation, convinced that if I just endured long enough, the truth would surface.convinced that if I just endured long enough, I could finally pay my debt.
Until that rainy night when I heard her voice—Margaret's voice—dripping with casual amusement through a phone call:
"Oh, darling, it was just a joke. Who knew they'd actually fall for it? Watching Sophia crawl at Robert's feet like a dog, wearing my clothes, playing the replacement... honestly, it's the best entertainment I've had in years."
My entire world shattered.
My suffering had been nothing but her twisted game. The man I loved, my own family—they'd all conspired to destroy me, just to make her smile.
I shoved open the private room door. In front of everyone, I slapped Margaret across the face.
"You want to play games? Fine. Let's play."
I spun around and threw the pregnancy test results at Robert, who looked ready to lose his mind trying to keep me there.
"Robert, you don't deserve to be my child's father. Find yourself another replacement—I'm done."
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I'm a Volana wolf, a target of Evil. My blood can grant eternal life.
My father locked me up since I was 10. He killed my wolf and tried to rape me.

No wolf. No mate. No hope.
Until Bastien offered me to be his contract mate.

When 3 years contract comes to the end, I am pregnant.
Yet, he's going to reject me.


"I'm going to be a mother!" I breathe in blissful disbelief.

I can't wait to tell Bastien.

I've been grinning like a fool ever since leaving the doctor's office and practiced sharing the news while I drove.

Butterflies flutter rapidly in my belly as I climb the stairs, my body thrumming with anticipation.

But the ecstatic smile slips from my face the moment I walk in.

Bastien is already there, waiting for me. He's sitting alone in the darkened living room, a tumbler of amber liquid clasped in his large fist and a severe frown dominating his handsome face.

Finally he speaks, "Tomorrow I'm going to have my father put things in motion for our rejection ceremony."

“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?”
Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek.
Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously.
“The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.”
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Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved.
Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him.
But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news.
She was two months pregnant.
And Gabriel knew nothing about this!

I'm a Volana wolf, a target of Evil. My blood can grant eternal life.
My father locked me up since I was 10. He killed my wolf and tried to rape me.

No wolf. No mate. No hope.
Until Bastien offered me to be his contract mate.

When 3 years contract comes to the end, I am pregnant.
Yet, he's going to reject me.

"I'm going to be a mother!" I breathe in blissful disbelief.

I can't wait to tell Bastien.

I've been grinning like a fool ever since leaving the doctor's office and practiced sharing the news while I drove.

Butterflies flutter rapidly in my belly as I climb the stairs, my body thrumming with anticipation.

But the ecstatic smile slips from my face the moment I walk in.

Bastien is already there, waiting for me. He's sitting alone in the darkened living room, a tumbler of amber liquid clasped in his large fist and a severe frown dominating his handsome face.

Finally he speaks, "Tomorrow I'm going to have my father put things in motion for our rejection ceremony."

I am Bastien's burden. He marries me for duty. But when I leave to give him freedom, he goes crazy looking for me. When we meet again, he says he loves me.

I’m Emily, a twenty-two-year-old fresh graduate with no job, no prospects, and nothing but fear for my future. Dozens of job applications ended in rejection, leaving me desperate and broken.
Then I met him.
In an elevator on my way to what I thought would be my dream interview, I crashed into Liam Black—the ruthless CEO of New York’s fastest-rising enterprise, and the city’s most infamous playboy.
Charming, seductive, and impossibly handsome, he offered me a position as his personal secretary. I was overjoyed and accepted at once.
But my fairy tale quickly turned into a nightmare. On our first night out, he got me drunk and took my virginity.
When I woke up the next morning, he was gone, leaving me alone and humiliated in that hotel room.
Months later, I got the shattering news: I was pregnant.
I mustered every ounce of courage to tell him, only to be met with cold rejection. He abandoned me without a second thought.
Now I’m trapped with an impossible choice: keep this baby, or have an abortion?
Can I ever survive the wreckage of my secret affair with my boss?

On the day she was meant to marry her fated mate, Raine received a desperate call from her twin sister's deathbed.
One wish. One plea.
"Please don't let him be alone when I'm gone."
So Raine did what she has always done: she became the sacrifice. She walked away from the Moon Goddess's chosen bond at the altar and married a stranger to honor a dying girl's final wish.
But her sister didn't die.
For three years, Raine has shared a bed with a man who never looks at her. A man who whispers her sister's name in the dark while waiting for a comatose woman to wake.
When the miracle finally happens and he demands a divorce, Raine doesn't beg.
She just leaves—carrying the secrets he was never man enough to deserve.
Now, he's back. The cold Alpha is on his knees, haunted by the ghost of the woman he threw away. Begging for a second chance, pleading for his Luna to return to his side.
But the woman he broke is gone, and a Queen has taken her place.
Raine has spent her whole life being the sister who sacrifices. The woman nobody fights for. But she isn't alone anymore, and she isn't looking back.
As he stands at her door, desperate for a family he discarded, she has only one answer for him:
"It's too late, Alpha. My sons and I don't need you."

Renea was trying the wedding dress, when suddenly the man rushed in the dressing room and held her neck tightly...
“Bitch! Are you still trying to pretend innocent!” Jasper said as he tightened his grip on her neck and choked her harder. Then he used his other hand and took out the phone from his suit pocket and played the video of two people having sex in front of Renea…
However, what was even more shocking, was that the woman in the video was, Renea Morris, however, the man in the video was not Jasper.
Renea struggled to take a phone away from Jasper’s hand and tried to explain, “Jasper, it was not what you think… I… I can…”
Jasper looked at Renea with his eyes full of disgust, as he said, “Let’s call of the wedding. I can’t marry a woman like you.” After saying that Jasper walked out of the shop
Renea chase after Jasper...
But then she sees Jasper passionately kissing her sister Kailey. And she hears everything, that her sleeping with strange men was all a plan of the vipers of the last two days, and that their goal was to get out of this stupid marriage. Even her adopted parents were also involved in this matter...
They all do this with her because of the inheritance left by her grandfather...
Renea heart was filled with anger and she wanted to expose their true colors to the public... However before she could do anything, Kailey had pushed her in front of the car and she got killed...
However, when Renea open her eyes, she found herself sitting in the car with Kailey... She realized that she was reborn and went at the time when everything started...
Renea looked at the people who had hurt her in her previous life and her lips curled up in a cold smile...
She was back...
However, this time... she was back for revenge...

The day I disappeared, everyone thought I went on a "recovery trip overseas." Only she knew that I was in her basement—being drugged, tied up, and forced to work, living as a tool, relying on the threat that "someone outside wants to kill you."

I helped her refine her perfume formula to the point where it could be launched on the stock exchange, and she immediately wanted to "fire" me: she poured cement into my house during a torrential downpour, hoping I would die in a hallucination.

But I didn't die, and I even managed to recover my memories piece by piece.

The moment the stock exchange rang, I cut off the live stream signal, exposing the recordings, evidence, and transaction records on the spot. She went from a genius entrepreneur to a public enemy, and her default on buybacks ballooned to billions.

Only then did she come after me: kneeling, begging for forgiveness, risking her life to block cars, and finally collapsing in a hospital bed waiting for my forgiveness.

The day I secured the finale at New York Fashion Week, my adopted sister was in a car crash that left her completely blind.
And so began a ruthless campaign to destroy my life.
Listening to me prepare for the runway, she touched her heavy gauze bandages and wept bitterly. "You're so brilliant, Valora. Not like me... I'm just a useless, blind burden."
To placate her, our brother burned my core design sketches to ashes.
On the day of the show, my finale haute couture gown was maliciously slashed to ribbons. My reputation was left in ruins, and every single sponsor pulled their funding.
Later, she live-streamed her suicide attempt from a rooftop, sobbing that a disabled girl like her didn't deserve to be loved.
My husband dropped to one knee in front of the entire world and slipped the custom diamond ring—my ring—onto her finger.
That very night, I was dead-bolted inside my roaring, fire-engulfed studio.
With toxic smoke searing my lungs, I dialed my husband's number for help, only to be met with his frustrated, impatient voice:
"Serafina is blind! The fire alarms have her terrified! Stop being so damn petty and jealous right now!"
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of her accident. The day she faked her blindness.

After I took in my first love, she promised she'd always be good to me.
But after my mother died in a car accident, I found her in our home—with another man.
She told everyone Colin was her true love, that I was just a little brother she never wanted, and that I was the one who couldn't let go.
Everyone turned against me. My father had a stroke from the rage. Colin even had someone run me over—cost me an eye.
Seven years later.
I stood outside a convenience store holding flowers when I saw them.
Audrey's daughter looked at me with pity. "Mom, that man only has one eye... Is he selling flowers? Should we buy some?"

For three years of marriage, Nicholas Harrison only saw me twice a month—each time, just to fulfill his marital duties.
He was indifferent, knew nothing about me, and when our three-year agreement was up, he couldn’t wait to chase after his true love.
I turned away with a smile. “Nicholas, let’s get a divorce. I’ll set you free.”
From that moment on, I stopped expecting anything from him and threw myself into my career.
Soon, I was shining brighter than ever, standing at the top of my field—with no place left for him by my side.
But as my talent caught the world’s eye, Nicholas found himself drawn to me, again and again, unable to resist.
Only when I walked away for good did he finally learn the truth about our past.
He was full of regret, but I had already become a national treasure—someone far beyond his reach.
I told him, “I’m done being your billionaire wife……”

"I want to know," Marissa said, one hand resting on her stomach, her smile dripping with triumph, "if you'll be here to watch me give Bryce the child you never could."
Rachel's world shattered.
For three years, she had been the perfect Mrs. Voss, gentle, obedient, and endlessly devoted. She believed love could soften Bryce's cold heart... until he walked in with his pregnant mistress and erased her without a second thought.
Declared infertile. Branded a burden. Cast aside like she meant nothing.
When Bryce demanded a divorce, Rachel asked for just fourteen days. Fourteen days to hold onto the life she had built, to pretend her marriage hadn't already died.
He didn't hesitate. He didn't care.
But the moment she hit rock bottom, another man stepped in.
"A contract marriage," he said, his gaze dark with intent. "One year. You become my wife... and I'll make him beg for the woman he threw away."
Dangerous. Ruthless. A man who doesn't love, only claims.
"Unlike Bryce," he murmured, stepping closer, "I don't discard what belongs to me."
This time, Rachel won't beg to be chosen.
She'll rise. She'll take everything they stripped from her. And she'll become a woman Bryce Voss can never touch again.
So when he finally realizes the truth... when he's the one begging at her feet...
Will she walk away or make him suffer the way he made her break?

Rayna: Why?, why did i agree to Marry Aridan Wolfe?. REVENGe thats why. I thought by doing that i would be repaying my sister and parents for the shit they put me through but no. what started as a contract ended up being more. Adrian made it clear he wanted me but i didn't want him. a few months ago i returned to the house i was kicked out of to seek help from my parents to save my grandfather. I ended up in a car crash that i couldn't remember and who did i hit?. Manfred Wolfe. From going to jail and marrying Adrian all to prove i wasn't guilty. I thought i was free but life had other plans for me. my sister Camry wanted Adrian and I was out for revenge so i took him away but what i didn't expect was for him to drop the act and be real with me.

Adrian : Her careless and don't give a fuck attitude bothered me. when it was confirmed she wasn't responsible for the accident , i let her go but truth be told she had gotten under my skin. When I saw the chance of having her i took it. i could help that I had fucked her sister months prior. her family wanted me to leave her and marry her sister but that wasn't happening and they weren't going to stop. Some of my family members decided they wanted the family business and thought they could use Rayna to get to me but little did they know , the woman I married was a fucking demon and she was out for blood, her family and mine.

I looked at her laying in my arms and couldn't help but smile. she was finally mine.

In my past life , I was delivering supplies in the scorching heat of the apocalypse , only to have my ex-wife 's lover smash my head with a stick.
daughter, whom I've spoiled for sixteen years, looked at me with disgust: "Pretending to be a good girl is disgusting. Kill him and take his supplies."
When she opened her eyes again, her daughter had been reborn.
She cried and clung to my legs, begging to be taken in, all to trick me into believing she was building a shelter.
I decided to play along, spending all my savings to build her a top-of-the-line temperature-controlled fortress, and then "meticulously" teaching her the secrets of switching on the electric grid.
As the apocalypse arrives, the ex-wife and her lover launch a night raid on the high wall.
my daughter pressed the switch, trying to let her father in and kick me out the door.
The next second, with a loud "boom," the multi-million-volt high-voltage power grid was instantly activated !
The daughter collapsed in the control room, trembling : "Why is the switch upside down?!"

The wolf pack sneers at Selena, writing her off as her alpha’s discarded human mate. Her alpha publicly claims she abandoned their family, all while their birth daughter wastes away inside a hound cage. They believe they have her trapped, convinced her humanity is her greatest weakness. No one knows ancient royal blood slumbers beneath her skin. She will pay any price to save her child.

My husband used my cottage to cheat on me. Fine. I found out, I drove three hours, and I walked into my own house to find his mistress wearing my dead grandmother's sweater.
She told me to leave.
He showed up, kissed her in front of me, then grabbed my arm and shoved me into the door frame.
That's when I had the asthma attack. He's known about my asthma for five years.
My inhaler rolled across the porch floor. His mistress picked it up, held it out, and told me to sign a statement saying I'd caused all of this. Then she'd give it back.
He looked at me on the ground and said: She's performing.
I'm sitting on the floor of my own grandmother's house, gasping, and my husband is telling the neighbors I'm acting.
Nobody thought to ask whose family manages every property on this coastline.

Three years of marriage. Three pregnancies.

Every time I confirmed I was pregnant, my sister-in-law Ophelia would walk into the chapel behind the manor.

Then my in-laws would drag me to the hospital and force me to abort the healthy baby.

The night after my third miscarriage, I dragged my weakened body to follow her into the chapel.

The moment I pushed open that door, my blood ran cold.

In that instant, I finally understood why my three children had to die.

My husband never wore condoms with me. Said they ruined it for him. So I swallowed birth control pills for four years until they made me sick.
Then I found a half-empty box in his glove compartment. And a thong under his backseat.
That wasn't even the worst part.
The necklace I'd made from my mother's ashes—the one I'd been grieving over losing for a year—was dangling between his twenty-three-year-old trainee's tits. He stole it from our bedroom and gave it to her.
She caught me staring. She smiled.
When I confronted him, he slapped me. Then drove off with her crying in his passenger seat.
Her friends came to my hospital with a livestream, demanding I apologize for "bullying" her.
I led them straight to the parking garage.
They found her on a stretcher. Legs wrapped around my husband. No condom.
The whole internet watched.

For months, my stepsister Mia stole my taste, my nutrition, and my vitality with a mysterious system. While I wasted away to skin and bones, she glowed brighter, stole my career, and took my fiancé.
She thought she could feed on me forever.
But she forgot her fatal allergy. I turned every meal into her poison.
I starved her system, broke her perfect facade, and took back everything she stole. Now the parasite is dying… and I’m alive again.

Her downfall came hours after her birthday when she found out that she was the mate of the very monster she hunted.

A father, tormented by the grief of the past, could do nothing until he found someone like-minded and formed the Alliance to fight those who took away the love of his life. He fought behind the screen while his daughter did what he never could - she killed the big bad wolf.

The years passed, and she followed her father's vision until an ill-advised mission led her to imprisonment under the command of an Alpha. Little did Enya know that misfortune would reveal too many secrets. Will Enya ever find herself in a tangle of lies, or will she perish with those who led her astray?

He slept with her the night before he found out she was his mission.

One drink turned into three. One conversation turned into the kind of night he had no business having the evening before a job. He left before she woke up, told himself it meant nothing, and opened his mission file two miles down the road. Her photograph was on the first page. The woman from last night. The woman his Alpha had sent him to protect. The woman a syndicate had been hunting for eighteen months and was getting very close to finding.

Now he is living in her apartment as her service dog, trapped in a dangerous kind of forced proximity. He hears every secret she tells him in the night. He has watched the men outside her window and handled threats she never sees coming. His wolf recognized her the moment he walked through her door, and the fated mate bond has not stopped pulling him toward her since.

She trusts the service dog completely. She has no idea the dog at her feet is a wolf shifter hiding a secret identity. She has no idea the stranger, the protector, and the animal beside her are all the same dangerous secret.
She survived a murder trial that destroyed her life once already. Now this trauma survivor is being protected by turns out to be the most intimate lie of all?

I couldn't get my eyes off my window as I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Outside there in the darkness that was gradually going down due to the faint morning light, I continously stared at a thing no word in the English dictionary can explain.
*It was a black wolf with red eyes. So big that I could bet that it was two times bigger than Zane in his wolf form. But that wasn't the scary thing. The scary thing was that, it had a round substance on it's mouth. And since I know that I could see clearly in darkness, I activated my night gaze and discovered that it was the head of another wolf. Not just another wolf, but the kind of wolf Luca said I was... "A WHITE WOLF!"


The wolf world has been in a war for leadership, blood sheds so many that one could swim in it. A white wolf was born, his name is Lucian and he's destined to end the war between the two Wolf Delimitation.
Lucian goes through a lot of pain and betrayal, he lost the person that guided him through life to the cold hands of death. Will he survive the many temptations to end his life? Find out in this interesting story of Love, hate, betrayal and passion.

“I want you. I want all of you Noah and I want you to mark me.”
He kisses me immediately. “Are you sure?”
“I’ve never been so sure in my life.”
He kisses me again, then stands up and takes off his trousers and boxers at the same time.
Oh boy, but it’s huge and standing at attention. He leans over me again “If you want me to stop you tell me and I’ll stop.” I nod.
He entered me very slowly and stayed still for a while, allowing my body to get used to his size. He started to move slowly and then gradually increased the pace.
“You’re so fucking tight” he growled.
“Noah don’t stop! Oh my God.” I could feel my orgasm approaching. Noah was coming harder and faster “I’ll never stop. Cum for me baby.”

Amelia is a 21 year old human who has just graduated from university. Her destiny will change when she meets the Alpha Noah. When she met the Greek god like Alpha, when they locked eyes and it was like he can read right through her soul, will her preserved virginity for 21 years be taken away by him in the flames of his love? And after going all this, will she have the courage to face her mother's long-hidden secret?

"I plan to have his father under my clothes before anyone even realizes who I really am."
I came to ruin Caleb Vane. I never meant to kneel for his father.
But then I met Malric Vane. The man doesn't flirt. He commands. One glance and my legs trembled. One word and I was on my knees.
He's the Lycan every wolf fears. The man no one touches. And now I wake up in his bed, spread wide, bite-marked, and dripping for more. He says I wasn't born...I was made. Made to obey. Made to please him.
And the worst part? He's right. Because every time he calls me good girl, I forget my revenge. I just want to be ruined all over again.

I thought I knew Sunny Hayes.
The mysterious transfer student with ocean-blue eyes who saved me from my bullies. The hottest guy I'd ever met. The one who made my heart race with a single glance.
I was wrong.
On his nineteenth birthday, everything changed.
We were in my bedroom. Moonlight spilled across his bare chest as he hovered over me, eyes dark with hunger. When I whispered he could do whatever he wanted, desire crashed across his face like a wave. His kisses trailed down my neck. His hand slid under my bra, thumb brushing my nipple. Heat exploded through me. Then his mouth closed over my breast, hot and wet and—
Pain.
Sharp, sudden pain.
His grip had changed. I felt points—claws—digging into my skin. My eyes flew open.
Golden eyes stared back. Not ocean-blue. These glowed like an animal's in the dark.

Fangs pressed against his lower lip.
"Sunny?" I breathed, frozen.
He jerked away, staring at his own hands in horror. Actual claws where his fingernails should be. Claws that had left thin red scratches across my breast.
That's when I understood: my boyfriend—the boy I'd trusted with everything—wasn't human.
He was a werewolf.


WARNING: Mature Readers Only.

They called me wolfless. Defective. A stain on the pack's honor that only existed because my father bled out saving their precious Alpha.

I believed them. For twenty years, I made myself small, swallowed every insult, and clung to the foolish hope that Caden—my fated mate, the man who swore to protect me—would one day see my worth. Instead, he gave me a daughter in secret and let her waste away while he crowned another woman as his Luna. When Lily died in my arms, begging for a father who never came, something inside me didn't just break. It shattered.

They framed me for murder. Branded me a traitor. Threw me into the Sacred Spring to drown like the garbage they always believed I was.

But I didn't drown. I transformed. The wolf that tore free from my soul is massive, golden, and ancient—the kind of power that makes Alphas drop to their knees. Turns out I was never broken. I was simply caged. And now that I'm free, I have a message for the Iron Moon Pack: **I'm coming back. And when I do, every single one of you will learn what it means to cross a mother who has nothing left to lose.

Queen Toshiba used to be a stunning type woman, she was so in want of a child that she felt so ashamed of herself.
She met an historical lady who stated she will provide delivery to a child, however things didn't stroll out well.
She gave birth to a wolf and soon determined that the wolf was not just ordinary, however but An Alpha prince of magic wolves.
Mia who made queen Toshiba life a hell the daughter of Mima the 2d spouse to the king and additionally the husband to Toshiba.
What will appear when it was destiny for the Alpha and Mia to be bonded collectively as a mate, will Toshiba agree to this idea.

Blurb:

Lilith thought she had died as the one guy she had ever loved stared at her with hatred in his eyes, only to wake up two years ago when he hadn’t shown her his true colors.

Life gave her another chance and you can be sure she’s using it for revenge.

In her past life she had made mistakes by being too kind and naive, and trusting those who she shouldn’t have.

She had been betrayed and hurt, and lost everything she had, including her life; but In this life, she swears to get revenge on those evil people including her self-acclaimed bestie and the so-called love of her life.

With more than enough information at her disposal this time around, she came with her revenge serving cold.

The only thing she was not prepared for is the fact that she finds herself a mate this time around, a mate she never had in her past life.

He is the least possible guy she expects, one she had blown off severally in the past, and one who just happens to be the ex best friend of her husband in her past life…

Abel's secret marriage to Lyn, who was still a virgin, was put to the test when a heart condition forced him into surgery. The complication left him comatose for three long months.
But fate had another twist in store. As he came out of the coma, he found out that Lyn was pregnant, despite their unconsummated union. The shock of this revelation got Abel wobbling, leading him to seek a divorce in a state of emotional turmoil.
However, as the birth of their twins approached, he realized his grave mistake and sought to make amends.
Tragically, Lyn's hurt and anger had driven her to a desperate act, which resulted in a horrific accident that erased her memory. Abel's quest for love and redemption became an uphill battle, as he fought to reclaim the heart of the woman he loved, now lost to him.
Will his determination be enough to overcome the past and secure their happily ever after, or will their love story become a tale of unfulfilled dreams?

I was the heir of Sliver Claw Pack, born with a crippled wolf spirit.
From the day I could walk, everyone said the same thing—
Only Harvey, the future Alpha of Black Moon Pack, would ever be willing to take me as his mate.
So when he publicly canceled our mate bond, I still believed every word he said.
He told me the woman had saved his life. He told me their bond was only temporary—three years. He promised that when those three years ended, he would marry me.
So I willingly became the lover who could never stand in the light.
Until the three-year deadline approached. To negotiate with a rival Alpha, he pushed me— a woman born with a crippled wolf spirit, a woman who could not even shift— into a brutal forest trial filled with beasts.
He said it was the last time. He said that when it was over, he would marry me.
But when the leopard tore open my chest, I finally understood— The wolf placed last in the pack…was the one abandoned to die.
Yet the Moon Goddess gave me a second life.
When I returned to the age of twenty-two and saw him holding that woman’s hand again, I finally realized something.
This time, I would never be his shadow mate again.
And his insane younger brother—looked at me beneath the moonlight and blood and said, “Emma, I can be your mate.”

"She's wolfless. She's worthless. She's not fit to be my Luna."
Those were the last words her fated mate spoke before claiming another woman as his Luna—after Thalia sacrificed her own wolf in a forbidden blood ritual to save his life.
Broken and abandoned, Thalia thought she had lost everything.
But the Moon Goddess had other plans.
Her wolf didn't die that night.
It split.
Now, three powerful Alphas are bound to the pieces of her broken soul:
The Pack Healer, whose gentle touch awakens a desire she can't deny.
The Rogue Alpha, who would burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again.
And the mate who rejected her, now on his knees begging for forgiveness.
As ancient magic awakens and rival packs close in, Thalia must uncover the truth behind her shattered wolf before it destroys everything.
And suddenly the question isn't who she belongs to anymore...

I’m the old man of the group and no matter how much they value me, I will never be a part of them, Knight of the queen or not. I am the expendable one, the one that shouldn’t be here, and the one that shouldn’t be alive. By all accounts, I should have died 13 years ago. A question I always ask myself, every time my eyes open: why am I still alive? Why did the gods let that old priestess find me so many moons ago and bring me back from the dead? Why did they allow me to live?
I still wonder what my role is in this story and believe me there is more to this story than any of us know. I can feel it, see it unfolding, almost taste it. The last three years have just been a prelude to something bigger, something yet unseen and unknown. Lamia and Mathias may be the main characters, but we all had a role, an important part to play. Unfortunately, the script of our lives had been hidden away or maybe it just hasn’t been written yet.


Sent on a quest by his beloved Queen Lamia; Hunji finds himself back at the beginning. The place where his old life ended - left for dead, and where the goddess granted him a second chance.

On the hunt for a witch, Hunji must face his past - A past that left him broken.
When the goddess breathed new life into him, he took an oath to serve her. Now that promise is being tested.
He can survive his past but it's the future that threatens to turn his world upside down.
That and the little witch who he was sent to find, protect and bring home - is hellbent on throwing a curve ball at every plan he had.

The heiress of the wealthiest family was dead. Her death was caused by a plane crash planned her adopted sister. At a young age of 17, she had mastered so many skills while conquering the world. A top professor in world-class healthcare, she topped the world hacker list, joined a mercenary group ten years ago and became the world's top assassin with more hidden talents she used with hidden identities.
After her death, she's reborn into another body known as a worthless piece of trash, an ugly fat kleptomaniac filled with scars and acne and a foolish prankster.
She was scorned by her parents and often schemed against by her twin sister. The people in the society often curse and avoid her like the plague.
Until unexpectedly her beauty suddenly came back in thousand fold and then they started to realise otherwise.
Her top agenda is to reclaim her identity back and take back her position that her scheming adopted sister stole from her at all cost!

When I caught my boyfriend cheating with my stepsister, I was heartbroken and furious. After giving them both a well-deserved beating, I hit a bar and met a drop-dead gorgeous stranger.
Drunk and mesmerized by his looks, I ignored the red flags. His glowing eyes. That sweet, intoxicating scent only I could smell.
One scorching night later... he tried to pay me like some escort.
"You're the worst I've ever had," I lied with a sneer, throwing my own cash in his face before he did. "Practice more before charging."
Then I ran like hell. Behind me, his furious roar echoed.
But karma's a bitch. That stranger? My company's new CEO.
Oh, and he's a werewolf Alpha.
I planned to lay low and avoid him. Then two pink lines changed everything—I'm pregnant!
My Alpha Boss slammed down a marriage contract: "Sign it. Move in with me."
Before moving in, I taunted: "Your skills were worth $150, tops."
But right now, he growled against my ear: "How about this, my insatiable mate?"
Me, scrambling toward the edge of the bed: "Time out! I need... a few days off!"
He smirked, grabbing my ankle and dragging me back down the mattress: "Not happening. Not until you're 100% satisfied with my performance between the sheets."
From one-night disaster to Alpha's baby mama—never saw this coming. But my possessive Alpha boss is hell-bent on proving he's worth way more than $150 a night... and he's got a lifetime to do it.

"Before we start, I put a sleeping pill in the wife's milk,No matter how loud we get tonight, she won't wake up."

The mistress whispered with a cruel smile.

Nora Hearst lay hidden beneath the bed, listening to the ragged breathing of her husband and her so-called best friend on their marital bed.

They even found her wheelchair too much of an obstacle, casually dragging her fragile body onto the freezing floor.

The man who had pursued her for four years

a man who once claimed he would die for her——was now whispering to that woman:

"Nora can't satisfy me, but you... you're wild enough."

Her hand tightened around the voice recorder hidden in her sleeve.

Memories flooded back: the car accident where she sacrificed her legs to save his life, and the precious surprise growing inside her womb that he had been so eagerly awaiting.

Kennedy Frederick , she vowed silently, in sixty-six days, I will make you kneel and listen to every second of this recording.

I will destroy you at the very moment you think your life is perfect.

That December night, his first love and I were both rushed to the ER.
Two pregnant women. One operating room.
My doctor husband took three seconds to decide.
"She's an athlete. She can handle it," he told the nurse, then wheeled Sienna into surgery.
Leaving me—eight months pregnant with his baby—bleeding alone in the hallway.
When the nurse called begging him to come back, he said: "I'm at the pharmacy getting supplies for Sienna. Twenty minutes."
Twenty minutes later, I'm still alive.
He wishes I wasn't.

"Yvaine, you haven't been able to conceive for three years, while Lilith is already carrying my child. For the sake of the pack, surrender your title as Luna."
Carl coldly pronounced my death sentence.
I didn't beg.
I ripped the flesh from the bloody mate mark at the back of my neck and hurled it at his feet before turning and walking into the torrential rain raging across the borderlands.
The entire pack was waiting for news of my death in the wilderness.
Just as the fangs of a Rogue were about to tear through my throat, a heavy-duty pickup truck came roaring out of the darkness.
Fenrir, the lowly mechanic from the edge of town, didn’t even shift into wolf form. With his bare hands, he crushed the neck of the Rogue Alpha.
He stepped through the wreckage and came to me. With a rough hand covered in motor oil and blood, he firmly pressed against the mangled wound on the back of my neck.
His voice was low and hoarse.
"If that bastard was blind enough to throw you away, then be my Mate. From now on, no one touches you."

To avenge his beloved, my husband locked me—pregnant—in a dog cage and sank it into the icy lake outside our house.
"Wendy spent ten minutes in the water. You'll stay in there for two days."
I screamed and pleaded, "I'm not lying! I really am pregnant! Please!"
But he towered over me, his eyes full of disgust. "You'll say anything to avoid punishment—even a lie like this?"
As the iron cage sank, the freezing water swallowed me—and took the unborn child with it.
Two days later, he had the cage hauled up, waiting for me to beg Wendy for forgiveness.
But all that was left inside was a curled, lifeless body, my dress soaked in vivid red.
I hovered above, watching coldly as he clung to my corpse, howling like a madman.
Eric, why are you crying?
Isn't this what you wanted?