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They said that the mate bond is sacred but it became a death curse for Amelia as soon as she recognized her mate. Rejected, assaulted, and left to die by his fated mate, Amelia was saved by those who were supposed to kill her. They not only saved her but also developed her into a lethal weapon. She wanted to avenge herself, and for that, she planned meticulously. But fate always has its game twisted when you think that you laid all the cards at the right place, right? So, Amelia also found herself trapped in that twisted game of fate when she met the Alpha King, who asked her something very unexpected, baffling her to the core. She wanted to deny it, but it was fate's twisted game. Something very important to her was at stake, but she didn't want to be a pawn in his game or whatever he was planning to do. What was his game, and what did she decide? Did she avenge herself, or listen to her heart and try to find love again?

When Claire lost their unborn child, Ethan was in Finland—with another woman.
He didn’t ask why she had gone to the hospital. He only demanded that she visit his mother, surrender their bedroom to his beautiful colleague, and stop “making a scene.”
Then he destroyed the last piece of art Claire’s mother had left behind and locked Claire in a room while she begged him to take her to the hospital.
So Claire left her engagement ring on the counter and disappeared.
By the time Ethan learned the truth, she had already built a new life beneath the northern lights.
Now he is ready to sacrifice everything to win her back.
But some apologies arrive after love is already gone.

After discovering her wolf's abnormality, Ashira went to the strongest pack of the North-The Prime Pack- in awe to find her mate. It turned out that her mate was Alpha Aiden, the youngest Alpha that was ever recorded in history. She thought he will be a better mate for her protection, and to keep her away from the danger that her abnormality implies. Unfortunately, Aiden loathes stealers because of a past tragedy though the mate bond kept pulling them together.

Will Aiden protect Ashira? Or will he shower her with wrath and anger?

Find out, read more…

Chase had spent years perfecting the act. He played the school bad boy and the womaniser so well that almost no one looked past it. He stayed deep in the closet because Stonebridge had no mercy for boys like him. One wrong rumour and he could end up as the next target on the field, milk poured over his head while the whole school watched.

Everything started falling apart the day Professor Jaxon walked into his class.

It was the same man from the filthy dreams that left him hard, shaking, and full of shame every single morning.

One night with the professor was enough. Chase’s carefully built life began slipping out of his hands.

The more he looked into Jaxon, the worse it became. The man was not just a teacher. He ran of the company people still whispered belonged to Chase’s mother. And somehow Jaxon already knew him better than he should have.

When Jaxon discovered his secret, Chase was left with two choices: walk away from the school where he had made his name, or stop running from himself.

Then the worst thing happened.

Jaxon arrived at his house and sat at the dining table like he had every right to be there.

His mother’s new fiancé.

His future stepfather.

I spent six years loving my guardian. He spent six months making sure I'd stop.
Then the scans came back, and I had two days to leave New York before his wedding — and one green folder to hand over: the deeds, the pier, the letter I wrote in case I never woke up.
He canceled the wedding. He followed me to Zurich. He sat outside my surgery for eleven hours.
But the tumor is taking names now. And the only one I still have for him is home.

"Four hundred thousand. Is that enough for your services?" Ariana tossed the card at the man, mistaking the Capital's most powerful billionaire, Lucas Firestone, for a club host. Betrayed by her fiancé and ousted by her sister, Ariana sought a night of oblivion. She thought he was just a paid distraction, but Lucas had other plans. When she tries to disappear, he corners her against the wall, his dark eyes burning with possessive heat. "You bought my body, Ariana. But the price for leaving? That’s going to cost you a lifetime."

First day back after the long weekend. I get a few artisan gift baskets shipped in from my family's farm: maple syrup, raw honey, smoked beef jerky, handmade jams. Top-shelf stuff, every single one. Shipping alone runs me a few hundred dollars.

After the morning meeting, I hand them out one by one. The team crowds around me, all smiles, falling over themselves saying things like "You're literally the best, Ms. Bennett" and "Oh my god, you're such an amazing boss."

They're barely out the door when I notice the conference room projector is still mirroring someone's phone. Up on the screen: a private group chat. Fifteen members.

Everyone on the team is in it.

Everyone except me.

A new message pops up: [Farm junk? Really? Preston Vance's team got $200 gift cards AND black truffle. Sloane's such a cheap ass lol]

Replies flood in. Someone photoshops a picture of me. Someone else hopes I drop dead at my desk.

To them, I'm just another boss squeezing her people dry.

Last quarter, I handed every single one of them a three-thousand-dollar cash bonus out of my own pocket. Plus a brand-new phone. Each.

Fine. If they think I'm not giving enough, I'll give them exactly what they're asking for.

Though later, when they come crawling back one by one, I find myself wondering what exactly they think begging is going to get them.

He had me against the desk before I could decide whether I wanted him to. His mouth found the scar.

“Does it still hurt?”

“No.”

He didn't believe me. He also didn't move his mouth away.

My fingers went into his hair and held him there.

I was sold as wolfless. No wolf. No pack. No name worth keeping. I spent my whole life waiting for other people to decide what happened to me.

Adrian Blackwood taught me to fight. To read a map. To want more than the next meal. He made me believe I could stay.

That was before his father gave an order. Before I begged him to open the gate and he chose the order. Before Anwen died on the other side.

Kieran Voss was supposed to be different. He listened. He wanted me without the desk, the closed door, the excuse of a bond. He made me think I could build a life with him. Then he burned the bridge with my friends still on it.

So I stopped waiting. I took the ones who wanted to live and walked north. They call me Alpha now. The men who want me can come find me on my own ground.

Don't call me wolfless. I've been called worse by better men.

When dragons call, only the brave answer.

"Inside you will face the deadly minotaurs, armed with blades and protected by magic. "

"Danger number two is man-eating monsters. "

"Your final threat today is each other."

Icy dread crackles through my veins.

“Nearly one hundred have gathered today to test the fates and risk their lives, but only five can become Slayers.”

This year, it’s win or die.


Anara refuses to be defined by her past. As the queen’s favored maid, nobody expects her to enter the deadly Slayer Trials. Desperate for redemption, she’s determined to slay the ultimate dragon—the silver king himself.

Or die trying.

Except the Slayer Trials test Anara in ways she could never have imagined. Danger is as ravenous for death as the dragons themselves, enemies hide among friends and shadows. And an unexpected specter from her past appears, Prince Zaries. His hatred of her is understandable, her crime against him unforgivable. Her draw to him is a complication she doesn’t need.

Nor is the secret she harbors, an inexplicable affinity towards the very creatures she's sworn to destroy.

Ultimately, Anara's enigmatic connection to dragons will be her strength or her greatest vulnerability. It will challenge her resolve and reshape her destiny.

And the fate of Amaranthine and the unknown worlds beyond.

“Inside you will face the deadly minotaurs, armed with blades and protected by magic.
Danger number two is man-eating monsters.

“Your final threat today is each other.”

Icy dread crackles through my veins.

“Nearly one hundred have gathered today to test the fates and risk their lives, but only five can become Slayers.”

This year, it’s win or die.

For five years, I was the one who held Dane Carrow together.

When silver got into his blood, his first love, Linnea, pulled it into her own veins and died in his place. I was the one who stayed after. Through the nightmares. Through the full moons when his wolf clawed at him from the inside. Through five years of "Not yet, Tamsin. When my wolf is steady, I'll mark you."

Then Linnea's sister showed up, swearing her wolf was dying the same slow way.

He moved her onto the ridge he'd promised would only ever be ours.

He sat her in the Luna's chair at the Harvest Moon.

He got her pregnant.

When I found wolfsbane in her tea, he called me cruel to a dying woman.

At our ceremony rehearsal, she wore my gown. He fastened his mother's moonstone at her throat. And when the cliff edge gave way under both of us, he only had one free hand.

He gave it to her.

So I scraped my name off his altar, left a small glass vial on the kitchen table, and walked out of his pack for good.

He didn't open it until I was gone.

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

After three years together, Adrian had never truly remembered my name.
But I never expected him to open a ring box at his family’s dinner, propose to me in front of everyone—and call another woman’s name.
Everyone assumed Serena was his fiancée, while I was nothing more than a secret he kept in the shadows.
He asked me to play along and promised he would explain everything later. He gave her my promotion, my ring, and my dignity, then told me he would make it up to me next month.
Until I decided to leave New York and fly to London alone.
This time, I would no longer wait for him to remember who I was.

"I've always thought the human mind is its own heaven, and it's own hell. Until the day she came into my life. She is the precise point where my sanity fractures, and God help me, I never wanted to fall into the abyss more."

AN ISOLATED ISLAND. AN INCOMING WORLD WAR. AND TWO MONSTERS TIED TO THE SAME LEASH.

Miles away from human civilisation lies Sector 9—The White Room. It isn't a facility; it's a subterranean graveyard for the most dangerous anomalies on the planet. The apex killers. The unhinged. The biological nightmares too lethal for regular prisons. Here, the world's worst aren't just contained, they are brocken, experimented on, and forged into soulless weapons for the impending World War III.

Cleo is a ghost of a girl drowning in her own trauma, fighting every single day just to keep her internal demons at bay. Then she's tethered at the neck of Kenji Sato—the Island's infuriating class clown who could walk off the Island anytime he pleases, but chooses to stay. While Cleo fights to quiet the madness in her head, Kenji wants to meet her demons. He doesn't want her body or trust—he wants to rule her mind, and he'll tear everything apart just to kneel for her in her dark space.

[Stand Alone Book: I Dare You sequel]
( DISCLAIMER‼️: Not your regular Romance!!! 🔞 proceed with caution <3
You do not need to read book one to read this book but I advice you start with book 1 in order to understand the narrative better.)

"Do you think you can do it? You look far too tight to take me inside you."
"Then break me, use me until my body remembers everything about you. Isn't that what you want?"
Consumed by desire and the scent of pheromones, the omegas of the Ironhowl pack find their mates in the most peculiar ways, falling in love with their greatest enemy, their daughter's best friend, or a werewolf hunter.
Discover the romance stories of each of these alphas and omegas, who will teach you that there is more than one way to love and enjoy each other, because between fated mates, pleasure is endless.
Join them as they discover their destined mates and their unique ways of loving them.
This is an erotic Omegaverse werewolf novel that includes all kinds of couples and fantasies.
Warning. This is a collection of stories featuring dark romance, forbidden acts, and intense passion. Reader discretion is advised regarding the sensitive themes in this story. Intended for readers 18+ only.

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, his hands trembling as he cupped my cheeks. "You'll always be my best friend."
"And you'll always be mine."
I pressed my lips against his, needing to taste him, to feel his lips on mine, to know that at this moment, he was mine.
Olivia Martins has always been an outcast in the Nightshade pack.
She's an omega, and the pack she grew up in never failed to remind her that she'd never be one of them.
It wasn't so bad growing up—she had her best friend by her side.
Caspian Storm, son of the alpha of the Nightshade pack, befriended her when they were both little, and they've been inseparable ever since.
Their friendship started out sweet and innocent, but it developed into more.
Olivia knew that it couldn't last forever because Caspian would find his mate—and what they had would come to an end.
Yet, she couldn't guard her heart.
And when her worst fear comes true, she flees.
Will Olivia and Caspian find their way back to each other?
Or will the threat of Caspian finding his mate keep them apart?

Ariel has spent years surviving the monster she calls home. Behind the perfect family facade lies a nightmare: a violent father who rules with fists and fear, a predatory stepbrother who offers “protection” at a sickening price, and a household that treats her like an unwanted stray. She hides the bruises, smiles for the world, and clings to the only bright spots in her life — her fierce best friends Claire and Winter.
But then there’s Harry Knight. The man she once destroyed with a single cruel laugh.
She rejected him brutally, pushing him away to protect him from her toxic world. She told him he wasn’t even worth the dirt on her shoes. Now Harry knows the truth — every dark secret, every scar, every monster she’s been hiding. The gentle boy she rejected is gone. In his place is a cold, ruthless man burning with obsession and revenge. He’s done waiting. He’s done being denied. And he’s determined to make Ariel pay for every moment of heartbreak she caused him… even as the dark pull between them grows more dangerous and addictive with every encounter.
She wanted him safe. He wants her broken. Completely. Irrevocably. His. In a story of trauma, vengeance, and twisted love, Ariel must decide whether the man who hates her most is also the only one who can truly save her — or destroy her once and for all.

Amber lost her wolf because her mate rejected her when she was only 15. This brought humiliation, disgust, and emotional abuse by the other pack members, as they didn't know the whole story, but it broke Amber. With her family's support, she became strong and earned a place in the pack but couldn't change their perspective towards her being a wolf-less werewolf. Then, fate twisted her story and turned her world upside down when she found that the alpha king is her second-chance mate. He didn't reject her but didn't accept immediately. He took her away to the royal pack, and there, she got another shock of her life. Unlike her birth pack, every unmated high ranker was interested in her, including the Alpha King's younger brother. What's the game of fate for her? Not only does the Alpha King become possessive towards her, ready to mark her at any time, but also his younger brother shows his intention to take her as his mate. Why? They have no answer for that, but they soon find it out, and that leaves everyone stunned. What's the mystery? Why both brothers desire her possessively? What does fate want her to face?

"You're mine, June."
"I'm not yours, Mr. Macaulay."
"Not yet," he says, his voice low with certainty. "But one day, you'll understand what you mean to me."
"I belong to myself," I reply, refusing to become another woman controlled by a powerful man.
June Fontaine spent three years loving a man who never truly chose her. She gave him everything, only to live in the shadow of his ex and a love that slowly destroyed her.
Until one unforgettable night changed everything.
Heartbroken after seeing her past move on without regret, June made a reckless decision and spent one night with a mysterious stranger. She left before morning, believing they would never meet again.
Two weeks later, she walked into her new workplace and froze.
The stranger from that night was her new boss.
Adrian Macaulay was a billionaire CEO, a man who always got what he wanted. And now, he wanted her.
But June refuses to be a secret hidden behind his success. She wants to be valued, not possessed. She wants a love where she is chosen, not controlled.
Adrian never expected one night to change his life forever. Now, he must prove that she is not just the woman from one unforgettable night.
She is the only woman he can never let go.

"Do you think you'll be able to do it? You seem far too tight to take me inside you.
"Then break me, use me until my body remembers everything about you. Isn't that what you want?"
Consumed by desire and the scent of pheromones, the omegas of the Ironhowl pack find their fated mates in the most peculiar ways, falling in love with their greatest enemy, their son's best friend, or a wolf hunter.
Discover all the romance stories of each of these alphas and omegas, who will teach you that there is more than one way to love and enjoy, because between fated mates pleasure is infinite.
Join them as they discover their fated mates and their unique ways of loving them.
This is an erotic werewolf book, MxM (Boys Love), with Omegaverse (MPreg) themes, including all kinds of couples and fantasies.
Warning. This is a collection of stories featuring dark romances, forbidden acts, and lots of passion. Discretion is advised regarding the sensitive themes in this story. Suitable only for adults 18+.

Content Warning : This collection is pure filth.
If the idea of the man who should protect you instead pinning you down and claiming every hole makes you squirm, close this book immediately and find something tame.
But if your panties are already soaked and your pulse is racing at the thought of forbidden hands on your body… then spread those pages like a good little slut and keep going.
This isn't sweet. This isn't slow. These stories throw innocent young women straight into the fire—defiant brats broken by the commanding cs of their dominant stepdads, possessive stepbrothers, hungry step-uncles, dominant fathers-in-law, reclaiming ex-dads, and their father's best friends.
Expect rough throat-fg that leaves mascara running down flushed cheeks. Expect tight virgin asses stretched wide and pounded mercilessly. Expect fertile little ps pumped full of thick, risky creampies while they growl filthy promises: “Daddy's going to knock you up, princess. Fill that womb until you're carrying my baby.” Sneaking around while Mom sleeps down the hall. Risky quickies that could get them caught any second. Blackmail, power games, and total surrender. These alpha men don't ask—they take.
They train eager mouths, claim every hole, and mark their territory with load after load of hot cum.
Breeding. Deepthroat. Anal. Degradation. DDLG. bm. Raw, unprotected taboo f****g that leaves trembling thighs sticky and minds completely wrecked.If the thought of being owned, ruined, and bred by the men who raised you makes your cunt clench… welcome home, babygirl.Your men are already hard and waiting.

Possessed by manipulating demons, Ingri knows nothing of magic until Lar discovers her. He is the King of the Dead: the latest Wise One, gifted with strange and frightening powers. With Ingri, he uses those powers to banish her demons and teach her the mysteries of being a human. Soon, she must face her inner demons, fight to master the fire that burns within her, and rescue Lar in return. She can help in his Seeking, but only if they navigate a mysterious ring of stones, the Land of the Dead, and the Name Magic that will guide them. A riveting fantasy adventure, Name Magic is the fifth novel in Lisa Lowell's The Wise Ones series.

Fiona, a perfect Luna, is left heartbroken when she discovers her fiancé has cheated on her.
In an impulsive act of revenge, she orders a call boy for a night of wild passion. As the sun rises the next morning, she leaves cash behind and slips away, believing she's had her sweet revenge.
Little does Fiona know, her life is about to take a jaw-dropping turn when she finds herself pregnant after the passionate night with the call boy.

Amid the turmoil and crisis of her unplanned pregnancy, she accidentally crosses paths with the man from that fateful night.
However, the man who stands before her isn't just any call boy, but the future Alpha King—her fiancé's boss.
Her heart races as she gazes at the powerful figure towering before her.
The Alpha King smirks, cornering her with an air of dominance and desire.
Raising an eyebrow, he taunts Fiona with a question that sends shivers down her spine: "A call boy, huh?"

Fiona, a perfect Luna, is left heartbroken when she discovers her fiancé has cheated on her. In an impulsive act of revenge, she orders a call boy for a night of wild passion. As the sun rises the next morning, she leaves cash behind and slips away, believing she's had her sweet revenge.Little does Fiona know, her life is about to take a jaw-dropping turn when she finds herself pregnant after the passionate night with the call boy. Amid the turmoil and crisis of her unplanned pregnancy, she accidentally crosses paths with the man from that fateful night. However, the man who stands before her isn't just any call boy, but the future Alpha King—her fiancé's boss.Her heart races as she gazes at the powerful figure towering before her. The Alpha King smirks, cornering her with an air of dominance and desire. Raising an eyebrow, he taunts Fiona with a question that sends shivers down her spine: "A call boy, huh?"

“You’re mine, June.”
“I’m not yours, Mr. Macaulay.”
“You’re mine. Mine alone. Every inch of you belongs to me. I will not have another man touch you, ever,” he growls through gritted teeth.
“I’m not yours. Not until you claim me,” I fire back. “Until then, I’m just a woman who warms your bed… just like I’ll warm other men’s beds too.”
His pupils dilate as his grip tightens around my arm.
“Do not test me, June,” he says, voice low and deadly. “I swear on my life, any man who so much as lays a hand on you… I’ll rip his fingers off and feed them to my dogs.”


June Fontaine had always loved her boyfriend too deeply, giving him her heart even when it tore her apart.
For three years, she lived in the shadow of his ex, a relationship that slowly swallowed her.
Until one night changed everything, and she broke up with him.
Fueled by heartbreak and the bitter sight of her ex moving on like she never mattered, June made a dangerous, impulsive choice that threw her into the arms of a stranger she could not forget—even after she ran from him.
Two weeks later, she saw the stranger again—now richer and more powerful than she could have imagined.
In a city like Las Vegas, men like him do not chase.
They own.
And he wants her.
Obsession becomes possession. Desire becomes dangerous.
He cannot let her go. She cannot stay away.
While he falls for her in a way that feels almost forbidden, he holds back, haunted by a past that refuses to let him claim her.
But she refuses to be hidden.
She refuses to be just another secret in a powerful man’s world.

When I woke up again, the air was torn apart by the staccato crack of gunfire.
I had been reborn. I was four months pregnant—exactly when Luca’s "first love" had conspired with a rival syndicate to ambush our estate.

In my previous life, the moment the shooting started, I hadn't hesitated. I immediately dialed my husband, the Don of the family.

To protect the heir growing inside me, he had decisively dragged me out of the line of fire first.

But the price was steep. His beloved Isabella took a bullet straight to the heart in the chaos, dying instantly.

Afterward, with bloodshot eyes, he told me he didn't blame me. He even stepped away from the mafia empire, remaining at the estate to play the perfect husband, solely to ensure I had a safe delivery.

I believed him. Until the day I gave birth.

During the sacred baptism in the family chapel, he tore off his mask and personally sent both me and our infant son to hell.

In my final moments, I would never forget the look in his eyes—a hatred that burned down to the bone.

"If it weren't for you, she never would have died," he had said, his voice ice-cold as I lay in a pool of my own blood. "She bled out that day. You and this bastard will bleed twice as much today."

She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.

In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.

Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual energy, bending it to her will. It’s intoxicating, addictive… and feared.

Enter Ryder Cornwall — cold, untouchable, and loyal only to the Coven. He’s assigned to protect her. But from the moment he tastes her magic, he wants more. Her scent drives him mad. Her secrets haunt him. And her body? It might just ruin him.

As their chemistry erupts into obsession, enemies close in. Katalim’s past is darker than anyone imagined. And Ryder must decide — break every rule for her, or watch her be claimed by a monster from the shadows.

Twisted Fate is paranormal erotica at its most wicked—dripping with forbidden heat, dangerous magic, and a love so intense it might destroy them both. It is perfect for readers who like their vampires dominant, their witches dangerous, and their romances deliciously dirty.

For ten years, I've been the biggest joke in Eden Fortress—a madman who draws a broken bow eight thousand times a day.
Duke, the plutocrat's heir, even uses me as cannon fodder bait.
But when the Crystalline Tyrant tears through the earth, when S-rank "savior" Duke pisses himself in terror before the monster, at that moment when the entire fortress waits in despair for death—I draw back that broken bow that's been mocked for ten years.

My eyes can see through the essence of all things, my empty bow can shoot down any existence.
From the beast's maw, one arrow obliterates the plutocrat's heir! From within the monster's belly, one arrow defeats the Mountain Tyrant! Above the fortress, one arrow disables all weaponry!

From bottom-tier waste and cannon fodder to the uncrowned king who brings an entire fortress to its knees—I use absolute strength to tell this world: True power never needs anyone's validation!

For three years, I loved a man who never let me all the way into his world. I knew the Cavalieri name carried weight in Chicago. I knew there were calls I wasn’t allowed to hear and dinners I was never invited to. I didn’t know how dangerous that world really was.
I thought the night he knelt with a ring would be our beginning.
He was supposed to say my name.
Instead, he said hers.
Serafina.
Right there, under the lights, in front of two mafia families. And when the crowd cheered, he didn’t correct himself. He slid my ring onto her finger.
I didn’t scream. I didn’t beg. I walked away.
I left Chicago and rebuilt my life in Dublin, a life that belonged only to me.
But he found me. He crossed an ocean with a new ring in his hand and my name engraved inside, desperate to take back what he said that night.
I waited three years for him to see me.
Now he finally does.
And I’m the one closing the door.

I closed my eyes, deepening the rhythm of our kiss, savoring every response from Mikayla. Feeling welcomed, my lips began to trail down to her neck, and my hand slowly moved up, brushing against her warm, smooth thigh.

Mikayla squirmed slightly, her voice dripping with temptation.

"You really know how to make me lose control..."

She writhed again, responding to my kiss more wildly, making my heart race. We could no longer hold back, though the occasional knocking on the bathroom door interrupted our moment.

"Heh, is someone there? We need to use the bathroom!" someone outside knocked again, sounding irritated.

I chuckled softly, glancing at Mikayla whose face had already turned red. "Looks like we need somewhere... more comfortable."

She just gave a playful smile, her eyes half-closed, lips slightly trembling. Without hesitation, I led her out of the bathroom and into the hotel room I had reserved. There, undisturbed, we let ourselves be consumed by burning desire. Every touch felt so real, so alive. The little sounds she made were like a beautiful melody, pulling me deeper into the moment.

Sweat began to trickle down her body, but I didn’t want a single drop to go to waste. Her silky hair felt like strands of soft silk in my fingers. We explored different positions, as if we were limitless, until exhaustion finally crept over me. My stomach and thighs started to ache, but I felt content, as if the beauty of this moment outweighed any fatigue.

Mikayla was still slightly drunk, but that only fueled my desire further. I kissed her again, my hands gently squeezing her body, and she moaned softly, her voice like a sweet song echoing in my room.

"Ah..." she sighed again, her breath heavy yet full of passion.

Alpha Ethan once told me that he wouldn't mark any Omega other than me. I was the Moon Shade Pack's future Luna.
I believed him, until he actually marked someone else—his childhood neighbor.
I confronted him, and he laughed, saying, “It was just a childhood joke, I didn’t think you’d take it seriously.”
But when that so-called "joke" turned into a wedding vow, I realized that from the very beginning, I was the only one who treasured this relationship.
The irony? That night, we had a video call that lasted until 3 AM. He said he was tired, said he missed me.
The next day, I found out from a colleague that he was getting married. The bride? Not me.

Sheetal's Soliloquy
I know you. You were the one who had been bothering me. With a chuckle, he replied, "I know you'll never forget me, Dolce." However, you made a small mistake. Honey, that wasn't harassment. That was my devotion to you. " He abruptly grabbed my waist as he spoke. I arched my back and stared at him, my eyes wide. This crazy boy has returned, but he is not the same as before. He is now more attractive.
When I thought, I coughed unexpectedly and said, "Excuse me." What's your name? "

As Alessia Cora tries to forget her painful past and continue to reach her dreams, life will not allow her to enjoy those two. When she picked one and made a choice of fulfilling her dreams but leaving her pain aside, she’ll meet Asher Felix, the man she had chose to leave five years ago.

Three years after being discarded by her husband and the small town of Hartlow, Lena returns as Vivienne Ashe — beautiful, wealthy, unrecognizable. She doesn't come back for revenge. She comes for Nana Birdie, the dying librarian who was the only person who ever mattered. But Nana holds the secret that built Dean Calloway's empire on fraud, and the town that once threw Lena away is now desperate for Vivienne's money. As her mask begins to crack, only Jonah Wren, a quiet mechanic with oil-stained hands and no interest in her fortune, sees the woman beneath the name. And when the truth finally surfaces, Lena must decide whether to destroy the man who broke her — or finally let herself be seen.

As a poor student from a single-parent family, Katie was disdained by others, especially some students in Class A who had high self-esteem and pride in their school-Augustus Lupine Academy, the best elite university in the country. Katie majored in Business Administration, which was the best in this university. Business Administration was divided into Class A and Class B. Class A gathered the top elite students, which was unattainable to everyone. Katie won a scholarship for poor students to study in Class B. No one knew that Katie was secretly dating with Draven for three months, who was at the top of Lupine, the son of a tech billionaire, and the dream lover of all girls in school. Three months later, Draven suddenly disappeared. Katie went to Class A, but Draven denied their relationship. Katie was hit by a blow, and was pulled to a party by her bestie Cathy. She accidentally had a one-night-stand with a man who looked a lot like Draven. The next day, Katie left in a hurry, suddenly knew that her mother was about to remarry someone. Katie's mother introduced Katie's future stepfather and his two sons to her. Katie was surprised that her two stepbrothers were her ex Draven and one-night stand Adrian.

His hand tightens around my wrists above my head. “This pretty dripping pussy of yours. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen is fucking begging me. But maybe you’re soaked and needy because of his fangs.” He slaps my pussy. Hard.

I cry. “Ahhhh! No!” I let out a whimper, then a moan.

Earlier, of fucking course yes, but now, it’s just for him. But if I come to think about Griffin’s fangs—

Aemon opens my pussy lips with his long fingers at an obscene angle. I curl my toes. Oh, Goddess, oh Goddess!

I’m so wet! “Griffin—I mean—Your brother means nothing to me.” I whimper.

But as soon as I say his brother’s name I know it is the wrong thing to say.

🥀 🥀 🥀

To vampires, blood is everything.

When it stops flowing, so do you.

Blake is human. Offered like cattle by the very pack that raised her.

But the moment her blood touches Griffin’s tongue, the Vampire Leader knows—she is his fated mate.

There is only one problem: his brother wants her too. And he’s not willing to let go.

The night Julian Wright orchestrated his "rose ceremony," everyone expected a full meltdown.
They were taking bets—would I show up sobbing, or would I skip straight to the roof? After all, everyone knew I was broke. Without Julian's money, I'd be out on my ass.
But when Julian handed that rose to campus queen Chloe Miller, the ballroom doors never opened. No crying. No scene. The whole party lost its main event.
What nobody knew was that while Julian was busy playing bachelor, I was sitting on his half-brother's leather couch in nothing but an oversized white dress shirt. Bare legs tucked under me.
I glanced up at Vincent, catching my lower lip between my teeth. "Your couch is soaked. Where exactly are you planning to sleep tonight?"
Vincent Wright's throat worked. Hard. He dragged his gaze away like it physically hurt. When he spoke, his voice came out wrecked: "Stay put. I'll grab a towel."
A beat. Then rougher: "Need to get you dry."

I loved him for seven years. I gave up my career as a genius designer, supported his rise, and gave him everything. But he betrayed me in the worst way possible.
He gave my only family—my beloved dog—to his so-called white moonlight and watched her torture it to death. He let her wear my wedding dress, take my ring, and destroy everything I cherished.
When I was hurt and broken, he never defended me. He chose her lies over my pain.
In that moment, I woke up. I ended our engagement, walked away, and returned to reclaim my throne as a top designer. I will make them regret every cruel thing they’ve done.
You lost me when you betrayed me. And you will never get me back.

After discovering her wolf's abnormality, Ashira went to find her mate. She was a stealer, a wolf that could provide a pup with any male, even if they were not her mate. It turned out that she was mated with Alpha Aiden! The Alpha of Prime pack, the strongest pack of the North!
She needed Aiden to claim her, to mark her! For her wolf to be accustomed to who she belongs, but Aiden doesn’t want a mate!
"Won't you claim me?" she asked.
"I'm making myself an exception to this tradition," Aiden said in a cold tone.
"You're not claiming me?!" she exclaimed.
"I'll never put my claim on you," was all he said before turning his back on her.

How will Ashira force him to mark her? Her wolf’s abnormality needed his fangs deep in her neck, and now she’s frustrated and desperate!

Read more…

This is a complete story. The first book of The Rare Wolf Series.
Each book in this series can be read as a standalone, but I highly recommend reading them in order, for the best experience.

Greyson slid his hand beneath me, his fingers expertly circling my swollen clit as Jaxen thrust deep into me from behind. Kylen’s thick length filled my mouth, muffling my moans while ecstasy blurred my vision, and the pressure coiled inside me like a storm about to break. From the bed, Poku groaned, his fist moving lazily over his rigid cock as he watched.

“Look at her,” he rasped, his voice thick with reverence. “Our goddess on her knees, taking two of us at once while the rest wait their turn. That is true devotion.”


Nine years ago, Sahiyra ran into the forest and never came back. Everyone said she died, feral beasts don't spare little girls. But they didn't kill her. They raised her.

Now at nineteen, she lives barefoot, unbonded, and completely untamed. She hunts with wolves, speaks to ravens, and soothes broken beasts with just a touch of her hands.

She knows nothing of rankings, or the brutal harem politics of the beast kind clans.

She has no idea she's the first Myrren born female in two hundred years. Or that her power exceeds even the highest divine tier.

When she stumbles across a hunting party of ten dangerously unbonded beast shifter males... everything changes.

They feel it. That rare energy pulsing beneath her skin. That aura their beasts can't resist.

Something sacred. Something untouchable.

And if she's not careful...their need for her will turn feral. But Sahiyra is no fragile thing. She is the wild. She is Chosen. And she was born to break the system.

🔥 Reverse harem
🐺 Feral beast shifters
✨ Chosen One/Goddess Rising
🌕 Divine prophecy + primal bonding
🩸 Wild magic, mating rituals, soft dominance
💋 Untamed heroine with goddess blood

Tap in. Get claimed. Let the Veil choose you!!

For fifty years, peace has ruled Elantia.

After a devastating Great War, the five ancient races forged an Accord that divided the world between them. Dragons claimed the Sky Mountains. Witches ruled the flatlands. Wolves guarded the forests. Fae vanished behind enchanted borders. Phoenixes watched from distant isles.

No one crossed another race's borders.

No one questioned the Accord.

Until one desperate witch did.

When Brienne of Sandor's mother falls gravely ill, the only herb capable of saving her grows high within dragon territory. Knowing she risks more than her own life, Brienne crosses the mountains anyway.

She almost makes it out.

Instead, she's caught by Tirian, a feared Dragon Lord.

Faced with death, Brienne makes a bargain.

Let her save her mother first, and she'll return to the mountains willingly.

Tirian agrees.

After all, she has broken the Accord, and dragons never forget a debt.

True to her word, Brienne returns to dragon territory... where she discovers the stories she'd heard about dragons barely scratched the surface.

Claimed by the very dragon who should hate her, Brienne is thrust into a world of ancient customs, dangerous politics, and a bond neither of them understands. As desire and resentment become impossible to separate, she uncovers a terrifying truth.

Her capture was never an accident.

Someone has been pulling the strings from the shadows, carefully pushing the ancient races back toward a war they swore would never happen again.

And if Brienne and Tirian can't uncover the truth before the Accord shatters...

Elantia won't survive a second Great War.

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

Cara is out to get revenge on her parents murder and their stolen legacy. She uses Quinn to get her vengeance in a booty call agreement. Will she be able to win him over? Will she succeed in her plan? Will her plan go accordingly?

On the eve of his wedding, General Landon Hayes receives a call he will never forget.
Hours later, his closest friend is found dead inside a locked room.
His eyes have been carved out.
His final expression is frozen in terror.
There are no signs of forced entry, no fingerprints, no witnesses, and no explanation for how the killer entered or escaped.
Only two clues remain behind.
The first is that Landon was the last person his friend contacted before he died.
The second is a strange symbol carved into the wall—a symbol that belongs to the feared Varyn bloodline, a family long believed to be buried by history.
Refusing to accept the official story of suicide, Landon abandons the battlefield and returns home to uncover the truth. What begins as an investigation soon reveals a web of lies, betrayal, hidden identities, and secrets powerful enough to shake the nation's most influential families.
As more bodies appear and old enemies emerge from the shadows, Landon realizes that his friend's death was only the beginning.
Someone is hunting for something.
Someone is erasing the truth.
And the deeper he digs, the more impossible the mystery becomes.
Because every clue points toward a terrifying possibility:
The monster responsible may not be a stranger.
It may be someone who shares his blood.
To expose the truth, Landon must fight a war unlike any he has ever faced—a war without armies, without rank, and without knowing whether the enemy he seeks is wearing his own face.

"Jaden Cole is an eighteen-year-old high school basketball captain. He is loved by all for his perfect image. He doesn't do drugs or smoke but party hard just like every other kid on the block.

His clean boyish attitude is like a magnet that attracts all the girls around him who will stop at nothing to get in his pant but Jaden doesn't keep them around long enough to want to claim the relationship status in his life.

But one day, things changed when a new kid, Ryder Smith shows up in his class. He is dark, mysterious and the complete opposite of Jaden Cole. He smokes, has tattoos, and rides a Harlem to school.

Ryder Smith is your typical bad boy, with lip piercing and has no mouth filter. But beneath all that roughness is a big loveable heart and will do anything to have Jaden Cole see it, only problem is, Jaden Cole doesn't want anything to do with Ryder Smith, or does he?"

Warning ⚠️ ‼️ ⛔️ This book contains explicit graphic content, blue language and lustful desires | Can 100% make you come, tread with caution🤤💦| Bury yourself in it at your own detriment…or pleasure🥵😋🔞|


I was done suffering! Robin had promised herself. She wouldn’t let fate decide her happiness anymore, neither would her failed relationship.

Happiness was a foreign language for Robin Clay after the deaths of her sisters, the gruesome murder of her parents, and a devastating breakup with her serial cheating fiancée. She had to move past it all; the hurt, betrayal, pain, anguish, and loss.

At the brink of her turning point, she landed a coveted job at McCullen Confectionery, a multi-billion dollar company one could only dream of working for. She soon discovered her boss and CEO, Jack McCullen, was everything she had vowed to never get entangled with; matured, confident, magnetic, powerful, dangerously alluring, and captivatingly beautiful, falters her resolve and leaves her at his mercy.

Jack awakened every disastrous desire in her, one she was unprepared for and deeply ashamed of, especially when she was of the view that, he was committed to another woman.

Yet, what began as a professional interaction between them rapidly spiralled into a passionate, forbidden attraction marked by stolen moments, intense chemistry and a constant conflict between constraint, lust and her morals.

She was torn; suppressing her desires or surrendering to the passion Jack evoked in her—one that felt both intoxicating, sinful and destructive. Packed with a charged, erotic exploration of power; Love, Obsession, Torture explored the thin line between restraint and surrendering to a burning obsession.

She: "10,000,000＄. We're done. Just don’t let my husband find out."
The call boy took the black card, frowning.
She: "Not enough? You're good, but don’t push it."
He dressed, leaving behind a cold warning—"You'll regret this😡!"
A week later, she knelt before the Lycan King🐺, begging for a divorce ruling.
And there he was. Her call boy. Sitting on the throne.
He: "(Smirking) Uh-huh😈?"

"What if I decide to give you all the money? Be my fuck mate for one month. I'll pay for your mother's surgery and sponsor your education."
When life pushed Isabella Parker to the edge, she had only one choice, to sell the only thing she had left: herself. Her mother was dying, the bills were piling up, and the world had turned its back on her. That was when Kade Gilbert, the arrogant, cold-hearted bad boy, made her an offer she couldn't refuse.
But Isabella didn't know that Kade wasn't a guy who honored boundaries. He didn't just want her for a month, he wanted to own her. To mark her. To make her forget who she was before he came into the picture.
"You're mine to touch, no one else's," he growled, his voice dark and commanding, igniting a fire she'd never felt before.
What began as a desperate deal soon turned into a dangerous obsession. Will Isabella lose her heart to a monster who only takes, or will she find the strength to refuse the one man who refuses to let her go?

Elysa Dawson – the shining jewel of Dawson Group, a symbol of talent, pride, and elegance – had shared a seven-year-long love with Kael Brown, son of the Brown Corporation, a romance hailed as “legendary” in the eyes of the media.
But when she received the devastating news of terminal stomach cancer, with only two months left to live, Elysa made a desperate choice: to end her own life. Fate would not allow her to die, and to keep Kael from witnessing her decline, she pretended to lose her memory, pushing the man she once loved away.
Yet Elysa never imagined that the pain and betrayal ran even deeper than she thought. Falsified medical records, a plot to seize control of Dawson Group, the mysterious death of her best friend… all pointed to a horrifying truth. The person she hated the most was, in fact, the only one silently protecting her.
After three years of disappearing into the shadows, Elysa returned – cold, sharp, and powerful. She began her revenge: manipulating markets, spreading rumors, and piercing Kael’s heart with sweetly cruel strikes.
But when the truth was revealed, when the Dawson family’s conspiracy unraveled, she realized that the seven-year love had never truly left – and the one who never let go of her was Kael.
A story of hatred, love, betrayal, and the power of love that endures the darkness, where pain becomes a scar, both eternal and beautiful.