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In the Dragon Empire, bloodline determined everything. Only a female capable of hatching royal-grade golden dragons could wear the crown.
In my past life, I was nothing but a Red Drake—bottom of the food chain, not even blessed with wings. Yet after marrying into the royal family, I miraculously hatched a pureblooded Golden Hatchling.
But when my husband Valerius ascended to the Dragon Throne, his first act as king was to rip out my dragon crystal with his bare claws.
My own son Draken then ordered my body hacked to pieces and fed to the Abyssal Carrion Wolf-Lions in the depths below.
All of this because my half-sister had faked a bloodline awakening, transforming herself overnight into a so-called "Sacred Crystal Dragon."
My cruel husband had looked down at me with utter contempt: "Without my noble genes, how could something like you possibly birth such a gifted golden pureblood? Your filthy swamp bloodline has no right to the Queen's throne."
My son's disgust cut even deeper: "I don't want a flightless cripple for a mother. You make me sick. Only someone as noble and beautiful as Seraphina deserves to be my mother—she'd never force me to practice boring magic like you did."
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back at the Empire's quinquennial Bonding Ceremony.
My husband wasted no time choosing my sister as his mate. My son, Draken, eagerly dove his soul into her womb, ready to be reborn.
But this time, what crawled out of that egg was a Blind Mud Runt.

“I’m a damn Duchess...Well...Sort of”


Alexandra Batiste is a strong willed young woman who just graduated from high school. She never made friends in school despite being breathtakingly beautiful and had a charming personality. She never understood everyone's natural aversion to her until she found out the secret her family had kept from her. Will this secret threaten to ruin her life or will it set her on a path to destiny where love and danger lie?

Rosalie Bellrose has always believed there are worse things than being a witch. Being a terrible one, for example.

Her magic never answers to spells or potions. It slips into her baking instead: happiness in honey cakes, forgotten memories in cinnamon rolls, longing in strawberry tarts. So Rosalie runs her strange little bakery, sells enchanted pastries to those who can afford them, and keeps her magic to herself.

She never imagined her secret would end up on a king's plate.

Kael Edevane is the ruthless king of the kingdom, and when something goes terribly wrong after he eats one of Rosalie's creations, her quiet life comes crashing down. By morning, her bakery is shut down and soldiers are at her door.

But that's only the beginning.

For the first time in years, Kael can feel again. Her warmth. Her loneliness. Her anger. And worst of all, her desire.

Then Rosalie discovers her grandmother's death was not what she was told. Whatever her grandmother was hiding, someone is willing to kill for it.

And the closer Kael gets to Rosalie, the more dangerous their attraction becomes. Because there are secrets surrounding her that neither of them can afford to uncover.

If Rosalie cannot find the truth before they find her first, she may lose more than the bakery her grandmother left behind.

She was supposed to be an Alpha. Instead, she was sold to a monster on the night of her coronation.


Rue Lowell spent all her life preparing to be Alpha of Bloodhound Pack. After her parents' mysterious death, the Alpha position automatically fell on her.

But on the night she was meant to be crowned, she was sold as a slave to the Alpha Beast, Alpha Thane, the cursed Lycan King who was rumoured to have murdered his own mate.

…

People called him a monster. A beast. His name was whispered with fear, and his presence sent terror into every heart.

Alpha Thane Lockwood carried a curse from birth, a curse that killed his emotions, turning him heartless and cold.

The first time he saw Rue, he was spellbound, his frozen heart stirring for the first time in centuries. He found himself inexplicably drawn to her, craving her presence, her scent, her soul.

Until everything changed on the night of a bloodmoon. Secrets were unraveled, and Thane discovered Rue was his mate.

The one in the prophecy.
The one meant to destroy him.
His curse.

Why are you doing all this? - Ellis asked.


Once you told me that I couldn't buy it ... - Vittorio recalled, holding out his pen to Ellis. - Well, look what I just did: I bought the lady for half a million dollars.


All Ellis Barker was longing for was to pay the last mortgage payment on the house she and her brother, Jason, inherited, and thus close her brother's debts. At least until the young woman arrived at the bank and her destiny crossed paths with Vittorio Amorielle, a mobster who will spare no effort to get what he wants, and from that moment on, that was Ellis.
And it was thanks to Jason's debts that Vittorio was able not only to buy Ellis, but to marry her.
But will they be able to deal with the consequences of this union?

He's Super Handsome, He's rich, He's heartless, He is nice, He has chains of companies and hotels.

He is the richest man in Las Vegas. He is Cold, Heartless, ruthless and Arrogant and he doesn't respect

or fear anyone, killing is his hubby. He's just 27 I forget to Add that he is a playboy, But he has choice, he

only go for rich celebrities.

Adele Clerk….

She's a 23 years old college dropout, working in a restaurant to save money for her sick mother

Operation. Her father is an irresponsible man.

What happened when Adele father sold her to The ruthless Nathan, just because he can't pay back the

money he borrowed from him.

It's not as if he used the money for something reasonable, He spent the money he borrowed from the

ruthless Nathan on Alcohol and ladies younger than his daughter.

Ronan Hale is the school’s golden boy captain of the ice hockey team, talented, confident… and infuriatingly arrogant. After two years away, he’s back, but the glory on the ice can’t hide the fact that he’s failing every class. If he doesn’t pass, he could lose everything.

The only person who can save him? Ivy Cross… the quiet, intelligent girl no one notices. She’s smart, strong, and completely unimpressed by his fame… which only makes him more frustrated, and somehow, more drawn to her.

Tutoring him should be simple. It’s not. Every session sparks arguments, stolen glances, and tension neither can ignore. Beneath his arrogance, Ivy sees cracks in his walls… pain, guilt, and secrets he’s desperate to hide.

Hate turns to desire. Rivalry becomes something more. And for Ronan and Ivy, falling for each other might only be the beginning…

Nobody sees me.

Not at the orphanage. Not at school. Not anywhere.

Then a letter comes. A magic academy. A world I never knew.

I think I'll finally belong. I don't.

Here, I'm still invisible. Except to him.

The monster they all fear.

They say his black magic kills. They lock him in towers. They run.

I don't.

When his power almost kills me, I see it: not evil. Just lonely. Like me.

Now my mother is lost. A forbidden library holds the truth. And someone wants us dead.

They say loving him is suicide.

I say I've been dead for seventeen years.

What's a little more?

They had gone for shopping. It was late at night, when they were returning. Aisha could see trees along the tree. she always felt scared by their darkness at night, the mystery hidden behind those woods. the fear of unknown was always there in her.

Aisha gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. everyone was really happy. but there was something special about the baby. the energy around her could change the moods of people, she could attract people without even doing anything .Aisha was going out with her daughter, when on the steps of their house, a lady was standing.

she looked at the baby and came nearer." this girl is special. protect her! god has chosen the dark for her .... for her to be the light in that dark. "

she left after that and Aisha was left standing there shocked. she took the baby to a cousin's place. her maternal family knew witchcraft. she knew that the words of the lady were not vain.

when she reached her cousin's place, her cousin got shocked seeing the baby. it was the first time, her cousin was seeing the baby, she didn't leave the house, until it was utmost necessary.

her cousin took them to a darker room, and started going through some drawers. " the lady told you the truth. we can't hide her forever, but we can protect her for now " her cousin said and put an amulet around the baby's neck. it had a beautiful blue stone in it.

Aisha looked ready to break down. she had got blessed by a baby after a decade of their wedding. she didn't want to lose her daughter.

her cousin came near her " don't worry! just don't let her ever remove this amulet. not even for some minutes"

Aisha went home and shared everything with Darsh " the energy around her was different, I could feel it. now, it's more contained, more avoidable. let's just pray, that god will do which would be better for her " Darsh said and kissed the forehead of her daughter.

"Pay us five million dollars, or I'll tell the world your son is a rapist."

That was the blackmail demand my new neighbor threw in my face. When I refused to pay, she took me to court.

Now, we are in a packed, live-streamed courtroom. Her daughter is crying on the witness stand in a neck brace, swearing my "heavily-muscled" son brutally attacked her in the backyard. Her sleazy lawyer is waving a fake DNA match at the jury. Protesters are screaming my name. My company’s stock is tanking.

They think they’ve backed a wealthy CEO into a corner.

But they were too stupid to check who actually lives in my house.

They want to meet the monster they accused? Fine. Let's see their faces when he walks through those doors.

“You’re mine, little wolf,” Kaziel growled, his voice thick with need. “And tonight, I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

With one more thrust, he sent me over the edge, his fangs sinking into my flesh, the pain mixing with the pleasure. I screamed, my body quaking so hard, tears of pleasure spilled down my cheeks.

….

Danika had been ignored and bullied by everyone but Tyler, her best friend. But on the night she was to confess her feelings to him, she was coldly rejected. Her world shattered, and when her foster father announced he was marrying Tyler’s mother, everything spiraled into chaos.

Her fate changes when she encounters Kaziel, Tyler’s stepbrother, at a family dinner. The man Tyler despises the most.

A monster bound by a curse and driven by an obsessive disorder.

Danika is his mate. He claims her with a hunger that’s both terrifying and irresistible, igniting a fire that refuses to be tamed.

Danika is the only one who can break the ancient curse suffocating Kaziel’s pack.

But a vampire stalks their every move, and a fanatical cult seeks her blood to awaken a god.

Caught between betrayal, desire, and danger, Danika must embrace the beast within or be destroyed by it. In a world ruled by monsters, can love be her salvation… or her undoing?

Madelyn Amenadiel's fate is sealed when the Moon Goddess mates her to Kieran Cormac, the ruthless pack leader responsible for slaughtering her family and burning her pack to ashes. Kieran Cormac cruelty knows no bounds as he brutally claims Madelyn's virginity, imprisons her in a dungeon, and only summons her to satiate his wolf's desires.

Fate had other plans for Madelyn as she escapes only to wonder into the rumored brutal and feared Lycan King who turns out to be her mate too.

Scared and scarred with wounds that run deep—the betrayal of her kind. Trust is not a luxury Madelyn can afford, when she finds out she is pregnant she sought to keep it from her new mate. But nothing is hidden under the sun forever.

What will Madelyn do? Keep the impossible secret from the Lycan King or give him the benefit of the doubt and tell him.

After telling him will he continue to love and care for her or cast her aside? When the power hungry Kieran Cormac finally finds out about his heir will he wage war against the the Lycan king in order to claim his child?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!
Everleigh Peterson, a college student, had a crush on her brother’s best friend ever since she was in high school. She dreamt to get noticed by the man not only as a young sister but a lover. On her 18th birthday, she asked her brother, Eros, to invite him. As her brother loves her so much, he then agreed.
She was beyond happy when her long-time crush came—her wish was granted.
Reaching the legal age, Everleigh then let herself chill during her after-party and promised her brother to drink just a little. However, she got drunk and involved herself in a situation that forever changes her life.
She had sex with the famous womanizer, Seven—her long-time crush.
Seven Beckett is a well-known monster in bed, who only indulged himself in hardcore sex than making out. He only had one rule, “keep with his pace” and he will give you pleasures.
As they both got drunk that time, Seven didn’t know that it was Everleigh whom he claimed that night. And he admits, the lady was too good for first-timers. He then found himself longing for her body and every time he sees her, his pet always hardened and wanted to dig it deeper to her core.
As Everleigh, shows affection to him, he then used it to claim the woman again and again.
Until one day, Everleigh’s brother found out about it and let Seven choose between marriage or cutting ties with her.
“I’d rather stay away than get married!” it was Seven last words before he left and she never saw him again.
It was too painful for her but she needs to accept it. She was in the process of moving on when an unexpected moment came and she wasn’t prepared for it.
She got pregnant!

They call him my father’s executioner. A man of ice, duty, and lethal precision. Marco Ferraro’s orders were simple: guard me, never touch me.

But when a bullet tears through the night and kills my only real friend, he becomes my constant shadow... a living reminder of the gilded cage I’m desperate to escape.

So I push him. I provoke him. I wear things I know will test his iron control. Because I need to see the man behind the monster.

He warns me that his restraint is the only thing keeping me alive. But when that restraint finally breaks, we don’t just cross the line... we burn the entire world down.

We become a dangerous secret, soaked in blood and raw desire.

The real threat isn’t rival families. It’s my own.

To save me, he’ll have to betray the man who owns his loyalty: my father.

Now Marco faces an impossible choice... protect the woman he’s claimed or honour the vows that will destroy them both.

Synopsis
For twenty-six-year-old Clara Voss, life has always been about order....
Studying Books, silence, and duty, that’s all she’s ever known. Between running the town library and caring for her crippled father, she’s had no room for chaos, risk, or desire.
But when her father’s health begins to fail, desperation forces Clara to search for money in places she never imagined. An innocent job listing seems like a miracle: the government is hiring civilian volunteers for Saint Ridge Penitentiary, the most secure prison in the country; home to the worst of the worst. The pay is absurd. The contract is long. And Clara signs it without reading a single word.
By the time she realizes her mistake, it’s too late.
She and her best friend are sealed inside Saint Ridge, surrounded by killers, con-men, and corrupt power. Yet nothing unnerves her more than Hale Maddox 'inmate 0147' the one they call the Master of Ridge. His name is whispered by guards, feared by inmates, and marked in red on every classified file.

But Hale isn’t interested in escape.
He’s interested in her.
Trapped behind concrete walls and government secrets, Clara learns that danger doesn’t always hide in the shadows. Sometimes it watches you, memorizes you and waits for the perfect moment to claim you.

I have 3 mates!

I’m Faye. Today is the day. The day I have been waiting for for 18 years now. The day my pack banishes me for being an omega. They will send me away like I am some sort of trash, as if I am the absolute worst thing on this planet. I didn’t ask to be born, as an omega no less. I didn’t ask for any of the abuse it brought, nor the sleepless nights and the aching body that comes with it.


In the pack on the West Coast, they hate omegas. They only want to breed the strongest alphas and betas because of the prophecy known around the world. Thus when Faye was born, the first omega in decades, they were very unhappy. At 18, she was banished from her pack for being an omega, causing her to be on the run in order to stay safe. Halfway through her journey, she meets her first mate. Running into trouble with his pack, they head out on the run together until they eventually end up in the world's strongest, most popular pack, finding their other two mates. When the four are all together, the prophecy finally makes sense. And their adventure begins.


I look at Kautious, “Should we do one at a time and share or do we want to each do one?” Kautious tilts his head slightly as he thinks, “I think I’d like to start off sharing, then move to individual, is that okay?” He looks very nervous so I give his hand a reassuring squeeze, “That’s perfectly fine! We can start with Scorpius then!” I look at the alphas who are looking at us with lust and curiosity in their eyes. I blush and answer their unasked question, “We’re going to blow you both until you cum, and then we are going to let you fuck us senseless.”

***Please keep in mind this book has mentions of physical, mental, and emotional abuse as well as violence between packs. Also contains sexual content. If you are easily triggered by any of this, please do not read. ***

Everything at my cozy little inn was perfectly ordinary until the night I saw a dead woman stirring my soup.

Apparently, the Lantern and Lark has been home to six ghosts for years. They know every secret hidden in its walls, disapprove of my terrible love life, and are delighted when Alistair Crowe checks into room seven. He is a travelling necromancer with a sharp tongue, a dangerous reputation, and the inconvenient ability to see them too.

Alistair claims he is only passing through. The ghosts have other plans.

Between their matchmaking schemes and a string of strange disturbances around Bellweather Hollow, my quiet inn becomes livelier than ever. Then one of our spirits disappears, leaving behind a scorch mark no ordinary fire could make. Alistair knows what it means, but the truth could cost me my home, my ghostly family, and the man I am beginning to trust.

Because someone in Bellweather is stealing the dead. And my inn is next.

From the heat of summer nights to the quiet of winter mornings, each book in The Seasons of Us series follows a journey of first love, heartbreak, and the fragile hope of starting over. With every season comes a new chapter, new beginnings, painful goodbyes, and moments that linger long after they’ve passed.

ORIGINALLY ON AMAZON

I was barely a young girl when I was sent to him to be trained to be an assassin.
Marco didn't just turn me into a ruthless killer; he made me a woman.
I was his protégé.
He was my Master - of my mind, body, and soul.
But I wanted more.
I wanted to be HIS WOMAN.
And how long is he going to deny me?


W A R N I N G:
This book is intended for mature audiences and contains explicit sexual content and graphic language. Read this only if the above themes do not offend you. You've been warned.
This book is unedited so you will find some grammatical errors/misspellings.

"Who touched you?"

Lukas didn't ask twice. The servant who brushed against Louise lost his hand before he could scream. No one touches what is his. It is a rule he has enforced for centuries.

He is a Founding Vampire. Unkillable. A monster. He has felt nothing in a thousand years—until he found her.

She is the Anathema. A cursed girl who can decay anything with a touch. The only creature on earth who can stop his heart.

He should have killed her. Instead, he took her.

But the other Monsters are coming. And they will burn the world to control her. And Lukas who has never protected anything but his own existence, discovers he will burn the world right back.

Because she is his and he will let nothing rot her but him.

Ashley, just turning thirty, is stuck with a string of bad dates that keep getting worse. The last of her group of friends to be single, she’s quickly becoming hopeless about finding The One. When a friend convinces her to attend a new-age workshop on making your dreams come true, she gets onto a roller coaster she can’t get off of. The poignant and hilarious comedy of errors begins. The workshop sweeps through her life like a tornado and turns her reality upside down. She is told: visualize it, and he will come. But Ashley takes it seriously, and before she knows it, she’s planning a wedding. There’s only one problem: there’s no groom. Things quickly spiral out of control as one misunderstanding after another occurs, and Ashley’s friends and family find out a wedding is happening, and want to know who the groom is. Backed into a corner, she finds herself having to lie, and to make her wedding planning more and more a reality. Things intensify as Ashley chooses her bridesmaids and is caught in a whirlwind of looking for dresses, choosing a venue, finding a band, and everything else. Soon a date is set, invitations are sent out, and there is no backing out! In the meantime, Ashley is desperately dating, hoping for The One to show up in time! In a shocking ending with a twist, Ashley draws true love into her life in the most unexpected way.

"I could fuck the shit out of you right here and now, Rhea, and nothing would happen to me. My body is ready for you."
He pulls back just enough to look me in the eye, his voice a low growl.
"I dare you to say I can't."
At twenty-two, Rhea Grayson thought heartbreak was the worst thing life could throw at her. She was wrong.
With nowhere else to go, she accepts a job at the lair of a feared Alpha—Adrian Raven, a man known for his cruelty, power, and the way no one ever stays by his side for long. He wants to own her, to control her... yet refuses to claim her.
Rhea is human—or so she believes. Terrified of werewolves and desperate to stay invisible, she has no idea that her existence is tied to an ancient secret. One that could change the balance of power forever.
Adrian is cursed by a force so dark it fuels his rage and hunger. He rejects fate, convinced that love is a weakness that only leads to death. But no matter how hard he fights it, his bond to Rhea grows stronger—more dangerous—with every passing day.
Because some bonds cannot be denied. Some truths refuse to stay buried. And in a world where loving the wrong Alpha can get you killed, desire may be the deadliest mistake of all.

He reached down and found her clit and gently massaged it. She was a virgin, so he tried to control his urge to drive himself into her. He spread her legs even further giving her a questioning look. She smiled and nodded her head. He put himself into her and slowly and gently pushed, he did not want to hurt her.


Nirka is a hybrid, She is the ruler of her Realm. She learns that her father is holding a town meeting in the Royal Council Hall to discuss whether they should help the human race or let it destroy its self. She wants to save humanity, but she falls in love with Devon after rescuing him he is total infatuated with her.

THIS BOOK IS A SEQUEL BUT CAN ALSO BE READ AS A STANDALONE. FOR MORE CONTEXT, READ “THE BILLIONAIRE'S CURE” FIRST

“I want nothing more than to fuck your brains till you remember who the fuck you belong to, Millie.” he breathed,

I leaned closer to him on instinct. I wanted to tell him to do that. To fuck me till my voice became hoarse from screaming his name. But I couldn't risk everything just for a moment with him anymore.

I pulled away, the words tasting bitter as they spilled out of my mouth, “I would never be yours again.”

The evil grin on his face was evidence that he knew how much of a liar I was.
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Years after Heather walked out of her old life, she had gotten almost everything she wanted. A perfect job and amazing friends who cared about her. The only problem was her new boss's cousin who was also her ex-boyfriend.

Heather tried everything to avoid Ethan and the questions he would ask: “Why did she leave him?”

But after she moved in to a new apartment and realized they were neighbors, she couldn't avoid him forever.

Dark secrets from the past uncovered and a mystery person from Heather's old life appeared, their presence threatening to destroy the new life she had built for herself. Or worse. The man she had once left everything for.

As the secrets revealed, Heather had to choose between preserving her multiple identities and keep lying to the people she loves, or come clean to them and risk them hating her forever.

She had to find a way to do both without losing anything. Will she succeed in her quest and get back the love of her life? Or would her worst fear come true when he realized he couldn't love all versions of her?

Laura Jean was never just a ballerina.
She was the paycheck. The perfect daughter. The girl whose bruised feet and forced smiles kept her family afloat… until one bad accident shattered everything.
Six months in a coma cost Laura more than her career. When she wakes up, her boyfriend has moved on with her best friend who stole her spotlight , and her own parents care more about the money she can no longer bring in than the daughter they almost lost.
Returning to Westbridge University was supposed to be her comeback.
Instead, it’s a battlefield. The Ballet Club no longer wants the broken prima ballerina, and no one is willing to partner with a girl they think is one bad fall away from quitting for good.
No one except Killian Vance. Hockey captain. Campus golden boy. Certified playboy.
The kind of guy who leaves destruction in his wake with a smile on his face.
Killian needs one thing to save his NCAA future: passing grades. Laura needs one thing to reclaim the stage: a partner.
So they make a deal. Three months of dance rehearsals. Three months of fake dating.
Three months of pretending not to want each other. But somewhere between late-night practices, jealous exes, and the pressure to prove everyone wrong, the line between fake and real starts to blur.
And for Laura, falling for Killian might be even more dangerous than the accident that nearly destroyed her.

Ever since the day Roman pressed a gun to my head and condemned me as his parents' murderer, I became the most lowly prisoner in this estate.
 
He didn't kill me. Instead, he kept me in line using my dying mother's medical bills and my adopted sister, Callie, as leverage.
 
For three years, he paraded various women into the master bedroom, leaving me to change their tangled sheets; he ground my dignity into the dirt in front of his men, and I swallowed the humiliation in silence.
 
Until the day he wrapped his arm around a pregnant Callie, flaunting her in my face.

I finally broke down, falling to my knees at his feet:
 
"My mother is dying, and Callie is the only family I have left. I'm begging you—direct all your cruelty at me. Just let her go."
 
Roman merely scoffed. Twisting his hand into my hair, he dragged me all the way into the great hall.
 
There, my "terminally ill" mother stood holding a glass of expensive red wine, her face flushed and glowing with health as she smilingly stroked Callie's slightly rounded belly.
 
"Look—it was all a lie." Roman stared at me like I was trash. "Who told you to be so stubborn and refuse to confess? I dropped some spare change, and your mother willingly faked her illness for three years. And your sweet little sister? She calls me her husband in my bed every single day."
 
A brutal chill pierced my bones. I couldn't believe that the very blood relatives I had sacrificed my life to protect were the leeches draining me dry.
 
Roman slammed a Divorce Agreement onto the coffee table. Under the asset division column was an utterly humiliating number: $1.
 
"Callie is pregnant with the family's first-born heir. Be a good girl and sign it—this one dollar is your severance pay."
 
He was so absolutely certain that I would go completely insane at the sight of this pathetic dollar.

He assumed that even with a gun to my head, I would bawl and cling desperately to my title as the Don's wife.
 
But after a brief, dead silence, I signed my name.
 
Then, I picked up that one-dollar coin.
 
"You're right. Our last ten years together are worth exactly one dollar."
 
From this moment on, whether it was my bloodsucking family or the man I had loved for a decade...
 
We were completely, entirely done.

Tripartite Love, Love Triangle

A situation whereby two guys fell in love with the same girl.

Love between Blood

Love between the rich and the poor

Then there's also WHS;

Wearous High School - From the name, WEAROUS..you should already know that it's an high school that welcomes mostly students from wealthy homes.

If you not rich or if you've got no connection or relationship with someone who's prosperous but you still prefer to attend that school, you'ld have no or few friends and of course; so many haters because, you would be disliked for no specific reason.

So in this school and it entire environment, the poor relates with the poor and the wealthy ones relates with their kinds.

Charlotte Pierce is used to surviving in motion. New towns, new schools, the same old house on the edge of nowhere, and the same rule that keeps her standing. Keep her twin brother, Charlie safe. Keep his hockey dream alive. Keep her own needs quiet. She works too much, sleeps too little, and saves the one thing that still feels like hers for the middle of the night, when she can lace up her worn skates and carve freedom into dangerous frozen ice. Charlotte and Charlie shifted once, years ago, and never understood what it meant. They had no pack, no guidance and no protection. Just two twins clinging to each other and pretending the voice in their heads was stress, imagination, or loneliness. Then they move to Wellington.
Blake Atlas scents his mate the moment Charlotte arrives. The bond hits hard and unmistakable, but Charlotte doesn’t recognise it. She doesn’t know why her chest keeps pulling toward the one boy she absolutely cannot afford to want. Blake is Charlie’s new hockey captain. Charlie’s chance at making something good. Charlie makes it clear; his sister is off-limits and Blake tries to do the right thing, but secrets don’t stay buried forever. Rogues prowl the edges of town. The ice cracks. The bond tightens. Then Charlotte’s rare white wolf awakens, the very thing that makes her powerful, also makes her a target.
Shanti needs Shakti. (Peace needs strength.)

Where the Ice Gives Way is a slow-burn YA paranormal romance filled with fated mates, protective alpha energy, fierce sibling loyalty, found family pack bonds, hurt/comfort, and quiet, aching tension. It’s a story about first belonging, learning to be cared for, and what happens when the girl who has always held everyone else up finally falls, and someone catches her.

Anna Brooks expects inheriting her grandmother’s old bookstore to mean dusty shelves, unpaid bills, and a property she’ll probably sell before the year is over. Then she breaks the only rule her grandmother left behind. "Never open an unfinished book after sunset."

That night, a knight falls out of a fantasy novel, a tiny dragon escapes between the shelves, and a dead detective insists Anna help solve his own murder. Suddenly, Brooks & Bindings overflows with characters who were never supposed to leave their stories, and Anna has no idea how to send them back.

Then Thomas Reed appears. He knows the bookstore’s secrets, understands the strange magic inside its books, and claims he knew Anna’s grandmother better than Anna ever did. He also insists he isn’t one of the escaped characters, even though Anna can’t find any proof that Thomas existed before the night everything changed.

As Anna tries to keep her increasingly chaotic bookstore under control, she discovers a locked book hidden among her grandmother’s belongings.

The cover bears her name. Inside are chapters describing Anna’s childhood with terrifying accuracy. And the story is still being written.

Now Anna must uncover what her grandmother was protecting, decide whether Thomas can be trusted, and discover why an unfinished book seems to know what will happen to her before she does.

Because some stories are meant to be read, some are meant to be finished. And some were never supposed to escape.

She wasn't supposed to survive the night.

On her eighteenth birthday, Lydia runs. Broken, bleeding, and out of options. Her stepfather had already sold her. The buyer was waiting. The only direction left was the one no human ever chose: into the forest that belonged to the wolves.

Alpha King Eric has one rule. Humans don't cross his borders and live to tell about it.

He breaks it.

He tells himself it's strategy. That keeping her close is safer than letting her go. That the way his wolf goes silent when she's near means nothing.
He's wrong about all of it.

Lydia isn't looking for a savior. She's looking for a way out. Out of the past, out of the fear, out of the version of herself that learned to disappear. What she finds instead is a world with its own rules, its own dangers, and an Alpha who watches her like she's either a threat or something he doesn't have a word for yet.

When his parents move against her and she runs again, Eric has to choose.

Broken Borders is book one of the Where the Wild Claims You series, a dark paranormal romance about a girl who survives, a king who bends, and a bond neither of them is ready to name.

She is the master of her ordinary life: a mother, a wife, a lover of late-night coffee, and a connoisseur of quiet, mundane routines. What her sleeping family—and the entire world—doesn't know is that she is also a witch, and her mundane schedule is the only thing keeping her volatile secret safe.

But the night air is heavy with danger she can no longer ignore. A deep, unsettling growl pulls her from the calming glow of the TV. An irresistible, deep-seated urge overrides all logic, drawing her to the window.

She isn't met with terror, but with two massive, inviting red eyes belonging to a jet-black wolf—a creature as tall and powerful as a truck. Instead of fear, she feels a potent curiosity, an unexpected comfort that makes her step out into the night and run her fingers through his dark, electric fur. In that touch, her carefully constructed world shatters, replaced by a sudden, protective warmth and a dangerous sense of belonging.

The wolf is no phantom. He is the Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, and he came to observe the strange scent he detected nearby. But nothing prepared him for the woman who smells of both wolf and witch, and whose touch sends a forbidden shock through his powerful body. She is not his fated mate, yet the desire to protect her is instant and overwhelming.

When the black wolf returns the following night, she doesn't hesitate. She climbs onto his massive back, leans into his ear, and whispers a command she instantly regrets: "Take me away."

Her quiet life is a lie, her family is asleep, and the colossal wolf who haunts her nights has just become her ride into the heart of a dangerous, hidden world.

Boomer’s story is about a boy split into three lives — before, during, and after Penelope Vales. Before her, he was just a kid running from a broken past, enlisting in the army to prove himself and earning his nickname through failure, grit, and loyalty. During her, he fell quietly, painfully, for the girl he could never have, standing beside her boyfriend and forcing himself to swallow what he felt while still protecting her in every way he could. After her, and after things crumbled with Mila, he’s left adrift — no uniform, no love, no clear identity — and has to learn how to rebuild himself piece by piece, to stop defining his worth by battles or by people he couldn’t keep, and finally figure out who he is when all that’s left is him.

After inheriting a quiet little inn, Elowen Maris expects nothing more exciting than difficult guests and slow business. Then she wakes one night able to see ghosts and discovers several have been living at the inn for years. Things become even stranger when Lucien, a mysterious necromancer, checks in and can see them too. The ghosts quickly decide he belongs there and begin pushing the two reluctant strangers together. But when one of the ghosts suddenly vanishes, Elowen discovers the inn may be hiding something far older than its walls.

I am trapped, there is no other way to go back and I will never be free from the bonds of fate that have been written in the record of my life.

I'm a big fan of fantasy stories, but never thought they would feel real at this point. As he moved quickly toward me, gripped my arm tightly and pulled me into his warm embrace.

"I found you!"

"What?"

"What's your name?"

"Hah?"

"Your name?!"

"Seline."

"Seline,"he let go of the hug, then looked at me fixedly. His slightly dark brown irises suddenly turned silver in a matter of seconds, then my eyes widened perfectly when he finished his sentence.

"Now, you're mine Seline! Only Mine!"

His lips immediately covered mine suddenly...

For a moment I heard a whisper, "Your destiny has begun my daughter."

When Seraph is sacrificed to a feral Monster King by her own people, she expects death. But he isn’t what she imagined. Instead of striking her down, his first words are “Mine.”

Cursed for centuries, Anzel’s power is fading, yet only Seraph can survive his shadowed realm, uncover the truth behind the legends, and face a love that could save him… or destroy them both.

As a dark plague consumes Lydian and old enemies close in, their forbidden bond becomes a beacon of hope—and a target. To survive, she must unravel the lies that sent her here, and he must decide if his love is worth shattering a thousand-year-old vow.

In a world built on sacrifice, can a human girl’s courage and a monster king’s mercy rewrite their destiny? Or will the truth destroy them both?

My father died owing the Callahan family a blood debt. His payment? Me and my sister—married off to their sons.

I woke up reborn on the night they buried him.

Standing in that funeral chamber, watching the lawyer crack open the sealed will, I discovered I could suddenly hear thoughts. My sister Vivienne's voice ripped through my head: Not marrying that butcher. No way in hell.

She lunged forward and grabbed Adrian—the refined bastard son who looked like a lawyer instead of a mobster. The same "perfect gentleman" I married in my past life.

Which left me with Dominic Callahan. The scarred heir. The Executioner.

Last time around, Vivienne married Dominic and got beaten down for years. I married Adrian and lived like a queen.

I almost laughed out loud.

Because she has no idea—this time, she's the one who grabbed the monster.

On the night of her tenth wedding anniversary, Evelyn Ashford bled out on her own marble floor—poisoned by the husband she spent a decade building an empire for.
With her dying breath, she learned the horrifying truth:

Her marriage was a lie. Her best friend was his mistress. And the son she raised wasn't hers. Her biological child had been stolen at birth, abandoned somewhere in the country’s vast orphanage network while her husband quietly drained her fortune.

Then, her eyes snapped open.

Evelyn wakes up three years in the past, her memories intact and the taste of poison still fresh on her tongue. This time, she isn't playing the dutiful wife. She is playing the predator.

To destroy her husband's empire and recover her stolen son, Evelyn strikes a dangerous bargain with the three powerful titans of Blackwood Enterprises—Gale’s fiercest rivals:

Darren Blackwood: The cold, ruthless CEO who rules the corporate underworld, Aaron Whitmore: The brilliant financial genius who locks down her assets and Caleb Sinclair: The charismatic strategist who turns public relations into a weapon.

What begins as a cold business alliance quickly ignites into something far more intoxicating—and dangerous. Because as Evelyn uncovers the secrets of her past life, she realizes her rebirth was no accident… and the three men standing guard over her were bound to her long before fate rewound the clock.

In her past life, she gave everything and died a victim.

In this lifetime, she’s taking everything back.

In Valmere, magic is ranked—and those without it are meant to be forgotten.

Serina has lived her entire life invisible in the city’s Lower Rings, where survival leaves no room for longing. But when she breaks into a forbidden shrine and awakens the legendary World-End Dragon, everything changes. The power burning beneath her skin is uncontrollable, intoxicating—and deadly.

Sent to eliminate her is Alaric Nightfall, the High Council’s most feared enforcer. Cold, devastatingly magnetic, and sworn to eradicate forbidden magic, Alaric has never hesitated before. Until Serina. From the moment their eyes meet, something dangerous ignites—an unspoken pull that coils tighter with every stolen glance, every charged moment where duty collides with desire.

Hunted by the Council and bound together by secrets neither can escape, Serina and Alaric are forced into a reluctant partnership that smolders with tension. Her raw fire threatens to unravel his perfect control, while his presence awakens a hunger she never knew she was allowed to feel.

Because when dragonfire stirs and hearts betray their orders, desire becomes the most powerful—and perilous—magic of all.

Clara Vale lost her award, her career, and her dignity on the same red carpet.

The world thought she ran to hide.

They were wrong.

She ran to the only place that had ever made her feel clean: a mountain town above the snowline, where a quiet rescue captain named Elias Roan had lived in her secret account, her unfinished letters, and her heart for three years.

But shame follows fast. So does the man who ruined her.

And when Clara's past climbs the mountain to destroy her one last time, Elias may be the only person willing to stand between her and the crowd.

I’m in love with my sworn enemy.
My touch tames his inner beast.
… Until I find another woman’s bite mark on his neck.

As a holy witch, I shouldn't be sneaking out for Zuri—a cursed shape-shifter from a rival clan.
But our forbidden heat is intoxicating.
When his monstrous Primal breaks free, slaughtering everything in its path, even his fiercest warriors cower.
I don't.
I walk straight to the blood-soaked beast, press my body against his, and tame him with a single, desperate embrace.

There’s just one problem: his clan betrothed him to a Shaman’s daughter.

I tell myself it's purely political. I tell myself his heart is mine.
Until tonight.
He sneaks into the woods for me. We share a deep, hungry kiss under the moonlight.
But as I pull back, my blood runs cold.
Right there, on the neck of the man I just risked my soul to save...
Is a fresh, undeniable bite mark.

Once humiliated for his pathetic “mushroom” dick, Kain died a frustrated virgin. Reborn as Xian Rui with a massive eight-inch monster cock, infinite stamina, and the Romantic Quest System, he now has one sinful mission: conquer the hearts and bodies of 100 legendary women.

Now armed with new confidence and depraved skills, he sets his sights on untouchable beauties — starting with the fiery sword saintess Mei Xiolan. No more shame, only raw pleasure and endless conquest.

Will Xian Rui satisfy every goddess and become the God of Depravity’s successor, or drown in a hundred legendary bodies?

The Vane family has carried the vampire's curse for generations. Of every pair of twin sisters born into our bloodline, one will not live to see twenty-five.

Everyone assumed it was my sister — the one always coughing up blood.

Nobody knew that for twenty years, every full moon, the one gritting her teeth through the pain, never making a sound, was me.

The Divine took pity on me and gave me three chances. Win the genuine love of my parents, my brother, or my husband — any one of them — and the curse would lift.

Three chances. Three failures.

The only hope I had left was the baby inside me, seven months along. Bring him into this world, and I'd live.

Then my husband kicked open my hospital room door. My own brother pulled on a surgical gown and picked up a knife. My parents signed the forms outside.

They were going to cut me open, take the last thing keeping me alive, and use it to save my "cursed" sister.

After my life slipped away entirely, the truth came out.

So why is it that the people who sent me to my death are the ones who lost their minds?

In my first life, my fiancé helped his sister frame me for a fatal hit-and-run.

I went to prison, my mother died begging for my freedom, and the lawyer who tried to save me lost everything.

When I woke up on the afternoon of the crash, I didn't run from the police.

I made sure they arrested me first.

This book has a dark tone, as it's a reverse harem novel featuring themes of betrayal, surprises, and rape scenes. If you are uncomfortable with these elements, I recommend not reading this book.

A young woman who is unaware of her own power unknowingly attracts the affection of five mobsters. It's not intentional on her part, as she doesn't realize the feelings are mutual, given her own attraction to them.

These five men are completely possessive and infatuated with her. She can't deny her feelings for them, even though she is just an ordinary maid.

However, to them, she is more than just a maid.

She is their woman, their princess.

In my last life, I needed five million dollars to pay for my mother’s treatment. So I signed a three-year marriage contract with Everett and became the Mrs. Thorne everyone envied.

But throughout those three years, his heart belonged to Celeste, the woman he had never gotten over after she left for Europe.

She came back the day we buried my mother.

The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, Everett snapped at me over the phone for bothering him during surgery.

And when I took my last breath in a hospital bed, he was in France attending a conference with Celeste.

Until the moment I died, he never came to see me. Not even once.

Then I opened my eyes and found myself back on the day of my mother’s funeral.

Her body had barely been laid to rest, yet that evening, Everett raised his glass at a charity gala and announced that Celeste would become the new chief of neurosurgery at Thorne Medical Group. He looked at her with a tenderness he had never shown me, and the sight of it hurt.

The entire room applauded them.

No one remembered that I had buried my mother that very day.

I picked up a glass of red wine, walked straight over, and threw it in Everett’s face.

“A bitch and a bastard. What a perfect match. Hope it lasts forever.”

I pulled off my wedding ring and tossed it into the champagne tower. As glass shattered and cameras flashed around me, I turned and walked away.

Behind me, Everett said through clenched teeth, “Without the Thorne family, you’re nothing.”

He had no idea that I would never go back to him again.

I spent three hundred years winning Varen Ashworth's war. Bled for him. Handed him my army, my secrets, the healing blood from my own chest. He'd be nothing without me.
On his coronation day, he announced his queen—and it wasn't me. It was Elara. Some trembling, doe-eyed girl he'd pulled out of a Demon camp. He told me I could stay on as her handmaid.
I laughed, voided the contract, and walked out.
Because I've lived this life before. Last time, I exposed Elara. Saved his throne. He thanked me—then slaughtered my entire bloodline.
This time, I'm not saving anyone.
This time, I'll watch him figure out exactly what kind of woman he picked over me. And when his whole world comes apart—he'll be on his knees, begging the one person who could've stopped it.
I won't be listening.

She called him a shameless con man. She didn't know he was a killer the whole underworld feared.

Elizabeth Williams doesn't trust charming men—especially ones who show up out of nowhere claiming to be her savior. Caesar doesn't care what she thinks. He's not here to charm her. He's here to keep her alive, one way or another.

She sees an arrogant fraud chasing her money.
He sees a woman too stubborn to admit she needs him.

Neither one is ready for what happens when the mask finally comes off.