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Riley leans in, pressing his lips to hers in a soft, gentle kiss. Sofia responds, her lips parting as she deepens the kiss. Danny and Leo watch for a moment, then join in, their hands roaming over Sofia’s body as they kiss her neck and shoulder.

I watch, my own body reacting to the sight of my girl being kissed by my best friends. I would lie if I said I wouldn't rather take her all to myself, but I know they care for her and like her so damn much, just the way I do, and I can't help but feel warm at the thought of her getting this much love for once in her life.


To everyone else, Sofia looks like a quiet, shy girl who loves books more than people. Some even wonder if she lives in the library. But there’s a reason why she’s scared to go home; she overheard her parents planning to sell her to some rich mafia man so they could become rich themselves. Trying her best to avoid her house, she gets kidnapped by four men who planned to use her to hurt her husband-to-be. But the more time they spend with her, the more they fall in love, yes, all four of them.

Will they push their feelings aside to take down the mafia leader, or will they keep her to themselves?"

He kills without mercy. She loves without reason. And nothing will stop her from having him.

For three years, Mafia leader Conner O’Neill has felt eyes on him. A phantom touch in the night. Perfume lingering on his pillows. Warm cookies in his oven. Enemies' heads delivered to his doorstep, gift-wrapped in bloodied silk. It isn’t fear that coils in his gut—it’s fascination. Someone is watching him. Someone who knows him. Someone who kills for him.

Her name is Sage—and she’s been his shadow since the night he unknowingly stole her heart with a bullet to another man’s brain. For her, it was love at first sight. Violent. Beautiful. Inevitable. Raised in darkness, owned by a monster, Sage was never meant to love. But Conner changed that. And she’s been his ever since, waiting for the day she can step out of the shadows and into his arms.

But the man who owns her doesn’t let go of his toys. And the man she loves doesn’t know she exists—yet.

She’s done watching. It’s time he learns the truth.

He belongs to her. And she’ll kill anyone who tries to take him away.

Elena is captured by a rival pack after an attack that resulted in the death of her family members. Reduced to the role of an Omega, she endures hard labor amidst mockery and ostracism from fellow Omegas.

Fate intervenes when she is assigned to serve the pack's Luna. Eventually, she aids the new Alpha in escaping an accusation of patricide after his father's death.

Will she choose to assist him in reclaiming his honor and rightful position, despite knowing he was responsible for her father's death? And what will happen when she discovers he is her fated mate?

"Gold in her eyes, fire in her soul".

Jean Taylor, billionaire extraordinaire, seems like a regular crazy-rich woman (if that can be considered regular) to everyone, except for one thing; nobody knows who she is or exactly where she comes from. She has made sure everything is well-hidden with good reason.

The knowledge of who she is and where she comes from will liquefy the human brain.

Who is she? Where is she from? And how on earth can she slice a man open with just one look?

Find out in this thrilling story about a woman who is one part ruthless billionaire (who just so happens to love foot massages) and another part lost queen (who walks between dimensions trying to save her kingdom -and her horse).

Oh, and did I mention her amazing powers passed down through generations? Raw power that can take any form she wills them to take?

What an exciting adventure this is about to be!

“I don't care about getting married, all I want is you even if this is the first time you are seeing me. I have always loved you since when I can remember. Can't you please be my groom?"
She said and I almost burst out laughing.

This bitçh must be crazy. The sex was really great. She is really good in bed but I am no lady's groom. I'm a free bird and I will always be free...

Meet Lee Chun, the son of a billionaire, he is super handsome and oh yes! He is a sëx freak.
Lee Chun's many sexual exploits with the ladies has earned him then nickname Sëx God.
He is a real time player who doesn't believe in love....
Meet Ji-a, a beautiful bold orphan girl, who has no one but herself and her lovely heart.
What happens when these two very different souls meet? Find out in this blockbuster novel.

In the ruthless, power-scaled world of the Moon-Crag Hegemony, strength is everything. The Demonic Lycan Cultivators rule by the law of the fang, their authority legally absolute, verified by the terrifying potency of their bloodline scent. For thirty years, King Vaelor bedded hundreds of women to secure a male heir to the Blood-Claw Throne, only to sire six powerful daughters.
When the True Queen finally birthed a son, the empire held its breath.
But the newborn emerged completely scentless. He possessed no beast core, no fangs, and no animalistic qi. Deeming the child a talentless mortal defect and a stain on the royal lineage, King Vaelor brutally ripped the baby from his weeping mother's arms and threw him into the frozen briar patches of the forbidden Deadwood Forest to die.
They thought he was empty. They were dead wrong.
The primitive shamans only knew how to smell common beasts. They didn't realize the boy was born with the mythical Divine Void Dantian—a legendary, ancient meridian structure that rejects primitive animalistic qi because it was built to swallow the primordial spiritual energy of the cosmos itself.
Rescued by a disgraced Heretic Immortal, the boy—Kael—is raised in absolute secrecy. For fourteen years, he undergoes a brutal, bone-shattering cultivation crucible, mastering forbidden cosmic laws that predate the werewolf race.
Now, the old King is dead, the royal bloodline is fractured, and a tyrannical usurper hunts Kael's long-lost sisters like common strays. Stepping out of the forbidden forest as a nameless human stray, Kael encounters a dying werewolf girl running from palace executioners.
The wolves open their jaws, expecting an easy human slaughter. They don't smell danger.
They don't realize that the trash the kingdom discarded fourteen years ago has returned to turn their entire world inside out.

He built the world. The world killed him. Now he's trapped inside it.

Caius Vael was the most brilliant game architect of his generation. He designed Aethoria from the ground up, every dungeon, every monster, every rule. Then he died at his desk at 3:14 AM, killed by a bug in his own code. Or so he thought.

He wakes up inside Aethoria with no class, no stats, and no System recognition. Just a cold error message floating where his name should be. The world he built is three hundred years older, players are trapped with no way out, and something living beneath the game has been feeding on them in silence for centuries.

Nobody can see him or help him. The System itself wants him deleted. But here is what the System does not know. He wrote the System.

Every backdoor, every buried secret. Every crack in the foundation of this world. He put them there. And now he is going to use every single one to burn this prison to the ground.

The problem is he was never supposed to be the hero of this story. He was supposed to be the key.
And what he is about to unlock should never see the light.

“Get away from me,” Aria said, her voice unsteady.

Aston didn’t move away. No, he leaned in, the blade she held against his neck piercing through just enough to draw a thin line of red.

He smiled.

“Careful, my lady,” he murmured. “Your hands are shaking.”

Her grip tightened on the hilt.

“Now look at him,” Aston continued softly. “Look at your son… and tell me whose eyes he has.”

There was absolute silence.

“Your stepbrother’s?” His smile sharpened. “Or the man that claimed you that night?”

~
Five years ago, all Aria wanted was for her stepbrother, Liam, to say “take my hand” and defend her. Instead she woke up in his bed; drugged, disgraced, and left to carry the blame and the label of a ‘whore’.

Now she’s back with a child, but to regain her reputation, she has to marry Aston Beaumont, a ghost with a million layers, a murderer, and the man about to betray her grandfather.

It should have been simple.

Save her grandfather. Restore her reputation. Then leave. That is, until her stepbrother returns, not with guilt or shame, but with obsession, dangerously wanting her back like he never let her go.

And the more he pushes, the more dangerous Aston becomes.

Because Aston Beaumont doesn’t chase.

He takes.

Lucia Mendez is an orphan and the only heiress of the banking empire of the Mendez dynasty, regal, poised, elegant and kind to a fault. She falls in love with David and he manipulates her into signing her estate and vast wealth over to him. On the day of their wedding, David leaves her stranded at the altar choosing to elope with her best friend Yvonne leaving Lucia with nothing but the pregnancy he didn't know she was carrying.

Distraught and with nothing in her name, Lucia crawls to the front of the church altar, slits her wrist and with every drop of blood that falls at the altar she vows her revenge before falling unconscious.

5 years later, Lucia who is now rich and powerful, arrives in the scene of the high and mighty in society and with her comes a storm that will change the fate of each and everyone who crossed paths with her. She is bound by destiny to avenge her everything that happened to her including losing her child, for every drop of blood that fell 5 years, she will take each and everyone of them out and reclaim the empire that is her's.

Revenge isn't a game, it's her destiny.

Ryan loves me deeply—at least that's what everyone says. Seven years together, we look like the perfect couple to outsiders. But only I know he's betrayed me three times.

The first time was three years ago. His brother died saving him, leaving behind his widow Sophia—Ryan's unforgettable first love. He married her behind my back. When I found out, I completely fell apart. I have dignity. I refuse to be the other woman. I wanted to leave, but he begged on his knees. "This is just to take care of my sister-in-law. Once I find the truth about my brother's death, I'll divorce her. Then we can get married."

I believed him. I forgot that a man never lets go of a lost love he's gotten back.

The second time was at last year's company anniversary. In front of everyone, he introduced Sophia as his wife. I watched them on stage, a knife through my heart. That night he explained, "It's just for show. Once everything's over, we can be together."

I believed him again.

The third time was two weeks ago. Surveillance footage showed Ryan with Sophia entering a hotel room. I rushed to confront him, but heard her voice outside his office. "Ryan, I'm pregnant. It's your baby."

Through the crack in the door, I see him hesitate. In that instant I understand.

He's going to keep her.

He spots me and rushes out in a panic. "It was an accident! Let me explain! After she has the baby, I'll give her money and make her leave. She won't be in our lives anymore!"

In that moment, I finally wake up. There will be no future for us.

In my past life, I exposed my cousin Isolde's deadly secret just to save Darius from absolute ruin, binding myself to him in a Soul Pact instead.

My reward?

At three months pregnant, Darius chained me to a water dungeon altar, carved my stomach open alive, and smashed our unborn child to pieces right in front of my eyes—all as a twisted sacrifice to my cousin who supposedly "died for love."

When I opened my eyes again, I was right back at the Pact Selection Ceremony.

Watching him pull her into his arms like some priceless treasure, I simply smiled and took a tactful step back.

In this life, I am going to sit back and watch the two of them burn in hell together.

For years, I believed a rival family had stolen my children. Four of them — two baby boys, then my newborn twins. Every time, my husband wept. He swore revenge. He held me while I screamed myself sick.
Tonight I went down to the basement looking for him. The door was open a crack. He was kissing another woman.
"I threw both incubators off the cliff myself," he laughed. "Didn't even blink."
He killed all four. To clear a path for his mistress's son.
He runs the family now. He thinks grief has broken me — that I'll spend the rest of my life crying in the bed we shared.
He forgot one thing. I'm the old don's daughter. This family was never his.
It's mine.

After three years of marriage, the first thing my husband did upon waking from his vegetative state was to humiliate me for my stepsister. I once thought that my three years of devoted care would earn me a shred of his affection, only to discover that he had always loved the woman who stole everything from me including my identity. For her sake, he forced me to leave with nothing and had me blacklisted throughout the city.

But what they didn't know was that the woman they discarded like a piece of trash would shed her apron and become a legendary racer who struck fear into the hearts of the entire racing world. When my husband's archrival extended an olive branch to me, this game of revenge began—who will ultimately be the winner?

I loved Julian for ten years, carving every sweat-stained day into my love for him.
He once said I shined brighter than any gold medal.
Yet in five short minutes, he handed my dream, my glory, and my whole world to a scheming transfer girl.
Betrayed, discarded, and broken on the fencing strip, I lost my first love and everything I fought for.
Until the retired cold Olympic champion stepped out of the dark midnight shadows.
He offered me hellish training and a sharp blade of revenge.
I buried my soft heart, handed over my soul, and vowed to make every traitor pay.

My husband handed me divorce papers at 2 AM—right after he'd had his way with me. Three years of marriage, and he never once believed I was anything but a scheming woman who trapped him. He said he wanted his real love back. I said I wanted our daughter.
He laughed and told me I couldn't afford to raise her alone.
He was right about one thing: I needed money. So I took the only job that could change everything. He showed up at the presentation as the client. When he saw my work, his face went pale. He accused me of plagiarizing a famous designer—the very genius who had saved his company years ago.
He has no idea.
That genius is me.
And he's about to find out exactly who he just let go.

For five years of secret marriage to Sebastian Hawthorne—one of New York's most powerful attorneys—he still refused to let our son Quinn call him "Daddy" in public.
At the firm, I was his on-call senior associate, the invisible workhorse cleaning up his messes and handling his impossible cases. At home, I was the single mother who stopped waiting up for a husband who never came home for dinner.
Everyone knew the new intern, Delilah Vance, was his favorite—a federal judge's daughter, his hand-picked "rising star."
I used to believe that if I worked hard enough, if Quinn behaved perfectly, the heart beneath all that arrogance would eventually soften.
Until that rainy night when he threw his wife of five years and their son out of their own home to comfort Delilah over some fabricated stalker scare.
And while Quinn collapsed in my arms, gasping through a severe allergic reaction, Sebastian was raising champagne with that woman at an impossible-to-book French restaurant, celebrating her win in a pointless mock trial.
Watching my son's pale face and the hope slowly dying in his eyes, five years of one-sided devotion finally reached its verdict.
The case is closed, Sebastian. I'm done.

Syria has always obeyed. Not because she wanted to but because disobedience meant punishment. Or worse, death for the only person she still loves. Controlled by her uncle, silenced by fear, she's spent her life surviving. But on the day of her cousin’s wedding, something inside her finally snaps.Dressed like a bride, paraded like property, she was meant to smile and stay quiet. Instead, she picks up a brush and paints a nightmare, exposing the truth in front of the entire pack. It was supposed to be her rebellion. Her first and final act of defiance before disappearing forever.Then he sees her.An Alpha, cold, powerful, and dangerous, drawn to the fire. And for the first time in her life, Syria chooses something for herself. Something reckless. She asks for one night with him. One night to feel free, to feel like she belongs to no one but herself.But freedom comes with a price.Now they’re bound by more than just heat and instinct. And Syria realizes it was too late…

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?

"Knock on this door over the noise one more time, and you're dead!"
Calling the cops was useless, and I was too broke to move.
Driven practically insane, I recklessly tore open the black box from the dark web—the seller promised that if I just followed the instructions, it would "eliminate the noise at the source."
Less than half an hour later, the deafening rager upstairs completely stopped.
Three mornings later, a homicide detective pounded furiously on my door.
"The father and son upstairs are dead."

Chen Ming was transmigrated into a cultivation world with a super cheat gaming system. He will soar through heaven while living his life as he pleased!

An arrange marriage in the 21st century, a cruel husband, and a runaway wife. As per her adopted parents’ wishes, Annalise was forced to marry her adoptive step-brother and spend the rest of her life with this oh-so-gorgeous husband. If you think about it, there isn’t much of a problem. Her adopted parents are nice people, and she had a good life even after her parents died. The only problem is that her soon-to-be husband has always despised her, and he had a girlfriend who abandoned him after learning of their planned marriage.
Their marriage did not turn out the way they had hoped. He has caused her a great deal of pain. She bolted from him. He was left on his own, devastated from her disappearance.
Will their long-awaited romance get a second chance? Is it true that love is sweeter the second time around?

Lunch passed in a flash, and before I knew it, we were heading back to classes. Realizing I had forgotten a book in my locker, I hurried off to retrieve it. As I leaned against the locker beside mine, checking my schedule which was taped to the locker door, I felt warm breath brush against my cheek.

"Excuse me."

Startled, I jumped and, in my surprise, flung the heavy calculus textbook I was holding backward. A grunt followed, and I turned around to see the person behind me now doubled over, clutching a part of their face.

"Oh no! I am so, so sorry!" I exclaimed, mortified.

When he finally looked up, the first thing that caught my eye was his neatly styled dark hair, smooth and inviting. My gaze traveled down to his chiseled jawline and broad shoulders. Without realizing it, I was biting my lip as I took in the sight of this near-perfect figure. His muscles tensed as he moved his hand, revealing an amber eye that stared back at me.

It was him.

The most popular—and feared—guy in school.

And there I stood, having just clocked him with my calculus textbook.

I'm in so much trouble.

Grace has a secret—one that could shatter her family. She is in love with Hunter, her sister Helena’s husband, and the guilt is suffocating. So when their mother and Helena ask her to be Helena’s surrogate, Grace agrees, hoping this sacrifice will atone for her forbidden feelings. But carrying their baby might be the very thing that destroys her.
If she is pregnant, once the baby is born, she knows she must leave—escape the torment of watching the man she loves build a life with someone else.
But before she even finds out if she’s carrying their child, tragedy strikes, leaving Grace to pick up the broken pieces of their family. As grief and secrets collide, she is forced to navigate a path where love, loyalty, and betrayal blur, leading her toward an impossible choice.

Elysia Vivienne Montgomery is an architect who had a good life. A job at the biggest firm in the city, a fiance she loves and a wedding on the way.
But it all came crashing down when she finds out that her fiancé is actually dating someone else. Oh, that someone else is her sister/cousin
She broke up and tried to pick up the pieces of her broken heart.

While nursing a broken heart six months later, Elysia received an invitation to their wedding, which she planned by the way, they did not change anything she did. Maybe one or two.

To shut some people up, who thought she would be too heartbroken to show up. She went, with a guy she randomly met while being in a bar, as her plus one.

Will he be more than just a plus one?

"Babygirl?" I asked again confused. "I call my submissive my baby girl. That's a preference of mine. I like to be called Daddy." He said which instantly turned me on. What the hell is wrong with me? "


Iris was so excited to leave her small town home in Ohio to attend college in California. She wanted to work for a law firm one day, and now she was well on her way. The smell of the ocean air was a shock to her senses when she pulled up to Long beach, but everything was so bright and beautiful. The trees were different, the grass, the flowers, the sun, everything was different. The men were different here. Professor Ryker Lorcane was different. He was intelligent but dark. Strong but steady. Everything the boys back home were not.


I moaned loudly as he pulled out and pushed back in slowly each time going a little deeper. "You feel so good baby girl," he said as he slid back in. "Are you ready to be mine?" He said looking at me with those dark carnal eyes coming back into focus. I shook my head, yes, and he slammed into me hard. "Speak." He ordered. "Yes Daddy, I want to be yours," I said loudly this time.

She was his weakness. He was her nightmare.

Aanya Verma is a quiet, soft-spoken girl from a small town who moves to the city for college. With dreams of becoming a teacher and making her late mother proud, she keeps her head down and avoids trouble.
Rafael "Raaz" Singh is the ruthless, feared leader of the Black Viper Syndicate. Cold, calculated, and dangerously charming, he has built his empire on blood, fear, and loyalty.

What happens when the innocent soul saves the devil itself and now the devil itself has made her his obsession.
will she able to fight him or surrender before his obsession.

Raina Winters, Alpha Kian Tara’s female Beta, is keeping a secret from her Alpha believing she would never be accepted by her Alpha as a desirable mate and suitable Luna. For years, she has watched her fated mate love another while she suffered in silence lingering too close to death until her Alpha and his childhood sweetheart break up, wanting to find his fated mate. Even after the break up, she still keeps her secret. Too afraid to believe he’d ever see her beyond his Beta, she keeps silent.

When the Elder Council puts pressure on Alpha Kian to produce a heir and to ultimately select his Luna, her Alpha and her twin sister offer a medical solution only to have it backfire when faced with the realities of archaic werewolf traditions. Now forced to choose a Luna, Alpha Kian reveals his one and only choice is his trusted Beta.

As hidden secrets surface, can they navigate through the chaos or will the fire of all these secrets consume them? Will they rise above to fight against the treachery and corruption that still stand in their way or will they only be a casualties in a war they never knew existed?

"Baby, I've missed you so much,” he growled.

“Really? I'm not so sure” Taylor rubbing her body all over his, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body.

“Fuck, baby You're going to make me take you right here. We need to stop.”

“Whyy?” She whined, still touching him everywhere.

“You want me to take you here? Right in the open, with the possibility of people walking in on us?” He groaned in her ear.

“I'm not sure I hate that idea” she smirked.


Taylor was abandoned as an infant in the Bluemoon pack by her mother and she was turned into the pack maid, lower than the Omegas. But when she changed into her wolf, she actually was a remarkably strong breed. She decided to keep it hidden.
She found her mate was the Alpha's brother, and he was in a relationship with her bully, Megan. Instead of rejecting her, he decided to keep her as a means to bolster his strength. Taylor found a way to make the rejection happen, and she ran away.

Amidst her escape, a deadly disease ravaged the werewolf kingdom, born from the bite of feral wolves. This malady, immune to the healing properties of wolf blood, brought suffering and death without cure. Taylor's path collided with one of these feral wolves in the forest, a meeting she presumed would be her demise. Miraculously, her blood saved the feral wolf and she discovered he was her second chance mate.

They began to build their own pack in the unclaimed lands until they were attacked, and her mate finally remembered where he was from: He was an Alpha in a formerly strong kingdom, suffered by a covetous cousin who forced him to go feral so he can take over the kingdom.

Now, Taylor's destiny as the last Pure Blood Wolf emerges as the key to salvation for the werewolf kingdom. Will Taylor and her second-chance mate triumph over the darkness to restore their kingdom, or will their efforts unleash an even greater threat?

As the youngest member of the wealthy Lustrelle family, Camille Rose Lustrelle enjoyed a lifestyle that most could only dream of. Glamorous parties, designer labels and sleek, fast cars were her everyday norm. Indulgence wasn’t just a luxury for her; it was her lifestyle. However, all good things must come to an end.

When her father, her closest ally, put his foot down and her brothers sided with her mother, Camille had no choice but to step up or lose it all. Being thrust into the family business was the last thing she ever wanted, but now it was a matter of do or die. The carefree days of leisure were gone, replaced by responsibilities and expectations in a world she wasn’t quite prepared for.

Holland W. Larson, Chief Human Resources Officer at Lustrelle Jewellers, had no time for nonsense, least of all from spoilt brats with no work ethic. Her icy demeanour kept everyone at a distance — a price she was willing to pay to maintain order and efficiency in her domain. Over the years, she had built a sterling reputation based on hard work and unrelenting discipline. She didn’t tolerate mistakes, nor did she have patience for rich kids playing office.

From their first meeting, it wasn't just sparks that flew; they set the air ablaze. Camille’s playful charm collided with Holland’s glacial demeanour, creating a storm of tempers and sharp words. Yet beneath the friction, there was something neither could deny: moments of raw intensity that left them both shaken and unsettled.

Their connection was undeniable, but love is never easy. With family pressures, personal insecurities, and old scars pulling them apart, they had to choose whether to stay safe in their separate worlds or risk everything to meet in the middle.

When Eliza takes a position as a healer in the Red Timber Wolves Pack, she has no idea that she is close to the man who once stole her heart. James, the devoted Alpha, is shocked to see Eliza, the simple country woman who broke his heart three years be-fore. James still loves her, and is shocked to discover that Eliza does not remember him, their engagement…or their passionate love affair.

“James just could not understand. She remembered everything of their story, of their short life together. Elizabeth remembered their meeting, she remembered everything he’d told her, she even remembered the name he’d given her to call him.

But why, when the first thing she had ever known about him was how he looked, could she not remember his face?

James thought of jealousy at the persona he had created in her mind, of the wolf that now had a life of its own and an identity different to him. A wolf that now commanded Elizabeth’s loyalty even after years of absence.

A wolf that, apparently, no longer looked like him.

James felt a rush of irrational jealousy for his past self, his self that could act without consequence, that could love his mate without fear.

James stopped Elizabeth’s path, turned her to him and pulled her into his arms, kissing her deeply.”

Her Forgotten Mate is created by Hannah Tatum Reading, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I was terrified all the time.

I couldn't go on like this. I was even afraid of my own shadow.

I heard a noise downstairs and I knew Allan was home. He was probably searching the cabinets for his stash of alcohol. He was more violent when he was drunk.

I heard my stomach grumbled again. I was really hungry, but I couldn't go downstairs, because he would see me and find a reason to hit me.

I really don't know why my mother had married him. What had she seen in him? I don't know why I ask that question, because I already knew the answer. He was rich and my mother needed the money.

Dad died when I was ten and we started to have money issues. My mother had to do something in order for us to get by, so a year later she married Allan. She didn't love him and I knew he didn't love her either.

Princess Aanya catches the eye of Dev Marchetti when he saves her from falling at a palace gala. But he's not just a mysterious server, he's the PhD student about to expose her family's darkest secrets.
When their worlds collide at an explosive public forum, an impossible alliance forms. Will she betray her family and follow her heart, or marry the groom they've chosen for her?

"I don't know why you hate me so much. I just know that you are my first and last love. You are just mine. You are my craziness, my stubbornness. And you know only that person seems beautiful to us who we love. And to me, only and only you seem beautiful because you are my love and you are just mine. You only belong to Shah Mir Malik...."

Shah Mir is the king of the mafia. He is known as a cruel, heartless, and arrogant man. His single death glare is enough to instil fear in the people around him.

Aleezay is a feisty, proud, and egoistic girl, who is the daughter of the lord of the king. She doesn't give a fuck to what others say or made her do it. She is the worst pampered and spoiled daughter of her father.

Ever since Shah Mir laid his eyes on Aleezay, he has been hell-bent on naming her to himself. But the haughty Aleezay isn't interested in him to accept him or his love.

How things will accelerate between both when they are poles apart from each other?

Join the spectacular voyage of Shah Mir and Aleezay to experience a boost of emotions that will make you grin in excitement and next moment pull out your hair in frustration.

They say once fear sets in it consumes you totally.

Diane could not think straight watching the arrow approaching her mate from afar, she had not planned on dying when she stepped in to fight in the place of men, she had planned on gaining her position and if she couldn't she would get to understand why he delighted in bloodlust. She waited for the perfect time to cut in between the arrow and her mate where it would hit her vitally, she was done with life anyways, she had tried to claim it herself.

She turned to face her mate, he was preoccupied.

'There's no way he'll be fast enough this time' she smiled.

'Goodbye world, make space for me father, I'm coming to you, to join you, I have achieved nothing here but wasted years'
A lone tear rolled down her cheeks as she stepped in, the poison laced arrows pierced through her chest.

**
Lee Diane spent her childhood restrained, being groomed to be the Luna of the pack due to the presence of a mark on her neck, that has been present in only a few generations known as the Luna's mark. A mark that deemed the bearer an inage of the moon goddess in both strength and quality. A mark that destined it's bearer to be mated to an Alpha.
Followimg the deaths of their fathers they get engaged.

On the day of their engagement Luke finds his mate, over a short he get married. Diane meets her mate on the day of Luke's wedding and he is none else than the Alpha of the pack her people went to war against.
She learns that the war also claimed the life of the pack's Alpha.

He forcefully married her as a means of revenge against Luke.

In the fictional world of Lycanwood, four packs struggle for power, each with unique strengths and fierce ambitions.
The Silverfang pack values justice, the Shadowclaw pack is known for its cunning nature, the Ravensong pack for wisdom, and the Bloodmoon pack for passion.

Becky, a Silverfang member, dreams of being accepted as a full-fledged werewolf. But when her destined mate Alpha Karl rejects her, she feels shattered.
Her rejection leads her away from the pack, and she's soon rumored to be the most powerful wolf in her generation.
This sparks ambition in Nathan Shadowclaw and Jessy Bloodmoon, who seek to exploit her power for their gain. Meanwhile, Jake Ravensong offers Becky a haven of understanding and threatens to inflame an unshared love.
Caught in a dangerous love triangle, Becky must face her demons and defy manipulative forces. Her journey is fraught with pain and the line between friend and foe blurs.

Will she discover her strength, rise against Nathan and Jessy, or succumb to love and immolate her ambition?
Enter the world of Lycanwood, where every howl echoes with peril and every moonlit night holds a secret...

If she had known that her life was going to change while performing her duties as a maid, she wondered what would have changed if she had not went there in the first place?
Her life took a drastic change when fate smiled upon her. Her life changed when she was chosen to become the bride of the prince and it even intensified when secrets started coming out.
How will Talia settle with her new life? Will she be able to easily accept all of this or run away with her tail between her legs?

Ethan Brooks has never forgiven Emma Carter for that night—the night he was drunk, vulnerable, and she was there, stepping into a place she didn’t belong. To him, she’s nothing but a shadow, a reminder of his own weakness and the love he lost when Sophie Taylor, his radiant first love, died in a tragic accident.

But Emma holds a secret—one that could shatter Ethan’s hatred or bind them forever.

I possess ancient ice python blood and a fatal curse.

Every twenty years, I have to take an evil man’s heart to survive the brutal Crimson Molt, as good people’s hearts are poison to me.

Time is running out fast. I sense the dark side hidden beneath Julian’s gentle appearance and take him as my ideal prey.

I feign fragility to approach him, only to be abducted by his evil plot first.

He has no idea he is the one meant to save my freezing life.

I spent ten years following Ashton around like it was my job. He said jump, I jumped. He said he was hungry, I went and made him a sandwich. His homework, his fights, his messes — I handled all of it. I thought that's what being close to someone meant.
Then at the fall pep rally, in front of two thousand people, he strapped me to a platform, blasted me with paint, and let his girlfriend laugh at me through a megaphone.
I was the punchline. I threw up on camera. The video went viral before I even hit the ground.
So I did the one thing nobody expected — I vanished. New school, new city, new number. Every trace of him, gone.
I thought that was the end of it.
But Ashton doesn't let go of what he thinks is his. And what he's willing to do to drag me back? I wasn't even close to ready for that.

"Arthur, I want a divorce."

My husband was busy draping his suit jacket over Chloe's shoulders, his precious childhood sweetheart. He didn't even turn around, just let out a cold laugh.

"Oh, Evelyn. Playing the sick father card again? That trick's getting old." His voice was dismissive. "I moved your dad out of that private room to teach you a lesson. Maybe now you'll learn some manners around Chloe."

He was so certain I'd come crawling back like I had for three years, begging him to pay for Dad's treatment. So sure I'd be sobbing apologies by tomorrow morning.

What Arthur didn't know was that three hours ago, they'd wheeled my father's body into the cold hospital morgue.

And the divorce papers in my purse were already signed. I didn't need his money anymore.

"Are you always this damn sensitive?" my husband snapped, his hands lingering on his ex’s waist.
I stood there, holding our 5th-anniversary cake and my pregnancy secret. He canceled our romantic dinner just to comfort her.
So, I threw the cake away. Next, I'll throw him away.

For three years, everyone at Spire Academy believed Liam loved me. Until I uncovered his secret plan: steal my academy recommendation to save Anna, and keep me waiting on the sidelines. He handed my future to another girl and threw me to a mad duke to be dissected. I escaped death by leaping into the Rift of Silence, only to be pulled from the abyss by Arnold, an ancient night lord. When Liam finally realized his sin, he begged for a second chance. But the girl who waited for him in the dark died in the rift. I have a new life, and I will never look back.

A madman attacked the concert hall. I threw myself over my son, taking every blow meant for him. My spine shattered in three places.

My husband Arthur subdued the attacker and rushed us to the hospital—the picture of a devoted, loving spouse.

It was only after hearing his conversation with the doctor that I finally saw his true colors.

My crippling injury was merely collateral damage. My son Ethan? Nothing but a living cornea donor for Mia—the cherished daughter he had with his first love.

He treated my child like spare parts, never knowing Mia isn't even his blood.

The night before graduation, a confession post blew up the school forum:
“Daphne, I’m gonna rip up my Harvard offer onstage during commencement to confess to you—my whole college future as my love token.”
The OP bragged nonstop in the comments that he’d locked down the state’s only full-ride Harvard scholarship, his admission was a done deal, and graduation was nothing but a meaningless formality anyway.
The attached photo showed their interlaced hands. That old burn scar on his forearm—the one he’d claimed he got saving me—stared back like a chain that’s trapped me for ten years straight.
I poured every cent, every spare hour and all my academic resource just to get him into Harvard. I even voluntarily stepped down from the scholarship race and passed the spot to him.
This childhood sweetheart who’d sworn we’d go to Harvard together only hours ago threw every promise out the window for a rich transfer student, willing to gamble both our futures just for a dramatic grand gesture.
I shut the forum tab, pulled up my email to the scholarship committee.
I’m formally taking back the scholarship spot I gave up！

For three years, I genuinely believed I was the luckiest woman in the world.

Until I hit play on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my perfect reality shattered into a million jagged pieces.

The woman writhing on the bed was Amanda—the sweet, innocent girl we had both grown up with.

And the hand tracing the curve of her bare skin? It wore the platinum wedding band I had personally slipped onto Louis’s finger.

"I missed you so much..."

"You drive me fucking crazy, baby..."

Hearing my own husband's signature sweet nothings whispered to my childhood best friend gutted me completely.

Our entire social circle constantly praised us as the golden couple. But beneath the glossy surface, who could have guessed this flawless marriage was built on a mountain of sick lies?

Well, if Louis was such a brilliant actor, I figured it was time to give him a show of my own.

I was going to rip off his mask and show the entire world exactly what kind of monster my "perfect husband" truly was.

— You are so warm and wet tesoro… I want to taste you— he whispers in her ear moving his finger in and out as she moans more and more, he finds a nice rhythm before incorporating a second finger, making her cry out even more.

He can't stop thinking what it will feel like to be inside her, she wraps his fingers so tightly it's almost torture. When Massimo arches his fingers a little, and kisses her on the neck, sucking hard, it's too much for Aurora, and she comes instantly with a seductive cry.

The Maledetto family has always been powerful and Dark Moon was the most important pack in the city. Their alphas appear to have it all, beauty, strength, power and… something special that cannot be identified. They are the sovereign kings where they step and everyone submits to them. Until tragedy strikes, his alpha takes a mated female werewolf from an enemy pack, the Kols, as his mate, his fated mate.

In revenge, the Kols set a trap for rogues to enter the Dark Moon pack, resulting in the death of the alpha and the new Luna. This tragedy makes a secret come to light: the Maledettos are cursed in the search for their mate, and they only bring misfortune.

His son Massimo, the heir alpha and his uncle Luca survive, and they will become known as the dark alphas. They will do everything to avoid the mate bond, and not trigger the curse. They will work hard to clear their family name, to grow the pack and their company again.

But… what happens when a simple little human gets in the way of Massimo and his resolve to not have a mate? Aurora is everything Massimo dreamed of and more. A simple human who is attached to him in more ways than he can imagine.

"Hunter let me go," I whimpered as he leaned in and took a whiff of my scent from my neck.

My mind and heart, none of it were willing to accept the closeness but my body was yearning to submit.

My nipples brushed against his solid naked chest and a zap of electricity attacked my core resulting in the moisture gathering in my sensitive folds.

He moved his hand and cupped my bottom, earning a gasp from me.

"This body of yours. IT'S. MINE." He growled.

"And I'll do anything to make sure that you get this in your head even if it means to get you on my bed and make you submit over and over again." And then he tore my panty with one pull.



When on Aria's Eighteen birthday her bully, Alpha Hunter Rodriguez, turned out to be her mate, she could not be more devastated. But destiny wanted something else and once the mysterious rouge attacks began, putting everyone's lives in danger. For the pack--Aria and Hunter had to work together to overcome the storm.

Where there was Hunter's realization of his mistakes, there was Aria's fight to resist the mate bond and her feelings.

But in this ever-growing fire and electric pull between them, there was someone who wanted to tear them apart and Aria became the main attraction of the one regulating the attacks. But they did not know that the unknown enemy they had to fight was sheltering under their own pack in disguise and after the pack, it was Aria who was at the main risk.

The real enemy only had one rule--Whether he'd claim or...he'd kill.

Can Hunter Rodriguez save his mate or it's going to be too late?