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"Don't come near me, Alpha Tristan," I said. "Our story has been over for a long time. It's better to keep it that way."
"Valerie, I know I made mistakes. We all did. I didn't see how much you did for us—how much you sacrificed." He choked out, "But now I can fix it. It's not too late."
"Just leave," I said, trying to walk past him, only for his hand to stop me.


In one life, Valerie, Luna of the Eclipse pack had died for a man who didn't love her, for a sister who betrayed her. She had spent her life in misery with a family who didn't care for her and couldn't even be there in her last moments.But no more.After her untimely death, she woke up to find herself years in the past.
This time, she knows what she has to do; renounce her Luna position and start afresh as a rogue. It was the best solution for her and her unborn child.
Yet what happens when they reunite and the man who hated her with a passion suddenly looks at her differently? When another Alpha vies for her attention, who will she choose?

Our plane went down on a deserted island. The boat fit two. My fiancé Callum was the only one who could drive it.
In my last life, he chose me — and left his childhood sweetheart Vesper behind. She didn't survive. He spent five years making sure I knew it was my fault. Every day I breathed was a day she couldn't. When I held a knife to my throat to get a divorce, he drove us both into the sea.
Now I'm back. Same island, same wreckage, same choice.
This life, I said: "Take Vesper."
The relief on his face — the way his whole body unclenched — told me everything five years of marriage never did.
He promised he'd come back for me. He didn't look back once.
I knew I had to save myself. But the bear — the same one that ate Vesper in my last life — reached the crash site before I could move.

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

"Why are you avoiding me, Riley?"

Theo gently touched my face, his voice as warm as ever.

Before I could answer, Eliot caught my wrist.

"Because he's afraid you'll discover who he really belongs to."

Then Julian smiled.

"The only question is… which one of us he'll choose."

—

I'm Riley.

A perfectly ordinary Beta—or so everyone believes.

After returning to Saint Vira Academy, my quiet life falls apart overnight.

The man who raised me watches me with eyes that no father should have.

The vampire ancestor who rejected my feelings suddenly refuses to let me go.

The cold Hunter Association president looks at me like I've always belonged to him.

The more I uncover the truth about my strange pheromones and hidden bloodline, the more dangerous they become.

But the greatest secret isn't who I am.

It's why three of the most powerful Alpha men would risk everything...

Just to keep me.

It was hard for Charlotte to let go of her best friend, Dalton, the boy she fell in love with since she was nine years old, to make way for her sister, Caroline, who happens to be in love with him too. It was hard for her but in order to make someone happy, even if it meant sacrificing her own, she was willing to let go.

It all happened around her senior year, where she let go of the only thing that mattered to her and after graduation, she moved away with no intention of going back.

Four years later, on her college graduation day, her parents rather demanded her to come home with a reason that shocked her senseless.

Adriano Moretti rules the city’s underworld in smoke-filled rooms and blood-soaked streets. In the daylight, he’s the king of the tech world—tailored suits, sharp smiles, every inch the respectable billionaire. But to those who cross him, he’s the executioner they never see coming.

Some confessions are meant to heal.
Others are meant to be hunted.

The Service was never supposed to be justice.
Disguised as anonymous therapy, it became a place where millions confessed their darkest sins—believing no one was listening.

They were wrong.

He built The Service to find the truth behind the fire that killed the woman he loved.

It was never about power.
It was never about control.
It was about hearing her name spoken by the person responsible.

Then Isabella returns.

Very much alive and changed. Carrying a child he never knew existed.

Six years after the fire, the ghost he buried walks back into his life, and Adriano refuses to let her disappear again. What begins as control turns into confrontation. Old wounds reopen. Secrets surface. And love—sharper, angrier, and more dangerous than before—demands to be reckoned with.

But the past isn’t finished with them.

A rogue system, born from betrayal and grief, resurfaces—one that can turn the city itself into a weapon. And the truth about the night that tore them apart finally comes to light.

Adriano must choose between the man he became in the ashes…
and the family he never knew he could still have.

A short contemporary domestic-drama romance. Clean to sweet. Happily ever after.

My husband's family slid the folder across the table — sign here, family helps family, it's just a signature.

What they didn't know: I had almost three million dollars in an account none of them could find. I silenced the alert before the number could glow.

They think we're the broke ones. For four years they've bled the kindest man I know dry, dressing every demand up as love and cashing it. So I let them keep believing it — and I built a wall they will never see.

They're about to find out what happens when you spend a lifetime underestimating the quiet one.

And this time, I'm not the one who pays.

When 18-year-old Sienna's dad remarries, she ends up living with 19-year-old Jaxon; her new stepbrother. He's broody, quiet, and always seems one step ahead.
They clash right away, turning every little thing into a battle. But as tension builds, their rivalry starts to blur into something else.
Something neither of them expected or are supposed to feel. And once that line is crossed... there's no going back.

Ariella Hayes was seventeen years old when she learned that grief had a taste.
It tasted like burnt sugar. Like the batch of croissants she’d left in the oven too long the morning after the funeral, too numb to hear the timer, too broken to care. Like the coffee, she drank black now because adding cream felt like a luxury she didn’t deserve. Grief tasted like everything and nothing.
Mostly nothing.
She was thinking about this at 4:47 a.m., lying in bed and staring at the water stain on her ceiling that resembled a reaching hand. She’d been awake since three. She was always awake from three, that gray hour when the world was silent enough to hear all the things she tried not to think about during the day.
Like how it was her fault.
How she should have been the one in the car.
How her mother hadn’t really looked at her in six months.
The timer screamed, and Ariella dragged herself out of bed, moving through the apartment like a ghost, past her mother’s bedroom door, down the narrow stairs to Hayes & Daughter Bakery. The name felt like a lie now. Her grandmother was gone. Ethan was gone. Soon the bakery would be gone too, and it would just be Ariella and her mother in an empty building, haunting the space where their family used to be.

She is about to embark on a life-altering journey as she enters a contract marriage with billionaire heir Aiden Frost, all in a bid to rescue her family’s struggling bakery. As they step into this pretend union, neither of them anticipates how their arrangement will evolve into a haven, where they might uncover feelings that challenge their initial intentions.

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

My name is Junie. I'm six years old, a half-werewolf. My mom Juliet is a human witch, the gentlest woman alive.

A month ago, Mom was eight months pregnant. We were walking by the river when Dad's childhood friend Melody shoved her straight into the rushing current. The cold water took my unborn brother. When they pulled Mom out, she was covered in blood, her magic all but gone.

Dad, Maxwell, is the youngest Alpha of the Silver Wolf pack and runs a family conglomerate. That day in the hospital hallway, his eyes went red and he swore through gritted teeth that whoever did this would pay for it, hard, in front of the Tribunal.

Mom believed him.

Then came the trial. The second Dad saw that the woman sitting in the defendant's seat was Melody, he went quiet.

Right there in front of the judge, he took it back. He said Melody never meant to push her, that Mom's magic had gone haywire from the pregnancy and she'd slipped into the river on her own.

Melody walked free. Mom got community service.

The day we left the courthouse, Melody buried her face in Dad's chest and sobbed, but the second no one else could see, she shot Mom a cold little smirk. Dad kissed her forehead like her tears were breaking his heart.

Mom just watched them, one hand over her empty belly. Those eyes that used to be so full of love were calm now.

She let out a slow breath. "Maxwell, let's break the mate bond."

Six years of marriage, and I thought that if I tried hard enough, she would see me someday.
Yet she never gave me a hug, never called our son "sweetheart" once, and couldn't even stand him calling her "Mom."
She said I was calculating, that I was shameless.
I laughed. So, in her eyes, my love was a scam from the very beginning.
So, I signed the divorce papers and left town with our son.
I thought it was all over.
But then she said,
"I'm not leaving you."

"You abandoned her five years ago. You don't get to take her back now."

Dante Moretti's icy voice silenced the entire room.

My ex-fiancé stared at me with red-rimmed eyes.

"Mia... come home with me."

Dante wrapped an arm around my waist.

"She's already home."

Five years ago, Mia Hayes was publicly abandoned by her fiancé, humiliated by New York's most powerful mafia family, and forced to disappear with her sick mother.

Now she's back—not by choice.

Her mother's life depends on the ruthless billionaire Dante Moretti, the man everyone fears... and the uncle of the man who once broke her heart.

Dante offers her a deal she can't refuse:
Stay in his mansion for three months, and he'll save her mother.

But living under the same roof means discovering the truth.

Why did Dante secretly keep every sketch she ever drew?

Why has he been protecting her from the shadows for five years?

Why does every member of the Moretti family fear the way he looks at her?

When her ex-fiancé begs for a second chance, Dante simply pulls her into his arms in front of everyone.

"She's mine."

But what happens when Mia uncovers the devastating secret behind the broken engagement...

And realizes the man she fears most may have loved her all along?

"Only one woman leaves alive. Choose, Jared."

My husband didn't even hesitate. He rushed past me, untying his weeping mistress, Natalie. "I choose her! Take Danika!" he screamed, refusing to look at me as I sat bound to the chair. He walked away, leaving me alone with the man paid to rape me. The monster laughed, unzipping his pants, thinking I was a broken doll. But he forgot I had nothing left to lose. As he forced himself on me, my hand found a pen in his pocket. I didn't beg for mercy. I plunged it straight into his eye socket.

Danika, the perfect wife of upcoming businessman Jared Fox is known to the world as a naive, beautiful wife who loves her husband to the core, however, no one knows just how dark her life is.

Enter Lysander Laurent-Ashworth, cold, disciplined, and feared across the business world for his ruthless precision. To everyone else, he is untouchable. To Danika, he is the stranger who saved her, and the man who seems determined to shield her, even from the truths she can’t remember.

Bound by a dangerous agreement neither of them fully understands, Danika finds herself drawn into Lysander's world but Lysander might just do anything to protect her. Absolutely, anything.

While she’s at home preparing dinner for him, he’s out on dates. While she’s drinking with men to secure a business deal for him, he’s announcing his single status to boost his stock. When she drags herself to the hospital with a high fever, he’s there at the same hospital, caring for René—his mistress. She loved him for ten years, gave everything she had, and did everything she could for him. She never believed their love could die. Yet, it did. She doesn’t hate him; she’s simply exhausted, so she decides to leave.
Only then does she find a firm chest and a warm embrace that had been waiting for her all along. With her first taste of true love, she realizes how much time she wasted with her ex, a man who never truly loved her.
When he comes home one day, he’s shocked to find the woman who had always been there for him is gone. Regret floods him, and he chases after her, only to see another man by her side, taking sacred vows with her, their hands intertwined. In that moment, he realizes he’s lost the innocent girl who once loved him—the most precious treasure he ever had. And now, she’s gone forever.

She's Died for Love. She Just Can't Recall.

Blackthorn Academy, ancient and sentient, holds secrets. Anil, a scar - marked transfer with no magic, arrives. Two boys, Cael (light, obedient) and Lucien (shadow, defiant), enemies and brothers, look at her like a shared, tragic tale.

They claim she's lived a hundred lives, always torn between them. Her choice tips the balance of heaven and shadow. They warn that if she remembers, the world will end.

But Anil won't be a pawn. She craves answers and freedom, ready to break the endless loop, even if it shatters them all.

In this gothic academy, a love older than memory ensnares her soul. This time, it's not about falling in love; she's rewriting fate.

My name is Marlow Kane. I’m an orphan. I grew up in a lab—daily injections, pills, training—until I escaped and learned how to pass as “normal.”

No one knows what I used to be.

To my classmates, I’m the quiet nobody—the guy you forget is even there.

Then graduation trip hit. The boat went down, and I dragged seven classmates onto a deserted island.

At dawn I scouted the treeline and found a corpse—its wounds looked like someone had chewed the flesh right off.

I warned them not to go inland, not to wander. The school bully laughed in my face, said I was making up ghost stories because I wanted to play leader.

That night no one took watch. Everyone slept shoulder-to-shoulder by the fire—except me.

After midnight, one of us started shivering, shaking uncontrollably… then snapped upright and launched at the person next to her, teeth first.

The bully stumbled back. I was the only one who moved. I rushed in and drove a knife straight into her skull.

Firelight washed over her gray skin and bloodshot eyes. No one laughed anymore.

Blake sat in the sand staring at me, lips trembling, unable to say a word.

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...

That admissions season, Lily — a poor student who couldn't even clear the state university cutoff — insisted on dragging my two childhood friends off to the worst community college in the state, just so she wouldn't have to go alone.

Ethan held an offer from Yale. Ryan had been accepted to Stanford. Yet the two of them, as if under a spell, were ready to throw away those schools just to follow her.

I wore myself out trying to talk them down. All I got back was: You look down on Lily. You're just jealous.

Behind their backs, I contacted counselors, admissions offices, and their parents, and clawed their spots back one by one just before the deadline.

Lily went to that community college alone. Six months later, she jumped from the roof of her dorm.

Ethan and Ryan handled her funeral, then came back and tied me to the roof of a thirty-six-story building.

"If you hadn't stopped us from going with Lily, she never would have been bullied there."

"You're so capable, aren't you? Then go down and keep her company."

They pushed me over the edge without a flicker of hesitation.

When I opened my eyes, I was back at the start of college application season.

This time, I won't save them.

Love saved him once.
This time, it may destroy them all.

Twenty-three days have passed since Ardan vanished into the storm—and returned as something heaven could no longer name. Blackthorn Academy pretends to be normal again. Classes resumed. Laughter echoed in the halls. The east wing remains sealed, and everyone avoids asking why.

But Anil knows.

Peace is only what exists before something stronger arrives.

Cael clings quietly to the love Anil chose, even while sensing the sky has changed. Lucien watches from the shadows, wings restless, warning them that fallen angels don’t disappear—they evolve.

And then it begins.

Not with thunder.
Not with flames.
But with a silver-shadowed feather at Anil’s door.

Not a threat.
Not a message.
A promise.

Ardan does not want to love her anymore.
He wants to rewrite the story he was forced to live.

He is no longer bound by fate.
No longer weakened by heartbreak.
And no longer willing to let destiny choose for him.

He is stronger now—and he is not alone.

Because angels fall…
But sometimes, they rise into something far more dangerous.

And when he returns—
nothing holy will be holy anymore.

What is a billionaire heiress supposed to do with a goddess growing more powerful inside of her?

Chloe has a team of players working with her as she continues her search for the missing parts of KieraFreya.

But she's not alone, and now there is another god getting involved.

She has a few parts of the armor, she needs more. But, every time she gains a piece, KieraFreya becomes more powerful.

Can Chloe help KieraFreya, without losing her body to the Goddess of Retribution as well?

Get your copy today and find out if Chloe Lagarde has what it takes to help a broken Goddess.

And herself.

She forgot him. He never stopped hunting her.
Two years ago, Sophia Bennett ran from the only man who ever owned her heart, Chase Romano, the devil the underworld calls IL Diavolo. She buried her scars, changed her name, and said yes to a man who deserved someone whole.
He found her anyway.
“You're mine,” he said, pressing her against the wall of a life she never wanted him back in. “You've always been mine.”
Torn from her own wedding and dragged back into a world of blood, loyalty, and obsession, Sophia wakes with no memory of the husband she married, the family she lost, or the truth she was never meant to survive.
“I don't know you,” she whispered.
“You will,” he said. “Even if I have to make you fall for me all over again.”
But the men circling her aren't finished. A first fiancé believed dead returns to collect on a promise made before Chase ever existed in her life. Chase's own uncle, presumed dead for years, has been orchestrating the war from the shadows. And above them both stands someone even they answer to, a man who has spent fifteen years pulling strings no one ever saw.
The world believes Sophia's love story ended in tragedy. Chase intends to prove it hasn't even started.

Loyalties will be tested. Hearts will be broken. Desire will be their downfall.

Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago.
Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from.
As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs.
In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?

My name is Ophelia. The day my adoptive family threw me out, I smiled and tossed their money in the trash.

No one knew I was "Dawn" — the legendary miracle healer every powerful family desperately sought. No one knew I was behind a billion-dollar fashion empire, or that I could make Wall Street tremble with a single trade. I hid everything behind an ordinary face.

My birth family turned out to be the wealthiest dynasty in the city. And my fiancé — the man I'd already met without knowing it — was Mason Smith, the man the whole city feared.

He took my hand, leaned close, and murmured: "Can you feel my heartbeat right now?"

I pressed my fingers to his chest and replied seriously: "Your heart rate is elevated, but perfectly healthy. No need to worry."

He paused — then smiled. The kind of smile that made my own heart do something I couldn't explain.

But as he kept getting closer to the truth... I wondered how much longer I could keep my last secret hidden.

Some masks were never meant to come off — but what happens when someone refuses to stop looking?

As the substitute bride, I was viewed by my father as a pawn and by my stepmother as someone of no worth.
Abandoned by my father and sent to the countryside while still a child, I finally returned home, only to be swiftly discarded once more—this time, to a mental institution at my stepmother's behest.
It was not until three years later that I was released, my freedom bought solely for the purpose of taking my stepsister's place in marriage to the Sterling family.
"The Sterling family's wealth is beyond measure, and William Sterling is a rare and worthy gentleman. To marry into their house in your sister's stead is a blessing—don't forget your place!"
Yet all knew that William, crippled in a car accident, was no longer who he once was—moody, volatile, and, as rumors went, not long for this world
No one could have foreseen that after our wedding, William's legs would miraculously heal.
And only then did they begin to realize that this new young female was far from ordinary. As the truth was unearthed, they were left in astonishment.
This woman was a true queen.

My husband Eric couldn't speak after a car accident three years ago. Three years of silence. Not one word.

To pay for his rehab, I worked four jobs at once—worked until I was coughing up blood, until I collapsed. Winter nights, Leo and I huddled under one threadbare blanket. When my son spiked a fever and I had no money for medicine, I stayed up all night pressing wet rags to his burning forehead.

Eric? His only communication was cold texts, ordering me around. When Leo reached for a hug, he'd push him away like our son didn't exist.

I endured it all. Because deep down, I believed the accident was my fault.

Until that night.

I was hauling equipment at Selena's concert—Selena, the pop star everyone knew—when a mystery guest in a mask stepped on stage. They sang together, voices blending like they'd done this a thousand times.

That voice. That lightning-shaped scar on his elbow.

My "mute" husband of three years.

I followed him backstage. Through the door, I heard Selena's laugh: "Congrats, Eric. Your mute act is almost over—you won the bet."

Three years of sacrifice.

All of it just a game. A bet with his first love.

Welcome to West Ora Academy, where the supernatural reigns supreme and the magic never ends!
Our academy is a haven for all creatures of the night, from dragons to shadow weavers to sirens and more. Each species has its designated building, where you'll learn everything there is to know about your kind and your unique powers. And for those of you who are hybrids, you'll have the unique opportunity to call more than one building home. So come join us at West Ora Academy, where the supernatural world is waiting for you to discover it!
Get ready to unleash your inner power and become the supernatural you were always meant to be!
High school is never easy. Multiply that by ten, and you have what it's like to attend West Ora Academy with its diverse body of various species.
Told from multiple points of view, follow half siblings Jesse, Augustus, and Ares as they navigate high school and the drama of relationships. While Jesse struggles to handle being blackmailed by the guy she thought she loved. How will she handle it when she realizes he's her mate?
Her brothers have their own issues. August and Ares find themselves in a love triangle as they both fall for their childhood friend Nova.
Will Ares push aside his feeling for his brother's sake, or will he fight for Nova?
Can Nova trust her feelings for Augustus, the playboy?

She built a quiet life from the wreckage of a marriage that nearly swallowed her whole. A bakery. A hidden talent for art. And a son she loves more than breathing. At forty, Corinna Adler is composed, grounded, but devastatingly unsated, starved and untouched.

One night was supposed to fix that.

One anonymous night at Obscura, the city's most secretive underground club with a man whose hands knew things about her body she had forgotten were possible. Young, commanding, and patient. The kind of man Corinna would unfortunately, never forget.

Because the morning after, he re-introduces himself into her reality in a way she never sees coming.

A house burns in the dead of night. A boy screams from inside. Another is arrested on the spot. But neither of them set that fire.

Weeks earlier, Nathan Rourke, a worn-out defense attorney from the city, returned to Hollow Creek—his haunted Southern hometown—after his brother’s sudden death. What was supposed to be a temporary visit becomes permanent when he uncovers chilling truths about the town he left behind.

Nathan takes on two high-profile cases: Elijah Moore, a wealthy teen accused of murdering his father, and Jace Carter, a poor foster kid charged with arson. But in a town where no one is ever found guilty, Nathan finds himself caught between lies passed off as justice, buried family secrets, and a decades-old system built on silence.

As Nathan digs deeper, the lines between his past and present blur. The deeper he searches, the more dangerous it becomes—not just for him, but for the boys whose lives depend on him.

Amelia Thorne is the "Ice Queen" of Manhattan.

But there's an indelible stain on her reputation.

Her fiancé is a criminal currently serving time in prison.

She comes to the prison, intending to publicly humiliate Victor Ashford before annulling their marriage.

What shocks everyone is that the moment Victor steps off the plane, the Four Great Families of New York all bow in unison to greet him...

How did Victor transform from a prisoner she despised into the King of Assassins who strikes fear into the hearts of the world's elite?

One trial contract. One impossible boxer. One rule: never fall for an Alpha you manage.

Olivia Hayes came to Titan Athletics for one reason—to earn enough money to cover her father’s medical bills and drag her brother out of underground fights.

To keep the job, she must survive Jace Foster, the volatile boxer who has already driven away four agents. As a young Omega in an Alpha-dominated sport, Olivia can’t afford weakness, mistakes, or rumors.

Then Ryder Brooks starts watching her.

Scarred, guarded, and dangerously close to a WBL title, Ryder is Titan’s most valuable fighter—and the one man Olivia must never want. But he doesn’t treat her like a fragile Omega. He follows her strategies, challenges her rules, and sees every ambition she has learned to hide.

Soon their attraction becomes impossible to ignore—and even more dangerous to reveal.

If Titan discovers their secret, Olivia could lose her career. If the boxing world finds out, every decision she makes will look like favoritism, and Ryder’s championship run could collapse under the scandal.

Walking away would protect everything Olivia has built.

Staying means fighting a world that believes an Omega can belong to a powerful Alpha—or possess power of her own, but never both.

Olivia has spent her life following other people’s rules.

Now she’s ready to make her own.

An emotionally intense, slow-burn Omegaverse boxing romance featuring a fiercely ambitious Omega manager, a scarred Alpha fighter who falls first, forbidden workplace attraction, found family, and a hard-won happily ever after.

Being a taboo makes it all the more exciting...


Three years ago, Joslyn Patel met a man whom her best friend had described as "sex on legs". Three years ago, Gabriel Reid met a woman whose smart mouth he'd hoped was as good at blowing as it was at retorting—it had been way more than he'd imagined, by the way.

Three years ago, sparks were ignited, their intertwined fate was set in stone and they had a night to remember.

Fast forward to two years later, Gabriel now has a girlfriend so he definitely shouldn't be thinking about the woman from that explosive night but he can't help that the memories were now imprinted on his mind... and perhaps another part of him.

Fate would have it that when Gabriel finally meets the best friend his girlfriend wouldn't stop talking about, she happens to be Joslyn, the mystery woman from two years ago. Tension brews between the two but nothing can be done about it.

Skip to the present; Gabriel is now single again and nothing stands between him and finally getting the woman he's spent three years wanting, but what happens when not long after he begins his chase, his divorced mother introduces a man her age as her new fiancé.

What happens when the man turns out to be Joslyn's father?

After all, a taboo relationship makes it all the more hot and exciting.

I sold myself to a monster to save my mom—and walked into a cage.

Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.

Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.

Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.

Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.

Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.

Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.

Sing, Muse, of the queen who refused to be the price,
Born in a storm with fire in her fate, she burned the old device.
At seven motherless, at eight she climbed the tower’s height,
She saw the dragon’s smoke and chose a blade, not white.
Her name—Elaina, Visserland’s heir, a flame that would not kneel,
When the lords said “Woman unfit,” she broke their maze with words of steel.
The bishops cursed her for being profane, and she burned their book in the square’s light.
“The rite that lists daughters as tribute—that is the true sin and blight!”

I spent eight months making hit content for Halo Digital. My mentor Sienna Blake spent eight months putting her name on it.
I thought she was looking out for me. The big sister every new girl dreams of. Shielding me from tough meetings, "polishing" my scripts before they went to the CEO.
Then one morning, her beauty blender started talking.
It said her skin was a disaster. That she couldn't come up with a single idea on her own. That she'd been stealing my work and posting it under her name for months.
Her lipstick said worse—about the married investor buying her jewelry with company money, and the deal they'd made to bury my career for good.
Her setting spray said she couldn't even hide her own dark circles anymore.
They told me everything. And once I knew, there was no going back.
In this industry, your face is your career. Sienna was about to lose both.

In a world where the gods gift a chosen few with great powers, Sam Shepard could be counted among the weakest of the weak. His crappy healing ability can’t even cure minor injuries without having to drain Sam’s own life force to do it. Hero society doesn't think Sam's useful, and after failing to heal those he was tasked to save, Sam couldn't help but agree. But it turns out that giving up the hero's life isn’t easy. Not when one’s caught in the machinations of the gods themselves.

After Sam gets pulled into rescuing the hero Thunder, he inherits a strange ability from her: the training system that taught Thunder how to become a top hero. Triple-A apparently holds the secret to leveling up one's power, a feat previously thought to be impossible. Not that it'll be easy to achieve...

A series of challenging missions and the occasional hero lesson from the system’s creator guarantee a lot of cuts and bruises in Sam's immediate future. But at least he finally gets the chance to go from zero to hero. Oh, yeah, there are also ghastly horrors and megalomaniac supervillains to contend with on Sam’s path to becoming the symbol of hope that humanity needs.

Adaline Cole ran across continents to escape an arranged marriage to Duncan Moretti, the ruthless mafia boss behind New York's political elite.

Having watched her sister die in an abusive marriage while her father protected the man responsible, Adaline swore she would never let anyone decide her future.

In London, she builds a new life running Bloom & Co, an exclusive agency where she plays the perfect fake fiancée for wealthy clients with marriage is strictly off the table.

Then Kane Moretti becomes her newest client.

Wealthy, mysterious, and dangerously charming, Kane hires her to be his fake fiancée for two months.

Somewhere between pretending to be in love and sharing pieces of their broken pasts, Adaline finds herself falling for him.

What she doesn't know is that Kane Moretti doesn't exist.

He is Duncan Moretti, the very man she ran away from.

Now, Duncan is taking her back to New York to attend an extravagant engagement party- her own.

Morally grey, possessive, and determined to claim what was promised to him, Duncan has no intention of letting his runaway bride escape a second time.

After all, Adaline may have rejected Duncan Moretti, but she willingly fell in love with Kane.

When debt-ridden Wendy Chen hits rock bottom, an unexpected "job" becomes her lifeline—a contract marriage with veteran Jason Morrison, paying $100,000 a year for one year, with a single assignment: being a "mom" to his fourteen-year-old son Liam.

This should have been the perfect business arrangement. Jason needs someone to care for his stepmother-resistant son, while Wendy needs money to escape the crushing gambling debts her ex-husband left behind. No love, no expectations—just cold contractual terms.

But when Liam "welcomes" her with a bucket of ice water, when Jason struggles through PTSD episodes during thunderstorms, when her dangerous ex-husband resurfaces to threaten her new life... Wendy finds herself caught in a deadly trap: she's genuinely falling in love with this broken family.

Until fourteen-year-old Liam accidentally discovers the contract.

Everything falls apart.

"No strings attached, woman! You just have to become my girlfriend for four months," he spat to her face. ***Nathaniel Greene, formidable and invincible man of war. He is a CEO of a very famous company. He is rumoured to be a gay, blamed and threatened, that he had to look for a girlfriend.
Not a real girlfriend because of his dislike to all girls calling them all fake, and unfortunately, even his mother was fake with plastic surgery. He had to hire a girlfriend just to shut the mouth of all the rumors and paparazzi of he being a gay.
And there we have her, Cheyenne Gemflord, a young lady who had been looking for a job not related to killing, prostitution and trafficking, took the job as his girlfriend with a deal of 'no strings attached' in their fake relationship' for four months. As the employer, what would he do to her? As the employee, what would she do to him? How would they end up? Follow me to the story world.

~A Night For A Dime, Cash For My Body, My Dignity For Survival

Annabelle Sinclair never believed there is any good left in the world, she's a pessimist who would rather be alone than be with any other, with a heart cold as ice, a face beautiful as Cinderella guys would love to get one taste of her, and she took it to her advantage.

"Who do you want to kiss you, Maggie?" He shouts back, throwing the card on the floor of the Jeep.
"You, you big dumb idiot! It's always been you!"
Without a second of hesitation, He wraps one hand around the back of my neck and pulls me to him.
His mouth connects with mine, and a wildfire of heat and passion ignites between us.

Maggie never expect that she would fall in love with a man more than her age. She is a pure 17 years old young girl living happily with her Major dad. But when Eli Strong, a wounded Marine, her father’s subordinate comes to live with them. She simply could not resist the charm of the rough man.

Eli was a man out of the military, he has scars on her face and get hurt on his foot. He never expected that the officer he was living with would have a daughter who tested his honour. She’s forbidden fruit, and he’s trying not to taste…

Eli finally kissed Maggie, but then he ran away.
Eleven months later, Maggie’s father had gone missing.
According to his living will, Eli became Maggie’s legal guardian...

Will Eli keep his hands off Maggie this time? Read the story to find out.

Nalani, the daughter of a traitor desired only one thing, to live a life free from her father's transgressions. Inorder to achieve that dream, she had to move away from everyone who knew of her colourful past.

However you can run but you can't hide from your past, not entirely anyway. Instead of living a life of freedom, she was thrown in a new world , filled with jealousy, cruelty, crime and backstabbing.

Will Nalani survive this new world ?.

Late! Late!! Late!!! Oh, God! Please help me. I don't want to be late, at least not for the first day of my college. I prayed to my dear God and walked so fast inside the college campus as thinking of how I am going to make an excuse.

Shit!! I should have woken up earlier rather than dreaming of my future with my two children. Really Sheila? You don't have a boyfriend even to think about your future, but here you were dreaming of having children, aren't you? Don't tell anyone about your silly dream, they will make fun of you.

Cursing my mind for what seemed to be thousand times, I sped up my walk.