1204 Book(s) Related to His Poisoned Ivy

On a wartorn foreign land, Audrey Evans learns that the greatest darkness does not come from battlefields — but from the human heart.
Betrayed by the refugees she once saved with her own hands, she is cast into a brutal world where survival is the only law. A truth Roy Russell has long known all too well.
Roy holds her captive, for she holds clues to fugitive Billy and the Barola family’s hidden arms. Timid yet stubborn, Audrey keeps fleeing, but her pure gentleness melts his cruelty.
A twisted, obsessive bond forms amid gang fights and royal plots. She dances for him alone, and he shields her from all harm. Torn between freedom and risky affection, Audrey must decide whether to escape the dark world or stay by her dangerous protector...

The night before the SAT, Instagram exploded with a viral post:

"Madison, tomorrow I'm going to confess my love to you with my SAT exam! I'll write you love letters in my English essay, bubble 'I LOVE YOU' on my math answer sheet, fill my physics test with your name......"

Below the text was a photo of two hands intertwined.

I tapped to enlarge it. The familiar scar on his right wrist stabbed straight through my heart.

Comments poured in below: "This is insane! What kind of earth-shattering love is worth sacrificing standardized test scores for?"

The blogger immediately responded: "No worries, I already got MIT early admission anyway. Taking the SAT is just a formality."

"But as long as she's happy, what are test scores anyway?"

I took a deep breath and closed my quantum physics notes.

Madison was the transfer student who arrived during senior spring.

And the person posting was my boyfriend Liam, who had just called me an hour ago encouraging me to do well on the test so we could attend the same university.

I exited Instagram and dialed MIT Admissions.

"Sir, regarding the joint-authorship application—I want to withdraw it."

Lucien Ward is a ruthless billionaire with everything—power, wealth, and charm. But beneath his cold exterior lies a dangerous truth: Lucien possesses a forbidden ability—he can control people’s desires. He hides it from the world, afraid of being seen as a monster. Until one night… he lets it slip in front of her.

Aria—his quiet, mysterious maid—accidentally walks in during one of his “episodes.” Fearing exposure, Lucien forces her to submit. She becomes his obsession, his possession, and his weakness. He thinks he's enslaving her desires, molding her body and soul to fulfill his every dark fantasy.

But Lucien doesn't know the truth.

Aria has been watching him for years.

And Aria… isn’t ordinary. With the power to manipulate thoughts and emotions, she lets him believe he’s in control—while pulling the strings from the shadows. Every move, every moment, was orchestrated by her. Even his darkest secrets… she already knows.

But in a world ruled by lust, lies, and layered betrayals—does Aria truly want Lucien’s love? Or is she playing a game so deep, even she can’t escape?

As I excitedly walked out of the clinic with the pregnancy test results, eager to share this incredible news with my husband, I stumbled upon him and my best friend making love passionately in our bed!

“How could you do this to me! I’ve done so much for you, and you slept with my best friend Michelle! What’s going on between you two?”

I roared, throwing a pretty cushion at them both.

“You filthy little bitch! I don’t know what I ever saw in you!”

He yelled at me, jumped up, and slapped me hard across the face, drawing blood from my lip.

At that moment, I felt utterly hopeless. I decided to leave this place, leave these two scumbags, and start a new life somewhere new.

But my wicked husband, like a persistent ghost, found me again and haunted me. Oh God, what am I supposed to do to escape this miserable life!

At Gravenmoor Art Academy, magic is forbidden.
But something ancient is waking up anyway.
When Lexie, a scholarship student, arrives at the elite Gravenmoor Art Academy, she believes her biggest challenge will be surviving among the privileged. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by secrets that refuse to stay buried, ravens watching from the shadows, students dying under strange circumstances, and of course an ancient Latin Manuscript.
The truth is far worse than rumors.
Julian, the reclusive scholar who avoids the sun, is a vampire bound to the Academy by a centuries-old pact.
Adrian, a quiet artist, is cursed to paint events before they happen, and his canvases are beginning to predict deaths.
And Oliver, Lexie’s fiercely loyal friend, knows far more about Gravenmoor’s darkness than he’s ever admitted.
And the closer she grows to the boys guarding their own dangerous truths, the more she risks becoming part of the curse.
Because at Gravenmoor, knowing the future doesn’t mean you can change it—
and loving a monster might make you one too.

At my boyfriend Liam's startup funding celebration, his best friend Mia showed up with a homemade cake.

I'm severely allergic to peanuts. The second I caught that smell, I said no.

Mia's face fell. Liam shot me a dark look and told me to eat it.

So I did.

The reaction hit within minutes—throat swelling shut, hives breaking out everywhere, couldn't breathe.

I reached for my EpiPen.

Mia got there first.

She grabbed it and started tossing it between her fingers like some party trick, showing off to everyone.

"Yo, check this out!"

The room went wild.

I grabbed Liam's arm, gasping for help. He jerked away, irritated.

"Stop being so dramatic. Mia had a sip of my drink and now you're gonna fake an allergy attack for attention?"

No one believed me.

No one helped.

My vision blurred. I found my phone between the cushions and sent one last text to my brother before everything went black.

Born between two kingdoms at war, Astrid Stone’s life has been marked by pain and misfortune, condemned to live as a slave within her own palace.
She is the princess no one wants, the shadow of a lineage that despises her.
When the new wolf king, Lysander Rowan, forces her to marry him to avenge his father, both are trapped in a union forged by hatred… and consumed by a desire neither can deny.
As their love grows and her true nature awakens, Astrid must choose between loyalty to her past or a forbidden love that threatens to destroy them both.
In a world where blood dictates destiny, can love defy the moon?

"Aaaahhh ahhhhh ahhhhh..."

"Do you like it?" Eyes that looked dim were increasingly lulled by the situation.

"Yes." I said without further ado even though I didn't know the man who was now playing with me at all.

He started taking off my bra and threw it in any direction. I could only surrender to enjoy an exciting night even though at first I was confused and felt uncontrollably depressed, I almost swallowed dozens of drugs beforehand but this man was the one who stopped me. He even invited me to chat in a room I didn't recognize. The time was so long, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up because I felt ticklish. As I went in and deeper I started to feel wet.

"Aaaahhh ahhh ahhh...."


For the first time in three years, Matteo sees the girl of his dreams after she left, and he saves the lives of her and her son. Meanwhile he lost his business partner and best friend, making him hungry for vengeance. He’s also now motivated to keep Lilianna back home, especially since he knows he’ll need her to get her father’s forces back together. Without a leader they’re scattering. He’s dealt and emotional wound when she says she had the boy with a man in Italy, but he still feels he owes his friend enough to keep her safe.

”What are you doing?” I asked, alarmed.
”What do you think we're going to do?” with all his strength, he rips the dress shirt off his body, and the buttons burst.
I see him completely naked in front of me, my cheeks heated up when I came across his hard and powerful penis, I looked away feeling so ashamed. Scared, I got up from the bed and ran to the door, but before I approached it, his strong, thick hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me towards his body, he quickly turned me around.
”What's wrong, baby? Are you scared?” His lips whispered in my ear.
”I'm going to have you, girl.” Arthur got between my legs, violently, he ripped off the only piece that covered my intimacy.


Arthur Drummond, a powerful and feared mafia boss, discovers that his empire is being systematically robbed from within. Determined to identify the culprit, he becomes increasingly obsessed with a woman named Ariel, a brilliant medical student. As Arthur delves deeper into the investigation, he becomes convinced that Ariel holds the key to uncovering the truth behind the betrayals.

Driven by a mix of suspicion and fascination, Arthur maneuvers his way into Ariel's life, using his influence and resources to manipulate circumstances that bring them closer. Despite her initial resistance, Ariel finds herself inexplicably drawn to the enigmatic and dangerous man who seems to hold all the answers she seeks.

As their connection deepens, the boundaries between obsession and desire blur, leading them down a treacherous path where secrets and lies intertwine. Arthur's relentless pursuit of the truth begins to consume him, jeopardizing not only his criminal empire but also the fragile trust between him and Ariel.

Caught between her growing feelings for Arthur and the moral dilemma of being entangled with a criminal, Ariel finds herself torn between loyalty and self-preservation. As the stakes escalate and their worlds collide, they must confront their own demons and make choices that will alter the course of their lives forever.

This is a gripping tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, where the line between villain and hero becomes increasingly blurred, and two individuals find themselves entwined in a dangerous game of power and passion.

On my wedding day, I ran, still in my wedding dress not because I wanted to, but because my mother had a car accident.
By the time I got to the hospital, Lucia Vitale, Finn’s mother, threw a five-million-dollar check at me and told me to leave her son.
Before I could even respond, the door was kicked open.
Finn stood in the doorway.
He raised his phone and played a forged recording.
“My mom needs the money… I know I’m not good enough for him… I’ll leave him…”
He didn’t listen to my explanation.
He dragged me out of the hospital room, shoved me into a car, and took me to the Vitale estate on Long Island.
The room he locked me in had bars on the windows.
There were listening devices hidden in the walls.
“You’re my wife,” he said coldly.
“What’s the difference between a wife and a prisoner?”
For six months, I endured his imprisonment and endured him bringing women to the room next to mine.
The women he brought home.
Every night, their moans echoed through the walls.
Meanwhile, Finn was on a private island, celebrating his mistress Isabella Moretti’s birthday.
A forty-million-dollar island.
A heart lit up in the sky by drones.
Isabella said,“he never loved you. You were just a mistake.”
I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.
But I knew one thing: escape, or face death.

She lost her mother to him. Then her father. Then her crown.

Then the night came when she lost everything else.

Valdris is not a man who waits. He has fought the same war for three hundred years, buried generals, toppled kingdoms, and never once blinked. He takes what he needs and he does not apologise for it.

He needed a witch queen.

He did not expect her

But something far older than their war is moving through the south, and it is not stopping. It does not negotiate. It does not retreat. It has been feeding on the earth itself for centuries — slowly, quietly, the way a fire feeds on a house before anyone smells the smoke.

Malachar the Demon Monarch has been patient for three hundred years.

He isn't anymore.

Dragon fire won't touch him. Armies won't slow him. Every wall between him and what he wants has already begun to crack — and he knows it. The only question left is whether the two people who can stop him will destroy each other first.

A prisoner who has every reason to let the world fall.

A king who has never once asked for help.

And a demon lord who is already inside the walls.

Some enemies you can fight.

Some you were always meant to face together.

The hard part is surviving long enough to figure out which is which.

The only sure thing in revenge is the beginning, the ending is uncertain. The truth can surprise you in ways you could never have imagined.

A sequel to His Booty Call.

I never meant to witness the murder. At seventeen, seeing my uncle kill my parents should have gotten me killed too. Instead, he framed me for their deaths and made me a prisoner in my own pack. Five years of beatings, starvation, and slavery taught me to keep my head down and my mouth shut. Then Alpha Ryker arrived—a man with ice-blue eyes and a reputation for crushing anyone who crosses him. He didn't come for me. He came for a treaty with my uncle. But something about my broken scent caught his attention, and he refused to leave without me. Now I'm in his territory, and he's claiming I'm his contracted mate. But my uncle's lies run deeper than anyone knows, and the truth about my parents' death could destroy everything. If I can survive long enough to uncover it.

I’m Olivia Mendes, a lawyer used to dealing with the worst kinds of people. I’ve faced corrupt businessmen, manipulative CEOs, and clients who think money can buy everything. But nothing—absolutely nothing—prepared me for Dante Castelli.

He’s everything I despise: arrogant, controlling, and dangerously irresistible. Being hired to defend him in a corruption case was the last thing I wanted, but the truth is, I needed the money. What I didn’t expect was to discover that Dante isn’t just the ruthless billionaire who ruined my family’s business years ago—he’s also the only man who’s ever managed to break through all my defenses.

Between sharp words and burning glances, the line between hatred and desire begins to blur. But the closer I get to him, the more I realize there are dark secrets surrounding his empire... and his heart.

Now, I’m caught in a game of power and passion that could destroy everything I’ve built—including myself.

What do I do when the one man I swore to hate becomes the only one who can save me?

Am I ready to pay the price?

“I don’t get why you would hide from me.”

“What do you want?”

“I honestly don’t know how you can want to run away from this.” he whispered before pulling her head against him and claiming her mouth with his.


Violet is sent on a mission to find Jack Morde, the leader of the Rebels pack. But unforeseen twists lie ahead and she can't imagine what is waiting for her.

When she becomes his prisoner, Violet starts to realize that maybe what she heard about the enemies of the Diamond Pack wasn't exactly what it seemed.

Is she going to give up on her life and her family to seek her future and destiny? Or will she try to escape from Jack’s mansion and do what she had to do in the first place?

The Alpha's Prisoner is created by Rafaella Dutra, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Roseline's life changed instantly when she was forced to marry Ronaldo Santos, a ruthless billionaire. Her only aim was to save her family from financial ruin.
Life with Ronaldo was a living hell as he was cold to her. She found comfort in the hands of his cousin and became pregnant for him.
what will happen when Ronaldo finds out he is not the father of the baby?

would his cousin come to her rescue or is she doomed to be his prisoner forever?

The last heir of the Bloodfang Pack, bound by a cursed seal, infiltrated enemy territory.
The Luna of the Moonshadow Pack, haughty and ice-cold, yet lost her heart to him on that snowy night.
She used four years of ruthless torment to mask her own surrender.
But when he finally walked away, she was left drowning in regret.

BLURB: Grace Bennet swore she'd left her sins behind. Now she's back at Raven’s End, vowing to live quietly, no temptation, no lies, no blood.
But the town remembers her and the perils of her beauty. The sheriff can't stop watching her. Her stepbrother can't stop threatening her. Jeremy can't stop himself from wanting her.
Every man she touches falls apart. Every sin she hides pulls her closer to the edge. And when the lake starts calling her name again, She realises that her past isn't buried, it's so alive.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, no matter how hard I try. You've infiltrated my thoughts, mind, and body, and there's no way to get you out." His voice was gruff with honesty. "I've tried. I've failed. Frankly, I don't want to try anymore. I want you."

And then I spoke the riskiest truth of all, "I want you too."

A groan escaped from his lips, and he pulled me close, crushing my body to his as his lips covered mine.

A werewolf on the run bumps into a sexy bartender, and sparks fly the moment they meet.
Unable to resist the intense attraction between them, they find reasons to come back for more...

Little does this bartender know that the man who constantly plagues her thoughts is a werewolf, and a wanted one at that—or that she is his mate.
With so many forces teaming up against them, will their love for each other be able to save them?

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

Five years into living with my stepbrother Gideon, the scholarship girl he sponsored moved into our house.
To repay his "generosity," she made a habit of slipping into his bed at night. By day, she took it upon herself to "fix" my antisocial, withdrawn personality.
Three days before St. George Prep's graduation ceremony, she brought me a glass of juice wearing that nauseating sugar-sweet smile.
"You know, Charlotte, your peanut allergy is probably psychosomatic. You just need some exposure therapy. Let me help you get over it."
That night, my throat closed completely. She'd deliberately laced my drink with concentrated peanut extract.
I convulsed on the cold hardwood floor, vision tunneling as oxygen fled my lungs.
In the last second before darkness swallowed me whole, I clawed desperately toward the half-open door.
Standing in the hallway were my boyfriend Dylan and my stepbrother Gideon.
They simply watched me suffocate. Then Gideon calmly reached out and shut the door.
I died from anaphylactic shock.
Three months later, as a ghost tethered to this world, I watched her stride onto Stanford's campus. Wearing my clothes. Carrying my acceptance letter. Burning through my trust fund.
Through the crowd, I saw Gideon—my ice-cold, unreachable stepbrother—gently cradle her face and press his lips to hers.
Then I gasped awake.
I was back. Three days before graduation.

I am the only daughter of the Lycan King, the future queen destined to rule all packs. Yet my wolf, Nyx, is abnormally weak—like a stunted pup that never grew.
My parents told me that Lycan blood runs too strong, that I need to find my fated mate. Only through the mate bond can the seal be fully broken.
Ten days ago, Nyx suddenly whimpered in my mind, guiding my gaze toward Silvercrown Academy.
To find him, I concealed my identity as the Lycan King's heir and enrolled here as an ordinary transfer student.
I came here expecting a fairytale. Instead, what waited for me was brutal humiliation.

On National College Decision Day, my two childhood best friends announced they were ditching the Ivy League to follow a scheming charity case to a garbage community college.
In my last life, I informed their parents.
It worked. Their futures were saved, but they killed me for it.
"Let go of me!"
Hayes had my wrist in a death grip, dragging me toward the edge. Ezra stood behind him, hands in his pockets.
"If you hadn't interfered, Willow would still be alive."
"Now it's your turn."
Then I was falling from the stadium bleachers.
I opened my eyes. Decision Day again.

“Listen to me, dolcezza, I fuck. I dominate. I tie your hands, your legs and make you forget your own name.”

I pressed my lips tightly, refusing to give him the satisfaction that only his words was messing with my head, “You don’t scare me, Marco.”

His hands wrapped around my throat..not to hurt. Just enough to remind me I was his to command.

“No, but I do something worse.” His lips brushed my ear. “I make you beg.”

I hated him.

I hated the way my pussy ached fro his touch.

Most of all, I hated my body for betraying me…for wanting him.

“Say it,” he whispered. “Tell me who you belong to.”

“I don’t belong to anyone.”

He shoved my legs apart roughly, plunging two mighty fingers inside me, “Then why is your pussy soaked, bella? Hmm? Tell me…do you want my cock or my collar?”

I swallowed hard, “Both.”

Marco smiled…cruel, wicked, knowing. “Then be a good girl for daddy. Kneel!”

And I did.


Sold by her mother to a ruthless Italian mafia don, Cassandra’s new life is nothing like the peaceful future she dreamed of.



Forced into marriage with his cold son, Cassandra finds herself caught in a dangerous web of power, secrets, and forbidden desire.



But the real danger isn’t her supposed fiancee—it’s Don Marco, her ruthless father-in-law. It begins with whispered temptations and stolen glances, then escalates into late-night visits and nights of forbidden passion.



Just when she thinks she’s learned to navigate the madness, Marco’s son…once distant and disgusted by her—starts falling in love with her too.



Now, torn between a dangerous Don and his possessive son, Cassandra must choose between love, and a twisted form of power she never imagined wielding.


Who will claim her heart—and who will destroy it?

Ana was like every young she-wolf out there. She couldn’t wait to meet her mate. She didn’t expect the way things would go the day she finally met him or the way he would treat her once they met. Ana’s mate wants nothing to do with her but won’t let her go. Ana feels like a prisoner to her mate. Her mind is torn on what to do. She wishes her mate would love her, but he shows no hope of that happening. She wants to try and build something with him, but he makes things difficult for her. He treats her horribly, and Ana doesn’t know why. Ana wishes he would reject or let her go, but he won’t. She feels like he is determined to make her his prisoner forever.
Read and find out how Ana survives being a prisoner to her.

Alone and with no memories prior to age six, Allison has spent the last fourteen years growing up in the slums of Zalaris, the capital city of Nimairene. She has learned to steal and con the wealthy to survive, always getting away until one day her luck runs out and she is unfortunately arrested and sent to Lady Priscilla's Prison for Troubled Women with the expectation of becoming a Proper Lady of Society upon release.

Spending her days in and out of solitary confinement, Allison begins to believe she will never finish her sentence on time until she is rescued by a palace guard and whisked away from her torment.
Learning she is the missing princess Allisara Nimair, rightful heir to the throne, Allisara begins to uncover the secrets and dark truths surrounding her missing memories and precarious upbringing with the help of Skylard "Sky" Blackhawk, an unlikely ally in the busy Palace.
Now, Allisara must navigate her new reality as a princess while she grapples with her past and potential threats to her reign.
Can she manage to restore her kingdom to its former glory, or will the past return to claim the life it tried to steal all those years ago?

Ana was like every young she-wolf out there.

She couldn't wait to meet her mate.

She didn't expect the way things would go the day she finally met him or the way he would treat her once they met.

Ana's mate wants nothing to do with her but won't let her go. Ana feels like a prisoner to her mate.

Her mind is torn on what to do. She wishes her mate would love her, but he shows no hope of that happening.

She wants to try and build something with him, but he makes things difficult for her. He treats her horribly, and Ana doesn't know why.

Ana wishes he would reject or let her go, but he won't. She feels like he is determined to make her his prisoner forever.

Read and find out how Ana survives being a prisoner to her.

Three years ago, I took a bullet for Damon Kingsley. It came within half an inch of my heart.

He looked me in the eyes, his own red, and swore he'd love me for the rest of his life. So I married into this century-old Italian-American Mafia dynasty.

But on our wedding night, the moment he touched me, he convulsed, coughed up blood, and collapsed.

The second time, an old condition flared up and kept him flat on his back for a month.

The third time, he nearly bled out.

Every time after that, the same thing.

The whole family called me a curse. Marked. Bad luck. The kind of woman who brings death to whoever gets close.

The Godmother gave me an ultimatum: get pregnant within a month, or sign the divorce papers and be shipped off to Chicago to marry the devil himself.

I was carrying a fertility tonic to his study, ready to beg him one more time, when I heard voices through the door.

"Mr. Kingsley, please, you gotta stop. Every time you don't wanna go near her, you shoot yourself up with that stuff. You're gonna kill yourself."

Damon was quiet for a long moment. Then, calm and flat: "Aurora is the only woman I love. I'd take the pain any day over touching her."

All this time, while the whole family called me a curse, the one who actually put it on me was the man I almost died for.

Damon Kingsley. After today, we're done. In this life or the next, don't ever cross my path again.

At the auction, when Anna’s painting was sold for the highest price of the night, I died in a dim underground studio.

No one knew that the painting had stolen my inspiration.

I was the most talented painter in the Hale family, yet I lived forever in my sister’s shadow — only because our paintings always ended up strangely similar.

At first, people said it was the bond between sisters.
Later, after my sister stole my paintings and exhibited them first, I became the so-called thief who plagiarized her works, while Anna turned into a celebrated, sought-after painter.

“Hard work really is more reliable than talent.” That was what people loved to say.

Before the auction, my family locked me away in the studio.
“Don’t ruin Anna’s big night.”

My sister Anna handed me a piece of bread.
“Little sister, have something to eat. When the auction’s over, we’ll go celebrate with a nice meal.”

“Look how kind your sister is — she still worries you’re hungry.”
Mother kicked me hard.

But she never knew Anna had poisoned the bread.
After just one bite, my skin broke out in rashes, I could barely breathe, and pain tore through every part of me.

Before I suffocated, I called my boyfriend Edd.
All I got was his cold scold:
“Lily, stop playing these cheap tricks!”

To the busy beep of the phone, I took my last breath.

When they came home triumphantly, thinking I was just being moody and refusing to join the celebration, they never knew I had stayed forever in that dark, quiet studio.

"You're using the embryo that you and Serena made and letting Wendy think that the children she's carrying are hers! Damn, man.I can't believe that you could do something like that to your wife." Adrian's friend said, sounding shocked.
"She deserves it," Adrian replied, followed by his friend's laughter. "She's the reason why Serena broke up with me back then."
What would you do if your husband used your womb to have children with his ex?
Wendy sacrificed everything for her marriage. She endured endless hormone shots, cruel whispers, and quiet humiliation, all to give her husband the children he wanted. When the IVF finally succeeded, she believed she had saved her marriage.
Until the day she overheard the truth. The twins she had fought so hard to carry were never meant to be hers. Her husband never wanted a child with her. She was nothing more than a surrogate in her own marriage.
Determined to find answers, Wendy stormed into the hospital. Fate delivered a twist no one could have seen coming: her husband was severely infertile. The IVF had failed. The babies growing inside her belonged to another man.
Wendy walked away with no tears and no second chances.
But Adrian, the man who once betrayed her, came begging for reconciliation.
"Wendy, we can fix this. We can start over."
Too late.
Because somewhere in the same city, Julian Harrington, the untouchable, relentless, and enigmatic CEO who rules the city's business empire, is searching for the mother of his twins.

In my last life, my boyfriend's childhood best friend handed out jars of homemade sunscreen on the boat ride to the island. I'm a marine bio major — one sniff and I knew the mix had something in it that could drive the island's feral hogs into a frenzy. I told everyone to throw them out.
They did. But Brynn didn't look at the group. She looked at me. Eyes red, jaw tight. "You just can't stand seeing people appreciate anything I do, can you?" She turned and ran into the woods alone.
We searched for her all night in a storm. By morning we found her body at the bottom of the cliffs.
A week later, at her memorial bonfire on the beach, every person who'd gotten hurt during the search turned on me. My boyfriend ripped off his bandage and showed his stitches. "If you hadn't humiliated Brynn in front of everyone, she'd still be alive."
Someone said I should burn for what I did to her.
Then hands on my back. The fire. I burned alive on the sand while seventeen people watched.
I opened my eyes. Salt air. Engine noise. I was back on the boat — the morning of the trip.

The person I loved most—Sebastian, the youngest judge in history, sent me to prison himself.
During those three years, all my pride was worn away.
After my release, my family was ruined, and with nowhere to live, I could only become a lowly bar hostess.
Fate brought Sebastian and me together again.
He looked coldly at my exposed mini-skirt, gripped my waist tightly, and said through gritted teeth, "Gloria, who gave you permission to work here?"
I flashed a seductive smile, enticing him. "Sir, a bottle of wine? And I'm all yours tonight."

Nina Ellington has spent nineteen years being invisible. To her parents. To the ballet world. To the boyfriend who says he loves her but keeps choosing everything else.

On the night she finally walks away, she crashes into a man with a broken unicorn in his hands and a dead best friend in his heart. Kane Black is everything Jessie isn't: angry, honest, and brutally real.

But he is also Jessie's brother.

When a storm, a bus crash, and a missed competition strand Nina on a Florida highway, the only person who comes looking is the one man she is supposed to avoid. The soldier with granite shoulders and a voice like gravel who tells her to stay away—and then spends the night icing her ankle, buying her ballet shoes, and watching her sleep.

The Spring Gala stage is everything Nina has ever wanted.

The only thing more dangerous than the lights is the way Kane looks at her when he thinks she isn't watching.

"Let Aria have the Stanford recommendation. Quinn owes her."
I stared at the family group chat—the one I wasn't in—and let out a cold laugh.
In my past life, I went completely hysterical over this, only to earn my family's disgust and a miserable death.
Now, reborn and given a second chance, I looked at the room full of guests celebrating My success, and walked straight to the microphone.
"Everyone, the party is over. I'm turning down the Stanford spot."
Under my family's stunned gazes, I dumped my champagne into the trash bin.
This rotten family? I'm done with them.

After years of marriage, my husband has always believed that our one-night stand was a trap I set for him.
There’s another woman in his heart.
What I never expected was that even my own son would turn his back on me.

I pinch myself in hope that I am dreaming, that I am not actually laying n*ked beside the god of Edlin, in his regal bed!

I, a lowly servant of the Princess he is about to marry, I shouldn't be here. The punishment for my reckless actions will be death!

A soft groan leaves his luscious lips before his eyes open, clear of drunkenness.

"Who are you?" he questions.


A night with a drunken god leaves Taya with a burden that was never meant for a human to carry.

Emperor Namon of Havenswood is thought to be a god because of his formidable powers and the dragons that guard his palace. After a contest of the most beautiful princesses to be chosen as his Queen, Taya had escorted her mistress to the great palace, but on the night before the ceremony, she stumbles into the insanely gorgeous god, drunk with the Kingdom's finest wines and shirtless.

His seduction is irresistible, even for a servant who doesn't want to risk death. Taya ends up in his bed, but the next day brings in the shock, especially to Emporer Namon. He slept with a human servant. She is his mate, but nothing could disgrace his name more than such a shameful bond.

He angrily forbids Taya of ever speaking of the intimacy they shared and goes ahead to marry her royal mistress.

Weeks later, that forbidden night bears the ultimate consequence. Taya is pregnant with the Emperor's bastard child.

How long can she hide the child at a time when the survival of Namon's Kingdom depends on him having an heir and his chosen wife has turned out to be barren?

You’re captured.
You learn what it means to be owned.
You try to run and you’ll pay the price.
In this world, humans mean nothing to the royals or the alphas.
One moment, you’re free.
The next, you’re standing on a stage, being sold to the highest bidder.
We’re seen as breeding tools or as slaves.
Stay silent… until they auction you off again.
I’m Ava, a human girl sold at an auction and bought by the beta of the Black Moon Territory.
He locked me in the dungeon and forgot I existed, all because he found his mate that very night he bought me.
But after six months of pain and loneliness, the most powerful and cursed hybrid Alpha discovered me in his dungeon.
And that’s when everything changed, because I’m not just any human girl.
I’m his mate.
This isn’t your typical love story.
This one will leave you craving more.
Step into a world where a human girl becomes the fated mate of a cursed hybrid Alpha, half wolf, half dragon, and entirely dangerous.

In the dark underworld, Matthias Sterling is a feared mob boss and the only family I had left after my parents died. I used to be the girl he cherished, until I turned eighteen and confessed my feelings to him.

From that day on, the tenderness in his eyes turned to disgust. He brought home Rose Hartley and threw me away like trash.

In my past life, someone drugged him with a powerful aphrodisiac. I gave myself to him as the cure, only for him to call me a shameless whore. But when I got pregnant, he married me anyway.

On our wedding day, Rose ran to rival territory heartbroken and ended up dead. When he heard the news, he said nothing. Just finished the ceremony.

When I went into labor, he locked me in the house and said coldly, "If it weren't for you, I would've married her. She wouldn't have run to enemy territory and died."

He blamed everything on me. In the end, I died in childbirth. He wouldn't even let anyone call a doctor.

When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the night that changed everything.

Although Madelyn Eve Villanueva is already a well-known actress, she still feels painful when she thinks of the rainy day.
She made a promise to herself that she would never be affected by his presence. But she didn't expect the wind to change, and the promise she'd made to herself was slowly shattered...
"I want to talk to you, and please ... I don't want to see your face again, ever," he said in a serious voice.
"Is it a joke? Don't be like that Ethan, I'm nervous about what you're saying," I laughed but I knew it was just an effort.
"Do I look like I'm joking with you?" his voice became sarcastic so I blinked and stared at him. He isn't the same man I remember.
"E-ethan..what are you saying?" I asked confused.
His fists were clenched and his jaw clenched. "Let's b-break up ..."
Three words but very painful to listen to.

Claire has always been different—a beta werewolf gifted in the deadly arts of healing and poison. Feared for her unusual abilities, she is shunned by her pack, except for Dylan, the alpha’s son, who enjoys making her life miserable. But on his birthday, Claire finally gets her revenge, humiliating him in front of everyone.

She never expects what happens next. The intoxicating scent of a mate bond ties her to the one person she despises most—Dylan. Disgusted, she rejects him without hesitation. But Dylan isn’t one to be defied. Furious, he vows to make her suffer, marking her as his before tossing her aside.

Just when all hope seems lost, Claire’s fate takes an unexpected turn. Her long-lost father, Alpha Wilson, appears—alongside Blake Caesar, the powerful leader of the Mirage-Ember Pack. And to her shock, Blake is her second-chance mate. With no hesitation, she chooses him right in front of Dylan, breaking free from his cruel grasp.

But freedom comes at a price. Blake doesn’t want love—only a Luna to secure his pack’s future and a skilled poison master to aid him. Thrust into a world of ruthless power plays and deadly secrets, Claire must decide: will she accept a loveless bond for the sake of survival, or fight for the respect and power she deserves?

“Come here now or the man you love dies.”
That was the message that shattered Hazel's world.

Drawn to an unknown location by the chilling threat, Hazel, the only surviving tribreed arrives, only to find the lifeless bodies of her boyfriends parents on the floor.

Her boyfriend, Kael Damon walked in, only to see Hazel holding a dagger stained with blood and smelling of wolfsbane.

Clouded with pain and disbelief, he rejects her and chases her away from the pack.

Hazel becomes determined to find out who killed his parents and uncover the reason why the person decided to frame her for it but when she leaves the pack, she realizes she's pregnant.
Her life becomes even more difficult, causing her to become stronger.

But Kael soon realizes she was framed and is now desperate to get her back, willing to do everything to win her heart back.

Will it be too late or will there be another chance for redemption?

"Ellis," I followed Ellis' gaze, and he was staring at the woman behind me.
"Mate,"
My knees weakened as Ellis whispered the words. I took a step back.
"Ellis, baby," I regained composure and went to him in an attempt to get his attention.
"Mate," he whispered again, ignoring me and looking at Charlotte. I could barely breathe, and all I did was step aside. Ellis took steps forward to her and slowly cupped Charlotte's crying face with trembling hands.
"Hello, mate,"
No, no, no. I silently begged the moon goddess to wake me from this nightmare...


Love Chasia is heartbroken when her boyfriend of ten years finds his mate and chooses her, forgetting the promise he made to stay by her side forever.
The best and only option for her is to leave and never see him again, but what happens when she discovers she's pregnant?
Five years later, they meet in a way they didn't expect. Now, he is her new boss. The passion, love, and lingering feelings they thought were buried come back with full force, especially now that she works in his company.

Alpha Vorian gets everything he wants. Women swoon, money flows, and his charm is lethal. But beneath the surface lies a darker truth by night, he's an elite assassin, flawless and feared, a man who never misses his mark.
Kavira has spent her life in the shadows. Forced to live outside the pack her brother rules as Alpha, she’s carved her own path one that’s built on loyalty, survival, and righting wrongs. Alongside her tight-knit crew, she reclaims what was stolen and returns it to its rightful owners.
When a powerful enemy paints a target on Kavira’s back, her world spirals.
And the assassin hired to take her out?
Alpha Vorian himself.
But fate has other plans.
Because the moment he finds her, he realizes the thief he’s meant to kill… is his mate.
Will Vorian follow through with the job? Or will he defy everything he’s ever known to protect the one woman he was never supposed to love?

Betrayed by her husband and her best friend, Sienna spirals into a drunken mistake—one that feels too good to regret. The stranger who comforted her that night becomes her obsession… until she discovers he’s her new boss.

Lucian Gray wants her, craves her, and he doesn’t care about rules, pasts, or the man begging for her back.
Sienna wants nothing but distance, but desire keeps dragging her closer.

He’s her boss. He’s her sin. And she might just become his downfall.

Love! Is this word beautiful or deceitful? I am tired of hearing him say that soulless I love you and get back to his mistress, side-chick, or whatever. it is not like we are in a relationship or we are a couple. The relationship we are in is more than something which shouldn't be named.

I just want to be loved by him, physically and emotionally. I should be the one he is seeking whenever he feels horny, is it wrong to feel like this? But not for only tending to his wounds or being a shoulder to cry on.

maybe it's wrong to feel something for the man who never describes you as more than a friend but always looks at you like he wants to do things with you that friends shouldn't.

What is so good about her is that he always ends up in her bed, maybe I never will know, and by asking I don't want to ruin whatever we have. but it's time to move on from Ezra Irwin and do something good for my life too.

come and follow Fay Moore and Ezra Irwin in their Life's Drama and know what will happen.

EXCERPT
"Little mouse, the next time I have to repeat something to you, I'll have to take you over my knee"; I shuddered. The thought of him taking me over his knee made me hot for some unknown reason. I sat carefully on his laps, my legs to the side. He turned me so I straddled him.
He caressed my sides and leaned into my neck. He sucked on the side of my neck and I tilted my head to give him better access. He scraped my neck gently and I moaned. I felt super sensitive all over my body.
"My king";
"Thane. Call me Thane. I want to hear you scream it when you cum for me."


When fate sends her to the north as a slave, she meets him and sparks fly.
Alpha King Thane is wild and ruthless. He doesn't know how to be gentle. He is exasperated by the slave in red dress. He doesn't want another mate but no one else can have her.
Esmeralda is attracted to the king. He acts hot and cold towards her and stirs up emotions she doesn't understand. She has no idea what he wants from her.
What does fate have for the innocent slave girl and the ruthless alpha king?
Will they be able to overcome all obstacles and be together in the end or will secrets of the past tear them apart.