Two souls that find each other night, one human the other vampire. After a fateful night, Tessa becomes aware of the things that lurk at night. Not all is what it seems in Falls Hollow.
We were never fated mates. Our marriage was a political deal between two pureblood packs, and I was foolish enough to fall in love with my husband anyway. For five years, Kieran Blackwood told me his wolf couldn’t read emotion. So I forgave him. The missed dinners. The nights he never came home. I even took a silver bullet for him, and all he said was, “Don’t get blood on the carpet.” Then I went ...
He waited for me for two years. I turned him down twelve times. Every time he told me he liked me, I stayed silent. Every time he asked, "Have you really never felt anything for me?" I would turn my face away. I thought I would have endless chances. I thought he would always be there. Now when I close my eyes, all I can see is the last question he asked me under the moonlight. I thought it was gl...
A week before our wedding, I discovered my girlfriend wearing the wedding dress I bought her, having sex with her step-brother. I decisively chose to abandon her and instead accepted a marriage proposal from a true wealthy heiress. But when I married the heiress, my ex-girlfriend knelt on the ground crying and begging me to come back. What a pity - I no longer want her.
I spent a month pretending to be a coward in a mercenary cannon-fodder camp.
A recruit shattered my nose with a punch and ground his combat boot into my face; the instructor cut off my water during drills in forty-degree heat, waiting for me to drop dead from dehydration. To prevent the military AI surveillance overhead from catching my tactical muscle memory, I forcibly locked down my combat ins...
I'm an ancient vampire prince who's been playing human boyfriend to a demon hunter. Big mistake. She's completely unhinged—GPS tracking, 24/7 surveillance, the works. When she threatens to dump me unless I surrender all my secrets, I do the unthinkable: I actually say yes. Too bad she doesn't know her "helpless" boyfriend has been the one keeping her alive all this time.
In our third year of surviving the wasteland, my companions and I finally realized it was all a reality show.
The elites and billionaires on the outside had built a massive dome, tossing us into this irradiated hellhole to be tortured. They broadcasted it globally, watching us drink toxic wastewater and eat mutated meat, treating us like monkeys in a zoo.
I’m a retired Special Forces soldier. After I got out, I handled problems people didn’t want on paper, and I’ve seen enough dirty work to last a lifetime.
When I finally retired for real, I wanted a normal life.
So I came back to the orphanage where I grew up, planning to adopt a quiet seven-year-old boy I’d kept in touch with for years.
But the moment I arrived, I was told he’d already been “a...
I thought I just had a high sex drive. Until that night, I dumped another premature loser and downloaded an app called MythosMatch. Silver-haired Elandil appeared at the bar downstairs. His kiss was laced with deadly danger, his fingers gave me my first real orgasm, his damn size nearly split me apart— Then I saw his pointed ears. Turns out human men couldn't satisfy me, not because I was too dema...
In my previous life, the apocalypse struck. I entrusted my last hope of survival to my best friend of twenty years, but the moment the zombies swarmed, he unhesitatingly pushed me into the horde to be his shield. My girlfriend of three years, standing high above, watched coldly, her face filled with relief at shedding a burden.
In the excruciating pain of being bitten to death, I was reborn 72 h...
The kidnapper's boot sent the briefcase flying. Thirty million in cash scattered across the floor. He pointed at me, then at the unconscious Camilla. "Not enough money. So you pick one to take home. The other stays." Lorenzo stood among the bills, his face drained of color. "I'm sorry. Camilla has a heart condition—she won't make it through the night here." He wouldn't meet my eyes. "You've always...
In my previous life, I ran a barbecue restaurant to support my family for ten years, but my parents secretly sold the restaurant to a gang because of my younger brother's vanity in wanting him to study abroad. An hour later, the apocalypse began, and my little shop became a god-level safe house— Those with superpowers who enter the store have their abilities automatically copied to the store owner...
My brother chose my enemy, and the man I loved joined forces with her to sell me into a club. Pregnancy, miscarriage, imprisonment, beatings—every cry for help I made was dismissed as "just an act." It wasn't until I was truly dead that they lost their minds, dropping to their knees at my grave and sobbing that they were sorry. But by then, I could no longer hear them.
For five years of marriage, I endured my Alpha King husband's cold neglect because he claimed to suffer from "Bond Deficiency Syndrome," making him incapable of falling in love with his fated mate.
I took a silver bullet for him, yet when danger struck, he abandoned me without hesitation and ran to another woman.
It wasn't until I got pregnant with his Double Alpha heir and went to surprise him ...
The day after Lucian was titled Duke, he locked down the estate to find the woman who climbed into his bed. In my first life, I claimed the honor. He grabbed my hand and sneered, "That woman has a scar." I froze to death in the ice cellar. In my second life, Martha slashed her own hand and stepped forward. He ripped her collar open. "She has a cross tattoo on her chest. Do you?" His hounds tore he...
I am the outcast of the Blackwood Pack. Everyone in my family shifts into towering, fearsome giant wolves. Only I stay trapped in the form of a husky. My father banished me to the edge of our territory. Mother secretly built dens and brought me food. I kept hoping that once I grew older, I would finally turn into a true wolf. Then a livestream poacher captured me. She locked me in an iron cage, st...
My roommate Chloe was once timid and gentle, until she met a man online who claimed to be a European count. Chasing this fantasy of climbing social ranks, she secretly took photos of me and stole my undergarments, wanting me to test her boyfriend’s loyalty in her place. I was about to agree when an unknown text message saved me. That was when I learned her boyfriend was not human — and there was a...