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I told myself to only check his wound, but my gaze betrayed me--sliding back to his lips again and again. Thin, pale, but so inviting it made my throat dry.

What are you doing, Matilda? Stop!

My hand trembled as I nearly touched them. Just a little closer… Then, as if fate wished to humiliate me, his eyes opened. Golden amber, locking straight into mine.

"Want to kiss me?"

"No! I—!" My whole body jolted backward.

I stumbled, about to fall flat on the floor but in that instant, his hand shot out. His grip was firm, pulling me forward instead of letting me fall.

My body lurched, and before I knew it, I dropped my fucking ass on his lap.

His gaze instantly dropped lower, stopping at my breast. I froze, realizing my nightwear left little to the imagination. The sudden awareness of it made my entire face burn.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

This is why I always get dumped! Because I lose my head the moment I see a handsome man!

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Matilda Lawson is just an ordinary investigative journalist in Sydney, chasing murder stories while surviving her string of failed romances.

Whilst Blake McAllister is anything but ordinary... Alpha of the powerful Blue Mountain Pack, hiding his beast behind the mask of a cold and untouchable CEO in the human world.

One night was enough. Her human scent branded itself into his soul, and Blake lost control. From that moment on, Matilda became his obsession... the woman he would never release, no matter the cost.

"Her scent was his deadly obsession--her body, his temptation. And her heart... whether she wanted it or not, would only ever belong to him!"

From the day I met him at the age of ten, I worked hard to improve myself, all just to catch a glimpse of him in the crowd. He promised to protect me for a lifetime. However, those twelve years turned out to be nothing but my own laughable obsession... He was no longer my brother.
After being sent to prison by him for three years, I returned with a vengeance. I was no longer the woman who loved him to the point of self-abasement!
I tore apart the homewreckers, trampled on the scum, and was about to ruthlessly punish the scumbag when... the man who had previously been cruel and indifferent to me suddenly became gentle and tender!

TRIGGER WARNING!!! This is rated 18+. Alpha Parthe is as dark as described. If you are not into dark romance, please, in the name of everything holy...

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"My breath just made you quiver," He leaned closer so that I could almost taste his breath, "...Then imagine what my tongue would do."

"I warned you not to play with fire if you are afraid of flames," He added, his voice hoarse with need.

My plump lips parted in response, "I am not afraid to burn for what I love." I had just stirred something in him that had lay dormant all his life.

"Then so be it... Princess."


She was an angel craving chaos. He was a demon craving peace. She knew he was hell, yet she chose to burn with him.

It takes a special kind of woman to handle his darkness and tame his demons.

Alpha Parthe comes from a bloodline of cursed Alphas. They are endlessly consumed by the need to track and kill prey and offenders, constantly plagued by the scent of blood.

The more they kill, the more they want to kill. It only gets worse on every full moon.

What happens when there is no prey to kill? They become a threat to their loved ones. No one mated to an Alpha from the Wild Wolf pack ever lived more than two years. And every Alpha from that lineage dies at thirty-three due to the curse.

Parthe, determined to let the curse end in his own lifetime, vowed never to have a mate nor bear a son. But these vows crumble the moment he crosses paths with a girl he considers 'little and insignificant.'

The fate of poor Luxuria of the Ash Mountain pack, who was set to marry the love of her life, Beta Kahel, takes a drastic turn when she finds out she was mated to this cursed Alpha, whom she dreaded with all her life.

What happens when his curse gradually begins to seep into Luxuria, the one woman who was meant to be his remedy?

"Ensure you go through those papers and sign the divorce. If there's anything you don't understand, contact my lawyer."
Grey's voice was cold as steel, not a flicker of guilt in his eyes.
"Yes, she's your sister, Lila—but I find love and peace with her. At least I can wake up every morning to a child's voice calling me Daddy."
Lila Sims never imagined her twenty-fifth birthday dinner would become the funeral of her marriage.
For three years, she sacrificed her career, her dreams, and herself for Grey Shun—the ruthless CEO of Bintex Ltd. Yet the more she tried to be the perfect wife, the deeper she sank into depression.
Until the night Grey pushed divorce papers across the table and confessed the ultimate betrayal—he found "love" with her sister, the woman who'd secretly given him the child Lila could never give.
Shattered but not defeated, Lila vows to burn down the lie she once called a marriage.
And to do that, she joins hands with Brian Carter—Grey's ex-rival, a dangerous man with his own agenda.
He promises to help her destroy Grey…
but he wants something in return: her heart.
Will Lila risk loving again just to complete her revenge?
Or will she realize that the greatest victory… is walking away before she's broken a second time?

I am Harper, the wife who loved too deeply in a marriage built on a lie. For three years, I endured my husband Brandon Martinez’s cold indifference, knowing I was merely a pawn in his gamble against his first love. But when she returned, shattering my last illusions with her presence and his undeniable devotion to her, I finally woke up.
After a car accident left me injured and alone, while he comforted her, I realized my love was nothing but a one-sided tragedy. I chose to leave, signing a divorce agreement and walking away with nothing but my dignity. Now, as he desperately tries to win me back with belated tenderness and possessive demands, I stand firm. My heart, once broken by his neglect, has hardened. I am no longer the submissive wife waiting in the shadows; I am reclaiming my life, my career, and my future.

Lunara Throneborn was born to be queen.

Blessed with hair the color of moonlight and eyes like liquid silver, she carries the ancient bloodline of the Alpha Kings, the rightful ruler of all werewolves. But she has one flaw. She is human. A werewolf without a wolf.

Her parents are ashamed of her. Her twin sister, Aurora Throneborn, blessed with a wolf though weak, is being groomed to steal her throne. They are twins, but Lunara is the eldest. And they look nothing alike.

To hide their embarrassment, or perhaps to mock her, Lunara is sent to Vicjen Royal Academy, the most elite werewolf institution in the world, with her identity concealed. She is ranked at the very bottom. Human. Powerless. Invisible.

But the Moon Goddess does not make mistakes.

Four Cardinal Alphas, blessed warriors destined to protect and claim the true Werewolf Queen, are waiting within the academy’s walls. They do not know who she is. She does not know what she is. But when her dormant power begins to stir, responding to their presence in ways she cannot control, everything changes.

One can read her mind and control her body with a smirk.

The second burns with obsessive fire and will destroy anyone who hurts her.

The third commands wind and lightning with the calm of a king.

The fourth can awaken wolves with a touch. But will he awaken her?

Four alphas. One throne. A queen who does not know her own power with mates who swear their loyalty to a false queen.

At Vicjen Royal Academy, hierarchy is everything. Lunara entered as the lowest. But she will rise. And when she does, the entire werewolf world will kneel.

When her twin sister runs away on her wedding day, Elinra Cyrus is forced to take her place, to marry the cursed Alpha of the Zarek Pack. But the ceremony goes horribly wrong, binding her not to one… but three powerful hybrid Alphas.

Trapped in a cold land ruled by secrets and moonlight, Elinra must navigate deadly passion, betrayal, and a curse born from forbidden love. As desire and danger intertwine, she discovers that one of the Alphas, the ruthless Kaelrix, might be her true mate… and the key to breaking the curse.

But when betrayal comes from the people she loves most, Elinra must decide, surrender to fate, or rise against it and rewrite her destiny.

My husband Ronald's best friend Clyde died three months ago, and with his last breath, he made Ronald promise to take care of his pregnant widow, Jennifer. From that moment, Jennifer invaded our lives, and I was only four months pregnant at the time.

Then Jennifer got caught in a gang shootout. She needed an emergency blood transfusion, and she had this rare blood type—Rhnull. Turns out, I'm Rhnull too.

To save Jennifer and her baby, Ronald forced me to abort mine.

Everyone knows how much Gideon Moretti loves his wife Isabella.

We built this empire together—from street enforcers to rulers of all five boroughs of New York. He promised me the world.

I believed him.

For five years, I took bullets for him. Bled for him. Sacrificed everything so he could become the king of this city.

Then, just days before our fifth anniversary—on the same day I found out I was pregnant—I saw a video.

Gideon, in a bridal boutique, his hand on another woman's waist. Helping her choose a wedding dress.

Daisy. His first love.

Turns out, she's been back for two months. Every "business trip" he took? He was with her.

I made my decision that night. I would leave. Take our baby and disappear.

My child would not grow up in a house built on lies.

It's about Avery Williams, who is special as she is not just a wolf/witch, but she got two sides: her wolf- Angelstar, and her Veela-Anglica.
She is a nerd, loser, and whom everyone made fun of, even her friends called her Wallflower.

Usually, when the Moon Goddess finds you your other half, one or two mates the most there will be for you. But Avery is a different werewolf, she does not have one or two mates but four mates.

She fated to the four most dangerous, most popular, and most arrogant boys in school, the four horsemen Alphas: Elijah Woods, Jake Stone, Andrew Bradford, and Matthew Steele.

The four bad boys knew the whole time that she is their mate but doesn't want anyone to know, instead they hide their feelings about Avery. Avery finally finds out her mates are her bullies and torturer, but when she turns 19 on her birthday, that is when it all changes. That is when she finds out she is a Veela.

Will Avery forgive them about they make a bet to see how to get her to fall in love with them? What if someone in her family's past wants her too and they kidnap her right at the dance.?

What if the guys find her in time but she is married off the Vampire Prince: The Duke Conway...? Will the Quads break everything in their path to get to Avery including the walls she has built around her heart? It all remains to be seen in The Wallflower And The Alphas.

It's about Avery Williams, who is special as she is not just a wolf/witch, but she got two sides: her wolf- Angelstar, and her Veela-Anglica.
She is a nerd, loser, and whom everyone made fun of, even her friends called her Wallflower.

Usually, when the Moon Goddess finds you your other half, one or two mates the most there will be for you. But Avery is a different werewolf, she does not have one or two mates but four mates.
She fated to the four most dangerous, most popular, and most arrogant boys in school, the four horsemen Alphas: Elijah Woods, Jake Stone, Andrew Bradford, and Matthew Steele.

The four bad boys knew the whole time that she is their mate but doesn't want anyone to know, instead they hide their feelings about Avery. Avery finally finds out her mates are her bullies and torturer, but when she turns 19 on her birthday, that is when it all changes. That is when she finds out she is a Veela.

Will Avery forgive them about they make a bet to see how to get her to fall in love with them? What if someone in her family's past wants her too and they kidnap her right at the dance.? What if the guys find her in time but she is married off the Vampire Prince: The Duke Conway...?

Will the Quads break everything in their path to get to Avery including the walls she has built around her heart? It all remains to be seen in The Wallflower & The Alphas

In a world where magic and Dragons are real, where magic is taught at a school's and kingdom's rule over the land. Why are dragons so scarce and why is magic not so widely used if it's available for everyone to learn and use. History is told by the victor and that often leads to a miss telling in the tale, leaving those who read it to miss out of the true story. But when Young Nova discovers her past and goes on quest to discover her true self, she will meet friend's she will come to hold as family and they will discover the truth behind magic. As everything comes to light, and the truth comes to light, their resolve will be tested.

She has lived hundreds of lives and each one ended horribly.
He, once her companion, cannot forget her beyond time.
She, kidnapped into a world unknown to her, tries everything to get back home. But what are these dreams?

[…] Stones are thrown at dirty mutts… Rats are burned… […]

Immerse yourself in the world of Athaerion.

Hurt and betrayed by the man she had a one-night-stand with and was starting to love, Elaine Matthews is devastated to learn that she's fallen pregnant for him. Worse, she doesn't know him from Adam, nor did she have a way of reaching out to him. Plus, they didn’t part ways amicably.

Five years later, Elaine moves to New York in search of greener pastures with her four-year-old son. When she snags an interview with one of the top-leading publishing firms in New York, she receives a rude shock when she discovers that the father of her son is her boss, and to make things even more devastating, he recognizes her and tries to right the wrongs that happened between them five years ago.

But this new life is uncertain as Elaine finds it hard to tell him that they have a son together. Worse, the more time she spends in his arms, the guiltier she feels. Will she learn to let go and tell the truth, or will her secret keep her from enjoying this new fun-filled life? What would be Max’s reaction? Would he believe her?

It was the villa where Lavinia and Chris first met! That day, Lavinia was pressed against the balcony and being fucked hard! And the second meeting between them, she was set up and made a contract with Chris— The price was becoming his woman! She though that she was just a plaything for Chris... Yet she didn't know that Chris had fallen for her at her age of 19!

“Welcome to Oakhaven, Detective. Try not to let our quiet charm bore you to death.”

Rhys Kincaid, a cynical city detective exiled to a town draped in mist and polite whispers, snorted. “Quaintness doesn’t usually hide dead bodies, Officer Vance. And I prefer my cases with a little less smiles” His new partner, Officer Elara Vance, was all sharp wit and disarming smiles, a local golden girl he immediately found infuriatingly charming. Their clashes ignited a dangerous game, a verbal sparring that crackled with undeniable, potent desire.

Grisly murders, each bearing a chilling mark—a severed branch, plunged Oakhaven into terror. The victims? Prominent figures from its oldest families, hinting at a buried past and an ancient, vengeful justice. As they chased elusive shadows, the pressure of the case stripped away their defenses, charged glances evolving into something raw and consuming.

“You want to solve this, Elara? Show me how deep Oakhaven’s darkness goes.” Rhys’s voice was a low growl one night, his hands already finding hers.

He’d seen the hunger in her eyes, a reflection of his own. In the quiet of his isolated cottage, the metal glinted, cool against her skin as he expertly bound her wrists with her own handcuffs, a silent challenge in his gaze.

"Spread your legs."

Her breath hitched, a delicious gasp escaping her lips as his fingers slid her panties aside using this thumb to circle her clit , her eyes burning with a dangerous, reciprocal desire.

He’s on the verge of unmasking the killer, believing it’s Father Thomas or a shadowy force seeking retribution for forgotten sins. But as love blooms amidst the bloodshed, and his reputation hangs in the balance of the deepest secret.

Who is the hunter, and who is the hunted, when desire becomes the deadliest trap of all?

When Noah betrayed me for fresher meat, he thought the only cost was our eight-year relationship. He never imagined I'd take with me the very soul of his commercial empire—and a secret he would never uncover.
For three years, he hunted for me like a madman, from Los Angeles to Reykjavik, until he finally knelt at my doorstep in Lagos.
"Give me a chance," he begged, "for the sake of our past."
I looked down at the once-unyielding man, our daughter in my arms.
"You lost us," I whispered, my voice calm yet final. "And now your redemption stands right before you, forever out of your reach."

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"What were you trying to do, Qiyara?" My eyes devour the harshness of his hungered swallow and his clenched trembling fist set against the wall. His raging heat that bounds me within, I find unfathomably irresistible.

"I was merely dancing, Cronus." A feverish breathless lie I spout engraving the way the tip of his hot tongue peeks out his mouth to caress his plump lower lip. I wish to obtain a taste of what he can offer.

My ample breasts heave achingly to stroke his wicked flesh, his eyes set aflame to my words for he knows I hold no truth. Then I shall gladly be a sinner, his sinner.

"If you were trying to make me jealous so that I would lose my control and ravish you then you are wrong. I have trained to be a master of control since I was a mere pup. Do not test me." He does not understand, my desperation for him to ram himself raw & deep within me.

"You won't touch me." I move forward swiftly to taste the nape of his neck with a seductiveness. My hand descends his sculpted flesh to embrace his straining girth that is fastened under his jeans. Succumb to me, my male.

He seizes my wrist with brutality. "You are still young, you are not ready." He is too much of an honourable male for me.

"Fuck me, Cronus. Take me against this wall." I am relentless in my lewdness. I lure him into my den.

"Stop it, Qiyara!"

Blazing eyes meet his with a formidable determination. "Then I will keep going against you. I shall be the devil for I will entice you because I ache to feel it."

"Feel what?" He questions nose flaring, his wrath to my stubbornness soaring.

"You lose control."


The forbidden fruit, that was what Cronus was to me. He was one of my brother's closest friends and the most sought-after male who many females from diverse packs fawned over praying he would end up being hers. He was a charmer indeed for with those flirty smiles of his and genuine kindness he enthralled many including me. He was thirteen years older than me but I always had a thing for older males so it started out as a covert crush until I too stood in line with the rest of the females hoping to claim him as mine. However, my position in that line of thirsty females was not last as I had expected but first for Cronus ended up being my mate just as I yearned for, the moon's gift.

Forbidden fruit? Not anymore, Cronus is mine and I am going to gobble this male up.

Eighteen-year-old Emily lives inside a nightmare:
A drunk, violent father whose fists are the only law;
A numb, broken mother whose only response is sobbing and begging;
Today is the first time Emily almost kills him—and the first time she realizes:
If she doesn’t kill him, he will eventually kill her.

To stay alive, Emily does everything a “good girl” is never supposed to do:
She learns how to lie, how to use people, how to treat her own body as a bargaining chip,
And how to calmly design an “accidental death” in the middle of her despair.

In the cracks between blood and violence, she meets the first person who tries to save her—
The boy who steps in front of her and takes the blows instead.
But fate never sends only one man:
In the future, she will meet more dangerous, lethal figures...

This is the story of a girl who claws her way up from hell,
Caught between multiple men’s desire, control, and attempts at salvation,
As she slowly takes back ownership of her life and her body.

Content Warning: The early chapters contain domestic violence and extreme survival choices. Later(after Ch.39) the story moves into a multi–love-interest (reverse harem) battlefield and intense desire/power dynamics.

To save my cousin from a car accident, my mother, a medical luminary, used me as a "human guinea pig" for twelve years.
When I was twelve, she made me inject myself with three injections of unproven new drugs every week;
when I was fourteen, she directly shoved toxic compounds into my mouth.
When my organs were irreversibly failing and I was vomiting blood in the ICU, she coldly tossed me a payment order:
"Stop pretending to be dead. Immediately kowtow and apologize to your brother, or no hospital will admit you."
As she wished, I was forced to leave the hospital and died at her glamorous new drug launch.
Later, that high-and-mighty mother, obsessed with fame and fortune, knelt for an entire night in a snow-covered fir forest, holding my crudely made urn.
Sadly, I will never forgive her.

Seven days before the doomsday outbreak, the wild weeds by the road spoke to me: The zombies are coming.
I rushed home, intending to take my fiancée and flee for our lives.
But outside the door, I overheard her plotting with her boss on the sofa, scheming to drain all my wealth.
"He’s just an orphan with no family or connections. No one would care even if he dies."
I didn’t push the door open.
Instead, I quietly cashed out all my assets overnight and built an impenetrable island fortress without delay.
Seven days later, the zombie hordes surrounded the city.
She and her entire family were chased by the monsters, covered in blood and mangled.
They knelt frantically kowtowing and begging for help right outside my explosion-proof gate.
I coldly locked the door tight.
"You were right," I said. "No one really cares if you die. Just go in peace."

Holly Leefe has seen it all. Being a medium keeps life interesting. Not that it needed any help. She already had a psychic for a husband and a clairsentient teenage daughter. Data analyst by day, ghost hunter by night. Unless it was football season. She did live in Texas after all.
This fall Holly and her husband Jesse are trying to help a widower and his fiancé discover why suddenly stilettos are being thrown through their TV. Plus a few other nuisance cases. As if helping the dead and raising a teenager wasn’t enough, the ghost of her grandmother won’t rest until the family home is returned to its 1980’s glory.

I’ve seen the living; I’ve seen the dead. I’ve seen angels and I’ve seen demons. No matter how many malevolent or benevolent beings I interacted with, none could terrify me as much as the spirit that walked through the door into the kitchen where I was cooking dinner. Mentally bracing myself, I stirred in chili powder to the ground beef on the stove before I acknowledged the woman that was now looking over my shoulder.
“That’s too much seasoning. It’s going to be too spicy.” I turned to face the food police. “You need to call your mother.” It was an order, not a request. I raised an eyebrow, inviting her to explain. “She won’t listen to reason.”
“Are you two still feuding?” She had been fighting with my mother for the last two and a half years. I’d inherited the “gift” from my mother who had gotten it from my grandmother and so on and so forth. They didn’t need me to pass messages back and forth. She seemed to have forgotten that I had refused to get involved.

"I want to go back to London."
"No," he says simply, his voice low and commanding. "You're not going anywhere."
"Why not?"
"Because, unlike that worthless nephew of mine, I actually care about you."
Lyla Rose thought she had it all—love, power, a secure future. But a single medical report changes everything: she's infertile, and her ruthless husband, Vincent Ricci, discards her without hesitation.
He replaces her with another woman and locks Lyla away, believing he's done with her. But Carter Ricci, Vincent's cold and calculating uncle, rescues her. He offers protection, passion, and promises he's nothing like the man who destroyed her.
Yet Carter's care is suffocating. Locked doors, watching eyes, and a hunger that feels more like possession than love. When the truth about her infertility surfaces, Lyla realizes she may have traded one prison for another.
Caught between the husband who shattered her and the man who claimed her, Lyla must decide: can she ever be free when love itself has become a cage?

Her father paid one hundred million dollars for her bodyguard.

Caesar Montague called the price modest.

He's the man whose codename comes from the operative he killed. They called that one God. They call him Satan.

The one who devours God becomes the Devil.

Elizabeth Williams thinks he's a thug.

Then she watches him throw an assassin out of her fifty-eighth-floor window.

Then she watches the wealthiest man in New York — her father — bow to him.

Then she finally understands:

The man she's been screaming at isn't her bodyguard.

He's the only thing keeping her alive.

“Morgan Rice has come up with what promises to be another brilliant series, immersing us in a fantasy of valor, honor, courage, magic and faith in your destiny. Morgan has managed again to produce a strong set of characters that make us cheer for them on every page.…Recommended for the permanent library of all readers that love a well-written fantasy.”--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (regarding Rise of the Dragons)From #1 Bestselling author Morgan Rice comes a sweeping new fantasy series. 17 year old Ceres, a beautiful, poor girl in the Empire city of Delos, lives the harsh and unforgiving life of a commoner. By day she delivers her father’s forged weapons to the palace training grounds, and by night she secretly trains with them, yearning to be a warrior in a land where girls are forbidden to fight. With her pending sale to slavehood, she is desperate.18 year old Prince Thanos despises everything his royal family stands for. He abhors their harsh treatment of the masses, especially the brutal competition—The Killings—that lies at the heart of the city. He yearns to break free from the restraints of his upbringing, yet he, a fine warrior, sees no way out.When Ceres stuns the court with her hidden powers, she finds herself wrongfully imprisoned, doomed to an even worse life than she could imagine. Thanos, smitten, must choose if he will risk it all for her. Yet, thrust into a world of duplicity and deadly secrets, Ceres quickly learns there are those who rule, and those who are their pawns. And that sometimes, being chosen is the worst that can happen.SLAVE, WARRIOR, QUEEN tells an epic tale of tragic love, vengeance, betrayal, ambition, and destiny. Filled with unforgettable characters and heart-pounding action, it transports us into a world we will never forget, and makes us fall in love with fantasy all over again.Book #2 in OF CROWNS AND GLORY will be released soon!

Ugly. Good for nothing. Useless. Disgusting.
These are the words Zara hears every single day.


I was the Alpha's fated mate but my rejection was worse than one thousand needles pierced to my skin.
"I, Weston Bruce Furrow, Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack reject you, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack. A pathetic runt weakling like you is no match for me."
I could feel my heart breaking, Tuna was howling inside me, and I could feel her pain.
"I, Zara Liam Adolf of the Night Moon Pack, accept your rejection..."


Being the Alpha's daughter doesn't shield Zara from the pack's cruelty. Especially when her own father is her worst tormentor.
Years later, the man she once hated most returns. The same man who rejected her, who humiliated her, and now, she doesn't understand why he's back. Worse still, she's being forced to negotiate with him.
Zara wants nothing more than to forget how he made her feel. But her pack needs protection, and he's the Alpha who can offer it.
Which means she has no choice but to put her pack above her pain.

Antonio "Tony" Moretti was supposed to steal her for revenge. On the night before Isabella Russo's wedding, he takes her from her family's mansion to end a ten-year war between their crime families. But Isabella isn't the scared little princess he expected. She's smart, brave, and has secrets that could destroy everything Tony thought he knew about their families' bloody past. What starts as a plan for revenge quickly becomes something much more dangerous - an obsession that threatens to burn down both their worlds. As Tony falls deeper under Isabella's spell, he must choose between the family loyalty that made him a killer and the woman who might be his salvation. But Isabella has her own plans, and she's not just fighting for her freedom - she's fighting to claim a crown that was always meant to be hers.

I was the Luna of the Luthor Pack, the fated mate of Alpha Vincent. I once crawled through a snowstorm, begging for his essence blood to save our dying daughter. His only answer? A boot to my hand and a sneer: "Dream on, you shameless whore."

He shackled me to a silver rack, forcing me to watch faked videos of my "infidelity." To him, I was a corrupt stray; to me, he was my life, my soul, and my tormentor. He finally spat, "Since you love being serviced by men, let my pack have their fill of you," and sold me at an underground auction.

That night, my world shattered. My daughter was tossed into a pit of mad wolves, and I was discarded like trash. But when I finally broke free, I didn't want his love—I wanted revenge. Yet, the moment I disappeared, the man who once stepped on my neck began to lose his mind, hunting the world to find me.

"Marcella, come back," he begged, eyes bloodshot with obsession.

I looked at him, my heart a hollow void. "Alpha, you're too late. I died the day you threw our daughter to the wolves."

Livia Life has always been a waking nightmare, shackled in the shadows of her own home and blamed for a crime she never committed the death of her mother. For seventeen years, she lived as a prisoner, surviving off scraps and abuse, until the night of her eighteenth birthday changed everything. In a shocking twist of fate, a powerful alpha prince named Leonardo arrives, revealing that she is the long-lost daughter of the Alpha King and, more importantly, his destined mate.

Swept into a royal world she never imagined, Livia is forced to navigate the complexities of love, revenge, and rediscovering her true self. As passion sparks between them, old enemies rise, secrets unfold, and the trauma of her past claws its way into her present.

Leonardo’s love offers a sanctuary, but also comes with dangerous expectations, political threats, and the haunting fear of losing everything all over again. Torn between a brutal past and an uncertain future ,Livia must find the strength to choose who she wants to become. Can an abused soul truly find healing in the arms of an alpha prince, or is love alone not enough to rewrite a fate forged in pain?

Leah spent eleven years loving the monster who raised her. Alexei Cardis taught her to fight, to hide, to survive—and never once told her she was the sacrifice meant to save his cursed soul. On the night she discovered the truth, he did the one thing she never expected: he let her escape.
Now, hunted by vampire lords and human zealots alike, Leah must unravel the deadliest mystery of all—why would a prince sacrifice his only cure? Every clue leads back to him: the dagger he forged that chose her as its master, the collection room filled with her childhood memories, the secret bond that lets her feel his Curse's every agonizing pulse.
The Night Watchmen want to weaponize her blood. The vampire Council wants to drain her dry. But Alexei's game runs deeper than either side suspects, and Leah is the only piece on the board who refuses to be played. As she masters the forbidden silver Pyre and reclaims Shadow Thorn, she begins to suspect the most terrifying truth: he didn't raise her to be his salvation—he raised her to be his executioner.
"When the only person who truly knows you is the one who taught you to kill, how do you stop yourself from becoming exactly what he made you?"

In a world where secrets and supernatural beings intertwine, Aria Crescent De Andrade's life takes a sudden turn when she discovers the shocking truth about her heritage. From a seemingly perfect life, Aria is thrust into a world of mystery and revenge.

Raised by Henna De Andrade, who stumbled upon her as a near-lifeless child, Aria grows up unaware of her true identity. Only a birthmark in the shape of a crescent moon hints at her extraordinary lineage. Completely oblivious, Aria's life takes another unexpected twist when she and Henna relocate to the West, hoping to escape the shadows of their past.

Little did they know that this move would unravel the secrets that lay dormant within Aria. As the truth slowly surfaces, Aria finds herself entangled in a world of werewolves, their mates, and the vast supernatural realm. Faced with her newfound powers and a bloodthirsty wolf within her, Aria becomes determined to seek justice for the pain inflicted upon her.

However, as Aria's memories resurface, she struggles to understand why her own father would betray her so mercilessly. In her journey to uncover the truth, Aria's wolf seeks vengeance on all those who have wronged her, leaving no stone unturned.

Whilst in Hartland, In the midst of adjusting to this new reality, she meets Manny Reynolds, her Mate, but he rejects her and leaves her pregnant. Aria is forced to run away and gives birth to twins, facing numerous challenges along the way. Through these experiences, she undergoes a transformation and becomes a stronger, more resilient version of herself.

As she comes into her own, Aria becomes a key player in helping the werewolf community win a war against a dreaded demon wizard. Through her bravery and newfound strength, Aria proves herself to be an invaluable ally in the battle for her kind's survival. The story ultimately showcases Aria's journey from vulnerability to resilience, and her pivotal role in securing victory for the werewolf community.

"She's dying, can't you be more generous?" That's what my husband said.
So I was generous.
I gave her my husband's time when our daughter was in the ER for an allergic reaction she caused.
I gave her my once-in-a-lifetime concert ticket because "she deserved it more."
I even endured our daughter wishing I would die in her place.
But when he accused me of orchestrating a kidnapping to win his sympathy, I knew my generosity had run out. I threw the divorce papers in his face. He laughed, thinking I couldn't survive without him.
He's about to find out how wrong he is.

My pack's golden girl—my adopted sister—vanished. On my eighteenth birthday—the day my wolf should have awakened—my parents dragged me to a witch.
"Show us what you did to her."
Fine. Let them look.
Let them see who drugged me the day I came home. Who stole credit while I bled. Who smiled while planning my destruction.
They chose their precious Rosalie over me for three years.
They wanted the truth?
They were about to choke on it.

"What you loved, my fair lady. wasn't me, but an illusion, a lie you were so eager to believe". his smile didn't reach his ears as he looked at her, noticing the amount of pain and betrayal her face carried.

"Can you say that you still love me? The real me, with all my ugliness? can you still look over everything I've done to you and say that you love me?". He searched her eyes, hoping to find even a shred of love left in them. But just as he expected, there was none for he had destroyed it all with his own hands.

"And now what?"

"Now, It is Goodbye...", He said as he placed her on the ground, "Go back to your life, the one you had before me. Forget the the beautiful lies, forget the monstrous truths, forget me and live."

Taking few steps away, she watched him carefully, afraid it might be but another trap, seeing he didn't make any moves towards her, she turned around, ready to leave but she felt his iron grip back on her arm before she was pulled into a desperate, bittersweet kiss.

Born as an illegitimate daughter of the King, sent away to live among the priests, Sara had a dull and meaningless life, believing she was a hidden disgrace, a black page in her father's honorable history, but her life was turned upside down when she decides to look for some answers about her true identity, and she finds herself in a journey of love, survival, secrets and heartbreaks, especially when she falls into the clutches of a demon lord who tells her she is the quill that would write the rest of their world's history...

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Warning: This book contains mature content

Ambrosia, the Vampire Queen, believed her only duty was to safeguard the hard-won peace; yet, due to her brother Xander’s descent into chaos, she finds herself once again ensnared in a vortex of destiny. Ambrosia must make one of the hardest decisions she has ever had to make before, she must hunt her brother down and get a handle on the chaos that he is so determined to create. With the help of her sister in laws and a head dive she is able to see and know that her entire life she has had forbidden magic used against her to block her memories. As her sealed memories gradually reawaken, she uncovers a history of brutal betrayal suffered in her childhood—and discovers that her true enemy is none other than her own father. She tasked herself with finding Xander and saving him, her need for vengeance grows and she makes the choice to challenge her father to the death. Rising from Queen to the ultimate Guardian, Ambrosia will exact her vengeance amidst blood and fire, undergo a rebirth to claim her true crown, and face the final battle that will determine the ultimate fate of the throne.


Whips crack against her skin, blood pooling on the cold stone floor, while her mother's pleas fade into silence, abandoning her to the monster's wrath. Xander's protective cries turn to accusations under Penny's dark spells, fracturing their sibling bond into shards of mistrust and isolation.

When love smells like betrayal, the past never fades. Abigail thought she had buried her story with Leonardo, the man who made her feel alive… and destroyed her.

Three years later, her life seems perfect: success, luxury, independence, and a new love with Armando. But ghosts don’t die —they only learn to hide behind new promises—. Between threats, family deceit, and a love that refuses to die, Abigail will discover that the real enemy is not always the one who returns from the past…
but the one who sleeps beside her.

Lily Calloway has one problem: she has no magic.
Three assessments. Three blank results. Three years of watching everyone around her move on without her.
Then a letter arrives with no stamp, no signature, and six words that stop her cold.
Your record is wrong. Come anyway.
Solaris Academy does not make mistakes. So when Lily walks through its gates as the girl with no detectable gift, she expects to be sent home within a week. What she does not expect is a secret courtyard, a guide with too many answers, and Ethan Cole — the top-ranked student in the intake — who cannot seem to look away from the girl everyone else has already overlooked.
When the Academy's ancient symbols split in two and choose them both on the same morning, everything changes.
Lily has a name. What she can do is rarer than anything Solaris has seen in forty years. And there are people inside these walls who have been waiting for her — just not in the way she hoped.
She has spent her whole life making herself small.
She is about to find out what happens when she stops.

The stranger kissed her so fiercely she almost couldn't breathe, and he caressed her back, causing her to tilt her head back in unexpected bliss.
"Who are you?" Rakiza moaned between his kisses. Everyone had their first experience, but this man gave her the best.
"I am your guardian," he groaned as he stroked his lips on her neck. And his kisses had the ability to draw out all the demons within her.
Rakiza had never been touched by the opposite sex before, but this man was so swift to entice her that she moaned to seek more from him. His other hand was playing with her hair, and the other was masterfully fondling her bosom, as if capturing all of her attention and feeding her sexual need. 
It was an odd kiss, but it was pleasurable, and it was her first euphoria with a man, Theodulf, a werewolf.

They thought they were alone, but Nikolas the vampire was watching them in agony, waiting for the sun to sink behind the earth, allowing him to use all his strength to steal the girl he had marked as his own.

I lifted my gaze to meet his unwavering one; his eyes were enigmatic, just like his dominant posture. He had an enviable and captivating physique, with well-defined muscles that accentuated the perfect cut of his suit. His greenish eyes, tan skin, and slightly curly hair, styled professionally, completed his look. He was truly a stunning man.

“Finished admiring me, miss?” With a teasing tone, a charming smile appeared on his lips. The CEO was undoubtedly tempting.

“Sir...” I cleared my throat, trying to regain my composure and searching for words to escape that uncomfortable situation. “The content is not appropriate to be read aloud; please understand!”

“That, I will decide!” He leaned back in his executive chair, watching me calmly as he savored a sip of his favorite whiskey. “I'm waiting.”

“I apologize, sir, but I can't do it. You can fire me!” I turned away, ready to leave the office hastily, when his strong hands gripped my wrist, about to pull the door handle.

He carefully watched my reaction and then smiled.
“Apprentice…” The CEO approached me seductively, causing me to step back a few paces until I was cornered against the wall. He surrounded me with his arms and brought his lips close to my ear, whispering, “There is so much potential in you; I will mold you!”
Biting lightly on the tip of my ear, I felt a shiver run through my body. With the tips of his fingers, he traced the outline of my face with his nails before pressing his lips with his thumb, gently parting them. Moving even closer, he pressed his body against mine, making my heart race and my breathing erratic.

Move constantly. Never stay in one place for more than a day.
Keep your head down, don’t mix with other survivors.
Stay hidden. Don’t let them spot you.
Stay away from cities.
Don’t take unnecessary risks.

The world ended mid April, civilisation as we knew it was never the same again, some say that the gates of hell opened and swallowed everything in its path; and I can’t say that they are entirely wrong. Electricity was the first thing to go, the first step in their plan to make humanity their slaves, and they had help; covens of fae joined them, buying into the promise of ruling over the mundane. No one knows how they did it, but all at once, all over the world everything just … stopped. Cars wouldn’t start, lights wouldn’t turn on, fighter plains couldn’t defend countries from the onslaught that would follow. Even people’s tired generators that they used in their small cabins in the woods wouldn’t turn over. It was as though technologically had abandoned the human race.

"W-what do you want from me?” I stammer, scared and alone.
They smirked, though it was more creepy than humorous. “You’ll find out soon enough, but I wouldn’t try anything girl, you won’t like the consequences of disobeying us.”
”Why have you chosen to keep me alive?“
“We do normally kill every single one we meet, but for you we made an exception.” One of them chuckled, playing with the sharp tip of my ears, "You wanna know why? Because you're ours."

"You can't kill me, Princess." He smirked. "You can't, because I won't let you and deep down, you don't want to. "

I wanted nothing more than to wipe that stupid smirk from his stupidly gorgeous face.

"Oh, I can and I will. Don't test me, Rogue," I growled, pushing my knife harder into his chest.

He leaned even closer, and my heartbeat raced at the scent of him. "You won't because you are my mate."


Her Highness Amber Rousseaux is a princess by day, and a rogue hunter by night. She lives for her pack, and that means eliminating it from the plague of rogues.

But when she stumbles upon Drew Bronimir, the Alpha of the Rogues, who just happens to be her mate, she's faced with the impossible question: fate and desire, or her duty?

In a kingdom teetering on the edge of tyranny, Ivanca Mace, the stoic and disciplined warden, is sworn to uphold the law above all else. Her latest charge, however, challenges everything she believes in: Ayra Veil, a condemned witch accused of treason, brilliant and rebellious, with a destiny that could reshape the world.

Tasked with guarding Ayra until her execution, Ivanca finds herself drawn to the sorceress in ways that defy duty, sparking a forbidden attraction neither can ignore. When the unthinkable happens and Ivanca helps Ayra escape, their flight transforms into a desperate journey across kingdoms, pursued by relentless hunters and haunted by betrayal. Every step brings them closer—and yet further apart—as visions, fragments of prophecy, and whispers from a ghostly choir blur the line between fate and choice.

As kingdoms crumble, secrets unravel, and loyalties shatter, the two women must confront a terrifying truth: their love is the key to restoring balance—but only one can survive. The Warden and the Witch is a heart-wrenching fantasy romance that fuses suspense, forbidden desire, and emotional devastation, leaving readers enthralled, haunted, and desperate for more.

WARNING EROTIC CONTENT ONLY MATURE AUDIENCES!

How dare you?”
She fumed in anger.
“How dare I? You really think I don’t understand you. Who you are? What you do?”
He lashed at her.
“No! I don’t Alexander. I must be plain stupid. Do enlighten. Tell me, what you think, you understand about me!”
She growled back throwing her stuff on the table in mad force.
“You chew men up and spit them out like bubblegum. And you don’t seem to have a care in world after you’re done. Don’t you even accuse me of being hypocritical I didn’t nor would ever lead on any poor woman or cruelly fool with her head,” he sneered with fervent contempt.

Blurb

Alexander Forester is a man that women fell to their knees for what with dashing good looks and piercing blue eyes. Not to mention his wealth as a billionaire oil tycoon. Yes, Alexander never had even little trouble conquering any woman. Until, he encountered a curvy, raven haired beauty one morning, a gorgeous NYC Translator, Gina Castello. But, Gina is not impressed by rich arrogant Forester one bit while he's desperately attracted her. Since first glance all Alexander wanted to do was rip the clothes the sexy, feisty brunette.
He thought having her in bed would give him complete satisfaction but Gina she shocked him in so many ways. She was something like had never come across before. An unpredictable maneater, too mysterious and dangerous. And it's so very strange how addicted he was to it and the vivacious vixen.
Dear Lord, what will this billionaire do when his deepest feelings go beyond burning lust?
Alexander wants every inch of Gina; her passion, her fire, her body, her heart. Easier said than done!

Katrina was betrayed and Forsaken by her husband and her twin sister.

She wanted a divorce but discovered that werewolf norms bans such.

She was lured to a hospital by her twin sister and set ablze and died a painful death.

She found out their deception scheme after death, and wished for a second chance at life she was reborn into her past and was given a second chance to life . Will she be able to get revenge, or will she fail once more?

Ocean is a normal human girl. She went to live with her uncle in New Orleans after her parents death. But there she fell in love with a bad boy who wasn't a normal human being. Moon is a supernatural hybrid creature. But he never knew that he's a hybrid. He was adopted by a werewolf family. Will he ever be able to find out about his true being?Will Moon and Ocean ever be together?What mystery the forest they both are attracted to, holds?

Armand was appointed king, his small hellish kingdom was nothing compared to his nemesis. But he was not claiming for more, he was done after his lover's demise as King Ranulf accidentally kill her and made both of them cast to hell.

He's a fallen angel who wanted nothing but to spend the rest of his eternal life grieving in his way. That was until the day he met Rain, the human werewolf he thought can heal his wound.

But he was rejected, he thought Rain liked him until he chose King Ranulf. The day he was going to kidnap Rain was the day he got badly wounded. And Rain once again rejected him and told his lover not to hurt him.

And that's how for days he ended up in the care of a very chatty Succubus named Basilea.


No one knows how valuable Basilea was, not even the last king she served her life for. Basilea was the last princess of the demon succubus, both parents were killed in the great war less than a hundred years ago. Her kingdom falls and she had no desire to fill her royal throne.

She was living the harem life with King Ranulf, her life was easy under his protection. Basilea was brought by King Eustace, the ruler before King Arkael and King Ranulf. She was taken in just before her she reach adulthood, no one knew her, and no one gets close enough to peel layers of her deep darkest secret until Armand. The one being she couldn't resist, the one male who can fulfill her desire.

She was a demon after all, and she knows that demons don't get her happy ever after.

Or do they?


Warning! R-Rated for 18+ due to strong, explicit language and sexual content*

Fuck, I want to hate him at this moment.
He inches his way lower and lower until he reached my dripping core, He stops and kisses my pussy lips before using his tongue to open me up.
Then he kissed my clit, and I came hard.


Bastet is the leader of the Hunter association founded by her ancestor Abraham Van Helsing. In a male-dominated field, she is the only woman ever to hold the top position, due to the fact her father had no sons. She worked harder than any of her male predecessors, always dutiful to the cause.

However, she is stuck between a rock and a hard place because she loves two men. One man owns her heart while the other owns her soul. However, she must marry and choose her future husband wisely.

Making the wrong way can turn her world turns upside down. During her decision making jealousy and envy shows its ugly head. And threaten to destroy all she holds dear and what he works for.

A small-town girl who was raised in the system starts to sense many changes in herself. On her search for her Real parents, she finds a lot of darkness from her past, she meets a man or so she thought. He changes her every wish and prayers in a blink of an eye, and her true destiny is revealed.

When Elijah saw Alicia for the first time, he knew she was going to be the mother of his child; the sway of her hips drove him completely crazy. The mafia king urgently needed his queen, and that was going to be Alicia, so he made her a proposal she couldn't refuse.

Facing an economic crisis and her father's illness, Alicia accepted to be the wife and mother of Elijah Morgan's child, thus becoming the mafia queen.

She was a gift
He was the owner.
And the ancient angel was going to stop at nothing to get what was rightfully his.
.............................
"Are you willingly to fight beside me Amica mae?" He asked looking at me with a certain glint in his eyes, I knew everything at this point depended on my answer.

I stared right back at him, at 'my angel', by the god's he was perfectly alluring, it was simply unfair.

A smirk automatically adorned my lips "With you Meus rex, anytime"

He released a beaming smile, then he rose his head looking up to the heavens. With his dark brown almost black silky hair looking as ravishing as ever he gave an intense sinister smile, as if sending a very radiant 'fuck you' to the entire host of heaven.

Damn I love this man.