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Sandra's perfect life is shattered by her husband's betrayal, and the threat of a monstrous creature. She found unexpected protection in the Wolf Prince, Diego. Together, they face an electrifying battle with a vengeful snake demon.

when mysterious deaths haunt them. Diego and Sandra must unravel a dark mystery that threatens their lives. Amongst the conflicts and sacrifices, love grows between them. Is their love strong enough to face a greater evil, one that involves evil demons and unimaginable sacrifices? In this epic story of love, betrayal, and the battle between good and evil, they will face the biggest test of their lives. Prepare to be trapped in an enchanting fantasy realm. Where wonder and danger always await.

In a world where Lycans rule and werewolves bow,
Twenty one year-old Venessa Milan knows her place—
at the bottom.

Bullied, overlooked, and rejected by her fated mate in front of the entire pack, Venessa’s heartbreak becomes the latest joke at her expense. But her life shatters in a way no one expects when her twin sister—the intended bride of the Lycan Prince vanishes the night before her royal wedding.

And Venessa is forced to take her place.

Dragged to the Palace as a substitute bride, Venessa braces herself for humiliation… until she looks into the eyes of the Lycan Prince and feels the mate bond ignite for the second time.

He feels it too.
He just refuses to acknowledge it.

The prince is cold, ruthless, and hiding something darker than anyone knows. A curse rots him from the inside out—one that steals his strength, his sanity, and his sleep. He needs an heir to break it… and believes Venessa is nothing more than a convenient womb, a temporary solution.

But Venessa is not what he expected.
Witty. Warm. Brave.
And the one person whose touch eases his pain.

As enemies circle the palace—jealous lovers, hidden witches, traitorous guards and as the curse begins to spiral out of control, the prince finds himself drawn to the girl he tried so hard to ignore.

He wanted a bride he wouldn’t care about.
He got the mate destiny refused to give him the first time.

And Venessa, who swore she’d never love again, must decide whether to protect a Lycan who once treated her like a burden… or walk away and let the curse consume him.

Because loving him could save his life.
But it could destroy hers.

This is a m/f/m erotica

With the witches at war with the werewolves and vampires, it's up to King Allesandro to step up and eliminate the threats. But then something happens. He finds his beloved. He never thought he and his brother could ever find their mate. They never wanted one... until her. The obedient servant to the twin vampires. They love to share her and make her succumb to their needs. And she loves to serve them.

For twenty years, Belle Sloan believed she had the perfect life, a loving husband, a devoted son, and a powerful business empire. But one shocking revelation shatters everything. The son she raised isn't hers. Her husband and stepsister have secretly loved each other for years. And the family she sacrificed everything for was nothing more than a carefully crafted lie.

Tessa gave up everything for her husband—her career, her family, her dignity—only to be discarded when his past walked back into his life.
Broken, she signs the divorce papers and leaves.

Years later, she returns as a woman the world kneels before and Smith realizes too late that the wife he broke has become the reckoning he cannot escape.

She's back powerful, untouchable, and unforgiving.

This time, she isn’t asking for love.
She’s collecting debts.

My father died owing the Callahan family a blood debt. His payment? Me and my sister—married off to their sons.

I woke up reborn on the night they buried him.

Standing in that funeral chamber, watching the lawyer crack open the sealed will, I discovered I could suddenly hear thoughts. My sister Vivienne's voice ripped through my head: Not marrying that butcher. No way in hell.

She lunged forward and grabbed Adrian—the refined bastard son who looked like a lawyer instead of a mobster. The same "perfect gentleman" I married in my past life.

Which left me with Dominic Callahan. The scarred heir. The Executioner.

Last time around, Vivienne married Dominic and got beaten down for years. I married Adrian and lived like a queen.

I almost laughed out loud.

Because she has no idea—this time, she's the one who grabbed the monster.

"I need you to erase Elena Cavalli completely," I said, sliding an untraceable check across the table.

People say my husband Vito Cavalli broke every mafia code for me. The heir who knelt before all five family bosses and named an ordinary woman his godmother.

For three years, he convinced the world we were in love. He told the press I was why he went legitimate, why he gave up the gun.

But devotion has an expiration date.

While I basked in his affection, believing I was cherished, he was climbing into another woman's bed.

So I walked away.

When I disappeared, he shattered.

He tore through every corner of the globe hunting for me. But the woman he'd once traded his empire for didn't love him enough to turn around.

Before I died, I married mob boss Dante in my sister's place.

Five years of marriage, and I was nothing but her replacement. He hated me for stealing her spot. My parents were ashamed I couldn't make him love me. Everyone just waited for her to come back.

Christmas Eve—fire tore through the mountain estate. Dante's first move? Sprint straight to my sister, fresh off the plane. My parents escaped right behind him. Nobody remembered the pregnant wife locked in the dressing room. Smoke and flames took me and my baby while they held each other outside, celebrating they'd made it out alive.

I opened my eyes on the day they cornered me with divorce papers.

My parents threw the documents at me. My sister stood there smirking, ready to slide into my place. This time? I didn't cry. Didn't beg. I picked up the pen and signed.

They wanted me gone? Done.

My mate lost his memory and fell in love with another woman.

Alpha Killian Cross forgot our five-year bond after a rogue attack. Sandra, the Omega who saved him, became his new obsession. I fought to restore his memories—and succeeded.

But the day he remembered me was the day Sandra killed herself. Killian blamed me for her death and chose to hate me instead.

When rogues attacked our pack, he died taking a hit meant for me. His last words? "I wish you'd never made me remember. I wish you'd let me love her."

Now I'm back—reborn to the day I first found him with Sandra. This time, I won't fight for his memories. This time, I'll let him keep his happiness with her.

Even if it kills me all over again.

I'd been married to Nikolai Konstantin for three years. In that time, I'd miscarried six times for him—nearly died on the operating table once.

Every time I woke up, this cold-blooded mafia boss would hold my hand and say, "I'm sorry you had to go through this. Should we try again?"

I thought he loved me.

Until my seventh pregnancy, when I saw that video—

My sister Scarlett curled up in his arms, crying: "Nik, she's had six miscarriages... what if something happens to her? It's all my fault. My heart condition won't let me carry a baby..."

Nikolai kissed the top of her head: "Don't worry, baby. Her body can handle a few more tries. I promised you a child, and I always keep my promises."

That was when I finally understood—

The child in my womb had NEVER been ours.

"Please—I can't—not like this—"
The Abyss was chaos. A masked stranger pressed against me from behind. The lace corset and thong weren't protection—they were an invitation.
His hand slid under my skirt, palm scorching against bare skin. The music was so loud no one could hear me.
Everything spiraled too fast.
The crowd shoved forward. I stumbled back—
Something thick and burning pushed inside me.
I went rigid.
My first time. In the middle of a crowd. With a man I couldn't see.
The mask covered his face. I didn't know his name. Didn't know what he looked like.
I didn't know if this was the worst mistake I'd ever made.
But I couldn't make myself pull away.

For five years, my crime boss husband made me take off my wedding ring nine times—all for his precious damsel in distress.
When we first married, he promised me: "From now on, you're my queen, the queen of New Orleans."
But whenever Odette came crying for help, he'd change his tune: "Mr. Laurent saved my life, Cordelia. I owe his family everything."
And like a fool, I believed him eight times.
Eight times I watched from the shadows as he took another woman to our favorite restaurants.
Eight times I explained to the crew that our "separation" was just giving each other space.
Eight times I watched her move into my bedroom, use my dishes, sleep in my bed.
All for a man who kept making me slip off my ring, then slide it back on, over and over again.
Until the ninth time, when he said he needed to provide sperm for her fertility treatment, and I offered to leave.
He still thinks this is just another temporary break, expecting me to come crawling back in a month like always.
He'll never know I've already booked my ticket out of here.

The night I almost drank myself to death at a client dinner, my husband Alexander bought his first love a luxury yacht.

Maya posted it on Instagram that same night: "Best birthday gift EVER! You know who you are 💕🛥️~"

In the photo, she was in a bikini, champagne in hand, glowing with joy.

Then came the credit card alert—our joint account had been maxed out.

Before I could even confront him, Alexander called.

"Are you serious right now? Why'd you lock the card? Maya's been struggling with her depression—she needs to go sailing to clear her head! Why can't you show some compassion?"

I wanted to tell him that last night, I'd nearly killed myself closing a deal for his company.

But he'd already hung up.

Later that evening, Maya posted again—an extravagant jewelry set. The caption: "When someone truly GETS you 💎✨"

In the photo, she wore a diamond ring I never got, not even on my wedding day.

But by then, I was done caring.

Because I'd made my decision—to disappear completely.

Seven years of marriage, and I was nothing but a joke.
My husband destroyed the roses I'd spent years nurturing—just to please my sister. My son, desperate for his aunt's approval, pointed at me and called me a "bad mom."
One day, the whole family took a vote to force me into donating bone marrow. Ethan, my husband, didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and said, "Erin, it's just a little bone marrow. Leah will die without you."
That was the moment my heart broke.
The surgery was a success.
When the anesthesia wore off, Ethan was gripping my hand tightly, eyes bloodshot, voice trembling with remorse. "Erin, I was a fool before. If you save Leah, I swear I'll spend the rest of my life loving only you."
He thought I'd grovel, grateful like a dog, desperate for his forgiveness.
But I just frowned in disgust and pulled my hand away as if shaking off trash.
In the dead silence, I looked at the tear-streaked man before me and asked, polite and confused:
"Sir... who are you?"

I saved a dying mobster three years ago. Vincent Ricci—New York's most feared Godfather.

He decided I was his. Private jets, five-million-dollar proposals, the whole nine yards. I fell for it.

The night before our wedding, his enemies took me. Three days of torture left me blind. Everyone said he'd never marry damaged goods. He married me anyway and spent three years treating me like a queen.

Yesterday I fell down the stairs and my sight came back.

But that's when I found out about my perfect husband's dirty secret.

I thought I was marrying the New York Godfather out of love. I didn't know I was just a walking blood bank for his fake 'savior'—my illegitimate half-sister.

My father, my brother, my husband... they bled me dry, framed me, and even demanded my unborn baby's cord blood to keep a murderer alive.

When I finally learned the truth, I didn't cry. I didn't scream.
I simply locked the doors, scheduled the emails that would shatter their reality, and left them a charred corpse in a towering sea of fire.

They thought they watched me burn. I let them descent into absolute madness.

My roommate provoked a demon, dragging me into a deadly hunt. Eerie mirror visions and ominous warnings kept coming. Just as I was on the verge of breaking, I discovered my roommate was hiding a shocking secret—and my being hunted was never an accident.

"You sure dispatch called this... natural causes?" I gripped the steering wheel, staring at the perfect suburban house.
"That's what they said," Gates muttered. The victim's father, Arthur, stood at the door in pressed khakis, weeping.
He swore his daughter, Grace, died in her sleep last night after eating vanilla pudding.
But the moment we stepped inside, a suffocating cocktail of cheap lavender spray and rotting meat punched me in the sinuses.
In the living room, SpongeBob SquarePants was blasting at maximum volume. Grace was slumped in a recliner. When Gates gently pinched her wrist to lift her arm, a sickeningly soft, tearing rip echoed in the room.
Her grayish skin completely degloved, fused to the leather armrest. Beneath the liquefied muscle tissue, frantic rows of tiny white maggots wriggled into the exposed bone.
A body that died "last night" doesn't breed maggots.

I killed my fated mate to survive.

Beta Shax Wulfric was the pack’s most ruthless hunter, sent to drag me back in chains. So I ended him. Or I thought I did.

Months later, he finds me again. Alive. Amnesiac. And utterly convinced I’m his wife… and the child in my arms is ours.

Now the monster who once rejected and humiliated me looks at me like I’m his entire world. He touches me like I’m something precious.

If he remembers, he’ll kill me.
If he doesn’t, I might fall for him all over again.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers—and adults, too! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!THE MAGIC FACTORY: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK ONE) tells the story of 11 year old Oliver Blue, a boy unloved by his hateful family. Oliver knows he is different, and senses that he holds powers that others do not. Obsessed with inventions, Oliver is determined to escape his horrible life and make his mark on the world.When Oliver is moved to yet another awful house he is put into in a new sixth grade, one even more terrifying than the last. He is bullied and excluded, and sees no way out. But when he stumbles across an abandoned invention factory, he wonders if his dreams might be about to come true.Who is the mysterious old inventor hiding in the factory? What is his secret invention?And will Oliver end up transported back in time, to 1944, to a magical school for kids with powers to rival his own?An uplifting fantasy, THE MAGIC FACTORY is book #1 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a series of shocking twists. It will make you fall in love with Oliver Blue, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #2 in the series (THE ORB OF KANDRA) and Book #3 (THE OBSIDIANS) are now also available! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

“Sheridan, Link gave me hope to live this past year. I’m pregnant with his child now. He’s been malnourished since he was a baby. Could you be a little more generous and give him half of your food?”

"To quell the rumors, give him the commander's authority as well! Consider it proof of your tolerance, and that way everyone will accept our family of three!"

Looking at my fiancée, who was heavily pregnant and had a saintly glow on her face, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me.

Five years of entrusting each other with life and death have resulted in this scene.

Alright, I'll grant your wish.

Without arguing or making a scene, I readily signed the power transfer agreement, removed my epaulets, and walked without looking back into the underground forbidden zone that everyone feared.

There, a crazy witch with a morbid possessiveness toward me is imprisoned.

Sylvia thought that after I relinquished power, I would only be able to kneel in the mud like a stray dog and watch them be affectionate.

But she had no idea that I was the one who had the safety net for her throughout the entire city!

After losing my protection, the system completely crashed within a few days.

That freeloader completely dropped his pretense, not only beating her half to death with domestic violence, but also attempting to invade her private space.

When she crawled to the gate of the restricted area covered in blood, crying and begging me for forgiveness and to save her life.

I was being held in the arms of that aloof witch, watching the pretty boy who had come looking for me:

"The experiment actually spoke, darling..."

Sophia died betrayed—by a lover and a best friend. But death wasn't the end. She woke up in the body of Diana Spencer, a woman with her own tragic past and a cruel husband.

With a new chance at life, Sophia is no longer the woman to be taken down easily. Armed with Diana's memories and a burning desire for revenge, she's ready to reclaim what's hers and make her enemies pay. Vengeance never looked so sweet.

"You have no idea what you've done to me. I've been replaying every sound you made, every way you came apart for me." His grip tightened. "I'm not letting that go. I'm not letting you go. Fuck the friendship. I want you."
I let out a little gasp. His thumb rubbed across my lower lip.
"I don't just want to f**k you—I want to keep you. You're my favorite sin, and I'll commit it again and again until you understand you're mine." His lips twitched a little. "You've always been mine, Savannah."


Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong?
Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer—until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken… and now belongs to her sister.
A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor.
To survive it, Savannah brings a date—her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who’s always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy.
Until fake kisses start to feel real.
Now Savannah’s torn between keeping up the act… or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

[...] “Listen carefully to my words… If you want this pretty ass of yours to be marked by my fingers, you should be respectful and say only yes, sir.”
His other hand finally returns to my ass, but not in the way I’d like.
“I’m not going to repeat myself… do you understand?” Mr. Pollock asks, but he’s squeezing my throat, and I can’t answer him.
He’s stealing my breath, and all I can do is nod helplessly, listening to his sigh.
“What did I just say?” He squeezes a little tighter, making me gasp. “Hum?”
“Y- Yes, sir.” My voice comes out strangled while I rub myself against the bulge in his pants, making the chain of the clamp stretch and pinch my clit a little harder.
“Good girl.” [...]
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I died on my husband’s orders.
My five‑month baby was torn from me, limb by limb, on an operating table he approved.
My sister was left a vegetable after he paid men to break her.
I was thrown into prison for a crime I didn’t commit, then dragged back to donate my kidney to the woman who destroyed us both.

When I finally collapsed on a freezing street, wearing a humiliating sign around my neck, he didn’t even blink.

Then I woke up.
One year before the nightmare began.
Lying next to him on the very night he first believed her lies.

His hand is already reaching for me.
This time, I don’t cry. I don’t beg.

I smile.

He thinks I’m still his broken wife.
He has no idea that tonight, the hunter becomes the prey.
And when he finally falls to his knees?

His turn to beg.

Trigger warning!!!

Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, possessive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries.

EXCERPT

Blood everywhere. Trembling hands.

"No!" My eyes blurred.

His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved—dead.

Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother.


Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move.

At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession.

Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom.

The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her.

On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother.

She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his.

But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?

You like your holes getting wrecked by our ccks at the same time, right?” Axel growled at the same time he hit that spot, one that made me dizzy with intense pleasure and made me moan around his brother’s cck. Ashley has always known hell at the hands of her triplet stepbrothers. Her mother’s affair with their father drove her to her death and they’re determined to make her life a living hell. And that, they did to the maximum. Until they realize that they all share a fated mate and she’s no one other than Ashley. She rejects them and now, they must fight tooth and nail to prove themselves to her as worthy of her forgiveness and love. This is a dark romance with bully themes and with HEA.

“Just because you hate me doesn’t mean your body doesn’t want me,” he said, He lifted her leg and leaned closer to her, his fingers touched her lips and trailed down to her neck, he could hear her heart beating fast and he knew he had that effect on her. “Your body wants me and there is no denying that” he stated the obvious, “So don’t you ever think that I can’t have you when I want because I can and I would” he boldly said and then turned his back towards her.
“I own you now Bella and you can never escape me” he whispered to her ears hovering over her and pinning her body to his with his arms around her waist.
Her scent was driving him crazy making his imagination grow wild.
Bella, a joyful and beautiful girl who lived happily with her parents and her little brother as the only family related to the Alpha of the Crescent moon pack was met with the gruesome death of her family by another Alpha who attacked their pack.
This shattered and broke her making her weak and lonely, she thought she had seen the end of the world until she found out that she was sold as a bride by her uncle to the same Alpha who killed her family.
Will she accept such a cruel fate and bend to her Alpha's will or would she avenge her family?

"TangShi is a girl without much luck in the world. Despised by her father after her mother died giving birth to her, she has grown up in a cold and unloving environment and hated by her stepmother. Blamed for things she could never control and treated as an outcast by her own blood.

Forced to come home after finally escaping to school on a self achieved scholarship abroad, she is promised to the son of the Leng family. To create a beneficial business alliance to further her own father's greed in the corporate world.

Only YuZhi Leng is as unwilling as she is, with a girlfriend already in place that he adores and no desire to honor the contract put in place - to produce an heir in the first year of marriage and solidify the two families union.

TangShi must bear living as a third wheel in this unwanted life and accept or be thrown aside by her family. Until upon meeting, she realizes that YuZhi may not be the stranger to her she thought he was and recognizes him on sight. Could he be the man she met eight years ago at a masked ball, who swept her off her feet and made her feel alive, and yet left her heartbroken that fateful night?

A rollercoaster of a marriage is about to be embarked upon."

"I need a husband in three days, or I lose everything."

After numerous failed matchmaking attempts, my mother threatened to cancel the trust fund my father had left me. Three days before my twenty-eighth birthday, I went to a charity event,

Desperate and drunk on champagne, I walked up to the most intimidating man at the charity gala. He was cold, arrogant, and looked at me like I was a piece of meat. I didn't care. I handed him my business card, my hand trembling.

He didn't take it. Instead, he followed me to the balcony. "You didn't come here for business, Talia," he whispered, his voice dark and seductive. "You came here to be taken."

Before the night was over, I was in his bed. Naked, satisfied, and sleepy. I told him I wanted to marry him. He said yes and agreed to marry me immediately. I fell asleep without realizing that I had just proposed to the most powerful banker in New York City.

I should have run. I didn't know he was Alexander Cielo Morgan, the most ruthless banker in New York. I didn't know that one night with him would cost me my freedom forever. But it was too late for me to back out. I was trapped in a marriage with him. And I found that losing a hundred million dollars in trust funds was far better than giving my life to Alexander Cielo.

Qiara Stone died once—long enough to watch the Clayborne family mourn her like a performance and celebrate their glittering “songbird” like she was born to shine. Then Qiara wakes up a week earlier in her twenty-year-old body, memories intact, heart blazing with one truth: she was never meant to be background noise in someone else’s masterpiece.

Raised by loving adoptive parents until a hospital mix-up rewrote her fate, Qiara was reclaimed by the powerful Claybornes—only to have her talent suppressed, her future bartered, and her voice stolen to protect the family’s lie. This time, she’s done obeying. With the Garden East Musical Competition as her battlefield, Qiara risks everything to step into the spotlight and claim the career that was always hers.

But the Claybornes don’t lose gracefully—and freedom comes with a price. When ruthless tech heir Julius Pierre offers Qiara protection, power, and a partnership no one can ignore, she must decide whether his deal is a lifeline… or just another gilded cage.

In a world where reputations are bought and voices are stolen, Qiara’s second life may be her only chance to sing—and make them pay.

Carlyle de Noct, the blood prince undefeated for three thousand years,
believed he would spend eternity rotting away in solitude.
Until, in Dust Alley, he was saved by a wingless girl of the blood.

I was supposed to become a bride that day.
Instead, I became a mafia king’s prisoner.
Luca Morretti didn’t kidnap me for money.
He kidnapped me for revenge.

My father destroyed his life.
So Luca took the one thing he could use to destroy my father back.

Me.

To him, I’m nothing but a pawn.
A punishment.
A girl he plans to break until I beg.

He gave me six months.
Six months to break.
Six months to beg.
Six months until his own body betrays him—because the ruthless man who rules with blood…
is dying.
To everyone else, he’s untouchable.
To me, he’s a monster with a expiration date.

But Luca Morretti made one fatal mistake.

He thought I would shatter.

Instead, I started watching.
Listening.
Learning the brutal rules of his world.

The deeper I fall into the mafia empire he rules with blood and fear, the more dangerous everything becomes.

Because the ruthless man who swore to destroy me…

is starting to look at me like I belong to him.

And the truth is even more terrifying.

I’m beginning to realize the man who kidnapped me…

might be the only one who can save me.

But in the mafia world, love is the most dangerous weakness of all.

And if Luca ever discovers the secret I’m hiding—

revenge will be the least of our problems.

"Are you threatening me?" Nathan's eyes flashed dangerously.
"Negotiating," I corrected. "Let me go to college, and I'll agree to your rejection."


As a wolf who doesn't like parties, my biggest dream is to leave my original pack.
I never expected that Nathan, the Alpha's son who bullied me the most, would find out on my 18th birthday that I am his destined mate.
He wants to reject me, yet he’s also unwilling to let me leave the Pack. The acceptance letter in my bag is my only hope of escape, and I’m using the rejection he desires as a bargaining chip.
Will he agree, or will he refuse to let me go no matter what?

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“Starting today, you’re my bride. Unless you want to pay for everything your dad, Bruno, did to me. You’re mine, now and forever.” Those words hit me hard, feeling more like a threat to my life than anything else.

When Dad told me he’d be away for a few days, I thought I’d finally get the freedom I’d always wanted.

Every single day was a nightmare with him around, always bringing loan sharks to mess everything up. Finally, he was leaving! I thought I’d be free.

But that was before he showed up, took me hostage, and declared me his exclusive bride. I’d heard about him before—everyone knew him as a public figure and a notorious Mafia boss.

Nicola DeSanto. That’s his name.

I felt my life crumble when I found out Dad had stolen something from him and even killed his fiancée. Cassandra, you’re in deep trouble now. I have to do whatever it takes to become his favorite.

"How can I marry a man I do not know?"
"You can't possibly do this."
"Your father is the one who decides what can possibly happen."
"Why do I have to marry him?"
"Your father wants to do business with him, and it is so much that it would take us from top twenty to top ten."
Nirelle’s fate is sealed. After a life of endless scrubbing, suffering, and silence, her father decides her worth lies in securing a business deal. A deal so massive, it promises to thrust their family into elite status—at the cost of her freedom.
Married off to a man cloaked in more secrets than the night sky, Nirelle wants to run. But there's nowhere to go. With every ounce of strength she has left, she chooses to shift prisons—from her father’s oppressive home to her new husband’s mansion.
Lucien Vexley is nothing like she expected. The name alone strikes fear on the streets, the rumours painting him as a shadowy, ruthless enigma. Yet the man sitting across from her at the dining table, caring for her in ways she’s never known, is nothing like the beast they described.
Lucien is a mystery she can’t seem to solve.
"You are handsome?"
"It seems you were expecting me to be a beast?"
"Well, according to the rumours,"
"Am I not here as a scapegoat for something?"
Nirelle doesn’t understand the warmth beginning to stir in her chest, the way her stomach flutters when he's near. But something is changing. Something deep. Something dangerous.
She’s not just learning how to survive anymore—
She’s learning how to become her.

I closed my eyes as a dying, ugly servant, but I woke up in the bed of the Alpha King's son, pregnant with his heir!

The tropical storm raged outside, but inside this silk-draped room, I was safe. My scarred, pathetic body was gone, replaced by flawless skin and the voluptuous curves of Luna Rosie. I touched the protruding belly—I am carrying Alpha Gideon’s baby, the man I secretly loved for years! But the twist of fate is cruel. The real Luna Rosie didn't die; her soul is now trapped in my old, ugly body.

She stands in the corner as a maid, forced to serve me tea while I live the life she took for granted. She glares at me with hatred, but I don't care. I finally have everything I ever wanted.

But when Alpha Gideon returns and looks into my eyes, will he recognize the soul of the servant girl who used to wash his clothes?

“Cecelia will show you the secrets that please me in the bed,” he explained, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
“How is she supposed to do that?” I questioned.
In a swift motion, he rose from his seat, catching me off guard. Before I knew it, I found myself lying on his bed, his weight pressing me down. Panic flashed across my face as his hand covered my mouth, silencing any protests I might have had.
“Cecelia is here to give you more experience,” he whispered, his voice low and commanding.
“Remember, if I catch you with another man, you’ll have to answer to me,” he warned, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.


Adeline has been betrothed to Prince Alexander from the moment that she was born. On the eve of Adeline's eighteenth birthday Alexander becomes her husband. They go home to their own castle where Adeline meets Alexanders mistress Cecelia. Alexander has two more mistresses as well. Adeline runs away to her country estate one night when Alexander is with Cecelia. Alexander follows Adeline and pretends like he is going to change his abusive ways. As they return to their castle Alexander continues to be abusive. Alexander hires Edmund to teach Adeline how to please him in bed. Edmund ends up double crossing Alexander and abducts Adeline. He ransoms Adeline for one million dollars. Alexander reluctantly dispatches a letter to his father the King. The king shows up to the castle and cast Cecelia out of the castle. Alexander finds out about Cecelia being kicked out of his home. The king sends a guard with Alexander to make sure that he pays the ransom. During the King's confrontation with Cecelia, he makes a point that Alexander did not really love Cecelia. Alexander cast Cecelia out when he realizes that he does not actually love Cecelia. Determined to make his relationship with Adeline work he pays the ransom. He attempts to learn more about Adeline. As the king leaves, he invites them to a ball to celebrate their marriage. Cecelia shows up mad that she was not on the guest list. She demands to speak to Alexander. After the ball Alexander must go into battle. The kingdom is under threat of seize by a kingdom across the sea. Alexander is about to go into battle. He begins to question what to do when Cecelia tells him some concerning news.

He hated witches with a burning passion, vowing to hunt them all down, until he tasted her blood on his lips.

"Alpha, we found the moon girl," they said. I expected a monster. Instead, I found Lyra. She was fragile, beautiful, and carried the scent of lavender and rain that drove my wolf insane. I should have killed her. The prophecy said she would end the packs. But when I touched her skin, sparks of electricity shattered my immunity. My wolf, Rudy, howled in my mind, screaming one word: Mate.

I denied it. I threw her in a dungeon. I tried to ignore the pull. But when the Shadow Pack abducted her, my control snapped. I drove into that forest like a man possessed. I tore through the rogues, ripping throats with my teeth. When I saw her in that cage, covered in filth, looking at me with those terrified silver eyes, I didn't see a witch. I saw mine.

I ripped the iron bars apart with my bare hands. "Come out," I commanded. She tried to heal my wounds in the car, her magic humming against my skin. "Never use magic on me," I growled, terrified by how much I liked it. I didn't take her back to the dungeon. I took her to my private quarters. Now, she sleeps in the room next to mine, and I stand at her door every night, fighting the urge to claim the enemy who was destined to be my soulmate.


Locked in the Alpha's bedroom, Lyra discovers two things: she has forbidden magic, and her captor wants to use her body to satiate his wolf. He claims he hates witches, but every night he comes closer to breaking his own rules.

"How dare you?...She is my wife!" Maurice was livid, the sight before him, sickening."She was mine before she became your wife, father!" Brian gritted through his teeth.
Glenda was cheated by her lover, Brian and forced to marry her lover's father, Maurice. She becomes a pawn in their rivalry. But where does Glenda's love lie?Does Glenda reunite with her lover, Brian?Or does she find comfort in the arms of her lover's father, Maurice?

"Emily," he said with a low, smooth voice. "You've grown up a lot since the last time I saw you."

My heart practically jumped into my throat. What was that supposed to mean? I couldn't tell if it was a compliment or something...else. That strange, heated thrill kept running through me.

"I...guess so," College changes you."

"Does it?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. There was a hint of mischief in his smile, and my heart raced at the thought of what he might be thinking.

"Yeah, you know," I tried sounding causal. "More responsibilities, more-"

"More maturity?" There was teasing lilt in his voice as he interrupted. The way he said it made my heart flutter.

I laughed, a little nervous. "Yeah, something like that." I mumbled, not really sure how to respond.

"You knew," I spat, my voice laced with accusation. "You knew all this time that I was your mate. You let me suffer… let her humiliate me… and you did nothing."
Kendrick's expression darkened, and his gaze turned sharp as a blade. "Because, Alison," he snapped, his voice rising, "I cannot be mated to a lowly servant like you, talk more of making you my Luna."
"I, Alpha Kendrick of the Silver Moon Pack," he declared, his voice loud and resolute, "reject you, Alison."
"I, Alison… accept your rejection, Alpha Kendrick."
Alison spent her entire life in the shadows, enduring torment under Alpha Kendrick, the same man the Moon Goddess fated as her mate. But when he cruelly rejects her in favor of his fiancée Priya, Alison boldly severs their bond completely, choosing freedom over submission, even if it means facing life as a rogue. Just when her world seems to be crumbled, fate intervenes. Alison crosses paths with Alpha Xander, the powerful and revered leader of the Nightfang Pack, who stuns her with a new and unbreakable bond.
As secrets from her past begins to unfold and the pull of fate grows stronger, Alison finds herself caught between two Alpha's... one who seeks to possess and control her, and the other who vows to protect her at all cost. Amid manipulations, betrayal, pack politics, and secrets of her past, Alison must rise above her struggles and reclaim her identity not just as a Luna, but as the long-lost heir to a legacy she never knew existed.
Will Alison embrace her powers and claim her rightful place, or will the forces conspiring against her tear everything apart? What will be her choice when the past, present and future collide?

“You've got to be kidding me...”
Rolling his eyes he scoffed “just say yes. I know you need the money.”
He wasn't wrong there, but I had a feeling I was going to regret this.


Deidra wanted to have a normal college experience just like everyone else, but the last thing she had anticipated was her fourth grade bully to come running back into her life asking her for help. Inheritance clauses, last-minute wills, and a free ticket for her undergrad years to be paid in full?
What more was there to say, except that Wes wasn’t someone easy to work with.
He was more likely going to be more trouble than the money is worth.

It Had To Be You is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"The wedding is in two days. I'm not ready for this." Hilda said beneath her breath.

"You don't have a choice, Ms. Thompson. Oh, you do- You can either be my wife, or your family goes bankrupt; making you live on the streets. Isn't that a better choice Hilda?"

He asked, staring intently at her, with a sharp smirk on his face, that Hilda so wished to slap off.

The thought of getting married to Alexander was dreadful.

"You don't want to miss your wedding Ms. Thompson. Don't be late." Alexander said. His voice made her escape her thoughts.

Hilda Thompson, an independent young woman, finds herself thrust into an arranged marriage with the possessive and enigmatic billionaire Alexander Hartman to save her father's crushing company.

As Hilda tries to navigate the complexities of their relationship, she must confront her desires while being held captive by the controlling grip of her billionaire husband.

Will Hilda be able to break free from Alexander's possessive hold and discover true love, or will she remain trapped in a marriage devoid of passion and freedom?

Winter Cheshire, a future alpha by fate, but a slave mate by her father's choice. Lucky for her, Castro, her third chance mate rescues her from her abusive captor. To her dismay, even her savior gives her a cold shoulder after bringing her to his pack.
After two rejections, Castro's unwillingness to accept her is salt on her wounds. What's the point of staying if she isn't good enough for him? So she runs away, little does she know, someone is watching her and knows the true potential of her wolf.
A war of betrayal, redemption, awakening and a fated bond is waiting to unleash on all of them. Just remember the moon goddess, is on her side, and they should be ready for Winter's wrath.

In a world where werewolves and witches are sworn enemies, Selene has always known she was different. Cursed with powers she barely understands and shunned by her own coven, she longs for acceptance and love. But fate has other plans when she meets Kieran, the ruthless and impossibly handsome Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. Bound by destiny but divided by ancient hatred, Selene is stunned when Kieran rejects her as his mate, casting her aside as nothing more than an outcast witch.

Heartbroken and humiliated, Selene vows to forget him. Yet, destiny refuses to release its grip. When a sinister dark magic threatens Kieran’s pack, even his formidable strength proves powerless. Desperate and out of options, Kieran must turn to the very woman he rejected—the witch whose hidden powers may be his only salvation.

Maurice comes closer again and kisses me. "Gosh, you drive me crazy."
I can feel his hand travelling behind my back. Easily, he unhooks the strap of my undergarment, still placing feather soft kisses on my skin, fanning me with his smooth breath. What happens next is an unforgettable night of passion.


When Stacy's parents leave without a trace never to come back, they leave her in the cruel hands of the Alpha and his pack members who derive pleasure in beating her and calling her a weak and useless Omega.

However, one day，Stacy meets her mate. She's surprised to discover that her mate is an Alpha, something which baffles her. She can't believe that her mate is an Alpha while she's an Omega, a weak one for that matter?

Life doesn't always go as planned, as fate always has its way of twisting people's destinies. After the death of Cassie's mom, she grew up living a miserable life with her father, who blamed her for the death of her mother, because she had died while giving birth to her. Cassie never stopped imagining how sweet her life would've been if her mom was alive.

She thought things will get better for her, but then it only became worse, as her father sold her to a stranger, who turned out to be the ruthless alpha Damien that Cassie had bumped into in the past. What becomes the fate of Cassie, after she found herself stuck in between alpha Damien and his twin brother?