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I gave up five years of my marriage for nothing.

My son is dead. He died on his fifth birthday, waiting for his father to come home. But instead of his dad, a car accident took him. And his father? He was a thousand miles away, with another woman.

For five years, I put up with my husband's coldness and his family's constant humiliation. I thought having a child would melt his icy heart. I was wrong—so terribly, laughably wrong.

He couldn't even focus at our son's funeral—his eyes were only for his old flame, his "true love." It wasn't until I was on my deathbed that he finally shed those fake tears of regret. But it was too late. My child was gone. My love had died. And soon, I would be gone too.

This marriage, this whole life—it's all been one big joke. I just want to find my son as soon as I can. To tell him that his mother never gave up on him. To promise him that in another world, we'll never be apart again.

“Don’t go. Do as he says,” grandmother said. Suzanne blinked and looked into her grandmother’s face.

“Grandmama?”

Grandmother’s eyes were no longer glazed, and she had spoken with such clarity when usually, her speech was slurred. At that very moment, Suzanne had no doubt that her grandmother’s mind was crystal clear.

Grandmother held onto Suzanne’s hand and gently pried open her palm, revealing the black mark. Grandmother’s eyes narrowed as she traced her bony finger on Suzanne’s palm before staring back at Suzanne.

“This,” she pointed at Suzanne’s palm, “This is the mark of the beast.”

He called me bland. So I slept with his boss to spite him.
Now I'm pregnant by the most ruthless Alpha in the city, and he wants me to be his fake mate.
Living in his penthouse, the contract feels less fake every day. Especially when he goes feral protecting me.
Then I discover I'm a hidden heiress worth billions.
Suddenly my "basic" ass is Luna Queen material.
Revenge tastes sweet.

Every day, millions of players log into Aetheria, the world’s most immersive game. They slay monsters, start wars, and chase glory before logging off for dinner.

Zaren has spent his entire life in Aetheria. As a simple blacksmith from a peaceful town, he has watched players treat his world like a playground, destroying homes, causing deaths, and walking away without consequence. He thought they were immortal.

Then a system glitch changes everything.

Suddenly, Zaren can see the game’s hidden interface: levels, quests, patch notes, and one terrifying update.

NPC behavioral realism update successfully installed. Subjects appear unaware they are in a video game.

To the players, his world isn’t real. To Zaren, it’s everything.

Unable to fight thousands of godlike players head-on, he turns their own system against them, altering quests, spreading misinformation, and manipulating the game from the shadows. But as he digs deeper, he uncovers evidence of another “glitch” who tried the same thing long ago and became the most hated villain in Aetherian history.

Now Zaren must decide whether saving his world is worth becoming its next monster.

"They said you killed him.”
“I did.”
“And the girl who tried to save you?”
“She died too… because I didn’t stop playing.”

"And you died once. Didn’t that teach you something?”
“Yes. That some lives aren’t worth reliving.”

When Elara Vance, a world-class tennis prodigy, dies after a betrayal, she wakes up three years earlier before everything went wrong.

But this time, life wasn’t how she remembered. The orphanage had given up her adoption to someone else, and they seemed desperate to marry her off to the very man she once sworn to kill.

Filled with vengeance, Elara vows to reclaim her title, her pride, and destroy everyone who once watched her fall, anyone who stands in her way.

But her greatest obstacle isn’t her rivals, it's her heart. Because the man she despises most might not be who he seems, and the deeper she digs, the truth takes a dark turn.

I survived 100 underground death matches just to keep my brother alive.
My reward? A rusted coffee can holding his ashes.
When I knelt in the pouring rain, desperately scraping his ash out of the black mud, Cassian—the mafia boss I'd bled for ten years—kicked the can away.
He pulled a gun and pressed it to my head. All because his innocent fiancée felt "scared" by my look.
"Apologize to her," he commanded.
Looking at the gun I had engraved with his name years ago, I didn't cry. I didn't beg. I just laughed.
Clutching the battered, empty tin can to my chest, I turned and stepped off the cliff into the raging Black Sea.
Only then did the great Cassian panic, his desperate screams swallowed by the dark waves.

Eighty-eight times.
That was how many times I had put on a white dress, or packed my ID, heading to the registry office to marry Harrison Churchill. And eighty-eight times, I ended up in an ambulance.
The first time, it was a street drive-by. A bullet tore through my shoulder just two blocks from City Hall.
The fifteenth time, a car bomb shattered three of my ribs.
The forty-second time, a steel frame plummeted from a construction site, cracking my skull.
......And this time?
The eighty-eighth time. A massive cargo container "accidentally" slipped from a crane at the docks, crushing my car.
Maybe, it’s time to say goodbye.

Aria Graves was the perfect Luna.
After seven years of a marriage built on lies, She didn't break when the truth surfaced—she burned. Her revenge was clean and her rejection final. 
But fate wasn't done with her.
To protect his own secrets, her father used her mother's life as leverage and forced Aria to take her sister's place, sending her to the Silverfang Pack as a living offering to their ruthless Alpha King, Damien Rothwell.
Cold, commanding, and scarred by war, Damien should have killed her. Instead, he claimed her.
Yet the King is not the only one who wants her.
His half-brother, Ethan Rothwell, once the blind boy Aria taught to read, now returns a man who sees her more clearly than anyone else.
Now Aria stands between two brothers—one bound by duty, the other by love.
In a world where loyalty bleeds and desire burns, she must choose: the Alpha King who could ruin her, or the brother who would burn the world to save her.

When her mate, Rollins Lancaster, the star of the college hockey team and the alpha heir of Crescent Moon Pack publicly rejects her for the school’s golden cheerleader, the heartbreak was enough to destroy her wolf. But fate wasn’t done with Piper yet as that same night, she found herself in bed with Archie Quinn, Alpha heir of the Frostfang Pack and her second chance mate. As hockey rivalries between Rollins and Archie explode into off and on ice battles, secrets buried under years of silence start to surface. Piper was forced to choose between love and vengeance, but the deeper she digs, the more dangerous the truth becomes.

Ella was mocked by the Alpha she had loved for ten years. In a fit of revenge, she got drunk and ended up spending the night with the most powerful Alpha...
As she becomes the Luna of the strongest pack, she faces the biggest decision of her life!
Oliver, the Alpha, has secretly loved her for ten years, and Jackson, the Alpha she once loved, also wants to win her heart.
Will these proud Alphas all bow at her feet? How should she choose?

Camilla Stewart never thought that it would be a disastrous one-night stand for her. Her virginity was forcibly snatched away by Tristan Drayson, a heartbroken billionaire CEO who was betrayed by his fiance, the Japanese model Ayana.
Tristan tries to make amends by paying Camilla as much money as she wants. The condition was that Camilla had to leave New York as soon as possible.
"Mr. Tristan! I beg of you, I-I need the money right now. You tell me anything this time I won't refuse, as long as you give me the money you promised."
"Really? You're not going back on your word again?" Tristan challenges Camilla. Camilla lowered her head and nodded slowly, with the burden of shame already mounting.
"Then serve me one more time tonight. If you can satisfy me tonight, I'll pay you double the amount I promised."
How will Camilla handle her accidental pregnancy after signing the contract with Tristan? The presence of billionaire heir William is saving her but Tristan’s show-up make their triangle love more complicated than expected.
How will Camilla choose between her entangled relationship with two billionaires?

After getting mated to an Alpha from the Mountain Pack, Jade happily follows him home to start her new life but she's totally unprepared to discover that he's part of a set of triplets who are her mates too!

It's an unusual situation but it comes with exciting days and steamy nights. She was having the time of her life until she becomes pregnant and the brothers begin to fight over the unborn baby's paternity.

Unable to cope with the chaos, she goes to her childhood home to escape from the conflict. Her unexpected visit starts a chain reaction that leads her down a dark rabbit hole filled with secrets, lies, betrayal and a world of unpleasant surprises.

Will she eventually have her happy ending or is she doomed to a life of endless confusion?

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, his hands trembling as he cupped my cheeks. "You'll always be my best friend."
"And you'll always be mine."
I pressed my lips against his, needing to taste him, to feel his lips on mine, to know that at this moment, he was mine.
Olivia Martins has always been an outcast in the Nightshade pack.
She's an omega, and the pack she grew up in never failed to remind her that she'd never be one of them.
It wasn't so bad growing up—she had her best friend by her side.
Caspian Storm, son of the alpha of the Nightshade pack, befriended her when they were both little, and they've been inseparable ever since.
Their friendship started out sweet and innocent, but it developed into more.
Olivia knew that it couldn't last forever because Caspian would find his mate—and what they had would come to an end.
Yet, she couldn't guard her heart.
And when her worst fear comes true, she flees.
Will Olivia and Caspian find their way back to each other?
Or will the threat of Caspian finding his mate keep them apart?

My aunt was terrified I'd end up with a human. So she arranged a marriage herself.

The groom? Kael Voss. Alpha heir to the most powerful pack on the East Coast.

I had a Moonstone Mate Necklace custom-made for the occasion. Global commission. A hundred and eighty thousand dollars.

The day I went to pick it up, it was snatched right out of my hands.

The woman who took it? Chloe Hart. Kael's so-called childhood best friend.

She looked me up and down like I was a stray dog that had wandered in off the street.

"A hundred and eighty grand? Sweetheart, you can't even afford the tax."

Then she told me to get on my knees. Right there, in front of the whole store. Scream three times, "I'm a worthless stray Omega and I know my place."

I didn't kneel.

I threw her own words right back in her face and put her on the floor with one kick.

That's when Kael walked in. My fiancé. The man I'd never met until that very moment.

And damn... he was gorgeous.

I'll be honest, I'm shallow. Always have been. That face hit every single thing on my list.

So I walked right up to him, gave him my sweetest smile, and said, "Hi. I'm Judy. Your fiancée."

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

My brother and my fiancée forged evidence of my crimes. They claimed I was guilty of corruption, bribery, and betraying the family—that I was a traitor to the nation. If not for their "mercy," they said, I would have already been sentenced to death.

But that wasn't enough. Three years later, when Father lay dying, my brother and fiancée threw me into the Gulf of Mexico, all to eliminate any chance I might have of competing for the family inheritance.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to three years ago—to the moment they framed me for treason...

Freezing lake water flooded my lungs, swallowing every desperate breath as I sank beneath the ice.
On the shore, Oscar-winning actress Lauren looked down at me with a smile as elegant as it was cruel.
"Lexi, did you really think you deserved to be Mrs. Blackwood? Drowning in this lake is the price for stealing my spotlight."
Just when I thought the icy winter would become my grave, Sebastian Blackwood pulled me from the brink of death.
But the chill radiating from him was colder than the frozen lake itself.
Tilting up my bruised, blue-tinged chin, he ignored the mud clinging to my body—a man whose obsession with cleanliness was legendary. His voice was cold, commanding, and utterly merciless.
"Lexi, I told you before. Without my permission, you don't even have the right to die."
A shiver ran through me as I met the terrifying possessiveness burning in his eyes.
Only then did I realize the truth.
Every miraculous rescue. Every time he appeared out of nowhere when I was at my lowest. Every moment I believed he was the man who had saved me from hell...
It was all a lie.
He had never been my savior.
He was the devil who had dragged me into the abyss.
Making me the lead actress in Fallen Empire was never meant to launch my career. It was the first step in building a far more exquisite prison—a gilded cage where he intended to keep me by his side, forever.

In the enchanted world of Netherland, fairies and elves live peacefully, protected from their enemies by their pure hearts and magical powers. But when the jealous and scheming Eliza falls into the trap of the black witch, the fragile peace is threatened. The witch escapes to Earth, where she plans to carry out her evil schemes.

The God of Fairy sends three powerful student fairies, Charlie, Roman, and Brielle, to capture the witch and bring her back to Netherland. But their mission is complicated by the rule that they must not fall in love on Earth and avoid getting distracted.

Charlie, the most gifted and respected fairy in Netherland, falls into a LAFS (Love At First Sight) with a popular band leader in the school where the witch is hiding. As Charlie tries to balance her feelings for her newfound love and her duty to stop the witch, she also attracts unknown enemies who threaten her and her mission.

Meanwhile, Eliza continues to scheme and manipulate, putting herself and her fellow fairies in danger. Will the three fairies be able to capture the witch and save their world? Can Charlie resist the pull of love and focus on her mission? And what consequences will Eliza's actions have on the fragile peace of Netherland?

Once Upon A Magical Saga is a captivating tale of love, magic, and adventure that will transport readers to a world of wonder and danger.

Once a bright and gentle boy, he has become the backbone of the Special Forces, the Sterling family's pride.
But he is no longer the man she once knew. Now, he is a blade: sharp, cold, and unyielding.

"I still love you," she said, "but I can never forgive you."

He was ready to pay the price.
What he didn’t expect was that the price might be his life.
Because Elena Cooper wasn’t just someone he loved.
She was his life.

Criminal profiler in training (and newlywed) Jessie Hunt, 29, discovers that dark secrets lurk in her new suburban town; when a body turns up dead, she finds herself caught in the crosshairs of her newfound friends, her husband’s secrets, her serial killer caseload—and the secrets of her own dark past.In THE PERFECT WIFE (A Jessie Hunt Psychological Suspense Thriller—Book One), Criminal profiler-in-training Jessie Hunt is sure she's finally put the darkness of her childhood behind her. She and her husband, Kyle, just moved from a cramped downtown Los Angeles apartment into a Westport Beach mansion. Kyle's promotion has them swimming in money. And Jessie is on the verge of getting her Master's degree in forensic psychology, the last step in her dream of becoming a criminal profiler. But soon after their arrival, Jessie begins to notice a series of strange developments. The neighbors—and their au pairs—all seem to be hiding secrets. The mysterious yacht club Kyle is desperate to join is rife with cheating spouses, and with troubling rules of its own. And the notorious serial killer being held at the psychiatric hospital where Jessie is completing her degree seems to know more about her life than is normal—or safe. As her world starts to unravel, Jessie begins to question everything around her—including her own sanity. Has she truly uncovered a disturbing conspiracy buried within a sunny, wealthy Southern California beach town? Does the mass murderer she's studying really somehow know the origin of her private nightmares? Or has her tortured past finally come back to claim her?A fast-paced psychological suspense thriller with unforgettable characters and heart-pounding suspense, THE PERFECT WIFE is book #1 in a riveting new series that will leave you turning pages late into the night.

When Alpha Alex chose to abandon our biological son Lucas in the fire and instead saved the son of Omega Isabella, my world shattered.

In an instant, I became a pitiful creature crushed under their feet.
Isabella humiliated me—forced me to lick the dirt off her shoes like I was nothing.

Lucas died in agony, and I wasn’t even allowed to attend his funeral.

But as the truth slowly began to unravel, I realized with horror that behind all this suffering…
lay a secret powerful enough to destroy me.

What should I do now?

Can anyone tell me—
how do I escape a fate that feels like a nightmare I can’t wake from?

"Hey, don't move!"
I was robbed by a stranger. But what he wanted was not money.
He tore my clothes off, kept kissing me hard, not to rape me.
He wanted me to cover his blood and track from his enemies.
I saw blood running out of his stomach.
He said thank you after he fooled his enemies.
I let him come into my place to get the bullet out of him.
I was a doctor.
He gave me a kiss the next morning and disappeared from my life.
It felt like a dream, I couldn't help thinking about the night making out with him.
Until one day, I saw him again in the hospital.
I learned that he was a soldier and that he had looked for me and loved me for a very very long time...
But I had no memory of him, until...

Ethan Ashworth had nothing — no money, no family, no future. Just a rundown room, a handsome face that brought him nothing but pain, and the daily beatings from rich bullies who saw him as trash.

Then came the brutal ambush behind the school building. Left bleeding and alone as the weekend began, Ethan finally gave up on life.

That was when the voice spoke.

[Bloodline Legacy Contract activated.]

Suddenly, the frail orphan from the slums was thrust into another world — a realm of magic, kings, and monsters. With a mysterious system at his side and a sword in his hand, Ethan must complete deadly missions to grow stronger.

Because back home, the rich still rule… and he has a score to settle.

Emily Anderson once believed in love, family, and second chances. But when tragedy strikes, the man she trusted most, James Carter, becomes her cruelest tormentor. Haunted by the death of his mother and unborn child, James is determined to make Emily pay, no matter the cost.

Forced to live under the same roof, Emily struggles to protect her fragile younger brother, Oliver. But when James demands Oliver's kidney to save his own son, Emily's world begins to unravel. Her pleas are ignored, her sacrifices go unseen and soon, the line between justice and vengeance blurs.

As betrayal mounts from all sides—family, friends, and even fate—Emily is stripped of everything she holds dear. But in the depths of despair, something awakens within her. A spark. A purpose.

What began as a woman begging for mercy becomes a relentless fight for dignity, truth, and revenge. But just how far is Emily willing to go—and how much more does she have left to lose?

Layla Byrne arrives at Blackwater Hall with one letter in her bag and one ugly truth in her chest. Someone is dead, someone is definitely lying.

The school welcomes gifted students, bloodline heirs, and the children of old magical families. It also hides a forest full of sealed power, missing students, and a history everyone has been trained to forget.

Layla is the outsider from the coast, the scholarship girl with the wrong surname, the wrong accent, and a magic she cannot control. The moment she steps onto Blackwater Hall grounds, she feels eyes on her. Notes appear where they should not. Doors open behind her when nobody is there. Someone knows where she sleeps before she does.

The worst part is that the boy who keeps appearing whenever danger comes near her looks like the one who is doing it. Callum Reid is the academy’s golden enforcer, the respected heir with sharp hands, colder manners, and a habit of being too close for comfort. Layla decides he is the stalker. Callum decides she is a threat to the school and to herself. Neither of them is completely wrong.

As Layla digs deeper, she learns that Blackwater Hall does not merely educate students. It ranks them, watches them, marks them, and uses them. Students with the right bloodlines are pushed toward the hidden forest seal beneath the school. Records vanish. Names are being erased. People disappear.

The woman running the academy smiles through all of it. The archivist who keeps the records knows exactly how the old power works.

And the first boy Layla ever trusted in the academy turns out to be the real predator, the one who has been stalking her from the shadows long before she understood she was being hunted.

Someone posted a love confession to me on the campus board the same week I got nominated for the Outstanding Thesis Award. By that evening, my roommate's boyfriend had already commented—claiming I'd slept with our professor and faked my entire thesis.
My roommate swore she'd handle it.
She didn't.
A used condom appeared at my lab bench. Photos of a woman leaving my advisor's building at 2 a.m. went viral. The university pulled my thesis. My professor told me to disappear quietly. My parents drove six hours to slap me and tell me my sister would never.
I lost my degree, my family, and my name. Then I lost my life.
The night I died, I finally saw what I'd missed in those photos—a detail that proved it was never me.
I woke up three weeks before my thesis defense.
I remember everything. And this time, I'm not keeping quiet.

I never believed in fate, but that is the only way the four of us could have ever found each other. Adam Westmont, Adrian Volkov, and Anthony Davis were the golden boys of high society in our city. They were born with everything they could ever want at their finger tips, while I was not. Life wasn't as easy for me as it was for them, and maybe that was how is meant to be. Until fate brought them into my life one by one. Then tragedy hit us all. In the span of one week we all lost our family in suspicious deaths. When we are nearly taken out by someone trying to silence me for good, the guys basically kidnap me to find out what I know. The more we talk the more we start to realize that the deaths of our parents might have more in common than it seems.
The police are too scared to go near this case, so it's up to us to find out the truth. But the truth could either bring us together once and for all or destroy everything we have built.
Fate may have brought us together but it won't save us when the truth comes out. Nothing can stop the storm that's coming.

“The poison will eat you up soon. Rest in pieces, slut.” My best friend smiled as she watched me burn alive, her hand resting on her belly—pregnant with my fiancé’s child.

The excruciating pain of the fire tearing through my flesh was the last thing I felt before darkness swallowed me. I was Theodota, the foolish Omega who believed in love. But when I opened my eyes, I wasn't in hell. I was back in the classroom. Six years in the past.

Eleni, the woman who murdered me, was sitting right beside me, slipping a stolen jewelry box into my bag to frame me. "Theo, are you okay?" she asked with that sickeningly fake innocent smile.

I stared at her, my heart pounding not with fear, but with a cold, burning rage. Oh, I was more than okay. I was ready to destroy them.

When the school bully, Sophia, stormed in demanding her stolen necklace, Eleni feigned panic. "Theo, they were angry... I had to say you took it!" she whispered.

I didn't cower. I didn't cry. I smiled. "Sophia, search Eleni's bag instead."

As the stolen jewelry spilled from my "best friend's" bag, her face turned ghost white. The humiliation, the fear in her eyes—it was delicious. But this was just the beginning.

I walked out of the cafeteria, leaving her to the wolves, only to bump into a stranger. A man with dangerous blue eyes who looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole.

"Interesting," he muttered, his gaze locking onto mine.

And then, a jolt of electricity shot through my soul. Mate.

The rain glistened over the harbor asphalt the night I meant to tell him I was pregnant — to lay out all my quiet hopes for our wedding and our future. That was the night I was stolen away.
I screamed for help from a city stitched with police tape and hollow warehouses, where every thread of trust had already frayed. The man who should have trusted me brushed my pleas aside.
As answers began to surface, what we once called love soured into guilt, consuming obsession, and cold, calculated cruelty. Blue gemstones glint amid burned‑away proof, storm‑lashed docks bear witness. And I am the voice they will never manage to bury.

I am Rhea Winterbourne, Princess of Winterbourne Duchy, destined to become the bride of the tyrannical prince of the Ironfang Federation. But at the engagement ceremony, when he forcibly marked me with his Alpha pheromones, I made the craziest decision of my life—I ran away from the wedding.

To evade capture, I cut my golden hair short, concealed my gender, and infiltrated the military academy Zenith University under the identity of a commoner boy named "Ray Winters." I told myself that if I could just endure four years, I would gain enough power to protect myself.

But fate played a cruel joke by making me encounter them—

Commander Kyle Strike, the cold and ruthless tactical instructor. He cornered me against the wall in his office, his voice low and dangerous: "You're trembling, Winters. Is it because I'm too close?" His wolf recognized me as his fated mate, yet he couldn't understand why he felt such a fatal attraction to a "male student." "Tell me," he leaned close to my ear, "why does your scent make my rationality crumble?"

Jax Wilde, the wild and untamed genius warrior. In the soul-bond dream bestowed by the Moon Goddess, he kissed every corner of my lips, his voice husky: "You're mine, even though I don't know your name." In reality, when our lips accidentally brushed, he seized my wrist forcefully, his amber eyes burning with beast-like possessiveness: "This feeling... exactly like in the dream. Ray, tell me, who exactly are you?"

Two Alphas, two fated bonds, one deadly secret. When the truth is revealed, will I lose everything, or gain eternity?

"You are mine, Emily!" Xavier groaned in raw frustration.
   He looked over Emily's shoulders and noticed Devin staring at them. Since his stepsister started dating the bad boy, his love and obsession for her increased as his hatred for Devin increased as well.
   It hurts him to see the girl he loves so much getting comfortable with the bad Boy he has an unspeakable history with.
   "I love you, Emily" Xavier smirked as he moved closer to her "You belong to me sister or not!"
   He pulled her closer and smashed her lips in a forbidden kiss while Devin watched!
***********
One thing is certain that Emily could not tell the difference between love and feelings.
   Emily struggled in a confusing love triangle between Devin, the bad boy bully in school, and her stepbrother Xavier who bullies her at home.

[Divorce + Empowered Female Lead + Hidden Identity + Regretful Ex]
After the divorce, Alexander Brooks regretted it so much he could barely stand it!
How did his formerly dull and uninteresting ex-wife unexpectedly become so impressive?
The nation's top actor treats her like his sister, powerful elites can't stop thinking about her, and rising tech stars call her their mentor...
Not only that, but the miracle doctor, top-tier hacker, and world-class pianist he'd spent years searching for?
All her.
Alexander rekindles his determination and embarks on the long road to win back his ex-wife.
To his relentless persistence, Eira Johnson responds:
Him? Too broke for me. Not my type anymore.

"She doesn't even have a place to stay. She’d never dare to divorce me," my husband sneered, reassuring his mistress.

On the day of the horrific car crash, I was trapped inside a burning vehicle, screaming for help. My husband ignored my cries, picked up his mistress, and walked away without looking back.

That was the moment my heart died. I signed the divorce papers and vanished from his life.

But a month later, the very man who had treated me with absolute coldness was on his knees before me, his eyes bloodshot with tears.

This time, it’s his turn to beg.

Tyson and Ace, twin hybrid brothers and direct descendants of the Moon Goddess, thought life couldn't get any more complicated than being raised by their older brother, the Alpha King. But when Ryker found his second chance mate, they learn she has a missing daughter. The twins help find her and bring her home. Only when they do, they can’t help but feel drawn to the young girl. And on their seventeenth birthday, they find out she is their mate. The girl they helped raise as their own brother’s step-daughter was to be theirs. Though Lucy was only twelve, they knew she would be a handful when she found out in the future. Lucy is no ordinary hybrid but a mutated version, like her mother, and there is just one problem. She has no wolf. The scientists who experimented on her as a child killed her wolf counterpart, leaving her more vampire than wolf. Now, not only do the twin brothers have to wait for her to grow up, but they also have to hope she recognizes them when she does.

Lucy has always been different. Being a mutation of her hybrid mother, raised by her stepfather, the Alpha King and his two younger twin brothers, her life was never easy. She spent the majority of her life in captivity before her mother and her mate rescued her from the facility and brought her home. Little does she know that the two young men who have always been by her side since childhood and helped raise her, are hiding a secret. She is their mate. What will happen when Lucy finds out that the twins are her mates and that they have known about it all along? Can she look at them as anything more than family?

"State your business so I can leave soon."

"Really? Is that how you greet the person you haven't seen in a while?"

The moon princess crossed her arms against her chest. "I don't bother to greet that person at all. Consider yourself lucky."

"Didn't know the moon princess could contain that much spite."

"What can I say?" She lowered herself onto the ground. Now their height difference was much more apparent. "You... inspire me."

"Inspire you?"

"Yes," She smiled sweetly.


There's two things that strikes Talia as she starts reading the book of her past—Lukas was a reckless son of Helios, Ajaxson was the son of Ajax who's head over heels in love with her while she was a moon princess desired by both of them. To add a Greek Goddess Hera made it impossible for her to stay happy with Lukas. It was just not written in the stars.

One thing is certain that Emily could not tell the difference between love and feelings.
   Emily struggled in a confusing love triangle between Devin, the bad boy bully in school, and her stepbrother Xavier who bullies her at home.
   "You are mine, Emily!" Xavier groaned in raw frustration.
   He looked over Emily's shoulders and noticed Devin staring at them. Since his stepsister started dating the bad boy, his love and obsession for her increased as his hatred for Devin increased as well.
   It hurts him to see the girl he loves so much getting comfortable with the bad Boy he has an unspeakable history with.
   "I love you, Emily" Xavier smirked as he moved closer to her "You belong to me sister or not!"
   He pulled her closer and smashed her lips in a forbidden kiss while Devin watched!

One Hybrid, Two Mates. Vampire and Werewolf.
Laura perceived a strong minty scent, and she followed the smell, only to find him. The guy, whose magazine littered the streets and the walls of the entire country, Drake Regale. Her wolf suddenly screamed the word, "Mate!"
But the moment he saw her, his facial expression changed to that of hatred.

At the same time, the smell of honey wafted her nostrils. Immediately, she turned around in the direction of the scent, only to find the most feared vampire king, Derek Jefferson. And her wolf yet again screamed “Mate!"

The vampire king glared at her, and his hands instantly formed a fist like he was going to pounce on her any minute.


Laura (25) happens to be a royal princess, born by a werewolf king and a vampire slave, but she is cursed by a vengeful witch.

Drake Regale (30) A powerful and wealthy shape-shifter and Alpha, who is greatly feared in the werewolf world for his ruthlessness. His greatest enemies are the vampires for he has a deep history with the vampires which fueled his hatred for them.

Derek Jefferson (1000) A ruthless vampire king, who drinks blood for a living. He hates the werewolves and never hesitates to suck their blood until they perish. Not only that, but he was also from the origin of soul vampires.

With such an unprecedented situation, what will become of Laura's fate when she's hated by both mates?

On the eve of her eighteenth birthday, Saffron "Saffy" Callan believes her greatest challenges are high school graduation and saying a temporary goodbye to her human boyfriend, Sam, before they head to college. But Saffy’s life is built on a foundation of secrets. For years, her parents have suppressed her true nature, hiding the fact that she is a Werewolf Shapeshifter. As the moon rises on her birthday, the "fever" she’s been fighting culminates in a violent first shift, shattering her human reality and dragging her into a world of ancient laws and primal instincts.

Following her transformation, Saffy is uprooted from the neon glow of the city and taken deep into the wilderness to the Pack’s hidden village. Here, she learns the crushing weight of her heritage: she has been betrothed since birth to Danny, the future Alpha. Danny is the embodiment of everything Saffy was taught to fear—powerful, intensely loyal to the pack, and unnervingly certain that Saffy belongs by his side. As he trains her to master her wolf and assume the mantle of Luna, Saffy finds herself drawn to his strength.

However, the laws of the Pack are absolute. The Law of the Veil mandates that no human can know their secret. If Saffy chooses her heart and returns to Sam, she must undergo the agonizing Severance Ritual, losing her wolf and being exiled from her family forever. If she embraces her destiny with Danny, Sam must believe she is dead, or risk being "silenced" to protect the Pack. Caught between the boy who loves her soul and the man who commands her instinct, Saffy must decide if she is willing to kill the girl she was to become the leader she was born to be.

Word spreads all across the underworld, a running joke everyone whispers: Wanna take down Don Dante?
Don’t waste your time digging up dirt on him—come straight for me instead. But good luck pulling it off.
First you’d have to cut through three layers of snipers posted at my side, blast your way past five full squads of close-quarters bodyguards, and dodge the armed attack helicopter circling overhead 24/7.
Once, I only got a tiny bug bite from a mosquito. That very night, three district capos vanished off the face of the earth without a trace.
And yet this man who’d burn the whole world down to keep me safe shoved me away on our wedding night.
He brought another woman into our elaborately decorated bridal suite and spent the whole night tangled up with her.
For every single minute they spent tangled together inside, I slammed my fists against that door right outside.
I stared at that face etched deep into my bones, watched him speak words that sounded totally foreign, hold another woman close—and I couldn’t wrap my head around any of it.
Where’d the man who once jumped in front of a bullet to shield me go?

On our third wedding anniversary, the Alpha werewolf had to accompany his northern allies on a border patrol and couldn’t be with me.
So I went for my prenatal check-up alone, choosing a hospital under the Alpha’s name.
“I’m Luna to Alpha Kael, here for my prenatal appointment.”
The receptionist looked at me with confusion. “You are… who?”
I’d spent the last three years since our wedding mostly at home, focusing on my health to prepare for pregnancy, so it wasn’t surprising that Kael’s subordinates didn’t recognize me.
I was about to pull out our mate agreement as proof when a female wolf suddenly charged over and slapped me hard across the face—twice.
She was holding the bison-leather briefcase I had custom-made for Kael. Pointing a finger at my nose, she snarled:
“I’ve seen plenty of shameless strays like you, but none bold enough to come here and harass my Alpha!”
“Why don’t you go ask around—who really rules the Blackwood Forest? Get out of here now if you don’t want to die!”
A sharp, wrenching pain shot through my abdomen. I clutched my belly, forcing myself to explain through the discomfort: “This is mine and Kael’s hospital. I am Kael’s Luna…”
The woman let out a shrill, mocking laugh, then lifted her foot and kicked me brutally in the stomach.
“What a joke! Kael already told me his useless mate died long ago!”
“Where did you crawl out from, you stray? How dare you impersonate the Luna!”
That kick severed the last thread of life for my pup.
This foolish she-wolf had no idea—Kael was nothing but a stray my father picked up from the wilderness.
Every deed to this entire pack, and every asset Kael appears to own, bears only one name: mine, Alina.
Since Kael has betrayed me… I’ll grant you exactly what you wish for.

The night my parents died, I was found amongst the ashes of our home. My eyes glowed red, and my hair had been altered to a flaming hue to match. My pack ostracised me, deeming me responsible for the death of my beloved parents.

For years, I have been treated like a slave and was underfed, bullied, and abused. The son of the Alpha, Jordan, and my cousin Ruth were the worst offenders. Yet, I endured as I planned my escape. When I turn nineteen, I am out of here. Or so I thought.

One night, out of the blue, Jordan kisses me, everything changes, and I find myself falling in love with the one who was my tormentor. So naive, so foolish, just when I think I will have a happy ending, reality slaps me in the face. The same night I find myself in the arms of my mate, Jordan, I find myself rejected for a nightmare of a betrayal I had no hope in preventing. As punishment, I was shunned in the worst possible way and turned rouge.

As the cold seeps in, I dream of a white wolf—my white wolf. He has always appeared in my mind when I most needed him, his presence always comforting me.
Is this the end of my story? I have lost hope and the will to live.

Rejected and humiliated on her bonding day by her fates mate, Omega Elara is cast aside for her pregnant twin sister. But the moon Goddess has other plans. Awakened as the legendary Fenrir Heir, Elara rises from the ashes with power that can scatter packs or forge an empire. When she forms a dangerous alliance with her mate's ruthless enemy, Alpha Darius, old flames and new desires ignite. Will she choose revenge or the bond that was always meant to be? A tale of betrayal, power, and fierce love

I just get back from three months of hell on the northern border, dust still on my jacket, when Grandpa's calls start blowing up my phone.

"Seraphina! You need to swing by Black Ridge City and meet your fiancé!"

The old betrothal, arranged before I was even born. The guy is Derek, son of the Black Ridge Pack's Alpha.

I couldn't care less about the engagement, but I owe the elders that much respect.

So I send my unit back to base and head into the city alone, figuring I'll grab a gift and get this over with.

I find a necklace I like at Tears of the Stars, the fanciest jewelry store in town. The sales clerk looks at me like I'm trash. "That necklace runs eight million dollars. You break it, you'll be washing dishes for the rest of your life and still not pay it off."

I'm reaching for my black card when a wall of perfume hits me.

A woman dripping in jewelry storms in with a pack of bodyguards, wrinkling her nose in disgust. "What kind of gutter wolf is this? Keep talking and I'll have someone skin you and turn you into a rug. That necklace is mine. I'm Derek's girl."

I actually laugh, I'm that pissed off. Call up my dear fiancé right there on the spot.

"Derek. Your girl just told me she's going to skin me and make me into a rug."

“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)

"If you want to get your needs met tonight, it will be with me and no other man. Am I clear?"

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Charlotte Hendry escaped Houston's gilded cage to chase freedom on her own terms, graduate school in New York, a secret life in New Orleans, and absolutely zero entanglements. Maverick Pierce built his empire from nothing, turning poverty and pain into a billion-dollar media dynasty. Neither of them planned for a collision that would shatter every rule they had carefully constructed.

When Maverick discovers Charlotte at his favorite private BDSM club, he faces an impossible choice: walk away or claim the one woman who challenges every part of him. Their connection burns fast and undeniable. But Charlotte's independence and Maverick's possessive nature could destroy what neither of them expected to find.

Can two people who were never looking for love actually build something real?

"You should get ready. Our wedding is tomorrow." He whispered and left the room without another word. Leaving Emily standing there.

What could have been the best reaction to this horrifying moment? Waking up one morning and a stranger that is so good-looking and tempting comes into your peaceful home to take you with him and then announce his marriage to you?

Emily hoped that this was a dream, a dream that she was going to wake up from soon enough. She was determined to hate him till the very last day.

But for how long will the hatred last after seeing the bad and good sides of him?

Lumi once lived a life full of hope and happiness, but after her parents' mysterious death, she’s left broken and enslaved in the Frostborne Pack. Interest: Discovering that her parents were murdered by the rogue Alpha, Kilan, and learning of her boyfriend Kael’s betraya

I was six years old when Mom took my brother and me by the hand, leading us into a mansion that looked like a palace. She told us this was our new beginning, after all the hardships we'd been through. But no one warned me that this so-called better life would mean giving up everything I had.

My scholarships, my prom dress, even my Stanford acceptance letter—they all turned into bargaining chips just to keep my stepfather and his daughter Sienna happy. Then, the night before my wedding, they even asked my fiancé to "temporarily" give himself to her as well.

I've always been the one giving everything, pouring myself out until there's nothing left, yet I've never heard the words, "You're enough." If love means endless sacrifice, why am I never the one on the receiving end?

Maybe only when I vanish completely will they remember my name—for the first and last time.