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Violet is a small-town girl from Ohio. Little does she know her father is a well know Capo in the Mafia world. He has kept her hidden from his enemies and only those in his inner circle know about her. That is why he moved to such a small town to keep from being found.

Her best friend and secret crush, Mike, has grown up with her and was tasked by her father to be by her side once they were old enough. As a teen, Mike began to learn the inner workings of the Mafia world and business. When a business opportunity opens up in Florida, Mike is sent to oversee it. With his right-hand man, Alex, by his side, they take Violet and Nicole with them to keep them both close. Little do they know; danger is lurking nearby.

Another Capo, Ted DiBiase, has his eyes set on Violet when he sees her in a club one night, a club owned by her father and Ted's rival. Ted has no idea Violet is his rival's daughter. He wants her and he will stop at nothing to have her.

What will happen when Ted puts his plan into action and takes Violet? Will Mike be able to save her in time? How will Violet react to the fact that her father is a well-known Capo?

Adrik and I took over one of the couches on the plane. We hadn’t slept very much the night before, but neither one of us could fully take the blame. I think I woke him up just as many times as he woke me up.

Only now we were both nervous for me to meet Adrik’s father. He was nervous because his father could be a very gruff man and he was worried he would say something that would offend me. I was worried that his father would find some reason to not like me. We were both acting like children worrying over nothing, but neither one of us could stop.


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.

“A vessel made from two great powers. Of both Alpha beast and Priestess witch.”
The last thing rogue werewolf Kaeleigh wants to do when she discovers she is the fated mate of Chase, the future Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, is to be bound by pack structures and hierarchies. Especially since her secret is that she can’t shift. But a dangerous unknown enemy and a tragic death put her life and the lives of those around her at risk, and Kaeleigh finds herself in the centre of a feud between two Alphas.
Everything is in question as secrets come out, curses and prophecies are revealed and hearts are broken as Kaeleigh must choose between the cursed love of her fated Alpha mate and a promise made to the Alpha of the rival pack.
All this and more, in this first of two part fated love paranormal romance story, are the puzzle pieces of a centuries old prophecy that foretells the rise of a powerful queen who is destined to become the leader of a new supernatural hybrid species.

Sequel of The Lycan King
Read The Lycan King first for a better understanding of this book.
'Tell me what you thought of me when you first saw me, when I bought you.' He asked with a delicious thrust.
'I -I was scared at first. And then when I saw you, I knew I'd be safe. I-I wanted to be happy. I wanted p-peace. You looked like a mysterious dark prince. But my prince. And you gave me strength in front of Emilio that day. I liked that. ' I slowly began rocking against him without his help, rubbing my clit against his hard-on, ignoring the layers between us. 'You scared me in the beginning. B-but you gave me respect. Love. Happiness. Family. Home. Peace. I wa—' A scream and then a cry laced with pain interrupted my train of thoughts. I squeezed my eyes shut and held him tighter.
'Do you know what the first though in my mind was when I saw you at the auction?' He quickly asked and I shook my head, my nose brushing against his neck.
'I wasn't sure if you were my mate. Your wolf wasn't present back then. But I really, really wanted you to be. I thought you were beautiful, Avalyn. I loved you the second I saw you.' I gasped as his words. 'I wasn't there to buy a slave. But when those bastards started bidding on you, I had the unimaginable urge to take you away from that place and save your purity and innocence.'

He pressed our hands together, mixing our blood as he spoke the words that sealed my fate. “I, Alpha Kayden Maxwell of the Blood Moon pack, reject Leah James as my mate.”

The words hit me like a punch to the chest, knocking the air from my lungs. The pain that followed was unbearable, like my soul was being torn in two. I gasped and clutched my chest as the bond between us snapped.

“I… I, Leah James, accept your rejection.”

Kayden turned away from me as if I was nothing more than a nuisance. “Now that that’s done, I have another announcement. Selena will be my mate. She has all the qualities of a future Luna.”

The crowd erupted into cheers. Their approval for Selena was loud and clear. I watched as she stepped forward. She leaned into Kayden as if to mark her territory. The sight of them together made my stomach turn.


Leah’s world shatters when her fated mate, Alpha Kayden, rejects her for another. Heartbroken, she discovers that she is not just an ordinary wolf. In fact, she is the last heir to a powerful bloodline. As dark forces rise and her hidden powers awaken, Leah must face the truth about her past and the dangerous future ahead. With a prophecy threatening to destroy everything, Leah is forced to choose between love and power. Can she and Kayden stop the coming storm or will her destiny tear them apart forever?

I died. Just like that. No warning, no mercy. An ambush, a grenade, and a handful of traitors blown to pieces along with me. I was the heiress of a mafia clan. Feared. Respected… until my own sister stabbed me (first metaphorically, then literally). And just when I thought being dead was the worst part, I wake up in a historical palace wearing a ridiculous nightgown, surrounded by maids calling me “Your Highness.”

Now I’m Abigaíl, the fourth princess of a crumbling empire, with sisters just as murderous and a plot straight out of a novel I, surprise surprise, read in my past life. Only this time… I’m the main character. One destined to die before becoming what she truly is: a lycanthrope. The problem? If I die, the King of the North — a.k.a. the most feared wolf on the continent and my soulmate — will declare war. Again.

Survive in a medieval world full of hidden daggers, diplomatic balls, and kings with fangs? Sounds messy.

But I’m Luciana Ricci. I was raised among guns, betrayal, and broken codes of honor.

And if this story wants me dead… it's going to have to fight for that ending.

“Why are you hiding from me? I had to spill my drink just to see you.”
Alpha’s deep husky complaining voice startled her, when will she become so important that Alpha needed an excuse to see her? But she was unable to voice her mind due to the close proximity between them.
Alpha’s advances were out of her mind, why was he so frank with a low life like her? There was no shortage of girls for him, so what’s the fun in scaring an already nuts omega?
Alpha held her hand, rubbing it over his evenly toned muscular chest,
“Are you not anxious to meet me, my mate!”
Chloe Parker, 18 years old omega and orphan has troubled life from the beginning. Like every young girl, concept of a soulmate was the lifeline for her. So, when she found out that she is mated to an Alpha, she thought it was the end of her hardships. But fate introduced a Vampire mate for her, flipping her world upside down. Running blindly behind the comfort of love, it’s out of Chloe’s mind that destiny has bigger surprises waiting for her…

Yearning for nothing more than a safe refuge, nourishment, and stability, Chloe's humble desires lead her into a path far beyond her imagination. Unbeknownst to her, a grand destiny awaits, one that will crown her as the Queen of an entire vampire kingdom.

Join Chloe Parker on an extraordinary journey, as she transcends her enslaved past to embrace her true identity as the Vampire Queen. This enthralling narrative charts her transformation from a victim of cruelty to a ruler wielding unimaginable power. Experience the triumph of the underdog and the resilience of the human spirit as Chloe defies all odds to claim her rightful place in the supernatural realm.

Evander Nicolas Harrison, the son of Lord Xavier has now become the successor to the Demon kingdom, King of Demon. Evan, a man who is so cold that anyone is reluctant to talk to him. Evan has become a great leader beyond his father's leadership. No one could match that man's strength. Only one thing is his weakness at the moment, namely not having met his mate even though he has lived for thousands of years.

But unfortunately, Evan has no plans to find his mate, his soul mate. According to him, mate will only make him weaker.

"If I could ask the Moon Goddess, I would ask that she not have to come into my life,"he said.

Will Evan continue to live alone without a mate? So what if he suddenly meets a woman who turns out to be his life partner? Will Evan accept that woman or will she ask him to leave her life?

That December night, his first love and I were both rushed to the ER.
Two pregnant women. One operating room.
My doctor husband took three seconds to decide.
"She's an athlete. She can handle it," he told the nurse, then wheeled Sienna into surgery.
Leaving me—eight months pregnant with his baby—bleeding alone in the hallway.
When the nurse called begging him to come back, he said: "I'm at the pharmacy getting supplies for Sienna. Twenty minutes."
Twenty minutes later, I'm still alive.
He wishes I wasn't.

Ashes in Her Mouth

The fire took more than walls. It took names. Faces. Pieces of me I’ll never get back.

Now it’s back. Different street, same smoke. Same teeth in the dark.

The brass call it arson. I call it unfinished business.

Every blaze leaves a mark a body, a whisper, a threat carved in soot. Someone wants me chasing. Someone wants me choking on the past.

I should walk away. Let the flames eat the city clean. But the next fire is already lit. And I know where it’s burning.

Not a matter of if I get there in time. Just what I’ll lose when I do.

Cecilia never imagined that her childhood sweetheart would betray her for her Stepsister. She aims to fulfill her and her mother's dream of becoming a famous actress. However her Stepmother and stepsister is still out to get her and she had to avoid all her malicious Schemes.

One day, During her birthday which is also thesame day as her Stepsister's, she fell into one of her schemes, she meets a cute but rude little girl and save her. His father offers to repay her with his body. "Marry me!"

Cecilia: (........)!!?

Little Girl: (......)!

That same day, her Stepmother came with a proposal for her to marry someone from an influential family for their family business .Thus Cecilia accepted the offer due to her suffering. Cue lots of Comedy, sweet moments between Cecilia and the Little Devil probably Big devil too.

Sophie Ashford's perfect life shattered at her husband Ethan’s 35th birthday party. In front of everyone, he announced their divorce, accused her of being the reason for their childlessness, and revealed his engagement to her best friend, Veronica who is already pregnant for him. Humiliated and heartbroken, Sophie fled, vowing never to look back.

A chance encounter with Lucas Ashford, a mysterious stranger at a bar who she didn't know his name at that time, led to a one-night escape that changed everything. Weeks later, Sophie discovered she is pregnant, giving her the strength to rebuild her life at least for the sake of her child.

Four years later, Sophie had finally found peace until Ethan reappeared, claiming her son was his and begging for forgiveness. But Ethan wasn’t the only one determined to claim Sophie’s heart. Lucas, the man from the one-night stand, returned and learned the truth, that the child was his. To complicate matters further, Lucas turned out to be Ethan’s estranged cousin.

As Sophie became caught in a fierce love triangle with two brothers, Will Sophie forgive Ethan’s betrayal for her sake? Can Lucas prove his love is genuine? Or will Sophie choose herself and carve out a new path free of these men?

"She was MINE before. How could I have known she would find another man so quickly?"
Dresden Wade was pretty sure the goddess was punishing him. Married for half a decade to his childhood sweetheart without a child, he is desperate for a chance to fight his wrongs when he sees her again.
His TRUE mate. The woman he scorned and humiliated all those years ago.
Except that now, she is standing holding hands with another Alpha.
Mara Reid wants nothing to do with the surly, arrogant Alpha that used to be her mate. He had made the earlier parts of her adulthood traumatic to say the least.
So why did meeting him again feel like coming home?
Why did her traitorous heart skip whenever he called her name?

After being abandoned at the border of the Blue River Pack territory, Rain is raised in the orphanage as a witch, where she becomes best friends with Jessica Tompson, a werewolf orphan from the pack. After Jessicas seventeenth birthday, Jessica tells Rain they must escape the pack to save Rain from a horrible fate. But before they can leave, Odett, a five-year-old rogue pup, enters their lives, and they decide to take her with them to ensure she doesn't share the same fate as Rain. After they leave, they run into danger while in the woods as they try to make their way south to New Orleans in an effort to find a witch who will help train Rain to use her magic. But soon, they will discover The Moon Goddess has a plan for Rain and her newly found family. She is pulled from her miserable life and thrown onto a rollercoaster of ups and downs, finding her goddess-given mate, discovering her family's past, and even fighting a war to save all supernatural species. What will their fate entail? Will she find her happy ending?

Ever since my adoptive parents found their biological daughter, they changed completely, treating me with utter disdain.
They posted my information on family reunion websites, claiming they wanted to help me find my birth parents, but in reality, they just wanted to get rid of me.
As I dragged my luggage, preparing to leave the home I'd lived in for eighteen years, a middle-aged man claiming to be a butler appeared. He said he was here to take me home and pulled out a bank card with a billion-dollar deposit.
"Master and Madam possess assets worth hundreds of billions. You are a true heiress of a wealthy family!"
A billion dollars? Hundreds of billions in assets? I thought he had escaped from a mental hospital.
It wasn't until I got into that luxury car, until I encountered that pet poisoning case at the courthouse entrance, until I single-handedly turned a certain loss into a resounding victory, that I finally realized—
I was never any Cinderella. I had always been a princess!
And those who once looked down on me and despised me would soon discover exactly what they had lost!

“A vessel made from two great powers. Of both Alpha beast and Priestess witch.”
The last thing rogue werewolf Kaeleigh wants to do when she discovers she is the fated mate of Chase, the future Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, is to be bound by pack structures and hierarchies. Especially since her secret is that she can’t shift. But a dangerous unknown enemy and a tragic death put her life and the lives of those around her at risk, and Kaeleigh finds herself in the centre of a feud between two Alphas.
Everything is in question as secrets come out, curses and prophecies are revealed and hearts are broken as Kaeleigh must choose between the cursed love of her fated Alpha mate and a promise made to the Alpha of the rival pack.
All this and more, in this first of two part fated love paranormal romance story, are the puzzle pieces of a centuries old prophecy that foretells the rise of a powerful queen who is destined to become the leader of a new supernatural hybrid species.

Lyric was never weak—only unprotected. Betrayed by her own blood, tortured, and left to die, she survives long enough to awaken the truth of who she is: the Moon Goddess’s daughter reborn and the most powerful wolf alive.
Cole, her true mate, stands at her side as she returns to a pack that failed her. Lyric doesn’t seek chaos or cruelty—she seeks justice. Every wound inflicted on her will be answered. Every betrayal will be paid for.
As enemies fall and fate unfolds, Lyric rises as Lunar Queen, determined to protect the innocent and punish the guilty. This is not a story of darkness consuming a girl—this is a story of a woman reclaiming her power.
A raw, emotional werewolf romance filled with vengeance, destiny, and unbreakable love.

She had been granted another chance by the moon goddess to relive her life.
A chance she didn't want and never appreciated.

In her last life Rieka had managed to become the queen of the werewolves, a position that made her the envy of all women in the kingdom.
The same position had also become her downfall, a fall which had been aided by the same man she called her husband, someone who she hadn't even seen again since after their wedding.

Now a year after rebirth after Rieka had sworn to have nothing to do with the upper hierarchy of the werewolves, she had bumped into her husband.

Unconscious and at the brink of death, realizing that she couldn't avoid her fate, Rieka decides to face it head on but this time, she would do everything in her power to make sure that those who had a hand in her predicament in her previous life were served revenge including her husband.

The master of it all
The king of the werewolves

When the Beta lost his mate, their pups were just six and seven.
On her sixteenth birthday, everything changed. LaRea’s wolf awakened—and instantly recognized their fated mate. But there was a catch: he had already claimed another, and she had claimed him in return. 
Heartbroken and torn, LaRea faces a choice. Will she stay and bear the pain of rejection and betrayal, or walk away in search of a new beginning? 
Follow LaRea as she embarks on a journey of self-discovery, healing, and the search for a love strong enough to mend a broken soul—and a family who will finally see her for who she truly is.

Isabella believed she was heading to Canada for a new beginning but her stepmother Clara had other plans and sold her to vicious mafiamen.
Instead she falls into the hands of Lucian a domineering and possessive mafia boss. She fights, trapped in his world but their desire ignites.

Lucian who is determined to keep what is rightfully his pursues her after she eventually manages to get away. But secrets surface including power struggles, unspoken betrayals and a child she never disclosed to him.

Isabella has to choose between fighting for her freedom and embracing the dark passion that threatens to consume her as war rages in the underworld.

Twenty-one-year-old Maya Chen thought her biggest problem was paying for college. She never knew her father owed a blood debt to the most dangerous crime family in New York—until four arrogant heirs storm into her life to collect.
Dante Rossi commands with ice-cold authority and expects total obedience. Marcus "Tank" Romano crushes enemies with his bare hands and shows no mercy. Luca Torrino charms his way through lies and manipulation like a deadly snake. And Adrian Volkov kills without emotion, a ghost who strikes from shadows.
They expect a trembling girl who'll beg for her life. Instead, Maya spits fire: "I'll never bow to you—or anyone."
Their plan was simple: use her as a pawn to settle old debts. But when she fights back during a bloody ambush, grabbing a gun and standing her ground, something shifts. Their cold amusement turns to burning obsession. Each man wants to break her defiance, to make her surrender—but Maya Chen doesn't break.
As gang wars explode across the city and bodies pile up in the streets, four ruthless heirs find themselves protecting the one woman who refuses to fear them. But in a world where love is weakness and trust means death, their growing obsession could destroy everything they've built.
Maya must choose: escape their dark world or embrace the fire inside her and rise as its queen. Because in the end, the woman who never kneels might be the only one strong enough to rule them all.

The rise of Stella Rogers as the last clan of mixed-blood red foxes makes vampires vying for the blood of the Half Blood. Despite changing her name, changing the color of her irises, and even smelling like a human, Stella Rogers, who is now Federica Dawson, must face various obstacles to protect herself from those who try to resurrect a half-blood vampire named Grim Ripper.

In between these obstacles, Federica Dawson is met with a vampire who calls to become an ally of the Half Blood. The journey to find a way to kill the Grim Ripper makes them fall in love with each other. Did Federica succeed or did she kill herself?

As the future queen. Living a life full of obstacles and dangers is being experienced by Skylar. All the fears gathered on the girl. Circumstances force her to conflict with the kings around her because she can turn into a dragon and be killed if exposed. Skylar has no choice but to go away from her whole family, so as not to harm them.
Skylar understood that she couldn't blame the giver of fate, but that fear had made the dragon within her choose to hide. Skylar tries to train to protect her kind from extinction.
She meets Alpha Orion, who introduces her to her new world. She finds something hidden in herself, the love and beauty of dragons which she thinks is her greatest fear. But all did not go smoothly, big threats began to arrive. This forces Skylar's new family and her parents to work together to deal with it.

For three years, she was the invisible wife in a marriage of convenience, her quiet love met only with his cold indifference. Now, with her departure date set, the photos of him with his true love are the final proof she needs to walk away forever.

Her bags are packed, her future is hers alone. She plans to vanish without a trace, leaving behind only a signed divorce paper.

He never saw her—until he found her closet empty and his world unraveling. The man who took her for granted is now in a desperate race against time, tormented by a single question: Can he undo his greatest mistake, or has he already lost the one person who truly mattered?

I smile like someone on the edge of violence. "Oh, that's what you're worried about? Relax, I planned for this. I worked overtime for months. All three jobs approved my time off. My bills are paid. My cats are fed. My soul is moisturized. I'm free, Mike."
He shakes his head slowly. "Yeah… no. I can't take you with me."
"What did you just say?" I ask, suddenly forgetting how to breathe through my nose.
"You can't come," he repeats, avoiding my eyes.
I cross my arms. "You promised, Mike. Two years ago, you said you weren't qualified. Then you got promoted, but last year, you went alone. You said you'd take me this year. You promised."
"You need to understand me, dear. I already promised to take someone else. I can't break my word."
"Oh. But you can break your word to me?"
"You're my future wife," he says, tone so rational I want to scream. "We're getting married in six months. You should be understanding, Winter. Do you really want your husband to look bad in front of people?"
I stare at him like he's grown two extra heads. "Mike. Who are you taking?"
He doesn't flinch. "Your cousin, Olivia."


Winter thought the worst thing was being replaced with her cousin… until she crashed the company's luxury retreat, almost drowned, and woke up pretending to have amnesia—right in front of the man who humiliated her.
Now she's stuck playing fake fiancée and sharing a room with a sexy stranger who clearly hates her guts… but can't stop staring at her lips like he wants to ruin her.
With an ex who suddenly cares way too much, her dream career on the line, and revenge heating up faster than the resort's hot tubs, Winter is about to turn heartbreak into the most unforgettable comeback of the year.
But there's just one twist: her fake fiancé is actually the new billionaire chairman of the company… and he's falling for her, hard.

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the duct tape binding my wrists, and the second was that I had been kidnapped by a billionaire mafia boss who grabbed the wrong girl.

I would like to say my first reaction was brave, but it was mostly just panic. I was shoved into a massive stone mansion—the kind with gold columns and chandeliers the size of cars. If I was going to be kidnapped, I honestly expected something a little less... expensive.

I was dragged into a room full of terrifying men in suits. That’s when he walked in. Adrian DeLuca. Tall, broad-shouldered, with intense green eyes and a calmly dangerous physique that made everyone else in the room freeze. He was the CEO of Kidnapping, and annoyingly attractive. He stared at me, his sharp jawline tight, and said calmly, "This isn’t the Viper’s daughter. Who is this?"

I exhaled. "Well, you kidnapped me by mistake. Can I go home now? I have tuition to pay."

But Adrian didn't laugh. He stepped closer, his presence suffocatingly powerful. He had run a background check. "Your mother's maiden name is Volkov," he whispered, his eyes dark with a lethal promise. "The woman we intended to kidnap is the Viper’s daughter... and so are you."

My brain stalled. My absentee father was a ruthless crime lord?

"You are useful to me now," Adrian commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You will remain in this house. You will go where I tell you, and you will do what I tell you."

I glared at him. "You don't own me!"

He leaned in, his breath brushing my ear. "I do now."

I tried twenty times to finalize my betrothal with Caius for our overseas fellowship, but accidents kept hurting me. I thought it was fate’s test—until I heard him admit he planned it all. He wanted another girl, using my pain to make me quit, all to keep his reputation clean. Now awake, I ended this lie for good.

At the Met Gala, I heard my husband tell his friends in French that I'm "boring." That his 22-year-old girlfriend is "so much more exciting in bed."

He laughed when they asked if I knew. "Elle ne comprend même pas 'bonjour'." (She doesn't even understand 'bonjour'.)

What Marcus doesn't know: I spent two years at the Sorbonne.

Je comprends tout, Marcus. I understand everything.

The diamond necklace he gave me after my miscarriage suddenly feels too tight. I smile at him across the champagne and candlelight.

He has no idea what's coming.

I've caught my fiancé Henry cheating ninety-nine times. And every single time, I forgave him.

That's because I have this rare condition—short-term memory loss. Every morning, I wake up with no memory of what happened the day before.

But then, out of nowhere, a car accident actually cured me.

I was so excited. I rushed over to tell Henry the good news, but stopped cold when I heard him outside the door, joking around with his friends:

"Didn't Judy get sick because she walked in on you and Kenna having sex?"

After the apocalypse began, my husband's female assistant stole my viral experiment data for the ninth time. I couldn't take it anymore and confronted her publicly.
My husband said I was just jealous of her, punished me by making me apologize to her in front of everyone, and demoted me.
Later, he sweet-talked me, promising compensation.
The next day, his true love showed up at the lab wearing his family heirloom necklace.
"François felt so bad about me being falsely accused yesterday that he gave me his family necklace."
"I heard this necklace is supposed to go to his wife. Oh, Andrea, you're not mad, are you?"
I just smiled. "Not mad at all. Trash belongs with trash—you two are perfect for each other."
François immediately snapped, "It's just a necklace. No need to be so nasty about it."
"Apologize to Caro right now, or I'll kick you out of the lab and divorce you!"
Watching François defend Caro, I didn't get angry at all.
Once I'm gone, his zombie virus research won't get anywhere.

After a car accident robbed Galvin of his memory, lies twisted him into hating Ellie—the woman he once sacrificed everything to protect.
Tormented and humiliated by him daily, Ellie’s love for Galvin faded completely. He made her sleep like a dog, stripped her before men, and forced her to kneel for his stepsister who stole him from her.
Only when Ellie gave up on love and jumped into the sea did Galvin’s memory return. In the splendid capital, all witnessed a madman desperately searching for his lost wife…

“Did you ever love me?” Summer Hayes asked her husband once.

Kieran Cross never answered.

For two years, Summer believed their marriage was revenge—cold touches, ruthless control, and silence sharp enough to wound. The billionaire boy she ignored in high school had finally made her pay for it.

Until the night he died saving her.

As their yacht sank beneath freezing waves, Kieran shoved her onto the rescue boat, blood on his lips, and mouthed the words he’d never said before:

“I love you.”

By the time Summer understood the truth, he was gone.

Three years later, destroyed by grief and PTSD, she crashes her car—and wakes up at sixteen.

This time, her mother is alive.
And Kieran is not the untouchable billionaire she remembers, but a poor scholarship student everyone overlooks.

Quiet. Exhausted. Starving himself to support his deaf little sister.

When no one offers him a seat, Summer does.

Because this lifetime, she’ll save the boy who died for her.

But falling for Kieran again may uncover the devastating truth behind the man he became—and why loving her always seems to end in tragedy.

When star hockey player Jack Reynolds tosses divorce papers at his wife Emma, he believes he's trading up for a more glamorous model who "understands his lifestyle." What he doesn't know: the quiet, supportive woman he's discarding is the secret heir to an $18 billion fortune – and the granddaughter of the man who owns his hockey team.For eight years, Emma Mitchell hid her true identity, supporting Jack's career while secretly learning the business from the ground up. Now, with her grandfather's health failing and the Boston Blades facing financial crisis, Emma is poised to step into her rightful role as majority owner.*Some men have to lose everything to realize what they had. Some women have to lose a husband to find themselves. In this game, the most dangerous plays happen off the ice.

Felicia believed her marriage to Wilson was a perfect love story—until one day everything shattered when she discovered that her husband was having an affair with another woman. Her heart broke, and her pride was deeply wounded. In anger and desperation, Felicia made a decision she had never imagined before: to repay betrayal with betrayal.
On a night filled with overwhelming emotions and alcohol, Felicia accidentally bumped into a stranger. That unexpected encounter turned into a single night that would change her life forever.
A few weeks later, Felicia was shocked to discover that she was pregnant.
But the real shock came when she learned the man’s true identity—he was the husband of the woman who had been having an affair with Wilson, her own husband.

I’m married to a stranger… and I slept with the wrong billionaire.
My name is Elara Ashford.
I’m the adopted daughter the Ashfords sacrificed to save their precious biological child.
Four years ago, the family faced ruin, on the edge of bankruptcy.
A mysterious benefactor stepped in—saving them in exchange for a contract marriage with me.
Rumors said he was hideously ugly, reclusive, too ashamed to show his face.
For four years, he never asked to meet.
I grieved the baby I lost, painted in silence, and waited for our deal to end.
Now, the final year is here.
My unknown husband demands we meet face-to-face.
But things happened earlier than expected? I crash into him at the Serpentine Gallery, paint splattering his Tom Ford suit.
He flips open my sketchbook… and freezes.
That drawing? One I had made in grief for my son, who I had lost — and yet it was identical to his son, Cassian.
The man whose child I drew from grief.
And he is my mysterious contract husband.

I thought I was the happiest woman in the world... until I clicked on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my entire world came crashing down.

The woman on the bed was Calista - that girl who grew up with us since we were kids. And that hand caressing her skin was wearing the wedding ring I had personally put on Matteo's finger.

"I've missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."

Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.

Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?

Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...

In my previous life, on the night of our wedding anniversary, my husband Bryan brought his pregnant mistress, Victoria, into our home. Driven to the edge, I slashed my wrists to force him to kick her out.
No one could have predicted her blood sugar would suddenly crash in the freezing storm outside. She collapsed into a flooded ditch and froze to death before anyone found her.
Everyone ruled it a tragic accident, but Bryan decided her blood was on my hands.
Months later, when I went into labor, he abused his position as my doctor to deliberately delay my care. He left me to writhe through dozens of hours of agonizing contractions and severe hemorrhaging until I bled out.
When, with hands slick with my own blood, I begged him to save our baby, he calmly peeled off his soiled surgical gloves. The look in his eyes was merciless.
"Heartbroken?" he sneered. "Good. Take the brat down to hell with you to keep Victoria company."
An icy, suffocating darkness swallowed me whole.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact night of our anniversary—the very moment Bryan, bringing the freezing rain in with him, protectively guided Victoria through my front door.

Three months after my miscarriage, at the celebration dinner he hosts for my "recovery," he tells his partners in French, "She's just a trophy wife. Doesn't understand basic business."

"What about that new assistant? The twenty-two-year-old?"

"So much smarter," he laughs. "And in bed? Way more exciting."

They think I don't understand. To everyone here, I'm just the stay-at-home wife who gave up her VP position at an investment bank to play house.

They don't know I minored in French. I spent a full year studying abroad at the Sorbonne.

As I lay in the operating room, bleeding out from the miscarriage, he was already seeing her.

Je comprends tout. I understand everything.

Over the champagne and candlelight, I smile at him.

He has no idea this is the last time he'll ever see it.

On our wedding night, my husband wanted to play a game.
Trade secrets. The kind that could destroy you if they ever got out.
He went first.
"I hurt a girl once. At a ski lodge. She shouldn't have been in that room. But she was."
He said it like a parking ticket. Then he took a sip of whiskey and moved on.
My turn.
"I killed someone," I said. "Do you believe me?"
He laughed. He thought I was joking.
He really shouldn't have kissed me after that.

He drained my blood to save his mistress; now, I'm back to drain his empire dry.
"How can you do this to me, Zane?!" I ask in a heartbroken and devastated tone as tears roll down my cheeks in torrents.
"I stood by your side when everyone else left you! Hell, I donated my skin to you!" I say in a frantic tone as I try desperately to understand the reasons behind his actions.
"Stop being pathetic, Zara. You have lost the one thing that made you useful: your beauty, and in turn, your modelling career. The only woman who can secure my inheritance is Elora. You were only good while you lasted." Zane says with a sneer on his lips.
"It's over between us," Zane says with a tone of finality.


Zara Smith, blinded by love, abandons her heiress legacy and hides her identity to marry an illegitimate billionaire heir, Zane Wesley.
After getting into an accident staged by his step-siblings, he urgently needs saving. Despite being informed of all she had to lose, she donates parts of her skin to heal him.
When Zane no longer sees a need for her, he divorces her and marries another heiress to secure his inheritance. Three years later, she returns and is determined to bring Zane down.
To do this, she reclaims her legacy and... forms an alliance with her all-along silent investor and billionaire heir, Leo Armstrong. Watch them ruin the cheating couple—piece by piece!

They thought they were enemies. Fate made them mates.

Joy Stone isn’t just the brainy, sarcastic queen of pranks—she’s a deadly Alpha hybrid in disguise. At her human university, no one suspects the quiet nerd is also the fiercest warrior of the Diamond Heart Pack.

Until he walks in.

Lex: infuriatingly gorgeous, maddeningly brilliant, and cocky enough to challenge her at every turn. He’s also the future Alpha of the Water Moon Pack, a notorious playboy whose charm breaks hearts almost as fast as his fists break bones—and now, her new rival for the top spot on campus.

Their war starts with stolen notes, savage comebacks, and steamy glares that last too long. But one reckless kiss, one dark secret, and one blood-soaked rescue later… everything changes.

They’re not just rivals.
They’re mates.

Now Joy has to choose: resist the pull—or give in to a bond that could expose everything she’s worked to hide.

Enemies in the classroom. Lovers by fate. And in the end, only one will top the pack.

He is Milan, always have been in love, secretly with his best friend Eron. Who is actually his stepbrother after his dad get marry with a widow woman who had a child of 19 years old... Eron. But everythin will change one day when suddenly Milan discovers He is available to create a new reality, other world in his dreams, that actually is a portal to a totally real reality, where He and Eron can be together, and their love is the most natural, as breathing.¨


"Family is the most important thing, Eron."
I'm sick of hearing that phrase every day without qualm.
They force to include me in the standard picture where the only thing that matters is the happiness of others; the happiness of those around you. It is typical to think that you should care about those who, according to the rules of modern society, love you the most. But does owning the same blood connection make the affective connection between people? I want to know if I am the only one who is wrong.
I don't feel that warmth in my chest that I'm supposed to feel.

"You only think of yourself, Eron."
I can hear the annoying Milan Montjoy's voice even in my quiet solitude. People label him as my "brother" as we are children of the same parents, or actually, one of them, but we are not. Thus we are intertwined.

For three years, I was his hidden wife. His secretary by day, his wife by night. No ring, no ceremony, no recognition. I gave up my medical career to save his dying company.
Then she came back. His first love. He announced her as his fiancée at his victory party. Right in front of me.
He asked for a divorce. I signed.
But he never knew the truth. That I was once the top student of a medical legend. That the secret drawing he found—the one he thought was another man—was actually him. That the woman he discarded is about to become the one he can never reach again.
Now? It's my turn to rise.

I was the most pathetic existence on campus.

Thick glasses, baggy sweaters, walking through the cafeteria like crossing a minefield. Albert, my childhood crush of three years, publicly mocked me as "a pathetic little dog following him around." Campus queen Madison crushed me under her heel. That rainy night, I gave up completely and swore to make them all pay.

Three months later, I returned.

Bronze skin, perfect curves, stunning hair—the entire campus was buzzing about this "mystery goddess." No one recognized that I was once the pathetic Molly Baker.

When Albert discovered the truth, it was too late. The man standing beside me shocked the entire school.

My mad mother, in her final moments, pressed a set of Russian nesting dolls into my arms.
"These cost me thirty years of my life. In return, they'll give you three ways out of death."
The first doll told me to go to a bar and bring home the third strange man I met.
The second doll, she said to open on the eve of my wedding. There was no note inside. Only a photograph — my groom, killing a woman wearing the exact same wedding dress as mine.
Three years later, on the eve of another wedding, I opened the last doll. I read the note, smiled, and dropped it in the trash.
It was only later that I understood —
This mad woman saw more clearly than anyone sane in this world.
Mom, I'm sorry.

In his eyes, I had always been "understanding." Understanding enough not to fight, not to make scenes, not to ask for status.

He said we couldn't go public now, but it was for our future.

Only later did I realize that his "future" never included me.

He chose power, chose arranged marriage, chose to keep me hidden. When I finally left, he started having regrets, started saying he loved me.

But by then I understood—he wasn't regretting losing me. He panicked because I was no longer obedient, no longer his.

So I never gave him another chance. I turned and walked away.

But that was only the first step.

I chose to let the truth surface at his moment of greatest triumph, to let him taste what it feels like to lose everything.

"Why? Why are you choosing me?", I asked him,
"Because every king must have a queen", he replied simply,
"But...", I began still confused as hell,
"Do not question my authority", he growled at me, "You shall be my Luna Queen and that is final", he demanded before stomping away...


Daphne Rosen is an outspoken and crazy twenty two year old. She is in fact a lycan under the Delta family. Alpha King Dwayne Edwards takes a liking towards her and makes her his queen which leaves her wondering... Why her?

●Humans are extinct.
●Children can shift freely once they can walk.
●Women are openly called bitches

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She trembled from excitement and her hands clawed at him to do something about the feelings he was prompting in her.

Alex kissed the tip of her head before pulling her shirt off as gently as he could to not cause her fright or alarm, her hands moved to shield her body from his eyes.

"Shh, " He urged to her ear, "I won't hurt you, let me love you."


When he dropped, a black wolf lay in place of the human in the fog, it was as black as midnight with sleek fur that shone in the dark, the scar on the man's face was exactly as the one on the wolf's, its eyes were the sleekest of black with a touch of gold that lit as per his feelings. His paw slapped unto the ground in a strong yet firm move.


His memory was back, and he was Alexander de Luca the second. The Alpha of the strongest, most respected pack with the most powerful council of leaders. His pack. The De Luca Pack, where honor comes first.


"I am half human and half wolf. A werewolf and marking you means we're connected in every way that matters. I can feel it in me that you're not a mere human too but I can't find a wolf in you, I'll break this mystery of yours my Belle."


A shivering ten year old Isabelle Kane Knight, the sole heir and future Queen of the Bane Pack bore the grand weight and protection of her Pack.

Born a human with Fae blood coursing through her veins, Isabelle lost her werewolf mother and human father at the tender age of 4 to a brief illness that swiped through her Pack and left as briskly as it came.

For her security and that of the Pack as well as their whole future, Isabelle was made to disappear from the face of the earth but not before her Grandfather, Christopher Knight, the former Alpha of the Bane Pack handed her the secret that would revive her Pack's great name. At birth she was betrothed to the Alpha of the most powerful and strongest Pack, Alexander De Luca of the De Luca Pack which was the Bane Pack's closest ally pack.

None heard of the slender, slim boned beauty until several years later.

Now, ten years after her disappearance, Isabelle comes across a bloodied man with solid masculinity left for the dead in her territory where none has ever breached. The stranger awakens and ignites a passion unlike any other in the deepest part of her soul, the most exciting part was how the feeling was felt in him a thousand times greater than in her. A stranger whose memories of his past eluded him wholly.

What happens if the true and actual betrothal edict gets ignored and unfulfilled? What will be of the Packs involved?