1317 Book(s) Related to whose christian in after we fell

Travis Savage and I were a notorious public pair, bound together by nothing but hatred.

In the glittering, indulgent world of Chicago, he was an untouchable mafia king who ruled with absolute power, making and breaking rules on a whim. And I? I was the wife he loathed above all others in his criminal empire.

It all started when my parents lost their lives saving him, gunned down by his rivals. After their deaths, he kept me close as I grew up, and eventually, our marriage became what everyone expected. For a long time, he was my only anchor in this lonely world.

Once, he’d knelt before me and sworn to protect me for the rest of my life.

Now, he hated me.

He hated that I refused to sign the divorce papers, that I stood in the way of him running off with Renee Sutton — the orphan girl he claimed to have rescued off the streets.

He let her walk all over me and flaunt herself openly in front of me. To get back at them, I leaked their sordid secrets overnight across all of Chicago: their flirty messages, their hotel stays. Word spread through both the criminal underworld and high society alike, leaving the pair mocked and shunned by everyone.

Our marriage had rotted away years ago, worn thin by endless mutual resentment. It was stagnant, foul, and long dead.

Until three days ago.

A string of ambushes left Travis a hunted man. While swerving to avoid an oncoming truck, he was involved in a devastating car crash.

He lay unconscious in the ICU for three full days. When he woke, he claimed he’d forgotten every ounce of the nine years of hatred between us. In his mind, he was still nineteen — the age when he loved me with everything he had.

I died on the second Sunday of May.
Mother’s Day.
My biological mother, the top neurologist in the United States, was standing in front of my corpse.
She looked at the bedsores all over my body, at the ribs that had been stomped broken, and explained coldly to hundreds of cameras:
“Trash from the bottom of society, covered in needle marks like this, doesn’t deserve to dirty my dissection table.”
She didn’t know that the “social garbage” she called a pill-seeking self-harmer was the son she had abandoned ten years ago.
When the cold scalpel cut open my chest, an old photograph stained with black blood slipped out.
The moment she saw it, the woman who had stood above everyone else—
went completely insane…

When the Manhattan morgue finally managed to reach my husband, Victor Hawthorne, he was in the penthouse suite, fucking another woman.
"Mr. Hawthorne, this is the city morgue. We need you to come down and identify your wife's remains."
"Identify what?" he snapped, his thrusts not missing a beat.
"Burn her," he ordered. "Don't bother me with her pathetic ploys."
He tossed the phone onto the nightstand, his focus entirely on the woman beneath him.
Then my body was pushed into the incinerator.
When I was nothing but ashes, the funeral home called him again.
Selena pouted, trailing a nail down his chest.
"Is Cecilia acting up again?"
"I'll go end this farce," Victor sneered, getting out of bed.

For six years, I wore Pack silver. I sold my blood. I scrubbed silver out of Pack den floors. I slept on a basement floor — all to pay off my mate's Pack debt and buy my brother's wolfsbane antidote.
Today, with the receipt finally signed, my brother looked at me and said:
"Seren, I was never poisoned. Our parents aren't dead either. The Rogue raid six years ago — I arranged it. The only wolf hurt that night was you."
My mate stepped up behind him: "I never lost my Pack rank either. I've been at the estate the whole time."
Then my parents — the ones I'd buried seven years ago — walked through the door.
The Pack physician had given me forty-eight hours left to live.
They were going to remember every single one.

Five years in hell, my beloved and best friend joined hands to push me into the abyss. The savior I trusted was actually a deadly fraud. Reborn from despair, Vito came through the light. I tore apart the scumbag and the evil woman, settled all debts, broke free from the shadow, stepped into the light, and lived the rest of my life only for myself.

The day my all-powerful wife personally handed me over to the mob's basement, she was shielding my identical twin brother, furiously accusing me of destroying his ability to carry on the family line.
To compensate for my brother's "trauma," my parents stood by and did nothing. Using her influence, my wife pressured me to take his place at a black-market clinic, testing a lethal drug.
They thought I was just going to suffer some physical hardship, that after enduring these two weeks, everything would be happily resolved.
But they didn't know I had already been poisoned by my brother. I was dying.
I died in agony on the cold operating table. As my body was being gnawed and rotted by rats, they were happily vacationing by the sea.
Only when the lies were exposed did my wife kick down the hidden door. Holding my maggot-infested, decaying flesh, she wept until she vomited blood, then went mad and swallowed a bullet. My parents watched their family shattered and wept on their knees.

One of my employees went online and dragged me, claiming I'm making them sacrifice their health for a paycheck and forcing everyone to work over Thanksgiving.

Here's what actually happened. My company gives nine days off for Thanksgiving. Volunteer to work overtime, get triple pay, with a $500 daily meal stipend and a $5,000 bonus. No one gets penalized for not working.

The whole internet's tearing into me for making employees sell their lives for cash. So I give her exactly what she wants and send out a company-wide notice:

To protect employee mental health, the building gets locked and the power gets cut over Thanksgiving. No one is allowed to work for any reason. Anyone who does gets fired.

The minute that email goes out, the employees who were counting on overtime to pay their mortgages lose it. Now they're all crowded outside the building, begging me to open the doors.

I lost my child the night my mate chose another woman.
He stayed by her side his first love, the one who was “dying.”
I stopped loving him.
I asked for a divorce.


Luna Ivy spent years giving Alpha Noah everything—her loyalty, her love, and the strength that helped build his pack. But on the night she needed him most, Noah chose Amy, his dying first love, over her. While he rushed to save another woman, Ivy lost the baby she had nearly carried to term. In that moment, something inside her finally broke.
Done being second choice, Ivy demands a divorce and walks away from the life she sacrificed everything to protect.
Then Liam returns to her life. The Alpha King is powerful, cold, and utterly in control—the one man strong enough to stand between Ivy and the mate who broke her. What begins as protection soon becomes something far more dangerous, because the more Ivy rebuilds herself at Liam’s side, the more she realizes the future she once begged for was never the one she was meant to have.
As Amy’s lies begin to unravel and Noah’s world starts collapsing without the Luna who held it together, Ivy must decide whether to keep running from fate… or claim the king who may have been meant for her all along.
Perfect for readers who love rejected mates, divorce and revenge, possessive Alpha heroes, powerful second male leads, pack politics, true mate reveals, and a heroine who never goes back.

Before the wedding, Alpha Lawrence’s first love, Sandra Barlow, was betrothed to none other than Emmett Wright—the most infamous rogue Alpha along the Mississippi River. A wolf so ruthless, even the werewolf Council preferred to pretend he didn’t exist.
Alpha Lawrence, ever the noble hero, couldn't bear to see his precious white moonlight thrown into the fire pit. So, what did he do? With the werewolf army of the Blue Moon Pack, he stormed into the rogue den and snatched her away from Alpha Emmett.
That very night, they registered their marriage and held a wedding.
And me? Oh, the entire Blue Moon Pack was practically at the thought of watching Gamma Audrey Gilbert—the strongest female warrior in the pack—get humiliated.

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Bound by Fate. Shattered by Lies.

Kathy thought finding her fated mate was the beginning of a love story blessed by the Moon Goddess. But one devastating moment changes everything—walking in on Alpha Bryson with another woman, his ex and rumored “true Luna.”

When a shocking accusation of betrayal and an impossible pregnancy test turn the pack against her, Kathy finds herself stripped of her title, her home, and her dignity. Rejected by the man destiny chose for her, humiliated by his vengeful ex, and haunted by dark memories of her past, she must fight to hold on to her truth.

In a world where loyalty is rare and power is everything, Kathy’s only way forward is to uncover the truth behind the lies… before they destroy her completely.

I once thought that marrying Gabriel was my redemption in a time of despair, but little did I know, it was an eight-year-long hellish scam.
On the day of the wedding, my fiancé abandoned me for Lily, and during the pursuit, my parents were involved in a car accident — one dead and one severely injured.
It was him — Don Gabriel of the mafia family, who used his influence to send my mother to the best hospital, personally performing her surgery, but couldn't save her.
In the hospital, he publicly proposed, saying he would protect me for life, and I, desperate, agreed, clinging to it like a lifeline.
For eight years after marriage, every month, he used a syringe the size of a baby’s arm to draw my blood, saying that my blood type was rare and was being stored as an emergency reserve.
Even though I became weak and sick, I foolishly believed this was his care.
Until I became pregnant, joyfully sharing the good news, only to overhear his conversation in his study on Christmas Eve: The car ac

A Remastered Version of Werewolf's Heartsong.

Alora, has been hated by her family since birth. Her Families favorite pastime is torturing her.

After turning eighteen she's rejected by her mate, who turns out to be her older sisters boyfriend.

Breaking the chains that bound her powers, Alora is freed from the family that hates her, and is given a new family.

When an old friend and protecter of her's returns home to tak his place as next Alpha of Alpha's, Alora's life is once more changed for the better as he says the fated word. "Mate."

She has been trapped, used and abused all her life by her mothers Coven. They were evil, her father and his clan members, like her were trapped here as well. My mother decided when I was young, my hybrid self should be made useful for something other then being the unwilling occational power booster to her, and her covens spells. They put me in their library, it was full of magic, and not just their brand of magic, but all magic. I learned and practiced in secret. Learning all their Ancient languges from the very old librarian, she even provided me a space to practed potions an dherbs and healing arts. I started to use those on the Wolves trapped by my mother for the Coven. I had a plan I was starting to form, I couldn't leave them all behind and I needed to find a place to take them. That's when my 'cousin' came to visit, during her rant, I found my solution. I would take everyone to the Heartsongs in the Moon Moutain Pack, the Covens number one enemy, they would help, they had to help. One day I felt an awakening in my power that was deep and primal, my father and the other wolves felt it too. So we do it, we escape, and we make it to the Heartsongs....only to find that their Alpha had been taken. I had the information needed, and I would help them get their Alpha back, my price, safty and acceptence.

"I want you," he growled. "I need you. Beth, look at me."

She couldn’t help but kiss him back, even though she knew she shouldn't have.

Beth, the widow of Daniel's brother in the middle of a brewing war when the pack needed leadership most, her! receiving Daniel's every thrust of his hips as he ground upon her with their clothes in the way.

It had barely been an hour since she had received Daniel's confession and told him to be patient, and she might have given him something to cling to when she didn't turn him down, but this was too fast.

She had needed time to convince herself to be reasonable, and not to do something stupid like let Daniel grope her over his sheets while she writhed underneath him and grew damp between her thighs all the while.

Beth was dying, she prayed to Moon Goddess for a second chance to live her life. When she opened her eyes again, she realized her wish was granted. In this life, it seemed like it didn't get off to a good start as well, because she became a widow on her wedding day. But then she met her brother-in-law, Daniel, the most ruthless Alpha she remembered in the past life... What happened next was far beyond her expectation...

When I ended up in jail for the crimes my boyfriend Bob committed, he used and abandoned me, marrying the Alpha's daughter Lisa. After my release, I became a wedding planner, organizing their wedding.
Little did I know, the Alpha himself would come to meet me for his daughter's wedding. And to my surprise, as he approached, I heard the voice of my wolf Susan deep inside me.
"mate..."
His scent of lavender and sea salt overwhelmed me completely.
Unbelievably, the handsome, wealthy, and charming Alpha is my mate?
Could I possibly become my ex-boyfriend's mother-in-law? Though, there are rumors that the Alpha killed his former Luna...

"What is your revenge?" He asked slowly, gritting his teeth and hating himself for indulging whatever madness Baby was brewing.

"Lip. To bite your lip," Baby murmured, his eyes falling to Saint's lips.
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"Between hate and heat, somewhere on the ice, they crossed the line."

Baby Danvers is the golden boy of Westbridge High — captain of the hockey team, adored by fans, envied by rivals, and hated by coaches who can't control him. He's a natural on the ice — charming, cocky, and reckless — but when it comes to winning, he always delivers.

Saint Kross — the quiet, disciplined captain from Eastvale Academy, Baby's long-time rival, whose perfect record and calm attitude have always gotten under Baby's skin.

When Saint unexpectedly transfers to Westbridge — Baby's territory — the rivalry explodes. Not only does Saint outplay him in drills, but he's also nominated as co-captain, threatening Baby's reign.

Their feud turns the locker room into a battlefield. Baby taunts. Saint ignores. Baby provokes. Saint smirks. But beneath the insults, there's heat neither of them can explain — a spark that feels more dangerous than any check on the ice.

And things get worse when their parents — powerful political figures on opposite sides of a brutal campaign — drag their sons into the spotlight, using their rivalry for headlines.

Trapped between public image and private obsession, Baby must choose: destroy Saint… or admit that somewhere between hate and desire, he's already fallen for him.

"On the ice, they play for glory. Off it, they play each other."

Baby is the fire that refuses to be ignored.

Saint is the ice that refuses to melt.

Together, they're the perfect storm — passion and pride colliding until neither knows where rivalry ends and love begins.

"Whoa. What the…"
Standing in the door frame was the most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on. 
"Oh, hell no," I yelled as I yanked my robe to cover up, nearly falling off the couch in my haste, "What the hell are you doing here? Get out!"I screamed, "This is my room!"
He raised an eyebrow, smirking, "Your room? Princess, I think you're confused. This is my room."


Lily Rose, a creative and independent artist who has faced numerous challenges in life, finds herself in a predicament where she is named the sole beneficiary of the vast empire of Richard Thompson, the great billionaire, who happens to be the only uncle to Alexander Thompson.
Alexander Thompson had longed for the CEO position in his uncle's empire and was both livid and dumbfounded when he found out his uncle had chosen an unfamiliar stranger over his own nephew.
Driven by the desire to understand this unexpected decision, he embarks on a mission to find Lily.
As they confront each other, intense emotions surface and they must face their true feelings.
Will this task prove easy for them or will they find it impossible to overcome the barriers created by wealth and privilege?

She was the girl they broke. Now, she’s the woman who’ll destroy them all.
Penelope once thought love would save her. Julian the golden boy of the Callister Pack was supposed to be her forever. But one night shattered everything. Drugged. Humiliated. Framed.
Her best friend and her mate betrayed her in the most brutal way imaginable, and the pack she once called home cast her out like filth.

Whipped. Starved. Left to rot in the Ashborne Pack dungeons. Her innocence was replaced by something colder and sharper. A year later, the world thinks she’s forgotten. Forgiven.
They couldn’t be more wrong.

But when her father strikes a deal with Alpha Daemon Callister’s father, Penelope is forced to move into the mansion of her enemy. She swore she’d make Callister pay.

Her plan was simple: seduce Alpha Daemon, destroy Callister, and take back everything she lost. Make Callister jealous. Make her watch as she sank her claws into Alpha Daemon, Callister’s father. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable.

She would seduce him. Use him and then walk away, satisfied.

But revenge turned into obsession.
Not hers. His.

Daemon wasn’t supposed to fall.
Wasn’t supposed to crave her like a sickness.
Now, he watches her every move.
Marks her skin with his mouth.
Kills any man who dares to look at her twice.

He knows about the age gap.
But he doesn’t care, he doesn’t just want her love.
He wants her submission.

Because now that she’s in his bed,
he’ll ruin anyone who tries to take her away even if it means destroying his own blood.

She needed the job. She did not need him.

Zara Cole has spent her whole life hiding what she is. A rare elemental with the power to bend energy, light, and fire to her will. In a world where magic is real but ruthlessly controlled by those with enough money to weaponize it, being discovered means being owned. So she keeps her head down, her abilities buried, and her ambitions quietly enormous.

Then she is hired as a senior analyst at Voss Enterprises, the most powerful corporation in the city. Its CEO, Dorian Voss, built his empire on a secret darker than anything Zara has ever run from. Ruthless, magnetic, and dangerously perceptive, he sees through her carefully constructed walls the moment she walks through his door.

He wants her abilities. She wants his resources. What neither of them plans for is wanting each other.

But something ancient and malevolent is moving through the city's elite, consuming powerful beings from the inside out and leaving nothing behind. The trail leads directly to the boardroom of Voss Enterprises and to a villain so deeply embedded in Dorian's world that exposing them could destroy everything he has built.

Zara did not survive this long by trusting powerful men.

Dorian did not build an empire by letting anyone close enough to burn it down.

They are each other's greatest risk.

They might be each other's only way out.

"You know I’m using you, don’t you?"
"Yes, but I’m willing. I’m willing to be a pawn in your hands," Ricard said, his voice softer than ever.For four years, Lucia had only one thing on her mind: revenge. She loved the man in front of her, but so what? That love meant nothing compared to the deep-seated hatred in her heart.
Her father’s death, her mother’s insanity, and her family’s hospital being taken over — how could she let go of such a grudge?It was she who seduced him, approached him with all kinds of schemes to make him love her, all because he was the fiancé of the person who caused her family’s misfortune. And he, he loved her so much that he would do anything for her. His strength, intelligence, and resolve seemed to vanish completely before her.Perhaps the only thing he was lucky for in this life was being of value to her.

James Smith disappeared for five years and suddenly returned.

In the eyes of his fiancée Evelyn Thorne, James is just a scarred drifter.

At a charity gala in New York, just as Evelyn is about to announce the annulment of her engagement to James.

Suddenly, the Four Great Consortiums of New York, along with hundreds of billionaires present, all rise to their feet and bow respectfully toward the man standing behind Evelyn.

It turns out James, his true identity is...

What if you had to sell your virginity in order to help your mother? Hazel is a sweet and innocent girl for certain subjects. Until Lee Rang enters her life, a successful and handsome billionaire, who will be attracted to her in an inexplicable way and when Hazel offers him her body, he won’t hesitate to accept. Upon seeing her mother’s illness worsen, Hazel asks the handsome Lee Rang Do to buy her virginity, but as the days go by, she’ll develop an attraction to him that goes beyond mere relations. The situation worsens when her mother’s illness worsens, and Hazel becomes pregnant.

“This isn’t right. Wh-what if we get caught?” I trembled in both fear and pleasure. A sense of guilt flooded through me.

A dark chuckle left one of the boys' lips— my alpha stepbrothers. “Well, that makes it more exciting.” Their warm tongues trailed softly on my skin. Igniting a burning storm in me.

Oh, moon goddess!


Excited to start a life with her mum’s new family. Things didn’t go as planned when she arrived at the pack’s house.

Meeting two drop-dead handsome brothers wasn’t what she was hoping for and most especially getting into the craziest carnal desires with them.

Could it be the moon goddess had something in store for them?

Something so forbidden?

Every time she draws away, the brothers find a way to pull her back into their sin.

How would she ever escape such forbidden atrocities?

She shouldn’t be doing this.

It was very wrong.

So, so wrong.

Yet why does it feel good?

Why does it make her toes curl?

Why does her wolf howl with each passing pleasure and orgasm?

And…

Why does it feel so right?

WARNING: Contains extremely explicit content. Read at your own risk or not!

"And if I tell you to kneel right here, right now, behind the circulation desk where anyone could walk in?"
Her core clenched—I could see it in the way her thighs pressed together, the tiny hitch in her breath.
"I'd do it," she whispered.
A slow, predatory smile curved my mouth.
"Good girl."
From a ruthless CEO introducing an innocent librarian to the dark thrill of contractual b**m, to a silver-fox professor unraveling his brilliant student's composure in late-night "tutoring" sessions, these stories revel in the delicious tension of experience meeting curiosity.
The majority of the collection revolves around intoxicating age-gap romances: older, commanding men—billionaires, mentors, mysterious strangers—who awaken the hidden cravings of younger women hungry for experience.
Expect unapologetic, detailed smut: rough dominance, slow teasing edging, bondage, spanking, oral worship, orgasm denial, and breathless, sheet-soaking climaxes that leave characters (and readers) trembling.
If you crave erotica that doesn't just turn you on but completely blows your mind with its depth, intensity, and heart, this collection is your next obsession."

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.

"Sweetheart, girls don't need to know the details. Just learn enough to help your mate when he comes home hurt."
Those mocking words from her old teacher burned deep into Solange's memory.
As the daughter of a powerful Alpha, she possessed a brilliant mind for medicine, but in a werewolf society dominated by males, her gender was a cage. Refusing to let her potential be reduced to a mere housewife, Solange makes a desperate, dangerous gamble. She binds her chest, dons a short wig, fakes her ID, and sneaks into the all-boys Lupine Academy to pursue advanced medicine before the gates close to outsiders forever.
Lying her way in was hard enough, but surviving inside is a living hell. Especially when she is assigned to a dorm with three powerful, intoxicating werewolves: the brooding heir, the charming rogue, and the intellectual strategist.
Worse, the moment she steps into the room, her inner wolf roars to life. They aren’t just her roommates. All three of them are her destined fated mates.
As the irresistible pull of the mate bond tightens day by day, Solange finds herself caught in a breathless game of cat and mouse. Every touch threatens to expose her secret, and every glance ignites a fire she cannot control.
How long can she hide her true scent from three powerful males who are desperate to claim her?
When pack drama explodes and her disguise begins to unravel, will she manage to protect her identity and her dream, or will the consuming love of three Alphas force her to choose, risking everything she has fought for?

He stole my coffee. Then he stole my heart.
I was the girl who planned every detail. He was the chaos I’d always secretly craved.
I never meant to fall. But once I did, I’d burn the world to keep him.


Ava Carter lives by lists, schedules, and quiet control—until the day Jace Rivera crashes into her life, coffee-stained hoodie and all. Paired together for a year-long psychology project, the anxious overthinker and the charmingly reckless heartbreaker find themselves tangled in a slow-burn love that defies every warning.
But love this bright doesn’t go unchallenged.
Malicious exes twist lies into weapons. A relentless stalker hunts them both. And when their closest friend is taken, Ava and Jace must fight not just for their relationship, but for each other. Through fake accusations, shattered trust, and a darkness that threatens to consume them, they hold on tighter.
He is my calm in the storm.
I am his reason to breathe.
Together, they turn trauma into triumph, fear into courage, and a broken beginning into an everlasting love. This is more than a romance. This is healing. This is redemption. This is forever.

"Why would you marry me just for a kidney?" Elsa demanded, her voice trembling with betrayal.
Liam, her husband, met her gaze with cold indifference. "You were the perfect donor," he replied, his words slicing through her hope.
Elsa's world shattered when she discovered her marriage to billionaire Liam was a sham, a plot to save his ailing fiancée, Ria. Pregnant and used, Elsa fled, seeking solace in her family. But when she lost her baby in a fall orchestrated by Liam, her despair deepened. Now, with her daughter missing and Liam's manipulations tightening their grip, Elsa must confront the monster she once called her husband.
As she fights to reclaim her child and her freedom, Elsa uncovers Liam's ruthless control and the depth of his deception. With each revelation, her resolve strengthens, but so does the danger. Can Elsa break free from Liam's obsession and find true happiness, or will she remain forever in the grip of a billionaire's obsession?

"He thinks he can get me now that he has money?! Absolutely not! He's a manipulator, narcissist, and an ex-convict! I will never beg him like before!” I hissed as I looked at Alpha Archer, who was playing dolls with my child, Rosie.

He looked up at me and flashed a devilish grin. “I can hear your thoughts, baby.”


Katrina's life was destined for perfection, poised to become the next Luna of the Hawthorn Pack. She believed her fated mate would be her long-term boyfriend and the future Alpha, Damien. But when she meets Archer Ellington, a lowly omega in her pack, her world is turned upside down by the cruel twist of fate.

Archer, manipulated and cornered, takes the fall for a murder Damien was involved in. Imprisoned under Damien's identity, he serves his time and vows revenge on those who framed him.

Katrina abandons her job and family to start anew in a small pack after a tragedy that happens when Archer gets out of prison. Years later after hiding, she meets Archer again in the New Moon Pack. He looks powerful and wealthy now. What will she do when she finds out that her mate is the Alpha of the pack? Will she take him back or make his life a living hell?

Katerine, a 24-year-old independent and strong-willed wolf, lives within the heart of the Wolfgang Pack. She has led a solitary life since the age of 16 when her parents were tragically taken from her during a full moon by ruthless poachers. Her close friend Andrea was the sister of a man who unsettled her more than he should have. He was her Alpha, unable to resist any skirt that crossed his path. Katerine vowed to never reveal her feelings, and her secret, safeguarding her heart from potential harm. While she owed him obedience as a member of the Pack, as a female, she sought to distance herself from men who would never be faithful to just one woman. But could she resist her destiny? Or the bond that links them, is stronger than any secret?

“ Ah ah ah yes. Godddd!” I yelled as I moved my waist according to his rhythm. My pitch went higher as he added another finger, making me wider for his thick cock.
I was wet for him and I was cumming.
“ Ah I'm cumming…fuck.” I moaned, he was taking me to the 9th heavens. He bent down, pulling his wet fingers coated with juice and fluids as it made a sound.
He was kissing my pussy, I let out an ecstatic shout, pushing my hips up and my pussy into his face his fangs gripping my pussy and biting it softly.
“ Mhmm..” He lapped on my pussy, with his rough and long tongue and I gasped..
I was panting roughly as I held my boobs in my hands, squeezing them roughly. I placed my hands on my abdomen but I just couldn't stop them from going down rubbing his furry gigantic head.


Amaarae doesn't know who the father is. Both men want her so they decide to fight for her, there's a war between the vampires and the werewolves. The best soldiers are selected and the war goes on for weeks without either side backing down instead it becomes more heated. It's also affecting their businesses in the human world, which they abandoned. Amaarae couldn't take the bloodshed anymore, she grew tired of it and devises a plan to change the course.

"The first girl died in L.A. The second washed up at my feet."

I came to Seabridge Bay to escape the blood on my hands.

As a former LAPD detective, I was done chasing shadows—until the murders followed me with the same ritual, same signs and same nightmare.

That's when I met Damien Cross—a quiet contractor with haunted eyes and dangerous hands. He calms the storm in my head, touches me like he’s the only one who could ever do that…

But, what if he’s not saving me? What if he’s the one I need saving from?

Because someone is killing women.

And the deeper I fall, the more I wonder— Is the real monster him...or me?

Lisa is a professional stripper - an unexpected path for a girl who once dreamed of a colourful future. But when her father fell ill she put her dreams aside, sacrificing her hopes for family.

Until she met Damon, a soulless billionaire CEO who doesn't believe in love. They had an unforgettable love-at-first-night experience.

It leaves Damon trapped in a one-year contract with a woman he doesn't love, and a pregnant stripper he can't ignore.

Could there be a deeper trauma behind Damon's aversion to love?

As their passion ignores, will they break free from their dark pasts and find a way to be together, or will they allow their current circumstances steal their only chance at happiness?

He made a step forward near her. “You are here in my Thregonad Village Shelyca, or should I say she-wolf?” He darted her with a look that seems to be traveling down her every spine.

Princess Shelyca was caught off-handed. “How… how do you know? I am in my human form,” confused she asked.

He stepped one more time and then caught her face in between his big callous hands. “I saw it while I was trying to revive you but don’t you worry, I can keep a secret if you want it to be a secret,” he whispered.

“Who are you really? I can feel you are not an ordinary human,” she asked while looking at him this time. She wanted to determine what is deep within his eyes.

“You are right, I am not an ordinary human but I won’t tell you. It is up for you to find out." He eyed her while grinning.

When Liana Moretti discovered her boyfriend was cheating with a girl, she didn’t cry but plotted. And when she found out that girl had a powerful, reclusive uncle working at the university, Liana picked her next target.
Professor Caelum Morano, who was brilliant, cold, and untouchable. What no one knows is that beneath his clean-cut academic disguise lies the most feared Mafia Don in Europe… and the richest man alive.

It should be a game, a revenge, and just another man to seduce, mess with, and throw away.
What she didn’t expect was the storm behind his eyes. He avoids her. Ignores her flirty remarks. Rejects her advances with brutal indifference.

Until one weekend field trip traps them alone in the woods.
That’s when his mask slips.
And that’s when Liana realizes the man she thought she was chasing… has been hunting her all along.

One of the twins died on top of her after their one-night stand……

He kept planting kisses on her neck, down to her bosom. Out of pleasure, Rachael closed her eyes, letting herself feel lost in his slow caress. The euphoria was cut short when he suddenly stopped kissing her and flipped her around aggressively. Rachael panicked.

"What is it?" She said breathlessly, trying to discern what he tried to do because she didn't dare turn to see for herself.

He rammed his erection into her mound without warning. The pain made her squeeze her eyes shut, fighting it.

"Are you okay?" he asked, not that he cared.


It was Xavier Collin. His hooded green eyes held anger and disgust fixated on her while his tall virile body walked toward her. Her heart skipped each time his boots made contact with the floor, striking fear into her timid heart. Her breathing became more rapid and loud and it felt like her heart was going to explode from her chest from beating too fast

Rachael couldn't look at those cold eyes, it worsened her fear. Her eyes dropped, but fell on the gun by his side instead, they widened in terror. Was he going to kill her? Wasn't he going to hear her side of the story? She thought inwardly but was abruptly faced with reality. She wasn't even sure of her side of the story and that was because she recollected nothing.

She heard the gun being cocked and gasped when he raised it to her.

"Please don't do this"

"Mr. Geal, we can't… please." Her voice trembled as his fingers traced her jaw and brushed against her lips.
Her breath came in short gasps as she whispered, "Please, you're betrothed."
His hands slid to her neck, his voice a dark growl. "It doesn't matter. You're mine anyway."
Before she could speak, his mouth claimed hers, sealing a truth neither of them could escape.
Olivia Macurry's only dream was to escape the stage lights and start over.
No more stripping. No more selling herself to survive. Just a normal job, a normal life.
But fate had other plans.
One night, a stranger offered fifteen thousand dollars for her time. She agreed—then ran before the night was over.
Now, that same man is her new boss.
Leonardo Geal. Cold. Powerful. Addictive. The man she tried to forget, but who never stopped thinking about her.
What began as obsession soon twisted into something darker.
Attraction became possession.
Possession became madness.
He's engaged to another, yet he can't stay away.
Lies, secrets, and betrayal push them to the edge, until desire becomes their most dangerous weapon.
Leonardo thrives in chaos. And even though he's betrothed, he belongs to her— Body, mind, and soul.

Having an accident after catching her lover cheating and waking up in a strange place filled with robots. Alexa Ivvona never expected to become a hero in a war in the robot world, and fall in love with a robot troop commander. However, can Alexa return to her world or is she trapped there with all the secrets of why Alexa is in the robot world?

"You think I'm just a human, don't you?"

I laughed, unaware of the danger lurking beside me.

"I'm more than what you see," he whispered, his eyes gleaming in the dark.

I'm Evelyn, and I never believed in monsters. But when I met Bryson Wilder, the mysterious stranger with piercing eyes, I stumbled into a world of forbidden love.

"You're mine now," he growled, his voice sending shivers down my spine.

As an alpha werewolf, Bryson's world is hidden from humans, but our connection is undeniable. Yet, I'm drawn to more than just him – his beta, Axel, ignite a passion that threatens to consume us all.

"You'll never be just mine," Bryson whispers, his eyes burning with possession and desire.

As we navigate the secrets of our past and the dangers that surround us, our forbidden love becomes the only truth that matters. But will our bond be enough to overcome the shadows of his world, or will it be the very thing that tears us apart?"

Arianna Deeds world is turned upside down when she goes the angel academy. In a world with vampire, werwolves, and fallen angels are the least of her concerns, when demons try to take over earth. A thousand year treaty broken and a vampire virus running wild. Angels are becoming extinct. She must learn her powers or die. Will Arianna discover what's happening to the angel's or will she be next?

Married for years, I caught my husband in bed with another woman.
He had nothing at all once; it was only after being with me that he became the CEO of a company and made his fortune.
I asked for a divorce, and he flew into a rage and locked me in a dog cage.
But what he never saw coming was that I had long been ready to take my revenge.

I'm a blind girl, and I've always been close with the old lady living next door.
One day, I caught the smell of blood coming from her apartment.
Worried something had happened to her, I pushed her door open—and instantly realized my mistake.
I had walked right into a murder scene.
The killer was still there.
I had to take a chance.
Betting that my pale, sightless eyes could fool those blood-crazed ones.
I stepped into the blood-soaked room, smiled toward where the body lay, and called out,
"Ma'am, the store has oranges on sale—I brought some over for you..."

I chased after my first love, Joe, for years and finally worked up the courage to confess—only to overhear him plotting to get me drunk as a plaything.
Just when I was in utter despair, his mafia brother, David, showed up and saved me from deep sorrow. He treated me gently like I was made of glass, gifted me a private estate, got down on one knee and proposed, saying he'd had a crush on me for years.
I thought I'd finally escaped hell and found my one true love—until his “lover” Ann came back with a boy who looked exactly like him and stole every bit of his attention.
David swore Ann was just my stand-in, but he kept leaving me for her again and again, even throwing himself in front of bullets for her in a shootout, saying, “For you, I can risk my life.”

On the night of her wedding, Evelyn Knight paid the ultimate price for trusting the wrong man—her husband murdered her with his own hands.
But fate grants her a second chance.
Reborn on the very day she's meant to marry Nathaniel Andrews, Evelyn wastes no time. This time, she won't be the victim. She escapes the altar and makes a bold move—straight into the arms of her husband's sworn rival.
"Mr. Everett, will you marry me?"
"This a surrender?"
"No," she smirks. "This is a tactical retreat followed by a counterattack."
What begins as a calculated alliance quickly spirals into something far more dangerous—obsession, protection, desire. Julian Everett never expected to fall for the woman who barged into his life like a storm. But now that he has her, he won't let her go.
This time, Evelyn isn't just rewriting her fate—She's taking her revenge one kiss at a time.

Lorraine never expected to lose her virginity to her cold, unreadable CEO Tristan—let alone five times in one night. Even more shocking? He keeps showing up to save her, stepping in not once, but twice, to protect her from a toxic ex. After several heartfelt proposals, she finally agrees to a contract marriage—thinking it's a practical solution to a messy life.

Tristan has had his eyes on Lorraine for years—the brilliant top designer working quietly under his nose. The contract is just the beginning of his plan to claim her completely. He's ready to offer her everything: protection, devotion, and a love she's never dared to hope for.

But when jealous exes and relentless suitors re-enter the picture, threatening to tear them apart, their fragile arrangement is put to the test. Can a marriage built on strategy survive long enough to become something real?

Moira wasn't the Luna he wanted. To strengthen the alliance, her father sacrificed her with a classic trap so that she could marry Alpha Jude Hammer from The Night Hunter Pack.
The plan worked, but for seven years, Moira felt no happiness or love from Jude. Then, one day, she finds out the reason—Jude has found his fated mate.
Heartbroken, especially since she had lost everything, Moira filed for divorce, left the company, and started a new life.


I was startled by the commotion outside the apartment. It was unusually quiet for eight o’clock, and the sound I heard... I decided to check it out.
Someone was standing at the door, which I opened hastily to confirm. Instead of peace, I found a new problem.
Jude held the door, forcing his way in and locking it. He closed the distance between us, pinning me against the wall, so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath on my face. His strong arms wrapped around my waist, so stiff and tight.
My heart skipped a beat, not because of lingering love for him, but because I felt disturbed by his presence.
"What the hell are you doing here, Jude? You have Bella, don't drag me in. You shouldn't be here," I snapped, but it didn't faze him at all.
"Screw Bella! I came to confirm something." He moved again, closer, so that our lips almost touched.
“Are you drunk? Go home. You will only cause me problems. We'd been divorced, remember?” I said, trying to gently push him away.
“What? Divorced? Don’t even think about it, Wifey. I didn't sign it. NEVER. Means, you’re still my wife. You're MINE.”