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Looking for true love at the right time can sometimes be impossible. The most likely thing to happen is that we find the right love at the wrong time with the right person.

Aliyah has been blessed to have someone who is willing to fight for her despite rejections. Oliver Webb, a well-known businessman who owns a large business empire, courted her. They became lovers, and they got married. But still, life is full of unwanted things to give.

After three months of being in that marriage, Oliver met an accident and was declared dead on the spot. Aliyah's world almost collapsed, especially when she lost more than that. She lost her husband and her child.

It's been so hard for her to move on, but she didn't have a choice until she woke up one morning beside a stranger.

She's trying to forget about the guy, but maybe fate will lead her back to him so that they might even become business partners. Will it lead them to a romantic ending, or will it be a way for Aliyah to discover the real reason for her husband's death?

How will she accept the truth behind every lies that are no in her way?

This novel is inspired by the Chinese Danmei novels, and the romance is between two men. When Jiang Yao first encountered Luo Xiao, the young boy resembled a piece of white paper. He was pure and untainted by the greed and despair of the outside world. Even so, the demon was moving forward, little by little and introducing various colors to this unblemished blank piece of paper, and slowly it turned into the most vivid and breathtaking painting. Luo Xiao's path takes him on a journey across the continent with the purpose of tempering himself through bloodshed and battle. By his side is Jiang Yao, a deadly guardian angel, ready to protect him in times of need, but after understanding the beauty of the diverse world, Luo Xiao is not longer willing to merely be protected and stay away from all approaching dangers. As the vast world allows Luo Xiao to embrace his future, he now aspires to stand at the top of the world alongside the Seventh Demon Prince, fighting to carve a path forward with relentless fierceness, ignoring fatigue and pain.

FBI Agent Luna Blackwood thought she'd left her past behind when she escaped the remote mountain town of Silver Ridge fifteen years ago. But when a series of brutal murders brings her back as lead investigator, she discovers the killer isn't just hunting randomly—they're targeting descendants of the town's founding families.
Each victim is found torn apart under the full moon, with mysterious claw marks that no earthly predator could make. The locals whisper about old legends and ancient curses, but Luna knows the truth is far more terrifying.
Because Luna Blackwood carries a secret that could destroy her career and her life: she's one of them. A werewolf in hiding, using her enhanced abilities to hunt human monsters while suppressing the beast within.
But as the body count rises and the killer grows bolder, Luna realizes she's not just hunting a rogue werewolf—she's being hunted. Someone knows what she is. Someone wants her to embrace the darkness she's spent years fighting.
And when the next full moon rises, Luna will have to choose between her human life and unleashing the monster within to stop a killer who threatens to expose their entire world.
In Silver Ridge, some secrets have claws—and they're coming for blood.
A supernatural thriller where ancient bloodlines collide with modern justice, and the line between hunter and hunted disappears in moonlight.

“ I am sorry but I couldn’t fight it anymore,” he whispered next to her ears,“You are so hot. I miss you.”

She was on his lap, and she was going upside down in his c**ck while he was holding her waist supporting her to get in and out of his shaft in her cavern.

He saw when she bit her lower lip as if she was trying to stop herself from shouting.

What he did was he suck her breasts as she went up and down in his d*ck.

"Oh... Levi! I'm coming…" Amelia screamed while her hands were on his shoulders.

"Come baby, as I'm coming too.." He yelled and went on one last thrust.


After bagging the gold medal from the SEA games held in Korea, Levi was welcomed by the loud shout of the people as he arrived at the airport. His family along with fiancé Cameron Fuentebella were all there waiting for him.

He felt like he was the luckiest man on earth especially when Cameron Fuentebella said “yes” after he asked her to marry him in front of the public as soon as he got off the plane.

Twist of events that never entered Levi's mind turned his world around. The night that he arrived back home, he met with an accident. His dream that he thought was already just one step away from him became impossible to reach. Suddenly, he didn’t know what turn he should take in his life.

Six months to recover, that was what the doctor told him but how could it be possible if continuous or unfortunate events happened in his life.

And all of those times, Cameron was missing in action. What happened to the woman to whom he was supposedly sharing the rest of his life?

Deciding to get back the broken pieces of his life, Levi started his physical session where he met his first love, Amelia Chavez.

What’s fate in store for Levi, Cameron and Amelia? Who would be with Levi and swim against the waves of life? Who would be with him until he reached the victory that he was dreaming of?

There he splays me out on his bed after stripping me down, so that he can worship my body until I’m screaming his name, over and over again.------------------------------
Hi. I am Averi, a girl. Or I used to be. After witnessing something that I would not ever forget, I've been forced into hiding. They’ve taken away all the past I had. And now, I'm masquerading as a boy named Corbin in an all-boys preparatory school. Covering my identity is already very difficult, and things begin to get more out of hand when I develop a crush on one of my new friends. Knox, the only one that makes me feel alive as who I actually am, is breaking my perfect disguise into pieces.

Once, Iola flew with a dragon. If she can become ambassadress to the dragons' realm, she might fly again, but first she must navigate life as an ordinary priestess. She’s wholly devoted to the dragons, but some of her fellow priestesses are dragon-blind and corrupt. Worse, they think that Iola’s devotions are actually just a sign of greed. The ambassadress returns from the dragons’ realm, too sick to fly again. Iola might have a chance to take her place, but her rival, Tiagasa, was raised in a prince's palace. Tiagasa thrives on political intrigue and gossip, and her lover is about to become governor of the city. Iola’s few friends and allies aren't much more savvy than she is. Still, they hope to persuade the new governor to make Iola ambassadress so that the temple cam be a true sanctuary of the dragons for a few years more.

Cassandra Lake has the kind of life anyone would dream about. She has the perfect boyfriend, a great best friend and amazing parents. One night all of that changes.
When she's in a car accident and wakes up with no memory her parents think the best thing is for a fresh start. but when she starts dating her doctor and things move from fairytale to brothers grim its up to her to put the pieces back together to save her own life.
Who will she turn to? A life she knows nothing about or the man that hurts her every night.

Zara Cole has spent three years building a case against one man.
Damien Voss. Forty-one years old. Self-made tech billionaire. The kind of man whose name appears in court settlements that get sealed before lunch and in boardrooms where people sign things they later pretend they never signed. On paper he is untouchable. In the circles Zara has spent years moving through quietly, he is something else entirely. A ghost with a net worth that could swallow small countries. A man who destroys careers the way other men change shirts. Quietly, efficiently, and without looking back.
Zara's father was one of those careers.
She was nineteen when it happened. When the company her father built over twenty years was swallowed whole by a larger machine, the paperwork signed in the middle of the night, the assets stripped, her father left with nothing but debt and a silence he never fully recovered from. Nobody could prove who pulled the strings. Nobody tried very hard. Zara has been trying ever since.
Now she is twenty-six, sharp enough to cut glass, and three years deep into an investigation that has cost her a stable job, two relationships, and more sleep than she can count. She has the shell companies. She has the paper trail. What she does not have is access. Not the kind that matters. Not the kind that gets her inside the building, inside the meetings, inside the man himself.
There is a job opening at Voss Industries. Corporate communications director. It is almost too perfect. And when Zara walks into that interview, Damien Voss looks at her across that desk with those grey unreadable eyes and slides a contract toward her, she is certain she has played this exactly right.
She has no idea he has been waiting for her.

He was once the leader of the "Birds of Prey," a legend that made mercenaries worldwide tremble in fear. Now, he returns as an "ex-convict," hoping only to protect the wife and daughter he lost four years ago. What greets him, however, is the betrayal of his family, the humiliation from financial magnates, and a deadly conspiracy targeting his daughter. As bullets and power intertwine, he gently touches his trembling daughter’s forehead, then turns to crush his enemies’ luxury cars and dismantle their dark empire. This time, he is no longer a prisoner—he is the world’s sovereign, making the world remember fear once more.

Her marriage has been unsuccessful since that day she got married to him. One sided love, and his unknown hatred towards her. "I'd rather sleep in the guest room than with you". His threatening voice echoed inside the room before he left.
She finally understood the reality, married to him for a whole five years, only to discover now that he only used her to claim his inheritance.
She was so heartbroken when she caught her own husband and his Mistress on a date that he has never taken her to, not even once. Anyways, who was she to call her his Mistress?. She should have understood that the Lady was his only Love of his Life, on the other hand, she was just an urgent second choice because his family didn't support his marriage with a lowly class. But now he actually became the Boss that he was, he didn't care about any bullshit from his family.
"I guess, I won't regret what I'm about to do, I'm tired".
Night falls, her drunken Handsome Husband she had admired all those years was finally at her own mercy. "There's no backing down this time around!. I won't always be treated like some pushover!". When the morning time arrived, a document "DIVORCE AGREEMENT" could be seen at the top of the bed.
"Where is she?!".
"E…. Em…. Your wife already left Boss".

One minute, I was a waitress in London hiding from a family that hated me. The next, I’m stepping through a mirror into a desert world that thinks I’m a goddess.

​They call me the Dawning Vessel. They say I’m the only one who can stop the Void from swallowing this realm. But to me, it feels like a death sentence.

​Now, I’m trapped between two men who couldn't be more different.

​Kael. The golden commander who lives for duty. He wants to protect me, to train me, and to place a crown on my head, even if it means following a prophecy that might kill us both.

​Rhydian. The silver-eyed demi-god who hates the very word destiny. He’s arrogant, dangerous, and the only person who sees me as a woman, not a weapon. He doesn’t want me to save the world; he wants me to burn it down.

​As the Chigaru looters move in and the gods begin to wake, I have to figure out who to trust. Because in Aurelion, the prophecy isn’t a gift.

​It’s a leash. And I’ve never been good at following orders.

"What...are ...you doing Mr. Professor?" She asked stuttering.

"I know what I'm doing Ms. Khanna," He smirked to her. He took hold of her hands and placed them above her head.

"Leave me," She said and struggled from his tight grip but alas no use. He stood there like a rock.

"I won't leave you. What will you do Miss?" He queried.

"I will complain to principal," She emphasised. With that he came close to her and crashed his lips with her.

She was shocked for a moment. She stood like a statue in that place and shivered from his touch which affected her so much.

"What will you do Ms. Khanna?" He prompted and went from there with a smirk playing on his lips.

"I hate you professor," She screamed making his smirk grew wider.


Naina Kapoor. A beautiful, cute, intelligent, ambitious and lovely person. She loves her
parents and her sister Meera. She wants to become successful in her career but one decision of her parents changes her life completely. Arranged marriage, selected by her parents and he is her sister's brother-in-law. Let's see what happens to her life.

Shourya Khanna. A handsome, intelligent, caring and arrogant person. He loves his family so much. He is the CEO of Khanna Industries. He has a brother who loves him so much and his sister-in-law who treats him like her own brother. She wants him to get married to her sister. She thinks he is perfect for her.

Will Shourya support her dreams or not?

Elena was never meant to fall for Lucian...the Beta with a quiet stare and a haunted past. But when a forbidden touch sparks memories of a forgotten childhood bond, everything begins to unravel.
A hidden power awakens in her blood. Her sister is the one who betrayed her. And the Alpha she's meant to serve will do anything to control her… even kill the father of her unborn child.
Torn between fate and freedom, Elena must choose: obey tradition...or burn it all down.

A mafia king’s mate turns out to be a human?!

“W-what are you doing?” I whisper, but the look in his eyes says it all.

“Do you feel that?” He asks.

It takes a second, but then I feel tiny sparks racing along my skin as his hand slips under my jacket and over my skin. I gasp, and then his lips are on mine.


A few years ago, a series of scientific research buildings were attacked. The chemicals from those research facilities had seeped into our water supply and slowly manipulated our DNA. Last year was the first report of someone showing a hint of supernatural abilities. Then another and another until suddenly, there were people with abilities popping up all over the place.

People with abilities were either feared or envied.
I have tried hiding my ability for as long as I can. My ability would have me locked up and used until there was nothing left of me. The ability to heal is a gift everyone would want to take advantage of, so I never use it…ever.

Until... I meet him.

Julian. My college classmate.
My boss of The Hell Club.
The Mafia King.
My...mate.

What we didn't know at the time was that these so-called DNA alterations were all werewolf genes growing inside the human body. And he, Julian... is my mate.
And my ability will send me to hell in fear. The government, the underworld, people all over the world... They need me.

Anya Volkov is the daughter of one of the most ruthless Mafia heads ever to exist, and she's set to pick up the crown when her father dies. His one wish? That she marry his partner's son, Julien, and become the Queen of the South.

Julien, with his beauty and strength, owns the hearts of nearly every woman in Louisiana. Yet, how can she tell her father that her heart already belongs to another? Someone darker and possessive. Someone she's not supposed to care about at all. Someone forbidden.

She's set to marry Julien next spring, and all she can think about is her one passionate night with Luca. It started with gunshots and ended with long kisses and powerful arms protecting her from assassins.

Now she has to decide between her father's legacy and her heart's desire.

Walk this dark tale with Anya as she works her way through the passion-filled nights of Louisiana and finds her way to the future that awaits her. Watch as she fights through Assassins, Vampires, and Mafia Dens filled with murderers and betrayal to finally become... the Obsidian Queen.

Prologue-
He felt nothing for Isabelle Lancaster, his ex-wife, anymore. apart from shame, obviously, that he had ever associated with such scum. Everybody had warned him when he had married her with such haste, that soon or later, blood spoke, and her blood was from a stripper – a prostitute. Nikolas had been angry on his wife’s behalf then. But then, they had been right. Blood had indeed spoken and like a true hussy, his dear wife had decided to open her legs for the first man, she had been left alone with.
Now he was angry at himself and no one else.
But it was going to be over soon. After three years of separation from his volatile English ex-wife, Nikolas Dimitriou was ready to move on. This time he was going to marry a respectable Greek woman. A woman who would live amicable with his family and settle well into his life. Instead of turning it into a circus.

But there was one big problem. They still hadn’t signed the divorce papers. Deciding to go to London himself to dispose of this marriage and also pick up his three-year-old daughter so that she could attend his wedding, seemed to be a simple enough thing.
Except, a single look at Isabelle seemed to have opened a pandora’s box inside of him. There was poison everywhere and he loved it still!

They burned her clan to ash. Now Eris D’Varyn burns for vengeance.

Half dragon. Half curse. The empire’s deadliest assassin carries the fire of extinct gods in her veins and her next target is the man who destroyed her world: Prince Kael Rhyven.

But when her blade meets his heart, the impossible happens. The fire obeys him. Their souls fuse in a bond older than the stars one that could resurrect the dragons or end the world.

Now hunted by gods, kings, and the ghosts of her past, Eris must choose: kill the prince she’s bound to or unleash the monster inside her. Because the fire isn’t just magic.

"Family is the most important thing, Eron."
I'm sick of hearing that phrase every day without qualm.
They seek 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.
Do you have something you want to do?
I look at the crumpled papers balled up in the corner of the room, next to my piano. I bite down hard on my lower lip, not caring about the fact that it's parched from the summer and might crack.
Is it really there?
I won't lie; I miss it. The reason my piano is taking dust twenty-four hours a day since one hundred and eighty-two sunsets ago is ever present in my soul. That memory clings to my memory with no intention of letting go and setting it free. The only thing that persists is this emptiness that causes my discomfort.

They called me wolfless. Broken. Abandoned by the Goddess herself.
For three years, I watched my adopted family replace me with their real daughter. My fiancé chose her. My brothers defended her. My parents forgot I existed.
So when the pack needed a sacrifice, I volunteered. Better to die with meaning than live as nothing.
I jumped off the Cliff of Shadows expecting death.
Instead, I found him.
Kael, the monster in the darkness, cursed and alone for a thousand years. He saw what they couldn't: I was never broken. My power was stolen.
And now it's coming back.
They wanted me gone? They wanted me weak?
They should have made sure I stayed dead.
Because I'm returning. Not as the girl they threw away.
As the monster they created.
A werewolf rejected mate romance with fated mates, hidden powers, and a revenge that will burn the pack to the ground.

In a kingdom where mana is the only currency of power, Ryn is a man born with nothing. He possesses neither the magic of the noble houses nor the physical vigor required of a knight. He is a shadow in a world of giants, surviving only by his razor-sharp intuition and strategic mind.
Everything changes when a high stakes assassination attempt on Prince Drakon forces Ryn out of the shadows. In the heat of the ambush, an ancient seal bound to Ryn’s soul shatters, awakening a terrifying, extinct power: the Blood of the Dragon King.
Now, Ryn must infiltrate the Royal Knights under a false identity to survive the internal politics of the Seven Noble Houses. But his awakening has not gone unnoticed. From the corrupted ruins of the old empire, Morgana the Eternal a necromancer who once hunted dragons to near extinction, has felt the return of the royal bloodline.
As Morgana unleashes his army of the undead to finish what he started, Ryn must lead a desperate alliance of exiled Princes, rogue geomancers, and suspicious Dwarves and other formidable allies to reclaim a throne that was never supposed to exist again.

"Come to me." He sneered, sniffing her throat as she flinched.

"No I won't."

"Why?"

"Because I hate you." She spat at him and he flinched, retreating back with a curse.


"He will fall in love with her, but she will hate him. She would be the lowlest of beings but he would crave her touch. She is his antidote, his cure, that he can never have. He will be a blasphemy to his generation, she would be the one to redeem him. He is the cursed one."


Adolph Caeser is the largest wolf of his kind.

A born werewolf, and Alpha of his pack.

To the outside world, he is a billionaire, a playboy and a womanizer.

To those who know him, he is the Alpha and leader of the Keanu Clan.

For years, he has been searching for his mate.

Moon have risen and risen, years and days have gone, but he has not met the one.

On an icy trip to Alaska he meets a battered lady, he takes her in without knowing she is a witch.

She and she alone has the answer to the pain he has held in his heart.

She alone knows where the long awaited one is.

She alone holds the key to his curse.

The werewolves suffer dreadfully under the reign of their tyrant queen, Pandora who makes life a living hell for them and gets their beloved prince, Douglas imprisoned. The moon goddess sees this and decides to come into the world as a human to save her children from this evil queen. To do this, she needs the man she would choose as a mate to agree on a contract marriage with her. That man is the charming Prince Douglas. He ends up refusing her and Pandora throws great attacks on her that her chances of fulfilling her mission looks bleak. No matter what happens, she has to enforce her will and achieve her goals but Douglas is not willing to work with her.
What will happen when he stubbornly refuses to accept her as his mate?
How would she react towards this rejection?
What would she do in this case to still save the werewolves?

“You think you're still free, little bride?”
His voice was a whisper of steel and shadow, curling around my throat like a noose. I refused to flinch, ignoring how loud my heart continued to pound in my chest.
“And you think you're still a monster, my lord?” I murmured, stepping closer. “But I’ve seen you bleed.”
Lucian’s smile was cruel and crumbling all at once. “I’ll show you what monsters do when they fall.”
Then his lips were on mine.
Once the prized jewel of London’s nobility, Lady Seraphina Everleigh is betrayed, disgraced, and sold like chattel to Lucian Blackwell, the terrifying Duke of Thornvale.
But Lucian is no ordinary nobleman. He’s a vampire—immortal, powerful, and driven by revenge. Their marriage was never meant to be a union. It was meant to be a punishment.
Yet Seraphina is not the docile pawn Lucian expected.
As she navigates his brutal court of monsters and politics, she begins to uncover the truth about her bloodline, her power… and her husband.
He vowed to break her.
She vowed to survive.
Together, they might either burn the world or build a new one from ash.

When Evelyn Hale moves to Ashwick Falls for a quiet new beginning, she discovers a town that knows more about her than it should. Strangers greet her by name, old photographs show her face, and the cemetery holds a grave with her birthday etched into the stone. As she digs deeper, Evelyn uncovers a cycle of vanishings the town refuses to remember—and the more she searches for answers, the more she begins to question her own past. Some secrets aren’t buried. They’re waiting.

Freya Gladiolus is a young orphan girl who grew up neglected in her pack and treated like she was less human but her not-so-graceful status changed on her eighteenth birthday.
On the night of the full moon, Freya found out that her mate was the Alpha of her pack with a light heart and hopefulness. Freya thought her life had changed, not knowing it was just getting worse.
Freya was rejected brutally by her mate who reminded her of her low status and said she was not meant to be his mate…a neglected orphan girl but she was also rejected by her mate.
But can the moon goddess ever be wrong?
But what was going to be Freya's fate, when the moon goddess gave her a second chance at happiness, mating to the most powerful Alpha on the continent? Was her suffering going to get exonerated or he was also her nemesis?
And what was going to be her fate when she learned about the prophecy about her?
Delve into the story to read about the Tale Of Freya, The Scorned Luna.

WOLVES WERE THE ENEMY…

Everyone in town knew that. They hunted and killed all humans and that’s why we had surrounded ourselves with the wall.

To keep them out. To keep us safe.

Only I wasn’t safe, because I was pretty sure one was stalking me.

When he finally came for me, and dragged me away from my baby brother I knew my life would never be the same again.

I expected death, I even welcomed it because anything was better than living with them but what I didn’t expect was for there to be TWO OF THEM.

Two alpha werewolves , who both claimed I was theirs.
Theirs to command, theirs to use, theirs to break.

Thrust into a world I didn’t know, I only had one choice , succumb or be killed

After the collapse of her kingdom during the Great War, Princess Illyria Cassion, is taken thousands of miles away from her home to the Empire of Sirius. The Emperor, has given her to his four sons, as a end-of-war gift. But when he finds her to be a virgin at the ripe age of 19… He sets in motion a twisted family tradition. Can she survive this crazy empire of vampires? How will she resist their HOT charms? Can she even choose just ONE dashing sexy prince, or will she have them all?

All she wants is freedom.
All he wants is her surrender.

Anelisa’s world shatters when her fated mate rejects her—for her stepsister. Stripped of dignity and hope, she is sold like a worthless offering to the ruthless Dragon King, a monster feared for slaughtering her kind without mercy.

Legends say no one has ever seen his face and lived to tell the tale.

Anelisa refuses to become his next victim. She plans her escape—
But instead of freedom, she crashes straight into the arms of the king himself… and now she’s not just his captive.
She’s his mate.

Bound by betrayal, scorched by desire, and cursed by a destiny neither of them chose—
Can love bloom in the ashes of hate, or will it burn them both alive?

"Aurora, you can't keep running from who you are. You're a Stormwolf. The pack needs you."
Aurora Stormwolf, heiress of the Stormwolf clan and the Silver Wolf Pack, flees a tumultuous past following a conflict with her father and settles in a secluded village where she becomes a doctor. Hiding her true identity as a werewolf and the Stormwolf clan's heiress under the name Lyra Darkwood, she mastered her powers after a car accident triggered her transformation.
When she meets Alaric, Alpha of the Dark Shadow Pack and CEO of Bloodhowl Corporation, their connection is immediate. However, a three-year contract marriage binds them together. While Aurora loves him, Alaric is obsessed with Celia Grimwood, a manipulative and deceitful woman. After three years of marriage, Alaric files for divorce, leaving Aurora alone and heartbroken.
Taking over her family's business, Aurora transforms into a ruthless CEO, concealing her true nature beneath power-driven strategies. Meanwhile, Alaric, realizing too late that he loves Aurora, attempts to win her back. Their relationship takes a dramatic turn as they cross paths again in social and professional events, facing numerous challenges, including rival suitors and hidden secrets from the past.
Aurora's four brothers, each with unique powers, tirelessly watch over her. United by an unbreakable bond, they protect their sister with unwavering devotion. Yet Aurora, while grateful, remains independent and determined to make her own choices, even if it means standing against them.
Will reconciliation with Alaric be possible? Can a marriage rise again from the ashes of past betrayals?

Lindsey, since childhood, suffered abuse from her family. She fell into a trap orchestrated by her sister Courtney and was taken to a room to be photographed with two men.

At a fashion event, Kyle Pratt spotted his girlfriend with another man. Rage consumed him, and he began drinking heavily. Dizzy from the drinks, he was taken to the room reserved for him in the same venue. On the way, he crossed paths with Courtney, and the room key cards fell to the ground. Nervously, she grabbed the wrong one.

Kyle and Lindsey were found in the same room due to the Pratt surname, leading to a loveless marriage.

Later, Courtney handed Kyle photos of his wife with other men in bed. Enraged, he confronted her to the point of nearly assaulting her. He decided to investigate his wife's life himself and discovered that she was nothing like he imagined. From there, they learned to coexist, and love blossomed between them.

When the marriage deadline arrived, Kyle found himself in a trap and deceived his wife. Heartbroken, she granted him a divorce and left the country.

Five years later, Lindsey returned to avenge her mother's death and reclaim her company.

In the boardroom of the textile company Rose S.A., Kyle saw a confident and elegant woman walk in. From that moment, he is determined to win back his wife, but three mischievous little ones won't make it easy for him.

“I don’t care if the whole world wants you, you belong to me.”
“No, I don’t belong to you. Vampires and werewolves do not mix.”
“Yet, here you are in my bed, squirming at my touch. Lie to me, lie to Eidenel, that you don’t feel desire burning in you as I plant my kisses and fingers on your skin.”
"I feel a burning sensation between my legs."


Eidenel was from a special bloodline but by the time she was born, she found herself alone and being used by her pack. Eidenel was the daughter of the Beta of Sudden Fang Pack, but she was born with features that attracted a myth or a prophecy as some would call it.
In past times, the moon goddess had cursed a witch from a vampire pack after she dared intrude into a werewolf pack, and got pregnant by the then Alpha. The lineage was hereby cursed, and that Alpha lost his life. However, his offspring was born and the cursed lineage continued. Whoever was born with a red hoof was said to be from the cursed lineage of the ancestors, and the moon goddess would treat that person's destiny accordingly.
''Eidenel, how come I get to spot red dots on your hoofs sometimes? Sometimes it's pure white like the rest of your body. Is it my eyes?''

His lips crashed against mine, and I gasped, parting my lips as his moved against mine, filled with desire. The kiss was slow yet fierce, a battle for dominance as my hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. I found myself in his lap, my legs straddling his thighs, his erection pressing against my belly. I rubbed my hips against him, arching my waist, and he moaned, sending a thrill through me.
I unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off as my hands roamed over his muscular chest. His lips never left mine, his tongue exploring every inch of my mouth as I moaned into the kiss, my hands ruffling his short, sleek hair. He deepened the kiss, one hand fondling my breast, his fingers teasing my already hardened nipples.
I don’t even know the fuck I am doing right now, making out with a stranger yet my hands couldn’t pull away from his as he spread kisses exploring every corner of my body, he traced the kisses down to my neck.


Melissa saved a stranger from a fight and discovered his eyes changed into the red ones from her nightmares. Curiosity saved the cat, and she followed the stranger to his residence. Unexpectedly, she learned he was a supernatural being, a werewolf and her mate.
Till she encountered a supernatural being that would unleash the power hidden in her, her mother’s memories and soul would surface in her body.

Selene, spent all her life feeling empty and amongst her pack members she was the only one who couldn’t shift into her wolf form.
Selene is a mystery to her people and to herself as a werewolf and a descendant of the moon goddess. Unmated and oblivious to who she really is, Selene's life turns into a battlefield, both inside her own heart and in the supernatural realm that tries to subdue her abilities.
She attracts the attention of Kaelen, the enigmatic and formidable Lycan King, when her "heat" becomes uncontrollable and her pheromones are released, causing a scandal at a pivotal event. Though he struggles with the forbidden nature of their bond, Kaelen acknowledges Selene as his fated mate, bound by duty and loyalty to his people. Kaelen takes it upon himself to mentor Selene as her power grows out of control, but he is emotionally distant from her because of his own burdens and past.
Selene discovers the horrifying truth about her relationship to the moon and the ancient forces at work as she battles to control her abilities. Selene must contend with evil forces, treachery, and a catastrophic prophecy that jeopardizes the entire supernatural realm while Kaelen is by her side. In the midst of chaos and peril, trust is developed during the slow-burning romance that results from her quest to master her abilities.
But the real fight is yet to come, as Selene and Kaelen must fight against enemies both inside and outside the realm while dealing with an old curse. Will their love withstand the ultimate test, and can Selene accept her fate as the Moon's chosen guardian?

When you find out, he was the man you were arranged to be with, he was the villain you've always heard about and ran from. And worst of all, you realise you've been deceived since you set your eyes on him.

Elysian, an heiress flees her powerful vampire clan from an arranged marriage, vanishing into a human city to pose as an ordinary student.

But beneath her flawless façade lurks a predator who punishes bullies and sinners without mercy. Students vanish and rumors spread and whispers of death follow her every step.

Her secret? She’s a vampire. And the one person who might expose or destroy her is the school’s mysterious hit teacher… who she was so obsessed with and who just happens to be her fated mate.

Her dirtiest secret? she kills anyone who goes near her mate.

"My gosh, what an ass you have there," he remarked, and then he dragged my pants down. I just hid my face in embarrassment.
I could feel his palms roaming over my ass, and suddenly he tightly spread them open.

"Hmmm! Virgin?" he asked. I nodded.

I heard him scoff. "Don't worry, I'll make your first experience memorable." I gulped as my body flinched from his touch.


Ethan Pierce is a world-class boxing champion, nicknamed "The King." the world revolves around him, but he has been diagnosed with an uncommon behavior called hypersexuality, As a result, his body is constantly in need of release, which led him have several sexual partners. The problem arose when an unknown person touched him; this caused his body to react differently for the first time
His physiotherapist becomes his sex slave will he ever be able to find love in her or she is just a toy for him.

Finding herself stuck in situation where she never wanted to be losing the only person she loved- was really heartbreaking for her she wanted to save her mother and she can do anything for it __ even if it is to sleep with a world class boxing champion billionaire who actually is a sex addict?

Detective Iris Hale has spent twelve years building an impeccable reputation—logical, relentless, untouchable. In a city where most cases involve infidelity and insurance fraud, she's the department's rising star, poised for promotion to Homicide Chief. Then the "Reaper Murders" shatter her carefully constructed world.
Seventeen bodies in three months. Each victim carved with an elegant "R" mark post-mortem, their faces frozen in expressions of euphoric terror. No DNA. No witnesses. No pattern—except the killer's obsession with perfection. The city spirals into paranoia, and the department hands Iris an ultimatum: catch the Reaper or watch her career burn.
But when Iris discovers a mark identical to the victims' carved into her own childhood diary—dated fifteen years ago—the investigation becomes horrifyingly personal. Someone has been watching her since she was seventeen. Someone who knows the darkest secret she's buried: the night she accidentally killed her abusive stepfather and made it look like suicide.
Enter Dr. Ronan Ashford, the enigmatic forensic psychologist assigned to her task force. Brilliant, unsettling, and possessing an uncanny ability to predict the killer's next move, Ronan becomes Iris's only anchor in the chaos. He sees past her professional armor to the guilt she's weaponized into ambition. Their intellectual chemistry ignites into something dangerous, something neither can afford—especially when Iris begins noticing that Ronan's theoretical profiles feel less like deduction and more like confession.
As bodies pile up and the Reaper's messages grow intimate—notes addressing her by childhood nickname, crime scenes staged at locations from her past—Iris faces an impossible truth: the killer isn't just obsessed with her. He's been crafting her into his masterpiece for over a decade. Every case she's solved, every criminal she's caught, every moral compromise she's made—all calculated steps in his grand design.

Gina's perfect life was turned into a live horror scene when she witnessed her husband fucking her sister. The worst part? She was pregnant and was ready to tell her husband only for her to realize they had been trying to make her infertile for years. Upon discovering their betrayal, they pushed her down a cliff and left her to die. Surprisingly, she was saved by a stranger who found her washed up on his beach. This stranger however wanted something from her. A marriage contract that could destroy the lives of the ones who tried to kill her. Except, this stranger also wanted her sister.

-WARNING-This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.

“If you can’t satisfy me with your mouth, then you’ll have to satisfy me some other way.”

He ripped off her flimsy clothing and tossed the shredded fabric aside. Visenya panicked as she realized exactly what he was implying.

“Let me try again…with my mouth. I think I c...”

“Quiet!” His voice echoed off the walls of his bedchamber, silencing her on the spot.

This wasn’t the way she had imagined her first time would be. She pictured passionate kisses and gentle caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. Lucian wouldn’t be loving, and he certainly didn’t cherish her either. She had been cursed with a mate who was bent on revenge, wanting nothing more than to watch her suffer.


Ten years had passed since Dragons ruled over the world…since Visenya took her place as Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows now that hunting and enslaving humans was punishable by death. The world was finally at peace…until Dragon Lord, Lucian woke from his induced sleep to discover that his entire race had been massacred by Visenya’s father. Visenya is stripped of her kingdom and forced to live out the rest of her days as Lucian’s slave. The cruelest joke of all is, Visenya learns that the mate she has been so faithfully waiting for all these years, is none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself.

Consumed by their hatred for each other, is it enough to fight the intense mate bond between them? Will Lucian push Visenya to her absolute limit, just to regret it all in the end?

"12 hours before this full moon ends. You'll make the last Lycan take your virginity"
"12 hours? What happens if I can't?"
"You'll die."
The last Lycan went crazily every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf. I was the chosen virgin. Surprisingly, sleeping with the Devil made me stronger.

The Lycan was a wall of masculine muscle behind me. His body heat scorched me even through my wedding dress; his breath seared the shell of my ear as he leaned closer and whispered, "Mate..."
If the last Lycan was the Devil, I thought I might want to go to hell.

When I rescued the last Lycan from his cage, I never thought that one day, I would be put into a cage by him.

“You don’t run from me, Ira,” Ruel growls, rough hand caging me against the wall.
“Watch me,” I snap.
His icy gaze flicks to my lips.
I know I’m trapped.
I’m a stray fighting to keep orphans alive—until I’m caught and chained to the North’s most feared Alpha.
Xuaru Ruel is war-forged, ice-cold, bound to a king who owns him.
He was born to kill my kind. Instead, he keeps me close.
Calls it discipline. Lies.
The fated mate bond ignited, and his wolf won’t let me go.
He fights the pull, yet always comes back.
If he learns my secret…
He’ll choose: hand me to his king…
Or burn the world to claim me as his.

Darius swore that he would come back for revenge after the Hunters wiped out his entire family, and he meant it.
on Mika's eighteenth birthday, it was meant to be as usual, a frustrating day. That was Until he came.
it was meant to be easy. come in, wipe them out and leave. he was not expecting to find his mate among the people that took his own.
torn with the need to procreate to preserve his kind and the hate he feels for her kind. the love between them seems unlikely.

The tiny sound. That low vibrating sound!
   I kept hoping Luciano would walk out now instead of looking around like he is trying to get something right. It better not be that he is listening to the noise.
     I bit my lower lips to subdue the shameless moan about escaping. My breath became uneven as I tried to slowly lower my left hand into the duvet but it wasn't working, that hot asshole had his gaze fixed on me.
    His lips curved into a sly smirk as he shrugged, moved his hair behind his ears and walked away.
"I don't want to know what the heck you were doing, Tiff, next time, just lock the goddam doooooor!" It was supposed to be a normal siblings bond.
Doing the forbidden wasn't part of the idea but Tiffany had other plans. Especially when all she wanted was get fvcked by her hot step brother.

The Unsung War Correspondent Georgiana Parker witnessed bloody massacres on the battlefields of Syria, where she fell in love with Michael Hall, the soldier who saved her life. Together, they worked to expose the terrorists' atrocities to the international community. Just as their comradeship was about to blossom into romance, they faced the terrorists' most brutal retaliation.
A close-range explosion nearly cost Michael his hearing and destroyed his promising career as a senior military officer. Georgiana only regained her sight through corneal reconstruction surgery.
When these two young people, scarred by war, met again, everything had changed.
Georgiana's photographs became powerful evidence in identifying the terrorist organization, and she shot to fame in the journalism industry. Michael, the former military officer, had been reduced to working as a humble security guard.
"Michael, I've finally found you!"
"Ma'am, you've got the wrong person."
"How could that be? I could never forget those steel-gray eyes of yours."

He’s the last of his kind. The king in a world where no one bows. The predator in a city full of prey. And he says I belong to him.

I thought I could ruin him.
I thought knowing his secret, that the city’s beloved billionaire is actually the ruthless mafia king in the shadows meant I had power over him.

But I was wrong.

Because Leander Vekaris doesn’t just want to silence me.
He wants to break me.
Strip me.
Claim me.

He says my bloodline is the only one that can save his dying race. That I was born to bear his heir, to carry his mark.
That he’s waited too long to let a weak little human like me say no.

And every time he touches me—every cruel word, every brutal kiss, every whispered promise to ruin me if I run—
…I started to believe him.

Because under his cruelty, there’s something else in his eyes.
Something dark and dangerous… but desperate too.
Like maybe he hates needing me as much as I hate needing him.
And maybe…
I’ll let him destroy me anyway.

Even if loving a monster like him might cost me everything.

“You are to marry the king, Rinoa.” Those words from my father changed my life.

Cillian was my world — the reason my sun set and the flowers bloomed. But our twisted fate was cruel and unfair.

On the verge of his death, I asked the Gods to trade places with him, to let me die in his stead.
I’m cursed to meet Cillian in every lifetime. In the last one, if he doesn’t remember me, I’ll turn into foam — fading away, forgotten, gone.

In my final life, he was my boss — arrogant, ruthless, and cold. But this time, I’m no longer the woman he once deserved.
I plan to live my life away from the chains of our forgotten love.
But fate is never kind. He needs me more than ever.

Should I risk it all again just to call him mine?
Should I set myself on fire only to feel his warmth?

Time was never my ally.
And I stand at the edge — torn between loving him again or finally being free.

Can our love endure the viciousness of history and time?
I have to choose… even if it means losing it all, or finally letting him go.

I married a rapist.
After the wedding, I played the perfect wife. I always took off my makeup after he fell asleep, and reapplied it before he woke up.
My husband loved showing off on his livestream, bragging that women should know their place.
One viewer sent a warning in the chat:
[Run, man. Only vengeful spirits do their makeup in the middle of the night—when their resentment is strongest, the makeup lasts longer!]
I covered my face and grinned wickedly.
Oops, forgot concealer. My corpse marks are showing.

After being stood up for the ninety-ninth time while attempting to register for marriage, I sent my fiancé a breakup message. He had allowed me to be let down ninety-nine times, dismissing my asthma as mere pretentiousness and perceiving my sacrifices as acts of greed, all the while lavishing his patience upon another woman. It was only when he had his mistress select a cheap necklace for me and sketched explicit nudes of her that I realized these seven years were not a narrative of profound love, but rather an absurd farce playing out solely in my life. The moment I dispatched the breakup message, I never envisioned that this man, who viewed me as dispensable, would later pursue me with a frenzied obsession.

I was carrying Don Elijah’s child. But on the exact day I went into labor, the man I loved dragged me to an underground freezer—standing at a deadly minus ten degrees Celsius—and locked the heavy metal door.

The reason? The Varro Mafia family’s ironclad rule: the firstborn son inherits the entire empire. His brother’s wife, Elena, was also pregnant, our due dates separated by a single day.

To guarantee his brother’s child secured the throne, Elijah callously snuffed out my hope.

"Elena’s child must be born first," he demanded coldly. "This is what you owe them!"

He ignored the warm rush of my broken water. He ignored my agonizing, tearing contractions. He shoved me into the icy darkness, violently injecting me with a drug specifically designed to halt my labor.

Curled up on the frost-covered concrete, freezing and completely alone, I clutched my stomach in sheer agony. In the suffocating cold, I felt the terrifying stillness. I felt the tiny, fighting heartbeat inside me slowly, torturously fading away.

Hot tears streamed down my face, freezing before they hit the ground.

"My baby..." I whispered into the pitch-black void, my heart shattering into a million pieces. "Mommy is so sorry..."

Elijah sacrificed our child out of blind loyalty to his brother. But when he finally opens that frostbitten door, he won’t merely find a broken woman—he will face the terrifying, irreversible ruin of his own legacy.

TRIGGER WARNING!!!

The second half of this book contains everything rated 18+. If you are not into dark romance, please do not read it in the name of everything holy.

Excerpt

"I own you, Reyana. You are mine... Mine to torture... Mine to claim... Mine to punish... and nothing will ever save you from me. Not even death!" His words were heavy and true. He meant every word he said.


Bound by an oath, the Blood Crescent pack has kept a prophecy hidden for over 300 years.

Alpha Randall, the most ruthless Alpha of his time was a god among men, rich in power, strength, wealth, achievements... No one comes close. He was the envy of all.

Wherever he went, he left a trail of death and darkness, and no one ever prayed to be mated to such a monster, but fate had a different plan for him.

His world began crumbling when he was mated to Reyana, his Beta's girlfriend, whom he hated with passion.

Reyana was doomed when Alpha Randall refused to claim her, neither was he willing to reject her, not only because he had a mistress, Visha, whom he loved so much... He had other reasons.

Torn between two women, the secret of the prophecy was on the verge of crumbling as, unknown to Randall, one of these women was meant to be his downfall, while the other was the key to unlocking the prophecy.

What happens when Randall's biggest nightmare is unlocked and the Dark-eyed monster whom he thought he killed years ago resurfaces, threatening his very existence?

Let's find out in this heart-racing piece filled with suspense, Steamy romance, and betrayal.

Brace yourselves. This will be one of the most twisted, mind-blowing stories you'll ever come across.