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In my last life, Natalie insisted on stepping out of the car to feed a wild grizzly.

I tried to stop her. Daniel shoved me into the bear's path instead — to save her.

The grizzly's teeth tore through my throat. My blood sprayed hot across the snow.

And there was Daniel, my boyfriend of three years, holding Natalie close. Not a scratch on her.

He even raised his phone to film me being ripped apart, then posted it on TikTok with the caption: "She gave her life to protect us." The donations poured in for weeks.

Now my eyes are open again. Natalie's pushing the car door open, sandwich in hand, ready to hand-feed the cubs.

This time, I don't scream. I don't stop her.

I just watch her lean halfway out the door — and lock it behind her.

That reckless yet unforgettable night saw Lena Voss flee overseas—unaware she carried not just his child, but quadruplets. But her quiet life shattered completely when she returned home, and she collided with Killian Thorne. His icy yet burning gaze locked firmly on her. “The kids… mine?” “They take my last name,” Lena shot back, struggling to mask the turmoil in her heart. “Change it. Now,” he purred, his tone laced with danger. “I never planned to let you go after you slipped away that night.” He declared firmly: “The kids are mine. So are you.” “You were just a mistake,” Lena snapped. “A mistake?” He closed in, his voice a velveted threat. “To me? It was fate.” A gifted single mom versus an iron-willed tycoon. The four little ones play Cupid in secret; as secrets unravel and passion ignites—Killian is resolute: No one will take her from him. Never.

Warning ️ This story contains mature scenes.
Don't Read if your not comfortable!!
Strictly 18!!!

Thalia's life is a chaotic turn when her parents' decree, forces her into a gothic mansion, a gilded cage she's now meant to call home.
But this Mansion is far from empty; it's shared with four enigmatic stepbrothers.
Their presence is an undeniable force, filling the opulent halls with a dangerous magnetism.
With their intense golden eyes and an unnerving primal aura, they command attention, hinting at secrets far deeper than mere wealth.
Few days in, global announcement shatters any illusion of normalcy: THE LUNAR SURGE – a rare cosmic event driving "sensitive populations" to violent madness with no known cure.
Thalia's blood runs cold as she realizes her unwelcomed new family are the very monsters the world fears. And she's forced to live among them, harboring a terrifying secret of her own and experiencing the madness.
As the Surge intensifies, Thalia's nights become a disquieting blur. Unexplained sensations and disturbing intimacy leave her questioning the boundaries of her own body, and disconcerting encounters with the brothers push her further into a confusing realm where fear and forbidden attraction dangerously intertwine.
Trapped with men slowly succumbing to a primal madness, Thalia must navigate the growing darkness in their golden eyes.
But what if the greatest danger isn't the beasts they become, but the unsettling desires sparking within her own guarded heart?

【This story contains explicit adult (R18) content and BDSM elements. It is strictly for mature readers.】
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After my family went bankrupt, I was handed over to the mob boss Nathaniel to be his lover. He chained my neck and made me kneel naked by the bed.
"Be a good little canary for me."
Little did I know, my ex-boyfriend was Nathaniel's niece's fiancé, and his nephew had a habit of stealing Nathaniel's favorite women. 
I was forced into affairs with several men until Nathaniel found out. He yanked my hair and thrust into me forcefully. "Tell me, who do you belong to?"
A gunshot rang out, glass shattered, and several men burst into the room. "Nathaniel, you can't keep her all to yourself!"
In this dangerous game of cat and mouse, I became stronger. This time, I would make them kneel at my feet, one by one.
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Nathaniel's fingers were already coated in slickness as they pumped in and out. Victoria writhed in discomfort. "Not enough... need something... bigger..."
A wicked gleam flashed in Nathaniel's eyes as he reached behind his back and pulled out a small handgun, pressing it against her wet entrance, slowly pushing it in.
"Ah! Mr. Cross, it hurts, I'm gonna break..."

Adrian Kane entered and the air crackled with a strange energy. It was no longer gelled to appear straight, his curls giving his serious persona a more approachable look. I'd run my hands through those curls once, I thought and bit the inside of my cheek, hating how the memory assaulted me. His signature steely hazel eyes scanned the room, and for a fleeting moment, they locked onto mine.
"Amelia," Adrian said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. "We've met." A flicker of something crossed his features before settling into a neutral mask.
Leveling him with my most nonchalant stare, I smiled politely, "Yes we have, yesterday in the lobby, Mr. Kane. Can't say it was very pleasant, though."
To my surprise, a hint of a smile played on Adrian's lips. It was a fleeting thing, a ghost of amusement quickly replaced by his usual cool expression. It irritated me. "That's a shame," he drawled, and as if I hadn't just been rude to him, turned back to Mark.
Adrian steepled his fingers, his eyes scanning the room. "One. Who's taking point on this case?"
Mark straightened his tie. "Amelia will be heading this project." He looked at me with a reassuring smile. "You got this, kiddo."
Adrian's lips twitched ever so slightly, a barely-there smile that sent a familiar shiver down my spine. Mark, thankfully, seemed to miss it. "Very well, Mark. I trust you and your team to deliver."
With that, he rose and strode purposefully towards the door, his secretary behind him. As he reached the threshold, he turned back, his gaze resting on me for a moment too long. "Miss Bennett," he said, "I trust you'll do a good job."
One thing was certain: Adrian Kane wasn't going to make being here easy for me.


Amelia thought she'd buried thoughts of Adrian Kane—the high school heartthrob who stole her heart, only to shatter it beyond repair. But fate has other plans when she lands a job at his billion-dollar empire ten years later. Now a guarded CEO, Adrian is nothing like the playful boy she once knew, yet the magnetic pull between them is undeniable—an unspoken connection that neither can ignore. As they work side by side, the flames of their past are reignited. Stolen glances turn into heated encounters, and the forbidden passion they once shared threatens to consume them once again.
But secrets and family drama lurk beneath the surface, threatening to tear them apart once more.
Can Amelia risk falling again and reignite a love lost in the flames of the past, or will she choose revenge? Can Adrian fight for a future with the woman who has always held the key to his heart?

The day our parents remarried, my entire life descended into unrelenting hell.
Jace, my stepbrother, hated me on sight the second he walked through the front door.
Like a relentless ghost that haunted my every waking moment, he stole every girl I ever cared about, one by one.
I hated him for seven long years, convinced he only got off on grinding me into the dirt. Until that drugged night at the hotel...

"Run, mi amor, run, while I watch."
"I feel his eyes everywhere, always watching!"
Ever heard of a hunter becoming the hunted?
That is what happened to Victoria Alexander.
After years of getting betrayed by her husband and best friend, Victoria returns to the city, stronger and more determined to ruin his seemingly happy home.
But things turns out sour for her as her mission for revenge turns into a game in a serial murder case.
While hunting her ex-husband's happiness and an unknown serial killer, Victoria suddenly becomes the hunted.
The thrilling part is that she isn't hunted by just anyone but a powerful shadow, hidden in the dark, watching. Always watching with nothing but a single phrase that leaves chills in her.

When Iris went to prison for her boyfriend, she discovered that he was about to marry Alpha's daughter.
It turned out that he had been using her all along and then abandoned her...
Iris fell into despair, but unexpectedly, she crossed paths with Marcus, Alpha's son and her former patient.
She became her ex's brother-in-law's wedding companion?! The most notorious playboy in the Pack?

During the Yearbook photoshoot, the photographer smiled and gestured for the couples to move closer together.
But Daniel pressed his hand against my shoulder and pushed me straight to the edge of the group, then turned and pulled Harper to his side.
"Harper and I are this year's Valedictorian and Salutatorian. It makes sense for us to stand together—it'll look better for the Yearbook spread."
This wasn't the first time he'd pushed me away.
When I brought him my AP Calculus mistakes, he barely glanced at them before saying my foundation was too weak—don't waste his time.
But when Harper, ranked second in our class, brought him basic algebra questions and played dumb, he didn't notice a thing.
He'd even FaceTime with her until two in the morning, patiently breaking down every single step.
When I wanted to study with him at the library, he'd frown and say I was breaking his focus.
But when Harper dropped just two points on a quiz, he'd skip track practice entirely to take her to the beach and cheer her up.
Right before the photographer pressed the shutter, he couldn't help teasing, "You two are a couple, right? You look like prom king and queen material!"
Daniel looked at Harper, his smile proud and tender. "We're always on the same wavelength."
Harper blushed and ducked her head as the guys from the team whistled and hollered around them.
I stood outside the noise, gripping my phone so hard my knuckles went white. The camera app I'd opened hours ago had already timed out.
The dark screen reflected the dress I'd tried on for hours last night, and the curls I'd ironed over and over again.
God, how stupid of me.
The spot beside him was never meant for me.
And now? I don't want it anymore.

I thought I'd signed up for an immersive dating show.

Turns out it was a 99.9% death rate, globally livestreamed horror game.

And me? Half-blind without my contacts, desperate to go viral, I somehow talk my way through a death game like it's a romance.

I mistook blood for ketchup, human eyeballs for sashimi, a murderous child ghost for a kid who just needed some love.

Worst part? I fell for the guy running the place, the one who could kill you without blinking, and tried to get his number within the hour.

My teammate hissed at me, shaking. "You wanna die, fine, just don't take us with you!"

I just waved him off. It's a dating show. Relax.

At the engagement party, Julian tore up our agreement on the spot, selling me for a single dollar to Callum, a man rumored to be a bloodthirsty, crippled psychopath.

Our mutual friend frowned.

"Are you out of your mind? Sylvia stayed by your side through your hardest three years, and you're really going to send her off to be tortured by a freak like Callum?"

Julian casually swirled the whiskey in his glass.

"It's just a little punishment. Rosie is carrying my child and needs a title, but Sylvia is too damn proud. Not only did she refuse to step down, but she also upset Rosie and affected her pregnancy."

"Callum is a twisted cripple. Give it three hours, and she'll break down completely. By then, she'll obediently accept Rosie's existence and even willingly stay as my hidden mistress."

The friend looked at my retreating back and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid you'll push her too far, that she'd rather stay with that psycho than come back to you?"

Julian let out a light scoff.

"Absolutely impossible. She loves me so much she'd give her life for me. Even if she takes a trip to hell, she'll only beg me to be her savior."

I picked up that one-dollar coin from the floor, without a single tear or tantrum.

Later, Julian broke into Callum's estate like a madman, begging me to go back with him.

But the disabled man from the rumors simply stood up, pulled me securely behind him, and sneered, "My wife. Is she someone you are even fit to touch?"

When Victoria runs into her childhood friend and fellow fox shifter, Edmund, at a society event, she finds herself engaging in a scandalous wager over which of the two will secure an engagement first. Even with a suitable suitor calling on her, she can't help but be drawn back to her friend's side, and they soon find themselves in a compromising situation with only one way out of it. Can they resist the pull they have to one another? - The Fox and the Viscount is book one of the Shifter Season, a paranormal Regency romance series. It has a friends to lovers m/f romance and is Victoria and Edmund's complete story.

Helena is a rich and spoiled girl in her early twenties who thinks nothing of not working, not having ambition, and generally living off of her wealthy father in the headlands outside of San Francisco. Ryan is a scrappy, struggling member of a werewolf pack in the heart of the city who's trying to get away from that life with a few of his packmates. When Helena is kidnapped by a rival gang of shifters, Ryan winds up becoming her accidental savior but doesn't realize what kind of storm has been brewing behind the scenes.

Between the two of them, an entire plot is uncovered and they have to face the reality of what has been happening, who has been setting them up, and just what might hang in the balance.

“You want to get fuck without begging, without feeling guilty,” Dane growled. “Well that's the fucking wrong way to go about it.”

Is that what I was doing? No…can't be.

“Just look at you sucking my fingers deep into your hungry cunt. Such a little liar and a slut,” he mocked, grazing his teeth on my neck hard. I tremble, I didn't care for his mocking tone or his words, I was too far gone to care.

“Fuck! She's dripping,” Jax groans. Rubbing his palm over his mouth, his eyes fixed on where his brother's hand is buried deep inside me.

“Want a taste brother?” Dane asked, slowing down his thrusting fingers even more, his other hand yanked my sweater up in one smooth move and that fast I was completely naked.


An outrageous dare sent Gianna straight into the hands of the gorgeous twins Jax and Dane. After a night of passionate love and debauchery, Gianna finds herself a captive of the two strangers.

What's worse is that her mind says no, but one touch is all it takes and her body melts for them. They are everything her body and soul seems to crave but to accept that it's to become a slave of her own desire, something she swore she'll never be.

When the lines between hate and love begins to blur, will Gianna fight for her freedom or choose to stay? And more importantly what did the twins want with her?”

A romance full of drama, twists, and passion
After a romantic disappointment, Paulina Perez, a shy governess, decides it's time to change and accepts the help of the biggest womanizer she knows, Simon Salvatore, her employer.
Against all of his rules, Simon teaches Paulina the art of seduction. However, between lessons, it becomes difficult not to fall victim to his own tricks.
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She had a problem.
Even though his attitude went against all of his rules, Simon crouched in front of the governess. Amidst the tears, Paulina's surprise was visible as she looked at him.
"What happened?"
"Nathaniel said that I'm too good for him, that he doesn't want to deceive me and won't continue with me," she replied between sobs.
"Translation: He gave you the brush off," he summarized without thinking, regretting it when she gave in to compulsive crying.
*
He was the solution.
"Being too puritanical only drives men away," Simon argued. "I don't condemn your dream of finding Prince Charming, who will give you a 'happily ever after.' But even if he existed, he wouldn't stay with someone who runs away at the slightest touch."
"I don't know how to be or act differently."
"I can teach you. Just ask."
Paulina looked at him astonished, and Simon thought about saying it was a joke. However, before he withdrew the offer, Paulina gathered her courage and asked,
"Simon, teach me to be a different woman, more...sensual."
Teach me
Learning has never been so pleasurable

Native American girl born second in her family so she thought. She comes to find that she is stronger than them all. Her father is out to take her down and her brother is beta in reality and is good with that. The youngest is wondering where he fits in. They all learn the truth as they move forward in their journey. She has to beat her father to the answers before he can stop her destiny. She will become the the hero that everyone wanted and needed. She will learn secrets that were kept from her and bring her people together in more ways then she thought possible. Come and follow her on the journey of a life time.

Damien is the demon lord. The most feared creature in Ava land and no one dares cross him.

That's why meeting Alexa angered him to his core.

Alexa is an angel who was everything he despised. Bold, strong and beautiful.

An unexpected encounter makes this two opposites heart flutter each time they meet and make them both in need of a dire savior to set them free from the bondage of love which held them bound.


When they got outside, Alexa couldn't contain her anger anymore"Are you insane?!Why would you give Faren your ring?!"

"I had to protect you, Alexa! Did you hear what he said back there? He's just trying to use you to get to me"Damien held her hands shakingly"Please, don't marry him"

"So what? What if he's using me? Why would you give your 'Ring of authority' to him?! Don't you know how important this is?!"Alexa shouted raising up the ring.

"And I don't care. I would give up a whole lot more for you!"

Alexa looked away from Damien as tears formed in her eyes.

When she looked back at him, Damien was alarmed to see her in tears.

"W-Why are you crying?"Damien asked shakingly as he brushed her cheeks "Sh*t, I've done it again. I always find a way to make you cry, I'm sorry"

"Why do you keep making this difficult for me, Damien?"Alexa asked in tears"You wanted me to say the word? I love you too. I want to be with you so badly too"

Damien's eyes widened in shock. He didn't even realize that he was crying too.

Nicolai Petrovich never wanted to be a hero—he has too much blood on his hands and too many ghosts in his past. The only thing that ever kept him human was his sister. And when Selene dies in a night of gunfire and chaos, something breaks inside him that will never heal again.
But hell has a sense of irony: on the day he buries his sister, Nicolai is forced into a marriage with Alessandro De Luca—the heir of the most ruthless mafia family in the city. The Phantom. The man everyone fears.
What was meant to be a political alliance quickly turns into a battle for dominance and sanity. Alessandro claims Nicolai as if he has every right to—through orders, through touch, through a kiss that feels less like affection and more like a brand burned into skin. And Nicolai hates it… almost as much as he hates that his body doesn’t always agree with him.
Caught between loyalty, guilt, and a man who sees right through him, Nicolai starts to fall. Deeper, darker, more dangerously than he ever should.
Because Alessandro is no legend, no myth—he’s far worse: a man who always gets what he wants.
And he wants Nicolai.
What follows is a war of desire, power, and broken promises. A marriage that isn’t one. A prison without bars. And a man fighting not to lose himself to someone who might bring him back to life… or destroy him completely.
Forced Marriage with the Devil — a story about obsession, pain, unwanted intimacy, and the slow, brutal fight for freedom… or personal ruin.

"Four hundred thousand. Is that enough for your services?" Ariana tossed the card at the man, mistaking the Capital's most powerful billionaire, Lucas Firestone, for a club host. Betrayed by her fiancé and ousted by her sister, Ariana sought a night of oblivion. She thought he was just a paid distraction, but Lucas had other plans. When she tries to disappear, he corners her against the wall, his dark eyes burning with possessive heat. "You bought my body, Ariana. But the price for leaving? That’s going to cost you a lifetime."

Delilah Ramones was thrilled to be named Luna of her pack, a moment she had eagerly awaited to stand beside Alpha; Jeremy Davenport.
But her joy was shattered when she was kidnapped and nearly killed by her stepbrother, Benson, who wanted his sister, Tracy, to become Luna instead.
Fortunately, Delilah was able to escape and was rescued by Elijah William. To her surprise, Elijah was not just any rescuer; he was King Alpha.
Elijah wouldn't let Delilah get away.
He offered her two choices: become his and have everything she could ever want, or refuse him and face death.

Dark Romance · Forbidden Love · Reverse Harem · Good Girl Gone Bad · Hockey Captain · Professor · Step-Siblings
"Spread your legs a little wider."
He knelt in front of the fitting room mirrors, his tongue working her until she trembled, all three mirrors reflecting the same image at once — her pussy spread open, her clit wet and gleaming.
"Clench." His other hand pinched her nipple and pulled it outward. "Someone's knocking outside. You'd better not make a sound."

Warning: This book will have you dripping from page one.
No slow-burn setup. No lukewarm back-and-forth. Just her getting her pussy slapped raw against a bathroom sink, the professor fingering her in his office until her legs give out, the hockey captain grinding her to orgasm through his practice pants, her ex-stepbrother forcing her hand onto his cock after she refuses his proposal, and an older man pressing down on her lower abdomen while he comes inside her so deep she's still leaking the next morning.
She used to be the perfect Kincaid daughter. Now she's drowning in debt. To stay alive, she'll kneel and take cock all the way down her throat until she gags. To survive, she's learned to negotiate with her body — to trade orgasms for control.
The hockey captain pins her to the bed and grinds against her pussy through her panties until she's sobbing. The professor sits her in his office and makes her read her thesis out loud while his fingers fuck her until she squirts. The mechanic corners her in a bathroom stall, describing her cunt in the filthiest terms while he slaps her clit until it's swollen and raw. Her ex-stepbrother folds her legs up to her chest, wraps his hand around her throat, and comes as deep inside her as he can.
Cum striping her collarbones after he fucks her tits, and he bends down to lick every drop clean. Pinned face-first against a mirror, her nipples pressed flat against the cold glass, each thrust slamming through her until they go numb. Held in his arms in the bathroom like a child while he makes her piss, the stream running down her thighs mixed with his cum.
On the surface, she's getting fucked senseless in every available location. In reality, every time she drips and begs and falls apart, she's dragging them straight into the trap she built for them.
She is not a toy being passed between men.
She is the woman who gets fucked until she can't stand — and still trains every single one of them into a dog that orbits only her.
This is not a sweet redemption story.
This is the story of a woman torn apart by debt, desire, and men — and how she claws for control every single time after she's been filled, fucked open, and bred.
If you want to watch her forced to drip and still spitting filth through gritted teeth, if you want to see the men who should have protected her pinning her down and fucking her mindless in every room, if you want cum running down her thighs and cock shoved so deep in her throat she's gagging —
Then open it.
Her men are already hard.
And you — do you want to spread your legs a little wider?

Married to Damien Blackwood for two years, Vera Sinclair has become the most notorious trophy wife in the city. As the legitimate Mrs. Blackwood, she can only watch helplessly as her family's business crumbles, her father faces criminal charges, and no one dares to offer assistance.

Damien looked at her with cold indifference: "Vera, if I don't say a word, do you think there is anyone in this town who would dare to help you?"

Everyone watches her crash into walls everywhere she turns, bloodied and broken, her eyes growing colder with each rejection. When her heart began to freeze after experiencing all of this, fate gave her a way out of the darkness.

At their first meeting, she lights a cigarette for him with steady hands. At their parties, he asks with a knowing smile, "Tell me, Miss Sinclair, how much are you planning to spend on me?"

Caspian Vale—a distinguished heir, cold and noble, who has never made a single mistake. Everyone in the city speaks his name with admiration and respect.

That morning, when Vera leaves Caspian's hotel and gets photographed by the paparazzi, the entire city erupts in scandal. The city's untouchable golden boy has actually taken his rival's wife!

Everyone says Vera is skilled at seducing powerful men, but Caspian's response silences them all with just four words— "I made the first move."

Under the city lights, in the embrace of falling snow, from the very beginning, it was he who took the initiative.

For a whole year, my husband's childhood friend treated my high-end boutique like her personal closet.

Bags that ran a few thousand dollars, couture gowns worth tens of thousands. She took whatever she wanted and walked out, never once saying the word "money."

The store bled cash month after month. When I finally hit my limit and told her to pay up, she slapped me across the face in front of a room full of customers.

"You should be flattered I even shop here. And you've got the nerve to ask me for money?"

Garrett came rushing in with his coffee, and the first thing out of his mouth wasn't whether I was okay. He pulled her behind him and told me to apologize, then said if I didn't, he'd divorce me.

I didn't cry, didn't make a scene. I picked the bill up off the floor, turned around, walked out, and made one phone call.

Three days later, Bianca comes back with five of her socialite friends, bragging that they're going to clean out every expensive piece in the place.

I hold my coffee and smile, tell them to take their time.

What she doesn't know is that three days ago, this store already changed hands.

Sofia is an eighteen-year-old who has been bullied and tortured her whole life. When she realized that her only hope of going through school was to attend a school only for boys, she took a bold step and cut her hair to look like a boy and got into Blairwood Academy.

She has to try her best to make sure nobody finds out her real identity, or she would be kicked out. But it's difficult to hide it, especially from her roommate, Scott Blackwood, an icy nineteen-year-old who she always managed to get on his bad side.

Emma, abused by her Alpha father, then sold to another pack. Finds herself rescued by a kind and gentle Alpha and Luna who take her as their own. But their is something different about Emma and her wolf.
TRIGGER: child abuse is mentioned in the first part of the book. what was done, not it being done. this is important to understand Emma and Dawn her wolf.

I thought I was broken. I never knew I was blooming.


My name is Lily, and I've been invisible my whole life.

Growing up in Silver Ridge pack meant surviving my father's drunken rages and protecting my little brother Silver from the monster our dad became after becoming addicted to Shadow Brew—a deadly alcohol made from blood bat flowers. When Mom couldn't take it anymore and chose pills over pain, I became Silver's only shield against a world that had forgotten how to be kind.

At fifteen, my wolf awakened early during a violent storm as I fled my father's latest beating. I found shelter in an abandoned Moon Temple, where I've returned for three years whenever the world became too much to bear. When Old Martha took us in after we had nowhere else to go, she helped me get a job at Green Thumb florist so I could finally contribute something to our small family.

Then came the delivery that changed everything.

When I brought blood bat flowers to Dark Moon Tavern, my wolf went wild with recognition. The performer behind the bar—the man they called Shadow King—was Blake Stone, Alpha of Silver Ridge. The same man whose poisonous creation had destroyed my family.

He was also my fated mate.

The moment our eyes met, I felt the sacred bond snap into place. But Blake already had a chosen mate—the beautiful, vicious Katelyn. When he realized what I was to him, he didn't claim me. Instead, he poured his signature drink over my head and let his mate slap me in front of his entire pack.

"As if I would ever betray you for someone like her," he told Katelyn, his rejection searing through my soul like silver.

Now my wolf is broken, dying from the mate bond Blake severed with his cruelty. I can't shift. I can barely breathe. In desperation, I returned to that abandoned temple to pray for healing.

That's when the Moon Goddess answered.

Glowing soul flowers bloomed from the temple stones—flowers that could heal impossible wounds and grant unimaginable power. Because sometimes the person who breaks you isn't your ending.

Sometimes they're just clearing the path to your true beginning.

Quiet, hardworking Lily Carter is too busy with school and her café job to think about love—until she crosses paths with Ethan Blake, the school’s feared bad boy.
Beneath Ethan’s rebellious exterior lies a painful past and fear of trust. Drawn to Lily (the only girl who doesn’t chase him), they form a fragile bond as he lets her see his vulnerable side.
But Ethan’s past and outside pressure lead to a devastating betrayal, breaking Lily’s heart. She walks away to rebuild her life, while Ethan, consumed with regret, must prove he’s changed to win her back....

M/M ||R18+ ||SENSUAL ||OBSESSION
“So, did it excite you?” I murmur, letting my voice drop. “Are you picturing it?” I sweep my gaze across the classroom, letting the silence of the empty desks stretch. “I bet the acoustics here would do wonders for your moans.”
His hand shoots out, pressing to my chest. “Michael.... that's enough,” he warns.
I grin, leaning just slightly into his hand, letting the warmth of his push press against me. “Fine, my moans then.”
And then he does something that surprises me, pushes me back against the wall. His hand is firm against my chest, and I can feel the tension coiling through both of us. His eyes are challenging, hesitant....but there’s no fear, not really. Desire is blazing there.
“Don’t push it,” he breathes.
“I don’t push,” I counter. “I accelerate interest until it becomes impossible to ignore.”
I can see the heat in his eyes, the flush creeping up his neck, the way his fingers tremble just slightly against me. My own pulse is hammering with the thrill of watching him wrestle with it, watching him fight and fail to keep that control he thinks he has.


Ryan Ashbrook teaches literature like a man who knows he’s running out of time. Terminally ill and painfully poetic, he’s made peace with dying.....just not with doing it alone.
Michael Foster, a burned-out editor drifting through life, hasn’t felt moved by anything in years.... until he meets the captivating teacher who feels every moment too deeply.
Their lives collide in a brief, breathtaking love that was never meant to last, one that might save them both, even as it breaks them.

She was betrayed by those she trusted most. Now she's back for revenge.

Nevada thought she'd found her fated mate, only to discover it was all part of her sister Bernadette's cruel scheme. Rejected, humiliated, and cast out while pregnant, Nevada disappeared.

Five years later, she returns to New York as CEO of the Lewiston empire, ready to destroy those who betrayed her. But when Grey discovers their five-year-old daughter, everything changes.

“Do you, April Lilian Farrah, take Nathan Edward Ashford to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”
I gaze up at his gorgeous green eyes, and my answer is immediate: “I do.”
“And do you, Nathan Edward Ashford take April Lillian Farrah to be your lawfully wedded wife, for better or worse, in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”
Nathan squeezes my hand and leans forward. His lips brush the shell of my ear, causing a shiver to run down my spine.
“You really are audacious, April,” he whispers. “Audacious and delusional.” Then he pulls back and gives me the widest, most sinister grin I’ve ever seen, before announcing to the entire church: “I. Would. Rather. Eat. Shit.”


April’s life is already complicated enough—balancing her little sister’s overwhelming medical bills and a stressful college career after losing both parents. The last thing she needs is Nathan Ashford: her first love, who shattered her heart and humiliated her in high school, back in her life.
She discovers that Nathan is one of three heirs to the city's most powerful family, launching a contest to find a bride. April wants absolutely nothing to do with it—until her meddling roommate submits an application for her.
Suddenly thrown into Nathan’s lavish world, she must navigate social graces, fierce competition, and unsettling secrets. But the hardest challenge? Facing Nathan again and the unresolved feelings he awakens in her.
Will April emerge with her heart intact—or will Nathan destroy her once again?

"I demand complete silence!" He threw me into the field, where I landed with a dull thud, and Alpha Romeo growled out at once, which caused everyone to go very silent.
Indignantly, he proclaimed, "Today, I shall teach this filthy, accursed Omega a lesson." Omega was the antagonist in this story.
"You shall feel regret." It was my own father who was the first one to move when he suddenly snapped his fingers. Some of the other members of the pack followed suit. They were holding him in their arms, and he did not put up any resistance to it. They brought him before the Alpha, where he flashed a grin in his direction. My grandfather did not make much movement; he was simply staring at him in shock the entire time. The way Romeo was staring at me and then at him helped me figure out what he was planning to do.
"NO!" I said as loud as I could, "I am the one who dared to defy you! Please don't involve my dad in this!" This was met with derision from the Alpha, who then contacted my father.
When he raised my father off the ground, he gradually turned his hands into claws. Then, in a single savage stroke, Alpha Romeo thrust his clawed hand into my father's chest, piercing and impaling him. I was able to see his heart, which had been ripped open and destroyed by the clawed paw of the Alpha, which had punched a hole through him.
My name is Sabrina White, and this miserable existence is brought to you by me.

"I'll pay off Derek's debt and guarantee his protection from the Rogue King. In exchange, you sign a contract agreeing to be mine."
"Yours?" I step back, my ass hitting the edge of his desk. "What does that even mean?"
"It means you move into my estate. You act as my mate in public. You fulfill all the duties of a Luna. And in private... you belong to me completely."
"You can't just... I'm going to be your stepsister in three months!"
"Which makes it even more interesting, doesn't it?"
I loved Derek Savage for six years, believing he'd be my mate someday. When one reckless debt threatens his life, it leaves me no choice but to beg his older brother, Reign, for help. Reign's deal is simple: he'll pay Derek's debt. In exchange, I become his. For six months, I belong to the one man I should never want, my future stepbrother, my Alpha, my forbidden craving. And the worst part? Every time he touches me, I stop caring about right and wrong.

His mouth was on mine before I could breathe, his body pressing me into the glass window of his office. The city pulsed beneath us, but all I could feel was the brutal rhythm of his hips. My weak heart should have given out. The doctors said stress could kill me, that even climbing stairs was dangerous.

But with him? With Knight? I didn’t break.
I came alive.

“One night was supposed to be enough. I wore a mask, stepped into a stranger’s room to give a massage and earn the money to save my grandmother’s life. But his touch burned away every boundary, and suddenly I wasn’t just working—I was trembling and begging to be fucked by him.

I ran. Then swore I’d never see him again.

But as I walked into my new job, I found him sitting behind the CEO’s desk.
“Knight Magnus”
My boss. My secret one-night stand. My mate.

Now every glance across the boardroom carries the memory of his mouth on my skin. Every late-night meeting ends with me bent over his desk, papers digging into my palms as he fucks me like he owns me. He’s ruthless, dangerous, the Alpha heir of a family drenched in blood and betrayal. I should hate him. I should run.

But I can’t.

Because my fragile body that fails me everywhere else never fails me with him. With every thrust, every kiss, every whispered “mine,” I get stronger. He’s the only thing keeping me whole—my oxygen, my ruin, my survival.

I went to him out of desperation.
Now I can’t live without him.

"There was no way to deny it, no way to hide it. The kid was mine."
Staring at the fourteen year old boy standing before him, Alpha Orion Blackthorne's heart stopped.
The striking resemblance was undeniable—it was like looking into a mirror of his own self from twenty years ago.
Fifteen years ago, Elara Quinn fled Pinecrest Valley with a shattered heart and a secret that would change their lives forever. She swore she would never return to the place that caused her so much pain, nor to Orion, the man who broke her.
But when their teenage son, Kael, begins to manifest terrifying and uncontrollable wolf powers, fear drives her to make a desperate choice.
To protect her child, she must face her past and return to the Alpha she once ran away from.
As the embers of their old passion reignite and they try to navigate the painful betrayal of their past, a devastating nightmare strikes. Kael is suddenly snatched away, leaving a trail of dark red blood behind.
Who has taken the Alpha's hidden heir? Is it a warning from their ruthless enemies, or does the boy's awakening power hold a far more sinister secret? Caught in a brutal race against time, Elara and Orion must learn to trust each other again. Will they find their son before it is too late, or will the dark shadows of Pinecrest Valley consume their second chance at love forever?

Five hundred years ago, he was a king. A dragon. A man feared by kingdoms… and loved by the one person who destroyed him.
She was his queen. His betrayal. His end.
Now he’s awake and she doesn’t remember him.
Imelda thought she was escaping her broken life when she left America for a trip to Italy. Instead, she walks into a forest, follows a voice she cannot explain… and frees a chained man who should have stayed forgotten.
A man who calls her Amber. A man who swears she stabbed him through the heart. But the world is not what she thinks it is.
He has a kingdom buried beneath modern cities. A loyal commander who has waited centuries, a past that refuses to stay dead, a power that bends reality itself.
As memories begin to surface and truths start to fracture, Imelda realizes something. She didn’t just wake him up, She triggered a war between love, memory… and fate.

“To think that you this filthy whore is my mate, the goddess must be joking." Alpha Vincent said with a voice dripping with venom and my heart skipped a beat when I saw his handsome face but his cruel words sliced through my skin like a dagger.

My lips quivered when I parted them to speak, “I am not a whore." It came out like a whisper and I fucking hate it.

”Oh," Alpha Vincent said with sarcasm as he took long strides toward me. I had to remind myself that he was taller than me.

“Are you going to tell me it was all a misunderstanding and someone set you up?" Alpha Vincent asked with sarcasm and I smelled alcohol.

“How... did you know that?" I stuttered as I gripped the side of my dress.

“He is drunk!" I realized and held my dress tightly to my side.

I thought he didn't know about what happened, but how could I think that the Alpha wouldn't be aware of what happened?

“The walls have ears, princess." He said, more of sarcasm and I wish the ground would swallow me up right now.

“But to think you let a man touch you, I can as well treat you as my whore," he added and this time, he was closer to me and I could taste his breath on my lips.

Quinn spent eighteen years being told she was cursed, unwanted, and unworthy of a mate bond at all. She survived by believing that when her mates finally found her, everything would change.

She was right. Just not the way she hoped.

On her eighteenth birthday, the bond did not point to one man. It pointed to three, the most feared generals in the werewolf world, bound together by a prophecy no one has seen fulfilled in three hundred years. They were supposed to be her salvation.

Instead, a lie reached them first. Convinced their fated mate was a woman who sold herself for money, they claimed her anyway, not out of love, but out of the need to control what they believed she was. Punishing hands. Cruel smiles. A cage dressed up as devotion.

Quinn survived worse than three angry mates. What she did not expect was the truth waiting underneath their cruelty, a bloodline stolen from her at birth, a murder buried for eighteen years, and a woman pulling every string from the shadows who needs Quinn broken before she ever learns what she really is.

They swore to ruin her. They have no idea what they actually woke up.

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner refuses to meet with you."

Two months later.

"Sorry, Mr. Robert the prisoner still refuses to meet with you."

Six months later

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner is firm and still refuses to meet with you."

One year later.

"Mr. Robert, sorry, we asked, and she refuses to meet with you, persistently."

Two years later.

"Mr. Robert, she doesn't want to see you."

The female guard in uniform politely spoke to the man in front of her.

Upon hearing this, the man paused and then said to the female guard.

"You tell her for me that I will marry her when she comes out."

Anna doesn't believe that a man who has been in love for ten years will betray her.

In the adjournment room, Anna sat sluggishly on the chair. Two days in court left her exhausted.

"Robert, do you really want to push me to hell?"

"Your father pushed my mother into the sea, and I'll make his daughter's life worse than death. It s fair, right?"

Anna eyes were flled with tears, but she stubbornly raised her head and held it back.

When she looked at Robert again, she took on a pleading look and said,

"For the sake of the past ten years we have been together, would you drop your case?"

Robert stood up, looking at her from a high position, coldly snorted.

"Heh, I have been waiting this day for ten years. How could | drop it?"

Looking at her miserable appearance, Robert heart seemed to have cracked a ittle. He frowned, suppressing that feeling, and cruelly said:

"But you still have some time left. Next week is my engagement party with Lily. This is the invitation, and you are welcome to attend."

He dumped the invitation on Scarlet's body with contempt, and walked away without looking back.

Anna looked at the white invitation letter, as if the last ounce of her strength had been taken away. She fell into a chair, and could not even breathe.

When she and Robert were together, he never said he wanted to marry her.

Now he was getting married, and she was going to jail.

Anna hung her head, covered her face with both hands, and let the tears fall all over her cheeks.

When the trial started again, Anna stood quietly at the defendant's table and listened to the judge's statement.

" Defendant!"

Anna came back to her senses, and instead of looking at the judge, she looked at Robert.

Suddenly, she smiled, quiet and well- behaved, just like the first time when they met and she called him "honey' '.

Robert.' heart trembled by her gaze as if something was flowing away.

"Robert., my father is dead, and he had it coming, and I also have to go to jail."

"From now on, we are even! The past ten years, I will pretend I never met you....

Tears broke out from Anna eyes; she turned her head to the judge and said,

"I plead guilty!"

The floodwaters rushed into the basement, trapping my sister Isabella and me in the surging currents.

My brother, a former Navy SEAL, smashed through the window. Without a second of hesitation, he secured the rescue rope around Isabella.

"You're a good swimmer, figure your own way up! Isabella can't take the cold, I have to get her out first!"

He abandoned me and turned to hoist the rope, accidentally kicking away the only wooden crate keeping me afloat.

Once Isabella was pulled up, she reached down and slid the outer latch, deadlocking the only vent grate.

The floodwaters instantly swallowed me whole. Mud and debris violently surged into my mouth and nose. I was drowned alive.

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

Francesca Diana, an innocent soul, is left heartbroken as her beloved Lorenzo vanishes overnight after their passionate first night together.

Lorenzo Fernando, deeply in love with Francesca, finds himself trapped when his father abruptly whisks him away to the USA for studies, leaving no chance for a farewell to his true love. With an unbreakable promise to return, he vanished from her life.

A decade later, Francesca has risen to fame and fortune, her past leaving indelible marks that have transformed her into a formidable woman. She extends an intriguing invitation to the man who once shattered her heart, setting the stage for a revenge-fueled reunion. She's prepared herself for this moment, her identity shrouded by a mask and eyes of a different hue.

By day, she's a respected and enigmatic sommelier; by night, a mesmerizing dancer who ensnares men's hearts.

Will she stay resolute in her quest for revenge? How will he react upon discovering his beloved is alive, nursing unfounded resentment?

Caught in the web of their complex emotions is Lorenzo's relentless father, fixated on the captivating Francesca.

Is there a chance for them to rekindle their love, or will fate once again keep them apart?

"W-Wait… what if he walks in and sees us?" I gasped as Alexander's hands slid up my thighs, his body pressing me harder against the door.
"Let him," He let out a low, wicked chuckle, his lips grazing my neck. "Then he'll finally see exactly how badly his wife needs to be fucked."
Desperate to forget her crumbling marriage, Chloe makes one impulsive mistake—mistaking a billionaire for a stripper. What should have been a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more dangerous when she learns the truth. Because the man in her bed isn't just powerful, he's one of the most influential men in the country. And he's decided he's not letting her go.
Now, Chloe is caught between a husband who never loved her and a man who refuses to walk away. Will Alexander King be her dirty little secret, or will she surrender to temptation and let him own her in every sinful way?

"MATE!!"
I caught the scent of my mate.
I thought the Moon Goddess had finally answered my prayers. I followed it through the crowd, ready to claim my mate, the woman with curves in all the right places.
Instead, I found Blake, a man with no curves at all.
I am Alpha Nate, the most powerful wolf in the region, and I have built my entire reputation on hating everything Blake represents. The Moon Goddess did not bless me. She punished me.
I tried to reject him on the spot, but Blake refused.
He made me a deal: three months to make me fall in love with him. If he failed, I could reject him and never see him again. I immediately accepted because I knew it was impossible.
I love women, their soft curves, their warmth, everything about them. There is no way a man could ever make me feel the same.
Three months.
That's all Blake has to prove the Moon Goddess didn't make a mistake.
But as the days pass, the line between certainty and doubt begins to blur, and the mate bond refuses to loosen its grip.
With my father—the man who created the law banning same-sex mates and an entire pack waiting for me to reject Blake, every choice I make threatens everything I've ever stood for.
Will I prove that fate was wrong… or discover that the one thing I've spent my life fighting is the one thing I can never escape?

After the death of her parents, Amelia was broken and trapped. Her loving uncle took her in to take care of her, but her cousins weren’t ready to accept her as family. She dreams of escaping this miserable life and having someone to love her one day, but it seems too impossible.
All this changed when her uncle threw her a surprise party, and she mistakenly stole a kiss from an important, striking but arrogant billionaire CEO. She becomes indebted to this pompous man and she has to pay.
James Parker is a famous billionaire CEO, who is every woman’s dream.
Considering his status and wealth, he wouldn’t let Amelia go scot-free, not after her miserable lips touched his expensive lips. He keeps her close and torments her in different ways for her crime.
What would Amelia do when she has to walk down the aisle to this billionaire just to pay for the mistake she made?
A Naïve Bride for the Sophisticated CEO is created by Authoress Ti Fe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The beeping sound of the EKG flatlined, and the doctor whispered the words that killed my soul: ‘Your pup didn't make it.’

My baby was dead. Pushed down a flight of stairs by the Luna Queen, and the man who fathered my child didn't even care. Alpha Fredrick, the man I thought I could love, just wrapped his arms around my empty stomach and whispered, “My sweet breeder, hurry up with that baby thing. I really miss our nights together.” He didn't ask if I was okay. He just wanted my body.

What hurt the most wasn't just losing my pup, it was that I was too weak to protect him. I was just a worthless Omega, a secret breeder hidden in the shadows. But not anymore. I refused to be a pin cushion for his Luna's jealousy.

At midnight, I staggered down the grass-covered path, my bare feet sinking into the dirt. The heavy stench of gasoline filled my nostrils as I poured it all over the beautiful city palace that was my nightmare. I lit my cigar, took a puff, and dropped it on the grass.

Like a flood, the fire raged towards the palace. Alarms buzzed, wolves screamed. I shut my eyes, ready to burn with them, whispering to the moon, “My baby, I'm going to reunite with you soon.”

But I didn't die. The flames enveloped me, tearing my skin apart, until a sudden rush of wind swept me off my feet. A mysterious man draped in white materialized from the ashes, his voice echoing in my head: ‘Hold on. I will get my body soon, and I will come for you.’ When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn't in hell. I was in the Lycan Kingdom, and my burned body was flawlessly healed. But my vengeance? It was just beginning.

"You're soaking through your panties for me already, aren't you?" he growled low against my neck, his fingers tracing lazy patterns up my inner thigh. "Open your legs for me, Wife, let me see how desperate that pussy is." I arched into him, spreading my thighs wide as his hand inched closer, my breath hitching while heat pooled low in my belly...

Alora Smith is barely holding her life together...juggling two jobs, keeping up with the street life and dreaming of something better. When a tempting opportunity finally lands in her lap, she jumps at it without hesitation.

But what seemed like a chance at a fresh start is a nightmare in disguise. She wakes up in a wedding dress, a gun pressed to her temple, and someone demanding she say vows she never agreed to.

Confused, terrified, and trapped, Alora has no idea who she’s marrying… or why. Every second is a risk, every choice could be her last. And when the truth finally comes for her, she’ll have to decide: Will she survive ? At what cost?