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“Open your legs… open it wide!” He whispered seductively into my burning ears, at the same time using his other hand to hold me tightly to the bed.

“Never … you beast… let me gooooo please Craig… please…” I switched from snarling at him to begging at once, he parted my frail naked leg and without warning plunged deep into me,I hated myself for being so weak.

His thrust into my inner thigh was fast and merciless, “you belong to me Kim… get that into your skull!” He kept repeating to me, I couldn't say anything other than cry and wail, I was shattered and broken.

Always thought I would have my first intimate moment with the person I love but here I am, under the sexy, handsome and most influential wealthy businessman in the whole of France, but I didn’t want it like this, he’s as well a cruel and cold man

“You are my legal wife, now Kim! You can’t escape from me, If you won’t agree to come to me willingly then I will take you forcefully … i’m the fucking CRAIG LIONEL! He barked into my ear, even as he kept thrusting into me.

My elder brother sold me to him and forced me to stay with him due to my little sister health condition, but still he broke his promise of taking her to hospital and abandoned our little sister to die, took the very large money and ran away, leaving me in the mercy of the formidable Craig Lionel, my new master and owner.

How will Craig and Kimberly's love story end? Is there a happy ending for them? What about the secret, lies and various enemies who would do anything to keep them apart?

Clara thought she knew the man she loved until she goes into a warehouse and finds out his true identity as mafia. Her first step toward freedom was supposed to be fleeing from her ex who is a criminal, rather, it pushes her into another nightmare.

In a bid to avoid her ex and an anonymous stalker who won’t stop giving her sleepless nights since the past month,, she moves into a highly secured apartment with a questionable price without thinking twice.

There, she meets Julian, her neighbor who lives across the hallway and is everything her ex-boyfriend isn’t- charming, polite and protective.

Clara begins to think luck has finally arrived when her perfect neighbor volunteers to help her settle in and become her model for her photography project.

Coincidentally, the terrifying messages she gets suddenly stops.

What will be her fate when she discovers her secured apartment is a trap? Will she discover what she ought to before it becomes too late? And when her mafia ex tracks her down finally, who will save her from his wrath?

"Evelyn Monroe," he declared, the words slicing through the silence.
"I, Alpha Damien Blackwood, reject you as my mate and my Luna."
Evelyn clenched her fists, forcing herself to stay upright even as her soul bled.
"Why?" she whispered.
Damien's golden eyes glinted coldly. "You are weak."
When Evelyn Monroe discovered her fated mate was none other than Alpha Damien Blackwood—the most powerful and ruthless leader in the region—she thought destiny had finally blessed her. She dreamed of standing proudly at his side as his Luna.
But under the watchful eyes of the entire pack, Damien shattered her world with the cruel words: "I reject you as my mate."
Heartbroken and betrayed, Evelyn walks away from the only home she has ever known. She vows to never be weak again. Yet as she rises from the ashes, unlocking powers she never believed she possessed, fate begins to twist once more.
Now Damien realizes the truth too late—his rejected mate is not only stronger than he ever imagined, but also the key to saving his pack from the darkness closing in.
But Evelyn is no longer the girl who once loved him blindly.
Will she forgive the Alpha who broke her or will she watch him suffer the consequences of his greatest regret?

Michael Morris has found the perfect girl in Allison Kennemore--she is sweet, funny, beautiful, and everyone thinks they're so cute together. But Michael is lying to himself. His problem is compounded when he meets Allison's charming, handsome, and openly gay sibling Jacob.

When Allison discovers that Michael is more interested in Jacob than he is in her, she is devastated. To get back at him, she pretends to be ignorant of his secret and ramps up her seduction to make him squirm. Michael spent most of his teens denying his true self and has learned to hide it well. When Jacob proves to be too much of a temptation, Allison tells him she wants to take their relationship to the next level.

Unfortunately, being Allison's perfect boyfriend is the only way Michael can get closer to the one he really wants. If he tells Alison the truth, he might lose his only link to Jacob. When Jacob starts to notice him as Allison pushes for more, Michael will have to decide if he is ready to embrace his true self or lose his opportunity to make a true connection with someone who wants him as himself.

She was promised to a monster. He was hired to protect her. But fate had far more dangerous plans.

Hazel Voss, the obedient daughter of a ruthless billionaire, has spent her life silenced, groomed, and caged. When her father arranges her marriage to a powerful, predatory ally twice her age, Hazel sees her dreams slip away—until a forbidden fire ignites in the eyes of her bodyguard.

Tristan Wolfe is a man with scars—on his face, in his past, and deep in his soul. Hired to protect the heiress, he never expected to marry her. But when a dangerous secret forces his hand, Tristan becomes Hazel’s only shield in a world that wants to use her.

Now bound by a marriage neither planned and hunted by enemies they can’t yet name, Hazel and Tristan must fight temptation, lies, and the ghosts of their pasts. Because falling in love may be the most dangerous thing of all.

Princess Aanya catches the eye of Dev Marchetti when he saves her from falling at a palace gala. But he's not just a mysterious server, he's the PhD student about to expose her family's darkest secrets.
When their worlds collide at an explosive public forum, an impossible alliance forms. Will she betray her family and follow her heart, or marry the groom they've chosen for her?

To fight for my father, or to protect my fated mate, I have to choose...

Living up to my ambitious father's expectations is hard, especially when he loses my sister.
Attacking an innocent unicorn-wolf hybrid for him overwhelms me with guilt and I’m in a stark dilemma when she's revealed to be my fated mate.

To control my inner wolf, I force her to accept me but she rejects and would rather die than be marked.
But having witnessed my father's viciousness and her bravery finally changes my mind.

I'm determined to protect her but she's devastated by her mother's death and blames it on me.
Just when we break the ice, my father and his evil followers are obsessed with killing all that's in their way, including her.

The way ahead is treacherous. Can we finally usher in the dawn of justice?

Thea Morris is 23 years old and she works as an interior designer for a well-known company in Paris. She always rejected all the guys that asked her to go out on a date. She doesn't date nor has a boyfriend because she always makes herself busy with her work, work, and work.

Joseph Sanchez is 26 years old. He's the owner of Sanchez Corporation also name J.S Corporation. He is well known because of his good-looking face and also he's one of the richest bachelors in New York. He loves to play and break women's hearts. For him, all women are the same who like to easily give their body like a whore.

When Joseph going to open a new hotel at Paris, of course he needs a interior designer to make a design for his hotel. That's when Thea is chosen and the one who's gonna in charge of that job. At first, they just act as a professional boss and employee. But then, days by days the attraction between both of them have become stronger.

But the problem is Thea didn't want to have any relationship with Joseph because she's afraid that he might leave and break her heart just like he did to other women.

Read to find out more....

Mira has spent half of her high school years being invisible. After her father's arrest destroyed their family name and her body changed, she became the girl everyone either ignored or targeted. Then she took a babysitting job to help pay her mother's bills and walked straight into the home of Nathaniel Martinez. The golden boy and the boyfriend of the most popular girl in school.
What begins as cold indifference slowly becomes something neither of them has a word for.


I thought I was invited to a party, but I was actually walking into my own execution.
The music stopped the second Kem snatched my unlocked phone. She read my most pathetic, obsessive diary entries about Nat out loud to the entire room. The boy I had secretly loved for four years just stared at me with pure disgust.
Then came the pie smashing directly into my face, followed by a bottle of sticky liquid poured over my head while everyone howled with laughter. I was the fat, pathetic joke of the school.
I walked home dripping in humiliation, swearing I’d never look at him again. Until the next day, when I showed up to my new nanny job... and Nat walked down the stairs.

"I don't know why you hate me so much. I just know that you are my first and last love. You are just mine. You are my craziness, my stubbornness. And you know only that person seems beautiful to us who we love. And to me, only and only you seem beautiful because you are my love and you are just mine. You only belong to Shah Mir Malik...."

Shah Mir is the king of the mafia. He is known as a cruel, heartless, and arrogant man. His single death glare is enough to instil fear in the people around him.

Aleezay is a feisty, proud, and egoistic girl, who is the daughter of the lord of the king. She doesn't give a fuck to what others say or made her do it. She is the worst pampered and spoiled daughter of her father.

Ever since Shah Mir laid his eyes on Aleezay, he has been hell-bent on naming her to himself. But the haughty Aleezay isn't interested in him to accept him or his love.

How things will accelerate between both when they are poles apart from each other?

Join the spectacular voyage of Shah Mir and Aleezay to experience a boost of emotions that will make you grin in excitement and next moment pull out your hair in frustration.

They say once fear sets in it consumes you totally.

Diane could not think straight watching the arrow approaching her mate from afar, she had not planned on dying when she stepped in to fight in the place of men, she had planned on gaining her position and if she couldn't she would get to understand why he delighted in bloodlust. She waited for the perfect time to cut in between the arrow and her mate where it would hit her vitally, she was done with life anyways, she had tried to claim it herself.

She turned to face her mate, he was preoccupied.

'There's no way he'll be fast enough this time' she smiled.

'Goodbye world, make space for me father, I'm coming to you, to join you, I have achieved nothing here but wasted years'
A lone tear rolled down her cheeks as she stepped in, the poison laced arrows pierced through her chest.

**
Lee Diane spent her childhood restrained, being groomed to be the Luna of the pack due to the presence of a mark on her neck, that has been present in only a few generations known as the Luna's mark. A mark that deemed the bearer an inage of the moon goddess in both strength and quality. A mark that destined it's bearer to be mated to an Alpha.
Followimg the deaths of their fathers they get engaged.

On the day of their engagement Luke finds his mate, over a short he get married. Diane meets her mate on the day of Luke's wedding and he is none else than the Alpha of the pack her people went to war against.
She learns that the war also claimed the life of the pack's Alpha.

He forcefully married her as a means of revenge against Luke.

"Ten years. No exceptions. The system doesn't take exceptions.
And then she walked straight past every wall like there was a door I never knew about."

Lori Morris spent nineteen years as the treasured daughter of one of Malibu's wealthiest families—until they found their real daughter and threw her out overnight. Now she delivers takeout in a black uniform, works herself to the bone to stay in school, and clings to the one person who swore he'd never leave: her boyfriend, Austin.

Then fate hands her a delivery to a victory party.

His victory party.

In front of the whole hockey team, Austin looks her dead in the eye—and pretends he's never met her. "You know how it is," he laughs. "The servers all want to throw themselves at me."

Humiliated, dumped, and left holding the ring she'd meant to give him, Lori is about to crawl out of that mansion when he steps out of the crowd.

Bastien Galloway. Hockey captain. Galloway heir. The most untouchable man on campus—literally. He hasn't let a woman lay a finger on him in ten years without his body screaming to recoil.

So why does he kneel to pick up the money thrown at her feet?

Why does he force her tormentor to apologize?

And why—when her fingers accidentally brush his—does his body stay quiet for the first time in a decade?

Lori is Austin's ex. The last complication Bastien needs.

But she's also the only exception his broken nervous system has ever made… and he's about to discover that a touch exception was an accident.

A wantingexception is a problem.

In the fictional world of Lycanwood, four packs struggle for power, each with unique strengths and fierce ambitions.
The Silverfang pack values justice, the Shadowclaw pack is known for its cunning nature, the Ravensong pack for wisdom, and the Bloodmoon pack for passion.

Becky, a Silverfang member, dreams of being accepted as a full-fledged werewolf. But when her destined mate Alpha Karl rejects her, she feels shattered.
Her rejection leads her away from the pack, and she's soon rumored to be the most powerful wolf in her generation.
This sparks ambition in Nathan Shadowclaw and Jessy Bloodmoon, who seek to exploit her power for their gain. Meanwhile, Jake Ravensong offers Becky a haven of understanding and threatens to inflame an unshared love.
Caught in a dangerous love triangle, Becky must face her demons and defy manipulative forces. Her journey is fraught with pain and the line between friend and foe blurs.

Will she discover her strength, rise against Nathan and Jessy, or succumb to love and immolate her ambition?
Enter the world of Lycanwood, where every howl echoes with peril and every moonlit night holds a secret...

Jett Alejandre is a very hot bad boy. His being a badass makes him more attractive to women. Ashley Martinez is the very pretty and sexy photographer who caught his attention. He did everything to make her his. As expected, her resistance to his charms didn't last long. Who wouldn't want to be his girlfriend? He was almost a perfect boyfriend at first...but old habits die hard.. Ashley broke up with him only to discover that he is the baddest ex-boyfriend.. 'Please leave me alone Jett ! I have a new boyfriend now!' Ashley pleaded. 'The hell you have! No one else can have you because you are mine! I will kill that bstrd!' he furiously said.

Sasha’s spent four years disappearing. No name, no past, no one asking questions — just enough to keep her mother alive and herself invisible.

Then billionaire Lex Cross walks into the one place she thought she was safe, and buys out her contract for ten million dollars.

The rule is simple. He can look. He can want. He can never touch.

It should be easy money. It isn’t. Because the more Lex fights to keep his hands off her, the more Sasha realizes he isn’t the danger in this arrangement — the man she ran from four years ago is, and every camera flash at every gala on Lex’s arm is a chance for him to find her again.

Lex bought her silence.
He never asked what it was protecting her from.

Some contracts you walk away from clean.
This one might cost them both everything.

Ahh go deeper," She said as she looked at them with desire in her eyes.

"Do you want us to take you, little mate? Don't tempt our beast" They both said and she smiled.

"I'd like to see how your beast reacts to my temptation"


She was the daughter of the leader of one of the most powerful packs in New York. When her mother died her father treated her like nothing and married another woman who had a daughter before their marriage.

She was downcast but didn't want to give up on life, she wanted to pursue acting as a career and probably make her debut out of it till she crossed part with the most ruthless Alpha in the whole of North America and found out she was his mate.

While she was still trying to accept that, she also found out she was mated to the most powerful and ruthless vampire in Mexico who was a playboy.

How would she be able to cope with these two ruthless men? Especially when they were rivals.

Would she fall in love with them? Would they help her take her rightful place in her family?

Amarah Swan, is a loving daughter of a gambler. She has been sold to the CEO of Casino, Alpha Conrad.
Her father proclaimed about her Virginity and Alpha Conrad thought about giving her to his sons as a gift for the upcoming birthday.

She meets the two brothers as she enters the Dark Moon pack's territory. She will never live the same life when she finds out they're werewolves.
Would she be able to escape from her father’s mess? Or end up falling in love with Alpha’s son?

Anya Petrova thought she could finally breathe.

Orphaned at seven, she had been sent to live with her uncle in Canada. What should have been a safe home had turned into a nightmare.

Her uncle had started assaulting her when she was eight, and the flashes of those dark days never stopped. The trembling never stopped. She had grown up learning to hide her fear and her pain.

At nineteen, Anya finally escaped. She stole enough money to get to the airport and boarded the next flight back to Russia. She had won a scholarship to study Arts and Humanities and believed that it was her chance to start over, to be free at last.

She was wrong.

Because freedom did not always mean safety.

Nikolai Volkov was the man everyone feared. Silent, brilliant, and merciless, he moved around the campus with his black cat and said almost nothing to anyone. Rumor had it he was mentally unstable. Others said he was violent. No one knew what he would do next.

And the moment his eyes landed on Anya, everything changed forever. He was a force that terrified and mesmerized, a man who could destroy her in ways she never imagined and make her crave it at the same time.

Anya had come to Russia hoping to escape her past. What she found was obsession, danger, and a darkness that followed her everywhere she went.

The question is whether she can survive it or fall completely under his control.

Aine Dragonfyre thought she ruled the shadows of Blackthorn City; until one heist destroyed her world.

Her best friend was murdered. She’s taken by a ruthless werewolf pack. And under the full moon, a terrifying truth awakens in her blood. She was cursed to have a soulmate who is a werewolf, and she would have her first shift, fated to the man she swore to hate. Now Aine is trapped between vengeance and desire, hunted by a dark witch and a deadly vampire. One wrong choice could cost her freedom… or her heart.

If she had known that her life was going to change while performing her duties as a maid, she wondered what would have changed if she had not went there in the first place?
Her life took a drastic change when fate smiled upon her. Her life changed when she was chosen to become the bride of the prince and it even intensified when secrets started coming out.
How will Talia settle with her new life? Will she be able to easily accept all of this or run away with her tail between her legs?

"Even if you like, run to the end of the earth. You, Cat, will forever remain my mate. And if it is what you want, I will make sure you remain hidden from the sight of all." He said with a look of amusement. And then with all seriousness in his eyes, he stared at her until she feels that her body was burning even without his touch.

"I am going to make you my secret mate."


All her life, Catherine has always been the shadow of her twin sister, Camille. As if that was not just the worst of it, she was the child her parent never wanted.

When the news that the lycan king was having a ball party where all Alphas' first daughters have to he present ahf one would be chosen to he his mate, Catherine was asked to go in place of her sister to the ball.

The lycan king as everyone knows was a ruthless man who had been rumored to kill all the women who he had chosen for his harem after every sought mistakes from them.

To Catherine, her family was pushing her to her death.

However, she was ready to define a new path for herself in the new pack.

The lycan king, Kane Lycanthrope, was also ready with his own hidden agenda.

Will Catherine be able to execute her wish? Or, like the other dead women in the harem, will she be dead and forgotten?

"You're replaceable, but you'll be loyal to me and me alone. I don't care if other men touch your body, but only I get to fuck that tight little cunt of yours. Is that clear?"


After being crowned the sexiest woman in North America, Bianca's world was turned upside down by a life-threatening heart condition. But everything changed when she awoke with a new heart-a gift from a mysterious stranger who wished to remain anonymous.

Bianca meets the devil-Dante Wentworth, a DID billionaire who wants nothing more than to claim the body she craves to offer. Despite her best efforts to resist his magnetic pull, Bianca can't help but feel drawn to him, and her borrowed heart seems to ache for him more with every passing moment, turning her into a slave of rootless desires.

To Dante, she's nothing but a plaything-a simple conquest. And he's bent on exploiting her obsession with him to its fullest.

But what happens when Bianca discovers that her time left is limited and that some people are just irredeemable? Will she ever uncover who her donor was to Dante? Can the depth of her affection for him strike him as more than infatuation?

A man with visible scars. A woman hurt by betrayal. Will an unexpected bundle of joy be their cure?   The Army calls Sean Jeffries a hero, but his hesitation to take down a child suicide bomber left dozens wounded and him with a permanent scar. Wracked by nightmares of those he couldn’t save, he’s sworn to live a life of solitude in penance. His only bright spot is his nurse, Ruhi. But when she finds herself in trouble, can Sean step up to be a hero again? 
Ruhi Patel’s casual approach to dating leads to men who won’t commit. After her last non-boyfriend not only dumped her, but stole her dream job, Ruhi swears off men. However, she soon learns she’s pregnant. Being a single mom is not part of her plan. So when her favorite patient proposes a platonic marriage of convenience, Ruhi takes it into serious consideration. 
After the two say “I do,” feelings begin to grow. But Sean is holding himself back, convinced he doesn’t deserve happiness. And Ruhi is afraid she’s falling for yet another unavailable man. Can these two sidestep heartache and allow themselves to be loved despite their scars? 
Find out if love can truly heal all wounds in this light-hearted, sweet romance of convenient arrangements that unfold into lasting love. His Permanent Scar is the fourth in a series of marriage of convenience tales featuring Wounded Warriors who are healed with the power of love.

I stepped forward, pressing my body against him, feeling the hardness of his desire. Our lips met in a hungry kiss, our tongues tangling as we explored each other with a feverish intensity. Xavier's hands moved to my hips, guiding me as he backed me against a nearby tree, its rough bark scraping gently against my skin. With gentle urgency, he lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around his waist, our bodies fitting together perfectly.
I gasped as he entered me, filling me. We moved in sync, our breath coming in sharp gasps, our hearts pounding as one. The moonlight bathed us in its soft glow, and the night sang with the melody of our passion. As our release washed over us, I felt a deep sense of connection—to Xavier, to our packs, and to the very heart of nature itself.


On the eve of her 18th birthday, Mia, the fiercely independent daughter of Alpha Marcus, stands at the edge of a destiny she never chose.
Bound by the expectations of her pack and the chains of tradition, she finds herself thrust into an arranged marriage with Alpha Xavier, the formidable new leader of a rival pack. As their wedding day approaches, Mia’s world is turned upside down by a shocking revelation:
Xavier isn’t just her husband‑to‑be.
He’s her true, fated mate—chosen by the moon goddess herself.
Torn between duty and desire, pride and passion, Mia must navigate a dangerous new world of power, politics, and primal attraction. Will she surrender to the bond that ties her to Xavier, or fight it and risk tearing their packs—and their hearts—apart?
When love is written in the stars but sealed by force, the answer may lie in the secrets they both carry… and in the moon’s unforgiving light.

Seven years ago, Ella Carter’s father was brutally murdered. With nowhere else to go, she was taken in by Marcus Ravengard, her father’s powerful employer and the man she believed had saved her life.

Living in the Ravengard mansion, Ella became fascinated by Marcus’s eldest son, Miles. Though they had never met, she spent years secretly dreaming about the mysterious heir.

Then Miles comes home.

Handsome, dangerous, and heir to the Ravengard empire and the criminal organization hidden beneath it, Miles has one final mission before claiming his inheritance.

Earn Ella’s trust. Make her fall in love with him. Find the documents her father died protecting.

Then kill her.

Miles accepts without hesitation. Manipulating one innocent woman should be easy for a man raised on violence and lies.

But Ella quickly discovers two sides of Miles. When they’re alone, he’s cold and distant. In front of his family, he’s charming, attentive, and dangerously affectionate.

She doesn’t know that every sweet word and gentle touch is part of his plan.

Until someone tries to kill her first.

Miles saves Ella, telling himself he only needs her alive to complete his mission. But as the attacks continue, protecting her becomes an obsession.

The woman who was supposed to be his target becomes the woman he can’t bear to lose.

As secrets surrounding her father’s murder begin to surface, Ella falls for the man she believes will protect her, unaware that every kiss began with a lie.

Miles Ravengard was never sent home to save her.

He was sent to make her fall in love with him. Then kill her.

You belong to me from the moment you walk in... until I say you can leave.”

When struggling 22-year-old Noah Hart lands a job as the personal assistant to cold, ruthless billionaire Elias Voss, he thinks it’s just another paycheck. But Elias isn’t just demanding—he’s a man who doesn’t believe in love, doesn’t tolerate mistakes, and doesn’t mix business with pleasure.

At least, not until Noah walks into his office.

As the days blur into nights and the lines between personal and professional disappear, Noah finds himself caught in Elias’s dangerous world—where power is a game, and attraction is lethal.

But Noah has secrets too. And the deeper he falls, the harder it will be to escape.

Can a cold CEO learn to love—or will he destroy the only man who ever saw through his mask?

"I hate him, so why the hell can’t I stop falling to my knees for him?"
When my mom married a man I barely knew, I though the worst part would be having a new last name and a contender for her affection. Sue me, I’ve always been a mama’s boy.
But enter Rhysand fucking Calloway. Hockey god. Cruel, Tattoed and impossibly hot. My new stepbrother.

From the moment he stormed into my life, he made it clear that he despised me WITH a fist to my face in case I missed the memo the first time.

But then he touches me, and tells me I belong to him…right before he punches me in the face again.

Every hot secret kiss is followed by an even colder shoulder. He says I’m just a toy, but at night when the lights are out…he claims me and fucks me even harder.

Even though everything about our relationship is so wrong and my future doesn’t include a brooding asshole…
I’d still break all the rules to be pucked by my stepbrother.

Ethan Brooks has never forgiven Emma Carter for that night—the night he was drunk, vulnerable, and she was there, stepping into a place she didn’t belong. To him, she’s nothing but a shadow, a reminder of his own weakness and the love he lost when Sophie Taylor, his radiant first love, died in a tragic accident.

But Emma holds a secret—one that could shatter Ethan’s hatred or bind them forever.

Captain Willow Ashford is a strong female lead. A detective with a past that explains her present. She is enlisted to solve a high-profile murder, that she doesn't want anything to do with...why? Because the victim is the ex-mate who used and then rejected her for another woman. However, the council elder of the Council Investigations Department, or C.I.D. says, her promotion to Commander is a sure thing if she can successfully solve the case. At hearing she will be promoted to the first female Commander of the C.I.D., she takes the case. When she goes to meet the suspect, life throws her another curveball. The suspect is her second chance mate, Alpha Royce Sinclair! She doesn't want to take the case, but she wants the promotion and now, she has a second chance mate and wants to help him clear his name. After using her abilities to see the inconsistencies of the crime scene and police report, she believes in her mate's innocence and wants the real murderer to be caught. Does Willow find out the truth behind the crime? Is the plot more devious than just framing her second chance mate? Will she be able to prove his innocence and bring the real killer to justice and expose the real motive behind the murder? Will Alpha Royce and Captain Willow Ashford get their happily ever after?

Rejected by her mate on their twentieth birthday and also being killed by him. That same night, Cleo experienced her wolf, but what she became, even she didn't understand. The next day, she woke up and realized that her mate had completed the bond ritual while she was unconscious, and in that moment she realized that revenge tasted better than him, a revenge that her wolf was more than willing to aid her in.

"Cole is now Neuri's new mate, and that is final!" I suddenly roar from the pit of my gut, growling out my fury in a primal voice unlike any I had ever used before only seeing red. "No wolf is worthy of Neuri, nor anyone else who claims her as their mate is... There is only one man whom she wants, only one man who matters, and that man is him!" 

"What kind of sick joke is this?" Alexander spat, stepping forward.

I turned to face him as my nostril flared, my breathing ragged, and my ears pricked for the slightest movement of his steps towards me.

"You... oh, you..." I whispered, moving my head slightly from left to right as I sized him with my eyes.

"You are my mate, and you will stop this nonsense once and for all." He screamed in my mind.

His voice was carried with force, but beneath it, I tasted fear, and my lips curled upward as I laughed, raising my chin, "Make me."

I possess ancient ice python blood and a fatal curse.

Every twenty years, I have to take an evil man’s heart to survive the brutal Crimson Molt, as good people’s hearts are poison to me.

Time is running out fast. I sense the dark side hidden beneath Julian’s gentle appearance and take him as my ideal prey.

I feign fragility to approach him, only to be abducted by his evil plot first.

He has no idea he is the one meant to save my freezing life.

In my boyfriend Arthur's world, everyone could be labeled with an ER triage tag: green for minor, yellow for observation, red for critical.   As the emotionally stable one, I was forever the green tag in his life.   But my best friend, who cried and threw tantrums, was the red tag he never left the side of.   Two years ago, with my mother on the verge of death from heart failure on one side, and my best friend threatening suicide while drunk over a bad breakup on the other—he chose the latter without hesitation.   Until tonight. Separated by a single door, I watched him pull my best friend into his arms, kissing her with a greedy, desperate loss of control.

"Victor, stop. I came here for therapy—not to ruin my marriage."

Arthur had assured me his college buddy Victor—a single personal rehab therapist built like a gladiator—would cure my chronic back pain. But then Victor straddled me on the therapy table, his thick, hard cock scorching through thin fabric as it ground against my soaked pussy. All the while, Arthur's voice echoed from the speakerphone:

"Do whatever it takes to fix her. I trust you."

Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences(18+). Reader discretion is advised.
It includes elements such as BDSM dynamics, explicit sexual content, toxic family relationships, occasional violence and strong language.
This is not a fluffy romance. It is intense, raw and messy, and explores the darker side of desire.


“Take off your dress, Meadow.”

“Why?”

“Because your ex is watching,” he said, leaning back into his seat. “And I want him to see what he lost.”

••••••••••••*
Meadow Russell was supposed to get married to the love of her life in Vegas. Instead, she walked in on her twin sister riding her fiance.

One drink at the bar turned to ten. One drunken mistake turned into reality. And one stranger’s offer turned into a contract that she signed with shaking hands and a diamond ring.

Alaric Ashford is the devil in a tailored Tom Ford suit. Billionaire CEO, brutal, possessive. A man born into an empire of blood and steel.
He also suffers from a neurological condition—he can’t feel. Not objects, not pain, not even human touch.

Until Meadow touches him, and he feels everything. And now he owns her. On paper and in his bed.
She wants him to ruin her. Take what no one else could have. He wants control, obedience… revenge.
But what starts as a transaction slowly turns into something Meadow never saw coming.

Obsession, secrets that were never meant to surface, and a pain from the past that threatens to break everything.

Alaric doesn’t share what’s his.
Not his company.
Not his wife.
And definitely not his vengeance.

Do you have someone couldn’t forget in high school?
The boy who keeps disturbing you to attract your attention? You hate him a lot.
But several years later, you meet him again, will everything is the same as before or will the hate become love between your two?


When Hailey goes back home to the small town where she grew up for a vacation, she is expecting everything that a reunion could bring.

Meeting her parents again after a long time, had a happy time with her family, dealing with relatives she didn't like.

However, she wasn't expecting to meet Boris Stern again, the guy who had bullied her in high school.

And she definitely wasn't expecting a rollercoaster romance to begin.

I was but eighteen when I found myself captivated by my best friend’s brother.

At twenty-one, I mustered the courage to confess my feelings. He welcomed me into his bed but never once into his heart.

For three long years, I reassured myself: "Just a little while longer. He will see me in due time."

Then Stella returned—the girl he had always yearned for, even while his hands roamed my body in the shadows.

He greeted her return with champagne and candlelight, and then, locking his gaze upon me amidst a gathering, he coldly declared:

"You crawled into my bed and offered yourself. Don't you see how cheap and pitiable you appear?"

I raised my eyes, meeting his once more.

"I shall no longer trouble you."

I retrieved my phone, navigated to a contact I had seldom engaged—my betrothed by arrangement—and typed: "I consent to the marriage."

Spring is the season I dread the most.

Because every spring, my mere existence becomes a lethal weapon against my own son.

Theron told me he suffers from a highly rare condition: Maternal Stress Rejection Syndrome.

If I so much as get near Flynn during the spring months, it triggers severe asthma attacks and terrifying asphyxiation.

To keep our boy alive, Theron takes him away to an isolated treatment center for three months, every single year.

And I stay behind, swallowing antidepressants by the handful just to survive the crushing guilt.

That is, until I found a photo hidden in Theron's burner phone.

In the picture, my husband and my son are tightly embracing another woman.

The so-called Maternal Stress Rejection Syndrome was nothing but a sick lie—a meticulously crafted excuse so my husband could spend the season playing "happy family" with his first love.

......

36 weeks pregnant, I was thrown into the dungeon by my own husband.

When my water broke, I desperately reached out through the mate bond, calling for him—only to discover that he had severed it with his own hands.

They lashed my swollen belly with leather whips. They injected wolfsbane into my veins. And when my baby's head began to crown, they shoved her back inside me.

All because his sister-in-law Genevieve was also in labor today—and her child had to be born as the pack's heir.

I crawled out of that dungeon, drenched in my own blood, only to find him blocking the doorway.

I knelt at his feet, clutching at his trousers, begging. "The baby is innocent. Please... just let me deliver her..."

He kicked me away in disgust. "Wait until Genevieve is done."

Later, fireworks lit up the sky. The entire pack celebrated the birth of Genevieve's heir.

I was dumped in a water cell, watching my blood slowly turn the ice-cold water crimson, feeling my daughter grow still inside me.

Only after he'd gazed adoringly at the newborn in Genevieve's arms did he finally remember me. He sent someone to fetch me from the dungeon.

But his servant returned white-faced, voice trembling:

"Alpha! The Luna... she and the baby... they're both dead!"

Born between two kingdoms at war, Astrid Stone’s life has been marked by pain and misfortune, condemned to live as a slave within her own palace.
She is the princess no one wants, the shadow of a lineage that despises her.
When the new wolf king, Lysander Rowan, forces her to marry him to avenge his father, both are trapped in a union forged by hatred… and consumed by a desire neither can deny.
As their love grows and her true nature awakens, Astrid must choose between loyalty to her past or a forbidden love that threatens to destroy them both.
In a world where blood dictates destiny, can love defy the moon?

I paused at the ajar conference room door, attempting to balance the tray of coffees. Creedon was my new boss, now also my boyfriend. I listened at the door.

“Where is that slut of yours, Creedon? Must be a hell of a lay. The coffee is going to be cold,” Michael complained. “What's the point in keeping her around? She's not even your breed.”
Not his breed?
“You know me, I like nice accessories, Besides, she is smarter than she looks."
An Accessory?
“Stop toying with the girl. You're letting her get too close to us. Not to mention the scandal you’ll have with the press once they realize she's a poor country girl. America will fall in love with her, you will just crush them when you’re done with her. Poor Image...” The sound of fits hitting the table silenced the room.

“She’s mine! She is no concern of yours. I can fuck her, breed her, or cast her aside, remember who's in charge here. “If I want to use her as a cum bucket, I will." His anger explosive.
Breed me? Cast me aside? Cum bucket? I think not!*

“She is pretty, but she’s of no value to you, Creedon. A pebble in a sea of diamonds, darling. You can have any woman you desire. Fuck her out of your system, and sign off on her,” Latrisha spat. “That one is going to become a pain in your ass. You need a bitch that will submit.”

Someone, please, come mop up the word vomit this woman has just spewed.

“I have her under control, Trisha, back the fuck off.”

**Control? Oh, hell naw! ** He hadn't met the take no bullshit southern bitch I could be.

Rage brewed as I elbowed open door.

Well, here goes everything.

Darcy Madu never imagined she’d become a billionaire’s nanny or find herself at the heart of a high-profile scandal. But when she walks into Adrian Ashford’s office and instantly calms his inconsolable daughter, Hazel, fate intervenes. As Darcy navigates life in the penthouse, she discovers the man behind the empire is grieving, guarded, and desperately in need of someone who can love them both unconditionally.

Amidst whispers of betrayal, media scrutiny, and Adrian’s own walls of guilt, Darcy and Adrian’s hearts collide in quiet moments of laughter, care, and stolen glances. But can love survive when the world seems determined to tear them apart or will the past and family expectations force them to let go of the only happiness they’ve ever truly known?

I've got a reputation on campus as a doormat with zero dignity. I bring Wyatt Langley food, do his homework, act as his emotional dumping ground. Been at it for a year.

His rich friends mock my cheap clothes and say I'm reaching way out of my league. He never stops them. Sometimes he even laughs along.

Finally, he announces in front of everyone that he's breaking up with me. His first love is coming back from Europe, so I need to get lost.

Everyone's waiting to see me cry.

I glance at the five million dollars that hit my account half an hour ago and say, with complete sincerity, "Okay. Congrats."

What nobody knows is that I put up with him, tolerated his rotten temper, for one simple reason. His mom pays way too well.

Now the money's here. Time to end this arrangement.

So why, the second I walk away, does he start tearing the city apart trying to find me?

Three years in a loveless marriage with Leo Cox, Mona thought she could win his heart with her unwavering devotion, but Leo showed no love or concern towards her. Eventually she got tired, filed for divorce and left after founding out Leo was cheating on her— but she was already pregnant for him.

Leo assumed Mona was merely playing hard to get-after all, he bet she'd be back, begging for reconciliation. But no one saw it coming; after the divorce, Mona transformed into a confident woman and Leo is stunned by her transformation.

Now, Leo is drowning in regret, desperately chasing after Mona-but by this time, it was already too late.

He started contemplating every day, wondering if breaking a leg or going bankrupt would be enough to capture her attention.

I loved Callum Crane for five years. He said I didn't fit. Then he proposed — to my sister.
The same night, his brother called me with the most insane idea I've ever heard: marry him instead. Same day. Same venue. Right across the hall from my ex and my sister's ceremony.
I said yes. Not because I loved Emrys Crane. Because I'd rather set the whole thing on fire than sit in a pew and watch.
Here's the thing about revenge marriages, though. They're supposed to be fake.
Nobody told Emrys.
The man had a wrench set in his truck that only fit my grandmother's machine — bought years before I ever spoke to him. He'd been sneaking looks through my workshop window so often the stone wore down. He fixed my motorcycle three times and never mentioned it. He remembered that I stared at a piece of almond brittle for ten seconds once, and bought it for me weeks later.
Seven years. He'd been in love with me for seven years. Said nothing. Did everything.
And Callum? The man who told me I didn't fit?
He showed up at my orchard with an apology and a folder full of evidence against my sister, begging for a second chance.
I looked him in the eye and said: "Too late. Wrong harvest."
He tried five more times. It only got worse for him.

Melia Bournemouth thought she had lost everything when her father died and a tragic accident left her in a wheelchair.

Her only comfort was her devoted husband, Mathew. But when Melia discovers Mathew is secretly liquidating her last remaining assets to build a life with his pregnant mistress, her grief turns into cold, hard rage.

Desperate for retribution, Melia turns to the only man Mathew fears: Illya Cosgrave, a ruthless and dangerous billionaire with a dark reputation. But as they plot to dismantle Mathew’s empire from the shadows, Melia realizes Illya isn't just a weapon for revenge. He harbors a secret connection to her past that changes everything.

Now, Melia must decide: will she remain the victim, or will she rise from her chair and burn her ex-husband’s world to the ground?

My husband Michael's father and my own father shared the same name—Robert. His was Robert Carter; mine, Robert Smith. I once thought it a sweet coincidence, until that 3 AM phone call turned this quirk of fate into a living nightmare.
The nursing home called to say Robert Carter had died, but when Michael returned from his business trip, he assumed it was my father who had passed. "Old Robert's finally gone," he smirked. "Should've moved him to the cheaper nursing home ages ago." Can you believe it? His own father—the man who'd left him an inheritance—and there he was, helping his medical intern mistress cover up malpractice, dismissing the death as "just some useless old man."
He has no idea he's protecting his father's killer. No clue I've seen through his cold-bloodedness all along.
I wonder, when the truth finally hits him, how will this absurd tragedy end?

By day, I was the ruthless Director of Finance working under mafia heir Silvan. By night, I was the secret lover he kept locked away in a guest room.
He gave me luxury cars, a mansion, and endless money, but never a title. I thought he was protecting me—until he packaged both the title of his official wife and my position as CFO, handing them over to Aurea Moretti, a prominent mafia heiress.
And that arrogant man? He casually tossed me a diamond ring like a handout to pacify me. "Titles are just an illusion. Even if I marry someone else, you’ll always be the woman I care about most."
He even had the audacity to offer me a seaside villa, thinking he could keep me forever as his underground mistress in another city.
Looking at his cold, entitled eyes, I finally smiled.
On the day of his engagement to the mafia heiress, I took off the ring and vanished from this city completely.

At the dinner party, Alexander had his arm around my waist, chatting and laughing with clients in German.
I was about to tell him the happy news that I was pregnant.
He was tender and affectionate in front of me, kissing my cheek from time to time.
But they didn't know my German was fluent enough to understand every dirty detail.
Like right now, I heard him bragging to the client about how wild things got last night with his stepsister Lillian.

I thought love was enough.
I thought saving the Ember Claw Pack with everything I had—my heart, my loyalty, even my body—meant something. It led to a Moon Ceremony… and a marriage to Alpha William, the man I gave my soul to.
But love doesn’t protect you from betrayal.
Especially not when the one he truly wanted was never me.
I was glowing with the joy of carrying our pup when I walked in on him—holding her.
Quinn.
The fated mate everyone believed to be dead. Alive. Back. In his arms.
And me? Just the mistake he settled for.
"I only married you out of gratitude," he said, barely meeting my eyes.
Then, turning to Quinn with a softness I never got, he added, "If she hadn’t sold her ancestral land to save the pack, I would’ve never completed the Moon Ceremony with her."
And the final blow?
"So what if she found out? I’ll just say I thought she was you that night we slept together."
That night—The one I thought meant everything.
But it didn’t end with him.
His mother pointed her finger at m

Five years ago, Leo, the overlord of the abyss who ruled the seven seas, went into hiding and worked as a cook in a dilapidated tavern to save his savior.
When his benefactor was captured by the empire and was about to be executed, the arrogant governor forced him to crawl between his legs in order to see him.
He did as instructed, but was then tricked.
That night, a bone conch shell resounded throughout the seven seas, thousands of ghost warships besieged the city, and the kings of the underworld knelt in unison.
The former "scale-scraping chef" broke through the palace gates, cut through his shackles with a single stroke, and embraced the beauty: "I'll take you home for grilled fish, it's on me."