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She lost her memory and found herself in an unknown town with no one to call a family. She hates wolves and she doesn't know why, but when she meets the new boy in town and finds out she's actually being haunted by her uncle Ragner as she is the rightful heir to the throne, Astoria finds out that her life is anything but ordinary.

Everyone knows Adrian loves me more than life itself. When that car crashed, he threw himself over me and took the hit. First thing he said when he woke up in the hospital: "Where is she? Is she okay?"

Everyone says I married the best man in the city.

What they don't know is this man has married me ten times. And divorced me ten times. All for the woman he's never gotten over.

The first time, I got on my knees and begged him not to leave. He just looked at me with those cold eyes and said, "Don't embarrass yourself."

The fourth time, we were fighting in the car. Then we crashed, and I lost our baby.

By the seventh time, I stopped crying. Just signed the papers, packed my things, waited for him to come back like he always did.

My tears, my compromises, all those times I bent until I nearly broke. What did I get? Him coming back like clockwork, just to do it all over again.

This time, when he slides that tenth divorce agreement across the desk, I finally get it. Some people's hearts never had room for you in the first place.

So this time, I'm throwing him out. Him and this whole Mrs. Hayes charade. Straight into the trash where they belong.

If given the chance to live again, what would you change the most? As for Emma, she has decided not to marry Mark, a betrayer. In her previous life, she was deceived and harmed by him, leading to the tragic demise of her entire family.
Emma, devastated and tormented by Mark, suffered to the point of death. When she woke up, she found herself back five years in the past. At that time, Emma had not married Mark; instead, she had formed a connection with David, Mark's rival. Emma decides to rely on David for revenge against Mark, but little does she know that things will take unexpected turns. What surprises await her? Read on to find out!

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I was done suffering! Robin had promised herself. She wouldn’t let fate decide her happiness anymore, neither would her failed relationship.

Happiness was a foreign language for Robin Clay after the deaths of her sisters, the gruesome murder of her parents, and a devastating breakup with her serial cheating fiancée. She had to move past it all; the hurt, betrayal, pain, anguish, and loss.

At the brink of her turning point, she landed a coveted job at McCullen Confectionery, a multi-billion dollar company one could only dream of working for. She soon discovered her boss and CEO, Jack McCullen, was everything she had vowed to never get entangled with; matured, confident, magnetic, powerful, dangerously alluring, and captivatingly beautiful, falters her resolve and leaves her at his mercy.

Jack awakened every disastrous desire in her, one she was unprepared for and deeply ashamed of, especially when she was of the view that, he was committed to another woman.

Yet, what began as a professional interaction between them rapidly spiralled into a passionate, forbidden attraction marked by stolen moments, intense chemistry and a constant conflict between constraint, lust and her morals.

She was torn; suppressing her desires or surrendering to the passion Jack evoked in her—one that felt both intoxicating, sinful and destructive. Packed with a charged, erotic exploration of power; Love, Obsession, Torture explored the thin line between restraint and surrendering to a burning obsession.

A dragon’s fury. A werewolf’s redemption. A mate bond that could either heal… or destroy.
Ty Jackson vanished five years ago, betrayed and heartbroken. Now he’s back—deadlier, colder, and wielding the unmatched power of a dragon shifter. Hardened by elite training and driven by vengeance, Ty has no room for weakness... especially not for the ex who shattered him.
But destiny doesn’t care about the past.
Kai Stone, once Ty’s greatest love and deepest wound, is now a haunted Alpha. After years of torturous military training, brutal missions, and soul-crushing guilt, he’s no longer the cocky boy who let Ty slip through his fingers—he’s a warrior forged by pain, and desperate for one shot at redemption.
When Ty and Kai discover they're fated mates, their reunion sets off a storm of power, passion, and unresolved rage.
Can a dragon forgive the wolf who broke him?
Can a remorseful Alpha prove he’s worthy of the only soul he ever loved?
The battlefield awaits—not just for blood, but for hearts.
Enemies are rising. The past is hunting them. And this time, love might not be enough to save them.

What happens when the deepest heartbreak becomes inseparable from destiny itself? A young she-wolf never asked for the mate chosen for her by the moon’s decree. When he rejected her openly and chose another, her world shattered into pieces she thought could never be restored. Yet fate showed its cruelty when the leader warned that denying the sacred bond could bring devastating consequences for the one he loved. Bound by forces greater than themselves, the two find their lives tied together in a union neither desired yet neither could escape.
As she struggles to recover from the wounds of rejection and he faces the collapse of everything he once held secure, an undeniable pull grows stronger between them. Passion and resentment war within their hearts, creating a storm where love and anger collide. Each must confront the choice of clinging to bitterness or opening themselves to the possibility of healing. The question lingers: can two broken souls find wholeness in one another, or will destiny itself become the weapon that destroys them both?
This is a world alive with forbidden emotions, unbreakable bonds, and a romance born from pain. It is a tale that shows how the heart may follow a path laid out by fate, even when the mind rebels and refuses to accept it.

Haunt Me Like You Mean It
When Mei Liang signed on as an assistant at Truth Finders of the Paranormal, she expected weird. She did not expect him.
Callum Reeves, known to everyone as Cal, is twenty-three, British, brutally brilliant, and completely impossible. He leads TFP like he owns the air in the room, and maybe he does. Mei has spent the better part of a year fetching his tea, surviving his icy stares, and pretending she does not care what he thinks of her.
She is not doing a great job of pretending.
When TFP is called to investigate a haunted theater on the outskirts of Hollow Crest, a remote village hugging the edges of New York's Chinatown, Mei thinks it is just another case. A ghost, a client, a mystery to solve. But the Miyuki Theater is hiding more than one secret, and so is Cal.
Between a furious heiress, a desperate playwright, a powder room that looks like a war zone, and a ghost that seems to have a very specific target in mind, Mei is already in over her head. Add in the strange dreams she cannot explain, a spirit that looks disturbingly familiar, and a team that runs more on chaos than cohesion, and this case is about to get very personal.
Some hauntings follow you home.
Some feelings do too.

Gideon Henry. Billionaire. Powerful. Drop-dead gorgeous.
He's one of the most prominent business tycoons in the country. But for me, he's nothing but a devil.
He's done terrible things to me. He forced me to marry him. He made my life a living hell. He's the reason I lost the two most important people in my life—the man I love and our baby.
But when Gideon got into an accident and lost all of his memories, I didn't expect that he would turn into a different person. He's become kind, caring… and a loving husband to me.
And I woke up one day… realizing that I'm already falling in love with him…

On the day she’s meant to marry the man she’s loved for years, Liora Reynolds’ world is ripped apart when a powerful stranger storms the ceremony and claims her as his bride.

Nikolai Volkov is ruthless, untouchable, and used to owning whatever he wants—and now, that includes Liora. Forced into a marriage she never agreed to, she’s determined to hate him, to fight him, even as the walls around her life begin to close in.

But nothing is as it seems.

The man she thought was her forever isn’t the person she believed. The one she’s been told is her enemy might be the only one who can protect her. And as dangerous truths unravel, Liora finds herself trapped between two men, two worlds, and a choice that could cost her everything.


"You should go rest," he says, eyes glinting with mischief.

"R.. rest?" I stutter.

"Yes little bride," he drawls, smiling. "You're going to need it."

"Wh.. what do you mean?"

"By night, we consummate our wedding."

The words slam into me like a physical blow. My throat closes, and I instinctively step back, but his hand shoots out, catching my chin between his fingers.

"Don’t look so pale," he murmurs, tilting my face up to his. "You’re my wife. It’s only natural."

"I.." My voice trembles. "You wouldn’t.."

"Oh, I would," his tone softens in the most chilling way. "And I will. You made your choice, Liora. Now you live with it."

My heart hammers so violently I think it might burst.

I saved my father.

But I think I’ve just sold myself to the devil.

Leo! Mia!"
I screamed their names, dropping to my knees on the cold hospital floor to pull them into my arms. My heart hammered against my ribs, terror finally giving way to relief.
"You scared me to death," I breathed, burying my face in their necks. "Never run off like that again."
"We just wanted ice cream, Mommy," Leo mumbled.
Then Mia tugged on my sleeve. "And the tall mister found us. He’s nice."
She paused, tilting her head as she looked up at the stranger standing above us. "But Mommy... why does he have Leo's eyes?"

Two years. That was how long Idalia Vance served as the eyes for her blind, billionaire husband, Thane Devereux.
She loved him through his darkness, calmed his rages, and was his "North Star." But the day his bandages came off, she was erased.
Betrayed by her own sister, Camilla, who stole her place and her credit, and framed by her mother, Idalia was divorced, and left for dead in a fiery car crash.
Thane Devereux never even saw her face.
Five years later, the weak, unwanted wife is dead.
In her place stands Dr. Lia Solene, a world-renowned heart surgeon with ice in her veins and a fortune of her own. She has returned to New York with one goal: to save the life of the woman who hated her most, but she didn’t come alone. She brought Leo and Mia, her brilliant four-year-old twins who possess the same piercing blue eyes as the father they have never met.

The billionaire is no longer blind, and when he sees the mole on the surgeon’s neck and the familiar eyes of her son, he realizes the ghost of his past isn't just haunting him... she’s holding a scalpel to his heart.

Amber lost her wolf because her mate rejected her when she was only 15. This brought humiliation, disgust, and emotional abuse by the other pack members, as they didn't know the whole story, but it broke Amber. With her family's support, she became strong and earned a place in the pack but couldn't change their perspective towards her being a wolf-less werewolf. Then, fate twisted her story and turned her world upside down when she found that the alpha king is her second-chance mate. He didn't reject her but didn't accept immediately. He took her away to the royal pack, and there, she got another shock of her life. Unlike her birth pack, every unmated high ranker was interested in her, including the Alpha King's younger brother. What's the game of fate for her? Not only does the Alpha King become possessive towards her, ready to mark her at any time, but also his younger brother shows his intention to take her as his mate. Why? They have no answer for that, but they soon find it out, and that leaves everyone stunned. What's the mystery? Why both brothers desire her possessively? What does fate want her to face?

I was six years old when Mom took my brother and me by the hand, leading us into a mansion that looked like a palace. She told us this was our new beginning, after all the hardships we'd been through. But no one warned me that this so-called better life would mean giving up everything I had.

My scholarships, my prom dress, even my Stanford acceptance letter—they all turned into bargaining chips just to keep my stepfather and his daughter Sienna happy. Then, the night before my wedding, they even asked my fiancé to "temporarily" give himself to her as well.

I've always been the one giving everything, pouring myself out until there's nothing left, yet I've never heard the words, "You're enough." If love means endless sacrifice, why am I never the one on the receiving end?

Maybe only when I vanish completely will they remember my name—for the first and last time.

At the bar, I watched Ethan get publicly dumped and made a crazy proposal fueled by liquid courage—a three-month fake dating contract.

I thought this was my only chance after twenty years of secret crushing. Until his ex showed me the text: "With Mia? Pretty convenient. She's been following me around since we were kids."

So I was just a tool.

The day we broke up, he shouted with red eyes: "I've been crazy about you for twenty years!" I thought he was acting, until his mom handed me a worn journal—

That careless comment I made at thirteen, "I'm never marrying Ethan," he'd remembered for twenty whole years.

Every page of that diary was filled with my name...

I was in the middle of an affair in the master bedroom when Gu Jingran and his secretary burst in and caught me red-handed.
A thunderous roar ripped through the room.
"Ruan Qinghe!"
I shoved the trembling young man off my body, lowered my eyes, and let out a low, mocking laugh.
"Well, well. My husband rolls up with his side piece to catch his lawfully wedded wife cheating? This has got to be the most unhinged thing I've ever seen in my life."
The secretary, Bai Weiwei, paled instantly, scrambling to defend herself. "Sister Qinghe, you've got this all wrong! Today is your seventh wedding anniversary with Mr. Gu, he only asked me to come help!"
"Whatever was between us ended ages ago! We're just friends now! Don't you dare project your own filthy behavior onto everyone else just because you're acting out!"
I gave her a cool, cursory glance, smiled and said nothing, before finally fixing my gaze on Gu Jingran.
He snapped like a rabid wild beast, slamming and smashing every last thing he'd painstakingly prepared to pieces.
"You did this on purpose, didn't you?" His voice was raw and hoarse, trembling with rage. "You're trying to get back at me?"
"I was just curious."
I lifted an eyebrow slightly.
"Curious about what cheating feels like. What kind of thrill, what kind of rush, could make you addicted to it over and over again."

That night, I was dragged into a parking lot and beaten until my hands could never hold a scalpel again.

I thought it was random. Until I heard my own brother and fiancé talking—

"Those thugs went too far, but the result works out, doesn't it? This time, the award will go to Charlotte."

Charlotte. The "poor orphan" my family adopted.

For twelve years, she stole my papers, my opportunities, my glory. And the two men I trusted most handed her everything on a silver platter.

They called me spoiled. Selfish. Difficult.

They even believed I started the fire that killed our parents twelve years ago.

But here's the truth: Charlotte started that fire. I was the one who dragged them out.

They thanked the wrong sister. For twelve years.

Now they want me dead.

Fine. Let Penelope Ashworth die.

I ripped out half my heart for him.

Literally.

Six years ago, Draco—the Black Dragon Lord—was dying on the battlefield, enemy claws buried in his chest. So I tore myself open and shoved half my witch's heart into his body to save his life.

After that, I lived with constant pain, my magic drained to nothing. I fought his wars, nearly died a dozen times, all while waiting for him to keep his promise—that he'd make me his queen after the coronation.

But on coronation day, Draco brought back the half-elf Ivy and told me to give up my crown.

Why? Ivy stayed with him in the Abyss for three years. And now she was pregnant with his child.

It destroyed me. So I drank the Oblivion Potion—the one thing that could strip away every ounce of love I had for him.

And in three days, I'm leaving for the polar regions to marry into the Silver Wolf Clan.

To Alpha Damien, Sophia was never a Luna—merely a breathing womb.
For years, she bore the weight of his cold indifference, trapped in a marriage where he only touched her on the "fertility days" his mother decreed.
While he flaunted his mistress Tiffany through the kingdom, Sophia was given a brutal ultimatum--
Return only when you carry a son.
She nearly lost her life giving birth to their daughter. But her suffering meant nothing—not to Damien, not to his vicious mother, and certainly not to a pack that saw her as nothing more than disposable breeding stock.
Now, pregnant again, Sophia overhears Damien's callous words:
She can handle the risks better than Tiffany.
In that moment, something in her snaps.
She's done being the obedient Luna.
Done enduring endless humiliation.
Done watching Tiffany poison their daughter's mind and steal the motherhood that should have been hers.
But escaping an Alpha is no easy feat—not when their bond refuses to break… and dark enemies lie in wait, hungry to seize control of her unborn heir.
Will Sophia reclaim her life, her daughter, and the wolf that’s been dormant inside her for far too long?
Or will the man she once loved burn every last thing she holds dear to the ground?

My husband’s long-lost true love returns to our pack celebration—and she’s my twin sister.
For three years, I’ve been the unwanted replacement Luna, married to Alpha Brad after his mate Ariana supposedly died. I endured his coldness and the pack’s contempt in silence.
Then Ariana suddenly came back.
Brad abandoned me at once, doting on her and giving her my place as Luna.
My sister acts weak and hurt in public, but mocks me in private. I found another wolf’s fresh mate mark on her neck—she’s hiding a secret.
When I tried to tell the truth, she faked a fall and framed me.
Brad believed her over me. He forced me to kneel and apologize, threatening me with cruel punishment.
I realize he will never choose me. Now I’m pregnant with his child, and I’ve made up my mind. Tomorrow, I will leave them all behind.

"Please, Lydia, give me a second chance. I swear, let me love you again." "Too late, Nathaniel, I have someone else now."
In a twisted tale of deceit and sacrifice, Lydia Milan, who hid her identity and family, endures a loveless marriage to handsome, wealthy Nathaniel King, who views her only as a blood source for his ailing ex.
Struggling against mistreatment, Lydia Milan finally demands a divorce and leaves the marriage, and that was when Nathaniel King discovered that she was the only daughter of the richest man in the country, whom he had been trying to have an audience with since.
A suspenseful journey unfolds, revealing the complexities of love, betrayal, and redemption in this gripping novel where hidden identities and vengeful schemes entwine in a web of secrets.

Eveyln White was used to living a double life - college student by day at the top of her class, mousy and introverted, and a bombshell stripper by night only known as Eve. Things all come to a head when her bouncer boyfriend, Charlie, angers a patron of the club, who turns out to be one of the most dangerous men in the world, Mafia Boss Antonio Bernoti.

Eveyln White was used to living a double life - college student by day at the top of her class, mousy and introverted, and a bombshell stripper by night only known as Eve. Things all come to a head when her bouncer boyfriend, Charlie, angers a patron of the club, who turns out to be one of the most dangerous men in the world, Mafia Boss Antonio Bernoti.

Shen BoHuai held an unlit cigar between his fingers, his eyes cold as ice.
When his gaze swept over me, there was not a trace of warmth—only bone-deep hatred.
"Ji TangZhou, know your place."
His voice was low and husky, every word cutting clearly into my ears.
"Starting today, you are no longer the adopted daughter doted on by the Shen family. From now on, you’re nothing but a nanny, a servant to wait on LingYi."
My body trembled violently, my fingers clutching tightly at the hem of my clothes.
I lifted my head, eyes red-rimmed, my voice trembling uncontrollably: "Shen BoHuai, you went to so much trouble to find me, just to make me be your and Jiang LingYi’s nanny? What right do you have? What happened back then..."
"Shut up!" Shen BoHuai cut me off sharply, crushing the cigar hard into the ashtray.

It was hard for Charlotte to let go of her best friend, Dalton, the boy she fell in love with since she was nine years old, to make way for her sister, Caroline, who happens to be in love with him too. It was hard for her but in order to make someone happy, even if it meant sacrificing her own, she was willing to let go.

It all happened around her senior year, where she let go of the only thing that mattered to her and after graduation, she moved away with no intention of going back.

Four years later, on her college graduation day, her parents rather demanded her to come home with a reason that shocked her senseless.

The Vane family has carried the vampire's curse for generations. Of every pair of twin sisters born into our bloodline, one will not live to see twenty-five.

Everyone assumed it was my sister — the one always coughing up blood.

Nobody knew that for twenty years, every full moon, the one gritting her teeth through the pain, never making a sound, was me.

The Divine took pity on me and gave me three chances. Win the genuine love of my parents, my brother, or my husband — any one of them — and the curse would lift.

Three chances. Three failures.

The only hope I had left was the baby inside me, seven months along. Bring him into this world, and I'd live.

Then my husband kicked open my hospital room door. My own brother pulled on a surgical gown and picked up a knife. My parents signed the forms outside.

They were going to cut me open, take the last thing keeping me alive, and use it to save my "cursed" sister.

After my life slipped away entirely, the truth came out.

So why is it that the people who sent me to my death are the ones who lost their minds?

My adopted sister, Adriana, hit and injured Hadley Brooks—the prized mistress of Hartwell’s mafia boss, Dario Salvatore—and fled the scene.
Don Salvatore gave us exactly three days. And so, my husband and my parents all turned their eyes to me: Go take the fall for her. You always know how to fix things.
I agreed.
What they didn't know was that on that very same day, my doctor had given me my own deadline: I had, at most, three days left to live.

At the Ultimate Construct Tournament, my roommate beat me to the stage, unveiling the very runic matrix I had just designed in my mind.

When I confronted her about the blatant plagiarism, she burst into tears on the spot.

"You say I stole from you, but do you have even a single sketch to prove it?"

My boyfriend, Richard, sitting right there on the judges' panel, publicly condemned me.

He called me a sore loser and sneered that my vicious slander was absolutely disgusting.

Because the construct existed entirely within my mental sea, I had no physical proof.

I was crucified as a jealous bully, and ultimately, the violent magical backlash tore through me.

Right up until my last breath, I couldn't figure it out: how did she perfectly steal a top-secret construct I had only ever simulated in my mind, without leaving a single trace behind?

When I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn—right back at the start of that very tournament.

Watching my roommate step forward, ready to rush the holographic projector, I clamped a hand around her wrist.

"This time, I'm going first."

To save my cousin from a car accident, my mother, a medical luminary, used me as a "human guinea pig" for twelve years.
When I was twelve, she made me inject myself with three injections of unproven new drugs every week;
when I was fourteen, she directly shoved toxic compounds into my mouth.
When my organs were irreversibly failing and I was vomiting blood in the ICU, she coldly tossed me a payment order:
"Stop pretending to be dead. Immediately kowtow and apologize to your brother, or no hospital will admit you."
As she wished, I was forced to leave the hospital and died at her glamorous new drug launch.
Later, that high-and-mighty mother, obsessed with fame and fortune, knelt for an entire night in a snow-covered fir forest, holding my crudely made urn.
Sadly, I will never forgive her.

Sienna Cole has the perfect life.

She is the girl everyone watches and nobody really knows and she has worked very hard to keep it that way.

Until Jax Reeves walks into Westfield High, He doesn't talk much neither does he even try to impress anyone. And he looks at Sienna like he can see every single thing she is hiding behind her perfect smile.

She is not interested. She says so loudly. Multiple times. To anyone who will listen.

So when her best friend Chloe asks permission to pursue him, Sienna says yes without blinking.

It is the worst decision she has ever made.

Because the moment she watches Jax look at Chloe the way Sienna secretly wanted him to look at her, something inside her snaps clean in half. Now she is lying to her boyfriend, sabotaging her best friend's relationship, and slowly falling apart in front of the only six people in the world she truly loves.

The question is will Sienna finally tell the truth before she loses everything?

When I accepted the Global War Photography Award at the ceremony, a reality TV crew crashed through the velvet ropes, their cameras flashing like strobes at a crime scene.
"Ms. Evelyn Vance!"
The host shoved a microphone in my face. "After twenty years of silence, are you still holding a grudge against your father? Just because he saved the neighbor's orphaned child first and left you in that burning building?"
I looked up, past the blinding lights, toward the figure at the edge of the crowd. Robert Bennett.
He pushed through and stepped forward, his calloused hands trembling as they closed around my cold fingers.
"Nora, Kayla's parents didn't make it out. Under those circumstances, I had to get that newly orphaned child to safety first."
His eyes pleaded with me. "You're my daughter. You understand, don't you?"
I stared at those hands imprisoning mine, then pulled my lips into a cold smile and wrenched free.
"You've got the wrong person," my voice was ice. "There's no Nora here. My name is Evelyn Vance."

Clara Hughs is an orphan who was working in a bar as a waitress where rich men come to pick up girls. She encountered a strange handsome man at the club one night, Ragnor Usiku, who rescued her from trouble with her employer. Everything changed, as Clara Hughs found herself drawn to this man. Will Clara love him the same when she discovers who he is? Will their love bring them peace or will it create obstacles for them? To know more read "Will You Still Love Me The Same"

The most humiliating moment of my early life was when my father drove my mother and me out of our home. From a pampered heiress, I fell to the depths of a bar hostess. It was there that I encountered a man I would never forget for the rest of my life. After a one-night stand, I accepted his proposal—who could refuse someone they had admired for so long?

I thought I'd found redemption, but it turned out the pregnancy was a misdiagnosis! From then on, Raymond offered me nothing but money and sex. In this loveless marriage, I endured five years. Just when I thought my life would remain this way forever, he brought a little boy home.

Watching my stepsister's smug smile, my world crumbled. "Raymond, let's get a divorce!"

It was a rainy night, and I was running wildly down the road, that man chasing relentlessly behind me, a malicious grin carved into his face. Desperately searching for somewhere—anywhere—safe, the brightly lit bookstore not far ahead became my only glimmer of hope.

Then I tripped.

I struggled to scramble back to my feet, but the rain and slick pavement betrayed me, sending me crashing down once more. A sharp pain tore through my knees as the sound of footsteps behind me grew louder, closer. Panic surged. I clawed at the gravel submerged in muddy water, my fingertips just brushing against a sharp-edged stone when a low sigh breathed against my ear.

“You can’t run away.”

I turned my head.

He was already standing before me, rainwater streaming down his twisted face, his eyes gleaming with a crazed, cruel light. Slowly, he knelt down. One hand clamped around my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. A blood-curdling laugh slipped from his lips.

“I’ve finally got you tonight,” he said. “You’ll be mine forever.”

Will Claire survive? Will she escape her attacker’s assault?

This is a novel of extraordinary imagination—step inside and uncover the thrill… and the answer.

Beatrice has never been someone to take things lying down. After being kidnapped by two men and thrown in the back of a car, she's already thinking of ways to make them regret their actions. She soon finds out these men are werewolves, tasked with bringing her to their pack because she’s someone’s fated mate.
Her. A human. Fated to be with a werewolf? That couldn’t be right.
As a human, there's no way she can escape from this mate-thing they are adamant she accept. That is… until she decides to trust the vampire in the packhouse dungeon. With his help, surely they can both escape their fates as prisoners of the Bluemoon Pack.

Life, they say, is not a storybook but life unfolds in chapters; good chapters, bad chapters. What happens when the chapters of Jasmine’s life were not only bad but terrible?


In a world where only the strong gets what they want, and where women are only considered toys, Jasmine, an omega wolf, is thrown into the furnace of life to burn by her mate whom she loved but now loathed.

She was abused day and night, lost countless pregnancies in the hands of her toxic mate, and was used as a mere pleasure toy. Life seemed hopeless, and fate played a quick one when she discovered she was pregnant again.

To protect herself and her baby, she ran away from the pack and ended up in the arms of another Alpha.

What happens when she discovers this Alpha was her second chance mate?

Is she finally going to be happy or has fate tricked her yet again?

The rogues cornered you, their scent tempted you. The first of them shifted back to his human form, with a ripped, muscled body. You follow his lead and shifted back into your human form, offering them your beautiful body on a silver platter, ready to be devoured, no longer having the will to fight the heat.He walked over to you and hungrily pulled your body against his. His erection pressed against your skin. The rest of the rogues shifted into their human form, one looking better than the other. You wanted them all. Their hands and mouths were all over your naked body, licking, touching, grabbing. With one of their faces between your legs, you caught a delicious scent. 'My fated mate is among them,' you thought and opened your eyes.Your eyes met a rogue who was still in his wolf form. He must have just joined. 'MATE,' you felt it rip through your soul as your eyes met his wolf's eyes. He growled and the one light in the dark alley flickered before it popped. The men who were devouring your body let you go as if your skin were burning them. They shifted back to their wolf forms, their heads low, before running away, leaving you alone with the rogue that had just scared them off, your fated mate.‘I am fated to a rogue?’ you asked, unable to speak. Your body needed him to take you as if the other men prepared you just for him.He changed into his human form, but you couldn't really see his face because it was too dark. The moment his body touched yours, you knew no matter what, there would be no parting from him.“Mine,” his husky voice said in your ear...

Alpha Jericho rejected his mate before, but now he was ready to claim what has always belonged to him.


Alpha Jericho has been hiding in the shadows, biding his time, and now he was prepared to reclaim the woman who completely changed his life.

However, while he was away, a shifter he once trusted has taken control of his territory. He rules with fear and corruption, and Aria is standing by his side. To make matters worse, there's a hidden enemy waiting in the wings, but his mate refuses to heed his warnings.

Arabella owed her life to him believing that he’s the reason she didn’t die that night. The night she was ambushed and almost shot. But she never knew it was a perfect set-up by him just to walk his way into her life and ruin her.

For the sins of her father, Conrad married Arabella with the intention to break her and steal her heirloom. At the time Arabella found out the man she married had gambled with her heart, it was too late. Her image was tarnished on the net by a stunt Conrad pulled. Broken and devastated, she badly wanted to divorce Conrad and hurt him back but it was impossible and risky.

Because her only son whom Conrad turned against her, would gladly choose to follow his father in court. Meanwhile, her heirloom was in her son’s name. Therefore she would lose everything to Conrad. Everything was a cross road for Arabella. Everyone was against her, including her best friend who had been having an affair with Conrad.

However in her perilous moment, she never expected to come faced with a man from her past who died to her. The first man who ever hurt her but that same man was the only one who can help crush her husband and claim everything back. Does Arabella let off of resentment and accept Damon’s help?

The night I was reborn, my adoptive brother—Viktor Konstantin, the Don of the Chicago Outfit—was poisoned during a negotiation.

In my past life, I loved him desperately. So when the aphrodisiac took hold and he gasped for me to call Liliya, I made a selfish choice. I stayed. I gave myself to him.

She arrived too late. When she saw us together, she ran. Her plane crashed over the Atlantic that same night.

Viktor married me without a word of blame. Until a turf war when our enemies captured me—seven months pregnant, chained up, beaten bloody. I called him, begging for help through my tears.

His answer shattered me: "You want to live? After killing Liliya? You and that bastard don't deserve to breathe. Go to hell, Eve."

I died in that cell. Our daughter died with me.

Now I'm staring into those same drugged eyes again.

This time, I'm making the call.

The mafia boss chose me as his decoy—a body double for the woman he loves.

Eight years. Three bullets, one car crash, one explosion. The doctor said ten more minutes and I would've died on that operating table when they took my kidney. I gave him a son. He let me play "the boss's wife" in public.

Until he cleared every obstacle for her and decided to marry her.

Her wedding photos replaced mine in the master bedroom. He has her initials tattooed on his arm. When I questioned him, he had his men slap me at a charity gala, forced me to admit "I'm just a stand-in." When I touched her, he took away my custody, declared she was "the true lady of this house."

The punishments got worse. When he threatened to cancel my mother's insurance, I finally learned to shut up.

He pulls me close, whispers in my ear: "She gave up everything for me. Not like you—you were born to take bullets for me."

"Deal with it. She's not replacing you. This is her house now."

Even my son took her side.

"Stop being dramatic! Natalie actually loves us! You're nothing!"

But their pure, innocent Natalie? She unplugged my mother's ventilator while I was locked in the basement. Let his enemies slip poison into my drink during the last job.

When Grayson found me, all he said was: "She's pregnant and emotional. Go rearrange the flowers at the wedding venue."

I wipe the black blood from my lips. Look at him quietly.

"I'm dying."

WARNING!! MATURED CONTENT!!

The heart craves for whatever it wants, Good or bad—

Tiffany had a long time secret Crush on her uncle, who looked more manly and handsome than all the guys she met.

She vows to make him her man, hook or crook. Opportunity presents itself, as her parents suddenly had an urgent business outside the country, and had to travel, leaving her in her uncle's house, for a month.

Things get intense, as her uncle turns out to enjoy her advances towards him, but can't let things go further, because of their relationship.

Will Tiffany be able to finally conquer him or will their relationship be a barrier??

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"I'd much rather have my head between my girlfriends legs than yours."

Life is never kind to the broken.

Then again, aren't we all broken?

I've faced the sexists, the egotistics, the rapists, the catalysts; everyone is an asshole in their own right. Sadly, I'm maxing out on how much more hardship I can take.

Griffin Riley used to be my enemy and the cause of my many headaches but now he seems to be my pain medication that takes the aches away. But nothing good can last forever.

Maybe we'll be the exception. A girl can hope.

But between the stress, high stakes, jealousy, fights, trials, the media, school, life changing scares, and most importantly; Lacrosse, our relationship will be put through the ringer.

I just hope we aren't smushed to death.

"You have yourself convinced you don't want me, but that changes as soon as my head's between your legs."

"Not everything is about sex, no matter how much I like you between my legs."

"Says the girl who sleeps in my arms every night to feel safe."


Danielle Riley has big shoes to fill. Between the expectations imposed by the people in the men's professional hockey world and the unintentional pressures set by her sister in-law, Danny has one goal: become the first woman in the NHL.

For that to happen, everything has to go perfectly but Danny's life is far from perfect. A haunted past and estranged family makes her life hard long before Beckett Sampson comes into play.

With a new captain from a rival college, whom Danny has already crossed one too many lines with, senior year of college just got a lot harder.

One more year until the draft.

One more year until everything comes together or shatters into a million shards of ice.

"I know I'm hot, but keep your legs closed, Mason."


"Fuck you." I panted out at him. His mouth moved to my ear, sending a chill down my spine as he whispered.

"I think the correct phrase is 'fuck me'."


That's what Sylvia Mason and Finn Riley are. After moving to the highschool lacrosse capital of Connecticut to play men's lacrosse, Sylvia is faced with the pain in the ass Captain, Finn Riley. They both hate the very idea of the each other and can't even hold eye contact without making snide remarks. They both want the other gone no matter what but they also have undeniable similarities in their mannerisms. They are sheer opposites but they are also identical.

He was her darkness but also her light.

“What happened?” I ask hoarsely.
“Jane, you’ve had a shock.” The doctor said gently. “You fainted.”
A sense of foreboding slices straight through me.
The physician is smiling now. “You fainted because you’re pregnant.”
WHAT!! I have been divorced for like one month!?


My husband never gives me pleasure. He hasn’t for years now. He seeks nothing but to claim me as roughly and thoroughly as he possibly can - and remind me of my proper place.
This is what I have to look forward to: a lifetime of pain… unless I finally do what I’ve been planning over the last few months, and ask Ethan for a divorce.I didn’t even know it was possible for an omega to leave an Alpha until recently. Legally, we have almost no rights, but I could request a divorce. Now it is the time.


Ethan and Jane were childhood sweethearts. However, he is alpha and she is omega. It was almost impossible for them to be fated mate. Ethan did not give up but chose Jane to be his wife and luna. But Fate sure knows how to run with a bit. This young couple messes up their first marriage by lack of trust. Divorce is easy. But what about finding out you were pregnant after divorce?What if you had quadruplets?

She betrayed him. He destroyed her. And death may not be enough to separate them.

Eve Carter's testimony sent Sean Winters to prison for three years. When he emerged as Wall Street's most ruthless CEO, his vengeance was calculated and complete—seizing custody of the daughter she hid from him and watching her suffer with cold satisfaction.

What Sean doesn't know: Eve was forced to lie by her powerful mayor father. What Eve can't tell him: she's dying of terminal cancer with six months left to live.

Their daughter Grace, a bright-eyed six-year-old with a failing heart, builds fairy houses and whispers to her stuffed animals about the mommy and daddy who never smile together. Her innocent laughter masks the tragic legacy of two broken families.

When Eve takes a knife meant for Sean, his dismissive words cut deeper than the blade: "We're even now."

But nothing is even in a game rigged by fate.

After Eve chooses death over suffering, leaving behind a devastating confession, Sean's world shatters. A year later, still broken and raising their daughter alone, he glimpses honey-blonde hair in a crowd and hears that haunting laugh.

Is Eve defying death itself to reclaim what was stolen? Or will the truth destroy what remains of Sean's sanity when he discovers what really happened six years ago? Read now to find out!

I, alpha Keith Jayson, of the silver moon pack, banished you, Zara Hansom, from the silver moon pack; I never want to see you again."

"Please don't do this to me; it's bad enough that you already rejected me."

"You should leave now; I never want to see your face."


In a pack where the sin of the father always comes back to their children, is the pack, Zara Hansom grew up.
Zara Hansom is the daughter of the pack healer; he was flamed with the death of the alpha of the silver moon pack, thinking if he accepted that he poisoned the alpha, his family would be set free, but no, he had a lot coming, his daughter is to be punished as well, she is going to suffer for the sins of the father and to think she is going to be Punished by the late Alpha ruthless son, her fated mate. Alpha Keith is cruel and heartless. He is bent on punishing the one person that killed his father and his offspring. What will happen next? When Zara found out that her fated mate is the one person that has shown her hell? Will she give him a second chance and have a happy ever after?

"She's dying, can't you be more generous?" That's what my husband said.
So I was generous.
I gave her my husband's time when our daughter was in the ER for an allergic reaction she caused.
I gave her my once-in-a-lifetime concert ticket because "she deserved it more."
I even endured our daughter wishing I would die in her place.
But when he accused me of orchestrating a kidnapping to win his sympathy, I knew my generosity had run out. I threw the divorce papers in his face. He laughed, thinking I couldn't survive without him.
He's about to find out how wrong he is.

"Ember Hart, don't even think about escaping!" Asher growled, his grip tightening ruthlessly on my chin. "It’s only been how long since the rejection? Has your body already forgotten me? Liar."

The sheer, terrifying heat of his massive, vein-ridged length slapped against my face.

"Don't even dream of leaving me, baby. You can only be mine."

——

I’m Ember.

For three years, I’ve been Asher’s Luna.

I always believed I could never warm his heart because he was born cold, distant, and incapable of love.

Then I saw him accompanying Chloe to her prenatal appointments.

For the first time, I watched him treat a woman with such tenderness and care. He noticed every little discomfort, shielded her from every hardship, and couldn’t bear to see her upset for even a second.

That was when I finally understood.

It wasn’t that Asher didn’t know how to love.

He simply didn’t love me.

Heartbroken, I accepted the truth and left the pack, carrying the secret of our child with me.

But when fate brought us together again, Asher stood before me with bloodshot eyes and a shattered voice.

“Ember, I was wrong…”

“Please.”

“Come back to me.”

"Is there a reason why I shouldn't fuck your brains out right now?" he asks and I shudder.
"Nnn... Nooo! I don't have a reason," I stutter.
"Good! I am about to forget you are my princess and fuck you like a slut," he promises as he fucks me.
"I am a slut, only for you," I murmur.


I have always had a crush on my dad's best friend, but he never saw me as a woman. He always referred to me as a child and treated me just like one. Something was off in the air when he looked at me and spoke to me from time to time. I could feel the need in his voice and the fire in his eyes.

So when my parents had to leave for some days and he was asked to take care of me I knew that was the only chance I would ever get at making my feelings known to him and to know whether or not what I saw was real or if I wasn't hallucinating.

The first few nights were tough and he kept off saying I was off limits to him, but what if I am not and he is only trying to send me away because of the lady I saw him kissing the other night?

Abandoned by her adoptive family, she saw through false affection and cut off all past ties without hesitation.
She is the long-lost heiress of the top wealthy family, with countless mysterious hidden identities.
The most powerful man falls in love with her at first sight, and offers endless love and exclusive favor.