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

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

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

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

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

But revenge turned into obsession.
Not hers. His.

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

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

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

"Why? Just why?!" Her lips quivered, as she clenched her chest, "Why can't you reciprocate my feelings? I loved you Riccardo, or was my sincerity a crime?!" She concluded, her gaze casted on the man standing before her, whose face bore no emotion.
Vanessa Rodriguez had always loved Riccardo Gonzalez right from the day she saw him. It was love at first sight. When she got the chance to get married to him, she didn't think twice even though her parents were against it. She thought that it was a chance to finally show Riccardo how much she loved him.
But sadly even after their marriage he couldn't love her back instead after three years of marriage he presented divorce papers for her to sign. With shattered heart, she signs the divorce papers and leaves the country. Five years later, she's back in the country, ready to take over her father's new company, with her twins by her side and they look exactly like her ex husband. The problem now is that Riccardo Gonzalez wants her back!

Kayla is humiliated and rejected by Alpha Derek, her mate, and somehow ends up being framed for the death of the new Luna whom Derek had married. Now, pregnant, rejected, and framed, she goes on the run for her life as Derek begins to hunt for her. As Kayla runs for her dear life, she ends up going across borders where Derek could never step, there, she meets Alpha Caleb, an asexual man who believes he can never be sexually attracted to any woman, or so he thought.
Caleb offers Kayla a contract marriage for a year, and weak Kayla decides to agree to survive the harsh life of the Crescent Pack's law.
What happens when Caleb, an asexual man begins to fall in love with Kayla?

"Sign it or go to jail."
"I'm done with this marriage. I already got what I wanted, so you're no longer needed."
Dale Beldson said it calmly, without guilt, as if ending our marriage meant nothing.
In that moment, Chloe Dave finally understood the truth. To him, she had never been important.
With tears in her eyes, she signed the divorce papers and walked away from the life she once fought so hard to keep.
She left his house, his family, and the illusion of love behind.
But she made herself a promise. One day, she would come back stronger. She would become someone no one could ignore again.
Chloe once believed marrying Dale was the happiest moment of her life. He was powerful, admired, and the man she had loved for years.
That belief did not last.
Her marriage turned cold, her husband distant, and his family never accepted her. Still, she held on, hoping there was at least a small place for her in his heart.
Everything fell apart when she was framed by Nora, his closest friend. She was accused of crimes she did not commit, yet Dale chose to believe another woman over his own wife.
That was when Chloe stopped hoping.
When she returns, she will not be the same woman he cast aside.
And this time, she will be the one walking away while he watches.

Alpha Zadok is a ruthless Alpha and King of the Roman pack. After a betrayal from the witches that saw to the killing of his parents and close extermination of his people, he retaliates and eradicates the entire witch clan in his territory.

After the extermination, he is met with the cruel reality of the fact that he has been placed with a curse that hinders him from sensing his mate.

When an unsuspecting and powerless witch gets teleported to the wrong location and kills a wolf in her wake, Zadok is breathing fire and ready to kill.

What happens when he finds out she just might be the salvation of his pack, and ultimately, his mate?


Ithra is a powerless witch from the Celts clan of witches. When her coven and home is threatened by a hole in the forcefield that protects her people from the underworld, she must embark on a journey to save her clan.

A spell gone wrong lands her into the wrong location, and eventual trouble at the hands of a ruthless Alpha. With a goal to save her community, and a destiny she cannot avoid, what happens when she falls in love with the greatest enemy of her kind?

"Please doctor, please fuck me please," Ann begged. Her hands were handcuffed below her knee which made her legs hang up in the air.

"Please touch me, doctor, please touch me down there doctor it hurts so bad..." Ann tried touching her pussy but the handcuff around her wrist was avoiding her.
"Are you sure you want me to touch you?" Marcus asked in a raspy voice.
"Touch me please...touch me...I want your fingers in my fucking hoe," Ann screamed loud in a quavering voice.

"You asked for this," Marcus said as he slide his two fingers into his mouth, wetting it with his saliva before bringing it out.
I am Ann. A sex maniac. I mean, I love having sex. And I am a fan of one-night stands.

My parents and ex-boyfriend think I am cursed but my body is just highly sensitive.

It was all fun to me but I got to thinking that, they might be right. So my best friend, Silver, introduced someone to me—A sex doctor.

She says he is my last hope.

My question is, am I really cursed? Can a sex doctor help me stop being a sex maniac?

Well flip through these pages and read the story of my life."

Alpha Claude had been a fool to reject Jesse. This he knew, for after all those years, the bond couldn’t successfully break. He had never wished to have a man as his mate for Moon Goddess’ sakes! But fate knew better, and in the eyes of confrontation, he had been a coward.
Now, fate drives them to meet again, this time on opposite sides, and a new obstacle is placed before him. But he doesn’t care: Claude is determined to get Jesse back, no matter how.

Jesse never wanted to face Claude again: the stoic Alpha was cold as ice and had shown his true colors when he rejected him, humiliating him in the worst of ways. Now a powerful rogue, Jesse is forced to meet Claude for the sake of the people under his protection. He cannot let them down, so he must swallow his pride. But what happens when Claude is revealed to have an agenda? Could Jesse ever trust Claude again?

Blurb

He made her eat lunch on the floor.
She swore she’d never look at him again.
But when Ryan Blackwood saves Eileen from a nightmare she can’t escape, their cruel game turns into something darker—something neither of them can control.

They called him the devil of Cambridge High.
She was the quiet girl who sat too close to him.

When Eileen Marlowe agreed to take her sister’s place in an exam, she never imagined it would destroy her life.
A single seat next to Ryan Blackwood — the school’s golden rebel with cold green eyes and a cruel smile, changes everything.

He humiliated her. Controlled her. Broke her.
And yet, behind his sadistic games, there was something else, something raw and aching that pulled her closer.

Ryan says he wants to ruin her.
Eileen isn’t sure if she wants to escape… or understand the darkness behind his eyes.

But when her secret is threatened, her home is lost, and her name dragged through blood and betrayal, the line between hate and desire blurs.
In a world where love feels like punishment and kindness can kill, Eileen will learn that sometimes the most dangerous hearts are the ones that try to protect you.

He was her tormentor.
He became her savior.
Now he might be her ruin.

SYNOPSIS

CHARLOTTE

I came to my brother's town looking for peace. What I found was trouble on a dark road, a pack I didn't know existed, and a man who looked at me like he already knew something about me that I didn't.

His name is Dorian. The Alpha.

He is cold, impossible, and impossible to ignore. Every time I think I have figured him out he does something that unravels everything. I came here to finish my degree and get my head straight. Not for this.

But something is happening to me that I cannot explain. And something tells me the answers are closer than I think.

DORIAN

She has been in my town less than two weeks. She is completely off limits.

I know all of this.

My wolf does not care.

I have spent three years building walls around myself and she walked through every single one without even trying. I cannot claim her. I cannot want her. There are too many reasons and not one of them is working.

But there is something circling her that she cannot see yet. And whether it costs me everything or not, I am not going to stand aside and let it reach her.

She thinks I am cold. She thinks I do not care.

She has no idea.

She married him out of desperation, becoming the perfect docile wife while he treated her like dirt beneath his shoes. But everything shattered the night she overheard him mocking her with his friends-and discovered the necklace she'd cherished, her only link to the boy who once saved her life, didn't even belong to him.
It was all a lie.

No longer the doormat he married, she discards her fake identity and reclaims her birthright as the hidden heiress of Salvadore City. Now she's on a mission: find the necklace's true owner among his circle of friends, no matter how many hearts she has to break along the way.

But her husband isn't ready to let go. Convinced she's playing games to make him jealous, he's blindsided when divorce papers land in his hands. By the time he realizes the woman he dismissed was never who he thought she was, she's already moved on-living her truth, chasing her destiny, and leaving him choking on regret.

Some cages, once opened, can never be closed again.

NOVEL ONLY FOR 18+ AGEIf you are not into Adult and Mature Werewolf/Hot Erotica then please don't open this book.
They began by deceiving each other.
The girl was an Alpha with superb healing powers, yet she had to become the most humble slave.
He is the Alpha heir of the most powerful wolf pack, yet he is willing to be an ordinary assistant by her side.
He opened his arms and wanted to welcome the one he loved so much. However, the girl plunges her dagger into the heart of her enemy, and she has to get back what belongs to her.

Nadia's fate was sealed the moment she was born. She was born in the courtesan community, which solely existed to please the king and other royalties in the palace. Her family loved their profession and the riches that they amassed from their kinky exploits. Nadia, however, yearned for a normal life with a simple guy, growing vegetables and cooking gourmet delicacies, being the foodie she was.

Ian was the young Prince of a powerful kingdom who was popular for two things: his conquests on the battlefield and those in the bed. He was proud of his ability to turn any woman into a sex addict, that is until he met Nadia.

Amelia Reed thought marriage was supposed to mean love. Instead, her wedding vows bind her to Damian Blackwood, the cold, calculating heir of a billionaire dynasty. For him, their union is nothing more than a strategy: a contract signed in silk and diamonds, where her role is to smile for cameras and warm his bed at night.
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‎But what happens when a woman starving for affection finds it in the one man she should never want? Adrian Blackwood, Damian’s younger brother, offers her the kindness and attention she never knew she craved. His presence is a dangerous comfort, his touch a spark that could burn everything down.
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‎How long can Amelia balance loyalty and desire before the truth shatters her world?
‎What will happen when Damian, powerful, ruthless, and possessive, realizes that his perfect wife may belong to someone else?
‎And in a family built on control and betrayal, can a forbidden love ever survive the weight of shattered vows?

When seventeen-year-old Alora Mitchell's first shift reveals a blood-red wolf, she discovers she's inherited an ancient curse. Blood wolves are feared creatures, said to bring death to their mates and destruction to their packs.
Worse, her transformation triggers unprecedented heat cycles that threaten to expose her true nature. To protect her from the approaching Seekers – wolves who hunt anomalies within their kind – her parents make an impossible choice: giving her to the notorious Alpha Alexander Stone as a "wolf less" slave. Known as the Beast of the Northwest, Stone has a reputation for breaking even the strongest wolves.
But as Alora struggles to hide both her true nature and her growing heat cycles within his territory, she discovers the Alpha's own secret.
When rival packs threaten war over rumors of a blood wolf's existence, Alora must choose between keeping her deadly secret and saving the ruthless Alpha who's unknowingly claimed not just her body, but her wolf's submission.

Lexi Rose is a girl that left home at a very tender age with the aspirations to make it big in the City. She desired all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she lacked as a child. With a family that has shunned her, she navigates her way through life, looking for that one thing she lacks…the perfect man on her side.

Lucas Lucero is a ruthless Mafia Boss designed to drive any woman to the heights of seven sensations of pleasure. With abs that flex as he moves, he is elegant yet the most powerful man in the state. With a rather bad reputation on his side, he will break your heart if you ever find yourself on his side.

But Lucas dangles his finger in everything that brings danger and is for certain forbidden. Yet, his paths cross with Lexi, and from the minute they make eye contact, he is captivated.

Though Lexi is different from most of the girls he is used to occupying himself with. She is Bipolar, which makes her life wild and unpredictable, and practically uncontrollable most of the time.

Yet, Lucas has the determination to tame her and let her take her rightful place by his side.

Will Lucas and Lexi be able to survive a relationship that will be nothing but a rollercoaster ride?

Can he understand the woman behind the disease and love her for who she is deep in her heart?

She saved him… and paid the price.
Kastura Reed is just a medical student, living in the shadows of a world she doesn’t belong to. When a near-fatal attack throws her into the path of Don Alpha Alessio Draven, the ruthless, dangerous first son of the feared Draven family, her life spirals into chaos.
Alessio cannot forget her, the omega who dared to defy fate and save a man everyone else thought untouchable. But Alessio is not a man who lets go.
Dragged into a world of power, obsession, and desire, Kastura must navigate a line between survival and surrender.
With Alessio claiming her as his… and his fiancée, and the secrets of his world closing in, she soon realizes that love and danger are not avoidable, and one wrong move could cost her everything.
Will she resist the man who controls her fate… or become the one thing Alessio can never live without?

His Contract Wife, Her Hidden Revenge is a gripping billionaire romance filled with secrets, betrayal, and emotional conflict.

Aria Monroe enters a cold contract marriage with Adrian Kane, a powerful and emotionally distant CEO, believing it is only a transaction. To the world, she is just a substitute wife in a high-class arrangement, but beneath her quiet obedience lies a dangerous truth—she is there for revenge.

Adrian Kane is not an ordinary billionaire. He is ruthless in business, controlled in emotions, and feared by many. Yet, his carefully built world begins to crack when Aria enters his life. What starts as a strict contract soon becomes a battlefield of hidden motives, painful memories, and unexpected emotions.

As Aria uncovers secrets about her past and her mother’s mysterious death, she realizes that the Kane family may be more connected to her pain than she ever imagined. At the same time, Adrian begins to feel something he never planned for—attachment.

Between love and revenge, trust and betrayal, both are forced into a dangerous emotional war that could destroy them or heal their deepest wounds.

This is a story of love born from lies, revenge hidden behind silence, and a contract that was never meant to become real.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I received a bouquet of red roses from my husband He Yu.

The card was filled with sweet nothings I hadn’t heard in a long time, and it invited me to dinner at Cloud Mist Restaurant.

That morning, he had called to tell me he had an emergency meeting at night and couldn’t come home.

So his so-called overtime was just a surprise for me.

I happily brought the flowers to my nose, but the next second I couldn’t stop sneezing five times in a row, my nose turning red and itchy at once. I’m severely allergic to roses, and I’d told He Yu that countless times.

I rubbed my nose and smiled awkwardly at the delivery driver: “Sorry, I’m allergic to roses. My husband must have forgotten in his rush.”

The delivery driver froze for a moment, then hurriedly pulled out a cake and another bouquet of champagne roses from his insulated box: “I’m so sorry, ma’am. This is yours. There were two orders under the same phone number—I didn’t check clearly earlier.”

Two orders, one phone number.

I stood frozen, all the blood in my body turning cold in an instant.

I closed the door, my hands shaking as I dialed Cloud Mist Restaurant, my voice trembling: “Hello, do you have any tables left for Mr. He Yu’s usual spot?”

“Sorry, miss. Mr. He booked our top-floor viewing seat a week in advance. There are no tables left for tonight.”

A chill crawled up my spine. I looked down at the stretch marks still fading on my belly, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomach—where our baby was growing.

I grabbed my coat, slammed the door shut, and took a taxi straight to Cloud Mist Restaurant.

He Yu, if you dare betray me, you can forget about keeping that CEO position!

The night Julian went public with the new cheer captain, everyone expected me to crash the party and completely lose my mind.

But the confession ended, and I never showed up.

What Julian didn't know was that at that exact moment, I was wearing his cousin's oversized shirt, sitting on the edge of his mattress, asking with perfect innocence:

"I just got your sheets wet. Where are we supposed to sleep tonight?"

At the school's field day, my six-year-old son pointed straight at me and shouted for everyone to hear, "I'd rather be alone than with her! She's the worst mom in the world!"
He hated that I couldn't afford expensive toys, hated that we lived in a tiny apartment, hated that I was just a useless woman.
Then he turned and ran straight into the arms of the woman who destroyed my family, calling her name in the sweetest voice, just because she handed him an ice cream.
My ex-husband leaned against his luxury car, sneering, "Nora, if you admit you were wrong, I'll let you come back. We can get married again."
Looking at their smug faces, I finally let go of the hands I'd been gripping tightly for four years.
"All right," I said, smiling as I signed away custody, "Since you two love each other so much, I hope you and your perfect little family enjoy every minute together."
They thought I was playing hard to get, but they had no idea—this time, I really meant it.

Landon Rhodes and I grew up together, both dreaming of becoming top chefs. But I knew he was the one with a palate kissed by God.

So when Rowan Stone, this street-rat punk, got her claws into him, I took the drinks, the smoke, the slaps for him. When he wanted to skip the National Young Chefs Competition to stay with her drunk ass, I dragged him back to the culinary lab.

He won the championship, got recruited by a three-star Michelin restaurant, graduated and made millions. I became the most invisible prep cook in his kitchen.

Until Rowan wrapped her car around a pole during one of her episodes, and he lured me into a basement.

"This is all your fault! If you'd minded your own damn business, she'd still be alive!"

His foot came down on my right hand. Bones cracking. My fingers ground to pulp.

All those 5 AM trips to the fish market for him. All those nights watching stock simmer for forty-eight hours straight. All the praise he soaked up at final practicals. My sacrifices, and all I got in return was his hatred.

"These worthless hands that can only cut vegetables deserve to rot in the ground with her."

The pain swallowed me whole.

When I wake up again, I'm back to that afternoon when he said he was going to the bar to find her.

This time, I won't stop him.

I bought a handsome, aloof incubus from a clearance sale online to be my live-in maid.
For a week, he was perfect. Then he started fainting, his skin burning with a fever no amount of rest could fix. Panicked that I’d somehow overworked my best employee, I called the 24/7 Aphrodisiac (companyI bought him from) helpline.

Ma’am, our incubus models have a demonic lineage and you have got a high-output model. They have near-infinite stamina. They don't get 'feverish' from vacuuming. But... why did you have him doing 'housework'?"
"Because the house was dirty?"
The agent suddenly chuckled. "Ah, I see. Everyone has their own fantasies and kinks. Roleplay is very popular. But tell me, according to the log, when was the last time Xanthos received physical intimacy?"
"Huh?"
"Physical intimacy," the agent repeated. "Love, spoiling, skin-to-skin contact. If a male incubus doesn't get intimacy, his internal energy stagnates. They fall sick. Male models are much higher maintenance than females; they need constant affection to stay healthy."
My blood ran cold. "Affection? I bought him to mop the floors!"
"Ma'am," the agent's voice dropped. "You are on Aphrodisiac. We are the world's leading provider of supernatural escorts. Did you... did you not read the site description?"

Turns out, I hadn’t bought a demonic domestic servant.
I’d accidentally purchased a high-maintenance supernatural escort.
And apparently, if I didn’t start showing my “maid” some affection soon, he would die and I would be jailed for abusing my maid.

“You were never meant for him,” his voice was a dark promise, his fingers tilting my chin up. “You were meant for me.”

Elara spent her entire life as a human outsider in a world ruled by supernatural beings. When she discovers that she is the fated mate of Rael, the ruthless and possessive heir to the supernatural elite, she is thrust into a dangerous world of power, blood, and betrayal. Bound to him by an unbreakable force, she struggles to resist the pull of their connection.
But Rael isn’t the only one who wants her.
There’s another—Kian, a rebel in the shadows, a man who stands against everything Rael represents. Mysterious, defiant, and fiercely protective, he offers her a different kind of freedom. A choice. A love that isn’t bound by fate but by desire.
With war brewing between the supernatural elite and the rebellion, Elara is caught between two powerful men—one who claims her by destiny and one who challenges her to defy it.
But in a world where love can be a weapon, and loyalty is a dangerous game, the real question isn’t who she will choose.
It’s whether she will survive long enough to make that choice.

I felt my life begin to flash in front of my eyes as Gerald squeezed my neck harder and harder. For someone his age, he sure was strong. I was gasping for air, trying to find the words that he wanted me to say but not having enough oxygen to say them out loud.

“C-can’t breath,” the words finally escaped my mouth as I clawed at his fingers wrapped around my neck to let me go.

He slowly eased his hold on my neck just enough that I could make coherent sentences. “That should be enough for the little pet to answer my questions and leave a mark for my son to see.”

“I don’t know where or who I am other than my name and the fact I am a wolf shifter,” the words left my mouth. “I didn’t know anything about being a wolf shifter until I met Aidan and he taught me everything I know. I-I have no family and he insisted I come back with him. I swear I didn’t do anything to him.”

A sinister laugh escaped Gerald’s lips which were so close to my ear, his minty breath fanning my neck. “Of course, no one can fool Aidan and he’s not one to show mercy or pity to a stray which leaves me to wonder just what it is about you that made him make the choices he’s made.”

“He said something about me being his mate.”

The fate of the Lycans hangs in the balance and only one lycan can save them.

Waking up alone, naked and covered with blood, Jemila has no recollection of who or what she is, much less any knowledge of the Lycan community.

But after meeting Aidan, she's thrown into a world unknown and learns secrets of a prophecy that will break the Lycans forever if their saviour doesn't appear soon. But why then does she keep having dreams of the end of a community she's come to accept while trying to remember who she is? Is she the key to everything? The saviour the prophecy spoke of?

With jealousy thrown into the mix, will Jemila be able to remember who she is before everything crumbles and turns into another forklore?

"Call me brother," he whispered, pressing me against the wall, his erection hard against my stomach.
For twelve years, we played this dangerous game. By day, I was his obedient foster sister. By night, I was his obsession.
He never went all the way—saving me for marriage, he claimed—but he did everything else. His fingers knew every wet corner of my body. His mouth had tasted my pleasure a thousand times. He groomed me to be the perfect toy for his bed.
"You're mine, Julie. Only mine."
But then Lena came back.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was locked. Suddenly, I heard her screams of pleasure instead of mine.
He didn't touch me anymore. He looked at me with cold, dead eyes and said, "You're just a sister. Stop acting like a jealous lover."
He threw away twelve years of intimacy for a fresh body.
I packed my bags, leaving behind the lingerie he bought me, the toys we used.
When he finally realized Lena was a fake, he came running back, eyes wild, wanting to claim what he thought was still his property.
"Spread your legs for me, Julie," he begged, reaching for me.
I slapped his hand away. "Go fuck your sister, Daniel. I'm done."

When my own father pinned me against the reef and ripped my scales off one by one, my sister buried herself in my fiancé's arms and cried. "Don't blame my sister. She was born worthless."
Right there in front of everyone, they decided to offer me to the Sea God as a sacrifice. They couldn't even be bothered to send anyone to see me off.
But when I was dragged, half-dead, into the black prison, what came for me wasn't death.
It was the Sea God himself.
He wiped the blood from my tail and said, "Good. Let them keep piling on their sins. I'll make them drop to their knees and beg for your forgiveness."

Jace is a wanted criminal. Out of sheer luck or fate, as most people would say, he landed a job as a household manager—a position that didn't require a background check, which felt like a miracle. However, he soon finds himself drawn to the quadruplet bosses he serves.

Damon, Peter, Jacob, and Garrett were the first quadruplets in the Bloodlust Pack to survive. Before their birth, quadruplets were seen as abominations and were to be killed immediately after birth. It was only because their mother, the Luna, and their father, the Alpha, had tried for years to have a child but to no avail that they were allowed to live. This brought about mixed feelings among the members of the pack, especially the elders.

The quadruplets lived their lives trying to prove to everyone that they weren't abominations. For every good deed other members of the pack accomplished, they had to do ten times more to gain acceptance.

What happens when they discover that they have a mate, and not just any mate, but a human male mate?! Will they accept him? Remember, they are already hanging by a thread in their quest for full acceptance into their pack. Will being gay jeopardize all their years of hard work?

What about Jace? He is a victim of abuse but somehow was convicted of murder. Is he in the right mental state to fall in love?

Let’s say he eventually does fall for the quadruplets—will he accept them, knowing they are werewolves? Even if he does accept the fact that they are werewolves, who will he choose to mate with?

If the quadruplets accept Jace, what comes next? Can they fight against their pack for his sake?

“I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured.

“First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against her ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.”

“Mmm, sounds good so far,” she murmured.

“Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.”

She shivered uncontrollably, her mind exploding with the images he evoked. She let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of her ear into his mouth. God, she could cum with just his words. She was already aching with need. Her nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. Her clit pulsed and twitched between her legs until she clamped her thighs together to alleviate the burn.

“And then I’m going to fk your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to fk that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass.
Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

Amber Weys is a 17 year old girl with prominent curves and it is well known that during adolescence boys are usually very hard, bullying is more serious every day leading Amber almost to madness, one of the main perpetrators of her bullying is Adam Raymond an important player of the school, acclaimed by all and envied by others.
But his life is not perfect, he was abandoned by his parents which led him to depression, fortunately he received help from the person he least expected, making them both live that first teenage love, but sometimes life takes unexpected turns.

Ivy Smith is forced to marry Victor Blackwood, a ruthless and cunning man, due to a business agreement between their families. Despite her initial resistance, Ivy tries to make the best of the situation, but Victor's true nature soon reveals itself. He's cruel, manipulative, and has a hidden agenda. Ivy's brothers, Ethan, Lucas, and Julian, are fiercely protective of her, but they're also bound by the agreement. As Ivy navigates her new reality, she must find a way to survive Victor's abuse and manipulation while plotting her escape and revenge. The story is a dark, twisted tale of love, family, and power, with Ivy at its center, fighting for her freedom and her life.

We were ambushed by rogue wolves and chased all the way to the cliff's edge.
Caleb—my mate, Alpha of Ravenrock Pack—was covered in blood, barely strong enough to carry one person across the chasm.
Forced by the alliance marriage between our packs, he ultimately chose me.
Laura was left behind. The feral rogues tore her apart, piece by piece. They didn't even leave a body.
Three days later, Caleb acted as if nothing had happened and completed our mating ceremony on schedule.
After the wedding, he stripped me of every dignity of my position as Luna. He treated me like a prisoner, a punching bag for his rage, making me pay for Laura's brutal death.
When I learned that my entire pack had been slaughtered, I was locked in a freezing dungeon, wanting nothing more than release.
I used the last of my strength to rip apart our mate bond. But Caleb, driven completely mad, tore me to pieces with his own hands.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day of the rogue attack.
This time, I chose to step back and give the one he truly loved a chance to survive.

I never expected to be branded a “fake heiress” and a “scheming bitch” on my own wedding anniversary.
“Did you really think we’d never find out you faked the DNA test?” My mother’s voice cut like a blade. “You’ve been impersonating our real daughter all along.”
The irony was suffocating. They were the ones who stormed into my peaceful life, insisting that I was their long-lost child—no proof needed. And now they dared to call me the fraud.
“Since Camille has finally returned to where she belongs,” my father declared coldly, “it’s time for you to crawl back into whatever shadow you came from.”
Then came the final blow. My husband of five years didn’t even hesitate.
“I’ll have the divorce papers drawn up immediately. Don’t make this difficult, Mirena. You were never meant to be my wife.”
Overnight, I was discarded. The scandal of the city. The woman who stole a life that was never hers.
But they forgot one thing: I never needed them.
Before I was George Ashton’s wife, I was Mirena Sterling—the Investment Queen. The woman who broke Wall Street records before she turned twenty-five. A racing champion. A tech prodigy.
I walked away from all of it. Gave up my empire. My crown. My name. All for a man who threw me away like garbage the moment someone “better” came along.
Big mistake.
On the night they cast me out, soaking wet and humiliated, I ran into the last person I ever wanted to see.
“Look at you now, Mirena,” Alexander Pierce murmured, watching me with those piercing eyes. “The woman who once ruled the financial world. Reduced to this.” He tilted his head. “And for what? Love?” A dark laugh. “Pathetic.”
My former rival. The man who spent years trying to beat me—and never once succeeded. Now he stood before me, a Wall Street titan, watching my downfall with hungry satisfaction.
He thought he’d seen the last of me.
He was wrong.
The game was simple now: drop the dead weight, reclaim what’s mine, and remind everyone why they feared my name.
Within months, I was back. Every market moved when I breathed. Every headline screamed my return. The Sterlings came crawling, begging for mercy they’d never shown me. And George? He watched in horror as I bought his most prized company without blinking.
The divorce he’d so eagerly signed? His greatest regret.
“Mirena, please,” he begged, groveling at my feet. “Give me another chance.”
I didn’t even look at him. “Sorry, darling. I don’t recycle trash.”
But what I didn’t expect was him.
Alexander Pierce dropped to one knee in front of me—the man who had once mocked my fall, now looking up with something raw and undisguised in his crimson gaze.
“I knew you’d take back everything they stole,” he said, voice low. “Now…” A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “Take me too.”

The doctors gave me three days. And my husband Donald used that time to beg me to give my uterus to Hailey, the "sister" I'd rescued from the streets.
"Her need is greater," he said.
So I smiled and signed over the design empire I'd spent fifteen years building to the girl who once shivered in my doorway.
My daughter Flora curled in Hailey's lap. "I love Hailey Mommy best!"
I nodded. "Be good for Mommy Hailey."
My parents squeezed Hailey's hands. "Sometimes, she feels more like a daughter to us than you ever did."
Even Donald looked at me with soft eyes. "This is the Audrey I always hoped you could be."
Dying, I had finally become their perfect woman—quiet, generous, and uncomplaining.
With the clock ticking down, I stitched the final thread into a wedding gown. Let them have their perfect ending. They'll discover, when the last breath leaves my body, that some gifts are curses in disguise.
Was it a devoted wife's final sacrifice... or a dead woman's ultimate revenge? The answer will unravel in the silence after my heart stops.

There had been a prophecy told
for generations. It was common knowledge among all supernatural beings, whether they were good or evil. This prophecy was also known among the gods, titans, and demigods.
A runt wolf would meet her beloved and start one of the worst wars the supernatural world would ever see. The runt wolf would need to do everything she could to defeat the titan, Atlas.
Will she be able to overcome the challenges and defeat Atlas?
Or will Atlas win and bring the gods to their knees, ruling over the world as he had desperately wanted to do for eons?

Adam Blake travelled into the future over two thousand years later in the era of great interstellar development and became a small, down-on-his-luck lord of a planet in the Milky Way Galaxy. He activated the pirate system, and from then on became a pirate lord who made people scared. A certain Baron, ‘What! That madman came to my territory and looted the natural ingredients again!' A certain Viscount, ‘Bastard!...

I came across a viral local post while scrolling through my phone.

LIVE: My fiancée is cheating on me. I’m in her house right now. Should I end her for good?

When I tapped into the post, what I read made the blood in my veins turn to ice in an instant.

I put a monitoring app on her phone. I’ve been listening for almost two weeks, and every single day she’s on the line with some random guy, flirting and talking dirty. She says yes to marrying me to my face, but she’s been cuckolding me behind my back. Tell me, bros—does this bitch deserve to die?

The comment section below had completely spiraled out of control. Hundreds of replies were all outright egging him on, not a single person telling him to stop. Every line oozed with the vicious glee of people who lived for drama and cared nothing for the consequences.

Hell yeah she does. You got cucked this hard, why keep her around?
Bro, stop all talk and no action. Go live, we’ll send you gifts. Rape her first, then kill her if you’ve got the balls.
You in Haicheng? Drop the address. Me and the boys will come over and help you out. My fists are itching for a fight anyway.
Pfft, and I thought you were tough. You’re already in her house and still dragging your feet? I bet you don’t even have the guts to kill a dog.

My fingers were shaking violently. Driven by a sick, twisting dread, I tapped into the poster’s profile—and with just one glance, every hair on my body stood on end.

This account belonged to Xiao Ming, the blind date my relatives had forced on me when I went home for the Lunar New Year.

His entire profile was filled with posts about me, spanning a full two weeks, starting the very day we’d met for that blind date.

He’d taken secret photos of me, paired with captions full of disgusting, delusional ramblings:

My fiancée went on a date with me today. She wore a white blouse with the neckline open so low, it’s obvious she was trying to seduce me.
She told me she works the front desk at a hotel. That’s her way of hinting I should take her to a room for the night. All women say one thing and mean another.
She says she has a boyfriend, but it’s just playing hard to get. She’s been dying to marry me this whole time.

But I’d said it loud and clear, right in front of the matchmaker, on the very day of that blind date: I’d been in a committed relationship with my boyfriend for three years.

That blind date was nothing more than a way to appease my family. I’d been polite but distant the entire time, and I hadn’t even accepted a single glass of water from him.

As for that nonsense about a hotel room? It was complete and utter garbage. I’d only casually mentioned that my job was working the front desk at a hotel, nothing more.

Just as a bone-deep chill washed over me, the post refreshed. A new line had been added to the main post, timestamped just three seconds earlier:

Truth is, I’m hiding in her house right now. She’s lying in bed scrolling through her phone, and she has no idea she’s already dead meat.

The very second that line finished loading, a clear, soft rustle of fabric came from the wardrobe right behind me.

“Don’t move.” His voice is low, commanding, and my body obeys before my mind can even process it.
I'm pressed against the cold marble wall of the palace, his hands traces my thigh, my body heated up in desire or fear, I can’t tell.
“Tell me you want this,” he murmurs, pressing his hardened cock against my pulsing center,
“Tell me you crave me Aria,” his lips brushes my ears.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you till the entire of Olympus hear you moan my name.” he nibbles on my ear.
I bite back a gasp, because yes, I want him. I want him in ways I shouldn't, in ways that terrify me.

Aria Hale was never meant for the underworld and she hated the king of the underworld more than anything.
After Aria is betrayed by her sister and fiance, She finds herself in the underworld and soul-bound to Hades… the god of death, danger and impossible desire. He's commanding, possessive and devastatingly handsome, with powers that makes her ache and his dominance that ignites a sudden fire inside of her that she can’t seem to control.
Although enemies at first sight, they are forced into a marriage that pushes her limit and in turn she challenges the control of Hades. In those stolen electric moments, their desire becomes impossible to resist.
But Aria is not done. Thrust back into earth by a mysterious shadow that she strikes a blood oath with. She comes back to earth for revenge against those who betrayed her and stop their plans before it happens.
But the underworld is bubbling and she is more dangerous than Hades expected….Far more dangerous.
Will Aria give into the passionate love between her and Hades or will she risk everything for her revenge and power?

Mandy's emotions ignite when she meets Jason, her brother-in-law. Amid a whirlwind of feelings, she finds herself trapped in an emotional dilemma, forced to choose between love and the burning desire that consumes her.

"The clocks stopped at 12:01 AM and a burning sigil carved itself into my spine. That's when they came for me."

Thalira Moonwhisper thought she was ordinary—until her seventeenth birthday, when two men in dark cloaks appeared at her door.

"It's time. You're coming with us."

At Duskmoor Academy, four impossibly beautiful boys claim they've been waiting fifty years for her return.

"You've died four times and each time we failed to save you."

But Thalira doesn't remember dying. She doesn't remember them. Doesn't remember the ancient power inside her that can bend time itself.

Then her twin sister Luna arrives with a desperate warning:

"A serial killer is hunting our pack and he's been watching us since we were children."

The killer knows what Thalira really is. And he's not working alone.

"I've been waiting for you little phoenix. Your father sends his regards."

Four deaths. Four soul-bound boys. One twin she never knew. And an ancient prophecy that says the Moonwhisper sisters will either save the world or watch it burn.

"You're not just a Phoenix Soul Thalira. You're the weapon that ends everything."

Sometimes the person you're destined to save is yourself.

"I fell in love with a stranger. I didn't know he was my brother."
When I first saw Victor, I didn't see a sibling. I saw a man who set my skin on fire. I saw a pair of dark eyes that reflected my own soul. Our attraction wasn't just a choice—it was a gravity I couldn't escape. For weeks, we existed in a fever dream of late nights and whispered promises, building a future on a foundation I never knew was forbidden.
Then the truth came out. One old photograph, a single name, and my world shattered.
Now, the touch that felt like heaven feels like a sin. But how do you stop your heart from beating for the one person you were never supposed to touch?

He was supposed to marry another woman…
But he fell in love with a small-town coffee girl instead.
And then he forgot her.


Ryan Callahan has everything—wealth, power, and a future already decided for him. When his ruthless father orders him into a strategic marriage, Ryan rebels… until a devastating car crash wipes his memory clean.

Stranded in a quiet town, he’s taken in by Lilia—a warm, stubborn coffee shop waitress who knows nothing about the empire he comes from. As she nurses him back to health, sparks ignite, walls fall, and Ryan finds something he’s never had before: real love.

But just as he chooses her… his memories return.

Torn between duty and desire, Ryan is dragged back into his gilded cage—forced to prepare for a loveless wedding while his heart remains with the girl he can’t forget. When his father forbids the match, Ryan must make a choice that will cost him everything.

On the day of his wedding, he stops the ceremony.

He chooses her.

But when he returns to find Lilia…

She’s gone.

No goodbye.
No trace.
Just the echo of a love he destroyed.

Now, with nothing left but regret and a promise he refuses to break, Ryan will cross every line, burn every bridge—just to find the woman who saved him… and the love he almost lost forever.

In my previous life, my assistant—whom I treated like a little sister—personally handed me a cup of poisoned honey lemon water that destroyed my career.

The man I loved with all my heart ran off with every penny I had.

I died like a stray dog on the streets, with no one to claim my body.

Meanwhile, those two backstabbers took my money, sang my songs, and basked in the spotlight while thousands of fans cheered them on.

I died with so much resentment in my heart.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at that exact moment—when my assistant was handing me that poisoned honey lemon water.

This time, I was determined to make them pay the price!

In my past life, we were camping in the wilderness area of a state park when my best friend handed out "lucky charms" to the whole group. Charms she'd secretly packed full of wildlife attractant.

A wild boar knocked me to the ground outside the cabin door. Its tusks tore into my stomach. I pounded on the wood with both fists, screaming. "Help! Open the door!"

Inside were my boyfriend of two years and the best friend I'd been quietly supporting for just as long. Autumn Warren.

"I'm so sorry, Brynn." Autumn's voice broke into sobs, but her weight stayed pressed hard against the door. "There are boars everywhere. We open that door, we're all dead."

"Just hold on! I'm calling 911!" Wyatt Fletcher's voice rang out with the kind of conviction that cost him absolutely nothing.

I paid for that trip. I'd fallen behind because I'd stopped to pull Autumn along.

And they stood on the other side of that door, my blood soaking into the dirt, and locked me out.

I open my eyes. I'm back. It's the day we left.

When the apocalypse came, I became one of the military's failed experiments—defective, useless, a waste of space who only knew how to fix machines.
My so-called brother Kane used the camp leader access I got for him to trade away the comms gear I nearly died to secure for a bottle of whiskey. He drained my bone marrow dry to keep me in the dark, then dumped me out in the wasteland to die.
After that, he pinned every bit of luxury and waste on me—
while my little sister didn't even have the medicine she needed to stay alive.
That night, dragging my crippled body behind me, I reached into the substation.
Kane, do you remember what kind of genes were in those five hundred milliliters of bone marrow?

“Sidd, if you leave me here, I won’t ever forgive you,” I declared, glaring at him. “I will hold you responsible for anything that happens to me.

"Remember, you made me stay here till late," I stated, even though I was scared, holding him responsible for anything that might happen to me.“I don’t need your forgiveness, Rani,” he snarled. “Holding me responsible for anything bad that happens to you is what enemies do,” he declared and moved off. From hatred to love, it created a bond between Rani and Sidd.

Not without drastic challenges that are meant to separate them forever. Can they withstand the challenges and keep their love strong, or will they allow hatred to take over and be separated forever?

“Marek!”

Straightening, I glared at her. “I think you forgot. I apparently need to remind you.”

“Forgot what?” She was caught between the pleasure and the pain.

“I am a monster. I’m bathed in blood. Molded by it. I’ve been in this filth for much longer than you have been alive, búsinka.”

Her eyes widened. “Marek…”

“You don’t get to run. You don’t get to think you are too damaged. That there is too much blood on your hands or that you are too soulless. I was there first. So don’t you dare shy away from me, zhena…”

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Marek Baranov dedicated himself to his family and the Baranov Bratva. With three older brothers, no one expected him to marry for convenience or to tie the families together. So, he turned his focus to his work, both above ground and under.

When Rosaria Bernardi, daughter of their rival Don Carlo Bernardo, crashes into his world with a death wish, and other option comes to light. He, the only single male in the Baranov family, could make the enemy kneel by marrying their very own princess. There is more than just years of bad blood between them, though.

Despite their differences, the two find common ground in being raised by the underworld. A world forcing them to choose cruelty and blood over everything else. Marriage signed, the two come together and find an unlikely companionship that blossoms into something far more than either of them expected as the threats mount.

Together, they learn to lean on each other. Even when things get messy, bullets fly, and the blood on their hands feels too much to bear.

Rebecca Fuentes is a typical farm girl who got a scholarship from a prestigious school miles away from their village. She's chubby and sexy as how she addresses herself. No boyfriend since birth and has no plans to have one, not until she finishes college and has a wonderful job. But Rebecca's plans and dreams started to change the moment she met the mysterious guy named Linus Damian Welhemton.

"Mommy's just a housewife! I don't want Mommy anymore—I want Aunt Jessica!"

Those words from my eight-year-old son, Jimmy, hit harder than any physical blow. I stood frozen in our living room, surrounded by the shards of the vase I’d just smashed. My husband, Robert, didn't even flinch. He just pulled Jessica closer, his hand resting possessively on her waist.

"Stop being dramatic, Scarlett," Robert sneered, his eyes cold. "Jessica is my soulmate. She understands my work. You? You just clean."

Eight years of devotion. Eight years of sacrificing my career to build this home. And now, my husband and son were looking at a stranger with the love that belonged to me.

I tried to reach for Jimmy, but he pushed me away with his small, angry fists. "Bad Mommy! Aunt Jessica buys me candy! You're just an ugly hag!"

My heart twisted until it snapped. I watched them leave for Jessica's award party—an award for a paper I practically wrote but couldn't claim. I was left alone in the silence of the house I paid for, bleeding from the glass cuts on my hands.

Later that night, at the hospital, after I’d been injured by Robert’s own hand, the nurse asked Jimmy who I was. He looked me dead in the eye and said, "I don't know her. Jessica is my mom."

That was the moment the old Scarlett died. I wiped the blood from my face, picked up my phone, and dialed my lawyer.

"Mr. Owens," I whispered, my voice trembling but resolute. "Let's redraft the agreement. I don't want custody. They can have each other."