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This story is about a girl born of Alpha blood from both her parents, a jealous best friend, and enemies lurking in and out of her pack. She meets her mate in a dream, or so she thinks. With her 19th birthday approaching, which should be the start of her first shift, nothing seems to be going as planned. Her mate has told her everything about him, except for one important thing. Will the truth come out before he intends to tell her and when it does come out will she be willing to still accept him? She is not without her own secrets, though they are also mysteries to her and she finds out one of them during her first shift.

Clara Emerson never imagined her sister’s wedding would turn her world upside down. She arrives at the grand event, ready to put on a brave face and watch Evelyn marry the man Clara had secretly loved since high school—Daniel Hart. But just minutes before the ceremony, Evelyn is nowhere to be found.

With hundreds of guests waiting and their family’s reputation on the line, Clara’s parents beg her to step into Evelyn’s place. Clara is hesitant, but when Daniel agrees, her heart skips a beat. Is he doing this for the family, or could there be something more?

Marrying her high school crush should feel like a dream come true, but it’s not that simple. Clara finds herself living a life she never planned for—sharing a home and a marriage with a man who might not even want her. As they navigate the unexpected twists of their new reality, Clara begins to wonder: Is this just a mistake, or could it be her second chance at love?

Truth or dare,Jasmine?” Erik asks, looking up from where he’s teasing me.

“Truth,” I say, because tonight is all about open communication.

He arches a brow and twists his lips into a sexy smirk. “Which one of us do you want to fuck you first?”

I look at each of them. Damon, caressing my leg as he spreads me for his friend;Harry , his dark stubble brushing against my thigh as he pauses to look up at me from between my legs; Ian,his dark hooded eyes seeming to cut through to my very soul, and Erik,his expression merry while his tattooed chest heave with mischief.

“All of you,” I say, because I could never choose.


Jasmine was invited to a drag race by her friend to celebrate their college graduation where the four expensive and luxurious cars caught her attention but little did she know that she will end up being entangled and becoming the rogue for the four wealthy alphas.

Jasmine is only allowed to have one mate, who will Jasmine choose among the four?

18+ WARNING: This is a hooking reverse harem with a lot of explicit scenes.

I had just pulled the teddy bear cookies from the oven when my daughter Dora ran into the kitchen.
"Dora, sweetheart! Mommy's special cookies are ready!"
But the moment she saw the cookies, her face went white as a sheet. She screamed "Get away! Get away!" and bolted from the room.
I was completely stunned. Just then, Herbert walked through the door.
"Try one and tell me what's wrong," I said, pointing at the cookies.
Herbert was about to comfort me, but when he learned I'd made these cookies for Dora, his expression turned absolutely bizarre. "You really made these? If you did, I want a divorce. Immediately!"
"What?"
My mother-in-law Athena heard the commotion and came to console me, but the moment she heard these were cookies I'd made for my daughter, she slapped the entire tray out of my hands. "What kind of mother are you?!"
Cookie crumbs scattered across the floor. I stood there in shock, completely bewildered by what was happening.

Two best friends. One girl. Two sudden rivals.
She never wanted to come between them. But they didn't give her a choice.
One was hopelessly in love. The other just wanted to have a good time.
Until he caught feelings, too.
Now, it was a battle to win her heart.
But there is one who already held her love. Years has past, was it too late to choose?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Madam, your fetus is perfectly healthy, and all indicators are completely normal," Dr. Helena said with a smile as she looked at the image on the ultrasound machine.
"Really?" Emily slowly sat up on the hospital bed. She glanced down at her slightly swollen belly, gently placed her fingertips over it, and a look of worry crossed her face.
This was her second child. Her first pregnancy had also gone perfectly at every prenatal check-up, yet in the end…
"Everything is stable for now," Dr. Helena comforted her. "Rest assured, what happened last time was just an accident. Take good care of yourself this time, and come to the hospital right away if anything feels wrong."
The moment Emily thought of her first baby, a dull ache welled up in her heart.
It had been a baby boy.
Both of her children with her husband Watson were conceived through IVF.
When the first pregnancy succeeded, she had been overjoyed. She prepared the nursery, bought tiny baby clothes, and even started thinking of names.
But shortly after the baby was born, it passed away.

Claire Monroe was once a rising star in the LAPD, engaged to the man she thought she’d spend her life with. In a single night, everything shattered—her career, her love, her world. Seeking refuge, she arrives in Grayhaven, a coastal town located in California.

At first, she brushes aside the uneasy glances and whispered warnings, but everything changes when in 48 hours of being in town. She discovers the body of a teenage boy, lifeless against the jagged cliffs.

From that instant, Grayhaven’s deceiving calm vanishes. Shadows stretch longer than they should, whispers crawl through the fog, and unseen eyes follow her every step. Each clue drags her further into a tide of secrets, where the past conceals unspeakable horrors—and those who pry too deeply may never surface again.

Because, In Grayhaven, the tide always turns—and it spares no one.

On my daughter’s 100-day celebration, I found explicit messages between my husband and his secretary.
During our fight, he “accidentally” pushed me off the second floor, trapping me in a wheelchair forever.
He fired the secretary and cared for me personally, winning everyone’s praise and pity.
Only I knew he took secret late-night calls, his eyes full of disgust when he looked at me.
Until his mistress moved in, and my daughter screamed at me: “Just die.”
I smiled and pulled out a hidden voice recorder from my wheelchair.
Three years of silence, all for this moment.
James, your karma has come.

"I want a child, not the child's mother."
These chilling words come from Toop Pasutha, the renowned actor who reluctantly married Anshan Akirah solely to meet his family’s demands rather than out of love.

Anshan does his utmost to fulfill his role as a wife, yet their physical intimacy is confined strictly to the pursuit of an heir.

The hope of earning any affection from Toop slowly fades as his actions reinforce that Anshan is nothing more than a stranger to Toop

Amid this fragile and painful union, can true love ever truly blossom?

Seven months pregnant, I watched the thugs Vivian hired drag us both into the warehouse.
I didn't fight for that phone. I let Vivian—Sean's ex, the woman he never stopped loving—make the call herself.
Because in my past life, I'd begged desperately for Sean to save me from this carefully orchestrated nightmare.
And he did come. He chose me over her.
Vivian was left behind. Raped. Tortured. Murdered—by the very men she'd paid to stage this.
Afterward, Sean said he didn't blame me. He took care of me through the entire pregnancy. Never missed a single appointment.
Then on the day I went into labor, he handed me over to another pack of monsters.
Everything Vivian endured—the gang rape, the abuse, the humiliation—became mine.
Before burning me alive, he threw our dead baby at my feet, his face twisted with rage:
"You wanted to survive, didn't you? This is the price. I'm going to make you feel everything Vivian felt. Not just you—this bastard that should never have existed."
Those months of tenderness were all an act. Carefully orchestrated torture designed to make my suffering absolute.
When I opened my eyes, I was back in that warehouse—watching Vivian's hired thugs hold up the phone, forcing us to choose who gets saved

“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless. In another series that promises to be as entertaining as the previous ones, A THRONE OF SISTERS presents us with the tale of two sisters (Sophia and Kate), orphans, fighting to survive in a cruel and demanding world of an orphanage. An instant success. I can hardly wait to put my hands on the second and third books!”--Books and Movie Reviews (Roberto Mattos)From #1 Bestseller Morgan Rice comes an unforgettable new fantasy series. In A DIRGE FOR PRINCES (A Throne for Sisters—Book Four), Sophia, 17, battles for her life, trying to recover from the wound left by Lady D’Angelica. Will her sister Kate’s new powers be enough to bring her back?The ship sails with the sisters to the distant and exotic lands of their uncle, their last hope and only know connection to their parents. Yet the journey is treacherous, and even if they find it, the sisters don’t know if their reception will be warm or hostile.Kate, indentured to the witch, finds herself in an increasingly desperate situation—until she meets a sorceress who may hold the secret to her freedom.Sebastian returns to court, heartbroken, desperate to know if Sophie is alive. As his mother forces him to marry Lady D’Angelica, he knows the time has come to risk it all.A DIRGE FOR PRINCES (A Throne for Sisters—Book Four) is the fourth book in a dazzling new fantasy series rife with love, heartbreak, tragedy, action, adventure, magic, swords, sorcery, dragons, fate and heart-pounding suspense. A page turner, it is filled with characters that will make you fall in love, and a world you will never forget. Book #5 in the series will be released soon.“[A THRONE FOR SISTERS is a] powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan)

On National College Decision Day, my two childhood best friends announced they were ditching the Ivy League to follow a scheming charity case to a garbage community college.
In my last life, I informed their parents.
It worked. Their futures were saved, but they killed me for it.
"Let go of me!"
Hayes had my wrist in a death grip, dragging me toward the edge. Ezra stood behind him, hands in his pockets.
"If you hadn't interfered, Willow would still be alive."
"Now it's your turn."
Then I was falling from the stadium bleachers.
I opened my eyes. Decision Day again.

A hundred years ago, that curse was meant for him. I'm the one who threw myself in front of it.
It cost me my elven heart, shattered on the spot—and a name I could never wash off. Traitor.
I never argued. Because the moment I speak the truth, the curse goes straight back to him.
So I stayed. I became his blood servant and let him drain me, one bottle at a time, to feed the woman he'd waited a century for. I told myself that if I endured long enough, someday he'd see my heart for what it was.
Then the healer told me my heart had thirty days left.
And he walked in, knife in hand, to say his beloved needed more of my blood.
This time, I'm not enduring anything.
I'm going to give him back this heart—at the exact moment he's most sure he's won.

"I, Alpha Zane of the Blue Pack, offer you, Bella my daughter , as a bride to the four alphas of the Red Moon pack," he declared, his words laced with venom. "In exchange, I demand my freedom and your mercy." The offer hung heavy in the air, a twisted bargain born of desperation and spite.

But as the alphas of the Red Moon pack grappled with the weight of Alpha Zane's proposition, Bella found herself thrust into a world of uncertainty and turmoil. With her fate now inextricably linked to the whims of her father and the demands of the alphas, she faced a choice that would define the course of her destiny.

Caught between duty and desire, Bella must navigate the treacherous waters of pack politics and personal ambition, all while grappling with the consequences of her father's betrayal. And as she embarks on a journey of self-discovery and redemption, she must confront the demons of her past and forge a path forward that is truly her own.

“ Ah ah ah yes. Godddd!” I yelled as I moved my waist according to his rhythm. My pitch went higher as he added another finger, making me wider for his thick cock.
I was wet for him and I was cumming.
“ Ah I'm cumming…fuck.” I moaned, he was taking me to the 9th heavens. He bent down, pulling his wet fingers coated with juice and fluids as it made a sound.
He was kissing my pussy, I let out an ecstatic shout, pushing my hips up and my pussy into his face his fangs gripping my pussy and biting it softly.
“ Mhmm..” He lapped on my pussy, with his rough and long tongue and I gasped..
I was panting roughly as I held my boobs in my hands, squeezing them roughly. I placed my hands on my abdomen but I just couldn't stop them from going down rubbing his furry gigantic head.


Amaarae doesn't know who the father is. Both men want her so they decide to fight for her, there's a war between the vampires and the werewolves. The best soldiers are selected and the war goes on for weeks without either side backing down instead it becomes more heated. It's also affecting their businesses in the human world, which they abandoned. Amaarae couldn't take the bloodshed anymore, she grew tired of it and devises a plan to change the course.

Lior Lawson knows better than to fall for his boss.
In a world where Omegas are expected to live under the dominance of Alphas, Lior has already broken enough rules simply by working for one of the most powerful men in the nation.
Adrian Valehart is everything Lior should stay away from; a powerful Alpha, a billionaire, a prince from a family that once ruled the nation, and a married man. But one reckless mistake becomes a secret affair, and what was supposed to be nothing more than stolen nights soon becomes something neither of them knows how to walk away from.
Neither of them prepared for what happens when the Valehart family discovers the truth about Lior's true identity. Suddenly he's not simply Adrian's Omega mistress. He's the key to restoring a bloodline that has been broken for generations, and the Valeharts will do whatever it takes to make sure he fulfills his purpose. Even if that means taking away the very freedom Adrian fell in love with him for.
Lior wanted Adrian.
The Valeharts want his heirs.
And Adrian may have to choose between his family and the male Omega he can't live without.

Not long after I transferred to this school, I became the bullies’ favorite target.
They didn’t like how quiet I was or how pale I looked, so they casually slapped me with a nickname: “vampire.”
It started with shoves in the hallway and jeers in the classroom, escalated to messing with my drink, then stuffing trash into my locker.
They treated my silence as permission and wrapped every provocation in the same excuse: “Just a joke.”
Until that night, when humiliation wasn’t enough. They lured me into a tiny storage room behind the auditorium—locked the door, killed the lights, set up a fixed camera—ready to strap me to a chair and film an “execution” video that would make sure I could never hold my head up at this school again.
What they didn’t know was that the nickname wasn’t a joke. It was the one time they got the truth right.
I really am a vampire.

In a tragic accident during a swimming competition, a beautiful woman named Serena dies. Her husband, a renowned scientist obsessed with bringing her back to life, creates a humanoid robot with the same characteristics and traits as his late wife. The robot is named Blair, after his deceased spouse. As Daniel realizes that Blair begins to act, think, and even move on her own without receiving commands, he suspects that perhaps his wife's spirit truly lives on in Blair, just as he had programmed at the time of her creation. Daniel starts a secret romance with the robot Blair, hidden from his ex-girlfriend and lover, Line, who finds herself drawn to him again now that he is a widower. Meanwhile, the alien race known as the Nerax has their own plans and desires to abduct Blair for their mysterious purposes.

Fourteen years I gave him.
Every storm I shielded him from.
Every mess I cleaned up for him.
I made him a king of Manhattan.
On my forty-second birthday, he brought my enemy's daughter to my party.
He forged my medical records.
He tried to strip me of my trust.
He thought I was done.
He forgot one thing: I made him.
And I have a son he never knew existed.

"There is no us. There hasn't been for six years."
"You dropped divorce papers at my feet, Aidan. In front of cameras and everyone who mattered. Your mistress called me trash, and you stood there and said nothing."
"He is not yours, Aidan. He has a father. If I had been pregnant with your child back then, I would have gotten rid of it. You don't deserve anything from me."
Six years ago, Evelyn believed she had the perfect marriage.
On the night Aidan Smith celebrated his greatest achievement, she was ready to reveal the happiest news of her life. She was pregnant with his child.
Instead, she was publicly humiliated.
Aidan believed a cruel lie and chose his mistress over the wife who had loved him for years. In front of cameras and high society, he ended their marriage without knowing he was leaving behind a child who would change everything.
Heartbroken, Evelyn disappeared and started over.
Six years later, she returns as Evelyn Cole, a world renowned fashion designer and billionaire CEO. She built an empire, raised her son alone, and became the woman no one can look down on anymore.
Then fate brings her back into Aidan's life.
When the truth finally comes out, Aidan realizes the woman he abandoned was the greatest treasure he ever lost.
He wants his ex wife back.
But Evelyn Cole no longer belongs to him. And this time... he will be the one begging for her love.

In “For Better, For Curse,” Oliver Harrington has always kept his distance—until Gabriel enters his life. As their bond deepens, secrets long buried begin to resurface. Haunted by the tragic death of his brother and the dark legacy of his family’s pact with a water goddess, Oliver struggles to keep his powers under control. But when Gabriel uncovers a journal revealing the truth behind the Harrington family’s curse, they are thrust into a dangerous world of magic, betrayal, and love that could either save them or tear them apart. As the water goddess’s influence grows stronger, Oliver must confront his past and embrace his destiny, even if it means losing the one person he can’t bear to live without.

For three years, the whole school thought I loved privileged golden boy Sebastian Grayson. I covered his mistakes, took his punishments, and single-handedly turned his rebellious self into a Harvard admit, enduring endless mockery for my one-sided devotion.
Yet every obedient act was never love — only a contract deal.
When we reunite at a Harvard banquet two years later, Sebastian craves a second chance.
But he is too late. I will never return.

For years, I believed a rival family had stolen my children. Four of them — two baby boys, then my newborn twins. Every time, my husband wept. He swore revenge. He held me while I screamed myself sick.
Tonight I went down to the basement looking for him. The door was open a crack. He was kissing another woman.
"I threw both incubators off the cliff myself," he laughed. "Didn't even blink."
He killed all four. To clear a path for his mistress's son.
He runs the family now. He thinks grief has broken me — that I'll spend the rest of my life crying in the bed we shared.
He forgot one thing. I'm the old don's daughter. This family was never his.
It's mine.

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.

In the dark of night, when the whole world is covered by the shadows, Pennelope Casey finds herself caught up with the man she's always dreamed of. He's got this magnetic charm, this irresistible allure, and what started as a chance encounter without any formal introductions has now transformed into a year and a half of pure bliss. It might be a bit strange that he only shows up in her b*d at night, but Penn is convinced that he's the perfect fit for her, and she can't bring herself to push him away.

Ace Romano possesses a deep understanding of Penn that surpasses her wildest expectations. She's undeniably gorgeous, fiercely independent, and cautious when it comes to opening up to others. However, Ace, or that's what they call him, struggles with his own inner demons, hindering him from forming meaningful connections with people. Yet, when Penn unintentionally becomes entangled in the dangerous underbelly of Denver, Ace's protective instincts kick in with full force. The real challenge arises when Penn witnesses Ace's commanding alpha demeanor in the broad daylight, causing her to question if he's still the person she believed him to be.

Quinn lets out a growl of approval before his fingers dip inside. “You are so wet for me. I want to taste you again, Annie.”

Before I have time to realize what he intends to do, Quinn sinks to his knees, hooks my legs over his shoulders, then fastens his mouth to my core. I moan loudly as he goes to work on my clitoris. He slips two of his fingers deep inside me.

With one hand gripping my desk and the other buried in his hair, I throw my head back further as he ravages me with his tongue. “Oh, fuck, Quinn.”

“Moan my name, Annie.”

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Annora Winters has a great job, a comfortable home, and a loving family. Yet she feels something is missing from her life. Something she had in the palm of her hands once, but the timing was wrong for her to keep it. A love so pure that she dreams of his face more than she should.

Quinn Greyson invested well and became a billionaire before he knew what happened. Women throw themselves at him every night. With each new conquest, he feels more of his soul get destroyed. He longs for genuine love. Something he once had but lost long ago.

A chance encounter puts them on the same path once again. Tension flairs between them when a secret from their shared past is revealed. When they kiss, flames of desire erupt, and memories from the past awaken. Can Quinn and Annora find their way through the minefield that awaits them as they get to know each other again? Or will they be torn apart by a lover from his past?

18+ Mature sexual Content

Jonas Whitepaw has always felt a little different, and he has accepted people commenting on his size and teasingly calling him a pretty boy. For despite being a future Alpha, he isn’t big or burly. Luckily for him, his handsome face and charms more than makeup for his lack of size, at least with the ladies.

Without really being prepared, he is thrown into the job as Alpha when his father is killed by the feared rogue king Typhon Bloodclaw, also known as Cerberus. Pushed by the pack and especially the Beta, Jonas decides to go and negotiate alone with the rogues when they abduct 4 Young girls, one of them Jonas' baby sister.

To his surprise, the rogue King is willing to let the girls go on one condition: Jonas takes their place. What does the rogue King want with Jonas? Will he abuse him like the young Alpha fears? And what is the weird feeling Jonas gets when he is near Typhon? He can’t be attracted to a man, or can he?

“F*ck I love how wet you get,” he groans as he moves his fingers to my sex. I moan as his fingers enters me. I close my eyes as a shiver runs down my body.

“Logan,” I moan as I feel his mouth on me. I look down and watch him kiss up my thigh to my sex. His tongue licks over my clit to my entrance and back. Tilting my head back, I move my hand through his hair as his sinful mouth works wonders on my body.

Logan has fallen in love with Megan, but can Megan love him back.

With Megan's dad now caught can Megan rebuild her life or will secrets from her mothers past threaten to destroy her?

Can Logan help Megan overcome her fears or will his own secrets get in between them?

Read the second instalment of the Megan series.

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 could feel him standing in front of me. He grabbed my legs and in one single move thrusted into me.
“Fuckkk”, I couldn’t help but scream.
“You need to learn to be obedient” he said as he kept thrusting into me. When I felt his hands on my clit my body shook.
“Asher please, it’s too much”.
“No. if I really wanted to punish you, I would give you all of me”, he said against my ears and my entire body froze. Suddenly he moved and I was standing again. This man was insane.
I felt him behind me. “Ten Lashes for your disobedience”, he said
“Asher please”,
“No”. His voice was cold and void of any emotion.

Asher was what I wanted , what I truly craved until it was too late. An orphan should never fall in love with someone out of their reach. I thought loving him was the right thing to do until he revealed his true identity and Ruined me. I was ruined for everyone one else . I could still feel his touch, it was as if it was etched into my skin. I tired to avoid him but fate wouldn't let it happen.
The Sterling's were the most powerful in Havenwood and Dorian Sterling was off limits.

As an orphan finding out you still have people looking for you is hard to take but when it turns out to be people of wealth and standing I took the other road and ran, but running led me right back to the place I was avoiding and the person I was avoiding.
Asher and Dorling Sterling one and the same. When his first love shows up and along with everyone that has set out to ruin me, I prayed that he could protect me.

A barren land… the deep scar etched into the hearts of the giants.
Once, they were mighty—ruling both the heavens and the earth.
But the war with the angels stripped them of everything.

Now, the Giant King, yearning for the power of the past, plans to ignite another war!
The key lies in the “Four Magical Orbs.”
If they can seize them from the heirs of the angels of the four directions,
victory will be within their grasp.

“Chanpa,” an adopted younger brother of the Giant King, is chosen for this task.
He must infiltrate enemy lands, deceive, steal, and survive.

However, everything takes a wild turn.
Instead of merely seizing the magical orbs,
Chanpa inadvertently captures the hearts of all “four Crown Princes.”

The fate of both worlds hangs by a thread—
resting solely in Chanpa’s heart.

What is happening today? This morning, Ophelia had everything she thought she wanted - amazing friends, an awesome job at one of the best gourmet food company, which for a food lover like her is a dream come true, and a boyfriend. Until the mysterious and cold Mr. Hansel, her CEO, asks her name. Now she keeps wondering why someone like him would be interested in someone like her. She is a nobody, a simple secretary. And not very attractive either, too chubby - or so her boyfriend keeps saying. So why does he keep looking at her? Could he be seeing more in her than everyone else, including herself? Could he be seeing... her?

Discover this Winter Romance story about Love, and... more importantly, self-Love!

Lysa loved Damian for seven years, yet hypnotic manipulation warped his memories, leading him to brand her the killer of his parents. With his own hands, he cut her bones and implanted canine fur, transforming her into a deformed half-human beast and subjecting her to endless humiliation and torture. She watched her mother die a brutal death and was forced to swallow her mother’s cremated ashes. At the brink of death, her ancestral sea spirit pendant awakened, shedding her mangled hound form to birth a tyrannical deep-sea siren. Once the scheming fake heroine’s lies were laid bare, Damian descended into madness, drowning in desperate remorse. Wielding the immortal power of a siren, Lysa cast all her tormentors into an endless living hell—and she would never grant them forgiveness.

"You shattered my heart into a million pieces, and now you're asking me to pick them up? You crushed my trust, and now you want me to hand it back to you? I'm still finding pieces of myself in the ruins you left behind. How can I give you another chance when I'm still rebuilding myself from the last one? I'd rather drown in my tears than drown in your love." Amy snapped at Ryan.
Cheated upon by her fiancee with her step sister, heartbroken Amy Carter found herself in a club where she drank herself into a stupor, leading to a one night stand with an unknown stranger. Pregnant and chased out of the house with nowhere to go, her life went downhill. Amy left the country to avoid further humiliation, promising to do just anything to nurture the kid in her stomach.
However, she came back with her twin after six years. Finally, Billionaire Redford who had been in search of her, his one next stand from years ago, saw his chance to be with her and claim his children.
Will Amy agree to the rekindling and find happiness from the one night of mistake and settle for the stranger she had one night stand with?
Or do you think her ex boyfriend will win her over again after betraying her with her step sister?

"You ruined my life… you were the one my stepsister used to ruin it, right? I know you're both devils!" Amy cried, collapsing to the ground as her heart shattered into pieces.

"I was at the bar that night… I didn't intend for anything to happen. I'm sorry. We have to be together for the sake of our kids," Redford said, pleading on his knees.

"Be together? I can never be with a man like you. My children aren't yours. Give me my kids, and let's part as if we never met," Amy's eyes were fixed on the floor, her tone steady.

Cheated on and humiliated, Amy spiraled into despair, leading to a reckless one-night stand with a stranger. Pregnant and abandoned, she fled the country to protect her child, vowing to survive at all costs.

Five years later, Amy returns with her twin, only to find that the stranger from that night is none other than billionaire Redford—now searching for her… and for the children he never knew he would claim.

Relentless, unpredictable, and impossible to resist, Redford will stop at nothing to make Amy his. But with her ex-fiancé still in the picture, Amy must decide: can she trust the love born from one reckless night… or will the past destroy her chance at happiness?

Raven thought she knew the truth: Darius Pike is a monster.
To avenge her sister, Raven Casmir infiltrates the supernatural Midnight Academy, masquerading as a human girl with a death wish. She takes his spot on the hockey team. She mocks his Alpha authority. She plays a dangerous game of cat and mouse in the shadows of his billion-dollar empire.

Darius has never met a human he couldn’t break. Until her. The fiery-haired rebel doesn’t bow. She fights. She’s the ultimate forbidden fruit—the sister of the girl he once rejected, and the only person who makes his wolf lose control.

But as blood ties turn to betrayals and ancient MoonWolf powers awaken, Raven discovers the most terrifying secret of all: Her sister lied. And the man she swore to destroy is the only one who can save her from the darkness in her own soul.

I lost my memory.
When I woke up, my biological parents and aloof wife were fussing over the fake young master's bedside.
I, the real young master who had just awakened from a coma, only received my wife's cold command: "Sebastian needs a blood transfusion. Go donate."
Looking at the scars on my wrists from her suicide attempt, my amnesiac mind only felt absurdity.
I calmly donated blood, then turned and signed the divorce papers, leaving with nothing, and unilaterally published a notice severing all ties with my family.
Later, the fake young master's conspiracy was exposed. My arrogant female CEO wife destroyed her entire family, flew halfway around the world overnight, and knelt at the airport, tears streaming down her face, begging me to come home.
I, however, took the hand of a haired female professor and looked at her coldly: " Sorry, I already have a partner ."

My billionaire lover brought out a bespoke mermaid gown, declaring he would marry whoever could fit into it.
But in my past four lives, every woman who tried it on—whether an ambitious imposter or me, his true love—was brutally tortured and murdered by him.
In my fifth rebirth, the butler knocked on our door with a polite smile, "Mr. Voss says his true love is among you."
Since we four women would die no matter who wore it...
We exchanged a look in the dead silence, turned our heads in perfect unison, and locked our eyes onto the only man in the room.

After three years of agonizing IVF, I was forced into three abortions. The reason? My mafia in-laws’ pet bird stared at my belly and shrieked, "End it."
Even when I was carrying healthy twins, my own parents held me down and forced abortion pills down my throat. My husband—the man I once took a bullet for—watched coldly. "Listen to the bird. Abort."
Lying in a pool of blood, I finally discovered the horrific truth. There was no "sacred bird." My marriage, my ruined womb, and all the IVF tortures were actually part of a terrifying conspiracy.
On my fourth pregnancy, the bird finally decreed, "Keep it!"
As the whole family treated me like a queen and rejoiced to welcome their precious heir, I quietly walked into the operating room.
Armed with lethal evidence, I crashed their grand succession ceremony.
You want an heir? I’ll send you all to hell instead.

Late! Late!! Late!!! Oh, God! Please help me. I don't want to be late, at least not for the first day of my college. I prayed to my dear God and walked so fast inside the college campus as thinking of how I am going to make an excuse.

Shit!! I should have woken up earlier rather than dreaming of my future with my two children. Really Sheila? You don't have a boyfriend even to think about your future, but here you were dreaming of having children, aren't you? Don't tell anyone about your silly dream, they will make fun of you.

Cursing my mind for what seemed to be thousand times, I sped up my walk.