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A prince needs to be taught how to handle a sword by Adira, the female gangster in her country. She was named the "Queen of Gangsters" because even men are afraid of her, especially when they hear her name, Adira.

When she enters the world of the nobles, she will meet many people; there are good, bad, and those who wear masks so as not to know what their real personalities are. Easy missions turn difficult.

The heart of the prince, who cannot beat for the person he loves because of an agreement, Stalwart Castle, Valiant Castle, and Paradise Castle—the countries with secret stories will be known by Adira.

Love or responsibility? Both words are really difficult to portray, but to choose is more painful if you want them to do both.

Dante felt like a million needles were inserted in his body as he passed by Viviana without reaching out to her. Her familiar scent infiltrated his nostrils and brought back the memories of her he could never get rid of.
“Cazzo!” He hissed in Italian, his heavy steps fading away.

Viviana turned around to face the man that just passed by her. He felt and smelt oddly familiar, his physique looking as striking as one whom she had locked someplace in her heart, promising never to think of him…but always doing the opposite.
That intimidating stride, that purposeful gait…
She was about to turn back to take a clearer and better look at him when her boss called her attention.
“You look exceptionally lovely today” Jacob said, a little sultrily and she eye-rolled mentally but elongated the smile on her face. Any more now and Joker's face will seem like a joke when hers is compared.

“Thank you sir and you are definitely not looking bad yourself”

Twenty-year-old rising TV reporter Alisha Murphy seems to have it all—beauty, brains, a perfect career, and an attractive boyfriend. But her latest assignment takes a dark turn when she investigates the chilling disappearances of eleven young women, all with the same initials: A.M.

As she follows the clues, she uncovers a terrifying pattern that leads back to one place—her boyfriend’s bar. What Alisha finds hidden beneath the floorboards is a nightmare beyond imagination. Now, she’s the final piece in a twisted ritual, and the only way to survive is to play along... until she can strike.

Thirty thousand feet in the air, inside the sealed cabin of a commercial airliner, my five-year-old daughter vanished into thin air while I took a thirty-minute nap.
I tore through the lavatories, the galleys, and every overhead bin. The only thing I found was her stuffed bunny, the one she never let out of her sight.
What was even more terrifying was the crew and the passengers. As if perfectly rehearsed, they all insisted I had boarded the plane alone. They even gaslit me in front of everyone, claiming I was mentally unstable and had hallucinated a daughter.
They took turns pushing me, trying to force me into self-doubt and submission. Not a single person offered to help me look. The entire plane was covering up a sinister crime.
If this plane was going to hide my child and protect the guilty, then I would tear this hypocritical aircraft apart with my bare hands.

Ella's father was in a car accident and needed a large sum of money for surgery. David Anthony - a young billionaire helped her pay for surgery on the condition that she become his wife within three years.

It all started when Maria - David's childhood friend - returned from studying abroad. Her wish is to be David's wife. Hearing that David was married, she almost went crazy, trying to harm Ella. Besides, Raymond - who works in the same company as David - fell in love with Ella from the first meeting. Raymond openly pursues Ella even though she knows she is married. Raymond and Maria team up, separating David and Ella.

How will their troubled love story unfold? Will they be happy?

Rue thought her biggest challenge would be keeping a smile at her father's wedding anniversary, enduring her stepmother's cold stares and her stepsister Cassie's provocations. But when her most trusted friend Jessica sends out a distress call, everything changes.

It was a trap.

When Rue awakens, she finds herself betrayed by her closest friend, her reputation destroyed, and even her father forced to disown her. In desperation, she's rescued by the mysterious Kyle Dag—leader of the Shadow Wolf Pack, a notorious rebel.

But at the same time, Kyle offers a dangerous bargain。

I loved Julian for ten years, carving every sweat-stained day into my love for him.
He once said I shined brighter than any gold medal.
Yet in five short minutes, he handed my dream, my glory, and my whole world to a scheming transfer girl.
Betrayed, discarded, and broken on the fencing strip, I lost my first love and everything I fought for.
Until the retired cold Olympic champion stepped out of the dark midnight shadows.
He offered me hellish training and a sharp blade of revenge.
I buried my soft heart, handed over my soul, and vowed to make every traitor pay.

My husband never wanted to make love to me—
until one night, I walked in and saw him… using his stepsister’s lingerie for his own pleasure.

Edlyn was never meant to exist.
Born from forbidden bloodlines part wolf, part vampire, part witch, and touched by fairy magic she is the prophecy the supernatural world tried to erase. Hunted since birth, forced into hiding, she has lived her life in the shadows, training for a destiny that could unite the realms… or destroy them.

Love was never part of her plan.

But when Supreme Alpha Nelson arrives, her wolf stirs for the first time in twelve years and the bond she’s spent her life avoiding threatens to break free. Just as she begins to lose control, fate twists the knife deeper… sending her another mate. A vampire bound to her darker half the one she cannot deny.

Two mates. Two enemies.
And one secret powerful enough to shatter both their worlds.

Now, every choice Edlyn makes could ignite a war between wolves and vampires or bring the balance her parents died for. But with time running out and her heart torn between desire and destiny, she must face the one truth she’s feared all her life:

She was never meant to belong to one world…
because she was born to rule them all.

Isabella needs a huge sum of money for her aged grandmother's surgery. She has nowhere to go for help and she decides to seek help from her Billionaire boss, Jayden.

Jayden doesn't believe in marriages and happily ever after but he needs a wife so his mother would stop pestering him when he eventually proves to her that marriage isn't for him by getting divorced after a year.

Isabella comes to him for help at the right time; a contract is signed and there will be no strings attached. After a year, they will both go their separate ways.

What will happen after a night of drunken passion between them?

Will Isabella be able to endure his cruelty for just one year or leave before the stipulated time for their marriage to end?

Will Jayden find Isabella or let her go with his seed growing inside her?

My husband is cheating, and my own family has betrayed me.
The woman he’s sleeping with? My own half-sister.
After countless nights lying in the dark, wondering what I was doing, I finally had to ask myself: is there any reason left to stay?
But my husband has become obsessed. He refuses to let me go, claiming, over and over, that he loves me.

For seven years of marriage, I don't dare make a sound around my husband.
All because he can hear everyone's voices—everyone's except mine. He says he's allergic to mine.
I've tried everything to change my voice—even had vocal cord surgery.
But no matter how hard I tried—every time he'd just cover his ears like I was hurting him.
I've cried myself to sleep so many times, feeling guilty.
Until our son's birthday.
Standing by our front door, our little boy grinned up at his dad and asked, "Dad, can I pretend to be allergic to mom's voice too? Just like you?"

It has been years since my mother Kaya had been given the orders to reform the packs in the south. Instructions by the goddess herself. She had of course done it. She had blended the north into the south making our pack, Shadow Pack the strongest on the continent, if not the world. As well as helping reform other packs. Everyone, or so I thought was reaping the blessings of it.
My father, alpha Cade followed my mother's desire for change and had announced that I would be the first female Alpha. Despite the challenge, I was determined to be great at it. I had my mother's determination and my father's strength. I had my cousin, Quentin, who would aid me, and make sure I was capable. Not to mention I was just going to follow my mother and do what the goddess instructed of my family. The war had been won against Howie; years ago. Destruction of the northern wolves had ceased. I was sure the Goddess would protect us. After all my family had followed her and been her servant on earth. Why wouldn't she bless and protect her most dutiful?

I never knew how wrong I could be. I knew I would face prejudice; I was to be the first female Alpha. That came with its own challenges. Being the first of anything always did. But my mother had faced it, and I was determined to match her determination with my own. What I didn't account for was it was more than being female that was the problem.

This book is a continuation of "Kaya The Deaf She Wolf" The book is about Sol. Cade and Kaya will be a small presence in the book but not the main characters.

I spent five years waiting for a wedding, only to watch his first love move in—pregnant, sleeping in our master bedroom, wearing my wedding dress.

She said the baby was his. He believed her.

She said I pushed her. He believed her.

She said I was eaten up with jealousy. He believed her.

But me? He didn't believe a single word I said.

The day I tried on my wedding gown, gunfire erupted. My fiancé shielded her and ran, never once looking back. He forgot that the woman left behind in the line of fire was the one he was supposed to marry. In that moment, my heart turned to ash.

Then came the report from his men—

"Boss, we couldn't find Miss Celeste..."

And so, this cold-blooded mafia king finally learned what it felt like to lose something.

Too bad. Some things, once lost, are gone forever.

Four years of dating. Three years of marriage. He loved me deeply and spoiled me endlessly, making me believe I was the happiest woman alive. But everything shattered the moment I accidentally discovered his affair—while helping a friend, no less. The man who had always treated me with tenderness and devotion was cheating on me, and with someone I thought was closest to me. Was he just a master of deception? Or was I simply too blind, too naive, to see the truth staring at me in the face? I am Linda Evans. And I am not someone who forgives betrayal easily. You dared to lay a finger on my husband? Then get ready—I’ll fight you to the bitter end!

“Don't talk to strangers at restaurants or bars.”
“There we are now friends and not strangers.”
He smelled so good in this close proximity. I had dreamed about him since that first time on my 21st birthday. Seeing him every year would make that dream appear again and again. Each time more passionate than the last. It was almost humiliating to think of all the dirty scenarios that I played in my head with him while I dreamed, causing me to wake up with soaking panties. The thought made me smile nervously and my panties wet.


For years they heard stories from their grandmothers about the fated rune sexmates. Though none of them truly believed it, fate would show them that it was true.

Amelia and Patrick did not know after crossing paths that fate would lead them back to one another over and over again until they finally made the bond. Discovering the runes on one another's bodies during a night of passion, they soon realized that they were connected on a deeper level. They were fated to meet and become sexmates. Little did they know the journey that would be ahead of them to break a curse from their ancestors. Follow along as they meet the other sexmates that will help them break the curse.

My husband and I've been married for three years, and he's been messing around with her the entire time.

Hugging and kissing her on set, whispering flirty lines in interviews.

Everyone online calls me a pathetic stand-in.

I never get mad. I just smile and help him smooth over every rumor.

That is, until I accidentally got pregnant and secretly had an abortion.

He was furious, his heart shattered, demanding to know why.

I cupped his face and said calmly: "Because I don't love you."

The one I truly love is his dead brother.

Woke up with the power to command endless zombies. I guarded the fortress for my sister, only to find her tortured, drained of blood, and used as live bait. A fake hologram fooled me for two years. Now I unleash my million undead army to burn all traitors to ashes.

FRAIL HEARTS

Blurb: She wasn't just a girl with a frail heart, she was an angel in human form. Her heart was so beautiful to the point that she shares her innocence without noticing she did. The color of her eyes depicted her calmness, her compassion and the love slowly blooming in her heart. She was, a girl with a frail heart, carefully wrapped in blood and flesh awaiting the man she will melt away with her softness.

His heart might be frail, but it had already been bruised. There was no innocence left in him, there was no color left in his eyes nor did he depict calmness and love. Deep within, he crave for a soul like his, a soul so soft they would melt in love. A soul that without voicing it out, would know what his beautiful heart encompassed.

But when these two subtle souls meet at the wrong time, fell in love at the time it would be considered a sin, would they make it? Can she revive the softness he has lost in his soul or he will end up giving her a share of his bruises? It's said that love conquered, will love win the game this time too? A dangerous game between souls.

He stole my coffee. Then he stole my heart.
I was the girl who planned every detail. He was the chaos I’d always secretly craved.
I never meant to fall. But once I did, I’d burn the world to keep him.


Ava Carter lives by lists, schedules, and quiet control—until the day Jace Rivera crashes into her life, coffee-stained hoodie and all. Paired together for a year-long psychology project, the anxious overthinker and the charmingly reckless heartbreaker find themselves tangled in a slow-burn love that defies every warning.
But love this bright doesn’t go unchallenged.
Malicious exes twist lies into weapons. A relentless stalker hunts them both. And when their closest friend is taken, Ava and Jace must fight not just for their relationship, but for each other. Through fake accusations, shattered trust, and a darkness that threatens to consume them, they hold on tighter.
He is my calm in the storm.
I am his reason to breathe.
Together, they turn trauma into triumph, fear into courage, and a broken beginning into an everlasting love. This is more than a romance. This is healing. This is redemption. This is forever.

As she took in her surroundings, Cecilia saw only bare flesh. The carnal muscles and handsome faces, tangled around her.

Four Alphas.

One curled her hair between his fingers. One held her hand to his mouth, brushing a feather-light kiss against her knuckles. She rested against the chests of two of them, their laughter soft in her ears and their bodies pressed warm against her shoulders.

The Alphas’ fingers moved down her naked flesh, casting chills where they went. Hot, gentle lines were drawn on the insides of her thighs, her chest, her stomach.

“What mood are you in tonight, Cecelia?” whispered one of the men into her ear. His voice was smooth, low and pleasant as his lips brushed her skin. “Do you want to play rough?”

“You’re too selfish with her,” said another. This one seemed younger, rested behind her where she leaned against his naked chest. He tilted her head up sweetly beneath this chin and kissed the corner of her mouth, saying against her lips, “Let us hear you.”


Welcome you to this hierarchical world of Alpha, Beta and Omega.

Cecilia, an Omega girl from a poor family, and five high ranking Alpha's, met in a mansion.

Mature Content Warning

I am a sex slave, someone who is owned by someone else and forced to perform sexual acts for them.

To use a more precise term, “whore” probably best describes what I am. You see, in exchange for financial support, I have made myself completely available to a man. This includes, but is not limited to, complete devotion, confidentiality, and the satisfaction of his every physical desire in any way he sees fit.

The irony is that I didn’t have to live this way, but I did so voluntarily. Well, I didn’t really have a choice because a better chance hadn’t come up yet, but I still went with it.

I wasn't forced by anyone… No one seek me out. There was no abduction or brutal beating to force me into submission. I chose to go willingly.

And I did it all, fueled by the desperate need to safeguard a precious life.

My name is Lalaine Brown, and this is my story.

"For a million dollars, I became a billionaire's contract bride, but my only condition is: for this year, you can only belong to me."
For twelve years, Sophia Banner has worked tirelessly to keep her family's farm from foreclosure. Every payment is a small victory, until her sister, Daphne drains the money for a modeling opportunity that turns out to be a scam.
Daphne isn't sorry. The bank doesn't care. And Sophia is out of time. Her solution arrives in tailored suits and effortless charm.
Andrew Ashford—her witty, rich-as-hell employer, the man she delivers groceries to weekly. And… the man her sister, Daphne has been infatuated with for years. He's also the man whose eight-year-old nephew she tutors.
When a medical diagnosis rattles Andrew's carefully managed life and sets his volatile family on edge, he decides appearances need fixing.
What he needs is a fiancée. What he offers is one million dollars for one year. The money would save Sophia's farm outright. And the image of a diamond on her finger, of Daphne forced to watch—sharpens the temptation to a dangerous edge.
Sophia agrees. She steps into Andrew's world of obscene wealth, jealous socialites, and an overbearing chaotic family that treats appearances like currency. Fake kisses are expected. Convincing smiles are mandatory.
The problem is, Andrew plays his role too well—and the reasons behind this engagement begin to feel far from innocent. Because Andrew Ashford didn't choose Sophia at random. One year. One million dollars. And a lie that's starting to feel dangerously real.

Fourteen years ago, Isabella Winston died.

At least, that's what everyone believed.

One moment, she was trapped inside a sinking car beneath the icy waters of the Hudson River. The next, she woke up in her own bathtub and somehow fourteen years in the future.

Her husband is no longer the warm, easygoing man she remembers.

Her five-year-old son is now a nineteen-year-old stranger who looks at her with suspicion.

Her twins barely remember the mother they lost—one forever chasing affection, the other keeping the entire world at arm's length.

And the family she left behind has become something broken, distant, and unrecognizable.

Now Isabella faces an impossible challenge: rebuilding a family that never truly recovered from losing her.

Fourteen years have left scars on everyone.

Unfortunately for those causing the damage, Isabella Winston has returned to set things right.

Bumping into her ex-boyfriend in the city she fled five years before, model Gwen realizes that she can no longer run from her past. Admitting to billionaire CEO Finn Lane that the child with her is his son, Gwen will do whatever she can to protect her child…and her heart. As Finn fights to discover why Gwen left, breaking his heart, the billionaire will realize that real dangers seek to destroy their love story once again.


She felt her skin burn with the electricity that came from his touch.

How was that even possible?

They had been separated for years, yet she could still feel all the excitement he provoked in her body.
And she could tell that he felt the same way.

The way his eyes checked her every move, the way she could feel like he was seeing through her soul with those green emeralds.

The Billionaire's Missing Heir is created by Rafaella Dutra, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Dear readers,
If you enjoy this novel, I’d recommend another book of the same genre: .
My first love dumped me for a million dollars, forcing me into an arranged marriage. Five years later, when he tried to meet me again, my husband found out...

STORY BLURB

"You want this Viv. Don't you?"

He murmured,his thumb tracing a gentle part down my body. His piercing green eyes seemed to bore into my soul,their intensity making my heart raced.

“Stop please,” I cried.

I held on to his shoulders to push him away but my fingers dugged into his skin as I threw my head back. A moan escaped my throat.

He leaned closer and hiked my skirt up. He pushed aside my already wet panties and gently caressed my clitoris.

“Answer me baby, do you want this? Do you want us?”

I could feel his warm breath against my skin,his words laced with a tone that both thrilled and terrified me.

"Yes,I want it"

I whispered,my eyes fluttering close while his fingers thrust in and out of me. I couldn't control the moans that erupt my throat.

I knew my actions means giving him total control over me, but I couldn't think straight at the moment. I just wanted him.
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Hit by the betrayal of her best friend and her boyfriend, Vivian Everhart enters a marriage of convenience with Kian Blackwood. They would show affection and act like a normal couple to everyone, but indoors they act like strangers.

Their arrangement was going without a hitch for a while until they started feeling attracted towards each other. They decided to make their marriage real until a figure from Kian's past came into the picture. This made the couple drift apart.

Will they go their separate ways? Or will they give themselves another chance and fight for their love?

After getting married, my husband never touched me. I always thought he was asexual until one day, to my shock, I discovered he was having an affair!

Because he and his lover were too intense during sex, his lover ended up in the hospital!

What shocked me even more was that the person he was having an affair with was his sister!

At that moment, my heart felt like it was being scalded with boiling oil, the pain was excruciating...

He is the First Wolf.
Five thousand years of blood and moon and hunger carved into a man who no longer remembers how to ask.
She is the last High Priestess reborn, the only woman who ever made the Moon scream, and the only one who can end his curse… or finish him for good.
Eva Harlow doesn’t believe in fate. She believes in locks, in exits, in never owing anyone anything.
Malach Whitaker believes in one thing only: her.
He has waited through empires and plagues and the slow rot of centuries, collecting pieces of her dead lives like a dragon hoards gold. This time he is done waiting. This time the torc is around her throat before she even knows she’s been caught.
Beneath a shuttered Appalachian megachurch lies The Hollow: an underground coliseum of rust, rage, and pack law.
Here, silver scars and moonshine flow in equal measure.
Here, the bond between them is a living blade: every touch sharpens it, every refusal makes it bleed.
Body. Blood. Womb.
Three offerings she swore to a Goddess who no longer walks the earth.
Three offerings she will have to give freely, or watch the world drown in wolves.
She will try to run.
He will let her.
She will try to kill him.
He will die smiling, because the curse won’t let him stay dead until she loves him enough to break it.
This is not a love story.
This is a claiming.
This is the sound of a five-thousand-year hunger finally sinking its teeth into the only throat it was ever meant for.
Dark. Feral. Inevitable.

For mature readers only.
This is a collection of short adult stories centered on desire, attraction, lust, and moments where people give in to what they want.
Each story explores different situations — some risky, some emotional, some purely physical — where boundaries don't always hold.
The focus is on intense connections, bold choices, and encounters that leave an impact.
These stories are fast-paced, direct, and meant to be read for pure enjoyment.

"Breaking News Kyler Jacobs has been taken off the market rumor has it she is the CEO of CoLab Inc what a match made in heaven."
"No, my dream guy is off the market someone please tell me this is a joke."
'Wedding bells are ringing'
"Can that woman really be that beautiful? They look perfect together they look like royalty."
"OMW HAS NO ONE SEEN THEY ARE WEARING MATCHING OUTFITS. TALK ABOUT ROMANTIC"
"Oh, my word yes they are matching why didn't I see that before."
While reading the comments I am completely blown away by the number of compliments its 7:30 in the morning and the entire country is in a frenzy no wonder my mom called me at 5 in morning.


Carla Simpson A CEO of a million-dollar company at age twenty. Her parents died when she was 12 years old. Kyler Jacobs a twenty-eight-year-old Billionaire falls in love with Carla at first sight. He arranges to be present at her meeting and what looked like intimate pictures of the couple went viral over the internet. Kyler's mother fakes a heart attack to force him to marry Carla. The two fall in love, but many trials and tribulations come in between them will the couple survive, or will they call it quits?
The first book in the series, for the sequel, please read The Billionaire's Secret Little Wife

On my son's seventh birthday, he hid behind my husband's first love and shouted at me, "You're a bad woman! She's my real mom!"
My husband was even crueler. He threw me out of the house without a second thought.
"To me, you were nothing but a surrogate."
Heartbroken, I walked away—and later adopted an abandoned little boy.
Years passed, when my husband finally learned the truth about the woman he had always protected, he came to me with our biological son, both of them kneeling before me in tears, begging for forgiveness.
Holding my adopted son's hand, I smiled calmly.
"Sorry. I only have one son."

Intro: I'm an S-Class superhuman, but I was locked in a basement for five full years, subjected to inhuman abuse and torment. All they wanted was to drain my blood and energy dry. I once believed that if I could just endure it all, I would see my family again. Until my wife Valen's voice came through the intercom and revealed that it was all a lie. I will turn my fury into strength and tear it all apart with my own hands.

Eight years ago, I fled Pennsylvania for London, desperate to escape all the painful ghosts of my hometown. An urgent frantic call from my mother pulls me back—my brother Ethan’s condition has worsened drastically, and he mutters only my name nonstop. Ethan is the only person I hold dear in that family, leaving me no choice but to come home.

I never intended to run into Luke Morrison again, the man scarred by a knife wound while saving me. At a charity gala, a boy around six or seven years old rushes forward, throwing his arms around me and calling me Mama over and over.

Trapped by heavy guilt, the child’s earnest longing and our simmering unfinished love, I have to confront the scars I spent eight years evading.

“You can stand there and deny it all you want,” he said huskily in my ear. “But I know how drenched you were that night. Your tight little p*ssy? It was calling my name, baby.”

“You’re insane! I never wanted you!” I gritted out, hating how weak I sounded. Hating how my arms suddenly didn’t have the strength to push him away.

How there was a part of me that truly wanted him, despite everything.

“Keep denying it,” he murmured, eyes darkening. “It just makes me more eager to bend you over my desk and f*ck that attitude right out of you.”


When executive assistant Alice Rhodes sent her arrogant and insufferable boss, Theodore Linden-Hawthorne, a sext during the company’s New Year’s party, her life turned completely upside down.

She lost everything: her fiancé, her family, and her best friend, all because of one embarrassing mistake. To make matters worse, Theodore seemed incapable of staying away from her, and Alice was horrified to realize that the feeling was slowly starting to become mutual.

But this attraction between them came at a price. Alice and Theodore came from two completely different worlds. Their attraction was forbidden and frowned upon by everyone around them. Would their love survive vengeful exes, juicy scandals, hidden secrets, and unexpected surprises?

The room went deadly silent. Christopher, the CEO of Sullivan Group, looked at me with pure disgust. "Get this crazy girl out of here! My grandfather is dying, and you're playing sick games?"

But the old man on the bed... his eyes flew open. He stared at me—not at my young, beautiful face, but into my soul. He saw the sketch in my hand. A secret only a mother and her six-year-old son would know.

"Jimmy," I said softly, using the nickname no one had spoken in decades. "Do you remember the thunderstorms?"

Tears streamed down the old man's wrinkled cheeks. The most powerful man in Boston, reached out his frail hand to grasp mine. "Mama?" he choked out, his voice breaking like a small child's. "You came back?"

Christopher froze. The doctors froze. I climbed onto the bed and pulled my 80-year-old son into my arms. "I'm here, baby. Mommy's home."

In this prestigious North American university, I was just a lowly physical education teacher, working long hours and being bossed around.
No one knew that two years ago, I was a special forces legend, codenamed "Tyrant," who climbed to the top of the dark web, stepping over the corpses of countless enemies in the abyss of hell.
I thought I had washed the blood off my hands.
Until that day, the only ordinary female student I cared about was lured into a black market industrial park on the Balkan border, facing a butcher's chainsaw.
For five million dollars to save my life, I was willing to swallow all my pride and bow to the school's richest family.
But what I got in return was public humiliation and a beating from the powerful.
They laughed at me, calling me a weakling, saying my life was less than that of a lowly dog.
Watching the video showing only five hours left of life and death, I snapped the spine of the richest man's bodyguard with my bare hands, tearing apart the docile mask I had worn for two years.
Crossing half the globe to storm into a heavily guarded, lawless land?
It had been a long time since I'd stretched my muscles.
It seems the world has forgotten why this dark jungle, filled with warlords and evil, still cannot bear to hear my name!

On the eve of my engagement, I dumped the far-famed alphaking, Jamal, and ran away with another man.I've been blaming myself for his memory loss until he almost killed me in the Deep Forest.After I found out that Jamal's memory loss wasn't real, he panicked.He forced me to watch him make out with another woman.I was sick and he had security kick me out."Stop it, Heaven, amnesia is a leftover trick I play."

Until I passed out in front of him.Until he learned the truth about my departure.

After my son was kidnapped by criminals, I begged my detective husband to save him.

He was too busy protecting his frightened first love to care—hanging up on my desperate calls one after another.

The kidnappers demanded a $500,000 ransom to spare my child's life. That's when I discovered he had already drained our family savings—to spoil his first love.

When I screamed that his own son was hanging by a thread, he just sneered that I was an attention-seeking liar.

In the end, the kidnappers sent back my seven-year-old son's severed head.

Even after that, my husband still fought tooth and nail to protect his first love who had orchestrated our child's death.

It wasn't until I made him stand before that headless little body and identify it himself that he finally, completely, lost his mind.

Five years ago, I woke up after surgery with my mind completely blank. The doctor said I had been in a training accident, and I was lucky just to be alive. Due to my injuries, after being discharged from the military, I was assigned to the mess hall at Fort Kiernan. Every day, I stood behind the same serving window, dishing out the same beef and potato stew to the same group of new recruits. I thought my life would always be like this. Then one day, a female journalist from the detention cell was escorted over by military police to get her meal. She slid her tray toward me and spoke a word I had never heard before. The ladle slipped right out of my left hand. My right arm dropped to my side, and my fingers curled instinctively into the shape of a gun grip. Who on earth am I?

The best day of Marcia's life was the day her husband had thrown her dying body into the cold North Dakota night. When a handsome stranger found her and nursed her back to health she found the one thing she had always wanted, but never had, a family. Together they ran the Quiet Moon Wolf Sanctuary and for once Marica felt safe and happy.

The delicate balance that Marcia had found in her life came crumbling down in a single night. Her best friend and savior was dead, her home burned to the ground, werewolves were real, and apparently, one was her soul mate.

When he went to collect the body of his older brother the last thing Marcus thought he would find was his mate. Even stranger was the fact that she seemed to be human but there was something else about her. Marcus had never considered that his mate would be a human but he would not question the Moon Goddess's judgment.

He was determined to help her accept him and his world but what would happen when long-lost secrets became revealed? Would he still accept her when he found out who and what she really is? Could they protect each other and their pack when those that were hunting her found them?

“Harper, you look beautiful as ever. The look of captivity suits you.”
“What do you want with me, Alpha Thane?”
I spat the words out. His menacing smile curled over his white teeth. It is a terrible thing, how such a handsome man can be the devil reincarnated.
“It is no secret; I want you as my mate.”
“WHY ME… WHY DID YOU PICK ME?” I raised my voice and yelled at him.
Harper Rae, a fierce survivor whose life is shattered when the ruthless Alpha Thane Kago invades her pack, intent on making her his mate. But Harper isn’t one to bow. With the love and strength of Gabriel Mason, she ignites a fight for freedom that births a legacy destined to reshape the supernatural world.
Years later, Harper and Gabriel's daughter, Willow Mason, carries the weight of that legacy with a rebel’s heart. Torn between two dangerous bad boys—a wild demon with a devil-may-care attitude and a noble dragon prince—Willow finds herself at the center of an ancient, deadly feud that could rip the world apart. To save her people and protect her heart, she must embrace her destiny as a leader.
The saga reaches its epic conclusion with Ryder, Willow’s son—a dragon-Lycan hybrid so powerful that even the gods tremble in fear. Hunted by celestial forces, Ryder’s journey of love and vengeance climaxes in a battle of godly proportions, as he proves his worth not as a threat but as a savior. His final ascension as a god seals the legacy of a family that dared to defy everything.
This sweeping epic blends forbidden love, supernatural conflict, and divine drama into a thrilling story of survival and triumph. Perfect for fans of shifter romance and tales of epic legacy. A Steamy Werewolf / Dragon / Hybrid Romance Novel.

She is the last in their breed of Golden Wolves; the most powerful werewolf with strong mental powers, but Daffodil never knew it.

Lexus is a Beta Warrior with a mission; to find the last golden she-wolf that the next in line Alpha dreamed of having as his wife to make him the most powerful Alpha in the Werewolves’ realm.

What happened if the last Golden She-wolf is the mate of the Beta Warrior?

And what is the truth, behind the Beta Warrior's identity?

Hannah is young and beautiful, but the part about being beautiful, she doesn't quite believe. And she's stuck in Denmark. The plan had been to move to England and study. Instead, she has moved back in with her parents to take care of her sick father who has had a stroke. Hannah works in the family business, which is run by her uncle, Filip. Hannah has no time for friends or love, until she literally throws herself at the handsome and charming William Black. But the encounter with William is complicated. Hannah has no room in her life for complications, but she's having a hard time containing herself when it comes to the annoying and controlling Mr. Black.

Vienna Alvis finds herself in an ambiguous situation when all of a sudden her father wants her to marry his best friend's son. Though single her whole life she thought she should at least give it a shot and then she decides to meet her high class would be on the terrace of a stranded building only to find him trying to end his life.

Keith Devlin stood on the edge of the building wanting to end his life. Tears streamed down his eyes and he wiped it away angrily pushing his glasses up when a feminine voice shrieked from behind him. He turned around and saw a woman running towards him to where he was standing but he had already made up his mind. And the next moment he chose to let the gravity work on him as he jumped off the building.

On the seventh wedding anniversary, I woke up in the lounge and found a big word "BITCH" sprayed with red paint on my chest.
The culprit, holding a spray-paint can, had a naive-looking smile on her face and said, "I'm doing you a favor. Your white outfit's way too boring."
I was just about to take action when my husband rushed in to protect her, frowning and scolding me: "She's just a little girl; she doesn't know any better. Do you have to be so petty?"
At this moment, looking at the man in front of me who had risen because of my family's influence, I suddenly laughed.
He probably forgot who had given him this overwhelming wealth.
I unscrewed the red-tipped thick paint pen and walked step by step towards the trembling girl.
"Your face is boring, too. Let me do you a favor."
As for my husband?
I'll make him know that without me, he's worse than a dog.

Forsaken. Beastless. Cursed. When Aeloria Tideborn was placed into the sacred waters of the Beast Temple as a newborn, no creature answered her call. In a world where every child bonds with a beast protector, she grew up mocked as hollow....bullied at school, rejected by her parents, and forced to scrape by with nothing but her stubborn spark.

Until the sea claimed her.

On her sixteenth birthday, she found him: Kaelthys, a crying cub hidden in a seaside cave. Not just any beast, but a Leviathan, the ancient god-beast of the ocean, whispered about only in myth. From that moment on, she was no longer hollow. She was chosen.

Now eighteen, Aeloria is summoned to Beast Bond Academy, where the strongest bonded fae compete for rank, power, and survival. Trials are brutal. Ranks are everything. And her Leviathan bond makes her the academy's biggest mystery, and biggest threat.

But The Primal Accord hides a dangerous secret: they plan to enslave the sea and destroy the Leviathan's kin. Aeloria must decide whether to protect the very people who cast her aside... or rise as the heir of the ocean and lead the sea to war.

And then there are the four beast-bonded males drawn to her by fate, enemies, rivals, protectors, lovers. The bonds she swore she'd never need might be the only thing strong enough to save her world.

Dark Academia ✅
Rejected heroine ✅
Magical academy ✅
Deadly trials ✅
Reverse harem / multiple mates ✅
Enemies-to-lovers tension ✅
Mythical beast bond ✅
Sea creatures/Merpeople ✅