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Looking for true love at the right time can sometimes be impossible. The most likely thing to happen is that we find the right love at the wrong time with the right person.

Aliyah has been blessed to have someone who is willing to fight for her despite rejections. Oliver Webb, a well-known businessman who owns a large business empire, courted her. They became lovers, and they got married. But still, life is full of unwanted things to give.

After three months of being in that marriage, Oliver met an accident and was declared dead on the spot. Aliyah's world almost collapsed, especially when she lost more than that. She lost her husband and her child.

It's been so hard for her to move on, but she didn't have a choice until she woke up one morning beside a stranger.

She's trying to forget about the guy, but maybe fate will lead her back to him so that they might even become business partners. Will it lead them to a romantic ending, or will it be a way for Aliyah to discover the real reason for her husband's death?

How will she accept the truth behind every lies that are no in her way?

One month until the SAT.
Staring at my phone screen—at the pulsing number on "Oracle," the mandatory score prediction app that Elite Prep forced every student to install—I couldn't help but think it was all a joke.
In my previous life, every time I finished a practice test, this garbage system would automatically dock twenty points from my predicted score.
But skip class for a day? The number would mysteriously jump up twenty points.
Back then, I actually believed in this bullshit algorithm. I completely gave up for an entire month, watching that predicted score skyrocket all the way to 1550.
But when I finally logged into College Board to check my real results, I'd scored a pathetic 400.
And that brilliant 1550? It appeared on my stepsister Dahlia's score report instead.
Disgusted that I'd embarrassed the Wright family, my father Harold froze my credit card without a second thought and threw me out of the family estate, clearing the path for Dahlia to claim Grandpa's ten-million-dollar trust fund all for herself.
That night, homeless on the streets, I was cornered by some thugs in a filthy Brooklyn alley and beaten to death.
Lying in a pool of my own blood, fading fast, I heard Dahlia's voice.
"Your GPA's been crushing mine since we were kids. I thought you, the so-called 'Straight-A student,' were supposed to be so smart."
She stood over me, mocking. "Turns out you got played by a prediction app. Pathetic."
That's when it finally clicked. My Oracle prediction system had been completely rigged from the source code—by Dahlia.
I shot up in bed, gasping, my shirt soaked through with sweat. I'd actually gone back in time—one month before the test.
Right now, the Oracle widget glowed eerily on my phone's home screen, displaying a single number: 1350.

In the prestigious halls of Emerald Crest Academy, Eros Belmonte is known as the "Ice Prince." Ever since a tragic accident claimed the lives of his mother and sister, he has closed himself off from the world, wearing his emotional detachment like an armor. His cold demeanor instills fear in his schoolmates, who keep their distance, leaving him isolated in his grief.

Everything changes when he meets Athena, an orphan and the unwanted adopted daughter of the Sanderson family. Like Eros, she has lost her mother and sister, and their shared pain creates an instant connection.

As Eros begins to thaw under Athena's warmth, their bond faces numerous challenges. Athena's troubled life and his own emotional struggles threaten to pull them apart. Together, they must face their pasts and decide if they can help each other heal.

He stood infront of me, held my face between his hands and stared down at me.

I waited, once again, I did.

For what?

This time I didnt know.

But the moment he spoke, I knew, the wait was over.

" you waited. " he said.

I gasped.

" you waited." He breathed.


This is a story of a wife who waited for her husband.

For him to listen, hear, see and love her.

In a world where female werewolves are prizes to be hunted, one Alpha's daughter refuses to be caught.

Eighteen-year-old Lena Blackwood has always been different—preferring books to forests, independence to tradition. Now, as the annual werewolf hunting party approaches, she faces the barbaric ritual that haunts every unmated female: becoming prey for males eager to claim her with their bite.

As the daughter of a powerful Alpha, Lena is the ultimate trophy. One mark on her neck could force her into a lifetime of submission to a stranger, tearing her away from everything she's ever known. With no say in who becomes her mate, Lena must risk everything to maintain control over her own destiny.

But when the mysterious and feared Kieran Stone—the youngest Alpha in generations with a reputation for brutality—makes a surprise appearance at the hunting party, the stakes become deadlier than ever. Caught between ancient werewolf traditions and her desperate fight for freedom, Lena discovers unexpected allies and enemies lurking in the shadows.

In a society where females are expected to submit and males are entitled to claim, Lena must find the strength to rewrite the rules—or become another victim of a tradition soaked in blood.

Some traditions aren't meant to be followed. Some bonds can't be broken. And some hunts turn the prey into the predator.

Serena is looking for one night with a Daddy Dom and she finds the perfect man in a sex club. The Daddy believes he's found perfection too and races to find her after she runs away. What will Serena do when she finds out Daddy wants to share her with his friends? Will she balk or will she dive right in?

Seven years ago, Emerald Hutton had left her family and friends behind for high school in New York City, cradling her broken heart in her hands, to escape just only one person. Her brother's best friend, whom she loved from the day he'd saved her from bullies at the age of seven. Broken by the boy of her dreams and betrayed by her loved ones, Emerald had learned to bury the pieces of her heart in the deepest corner of her memories.

Until seven years later, she has to come back to her hometown after finishing her college. The place where now the cold-hearted stone of a billionaire resides, whom her dead heart once used to beat for.

Scarred by his past, Achilles Valencian had turned into the man everyone feared. The scorch of his life had filled his heart with bottomless darkness. And the only light that had kept him sane, was his Rosebud. A girl with freckles and turquoise eyes he'd adored all his life. His best friend's little sister.

After years of distance, when the time has finally come to capture his light into his territory, Achilles Valencian will play his game. A game to claim what's his.

Will Emerald be able to distinguish the flames of love and desire, and charms of the wave that had once flooded her to keep her heart safe? Or she will let the devil lure her into his trap? Because no one ever could escape his games. He gets what he wants. And this game is called...

The trap of Ace.

Elena died on the operating table, betrayed by her husband, her unborn child already gone.
But death? Just her intermission.
She woke up in a whole new world—a beastmen's world, where females are rarer than diamonds and the strongest males go mad without a woman's mark to calm them down.
And her?
Labelled the weakest female alive. An F-rank body with a joke of a status.
But hidden inside? Unlimited mental power.
Just as she's figuring out this mess, a system pops up with one hell of an offer:
Complete the missions. Bond with assigned males. Save this world.
Do all that, and you get a one-way ticket back home… for revenge.
Sounds simple? Think again.
A Wolf General, colder than a blizzard, who should have ended her—ended up letting her mark him.
A Fox Prince, all charming smiles and secret schemes, who started playing games only to lose his own heart.
A golden Dragon, sunshine-bright and fiercely possessive, who declares her his destined treasure.
A shadowy Serpent, too patient and too dangerous, watching her every move from the dark.
A Phoenix King, whose love burns so hot he'd reduce empires to cinders for her.
They all need her mark. They all want her.
And sharing? Not in their vocabulary.
Too bad for them—
She's not here for love stories.
She's here to survive.
To climb.
To turn their legendary power into her own stepping stones.
And one day…
To go back and make her betrayers wish they were never born.

She wasn't supposed to survive the night.

On her eighteenth birthday, Lydia runs. Broken, bleeding, and out of options. Her stepfather had already sold her. The buyer was waiting. The only direction left was the one no human ever chose: into the forest that belonged to the wolves.

Alpha King Eric has one rule. Humans don't cross his borders and live to tell about it.

He breaks it.

He tells himself it's strategy. That keeping her close is safer than letting her go. That the way his wolf goes silent when she's near means nothing.
He's wrong about all of it.

Lydia isn't looking for a savior. She's looking for a way out. Out of the past, out of the fear, out of the version of herself that learned to disappear. What she finds instead is a world with its own rules, its own dangers, and an Alpha who watches her like she's either a threat or something he doesn't have a word for yet.

When his parents move against her and she runs again, Eric has to choose.

Broken Borders is book one of the Where the Wild Claims You series, a dark paranormal romance about a girl who survives, a king who bends, and a bond neither of them is ready to name.

Short Copywriting:
Lily couldn't stop others from hurting her unborn child.
Just because she is the daughter of a nanny, and she fell in love with the young master who is beyond her reach.
When she felt his tenderness, she could even abandon her dignity as long as she could stay with him.
But what she didn't expect was that the man she loved deeply asked her to donate a kidney for saving his ex-girlfriend while she had pregnant for eight months!
"You’d better leave after the operation." He said coldly.
"Why? I love you so deeply, but why do you want me and our child dead?"

"Mate!" My eyes bulged out of my head as I snapped up to regard the guy who is obviously the king. His eyes were locked on mine as he began to advance very quickly. Oh great. That's why he looked familiar, he was the same guy who I bumped into only an hour or two before hand. The one who claimed I was his mate...

Oh... SHIT!


In a dystopian future, it is the 5-year anniversary of the end of the earth as we knew it. A race of supernatural creatures calling themselves the lycanthrope has taken over and nothing has been the same.

Every town is split into two districts, the human district, and the wolf district. The humans are now treated as a minority, while the Lycans are to be treated with the utmost respect, failure to submit to them results in brutal public punishments. For Dylan, a 17-year-old girl, living in this new world is tough. Being 12 when the wolves took over, she has both witnessed and experienced public punishment firsthand.

Wolves have been domineering since the new world and if you're found to be the mate of one, for Dylan it is a fate worse than death. So what happens when she finds out she not only is a lycan’s mate but that lycan happens to be the most famous and the most brutal of them all?

Follow Dylan on her rocky journey, combatting life, love, and loss.

A new spin on the typical wolf story. I hope you enjoy it.

Warning, mature content.
Scenes of strong Abuse.
Scenes of self-harm
Scenes of Rape.
Scenes of a Sexually explicit nature.
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

18+ rated
Steamy, dark content.


When my eyes opened, I found myself lying on silk sheets, my hands restrained with handcuffs.

The air became unreasonably cold as three vampires with their fangs out emerged, their eyes different colors yet familiar and terrifying.

I felt a slight slap on my thighs, and I whimpered as I spread them open.

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She was meant to be his blood slave.
But she was claimed long before he could mark her.

Nyx Vespera, the last of a slaughtered bloodline, is untouchable. Her blood is laced with a toxic magic that’s lethal to most vampires. But for the most powerful among them, her blood is a seduction they can’t resist.

Vale Orun Nömad, the notorious Vampire King, believed he could make Nyx his willing blood slave. But when he tasted her blood, he found himself ensnared. He was unable to resist the pull of her intoxicating power and their sizzling attraction.

Hawke Dubel, Vale’s most trusted subordinate, has always been by his side. But Nyx’s blood has a different effect on him. It makes him crave her not just for her blood, but for the power to own her.

Then, there’s the third man. A ghost from her past. Nyx’s first love, a vampire hunter whom she believed dead, now haunts her every step, demanding she submit to him once again.

What happens when a failed ritual forces her into the arms of three powerful, dangerous men? What will she do when the pull of desire is too great to resist, and her body betrays her every time they touch?

Can she escape the chains of passion they’ve wrapped around her, or will she surrender to the intoxicating desires that threaten to consume her and them completely?

Santa Close is a tender holiday romance about love found in unexpected places and the quiet power of simply showing up. A financially struggling man takes a seasonal Santa Claus job to survive Christmas, he never expects to become part of a single mother’s carefully protected world, or to matter so deeply to her five-year-old son. Through small promises kept, shared moments, and the honest perspective of a child, a temporary role becomes something far more permanent. This story blends cozy Christmas charm with emotional realism, delivering a satisfying romantic journey that ends not in fantasy, but in commitment.

“Omega, in about an hour, you’ll feel warm, dizzy, and overcome with hormones in your body.”
I paled. “What happens after it takes effect?”
“Then an alpha in the surrounding area will react to your scent.”
After an hour, the nurse popped her head in. She had a strange look in her eyes and I didn’t like it.
“So he is out there?”
The nurse’s smile fell, “No, not one.”
My eyes widened. “two?”
“No, you have four mates.”
I shook my head. “No, that’s not possible!”
She sighed and opened her phone. “Your mates are as follows; Colby Mcgrath, Rain Kim, Matthew Clark, and Jade Johnson.”
When she said the first name I started to feel faint but then the nurse kept rattling off all the names of my tormenters for years. How could I be tied to all of my brother’s friends?
My panties got wet, I refused to accept that this was a hormonal reaction.

“Selena…..take care of our mother”, she stuttered, then vomited blood on to her hands.

Selena blinked, taken aback by the declaration, a clod lump forming in her throat.

Even though she had just met the woman, her heart was aching profoundly

“Noooo!”, Selena shrieked out as she saw her twin collapse, her eyes wide open and not blinking.


Selena takes on the role of her dead twin sister Mia Langdon. She soon gets caught up in a power

struggle for the throne.

Her heart is torn apart by the devilish vampire, Dominic Vanhuesan,who is also the King in the

North.

Her kind and serene mentor, Caro Silva, the King in the West, who knows about her mission and

is appointed by the Queen to guide Selena in her quest for power.

Will Selena be able to outplay every move of her enemies and be successful in taking over the

throne ? Who will have her heart? Her sworn nemesis or her mentor?

Maya Vasquez doesn't belong at Kensington Academy. Everyone knows it. The scholarship girl with the secondhand uniform and the east‑side address. She's spent a year being invisible, and it's worked.

Until she crashes into Liam Whitmore.

Basketball god. Campus royalty. Sabrina Chase's ex. The kind of rich, untouchable boy who called her scholarship trash in the hallway.

Now Sabrina is bullying Maya's mom, threatening her job, and making it clear that Maya will pay for getting too close to her ex. Maya's family is one paycheck away from eviction. Her mom is sick. And she has nowhere to turn.

Liam offers a deal: pretend to be his girlfriend. He needs to fix his image. She needs protection and money. No feelings. No real dates. End of story.

But fake hand‑holding turns into real conversations. Staged coffee dates turn into something that feels nothing like acting. And Sabrina isn't just watching—she's waiting to destroy them both.

In a world where your zip code determines your worth, Maya is about to learn that the most dangerous thing she can do isn't falling behind.

It's falling for the boy who was built to break her.

In my third year at the Eden Center, I forgot how to play guitar, forgot the rhythm of rock and roll, and forgot the name Melody.
They used twelve thousand electric shocks and seven hundred hours of sleep deprivation to scrub my name down to Number 2963.
Now, I'm their perfect instrument. No preferences, no pain, only commands.
My parents finally got the perfect daughter they'd always dreamed of—until the day they ordered me to die.

The High Fae were facing extinction, their bloodlines withering away.

Valerius, the Prince of the Shadow Realm, was a terrifying force of nature—ruthless and utterly cold.

I am Ella, a mere human who accidentally fell into a Shadow Rift, a mortal girl with nothing but survival on my mind.

Left with no other choice, I snuck into this shadow prince's bed in the dead of night.

On the day he pierced my chest to take my heart-blood to save the Witch Princess, I faked my death and ran away—carrying his half-Fae babies in my belly.

Years later, I was busy preening the starry wings of my seven little miracles.

He found me, dropping to his knees, as pathetic and desperate as an abandoned hound.

"Ella... do you really not want me anymore?"

Earth was dying. They deemed it unsavable, so they sent Nasia on her very first mission to retrieve every species DNA on the planet. Only she was ordered to leave the humans behind.
With no emotions of her own she never understood the humans so called feelings over the decades it takes her to gather all the samples.
Until she meets a boy named Ry. A boy who shows her a side no other human ever has before. A boy she was willing to risk everything to save.

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

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

But nothing is as it seems.

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


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

"R.. rest?" I stutter.

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

"Wh.. what do you mean?"

"By night, we consummate our wedding."

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

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

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

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

My heart hammers so violently I think it might burst.

I saved my father.

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

I ripped out half my heart for him.

Literally.

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

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

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

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

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

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

All I wanted was a quiet life on a farm far away from Earth, where I would work on my project. That dream vanishes the moment I am caught stealing a carburetor and taken to prison. After spending a long time there, I join the Intergalactic Bride Program.
You better believe your ass I take the first chance to gain back my freedom, even if I have to warm some alien balls in the process. It’s all about perspective.
A few months later, I am matched with my dream alien. Or so the program says.
Despite not trusting men because of my ex, it doesn’t take long for me to get close to Yaell. He seems to be everything I’ve ever wanted.
The day we are supposed to be bound forever, Yaell never appears before the Everlasting Tree.
Whatever.
See if I care, looser.
I’m going to show him what he lost by getting into the first alien bed I stumble upon.
I am toxic and petty as fuck.
Welcome to my shit show!

"She's not the bride. She's my chosen wife."

Zeno Alaister Leander Valentini

Lyla was only his substitute bride until she took his time, attention, and life.

Mate. Something every werewolf looks forward to.

The thought of finding someone tailor-made by the moon goddess for you alone in the entire world is exhilarating.

At least it was for me. For a while. I waited for what felt like forever. Everyone finds their mate once they turn eighteen. I'll be eighteen in a few days.

I wanted to keep myself for my mate. To be pure but who was I kidding. Nobody could have prepared me for who my mate was. Not even my adoptive parents.

The alpha's son. Maverick Tatum. The same boy I used to think of as a scum after watching how he treats the female in the pack. That same boy was my mate.

I'm Ares Powers. My parents said they found me in the woods with my name engraved in the wood of the beads I was wearing.

They have tried taking off the beads multiple times when I was growing up. They couldn't. They took me to the pack seer and he said only my true mate can help me remove the beads and unlock my wolf's highest potential.

I wonder why my birth parents would want to keep my powers locked.

The day I found out Maverick was my mate was the same day he rejected me. In front of everyone. The next day, I was banished from the pack.

I swore to get my revenge then. But until then, I have to find a way to unlock my wolf's full potential because my mate turned out to be unreliable.

My husband, Alpha Casey and I were chosen mates, we were very much in love. Until Lori, his fated mate came into the picture...They made out in front of me, and he even wanted me to give up my position as the Luna. He said nothing would change between us, now everything changed.He left me behind when he was on the run, he took Lori with him instead. Just when I decided to give up on him and start my new life with another Alpha, he said he want me back."Please, do not resent me for making this horrible mistake. I would do anything to make it up to you once you got back. Don’t give up on me, don’t give up on us."My husband of 5 years, or the strongest Alpha of the whole continent?

I’m running. Not just from the past, but from the man who made it a living hell. My father—human, cruel, a monster in his own right. He hated what I was, what my mother was, and he made me pay for it every day. Silver chains. Bruises. Screams. But I’m done being his punching bag.

But then the wolves find me and my little brother.

Their Alpha, Lucian, is cold and ruthless—and my mate. He rejects me without hesitation. Weak. Broken. Not fit to stand by his side.

Fine. Let him underestimate me. I’ll survive, for Henry and for myself.

Years later, I return, no longer the girl he cast aside. There’s a new threat, one that could destroy his pack—and I’m the only one who can stop it.

Lucian looks at me differently now—like he sees what he lost. The mate he pushed away. And there are times I can't resist...

"You useless thing."
My husband Cassian stared at me coldly. "I thought marrying a Costa daughter would get me something, but it turns out to be nothing. And your sister, on the contrary, has become the family heir."
With that, he wrenched off our wedding ring and smashed it violently onto the ground.
"I should have chosen her in the first place, not you." Those were his final words to me.
In my previous life, I was an unrecognized illegitimate daughter of a mafia family. I obediently accepted the arranged marriage, bared my heart to my hypocritical relatives, and believed wholeheartedly in my husband's promises.
But in the end, all I got was the iron chains of the dungeon, dying with eternal regret and the unresolved truth behind my mother's tragic death. My mother and I were nothing but stepping stones in their power struggle.
Yet when I opened my eyes again, I was back three weeks after my mother's passing — at the engagement scene that decided my entire fate.
This time, I'll make every single one of them understand: they made the wrong choice!

She was young and innocent.
He was married and happy.

When Catherine was on her way to take her late grandmother’s place in the Morrows’ Mansion, she had no intention of running into Dr. Rafael Morrow. She hadn't intended to pass out in the middle of nowhere, only to be found by him and have her emotions stirred up. She had no intention of conspiring with his wife and taking her place for one night - a night that would change her life forever.

She was only meant to bear his child, not fall in love with him.
He was never meant to find out.

When Catherine stumbled into his life, Dr Rafael Morrow wasn't ready to open the door to a forbidden affair, but life sometimes happens at the wrong time for all the right reasons.

Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip.

“Do you want that?” He asks roughly. “Do you want us?”

I stare at him lustfully. My eyes clouded with lust, passion and desire.

I'm surrounded. Drenched in lust. Filled with passion and burning fire. Filled with the heat of desire pooling in my stomach.

I'm horny as fuck.

I should say no. I should.

I'm not supposed to be doing this.

Not with my stepbrothers.

Not with three of them all at once.

But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper.

“Yes.”

All three of them groan.

“Your wish is our command, my vixen,” Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver.


After Elena's mother marries a powerful billionaire, she moves into a lavish estate only to discover that her new stepbrothers are triplets.

They're older, hot, intimidating, dangerous, sinfully attractive…and nothing alike when it comes to how they treat her.

Her mother says “They're just your brothers now.”

But they don't look at her like brothers.
Not even a tiny bit.

Elena never meant to fall for them. But they all seem to want her and won't back down.

To make things worse?

They're heirs to a Mafia empire. And they've all decided that Elena belongs to them…in very different ways.

Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip.
"Do you want that?" He asks roughly. "Do you want us?"
I stare at him lustfully. My eyes clouded with lust, passion and desire.
I'm surrounded. Drenched in lust. Filled with passion and burning fire. Filled with the heat of desire pooling in my stomach.
I'm horny as fuck.
I should say no. I should.
I'm not supposed to be doing this.
Not with my stepbrothers.
Not with three of them all at once.
But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper.
"Yes."
All three of them groan.
"Your wish is our command, my vixen," Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver.


After Elena's mother marries a powerful billionaire, she moves into a lavish estate only to discover that her new stepbrothers are triplets.
They're older, hot, intimidating, dangerous, sinfully attractive…and nothing alike when it comes to how they treat her.
Her mother says "They're just your brothers now."
But they don't look at her like brothers.
Not even a tiny bit.
Elena never meant to fall for them. But they all seem to want her and won't back down.
To make things worse?
They're heirs to a Mafia empire. And they've all decided that Elena belongs to them…in very different ways.

James Smith disappeared for five years and suddenly returned.

In the eyes of his fiancée Evelyn Thorne, James is just a scarred drifter.

At a charity gala in New York, just as Evelyn is about to announce the annulment of her engagement to James.

Suddenly, the Four Great Consortiums of New York, along with hundreds of billionaires present, all rise to their feet and bow respectfully toward the man standing behind Evelyn.

It turns out James, his true identity is...

Kamila is a successful business woman who doesn't have luck with love. After her last breakup, her best friend advised her to get a dog.
She adopted two dogs without knowing that they were actually werewolves

Dylan and Ryan are twin brothers and Alpha of Silver Moon pack. They were travelling alone and got attacked by rogue. Too injured to heal on their own until they got picked by a pound.

Kamila adopted them and turned out to be their mate.
She found out about this two and her life changed in ways she couldn't imagine.

"You are ours. You have been ours since you were born and will always be ours"-Dylan
"You are our mate our life. You own us as much as we own you"- Ryan

Rosie, an introvert whose presence feels like serenity to Anthony.
Two people with completely different natures, from two different worlds find themselves consumed by one other. Rosie finally feels seen, Anthony finally realizes what magic feels like.
While they keep being pulled towards each other like magnets, they are kept apart by their own doubts and hesitations.

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

"I'm not one of your political assets to be managed."

"I never thought you were. But you've already decided I'm the villain, haven't you?"

Burned by a boyfriend who made her a bet and a system that crushes the vulnerable, social worker Nora Hayes has learned her lesson: trust no one, especially not powerful wolves. Then Julian Sterling—decorated war hero, federal inspector, and pure-blooded Alpha—keeps appearing exactly when she needs saving. His protection feels too good to be true. His attention, too focused to be innocent.

Julian knows Nora is his fated mate the moment her scent hits him. But she only sees another manipulator in expensive suits. When her ex's family weaponizes hidden debts and threatens her loved ones, Nora faces an impossible choice: become her ex's mistress, or accept help from another dangerous Alpha—the only one who's ever fought for her without asking for anything in return?

For eighteen years, Aveline Carter has lived in the shadows, forgotten by a mother who only seems to see her identical twin brother, Asher Carter, whose heart disease demands constant care. She resents him until the night she finds him lying unconscious on his bedroom floor.
At the hospital, Asher falls into a coma. His scans reveal bruises, internal bleeding and signs of prolonged physical abuse. Broken and furious, Aveline vows to expose the cruelty hidden behind the prestige of Crestwood Academy.
Cutting off her hair and disguising herself as her brother, Aveline infiltrates Crestwood Academy and fights her way onto the hockey team determined to unmask those responsible. Revenge should have been simple until she meets Kieran Hampton, the team’s arrogant and sharp-eyed star player. From their first clash, tension ignites. Aveline is certain he’s guilty and has no problem making his life miserable, but their undeniable chemistry only draws them closer with every confrontation.

While Aveline focuses on the wrong target, the real threat stands closer.

Cassian Thorne seems strange at first, his interest in her uncomfortably personal yet he gradually becomes her friend. Meanwhile, Kieran despite believing Aveline is male finds himself drawn to “him” in ways he can’t understand. When he uncovers her true identity, he chooses to protect her at all costs even as she refuses to trust him.
Revenge turns to grief when Asher dies, leaving Aveline drowning in guilt for falling for her brother’s supposed tormentor. Questions remain unanswered, and the truth is far darker than she imagined because Asher Carter was never just a victim. The bullying wasn’t just random.
As secrets unravel and loyalties shatter, Aveline must face one devastating question: what happens when the brother you were ready to destroy the world for isn’t who you thought he was?

Alessia Moretti was born into a legacy of wealth, silence, and shadows. When her powerful father dies unexpectedly, she returns to Florence — not in grief, but in search of what never made sense. The funeral is lavish, the condolences practiced. But what catches her eye isn’t in the eulogy. It’s a name in the guestbook. A stranger who stood apart. Watching.

A sealed envelope from her father's lawyer deepens the mystery — an addendum to his will, locked behind a single condition: it must not be opened unless something happens to Giuliana De Luca — the woman who raised Alessia, but never quite loved her. The woman who replaced her mother. The woman with secrets buried deeper than the grave.

As Alessia begins to peel back the layers of the house — and her own memory — she uncovers missing tapes, manipulated truths, and a man named Matteo who seems tied to it all. A man she should stay away from. A man who might already know who she really is.

But nothing in the Moretti legacy is what it seems.

Not her past.
Not her family.
Not even herself.

And some ghosts don’t stay buried.

Even After You is a dark, slow-burn romantic thriller about power, obsession, and the brutal things we inherit. For readers who crave revenge laced with longing, and love that demands blood before it offers softness.

What happens when you hit rock bottom and can’t see a way out? Do you take the handsome stranger’s indecent proposal that seems too good to be true?

In a word, yes. Desperation will make you do crazy things, like giving up a year of your life and travelling halfway around the world to marry a gorgeous Aussie winemaker who seems to come with more baggage than he knows what to do with.

I know I should keep my distance but there is something about him that just draws me in. Maybe it is the way he always seems to be there for me when I need it most, or that he just seems to know the right thing to say. All I know is that the moment he kisses me on our wedding day, I am in trouble.

Wealthy and arrogant, Alex is used to getting whatever he wants and he has set his eyes on Olivia. For months he has watched her as she calls out to every protective instinct he possesses. Waiting for the perfect opportunity to present itself, he is determined to make her his, in any way possible.

But Alex is hiding a secret, one that he is determined to protect until, one day, Olivia makes a revelation that sets her on a course of self-discovery. Together they explore Olivia’s submissive side, pushing boundaries and taking her on the wildest ride of her life. However, when Olivia’s past threatens to expose Alex’s secret, the true strength behind Alex and Olivia’s relationship is revealed.

My honeymoon was almost everything I dreamed it would be-- a tropical paradise, turquoise water, romantic walks on the beach, and loads and loads of mind shattering sex. The only thing missing was the groom.After seven years of coasting through a relationship with Michael, my senses were numb. A week of passion with a stranger was just what I needed to clear my head and take back control of my life. But how do you move on when the man that was only supposed to be a fling somehow seeps into your soul and steals your heart?

Jack and Syd spent a week in paradise. It was only supposed to be a fling. But life can be funny sometimes, and circumstances brought them back together again. Together they seemed to have found their happy ever after. But when Sydney is offered a chance at the career she has always wanted, she must leave Jack behind to follow her dreams. Can their love survive long distance? Sydney’s touring with a man every woman wants, but he only has eyes for Syd. And an unexpected tragedy leaves Jack feeling remorseful. Can the two find a way through to forever?

Eliot and Revean must face the sins of their fathers and hope that at least one of them survives. Our parents decided our future long before we were born. We have no say in what happens now.
Well, she doesn't, because she's mine. I will make her pay for what was taken from me.
All her dreams of a normal life are about to vanish. Replaced by a nightmare from hell. Death might be her best option.
But I won't let that happen. I'll get my pound of flesh. I'll make her suffer.
I am the devil she thinks I am.
So why do I find myself starting to worry about her.

Eight years.
It took eight long, aching years to say his name without shaking.
Eight years to convince myself that he was just the past..not fate.
Rafael De Luca.
The name I used to whisper with a smile now tastes like poison on my tongue. He was my first love. The boy who promised me the stars and the moon—then vanished without a word. No goodbye. No explanation. Just news that he’d flown overseas to chase his Formula One debut.
And the worst part? A week later, his photo was splashed across the tabloids—hand in hand with a world-famous supermodel, wearing the smile I once thought was mine.
I thought we were over.
Until life threw the cruelest twist.
Now I’m standing in the garage of the biggest F1 team in the world—not as a spectator, not as a bitter ex...but as the head of PR, responsible for managing the public image of a four-time world champion.
Yes.
Him.
Rafael.
And he still has that smile.
The one that can shatter me in a heartbeat.
He still has those eyes—blue eyes that pierce through every memory I’ve tried to burn.
But I’m not the high school girl he walked away from.
I’m Vicky Alvarez now.
And this isn't a love story he can rewind at will.
…Or maybe ... it never really ended?

21+ is not for teenagers or children.

"Don't blame me if... argh!" Nick growled, desperate. "Fuck off!"

"If what?"

"If that thing goes in by accident, you know it's a risk, Vanilla," Nick growled as Vanilla teased him more and more.

The girl felt soft and squishy and warm, Nick could feel her. Vanilla teased Nick, even more, rubbing it gently while groaning and kissing the corners of Nick's lips again and again.

"Nick... I... I seem have changed my mind."

Nick caught his breath. "Vanilla, if you keep moving there's a chance it will get lost inside."

"He won't get lost unless you lead him."

"Vanilla, it's not fucking jokes."

*MATURE READERS ONLY * DARK ROMANCE *
"What shall I do now that I have seized my prey?" He questions me, voice sonorous and husky whilst he inhales sharply nose buried into the flesh of my neck savouring the scent of his female. Canines descend eager to sink, unhesitant for a bite.
"Should I devour it?"He whispers into my ear whilst the tip of his hot tongue tastes the flavour of my inflamed skin. I quiver beneath him encaged under his muscular being.
"I am starving my female and you look absolutely... succulent."He moans, tongue stroking his plump lower lip as an uncontrollable need sets him on fire from within.


HIM - Deimos was neither man nor wolf. He was a God, the Alpha of Alphas. They say he possesses no soul, for his eyes retain coldness that no heat can melt, his heart unyielding and emotionless occupying profound scars from his battles guarded by high walls. He is ruthless, instilling fear within others and striving off it. He did not understand the meaning of love nor mates until he laid eyes on his moon blessed.
HER - Destined for greatness she fought tooth and claw to survive. Her past, her arduous war. The first female Alpha to have ever been born on her pack lands. Having no place she battled for her birthright, for her reign. She did not know that her fight did e not cease that night she triumphed. She did not know that her greatest bloodshed would be with her mate. Deimos.
He would fight against his heart and she would fight with her soul.

Damien's hands clamped hard around my thighs, spreading me wide, making me feel obscene.
His stare pinned me even before his mouth touched me—black fire in one eye, molten red in the other, daring me to resist.
My breath snagged. Every part of me ached for him to finally do it, to stop teasing, but he only smirked mischievously.
His breath feathered hot against the slick ache between my legs.
That was all....just air, just heat and my hips betrayed me, jerking up toward his face before I could stop them. Shame scalded me but his chuckle was darker as if he'd been waiting for me to surrender.
"You want my mouth here?" His voice rumbled against my skin, cruel amusement dripping from every word. "Then you'll beg."


I didn't ask for a new family, and I certainly didn't expect to meet them..the two dangerous, devastatingly hot biker Alphas my mother married into. They're rough, possessive, and rule the roads with iron fists.
And now, they've come home.
They barely speak to me. They keep their distance. But their eyes burn. And when the truth unravels—that I'm their destined mate everything shatters.
Now I'm caught in a web of forbidden desire, biker wars, and a bond I can't escape. I was just a girl trying to survive her mother's reckless choices.
Now I'm the obsession of two ruthless Alphas who would burn the world for me. And I'm not sure I want to stop them.
This book contains big of mature content, readers discretion is advised.

The man I loved and the family I trusted became my worst nightmares. They destroyed my child and tortured me to death over a blood curse. Reborn once more, I hold all the painful memories. I will tear off their masks of kindness, seek justice, and flee far away to start a brand new life, free from all suffering and betrayal.

I received a pornographic video.
"Do you like this?"
The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts.
"Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response.
"You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!"
The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed.
I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella.


“I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly.
He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!"
The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him.
"I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster.
He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table.
I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.

A lycan prince in search of his mate. An abused omega desperate to escape her past demons. A prince who does not know how to love. An omega whose only hope at redemption is finding true love.
Prince Draven, first out of the three lycan princes and next in line to the throne, is a ruthless, blood-thirsty, and arrogant man. He was exposed to the brutality of the world at a tender age. To claim his inheritance and become king, he must find his mate, a mission that appears almost impossible.
When he captures an omega girl who tries to take his life, he must punish her for attempted murder, and maybe use her to get what he wants.
In an attempt to escape an abusive mate and pack, Esmeray finds herself in bigger trouble! She had tried to kill a man in her desperation. When she finds out he's the almighty Lycan Prince, the same man she had heard stories of his ruthlessness as a child, she is sure she will be put to death. But why is the fearless Prince asking her to pretend to be his mate?
When the truth finally unfolds and the prince discovers Esme's deception and background, will he send her back to a life of misery? Or will he find his mate in the last place he was looking?