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The story, 'The Last Omega" centers around the theme of love, deception, hatred, redemption etc. Although it seemed like something impossible to happen, the cruel and wild alpha, Conall, an an omega filled with so much hate, Carina, fall in love with each other and get married despite their love being forbidden.

She was different than all the others in her Pack. She was the only one she knew of her kind alive. No family, No friends since her best friend moved away years ago. Will, she ever show her true self, find love her one soul mate. What happens when she learns the truth and her past?

I shattered my knee in a blizzard getting our hockey captain Carter the wristguard he demanded.
Everyone on campus knew I was his desperate little errand girl. I told myself he was just testing my loyalty because the injury left him scared to let people in—until I stood outside the locker room and heard him say while the guys were losing their shit laughing:
"Luke's sister? Her brother destroyed my leg. She gets to be my punching bag. Fair trade."
"This weekend at the party, round thirteen—I'm dumping her in front of everyone and kicking her to the curb."
My hand found the paper in my pocket—my diagnosis from three years ago: permanent nerve damage, right hand. The souvenir I got from saving his life.
Suddenly the whole thing felt obscene.
If he wanted to play games so badly, I was more than happy to blow up his final round myself.

Five years ago, Rebecca Percy gave up everything to marry into the powerful Spencer Family.

She spent five years as a devoted wife and mother, only for her husband to sacrifice her to a financial tycoon for a business contract, leaving her to be abused and broken. Her heart turned to ash.

"Rebecca, you are nothing but a breeding machine. Without the Spencer Family, you are nobody! You want a divorce? Fine. But don't you dare regret it!"

But outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, the ex-husband who had just threatened her watched in shock.

He saw her holding the divorce certificate, embraced by another man, and felt a burning jealousy—and a sudden, hollow emptiness in his heart.

Rebecca swore that from now on, she would focus only on her career, not love.

Yet, she found herself pinned on a vanity table by the young Master Whitaker.

As he relentlessly claimed her, he demanded:

"So, Rebecca... you think I'm just a fuck buddy, is that it?"

For five years, I had turned Preston Tanner from a broke kid who could barely afford tuition into one of Silicon Valley's hottest young founders.
I thought we would do exactly what we had promised back in that garage—take our AI healthcare startup public, ring the opening bell together, and get married.
Until today.
At the product launch that would determine whether we landed our Series A, Preston stood before the press and credited the core algorithm patent I had spent seventy-two sleepless hours developing to a girl who couldn't even write Python.
"Sloane, you're already my fiancée," he said. "Willow needs this patent to strengthen her green-card application."
Staring at his utterly self-righteous face, I felt sick.
I didn't know when it had happened, but somewhere along the way, he had rotted from the inside out.
And if he was rotten, it was time to throw him away.

Astrid has a seemingly perfect life as a high school girl, but when her good friend Jason introduces her to his brother Killian, she is immediately attracted by Killian's danger and charm. She is obsessed with him until she finds out that Killian and Jason are both powerful werewolves. What's more terrifying is that she is a combination of a werewolf, a vampire and a witch, and the last powerful Trisolarian on earth.
Two powerful Alpha brothers claim to be her mate and want to mate with her. She is drawn into a world full of dangerous prophecies and wars, and she completely collapses...

When investigative journalist Carter Hale vanishes without a trace, his ex-girlfriend Detective Maya Cross refuses to believe he simply walked away from his life. Her search leads her to Halstead, a forgotten town hidden in the mountains, where strange transmissions broadcast only at night and residents are either too quiet or too afraid to speak.

As Maya digs deeper, she uncovers evidence of a covert surveillance system, unexplained disappearances, and a powerful signal that manipulates minds. The deeper she ventures into Halstead's secrets, the more she begins to question reality and her own sanity.

Now hunted by an invisible force and racing against time, Maya must follow the trail Carter left behind. But in a town where even the light can't be trusted, the greatest threat may be what waits in the static.

The Last Transmission is a gripping suspense thriller about truth, control, and the terrifying cost of uncovering secrets not meant to be heard.

Enzo Aurelion has spent six years certain the gods are a lie. He's right. They're worse. They're an alien vanguard — and the only weapon that can stop them is quietly deleting the man capable of wielding it.

They called him weak.
They called him broken.
They called him the last Omega.

For eighteen years, Vincent Blackwood lived as an outcast in the Silverfang Pack, wolf-less while everyone around him awakened, ranked up, and rose in power.

An embarrassment.
A failure.
A mistake the pack tolerated… until they no longer had to.

Then came the Moon Ceremony.

The night his mate was revealed.

The future Alpha rejected him in front of the entire pack.

Humiliated.
Exiled.
Thrown into the Shadowlands, where even rogues don’t survive.

But the Silverfang Pack made one mistake.

They thought Vincent was powerless.

They thought “Omega” meant weak.

They were wrong.

The Omega bloodline was never gone, it was buried.

And Vincent is its final heir.

Deep within the ruins of a forgotten era, something ancient awakens inside him: a power older than Alphas, stronger than kings, and capable of rewriting the laws of the werewolf world itself.

As outcasts, rogues, and broken wolves begin to rally around him, Vincent realizes a terrifying truth:

Power isn’t measured by who fears you.
It’s measured by who refuses to leave your side.

Now the rejected boy must build something new:

A pack for the forgotten.
A kingdom for the cast aside.
An empire strong enough to challenge the continent.

But enemies are already moving.

The Alpha who rejected him wants him erased.
The Moon Council demands his bloodline be wiped out again.
And something ancient in the dark has already sensed the Omega’s return.

As war brews and buried truths surface, Vincent must choose:

Revenge…
Or revolution.

Because the age of Alphas is ending.

And the Last Omega is rising!

I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially.

It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch.

I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

In a kingdom where magic is forbidden and power is seized through fear, the name Shadowborn was meant to be erased from history.
Kratos has spent his life surviving: abandoned, hunted by questions, and haunted by a past he cannot remember. But when whispers of rebellion ignite across Calanthor and a ruthless ruler tightens his grip on the throne, fate begins to stir in his veins.
A power long buried awakens.

Marked by shadows and bound to a bloodline thought extinct, Kratos is thrust into a war he never chose—one that will decide the fate of kingdoms and uncover the truth about who he really is.
But power comes at a cost.

As enemies close in and allies become uncertain, Kratos must decide:
will he rise as the sacrificial heir that destiny demands or become the darkness the world fears?
Because some legacies are not inherited.
They are unleashed.

On the eve of his wedding, General Landon Hayes receives a call he will never forget.
Hours later, his closest friend is found dead inside a locked room.
His eyes have been carved out.
His final expression is frozen in terror.
There are no signs of forced entry, no fingerprints, no witnesses, and no explanation for how the killer entered or escaped.
Only two clues remain behind.
The first is that Landon was the last person his friend contacted before he died.
The second is a strange symbol carved into the wall—a symbol that belongs to the feared Varyn bloodline, a family long believed to be buried by history.
Refusing to accept the official story of suicide, Landon abandons the battlefield and returns home to uncover the truth. What begins as an investigation soon reveals a web of lies, betrayal, hidden identities, and secrets powerful enough to shake the nation's most influential families.
As more bodies appear and old enemies emerge from the shadows, Landon realizes that his friend's death was only the beginning.
Someone is hunting for something.
Someone is erasing the truth.
And the deeper he digs, the more impossible the mystery becomes.
Because every clue points toward a terrifying possibility:
The monster responsible may not be a stranger.
It may be someone who shares his blood.
To expose the truth, Landon must fight a war unlike any he has ever faced—a war without armies, without rank, and without knowing whether the enemy he seeks is wearing his own face.

In the empire of Auradyn, fire is forbidden.

For centuries, the High Inquisition has hunted the last traces of dragon magic, draining their hearts to fuel a world built on blood and steel. No one remembers the old bond between dragons and humans until a thief named Lyra Vance sets the sky on fire.

Born with the mark of flame in her veins, Lyra has spent her life hiding from the empire’s gaze. But when a dying dragon’s soul fuses with hers, she becomes something new something dangerous. Hunted by the ruthless Inquisitor Kael Thorne, haunted by the voice of the dragon spirit bound inside her, Lyra is thrust into a war she never asked for and can no longer escape.

As rebellion sparks across the empire, Lyra must master the fire she fears before it consumes her. To free the last dragons, she’ll have to face the truth about who she is and what she’s willing to burn to set the world free.

A story of fire and fury, sacrifice and rebirth, The Last Ember is a blazing tale of destiny, love, and the cost of becoming legend.

“This contains herbs commonly used by witches to tamper with bonds—to forge or conceal them.”

“Lies!” my voice cracked. “It’s just an aphrodisiac! Luna Lisa gave it to me!”

The crowd roared with laughter, the sound cruel and mocking.

Liam’s gaze bore into me, his disappointment cutting deeper than any blade. “So now you’re blaming the Mother Luna?”

I shook my head frantically, tears streaming down my face. “No! She gave them to help me. Please, call her. She’ll explain!”

“Enough!” Liam’s voice boomed, silencing the room.

“I almost made the mistake of crowning someone as ungrateful and spiteful as you my Luna.”

I watched as he moved closer to the girl, the imposter, his attitude becoming gentler as he assisted her in standing up.

“I apologize for all that you’ve suffered,” he said, his tone soothing. "I promise, I will get revenge for you."

She nodded, tears streaming down her face. “Start by rejecting her,” she said, her voice trembling but resolute. "Comsider it done."

"Please, Liam, don't do this." I pleaded as he turned back to me, his expression hardening once more.

“I, Alpha Liam, Alpha of the Lycan pack, reject you, Nina Hawthorne, as my mate and Luna.”

Agony pierced me, burning and relentless. I fell to my knees, holding my chest as tears shook my body.

Liam didn’t look at me as he placed a crown on the imposter, finishing it with a kiss.

The sight burned into me, each second carving a deeper wound in my soul.

As the crowd cheered, I made a vow, silent and cold.

I will make her pay.

I swapped bags with a stranger on the last train home. Hers held a bloodstained shirt, a ring of keys, and photographs I was never meant to see.

Now she's standing at my front door, and she knows exactly what I'll do to protect my family.

I thought I was just an unlucky girl in the wrong place at the wrong time.

I was wrong.

The man in those photographs wasn't a stranger.
He was my father.

He’s a mercenary.
She’s an innocent young woman.
He seeks only revenge.
She longs for love.
He’s a protector.
She will need to be protected.

Beneath the circus lights, nothing is as it seems.
At Crow Circus, the show hides a stage of betrayal, vengeance, and dark secrets.

Jack Crow was once a young dreamer, destined to inherit his father’s legacy—the command of the circus. But a cruel betrayal changed his fate forever. Betrayed by those he called friends, Jack was thrown from a moving train and left for dead. No one expected him to survive. But he did, and what returned was no longer the same man. Disfigured and consumed by pain, he became something far more dangerous.

Ten years later, the masked clown returns to the circus. But he’s not there to entertain. He is cold, ruthless, and has spent a decade planning every detail of his revenge. One by one, the traitors will pay.

However, even Jack wasn't prepared for Selly. The aerial ballerina, with a pure soul and mesmerizing beauty, awakens something in him he thought was lost—his humanity.
Selly, a girl marked by a tragic past and silenced by childhood trauma, is the light breaking through Jack’s darkness. But what they share runs deeper than attraction. Their fates are bound by a web of secrets that trace back to the night everything changed.

With Christmas approaching and the spotlight shining on Crow Circus, Jack prepares his grand return: an unforgettable performance of justice, revenge, and devastating revelations.

Get ready for the final act, where love and vengeance collide. And under the big top, there will be no escape for the traitors.

He calls me Sage, a blank canvas he reshapes to fit his whims. My Alpha, Kieran—the King of the North—blindfolds me each night, his whispers soft against my ear as he breathes my name.

Yet his intense stare cuts right through me, fixated on the distant moonlight he craves but can never touch. The irony stings—he looks at another through my eyes, just as I scour him for echoes of my fiancé, lost to me ten years ago. We serve as flawless stand-ins for each other, offering warmth in this prison of hate and longing, even as we tear at one another's wounds.

When the harsh truth strips away our last veil of illusion, how will this deceitful game we've played finally unravel? "You are not my Alpha," I whisper, "you are just my moon." But when that moonlight dims, can our shattered spirits still navigate the infinite shadows to find home?

At our engagement party, my fiancé's first love confessed her feelings for him in front of everyone.
Without a second thought, he shoved me aside and ran after her, leaving me to be hit by a car.
While I was in the hospital, he brought her into our home and forced me to eat food I was allergic to.
Most absurd of all, he personally sent me to the operating table so I could give her my kidney.
She tortured my cat to death, and all he said was, "It was just a cat."
The day I decided to leave the country, he thought I had died in a plane crash. Then he got into a car accident and lost his memory, remembering only the version of us at eighteen—when we were in love.
Too bad some scars never fade.

My fiancé has tried to kill me seventeen times.

Everyone says I'm cursed by the Moon Goddess. Five years, seventeen mating ceremonies—all ending in blood.

An eagle's talons through my spine. Poisoned wine that stopped my heart. Ritual flames that charred my skin. Each time, I survived. Each time, Kael Silverblade held my hand and swore it was fate's cruelty, not his.

I believed him.

Until the seventeenth time.

Blood moon. Three assassins. Nine bone blades cutting precise lines across my body—missing every vital organ, maximizing the pain. I writhed on the sacred stones, screaming until my voice broke.

Three days later, still wrapped in bandages, I heard him talking to his lieutenant outside the healing den.

"Lord Silverblade, she almost died this time. Maybe we should—"

"No." Kael's voice was ice. "Her brother saved my life. My grandfather swore a blood debt—a mating bond to repay it. But goddammit, I love Vira. I've always loved Vira. Not her."

Silence.

"Keep the accidents coming," he said. "As long as she won't let go, we keep going. She'll break eventually. She has to."

I pressed against the wall, tears streaming down my face.

Seventeen times. Not curses. Not fate.

Him.

The male I'd loved since I was sixteen.

But here's what Kael doesn't know—this time, he finally wins.

I won't survive the next full moon.

Why Tech Billionaire Artemis Rhodes would post such a thing?!

"Everyone is talking about the hashtag that just went viral in less than a few hours. Nevertheless, this girl has become a mystery everyone wants to solve. In fact, we have pictures from several people who have seen the girl in person."

The screen of the phone is small but I catch several pictures of me flashing on the screen. This can't be happening!

You know that panic attack I had been pushing down? Well, that thing comes back with a vengeance. It feels like all the air is sucked out of me and my chest gets tight. My vision blurs and I register I'm falling just before things go dark.

"Relax Miss Riley, this is Mr. Rhodes a donor to our hospital. This woman is his fiancee. I'll take things from here." The doctor says and steps aside to let the nurse out.

I watch her scurry away before I focus on the doctor. He's an older man with white hair and a friendly face but he gives me weird vibes.

Wait...did he just say, fiancee?

"I'm sorry what did you say?" I ask.

"I have a proposition for you." The man says.

"A proposition for me? What do you mean?"

"A proposition? It means-"

I wave my hand. "Not that! I'm not an idiot. I mean what proposition?"

"I want you to marry me." He says with a straight face.

So I bet your wondering how a woman who lives in an abandoned train car ends up married to a big tech billionaire.

Well it's simple. We ran right into each other, locked eyes and the rest is history.

Okay, no that's not exactly how it happened. See Artemis Rhodes is in a pinch. He needs a bride by his next birthday...six days from now. So what does he do? He hunts me down like a crazy stalker and offers me a ton of money to marry him.

Crazy right?

Of course I refuse because I have some dignity, but when my world is turned upside down I have no choice but to accept. Thanks to him I can't go back to my old life, and now I'm stuck in his.

I'm his rebellion against his family and the thorn in his flesh...His words not mine...

We are from different worlds and that means eventually those world clash and with it disaster strikes ready to tear the whole scheme apart. You know, just a regular Tuesday.

So what do two people do when everything starts going wrong?

Well let me tell you...

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

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

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

Six hundred years into our marriage, I found out my husband had a son.

I had ended my border patrol three days early, wanting to surprise Valerius.

Not far away, Valerius was channeling his exclusive magic, teaching a boy how to weave the darkness.

"Dad! I did it!" The boy looked up. His bright eyes were a near-perfect reflection of Valerius's.

My mind instantly went blank.

Dad?

A woman walked over.

She draped a small cloak over the boy's shoulders, her hand brushing against Valerius's chest with practiced familiarity. "Valeri, the wind is picking up. He'll catch a cold now that he's sweating."

Valerius naturally wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "My fault."

The image of them huddled together like a picture-perfect family was an ice-tipped needle driven straight into my eyes.

The sharp sting made my breath hitch in my throat.

The man who had sworn before the Senate to love me for all eternity—the man bound to me by a Soul Blood Pact—had already betrayed me!

A sudden, agonizing cramp seized my lower abdomen.

It was an old wound from six centuries ago.

When the Sunfire Curse nearly reduced Valerius to ashes, I had offered my high-born pure blood and my womb as a sacrifice to forcibly block the hex for him.

The price was permanent infertility, along with an excruciating backlash of pain I had to endure every single month.

Back then, Valerius had held me, his eyes red and tear-filled. "I don't want any children! I would rather lose my seat in the Senate than ever betray you!"

Yet the scene before me crushed those words into fine dust.

I stumbled backward, my chest feeling as though it had been ripped open by bare hands.

I was terrified I'd lose control and rush over to scream at him.

Worse yet, in the face of this cozy, happy family of three, I was afraid I'd look like a pathetic, unwanted outsider.

Suffocation gripped my throat. I turned and fled.

After Amelia has woken from the encounter with the fates, she must find a way to prevent her own death. Only as her day goes on she realizes nothing is like it had been in the vision she saw of her future.

An internal struggle for her to emerge as the white wolf send her into an encounter with a blood beast, who succeeds in enticing her. That is until they are interrupted by the arrival of her mate.
Nothing is how it should be and it is going to take every alley she has to find out why, and maybe a little help from an enemy....

The future is never set in stone....and sometimes you need to break all the rules.

This is the sequel to the book 'More Than Me', it can be read as a standalone.

As a wolf princess, I gave up my beast core, my dignity, and three years of life for my mate’s throne. I walked willingly into the lion clan’s darkest kennel camp, enduring beastly torture and dog-like degradation. I survived on rot and poison, clinging to false hope. Until I returned and learned the bitter truth: my wolf mate destroyed me with his own hands. The war was fake, and my hell was his deliberate choice.

My mother rips my long-hidden Orion star chart to pieces and hurls the scraps straight into my face like garbage.
For seventeen years, I’ve been the praised straight-A good girl, my shirt collars always buttoned all the way up. I’ve lived solely for one goal: an acceptance letter from Yale, my ticket out of this suffocating cage.
But the second she locks my bedroom door from the outside, it hits me cold: blind obedience only traps you tighter.
Just as despair crashes over me, a silver lighter clatters against my windowsill. Zane—the biker delinquent everyone at school steers clear of—pries open my window and holds out his hand to me.
To hell with the Ivy League. Tonight, Aria’s jumping out of this window that’s kept me prisoner.

Emily had no idea that her life would one day take a spin in that direction as she is arranged to marry the son of a billionaire. She had to leave her library career but soon after went back to it, so she could be happy.

But her life took another turn when her marriage was about to crash when another man stepped into the picture, leaving her with a choice either to choose her career and what the man was offering to her or her marriage, what would she do? Who is this man?

My name is Nora Monroe. Thirty-two weeks pregnant, ready to pop anytime.
This morning, my husband Everett left town, leaving me and my cat, Piper, alone at home.
Deep into the night, a strange woman called. Her voice was gentle, apologetic—she said my cat Piper had somehow wandered downstairs. She was severely allergic to cat dander and couldn't bring her up to me. I grabbed my coat, ready to head down, when the baby suddenly gave me a vicious kick. The pain sent me collapsing back onto the sofa, unable to move.
The woman on the phone urged me over and over. I looked up, my eyes falling on the corner of the living room.
Piper was sitting right there, staring unblinkingly at me...

The day Raina gave birth should have been the happiest of her life. Instead, it became her worst nightmare. Moments after delivering their twins, Alexander shattered her heart—divorcing her and forcing her to sign away custody of their son, Liam. With nothing but betrayal and heartbreak to her name, Raina disappeared, raising their daughter, Ava, on her own.Years later, fate comes knocking when Liam falls gravely ill. Desperate to save his son, Alexander is forced to seek out the one person he once cast aside. Alexander finds himself face to face with the woman he underestimated, pleading for a second chance—not just for himself, but for their son. But Raina is no longer the same broken woman who once loved him.No longer the woman he left behind. She has carved out a new life—one built on strength, wealth, and a long-buried legacy she expected to uncover.Raina has spent years learning to live without him.The question is… Will she risk reopening old wounds to save the son she never got to love? or has Alexander lost her forever?

2ND SYNOPSIS
THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT🔞

Lost in Lust is a collection of steamy stories that dive into passion, temptation, and raw s*x scenes.

Each story unfolds with sexual encounters and irresistible attraction, where sexual fantasies ignite and lovers surrender. Lost in Lust will leave you breathless and sexually aroused.


And then he pushed his cck inside her once more. He had a hold of her hips and he kept her in place as he went back to fuking her hard.

She felt her breasts swinging backward and forward once more as he thrust at her pusy.
She could feel a slight ache, a throbbing, in her pusy.

“Oh Fuck me Peter fck me! Fill me with your cm!!
That di*k feels soo freaking good!”

I kept a list. Ninety-eight times my husband chose another woman over me.

Missed birthdays, ruined anniversaries, broken promises—all for his "patient" Sophia, who seemed to have a medical emergency every time we had plans.

"It's just my job, Emma," he would say. "You understand."

Ryan thought he could have his cake and eat it too. He was wrong.

After an incident, I was determined to leave him, and before I left, I gave him an unforgettable "gift."

Seven years ago I gave up my inheritance and went door to door with Nolan—a broke director shooting street documentaries—my belly out to here, begging investors to take a chance on him.

Everyone said I'd thrown my life away on him.

Seven years later he's a name everyone knows. And Emily, the first love who walked out when he had nothing, is back in Chicago with her daughter.

That afternoon I came home early and heard him pull five-year-old Ivy into his arms: "You can't ever tell Mom that Daddy and Emily are having a fake wedding."

"But Daddy, Mom will be so sad..."

"Say one word and Daddy won't love you anymore. Got it?"

Her little shoulders shook as she nodded, and nodded.

Out in the hallway, I couldn't even be bothered to cry.

I dialed the number I'd kept blocked for seven years. "Dad—can the family plane still come get me and Ivy?"

Nolan, what you lost wasn't a housewife you could push around. You threw away the only person who ever made you her whole world.

The best deal I ever made in my life was selling my blood to a vampire.

I was a broke, permanently starving werewolf who needed ten times the food a normal person did just to feel full.

Evan was a vampire heir with a blood allergy, the kind where the smell alone made him sick and dizzy. Somehow his life was worse than mine.

Except my blood didn't trigger it. He never reacted to me.

So he pulled out his card. "I'll keep you fed. You let me feed off you."

This wasn't a vampire. This was a walking meal ticket.

For the next three years, he was the perfect meal buddy. Five meals a day, and he never once complained. Once I finished and let out a satisfied burp, it was his turn, just a small sip, nothing more.

Then, the year we graduated, he got a call from his family. He had to fly back to Europe that same night.

Before he left, I figured I'd thank him for three years of generosity. I pulled my collar aside.

"Go ahead, take more this time. Consider it a going-away present."

He hesitated, then leaned in.

But this time, once his teeth were in, he couldn't stop.

By the time he pulled back, horrified at himself, I already had a hand pressed to my neck, and everything went dark.

In a city owned by the Four Families, Constable Paix Hanger has advanced as high as he can. A hard-working twenty-year veteran relegated to walking a beat in the worst neighborhood of the worst precinct of the city, he resents the crime family which rules his quadrant, chafing at the restrictions placed on him by his superiors "for his own good". A boy who's a reminder of the son he might never have disappears and those who look for him begin dying. When the incompetent and corrupt detectives assigned to the case are unable or unwilling to act, Constable Hanger takes matters into his own hands. This companion story takes place during the same time frame as The Jacq of Spades: Part 1 of the Red Dog Conspiracy.

I loved him for seven years. I gave up my career as a genius designer, supported his rise, and gave him everything. But he betrayed me in the worst way possible.
He gave my only family—my beloved dog—to his so-called white moonlight and watched her torture it to death. He let her wear my wedding dress, take my ring, and destroy everything I cherished.
When I was hurt and broken, he never defended me. He chose her lies over my pain.
In that moment, I woke up. I ended our engagement, walked away, and returned to reclaim my throne as a top designer. I will make them regret every cruel thing they’ve done.
You lost me when you betrayed me. And you will never get me back.

I’d worked at my husband’s company for three years, only to be fired by him right when a promotion was within my reach.
It was all because I’d been swamped with overtime work one day and neglected the cat he’d given me.
When I came home that night and found the cat food hadn’t been refilled like usual, my husband, who had always treated me with tenderness, flew into a rage for the first time.
“If you can’t even take proper care of a cat, then don’t come to work at all. Stay home and raise it full-time.”
I parted my lips to explain myself, tears clouding my eyes, but he wouldn’t listen to a single word I said. The very next day, he instructed the HR department to dismiss me from the company.

Don’t trust anyone, not even yourself….
You think you know someone pretty well, until you’re awoken in the middle of the night to the sound of unfamiliar voices and realize your sister’s being swept away by some supernatural creatures who climb in and out of windows and leap from two-story houses like it’s nothing.

My parents tried to tell me everything was fine, but when Cadence finally did come back from wherever they’d taken her, I knew there was something unusual about my older sister.

Now, her best friend is dead.

Her ex-boyfriend is acting bizarre.

And I’m afraid I might be next.

My name is Cassidy Findley, and I’m pretty sure my sister is a vampire, despite her “co-worker” making every effort to brainwash me into believing otherwise. With the help of my two best friends, we vow to get to the bottom of this before it’s too late, and my sister starts to claim other victims. I love her, but I won’t be turned, nor will I just sit by without doing everything I can to stop her. I can only hope that I’m not too late and that I can trust my own memories.

Because I’m pretty sure my sister’s friends are coming for me next.

After being stood up for the ninety-ninth time while attempting to register for marriage, I sent my fiancé a breakup message. He had allowed me to be let down ninety-nine times, dismissing my asthma as mere pretentiousness and perceiving my sacrifices as acts of greed, all the while lavishing his patience upon another woman. It was only when he had his mistress select a cheap necklace for me and sketched explicit nudes of her that I realized these seven years were not a narrative of profound love, but rather an absurd farce playing out solely in my life. The moment I dispatched the breakup message, I never envisioned that this man, who viewed me as dispensable, would later pursue me with a frenzied obsession.

Mercedes Underwood is a lost girl. Lost from her world and herself. She grew up with abusive parents and had a really shitty childhood. Sometimes she believed that they were not her parents much less rassemblements between her and them. When she turned 18 years old, her parents attempt to sell her off to some bad people to pay off their debt. That did not come as a surprise that they would do such a thing and there was no love lost there. But what came as a surprise was when she woke up naked the next morning, walls splattered with blood and four people ripped to shreds. Life went from bad to bloody worse for Mercedes. It was like waking up in a horror scene. She was petrified and confused, nothing made sense but what did make sense was for her to pick up what she can and run.


Felix Ransom is the Alpha of the White Claw pack. He leads his pack with an iron fist and ensures everyone's safety and makes sure the pack thrives. But something is missing. The gentle touch of a Luna. Felix is already 25 years old and has not found the one the Moon Goddess chose for him. His other half and mate. Each day without the one for him made his hope of ever finding her wither away. At a point, he even thought that she might have died. It never occurred to him that his made would come right to him much less be a human who is a fugitive for murdering 4 people. Or was she a human being after all?

He took me in his arms and my breast rubbed against his broad chest, I could barely concentrate as my eyes saw flashes of myself moaning, my breast jiggling as it slammed his broad. Fuck, it didn't end at kissing.
"Fuck!" I screech as he had tore off my clothes before I could think for a moment, I didn't even had a bra except my underwear.Hastily I covered my bare breast with my palm.
"Turn around" he ordered and keeping a stern look at me, I sensed he was controlling himself as he gulps hard.


After having an issue with her husband, stumbles upon a bar, had a one-night stand accidentally with a stranger, only to wake up to find herself abducted. In an attempt to escape, there was a ship wreck and she gets stuck with her abductor on a dangerous planet with deadly creatures.
Now she has to survive on this strange planet and avoid her abductor but would that be possible when she is suddenly wanted by the entire planet?
How will she survive on this planet when on the first day, she got captured by a creature?
Who could she probably be?
All she wants is to go home!
All he wants to deliver her as a package!

Lily black was an ordinary girl, going about her days as usual… Before her seventeenth birthday things started to seem strange. Her mother and best friend were keeping secrets from her… snooping led to the truth, awakening her dragon, Sapphire, who had been locked away in the darkest parts of her mind. Not being able to believe what’s happening, Lily feels crazy, even after shifting into Sapphire's form. Betrayal and lies make Lily move away, meeting new people and her fated mate… Creed. The last alpha, king dragon.

They accept each other and plan on mating, until Lily's mother is captured by her deranged father, having to save her.

Getting caught in the crossfire.

Lily's father cannot find out she’s the last female dragon… bad things would happen.

Come find out what happens along Lily and Creed's journey, will Danny Further prevail? Or will Lily succeed instead.

Everyone told me to stay away from him.
The dragon shifter. The last of his kind. The boy whose shadow eats the light.

I didn't listen.

I was just a girl who couldn't shift. No magic. No past. Just a grandmother's secret and a letter that shouldn't have been mine. Northwind Academy was supposed to be my answer. Instead, it became my battlefield.

He sat alone in every class. People crossed the room to avoid him. They called him cursed. A killer. A monster.

But when his magic spiraled out of control—his shadow swallowing the Training Ground—he didn't hurt me. He held me. And something ancient inside my chest woke up.

Now my blood burns with fire I can't name. My skin glows gold when danger comes. And every touch from him sends my heart into a war I'm not sure I'll survive.

They say a dragon's heart is a curse.
But falling for him?
That might be my destiny.

He rejected his mate to be with a human woman. He believes Marie is the only woman that has ever loved him and fights against every barrier go be with her. The truth is Marie is not human and rejecting his mate to be with her might be his gravest mistake when her true identity is revealed. Who will save the last surviving alpha from this terrible fate that is about to befall him? His rejected Luna can save him but will she consider it after being rejected?

Greyson has been through the emotional ringer and needs change.  So, he quits his high-paying CEO position to turn his mansion into a bed and breakfast and transform the yard into a paradise. Never wanting to sit at a desk again, Greyson recruits a manager to oversee the bed and breakfast. Jenna has a need to prove herself to a man she only knows by his reputation. However, when she arrives at the mansion, she doesn't meet the powerful CEO, only the man she assumes is his gardener. Tempers flare as they work to open the business. It’s not until Jenna’s nightmare catches up with her that Greyson begins to understand what she’s really fighting for. Determined not to repeat past mistakes, Greyson will do the one thing he swore he would never do again. He'll put on the suit and become the CEO he'd grown to hate to save her.

This story is talking about a man who lived In a world that measured souls by the glow of mana, Kaelen was a hollow vessel, a "Meat Shield" discarded in the light of the Church. Betrayed by his only love and cast into the Abyssal pits to be devoured, his broken bloodline finally screamed to life. With the Aurelian System coursing through his veins, Kaelen crawled from the grave to devour the very gods who mocked him. Now, the hunt begins—one face-slap and one fallen empire at a time.

Anita's life took a dramatic turn following a painful seven-year breakup with her boyfriend. In a haste to escape reality, she boarded a train which took her to another world, a place no one knew existed. Anita found out that the new world revolve around her, and it was her duty to stop the monthly bloodshed.

I once believed that love could transcend life and death.

Until the terminal stage of Moon Eclipse Disease, when my husband personally gave the life-saving opportunity to my younger sister—that orphan girl I had rescued.

He said the pack needed a gentle Luna like her.

My son clung to her, calling her 'Mom.' My parents crowned her with what should have been mine.

Fine, so you all want me dead?

Then I'll stake everything on one final gamble.

After I die, I want every single one of you to be tortured by the truth.

The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the duct tape binding my wrists, and the second was that I had been kidnapped by a billionaire mafia boss who grabbed the wrong girl.

I would like to say my first reaction was brave, but it was mostly just panic. I was shoved into a massive stone mansion—the kind with gold columns and chandeliers the size of cars. If I was going to be kidnapped, I honestly expected something a little less... expensive.

I was dragged into a room full of terrifying men in suits. That’s when he walked in. Adrian DeLuca. Tall, broad-shouldered, with intense green eyes and a calmly dangerous physique that made everyone else in the room freeze. He was the CEO of Kidnapping, and annoyingly attractive. He stared at me, his sharp jawline tight, and said calmly, "This isn’t the Viper’s daughter. Who is this?"

I exhaled. "Well, you kidnapped me by mistake. Can I go home now? I have tuition to pay."

But Adrian didn't laugh. He stepped closer, his presence suffocatingly powerful. He had run a background check. "Your mother's maiden name is Volkov," he whispered, his eyes dark with a lethal promise. "The woman we intended to kidnap is the Viper’s daughter... and so are you."

My brain stalled. My absentee father was a ruthless crime lord?

"You are useful to me now," Adrian commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You will remain in this house. You will go where I tell you, and you will do what I tell you."

I glared at him. "You don't own me!"

He leaned in, his breath brushing my ear. "I do now."

At the Eternal Night Realm admission ceremony, Carly suddenly grabs my hand.

My heart pounds. I think he is going to announce our relationship to the entire continent.

Instead, he says, "Eve, thanks for everything these past five years. But Lym didn't make the cut. She's hurting right now, and I need to go back and be there for her."

He crushes the realm token right in front of thousands of people.

For five years, I hid my pureblood lord identity. I drained my magic until I literally coughed up blood, quietly paving every step of his way.

I thought we loved each other. I thought after this ceremony we would rise to the top together.

But his casual thanks for everything crushes five years of my devotion into dust.

What is even more laughable is that the moment the online backlash hits Lym, he calls me on the comms.

"Eve! You need to put out a statement to clear this up right now! As my friend, you owe me this!"

Friend?

My hand holding the crystal shakes.