8616 Book(s) Related to the twins and me chapter 1

“I need you both inside me—now,” I beg, voice breaking as Casper’s tongue lashes my clit and Cassian’s cock throbs against my lips.

Casper pulls back, eyes blazing. “Tell us, Elowen. Fucking say it.”

I grip them harder, stroking in sync. “I get dripping wet just thinking of you—both of you.”

Cassian snarls, thumb smearing my spit-slick lips. “That’s our filthy girl.” He flips me onto hands and knees, trapped between them.


Elowen Hartley, Thornwood Pack Beta’s overlooked daughter, flees abusive ex Drake after he cheats publicly at the bar. Seeking best friend Cindy, she crashes into Cindy’s twin brothers: hot-headed protector Casper and cool racer Cassian—future Alphas who both claim her.

Drake clings with dirty photos and grudge. Elowen’s mother secretly betrothed her to him. Defiant, Elowen lets both twins mark her, forging a rare double bond that shocks the pack.

As politics ignite and Elowen’s mysterious heritage awakens hidden power, the twins’ love faces a deadly test: protect her, or shatter everything?

I was accused of cheating the moment I became pregnant.
My husband, Ryan Xavier, had been diagnosed infertile, yet he believed the child was not his. He divorced me without hesitation and destroyed my reputation, even though I had never betrayed him. The truth surfaced too late. The doctor admitted he had made a serious mistake and implanted the wrong embryo. The baby I was carrying belonged to Kian Xavier, Ryan's identical twin and the most feared billionaire in the city.
With no way out, I accepted Kian's offer of a one-year contract marriage meant only to protect the child. There was supposed to be no love and no intimacy, but feelings were never part of the plan. When Ryan learned the truth, the man who once abandoned me became obsessed with taking me back and tearing my new life apart. Then came the final truth. I was carrying twins conceived from the same accident, but with different fathers. One child belonged to Kian, the other to Ryan. Trapped between two brothers, I had no escape and no easy choice.

On the night of her nineteenth birthday, Melissa Taylor’s perfect world shatters.

Her secret boyfriend, Jordan—the one who promised to claim her in front of everyone—betrays her in the worst way possible: in her own house, with her best friend of many years.

Heartbroken and humiliated, Melissa stumbles out of the party and into the arms of Jason, the notorious hockey captain everyone whispers about. His unexpected care leaves her vulnerable, and in the heat of the moment, she gives him the one thing she had been saving for Jordan—her virginity.

But Melissa’s nightmare is far from over. The next morning, she discovers that both Jordan and Jason are her new stepbrothers. And when the truth comes out—that Jordan was drugged and never meant to hurt her—Melissa is torn between two brothers bound by blood, rivalry, and her heart.

Living under the same roof with the irresistible hockey stepbrothers, Melissa must face the hardest choice of her life:
Will she run back to Jordan, the boy she loved first, or will she surrender to Jason, the man who stole her heart in one reckless night?

Their whole relationship was a bet.

She was THE bet. Not the girl. Not the girlfriend. The bet, scrawled on a napkin in a locker room while his teammates laughed. Whoever could sleep with the quiet nerdy girl first won. And Ryan Beckett? He won easy.

She found out in a group chat. Every detail and the humiliation swallowed her whole, even worse when he didn't even have the decency to feel bad about it.

Lena doesn't know hockey. But she knows statistics, probability, and exactly how to turn a losing player into a weapon. And Cole Beckett — Ryan's older, meaner, asshole older brother, is one bad season away from losing everything.

She finds him first.

The deal is humiliating to propose and she knows it. Be her fake boyfriend. Make Ryan lose his mind watching her on his brother's arm. In return, she'll do what no coach has managed: she'll get Cole to that championship.

But what started as a plan to make her dumb ex livid becomes something even more igniting, far more than she could have imagined.

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 ✅

This is not a happy story, this is in no way a love story despite what the stupid a-hole men in her life chose to believe. There are triggers, including SA, talk of past SA, ideas, and attempts at suicide, as well as thoughts and feelings surrounding unwanted pregnancy. I don't romanticize what happens despite what the deluded characters do. This is not a typical shifter story, so please don't expect it to be. You will need a box of Kleenex and nearby objects to throw in frustration and anger. So, if you still wish to read Ria's story and follow her journey, watching her persevere, become an awesome mom, and never back down from screaming at the top of her lungs this is wrong, despite a short bout of temporary insanity, then come along and read her story, and fly with dragons.

She had survived; she had prospered, from a time trapped in her personal hell to the hard life on the streets, to finally finding happiness with her chosen family.

Ria

She thought she had been handed a gift, a reward for perseverance. Yet that gift had a dark reality attached.

She would discover a world she didn't know existed, a future she didn't choose, and a purpose she refused.

She would discover dragons, and they said she was theirs.

“If this girl asked you to kiss her, what would you do?”

“I would kiss her,” he breathed, his lips grazing just shy of hers.

Lisette’s breath faltered as she leaned in, drawn by the heat of him. The almost-touch was enough to make her shiver, but not enough to satisfy.

Her hands moved first, sliding over his chest, feeling the strength beneath her palms. He stilled—then gave in.

His mouth found hers, deeper this time, unhurried but certain. The world seemed to fall quiet around them, leaving only the warmth between their bodies and the quiet, undeniable pull to get closer.
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When a brilliant law student embarks on a summer mission to lose her virginity, she falls for a mysterious newcomer—unaware he's infiltrating her world to destroy her powerful family. When desire turns into betrayal, she must choose: protect the people who raised her, or the man who could destroy them.

Again, he is fucking another woman.

"Easy, Dawn," I sit on the edge of the bed, my hands clasped in my lap, trying to soothe my wolf.

Nathan, our mate, and our tormentor, has laid with another tonight. Not for the first time...


Ally endured the torment of the mate bond nearly every day- her mate kept fucking different women. She had to bear it for the sake of the entire pack's hope.

Her unborn child and the support of her best friend kept Ally going. However, when she discovered that her best friend was also one of the many women who had slept with her husband, it shattered her.

In a confrontation with her friend, Ally was pushed into the sea, causing her to lose her unborn child. With her last hope gone, she considered ending her life but was saved by her mate's twin brother...

Sister Jettalaya is firm in her beliefs and loyal to her cause. She has spent the past four years preparing herself for a humble life of servitude. Nothing will stand in the way of her beliefs and the vows she will soom be taking for a life of sisterhood in the convent. A chance encounter with two twin alpha playboys may push her faith to the limit. Jetta would normally have no problem resisting the temptations that are about to come her way, however when fate plays a part in her destiny it may not only be her faith that will be tested.

Five months pregnant, I clung to the faint hope that my unborn baby and loving husband Liam would bring me warmth. But strapped to an operating table, I heard his cold order as the blade sliced my belly: cut out the fetus and discard it as medical waste—don’t delay Chloe’s kidney transplant.
My stepmother cheered next door, thrilled her daughter would get my kidney. They planned to drain me dry and leave me to die quietly. Little did they know, their brutal cruelty burned itself into my bones. When I crawl back from hell, I will break every last one of them.

Ten years ago, on the day my family was destroyed, Ezra Ashford promised to marry me.
Ten years passed. He refused to honor that promise, and he refused to mark me. The feral instincts in my blood were growing wilder by the day, pushing me to the brink of madness—yet he turned around, announced his engagement to Ophelia, the beloved daughter of the Silvermane Pack, and casually sold me off to Rhysand, a scarred, half-burned monster who cleaned corpses for a living.
On his wedding night, Ezra actually abandoned Ophelia, kicking down my door in his tailored tuxedo.
Only to freeze in his tracks.
I sat naked on the edge of the bed. Rhysand, the supposedly lowly corpse cleaner, had me wrapped in his arms. The bite mark on the back of my neck was still bleeding.

1

Three torturous years hauling bodies on the mortuary night shift, and I'd finally scraped together the cash for my brother Charles's heart transplant.
He just waved it off.
"My heart is fine. Mom and Dad didn't die in that gang war, either. I orchestrated the hit. You were the only casualty."
Nearby, my husband, Gerald, casually lit a cigar to deliver his own confession. "I never went bankrupt. 'Laying low' was just my excuse to avoid squeezing into that dingy funeral home dorm with you. I've been at the Long Island estate."
"I was going to punish you for another three years," Charles added, "but the stench of formaldehyde on you is nauseating. We couldn't take it anymore."
I froze, still clutching the credit card. Charles plucked the plastic from my numb fingers and shoved his phone screen in my face. A banking app stared back at me.
Balance: exactly zero.
"My name is still on the joint account," he sneered, tossing the card into the trash. "I drained it this morning. That blood money you made bagging stiffs is being handed out to street junkies as we speak. We'd never touch that filth."
Before the sheer absurdity of it could suffocate me, my parents walked in. Flanked by bodyguards, they kept their distance, eyeing me like a plague rat.
"You thought being the biological daughter gave you the right to ruthlessly bully Violet. We simply wanted to put you in your place."
"Swear you'll never cross Violet again, and you can remain a Falcone," my mother added coolly. "Otherwise, you're dead to us."
In the stifling silence that followed, my phone buzzed. A text from my oncologist.
[Mrs. Castello, the results are back. It's terminal. Do you consent to initiating the hospice and DNR protocols we discussed?]

I used to be the most envied female on the continent. Three mates: werewolf Alpha Kael, vampire lord Dorian, elven ranger Seth. All of them mine.
Then a half-elf drifter named Ayla showed up, and everything I had started belonging to her instead, one piece at a time.
Kael once pulled a fang from his own mouth to make me a necklace. The day it broke, he was too busy licking another female's cut finger to notice.
Dorian spent two weeks brewing me blood wine. Then he handed the cup straight to her, because apparently I "looked healthy enough to go without."
Seth carved me a charm from sacred elven wood. I watched her face take shape under his knife instead of mine.
They kept telling me I needed to grow up. So when a beast's poison was spreading through my body, and I blew the whistle they swore would bring them running no matter what—
No one came.
Three years later, I walked back into their world on a Siren prince's arm.
This time, they're the ones begging for my forgiveness.

I thought I was a powerless human in a school full of witches, heirs, and monsters.
Until a black magician tried to kill me.
Until my blood awakened.
Until the boy with phoenix fire knelt bleeding in my arms—and I brought him back from death.
Now everyone wants my secret.
And someone wants me dead.

He swore to kill his mate.
She was convinced she’d never have one.
For twenty-one years, Ximena Blackthorn has lived as the disgrace of her pack.
Born to an Alpha and Luna without a wolf, she's treated as lower than a servant—beaten, ignored, and reminded every day that she should never have been born. Without a wolf, she believes she is beyond the reach of the mate bond.
Then the impossible happens. The moment the Supreme Alpha touches her, the mate bond awakens.
There is only one problem.
Damon has spent centuries believing that a mate is nothing more than a weakness. He made a promise long before Ximena was born: if fate ever gave him a mate, he would kill her with his own hands.
So instead of claiming her...
He hunts her.
But the more Damon tries to destroy the bond, the more his own wolf rebels against him. And when ancient powers begin awakening inside Ximena—powers that should have remained buried forever—everyone begins hunting the woman the Supreme Alpha swore to kill.
Because Ximena isn't just the Supreme Alpha's mate.
She is the one person who was never meant to return. And when the power sleeping inside her finally awakens...
Damon may discover that fate has given him something far more dangerous than a mate. It has brought back an ancient curse. And some curses don't end with death…
They begin with it.

In high school, my ex only dated me because she needed a dependable errand boy.

I believed it. I tutored her, fixed her grades, rewrote her papers, and cleaned up every mess she made.

Then I overheard her telling her friend, “He’s good at studying. That’s it. Dating him is already me being generous.”

At graduation, she dumped me without hesitation.

Years later, I became the CEO of a public company.

Her company was collapsing—cooked numbers, broken cash flow, investors pulling out—and she needed one deal to survive.

She didn’t know who I was.

She scraped my car in the garage, then warned me not to cling to her, saying the CEO she came to meet was way out of my league.

Then the boardroom door opened. She looked up and saw me in the seat at the head of the table.

She thought I’d use this to get revenge.

I didn’t. I just opened her file and said, “You may begin.”

After being reborn, the first thing my sister and I did was swap our grooms.
In our past life, my gentle sister Elara married Felix Hawthorne, the mafia godfather of Marconi City. Surrounded by a domineering sister-in-law and a scheming, manipulative other woman, she was slowly driven into a corner and died of a broken heart.
Meanwhile, I married the polite, illegitimate son of the Graves family. He was a perfect gentleman, but he just didn't love me. Our marriage lasted three years, and we were separated for two and a half of them.
Then one day, Elara and I woke up at the exact same moment—we had been reborn, back to the very morning we were supposed to sign our marriage agreements...

The moment I gave up wasn't when I found out my husband was cheating. It was when I heard my ten-year-old daughter laugh into the phone and say, "Mom's so clueless. She has no idea about Dad and Summer."

Ten years ago, I was a top biomedical researcher, making six figures. I gave it all up for his promotion and our newborn daughter. Ten years later, the perfect marriage I traded my career and youth for turned out to be nothing but an elaborate lie.

He called me his safe haven, then got in our bed with his mistress and discussed how to keep me in the dark.

This time, I'm not going to cry or make a scene. I'm going to quietly gather my evidence and call the lab director I've turned down seven times.

Alex has never known peace. Between a sick younger brother, parents whose love curdled into daily war, and a cheating ex who turned violent, she learned early that survival means never trusting too deeply and never hoping too much.
When one night of terror drives her into the path of three dangerous men who look like sin sculpted in flesh, her world shifts in ways she never could have imagined.
Reed, Rhett, and Rhys.
Three brothers with eyes like night and a power that hums in the air around them. They rule Denver's underground, their names whispered with equal parts reverence and fear.
Until Alex collides with their world.
What should have ended in disaster becomes something far worse. When her family is forced to relocate for her grandfather's funeral, Alex uncovers the unthinkable truth. The same three men who saved her, the ones who etched fear and forbidden desire into her mind, are her step-uncles.
Now she is trapped inside their mansion, surrounded by luxury that feels more like a cage than a refuge. The house is thick with tension. Reed's gaze is sharp and challenging. Rhys's words brush too close to danger. Rhett's quiet attention carries a weight she does not want to examine too closely.
They are older, powerful, and each of them carries a darkness that draws her in despite everything she knows she should resist.
Beneath the cold marble walls and glittering wealth lie secrets her father refuses to explain. Secrets about why he left this family years ago and what kind of empire his half-brothers truly built.
The Alcatraz brothers are not just men. They are predators in tailored suits, bound by blood and sin, ruling the underworld and loyal only to each other.

“You’re dripping,” he groaned. “You hear that? You’re making a mess all over me.”


He's the school's willful billionaire bad boy— hot, tall, handsome who made her fall and loosen herself for him just to find out it was all a lie.

A bet.

Well, two can dance a tango, right?

A comeback is all she needs. One that would make the so-called dangerous bad boy fall to his knees.

It wasn't just a game to him.

What if there's something more…

A facade he's hiding behind?

WARNING: Contains strong vulgar languages, sexual scenes, erotic contents, triggering situations, and lots more.

Everything she believed in was a lie.
Keira and Alden were Chosen Mates who built the powerful Stormfang Pack together—until she discovered their Mate Bond was a witch's illusion, and the child she raised was actually his with his true Fated Mate, the Omega Rena.
Broken and ready to leave, a secret letter reveals she is the long-lost daughter of Mooncrest Pack's Alpha, the sole heir to a legacy she never knew.
As her dormant Alpha blood awakens in rage, she vows to reclaim her birthright.
But when Kaelan, the cold and calculating Alpha King, approaches her and claims, "You are my Fated Mate," Keira is thrown into deeper confusion.
Why would he say that? And in a world built on deception, can a bond that begins as strategy ever become real… or is it just another layer of the game?

"Do you enjoy this? Ignoring me like I don't exist? Do you have any idea how humiliating this feels, waiting for you like some fool?" After three years of a cold, loveless marriage, Selene Henderson finally gathers the courage to walk away from her distant billionaire husband, Sebastian Kingsley.
She's ready to file for divorce... until a tragic accident changes everything. When Sebastian wakes up with no memory of the woman he once pushed away, Selene finds herself trapped in a marriage she was desperate to escape—this time with a man who suddenly looks at her like she's his whole world.
But can love born from broken memories survive the truth of their painful past? Or will the secrets she's been hiding destroy them all over again?
"Are you always this shy around your own husband, wife?" his voice dropped into a low, dangerous growl, his hands anchoring me against the wall.
"We didn't... we didn't use to do this," I gasped, trying to look away from his piercing gaze.
He leaned in, his breath hot against my lips. "Then your body has a better memory than my brain. Because right now, it's telling me you belong exactly right here."

Caroline Mercer once believed kindness could be proven by sacrifice. She took in two orphaned children, gave them schools, doctors, tutors, rooms beside her daughter's nursery, and a path into the Mercer name.

Years later, those children returned as witnesses against her. Sloane Vale smiled for the cameras while calling Caroline a monster. Nolan Vale handed federal investigators a beautiful stack of forged evidence. Caroline's husband was broken, her company was seized, and her only daughter, Evelyn, died after being traded into a marriage meant to protect everyone else's reputation.

Then Caroline opened her eyes on the morning the Vale children first arrived at her door.

This time, she would feed them. She would house them. She would educate them. She would keep every receipt, every doctor's report, every legal notice.

But she would never again give strangers the keys to her child's future.

"Sloane, where there's smoke, there's fire. If you're really clean, why is it only burning you?"
In my last life, when those fabricated hotel records went viral on the company Slack, I scrambled to explain. I cried. I begged.
What I got was a suspension, a blacklist, and a foster mother who died on a hospital bed because I could no longer pay for her meds.
The person who started it all? Walked right over my corpse into a partnership.
Then I opened my eyes—and I was back. Three days before the promotion list dropped.
I stared at the pixelated "explicit screenshot" on my screen, and I didn't cry. Didn't rage.
I just smiled and hit screen record.
This time, I'm not proving I'm clean.
I'm proving they're guilty.

In bed, he gripped my hips, whispering, "Principessa." In public, he was Cosimo—the ruthless mafia don who dismissed me with an icy, "Piccola."
For three years after he bought me, he never touched me. But a year ago, when Caterina returned, everything changed. He became a man possessed, tearing my dresses to shreds in the dead of night, claiming me with wild fury. He even promised to marry me in seven days.
On a storm-drenched afternoon, clutching my positive pregnancy test, I rushed to his private club to surprise him.
But as my hand touched the doorknob, Cosimo’s cold warning drifted through the door.
"Marcellino, know your place as a double. My things—especially Serenella—are strictly off-limits."
My blood ran cold. I peeked through the gap.
Cosimo sat on the sofa, completely indifferent. And by the pool table stood a man with a face identical to his.

To help his life-saving benefactor, he personally pressed a pregnant me on the operating table to draw bone marrow.
I cried and begged him, "James, I'm pregnant. It's your child. Don't do this to me..."
But he had a look of disgust in his eyes. "Elizabeth, you'd lie about something like that just to get out of helping Mandy?"
Until there was a river of blood in the operating room and that unformed child turned into a pool of bloody water, he finally panicked.
Later, when he knew that the person who saved him in the fire ten years ago was actually me, he held my ashes and knelt outside the operating room for a full three days.

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?

Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she’s desperate to find her footing.
"You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs
"Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving."
Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?"
With Rolex’s teasing smirk and Sean’s quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn’t know where to turn—or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should.
Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire?
One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
(STEPSERIES PART 1- STEPBROTHER'S PUNISHES ME EVERYNGHT)
(STEPSERIES PART 2- STEPUNCLES' ALPHAS PUNISH ME EVERYNIGHT)

WARNING: This book is dark, steamy, and meant for mature readers. Proceed only if you're ready to surrender.
I came for the summer.
To relax. To spend time with my best friend.
Not to get tangled up with her father.
But the moment Alpha Damon looked at me, I wasn't just a guest anymore.
I was his.
To ruin.
To take.
To claim.
Now my throat is sore, my legs are weak, and I can still feel him deep inside me—while my best friend sleeps just down the hall.
He doesn't care if she hears.
He wants her to.
Because I'm not just his craving.
I'm his omega.
His obsession.
His filthy secret he's done hiding.
I came innocent.
I'm leaving marked.
And if I could do it all over again?
I'd beg him to break me the same way.

When I was in excruciating pain from cancer, my husband gave the last box of painkillers to his pregnant mistress.

I’m Elena. My mother died when I was 10. After that, my dad married my mom’s friend, who was his secretary too.
And now I’m lying on her son’s arm. I never thought he would do it with me. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and singing a song that had previously been recited by Mom. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up slowly.
It was going to be dawn soon. I put my voice down. He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I attempted to loosen his grip.
In anguish, I closed my eyes. My lower back and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently put his head on the seat and smiled at him. I softly called his name, “Paul.”
“You know how much I love you."
“But now it’s irrelevant to me,” I said as I stroked his hair.
“Are you sure you love me?”
“Then you gave me the ability to hurt you, too.”
I kissed him on the lips right after saying. I got out of the car after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn’t feel any pain. The wound on my back had already turned black and crimson. I made my way to my room.
**
Paul Wilson is a boy with paranoid disorder who falls in love with Elena D'souza, who was his childhood friend. But it appears that their fates do not have to be tied together. For various reasons, they begin to break apart. She despises him more than anything else, but Paul desires complete possession of her. Because of his nature, he hurts her, but if someone else harms her, he doesn't hesitate to hurt them as well.

Can his paranoid love overcome the barriers and unite them? Can Elena change him for the better?

Kieran Byrne, Alpha of his werewolf pack, avoids humans at all costs. That changes when Sienna Hart walks into his club. She is reckless, wears silver jewelry that is deadly to werewolves, and smells like trouble from the moment he sees her.
An anthropology student obsessed with werewolves, Sienna has spent years researching Kieran's pack. But her investigation uncovers something far more dangerous than she expected: a dark secret tied to the truth her mother died protecting. Now, a shadowy organization known as The Architects has turned its attention to her.
One night at Kieran's club changes everything. His wolf claims her with a single word: Mine.
A claiming bite should kill a human, but his wolf refuses to let her die.
Suddenly, Sienna is caught in a world of pack politics, deadly conspiracies, and a forbidden bond that threatens to destroy them both. As a mysterious power awakens inside her, she must choose whether to run from the dangerous Alpha who wants her or embrace a destiny she never knew was hers.
A steamy paranormal romance filled with obsession, secrets, high stakes, and a possessive Alpha who will do anything to protect his mate.

Ivy is a beautiful college girl, everyone wants to touch at least once. Her seduction is enough to pique a boy's desire. She dates a lot of boys, then one day, her uncle appears.
"Uncle, I have a question for you," I said aggressively as I approached him. He responded, "yes, Ivy," without looking at me. He always ignores me in this manner. He considers me to be that little girl. "Uncle, are you gay?" I asked hastily. I think he is. That's why he keeps himself away from me.
"What?" He said, his eyes widening as he heard me.
He asked, "What did you say?" 
"If you aren't, why can't you love me back?" I enticingly asked.

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

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

Jothea Alvandra once had a secret relationship with her professor. But when Marcus University uncovered their forbidden affair, the professor was immediately dismissed. Heartbroken and resentful, Jothea lost the only man she had ever loved—and he vanished without a trace.

While desperately searching for him, she meets the new sub-professor for their calculus class, Professor Ismael Mondalla. Still haunted by the past, Jothea has no interest in the subject—or in him. Yet, fate seems determined to intertwine their lives.

Always arriving late and testing his patience, Jothea never expected their constant clashes to evolve into something deeper. As they begin to uncover each other's hidden stories, secrets from the past resurface—revealing a connection she never saw coming.

Will Jothea risk falling into the same trap twice, or will love mean something entirely different this time around?

"What does love mean? I'll make you feel it the next time you try to slap me."

Joana Henshaw believed she had found true love, but when her husband, Clinton Gates, suddenly became cold, her entire world fell apart. Clinton, who had once shown her affection, now viewed her as merely a business deal and blamed her for his twin sister's untimely death. Joana put up with his hatred for three years in the hopes of rekindling their love. Clinton's thoughtless delivery of her divorce papers, however, was the last straw. Joana chose to leave the Gates family's wealth and prestige behind when all of her requests were ignored. She was carrying a small secret in her womb, but no one knew. She reappeared as a well-known designer years later. Everyone wanted it, and Clinton was no different. Clinton Gates, however, never anticipated missing Joana, but his suspicions increased as her absence became intolerable. Why did he think about her all the time? Why did she appear unaffected by their split? And why did he feel that he had made a grave error in spite of everything?

Never ever make a promise you cannot keep
Everyone should know that, including Alpha Romero, Eclipse Howl's most beloved future leader.
We were just pups when I saved his life. He assured me that one day he would make me his Luna, to love me unconditionally
My faith in him is steadfast
Patiently I await our coming of age, the moment when he must act on his word
In the meantime, I make sure all my rivals know whom they're dealing with
They’d better know who I am, the girl waiting in the dark, the promised Luna of the Eclipse Howl Pack…

Laura once believed that losing her husband’s love would be the greatest pain she could ever endure.But when she wakes up in a strange dusty room, drenched in sweat and confusion, only to realize her baby is gone, her world collapses. A doctor tells her she is dying.
Meanwhile, her husband Julian, the Lycan King she trusted with her life, is nowhere to be found.
When Laura finally locates him at the pack hospital, he is standing beside Sarah, his first love, who has just given birth to his child.
Caught in a storm of betrayal, heartbreak and unanswered questions, Laura must uncover the truth behind her missing baby and the hidden loyalties within the pack. Above all, she must face one devastating reality: the man she gave everything to may never have been hers at all.


Julian. With a feral growl, he appeared out of nowhere, tackling the rogue to the ground. His movements were quick and lethal, and within moments, the rogue was dead. “Julian!” I cried, rushing to him as he staggered to his feet. But before I could reach him, his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the floor. Blood pooled beneath him, staining his shirt. “No, no, no!” I dropped to my knees beside him, my hands hovering uselessly over his wounds. “Julian, stay with me!” His eyes fluttered open, and he gave me a weak smile. “Laura,” he murmured, his voice barely audible.

Today you will obey me unquestioningly," he said, his voice a deep baritone. He met my eyes with steely orbs of his own, and I swallowed and nodded. I felt a flutter in my stomach: Nerves. It was... exciting.

"Off the bed," he told me, and he pointed at the lip of the raised platform that extended a meter out from the edge of the bed. "And on your hands and knees."

I blinked, parsing the instructions for a moment, before doing as he said. I got off the bed and lowered myself onto all fours. He beckoned me with a finger, then, and I crawled to him. Once at his feet, tantalizingly close to his crotch, he bent down and ran a warm finger up my spine, making me squirm.

"Head up."

I put my head up.

"Neck back."

I put my neck back.

He fastened the collar onto me. I felt the cool metal of the hinge on my neck. "I won't try to run away," I told him. He fixed hard eyes on me, and I realized that I was not to speak. She could, however, see his arousal beginning to stir. The shape of his hardening manhood could be seen clearly through his thin slacks.

Damian dropped to his knees, then. He looked at me and held up my chin so my eyes met him. "I know you won't run away," he whispered. "You can't. But I like to see you like this, Emma."


Emma needs some money to pay for her studies, and as it shows, she has no one to turn to but herself only. So, she finds herself in a club where she has to get a stripper job in order to feed and pay for school, and there, she meets with Damian who won't only be her boss, but also her "Daddy".

Annie Fisher is an awkward teenage girl who was bullied her whole life because of her nerdy looking glasses and awkward personality. She thought once she starts high school, people will finally leave her alone

But she was wrong as she caught the eye of none other than Evan Green who decided to bully her into making his errand girl. Will she ever escape him? Or is Evan going to ruin her entire high school experience?

“Now tell me who you belong to?” Rael rasped, our breaths mingling together. Fuck! He was my sister's fiancé, yet here he was, fucking me like he owned me.

The feeling of being on the bed of the man she plans on marrying next month brought a sense of accomplishment to my being.

“I'm yours, Rael. Fuck! I'm yours!” I almost screamed with another hard jab of his waist.

“Wrong answer.” he muttered, pulling out of me just as I'd almost reached my peak. Fuck!

...

After being reborn, I was out to get revenge on my family. And the first step was possessing the man my sister loved.

"Move!"
"Ouch!" She glared at me. "Must you act this way towards me even if you and Katherine are in a relationship, can't you at least act friendly with me?"
"Relationship?" I scoffed. "Don't delude yourself!"
"I saw you both."
I smirked and grabbed her hands. "Who was kissing Hinn today?" Her eyes dilated, I was sure she was not expecting me to see that. "You belong to me and no one else!"

Robin Heisten a handsome man that grabs a lot of attention wherever he goes but was known as a cold person with no feelings, his past has been a mess but just crossing path with a girl he met once had been the only warm memory he has left in his heart.

But what happens when he finally saw her but discovered she has feelings for someone else?
Would he let the only lady that warms his heart go?