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Julian the Alpha King has a secret.

One night when he goes to save some of the humans from being massacred, he meets Arabella and feels drawn to her like no other before. However, when she finds out that werewolves exist, she runs from him repeatedly.

After all, she thinks he is the big bad wolf.

For years he has been alone suffering in darkness.  Yet, no one would have ever known with so many women surrounding him that Julian the Alpha King, secretly desires something that no one has ever been able to give him so far. 
Arabella, a 17 year old who just wants to have fun, ends up meeting him in a twist of fate.  Now that he has her in his grasp, how does he make her understand that all he wants is her love when she tries so desperately to escape from what she thinks is the big bad wolf?

Natalie is the only daughter of the Morge pack’s alpha. She concealed her identity and married Norwan, the Alpha of the Northan Clan. After being misunderstood by Nowan, she decisively dissolved her mateship with Norwan and returned to her pack. Natalie promised herself that she would take revenge for what Drixie and Cora did to her.

He came to Earth to retrieve an ancient amulet… not to fall in love.

Caelum, a 150-year-old warrior from the mystical realm of Luminari, is sent to the human world on a mission: find and retrieve the golden amulet powerful enough to save his world from destroying. What he didn’t expect was her.

Aurelia—brilliant, quiet, and unknowingly holding the very amulet he was sent for. Bound together as school project partners, what began as cold silence slowly turned into glances, laughter, and something deeper.

And the unexpected happened they fell in love.

But when Caelum finally discovers the truth,he found out she was the one with the amulet. Everything shatters. If he takes the amulet… she will turn to stone.

Now he's torn between his duty to save his dying world or saving the girl who became his world.

“Why would I accept her? I never thought of marrying her from the beginning. How did the Moon Goddess think I should marry someone like her?
So he didn’t want me to be his Luna? My wolf whimpered, rejected and trembling, her voice small in my head. She had thought he accepted us. So had I.
“I’ll reject her once I have my succession day. By that time, we’ll be adults. Two more years and I’ll be free from this absurd engagement I never wanted.”
Each word felt like a slap, raw and stinging.


She was once destined to become the future Luna, until one night she was accused of being a traitor’s daughter. Betrayed by her pack, watching her parents die, and pushed toward death by the mate fated to love her, she barely escaped with her life. Wounded and fueled by unending hatred, she fled, changed her name, and rebuilt herself for one purpose—revenge.
Now, she returns under a new identity to the kingdom she once called home, a land ruled by the very man who abandoned her, now a cold and ruthless Alpha King. She swears she will take back everything that was stolen from her.
The man who once rejected her begins to realize something terrifying: He did not lose a fragile girl. He created a bloodthirsty wolf capable of bringing down a throne.
This time, the hunter and the prey will trade places...

At Northbridge University, Chris Lewis owns the ice. Tall, brutally muscular, with dark brown hair and piercing gray eyes, he is the feared and worshipped captain of the elite hockey team. The crowd chants his name, girls throw themselves at him, and no one dares to cross him, especially not his girlfriend, Rebecca Roosevelt — rich, cold, calculating, and untouchable.
Then there is Casey Roosevelt. Red hair, blue eyes. freckles scattered like stardust across her cheeks. Glasses she hides behind like a shield. Labeled “the quiet nerd” on campus, she keeps her head down and her mouth shut.
What no one knows is the truth behind her silence. Adopted into the Roosevelt family, Casey lives in hell disguised as luxury. At home, Rita and Loki Roosevelt tear her down with cruelty, control, and violence. On campus, Rebecca weaponizes popularity to humiliate her at every turn.
Casey survives by disappearing in plain sight until Chris starts noticing things he can’t ignore bruises hidden under long sleeves, panic when doors slam, and eyes that look far older than nineteen. The more he sees, the less he trusts Rebecca.
The closer he gets to Casey, the more dangerous everything becomes because in a world of wealth, power, and reputation, the truth is lethal and when Chris chooses the broken girl over the golden one, the ice cracks and so does everything else.
Some girls shatter quietly but Casey Roosevelt? She is about to break the whole damn campus.

In a kingdom where magic is outlawed, Elara, a gifted healer, saves the life of Crown Prince Kael in only to discover he carries a deadly curse that no healer has ever lifted. Pulled into a dangerous web of palace intrigue and assassination plots, Elara must hide her own magic while unraveling the dark secrets surrounding Kael’s mark. But the closer she gets to the truth, the closer she risks her heart… and her life.

Rebecca was raised in the Romani culture commonly known as a gypsy she would travel from fair to fair. Performing dances signing and fortune telling. She was bullied all her life as well. But she never knew why. Her mother talks a prophecy about a half vampire half human vampire princess. She had purple eyes and pale skin which was contrasted with her black hair. She is beautiful. On the evening of her eighteenth birthday she started to be able to smell blood. After being bullied by one of the other teenagers. Then beaten in the wo by her so called mother. She notices a man and a women in the woods behind her camp. She sees a mysterious stranger who is holding a girl and sucking on her neck. She starts to feel a strange pull towards him. Who is this man? Why am I so attracted to him.

"You may be my husband now, but I won't let you mark me. I won't be yours, not like that."
"Why? Why did you marry me if you won't mate with me?" He yells.
My grip tightens on the hilt, but my breath is shaky when I reply.
"You are my fated mate, and Elder ordered me to marry you, so I obeyed. But I know you only want me because I look like my cousin. You're the Alpha King, and I am loyal to my pack, but our marriage is just an empty formality."
He leans closer, barely noticing the small drop of blood that slides down his neck from where my blade digs into his skin.
"What is this? What game are you playing, Lilly? I know you're my mate. I felt it the moment I saw you. Even now, as you insult me, I can smell it all over you. But where is your wolf? Why can't I sense it?"
"I'm in love with someone else, and my wolf is loyal to him. It hides from you," I force the words out, and the lie tastes bitter on my lips. "I'm sorry to disappoint, but my wolf doesn't want you, and neither do I. I'll be your wife and obey you as my Alpha, but I will never mate with you. I'll never bear your mark."
"You may look like Gloria, but you're nothing like her," he says.

"Draft notice, Player 7,445,212. Your urban entropy has been requisitioned. Debt: One Existential Constant. Interest accrues immediately.”

For twelve years, Leo has walked into forgotten places—abandoned churches, dead malls, sealed subway stations—looking for any sign of his father, a transit worker who vanished without a trace. All he found was a single work boot on the tracks of Grand Street Station.

Then a text message appears on his phone. A message he didn't send.

Come to the railyard. I need someone to see this.

His friend Jin shows it to him. Her face is pale. "You really didn't send this?"

"I really didn't."

"Then who did?"

Leo doesn't have an answer. But that night, he dreams again.

This time, it speaks.

You've been looking for me your whole life.

Leo wakes up gasping, the taste of burned paper on his tongue.

He goes back to the railyard.

The ground opens beneath him.

Bones at the bottom. His father's jacket among them. A pale hand reaching up from the pile.

And a voice inside his head.

Welcome, Player 7,445,212.

Leo falls into the dark. Hands grab at his clothes. His hair. His face. Something tears at his chest.

When he opens his eyes, he is not in the railyard anymore.

He is in a mall that should not exist.

Mannequins turn their heads to face him.

Behind the canned music, the dead air hums.

And a number hovers in his vision.

Sanity: 98%

The Game has begun.

He did not choose to play.

But the Interlocutor does not care what he wants.

A love that goes beyond the barriers of time and space.
A woman who carries in her blood the power to beget a new generation of wolves.
A man embittered by life who will do anything to have the woman he lost in another life.
A villain who will not measure scruples so that this love will not have a happy ending.
A society long forgotten

Helena always dreamed of becoming a teacher; she was the pride of her whole family, the first in her family to go to college.

Ever since she was a little girl, she has dreams of a mysterious man and two giant wolves who fight a mortal battle for her.

On her first day of school, she meets Argo, the man who appears in her dreams. A doctor in Greek culture, he was lost in the corridors of the university, just as Helena was lost in his arms, something tells her to stay far away.

Argo is a Shifter wolf, eldest son of the mighty Nicolas Licáon, the alpha of the oldest Greek pack, and is completely mesmerized, she was his predestined mate.

In the past, they were separated in a tragic way, and fate has given them a new chance for a happy ending... Could it be?

I have spent my whole life being the girl who counts exits.

New room — find the doors first. New crowd — map the faces before I feel them. New school — arrive knowing exactly how to disappear.

Aurelian Academy was supposed to be the same.

Get in. Stay invisible. Protect the prince my brother trusts me with. Come home. Nobody needed to know about the dark magic I've been hiding since I was old enough to understand what it does to people who find out.

Simple enough.

Until Roman Creed smiled at me across a rink at midnight and something inside me stopped being quiet.

Until Klaus — his half-brother, the one who says what everyone else is only thinking — sat across from me in a library and said, "Explain this." like he already knew I could. Like he'd already decided something about me before I'd opened my mouth.

Two boys. Two bonds I never asked for. One truth buried so deep in my family's history that finding it will change everything I thought I knew about why I'm really here.

Because the most powerful alpha alive owes my family a debt he has never paid. And Roman Creed knows exactly what that debt is.

My magic is waking up. My wolf is finally stirring. And the boy I was sent here to protect is hiding something that would break me — if I let it.

I came to this academy to stay invisible.

But some secrets, once they start surfacing, don't stop.

And neither do I.

So I have to ask — does he know who I am?

Or am I already too late?

" She isn't my type that I would say I want to get married to."
"Oh, no she could be your servant, not your spec besides she can clean and cook so well." my mother said.
Okay, I had known my mother didn't love me but giving me up for a debt u knew nothing about was out of the question.
It was like I was an object which could just be traded without the courage to say no.

Scott Carter is the only child and he inherits his father's property after his death. But his cold-blooded nature, causes everyone to be scared of him, hence making him like a monster. but Isabella will be the only one to change all of that. Isabella, the beautiful damsel who leaves from being a servant to the wife of the richest man in the city.

What we think to be revenge sometimes, is just something which kills us deep and we can only see properly when we let go of our emotions
Losing her parents was so hard that she had to mourn but again, for her to take revenge, she had to brace up herself to walk away and come back some years later.
Only to find out that, the whole context isn't what she thought it had been and she is left with a soft spot in her after meeting her mate

Mira was born with a forbidden gift shadow magic wrapped in wolf blood, a power the kingdom outlawed long before she took her first breath. When her abilities awakened, she trusted the one person she believed would protect her: Jason, crown prince of the Lycan throne and her fated mate.

She was wrong.

Jason betrayed her to save his crown.
Mira burned for her survival.

Three years later, she returns as the mysterious Shadow Wolf, stronger, colder, and determined to make Jason pay for every bruise, every lie, every regret buried beneath his royal skin.

But fate is cruel.

Because the moment he sees her again, Jason recognizes the scent he tried to forget the scent of the woman he lost…the woman he destroyed…the only woman the Moon ever marked for him.

And Mira has only one goal,

Make the king kneel and then decide if he deserves forgiveness or destruction.

Nadia has lived in the orphanage since the day she was born—a girl no one ever wanted to adopt.
But just as she’s about to turn eighteen, everything changes.
A mysterious billionaire, Vincent Voss, shows up and claims her as his daughter.
He insists Nadia is a werewolf—just like him—and that she must return to the world she truly belongs to.
Nadia thinks he’s insane… until the truth proves impossible to deny.
Now, she’s about to begin a journey that will take her from an unwanted orphan to the future queen of the werewolf nation.

Elara gave five years of her life, her magic, and her unborn wolf pup to Kael, the cruel Alpha wolf king—only to be betrayed, drained of her life‑force, and left for dead on a sacrificial altar. When her soul shatters from agony, an ancient golden‑eyed dragon awakens from his long seal. Ignis, ruler of all dragons, marks her as his property, burning away the wolf’s brand from her skin.Broken and emotionless, Elara watches her ex‑lover beg for forgiveness as she stands beside her ruthless dragon mate. She crushes his power, strips his title, and lets his own abandoned wolf pack tear him apart. But a primal dragon egg grows inside her womb, binding the most feared beast of the continent to her forever.Revenge is sweet, and the world will bow to the Dragon’s Luna.

That day, I stood in the rain, donned in a rented wedding gown.

He texted, "I’m sorry, Elena, I won’t be coming."

Five years later, he gazed at me and said, "Come work as a maid at my home, in light of the service you once rendered me."

He believed I remained the wretched creature he had trampled upon.

Little did he know that my current husband, Dante Vancetti, is the man who instills fear across all of San Valero.

And I am his Donna—his queen, his entire universe.

Marco Ricci, welcome to hell.

I married Massimo Salvatore, the mafia don, thirty-two times. And divorced him thirty-two times.

Every single time for the same reason—his precious Claudia came back from her overseas treatment facility.

"She took a bullet to the head for me. Any stress could kill her." That was his only explanation.

The first divorce, I trashed the entire living room. He slapped me across the face: "Cut the DRAMA. We'll get back together once she's stable."

The third time, I followed them to the club and caught them kissing. I confronted him—got locked in the basement for seven days.

Sign the papers, take off the ring, pack my bags. Like a nightmare on repeat.

Until the thirty-third time.

A rival family grabbed both me and Claudia. With a gun to his head, he could only save one of us. I looked at him, voice breaking: "Massimo, just this once, pick me."

He walked toward her.

Four hours later, his men found me in some abandoned warehouse. Three broken ribs, blood everywhere. Our baby—gone.

Massimo camped out by Claudia's hospital bed, wouldn't leave her side. Didn't visit me once. Not even when I got discharged.

That's when I was done.

I was sixteen when my biological father dragged me from our Montana ranch back to his East Coast mansion. Welcome party? My half-brother Brandon pointed at my face in the cafeteria and sneered, "Trash from the farm!"

I slapped him. Hard. His cheek bloomed red.

"Girls can't possibly understand baseball tactics," he spat, trying to save face. "If you can even make the team, I'll do whatever you say."

Deal.

The day those thugs cornered me in the alley, I took down twenty-something of them solo. Lucas Winston—team captain, heir to a financial empire, top of our class—just stood there watching, eyes gleaming with something dangerous. "Would you come save me? Even in another state?"

"I would. But not because you're asking like this."

Grandpa Jack's voice crackled over the phone: "Your combat skills, your tactical mind—they can all translate to baseball. It's your only way out."

With my grades scraping the bottom, athletic recruitment was my only shot at college. That bet? My burning bridge.

But Lucas became a problem. He got too close, his control issues suffocating. After graduation, I ran. Thought I could escape him.

One semester later, he showed up at my club entrance: "I turned down Yale."

I swept his legs and pinned him to the mat, lips brushing his ear: "You're my prey now."

Will I win the bet? Will that empire heir learn to let go?
And when some fool insults me on a Thai island, Lucas's eyes turn ice-cold:
"Yacht wager. Loser jumps and feeds the sharks."

Alexander Fitzpatrick, furniture designer, company director, single, is not looking for a girlfriend, but for hostesses to keep all women off his back.

Emily Saron, accountant, trainer, single, is not looking for a partner, but is looking forward to her future position as chief accountant at Fitzpatrick Designs.

Alexander gets a hostess who is not a hostess.

Emily becomes exactly that hostess he never wanted.

The fact that Oliver, as the mediator, can't keep his hands off Emily and that Dominik, as the owner of the castle, also wants to get into the erotic game makes the whole story really spicy.

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.

No names asked , no strings attached just purely .... " ,. " Carnal " , He finished up my sentence with his jaws clenched . " Such a bitch ", He added . I smirked more mischievously when I noticed that his jaws were clenching more with anger . " Precisely not all cops are annoying as you ", l chuckled.
"Don't create the beast out of me ", He growled while glaring at me. " Dammit , is the interrogation done now ? " , I rolled my eyes before removing my hand from the table then placed it on my thighs . " Hands on the table" , He commanded in an annoyed voice which made me to smile in amusement .
"He you wasting my time , l really need to go and find someone who is going to give me a good fuck ", l blurted out the words caring less about the fact that he was a cop. " Huh ! Do you think that is going to happen?", He smirked as he stood up from the chair . " Meaning? ", I asked as l watched him walk towards me .
" You ain't going to anywhere unless you tell me the names of the gangs ", He warned in a low voice as he placed his hand onto the arm of my chair . " This isn't my first time to be interrogated , so don't scare me ",. I challenged him as l turned my head to look at him . With him behind me , his face was merely inches away from mine . This made his minty and smoky breath to fill my nose
" You do smoke too ? " , I asked a bit surprised . " I do fuck too " , His response shocked made my mouth to fall open . He was damn serious because before I could reply to him, his other hand shockingly fall on top of my hand that was lying next to my crotch then made me rub myself.

SYNOPSIS

On the night of her best friend's Alpha naming ceremony, Ava finds out that she's mated to him. Aloha Denrick.

Unfortunately, he rejects her after humiliating her and ends up with her twin sister Ciara who makes life a living hell for her.

But what is this?

The Lycan King comes visiting, claiming Ava and the unborn child growing in her womb.

Would sparks fly between the new couples especially when Denrick decides to fight for her love?

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“When you think that life cannot get better, Blake Pierce comes up with another masterpiece of thriller and mystery! This book is full of twists, and the end brings a surprising revelation. Strongly recommended for the permanent library of any reader who enjoys a very well-written thriller.”--Books and Movie Reviews (re Almost Gone) A MURDER IN PARIS is the debut novel in a charming new cozy mystery series by USA Today bestselling author Blake Pierce, whose #1 bestseller Once Gone has received 1,500 five-star reviews.Diana Hope, 55, is still adjusting to her recent separation when she discovers her ex-husband has just proposed to a woman 30 years younger. Secretly hoping they would reunite, Diana is devastated. She realizes the time has come to reimagine life without him—in fact, to reimagine her life, period.Devoting the last 30 years of her life to being a dutiful wife and mother and to climbing the corporate ladder, Diana has been relentlessly driven, and has not taken a moment to do anything for herself. Now, the time has come.Diana never forgot her first boyfriend, who begged her to join him for a year in Europe after college. She had wanted to go so badly, but it had seemed like a wild, romantic idea, and a gap year, she’d thought, would hinder her resume and career. But now, with her daughters grown, her husband gone, and her career no longer fulfilling, Diana realizes it’s time for herself—and to take that romantic year in Europe she’d always dreamed of.Diana prepares to embark on the year of her life, finally turning to her bucket list, hoping to tour the most beautiful sights and sample the most scrumptious cuisines—and maybe, even, to fall in love again. But a year in Europe may have different plans in store for her. Can A-type Diana learn to go with the flow, to be spontaneous, to let down her guard and to learn to truly enjoy life again?In A MURDER IN PARIS (Book #1), Diana hopes to kick off her journey, and find new love, with an unforgettable night at the Versailles ball. But when the dramatic night takes a harrowing turn she could never expect, Diana realizes she will have to solve the crime—or else have her trip end in disaster.A YEAR IN EUROPE is a charming and laugh-out-loud cozy mystery series, packed with food and travel, with mysteries that will leave you on the edge of your seat, and with experiences that will leave you with a sense of wonder. As Diana embarks on her quixotic quest for love and meaning, you will find yourself falling in love and rooting for her. You will be in shock at the twists and turns her journey takes as she somehow finds herself at the center of a mystery, and must play amateur sleuth to solve it. Fans of books like Eat, Pray, Love and Under the Tuscan Sun have finally found the cozy mystery series they’ve been hoping for!Book #2 (DEATH IN FLORENCE) and book #3 (VENGEANCE IN VIENNA) in the series are now also available!

Her daughter lay dying—her only chance at survival resting in a bone marrow transplant from her biological father.
That man, the one Stella Johnson had once loved with all her heart, was nowhere to be found.
While Stella made call after call, hands trembling with desperation, Charles Hart was busy building a crystal castle for the daughter of his beloved white moonlight—lighting up the entire city with fireworks in her honor.
All Stella got in return was a cold, clipped response:
"I'm busy."
And then… silence.
She waited.
And waited.
Until the warmth left her daughter's tiny hand.
He never came.
Cradling the small urn, Stella stepped into the streets—only to be greeted by a cruel spectacle.
Every digital screen on the bustling boulevard played the same scene:
Charles, his white moonlight, and their daughter, smiling under the fireworks as they sang "Happy Birthday," basking in a future built on someone else's grave.
The love Stella once held for Charles didn't just die that night—it was burned to ash.
And from those ashes, something far stronger rose:
Hatred. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving.

When her marriage comes to an abrupt end, Sparkle tries to channel her pain into saving a dog that has been condemned to die after being involved in a terrible accident, but after a few weeks, she makes the horrible discovery that the dog she saved is, in fact, no dog at all. She saved a badly injured wolf she has mistaken for a husky. He's a powerful alpha who is very ruthless to humans, and Sparkle is no exception, or is she? Find out what becomes of Sparkle when Dalton finally regains his strength and reclaims his pack.


I saved a dying husky from being euthanized, not knowing I was bringing a billionaire Alpha werewolf into my bed. My husband divorced me because he thought I was infertile, kicking me out for a dog he was allergic to. I had nothing left but the injured animal in my backseat. I nursed him, bandaged him, and poured my broken heart out to him. But one morning, the dog was gone. In his place stood Dalton Roux, the most powerful Alpha in the city. He didn't just thank me. He kidnapped me to his mansion, claiming it was for my "protection." "You saved my life," he whispered, his voice dropping an octave as his hands roamed my curves. He pinned me against the wall, his massive erection pressing against my thigh, growling possessively.

Seventy-two hours before my wedding, I stood in front of the fitting mirror at a bridal shop.

My best friend sent me a social media post, and the red exclamation mark in the message box stung my eyes sharply.

The post’s title read: Guys, my boyfriend is getting married to his current partner. What should I do?

The comment section had already erupted into chaos.
“Dude, are you out of your mind? You’re the other woman here!”
“You’re the homewrecker and you dare post this to get roasted? Where’s your shame?”

The poster was firing back furiously, every word oozing unapologetic madness:
“We’ve been inseparable since we were kids! His first love, first kiss, first time—all mine!”
“He doesn’t even like that old hag; he’s only marrying her out of obligation!”
“Who’s the real mistress, anyway?”

I should have swiped past it like a silly joke, but my gaze was locked onto the poster’s profile picture.

It showed two hands laced together. Peeking out from the man’s wrist was a dark green watch dial—a Richard Mille Valentine’s Day limited edition. It was the seven-figure engagement gift I’d bought him by selling my mother’s last precious heirloom, the only one of its kind in the world.

My heart was squeezed tight by an icy hand, plummeting to the bottom in an instant.

I tapped into the account’s homepage. The second my finger swiped open the photo album, a dizzying, world-spinning sensation crashed over me.

In the photos, the man holding the girl closely was none other than Lu Yanchen—my fiancé, who was supposed to marry me in three days.

I stared at the screen. All the wedding hopes and love I’d saved up over three years shattered into nothing but dust at this moment.

I couldn’t believe it, yet I had to. The man who’d loved me for three years and sworn to protect me forever had been lying to me from start to finish.

My daughter has been blind since birth. On her eighteenth birthday, she finally received news of a matching cornea donor.
Our whole family was so excited we couldn't sleep that night. My husband and daughter eagerly prepared for the surgery, their hearts filled with hope that she would soon see the light.
But I suddenly slammed my hand on the table and, amidst the family's stunned gazes, proposed a divorce on the spot.
My husband's face turned ashen as he demanded harshly, "You want a divorce just because I'm going through with our daughter's surgery?"
I curled the corner of my mouth and enunciated every word: "That's right. Because you're going through with her surgery—this marriage is over."

In the sixth year of my life as a Scale-Stripper, I finally gathered the hundredth vial of Dragon Breath Essence.

I knelt before the altar, cradling the crystal bottle in both hands. The golden light swirling within it cast a warm glow across my scarred knuckles. Six years — six years of wandering the most dangerous battlefields of the Five Clans and the plague-ridden wastelands, using dragon breath to heal the wounded. For every person I saved, I had peeled away a living scale from my own flesh, baring the raw, bleeding meat beneath.

Seven scales left on my back.

Only seven.

But as long as it saved my brother Lucien, it was worth it.

Six years ago, during the Dragon Slaughter War, our parents had been assassinated by humans. An ancient curse had struck Lucien; his scales were crumbling away, day by day. He told me that only a hundred vials of Dragon Breath Essence could break the curse.

I held the crystal bottle out to him, my voice trembling with barely contained emotion. "Lucien, a hundred vials. We finally have enough."

Lucien took the bottle and glanced at it.

Then he tossed it off the altar without a second thought.

I went rigid.

Lucien stood at the top of the altar.

"I was never cursed," he said.

My hands were still cupped in the shape of holding the bottle, all ten fingers suspended in midair.

"Our parents never died, either."

"The Dragon Slaughter War six years ago, I planned it. The only one left crippled, with broken wings, was you."

The night before the SAT, I brought homemade pastries from our bakery to share with the whole class.

The next day, over thirty students collapsed at the testing center. The exam was voided.

I became the target of everyone's rage. My family fell apart. I ended up in a detention cell.

The internet tore me apart. My classmate Lainey Prescott went on camera sobbing, saying all she wanted was for me to own up to what I did.

While I was in detention, I found out my mom had a mental breakdown and jumped off the overpass outside of town.

That same night, I went into the river too. The water was freezing.

When I open my eyes, Lainey is right there. She's holding that same sheet of paper with everyone's signatures, smiling like nothing's wrong, eyes just as calculating as I remember.

I'm back.

And this time, I'm not making anything for anyone.

Hope Black is a Delta, a person who was born among werewolves, but does not have a wolf... Despite this, she is one of the best warriors, always being at the forefront of training.
With the chance to train in the great Lycan royal castle, Hope enlists with the hope of further improving her fighting skills, she just didn't expect to find her Destined on the first day.

Dylan Miller is an Alpha, future leader of the Blue Moon pack, he enlisted in royal training to escape a forced union, he is against the ancient rule that he needs to unite with someone of pure and ancient blood.
With this chance he hopes to find his Destined and thus be able to free himself from the forced union his father and his elders placed for him. The only thing he didn't expect was for the Moon Goddess to put him together with a Delta who doesn't want him.

I was once a brilliant researcher, but I gave up my career for my family. Everything changed during a camping trip—my husband abandoned me in the wilderness, and my son called another woman “Mom.” My husband openly favored his mistress, neglecting both me and our daughter. Heartbroken, I decided to divorce him and take my daughter with me, determined to reclaim my career and my life.

He thought I was just being petty, convinced that I’d have nothing once I left him.

But one day, when he showed up with our son and saw me and our daughter happily by another man’s side, he finally panicked…

I am Vera, forced to marry the ruthless mob boss Viktor Quinn.

Years of one-sided devotion have finally extinguished the love I once held for him.

"You will never be worthy of carrying my child," he once vowed. If he discovered I was pregnant, he would personally ensure I aborted it.

But I was already months along.

One night, an assassin cornered me in a dark alley: "I'm here to take your life and your child's!"

I barely escaped. But the question haunted me—who sent him? Was it Viktor?

An accidental flight change saved me from a plane crash that killed everyone on board.

To the world, Vera Quinn died in that disaster.

Viktor went mad searching for my body.

Six years later, I've rebuilt my life as Maya Pierce, a renowned jewelry designer—and a mother.

Then I was kidnapped.

One day, I was mysteriously kidnapped.

When the hood was ripped off my head, I froze.

The person standing before me made my heart stop.

The one behind all of this turned out to be...

Deborah, in her forties, is as mad as a dog chasing its tail to lose its head. She downloads a dating app and bumps into Mr. R., a guy who looks like he came out of her wettest dreams. He invites her to dinner and Deborah, all excited, goes.
But before she gets there she gives in to temptation and gives herself to an irresistible stranger. But, holy hell, the moral hangover hits hard and she runs away like a runaway cat.

But destiny is a son of a bitch and decides to play a trick on this story: that stranger is her new boss. Now, Deborah will have to struggle to deal with the sexual tension in the office while trying to hide the fire that burns inside her every time she looks into that scoundrel's eyes.

The biggest dream of every werewolf is meeting their mate.

The incredible scent, the surreal sparks that lit up on every touch, the amazing firework feel on every kiss, the contented feeling while in the arms of their mate, the pride of wearing their mark and bearing their pup and above all the bliss of showering each other with unconditional love.

Life of every werewolf is a blissful fantasy story.

But every theory has few exceptions right?
Obviously yes!

This story revolves around such an exceptional she-wolf who had a strong reason to despise the idea of MATES. She wants to live like independent humans. She never wanted a random man showing up in her life out of nowhere in the name of ‘Mate’ and dragging her out of what she built all her life. Her idea of a life partner filled with love, not with mate bond. She has her goal and she wanted to fulfil it in her own way without any compromises. But that doesn’t stop the mighty Moon God to bless her with an irresistible mate.

Learning from our past mistakes is a good thing.
But all the decisions out of such learning need not be correct!

Some mistakes will make us happy.
Some mistakes lead us to the thing which we have been dying to get.

Will she commit the mistake that could fulfil her wishes or will she stick to her decisions to write the pages of her own life which has more mysteries than she could ever imagine?

Give a try to my book and join her life journey :)

Borrowing Amor: Where New Mexico meets small-town romance. Read books 4-6 in this sweet romance series to experience space tourism, Carlsbad Caverns, and a road trip mixed with a billionaire, a real estate developer, and an unlikely love. Each can be read as a stand-alone novel. Borrowing a Billionaire: Sometimes to find love, you need a little space. Bev Miller is shocked when she wins a seat on Galactic Enterprise’s inaugural space tourism flight, considering she never entered her name into the drawing. But thanks to her best friend, Bev finds herself at a spaceport, preparing for the adventure of a lifetime. Unfortunately, that includes Charles Michael. Handsome, single, and rich—he’s everything she’s cut herself off from. After her stint with homelessness, she has no desire to date someone who represents her old life, when she too had wealth. Charles Michael thought rising from rags to riches would solve all of his problems, but now that his parents’ bills are paid off, the money is nothing but an anchor around his neck. He reserves a seat on a space tourism flight in hopes it will help him figure out his life—to give him perspective without distractions. He didn’t count on meeting Bev Miller. Bev and Charles have only three days to shed their prejudices and learn to trust. Will their return to earth mean the beginning of a new adventure? Borrowing Kisses:  He’s a real estate developer who has a job to do. She’s the one who is going to stop him. As the mayor’s assistant, Zoe Flores has had a front row seat to how quickly the small town of Amor has changed. So when she’s assigned to help real estate developer Stephen McAllister replace several local businesses with high-class stores, she plots to save Amor and drive Stephen out of town. When Stephen shows up in Amor, the only thing he wants to do is buy out the properties on his list, then get out—all before the local residents realize what he’s up to. He didn’t plan on the mayor assigning his beautiful, and feisty, assistant as his liaison. Now he’ll be lucky to get anything done with her thwarting his every move. Stephen and Zoe try to fight their growing attraction to each other, but can they put aside their differences long enough to give love a fighting chance? Borrowing Second Chances:  No one told them that their ex would be on this trip. When Debbie Allred is asked by the new mayor of Amor to go on a one-week recruiting trip, she is thrilled. This would be a chance to earn extra money while utilizing her skills as a business owner and a member of the town council. But it isn’t until after Debbie agrees to the job that she discovers the mayor didn’t give her all of the important details—specifically that Debbie’s ex-boyfriend would be heading the recruiting trip. Bob Larcher is not a people person. At. All. He loves rules and procedure, which means he’s great at his job at Town Hall, but there is one item in his job description he’d overlooked. Job Recruitment. When he discovers that he’ll be traveling with his ex-girlfriend for an entire week, he’s not sure if he should be ecstatic, or terrified.  Armed with mistrust, unresolved resentment, and unwanted attraction, Bob and Debbie have two weeks to figure out what made them fall in love in the first place. And if it’s worth saving.

Read the first three books in the Borrowing Amor series, where New Mexico meets small-town romance. Chile peppers, hot air balloons and white sand dunes mix with a small-town mayor, a fake fiancé, and a second chance at love. Borrowing Amor: A small-town mayor. A stranger with a sketchy past. Two weeks before Christmas, Katie is kicked out of her apartment. Again. Rather than wander the streets and continue to work for a dirty cop, she escapes, determined to disappear for good. Until her car breaks down in a small New Mexican town, and everything is threatened when she falls for the charming mayor. Sam Freedman is the first bachelor mayor of Amor. After convincing the locals that having a mayor without family responsibilities means he can dedicate all of his time to the community, they watch his every move. Then Katie Andersen shows up. Against Sam’s better judgement, he hires her to replace his former event coordinator. Now he can barely think straight, let alone run a town.  In the midst of half-truths and outright lies, Katie and Sam desperately search for the place where honesty and trust lead to love. But they have to find it before the past catches up with them. Borrowing Love: It’s better to have loved and lost, they said. They were wrong. Ruby Freedman hasn’t left the small town of Amor in four years--not since her husband died. The memory of his fateful accident was enough to cause her to sell her airplane, and never ride in a car again. Then Parker Loveland comes back to town. Now she has to add him to her list of things she intends to avoid. After years away, Parker Loveland is back in Amor to celebrate his parents’ thirtieth wedding anniversary. He has worked hard to escape the clutches of his hometown, but when he runs into Ruby, the only girl he cared about in high school, and the only one that ever stood him up on a date, he’s torn between the embarrassment he felt more than a decade before, and his desire to be around her. Caught between memories of the past and fear of the future, it will take leaving Amor to help Ruby and Parker find the second chance they didn’t know they were looking for. Borrowing a Fiancé:  She wanted freedom. She got a fiancé instead. Melinda Garrett has been stuck managing her parents' diner for over a decade, with no end in sight. When her younger sister gets engaged, Melinda reluctantly agrees to attend the wedding with her friend, Daniel. But when the pressure is on, she claims he is her fiancé, in hopes that her parents’ opinion of selling the diner will change. Daniel Armstrong isn’t the kind of guy a girl takes home to meet her parents, but when he offers to attend a wedding as Melinda’s date, he finds himself labeled as her future spouse. Now, challenges lie around every corner, testing Melinda’s claim that she and Daniel are in love. With every touch and fake kiss, the line blurs between fiction and reality, and it seems inevitable that at least one heart will be broken by the end of the weekend.

I was driving my dad's luxury car to pick up a friend when his secretary stopped me on the spot.
She mistook me for the lover who had sex with my dad in his office.
So she used car theft as an excuse to drag me into the basement, beat me up, and took nude photos of me.
When my dad found out, he asked me to apologize to her.
That's when I realized that in his eyes, his reputation mattered more than his own daughter.
If that's the case, he doesn't need to be the figurehead CEO anymore.

After being brought home by my biological parents, I thought I'd finally get the love I'd been missing.

But no matter what I did, they only blamed me for bullying my adopted sister. My husband would just look at me with disgust.

They thought I was cruel and evil. When my adopted sister was diagnosed with leukemia, they forced me to donate bone marrow to her.

I was forced to eat and exercise, gaining twenty pounds in half a month.

My adopted sister suddenly looked at me and said, "Sis, to tell you the truth, I don't have leukemia at all. I'm just playing with you. When you die on the operating table, I'll be with your husband."

I felt so sick I wanted to die.

But I couldn't die.

I had to survive.

I had to crawl out of this hell alive!

On my first day as an intern at the zoo, the old director assigned us animals to care for.
In my previous life, my classmate Jack chose the easy-to-care-for African elephant, while I was forced to take on the brutal Siberian tiger.
A month later, the apocalypse struck, and the Siberian tiger successfully evolved, leading me to escape the encirclement.
Jack's elephant, however, couldn't outrun the mutated species and was torn to pieces. Driven
by jealousy, the surviving Jack incited a mob to brutally beat me and the giant tiger to death, dismembering and cannibalizing us.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the animals were assigned.
Jack had already taken the Siberian tiger, pushing the elephant to me, and I knew he had also been reborn.
But what he didn't know was that the Siberian tiger he had devoured was also reborn with me.

Since marrying into the Sterling family, I've been pregnant three times. Not one of them survived.

Every time the DNA test report arrived, my mother-in-law would drag me to the clinic for an abortion.

They said the fetus had genetic defects. But I secretly went to an outside hospital for tests, and the report clearly stated everything was normal.

After my third miscarriage, I followed my in-laws to the basement I was forbidden to enter.

I held my breath and pressed my eye to the crack in the door.

In that moment, I finally knew why they had to kill my babies.

I kissed him again in order to distract him as I loosened his belt and pulled down his pants and boxer at the same time.
I pulled away and I couldn't believe my eyes...I mean I knew he was huge but not this huge and I'm pretty sure he noticed that I was shocked.
"What's the matter doll....did I frighten you?" He smiled, locking eyes with me. I replied by tilting my head and smiling at him.
"You know I didn't expect you to do this, I just wanted to...." He stopped speaking when I wrapped my hands around his cock as I swirled my tongue around his mushroom before taking him into my mouth.
"Fuck!!" He groaned.


Dahlia Thompson's life takes a different turn after she returns from a two week trip to see her parents and walks in on her boyfriend, Scott Miller cheating on her with highschool best friend Emma Jones.
Angered and devastated, she decides to go back home but changes her mind and chooses to party hard with a stranger.
She gets herself drunk and ends up surrendering her body to this stranger Jason Smith who turns out to be her soon to be boss and her brother's best friend.

She baked his pack to perfection for five years, only to overhear she was just the “cheaper version” of his fated mate.

When Alpha Brian slaps her, abandons her in flames, and chooses the villainess who faked everything… Angela walks away, rejects him forever, returns home as the hidden heiress of a powerhouse pack, marries the Lycan King who worships her and watches her ex spiral into madness.

In my past life, I squandered all my wealth to support my fiancée's family, but when the extreme heat of the apocalypse arrived, she and her lover broke my legs, brutally drained my marrow, and devoured me alive.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the seven days before the apocalypse.

This time, I will never repeat the same mistake.

I decisively kicked away these cold-blooded parasites, canceled all my credit cards, and, with the true love who died to save me in my past life, built an indestructible, top-tier temperature-controlled fortress.

As global temperatures soared, Los Angeles became a scorching inferno, and the fiancée's family couldn't even get a sip of dirty water, ultimately being forced to resort to cannibalism and killing each other.

And I, sitting in a 22-degree air-conditioned room eating chilled watermelon, coldly watch this bloody live broadcast of dogs fighting each other.

The fires of hell have been lit, and your judgment has only just begun.

When the ocean begins to decay, a siren princess is forced to leave the depths and seek salvation from the very predators who once hunted her kind. The nocturnal empire thrives on sea-blood to sustain their immortality, and instead of diplomacy, she finds herself captured—her voice coveted as a weapon capable of enslaving even the undead. Assigned to guard her is a vampire lord untouched by her deadly song, a mystery that draws her closer to him despite the danger. But as the tides creep onto land and corpses surface along the shorelines, she uncovers a devastating truth: the curse poisoning her kingdom is tied to her own power—and to the vampire whose existence may be the only thing keeping her world from collapsing.

If her voice can save her people but destroy the world above, will she choose her kingdom… or the one heart she was never meant to claim?

Angela Leventis is one of the most notorious assassins in the criminal underworld, earning her the nickname "Angel of Death." She's infamous for her ability to carry out hits without leaving a trace behind.

One night, she hits up a club in Las Vegas with her sister and unexpectedly crosses paths with mafia heir Nikolai Vasillios. To her shock, she wakes up the next morning in his hotel room, with a ring on her finger.

Nikolai Vasillios is the most feared mafia boss out there, known for treating women like disposable items. What chaos will ensue when he discovers he’s married to the woman he partied with the night before? And what about the fact that his father has already picked out a bride for him?

Can Angela escape this drunken marriage and keep her true identity under wraps? Will Nikolai stand up to his father and reject the bride chosen for him, or will the assassin and the mafia don find themselves falling for each other?

“Evelyn, I can make you feel more fucked and satisfied than your ex-husband ever could.”

As the rhythm of our bodies quickened, I groaned and grasped the hair of the man above me. Ryan’s hand gripped and tormented my breasts, his thumb teasing my nipple, while his other hand pressed urgently against my clitoris.

“No matter who you were in the past, you belong to me now. Only to me.”

——

Evelyn had planned to announce her pregnancy on her wedding anniversary, but what awaited her was only the betrayal and humiliation of her husband, Damian.

Evelyn chose to walk away and pick up her drawing pen once more, reclaiming her lost glory in the fashion design world step by step.

But Damian quickly regretted his actions. Unable to control himself, he called her, yet the person who answered was not Evelyn—

“Hello, I am her current husband. You are interrupting us having sex.”

——

Evelyn thought she would never love anyone again. But the mysterious and powerful man known as Mr. K, who pulled her from the abyss, provokes her senses and challenges her emotional boundaries again and again.