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Damian Cole lives in the shadows... a phantom, a name whispered in boardrooms and corners of the country as the Ghost CEO. No one knows his face, but every empire fears his name.

And there is one man he wants to destroy more than anyone else: Victor Lancaster, the ruthless tycoon responsible for shattering his family... Raped his sister, leading to her death, and killed his father in front of his eyes.

At the age of sixteen, the horrible event that day will forever haunt Damian. Thus... he made a vow. A vow to destroy Victor Lancaster and everything he cherishes.

To execute his plan, Damian must infiltrate Victor’s world more closely than ever before... by becoming the bodyguard of the one person Victor cherishes most: his daughter, Elena Lancaster.

Elena sees only a stoic bodyguard, a man who keeps his distance while saving her life. What she doesn’t know is that every step he takes, every breath he takes in, is part of a cold, merciless plan to bring her father to his knees.

But the closer Damian gets, the more dangerous the game becomes. Elena is smart, suspicious, and far more fragile than she pretends. And though Damian’s heart is hardened by hatred, there are cracks in his armor he never planned for.

In a world of betrayal, power, and secrets, one truth is certain:
Vengeance has a price. And Damian Cole is willing to pay it in blood.

When hatred guards his heart, will she be able to slip in?

Celine's secretly crushing on Aaron, the new young teacher. She got bullied for getting close to him, but fate brings them closer. Things twist when she discovers her mom's lover is Aaron's dad – he'll be her stepbrother! How can Celine accept this reality when she's already in love? Will she risk her mom's happiness for love, or keep crushing in secret and avoid him... especially after the threatening letter?

When I called my husband with trembling hands, clutching my cancer diagnosis, all I heard was his sweet laughter with his young, hot influencer girlfriend. Ten years of marriage, and when I needed him most, he chose betrayal.

In divorce court, I was painted as the "crazy ex-wife" while the entire internet mocked me. Everyone took their side. No one knew I was fighting for my life.

Until the day he finally learned the truth.

I gave my Alpha fiancé to my stepsister.

My mother's face lit up. "You're giving Damon to Maya? Don't come crying later, Kira. That man is the most powerful Alpha alive."

I won't. Never again.

Last life, I married him. Suffocated for three years.

He wanted a perfect Luna. I showed up to the full moon gala in a mini skirt. The elite ladies circled in—*"Shameless. Like a bitch in heat."* Damon walked over, draped his jacket over my shoulders.

I thought he was protecting me.

"Must you embarrass me like this?" His voice cut like ice. "Every damn time."

That's when I knew: he loved the perfect Luna. Not me.

Then came the conservative gowns, endless etiquette training, and every time I fought back—*"Pack law, Kira. Obey."*

Until the flames took me, I swore: If I ever got another chance, I would never marry that man.

I woke the night before our engagement and pushed the contract away. "Let Maya be his perfect Luna. I just want my freedom."

But I didn't expect—

When Damon discovered the switch, the cold Alpha completely lost it.

On the eve of my mating ceremony, my twin sister and I were abducted by rogues.
My Alpha fiancé and my parents drained our territory's wealth, but only bought back my sister Elara's life.
Upon her safe return, Elara seamlessly took my place, claiming my marking ceremony to become his Luna.
Meanwhile, left to rot in the rogue camp, a wolfsbane-laced blade violently carved out my wolf's essence.
Tossed into the wilderness like rotting meat, stripped of my ability to shift and bear pups, I became the Crescent Pack's ultimate disgrace.
Forsaken by my pack, Silas—Alpha of the Obsidian Pack and my childhood friend—defied the Council’s fury. Under the Moon Goddess, he publicly marked me, sheltering me like an absolute treasure.
But now, in the third year of our bond, I accidentally knocked over a half-sealed Memory crystal in his study.
It projected a hidden dark magic ritual into mid-air, tearing the lie of that kidnapping to shreds in an instant.
In the projection, Silas held my sister's hand, his eyes brimming with a sickening devotion.
"Don't be afraid, Elara. Aria's twin essence is a perfect match. With this, you'll safely carry pups with the strongest Alpha bloodline."
A heartbeat later, Silas approached my blindfolded, bound body.
With zero mercy or numbing agents, he carved out my essence with his own hands, drowning out my agonizing howls.

The day my mother succumbed to complications during childbirth, her younger sister, Vanessa, wed my father.

Fifteen years later, I beheld my husband accompanying Vanessa as she tried on seductive lingerie.

In that moment, I understood—what she truly coveted was never my father, but rather all that my mother and I shared.

My mother perished during childbirth, a casualty of an illicit affair.

I vowed not to repeat that tragic cycle.

Then I returned home, removed my wedding ring, and left behind the divorce papers.

I heard that recording and couldn't believe it. My husband had been having an affair for a whole year, and my six-year-old Jerry had been covering for him this whole time.

Later, at Jerry's birthday party, I overheard his friends: "That's Jerry's nanny. His real mom works overseas."

My son told everyone I was just the nanny.

That day, standing in the hotel hallway, Jerry looked at me and said: "Can you promise to never come find me again? So Michelle can officially be my mom?"

My blood ran cold.

I died. At my sister's eighteenth birthday party, the moment the champagne tower came crashing down.

While she stood under the crystal chandelier in her gown, soaking up congratulations from three hundred guests, I was tied up in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. The wound in my stomach was still bleeding.

I called my family. Only my brother picked up, sounding pissed off and disgusted. "What's your problem now? This is her big day. You better not ruin it."

I tried to explain. He hung up.

That was the ninety-ninth time they'd hung up on me.

Also the last.

They thought I was throwing a tantrum, deliberately skipping my sister's special moment. Called me ungrateful, said they regretted bringing me back from that backwater town two years ago.

Well, now they're off the hook.

Problem solved.

My childhood friend was a tech prodigy.

To comfort his influencer girlfriend who was suffering from period cramps, he wanted to forfeit the National Hackathon we had spent the entire year preparing for.

I tipped off his father.

Consequently, he was dragged to the competition, won first place, and secured a straight path to Stanford.

Years later, his startup succeeded, making him a billionaire Silicon Valley entrepreneur.

While I was nothing but his employee.

In the dimly lit basement server room, peering down at me like a god, he plunged a knife into my only seeing eye.

"Chloe, you are a vicious bitch. This is your retribution."

When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the moment before everything fell apart.

I saw a post on Reddit, "Urgent! How do I convince my wife to donate bone marrow to my mistress?"

I scoffed and typed back, "What a piece of shit."

Right after I hit send, my husband came home. He grasped my hand, his voice shaky: "You have leukemia... but it's okay, we found a donor."

His right eye twitched—he always did that when he lied.

Then I remembered the worst comment on that post, "Trick your wife into thinking she's the patient."

Life imitating the internet, apparently.

He wanted to harvest my bone marrow for someone else.

When I finally saw his mistress's face, my world fell apart.

I never thought his mistress would be her......

When I was rushed to the ER with food poisoning, I heard the doctor shout, "We need to pump her stomach, now!"
But my mother, Catherine, calmly stopped the doctor's hand.
"No hurry," she said coldly. "Give her a sedative first."
My brother Austin panicked. "Mom! If you don't detox her, she could die!"
But my mother's voice was ruthless, low and sharp:
"If she dies, she dies. As long as her uterus is still warm, that's all that matters."
"Did you forget our plan? Sarah's transplant surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. If Elena wakes up now, what if she runs away?"
"Our priority is keeping her uterus safe for Sarah—not saving her life."
In that moment, the burn in my stomach was nothing compared to the chill in my heart.
I forced my eyes open and saw my brother—the one who'd always protected me—hesitate for a moment, then slowly let go of my hand.
"...Okay. You're right, Mom. Saving Sarah comes first."
The moment I closed my eyes, I made a decision: If I survived, this life would never belong to this family again.

Lydia has always tried to play by the rules: work hard, be honest, get good grades, and good things will come. For the most part, it’s gotten her far. She’s entering her senior year at Aegis and is on track to get her brother a decent lawyer and out of prison, while their grandfather is still well enough.

Soon after catching her boyfriend fucking her mentor, the Fortuna Nike informs her of the rules and conditions of her scholarship that weren’t even hidden in the fine print: an arranged marriage with whatever member they choose.

If she complies, her brother’s freedom is guaranteed. It should be an easy decision, but the thought leaves her shaking with dread.

Just as she resigns herself to the demands of the Fortuna Nike, Dorian Knox, a well-known playboy of the Fortuna Centurions, approaches her with a mutually beneficial—if insulting—offer: pretend to date him and bypass the Society’s matchmaking.

Unfortunately, Dorian is also the asshole who got her fired.


Dorian knows what he looks like, what he drinks like, what he fucks like, and most importantly, what he plays like. He revels in every wild party and vicious check into the boards as it’s the closest he’ll ever get to telling the Society to fuck off.

After his center’s high school sweetheart romance falls apart, the Society decides that Dorian needs a rebrand to help manage the fallout of the Centurions’ image. Threatened with losing everything he’s worked for and the freedom of his younger sister, he decides to play along… to the very letter of the Society’s laws.

He just needs a woman to play at being his girlfriend who won’t catch feelings and will do as she’s told.

The irritatingly no-nonsense maid who sets his blood on fire will have to do.

I was kidnapped. My brother drugged me and sold me to the Serpent Pack.
The desire was getting stronger, and my heart was in despair. Suddenly, a man appeared and told me that I was safe. I didn't know who he is, but I wanted him so badly. He told me he is Owen and demanded I remember his name.
I hope my mate Blake could forgive me. I had no choice.
When I went to tell Blake about all this, I was shocked by what I saw. Blake was sleeping with his good friend Jeremy! OMG! My mate is gay!
While filming them to keep some evidence, Owen showed up...

I was once a world-renowned designer, but I retired for love, dedicating six years to my husband and daughter. But on our anniversary, he spent millions on my final masterpiece, only to place it around another woman's neck on live TV. My own daughter then ran on stage, sweetly calling her 'mommy.' My six years of devotion became a joke. When I asked for a divorce, he sneered, thinking I was just a housewife who couldn't survive three days without him. He has no idea that the legendary designer 'Octavia' he's desperately trying to meet is the wife he cast aside. Now, I’m back. And I'm ready to take back everything that is mine.

On our wedding anniversary, my husband didn't bring me flowers. He brought home his mistress.
"Lavinia is back," he stated coldly. "It's time you stepped aside. After all, she is the one who gave me a son."
I froze, clutching the hand of our adopted son—the boy I had raised and loved with my whole heart for years. The truth hit me like a physical blow: I had been raising his mistress's child as my own all this time.
My fingers tightened around the pregnancy confirmation hidden in my palm. I forced down the bile rising in my throat, looked him in the eye, and demanded a divorce.


Six months later.
I stood at the airport departure gate, looking down at my ex-husband. He was on his knees in front of everyone, begging.
"Scarlett, please! Don't leave. I know about the pregnancy... I'm that baby's father!"
I let out a cold, sharp laugh.
"No. This baby is mine and mine alone. He doesn't have a father."

"And.. you are?"
"Camila..."
Lawson frowned. "What..."
Camila’s gaze hardened. "I didn't walk back from the dead for a friendly chat or to rehash how thoroughly you all ruined what was left of my life..." She held her chin up as if trying to keep herself from breaking her fragile composure. "I came to settle the score."


Camila thought she had lost everything when she received the shock of her life. But when she was forced to fake her own death and assume a new identity, she realized she had been accidentally given a second chance.
This new life came with a new discovery that Camila, the once shameful and disgraceful wife of the wealthy and powerful Miller family, turned out to be a force to be reckoned with, a rival worthy of respect, and a woman not to be underestimated.
Not even her husband stood a chance.

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Randall lifted the veil I was wearing and gently pressed his soft lips against mine. I closed my eyes.

“I am so pleased to present the newlyweds, Randall Adams and Winter Harris Adams!”

I yearn after I open my eyes. It is just a dream. But that didn't happen because rising my eyes, only the click, the light of the camera, and the applause of the people popped into my depressed eyes.

Randall, the handsome billionaire, stands beside me, claiming that we have been a pair of lovers for so long.

But I don't recognize him.

Because I lost my memory.

Alexander's lips crash against hers, urgent and consuming, his hard dick pressing against her throbbing pussy, igniting a primal ache. His hands seize her breasts, fingers teasing, before his teeth graze her nipple, biting softly, sending shivers as her body arches, slick with need.
Olivia Harper wakes with no memories. Everyone tells her she's madly in love with her fiancé, but her dreams suggest otherwise. Until the ruthless CEO Alexander Blake confines her, his voice a husky purr. "Forgotten? Perfect."
Memories surged: he had pinned her in a car, her sobs were raw. Why did his possessive eyes burn with grievance?

On our wedding anniversary, my husband threw my daughter and me out of the house.
I was clutching the debit card where my paycheck went, but I still couldn’t afford my daughter’s hospital bill.
And the man who did this was my husband—the same husband diagnosed with low sperm count.
Just when I had nowhere left to turn, a man appeared who looked shockingly like my daughter.
He actually suspected my daughter was his!

In every story, the villain died. Jessica had always thought that was fair, until she woke up as one.
Neria Virethorn was a disposable villainess, written to suffer and disappear. After breaking her engagement to a duke, her father treated her like a ruined object, making pain the primary language of their home. But her father wasn’t the greatest threat.
Sebastian Blackmoor, the crown prince and the story’s primary villain, was a man who viewed mercy as a weakness. Neria’s only goal was to stay small enough to survive him.
She failed…
After stumbling into a sealed royal vault, Neria accidentally bonded with a dragon egg that belonged to him.
The bond was permanent. Sebastian didn't see fate; he saw theft. He began hunting her with the cold patience of an executioner. Realising running was futile, Neria chose to interfere with the plot itself. She revealed Alistair…the rightful heir, the story’s "hero," and the man destined to kill Sebastian.
It should have been her escape. Instead, it trapped her between two blood-soaked futures: one where Sebastian destroyed her for her "theft," and another where Alistair used her as his reason in his war for the throne.
Neria was never meant to matter. But with a dragon bound to her soul and the narrative fracturing around her, she realised the truth.
This villainess was no longer a side character; she was the mistake the entire plot had to answer for. If she was destined to be the villain, Neria would become the kind that ruined everything.
“Fine! I’ll be your villain in this story!”

His military medals from three hundred years ago are the last mark of his human identity; now hidden in a junkyard, he is forced to tear off the disguise of the progenitor of the night due to a forced marriage. With powerful figures pressing in, vampires besieging him, and the Holy See approaching, he, in his mortal body, protects the orphan of his benefactor and faces the destined battle.

I thought I was the happiest woman in the world... until I clicked on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my entire world came crashing down.

The woman on the bed was Calista - that girl who grew up with us since we were kids. And that hand caressing her skin was wearing the wedding ring I had personally put on Matteo's finger.

"I've missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."

Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.

Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?

Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...

I thought I was the perfect wife and mother, until I heard my husband outside his office, laughing, calling me a "prison warden" and planning to use our daughter as cover while he ran off to Tuscany with his grad student.

Everything fell apart. Then my daughter, in front of everyone: "That's just our annoying nanny."

I tried to hold on to what was left of our family, but my daughter shoved me down the stairs. I lost the baby, and my husband just checked his watch while I bled out on the floor.

They locked me in and left for Italy.

Alone in the hospital, they told me I'd lost the baby and had "memory damage."

Now they're back, expecting the same obedient wife.

She's gone.

And I'm done loving them.

I'm Jennifer, a stay-at-home mom. I gave up my art career eight years ago to take care of my family. My husband Julian and my son Garry, they're my whole world.

But lately, I've noticed them getting closer to Mia, Julian's secretary. Little things. Garry asking where "Miss Mia" is. Julian mentioning her at dinner. I told myself it was nothing. I kept quiet. I put up with it.

Until last week, when Garry broke his arm playing hockey. The school called Mia, not me. She was listed as his emergency contact.

That's when I knew I was done.

I gave him seventeen chances to marry me, yet he eagerly toasts with his new flame, showers her with gifts, and retreats to hotels with her.
He has forgotten that I do not have pierced ears, presenting me annually with earrings I can never wear; he has overlooked our seven-year anniversary but vividly remembers the one-year anniversary of his new lover's employment.
Seventeen promises of marriage, each one an empty promise; seven years of devoted affection, ultimately reduced to a mere laughingstock.
So I flew straight to his worst nightmare—Mexico.
And let him burn in the regret he never earned.

My parents ruined my wedding six times.

Every single time, right at the moment the ring was about to slip onto my finger—the first time, Mom knocked over the champagne tower. The second time, Dad drove his pickup truck straight through the floral arch... Either the groom wasn't good enough, or the wedding was too cheap. Each time was more batshit crazy than the last. The sixth time, Mom even held a knife to her own throat, threatening me not to put on the ring.

It made no sense to me—why push me to get married while doing everything to stop me from wearing that ring?

So for the seventh wedding, I chose a small chapel in a remote mountain area, went completely off-grid, dead certain they'd never track me down.

Just as Ethan was about to slide the ring onto my finger—

The chapel doors burst open.

Two figures stumbled in, gasping for air, faces streaked with tears.

My parents.

Three months after my miscarriage, at the celebration dinner he hosts for my "recovery," he tells his partners in French, "She's just a trophy wife. Doesn't understand basic business."

"What about that new assistant? The twenty-two-year-old?"

"So much smarter," he laughs. "And in bed? Way more exciting."

They think I don't understand. To everyone here, I'm just the stay-at-home wife who gave up her VP position at an investment bank to play house.

They don't know I minored in French. I spent a full year studying abroad at the Sorbonne.

As I lay in the operating room, bleeding out from the miscarriage, he was already seeing her.

Je comprends tout. I understand everything.

Over the champagne and candlelight, I smile at him.

He has no idea this is the last time he'll ever see it.

（There is a lot of sexual and stimulating content， minors are not allowed to read!!!）
However, Leon was the useless son-in-law that everyone looked down upon, but no one knew his true identity.
When Leon turned around and sat in his Rolls-Royce Phantom, those who had looked down on him knelt before him, calling him "BOSS" in terror!
His wife cried and begged him: "Leon，I still love you, please don't leave me."
His mother-in-law knelt down and said: "Boss, I know I was wrong!"

“I know your wolf Ryder doesn't want to reject me, but I know you've already made up your mind.” She said, making me look at her in confusion. No one knows my wolf's name, not even my father or mother, so how did she know my wolf's name, and how was she able to tell that he didn't want to reject her?

“How do you know his name?” I asked, genuinely curious.

“It doesn't matter,” she said, looking down.

"Okay, let's get on with it then. And since you don't have a wolf, it won't be that painful.” I said, looking at her with pity. “I, Derek Aston, future Alpha of Moonstone pack, reject you, Tiana Ealy, as my mate and Luna.” As soon as I finished speaking, I felt our bond break.

It was so painful that I almost fell; my chest was on fire, and a few tears escaped my eyes. What is happening? Why isn't she in pain? I don't understand how she was still standing. Even if she doesn't have a wolf, she was supposed to feel the pain of the mate bond break. But she just stood still like nothing happened.

“Ryder, why doesn't she feel the rejection?” I asked my wolf. He must have a clue why she seemed unbothered by all of this.

“I don't know; she must be powerful or something,” he said, whimpering as he retreated to the back of my mind.

I walked away from her quickly to avoid her finding out that I felt the pain of the broken mate bond. Although it wasn't completely broken, as she had not accepted it.


Abominable, worthless, wretched, and pathetic are the words Tiana hears on a daily basis. She had grown so accustomed to those words that hearing them didn't make her flinch anymore. Being the Beta's daughter doesn't protect her from the harsh bullying of the pack, not when her own family is one of her worst tormentors in the pack. She met her wolf when she was thirteen—something that was unheard of, but despite that, her eighteenth birthday passed without her making her first shift, officially making everyone in her pack conclude that she was wolf-less.

She discovers that Derek, the soon-to-be Alpha of Moonstone Pack, is her fated mate, but he rejects her for being weak and wolf-less. He ordered her not to tell anyone, he couldn't have his father finding out that he rejected his mate. When she learnt that Derek was going to mark her stepsister as Luna, she ran away and went rogue, never to be seen again.

What will happen when Derek meets her in a rival pack living her best life?

Will Derek be able to withstand losing Tiana to another man after finding out that his once-rejected mate is the only person who can save his pack?

Will Tiana be able to forgive the people of Moonstone Pack after how they treated her in the past?

What role will Theo play in her life, and what will happen when Tiana finds out the truth about the pack she's been hiding in?

James Harristian, aka James Belgenza, is the mafia leader of Daga Nero, a splinter group of one of the oldest famous mafia families in Naples. Apart from his powerful ruler of the town who controlled the underground weapon industry in Europe, James was also a successful owner of a high-tech motor company.
One day, James was deceived into a scam dinner by his mistress. It strived to kill him, but somehow, he escaped. Being trapped in gunshots with his enemy, a flower girl saves James' life from his shameful, miserable death. Delilah is a flower girl who runs a small flower shop in an alley in Naples. She thought innocently helping James to get to the hospital without wondering who the man was.
When James has another chance to breathe, he does not feel grateful to his savior unless to kidnap her. Unfortunately, Delilah turns out to be a collateral of her father's debt, which ran off unable to pay. Therefore, he intentionally kept Delilah in his mansion and added more debts to confine her forever.
What will happen when the debt is only a scheme to kill James and Delilah is a pawn? Meanwhile, James falls for Delilah, who tries hard to pay her unpaid debt.

Amelia's honey hole was already wet and had become a swamp, and the penis outside it almost effortlessly, with a slight effort, half of the meat stick was inserted into Amelia's honey hole.


Amelia used to be Oliver's lover. She thought that by escaping Oliver's world, she could start a new life, but she ran into him again at an upscale club in New York. At this point, Amelia had a new boyfriend, Lucas, and Oliver's appearance shattered her peace.
What could she do? Run as far away from him as possible, or stay and try to resist him?

"My king…” I said in a low, needy voice, I didn't know, belonged to me.

“Stay right there. Bended that well.” He growled and he took a deep breath. As if inhaling my scent in.

I froze, my heart pounding wildly in my chest. My face flushed with embarrassment, my body betraying me in ways I couldn’t explain.

“I can smell you,” he murmured, his voice sending shivers down my spine. Before I could react, his hand moved, brushing against my thigh, then slipping under the fabric of my dress.


Ava’s life has been nothing but misery since the day she turned eighteen and discovered she had no wolf. She’s been rejected by her mate, Landon, who chose her cruel older sister, Helena, instead. Betrayed by her family, abused by her pack, and treated as nothing more than a burden, Ava feels trapped in a nightmare she can’t escape.

But when her jealous sister Helena takes things too far and ends Ava’s life, fate gives her a second chance. Ava is reborn three years earlier, right before her life fell apart. Now, she seeks refuge from the only man that could help her; Raphael Axel. The Lycan king.

Ever heard of the word forbidden, a situation were you have to stay in the shadows so you don't catch the wrong eyes.

That is what Sera was or as the elite vampires called her an ABOMINATION.

She was born to be executed.
Instead, she became the Blood King’s greatest weakness.

Sera Blackwood is a half-blood abomination in a vampire kingdom where her kind are slaughtered without mercy. For twelve years, she survives by staying invisible—until a single court ritual exposes her secret to the entire realm.

And binds her to its most dangerous ruler.

King Kael Draeven is cursed, ruthless… and the man who butchered Sera’s entire family. He should kill her on the spot.
Instead, he claims her as his own, sealing a blood bond neither of them can escape.

Now trapped in a court of lies, assassins, and forbidden desire, Sera must survive a king who is both her enemy and her fate. As a deadly prophecy awakens and enemies close in, the power sleeping in her blood begins to rise—power that could save the vampire realm…

Or burn it to the ground.

Because in Nocterra, loving the wrong king is a death sentence.

Born under a rare blood moon, werewolf quintuplets Opal, Ash, Ridge, Brooks, and Forrest share a powerful, unbreakable bond—one that allows them to hear each other’s thoughts, feel each other’s emotions, and draw strength from their unity. Each sibling has a unique personality and gift, from Opal’s growing connection to magic, to Forrest’s chaotic brilliance that somehow keeps them all sane.

But their bond isn’t just rare—it’s dangerous.

A powerful witch named Azeala has marked them as her next target, leaving ominous warnings and haunting visions that hint at a deadly curse. As darkness creeps into their territory, strange omens appear, and the siblings are forced to confront a terrifying truth: Azeala is hunting them for a reason tied to the blood moon and their birthright.

While Ash tries to hold the pack together with strategy and discipline, Brooks dives into ancient magical lore, Ridge anchors them with quiet wisdom, and Forrest... well, Forrest sets booby traps that somehow work a little too well. And at the center of it all is Opal—chosen by the moon, drawn into visions she can’t control, and connected by fate to a powerful Alpha named Kael, whose loyalty might be the key to saving her life—or ending it.

As tensions rise, bonds deepen, and the full moon draws near, the siblings must embrace their powers, outwit a centuries-old witch, and protect each other at all costs.

Because the blood moon doesn’t just mark their beginning—it might decide their end.

He escaped being a deceased and was saved by a girl at the brink of death, three years later he’s back to protect this girl and revenge on those that made him who he is.

Read now to find out about Avon’s journey.

Juniper, a rebellious princess, follows her deceased boyfriend into the underworld. Little did she know that she would become one of the candidates to marry the Underworld Prince.
Now, she must compete against 20 women from various worlds for the hand of a man she doesn't even want. This is a nightmare...
Luckily, her grandmother has sent her an assistant — a ghost wolf! But in reality, he is a ghost boy...
Juniper's adventures in the underworld and her entanglements with these boys will lead her to places she never imagined. Where will her journey take her?

The Kingdom of Costa Lunas suffers under the rule of an evil king. The last descendant of his lineage is a bastard daughter. The nobles are divided by the religious cults of the Unicorns and the Pegasi. Alliances and betrayals lurk within the royal court. A conquered people, wild tribes, and a thirst for power could shatter the fragile peace of these lands. Only the lost magic of the Pegasi, the valor of the Unicorns, and the honor of humans can change the destiny of the kingdom.

Brianna grew up among the socialites of the Occult in New Orleans. When her adoptive father is murdered when she is only 10 she discovers just how sinister her mother can be. Now 21 she is in a race against time to get out before the Vipers find out exactly what they are losing. So that one day she can return and seek the retribution owed for the death of her father and to keep his coven's legacy from falling into her mother's darkness.

Following her fathers divine word as a seer she takes to the Bayou to discover "The Beast that is her heart," What she finds is a whole lot of testosterone and a struggling family trying to keep a foothold as their pack dies out. They too have a vendetta of their own, for an old wound that Brianna's presence dredges up in their hearts.

Can Brianna avenge herself and her father? Can she protect their hearts? Because there's more than one beast in the swamp that she is falling for. Will she choose wisely or will she even choose at all? Being tangled in a web of fated love, friendships, family and broken souls, will they find their way together? or will the Vipers devour her soul?

Bedridden for six months and locked away from everyone, Luna Clarice was devastated and shocked after she discovered that her best friend had connived with an evil shaman to poison her to death. Worse she learned from her loyal maid that she had already been dethroned from her position as Luna of their pack. Added to her misery, her husband Alpha Bruce would marry her best friend in a lavish wedding ceremony that night. One of the attendees was Alpha Callum, leader of the Rogue Pack, admired and feared by many. Desperate to save her life from death, Clarice sent Alpha Callum a letter asking for his help. To make sure he would come to her aid, she revealed a vital secret to him in her letter. Would Alpha Callum rescue her? Or would she die at the hands of the people who betrayed her?

THIS FANTASY ROMANCE IS RATED 18+ AND NOT SUITABLE FOR PERSONS UNDER THE AGE OF 18

Ever since Greg’s parents were gruesomely murdered by a radial alpha king by name Lord Mayor, he has been out to bring vengeance upon Lord Mayor and his household, and he would stop at nothing.
Meanwhile Greg has a mate, Sasha, whom he loves so much and on her eighteenth birthday after she scented him to be her mate she made a maddening revelation that would definitely spark up enmity between them.
What would be the fate of Greg now he knows that Lord Mayor is Sasha’s father and it is he that murdered his parents some time ago?
Would their Cinderella-love conquer all or would Greg’s vengeance say otherwise?
Their destiny has a role to play; either of them would decide. .
Let’s flip the pages to find out.

I seized my one chance with the man who owned my heart, knowing it would cost him the love of his life and trap us both in a loveless marriage. For six years, I lived as his unwanted wife—the consolation prize, forever in the shadow of the perfect woman he truly loved.
I thought divorce would set us both free.
But I was wrong.
While playing the broken wife, I built an empire in secret. Now I'm not just the woman who ruined his life—I'm a trillionaire with the power to destroy everything we once knew. And just as I'm ready to reveal who I really am, she returns. His first love. The one he never stopped wanting.
But here's what he doesn't know—I'm no longer the broken girl who begged for scraps of his affection. This time, I hold all the cards.


‘Fuck! You’re so beautiful, Pamela! So enticingly alluring and all mine! I’m going to pleasure you like I never ever did that you’ll beg me to stop and let you have your rest. I’m gonna fuck you endlessly and countlessly that the only thing you’ll remember tomorrow was how I pleasured you with everything that I got. I’ll let you experience love making at its best to make up for all the mistakes I’ve made in the past.’

Tali had dwelt in hell her whole life. She finds herself suddenly rescued by men who call themselves protectors.
Men from another realm who embody the lore of angels and vampires. They show her a world she never imagined existed.
However, her freedom comes at unexpected costs.
Meeting the father who she thought simply abandoned her, and a council determined to use her for their own purposes.
She has powers no one understands and they all are seeking answers.
She must select mates and learn to trust when trust doesn't come easy.
By some miracle she finds affection and safety in the mates she has chosen, but others seek to destroy that union.
What happens when her mates then break her heart, and destroy her building trust?
Will they be able to mend her heart, and fix what they destroyed?

I inhale his scent, and then I bite, shocked to find that my teeth are sharper, it doesn’t take much effort at all, and the moment his blood hits my tongue, I feel it, I feel the bond snap into place.
And it feels amazing.
I pull back, licking the wound as they did for me, and then I am turned around and placed into Dylan’s arms. He smiles down at me before guiding me to the same spot, and before he can even speak, I bite down as hard as I can.
We have sealed our fates, and we are bound to one another.
Now and until the end of time.


Sarah leaves her home with her younger brother Jacob, she will do anything to protect him, including allowing herself to get beaten by their father. They run.
Drake and Dylan are the alpha’s of one of the largest packs in the south, and they long for their mate.
When their worlds collide, they find out things that they never knew possible, and Sarah falls into a world she wanted to stay far away from. Her mother warned her about the shifters before she died. They’ll all want her for the power inside of her.

Kara Hom's life crumbled when her husband rejected her and demanded a divorce, no less than for his best friend. Shattered, she left the pack, carrying a big secret: she was pregnant with twins. Stefan Cox, the Alpha of the Pure pack, is a handsome and wealthy man, owner of one of the country's most recognized businesses.

He's recognized and loved worldwide in the world of werewolves, but not everyone respects him. He has lacked nothing in life: not money, loyalty, or power. But when Kara's best friend entangled him in lies and seduction, he left Kara, his greatest love. What will happen when Stefan discovers Kara is pregnant? Will he search for her? Will he regret his decision? What will Kara do if Stefan uncovers her secret?

Set in the Iron age, Astra was born a special child. With large violet eyes like her mother, she sees and smells colors that other people are unable to. Her mother is the Shaman of the village and Astra's training starts early in her life. As she becomes older, she is able to heal people through her glowing touch.

Through jealousy and revenge, she is kidnapped by invaders from the North and taken from her village. Thus, she is introduced to a world of bondage, manipulation and sexual depravity. Given to a cruel warrior, she is shown the monstrous savagery of men. She must comply with this sadistic warrior's demands or suffering the consequences.

Guided by the glowing entities that watch over her, this beautiful and naive woman must navigate the challenges she faces.

Follow Astra through her life's journey and discover what it means to be a Shaman of the Gods.

After five years of marriage, Dylan returned home drunk and shoved a divorce paper into Jessica's hands, ordering her to sign it.
Jessica Albert is a kind, compassionate woman from a well-respected home. She did all she could to support her husband to become a great man after his family's downfall. But what did he use to pay her back with?
Dylan Robinson, a billionaire CEO of DY Group, is a dark-skinned man, very attractive. Upon his first love's return to their city, he changed and filed for a divorce.
Will Jessica agree to divorce her husband, the man that she loves the most?
Will Jessica sit back or move away to her family house and watch Dylan bring his first lover into their marital home?
Read to find out how Jessica handled her husband and see who came back begging her to forgive him and return back home to him.

“I want you to ruin me. To f*ck me like nothing else matters.”
Zoriana’s breath hitched, the air in her lungs turning to ice as she stared into the darkened eyes of the man pinning her against the warehouse door. Outside, the pack’s founding day celebration was a blur of music and laughter, but in the shadows, there was only the scent of rain and the dangerous heat radiating off Alpha Tristan.
“You’re mated to my brother, Zoriana,” he growled, his voice a dark, jagged rasp against her ear. His mouth brushed her pulse point, sending a shiver of pure, traitorous electricity through her blood. “Do you have any idea what I’ll do to you if I stop being a gentleman?”
Zoriana didn't care about the crown. She didn't care about the Royal bond or the destiny written in the stars. She arched her back, her nails grazing the hard muscle of his shoulders as she pulled him closer. “Then stop being a gentleman, Tristan. Show me the monster everyone says you are.”


Zoriana’s world shattered overnight when her mate’s betrayal turned her from a beloved Luna into a rogue. But she did not break. Rising from the ashes, Zoriana founded her own pack and built an empire that shook the very foundations of the shifter kingdoms.
The higher she rises, the deeper she is trapped in a web of deadly intrigues and twisted truths. Zoriana is caught between the Royal Alpha she is sworn to support and his ruthless brother—a devilish enemy who ignites a forbidden, soul-searing desire she cannot control.
In a world of poisoned blood and lethal lies, Zoriana must choose: the crown she fought for, or the man who could be her undoing?

Content Warning: Explicit Language, Graphic Violence, and Mature Sexual Themes.

"My fellow pack members, I have wonderful news. The Moon Goddess has blessed me with a mate." Zachary was smiling, I could not contain my joy. I was walking towards the stage to stand by his side as his Luna.
But then came the words that shattered my world.
"Now my beloved will come up to the platform, my beloved Seraphine."
I paused dead on my trail, my heart almost stopped beating as I watched Seraphine walk up to the platform.
"What is going on?!" I yelled. Everyone turned to me, Zachary and Seraphine looked at me with smiles on their faces.
"Oh dear Octavia, how do you like my surprise? Dazzling isn't it? I know what you are thinking, we look cute together." Seraphine was smiling, I stood there confused and I did not know what I was going to say or do.
"Why?" I was holding back a flood of tears in my eyes, and could only mutter some few words.
"You told me you love me, I gave my life to you. I practically gave up my powers for you to make me your mate, I left behind my role as the priestess of my people to make sure I was going to be with you and you tell me this?"


Naive and kind in her previous life, she trusted those she shouldn't have, a decision that led to her destruction and the downfall of her people. Betrayed by those she called friends- and the man she believed was her soulmate- her life was cruelly taken.
But the Moon Goddess grants her a second chance. With a burning resolve, she vows to take vengeance on those who deceived and betrayed her.
This time, she was prepared and brought her vengeance. Surprisingly, she discovers love with the most unlikely man she could have ever imagined even though to so many people's eyes it is forbidden to fall in love with him.
Now reborn into another body find out how she navigated her way into her enemy's territory, revealed herself, and took her revenge on them.