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Seraphine Vale is whisked away to Aetherborn Academy after a terrifying magical incident, she expects answers, not four dangerously captivating boys who seem unnervingly drawn to her.

Alaric, the cold vampire noble.
Kade, the brooding werewolf with eyes like storms.
Damien, the charming dragon prince.
And Lucien, the beautiful, unreadable incubus who invades her dreams.

Each boy reacts to Seraphine as if they’ve known her far longer than she’s been alive… and each one’s powers surge unpredictably around her. As forbidden feelings spark and jealousy rises, Seraphine discovers a chilling truth: a prophecy ties her fate to theirs and to a sealed ancient power capable of either saving or destroying their world.

Dark forces begin stirring beneath the Academy, hunting her magic… and her heart.
To survive, Seraphine must unravel the mystery of who she really is and which boy she can trust when love itself might set the prophecy in motion.

Because awakening the Aetherborn doesn’t just change her destiny.
It changes everyone around her.

Valeria's plan was simple:
Endure living in the same house as her notoriously sexy stepbrothers.
Make it through the last months of high school.
Leave the Red Ridge Pack—forever.

And things were going quite well until the first thing her wolf - Hazel - screamed on her eighteenth birthday was, "Mates!"

To her horror, she looked up and saw it wasn't just one—but all four of her stepbrothers.
Alerion, the cold and calculating leader.
Caius, the cute geek.
Zane, the Casanova, who made her heart race and her head spin.
And Lysander, the quirky one who had sworn to make her life in school difficult.

Each of them is determined to stake their claim, but Valeria has no interest in being part of their game. With her stepfather pressuring her into an arranged marriage and her mother turning a blind eye to her struggles, Valeria has one goal: to escape and never be found.

But the bond between mates is impossible to ignore, and when secrets unravel and tensions ignite, Valeria finds herself caught in a dangerous web of jealousy, desire, and betrayal.

Her freedom was all she ever wanted, but will she risk losing her heart to the ones she vowed to leave behind?

"My mom was always right, you're a cheap whore who sells her body for money!" Richard yelled in anger

Gabriella's easygoing life takes a turn for the worse when her boyfriend catches her in bed with another man who turns out to be his arch nemesis and the most powerful CEO, Simon Grey.

No one including her boyfriend believes her innocence and Simon takes advantage of this and forces her to be his wife against her wishes with no way of escape.

What happens when Gabriella finds out that she is just a pawn in Simon's game to destroy Richard?

Will she be able to escape Simon's clutches or does fate have other plans in store for her?

Two days ago, my boyfriend cheated, and two days later, I'm getting married to a stranger.
"I wasn't going to share my bed with any woman until I get married, but you came along and forcefully took me to bed. You seduced me, you took my virginity, therefore you have to marry me."
Rayne thought it was just a steamy one night stand, one she never thought she'd be meeting afterward, but after she woke up with a ring on her finger, she shockingly finds out she is now the wife to one of the city's eligible bachelors, Eric Arnold, a Domineering Billionaire.

Ava Davis's POV:

I had just walked out of the abortion clinic when I got a call from John Williams' assistant.

"Ms. Davis, we've got a problem. Mr. Williams was photographed with four women at the same time, and the pictures are all over the internet. Reporters have blocked the company entrance."

I closed my eyes, feeling utterly exhausted.

My lower abdomen still ached, like something had been carved out of my body, but what hurt more was my heart—already battered and bruised by this marriage.

"Got it. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

After hanging up, I stuffed the medical records into my bag and walked out of the hospital. The sun outside was so bright I could barely open my eyes.

I raised my hand to shield them, suddenly remembering the first time I met John—the sun had been just as harsh that day.

I was only eighteen then, still a student, handing out flyers on the street when I got heatstroke. I was dizzy and about to collapse when John happened to pass by and caught me.

I remember his eyes—clear as lake water. His high cheekbones, thin lips pressed together with a hint of careless detachment.

In that moment, I fell. Like something had struck my heart, and from then on, there was no turning back.

Looking back now, I was pathetically stupid.

I'd been John's secretary for three years, helping him handle countless scandals. Few people knew that I'd actually been married to him for three years.

In our first year of marriage, he brought a female celebrity home for the night.

I remember sitting in the living room that night, waiting until 3 AM, hearing laughter from the bedroom.

I didn't push the door open. I just sat on the couch all night.

After that, it happened more and more, until I went numb.

"I just wanted to apologise to you. You just left without a goodbye. I was hoping we could talk about everything, you know, catch up? How have you been? I've missed you."

Evelyn snorted, rolling her eyes. "Missed me? Yeah, right, Nolan! I seem to recall you chose someone else! And Yes, you know exactly why I left, didn't you?" Her words cut deep, and I winced at the pain in my chest. She was correct; I had chosen someone instead of her, but only because I had to protect her. She didn't understand how much I had missed her, and I had spent many nights yearning for her to be beside me. My Wolf had been lost without her, too.

Evelyn is just an omega at the Mystic River pack but she can't deny how strongly she feels for the soon to be alpha Nolan. But when she finally gets her wolf on her 18th birthday and confirms they are indeed fated mates, Nolan shocks her by choosing another woman as his mate instead. Heartbroken and betrayed, Evelyn leaves the pack and starts a new life in the human world. Five years later, she returns to Mystic River Pack to tend to her unwell mother and brings along the son she never told Nolan about. Determined to steer clear of Nolan and keep their son a secret, Evelyn struggles as old feelings reignite.

Nolan must confront his past mistakes and prove to Evelyn that his love for her is true. Faced with a new threat from the Silverline Pack and uncovering the truth about Ethan's extraordinary abilities. Can their love overcome the obstacles ahead, or will their past heartaches tear them apart once again?

I hired a male escort to celebrate. He turned out to be Damien Rossi, the Mafia King of New York—and my new client.

Now, I’m trapped. By day, I’m the PR expert cleaning his empire. By night, I’m his obsession, my body betraying me for the man I should destroy.

But my deepest secret remains: I am Sofia Nostra, the last heir of the family he vowed to obliterate. Our passion is built on a lie that could get us both killed.

When the truth shatters our fragile world, will this burning hatred destroy us, or forge a forbidden love stronger than blood and vengeance?

A dark, addictive mafia romance for fans of enemies-to-lovers and ruthless anti-heroes.

“She cheated!” Someone from the crowd yelled as I stood over the dead body of the pack’s strongest female warrior, my dagger dripping with her blood.

They all thought I was just a weak breeder, a broken woman sold off by her own family to a beast. My sister stood in the crowd, clinging to my ex-husband, smirking as I was thrown into the arena. They wanted to see me torn apart. They wanted to see the Alpha’s new toy broken before the mating ceremony even truly began.

“I choose you,” I had declared, pointing at the strongest warrior. The crowd laughed. My husband, the cruel Alpha Casimir, watched from his throne with those cold, onyx eyes, a woman sprawled on his lap. He told me to drink poison or die fighting. I chose to fight.

She was bigger, stronger, and armed with three weapons. I had nothing but my bare hands and a lifetime of suppressed rage. She lunged, expecting an easy kill. But she didn’t know that pain had been my only teacher. I dodged, I weaved, and when she pinned me down, raining blows on my face, I didn’t cry for mercy. I spat in her face.

In that split second of her disgust, I snatched her dagger.

"Whether you like it or not, you were meant to be mine"

.....
Aria West has always lived an ordinary, quiet life. She prefers books over people and solitude over attention. When a new transfer student, Elias Voss, arrives at her school, he immediately stands out—tall, brooding, and impossibly handsome. But there’s something off about him. His sharp gaze lingers too long, and he seems to know things about her that even she doesn’t understand.

Then, one night, everything changes. Aria stumbles upon Elias in the woods, shifting into a wolf beneath the full moon. As secrets unravel, she discovers she is not as human as she believed. A hidden power awakens within her—one that ties her fate to the mysterious world Elias comes from.

But in a world of ancient laws and dangerous alliances, her newfound identity could mean life or death. And Elias may be the only one who can protect her… if she can trust him. But he is so possessive and terrifying

“Your ruin is what delights me most, Little Flame, and I have sworn with the heavens not to let my spirit rest until you are nothing but a pile of dust,” Mikael declared as he strode towards my side. His black eyes were as dark as death itself, and the way they bore into my soul made me shiver in fear because deep down, I knew he truly wanted to ruin me.


Nyra thought she’d gotten all she could ever ask for, a mate, an Alpha who loved her with all of his being not until one day when her life turned upside down. Her mate wasn’t who she thought he was, she got rejected most crazily and was confined in the cell. She thought her last breath was going to be in the dark four prison walls, but life decided to play games with her when she was kidnapped by her ex-mate, exiled step-brother, who happened to be her fated mate.

However, there was a problem: Mikael wanted to ruin her, even if it meant his own downfall. The hybrid wouldn’t mind the price.

⚠️ MATURED CONTENTS

"I am so sorry about that. She knew we were in a casual relationship. I didn't think she would do that." Lucas's feeble apology fell short as he tried to touch me, only to be met with my recoiling form.

"Let's end it here. Whatever it is that we're doing, let's just end it all." I declared, my voice a mix of hurt and anger as I stormed away, leaving behind a shattered connection that had promised more than it could deliver.

Aria and Lucas patted ways in college on bitter terms. Just as Aria believes she's moved on. Later, she meets Lucas again, reigniting a storm of lingering emotions. Can they navigate the echoes of their past and forge a new chapter, or are some heartstrings destined to stay entangled?

He stepped closer to me, his hard body invading my space.

The door that felt like support suddenly felt like a trap. There was nowhere for me to run to as his scent filled my senses.

“I’m sorry, Aurora,” his voice low, his eyes blazing with the promise of something dark.

“What are we doing, Conan?” I asked, my voice trembling.

“We are doing anything you want us to do,” his voice was low and seductive.

My breath caught as his thumb brushed my bottom lip.

“Conan—” I whispered, but he didn’t let me finish.

His lips slanted against mine, hungry and demanding.

He was the sailor, and I would gladly let him guide me.


SHE NEEDED A MIRACLE. HE OFFERED A CONTRACT.

Aurora’s world is crumbling—her only son is dying, and the life-saving bone marrow surgery costs $1 million. An amount she can’t afford with her salary. When her new boss Conan grey, slides a $10 million marriage contract across her desk, she thinks it’s a cruel joke.

Until she catches her boyfriend cheating.

Heartbroken and desperate, aurora signs the contract, stepping into a world of wealth secrets, and a man whose touch is ice—but whose past may burn everything she’s trying to save.

Will a deal made in desperation destroy her… or give her everything she never knew she needed?

Aria Blackwood thought rejection was the worst pain she'd ever know—until her own family sold her to the Blood Moon rogues to settle their gambling debts. Cast out by Alpha Dominic Thorne, the mate who called her "unremarkable," she's now a slave in the most savage pack in the territories. But when starvation and torture push her to the brink of death, something ancient wakes inside her: a blood ability the Elders outlawed centuries ago, capable of controlling wolves through their very essence.

As Aria's forbidden power grows, she transforms from victim to predator. The rogues who bought her now kneel at her command. Word spreads across pack lands of a blood witch rising in the shadows—and Dominic realizes his "unremarkable" mate has become the weapon every Alpha fears and every enemy covets. Now he's at her door, desperate to reclaim what he threw away.

But Aria is no longer the girl who begged for his love. She's building an empire in the darkness, protected by Cade Winters—the rogue Alpha who owns her contract but treats her like a queen. And when Dominic demands she come home, Aria must decide: accept the mate who destroyed her, embrace the rogue who saved her, or forge her own path as the most dangerous wolf alive.

Some rejections are blessings in disguise. This one created a monster.

She is his design assistant—and the anonymous therapist he has confided in for eight months as "Dr. Whisper."
He is her CEO—and the man she was forced to secretly marry after one reckless night.

Lucy Lowe carries her mother's wrongful conviction and half a million dollars in debt, hiding her true training in psychology behind a facade of fashion design. Ethan Reid appears to be a cold, commanding titan of industry, yet he is haunted day and night by combat PTSD—only in encrypted sessions does he dare to lower his guard before "Dr. Whisper."

A crisis intervention that crossed every line bared them to each other; a marriage of convenience bound her fate to his. She is the only one who can quiet his nightmares; he is the only shore she dares to lean on. But when the man beside her turns out to be the very patient she should have kept at a distance—and when the truth about "Dr. Whisper" finally surfaces—trust and deception, protection and control, can no longer be kept apart.

She is his employee, his healer, and the love he dare not name.
When secrets and destiny shatter under the same roof, can this marriage—born of calculation—ever bloom into something like redemption?

"Mom, I am home," I said as I walked our small two bedroom apartment.

"We are in here, Sweety," My mom said

"We," I thought to myself as I walked to the living room. My mom was sitting on the couch with a man who looked to be around her age. He had blond hair and blue eyes. When I walked into the room, they both stood up quickly, letting me know the man was very tall, way taller than my mom, who was only an inch taller than me.

I was sure he had money because he was wearing a nice suit and black dress shoes. I looked at his wrist to see he had a nice Rolex watch.

"Um, I didn't know we were having company," I said.

"Sweety, I would like to introduce you to Jeffrey Jackson," My mom said

"It is nice to meet you, Lina. Your mom has told me so much about you," Jeffrey said

"Hello, Mr. Jackson," I said

"Please, call me Jeffrey," he said, and I looked at my mom.

"You said you needed to talk to me about something," I said

"Let's sit down and talk," my mom said. My mom and Jeffrey sat together on the couch while I sat across from them on a chair.

"I am just going to say this. We are getting married," My mom said

"What do you mean you are getting married?" I asked, shocked.

"Jeffrey asked me to marry him, and I said yes," My mom said.

"Hold on, let's back up a bit. When did this happen?" I asked

"Today. I asked your mom to marry me, and I am so happy she said yes," Jeffrey said

"I wanted you to come home because you need to pack your bags."

Ten years go by since Elara Vance's mysterious parents disappeared. Now 23-year-old Elara Vance arrives in the sleepy, hidden town of Drakov Hollow, only to discover she's being held captive by the brutal Vampire King Marcus Draven. Marcus Draven reveals that her parents were involved in a dark conflict-and that she bears a very rare bloodline tied into an ancient prophecy.

Elara and Marcus have to face the growing attraction and the threat of rogue vampires. He and she have to put aside their differences to survive. Their love, born out of distrust, becomes a ray of hope in them as they fight for peace between their worlds. Now, in the final opus, the burgeoning queen of Drakov Hollow, Elara embracing her true nature, picks up the fate for change-making along with Marcus.

But by the time truth begins to unravel, will Elara finally discover the astounding truth about the position of her parents in the vampire conflict and that everything she believed about herself and Marcus was a lie?

When Sylvia lost her last family and thought this was where her life as a rogue began, the most powerful Alpha dragged her to his mansion.
"I owe your father a debt," he said to her. "Anything you desire, I’ll give it."
But as he leaned closer—cedar and danger swirling in the air—all she wanted was:
His teeth on her neck.
His kiss like a brand.

I gave up five years of my marriage for nothing.

My son is dead. He died on his fifth birthday, waiting for his father to come home. But instead of his dad, a car accident took him. And his father? He was a thousand miles away, with another woman.

For five years, I put up with my husband's coldness and his family's constant humiliation. I thought having a child would melt his icy heart. I was wrong—so terribly, laughably wrong.

He couldn't even focus at our son's funeral—his eyes were only for his old flame, his "true love." It wasn't until I was on my deathbed that he finally shed those fake tears of regret. But it was too late. My child was gone. My love had died. And soon, I would be gone too.

This marriage, this whole life—it's all been one big joke. I just want to find my son as soon as I can. To tell him that his mother never gave up on him. To promise him that in another world, we'll never be apart again.

Violet Lawson thought the worst part of her life was loving a man who never truly saw her.

Married to the cold and ambitious Dave Belmont, she played the role of the quiet, elegant wife for years, until she discovered his affairs, buried under a pile of lies. But instead of crumbling, Violet outplayed him.

She tricked Dave into signing divorce papers he didn’t even bother reading, sealing her freedom behind a well-practiced smile.

Her plan was simple: wait out the final month, walk away with her pride and a payoff, and never look back.

But everything shatters the moment she steps out of the shower and finds Lucien Belmont, Dave’s half-brother, in her bedroom, shirtless, uninvited, and unapologetically amused.

Lucien, the elusive black sheep of the Belmont family. The one she’d only seen three times in all her years with Dave. He’s never around, always drifting from country to country, scandal to scandal, yet somehow, this house that Violet has called hers… belongs to him.

What begins as a tense confrontation turns into a dangerous entanglement. Lucien knows more than he lets on. And the fire between them? It’s not just attraction, it’s trouble. Because while Dave was Mr. Wrong, Lucien might just be worse. Or, he might be exactly what Violet never saw coming.

For a century, Carlos and I were the most envied lovers of the Dawn Court—yet our story ended in a cage of mutual, agonizing torment.

He loathed me for shattering a forbidden spell to forcefully awaken his memories, a desperate act that drove his precious half-elf, Lilia, to plunge to her death from the Astral Tower.

And I resented him for completely erasing our sacred vows. The very man who had once taken a lethal dragon's breath to save my life had awakened only to draw his blade against my throat—and offer his heart to my closest friend.

For the dark centuries that followed, he chained me in a sunless dungeon, using every conceivable cruelty to break my spirit.

Right up until my mana withered and I drew my last, agonizing breath, the venom he had spat through gritted teeth still echoed in the darkness: "Cecilia, you disgust me. I would rather have never remembered you at all."

In the cold embrace of death, clarity finally pierced my obsession. I understood then that I never should have used the ashes of our past to chain a man whose heart had already moved on.

I opened my eyes and found myself thrust back to the exact day Carlos returned hand-in-hand with Lilia, his memories entirely wiped clean...

My target should be terrified of me.
Instead, he's smirking like he already knows I'll never pull the trigger.
My heart races in my chest. This isn't me.
I am born to kill. I am born to take orders.
Yet those eyes, they're killing me.

She was born into power.
Now she chooses revenge.

Valentina Santangelo doesn’t belong in the shadows.
She was raised in them.

Daughter of a legacy built on blood, secrets, and ruthless control, Valentina has spent her life watching empires rise… and enemies fall. She knows the rules of this world. She knows how to survive it.

What she didn’t expect…
was to become its most dangerous player.

When betrayal rips through her family and threatens everything her father built, Valentina is done standing on the side-lines. She steps into the game—cold, calculated, and ready to make them pay.

But revenge has a price.

And the man standing in her way?
He’s not just her enemy…
He’s the one man who sees through every wall she’s built.

Dark. Dangerous. Impossible to resist.

As loyalty turns to obsession and desire collides with vengeance, Valentina must decide how far she’s willing to go—
and whether love is worth the risk of losing everything.

Because in her world…
you don’t fall in love.

You survive it.

At the company's annual client appreciation dinner, I was the one in charge of booking the venue.
To save the company money, I picked my aunt's upscale restaurant with a skyline view. Since we were family, she only charged us at cost. When I posted the details in our Slack channel to confirm with the team, no one had any objections—except for the intern, who slowly tagged me in the chat:
[Arthur, I don't mean anything by it.]
[I just want to ask—how big a kickback did you get for booking your family's restaurant?]
[After all, the money for this dinner is coming out of our bonus pool.]
[So you should return that money to the rest of us, right?]
The other coworkers started liking the message and chiming in to support him.
So I dropped the whole thing on the spot and handed the task over to that intern, who loved talking about "fixing workplace injustice."
Then the night of the dinner came.
From the CEO all the way down to the investors, everyone was pinned on the deck and searched by armed Coast Guard officers.
The most important client contact collapsed from a heart attack on the spot and was airlifted by helicopter straight to the ICU, costing the company a multimillion-dollar enterprise cybersecurity contract.

"Look at you! You’ve changed! You're really a wolf. And you're my mate! My Luna! Can't you feel our bond? Can't you remember that? You must accept it, and I am your Alpha, Alex is our pup! We must unite to make our powers stronger! To protect and save our son!" Gerald pulled her into his bed and united their powers in a primitive way. Making love.

"Let go of me! Don't be silly! I'm not a wolf! I am human! You're not my mate! The only thing I remember is... You're a murderer! You killed my father!" Jennifer shouted at him with an angry face.


What would happen if you were revealed to be a werewolf? And you were Luna? The one who disappeared six years ago? And she was the mate of Alpha Blackstone - Geralt Williams 30 years old, The CEO of Williams Enterprise! She even had a child with him! The one she hates so much? Who made her miserable? The arrogant man who was also her Ex-Boss!

Something that Jennifer Ross' which is 24 years old, Jennifer’s brain could not accept. She was living in the present, and she didn't believe in werewolves at all.

Why didn't she remember him?

What really happened to her? But why does he always come in Jennifer's dreams?

Until something happens to her and her son-Alexander, and Geralt Williams tries to save them.

Someone who completely ruined her life, rejected her, treated her like trash!

Even someone she should hate, and get revenge for killing her father!

What should she do?

Can she accept the fact that Geralt William is her mate, and she is his Luna?

Can they come together to save their son?

And forget her revenge for killing his father?

Can she forgive him?

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."

BLURB
"You're the only one who can wake me. Now you'll carry my curse, and my crown."
When Aria Silverthorn's fiancé and stepsister publicly accused her of being Omega-born fraud, stripping her rank and dignity, she lost everything. Cast into the Forsaken Lands to die, she survived three months of hell—and desperation drove her to the forbidden Moonfall Crypt, where Alpha King Kael Nightfang has been entombed for five years.
The Council claims he died heroically. The truth? They poisoned him with wolfsbane silver, trapping him in death-sleep when he discovered their corruption.
When Aria touches his tomb seeking shelter, the impossible happens. He wakes—but only she can anchor him to life. Only her touch keeps him from slipping back into the void. Their bond is immediate, undeniable, and dangerous.
Kael should be dead. The Council made sure of it. For five years, his consciousness has been trapped between life and death, aware of every agonizing moment.
Until Aria.
She's his anchor. His prison. His salvation. And he's not letting her go, not when she's the key to his revenge and reclaiming his throne.
But their bond goes deeper than magic. They're true mates,a connection so rare it hasn't occurred in centuries. A bond the Council will kill to prevent, because true mates can challenge their entire corrupt system.

Seven years ago, my wife and son committed perjury in court, conspiring to send me to a high-security prison, all so they could elope with that fraudster.
Seven years later, I was released.
My ex-wife, with her son, arrogantly tossed a business card onto my faded work clothes:
"Go kowtow to my new husband and apologize, and I'll give you a waiter's job."
Little did she know that just hours later, at a top-tier financial summit across America, her seemingly untouchable new husband was kneeling at my feet like a dog.
And her proud multi-billion dollar empire was nothing more than garbage I could crush with a flick of my finger.

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.

Just because I got a B+ in physics, my father slapped me across the face and kicked me while I was down.

"If you worked even half as hard at school as we do at our jobs, you'd have straight A's!"

"Your mom and I kill ourselves every single day, and this is how you repay us?"

To make sure I couldn't argue anymore, they spent a fortune getting their hands on some kind of devil's contract.

Dad sneered: "Once this thing is signed, every hour we work, you have to study. Now that's what I call fair."

Mom nodded along: "No more complaining that we don't understand what you go through."

Looking at their smug, satisfied faces, I didn't argue. I just bit my finger and signed.

Because I knew better than anyone what their "killing ourselves" actually amounted to.

By the time the contract came due, they were on their knees begging me to cancel it.

Lydia's POV

"The patient in Bed 7 has been here three months now, right? Not a single family visit."

"Her husband just pays the bills and leaves. Doesn't even look at her. Poor thing."

I lay in the hospital bed, listening to two nurses whispering outside my door. My fingers rested weakly against the edge of the mattress.

Three months ago, I was diagnosed with late-stage cancer.

My husband, Sebastian Carter, came once. He stood in the doorway—didn't step inside—signed the papers with a blank expression, and never came back.

Sebastian was a writer. He locked himself in his study all day, leaving me to spend night after night alone in the living room. We lived under the same roof like strangers from different worlds.

I'd grown used to this hollow marriage. I didn't even bother calling him anymore.

Footsteps echoed outside.

I turned my head toward the door. Sebastian stood there in his familiar charcoal coat, his face expressionless.

"You came." I was surprised. I forced myself to sit up, my body weak and trembling.

Sebastian didn't answer. He walked straight to the bedside and set a document on the nightstand. "Sign it."

I picked it up. The words at the top read: 'Divorce Agreement.'

"Let Aria have the Stanford recommendation. Quinn owes her."
I stared at the family group chat—the one I wasn't in—and let out a cold laugh.
In my past life, I went completely hysterical over this, only to earn my family's disgust and a miserable death.
Now, reborn and given a second chance, I looked at the room full of guests celebrating My success, and walked straight to the microphone.
"Everyone, the party is over. I'm turning down the Stanford spot."
Under my family's stunned gazes, I dumped my champagne into the trash bin.
This rotten family? I'm done with them.

“Do you, Alex Snow, take Jennifer Walker, to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Soon to be husband looks at me with the eyes of a beast, ready to rip me apart at any second as he says tightly “I do”

Although he just vowed to take me as his wife, to hold, love, and cherish, his ‘I do’ vowed something else entirely.

It was an oath to make me suffer horribly at his hands.

As soon as the words “I do” left my mouth I was certain, I just sealed my fate by marrying Alex Snow.

And my fate was crystal clear, death is coming for me sooner rather than later.

In a small town called “Snow”, known in all of Alaska for its huge illegal smuggling business on the border of America and Canada, Alex Snow; the new leader of the Snow clan that controls and dominates the smuggling territory, forces Jennifer Walker into marrying him against her will.

After his father gets murdered at the hands of Jenny’s father, Patrick Walker, the Snow clan vows to take their revenge on the whole Walker bloodline.

But killing the responsible man sends both families into a blood feud as both clans vow to make the other one pay.

The only way to stop that bloodbath from turning into a m******e, and claiming more innocent lives was a peace offering in the form of marriage from both families.

Jennifer’s world turns upside down as she turns out to be the one Alex Snow asked to marry specifically to stop that war.

Her only thought at that moment was “He is going to make my life a living hell”

The town Snow and everything it illegally represents is real inside the world I created in this book. It’s as real as you make it to be, but It doesn’t exist in real life

“My body aches to taste you,” Alpha Dante growled against his Luna’s neck, his breath hot and ragged as it brushed over her skin.

“Mmhmmm… Then take a bite,” Stormy whispered, trembling as Alpha Dante’s fangs grazed her skin.


When the moon rises, desire takes over, and lust turns into something far more dangerous.

The Orgy of Desire: Werewolf Erotica Collection is a wild collection of stories where pleasure knows no bounds, pulsing with lust, power, and surrender.

Within its pages, raw hunger, overwhelming sensations, and forbidden cravings ignite between Werewolves and mortals, mates and rivals, predators and prey.

Each story smolders with primal tension, where dominance melts into submission and every touch burns with ecstasy and damnation, leaving you trembling, wet, and desperate for more.

Alphas crave Omegas.
Omegas ache for Alphas.
Betas burn for ecstasy.

Freya loved the wrong Alpha for eight years. She gave him her body, her loyalty, her soul—and in return, he kissed her with someone else's name. When she finally walked away, she believed she'd found peace—and love—in Silvano, the Alpha who saved her. But years later, on her birthday, silence greeted her again.
“Bella,” she whispered to her daughter, “did you forget Mommy’s birthday?”
“Not now, Mommy. I'm making a gift for Aunt Aurora. Daddy helped.”
The name landed like a wound reopening.
Freya once survived being ‘the other woman’. Now, fate flipped the roles—and the silence, late-night absences, and missed calls feel all too familiar. As betrayal knocks again, she must choose: bury herself in heartbreak once more—or rise, not for love, but for herself.
When even your mate forgets your worth, how many times must you walk away before you stop coming back?
This time—maybe for the last time—she won’t look back.

I was raised by the Lynn family for eighteen years—until their real daughter returned and they threw my luggage out, telling me I belonged in the slums.

But the family who came for me wasn’t poor. They arrived with a luxury supercar, bodyguards, and a grand estate waiting for their true heiress.

When my brakes failed on the racetrack, Benjamin crashed into me to save my life. Later, in the dark, he covered my mouth and whispered, “Don’t make a sound.”

Then he held my hand and said, “You’re my fiancée. If I’m not good to you, who else would I be good to?”

But as a deadly hospital, counterfeit drugs, and the truth behind the baby switch begin to surface, I realize one terrifying thing—

I may not be the only child whose life was stolen.

Dennis Lawson survived life at Blackthorn Academy the only way he knew how—by enduring humiliation.

As a powerless scholarship student in a school built for awakened elites, he was nothing more than a target.

Wealth and abilities ruled Blackthorn, and Dennis had neither. Jack Voss, a powerful Pyro and heir to a billion-dollar empire, made sure of that. Public beatings, cruel pranks, and constant humiliation became part of Dennis’s daily life, watched and ignored by everyone.

Still, Dennis endured—for his mother. He worked tirelessly after school to pay for her medication, believing hard work would eventually save them both.

That hope shattered when he finally achieved a national science breakthrough, only to have it stolen. His girlfriend, Maya, betrayed him, handing his work to Jack. Then, to erase him completely, they locked him in a burning basement and left him to die.

But death was not the end.

A global awakening changed the world, granting abilities to those with hidden bloodlines. In the flames, something inside Dennis awakened too.

He died… and woke up in a new body.

Along with a terrifying power—the Predator System. An ability that allows him to steal the skills, strength, and abilities of those who oppress others.

Especially Jack Voss.

Now, Dennis is no longer the boy they broke
.
He is something far worse.

And he’s coming back for everything they took.

"I'm the Alpha King of the Shadow Moon Pack and the Mafia King of Hell Valley," Marco growled. "I don't need a nanny."

"Neither do we," his brothers said.

Their mother didn't even blink.

"It's not for you. It's for Natalia."

"We can handle our sister."

"Can you?" She arched her brow. "Between running an empire, leading a pack, and pretending you have time for either?"

Silence.

"My decision is final."

Marco scoffed.

"Whoever she is, she won't last the week."

Aurora is barely surviving, working herself raw just to keep a roof over her head. So when her best friend tells her about a live-in nanny position at the Moretti mansion, a salary that could finally let her breathe, she doesn't hesitate.

She expects to care for a little girl.

She doesn't expect to be judged, dismissed, and measured by three men who think a glance is enough to decide who she is.

Their verdict comes fast.

"She's the nanny?"

"She won't make it a week."

"Send her home."

Humiliated, Aurora is one breath from walking out, until the Queen Mother looks her dead in the eye and says four words.

"She stays. I've decided."

Now Aurora has one job: keep Natalia safe.

And one impossible war to win: outlast a king who built his entire life on never losing.

Marco is certain she'll break first.

Aurora has nothing left to lose.

But somewhere between his contempt and his control, between the insults that cut and the silences that linger too long, something neither of them agreed to starts taking root.

The woman the Alpha King tried to send away becomes the only person in that mansion who ever truly stayed.

On the eve of the violin competition, I was dragged into the basement and tormented for three excruciating hours, my hands shattered by iron rods, rendering me incapable of ever playing again.

As I lay in the hospital awaiting emergency care, I discovered the truth: it was my own father who had hired the assassins to ruin me; it was my fiancé who deliberately delayed my surgery, aiming to leave me permanently disabled; and ultimately, it was my pampered sister, cherished by the entire family, who had set fire to gasoline with the intent to burn me alive.

Fifteen years ago, a sorcerer had proclaimed that my sister was the 'blessing' of the Winslow family, while I, through my very existence, was deemed a 'curse' that needed to be eradicated.

Due to this absurd prophecy, I became the target of my family's ambition to be rid of me.

They wished for my demise, yet I am determined to survive — to witness them pay the price for their choices today.

When my husband pushed the divorce papers in front of me for the hundredth time, demanding I sacrifice myself for my sister, I didn't cry or make a scene. I simply signed my name, willingly giving up the man I'd loved for eight years to Ivy.

A few days later, Ivy got drunk and drove into a state senator's only son during a street race, leaving him paralyzed from the waist down. Once again, I stepped forward to take the blame and bear all the consequences.
When they later suggested I donate my kidney to Ivy, I readily agreed.

Mom and Dad said I'd finally grown into a mature and responsible sister.

Even my cold husband stood by my hospital bed and, for the first time in so long, gently stroked my cheek. He whispered, "Don't be afraid. The surgery will be a success. When you recover, we'll go traveling."

But he didn't know that whether the surgery succeeded or not, I wouldn't be going anywhere with him.

Because I was already terminally ill, with little time left.

I was dying, but honestly? Death felt like mercy.

As a vampire, I should have been immortal. But at six years old, I'd made a deal with a demon, gambling my fate on "true love"—if three times I failed to win the heart of the one I loved, the demon would claim my soul.

Just when I thought death was certain, I got pregnant. Morag, the demon, showed rare mercy, promising to wait until I gave birth.

But at eight months, my husband sneered about removing the "bastard." My brother didn't even flinch as he sliced open my belly. My parents cursed that I deserved it—all to save my sister Lycia, who'd somehow "returned from the dead."

The day they cut my child out, not one tear. Not for me.

So why, after I died, were they all on their knees at my grave, sobbing?

Silver poisoning struck, and my mother's life hung by a thread.
I knelt and begged my partner Selene to use the 100,000 gold coins from our war spoils to purchase Moonlight Holy Water, but she coldly refused with a sneer: "An ordinary silver poison patient isn't worth wasting resources on." She then turned and spent 80,000 coins on a necklace for her male lover.
My mother died in my arms as I ground my teeth and swallowed my tears of blood.
But when the patrol came to collect the body, she finally discovered—the one sent to be buried deep in the mass grave wasn't my mother at all, but her own biological mother.
She had personally buried her own mom!

I am a hero. The saint's husband.
A country boy chosen by the temple.
I fight, I fight, I fight.
All for the saint, for the temple.
But it wasn't until I was drained of blood and dying on the altar that I finally heard clearly what the saint and her childhood sweetheart were saying:
"If you become a hero and marry the saint, you'll have to surrender your soul to the temple. I don't want you to lose your soul."
"Then let's just find some country boy to be the hero. It won't matter if he dies."
Oh, so that's how it is.
You should have said so earlier.
I can defeat the Demon Lord just fine without the saint.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the wedding ceremony.
This time, someone else should be on the altar.

Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame.

Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her.

But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge?

Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage."

Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!"

Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all."

Elorai.

They burnt my lab to the ground.

They killed my scientists… with their claws.

The white, pristine walls they coated with blood and brain matter.

Now they’re glaring down at me, teeth bared.

But they won’t kill me.

No… they’ll take me instead, keep me in a cage, and bind me forever to them.

Joke’s on them.

They’re insane if they think I won’t claw my way out.



Ronan. Knox. Lucas

She was our target—the one we were sent to kill.

And that’s what we originally planned to do.

But we had her beneath our teeth, and instead of pleading for her life, she fucking glared at us.

Daring us.

Worst part? Our alpha wills weren’t working. Her scent bothered our wolves.

So we changed our minds.

We’ll keep her… for now.

And kill everyone who tries to take her from us.


Elorai—or “Lo,” like her scientist buddies called her—was just fine, living her life as a test subject for her white-coated handlers, getting cut open and sewn back together, until one day they looked at her and tagged her successful.

That’s when everything shattered.

In an instant, her lab was destroyed and everyone she knew was killed.

She tried to run, but her attackers caught her.

Werewolves… or mad beasts, like her scientists called them.

The plan was to kill on sight—but all three beasts looked down at her, their eyes gleaming... And something shifted in their gazes.

That’s when she knew she was in trouble.

Can she survive them or will she let them ruin her? Read to find out!

So it's true. I am their mate! I am the one they have been waiting for all this time. How can that be? Can I really be so lucky?

"Don't bother celebrating. We do not intend to make a detestable human servant our queen." Angel Fenris states, his voice laced with disgust just like the last time we met.

His rude words hurt me more now than they did yesterday. The full moon must have heightened my emotions.

"Surely you did not think that you're befitting in any way to sit by our side. A beautiful, virtuous princess is the least we were expecting our future queen to be. You're not fit to be her shadow let alone take her place." Angel Garren angrily expresses. The ache in my heart surge.


For the mighty angel kings of Lunacrest, only the most virtuous of women will do.

After growing tired of waiting for a virtuous mate of pure heart, the triplet angel kings have decided to device a contest to find the most virtuous of all royal women to be crowned their queen.

According to the rules of the contest, each of the beautiful princesses is to be hosted in the palace of Lunacrest for a duration of five days while her feminine virtues and loyalty to the angel kings gets tested.

But what will happen when the angel kings discover that their fated mate is a lowly human servant with no royal blood?

Keira is surprisingly the wisest and the kindest of all women. No woman of royal blood can match her virtues.
But will the angel kings realise her value or will they be fooled by the faked grace and elegance of her beautiful mistress?

"Mine," he growled, low and deep.
My entire body wanted to surrender.

"I’m not yours."

He tightened his grip on me.

"You don’t want me to chase you, do you?" His voice sounded almost animal. "Unless…"

"Unless what?"

"There’s another way to settle this."

✽ ✽ ✽

An imposed destiny.
A choice denied.

Promised since childhood, she was raised for one purpose — to become the wolf prince’s wife.

But when the ruthless Alpha King breaks the pact and decides to claim her for himself, Morana realizes that running is no longer an act of rebellion — it is survival.

As the king begins his relentless hunt, she finds refuge among a group of rebel wolves.

She should fear them.

Instead, to be accepted, she must prove her worth while facing the challenge of being the only female living among males ruled by wild instincts and barely restrained desires.

Amid a battle for power and freedom, Morana seeks to uncover the secrets of the past and the mystery of the bond that ties her to the man she should hate.

Torn between an ardent, inexplicable attraction to the wolf prince and a growing passion for the rebel leader, she must decide whether to fight destiny… or surrender to a connection that threatens to suffocate her freedom to choose.

18+ | Explicit Sexual Content

Krystal Hunter died with a broken heart, a knife in her back, and one regret—she finally won the damn lottery right before she died. Ten million dollars, untouched, deposited in the bank… wasted.
Or so she thought.
Because when Krystal wakes up in a hospital bed—very much not dead—the world has gone to economic hell. The global economy has collapsed, the dollar has depreciated into dust... and her forgotten bank account?
Now worth one hundred billion.
With the world burning and billionaires falling like flies, Krystal is no longer the girl they betrayed. She’s richer than empires, hungrier than ever, and back to collect what she’s owed—with interest.
Ex-lovers, fake friends, and bloodthirsty siblings beware:
She died once. She’s not dying quietly again.

A deliciously savage romantic revenge comedy about wealth, power, payback, and kissing someone hot while the economy collapses.

When your husband kept cheating and you're finally divorced,
you somehow had an ONS with your ex's single billionaire dad.
When you two dated, you run into your ex and his gf,
Ex🤨: We're not getting back together even if you beg my father to talk to me.
Dad😡: Son. Come meet your mom