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"You're going to run on the count of three, Janice Cross," He whisper. "And make sure you don't let us find you."
"No… Lucian."
I moved my gaze to the men at either side of him, willing—begging them to say something.
Help me. "Calder, please… Aiden…"
Both turned their heads to the side. They couldn't even look me in the eyes as they chose their brother.
"One."
"Lucian…"
"Two."
"I didn't mean to."
"Three."


After losing the man she believed she would marry and her parents within a week, Janice just wants to care for her sick sister. She doesn't want a man. She doesn't want three men.
But one night is enough to change her life and point her in a new direction.
Aiden Grant. Calder Vaughn. Lucian Graves.
She doesn't expect the line to blur when it comes to these older men.
And when it comes to an end, she does not expect these men to continue wanting her as badly as she wants them.

She hit delete, and her husband's betrayal vanished from the screen.
Elena had no tears left to cry. All that remained was a deep, physical disgust for her marriage.
To save her family's collapsing company, she was forced to stay by Damon's side, enduring his coldness and humiliation. But one night, under the name "Diana," she walked into a brothel and gave herself to a stranger, believing it was the revenge she could take.
She never expected that one reckless act would drag her into something far darker. Damon soon threatened her with her father's medical bills, forcing her to approach a businessman named Aaron to secure a deal. What she didn't know was that the man she had spent that night with was the very same Aaron. He was a billionaire who controlled half the city's economy, cold, dangerous, and yet fatally drawn to her strength and defiance.
Could it get any worse?
Damon then demanded that Elena carry Aaron's child as blackmail, threatening to expose her "affair" if she refused.
Desperate, Elena pretended to get close to Aaron, but emotion blurred the line between lies and truth. In the silence of confession rooms and the chaos of speeding cars, their restraint shattered again and again, until passion turned into something neither of them could control...

"You stumbled drunk into my room and ruined my night. I'm the one who got the raw end of this deal."Damian sneered.
Elara shot back: "Fine! Do you want me to spend another night with you to pay off your supposed loss?"
Elara Green wakes up sore in an unfamiliar bed after getting wasted at her best friend's birthday bash, left with lingering proof of an impulsive one-night mistake with an unknown stranger.
Scared and flustered, she sneaks out before sunrise, determined to lock that messy night away from her real life for good.
Fate pulls them back together unexpectedly when painful discomfort forces her to visit a clinic. To her utter horror, the physician assigned to her checkup is none other than the mysterious man from that night—the reserved, wealthy Dr. Damian Blackwood.
He saw through her disguise from the very start and toyed with her relentlessly throughout their intimate examination.
Fed up with his relentless teasing and unreasonable accusations, Elara blurts out her reckless offer in a fit of rage, never expecting the stern doctor would take her words as a binding agreement. An unexpected mishap after their reunion locks their fates together, leaving her unable to slip away from his persistent advances.
The cold doctor, who has always kept all women at arm's length, gradually grows obsessed and plans to pursue her wholeheartedly. Right as he's ready to confess his feelings, he stumbles across hints that Elara already has a boyfriend.
Who is the mysterious man linked to Elara? Will the supposed boyfriend become the biggest obstacle tearing their budding romance apart? Can the gap between their disparate worlds put an end to their burning attraction?

With the death of her parents, the bankruptcy of the company, and the betrayal of her fiancé, Rebecca went to a bar to get drunk, but accidentally took Thomas as a pimp and slept with him, and the next day Rebecca was afraid to see Thomas's face and left in a hurry. Four years later, Rebbeca returned with three children, but accidentally reunited with Thomas.
How the next?

One wild night with a stranger. It was number one on Krystal Miranda's list to get laid before settling down in Clayland. Then, she thought she had left her one-night stand behind in the past but fate had other plans. As she struggled to settle down in Clayland, she unexpectedly comes face to face with the man she had a one-night stand with. Torn between avoiding him and confronting him, she discovered that he didn’t remember her or anything about that night. Will their unexpected reunion lead to a second chance at love? Or will she suffer a terrible heartbreak?

That night, I thought I was just doing the decent thing—getting a drugged man back to his room.
The moment the door shut, the air turned white-hot. He caught my wrist and pinned me against the door, his breath scorching, his voice rough and fraying at the edges. “Don’t go.”
I should’ve walked away. Instead, his trembling fingers and the kiss that felt like a plea knocked every thought out of my head.
Fabric slipped, heartbeats slammed, sheets twisted into a mess. In the dark, I heard my own breath come undone—and I heard him call for me again and again, unable to say my name.
By morning, he remembered nothing.
He hadn’t seen my face, couldn’t trace who I was. But I knew exactly who he was—and how dangerous he’d be once he sobered up.
So I buried that night in silence, played stranger, didn’t let my eyes linger.
Because I knew—if he ever caught me, I wouldn’t get away.

At the company party, a drunken mistake led me straight into my boss's bedroom...
Rumor had it that Wellington was cold, ruthless, and completely uninterested in women. They said any woman who dared to cross him would face a terrible end.
A month later, when I woke up in his bed again, only one thought screamed through my mind: Run!
But no matter how far she runs, he will hunt her down. **There is nowhere on earth he won't find her.

The moment the divorce papers were signed, I was finally free from three years of a loveless marriage. To celebrate, I drank myself into oblivion under the hazy lights of an exclusive club. Fueled by liquid courage, I stumbled into a private suite, pointed a trembling finger at the man radiating a lethal combination of restraint and danger, and rasped, “I want you.” He didn’t refuse. That night was a storm of tangled limbs and desperate heat, and he branded his mark on my very soul.

A month later, I stared at two pink lines on a pregnancy test. I fled to Florida, burying the truth and raising my beautiful twin daughters with a new fiancé who played the perfect father.

Five years later, I returned to New York, a queen ready to claim her corporate throne. But when I strode into the boardroom, I froze. The man with the power to veto my entire future, Ryan, was sitting at the head of the table. A knowing smirk played on his lips, coiling around me like a viper.

I tried to avoid his intense gaze, but unexpectedly, at a glittering gala, he caged me between the wall and the unyielding heat of his body. His breath was a scorch against the sensitive skin of my neck as his voice, a low, rough murmur full of raw possession, vibrated through me. “You sounded so exquisite that night… and now you’re telling me those children are his? Do you really think I’d believe that?”

“A fucking submissive, I love the way she obeyed me.
Her legs were against her chest while I thrust into her.
“You never listen to me until my dick is in you.” I thrust harder and she lets out series of curses, “answer me princess."
“Fuck.” She whispers, she is unable to make any sentence. I pushed her leg down thirsting harder into her, the way she moaned, the way her fingers found it place on my back, I know I would be waking up with bruises on my skin.
Victoria Sanchez decides to take revenge on her cheating boyfriend by sleeping with his associate.
Kelvin Ricci has no desire to find his mate, what happens when he finds his mate in a one night stand.
She leans in and whispers “I know your punishment, you don’t get to cum”

Rated 18

Accepting her fate as a slave, Danica Grimsley, the low born Omega never thought that she had to share her love not with her mate Konrad Winston only but with his enemy as well, Cassius Winston, the king of Lycans. When secrets threatened to spoil her life, Danica needed to choose between revenge and fate. Worst of all, both Alphas wanted not just her body but her soul.

For six years, I stood by Xavier Sterling through fifty-one failed proposals. Every single time, even with the ring in his hand, one phone call from his "fragile" foster sister was all it took for him to leave me standing alone.
On our six-year anniversary—the night of the fifty-second attempt—he abandoned me at the altar of our dinner table once again. His apology? A glass of strawberry champagne sent to my table. It was her favorite drink. For me, it was anaphylactic poison.
Staring at those pink bubbles, the love finally died.
I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn't used in six years.
"Send the jet," I said. "I'm done playing peasant."
Weeks later, Xavier found himself on his knees, begging the legendary heiress of the Verlin dynasty to save his crumbling company. That's when the horror hit him:
The untouchable queen looking down at him was the same "obedient" girl he had left behind.
I tightened my grip on my new fiancé’s arm and offered Xavier a cold smile.
"Mr. Sterling, your love was always cheap. But your regret? That's a luxury you can no longer afford."

The agony of flesh being torn apart still burned in my memory.
But I had been reborn.
I tremblingly touched the face in the mirror. Whole, unmarked. Was this real?
Just moments ago I had been struggling on death's edge, and now I stood in an 18-year-old body. Everything felt too surreal.
The entire pack still thought I was that naive Elena, forever living in the shadow of my pureblood sister Sarah. They didn't know I had seen the darkest truth.
The door suddenly burst open, and Sarah walked in carrying a cup of hot tea.
"Elena, don't stress yourself." Her voice carried an air of superiority. "Given your... situation, the Moon Goddess would be more forgiving."
Looking at her flawless smile, I was nearly sick to my stomach. This face, this expression—I had witnessed it countless times in my past life.
"About fated mates and all..." Sarah gently stroked my shoulder. "It's not something you absolutely have to follow. If you find Alpha Lucas too domineering, choosing a gentler Alpha would be a good option too. I'll stand by you either way."
Stand by me? I nearly laughed out loud.
In my past life, I had been blinded by these very words. I had given up other opportunities and chosen my fated mate Alpha Lucas, only to become a tool to mask his true feelings.
The truth hadn't surfaced until Sarah's birthday celebration. When the rogue wolves' claws had targeted her, that man who had claimed to love me for years hadn't hesitated to push me toward the pack.
As I collapsed in a pool of my own blood, the wolf claws having torn deep gashes across my flesh, I watched Lucas cradling Sarah protectively while she clutched her belly in panic.
"Save Sarah! Quickly, save her! The child in her belly..." Lucas had immediately rushed her to the medical room.
No one had paid attention to me lying in a pool of blood. In everyone's eyes, only Sarah had mattered.
"It's all my fault," Sarah had said weakly. "If I hadn't gotten pregnant, Elena wouldn't have been lashing out in jealousy..."
What? She had actually claimed I was lashing out in jealousy?
"Elena, I'm sorry... I'll make it up to you in the next life." Lucas had given me one last look, his eyes full of guilt.
Next life?
You got me killed, and you still wanted me to give you a chance in the next life? Dream on!

My husband, Alpha Casey and I were chosen mates, we were very much in love. Until Lori, his fated mate came into the picture...They made out in front of me, and he even wanted me to give up my position as the Luna. He said nothing would change between us, now everything changed.He left me behind when he was on the run, he took Lori with him instead. Just when I decided to give up on him and start my new life with another Alpha, he said he want me back."Please, do not resent me for making this horrible mistake. I would do anything to make it up to you once you got back. Don’t give up on me, don’t give up on us."My husband of 5 years, or the strongest Alpha of the whole continent?

"I said get out." My tone sliced through the room.
He stared like he didn't recognize me. Then, for the first time ever, Bron Tarquin–my murderer–backed away.
"You'll regret this."
"Close the door," I said softly, "before I show you what regret really feels like."
Zephyr Delphine dies in a car accident orchestrated by her stepbrother and his crime family, only to wake up five years in the past—the night before her arranged marriage to Avalon Cary, the ruthless billionaire CEO who's secretly the Alpha of North America's most powerful werewolf pack.In her first life, Zephyr was a meek, powerless human who Avalon rejected on their wedding night for his true mate. She spent years as his scorned contract wife before her step family killed her for her inheritance. But this time, Zephyr has a secret: the accident awakened her dormant bloodline. She's not just any wolf—she's a rare Lunar Phoenix, the only creature who can have multiple fated mates.
Avalon rejected her before, but now that she's stopped chasing him and is clearly hiding powerful secrets, he's obsessed with uncovering the truth about his "changed" wife while she's busy dismantling everyone who wronged her and potentially choosing a different mate entirely.

As I walked down the corridor, I heard a woman moaning and the familiar moans of a man, I stopped, shaking with nerves, pain, and anger.

They were lying in bed, completely naked and in an intimate embrace. I could feel my heart thumping out of my chest as I tried to process what I was seeing.

His face was red, and he was breathing heavily. He seemed to be trying to compose himself, but he couldn't quite manage it. He stammered as he tried to find the right words, but it was too late. I had already seen enough. But after a few seconds, he spoke, and I was shocked by what I heard from him.

"I know you've been fooling around with that man. I'm tired of your lies and betrayals. I can't trust you anymore, that's why!" he answered with a cold voice. "I'll put you in prison for this!"

I could feel my heart shatter at that moment. Is he gaslighting me?


Samantha Apollo, Luna of Bloody Moon pack, was betrayed and banished from her pack by her own mate, Alpha David.
Determined to take revenge and reclaim what is rightfully hers, Samantha embarks on a journey of revenge. However, her path to revenge becomes complicated when she discovers that the new mate who saved her is Alpha David's brother. Will she be able to take revenge and regain her rightful place in her pack? or will she be left betrayed and lost once more?

"Don't touch me."
She tried to push his hand away from her torn shirt.
"You're bleeding. Stop being proud."
"I'm not proud. I'm just… tired of being handled."
He didn't argue. Just pressed his palm harder to the wound.
"You're not dying. Not on my watch."


Carmilla Westwood never imagined her life would be sold with a signature. Forced into a marriage with Evans Reeds—the darkly seductive and merciless heir to the most feared werewolf pack, she is thrown into a savage world where power reigns and weakness is hunted.
To the pack, she's an outsider. Unworthy. Breakable.
But Carmilla isn't as fragile as she looks.
As she battles the brutal hierarchy and Evans' infuriating dominance, a twisted attraction begins to burn between them—wild, wicked, and dangerously consuming.
Then she uncovers a chilling truth, the powerful family she now calls hers might be the ones who destroyed her past. She was forced to be his Luna... but she might just become his downfall.

"Maybe I'll come back later. I'm sorry," I said, tension strangling my voice.
"No, please. Stay!" He said in a calm tone.
I looked at him hysterically, and, like he had just recognised his own nudity, he smiled confidently.
"I'll just put on something if you're uncomfortable."
"Uncomfortable?" I scoffed, trying to sound assuring.
"No, I'm not uncomfortable. I've seen a lot of naked boys."
He shot a glance at me, sending a thrill running down my chest.
"Boys?" He asked, closing the distance between us.
He grabbed my left hand and placed it on his hard breast, his heart beating steady, a stark contrast to mine, which raced like an antelope running from a predator in a jungle.
"Well… I've seen a lot of naked boys, but not a naked man…" I whispered softly, gazing and feeling lost in his starry eyes.


Reina Grayson, the wolf-less Alpha's daughter, harbours a dangerous secret: she possesses a silver wolf.
If her Pack discovers, she'll be killed.
When Alpha Van Killian, whom she was forced to marry, rejects her for her step-sister, Reina is poisoned and dies. Gifted a second chance by the Moon Goddess, she is reborn as Narah Smith.
On her eighteenth birthday, she uncovers her true identity, but she had lost her wolf. She returns to her hometown, now living among her enemies as a common maid.
As she navigates her past, she forms a bond with Alpha Van, who believes she's his second chance mate despite being married to her step-sister.
But with a vengeful heart and a determination to uncover the mysteries of her death, Narah must choose: embrace her fated mate or accept Alpha Zander's proposal? Can she seek revenge on those who wronged her, or will she remain forever in the shadows?

A rogue is captured when her adoptive parents invade the Night Shade’s pack’s territory. Now, Raelynn is not only a rogue, but also a slave of the cruel and cold hearted Alpha Erik Henderson.
Day by day, she will be more attracted to him: his looks, his scent and his pain will make her want to be his balm after such a rough life.
Will Raelynn, with her good temper and kind heart, be able to break into Erik’s walls? Will he accept her, despite her low rank, and take her as his Luna? And what if she is not who she seems to be? Can they be together?

I'm alive.

When I jolted awake to see March 15th on my phone, I could barely believe it—I should have been dead since August 18th! Marcus, my Alpha husband, had murdered pregnant me with his own hands for his "childhood sweetheart" Freya's fake death.

Reborn to the night it all began, I heard the familiar pleading downstairs: "Please, Alpha Marcus! My daughter is dying!"

This time, when Marcus fed me that lie about "special wolf poison" to trick me into breaking our mate bond, I smiled and agreed.

"I want a divorce. "
The day before her third wedding anniversary, Fiona sees her husband walking to the obstetrics wing with his arm around his ex-girlfriend, Rowena. Rowena is pregnant.
Heartbroken, Fiona rejects Micah, her husband, her mate, the Lycan Prince of the Alastair Kingdom, and leaves the pack.

However, to Fiona’s surprise, after being rejected, Micah goes crazy looking for her all over the world.
Until one day, when he sees her walking down the street holding a little girl, he pins her against the wall.
“Is she my daughter?” Micah hisses.

Thirty-two times.
That was how many times Tristan had "tested" me during our three years together.
When I met Tristan Bennett, we were both hiding our true identities. He never mentioned he was the Bennett family heir, and I never brought up the surname Torrente. We were just ordinary college sweethearts in Ashborne City. He said he loved me, and I believed him.
The seventeenth time: driving across town late at night to deliver documents for him, I was run off the road and crashed into a guardrail, earning nine stitches in my forehead. His first words at the hospital were, "Can't you even drive properly? You delayed my business."
The twenty-sixth time: he owed money at an underground casino. He sent me to negotiate. A gun was drawn, and a bullet grazed my arm, soaking my sleeve in blood. The scar is still there. He never asked if I was in pain; he only cared if his debt was cleared.
The thirtieth time: he asked for my entire life savings for an "emergency." He turned around and used that money to buy someone else a new car.
I thought if I endured it all, we would eventually have a future.
Until he announced he was opening a casino and demanded ten million dollars. "The ultimate test," he called it. If I passed, he’d marry me.
I refused.
He immediately bought Aurelia Gallom a twenty-million-dollar mansion. Waving the property deed in my face, he said, "Vesna, I was just testing you. It's a shame you failed. We're done."
I didn't cry, and I didn't beg. The moment I walked away, I had never felt so free. He didn't know I was a Torrente, or that my father, Dario, owned the criminal underworld of this city. And he certainly never imagined that I would later marry Silvio Marchesi—the most powerful Mafia Boss in Ashborne City—and become the Donna of the Marchesi syndicate.

"Stay with me!" Alpha Lennox cried out. "Please don't leave me! I need you!"
His words send a spike to the heart, making me fight against the darkness. I focused on his voice, feeling the warmth of his presence wrap around me like a comforting blanket. Using all the remaining strength, I battled the shadows that threatened to overwhelm me, determined to respond to his call. I forced my eyelids open for just a moment.
Warm, deep blue eyes stared down at me. They were full of unshed tears.
"Get some help!" he yelled. "Find a doctor! Make it quick! I can't lose her again!"
I could read the sadness in his blue eyes. The urgency in his voice pierced through the haze of my fatigue, igniting a flicker of resolve within me. I fought against the encroaching darkness with all the strength I could muster, desperate to reassure him that I was still here, still fighting. He knew there was no way I would survive the fall.


Amaia's stepmother murdered her to gain control of the pack. Fortunately, the goddess showed compassion towards her and granted her a second chance.
Now reborn three years into the past, Amaia seeks her fated mate and swears to take revenge on all who had betrayed her.
Will she find him?
Will he help her, or will there be unknown forces that will keep them apart?

Prince Rafe leans over me, holding himself up on one elbow as he gazes at my face. I feel his eyes wandering over every surface from my brow to my eyes, down my nose, to my lips and chin, and then returning to hold my gaze for a second. The small smile at the corner of his mouth makes me think he likes what he sees.
His hand is cool when it brushes a loose curl from my cheek, but I don’t jerk away from him. I have no idea what’s going on. I don’t understand why I’m here. I don’t know what will happen tomorrow. It seems like a lot of powerful people want me—dead or alive. And yet, all I can think about right now is how badly I want this vampire’s hands on my body.


I live in a desolate village on the edge of the Vampire King’s lands. This used to be wolf shifter territory, but now, we are just trying to survive.
When I mess up and find myself in a culling, I know I’m dead. No wolf shifters ever survive these events.
And after the stunt I pulled in the middle of the village, Prince Rafe probably wants me dead.
Is it a good thing or a bad thing when a vampire looks at you like you’re a snack?
Something tells me, once I reach the castle, I’ll be missing my miserable existence in the village.
But then—it turns out I have no freaking idea who I even am, and when the royals start referring to me as Princess Ainslee, I realize my life is about to take a turn—for better or worse.

Nalani Barak, a spirited and courageous young she-wolf belongs to a pack struggling to survive against the encroaching darkness threatening their existence.
Desperate to save her beloved pack from certain destruction, she makes a life-altering decision: to enter a contract marriage with the formidable Alpha of the Black Land Pack.
Little does she know that her mysterious fiancé, Alpha Terran Cullen, carries a secret that will turn her world upside down.As Nalani arrives at Black Land Pack that will become her new home, she is shocked to discover that her fiancé has a fraternal twin brother, Heath. And as fate would have it, Heath is none other than her unforgettable ex-lover whom she still harbours sinful desires for.
Emotion’s clash, and buried feelings resurface, as Nalani finds herself torn between her duty to her pack and the undeniable connection she still shares with Heath.As she navigates through the treacherous path of her forbidden desires, Nalani must choose between honour and the flames of a love that never truly extinguished.
Will Nalani chose her fiancé over her ex? Will she find a way to save her pack while rekindling the flame with her unforgettable ex-lover? Or will she succumb to her sinful desires?

When my mate dumps me in front of two entire packs, it can’t get worse—until I realized I was pregnant.
Seadon
Our engagement was meant to unite two werewolf packs.
Then one accusation turned me into public enemy number one.
I thought my mate would stand by me—instead, he ended our bond in front of everyone and left me to bear the blame alone.

With no other choice, I fled to the human world, raising the little one whose fuzzy ears pop out at the worst times. I thought I’d finally outrun the wolf-pack drama—until danger found me again.

And guess who shows up like a hero? The same alpha who walked away.
He swears he’ll clear my name and protect me, but there’s something he doesn’t know.
There’s a tiny pair of eyes watching him from behind the door—our son.
Alex

I once believed that love could transcend life and death.

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

He said the pack needed a gentle Luna like her.

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

Fine, so you all want me dead?

Then I'll stake everything on one final gamble.

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

I woke up back on the night Rhys’s Blood Tide Frenzy hit.
This time, I wouldn’t offer my blood to calm him. Instead, I sent an urgent Message Crystal to Seraphina—his precious white moonlight.
In my past life, I saw Rhys’s Blood Tide spiraled out of control, threatening to tear his body apart.
In my past life, when he commanded me to call Seraphina, I had let my pathetic, unrequited love blind me.
I offered my own body as the cure, desperately weaving the Origin Blood Seal with him.
Not long after, I fell pregnant with his half-blood child.
He had no choice but to plan our wedding. On the big day, Seraphina was ambushed by blood hunters.
She sent ninety-nine distress blood signals, yet he was tied up with wedding duties and never saw a single one.
After his beloved nearly died, he laid every ounce of blame on me.
When I went into labor, he locked me away in the Blood Dungeon. He drained every drop of my Origin Blood in a ritual meant to resurrect Seraphina, leaving me and our unborn baby to die in agony.
As my life slipped away, his words echoed in my ears: I’d ruined his one true love, and both me and the child deserved to perish.
When I opened my eyes again, I was right back to that night.

"Why are you in my car?" Sammy asked horrified, "And where the hell are your clothes?"

He was sat beside her in nothing but a pair of loose shorts, that left nothing whatsoever to the imagination, and now Sammy was nervous, he was so close, and he smelled surprisingly good.

His stare was intense as he looked into her blue eyes. She was clearly annoyed and uncomfortable, and he feared he may be the cause. But, even so he couldn't walk away.

This beautiful woman was his mate, and he had to fix this, because her current opinion of him, was killing him.

****The Blue Valley Pack, came close to being discovered late one October evening. They were practicing for a haunted house. Ever since, they found people ask less questions if they know a little, and they find that little out, under the pack's control. So, every Halloween since, they open the doors to their pack house and orchestrated a show.

It all went fantastically for six years, until, the beta's mate walked in.... She's human.

Sammy is a sweetheart, she works as a vetinary ranger at a wildlife sanctuary. She rarely goes or sees anyone outside of work, preferring her quiet life.

Then her work mate's buy her a ticket to go with them to see the most amazing haunted house ever.

Her life was much less quiet after that...

This is a collection of werewolf stories that will keep you on the edge of your seat, flipping through the pages and wanting more.


Book1: Her Alpha Mate
Freya is the joy and life of the pack. All revere her as the daughter of Alpha.
She's blessed by the moon goddess. The Moon Goddess blessed her with a heart of gold.
But her mate Zack, an alpha, doesn't want her because he doesn't want a mate.


Book 2: Her Broken Mate
Sarah is now twenty-three and still without a mate.
When visiting the packhouse, she finally found her mate.
The son of the Alpha. The hottest man she ever met.
But he is a mute.


Book 3: Her Passion
Ava is a rogue who is forced by a new law to attend a school for werewolves for a year. There she meets her mate, a certain Alpha, who has a grudge against all rogues. Will he get the life he has always longed for, or will his pride get the better of him?

Truth or dare,Jasmine?” Erik asks, looking up from where he’s teasing me.

“Truth,” I say, because tonight is all about open communication.

He arches a brow and twists his lips into a sexy smirk. “Which one of us do you want to fuck you first?”

I look at each of them. Damon, caressing my leg as he spreads me for his friend;Harry , his dark stubble brushing against my thigh as he pauses to look up at me from between my legs; Ian,his dark hooded eyes seeming to cut through to my very soul, and Erik,his expression merry while his tattooed chest heave with mischief.

“All of you,” I say, because I could never choose.


Jasmine was invited to a drag race by her friend to celebrate their college graduation where the four expensive and luxurious cars caught her attention but little did she know that she will end up being entangled and becoming the rogue for the four wealthy alphas.

Jasmine is only allowed to have one mate, who will Jasmine choose among the four?

18+ WARNING: This is a hooking reverse harem with a lot of explicit scenes.

Akira Kuromiya is just an average high schooler who gets killed by a robber. He wakes up and is now a chicken!? Even worse he becomes the familiar of a girl who"s apparently the heiress of a powerful clan.

That was for a short while though, as he was abandoned and woke up to find out he, now she, is trapped in a deadly magical forest with all sorts creatures trying to kill her.

The world she finds herself is one of magic and monsters like the manga she's been reading. Akira, now Hinotori is trying to live her life as a chicken in another world!

Tags: Isekai, Adventure, Action, Weak-to-strong, Monster, Evolution, System, LitRPG, Yuri, Overpowered MC, Harem, Demons

The book is quite slow paced, with some arcs seeming quite useless and boring. However, I promise, every arc is important and I urge you to continue. If you can't, I won't try to stop you because the choice is yours.
Over the few months this story's been up I've come to notice one common comment. The MC is stupid. Well, that's just how she is at the the beginning. A selfish entitled brat who believed the world was against her(previously him) after some mistakes she made. I mean, what's a story without personal growth? The character growth is slow and annoying, but it's there. MC will have to learn to make the bigger and smarter decisions with not only his life on the line. If you also can't wait to see a person change, that's fine too. I can't change your mind on that. All I'm saying is give it a shot.
Anyway, that's it for my blurb!

My name is Alex Smith, just an ordinary employee at a company. Yesterday, two idiotic female colleagues framed me, and my boss didn't even give me a chance to explain before firing me. I prided myself on my skills, working tirelessly and loyally for the company, only to be accused of leaking company secrets.
Maybe I've just been unlucky lately. Yesterday, I got fired, and today, I survived a plane crash and ended up on a deserted island with no cell signal. To my utter disbelief, not only did I run into my attractive colleague on the island, but I also encountered the boss who framed me.

Anna Miller

"I see...even after a year apart, your ice barricades hadn't melted yet Kardoula mou...." He was looking at her with a faint hint of aversion.
It was like waving a red cloth in front of an angry bull. She felt mad. 'How arrogant can a man be? A year ago, she had barely escaped the cell, where he had locked her up - in his ancestral castle in Greece ......after marrying her, and then throwing her away like a used toy that no longer interested him.

And if that hadn't been enough.....he had then done the most despicable thing ever, by taking another lover to his bed and keeping that woman as his mistress in his city apartment.
Spending night after night with that woman, while SHE - his wife remained in his home, waiting for him in the empty castle, like a lost soul!

Eros Kozakis
This time, he was going to get his wife back!
And then he will whisk her back into his bed where she belonged, her lithe body thrumming with uncontrollable passion underneath him, as he surged inside her over and over again, to satiate the unquenchable fire that burns between them.
He will keep her barefoot and pregnant for the next few years, until she gives him a few children and until the idea of ever leaving him is completely and utterly eroded out of her mind!

I found my angel. Then I broke her wings.

Alexis should’ve never set foot in my world.
Men like me stain girls like her. We take their innocence and tear it to shreds.
She thinks she’s tough. She thinks she can handle me.
But she doesn’t know just how deep my darkness goes.

It was for the best that I claimed her for a night and left her behind.
Anything more than that would have been cruel.

I thought I’d seen the last of Alexis Wright.
So imagine my surprise two years later when the door to my office opens…
And she walks in.
The girl I ravaged. The girl I devoured.

Now that’s she’s in front of me again, I have just two questions for her:
First—what is she doing here?
And second…
What does she mean, “our baby”?

Being the middle Child ignored and neglected, rejected by family and injured, She receives her wolf early and realizes she is a new type of hybrid but doesn't know how to control her power, she leaves her pack with her best friend and grandmother to go to her grandfather's clan to learn what she is and how to handle her power and then with her fated mate, her best friend and her fated mate little brother and grandmother start their own pack.

Diana, to save the one thing she adored the most, had to substitute her sister and get married to a Disable, unwanted Alpha, after being rejected by her own mate who choose her elder sister over her. Heartbroken and sad, she discovered this disabled Alpha was her second chance mate, but he also rejected her, and continuously made her life miserable despite they were soon to be married.

Somehow, Diana had a night of pleasure with him, leading her to get pregnant. She thought this would save her marriage and was about to inform her husband but then overheard him, the disabled Alpha, Dante plotting to kill her. Scared for her life, Diana made an escape into another realm where she discovered her true identity and realized everything she knew was a lie.

After she ran away, Dante regretted all his actions and started to desire to have her back but then she was nowhere to be found. Four years after, Diana returned back to the werewolf community, now a powerful Luna about to get Bethrothed to Dante's cousin.

How come?

Will Diana ever forgive Dante especially when her mind is set to ruin him?

It's the year 2063 and the whole world stood in fear awaiting the impact of the approaching comet which scientist believed its impact will have significant changes in the whole world.
Simultaneously, another strange signal was discovered transmitting from one remote village in Nigeria; a democratic republic located in West Africa.
The special America intelligence unit quickly arranged a three men squad to visit the area and find out what is transmitting and it's connection with the approaching comet. On landing at the venue some hours later, the squad were amazed to discover that the only object of reverence on the location was a Scepter that was believed belong to a mythological Demigod.

The sect of aliens known as the hurras invaded the earth with the aim of destroying humanity for there atrocities against mother earth. To them , human are destroying a place that have been existing even before they were created. Through pollution, deforestation, hatred and bloodshed, human seemed to be moving towards self destruction, they are here to make it quick. There first mission is to destroy the Scepter

What’s more embarrassing than a butt dial?
Butt dialing your boss…
And leaving a dirty voicemail when you’re uhh… “thinking” about them.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell.
After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief.
So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do.

Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole who’s ruining my life.
That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.
Tonight, fantasies of him are just what I need to push me over the edge.

But when I look down at my phone squished next to me,
There it is.
A voicemail for 7 minutes and 32 seconds…
Sent to Ruslan Oryolov.

I panic and throw my phone across the room.
But there is no undoing the damage done by my very vocal O.

So what can I do?
My plan was to just avoid him and act like it never happened.
Besides, no one that busy checks their voicemails, right?

But when he schedules a one-on-one meeting with me for exactly 7 minutes and 32 seconds,
One thing is for certain:
He.
Heard.
Everything.

By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room.

Her two lives never touch.
Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client.

David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love.

As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him.

Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.

It's the first look on my wedding day.
I turn... but my husband isn't there.
Instead, I see the stranger who ruined my life.

Here's the story:
Six years ago, I was on the worst first date in history.
A blind date with some jerk who wouldn't take no for an answer.
The handsome stranger swooped in.
Saved me.
And sat down to finish the date.

I thought it was crazy.
But we had insane chemistry.
We got to talking, one thing led to another, we ended up in the restaurant bathroom, and...
You know.

I got pregnant.
He disappeared.
Life: ruined.

I tried to move on.
For six years, I thought I succeeded.
But now, out of nowhere, he's back--on my wedding day, of all days.
Saying things that don't make any sense.

"Your fiancé isn't who you thought he was...

I'm not letting you marry him..."

And, worst of all...

"You're marrying me instead."

One wardrobe malfunction.
Two people who don’t belong together.
Three awful words: “Be my wife.”

Everyone else is at this party to marry the host.
I’m only here until I can get a ride home.
When my dress rips in the world’s worst-timed wardrobe malfunction,
I go find somewhere quiet to fix it.

So I’m standing there in nothing but my heels when,
As my luck would have it, the door opens…

And the man of the hour walks in.

I wish I could say I played it cool.
But it’s been a looong time since anyone has seen me in my birthday suit…
Much less the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.

All I want to do is fix my dress, click my heels three times, and be back on my couch in fuzzy slippers.
But Ivan has other ideas.

He’s decided who he’s taking to the altar…
And I don’t have a choice but to say “I do.”

What's worse than being dragged to a wedding?
Finding out the groom is your ex.
And he’s still not over you.

Yulian Lozhkin was crafted by the Good Lord Himself.
Stormy-gray eyes. GQ stubble. Cheesegrater abs.

Too bad he's one of the most dangerous, powerful men in the city.

He needs a fake fiancé to seal the deal that will crown him king.
And I need his help to get my son the special care he needs.

So I make a deal to be his date for the night.
But imagine my surprise when we arrive at the ceremony and I see who's getting married...

MY EX.

And as the wedding unfolds, I realize just how not over me he is.
I broke up with him for good reason.
Namely, he’s a terrible person.
Him awkwardly hitting on me in front of his wife-to-be explains it all.

But Yulian needs to close this deal and stay.
And I can suck it up for one night for my son’s well-being.

Which brings me to maybe the worst moment of my entire life…
When the pastor asks, “Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
And my ex says, “No…
I want HER instead.”

What would you do if you walked in on your husband cheating?
I'll tell you what I did:
Ran out the door with nothing but the clothes on my back.

A month later, I'm broke, jobless, almost homeless.
But then, while filling in as a waitress at a fancy restaurant, I trip and land in the lap of a gorgeous stranger.

One thing leads to another and we end up hooking up.
Afterwards, he leaves.
That's the end of that... right?

WRONG.

Because the next day, my temp agency sets me up for a job that seems too good to be true.
But when I arrive for the interview, my jaw drops.

It's the stranger.
Turns out he's rich. Like, very rich.
And powerful. Like, very powerful.
And here's his offer:

"Live in my house.
Be my wife.
Have my baby."

Needless to say, I start to freak out.
I stand up and stammer, "Um, I'll have to get back to you..."
And he replies:
"You're misunderstanding.
It wasn't a question.
You're not going anywhere."

Molly May was disowned by her wealthy adoptive family at seventeen when she mysteriously became pregnant with triplets she couldn't explain. She spent five years raising Alex, Ben, and Claudia alone in a foreign country, working herself to exhaustion to keep them safe. When a job opportunity brings her back to Northfolk, her brilliant eldest son discovers that their father is Sean Anderson, a ruthless billionaire who has spent six years pretending that one night never happened. As Sean is forced to confront the woman and children he left behind, he must decide whether he has the capacity to change. But dark secrets from his past and Molly's present threaten to destroy them all. In a world where power and money can hide the truth, can love survive when it's built on a foundation of lies, forgotten memories, and hidden pain?

I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us. I was depressed the moment before he entered, but the second I look at his blue eyes, I forget the dumpster fire that my life has become. I invite him back to my place and it’s the most passionate night of my life. I expect to never see him again. I just want him as an anti-depressant—but he wants me all to himself. I just got my heart ripped out of my chest so I want something easy and no-strings-attached, but he wants all the strings because he’s hooked. I don’t get much of a say in the matter, and that’s not surprising when I learn why—because he’s the Butcher. The crime lord of all crime lords, the boss that overshadows all of Paris, that makes everyone abide by his rules—or pay. And now I’m his.