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Christian Hall is a young science student who travels to Pennsylvania to visit his parents for the summer , without imagining that strange events in the city would lead him to meet a world he had only read in old and fanciful history books , in which he never believed . After being bitten by an unknown creature in the forest , he begins to feel changes he had never experienced , until he realizes that he has ceased to be human forever . Hiding his new identity will be a challenge as he struggles with an insatiable desire for fresh blood .

Half Vampire half Werewolf, meet Van Floyd Vaughn the goofiest of the Vaughn brothers. He loves Aphrodite so much but he never thought that he would also learn to love a woman who would change the course of his life. Cleopatra was always by his side whenever he needed someone to talk to, whenever he was sad and whenever he was hurt. Cleopatra is a cold and rugged white alpha. He was the one who reminded Van that not everything he wants is easy to get. Despite their love, the Black Alphas who want to spread evil in their town will grow strong again and they will need Cleopatra's blood to keep their leader alive, but Van will not let this happen because Cleopatra is just for Van, no one can approach the woman he loves the most.

"Legend has it there is always a reason why souls meet. Maybe they found each other for reasons that weren't so different after all. They were two souls searching and found a home lost in each other. When souls find comfort in one another, separation is not possible. The reasons they are brought together are no accident... Maybe she needed someone to show her how to live and he needed someone to show him how to love."
-N. R. Hart
From "Beauty and the Beast"

A deal was made...
One life in exchanged for many...
Now, seventeen years later, the Devil has come to collect on his favor...

Serenity Matthews was living her best life, surrounded by the people she loved most, until one day, everything went to Hell...Literally. Forced to spend the next six months of her life with the mysterious Zephyr on a dangerous mission to the Underworld, she learns that life isn't as black and white as it seems. Join Serenity on her treacherous journey of Love, Heartbreak, and the discovery of the millions of Grey areas inbetween.

In a world where art starves and blood sustains — what price would you pay just to survive?
Ivory Marwood has nothing left. Unpaid rent. Canvases nobody wants. A city that swallowed her whole without noticing.
Then the whispers find her.
Luné Devain. An underground auction where the wealthiest, darkest people bid on things that should never have a price tag.
She becomes one of them.
Marketed as a living artwork — a muse, a thing — Ivory stands beneath the lights while powerful men decide her worth.
One doesn't raise his paddle. He doesn't have to.
Bidder Number 24. Rage Lenoir.
A smile that feels like a warning. Eyes shifting from sapphire to amber. And something underneath older than wealth, older than power, older than anything she has a word for.
The last of something the supernatural world buried and prayed would never resurface. A vampire who was once a wolf. Two bloods. Two hungers. A predator even ancient councils refuse to name.
He just bought her.
The deal: three drops of blood a week. Every debt cleared. Every dream funded. A Blood Bound Contract sealed not in ink — but in crimson.
She should run. She signs instead.
Just business, she tells herself.
But nothing about Rage is simple. Not the amber burn when someone gets too close. Not the growl that sounds less like a threat and more like a claim.
In a world where immortality comes at the cost of humanity and love is the most dangerous indulgence of all — can a bond forged in blood, and sealed in something far more ancient, survive?
Or when the final drop falls, will the very agreement that brought them together be the thing that tears them apart?

She was supposed to survive University.

That was the plan. Get the scholarship. Keep her head down. Ignore the strange symbol she's drawn her entire life without knowing why. Pretend the nightmares, missing memories, and impossible feelings mean nothing.

Then one night at a club drenched in blood and silver lights, a monster looked at her like he already knew her.

And said: She's mine.

By morning, the world Lena thought she understood is gone. Vaelthorn University isn't a normal school. Creatures she thought belonged in myths walk the campus in daylight wearing expensive coats and dangerous smiles.

And Caelum Ashgrave, the terrifying man with mercury eyes, keeps appearing everywhere she turns. He says he needs her. He won't explain why.

The deeper Lena falls into Vaelthorn's hidden world, the more the questions multiply. Why does the pendant her mother gave her pulse like a warning? Why are her childhood symbols starting to mean something? Why does Caelum look at her like she's the answer to fifteen years of searching?

And who built the scholarship that brought her here in the first place?

He's been waiting eighteen years.

"Mother,"
I opened my eyes. Everything around me is a haze. I gazed at the candlelight. It was wobbling from side to side. I noticed a woman seated near me, but everything was fuzzy.
I heard a voice unexpectedly. It was a woman's voice, echoing in my ear.
She was singing a low-toned lullaby.
"Mother, is it you?"
I heard my name, "Maxilin, I am here."
"Mother," I said with a tremble in my voice. I have no idea what's wrong with me.
I reached out cautiously to touch her, but she was out of my reach.
"Where are you, mother?"
"Oh, my beloved, try to hold me, come here, "
"Mother," Maxilin tried to stand up, but he was too weak. Maxi narrowed his eyes in an effort to see her face clearly, but he couldn't because everything was fuzzy. A woman in a white outfit moved in front of his sight.
Maxi took a few steps forward while still gripping the chair. "Mother, don't leave," he murmured, dizzily.
As he said, he saw in his fuzzy vision that someone had opened the door. "Mother, please don't leave me," Maxilin pleaded.
He let go of the chair's hold and dashed behind her. "Mother, don't leave me. Wait." In his frail state, he shouted and followed her.
"Huf".
In the middle of his path, he stopped. "Mother, you've left me here alone,"
"Maxi," he heard the voice unexpectedly. Maxi glanced up and looked around. It's all clear now, but he's stuck in the midst of the woods. He gazed up at the sky. A giant moon was staring at him, and a horde of deadly, voracious creatures were roaring around him.
"Son," someone touched his shoulder, he looked back, saw a terrifying creature standing in front of him.
"Hello, dear."

Two rival families found themselves in a pickle whe two of their members fall in love.

Briar was trained to kill vampires, not become one.

As a feared vampire hunter, Briar believed monsters were simple: find them, destroy them, move on. That certainty shatters the night she is captured by the ancient vampire Alaric desperate to break a centuries old curse threatening the realm of Kaelindor because her blood is the only thing that can save them.

The ritual goes wrong.

Reborn through forbidden magic and bound to Alaric by an unbreakable bloodbond, Briar’s life now depends on his survival. As the curse breaks and Kaelindor is spared, a new conflict rises: the Moonstone, a relic older than vampires themselves, draws the attention of werewolves long thought weakened by its loss.
Caught between immortal politics, rising monsters, and an artifact powerful enough to awaken old enemies, she must navigate a world that sees her as both a weapon and a threat.

Bound by blood, haunted by her past, and evolving into something the supernatural world has never seen before, Briar must decide who she is now.

Hunter. Monster. Or something far more dangerous.

Chloe’s life is painfully ordinary. Overdue bills. A nightmare boss. Zero excitement. Everything changes the night she takes a wrong turn home… and sees a man get murdered. Now she has only one protector, and he is more terrifying than the killers chasing her: Dominic Moretti, a cold, calculating mafia king in the making, obscenely powerful and allergic to weakness.

His solution is brutal in its simplicity. Marry him. Play the role of his perfect wife. In return, she gets to stay alive.

I had one plan for the summer after my college classes ended. I needed a job since I recently lost mine and my apartment. I can’t stay with my brother forever. I need my space back, and I am sure he needs his, too.

But all that is about to change when my brother’s best friend Paxton comes to stay for the summer, and my plans go out of the window.

To the rest of the world, Paxton is a millionaire rockstar who is a bad boy who screws around and is always getting himself into trouble he shouldn’t be. To me, he is the guy who was always around until he left and forgot about me. My first crush. My first love when I was a teenager, even though I knew he would never be mine. Back then, he was a good guy with a huge heart and someone who would do anything for anyone. He had become a shadow of himself.

What I didn’t expect was that one summer would change everything. I didn’t expect Paxton to see me in a different light. I tell myself I am over him and have been for a long time, but things change when we begin to spend more time together. I see the old him coming through, the real him, the one I fell in love with all those years, but none of it matters because nothing can ever happen, no matter how close we become. My brother would kill him. We would never work. I am just an ordinary nerdy girl who loves to lose herself in the world of fiction. And someone like me should never be with someone like Paxton. I would never fit into his new world. He would never be around in mine.

My husband, Julian, tells me he's flying to Italy for a month, business trip.
I check the calendar and freeze. His birthday falls right in the middle of that month. Alone, in a country where he knows no one outside of work.
I tell Margaux, my mother-in-law. She doesn't hesitate.
"Then we go," she says. "We surprise him."
My brother Dante is the only family I have left. For years I've told the Whitfields he just runs some business in Italy. They don't know the rest, and they never will if I can help it.
The second we land, I call him, give him the hotel name.
"Got it," he says, distracted. "I've got things to handle first. I'll come see you after."
Margaux and I check out the hotel restaurant before Julian even knows we've landed. Dinner, and a look at how the family's investment is running.
Food's good. Service is fine. Then the bill comes.
I glance down at the bill.
Dinner for two: 180,000.
Market-price seafood surcharge: 45,000.
Imported wine corking fee: 20,000.
Private dining ambiance fee: 60,000.
A dozen more line items after that, none of them making any sense.
Numbers that don't make sense. Charges I don't recognize. Margaux and I trade a look.
"Get us the manager," I say. "Now."
A woman walks over, chin already tilted up.
"I am the manager," she says. "If you can't pay, what's the point of complaining?"
I almost laugh. What kind of place is my own family running here?
"I'll take this up with the owner myself," I say.
She smiles, slow and pleased. "My husband happens to own this restaurant."
My stomach drops.
This restaurant belongs to the Whitfields. Belongs to Julian.
Since when did my husband become someone else's?

My five-year-old daughter is being bullied at school, and the one behind it is the son of someone who claims to be the Luna. That means one thing: my Alpha mate has cheated on me. I am the daughter of the wealthiest Alpha, and after my mate bonded with me, he inherited my father’s Alpha title. Little did I know, I had been hiding my true identity as an Omega for years, only to end up in this tragic situation. Now, I’ve decided to stand up for my daughter and take revenge on that scumbag! It’s time to show these wolves who the real Luna is!

A slave, that’s what he called me, what they all called me, his property to do with whatever he wished, and by definition he was right. He owned me.

It began with my ancestors something along the lines of my great great great grandfather owing the stupid warlock a favour and not having the means of paying the conventional way. So, he did what anyone would I suppose, he sold his daughter to him, signed a contract that would give my master full control over her and all her children, then her children’s children and so on. Until me.

When I decided to run away, I met another Alpha who claimed me as Mate.

“Who did that to you?!” He growled deeply, causing me to jump and step back. Alpha scowled menacingly, his eyes skimming over my body in anger, stopping at my neck and wrists.

Why was he so angry?

I looked down at my body, at the old scars and new bruises that lined my petite form, the welts still present on my wrists from the silver chains. This is what happens when Balthazar takes a liking to you, he hurts you, torments you.

“I’m a slave.”

“A slave?” Blue eyes gasped in horror, some of the wolves around us whining.

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

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

All of a sudden there was a growl that ripped through the room and the band stopped playing and I heard something smash. Like it was a wooden chair or something.
Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason.
But I didn't know who he was. I was frozen in the spot and this man was just staring at us with pure hatred in his eyes. But then I realized that the hatred was for Mason. Not me.
"Mine." He demanded.

There are times in our lives when we have to make choices, choices that change the course of what was already expected.

Giovanna Rinaldi was taught throughout her life to be grateful to God and to accept the choices her family made for her life. When she finds herself trapped in a marriage with Lorenzo Bianchi, she is surprised at how feelings can arise and things finally fall into place.

But nothing lasts forever, she has always known that her family is full of secrets, but Giovanna has learned not to question anything for a while, but when some secrets come to light, nothing stops her, she longs for answers.

In the meantime, Lorenzo's past comes knocking, Giovanna's life declines and she realizes that she never knew her husband. That's when she finds a sincere friendship in Brian, an engineer at the RBC company, which may at some point develop into something more.

On a journey of learning and in Brian's company, Giovana can finally discover what True Love means.

Ares Collin
He's an architect who live his life the fullest. Money, fame, women.. everything he wants he always gets it. You can consider him as a lucky guy who always have everything in life but not true love. He tries to find true love but he gave that up since he's tired of finding the one.

Roseanne West
Romance novelist but never have any relationship and zero beliefs in love. She always shut herself from men and she always believe that she will die as a virgin. She even published all her novels not under her name because she never want people to recognize her.

On Roseanne's 25th birthday, she decided to get drunk until she's wasted. The next day, she ended up someone's bed meaning that she lost her V card unwillingly. She didn't cry or regret it, she just ignored it because there's no use of crying since it's only a one night stand. Being the cold heart she is, she just left without caring who she slept with or how did it happen or why did she even there. Before she can leave without any trace, the man who she slept with caught her right before she enters the lift and that's where her love story begins.

If hot and steamy adult action is your poison, then this bundle has what you are looking for! Whether your specific delinquency is interracial, cuckolding, or just a variety of explicit action we have you covered! Read a plethora of stories of cuckquean wives sharing their husbands and helplessly watching as they shoot their seed inside other women.

In a remote and isolated village, there exists a road known as the "Mysterious Road." The local residents avoid it like the plague, believing it to be fraught with terrifying paranormal occurrences. However, a renowned paranormal researcher named Sarah decides to unravel the enigma behind this road. Alongside her team, they venture into the village on a dark and ominous night.

As they begin their investigation of the road, they encounter eerie signs such as lurking shadows in the darkness, haunting sounds filling the air, and other paranormal phenomena. Their every attempt to uncover the truth only worsens the situation, and they realize they may have awakened something far more malevolent than they could have ever imagined.

In this harrowing journey, Sarah and her team must fight for their lives and unveil the secrets of the Mysterious Road before it's too late. Can they escape the road alive or will they be trapped forever in unimaginable horrors?

This novel combines elements of horror, psychological tension, and gripping uncertainty to create an adrenaline-pumping experience for readers.

The day I came home carrying the Royal Pack's highest honor, the one that names its strongest warrior, I pictured Irene's proud smile waiting for me, and Chase's arms wrapping around me.

Then I cross into Crescent Moon Pack territory and the smell hits me. Blood, thick enough to make me gag.

I claw through the scorched wreckage like something possessed, not even noticing my nails tearing, blood running down my fingers.

And then I find her. Irene, the one person who'd ever shown me real kindness, lying in the ash. Not breathing. Gone.

Three scents linger in the air, all of them familiar: Garrett. Ivy. And Chase.

I follow the scent to the lakeside lodge, and that's when I hear Chase, his voice dripping with that same gentle warmth I used to love. "Who cares about Irene, as long as you're happy."

Something in my head just snaps.

"Traitors don't get to live."

Tonight, they're all going to join Irene in death.

The anonymous post’s warning came true. I was trapped in an endless loop of death.
In my first life, I took on a high-risk surgery, only to be brutally stabbed by a grieving family member afterward. Thirteen fatal wounds left me bleeding out on the floor.
In my second life, I faked an injury to avoid the operation, only to be shoved down a steep flight of stairs, resulting in extreme head trauma and a snapped neck.
In my third life, I performed the surgery alone. My reward was a cold gunshot straight through the skull.
In my fourth life, I live-streamed the entire procedure. The surgery went flawlessly, yet my throat was still slit, and my skull was crushed by a heavy blunt object.
On my deathbed, I finally glimpsed the horrifying secret hidden within the patient...

My name is Arabella. I sold 20 years of my life to become a vampire’s attendant after my father’s death in order to help my family. I should have been scared of blood and fangs, but instead, I long for my master's touches.

What I didn't know was that my desire for him would bring me nothing but destruction.


“You taste delicious.” He licks his lips, pulling me closer to him.
The warmth of his skin against mine, and the soothing rhythm of his beating heart calms me a bit. I relax my shoulders and lie there with my head on his chest.
“Ara, I'm your master and it’s my responsibility to keep you safe, but I failed today.”
His words sound sincere, and I really wish I could believe him.
But all vampires are monsters.
He just happens to be the monster I wish I could trust.

My Vampire Master: A Contract of Blood and Lust is created by Angeline Hartwood, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"I, Leigh Troy, will never mark a low level Omega, especially those who try to use tricks," he said with complete disgust.
Abandoned by the Moon Goddess, betrayed by her boyfriend, and despised by the Alpha who marked her, things couldn't get worse for Iris.
After being betrayed by her lover who chose another as his mate, Iris unexpectedly enters heat. Her pheromones attract the dominant Alpha Leigh Troy, who marks her.
Leigh is convinced that Iris deliberately seduced him with her pheromones, so he despises her and swears never to accept such a conniving person as his mate.
This misunderstanding leads to constant conflict between them, yet also draws their hearts closer together.
With the arrival of Leigh's brother, Chad Troy, as a potential love rival, Leigh must choose whether to fight for Iris, who has been forsaken, or accept a high ranking Omega as his mate.

Veronica's whole world turns upside down when her parents are murdered. She becomes the Donna of her father's mafia. After many betrayals and heartache, she finds the love of a man. The man turns out to be the soon to be El Jefe of a Mexican drug cartel. Will their love work? Will their relationship just be the sex or will it be the real love she has always wanted?

Seventeen-year-old Elara Ward has spent her life being forgotten and shuffled between foster homes and small towns that never remembered her once she’s gone. But the dying town of Willowmere is different. The air hums with whispers, the lake no longer reflects the moon, and something ancient is stirring beneath the willows.

When Elara follows a strange light into the woods one blood-red night, she crosses the veil and a boundary between the human world and the Lumenwild, a realm of living moonlight and haunted shadows. There, she’s marked by an ancient power known as Moonfire, a symbol burned into her skin that pulses with the rhythm of the twin moons above.

Saved by four mysterious men who are named Cael, their golden-eyed Alpha; Kian, the lightning-tongued rogue; Auren, the silent watcher; and Nyx, the shadow who walks between worlds and Elara learns that her arrival has reignited a prophecy buried in legend. The Riftborn, creatures of bone and smoke, are returning, and the mark she bears is both a weapon and a curse.

In the heart of the Lumenwild’s glowing forest lies the Sanctum, a stronghold where wolves walk in light and the Moon’s will is law. There, Elara begins to uncover the truth, her crossing was no accident. The veil didn’t just let her in but it had called her home.

As the moons draw closer and the bond between Elara and the wolves deepens, she must choose whether to embrace the power that could heal a broken world… or unleash the one that could end it.

Because the Moon is awake again and she remembers her chosen.

I was accused by my beloved Alpha, Kael, of "spiritual mark plagiarism," and he even added the "soul-burning curse" to the blazing fire. He whispered, "This is all for our future."

Before I jumped off the cliff, I finally understood — this was all just to awaken my bloodline power.

After the fall, the blood moon cracked open, and black light enveloped me. To my shock, I was reborn seven days before the trial, with the Shadow Queen bloodline awakening within me.

Upon my return, I found Kael still making “spirit herb soup” for me every day. I secretly poured the soup into a flowerpot, and the flower instantly withered. The doubts in my heart grew clearer.

At the Moonlight Spring, I caught him and Lyra in an intimate moment. When I confronted him, Kael said, "I got close to her for you." He said it so casually, yet my heart was shattered like glass.

In this entangled web of love and betrayal, can I succeed in my revenge?

When their real daughter came home, my foster parents threw me out like trash.
But before I could even leave, my foster sister pinned a murder charge on me.
I watched the police rush toward me. Then I lifted my foster sister's arm—the one still marked with fresh needle punctures—and smiled at the crowd.
They had no idea who they were dealing with.
Beneath this unremarkable face, I am a once-in-a-century medical genius, a phantom hacker, an elite designer... Even if my birth family lived in the poorest slum in the city, I could give them a life beyond their wildest dreams.
But then, the cheerful jingle of an ice cream truck cut through the chaos.
And a fleet of Rolls-Royces pulled up behind it.
Turns out, my real family isn't poor at all. They might just be the richest people in the country.
Well then. The game just changed.

Ten years ago, my parents sent me to the military. After countless battles, I became the country's youngest marshal. When I returned from retirement, I discovered that my parents had been brutally murdered — their heads cut off and taken as trophies.
Overnight, I summoned all my forces. Anyone who dares to harm my family will pay with their lives.

I spent eighteen years as the West family’s “fake heiress.”

When their real daughter came back, they shoved me into a storage room, made me take the blame for her scandals, and even cursed me at Grandpa’s funeral for being ungrateful.

Then sixteen Maybachs arrived to take me home.

Only then did they learn the truth—I was the long-lost daughter of the wealthiest family in the world.

Now the Wests want forgiveness. Too bad. I want them ruined.

But the man who pinned me against a bathroom sink after I defused a bomb only smiled and whispered, “Would you rather your brother walk in and find you here with a strange man?”

Worse, his face was hidden in my grandfather’s secret keepsake.

So who is he really… and what did Grandpa die trying to hide?

Introduction: I spent 20 years cultivating alone in the forest. Returning home, I discovered my brother, who had cared for me since childhood, was missing. They said he died under the terms of the contract, an "accident." The Magic Guild made me wait in line for two months. I waited three days, only to be greeted by a wagon delivering potion ingredients to a murderer. Since your laws don't protect me—then I will be my own law. I will show you with my fists what a melee mage truly is.

He owns my mouth. My body. My fucking soul. But I never said he could have my heart. Eli’s been chained before and it damn near killed him. So when he’s caught running through Blackthorn pack lands by Ronan Vale, the savage Alpha of a ruthless pack, he's horrified when the brute marks and claims him. But Ronan doesn’t just bite. He binds. With ropes, with rules, with a voice that makes Eli's knees go weak and a touch that turns resistance into hunger. The bond between them is feral. And Eli hates how much he wants it, how much he wants Ronan, even when he has him spread out and shaking, marked and owned, begging to be filled so he’ll stop feeling empty. Eli swore no one would ever own him again. Then came the Alpha whose bond feels like a brand and a promise all at once. He hates how much he wants it. Ronan’s voice. Ronan’s hands. Ronan’s brutal, worshipful need. This isn’t love, it’s obsession. And Eli is afraid that he's starting to like it.

She wore black to her wedding.
He smiled when she defied him.
And together, they sealed a marriage in blood.

Lucia Moretti was meant to be a sacrifice, a bride bartered for peace. Dante Vitale was meant to be her cage, the ruthless Don feared across Italy.

But fire doesn’t bow to steel.
And when defiance meets obsession, vows become chains, and blood becomes the price of survival.

I took a submachine gun bullet for Mafia Don Vincenzo Lombardi. I drank poisoned wine for him and bore his heir. To the the entire syndicate, I was his loyal cleaner and lucky talisman.
But the moment he seized ultimate power, he brought her home—my "pure and fragile" adopted sister, Vanessa.
For her, Vincenzo shattered my knees, handed over my title as Donna, and turned my own son against me. He dismissed my broken heart, claiming I was being petty and that she was merely "joining the family."
Yet, the innocent Vanessa was a monster in disguise. She ruthlessly slit her own mother’s throat—the woman who raised me—and locked me in a sub-zero freezer.
When Vincenzo finally pried the heavy iron door open, there was no pity in his eyes. He only offered a cold command: crawl and beg his pregnant new Donna for forgiveness.
Wiping the bloody ice crystals from my lips, I looked at the man I had loved with my life, and rasped my final words: "Vincenzo... I'm dying."

"Sire, humans, northern border", a guard rushed into the throne room panting out,

"Father, should I take care of this?", his son asked, tired of sitting down in the castle all day,

"No, you stay here and make sure that your sister does not leave her room, she has seen enough of that human boy", he ordered, "How could she even claim to love him when his father tried to kill your mother?".


With almost twenty years gone, Alpha King Dwayne and Luna Queen Daphne had given birth to another child; a daughter, Desiree with the soul and spirit of her shrewd and merciless father.
She eventually finds love but what happens when her love is given to the wrong person of the wrong specie? Would the Luna Princess accept her father's wishes or would she allow an inevitable war to take place? Would the Alpha Prince and Luna Queen support her or go against her chase for her love?

●This is the book two of The Luna Queen.
●Mature Content.
●Womem are openly called bitches.
●Humans were extinct

Katy is a human, but there was something special about her. Her blood is the most alluring thing the vampire's had ever smelt, and just like that, Katy's normal miserable life was turned upside down when she got lost in a world filled with vampires and many vampires came after her for her blood, but neither of them was as dangerous as Domenic Darkshadow the prince of the Vampires. He protected her but not for the right reasons, Domenic wants her amazing blood all to himself, and maybe that's not all he would take from her.

He left without a word.

Now he’s back — holding a gun and calling himself my bodyguard.

Silas Raveen was my father’s deadliest weapon.

Cold. Precise. Untouchable.

I loved him anyway.

Three years ago, he disappeared the same night my mother was murdered.

Now I’m engaged to a man I don’t love, trapped in a family falling apart.

And Silas? He’s been assigned to protect me.

He won’t say why I’m being hunted.

He won’t talk about the past.

But every time we’re alone, the air cracks — with tension, with questions, with the kiss we never got to finish.

I hate him for leaving.

I hate him more for still making my heart race.

And I hate that I’m starting to trust him again.

Because if there’s one thing I know for sure…

The man who saved my life is the same man who destroyed it.

The night before our mating ceremony, my Alpha boyfriend was tangled up with my brother's fiancée.

He was my brother's ride-or-die companion, and the son-in-law our pack cherished most.

My brother was devastated by this betrayal and charged toward the border that very day, never to return.

Yet everyone kept urging me to forgive them.

His comrade pleaded: "Kael knows he messed up. For the sake of all these years of brotherhood, just give him another chance."

The Elder advised: "I know you're angry, but he's now our pack's Alpha. Making things too bitter won't be good for your future either. Elara, let it go."

Even the usually fair Council Chief was persuading me: "Elara, he's a war hero. It's not easy for a pack to cultivate an Alpha... some things... require considering the bigger picture."

I stopped arguing and simply knelt before my brother's grave for an entire night.

Then I submitted my severance application and moved to new territory with my parents, who had gone white-haired overnight.

Before leaving, Kael blocked my path with reddened eyes: "Elara, do you hate me this much? Won't you even give me a chance to atone?"

I looked at him calmly: "Your sin, like my brother's life, can never be repaid."

After that day, he continued rising through the pack ranks, earning honors, as if nothing had ever happened.

While our family stayed away for three whole years.

I thought I'd never have any connection with Kael again in this lifetime.

Until a recall order brought him back before me once more.

"Elara, long time no see."

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Stop.” She breathed against his lips. “Fondling me wasn’t a part of the ‘one kiss’ offer.” She grinned, leaning forward to press a fleeting kiss on his parted lips. A bold move even for her but the look in his eyes made it worth the shift in her priority.

The words to respond were sparse. He’d never had someone melt into his arms so willingly. Nor had a woman ever asked him to stop once the act was under way. He untangled himself from her and watched as she smoothed her hair and skirts, “Am I decent?” she had the gall to ask him.

“A misfortune to mine eyes.” He commented as a silence fell over them.

“It was a pleasure meeting your acquaintance.” Her eyes sparkled mischievously.

“A pity it must be cut short.” He teased, waiting for her to either sink into him or leave so that he may relieve himself.

“If you’ll excuse me,” Mendora had finally caught her breath, recalling Ginger would be on the lookout for her by now so that even if she wanted to stay, it was impossible, “I have been away for too long.”


Mendora Agnus Garrick, a young debutante prone to appallingly unusual notions had found herself doing that which she had sworn off...falling in love and with notorious rake Solaire Gidean Demaris, a man unlikely to consider the prospect of marriage or love.


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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

"She was mine first," Dimitri whispered, his voice deadly calm.
"And you stole her in the dark."


Dimitri and Alexei Volkov are twin brothers, mafia kings, bound by blood and loyalty. When one bleeds, both bleed. When one kills, both kill. Nothing has ever come between them.
Until her. Irina was Dimitri's maid, his peace in a world of violence. The only woman allowed close enough to touch him, to see the man beneath the monster. He fell for her quietly, deeply, and completely.
But one drunken night at a party, Alexei stumbled into his brother's darkened room. He wore Dimitri's robe. She thought he was Dimitri.
And in the shadows, a line was crossed that could never be uncrossed.
Now Irina carries the child of her master's brother! When Dimitri discovers her pregnancy, rage consumes him. When Alexei claims her as his own with a cruel smirk, something breaks between the brothers. The bond that made them invincible now threatens to destroy them both.
Two brothers. One woman. A baby that will crown one king and condemn the other. In the world of the Volkov mafia, betrayal is paid in blood. When this war is over, will any of them survive?

"Say another word and I'll bite your tongue off, you'll lose it."
He replied in a daring tone and my sense told me that he wasn't playing this time around.
I would rather endure the pain than to make sure that I lost any part of my body.
"I would prefer I die... Ah!" I screamed when his fangs sank into my neck drawing blood like it was a fountain gushing out.
I was stupefied but my hands couldn't move anymore.


Naomi： a human girl who had been a slave for many years of her life, and now had zero hope of escaping it after being trafficked.
Lucian： the vampire lord and leader of the Pure Bloods, and a very successful business man who is a Billionaire.
What happens when both of their worlds collide, after Lucian agrees to work with the government of the country to unveil the underworld?
This is a story of love, crime, and of course blood.

"Betrayal cuts the deepest when it comes from family. But what happens when fate ties you to a man more dangerous than your worst enemy?"

On the night of her 18th birthday, Tanya’s life shatters when she catches her boyfriend in bed with another woman. Drowning in sorrow, she drinks herself into oblivion—only to wake up beside a dangerously powerful stranger.

But the nightmare doesn’t end there. The woman in her boyfriend’s bed? Her own sister.

As Tanya fights to clear her name, she becomes entangled with Marco, a ruthless and cold Alpha with secrets as dark as his piercing blue eyes. Her betrayal was just the beginning, and the real danger is only starting.

Some bonds are meant to be broken. But others? They are fated by destiny itself.

Nora Ashveil had spent twenty-six years being exactly what her pack demanded: obedient, loyal, and completely devoted to werewolf law. She had never questioned the rules that governed her kind. She had never broken rank. She had never once allowed herself to look twice at a human.
Then she met Eli Carver.
He was warm where her world was cold, honest where her world was built on hierarchy and silence, and completely, dangerously unaware that the woman sitting across from him in a rain-soaked diner was the only reason three werewolves standing outside had not already torn him apart.
Nora broke every law she was raised to honor the night she chose him over her pack. What she did not know was that her protection of Eli had triggered something ancient sleeping deep inside her blood, a power so threatening to werewolf authority that the hunt for Eli was no longer about law.
It was about silencing Nora before she understood what she was.
Eli Carver fell in love with a beautiful woman. He had absolutely no idea he fell in love with a revolution.

“So impatient.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” she responds.
He needn’t be told twice. In a beat, Lorcan scoops her up in a motion too fast for the human eye to see. Hooking her legs around his waist, he carries her toward the bed while their lips wage war. He is already incredibly hard for her, his trousers becoming excruciatingly uncomfortable by the second as his patience hangs by a thread.
“This…” he says and tugs at the back of her dress, “…needs to come off.”
“Take it off,” Elle just about orders him, as if she is the queen and he the servant.
He growls at the command – not a threatening sound that dares her to order him around again, but rather a lusty sound as the authoritative tone in her voice makes his loins pulse.


Every hundred years, a new vampire king is crowned and hosts a kingdom-wide ball where he is to choose a mortal woman to sire an heir. It is enforced on each noble family to send one of their daughters to attend the ball.
After her father’s death, Elle became a maid to her cruel stepmother and stepsisters. But when word of the upcoming ball reaches the ears of the Clandestine family, Lady Clandestine forms a plan that will keep her daughters out of the clutches of the vampire king: send Elle in their place, disguised as a noble.
For what are the chances that the vampire king will choose her? And if he does, he will never know she is but a common maid. However, if he finds out…the punishment will be deadly.

"Tasha..."
She turned. He was right behind her and they stood so close that she could smell him. It was intoxicating. She hadn't realized how much she had loved the smell of him until having gone without it for so long.
"We can't be here for long, people will start to wonder-"
"You have no idea how much I missed you." He stepped even closer to her. "I thought about you every day. You're even more beautiful than I remember." He reached up and ran his hand through the hair that framed her face, her eyes closing involuntarily at his touch.
"Calder, you know we can't."
"I spent five years with nothing to keep me going through the hardest trials of my life but the thought of seeing you again," his hand touched her cheek. "holding you in my arms, kissing you." His thumb trailed across her lips and every fiber of her being felt like it would burst into flame. His eyes, like the ocean, looked into her soul, his body standing over her, so close she could feel the heat of him, and it made her yearn for more.
"Please, it's forbidden." Her voice was barely a whisper.
He looked at her for a moment, his eyes searching over her lips that were slightly open, her eyes that danced with flames of desire. "I don't care."


The young sorceress Astasha only wanted a simple life. Now, however, she finds herself in the service of the King as his Royal Fire Witch, and in love with the one true heir to the throne, his son, Calder. But their love is forbidden and when a demon threatens to destroy everything she holds dear, she must use the fire within to save the man she loves and his kingdom.

When mafia princess Isabella Romano wakes up with no memory in the arms of her family's greatest enemy, she doesn't know that Kieran Blackwood - the dangerous werewolf who kidnapped her - is the same boy she once saved from a bloody massacre. Now, as both the mafia and werewolf clans hunt them down, Isabella must choose between recovering her dangerous past or embracing a love that could destroy everything she's meant to protect. In a world where family loyalty means everything, some bonds are stronger than blood - and some loves are worth dying for.

She didn’t think. She didn’t care.
Mara shoved him against the cave wall, her fingers clawing at his torn shirt, ripping it away to reveal the hard planes of his chest, scarred and glistening with sweat.
His growl vibrated against her mouth as he spun her, pinning her beneath him on the cold stone floor.
His hands gripped her thighs, bruising in their intensity, as he drove his rock hard cock into her, their pace quickening, desperate, and needy until the world narrowed to the heat.
They lay there, breathless, the cave’s silence broken only by their ragged breathing.
But the desert night held its secrets, and somewhere beyond the cave, a faint, ominous hum stirred the air—a reminder that their fight was far from over.


Mara Kane—battle-hardened, relentless, and haunted by her brother’s mysterious death—hunts a monster. Her target is Silas Varkis, a centuries-old brooding vampire, hiding as a mechanic in the dying desert town.
Their first meeting is a brutal collision of steel and fang… until a blood cult crashes the fight, forcing hunter and hunted into a fragile truce.
Bound by danger and smoldering desire, Mara and Silas are thrust into a deadly game of cat and mouse with the Crimson Veil.
As they race across arid landscapes and through perilous secrets, their enemies multiply—and so do the stakes.
As the cult closes in and ancient evil awakens, Mara and Silas must face the darkness within and between them.
Love blooms where blood is spilled, and redemption comes at a brutal cost.