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" Let go, Mercedes. Give me control!" The voice came again.
" W-who a-are y-you," she stammered weakly and helplessly. " I am Reyna, your wolf!"
" You are in the process of your first transformation into a wolf. It's going to be more painful than the pain you are in now if you become stubborn and don't let me help you."
Mercedes Underwood grew up with abusive parents and a miserable childhood. When she turned eighteen, her parents tried to sell her to dangerous people to pay off their debts. It didn’t surprise her—they’d never shown her love or loyalty—but what did shock her was waking up the next morning naked, surrounded by blood-splattered walls and four people torn to pieces. Life had gone from bad to bloody worse. It was like waking up inside a horror movie. Terrified and confused, Mercedes couldn’t make sense of what had happened. All she knew was that she needed to grab what she could and run.
Felix Ransom, Alpha of the White Claw Pack, rules with an iron fist, ensuring his pack’s safety and prosperity. Yet, something vital is missing—the gentle presence of a Luna. At twenty-five, Felix still hasn’t found the one chosen for him by the Moon Goddess—his fated mate. Each passing day without her makes his hope fade, to the point he wonders if she might already be dead. What he never imagined was that his mate would come to him... a human fugitive accused of murdering four people.
But was she truly human? The last white wolf has returned.

Mercedes Underwood is a lost girl. Lost from her world and herself. She grew up with abusive parents and had a really shitty childhood. Sometimes she believed that they were not her parents much less rassemblements between her and them. When she turned 18 years old, her parents attempt to sell her off to some bad people to pay off their debt. That did not come as a surprise that they would do such a thing and there was no love lost there. But what came as a surprise was when she woke up naked the next morning, walls splattered with blood and four people ripped to shreds. Life went from bad to bloody worse for Mercedes. It was like waking up in a horror scene. She was petrified and confused, nothing made sense but what did make sense was for her to pick up what she can and run.


Felix Ransom is the Alpha of the White Claw pack. He leads his pack with an iron fist and ensures everyone's safety and makes sure the pack thrives. But something is missing. The gentle touch of a Luna. Felix is already 25 years old and has not found the one the Moon Goddess chose for him. His other half and mate. Each day without the one for him made his hope of ever finding her wither away. At a point, he even thought that she might have died. It never occurred to him that his made would come right to him much less be a human who is a fugitive for murdering 4 people. Or was she a human being after all?

Mileena Holland is the daughter of the head warriors of her pack that is a royal pack of Lycans called “The Nightingale”.

When Mileena shifts at five, something had happened that never in a million anyone will think that will happen. She became a white Lycan. Throughout the years, some consider her a blessing, while others consider it to be an abomination. That she will get bullied by other children. Finally, her mother was fed up and left the pack taking Mileena with them, but something happen that shocked Mileena and her mother all together. Her father stayed behind. From there both women left the pack and became rouges. eventually, they found a pack to settle in, and everything got better till Rouge attacked killing some members including her mother. Will Mileena seek revenge, or will she finally become broken?

Maximilian Adenhart ruled over his coven for full five hundred years without any trifle stumbling on his feet. He's the greatest among the ruling class. Anyone who tells otherwise will perish under his gentle hands. For him, he lacks nothing in life. But his sister has a different opinion of him. That's why Max found himself having a 'vacation' inside the town of Little Maddison. Where he later on came to meet his fated mate, Dolly. A sweet, lovely rabbit shifter who's unfortunately living with another man.
It was never what Max had expected from the beginning.

My husband used my cottage to cheat on me. Fine. I found out, I drove three hours, and I walked into my own house to find his mistress wearing my dead grandmother's sweater.
She told me to leave.
He showed up, kissed her in front of me, then grabbed my arm and shoved me into the door frame.
That's when I had the asthma attack. He's known about my asthma for five years.
My inhaler rolled across the porch floor. His mistress picked it up, held it out, and told me to sign a statement saying I'd caused all of this. Then she'd give it back.
He looked at me on the ground and said: She's performing.
I'm sitting on the floor of my own grandmother's house, gasping, and my husband is telling the neighbors I'm acting.
Nobody thought to ask whose family manages every property on this coastline.

On the night of their third wedding anniversary, Ashley was ready to reveal a secret to her husband—
She was pregnant.

But moments after their passionate intimacy, her Alpha coldly delivered the blow—he wanted a divorce.
His fated mate had returned.

Stripped of her wolf spirit, abandoned by the pack, and carrying his child, Ashley was cast aside like a disposable Omega.
Just as she prepared to leave alone—

The boy she had once rejected had now risen as the most formidable Alpha King. The possessive hunger in his gaze sent shivers through her—did she dare face him? Was this vengeance, or something more? But did she even have a choice?

For Alejandro, a powerful CEO—rich, handsome, a shameless womanizer, and used to getting his way—it came as a shock that his new secretary refused to sleep with him when every other woman had fallen at his feet.

Maybe that was why none of them lasted more than two weeks. He got bored of them fast. But Valeria said no, and that only made him chase her harder, coming up with different strategies to get what he wanted—without giving up his fun with other women.

Without realizing it, Valeria became his right-hand woman, and he needed her for everything, like he couldn’t even breathe without her. Even so, he didn’t admit he loved her until she hit her limit and walked away.

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I was cheated on my wedding night when I witnessed my husband passionately making love to two blonde, blue-eyed women on our marriage bed.
However, I didn't cry or make a scene. I divorced him, became an independent woman focused on my career, and then met an excellent man.
Just when I achieved success and fame, my ex-husband got on his knees begging for my forgiveness.
I smiled. "Get lost."

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The day I was diagnosed with a terminal illness, my husband was still thrusting into me, emptying himself with a roar.
The moment he finished, I opened my mouth to tell him I had three months to live.
He cut me off.
'Lindsey's back. Let's get a divorce.'
My heart died in that instant.

Sophie McDermott's life in fast-paced San Francisco was already complicated as a single mother balancing the demands of work and raising her son, Dawson. Just when she believed her life couldn't get any more hectic, fate intervenes. Being employed by Polo Enterprise should be a dream come true, but Sophie is about to come face to face with the last person she ever expected- Alex Hernandez, her first and only love whom she has spent years trying to forget.

What will happen when these two get to work closely? Will he get a chance to find out Dawson is his son and will they find a way to overcome the damages of the past and finally claim the happiness they have always yearned for? Or will shadows of deceit and jealousy tear them apart once more?

Five years ago, they stripped me of my rank and stopped my retirement pay. Now, with the Imperial army at the gates, they kneel at my door, begging for my services. My daughter is wearing last year's shoes, her big toe practically sticking out. My wife is still refilling coffee at a fast-food restaurant at 3 a.m. The neighbors call me "that welfare-dependent guy" behind my back. I pulled my five-year-old dismissal order from under the bill and slipped it under the door. "You've got the wrong person."

After catching my girlfriend and my most hated nemesis in bed together, they ruthlessly pushed me down the stairs.

When I woke up again, the world had gone completely mad.

My girlfriend who betrayed me and my arrogant nemesis have both awakened "superpowers".

And I became a "useless" person without any special abilities, trampled under their feet.

But only my mutated eyes saw through the truth: it wasn't a gift of evolution at all, but a horrifying parasite crawling on their spines and sucking their brains! And my high and mighty nemesis was the swarm mother that was trying to devour all of humanity.

They laughed at me for being a worthless, honest man, unaware that my blood was a deadly poison capable of burning these monsters to ashes.

Then his voice broke through my line of thought. "To buttress what is on the contract, there will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits.

We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word.

I watch his mouth move, with arrogance evident in the way he talks. I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached.

"Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose.


Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?”

In my past life, I was cheated on.
My wife is having an affair with my fitness coach, and even our five-year-old daughter isn't my child.
I filed for divorce, and she left with nothing. I thought my life couldn't get any worse—but then the apocalypse came, and I was bitten to death by zombies.
In her last moments before she died, I saw her family of three nestled in her lover's secluded mountain cabin, with plenty of food and drink, passing away peacefully in their old age.
God gave me a second chance.
Back on the day we signed the divorce papers, I smiled and said to my ex-wife, "You can have the villa, but I want Julian's dilapidated cabin."

“ I can smell your arousal Freckles. When did you become this dripping wet, huh? Was it before or after I kissed you? Maybe during? You want this don't you?”

My lips parted as I quivered. My hips swayed against his hand, pressing into his touch with a sensual rhythm

His fingers pushed my panties to the side and glided against my folds.

I mumbled. I wanted to push him away. This isn't the reason I came back. I hate him or so I thought but still, I shut my eyes as he slammed his lips against mine.
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Ashley Carrington thought she had found her forever when she married Kyle Blackwood. But forever shattered the day she caught him cheating. His betrayal cut deep, but it was the devastating loss of their unborn child that broke her completely. Struggling to breathe under the weight of grief and heartbreak, Ashley signed the divorce papers, determined to leave her old life—and Kyle—behind.
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Two years later, Ashley returns to New York, summoned by the joy of her best friend Violet’s new chapter as a mother. What was meant to be a short visit turns into something much more when she unexpectedly crosses paths with Kyle Blackwood, the ex-husband she thought she’d never see again.

Kyle is no longer the man she walked away from. Time has changed him—softened some edges, sharpened others—and seeing him stirs emotions Ashley thought she had buried. But Kyle has his own regrets, and he’s determined to prove that love deserves a second chance.

As Ashley wrestles with her past and contemplates her future, will she take the leap and restart the life she left behind? Or will the wounds of yesterday keep her from embracing the possibility of forever?

The day I walked into SilverRidge Academy, everyone was staring. At first I thought it was because I was the new girl. New school, new halls, new people whispering behind lockers. I told myself it was normal. Transfers always draw attention.
What I didn’t know was that two of the most powerful boys in school were already watching me.

Talon Blackwell and Nico Thompson Heirs. Untouchable. The kind of guys who treat SilverRidge like it belongs to them and to them, I wasn’t a new student. I was a bet. Two months, that’s how long they gave themselves to see who could win me first.

They watched my every move. The classes I took. The friends I made. The tutoring sessions after school. Every laugh, every conversation, every moment like I was some kind of challenge to conquer .To them, it was just another game, something to laugh about with their friends while they measured my reactions and suddenly every joke felt like a lie. Every look felt like manipulation. Every moment I thought was real became part of their game.

They thought I didn’t know, but the day I found out about the bet was the day everything changed. Because if And if Talon Vale and Nico Devereaux wanted to turn my life at SilverRidge Academy into a competition… Fine, I’d play along, but they were about to learn something very important. I might be the girl they bet on, but I’m not the girl who loses.

Eight college friends venture into the remote woods of Hollow Creek for one last trip before graduation—but the forest has been waiting for them. What begins as laughter and nostalgia turns into a nightmare of blood, guilt, and madness when an ancient entity awakens beneath the cabin.

One by one, the friends are hunted, their darkest secrets brutally exposed, their bodies shredded and remade into something unrecognizable. For Mara Hale, whose twin brother Ethan vanished in these same woods five years ago, survival means facing the terrible truth buried in her past—and confronting the monster that now wears her brother's face. Because Hollow Creek doesn't just kill. It remembers. It confesses. And it never, ever lets go.

For ten years, Lyra has been hopelessly in love with Kael, the powerful Northern Alpha. She endured ridicule in her pursuit, and even as Fated Mates, Kael never acknowledged her Luna identity. Before dying, she finally realized the cruel truth — Kael never loved her — and passed away alone on the bed where they were married.
Fortunately, the Moon Goddess gave her a second chance.
Reborn at seventeen, Lyra vows to live for herself and keep her distance. Kael panics at her withdrawal, unable to bear seeing her draw close to other Alphas. He believes the seemingly weak, Wolfless Lyra cannot escape his grasp, but she hides a true Alpha identity. Beneath their love, a far greater conspiracy quietly lurks.

Astrielle Vayne has always been an ordinary girl. She has no parents or sibling and she grew up in foster homes all her life.

She has never experienced any form of magic all her life until her seventeenth birthday when everything changes. She receives a mysterious scholarship letter to Lunargrove Academy. The most prestigious academy for students with magical powers. She runs away from the foster home and finds the academy on her own.

She is confused but decides to go anyway to satisfy her curiosity. Little does she know that her life is about to change drastically..

She arrives at the school and manages to make everybody notice her and she also makes enemies on her first day.
She contemplates leaving but there is nowhere for her to go.

The longer she stays, she discovers that she might not be as ordinary as she thought.
And there might be force hidden with her that might cause chaos or bring a unity that no one expected
And she might have made a mistake by accepting the invitation

He was dragged onto a debate stage as a replacement.

He could barely order lunch without apologizing to the cashier.

Then he took one wrong sip from the bottle in his bag, stood up in front of six hundred people, and made the national champion forget how to answer.

All Kimberly Callahan wanted was one unforgettable night with the boy she secretly adored—Jason Travolta. What she never expected, however… was to kiss his twin brother. 

A stolen moment behind a mask. A forbidden kiss that tasted too perfect to regret—until a scandalous photo spread across campus, making headlines among the crowd. Now Kimberly finds herself trapped in a fake relationship with Jett Travolta, the twin she was never supposed to touch.

To make matters worse, her mother has just married their father.

Living under the same roof as the Travolta twins was never a part of her plan. Loving one and loathing the other should’ve been easy—until the blurred lines turned into a dangerous spark. 

One kiss changed everything.

Now, she was trapped between two brothers and every step she took brought them closer to dangerous attraction and affections.

But the real question is:

Was it ever truly a mistake… or fate in disguise?

"Before we start, I put a sleeping pill in the wife's milk,No matter how loud we get tonight, she won't wake up."

The mistress whispered with a cruel smile.

Nora Hearst lay hidden beneath the bed, listening to the ragged breathing of her husband and her so-called best friend on their marital bed.

They even found her wheelchair too much of an obstacle, casually dragging her fragile body onto the freezing floor.

The man who had pursued her for four years

a man who once claimed he would die for her——was now whispering to that woman:

"Nora can't satisfy me, but you... you're wild enough."

Her hand tightened around the voice recorder hidden in her sleeve.

Memories flooded back: the car accident where she sacrificed her legs to save his life, and the precious surprise growing inside her womb that he had been so eagerly awaiting.

Kennedy Frederick , she vowed silently, in sixty-six days, I will make you kneel and listen to every second of this recording.

I will destroy you at the very moment you think your life is perfect.

I thought marrying the Alpha would finally give me a place in the pack.
I was wrong.
On the night we were bound, he rejected me. Not in private. Not with mercy. He tore the mate bond apart before the entire pack and accused me of carrying another man’s child. I was stripped of my title, cast out, and left to survive alone while pregnant with the very heir he denied.
I should have died in those woods.
Instead, I was found by something far more dangerous than an Alpha.
The Direwolf Alpha is feared by every pack. Exiled. Scarred. Ruthless. He does not follow pack law or bow to fate. When he looks at me, he does not see a weak, wolf-less woman or a burdened womb.
He sees something worth claiming.
As my body changes, so does everything I believed about myself. The wolf I was told I did not have begins to stir, and the child I carry draws whispers of prophecy and power. The pack that rejected me wants me back. The mate who humiliated me suddenly remembers my name.
But the Direwolf who claimed me has no intention of giving me up.
I was rejected while pregnant.
Now I must decide who I will become and which bond I will choose.

When they shoved me into the flames, I fought through the blinding pain to call my brother, Ethan Bennett. Fire licked at my skin, twisting my vision, but the call finally went through.

"What is it now?" He sounded distracted, like he was checking off a guest list.

"Ethan, please, help—" My voice was shattered, choked by the searing heat.

"Can't you just give it a rest for one single day?" he snapped, cutting me off. "Selina and I are getting married this weekend. If you pull another stunt, I swear I'll—"

The call died right as the flames swallowed me whole.

Agony consumed every nerve before my eyes closed for good, his unfinished threat still echoing in my ears.

But the good news is, Ethan... you don't have to swear anymore. Because I was dead.

On my birthday, I was dragged up to the attic and assaulted by several men.
I called my parents, brother, and boyfriend for help, but they all thought I was seeking attention and ruining my sister Sophie's celebration.
"Mia, stop it. We're busy preparing for Sophie's party. If you want attention, find another way."
This was the hundredth time they'd let me down.
But there won't be a hundred and first.
Because I'm already dead.

★I am a white wolf, the only one; created by the Moon Goddess herself★

"I don't want you to mark me," I said quickly.
"Why?" he asked me, his tone seemed calm but I knew he was far from it.
"I have a commitment towards my pack," I told him, hoping he'll understand but to my astonishment, his eyes were dark now and he held his palms in a tight fists.
"You are my mate Templar, you belong to my pack," he said in a condescending tone. My blood boiled at the tone he was using with me. Nobody talks to me like that. Nobody.
"Do not use that tone with me, Everett. You are not my Alpha, I respond" none, I was about to say, but had to bite my tongue to change that.
I was not ready to tell him that I'm the sole White Shifter, not ready to tell him I'm The Alpha of my pack. So I lied, again.


Templar's parents died when she was only five years old. Then she and her brother and sister were adopted by her aunt. At the age of 13, she should have shifted, but something was wrong with her, and she failed.

Couldn't stand the bullying and laughing, Templar left her pack. She met two sisters January and June who also left their pack, the three became good friends and built an “awesome threesome” pack.

But it's not easy for anyone to run away from her past. January was caught by her Alpha. Templar felt pain and self-blame. She was unable to save January until June committed suicide in front of her. She felt as if some kind of seal had been broken in her mind. She finally could feel her wolf.

Templar shifted into A WHITE WOLF!
Her eyes are burning with the flames of revenge.
She wants all her enemies to die!

I never thought my best friend would become the source of my deepest pain.

When Alpha Mason Grey found his true mate, everything changed. One moment, I was the girl he promised forever to. The next, I was invisible—replaced by Luna Stella, a woman as beautiful as fresh snow and twice as cold.

She makes my life miserable when no one's watching. The humiliation, the cruelty, the constant reminders that I don't belong—I endure it all in silence. Because speaking up means losing everything: my home, my pack, my family.

But when Mason banishes me without a second thought, I discover something that changes everything. I'm carrying his child—a secret he'll never know.

He took my heart, my dignity, and my place in the pack. But this baby? This is mine. And I'll protect it with everything I have, even if it means starting over alone.

Little does Mason know, the girl he threw away is stronger than he ever imagined. And one day, he'll realize exactly what he lost.

"As a teenager, Lalita will be sent to Hallelau for more rigorous training before returning to the Eclipse Pack,"

"The safest place is the Silver Moon Pack. It is in place in the middle of the four big packs. Blue Moon Pack to the south, White Moon Pack to the north, Blood Moon Pack to the west, and of course, Eclipse Pack to the east, with enough forest and meadow breaks wide enough. The warrior abilities of the Silver Moon Pack are also not to be doubted," Alpha Sentinel explained as he opened the map.

Lalita is a formidable werewolf gifted with a white wolf that will save the world from destruction. A heavy burden she must carry alone.

But Lalita is not alone. Vampires and wizards, who are her best friends, take part in the fight. So is her childhood friend. And will Lalita accept her cold and heartless companion?

While others seek survival, I engage in flirtation

This was the thirteenth time I'd tried to earn their love—and my last.
For months, I'd worked myself to exhaustion, five months pregnant, hand-sewing thousands of pearls onto what I'd hoped would become the dress of my dreams.
But moments before the ceremony, my fiancé and his family burst into the bridal suite and tore it off me. They gave it to her—the girl they'd raised, the one they'd always loved more.
They stole my wedding. They stole my groom. And when I collapsed, bleeding, they made sure the ambulance took her instead—all because she'd fainted from the drama.
Watching those sirens fade, I finally understood: I was never the daughter they wanted to save.

While I bled to death locked in a storage room, my fiancé Adrian was holding my sister's hand, comforting her.

He hung up on my final call for help, leaving only a voicemail: "If anything happens to Lena, the engagement is off."

My sister once said her birthday wish had always been for me to disappear.

That night, her wish came true early.

But my soul never left.

I watched everyone gather around her, singing happy birthday.

As she blew out the candles, I whispered in her ear:

"Enjoy it while it lasts. This will be your last birthday."

I gave five years to my husband's ambition—and got betrayal in return.

Forty-three days without a break on the Imperial City project. I collapsed from exhaustion and woke up in the hospital. He never picked up the phone.

He was too busy celebrating his mistress's birthday.

The blonde hair wrapped around his jacket was like a slap to the face. I'd cut my own hair short years ago because he said long hair wasn't "professional." He just meant it wasn't professional on me.

He promised we'd move to Imperial City together once he succeeded. But he was always too busy—except when it came to touring my project sites with her.

I'd had enough.

I froze the accounts. Pulled the funding. Took back everything I'd built.

He tried to push me out of my own position, so I reclaimed the patents and withdrew my support.

He called a press conference to save face. I attended—as an executive at his largest competitor.

I watched him crumble.

For five years, I held him up. And for five years, he treated me like something disposable.

He forgot that the empire he thought he built was never his.

It was always mine.

"Evelyn Drake, are you truly set on joining the FBI as an undercover agent?"
The senior officer Garrett stared intently at the elegantly dressed woman before him, his gaze laced with inquiry and faint doubt.
It was his occupational habit, even a special knack, to categorize everyone he met into distinct social ranks—and he was exceptionally good at it, never once misjudging anyone.
In his eyes, Evelyn Drake, with her flawless makeup and platinum-blonde hair all the way down to the roots, was far from cut out to be an agent.
He had seen countless such pampered wealthy wives throwing petty tantrums. Most would make a scene at the front desk, only to be coaxed home meekly by their rich husbands soon after.
If such a delicate lady were admitted into the FBI, he suspected even the Kevlar bulletproof vest alone would chafe her soft skin raw.
Lost in these thoughts, Garrett let out a disdainful chuckle, his tone brimming with scorn. "Are you really sure? You'd give up your lavish lifestyle to become an FBI agent?"
Sensing his contempt, Evelyn took off her expensive wristwatch and slipped it into her handbag, then nodded firmly at him. "I am absolutely certain."

"You were meant to be my death. Instead, you've become my damnation."
Aria Thornwell has spent three years as a healer in her town, attempting to forget the night her former fiancé publically humiliated her by selecting her affluent stepsister instead—taking Aria's family fortune with him. Now, she lives quietly, utilizing her skill to aid the underprivileged while her stepfamily flaunts their stolen fortune.

But on the winter solstice, everything changes. She's chosen as the ceremonial bride for the vampires' holy Winter Feast—a "honor" that guarantees death at daybreak following the Christmas Eve rite. Dragged to the Crimson Vale with five other human tributes, Aria is prepared to meet her fate with dignity.

Until she meets him.

Lord Sebastian Thorne, the ancient vampire who has presided over the Winter Feast for eight centuries, is meant to drain her at dawn following the binding ritual. It's tradition. It's law. It's survival—the ceremonial blood maintains the vampire realm for another year.

But as Sebastian's lips brush her throat in the ceremonial hall, something unbelievable happens. Her blood doesn't simply sustain him—it wakes something in him that's been dead for generations. And in a move that shocks the whole vampire court, he refuses to complete the rite.
"This one is mine," he proclaims, his old strength sweeping the hall. "Anyone who touches her answers to me."

Trapped in the Obsidian Palace as Sebastian's "protected bride," Aria discovers three frightening truths: Sebastian isn't protecting her out of mercy—he's dying from an ancient curse, and her blood is the only thing keeping him alive past Christmas; the vampire court will do anything to kill her and reinstate the ritual; and her "ordinary" healer's gift is actually a rare and dangerous power that vampire nobility has been hunting for generations.

"Sister, I'm pregnant with your husband's baby."

When the fake heiress, Chloe Mellon，slapped the pregnancy test onto my face, I finally saw the truth.

For ten years, she stole my identity, my family, and now—my husband.

They called me heartless when I refused to play the victim.

They called me cruel when I exposed their affair.

But as I walked out of that mansion, leaving the cheating CEO and his mistress behind,

I realized something:

The only thing I lost was the illusion of love.

The rest? I'll take it all back—starting with my birthright.

Goodbye, Tristan Getty. Enjoy your toxic love triangle. The real heiress is done playing.

My parents raised me for twenty-four years. Then they found out I wasn't their biological daughter.

Their real daughter came home. She'd only been back two years. That's all it took to erase twenty-four.

When kidnappers grabbed us, I used my body as a shield. They beat me until something inside me ruptured. I was dying from internal bleeding, but no one could tell.

My parents wouldn't even look at me. "This is your fault! None of this would've happened if it weren't for you!"

"Get downstairs and apologize to your sister. If you can't, pack your things and get out."

They threw her a party at a downtown hotel while I died alone in my room.

I thought they'd be relieved. Maybe even glad. I thought they'd just move on like I never existed.

But when they finally learned the truth, they fell apart.

In the shadow of duty, Alpha Logan shunned the notion of love, a luxury his burdened heart couldn't entertain. "Emotions are a weakness," he'd declare, his voice a fortress against the world. Yet, Aella's arrival, a spectral beauty with a haunted past, beckoned him to question his own edicts.

"Why do you resist?" her voice would dance through the twilight, challenging his resolve.

"It's loss I cannot bear," he'd answer, his words heavy with unspoken fear.

Their exchanges, laced with the melodrama of unbidden desire, hinted at the possibility of solace in togetherness. "Dare we dream?" she'd ask, her gaze an invitation to the unknown.

"Perhaps dreams are what we need," he'd concede, their hands brushing, a silent accord forming.

Their story—a testament to the pull of destiny and the power of choice—promised a love both threatening and sublime. "With you, I might dare," he'd whisper, their fate hanging in the balance of those words.

Being the first born of her parent’s Lilith never got that attention and love from her parents because they wanted boy and not a girl, and hence she was not respected in her school as well, despite being the Alpha blood, but it gets worse for her when at the age of sixteen her wolf appears but she couldn’t shift. Member of her pack assumed that she is a weak wolf and an insult for the pack, hence bullying starts for her because her own parents felt disgust from her. She did not lose the hope and waited impatiently for her mate, until one day the Alpha of Creek Star pack was invited to the dinner by her father and she found out that none other than Caleb Donovan is her mate but her heart breaks down when she finds out why he accepted her as his mate.

She married him to destroy his world.
He trusted her with his heart.
Forced into an arranged marriage to end a mafia war, Alessia Scarpetti plays the perfect crime princess—while secretly working undercover for the FBI. Liam O’Sullivan, heir to a ruthless Irish syndicate, believes their union is a necessary evil… until desire, loyalty, and shared scars blur the lines between enemy and ally.
But when Alessia’s mission threatens everything Liam has left to lose, love becomes the most dangerous lie of all.
When the truth comes out, will she choose justice—or the man she was sent to betray?

Chills ran down my spine as I watched the wolf fell to the ground, bleeding. Another loud growl of pain.

"That's the last of you, Cascata." The man said, looking at the wolf. He shoot again before escaping to the end of the dark alleyway.

Aunt Rita told me never believe werewolves. They were evil and nasty.

But I looked at the very hurtful wolf. I just couldn’t let someone die in front of me.


Running through the dim lit dark alley, again. I looked back cautiously. The brown beast of fury was chasing me. Growling away in the darkness, it was out to get me. I whimpered and turned away concentrating on my escape. I didn't want to die tonight.

"Run Veera!" Leo shouted, but then I saw him get stolen in shadows by a pair of black gloves.

It had been five long years, since I had seen those glowing eyes.

I hadn’t had this nightmare for a while. I dreamt about him after that night. I was chased, caught and kidnapped in the dreams but tonight, it felt so different.


"If you behave, I'll let you go."

Veera looked at her kidnapper and raised a brow. She wanted to cuss at him, but realised that was not going to be wise since he was an Alpha who she had saved from the brink of death five years ago. Plus, she was tied to the chair and her mouth had been tapped yet again since she freaked out and screamed at him like any normal victim in a thriller movie.

Please note, this is an edited version of AATD, the story and content will be same to the original one.

Mature read 18+

Alpha at the Door 2020 By RainHero21 ©

Swapped at Birth, Married by Fate

Born a princess but raised as a commoner, Celeste never knew she was heir to the throne. When a twist of fate forces her into an arranged marriage with the reckless and arrogant Prince Cassian, she braces for a loveless union. But as palace secrets unravel, Celeste discovers some shocking truths; she and the prince, Cassian were swapped at birth and he is also the father of her secret baby.

Bound by duty yet torn by betrayal, can love bloom amidst deception? Or will their entangled pasts destroy the fragile bond between them?

A tale of fate, love, and a royal secret that changes everything.

"Allard is a seasoned author, and her experience shows in both the lapidary prose and the sensitivity with which she treats class division. Overall, this is a delightful, often funny story that also serves as a gimlet-eyed study of class division and the possibility of its transcendence. An unpretentiously philosophical assessment of class and love."~Kirkus Reviews"While the primary story follows Daphne's journey of the heart in parallel with Edward's journey towards making his mark as a writer, a strong undercurrent of supporting plot lines ensure the story moves forward in a textured way, in a way that is a perfect marriage of mystery and clean, sweet, new adult romance.  The story is exquisitely written, providing context and clear imagery of Victorian-era lifestyles and perfectly balanced descriptions of England's countryside in a way that is as colorful as it is authentic. When It Rained at Hembry Castle is a charming, sweeping historical romance combined with an element of mystery. 5 stars." ~IndieReader A lush historical novel set in Victorian England, When It Rained at Hembry Castle is the story of an aristocratic family, secrets that dare not be told, and the wonder of falling in love.When the 8th Earl of Staton dies, his eldest son, the unreliable Richard, inherits the title and the family's home--Hembry Castle. The Earl's niece, the American-born Daphne, is intrigued by Edward Ellis, a rising author with a first-hand knowledge of Hembry Castle--from the servants' hall. Can Richard come to terms with his title before bringing ruin on his family? Will Edward and Daphne find their way to each other despite the obstacles of life at Hembry Castle?When It Rained at Hembry Castle is a page-turning, romantic novel with vivid characters and an engrossing story that will keep you guessing until the end.

“Shut up, boy," I ordered, my voice hoarse with desire. - Suck me. I'm dying to feel him in my mouth. Without hesitation, he knelt in front of me, his mouth opening in a perfect "o". The sensation of his warm, moist lips enveloping my member made me moan with pleasure. His movements were skillful, his tongue gliding masterfully, exploring every inch of my skin.
”Ah, boy... That's... that's too good," I murmured, my voice laced with pleasure.


Gabriel Dantas is tired of his life. Surviving as a call boy, he dreams of leaving everything behind and taking a job at the renowned company of Leonardo Cooper, the most powerful tycoon in Valmont. But until that opportunity arises, he continues to submit to empty nights and unknown clients - until one of them turns out to be none other than his future boss.

Unlike Gabriel, Leonardo doesn't see life as a battle for survival. He collects everything he wants, and when he meets Gabriel, he develops a dangerous obsession. When he discovers that the boy is selling his body, Leonardo decides that he needs to possess it completely, even if he has to hire him and bend him to his will.

In love with the game of power and control, Leonardo Cooper sees Gabriel as the perfect victim to mold and dominate. And when he finally hires him, Gabriel finds himself trapped in a psychological and seductive game, at the mercy of a man who is willing to do anything to break him and recreate him in his own image.

She came at midnight… and destroyed everything.
Sienna Blackwood had it all — a powerful empire, a loving husband, and the control she fought so hard to earn. Until she arrived. A fragile girl with haunted eyes and a story that didn’t quite add up.
Sienna welcomed her in. Protected her. Trusted her.
But trust can be fatal.
When secrets unravel and loyalties twist, Sienna finds herself broken, betrayed, and stripped of everything she built. As her world crumbles, a darker truth emerges — Midnight marked the beginning of the end.

Stella Moore only wanted Revenge.

Ten years ago, her family was murdered by King's corporation.
Forced into hiding, she and her aunt fled to another country, taking on new identities to escape their enemies. Now she's back– to make every one of them pay.

As the president's secretary, she can access the corporation's secrets. Step by step she gathers evidence to bring down King’s corporation. But there’s one problem in her way–the president–Liam Carson.
Handsome, charming, and kind, he stirs feelings she has never known. As the lines between love and revenge start to blur, Stella faces an impossible choice.

Will she carry on with her plans for revenge and throw away her chance at love? Or will she give it up for the man whose family destroyed hers? And when the truth of who she is finally comes out–will their love be enough?

A month before my boyfriend Samuel and I were supposed to get married, he asked me to let another woman wear my wedding dress and move into my house.

It all started three months ago when his "old friend" Dahlia returned from overseas, supposedly with less than a year to live. A week ago, Samuel told me that Dahlia's dying wish was to become a bride before she passed away, and he was the chosen groom.

I kept saying no. But he brought it up every single day, insisting he had to help Dahlia because she had helped him when his company was in crisis three years ago, and he needed to fulfill her wish.

I was furious.

But in the end, I gave up the house and left him.

I almost died on the operating table trying to give Alexander Volkov a child, unaware he already had a pair of illegitimate twins with his childhood sweetheart.
My heart stopped when I saw the DNA results. Alec, the man who made the New York underworld tremble, the man who flew back on a private jet just to hold my hand, was a flawless liar.
I turned my face away, tears soaking the hospital pillow. My hand drifted to my belly. God had finally decided to give me a break after five years of needles and agony—I was pregnant. But now, it felt like the cruelest joke.
He pulled me into his arms, smelling of expensive cologne and... baby formula.
"Tell me what's wrong, honey. Whoever made you unhappy, I'll make them pay."
I stared into his lying eyes and made my decision.
I would vanish with his unborn child, leaving him to rot in eternal regret.

I stayed in this city for Dorian, pushed my way into his company, and saved every penny for three years just so we could build a home together.
But an anonymous flash drive shoved a video of him cheating in our bed right into my face. The next day, a promotion announcement handed the position I’d bled for to the very woman who seduced him.
With my dignity crushed to dust, I had only one person left to rely on—my gentle, almost obsessively devoted stepbrother, Ambrose.
He promised to make those scumbags tear each other apart. He promised Dorian would crawl back to my feet like a dog.
He offered me a "secret recipe" with immediate results.
I expected a deeply satisfying revenge. I never imagined what that so-called recipe actually was...

She betrayed him. He destroyed her. And death may not be enough to separate them.

Eve Carter's testimony sent Sean Winters to prison for three years. When he emerged as Wall Street's most ruthless CEO, his vengeance was calculated and complete—seizing custody of the daughter she hid from him and watching her suffer with cold satisfaction.

What Sean doesn't know: Eve was forced to lie by her powerful mayor father. What Eve can't tell him: she's dying of terminal cancer with six months left to live.

Their daughter Grace, a bright-eyed six-year-old with a failing heart, builds fairy houses and whispers to her stuffed animals about the mommy and daddy who never smile together. Her innocent laughter masks the tragic legacy of two broken families.

When Eve takes a knife meant for Sean, his dismissive words cut deeper than the blade: "We're even now."

But nothing is even in a game rigged by fate.

After Eve chooses death over suffering, leaving behind a devastating confession, Sean's world shatters. A year later, still broken and raising their daughter alone, he glimpses honey-blonde hair in a crowd and hears that haunting laugh.

Is Eve defying death itself to reclaim what was stolen? Or will the truth destroy what remains of Sean's sanity when he discovers what really happened six years ago? Read now to find out!