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

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

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

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

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.

After a devastating war that reshapes the surrounding kingdoms, Elora—wolf-shifter warrior of Nightwing—finds herself at the center of a conflict. When the malevolent warlocks unleash their Blightwolf army, Elora and Finn, the Alpha King of Nightwing’s youngest son, are thrust into brutal battles that leave their lands scarred and their people grieving. Amidst chaos, betrayal, and shifting alliances, Finn rises to leadership while Elora endures profound personal loss.
Hunted and isolated, Elora discovers unexpected allies. Elora and Finn are repeatedly forced into impossible choices between duty, protection, and survival. Even as Finn struggles to defend his pack and Elora from afar, the couple’s connection remains their strongest weapon.
Will their love be enough to heal Nightwing? If they can persevere, they hope to rebuild not just a kingdom—but a future shaped by resilience, love, and survival against impossible odds.

In 1932 Paris, "half-breed" is a slur, but "unprecedented" is a target.

Celeste Moreau spent eighteen years believing her biggest mystery was why her Fae father walked out on her. She lived a quiet life in the 6th arrondissement, watching her mother use "small magic" to keep the winter pipes from bursting. But at her mother’s wedding to a Fae aristocrat, Celeste doesn't just catch the bouquet—she shatters the ancient binding stones with a power that shouldn't exist.

Now, she’s being hauled off to L'Academie des Courants, a hidden academy in the Loire Valley for "containment". Her escort? Lucien Vael—her new stepbrother, a man so beautiful he’s a threat, and the only person in the room who didn't look surprised when she broke the world.

At the academy, everyone has a plan for her:

The Mentor: A professor whose kindness feels like a trap.

The Rival: A cousin who prefers institutional ruin over open hostility.

The Regent: A nameless power who has been waiting for a girl with Celeste's blood for a very long time.

Lucien calls her "sister" in front of the nobility, but he’s been watching her since before they were family. Celeste needs to find out what he knows before the people "invested" in her future decide she's too dangerous to have one.

The stones are already cracked. If Celeste can’t control the light in her veins, she’ll be the next thing to break.

Paris is burning. The Academy is waiting. Discover the secret of the 6th Arrondissement.

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."

Lilly Morgan had spent her life fighting a battle she couldn’t win. Living with her father was hell. He took every opportunity he could to remind her of how much he hated her.

Drake moon was a strong fearless alpha, But when Lilly fell into his arms he realized very quickly that she was the only thing in the world that could scare him.

But with that terror would come magnetic, passionate love. Love they hoped would survive through the pain of the past and the future! Amid a tragedy they are tested beyond their limits, a single moment would change them and the way they look at life forever.

But as the family expands ghosts from the past come back to haunt them, bringing with them new enemies that are much more deadly than anyone they have faced before.So they must come together with unlikely allies to save what is most precious to them.

But can they protect everyone or is that an unrealistic expectation?

Find out now in ‘The Blood Moon Saga’.

I died wearing his mark. A barren wife. A discarded toy. A fool who bled for a man who fucked my sister while I suffered the pain of being called infertile.

The day I caught my Alpha buried between her thighs—his fangs marking her where mine should’ve been. And when I uncovered a secret that could destroy him, they shot me dead.

But death didn’t stick.

The Moon Goddess sent me back—dripping with fury and vengeance—to the day he proposed. Back to when I should’ve laughed in his face and walked away.

This time? I’ll play the perfect Luna. Wear his ring. Moan his name. Let him fuck me raw, thinking I’m still his.

But every kiss is poison. Every sigh, a lie. Every time he cums inside me, I’ll pretend it’s him I’m coming for. While he’s lost in the heat of my body, I’ll smile—because his empire is already crumbling in my hands.

But my revenge doesn’t end with him. There’s the rival Alpha who’s always watched me with dark, possessive eyes. The one who wants to ruin my husband as much as I do.

So I’ll offer him a deal: Use me. Let me use you. Help me break him, and I’ll let you do much more. You can touch me. Claim me. Bite me where my husband’s mark once was.

I’ll ride him in the shadows, let him growl my name while we tear my husband’s world apart.

But here’s the truth, Alpha: You think I’m yours? Darling, I’m nobody’s.

And when the final strike comes—when my husband chokes on his own blood—I’ll be the one smiling down at him. Let him die loving me. Let him die hard.

Revenge so sweet, it’s filthy.

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.

A centuries-old curse threatens to devour Black Hollow, reigniting the blood feud between werewolves and vampires. Forced into an uneasy alliance, werewolf heir Lyra Thorn and exiled vampire prince Cassian Draven must unravel ancient secrets before darkness claims their world. As violence and magic spiral out of control, their forbidden bond may be the only hope for peace. Together, they risk their hearts and their lives to break the curse, but will love be enough when their pasts refuse to let go?

I heard a suppressed moan of ecstasy coming from my twin sister's room, but it was my husband’s voice growling her name.

My heart froze. I pushed the door open, and my world shattered. There, tangled in the sheets, was Sophia, my own sister, wrapped intimately in the arms of Nelson—the man I called my mate.

He looked at me with cold, indifferent eyes, not even bothering to cover his nakedness. “He loves me, Nora, not you,” Sophia sneered, her voice dripping with malice. “I saved him. I was supposed to be his Luna. You just stole him.”

I fell to my knees, clutching my stomach as a searing pain shot through me. “I, Nelson, Alpha of Red Moon Pack, reject you, Nora, as my mate.”

The bond snapped like a brittle thread. Weakness washed over me as blood began to flow down my legs, soaking my dress red. I was miscarrying… our child, the secret I had come to tell him. As darkness consumed me, I whispered one last prayer: “Moon Goddess, avenge me.”


Nora was the perfect Luna, but her mate, Alpha Nelson, rejected her for her own twin sister, Sophia, leaving her to die in agony along with their unborn child. But death was not the end. The Moon Goddess granted Nora a second chance at life—but with a cruel twist. Nora wakes up in the body of Becky Stone, the daughter of the rival pack's Alpha, who murdered her parents.

Now trapped in the body of her enemy and forced into an arranged marriage with the ruthless and terrifying Alpha Ethan, Nora must navigate a dangerous web of lies. She is no longer the weak wolf who died for love. She is out for blood. As she plots her revenge against Nelson and Sophia, she finds herself in a dangerous game of seduction with her new husband, Ethan. Will she destroy those who betrayed her? And can she resist the dark, possessive love of the Alpha she was forced to marry?

Cliff always felt his life was different from others. He was always locked up in a dark room with barely any light by his mother. He also can't eat the food that other people usually eat. Just smelling the food, he will be nauseous and vomit. Only blood can be his food. He was surprised because his skin would burn if exposed to sunlight. He doesn't understand life.

Once upon a time, Cliff went to the forbidden forest at his mother's request in a will. There, he met a man who claimed to be his father. Cliff could hardly believe it when he discovered he was a half-blood vampire because his father was a pure-blood vampire. At his father's invitation, he lives with his father's family, which is none other than a noble vampire family.

Cliff's suffering worsens because his new family does not recognize him. He is considered a family disgrace. His life gets more complicated when he falls in love with his brother's fiancé. However, a tragedy has changed Cliff's life. Now, his heart is full of hatred and revenge. He decides to become a vampire hunter. He was determined to eradicate all vampires under the Dawson Clan bloodline, even though, in the end, he had to kill his father, the leader of the Dawson Clan.

Follow the story of Cliff Dawson, a half-blood vampire who experiences all kinds of suffering and his ambition to destroy his clan.

Mira thought she had everything, a mate who completed her, a pack that accepted her, and a future bright with promise. But on the night of her Luna ceremony, her world shattered when she discovered her husband, Alpha Kade, tangled in the arms of her stepsister, Delilah.

For three years, Delilah had played the perfect sister, the loyal friend. But like the biblical temptress she was named after, she'd been weaving a trap all alongto steal Mira's mate, her position, and her life.

Broken and humiliated, Mira accepts the divorce Kade throws at her feet. She vanishes into the night, carrying a secret that could change everything. But the Moon Goddess has other plans. When Mira returns two years later, she's no longer the weak, trusting girl who left. She's powerful, dangerous, and has caught the attention of Zane the ruthless Alpha King who's never wanted a mate.

Now Kade realizes what he's lost, and he'll do anything to win her back. But Mira isn't interested in second chances. She wants revenge. And in a world where wolves play for keeps, she's about to show them all that a woman scorned is deadlier than any Alpha.

Some betrayals can't be forgiven. Some hearts can't be unbroken. And some wolves... should never be crossed.

WARNING🔞: A dark, sinful mafia and psychological thriller romance.

“Touch me again, Julian, and I’ll stop holding it all in.”
Seraphina’s voice trembled, shivers of raw need coursing through her veins.
Julian’s tone dropped low, rough and dangerous.
“Then stop holding it in, little heiress. You ran once- try it again, and I’ll chain you to my bed this time.”
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After her father’s sudden death, Seraphina’s inheritance was stolen by her stepsister, and she was cast out into the cold.
Five years later, she’s back from the brink to reclaim her empire.
But fate has bound her to Julian—the man she swore to escape. A crucial diary, the key to everything, is in his hands.
Worse yet, Julian is the man who shared her one reckless night five years ago, the father of her hidden genius child...Or was it his twin brother she fell for?
A revenge and love story, gambled on marriage, unfolds amidst family secrets and power struggles.
And what Julian demands? Her complete, unguarded sincerity.

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.

Twenty-one-year-old Iris Kane thought she was just another college student until gunmen stormed her campus. Now she's hiding in the last place the FBI would look—the mansion of Alessandro "Alex" Torrino, heir to Chicago's most dangerous crime family. At forty-two, Alex is everything she should fear: cold, ruthless, and powerful enough to make people disappear with a phone call. But when bullets start flying and enemies close in, the man twice her age becomes her only protection. What starts as a desperate lie for survival ignites into a passion that could destroy them both. Because Iris isn't just any girl seeking shelter—she's the secret daughter of FBI Director Robert Kane, the man who's been hunting Alex's family for twenty years. In a world where love is weakness and trust gets you killed, their forbidden romance is the deadliest secret of all.

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."

Lena Carrington and Alaric Winfield have been rivals since childhood, always competing with each other—from school to adulthood.

When Lena’s family faces a financial crisis and her fiancé of three years heartlessly dumps her, all her old friends turn a blind eye, leaving her to fend for herself.

One day, she runs into her ex-boyfriend, who’s with his new girlfriend, eager to watch her hit rock bottom. Frustrated and unwilling to give in, she then bumps into Alaric, her lifelong adversary.

"Beg me, and maybe I’ll help you," he says, arms crossed, watching her with amusement.

"I’d rather die than beg you. Keep dreaming."

But later, she turns back. “Fine, help me! Name your terms.”

He gives a slight smile, “Deal.”

One night, she accidentally kisses him, and soon, she starts to notice that something about Alaric is changing...

Asher couldn't believe his ears. It can't be; it's absolutely not possible. There has been absolutely nothing suspicious about his meeting Kiya; it had been purely coincidental.

He had walked into the coffee shop that random evening, and she had been the only one there to serve him. There was no way that was planned; it was not possible because how on earth would the NBI have known that he'd be going to the coffee shop? How would they have known he'd be interested in her even?

"Liar," he barked at Harry, who had a smug expression on his face. "And listen to me, Agent Harry or whatever your name is: the next time you call my girlfriend a slut, I will make you regret it. I'm done with this call."

Just as he was about to get up and end the video call, Harry's voice called out to him, "I'm sorry, okay?" He said, "I'm sorry I called her a slut, but I'm not lying. Her real name is Agent Akiyarah Thomas; she is just using the alias Kiya Cole. Everything was planned and orchestrated. Surely some things were coincidental, but it was mainly orchestrated."

Deception or love? Asher is torn.
When undercover agent Kiya infiltrates the world of billionaire Asher Smith, she is tasked with exposing the truth behind his mysteriously vanishing girlfriends

"Make me!"

Erin challenged, her eyes flashing with defiance.

Braden's gaze narrowed as he looked down at her, taking in her flushed cheeks and the way her breath came out in soft gasps. He realized he had her pinned beneath him on the bed, and he felt a surge of desire that he couldn't ignore.

Her soft and wet pants filled his eyes and the realization hit him then. With her legs wrapped around him and their lips so close, they both struggled to resist the intense attraction between them.

They had always been rivals, but now they were also caught up in a sensual game that threatened to consume them both.

Julius Stone, the powerful and wealthy chairman of the Stone empire, is desperate to find an heir to take over his business. When he realizes that his son is not up to the task, he turns to his grandson, Braden. However, Braden proves to be just as unsuitable, and Julius decides to take drastic measures.
He enlists Erin, the beautiful daughter of his maid, to compete with Braden for the inheritance. The rivalry between the two young heirs soon turns into a heated sexual tension that they struggle to resist.
As they grow into adults, Braden is consumed by his desire for Erin, despite his vow to put her in her place. Erin, too, is tempted by Braden, even as they continue to compete and challenge each other.
Will they give in to their passion, or will their rivalry keep them apart?

Lovers or Rivals?

"You lied to me! You betrayed me! I gave you my heart, and you toyed with it. Everything you asked for, I have given to you. But why?" I demanded, my voice breaking as tears streamed relentlessly down my cheeks.
"Betrayed you?" Sebastian asked. His indifference shattered me even more.
"Let's get it straight into this head of yours. You were weak from the start, and I had hoped you could be of use, but to my greatest disappointment, you turned out to be nothing. How do you intend that Sebastian? Alpha to the pack would end up with the likes of you as a mate and Luna?"


Evelyn once shared a secret relationship with Alpha Sebastian, dreaming of becoming his mate. But on the night of her coming-of-age ceremony, her failure to shift led to public humiliation and banishment from the Pack by Sebastian himself. To make matters worse, Sebastian announced Marie as his chosen mate, crushing Evelyn's trust and heart.
Exiled to the human world, Evelyn found solace in Edward, with whom she built a life and had a daughter, Linda. Yet Linda's frail health, tied to her wolf blood, revealed the harsh reality: Evelyn couldn't provide the life her daughter needed. Tragedy struck when Linda succumbed to illness, and Evelyn uncovered Edward's betrayal- he had pursued her for no more than a cruel bet.
Fueled by grief and anger, Evelyn rebuilt herself, becoming an investigative journalist who exposed society's darkest truths. Three years later, as a celebrated reporter, she receives an unexpected letter from Sebastian- a plea for her to return to the Pack.
Haunted by the past and faced with an uncertain future, will Evelyn risk everything to confront the man who destroyed her?

“ Ah ah ah yes. Godddd!” I yelled as I moved my waist according to his rhythm. My pitch went higher as he added another finger, making me wider for his thick cock.
I was wet for him and I was cumming.
“ Ah I'm cumming…fuck.” I moaned, he was taking me to the 9th heavens. He bent down, pulling his wet fingers coated with juice and fluids as it made a sound.
He was kissing my pussy, I let out an ecstatic shout, pushing my hips up and my pussy into his face his fangs gripping my pussy and biting it softly.
“ Mhmm..” He lapped on my pussy, with his rough and long tongue and I gasped..
I was panting roughly as I held my boobs in my hands, squeezing them roughly. I placed my hands on my abdomen but I just couldn't stop them from going down rubbing his furry gigantic head.


Amaarae doesn't know who the father is. Both men want her so they decide to fight for her, there's a war between the vampires and the werewolves. The best soldiers are selected and the war goes on for weeks without either side backing down instead it becomes more heated. It's also affecting their businesses in the human world, which they abandoned. Amaarae couldn't take the bloodshed anymore, she grew tired of it and devises a plan to change the course.

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.

The Wedding Variation plays the music of betrayal, the strange man's violation is like a nightmare, and the black hand of the table pushes her into the deep sea. Three years later, Evelyn Ross is reborn as a goddess of vengeance and joins forces with the mysterious Finn MacLeod to unravel the conspiracy of the past. Who set up this deadly deception? Who is the mastermind hiding in the dark? Each investigation makes the truth more confusing, and her relationship with Finn MacLeod will be full of suspense in this revenge journey to where?

Give me your throne and give me your woman."

Selene Marlowe always wanted to be a princess who lived a simple life. She wasn't expecting her heart become some battleground for a High kingdom at war.

She is torn between three royal brothers: the one who loved her first, the one who would protect her, and the one who would destroy everything in his way to have her. Therefore she has to make a choice between loyalty and desire, duty and destiny.

But when it comes to the matters of royalty, people and things are ruthless as they come and this love comes with a cost.

And the crown of Valenhart demands blood!

Turning into a tiny snake isn't quite the dream Hydra had on the night of her eighteenth birthday. So, with a failed morph, a Kin that doesn't want her and parents set to commit treason on her behalf the only thing she can think to do is get away from the life she's lived for the past eighteen years.

Only running away doesn't go as smoothly as she hoped it would, because it never does, and she finds herself among a unique clan, set to change the world she's knows it. Through meeting new friends, turning into who she's fated to be and possibly allowing love in again she learns who is worth protecting and who isn't as she confronts her past life in her present one.

Her future depends on choices made now, and while she knows tomorrow is important, it won't really matter if she forgets to live today...

I was his most obedient blood slave. When he needed strength, I offered my blood; when he was irritable, I endured his temper. Even when he held his new lover and prepared for their wedding, I stayed silent at his feet. He thought I was born to bow, never realizing the poison hidden deep in my veins—the poison meant to end him. And when he bit into my skin for the final time, what he drank wasn’t power but his own doom. As his bloodline collapsed before my eyes, he finally fell to his knees, trembling, begging me for mercy. I only looked at him and smiled. He never understood—I was never his plaything. I was merely waiting for the right moment to take my revenge.

I was four months pregnant when the truck hit my car.
I woke up on a gurney outside the OR, bleeding, half-conscious, thinking my husband was saving my life. Then I heard him through the door.
"The baby's gone. Her right hand is finished—her career's over either way. Just take her kidney now and put it in Mia."
My mother agreed. My father told him to switch my architectural draft to Mia's name before Friday.
Mia. The sister they'd raised for twenty years while I was missing. The sister whose body was failing. The sister my husband had apparently been in love with the whole time I was married to him.
I was supposed to die on that table. I wasn't supposed to hear anything.
But my phone was in my coat pocket, and the voice memo app had never stopped recording.
And now I had a choice to make.

I'm a figure skating prodigy from one of the wealthiest families in the country. I'm also an idiot.

I believed that if I was kind enough, people would be kind in return. So I sponsored Haley Dunning, a scholarship skater on our team, and treated her like my own little sister.

The day before the NCAA qualifier, she came up to me with a sports drink, said she wanted to help keep my energy up.

I drank it. Went down on the ice with a broken leg. Drug test came back positive for banned stimulants.

Overnight, I went from the queen of the rink to the face of a scandal no one could stop talking about.

Expelled from school. Torn apart on social media. Calloway Corporation's stock in freefall.

Haley stood in front of the cameras, tears in her eyes: "Piper just wanted to win so badly. I never thought she'd go this far..."

I fell into a depression. Couldn't sleep without medication.

Then one day, she showed up at my hospital room with my boyfriend, bearing "comfort": a cup of water and a few pills: "Piper, take your meds, okay? This is all my fault for being so stupid..."

Three minutes later, I'm coughing up blood, convulsing on the floor.

Right before I died, I caught the look on her face. That sweet, innocent face. A slow, vicious smile spreading across it.

She knocked over the pill bottle and started screaming: "I grabbed the wrong ones! I mixed up her antidepressants with some old person's heart meds! I'm so stupid!"

My boyfriend pulled her into his arms. Didn't even glance at me dying on the floor: "She meant well. Piper just had bad luck."

I was poisoned to death in that hospital room.

Then I opened my eyes, and it was the day before the qualifier.

Moonlight shined over the ancient altar as Kael spread her wide, his scarred body caging hers.

Lira’s thighs trembled against his hips, her slick heat already swollen and aching from hours of his relentless claiming, yet still greedy for more.

“Tell me to stop,” he growled, voice shredded with wolf, the thick head of his cock dragging through her soaked folds, teasing her entrance until she sobbed.

“I can’t—fuck—I won’t stop until you’re ruined for anyone else.”

She arched, nails carving red lines down his back. “Then ruin me.”

He slammed into her in one brutal thrust, stretching her virgin-tight walls until she screamed his name into the ruined temple. Every inch of him burned inside her.

“Feel that?” he snarled against her throat, pulling out only to drive deeper, harder, the wet slap of their bodies echoing off stone. “This cunt was made for me.

Twenty years they kept you locked away—now I’m going to fuck you so thoroughly you’ll feel me for days.”

Her legs locked around his waist, heels digging into his ass, urging him impossibly deeper.
“Kael—gods—please—”

They called her cursed, wolfless and broken. They were wrong.

For twenty years, Lira Ashborne has been locked beneath Darkfang fortress, she was fed scraps and forced into silence.

The scars that bind her wrists are proof of the pack's cruelty. But an ancient wolf stirs in her blood, carrying secrets that could save or destroy them all.

When Alpha Kael Thorn returns from eleven years of exile, ruthless and hungry for revenge. He marks her as his own, expecting the same broken girl who only knew how to bow. But the Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes.

When enemies attack and buried truths explode into light, they'll discover that some bonds are forged in blood.

Kael Noctravan is a monster born to lead.

An alpha.
A predator.
A weapon forged by the moon.

Cold, violent, and feared even by his own clan, he has never lost control… until he catches her scent.

Lyssara Velmora was supposed to be nothing more than human.
But the blood running through her veins belongs to a lineage that should have remained buried.

Now trapped among the Noctravan, surrounded by wolves who watch her like prey, Lyssara discovers there is something worse than monsters.

Their desire.

And no one is more dangerous than Kael.

With every touch, the bond between them grows stronger.
With every full moon, her body responds to the alpha she should hate.
And with every passing night, Kael comes closer to losing the last piece of humanity left inside him.

Because in the world of lycanthropes…
the blood bond is eternal.

And an alpha never gives back what he marks.

She was raised to stay pure.
He was born to crave her blood.

When Saera Yvaine Merriley is pulled through a mirror into the dark empire of vampires, her blood becomes the key to saving their dying prince.

But Kaizer Alaric Lancaster’s bite awakens something far more dangerous, a love that could destroy them both.

Fate brought them together. Blood bound them forever.

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?

“Please, Ash,” she begged, and it undid me. I sucked her clit slowly, while two fingers slid deep inside her. She clenched hard, already close. Bram groaned from above, one hand tangled in her hair as she took his cock into her mouth like she was born to do it.


THIS IS THE SECOND BOOK IN A SERIES. PLEASE FIND HUNTED HYBRID FIRST!

They saved her. But Raelith’s mark still lingers.

After being rescued from the Blood Goddess’s cage, Elowen is home. Surrounded by her mates and the growing kingdom they are building, she should feel safe. Instead, her nights are filled with dreams of a broken girl in chains. A stranger she doesn’t know, but whose pain feels carved into her very soul.

Raelith’s corruption still stains Elowen's spirit, whispering in the dark corners of her mind. And with every passing day, Raelith claws closer to unleashing an ancient chaos entity that could destroy not just Elowen, but every realm.

Together with her five fated mates, the dryads who have pledged their loyalty, and the gods themselves, Elowen must learn to fight back, not only against Raelith, but against the shadows gnawing inside her. Bonds must be strengthened. Magic must be mastered. Trust must be earned. Because this war will not be won by power alone.

It will take healing. Connection. Found family. And the kind of love that refuses to break.

As kingdoms collide and battle lines are drawn, Elowen will be forced to rise higher than ever before. She is the Moon Goddess’s chosen, the vessel of prophecy, the heart that can unite every fractured species. But if she falters, if Raelith succeeds, the world will fall to rot, ruin, and eternal blood.

The Goddess chose her.

Now the world needs her more than ever.

Anya Kozlov was never meant to matter. Youngest daughter of a once proud Bratva family, she was born to be dismissed and dominated. To be weak. To be broken. Told she would be safe in an arranged marriage to lawyer Marcus Webb, her last hope for security is stolen when she catches Marcus cheating with her sister, Elena. Elena, who has always had the power and respect Anya never did.

The night the jilted daughter gets her revenge with witnesses present, everyone she loves is destroyed. Elena's marriage implodes. Marcus's career is ruined. The Kozlov empire is burned to the ground. Blamed for the tragedy, Anya is tossed out with nothing and spends years struggling for the little scraps of freedom she can cobble together, working two jobs and sleeping in alleys, while every living part of her fights just to survive.

Until the night she decides to fight back.

When armed men walk into the art gallery where she's working and she refuses to give in, it catches the attention of the last person she expects. Viktor Petrov. Heir to one of the city's most violent Bratva dynasties. Ruthless and legendary at thirty-one, he's known as "the Devil" for good reason.
But when Viktor sees the quiet fire behind Anya's fierce stare and bloody bruises, he doesn't see weak. He sees an equal. The obsession that ignites between them is instant, volatile, and deadly.

Fueled by a dark love built in blood and violence, as Viktor drags Anya deeper into his world, she uncovers a truth her family kept from her for years: she was never meant to be weak. She was meant to be dangerous.

And now, she is his queen.

"I, Evyths Thorne, reject your claim as my mate, Alpha Ryker Rockwell. I would rather burn in hell than become your enslaved Luna!"

There, her rejection stood as an imprint on Alpha Ryker's reign, being rejected by an Omega.

..........
ARCANE DESIRES' Trilogy (book 1)

In a world where vampires and werewolves coexist under a fragile truce, Evthys “Eva” Thorne has already survived the worst her kind can offer.

Marked as an Omega and bound by fate to Alpha Ryker Rockwell, she does the unthinkable—she rejects him. Publicly. Brutally.

His response is merciless.

Tortured. Enslaved. Broken.

Until she is traded to the vampires as collateral in a desperate political bargain: in exchange for a wolfsbane antidote, the werewolves offer protection from the ever-growing threat of hunters in return, the antidote.

But the vampires do not receive a victim.

They receive a weapon.

Valerio D’Arcy Belmont—vampire prince, scholar of supernatural biology, and heir to a ruthless throne—discovers something impossible within her blood.

Evthys is immune to wolfsbane.

And worse, her blood responds to his.

As political tensions escalate and betrayal strikes the fragile truce, Valerio ascends to the throne under violent circumstances. War looms between species. Hunters close in. And an ancient prophecy surfaces, naming Evthys as the Moon’s Chosen—destined to decide the survival of her people.

But destiny never accounted for desire.

A Blood Bond between Vampire and Omega should not exist.

If completed, it could unite two enemies…

Or destroy them both.

In the end, Evthys must choose:

Her king.
Or her kind.

And some loves are powerful enough to start wars.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns.
Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner.
Her pack is erased from history.
Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears.
The Crimson Crescent.
The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings.
Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood.
Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill.
But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds.
As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice.
Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone.
It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

For seven years, Elara sacrificed her blood to her wolf family, only to be betrayed by her husband and own child for a fake savior and a handful of candy. She abandons all love, awakens her ancient vampire queen power, and delivers brutal, unforgiving karmic punishment to everyone who drained and deceived her. No forgiveness, only eternal solitude atop her blood-stained throne.

I die a miserable death in the dungeon, drained of three hundred years of pure blood. I owe it all to Elena and my ridiculously biased clan.

In my previous life, I am the Chief Executioner of the Night Abyss clan. During our hunt for the Alpha Wolf, she drops her weapon and throws herself into Lucas's arms, playing the helpless victim.

I take the beast's attack head-on and suffer severe injuries. The other knights just shield her, turning around to accuse me of being petty and jealous.

Prince Marcus blatantly favors his illegitimate daughter, Elena. He snatches my magic core, constantly puts me down, and even rips the core out of my loyal wolf familiar, Fenrir. In the end, he drains my blood dry just to feed her.

Now that I am reborn, I return to the exact night we hunt the high-tier Alpha Wolf.

My mate, Valerius, was struck by a soul-splitting curse from hunters, fracturing him into a dual personality.

The rabid persona is brutal and cold-blooded. His heart holds only his childhood sweetheart, and he casts me aside like worthless trash.

Yet, when lucid, he is my deeply devoted lover—the man who sees me as his absolute salvation.

But the man who deeply loves me is slipping away.

It culminated on the night of the hunter ambush.

I dragged my shattered leg, barely surviving a sea of fire. Yet, to comfort his startled childhood sweetheart, he turned his back and walked away.

In the moment he left, I finally let go.

Because the eyes that had just abandoned me for her... were the deep, dark gold of his lucid state.

Later, when I accepted a deal to erase all traces of my existence and give them their happy ending, he completely lost his mind...

I’m not supposed to be sleeping with my professor.

He's a mystery to me. He's controlling, demanding, and he has me wrapped around his little finger. Anything he wants, I'll give it to him. The hours we share together aren't about love. It's just sex. Hot, dirty, passionate sex. It was never supposed to be anything more than that.

Now I’m in over my head. He’s not who I thought he was...In fact...There’s more than one of him.

Let's see, this will be the 27th time I've had to pretend I've had an orgasm?
I'm not sure that anyone, aside from myself, will ever get me to cu.m again, not since him. Is this what sx is going to be like the rest of my life? If so, shoot me now.
I would like to believe that I could keep to myself rather than continue this hopeless journey, but here I am, hovering over Kyle's face in hopes I'm wrong and he has somehow figured out how to bring me the pleasure I so desperately seek.
Nope. Nothing but fcking licks to my thigh. Come on, Kyle. You're killing me.
Three years I've gone without the torment of my bullies, thinking I left them behind in high school. God, was I wrong. Blaze, Thorne, and Ryder never left, they only watched from the shadows...waiting.
They've re-entered my life in whirlwind of violence, and to stop them, I offered myself in exchange. Little did I know what I was getting myself into, now being held captive in their home. All this time I thought they hated me, but I'm learning that wasn't it at all. There's a fine line between love and hate and I'm certainly walking it.

"You can't desire me, Ethan. I'm not good for you."
"Are you denying the fire between us?" His voice was low, rough with restraint. "I want you, and you want me. Our wolves want each other. I may have hated your kind, but that won't stop me from claiming you right here and now. Strip."
Being half human was something Lyra could never fully accept. To make matters worse, her fated mate is none other than Ethan—the ruthless werewolf feared as a beast. Some say her blood is the only thing that can keep him in check. Others whisper that her existence could change the destiny of all hybrids like her.
Under the silver glow of the moon, desire and danger collide. When Ethan's fangs sink into her skin, their bond ignites a war neither of them could have imagined.
In a world divided by blood and power, love might be the most dangerous instinct of all.

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

His hand wrapped around my throat in claim, as he pinned me against the cold stone wall.
“You’re mine,” he growled, his breath hot against my lips. “Every breath and every heartbeat you take. Mine.”
But his nephew’s voice echoed in my mind: “You deserve better than a man who treats you like furniture.”
I never wanted this bond.
Alpha Zane forced me into a contract marriage—bear him an heir, then disappear. He made it clear I’m nothing more than a child-bearing vessel. A servant elevated to Luna only because the Moon Goddess cursed us both.
But his nephew, Kaius, sees me differently. He’s kind where Zane is cruel. Gentle where Zane is possessive. He offers me everything my mate hides from me: respect, partnership, freedom.
The problem? My body responds to Zane’s dominance even as my heart breaks from his coldness. And the more Kaius shows me what love could look like, the more dangerous this becomes.
Because Zane may not love me—but he’ll destroy anyone who tries to take what’s his.
Even his own family.
Torn between the mate who owns my soul and the man who sees it—which desire will damn me first?

The High Fae were facing extinction, their bloodlines withering away.

Valerius, the Prince of the Shadow Realm, was a terrifying force of nature—ruthless and utterly cold.

I am Ella, a mere human who accidentally fell into a Shadow Rift, a mortal girl with nothing but survival on my mind.

Left with no other choice, I snuck into this shadow prince's bed in the dead of night.

On the day he pierced my chest to take my heart-blood to save the Witch Princess, I faked my death and ran away—carrying his half-Fae babies in my belly.

Years later, I was busy preening the starry wings of my seven little miracles.

He found me, dropping to his knees, as pathetic and desperate as an abandoned hound.

"Ella... do you really not want me anymore?"

On the three hundredth day of my marriage to Gu Cheng, as usual, he fed me expensive pregnancy-preserving medicine.
He vowed to me with deep affection that as long as I safely gave birth to the Gu family's first grandson, this wild girl raised in an orphanage would finally become the respected Mrs. Gu.
I always believed this was his effort for our shared future, irrefutable proof of his deep love for me.
Until I accidentally overheard a secret conversation between him and his lawyer in the study.
"Though Wu Qian is low-born, she has a strong body. Using her as a pregnancy vessel guarantees a robust eldest grandson."
"After she gives birth, we'll fabricate a case of postpartum depression and send her to a psychiatric hospital. Keep the child, get rid of the mother. A foolproof deal, isn't it?"
At this point, the lawyer mentioned a name: Song Ya.
The moment he heard that name, Gu Cheng's voice immediately softened.
"Yaya has been pampered since childhood. How could I bear to let her suffer the ordeal of childbirth, which is half a step through death's door?"
In that instant, the marital dream I had poured everything into shattered into pieces.
I withdrew my hand, frozen mid-air, stroked my bulging pregnant belly, turned around, and dialed the pre-booked private clinic.
"Doctor, an abortion procedure. How soon can it be done?"

Tracy, a stunning and fearless girl who has been taught since childhood to carry out many missions.

Jayden, a ruthless, breath-seizing demigod with a captivating face and enormous power. In the underworld, he is known as the vampire lord, while in the human realm, he is known as the mafia lord. Vamps and mundanes both fear and admire him. No one dares to offend him and get away with it. Tracy then had the audacity to venture into his path.

Let us witness what happened when Jayden, the vicious mafia-vamp king, decided to deal with the adventurous girl in his own ruthless manner.

Zarelle Feymere—heiress to the most powerful werewolf dynasty in the world—made one mistake: she fell for an Alpha who saw her as nothing more than a rare blood bag.
For three years, she endured the humiliation of a loveless mating, her veins tapped like a commodity to sustain the woman Calden Ashmoor truly loved, Thessaly. His fated mate, who rejected him to marry his brother.
When a web of lies and betrayal is uncovered, Zarelle does the unthinkable: she walks away.
Now, stripped of her disguise as a docile omega, the true daughter of the Missatian Pack returns to claim her birthright—and her revenge.
Calden always thought he’d married a nobody.
He never expected his discarded mate to come back as a queen.