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Three years ago, a private plane crash took my father, my mother, my brother Carter, and Grayson, the man I'd loved for seven years and was about to marry.

To hold onto everything they left behind, I cried until my eyes were raw, destroyed my stomach, and fought my way through boardrooms and Wall Street vultures.

On countless nights, I held their photographs and cried until I passed out.

What I never understood was why Willow, the foster sister we'd taken in, vanished without a trace after the crash.

Until today, three years later, when I drive back to the family estate with a diagnosis in my bag telling me I have three months to live.

I push open the heavy door and hear laughter. I see my family—the family that's supposed to be dead—gathered around Willow and her three-year-old son, singing happy birthday.

Turns out no one in this world ever loved me at all.

Why do they all get to live while I'm the only one who have to die?

I grew up being my father’s prisoner, didn’t know the outside world. Not in the way I wanted, I was tired of doing only your wishes and living only in my own home. What I most desire is to be free, to live and to love without limits.
And I did, as soon as I met him.
Jordan, it was different and at first glance it won me, it became my salvation, and my redemption. He was much more than I imagined, was the love of my life, but what we did not imagine, however, was that because of intrigues involving our families in the past, our love would be put to the test and thus, we would be separated without knowing for sure what fate reserved us.

Five years ago, Nia Morgan was supposed to die. She had seen something — something the billionaires at Westwood Global couldn’t afford to let her live with. Her own future father-in-law ordered the hit. Her fiancé never came looking.
But the thing about dead girls? Some of them don’t stay buried.
Now, she’s back. New face. New name. New mission. As Elise Ward, she slips quietly into the same empire that tried to erase her. Her heart’s not here for revenge — it’s here for the truth. But if revenge comes with it? She won’t say no.
The problem? Damien Westwood. The man who once held her heart — and unknowingly watched her die.
He’s darker now. Harder. Colder. And when he starts to dig into her past, it’s not just her cover that’s at risk… it’s everything.
Because the deeper she goes, the more bodies start to surface. And someone else knows she’s alive.
Someone who kills just to keep the past buried...

Calvin Dale is a poor student who was able to go to college because of a scholarship. He lives by relying on part-time work. The food from his part-time job was for him to eat that day too.

Wearing the same t-shirt for three days and the next three days wearing the same jacket. Many campus friends are reluctant to approach him because he looks very pathetic. Calvin becomes the target of bullying, the girls are reluctant to be friends with him. He didn't have any friends in college. It's just that they don't know that Calvin is the heir of a powerful man named Lincoln Stuard.

Lincoln was a wealthy billionaire who had no children. He once loved a woman but because of social status, they were separated by circumstances, and unbeknownst to Lincoln the woman was pregnant with a son.

Afraid that her son would get into trouble, Maria hid Calvin since he was little and took great pains to care for him alone. Living in a sad and deprived environment does not mean that Maria forgets about her child's education. The woman gave all her salary for education, enabling smart little Calvin to study and be accepted on campus with a scholarship because of his achievements.

Calvin's clever destiny makes him meet his father Lincoln. The conflict of internal crime and betrayal on Lincoln's part resulted in him finding out that Calvin was his son and the sole heir to his fortune.

Will Calvin and Maria return to Lincoln? Follow the next story in Billionaire Way (Calvin Dale)

Isabella Bennett lives in the shadow of a sister she could never compete with—until that sister, Nora, vanishes and Isabella is blamed for her death. Forced into a loveless marriage with Nora's grieving fiancé, Desmond Marson, Isabella endures a life of cold indifference and quiet suffering. To him, she's just a reflection of the woman he lost. To her family, she's a murderer. But when Nora suddenly returns alive, Isabella's nightmare takes a darker turn. Instead of clearing her name, Nora accuses her again—and everyone believes it. With love twisted into cruelty and truth buried beneath lies, Isabella must decide: will she stay silent and fall, or rise to uncover the secrets that destroyed her life? In a world where no one believes the villain, can the villain finally rewrite the story?

The night my sister, Quinn, got her registered nurse license was supposed to be Jude's big moment—down on one knee, proposing.
Instead, Garrett showed up. The same animal who assaulted Quinn in the redwood forest six years ago and drove our mother to her death in the ocean.
Her future mother-in-law took back the ring on the spot, and her fiancé trailed after her like a kicked puppy.
The entire town of Hawkins went from pity to disgust when they looked at us.
Seven days later, the deputy sheriff stood in my kitchen, staring at the twenty-second batch of bubbling meat sauce...

She only agreed to one fake date to help her brother’s grumpy best friend.
She never meant to fall for the single-dad hockey star who swore he’d never love again.
Holly Winters runs Heartstrings Connections, the matchmaking agency that turns Evergreen Hollow into a year-round Christmas-card town.
Rowan Kane is the Evergreen Bears’ brooding captain who hasn’t celebrated a holiday since his wife walked out on Christmas Eve four years ago, leaving him and two-year-old Lily behind.
One lost bet.
One gala.
One tiny white lie that snowballs into town-wide rumors, forced proximity, midnight kisses under northern lights, and a little girl who starts calling Holly “my Holly.”
But when Rowan’s ex-wife suddenly reappears, carrying secrets that could destroy everything (bipolar disorder, a lost pregnancy, crushing debt, and a mysterious man who will sacrifice his entire life to protect them), the fake romance becomes the only real thing either of them has left.
In a winter that refuses to end, four broken people and one fierce little girl will discover that sometimes the greatest love stories aren’t the ones you plan;
they’re the ones that save you when you’re too terrified to save yourself.
Snowed-in nights.
Desperate proposals.
A stranger’s ultimate act of love.
And a sky that catches fire just to prove happy endings still exist.

Everyone says Etienne Beaumont, the patriarch of the Beaumont empire, is the living definition of cold, stoic detachment. He is my legal guardian, the relentless architect of my rhythmic gymnastics career, and the strict authority figure I spent years resenting. I believed he cared for nothing but order and control—until I stumbled upon a yellowed photograph and a long-buried medical report.
It turns out he wasn't always a cold-blooded businessman. He was "Apex-001," the legendary racing myth who once ruled the European tracks. The right leg that aches every time it rains wasn't a mark of age, but the price he paid to pull me from the twisted, fiery wreckage of a horrific crash years ago. He traded his glory for my life.
"Etienne, why didn't you tell me?" I asked, my voice breaking.
He stroked my hair with a tenderness that shattered my heart, his voice low and steady: "Elena, I taught you to leap and fly so you could reach the stars, not so you would look back at old scars."
He sacrificed a lifetime of brilliance for my safety. Now, defying the whispers of the world, he takes my hand in the light of day. Leaning down to press a kiss to the charm on my ankle, his gaze burns with the resolve of a racer at the finish line: "Since you know the truth, I won't hide it anymore. For the rest of my life, I will be your one and only—exclusive navigator."

New Powers and Old. A conflict millennia in the brewing. And at the center of it: one man.Michael has escaped the clutches of the Dark, if only temporarily. Surfacing in the world above, he finds matters no less complex than down below and survival as challenging as it had been in the dungeon.Is the harder path the one you must forge on your own?Many want Michael as their ally. Yet more want him dead, and the Dark is not done with him either. Can he find a way to navigate the treacherous waters of the Game and uncover the mysteries about himself?Or will Michael bend to Powers greater than him?Follow him on his epic journey of discovery and find out!PRAISE FOR THE GRAND GAME:“Interesting portal litrpg. Well-paced and the start of a new series. Curious to see where it goes...” —Tao Wong on goodreads.com.“… Great action, great storyline and I honestly binge read it, start to end…” —Alex Kozlowski on goodreads.com.“Smart MC. Great Tension. Full of Action.” —CookieCrumble on RoyalRoad.com.“Everything I look for in a LitRPG.” —CosmereCradleChris on RoyalRoad.com“Oh I liked this very much!” —The Enlightened Beard.“One of the best in this category this year.” —kindle customer.

The Alpha who saved Seraphina from rogues never meant to keep her, until she turned twenty one and the Moon Goddess marked her as his.

Dimitri Volkov ruled his pack with brutal efficiency and kept his ward at arm's length, but one ceremonial night changed everything. Now, Seraphina’s virgin body burns for the only man forbidden to touch her. The dominant Alpha whose presence alone made her drip with shameful need.

Pack law says that a guardian cannot claim his ward. Her first heat says otherwise.

When she begs for his knot, his control shatters at the scent of her arousal. When every unmated male can smell that she’s ready to be bred, Dimitri faces an impossible choice. Let them both go mad from denial, or pin her beneath him and show her why the most forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest.

She was raised to obey her Alpha. Tonight, she will learn what submission really means.

Sometimes the richest prize isn’t money—it’s the one heart you can’t afford to lose.

Callie Monroe never imagined leaving the wide-open skies of Bandera, Texas. But when tragedy struck her family ranch, her father demanded she marry the wealthy widower next door to pay the bills. Callie refused. Instead, she ran—straight to New York, where she traded sunsets for subway rides and survival meant slinging cocktails in a Brooklyn dive.

She wasn’t looking for love. She was looking for a way out. But a televised dating game with a cash prize too good to ignore was about to change everything.

Grayson Wolfe built his empire with ruthless precision. Billionaire. Innovator. Cold as steel. But his late father’s will forced him into a corner: marry for one year, or lose control of the Wolfe fortune. A man who didn’t believe in love suddenly needed a bride—fast.

So he entered the game show.
Not for money. Not for fame.
For a loophole.

He thought every woman would beg for him.
Until she didn’t.

Callie Monroe, fiery redhead in a red dress, was the only one who told him no. And in that rejection, she became the one prize he couldn’t walk away from.

But when their worlds collide again—this time with him as her boss—the rules of the game change. Desire becomes dangerous. Pride becomes a weapon. And the lines between business and passion blur into obsession.

He had everything…until her.
Now she’s the only prize worth winning.

Their relationship was a mistake from the start. She loves him, but he loves another. When they tied the knot, they had to untie it because before she could say "I do," their marriage was doomed. Will they be able to heal after all the hurt or is it the end for their love?

The first time I saw Ethan Andersen, he scored the winning goal.
The second time, he punched his captain in the face.
The third time… I had to move in with him.

Now I’m the “normal girl” in his image-repair reality show. My job? Make him look likable.

Which would be easier if he wasn’t:
Rude, stubborn and still mad I called him a violent maniac

We’re supposed to fake this but I guess faking is one thing we both suck at.

But somewhere between the arguments, the accidental touches, and the way he looks at me when he thinks I’m not paying attention…

Things are starting to slip…off script.

And I don’t know how to fix it without ruining everything.

A torrential downpour of strong acid flooded the city, and mutated sea monsters slaughtered buildings. When Chloe, along with burly men from the rugby team, wielding fire axes, frantically smashed down the door, attempting to burn me alive and steal my bottled water, I had already welded the security door firmly into the load-bearing wall.
Faced with the pried-open door, I didn't waste any words and directly used a 20,000-volt electric spear to pierce the strong man's thigh! Then, I coldly pushed the blood-soaked floor outside.
The pungent smell of blood instantly attracted the skeletal behemoths from the water, turning the corridor into a horrific slaughterhouse. I listened coldly to their desperate screams in front of the monitor.
In this desolate wasteland, you think you can survive by stepping on me? Then feed the monsters with your flesh and blood !

All I ever wanted was to be Luna in order to save my mother’s life. I thought Alpha Beckett would be just the key, but I was wrong.
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“I, Alpha Beckett of Ashridge Pack, by the name of the moon goddess, reject you as my mate!”
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A rejection.
A bond severed.

But life had other plans for me in the form of Xander Theon Grayson, hockey star, golden boy of NorthVale High, A-star student. But what I didn’t know is that he’s an Alpha with a curse.

I need him, and he needs me.

So we signed a fake mate contract. But it comes with a lot more than I expected: a jealous ex, mysterious powers that level me up in a system, a quest to find my origin.

But the question in my mind is: Can I save my mother’s life? Can this bond between Xander and I blossom into something real, even something beautiful?

Before the apocalypse hit, my ex-girlfriend called me, laughing like a maniac: "Jack, you pathetic loser—still playing that stupid farming game? Gonna whack zombies with a hoe? Open the door right now, get on your knees, and beg us, and maybe we'll throw you some table scraps."
I listened to the faint scrape of a tactical knife being drawn on the other end of the line, and silently glanced at my computer screen—at the maxed-out Greenfield Manor game, with its gold cap glowing at [999,999,999] .
"You misheard." I dropped my voice, lacing it with just the right amount of embarrassment. "I was checking the weather forecast."
The other end erupted in unrestrained laughter: "Then forecast this—how you're gonna die today!"
I hung up without changing my expression, flipped open the system, and spent a million on the [Absolute Defense Shield] —then brought out a steaming plate of roasted meat.
Forecast?
I forecast that tonight, you'll be gnawed down to bare bones by zombies.

“You’ll be my Luna until I find Viviana. Then you’ll step aside like the good little Omega you are.”
“And if I refuse?”
“Then you’ll break your grandfather’s heart when this engagement falls through. Your choice, Isla.”
Those words marked the end of Isla’s freedom and the beginning of her undoing.
When Isla Morretti stumbles into the wrong hotel room after escaping a humiliating breakup, she expects only to drown her sorrows in a night of anonymity. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. The man she wakes up next to isn’t just any stranger he’s Alpha Tristian Hale, the most powerful, feared, and emotionally untouchable werewolf in the Western Territory. What she thought would be a single night of reckless impulsivity turns into a lifetime of consequences when her family announces her engagement to that very same man in front of the entire pack at the Alpha’s Ball.

But Tristian doesn’t want her.
He’s still haunted by Viviana the Luna who vanished without a trace and took half of his soul with her. To him, Isla is merely a convenient placeholder, a fragile Omega forced into a role meant for someone else. Their marriage is a contract written in ink, duty, and pain, a cold arrangement where love has no place and touch is forbidden.

Yet every time Isla looks into his eyes, she sees something flicker something raw, dangerous, and undeniably real.
And that’s when the storm begins.
Because Tristian isn’t the only one drawn to her.
There’s Kieran Hale, Tristian’s estranged brother, a man carved from shadows and sin. Cunning, ruthless, and breathtakingly dangerous, Kieran has always lived in his brother’s shadow. But when Isla enters their world, he sees more than just an opportunity for revenge, he sees the first light he’s ever wanted to protect. To him, Isla isn’t weak. She’s fire disguised as innocence, and he’s willing to burn the whole pack to claim her.

In the End, who would she choose? Will there be a twist of fate? Can she have them all? Will Tristian be able to redeem his love will with Viviana or can the little useless Omega he has win him over.

At a lavish party, my uncle forced me to entertain a disgusting, powerful man.
"He has STDs," they whispered, "she's worse than a prostitute."
But I wasn't their puppet. With one sentence, I turned the tables and secured a $50 million deal. Just as I thought I'd won, he cornered me, his eyes filled with rage.
"You'll pay for this, whore!" he snarled.
As his bodyguards dragged me away, a chilling voice cut through the air. "Let her go."
It was Verio Soren, the most feared Mafia Don in New York. He pulled me into his arms, his scent of cedar and danger surrounding me. "She's with me now."

After losing her father in an accident, Lily Mae vows to find out the truth behind the tragic death. However, as she investigates, bad luck befalls her when she is kidnapped by a group of ruthless werewolves. They take her to a mysterious palace inhabited by Draka, a dragon who claims that Lily’s father owes him a debt.
To escape the clutches of Draka and the werewolf, a nation of vampires who send her to a dark prison instead captured Lily. There, amongst the cold stone and darkness, she meets a handsome and mysterious prison guard. Though trapped in fear and confusion, love grows between them.
Can Lily find out the real truth?

"I love you, Caitlin," he murmurs against my neck, his breath coming in hot, ragged bursts as his hands explore my body, setting every nerve alight with raw, desperate need. But which one is it tonight—Daniel with his soft, lingering touches, Ryan's brutal grip that leaves bruises blooming on my hips, or Patrick's powerful thrusts that own me completely?

I'm Caitlin Morrison, a cutthroat lawyer juggling three men who thought they had the upper hand. At first, they treated me like a toy: Daniel, my old friend, turning our cozy mornings into no-strings convenience; Ryan, the wild rocker, owning my body in sweaty, primal nights of pure animal lust; and Patrick, my domineering boss, turning illicit office hookups into his private thrill, leaving me spent and craving more. They figured they could fuck me and forget the feelings, tossing them aside like yesterday's trash.

But I turned the tables, hooking them deep until they were the ones obsessed, realizing too late—they were my playthings, addicted and pleading for my mercy.

I retired for three years, restraining my edge, thinking compromise could bring peace.

But what I got in return was my sister's abduction, my family's estate seized, and my benefactor hanged from the city gates!

Even the Council turned a blind eye, mocking me as bottom-tier trash without even a shred of magic.

Since mortal reasoning won't work, then I'll shatter the rules of this world myself!

"I'm coming to cut out my baby from your stomach myself."
They called me Rose, but they forgot one truth: every rose comes with thorns.
I trusted my husband. I loved my best friend. They repaid me by poisoning my father, stealing my inheritance, and locking me in a basement to rot—six months pregnant.
I died watching them wear my jewels and laugh at my misery.
Then fate gave me a second chance.
I woke up at my father's funeral, the taste of betrayal still fresh on my tongue.
They think I'm still the same soft, grieving heiress they can drug and manipulate. They think I'm an easy target.
They're wrong.
This time, I'm not just defending my father's legacy. I'm burning their world to the ground.
From the funeral podium to the boardroom, I'm reclaiming my power piece by piece.
But as I rewrite my destiny, my enemies are evolving. Worse, the man who should be dead isn't staying buried.
How far am I willing to go to win? And when the thorns I've grown finally draw blood—will I be the one holding the blade, or the one bleeding out?

Olympia was sold during the Annual Omega Bidding to the powerful and arrogant Alpha King, Alpha Fabian, who owns a five-star night club. Every year, he recruits Omegas to serve as strippers in the club. Others, to serve his top clients in the bedroom.
Most sold off by their relatives.
Once recruited here, chances of escaping and getting a fated mate are slim as the Omegas are considered used.
He’s the most powerful Alpha King in the world, no one can question him.
Leaving her family behind and worse, being sold off by her stepdad haunted her.
Upon arrival at the palace, she got into an issue with one of the task masters overseeing the royal maids.
At the verge of punishment, she’s rescued by a cool, charming gentleman when everyone else watches. Olympia fell for him at first sight, only to discover they are quadruplets.
Alpha Fabian, upon discovering her first day rebellion, as punishment, handed her over to his ruthless quadruplet sons as their personal callgirl.
Alpha Elliott, Asher and Ryder soon realize she’s their mate and are more than eager to tame her, not only physically but in bed but she hates them. They are Enigma Alphas, too dangerous for an Omega like her.
But she loves only one.
Alpha Cassius. The Alpha who saved her.
But what will be her fate as Alpha Cassius is an Enigma. He's an exorcist, regarded as consecrated mate of the moon goddess yet he's the only one among the Alpha princes she wants most, her wolf desires, her body arches for.
What will become of this intense forbidden passion between an Omega slave and the charming exorcist who is trying hard to fight demons and his feral desires at the same time?

"Fucking open your eyes" He presses my jaw hard, which forces me to open my eyes.

''I am- so-r-r-r-y" My whole body is quivering in fear as his eyes bore holes into my head.

''Fucking shut up" I seal my lips shut and try to calm myself so I can stop crying.

''Did you think it would work? Did you actually think you could get me arrested and you could run away? Are you that fucking dumb, Melina?"

Melina Davis was born with the face and body of a goddess. Her heart was as beautiful as her, but it never did her any good. Melina was the most unlucky woman in this world when it came to love. Her first love was an abusive con artist who made sure to exploit Melina's kindness. The second one who Melina felt was genuinely worthy of owing her heart was far more dangerous than her first. His name is Thomas Costanzo. He is the second in command of the Costanzo mafia. He was highly feared in the mafia world. Some even feared him more than the don of the Costanzo mafia. Melina didn't know she shouldn't cross him, and she did. She broke the heart of one of the most feared men on this earth, and now, he is out searching for her. Once he finds her, Melina will wish she never crossed paths with him.

"You're just a pathetic slave wolf. This bond means nothing!" Beta Marcus sneered as he shattered the fake mate medallion, revealing years of deception in front of the jeering pack.
As a slave wolf born into servitude, Lyra has known nothing but chains and cruelty her entire life. When she discovers what she believed was her mate bond with the pack's Beta was actually an enchanted lie designed to exploit her rare blood for dark rituals, her world crumbles completely.
Cast out to die in the cursed Shadowlands, Lyra is found by the mysterious Phantom Alpha - a legendary figure whispered about in fearful tales. Darius Nightfall is not just any Alpha; he's the exiled heir to the Celestial Court, banished for refusing an arranged marriage and seeking to overthrow corrupt pack hierarchies.
In his hidden sanctuary, Lyra discovers she's not a slave wolf at all, but the last of the StarBlood lineage - descendants of the first werewolves blessed by ancient celestial magic. Her blood doesn't just heal; it can reshape the very foundations of pack power structures.
But when her former captors come hunting for the "escaped slave" and Marcus reveals he's been working with a conspiracy to harvest StarBlood wolves for an ancient ritual, Lyra must choose: hide in safety with the Alpha who sees her true worth, or return to face those who enslaved her - not as their victim, but as their reckoning.
The weak slave they discarded will return as an empress of starlight and shadow.

After five years of bloody battles against the Xenomorphs, I've returned alive, bearing wounds and scars.

Five years ago, my wife Lisa and I fell in love in the military.

Just as Lisa became pregnant, I received a mandatory conscription order from my superior.

The Xenomorphs launched a massive attack. Despite my reluctance, I had to go.

Now the war is over. I've laid down my burden and returned home.

Standing in the dilapidated suburbs, I search for the wife I've wronged and the child I've never met.

She just wanted to forget her ex.
He can’t let go of the past.
But when their worlds collide, danger tangles with desire—and neither of them will come out unscathed.

Celeste Castell, 24, a fine arts student and the eldest daughter in a working-class family, never imagined her life would spiral after catching her rich, arrogant boyfriend cheating—the same guy who was paying her tuition. Desperate to stay afloat in New York, she stumbles into a job as a nanny for two devilish kids… and ends up inside the De Montreal mansion.

What she didn’t know? Her new boss is the masked man who once saved her from a fire—and he’s hiding more than just a face covered in scars.

At 39, Abraham De Montreal is the CEO of a historical artifacts company—or so the world believes. In reality, he’s a government spy, haunted by war wounds, devastating losses, and a vow to never let anyone in. A widower who lives behind a skull-print balaclava, Abraham swore he'd never love again.

Until Celeste walks into his house… and shakes his entire world.

Between forbidden tension, stolen kisses, sharp banter, and dangerous secrets, what starts as a job contract becomes a deadly dance between love and survival. And when Abraham’s greatest enemy—a ruthless mafia boss—returns to destroy everything he has left, they’ll have to decide: run from the past, or fight for their future.

CEO. Nanny. Mask. Forbidden desire. Deadly secrets.
He’s her boss.
He’s a spy.
And now… she’s the target.

The three alpha wolves who bullied me
never knew the truth.

I wasn't the quiet boy they tormented.

I was the girl hiding behind my dead brother's name.

And I was their fated mate.


For a year, I lived under my dead brother’s name, hiding my identity and my power.

But on my eighteenth birthday, everything changed.

My disguise shattered.
My power awakened.

And the broken boy they mocked became a legendary Lunar Shadow Wolf.

Now the three alphas who once humiliated me feel every scar they caused.

They want forgiveness.

Too bad.

Because the wolves who once bullied me?

They belong to me now.

And this time—

they’re the ones who will kneel.

WARNING …. WARNING…. This isn't your regular werewolf romance. This novel is a bloody werewolf romance with rated scenes that you could find disgusting at any time. In case you do not have the heart to read it, please you can quit it. But at the same time, I'll be glad if y'all could support my first story.

Blurb

When a banished Luna became a slave to the most dangerous Three Alpha brothers. Ashina thought everything that was happening to her was just a mere dream, but little did she know it was never a dream but her reality.

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It all started on the night before her birthday When she suddenly received the doctor's reports that she was pregnant. How? When? Not when her husband, Alpha Ethan is an impotent man who has an extremely low sperm count. Secondly, the arrival of her stepsister, who happens to be her husband's long-awaited mate. Everything happened just the night before her birthday.

Ashina thought she didn't have anything to worry about since her husband had chosen her as his wife and cherished her a lot. She thought it didn't matter that her stepsister was her husband's mate.

While expecting the man to reject her stepsister, Jessica just like he said he would, instead she was the one that got rejected and banished from the pack.

“I, Alpha Ethan, reject you as my wife and banish you from the pack, Ashina!” Those were the words playing in her head when she left the pack and finally crossed the border with her maid.

But little does she know that there's more awaiting her when she finds herself begging for her life in front of the three most ruthless alpha brothers.

In the heart of a grand victory feast, Darius, the kingdom’s most loyal commander, is brutally betrayed by the king he served and the friend he trusted. Accused of treason and stripped of everything, he watches as his pregnant wife is taken hostage.
Thrown into the darkest dungeon, Darius’s rage awakens an ancient, terrifying power shadows that hunger for blood and vengeance. Now hunted across the realm as a cursed monster, Darius must embrace the darkness within him to rescue his wife and destroy the throne that betrayed him.
But every shadow he commands brings him closer to losing his soul. In a world of blood oaths, ritual sacrifices, and royal conspiracies, how far will a broken man go for revenge?
A gripping Dark Epic Fantasy filled with raw betrayal, obsessive love, brutal power, and merciless revenge.

I was the hottest A-list actress in Hollywood, until a few deepfaked videos of me "abusing assistants" and malicious photos of my "rotting face" dragged me straight to hell.
In just one month, I became a monster despised by the entire internet.
Facing tens of thousands of death threats telling me to "die with a rotting face."
They wanted me to die crying. I didn't. Instead, I decided to express my deepest gratitude to the bullies who ruined my life.
And my "thank you" is going to cost a fortune.
But I never imagined the real monster wasn't hiding behind a screen—he was holding the syringe.

"I absolutely love your huge, thick cock, James. Just let me ride it tonight, and I'll pay you to be my secret whore," my wife's sister-in-law purred, climbing into my bed completely naked, her wet, dripping pussy grinding against my thigh.

I threw her naked body onto the floor like trash. For three years, I played the pathetic, submissive househusband to my arrogant wife, Emily. I endured their endless humiliation, hiding the fact that I was the billionaire heir and lethal ex-special forces agent keeping their pathetic family alive.

But today, the three-year contract hit zero.

When a rival mafia boss kicked down our door, threatening to massacre everyone, my wife's sister Rhea desperately ripped her dress open, exposing her heavy, bare breasts, begging the boss to fuck her raw right there on the floor if he spared her life.

I’d had enough.

I stepped forward, snapping the necks and shattering the bones of a dozen armed guards, leaving them choking on their own blood. As my fleet of twenty armored Rolls-Royces surrounded the villa, my true identity was finally revealed.

Seeing my unimaginable power, Rhea crawled to my feet, shoving her massive tits against my leg, begging to suck my cock and share my bed with my wife.

I slapped her across her slutty face, tore up the marriage contract, and walked out.

Behind me, Emily collapsed, sobbing hysterically. "If I had just spread my legs for him... if I had just let him breed me and fill my womb with his heir, I would be the queen of the world..."

She's begging for my seed now, but should I lock her in my basement and make her pay for the last three years?

She doesn't want a mate, all she wants is to live her life on her own terms. What will happen when she is mated to not one, or two, but three powerful male. A vampire King, An Alpha and a Demon Prince.

Will she be able to accept the three of them? Or will she chose one?

What is the reason behind the three mates?

Portia 'Tia' Colby has always been ignored in favor of her twin sisters. The only people who truly acknowledged her are her mom and her best friends, Mark and Lynn.
The future Alphas of the Emerald Lake Park are identical twins. They are eager to take over but have yet to find their fated mate. They decide to take chosen mates instead.
What happens when Portia is made to return home for the Alpha ceremony and runs across her mate...or mates, the Alpha twins themselves? What does her family say when, before her appearance, her twin sisters were set to become Lunas of the Emerald Lake Pack? Who will become Luna? How will her family react?

Relationship Status: It’s complicated
Dating three triplet brothers might sound like fun, but I’m hiding a dark secret that could tear them apart.
I’ll never regret my one-night stand with Julian.
He gave me a son–one that he knows nothing about.
Gruff, damaged, and moody enough to cause whiplash, Julian Steele is everything I should stay away from.
But having to keep this secret from him has been hell.
We promised each other that “one night” would just be fun and meaningless.
But when he finds out I’m dating his two brothers, I realize just how cruel this bad boy can be.
Isaac and Blake have treated me like a queen ever since I moved to their small mountain town.
Something I never knew I needed.
Isaac, a sturdy rancher, has Julian’s physique but is charming and gentle.
My heart feels safe with him.
Blake is my new boss, and it was never my intention to make my love life even more complicated.
But I hilariously threw myself at him thinking he was Isaac and sparks flew… to say the least.
I shudder at the thought of them finding out the truth about my son.
Julian will hate me, and Isaac and Blake may never want to see me again.
Or worse, it could drive these brothers apart. It wouldn’t be the first time.
And with their psycho ex-girlfriend trying to stir up the drama,
will my secret baby be the final nail in the coffin for the Steele brothers’ relationship?

"I need an accident—one that looks fatal," I said calmly into the encrypted phone. "It's the only way to escape him."
Rumors swirl that this man—the underworld boss who controls half of Europe’s shadow economy—loves me beyond reason.
They say he defied his entire family for me. That this ruthless killer laid down his weapons just to cook me a meal.
For years, he made the world believe I was his one weakness—and even I almost believed it.
But instinct in a life-or-death moment doesn’t lie.
When bullets shattered the car window, he yanked the steering wheel on reflex—shielding my adopted sister in the passenger seat while leaving me, his wife, fully exposed to the hail of gunfire.
As I lay bleeding, desperately trying to protect our unborn child… he was busy cradling her in his arms.
While I endured everything for our future, he signed over the estate—the one he promised would be our retire place—to that lying sister.
That’s when I knew: some loves are just performances for the living.
So I gave him exactly what he wanted.
I left behind a positive pregnancy test—six weeks along—and drove straight into the deep ocean, staging the most brutal finale right before his eyes.

Charlotte Pierce is used to surviving in motion. New towns, new schools, the same old house on the edge of nowhere, and the same rule that keeps her standing. Keep her twin brother, Charlie safe. Keep his hockey dream alive. Keep her own needs quiet. She works too much, sleeps too little, and saves the one thing that still feels like hers for the middle of the night, when she can lace up her worn skates and carve freedom into dangerous frozen ice. Charlotte and Charlie shifted once, years ago, and never understood what it meant. They had no pack, no guidance and no protection. Just two twins clinging to each other and pretending the voice in their heads was stress, imagination, or loneliness. Then they move to Wellington.
Blake Atlas scents his mate the moment Charlotte arrives. The bond hits hard and unmistakable, but Charlotte doesn’t recognise it. She doesn’t know why her chest keeps pulling toward the one boy she absolutely cannot afford to want. Blake is Charlie’s new hockey captain. Charlie’s chance at making something good. Charlie makes it clear; his sister is off-limits and Blake tries to do the right thing, but secrets don’t stay buried forever. Rogues prowl the edges of town. The ice cracks. The bond tightens. Then Charlotte’s rare white wolf awakens, the very thing that makes her powerful, also makes her a target.
Shanti needs Shakti. (Peace needs strength.)

Where the Ice Gives Way is a slow-burn YA paranormal romance filled with fated mates, protective alpha energy, fierce sibling loyalty, found family pack bonds, hurt/comfort, and quiet, aching tension. It’s a story about first belonging, learning to be cared for, and what happens when the girl who has always held everyone else up finally falls, and someone catches her.

The Plan: Travel back in time to high school, identify my insanely intimidating future billionaire boss before he gets rich, and suck up to him so hard I secure a six-figure job for life.
The Execution: Perfect. I brought him coffee, cheered at his games, and basically operated as his unpaid teenage executive assistant. He’s totally buying it.
The Problem: I was trying to network my way into the C-suite. I think I just networked my way into his bed.

Liora Hale was a substitute bride forced to take her stepsister’s place and marry the young master of the Blackwood family, a deformed cripple rumored to have few months left to live.
“Who would have thought that even a sickly wretch like Dominic Blackwood would find himself a bride?”
At the altar, after their vows were spoken, she lifted her veil and knelt before Dominic Blackwood, pressing a hesitant kiss to his lips. The marriage contract was signed. No matter his deformities, he was now her husband.
She wasn’t afraid of the scars that marked his face, nor was she repulsed by the wheelchair that confined him. Every morning, she prepared his breakfast, attended to his needs, and thought of nothing beyond her duties as a wife.
“Young Master Blackwood is a cripple who can’t even perform,” her best friend argued.
“When he dies, you’ll still be untouched. You should aim higher.”
Later in their marriage, Dominic found himself wanting to enjoy his little wife in every way the press of her lips against his, the brush of skin against skin, the intimacy a husband and wife were meant to share.
But Liora refused him, blushing furiously.
“No, we can’t. The doctor said you’re not allowed to exert yourself.”
Desire surged through Dominic, hot and relentless. He cursed inwardly.
I should have gotten rid of that doctor and this wheelchair long ago.
Unable to restrain himself any longer, he finally revealed the truth.
In the blink of an eye, the deformed cripple disappeared, replaced by a powerful man tall, dark, and devastatingly handsome. He silenced Liora’s protests as he leaned over her, caging her against the bed with his arms.
His voice dropped low as he asked,
“What about now"?

Tricia Smith is a Werewolf, and on her 18th birthday she lost everything. Her home, her family, her life.
Then it all changes in the blink of an eye when something unexpected happens before a meeting with a neighboring Alpha becomes so much more.
Will she except her fate or will she try to fight it and go through hell to protect whats hers and what she wants in her life.

***Please do not hessitate to leave comments on what you would like to see happen in this book. I would love to be able to incorporate some of your ideas into this creation!!!

The idea came from Cora.
She ran into the kitchen while I was making dinner, wrapped both arms around my waist, and looked up at me.
"Mommy, can we go to Grandma Ellen's? Just us two? Just us girls?"
"Why?" I asked.
She thought about it, very serious. "Because every time I wake up and you're not home, I miss you. Even when Daddy's there, it's different." A pause. "Grandma Ellen probably misses you just as much as I do."
Reid was leaning in the doorway. He smiled at me—that easy, certain smile—and said, "She's not wrong. You've been running on empty for months. Take the trip. I've got everything covered."
The flights were booked before I finished washing the dishes.
I should have noticed how fast that was.
The call I made the night before we flew home changed everything. I thought I'd hung up.
I hadn't.

Karen Daly originally thought that she had married an ordinary man. She never expected this man would suddenly become her boss. He actually was the most mysterious heir of Rovio Corporation Inc, the richest man in Asia.
In public, he was a cold-blooded, decisive controller among the massive business empire.
In private, he was a wolf in sheep's skin, like a real devil. How could he let her go easily?...

"This Is A Story Related To Another Werewolf Series, The Pack's Girl.
The Prequel: Managing Mages
He came into our village like a shadow.
A Dark Dread filled with powerful magic. The King merely called him Warlord. And he owned the name.

Leaving wreckage in his wake.

But for me he had other plans. His cutting blue eyes seeing straight through my disguise.

As his slave, his mere plaything, I'll learn the true darkness of magic without conscience.

Anything he wants if me, he takes. Anything he wants me to do. I am willed to do with the flick of his hand.

His power is an all-consuming whirlwind. And I'm just the pretty butterfly caught in it."

Amber was raped by her uncle.

She was an orphan. Her parents died in a road accident.

She was later taken to her grandmother. One day she went to a party.

There she met a rich pervert.

He tried to sexually abuse her there.

Later he forced her to marry him and she had to, due to certain family conditions.

There too rape torturers didn't end for amber.

They both used to hate each other.

Will they ever fall in love or this will end up only being a rape story.....

Let's see.....

Elena Wakefield has spent three years trapped in a one-sided relationship with Emmanuel Mitchell—a man who loves her sister, but uses her body. After countless heartbreaks and three forced abortions, she's pregnant again… and desperate to keep the baby. But when Emmanuel demands she get rid of it—for Lilith's sake—Elena realizes she's never truly mattered.
What begins as quiet endurance spirals into betrayal, manipulation, and bloodshed. Lilith, the perfect daughter and Emmanuel's beloved, returns not just to reclaim her place—but to destroy Elena piece by piece.
When Elena loses everything—her child, her dignity, her future—there's nothing left to fear. And when they come for her kidney to save Lilith, she finally says no.
This time, Elena won't beg.
She won't kneel.
She'll make them bleed.

Five years ago, Lucy broke up with Alexander because of his ‌poverty‌.
After their reunion, Alexander offered ‌millions for just one night with her‌, ‌stomping the check under his foot‌ and demanding she ‌crawl over‌ to pick it up.
As the truths of the past were uncovered piece by piece, Alexander realized ‌how gravely mistaken he had been‌.
Four years later, she returned, ‌a phoenix rising from the ashes‌, reborn... but she had ‌forgotten him‌.
Yet, loving him remained an act ‌ingrained in her very blood‌.
Alexander thought he loved Lucy ‌deeply enough‌, but she ‌always loved him just a little more‌.
"Then I entrust ‌the rest of my life to your care‌."

My husband pushed me down the stairs when I was three months pregnant.

I thought it was his bipolar disorder acting up again. The doctors said he couldn't control himself. So I forgave him—just like I'd forgiven the cigarette burns, the broken ribs, and all those nights he choked me unconscious.

Then I lost our baby.

And overheard him on the phone: "The bitch deserved it. If she hadn't stopped me three years ago, Elena would be mine."

That's when I realized—he was never sick. He'd been torturing me on purpose for three years.

Punishing me because I "made him lose" the woman he loved.

So I signed the divorce papers and walked away without looking back.

The Plan: Travel back in time to high school, identify my insanely intimidating future billionaire boss before he gets rich, and suck up to him so hard I secure a six-figure job for life.
The Execution: Perfect. I brought him coffee, cheered at his games, and basically operated as his unpaid teenage executive assistant. He’s totally buying it.
The Problem: I was trying to network my way into the C-suite. I think I just networked my way into his bed.

Following a fabricated assault case, my husband had me committed to a psychiatric hospital to quash public outcry.
After five years locked away, my sight finally returned.
I was overjoyed and ready to share the news with Richard—only to find he had long betrayed me, carrying on an affair with my half-sister.T
he entire ordeal was a setup from the beginning. They framed me, poisoned me to rob me of my sight, and even turned my own son against me, making him call that woman "Mom".
For every lie and wound they inflicted, I will make that despicable pair pay the ultimate price.

After living in the countryside for eighteen years, Laura's real father came to her. For a moment, the upper class knew that the Taylors had an additional illegitimate daughter of a bumpkin. When she got back to her real family, everyone mocked her for not being as versatile, gentle, and considerate as her older sister.

Her father looked down upon her and warned her to keep her nose clean.

Marcus was the son of the first wife of Mr. Brown. His brothers were all hostile to him, so his aunt want to connect with the Taylors through marriage to crack Marcus down. Laura was forced to marry the sick and unfaithful man, and everyone said that they are a "perfect match".

It didn't take long for Laura's various alias to be dug out, and the members of the Taylors felt regret. All young talents were crazy about her. However, Marcus just laughed out of court and unhesitatingly declared their relationship.