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Delve into the world of the Black Aces MC and fall in love with the men who ride hard for their club and the women they would do anything for.
You are in for the ride of your life with these four scorching hot couples.

1- Ruined
2- Truth Forever
2.5- Aces Wild
3- Wicked Games
4- Gentleman Wanted

“I regret giving birth to a fat useless fool like you, I am ashamed to call you my daughter, just get useful by seducing Parker's brother, and then you can be useful to me.”
“Mom, please stop doing this, I beg of you.”
“You are such a burden to me, I curse the day I gave birth to you, look at my friend's daughter, looking classic but you, you looking like a pig and you won’t stop eating, now I am going to be stuck in poverty because no good looking man will want to marry an old cargo like you.”
“Look at me, I will always protect you.”
“Let’s dispose of her body, this will be our little secret.”
I was beaten, bullied, drugged and killed by the Sinful knights, my birth mother despised me with passion, and the only man who was my first love named Parker used to be my knight in shining armour but after the kiss, I found out he was not different from the others. That old fat ugly nerd version of me is dead and reborn as the lady all men want in their lives. I am returning after six years, just for one goal, to bring doom to the Sinful Knights, they will kneel at my feet and lick my toes, I will prove to them I am the queen and this is my note to them all, “DEAR SINFUL KNIGHTS, YOU ARE MINE!!”

WARNING: This story is rated 18. Strong language, sex, violence, and other content in the story may be offensive to some readers and not suitable for young children.*

“Omega, in about an hour, you’ll feel warm, dizzy, and overcome with hormones in your body.”
I paled. “What happens after it takes effect?”
“Then an alpha in the surrounding area will react to your scent.”
After an hour, the nurse popped her head in. She had a strange look in her eyes and I didn’t like it.
“So he is out there?”
The nurse’s smile fell, “No, not one.”
My eyes widened. “two?”
“No, you have four mates.”
I shook my head. “No, that’s not possible!”
She sighed and opened her phone. “Your mates are as follows; Colby Mcgrath, Rain Kim, Matthew Clark, and Jade Johnson.”
When she said the first name I started to feel faint but then the nurse kept rattling off all the names of my tormenters for years. How could I be tied to all of my brother’s friends?
My panties got wet, I refused to accept that this was a hormonal reaction.

I used to be the Rosewood family's most beloved youngest daughter, until they took in Sabrina as their adopted daughter and everything changed.
My family said Sabrina's father saved my life, that I owed her everything. They forced me to donate blood for Sabrina until I was drained dry, demanded I give her my heart, and I died a miserable death on Christmas Eve.
As I lay dying, I could still hear them discussing how to throw Sabrina 'a unique Christmas party' to celebrate her recovery.
When I opened my eyes again, I'd been reborn, sent back to the day they first forced me to donate blood years ago.
This time, I yanked out the needle myself and slammed the family severance papers at their shocked faces. "The papers are signed. From now on, I have nothing to do with the Rosewoods."
Later, I became Nicholas Harrington's bride, taking on the surname that commanded worldwide respect. My designs swept across the globe, my name shining on the international stage, while the Rosewood family went bankrupt. My brothers knelt outside the Harrington estate, sobbing and begging for my forgiveness.
I stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching coldly. Nicholas wrapped his arms around me from behind, his chin resting gently against my hair, and murmured adoringly, "My princess, I've acquired the Rosewood family. It's yours now."

A dragon’s fury. A werewolf’s redemption. A mate bond that could either heal… or destroy.
Ty Jackson vanished five years ago, betrayed and heartbroken. Now he’s back—deadlier, colder, and wielding the unmatched power of a dragon shifter. Hardened by elite training and driven by vengeance, Ty has no room for weakness... especially not for the ex who shattered him.
But destiny doesn’t care about the past.
Kai Stone, once Ty’s greatest love and deepest wound, is now a haunted Alpha. After years of torturous military training, brutal missions, and soul-crushing guilt, he’s no longer the cocky boy who let Ty slip through his fingers—he’s a warrior forged by pain, and desperate for one shot at redemption.
When Ty and Kai discover they're fated mates, their reunion sets off a storm of power, passion, and unresolved rage.
Can a dragon forgive the wolf who broke him?
Can a remorseful Alpha prove he’s worthy of the only soul he ever loved?
The battlefield awaits—not just for blood, but for hearts.
Enemies are rising. The past is hunting them. And this time, love might not be enough to save them.

Ezra never expected anything good from the world.
The world made that clear the day they found him beside a well. No name. No people. No explanation for why his presence made grown men uneasy.
He expected to die in that village eventually.
He was almost right.
Now he's running. Carrying something the empire isn't ready for. Hunted by things that shouldn't exist this far from the wall. Awakened with abilities even the system refuses to explain.
The village always said there was something wrong with him.
They had no idea.
It's the Second Age of Monsters and maybe the real monsters were never just the ones with claws.

Leo! Mia!"
I screamed their names, dropping to my knees on the cold hospital floor to pull them into my arms. My heart hammered against my ribs, terror finally giving way to relief.
"You scared me to death," I breathed, burying my face in their necks. "Never run off like that again."
"We just wanted ice cream, Mommy," Leo mumbled.
Then Mia tugged on my sleeve. "And the tall mister found us. He’s nice."
She paused, tilting her head as she looked up at the stranger standing above us. "But Mommy... why does he have Leo's eyes?"

Two years. That was how long Idalia Vance served as the eyes for her blind, billionaire husband, Thane Devereux.
She loved him through his darkness, calmed his rages, and was his "North Star." But the day his bandages came off, she was erased.
Betrayed by her own sister, Camilla, who stole her place and her credit, and framed by her mother, Idalia was divorced, and left for dead in a fiery car crash.
Thane Devereux never even saw her face.
Five years later, the weak, unwanted wife is dead.
In her place stands Dr. Lia Solene, a world-renowned heart surgeon with ice in her veins and a fortune of her own. She has returned to New York with one goal: to save the life of the woman who hated her most, but she didn’t come alone. She brought Leo and Mia, her brilliant four-year-old twins who possess the same piercing blue eyes as the father they have never met.

The billionaire is no longer blind, and when he sees the mole on the surgeon’s neck and the familiar eyes of her son, he realizes the ghost of his past isn't just haunting him... she’s holding a scalpel to his heart.

James Smith disappeared for five years and suddenly returned.

In the eyes of his fiancée Evelyn Thorne, James is just a scarred drifter.

At a charity gala in New York, just as Evelyn is about to announce the annulment of her engagement to James.

Suddenly, the Four Great Consortiums of New York, along with hundreds of billionaires present, all rise to their feet and bow respectfully toward the man standing behind Evelyn.

It turns out James, his true identity is...

Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip.

“Do you want that?” He asks roughly. “Do you want us?”

I stare at him lustfully. My eyes clouded with lust, passion and desire.

I'm surrounded. Drenched in lust. Filled with passion and burning fire. Filled with the heat of desire pooling in my stomach.

I'm horny as fuck.

I should say no. I should.

I'm not supposed to be doing this.

Not with my stepbrothers.

Not with three of them all at once.

But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper.

“Yes.”

All three of them groan.

“Your wish is our command, my vixen,” Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver.


After Elena's mother marries a powerful billionaire, she moves into a lavish estate only to discover that her new stepbrothers are triplets.

They're older, hot, intimidating, dangerous, sinfully attractive…and nothing alike when it comes to how they treat her.

Her mother says “They're just your brothers now.”

But they don't look at her like brothers.
Not even a tiny bit.

Elena never meant to fall for them. But they all seem to want her and won't back down.

To make things worse?

They're heirs to a Mafia empire. And they've all decided that Elena belongs to them…in very different ways.

Vincenzo's hand trails down to my thigh, lifting it slightly to his hip.
"Do you want that?" He asks roughly. "Do you want us?"
I stare at him lustfully. My eyes clouded with lust, passion and desire.
I'm surrounded. Drenched in lust. Filled with passion and burning fire. Filled with the heat of desire pooling in my stomach.
I'm horny as fuck.
I should say no. I should.
I'm not supposed to be doing this.
Not with my stepbrothers.
Not with three of them all at once.
But what comes out of my mouth is a whisper.
"Yes."
All three of them groan.
"Your wish is our command, my vixen," Riccardo says hoarsely, and I shiver.


After Elena's mother marries a powerful billionaire, she moves into a lavish estate only to discover that her new stepbrothers are triplets.
They're older, hot, intimidating, dangerous, sinfully attractive…and nothing alike when it comes to how they treat her.
Her mother says "They're just your brothers now."
But they don't look at her like brothers.
Not even a tiny bit.
Elena never meant to fall for them. But they all seem to want her and won't back down.
To make things worse?
They're heirs to a Mafia empire. And they've all decided that Elena belongs to them…in very different ways.

“Harper, you look beautiful as ever. The look of captivity suits you.”
“What do you want with me, Alpha Thane?”
I spat the words out. His menacing smile curled over his white teeth. It is a terrible thing, how such a handsome man can be the devil reincarnated.
“It is no secret; I want you as my mate.”
“WHY ME… WHY DID YOU PICK ME?” I raised my voice and yelled at him.
Harper Rae, a fierce survivor whose life is shattered when the ruthless Alpha Thane Kago invades her pack, intent on making her his mate. But Harper isn’t one to bow. With the love and strength of Gabriel Mason, she ignites a fight for freedom that births a legacy destined to reshape the supernatural world.
Years later, Harper and Gabriel's daughter, Willow Mason, carries the weight of that legacy with a rebel’s heart. Torn between two dangerous bad boys—a wild demon with a devil-may-care attitude and a noble dragon prince—Willow finds herself at the center of an ancient, deadly feud that could rip the world apart. To save her people and protect her heart, she must embrace her destiny as a leader.
The saga reaches its epic conclusion with Ryder, Willow’s son—a dragon-Lycan hybrid so powerful that even the gods tremble in fear. Hunted by celestial forces, Ryder’s journey of love and vengeance climaxes in a battle of godly proportions, as he proves his worth not as a threat but as a savior. His final ascension as a god seals the legacy of a family that dared to defy everything.
This sweeping epic blends forbidden love, supernatural conflict, and divine drama into a thrilling story of survival and triumph. Perfect for fans of shifter romance and tales of epic legacy. A Steamy Werewolf / Dragon / Hybrid Romance Novel.

I drove a silver stake directly into his heart last night, so why is the school's vampire president pinning me against the locker room mirror completely unharmed?
My blood ran cold when I turned around and saw Sebastian Vlad leaning against the wall, watching me undress. The monster I left bleeding to death in a pool of his own dark blood was smiling at me.
I rushed forward in a blind rage, grabbing his collar. "How are you still alive?!" I spat, my nails digging into his neck.
He smirked, his cold hands wrapping around my wrists like iron shackles. Without breaking eye contact, he ripped his crisp white shirt open, popping the buttons off. My breath stopped. His sculpted chest was flawless. The spot where I had driven the stake deep into his flesh was completely smooth. No wound. No scar. No heartbeat.
"You must be disappointed," he chuckled darkly, forcing my hand flat against his cold, dead chest. "Something you can never kill, no matter what you do."
He leaned in, his nose grazing mine, his dark eyes filled with a terrifying mix of lust and violence. "I will gladly let you kill me again and again..." he whispered, his hands sliding down to my waist. "That way I'll get to kiss you again and again."

I was reborn on the exact night my guardian, Caleb, was consumed by a drug-induced rut.

This time, I didn't hesitate. I dialed his fated Luna directly. "Your Alpha is in rut. You have ten minutes to come collect him."

In my past life, I loved the Alpha who took me in. I gave him everything when he needed it most, throwing myself into the fire just to save him, even bearing his pup.

But that same night, his precious "white moon"—Selena—went out for a walk, only to be dragged away and slaughtered by rogues.

She had mind-linked him thirty-three times before she died. But he was with me, delivering our baby, and he blocked her out.

For that, my reward was a silver collar piercing my scent glands in the cold dungeons. I was forced to watch my baby die in agony, my last sight in this world being Caleb’s eyes, filled with pure, unadulterated disgust.

"If you hadn't refused to call Selena that night, if you hadn't been such a whore begging for my bed, she would never have died."

"You and this bastard pup... the world is cleaner with you both dead."

I blinked, and the nightmare shattered. I was back. Back to the exact night the aphrodisiac triggered his rut.

Connor Mitchell and I are the golden couple of our industry. Everyone sees him as the devoted husband, always bringing me soup when I work late into the night.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, he gave me an expensive diamond necklace and posted something sweet on Instagram. The comments were all variations of the same thing: jealousy.

I used to believe it too.

Until I cut my trip to Europe short and got into that SUV. The passenger seat was set at the wrong angle, too far forward for my height. A contact lens case fell out of the sun visor, and neither of us wears contacts.

When I had my cousin pull the dashcam footage and saw him with his arm around some petite girl getting into the car, the truth hit me. My attentive husband, the one who called me every night I was away, had been using my connections and resources to play successful mentor to a twenty-two-year-old intern.

The irony is, he thinks he's gotten away with it. He has no idea I can see right through every move he makes.

Once rot sets into a perfect marriage, no amount of perfume can hide the stench.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling author Morgan Rice comes a new series for fantasy and middle grade readers (and adults, too)! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!In THE SCEPTER OF FIRE: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK FOUR), 12 year old Oliver Blue is dispatched on an urgent mission to save The School for Seers. He must travel back in time, to Florence, 1592, to find the only artifact that can save them all.Yet the secret is guarded by none other than Galileo himself.As Oliver searches for one of the great scientists and inventors of all time, the man who invented the telescope and who discovered planets, Oliver must wonder: is a he a seer, too? And what other secrets is he holding?His brother Chris, more powerful than ever, remains determined to kill Oliver for all time. Oliver soon realizes it is a race against time, as the fate of the school—and of the world—is at stake.An uplifting fantasy, THE SCEPTER OF FIRE is book #4 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a string of shocking surprises. It will make you fall in love with OLIVER BLUE, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #5 in the series will be available soon! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.”--San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

When my CEO husband threatens divorce for the 99th time, this time trying to force me to hand over a million-dollar project to his assistant Chloe, I finally stop fighting.
I give him the project without a word.
He's thrilled. Thinks I've finally accepted my place. To reward me, he announces we'll throw a grand celebration for our fifth wedding anniversary.
Chloe finds out and falls apart. Locks herself in the supply closet. Can't bear the thought of watching us celebrate five years of marriage.
Arthur panics. Suddenly the anniversary party becomes a "client dinner" he can't reschedule. He'll take Chloe instead—she's been handling that account, after all.
"You understand how business works," he tells me. "We can celebrate privately later."
I see the photo she posts: Chloe in the restaurant he booked for us, wearing the dress he picked out, his hand covering hers across the table.
I tell him I understand.
He's satisfied. Promises we'll do something even better next month.
He doesn't know I've resigned. Doesn't know he signed the divorce papers three days ago when I slipped them into his contract stack.
We don't have a next month.

I waited twenty years for my wolf.
She never came. No first shift at sixteen. No stirring at eighteen. Nothing. My parents crossed the continent chasing rare awakening herbs—moonpetal, silverroot, anything with a rumor attached.
None of it worked.
I died without ever hearing her voice. Throat torn open in my own bed by Brennan Falk, the son of my live-in caretaker.
That's when I finally learned why she never woke.
The "awakening blend" Dorene brewed me every night was laced with wolfsbane. Enough to keep my wolf buried forever. Enough to keep me weak, wolfless, and easy to kill.
And the awakening chamber my parents built for me—the one I was too heartbroken to ever set foot in—had been housing her entire family. Five rogues, living under my floor for over a year, eating my food, selling my herbs, waiting for the right moment.
After I died, they forged my exile papers. My parents flew home from an herb auction in Ashmoor to an empty house and a letter. They believed their daughter had given up and left the pack.
Then I opened my eyes. Three days before Brennan's fangs.
The first thing I did was text a witch about the awakening chamber.

After one painful and humiliating night, Mia was left wondering if Master Reed was just a figure that she dreamed up when she secretly discovered the world of BDSM. Until she collided with him in the conference room at her office building and found out just how real he actually was and he's made it very clear that he is going to be her Master.

Reed bought "Bean Me" with the intention of claiming Mia as his submissive. A dream he'd had ever since the night he had picked her up off the sidewalk at his club "The Dungeon" three years earlier.

Before that dream can come true, it is threatened when his manipulating ex-wife comes back into the picture with every intention of staying there. She brings a few nasty surprises as well that will leave Mia and Reed reeling and wondering if there is anyway their fragile budding relationship.
18+ Adults only
Explicit Scenes, BDSM

Bound To Me Series Contains Four books, You Are Mine, You Are Ours, Because I Want To, and They Are Mine.

Damien's hands clamped hard around my thighs, spreading me wide, making me feel obscene.
His stare pinned me even before his mouth touched me—black fire in one eye, molten red in the other, daring me to resist.
My breath snagged. Every part of me ached for him to finally do it, to stop teasing, but he only smirked mischievously.
His breath feathered hot against the slick ache between my legs.
That was all....just air, just heat and my hips betrayed me, jerking up toward his face before I could stop them. Shame scalded me but his chuckle was darker as if he'd been waiting for me to surrender.
"You want my mouth here?" His voice rumbled against my skin, cruel amusement dripping from every word. "Then you'll beg."


I didn't ask for a new family, and I certainly didn't expect to meet them..the two dangerous, devastatingly hot biker Alphas my mother married into. They're rough, possessive, and rule the roads with iron fists.
And now, they've come home.
They barely speak to me. They keep their distance. But their eyes burn. And when the truth unravels—that I'm their destined mate everything shatters.
Now I'm caught in a web of forbidden desire, biker wars, and a bond I can't escape. I was just a girl trying to survive her mother's reckless choices.
Now I'm the obsession of two ruthless Alphas who would burn the world for me. And I'm not sure I want to stop them.
This book contains big of mature content, readers discretion is advised.

The man I loved and the family I trusted became my worst nightmares. They destroyed my child and tortured me to death over a blood curse. Reborn once more, I hold all the painful memories. I will tear off their masks of kindness, seek justice, and flee far away to start a brand new life, free from all suffering and betrayal.

The rogues cornered you, their scent tempted you. The first of them shifted back to his human form, with a ripped, muscled body. You follow his lead and shifted back into your human form, offering them your beautiful body on a silver platter, ready to be devoured, no longer having the will to fight the heat.He walked over to you and hungrily pulled your body against his. His erection pressed against your skin. The rest of the rogues shifted into their human form, one looking better than the other. You wanted them all. Their hands and mouths were all over your naked body, licking, touching, grabbing. With one of their faces between your legs, you caught a delicious scent. 'My fated mate is among them,' you thought and opened your eyes.Your eyes met a rogue who was still in his wolf form. He must have just joined. 'MATE,' you felt it rip through your soul as your eyes met his wolf's eyes. He growled and the one light in the dark alley flickered before it popped. The men who were devouring your body let you go as if your skin were burning them. They shifted back to their wolf forms, their heads low, before running away, leaving you alone with the rogue that had just scared them off, your fated mate.‘I am fated to a rogue?’ you asked, unable to speak. Your body needed him to take you as if the other men prepared you just for him.He changed into his human form, but you couldn't really see his face because it was too dark. The moment his body touched yours, you knew no matter what, there would be no parting from him.“Mine,” his husky voice said in your ear...

My name is Arthur, a bottom-tier financial drone relying on liver cirrhosis to survive on Wall Street. My greatest dream is to land a normal labor contract that includes weekends off and social security, but this is destined to be impossible.
Because my dad is a Primordial Vampire, my mom is an Alpha Werewolf, and my older brother is an Urban Legend Wraith.
When my tycoon boss, trying to save on severance pay, deployed over a hundred heavily-armed mercenaries to physically eliminate me, I had no choice but to blow the bone whistle my old man gave me...

I was once the "Abyss Sovereign" who made the entire dark world tremble.

To protect her, I willingly buried my true name and spent five years as a humble mechanic in a wealthy family.

I swallowed countless cold stares and humiliations, seeking only a moment of peace.

But these fools, for the sake of family interests, dared to push her to the brink of destruction!

Since retreat only invites further aggression, I have no choice but to don once more that blood-stained crown.

When my steel torrent crashed through the manor gates, those privileged elites who once trampled me underfoot could only tremble desperately in the mud!

Ten years ago, my parents worked for the Bellamys. He was their driver. She ran the house.

Then came the crash. I watched them shove Nash Bellamy out of the wreck, and it killed them both.

That's where the claustrophobia came from.

He knew. He knew all of it.

Then at homecoming, I showed up in a dress that matched Camilla's. She was the girl he'd always wanted. So he shoved me into the abandoned supply closet backstage.

The lock turned. On the other side of the door, he and Camilla were laughing like it was nothing.

"I'm pretty sure she's claustrophobic."

"Two hours in there. She'll learn."

I clawed at my own hands until they bled, couldn't get any air, and ended up wetting myself in a closet a dog wouldn't sleep in.

When the door finally opened, he pinched his nose and laughed and said I was disgusting.

I pushed myself up the wall, inch by inch, and looked at the face I'd been looking at for ten years. And I didn't want to cry anymore. Not even a little.

"Nash. I'm done chasing you."

"Ames, darling, you worry me." Linc Tanner, my billionaire stepfather breathes into the phone, and heat rises to my face at that damn nickname. That nickname coming out from his forbidden lips, capable of making my toes curl, my knees bent before him, taking all of him deep into my throat.

♠︎ ♠︎ ♠︎

The first day she came in contact with her stepfather, Amelia felt something shift in the air. Linc exudes menace. There's something about him that overwhelmed her.

As the years passed—she found this magnetism toward him. It drew her in so deeply that despite knowing how wrong it was to find her stepfather attractive and lust after him, she couldn’t talk herself out of it.

It was every shade of wrong. She should’ve been disgusted.

Her pussy still clenched every time she thought about him, the way he looks at her, those dark eyes filled with a ring of lust and primal hunger. It melted her, it soaked her. It drenched her.

When Amelia received a call to intern in her billionaire stepfather's company throughout the summer break, Amelia is terrified of what awaits her back in his New York City mansion where just three years ago after her mother's death and till now, she had been fighting against her treacherous feelings for him.

He's been the only object of her wildest fantasies. Oh, the things she had thought about him doing to her, they were illicit. Filthy. Completely taboo.

But Amelia is determined not to let her secret attraction override her judgments. Only if Linc would share the same resolve. She got the shock of her life when he didn't, and that is where the lines get blurrier for them.

Hypothetically speaking, can an Army Ranger war games strategist and an environmental scientist bent on saving the planet fall in love at first sight? Romey Capulano knows that marrying Jordan Spinelli is the most logical, expedient, and practical way to save the farm commune she’s lived on her whole life. But when the pragmatic-minded, hydroponic gardener says I do, she’s surprised to find her heart speeding up when he makes his vows, her hands tingling when he slides the diamond on her finger, and her breath quickening as he leans in for the kiss. Succumbing to the notion of love was not a part of her plan, and she’s sure it will ruin the platonic relationship that she and the genius Army Ranger have planned out for themselves. Jordan Spinelli is certain he’s coming down with something the day of his arranged marriage to Romey. Why else would his blood run hot, his palms sweat, and his heart keep skipping beats? Better he catch an illness than feelings for the level-headed soil scientist. Because falling in love was not a part of their carefully constructed, peer-researched marital agreement. As the two try to navigate a loveless marriage, unknown forces keep pushing them into each other's arms. Divine acts keep pushing their lips within kissing range. Unspoken desires keep causing their hearts to face the inexplicable truth; the unquantifiable math that all adds up to the obvious. But will Jordan and Romey be able to admit to themselves, and each other, that their platonic vows are a shame because they just might have fallen in love at first sight?

I got paid to test-sleep an heiress's fiancé.
One problem: he's my boss.
Bigger problem: I've been catfishing him online for six months—as his fiancée.
Now I'm pregnant. And he just called my real name.

A hundred years ago, that curse was meant for him. I'm the one who threw myself in front of it.
It cost me my elven heart, shattered on the spot—and a name I could never wash off. Traitor.
I never argued. Because the moment I speak the truth, the curse goes straight back to him.
So I stayed. I became his blood servant and let him drain me, one bottle at a time, to feed the woman he'd waited a century for. I told myself that if I endured long enough, someday he'd see my heart for what it was.
Then the healer told me my heart had thirty days left.
And he walked in, knife in hand, to say his beloved needed more of my blood.
This time, I'm not enduring anything.
I'm going to give him back this heart—at the exact moment he's most sure he's won.

When a baby unites two worlds, and a contract blossoms into love.

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

Five years ago, I woke up after surgery with my mind completely blank. The doctor said I had been in a training accident, and I was lucky just to be alive. Due to my injuries, after being discharged from the military, I was assigned to the mess hall at Fort Kiernan. Every day, I stood behind the same serving window, dishing out the same beef and potato stew to the same group of new recruits. I thought my life would always be like this. Then one day, a female journalist from the detention cell was escorted over by military police to get her meal. She slid her tray toward me and spoke a word I had never heard before. The ladle slipped right out of my left hand. My right arm dropped to my side, and my fingers curled instinctively into the shape of a gun grip. Who on earth am I?

"Whether you like it or not, sister, you're getting married to the Alpha of the Silverclaw Coven at first light."

Those words shatter the fragile peace Rosa has clung to for four years...


For four years, Rosa has been a prisoner in her own home, confined to a single room by her evil brother, Lance, after a tragedy shattered their family. The world outside has become a distant memory, replaced by the growing darkness within her. But on the eve of a forced marriage ceremony, everything changes.

Attracted by a scent he has never experienced before, Caspian , a vicious Alpha who has spent years looking for his mate, arrives at the palace. He senses Rosa's presence as a wolf distinguished by her wild erratic strength.

For Caspian, Rosa's eyes represent a weapon, a prize and a mate unlike any other, while for others they represent madness. He declares his intention to claim her disregarding the warnings and whispers starting a series of events that will bring them both to ruin.

In an effort to break his sister's disturbing powers and establish a relationship with his pack and Alpha Caspian, Lance quickly hands her over to him, ensuring her demise. But Rosa wont play the role. She tries a risky escape because she is so desperate to be free but Caspian pursues her relentlessly.

Captured and constrained by obligation she is compelled to enter into a marriage that is unlikely to be typical. Will Rosa give in to the darkness that threatens to devour her or will she manage to use her abilities and escape Caspians hold? And what exactly is Alpha Caspian pursuing-power, a weapon or something much more sinister?

Thirty-eight year old Levy a successful business owner and bike finds himself lost and lonely after his wife, Lilly has passed away. It's been two years and despite all the efforts of his close friends, Levy just isn't ready to date anyone or let them close. He's frightened to love and lose again. He doesn't think his heart will ever be the same.
That is until he starts to notice his son's ex girlfriend, Harper. At just twenty she knows her own mind. And Levy is all the man that she wants. And when Harper wants something she usually gets it. She makes no bones about letting Levy know that she is interested in him leaving him reeling.
Levy is blown away by her, he can't stop thinking about her but will he risk his relationship with his only son to chase love, friendship and happiness with a young woman, 18 years his junior?
Only time will tell.
A heart-warming, spicy, age gap romance.

"What if I told you I don 't care?" Amelia shot back, her tone sharp and unwavering.
Miguel 's lips curved into a sly smile, his eyes gleaming with challenge. "Then I 'd say you 're lying to yourself, Mia. Because no one fights this hard unless they feel something."
Amelia Hart 's quiet, predictable life is upended when her mother marries the wealthy Emilio Sanchez, bringing Amelia face-to-face with her new stepbrother, Miguel Angel Sanchez.
Wanton, arrogant, and infuriatingly charming, Miguel is everything she detests in a person. But sharing a home—and a school—turns Amelia 's disdain into a fiery rivalry, and their clashes soon spark something neither of them can deny.
Torn between her lifelong crush on the handsome, dependable Christian Grammer and the undeniable pull toward Miguel 's dangerous charm, Amelia 's world becomes even more complicated than she imagined.
As secrets are exposed and the pressures of their families, the media, and their own hearts collide, Amelia and Miguel must decide whether to risk it all for a love that feels as impossible as it does inevitable.
In this passionate enemies-to-lovers story, where love and hate blur at every turn, the greatest risk might just be following their hearts.
The Fine Line Between Us is a story of forbidden romance, self-discovery, and the courage to follow your heart.

“A masterpiece of thriller and mystery. Blake Pierce did a magnificent job developing characters with a psychological side so well described that we feel inside their minds, follow their fears and cheer for their success. Full of twists, this book will keep you awake until the turn of the last page.” --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re Once Gone) HOMECOMING (A Chloe Fine Mystery) is book #5 in a new psychological suspense series by bestselling author Blake Pierce, whose #1 bestseller Once Gone (Book #1) (a free download) has over 1,000 five-star reviews. When two husbands, best friends, turn up dead in a wealthy suburban town, FBI VICAP Special Agent Chloe Fine, 27, is called in to unmask the lies in this small town and to find the killer. Chloe will have to penetrate this town’s perfect façade, to get past its public appearances to understand the truth of who these men were, and who may have wanted them dead. And in a town that thrives on its exclusivity, that won’t be easy to do.What secrets were these husbands hiding?An emotionally wrought psychological suspense with layered characters, small-town ambiance and heart-pounding suspense, HOMECOMING is book #5 in a riveting new series that will leave you turning pages late into the night. Book #6 in the Chloe Fine series will also be available soon.

The multi-million-dollar deal I worked my ass off to win back was handed over by my boss to a clueless new hire who could barely even read the material codes. And that same rookie had the nerve to mock me in public, saying I was nothing but his errand girl.
My boss went even further, tore up every rule in the book, and shoved a termination agreement right at me.
I didn't argue. I didn't make a scene. I took the severance and walked away.
Because I knew one thing better than anyone: without me, they wouldn't even make it through the manufacturers' front doors.
Sure enough, just days after I left, the entire supply chain fell apart, and the company's cash flow completely collapsed.
And when they started scrambling in desperation, running all over New York begging investment executives to save them, they walked straight onto my mother's turf.

It's been ten years now and I've programmed my brain to forget her little did I know that I was deceiving myself.

Things changed when I saw her.
She looked different. She wasn't the same little girl I had fallen in love with. She was now a grown woman.

She was gorgeous.
I needed her beneath me just for one night. I'd get her out of my system and move on.

That was probably a lie.

Months later.

Here I am drowning my sorrow in alcohol on my last night as a single man.
I was getting married to a woman I never truly loved.

Tara gave me a shy smile as she approached the aisle with her father.

Kelsey looked away and ignored me.

I was about to slide the ring on Tara's finger and her father's voice stopped me.

"Stop."

I turned around and faced him.

Tara grabbed his hand angrily.

"Dad what are you doing?!"

Xie Yijin hated me more than anyone in this world.

He called me vicious as a scorpion, said I schemed about everything, stole all that belonged to Lin Wanwan, and destroyed the one he held dearest.

Xie Yijin shielded Lin Wanwan tightly behind him.
The eyes that once looked at me with such tenderness were now frozen over with unmelting ice.
He pointed straight at me, every word cutting like a blade:

"Shen Zhiyi, why don’t you just die?!"

I froze in place, my fingertips ice-cold.
Unconsciously, I still clutched that crumpled, yellowed candy wrapper.

He had given it to me when he was seven years old,
saying that when I grew up, he would marry me
and buy me candies for the rest of my life.

But now…
he only wanted me dead.

I thought I was driving into my mating ceremony. Instead, Calder's mother met the car with a tray — a silver collar lined with spikes, and a rusty pincer for pulling out my sharpest fang. Blackbriar rules, she said. Every Luna wears one. And Calder, the man who never once raised his voice at me back in the city, just stood there like all of this was perfectly reasonable. So I told the driver to turn around. That's when the logs came down across the road. My phone had no signal. Willa was bleeding. And Calder was crouched on the hood of my car, telling me I could walk into that pack hall on my own, or be carried in. He'd done his homework on me — my money, my bloodline, my dowry. All of it, except one thing. The bone whistle around my neck. And what happens when I blow it.