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Lsabella, the only female Alpha on the East Continent, carries the burden of reviving the Pack, for which she has worked hard.
Luckily, Xavier is her only solace, and he vows to always be by her side. But on the day Xavier comes of age, their tight-knit relationship is shattered.
Is it a joke that the Luna has decided that Xavier's brother Jasper is Lsabella's MATE?
Lsabella also feels confused from time to time. Even though she has a MATE, it seems that there are two forces pulling her in the dark, and she cannot easily identify her heart...
With the full moon coming up, can they find their other half under the guidance of the Luna?

For many years, a powerful throne has waited for the true ruler who can take it. Everyone believes only a strong Alpha can claim it, but no one ever expected Samien to be the one.

Samien was born into a noble family. Her future was supposed to be easy. She was meant to become a gentle Luna, marry a great Alpha, and stay behind him while he led.

But Samien has her own dreams. She has the spirit of a leader in her heart. She wants to choose her own path and lead her own pack.

To chase her future, she hides her identity and joins Wolves Academy as a boy. The academy is a harsh place where young Alpha boys train and compete. Every day is a battle. Every mistake is dangerous.

Samien struggles to survive among them. She faces mockery, pain, and hard challenges. One of her greatest enemies is Mark Draven. He is strong, feared, and respected. He also never misses a chance to test her limits.

What no one knows is that Samien carries a secret power. She is a Moon wolf with a rare gift that can change the fate of the packs. When others discover this truth, she becomes a target. Powerful leaders want her gone before she grows strong enough to threaten them.

Hunted and betrayed, Samien has only one choice left. She must rise and claim the throne before her enemies destroy her future.

But the journey is filled with danger, heartbreak, and hidden truths. The biggest challenge of all is the unexpected bond between her and Mark Draven. He was her enemy. Now he is tied to her by fate.

Will Mark stand with her, or be the one who destroys her?

The fight for the throne is coming, and Samien must decide who she can trust as she faces her greatest test.

Five years ago, on our wedding day, my fiancée Vivian was in the bridal suite fucking my best man.
Five years later, I returned to New York with my wife—the most powerful Mafia matriarch in Naples. At Atelier Milano, Brandon, the same "best man" who betrayed me, fawned over my custom-tailored suit, groveling to the staff about how desperately he wanted to meet the legendary Mr. Salvatore.
He had no idea...
The man he'd once written off as a pathetic loser was the very person he was now begging to impress.

"I want to sleep with you." Lendon stared at Kendra, blurted out his perverted words. Then, he grabbed Kendra's shoulder suddenly. He was pushing her to the bed.

Kendra pushed Lendon away and raised her palms on his chest, "Wait! Why do I have to sleep with you? You just slept with that woman."

Does he have a lot of energy to sleep with several women? Besides, Kendra knew herself well. That woman was way hotter than her. She pouted her lips when she thought how Lendon enjoyed that beauty earlier.

"Do I need a reason to sleep with you?" Lendon shouted in anger.

"But the contract…." Kendra said.

"I am Party A." Lendon interrupted Kendra and narrated proudly, "You should cooperate with me all the time. Do you forget?"

Looking at Lendon's eyes, Kendra felt horrible and shook her head. It seemed that she couldn't escape tonight.

Nadine is a 28 years old omega living with her abusive boyfriend and her weak mother.
Every morning felt the same—waking up in a house that didn’t feel like home, surrounded by tension so thick it clung to the walls. The bruises weren’t always visible, but the damage ran deep. Her boyfriend, Theo, didn’t need words to warn her, his fist did most of the work. He dictated what she wore, who she spoke to, when she came and went. And she obeyed. Not out of love. Out of exhaustion.

Then out of nowhere, he throws her out of the house, where she meets Madden, her mate who she had run away from. He has intention of letting her go this time. After all, she was the cause of his Luna's death.

What will Nadine do when the life of her mother is also at stake?

"Please let me go…" She cried on top of her voice as the butler pulled her up from her kneeling position.

"You are stuck with me and are mine alone, dead or alive."


In the kingdom of Waylen, where werewolves were the most terrorized creatures that ruled over humans, a pariah named Marian was sold to a lycan Lord. Marian is from a small town where her parents are both vampires but she was born from the bloodline of a vampire woman and a human man. Upon discovery of her identity, her father and sister sold her for an auction to lecherous werewolves after the death of her boyfriend, Alec.

Her new master, Reagan Novikov is an elusive, sly and manipulative lycan who harbors a dangerous obsession for vengeance against his enemies, the vampires. When his eyes set on Marian, he becomes her new master with a purpose in his mind.

Scared by her new circumstances, Marian finds herself in a new land with no hope of the future, wrapped around a new master. She still finds herself drawn to the dangerous darkness lurking around Reagan, a darkness which is about to plunge her into the depths of hell.

What will happen when she finds out his true intentions? Can she redeem him? Or will she also drown in his darkness?

A young figure skater receives death threats and meets a bodyguard assigned to protect her. Who won't break under her pressure.

This is a completely different world, as aliens, we are divided into two parts, ET1 and ET2.
We can switch between humanoid or alien forms at will.
We have claws that can be used as our weapons to protect us when we resist other species.
I was accidentally kidnapped and I had to find a way to escape and reunite with my people.
When I discovered that his obsession with me was growing, it led to increasingly dangerous and unpredictable behaviour. How should I react?


My body reacts to his touch as if an electric current ran through my nerves.
My eyes are closed, but I imagine his firm, defined muscles against my skin as I slide my fingers to the sensitive area between my legs.
He moves in and out of me....

When Ashley accepted a position as a housemaid at Bellvue Manor, she never anticipated becoming caught up in a tangle of secrets and deceptions. The mysterious billionaire, Mr Henry Bellvue, conceals himself in his wheelchair and intense stare, yet his son James's allure risks disrupting Ashley's existence. While traversing the dangerous realm of affluence and entitlement, Ashley starts to uncover troubling truths regarding the Bellevue family's history... as well as her own. However, just as she believes she is nearing the truth, an unexpected revelation disrupts everything completely:

"While I remained motionless in the doorway, Mr. Bellevue's voice softly echoed in my ear, 'You aren't who you believe you are, Ashley... and neither am I.'"

“She’s my mother, not yours.”
“Abigail, be a good girl. This is your honor.”
“If there is a next life, I’ll make you pay for this.”
I was tied to the stake and burned alive by the family I loved; betrayed by the “mother” who had been poisoning me for eighteen years, abandoned by the sister who wore my scent like a mask.


Abigail is the wolfless outcast of the Crimson Fang Pack. She was raised on lies, her wolf never meant to awaken. Until one night, her family ties her to the stake and burns her alive in the name of “sacrificing to the Luna to protect the pack.”
When she opens her eyes again, she’s back at seventeen—before it all began. Armed with the truth of her past life, she must tear apart the carefully laid conspiracy that stole her future.
Can she do it?
Can she awaken her wolf?
Can she find her fated mate?

They called her the Omega.
Weak. Unworthy. A stain on the royal bloodline.

But they were wrong.

When Seraphine Vale’s family was branded as traitors by the man she had loved the most, she witnessed her father’s execution by beheading, her mother burned alive, and her siblings slaughtered under a fabricated decree. She was beaten, broken, dragged to the altar of Drakar: the mountain where maidens were offered to the ruthless dragon king; she was abandoned to die… or so they believed.

But Azrath, the dragon king who was feared by all, didn’t eat her. Instead, he pressed his mark into her skin, an old fire sigil that tied their destinies together. The same beast who had laid waste to kingdoms and haunted the living and the dead had, inexplicably, been captivated by her beauty. There was something in her anger, her stubborn strength and the wildness in her blood that drew him in and she couldn't explain why.

But Seraphine was not an ordinary omega like they perceived. She was the Lycan Queen, the last of her kind that remained even though she herself didn't know. Werewolves of her kind were feared, hunted, and underestimated until her power was unlocked by extreme rage.

Now she rises from the ashes, half-lycan queen, half-marked by dragon fire, with fire in her veins and vengeance in her heart. All the kingdoms that betrayed her, the man she once loved who slaughtered her family, and people who underestimated her will tremble before her wrath.

The moon rises red.
The dragon watches.
The Lycan Queen walks from ashes, fury, and fire. Ready to claim what was stolen, punish those who wronged her, and rewrite the fate of all kingdoms.

When I was his, I loved him blindly.

Until the night I opened our bedroom door—
And saw him——Miles, My husband.
Driving into his mistress from behind, his hands gripping her hips, their moans filling the room where we once made love.

He turned when he saw me. And smiled.

“Get out,” he said, slamming her harder, like I was nothing but air.
I stood there frozen, the man I loved shattering every last piece of me.

But that was then.

Now
I am the Mafia Alpha Queen.

Men bow when I pass. Power bends to my will. And soon… so will Miles.

He will kneel. He will beg. He will pray for death to take him—

But his torture has only begun.
And I’ll make sure it never ends.

There prevailed to be six kingdoms consisting of humans, werewolves, vampires, fairies, elves, and dragon kingdoms.

A hostile war transpired between the dragons and the werewolves. The very war destroyed a lot of lives and the dragons' kingdom.

However, the werewolves were getting defeated and the human kingdom agreed on assisting their allies which were the werewolves. But then, amidst the battle, something significant happened.

Alpha Jeffrey, the king of the werewolves was at the point of winning against the Almighty king of the dragons.

He zipped the arrow at the dragon king. However, his strike jabbed right into the heart of King Dawson, the human king.

Anguishly, this brought a great disputable conflict between the humans... A wave of venomous anger and pure hatred against the werewolves.

When the war was won, the dragons vanished from the earth. Then, the battle between the humans and the werewolves arose.

Queen Isle being the spouse of king Dawson, swore with her life to avenge her husband's death and make Alpha Jeffery... Her slave.


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"Strip!" the feminine cold voice, ordered.

A thick groan, a scratchy voice responded to her utters. "And what if I don't, woman!" he growls outrageously yet, weakly.

"Then, await to withstand the dance of the devils, Alpha!" she chuckled, evilly and viciously.

And then, she walked out in her regal strides away from the room.

She is the queen, the tyrant ruler of Denmark's kingdom.

Her voice is authority, her voice is the law!

No one dares to mess up with her, no one dares to weigh a war on her kingdom. She's like a fire, that not even the ocean can quench her whole.

Even the moon is extremely envious of the voluminous beauty she carries.

She's known as the tyrant Queen Isle.

He carefully helps me take my shirt off. I shield myself with my arms.
"No, please let me look at you. I want to see your beautiful body." He states.
How could he say I was beautiful with scars all over my body? I have nothing but skin and bones. Tears flow from my eyes. He wipes them away and embraces me in a comforting hug.
"Let it all out," he says.
He starts washing my thighs, slowly moving up towards my vagina. Sensing my tension, he abruptly stops and proceeds to wash my hair before wrapping a towel around me.
"Can I kiss you?" he asks.
I shake my head, yes.
He kisses me deeply and intensely.


As the lowest slave in the wolf pack, Sarah had been accustomed to whips and chains since she was a child.
When she closed her eyes again and waited to be whipped,
unexpectedly, what she waited for was just a warm hug.
"I finally found you."
The alpha king saved her. She was not only the missing princess but also his fated mate.

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish.

But they forgot one thing:
Ash remembers.
And so does the throne buried beneath it.

The forest did not devour her. It bowed.
The flame did not die. It waited.
Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered:

“She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.”

Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name.

And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash.

But enemies stir in silence.
Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open.

Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel.
And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence:

The gods will end.
She will not.

And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers:
“The Flame That Walks Returns.
Let the gods burn first.”

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

Micah plowed into her soaking wet pussy as he lost his grip on time and his surroundings.

Snow smirked as she watched him wide eyed from beneath him as her magic started to Buble up from deep within her.

"You really think you can handle me, my dear slave?" She husked while Micah was starting to feel slightly light headed.

"Yes!" He gritted out while he felt his climax approaching faster then lightning.

"ALL of me?" Snow whispered in his ear sensually.

"Yes, yes I..." Micah groaned as he suddenly felt a weird sensation creeping into his body starting from where they were joined together. Snow smirked and let her magic take over and poured it into Micah's receiving body making him lose his mind completely!


Don Micah Santorini, hot headed mafia leader with a wicked Snow Queen of the mystical waste lands. Two opposites coming from different worlds find each other, challenge each other, pushing each other's buttons, neither of them wanting to back down!

What will happen when a cold hearted queen lands in the "backyard" of a hot headed mafia king? Will their struggle for power kill the first petals of love before it has a chance to bloom or will it strengthen their unusual bond and help them to create and claim a new kingdom amidst all the other drama and mysteries?

'He was her saviour and she was his redemption.'

Avalyn has been a slave of her fathers’ murderer for eight years before he sold her off in an auction.

Nikolai didn't plan on finding his mate, but now that he did, he was going to keep her, even if he had to be her mate, her master or her lover. He'll take her as she will have him.

Follow Nikolai and Avalyn on their journey from being the Alpha and Luna of The Rogue Pack to becoming the Lycan King and Queen.

I’m a girl without a Wolf. Sister to the future mate of the Lycan King himself.

For my entire life, I’ve lived in her shadow, in all my family’s shadow. An outcast or as good as. But the day the Lycan King ascends his throne, our Pack is attacked, and everyone is slaughtered.

Everyone except me.

For months I hide out like some feral creature in the jungle, only one day humans find me and I’m dragged before the Lycan King. But when our eyes meet I realize he is my mate. Not my sister’s.

Mine.

Only, there is a Wolf here, sat beside him already, a Wolf pretending to be my sister, claiming she is cursed so their bond will not form. And Adriel, King of the Lycan’s, seems torn between the mesmerizing creature who has her claws so deep into him, and me, his true mate.

But how can I convince anyone to choose a Wolfless girl, let alone the Lycan King himself?

What to expect:
Forced proximity
Dub Con
Non-Con (F on M)
Pack bullying
A rags to riches vibe.

When Calistra, the goddess who created all werewolves, awakens in the body of Zara a broken omega who took her own life she finds herself trapped in a cruel punishment. Her new mate is Rafael Prickette, the Alpha’s reckless son and the man who made Zara’s life a living hell.

Stripped of her divine power, Calistra becomes his servant, forced to endure the bond that ties her to the one she despises most. But when the mate bond defies his cruelty protecting her, punishing him it sparks a dangerous pull between them.

Vengeance was meant to be her purpose. Desire was never supposed to be her weakness.

"Go take a shower. I'll be waiting in bed."

In the hotel room, Lydia was tipsy, her fingers fumbling absently with the man's tie. He leaned in close to her ear, his voice low and smooth: "Let's shower together."

She thought he was just a paid escort she'd hired for the night.

It wasn't until later that she found out — he was the wealthiest man in New York, the head of the Levitt family, Simon Levitt.


Lydia's life had never been her own. Her father wanted to marry her off to the playboy Ivor in exchange for business interests. Her stepmother Marlo and half-sister Natasha worked together to push her out. The inheritance left by her birth mother was withheld by her father as leverage. And at one point, her own father and stepmother had secretly plotted an accident to get rid of her for good. With nowhere left to turn, she struck a clear-headed deal with Simon — she would use his influence to break free from her constraints, and he would use the engagement to consolidate power within his family. The prenuptial agreement was spelled out in black and white. There was no room for feelings.

But fate never follows the script. Simon's ex, Elizabeth, suddenly reappeared claiming to be carrying his child. Natasha threw herself at him in a desperate attempt to take Lydia's place. And Simon and Ivor turned out to be half-brothers. Lydia's birth father's death also seemed tangled up in all of it. She was at the center of the storm, with danger closing in from every direction.

The man she thought was only using her kept showing up at her most dangerous moments — taking back her mother's inheritance, putting Hector in his place, shielding her from threats coming at her from all sides.

She asked him, "What do you actually want?"

He looked down, pressed his lips to hers, and said nothing.


Then one day, Lydia stumbled upon a long-buried secret between her mother and the Levitt family —

She and Simon had never been a coincidence. Not from the very beginning.

And Simon had known all along.

Behind this "mutually beneficial" arrangement, what was the truth that had been hiding there the whole time?

Ever since my adoptive parents found their biological daughter, they changed completely, treating me with utter disdain.
They posted my information on family reunion websites, claiming they wanted to help me find my birth parents, but in reality, they just wanted to get rid of me.
As I dragged my luggage, preparing to leave the home I'd lived in for eighteen years, a middle-aged man claiming to be a butler appeared. He said he was here to take me home and pulled out a bank card with a billion-dollar deposit.
"Master and Madam possess assets worth hundreds of billions. You are a true heiress of a wealthy family!"
A billion dollars? Hundreds of billions in assets? I thought he had escaped from a mental hospital.
It wasn't until I got into that luxury car, until I encountered that pet poisoning case at the courthouse entrance, until I single-handedly turned a certain loss into a resounding victory, that I finally realized—
I was never any Cinderella. I had always been a princess!
And those who once looked down on me and despised me would soon discover exactly what they had lost!

“A vessel made from two great powers. Of both Alpha beast and Priestess witch.”
The last thing rogue werewolf Kaeleigh wants to do when she discovers she is the fated mate of Chase, the future Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, is to be bound by pack structures and hierarchies. Especially since her secret is that she can’t shift. But a dangerous unknown enemy and a tragic death put her life and the lives of those around her at risk, and Kaeleigh finds herself in the centre of a feud between two Alphas.
Everything is in question as secrets come out, curses and prophecies are revealed and hearts are broken as Kaeleigh must choose between the cursed love of her fated Alpha mate and a promise made to the Alpha of the rival pack.
All this and more, in this first of two part fated love paranormal romance story, are the puzzle pieces of a centuries old prophecy that foretells the rise of a powerful queen who is destined to become the leader of a new supernatural hybrid species.

Kataleya Frost lives in a world where Alpha Females are considered to be a myth. A legend. Kataleya had suffered from intense trauma when she was 18, which affected her outlook on life. She used to dream of one day finding her mate and having the perfect mate bond, similar to what her parent's have; however, now Kataleya wants nothing to do with him. Kataleya's brother was set to become the next Alpha, but had decided that he had other aspirations and named Kataleya as his successor. This change will cause her to have to change many things within the pack hierarchy and what is considered to be normal in a pack. Her father always taught her and her brothers that the road to becoming Alpha was never going to be easy, but will Kataleya ever be accepted by the members of her pack as their future Alpha? When Kataleya meets her mate, will he be able to change her prospective on life and the mate bond? Will her mate become her salvation or her ultimate downfall? What happens when something from her past come back to haunt her? Will she succumb to her painful memories or will she be able to move past it to save herself and her pack?

She was a beauty queen with history, trying to live a new life in a big city. Little did she know, she is in for a big surprise destined to change her life forever. He is a king with a longing so soul-deep, craving for the gift he had been waiting for his entire existence. What will he do when he finally finds her? Is he willing to share all his secrets just to be with her?

She had been granted another chance by the moon goddess to relive her life.
A chance she didn't want and never appreciated.

In her last life Rieka had managed to become the queen of the werewolves, a position that made her the envy of all women in the kingdom.
The same position had also become her downfall, a fall which had been aided by the same man she called her husband, someone who she hadn't even seen again since after their wedding.

Now a year after rebirth after Rieka had sworn to have nothing to do with the upper hierarchy of the werewolves, she had bumped into her husband.

Unconscious and at the brink of death, realizing that she couldn't avoid her fate, Rieka decides to face it head on but this time, she would do everything in her power to make sure that those who had a hand in her predicament in her previous life were served revenge including her husband.

The master of it all
The king of the werewolves

"You'll never love me, will you?" Elijah asks, his voice low and husky, as he wraps his arms around Aria's waist.
"Love you?" Aria repeats, her voice laced with venom. "I will never love you." Aria whispered. Elijah smirks, his eyes glinting with amusement. "We'll see about that. You're mine now, Aria. My wife. My property."


On the day Aria is set to get engaged to the love of her life, her dreams shatter when the ruthless mafia king, Elijah, storms in with a chilling ultimatum: marry him, or her family will get killed.
Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Aria is thrust into a dangerous world of crime and deception. As she struggles to adapt, she uncovers the dark truth behind her marriage, and the shocking secrets her family has been hiding all along.

Isabella believed she was heading to Canada for a new beginning but her stepmother Clara had other plans and sold her to vicious mafiamen.
Instead she falls into the hands of Lucian a domineering and possessive mafia boss. She fights, trapped in his world but their desire ignites.

Lucian who is determined to keep what is rightfully his pursues her after she eventually manages to get away. But secrets surface including power struggles, unspoken betrayals and a child she never disclosed to him.

Isabella has to choose between fighting for her freedom and embracing the dark passion that threatens to consume her as war rages in the underworld.

Twenty-one-year-old Maya Chen thought her biggest problem was paying for college. She never knew her father owed a blood debt to the most dangerous crime family in New York—until four arrogant heirs storm into her life to collect.
Dante Rossi commands with ice-cold authority and expects total obedience. Marcus "Tank" Romano crushes enemies with his bare hands and shows no mercy. Luca Torrino charms his way through lies and manipulation like a deadly snake. And Adrian Volkov kills without emotion, a ghost who strikes from shadows.
They expect a trembling girl who'll beg for her life. Instead, Maya spits fire: "I'll never bow to you—or anyone."
Their plan was simple: use her as a pawn to settle old debts. But when she fights back during a bloody ambush, grabbing a gun and standing her ground, something shifts. Their cold amusement turns to burning obsession. Each man wants to break her defiance, to make her surrender—but Maya Chen doesn't break.
As gang wars explode across the city and bodies pile up in the streets, four ruthless heirs find themselves protecting the one woman who refuses to fear them. But in a world where love is weakness and trust means death, their growing obsession could destroy everything they've built.
Maya must choose: escape their dark world or embrace the fire inside her and rise as its queen. Because in the end, the woman who never kneels might be the only one strong enough to rule them all.

The rise of Stella Rogers as the last clan of mixed-blood red foxes makes vampires vying for the blood of the Half Blood. Despite changing her name, changing the color of her irises, and even smelling like a human, Stella Rogers, who is now Federica Dawson, must face various obstacles to protect herself from those who try to resurrect a half-blood vampire named Grim Ripper.

In between these obstacles, Federica Dawson is met with a vampire who calls to become an ally of the Half Blood. The journey to find a way to kill the Grim Ripper makes them fall in love with each other. Did Federica succeed or did she kill herself?

She went searching for a brighter future and found one... with teeth."

Lycans have been hunted for decades, but Meena Steward is one of the few that have survived. She's the Alpha of her pack, the Steelhead Crest pack. She's unmated, which is becoming a problem because it's causing her Lycan to go feral. Meena refuses to take a chosen mate, no matter how many Alpha werewolves beat down her door. Will she find her mate before it's too late, or will she have to give in?
Lucious has been on his own for a long time, and it's been a tough life. He doesn't remember his family or where he came from, but he knows where and who he's trying to avoid. Will he ever be safe and find peace? Will he ever learn about his past?
Sapphira has never been the same since she lost her pet, and she hasn't stopped looking for him. She will scorch the Earth to get to him. Will she ever find him again?
Join the journey and find out what happens in their lives. Join the Resurrected Lycan.

She was spoiled and the only daughter of Italy’s most feared Mafia empire. But I was never supposed to fall for the one man paid to protect me.
Luca Bianchi. My father's most trusted bodyguard. A man with secrets darker than his tailored suits and eyes that have haunted me since I was sixteen. When threats close in and betrayal strikes from inside our mansion, my parents send me away with the one man I swore I hated.
But this isn’t just about stolen glances and red lace. Because someone is hunting me.
And Luca might be the only one who can save me.
He’s the bodyguard. I’m the heiress.
And in this deadly game of bullets and betrayal…
I might just be the one who gets claimed.

"Our worlds cannot be merged together; no matter how much we try, it will be useless. We just have to give up!" Elise's voice shook, though her alpha glare never wavered.
Rory stepped closer, his voice low and guttural. "You think I don't know that? I know it's impossible… I know you can't abandon your people, and I can't abandon mine."
His hand brushed her cheek, eyes blazing. "But that doesn't change the fact that I crave you. Every breath you take pulls me closer, no law or bloodline can stop it. Tell me you don't feel it too… and I'll walk away."


Every year, Elise, the fierce heir to the SilverClaw Pack, walks into the grand mate-gathering hall with hope burning in her chest—only to leave alone. Without a mate, she can never claim the Iron Throne. And this year is no different…
Until a violent storm changes everything.
Stranded on the wrong side of town, Elise crosses paths with Rory, a rough-edged, dangerously handsome rogue leader who's younger, untamed.
He's everything she shouldn't want. Rough where she's refined. A leader of outcasts, branded an enemy to her people. Forbidden.
But fate doesn't care about bloodlines or crowns. The Moon Goddess has other plans.
No law, no tradition, not even bloodlines can break the pull between them. But with packs divided and war brewing in the shadows, choosing Rory could cost Elise her throne… and spark a conflict that might destroy them both.
Torn between duty and an impossible love, Elise must decide: Will she walk away from her destiny… or risk everything for the mate the moon chose for her?

"What exactly do you see in him? I'm more handsome, and I treat you better, so why do you have feelings for him?” His husky voice vibrated in the dark room, scattering the wine bottle into a thousand pieces.

Lydia stood her ground, refusing to be scared. “Why are you so angry? You're getting married next week, aren't you? So why can't I sleep with him?” She asked with a grimace.

He growled, letting out a low howl, and his eyes turned golden yellow. “You belong to me, your body, soul, heart, flesh….. everything's mine!” He whispered, slowly moving towards her like a predator.

Lydia’s eyes widened, trembling, she began to take steps backwards. He smiled on seeing her reaction. Alpha likes to chase after their prey.

But suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a half-dressed man entered, his eyes burning with rage. “How dare you touch what's mine, boy?!”
———

She lost her memory, but not her destiny.

When Lydia Rockwell, a quiet orphan turned corporate rising star, wakes up from a brutal accident, she remembers only two faces; Justin Magnus, the ruthless Alpha heir who once mocked her, and Harridan Wolfe, the man she'd secretly loved for ten years.

Now caught between two powerful men and a past soaked in betrayal, Lydia must piece together the truth, about her parents’ death, her hidden bloodline, and the accident that almost ended her life.

But the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes. Because Justin’s father will do anything to keep their family’s secrets buried…
And Justin himself is hiding something far deeper.

In a world where power replaces packs, love isn’t just forbidden, it’s fatal.

Will Lydia fight for justice and freedom, or fall for the man her heart and fate can’t let go?

“A vessel made from two great powers. Of both Alpha beast and Priestess witch.”
The last thing rogue werewolf Kaeleigh wants to do when she discovers she is the fated mate of Chase, the future Alpha of the Dark Moon pack, is to be bound by pack structures and hierarchies. Especially since her secret is that she can’t shift. But a dangerous unknown enemy and a tragic death put her life and the lives of those around her at risk, and Kaeleigh finds herself in the centre of a feud between two Alphas.
Everything is in question as secrets come out, curses and prophecies are revealed and hearts are broken as Kaeleigh must choose between the cursed love of her fated Alpha mate and a promise made to the Alpha of the rival pack.
All this and more, in this first of two part fated love paranormal romance story, are the puzzle pieces of a centuries old prophecy that foretells the rise of a powerful queen who is destined to become the leader of a new supernatural hybrid species.

“Strip...” I looked at him, not believing what he just said. “I said strip.” His voice held authority not to ignore his order. I started discarding my clothes one by one, shivering in fear. His gaze pierces my skin from head to toe, while disgust was loud and clear on his face. “You don't interest me anymore. Get out.”

MATURE CONTENT! 🔞

"Call me sick for getting off to my woman being fucked by another man, but you like it." Jaxon started in my direction, slowly stalking toward me. I involuntarily take a few steps back as he begins to speak.

"The thrill, the anticipation. You love the sheer pleasure we both give to you whenever your pussy is being penetrated by either of us."

"Do you dream about us, princess? Having both of us fucking and filling your tight holes with our cum,"

"I do." There was no point in lying anymore; he's already discovered my deepest, darkest fantasies just by staring at the expressions on my face.

"Your pussy is probably dripping wet at the mention of it." Jaxon had me trapped between him and the wall, his fingers tauntingly inching their way up my inner thigh. We both stiffened when he reached the sore-sensitive bundle of nerves- my slickness coating his fingers. He growled, roughly turning me around and pressing me into the wall.

"So wet, just as I fucking thought you would be." Excitement and lust had me tongue-tied with nipples so hard I could feel each bud pressing through my dress.

"I hope he had his fun with you, cause now it's my turn." Jaxon found the zipper on my dress and pulled it down. I dropped my hands, allowing him to easily remove the sleeves from my shoulders.

"I'm guessing you're sore." I nodded slightly.

"You'll give me your ass then." My eyes widened as Jaxon took a step closer, shifting his body weight onto me, and within seconds, I felt his erection pulsing against my bare ass.

I died. Just like that. No warning, no mercy. An ambush, a grenade, and a handful of traitors blown to pieces along with me. I was the heiress of a mafia clan. Feared. Respected… until my own sister stabbed me (first metaphorically, then literally). And just when I thought being dead was the worst part, I wake up in a historical palace wearing a ridiculous nightgown, surrounded by maids calling me “Your Highness.”

Now I’m Abigaíl, the fourth princess of a crumbling empire, with sisters just as murderous and a plot straight out of a novel I, surprise surprise, read in my past life. Only this time… I’m the main character. One destined to die before becoming what she truly is: a lycanthrope. The problem? If I die, the King of the North — a.k.a. the most feared wolf on the continent and my soulmate — will declare war. Again.

Survive in a medieval world full of hidden daggers, diplomatic balls, and kings with fangs? Sounds messy.

But I’m Luciana Ricci. I was raised among guns, betrayal, and broken codes of honor.

And if this story wants me dead… it's going to have to fight for that ending.

"The contract marriage has expired. You're no longer useful to me," Lucas's cold voice pierced my heart. After three years of devotion, I was nothing but a disposable tool.

Then, he brought her home. Amelia, his cherished true love—and the daughter of the mafia family that slaughtered my parents. She sneered at me, flaunting my mother's stolen sapphire necklace, while Lucas ruthlessly kicked me out, calling me a mere "housekeeper."

My heart shattered entirely, but the tears finally stopped. I signed the divorce papers and walked out into the night.

He thought I was a penniless nobody who would crumble without his wealth. He didn't know my real name was Isabella Sorelli.

When I appeared at a top-tier banquet, flanked by my three wildly protective, billionaire brothers, Lucas's eyes widened in sheer shock. I am the heiress to the city's greatest empire now. You threw me away for a snake, Lucas? Watch me crush her. And when you finally realize what you lost, begging on your knees won't be enough.

Tessa is the picture perfect student with good grades, flawless attendance and a charming smile. With one year left to graduate high school and a bucket list imposed by her best friend, her goal is pretty much the same with an extra addition--tick off every item on the cursed bucket list.

But trouble comes knocking in the form of blue eyes, muscled body and an ego the size of her head. What happens when the school's badboy, Benjamin notices her in a boxing ring?

Pain shot through my body as I woke up. Every muscle ached in ways I'd never felt before. My face burned as memories flooded back: his body pressed against mine, his deep voice commanding "Engrave this name into your soul. From this night forward, you're mine—for a lifetime, for eternity." But now? He was gone. Just a card left behind like I was some transaction. My fingers trembled as I crumpled that paper and threw it in the trash. "I'll take your money, Barrett Thompson," I whispered bitterly. "But I don't need you."

Sera Ginger was drugged and sold by her own father to a seventy-three-year-old man—until Barrett Thompson, the presidential heir and billionaire CEO, intervened. One passionate night changed everything. Now Sera must rebuild her life while her cruel father and spoiled half-sister Marissa continue tormenting her, completely unaware of what's coming.

What happens when Sera's toxic family discovers the truth? Will the mysterious Barrett Thompson reappear in her life? And how sweet will revenge taste when those who trampled on her realize who she really spent that night with?

"An agreement? But we only met last night. I appreciate you saving me, but things are not like this," Catherine said, trying to keep her voice calm, but she felt unsettled, a growing sense of unease.
Lucius chuckled softly and approached Catherine, gently lifting her chin to speak, "It's okay, if you don't want to, we can negotiate compensation for breaking the contract. As for your stepfather, I'm not sure." His eyes began to shine now, a confident, assertive demeanor.
"This meaningless contract, I cannot agree to it. It's best you let me go." Catherine said firmly, her tone escalating into an inner battle.
"Naomi Catherine, at most, you have three days to give me an answer. If you dare to defy me, it won't just be the 10 million dollars from the contract. It will also be your stepfather's life."
"Catherine, I don't want to become your adversary. But I hope you'll make a wise decision. The price of deception and compromise is never cheap, and sometimes, it can change your entire life."
Catherine felt like Lucius's words were a glaring red light, highlighting the danger of the situation. But at the same time, she also felt the limitation of freedom and the imposition of a decision she didn't want to face.
"Moreover, I can also help you get revenge."


Naomi Catherine gave ten years of her life to Liam Claude, sacrificing everything to help him rise to fame—only to be discarded like she never mattered. Betrayed, humiliated, and left with nothing, she thought she had hit rock bottom.
Until her stepfather sold her to Lucius Ravenwood.
A powerful CEO with no interest in love, Lucius needed a wife to silence his family’s demands. Catherine needed an escape. The deal was simple—one year, no feelings, no complications.
But neither of them expected the lines to blur so easily.
When past betrayals resurface, and old flames return with dangerous intentions, Catherine and Lucius are forced into a battle not just for control—but for survival.
Because love was never part of the deal.
But now? It might be the only thing left to save them.
A gripping, high-stakes romance filled with passion, betrayal, and redemption. In a game of power and obsession, who will surrender first?

All I wanted was a quiet life on a farm far away from Earth, where I would work on my project. That dream vanishes the moment I am caught stealing a carburetor and taken to prison. After spending a long time there, I join the Intergalactic Bride Program.
You better believe your ass I take the first chance to gain back my freedom, even if I have to warm some alien balls in the process. It’s all about perspective.
A few months later, I am matched with my dream alien. Or so the program says.
Despite not trusting men because of my ex, it doesn’t take long for me to get close to Yaell. He seems to be everything I’ve ever wanted.
The day we are supposed to be bound forever, Yaell never appears before the Everlasting Tree.
Whatever.
See if I care, looser.
I’m going to show him what he lost by getting into the first alien bed I stumble upon.
I am toxic and petty as fuck.
Welcome to my shit show!

Nineteen-year-old Mila has no room for dreams. She only has room for survival.

In a cramped Brooklyn apartment, Mila plays a dangerous game of pretend. She pretends to her younger sisters that they aren't three days away from the lights going out. She pretends to her exhausted parents that she doesn’t mind being the "third parent." And she pretends to herself that the scholarship to the city's most elite university will be her ticket out of the gutter.

But the elite world doesn't welcome outsiders; it devours them.

Enter Nathaniel Salvatore. Cold, untouchable, and heir to a shipping empire that owns half the city. To Nate, Mila is a "fixture"—a charity case whose presence at his university is an insult to his legacy. He sets out to make her regret every step she takes on his campus.

But when a devastating accident binds their lives together, Nate's cruelty turns into something much more dangerous: obsession.

As Mila’s parents descend into a world of gambling debts and disappearances, leaving her to protect her sisters alone, Nate makes an offer she can't refuse. He will pay for their safety. He will pay for the lights to stay on. But the price is Mila herself.

From the gritty streets of Brooklyn to the mahogany-lined libraries of the elite, Mila finds herself trapped between two worlds. One man wants to save her, another wants to own her, and Mila is just trying to survive the man who wants both.

In a world where everything has a price, what happens when the Heir decides to claim the only thing he can't buy?

Animal Biologist, Isobelle Harding, lands the opportunity of a lifetime when the University sends her abroad to study a rare species of wolf. Unaware that the remote state of Whitehaven is a sanctuary for shifters, her presence captures the attention of the Bennett Brothers. The quadruplet werewolves want Isobelle for themselves, and the smoking-hot rangers are keen to study her anatomy intensively. Isobelle is about to find out exactly what it means when brothers who play together, stay together.

Aria’s father at dinner, gripping her neck: “You will keep those boys happy… or your friend pays the consequences.”


In the gilded halls of All Saints Academy, Aria Vales returns for senior year hating its elitist, superficial world. Raised by her beloved nanny not her distant, high-powered parents she plans a swift escape to college abroad. Then the notorious Saintly Devils Lucian, Rowan, Sebastian, and Elliot publicly select her as their "rose" in a shadowy ritual tied to the powerful, secretive Society.

What starts as forced submission ignites forbidden attraction, jealousy, and danger. As threats mount and Aria uncovers her best friend Heather's murder, she exposes dark family scandals, blackmail, and corruption binding her fate to the boys who both control and shield her.

In a pulse-racing clash of power, betrayal, passion, and self-discovery, Aria battles to shatter destiny itself.

Will she destroy The Society and claim true freedom or discover strength in the unexpected love that blooms from chaos? Dive in to find out.

Betrayed and disgraced, Rue fights to clear her name and claim her place as Luna. With the help of Kael, a rogue Alpha hiding his own secrets, she faces powerful enemies in a battle for her pack and her heart.

I never meant to catch the attention of the Vampire King.
But the night he walked into my quiet southern bar, the shadows bowed, the air stilled… and his eyes locked on mine like he’d been hunting me for centuries.
I should’ve run.
Instead, I watched him—tall, ancient, devastating in his power—as an illegal vampire nest attacked. My own hidden magic erupted in a blinding surge, saving my life… and exposing the truth I’ve spent years burying.
Now the King wants answers.
About my blood.
About my power.
About why I can hear his thoughts for a split second when no human should.
He takes me to his court, a place of velvet darkness and political teeth, swearing it’s for my protection. But his gaze lingers too long, his voice coils around me like a promise, and every step I take pulls me deeper into a world where desire is as dangerous as any blade.
The King says I belong to him.
Not as prey—
but as something far more impossible.
As factions rise against his throne and my power spirals out of control, I’m faced with a truth more terrifying than his fangs:
I’m not afraid of the monster.
I’m afraid of how badly I want him.
And when a prophecy whispers that only together can we survive the coming darkness…
I have to decide whether to run from the Vampire King—
—or step willingly into his arms and become the flame that could burn his kingdom to ash.

"In the world of shadows, loyalty is bought, love is a weapon, and once the mafia claims you, you're ruined—body, soul, and everything you once believed in."

Enzo Mezzesalma was cold, aggressive, ruthless, and grim. He had no weakness until he met her and once he got a taste of her, she became his new addiction, now he couldn't let go and she became his only weakness and now, they all wanted her just so they could ruin that perfect facade he had built over the years but only if they knew he was worst than the monster they had never heard of, he was just too good at hiding it. There had to be a reason for Rule Number 3, right?

It was summer and Anastasia thought the rest of her days would be sunny but she was dead as she stepped into her home for the first in two years after moving to the university campus to be exchanged for her parent's debts and just like that, Anastasia was thrown into the Mafia world, working as a maid to pay off her parents debts and then she met Enzo Mezzesalma and rule number 3 said: Stay Away From Enzo Mezzesalma. Anastasia didn't know when she started breaking that rule and got herself buried in a hole she wouldn't be able to pull herself out.

"My own death does not frighten me, but yours? Oh, that's my greatest and deepest fear," - Enzo Mezzesalma
"Being his slut and being a slut are two entirely different things," - Anastasia Martin