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"I, Kiara Vane, reject you, Alpha Liam!"

Kiara was the Westland Pack’s greatest joke: a blind, wolfless Luna married to a man who loathed her very existence. Pushed to suicide by her own twin sister’s betrayal and her mate’s cold-blooded cruelty, she was meant to be a forgotten footnote in history.

But the history books lied.

Cassandra, a feisty 21st-century student with a sharp tongue and a heart of steel, finds herself sucked into the cursed pages of an ancient text. She wakes up in the past, inhabiting the body of the "Dead Luna" under a blood-red moon.

But there’s a catch: this version of Kiara can see. And she isn't crying for mercy anymore.

Alpha Liam is a monster who swore to destroy the pack's traitors to avenge his mother’s death. He expected a broken, sightless girl he could easily crush.

Instead, he finds a defiant queen who looks at him with mockery instead of longing… a woman who seems to know his secrets before he even speaks them.

As Cassandra navigates a world of silver blades, ancient witchcraft, and a mate bond that burns with a dangerous new hunger, she has only one goal: make them all pay.

But as the "wolfless" girl begins to show the heart of a dragon, the predator slowly becomes the prey.

Liam is no longer looking for revenge… he’s looking for the woman who stole his soul.

But one question haunts the entire pack:

If the real Kiara died that night under the red moon… then who… exactly… is the woman wearing her face?

“Don’t move.” His voice is low, commanding, and my body obeys before my mind can even process it.
I'm pressed against the cold marble wall of the palace, his hands traces my thigh, my body heated up in desire or fear, I can’t tell.
“Tell me you want this,” he murmurs, pressing his hardened cock against my pulsing center,
“Tell me you crave me Aria,” his lips brushes my ears.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you till the entire of Olympus hear you moan my name.” he nibbles on my ear.
I bite back a gasp, because yes, I want him. I want him in ways I shouldn't, in ways that terrify me.

Aria Hale was never meant for the underworld and she hated the king of the underworld more than anything.
After Aria is betrayed by her sister and fiance, She finds herself in the underworld and soul-bound to Hades… the god of death, danger and impossible desire. He's commanding, possessive and devastatingly handsome, with powers that makes her ache and his dominance that ignites a sudden fire inside of her that she can’t seem to control.
Although enemies at first sight, they are forced into a marriage that pushes her limit and in turn she challenges the control of Hades. In those stolen electric moments, their desire becomes impossible to resist.
But Aria is not done. Thrust back into earth by a mysterious shadow that she strikes a blood oath with. She comes back to earth for revenge against those who betrayed her and stop their plans before it happens.
But the underworld is bubbling and she is more dangerous than Hades expected….Far more dangerous.
Will Aria give into the passionate love between her and Hades or will she risk everything for her revenge and power?

"Claiming your destiny as the Wolf Queen, are you?" Kai smirked, tilting my chin up to seal the words with a predatory kiss.

"Not just queen—I could wreck you," I shot back, chin high.

His laughter rumbled like thunder as he flashed our matching royal marks, crushing me against his chest. Expert fingers slipped beneath my regal gown, reducing me to gasps as they teased my clit, silk skirts riding up in obscene disarray.

"Then prove it, my queen," he growled against my ear, teeth grazing the sensitive shell. "Let's fuck our way into eternity."

I, Stella, Beta-daughter of Alaska's Frostmoon Clan, once believed my soulmate could only be the Alpha's son—the boy who'd loved me since childhood. But fate spat in my face when he bonded with my dearest friend.

On their wedding night, loners slaughtered my parents. The Alaskan wilderness became my sole companion, its icy peaks the witnesses to my ruin.

Yet this was merely the first trial. My ancient blood sings of destiny untold. My storm-sense makes me invincible in battle. Hear this well—my legend begins precisely where their happiness ended.

Eighteen-year-old Emily lives inside a nightmare:
A drunk, violent father whose fists are the only law;
A numb, broken mother whose only response is sobbing and begging;
Today is the first time Emily almost kills him—and the first time she realizes:
If she doesn’t kill him, he will eventually kill her.

To stay alive, Emily does everything a “good girl” is never supposed to do:
She learns how to lie, how to use people, how to treat her own body as a bargaining chip,
And how to calmly design an “accidental death” in the middle of her despair.

In the cracks between blood and violence, she meets the first person who tries to save her—
The boy who steps in front of her and takes the blows instead.
But fate never sends only one man:
In the future, she will meet more dangerous, lethal figures...

This is the story of a girl who claws her way up from hell,
Caught between multiple men’s desire, control, and attempts at salvation,
As she slowly takes back ownership of her life and her body.

Content Warning: The early chapters contain domestic violence and extreme survival choices. Later(after Ch.39) the story moves into a multi–love-interest (reverse harem) battlefield and intense desire/power dynamics.

"Turn around and get on all fours."

He said it with his tongue still tracing circles against her clit.

She was a werewolf, not a bitch—she didn't want to do this. But she obeyed, because she thought if she gave him everything, he'd finally mark her as his.

She was wrong.

After he'd brutally fucked her to climax with his cock, he tossed a check for two million at her and called her a defective, powerless, lowly Beta. She'd handed him her body, her nights, her research—every piece of herself. And in return, he told her she was nothing more than a convenient hole, a stand-in for the woman he'd always truly loved.

Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

She tore off her disguise. Then she burned down the empire she'd built for him—and the full weight of her royal blood made him crawl to her feet, tail between his legs, begging for mercy.

She didn't even spare him a glance. Her revenge had only just begun.

And standing beside her was her true soulmate—the Alpha King who'd been hunting her for three long years.

"You're nothing but a stupid omega. I reject you as my mate!" Alpha Kaiden's cruel words echoed through the ceremonial grounds as he publicly shamed me in front of the entire pack.
As an omega, Elara has always been treated like dirt by her pack, forced to work like a slave just to live. When she finds the young, arrogant Alpha Kaiden is her fated mate, she dares to hope for a better life. Instead, he uses her, exploits her, and eventually rejects her for a "stronger" she-wolf.
Left broken and abandoned, Elara faces death at the hands of rogues when she's suddenly rescued by the feared Lycan King Alaric - a man whose reputation for ruthlessness precedes him. To everyone's shock, the cruel king shows a gentle side only to Elara.
As she finds refuge in his country, Elara begins to discover powers within herself that were always meant to be hers. But when her former pack faces danger and Kaiden comes crawling back, Elara must decide: forgive the man who broke her, or accept the king who helped her rise from the ashes?
One thing is certain - she's no longer the weak omega they once knew.

"His lips held a slight upturn, but his eyes glazed over her just as they did with everyone else.
Disinterest was his countenance... It was almost hostile.
Then she smelled him.


First, it itched.
Then, it burned.
Her toes curled as she fought to conceal the pain. Her skin seared, right on the back of her neck.
She hoped no one noticed the look of surprise that slid across her face. Dread quickly became the prominent emotion.
Laura glanced at Prince Rowan, his face was lightly scrunched, nose flaring.
Male shifters were born with their mate mark. Females acquired them later, after coming in contact with their fated mate.
She put extra effort into masking her smell, glamouring the new mark.
Fuck.
She didn’t want the one she had–let alone two. Her claws extended into the fabric of the chair.
And then she had to stand. "


Laura is a wolf shifter.

Dark hair, dark eyes, average looks, wolfless… if anyone else were to describe her.
Running away is what she did best, but recent events would say it was being captured.
Captured not once, but twice, with an embarrassingly short layover, Laura jumps from one enemy to another. One, a group of individuals playing collector to non-humans; the other, the pack she’d long abandoned–with the latter forcing her hand in a dated mating game.
Every generation, given the heir to the throne is male and mateless, there were trials held to find a suitable queen for the future king of wolf shifters. This generation’s heir apparent: Rowan Alexander Woulf.
Laura had more sensible things to do, like figuring out a certain organization’s agenda.

They said she could never lead.
They said her bloodline meant nothing without a man to wield it.
Serena Vale, daughter of the late Alpha of the Mooncrest Pack, was born to inherit a throne—but her world only bows to men. To defy fate, she cloaks herself in her cousin’s identity and enters Alpha Dominion Academy, determined to prove her worth.
But every lie comes at a cost. Her closest rival—and roommate—is Damien Blackthorn, heir to the most feared pack. When sparks ignite between them, Serena risks her secret, her heart, and her legacy.
When betrayal shatters her disguise, Serena loses everything—her family, her honor, and the future she fought for. Cast into exile, she rebuilds herself as a mother to a secret heir… until war forces her back into the path of the mate who abandoned her.
Now, destiny offers her a cruel choice:
Forgive the wolf who destroyed her.
Or rise as the Alpha Queen who will burn the world to claim her crown.

I was born without a wolf. In a world ruled by claws, fangs, and divine bloodlines… that made me nothing.

My family trained me anyway. A silent blade for the Varelli underworld. A girl who could kill without shifting, without mercy, and without leaving a trace.

But the prophecy didn’t care...

The night I was kidnapped and thrown into The Hunt, everything changed. My memories shattered. My past vanished. And now alphas are chasing me through the fucking forest.

And when they finally caught me? The moon itself intervened. Under its bloody rise, my body detonated with power...

and suddenly I was a white wolf, hunted Moon Bound Queen, and fated to not one.....but

Six alphas. Six fated mates. Six men who should have torn each other apart…

Now every clan, every vampire court, and every monster in this fractured world wants my head, or my power.

But I remember who I am now. Ryanna Varelli.
Moon-Bound Queen. Mafia Princess. Assassin.

And with my wolf, my magic, and my six alphas at my side?

I will burn kingdoms to dust before I bow.

✨ Why-Choose / Reverse Harem
🐺 Six Alpha Mates
🌕 Moon-Blessed / Divine Prophecy
⚔️ Trained Assassin FMC
🩸 High Fantasy + Dark Romance
👑 Found Family / Fiercely Loyal Mates
🌙 Hidden Power Awakening
💀 Underworld Politics
🪄 Goddess & Shifter Magic
🔪 FMC who can kill you AND kiss you
🤝 Enemies-to-Lovers Vibes
🏛️ Sentient Castle

Jennifer suddenly announced in the sorority common room: "Everything's on me tonight, ladies—oceanview cabana at The Pearl!"
The whole room cheered. I kept my eyes on my textbook.
Yesterday she borrowed twenty bucks from me for a salad. Now she's booking a five-thousand-dollar minimum venue? She wanted the black card in my bag.
"Teresa, just lend me your card to get us in the door. I'll cover everything myself." I stared at her for three seconds, then handed it over. Her face lit up.
I stepped away and called the club manager. "Lock my account, highest security tier. Without my verification code, not a single charge goes through."
She took my card and rounded up five girls, headed straight to the club. Champagne, caviar, Wagyu, Louis XIII—she ordered all of it.
When the check came, it totaled fifty-two thousand, three hundred and eighty dollars.
And the card wouldn't go through.

Minutes before the birthday party of the famous Selene Ashcroft in Saint College, her blood dries up, and she collapses dead on the ground, leaving the students gasping in horror.

No one knows the cause of her strange death, so some of them started spreading rumors that the person she hated the most in college was behind it.

Who? The scholarship girl, Lyra Vale.

Innocent Lyra, who got mostly bullied by the late Selene, tried to clear up her name by investigating on her own because she knew no one would believe her since she is seen as a curse and blamed for the death of the school’s golden girl.

She took matters into her own hands and started suspecting the three top hockey players that the late Selene usually hung out with. One midnight on her way to find answers, she discovers something far more terrifying moving within the academy walls.

She bravely followed it and saw the creature transform into the most respected but young figure in the college, Professor Malik Duskbane.

She escaped not to get caught, but things got scarier when the next morning, another student died the same horrifying way as Selene.

The two victims are coincidentally Lyra bullies, and she knew she would be blamed again, but this time, Lyra could only point to one person.

How can she convince anyone that the beloved professor everyone admires is a monster killer hiding in the dark?

Lyra must uncover the darkness behind Saint College before she becomes it's next secret.

Kira Grey was supposed to be the "rejected mate," a disposable Omega meant to be broken by the cruel Alpha of Silverpine. She was never meant to survive the wedding night, let alone command the throne.
But when a mysterious pendant awakens a dormant power within her, the servant girl begins to fight back—not with brute strength, but with intellect, organizational strategy, and the uncovering of ancient, dangerous secrets.
As she dismantles the pack's hierarchy from within, she realizes she is the last heir of the legendary Moonridge line, possessing the rightful bloodline to claim the throne Ethan currently occupies. She craves not just survival, but total sovereignty.
Caught between a mate who wants to cage her and rivals who want to destroy her, Kira must embrace her hidden heritage. Will she succumb to the shackles of her past, or will she burn the throne to the ground to claim her true destiny as the Luna Queen?

When twenty-two-year-old Sofia Martinez is dragged from her quiet bookstore life to pay for her dead father's sins, she never expected her kidnappers to be four dangerously handsome mafia heirs. Cassian plans every move like chess, Rafe's fists solve problems his heart can't handle, Luca's charming smile hides deadly secrets, and Nikos treats emotions like weaknesses to destroy. They took her to settle a blood debt, but now they can't agree on what to do with her—because they all want to keep her. As bullets fly and betrayals cut deep, Sofia discovers that her father wasn't just a debtor. He was hiding the truth about her real identity: she's the lost daughter of the most feared mafia queen in history. Now four men who were supposed to be her captors are ready to kill anyone who tries to take her away. But in a world where love and loyalty are bought with blood, Sofia must choose between the safety of escape and the dangerous power of ruling beside the men who stole her heart along with her freedom.

For three years, Sable loved Alpha Darrell with everything she had, spending her salary to support their household while being called an orphan and gold-digger. But just as Darrell was about to mark her as his Luna, his ex-girlfriend returned, texting: "I'm not wearing underwear. My plane lands soon—pick me up and fuck me immediately."

Heartbroken, Sable discovered Darrell having sex with his ex in their bed, while secretly transferring hundreds of thousands to support that woman.

Even worse was overhearing Darrell laugh to his friends: "She's useful—obedient, doesn't cause trouble, handles housework, and I can fuck her whenever I need relief. She's basically a live-in maid with benefits." He made crude thrusting gestures, sending his friends into laughter.

In despair, Sable left, reclaimed her true identity, and married her childhood neighbor—Lycan King Caelan, nine years her senior and her fated mate. Now Darrell desperately tries to win her back. How will her revenge unfold?

From substitute to queen—her revenge has just begun!

Citlali spent thirteen years believing she was human—just an unlucky girl beaten by her father and tormented by village children who called her "lizard girl." She never questioned why her life was hell. She just tried to survive.
Until the night everything shattered.
Her father came to her room drunk, intent on rape. When Citlali screamed that he was her father, he laughed and told her the truth: she wasn't his daughter at all. Just some "wild bastard" he and his wife had found abandoned on a roadside years ago. She'd been three or four years old then—old enough to talk, to remember—but Citlali has no memory of anything.
In her terror and rage, her body exploded into something impossible: a massive white wolf with silver eyes. She tore him apart and fled into the forest, only to be captured by wolf hunters with silver weapons.
She would have died in their cage if a wolf pack hadn't raided the camp and freed her.
The pack took her in, but Citlali could barely function in this new world. She didn't know their customs, their language, or how to be a wolf. Learning to survive as a wolf was harder than surviving as a human ever was.

Can she build a new life among strangers? Or will the past she can't remember come back to her and change everything?

An abused, rejected and exiled she-wolf gets a second chance mate unexpectedly and that second chance mate isn't just another wolf but a Lycan King. She discovers her own hidden truth, she is no ordinary she-wolf but of a powerful hidden bloodline! Will she rise to her rightful place or crumble?

Heartbroken, betrayed and humiliated Zawadi had to come to terms with everything that happened in her past. All the healed wounds were reopened when her past finally caught up with her.
Now she has to figure out her next step in order to protect herself as well as her loved ones.

This is a sequel to : His African Queen

"Fuck, you're so tight," he growled, thrusting into me like he owned me.
I arched beneath him, lips at his ear: "Mark me."
He froze. Pulled out. Tossed a white wolf-ear headband at me. "Put it on. And finish me with your mouth."
Later I learned why. The woman he really loved wore those ears. I wasn't his mate—I was the warm-up act.
Five years I gave him my body, my blood, my youth. He called me broken because I couldn't shift. Truth? I'm the last heir of a bloodline packs would burn to steal. And the cub I saved from the snow at six—he's the Alpha King of the North now. Waited fifteen years. Never stopped watching.
My ex is on his knees, begging.
Without my blood, he's nothing.
He called me a replacement. I became his reckoning.

1000 years ago I was Queen Leonora who married a cruel king, King Nathaniel. My husband actually fell in love with Ruby, a slave who he wanted could take my place.

Ruby was involved in a forbidden scandal with Ezekiel, the strongest and toughest knight who became the King's closest and most trusted person. However, Ezekiel and Ruby decided to escape from the palace and the real disaster began.

Now I am reborn as an ordinary girl who became a Luna after Nathaniel, who was reincarnated as an alpha wolf, ate my heart, not because he loved me, but because of his ambition for 1000 years to find the reincarnation of Ruby, his true love and take revenge on Ezekiel.

After thousands of years have passed, can I make Nathaniel love me? Or will I instead anchor my heart to Leonidas the zeta, the reincarnation of Ezekiel?

At the Blood Moon Luna coronation rehearsal, I wait alone at the altar for eight agonizing hours. My fated Alpha, Caleb, is nowhere to be seen.

Just as my legs go completely numb, his text finally comes through. "Elara, Lily from the Hollowthorn Clan got attacked by a rogue and is terrified. I have to stay here and calm her down. Let's just run through the coronation rehearsal tomorrow."

Right after that, Lily sends a photo. She is bundled up in Caleb's favorite black jacket. The caption is a deliberate stab to the heart. "Elara, Caleb's scent makes me feel so safe. I feel so bad you have to prep for the coronation all by yourself, but you're so strong. I'm sure you don't mind, right?"

I don't hesitate for a second. I dial the high priest's number. "Prepare the rejection ceremony. At tomorrow's coronation, I am unilaterally severing my mate bond with Caleb."

Ten years together. I bled for him on the battlefield and bore the weight of the entire pack's judgment alone, only to be abandoned at every major milestone so he could coddle an Omega who fakes weakness for sympathy. A cheap, used silver trinket is his idea of an apology. Fake attacks, public framing, malicious bidding wars at auctions. Piece by piece, they trampled all over my pride.

He thinks groveling and offering up territories can fix this. He doesn't realize that the moment he chose to fail me time and time again, I stopped wanting him. I don't give a damn about his leftover affection.

Elara is done being Caleb's backup Luna.

They took everything from her.
Framed for a crime she didn’t commit, Damarys Frostmere spent three years in one of the cruelest prisons imaginable—abandoned by her family, betrayed by her mate, and silenced by a world that refused to hear the truth. But prison didn’t break her.
It forged her.
Now free, Damarys returns to a home that was never truly hers… only to walk away for good. Her family chose her sister. Her mate chose power. And the people who destroyed her life believe she’s too broken to fight back.
They’re wrong.
Armed with forbidden magic, sharpened by years of torment, and driven by a promise to the one person who loved her, Damarys begins her descent into vengeance. One by one, those who betrayed her will pay.
But as she vanishes into a new life, she unknowingly captures the attention of a powerful Alpha—Dante Ravencrest—a deadly man who can’t forget the mysterious woman who saved his life… and may just be his destined mate.
With enemies closing in, secrets unraveling, and a storm of reckoning on the horizon—
Damarys is no longer the girl they condemned.
She is the nightmare they created.
The Luna Chronicles is a spellbinding anthology of five fierce, emotional tales where wounded hearts, ancient magic, and dangerous destinies collide. From a prison survivor who rises as the most powerful wolf-mage, to an omega’s child destined to become Alpha, to a lycan queen seeking vengeance, each story follows women who refuse to remain broken. In worlds ruled by pack law, blood bonds, and moonlit secrets, betrayal is only the beginning—and love may be the most dangerous power of all.

They say I’m a promising witch, but my magic is a disaster…

I wish I could keep my sorcery skills from running wild. When one of my spells misfires and destroys the town’s defense against the very monsters we were sent to protect them from, the fed-up guild banishes me to the Enchanted Academy. One last chance to salvage what’s left of my career as a witch by honing my craft.

The coursework is challenging, but I can’t help but be distracted by a brainy mage and a mysterious shifter. Not to mention the bad boy who’s set his sights on me, or the fact that my relationship with my best friend is heating up.

But beyond the gated grounds, a power-hungry wizard is drawing near, intent on stealing magic. As the passion between me and my men grows, so do my powers.

Soon my friends and I will be the enemy’s prime target, and the five of us will have to unite to defeat the rising evil.

A Class of Conjuring is created by Evie Wilde, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

She was barely born when she was already rejected, both by her mother and life itself. Upon birth, she was given up for adoption and spent just over fourteen years in the system. Through adolescence, she faced numerous hardships, including living on the streets and seeking help door-to-door.

She saw no way out until, by a twist of fate, she encountered a madam who offered her shelter. However, the woman's sole interest in the girl was to turn her into a sex worker to boost her own earnings. At first, she resisted everything and everyone, desperately seeking employment to cover her expenses. But six months pregnant, with no one willing to hire her, and with no options left, she decided to enter that life. It was then that she realized the true hell existed right here on earth. She experienced everything the world offered, and when her baby was born, he was kidnapped from the hospital by his paternal grandmother. Isabella's sole focus now was to gain power to rescue her child.

She ended up in the hands of a mafia member, who taught her everything to become the queen of crime.

He was powerful.
He was terrifying.
He was huge.
He had the whole world under his feet, the whole world within his grasp—but to him, she was his world, she meant everything.
He was feared by all, but it only mattered that she was scared of him.
He was worshipped by billions, yet he worshipped the very ground she walked on.
His calloused hands were capable of ripping people apart, yet they only held her with tenderness and possessiveness.
His claws ripped out throats, yet they only extended towards her to play with her curls.
"For there will be one born from chaos, forged from the ruins and the ashes of the ages. He will be the chosen one, the one to host the darkness. He will be engraved with the lines of the goddesses' touch and the fates will bow to him. But he will be the one to bring forth the carnage, that will end the world's that began under his feet. His light, her darkness. Every darkness needs a light but his will be lost in the times. Betrothed to the darkness, one with it. The cycle will go on till the darkness finds the light, to be one eclipse. For at the end, blood will flow."

Five years. Five years I gave everything to Paxton Sterling—my heart, my body, my wolf's soul. I built his empire as Chief Strategy Officer while wearing his mark like a badge of honor.

Then she came back.

Layla—my pure-blooded half-sister with her perfect smile and poison tongue. Within days of her return from Europe, Paxton was ready to throw me away like yesterday's news.

"I want to sever our bond, Freya. Lyra is my true mate."

Wrong move, Alpha.

He thinks I'm just another submissive mate who'll quietly disappear. He's forgotten I'm a mixed-blood Alpha who's been playing nice for far too long. While he's busy playing house with my backstabbing sister, Lucas Morgan—the most dangerous Alpha in the territory—is making me an offer I can't refuse.

Paxton wants to discard me? Fine.

But he's about to learn that some women don't just walk away—they burn everything down on their way out.

I'm done being the good girl. Done being the perfect mate. Done hiding what I really am.

On the eve of the World Championship, my head coach's wife drugged me.
She personally destroyed my throwing arm and gave my starting jersey to her new substitute lover.
Even to "maintain the body" for that cheater, she disregarded my life and forcibly drained 1200 ml of my rare blood type.
She confidently declared, "In less than three days, he'll be crawling back to me like a dog."
I didn't make a scene; I calmly signed the divorce papers and dialed the number of that billionaire heiress.
Later, her cheating lover was disgraced and kicked out of the team.
She traveled halfway around the world, knelt at my wedding, and plunged a knife into her chest, begging me to come back.
I just coldly watched the security guards drag her away:
"Hurry up, don't dirty my wife's estate."

I was betrayed, cheated on, and ruthlessly schemed against by my own husband. Cornered by him and his mistress, I was forced to leap off a cliff. No one expected that I would survive the fatal fall. I carved out a bloody path for myself in Silicon Valley and rose to become the sharpest, youngest queen across the entire capital circle. Three years later, he knelt before me in utter disarray, weeping brokenly. Meanwhile, draped in a white wedding gown, I was held securely in my bridegroom’s arms. It was in that moment that he finally comprehended—losing me was the harshest retribution he would ever endure for the rest of his life.

"Brielle, I need money... My bone cancer is worse. Without treatment, I won't make it past next month."

For Cole's words, I gave up everything—my billionaire father, my inheritance, my name. I became a crime scene cleaner, the most degrading job in New York.

Twenty hours a day, I scrubbed blood and rotting flesh off apartment floors. I even sold my own blood. All to save the man I loved.

One million dollars. Finally, I had it.

I rushed to the five-star hotel, clutching the warm check in my trembling hands. Pushed open the presidential suite door.

And froze.

Cole—healthy, glowing, dressed in an expensive suit—knelt before Delilah, New York's newest socialite. A diamond ring glittered between his fingers.

"Babe, that corpse-smelling idiot sent more money today," he laughed. "That bag you wanted? Let's go buy it right now."

The check fell from my hands.

Something inside me shattered.

And something darker took its place.

When Owen cheated, he thought Avery would never leave him.
“Avery, I was wrong. Please give me another chance,” he begged, filled with regret.
But another man stood by Avery’s side, firmly holding her hand.
“She’s mine now. You don’t deserve her,” the mysterious billionaire declared.

The night Owen kissed another woman in a bar, Avery’s heart shattered. Determined, she filed for divorce. Owen brushed it off, convinced she couldn’t survive without him.
But after the divorce, Avery rose from the ashes. She conquered multiple industries, earning admiration and respect from everyone around her.
Now, as Owen tries to win her back, he realizes it’s too late—Avery has found someone new, a powerful and enigmatic tycoon who’s ready to protect her at all costs.

In my previous life, I was the wasteland's strongest berserker. After three years of fighting, I had more glory and battlefield honors than anyone else, and I was set to marry the daughter of the Alliance Commander. But on our wedding day, my so-called best friend drove a blade straight through my heart.
After I was reborn, he made his move first. He stole the Berserker Crystal for himself and left me with what everyone saw as a worthless Farmer Crystal.
My team humiliated me in public. The Alliance hunted me down. Everyone believed I was finished.
What he didn't know was this—
The Berserker path does nothing but burn through your lifespan until you become a mindless beast.
But the Farmer path can command every plant across the entire wasteland.
So while his hair turned white, his skin rotted away, and the woman he loved came to see him as nothing more than a living biohazard, I was deep beneath the Federation's underground base, growing the first green sprout the apocalypse had ever seen.
He didn't steal my destiny. What he stole was a one-way ticket to hell.

My foster mother abused me, and my stepsister was a despicable bitch who often bullied and framed me. This place was no longer a home to me; it had become a cage, a living hell!
At this moment, my biological parents found me and rescued me from hell. I had originally thought they were very poor, but the reality left me utterly astonished!
My biological parents turned out to be billionaires, and they doted on me immensely. I became a princess with a fortune worth billions. Not only that, but there was also a handsome and wealthy CEO who was madly pursuing me.

The first time Tyler laid eyes on Ellie, he thought she was a quiet, shy, introverted girl.

Then she opened her mouth and shattered that illusion.

“Are you trying to sleep with me? Why are you staring at me?”

After a night of passion, she woke up and calmly eyed his abs like she was appraising merchandise.

“Here’s your tip. Thank you for your work last night!” she smirked, a dollar bill tucked between her fingers.

Does she think I am a gigolo? Tyler sneered.

Then one day, a message from Ellie lit up his phone:

[I’m getting engaged. Are you going to take me away? Gigolo?]

He scrambled to his feet, rushing to the engagement ceremony.

This time, no one could stop him from taking her.

Running for my life, I tumble straight into a hidden underground palace of nightmares.

The Bride-Selection slaughter is underway—no girl has survived in ten years. Bodies torn apart, blood everywhere.

Then the monstrous black dragon lowers its massive head… and gently nuzzles my palm like a lovesick puppy.

The man on the throne stares down with violet eyes.

"You don't get to run anymore. You're my queen now."

That same night he rips away every scrap of silk, pins me to the freezing dragon-sized bed, and shoves his thick, burning cock so deep I scream until my voice breaks.

"Try escaping again," he growls against my ear, hips slamming into me without mercy, "and I'll chain you to this bed and fuck you until you can't even crawl."

This terrifyingly beautiful monster—what deadly secrets is he hiding?

And me, the runaway bride his dragon picked… will I ever break free from his cage?

Born in the slums, Wendy was heartlessly dumped by her self made boyfriend.
"You're not good enough for me."
She sneered, smashed his Ferrari, then climbed into a limited edition hypercar and drove away.
What her ex never knew was that the "burden" he abandoned was the one who made him successful.
Then her birth mother, who had abandoned her years ago, suddenly returned and demanded that Wendy go home and marry in place of her disabled sister.
Wendy smiled.
"Fine. If you all want me back so badly, I'll come home. And I'll repay every single one of you."

Adira was the weakest Omega of the Crimson Pack a frail, mocked outsider who dreamed of joining. But her world came crashing down when Caspian, the strong Alpha and her fated mate, openly rejected her, thinking her unworthy to stand by his side. Betrayed by her own blood and blamed for a crime she didn’t commit, Adira was cast out, left to die in the wild.

When all hope seemed lost, destiny intervened. Granted a second chance by a strange force, Adira rises with a power she never knew she possessed. Stronger, smarter, and more determined than ever, she returns to the Crimson Pack under a new name, ready to uncover the web of lies, face those who betrayed her, and take payback on those who wronged her.

But as her path crosses with Caspian again, sparks flare, and old scars reappear. Caught between love and revenge, Adira must decide whether to trust the mate who once refused her or make her own path as a queen in her own right.

With enemies hiding in the shadows, truths about her past coming to light, and the fate of the pack hanging in the balance, Adira’s journey is far from over. Can the once-weak Omega rise to become the Crimson Pack’s best Luna?

"Sweetheart, it was only a bet. Who could break the cursed pheromone slut first?"
Kaira Morgen believed love would save her. Instead, it destroyed her.
On her eighteenth birthday, Kaira discovers her boyfriend Reis never loved her. Their relationship was only a cruel bet between Alpha heirs to humiliate the "wolfless" Omega. When they come to claim their prize, Kaira's twin sister Kim sacrifices herself to save her, leaving Kaira with nothing but grief and a thirst for revenge.
But death is not the end.
Blessed by the Moon Goddess, Kim's soul awakens within Kaira, giving her a power beyond imagination. Now, Kaira carries two wolves inside her, one born from vengeance and the other sworn to protect.
Returning to her father's kingdom, Kaira expects refuge. Instead, King Victor strips away her royal title and forces her into servitude. Broken but determined, she begins plotting revenge against those who destroyed her.
Her fate changes when she meets the Draven triplets, three cursed Alpha Kings. Aven, whose touch brings death. Eryx, the silent scholar hiding deadly secrets. Cassian, the ruthless heir with a heart of ice.
They see only a powerless Omega. They do not know she carries a rare hybrid bloodline capable of breaking their curse.
At Cromwell Academy, Kaira uncovers a conspiracy tied to her own family.
With two wolves awakening within her and three Alpha Kings bound to her destiny, she will rise from the ashes and destroy everyone who tried to erase her.

"As Alpha," Ryan began, his voice firm, "I am rejecting you, Liora Ashwin, as my mate."
I didn't have it all. I wasn't well-loved. I had a weak wolf.
But I had him—my fated mate, the man I loved with my life.
Ryan Crest was like the air I breathed.
And then, on my twentieth birthday, everything came crashing down. He drugged me. Delivered me to a room. And by morning, he rained accusations on my head.
I was rejected, betrayed, flogged, and thrown out—no trial, no justice, not even when the truth stared everyone in the face.
My sister took my place. Pregnant with his heir. A scheme well planned.
But from the ashes rose a cold Alpha—masked, dangerous, yet fiercely protective. With him, I carried a child of my own. And for the first time since my fall, I was certain of one thing: I would live. Protected. And maybe… loved.

Lunara Throneborn was born to be queen.

Blessed with hair the color of moonlight and eyes like liquid silver, she carries the ancient bloodline of the Alpha Kings, the rightful ruler of all werewolves. But she has one flaw. She is human. A werewolf without a wolf.

Her parents are ashamed of her. Her twin sister, Aurora Throneborn, blessed with a wolf though weak, is being groomed to steal her throne. They are twins, but Lunara is the eldest. And they look nothing alike.

To hide their embarrassment, or perhaps to mock her, Lunara is sent to Vicjen Royal Academy, the most elite werewolf institution in the world, with her identity concealed. She is ranked at the very bottom. Human. Powerless. Invisible.

But the Moon Goddess does not make mistakes.

Four Cardinal Alphas, blessed warriors destined to protect and claim the true Werewolf Queen, are waiting within the academy’s walls. They do not know who she is. She does not know what she is. But when her dormant power begins to stir, responding to their presence in ways she cannot control, everything changes.

One can read her mind and control her body with a smirk.

The second burns with obsessive fire and will destroy anyone who hurts her.

The third commands wind and lightning with the calm of a king.

The fourth can awaken wolves with a touch. But will he awaken her?

Four alphas. One throne. A queen who does not know her own power with mates who swear their loyalty to a false queen.

At Vicjen Royal Academy, hierarchy is everything. Lunara entered as the lowest. But she will rise. And when she does, the entire werewolf world will kneel.

“Put them on.” I took the dress and the underwear, then I wanted to go back to the bathroom, but she stopped me. It felt like my heart stopped for a second when I heard her order. “Get dressed here. Let me see you.” I didn't get what she meant at first, but when she stared at me with impatience, I knew I must do what she said. I opened my robe and put it on the white sofa next to me. Holding the dress, I wanted to put it on when I heard her again. “Stop.” My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. “Put the dress on the sofa for a second and stand straight.” I did what she said. I stood there completely naked. She examined me from head to toe with her eyes. The way she checked my naked body made me feel terrible. She moved my hair behind my shoulders, gently running her index finger over my chest, and her gaze stopped at my breasts. Then she continued the procedure. Her gaze slowly moved down between my legs, and she looked at it for a while. “Spread your legs, Alice.” She squatted down, and I closed my eyes when she moved to see me from closer. I only hoped that she wasn’t a lesbian or something, but finally she stood up with a satisfied smile. “Perfectly shaved. Men are like that. I’m sure my son will like that too. Your skin is nice and soft, and you are muscular, but not too much. You are perfect for my Gideon. Put the underwear on first, then the dress, Alice.” I had many things to say, but I swallowed them back. I just wanted to escape, and that was the place and time, when I swore to myself I will succeed one time.

Alice is an eighteen-year-old, beautiful figure skater. Her career is just about to climax when her cruel stepfather sells her to a wealthy family, the Sullivans, to become the wife of their youngest son. Alice assumes that there is a reason a handsome man wants to marry a strange girl, especially if the family is part of a well-known criminal organisation. Will she find the way to melt the ice cold hearts, to let her go? Or will she be able to escape before it’s too late?

Becoming a Lycan Queen! I'm the Beta's daughter. I was rejected by my first mate but I got a second chance and it's the Lycan King! He is a cold-hearted man that is feared by all. I'm so scared, why does he want to be with me?
My whole life, I have always dreamed of my mate loving me like how my parents are. How can the king give me that?
My mother blessed with a gift and on my 18th birthday, I got find out I have a special and cool power.
I wonder what life with throw at me next?

I thought the ring hidden in Shakespeare's Sonnets meant forever, until I found the coordinates scrawled in Crime and Punishment.

For two years, Marcus played the perfect fiancé. He kissed me among the dusty shelves, calling me his "wholesome little bookworm," while using my mother's legacy to pass secret codes. I was just his cover. His innocent front.

Curiosity led me to Pier Seven, hoping for answers. Instead, I saw the monster beneath the mask. I watched him put a bullet in a man's head without blinking, wiping the blood off his hands like it was nothing. He isn't a lover; he's a killer. And now that I know his secret, I have to run before I become the next "accident."

I am Cyrene, Princess of the Kingdom of Mallwore, who was exiled due to an accident. Just as I turned 20, I returned to the palace. It turned out that after returning to the palace, many difficult tasks were assigned to me. Would I be able to handle them? Especially since I only had a little fairy to protect me.

I gave up my surgical career to be his wife. He gave our anniversary night to his ex.
Three years of cold shoulders, public humiliations, and a husband who believed every lie Celeste whispered.
I endured it all—until I discovered I was carrying his child. I left just divorce papers and an empty mansion.
Now I'm Dr. Victoria Preston again. The renowned heart surgeon they said I'd never be.
My brother helped me disappear. My best friend made sure the divorce was airtight. And I'm raising my daughter in peace.
But Nathaniel Preston isn't the same man who signed those papers.
He's seen my face on every medical journal.
He's lost sleep staring at the sonogram I left behind.
And when he finally finds me, his eyes are no longer cold, they're burning with obsession.
He says he'll win me back even if it takes the rest of his life.
But Celeste isn't done. She wants my child, my reputation, my life.
And Nathaniel's mother is helping her.
They thought I was the docile wife who would break.
They never met Dr. Victoria Preston.

At the scene of the car accident, my parents frantically scooped up my sister—who only had a scraped knee—then kicked me aside as I lay there dying.
"Don't be a burden to your sister. Just wait by the roadside and croak!"
They drove off without a second thought. In that moment, my heart turned to stone.
What they didn't know was that I didn't die. Instead, I got adopted by a top-tier professor and became a math prodigy worth tens of millions.
Two years later, when my birth parents went bankrupt and got on their knees begging me for a handout, I smiled coldly and played the recording of their attempted murder...

Eighteen-year-old Annora has lived her entire life as a servant, until the night she catches the eye of King Alaric Castile. Dark, dangerous, and devastatingly handsome, the vampire king is drawn to her in ways that defy explanation.

But no mortal can live knowing vampires rule the kingdom. Alaric faces an impossible choice: kill the girl who has awakened something long dormant in his cold heart, or defy centuries of tradition to save her.

Five years ago, my sister vanished the night before her wedding. She left behind a crying newborn in a crib and a mafia heir on the verge of losing control.

And I was forced into her place—the temporary bride, the contract wife, the whispered “replacement” in every gilded hallway.

I thought I only had to survive five years. Five years to earn what I was promised, and then walk away from this city of shadows and blood.

I clawed my way through bullets, politics, and betrayal. I earned respect. I gained power.
And somehow... I tasted a tenderness I was never meant to have.

Now, with only ten days left on our marriage contract, I thought everything was finally under control. I thought freedom and power were within reach.

Until she came back—wrapped in grace, dripping secrets, smiling as if she owned the world she abandoned.

She looked at me and said, “Little sister, give me back my life.”

At the parents' meeting, the daughter's diary was read aloud: "My father is the Grand Duke of the Night."
The room erupted in laughter.
The mentor, disregarding her daughter's dignity, tore up her diary, while the nouveau riche woman advised me , a liar, to "get out of this neighborhood."
I didn't say anything, I just stood up. Then, their knees were all shattered.