2927 Book(s) Related to find my forever mate

I was pregnant for the third time, and yet again, I gave birth to a stillborn baby.
I stumbled to my feet, wanting to see my child for the last time, only to see my husband Qin Duchuan holding a baby and walking into my adoptive sister’s ward.
I followed him instinctively, and heard Qin Weiwei’s delicate voice:
"Brother Duchuan, thank you for being willing to give sister-in-law’s baby to me, giving me a chance to be a mother."
My child?
Wasn’t my child stillborn as soon as it was born?
A buzzing sound filled my ears, and the blood all over my body seemed to freeze instantly.
"This is all we owe you,"
Qin Duchuan’s voice was full of heartache:
"If it weren’t for Lingning being selfish and insisting on marrying you off back then, you wouldn’t have met such a terrible person and been tortured until your uterus was removed."
"Then sister-in-law... What if she finds out and tries to take the baby away?"
"She’ll never find out."

I shouldn't be feeling this way. This isn't something I should want. Because having feelings for a man from the family of a mortal adversary of my family was deemed a betrayal by my father.

But I'm not sure why, every time I think of him, I'm reminded of the day I handed everything to a stranger, the son of my father's mortal enemy. Nonetheless, I continue to desire him. I wanted to see and touch.

I was meant to marry the man my father wanted me to marry, even though I refused. I don't have a choice, and I know it's the right thing to do. However, I found out I was pregnant for two months which was two months after I lost my v card to the man.

I'm not sure why, but my body was demanding the man's face, and his photo was not enough. Perhaps because this is what my baby want.

So before the wedding would happen, I did the most insane thing in my life. I run away from our home, disguise myself as a guy, and apply to be a driver for the most notorious and dangerous man I ever met in my life, for the sake of my baby's wish to see his or her father, although knowing that entering Easton Hunter De Russo world would be suicide.

Maddie finds out that her fiancé was sleeping with her best friend at the night before her wedding. She hid in the closet and watched them have s3x in her bed. Hurt and betrayed, Maddie formulate a plan to get revenge. She took a video of them and planned to play it on her exact wedding day.

She went to the bar and drowned herself in alcohol, hoping it would ease the pain. Then she met the most gorgeous man she ever laid her eyes on. With only revenge playing on her head, she slept with the man on the bar to get even only to find out the next morning on her wedding day that the man she slept with was her fiancé's uncle, Hades Atticus Grant.

To make the matters worst, Maddie found out that her father was on the verge of bankrupt and she has no choice but to marry Wyatt to save her families business.

It was a complete rollercoaster ride when Hades suddenly announced that they just got married!

Maddie doesn't know Hades reason for doing that, but she had no choice but to go along and pretend to his wife.

I used to be the girl who had everything—money, status, and the power to break hearts without a second thought.
Aeros was just my driver. A poor, handsome nobody I toyed with for a bet. I humiliated him, used him, and threw him away like yesterday’s trash.

Now my father is dead, the mansion is gone, and I’m drowning in debt.
And the man who owns everything I lost?
Aeros.

He’s no longer the quiet driver I once kissed on a dare. Now he’s cold, wealthy, and every inch in control. He looks at me like I’m nothing—because to him, I am.
He agrees to let me stay, but only on his terms: six years as his maid, no pay, no freedom. And one more condition that makes my blood run hot and cold at the same time.

“Make me happy tonight,” he whispers.
I have no choice. I said I’d do anything to keep my parents’ memory alive.
But I never expected that the man I once broke would become the one who breaks me… in every way possible.

Up until this point, I've never felt really attracted to the father of an ex. My life is at risk.
My ex's hot dad appears. Ex-military.
Commanding. Sure, daddy.
I wouldn't mind spending time with Jesse in close quarters. Dark, tall, and quite well-built.
He asserts himself in a way that makes me feel warm all over. He is, however, totally off-limits, right?
Do I run the risk of tearing my family and friends apart?
Or will it all be irrelevant if I find myself in a pitch-black room with a pistol pointed at my head?

I was supposed to marry the Alpha’s son to bring peace between our packs. But the moment I stepped onto Yellow Stone territory, I felt it—

The pull. The bond. The truth I didn’t ask for.

My fated mate isn’t Adrian, the charming future Alpha I was promised.

It’s his father.

Alaric Thorn. The brooding, battle-scarred former Alpha with silver eyes and a stare that undresses my soul.

He’s older. Married. Off-limits.

And he wants nothing to do with me.

But how do you forget the mate the Moon Goddess chose for you?

How do you marry his son and smile for the photos?

How do you stop your heart from betraying everything your brain tells you is right?

Alaric wants to reject me during the next full moon. He says it will bring is clarity.

But I’m terrified of what it might rip apart.

Every seven years, under the luminous full moon in Taurus, the mermaids of Atlantic City shed their tails and walk among humans for a fleeting month. During this mystical time, Mia, a reserved young woman living in a vibrant city filled with immigrants, encounters Charlie—a charming, playful cat who quickly becomes her best friend. Unbeknownst to Mia, her bond with Charlie is deeper than mere companionship: he is her soulmate, a remnant of her mermaid past reborn as a feline.

As the full moon wanes, Mia awakens in her new human life—a beautiful British woman with no memory of her underwater origins. She must navigate her new world, balancing her job, her ballet studies, and her growing connection to Charlie. However, her happiness is threatened when she learns that she must return to the underwater realm when the mermaid cycle begins again.

Meanwhile, Charlie remains her loyal guardian—always safe, healthy, and content. His unwavering love makes Mia feel secure and emboldens her to confront her emerging powers. As her feelings for Charlie deepen, Mia begins to sense she is destined for greater things. She prepares herself to face the challenges ahead, including confronting dark forces that threaten both the human and underwater worlds.

An evil entity—an evil specter—seeks to fight against God's love embedded in human hearts specially into her classmates when they start to being on possesion of the evil. This malevolent force aims to corrupt and destroy the purity of love and faith. Armed with her mermaid superpowers and the love of Charlie, Mia must stand against this darkness. Their bond becomes her strongest support in the battle to protect both worlds.

I stood there frozen while my worst enemy wrapped his arm around me and told the entire room I was his girlfriend.
Lila Bennett has been secretly in love with her stepbrother Mason for years. No one knew. Except Knox Ryder, the arrogant hockey bad boy who has made her life miserable since high school.

Then Mason brings home his new girlfriend. Sienna, the same girl who tormented Lila throughout high school. When Sienna finds Lila’s private, very explicit story clearly written about Mason, she is ready to ruin her forever.
In one heartbeat, Knox steps in. He pulls Lila close, kisses her cheek, and declares they are together. Now they are fake dating to protect her humiliating secret.

The more time Lila spends with the cold, tattooed hockey star she used to hate, the more she sees the warm, fiercely protective heart underneath. He might be the only person who truly sees her. And the only one who can heal the heart she thought was ruined.

But when the lines between fake and real start to blur, Lila must decide if she is brave enough to risk everything for the boy she never saw coming.

Zeke and I always said we’d be best friends forever since we were pups. Everyone always assumed we’d end up as mates but we laughed it off. So when we both turned 18 and the string of destiny snapped into place tying us together, I was over the moon. But why is Zeke looking at me like I have two heads? Why is he telling me he’d never mate with a mutt like me? What happened…to best friends forever?

The novel contains explicit content, sex, and assault and is full of scenes that take the reader to the new heights of unquenchable pleasure with every page turned, so it's advised for 18+.

My co-wife's brothers walked to the room, and I just walked out of the bathroom, which startled me; the towel fell to the ground. Both of them walked towards me, eyes full of lust, as they both said, "Why compete with another woman over a man when we are ready to share, dominate, and make you ours?
"But..."
Before I could continue my sentence, Salvador touched my well-soaked flowery bud and whispered close to my ears, "Say that you don't want us as much as we want you."

Meet the intriguing story of Margaret Mathias. Finding herself at a beautiful wedding with Joshua Franks, she agreed to be a second wife to him despite knowing he was already married because the first wife was very welcoming. But what she didn't expect was to be treated less than a maid in her husband's house. She laid several complaints to her husband, but they fell on deaf ears, saying her co-wife is the queen of the house.
She was sexually starved, and she had had enough. She was ready to leave the house, but would she be able to leave when her co-wife's brothers came for a vacation? Would they be ready to share her, or would one of them want her for himself? Read and find out.

Fifteen years ago, Willa and Levi shared a single night of passion… an encounter cut short by life's twists and misunderstandings, leaving them to part ways, seemingly forever.
Since then, Willa has carved out a name for herself as the beloved host of a popular children's TV show, yet she’s never been able to shake the memory of Levi, the one who first captured her heart and then shattered it completely.
Now a wealthy movie star, Levi's life has taken a path he never expected. But does he remember Willa, the young woman whose innocence he once held in his hands? As fate draws them back together, will he recognize the girl he left behind?
With their paths crossing once more, the past comes rushing back, bringing with it old feelings, unresolved tensions, and a secret Willa has desperately guarded. As they navigate the complexities of their rekindled connection, both must confront what they've lost and what they truly desire. But can Willa trust Levi enough to reveal the truth she's hidden all these years?"

Ayumi Clark always dreamed of a happy life filled with love and a supportive family. She achieved her goals of having a home, a career, and true friendships. However, her search for love led her into an abusive relationship, leaving her fighting for survival. As Ayumi endures physical and emotional abuse, she realizes something is wrong. Trapped in a cycle of violence and fear, she begins to doubt herself and her choices. She must heal the pain inflicted by someone she believed loved her. With the support of her friends, particularly her best friend Kaléo Coleman, or Léo, she seeks the abuser and confronts her past traumas.
During this journey, Ayumi and Léo discover their feelings extend beyond friendship. Together, they navigate their doubts and strive to find true love. Yet, Ayumi must first learn to love herself and overcome her own traumas. Through this emotional and inspiring story, Ayumi fights to overcome her past, discovering her inner strength. With her friends' help, she learns self-worth and finds genuine love.
As Ayumi and Kaléo face their challenges, they realize that love and compassion are key to healing their traumas. They understand that true love accepts and supports them through their darkest moments. Together, they confront their fears and overcome obstacles that attempt to separate them. They discover that unity and love provide true strength. Despite their hardships, they find hope for a happy ending and an exhilarating journey of triumph, love, and friendship.

Dona McNair thought her biggest problem was figuring out how to talk to August (Augie) Reynolds, the dreamy new hockey captain she’s been crushing on from a distance. But that all changes the day she finds out he’s her stepbrother. Now trapped in a tangled family mess with a boy who barely looks her way, Dona’s quiet life suddenly feels like a crazy soap opera.

Augie has a lot of secrets, and so does his father. The more Dona learns, the deeper she falls for him and for the truth. Between rivalries on the ice, forbidden romance and a criminal past that won’t stay buried, Dona and Augie are forced to choose: walk away or fight side by side. Forbidden love was never part of the plan, but neither was falling for your stepbrother, while exposing his father’s crimes.

Ethan cheated on me.
Humiliated me.
Treated my love like a joke.

So I should have hated the Archer family.

Instead, I fell for the one man I could never resist—Julian Hall.

His father.

The powerful billionaire who rescued me at my lowest point.
The man whose hands felt sinful on my skin.
The man who looked at me like I belonged beside him.

Falling in love with Julian was already dangerous.

But becoming his wife?

That turned Ethan’s entire world into hell.

“You are to marry the king, Rinoa.” Those words from my father changed my life.

Cillian was my world — the reason my sun set and the flowers bloomed. But our twisted fate was cruel and unfair.

On the verge of his death, I asked the Gods to trade places with him, to let me die in his stead.
I’m cursed to meet Cillian in every lifetime. In the last one, if he doesn’t remember me, I’ll turn into foam — fading away, forgotten, gone.

In my final life, he was my boss — arrogant, ruthless, and cold. But this time, I’m no longer the woman he once deserved.
I plan to live my life away from the chains of our forgotten love.
But fate is never kind. He needs me more than ever.

Should I risk it all again just to call him mine?
Should I set myself on fire only to feel his warmth?

Time was never my ally.
And I stand at the edge — torn between loving him again or finally being free.

Can our love endure the viciousness of history and time?
I have to choose… even if it means losing it all, or finally letting him go.

“Teach me, teach me how to turn you on, teach me how to pleasure you, Sister” He ran his hands down her bare chest, taking in a sharp breath.
She shut her eyes, sighing, “Don’t. Don't call me that. Please.”
“Why, I thought you loved it when I do”
“It makes me think of thousand reasons why this is wrong, why me fucking my brother is wrong”

Hope Alejandra Torres never knew how thin the line between love, lust and hate was, until her brother came back after seven years, looking sinfully different.
Only he can push her buttons and make her breath fire, yet only he can touch her in places he shouldn't and make her feel different.
But it's forbidden, or is it? He's her brother after all.

What happens when the king of the school needs the one girl he once broke?

Elowen Bennett’s life has always been simple, quiet days, a small circle, and staying invisible enough to survive high school unnoticed. After a brutal betrayal by her boyfriend and her best friend, she’s done trusting people.

Especially him.

Alaric Hayes, the hockey captain, golden boy, and the same person who made her middle school years unbearable.

So when he suddenly wants her close… too close, it doesn’t make sense.

But Alaric isn’t doing this for fun.

Under his father’s orders, he needs something from Elowen, something tied to a dangerous past and a secret that could destroy both her and her mother. Getting close to her is just part of the plan.

Pretend to care. Gain her trust. Get the information.

Simple.

Until it’s not.

Because the more time he spends with her, the harder it becomes to remember this was never supposed to be real.

And when the truth finally comes out…

Elowen won’t just lose her heart.

She might lose everything.

It is the story of twenty-three-year-old girl who falls for her twenty-nine-year-old married boss.

One unfortunate night when her boss calls her to pick him up from the bar at drunk state one thing leads to another making her pregnant with his baby.

When she finds out and prepares herself to tell to her boss the wife comes along with the announcement of counseling for their broken marriage and her alcoholic habits.

Nothing comes out as solution than resigning prior one month notice and leave.

PROLOGUE
WYNTER'S POV
I ran blindly through the bushes, looking back every few feet I got, the twigs scratched at me and the leaves roped round my feet but I didn't care. The owls were hooting loudly and mysteriously but I couldn't hear it, all I heard was the insane pounding of my heart.
I fell all of a sudden and wanted to bounce right back on my feet but the pain was more than I could ignore. I could hear their voices somewhere behind me and they were fast approaching mercilessly. I didn't even know when I let out a loud groan from all the pain i felt. I was injured and in a highly critical condition and was adding more injuries by the second.
My hair stuck to my scalp in cold sweat and my whole body shook in fear but I knew I had to keep moving. With all the strength in me, I rose to my feet with a gasp.
"She's over there! Get her!! No one's returning without getting her!!! And she's definitely not getting away!" The Leader screamed behind and I turned, taking another path crying as i went.
I stopped as blood flowed freely from my injuries. I needed to hide. I looked around frantically but there seemed to be nothing but tall trees i couldn't hope to climb. Then i felt it in my pocket, the shot I had taken before it all started. I brought out the syringe with shaking hands as tears ran freely down my face.
I held the needle to the vein on my arm knowing fully well that it could kill me as I was too weak for it. It was supposed to make me numb and cold for a few minutes but apart from

He was my father's best friend and my legal guardian. I mistook his obsessive control for protection—until the night of my eighteenth birthday, when he shattered that illusion in his study. For eight long years, I lived a double life: his pure, adopted daughter by day, and his dirty little secret by night.
I thought it was love. Then today, a Wall Street alert announced his engagement to a media heiress. While the world celebrated, I finally understood: he was capable of love; he just couldn't marry me.
Now, I've deleted every trace of our eight years together. Standing at the window, I held up my newly ringed finger to the surveillance car he sent to watch me.
"The game is over," I texted him. "P.S. I got married today. And you… you're the last to know."

I was supposed to be the avenger who would kill Vincenzo Romano, head of the Romano family, to settle the blood debt for my deceased lover Matteo. But I never expected to suffer a severe head injury at the crucial moment, losing my memory completely.

When I woke up, this "enemy" told me he was my fiancé and showered me with tender love and devotion during my amnesiac state.

But when my memory returned, the truth cut through my heart like a blade—I had actually fallen in love with the man who murdered my beloved! Even more terrifying, I was carrying his child in my womb...

Louis and I missed each other for five years before we finally reconciled.

But after only three years together, he passed away from cancer.

When I opened my eyes again, I had traveled back to the year when he hated me most.

Louis was saying harsh words to me, decisively breaking up:

"Emily. I never want to see you again."

I grabbed his collar and kissed him, cutting off whatever he was about to say.

Louis: ???

I said: "Even if we break up, we can still be friends with benefits, can't we?"

A man's luxurious watch slipped out of my wife's purse. Without batting an eye, she lied, "It's a gift for your dad." Looking at the youthful, trendy style and thinking of the remote-controlled toy that had mysteriously appeared in the nightstand, I felt nothing but utter disgust.
In the surveillance footage, the domineering homewrecker not only wore my clothes but also arrogantly taunted me.
And my own flesh and blood, the son I cherished more than my own eyes, had covered for them for a few hundred dollars of pocket money!
Since everything was rotten to the core, I wouldn't even want the son anymore.
Without a word, I accepted a tenured professor position overseas, decisively gave up custody, and promptly mailed the divorce papers and the adult toy to her company.
The mistress and the homewrecker's little celebration? Let them torment each other.
This time, I'm taking my life back.

On a rainy night, I lay in a pool of my own blood, barely alive.
My wife, Juliana, was kneeling beside a man named Sebastian. "Take my husband's blood! I will take full responsibility if anything happens!"
Drop by drop, my lifeblood was drained from me, flowing into the body of her first love.
After three days and nights of struggling in the ICU, I finally regained consciousness, only to hear her scornful words outside the door: "Sacrificing a mediocre researcher for the health of my Muse is a worthwhile trade."
So, the five years of tender affection, the specially prepared nutritional soups she brought me every night—it was all to squeeze the last drop of blood from me.
She thought I would remain in the dark like a loyal dog, letting her take whatever she wanted.
Too bad she didn't know that I had quietly poured out that "medicine" and called the Security Bureau.
It was time for the hunter and the prey to switch roles.

The day my sister and I came back to life, we made one call: swap fiancés.

Last time, Dad burned every favor he had to lock down two marriage deals for the family. One with a mafia family that runs the West Coast. The other with a corporate CEO.

My sister married the mafia leader. She was too gentle, too kind for a world that ran on blood and backstabbing. The man had a childhood friend who played soft and helpless but was vicious as hell underneath. That woman tormented my sister for decades before finally arranging an "accident" that killed her.

And me? I got the polished CEO.

Sounds good, right? Except we tortured each other from day one. He was all rules and manners, always talking like he was giving a speech. Me? I blow up fast and if I can throw a punch, I will. Every day was the same standoff. He'd pull back, I'd push forward, and nobody gave an inch.

We spent our whole lives being polite and miserable.

Then one day, my sister and I woke up on the afternoon they announced the engagements.

Three years ago, I devoted my family's entire fortune to rescue my husband from the mire of impending bankruptcy. I once believed this was a mutual journey of love, until that day revealed the chilling truth — I had merely been nurturing a self-consuming wolf.
The metallic scent of blood still hung in the air of the delivery room when he signed the document relinquishing life support, trading our newly born child for a flicker of hope for his beloved.
As I lay in a pool of blood, dialing his number, I could hear the heavy breaths of him and his mistress on the other end.
The explosion of the yacht cast flames upon the sea, and in that life-or-death moment, he unhesitatingly let go of my hand.
They all believed I had perished beneath the waves.
Very well.
Now, my wedding invitation lies within his reach.

I just got out of prison after three years, and my family wants me to go back in.
"It's only three days," they said. "You survived three years—what's three more days?"
What they don't know: I'm dying. The only thing keeping me alive is my mate bond. Three days away from Everett means death.
For three years in prison, someone sent me food every week. No note, no name. I thought it meant my family still loved me.
I was so grateful.
I didn't know it was my twin sister. I didn't know what was inside.

I awaited my seven-year-old son's birthday, yearning for my husband’s return, only to stumble upon him celebrating at a bar, tenderly kissing his childhood sweetheart.
I initially believed this to be yet another instance of his favoritism, until I overheard a devastating conversation and realized the truth: the precious son I had nurtured for seven years was not mine, but a product of his union with his childhood friend.
The marriage I had fought so hard to preserve was, from the very beginning, a deceitful scheme orchestrated against me.

From a young age, I understood that my asthma was a shackle for my entire family. My parents took turns caring for me, their hearts gripped by the fear of any sign of respiratory distress. In their fervent concern for my health, they even compelled my sister, Sophie, freshly accepted into university, to postpone her studies and return home to assist in my care.
At Sophie's eighteenth birthday celebration, I lingered at the edge of the crowd, my chest constricted, and my throat felt as if it were ensnared by invisible hands. I gently tugged at my mother's sleeve, my voice barely a whisper: "Mom, I... can't breathe. I want to go back to my room..."
In an instant, my mother whirled around, her eyes ablaze with fury, as though she had awaited this moment of eruption. She seized my inhaler and hurled it into the farthest corner of the room.
"If it's this painful, then go die!" she shrieked, her words cutting like a knife. "Stop using your illness to hold us hostage!"
The inhaler tumbled to the floor, rolling away like a forgotten piece of trash. I stared at it blankly, a sudden laugh escaping my lips.
And then, I truly died. Yet, in the wake of my passing, those who once found me a burden descended into madness.

The ultrasound photo caught fire slowly, curling at the edges before the flame swallowed it whole.
I watched it burn in front of my mother's grave.
Eight weeks. That was how far along I had been.
Three days ago, on the anniversary of her death, I came here to talk to her. To tell her she was going to be a grandmother.
Instead, I found my husband fucking his ex-girlfriend against the oak tree twenty feet from her headstone.
I lost the baby that night.

The smell of antiseptic, the sharp sting of restraints biting into my flesh, and the pitying look on Silas's face as he stood by my hospital bed.
"Maeve, you're so sick. The baby is just a hallucination."
In my last life, consumed by despair and self-doubt, I threw myself off the roof of the psychiatric hospital.
But now, my eyes snapped open, my hands instinctively flying to protect my stomach.
My baby is still here!
I'm back—exactly one week before my child disappeared.

Everyone in town said I dumped my blind boyfriend because I couldn't stand being poor.
Five years later, I'd become a blind drifter myself, relying on handouts just to eat.
And he'd become one of Silicon Valley's hottest rising tech moguls.
He recognized me, but pretended he didn't.
He wanted me on my knees. Wanted me begging. Wanted me to pay for "abandoning" him.
Until he found out the person who gave up everything for him back then was no one else...
But me.

On our wedding night, my husband wanted to play a game.
Trade secrets. The kind that could destroy you if they ever got out.
He went first.
"I hurt a girl once. At a ski lodge. She shouldn't have been in that room. But she was."
He said it like a parking ticket. Then he took a sip of whiskey and moved on.
My turn.
"I killed someone," I said. "Do you believe me?"
He laughed. He thought I was joking.
He really shouldn't have kissed me after that.

In my past life, I was pregnant and met a gruesome end, torn apart by the mad dog my cop husband kept, taking both my life and my baby's.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day I discovered I was pregnant.
My seemingly perfect husband, the epitome of a good man, smiled as he brought me muffins laced with rat poison. My seemingly kind in-laws watched me intently, eager for me to swallow the deadly treat...
That's when it hit me: the perfect marriage I thought I had was actually a family conspiracy for murder!
This time, I refuse to be the lamb led to slaughter. If you want my life and my child's, then you'll all be begging for mercy in hell!

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

At twenty one, Liyana Whitmore inherits everything—billions, power, and a legacy built to shake the world.
There’s just one problem.
To claim it, she has to live for five years under the guardianship of Matthew Everleigh—her father’s closest friend… and the man she once swore she’d marry(at age seven,by the way).
Now he’s older, colder, and hiding secrets she was never meant to uncover.
And someone out there?
Wants her dead?!

“I, alpha Ri Dylan, reject you as my mate, Mona Ryan. I have affairs with many women, Mona. Stronger women who are very different from you, I am not a one-mate kind of guy, and believe me when I say this; this rejection will favor you more than it will me because I am not the wolf you would want to be mated with.”

On her 18th birthday, Omega Mona felt the mate pull and was encouraged by her parents to go and meet her mate for the first time. Upon meeting him in the forest, he was devastated to hear that her mate was alpha Ri Dylan of the Lycan pack, the alpha that most wolves feared and hated. She then ran away and didn't say a word to him because of her surprise and disappointment.

“He's no good to reckon with, he's dangerous, he's not trustworthy, and he's the last person in this world you should have any business with.”
Mona has been warned severally about Ri Dylan. What will she do when finding that the goddess has arranged this big, bad, and dreaded alpha who rejected her to be her fated mate?

The sound of the gurneys almost deafen my ears, and the light from these doctors' torches is blinding me but I keep running towards the scene. It is 12 o' clock. In the midnight, I know even though I don't look at the clock over my head. With sweaty palms and terrific faces, five gurneys are wheeled towards the emergency rooms by the late night doctors. Even though their mouths are shut tight, I can hear millions of inaudible sounds coming out of them. Each of the gurneys are being wheeled by two personnels, and each time they pass me by, i peer into them to see the victims' faces clearly because I can not see them from where I am.

The first face I see is badly disfigured. It's got a big mark from the forehead down to her upper eyelid, her lips are charred and her jaw is almost totally detached from the rest of her face. Hot drops of blood trickle down her head to her chest and her dress is soiled. She looks like she is no longer breathing and just as the ambulance pass by me, I see something in her hands-A red neck piece. She is clutching it tightly like it is her whole life. My red neck piece. Yes, this victim is my only sister, Jamie but I do not cry. I mean, I always want to cry but I can't. So my face is firm and peaceful, but I am screaming inside me. My legs are hitting the air and I'm ripping my hair inside of me, but outside? I am standing tall. Somehow, with all the swiftness as they pass by me, her hands shake and she loses hold of the red neck piece. As thick and shiny as my hair, our hair(hers blonde and mine black). It falls from her hands and drops at my feet just as soon as the second ambulance approaches me. I bend to pick up my red neckpiece-the one thing that binds my sister and I together but whoosh...it is air. I can see it on the cold tiled floor but when I try to pick it up, it is not there.

“I’d never felt more alive in my life. It was like I had been living a half-life up to this point with Caine’s mark poisoning every moment, every thought… every feeling.”


Amaya, Princess of Emerald Mountain, is finally coming of age. She’s set to formalize an arrangement between Caine, the Alpha of Wormwood, and her father. When Caine callously rejects their bond, Amaya’s father banishes her– forever. With nowhere to turn, she ends up in the arms of her pack’s sworn enemy, alone in a territory of darkness and nightmares… The Kingdom of Shadowguard.


“There was something so familiar about him but I couldn’t place it. It was as if my heart knew him all along… but that was ridiculous.”
Mated to the Alpha of Shadows is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"I don't have enough money or power right now, but I will definitely find a way to bring them all to their knees! I'll make them all beg!" She hissed, shaking with anger and frustration. "I will do everything, anything… to make them all regret… even if I have to sell my soul to the devil!" She said with determination flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The man smirked. He lifted his fingers and tucked some errant strands of her slightly mussed up hair behind her ear. "Be careful what you wish for, Miss. A certain devil here might really fulfil your wish and claim your soul in exchange."

"If that devil is really here, do introduce him to me, handsome. I would like to make a deal with him." Eva drawled out, smirking back at him.

•Honoria•
I embarrassed the star quarterback of Crescent Bay high and I know he wants revenge.
Kayden Lachlan was the golden bad boy. A star athlete, with a killer body and a face girls soaked their underwear for.
One sleepy night while doing my assignment, I’d sent the wrong file in. And everything went to hell for him when those embarrassing photos of his training days hit the school papers.
He confronted me and demanded to know why I did it, but one wrong shove resulted in a kiss that changed things between us forever.
His eyes flash golden, and he vanishes off my radar.
Now Kayden won’t even look at me. That kiss meant something he’s hiding.
And I’m done being kept in the dark.

•Kayden•
I kissed Honoria Greyheart by accident, and the mate bond locked into place.
She’s human, hates my guts and has no idea what that kiss just did to the both of us.
One touch of her lips and she became mine permanently.
She doesn’t know I’m a werewolf. She doesn’t know our laws. And she doesn’t know she’s tied to me for life now.
I should tell her the truth of what she is to me now.
But if I do, she’ll run.
And I’m not sure if i’m quite ready to let her go yet.

I spent ten years turning a thug into a top boxer, but he and my wife kicked me out of the game, mocking me for "not understanding business and being outdated."

I didn't argue, and turned around to pick up a homeless man who had fought in underground boxing matches on the roadside.

A year later, the homeless man's apprentice knocked out the defending champion with one punch and won the gold belt; while that ingrate who betrayed me was beaten into a cripple in the underground boxing ring.

The geniuses you all think they are are nothing more than half-finished products under my tutelage!

They were finally at a place where everything seemed to be going alright until suddenly it wasn't. The past has come back to haunt Evelyn and her mates. Thaddeus's past has come back with a vengeance to ruin them and destroy the very bond they fought so hard to save. Now faced with new challenges, and grief so strong it has torn them apart, can they find a way back to each other? Or will they be each other's demise?

This is the third book of the savage series and can not be read as a standalone.
Book 1 Sinful Mates
Book 2 Sadistic Mates

This book is Dark Paranormal Romance if you don't know what that means I suggest you look it up before reading, it contains triggers that readers may find distressing, read at own risk. This book is also Reverse Harem.

Soft hot lips find the shell of my ear and he whispers, "You think I don't want you?" He pushes his hips forward, grinding into the back of my ass and I groan. "Really?" He chuckles.

"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."

I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.

Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.

"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."


New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.

Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates

When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.

But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?

“I am Maya Blackthorn, the first daughter of Alpha Darius of the Ashbourne Pack, and I am damned… damned by the Moon Goddess. And destined to bring kingdoms to their knees.”
Cast out by her pack for being wolfless and plagued by uncontrollable heat, Maya has spent her life surviving humiliation in silence.
Fate drags her into the path of Kael Draven, the ruthless Lycan King who claims her… only to reject her.
But Kael is not the only Alpha bound to her.
Finn, her childhood best friend and the rising Alpha, loves her with a devotion so fierce, he spends four years locked away in the most ruthless dungeon only to keep her safe.
Xander, a rogue wolf who can make even Alphas bow to his will, has waited centuries for her to be reborn, and he has no intention of losing her again.
Three Alphas.
Three claims.
One cursed destiny.
They called her wolfless. They thought she was weak. But she is done hiding, and this time, she's rewriting the rules.

At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her.She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.


A man’s icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.
Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.
As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

"You're quivering for me," he growled against my ear, his hand already slipping beneath my waistband, teasingly slow. His fingers traced through my hidden depths, unraveling the secrets I kept buried—body and soul.


Dean was in the next room—my Alpha, my mate, the father of the child I’d concealed for seven years. But I didn’t care.
Not with Luca. Not when every inch of me already surrendered to his touch, claimed by the heat of his desire.

I grew up believing I was wolfless—just a girl with no future in a pack that worshipped power. Until one reckless night with Alpha Dean changed everything.
He left me with a memory…And a child. I ran because I knew what happened to illegitimate Royal blood. They’re ridiculed. Rejected. Labeled Bastards before they can even walk.
Now, seven years later, fate dragged me back. Dean is searching for his Luna, and I’ve been chosen as a candidate. He looked me in the eye… and rejected me in front of the entire pack.I thought it was over.

But then Luca—Dean’s hybrid brother stepped forward. He shouldn’t want me.
I’m off-limits, broken, a mother. But the way he touches me says I’m already his. And I know what happens when an alpha claims something: He never lets go.

Can I survive being the prize between two Alphas? And when the truth about my child finally comes out…
Will either of them still choose me?