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I was always the extra daughter in the Cross family.
To my parents, I was nothing more than a walking blood bank for Clara. To my husband Adrian, I was a sinner who needed to atone for her crimes.
When Adrian forced me to donate a kidney to my sister, I agreed.
Not only did I agree, I liquidated every asset I owned and transferred it all to my research lab.
They thought I was stupid, thought I was still desperate for their love.
But all I was doing was putting my affairs in order.
The night before the surgery, I coughed up blood all over the table.
Adrian sneered over the phone. "Cut the act, Evelyn. You'll do anything to dodge responsibility. You just want attention—how pathetic."
The surgery was a "success."
My sister got the kidney she'd always wanted.
And I died in the recovery room.
My soul floated above my body as I watched Adrian walk into the hospital room, that patronizing smile on his face, ready to put on his "repentant husband" act.
"Eve, I know you've been hurt. Let's start over..."
The only answer he got was a white sheet pulled over my face.

That "poor pregnant woman" downstairs is currently waddling around Linden Court with her forty-week baby bump, sobbing to the neighbors. She claims the noise of me screwing men in the middle of the night is so loud it's killing her unborn baby.
In my past life, no one in this building believed me. In the end, she used a pair of rusty pruning shears to pin me, dead, to my own living room floor.
Reborn into a new life, I stare at the bulletin board where my face is crossed out with red marker, and I let out a cold laugh.
This time, I absolutely refuse to be the idiot who gets stabbed to death.

The day the Gryphon army marched home in victory, my sister's husband came back safe. My husband, Tobias, died on the ice.

Everyone pitied me, and I believed them. I mourned him for years, handed over every resource the Elven Realm had to offer to Crown Prince Nathaniel, and helped him lock down his claim to the throne.

It took me years to find out the man who came back wasn't Nathaniel at all. It was my "dead" husband, Tobias.

He killed his own brother, stole his face with forbidden magic, all so he could marry my sister Sabrina and make her his queen, official and out in the open.

"Sabrina and I are the real thing. Pretending to be my brother, that was for the good of the kingdom."

They framed me for treason and threw me into the Pit of Judgment. As I burned, I watched the two of them hold each other while the kingdom cheered.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day the army came home.

My sister begged me to stop grieving, tears in her eyes. "Nathaniel" swore he'd give me a life of luxury. The old king stood in front of everyone and promised to grant me anything I wanted.

This time, I didn't cry. I chose to remarry without a second thought.

Tobias thought wearing his brother's face was all it took to sit on that throne. What he didn't know was that without me, he never stood a chance of getting there at all.

Zuri is on the run from her powerful crime family, hiding in a small outlaw town where no one knows her name. But the night she steps into the Iron Kings’ biker bar, her past and future collide.

When a man puts his hands on her, Amani the ruthless Enforcer of the Kings, steps in. In front of the whole club, he makes a dangerous vow:

“She’s mine. No one touches her.”

To Zuri, it feels like a new cage.
To Amani, it feels like fate.

But secrets have a way of bleeding out.
The syndicate wants Zuri back. The MC doesn’t trust her. And the more Amani protects her, the more enemies circle to tear them apart.

Can Zuri outrun the darkness of her past, or will it destroy the only man willing to burn the world for her?

I thought heartbreak would break me.
Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected.
It awakened the monster inside.
On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine.
Then he appeared.
Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me.
Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something.
And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them.
But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed.
The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process…
One of us dies.

After losing her parents to a brutal attack, Liora is taken in by the mysterious and powerful Alpha, Kane. Under his protection, she learns to follow the rules, remain obedient, and suppress her own dreams. But as her first heat approaches, resisting Kane who owns her body and soul becomes impossible.
"Touch me," she finally begs, her voice catching in her throat.
His hand lands on her neck. "So this is what you want? To be used? I can do that, but you will never be the same again."
The desire between them ignites, pulling them into a tight embrace they cannot break, until the words slip out in the darkness.
"I love you, Kade," she whispers.
Silence follows, sharp and tense. "Sorry?" he asks, his gaze cold. "Sorry for what? That you love me, or was it just because the heat was overwhelming?"
Their instincts spark and the desire they both share for one another explodes, bringing them into a tight embrace and they find themselves unable to let go. Will they be able to resist fate? Or is this a forbidden passion that it set to consume them both?

To outsiders, it might seem harmless. After all, what danger could there be in loving someone so flawless—handsome, powerful, eternal? But for Hazel, giving her heart to a vampire lord is nothing short of ruin. The man who makes her pulse quicken is the monster who shattered her world. His coven slaughtered her father’s pack, drenched the city in blood, and seized it as their throne. And Ethan—the vampire lord himself—is the one who ended her mother’s life.

She tells herself it isn’t too late—not too late to turn back, to hate him, to despise him the way she should. She could obey her father and walk away. If only her heart would let her.

Maya Aldridge thought her past was buried forever.
When a mysterious fire destroys everything she knows, the only clue left behind is a crimson crest which is a mark of a feared crime dynasty.
Drawn into the Crimson Empire as an assistant, Maya steps into a world ruled by blood, power, and secrets. As buried truths awaken, she unlocks a shapeshifter legacy long thought extinct, a legacy that the empire would kill to control.
At the center of it all stands Asher Crimson, the empire’s ruthless heir. Cold, dangerous, and bound by a deadly curse, he was raised to rule without mercy and to never trust.
Forced into an uneasy alliance, Maya and Asher walk a thin line between survival and desire, where trust is deadly and love is forbidden.
When betrayal surfaces and vengeance calls, will the Crimson Empire destroy them both… or will love rewrite a fate soaked in blood?

They called her cursed.
Useless. Disposable.

He called her his.

When Lyra Hale, a powerless omega, witnesses a brutal mafia massacre in the human city, she becomes a walking death sentence. Every crime family wants her silenced. Every door is closed.

Until Dante Moretti finds her bleeding in an alley.

Italy’s most feared mafia boss.
A monster whispered about in the underworld.
And secretly—an Alpha werewolf no one dares challenge.

He saves her life… then claims it.

Lyra believes she’s nothing more than an unlucky omega. What she doesn’t know is that her blood hides a forgotten power—one that once wiped out an entire pack. A power she can’t remember… but Dante can.

Because he isn’t protecting her out of mercy.
He’s keeping her to break his curse.

Under a blood moon, his wolf marks her, binding them in a dangerous bond neither of them planned. Desire turns violent. Trust turns deadly. And the closer Lyra gets to the truth, the more bodies fall at her feet.

Love was never meant to exist between a mafia killer and a rejected omega.

But fate doesn’t ask permission.
It only demands blood.

"You summoned me, little librarian. Now you'll learn what it means to belong to a demon."
Mireya Ashcroft's life is already in ruins. Betrayed by her fiancé who stole her research to advance his own career, abandoned by her family who chose her perfect sister over her, and framed for a crime that destroyed her reputation---she has nothing left but her job shelving books in Ashenvale's oldest occult library.
On the blood moon, desperate to prove her stolen research was real, she performs what she believes is a harmless historical ritual. Instead, she tears open the veil and summons him.
Azraeth, the Demon King. The destroyer of armies. The nightmare whispered about in celestial temples and witch covens alike. Imprisoned for five hundred years by angels who feared his power, he emerges from his prison with vengeance burning in his eyes and an ancient hunger that nothing can satisfy.
Except the mark is now burned into Mireya's skin, binding her soul to his. And the binding wasn't random---it was prophecy.
As angels descend to execute her for the forbidden summoning and witches hunt her to steal the demon's power, Mireya discovers three shattering truths: her "ordinary" life was a carefully constructed lie, the mark awakening something dangerous inside her that tastes like chaos and shadow, and Azraeth doesn't just need her to survive his weakened state---her blood is the key to breaking the curse that's slowly killing him.
But accepting her dark power means embracing the monster inside her. And falling for the Demon King means becoming the villain in everyone else's story.
The angels called her a mistake. Her family called her worthless. Her ex called her forgettable.
The Demon King calls her his salvation---and his damnation.

"Maybe," she whispered, refusing to look away, "I'm tired of being protected."
Something dangerous flashed across his face.
His forehead rested against hers, his eyes closing as if simply being this close required every ounce of his self-control.
"You have no idea," he breathed, "how difficult you make this."
She swallowed. "Then stop fighting it."
For one impossible second, it looked as though he would. Instead, Dorian exhaled a shaky laugh, stepped back, and opened the door.
"Get some sleep, Livvy."
She stared at him in disbelief. "That's it?"
A slow, devastating smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "If I kiss you tonight..." His gaze locked onto hers. "I won't stop at one."


Olivia "Livvy" Hart thought monsters only existed in stories.

By day, she serves coffee. By night, she works at one of the city's hottest underground clubs. Her biggest problems are rude customers and exhausting shifts until a demon tries to make her its next sacrifice.

Saved by the mysterious and infuriatingly secretive Dorian Vane, Livvy is thrust into a hidden world where vampires rule from the shadows, demons hunt the innocent, and magic has always been real. Worse, someone powerful wants her alive... and everyone seems willing to kill for her.

Forced into the protection of Dorian and his four brothers, Livvy discovers her family has been hiding dangerous secrets for generations. As she uncovers the truth behind her bloodline, she finds herself at the center of an ancient war, hunted by supernatural factions that believe she holds the key to changing their world forever.

Rhea Morgan, a partially deaf investigative journalist, uncovers a blood-soaked conspiracy involving corrupt political systems and her own mysterious heritage.
Kellan Thorne is an exiled Alpha vampire who is on the run from the rest. Both Ree and Kellan’s lives intertwine but they soon discover that what they share might soon be torn by dark secrets that have been buried for long.

What? She married a wrong guy? It wasn’t the person who was going to marry her but someone else?
After the death of her boyfriend, her family sold her off, in the name of marriage, to the wealthiest family of the city in order to pay back their debts. The condition was: She has to give birth to the Reynolds’ family’s heir within a year!
Sienna Millar always thought that, she replaced her sister to marry the foster son of the Reynolds’ family. But what she didn’t know was she actually married the real heir of the Reynolds’ family!
Ezekiel Reynolds, the real heir of the Reynolds family, the business emperor and the prince charming of the city, married the daughter of Millar family because his brother didn’t want to do it. After marriage he didn’t even see the woman he married. But what he didn’t know was he actually married the woman he always liked!
Sienna who always thought Ezekiel as his brother-in-law and Ezekiel who always thought Sienna pretended to be married were unknown that they were actually husband and wife!
When Sienna found out the person she married was actually Ezekiel, she was stunned, “I married a wrong guy? Aren’t you my brother-in-law?”
However, Ezekiel pressed her against the wall, saying evilly, “Why? Are you unsatisfied with your mistaken husband?”

When your fiancé cheated the night before your wedding and called you a boring bi**h.
Under the influence of alcohol, you said to the hot stranger: Marry me tmr, will you?
Him: I will, if you show me how much you wanna be mine.
You melted into his kiss and it's a crazy night.
Next day, Your EX showed up and called your new husband, "Uncle…"
Uncle? The youngest billionaire uncle that your ex kept bragging about?

Five years of love, loyalty, and promises—destroyed in one wedding vow.

Judy believed Clark was the man she would spend her life with. After dating for five years, meeting his family, and planning their wedding, she thought love was enough.

She was wrong.

On the day she was supposed to be his bride, Judy watched Clark marry his rich ex-girlfriend instead—leaving her humiliated, heartbroken, and mocked by the world.

As if that wasn’t enough, Judy’s mother’s life hangs on a thread, with a surgery bill of $45,000 she can’t afford. When Clark, the man who promised to help her, turns his back on her completely, Judy hits rock bottom.

That’s when she meets David Jones—a ruthless billionaire CEO and Clark’s sworn business rival.

Cold. Powerful. Dangerous.

David offers her a deal:
A one-year contract marriage.
No love. No emotions.

In return, he will pay for her mother’s surgery.

Judy agrees—not just to save her mother, but to take revenge on the man who betrayed her.

What starts as a loveless contract soon turns into a dangerous game of desire, power, and buried secrets. As Judy steps into the world of wealth and revenge, she must decide—

Is she just using David for survival…
Or is she slowly falling for the man she was never supposed to love?

"You're really going to marry my good-for-nothing uncle?"

Julian sneered as he stared at the ring on my finger, his eyes full of mockery.

"Isabella, you don't actually think a playboy so poor he drives a secondhand car can give you a future, do you?"

I looked down at the ring on my hand, then slowly raised my head.

"At least—he won't sleep with another woman in my grandmother's manor."

My name is Isabella, eldest daughter of a fallen noble family, and an emergency room doctor crushed by the weight of life. To pay off my family's debts, I was supposed to marry my fiancé Julian, the man I'd loved for years—until the night of our engagement party, when I caught him tangled with his mistress beside my grandmother's belongings.

Just when I was at my most wretched, a dangerous yet gentle man reached out his hand to me—

Adrian Hawthorne.

Julian's notorious uncle, the one cast out by the family.

He claimed to be just an insurance broker earning four thousand pounds a month, so poor he could only afford an old Ford, yet he was willing to give me a home to shelter me from the storm. So I decided to take a gamble—to marry the man everyone looked down upon.

But after our marriage, I discovered that my "poor husband" wasn't quite so simple.

The water he casually drinks costs dozens of pounds per bottle; hospital executives treat him with utmost respect; even the collar on his dog's neck is expensive enough to buy half the hospital...

And when my treacherous ex-fiancé finally regrets his choices and tries to win me back, an even more shocking secret is about to be revealed—

Who exactly is this "worthless uncle" that everyone mocks? And why did he choose me, of all people?

When Victoria lay on the operating table, willing to sacrifice her health for her fiancé Ethan, she received a photo of him passionately kissing her stepsister. Heartbroken and done being the submissive girlfriend, Victoria dumps the cheating scumbag and goes on a blind date to secure her mother’s inheritance.

But fate plays a wicked trick. She sits at the wrong table and impulsively marries a devastatingly handsome stranger.

Her new husband? William Ashford—the most feared billionaire in the city, and shockingly, her ex-fiancé’s untouchable uncle!

When Ethan tries to humiliate her, thinking she's still the pathetic girl who loves him, he’s horrified to find her in the arms of the man he fears most.

"Uncle William?" Ethan trembles.

William pulls Victoria close, his eyes lethal. "Watch your tone, Ethan. Call her Aunt Victoria."

Dumped by her groom publicly, Luna married his uncle—Theodore, a business tycoon.
Hatred? Revenge? Or his long-planning?

Wedding night, he handed over a contract. “Nice doing business with you, my wife.”
When her down-and-out ex begged for a second chance? Luna smirked, swirling wine. “I'm Luna Carter, your new aunt—and the new owner of the Davis's enterprise.”

Emery’s undying love for her late mother drove her to do things only a desperate person could understand. To save her mother’s company, she agreed to marry a man twice her age. There’s no way she could escape the miserable truth, but on the day of the wedding, she married the wrong groom who turned out to be the wealthiest man in the country.
It’s like the Heavens gave her another chance and she won’t let the chance slip away. However, can she withstand the tension whenever her fake husband is near her? What if she falls for him? Will he catch her? Or she’d fall into a more complicated situation?


Every man's dream was to watch their bride walk down the aisle towards them, however, the beautiful dream turned into a nightmare when Terrence found a different woman under the veil. His bride ran away and he was forced to marry a stranger. To make everything more complicated, he just got appointed as the company President and he needs to maintain a good reputation.
Keeping his fake bride by his side is the only choice left to him. However, how can he deal with his self-control when the woman he mistakenly married is a total goddess of temptation?

Mature Contents Ahead. Please this book is highly rated 18+
'You'll pay for this Amelia, mark my words, you get married to me through deception, you'll suffer the consequences. And now, you'll face your first punishment, you want to be my wife huh, you'll face what happens to them on their wedding night.' He chuckled, but it was one filled with bitterness. 'You're not that beautiful. But that doesn't mean I won't have your body.'
Amelia Harper, a young lady with virtue, finds herself in a family and vicinity where she isn't acceptable.
Her family borrowed money from Dylan Blackwood the billionaire and couldn't pay their debt.
Dylan Blackwood decided to take the Harper's most beautiful daughter as a wife in place of the debt but she fled leaving her elder sister, the not so pretty one, Amelia Harper to suffer the consequences.

When the person's face was revealed, Alexa's throat parched and her heart skipped. Why was the man looking this handsome?
She could not see his face well the other night but looking at him at night she was dumbstruck.
His face was well sculptured with definite features, his blazing green orb eyes that could melt souls, his brown hair that looked silky, and his taunting height that was suppressing. He was the perfect definition of a Greek god.


Alexa Kendall was a young lady who tried her best to save her sick mother. But she got tricked by one of her friends whom she asked to come to the bar where she was going to help her.
She has to save herself from the trap and the only way is to ask a strange man for help by offering him a one-night-stand, but what is the man going to help her with?
Maurice Heather is a billionaire and also the successor of the Heather group. He is cold and dominant. He had to get married to save himself, but he didn't have a bride, but she came knocking presenting to him as a bride and he trapped her with a contract.
Alexa just wanted the man to help her, but she was trapped in something bigger….marriage.

WARNING: This is a DARK ROMANCE containing explicit sexual content, graphic violence, noncon/dubcon, forced claiming, captivity, and other triggering themes.

Princess Leena of the Crescent Moon Pack lived a sheltered fairytale life behind palace walls, dreaming only of the fated mate who would complete her perfect life.

On her eighteenth birthday, that dream turned into a nightmare.

The ruthless Rogue Alpha slaughtered her parents before her eyes, then claimed her as his own, dragging the sheltered princess into his brutal, lawless world.

Now stripped of title, freedom, and everything she once knew, Leena is trapped at the side of the monster who destroyed her family. She must fight to survive his obsession, even as a dark, forbidden pull begins to awaken between them.

Will she break under the savage Alpha determined to possess her completely, or will she find the strength to turn his dangerous claim into her weapon?

"They've decided to marry me off," I say, "To Blackmoor."
Grace's brows lift slightly. "I know."
"You... what?"
"Father told me after council," she says easily. "It's a smart move."
I swallow. "Grace, it's Alpha Gaven. He's dangerous. They say he killed his own father. That he..."
"That he rules effectively," she interrupts. "Which is more than can be said for most Alphas who hesitate."
I stare at her. "I'm scared. I am not enough for him. We both know that. He will sense it as soon as he meets me."
I hate myself for offering it so freely. But she's my sister. If I don't say it to her, I don't know who I could.
"I need help," I say. "I can't go to Blackmoor. I don't have a wolf. I don't even know how to..."
She cuts me off, "You're not meant to be Luna. You are just meant to warm his bed from time to time. Give him an heir or two."
Grace continues, "But I am meant to be Alpha. And this alliance makes that possible. Blackmoor's support will silence any challenges. The elders will fall in line. I can take my rightful place."


Fern was supposed to be the heir who would secure the pack's future. When she was born a girl and never received a wolf, Fern was cast aside and raised among the Omegas, treated as little more than a servant in her own pack.
So when her father trades her in a political marriage to secure an alliance, Fern understands exactly what she is: expendable.
Her contracted mate is Alpha Gaven of Blackmoor, the most feared Alpha on the continent.
What Fern doesn't know is that Gaven recognizes her as his true mate the moment he scents her. And he refuses her.
To Fern, he is a monster forged in blood and power.
To Gaven, the bond is a cruel twist of fate he refuses to accept.
Bound by contract , they clash at every turn as resentment, obsession, and forbidden desire begin to blur the line between hatred and need.

"It's PRINCESS Kaelyth to you and every piece of trash out there!"
His jaws clenched, the vein on his head slightly moving from that singular act. Disgust rippled through her as she stared at the towering seven feet tall man in front of her. He was a Fallow. The dust beneath her feet was of more value than the demon looking down at her.
The anger that thrummed in his veins threatened to send him into a chokehold. The Royal glaring at him like he was nothing, was the main reason he was here. And she had the guts to act all high and mighty. "I saved your life," he growled, the hatred and anger causing his body to tremble slightly.
"I would have rather died than let you lay a hand on me you filthy Fallow!"
The tension in the air was palpable.
"Well I'd rather die than let a being who is not me, kill you!
"Her breath hitched. His words, the anger in them all sent a zap through her body, pooling in the pit of her belly, sending her core into a clutching frenzy.
Her eyes flared, fists tightened. "Are you threatening me?!"
"Threat?" He repeated with a humorless laughter. "I don't make threats Kaelyth. I make promises."
The way he said her name almost paralyzed her with need. If it didn't already. "Watch your words Fallow!"
"Watch your back Princess."

When Princess Kaelyth's world starts falling apart, the last person she expects to show up is a lowborn demon she has always looked down on. He is a Fallow. Everything she was taught to hate. But after over a thousand years, the universe has finally created a true mate bond again and it chose them to be fated mates.

A dark romance demon fantasy.

Rejected by her mate for her best friend, ends up in a complicated situation with two men leading to humiliation.

What situation and why was she rejected?

Successfully escaping, moved to a new city to begin a new life but found one of her forgotten pasts staring right back at her in the face.

What past is this?

Humiliated, tortured, bullied and all, soon discovers she was granted a second chance mate but not one this time, two.

As Eve struggles to battle with this knowledge, she realizes she isn't who she thought she was at all but something greater, and now everyone wants her, including her ex.

For five years, I was nothing more than my sister's stand-in.

In our marriage bed, he whispered her name, not mine. When his true love—my sister—fell gravely ill, he didn't hesitate. He forced me onto the operating table and took my kidney to save her life.

Lying broken in a hospital bed, I learned the final, soul-crushing truth: he was also responsible for my grandfather's death, the only family I had left. My heart turned to ash.

He tossed divorce papers at me, thinking it was over. But fate had one last cruel twist in store.

I'm pregnant.

When your fiancé cheated the night before your wedding and called you a boring bi**h. Under the influence of alcohol, you said to the hot stranger: Marry me tmr, will you? Him: I will, if you show me how much you wanna be mine. You melted into his kiss and it's a crazy night. Next day, Your EX showed up and called your new husband, "Uncle…" Uncle? The youngest billionaire uncle that your ex kept bragging about?

Lorena Calvino
Alessandro Moravia was the devil and I've caught his eye.i was supposed to marry his son
Alessandro Moravia
She has no business in my world,I have too many enemies.The Moravia crime family had status,power and wealth,she was the only thing I wanted.

You're such a rogue, how could you do that? I regret getting married to you" he smirked, " You married a Playboy, welcome to my world".

The devil you know is better than the angel you don't know. Kathleen has always wanted a perfect relationship and a perfect life as she ran away on her wedding day from her abusive relationship and got married to a mysterious stranger that same day. Will this stranger treat her any better than her ex? Her relationship wouldn't be perfect after all because she got married to a handsome Playboy who wasn't ready to be chained down by marriage.

On the day of her wedding, Elena’s perfect world shatters—her groom vanishes, eloping with her best friend. But before the whispers destroy her, his powerful billionaire brother, Damian Blackwell, steps forward with a cold proposition: marry him instead, right there at the altar.

Trapped in a scandal she never asked for, Elena is thrust into a dangerous marriage built on secrets, lies, and twisted desires. Damian is ruthless, obsessed, and hiding truths that could break her. Lucas, the runaway groom, isn’t gone for good either, and when he returns, Elena learns that nothing about her engagement was ever real.

As betrayal stacks upon betrayal, Elena finds herself torn between two brothers, hunted by enemies, and forced to question everything she thought she knew about love. But in Damian’s arms, she discovers the most dangerous secret of all—sometimes the man who ruins your life is the only one who can save it.

Zara Alaric had always lived in the shadow of her stepsister, Selene was pampered, adored, and destined for a life of luxury. But when Selene disappears on the eve of her wedding, leaving only a letter behind, Zara is thrust into a world she never asked for: forced to marry Adrian Voss, a ruthless billionaire CEO with a heart as cold as his empire.
At first, Adrian despises her, and surviving his cruel rules, verbal lashings, and the hostility of his family seems impossible. Yet, as Zara proves her intelligence, courage, and resilience, sparks of tension ignite into an undeniable chemistry. Just when their love begins to blossom, Selene returns, scheming to reclaim her place, while Margot the stepmother who orchestrated their lives manipulates events to test their bond.
Threatened by blackmail, betrayal, and life-or-death stakes, Zara and Adrian must navigate deception, power, and passion. Can love truly bloom amidst lies, danger, and ambition or will the past destroy everything they’ve fought to build?

"Aren't you afraid to die?" It's a bit odd, but it is what it is.

Paula Mayer, the woman was asked to marry a man with a million secrets. Many people say that Mark Aliston has never been lucky in life.

His mother died saving him in an accident. Then his sister also died because of him. Then his two fiancees who died before their wedding day.

Will Paula also experience the same thing as Mark's two ex-fiancees? And can his second marriage survive to the end?

Arina De Luca's world is shattered the night she walked in on her husband being shot... and the man holding the gun is Luciano Martínez, the sinfully beautiful billionaire CEO who owes the city.

Then comes the real blow to the stomach: her late husband had already signed a contract promising her in marriage... to his own killer.

Forced to a marriage she hates with every fiber of her being, Arina becomes the rebellion wife of Luciano Martínez.

Arina hates hates him with such violence... but she also wants him with a fury that consumes her: she wants him to open her legs and fuck her until she screams his name instead of cursing him.

Arina hates herself for allowing any feeling to flourish towards the man who stole her husband's life. Will that hatred cost her everything?

Read on to find out.

When Alexander Carter, the ruthless and irresistibly charming CEO of one of the country’s largest corporations, walked into my office, I thought he was there to terminate my contract. After all, I had just lost everything in a project sabotaged by his company. But instead, he made me an offer that would change my life: marry him for one year.

Sounds crazy? Maybe. But with my younger sister depending on me and the bills piling up, refusing wasn’t an option. In return, he offered enough money to rebuild my career and a contract to lead a project I had always dreamed of.

There was just one rule: don’t fall in love.

Simple, right? Or so I thought. Until I realized that behind his cold demeanor and flawless suits was a man full of secrets. A man who started to unravel me with every touch, every whispered word, every lingering glance.

Now, as I fight to keep up the façade of the perfect wife and uncover the conspiracies within his world, one question remains: when all this ends, will I be able to walk away unscathed?

A year ago, my ex abandoned me when I was broke and buried in debt, choosing the Russo family heiress instead.

On the day of his engagement party, he sent me a vicious text: "Wear a wedding dress to Plaza Hotel. Changed my mind. You're marrying me."

I showed up in white.

Luca and his crew waited at the entrance, ready to watch me humiliate myself.

He thought this was my degradation.

But what he didn't know was—I was getting married.

Just not to him.

To Dante Valentino—the most dangerous man in this godforsaken city.

Raven is not your regular 21 year old girl. She's different. Trained and equipped by her father to hunt down the very creatures that killed her mother. She'll stop at nothing to finish them all.

But one hunt goes wrong, changing the course of her life forever.

Saviour has waited for his mate all his life but not as hard as his mother has. The day the huntress is caught, Saviour knows everything is about to shift but he's adamant on controlling the wheels of the quickly sinking ship that's his life.
First son of three, born to Alpha King Raphael. But he'll need a mate to take the throne and restore his mother's place as ‘most valued mate.’
Now how can he do that when his mate is a reject?

Raven soon realizes she's in a world ebbed in secrets and lies. One she must play a significant role in.
From Huntress, to captive, and from captive to Queen.


“You breached our borders with the intent of killing our men, women and children. You are a traitor who doesn't deserve to live. It is merciful for the alpha King to spare your life. But you will forever walk in the skin you hate. Forced to live like one of us, a captive of Darkwaters.”

I clasped my hands over my bare breast as the old emperor pressed on me, trying to rape me, a 14 year old girl. They called me the cursed concubine. “You killed your mother at birth,” they claim. Even my father sold me for a piece of dirt to the Emperor with an appetite for young girls like me.

And then, they blamed me for his illness. "Your presence here has only brought suffering and pain in the palace."

"A lowlife like you doesn't deserve any form of dignity!"

They stripped me, tied my thorn cloth around my neck like a leash and pulled me like a common dog.

"Now woof! woof! Like a sick dog you are!"

I was waiting to die.

Then the prince returned.

Fresh from a decade-long war with werewolves, drenched in blood and victory, he shattered the palace silence by defending me—the woman everyone else wanted erased.

All I wanted was gratitude.

What I got was a night in his chambers… and secrets powerful enough to bring an empire to its knees.

I thought I was a curse.

A liability.

A plague.

But the prince awakened something far more dangerous.

And this palace will learn—

I was never weak. I was only unclaimed

After an unexpected crash landing on a post-apocalyptic alien planet, Alyssa Carr, a bold and fearless human explorer, finds herself in a world where death reigns supreme, and the live dead have become rulers. Separated from her crew, Alyssa meets Kael'vok, the enigmatic and ruthless Zombie King, a powerful being ruling over a desolate kingdom of the undead. Marked by fate, Kael'vok takes Alyssa as his mate, beginning a dangerous dance of lust, control, and love.

Caught between her desire to escape and the strange pull she feels toward the Zombie King, Alyssa goes on a treacherous journey. As her body becomes awakened by his touch, Alyssa learns that Kael'vok’s dominion extends not only to the dead but also over her senses. Meanwhile, an invading alien force threatens both their worlds, causing the unlikely pair to join forces.

Through passionate nights and dangerous days, Alyssa is torn between the thrill of her burgeoning connection with the Zombie King and her desperate fight for life. As she navigates his dark kingdom, she faces her desires, an erotic exploration of pleasure, and Kael'vok’s control, unraveling a steamy love that could either save them both or lead to their destruction.

But the Zombie King holds secrets—secrets that could change everything she knows about her place in the world. When an alien invasion looms and she learns Kael'vok's tragic past, Alyssa must decide if her love for him is worth the ultimate sacrifice. Their bond will be tried, and with it, the future of their worlds.

Tessa died betrayed by her mate, and by the bond that was meant to protect her. Pregnant and broken, she fell with a single prayer on her lips: please let me try again.

The Moon Goddess answered, and she was given a second chance at life… but the mercy came with a cruel condition. Tessa would live only long enough to give birth to her child. After that, death would claim her without exception.

Bound to time and ticking fate, Tessa makes a dangerous blood pact with Dylan, a powerful Alpha cursed by a terminal disease. What begins as a contract marriage, becomes a love so powerful, it rewrites every rule they swore to live by.

Torn between duty, love, and the child she refuses to lose again, Tessa must face the impossible choice the Moon Goddess left her with:

Is a borrowed life worth a love that cannot survive it?

TW!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES TW!! At a point in life, every wolf dreams of a happy ending with their mates, family, and friends, and Lenora wasn't an exemption. She was blessed to have been pregnant by her mate; the Lycan prince. She was finally going to build the family she never had the luxury of and her happy ending was about to begin, but fate had different plans for her and Alaric as a buried past showed its ugly head. Chaos, deceit, hatred, betrayal, secrets, death, lust, and love became the new theme for her and Alaric's love story as they grew to realise their enemy has always been their biggest supporter. This book is the sequel to Mated To The Devil's Son, I recommend that you read Book 1 to gain a better understanding as the book doesn't stand alone. °°° Book 1 — Mated To The Devil's Son (Completed)

"What are you? You are not a werewolf. What the hell are you?" Phoebe cried in terror as she looked at the man in front of him, shifting into a hideous monster. He smirked, pinning her against the wall, his grip tightened around her throat. "I am the devil.
The devil that's about to ruin your life." His words made Phoebe shiver in terror. "Strip! Now I own your body." He growled at her, pushing her on the bed. Phoebe watched him strip on terror. She regretted listening to her sister. Phoebe was a kind she-wolf.
Her pack praised her for her kindness and her bravery. And even in looks, she was more stunning than her older sister. Jealous Nina was threatened by her sister as Phoebe grew up.
To get rid of her sister, Nina decided to sell her sister to the king of the werewolf kingdom. What Nina didn't know, that it was devil himself, ready to ruin Phoebe.

Vera was the perfect girlfriend.
She cooked his meals, learned his schedule, and told herself the hesitation before he said I love you was just his personality.
Then she overheard him in a bar.
"She was always just the placeholder. I found her because she looks like Lena."
Three years. And she was nothing but a substitute for a woman who hadn't bothered to stay.
Vera walks out with one phone call and one decision: go home, accept the arrangement she spent three years running from, and face the Lycan King who has apparently been wearing a ring with her initial for nine years.
Caelan Blackwood doesn't explain himself. He doesn't beg. He just looks at her across her father's dinner table and says: "I've been waiting. Take whatever time you need."
She thought she was running toward safety.
She didn't know she was running toward the one person who had never stopped looking for her.
Marked By The Wrong Alpha is a werewolf romance about betrayal, identity, and the difference between someone who uses your name and someone who has been carrying it for nine years.

After ten years of being a "consumable," I performed my final maintenance on the very day Vivian handed my life's work over to someone else. I didn’t argue or resist; I just signed the paperwork with a smile. When the Thorne Tower began to collapse floor by floor due to my final permission error, she finally realized that all the brilliance she boasted of was nothing more than the residual warmth I had fed her. Now, she kneels in the ruins, begging me to turn back time. I only find her voice… annoying.

"Sign the papers. We're getting divorced." He said with a straight face.
Morgan loved him with her entire heart. She sacrificed everything for him, all in the hope that he would love her back.
In that moment, all the years of her life spent loving him wasted. The baby in her stomach she had planned to tell him about weighed heavily on her mind.
"I was with you only because you looked like her." He said. "Sign the papers and get out of my house."
Once his first love returned, he was quick to cast her away like used trash.
Morgan, determined to move on with her life, left him. She is no longer the sad girl in love with him. Now the CEO is the Rosewood Enterprises, she vows to reclaim her life back. Dante realized he was in love with her, and tries to get her back.
But there's a new man in her life now. Will she forgive Dante, or will she move on from him completely?
How will she handle the challenges thrown at her? How will she continue to rise to the top and overthrow her enemies? Or will she succumb to the voices?

I was cursed, trapped in a "Trial of Sincerity"—I could only regain my freedom if she spoke the words "I love you" from the bottom of her heart.
For five years, I’ve taken bullets for her, gone to prison for her, and stood on the brink of death four times. She would only call me "my best friend" or say "I need you," but she never uttered those three words.
Four times, she abandoned me as I lay dying, rushing instead to the side of another man.
The fifth time, with a bullet in my abdomen and my insides exposed, I lay on the operating table. She finally wept, screaming "I love you"—once, twice... twelve times in total.
Too bad. After waking up from that fourth brush with death, I had already signed a Do-Not-Resuscitate (DNR) order.
This time, my heart has stopped beating. Not because of my wounds, but because I’ve made my choice: I won't let her save me.

I was just the mate of the Alpha fated mate and the nanny to my child, not his Luna.
I dedicated my life to him, but he never loved me—this was all because I was just a wolfless omega.
Until his ex returned, everyone, including my mate and even my child, looked down on me. Everyone believed she should be the Luna.
I turned and walked out of the house, choosing to live for myself.
Three months later, I became the world’s most renowned white wolf healer, appearing on television.
Son (shocked): "Dad, is that... my mom on TV?"

The day I secured the finale at New York Fashion Week, my adopted sister was in a car crash that left her completely blind.
And so began a ruthless campaign to destroy my life.
Listening to me prepare for the runway, she touched her heavy gauze bandages and wept bitterly. "You're so brilliant, Valora. Not like me... I'm just a useless, blind burden."
To placate her, our brother burned my core design sketches to ashes.
On the day of the show, my finale haute couture gown was maliciously slashed to ribbons. My reputation was left in ruins, and every single sponsor pulled their funding.
Later, she live-streamed her suicide attempt from a rooftop, sobbing that a disabled girl like her didn't deserve to be loved.
My husband dropped to one knee in front of the entire world and slipped the custom diamond ring—my ring—onto her finger.
That very night, I was dead-bolted inside my roaring, fire-engulfed studio.
With toxic smoke searing my lungs, I dialed my husband's number for help, only to be met with his frustrated, impatient voice:
"Serafina is blind! The fire alarms have her terrified! Stop being so damn petty and jealous right now!"
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of her accident. The day she faked her blindness.

Our clan worships the Spider Goddess.
To keep this face, every girl in our bloodline must sacrifice a truly evil man every ten years.
Just two weeks before my twentieth birthday, my mom asked me again over the phone:
"Sweetie, is it really that hard to find a sufficiently bad guy in a place like Ashfield?"
Right now, I’m looking at my boyfriend, who just handcuffed me to a bed. He’s laughing, negotiating a price with a buyer, thinking I’m tonight’s merchandise.
I think to myself—
Mom, I can answer your question now. This guy’s wickedness easily rivals your husband's—my father.

Three years of marriage. Three pregnancies.

Every time I confirmed I was pregnant, my sister-in-law Ophelia would walk into the chapel behind the manor.

Then my in-laws would drag me to the hospital and force me to abort the healthy baby.

The night after my third miscarriage, I dragged my weakened body to follow her into the chapel.

The moment I pushed open that door, my blood ran cold.

In that instant, I finally understood why my three children had to die.