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Crime and murder

Mentions of sexual assault

Violence and intense situations

Some sexual content

Law enforcement and criminal investigations

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Ariel Cole is a sharp-tongued FBI agent with a rocky past and a knack for uncovering dark secrets. But nothing prepares her for the horror that hits too close to home, the brutal murder of a minister’s daughter, found strangled in an abandoned building. The killer left no trace... except a chilling pattern: every victim had one final date with a man no one can identify — and then they died.

When Ariel discovers a strange man saved her life during a chaotic mission, only to disappear without a word — she can’t shake the feeling that he knows more than he should. But the deeper she digs, the more terrifying the puzzle becomes.

Because the next name on the killer’s list might be hers.

And the man she trusts most?

Might be the one hunting her.

"You're a long way from the city, Mr. Cross."
"Call me Dominic. And I could say the same about you."
Grace should've known better than to trust the gorgeous stranger who stepped onto her ferry. But when he offered her money, then his bed, she couldn't resist.
"This is just sex," she tells him.
"If that's what you need to believe," he replies, pulling her closer.
The attraction is raw. Dangerous. Every night in his hotel room, she tells herself she'll stop. Every morning, she goes back for more.
Until she finds the photograph.
Marcus Cross. The man she sent to prison. The man who died there.
Dominic's brother.
"You knew," she said. "This whole time."
He doesn't deny it. "I came here to destroy you, Grace. And I'm not finished yet."
Some men seduce you for love. He did it for revenge.

Broke, homeless, and addicted to chocolate, will Sheryl chase her dream or remain tied to her mother's purse strings? Sheryl, on the wrong side of thirty-five, has seen better days. She lost her job, her home, and the ability to say no to her mother: a woman with as much sensitivity as a comedian. Sheryl, a soft touch, is wilting into a sea of whiskey and American Wrestling. She spends her nights rooting for Johnstone, a wrestler as believable as Die Hard. Until Sheryl discovers belly dancing.  Sheryl is a natural at belly dancing and dreams of performing in the sort of costume that would have her mother choking on her “you’re too fat” comments. So when the wrestlers come to town, Sheryl grabs her chance. She wins tickets to the wrestling event and the opportunity to not only meet Johnstone, but belly dance. Sheryl feels hopeful, until her mother finds out. Will Sheryl grab her chance or toss her coin belt, along with her dreams, to the wind? Sheryl’s Last Stand is the first in the Bellydancing and Beyond series. If you like fast-paced books that make you laugh, then you will love Kerrie Noor’s wonderfully funny Bellydancing series. Buy Sheryl’s Last Stand today to watch Sheryl shimmy towards a life worth getting out of bed for. ★★★★★"The voice is Scottish urban girl snark." ★★★★★ “Good read, funny, fast-paced, zany characters." ★★★★★ “A poignant romantic comedy”

“Welcome to Oakhaven, Detective. Try not to let our quiet charm bore you to death.”

Rhys Kincaid, a cynical city detective exiled to a town draped in mist and polite whispers, snorted. “Quaintness doesn’t usually hide dead bodies, Officer Vance. And I prefer my cases with a little less smiles” His new partner, Officer Elara Vance, was all sharp wit and disarming smiles, a local golden girl he immediately found infuriatingly charming. Their clashes ignited a dangerous game, a verbal sparring that crackled with undeniable, potent desire.

Grisly murders, each bearing a chilling mark—a severed branch, plunged Oakhaven into terror. The victims? Prominent figures from its oldest families, hinting at a buried past and an ancient, vengeful justice. As they chased elusive shadows, the pressure of the case stripped away their defenses, charged glances evolving into something raw and consuming.

“You want to solve this, Elara? Show me how deep Oakhaven’s darkness goes.” Rhys’s voice was a low growl one night, his hands already finding hers.

He’d seen the hunger in her eyes, a reflection of his own. In the quiet of his isolated cottage, the metal glinted, cool against her skin as he expertly bound her wrists with her own handcuffs, a silent challenge in his gaze.

"Spread your legs."

Her breath hitched, a delicious gasp escaping her lips as his fingers slid her panties aside using this thumb to circle her clit , her eyes burning with a dangerous, reciprocal desire.

He’s on the verge of unmasking the killer, believing it’s Father Thomas or a shadowy force seeking retribution for forgotten sins. But as love blooms amidst the bloodshed, and his reputation hangs in the balance of the deepest secret.

Who is the hunter, and who is the hunted, when desire becomes the deadliest trap of all?

In the dock, facing the accusation, Stella couldn't help recalling her past ten years.
Ten years ago, she met Steven and fell in love with him. Ten years of love and care from Steven made Stella thought that she was the happiest woman in the world. But it took only a second to ruin all her fantasy.
When his mask was torn apart, she realized that all he did was for revenge.
"Steven, from now on, we are even! The past is just an empty dream!"
However, after he lost her, not a single day passed that he didn't miss her. He gradually found out the hidden truth and realized how much Stella had done for him.
She gave her kidney to him but kept it as a secret to not let him worry. She even gave birth to their baby in prison!
"Where is Stella! Please tell me!"

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


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

Rebecca was raised in the Romani culture commonly known as a gypsy she would travel from fair to fair. Performing dances signing and fortune telling. She was bullied all her life as well. But she never knew why. Her mother talks a prophecy about a half vampire half human vampire princess. She had purple eyes and pale skin which was contrasted with her black hair. She is beautiful. On the evening of her eighteenth birthday she started to be able to smell blood. After being bullied by one of the other teenagers. Then beaten in the wo by her so called mother. She notices a man and a women in the woods behind her camp. She sees a mysterious stranger who is holding a girl and sucking on her neck. She starts to feel a strange pull towards him. Who is this man? Why am I so attracted to him.

Vee Vael has built a quiet life as a herbalist in a mountain town, carrying nothing from her past but a silver scar on her wrist and an unexplained dread of the full moon. She believes she is human. She is wrong.

Seven years ago, Vee was the most powerful Luna in pack history. She cursed Kaelon Draeth, the fearsome Alpha she loved, strapping him inside a half beast prison to save him from execution at the hands of corrupt pack elders. The curse cost her everything — her wolf, her memories, and the man she sacrificed it all for.

When Kaelon breaks free and finds her, he does not come with rage. He comes with a truth she cannot outrun. The only way to break what she built is to remember why she built it. Together they must walk through every buried memory while hunted by the same elders who tore them apart.

Vee must choose who she truly is before the elders erase her permanently. And Kaelon must decide whether the woman standing before him is still the Luna his wolf never stopped howling for.

Melisa returns to her hometown of Greenville and reunites with her childhood friend, Jack Louis.

Jack is one of the most terrifying legends whose life story has become an urban legend in the Appalachian Mountains region. He was the sole survivor of a tragic massacre perpetrated by his uncle that killed his aunt and his two cousins.

Melisa falls in love with Jack who is quiet, cold, mysterious and expressionless. In order to try to get Jack's attention and love, she is willing to take terrible risks that could threaten her life due to the terrible power that Jack Louis has.

Nadia has lived in the orphanage since the day she was born—a girl no one ever wanted to adopt.
But just as she’s about to turn eighteen, everything changes.
A mysterious billionaire, Vincent Voss, shows up and claims her as his daughter.
He insists Nadia is a werewolf—just like him—and that she must return to the world she truly belongs to.
Nadia thinks he’s insane… until the truth proves impossible to deny.
Now, she’s about to begin a journey that will take her from an unwanted orphan to the future queen of the werewolf nation.

Chloe wasted ten years loving arrogant Zane. To win a Porsche bet, he publicly humiliated her, taking her devotion for granted. Finally awake, she cut him off and rebuilt herself as a brilliant top-university elite.
After losing her, Zane drowned in regret, begging desperately for her forgiveness. But it was too late. Chloe met the wealthy, gentle genius Liam, who healed all her wounds. Zane gambled with her heart—and lost her forever.

Astrid has a seemingly perfect life as a high school girl, but when her good friend Jason introduces her to his brother Killian, she is immediately attracted by Killian's danger and charm. She is obsessed with him until she finds out that Killian and Jason are both powerful werewolves. What's more terrifying is that she is a combination of a werewolf, a vampire and a witch, and the last powerful Trisolarian on earth.
Two powerful Alpha brothers claim to be her mate and want to mate with her. She is drawn into a world full of dangerous prophecies and wars, and she completely collapses...

Harper Davis built his life on his own terms—until an age-old blood pact upends everything. Bound by his grandfather’s promise, Harper is forced into an arranged marriage with Ethan Reynolds, the icy CEO of Reynolds Enterprises.
To Harper, it’s a betrayal of freedom. To Ethan, it’s just another business transaction.

But Harper isn’t the obedient spouse Ethan expected. Fierce, passionate, and stubbornly independent, Harper becomes the one challenge Ethan can’t control—and the one person he can’t stop thinking about.
Sparks fly as the two clash in a battle of wills, but when attraction blurs the line between duty and desire, neither man can ignore the chemistry igniting between them.

Just as Harper begins to trust Ethan, a jealous ex resurfaces with a vendetta—and a dangerous secret. Now, with their future hanging in the balance, Harper and Ethan must choose: protect their pride, or risk everything for a chance at real love.

A steamy enemies-to-lovers romance where business meets passion, and love might just be the most unexpected merger of all.

Two women. One ultimatum. Time is running out.
Billionaire playboy Zubby Daniels has one year to get serious and settle down—or lose his father’s multi-billion-dollar empire. But just as he considers a future beyond his reckless ways, he finds himself caught between two formidable women.
Vanessa Peters, his scorned ex, wants revenge. Nena Okafor, the fierce lawyer who despises him, wants justice.
As scandals explode and betrayal looms, Zubby must choose: fight for redemption or lose everything. But when the truth shatters the game, who will have the last word… and who will be the last woman standing?

When investigative journalist Carter Hale vanishes without a trace, his ex-girlfriend Detective Maya Cross refuses to believe he simply walked away from his life. Her search leads her to Halstead, a forgotten town hidden in the mountains, where strange transmissions broadcast only at night and residents are either too quiet or too afraid to speak.

As Maya digs deeper, she uncovers evidence of a covert surveillance system, unexplained disappearances, and a powerful signal that manipulates minds. The deeper she ventures into Halstead's secrets, the more she begins to question reality and her own sanity.

Now hunted by an invisible force and racing against time, Maya must follow the trail Carter left behind. But in a town where even the light can't be trusted, the greatest threat may be what waits in the static.

The Last Transmission is a gripping suspense thriller about truth, control, and the terrifying cost of uncovering secrets not meant to be heard.

His last bounty is a fast paced, engaging and immersing good read. If you like plot twist and 'oh no, they didn't' this is the book for you! There is also something for everyone to connect with on some level. Whether it's the stressed out professional, a self tortured, alpha male, a psychopath or, a jolted ex-lover. And the list goes on- readers will identify with one of them. The book also has a romantic heart. It is one for the hopeless romantic for sure, though the Leads path isn't always easy they wind up living their dream. I also intend for there to be a follow up book to His Last Bounty. It will follow there as she becomes alpha which gives the readers a chance to get invested in the family and their future.

They called him weak.
They called him broken.
They called him the last Omega.

For eighteen years, Vincent Blackwood lived as an outcast in the Silverfang Pack, wolf-less while everyone around him awakened, ranked up, and rose in power.

An embarrassment.
A failure.
A mistake the pack tolerated… until they no longer had to.

Then came the Moon Ceremony.

The night his mate was revealed.

The future Alpha rejected him in front of the entire pack.

Humiliated.
Exiled.
Thrown into the Shadowlands, where even rogues don’t survive.

But the Silverfang Pack made one mistake.

They thought Vincent was powerless.

They thought “Omega” meant weak.

They were wrong.

The Omega bloodline was never gone, it was buried.

And Vincent is its final heir.

Deep within the ruins of a forgotten era, something ancient awakens inside him: a power older than Alphas, stronger than kings, and capable of rewriting the laws of the werewolf world itself.

As outcasts, rogues, and broken wolves begin to rally around him, Vincent realizes a terrifying truth:

Power isn’t measured by who fears you.
It’s measured by who refuses to leave your side.

Now the rejected boy must build something new:

A pack for the forgotten.
A kingdom for the cast aside.
An empire strong enough to challenge the continent.

But enemies are already moving.

The Alpha who rejected him wants him erased.
The Moon Council demands his bloodline be wiped out again.
And something ancient in the dark has already sensed the Omega’s return.

As war brews and buried truths surface, Vincent must choose:

Revenge…
Or revolution.

Because the age of Alphas is ending.

And the Last Omega is rising!

I'm Sheridan Wesley. I'm eleven years old. I've always lived with my dad. He's the only person I've got. He loves me and I love him too. But soon our lives changed. Mine especially.

It was a sunny day in Blueville, a rural small town not far away from Tennessee. The kind of place where everyone knew everyone. My dad was one of the most popular and well-liked people of Blueville. He owned vast land and a big ranch.

I always loved working with him. I loved the farm life. I knew how to ride horses, milk cows, make butter, plant seeds and harvest crops. I was well loved by all my dad's employees and well known too by the people of the town. I was the little boy who always gave a helping hand.

Jodie Hart was forced into poverty when her Dad mysteriously disappeared. She was left to fend for her mom and her little sister. Jodie has taken a new identity as Jordan Hart, for the past couple of months working as a bartender in one the city's hottest bars.

What she didn't know was the owner of the club was suspicious when a couple of crates of top shelves liquor went missing on her shift. What started out as a job to feed her family and put a roof over their heads, had turned out to be a complicated mess when she was faced with a man who's connected to ruthless men.

Will Jodie be able to defend herself and keep her family out of trouble?
Will the club owner forgive her lies and find out about her true identity?

In a kingdom where magic is forbidden and power is seized through fear, the name Shadowborn was meant to be erased from history.
Kratos has spent his life surviving: abandoned, hunted by questions, and haunted by a past he cannot remember. But when whispers of rebellion ignite across Calanthor and a ruthless ruler tightens his grip on the throne, fate begins to stir in his veins.
A power long buried awakens.

Marked by shadows and bound to a bloodline thought extinct, Kratos is thrust into a war he never chose—one that will decide the fate of kingdoms and uncover the truth about who he really is.
But power comes at a cost.

As enemies close in and allies become uncertain, Kratos must decide:
will he rise as the sacrificial heir that destiny demands or become the darkness the world fears?
Because some legacies are not inherited.
They are unleashed.

In the empire of Auradyn, fire is forbidden.

For centuries, the High Inquisition has hunted the last traces of dragon magic, draining their hearts to fuel a world built on blood and steel. No one remembers the old bond between dragons and humans until a thief named Lyra Vance sets the sky on fire.

Born with the mark of flame in her veins, Lyra has spent her life hiding from the empire’s gaze. But when a dying dragon’s soul fuses with hers, she becomes something new something dangerous. Hunted by the ruthless Inquisitor Kael Thorne, haunted by the voice of the dragon spirit bound inside her, Lyra is thrust into a war she never asked for and can no longer escape.

As rebellion sparks across the empire, Lyra must master the fire she fears before it consumes her. To free the last dragons, she’ll have to face the truth about who she is and what she’s willing to burn to set the world free.

A story of fire and fury, sacrifice and rebirth, The Last Ember is a blazing tale of destiny, love, and the cost of becoming legend.

“This contains herbs commonly used by witches to tamper with bonds—to forge or conceal them.”

“Lies!” my voice cracked. “It’s just an aphrodisiac! Luna Lisa gave it to me!”

The crowd roared with laughter, the sound cruel and mocking.

Liam’s gaze bore into me, his disappointment cutting deeper than any blade. “So now you’re blaming the Mother Luna?”

I shook my head frantically, tears streaming down my face. “No! She gave them to help me. Please, call her. She’ll explain!”

“Enough!” Liam’s voice boomed, silencing the room.

“I almost made the mistake of crowning someone as ungrateful and spiteful as you my Luna.”

I watched as he moved closer to the girl, the imposter, his attitude becoming gentler as he assisted her in standing up.

“I apologize for all that you’ve suffered,” he said, his tone soothing. "I promise, I will get revenge for you."

She nodded, tears streaming down her face. “Start by rejecting her,” she said, her voice trembling but resolute. "Comsider it done."

"Please, Liam, don't do this." I pleaded as he turned back to me, his expression hardening once more.

“I, Alpha Liam, Alpha of the Lycan pack, reject you, Nina Hawthorne, as my mate and Luna.”

Agony pierced me, burning and relentless. I fell to my knees, holding my chest as tears shook my body.

Liam didn’t look at me as he placed a crown on the imposter, finishing it with a kiss.

The sight burned into me, each second carving a deeper wound in my soul.

As the crowd cheered, I made a vow, silent and cold.

I will make her pay.

On the eve of his wedding, General Landon Hayes receives a call he will never forget.
Hours later, his closest friend is found dead inside a locked room.
His eyes have been carved out.
His final expression is frozen in terror.
There are no signs of forced entry, no fingerprints, no witnesses, and no explanation for how the killer entered or escaped.
Only two clues remain behind.
The first is that Landon was the last person his friend contacted before he died.
The second is a strange symbol carved into the wall—a symbol that belongs to the feared Varyn bloodline, a family long believed to be buried by history.
Refusing to accept the official story of suicide, Landon abandons the battlefield and returns home to uncover the truth. What begins as an investigation soon reveals a web of lies, betrayal, hidden identities, and secrets powerful enough to shake the nation's most influential families.
As more bodies appear and old enemies emerge from the shadows, Landon realizes that his friend's death was only the beginning.
Someone is hunting for something.
Someone is erasing the truth.
And the deeper he digs, the more impossible the mystery becomes.
Because every clue points toward a terrifying possibility:
The monster responsible may not be a stranger.
It may be someone who shares his blood.
To expose the truth, Landon must fight a war unlike any he has ever faced—a war without armies, without rank, and without knowing whether the enemy he seeks is wearing his own face.

He’s a mercenary.
She’s an innocent young woman.
He seeks only revenge.
She longs for love.
He’s a protector.
She will need to be protected.

Beneath the circus lights, nothing is as it seems.
At Crow Circus, the show hides a stage of betrayal, vengeance, and dark secrets.

Jack Crow was once a young dreamer, destined to inherit his father’s legacy—the command of the circus. But a cruel betrayal changed his fate forever. Betrayed by those he called friends, Jack was thrown from a moving train and left for dead. No one expected him to survive. But he did, and what returned was no longer the same man. Disfigured and consumed by pain, he became something far more dangerous.

Ten years later, the masked clown returns to the circus. But he’s not there to entertain. He is cold, ruthless, and has spent a decade planning every detail of his revenge. One by one, the traitors will pay.

However, even Jack wasn't prepared for Selly. The aerial ballerina, with a pure soul and mesmerizing beauty, awakens something in him he thought was lost—his humanity.
Selly, a girl marked by a tragic past and silenced by childhood trauma, is the light breaking through Jack’s darkness. But what they share runs deeper than attraction. Their fates are bound by a web of secrets that trace back to the night everything changed.

With Christmas approaching and the spotlight shining on Crow Circus, Jack prepares his grand return: an unforgettable performance of justice, revenge, and devastating revelations.

Get ready for the final act, where love and vengeance collide. And under the big top, there will be no escape for the traitors.

He calls me Sage, a blank canvas he reshapes to fit his whims. My Alpha, Kieran—the King of the North—blindfolds me each night, his whispers soft against my ear as he breathes my name.

Yet his intense stare cuts right through me, fixated on the distant moonlight he craves but can never touch. The irony stings—he looks at another through my eyes, just as I scour him for echoes of my fiancé, lost to me ten years ago. We serve as flawless stand-ins for each other, offering warmth in this prison of hate and longing, even as we tear at one another's wounds.

When the harsh truth strips away our last veil of illusion, how will this deceitful game we've played finally unravel? "You are not my Alpha," I whisper, "you are just my moon." But when that moonlight dims, can our shattered spirits still navigate the infinite shadows to find home?

Medici and her two vampire lovers.

"Guys, this is Isabella" Sarah introduced me,

"Okay guys so Isabella is apparently a first year, and from a random orphanage and didn't even know that her Dom is a king" Sarah laughed to me.

"You're with Edward? I couldn't handle him" Payton said.

"Handle him?" I asked, the girls all giggled.

"I didn't even make it past his manners phase" Sarah told me.

"Edward shares the throne of England and Russian territory with his father" Veronica explained to me,

"Wait what, England and Russia? What do you mean, England has a queen?" I told them,

"Not the human queen silly, the Vampi-" Payton was cut off by Edward strictly calling my name.

I turned around, terrified,

"Isabella, come here" he called to me, and beckoned for me to come to him. I walked over to him shyly, feeling the glare of jealously on the back of my neck.

"Yes sir?" I asked him when I approached, he sat in between other doms.

"Sit here darling" he told me and motioned to his lap. My cheeks were bright red,

"On-on your lap Edward?" I asked him.

"How DARE you address him by his name-" another dominant said to me, Edward help up his hand to silence him.

"Sweetheart, I know you're still new to this, but you will address me as 'sir' or 'master' here. Now sit on my lap" he told me. I sat on his lap.

Edward whispered something to Eros,

"Punish the girls for the gossip" he said calmly.

"Girls" Eros said harshly, they all looked over

"You all are being punished together for talking about things that are not yours to tell" Edward said calmly. They all look mortified.

"Go wait in the red room, I'll be watching your punishment with my sub" he said calmly.

Arkhaios is a very secret society. Isabella, however, as a human girl was invited. No one knows that Isabella is a pureblood royal child.
"Why would a royal child be orphaned?" someone would asked. Purebloods were rare, powerful, and honored. Royal families rarely concieved.
Because she's a Medici.
The Medici's, the thirteenth royal family. Previously the most powerful royal vampire family, until the twelve Royal famlies voted to have their line ended for war crimes.

Isabella is orphaned at birth. She gains admission into prestigious academy outside of London. When she attends the academy, she meets Edward.
Edward is commissioned by his father and the headmaster to mentor and protect her. While Edward is annoyed with the task, he falls in love with her. Isabella learns that she is not an orphan, but in fact a very powerful, yet-to-shift vampire. Attacks begin on her life.
Damien, Edward's half brother was hired by Edward to protect her full-time at the Academy. Isabella and Damien fall in love.
The three are told their relationship is untraditional and forced to keep it a secret...
It won't be a secret as you guess.

What exactly does it mean to be his bride?


Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride.

No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past.

Was he turning them into slaves?

Feeding them to his dragon?

Or was he... feeding on them?

That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human.

Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart.

What was he using them for?!

But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be.

Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen.

Why?

Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it?

Raiden loomed over her, the entire muscular height of him swallowing her up in his aura.

Desperately, Natalia covered herself.

“Why do you cover up?” he questioned, his tone filled with true curiosity and slight mockery. “Have I not already seen all of you?”

“Yes…” She forced a casual smile to curve her lips. “But we were both drunk, weren’t we?”

“Show me.” Suddenly, he reached for her hands and slowly lowered them from her chest, exposing her to his eyes.

Her breath caught. “Show… show you what?”

“Put my hands on your body and show me how I touched you that night.”


Princess Natalia of the Vampire Viking kingdom of Gadon hadn’t grown up as a soft spoken little lady. Bows, arrows, shields and swords were her toys, the forests and dark woods her playground. That’s why, when her father tries to marry her off, Natalia decides to take matters into her own hands. She decides to free herself by tricking their King into marrying her, even if it means becoming Queen in a Werewolf Kingdom where she would be hated.

"State your business so I can leave soon."

"Really? Is that how you greet the person you haven't seen in a while?"

The moon princess crossed her arms against her chest. "I don't bother to greet that person at all. Consider yourself lucky."

"Didn't know the moon princess could contain that much spite."

"What can I say?" She lowered herself onto the ground. Now their height difference was much more apparent. "You... inspire me."

"Inspire you?"

"Yes," She smiled sweetly.


There's two things that strikes Talia as she starts reading the book of her past—Lukas was a reckless son of Helios, Ajaxson was the son of Ajax who's head over heels in love with her while she was a moon princess desired by both of them. To add a Greek Goddess Hera made it impossible for her to stay happy with Lukas. It was just not written in the stars.

"I won't marry you, it's just an accident."
I buried my face in my hands, trying to block out the sight of the Alpha's strong, naked body next to me. He had just proposed, but I didn't even know his name. What the hell had I done last night after getting drunk?
"Accident? You are my mate. Didn't you feel that?" He gripped my hand tightly, his eyes burning with danger.
"No, that's impossible..." I exclaimed in panic.
Because I was a wolfless Omega.


Harper Laurier was one of the daughters of the Slivergray Pack Alpha, but not the real one. As a wolfless Omega, she was nearly isolated and bullied by the entire pack. Heartbroken and battered, she decided to leave the pack and find a way to awaken her wolf. But an accident brought this ordinary 18-year-old girl's life into contact with the first prince of the Werewolf Kingdom.
The dangerous and charming prince claimed to be her mate and asked for her hand in marriage, but Harper didn't feel it at all.
Should she promise him? Or should she live a life uncontrolled by anyone?

As the first heir to the Alpha King, countless assassination attempts left Wyatt Elliot cold and paranoid. He decided to trust no one, and nothing could stop him from ascending to the throne.
However, a girl suddenly entered his life and opened his long-frozen heart. Her fatal attraction told him she was his mate. He couldn't wait to make her his own, but she was unaware of the mate bond and even tried to run away from him.
How would Wyatt treat the first girl to reject him?
Should he forcefully possess her or gently win her trust and heart?

"You belong to the Demon Kings. They are coming for you. You can't be with any man other than both of them Sabrina!"


Sabrina earliest memories of her childhood since she was four, was seeing her mother perform various rituals whilst she sat in a circle and watched like a loyal dog. Countless number of times her mother would remind her of her fate which was to be the predistened queen of Ashrea.

Twenty years later, Sabrina thinks she has the perfect life sort out for her--a well paying job, a fiancè and a bright future in the press industry where she worked.
Her mother's words were forgotten and seen as insane rambling.
Well not until the day two god like men showed up out of the blue claiming to be her mates and they were fully going to claim what was rightfully theirs-----their demon bride.

A king bound by ambition, a girl scarred by fate, and a matebond powerful enough to bring a kingdom to its knees.
Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her... body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom’s most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn’t know… and a bond she doesn’t understand.
Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he’s spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her… but he does. Hard and fast. And he’ll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again.
What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real.
But healing is never linear.
And love? Love is a war.
With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again. Because falling in love is one thing.
Surviving it? That’s a war of its own.
Narine must decide, Can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she’s ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul?
Their love is fated.
But fate never promised it would be kind.

For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.

FELDA:
I didn’t do it. I didn’t kill his mate. I didn’t kill his pup. I never wished for his life to burn to ash. But he didn’t believe me... he never even tried. I knew the moment he would see me again, there’d be no mercy. So I ran for twelve years, I ran until my legs burned and my lungs screamed, and even then I didn’t stop.

He became my nightmare. The air I breathed tasted of fear, yet I kept moving, praying, hoping, begging fate to keep him far from me. Because if he found me, that would be the end for me.

He would destroy me.

DAZE:
She did it. She killed my mate. She took my pup. She shattered everything I had and vanished into the shadows like a ghost. For twelve years, I hunted her. Twelve long years of following dead trails, chasing whispers, losing myself in the madness of not finding her. She was too good at hiding… too good at making me feel like I was losing my mind.

But one thing burns in my heart every day. I will find her and when I do… I will ruin her exactly the way she ruined me.

She’s mine to destroy.


This story is a spin-off from my previous book, “Bound to the Alpha King's Brother.”

It can be read as a standalone but it's advisable to start from the first book to dive deep into the fire, tension, and complicated past between Felda and Daze.

Their journey began long before this story did, it was… messy, wild, and impossible to forget.

And now?
It's darker and hotter.

Welcome to the storm.

"I, Raven Roman, reject you, Alpha King Xander Black, as my mate." I said my voice firm despite the pain in my heart but he only threw his head back and let out a dark, menacing laugh.
"You? Reject me? I refuse your rejection, you can't escape me mate," he spat his voice filled with hatred. "Because I am going to make you regret that you were born, you will beg for death but you won't find it. This is my promise to you."
Raven Roman is the most hated wolf in her pack, condemned for a crime her family committed against the Royal Family. Bullied, humiliated, and treated as a curse, she has survived every wound fate has dealt her until it delivers the cruelest twist of all.
Her fated mate is none other than Alpha King Xander Black, the ruthless ruler whose family her own once betrayed. The man who wants her destroyed. When she tries to reject him, he refuses, vowing to make her life a living nightmare.
But nothing is as simple as hatred.
There are truths buried beneath their shared past—secrets, lies, and a dangerous pull neither can deny. A bond that refuses to break. And as their worlds collide, Raven begins to uncover the darkness that has shaped both of their destinies.
Betrayal. Power. An enemy lurking in the shadows. Will Xander and Raven overcome the sins of their bloodlines and stand together against the forces threatening their world? Or will their hatred consume them long before the truth can set them free?

Six wives have died trying to break his curse. Now the kingdom demands an heir and his enemies are waiting for him to fall.

King Alaric, called the Alaric the Avenger, has lost all hope. Rebellion is rising and an old prophecy threatens his rule. Tired and broken, he leaves his crown behind for one reckless night. He never expects to meet Freya, a strong hybrid warrior who makes him question fate itself.

One night. One hidden bond. A connection that should never exist.

When Freya is betrayed by her own family and handed over to Alaric as a prisoner, both are forced to face a truth they are not ready for. Freya hates Alaric for destroying her world. Alaric fears that if Freya dies, his curse may still be alive. Yet the pull between them is powerful and dangerous.

As lies spread through the royal court, enemies move closer and war breaks out across the land. Freya becomes the key to everything: Alaric’s hope, his ruin and the future of two kingdoms at war. But love built on secrets has a price and betrayal hurts most when it comes from those closest to the throne.

In a world ruled by prophecy, power and blood, will love finally break the curse or destroy them both?

"Heartbeat, we finally meet." His slender fingers caressed my jaw slowly.

His golden pupils held me in place.

His voice was a trap I couldn't escape.

Right then and there, I knew I was finished.


After the Earth was destroyed, the rest of humanity gathered on spaceship to drift. Finally, they found their optimal destination, Starn planet.

Edna Diaz was among the first few that was mandated to check the planet out.

She was abducted before she could do her job and her alien captors presented her to their King as a tribute.

After coming face to face with the Alien King's wild eyes, her struggle to leave stopped.

Something about his familiar golden eyes reeled her in and she didn't know how to get out.

"Hey! Who do you think you--oh!" The man dragging her had stopped moving, which caused Serene to crash against his back. Or as her fingers pronounced it, chest.

As she looked up into his face, she met blue eyes shining through a gold colored mask with red linings. There was no amusement in his eyes nor were there any signs of a positive emotion.

As he stared back she couldn't help but wonder, 'we've met before, haven't we?'

Her eyes widen as his frown turned into a cheeky grin that Serene only saw at school.

"Who am I? I'm your new Daddy."
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Serene had a vicious stepmother and stepsister just like Cinderella and met her prince at a midnight dance. But the difference was he was a vampire prince, and she was not his original chosen mate. He approached Serene by mistake.

Two years later, Serene secretly became a maid in the palace, wanted to investigate her family’s death and took revenge. The arrogant vampire prince Leo would be her first aim. But the murderer turned out to be the person by her aside. It was her stepmother! Will Cinderella Serene and Prince Leo defeat evil and happily live together just like in a fairy tale?

He died 49 times to earn one free life.
Now the man who cannot be killed is coming for the gods who played with his soul.
Six hidden labs. Six immortal brothers still in chains.
One war that will leave continents scarred and kings in ashes.
There are no more respawns.
Only revenge.

When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories. At the time, I never gave them much thought. Thinking they were just that. Growing up I soon realized that they weren’t lofty fantasies and fairy tales, but memories of her past. Memories of our ancestors before our world turned to shit. You see, what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story becomes, there is always a sliver of truth. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact.
She would tell me stories of the Chosen One—the one who would save us all. I used to believe that what she said was true. That eventually, someone would be born, just as the Oracle predicted. Someone who'd save our souls and bind us back to our magic. Once I grew up and saw the world, I no longer believed in salvation. The chosen one seemed to be more of a prayer than reality. Some dream we wanted desperately to come true. Something for which we all prayed and prayed. Something in which we needed to find hope when there wasn’t any left.
When our ancestors turned their backs on us, how were we expected to believe in this so-called salvation? Especially when all we witnessed was death and carnage ever since the great war. Nothing except pain and poverty. I used to believe the stories, and used to pray for the mysterious chosen one that would rid our world of its evil. Now, I see it for what it really is: just a dream of hope. Some out of reach fairy-tale. A story to create hope. Hope is dangerous; it makes you believe things will get better. I stopped hanging on to hope when I witnessed firsthand that it caused nothing but heartache.

Erina's world came crumbling down when her sister betrayed her, and she's sent to a place created by nightmares.

When she arrives, she's told that she's married to one of the most ruthless King's in the land, and when he looks at her, she can feel his hate.

The two are forced together in an alliance to save Wonderland and return Erina home and out of his world.

But once the dust settles, does she still want to leave?

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"Erina." Her name slipped from his lips before he bent and took her mouth with his.
His inner beast wanted him to rage and pound into her, but he held it back, tormenting himself with slow, tantalizing strokes.
He licked his thumb, reached between them and slid it across her hardened nub. The scream she gave echoed off the walls of his home, and he could no longer hold back.
He slammed into her, knowing that as she came, she stole his heart with each whimper she gave.

Valine is odd in every way of being an average werewolf but her oddness causes her to flee from her pack in order to save herself. A lady intervened to save her, only to drag her into yet another pit from which she is now unable to escape since she had to defend someone until her due was paid.
She was determined to do her final task to finally be free, and she knew it in every fiber of her being. However, her world fell apart the instant she lay eyes on the strongest man in the werewolf community—a pureblood lycanthrope—causing her legs to flee to safety.
Dimitri—the Alpha King, the name itself was enough to bring fear to anyone. He was the highest and strongest person in the Werewolf community—the leader of all alphas. He was a living beast and also known for keeping mistresses.
Weak werewolves are what he despises the most and finding that his mate was one, leads him to give his destined mate a title of a mistress instead of a Luna.
...
She was weak.
He was strong.
She is strong-willed to escape.
He is adamant to keep her.
She wanted to be loved.
He doesn't believe in love.
Everyone wanted her,
Everyone fears him.
She belongs to him but he doesn't belong to her.

Chosen as one of the Alpha's breeders. Freya is treated unfairly by both the Alpha and her fellow breeders.

She's accused of committing different crimes and does not go unpunished.

She spends a night with the Alpha and he does not seem to want to let her go after that night. This leaves her vulnerable to a lot of enemies who would stop at nothing to make her utterly miserable.

How would Freya scale through and prove herself worthy of being a Luna?

What happens when a deep dark secret is discovered?

Sophia Patel has endured rejection, heartbreak, and betrayal, but nothing could prepare her for the storm that awaits. Marked by the Moon Goddess, she finds herself connected to four potential mates: Lucas Brookes, her long-lost lover; Gabriel Sanchez, a loyal warrior; Caleb Logan, a noble rival willing to sacrifice everything; and Logan Price, a scheming adversary with dangerous ambitions.

As Sophia struggles to untangle her feelings and accept her newfound power, a dark prophecy threatens to upend her life. One of her mates is cursed to become a bloodthirsty beast, and another must make the ultimate sacrifice. With tensions rising and an inevitable war on the horizon, Sophia must decide who to trust, who to love, and who to let go.

The tenth blood moon brings the moment of truth. Sophia must choose her fated mate while wielding the power of the moonstone to save her pack from destruction. Her decision will shape not only her destiny but the future of the werewolf realm.

Will she embrace her fate, or will love, betrayal, and war tear her apart?

Sara, a wolf-less werewolf, was rejected by her mate, Zayne, who was the alpha of the Red Moon pack. After being heartbroken, she ran into the woods where she was attacked by rogue wolves.
Unexpectedly, Killian, the alpha of the powerful Blue Moon pack, saved her from the attack and took her to his pack. He claimed that she's his mate, and Sara started a new life with him.
However, things took an unexpected turn when Sara discovered that she is the last hybrid in a cruel land that despised hybrids. She decided to leave the pack and ran away, unaware that she's carrying Killian's child.
What would Killian do when he realized that he had fallen in love with Sara and wanted to find her?
What would happen when Sara's former mate, Zayne, discovered her true identity and a prophecy that binds them together?
What would be Sara's fate when her identity as a hybrid was revealed?
Would Killian choose to stay with her despite the numerous oppositions from his clan members warning him about Sarah as a hybrid?

"I was the girl they threw to the wolves. I returned as the Queen who leads them."
One minute, Emma Belle was a nameless Omega, broken and rejected by her fated mate, Caleb. Publicly humiliated and hunted, she was left for dead. But her death sentence became her awakening.
Fleeing into the Forbidden Forest, Emma is rescued by four of the most dangerous Alphas in the world: Damon, Nathaniel, Vincent, and the rebellious, golden-eyed Félix. They don't see weakness; they see a legend.
"You can walk back down that mountain and die as an Omega," the fire-king Damon warns, "or you can walk through these gates and make them all bleed."
The Omega died in the forest.
The White Queen was born.
Emma is the last of the White Queen lineage, a power suppressed by years of betrayal. Now, as the Council of Alphas declares war and the children of her former pack are taken as bait, she must master her dormant kinetic powers.
Tied to four kings, but with her heart drawn to the one who saw her first, Emma must navigate the fire of Damon's obsession and the sweet, wild heat of Félix's love. Will she be the sacrifice the world demands, or the Queen who burns the hierarchy to ashes?
One Rejection. Four Kings. A War for the Crown has begun.

When her mate rode on another she-wolf and planned to send her away as a sacrificial gift, the betrayal cut deep and Aria felt the weight of the pain crushing her soul.The thought of being rejected once again was almost too much for Aria to bear. Aria begged for mercy from her new owner, the king of the werewolves, hoping that he would see beyond her weakness and offer her the protection she so desperately craved. But the question remained: would she receive the mercy she sought, or would she be cast aside like a mere object?

"I, Thorne Ashford, Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack, reject you, Sera Blackwood, as my fated mate."
In front of the entire pack, Sera's mate rejects her without hesitation, throwing her away for a political marriage.
Humiliated. Heartbroken. Cast out like she never mattered.
With nowhere else to go, Sera runs to the one place every pack wolf fears most.
Rogue territory.
And that's where the Rogue King finds her.
Kade is ruthless, powerful, and feared by every Alpha alive. He should have killed her the moment she crossed into his land.
Instead, he discovers the truth no one else ever knew.
Sera Blackwood isn't a weak Omega.
She carries Silver Blood, the rarest and most powerful wolf bloodline in existence. A bloodline the Council has secretly hunted for centuries.
Now everything is changing.
The Alpha who rejected her suddenly wants her back. His wolf is losing control without his mate and he'll tear apart the werewolf world to reclaim her.
But the broken girl he rejected is gone.
Under the Rogue King's protection, Sera is awakening into something far more dangerous.
Now Sera must choose.
The Alpha who shattered her heart or the Rogue King who is teaching her how powerful she truly is.
Because when a Silver Blood awakens, war is inevitable.
And this time, Sera won't be the one who runs.

Seraphine Vale was forced into a political marriage with the one monster she has spent her whole life training to kill... the ruthless Lycan King who slaughtered her family. Aric Draven is everything she hates… and the one man she must get close enough to destroy.

To the world she is the quiet and obedient human bride but beneath her calm exterior lies a scarred girl fueled by vengeance and a deadly secret she must guard with her life…

"I spent ten years loving him, and three years as his 'perfect' wife. My reward? Watching him crave his own sister-in-law in the shadows of our home."
For three years, Aurora was the invisible Luna of the Silvercrest Pack. She endured a sexless marriage and her husband Adrian's coldness, only to discover the sickening truth: Adrian had married her to appease his family while his heart and his filthiest desires belonged to Morgana, his late brother's widow. Aurora hands him the divorce papers, resolutely ending this loveless marriage, and walks away without looking back.
The moment Adrian realized Aurora was truly gone, he fell to his knees, his eyes bloodshot with raw agony as he clung to her hem, pleading in a broken voice: "Aurora, I was wrong. I was a fool. Please... just look at me one more time."
Suddenly, Alaric, the Alpha King, wrapped a possessive arm around her waist, his voice cold and dominant: "You're mistaken, Adrian. She isn't yours to beg for anymore. She is my Mate."

"Where do you think you can escape?"

His fist tangled in my hair, yanking me to my knees before him. The pain was sharp, absolute, a brutal reminder of who was in control. His voice was a low growl, command.

"Beg for my cock, and I might consider letting you go."

Three years ago, I wore the engagement ring of Mafia boss Marco Salvatore.
Now, I wear his chains.

He calls this revenge for my betrayal. He wants to break me, shatter me, make me pay for the past. But with every cruel touch and hateful whisper, the ghost of the man I once loved wars with the monster he's become.

In this twisted game of vengeance, the line between hate and obsession is dangerously thin. And I'm starting to fear that the only thing he wants more than my surrender... is my soul.