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DYLAN GREY, the richest billioniaire in the city, bought CELESTE KNIGHT for one night, wihout knowing who she really was!

A ONE NIGHTSTAND GONE WRONG!

EVERY PERSON HAS A STORY OF THEIR OWN!
READ TO FIND CELESTE'S STORY.

On my wedding night, I discovered the man in my bed wasn't my husband.
It was his twin brother—the one the family had exiled.
In my previous life, I exposed them in a rage.
My cheating husband came back, smashed my head open, and threw me into the ocean to be fed to the sharks.
But this time, reborn with a second chance, I cupped the face of the man in front of me—the face identical to my husband's—and slowly untied my wedding dress.
"Since he personally delivered you to my bed, then from now on... you're the husband."
This time, I'm going to raise up the loyal stand-in, and take everything from that bastard.

"You were meant to be my death. Instead, you've become my damnation."
Aria Thornwell has spent three years as a healer in her town, attempting to forget the night her former fiancé publically humiliated her by selecting her affluent stepsister instead—taking Aria's family fortune with him. Now, she lives quietly, utilizing her skill to aid the underprivileged while her stepfamily flaunts their stolen fortune.

But on the winter solstice, everything changes. She's chosen as the ceremonial bride for the vampires' holy Winter Feast—a "honor" that guarantees death at daybreak following the Christmas Eve rite. Dragged to the Crimson Vale with five other human tributes, Aria is prepared to meet her fate with dignity.

Until she meets him.

Lord Sebastian Thorne, the ancient vampire who has presided over the Winter Feast for eight centuries, is meant to drain her at dawn following the binding ritual. It's tradition. It's law. It's survival—the ceremonial blood maintains the vampire realm for another year.

But as Sebastian's lips brush her throat in the ceremonial hall, something unbelievable happens. Her blood doesn't simply sustain him—it wakes something in him that's been dead for generations. And in a move that shocks the whole vampire court, he refuses to complete the rite.
"This one is mine," he proclaims, his old strength sweeping the hall. "Anyone who touches her answers to me."

Trapped in the Obsidian Palace as Sebastian's "protected bride," Aria discovers three frightening truths: Sebastian isn't protecting her out of mercy—he's dying from an ancient curse, and her blood is the only thing keeping him alive past Christmas; the vampire court will do anything to kill her and reinstate the ritual; and her "ordinary" healer's gift is actually a rare and dangerous power that vampire nobility has been hunting for generations.

A love story where pride makes it hard to listen, and prejudice harder to acknowledge feelings. A young college student (Rose) who seeks nothing but perfection, tries to avoid the pain we taste once in love, acting like she has philophobia. She meets a guy (Sam) who'll come into her life like a thunder, surprisingly but doesn't leave as easy nor as quickly, instead her world flips upside down, making her question everything she once stood for.

In ordinary teenage life, Chris, a 16-year-old, encounters Abbey, a new girl who brings change and potential. However, Josh, a charismatic peer, lures Chris towards a treacherous path. As temptation looms, Chris strives to gather the 'Fallen' to combat corruption. They embark on a journey through realms, solving puzzles, and seeking to free an imprisoned fallen angel. Betrayals test their resolve, yet a resilient reunion reignites their unity, even in hell. Unveiling connections to ancient fallen angels, they confront God to save humanity's existence. This epic saga explores bonds, cosmic trials, and the eternal clash of light and darkness, revealing the strength of unity and the enduring human spirit.

When the apocalypse struck, my brother Leo didn't hesitate to choose the offshore sanctuary.
In our past life, faced with a choice between a powerful inland warlord commanding a massive army and a leader clinging to a solitary island, Leo snatched up the first option.
But when a zombie horde overran the mainland and defenses collapsed, he fled to my island for refuge.
Jealous of how well I was surviving the end of the world, he and our parents knocked me unconscious in the dead of night and threw me into the ocean to drown.
Now that I've been reborn, Leo immediately took our parents to the maritime base, leaving the "dangerous" mainland to me.
He thinks the ocean is a natural barrier that guarantees his safety, that he can sit back and relax while the world burns.
But there's one thing he doesn't know.
Zombies aren't just static, mindless walking dead—they evolve.
And when they do, that offshore sanctuary will become a floating hell with no way out.

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.

Top designer Emma Carter catches her boyfriend cheating with her best friend.
In the fallout, she marries the legendary business tycoon Liam Hayes, a man rumoured to avoid women entirely.
As he loosens his tie and walks toward her, her pulse stutters.

Where is his vow of abstinence? *
All I see is a hungry beast that’s just been awakened. *

At 18, Iris Hawthorne’s world shattered the moment a man in military boots kicked down her door. Donovan Sharpe, the ruthless and legendary arms dealer, dragged her into his dark, dangerous realm as if she were a helpless kitten.Wild, feral, and dangerously possessive, he growled his claim:“Iris, you will only ever smell like me. So much as one person lays a finger on you, and they won’t live to see the sunrise.” He burned every bridge behind her, yet lavished her with all his gentleness: “Iris, even if the sky falls, I will put your happiness first.” Then came the day she ran. To save her, Donovan charged alone into a hail of bullets. Amid the rubble, bloody and broken, Iris nuzzled his blood-stained chest and whispered softly: “Donovan… come any later, and I’m done with you.”

No wolf. No pack. No problem.
Scarlet has two blades, a dying guardian, and exactly three days to convince the most powerful pack in the territory to help her. She doesn't plan on staying. She doesn't plan on the bond. She definitely doesn't plan on four alpha brothers — Liam, Ryan, Davis, and Henry — deciding that the wolfless girl who walked through their gate covered in blood is the only mate they'll ever want.
But something in her blood is waking up. Something old. Something that has been waiting longer than she's been alive.
The boundary between the living world and the Underworld is fraying. Scarlet is the only one who can fix it — Moon Lineage healer, Underworld Queen, and the last person who ever expected to be either. With four alphas at her back and a daughter who inherited her stubbornness, she's about to find out what she was always meant to be.
Scarlet's Claim is a reverse harem paranormal romance about a woman who survived everything and then chose something worth fighting for.

When the deputy police chief is found dead in Innsmouth Harbor—naked, bearing a strange symbol, and arranged like a ritual sacrifice—Detective [Name] sees only a staged deception.
The victim’s wife seems too perfect, and his mistress is too eager to confess. Buried records reveal seven ignored distress calls.
Then, the autopsy reveals that the symbol was carved by two people.
Now, the wife’s gentle mask shatters.
The tide pulls back to reveal what’s been hidden all along.

With her terminal diagnosis, Maya fled to Urvik in the north. She didn’t want treatment; she just wanted to find a quiet place to spend her final days.
Then she met Erik. This taciturn man always had burning-hot palms. He fed her wild berries, took her running, and taught her to row. Strangely, her pain faded away, even her painkillers gathered dust.
The days were calm until the night of the full moon when Erik stood in the moonlight, naked, with a lingering silver-gray sheen visible on his shoulder blades.
Maya saw him and ran.
If he was a wolf, then what were all the miracles she had dared not to question over the past two months?
Was their fate redemption or another kind of abyss?

For five years, Aurora Campbell lived as Dylan Ramirez’s hidden lover—quiet, loyal, and invisible. She loved him in secret, clinging to hope that he would see her one day. Instead, she received a Relationship Termination Agreement.
She walked away with nothing, refusing his money and his mansion. She was ready to start over... until the night she announced her engagement to another man.
That cold, ruthless billionaire snapped.
He pinned her against the wall, voice raw and unhinged. “Who gave you permission to marry someone else?”
She looked up at his nearly uncontrollable rage and smiled faintly. “What’s the point, Mr. Ramirez?”
But Dylan’s madness had only just begun. He would burn the world to get her back—only to discover the devastating truth she’d hidden all along. She was never just a substitute. And her time was already running out.
A heart-wrenching billionaire romance of secret love, cruel betrayal, and explosive regret.

Sing, Muse, of the queen who refused to be the price,
Born in a storm with fire in her fate, she burned the old device.
At seven motherless, at eight she climbed the tower’s height,
She saw the dragon’s smoke and chose a blade, not white.
Her name—Elaina, Visserland’s heir, a flame that would not kneel,
When the lords said “Woman unfit,” she broke their maze with words of steel.
The bishops cursed her for being profane, and she burned their book in the square’s light.
“The rite that lists daughters as tribute—that is the true sin and blight!”

The study at Blackwood Manor was locked from the inside.
Adrian Blackwood lay in his own blood, his chest caved and ribs shattered as if beaten by something inhuman.
Chief Inspector Ver took over and discovered this was not the first death.
Two years before, Adrian's wife Elena "died from a fall due to mental instability."
Is that the truth?
The lawyer died at his desk, blood spattered across the documents.
[She wasn't insane.]
The doctor fell from his carriage, glancing back in terror at an unseen presence.
In the church bell tower, the parish council member hung from a rope.
At night, high heels echoed down the hall.
She is back.

I am engaged to the cold, arrogant CEO of the Rolston empire. But the man currently pinning me to the wall, his eyes flashing with a luminous, inhuman amber? That’s his twin brother.

By day, I play the role of the dowdy, submissive corporate assistant to survive my fake engagement and appease my greedy family. By night, I shed my disguise to become "Dark Rose," the undisputed queen of the underground street racing circuit. My plan was simple: secure my inheritance, break the engagement, and run.

But I made one fatal mistake. I caught the eye of the wrong Rolston.

Neil Rolston is known to the public as the family’s useless, lazy playboy. But beneath that harmless smile lies an actual, literal predator—a feral, bloodthirsty underworld alpha who operates by the laws of the pack. He doesn’t just know my secrets. His heightened senses can smell the adrenaline in my blood. And he is entirely, psychopathically obsessed with me.

Tim demands my corporate obedience. But Neil? Neil will sabotage his brother's empire, crash million-dollar hypercars into my enemies, and stain his hands with blood just to keep me locked in his territory.

Neil Rolston never loses. And he’s decided I am his mate.

She was hired to teach a genius. She didn't expect to tame a monster.
He’s cold, untouchable, and notoriously dangerous. She’s pragmatic, sharp, and the only person who doesn't tremble at his name.
The deal was strictly professional. But between late-night lessons and high-stakes protection, the city’s most feared predator is starting to melt. No one expected the cold-blooded King to become a man who can't let her out of his sight.
The After-Dark Reality:
“Wife...”
“You’re the King of Seattle, Clifton. What are you afraid of?”
“A nightmare. Stay with me.”

During a luxury cruise, Lydia is drugged, blacks out, and wakes in the hands of Ethan, a notorious arms dealer, the most feared name in the UK, and a whispered warning across Europe.

He catches her by the ribbon in her hair and turns her escape into a dead end, yet he never takes her life.

While everyone waits for the moment she breaks, Ethan clasps a bracelet around her wrist, a mark she never manages to remove.

"They say you'll redeem me," he murmurs, voice dangerously low as he tilts her chin up. "But I only want to lock you away forever."

He thinks he's playing a game of conquest. Instead, he's the one who surrenders. Until the day he kneels, blood on his hands, a ring held out like a confession.

"Good girl," he breathes. "Call me 'honey.' Stay with me, forever."

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

Then she opened her mouth and shattered that illusion.

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

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

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

Does she think I am a gigolo? Tyler sneered.

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

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

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

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

Liam Oakes had everything: power, pedigree, and a future bright enough to blind.
For four years, everyone knew Harper Stone was the woman he loved beyond reason. Then one staged betrayal shattered them.
Five years later, he pins her against a wall, hatred burning in his eyes.
“Since you disappeared from my world, do it properly. Don’t let me see you again.”
She answers without hesitation.
“Fine.”
But Liam hates her like a wound that never healed. And still, he loses control for her.
When the truth finally comes out, he traps her at the door, eyes red.
“Spend your life making it up to me. Marry me. I’ll carry your debts.”

Jessica Miller. Five years ago, Ethan Blackwood shattered my world.
He believed the lies, accused me of cheating, and watched me walk out of his life, pregnant with his child. The plane crash that followed made sure he thought I was gone forever.
Now I live under a new name, as Mia Stone, the perfect wife of Alex Stone heart. Together, we built a quiet existence, until fate brings Ethan back. He's richer, colder, and standing across from me at a business meeting.
He doesn't know that I'm the woman he buried.
He doesn't know the little girl calling someone else "Daddy" is his own.
The man who once ruined me is back…
And this time, he's not leaving without the truth.


Ethan Blackwood. Jessica Miller was everything I never knew I needed. And I destroyed her.
I let envy and doubt blind me. I believed the wrong person, pushed Jessica away, and the next time I tried to find her, she was gone. Dead.
For five years I lived with that guilt, building an empire, burying myself in work, trying to forget the woman I loved more than my own soul.
But she's alive. She's standing across from me with a new name, a new life, and the same eyes that once looked at me like I was her world.
She thinks she can keep her secrets. She thinks she can stay hidden.
But I've already lost her once, and I won't make that mistake again.
Even if it means tearing down the life she's built to claim what's mine.

Sparks fly when Allyson, a werewolf-witch hybrid in hiding, is forced to join forces with Aiden Thorne, a dangerous vampire rumored to be as dangerous as he is handsome. A desperate search for her kidnapped father leads them down a shadowy path riddled with cryptic clues and deadly encounters.

Rogues with a bloodthirsty agenda and a vengeful witch with a score to settle against Aiden complicate their mission. As they delve deeper, the lines between hunter and hunted blur, forcing an uneasy alliance. Secrets simmer beneath the surface, and a simmering attraction threatens to combust amidst the danger. Can Allyson trust the vampire or will his dark past consume them both? Will they find the answers they seek, or will their quest end in betrayal? Will they kill each other or will they succumb to the sparks between them?

Adrian Kane entered and the air crackled with a strange energy. It was no longer gelled to appear straight, his curls giving his serious persona a more approachable look. I'd run my hands through those curls once, I thought and bit the inside of my cheek, hating how the memory assaulted me. His signature steely hazel eyes scanned the room, and for a fleeting moment, they locked onto mine.
"Amelia," Adrian said, his voice a low rumble that sent a shiver down my spine. "We've met." A flicker of something crossed his features before settling into a neutral mask.
Leveling him with my most nonchalant stare, I smiled politely, "Yes we have, yesterday in the lobby, Mr. Kane. Can't say it was very pleasant, though."
To my surprise, a hint of a smile played on Adrian's lips. It was a fleeting thing, a ghost of amusement quickly replaced by his usual cool expression. It irritated me. "That's a shame," he drawled, and as if I hadn't just been rude to him, turned back to Mark.
Adrian steepled his fingers, his eyes scanning the room. "One. Who's taking point on this case?"
Mark straightened his tie. "Amelia will be heading this project." He looked at me with a reassuring smile. "You got this, kiddo."
Adrian's lips twitched ever so slightly, a barely-there smile that sent a familiar shiver down my spine. Mark, thankfully, seemed to miss it. "Very well, Mark. I trust you and your team to deliver."
With that, he rose and strode purposefully towards the door, his secretary behind him. As he reached the threshold, he turned back, his gaze resting on me for a moment too long. "Miss Bennett," he said, "I trust you'll do a good job."
One thing was certain: Adrian Kane wasn't going to make being here easy for me.


Amelia thought she'd buried thoughts of Adrian Kane—the high school heartthrob who stole her heart, only to shatter it beyond repair. But fate has other plans when she lands a job at his billion-dollar empire ten years later. Now a guarded CEO, Adrian is nothing like the playful boy she once knew, yet the magnetic pull between them is undeniable—an unspoken connection that neither can ignore. As they work side by side, the flames of their past are reignited. Stolen glances turn into heated encounters, and the forbidden passion they once shared threatens to consume them once again.
But secrets and family drama lurk beneath the surface, threatening to tear them apart once more.
Can Amelia risk falling again and reignite a love lost in the flames of the past, or will she choose revenge? Can Adrian fight for a future with the woman who has always held the key to his heart?

For the love of him, I hid my billions and played the invisible wife for three years. Now? The game is over.
For three years, Elena endured a husband who barely acknowledged her, a mother-in-law who treated her like hired help, and a sister-in-law who sneered that she was nothing but a golddigger. All the while, her husband, Damien, pined after his "perfect" ex, like his own wife didn't exist.
The morning after their third anniversary, her mother-in-law delivered the final blow:
"Damien's right. You're not going anywhere. I don't want you bringing shame to my son, not now that he just closed a major deal. Besides, you're not smart enough or strong enough to survive on your own."
"We'll see," Elena said quietly.
She signed the divorce papers, packed a single bag, and vanished.
Damien was certain she'd come crawling back within a week. But the woman they all dismissed? Turns out Elena is a billionaire heiress, the CEO of the very empire Damien has been desperate to partner with and the one now signing his paychecks.
Oops.
Now Damien is spiraling, realizing too late what he lost. But Elena has choices she never had before. Like her childhood best friend, an NFL star who's been in love with her all along.
So who will it be?
The ex-husband who finally woke up?
The best friend who never left?
Or has Elena finally decided she's done with men who don't deserve her?

"Ava," Alex's voice rumbled across the room, a playful glint in his drunken eyes, "but you're not her, are you? You're someone else."Evie, heart hammering against her ribs, forced a casual smile.

"I don't understand" she stammered, hating the way her voice wobbled, because he was right. He raised an eyebrow, hand reaching out to cup her face. "Some days it really feels like you are and on other days..." Before he could finish, he closed his eyes, falling asleep.

Evie's breath hitched. But how could he know? A cold dread pooled in her stomach."Alex, I—" she began, but the words died on her lips. Evie's carefully constructed world tilted on its axis.

Could he see through the charade? Had her deception finally caught up to her? In From Lies to Love: Deceiving My Sexy Billionaire, Evie must confront the consequences of her deception as love and truth collide in a high-stakes game of hearts.

"What if I told you I don 't care?" Amelia shot back, her tone sharp and unwavering.
Miguel 's lips curved into a sly smile, his eyes gleaming with challenge. "Then I 'd say you 're lying to yourself, Mia. Because no one fights this hard unless they feel something."
Amelia Hart 's quiet, predictable life is upended when her mother marries the wealthy Emilio Sanchez, bringing Amelia face-to-face with her new stepbrother, Miguel Angel Sanchez.
Wanton, arrogant, and infuriatingly charming, Miguel is everything she detests in a person. But sharing a home—and a school—turns Amelia 's disdain into a fiery rivalry, and their clashes soon spark something neither of them can deny.
Torn between her lifelong crush on the handsome, dependable Christian Grammer and the undeniable pull toward Miguel 's dangerous charm, Amelia 's world becomes even more complicated than she imagined.
As secrets are exposed and the pressures of their families, the media, and their own hearts collide, Amelia and Miguel must decide whether to risk it all for a love that feels as impossible as it does inevitable.
In this passionate enemies-to-lovers story, where love and hate blur at every turn, the greatest risk might just be following their hearts.
The Fine Line Between Us is a story of forbidden romance, self-discovery, and the courage to follow your heart.

"What's wrong?" I asked, pulling my silk robe tight.

Theron's voice remained controlled and cold. "You are not the biological daughter of the Reed family, and they've found their real daughter."

My face drained of color. I had planned to explain everything upon his return, but Victoria had beaten me to it.

"What do you intend to do about our marriage?" I forced myself to ask directly.

"Marriage for me is a procedure, regardless of who it's with." With that, he picked up his briefcase and left.

_

Six years ago, Leila's fake heiress identity was exposed. Theron ruthlessly divorced her, and she was framed for attempted murder. Only after the divorce did she discover she was carrying his child. Blacklisted and desperate, she survived in a basement until her real family found her—she was the lost princess of Chicago's powerful Randall Family.

She gave birth to precious twins, but was told her baby boy didn't survive, leaving only her beloved daughter. What she didn't know was that destiny had other plans.

Six years later, a business venture brought her back to San Francisco, where she faced her cold ex-husband—who had a five-year-old son. Even more twisted - he was now her patient, completely at her mercy. Gone was his former arrogance; now he pursued her with desperate intensity. Could she ever forgive the man who destroyed her, or would she make him pay for the hell he put her through?

"Looking for trouble?" His gaze locked onto me, lazy yet sharp.

"Take me home," I breathed, pulse racing.

"Know the risks?" His thumb traced my wrist, sending shivers.

"I want it."

His mouth claimed mine, biting. Fingers shoved under fabric, groping. Rip – fabric gave way.

"Dripping already?" He growled, fingers circling my core. "Eager little thing."

"...Stop—"

"Stop?" He thrust two fingers deep. "Or stop there?"

I cried out. He freed himself, hot steel grinding against bare skin.

_

After three years of cold neglect in her marriage to Idris—who still pined for his ex, Raven—Vera reached her limit. A call from Raven during their first intimate moment was the final straw. Divorce was her only escape.

Seeking solace with a friend, a reckless night led her to Atlas Blackwell, the powerful CEO now leading her company. To silence his family’s demands and forge a new path, they entered a one-year contract marriage.

Now, with the contract expiring, Vera stands at a crossroads. Idris begs for forgiveness, promising change. Yet Atlas, her husband in name only, has proven himself her true anchor.

Two men. One heart. Which future will she choose?

I was Louis’s girlfriend, the fragile burden he always left behind. For years, I waited in the shadows—my health neglected, my heart ignored—while he treated me like an accessory. But the night he abandoned me in a blizzard for someone else, I finally realized the truth: I wasn't his love; I was just his obligation.

Trapped in a freezing RV with a failing heart and no way out, I faced the end alone—until Graham Cox arrived. Louis’s cold, aloof older brother—a man who had always viewed me as an annoying pest—tore through the storm to save me. “If she dies,” he growled at Louis, “don’t bother coming home.”

He didn't just save my life; he pulled me from the wreckage of a toxic relationship. But now, the lines are blurring. Beneath his icy, disciplined military facade, a dangerous obsession has stirred. One night, he pinned me against a door, his eyes burning with a hunger he’d hidden for a decade. “Did you really think,” he rasped, “that I only ever wanted to be your brother?”

Now, Louis is begging for a second chance, but I’ve already moved on. I’ve walked into Graham’s cold, calculated trap, and there is no turning back. In a world of family secrets and forbidden desires, I have to choose: the boy who broke me, or the man who is quietly, obsessively claiming me.

Blake pinned me against the edge of the desk, his fingertips scorching, papers scattering across the floor. "Stop lying to yourself," he murmured coldly, "You need me."

I should have hated him—his father was the prime suspect in my parents' death, yet his touch made me tremble. "I hate you…" I gritted my teeth, but my voice was weak.

He smirked, his grip tightening, "Yet your body is responding to me." His fingers slid deeper, "So wet, and you still say you don’t want me?"

"Ah…Blake…" I arched my back, my sanity crumbling.

He chuckled softly, "Good girl."


After Emma's parents passed away, she was supported by the Reynolds family, particularly Gavin. She gradually fell in love with him. After knowing each other for ten years and being together for five, she accidentally discovered Gavin's ambiguous relationship with Sophia, his late brother's widow, just as she was about to marry him.

Then fate led her to an emotional entanglement with Blake from her partner company, but it also hinted that the car accident that caused her parents' deaths seemed to be related to Blake's father...

The man who healed her wounds might be the son of the man who destroyed her life. Thunder roared as Blake’s key turned: "Emma?" Standing before the evidence, her heart was torn. When love and vengeance collided, what would she choose?

"Those need polishing. Kit's in the bottom drawer."

Heat flooded my face. "Julian, please—"

"That's ‘Alpha’ to you." His voice was cold. "I'm waiting."

I knelt, hands shaking. The office floor was cold through my suit.

"Started believing your own press? Those Forbes interviews made you feel important?" He sipped his drink, watching me work the cloth over his shoes.

I kept my head down.

"Look at me."

I met his eyes.

"This is what you are. Not a CEO. Just a plaything on her knees." He smiled coldly.


Briar Vance was a rising star in pharmaceutical botany—until her father's gambling debts sold her to Julian Sterling, the Alpha heir who collects people like trophies. For a year, she's endured his cruelty in silence.

But when Julian forces her to kneel at his engagement party, something inside her breaks.

She flees to a dive bar, where a silver-eyed stranger makes her an offer: "Let me be your fake boyfriend. I'll make him regret ever touching you."

Briar doesn't know Lucian Kincaid is Julian's half-brother—or that he's been watching her for months, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Their fake relationship becomes dangerously real when Lucian discovers Julian is using Vance Botanicals as a front for illegal Moonborn blood trafficking.

To protect Briar and expose his father Dominic's empire, Lucian risks everything. But when an assassination attempt awakens Briar's dormant Moonborn bloodline, their fated mate bond ignites in a surge of primal instinct—and Julian realizes the woman he tried to break is destined for his greatest enemy.

Now Briar must choose: submit to the Alpha who owns her past, or fight alongside the one who offers her a future. Because in the world of wolf shifters, love isn't a weakness.

It's a declaration of war.

"Ten years of atonement, and you flee?"

His fangs glinted as he gripped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Dragon scales shimmered along his neck, breath scorching my skin.

"Your Majesty... I beg—" He shoved me onto the bed. Silk tore with a sharp rip, cold air rushing over my exposed body.

"Scared?" He smirked, palm sliding down my waist, fingers tracing slow, burning circles. "Yet you shiver... not from cold."

I lunged for the candlestick, but he caught my wrist, pinning it overhead. His knee forced my legs apart.

"When your father gave you to me," his lips brushed my ear, voice a dark rumble, "you were already mine."

On the eve of freedom after ten years of servitude, Lina Valeria stood one night away from reuniting with her betrothed. But Dragon King Augustus condemned her to the Abyss Mines on false charges—a trap forged from obsessive desire.

Augustus Ashenwing, Supreme Sovereign of Skyhold Citadel, is ruthless and feared by all races. His obsession stems from ancient grudges and dragonkind's most dangerous instinct: possessive desire. He demands her submission, binding her to his throne as his consort.

From prisoner to queen, Lina battles him through court intrigue and twisted passion—fighting for her mother, her freedom, her dignity.

Yet this cold-blooded tyrant reserves all tenderness for her alone. He indulges her temper, bends his pride, compromises without limit—anything to see her smile. Gradually, her heart wavers. But loving him means betraying Kain, who waited eleven years. Torn between duty and desire, she drowns in agonizing guilt.

Love and hatred intertwined—a forbidden dragon romance in a realm of oppression.

The slap came without warning, Mom's palm cracking against my cheek. Blood filled my mouth.

"Eighteen years of wasting my time on worthless, un-awakened trash!" she screamed.

Dad's boot connected with my ribs before I could recover. I crumpled to the floor, gasping.

"Get out of Shadowveil Pack," he snarled. "Crawl back to whatever filthy omega family spawned you. We don't need garbage polluting our territory."

I looked desperately at my brother, hoping for mercy. He just stood there, arms crossed, disgust in his eyes. "Don't look at me like that. You're not my real sister. Just some charity case we took in for Vanessa."

Elara spent eighteen years as a living curse vessel for Vanessa, enduring pain and scorn as a wolfless outcast. Cast out and broken, she returns to her birth father's pack only to face new humiliation.

But when ancient Guardian magic awakens within her, Elara discovers a dark conspiracy threatening all werewolf society—a blood magic cult draining powerful bloodlines. As she investigates, she awakens as the legendary Silver Moon Imperial Wolf, a bloodline thought extinct.

In her fight against evil, fate brings her Kaine Thorne, the future Alpha King. Their unexpected bond ignites a love that defies all odds. Together, they must stop an enemy seeking to enslave their world, but victory demands the ultimate sacrifice—Elara's life force to save those who never showed her mercy.

A story of redemption, fated love, and finding the strength to protect a world that cast you aside.

Ailenna Maytha and Marianne Lyon-Maytha are the betrothed sisters of Prince Nickolas of Luavyn — however, the future King can only have one Queen. The three were allowed to live freely until the age at which Nickolas would receive the crown. What their parents didn't expect is that the distance between the three would create unexpected bonds that could compromise the Real game and the interests of many important people.
When Nickolas begins his journey to prepare to take the crown, the three will have to make a difficult choice: reason or heart. How much tension can a relationship endure before bonds break? What kind of love are we looking for when we choose not only the person to say “yes”, but also the future of the entire Kingdom?