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Before the wedding, my fiancé, Alpha Kendrick, stood in front of me. Hesitation flickered in his eyes, but so did hope.
“Can you give me a month?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it.
A month. Time to see if he could patch things up with Elena Manwaring—his ex-girlfriend. His fated mate.
“If it works out,” he continued, the words deliberate, like he was convincing himself as much as me, “then it’s the Moon Goddess’s blessing. But if it doesn’t… I’ll come back. I’ll marry you. And I’ll leave her behind—forever.”
He meant it. He truly believed this was the honorable thing to do.
I didn’t argue. I didn’t cry. Instead, I let a small, knowing smile tug at my lips.
“Go ahead,” I said, my voice calm and steady. “Give it a try. Life’s too short for regrets, right?”
Relief broke over his face like a wave, as though I’d just untangled him from a chain he hadn’t known how to break. That night, he drove off, lighter than I’d seen him in months.
Meanwhile, I packed my bags in silence.

In their eyes, my wife Emma—an Ivy League tenured professor in biological sciences—is ruthless, rational, and obsessively clean.
For seven years, even when she washed her hands, she would only ever touch the right-side sink—hers.
Until that night at 3 a.m., when I pulled a strand of sandy-golden short curl—hair that belonged to neither of us—out of my men’s shower loofah.
And around the neck of a pre-med student named Lucas, I saw the antique silver cross my dying father left in my hands.
When I confronted her, my always-icy wife protected the little homewrecker, slapped me across the face, and called me a jealous, controlling chauvinist.
She thought I’d swallow it like a coward.
But she forgot: as a top cardiothoracic chief, the thing I do best is cutting out tumors.

“Sidd, if you leave me here, I won’t ever forgive you,” I declared, glaring at him. “I will hold you responsible for anything that happens to me.

"Remember, you made me stay here till late," I stated, even though I was scared, holding him responsible for anything that might happen to me.“I don’t need your forgiveness, Rani,” he snarled. “Holding me responsible for anything bad that happens to you is what enemies do,” he declared and moved off. From hatred to love, it created a bond between Rani and Sidd.

Not without drastic challenges that are meant to separate them forever. Can they withstand the challenges and keep their love strong, or will they allow hatred to take over and be separated forever?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT‼️
This story contains themes of BDSM, including elements of dominance and submission, bondage, name-calling kinks (such as terms like "whore"), consensual rough play, and some scenes that involve violence. If these topics could be triggering or uncomfortable for you, I strongly recommend proceeding with caution or choosing a different story.

But if you're into all this delicious chaos—welcome, and get ready for the ride of your life. Things are about to get wild. Enjoy! 😉

Why was I thinking about his lips? Was I really that starved for attention?

I couldn't tear my eyes away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the sheer need for something to distract me. But it wasn't just his lips. His jaw was sharp, the muscles of his neck visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He looked like someone who could make me forget everything.

His voice broke through my thoughts. "Something wrong?"
I blinked, shaking my head, forcing my eyes to pull away from him. "No. Nothing."

I felt his gaze still on me, making me feel like he could see right through all the bullshit I was trying to wear. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the heartbreak, or the way he looked at me, but suddenly it didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like something I needed.

Without thinking, I stood, my body moving before my mind could catch up. My heart raced as I stepped closer to him, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. He was surprised, but I didn't care.
I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to me, and pressed my lips to his.

Summer vacation is finally here, and Olivia has big plans! Unfortunately, news of Olivia and Luca’s success in finding one of the Seven Supreme Hallows at the Holy Draconic Spring of Tritonis has reached the king of Shutora, and before the two can even leave the school grounds, a royal summons arrives. Olivia, Eldraco, and Luca are going to the capital! The search for the Seven Supreme Hallows continues, and though the royal edict seems like it will spell doom for their summer vacation, the eternally optimistic Olivia comes up with a great idea to make their journey as fun as it can be!

To help my girlfriend climb the ranks, I handed over my life's research and propelled her into the inner circle of power.

Her repayment? To secure her status, she threw my thirteen-year-old sister outside the city gates to feed the zombies.

When I uncovered the truth, she showed zero remorse. Instead, she knocked me out herself, tossing me into a metal transport truck to serve as zombie rations.

She thought dead men tell no tales.

What she didn’t know was that the moment the zombies bit me, I swallowed my newly developed serum.

When I opened my eyes again, I hadn't lost my mind. Instead, I had become the Zombie King, commanding an endless horde of the infected!

Half a year later, Eden City’s energy is depleted, and the city is besieged by a massive army.

Dressed to the nines, my girlfriend steps out of the city to beg and negotiate with the rumored "Zombie Boss of the Wasteland."

Sitting across the negotiation table, looking at her hypocritical face, I slowly take off my gas mask...

"Your credit code has been wiped to zero. You are worse than a cyber-dog now."

I fought bloody battles in the Abyss for the Federation for three years, only for my wife to be framed by my adjutant, her left arm shattered, and kicked into a wasteland scavenger town like a dead dog.

Three years later, I returned from the bloodbath. What awaited me was not a medal of honor, but the megacorp's indiscriminate bombing order aimed at my wife.

High up in Cloud City, the megacorp executives raised their wine glasses and sneered: "Burn it all to ashes, along with that crippled woman!"

They seemed to have forgotten that I am the Grand Marshal of the Federation, and an absolute war maniac.

Since the law means nothing, I will use the purest firepower to drag their massive fleet and the entire megacorp straight down to hell!

I'm the top account director at my firm, always on the road, running myself ragged on golf courses and client dinners. Some months I barely make it back to the office at all.

Right after I land a $300 million contract for the company, my boss decides to hand the whole thing over to a new intern.

My manager says I'm wasting company resources, that my attitude's a problem. My boss tells me to give the new hire a chance. The intern thinks she can just take over my job without breaking a sweat.

None of them get it. Without me, this project never gets off the ground.

I don't bother telling them that.

Once the handoff is done, I walk straight into our biggest rival.

And watch them beg me to come back.

I'm the youngest lead surgeon in our hospital's cardiothoracic department. My fiancé, Adrian Wexford, runs the whole department.

His first love, Bella Hartley, is a mediocre surgeon, but she wants to take over the surgery that should be mine before her promotion review.

In my last life, I fought for it. I told them she didn't have the skill to handle it alone, that it was gambling with a patient's life. I threatened to quit and saved the patient.

But Bella couldn't handle the gossip going around the department. She got depressed and jumped off the hospital roof.

Adrian never said a word about it. He kept treating me the same, picked out wedding rings with me, smiled and told me we'd go on our honeymoon right after the wedding.

I thought he'd let it go.

Then on our wedding day, one glass of wine in, I woke up in a freezing basement, strapped down to an operating table.

He held a scalpel and cut into me, inch by inch, his eyes bloodshot.

"If you hadn't fought so hard for that surgery, Bella wouldn't have jumped. You owe her. Pay with your life."

When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the afternoon he first suggested giving Bella the surgery.

This time, I didn't argue. I just smiled. "Sure. Let Bella take the lead on this one."

They have no idea that next Tuesday, the Chief of Surgery is bringing the board and a visiting specialist to observe, unannounced.

We'll see how they explain this one.

My fiancée accused me of not caring about family.
To make it up to her, I planned a luxury vacation for all of us.
But the night before we left, she told me she'd given my first-class seat to her childhood best friend.
Instead, she booked me a seat in economy—on a flight with a recent terror threat advisory.
The whole family thought I should just go along with it.
That's when I finally woke up.
I tore up the itinerary and rerouted to Hawaii instead.
I turned off my phone, leaving them to deal with the $20,000 bill.
It wasn't until their hotel reservations got canceled that they started to panic.

Detective Aria Kane tracks down a murderer who decorates each corpse with flawless origami cranes. There were eight victims. identical cut. The same position. The same bird. Home is indicated by the clues. This killer is the subject of a thriller written by her fiancé, Ethan Cross. While she sleeps, he folds cranes. He is aware of details that only a murderer should know. Like a signature, he says, "Love you." She lies beside him every night. She checks the locks every morning. She discovers the pen in the hand of a deceased woman. Silver. engraved. The one she handed him. He claims to have lost it. She locates the pictures. victims in his life's background. months in advance. Grinning. alive. He was present. observing. Awaiting. She looks at his schedule. gym. Back off. book release.
There is a body for every date. Each alibi is a present. At three in the morning, she looks through his desk. discovers a drawer that is locked. locates a box. Nine birds of different colors. For every life. Two remain blank. Now he leaves cranes on the counter. She pretends to sleep as she unfolds and refolds them. He is aware that she is watching. He wants her to locate it. As she lies beside him, she can feel his weight causing the mattress to dip. His breath has a coffee scent to it. He whispers to her. As if it were the final thing Aria would ever hear, good night. The crime scene is the marriage. His desk contains the proof. The next victim has already been selected. All she needs to do is decide to arrest him. or turn into the last chapter.On the nightstand is the next crane. Yesterday, it wasn't there.

I died betrayed, drowning in regret—and saw my feared, ruthless fiancé leap to his death trying to save me.

Fate has hurled me back: I'm reborn in his arms on our drugged wedding night. This is my second chance.

The man I once ran from is my destiny. His obsessive love, my greatest weapon. I will embrace the monster the world fears and become his queen. Together, we will burn the traitors who ruined us to the ground.

But my sudden devotion makes him suspicious. How do I prove my love to the man whose heart I shattered, when his darkest desire is to bind me to him… forever?

Rex Radford—reckless, magnetic, and dangerously untouchable. The scandalous heir to a billion-dollar empire, worshipped for his charm and feared for his chaos. Fast cars, wild nights, and nameless girls were all he knew—until her.

She gave him everything—and he broke her.

Abandoned. Betrayed. She vanished without a word, carrying twins she didn’t know existed and a shattered heart.

Six years later, she returns.

No longer the fragile girl they left behind, she’s now a global sensation—with two storm-grey-eyed children who look just like Rex Radford. Her comeback sparks a media frenzy and a brutal fight for the truth.

Caught between the man who destroyed her and the one who helped her rise, she must choose:

One holds her past.
One may hold her future.
But when love, lies, and vengeance collide—
Only one will survive the fallout.

“What the hell are you?” the shadow growls.
“I don’t want to waste energy talking to you,” I growl back.

“What are you, and why is that girl laying there?” the shadow presses.

“GO NOW!” I snap, watching Hennessy twitch. “We are Royal—you must answer us!” the shadow snarls.

“I said GO!” I shout as flames roar to life. The shadow screams, and I laugh as flames force it away.

In the supernatural world of The Phoenix Missed Fate, nothing is as it seems. Family is a gift, a fated mate is wealth, but trust is impossible—everyone plots, and even allies betray. Can supers uncover who means them harm while finding their fated mates, or is resetting for another time easier?

Half-human, half-vampire, Lillith Throne, also known as Twilight, was raised believing she had a purpose—to protect the human world. But everything changes when she meets Alaric Vale, the charming football captain who stirs feelings she was never meant to have. Falling for a human is forbidden, but resisting him is impossible.

When the truth of her bloodline is revealed, Lillith is thrust into a deadly war between the Shadow World and humanity. Her twin sister, Dawn, may be her greatest enemy. Betrayal, prophecy, and an impossible love threaten to tear her apart.

With fate closing in, one choice will decide the future—will she save the world or doom it forever?

Born beneath Pluto’s ill omen, I was marked a blood curse for the Constantine mafia clan, my twin Cataleya blessed with a fortune chart my parents clung to blindly.
They starved me of warmth, forced me to bear every blade, bullet and crime in her stead, and my husband Rafael, whom I once loved with all I had, sacrificed me without hesitation to soothe her feigned sickness.
I was locked in an underground dungeon lab to serve as her live drug test subject, tormented day and night by lethal experimental serum.
When I finally died alone on that cold steel table, my family brushed off my passing as a childish tantrum—until panicked enforcers crashed in, screaming the Russo crime family was storming the manor to wipe us out.
Only in ruin did they see the truth: they’d guarded catastrophe, and buried their salvation alive.

After a painful loss and with overwhelming uncertainty knocking at her door, Lunna Rivera feels lost once again, accompanied by fear. She still feels like the little girl shaking in fear under the covers, wishing her heartbeat would calm down. However, she discovers something: true love. Will love to rise like a rainbow after the storm? She and Adam will face several difficulties that will test their love and feelings, putting their hearts to the test. Will this burn love stay alive? Will Adam finally fight for his first love? And will Luna learn to see beyond appearances to discover the truth?

However, for Lunna, trusting her heart means a path that should not be followed, something deceitful and cruel. She prefers not to think about it because it causes fear and reminds her of the child who cried under the sheets, wondering why her heart was bleeding again.

Luna must heal her broken heart, while Adam faces his own internal battles. Will it be possible to overcome past mistakes and find redemption? Will the love between Luna and Adam withstand all trials? They explore pain, overcoming, and the search for true connection. Confronting their weaknesses and traumas, both want to rekindle the flame of love that once brought them together. Secrets will be revealed, difficult choices will be made, the courage to forgive and start over will be fundamental.

Will destiny have a happy ending in store for Luna and Adam?

At the Jones family’s political marriage gala, the New York mafia’s most public “celebration”, I, Isabella Rossi, who was a bargaining chip, had been Donovan Jones’s wife for five years.
He was the world’s top perfumer, the kind of man who could coax a scent from his fingertips that made people go mad-and yet, to him, I was a flower with no fragrance at all.
Five years of this marriage, and he had never touched me. The villa’s master bedroom was always his alone, while I was nothing but the “Mrs. Jones” in name-a decorative prop trapped in a luxury cage, so insignificant that even the servants dared to look down on me in secret.
When both sets of parents pressured us for a baby, he wrapped an arm around a famous model and sneered,
“A woman raised off a template like you is only good for taking care of a kid, not for sleeping with.”
He left me behind in the bridal suite-with his younger brother.
Then he took his new fling out street-racing.
That same night, a video of him and the model hooking up in a car shot straight to the top of the entertainment headlines.
And I became New York media’s favorite punchline: the “DISCARDED TROPHY WIFE.”
Just when everyone thought I’d spend the night alone, guarding an empty bed,
I crooked a finger at that eight-pack, absurdly good-looking brother-in-law of mine.
Donovan, you’re right-I am pretty suited to “taking care of a kid.”
Just not a baby. A 6'2", baby-faced college boy.

Just before my wedding, my fate mate, my Alpha fiancé, Micheal, stripped me of my wedding dress—our wedding dress—and handed it to his mistress, Becky Porter.
Not only that, but he locked me in the dressing room like some rabid wolf he needed to contain.
"Becky has a terminal illness.She just wants to experience being a bride before she dies."
I lunged forward, my wolf howling inside me. Alpha's strength pressed against mine, his dominance forcing my muscles to lock. My claws twitched, itching to break free.
"You bastard!" I snarled, my breath ragged.
Micheal barely blinked. Instead, he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head .
"She’s dying, and you can’t even show a little compassion?" His tone dripped with disappointment, as if I were the villain here. "You’re only losing a wedding, but Becky… Becky is losing her dreams and her life."

For seven years, I was the perfect wife, only to be replaced by his first love.
Ethan didn't just break my heart;

he let his mistress steal my jewelry designs, and manipulated my own son into calling me a monster.
I was suffocating in a marriage built on lies.

But they made one fatal mistake: they pushed me too far.

The day I walked away, I didn't just leave a toxic husband and an ungrateful son.

I left behind the broken woman they created.

With the support of my best friend and the unexpected warmth of a powerful CEO who saw my true worth, I reclaimed my name, my career, and my life.

Now, as my designs shine on the world stage, Ethan is on his knees begging for forgiveness.

But he’s too late.

The day I walked away was the day I finally found myself.

And I will never look back.

"Little bunny, little bunny. Wolf is HUNGRY!" The voice taunted me, followed by an evil cackle.
"Run, rabbit. RUN!" A monstrous bellow boomed through the night sky and crashed into my soul like a sledgehammer. I could feel a chill sweeping across my body and my heart pounding in my chest. The echoes of howls and laughter followed me from behind as I ran for my life.
Elisabeth's life had been harder than most since she was a child - a distant and often cruel mother and her never-ending cycle of addiction that had taken over her life. But on this fateful night, something far more sinister was lurking in the darkness, ready to take her away from it all.
Massive figures appeared out of nowhere, growling and taunting her. She tried to scream, but nothing would come out; before she knew it, she was waking up in a world where Viking werewolves ruled with mysterious faeries at their side.
Every five years, they traveled to the human realm, collecting ten girls for their mate run - and tonight, Elisabeth was one of them. With only a white dress and her bare feet, Elisabeth stood beside the other nine girls as the beasts prowled around them menacingly. A silver dagger pierced each of their wrists, signaling the start of the hunt!
"We honor the moon goddess; let your blood lead your mate to you!"

“…I will have to take what I want…” he touched her chest, “…by force,”
A gasp left her throat as his finger came against her bare skin, setting it alight as it went.
The corner of his lips twitched and then curled up into a smirk that was offensively smug.
“But something tells me...” then his finger left her chest and went back to her lips, the rest cupping her face and bringing her closer to him.
“…that won’t be a problem,” he whispered against her lips.

Anna is born with a gift that she considers a burden.
A gift coveted by many and destined to end her if owned by one.
Anna is abandoned by her family in the long run and left to suffer traumatizing torture for four years.

Then he finds her...
He is the strongest Alpha she'd ever come across and she knew he would be the one destined to own and end her, but fate had other plans.

Alpha Kane is her fated mate and he wants nothing to do with her.
A woman broken by experience and an Alpha hungry for power.
How long can they fight the inevitable bond between them?

In the end, all walls must crumble...

After returning from three years of exile, I had fallen from prominent heiress to despised outcast. I traded my birthright for tips and endured the touch of strangers' hands against my skin, all to survive—all to find my family.

One night, a disgusting drunk wolf cornered me in a filthy alley, his intentions clear: "Just one night with me, and I can get you a decent job." As I hesitated, he appeared.

Thorne Grey—the youngest Alpha in Grey Moon Pack history, the ruthless high judge, the bastard who had banished me with a single decree.

His scent hit me like a drug—mint and steel, dominance and uncontrollable hunger. His hands locked around my waist, his cool lips pressed against my neck, and his voice in my ear was pure sin:

"Freya... I can give you everything you've lost, everything you crave. You need only come to me, seduce me, destroy me as I destroyed you."

Love is a precious emotion. For all beings, it is a blend of trust and faith. But what if the person you care about betrays you?

Chandra Parker is the best female warrior in their pack. She, on the other hand, is not an exception to being the rejected one during the Mating Moon. She suffers from betrayal and emotional torture after being rejected by her partner, just like any other she-wolf who has been abandoned by their mate. It took her a long time to accept her rejection.

One day, the Royal Council appoints her as the King of Wolves' protector. Deimos Alexander Demigod Green is the Green Moon Pack's most powerful Alpha, but he has been lonely his entire existence. He waits for almost a century to finally meet his mate. Every werewolf has a mate, but they don't appear to have one until fate intervenes and brings them together.
What awaits her as Queen of the Wolves?

All her life, Nirvana Thorne thought she was just human, at least not until a mysterious guy rejected her for no reason.

I, Knight Orion Blackwell,” he started chanting, which confused me even more. “Alpha of White Moon Pack, reject you, Nirvana—”

“I wanna chop your head off and use it as a soccer ball because right now I’m infuriated at you, you weirdo, arrogant, selfish son of a bitch!”

When she finally uncovers her family secrets, Knight reclaims her as his fated mate and forces her to dig deep into the unimaginable danger of the underworld to undo the curse.

Fighting her attraction towards him is hard enough. Every time they get close, their chemistry sizzles, and the heat between them becomes irresistible.

When the pack is under siege, she must learn to gain control of the newfound power within her while the alpha intends to show her where she belongs.


All Knight Blackwell ever wanted was to run his pack while getting rich. What he didn’t need was a woman demanding his attention, let alone a human mate like Nirvana. So he rejects her.

What he never sees coming is his mate possesses an ancient secret— she’s a creature bound in magic intertwined with an ancient dark prophecy and the key to something bigger than anything they’ve ever imagined.

With his primal urges getting harder to resist and the powerful being wreaking havoc in his wake, Knight has to sate his dark cravings for his mate before they go to war that Nirvana might have to sacrifice a piece of herself.

"So ready for me." his thumb circling my clit until I was shaking under him.
"Zac... please," I moaned, my body arching, begging.
He kissed me hard, pulling his hand away only to undo his belt, shove his pants down. My body ached for him, my walls tightening at just the thought of being filled.
He positioned himself between my legs, his eyes locking on mine. "Tell me you're mine, Aria."
"I'm yours," I whispered, "Always yours."
He pushed into me, slow, stretching me wide. I gasped, nails digging into his back.
He moved deeper, groaning against my neck. "So tight. So perfect."
"Zac...please...faster..."
He growled, obeying, pounding into me, his lips finding mine again, kissing me through every thrust. His hand slid down, fingers rubbing my clit while he fucked me harder, and I screamed his name, my body shaking.
The pleasure built fast, too fast, curling tight inside me until it burst. I cried out, clinging to him as my climax ripped through me, my whole body trembling.
He didn't stop, driving into me harder, chasing his own release. His growl grew louder, rougher, until he buried himself deep inside me and cummed, his body shaking against mine.
"One week," he whispered again, "One week, and you're mine forever. No one will ever touch you again."


Aria was the omega no one wanted, except Alpha Zac or so she believed. He promised her love, a future, a place by his side. On the night of her nineteenth birthday, he betrayed her before the entire pack, choosing another as his Luna... and selling Aria to Alpha Damon of the Winchester Pack.

"You're nothing more than a means to an end."
Yet when she fell, it was his arms that caught her.


Elara Mooncrest has been silent since childhood, her voice buried beneath layers of trauma. Forced into a political marriage with the ruthless Alpha Kieran of Blackwood Pack, she becomes nothing more than a burden—ignored, mocked, and dismissed.
But beneath her fragile exterior lies a survivor's spirit, and when darkness threatens to destroy everything, Elara refuses to remain voiceless.
As ancient powers awaken within her, alliances shatter, obsessions ignite, and fate demands more than silence. She was given as a pawn, but will she rise as a queen?

"We must stop!" She breathed out and removed her wrists from his hold. She straightened her dress and began to walk away.
"How long do you think you'll be able to run away from me? I'll catch up to you eventually." He replied.

There was an ominous demonic glare in her angelic eyes. They said she was nothing but the darkness, a living embodiment of terror. She was the assassin, roaming across centuries, killing and hiding. She had known blood and death her entire life, but what she didn't know was that the biggest battle awaited her, one with her soul and her mate.

Lycan Prince Aiden, heir to the Kingdom of Werewolves, the fated Alpha King. Everything would change after he found her, his moon-blessed Luna. Would he be ready for the storm and darkness brought along with her? Meant to bend himself to her will and desires, both of their fates will be twisted into unexpected accord.

“I do not obey your orders. You are not my Alpha. You are a murderer. I reject you, Alpha King Zander Blake, as my mate and Alpha," I spat out, my words dripping with defiance and finality.

"I was mistaken. You never changed. You have no heart. I cannot continue to live alongside you. I despise you. So, accept my rejection and release me from this unwanted bond," I cried, my words punctuated by tears that betrayed my resolve.

"People warned me not to choose a wolfless, weak woman from the weakest pack in the world as my mate and Luna Queen. Yet, I disregarded their counsel. I bestowed upon you the title of Luna Queen and offered you everything you never deserved. But you have failed to fulfill your duties as both a Queen and my mate. You are disrespectful, disobedient, and unworthy of being the Luna Queen to the largest and strongest pack in the world. I accept your rejection, Selena Ardolf. I, Alpha King Zander Blake, reject you, Selena Ardolf, as my mate and my Queen," he bit out with disgust.

Selena was betrayed by her mate, the Alpha King Zander Blake. He killed her family and pack and rejected her, leaving her to endure the pain. Selena ran away from her cruel ex-alpha mate to save her unborn son. Now, she has returned to serve justice. Her path is not easy, as she must face many challenges. However, she is determined to uncover the truth. The only thing threatening her determination is that her ex-mate seems obsessed, and he won't pass up a second chance to remind her of the forgotten chemistry between them. How will they become entangled in their rejected relationship the second time around?
18+ detailed sexually explicit content, B D S M.

Three years ago, Lisa Marcus was branded the ultimate shame of the Moonstone Pack. Deemed too fragile to ever be a proper mate to the powerful Beta, Ryan Blackstone, she was brutally rejected, broken-hearted, and exiled to the human world.

But when her dying Alpha father shocks the entire werewolf hierarchy by naming Lisa his sole successor, she is dragged back into the den of monsters.

Suddenly, Lisa has a massive target on her back. The pack wants her blood, and Ryan's ruthless, cunning new fiancée wants her dead. Worse, the unfinished, unsevered mate bond between Lisa and Ryan snaps back to life with a terrifying intensity. He chose duty over her once, but now, the toxic pull between them is undeniable—and Ryan is losing his mind with jealousy.

As a deadly game of succession begins, ghosts from the past rise from the shadows. Her vicious older brother, thought dead for ten years, returns at the head of a rogue army, demanding his birthright.

To survive the Trial of Flames and protect her people, Lisa must unleash the secret her own bloodline tried so hard to suppress.

They thought she was a broken omega. They didn’t realize her weakness was just a slumbering god. Because Lisa isn’t just an Alpha’s daughter... she is the legendary Silver Wolf of prophecy, destined to either unite the packs—or burn them to ash.

"He was my world, my guardian, and my first love. He raised me to be his queen, but killed me when I became his conscience.
Loving him was a death sentence."

Selene Raventhorn had nothing until Alpha Kaelen Thorneclaw took her in. She grew up under his protection, fighting to be worthy of the place he gave her. Somewhere along the way, her loyalty turned into love. She gave him everything.

But it was never enough.

When Kaelen brought a beautiful outsider home to become his luna, everything changed. Lies spread. Trust shattered. And Selene was framed for a crime she didn’t commit. Betrayed by the man she loved most, she died in fire… along with her son.

Until she was reborn.

Five years before it all happened.

This time, Selene’s done being the victim. She’s not waiting for the blow to fall or for Kaelen to toss her aside. She’s walking away first—cutting the cord before his games can destroy what’s left of her.

But fate has other plans. And so does Alpha Rowan Drayce—a powerful, mysterious Alpha from beyond the border who saves her when she least expects it. With him, Selene finds something she never had before: freedom… and maybe something darker and deeper.

Will Selene escape the fate that once broke her? Or is she running straight into a new kind of danger?

Warning: This story contains descriptions of explicit sexual content. This book is intended for adult readers only.

On my twenty-first birthday, my family was burned to ashes by my brother's best friend, the man I'd loved for five years.

What we didn't expect was that he was the deadly and coldhearted alpha king of the Fearless Keepers Pack, who was feared by all other alphas.

He took my people hostage, and aimed to sell me to his clients for money.

Being his whore was the worst thing that would ever happen to me, but how do I escape this dark reality?

Trigger Warning:
Book contains dark and explicit contents. Readers discretion is advised.

“He will kill us all if he finds me…” I muttered trying to hide the tears that threatened to fall.
Kit raised his hand running it over my cheek with a smile, “let him come…I’ll destroy him.”


Seraphine lived a life of pain and fear the moment she was forced to marry the Alpha of the Blood Moon pack. Her dreams of romance and love were thrown out the door as her life turned into a downward spiral of abuse. The only good thing in her life is her daughter that happens to share the same magical gifts she does. After years of enduring the pain she escapes running to the outskirts to try and live a life of freedom. Little did she know that her future awaited there in the form of a rogue wolf with connections to her past. The only way to survive is to fight for her freedom, and pay the costs to keep her daughter safe.

The Rogues Forbidden Mate is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I was born noble, but chains became my crown. Among wolves, I was nothing more than a branded outcast, forced to serve where I should have ruled.

Then fate bound me to a marriage that wasn’t mine—to a broken prince who had lost everything, even the will to live. I gave him my care, my loyalty, my heart. I healed him.

And when I needed him most, he betrayed me.

Now I stand accused of crimes I never committed, cast aside, and left to die with his child in my womb. But I swear this isn’t the end of my story. The Moon Goddess isn’t finished with me yet.

After one too many failed attempts at love, I stopped believing in it. So when my father asked me to become the mate of the powerful Lycan Alpha Julius, the very man my half-sister had just rejected, all for the sake of family stability, I said yes without hesitation. A stable arrangement was far more practical than chasing some fairytale feeling.
He scheduled our mark ceremony for three months out. But in the meantime, proximity became unavoidable. I agreed to help him through his heat cycles, and somewhere between the cold distance and the burning nights, something between us began to shift.
And just when I started to believe again, my fated mate walked back into my life with a smile. The same man I'd confessed my feelings to as a teenage girl.
Now I'm standing at a crossroads with no clear way forward. Do I honor the Moon Goddess and claim the mate she chose for me, the one who feels like a second chance at a first love, or do I stay as an unmarked mate of the dangerous Lycan Alpha who holds my family's future in his hands?

Luca Vega is a shy, compassionate nerd. He longs to meet his mate, his other half, someone who will accept him and love him for who he is.

When he meets Ashley Blakely his quiet life spins out of control. Ashley Blakely was a barbie and proud of it. Pink was her favourite colour, fashion was her life, and social status was law. She couldn't wait to meet her mate. At least that's what she thought.

She knew he would be an alpha, strong built, and every girl would want him. He would dress in designer clothes and they would be the new it couple because she would settle for nothing less.

What happens when her mate turns out to be the nerdiest of all nerds and the runt of the pack? Well, she rejects him of course. Add another woman, some hidden secrets, and life for him takes on a whole new meaning.

When Cilla's father betrayed their pack, he and her mother were killed while she watched. Her siblings were taken away and she was handed over to slave traders who sold her to Black Moon Pack, the biggest pack in the region.

When she found out that she was mated to the alpha, she got a ray of hope, thinking her life would finally get better. Unfortunately, Alpha Ridian had other plans.