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Elorai.

They burnt my lab to the ground.

They killed my scientists… with their claws.

The white, pristine walls they coated with blood and brain matter.

Now they’re glaring down at me, teeth bared.

But they won’t kill me.

No… they’ll take me instead, keep me in a cage, and bind me forever to them.

Joke’s on them.

They’re insane if they think I won’t claw my way out.



Ronan. Knox. Lucas

She was our target—the one we were sent to kill.

And that’s what we originally planned to do.

But we had her beneath our teeth, and instead of pleading for her life, she fucking glared at us.

Daring us.

Worst part? Our alpha wills weren’t working. Her scent bothered our wolves.

So we changed our minds.

We’ll keep her… for now.

And kill everyone who tries to take her from us.


Elorai—or “Lo,” like her scientist buddies called her—was just fine, living her life as a test subject for her white-coated handlers, getting cut open and sewn back together, until one day they looked at her and tagged her successful.

That’s when everything shattered.

In an instant, her lab was destroyed and everyone she knew was killed.

She tried to run, but her attackers caught her.

Werewolves… or mad beasts, like her scientists called them.

The plan was to kill on sight—but all three beasts looked down at her, their eyes gleaming... And something shifted in their gazes.

That’s when she knew she was in trouble.

Can she survive them or will she let them ruin her? Read to find out!

So it's true. I am their mate! I am the one they have been waiting for all this time. How can that be? Can I really be so lucky?

"Don't bother celebrating. We do not intend to make a detestable human servant our queen." Angel Fenris states, his voice laced with disgust just like the last time we met.

His rude words hurt me more now than they did yesterday. The full moon must have heightened my emotions.

"Surely you did not think that you're befitting in any way to sit by our side. A beautiful, virtuous princess is the least we were expecting our future queen to be. You're not fit to be her shadow let alone take her place." Angel Garren angrily expresses. The ache in my heart surge.


For the mighty angel kings of Lunacrest, only the most virtuous of women will do.

After growing tired of waiting for a virtuous mate of pure heart, the triplet angel kings have decided to device a contest to find the most virtuous of all royal women to be crowned their queen.

According to the rules of the contest, each of the beautiful princesses is to be hosted in the palace of Lunacrest for a duration of five days while her feminine virtues and loyalty to the angel kings gets tested.

But what will happen when the angel kings discover that their fated mate is a lowly human servant with no royal blood?

Keira is surprisingly the wisest and the kindest of all women. No woman of royal blood can match her virtues.
But will the angel kings realise her value or will they be fooled by the faked grace and elegance of her beautiful mistress?

The Husband They Never Deserved

For three years, Ethan Carter endured every insult with a smile. His wife believed he was a failure. Her powerful family called him a parasite who lived off their name. At every family gathering, he was mocked, humiliated, and reminded that he would never be good enough.

When his wife finally hands him the divorce papers, she thinks she's getting rid of the biggest mistake of her life.

She has no idea she's just abandoned the only man who could have given her the world.

Behind Ethan's ordinary life lies a secret so powerful that even the wealthiest families fear it. He is the missing heir to a trillion-dollar business empire, a man whose return will shake the country's richest elites. The husband everyone looked down on is about to become the man everyone desperately wants by their side.

As enemies emerge from the shadows and long-buried family conspiracies come to light, Ethan must decide whether revenge is worth losing the kindness that once defined him. But one thing is certain...

The people who laughed at him will kneel before him.

The woman who threw him away will spend the rest of her life wishing she never signed those divorce papers.

Sometimes the greatest mistake isn't choosing the wrong man.

It's failing to recognize a king while he was still wearing ordinary clothes.

"Mine," he growled, low and deep.
My entire body wanted to surrender.

"I’m not yours."

He tightened his grip on me.

"You don’t want me to chase you, do you?" His voice sounded almost animal. "Unless…"

"Unless what?"

"There’s another way to settle this."

✽ ✽ ✽

An imposed destiny.
A choice denied.

Promised since childhood, she was raised for one purpose — to become the wolf prince’s wife.

But when the ruthless Alpha King breaks the pact and decides to claim her for himself, Morana realizes that running is no longer an act of rebellion — it is survival.

As the king begins his relentless hunt, she finds refuge among a group of rebel wolves.

She should fear them.

Instead, to be accepted, she must prove her worth while facing the challenge of being the only female living among males ruled by wild instincts and barely restrained desires.

Amid a battle for power and freedom, Morana seeks to uncover the secrets of the past and the mystery of the bond that ties her to the man she should hate.

Torn between an ardent, inexplicable attraction to the wolf prince and a growing passion for the rebel leader, she must decide whether to fight destiny… or surrender to a connection that threatens to suffocate her freedom to choose.

18+ | Explicit Sexual Content

I am a hero. The saint's husband.
A country boy chosen by the temple.
I fight, I fight, I fight.
All for the saint, for the temple.
But it wasn't until I was drained of blood and dying on the altar that I finally heard clearly what the saint and her childhood sweetheart were saying:
"If you become a hero and marry the saint, you'll have to surrender your soul to the temple. I don't want you to lose your soul."
"Then let's just find some country boy to be the hero. It won't matter if he dies."
Oh, so that's how it is.
You should have said so earlier.
I can defeat the Demon Lord just fine without the saint.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the wedding ceremony.
This time, someone else should be on the altar.

"Let Aria have the Stanford recommendation. Quinn owes her."
I stared at the family group chat—the one I wasn't in—and let out a cold laugh.
In my past life, I went completely hysterical over this, only to earn my family's disgust and a miserable death.
Now, reborn and given a second chance, I looked at the room full of guests celebrating My success, and walked straight to the microphone.
"Everyone, the party is over. I'm turning down the Stanford spot."
Under my family's stunned gazes, I dumped my champagne into the trash bin.
This rotten family? I'm done with them.

I once thought that marrying Gabriel was my redemption in a time of despair, but little did I know, it was an eight-year-long hellish scam.
On the day of the wedding, my fiancé abandoned me for Lily, and during the pursuit, my parents were involved in a car accident — one dead and one severely injured.
It was him — Don Gabriel of the mafia family, who used his influence to send my mother to the best hospital, personally performing her surgery, but couldn't save her.
In the hospital, he publicly proposed, saying he would protect me for life, and I, desperate, agreed, clinging to it like a lifeline.
For eight years after marriage, every month, he used a syringe the size of a baby’s arm to draw my blood, saying that my blood type was rare and was being stored as an emergency reserve.
Even though I became weak and sick, I foolishly believed this was his care.
Until I became pregnant, joyfully sharing the good news, only to overhear his conversation in his study on Christmas Eve: The car ac

Amelia Dolivo has known her whole life that she would one day be the Alpha of her pack; thus making her the first female Alpha in history. The journey to get there has been long and full of hardships, but a true Alpha never backs down from a fight; a true Alpha never accepts defeat.

Whether it be enemies plotting in the shadows to bring her down, or her own soulmate who questions her very capabilities as a woman; Amelia will take them all head-on. She will show them all why you should never underestimate a woman.

A Queen Among Alphas is the first book in the Queen Among Series/The Gods' Saga. This is an interconnected series, and to see how the overall story ends, I recommend reading the full series.
Here are the books in the series in reading order:
A Queen Among Alphas - Book 1
Bite-Size Luna - A Queen Among Alphas Prequel (available under the A Queen Among Alphas book)
A Queen Among Snakes - Book 2
A Queen Among Blood - Book 3
A Queen Among Darkness - Book 4
Whole Again - A Queen Among Alpha's spin-off (available under the A Queen Among Alphas book)
A Queen Among Tides - Book 5
Valor, Virtue, and Verve - A Queen Among Tides Prequel Spin-off (coming soon)
A Queen Among Gods - Book 6
Runaway Empress - A Queen Among Snakes Prequel (coming soon)
A Queen Among Tempests - Book 7
Dark Vocation - A Queen Among Darkness spin-off (coming soon)
A Court of Arcane Souls Anthology (short stories focused on side characters within this universe, exclusive to Ream)

On our third wedding anniversary, my husband declared my twin sister as his fated mate.
As Luna of the Hilton Pack, I suffered seven miscarriages—only to be betrayed by the two closest to me. But when three ruthless mafia Alphas stormed into our celebration and seized my husband by the throat, their words stunned everyone:"How dare you treat our fated mate this way?"
Now they call me a sinner, yet claim me as their own. This time, I'll make every traitor beg on their knees for forgiveness.

Don't touch me!! Stay away from me, Chloe told marcus in a string voice which came out as a whisper from her mouth.

Ripples of pleasure were shooting inside her body with how marcus was touching her but still she want to deny the ache which is getting between her legs making her panties wet in her own cum.

Are you serious, Chloe?? You don't want me to touch you, but why does it feels that your body is saying something different?

Your body is defying you Chloe, saying that he push his finger inside her panties and started caressing her folds and slowly penetrated his fingers in her honey pot!!

Let's see Chloe Tristan how you'll fight my attraction!! I'll make you crave my touch like anything but will not give it to you, until you beg me to take you!!

“You want one hundred thousand dollars for your body, fine. Produce me an heir within six months and the money is yours when the baby is born.”
The coldness in his voice sends a shiver up my spine.
“Are you serious?”
“Yes.”
“B-but what about the other part of my request?” I stammer out.
“What other part?” he asks with his eyebrow raised.
I clutch the contract close to my chest. “The part where I get to leave. If I have your baby, Ansel, can I take the money and walk away?”
When I was bought at an auction by my ex-boyfriend whom I hadn’t seen for many years, he signed a contract with me, as long as I gave birth to him a child, I could get the money and leave. but after I gave birth, he regretted it.

Drake," I whispered urgently, trying to push against his chest. "Someone's outside."
"Let them hear," he growled, pushing deeper inside me.
I gasped, the sensation overwhelming my resistance.
"Please," I begged, my voice barely audible. "Not like this. Too deep. There's someone—"
"Let them know who you belong to," Drake said, his pace increasing.
The phone on his desk rang, shrill and demanding. Drake's lips curled into a cruel smile.
"Answer it," he commanded, never breaking his rhythm.
"What? I can't—"
He reached over and hit the speaker button, his other hand still gripping my hip with bruising force.
"Mr. Stone's office," I managed to say, fighting to keep my voice steady while he continued to move inside me.
"Elsa?" Kayla's concerned voice filled the room. "We're all waiting in the conference room. It's been fifteen minutes past the scheduled time."
Drake's eyes locked with mine as he continued to move inside me, daring me to give us away.
"I'm—" "I'm sorry, Kayla. We're just... finishing up some important... matters."

Elsa Hale is an Omega repeatedly torn apart by fate. Under the rigid hierarchy of the Obsidian Pack, her existence is like dust in the shadows—despised, exploited, yet never truly seen. Her mother suffers from silver poisoning, with expensive treatments tightening around their throats like a noose. And Drake Stone, the cold-blooded Alpha of the Obsidian Pack, binds her to his side for ten years with a contract: he grants her protection, yet strips away her dignity; he possesses her body, yet rejects her soul.

"You're just my temporary companion, Elsa," his golden eyes burn into her skin in the darkness, "don't expect anything more."

Yet when Elsa curls up on her apartment floor, her fingertips brushing over her flat abdomen, she still thinks of that unborn child. Now, Drake has publicly chosen another woman. In the tenth year of the contract, Elsa runs away. Drake, belatedly realizing his love, can he ever win her back?

The sweat shone in the dim light on Vincent’s back while his muscular body forced Lucy’s slender figure under him.

Lucy reached her climax twice already. Vincent felt exhausted, but he wanted to prove that he was worth being in her bed.

Their moans were even louder, just like the sound of their bodies met with each thrust when finally he saw her eyes rolling back and her body tensed under him.

He was just about to climax when Lucy started frowning as a familiar scent hit her nose. Her eyes widened in fear, then she desperately tried to push him off of her, but it was too late. 

The door swung open and the loud, furious growl made Vincent roll off of her, ending up on the floor, meeting his worst nightmare. 

The Alpha stood there himself.

Vincent couldn’t say a word. He heard Lucy’s yelling, while hitting him, falsely blaming him for raping her. But Lucy’s sudden turn couldn’t bother him, as the Alpha’s killer gaze feared him to death, and he just prayed to the Moon Goddess when the Alpha took his first step towards him.

Dr Asher Carter is the eccentric Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, who leaves his pack after his mate cheats and lies to him.

He lives in peace with the humans until Dr Olivia Flores, a vampire, starts to work with him.

Asher doesn’t like her first, but as they get closer, they fall in love. They live happily till Asher gets the bad news. His father passed away, leaving the pack without a leader.

What is more important? A peaceful life next to someone who we love, or our duty?

"Kneel," he said, his cold voice carrying authority.
My knees hit the stone before I could process what I had just did.
I lift my head, and my breath hitched.
He steps closer, his scent hits me instantly, he smell of smoke, cigars, and something fresh, dangerous, and addictive.
Two fingers catch my chin, tilting my face up. His dark, unreadable, and searching locked on mine. My heart slams against my ribs.
I should have slapped his hand away. Instead, my stomach clenches at the contact, heat pooling down. The realization terrified me.
His gaze flicked briefly to my mouth before returning to my eyes.
"C...Crystal," I stuttered strangely, which surprise me.
His thumb brushed the edge of my lower lip, slowly.
My mouth parted on a shaky breath.
He noticed.
A low rumble sound vibrated in his chest, his thumb pressed in, parting my lips farther, sliding just enough inside.
The pad of it was rough from years of whatever brutal life an alpha like him led, calluses scraping my tongue as he pushed deeper.
My tongue moved before I could stop it. I wrapped it around his finger instinctively, tasting salt and smoke and something darker, something that made my core clench hard. Heat flooded me, soaking my panties.
His eyes darkened to black, revealing only his pupil.
"Good girl," he murmured.


Crystal Vale has been cursed since birth, or so the world believes. Branded as bad luck, abused by her own family, and expelled for her violence, Crystal is sent to a disciplinary academy designed to break dangerous wolves. There, she catches the attention of Alpha Ryan Maxwell, the academy ruthless principal, Alpha, and enforcer.
Ryan rules with iron fist, ruthlessness and control.until fate betrays him He meet Crystal, his mate. A bond that is illegal, a bond that could end his authority a bond he vows to reject. Yet the more he fights it, the more Crystal becomes something far more dangerous than a weakness She becomes his forbidden treasure.
As council inspectors close in and the truth behind Crystal's curse begins to surface, Ryan must choose between destroying the bond, or protecting the one thing the world has always tried to discard.

I locked eyes with Richard, fury building inside me. "If anything happens to my children," I said through gritted teeth, "I curse you to never know peace. Your nights will be torment, your days will be shadows, Richard Blackwood."

As an wolfless who had been cast aside by her Alpha, Elena was already with child—but the cold-hearted Alpha cared nothing for her or the unborn baby. His only desire was to stay by the side of his new lover.
Yet, during the near-death agony of childbirth, Elena's wolf finally awakened. She survived, and fled with two of her newborns.
The Alpha managed to take one of the triplets for himself, and he was convinced that Elena had perished in childbirth. But the innate, unbreakable bond between the siblings would soon draw Elena and the Alpha back into each other's fates.

As hidden truths come to light and long-held misunderstandings unravel, will they ever be able to return to the way things once were?

"You lied to me! You betrayed me! I gave you my heart, and you toyed with it. Everything you asked for, I have given to you. But why?" I demanded, my voice breaking as tears streamed relentlessly down my cheeks.
"Betrayed you?" Sebastian asked. His indifference shattered me even more.
"Let's get it straight into this head of yours. You were weak from the start, and I had hoped you could be of use, but to my greatest disappointment, you turned out to be nothing. How do you intend that Sebastian? Alpha to the pack would end up with the likes of you as a mate and Luna?"


Evelyn once shared a secret relationship with Alpha Sebastian, dreaming of becoming his mate. But on the night of her coming-of-age ceremony, her failure to shift led to public humiliation and banishment from the Pack by Sebastian himself. To make matters worse, Sebastian announced Marie as his chosen mate, crushing Evelyn's trust and heart.
Exiled to the human world, Evelyn found solace in Edward, with whom she built a life and had a daughter, Linda. Yet Linda's frail health, tied to her wolf blood, revealed the harsh reality: Evelyn couldn't provide the life her daughter needed. Tragedy struck when Linda succumbed to illness, and Evelyn uncovered Edward's betrayal- he had pursued her for no more than a cruel bet.
Fueled by grief and anger, Evelyn rebuilt herself, becoming an investigative journalist who exposed society's darkest truths. Three years later, as a celebrated reporter, she receives an unexpected letter from Sebastian- a plea for her to return to the Pack.
Haunted by the past and faced with an uncertain future, will Evelyn risk everything to confront the man who destroyed her?

“You’ll be my Luna until I find Viviana. Then you’ll step aside like the good little Omega you are.”
“And if I refuse?”
“Then you’ll break your grandfather’s heart when this engagement falls through. Your choice, Isla.”
Those words marked the end of Isla’s freedom and the beginning of her undoing.
When Isla Morretti stumbles into the wrong hotel room after escaping a humiliating breakup, she expects only to drown her sorrows in a night of anonymity. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. The man she wakes up next to isn’t just any stranger he’s Alpha Tristian Hale, the most powerful, feared, and emotionally untouchable werewolf in the Western Territory. What she thought would be a single night of reckless impulsivity turns into a lifetime of consequences when her family announces her engagement to that very same man in front of the entire pack at the Alpha’s Ball.

But Tristian doesn’t want her.
He’s still haunted by Viviana the Luna who vanished without a trace and took half of his soul with her. To him, Isla is merely a convenient placeholder, a fragile Omega forced into a role meant for someone else. Their marriage is a contract written in ink, duty, and pain, a cold arrangement where love has no place and touch is forbidden.

Yet every time Isla looks into his eyes, she sees something flicker something raw, dangerous, and undeniably real.
And that’s when the storm begins.
Because Tristian isn’t the only one drawn to her.
There’s Kieran Hale, Tristian’s estranged brother, a man carved from shadows and sin. Cunning, ruthless, and breathtakingly dangerous, Kieran has always lived in his brother’s shadow. But when Isla enters their world, he sees more than just an opportunity for revenge, he sees the first light he’s ever wanted to protect. To him, Isla isn’t weak. She’s fire disguised as innocence, and he’s willing to burn the whole pack to claim her.

In the End, who would she choose? Will there be a twist of fate? Can she have them all? Will Tristian be able to redeem his love will with Viviana or can the little useless Omega he has win him over.

"I don't want another man touching you again, do you hear me?" His eyes hold my gaze unflinchingly, so dark and unrelenting I can't look away.

"Mmm, yes." My mind is numb, only allowing me to feel the pleasure he is giving me.

His fingers slow their movements to a mind melting pace, leaving me whining and breathlessly begging for me. He ignores my pleading, holding me at his mercy.

"If you need release you come to me and you beg me for it," he tells me sternly. "I don't care when you need it, you come to me."


One year as a hidden mistress. One night of rebellion. One brutal invasion that changed everything.

​When my conservative pack fell, my ex-lover fled like a coward, and my father betrayed me. I expected death from the conquering Alpha Zev. Instead, he forcefully claimed my inner thigh with his mark, binding me to his dark, opulent world.

​Banished by the wolf I used to love and bound to the enemy who terrified me. I thought I'd lost everything.

And just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, the healer delivered the final blow:

The mark can’t be removed.

Because the ruthless Alpha who destroyed my life…
is my mate.

"But why do you want to stay with me?" I tried keeping a steady breath. He stood in front of me, barely any space between us anymore. I fixed my eyes on his hoping they won't trail down to his lips.
"To protect you." He answered short. Something flickered in his eyes but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Guards can protect me. Now tell me why are you doing this." I straightened myself, daring him. He leaned forward, his lips so close to my cheek and whispered.

"Patience love, everything in the right time."

"You're a werewolf, Jake! I will be a temporary substitute till your mate comes." My chest heaved up and down, struck by the harsh reality.

He's the prince of werewolves. She's the princess of demons and witches. Mates are sacred to werewolves. The love that mates have for each other is unlike all beings.

"You must seduce the Alpha if you want to get your identity as the daughter of my father," her step-sister spat those words on Emily's face before leaving her room.
"What do I do? Whom should I choose among family and love?" Emily cried loud looking at the moon through her window.

Emily is an illegitimate child of the Alpha King. She was abused and tormented all her life and longed for recognition from her father. But when her step-sister offered her a deal to get her identity as the Alpha's daughter; Emily fell into a deep dilemma. Will she betray her fated mate and sacrifice her love for the family who tormented her whole life or embrace her destiny? What will her mate do when he discovers her betrayal?

I'm Aurora, an unmated commoner, an inferior bloodline.

My parents taught me a lot of things growing up, but the most important one is never piss off a royal. They run the world, they make the rules, and they are brutal when they don’t get exactly what they want, especially an unmated commoner girl.

Most royals fuck commoner girls for fun, knowing we couldn’t possibly fight back. Some of them do it to get their release and then kill them, leaving behind no chance for an heir that is a half-breed. I’ve never seen a commoner female return from the palace.

There aren’t many of us left in my pack, but my alpha has managed to convince the royal warriors that there aren’t any unmated females in his pack and if there were, he would gladly hand them over I’m unmated, only a year and half away from turning twenty to feel my mate. I pray to Moon Goddess that I need the protection of a mate.

Until that day, a tall, brute man walks into my house like he was invited in. I tremble while he grins.

He is a Royal.

"Good luck to your present Luna," I said bitterly. "And if you haven't found her yet, good luck with that too. I never loved you more than a friend. And today, I'll repeat it: I don't love you. I never did, and I never will—not in a million years. What happened between us is in the past. It was never meant to blossom. Let me go. I don't belong here. Not in this pack. Not ever…"
Before the words could fully escape my lips, a deafening crash rocked the cell. The wall split with a deep dent—his fist buried in the concrete.
Tagon.
He stood there, breathing heavily, knuckles bloodied, eyes shadowed with fury. A low growl rumbled from his throat.
What kind of man had he become?
It was hard not to remember the past. Hard not to recall the good days, when he was the sweetest man I had ever met. I had been foolish then, thinking his affection was real… thinking that my tainted blood could somehow be made pure through his love.
But there were only two times he ever truly lost control: the day we met—when he found me crying—and the day I told him… Never mind.
He clicked his tongue sharply and spoke with chilling finality:
"As long as you live, you'll always be under my dominance. I own you—your life, your blood, your soul. You are mine to command. You are my slave. And that is your fate."

Leia Agnor's world was shattered at ten when she and her ex-Beta father were forced to flee their home. Settling into Bluewood Pack, Leia was the only member who couldn't shift into her wolf form, becoming a constant target for ridicule. Her sole purpose was to care for her sick father and dream of escape. However, Leia's hope for a better future was snatched away when her father passed just before her eighteenth birthday.
To make matters worse, her Alpha mate, Francis, chose his pregnant girlfriend over her, leaving her heartbroken and alone.
Leia's only choice was to leave the Pack and try to fit into the human world. But fate had other plans for her as she encounters her stepbrothers, Alpha Xavier and Alpha Kai, leaders of the Black Moon Pack. Both of them sense Leia as their mate, which means she must confront not one, but two potential mates. As the unknown threat of their past begins to resurface, Leia must find the courage to face her fears and accept her destiny. Will she be able to embrace her true form and rise to the challenges ahead, or will she succumb to the overwhelming pressure?

“Mommy, can you tell me how you went from being a maid without a wolf to the Luna of the werewolf kingdom?” Cecilia asked, hugging her favorite plush doll, her big blue eyes looking up at me with curiosity. I had just given birth to her when all the conflicts finally ended, so she could only hear my story through others. My husband looked at me with a smile, still as handsome as ever, as if the years had favored him, leaving no trace on his face. “Darling, I’d love to hear it again, too. Why did you choose me in the end?” I sighed, glancing at them both with a smile. “Alright then, how about we start from the very beginning?”The Krystal Williams without wolves is spurned by the wolves and lives in the wolves like a maid. But it is surprising that she was found to be the mate of John Harris, one of the heirs of the werewolf kingdom. But in the face of John's pursuit, Krystal can not let go of her long disappeared first love Daniel. Later, in order to help John get the throne, Krystal reached a contract with John and set foot on the path of the future Luna. The relationship between the two also grew closer, but the cloud of fate did not dissipate. Daniel appeared in a new identity and joined the battle for Krystal; Krystal no Wolf reason is revealed, but brought more mystery. Who will Krystal choose? Will she be the first Luna in history without a Wolf?

Silver poisoning struck, and my mother's life hung by a thread.
I knelt and begged my partner Selene to use the 100,000 gold coins from our war spoils to purchase Moonlight Holy Water, but she coldly refused with a sneer: "An ordinary silver poison patient isn't worth wasting resources on." She then turned and spent 80,000 coins on a necklace for her male lover.
My mother died in my arms as I ground my teeth and swallowed my tears of blood.
But when the patrol came to collect the body, she finally discovered—the one sent to be buried deep in the mass grave wasn't my mother at all, but her own biological mother.
She had personally buried her own mom!

When her marriage comes to an abrupt end, Sparkle tries to channel her pain into saving a dog that has been condemned to die after being involved in a terrible accident, but after a few weeks, she makes the horrible discovery that the dog she saved is, in fact, no dog at all. She saved a badly injured wolf she has mistaken for a husky. He's a powerful alpha who is very ruthless to humans, and Sparkle is no exception, or is she? Find out what becomes of Sparkle when Dalton finally regains his strength and reclaims his pack.


I saved a dying husky from being euthanized, not knowing I was bringing a billionaire Alpha werewolf into my bed. My husband divorced me because he thought I was infertile, kicking me out for a dog he was allergic to. I had nothing left but the injured animal in my backseat. I nursed him, bandaged him, and poured my broken heart out to him. But one morning, the dog was gone. In his place stood Dalton Roux, the most powerful Alpha in the city. He didn't just thank me. He kidnapped me to his mansion, claiming it was for my "protection." "You saved my life," he whispered, his voice dropping an octave as his hands roamed my curves. He pinned me against the wall, his massive erection pressing against my thigh, growling possessively.

“Go find one of those perfect little she-wolves lined up to mate you. Play your Alpha card on them. I’m sure they’ll beg to be marked..maybe they’ll even let you f—”

“Seliene!” he snapped, his voice a roar as he grabbed my wrist.

“Stop touching me!” I shoved at his chest, voice rising despite the sting in my throat. “Stop acting like you care when all you've ever done is hate me!”

Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “There are plenty of men who would take me to bed without second-guessing it. Maybe I should let them. Maybe I should—”

His hand tangled in my hair so fast I gasped, and the next thing I knew, my back was against the wall.

Ronan’s eyes were glowing now—not just anger, but something else. Something deeper. His wolf was there, right under the surface, growling low and dangerous.

“Oh?” I taunted, my body betraying me with a subtle tremble of arousal. “What is this? You don’t want me, but no one else should touch me either?”

His growl deepened, vibrating between us, and then his mouth crashed down on mine.

I moaned before I could stop myself, and that only seemed to provoke him further. He pressed harder, his body pinning mine, every inch of him demanding, claiming.

He groaned into my mouth, his thigh sliding between mine and pressing upward. I gasped, my head hitting the wall as pleasure sparked through me.

“Don’t want to touch you?” he growled against my lips. “I want you with every damn breath.”


Seliene, a fierce half-breed hiding heartbreak behind a defiant tongue, and Ronan, the brooding Alpha who once rejected her, ignite in a moment of raw passion and buried longing. Bound by a mate bond they both try to resist, their chemistry is undeniable, dangerous, explosive, and edged with the pain of a love neither dares to admit.

“Do you, Alex Snow, take Jennifer Walker, to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

Soon to be husband looks at me with the eyes of a beast, ready to rip me apart at any second as he says tightly “I do”

Although he just vowed to take me as his wife, to hold, love, and cherish, his ‘I do’ vowed something else entirely.

It was an oath to make me suffer horribly at his hands.

As soon as the words “I do” left my mouth I was certain, I just sealed my fate by marrying Alex Snow.

And my fate was crystal clear, death is coming for me sooner rather than later.

In a small town called “Snow”, known in all of Alaska for its huge illegal smuggling business on the border of America and Canada, Alex Snow; the new leader of the Snow clan that controls and dominates the smuggling territory, forces Jennifer Walker into marrying him against her will.

After his father gets murdered at the hands of Jenny’s father, Patrick Walker, the Snow clan vows to take their revenge on the whole Walker bloodline.

But killing the responsible man sends both families into a blood feud as both clans vow to make the other one pay.

The only way to stop that bloodbath from turning into a m******e, and claiming more innocent lives was a peace offering in the form of marriage from both families.

Jennifer’s world turns upside down as she turns out to be the one Alex Snow asked to marry specifically to stop that war.

Her only thought at that moment was “He is going to make my life a living hell”

The town Snow and everything it illegally represents is real inside the world I created in this book. It’s as real as you make it to be, but It doesn’t exist in real life

“My body aches to taste you,” Alpha Dante growled against his Luna’s neck, his breath hot and ragged as it brushed over her skin.

“Mmhmmm… Then take a bite,” Stormy whispered, trembling as Alpha Dante’s fangs grazed her skin.


When the moon rises, desire takes over, and lust turns into something far more dangerous.

The Orgy of Desire: Werewolf Erotica Collection is a wild collection of stories where pleasure knows no bounds, pulsing with lust, power, and surrender.

Within its pages, raw hunger, overwhelming sensations, and forbidden cravings ignite between Werewolves and mortals, mates and rivals, predators and prey.

Each story smolders with primal tension, where dominance melts into submission and every touch burns with ecstasy and damnation, leaving you trembling, wet, and desperate for more.

Alphas crave Omegas.
Omegas ache for Alphas.
Betas burn for ecstasy.

After Grace Foster married into the Hayes family, everyone eagerly awaited the day she would give birth to an heir for the ailing young master. Grace thought marrying Alexander Hayes meant she was doomed to a lonely life, especially since her husband was in a coma. But to her surprise, he suddenly woke up. Overnight, with nothing more than a divorce agreement, she was cast aside by the wealthy family.
Seven years later, Grace returns with two sons by her side—and a line of men eager to become their stepdad. The thing Alexander regrets most is forcing Grace to sign those divorce papers. Now, the once-proud man will do anything to win her back—showering her with love, even risking everything for her.
But winning her heart again isn’t so easy, especially when his two mischievous sons seem determined to stand in his way. Alexander never expected that the biggest obstacle on his journey to win back his wife would be these two little troublemakers!

“You’re supposed to hate me right now,” I whispered.

Louis’s fingers gripped my chin, his thumb brushing slowly across my lower lip. His voice was low, rough, almost dangerous.

“I do,” he said. “But that doesn’t stop me from wanting you.”

My breath caught as I looked into his darkened eyes.

“Then stop pretending,” I whispered, pulling him closer. “Or admit this was never fake.”


In a single devastating night, Serena Reed dies betrayed—only to wake three years earlier with memories of her family’s ruin, her lover’s betrayal, and everyone who destroyed her.

This time, Serena won’t be the victim.

Armed with deadly foresight, she creates the perfect revenge plan: make Louis Maverick—her ex’s brooding best friend and the campus’s untouchable star quarterback—become her fake boyfriend.

He’s supposed to be nothing more than a weapon.

A way to make her ex regret losing her. A pawn in the game she’s determined to win.

But fake dates turn into stolen moments, staged kisses become real, and the line between revenge and love begins to disappear.

Because Louis is more than the charming quarterback everyone sees. Behind his billionaire image lies a world of secrets Serena never expected.

One fake relationship. One dangerous attraction. One chance to rewrite fate.

But falling for Louis Maverick might be the one thing Serena can’t control.

Hi, My name is Kat and I feel like I should make something clear. I am no expert on magic and there's no reason why I should be. Us humans only discovered that magic exists a few years ago and really it wasn't the big deal you would expect. it exists, I don't have any magic of my own so it makes no difference to my life.

So when I get asked to play tour guide for a stupidly handsome fae as he attempts to capture some escaped criminals I realise that the fae know about as much about us as we do about them. I find myself helping him navigate weird human things like mobile phones, credit cards and why we wait at red lights when there are no cars approaching.

It's safe to say that I'm a little overwhelmed by it all.

But it will be fine, right? I mean, It's not like I'm the one facing down criminals or, even worse... Crazy fae fangirls. All I have to do is show the hot guy around and do my best not to embarrass myself too much in the process. What could go wrong?

Wish me luck!

"She was mine first," Dimitri whispered, his voice deadly calm. "And you stole her in the dark."
Dimitri and Alexei Volkov—twin brothers, mafia kings, two halves of a single shadow. They ruled cities together, buried enemies together, breathed through each other’s rage and silence. Nothing had ever broken them. Not bullets. Not blood. Not betrayal from the outside world.
Until her.
Irina was Dimitri’s quiet refuge, the only softness in his brutal life. His maid… yet the only woman he ever allowed close. She soothed him without knowing it. She steadied the chaos he lived in. Over time, she became the one thing he couldn’t live without.
He loved her. Deeply. Quietly. In a way a monster shouldn’t love anyone.
But one night changed everything.
A drunken party. A dark hallway. A room lit only by shadows. Alexei wearing Dimitri’s robe. Irina whispering a name that wasn’t his. A mistake born from darkness—a moment that spiraled into sin.
And now… Irina carries the child of the wrong brother.
When Dimitri learns the truth, something inside him shatters. Rage becomes a living thing in his chest. Alexei’s smirk—claiming Irina, claiming the baby—turns brotherhood into war.
For the first time in their lives, the Volkov twins are standing on opposite sides.
One wants the woman he loves.
One wants the woman who will give him an heir.
And Irina… is trapped between a love she didn’t choose and a fate she never asked for.
Two brothers.
One woman.
A child powerful enough to crown one king…
and destroy the other.
In the Volkov world, betrayal is paid in blood.
And this time, the blood spilled may belong to the brothers themselves.
When this war ends… who will be left standing?

[Where is Bryce?] I signed.

Serena's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Looking for your husband?" She tilted the phone away from her face, panning across the rumpled sheets until the camera revealed Bryce.
 
He was naked, sprawled across the king-sized bed, fast asleep. One arm stretched beneath Serena's neck, the other hand rested possessively on her bare breast.

"He's exhausted," Serena whispered, the camera returning to her smirking face. "We've been at it for hours. Did you know he calls my name when he comes? Has he ever done that with you?"

Evelyn lost her voice due to an accident in her childhood, which made her the mute wife when married to Bryce Finch. After three years of marriage, her husband ignored her, her mother-in-law despised her, and her husband's lover humiliated her. On her birthday, Evelyn recorded the evidence of her husband's infidelity and decided to leave this marriage. Just then, she discovered that she was pregnant. What’s more, she found that there were still many secrets about herself that remained unsolved... Thus, she began her counterattack.

Zara Torres has three rules at Harlow University.
No drama. No distractions. And absolutely no hockey players.

She breaks all three before October ends when a journalism assignment lands her in Declan Mercer's orbit starting center, infuriatingly perceptive, and somehow always exactly where she isn't expecting him.

Zara tells herself it's professional. She's documenting the ice conflict between two programs sharing one rink. She's not falling for the guy who shows up at six AM with terrible coffee and the unsettling habit of telling her the truth.

She's definitely not thinking about the jump.

The quad Lutz she hasn't fully landed in two years. The fall that broke her wrist and quietly broke something else. The confidence she rebuilt around a gap she keeps pretending isn't there.

But when a journalism assignment becomes something larger, a testimony, an investigation, a story that reaches backward through thirty-three years and fifteen countries. Zara discovers that the thing she thought was a skating problem was never really about skating.

It was about learning who built the walls around the thing that was hers.

And deciding to tear them down anyway.

This story is a young adult sport romance about the cost of excellence, the courage of going first, and what it means to fight for the thing that was yours before anyone decided it was worth something.

The ice was hers first.

She just had to remember that.

"You're going to run on the count of three, Janice Cross," He whisper. "And make sure you don't let us find you."
"No… Lucian."
I moved my gaze to the men at either side of him, willing—begging them to say something.
Help me. "Calder, please… Aiden…"
Both turned their heads to the side. They couldn't even look me in the eyes as they chose their brother.
"One."
"Lucian…"
"Two."
"I didn't mean to."
"Three."


After losing the man she believed she would marry and her parents within a week, Janice just wants to care for her sick sister. She doesn't want a man. She doesn't want three men.
But one night is enough to change her life and point her in a new direction.
Aiden Grant. Calder Vaughn. Lucian Graves.
She doesn't expect the line to blur when it comes to these older men.
And when it comes to an end, she does not expect these men to continue wanting her as badly as she wants them.

After eight years in the military, Frank Moore returned to New York.

He had intended to attend his comrade's sister's wedding, only to witness her being utterly humiliated by mafia thugs, forced to drink their foot-washing water.

Enraged, Frank crippled the young thug's legs, condemning him to a wheelchair for life.

Faced with assassins from both the underworld and above, Frank made a phone call.

Hundreds of elite mercenaries descended from the sky, and the entire New York mafia fell to their knees in terror.

The tide in New York was about to turn!

"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.

“You don’t know me,” he murmured, pressing me against the mirrored wall of the room, his gaze sharp, burning with an intensity that made my heart race. “But your fiancé calls me ‘Uncle.’”
Uncle?
I gasped, trying and failing to stay composed. “Then why are you here?”
He leaned in, his voice low, almost a whisper. “To stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life—by marrying me instead.

Celeste Ashford had always been the perfect daughter—silent, obedient, and engaged to the man her family chose. But perfection is a prison, and the price is her life. Betrayed by her fiancé and half-sister and murdered by her stepmother, Celeste’s story should have ended in the coldness of a hospital room.
But fate had other plans.
She is reborn a month before her death, Celeste makes a choice that shatters the Ashford legacy—she walks away from her engagement and marries his uncle instead. Lucien Blackwell is cold, calculating, and infuriatingly untouchable. Their marriage is a contract. Their chemistry, undeniable. But behind his detached mask lies a secret powerful enough to bring empires to their knees—just like the one Celeste plans to burn down.
As lies unravel and enemies close in, Celeste discovers that her new husband isn’t who he claims to be. Neither is she. Because this time, she’s the woman rewriting the rules.
This time, she is out for revenge.

He called her boring. He said their marriage was a mistake. Then he left her bleeding, heartbroken... and pregnant.

Lily devoted seven years of her life to a man who only saw her as a convenience. When her husband, Alex, demanded a divorce, she begged him to stay only to discover he'd already proposed to his ex… and planned it all behind her back.

But betrayal wasn’t the end, it was just the beginning.

Left for dead, humiliated, and crushed by the ultimate heartbreak, Lily had nothing, until a billionaire stranger offered her a deal: a contract marriage, a new identity, and a chance to make the man who shattered her beg on his knees.

She accepted.

Now, Lily is no longer the soft-spoken housewife he threw away, she's the storm he never saw coming. Beautiful. Untouchable. Dangerous.
And Alex? He’s about to learn that the woman he underestimated is now the one who holds all the power. He broke her soul. Now she’s coming for him…

He called me his lucky charm. I never knew I would become the price he was willing to pay for.

Wren Kelly was never supposed to belong in Cole Ashford’s world. She was the daughter of a building manager, while he was the heir of a wealthy family and a rising tennis star.

But since childhood, Cole believed she was the secret behind every victory. Until one desperate night, Wren had no choice but to make a deal with him—four years of her life in exchange for the money that could save her mother.

She thought she was selling her freedom.

She never expected that the boy who needed her luck would one day need her heart even more.

A mysterious old man’s visit flips Yvette’s world, transforming her from a chaos magnet into a magic academy student. She thought the trouble was over. She was wrong.

Fumbling into forbidden zones, Encountering a man riding a dragon, and being brutally betrayed by her closest friends, Yvette is now a target—battered, bruised, and caught in endless trouble.

Then, he arrives.

A man so breathtakingly gorgeous he radiates power. He is done hiding. Stepping into the light, he chooses to face St. Daye Academy, vowing to stand by Yvette’s side forever...

Freya's POV

Cold raindrops pelted my face, mixing with the stinging pain on my cheeks. I couldn't tell if it was rain or tears.

The black Bentley's windows blocked out the noise from outside, but they couldn't block the chill radiating from the man in the back seat.

Blake Jenkins held an unlit cigar between his fingers, his eyes as cold as ice.

When his gaze swept over me, there wasn't a trace of warmth—only deep-seated hatred.

"Freya Stewart, remember your place."

His voice was low and hoarse, each word drilling clearly into my ears.

"Starting today, you're no longer the adopted daughter the Jenkins family doted on. Now you're just a nanny, a servant to wait on Lena."

My body trembled violently, my fingers clutching desperately at the hem of my clothes.

I lifted my head, eyes red and rimmed with tears, my voice shaking uncontrollably: "Blake, you went through all this trouble to find me just to make me a nanny for you and Lena Johnson? Why should I? What happened back then..."

"Shut up!" Blake cut me off sharply, crushing the cigar hard into the ashtray.

"You still dare bring up what happened back then? If it weren't for you, how would my parents have died so horribly? I almost didn't survive either! If it weren't for your gambling-addicted father, how would Lena have ended up disabled, stuck in a wheelchair for life!"

The night before the engagement, Rosaline was tricked by her cousin. She was drunk and sent to a stranger’s room. She broke free from their control, went to the next room through the window, and had a one-night stand with a mysterious man.

She didn't want to have anything to do with him, so she matched wits with him and finally escaped. The man stared at silhouette with a smile: "You will never escape from me."

It was five years later when they met again. Neither of them recognized each other, but she was stopped by him in a dramatic way,
"Sir, anything can I do for you?"
"Yes."
"So, what's the matter?"
"I need a wife." He looked at her, and his lips twitching slightly.
"Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"I needed a wife, and you are just the right one for me."
"What! Why?"
"I don't like women who are too beautiful or too smart."
“...”
"I'll see you at the Bureau House at ten a.m. tomorrow."
“...”
What?Was she proposed by the richest bachelor in this City!

Four desperate men—Adrian Kane, Liam Cross, Ezra Black, and Damien Hart—receive identical invitations promising unimaginable wealth in just thirty days.
There’s only one condition: survive.

Taken to a secluded estate and cut off from the outside world, they are thrown into a series of escalating challenges where failure is not an option—it’s a death sentence. What begins as a high-stakes competition for money quickly turns into something far more sinister: a controlled experiment designed by a shadowy organization that rewards ruthlessness and punishes hesitation.

Alliances form. Trust shatters. And every decision comes with a cost.

As the days grow darker, the truth becomes clear—this is not a game meant to be beaten. It is a system designed to break them, reshape them, and choose only one survivor.

In the end, only one will walk away.

And survival may be the worst fate of all

When I called my husband with trembling hands, clutching my cancer diagnosis, all I heard was his sweet laughter with his young, hot influencer girlfriend. Ten years of marriage, and when I needed him most, he chose betrayal.

In divorce court, I was painted as the "crazy ex-wife" while the entire internet mocked me. Everyone took their side. No one knew I was fighting for my life.

Until the day he finally learned the truth.

“Smile, Natalie,” Callum whispered before he walked onstage.

So I smiled while he thanked another woman for the crisis plan I had written. I smiled when he pinned my grandmother’s sapphire brooch to her dress. I even smiled when his message came in, canceling our nineteenth appointment at the county clerk’s office.

Then I walked out with our unsigned marriage license papers in my purse and called the one CEO he hated most.

By the time Callum realized I wasn’t waiting anymore, I had already taken my name, my work, and my future back.

Eighty-eight times.
That was how many times I had put on a white dress, or packed my ID, heading to the registry office to marry Harrison Churchill. And eighty-eight times, I ended up in an ambulance.
The first time, it was a street drive-by. A bullet tore through my shoulder just two blocks from City Hall.
The fifteenth time, a car bomb shattered three of my ribs.
The forty-second time, a steel frame plummeted from a construction site, cracking my skull.
......And this time?
The eighty-eighth time. A massive cargo container "accidentally" slipped from a crane at the docks, crushing my car.
Maybe, it’s time to say goodbye.