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"I'm all yours, take me," she whispered, running her finger all over the bare part of the chest, and sealing her fate with that one word.

"Once you become mine, you are mine alone!" He whispered the warning.


On that forbidden night of her eighteenth birthday, Eleanora's bond linked her to the one man she wished ill upon, the same man that had taken her innocence and disappeared without a word, the ruthless Alpha Alaric; worse still, he was the older brother to the man she secretly desired.

Torn between two brothers, one who owns her soul yet forbids her touch and the other whose forbidden touch she yearns for, Eleanora realises that there is more to her mate mark than just a claim.

She was not just a target but prey hunted by both brothers for far darker motives.

In a bid to change her fate, she journeys farther into a perilous territory; doom is now inevitable.

“I should have refused.” I shook my head, my eyes sweeping towards the silver eyed devil standing before me, with no ounce of guilt or remorse in his eyes. “I should have never married you.”
“That hurts my feeling.” That was a cruel joke, because we both know that he doesn’t even have feelings to begin with. “But there isn’t any man who could love you like I do; not even Thorne.”
I paused when his long, cold index finger trailed my face stopping at my lips, and his eyes met mine again.
They were dark… with lust.
“Fuck you.” I muttered with hate and anger dripping in my voice.
“I believe even right now, all you want is me.” He mused and he wasn’t wrong, because he never said I couldn’t leave. Yet, I found myself staying, and hoping he would change. “And all that completes me is you.”
I shut my eyes as he slammed his lips against mine.


Eden Montclair is your everyday surgeon who tries to get by every surgery without complications, she has created high hopes for herself that she would inherit her grandmother’s hospital.
She soon finds out that the hospital was dying and they might need to merger it with the biggest healthcare foundation in the country, only on the condition that her little sister, Evangeline marries the heir to the foundation.
Eden’s life soon falls into chaos when Evangeline ran away to avoid that fate, and now Eden is in the front line to marry the Heir of the Adler Foundation.
Theron Adler.
A cold-blooded and precise surgeon, who doesn’t have many interests in life, and a diagnosed psychopath.
That’s not all, he is also the elder brother of her ex-boyfriend and they both had history together.

"You will keep teleported back if you choose to want to be with him, remember it!" The kindest man turned into a villain.

"I won't lose you to him again!" The ruthless man turned into soft.

In between them, Choi was bewildered to choose her right future partner.

While she was anxious between them, her family members tried to kill her for the property that was going to be her.

Who will she choose? And the teleportation will keep turn the table again and again to make her life worse?

Let's see in the chapters!

Mandy's emotions ignite when she meets Jason, her brother-in-law. Amid a whirlwind of feelings, she finds herself trapped in an emotional dilemma, forced to choose between love and the burning desire that consumes her.

My woozy brain managed to register my body being laid on a soft bed... I held on tightly to his neck, grinning stupidly, "you're so handsome. I like to kiss handsome men."
A soft chuckle, "darling, you..." I raised my head to jam my lips with his, cutting him off.


The accident that was meant to end her, put Roxanne in coma for a year. When she woke up, her memory was a blank. Then she finds herself in a contract marriage with Josh Caldwell, her CEO husband, who's betrothed to marry the true heiress of the powerful Gilmore Empire.
Five years later, her husband's woman is back. Vanessa Gilmore — the beautiful, manipulative heiress of Gilmore Empire. Roxanne is tossed aside.
The boy she'd taken care of since he was a baby was snatched from her. She has lost...and she knows it. Then comes Kylian Caldwell, the half brother of her ex-husband, a well known playboy and black sheep of the Caldwell, to the rescue.
With him by her side, she's about to discover that the past isn't dead...and that her memory holds the key to unlocking secrets, including her stolen identity and the child she didn't know she'd given birth to.
But when the truth finally comes spilling and two brothers fight for her heart, will she be able to stand against the enemies who will stop at nothing to keep what is rightfully hers, even if it means driving a wedge between her and the man who's ready to rain down hell just to protect her?

When the zombie apocalypse hit, my elder brother shoved me into a horde of the undead. Now, I've been reborn exactly five days before the end of the world, and he's trying to scam me out of my winning lottery ticket with a beat-up old ring. What he doesn't know is that this ring is a genuine pocket dimension artifact. He thinks he's pulling the ultimate con, completely unaware that I'm going to use this very relic to forge my own post-apocalyptic empire. This time, I'm going to make them pay back every last thing they owe me.

WARNING …. WARNING…. This isn't your regular werewolf romance. This novel is a bloody werewolf romance with rated scenes that you could find disgusting at any time. In case you do not have the heart to read it, please you can quit it. But at the same time, I'll be glad if y'all could support my first story.

Blurb

When a banished Luna became a slave to the most dangerous Three Alpha brothers. Ashina thought everything that was happening to her was just a mere dream, but little did she know it was never a dream but her reality.

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It all started on the night before her birthday When she suddenly received the doctor's reports that she was pregnant. How? When? Not when her husband, Alpha Ethan is an impotent man who has an extremely low sperm count. Secondly, the arrival of her stepsister, who happens to be her husband's long-awaited mate. Everything happened just the night before her birthday.

Ashina thought she didn't have anything to worry about since her husband had chosen her as his wife and cherished her a lot. She thought it didn't matter that her stepsister was her husband's mate.

While expecting the man to reject her stepsister, Jessica just like he said he would, instead she was the one that got rejected and banished from the pack.

“I, Alpha Ethan, reject you as my wife and banish you from the pack, Ashina!” Those were the words playing in her head when she left the pack and finally crossed the border with her maid.

But little does she know that there's more awaiting her when she finds herself begging for her life in front of the three most ruthless alpha brothers.

The rules were supposed to keep me safe:

Rule #1: Fix my shattered swimming career.
Rule #2: Hide the crippling panic attacks drowning my future.
Rule #3: Never, ever fall for my new coach.

Too bad Liam James is also my best friend’s brother.

After a tragic accident stole my parents, the pool went from my sanctuary to my worst nightmare. Enter Liam: arrogant, devastatingly intense, and brutally demanding. He thinks I’m a lazy, washed-up athlete wasting his time. I think he’s a heartless tyrant.

But every explosive confrontation at the pool edge only fuels a suffocating, forbidden chemistry we can't ignore.

He’s completely off-limits. Breaking the rules means risking my career, his future, and my best friend’s trust. But when the world spins out of control, his arms are the only place I can finally breathe.

Can we survive the forbidden heat, or will our secrets drag us under?

No matter how far I ran, no matter how deep I hid, I knew one truth… He would always find me.

Knock. Knock.

I jolted up from my sitting position, with my heart hammering in my chest.

Just as I was saying... He had found me.

But by the time he broke down the rickety door, I was already standing and facing him with a knife to my wrist.

I'd rather die than return home with him as his mate.


Eve thought she and her mother had successfully escaped her abusive father by getting married to the former Alpha of a pack far away from where they lived.

But all her hopes were cut short the moment she realized her new stepbrother, Alpha Saint, who was also the current Alpha of her new pack, was the same man she had a one-night stand with eight months ago, along with his best friend, Beta Kyrie. And on that fateful night, she had stolen very valuable items from these men.

Hated and controlled by her stepbrother, who saw her as nothing but a thieving whore, Eve decided to find solace in Kyrie, who was already falling madly in love with her. But Saint would rather fight his bestfriend to the death than let him anywhere close to the woman he was secretly obsessed with from the day he set eyes on her.

All hell was let loose when Eve turned twenty-one and found out that not only was she mated to the man she loved and desired – Kyrie. She was also mated to her overly possessive stepbrother, whom she dreaded with her life.


TRIGGER WARNING!

This is a dark romance novel, which might contain some unsettling themes rated 18+. It is everything dark and forbidden. Please, be guided.

I caught my fiancé in bed with my sister, so I married his sociopath older brother to save my legacy, and now I'm his favorite toy to break.
"I should have refused." I shook my head, my eyes sweeping towards the silver eyed devil standing before me, with no ounce of guilt or remorse in his eyes. "I should have never married you."
"That hurts my feeling." That was a cruel joke, because we both know that he doesn't even have feelings to begin with.
"But there isn't any man who could love you like I do; not even Thorne."
I paused when his long, cold index finger trailed my face stopping at my lips, and his eyes met mine again. They were dark… with lust.
"Fuck you." I muttered with hate and anger dripping in my voice.
"I believe even right now, all you want is me." He mused and he wasn't wrong, because he never said I couldn't leave. Yet, I found myself staying, and hoping he would change.
"And all that completes me is you." His lips cam crashing on mine.


Eden Montclair is your everyday surgeon who tries to get by every surgery without complications, she has created high hopes for herself that she would inherit her grandmother's hospital.
She soon finds out that the hospital was dying and they might need to merger it with the biggest healthcare foundation in the country, only on the condition that her little sister, Evangeline marries the heir to the foundation. Eden's life soon falls into chaos when Evangeline ran away to avoid that fate, and now Eden is in the front line to marry the Heir of the Adler Foundation. Theron Adler. A cold-blooded and precise surgeon, who doesn't have many interests in life, and a diagnosed psychopath.
That's not all, he is also the older brother of her ex-boyfriend and they both had history together.

On the eve of the apocalypse, magical beasts appeared in our world.
They possessed extraordinary abilities, and humans could master these powers by forming a contract with them.
In my previous life, my adopted brother chose a top-tier Wolf King pup.
But shortly after, the extreme heat apocalypse descended. The low-tier water snake I had contracted possessed the ability to conjure water and lower temperatures, inadvertently making me the envy of everyone.
Meanwhile, my brother’s Wolf King was universally despised for its excruciatingly slow growth and lack of immediate combat power.

Now, I have been reborn to the very day we chose our contracted beasts.
This time, my brother rushed ahead and snatched the water snake.
I know why.
He has been reborn, too.
But this apocalypse is not nearly as simple as he thinks!

I am the youngest Don of the Obsidian Family.
After an unexpected rest, my opponent sent me a street racing invitation.
I went to my brother's company to retrieve my car, but was drugged with ether by my brother's secretary.
She told me that no one could seduce her man.
She kicked my stomach, threatened me with a paper cutter to make a vow, and said her future sister-in-law is the youngest Don of the Obsidian Family—if I dared to retaliate against her, I would die miserably.
I looked at her coldly.
Really?
But I haven't agreed to be your sister-in-law yet!

I was the heir of Sliver Claw Pack, born with a crippled wolf spirit.
From the day I could walk, everyone said the same thing—
Only Harvey, the future Alpha of Black Moon Pack, would ever be willing to take me as his mate.
So when he publicly canceled our mate bond, I still believed every word he said.
He told me the woman had saved his life. He told me their bond was only temporary—three years. He promised that when those three years ended, he would marry me.
So I willingly became the lover who could never stand in the light.
Until the three-year deadline approached. To negotiate with a rival Alpha, he pushed me— a woman born with a crippled wolf spirit, a woman who could not even shift— into a brutal forest trial filled with beasts.
He said it was the last time. He said that when it was over, he would marry me.
But when the leopard tore open my chest, I finally understood— The wolf placed last in the pack…was the one abandoned to die.
Yet the Moon Goddess gave me a second life.
When I returned to the age of twenty-two and saw him holding that woman’s hand again, I finally realized something.
This time, I would never be his shadow mate again.
And his insane younger brother—looked at me beneath the moonlight and blood and said, “Emma, I can be your mate.”

A cheating husband. A burning curse. One forbidden night with a stranger who isn’t a stranger at all.
When Rose DeLuca’s world falls apart, the man who saves her turns out to be the Alpha she was destined for....and the billionaire who’s ready to claim everything, including her.

18+ WARNING: This novel contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, betrayal, and dark romance.

In a realm where werewolves, lycans, and vampires battle for dominance, the balance of power once rested in the hands of the pureblood werewolf royalty—being born of untamed strength, speed, and the magic of the old gods.

That balance shattered the day the vampires slaughtered the royal families, aided by a traitor and an innocent mistake—a young pureblood girl named Sky, cast out, sold like livestock, and forgotten by history.

But fate does not forget.

From being a pleasure slave to a ruthless noble, to being hunted by vampires and hidden by a lycan prince, Sky's journey is paved with betrayal, passion, and suffering. When she’s sold once again, this time to the cursed Alpha King, a tormented ruler bound by rage and ancient poison, she becomes his only hope for salvation

A gang boss ground my treasured staff into dust with one boot. “A gutter-bred bastard from the slums, and you’re hiding something this delicate? Cripple him. Let him learn who runs this turf.”
I stared at the silver-white powder on the floor. It was the last relic my brothers left me.
I once swore these hands would be used only to save people, never to kill again.
But today, even the heavens refused to allow it.
I lifted my head slowly. The elven ears I’d kept lowered in submission rose one by one in the dark, sharp as a wolf’s.
“You’re asking me who runs this turf?”
My fist snapped out and caved in the boss’s nose.
I twisted backhanded. Three elite enforcers had their bones shattered in an instant, collapsing like sacks of rotten meat.
I grabbed the boss by the throat with one hand and hoisted his two-hundred-pound body into the air, eyes cold as if I were staring at a corpse.
“Three years ago, when I laid down the rules in this district, you didn’t even know where you were playing in the mud.”
“My things are not for you to touch.”

In my past life, my brother-in-law predicted the coming of an extreme cold apocalypse and claimed he would awaken a spatial ability on the day it arrived.
I didn't believe him, but under pressure from my wife's family, I purchased supplies anyway. Then the frozen apocalypse actually came.
I thought we'd survive together as a family, but my brother-in-law had bragged about his spatial ability and massive supplies before awakening. When his ability manifested, the space was pitifully small, and everyone he'd told came to rob us.
When food ran out, my wife's family turned on me, killing and eating me.
Reborn, I've decided to take revenge on my wife's entire family. And it all starts with secretly building my own shelter.

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.

When the apocalyptic red rain fell, my brother and I both awakened spatial abilities.

He awakened a space as vast as a mansion and was hailed by the entire family as their savior.

While I only awakened a "suitcase" and was ruthlessly drained of all my assets by my parents to support my brother, then kicked out of the house.

They mocked me cruelly: "We don't keep deadweights. Go wait for death in the 70-degree furnace outside!"

What they didn't know was that my brother's space had no preservation function—his stockpile of premium ingredients would soon rot into a pile of maggot-infested meat.

But my suitcase had upgrade attributes!

While they fought each other over a sip of putrid green water in the 200-degree hellscape,

I sat in the "Eden" I had created, watching herds of cattle and sheep, drinking ice-cold fresh milk.

I took the blame for my wife and went to jail, thinking I was protecting our family.

Five years later, when I was released from prison, my mansion was confiscated, my company fell into the hands of my younger brother, and the woman I loved with all my heart was nestled in my brother's arms, mocking my misfortune.

They had been having an affair for a long time, and even my imprisonment was a conspiracy meticulously planned by this despicable couple! What makes me even more furious is that my precious daughter was abandoned on the street like a stray dog, and subjected to beatings and bullying by their illegitimate son .

They thought that by draining my blood, they could forever condemn me to oblivion.

But they forgot that I was once an unparalleled genius in the business world.

Betrayed to death by my own brother, I was reborn before the apocalypse descended.
He rushed to seize the god-tier [Copy] talent first, leaving the trash [Purification] talent for me.
He thought that with this talent, he'd have no worries and reign supreme in the apocalypse.
Meanwhile, I quietly closed the last door of my fortress.
He didn't know that his prized copying ability had a fatal flaw.

My fiancée, with whom I've been in a relationship for three years, has threatened to break off our engagement for the hundredth time, forcing me to donate a kidney to her adopted brother, who's faking illness and acting like a hypocrite.

My biological parents even threatened to sever ties with me: "You have a healthy body. Ian has nothing but us. You can't even bear to part with a kidney. You're so selfish and cold-blooded!"

They don't know that my hands, which I used to play the piano, had already been crushed by gangsters while cleaning up their mess; they also don't know that at this moment, I have a critical illness notice for late-stage bone cancer in my pocket.

Seeing the undisguised disgust and indifference in my fiancée's eyes, I swallowed the taste of blood in my throat and calmly signed the consent form for the live organ removal.

"Okay, I'll donate. I'll give you back my life along with it."

Later, I died like a dog on the rusty operating table of a shady clinic, my bones and marrow completely drained.

But when I was truly reduced to dust and left without even a complete corpse... the truth about my vicious foster brother faking illness was exposed.

The aloof and arrogant female CEO who once treated me like trash went completely mad overnight.

She knelt desperately before my nameless grave, plunged a sharp knife into her abdomen, and collapsed in a pool of blood, pleading for me to see her one more time.

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.

My name was enough to send most people running, those that didn’t were fools, for they would feel my wrath. I am the king of darkness. The dark Tribrid, the one that changed the world. Countries have fallen by these hands.

It was best to stay on my good side. My mother thought she was protecting me, keeping my magic from me. That betrayal hurt the most.
She took a piece of me. I nearly killed her taking it back. I stopped aging at 30, but the darkness made me feel every bit of the 101 years I have had on this earth. Sucking every part of me away until I become what I am now, I used to fear the darkness, now I embrace it.

I met Ryland first. He was just as evil as me and werewolf; we continued our reign of terror until we met our other mate. I hoped for a woman, not that I was uncomfortable with my sexuality. Orion though was different, weaker. He didn’t agree with my past. He was much older us. Orion is a vampire and a little old-fashioned, but he was mine even though he annoyed me and frustrated me.

He hated me at first, but came to see reason and remained by my side even when he doesn’t agree, hoping to change me. Though now I think he has given up.

Then there was Evelyn, I thought I was complete until I met her. I wanted her, craved her and needed her more than I needed air to breathe. She was perfectly human and made perfectly for us. She is everything I never knew I needed and wanted. The moment I laid eyes on her, I knew she would be ours.
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Book 2 of forbidden Mate's

Book contains Reverse harem erotica content, mentions of abuse that could trigger readers please and to read at own risk.

Tyson and Ace, twin hybrid brothers and direct descendants of the Moon Goddess, thought life couldn't get any more complicated than being raised by their older brother, the Alpha King. But when Ryker found his second chance mate, they learn she has a missing daughter. The twins help find her and bring her home. Only when they do, they can’t help but feel drawn to the young girl. And on their seventeenth birthday, they find out she is their mate. The girl they helped raise as their own brother’s step-daughter was to be theirs. Though Lucy was only twelve, they knew she would be a handful when she found out in the future. Lucy is no ordinary hybrid but a mutated version, like her mother, and there is just one problem. She has no wolf. The scientists who experimented on her as a child killed her wolf counterpart, leaving her more vampire than wolf. Now, not only do the twin brothers have to wait for her to grow up, but they also have to hope she recognizes them when she does.

Lucy has always been different. Being a mutation of her hybrid mother, raised by her stepfather, the Alpha King and his two younger twin brothers, her life was never easy. She spent the majority of her life in captivity before her mother and her mate rescued her from the facility and brought her home. Little does she know that the two young men who have always been by her side since childhood and helped raise her, are hiding a secret. She is their mate. What will happen when Lucy finds out that the twins are her mates and that they have known about it all along? Can she look at them as anything more than family?

“Mate” He growls, making me spin around to find he was directly behind me, his hand gripping my arm as he tugs me against him.

“Dad” I scream petrified as I struggle to get out of his grip. My father and my brother Ryker both racing out before freezing, making me look up at the man who had hold of me.

“Alpha Tate let go of my daughter now” My father growls, stepping toward him, my brother included as they see the frightened look on my face. My uncle rushes out the door before stopping beside my brother.

‘Tate let her go, geez what’s gotten into you?” Damien asks him. Alpha Tate doesn’t let go though, instead yanks me closer to him and I see my sister run out a panicked look on her face.

“Mine” He growls behind me, making everyone look at each other, none hiding their shock at his words. My brother seems to regain himself faster before turning to the alpha.

“Let her go she is only sixteen, you are scaring my sister”

They were finally at a place where everything seemed to be going alright until suddenly it wasn't. The past has come back to haunt Evelyn and her mates. Thaddeus's past has come back with a vengeance to ruin them and destroy the very bond they fought so hard to save. Now faced with new challenges, and grief so strong it has torn them apart, can they find a way back to each other? Or will they be each other's demise?

This is the third book of the savage series and can not be read as a standalone.
Book 1 Sinful Mates
Book 2 Sadistic Mates

This book is Dark Paranormal Romance if you don't know what that means I suggest you look it up before reading, it contains triggers that readers may find distressing, read at own risk. This book is also Reverse Harem.

Five years ago, at the engagement party, Alice was schemed against by her malicious sister Nova and was cast out of the family. Nova seized their mother's only inheritance.
Pregnant and unwed, Alice didn't know who the father was.
Five years later, Alice returned with her three children, determined to reclaim everything that belonged to her. To her astonishment, she discovered that the father of her children was none other than her fiancé from five years ago.
Mr. Hall: "You gave birth to my three children. Why won't you accept me?"
Alice: "I need love."
Mr. Hall: "I will make you feel my deep love!"
Alice: "You womanizer, always flirting around!"
Mr. Hall: "Baby, my heart has always belonged to you!"
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Wearing a straw hat and marked by dermal nevuses, Chloe Davis, an unattractive country bumpkin, is about to choose her husband from three dazzling heirs.
Scorned by Michael, mocked by Liam, and eyed strangely by the rest of the Martin family, Chloe is determined to change her fate.
After shedding her disguise and revealing her true beauty, Chloe captured the hearts of the three heirs of the Martin family.
She is the mischievous sweetheart in Grant's eyes, the princess he wants to protect.
She is the perfect on-screen partner in Michael's eyes, the future star of the fashion world.
She is the most stylish motorcycle goddess in Liam's eyes, the elusive figure he can never catch up to.
Let's guess, who will Chloe ultimately choose to spend the night with and share her life with?

After the tragic death of her parents, Harlow and her twin sister, Zara, are forced into an omega sanctuary, a place that was supposed to protect them. But even in this supposed safe haven, Harlow discovers that she is not safe. In fact, there is something special about her that makes her a valuable commodity, and soon she finds herself up for auction.

But when her sister takes her place and ends up being killed by the pack she was meant for, Harlow realizes that she must flee for her life. She assumes her sister's identity, hoping to escape the attention of those who seek her. But she soon learns that she is not only being hunted by her bidders, but also by the authorities who think she murdered someone.

As Harlow tries to navigate a world full of powerful alpha packs, she discovers that being an omega is both a blessing and a curse. But there is one thing she knows for sure - she will not bend to the will of any alpha, no matter how powerful they may be.

When she lands a job with the very pack that has been hunting her, Harlow puts herself in a dangerous position. Will she be able to keep her true identity a secret, or will she be discovered and punished for running from her alpha?

In the fast-paced and dangerous world of alphas and omegas, Harlow must fight to survive while staying true to herself.

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

I was meant to wed the man I love, Damien Blackwell. Rather, I was humiliated in front of his whole family and falsely accused of business espionage. They ruined my reputation. My accounts were frozen. They took everything.
Then his uncle made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Cold, merciless, and frighteningly strong, Kael Blackwell offered me two options: marry him or perish in prison for crimes I didn't commit.
I'm now imprisoned in his penthouse, wearing his grandmother's ring and pretending to be his submissive wife while he treats me like the criminal he thinks I am. He keeps an eye on my calls, has authority over my life, and reminds me every day that I am under his command.
But when the truth finally comes out, when he realizes I was innocent all along, will his regret be enough? Or will I be the one walking away while he begs me to stay?
He wanted revenge. He got a wife he'll have to grovel to keep.

He owns me.

Not as a man owns a woman—as a master owns property. Legally. Completely. Efrem Mustafin, leader of one of the five Rings, the most dangerous man I have ever stood beside, and the only thing standing between me and a death sentence.

My name is Alaki Bea Miller. In the ground above, they call me something else: X.

That's what they call us—the inferior. The ones whose only crime is the blood in our veins. In this world, it is illegal to carry more than one bloodline, and I carry the proof of it in mine. I am not a person here. I am not human. I am an abomination, a flaw the system was built to erase.

So when Efrem saved my life, he could only do it one way the law would allow. He took me as property.

Before the watching eyes, I submit. I lower my head. I belong to him.

In private, it was only ever supposed to be pretend.

He says my word means nothing against his. That without him, I have no rights, no protection, no future. I know he’s right. And I can’t tell you when it stopped bothering me. Because the scariest part—the worst part—isn’t the facade. It’s that somewhere along the way, I stopped pretending. The surrender I was performing became real. And he, the man who could lose everything for owning me, risks all of it anyway.

Master Efrem Mustafin, he is.

Subject Alaki Bea X, I was.

My name is Alaki Bea Mustafin.

And in this world, I am Mustafin.

First, they killed my parents. So, I did the most rational thing at the time. I ran. Now I find myself at crossroads, as I am being hunted by werewolves in an unfamiliar city, and I had to weigh up my alternatives, both unappealing. Neither option had any sense of hope for me. I would be condemned.

Fae were the most powerful creatures in the world. As long as we had magic and our mate. Not one of my four mates was a good option, each one as brutal and cruel as the other. Darius was a demonic-Fae, Tobias Vampiric-Fae, then there is Lycus he is a Were-Fae and last was Kalen, Pure Dark-Fae, and they had been hunting me just like these wolves for years. But now, running low on magic and faced with death. I am left with two choices, let off a flare of my magic and beg for help, or die.

Now, I have found myself forced into a bond I never wanted, but I was out of options, and I just had to pray they would have mercy on me.

【This book is expected to be divided into two parts, comprising four volumes, telling a fantasy story about the struggle for the power of the five primordial elements on the Werewolf Continent. Many strong, resilient, and charismatic characters will appear.

Volume 1: Captive of the Ice and Flame Wolves (Completed)
Volume 2: The Price of Thunder (Completed)
Volume 3: Free Haven (ToIn Be WrittenProgress)
Volume 4: Children of the Earth (To Be Written)

Tip：
Volume 3 will meet readers in early April. At that time, you can search for "Free Haven" within this APP to read the new book.】

"You're just a lowly Omega!"

The moment Kane spoke those words, the last shred of hope in Ella's heart shattered. She had once believed that in the ten-year hell of the Blood River Pack, he was her only light. She had taken whippings for him, cooked his meals, held him close through frozen nights. He had promised to mark her, promised to give her a home. But after returning to the Silver Moon Pack, he married a noble Beta's daughter, poisoned their four-month-old child with wolfsbane, and coldly told her when she begged, "That child should never have come into this world."

When she pressed a glass shard to her own throat in a desperate stand, when she took a silver arrow meant for Alpha heir Julian just for a chance to escape her past, when she wore Luna's gown standing before the cage that once held her—Kane finally panicked.

But she was no longer the Omega who would cry for him.

She would survive, even if it meant becoming a blade in another man's hand.

Elena was born to lead, but her father strips her of her birthright and gives it to her younger brother. Desperate to get back at her father, she does the unthinkable: she sleeps with her father's greatest enemy, Alpha Axton.

But Axton is more than just a rival, he's her fated mate. And he's been searching for her not for love, but for revenge and a chance to destroy her father's pack. The next morning, Elena rejects him, walking away before he can trap her in his ruthless schemes.

But Axton does not take rejection lightly, and his retaliation is brutal: a leaked video, a ruined reputation, and a family that turns their backs on her drive her to flee the city in disgrace.

But when Elena disappears, she takes something Alpha Axton never planned to lose - his sons. Now, he'll stop at nothing to get them back. He wants his heirs, he wants his mate, and Elena will learn that no one runs from the Alpha.

Three Kings. One throne. And a mate they never wanted—until she became their greatest weakness.
Ripped from her bed and thrown into a world of blood and treachery, Zirah’s fate is sealed, a forced marriage to one of the three Lycan Kings, each more monstrous than the last.
These kings, cursed by their sins, pride, greed, wrath, envy, lust, and gluttony are at war, fighting to claim their father’s throne. But the last thing any of them want is a queen.
To them, Zirah is nothing but a pawn, an object to be used, discarded, or destroyed.
But they underestimate her.
If they think she will cower, they are wrong.
If they believe she will bow, they will bleed.
And if they want to break her, they’ll have to survive her first.

I wish someone had taught me you can’t make your happiness all about loving one person, because what happens when you lose them? What happens to what’s left of you after they’ve taken half of you?

My name is Elysian Reign, and unlike my last name, I’m not extraordinary. My mother died when I was born, and my father drank himself to death. I graduated with a Mathematics degree of which I hardly use as a junior Network Security Engineer. I live in a one-bedroom apartment around the corner of my favorite gym, and I have a Saint Bernard named Bubbles—unextraordinarily so.

His name is Cade Sinclair, and unlike me, he is extraordinary. His mother was one of my professors before she passed, and his father is the owner of Sinclair Enterprises. Yes, as in Sinclair Enterprises: the largest firearm manufacturer for the Armed Forces.

I should’ve known better. But you never imagine that the love of your life’s own father would go through lengths to make sure his son doesn’t end up with someone like you—even if it means forcing him into an experimental military hypnosis treatment.

After three years of putting myself back together, you’d think I’d have learned my lesson. You’d think that I would’ve double checked before accepting a job for a company his father happens to own. You’d think that I would’ve changed my identity and left the country after walking in on my first day to find that Cade is the lead Network Engineer on my team—aka, my boss.

Now, how am I supposed to work with him when he’s made it his mission to make my life a living hell? How am I supposed to make him—at the very least—tolerate me when he’s been hypnotized to hate me?

Four months pregnant, I was full of joy and wanted to tell my gang-boss boyfriend.
He had sworn that if we had a child, he'd stay away from the underworld, and live a normal life with me.
But when I appeared at his stronghold holding a first aid kit, I was treated as a bitch who wanted to seduce the boss and suffered cruel abuse.
The most ironic thing was that my husband and I were only separated by a wall, but his subordinates told him "another slut is pestering you", making him miss the moment when I needed him most.
When I woke his memory with a lullaby, it was all too late—our child had...
The good news had become a dirge. Having lost everything, I understood a truth:
Real revenge is not taking away life, but making the enemy fall into the abyss when they are happiest.

Can't believe the Moon goddess my own great great great grandmother would curse her own grandson to a life of misery. Blessings are what they say mates are, mine are a curse. Before I knew how badly mates could destroy you, tear apart your soul, I craved mine. Craved finding my other half, now I know better. Mate’s are a distraction one I couldn’t afford, yet here I am still searching for my little white wolf knowing I will be damned when I finally catch her, that I will once again have to tear off another piece of my soul when I am forced to kill this one too.

Mate’s are no blessing and the Moon Goddess, well I have given up on her, my mother is a pure hybrid a direct descendant of the Moon goddess herself, making her the hybrid Queen until she handed her title to me stepping down, now I am the cursed Alpha king. My father was a werewolf so the only good thing I got out of my mother being a hybrid was being the ultimate predator, luckily I was also blessed with a wolf. My twin sisters were like my mother, just hybrid's, no wolf's no shifting, my younger brothers were like me though, tends to run in the female side the hybrid genes. I only craved blood in wolf form, my sisters craved it all the time.

I won't stand for betrayal and having to kill her destroyed me. Yet now my grandmother has decided to fiddle with the Fates again and give me another dud for a mate. A second chance mate and this one has been eluding me for months now.


Book 4 hybrid Aria series but can be read as standalone

After three years of a cold, contractual marriage, Leon Cooper heartlessly divorced Tiffany Grey after a single night of passion. Realizing she had always been the villain in his eyes, Tiffany left, only to discover she was pregnant with triplets. However, after their birth, the mysterious disappearance of her second son left an indelible scar.
Five years later, Tiffany returned with her children, only to encounter Leon again. Her eldest son, Sam, recognized the little guy next to Leon as his missing brother. The two boys, united by their blood, swapped identities and devised a plan to make their proud CEO father win back their mother’s love.
The book is being serialized continuously.
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After reuniting with her biological parents, Zoey became a well-known failure. She sucked up in college, picked up fights, and skipped classes daily. Moreover, her engagement with the Scotts was called off due to her chaotic private life! Everyone was expecting her self-destruction. But unexpectedly, she slapped them in the face! She had a Ph.D. and was a renowned scientist. She was a national chess champion, a genius investor, a martial arts legend... As these undeniable achievements were uncovered one by one, countless people pursued her.
Meanwhile, Mr. Phillips, the business legend who once treated her with disdain, panicked: That's my wife! Get out of the way!
Thank you to the readers for your ongoing support.
The book will soon usher in a wave of updates.

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn’t anything that I wasn’t used to, because…the things I let him do to me?

When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He’d pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless.

Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting.


“I warned you, doll.” His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he’s still not letting go.

This is where the good girl in me dies.

“You’re mine now,” he whispers.


My name is Mercy—Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree.

His name is Marcel—Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn’t know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to.

As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn’t think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother.

I was vulnerable—naive.

My name is Mercy, and I am the Mafia’s Mercy.

My hips work shamelessly, riding his hand as he sucks bruises into my neck. This dirty secret, this indecent proposition so at odds with my buttoned-up life. The light, near-cruel flicks, rip a scream from my throat as I shatter, my eyes rolling to the back of my head, my body locking down in a bone-deep spasm.

I just had sex…with a stranger…in a dirty back alley…


"Be a good girl. Good girls get rewarded."

Bullshit.

Being a good girl doesn't get you jack shit, but a cheating husband and piles of credit card debt in your name—credit cards that he used to pamper his side piece, the mock with I really want to erase from my mind from that bitch: Maybe if you could give him a baby, he wouldn't need to go looking somewhere else."

After years of negative tests, how cruel is it that one reckless encounter with a stranger could succeed where my marriage failed? A strangled laugh escapes my lips, edging on hysteria.


The sexy man with dark eyes leans forward, elbows on his knees. "Who I am doesn't matter," he says, the words echoing in the marrow of my bones. "What matters is that you, Penelope, are carrying my descendant."

"Your…your descendant..?"

【If this is your first time opening this book, welcome to Ella's world.

But I must tell you—you've missed something.

Where did the scars on Ella's body come from? Why would Julian do anything to protect her? What exactly happened between Victoria and Kane that drove a woman to the point of no return? And why did Xavier, the man everyone called the "Crimson Flame War God," vanish without a trace when his family needed him most?

The answers to these questions lie in Volumes One and Two.

That's the story of how Ella walked out of Blood River's cage, step by step. It's the story of how Julian chose to believe in love amid the cold calculations of power. It's the story of how Kane tried to find himself again through loss and betrayal. Without those wounds, she wouldn't be who she is now. Without that darkness, you can't understand this light.

The fires of war in Volume Three have already been lit. But if you want to truly understand why these people are willing to die for each other—

**Please go back and start from Captive of the Ice and Flame Wolves.**】
Ella and Julian embark on their honeymoon, arriving at the legendary Free Haven.

Here, there is no Alpha rule, no hierarchy of oppression, yet a mysterious goddess who can prophesy storms guards the life and death of all.

Until the Orta Crown vanishes from the villa overnight.

The one who steals the Crown is Jax, Free Haven's most skilled thief. When he scales into the forbidden Wind Lighthouse with his prize, he witnesses the legendary goddess Celeste tending to whip scars on her body—this city's faith is built upon a girl's blood and tears. A bottle of cheap rum, a bag of fried fish—for the first time, the caged bird tastes what it means to be human.

But the moment the Crown touches Celeste, the dormant emerald suddenly glows—resonating with the earring left by Jax's father.

Years ago, an expedition ship named "The Albatross" salvaged some ancient power from the deep sea, then mysteriously sank in a storm. The captain and first mate, Celeste's father and Jax's father—what exactly did they discover in the depths?

When Blood River warships appear on the horizon, Alpha Louis wields a bone spear carved with runes, Victoria stands at the bow. Of the five elements, he has already mastered one. And Free Haven is merely a piece on his board, waiting to be overturned.

Order sustained by lies will burn in truth. When crown, bone spear, and storm awaken in the same night—some will become gods, some will become ash.