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Riley Quinn, a shy and overlooked college student, accidentally witnesses the campus queen sharing a forbidden kiss with a mysterious man whose dragon tattoo is impossible to forget. Hours later, the girl is found dead, and everyone believes it was suicide. But when an anonymous podcast claims it was murder, Riley realizes she may be the only person holding the key to the truth. As she digs deeper into a web of secrets, lies, and betrayal, Riley must overcome her fears and risk everything to expose the killer before she becomes the next victim.

The day I gave birth, I wasn't handed my crying baby, but a tight swaddle of blood-stained cash.
To secure his seat as the new Don, my husband had traded our newborn to Agatha—my own flesh-and-blood aunt, and the young wife of his paralyzed father.
Reduced to nothing more than a convenient incubator, I spent the next four years as a prisoner in my own home.
Ronald issued a ruthless order to his men: if I ever took a single step toward Agatha’s heavily guarded wing to see my son, I was to be shot on sight.
But a mother's desperation knows no bounds.
When my boy's fever spiked dangerously high, I blasted through armed guards and walked through a blazing inferno just to save his life.
Yet, the most fatal wound didn't come from the flames or the shattered glass.
It happened in the ER, when the four-year-old boy I nearly died to save woke up, shoved away my severely burned hands, and screamed for Agatha. He begged me to leave, crying that he just wanted to be a "real family" with his dad and the woman who stole my life.
Staring at the twisted family my husband and aunt had built upon my stolen motherhood, a sudden, icy numbness quieted my shattered world.
"Call me Mom one last time," I whispered through the ash and tears, "and I promise I'll never bother you again."

I’m a retired Special Forces soldier. After I got out, I handled problems people didn’t want on paper, and I’ve seen enough dirty work to last a lifetime.

When I finally retired for real, I wanted a normal life.

So I came back to the orphanage where I grew up, planning to adopt a quiet seven-year-old boy I’d kept in touch with for years.

But the moment I arrived, I was told he’d already been “adopted.”

I called the family to make sure he was safe. On the line he said, “I’m fine.”
Then I heard it—fingernails tapping in a pattern: three short, three long, three short.

The distress signal I had taught him.

I stormed into the director’s office and forced the truth out: the adoption papers were fake. He wasn’t taken into a home. He was sold.

They think I’m just a returning orphanage worker.
They have no idea what I’ve done out there—and no idea I’m very good at cleaning up this kind of mess.

The Percy Family Heir's Scandal Leaks Again!

Cecilia Davis sat curled up in the master bedroom, scrolling through photos of Edward Percy and Jessica Brown.

The photos were taken secretly, but from a sharp angle.

Through a car window — the two of them, going at it hard.

Cecilia let out a cold laugh, tossed the photos into the trash, and felt a wave of deep exhaustion wash over her eyes.

"Do I really have to cut it?"

"Ma'am, this is Mr. Percy's request. Only if you cut your hair as short as Ms. Brown's can we clear up last night's rumors. Of course, you don't have to go — that is, if you never want to see your brother again."

Edward's assistant Leo spoke with a dismissive air, not a trace of respect in his eyes.

As if she, the so-called Mrs. Percy, was nothing more than a joke that nobody needed.

And honestly, that's exactly what she was.

Freya, an abused Omega trapped in a brutal Beta household, hides her true nature behind a fake Alpha mask, dreaming of escape and belonging. A magical potion grants her the scent of an Alpha, letting her infiltrate the elite Crescent Moon Academy—home of the fiercest, most powerful werewolves. But living a lie becomes more dangerous when Silas, the Academy's playboy Alpha prince, starts noticing her. His unexpected attention throws Freya into a whirlwind of rumors, secret moments, and rising tension with his jealous fiancée, Elena. As the danger around them grows, Freya finds herself facing dark magic, betrayal, and a fight for survival she never imagined. But with courage, the help of loyal friends, and the love of a prince, she transforms from a scared girl into a pack-saving heroine. When the truth about her Omega blood is revealed, will the world that once hated her now accept the girl who saved them all?

“He’s failing math." I blinked, staring at Ms. Debby from across her desk. I was the best student, and Evan Anderson was the catastrophic failure. And now, I had to tutor him.

Evan Anderson was everything this school worshipped. Tall, sharp features, blue eyes, and wavy hair. He was arrogant, annoying, and a stupid jerk. I couldn't bear to be in the same space with him. But I needed the recommendation letter for my dream college.

I set the rules. He broke them. He showed up late, ignored my teachings, and acted like he owned the place. He was infuriating. But as we spent more time together, I saw a different side of him. A side that was vulnerable, quiet, and surprisingly sweet. When his crazy girlfriend attacked me, he was the one who defended me. He was the one who held me when I cried.

Now, I'm sitting in his room, and he's sick with a fever. He pulled me onto his bed, wrapping his arms around me tightly. "Are you real?" he whispered, his sleepy eyes searching my face. "Why do you have to be so beautiful?"

What is happening between us?

Warning: Smut! Smut!! Smut!!! Rated 18. Captured by an Alpha Daddy for Christmas contains possessive alpha behavior, forced proximity, age-gap romance, plus-size heroine, daddy-dom dynamics, jealousy, obsessive protectiveness, power imbalance, and holiday-season intimacy. Not suitable for readers under 18.
Dumped a week before Christmas, Annabelle "Belle" Evans forfeits her plan to spend Christmas with her narcissistic boyfriend in New York, and agrees to travel back home to Big Bear Lake with her perfect model sister and her nerdy brother-in-law. But a funny Christmas wish has other plans for her. When their car breaks down in the middle of nowhere, Belle wanders off for help and finds herself cornered by a wolf in the snowy woods. Just when she thinks she's about to be torn to pieces, a massive stranger appears—tall, broad, and sinfully hot, his eyes glowing amber in the moonlight.
He saves her life—and claims her as his.
"You'll be safer here," Jaxon murmurs, his gaze cold yet magnetic. "The full moon rules these woods. You'll be free once it's over."
"When will that be?" Belle asks, heart racing.
"After Christmas," he replies, leaving her unable to look away.
In his secluded cabin, every glance, every touch ignites a fire she hadn't expected. He's possessive. Obsessed. Dangerous. He's everything she wished for when she jokingly wrote to Santa for a "hot werewolf boyfriend." And the way he looks at her curves, the way his presence overwhelms her, makes her question what's real and what's forbidden. Now she's trapped in his arms, a prisoner to his touch, his heat, his growl, and the wild, wicked love burning between them might just make this her best Christmas ever.

"Men are scum and if I were God, I wouldn’t even create them."
Elena is everything she had ever wanted to be, a chef and a proud sister who confidently raised the child her mother left behind before being murdered by her father.
Daniel is charming in every way, has a Greek god like face, and is from a wealthy family but he has one problem however, he is not interested in women.
They both meet for a business deal and it is love at first sight for Daniel but not Elena it is not until he risks his life to save hers that sparks start to fly. Slowly, he melts this heart she thought she never had and they fall in love.
What happens when in the midst of all this, secrets from Daniel’s past start to unfold, secrets that threaten to ruin their relationship? Will their newly found love story make it through the trials and temptations?

Astra Vito thought her life couldn’t shatter more than when she buried her father, but grief isn’t the only storm waiting for her. Her cheating ex won’t let go and her father’s debts threaten to strip her family of everything. And worst of all, the dangerous Mortis clan wants her hand in marriage as payment.
But when Vincent Ross, her brother’s best friend and the man she has secretly loved for years steps in, everything changes.

Vincent is ruthless, rich, and feared as the youngest Don in the Ross Empire. To the world, he is untouchable. To Astra, he is the man she once had a crush on, the man she should never want.

Pulled between loyalty to her family and her forbidden attraction to Vincent, Astra is caught in a web of lies, danger, and desire. Will she surrender her life to a loveless fate, or risk it all for the man who was never hers to love?

But Vincent has already decided Astra is his. And he will burn Los Angeles to the ground to protect her.

What turned out to be a joke from him was forcing me to sign the divorce papers. I refused to sign until I knew why, he became cold, aloof me a lot and paid no attention to me anymore. 8 months ago, I signed a contract marriage with one of the richest billionaires in town. Not until I saw him shamelessly romancing with his ex-girlfriend, they were happy together, so I concluded inside of me, I signed the divorce papers and flee into the dark night alongside with a miracle.
Pregnancy! 3 years later, I returned to the city as a successful businesswoman alongside my son I kept away from the world. My mission is to revenge.World turns in my favor when his company became bankrupt and needed shareholders. My miracle has come, I'll anonymously reap him off everything he ever cherished. What happens when our parts crossed, and he founds out I had a child with him."Come back home WIFEY, you left with my heart." I heard his screeching faint voice begged me.BUT, will I ever forgive him for cheating on me?

She was sold at a very young age to a ruthless man, who had no feelings, or pity for others.
She became his slave, his toy of pleasure, and maltreated her a lot in the most horrible ways.
Likewise, she hated him, for the pain and everything he's done to her.
What happens when she finds out she's pregnant by the same man who made her life a living hell?
A curse or a miracle?? Find out…

I spent three years chasing the most popular guy on campus, only to be humiliated in front of the entire school.
My foster family treats me like a live-in maid. My biological father wants to drag me back into the gutter. And the loan sharks have made it clear that in three days, I'll be the one paying for my father's debt.
Everyone is waiting to see me fall apart.
What no one knows is that I already dreamed of the worst future waiting for me.

What turned out to be a joke from him was forcing me to sign the divorce papers.

I refused to sign until I knew why, he became cold, aloof me a lot and paid no attention to me anymore.

8 months ago, I signed a contract marriage with one of the richest billionaires in town.

Not until I saw him shamelessly romancing his ex-girlfriend, they were happy together, so I concluded inside of me, I signed the divorce papers and fled into the dark night alongside with a miracle. Pregnancy!

3 years later, I returned to the city as a successful businesswoman alongside my son I kept away from the world.

My mission is to revenge. World turns in my favor when his company became bankrupt and needed shareholders.

My miracle has come, I'll anonymously reap him off everything he ever cherished.

What happens when our parts crossed, and he found out I had a child with him.

"Come back home WIFEY, you left with my heart." I heard his screeching faint voice begged me.

BUT, will I ever forgive him for cheating on me?

"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.

Alexia James was one of the richest women in the world and she was married to Henry Lee.

Their marriage was just two weeks when Alexia began to get love messages from a secret admirer.

Each day when she goes to work, someone was always dropping love letters for her. Her car was always decorated with love quotes and beautiful flowers that she loved. Alexia wanted nothing more than to find the secret admirer.

But, what if this secret admirer was more than what Alexia could ever imagine.

Rejected for transforming from vampire to human, Evan was sold into slavery by her brother to protect her from their parents’ execution.

From a slave, she became a maid in the service of Duke Ezekiel, who claimed her as his own. He fed on her blood—blood that tasted unlike any other. Suspicion gnawed at him; this girl was no ordinary human. She was something greater, something the world itself was searching for. And if that was true, he swore he would be the only one to possess her.

A kingdom of corruption—that is my birthright.But before my father gives me the throne that’s rightfully mine, I must fulfill one condition:I must find a wife.Dani is the perfect target.Innocent, beautiful, unsuspecting.But vulnerable. Oh, so vulnerable.She says she doesn’t need me.But if there’s one thing I understand, it’s desire.That’s the only weapon I need to bring her world to its knees.So let the wedding bells ring.I’ve found my fake wife.And I’ll drag her to the altar if I have to

I was seventeen when I fell desperately in love with Orion Blake. He didn’t see the Holt heiress or the fortune. He saw me. Our love was forbidden, fierce, and all-consuming. In his arms, I believed forever was real. Until the night my father caught us and a gunshot that shattered my world. They broke me that night,my body and soul. But from the ashes of my pain, a vow was born: I would destroy the Holt family from the inside. Slowly. Painfully. Completely.
For years I played the perfect daughter. The cold, brilliant CEO. The obedient heiress. All while sabotaging everything my family held dear. Then my father forced me to marry Roman Kade, the ruthless CEO of KA Global, the man single-handedly dismantling my family’s empire. A man who looked at me with dark hunger and barely contained fury. A man whose touch sets my skin on fire even as he seems determined to break me. But Roman Kade has secrets of his own. Dangerous ones. The way he watches me… the familiar intensity in his eyes… it feels too personal. Too knowing. He thinks he’s the one in control. He thinks he can ruin me, but he has no idea I’ve been planning my revenge for years and he has no idea how deep my devotion runs… or how far I’m willing to go for Orion and for the child we lost. This forced marriage was supposed to be my prison but Instead, it’s becoming a battlefield where love, hate, and buried secrets collide. Because some loves refuse to die and some vows were never meant to be broken. When I had promised forever, i really meant forever. It was all for him. No one could have me, if i couldn't have Orion Blake.

ARDEN: I always thought getting accepted into Elite Order Academy would finally make my family proud.
Perhaps then they would stop controlling my every move. Maybe my brothers would stop resenting me. Perhaps I wouldn’t feel so invisible anymore.
No one believed I could do it—not even my mate, Alpha Jaxon Trevane.
The night I planned to tell him... I found him tangled in bed with my best friend.
Heartbroken and humiliated, I left everything behind and went to Elite alone.
But the academy isn’t the fairytale I dreamed about.
Beneath the grand halls and traditions, a brutal game is being played.
The four ruling Alphas of the North, South, East, and West fight for power, dominance... and now, for me.
A virgin. Untouched. Unclaimed. The prize they all want.
There’s the mate who shattered my heart and swears he’ll win me back.
The brilliant strategist who wants me as his Luna.
The dangerous playboy who promises no one will ever touch me but him.
And the cold, possessive Alpha who watches from the shadows—and would destroy anyone who dares to take me from him.
But in a place where love is a battlefield and lust is a weapon... falling in love might be the most dangerous thing I ever do.
Welcome to Elite Order Academy—where every desire has a price, and my body is the ultimate trophy.

Soraya Valeo has always been the wrong kind of alpha. A she-alpha born to two powerful alphas, yet weaker than even an omega. A twin, but the defective one. Where Bianca shines, Soraya is barely existent. Where Bianca shifts with grace, Soraya gets sick at the slightest push of her wolf. And because of their rare shared genetics, they share a mate too.

Everyone expects Kaelion Marcellus to choose Bianca. So when he does, it hurts Soraya, but it does not surprise her.
Heartbroken and done being the family disgrace, Soraya makes a single reckless promise to herself, for one night, she would let herself feel wanted.

The club she runs to is closed. But the man she finds there is not. A dangerously compelling stranger and a night in the backseat of his car that leaves claw marks on his leather and her soul.

Three days later, Soraya arrives at Wolfrite Academy with a new look, a new resolve, and a spark of pride she fought to earn. And then she sees him again. Her stranger is no ordinary alpha. He is the Alpha of Iron Fang. The Alpha of Alpha's.

And her ex-mate's father.

As murders begin to shadow the academy, and Soraya becomes the prime suspect, visions, secrets, and raw desire collide.

Is she truly the monster in her head?

Or does this academy have far more in-store for her than she thinks?

I had met Soren Ashvale twice.

The first time was in the university cafeteria, when I accidentally dropped my lunch tray and stained his outrageously expensive coat.

The second time, he stopped me beneath a streetlamp on a night ravaged by snow and wind, blocking my way. There was an undisguised, predatory hunger in his dark eyes—the kind only an Alpha wolf could possess. His scent pressed in on me, nearly driving the Omega instincts inside me out of control.

“Whatever your boyfriend can give you, Wren,” Soren said, his voice low and certain to the point of arrogance, “I can give you too. And more.”

I stopped and met his gaze. “What exactly do you mean?”

“Leave him,” he said. “Choose me.”

—

Later, everyone began to say that the untouchable heir to the Ashvale family had stolen his girlfriend from one of his closest friends. Rumor had it that the two of them had nearly come to blows because of me.

At a party, someone finally could not resist asking, “Is that true?”

“It has to be,” someone else replied with a sneer. “That woman never looked trustworthy. She probably seduced him first.”

Soren lounged lazily against the sofa, as though the gossip had nothing to do with him. But when he lifted his eyes and gave the speaker a cool, dangerous look, the room fell silent.

“No,” he said casually.

“I was the one who seduced her.”

—

Perhaps our relationship had been doomed from the beginning.

We went public loudly and recklessly, only to fall apart just as abruptly.

Years later, we met again.

On the other side of the wall, glasses clinked and laughter rose from the ballroom. Here, in the corridor beyond the door, Soren had me pinned against the wood, kissing me as if he had never managed to forget me during all the years we had been apart.

“Soren Ashvale, have you lost your mind?” I gasped, trying to push him away.

He only smiled, utterly composed and certain of his victory. His fingers brushed lightly over the curve of my ear, grazing the one spot that was far too sensitive.

“Say it louder, Wren,” he murmured. “Let everyone outside hear who you’re tangled up with.”

I've been engaged to the same man seven times.
Every time his first love Dove flies back, my engagement gets cancelled. And I get shipped off to another country.
But that's not the worst part.
Before I leave, I have to erase every trace of myself from our home. Take down the photos. Pack away my clothes. Remove my toothbrush so she won't feel "uncomfortable."
Seven years. Seven countries. Seven rings gathering dust in a drawer.
Zero marriage certificates.
He always promises we'll get married once she leaves. And like a fool, I believed him. Every single time.
Until now.
This time, I'm not coming back.

"Lily is mine," Harrison Carter declared, his dark gaze locking onto Juliette's. "Marry me, and I'll protect her. Refuse… and be ready for the consequences."
Juliet Harper swore she will never return to the city that broke her. But when a career opportunity takes her back to New York, she finds herself face to face with the last person she expected, Harrison Carter, a young billionaire, the man who shattered her heart into pieces.
Old wounds bleed into the present as secrets she thought were buried begin to surface. Harrison isn't just after her forgiveness—he wants control, and he's willing to use the one person she loves most to get it.
As secrets unravel, Juliette must decide: Can she risk it again? Or will her past destroy everything she's built?

Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, if she got to marry the man she loved for a decade, not abandoned by him.
"We can't have this wedding today. I'll get you a bigger one."And just like that, he rushed off, leaving her heart in shambles.
Some guests whispered and murmured loud enough for her to hear as they walked past her."She is not Luna material, everyone knows that."
"Not Luna material,"Flora scoffs, remembering that particular comment as she picks up her bouquet, ripping it apart flower by flower, "I bet Alice is,"she stares coldly at the picture of Adrian on the screen, in pain of only humiliation and sorrow
A bigger wedding? His promise only makes her realise how ridiculous and pathetic she has been.
She scoffs and shakes her head, no, she doesn't want a bigger wedding, she wants no wedding now.
When Alpha Adrian asked Flora to give up her dream to be by his side, she willingly accepted it and did So.
When he forgot her birthday for three years in a row and said he was sorry, she forgave him every time.
When he hurt her feelings time and time again, showing her he was more interested in her body than her soul, she stomached it and rationalized in her head that someday his love would mean more.
But when he strode into the venue of their wedding and told her he was calling it off instead of saying 'I do' to her because of his ex-girlfriend.
Flora realised the truth she had been denying herself all these years.
She is and will never be anything to Alpha Adrian so when Adrian comes asking for forgiveness this time around, will she forgive him?

Rosemary Decker, a 27-year-old marketing executive fleeing corporate burnout in Seattle, inherits her great-aunt's mysterious bookshop in Thornwick Hollow just as her life crumbles. But the inheritance comes with a chilling countdown—twenty-eight days until a crimson eclipse that occurs once per generation. Holden Ashworth, a devastatingly compelling stranger with secrets older than the mountain town itself, seems to know intimate details about her family history that she's never heard before. As Rosemary discovers the horrifying truth about an ancient covenant that has claimed six generations of women from her bloodline, she realizes Holden isn't courting her—he's preparing her for a ritual that will grant him immortality while consuming her life essence. But some family legacies are worth fighting for, and in Thornwick Hollow, the hunted might just become the hunter when the crimson eclipse rises and old debts written in blood come due.

"You don't get to walk out on me, Andera."
"I can and I will. You have some nerve—you stalked me online, you mocked me, and now you dare to touch me? Let me make this clear—"
"Feisty, Andera."
"If you as much as say or act disrespectfully toward me again, it will not end well."


Vengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity.
But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell.
Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him.
Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed.
As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check.
Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite.
Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?

Vengeance is her's not God's

Andera's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell.

Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him.

Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite.

Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?

I died choking on my own tears and pills, watching Julian Vane kiss his bride while my world crumbled. In my past life, someone drugged me, and I spent one devastating night with the man who owned my heart. But Julian looked at me afterward like I was filth beneath his shoes, his beautiful face twisted with pure revulsion. "You're just like all the rest," he'd snarled, "a pathetic, scheming whore." Those words shattered me more than any physical blow ever could.

When I bore his daughter, his hatred only intensified. He watched with cold satisfaction as lies and betrayals destroyed us both. My innocent baby girl died because of the monsters he allowed near us, and I... I couldn't survive the agony.

But somehow, I'm eighteen again—one day before that night that damned us both. This time, I'll burn down everyone who hurt my daughter. I'll make them beg for the mercy they never showed us.

Yet Julian is completely different now. Gone is the man who once spat venom at my very existence. Instead, he touches me like I'm made of precious glass, his eyes burning with desperate longing. "Please," he whispers against my skin, "let me love you the way I should have before."

How can the same man who destroyed me now look at me like I'm his salvation?

On the day of my Chosen Mate ceremony, my fiancé's secret son walked in.
Eva believed marrying Julian, the heir to the Ironwood Pack, would be the beginning of her happily ever after. Instead, the child exposed a betrayal that destroyed everything she thought she knew.
But the greatest heartbreak came when assassins attacked. Faced with an impossible choice, Julian abandoned his poisoned fated mate to save the mother of his child instead.
Stripped of her wolf, her music, and her birthright, Eva was exiled as nothing more than a cripple. Then came the cruelest twist of all. The only man who could save her was the one who had rejected her years ago. Lysander. The Alpha King of all werewolves. Julian's own uncle. His offer was as dangerous as it was tempting.
"Sign this contract. Become my Luna, and I'll give you the power to take back everything they stole from you."
Eva accepted because she wanted revenge.
She never imagined that one decision would turn Julian's entire world upside down.
Months later, Julian arrives at the Pack Financial Summit expecting to celebrate his greatest victory. Instead, he finds the woman he abandoned standing at the Alpha King's side, untouchable, powerful, and completely beyond his reach.
Before the eyes of every Alpha and Luna, the man who once threw her away has no choice but to lower his head and address his former fiancée by the last title he ever expected.
"Aunt."

"Stop this wedding! You're really going to stand here and marry her after what we've been doing behind her back?" Vanessa, Jason's co-worker, pushed forward from the crowd, her voice slicing through the stunned silence of the garden ceremony.
"I can't do this," Jason announced loudly, his words carrying across the stunned guests. "I won't marry you."
"I'll marry her."
Kimani thought she was finally stepping into her happily ever after after years of love and sacrifice. She believed she was marrying the man she had trusted with her whole heart. But at the altar, everything shatters when proof of his betrayal is exposed in front of everyone.
Instead of remorse, Jason humiliates her, turning love into blame and publicly abandoning her without hesitation. In a single moment, the wedding becomes a stage of disgrace, and Kimani is left standing alone under a storm of whispers, pity, and judgment.
Just when she is completely broken, a man steps forward from the crowd.
Alaric Walker. Billionaire. The untouchable head of the Walker empire.
A man who never involves himself in public scandals.
Yet in front of everyone, he claims her.
He declares he will marry her, turning shock into silence and rewriting her fate in a single breath.
What begins as a scandalous rescue shakes the entire city. A marriage born from betrayal becomes the subject of shock and speculation, with everyone certain it will collapse.
But Alaric does not treat her like a mistake. He protects her, stands by her, and slowly reveals a side of himself no one has ever seen.
And Kimani begins to realize this unexpected marriage may not be her downfall.
It may be the beginning of something far more dangerous than love.

Every night, dragging noises come from the floor above.
The neighbor claims he just can’t sleep, yet he stares at my window and grins in the dead of night.
Later, he dies.
But at two in the morning, I still get a text message from him.
Someone else warns me: Don’t go to the sixth floor.
The police say this building doesn’t even have a sixth floor.
Yet I’ve seen people go up there with my own eyes.
Where exactly does this so-called sixth floor lead?
Who really died?
And who on earth is the one texting me?

I once thought I’d married the perfect husband, Kael, pouring all my heart and soul into trying to have a baby—until the birth certificate and adoption agreement in the study safe shattered every beautiful lie.
He and my dearest friend, Celeste, had long ago secretly had an illegitimate child,
and even plotted to trick me into being his foster mother, keeping me in the dark for the rest of my life.
What was even crueler was that on the very day I uncovered the truth, the doctor gave me the news—I was pregnant.
Once I faced the harsh truth, I resolutely faked a shipwreck to flee, going into hiding with my unborn child and leaving my old life behind.
He searched the entire world to find me, casting aside all his pride to beg for my forgiveness with a humble heart—but he could never win me back, not ever.

My brother ripped out my S-Class Sword Bone and shoved it into his own chest, then stuffed his trash-tier talent, [Shepherd], right into mine.

My fiancée cuddled up in his arms, while my biological father expressionlessly threw me into a chaotic spatial anomaly.
They thought I would rot in that alternate dimension. Little did they know, the trash talent [Shepherd] harbored a hidden evolution: [Outer God Shepherd]. A talent perfectly tailored to enslave the various outer-god monstrosities lurking within the void...

Seven days later, surfing atop a hundred-meter-long Demonic God Train, I smashed backward through a skyscraper. I punched my cheating fiancée, kicked my scumbag father, and pierced my brother’s chest with a single bare hand, ripping out that glowing Sword Bone along with his flesh and sinew.

"Time to pay the interest on the bone you borrowed."

I poured my heart into Leo’s next song, only to have him mock my lyrics in front of the whole school.
The next morning, he woke up in my body… and I woke up in his.
Now he has one month in my volleyball trials to earn a scholarship spot, while I must master his guitar, voice, and stage swagger for the “Battle of the Bands” that’ll get him signed.

I was frozen for 100 years due to illness.
One hundred years later, the whole world was ravaged by strange phenomena, and humanity was huddled together in a few small places to survive.
I was awakened from my slumber by the investigation team. I thought I would be killed by the monster as soon as I woke up, but I found that the monster here was my good brother from college.
Besides him, the eerie owner of the barbecue restaurant, the matchmaking ghost who likes to harm people through blind dates, the S-class monstrous ghost in the cemetery... they are all my old friends...
The world a hundred years from now feels strangely familiar...

Three years ago, I exhausted everything I had in the Abyss Game to save my critically ill wife.
Three years later, my wife and her lover became an inseparable pair in the Abyss Game. To save their own lives, they used my only sister as a substitute, sending her to a dangerous situation where she was devoured by ghouls.
They thought I had lost everything and could be humiliated at will.
But when I chose to accept becoming the master of the Abyss Game, why did they suddenly kneel down and beg for mercy?

Ashley had it all—raised in privilege as the daughter of an Alpha and heir to her pack. But her world was shattered when her pack was attacked, her parents killed, and she was taken captive. Beaten, humiliated, and stripped of her long hair, she was forced into servitude. At the Alpha Prince's coronation, she was recognized as his mate, but he publicly rejected her, deeming her unworthy, and cast her out as a rogue.

Now on the run, starving and desperate, Ashley stumbles upon a prestigious all-boys school. With no other choice, she disguises herself as a boy to hide among the Alpha students. But fate isn't done with her yet. Her new roommates—three Alpha triplets—are all her destined mates.

Everett, the cocky hockey player, finds amusement in pushing Ashley's buttons. Ethan, the easygoing band member, is intrigued by his new roommate. And Elias, the cold and domineering biker, seems completely indifferent—until he’s not. As Ashley tries to keep her identity hidden and control her growing attraction to her mates, her past looms ever closer.

Will she be able to rise from the ashes of her old life, reclaim her birthright, and embrace her destiny with her mates by her side? Or will her secrets destroy her before she can?

Sequel to Fated to the Three Alphas of Mooncrest College


I wasn’t supposed to be enrolled in Mooncrest College, the place where my mother’s story began and where mine might fall apart.

My name is Kathy Moonfall, eighteen, and yes… Malia Mooncrest and Aiden Moonfall are my parents which means everyone expects power from me—but my birthday came and went and there was nothing, just silence where my wolf should be.

So now I’m here, pretending I can be normal, just Kathy, not the girl tied to legends.

That illusion doesn’t last. Not when I meet them, Zayden and Riven Nightfang—two alphas, distant cousins, complete opposites, one calm and unreadable, the other arrogant and dangerously impossible to ignore—and somehow both of them are tied to whatever is wrong with me. One might be the key to awakening my wolf and the other might destroy me before I get the chance.

Because something at Mooncrest is watching me, something darker than anything my mother ever faced. And this time, no one is coming to save me. If I don’t find my wolf first, then being Malia Mooncrest’s daughter won’t mean anything at all…

She was supposed to walk down the aisle in white.

Instead, Sophia Hart was left standing alone in front of three hundred guests while her groom, billionaire Alexander Blackwood, announced he was leaving her for her best friend.

Humiliated, heartbroken, and burning with rage, Sophia vanished that night with five million dollars mysteriously wired into her account and a single note: This is your freedom. Use it.

For three years, she disappeared into Paris, remade into the cool, untouchable Elise Moreau under the ruthless guidance of a mentor who knew Alexander’s cruelty all too well. She learned power, seduction, and how to ruin a man without ever raising her voice.

Now she’s back in New York, a stranger to the world that once watched her fall. No one recognizes the poised Frenchwoman who walks into the room and turns every head.

Especially not Alexander.

Old sparks still burn between them, hotter and darker than before. Stolen glances across crowded ballrooms.

A brush of fingers that lingers too long. Late-night encounters in empty offices where walls echo with heavy breaths and whispered names.

He wants her.

She lets him think he can have her.

But every touch, every kiss, every fevered moment against cool glass or silk sheets is on her terms and every second brings him closer to losing everything he thought was his.

But revenge isn’t cold. It’s hot, slow, and very, very personal.

This time, she’s not the bride he left.
She’s the woman who’ll bring him to his knees.

I used to believe my husband was my hero. When Julian Miller’s empire was falling apart, I made a desperate choice to save him. I spent a night in the suite of his fiercest competitor, Arthur Vance. Julian called me his hero and said he trusted me.

But he was lying to me for five long years.

Everything changed in an instant. Watching our daughter hang from a broken roller coaster, Julian didn’t attempt to save her. Instead, he reached for his phone to call his mistress.

To him, she wasn’t a child in peril; she was just a chance to wipe out a 'mistake' and start fresh with someone who had been in our lives since the very beginning of our marriage.

Now, people see me as a heartbroken mother and an ashamed wife. Julian thinks he’s buried me under his web of lies and his influence. But he overlooked one crucial point: I have nothing more to lose, and I'm ready to settle a score.

With the one man Julian fears most by my side, I’m stepping back into the light. And by the time I’m through, he’ll understand that the woman he treated like a pawn is the very one who will bring his whole world crashing down.

Ariel was looking forward to her arranged marriage as the perfect princess, only to discover that she was being seen merely as a surrogate. Determined to escape the impending wedding, Ariel found herself with nowhere to turn. Her brothers helped her disguise as a boy, and she entered the mysterious and formidable Alpha Academy. To her surprise, Ariel stumbled upon her mate within its walls, and not just one … but more? However, her outward identity remained that of a young man… Will her true identity be uncovered, and can Ariel survive the harsh trials of Alpha Academy?

"Ames, darling, you worry me." Linc Tanner, my billionaire stepfather breathes into the phone, and heat rises to my face at that damn nickname. That nickname coming out from his forbidden lips, capable of making my toes curl, my knees bent before him, taking all of him deep into my throat.

♠︎ ♠︎ ♠︎

The first day she came in contact with her stepfather, Amelia felt something shift in the air. Linc exudes menace. There's something about him that overwhelmed her.

As the years passed—she found this magnetism toward him. It drew her in so deeply that despite knowing how wrong it was to find her stepfather attractive and lust after him, she couldn’t talk herself out of it.

It was every shade of wrong. She should’ve been disgusted.

Her pussy still clenched every time she thought about him, the way he looks at her, those dark eyes filled with a ring of lust and primal hunger. It melted her, it soaked her. It drenched her.

When Amelia received a call to intern in her billionaire stepfather's company throughout the summer break, Amelia is terrified of what awaits her back in his New York City mansion where just three years ago after her mother's death and till now, she had been fighting against her treacherous feelings for him.

He's been the only object of her wildest fantasies. Oh, the things she had thought about him doing to her, they were illicit. Filthy. Completely taboo.

But Amelia is determined not to let her secret attraction override her judgments. Only if Linc would share the same resolve. She got the shock of her life when he didn't, and that is where the lines get blurrier for them.

My fiancé betrayed me and left me at the altar. So I made a deal with the one man he hates most—his uncle, Tyson.

Tyson Wilson is powerful, charming, and dangerously ambitious. He needed a contract bride. I needed a ladder to reach my mother’s dreams.

A contract is all it was supposed to be… until the lines between paper and reality start blurring.

Now my ex-fiancé, Alex, needs me back. But I have bigger problems—lies, corporate wars, hidden agendas, and secrets people are willing to kill for.

And somehow, I’m at the center of it all.
My contract husband keeps pushing my boundaries, testing every rule we set.
But it’s just a contract.

…Right?

Hypothetically speaking, can an Army Ranger war games strategist and an environmental scientist bent on saving the planet fall in love at first sight? Romey Capulano knows that marrying Jordan Spinelli is the most logical, expedient, and practical way to save the farm commune she’s lived on her whole life. But when the pragmatic-minded, hydroponic gardener says I do, she’s surprised to find her heart speeding up when he makes his vows, her hands tingling when he slides the diamond on her finger, and her breath quickening as he leans in for the kiss. Succumbing to the notion of love was not a part of her plan, and she’s sure it will ruin the platonic relationship that she and the genius Army Ranger have planned out for themselves. Jordan Spinelli is certain he’s coming down with something the day of his arranged marriage to Romey. Why else would his blood run hot, his palms sweat, and his heart keep skipping beats? Better he catch an illness than feelings for the level-headed soil scientist. Because falling in love was not a part of their carefully constructed, peer-researched marital agreement. As the two try to navigate a loveless marriage, unknown forces keep pushing them into each other's arms. Divine acts keep pushing their lips within kissing range. Unspoken desires keep causing their hearts to face the inexplicable truth; the unquantifiable math that all adds up to the obvious. But will Jordan and Romey be able to admit to themselves, and each other, that their platonic vows are a shame because they just might have fallen in love at first sight?

He knelt in the dirt, begging to see the daughter he abandoned, but I pointed to the man beside me: "She calls him Daddy now."

Ryan looked like a ghost. Stomach cancer had eaten away his arrogance, leaving only skin and bones. He stared at Grace—the baby he thought was dead, the baby he tried to replace with an orphan. "Zoey... I'm her biological father. Please."

I held Chris's hand, feeling his warmth, so different from Ryan's cold betrayal. "Biological?" I scoffed. "You're just a sperm donor who chose his sister over his wife."

Grace hid behind Chris's leg, looking at Ryan with fear. That look broke him more than the cancer ever could.

"You have Lucy," I said, turning away. "And her child. Go enjoy the family you destroyed us for." I watched him vomit blood into the grass, realizing too late that he had traded a diamond for a stone. He would die alone, while we lived happily ever after.

Following Aunt Helen’s sudden death and the exhausting funeral arrangements, strange things began happening at home.
A lingering warmth on an empty sofa. Faint footsteps echoing in the hallway late at night.
I couldn't shake the creeping certainty that a third person was hiding in the house with my husband and me.
My husband brushed it off, insisting it was nothing more than grief and severe insomnia playing tricks on my mind, and told me not to overthink it.
Then, one morning, he walked through the front door, briefcase in hand, his eyes heavy from an obvious all-nighter. "The institute's data was a total disaster," he explained with a tired sigh. "I was stuck at the lab all night."
I froze, completely at a loss.
"But you came home last night," I stared at him, my voice trembling. "We were in bed, making love for half the night."
He frowned, looking at me with the cold, clinical detachment of a doctor examining a patient. "Maeve, I didn't set foot in this house last night. You need to stop imagining things..."

Married to the head of the Valenti family for five years. Kidnapped on our anniversary. Pregnant a month later.
Five paternity tests said the baby wasn't his. My husband got a vasectomy and swore he'd raise the child as his own.
I believed him.
Then came the therapy. The drugs. Nightmares where I was pinned down by multiple men, so real I could feel their hands hours after waking. I scrubbed my skin raw. Tried to end it six times.
He saved me every time. Held my hand. Told me no one would ever hurt me again.
Until the night I heard him laughing about it in his study.
The kidnapping was staged. The nightmares were chemicals. The DNA reports were forged. All of it — designed by my own husband to protect another woman.
Now I have a recording, a divorce agreement, and a very small box of ashes.
He's marrying her next week. I'll make sure he gets my wedding gift on time.