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The night before move-in, Vivian Owens’ housing collapses and her best friends betray her.

Her only lifeline? Crashing with her brother and his roommate —
Elias “Carter” Carter, the tattooed star point guard every girl wants.

One accidental aphrodisiac cookie night turns her into his willing little sub as he commands her

“Don’t stop, My Little Bubbles.”

But Carter’s gang past , a situationship with her own reconciled ex-best friend Kelly , draft pressure, and his own demons rip them apart again and again. Two pregnancies. Two brutal runaways. A jealous rival doctor who becomes a monster. Readers will scream at Carter, cry for him, and beg for more.

Some love don’t just break hearts — they start wars on and off the court.

I accidentally entered an S-rank horror dungeon, but thought it was some immersive dating show.

Facing the bloodthirsty Ghost King BOSS:

Others: Begging for mercy.

Me (blushing): Those pecs, that battle-damaged look—where did they find such a gorgeous contestant? I'm obsessed!

When he tried to strangle me, I touched his hand. "You're so cold, let me warm you up~"

Ghost King: ???

Facing the psycho doctor with a chainsaw:

Others: Screaming and running.

Me (swooning): Doctor, those beautiful fingers are meant for piano, not chainsaws. Be sweet and put that down!

Doctor: ...

Facing the flesh-eating demon:

Me: Raw meat isn't healthy! Here, have some chocolate instead!

Seven days later, the dungeon collapsed.

Me, waving goodbye through tears. "Even though it was acting, you became my family!"

An epic cold snap struck, causing temperatures to plummet to minus eighty degrees Celsius.
My fiancée and best friend occupied my hillside villa, laughing hysterically as they watched a video of me nearly freezing to death.
In their eyes, once I turned into a solid block of ice, they could rightfully inherit my vast fortune and live in this warm, doomsday Noah's Ark.
But what they didn't know was that the video was n't real at all .
I stood in the temperature-controlled bunker twenty meters below them and cut off their main power.
The hunt was about to begin.

My husband Michael's father and my own father shared the same name—Robert. His was Robert Carter; mine, Robert Smith. I once thought it a sweet coincidence, until that 3 AM phone call turned this quirk of fate into a living nightmare.
The nursing home called to say Robert Carter had died, but when Michael returned from his business trip, he assumed it was my father who had passed. "Old Robert's finally gone," he smirked. "Should've moved him to the cheaper nursing home ages ago." Can you believe it? His own father—the man who'd left him an inheritance—and there he was, helping his medical intern mistress cover up malpractice, dismissing the death as "just some useless old man."
He has no idea he's protecting his father's killer. No clue I've seen through his cold-bloodedness all along.
I wonder, when the truth finally hits him, how will this absurd tragedy end?

"Aveline, a world without you means nothing to me."
The dragon's scalding blood splattered across my tombstone, melting the thick blanket of snow.
Five minutes ago, he had severed the crimson fox's head—vengeance for me.
I died at the hands of my most cherished companion, died in a carefully orchestrated betrayal. I'd wielded the full power of the Court to elevate that pitiful low-born wretch to godhood, only for him to join forces with my dear sister and plunge a blade into my heart from behind.
And the dragon war god I had scorned—the one I'd humiliated and treated as nothing more than a beast slave—defied imperial decree, razed an entire city, and severed his own life force. All for me.
I watched his dragonfire extinguish completely in the bitter cold. My soul reached out to embrace him, but passed through nothing but endless snow.
Until a blinding light pierced through my vision.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself staring up at the familiar domed ceiling of the Celestial Hall.
I had returned to three years ago, to the Binding Ceremony that sealed my fate.
Reborn into a second chance, those vermin who climbed to power on dragon bones will finally get the hell they deserve.

I used to believe the most beautiful sound in the world was a baby's first cry.

Until I watched my three children die, one by one, at the hands of a woman with the sweetest smile.

Her name was Isabella, my husband's cousin. She would tenderly offer tissues after my miscarriages, frantically call for help when I fell down the stairs, thoughtfully make soup to comfort me after I lost each child.

She was such a talented actress. So convincing that even my mafia don husband said, "Isabella is more suited to be the lady of this house than you are."

But they didn't know—

A docile sheep, once it learns the wolf's rules, becomes far more dangerous than any real wolf.

When Dominick smashed Antonio's skull with the holy chalice, when Isabella screamed through her miscarriage in the basement, when blood splattered across the Virgin Mary's face...

Every July, my husband left for a business trip to France—so for seven full years of marriage, we never once got to celebrate our wedding anniversary.
This time, I flew all the way to France to surprise him, and mid-flight, I stumbled across a social media post.
My dream girl finally agreed to be with me. How do I make the frumpy, worn-out wife back home file for divorce on her own?
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When my dream girl suddenly moved abroad, I married her former best friend to keep me company through the hard times, just so I wouldn’t lose touch with her completely.
Now she’s finally said yes to being with me, and I’ve made enough to give her the lavish, privileged life she deserves.
I want my wife to find out about my affair herself so I can get a clean divorce without a fight, but she’s so painfully oblivious. I’ve come home reeking of my dream girl’s perfume on purpose, and every single July I fly here to France for our private time together, watching the lavender bloom in Provence with her. She never noticed a thing.
Perfume. July. France.
Those matching details made my fingers go numb. A deafening buzz exploded in my skull. A bone-deep chill washed over me, and I prayed with everything I had that it was all just a terrible coincidence.
Until I read the final line.
Just got a spending alert from her supplementary credit card—she bought a flight to France. I’m heading to pick up my dream girl now, might as well keep an eye out for her, just in case.
The plane touched down. When I stepped into the arrivals hall, I lifted my head almost instinctively.
There stood Shen Sinian, the man I hadn’t seen in two weeks, in a crisp, tailored suit, a bouquet of roses in his hand, locked in a passionate kiss with a woman with a stunning, willowy figure, her back to me.
He opened his eyes by chance, and through the crowd of travelers, his gaze locked directly with mine.

In my past life, the night before the National Cheerleading Championship finals, my "best friend" Lily, the scholarship student I'd been sponsoring, handed me a brownie she claimed she'd "baked herself."

She knew I had a deadly peanut allergy. Yet she'd loaded it with concentrated peanut butter.

When I collapsed on the locker room floor, hives erupting across my skin, my throat swelling shut until I couldn't make a sound, Lily just covered her mouth and nestled into my boyfriend Liam's arms, whimpering: "I'm so sorry, Chloe. I'm such an idiot. I mixed up the peanut butter with chocolate... you won't blame me, right?"

Of course I blamed you.

The quarterback I'd loved for three years didn't call 911. Instead, he frowned down at me convulsing on the ground.

"Chloe, stop faking, okay?" Liam's voice dripped with annoyance. "Lily already apologized. Why do you have to put on this dramatic show to scare her? You're always so controlling."

Controlling?

My airway was closing. My lungs were on fire. I was dying, and I couldn't force out a single word to tell him.

They didn’t call an ambulance until I stopped moving, but by the time it got there, it was too late. I was already dead.

When the police questioned him, Liam gave false testimony to protect Lily. He claimed I was afraid of losing the competition, so I tried to use an allergic reaction to avoid competing, but accidentally ingested too much of the allergen and died.

The man who said he loved me let me die with the reputation of a coward.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on that day.

The dealership called to inform me that my Rolls-Royce Starlight Headliner had been replaced with a pink one and was ready for pickup.
I was bewildered. I hadn't driven that car in ages—why would anyone change the headliner without my knowledge?
I confronted my husband, who managed our garage, demanding an explanation.
"Honey, maybe they got their wires crossed. I'll swing by the dealership later and sort it out."
I wasn't about to waste my breath. Instead, I called my friend directly—she happened to own the dealership.
"William's having an affair. I'm going to catch him red-handed."

My life has been a harrowing tale of a loveless, abusive marriage. Forced to wed Edward Goden to save my family's business, I endured his cruel treatment and his obsession with Aurora. He humiliated me at every turn, from our wedding night when he locked me out to daily insults about my appearance. I was made to soak in disinfectant, endure public embarrassment, and even physical violence.

When I finally fought back at a charity gala, exposing his abuse, I managed to escape with Grandma's help. In London, I found comfort in Henry, an old flame. But Edward refused to let go...

Pregnant?” A gleam crossed my eyes, and before I could control myself, tears began running down my eyes. My vision was blurry from the tears, but I still scanned the files, my heart beating loudly. A smile finally made its way to my face.

I looked at the nurse who was standing behind me, looking happy, but certainly not as happy as I was. Eight years. Eight years of barrenness, Eight years of crying and praying to the moon goddess, Eight years of tolerance to everything I passed through in the hands of my Alpha’s mother.

Warning : 21+

"I want you two to make love right in front of my eyes!" He said. My heart neqarly jumped at the sound. Did I mishear or what?

"What do you mean I made love to her? Are you crazy?" Jacob demanded.

"That's my biggest fantasy, Jake! Watching my girlfriend have sex with my best friend or my brother. I wonder if I'll get jealous or join in on the wild game."


Henry William Haydn, a charismatic man of perfection. He became a company director at a young age, living a life of moral values and dignity. But who would have thought that behind the moral wall he always displayed throughout his life, there lurked wild, sometimes unreasonable fantasies.


Amy Evangelista, a simple woman who grew up on the beaches of Bali, realizes her dream of working for a prestigious company in Australia. But her dreams grow even higher when Henry, the company director, is attracted to her simplicity and beauty.


Jacob Andreas Haydn, Henry's cousin, who suffers from a "Brother Complex" and considers Henry the most important person in his life. Jacob, a cold, perfectionist, and sharp-tongued genius, has for months positioned himself as the "Hater" to Amy, whom he considers a stupid woman unworthy of being his beloved brother's girlfriend.

A complicated relationship and crazy love lead them to be trapped in a vortex of traps they call "Fetish"

Amanda Rousso married Kenneth Chavez for the thought that all her problems when it comes to finances will solve everything, but she is wrong because the moment she said yes to the fixed marriage, her soul was already buried six feet under the ground.

She never thought she would become a pawn in Kenneth’s twisted game, and trapped her in the marriage filled with broken vows and lies. Throughout 5 years of being together, she was able to learn how to love him and obey him, but Kenneth was so abusive and couldn't accept her because, for him, Amanda is the reason why his first love left him. In order to avenge her, she must endure all the cold treatment.

In the darkest moments of her life, Amanda decided to escape, and she stumbled into the arms of Damon Vera, the king of Mafia society who was feared by everyone. Damon pledged to protect her, but with one condition. She will marry Damon.

Now, Amanda must decide. Will she marry Damon to spare her life and run away from her past that keeps hunting her or get entangled in his life and power as if she stepped into another level of prison?

Selena stole my sister's talent and became a saint. To appease her, my family threw my sister into a mass grave. The first thing I did after crawling back from purgatory was to crush Selena's knees. She knelt before my sister's grave, never to rise again. As for the Archbishop of the Privy Council? He would kneel before the thorny cross on my chest too.

"Get out of here with your dying bastard!"
My son suddenly fell critically ill, and the only matching organ was locked in my wife's family's cold storage. I stormed into the company with my critically ill child, only to be met with a severe suspension notice.
Everyone thought I was some lowly social outcast, someone they could crush at any moment.
Until I pulled out that dusty badge, my father-in-law, who controlled a New York business empire, was so terrified that he cleared the room on the spot, his legs going weak.
"Arrange surgery for my son immediately." I looked at him coldly. "If he misses the optimal transplant window, I guarantee your entire family, and this city, will be executed for him."

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

Reborn one year before the zombie outbreak, I awakened a supernatural storage space. I stocked massive daily supplies and transformed a secret mountain cave into an impenetrable fortress. I protect my grandma, take revenge on greedy relatives, fight mutated beasts and intelligent zombie monsters, and wait for the rebirth of human civilization in the end times.

I chose to retire at my peak for Alexander.
But twenty minutes before our wedding started, he decided to help his childhood sweetheart move, leaving me alone at the venue.
He said, "Sophia, you're strong enough; you don't need anyone to protect you."
So I tossed my veil aside and called off the wedding.
Alexander thought I'd come crawling back, even threatened to blacklist me.
But he didn't know that as I was leaving the wedding, my former coach suddenly called out to me, asking if I wanted to chase that championship again.

"I need an accident—one that looks fatal," I said calmly into the encrypted phone. "It's the only way to escape him."
Rumors swirl that this man—the underworld boss who controls half of Europe’s shadow economy—loves me beyond reason.
They say he defied his entire family for me. That this ruthless killer laid down his weapons just to cook me a meal.
For years, he made the world believe I was his one weakness—and even I almost believed it.
But instinct in a life-or-death moment doesn’t lie.
When bullets shattered the car window, he yanked the steering wheel on reflex—shielding my adopted sister in the passenger seat while leaving me, his wife, fully exposed to the hail of gunfire.
As I lay bleeding, desperately trying to protect our unborn child… he was busy cradling her in his arms.
While I endured everything for our future, he signed over the estate—the one he promised would be our retire place—to that lying sister.
That’s when I knew: some loves are just performances for the living.
So I gave him exactly what he wanted.
I left behind a positive pregnancy test—six weeks along—and drove straight into the deep ocean, staging the most brutal finale right before his eyes.

Everyone said I was just a shadow of Ethan, that I was nothing without him.
So during the tryouts, to comfort his "scared" sweetheart, he let go mid-jump, almost costing me my life.
He was betting I couldn't leave him, that I'd forgive him like I did the last eighteen times.
But he lost.
This time, I didn't cry or throw a fit.
I simply tossed the apartment key that symbolized our seven years together into the trash, then turned and walked toward my own world championship.

Here is an adaptation crafted in the style of a bestselling contemporary Western psychological thriller or domestic drama hook, using fast-paced, high-tension American English:

For three years, I was the envy of Manhattan’s elite—the untouchable heiress with the flawless life.

My husband? The media constantly fawned over him, dubbing him "God’s gift to women" and the absolute epitome of a perfect gentleman.

Then came the video. The damn video that shattered it all.

Kneeling on the floor, wearing a thick leather collar like a pathetic stray, was the man I had loved deeply for years.

At the other end of the leash stood another woman, the stiletto of her red-soled Louboutin pressing ruthlessly into his cheek.

"Tell me, what are you?" she demanded.

"I'm Mistress Elena's dog," he whimpered. "I just want to get away from Sienna... I'm so sick of that suffocating bitch."

Every vow, every promise we ever made, instantly dissolved into a sick, twisted joke.

But instead of breaking down, I just smiled. And I hit save.

If he wanted to act like a dog so badly, I’d be more than happy to oblige. I was going to make sure he choked on that damn leash.

In a torrential rainstorm and a car accident, I watched helplessly as my husband carried his beautiful secretary away.

I also lost the baby in my womb.

Why has the person I once shared weal and woe with become so heartless?

The pain of betrayal cuts like a knife. However, in the face of despair, I met Neo, a college classmate of mine.

He silently stayed by my side and went all out to help me start a wine company.

The flames of revenge were thus ignited.

Can I successfully strike back and make the heartless person pay the price?

“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”

“He is the arrogant heir to the Alpha dynasty. I am the pack’s mute, broken outcast. One forbidden night in the forest changed everything—now, I’m carrying his heir.”

At Saint Remy Academy, Luna Rivers is invisible. Poor, bullied, and unable to speak, she is the favorite target of the elite wolf aristocracy. But one fateful night in Eden Forest, a feral encounter with a magnificent dark wolf binds her soul to a stranger.

She wakes up changed, her silent world shattered by an ancient, silver power awakening in her veins.

Enter Damian Blackwell. The golden boy. The ruthless future Alpha. He commands the school, and he is destined for a perfect, high-society mate. But the moment his eyes meet Luna’s, his wolf goes savage with obsession.

Neither knows they’ve already mated. Neither knows the dangerous secret growing inside Luna's womb.

But when an ancient prophecy reveals that Luna carries the forbidden Silver Wolf blood—the greatest threat to the Blackwell dynasty—Damian is forced to make a cruel choice. To protect her from his tyrannical father, he does the one thing that breaks her completely:

He publicly rejects her.

Heartbroken, pregnant, and hunted by a jealous ex who wants her dead, Luna must flee. But you can't run from the moon. When the broken, mute girl finally finds her voice, the entire supernatural hierarchy will burn.

"I, Alpha Drake Collins Thaddeus, reject you, Layla Diana Montez, as my mate. You are nothing to me now—banished from this pack. Forever."
What would you do if the man you gave your heart,tossed you aside like yesterday's trash?
I gave Alpha Drake everything—my loyalty, my love, my body. I nearly died saving him. But when I needed him most, he turned cold, mocked my scars, and cast me out like I meant nothing.
Scarred. Wolfless. Pregnant.
I stumbled into Shadowsville Pack, broken and barely alive. That's when he found me—Antoine Del Morino, the elusive Southern Lycan King. He saved me, sheltered me, and gave me the strength to rise again.
Years later, I'm no longer the omega who begged to be loved. I'm one of the strongest, wealthiest Lunas alive. And just when I finally start healing, Alpha Drake returns… begging for another chance.
But my heart now beats for the man behind the mask.
Should I give Drake a taste of his own rejection—or fully surrender to the love Antoine offers me?

"I’ll keep you alive. Even if you hate me till your last breath, Aiden."

"Keep me alive? You’re dragging me straight to hell! My exams, my life, even the right to drink a damn coffee in peace，you’ve wrecked it all!"

1820, under a blood moon. Alpha King Aldrich watched his pregnant mate die, his kingdom burn. Rescued from the executioner’s block by rogue wolves, he dug his nails into the dirt and swore: every debt would be paid in blood.

The Great Red Moon Prophecy had promised him an heir，the strongest Alpha to ever walk. He’d believed it. Gambled everything. And lost.

Centuries later, in a London café, final-year nursing student Aiden chugs coffee over his finals notes. One step from his white coat, until a man named Aldrich walks in and drops a secret that makes his hands shake.

"You’re half-werewolf." The man’s voice is ice. "And you’re the one from the prophecy. The ‘strongest’."

Normalcy shatters like his coffee mug. Aiden only knows this: since the man arrived, the weirdness haven’t stopped—wolf howls outside his dorm, emotions spiking out of control, strange eyes watching him from the shadows.

He hates Aldrich. Hates the chaos, hates the weight in his eyes, hates the flicker of something unfamiliar in his own chest.

But when the first threat，claw marks, bloodstained，appears on his dorm door, when he finds his mother’s "accidental death" wasn’t an accident, Aiden has to face it.

Some fates won’t stay buried.

Shadows from 1820. Fangs hidden in modern streets. All of them are hunting the "strongest",hunting "him".

Aldrich says he won’t lose again. But as Aiden stares at the centuries-old king’s back, shielding him from the dark, he can’t help wondering—

What did he lose, all those years ago?

And why… "him"?

⚠️ MATURE CONTENT WARNING (18+)
The Alpha’s Mercy: A Night of Mad Desires is a work of dark fiction intended for adult readers aged 18 and older. This story contains graphic and explicit content, including:
Explicit Sexual Scenes: Highly detailed and "mad sex" encounters.
Dark Romance Themes: Includes power imbalances, slave/master dynamics, and age-gap relationships.
Betrayal & Infidelity: Graphic depictions of orgy scenes and extreme sexual betrayal.
Violence & Cruelty: Scenes of physical abuse, "face slapping," and intense psychological revenge.
Mature Language: Use of strong, unfiltered language throughout

Lunara Throneborn was born to be queen.

Blessed with hair the color of moonlight and eyes like liquid silver, she carries the ancient bloodline of the Alpha Kings, the rightful ruler of all werewolves. But she has one flaw. She is human. A werewolf without a wolf.

Her parents are ashamed of her. Her twin sister, Aurora Throneborn, blessed with a wolf though weak, is being groomed to steal her throne. They are twins, but Lunara is the eldest. And they look nothing alike.

To hide their embarrassment, or perhaps to mock her, Lunara is sent to Vicjen Royal Academy, the most elite werewolf institution in the world, with her identity concealed. She is ranked at the very bottom. Human. Powerless. Invisible.

But the Moon Goddess does not make mistakes.

Four Cardinal Alphas, blessed warriors destined to protect and claim the true Werewolf Queen, are waiting within the academy’s walls. They do not know who she is. She does not know what she is. But when her dormant power begins to stir, responding to their presence in ways she cannot control, everything changes.

One can read her mind and control her body with a smirk.

The second burns with obsessive fire and will destroy anyone who hurts her.

The third commands wind and lightning with the calm of a king.

The fourth can awaken wolves with a touch. But will he awaken her?

Four alphas. One throne. A queen who does not know her own power with mates who swear their loyalty to a false queen.

At Vicjen Royal Academy, hierarchy is everything. Lunara entered as the lowest. But she will rise. And when she does, the entire werewolf world will kneel.

When her twin sister runs away on her wedding day, Elinra Cyrus is forced to take her place, to marry the cursed Alpha of the Zarek Pack. But the ceremony goes horribly wrong, binding her not to one… but three powerful hybrid Alphas.

Trapped in a cold land ruled by secrets and moonlight, Elinra must navigate deadly passion, betrayal, and a curse born from forbidden love. As desire and danger intertwine, she discovers that one of the Alphas, the ruthless Kaelrix, might be her true mate… and the key to breaking the curse.

But when betrayal comes from the people she loves most, Elinra must decide, surrender to fate, or rise against it and rewrite her destiny.

Dive into this sequel—
Fated to the three alphas of MOONCREST college... book 1
Fated at mooncrest: Stuck with the two alphas.... book 2


A half-blooded girl. Three charismatic Alpha Wolves. And a destiny-bound bond.

Malia Reed always felt she was nothing special except for her bloodline; she only wanted to survive in the shadows.

Until she entered Mooncrest college…everything changed. A destined, inescapable bond bound her to the powerful and handsome Alpha Wolves—Aiden, Cian, and Rowan Moonfall Wolf.

The entire academy was abuzz with excitement; everyone was talking about it.

As her hidden powers awakened, the dark secrets of her parents surfaced. Enemies drew closer. And what about her three destined companions? Their feelings were subtly shifting…

But only one could truly win her heart.

"I'd like to make a deal with you." I swallowed hard.
“A deal? What kind of deal?”
With all the desperation in me, I summoned the courage and spoke up, "Take me as your mate."
Thrown out by her father, betrayed by her mate and best friend, Lena had nothing left but a dying mother and the determination to save her.
Lena was alone, cornered and desperate.
That’s when he appeared, an enigmatic Alpha with storm-grey eyes and a secret of his own. He needed a mate. She needed a miracle.
So she offered a deal:
A fake bond. A contract marriage. No feelings. No strings.
He saved my mother. She helped him silence his bloodthirsty Council who demanded for his mate
But as the full moon nears and their fake bond begins to grow into something real.
Something… not part of the deal.
Her heart began to ache at the thought of leaving. Would she be able to walk away easily?

After suddenly being rejected by her mate on her birthday after two years of relationship, Isabelle travels to the territory of humans where she meets her second chance mate who is not quite as he seems.

"I love you,"
"You do realize that you are married to my best friend, the Beta of the pack right?"
"We aren't married yet. Just engaged,"
"What's the difference?"
"I can choose not to marry him."
"Sorry, not on my watch. We should probably stop seeing each other,"
Morticia, after being engaged to the Beta of the pack, finds herself falling in love with the Alpha of the pack. She tries hard so as not to embarrass her parents by sticking with Jacob.
Jake tries his best to hide his feelings for Morticia while trying to protect his friendship with Jacob but things take a drastic turn when he finds out Morticia is his mate.

I’m Aurora, a she-wolf bound by a promise to my lost love, Raymond. For three years, I endured hardship in our werewolf pack, facing cruelty from Diana, the Alpha Edgar’s chosen Luna. Despite Edgar’s offers of power and love, I stayed true, defying him to bind with Raymond, who I learned was alive. As Edgar wrestles with jealousy and regret, I find my true home, proving my love outweighs any throne. A story of my loyalty, sacrifice, and redemption.

In the shadows of the omega world, survival is a brutal game. But claiming an S-tier Alpha as your fated mate? That's a descent into hellfire.
Three years ago, she fled into the night, her world crumbling under two devastating revelations: He was her destined bond, and her father was the killer behind the tragedy that orphaned him. As her father melted into oblivion, she vanished too, terrified of the vengeful beast she feared he'd unleash.
Yet he was no ordinary predator. He was Elias Kingsley, the apex terror of Alphas— a ruthless billionaire empire-builder, a sovereign of shadows and savagery, wielding dominance with the ease of a predator's strike.
Now, destiny's cruel hand drags them back into the inferno.
Tucked away in a opulent hotel, she's dispatched to deliver drinks to an elite room, oblivious to the trap awaiting: a drugged Alpha in feral rut, the very nightmare she's buried for years. In his grasp, the night devours her—stripping away her virginity, her fragile illusions, her hidden truths.
Come dawn, she's a ghost once more. But Elias clings to her intoxicating scent like a curse.
This time, his runaway omega won't slip away. Not when lust entwines with retribution, forging an obsession that devours everything in its path—dark, unrelenting, and utterly inescapable.

A betrayed politician’s wife.
A rebel alpha with nothing to lose.
A town crawling with secrets.
And a war waiting to ignite between blood and fang.
Calla Hart thought the worst thing her husband could do was cheat.
She was wrong.
After catching Senator Blake Hart in bed with a vampire, and learning he’s part of the Crimson Order, a vampire mafia that wants her blood.
Calla runs. Not for love, but for survival.
Because what’s in her veins isn’t normal.
She hides in Ravenridge, a decaying supernatural border town where monsters walk like men and shadows bite back.
A place where the veil between worlds is wearing thin.
There, she crashes -literally-into Axel Cain, the 20-year-old Alpha of the Vanguard Pack, a feral biker gang that patrols Ravenridge like outlaw wolves. Axel doesn’t do politics. Doesn’t do mates.
And definitely doesn’t do soft, wealthy women from the city.
But something in Calla’s scent sets his wolf on fire.
And when he learns who she’s running from-and what she really is-he makes a choice that will cost him everything:
Keep her close. Claim her.
And start a war that could burn the veil between their worlds.
Extra Note for Readers
This is a slow-burn paranormal romance with steamy heat, deep emotions, and an age-gap dynamic.
She’s older, hunted, and secretly powerful.
He’s younger, dominant, and doesn’t play nice.
Together, they might save the town… or destroy it.

You will serve us tonight Avyaane. First with your mouth and then with your pussy. When you're done you can descend to hell and never return!”


Avyaane, an omega with a debt–ridden father, discovers she's mated to the Quads Alphas of her pack – Chad, Logan, Killian and Blair on her nineteenth birthday

But the thing is, she can't fall in love with them, definitely not the very sets of persons who made her life a living hell at Whiston’s College. Especially her ex–boyfriend, Chad, who hates her just as much as she does for a crime she was forced into.

However, things take a drastic turn when a crisis forces Avyaan to live with all four alphas. She finds something shocking about the alpha princes. Something far beyond the princely facade each of them had on.

And when secrets and lies begin to unravel, she realizes that the very ones who tormented her may not be the monsters she thought they were. Can she trust her heart to see beyond the facade? Or let the alpha princes do that for her?

"I don’t love you," I murmured.
He set his wine aside and stood up. Slowly, he closed the distance between us, gently touching my chin with his fingertips. His gaze lingered on my lips before locking with my eyes.
"I don’t love you either, Princess, and I have no intention to."
He said these words with complete coldness and sat back down, which enraged me.
"Then why fight in a tournament for my hand? Is it just because I’m a princess?" I shot back.
"You are a Lancaster Princess, and I need a worthy heir."
"I hope my womb stays as dry as the desert sands, Commander."
He stared at me, and I caught a flicker of rage in his dark eyes, but he quickly hid it, replacing it with his cynical smile.
"In that case, we would have to try many times, my dear, until your womb is no longer so dry. I’d try for the rest of my life, even," he replied maliciously.

In a tournament for Princess Helena Lancaster’s hand, she finds her fate intertwined with John Chase, a fearsome commander and warrior. With a peculiar personality, he was everything she despised—possessive, audacious, authoritative, and overwhelmingly dominant. And he was the one most likely to win the tournament for her hand.
But John Chase was much more than just the commander of Crow Isle. He harbored a dark secret that would change her life forever.
An island full of mysterious men with their own secrets and conflicts, and she was destined to become their lady. Soon, Helena would discover that a great danger lurks on the island. Could she trust her husband to protect her?

I’m in love with my sworn enemy.
My touch tames his inner beast.
… Until I find another woman’s bite mark on his neck.

As a holy witch, I shouldn't be sneaking out for Zuri—a cursed shape-shifter from a rival clan.
But our forbidden heat is intoxicating.
When his monstrous Primal breaks free, slaughtering everything in its path, even his fiercest warriors cower.
I don't.
I walk straight to the blood-soaked beast, press my body against his, and tame him with a single, desperate embrace.

There’s just one problem: his clan betrothed him to a Shaman’s daughter.

I tell myself it's purely political. I tell myself his heart is mine.
Until tonight.
He sneaks into the woods for me. We share a deep, hungry kiss under the moonlight.
But as I pull back, my blood runs cold.
Right there, on the neck of the man I just risked my soul to save...
Is a fresh, undeniable bite mark.

Nyra Vale was born without a wolf, and rejected by the one man fate chose for her.

When her Alpha mate turns his back on her, Nyra leaves her pack with nothing but a broken heart and the gift of healing she was never allowed to be proud of. She disappears into the wild, determined to survive on her own.

But fate is not done with her yet.

Wounded and close to death, Nyra is saved by Rowan, a powerful Lycan who has long given up hope of finding a mate. In his territory, she finds safety, strength, and a man who does not look at her like she is lacking.

As a deadly curse begins to spread through the packs, Nyra’s healing becomes the one thing that can stop it. The Alpha who once rejected her must now kneel before her for help. But some bonds, once broken, can never be healed.

She will save them all.
She just won’t give her heart away again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

All her life Ria Renee Robinson has been subjective to horrible mistreatment which began after the death of her mother, after her father went back on his promise to her and decided to get All her life Ria Renee Robinson has been subjective to horrible mistreatment which began after the death of her mother, after her father went back on his promise to her and decided to get married again to a horrible woman who became her stepmother. Camille, Ria's stepmother had always felt threatened by the affection that Ria's father always showed towards Ria, she worried that her unborn child might have to compete with Ria for her father's love so she concocted a plan to have Ria sold to traveling werewolf.

After selling Ria to the werewolves, Camille made up a convincing lie that Ria had run away to be with her boyfriend that her father did not agree with.

As her father grieved her absence, Ria was being auctioned and after a long brutal bargain between the Greyson Brothers, she was bought by Kael Greyson, the Alpha of the pack. This did not deter Darius (Kael's brother) from wanting Ria for himself. He only saw her as a object that his brother owned, an object that I would enjoy stealing from his brother. Darius had the bad habit of wanting everything that Kael has, like wanting Ria for himself, he also wanted the throne. 

Seeing how much softer Ria had made Kael, seeing just how much Kael had fallen in love with Ria gave Darius the confidence he needed to go ahead with his plan of overthrowing kael and taking the pack's leadership all for himself.

Growing up as the Princess of Ever Moon Pack, Regina never thought that she would be betrayed and sold by her own husband. Then she found this marriage is all a lie from day one. Thank the moon goddess that her older brother Gray saved her from her abusive husband and brought her home. But when she discovers that Ever Moon Pack's new, handsome alpha is not really her biological brother, her world is turned upside down again. ...And not to say Gray has been in love with her since forever. --- "Here's my wife! Pretty, huh?" My husband cackled, "You two can have a night with her and all my debts go away. Great deal, right?"

With her husband feeling more like a distant roommate, Nikki, an ex-college soccer player, knows there's more out there for her but scared to leave the comfort of her normal, usual, secure life. One night, during a massive storm, lightening strikes as a new player, Shane, joins her team. The second their eyes meet, time stops. She knows this person has always lived in her heart and soul. What is this feeling? It's illogical, it's fantasy, it's supported by all of the physical evidence you could throw in front of her. What the hell even is a soul mate, anyways? There's only one way to find out without actually having to interact with the dark haired stranger in real life...inviting him to dream with her. Will he join her?