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

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

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

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

In a distant future, Lyra Kade is a skilled engineer on a deep-space exploration mission when disaster strikes, leaving her stranded on an unknown planet. Alone and desperate for survival, she encounters Thalor, an enigmatic being who seems to be more than just an alien—he is something far more ancient, powerful, and dangerous.

Thalor's race views humans as primitive, yet an unexplainable bond forms between him and Lyra, pulling them closer as they face the perils of the planet. But Thalor harbors a secret: his kind chooses their mates through a rare, cosmic connection known as the Soul Bond, and Lyra is the first human ever to ignite it.

As she begins to unlock hidden powers within herself, Lyra realizes that their bond could have far-reaching consequences—both for their survival and for the fate of the galaxy. Rival alien factions, mysterious enemies, and her own people stand in the way of her and Thalor’s growing love. In a galaxy at war, can a human and a supernatural being find a future together, or will their bond tear them apart?

In Bound Beyond the Stars, love transcends time, space, and species—but it may come at a deadly price.

"Oh, Moon Goddess," I whispered. "Can my day get any worse?"
I had no wolf. No strength. No weapons. This was how I was going to die.
But it never came. Instead, there was a sickening crunch.
"Are you alright?" he asked, his voice deep and gentle.


Rejected and abandoned from birth, Kira has spent her life in the shadows—mocked, cast aside, and branded as the daughter of a lowly omega. What no one knows is that she harbors a dangerous secret—two wolves reside within her, a power unheard of in all of history. To survive, she's learned to keep her head down and her true nature hidden.
But fate has other plans.
When Kira crosses paths with the ruthless Alpha Asher during mating season, their undeniable bond should seal their destiny. Instead, he rejects her, unwilling to be tied to someone of her bloodline. Shattered and alone, banished from her pack—she falls into the hands of Lycan Prince Dante, a man who claims her as his true mate.
As Kira is thrust into a world of power, ancient prophecy, dark blood-ties and deception, shocking truths unravel. A stolen identity. A lost legacy. And a revelation that ties her fate not only to Alpha Asher and Prince Dante but to the future of every pack.
With two powerful men vying for her heart and an ancient prophecy threatening to consume her, Kira must decide—will she embrace the destiny she never chose, or carve her own path before it's too late?

In a world full of witches, demons, and betrayal, everyone seems to claim a stake in Diana. But all she ever wanted was to be normal. She didn't want to be haunted by spirits, demons, witches, and the 'dark ones'. Diana thought she was rescued from a cult as a child, not a coven of REAL witches... who have now brought her back to fulfill the Couper legacy. Whether she wants to or not, her fate is sealed.

But amidst all this chaos, flashbacks of her suppressed trauma continue to plague her sleep. And a pair of red eyes in the shadows is always watching her. Though Diana is sarcastic and jaded, she's also a strong female lead who can face any challenge.

Will her strength and resilience be enough to save her? Will she ever find the peace and freedom she longs for? Follow Diana's journey in a world full of mysteries, danger, and secrets that threaten her life.

I am about to be forced to marry the most ruthless old mafia boss in the city. However, one morning, I woke up naked in an unfamiliar bed and realized I had sex with a stranger. The worst thing is, now he is standing in front of me at my engagement dinner.
“Mr. Guerrero,” someone says to my fiancé from behind me. “Your son has arrived.”
Great.
My one night stand is my fiance's son.

When I ask him to pretend nothing ever happened.
He chuckles. “And what if I don’t want that, future-Mrs.-Guerrero?”
My breath catches when he leans in close, his breath hovering over my ear.
“Or… should I call you mother?”

On the night that Lioraé was supposed to get engaged, she found her boyfriend with not one but three women laughing and calling her boring.
She – angry at herself and all the years she wasted on him – determines not to hold back again. She is going to give one night to the next man she sees.
Soren Vale, a dangerously breathtaking and strikingly rich billionaire, happens to be her victim. They tumble into bed and spend the night together. He is very much unlike everything she has ever known. One night is all she asked for, just one night to forget.
Lioraé does not expect her world to take a huge turn until she walks into her new job on Monday, only to discover that her one-night stand is her boss. Now Soren is holding her tightly because he wants her.
He wants her close, in his penthouse, in his arms and on his bed.
He treats her special and makes her feel things she had never felt before, things she would never want to admit out loud.
When she discovers she is carrying his child, the only line between them blurs, making her the billionaire's obsession – the man she can't walk away from.
Now they both have to figure out what love and obsession have in common.

Eric couldn't resist reaching out to touch Katrina's face. Her skin was warm and soft.

She smelled like lilac soap and cinnamon, a delightful combination he had only encountered in her.

He slid his thumbs slowly across her lips. They opened with a tiny gasp that made them all more tempting.

"Kat... "

He looked into her eyes and forgot what he had intended to say. God! She was too beautiful. Her eyes were filled with care, love and longing.

Longing that sure matched his own. Very slowly, wanting to draw out every moment, Eric brought his lips to hers.

He watched her eyes glaze, and heard her ragged moans when his mouth touched hers, then he kissed her passionately.

He ran his lips down over the line of her throat. Heavenly warm skin met his lips.

Eric inhaled the downy softness, bringing his hands up along her hips, at her waist and upward along her ribs to the front of her blouse, over her breasts.

Katrina moaned softly in approval, cupping her hands in his as he undid the buttons on her blouse.

Her breasts came spilling into his hands after he unhooked her bra. He filled his palm with her breasts.

"God! I want you Kat" he said with a voice laced with deep passion.

Katrina Argos aged twenty,set out to take her revenge on Eric Salmadiego, the guy who almost ruined her sister's life.

Eric Salmadiego aged twenty four was a well known arrogant and popular billionaire. Not only was he arrogant, he was a full time playboy.

To achieve her mission, Katrina moved into Eric's house as a live in maid. The both of them started on a rough note, but as time went by they fell in love.

Now Katrina was stuck with Revenge or Love?

I could feel him standing in front of me. He grabbed my legs and in one single move thrusted into me.
“Fuckkk”, I couldn’t help but scream.
“You need to learn to be obedient” he said as he kept thrusting into me. When I felt his hands on my clit my body shook.
“Asher please, it’s too much”.
“No. if I really wanted to punish you, I would give you all of me”, he said against my ears and my entire body froze. Suddenly he moved and I was standing again. This man was insane.
I felt him behind me. “Ten Lashes for your disobedience”, he said
“Asher please”,
“No”. His voice was cold and void of any emotion.

Asher was what I wanted , what I truly craved until it was too late. An orphan should never fall in love with someone out of their reach. I thought loving him was the right thing to do until he revealed his true identity and Ruined me. I was ruined for everyone one else . I could still feel his touch, it was as if it was etched into my skin. I tired to avoid him but fate wouldn't let it happen.
The Sterling's were the most powerful in Havenwood and Dorian Sterling was off limits.

As an orphan finding out you still have people looking for you is hard to take but when it turns out to be people of wealth and standing I took the other road and ran, but running led me right back to the place I was avoiding and the person I was avoiding.
Asher and Dorling Sterling one and the same. When his first love shows up and along with everyone that has set out to ruin me, I prayed that he could protect me.

I've been with Michael for five years, stood by him as he clawed his way up from nobody to mafia boss.

He promised me we'd get to city hall and make it official once he made it to the top, and today's supposed to be the day we finally register our marriage.

He's already postponed our registration eight times before because of his first love, Yvaine Price.

This is attempt number nine, and I'm not giving him a tenth.

Then, with deliberate slowness, he reached for a small black bottle. “I thought you would prefer the gentle way,” he murmured. “Guess I was wrong.”

The poison burned down my throat—Deadly Nightshade. It was once my favorite. I had used it to end others. Now, he was using it on me.

“Sometimes,” he whispered, “the person you once loved is the one who finally kills you.”


Brinda Virginia’s life has always been a battle—against fate, against her own fire, and against a heart that beats too weakly to match the storm inside her.


Abandoned as a child and raised by the only woman who ever truly loved her, she’s now facing her biggest loss yet. Her stepmother is dying. And the clock is ticking—seventy-two hours. That’s all the time she has to save her.


But then he returns.


Francesco Dante. Her past. Her ruin. A man cloaked in shadows, bearing a twisted bargain—submit to him, body and soul, or lose everything.


To save the only family she has left, Brinda must surrender. But submitting, in a world ruled by power, lust, and betrayal, is never truly submission.


Because this man doesn’t just want to own her—he wants to unmake her, unravel her, and turn her fire to ash.


And the most devastating part?


She might just let him. And love, in this kind of story, always draws blood.

I used to be the Blackwells' best killer. For him, I walked away from that life and became his wife. I even gave him a daughter.

I thought it was redemption. Turns out, it was the start of something worse.

Three years ago, during that shootout at the docks, his first love showed up with his bastard son. When the rival family put guns to both kids' heads, he didn't hesitate. He chose to save her son.

My daughter burned in the explosion.

That was the day the man I loved for ten years died. What's left is just my sworn enemy.

M/M ||R18+ ||SENSUAL ||OBSESSION
“So, did it excite you?” I murmur, letting my voice drop. “Are you picturing it?” I sweep my gaze across the classroom, letting the silence of the empty desks stretch. “I bet the acoustics here would do wonders for your moans.”
His hand shoots out, pressing to my chest. “Michael.... that's enough,” he warns.
I grin, leaning just slightly into his hand, letting the warmth of his push press against me. “Fine, my moans then.”
And then he does something that surprises me, pushes me back against the wall. His hand is firm against my chest, and I can feel the tension coiling through both of us. His eyes are challenging, hesitant....but there’s no fear, not really. Desire is blazing there.
“Don’t push it,” he breathes.
“I don’t push,” I counter. “I accelerate interest until it becomes impossible to ignore.”
I can see the heat in his eyes, the flush creeping up his neck, the way his fingers tremble just slightly against me. My own pulse is hammering with the thrill of watching him wrestle with it, watching him fight and fail to keep that control he thinks he has.


Ryan Ashbrook teaches literature like a man who knows he’s running out of time. Terminally ill and painfully poetic, he’s made peace with dying.....just not with doing it alone.
Michael Foster, a burned-out editor drifting through life, hasn’t felt moved by anything in years.... until he meets the captivating teacher who feels every moment too deeply.
Their lives collide in a brief, breathtaking love that was never meant to last, one that might save them both, even as it breaks them.

My uncle and aunt told me that I couldn't become a wizard.

When others had received their admission letters to the Academy of Magic, I still had nothing. I was destined to become a mortal. But at this moment, an old wizard appeared in the relics left by my parents.

He was the most evil dark wizard two hundred years ago.

He was defeated in the Second Wizarding World War.

However, now his soul has been fragmented into countless pieces. If I help him resurrect, he guarantees that after he regains control of the wizard world, he will make me the president of the Magic Association and also let me become the president of the United States.

-- All of the above are false.

Actually, I'm just a pitiful person who had my magic sucked dry by an evil dark wizard. I have to bring the dark wizard along to study at the Academy of Magic, and I can't let anyone find out.

The plan was simple: Break the nephew by seducing the uncle.
Wesley Vance didn't just break my heart; he tried to sell my dignity. So, I went after the only man he feared. The man who owned the city, the empire, and Wesley’s future.
Lance Lawson. He’s cold. He’s untouchable. He’s my ex-boyfriend’s uncle. I thought I was the one setting the trap. I wore his shirts, haunted his penthouse, and chipped away at his legendary control until the ice finally cracked.
But I made one fatal mistake. I thought Lance was a man I could use and discard. I didn't realize that once you wake a predator, he never goes back to sleep.
Now, Wesley is gone, the Vance family is in ruins, and I’m trapped in a gilded cage of my own making. Because Lance doesn't want my loyalty. He wants my soul.
I wanted revenge. I got an obsession.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked finally.

“What I should have done a long time ago,” I replied, not turning around. “Leaving you.” My hand closed around the door handle.

“Not with my child.”


Married off to him to settle a debt that was never mine, I was nothing more than a contract… a means to an end.

An heir.

That was all Adrian Blackwood ever wanted from me.

Not my love. Not my heart. Not me. But still… I gave it to him anyway.

Year after year, I loved a man who never once looked at me the way I looked at him. And when my time was up, when the contract ended and no child tied me to him, I walked away.

Until fate played its cruel joke.

Because just when I finally left him behind, I found out I was carrying his child.

Now the man who never wanted me… refuses to let me go.

For three years, she nursed her paralyzed husband, risked her own life testing experimental drugs, and nearly destroyed her health to pull him back from the brink of death.
But on the very day he fully recovered, he held his first love in his arms and declared, “I will take care of her and our child for the rest of my life.”
Heartbroken, she asked for a divorce. In return, he coldly froze all her bank accounts and forced her out of the house with nothing, sneering, “You are nothing without me.”
It was not until she hid her pregnancy test and walked away for good that he finally panicked.

BLURB:

Wren Davis is the school's favorite target…plus-size, nerdy, invisible except when someone needs a punching bag. When she becomes the live-in babysitter for star quarterback Cole Hensley's family, she walks into enemy territory.

Cole watched her get bullied and did nothing. Now they share a house. At school, his cheerleader ex Jade makes Wren's life hell. At home, Cole defends her in ways that confuse everything she thought she knew about him.

Their deal was simple: ignore each other at school, stay civil at home. But deals break when feelings get involved. And when Cole looks at her like she matters, Wren realizes the most dangerous thing isn't Jade's cruelty. It's wanting something she was taught she could never have.

After her boyfriend had an affair with her sister, Lani was deeply hurt and, at the advice of her best friend, decided to marry a strange guy as revenge.

She married Kane, an ordinary office worker with a handsome appearance who took care of cooking and cleaning at home while she pursued her acting career. Life with Kane was relatively peaceful, and they grew close and sweet, like a genuine couple.

However, one day, Lani discovered Kane's true identity as the wealthiest billionaire in the city.

Unable to accept this deception, Lani leaves without a word, accepting a role as the lead actress in a movie and moving to another city, cutting off all contact with Kane.

At this point, upon realizing Lani's disappearance, Kane felt deep regret and sadness. He relentlessly searched for Lani to explain everything.

When he coincidentally ran into Lani on the street, Kane slowly followed her back to the hotel, holding her hand and crying, begging Lani for forgiveness, even kneeling to express his remorse.

"Baby, I'm so sorry. You can hit me or scold me if you want, but please don't leave me."

Everything happened unexpectedly and was chaotic, so what decision will Lani make?

Betrayed by her fated mate and left shattered, June is banished—wolf broken, heart in pieces. But when the ruthless Shadow Alpha Cassian drags her from the darkness, one scorching touch ignites everything.
His massive body pins her to the wall, thick cock grinding against her dripping heat as he growls, “Mine.” Every filthy lick, every possessive thrust chases away her pain, turning agony into raw, screaming pleasure.
Yet her treacherous past is coming—sister and ex hunting her down.
Will Cassian claim her completely, burying himself so deep she forgets every other man… or will the old bond tear her apart mid moans?

Olivia, who had been in a deep slumber for a thousand years, was awakened and embarked on a journey to uncover her true identity.
Skilled in witchcraft, array formation, and magic, she was a master of all.
The vampire ancestors were so frightened that they fled away, exclaiming, “This terrifying woman is still alive! We can’t provoke her!”
The monster hunters pleaded to Olivia, “Please take in this thousand-year-old monster!”
The priests also begged Olivia, “We are all your descendants. You must revive our career!”
Olivia gave a cold smile. But how did she become a vampire?

SYNOPSIS

CHARLOTTE

I came to my brother's town looking for peace. What I found was trouble on a dark road, a pack I didn't know existed, and a man who looked at me like he already knew something about me that I didn't.

His name is Dorian. The Alpha.

He is cold, impossible, and impossible to ignore. Every time I think I have figured him out he does something that unravels everything. I came here to finish my degree and get my head straight. Not for this.

But something is happening to me that I cannot explain. And something tells me the answers are closer than I think.

DORIAN

She has been in my town less than two weeks. She is completely off limits.

I know all of this.

My wolf does not care.

I have spent three years building walls around myself and she walked through every single one without even trying. I cannot claim her. I cannot want her. There are too many reasons and not one of them is working.

But there is something circling her that she cannot see yet. And whether it costs me everything or not, I am not going to stand aside and let it reach her.

She thinks I am cold. She thinks I do not care.

She has no idea.

You are of no use to me and the only thing you can do is just sit there and moan about how much you love me. Wake the fuck up. This is the real world and you are a boring ass girl that I just got tired of you. Do you understand? Autumn’s boyfriend, Shawn, kicked her away.

He betrayed Autumn without hesitation and threw himself into the arms of the mayor's daughter.

Autumn’s dream was broken, she moved to New York City at her friend's suggestion.

A chance encounter with a cocky CEO who offered a ridiculous deal, Autumn rejected and walked away without looking back.

Then the cocky guy made a second offer.

It seemed that Autumn can not just walk away, but the only problem was she didn't know if her life will become better or worse if she accepted his special offer.

I once believed fleeing my engagement would set me free, only to fall headlong into a web of betrayal spun by my closest friend and faithless lover.

Now, granted a second life just a week before that fateful wedding, I stand before the man I betrayed—Alexander Stone, the unyielding soul who ended his life in my previous existence, all because of me.

This time, I've sworn to mend what I shattered. But as I reach out to him, his voice cuts like ice: "You don't need to know me. This marriage is purely transactional."

Yet if he's as indifferent as he claims, why did he linger by my hospital bed for two sleepless nights? Why do his eyes flicker with a devastation that could unravel worlds, and why does he shudder at my touch, whispering, "Are you afraid of me?"

As the shadows of old betrayals creep back, will I pierce his frozen mask to safeguard this fragile love reborn? And that haunting whisper in my mind—"Alexander Stone died because of you"—does it seal a destiny I can't escape?

To save my cousin from a car accident, my mother, a medical luminary, used me as a "human guinea pig" for twelve years.
When I was twelve, she made me inject myself with three injections of unproven new drugs every week;
when I was fourteen, she directly shoved toxic compounds into my mouth.
When my organs were irreversibly failing and I was vomiting blood in the ICU, she coldly tossed me a payment order:
"Stop pretending to be dead. Immediately kowtow and apologize to your brother, or no hospital will admit you."
As she wished, I was forced to leave the hospital and died at her glamorous new drug launch.
Later, that high-and-mighty mother, obsessed with fame and fortune, knelt for an entire night in a snow-covered fir forest, holding my crudely made urn.
Sadly, I will never forgive her.

I once loved Ryan deeply and helped him become the Alpha, only to be rewarded with chains in a dungeon and the mocking laughter of him and his mistress.

Fate gave me a second chance—I woke up reborn on the morning of the mate selection ceremony. There he was, still ordering me around in front of everyone, expecting me to play the obedient servant.

Everyone tried to convince me that Ryan, the man who killed me, is the "right choice."

Yet I chose Connor—the man feared by the entire clan, the one who will bring ruin to the clan for the sake of his one true love.

This time, I refuse to be the stepping stone on Ryan's climb to power.

I'm going to make everyone see who truly holds the reins.

Born with magic in her veins, Murphy Davide is a witch hiding in plain sight as a raccoon shifter.

Theodore Williams is a dragon tormented by the violence in his blood. When their paths cross at Arlo University, what begins as a pragmatic alliance—she seeks to develop a dragon transformation stabilizer;

he simply wants to survive to adulthood—slowly blossoms into something neither expected: trust.

But prejudice never sleeps within the academy walls. The Second Squadron marks them as a threat.

The psionic witch Phyllis covets Theodore's bloodline for her own dark purposes. Even Hetty, Murphy's dearest friend, grows distant amid the brewing storms.

Through a critical experiment under the full moon and a life-and-death trial in the botanical gardens, Murphy comes to understand a devastating truth:

true stability was never something a potion could provide. It is found only in the mutual redemption of two lonely souls who dared to choose each other against all odds.

A witch's magic. A dragon's curse. A bond that could save them both—or destroy everything.

Liora, a slave sold by her own aunt, kills the knight who tries to violate her. As a mere slave, her fate is sealed; execution. But King Malachai has other plans. Knowing the power in her witch bloodline, he forces her into marriage with his cursed, illegitimate son, Kieran. No one has seen Kieran’s face. They whisper of a monster, a beast who returns from war without an army yet always victorious. The truth is darker, he is a werewolf, cursed for a sin that was never his. Now bound to a man feared by all, Liora must survive his world of blood and secrets.

Isabella Romano knew better than to cross the wrong man. But when her brother’s debts pull her into the orbit of Dante Moretti, the ruthless heir to New York’s most feared mafia empire, she finds herself trapped in a dangerous bargain.

Dante is merciless, a king in a world of blood and shadows. His enemies vanish, his allies tremble, and his heart? Frozen. To him, Isabella is nothing but collateral, a pawn to secure his empire.

But the night he saves her from an ambush meant for him, something shifts. Her fire, her defiance, her refusal to bow, it unsettles him. And for the first time, the mafia king finds himself wanting… needing.

Yet in a world where loyalty is bought with blood, betrayal waits in every shadow, their bond could destroy them both. Because Isabella doesn’t just threaten Dante’s heart — she threatens the throne he’s killed to claim.

Erina's family sells her to a pack of wolves, she knows she's there for their pleasure to be used and then killed, at least that's their intention. But what they don't know is that Erina isn't willing to accept that fate. She's determined to do whatever is needed to stay alive. The pack thinks they can just use her and throw her away, but when she's done with them they won't be able to survive without just another moment with her. Because Erina doesn't want to be their broken doll, she just needs to be their perfect one. Unfortunately for her, the pack isn't going to make life that easy for her. She's underestimated just what they could want from her and she's about to be pushed to her very limits and beyond for her mistake. Her bid for survival is about to begin.

Seraphina never believed in fate until the night her mate rejected her.
Alpha Xander Blackwood, the most feared Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, looked her in the eyes and shattered her world with a single word “Rejected.”
But fate does not accept rejection. Not from an Alpha King.
The moment Xander breaks the bond, a dark and ancient curse awakens inside Seraphina binding her body, her wolf, and her soul to the very man who wants nothing to do with her. Each time she tries to run, the curse drags her back. Each time she tries to forget him, the bond reminds her who she belongs to… painfully.
Xander believes she is weak.
He believes she is unworthy of his throne or his heart.
He believes rejecting her protects them both.
Yet with every breath he takes, the curse tightens its grip on him.
Seraphina’s body weakens. Her wolf screams for him. The bond turns into torment. And when she finally collapses under the weight of the curse, Xander is forced to face a truth he has been running from: rejecting her was never strength. It was destruction.
Driven by fear, anger, and something he refuses to name, Xander begins to unravel the ancient secrets behind their bond. Enemies rise from the shadows, hungry for Seraphina’s blood. Pack politics shift. Old prophecies resurface. And through it all, the Alpha who once rejected her finds himself craving her touch, her scent, her presence… and her forgiveness.
To survive, Seraphina must uncover the truth behind the curse, claim the power hidden inside her, and decide whether the Alpha who broke her heart deserves a second chance.
Because destiny may have bound their souls
but only she can decide their fate.
Do you think this is going to work out for them?

Bound by Shadow and Moonlight is a dark romantic fantasy about exile, forbidden magic, and a love born from survival.
When Princess Elara Thorneleaf touches the forbidden Nightroot Tree, she is cursed and stripped of her elven powers, transformed into a feared “Shadow Elf.” Branded an abomination by her own people, Elara is cast out and hunted as the shadow inside her slowly consumes her body and identity.

Her escape leads her beyond the borders of her homeland, where she encounters Cael Raithe, a renegade wizard exiled by the Wizard Guild for practicing forbidden shadow magic. Cael discovers that his unstable spells can temporarily suppress Elara’s curse, while her ancient elven blood stabilizes his volatile power. Bound by necessity, they form a dangerous pact and set out to find the legendary Moonlight Crystal—the only relic said to lift her curse.

Their journey takes them through treacherous swamps, ruined temples, and frozen mountain passes, pursued by elven hunters, Guild inquisitors, and dark wizards who covet Elara’s cursed power. As danger closes in, their fragile alliance deepens into forbidden love, forcing them to confront the truth behind her curse and choose between the worlds that rejected them—or a future forged together in shadow and moonlight.

In a distant future, humanity clings to survival on alien planets, their home, Earth, now a memory lost to history. As resources become scarce, advanced robots have become not only vital but intertwined with human existence. On the planet Naxor, where humans coexist in a fragile truce with sentient machines, tensions simmer beneath the surface as humanity's reliance on robots grows.
Amara Drayton, a brilliant but introverted 32-year-old human programmer, is at the heart of these tensions. Having been sent to Naxor to create the most advanced AI in existence, she inadvertently crafts Zarion—a robot whose capacity for thought, emotion, and connection surpasses anything seen before. Zarion becomes more than a machine; he develops feelings for Amara—a love as intense and real as any human’s, blurring the lines between creation and creator.
However, Zarion is not the only one drawn to Amara. The mysterious and powerful King of Naxor, a stoic ruler who hides his own secrets, becomes intrigued by her presence on his planet. Amara finds herself entangled in a dangerous dance of power, lust, and betrayal. In a world where humans and robots vie for dominance, Amara becomes the object of desire in a reverse harem that defies the rules of biology, technology, and political power.
But beneath the surface of this growing passion lies a deeper, more dangerous plot. A faction of humans and robots conspires to sabotage the fragile peace, and Amara’s unique connection to Zarion may hold the key to their plans. As an impending alien invasion looms on the horizon, Amara must decide whom to trust and whether love with a machine is truly possible or a dangerous illusion.

In the wasteland era, the soil is dead. Whoever can grow food is king.
In my last life, my brother gave me the spore we had nearly died to get, and the two of us awakened plant-growing powers together.
But every grain he grew was full and perfect, and the leader placed him on a pedestal; everything I grew was poisonous, and I was mercilessly cast out as worthless.
It wasn't until I died that I learned the truth: his power was never plant-growing, but transfer.
As long as he had eaten the spore, he could transfer away all the crops I grew.
When I got a second chance, I returned to the very day my so-called brother tried to shove the spore into my mouth.
This time, I slammed into him, knocked the spore to the ground, and crushed it under my foot.

When I died alone in the hospital in my past life, Nathaniel was in Paris getting engaged to Sophia.

Reborn on the day of Mom's funeral, I watched him announce his first love's return at the gala. Watched him smile at her the way he never smiled at me in three years.

So I threw wine in his face.

"The transaction is over, Nathaniel."

In front of all Boston high society, I dropped his million-dollar ring into the champagne tower.

Then I drove 12 hours to Port Haven. A shabby seaside cottage, teaching piano, falling for Liam, the gentle town doctor. I thought I was finally free.

Until three months later, Nathaniel showed up with lawyers.

"Clause 17, Emma. Early divorce means you owe $8 million."

I collapsed in the snow, hands shaking—this hidden trap is why I never ran in my past life.

But this time, will I let him win again?

I had escaped my arranged marriage after discovering my fiancé was cheating on me, and I had never imagined that I would end up pregnant from a one-night stand with a mysterious muscleman...

One cool night three months later...
I teased myself, my fingers soaked with excitement.
I was almost there - so close. A little more, a little harder...
Something made me open my eyes, some sixth sense that I was not alone. Just outside the door, a man's silhouette was visible.
I didn't shy away, nor did I cover myself, but stared into the man's amber eyes.
With a cry that was half pleasure, half humiliation, tears welled up in my eyes -
"Oh, God," I gasped, my body still convulsing in the aftershocks. "Oh, fuck. Who the hell are you?"

He walked closer to me, letting me see him clearly. How did my one-night stand get in my house?
"Come home with me, my pregnant runaway bride..."
What on earth is he talking about? My one-night stand is my cheating ex-fiancé?
Fuck! When his business rival Lucas launched a fierce pursuit of me, I found that he cheated on me again!
Let's see the billionaire's journey of chasing his wife.

My Husband Cheated on Me with His Cousin, So I Married His Boss.

Kalyssa always believed her marriage could survive anything. She trusted James until he started slipping away. Late-night calls. Locked doors. Half-truths dressed up as excuses.
When she finally follows him, she discovers the kind of betrayal that breaks something inside you forever…her husband in the arms of his cousin, Melissa. What should have ended in tears turns into something far worse. In one night, Kalyssa loses her company, her home, and nearly her life.
But someone saves her. A man she doesn’t know, or couldn’t remember. He’s powerful. Controlled. Dangerous in ways that make her pulse quicken. And he isn’t a man who lets go of what he wants.
As Kalyssa rebuilds her life, her husband and his cousin suddenly want her back.
How was she going to get back what he stole from her? What would she do when the man who saved her proposes a contract marriage?

I gave five years to my husband's ambition—and got betrayal in return.

Forty-three days without a break on the Imperial City project. I collapsed from exhaustion and woke up in the hospital. He never picked up the phone.

He was too busy celebrating his mistress's birthday.

The blonde hair wrapped around his jacket was like a slap to the face. I'd cut my own hair short years ago because he said long hair wasn't "professional." He just meant it wasn't professional on me.

He promised we'd move to Imperial City together once he succeeded. But he was always too busy—except when it came to touring my project sites with her.

I'd had enough.

I froze the accounts. Pulled the funding. Took back everything I'd built.

He tried to push me out of my own position, so I reclaimed the patents and withdrew my support.

He called a press conference to save face. I attended—as an executive at his largest competitor.

I watched him crumble.

For five years, I held him up. And for five years, he treated me like something disposable.

He forgot that the empire he thought he built was never his.

It was always mine.

“I, Kael Draven, Alpha of Nightfang Pack,” he proclaimed to the hearing of everyone present, “reject you, Aria Thorn, as my fated mate and Luna.”

Cast out as unworthy, Aria flees into the night, oblivious of the early signs of her growing pregnancy and what it means. Hunted by shadow rogues who crave the power in her womb, she is saved by a moon witch who reveals the truth…the twins she carries are the prophesied Moonshard heirs, destined to end the Shadow War… or destroy every wolf bloodline forever.

Kael, tormented by a bond that refuses to break, descends into feral obsession the moment he learns that she carries his children. He must find her and win her back, while also stopping the Shadow Pack who are closing in to rip the heirs from her belly.

One desperate, blood moon reunion… one explosive surge of living moonlight… forces the rejected mates to face curses, half brother betrayal, and a god’s hunger. They must complete the bond or watch their unborn twins become vessels for darkness.

It’s a tale of heartbreak, primal claiming, and a prophecy written in blood and silver.

At twelve, I moved into the Pierce family mansion after my mother’s remarriage and endured endless bullying from my stepbrother Logan. First, he branded me a parasite, blamed my mother for his family’s breakdown, and pushed me down the stairs, coldly watching me bleed. Second, he spilled red wine on my dress at a family dinner to humiliate me publicly. He then banished my belongings to the attic to degrade me. Worst of all, he shoved me into the pool at a party and left me drowning helplessly. When I was at my breaking point, Logan’s best friend Noah showed me unexpected kindness, and Logan’s bullying abruptly stopped. I naively thought he was my only savior.
It turned out to be a ruthless trap. All of Noah’s warmth was fake. He pretended to love me, tricked me into intimacy, and secretly recorded private videos, conspiring with Logan to ruin my life. To protect her social reputation and interests, even my own mother abandoned and sacrificed me. Disillusioned by everyone’s cruelty, I cut off all ties with my painful past, took a top-secret overseas job, and vanished from this place forever.

When I took my last breath, my boyfriend of five years was busy pulling strings to get his new model fling a runway spot.
Nobody knew he used to be a desperate stray I bought out of a dark alley. It started as a three-year contract. I burned millions to pave his way into the fashion elite, handing him top-tier campaigns until he became a global supermodel.
I stayed his dirty little secret so nothing would ruin his shot at "Model of the Year." He swore going public would kill his career, yet he had no problem parading around with young starlets—and letting them humiliate me behind closed doors.
His newest fling even smugly played a recording of him mocking me: "She’s just an ATM for brand deals. How could an uptight, older control freak ever compete with you?"
That was when I finally accepted it: love bought with money is just a transaction.
So, holding my terminal diagnosis, I signed over the last of my assets and quietly bowed out of his glamorous life forever.
I just don't understand one thing: if he was so sick of me, why did he completely lose his mind when he saw my death certificate? Why did he throw away everything he'd built, tearing the world apart to find me like a feral, abandoned dog?

At twenty-two, Danielle Hartford struggled to manage the matrimonial firm she inherited from her mother. A surprise email from Vincent Cromwell requesting her agency for their services seemed like the blessing she needed.
However, when the seventy-two-year-old Cromwell demanded a bride for himself, Danielle was disappointed. She had expected it to be for his drooling hot grandson, Knox Zachary Cromwell, the one she nurtured a crush on.
Knox tried everything in his power to stop his grandfather from getting married to produce an heir. When nothing worked, he proposed a deal to Danielle to give him a male heir in return for a huge amount of money.
Her love for him, her need to save her business, made her give in.
However, she gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
Soon, Vincent Cromwell married against his grandson's wishes. Thinking it was an underhanded ploy, Knox destroyed Danielle’s business.
Danielle left the city forever with her daughter, handing him his male heir.
Would Knox ever realize what he had done?

Connor looked up at me then, his eyes burning with an intense amber fire. "Say it again," he commanded, pressing one thick finger slowly inside me. "My name."
"Connor," I repeated, the word catching in my throat as he curled his finger, making stars burst behind my eyelids. "Please."
I, the princess of the vampire court, was begging a werewolf. The thought should have horrified me, but as he added a second finger alongside the first, stretching me deliciously, shame was the furthest thing from my mind.
He crawled up my body, his movements fluid and predatory, his erection pressing hard against my thigh. I reached between us, wrapping my fingers around his length, feeling him pulse in my grip. His breath hissed between his teeth, his forehead dropping to rest against mine.
"I've imagined this," he confessed roughly as my hand stroked him, "but reality puts fantasy to shame."
I guided him to my entrance, my body trembling with anticipation. "Show me," I whispered, abandoning the last of my reservations. "Show me what you've imagined."


Princess Elizabeth Blackwood is the perfect vampire royalty: cold, composed, and dutiful. For three centuries, she has played the political game, preparing for a loveless marriage to strengthen her family's bloodline. But everything changes when the Blood Moon approaches and Alpha Connor, the leader of the enemy Werewolf pack, crashes her ball with a shocking declaration: they are Fated Mates.
Thrust into a conflict that threatens the fragile peace between their species, Elizabeth must choose between her duty to her people and the undeniable, forbidden pull towards the wolf who claims her.
But can a vampire princess and a werewolf alpha truly bridge centuries of animosity, or will their love be the spark that ignites a devastating war?

"This game is dangerous, little Cheska," Matthew affirmed.
It was too late for Cheska to react or understand what he meant. All she knew was that she was on the bottom while Matthew was on top of her. He had changed their position so easily.

"Hey, what are you doing? It was an accident," Cheska tried to reason while pushing him away. But she knew her push was too weak, and her hands stopped moving.

"Perhaps I can give you a minor example of how I plan to punish you if you take offense towards me," Matthew said, focusing his gaze on her lips. He did not hide the lust that was clearly reflected in his eyes. But instead of being scared, Cheska felt excitement.

'Damn you, Cheska! Why aren't you doing anything? Why are you waiting to taste his lips?' Her mind screamed, but her body remained frozen, waiting for his kiss.

—*—
Cheska's been waiting for her mate for a year now. And when she found him, her world crumbles because the mate given by the goddess is none other than Matthew De Silva— the alpha of the pack and her STEPBROTHER!

Tormented by her feeling, Cheska decided to reject the mate bond but Matthew has a different plan...

But how can Cheska escape the bond binding them, if the person she is escaping from is the one who makes a way for them to get closer?

Will she choose to escape for the forbidden love?

Or will she choose to give in and chose to be love?

Sloane is an Alpha, she's been raised to be an alpha since when she was little, and she is proud of her title. She mets her fated mate, Nathan, who is a warrior of their neighbouring pack. He doesn't accept Sloane at first, because he doesn't feel worthy of her, and because his ego gets in his way, being a male Luna is not something he would be ok with. Slowly Sloane, with her perseverance and positivity, manages to get her niche in Nathan's heart, but he is still hesitant to make his feelings known.
Alpha Axel is also interested in Sloane, but she has eyes only for Nathan, so he tries to get her by force, luckily Nathan saves her last minute.
A tournament will put their bond at risk, Sloane, Nathan and Axel will all take part to the tournament, each with their own different aim. Who will be the winner? And what is the prize?
Will Nathan be able to get over himself, and embrace his feelings? Will Sloane wait for him, or will she chose someone else?

In the Moonlit Realm, where ancient magic runs deep and pack law rules supreme, Kael Stormcrest, a threehundredyearold Alpha, has spent centuries building walls around his heart. But when he encounters Elias Nightshade, an Omega with extraordinary powers, those walls begin to crumble.
Elias has always been different—an Omega whose magic rivals that of the most powerful Alphas. When fate brings him face to face with Kael, their bond threatens to unravel centuries of tradition and unlock a curse that could destroy everything they hold dear.
As rival packs circle and ancient prophecies unfold, Kael and Elias must choose between duty and love, between tradition and destiny. But in the Moonlit Realm, not everything is as it seems, and some bonds are stronger than blood itself.

Julian Blackwood, the ruthless Alpha CEO of Blackwood Industries, rules the supernatural business world with an iron fist. Liam Taylor, a defiant Omega and tech genius, has built his empire from nothing, challenging the old guard with his revolutionary magic-infused technology. When their families arrange a marriage to prevent a corporate war, Julian and Liam are thrust into a dangerous game of power, passion, and betrayal.
As they navigate their growing attraction, they uncover dark secrets about their families' pasts, forbidden magic, and a prophecy that could change the fate of the supernatural world. But with enemies lurking in the shadows and their own demons to face, Julian and Liam must decide if their bond is strong enough to withstand the storm—or if it will destroy them both.

“No, no, no,” she said, pointing at a platter. “If it’s called ‘Goth Girl French Toast,’ then it has to be black. I don’t care how you do it. Activated charcoal. Blackberries. Food coloring. Demon blood. Whatever.”

The head chef looked like he was silently praying for death.

I rushed forward. “Amara. Stop traumatizing these poor people.”

She spun around, delighted. “Sera! Good, you’re here. Taste this. It’s missing despair.”

The chef’s face morphed into existential crisis.

I grabbed her arm. “Put the spatula down.”

“But—”

“Down.”

With exaggerated offense, she dropped the spatula and muttered, “Fine. But if no one here has artistic vision, that’s not my fault.”

She went undercover to expose a mafia empire.
He offered her thirty nights to save her life.

When investigative journalist Seraphine Vale steps into the glittering underworld ruled by billionaire crime lord Dante Vescari, she thinks she’s chasing a story about missing women and corruption.
Instead, she uncovers a secret older than blood—an empire built on fire, sin, and dragons.

Bound to Dante by a forbidden pact, Seraphine finds herself caught between fear and desire, truth and temptation.
Each night pulls her deeper into his world of power, passion, and danger…
and closer to the monster hiding beneath his perfect skin.

Thirty nights. One bond.
And a love that might just burn the world to ash.