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Princess Delphine Rourke is being married off to end a war she didn't start. The terms are simple: three months in Thornhollow, the last unclaimed rogue territory, to prove the crown can tame it before her wedding to Prince Alaric Sterling. What nobody prepared her for is the four Alphas who actually run Thornhollow, men the crown calls criminals and the territory calls kings. She is supposed to fear them. Instead, for the first time in her caged, arranged life, she feels something with teeth. But the bond that's supposed to decide who she belongs to doesn't point where anyone expects, and the truth of it will burn Thornhollow down before it lets her go quietly.

They burned her clan to ash. Now Eris D’Varyn burns for vengeance.

Half dragon. Half curse. The empire’s deadliest assassin carries the fire of extinct gods in her veins and her next target is the man who destroyed her world: Prince Kael Rhyven.

But when her blade meets his heart, the impossible happens. The fire obeys him. Their souls fuse in a bond older than the stars one that could resurrect the dragons or end the world.

Now hunted by gods, kings, and the ghosts of her past, Eris must choose: kill the prince she’s bound to or unleash the monster inside her. Because the fire isn’t just magic.

"Family is the most important thing, Eron."
I'm sick of hearing that phrase every day without qualm.
They seek to include me in the standard picture where the only thing that matters is the happiness of others; the happiness of those around you. It is typical to think that you should care about those who, according to the rules of modern society, love you the most. But does owning the same blood connection make the affective connection between people? I want to know if I am the only one who is wrong.
I don't feel that warmth in my chest that I'm supposed to feel.
Do you have something you want to do?
I look at the crumpled papers balled up in the corner of the room, next to my piano. I bite down hard on my lower lip, not caring about the fact that it's parched from the summer and might crack.
Is it really there?
I won't lie; I miss it. The reason my piano is taking dust twenty-four hours a day since one hundred and eighty-two sunsets ago is ever present in my soul. That memory clings to my memory with no intention of letting go and setting it free. The only thing that persists is this emptiness that causes my discomfort.

"Come to me." He sneered, sniffing her throat as she flinched.

"No I won't."

"Why?"

"Because I hate you." She spat at him and he flinched, retreating back with a curse.


"He will fall in love with her, but she will hate him. She would be the lowlest of beings but he would crave her touch. She is his antidote, his cure, that he can never have. He will be a blasphemy to his generation, she would be the one to redeem him. He is the cursed one."


Adolph Caeser is the largest wolf of his kind.

A born werewolf, and Alpha of his pack.

To the outside world, he is a billionaire, a playboy and a womanizer.

To those who know him, he is the Alpha and leader of the Keanu Clan.

For years, he has been searching for his mate.

Moon have risen and risen, years and days have gone, but he has not met the one.

On an icy trip to Alaska he meets a battered lady, he takes her in without knowing she is a witch.

She and she alone has the answer to the pain he has held in his heart.

She alone knows where the long awaited one is.

She alone holds the key to his curse.

The werewolves suffer dreadfully under the reign of their tyrant queen, Pandora who makes life a living hell for them and gets their beloved prince, Douglas imprisoned. The moon goddess sees this and decides to come into the world as a human to save her children from this evil queen. To do this, she needs the man she would choose as a mate to agree on a contract marriage with her. That man is the charming Prince Douglas. He ends up refusing her and Pandora throws great attacks on her that her chances of fulfilling her mission looks bleak. No matter what happens, she has to enforce her will and achieve her goals but Douglas is not willing to work with her.
What will happen when he stubbornly refuses to accept her as his mate?
How would she react towards this rejection?
What would she do in this case to still save the werewolves?

When Evelyn Hale moves to Ashwick Falls for a quiet new beginning, she discovers a town that knows more about her than it should. Strangers greet her by name, old photographs show her face, and the cemetery holds a grave with her birthday etched into the stone. As she digs deeper, Evelyn uncovers a cycle of vanishings the town refuses to remember—and the more she searches for answers, the more she begins to question her own past. Some secrets aren’t buried. They’re waiting.

Freya Gladiolus is a young orphan girl who grew up neglected in her pack and treated like she was less human but her not-so-graceful status changed on her eighteenth birthday.
On the night of the full moon, Freya found out that her mate was the Alpha of her pack with a light heart and hopefulness. Freya thought her life had changed, not knowing it was just getting worse.
Freya was rejected brutally by her mate who reminded her of her low status and said she was not meant to be his mate…a neglected orphan girl but she was also rejected by her mate.
But can the moon goddess ever be wrong?
But what was going to be Freya's fate, when the moon goddess gave her a second chance at happiness, mating to the most powerful Alpha on the continent? Was her suffering going to get exonerated or he was also her nemesis?
And what was going to be her fate when she learned about the prophecy about her?
Delve into the story to read about the Tale Of Freya, The Scorned Luna.

WOLVES WERE THE ENEMY…

Everyone in town knew that. They hunted and killed all humans and that’s why we had surrounded ourselves with the wall.

To keep them out. To keep us safe.

Only I wasn’t safe, because I was pretty sure one was stalking me.

When he finally came for me, and dragged me away from my baby brother I knew my life would never be the same again.

I expected death, I even welcomed it because anything was better than living with them but what I didn’t expect was for there to be TWO OF THEM.

Two alpha werewolves , who both claimed I was theirs.
Theirs to command, theirs to use, theirs to break.

Thrust into a world I didn’t know, I only had one choice , succumb or be killed

After the collapse of her kingdom during the Great War, Princess Illyria Cassion, is taken thousands of miles away from her home to the Empire of Sirius. The Emperor, has given her to his four sons, as a end-of-war gift. But when he finds her to be a virgin at the ripe age of 19… He sets in motion a twisted family tradition. Can she survive this crazy empire of vampires? How will she resist their HOT charms? Can she even choose just ONE dashing sexy prince, or will she have them all?

I died once—betrayed and devoured by my fiancée and the townspeople I had protected. I used my ice powers to shield them from the scorching apocalypse, yet they believed the rumor that consuming me would grant them the same abilities, and brutally ate me alive.

Reborn fifteen days before the apocalypse, when 70-degree heat turns Texas into a wasteland, my ice powers will become the only oasis. In this life, the police station basement will no longer shelter refugees—it will only store my supplies, and the corpses of those who dare to trespass.

Layla's POV :Little did I think my world would be turned upside down. Dean and Aleck my best friends who who protected me ever since kindergarten and had always remained by my side, truly were nothing like I remembered. Ever since I was eighteen I knew and I kept it hidden, I hid it so well until it wasn't. Falling in love with your Best friends isn't something you should do especially when they're twin brothers. Our friendship was good until I ditched them for my Own sanity. Disappearing did the trick however a spur of the moment
get together with the rest of our college friends,led me to reveal some of my secrets. And some of theirs. From being accused by friends I gave up. Little did I know the get together was just a ruse for them to get back into my life and they were playing the long game, making sure I belonged to them and them only.
Dean's POV : The minute we I opened the door and saw her ,so beautiful, I knew it was either going to go our way or she ran. We fell in love with her at Eighteen,she was seventeen and off limits,she saw us as brother so we waited, when she disappeared we let her ,she thought we had no idea where she was ,she as absolutely fucking wrong. We watch her every move and knew how to make her cave to our wishes.
Aleck's POV : Little Layla had become so fucking beautiful, Dean and I decided she would be ours. She walked around the island unaware if what was coming her way.one way or the other Our best friend would end up under us in our bed and she would ask for it too.

I died on the night of my eighteenth graduation party, pushed off a rooftop by the two people I trusted most.

In my past life, I was the ultimate fool.

When my two childhood friends—both heirs to top elite families—decided to throw away their futures, I panicked.

They actually wanted to reject their admission offers from Harvard and Yale.

All to follow Lily, a charity case from the slums, to a literal no-name trade school called Sunny Valley Vocational Academy.

I begged them to stop.

I even used my family's connections to try and get Lily into a legitimate university.

But Lily wept in front of them, claiming my money insulted her dignity, and that I was just jealous of their "pure love."

Liam and Noah completely lost their minds.

That night, they cornered me on the roof.

"Vivian, you killed Lily. Go to hell!"

As it turned out, Lily went to that trash school alone and committed suicide.

They blamed me entirely for her death, nursing that grudge until they finally pushed me into the abyss.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact day we were supposed to lock in our college choices.

This time, count me out.

Loving your best friend is not for the weak... But neither is falling for the bad boy.


Paris's life has never been the same since a 13-year-old blackmailed her into friendship with a doughnut four years ago. Colton and Paris have been best friends ever since. But when her feelings develop into something more—something deeper than their casual bickering, she confesses her love to him and is left broken when he dismisses her advances.

Just as her world seems to be taking a toll for the worst, Paris finds herself falling into the arms of a certain mystery boy, Fabian Smith. He didn't just save her from what could’ve been a hell of a concussion that night, he also saved her heart.

Thrown into a whirlwind of emotions, Paris learns to navigate the clash of their worlds, while trying to understand her best friend's sudden jolts of interest. But despite her former dream of having Colton see her as more than a friend, she can't deny the new-found attraction that she has towards Fabian. Things are going to get too messy, too soon.

And she doesn't know if she's ready for it.

♡ I could see the pain flicker in his eyes when he finally said: "I don't think I can be friends with you anymore, Amari." ♡

Amari Vasilios, the CEO of the fast growing Advertising Company in California, got her heart broken by her best friend five years ago. She never thought that out of all the people her best friend, Zane Shaw, would be the one who would break her heart first... only because of a girl he had known for FOUR MONTHS.

She was livid and she still is. She ignored and tried to avoid him as much as possible and for the past five years it worked.

But now.

Now she's staring at the invitation letter in her hand. It was a wedding invitation. From her brother and his fiancee.

She had to go home. She had to go back to New York and attend the wedding.

Attending the wedding means seeing him again.

Attending the wedding means seeing the person she had successfully avoid for five years.

When you're a pregnant cheerleader, your bf ghosted you immediately after you told him the news.
Your brother's best friend, the hockey captain, threw a party and invited all of your bf's flings, and they unite to dump him in public.
You: thanks for always being a big brother to me
He raised his eyebrow and asked,
"Brother? How about your baby’s dad?"

“You’re staring at me again,” Jake murmured.

“Maybe because you keep touching me.”

His mouth nearly brushed mine. “Maybe because you like it.”

I hated how badly I did.

Jake Montgomery used to be my secret. Now he’s my stepbrother’s best friend — and living under the same roof again.

After a mysterious accident erased his memories, Jake forgot everything that happened between us that summer. I didn’t.

I remember his hands, his mouth, the promises whispered in the dark — and the blood on the road afterward.

Coming back to Lincoln Heights was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, every look from Jake feels dangerous. Even without his memories, he still watches me like some part of him remembers exactly what we were.

Every touch, every fight, every jealous glance pulls us closer to the truth buried between us — a truth that could destroy us both.

Because some memories were buried for a reason.

And some people were never supposed to fall in love twice.

Running from her father's rejection, Isabella arrives in London determined to start over, only to walk straight into temptation and danger. Her obsessive ex is waiting at the airport. And the stranger from her one reckless, unforgettable night in New York is now her new billionaire boss.
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"Hello, Isabella." Mateo Rossi's voice is low, smooth, and dangerously familiar, sending heat curling through her before she can stop it. She freezes.
He leans back, eyes dark and unreadable, lingering on her just a little too long. "I never knew Nathan had a daughter like you," he says softly. "All grown up."
Relief floods her. He doesn't recognize her. Not the girl from that night. Not the one who lost control in his arms. Or he does, and he is choosing to pretend. Because Mateo watches her like she belongs to him. He tests her, corners her, pushes her past every limit she thought she had. Doors close.
Tempers snap. Boundaries blur. And Isabella realizes something far more dangerous than her past catching up to her. London was never her escape. It is his world. And this time, Mateo Rossi has no intention of letting her walk away.

I watched in frozen horror as my new roommate—my brother’s brutally hot best friend—read aloud the filthy, explicit fantasies I had secretly written about him.

“I dream about Kai pinning me against the wall, his hands sliding up my thighs while he whispers that I am his...” His deep, rough voice filled my bedroom, reading the exact words I had poured my heart into.

I lunged forward, desperately trying to snatch the journal back. My body pressed against his bare chest, smelling of fresh soap and raw male heat, but he held it high, easily dodging my frenetic reaches. He was reading the detailed fantasies of him taking my virginity. Bending me over the couch in the common room, making me moan his name.

“Kai, please give it back,” I begged, tears of pure embarrassment stinging my eyes.

Silence crashed down between us, thick and heavy. He finally closed the journal, but instead of handing it back, he stepped closer, backing me against the wall. His presence was overwhelming, suffocating. One hand came up beside my head, caging me in.

“You're a bad girl, Allison,” he murmured, his voice dangerously seductive. His dark, stormy gray eyes dropped to my lips. “Writing all these filthy things about me. Do you know how dangerous that is?”

“I have a girlfriend,” he whispered, his jaw clenching. “And your brother—my best friend—would actually kill me if he found out. You have to stay a good girl for me, Allison.”

His words said restraint, but the hunger flickering in his eyes told a completely different story.

How long can he actually resist the very fantasies he just read?

"I won’t say it twice you’re mine, or you die like the rest of your family."


He killed her brother. Erased her name from the legacy she once called home. Now, he claims her like a prize.

Isabella Russo never wanted a part in her family’s brutal empire. She escaped the bloodshed and betrayal, choosing a quiet life free from the shadows of the mafia. But her past catches up to her in the form of Damian Vercetti—the man who reduced her world to ash.

He says her brother betrayed him. That her family deserved what came. Now they’re gone... and Isabella is the last Russo left.

To Damian, she’s leverage. A pawn. A possession.

To Isabella, he’s the monster from her nightmares and the boy she once trusted.

But when vengeance collides with obsession, and hate begins to twist into something darker, Isabella is forced to face the man who destroyed her life… and decide if she can survive him or if part of her doesn’t want to.

Power. Pain. Passion.

In a world built on blood, love might be the deadliest sin of all.

She thought she knew what wanting felt like—until he walked out of her bathroom wearing nothing but a towel.

Chloe Bennett has spent her entire senior year being invisible: the quiet girl with the camera, the little sister no one notices, the seventeen-year-old still waiting for her life to start. Then a November storm traps Julian Vane—her brother's devastatingly gorgeous college roommate—in her house for three days, and suddenly she's noticing everything. The way he actually listens when she talks. How he makes calculus feel like a conversation instead of a punishment. The careful distance he keeps from every other girl in the room—except her.

Julian knows exactly what he is: a player with a plan to stay emotionally unavailable, the last person who should be looking twice at his best friend's innocent little sister. But Chloe sees through every defense he's built, cataloging the details he thought no one noticed, and he's starting to realize that the most dangerous thing isn't wanting her—it's how much he wants her to want him back.

How long can you pretend you don't want something when it's sleeping two doors down the hall?

This istory is about the forbidden love between Maddison más her boss and father's best friend. A forbidden love that leads her yo commit César things to forget those social projudices se grew up with.

When Sylvia lost her last family and thought this was where her life as a rogue began, the most powerful Alpha dragged her to his mansion.
"I owe your father a debt," he said to her. "Anything you desire, I’ll give it."
But as he leaned closer—cedar and danger swirling in the air—all she wanted was:
His teeth on her neck.
His kiss like a brand.

Three years ago, my brother left me with his most trusted friend, Kaden.

That "trustworthy" Alpha had me pinned beneath him on my third night in the Shadow Pack.

Since then, I played his obedient little "sister" by day and spread my legs for him by night. Three years of sneaking around—I was done.

My ultimatum: make it official or we're done.

Hours ago, with me pressed into the mattress, he swore between thrusts, "Tomorrow. I'll tell everyone tomorrow."

Then his first love Chloe came back.

He dropped everything and ran to her. I followed. Watched him gently wipe her tears—the same hands that had gripped my throat just hours before.

"Kaden, you promised—"

"Shut up." He turned on me, voice lethal. "Don't say another word in front of Chloe. There's nothing between us. I'm doing Seth a favor, looking after his bratty sister. Clear?"
My hands trembled. Three years. All of it—a fucking joke.

I pulled out my phone and texted my brother: "The Silver Moon marriage. I accept."

At a three-day yacht party, my suppressants went missing.

Without them, my heat—that humiliating, consuming need my body couldn't control—hit me like a sledgehammer.

Worse—as I stumbled out of the bathroom, I collided with him.

Victor Sterling. My father's best friend. My boss. The one man I had no business fantasizing about every night when I touched myself.

This man, infamous for never touching women and his ice-cold control, never came to parties like this. Yet here he was.

And the worst part? Thanks to the storm, I'm trapped in a room with him tonight.

“Has all the ingredients for an instant success: plots, counterplots, mystery, valiant knights, and blossoming relationships replete with broken hearts, deception and betrayal. It will keep you entertained for hours, and will satisfy all ages. Recommended for the permanent library of all fantasy readers.” --Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (re The Sorcerer’s Ring)“The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)From #1 bestseller Morgan Rice, author of A Quest of Heroes (over 1,300 five star reviews) comes a startlingly new fantasy series. In THRONE OF DRAGONS (Age of the Sorcerers—Book Two) King Godwin mobilizes his army to cross the great bridge and invade the South to rescue his 17 year old daughter, Lenore. But Lenore is imprisoned deep in the South, under the watchful and hateful eye of King Ravin, and she may have to learn to escape herself first if she has any chance of escape.Her brother Rodry, though, is way ahead of the King’s men, deep in hostile territory, alone on a mission to save his sister—while her other brother, Vars, offers a lesson in cowardice and betrayal.Devin follows Gray, eager to learn more about how to harness his powers and about who he is.Greave travels to remote regions to find the house of scholars and to try to save his sister, Nerra.But Nerra, sickened by the scale sickness, is dying on a remote isle once touched by dragons. And her only chance of survival may just compel her to risk it all.And all of this will culminate in an epic battle that may just determine the fate of the two kingdoms.AGE OF THE SORCERERS weaves an epic sage of love, of passion, of sibling rivalry; of rogues and hidden treasure; of monks and warriors; of honor and glory, and of betrayal, fate and destiny. It is a tale you will not put down until the early hours, one that will transport you to another world and have you fall in in love with characters you will never forget. It appeals to all ages and genders. Book #3 (BORN OF DRAGONS) is now available for pre-order.“A spirited fantasy ….Only the beginning of what promises to be an epic young adult series.” --Midwest Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)“Action-packed …. Rice's writing is solid and the premise intriguing.” --Publishers Weekly (re A Quest of Heroes)

Elona, who is eighteen, is on the cusp of a new chapter- her final year of high school. A dream she has her sights on becoming a model. But beneath her confident exterior lies a secret crush on someone unexpected- Mr. Crane, her best friend's father.

Three years ago, after the tragic loss of his wife, Mr. Crane, a painfully handsome man, stands as a hardworking billionaire, a symbol of both success and unspoken pain. His world intersects with Elona's through her best friend, their shared street, and his friendship with her dad.

One fateful day, a slip of a thumb changes everything. Elona accidentally sends Mr. Crane a series of revealing photos intended for her best friend. As he sits at the boardroom table, he receives the unexpected images. His gaze lingers on the screen, he has a choice to make.

Will he confront the accidental message, risking a fragile friendship and potentially igniting emotions neither anticipated?

Or will he grapple with his own desires in silence, seeking a way to navigate this uncharted territory without disrupting the lives around him?

"Crawl to me, Jo," his voice was a low, dangerous command. I crossed my arms, glaring at him, trying to ignore the pulse of my blood and the heat pooling between my legs.
"Make me," I shot back. His smirk was the only warning I got. I knew I was in deep trouble.
Joan Madison has always despised Aaron Thompson, her best friend's arrogant, insufferable brother. The feeling was mutual—until it wasn't.
A vacation meant to be a getaway with her friend Rhoda takes a sharp turn when Joan finds herself tangled in a steamy, reckless encounter with the one man she swore she'd never want. What should've been a fleeting mistake becomes something far more dangerous as Aaron refuses to let her go—and his hunger for her only deepens.
Jo's trapped between desire and defiance, but one thing is clear: this game they've started could burn them both.

Reign was one the most successful and popular rock artist in the world, she was a star in her own right. She worked ten times harder than her male counterparts. There was a handful of female artists who had achieved the same kind of success she has at such a young age. She was very proud of what she had accomplished in the last three years. It wasn’t easy, she was only fifteen when her manager, Mac, discovered her.

She’d been touring and recording nonstop since she started three years ago. Her and her band have been together since the start of her career, they were all around the same age, but she was the youngest of the five of them. When it was decided that they would be taking at least six months off, the twin’s, Jyden and Jazlyn, parents invited Reign and the other two band members to come and spend their vacation with them. They lived in a small rural village on the coast of Scotland. It was secluded enough that security wouldn’t be a problem to arrange. Security was their specialty; they ran one of the most successful security firms in the world, Hunt Security.

Six months before her 18th birthday, she became the object of a psycho stalker and her manager hired Hunt Security Company. Little did she know that the brother of her guitarist and drummer was the one who would be in charge of her private security and become more than just her bodyguard.

“Please, no, please don’t” I said, a soft cry escaping from my lips.

His blue eyes pierced into mine. Why were they so gorgeous? No, I couldn’t think this way. I hated this man, I hated how he trapped me.

“I'm a sworn virgin to the goddess of Athena,” I said to him. Hades did not like this answer.

"I'll break you soon enough." He said.

“You’re going to suffer for this, Zeus will be furious!” I said after him as he exited the room.

“Zeus would pay to watch."

Kore for the whole summer before turning eighteen has been having vivid and sexual dreams about a mysterious man with blue eyes.

Suddenly, Kore is molested by Eros, the god of sex, and the mysterious blue-eyed man from the dreams saved her. The blue eyed man turns out to be Hades, the death.

Hades has also had these dreams of Kore and suspects them to be prophecies of his future. He attends Kore birthday party and falls for her beauty and youth from afar. The two of them become closer that night when Hades discovers that Kore has the ability to bring life back from the dead, something he did not think possible.

After seeing her power and beauty, Hades asks permission from Zeus, Kore father, to kidnap her and try to get her to fall in love with him.

Will Kore fall in his trap?

Warning: 18+

I kissed him back, sliding my hands around his neck and pressing him closer, eliminating any distance between us. My pussy was soaking wet, and at this point, I just needed him to fuck me—not soft or sweet, but rough, hardcore, and merciless.

As if he heard my traitorous thoughts, his hands slid down my back, gripping my waist before cupping my ass. He kneaded the soft flesh, pulling me tighter, and a moan escaped before I could stop it.

"Alpha," I managed to gasp between kisses.

His teeth grazed my bottom lip, tugging it into his mouth. "Say my name," he demanded.

"Kaidon," I breathed, feeling his rock-hard erection pressing against my stomach. He felt huge, and the thought of him inside me both scared and excited me.

"Good girl." He smirked against my mouth, nipping at my jaw, trailing hot, open-mouthed kisses down my neck. At this point, I stopped thinking. All I wanted was to drown in the heat of this moment.

Fuck shame, I thought. I want him now.

"Kaidon," I gasped, clutching his shoulders like a lifeline. "Please... stop teasing. Just fuck me."

**
Born wolfless and hunted after the brutal fall of her pack, Serena is driven by one purpose: vengeance for her slain parents. Desperate and alone, she seeks refuge with the most powerful Alpha in Elyndor, Kaidon—unaware that he is her fated mate.

But Kaidon is no ordinary Alpha, and Serena’s quest for revenge is only the beginning. As dark forces rise and secrets unravel, she’s thrust into a battle far greater than anything she ever imagined.

Will her unrelenting thirst for revenge consume her, or can she uncover the truth and embrace a destiny that could change the fate of Elyndor forever?

‘I had not expected to breed you, little girl.’ He said, his voice emotionless but his eyes were hot with lust,’ You were just a plaything to be used till I tired of you, but there was no way I would let any child of mine grow up as a bastard.’
My breath caught in my throat at the sheer cruelty, the heartlessness of his words. Was that all I had been to him?
The young innocent woman and the older, heartless Mafia Boss who cannot have enough of her.

When the cynical, jaded Mafia Don Lucien Delano, meets eighteen-year-old, Proserpina Martinez, she falls in love with him without realizing that she is just a plaything for him. By the time she comprehends reality, it is too late. Pregnant and alone the spirited young woman does something that takes the Don by surprise.
She runs away.
But the Don has never had a woman dump him; He is the one who leaves them, Incensed, he sets out to get them back
What happens next?
Read it to find out how the stormy, passionate lovers battle their emotions and themselves.

She built her whole life around a lie.

Princess Seraphine Dawnmere gave everything to the kingdom her time, her patience, her blood. And when the moment came to choose a husband and claim the throne, she chose the man she had loved since childhood. The man who had grown up beside her. The man who smiled at her like she was the only woman in the world.
She did not know that smile was practice.

Five years into her reign, she stopped being able to move her hands. Then her legs went cold. She died in the dark of her own chambers while her husband and her sister stood at the foot of the bed, watching.
She woke up screaming.

Not in the afterlife. Not in the grey between worlds. She woke up on the morning of her twenty-third birthday, in her old bed, with the announcement ceremony one day away and a second chance burning in her chest like an open wound.
This time, she does not choose Lord Cael Vanthorpe.

This time, she calls the name no one expected. A soldier. A half-blood general no one takes seriously. A man with a scarred face and no noble title and nothing to offer a princess except the one thing her kingdom never gave her.
Someone who never once lied to her face.

But the past is patient. And Seraphine is not the only one who came back.
Wings of the Twice-Crowned is a Fae fantasy romance about a princess who died knowing too late, a general who was never supposed to matter, and a kingdom where the most dangerous creatures do not have wings.

“Go after her! don't let her out of your sight!
“We can't afford to let her slip out of our hands this time, she needs to die, we need to make sure she does!

the voice rang out through her mind as she runs for her dear life in the middle of the night.

she ran as fast as she could but they soon caught up with her with one swift move.
without wasting more time, the leader of the gang shoots at her and she fell, bleeding heavily.

“Miss Samantha! the job is done, the princess is dead!

the man said.
when she heard the name of the person who ordered her to be put to death, her heart tweaks.

in the next splitting second, she was pushed down the cliff.

Five e Years Later, She is back With only one goal; Befriend the enemies and revenge

His lips were on hers, hard, demanding and devastating. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against him, making her feel every inch of his dominance.
She moaned against his lips, her fingers threading into his dark hair, pulling him closer.
The energy in the chamber shifted. The symbols on the walls glowed, reacting to their unbreakable seething bond.
Damian pulled back just enough to meet her gaze. His silver eyes burned with something she had never seen before, something ancient, something dangerous.
"This bond," he murmured, brushing his thumb over her lips, swollen from his kiss. "It’s more than just fate, Isla. It’s something that was written in the stars long before we ever met."


To repay her father's debt, Isla steps into the world of Damian Wolff, an enigmatic and dangerous Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack. What begins as servitude quickly becomes something more, as an undeniable pull binds them together.
But Isla is no ordinary human. Strange visions, violent dreams, and a power she can't explain begin to awaken, catching the attention of ancient forces determined to control or destroy her.
As Isla's connection with Damian deepens, truths about her bloodline unravel and a long-lost prophecy connected to their legacy threaten with reshaping their world.
Allies fall, enemies rise and forbidden bonds emerge as the future is in Isla’s hands.
Torn between love, duty and destiny, Isla must make an impossible choice: protect those she loves by surrendering herself or rise as the force she was born to be, even if it means tearing everything apart.
Passion, prophecy and betrayal weave a story where one woman’s fate could change everything.

Aurora Whitmore was the villain of Malcolm & Whitmore High. She was obsessed with her childhood love, Adrian Malcolm.
When he chose Jane Sinclair over her, Aurora lost control and on graduation night, she died after drinking a poisoned wine, not knowing who poisoned her. With her last breath, she wished for a second chance and woke up one year before her death.
This time, Aurora refuses to be the villain. She breaks off her engagement, stops chasing Adrian, and walks away with her pride intact. But the more she ignores him, the more Adrian wants her back.
And when his cold, mysterious half-brother Marcel, the one who was supposed to die, returns and begins to fall for Aurora after she saves him. Now the brothers are at war.
One wants the girl who stopped loving him. The other wants the girl who saved him. But Aurora isn’t chasing anyone anymore. She’s rewriting her fate.
Will Aurora be able to change her fate? Will she return back to Adrian or choose Marcel? Or will fate turn her into the villain again? There is only one way to find out.
Take note, that names, characters, location are all fictional.

Ophelia thought she had finally found happiness when the future Alpha Killian claimed her as his mate. But her joy is short-lived.

Used in a forbidden ritual, stripped of her wolf, and deceived by the man she loved, Ophelia is cast aside and sold like property. On the night of her escape, she falls off a cliff and dies but awakens with a second soul inside her — Avery, a powerful healer on the path of revenge.

They decide to work together.

Disguised and reborn, Ophelia becomes the Crescent Moon Pack's mysterious healer and catches the attention of the Alpha's brother who is miraculously her mate.

But Ophelia had sworn never to fall in love again. Not when she didn't have her wolf. Not when she hadn't gotten her revenge

Despite her excuses, fate had other plans for her.

As she reached the steps of her apartment building, a soft, melodic laugh echoed behind her. Aria spun around, but the street was empty. Only the lingering scent of wild roses and the fading notes of an impossible song hinted at the presence that had been there moments before.

"I, Damian Black, Alpha of the Lycan Pack, reject you, Brenda Moon, as my mate and future Luna."

Brenda had waited her entire life for a moment of light—only to be cast into greater darkness.

Abused, shamed, and cheated by her fated mate, Alpha Damian, Brenda was left broken and dumped like she was nothing. Labeled a useless Omega, she was removed from the pack, stripped of her honor, and left to die.

But the moon never forgets its children.

Saved by a rogue with secrets of his own, Brenda finds a powerful bloodline hidden within her blood—a rare gift that could shake the werewolf world. As she rises from the ashes, stronger, deadlier, and incredibly beautiful, the same Alpha who once refused her begins to chase the very woman he tried to kill.

But Brenda is no longer the fragile girl asking for love.

Now, she wants payback. She wants justice. And she wants her place—not by his side, but above him.

Will Damian earn her forgiveness, or will the true Luna release hell on the pack that wronged her?

The Alpha Heir finds me, lost, broken, and with no memory. He is my destined mate, the one who should have saved me.

But he rejects me for another.

His wolf, however, can’t let me go.

He locks me up, tries to control me, tries to force me to be his again.

But he doesn’t know what I know.

Someone stronger, more powerful, is coming for me.

And no one will stand in their way.

I was bullied by several girls in the locker room and stripped naked.
Theo Ellis, the pack's alpha, happened to pass by and saved me. He claimed I was his woman, but I am just an Omega without a wolf.
I became a slave to the twin alphas.
Theo violently shoved his fingers into my vagina.
"Sophia? You slept with Fabian, didn't you? Do you like it when I finger-fuck you?"
Just as I was about to orgasm, he abruptly pulled his fingers out: "Remember this feeling, savor it."
Fabian vigorously sucked on my clit, and I spread my legs and screamed.
"Do you like me kissing you here? Did Theo ever do this to you?"
I hate alphas, especially these twins.
They make me miserable, they bully me, and they force me into various positions for them to fuck me.
But, at the same time, I fall hopelessly in love with them...

She was chosen by the moon. Lyra never expected her eighteenth birthday to end with a crown on her head and a world resting in her hands. As the new Moon Goddess, she must learn to guide fate itself, balancing life, death, and everything in between. But in a realm of gods, power isn’t the only thing that matters. He was never meant to be hers. And yet— “I know I’m not the fated you had hoped for… but if you give me the chance, I’d like to learn your heart and soul. I’d like to hold them both.” In a world built on destiny and fate, they choose each other anyway. As their bond deepens, so does the danger. The threads begin to twist, and echoes of something broken ripple through the realms. When war reaches the people she loves most, Lyra must decide how far she’s willing to go to protect them. Being a goddess doesn’t mean she can save everyone, and love doesn’t mean she won’t lose everything.

“You know, when I first realised what you were to me, I thought the universe had made a mistake.”
My brows lift slightly. “A mistake?”
“Yes,” he says with a faint smile. “You were too bright. Too alive. Too extraordinary for someone like me.”
“That is impossible.”
His hand lifts slowly, brushing a loose strand of hair back from my face, his fingers lingering just long enough to make my breath catch. “You are the Moon Goddess,” he continues softly. “You carry the weight of worlds, the hopes of millions, the quiet rhythm of every life moving beneath these threads.” His thumb traces gently across my cheek. “And still,” he adds, voice lowering, “the only thing I’ve ever truly wanted from you… Is you.”

She was never meant to exist.
Hybrids that are born under the blood moon in Valeria are persecuted, and their existence forgotten over time.
Kaelia, a Lupherian Omega—wolf-moon spirit—is a special kind. She has managed to live this long by suppressing her scent, masking her strength, and disguising herself as a lowly Beta servant in the king's palace. Her only rule: stay invisible.

But when she’s forced into the path of Prince Alarion, the unmated Alpha heir bound by duty and desperation, a moment of chaos unravels her disguise. Her suppressed scent breaches the air—and his wolf responds with a single word: Mate.

What begins as denial spirals into obsession.

As courthouse rumor devolves into suspicion, and an undercover flame burns to engulf her, Kaelia and Alarion are inducted into a storm of ancient prophecy, royal heritage, and magical forces long feared and lost. For Kaelia's blood contains more than forbidden magic—it contains royal blood, and with it, a secret that could reduce the crown to ash.

With war stirring beneath the polished floors of the palace and enemies closing in from within, Kaelia and Alarion must choose:
Hide their bond and survive...
Or expose it and challenge the fate the moon has written for them both.

Blood of the Forbidden Moon is a slow-burn, soul-deep fantasy romance about love that defies kingdoms, power that defies bloodlines, and a mate bond that could either save the realm—or doom it.

The Crown burned the moment Elara touched it.

Not a royal.
Not a noble.
Just a nameless servant girl meant to stay invisible.

Yet when the Blood Moon rose and the ancient Crown awakened testing bloodlines and devouring the unworthy—it rejected every royal heir before the entire court.

Then it called her.

Chosen by forbidden magic older than the kingdom itself, Elara becomes the first ruler in Virellion’s history with no lineage… and the most dangerous queen prophecy ever named.

Because the Crown does not grant power freely.

It feeds on blood.
On fear.
On sacrifice.

Bound by ancient law, Elara is forced into an unbreakable union with King Kael—the cursed ruler whispered to be more monster than man. With every Blood Moon, the curse steals fragments of his soul, leaving behind a king feared for his cruelty and haunted by what he’s becoming.

To survive, he must accept a queen chosen by fate.
To rule, she must wear a crown that may consume her humanity.

Their bond is forged not by love—but by survival.

As rebellion ignites and forbidden magic begins to stir, Elara uncovers a truth the throne buried for centuries: the Blood Moon was never meant to choose kings.

It was meant to create weapons.

With each lunar rise, the Crown grows more demanding… and the king who swore never to love begins to desire the one woman prophecy claims will destroy him.

If Elara refuses the Crown, the kingdom will collapse into war.
If she accepts it, she may lose her heart—or become something no longer human.

As rebellion rises and dark truths surface, Elara discovers the throne has been built on a lie…
It chooses sacrifices.

Elara was chosen because the Blood Moon does not choose queens to rule.

It chooses them to bleed.

Elowyn Hale has spent her entire life being invisible.

Raised in the pack orphanage and labeled an omega without a wolf, she expects nothing from fate—especially not kindness. When she is sent to the Lycan royal palace as part of a servant offering, Elowyn believes she’s trading one form of obscurity for another.

Crown Prince Kael Elaris is everything Elowyn is not. Powerful, ruthless, and born to rule. When fate binds them together, Kael refuses to accept an omega servant as his mate.

As strange changes begin awakening inside Elowyn and dangerous secrets surface within the royal court, both are forced to confront a truth neither of them wants to face.

She was never meant to be powerless and he was never meant to let her go.

"First time?" he asks, lowering his hand to my abdomen, his body tensing.

I bite my lip to keep from answering, sensing his eyes flash with something dark. He pushes deeper inside me, and I wince.

Pain shoots through me, but pleasure quickly follows, numbing me to the world. The sparks and tingles distract me from the discomfort.

"So tight," he murmurs as he pulls out.

"Please," I moan recklessly, knowing I should stop him but unable to resist the overwhelming pleasure. It feels so good.

"Eager to feel my c**k," he growls as he thrusts back inside me, his voice making me forget the pain.

As the thrusts cease, his ragged breaths send shivers down my spine. I press my forehead into the pillow, disoriented.

"Mine..." He says in a low menacing voice whispers. Asher takes a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. Then, he says the words that shatter my heart. "I, Asher Knight, Alpha of the Redwood Pack, hereby reject you, Alethea Weaver of BloodMoon pack as my mate."


Alethea is haunted by mysterious dreams of a powerful mate, her life takes a darker turn when her father forces her to be a breeder to Xavier, the Beta of the Bluemoon Pack. But when Xavier's jealous girlfriend threatens her life, Alethea has no choice but to run.

Alethea is attacked and saved by a shadowy figure-Alpha Asher, when he is hunting in the woods, knowing she is his fated mate.
An accident leaves Alethea with no memory of her past-and no idea that she's carrying Asher's child. As she rebuilds her life, hidden truths, and long-buried secrets begin to resurface.

Can Alethea unlock her true identity? Will she uncover why Asher pushed her away? Will she discover her power before it's too late?