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I was the female warrior of the Silver Claw Pack, destined to be Beta.
Until the eve of the selection trials.
That was when they hit me with wolfsbane, then trapped me inside a fire they set on purpose. The flames took my face. Almost took my wolf.
I thought it was an accident. Right up until I heard my Alpha mate say to my mother:
"She just lost her looks. But Celia lost her confidence. She owed her that."
Turns out, my mother was the one who locked the door. My mate was the one who pushed me into the fire. So Celia could become Beta without me in the way.
Later, they trapped me in a second fire. They stood there and watched me burn.
They thought I was dead.
What they don't know is that I crawled back out of those flames.
Three years later, when I take my place on the throne as the strongest Beta alive, I'll make sure every single one of them understands.
Fire never destroyed me. It just burned away their last way out.

36 weeks pregnant, I was thrown into the dungeon by my own husband.

When my water broke, I desperately reached out through the mate bond, calling for him—only to discover that he had severed it with his own hands.

They lashed my swollen belly with leather whips. They injected wolfsbane into my veins. And when my baby's head began to crown, they shoved her back inside me.

All because his sister-in-law Genevieve was also in labor today—and her child had to be born as the pack's heir.

I crawled out of that dungeon, drenched in my own blood, only to find him blocking the doorway.

I knelt at his feet, clutching at his trousers, begging. "The baby is innocent. Please... just let me deliver her..."

He kicked me away in disgust. "Wait until Genevieve is done."

Later, fireworks lit up the sky. The entire pack celebrated the birth of Genevieve's heir.

I was dumped in a water cell, watching my blood slowly turn the ice-cold water crimson, feeling my daughter grow still inside me.

Only after he'd gazed adoringly at the newborn in Genevieve's arms did he finally remember me. He sent someone to fetch me from the dungeon.

But his servant returned white-faced, voice trembling:

"Alpha! The Luna... she and the baby... they're both dead!"

In my last life, a friend I’d trusted for ten years drove a knife into my heart over a single biscuit. When I opened my eyes again, we had both been reborn—right before the extreme freeze arrived.

He was convinced the apocalypse had come. He borrowed from loan sharks, rented a massive warehouse to hoard supplies, and even crowned himself king during the icebound period, killing without mercy.

But he didn’t know the truth:

This disaster would end completely after only thirty days.

While he taunted me like a madman, I didn’t expose him. I calmly requested thirty days of paid leave from my company.

This time, I’ll sit in a warm, climate-controlled room and watch—when the state machine restarts on day thirty—how he drops to his knees and sobs in despair.

Caroline’s return to her ancestral home is met with cold stone floors and colder hearts. A decade away has not dulled the whispers of duty and tradition that echo through the halls. As her mother reveals a shocking truth, Caroline is thrust into a legacy of secrets and a marriage she never wanted. Bound by blood to a fate intertwined with the supernatural, she must navigate a world where the living play by the rules of the dead. With her family’s survival hanging in the balance, Caroline’s only hope lies in unraveling the mysteries of her lineage before it’s too late. Every choice has a price, can she escape the shadows of the past, or will she become another victim of the family’s curse? This gripping tale invites readers into a labyrinth of intrigue and dark legacies, where the line between sacrifice and survival blurs.

(From 'When His Wolves Sing' comes another epic tale)

"What Is Fate, Alpha Of Alphas?"

Fate:

In the heart of the training grounds, the Alpha of all Alphas stood, his presence commanding and his aura crackling with electricity. With his black hair billowing behind him like a cape, he fixated on a mysterious figure that materialized before him. As his eyes transformed, reflecting the colors of his father's Wolves, his Beta's urgent question fell on deaf ears. Without hesitation, he aimed his wolfsbane arrow at the target, his wolf battling for control. Against the pleas of his inner beast, he released the arrow, piercing the heart of his prey. The aftermath left him shattered, consumed by guilt and sorrow.

But Fate had more in store for him.

As he knelt, broken and weeping, his Lycan roared within him, demanding answers. The Alpha Of Alphas, rising to his feet, faced the lifeless form before him. Tears streaming down his face, he addressed his Beta, speaking softly of the cruel twist of fate that had befallen him. Forty years without a mate, only to be granted one by the Luna Goddess herself-a fierce Tiger, and not just any Tiger, but his sworn enemy.

And then, a voice emerged from the shadows.

A child.

Fate just got a whole lot more badass.

---The game between Alpha and his Huntress mate---
---Who can be the final winner?---
---Who loses her/his heart in the game?---

“You know you never told me why you had those numbers,” Rogan said, “Do they mean something special?”
“We get them assigned, but I was able to decide mine,” I said.
“Oh? Why 110 then?” Rogan kept asking.
I smiled a little, and Rogan looked at me confused.
“It … it was my father’s number,” I said.
“I … I wanted to honour him, you know.
Rogan squeezed my hand and I looked up at him and smiled.
“You were a great hunter,” he said. “But now you need to be a great Luna.”


Her number is 110, her name was rarely used. But she indeed has a beautiful name, Serena. Serena lost her family at a very young, she hated all of the werewolves who ruin her life. When she was sent to kill the most powerful Alpha Rogan, Serena didn’t have any hesitation, Alpha Rogan must be killed.

Alpha Rogan caught the most unexpected prey, his mate, a little huntress. To deal with her was much more difficult than killing his enemies with blood. He knew she hated him and he himself should stay away from her. But he just couldn’t, he wanted his mate so much and never wanted to hurt her.

"What if he is the one? But he is afraid to tell you?"

┉ Once upon a one night stand in Milan, Italy ┉
Two people fell in love.

He snuck out in the morning, before she woke up. And when she finally woke up, she couldn't remember who the stranger was she had a one night stand with.

Years later, they still couldn't get over each other. HE turned into a womanizer to forget her and SHE remained single, because she couldn't get the one night stand out of her head.

They both break their heads to find each other. HE in search for the girl who stole his heart during a One Night Stand and SHE for the guy who made her fall in love.

As the saying goes: "What's meant to be, will find its way back."

But will it be that easy?

SHE can't remember HIM.

But HE can never forget about HER.

Story that is full of Heartbreak, Secrets, Lies.

I was a god damn business man. Business deals, contracts, name them and I could all arrange them effortlessly. No hesitation. No second thoughts.

And suddenly she came into my world. A angel who is pure and dangerous.

I was afraid. Afraid of her not belonging to me.

Afraid of losing her.

Afraid that this love is only one sided.

And that suffocates me.

Edward Milano just couldn't stop thinking about Ariana Alexandre, the innocent nineteen-year-old he bedded for one night.

The look on her face when he told her the next morning that it was nothing but a one night stand, still haunted him. He wants her again because no matter how many women he has slept with, they couldn't satisfy the way she did.

Fast forward to six years and there she is, working in the company he bought. Aiden wants to win her back, no matter what.

But she hates him. Not only that but she's got secrets. Secrets that can ruin him for good.

"Let go of me!"
"You're asking me to let go of you? Weren't you the one who took the initiative that night?" Amos Granger's words struck her like a bolt of lightning.
"What are you talking about? I don't know what you're talking about."
"Woman..." Amos gently pinched Eudora's chin. "There isn't a woman in this world who dares to defy me."


Eudora has been married for three years. Her husband never touched her but he had many affairs with other women. To revenge her unfaithful husband, she planned to have a one-night stand with the dirtiest and ugliest person. Therefore, she chose a beggar-like man who was covered with blood.
Unexpectedly, this man was Amos, the most successful businessman in the world.
He used to be allergic to women. However, he could not forget the passionate night he spent with Eudora when he was seriously injured. He swore he would find her.
By accident, they met again, but Eudora could not recognize Amos. With an evil smile on his face, Amos tightened his grip on Eudora and pressed her against the wall.
"You took advantage of me that night. And now it's my turn!"

Estelle’s life was once a fairy tale, filled with love and promise. However, tragedy struck on the day of their wedding. Estelle’s father and Cristofer’s parents were involved in a car accident that took their lives instantly. The loss was devastating for Cristofer, causing him to sink into deep sorrow and anger towards Estelle.

One tragedy comes after another, and she finds herself battling cancer, heartbreak, and deceit. In a world where all seems lost, Estelle must dig deep to find the strength to fight for what she loves most.


Cristofer’s magnetic yet cold voice wrenched her mind back to reality, “Sign the divorce paper now!”
Estelle lay her legs down, sat up, and asked, “Did you drink?”
“It’s none of your business.”
“Drinking is bad for your stomach.”
“I need to drink so that I won’t feel disgusted when having sex with you.”
“You couldn’t wait to divorce me?” Her voice sounded weak.
She turned her back on him as the smoke nearly smothered her, and she started coughing again.
“You know that, don’t you?” Cristofer deliberately breathed out a stream of smoke in her direction and felt inexplicably pleased to see her coughing and trembling.

“You owe me once. When are you going to pay it back?”
It was said that the reserved and noble Michael Johnson had no interest in women. But he wanted to spend a night with this woman.
Diana Garcia felt extremely regretful.
When she woke up in the morning, she felt her body extremely weak
Michael, however, smiled so cunningly. “Diana, we’ll continue tonight.”

Experience love when it’s least expected with four full-length, heartwarming sweet romances in the One Night to Forever box set by USA TODAY Bestselling Author Melissa McClone.Fiancé for the Night: When a fake engagement spirals out of control, Cassandra fears losing her heart. Will she end the fake engagement, or could Troy be her perfect husband for life?The Wedding Lullaby: After an impromptu wedding that was just for fun, Laurel discovers she’s pregnant. Will she get the marriage and family she dreams of having with Brett?A Little Bit Engaged: A PR nightmare drags Cara into a fake engagement with A-list actor—and former crush—Brody. What will it take for her to survive the ruse with her heart intact?Love on the Slopes: The one person who can help her is the last person she’d ever trust…again. Can Ryland and Brynn overcome their painful pasts and make their dreams come true—together?With fake engagements, a surprise pregnancy, friendship to love, and hate to love storylines, these four novels will take you from San Francisco to Portland to Sun Valley. Treat yourself and find out how one night can lead to forever…

Betrayed. Three years of love dead in an instant. I walked in on Adrian fucking my stepsister Sophia in the parking garage—her legs wrapped around him, his BMW fogged and rocking, her smirk cruel and triumphant.

"Better than her?" she moaned.

"So much better," he grunted.

My world shattered. Then everything fell apart: my father framed, his suicide attempt, suffocating medical bills. Drunk and broken, I let Sebastian—a cold, dominant billionaire—take me hard.

Next morning, a six-month contract: he erases my debts, saves my father, and I'm his property—his to own, his to fuck, whenever he pleases.

I thought it was just a deal, never expecting it hid a twenty-year bond. By day, a cold, untouchable Wall Street tycoon. By night, feral, insatiable, rough yet worshipful—consumed by a decades-long obsession.

He destroys my enemies, uncovers every lie, keeps me locked in his grip. When he drives into me, deep and relentless, his voice ragged against my neck: "I've been searching for you for twenty years, Emma. This cunt is mine. This body is mine. Every fucking breath you take belongs to me. Don't you dare run."

This deal-born possession—ruin or fate? The truth hits: he's loved me all along, waited, burned, just to claim me completely.

"Wellington!" I cried out, unable to stop the sensation building inside me.
"Yes, my babe, let it all out," he said, his voice deep and commanding. I screamed his name as the release came, my body shaking uncontrollably. Fluid poured from my pussy, leaving me breathless and dazed.
"What was that?" I asked, panting.
He chuckled, his mouth glistening. "Your first orgasm, baby. I love the taste.”


One reckless night turned Louisa’s life upside down. She lost her virginity, got pregnant, and had to drop out of school after working so hard for her future. The stranger she slept with disappeared, and all her efforts to find him failed. Few years later, Louisa is stunned to see him on TV, Wellington Morgan, the billionaire CEO, now engaged to another woman after his actions shattered her life. Thrown into Wellington’s dangerous world of secrets, Louisa must fight to protect her son. Can Wellington and Louisa overcome the past, or will it tear them apart forever when Wellington’s wedding date with her fiance has been fixed?

Maxine Wards ran away from her home, which made her lost in the city. Thank goodness cause there's one guy who saw her sleeping in the street. Harold Vans (the grandfather of five hot jerks) brought her to the Mansion and adopted her temporarily.

And due to important matters, Harold Vans needed to fly abroad for some matters so Maxine Wards left in hand with these FIVE HOT JERKS, named; Alyn Crawford, Louis Howard, Byron Wagner, Giles Christophe and Sid Granger.

What do you think would happen in her life along with these five hot jerks? Would she run away again to run from these jerks? Or she will continue her life and live in ONE ROOF WITH FIVE HOT JERKS?

They thought they were enemies. Fate made them mates.

Joy Stone isn’t just the brainy, sarcastic queen of pranks—she’s a deadly Alpha hybrid in disguise. At her human university, no one suspects the quiet nerd is also the fiercest warrior of the Diamond Heart Pack.

Until he walks in.

Lex: infuriatingly gorgeous, maddeningly brilliant, and cocky enough to challenge her at every turn. He’s also the future Alpha of the Water Moon Pack, a notorious playboy whose charm breaks hearts almost as fast as his fists break bones—and now, her new rival for the top spot on campus.

Their war starts with stolen notes, savage comebacks, and steamy glares that last too long. But one reckless kiss, one dark secret, and one blood-soaked rescue later… everything changes.

They’re not just rivals.
They’re mates.

Now Joy has to choose: resist the pull—or give in to a bond that could expose everything she’s worked to hide.

Enemies in the classroom. Lovers by fate. And in the end, only one will top the pack.

“Morgan Rice has come up with what promises to be another brilliant series, immersing us in a fantasy of valor, honor, courage, magic and faith in your destiny. Morgan has managed again to produce a strong set of characters that make us cheer for them on every page.…Recommended for the permanent library of all readers that love a well-written fantasy.”--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (regarding Rise of the Dragons)From #1 Bestseller Morgan Rice comes an unforgettable new fantasy series. In A THRONE FOR SISTERS (Book one), Sophia, 17, and her younger sister Kate, 15, are desperate to leave their horrific orphanage. Orphans, unwanted and unloved, they nonetheless dream of coming of age elsewhere, of finding a better life, even if that means living on the streets of the brutal city of Ashton. Sophia and Kate, also best friends, have each other’s backs—and yet they want different things from life. Sophia, a romantic, more elegant, dreams of entering court and finding a noble to fall in love with. Kate, a fighter, dreams of mastering the sword, of battling dragons, and becoming a warrior. They are both united, though, by their secret, paranormal power to read other’s minds, their only saving grace in a world that seems bent to destroy them.As they each embark on a quest and adventure their own ways, they struggle to survive. Faced with choices neither can imagine, their choices may propel them to the highest power—or plunge them to the lowest depths.A THRONE FOR SISTERS is the first book in a dazzling new fantasy series rife with love, heartbreak, tragedy, action, magic, sorcery, fate and heart-pounding suspense. A page turner, it is filled with characters that will make you fall in love, and a world you will never forget. Book #2—A COURT FOR THIEVES—will be released soon.“An action packed fantasy sure to please fans of Morgan Rice’s previous novels, along with fans of works such as The Inheritance Cycle by Christopher Paolini…. Fans of Young Adult Fiction will devour this latest work by Rice and beg for more.” --The Wanderer, A Literary Journal (regarding Rise of the Dragons)

Stella Moore only wanted Revenge.

Ten years ago, her family was murdered by King's corporation.
Forced into hiding, she and her aunt fled to another country, taking on new identities to escape their enemies. Now she's back– to make every one of them pay.

As the president's secretary, she can access the corporation's secrets. Step by step she gathers evidence to bring down King’s corporation. But there’s one problem in her way–the president–Liam Carson.
Handsome, charming, and kind, he stirs feelings she has never known. As the lines between love and revenge start to blur, Stella faces an impossible choice.

Will she carry on with her plans for revenge and throw away her chance at love? Or will she give it up for the man whose family destroyed hers? And when the truth of who she is finally comes out–will their love be enough?

Seven years ago, Chloe was driven away from the Blackthorn Pack for being a wolfless girl, forced to abandon her fated mate, the noble and disciplined Tristan Adams. Now an independent architect, she returns to the ominous Blackthorn Manor as the girlfriend of Ethan Moore—Tristan’s fiercely possessive and emotionally unstable younger brother. The moment Chloe steps inside, the cold and aristocratic Alpha recognizes his lost mate, his inner silver-gray wolf pushing past his refined restraint into a dark, obsessive jealousy.
To keep her trapped by his side, Tristan uses his immense corporate power to force her company into a predatory multi-billion-dollar contract based on a college dream they once shared. While Ethan clings to Chloe as his emotional anchor to keep his own unstable black wolf from snapping, Tristan relentlessly breaks down her defenses behind a secret bedroom door and a one-way glass wall. Caught in a nerve-wracking web of hidden truths and near-discoveries, Chloe tries to protect Ethan's fragile mental state while drowning in the irresistible magnetic pull of her first love. Every hesitation she makes pushes the two brothers deeper into a dangerous rivalry, unaware that a powerful, ancient white wolf is quietly waiting to awaken inside her.

Ethan and I have been in a secret marriage for four years. For the sake of his white moonlight, Chloe, he asked me to sign the divorce agreement eight times.
When we first got together, he held me gently and promised to make our marriage public, but he abandoned me again and again for her.
During the first divorce, I stood in the cold wind holding flowers and cried bitterly. On the sixth divorce, he was accompanying her to celebrate her birthday.
My repeated concessions only brought me repeated hurt and betrayal from him. Until this time, I took the initiative to pack my luggage. He thought I would wait for him to remarry, but little did he know that this time, I would leave completely and never look back.

Madam, your fetus is perfectly healthy, and all indicators are completely normal," Dr. Helena said with a smile as she looked at the image on the ultrasound machine.
"Really?" Emily slowly sat up on the hospital bed. She glanced down at her slightly swollen belly, gently placed her fingertips over it, and a look of worry crossed her face.
This was her second child. Her first pregnancy had also gone perfectly at every prenatal check-up, yet in the end…
"Everything is stable for now," Dr. Helena comforted her. "Rest assured, what happened last time was just an accident. Take good care of yourself this time, and come to the hospital right away if anything feels wrong."
The moment Emily thought of her first baby, a dull ache welled up in her heart.
It had been a baby boy.
Both of her children with her husband Watson were conceived through IVF.
When the first pregnancy succeeded, she had been overjoyed. She prepared the nursery, bought tiny baby clothes, and even started thinking of names.
But shortly after the baby was born, it passed away.

Warning : 21+

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

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

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


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


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


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

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

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

Blurb:

“Now honey, what was that about earlier?” Mom demands after a beat, her voice even. Controlled. Measured. Like she's always been.

I look at her. At her copperry red hair much like my own, conflicted. And my eyes water.

It's about how I can still feel Grayson's touch on my skin mum. How his tongue has done things to me. Things too unholy to describe.

About how the scent of him—the mere thought of him—makes me heady.

And now, you’re marrying his father?

Grayson's bad news for goddess’ sake!

I want to tell her all that, but I don't.

I Can't.

“You didn't even stop to think about it,” I say instead, not liking the crack in my voice at the end.

“Probably because there was nothing to think about,” mother shrugs, frowning in concern. “What is this really about Ginny?”

Ginny. The five letter syllable that somehow sounds so different—sinfully different—when he says it.

“You've been acting weird ever since I mentioned coming back.. Is there something I should know?” she probes.

And then..

Her face grows pale.


Ours is a story that was never meant to be written.

A broken symphony, A perfect imagery with cracks.

He was my living torment, I was his subject. His prey. His Forbidden fruit.

We weren't meant to love. To feel so deeply. To Burn.

But we did anyways.

And the inferno we created?

Blew out of proportion.

Destroying everything we once thought we knew.

Again, we weren't meant to love,

But our story was a destructive force of nature,

Bound by soul-ties that could not be denied.

Missing for five years, I dragged my slightly crippled left leg back to the slums.

Only to see my once-gentle wife wearing a cheap, fraying apron, being mercilessly humiliated in front of a greasy sink.
My five-year-old son was cowering beside a pile of garbage, clutching a broken toy, trembling in fear.

A high-and-mighty tycoon slapped a three-million-dollar IOU across my face. A thug kicked a plate of rancid, rotting meat scraps to my feet, sneering, "Lick it clean, and I'll waive ten thousand in interest."

Desperate to protect me, my wife pushed me away, only to be brutally kicked into the muddy water by a bodyguard, revealing a back covered in a suffocating, horrific lattice of burn marks and whip scars.

Everyone thought I was just a crippled piece of trash—a useless man who couldn't even protect his own wife and child.
That was, until I reached into my coat and pulled out a black satellite phone that had gathered dust for five years.

"Disable Ghost Silence Protocol. Initiate full takeover."

That night, eight heavy attack helicopters tore through the clouds, blotting out the sky.
Hundreds of fully armed, elite special operatives descended from above. Dropping to one knee in the freezing mud, they roared in unison: "Welcome back, Young Master!"

The entire city’s municipal assets, the police force, the underworld—both the light and the dark—could be reduced to ashes with a single thought from me.

I took off my tattered jacket and draped it gently over my wife's trembling shoulders. Then, I crushed the tycoon's mechanical prosthetic limb with my bare hands. My voice was calm, yet it sent a chilling shockwave through everyone present:

"Three million? I just did the math on the scars you owe my wife..."
"Now, you owe me thirty billion."

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

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

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

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

Of course I blamed you.

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

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

Controlling?

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

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

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

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

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

It’s true what they say about marriage: one partner’s always happier than the other.

Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage.

The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie’s long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back.

Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan.

Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.

In my last life, my parents favored my younger brother. They promised him to the angel who would remain on the surface, and shoved me to an abyssal demon.
When the apocalypse came, the angel burned through her divine power and fell. I took my family in out of kindness, and they repaid me with a bowl of poisoned soup.
When I opened my eyes again, our whole family had reincarnated.
This time, my parents couldn’t wait to push my brother into the demon’s arms, dreaming of living off him inside the abyssal lair.
I watched them sign the shadow contract like they were grabbing a priceless treasure, then took the rejected holy-light angel without hesitation.
They had no idea the Abyss’s shelter is paid for in flesh and blood.
But an angel’s loyalty can raise an iron divine kingdom that never falls, even in this world-ending flood.

Antonella has always attracted everyone around her with her surreal beauty and allure. Surrounded by sycophants, she finally manages to make a loyal friend, Fanny, who was bullied for having disabilities.

Fanny was a great friend, but she also had four brothers who soon met the famous Antonella, leaving her burning with desire.

Nobody knew about Antonella's relationship with the four beautiful and naughty bad boys. She had fun with them, doing crazy things together, and experiencing everything that pleasure can bring.

#Reversedharem

I was carrying Don Elijah’s child. But on the exact day I went into labor, the man I loved dragged me to an underground freezer—standing at a deadly minus ten degrees Celsius—and locked the heavy metal door.

The reason? The Varro Mafia family’s ironclad rule: the firstborn son inherits the entire empire. His brother’s wife, Elena, was also pregnant, our due dates separated by a single day.

To guarantee his brother’s child secured the throne, Elijah callously snuffed out my hope.

"Elena’s child must be born first," he demanded coldly. "This is what you owe them!"

He ignored the warm rush of my broken water. He ignored my agonizing, tearing contractions. He shoved me into the icy darkness, violently injecting me with a drug specifically designed to halt my labor.

Curled up on the frost-covered concrete, freezing and completely alone, I clutched my stomach in sheer agony. In the suffocating cold, I felt the terrifying stillness. I felt the tiny, fighting heartbeat inside me slowly, torturously fading away.

Hot tears streamed down my face, freezing before they hit the ground.

"My baby..." I whispered into the pitch-black void, my heart shattering into a million pieces. "Mommy is so sorry..."

Elijah sacrificed our child out of blind loyalty to his brother. But when he finally opens that frostbitten door, he won’t merely find a broken woman—he will face the terrifying, irreversible ruin of his own legacy.

At my bedside, for what felt like the hundredth time,my family asked me nervously,“Are you still planning to look for Elias?”
I blinked in confusion, asking, “Who is Elias? Why would I look for him?”
And at that moment, the doctors declared me “recovered.”
I was finally allowed to leave the psychiatric clinic that had tormented me for more than a year.
They told me—that Elias never existed, that I had fallen into delusion, loving a man created by my imagination.
I understand that only by obeying them can I regain my freedom.

“Open for me baby...” he begged me, and I'm undone.

His hand is between my legs, and again he started caressing me, every part, in and out like he wanted to know all of me. I think that never in my life a man touched me like this.

But Ethan was determined, he started rubbing, pushing, and I couldn't help myself as I cried in pleasure, arching my back and trembling. My hands are pressed in his back, my nails digging.

He pushed one finger inside of me, out and in, rubbing with his thumb in that place that made me crazy. He just kept going at it, making my insides climb higher and higher, until I was ready to my climax.

“Ethan my god…” I moan, unable to speak.

I was too busy breathing and moaning trying to hold myself together. I cried out, pushing my core against his hand because I wanted more and more.


What would you do if the man who destroyed your life showed up again?

Priscilla finds that the important new client at her job is her childhood and her first crush... but the man who haunted her teenage years.

She clearly heard him say… “"Why would you want to go out with that... girl? You want to be a joke? Unless you like girls... way overweight... like a little pig,"...and that's when the nightmare started.

But now Ethan returns and does nothing but hunt down Priscilla.

Will she be able to forget what he did? Can she run away from Ethan? What's his sudden interest in her after all this time?

He was silent while he held his stare on me and then he growled as worry flash through his green eyes, “Why?”
“I am in love with someone else and I am not leaving him for someone that I don’t care about.” “I am not going to date you or get to know you.”


Sianna and Curtis are high school sweethearts. Thinking that their love could conquer all obstacles, they vowed to reject their mates and be together. Sianna met her mate and rejected him. But When Curtis met his mate, he cheated and lied to Sianna instead. Broken-hearted, Sianna found comfort in someone else's arms, her Alpha, and they had a one night stand.
Now what happens when the Alpha does not want to let Sianna go? How far will the Alpha go to keep her? Should she forgive and honor her promise to Curtis or take her chances with the possessive Alpha? Will Curtis be able to redeem himself and get his Sianna back?

Sonia Bliss lost her father in a car crashed leaving debts for her to settle. There was nothing Sonia could do and debtors were on her neck. In order to pay, the only solution that came in was to work as a dancer for had exotic club owned by the debtor. A twisted tale unfolded in Sonia life after she was drugged and had a one night stand with the ruthless billionaire Antonio Jackson. Antonio Jackson saw Sonia predicament as had opportunity to trap Sonia in had agreement of becoming his fuck buddy until she graduate from the university. At first, they didn't have a good partnership because all Antonio desired from Sonia was pleasure and lust but eventually, Sonia fell in love with Antonio and became pregnant. Antonio didn't reciprocate his love for Sonia until it was already too late and when the agreement ended, Sonia left Antonio because of the endless torment of his fiancee.

My eyes flutter shut, my mind and head racing against each other as Xerxes teeth grazes my bottom lip, causing a gasp to rip out of me which he takes a full advantage of and shoves his tongue down my throat, roaming and tasting my warm cavern. For the first time, I finds myself struggling to keep up with the fervor of the kiss. Xerxes kisses me with the intention to possess, it's pure and raw, leaving room for nothing else. He pulls me with a force that I doesn't fight against as I falls on Xerxes's lap, willingly placing my knees on both sides of his hips and straddles him, my arms going around his neck and I lets myself be owned by this domineering man.


Ciel Reid is no stranger to scandal. As a rebellious actor with a bad-boy reputation, he's clawed his way to fame, leaving a trail of chaos. But when his career teeters on the edge of ruin, a lifeline appears in the form of Xerxes Laurent—a ruthless CEO with secrets as dark as his suits.
Xerxes offers him a chance to reclaim his stardom, but there’s a catch: a contract for a fake engagement that will make Ciel his pawn. What begins as a twisted business deal soon becomes a high-stakes game of power, desire, and betrayal.
In Silk Chains and Spotlight, passion burns, loyalties shatter, and nothing is what it seems.

Kaima never imagined that a simple departmental bonfire night could change so much in her life. She had been focused on her studies, content with the occasional laughter shared with Chelsea and the reliable presence of Chuma. But then came Obinna, the charming, confident third-year student who seemed to have an effortless way of pulling people into his orbit. Their friendship had grown quickly, from casual chats after lectures to late-night calls and study sessions that felt a little too personal. It was all fun and games until emotions started creeping in, making it harder to define what they really were to each other.

A book about young love, family and friendships.

"I should kill you," Ava whispered, blade poised against his chest.

"And yet," Ethan murmured, his smile dangerous and knowing, "you haven’t moved."*

Ava Morales was forged to hunt monsters. Trained by the Church in shadows and steel, every kill sharpens her—but nothing dulls the ache of losing her family to the wolves she was raised to destroy. She was never meant to feel… until Ethan Blackwood.

Billionaire. Alpha. Predator in tailored suits. He commands rooms, boardrooms, and her attention with equal ease. His presence coils around her like smoke, his touch forbidden, his hunger reflected in eyes that dare her to resist. Every instinct screams danger, yet every heartbeat betrays her desire.

Then the hunt shifts. Tarot cards bearing her face appear across New York, branding her as The Huntress. Enemies gather. The Church whispers of treachery. And beneath it all, her own blood—hidden, untamed—stirs with secrets she’s long denied.

As the full moon rises, Ava faces a choice: obey her sacred vow… or surrender to the fire burning between them. Executioner or mate. Hunter or hunted. Love or death.

I straddled him on the big bed with my mouth not leaving his and my fingers feverishly working on the buttons of his shirt fighting the need bursting forth in my as his hand wandered my thighs, working its way in between them agitating the flesh between my thighs. Stroking feathery in circular motion around my soaking wet panties before they coasted over to my boobs, squeezing the mound before he found the hook freeing them from the trapping bra. Another moan sounded in my throat as his lips worked on the hardened nipples.


A simple lie turns complicated when Ellen Evans switches places with her identical twin sister, Elena. This has her wiggling into the ruthless Prince Sebastian's bed. Things grow complicated now she is marked by her twin sister’s mate but what happens when the truth surfaces the next morning?

Prince Sebastian's life takes a different turn when his path crosses with Ellen's. Things grow even more complicated when he realizes Ellen is pregnant with his child but worse, Ellen is nowhere to be found.

A couple, a story, however, for him to assume that he loves her will be difficult. For her to forgive him will be complicated, another story of our favorite couple, He loves her but doesn't want to admit this love for her, He falls in love but doesn't want to admit it, but can't hold on for long because he is crazy about her, Ana in turn is more down to earth and wants to go easy.

For centuries, witches like me were born to belong to vampires—owned, controlled, and broken when we resisted. I knew my life would end in chains.

I just didn’t expect it to begin with him. Prince Silas Bancroft ripped me from my bed and killed my mother for my father’s crime. He claimed me as his property and dragged me beneath the streets of Paris, into a city where witches exist to serve and survive in silence. I learned quickly how to obey. How not to tremble when he came too close. Until my magic awakened—and I did the impossible. When I entered Silas’s mind, I felt his hunger, his control… and something dangerously intimate beneath it. The bond makes him powerful.

I was born his slave. But now, I’m the one inside his head.

"You bear my mark now, little rose. On Christmas Day, you'll either become mine forever... or die screaming."
Lyra Thorne has spent three years as a registered blood donor in Nocturne Heights—selling her blood to live, seeing her dignity slip away drop by drop. She's invisible, useless, just another human commodity in a planet governed by eternal predators. But she bears it all for one reason: to pay for her younger sister's treatment, keeping the only family she has left alive.
Everything changes on the Winter Solstice, the most important night in vampire society.
Summoned to the Crimson Spire for the elite's old festival, Lyra expects another humiliating night of being treated like living animals. Instead, she falls into a restricted ceremonial room and disrupts something forbidden—Lord Kaelen Nightshade, the vampire prince, executing a blood rite meant exclusively for eternal brides.
One drop of her blood on antique stone. One instant of eye contact beneath the crimson moon. One mark scorching into her flesh like liquid fire.
The harm is done.
Kaelen is the most dreaded vampire in the city—ruthless, coldly attractive, and bound by laws older than human history. For ages, he's rejected every noble vampire brought to him, and vampire rule is absolute: he cannot marry a human as his wife. The inadvertent marking should be impossible. But the tie has awoken, scorching through both their veins, and it cannot be undone.
Now Lyra has twelve days till Christmas, when the mark will fully grow. If Kaelen claims her, she'll turn into an immortal—but the Vampire Council will murder them both for breaching holy law. If he rejects her, the imperfect relationship will eat her from inside, murdering her in the most torturous way conceivable.

As the son of a retired football legend and the twin brother of his college team’s star quarterback, Xavier Hunt is expected to live and breathe football. The world doesn’t understand why he rides the bench — but for Xavier, the game was never his dream. Football is his father’s legacy and his brother’s passion, not his own. He on the team to make them happy. The only place he truly feels alive is under stage lights, performing music with his band far away from expectations.

Hailey has her life carefully planned. She may not love everything about college, but she excels where it matters — her studies and her relationship with her boyfriend, Ryan. Determined to keep her perfect world intact, she tolerates parties and social circles she would rather avoid, including and limited to the presence of Xavier Hunt, the one person who constantly challenges her patience and disrupts her peace. To her, Xavier is arrogant, reckless, and dangerously good at exposing cracks she refuses to acknowledge.

When an unexpected twist forces them to work together, rivalry turns into reluctant understanding. Late nights, shared secrets, and moments neither of them planned begin to blur the line between hatred and attraction. Soon, Xavier and Hailey must confront what they truly want — and whether the feelings they swore never existed are worth risking everything they thought defined them.

She's wounded. He can't let her die. They find more than help in the nearest town.Rhys decides to abort their mission and seek a healer. This puts them on a path to intersect the scourge of the land.Not at full strength, Kiera confronts her father. But will it be with words or her sword?As the Curse approaches its climax, the brothers realize they must combine their abilities to escape with their lives.

"Arrr," she screamed, her ribs cracking, the eerie sound like a car crash to her sensitive ears. "No."
It seemed as if the pain stopped and Isabella managed to get back on her feet, but it didn't even take a second and she was on her knees, gasping.
"Ah." The sound rang through the forest, bouncing off the trees and making the ground shake. Needles prickled on her skin as fur peeked through her pores. Claws with a dangerously painful slowness replaced her nails. The sensation was no different than when she'd trapped her hand between the door and the frame.
Isabella's body had an uncomfortable, boiling temperature as her bones cracked and rearranged themselves.
"What's wrong?" asked Isabella into the dark night. There was no answer, not that she expected one. Maybe this was death, and she closed her eyes to slowly embrace it.
Her body vibrated with panicked pain.
"Shh, sweetheart, it'll be over soon." His velvety, seductive voice enveloped her seductively, making it hard to breathe. He'd to have changed into his human form.

A dark Phoenix will rise from the ashes of its wrath. The Lord of Darkness will come to guide and mould it.Oppressed by her own family, Emily has always longed for love and recognition. The woman with the jade -green eyes has no idea what fate lies ahead of her and who is pulling the strings in the background. Because Emily is something special and as one day the man with the black eyes, in which the whole world seems to be lying, enters her life, abysses open up for her, which she would not have thought possible. She begins to follow a path that could not be darker and soon realizes that she is just a pawn. "Eternity and a day" is the first part of the prequel to "The night is ours". It describes the career of the first and most powerful witch Emily. Experience bit by bit how the foundation for a breathtaking tale is conjured up and go on a legendary journey.

At my engagement party, a sex video of my fiancé and his secretary was exposed to the public, making me the laughingstock of the entire city. Seeking revenge, I got drunk and spent the night with my ex-boyfriend from years ago—William Brown, now the "King" of the legal world, whom I had dumped in our youth. I even humiliated him with money afterward.

I thought it was just a ridiculous mistake, but as my father's condition deteriorated and the battle for the family fortune intensified, he turned out to be my only lifeline. He closed in on me step by step, setting traps at every turn, leaving me to wonder: should I submit to him, or become his enemy?

However, I gradually discovered that his motives for getting close to me seemed far more complicated than a simple transaction...

"Looking for trouble?" His gaze locked onto me, lazy yet sharp.

"Take me home," I breathed, pulse racing.

"Know the risks?" His thumb traced my wrist, sending shivers.

"I want it."

His mouth claimed mine, biting. Fingers shoved under fabric, groping. Rip – fabric gave way.

"Dripping already?" He growled, fingers circling my core. "Eager little thing."

"...Stop—"

"Stop?" He thrust two fingers deep. "Or stop there?"

I cried out. He freed himself, hot steel grinding against bare skin.

_

After three years of cold neglect in her marriage to Idris—who still pined for his ex, Raven—Vera reached her limit. A call from Raven during their first intimate moment was the final straw. Divorce was her only escape.

Seeking solace with a friend, a reckless night led her to Atlas Blackwell, the powerful CEO now leading her company. To silence his family’s demands and forge a new path, they entered a one-year contract marriage.

Now, with the contract expiring, Vera stands at a crossroads. Idris begs for forgiveness, promising change. Yet Atlas, her husband in name only, has proven himself her true anchor.

Two men. One heart. Which future will she choose?

Lisa, a cheerful and strong young woman, lived in the human realm with her mother. Her life took a dark turn when she met the werewolf king, his imposing presence casting a shadow over her once peaceful life, and found herself enslaved in a cruel world she never knew existed.
*
A deadly aura radiated from his body as he menacingly stared at her. His words, like a heavy chain, bound her to a fate she hadn’t imagined. “These are my rules, mate. Know your place, submit to me whenever I desire, bear me an heir, and be obedient to my wife.”
“I will never be a monster’s mate,” I hissed, defiance burning in my eyes.
“I’m not asking you to be my mate, little wolf, because you don’t deserve to rule beside me. Instead, you will become my concubine and bear my child in place of my wife."