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Everyone in our circle knows I'm Adrian's caged bird, and the "bad woman" his son Miles hates most.

For Miles, I gave up my fellowship in Zurich and spent seven years playing housewife.

What did I get in return? Adrian took Sophie to gallery openings on our anniversary. Miles smashed cake in my face in front of everyone, calling me a frumpy housewife.

Adrian was certain I couldn't leave him. Certain I couldn't leave our son.

He threw the divorce papers on the table with a cold smile. "Sign this, and you lose everything. Including Miles."

He expected me to beg on my knees.

I didn't.

I picked up the pen and signed without hesitation.

"Fine, Adrian. You keep Miles. And I get to keep myself."

For just a moment, I saw shock flash in his eyes.

I heard later that Adrian searched for me like a madman, and the son he doted on cried and screamed for his mommy.

Too bad. I'd already burned it all down myself.

Keanu is an FBI agent specializing in drug trafficking who goes undercover to conduct a police investigation.
He poses as an environmentalist at a contemporary dance school in Costa Rica, where Jade, an Arab dancer,
and Everth, the director of the dance school, teach the children about marine conservation. Keanu wants to
stop the illegal trade in which the dancers, Everth and Jade, are involved.
But unbeknownst to him, as he shares with Jade, the lead dancer of the environmentalist group, he will
discover that he has fallen in love with her, but now he must turn her in to the law and end the social
program that Keanu has been supporting as an undercover biologist, working to save turtles and marine
conservation. When Jade discovers that Keanu is a policeman who intends to turn her and her friends in,
Jade must choose what her heart tells her to do: stay with her great love or plunge into the adventure of a
new love on the edge of the law.

She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.

In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.

Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual energy, bending it to her will. It’s intoxicating, addictive… and feared.

Enter Ryder Cornwall — cold, untouchable, and loyal only to the Coven. He’s assigned to protect her. But from the moment he tastes her magic, he wants more. Her scent drives him mad. Her secrets haunt him. And her body? It might just ruin him.

As their chemistry erupts into obsession, enemies close in. Katalim’s past is darker than anyone imagined. And Ryder must decide — break every rule for her, or watch her be claimed by a monster from the shadows.

Twisted Fate is paranormal erotica at its most wicked—dripping with forbidden heat, dangerous magic, and a love so intense it might destroy them both. It is perfect for readers who like their vampires dominant, their witches dangerous, and their romances deliciously dirty.

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

Ziva thought she had it all - a loving family, a respected position in her pack, and a bright future ahead of her. But when her eighteenth birthday arrived, everything changed.

Her pack turned on her, her boyfriend betrayed her, and she was forced into an arranged marriage with the enemy of her Alpha father.

And to make matters worse, her new husband has an identical twin brother who is also her mate.

Torn between her duty and the consuming passion that threatens to consume her, will Ziva succumb to the irresistible desires pulling her closer to her dangerous enemies?

My heart skips as my breath ceased, he had me trapped between him and the table.
My body quack in his hold and I tried to wade off the sensation that I felt around me.
I just lost someone dear, I should be mourning not moaning!
He curb my cheeks in his hand and leaned his face closer to mine.
"We should...be doing...this" I muttered, barely recognizing my voice as it was replaced by an unintentionally moan.
His cock pressed against mine and I sucked my breath.
"I know, but I can't help myself from falling" he whispers and before I could say another word, he captured my lips.


Alan is the heir to the alpha's empire who's in love with peris, his bodyguard.
His father, against his sexual preference marries him off to his friend's daughter and eliminates peris secretly.
However, would that stop Alan's longing heart?
What happens when he comes in face with his childhood sweetheart as a brother-in-law?

After their graduation Edzel proposed to her girlfriend Stacey Moore but on the same day she rejected his proposal. Without giving him any valid reasons, she just left him there kneeling down on one knee.
He promised to himself that one day he would get Stacey pay back on what she had done to him. He would make the woman wish that they had never crossed their paths again.
After five long years, fate had been kind to him and he met Stacey again. This time, Stacey is one of his staff in the hotel he owned.
An emergency call led him to accompany Stacey to the hospital where he saw two kids calling the woman their Mommy.
As soon as he saw the twins and the struggling situation of Stacey, a brilliant idea flashed in his mind on how to take revenge on Stacey using the children in front of him, who are calling him Daddy.

On the night her family trades her future to save their collapsing business, Marionette Vale is forced into a contract marriage with the man society mocks, the reclusive, wheelchair-bound billionaire, Cassius Volkov.
To the world, Cassius is a broken heir… a powerless joke hidden behind inherited wealth.
To Marionette’s family, he is the safest place to dispose of the daughter they never valued.
But Marionette quickly learns that rumors are the most dangerous lies ever told.
Behind Cassius’s cold composure hides secrets powerful enough to shake the underworld itself. And Marionette soon realizes she wasn’t chosen by accident. She carries a forgotten medical legacy tied to a legend the world believes is dead.
Their marriage is meant to be a transaction, a calculated alliance between two people bound by necessity.
Instead, it becomes something neither of them planned.

Cassius needs her because of the legacy he believes she carries.
Marionette needs him as leverage against the life that tried to bury her.

As enemies close in and buried truths begin to surface, Marionette finds herself drawn to the only man who sees her strength without pity. And Cassius begins to realize that the woman he married out of strategy may be the only person capable of saving him in ways neither power nor medicine ever could.

But love built on secrets is fragile.
And trust is far more dangerous than betrayal.

"Nayeli, so what if you're the McCarthy family's precious daughter?"

"Your brothers hate you!"

Nayeli McCarthy was chained to a rusted iron bed, her wrists and ankles raw and festering. The air reeked of blood and decay.

Lucia Montes stood beside the bed, gripping a scalpel. The blade caught the light as she smiled coldly.

"Carlos said if we harvest all your organs and sell them, we should make a decent profit!"

Nayeli's pupils contracted sharply. Her body thrashed violently.

The iron bed rattled and clanged. The chains dug deeper into her wounds, blood streaming down her wrists.

"Hold her down!"

At Lucia's command, two figures in white coats stepped forward—one pinning Nayeli's shoulders, the other her legs.

Lucia raised the scalpel and drove it hard into Nayeli's side.

A bloodcurdling scream tore from Nayeli's throat.

But Lucia wasn't finished. She grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol and poured it directly onto Nayeli's exposed abdomen.

"Ahhh!"

The alcohol seared her wounds. Nayeli's nails dug into her palms as hoarse, ragged screams clawed out of her throat.

"Stop screaming. I'm just disinfecting you."

Amelia Russo is a weapon of the state. As a military captain and the daughter of a legendary general, her life is governed by duty, honor, and one mission: eliminate "The Shadow," the faceless myth ruling Verona’s bloody underworld.

Lorenzo Ren Moretti is a master of deception. To high society, he is Luca D'Angelo, a charming billionaire CEO. To the streets, he is a cold-blooded monster with icy blue eyes and a past carved in tattoos. He commands fear. He demands absolute loyalty. And he has never met an enemy he couldn't break.

Until he meets her.

When Amelia crosses paths with the enigmatic billionaire Luca, an intoxicating, forbidden game of cat and mouse begins.

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, his hands trembling as he cupped my cheeks. "You'll always be my best friend."
"And you'll always be mine."
I pressed my lips against his, needing to taste him, to feel his lips on mine, to know that at this moment, he was mine.
Olivia Martins has always been an outcast in the Nightshade pack.
She's an omega, and the pack she grew up in never failed to remind her that she'd never be one of them.
It wasn't so bad growing up—she had her best friend by her side.
Caspian Storm, son of the alpha of the Nightshade pack, befriended her when they were both little, and they've been inseparable ever since.
Their friendship started out sweet and innocent, but it developed into more.
Olivia knew that it couldn't last forever because Caspian would find his mate—and what they had would come to an end.
Yet, she couldn't guard her heart.
And when her worst fear comes true, she flees.
Will Olivia and Caspian find their way back to each other?
Or will the threat of Caspian finding his mate keep them apart?

On the eve of the violin competition, I was dragged into the basement and tormented for three excruciating hours, my hands shattered by iron rods, rendering me incapable of ever playing again.

As I lay in the hospital awaiting emergency care, I discovered the truth: it was my own father who had hired the assassins to ruin me; it was my fiancé who deliberately delayed my surgery, aiming to leave me permanently disabled; and ultimately, it was my pampered sister, cherished by the entire family, who had set fire to gasoline with the intent to burn me alive.

Fifteen years ago, a sorcerer had proclaimed that my sister was the 'blessing' of the Winslow family, while I, through my very existence, was deemed a 'curse' that needed to be eradicated.

Due to this absurd prophecy, I became the target of my family's ambition to be rid of me.

They wished for my demise, yet I am determined to survive — to witness them pay the price for their choices today.

I won the championship at the sailing regatta, only to watch my arch-rival smash my trophy into a thousand pieces.

"Sienna's nothing but a homewrecker! She doesn't deserve squat!"

Cindy—my defeated opponent—stood there in front of the entire school, accusing me of sleeping my way to the top. According to her, I'd seduced some sponsor to steal the win.

"Are you out of your damn mind? You lost. Deal with it!"

"Lost? Oh honey, that's rich coming from someone who cheated her way to the finish line!"

I almost laughed at her pathetic meltdown—until she whipped out a photo of me on a yacht.

"Take a good look, bitch! That's my father you were screwing!"

The woman in the picture? Definitely me.

The man beside me? She just called him "dad."

What. The. Fuck.

Since when do I have a goddamn half-sister?

Riley Cold was born an Alpha’s daughter, yet she has spent her entire life treated like a disgrace. A latent wolf unable to fully shift, she is mocked by her pack, rejected by her own blood, and used by the father who sees her as nothing more than a bargaining piece. Forced to survive in a world where weakness is unforgivable, Riley learns to sharpen her claws in silence. She becomes fierce, defiant, and impossible to break.
Everything changes the night she wakes inside a hidden mountain den ruled by the ruthless Alpha, Rex Goodwin.
Feared by enemies and obeyed without question, Rex is power wrapped in cold control. He expects loyalty. Submission. Fear. What he does not expect is Riley Cold — the girl who looks him in the eye and refuses to bow.
Their connection is immediate. Dangerous. Forbidden.
The more Riley fights him, the stronger the bond between them becomes, igniting tension that threatens to tear the pack apart. But while sparks fly between Alpha and rebel, darker forces begin to close in. Old grudges awaken. Rival packs circle like predators. And Riley’s father is willing to sacrifice anything — including his own daughter — to claim the power hidden inside her.
Because Riley was never weak.
The truth buried within her latent wolf could destroy packs, challenge Alphas, and change their world forever.
Now hunted by enemies and trapped between hatred and desire, Riley must decide who she truly is: the broken girl everyone underestimated… or the force powerful enough to bring even the strongest Alpha to his knees.

I was supposed to be nobody.

No powers. No bloodline. No idea what I was. Just a girl who got an acceptance letter she never applied for, to a school full of shapeshifters who could fly, shift, and burn the world down—while I could barely feel the magic inside me.

Everyone told me to stay away from Kane Smith. The last Phoenix. The cursed one. The boy the whole academy feared and hated for sins that weren't even his.

I didn't listen.

Because when Kane looked at me, he didn't see a fraud or an outcast. He saw a puzzle worth solving. And the closer he looked, the more dangerous the truth became—not just about what I am, but about who I was born to be.

Someone erased every record of the Phoenix Clan.
Someone suppressed my awakening for eighteen years.
And someone doesn't want us to find out why.

The real heiress was never lost. She was hidden.

Alessandra is the daughter of the leader of one of the strongest mafia families, Valentino Benetti. She wants to leave the life of the underworld, but her father won't let her go. Since she's the only daughter after her older brothers died in a shooting with the Romano family, one of the rival families, she's now next in line to rule the family. Her father teaches her to be ruthless, but it's not who she truly is. In all actuality, she wants the family reign to end with her father. After numerous failed attempts at leaving, her father finally decided to assign a bodyguard to her. Not only to protect her, but to prevent her from running away ever again. Their first meeting is the start of something new in her life; A change that changes Alessandra's life forever.

At the Met Gala, I heard my husband tell his friends in French that I'm "boring." That his 22-year-old girlfriend is "so much more exciting in bed."

He laughed when they asked if I knew. "Elle ne comprend même pas 'bonjour'." (She doesn't even understand 'bonjour'.)

What Marcus doesn't know: I spent two years at the Sorbonne.

Je comprends tout, Marcus. I understand everything.

The diamond necklace he gave me after my miscarriage suddenly feels too tight. I smile at him across the champagne and candlelight.

He has no idea what's coming.

“Claudia,” a die-hard fan of the novel Solo Hunter,
is reborn into a powerless and fragile body… even weaker than F-rank!

But wait! He, who was supposed to be a side character doomed to die,
somehow survives thanks to “Alan Miller,”
the gorgeous male lead whose actions are nothing like what the novel described.

To make matters more confusing,
Claudia turns out to be the long-missing heir of the prestigious Heart Family,
gone without a trace for 8 years!
Is this really the same story he once read?

Now that the original plot no longer applies,
how will he survive in this perilous world?
And what exactly… does the novel’s mysterious male lead want from Claudia?!

After being deceived and banished by her former pack, Daphne Forster swears she will never be with an Alpha again. She believes Alphas are harsh and controlling, and she wants to be free and independent. But fate has a way of surprising her, and Daphne has no idea that meeting Alpha Calle will make her question her views and spark something inside her that she never thought possible. She tries to escape from his charisma, though the vengeful Alpha will not let her go, considering the complicated plans he has for her.

After three years of agonizing IVF, I was forced into three abortions. The reason? My mafia in-laws’ pet bird stared at my belly and shrieked, "End it."
Even when I was carrying healthy twins, my own parents held me down and forced abortion pills down my throat. My husband—the man I once took a bullet for—watched coldly. "Listen to the bird. Abort."
Lying in a pool of blood, I finally discovered the horrific truth. There was no "sacred bird." My marriage, my ruined womb, and all the IVF tortures were actually part of a terrifying conspiracy.
On my fourth pregnancy, the bird finally decreed, "Keep it!"
As the whole family treated me like a queen and rejoiced to welcome their precious heir, I quietly walked into the operating room.
Armed with lethal evidence, I crashed their grand succession ceremony.
You want an heir? I’ll send you all to hell instead.

On our wedding night, James moaned my sister's name while inside me.

I shoved him off in fury. He looked down me with contempt.

"You're just a replacement for Raina. Don't expect too much."

Later, a fake surveillance video pinned Raina's death on me.

I couldn't prove my innocence. James had me thrown into prison.

For three whole years, I endured abuse behind bars.

The day James picked me up, he tore off my clothes and forced himself inside me.

Afterward, he tossed a document at me. "Sign it."

Turns out David—his and Raina's son—had leukemia.

He wanted me to bear a child—only to sacrifice it to save the one he had with Raina?

I couldn't accept it.

A cold smirk crossed his handsome face. "Refuse? Then your mother's medical funding ends now."

"Your only value lies in your womb. Learn to obey."

From then on, he came to my room nightly. There was no tenderness, only brutal taking.

Then fate played its cruelest joke.

I discovered a paternity test—it proved I was David's biological mother.

Which meant... David was my son? Mine and James's?

“You don’t love me, do you?” Luke whispered, pinning my wrists above my head.

His body pressed mine into the bed, hot, heavy, inescapable. His mouth brushed my ear, gentle enough to feel like a kiss, cruel enough to feel like punishment.

“It’s okay,” he murmured.“Your body is mine.”

I left Luke Morrison unconscious in an ICU eight years ago and rebuilt myself in London—elite auctioneer, an ocean between me and the past.

Then my brother's condition crashed. I'm back in Pennsylvania, standing behind an auction podium at his company's charity gala.

A little boy runs through the crowd and wraps his arms around me: "Mama, you came back."

"Daddy shows me pictures every day," Asher says.

Every. Single. Day. How long has this been going on?

Luke's watching with ice-cold eyes. The bullied boy I left behind? Gone. Replaced by a tech billionaire who makes predators look soft.

"Get in," he says. Not a request.

Then he takes me back to his home.

His penthouse is frozen in time—the art I chose, the books I organized. Our past preserved like he's been waiting.

"You owe me eight years, Mia," he says, showing me the scar. "The girl who watched them destroy me and did nothing. This time, you don't run."

When he fucks me, it's worship and punishment. Making me pay for every day I was gone.

"I've waited eight years for this. Every breath you take belongs to me."

He's not just possessive. He's broken. And Asher is the perfect weapon to keep me trapped.

My daughter has passed away, and my ex-husband abandoned us.

In my darkest hour, my first love, Lysander, reappeared; he covered the medical expenses, married me, and provided me with a home.

For five years, I believed I was the luckiest woman in the world.

Until that fateful day, four months into my pregnancy, when I overheard his conversation with a friend—

“To save Celeste, I thought... who knew it would lead to the death of Seraphina’s daughter?”

“As for Seraphina, she is a good wife, but alas... I do not love her.”

It turned out that my daughter’s death was no accident.

It was revealed that these five years of marriage were merely his quest for atonement.

The one he had always truly loved was Celeste—my ex-husband’s current wife.

As I lay on the operating table, I made a decision—

Since he had taken my daughter’s kidney, I would seize everything from him.

Including what he believed he would never lose: me.

“Didn't forget me, Ava?" He pinned me to wall.
I bit my lip, resisting his Alpha scent...
"How did you get out?" finger traced my face.
"Do you think you can escape, mate?"Xavier was acting irrationally, behaving in ways that were hard for her to predict and harder to defend against.

On top of everything else, the mating bond was back in earnest, riding her hard and making Ava hyperaware of every single point of contact where Xavier’s body met her own. Her body began heating up of its own volition, responding purely to his proximity. The scent of wood ash and violets was nearly suffocating.

Ava bit her lip, and turned her head away, unwilling to throw the first jab. He’d brought her here and he was the one keeping her here. If he had something to do, nothing was stopping him.

“Is this all you’ve got for me, Ava?” When he finally spoke, his voice was rough and lustful. “You used to be better at this.”


Being accused of murdering the Alpha’s sister and lover, Ava was sent to the dungeon three years ago. Life imprisonment. These two words were too heavy to take. Ava lost her pride, her friends, her belief and her love in that night.
After three years, she was sent out secretly to a sex club – the Green Light Club, where she got the reunion with her Alpha, Xavier. And she was astonished to find out who they really were…
Three years of abusive life changed her life. She ought to seek for a revenge. She ought to bark with scars, vengeance and hatreds. But she owe to someone. And she must keep her promise. The only thing she could think about was escaping.
However, Xavier offered a deal. But she must ‘pay’ for her freedom and atonement. In the meantime, she gradually found out the truth about what happened three years ago.
A plot.

They said a perfect luna should be gentle, obedient, and tolerant of everything.
My husband, Alpha Cedric Blackwood, said that as his luna, I had to be virtuous and generous, and I had to take good care of his "little woloves."
If anyone was led astray, it meant I, as luna, had failed to set a proper example, and I had to be punished in their place.
And so, when his adopted sister, newly graduated from Crescent Moon Academy, ran off to party at a bar and stayed out all night, I was ordered to wash clothes for the entire pack in the bitter winter cold until my hands were covered in frostbite.
When his little lover chased thrills and went alone to the border, drawing rogues to her, I was punished for poor discipline with ninety-nine lashes from a silver whip, beaten so badly that my wolf fell into a deep sleep.
When the two of them grew bored with life, went traveling together, and even stole my unlimited black card, they had barely left before their wild spending drew the attention of an enemy pack and got them kidnapped.
The news that Cedric had spent fifty million to ransom the two women was exposed, turning the Blackwood family into a laughingstock across the werewolf world.
The elders were furious and demanded that the matter be dealt with severely.
Cedric's face darkened. Then he turned around and ordered someone to tie me up.
"You knew they were young, naive, and easy to deceive, yet you deliberately gave them the black card. Weren't you trying to attract the enemy pack's attention so they would get rid of the thorns in your side?"
"A vicious, jealous she-wolf like you deserves to taste what it feels like to be kidnapped and tortured!"
But he did not know that on the first night after I was taken away, I was tortured to death.

It had only been seventeen minutes since my wife passed away. My daughter was sobbing on the phone.

"Dad, they're trying to drive me out."

I stared at the medical report in the doctor's hand.

The first natural antibody carrier.Toxin levels in the blood: zero.

The same poison that killed my wife, that killed my six-year-old son…had left me completely unharmed.

The doctor lowered his voice."Mr. Miller, you have to stay. They're sending people to pick you up."

I let out a cold laugh.

"My daughter is trapped in the basement storage room right now. Is anyone here going to help her?"

Silence fell over everyone.

I grabbed the glass water cup from the bedside table.

"Five years ago, they handed me a disciplinary penalty and fired me from the rescue team. Everyone said I was good for nothing."

The cup smashed against the floor.

I picked up the longest shard of broken glass.

"Today, I'll show you all how a useless man saves lives."

"We promised each other ten PM calls every single night, no matter what was happening in our lives."

That promise used to mean everything to Eric, until it became nothing but busy tones and angry hang-ups while some other woman's perfume lingered on his shirts. The signs were all there, but I kept dialing anyway.

On cancer diagnosis day, I called him nine times and watched each call go straight to voicemail. When he finally answered the tenth, Stella was giggling in the background and all he said was, "Wren, seriously, stop being such a pain in the ass."

I choked down my bloody pills, stared at my engagement ring, and felt the strangest thing—absolutely nothing. The pain had just vanished.

I dropped the ring next to the signed papers and disappeared from his world.

On our wedding night, my wife said to me: "Lucas's family needs an heir, and I've agreed to carry one for them."
Seeing me trembling all over, she gently cupped my face and added softly: "It's just IVF—a way to repay their kindness. The entire process is medical, with no physical contact at all. Once the baby is born and the debt is settled, I'll have as many children with you as you want, okay?"
For the sake of our ten years of love and the debt of gratitude we owed, I gritted my teeth and agreed.
Until three months later, when I found her lying naked on our wedding bed, frantically making love with Lucas.

Eighteen-year-old Emily lives inside a nightmare:
A drunk, violent father whose fists are the only law;
A numb, broken mother whose only response is sobbing and begging;
Today is the first time Emily almost kills him—and the first time she realizes:
If she doesn’t kill him, he will eventually kill her.

To stay alive, Emily does everything a “good girl” is never supposed to do:
She learns how to lie, how to use people, how to treat her own body as a bargaining chip,
And how to calmly design an “accidental death” in the middle of her despair.

In the cracks between blood and violence, she meets the first person who tries to save her—
The boy who steps in front of her and takes the blows instead.
But fate never sends only one man:
In the future, she will meet more dangerous, lethal figures...

This is the story of a girl who claws her way up from hell,
Caught between multiple men’s desire, control, and attempts at salvation,
As she slowly takes back ownership of her life and her body.

Content Warning: The early chapters contain domestic violence and extreme survival choices. Later(after Ch.39) the story moves into a multi–love-interest (reverse harem) battlefield and intense desire/power dynamics.

On our first wedding anniversary, I walked into my husband's office and found him having sex with my best friend.

He didn't even apologize. Instead, claiming he was disgusted that I hadn't produced an heir in a year of marriage, he threw divorce papers in my face.

Five years later, I returned to New York with my new husband—Cassian Vitiello, the Godfather of the North American underworld.

Vincent ran into me at the docks. He handed me a business card, offering me a job as a nanny for his mistress's son.

What he didn't know was that the woman he was mocking was now the Donna—the woman the entire East Coast underground feared.

" Crawl on your knees and beg us to fuck you, Elena." he growls, his eyes are getting hard. He stares dead at her as he chuckles darkly.

"Please." She is crying her poor heart out, but they just smile because there is no mercy for her.

"Get on your knees and get naked!" he demands, and his three Quads brothers are pulling down their zips. There are already hard from her cry, it's like moan to them. What is left is shoving their dick down her throat.
.......
Elena hates one of the Quads so much, he has always made life hell for her, but before the summer break of their senior year she has a plan to payback which she did, but then the table turned when she found out she's mated to nobody but the Quadruplet Alphas.

Right there she knows she is doomed; she knows she is in trouble after finding out the Quads are her mate and she tried to ruin one's life.

The Quads are arrogant and the ones ruling the entire city, when Elena escaped from the city she thought it would only get better from there. But she was forgetting one thing, the Quads rule the city and they are fucking rich kids.
Do you think she would be able to save herself from her mates? Let's find out.

TW: DARK ROMANCE, ABUSE, DADDY KINK, PSYCHOTIC, VIOLENCE. This is not your typical dark romance novel, it gets darker with each chapters so if you can't handle it, kindly exit, not all Male leads are heroes some can be your worst nightmare, if you are looking for love you won't find it here


"Won't you like to open your gift, Bambi?"
It wasn't a question. César Navarro never asked. He commanded.
When Anya Esmeralda Torres untied the silk ribbon and lifted the lid of the velvet box, her world shattered.
Inside, staring back at her with dead, lifeless pupils, were the green eyes of Giovanni De Luca…..the man whose gaze had made her uncomfortable all evening.
Her scream ripped through the silence.
"Now his eyes will never trouble you again."
He said it like he'd given her a necklace. Like dismemberment was romance. Like murder was love.
César Navarro, known in the underworld as Calavera, wasn't just the founder of a billion-dollar tech empire. He was the Skull—mafia heir, executioner, and obsession wrapped in a tailored suit. And Anya? She was his cage bird. His possession. His favorite game.
But Anya wasn't born to be caged. She was fire—wild, defiant, desperate for freedom. And no matter how many diamonds he draped her in, she vowed to escape.
The question is: can you ever run from a monster who always finds you? Or will love become the cruelest prison of all?

"Where do you think you can escape?"

His fist tangled in my hair, yanking me to my knees before him. The pain was sharp, absolute, a brutal reminder of who was in control. His voice was a low growl, command.

"Beg for my cock, and I might consider letting you go."

Three years ago, I wore the engagement ring of Mafia boss Marco Salvatore.
Now, I wear his chains.

He calls this revenge for my betrayal. He wants to break me, shatter me, make me pay for the past. But with every cruel touch and hateful whisper, the ghost of the man I once loved wars with the monster he's become.

In this twisted game of vengeance, the line between hate and obsession is dangerously thin. And I'm starting to fear that the only thing he wants more than my surrender... is my soul.

After discovering her wolf's abnormality, Ashira went to the strongest pack of the North-The Prime Pack- in awe to find her mate. It turned out that her mate was Alpha Aiden, the youngest Alpha that was ever recorded in history. She thought he will be a better mate for her protection, and to keep her away from the danger that her abnormality implies. Unfortunately, Aiden loathes stealers because of a past tragedy though the mate bond kept pulling them together.

Will Aiden protect Ashira? Or will he shower her with wrath and anger?

Find out, read more…

On the eve of his wedding, General Landon Hayes receives a call he will never forget.
Hours later, his closest friend is found dead inside a locked room.
His eyes have been carved out.
His final expression is frozen in terror.
There are no signs of forced entry, no fingerprints, no witnesses, and no explanation for how the killer entered or escaped.
Only two clues remain behind.
The first is that Landon was the last person his friend contacted before he died.
The second is a strange symbol carved into the wall—a symbol that belongs to the feared Varyn bloodline, a family long believed to be buried by history.
Refusing to accept the official story of suicide, Landon abandons the battlefield and returns home to uncover the truth. What begins as an investigation soon reveals a web of lies, betrayal, hidden identities, and secrets powerful enough to shake the nation's most influential families.
As more bodies appear and old enemies emerge from the shadows, Landon realizes that his friend's death was only the beginning.
Someone is hunting for something.
Someone is erasing the truth.
And the deeper he digs, the more impossible the mystery becomes.
Because every clue points toward a terrifying possibility:
The monster responsible may not be a stranger.
It may be someone who shares his blood.
To expose the truth, Landon must fight a war unlike any he has ever faced—a war without armies, without rank, and without knowing whether the enemy he seeks is wearing his own face.

After we divorced, I went to a psychiatrist when I felt that I needed to be fixed. The doctor said it was called Stockholm Syndrome, the violence that had bound me for the past three years had to end immediately, but my ex-husband Andrew always chased me everywhere.

Cara is out to get revenge on her parents murder and their stolen legacy. She uses Quinn to get her vengeance in a booty call agreement. Will she be able to win him over? Will she succeed in her plan? Will her plan go accordingly?

"You keep doing this, huh? Seducing me when you know how dangerous this is?" Sebastian growled as he sniffed her scent along the nape of her neck.
"Then take me back home! I don't want to be your Princess!"
"Princesses don't flee. They walk and own the castle with pride," he said coldly, still intoxicated by her scent.
"I'm not your Princess!" she spat out.
"Then be my slave!"


Heaven was sold to the blind Moon King as they saw her worthless and useless in the Pack, Alpha Sebastian who was rumoured to have multiple powers needed a weak Luna to retain his powers as having a fellow Luna with powers was going to destroy him. For Sebastian, Heaven was a perfect match for him and a woman he could control despite being blind with no strings attached, however what he didn't know was the fact that she shared the same bloodline as him and was twice as powerful that he never thought she could be, what worsen the whole situation was he had already Fallen in love with her before he discovered and now he was left with no choice but to kill his Luna, mate and love of his life to live.

Thalia was once a meek and obedient Luna, trapped in a loveless marriage to Killian, the heir of Thornwood. Betrayed by those she trusted, she is abandoned and humiliated by her cruel husband, while his affair with the manipulative Astrid destroys her world. Stripped of her title, poisoned, and left for dead, Thalia’s fate seems sealed—until a mysterious adventurer saves her, bringing her to the hidden world of Stormclaw.

In this new land, Thalia begins to heal and uncover the truth of Thornwood’s stolen throne. Ryker, a cold and powerful leader, forces Thalia to confront her weaknesses and push herself beyond what she thought possible. As she trains to become a warrior, the old Thalia—broken and submissive—begins to fade, replaced by a fierce woman driven by the need for revenge.

As Thornwood’s power crumbles, Thalia and Ryker form an unbreakable bond. But Killian's regret grows, and as his rule falls apart, Thalia must decide: Will she seek justice for her past, or embrace the future with Ryker, the man who has helped her rediscover her strength?

In a final, thrilling confrontation, Thalia and Ryker reclaim the throne and bring those who betrayed her to justice. With her enemies imprisoned and her past finally behind her, Thalia stands at the dawn of a new era—by Ryker’s side, as Luna of Thornwood. But will she ever truly escape the scars of her past, or will the shadows of betrayal always follow her?

Kayla is humiliated and rejected by Alpha Derek, her mate, and somehow ends up being framed for the death of the new Luna whom Derek had married. Now, pregnant, rejected, and framed, she goes on the run for her life as Derek begins to hunt for her. As Kayla runs for her dear life, she ends up going across borders where Derek could never step, there, she meets Alpha Caleb, an asexual man who believes he can never be sexually attracted to any woman, or so he thought.
Caleb offers Kayla a contract marriage for a year, and weak Kayla decides to agree to survive the harsh life of the Crescent Pack's law.
What happens when Caleb, an asexual man begins to fall in love with Kayla?

I helped him claw his way up from nothing—from the family's bastard to king of the underworld.

I saved him when he got jumped in the streets. Took bullets for him when his father beat him half dead. We fought our way up from nothing, survived assassination attempts, built an empire that made people fear our name.

I thought we'd always stand together.

Until the day I nearly died giving birth, and all I found in the bassinet was a stack of cash.

I asked him where our baby was. He couldn't look me in the eye. His stepmother walked out holding my son. Smiled and said she deserved this, a child of her own, since she couldn't have one herself. He'd given my baby to another woman.

Turns out he'd been sleeping with her the whole time.

I threw the money in his face. I spent the next six years trying to get my son back.

Last week, when some small-time gang grabbed him, I went in alone with a gun. Bullets flew past my ears, kicked up concrete dust. I fought my way to the back and pulled him out. At the hospital, he pushed me away, crying, "Why'd you have to come?! We could've been a real family by now! Just leave! Leave me alone!"

I stared at his small face for a long time.

Finally, I said, "Call me mom one last time. Then I'll let you go."

Three years ago, I nearly died giving birth to my son.

My husband Elias wasn't by my side—he was outside, ready to rip my baby from my arms and hand him to his dead brother's widow.

"We owe her this."

As I screamed and bled, Elias made his decree: "Aria stays away from the boy. She comes near him, she gets the silver whip."

They gave my son to Vivienne. I wasn't even allowed to see his face.

For three years, I tried everything to reach him.

Scaled walls—got twenty-three scars across my back. Snuck in as a maid—starved for seven days. Crashed his third birthday—thrown in ice water until I couldn't feel my legs.

Every time, worse punishment. Elias started looking at me like I'd lost my mind.

Then yesterday, fire ripped through the house. Flames swallowed the nursery.

Everyone screamed, including Vivienne—but she didn't move.

Only I ran in.

I pulled Asher out, barely breathing.

When he woke up, he shoved me away and clung to Vivienne, sobbing: "Mommy! She's here again! Make her GO! You said she'd leave if I was good!"

Three years of lies had erased me completely.

I dropped to my knees, voice breaking: "Call me 'Mom' just once. Then I'll disappear forever."

To save my terminally ill wife and daughter, I drained half my wolf blood and tore out my own right fang.
Stripped of my source power, I became a worthless wolf despised by the entire clan.
My wife cast me out of the den, pinching her nose at the stench of rot on me; my daughter threw stones at me, cursing me with hatred as a blind, useless failure.
Together, they set their eyes on another young, strong Alpha. They let him trample my dignity in public, and finally had me brutally slaughtered on the frozen wasteland.
But they never knew, the reason that man could make their souls submit and fall for him was that his veins ran entirely with my heart's blood.
Only when I was reduced to a boneless husk of a wolf did my wife go mad, clawing her own gland raw, weeping and begging me to leave her one last mark.

Coming Summer 2022.

The Sea is calling... Will she answer it?

When Catherine was eight years old she believes she almost drowned.

But, that is not really what happened.

Catherine was abducted by Caspian, the future King of the Kelpie Colony. However, he was sabotaged and his coming of age ceremony was interrupted, meaning he lost his mate.

Twelve years later, he has found her at last, both of them fully grown and completely drawn to one another.

But, before he can claim her, she is lost to him again, whisked away inland by another who has his own intentions towards her, and he will cross almost any boundary to get what he wants.

“Lola, I’ll love you for the rest of my life. If I ever break this promise, may heaven strike me down with thunder!”
The vows Ethan Jones made to me ten years ago still rang in my ears.
Yet ten years later, our daughter Lucy was standing in front of me, holding his hand—and the hand of his mistress, Alice.
“I don’t want you, you old, frumpy woman, as my mom. Alice is my mom!”
Not only did Ethan fail to stop Lucy’s cruel words, he looked at Alice with nothing but tenderness in his eyes.
Alice, too, showed no restraint. Right in front of me, she gently stroked Lucy’s little head and smiled.
“Of course. I’m your mom.”
In that moment, I finally understood something clearly—
In this family, I was nothing but an extra.

What would you do if three hot men came to your doorstep claiming to be the father of your kids? I would slam the door against their faces.


Briar Ashford had everything—an ideal marriage, a loving mate, and a baby on the way. But her world shattered when she discovered her husband’s affair with her closest friend.
The betrayal led to the loss of her baby and a burning desire for revenge.
In a moment of reckless despair, she had a one-night stand with a stranger before fleeing to start anew. In her new town, the moon goddess grants her a second chance at motherhood, but the blessing comes with unexpected twists.
Seven years later, Briar’s past collides with her present when three men show up at her doorstep, claiming to be the fathers of her children. How was this possible? She only had a one night stand with one man. Want to know more? Read and find out.

I inhale his scent, and then I bite, shocked to find that my teeth are sharper, it doesn’t take much effort at all, and the moment his blood hits my tongue, I feel it, I feel the bond snap into place.
And it feels amazing.
I pull back, licking the wound as they did for me, and then I am turned around and placed into Dylan’s arms. He smiles down at me before guiding me to the same spot, and before he can even speak, I bite down as hard as I can.
We have sealed our fates, and we are bound to one another.
Now and until the end of time.


Sarah leaves her home with her younger brother Jacob, she will do anything to protect him, including allowing herself to get beaten by their father. They run.
Drake and Dylan are the alpha’s of one of the largest packs in the south, and they long for their mate.
When their worlds collide, they find out things that they never knew possible, and Sarah falls into a world she wanted to stay far away from. Her mother warned her about the shifters before she died. They’ll all want her for the power inside of her.

They say the dead go where they belong.

But I didn't.

I drift through the cold winds, watching my husband—the detective who once swore to protect me with his life—diligently investigating a dismemberment case.

He doesn't know that the broken body lying in the morgue is his wife.

He doesn't know that the gentle, caring "psychologist" who brings him lunch every day is the one who killed me.

He doesn't know that when I called him in my final moments, begging for help, he hung up on me. I am dead. Yet, that is not the cruelest part— the most harrowing aspect is having to witness the truth gradually emerge, watching as that man collapses completely upon uncovering it all.