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As I excitedly walked out of the clinic with the pregnancy test results, eager to share this incredible news with my husband, I stumbled upon him and my best friend making love passionately in our bed!

“How could you do this to me! I’ve done so much for you, and you slept with my best friend Michelle! What’s going on between you two?”

I roared, throwing a pretty cushion at them both.

“You filthy little bitch! I don’t know what I ever saw in you!”

He yelled at me, jumped up, and slapped me hard across the face, drawing blood from my lip.

At that moment, I felt utterly hopeless. I decided to leave this place, leave these two scumbags, and start a new life somewhere new.

But my wicked husband, like a persistent ghost, found me again and haunted me. Oh God, what am I supposed to do to escape this miserable life!

At Gravenmoor Art Academy, magic is forbidden.
But something ancient is waking up anyway.
When Lexie, a scholarship student, arrives at the elite Gravenmoor Art Academy, she believes her biggest challenge will be surviving among the privileged. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by secrets that refuse to stay buried, ravens watching from the shadows, students dying under strange circumstances, and of course an ancient Latin Manuscript.
The truth is far worse than rumors.
Julian, the reclusive scholar who avoids the sun, is a vampire bound to the Academy by a centuries-old pact.
Adrian, a quiet artist, is cursed to paint events before they happen, and his canvases are beginning to predict deaths.
And Oliver, Lexie’s fiercely loyal friend, knows far more about Gravenmoor’s darkness than he’s ever admitted.
And the closer she grows to the boys guarding their own dangerous truths, the more she risks becoming part of the curse.
Because at Gravenmoor, knowing the future doesn’t mean you can change it—
and loving a monster might make you one too.

Synopsis

“We can't.” I whisper so low I'm afraid he can't hear me.

“Oh, but we can, my little firefly.” He corners me against the door, his eyes laden with desire.

“But, I-” He cuts me off with a kiss.

“Trust me, my little firefly, I will lay your enemies at your feet and you shall revel in their ashes because you've always been mine.”


I lost all that I held dear in one day. My name is Daphne Greyson, the granddaughter and heir of the billionaire Chairman of the YC Group, the largest business conglomerate in Europe.

I had everything. Just like it says in the fairytales, I met my prince charming and had my happily ever after before it all came crashing down around me in an instant.

Those who I trusted the most betrayed my trust and broke my heart. They took everything from me. So when I meet Ethan Hunt, a man from my past who promises to help me deliver my revenge, I don't think twice.

However, he says he wants more, he wants me but any relationship between us is impossible.

Will I let him break down the walls betrayal and pain have erected in my heart and open up to love again?

There's one thing I'm sure of though, I'll never shed another tear again.

17 year old Ellie is used to being invisible, she's used to being friendless and on her own. Then one day her brother's best friend comes to live with her. Aiden is older, he's dangerous and he is sexy as hell.

Ellie can't help but fall for him but someone else wants Ellie all to themselves and they aren't going to let her go so easily; Noah Winters. The high school bully and determined to take everything from Ellie including her life.

"You belong to me, Ellie."


WARNING: abuse, torture, kidnap, mature scenes and themes of self harm will appear in this book. Reader's discretion is advised.

Mikhael is an esteemed call center agent who works hard to pursue his dream of finishing college someday. Because of a scholarship grant from his company, he was able to go back to college taking the course of his liking, Hotel and Restaurant Management.

Will Mikhael be able to use his great skills on the job at the university? Or coming back to school will only make his life complicated?

MJ is a discreet gay guy who confesses his love to his friend Danny who is currently in a relationship with Adrian. Despite the situation, he begs Adrian to let him love him still.

How long can MJ stay in this set up with his friend?

As the Mikhael and MJ meet in the University, what kind of relationship will grow between them? Will there be a possibility? Or it is better if they remain friends?

Fate works in the most unprecedented of ways. The one person you hope to love for all eternity ends up being destined to another, and then, you just sit there, watching them all giddy and happy in love.

And then, you wonder, what’s your role then in all of this? How many times can fate betray you before you realize you can’t trust it?

But Bronte’s love story wasn’t exactly meant to be that simple.

She has always loved Alexander, for as long as she can remember, even before growing into the awareness of destined mates. And Alpha Alexander loved her right back, in an almost too convenient way.

But on the night she is meant to be his mate and Luna, her entire world shifts. She comes in contact with the one thing she shouldn't have seen, and that marks her for death.
She should have died that night, but she didn’t.

Instead, she wakes up one week earlier, on the day of their engagement, reliving a life she already lived, knowing fully well that the week will end in her murder.

But something is different this time.

The man who watched her die, Alexander's younger brother, is still standing where he has always been. Right at the centre of her life, dangerous, quiet, and hiding truths that burn hotter than his desires.

And then, it begs the question, can fate be rewritten?

The night before the SAT, Instagram exploded with a viral post:

"Madison, tomorrow I'm going to confess my love to you with my SAT exam! I'll write you love letters in my English essay, bubble 'I LOVE YOU' on my math answer sheet, fill my physics test with your name......"

Below the text was a photo of two hands intertwined.

I tapped to enlarge it. The familiar scar on his right wrist stabbed straight through my heart.

Comments poured in below: "This is insane! What kind of earth-shattering love is worth sacrificing standardized test scores for?"

The blogger immediately responded: "No worries, I already got MIT early admission anyway. Taking the SAT is just a formality."

"But as long as she's happy, what are test scores anyway?"

I took a deep breath and closed my quantum physics notes.

Madison was the transfer student who arrived during senior spring.

And the person posting was my boyfriend Liam, who had just called me an hour ago encouraging me to do well on the test so we could attend the same university.

I exited Instagram and dialed MIT Admissions.

"Sir, regarding the joint-authorship application—I want to withdraw it."

Brenda Francisco thought her life was on track until a devastating series of events shattered her peace. Struggling to pay for her comatose mother’s hospital bills, Brenda is forced to make the ultimate sacrifice—agreeing to her father’s heinous plan to sell her to the country’s most feared mafia lord, Damian Adams.
Thrown into a life of opulence laced with cruelty, Brenda hopes to survive in her new marriage. But Damian is not a man of mercy. Known for his ruthlessness and disdain for weakness, he sees her as nothing more than a pawn in a twisted deal.
Will Brenda’s quiet strength and determination thaw Damian’s icy heart? Or will she lose herself in the dangerous world she’s entered?

Our plane went down on a deserted island. The boat fit two. My fiancé Callum was the only one who could drive it.
In my last life, he chose me — and left his childhood sweetheart Vesper behind. She didn't survive. He spent five years making sure I knew it was my fault. Every day I breathed was a day she couldn't. When I held a knife to my throat to get a divorce, he drove us both into the sea.
Now I'm back. Same island, same wreckage, same choice.
This life, I said: "Take Vesper."
The relief on his face — the way his whole body unclenched — told me everything five years of marriage never did.
He promised he'd come back for me. He didn't look back once.
I knew I had to save myself. But the bear — the same one that ate Vesper in my last life — reached the crash site before I could move.

On National College Decision Day, my two childhood best friends announced they were ditching the Ivy League to follow a scheming charity case to a garbage community college.
In my last life, I informed their parents.
It worked. Their futures were saved, but they killed me for it.
"Let go of me!"
Hayes had my wrist in a death grip, dragging me toward the edge. Ezra stood behind him, hands in his pockets.
"If you hadn't interfered, Willow would still be alive."
"Now it's your turn."
Then I was falling from the stadium bleachers.
I opened my eyes. Decision Day again.

One month until the SAT.
Staring at my phone screen—at the pulsing number on "Oracle," the mandatory score prediction app that Elite Prep forced every student to install—I couldn't help but think it was all a joke.
In my previous life, every time I finished a practice test, this garbage system would automatically dock twenty points from my predicted score.
But skip class for a day? The number would mysteriously jump up twenty points.
Back then, I actually believed in this bullshit algorithm. I completely gave up for an entire month, watching that predicted score skyrocket all the way to 1550.
But when I finally logged into College Board to check my real results, I'd scored a pathetic 400.
And that brilliant 1550? It appeared on my stepsister Dahlia's score report instead.
Disgusted that I'd embarrassed the Wright family, my father Harold froze my credit card without a second thought and threw me out of the family estate, clearing the path for Dahlia to claim Grandpa's ten-million-dollar trust fund all for herself.
That night, homeless on the streets, I was cornered by some thugs in a filthy Brooklyn alley and beaten to death.
Lying in a pool of my own blood, fading fast, I heard Dahlia's voice.
"Your GPA's been crushing mine since we were kids. I thought you, the so-called 'Straight-A student,' were supposed to be so smart."
She stood over me, mocking. "Turns out you got played by a prediction app. Pathetic."
That's when it finally clicked. My Oracle prediction system had been completely rigged from the source code—by Dahlia.
I shot up in bed, gasping, my shirt soaked through with sweat. I'd actually gone back in time—one month before the test.
Right now, the Oracle widget glowed eerily on my phone's home screen, displaying a single number: 1350.

Minutes before the Stanford Hackathon began, my childhood friend decided to bail to help his girlfriend shoot a TikTok video.

I was just about to stop him when his inner voice suddenly exploded in my head: 'I actually got reborn?'

'Last time, I listened to Maeve and stayed for the competition, securing my spot at Stanford. But Sloane went to Malibu alone to shoot her video and fell off a cliff!"

'Even though I pushed Maeve off a roof to avenge her, I still lost the love of my life.'

'This time, I'm not losing Sloane. If Maeve dares to stop me again, I'll make her pay with her life all over again!'

My blood ran cold, and the words of persuasion died in my throat.

If he wanted his tragic romance so badly, he could have it.

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

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

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

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

But they didn't know—

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

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

"Let Aria have the Stanford recommendation. Quinn owes her."
I stared at the family group chat—the one I wasn't in—and let out a cold laugh.
In my past life, I went completely hysterical over this, only to earn my family's disgust and a miserable death.
Now, reborn and given a second chance, I looked at the room full of guests celebrating My success, and walked straight to the microphone.
"Everyone, the party is over. I'm turning down the Stanford spot."
Under my family's stunned gazes, I dumped my champagne into the trash bin.
This rotten family? I'm done with them.

I served as the family's lapdog for ten years, only to discover that my entire family and my fiancée faked their deaths on a yacht, leaving me to pay for their $500 million debt and thirty lives.
Now the family's gangsters have blocked the entire building, the FBI is ready to arrest me, and my fiancée's senator father wants me dead to accompany his daughter to the grave. One trouble after another.
Since that's how it is, then you can all truly go to hell!
I coldly deleted their household registrations and accounts with a sneer.

She died as the forgotten daughter.​
Her songs were handed to the adopted sister. Her fiancé ran to that sister’s tears.
Her family didn’t even look down as she bled out.
Then she wakes up—exactly one year before it happens—with a cruel countdown carved into her chest: 365 days to live. And the rule is simple—every day she isn’t truly loved, her time slips away.
Only this time, she refuses to beg for crumbs.
She walks out without a goodbye. Drops her stolen song overnight and lets the world decide who the real artist is. Then she steps onto a brutal, live-streamed farm reality show where cameras catch everything—and this time, everythingincludes the truth.
They expect the quiet girl to break. Instead, she repairs what they can’t, handles danger they run from, and stops an outbreak that would’ve ruined lives—while the adopted sister’s lies start cracking on-air.
Her ex-fiancé begs for a second chance. She doesn’t even look back. Her birth family scrambles to leash her again.
Too late.
Because the man watching from the control room—the one who’s never fallen for a single tear—has stopped looking at anyone else.
And she? She’s already decided what she’ll trade, and what she won’t.
She was born again to stop being their doormat.
This time, she’s not waiting to be loved to stay alive—she’s taking back her life first.

My family let me die. My fiancé watched. My sister smiled.
I was the real daughter, dragged from the orphanage to donate my bone marrow, then thrown away like garbage. When the monsters came for the imposter, they shielded her and left me to rot.
But death wasn’t the end. It was a deal.
I woke with a system tethered to my pulse—one that trades public admiration for the power to survive.​ And behind these hands are two identities they never suspected: the legend whose music they worship, and the ghost in the machine who owns their secrets.
They think I’m back to beg for love.
They’re wrong. I’m here to collect.
This time, I won’t just take back my music and my name. I’ll make them need me—right before I watch them lose everything.
They wanted me erased.
I’m about to become the only name that matters.

After a year of captivity, Olivia Smith returns home, only to find everything has changed. Her parents didn't search for her; instead, they threw a lavish birthday party for her sister, Megan Smith, who is now engaged to Olivia's former fiancé.

As Olivia uncovers the truth, she reveals her hidden fortune worth over a hundred million and powerful connections. Now, she plans to marry her ex-fiancé's uncle.

"Don't forget to call me 'Auntie' from now on, Megan!"

They chose her. They always chose her.
For eighteen years, I was the ghost in my own family while my adopted sister was the star. So when the ransom call came and they had to choose which daughter to save, I knew the answer before they spoke.
"Save her," they told the kidnappers, nodding at my sister. Then they turned to me. "She's strong. She can survive."
They were right. I was strong enough to survive the warehouse. Strong enough to disappear. Strong enough to come back.
Now I’m stepping onto the nation’s most-watched reality show, right alongside the people who left me for dead. They’re here to polish their perfect image for the cameras. I’m here to strip it bare—one live scandal at a time.
The problem? The show’s most powerful investor isn't playing their game. He’s a cold, record-breaking F1 champion​ who shuts down my sister’s tears and backs my play every single time. When my family tries a live ambush, he steps in front of the lens and makes it clear: I’m under his protection.
They called me strong because they thought I was disposable. Strong is the last thing they should have made me.

"She's dying, can't you be more generous?" That's what my husband said.
So I was generous.
I gave her my husband's time when our daughter was in the ER for an allergic reaction she caused.
I gave her my once-in-a-lifetime concert ticket because "she deserved it more."
I even endured our daughter wishing I would die in her place.
But when he accused me of orchestrating a kidnapping to win his sympathy, I knew my generosity had run out. I threw the divorce papers in his face. He laughed, thinking I couldn't survive without him.
He's about to find out how wrong he is.

She died once—betrayed, gutted, and discarded like garbage. Now she's back, and revenge is the only thing on her menu.

They took everything from her. Her fiancé handed her to four men while filming the nightmare. Her family signed her organs away before she was even dead. Her sister stole her life, her child, and then watched her rot in a border brothel—five dollars a night.

But fate gave her one chance.

Now she's playing a different game. Not the naïve heiress they remember, but a woman forged in hell—cold, calculating, and dangerously addictive. She'll smile at her enemies while poisoning their wine. She'll crawl into bed with the devil himself if it means burning them all down.

And when the camera lights turn on? They'll finally see the monster they created.

They wanted her dead. Too bad for them—she's already been to hell, and it made her invincible.

The true daughter, Charlotte Johnson, raised as a substitute by the Johnson family, is cast out after exposing the fake daughter’s plagiarism. While everyone waits to see her embarrassment, they are unaware that she possesses multiple identities: the internationally renowned jewelry designer "Queen", the esports master "Crown", the world's top female hacker "Zero", and the mysterious medical genius...
As the domineering CEO of the Harris Group, Alexander Harris, breaks his bones in order to save her, the head of the White family recognizes her as the heiress, and the Langley family reveals her true identity—it turns out that this country bumpkin who was looked down upon is actually the heiress to the business empire! Meanwhile, the once high-and-mighty fake daughter is nothing more than a clown who can only plagiarize. With all her identities revealed, the world trembles beneath her feet...

After three years of marriage, the first thing my husband did upon waking from his vegetative state was to humiliate me for my stepsister. I once thought that my three years of devoted care would earn me a shred of his affection, only to discover that he had always loved the woman who stole everything from me including my identity. For her sake, he forced me to leave with nothing and had me blacklisted throughout the city.

But what they didn't know was that the woman they discarded like a piece of trash would shed her apron and become a legendary racer who struck fear into the hearts of the entire racing world. When my husband's archrival extended an olive branch to me, this game of revenge began—who will ultimately be the winner?

"You're annoying! Why do you care so much about us?" My 4-year-old son screamed at me. I dedicated my life to him and his father, only to be told I was a burden. Meanwhile, my husband was publicly celebrating his ex-girlfriend's birthday, the woman my son wished was his real mother. I saw their "happy family" photos, the mocking comments from our "friends," and I finally understood. My 5 years of sacrifice meant nothing. So I packed my few belongings, left the house key on the table, and walked away from the life that was slowly killing me. Little did they know, the "plain housewife" they despised was about to make a comeback they would never forget.

She died with her bones crushed under her sister's heel. She came back with one goal: make them all pay.

Her brothers toasted her murder over champagne. Her fiancé texted "job done" as she fell from the 22nd floor. They took her name, her work, and her life.

But death gave her a gift: a second chance.

Now, she's walking away from the family that betrayed her. No tears. No begging. Just a cold, burning promise: everything they stole, she will take back.

Enter the man who sees through her armor. He's a titan of industry, a master of rare gems, and he offers her a deal that changes everything. But his eyes hold secrets—and a hunger that makes her forget why she swore off trust.

This time, she's not fighting for their approval. She's fighting for her revenge.

And the only thing more dangerous than her fury?

The man who's determined to own it.

Betrayed to death by my own brother, I was reborn before the apocalypse descended.
He rushed to seize the god-tier [Copy] talent first, leaving the trash [Purification] talent for me.
He thought that with this talent, he'd have no worries and reign supreme in the apocalypse.
Meanwhile, I quietly closed the last door of my fortress.
He didn't know that his prized copying ability had a fatal flaw.

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat.

I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth.

“Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?”

“I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little.

———

Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three.

She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it.

He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body.

But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does.

He must protect his wife at all costs.

The story is set in the royal kingdom of Valenroth, a palace where beauty hides danger and power decides everything. Behind its glittering halls lies a world of secrets, manipulation, and ruthless ambition, where trust is fragile and loyalty can cost a life.
Josselyn, the daughter of a condemned traitor, is summoned to the palace as the only one who can create the rare herbal remedy capable of saving the Queen. Gifted with her late mother’s extraordinary alchemical ability, she can craft potions with precision beyond ordinary healers—making her both indispensable and feared.
But Josselyn does not come to save the kingdom.
She comes for revenge.
Surrounded by five powerful men—Killian, the cold and unpredictable Crown Prince; Yorick, the observant healer who sees more than he reveals; Darius, the loyal knight bound by duty; and Howarth and Sebastian, two noble brothers whose charm conceals dangerous intentions—Josselyn is pulled into a deadly game of control and desire.
As political tension rises and hidden truths begin to unravel, alliances shift and emotions blur with manipulation. The deeper she steps into the palace, the more she realizes that revenge is not the only thing at stake.
Because in a place where power rules above all…
falling in love might be the most dangerous choice of all.

"I didn't kill your father."

The man sat behind the desk, the dagger I'd personally driven into his chest still lodged there, blood staining his shirt, yet he didn't even furrow his brow.

"If I were the killer, you'd already be dead."

—

My name is Serena Belmont.

A week ago, I was the family heir. A week later, my father died mysteriously, my stepmother took control of everything, and my fiancé abandoned me without hesitation.

All evidence pointed to Carlo Morandi—the most dangerous man on Valdoro Island, the feared Mafia godfather.

For revenge, I broke into his estate.

But what he gave me was evidence my father had left behind.

Missing eight million euros, a mysterious university professor, secrets my stepmother had hidden for years... As the investigation deepened, I realized I'd never truly understood the truth behind my father's death.

And Carlo always stood behind me, clearing obstacles for me, blocking danger for me, yet never explaining why he did this.

Until later, when I discovered an old photograph taken secretly for six full years.

The person in the photo was me.

In that moment I finally understood—some people approach you to use you, some to destroy you, and some have kept you in their hearts since before you even knew.

But when the truth surfaces, I don't know whether I should fear the conspiracy behind my father's death...

Or the real reason Carlo protects me.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you, no matter how hard I try. You've infiltrated my thoughts, mind, and body, and there's no way to get you out." His voice was gruff with honesty. "I've tried. I've failed. Frankly, I don't want to try anymore. I want you."

And then I spoke the riskiest truth of all, "I want you too."

A groan escaped from his lips, and he pulled me close, crushing my body to his as his lips covered mine.

A werewolf on the run bumps into a sexy bartender, and sparks fly the moment they meet.
Unable to resist the intense attraction between them, they find reasons to come back for more...

Little does this bartender know that the man who constantly plagues her thoughts is a werewolf, and a wanted one at that—or that she is his mate.
With so many forces teaming up against them, will their love for each other be able to save them?

“I was never supposed to fall for him.”

I was only the invisible boy at the ice arena—the one nobody noticed, the one who hid behind a camera and wrote anonymous stories about the hockey captain I could never reach.

Curtis Glass was everything I wasn’t. Powerful. Admired. Untouchable.

When he discovered my secret, I thought he would destroy me. Instead, he stepped closer, protected me, and made me believe I finally mattered.

But I didn’t know the truth.

Before I became the person he cared about, I was only a bet he made with his teammates.

A challenge.

A game.

And I was foolish enough to fall in love with the man who planned to break my heart.

Now Curtis says he never meant to hurt me.

But how can I trust the person who made me feel special… when I was only his secret from the beginning?

I thought Jon was my salvation—until I saw him kissing another woman and discovered he had destroyed my training plan with his own hands.

With an injured knee, I fought my way back onto the ice, determined to win everything I’d lost. But every time I was about to break, it was always Leon who appeared.

He was cold, dangerous, and impossible to read.

He was also my ex’s older brother.

He saved me from an alley, carried me out of danger, and warned me in that low voice, “Not competing won’t kill you either.”

I asked, “Then why do you keep saving me?”

His gray-blue eyes locked onto mine. “Because I don’t want to see you break.”

I knew I should stay away.

But on the night of a thunderstorm, when the power went out and someone knocked on my door—

Was it really him?

"I don't know what kind of trick you are playing or what powers you have, but I will have you locked up, until I can find a way to undo you. And I will be the end of you!!!"

Lucien Draco used to be the most powerful werewolf in existence, a born Alpha destined for greatness. But when his entire family was brutally murdered before his eyes, he made a choice that would curse him forever. He turned himself into a hybrid, the first turn to ever survive the transformation because he sold his soul to the devil in exchange for the power to seek revenge.

Now referred to as the Devil's Son, he is the most feared creature across all supernatural territories.

Never did he imagine that fate would grant him a mate. And not just any mate, a human. A human he cannot compel.

On her eighteenth birthday, Claire Lockwood is sold into slavery and purchased by the ruthless hybrid everyone whispers about in terror. She should be just another possession, easily controlled and broken. But Claire is different. She is immune to his compulsion, the very power that makes Lucien unstoppable.

To him, she is a threat. An anomaly. Something that must be destroyed.

But as Lucien searches for ways to end her, he discovers the impossible truth this human girl he despises is his mate. The bond he never wanted. The weakness he cannot afford.

Claire truly just an ordinary human caught in a world beyond her understanding? Or is there something more to the girl who can resist the Devil's Son?

And what will happen when Lucien realizes that the very person he vowed to destroy might be the only one who can save what little remains of his humanity?

“Don’t worry, Selena. Everyone will forgive you if you fail.”

Those were the words my stepmother whispered before she pushed me into the biggest humiliation of my life.

In my past life, I was the foolish Windsor heiress who lost everything. My family abandoned me, my reputation was destroyed, and the people I trusted buried me alive in a nightmare I could never escape.

But fate gave me a second chance.

Now, I am no longer the weak girl they controlled. I remember every lie, every betrayal, and every trap waiting for me. I will reclaim my mother’s jewelry empire, expose those who stole my life, and make every enemy pay.

But when the coldest lawyer in New York, Damian Cross, steps into my revenge plan, he sees the woman I have become—not the girl everyone despised.

The only question is…

Will he help me destroy my enemies, or will he uncover the darkest secret behind my rebirth?

“Marry me, and I will protect you from everything.”

I never knew those words came from the most dangerous man in the supernatural world.

Callum Mercer was the billionaire who saved my company, protected my family, and became the only person I trusted.

I thought he was just a powerful businessman.

I was wrong.

The man I loved was not human.

He was the Alpha of a hidden werewolf world.

When his true identity was revealed, my entire reality shattered. The gentle man who held me through my darkest moments was also the creature I had been taught to fear.

How could I love someone who was never supposed to exist in my world?

The pain of the truth broke me. And when I discovered I was carrying his child, Callum made the hardest choice of his life.

He let me go.

Years later, our child brings us back together.

But can a human woman forgive the Alpha who changed everything?

And can a love forbidden by two worlds survive a second chance?

Lilith, born to be cursed as feared by many. Her mother arranged a marriage between her and Prince of the Zaryth Kingdom, their longtime rival. This marriage would bring peace between the two kingdoms. But in the castle lies secrets and not everyone is who they seem to be. Lilith comes across a stranger in the castle who is more than he seems to be. Will Lilith choose her kingdom over heart?

Sold on the black market with no memory of who he is, Alberto has only ever been known as the “dumb human” among wolves—unwanted, ridiculed, and forgotten. That is, until the ruthless Alpha Fernando claims him at an auction. What begins as ownership quickly spirals into something more dangerous when Alberto defies the pack’s rules—and dares to call Fernando his mate.

Drawn together by a bond neither can deny, their twisted connection is tested by betrayal, forbidden desires, and a deadly competition that demands blood. When Alberto’s hidden past resurfaces, shattering everything he thought he knew, secrets unravel that could destroy them both.

Bound by fate, scarred by lies, and hunted by enemies within, Alberto and Fernando must decide: will their bond be their salvation… or their doom?

My Auctioned Mate is a dark MM paranormal romance of fated mates, forbidden bonds, and a love powerful enough to challenge destiny itself.

I was Louis’s girlfriend, the fragile burden he always left behind. For years, I waited in the shadows—my health neglected, my heart ignored—while he treated me like an accessory. But the night he abandoned me in a blizzard for someone else, I finally realized the truth: I wasn't his love; I was just his obligation.

Trapped in a freezing RV with a failing heart and no way out, I faced the end alone—until Graham Cox arrived. Louis’s cold, aloof older brother—a man who had always viewed me as an annoying pest—tore through the storm to save me. “If she dies,” he growled at Louis, “don’t bother coming home.”

He didn't just save my life; he pulled me from the wreckage of a toxic relationship. But now, the lines are blurring. Beneath his icy, disciplined military facade, a dangerous obsession has stirred. One night, he pinned me against a door, his eyes burning with a hunger he’d hidden for a decade. “Did you really think,” he rasped, “that I only ever wanted to be your brother?”

Now, Louis is begging for a second chance, but I’ve already moved on. I’ve walked into Graham’s cold, calculated trap, and there is no turning back. In a world of family secrets and forbidden desires, I have to choose: the boy who broke me, or the man who is quietly, obsessively claiming me.

"Show off." I scoffed, the words coming out airy.
"You're fucking killing me, Laura." He groaned.
There were several ways to celebrate her best friend getting hitched off to the man of her dreams. Having sex with a stranger wasn't one of them—at least Laura didn't plan on it. But when an opportunity presents itself in the form of an incredibly sexy tattooed man, who was she to say no?
Laura doesn't do relationships, or dates, or anything related to the subject. She is strictly a one-night-only type of girl and doesn't go back on that rule no matter what.
So what happens when this sexy stranger Laura hooked up with, turns out to be a close friend of Jack—her best friend's husband—who had actually been at the party that day, and now wants more than one night from her?
A game of wills ensues.
Will Laura succumb to the sexy stranger under his top-notch seduction skills?
Or will she go the extra mile and beat him at his own game?

"What if I want to escape?"

I looked at the man before me.

He was Alexei Cardis, vampire prince, and the one who would sacrifice me with his own hands at the Eclipse Ritual.

"Then escape," he said, lowering his gaze to meet mine, his tone calm. "Just don't get caught."

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At seven years old, I was brought into this vampire castle.

From that day on, I had the best teachers, and the most dangerous guardian.

Alexei taught me to read, taught me to calculate, taught me how to survive amid lies and conspiracies.

But he never told me—that the meaning of my existence was to become the offering on the altar.

As the Eclipse Ritual drew closer, I began searching for a way to survive.

Forging evidence, sowing discord among nobles, stealing weapons, planning my escape.

Everyone wanted to use me.

Everyone wanted me dead.

Only Alexei was different.

He stopped others from getting close to me again and again, yet pushed me toward my destined fate with his own hands.

I could no longer understand him.

Until later, when I discovered a secret hidden in a wooden box.

It turned out that behind all these years of what I thought was captivity and exploitation, there was another, more dangerous emotion.

But if he truly cared about me—

Why would he raise me only to personally send me to the altar?

And when the night of sacrifice arrives,

Will I kill him and escape to freedom,

Or will he, for the sake of the entire vampire race, kill me with his own hands?

"Do you remember me?"

I didn't.

But my husband did.

Everyone believed our marriage was a business arrangement.

Even I believed it.

Until I noticed the way Reginald watched me.

Like a starving man finally finding home.

Like he'd already loved me for years.

Every gentle touch...

Every protective embrace...

Every jealous glance...

None of it was fake.

Then one full moon, I saw his eyes become those of a wolf.

My husband wasn't human.

And neither was the family that had welcomed me so warmly.

They called me something I had never heard before.

His fated mate.

But if destiny truly brought us together...

Why does everyone keep saying I was never supposed to survive?

"Why won't you ask me for help?"

Vincent pinned me against the wall, his green eyes cold and dangerous.

"Because I want to destroy them myself."

I smiled anyway.

—

My name is Irene Perot.

Ever since my mother married into wealth, I've been the outsider no one wanted. My stepsister Johanna treated me like a stain on her perfect life. My fiancé betrayed me. Rumors spread through school like wildfire, and everyone waited for me to break.

But I've never been the helpless girl they imagined.

When they tried to ruin my reputation, I exposed every lie. When they tried to bury me, I climbed higher.

Then there was Vincent Green.

The most powerful man in the Green family. My ex-fiancé's uncle. Dangerous. Untouchable. A man who always appeared when my world was falling apart.

He wanted me to rely on him.

I refused.

Yet the deeper I dug into the secrets surrounding my family, the closer I was drawn to him—and to a truth neither of us could escape.

Because what began as a battle of wills soon became something far more dangerous.

And when Vincent finally offered me his protection, I had to decide:

Would I become the woman standing beside his throne...

Or the one who burns his empire to the ground?

The only sure thing in revenge is the beginning, the ending is uncertain. The truth can surprise you in ways you could never have imagined.

A sequel to His Booty Call.

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?

“Run, little omega, but I will always find you… and when I do, I will break your pretty little legs, and you will like it, because you are sick and only I know what exactly to give you to make you feel good,”
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Riven never meant to summon him but one drop of his blood awakens Kael Veyne— the Phantom Alpha.

A predator worshipped like a god, feared like a monster.

Now Riven’s first heat burns out of control. Hunted, pinned, claimed, he learns the truth: resisting Kael might kill him… but surrendering will ruin him.

Because Kael doesn’t want love. He wants ownership. And Riven? He wants more than survival… he wants to bind the Alpha himself.
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Trigger Warning:
Breeding kink, choking, spanking, biting, dub-con/CNC, obsession, stalking, predator/prey dynamics, violence, stalking, fear play, somnophilia, blood, graphic language, explicit sexual content, psychological manipulation, bdsm, obsession and possession.
If you crave soft romance, turn back.
If you crave obsession and ruin, welcome to Kael’s world.

Not all roses have thorns, and neither are all monsters born a beast.
“Close your eyes, princess. I’m only going to kiss your beautiful, plump lips... that’s all.” His breath felt hot as it ghosted against the skin of my cheek, flowing straight into my head and making me feel drunk dazed in a fleeting second.

“If you make a sound into the kiss, maybe I’d forget about my previous promises and tie you up beautifully, and perhaps – give you kisses in other parts of your body, especially your other pair of lips which is definitely slicking up right now.”

I whimpered.

“And I’d definitely use my tongue to lick into your lower lips, and get it wetter with...”

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Sinfully hot Xavier Costello is a dangerously cunning Mafia lord who was ruthless, heartless and passionate about nothing but his Mafia. Althea Rodriguez, an eighteen year old girl who was as innocent and powerless as a lamb, got betrothed to him – a man she has never met, but had heard uncountable scary rumors about. There was a twelve years gap between them, which made Althea quiver in fear about the thought of getting married to him.

Not all roses have thorns, and neither are all monsters born a beast. And in this case, when two complete opposites are forced together, unexpectedly, intriguing things are bound to happen.

Everything always comes to Xavier with a price, including Love– and he’s going to either cling to his pride and lose the best thing that had ever happened to him, or do the necessary needful.

With claws like secrets threatening to tear them apart and unexpected betrayals from all angles, Althea is going to be thrown in the middle of the dangerously muddled mess filled with guns, men unbelievably heartless than Xavier, and power-starved monsters.

"My son hasn't spoken in two years. Why did he speak to you?"
Ivy touched her scarred cheek and looked down. "I don't know, Alpha. I just... felt his pain."
​Twenty women tried to tame the Alpha's feral son. Only Ivy succeeded. With no memory of who she is, Ivy accepts the job as a nanny for the Crescent Pack. She ignores the hateful glares of the Alpha's fiancée and the cold suspicion of his mother. All she cares about is little Liam.
​But secrets don't stay buried forever. As Ivy’s memories begin to return with sparks of blue electricity, a deadly trap is set.
Accused of theft and exiled by the very man she was starting to love, Ivy is left to die.
When Alpha Leo finally learns the truth—that he just banished his true mate and his son’s real mother—the hunter becomes the desperate protector.
The chase is on.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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