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Amanda was only six years old when her world shattered. Her parents-an Alpha and Luna whose love ruled with strength and compassion-were ripped away in a night of blood and betrayal. Alone and terrified, she was found by Mr. and Mrs. Sebastian, who promised safety but delivered cruelty. Under their roof, Amanda's life became one of endless suffering, forced to endure humiliation at the hands of their spoiled daughter Angela and treated as nothing more than a servant in the home that was supposed to protect her.

Years passed, and Amanda's only wish was to escape. But fate was not so kind. The Sebastians arranged to sell her into marriage to a wealthy old man, sealing her future in chains she could no longer bear. Desperate and afraid, Amanda fled into the dark woods-straight into the path of a stranger who would change her life forever.

Andrew, the ruthless Alpha of the strongest pack in the region, never believed in destiny until the moment he saw her. His wolf recognized her instantly. She was not just any woman. She was his mate. His Luna. The one fate had been hiding all along.

But claiming Amanda is only the beginning. Dark secrets from her past resurface, and enemies who destroyed her family now threaten to finish what they started. Angela's jealousy sharpens into betrayal, and the weight of leadership presses down on Amanda's fragile shoulders. She must rise from the ashes of her suffering, embrace the power buried deep .

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Each story unfolds with sl encounters and irresistible attraction, where sl fantasies ignite and lovers surrender. Lost in Lust will leave you breathless and sexually aroused.

At the auction, when Anna’s painting was sold for the highest price of the night, I died in a dim underground studio.

No one knew that the painting had stolen my inspiration.

I was the most talented painter in the Hale family, yet I lived forever in my sister’s shadow — only because our paintings always ended up strangely similar.

At first, people said it was the bond between sisters.
Later, after my sister stole my paintings and exhibited them first, I became the so-called thief who plagiarized her works, while Anna turned into a celebrated, sought-after painter.

“Hard work really is more reliable than talent.” That was what people loved to say.

Before the auction, my family locked me away in the studio.
“Don’t ruin Anna’s big night.”

My sister Anna handed me a piece of bread.
“Little sister, have something to eat. When the auction’s over, we’ll go celebrate with a nice meal.”

“Look how kind your sister is — she still worries you’re hungry.”
Mother kicked me hard.

But she never knew Anna had poisoned the bread.
After just one bite, my skin broke out in rashes, I could barely breathe, and pain tore through every part of me.

Before I suffocated, I called my boyfriend Edd.
All I got was his cold scold:
“Lily, stop playing these cheap tricks!”

To the busy beep of the phone, I took my last breath.

When they came home triumphantly, thinking I was just being moody and refusing to join the celebration, they never knew I had stayed forever in that dark, quiet studio.

Married to Declan Hargrove for three years, I kept my past locked away tight. I let no one near Greybell, and I never, ever mentioned the name Calloway.
Until Piper excitedly dug up the "incest scandal" between me and my own brother. The Hargrove family booked their flights that very night, vowing to fly to Greybell and tear my "white-trash" parents to shreds.
I knelt on the carpet, shaking and sobbing.
But hiding behind the curtain of my long hair, no one saw the truth. I wasn’t begging for my own life.
I was begging for theirs.
Because my brother, Reid, had already gotten the news. He was in Greybell right now, preparing an unforgettable "feast" for our arrogant guests.

Not wanting to waste any more time, I quickly crawled out of the blanket and walked over to Gerard who was sitting at the end of the bed, and touched his hand gently, "I need to be stronger. Please hurt me." I pleaded like a puppy asking to be fed.

He dismissed my hand and stood up, walking towards the door. All he did was lock the door and then walk back towards me with slow but sure steps. His hand moved to remove the watch from around his wrist without taking his eyes off me.

Gerard stopped and cupped my chin with one hand, "I'm going to give you good pain." he said with a smirk on his face, and the next second he was actually making his attack on me.


In the beginning, humans lived peacefully, side by side with vampires and werewolves, thanks to the agreement of their ancestors. Until one day, a great war between vampires and werewolves erupted. As a result, vampires were declared extinct, while the number of werewolves was getting smaller.

Still upholding the covenant of the ancestors, the remaining nations tried to live in harmony side by side without disturbing each other. Until one day, a series of mysterious attacks occurred on human settlements, and the werewolves became the prime suspects. Hatred begins to rise in the hearts of humans, declaring war on the remaining werewolves and intending to eradicate them.

Anne, a girl full of ambition to avenge the attack on her family, joins The Vigilante Union, a special force to fight the werewolves. Anne never imagined that the enemy and the savior she had been looking for would be so close to her in the form of the same person.

What will she choose? Revenge or gratitude?

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Lost in Lust is a collection of steamy stories that dive into passion, temptation, and raw s*x scenes.

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And then he pushed his cck inside her once more. He had a hold of her hips and he kept her in place as he went back to fuking her hard.

She felt her breasts swinging backward and forward once more as he thrust at her pusy.
She could feel a slight ache, a throbbing, in her pusy.

“Oh Fuck me Peter fck me! Fill me with your cm!!
That di*k feels soo freaking good!”

Sagar is a tall, fair and extremely handsome man, could be easily called as a Dream boy. While he dreams about only one girl.... Damini. The girl who stole his heart when they were still in school...

He was madly in love with Damini. But one day she left without saying a single word to him.

He was broken hearted and still kept looking for her... Finally he found her after 10 years.

What will happen when they come face to face with each other. Come and join this journey to find more about their story......

In an incredibly realistic precognitive dream, my vampire stepparents and nominal brother cruelly pushed me off the second floor to feed the zombies for half a moldy loaf of bread.

I opened my eyes to find less than 72 hours until the full-blown apocalypse!

To hell with hypocritical family ties! In this life, I decisively spent money to buy a shelter, unexpectedly awakening my spatial abilities! With a thought, I remotely emptied the largest warehouse supermarket in the entire state, and even used tens of tons of heavy steel plates to build an indestructible doomsday fortress!

When the zombie horde descended, order collapsed. I sat in my absolutely safe fortress, eating a tomahawk steak, watching the brutal family of three on the monitor, driven mad by hunger, even killing each other and cannibalizing flesh for half a biscuit.

They knelt in the blood-soaked floor, desperately crying and begging me to open the door and give them alms.

My fingertips danced with violent lightning power as I coldly hung up the phone: "The door is welded shut. You can enjoy hell outside!"

When my parents and my fiancé Gilbert asked me once again to donate my kidney to my cousin Yvonne, who was hospitalized with kidney failure, I didn't cry or scream.

I simply said one word: "Okay."

My parents and Gilbert were stunned. They rushed to have me sign the voluntary donation form, afraid I’d change my mind.

Some days later, they sent me to the operating room.

Dad said, "Yvonne will finally be saved. We're so proud of you."

Mom said, "After the surgery, we'll make it up to you."

Gilbert looked tenderly at Yvonne and said, "When you're better, where should we travel?"

What they didn't know was that the day I agreed, I'd just received my diagnosis, stage four cancer. Three months to live.

As I lay on the cold operating table, as the anesthesia began to take effect, I only wanted to know one thing:

If I die on this operating table, will they regret it?

They told me the baby was gone, but they didn't tell me my heart was being carved out, too.

I woke up on the operating table, paralyzed. Through my blurred vision, I saw my beloved husband, Marco, trembling with excitement as he held my medical chart.

"Her blood is perfect," he whispered. "It is a perfect match for Isabella. We can proceed with the transplant now."

"Finally. It wasn't in vain that I brought her back." My revered father let out a sigh of relief. "If it weren't for this day, how would someone who wandered outside for so many years be qualified to step into this house again?"

When my husband said "I love you," he actually meant "Your heart is perfect for the woman I truly love."

I couldn't scream; I couldn't move.

I could only watch helplessly as the silver scalpel pierced toward my chest, while my sister, Isabella, lay on the operating table next to me, smiling in her sleep.

I was never a long-lost daughter, nor was I a beloved wife.

I was just a mobile blood bank waiting to be slaughtered.

In the shadow of small-town whispers and a barren womb, Susan Hart faces the ultimate shame: three years married to Greg, no baby in sight. His weak seed confirmed by doctors, the family fortune hangs by a thread—no heir, no inheritance.

Desperate, she turns to the men who can deliver: rugged father-in-law Frank, with his grizzled stamina, and ripped brother-in-law Jake, Lily's fertile stud. What starts as a whispered plea in the bathroom escalates to raw kitchen poundings, warehouse fistings, and father-son tag-teams amid crates of grain.

"Family first," they growl, flooding her fertile depths. But Greg's rage simmers, Lily's suspicions sharpen, and Susan's body betrays her with shattering orgasms. One load could save her marriage—or shatter the Hart dynasty forever.

Will the breeding pact bind them in ecstasy... or bury them in scandal?

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Lost in Lust is a collection of steamy stories that dive into passion, temptation, and raw s*x scenes.

Each story unfolds with sexual encounters and irresistible attraction, where sexual fantasies ignite and lovers surrender. Lost in Lust will leave you breathless and sexually aroused.


And then he pushed his cck inside her once more. He had a hold of her hips and he kept her in place as he went back to fuking her hard.

She felt her breasts swinging backward and forward once more as he thrust at her pusy.
She could feel a slight ache, a throbbing, in her pusy.

“Oh Fuck me Peter fck me! Fill me with your cm!!
That di*k feels soo freaking good!”

Fourteen years ago, Isabella Winston died.

At least, that's what everyone believed.

One moment, she was trapped inside a sinking car beneath the icy waters of the Hudson River. The next, she woke up in her own bathtub and somehow fourteen years in the future.

Her husband is no longer the warm, easygoing man she remembers.

Her five-year-old son is now a nineteen-year-old stranger who looks at her with suspicion.

Her twins barely remember the mother they lost—one forever chasing affection, the other keeping the entire world at arm's length.

And the family she left behind has become something broken, distant, and unrecognizable.

Now Isabella faces an impossible challenge: rebuilding a family that never truly recovered from losing her.

Fourteen years have left scars on everyone.

Unfortunately for those causing the damage, Isabella Winston has returned to set things right.

The folder slid across the table toward Hannah's husband. Sign here. Family helps family.

What the Whitfields never once thought to wonder was that the quiet daughter-in-law they'd spent four years bleeding had almost three million dollars they couldn't see.

She'd hidden it for one reason: to keep the only good man in that family from being turned into their wallet.

Now they wanted his signature. His house. His name on their debt.

They had spent a lifetime underestimating the quiet one.

They were about to learn what that costs.

This is a three-book series.

Book 1 - Healing Broken Hearts - Anushka is a single mother and CEO of a profitable acquisitions firm. The last thing on her mind is getting involved with a man when her last relationship was filled with abuse and lies. However, when she and her daughter, Dakota, go on vacation, they meet Jordan on the beach, and her plans begin to waver. Once secrets are uncovered, Anushka and her daughter may become targets of people they have never met. Will Jordan be able to show Anushka and Dakota that love can mend even the most shattered of hearts, or will they be torn apart before they have a chance at love?

Book 2 - Dakota - When someone close to Dakota is murdered while protecting her, she vows to get revenge. She confronts the man who her family believes is responsible, and she’s faced with the reality that things may not be what they seem. To complicate matters, a man comes into her life and wants to turn her world upside down. Can she have love, revenge, and an alliance with those who she thought were enemies, or will her world come crashing down when someone she trusts betrays her?

Book 3 - Dakota: Loyalty - Dakota has been tested by those she loves and by her enemies, but one thing has remained constant through it all: loyalty. She values loyalty above all else because she believes those who are loyal will have her back when she needs it. Throughout this story, her love, strength, and resilience will be tested time and again. She doesn't know who is on her side or who is on the side of her enemies. Will she survive, or will she sacrifice herself to save those she loves?

Make a delivery, get in, and get out. It seemed simple, but how could I know that I would meet the hottest guy ever? Just one look at him made my body shiver in anticipation and my heart race.

The car crash six months ago destroyed my body. I survive the agony only through the painkillers prescribed by my brother, Fletcher.
While shopping for my wedding dress, I simply swallowed a pill on schedule. My mother responded with a slap that made me spit blood. My father stormed in and kicked my ribs in without asking a single question.
I fled crying to my brother, only for him to grab me in disgust: "You are a disgrace to this family."
I called my fiancé. He rushed to the scene, took one look at the pill, and called the cops without hesitation: "The engagement is off. She makes me sick."
In just a few hours, I went from a bride-to-be to a death row inmate.
But as the gavel fell, I saw our family maid calmly swallow the exact same pill from the gallery…
I lunged at the railing, screaming at the judge. He leaned down, a chilling smile spreading across his face: "Linnea, this is all because…"

For six years, I sold my body to underground clinics as a human lab rat to cure my son's heart failure and pay off my husband's debts.

Today, my biological brother kicked away the medicine I bought with half my life.

"Lucas was never sick. We faked the medical records to teach you a lesson for upsetting Virginia."

My husband coldly chimed in:

"I never went bankrupt either."

Even the son I bled to birth stabbed my arm, screaming, "A bloody monster like you doesn't deserve to be my mom!"

I finally realized my entire life was a meticulously crafted scam.

With my organs rapidly failing and only ten days left to live, I stepped onto the edge of the balcony.

"You're right," I smiled at my husband and brother, watching the color completely drain from their faces. "Six years of my life isn't enough to apologize to her."

"So I'll pay you with my corpse."

In my last life, my younger brother made a contract with an S-rank ghost, but it turned out to be completely useless, while I contracted a B-rank ghost, the Starving Ghost, which could not only devour monsters but also consume other awakened humans' ghost servants to evolve.
Under my protection, my family went from scavenging for scraps to living in a luxury mansion inside the government safe zone.
But on the eve of a ghost tide attack, I was prepared to stay behind and defend the base while sending my parents, my sister, and my younger brother away first.
Instead, they killed me, all to take my Starving Ghost so they could have an easier time surviving on the road.
After I died, they didn't even have time to tame the Starving Ghost before it devoured every one of them.
When I opened my eyes again, I had somehow returned to the day we formed our ghost contracts, and this time, my younger brother chose the Starving Ghost.

After years of marriage, my husband and son see me as a disgrace.
Time and again, they abandon me to care for another woman, and this time, I finally wake up.
They are not worth my love！
But when I officially ask for a divorce, they suddenly claim that I am the one they truly love.
What is going on?

"Help! Somebody help me! Julian is trying to kill my baby!" I scream at the top of my lungs, bursting into my gender reveal party.

Just minutes ago, Julian was my perfect, doting husband. Then he opens my unborn baby's genetic screening report. The unadulterated ferocity and revulsion simmering in his eyes makes my entire body shake. He grips my arm, demanding I terminate the pregnancy.

I already died once because of that piece of paper. In my past life, they dragged me to a freezing lab, pumped me full of drugs, and murdered my child before locking me in an asylum.

This time, I hide behind the guests. But my parents storm in. After seeing the report, instead of saving me, Dad kicks me squarely in the stomach.

"You shameless little whore," he spits.

They are about to drag me out the back door when two police officers step through the glass doors. The cop hands me the confiscated report.

I look down at the printed words... and finally understand.

“I love you. I am your mate. We are destined to be together," she hugged the man tightly, trying hard to hold back her tears.
"I reject." The man pushed her away. "I have a child. I swore to her and my late wife not to accept another woman in my life."
"I don't care. I have been waiting for you for centuries. I will do anything to get you back. Nothing can stop me now."

After seeing her lover's death before her eyes, Lillianne vowed to wait for Leander’s reincarnation. She finally saw him again after 700 years as Blaze Davies, a widower who is also her boss.
Rejection simply didn't exist in her dictionary. She believed that she and Blaze were destined to be together in any lifetime even if that meant she had to fight tooth and nail for that. Seducing him was not a difficult thing to do anyway.
However, that was not the only problem here. Her current mate, Zephyr, the one who killed Leander was after them and he had a mission to eliminate her man again. Lillianne must protect Leander and help him regain his power to reclaim his position as the original Alpha of their tribe before that happens.
Will she succeed?

At a late-night party, when the bottle spins to my boyfriend Tyler, he picks dare.

"Kiss anyone here except your girlfriend," the host announces with a smirk.

Tyler barely hesitates. He walks straight to my best friend Sienna and kisses her for a full seven seconds in front of everyone.

When he comes back, he leans close to my ear. "Don't sweat it, we'll have fun when we get home."

When it's my turn, I choose truth. "Tell us a secret nobody knows."

I look around at all these drunk college kids, then say calmly, "I killed someone."

My husband and I couldn’t get pregnant after we got married, and we really wanted a baby of our own,

We tried IVF, and after three failed rounds I finally got pregnant,

But then my husband and my parents suddenly started pressuring me to get an abortion...

They said I killed them all.

My father. My daughter. My brother's legs. One explosion, one moment of selfishness, and I became the family murderer.

My husband Dominic—the most feared mafia boss in the city—drowned himself in whiskey. I drowned myself in something worse.

Three years on the pole. Three years with strangers' cash stuffed in my bra, their cocks shoved down my throat, their fists in back alleys, their cameras catching every degradation. Three years swallowing cum and shame to scrape together half a million for my brother's surgery.

Then the doctors found the tumor. Three months left.

One last show, I told myself. A blindfolded performance. Enough to pay off Ethan's debt before I died.

That's when someone ripped off my blindfold.

Dominic.

Behind him stood my very-alive father. And Ethan—on two perfect legs, kicking aside an empty wheelchair. And my adopted sister Vanessa, draped over my husband, flashing a diamond ring.

This whole performance? Her birthday present.

"Surprise, sweetheart." Dominic smiled. "The explosion was fake. We just needed to put you in your place."

Ethan laughed. "Three years of stripper money made one hell of a party, sis."

My father still wouldn't look at me. "Learn to treat Vanessa right, or you're no daughter of mine."

The room exploded in laughter.

I stood there, diagnosis crumpled in my fist.

The explosion was fake. The crippled legs were fake. Everything was fake.

But the cancer eating my brain?

That was real.

On the third day after the Ice Age began on Earth, the temperature plummeted to minus fifty degrees Celsius, and human civilization disintegrated in the extreme cold.

My name is Anson, an ordinary convenience store clerk. After the apocalypse broke out, I risked my life to drive to pick up my mother-in-law Martha and her family and take them to a shelter.

Along the way, I unexpectedly discovered a large supermarket with abundant supplies, and I collected supplies with my wife Erin, mother-in-law Martha, father-in-law George, and brother-in-law Tom.

Just as we were about to leave with two trucks full of life-saving supplies, my mother-in-law, Martha, tricked me into going deep into the warehouse to move some goods. Then they locked the iron gate and drove away, leaving me to die in the supermarket surrounded by icy beasts.

In that moment of despair and waiting for death, the [Ice Fishing System] activated in my mind...

When I was ten years old I was sent to The School for Omegas, where I was to be raised until my eighteenth birthday. At this school I would learn how to act and speak the way an Omega is expected to, and then on presentation day I would be chosen by an Alpha to be his mate.

Easy right?

No for me. I can never seem to do things right, and I always felt like there was more to this place than meets the eye. See every year there are a few Omegas that are not chosen, and no one ever sees them again. They just disappear and no one bats an eye.

Now that my prevention day is coming near the questions about the missing Omegas has been plaguing me more and more because I know for sure I will become one of them. That's why I have been planning a way to escape, but when the night comes I stumble upon the dark secrets of this place. A secret that would destroy the school forever. Not only that but there is something pulling me toward it and when I find what it is I have no choice but to take it with me and run.

I didn't expect running to be so hard and when I think I've hit rock bottom and my life is on the line...he comes. He's not exactly a knight in shining armor, but I need his help. I just pray that when this ends the truth doesn't tear everything apart.

The truth can set you free but it can also destroy everything.

His future is her past, and their love is lost somewhere in between. When her groom arrives at the altar and announces the wedding is canceled, Lucy Buchanan flees into the woods. Hearing well-meaning but unhelpful bridesmaids approaching, she ducks into a stone chamber and emerges on the other side, where she’s about to be trampled by a horse. She’s rescued from danger by Rory Munro, the valiant but troubled son of a wealthy Highland laird. At first convinced that she’s dreaming, Lucy begins to realize that she’s stumbled into 1746 Scotland and must find her way back through what Rory calls the “fairy cairn.” In the meanwhile, she might just be falling in love. Betrayed years ago, Rory is certain he’ll never love again. Then a lost bride awakens the trust in his heart that was broken. If Lucy leaves, she’ll return to a time when his future is her past and their love is lost somewhere between.

This was my 43rd time proposing to Isaac, and once again, he turned me down.
Then I spotted the black lace peeking out from his bag.
"My lab partner's on her period. I bought them for her."
The genius said it without a hint of guilt—even had the nerve to say I was being unreasonable.
We argued, and I stormed out, only to end up in a brutal car accident."
Bleeding on the asphalt, I used my last bit of strength to call him.
His response was ice-cold:
"A crash just thirty minutes after you left? Jane, your act is getting pathetic."
The moment he hung up, something broke—and not just my leg.
Seven years of delusion shattered with it.
When I woke up, I accepted my childhood friend's proposal.

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

They told me my daughter drowned. Too much to drink, a slick deck, a terrible accident.

Then they put a number on her, slid the check across the table, and asked me to sign away the right to ever ask how she died.

I signed.

They didn't ask what I'd do after.

I changed my name. I spent three years earning a desk in their building, close enough to hear the man who buried her joke about the father who "made some noise, took the money, and went away."

He doesn't know my face. None of them do.

They thought the money bought my silence.

They have no idea what it bought.

Betty have been living a lie for as long as she can remember. She have been abused by her parents her whole life, even though she is a broken and abused girl in her own home. Outside of those four walls she is a force to be reckoned with! She is not afraid to do what she need to stay alive!

Ever since she was ten years old, Emilia Wagner's heart has belonged to one person—Niklas Becker, her older brother’s best friend. To him, she was just the annoying little sister who tagged along, always lingering in the background. But to her, he was everything her first love, her quiet protector, the boy who unknowingly held her heart. Years passed, and she buried those feelings deep, knowing he would never see her the way she saw him.
Now a college student, Emilia is no longer the timid girl from the past. She has grown, yet her feelings for Niklas remain unchanged. But he still sees her as his best friend’s little sister off-limits, untouchable. Or so she thinks. When fate forces them into close proximity, stolen glances turn into lingering touches, and unspoken words become impossible to ignore. Niklas, who has always kept his distance, begins to see her in a new light.
But love isn’t easy, especially when secrets, misunderstandings, and the fear of crossing a line threaten to tear them apart. As their undeniable chemistry ignites, Emilia is left wondering, will she finally become the woman he chooses, or is she destined to remain just a childhood memory?

In order to get her family's love, she always pretended to be ugly and dumb. But instead of getting her family's attention, what she got was hatred and disgust.

What's more her family set her marriage, instead of her sister, to a cripple and impotent man.

On the day of her wedding, her own mother came to her and begged her. "Your sister deserves much better. You have to help her!"

Lost in despair, she agreed to meet her family's decision and married to her sister's fiancée.

On her wedding night, her husband looked at her and frowned, "You are too ugly."

So what do you think will happen when she marries to that man? Will she regret or there will be some miracle in her life?

I took my sister’s place to save my family. Now I am living a life that could destroy me. I never wanted anything to do with the mafia. But when my twin sister vanished without a word, I stepped into her world and became her… the wife of Rowan, a man people fear and never question.
Every day, I live a lie. His son, Dante, looks at me like I am his mother, and something inside me breaks every time he says in a low voice that l look like his mom. But not everyone is fooled.
Rowan’s family watches me too closely. They see what does not belong and they are waiting for me to slip so they can get rid of me for good.
I tell myself I can handle it. That I just need to survive long enough to protect the people I love.
But I am losing control. Because the man I was never meant to love is starting to look at me differently. And the worst part is… I think I am falling for him too.

For six years, I wore Pack silver. I sold my blood. I scrubbed silver out of Pack den floors. I slept on a basement floor — all to pay off my mate's Pack debt and buy my brother's wolfsbane antidote.
Today, with the receipt finally signed, my brother looked at me and said:
"Seren, I was never poisoned. Our parents aren't dead either. The Rogue raid six years ago — I arranged it. The only wolf hurt that night was you."
My mate stepped up behind him: "I never lost my Pack rank either. I've been at the estate the whole time."
Then my parents — the ones I'd buried seven years ago — walked through the door.
The Pack physician had given me forty-eight hours left to live.
They were going to remember every single one.

"You're nothing but a worthless breeding machine trying to seduce our Alpha!" Scarlett shrieked, her claws inches from my throat.

"Do it," I whispered to the voice in my head.

Scarlett lunged, the massive red wolf aiming for a fatal blow. Time seemed to slow down. An ancient, icy power erupted from my core, and with a strength that was not human, I slammed her violently into the dirt.
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd. Even Alpha Acheron took a step forward, his silver eyes wide with shock.

"Impossible," Scarlett choked, her eyes filled with sudden fear.

As she whimpered and scrambled backward, I flexed my partially transformed arm, the silver fur shimmering with an ethereal glow.

"I'm not worthless," I growled, my voice laced with the ancient power of the silver wolf. "If you dare touch me again, I'll tear you to pieces."

"And this Alpha, this man, he belongs to me!"

For the first time, my voice was filled with intimidation and dominance.

“You are to marry the king, Rinoa.” Those words from my father changed my life.

Cillian was my world — the reason my sun set and the flowers bloomed. But our twisted fate was cruel and unfair.

On the verge of his death, I asked the Gods to trade places with him, to let me die in his stead.
I’m cursed to meet Cillian in every lifetime. In the last one, if he doesn’t remember me, I’ll turn into foam — fading away, forgotten, gone.

In my final life, he was my boss — arrogant, ruthless, and cold. But this time, I’m no longer the woman he once deserved.
I plan to live my life away from the chains of our forgotten love.
But fate is never kind. He needs me more than ever.

Should I risk it all again just to call him mine?
Should I set myself on fire only to feel his warmth?

Time was never my ally.
And I stand at the edge — torn between loving him again or finally being free.

Can our love endure the viciousness of history and time?
I have to choose… even if it means losing it all, or finally letting him go.

Three years ago, I devoted my family's entire fortune to rescue my husband from the mire of impending bankruptcy. I once believed this was a mutual journey of love, until that day revealed the chilling truth — I had merely been nurturing a self-consuming wolf.
The metallic scent of blood still hung in the air of the delivery room when he signed the document relinquishing life support, trading our newly born child for a flicker of hope for his beloved.
As I lay in a pool of blood, dialing his number, I could hear the heavy breaths of him and his mistress on the other end.
The explosion of the yacht cast flames upon the sea, and in that life-or-death moment, he unhesitatingly let go of my hand.
They all believed I had perished beneath the waves.
Very well.
Now, my wedding invitation lies within his reach.

"I have to tell you something, Ash," Micah said, his voice softened.
"I have been waiting for you for many years. In all these years, there was no one else, and my heart was always empty. I even thought my mate was dead. However, I didn't expect to find you." His touch on my cheek ignited an indescribable sensation.
"I've enough of living without you. Now that I have found you, I will always protect you. Nobody can separate us, not even you."


Ashlyn has a captive soul, labeled as mentally ill due to her special perceptual abilities. Trapped within the confines of a psychiatric hospital, suffers ruthless abuse.
However, under the capricious arrangement of fate, a mysterious and commanding man suddenly bursts into her world.
What? He is Alpha? Why has he appeared in the human realm? Does he bring salvation or destruction?
Will she be able to break free from captivity, uncover hidden secrets, and discover her true destiny?

They call me the lost daughter, a wild card back from the shadows. To survive this viper’s nest of luxury and lies, I did the one thing nobody dared: I made a deal with the city’s most feared tycoon.

My plan was perfect. Use our alliance as my shield. Keep my secrets—the art, the healing, the power—hidden until the right moment. But my one miscalculation was him. The man I thought would be my pawn is turning into my addiction.

Now the world is discovering who I truly am, and the line between our game and reality is breaking. He agreed to play by my rules, but now he wants to change them. He doesn’t just want to be my kingmaker; he wants to be the king of my heart.