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I used to be a national gold medalist in ballet.

Now I’m the 210-pound laughingstock the whole school gawks at.

I starve myself till I pass out, train so hard my knees bleed, and still the weight keeps piling on like it’s got a personal grudge.

Till the day I hear my best friend cackling in the equipment room, voice shaking with laughter:

“No matter how hard she tries, her weight will always be three-quarters of Bruce’s!”

Bruce is the 280-pound deadbeat loser who sleeps through half his classes. And me? I’m stuck to him, tied by some sick system I can’t break.

She stole my Juilliard audition direct pass. Paid guys to shove me, call me names, film me tripping over my own feet and post the clips all over TikTok.

She watches me flounder like a beached whale in the mud, barely holding back her snickers.

But she forgot one thing: mountains don’t run from streams.

They wait for the water to crash into them. And shatter into a million pieces.

Guess what? The bet’s on.

My name is Rose Bailey. I am seventeen years old and about to start my senior year of High school. I have always lived a normal, boring, human life. Never believed in the supernatural or the love at first sight sh#t that others girls my age fall for. That is until I move with my mom and two brothers back to the small town where my mom grew up. My mom makes us stay at this house or should I say castle with a lot of other people living there. Imagine my surprise when I walked in on a man and two women that looked to be 20 or 21 having in a room that looks like an office. Imagine how surprised I was when I was frozen in place, unable to move as I felt a sharp pain in my chest from seeing them together as he one from behind while she leaned over a desk from pleasure and the other women was him. The man froze in place and looked at me with a guilty look on his face. The pain got worse in my chest and before I blacked out, I swore I heard him say Mate!

Julian, a 27-year-old British blackjack dealer with a sharp wit and a guarded smile, works the night shift at The Mirage, a mid-tier casino where dreams unravel. He shares a cramped apartment with Marcus, a 34-year-old pit boss who gave him a home after Julian’s devout London family disowned him for coming out five years ago. Their bond, once mentorship, has bloomed into love, confessed over a quiet drink just weeks ago. At The Mirage, Claire, a 28-year-old cocktail server with a venomous edge, blames Marcus for reporting her tip-skimming a year back, which cost her a high-roller lounge gig—and the cash to cover her brother’s medical debt. Her uncle, Victor, the casino’s security chief, resents Marcus for exposing his rigged slot scheme three years prior, derailing his career. When Claire learns Marcus gave Julian a $5,000 casino voucher for rent—money she needed for her brother—she and Victor frame Julian for stealing chips, planting marked cards, a doctored video, and a fake cash drop. Julian’s fired, Marcus falters, and Vegas’s neon haze cloaks a brewing storm.

Sophia Harper had always thought she was living a stable and happy life with her husband, until one night she found her husband sleeping with his cousin. Her husband's divorce and betrayal left her penniless and desperate. When she felt that her life was hopeless, she unexpectedly fell into the arms of the cold and mysterious billionaire Alexander Knight, and spent a reckless night of passion with him, and got a terrible result, she was pregnant!
When she was not sure whether she could get out of the situation of her husband's betrayal, but got involved with such a terrible man and got pregnant with his child, her life was completely in chaos!

Elena Martin, a once-promising investigative journalist, loses everything when her father dies under suspicious circumstances and his inventions are seized by Cade Industries. Broke, desperate, and blacklisted, she agrees to perform at a high-profile party for money—only to discover the host is Damien Cade, the ruthless CEO who ruined her life. When Damien notices her defiance and intelligence, he offers her a shocking six-month contract marriage in exchange for wealth, protection, and access to his world.

Elena agrees, not out of love, but as a strategic move to infiltrate Damien’s empire and uncover the truth behind her father’s death. As she navigates the dangerous intersection of power, attraction, and betrayal, she discovers that Damien isn’t her enemy—but his father is. Over time, Elena regains her career, uncovers the conspiracy behind her father’s downfall, and develops a complicated romantic bond with Damien.

He was her secret crush; she had instantly fallen for him at first sight, but he didn't notice her. She was just a normal and unimportant staff member. She decided to continue loving him in her head, but she found herself in a difficult situation where she had to replace herself with a sex worker whom he requested. She had a one-night stand with her boss, the famous CEO of Lucas Corporation.
To her greatest shock, he made her his girlfriend. She was elated, but she had to set her head straight when she noticed she was just being used by him. Her hope for his love shattered when she was invited to a wedding that was none other than that of Michael and Penny, his ex-girlfriend, who had jilted him.
"Let's end this." Ava told him with tears in her eyes. "You have no power to end what I began. You are mine, and no relationship is over." Michael said to her in a deadpan voice.
His guts after cheating!!! Will Ava continue a relationship with a man who is married to a famous model, or will she go against the order of the powerful billionaire and face his wrath?? Find out about the interesting twist in Ava's life.

The night wolves burned Settlement Seven to the ground, Aria Voss lost everything.
‎Her home. Her people. Her twin brother Marcus, twenty-two years old, buried in ash and rubble while she dug his grave with her bare hands.
‎Most people would have run away.
‎Aria ran toward it.
‎Four months of tracking one burned document led her to one name, Vayne. The most powerful wolf pack in the region. A pack with an army, a territory, and a Supreme Alpha whose word was absolute law.
‎She crossed their border at midnight. Alone. On purpose.
‎Not to beg. Not to hide. To find the person who gave the order and make sure they answered for it.
‎What she didn't plan for was Kael.
‎The youngest Alpha pulled her from the dark instead of killing her. Hid her. Protected her. Taught her the world she had walked into, and somewhere in the middle of all that, fell in love with her.
‎She didn't plan for that either.
‎Then Damon arrived.
‎The heir. The eldest cousin. Cold, brilliant, and dangerous in a way that had nothing to do with his teeth. He looked at Aria once and decided he wanted what belonged to his cousin.
‎Not from love.
‎From pride.
‎And above them both sat Aldric, the Supreme Alpha. Ancient. Calculating. A man who had been moving pieces on a board for sixty years.
‎Aria thought she came to destroy the Vayne pack.
‎She had no idea the Vayne pack had been waiting for her.
‎Two Alphas will fight over her.
‎One king will claim her.
‎And the girl who crossed the border expecting to die will end up ruling everything.

"Hey everyone, I know you all saw the picture of Victoria and me on the school's page
but that's just a picture, my real girl is right over there," he said and pointed at me
as everyone including the guy videoed Jones.
Jones walked to me, "And to prove she's my real girlfriend
I would kiss her right in front of everyone," he said before I could do anything
Jones grabbed me and kissed me as everyone except Victoria and her girls cheered us.
After the kiss, Jones walked to the guy videoing us and collected his phone,
then he posted the video on the school's social page.


Angie is an ordinary good girl, currently in her final year of high school. She enjoys spending time with her friends and cherishes her life, but she has never experienced the sweet taste of love. That is until a new student named Jones joins their class. Jones is a tall, charming boy with striking grey hair that catches the attention of nearly every girl.

Angie also finds herself drawn to Jones - it's the first time she's ever felt this way about someone. Love truly works wonders, especially when it's reciprocated by the one you adore. Together, Angie and Jones share some incredibly tender moments that make their hearts flutter. However, love can be a double-edged sword that brings pain and heartbreak along with its sweetness.

Classic high school romance ensues as they navigate through feelings of love, hate, jealousy and anger - all emotions that are common during this phase of life.

Join Angie on her journey through senior year as she experiences all these emotions firsthand!

I took a shortcut through the alley and watched Dante Marchetti put a bullet in a man like it was nothing.
He saw my face.
That was the end of my normal life.
Within an hour I was in the back of his car being driven to an estate I had never seen before with gates that locked from the outside and a wardrobe full of clothes in my exact size waiting like someone had known I was coming before I did. He told me I wasn't a prisoner but a guest. He said people who wanted to find me were considerably worse than him and that his walls were the only thing standing between me and a conversation I wouldn't survive.
Maybe he was right.
The problem is the longer I stayed the harder it became to remember which one was true. Because the man who caught me in that alley wasn't the only version of him. There was another one that nobody else seemed to get to see. The one who stood alone in his dead mother's library looking tired in a way that had nothing to do with sleep. The one who had my cat brought to the estate because he heard me crying through closed door and didn't know what else to do about it. The one who almost smiled when I threw a glass at his head.
That version of him was the one I couldn't stop thinking about.
I came here as a witness.
I stayed as something else entirely.
Somewhere between the locked doors, the candlelit dinners and the secrets we started sharing in the dark I stopped wanting to leave.
The question was whether a woman like me could survive loving a man like him.
I was about to find out.

I never imagined my father's vineyard would be the one thing standing between me and losing everything. The debts are crushing, and I'm desperate. That's when Cole Montgomery walks in—a billionaire with the power to either save or destroy me. He offers me a deal I can't refuse: pretend to be his fiancée, and he'll clear the debts.
I’m furious, but I have no choice. I can’t let go of the only thing left of my family. But as the days pass, our fake engagement begins to feel real, and so does the attraction I’ve been fighting. The man who is supposed to be my enemy becomes someone I don’t fully understand... and maybe even someone I could care for.
But when I discover the shocking truth behind my father's downfall, everything changes. Cole’s company had a hand in ruining us. He’s the reason we’re here. Betrayed, heartbroken, and trapped, I’m faced with a decision: Can I trust him to make things right—or has everything between us been a lie from the start?
Just when I think I know the truth, Cole offers me an impossible choice. Will I walk away, or risk everything to fight for a love built on lies?

Taziem is a magnificent dragon: sexy, powerful, intelligent.  Like other dragons, she hoards diamonds, but unlike other dragons, she covets knowledge as well. So when the local villagers offer her one of their younglings as a sacrifice, she decides to take it home with her and study it so she might learn all there is to know about humans. If the youngling satisfies her curiosity, she’ll set it free eventually. If it disappoints, she’ll feed it to her soon-to-be-born dragonets. As it so happens, the youngling is fearless, clever, and dragon-smart.  She quickly exceeds Taziem’s wildest expectations and winds up bonding with the newborns. Lathwi, The Soft One, they call her, and accept her as a tanglemate.  As they live and grow and play together, Lathwi forgets that she was ever human. After a time though, Taqziem must banish Lathwi from her territory for her own safety.   Forced into the human world again, Lathwi begins a journey of re-discovery, stumbling onto a plot to revive dragonkind’s ancient nemesis. She withstands sorcerous attacks and an onslaught of demons, but without her mother’s help, she knows she cannot defeat the evil that threatens to consume the world.  The question is, can she return to Taziem’s mountain in time to prevent an apocalypse?

I never wanted to be his.
Damian Wolfe is cold, ruthless, and dangerous in ways I should fear. But when my father sold me to him to settle his debts, I had no choice but to walk into his world. I expected cruelty. I expected indifference.
I didn’t expect the way he fucks me—like he owns me, like he’s claiming every breath, every moan, every desperate gasp.
His touch is fire, his kiss is a brand, and when he whispers my name in the dark, I forget I ever wanted to fight him. I should hate him. I should run. But when he’s inside me, when his hands are gripping my hips, when his lips are murmuring wicked things against my skin, I fucking crave him.
I swore I wouldn’t fall. But every night, he makes me his. Whenever he touches me, he reminds me that I belong to him.
And just when I think I understand the man behind the monster… I learn the truth.
Damian Wolfe didn’t just take me.
He’s always wanted me.
And now that I’m his… he’s never letting me go.

This werewolf romance story captures the classic elements of the paranormal romance genre while exploring themes of identity, belonging, and trust. The narrative follows Megan, a young woman who believes she's "broken" because she can't access her wolf, and Damien, an Alpha who discovers she's his true mate rather than belonging to the deceptive Samuel.
The story's strength lies in its character development, particularly Megan's journey from isolation to tentative trust. Her months of running and survival have created realistic defensive mechanisms that don't magically disappear when her mate appears. Damien's immediate protectiveness is balanced by his respect for her autonomy, which creates a healthier dynamic than many alpha-centric romances.
The pacing effectively builds tension through the rescue sequence and escape, while the mate bond revelation unfolds naturally rather than through instant acceptance. The mystery elements—Megan's missing wolf, her unknown powers, and Samuel's true motives—provide compelling hooks for future development.
Some areas could use refinement: the dialogue occasionally feels exposition-heavy, and certain plot points (like Angel's dream appearance) need stronger integration into the main narrative. The story would benefit from showing more of Megan's survival skills rather than just telling us about them.
Overall, it's an engaging start to what could develop into a compelling series, with solid world-building and characters who feel authentic within the paranormal romance framework.

Is this too wrong?
It probably is! But right now, I really don't care.
I let my legs fall open. The big bad black wolf's face finds its place nestled between my legs. Taking a deep breath, he inhales my scent—my arousal—and emits a low, guttural groan. His sharp fangs lightly touch my skin, eliciting a cry from me as sparks surge through my pussy.
Can anyone really fault me for losing control at this moment? For desiring this?
I hold my breath.
The only thing separating the two of us is the sheer fabric of my panties.
He licks me, and I can't hold back a moan.
I brace myself, thinking he might finally pull back—but instead, his tongue licks me again and again, each time faster. Eager.
Then, he suddenly rips my panties at an absurd speed and precision, without causing any harm to my skin. I just hear the noise of the fabric tearing, and when I glance at him, he is already back to licking me.
I shouldn't be feeling this way about a wolf. What is my damn problem?
Abruptly, I feel his licks get gentler, and when I look again at the big black wolf, I realize it's not a wolf anymore. It's Alpha Kaiden!
He's shifted and is now licking my pussy.

🐺 🐺 🐺

Alpha Kaiden, a feared werewolf infamous for his ruthless acts and pleasure in killing every full moon, finds out that his fated mate is none other than a seemingly ordinary human woman, who happens to be his Gamma's chosen mate.
He wants to reject their bond, but fate has other plans. Turns out, the tournament to become the next Alpha King dictates that only Alphas with a mate can enter. That's what leads Kaiden to propose an audacious pretense agreement.
Though initially hesitant, Katherine's heart softens when he makes a precious promise: to protect her small pack from any threat that may arise.
Little does he know that Katherine discovers a hidden strength within herself that is far greater than he could ever imagine.
As the tournament's challenges progress, Alpha Kaiden finds himself irresistibly drawn to the desire to have her presence not only in the competition but also in his bed.

His hand tightens around my wrists above my head. “This pretty dripping pussy of yours. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen is fucking begging me. But maybe you’re soaked and needy because of his fangs.” He slaps my pussy. Hard.

I cry. “Ahhhh! No!” I let out a whimper, then a moan.

Earlier, of fucking course yes, but now, it’s just for him. But if I come to think about Griffin’s fangs—

Aemon opens my pussy lips with his long fingers at an obscene angle. I curl my toes. Oh, Goddess, oh Goddess!

I’m so wet! “Griffin—I mean—Your brother means nothing to me.” I whimper.

But as soon as I say his brother’s name I know it is the wrong thing to say.

🥀 🥀 🥀

To vampires, blood is everything.

When it stops flowing, so do you.

Blake is human. Offered like cattle by the very pack that raised her.

But the moment her blood touches Griffin’s tongue, the Vampire Leader knows—she is his fated mate.

There is only one problem: his brother wants her too. And he’s not willing to let go.

A groan vibrates low in my throat as our tongues meet, but I abruptly cease kissing her, and I immediately flip her over onto her hands and knees before I thrust deep inside her again, wasting absolutely no time.

Her gasp of surprise is fast followed by her moans as I hold her hips, driving her back and forth on my dick.

I run my hand down her spine, “Lean down. Put your chest on the bed.” She whimpers as she does what she was told as though she’s driving higher and higher toward that peak with my thrusts. I move one hand to the back of her neck. “Fuck! You’re so wet. So tight. You like this, don’t you? You like my cock.”

She moans at my words, and when I use my free hand to smack her ass several times, she yelps aloud. Still, she pushes back against me, making my cock impale her almost to the brim.

🐺 🐺 🐺

I have just one job.
Break the foul curse that stops me from finding my fated mate.
Find the evil witch. Kill her.
Don’t get involved with anyone in between.

Problem number one?
I had just had a one-night stand with Alicent. And instantly, my cold heart strangely craved to soak in her warmth.
But that’s okay. I will never meet Alicent again.

Problem number two?
I met her again.
She was utterly desperate with her little son, seeking a place to shelter out of nowhere in my packhouse—totally oblivious that I was actually a werewolf.
I knew her son. I helped him when he was accidentally turned into a werewolf, which she’s also unaware of.

Problem number three?
I accidentally called Alicent ‘Mine’!

"I, Amelie Ashwood, Reject you, Tate Cozad, as my mate. I REJECT YOU!" I screamed. I took the silver blade dipped in my blood to my mate mark.
Amelie only ever wanted to live a simple life out of the spotlight of her Alpha bloodline. She felt she had that when she found her first mate. After years together, her mate was not the man he claimed to be. Amelie is forced to perform the Rejection Ritual to set herself feel. Her freedom comes at a price, one of which is an ugly black scar.

"Nothing! There's nothing! Bring her back!" I scream with every part of my being. I knew before he said anything. I felt her in my heart say goodbye and let go. At that moment, an unimaginable pain radiated to my core.
Alpha Gideon Alios loses his mate, on which should be the happiest day of his life, the birth of his twins. Gideon doesn't have time to grieve, left mateless, alone, and a newly single father of two infant daughters. Gideon never lets his sadness show as it would be showing weakness, and he is the Alpha of the Durit Guard, the army and investigative arm of the Council; he doesn't have time for weakness.

Amelie Ashwood and Gideon Alios are two broken werewolves that fate has twisted together. This is their second chance at love, or is it their first? As these two fated mates come together, sinister plots come to life all around them. How will they come unite to keep what they deem the most precious safe?

Alpha Syd is a side-story of Scars.
“I was reborn the heartless demon wolf, Syd Vicious. I became a nightmare, an urban legend, folklore, a monster.” The only daughter of the fallen White Ridge Pack’s Beta, Sydney Eld, was forever changed on the “Night of Raids.” Losing the last of her family and fighting against her own pack. Her natural wiry flame-red hair and amber eyes leave others shaken with fear. It’s no wonder the goddess has chosen Sydney to take over as Alpha as she has proven again and again to fight for what is right and will not let anyone stand in her way.
She is not without opposition, as pack elders are not thrilled with the prospect of a female Alpha. She also has to fight off a group of rogues led by a Rogue Alpha hell-bent on seeing the White Ridge Pack burnt to the ground.
Sydney’s only light and hope are her Lumiere (a term for male Luna), Silas Youngblood. He is the third son of the Amaris Pack's Beta and her destined mates. Can Silas pull Syd out of her dark path? Can she learn to trust again? Can this fated mated pair rise above to bring prosperity back to their pack?

NOVEL ONLY FOR 18+ AGEIf you are not into Adult and Mature Werewolf/Hot Erotica then please don't open this book.
They began by deceiving each other.
The girl was an Alpha with superb healing powers, yet she had to become the most humble slave.
He is the Alpha heir of the most powerful wolf pack, yet he is willing to be an ordinary assistant by her side.
He opened his arms and wanted to welcome the one he loved so much. However, the girl plunges her dagger into the heart of her enemy, and she has to get back what belongs to her.

“Daphne…”

My heart skipped a beat as he mentioned my name. But I didn't say anything or turn around. I bit my lower lip, waiting for him to complete his statement… or sweet confession?

“I want you to know that—”

“Lennon, we were looking for you all over the place!”

I turned around to face the familiar female voice that had the nerve to interrupt my private time with Lennon. “Alaine?”

"Hello, Daphne." She smiled at me without appearing surprised but with an expression of disapproval. "Have you heard the whole truth from him yet?"

"What truth?" I asked with a frown.

Alaine looked over at Lennon, who had moved to stand beside her. He even put his arm around her waist.

"Wait a minute, what in the world is going on?" I clenched my teeth, seeing them together.

"Alaine is my mate," Lennon declared, and kissed Alaine on the lips.

As a werewolf, you constantly fantasize about meeting your mate. Until you've experienced it firsthand, you can never really understand it. Everything around me seemed colorful in my eyes as I looked forward to becoming Lennon’s mate sooner. But unfortunately, my whole world fell apart when Lennon had found his mate that night the pack’s Luna celebrated her birthday. It was the same night when I’ve lost everything just in a snap.

*** Daphne Forster, a young she-wolf, swears she will never again be involved with an Alpha after a traumatic event from her previous pack. That's why she tries to escape when she finds out that the one who saves her from danger—not to mention, gives her shelter—is actually an Alpha. But the mystic and vengeful Alpha Calle will not let her go considering the complicated plans he has for her.

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.

His wolf was already going wild in anticipation of getting laid.

"You called for me sir. Urgently."
She knew nothing about the rules of shape shifters or bossy CEOs.
She said quietly, watching the vein in his neck tick when she spoke.
Oh my God! Was he pissed? Was he supposed to wait for him to speak before she did?

"Where are we going?" she asked as they exited her office.
"My house," he replied simply, noting the impersonal way he had said the word.

He was not taking her to a fancy restaurant but home with him on their date.
Shana had an idea of what was going to happen.
In all her life, she had never imagined she would lose her virginity for the sake of her duty because that was what was going to happen tonight.

"I should warn you," he said stopping suddenly.


Shana Johnson had always lived a life away from prying eyes as a plain waitress but she was way more than that. She is a Crier, communicating with the Dead and fulfilling their last wishes, even when such wishes involve ruining and killing Alpha wolf, Asher Anderson, something his dead stepfather, Adam desperately wants.
But it turned out not to be as simple as it seem when her dormant heart started beating the moment she set her eyes on the powerful shifter and she was caught between duty and love.
Asher Anderson is ruthless but with a heart clamoring for love his Crier of a mother had denied him. He hates her kind and he would never even be caught talking to one let alone bonding with one. But what happens when he finds out the woman his wolf had claimed was no more than what he detested with his whole existence; a Crier?
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