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"I'm a stripper, so what?"
"You dare speak to me like that?" Ryan growled. "You ungrateful, good-for-nothing, wretched stripper."
"You have no right to judge me. You're only privileged by luck."
"Don't get too comfortable. You never know what's coming for you. Watch your back." Did I just stand up to the most ruthless and feared billionaire in town? Unfortunately, he's my husband. And I might be in deeper trouble than I thought.
Ryan, a spoiled and ruthless 30-year-old billionaire, can't access his father's empire unless he's married. Desperate, he contracts Iris -a bold 26-year-old stripper-to pose as his wife. Iris, with nothing to lose and everything to gain, agrees. But as her life finally seems to come together, shadows from the past threaten to tear it apart.
Ryan's hidden identity and a dark family secret push their lives into turmoil, with his manipulative mother determined to keep the truth buried. Will Iris be the key to unlocking Ryan's empire, or will their fake marriage lead to something far more real-like love?
And as tensions rise, will the empire fall into unexpected hands?

Overpowered by the strong hands who grabbed her by the hair and pulled her along, dragging her into a dark room that recks of urine and cigarettes. Hurled her inside. His hands still gripping her hair and not doubt if he let go, some strands of hair would fall of.
Undeniably, the pains were suffocating. When she stares at his dark eyes, the only thing she saw was darkness.
“Let go, let go of me you bastard!” She spit out. That only made his mighty five fingers appear on her face. Which sent her head spinning on her neck.
He made her kiss the earth. And slowly breathed in her face.
“Your life ends here....” his voice was deep baritone and cruel and that was when she felt the shivers down her spine.

How did the nerdy Elina find her way into the merciless billionaire’s court?

A broken beast with a dark secret and the beautiful bass player who can heal him... Tall. Gorgeous. Silent. Will Young hates the spotlight despite being in the middle of it.To his legions of music fans, Will's got it all but, below the surface, he battles his past alone. Until he meets her. Morgan Frasier sees the brokenness in Will’s eyes and she’s stubborn enough to draw the secret from him. While she keeps the melody flowing as the new bass player in Dust and Ashes, she helps Will put the pieces of his soul back together again.    Can the beautiful bass guitarist thaw the ice around his stone-cold heart? Or will the truth behind his darkness scare her away?  Please Note This book contains themes that may be triggering to some.

In her previous life, Emily Charles has endured the betrayal of her husband, the manipulative works of his evil adoptive sister and the harsh treatment of her in-laws. Everything warrants her family bankruptcy and her ultimately death.

Now re-given a second chance in life, Emily sworn to deal with those who wronged her and planned to see her enemies begging for mercy on their knees, but just as she continued with her plans, unknown to her, she captured the heart of unattainable man from her past who suddenly set his sight on her.

“You're such a wild fire, and I wondered why you ignored me before” he said in a low alluring voice that stirred up something strange in her.

“But this time, I must capture your heart whether you like it or not”

At the celebration party, everyone was egging them on.
To kiss ass with the so-called "investor's daughter," James, started playing some flirty card game with Vivian right in front of me, feeding her chips and making out.
I stood in the corner holding his jacket like some pathetic coat-check girl.
When I confronted him, James looked pissed. "Sophie, it's just an act! Vivian's got the company by the balls—don't be so damn difficult!"
I laughed.
He had no idea that the "Vivian" he was desperately sucking up to was nothing but a fraud riding someone else's coattails.
And the real person holding his fate, the one who'd greenlit his precious S-tier project? That was me—the wife he called "completely useless."
The day after our divorce, I pulled the plug on all of James's funding.
He went ballistic trying to meet with the mysterious investor. When the doors opened, I was sitting at the head of the table. Right in front of him, I fed that S-tier project proposal into the shredder:
"James, this deal? I'm out."

I'm a folklorist. Folk traditions are my field.
At first, I thought it was just an ordinary rhyme, a scrap of oral history set to a tune.
"A rag doll in the mire, swinging high up to the sky..."
We all thought it was just a prank.
Until the first person drowned in the bog. Then the second fell from a tower crane. Then the third somehow drowned in a bathtub.
I stared at the black symbol surfacing on the back of my hand.
And then I saw the dean—the one who was supposed to be dead—standing outside my dorm window in a long black dress, smiling at me with impossible tenderness...

In my past life, I exposed my cousin Isolde's deadly secret just to save Darius from absolute ruin, binding myself to him in a Soul Pact instead.

My reward?

At three months pregnant, Darius chained me to a water dungeon altar, carved my stomach open alive, and smashed our unborn child to pieces right in front of my eyes—all as a twisted sacrifice to my cousin who supposedly "died for love."

When I opened my eyes again, I was right back at the Pact Selection Ceremony.

Watching him pull her into his arms like some priceless treasure, I simply smiled and took a tactful step back.

In this life, I am going to sit back and watch the two of them burn in hell together.

When Chrissy agrees to go camping with her new, hot boyfriend, she never imagined she'd be roughing it under the stars, or that she'd get lost.
When Luther, the werewolf, went for a run in a summer storm, he never expected to get pinned under a tree and rescued by a curvy, slightly crazy version of a brunette Barbie.

Now Chrissy thinks Luther is her new 'puppy',
Luther's new name is Fluffy,
And back in the city, the pack is about to have the laugh of their lives.

But try as he might, Luther can't seem to bring himself to leave her, and Chrissy could never known that there was an underground battle in Seattle for who would get to claim the city as their pack's territory.

Engaged, abducted, and falling for a man accused of murder.

From the outside, Adaline Connor has it all. She’s on the fast track to medical school and newly engaged to the perfect guy, at least when he's sober. Beaten down by his abuse, Addy turns to cutting, her success hanging on a razor's edge.

When she impulsively offers a handsome hitchhiker a ride to the next town, everything she thinks she knows comes into question.

He seems kind, charming and sexy as hell until he pulls a weapon, forcing her to drive him across the country.

Jay Dexter has no intention of hurting anyone. Falsely accused of his sister's murder, he's on the run and in a race to find the true culprit.

As law enforcement closes in, Addy and Jay forge a deep connection, and Addy must choose between a past she's not even sure she wants anymore or a future that may not outlast the hour.

Every she-wolf in the Blackwood Pack envied me.
Olivia Klein, the lowest-ranked Omega who married the most powerful Alpha, Dominic Blackwood.
Yet none knew the truth of my torment.
The Phoenix mark on my neck made me Dominic Blackwood’s Luna—but it never made me his choice.
For five years, I endured his hatred, the pack’s scorn, and the crushing weight of a prophecy no one believed.
And when the car crash nearly stole our unborn child from me, my desperate calls went unanswered.
Instead, Dominic moved his ex into our bedroom.
That’s when I understood: prophecies lie. Marks fade. And some battles?
Aren’t worth fighting.
For the sake of my child, I was resolved to leave.
But tell me, why did that callous, heartless Alpha suddenly have regrets?

He proposed to me the day he woke up from coma.

I was so happy, and thought I would finally have my happily ever after.

I was wrong.

Three years later, I was slapped with divorce papers, and lost my baby.

My husand had chose my sister, and abandoned me.

And that was his worst mistake.

At the Waldorf Astoria in Manhattan, my ex-husband threw champagne all over me, and my wife publicly called me a "gold digger."

I held the tray, silent, like a clown being punished.

Three years ago, I lived in anonymity with her in a basement, cooking and doing laundry for her, all because of the pure stubbornness in her eyes.

In return, she embraced her father's killer and trampled me into the mud.

The divorce agreement was signed quickly, and she got into a Porsche with her enemy.

I laughed.
The next day, a Maybach pulled up in front of the law firm, escorted by eight bodyguards. The sole heir to the oldest conglomerate on the East Coast had returned.

While she was watching the cheap TV in the supermarket, seeing me marry a European princess, she was kneeling in front of a cold shelf, being verbally abused by a homeless man over a moldy potato.

Two hours before the apocalypse, my fiancée stole my gray wolf and giant bear and gave them to a rich second-generation, leaving me only a dying ornamental fish.
"Go and wait to die in the apocalypse with your worthless fish!" she laughed triumphantly, thinking she had seized an invincible trump card.
I almost burst out laughing on the spot.
In their past lives, they died too young and had no idea that without absolute power, mutated beasts would only tear their masters apart first! They also didn't know that the golden dragonfish she had discarded as trash was the true ruler of the late apocalypse!
As the crimson rain of radiation fell, I coldly fed the "Sea God" that had begun to emit an eerie glow. Since you're all eager to pave the way with your lives, then I'll gladly accept the ultimate evolutionary law of the apocalypse!

All her life, Luceila had only known control and hatred. 

As if living under the iron hands of her mother was not enough, she ends up with three stepbrothers who already hated her before they knew her name. So all she does is stay hidden until she's needed.

Not until the boys begin to sense something stronger than hatred. Her scent. It drives mad with lust that each of them wants to claim despite hating her. Now every touch, every heat takes them one step closer to tearing her apart.

And Luceila, she's fighting hard to stay sane while still wanting the very men she shouldn't want, her stepbrothers. So when a curse threatens to destroy Luceila, each man suppresses their need for her own, just to save her life.

Will Luceila be able to fight off her need to let them claim her or will she give in to the thirst that could save her in the end?

My son Leo died in the snow. Three rogue wolves tore him apart that winter night.

My Alpha mate Carl didn't hunt them down. Instead, he brought home Elena—his childhood sweetheart—and her five-year-old bastard.

"Leo died because you failed as Luna," he said, pushing the boy toward me. "You'll raise him as our heir."

I looked into those cold eyes, and something inside me died.

At the cliff, I severed our bond in front of the entire pack. Then I jumped.

That unbreakable Alpha? He shattered completely.

Because of her husband, Megan Ashton went to prison.
Inside Prison she learnt everything they could ever be, and she became known as the Female Sovereign.
Master of Medicine.
Master of martial artist, and the most wealthy woman in the country.
When she became of prison, she thought everything was going to live happily ever after, but her husband slammed her with a divorce paper, forgetting all the good deeds Megan had done for him.
Megan just smiled in her mind.
“I will pay you back”

Eight years ago, I left him bleeding in a hospital bed and disappeared without a trace.
It was the hardest thing I had ever done.
It was also the only way to protect the secret growing inside me.
For eight years, I built a quiet life for myself and my daughter, far away from the Trevanti name and the dangerous family that nearly destroyed us. I had one rule.
Never let them find me.
Then I made a mistake.
One bad decision landed me in debt to the wrong people, and before I knew it, I was being sold to the highest bidder.
I expected a stranger.
Instead, Fabian Trevanti walked through the door.
The boy I abandoned.
The man I never forgot.
The only man I’ve ever loved.
Eight years should have been enough to forget him.
It wasn’t.
Not his smile.
Not the way he looked at me.
Not the way my heart still betrayed me whenever I heard his name.
The worst part wasn’t that Fabian found me.
The worst part was realizing I still wanted him.
Because Fabian isn’t the sweet boy I left behind anymore.
He’s powerful.
Dangerous.
Possessive.
And after spending eight years searching for me, he’s no longer willing to accept my excuses or my distance.
He’s never letting us go again.
But Fabian finding me is only the beginning.
A ghost from our past has returned.
A man we thought was dead.
A monster who stole years of our lives and left scars neither of us ever truly escaped.
And this time, he wants more than revenge.
Caught between old secrets, deadly enemies, and a love neither of us managed to bury, Fabian and I are forced back into each other’s lives just as the past comes crashing through the door.
The problem?
The more danger closes in around us, the harder it becomes to remember why I ran in the first place.
And when the truth finally comes out, I might lose far more than my secret.
I might lose my heart all over again.

"We should be doing this," I mumbled, yet I bent my neck for him, giving him better access to it.
"Yes we shouldn't," he answered, but his hands were sliding under my skirt and pulling my panties down.
"If we get caught," I muttered, moaning as his fingers found my slick entrance and he rubbed. My knees shook but he held me against himself with his other hand.
"If we get caught," he repeated. It was as if this had become some sort of game between him and I. Repeating each other's words like this.
"I could be expelled and your job would be taken from you," I completed.
"Yes, that could happen," he answered with a nod of his head. He moved away from me and stared into my eyes. "But it won't happen. We won't get caught. I won't tell, if won't tell."
"I'd be crazy to tell someone," I answered, my eyes searching his.


Vampire x Human. Professor x Student. Steamy x Forbidden love
When your one night stand turns out to be your professor, there's only one thing to do- continue to sleep with him. And that was exactly what Sophia is going to do.
She's faced with a forbidden attraction that's hard to resist until she finds out his dark secret; he's a vampire.
Will her passion overcome the secrets he had been hiding from her or will the shadows tear them apart?

When Cory's father suddenly dies, his entire perfect world is torn apart.
Gone is the loving mother, doting sister, lovely house, and the huge allowance. Instead, Cory needs to deal with the bank auctioning off the home he gave his first steps in, an illness that befalls his little sister, and the depression that's eating his mother alive.
Just as it can't get any worse, Patrick with the golden-brown eyes, the infectious laugh, and the rich life eventually showed interest in Cory. The thing that Cory believed would have made his once almost-perfect world completely perfect now becomes his biggest fear as he tries to keep his new life a secret.
With juggling his depression, suicidal thoughts, and self-harm; Cory just doesn't know if the boy with the infectious laugh has a place in his life anymore.

"Out in the Wind"is not just the story of a teen who is forced to grow up sooner than any kid should. It is also a real story that happens to lots of people around the world on a daily. This is a story full of tears, sadness, hope, loss, faith, and love.

My brother Miles blames me for our parents' deaths.
So he chose to adopt the deaf Vivian instead of keeping me.
Later, I met Sullivan.
He gave me a grand confession. He chose me, resolutely.
He also said I hired someone to assault Vivian—that I didn't deserve sympathy.
Five years after being cast out of my family, a dismembered female body was found inside a carnival mascot costume.
Miles, now a police officer, led the investigation. Sullivan, now a forensic pathologist, performed the autopsy.
They saw the bloodstained hearing aid and immediately called Vivian.
"I'm fine. I just saw the news—some big case. Should we tell Sis to be careful too? What if something happens to her?"
They refused, almost in unison.
"The moment she killed our parents, she stopped being my sister."
"She was jealous of you. She did too many terrible things. If she's dead, she had it coming."
My soul hovered in the air, watching them. I laughed until I cried.
But when they found out the victim was me—
Why did they both go mad?

So after this weird plague, basically all the alphas disappeared. Only a few packs had alpha bloodlines left, so they formed an alliance. Whoever could produce an alpha pup in the younger generation becomes the next pack leader.

I'm Natalia from Moon Stone pack. My dad's the alpha, I've got alpha blood, but I can't shift. So everyone treats me like garbage. My mom died young, dad remarried this beta luna who had Stella, my half-sister who's just a beta but gets treated better than me.

In my past life, at the mating ceremony, Damon picked me. I thought I'd won. Turns out the bastard was actually an omega using black magic to fake being beta. When we mated, we had an omega pup instead of an alpha heir.

What does this piece of shit do? Blames ME. Says I faked my alpha bloodline. Then he kills me and my baby and dumps our bodies with the rogues.

But I'm back. It's the mating ceremony again, except this time Damon's going after Stella instead of me. Which makes me think, did that asshole get reborn too?

Santa Close is a tender holiday romance about love found in unexpected places and the quiet power of simply showing up. A financially struggling man takes a seasonal Santa Claus job to survive Christmas, he never expects to become part of a single mother’s carefully protected world, or to matter so deeply to her five-year-old son. Through small promises kept, shared moments, and the honest perspective of a child, a temporary role becomes something far more permanent. This story blends cozy Christmas charm with emotional realism, delivering a satisfying romantic journey that ends not in fantasy, but in commitment.

After a contract marriage with genius billionaire Adam Freeman, Zina longs for the days when he would still chase her. But those days were long gone as he was now married to his lab. In a shocking twist of fate, Adam Freeman dies in an accident just when things seemed to be turning around, and a few months later Zina fights the loud attraction growing in her heart for the newest billionaire in the city, Gabriel.

Is it his slick tongue, his masculine, calm, curious eyes, or strict discipline?
Or is it the glimpse of the one that got away?

The man cast the woman out and the woman cast their baby out.They grabbed her by the hair and dragged her into a dark room that reeks of urine and cigarettes.

Undeniably, the pains were suffocating. When she stared at his dark eyes, the only thing she saw was darkness.

“Let go, let go of me, you bastard!” She shouted out. That only made his mighty five fingers appear on her face. Which sent her head spinning on her neck.

He made her kiss the earth. And slowly breathed in her face.

“Your life ends here....” his voice was deep baritone and cruel and that was when she felt the shivers down her spine.

How did the nerdy Elina find her way into the merciless billionaire’s court?

"And now, he's certain your life is over because he kicked you out. They're probably already placing bets on how long it will take for you to bow and beg at their feet to take you back. But..." He said coldly.

"But..." I breathed.

"Imagine suddenly returning with a husband so wealthy he makes them look like paupers. Not only is he filthy rich, but he's hopelessly in love with you, spoiling you rotten. Imagine their shock, their anger, and your satisfaction that you have exceeded their expectations. Won't that be fulfilling?"

"And... who would that husband be?" I whispered.

"Me." He grinned as he caressed my cheek. "Let's get married, my dear Iris."

••~•

After being humiliated and disowned on her wedding day, Iris is suddenly approached by Gordon Graff, the enigmatic and highly controversial billionaire and also her ex's uncle, who asks for her hand in marriage.

His goal: make her family and ex pay for everything they've done to her.

But what happens when the line between pretence and true love begins to blur, and dangerous secrets begin to unfold?

Will the man who has promised to protect her be her doom? And will she be a casualty in his dangerous game of revenge?

She was young and innocent.
He was married and happy.

When Catherine was on her way to take her late grandmother’s place in the Morrows’ Mansion, she had no intention of running into Dr. Rafael Morrow. She hadn't intended to pass out in the middle of nowhere, only to be found by him and have her emotions stirred up. She had no intention of conspiring with his wife and taking her place for one night - a night that would change her life forever.

She was only meant to bear his child, not fall in love with him.
He was never meant to find out.

When Catherine stumbled into his life, Dr Rafael Morrow wasn't ready to open the door to a forbidden affair, but life sometimes happens at the wrong time for all the right reasons.

I thought telling Alpha Kane I was pregnant would be the hardest part of my day.

That was before I found my step-sister naked on his mahogany desk.
I remained committed to my role of Luna for three years while I suffered through his distant behavior because I viewed our mate bond as a holy connection. The moment he wiped her lipstick from his mouth, the bond that connected us to each other shattered in my heart because he had treated me as someone who lacked excitement.

He wanted me to weep while I accepted my lower-status position. I used my mother’s billion-dollar tech patents to lock him out, then I denied him on the pack intercom, before I entered the advanced security facilities of his most dangerous competitor.

Alpha Kaelen, the Lycan King, doesn't function as an uncontrollable animal. He possesses dangerous charisma which combines with his exceptional intelligence. I didn't request his protection; I established the terms for it. I presented him with the blueprints which would lead to our shared enemy's financial ruin. We are currently dismantling Kane's business empire together. Our formal agreement starts to dissolve into an irresistible attraction which develops during our nighttime strategy meetings and our executive boardroom business takeovers.

Kaelen discovers my hidden pregnancy secret, but he does not exile me from his presence. He displays a wicked grin while making his intention to take ownership of his opponent's offspring permanent. Kane will initiate a violent conflict to reclaim me as his possessions disappear and his remorse transforms into a primal fixation.

Will my charming, deadly protector permit me to handle my own conflicts or will we destroy everything my ex left behind?

“Beautiful” whispers Ares with a smile.

“Absolutely stunning” replies Eros as both take a hand and place a sweet yet gentle kiss upon it.

“Thank you” I blush. “You're both handsome as well”.

“But you, our beautiful mate, outshine everyone” whispers Ares as he moves to pull me into his embrace, sealing our lips with a kiss.

Athena Moonblood is a girl without a pack or a family. After accepting her rejection from her mate, Athena struggles until her Second Chance Mate shows up.

Ares and Eros Moonheart are twin Alpha’s of the Mystic Shadow Pack who are searching for their Mate. Forced to attend the annual mating ball, the Moon Goddess decides to intertwin their fates, bringing them together.

My name is Ethan, and it wasn't until the apocalypse arrived that I realized just how cruel fate could be.

Ability awakening became the new normal. Most survivors gained some kind of supernatural power, ranging from F-rank to the legendary S-rank.

F-rank abilities were barely better than being ordinary, while S-rank ability users possessed the power to face a hundred enemies alone.

My childhood friend Davis awakened a B-rank ability [Thermal Perception], allowing him to sense the heat distribution of all living beings within a hundred-meter radius.

And me? I got the F-rank ability that everyone mocked—[Refresh].

"Hahaha! Refresh? What can that do? Refresh your life?" People at the camp always laughed at me like that.

But I didn't care. I only wanted to protect my sister Leia.

Leia is eighteen this year, one of the few ordinary people in this camp who haven't awakened an ability.

I swore to protect her, no matter the cost.

That evening at dusk, Davis came to find me, but he had already betrayed me and become a lackey of the Gray Mark Gang.

I accidentally entered an S-rank horror dungeon, but thought it was some immersive dating show.

Facing the bloodthirsty Ghost King BOSS:

Others: Begging for mercy.

Me (blushing): Those pecs, that battle-damaged look—where did they find such a gorgeous contestant? I'm obsessed!

When he tried to strangle me, I touched his hand. "You're so cold, let me warm you up~"

Ghost King: ???

Facing the psycho doctor with a chainsaw:

Others: Screaming and running.

Me (swooning): Doctor, those beautiful fingers are meant for piano, not chainsaws. Be sweet and put that down!

Doctor: ...

Facing the flesh-eating demon:

Me: Raw meat isn't healthy! Here, have some chocolate instead!

Seven days later, the dungeon collapsed.

Me, waving goodbye through tears. "Even though it was acting, you became my family!"

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.

My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive.

I survived the hunt, saddled with a husband and still I have to waddle my way through so many things to remain alive at the end of the day.

The one person I can count on other than myself is my new husband who saved my life from the get go.

And my gift of prophecy.

Maybe, just maybe it is also enough to save the Dar Empire too.

My name is Themis and this is my story.

My husband, Alpha Casey and I were chosen mates, we were very much in love. Until Lori, his fated mate came into the picture...They made out in front of me, and he even wanted me to give up my position as the Luna. He said nothing would change between us, now everything changed.He left me behind when he was on the run, he took Lori with him instead. Just when I decided to give up on him and start my new life with another Alpha, he said he want me back."Please, do not resent me for making this horrible mistake. I would do anything to make it up to you once you got back. Don’t give up on me, don’t give up on us."My husband of 5 years, or the strongest Alpha of the whole continent?

They were my ruin. He was my destruction. They were fire. He was poison, one that spread through every inch of my insides unleashing its venom. Larissa, after losing her parents to an attack and being subjected to vicious treatment from the pack due to her father’s sins has learned to keep her head down decidedly remaining as unseen as possible. Logan is the Alpha in line and the only one Larissa allows into her life to slowly unravel her as they form a relationship that transcends from simple friendship into a sizzling passionate romance. But in one night friendship is broken, trust is shattered, and intense loathe tangled in bitter repugnance is awoken, and now Larissa’s heart is darkened with a thirst for vengeance for a man who once upon a time was the only love she knew.

Ethan Calloway and I had been together for eight years. Married for three—or so everyone thought.
We had the ceremony. The hospital chapel, the white dress, his boss giving a toast. But we never made it to City Hall to sign the papers. He promised we would. Eighteen times.
Every time, something came up. Or rather, someone came up—his young protégée, Chloe. She needed him at the hospital. She needed him at the conference. She needed him at dinner.
I drank on his behalf at every work function. I wrote the surgical plans he presented as his own. I waited in an empty apartment while he drove her home.
The nineteenth time he tried to reschedule, I didn't argue. I didn't cry. I just booked a one-way ticket to the one city he'd never follow me to.
He made eighteen promises. I only needed to break one.

I’m Aurora. I died at the hands of my family.
“You were born a walking curse to this Pack. Taking Nora’s place and marrying Liam is what you owe us!” My mother, Patricia, bound my arms and legs with a rope dusted in silver powder. My sister Nora raised a silver-laced dagger and drove it straight into my heart. “Your name, your mate, everything belonged to you is mine!” Then she used a face-shaping spell to transform into my appearance, took over Black Moon manor, and waited for my Alpha mate, Liam, to come home.
I became a ghost and was pinned to her side by a soul-sealing array, forced to watch her clumsy imitation. “Liam, I made your favorite wild-berry oatmeal.” But a wolf’s nose never lies. Liam frowned and stepped away. “That artificial perfume on you… that isn’t her.” I watched him spend sleepless nights after his Wolf-Soul Stone shattered. I watched him uncover the truth that my old injury on my left foot was gone, and “I” was no longer allergic to silver-scale fish. Only then did I understand: the Alpha who looked cold had already carved me into his heart.
Not until he dug up what was left of my body, two undeveloped twin pups still hidden inside me, did Liam finally break. With eyes burning red, he roared, “What you owe me… what you owe Aurora… you’ll pay with your lives!” When dawn rose, my soul dissolved into the morning light. All I wished for, in the next life, was to meet him somewhere without betrayal, to be two ordinary wolves who could protect our children, together.

I killed the Alpha.
At least that's what everyone thinks. I'd always been regarded as the black sheep of my family and Pack, the cursed girl.
Not only was I born mute, I never shifted at age 14, like a normal wolf should. That began my life of misery.
Due to unfavorable circumstances, I was blamed for the Alpha's death and demoted to the Pack's slave.
My life became hell on Earth but I endured it, hoping that one day, the truth would finally come out in the open.
I realized my life was over, the minute I found out I'm the Alpha's mate - a man who despises me with every breath and thinks I killed his father........

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Should women give up their careers to become housewives?

Now when anyone asks me, there's only one answer: absolutely not.

Seven years into marriage, my husband cheated on me. On his birthday, the kids looked up at him and said, "We want Heidi to be our mom."

That same day, I received my late-stage ovarian cancer diagnosis. In the hospital corridor, my husband was holding the children's hands, carefully helping Heidi with her discharge.

I'd never seen Arthur so gentle, never seen the kids so well-behaved—they looked like a perfect happy family, while I felt like a complete outsider.

In that moment, it hit me: the biggest mistake of my life was giving up my dreams for marriage.

I left the divorce papers on the kitchen table and walked back into my lab without a single glance behind.

Four months later, my research breakthrough made global headlines.

When my photo appeared on TV, Arthur rushed to my lab building with the twins, their eyes swollen from crying.

"Caroline, these months without you... my life has been stagnant water. I can't live like this!" He knelt in the rain, holding up our old wedding ring, begging for forgiveness.

"Mommy, we were wrong..."

For three long years, my husband Richard has refused to touch me. All because of one tragic accident that stole our three-month-old baby… an accident that wasn’t even my fault.

I tried everything to win him back. I begged, I cried, I seduced. Nothing worked.

Desperate and burning with unmet desire, I found myself drawn to my new boss, Teddy. With one smoldering look, he awakens the fire I thought had died inside me. I crave him. I need him. But I’m still married… and I still love Richard with all my heart.

Then came the business trip that shattered everything.

In a single night, I discovered Richard’s secret—he’s been cheating on me all along.

Rage and years of pent-up hunger collided. That night, I finally unleashed.

But after the trip what becomes of me, my husband and my boss, even his lover.

He reached down and found her clit and gently massaged it. She was a virgin, so he tried to control his urge to drive himself into her. He spread her legs even further giving her a questioning look. She smiled and nodded her head. He put himself into her and slowly and gently pushed, he did not want to hurt her.


Nirka is a hybrid, She is the ruler of her Realm. She learns that her father is holding a town meeting in the Royal Council Hall to discuss whether they should help the human race or let it destroy its self. She wants to save humanity, but she falls in love with Devon after rescuing him he is total infatuated with her.

My sister and I both married the wrong men in our past lives. I was bound to an overbearing Lycan Duke, who saw me as nothing more than a vessel for his heir. I ultimately lost my life in childbirth. My sister wed a frivolous Fae Prince, hounded and tormented by his countless mistresses until she was driven to take her own life.
Reborn before our weddings, we bravely choose to swap our marriage contracts, determined to break free from our cruel fates. This time, we rewrite our stories and grasp the our happy lives .

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Danni’s world shatters the day her father dies. Her mother has become a hollow shell of who she once was, and Danni is left to pick up the pieces alone. Every day feels like a battle just to breathe, to move, to find something resembling normal. Then her ex shows up — stirring old wounds and turning her already broken life into chaos. As if that weren’t enough, the people she trusted most begin acting... strange. Secrets twist around her like shadows, and nothing feels real anymore. And that’s when he appears — the mysterious stranger who keeps showing up just in time to save her. There’s something familiar about him, something that tugs at her soul. But the more she dreams of the haunting white wolf that stalks her nights, the more she wonders if her mind is unraveling… or if something far darker is calling to her.

Give me your throne and give me your woman."

Selene Marlowe always wanted to be a princess who lived a simple life. She wasn't expecting her heart become some battleground for a High kingdom at war.

She is torn between three royal brothers: the one who loved her first, the one who would protect her, and the one who would destroy everything in his way to have her. Therefore she has to make a choice between loyalty and desire, duty and destiny.

But when it comes to the matters of royalty, people and things are ruthless as they come and this love comes with a cost.

And the crown of Valenhart demands blood!

I loved Julian for ten years, carving every sweat-stained day into my love for him.
He once said I shined brighter than any gold medal.
Yet in five short minutes, he handed my dream, my glory, and my whole world to a scheming transfer girl.
Betrayed, discarded, and broken on the fencing strip, I lost my first love and everything I fought for.
Until the retired cold Olympic champion stepped out of the dark midnight shadows.
He offered me hellish training and a sharp blade of revenge.
I buried my soft heart, handed over my soul, and vowed to make every traitor pay.

When my roommate Sutton woke up from a wet dream, she was literally glowing. She claimed it was the most mind-blowing romantic experience of her life—the man’s silhouette, his scent, his body heat felt impossibly real.
Even crazier? When she checked her phone, there was a strange new number saved in her contacts. It belonged to the man from her dream.
While the rest of us shrieked about destiny, our moody roommate Jessamine just stared at the screen and dropped a chilling warning: "Things that come looking for you in dreams should stay buried."
We all wrote her off as a jealous freak.
That is, until I started noticing Sutton’s face growing more haggard by the day—and the fact that her "perfect boyfriend" refused to speak a single word to her.

There are no unmated males in our pack.
Every she-wolf in Hollowfen is promised to someone when she turns eighteen. We just don't get to know who until we walk into the Choosing Hall.
Girls go in wearing white. They come out flushed, shaking, barely able to stand. Some laugh. Some cry. None of them talk about what happens inside.
My sister Thessaly turned eighteen this spring. Gran told her she couldn't attend the Choosing.
She went anyway. She came back on shaking legs, with blood between her thighs and a smile she couldn't wipe off her face.

I spent two years quietly building something I thought was worth building.
Full recovery support after birth, someone checking in on meals, leave approved the moment you asked for it. I worked out a deal with the best facility in the city and covered the difference myself, out of my own account. Not a cent of company money.
I did it because I'd watched a good employee disappear from the company the year she got pregnant. No announcement. Her desk just cleared out one day.
Then one of them posted about it.
She called it surveillance. A golden cage. The comment section called me a predator. By morning it was trending.
Here's what none of them knew: not a single dollar of that program belonged to the company.
So I listened to what they wanted and gave them exactly that.
I shut the whole thing down.