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"Take me, please take me now. I love you, Damon." she moaned as he continued squeezing and toying with her breasts, especially her nipples.
“I am yours. But only for tonight." was his cold reply.

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Alpha Damon owns the physical appearance of an angel but a heart inclined to evil because of his demon origin.

Ladies fantasize about him because of his extraordinary beauty and aura but Damon cares for no one. No one at all.

The Cold Heart one.

However, Damon would meet a human girl Jane, who he saved from a gang of rapists. And she will make him feel things like compassion and concern and ultimately love.
But before he could accept these feelings as true and real, Danger and Death would come like the shadow as he will be the center of a war between Demons and Witches as well as Werewolves and Vampires...

Because of an invitation letter, I arrived at a mysterious island. On this island, there is an enigmatic hotel where everything is so eerie, so thrilling, and so beyond belief! Watching the people around me die one by one, I realized that this is a land of death...

Rey Reed is a young boy who was kidnapped at the age of 16. He was knocked out and later woke up in a tar pit. However, he is someone who never gives up, no matter the odds against him. Rey Reed managed to escape, only for him to meet himself in the worst arena ever. A place where no one has ever survived. Despite the hard tournament, the first 10 chapters of this story tell us how Rey Reed fights for his survival for a complete 4 years. However, everything changed when he met with some teensonn the arena grounds, especially a girl named Kira. Despite how Rey Reed's father always appears to him in his dreams, warning him about his emotions, they would lead to his downfall. But Rey Reed refused to heed his father's warning, which eventually led to his downfall. Rey Reed was slaughtered on the arena ground, and he was later awoken in the afterlife.
The Afterlife is a place where supernatural beings exist and live their lives. Rey Reed started his new life in the afterlife, where he discovered that he was from the generation of the Smiths.
Now, who is Smith?
The smith is a hunter. They hunt ghosts, rogue witches, and wizards. Unfortunately for Rey Reed, he meets his generation's worst enemy in the afterlife.
He was now torn between the afterlife and his physical reality. Rey Reed must fight his generation's enemy and also find a way to return to his real world.

Persephone grew up with only her mother, Demeter, and the nymphs on her mother's estate. She was taught certain things about the world, but only from a jaded Demeter's viewpoint. She was taught that all the Gods, especially Hades, are the worst in the world, despite the fact that she is one of the 12 Olympians who run the world.
When Zeus calls Hades to meet at Demeter's, it is discussed as a rebellion against the Gods. A plot to perhaps release their father from Tartarus has Zues stressed and demanding that his brother makes sure their father is tightly locked away in Tartarus.
With the arrival of two other Olympians on Demeter's estate, she shuffles her daughter away. She doesn't want her to be around any of the other Gods. She wants to keep her daughter intact in her own image, as Persephone is all she has. Unfortunately for Demeter, Hades caught a glimpse of Persephone, and one glance was all it took. He wants her. With tensions between the rebels and the Gods and Demeters' temper, it does not seem a good time to be falling in love.
This is a modern take on the tale of Hades and Persephone.

Dr. Maya Cross, a 31-year-old medical examiner haunted by memory gaps from a Boston lab accident, has returned to her hometown only to find death following her. Seventeen bodies have crossed her autopsy table, all dying impossibly with crystallized blood, and now the same transformation creeps through her own veins. Kane Rivers arrives like salvation incarnate, a brilliant pharmaceutical researcher offering experimental treatments and the promise of survival. Their connection ignites instantly, two brilliant minds racing against time as the rare Blood Moon eclipse approaches in three weeks. But Kane's credentials don't check out, his knowledge runs too deep, and his treatments work too perfectly. As Maya's body betrays her and her heart opens to love, she must uncover whether Kane is her savior or the architect of her destruction. In Ravenshollow, where eighteen-year cycles of death coincide with celestial events, trust is the deadliest gamble and love might be the final experiment.

Leonardo da Vinci once wrote, Black is like a broken vessel, which is deprived of the capacity to contain anything. I wonder what he thought of the color white. Did he think it was a sign of purity? Or did he too look upon whiteness as a false brightness, a lie?

2-years-ago if I stood on this very podium, with this man across from me, I would have smiled similar to the way I am now. The white dress hugging my body then a promise of honesty and trust as I glowed with a warmth knotting my stomach walls.

Only then, my smile would've been comfortable, wrapped in genuine joy, because then I loved him. At that stage in my life, he was my world and I would have laid myself on the floor where he walked with his blood-stained soles. And I would have done it naked, ready to bare myself to this one man with a smile on my face.

A smile that wasn't bold, or soaked with the whisper of revenge. My heart would have beat with love, and not in the threat that now lurks outside these Church walls, waiting with finite patience that would soon be over. This marriage is no fairy-tale.

"What do you know about the ZOO?"

That question started a black-ops operative down a different path.

Born from the fertile imagination of bestselling author Michael Anderle.

“Do you know who I am?” Jenkins blurted without thinking. “Do you really think you can get away with killing a sitting member of the United States’ House of Representatives?”

“You put my family in the crosshairs of barbarians who wouldn’t think twice about using them as leverage to get to me,” the man stated calmly, and not a single hint of emotion crossed his face. 

“You have a family, Congressman, one you appear to love a great deal. What exactly would you do to keep them safe?”

Jeremiah Johnson needed a job and Retired Marine Colonel Anderson needed a man with Johnson's particular skills.

Fast.

It was a match made in Heaven, or Hell. It all depended on which side of Savage's gun your people happened to stand on.

The safe end, or the business end.

Inside the ZOO isn't the only place people where people act greedy. Doctor Courtney Monroe has taken control of her Dad's legacy - she merely needed two men to help make it happen.

Anderson and Savage have been up to the task, so far.

WILL THEY BE ABLE TO KEEP IT UP?

Go up and click on the 'Read Now' button and enter a knock-down drag-out story where the last man standing is the one who rights the wrongs.

Or at least the one who writes the story in the history books.

Six years of hauling corpses. Six years of scraping maggots out of floorboards and suffocating in a toxic slurry of putrefying flesh and industrial solvents—all just to buy my husband a little more borrowed time.

I thought the thing I pulled back from the brink of death was a human being.

But the day my joint accounts were frozen... the moment my own son clamped a hand over his nose in disgust at my stench... the second I watched his mistress weeping softly into his chest... I finally realized the truth.

I hadn't saved a man. I had resurrected a pack of monsters, and they weren't going to stop until they ground me into the dirt.

I died on my 28th birthday.

My family was throwing a birthday party for my sister Stella—yes, we share the same birthday, but in this house, only hers was worth celebrating.

My corpse was slowly rotting in the storage room while laughter and birthday songs echoed from the living room. They thought I was just "throwing another tantrum," completely unaware of the torment I had endured before dying.

The irony was crushing: I had spent five years ghostwriting musical compositions for her, making her the "genius composer" everyone adored. Meanwhile, I—the real creator—was dismissed as nothing more than a jealous older sister.

By the time they finally discovered my body, guided by the stench of decay, it was far too late.

But death was only the beginning of my revenge.

Every single person who had hurt me would pay the price.

Including those I loved most.

“Now come along, little Angel. You would not want any freak accidents to happen to any of these humans. Would you?”

''Do you know you are the most beautiful creature I have ever had the pleasure of meeting?''

There are no others like you. Despite the thousands I have been with, you are the one I find the most delicious. Now tell me, do you find me attractive?” ****

Elise is the daughter of the Angel of death, Azrael. She is half human and half archangel. While She has been raised by Michael, her family of angels has made it clear that she is not allowed to meet her father. Not only that, but the other angels fear her unique gifts that she shares with her father. They have been keeping secrets.

A man, or should I say demon, comes into Elise life. He helps her reveal what has been kept from her. By helping her unlock her true power, maybe he has awaken something she didn’t even know she was capable of having. Maybe she is more like her father than anyone knowing.

After a deadly virus shattered civilization, a new world rose from the ruins—one ruled by Alphas.

Females are claimed. Controlled. Bred.

Alex swore she would die before becoming any man’s possession.

Fiercely independent and determined to escape the fate forced on women like her, Alex has spent years surviving under the radar. But everything changes when the powerful Vandicoff brothers—three ruthless Alpha rulers—discover she is their true mate.

The moment they claim her, war ignites.

Alex refuses to submit to their bond, their authority, or the dangerous pull between them. She fights every command, every touch, every instinct threatening to drag her under. But the more she resists, the more obsessed the brothers become.

What begins as a battle for control soon sends shockwaves through the entire Alpha world, threatening the Vandicoff empire itself.

Can Alex survive three possessive Alphas without losing herself in the process?

Or will the one thing she craves most—love—become the very thing that destroys her?

This is a very dark romance with many levels. The things that happen to the FMC are horrific no matter how the men in her life attempt to label it. What happens to her is SA no if ands or buts. I don’t romanticize it, I call it what it is. Other characters, including the men, try to reframe it into something else, but she always calls it what it is. There’s no hearts and flowers between the main characters in the first half of this book despite the attempts of her men to change that, so please don’t think it is that type of romance book. Alex is tough, but she is put through a lot, and comes out the other side a stronger woman. If you can handle the darkness and emerge with her on the other side to a new life with the happiness she deserves, then please read her story.

Trigger warning. This is a dark romance, and it contains scenes of SA on page throughout the book. There is also kidnapping, trafficking, and depictions of torture. So, please be aware.

“Liz, you may be the light in my soul, but I won’t think twice, before I turn into your darkness if you dare to disobey me again. I will not lie, dragă. I was so furious with you, I wanted to bend you over my knees and slap that beautiful round ass of yours!” My confession caught her by surprise, but what she said after took my breath away.

“Do it then, I’ve been bad...” I didn’t think I heard it right, and when she unbuttoned her jeans, I saw the gold in my eyes reflecting in her violet ones.

“Don’t you give me ideas, Liz…” A low growl slipped my strained lips.

“I mean it, Vlad.” My blood rolled in thick waves in my veins. “I’ve been disrespectful to you, Grizzly. I deserve it.”

“Take your pants off and come to me.” I sat on the edge of the bed and waited...


Everything he dreamt for was torn from him in a time when you had to choose between kill or get killed, and he learnt it was much better to be feared than loved. Fate had other plans for him. In a last attempt to save his soul, he was blessed with unconditional love. A love that didn’t ask questions or judge, but his duty to his land and vengeance came first, and his rough ways granted him a curse.

She promised him then, he’d never be alone and just like the prophecy they met again, but she was different…

Now, she was the one in need of saving…

Will she learn from his past mistakes?

Will she choose him over her duties and vengeance?

Will their love rule over time and death?

The late night after my boyfriend left for his business trip, I received a strange call.
"Fresh delivery, hurry down to get it. If you wait too long, your meat will be picked clean."
I stubbed my toe and winced, telling him to just leave it outside my apartment door.
He hesitated but agreed.
Less than ten minutes later, my phone rang again. His voice was impatient, urging me to come down immediately.
I was about to respond when a cold sweat broke out on my back.
Outside the door was a busy main road—where were the raccoons?
And why was he waiting for me downstairs for ten minutes?
What sent chills down my spine was...
I suddenly remembered that I hadn't ordered any fresh groceries this week.
So who was the man standing downstairs, using excuses to trick me into coming down?

The night my husband George took our five-year-old son to celebrate his mistress winning Best Actress, I found a video on his laptop that shattered everything.
On our seventh anniversary, after waiting hours for a husband who never came home, I made a decision that would destroy him forever.
I didn't confront him. I didn't file for divorce. I didn't beg him to choose me.
Instead, I chose to disappear.
When George came home with exotic wines and a designer dress, trying to cover his lies with expensive gifts, he had no idea he only had six days left with me.
Six days before my car would plunge off Riverside Bridge.
Six days before Brenda Taylor would cease to exist.

For seven years, I'd been the perfect wife. I'd survived the pain of childbirth, the changes to my body he could no longer love, and the slow death of our marriage while he built a new life with actress Candice Black and took our son along for the ride.
He thought I was too devoted to leave. Too broken to fight back. Too in love to see the truth.
But he was wrong.
I didn't leave him. I vanished.

And when my car goes over that bridge, when he realizes what he's lost, that will be the beginning of his end.
Because some betrayals don't deserve confrontation.
They deserve ghosts.

When eighteen-year-old Fiamara Calder's hand accidentally shifts into dragon talons while trying to defend herself from a werewolf attack, her entire life shatters in a single day.

Dragged into the hidden magical realm of Crimson Spire Academy, Fiamara learns the truth: she is the last royal dragon alive, and one of the most dangerous dark mages in existence has been searching for her for years.

Now trapped inside an academy filled with vampires, demons, fae, warlocks, and monsters who either fear her or want to use her, surviving becomes harder than mastering her powers.

Especially when she catches the attention of four very different men.

Cold and watchful Theron Mist warns her that her royal blood makes her a target. Charming vampire Raziel Vorne refuses to leave her alone no matter how much trouble it causes. Dangerous demon heir Marek Cindra offers to remove a troublesome hex but only for a price. And quiet hybrid warrior Aldric Greymoor may be the only one who truly understands just how difficult things are for her.

But between fake dating schemes, deadly rivalries, mysterious attacks, and a dark mage hunting her across worlds, Fiamara is running out of time.

Because if she fails to unlock her dragon powers before Maximo finds her, she will not just lose herself.

A dead body.
A dangerous game.
And a stranger who sees through my every facade.**

At Lionswood Prep, the world’s most prestigious boarding school, money talks—and those without it are invisible. For nearly four years, I’ve lived by that rule. A scholarship student in a sea of untouchable wealth, I’ve perfected the art of disappearing, even when envy simmers beneath my skin.

But everything changes when the other scholarship student takes a fatal fall from the fifth floor.

Her death is ruled a suicide, but something doesn’t sit right. I’ve seen too much darkness to believe in coincidences, and the shadows surrounding this school are deeper than most are willing to admit.

My suspicions lead me straight to him. The golden boy. The one who wears his kindness like a crown and hides cruelty behind a practiced smile. Everyone adores him, but I’ve seen what lies beneath the surface. He’s charming, rich, and utterly untouchable... until now.

When I try to expose him, he doesn’t get angry. He gets interested. Suddenly, I’m the center of his attention, and senior year becomes a twisted game where his moves are as seductive as they are sinister.

“Tell me,” his voice is low, a thread of danger curling around the words. “Are you trying to save yourself from me—or from the truth?”

The more I try to uncover, the more I’m dragged into his world, a web of secrets and sins I might never escape. Because the deeper I dig, the clearer it becomes: he’s not the only one with something to hide.

After all, the dead aren’t the only ones with secrets at Lionswood.

He was ordered to kill her.
He locked her in a tower instead.
Now the entire world is hunting them both.

They called Amina a monster.
A forbidden Lycan-Seer Hybrid—a living weapon outlawed for generations.

So she hid.
Three years. One bookstore. Pretending to be human.

Until one night… everything shattered.

A rogue finds her.
An Alpha corners her.
And the moment he touches her—

The Mate Bond explodes.

Rian Vale—Meridian City’s most ruthless Alpha—
was sent to execute her.

Instead, he claims her.

Now she’s trapped in his glass tower,
his prisoner, his project… and his greatest weakness.

But the truth is worse than death.

She wasn’t hiding.
She was being used.

For twenty years, his father has been secretly draining her power—
turning her into the Sovereign’s Heart,
the force holding the entire werewolf world together.

And when that power breaks?

So does the world.

Her mother—long believed dead—
is alive… twisted into a Void-Seer capable of destroying everything.

The Council wants her captured.
Rian’s father wants her harvested.
And the prophecy says—

She will be the one to kill her own mate.

Now hunted, betrayed, and bound to the man who should fear her most,
Amina faces an impossible choice:

Trust the Alpha who caged her…
or become the weapon that ends him.

Because every touch ignites the Bond.
Every lesson makes her stronger.

And every heartbeat brings them closer to the moment
where love… becomes a death sentence.

“I believe that now is the time to ask how much you knew or think how much you knew about your fiancée and the late husband-to-be".
Husband? I wished that he would quit using those words and just be quiet, though I suppose it was better than a fuck mate. As to what I knew about Gregory, I really didn’t know much. We had a deal limiting how much we shared; and how involved we were before we could have got into that arranged marriage. It had never sat well with me, but there it was.
“I knew a lot” I answered evasively.
“so he really didn’t tell you anything, didn’t he? No, it wasn’t really a robbery gang. I believe the word you want is Vampire-coven.”
I remembered how Gregory became my friend before there was a sudden change and idea from my father that the two were to get married. No commitment, no feelings, no attachment. That had been the deal- his deal.

Anya is a new worker who is struggling to fit in. At the same time, she finds herself In a burden that her father intended to marry her off to the vampire community, before the husband-to-be is killed. She feels like an outsider, and she doesn't have many friends. One day, while trying to plot the murder of Gregory, she meets a mysterious new young man named Shawn. Shawn helps Anya to discover the truth.
She had a hidden identity, she never knew what she was capable of. Upon the death of her lover and parents, her life takes a turn as she discovers she is a wolf, from the Moon Pack. She now decides to defend the Solenium from being taken away from her hands. Would A 23-year-old girl be able to defeat the Vampire community? Would she be able to revenge for her father's death?

Introduction: Three years ago, to pay for my sister's medical treatment, I willingly took on the role of a servant to the wealthy heiress Daisy, becoming a smuggling criminal and struggling to survive amidst humiliation. Daisy's family, with their cruel hearts, took advantage of the impending apocalyptic cold wave to murder both my sister and me. Reborn, I am determined to rewrite our fate. When hunters who revel in harming unarmed civilians besiege our shelter, I raise my gun—in this apocalyptic cold wave, anyone who dares to harm my sister will die!

"You don't think I would easily and completely forget you, did you?" He said nipping at my neck.
"Mgh!" I bit back the moan that tried to escape my lips.
He sucked on each and every part of my neck, leaving me a breathless mess. "Please.." I begged, "we can't be doing thi-" I bit back another moan. As he bit the upper swell of my breast and-

I woke up with a gasp. Panting heavily as I looked around. I was all alone in my apartment.

It was all a dream' I thought to myself as I let out a relived sigh.

Then it dawned on me,
' I HAD JUST DREAMT OF HADES, THE MAN MY MUM WAS MARRYING IN A WEEK!!!' the thought alone sent me into disgust, but at the same, the thought caused my body to buzz.

"You've got to be kidding me" I groaned pulling my hair out in frustration.

**
Valerie's life was never a fairytale. From being married off to a man who made his brides "disappear" to being kidnapped by death itself, she knew happiness wasn’t in the cards for her.

But then came Hades, the god of death—cold, distant, and unyielding. To her surprise, he saw something in her, a rare soul that captivated him, drawing him in like a moth to a flame. For a brief moment, Valerie thought she might have a chance at something more.

That was until she was killed.

Fate, however, had other plans. Reborn into a new life, Valerie finally has everything she ever wanted: a loving family and the perfect boyfriend. Life is finally normal—until her mother introduces her fiancé.

It’s him. Hades.

Now she faces an impossible choice: sacrifice her feelings for her mother’s happiness, or risk everything to reclaim the love that was once hers.

In a game of fate, will Valerie rewrite her destiny, or will history repeat itself?

Rayne
She ran to the Crimson Riders to warn them of danger, hoping to find a safe place for her and her baby girl.
There she found a man who claimed her and her baby as his own without hesitation, vowing to keep them safe.
She finds the love and passion in his arms she'd never dared dream of.
Will she have the strength to fight for it when it's threatened, and the horrors of her past try to pull her back?

Night
As the VP of the Crimson Riders and son to the president, his life has revolved around the club.
When a wounded half naked girl stumbles through the snow with her newborn to warn them of imminent danger, his heart is forever captured.
Determined to show her the love she has long been denied, he fights those from the present and her past trying to steal her away.

Living a dog’s life. Fixers, that’s what they’re called, a group of supernatural beings that keep the world they live in working. Things break, they fix them. Lucky is an Immortal Fixer, but what happens when Immortals start showing up dead? Lucky and Death need to discover what is happening to the Fixers before the world as they know it ends in chaos. With no heaven or hell to speak of, who could be behind this latest mess? Read Cobe II: The Slightly Twisting Path to Neither to learn Lucky’s fates.

"A criminal is what you are and what you will always be. You are weak and pathetic, and you do not deserve to live for what you have done."

His voice was cold, but it was his eyes—filled with so much hate and disgust shattered me. My mate. My fated one. And the man who cast me aside. I ran—banished, hunted and marked for death—never daring to look back.
Claudia Wayne believed finding her mate would be the beginning of her happily ever after. Instead, she’s accused of a heinous crime just so she could become Luna. Forced to flee, she stumbles into a fate and destiny she never sought, one that places her at the heart of an ancient prophecy.

They call her a criminal.
But she just might be their salvation.
Or their doom.

A YOUNG ADULT, INTENSE, HEART POUNDING, PARANORMAL ROMANCE THAT IS BOUND TO LEAVE YOU BREATHLESS AND WANTING MORE.

In the quiet, suburban streets of the human world, Iris is an anomaly. With hair the color of a dying star and eyes of fractured arctic ice, she has spent eighteen years trying to be invisible, plagued by humming blood and sketches of a golden-eyed man she has never met.

But the veil between worlds is thinner than anyone realizes.

When a moment of raw desperation shatters the impregnable barrier to the Supernatural Realm, Iris doesn’t just stumble into a new world—she crashes into the center of a war. Standing between a lethal curse and the most powerful Alpha heir in existence, she discovers that her human heart beats with the power of a Cosmic Goddess.

Now, trapped in an elite academy where every species—from savage wolves to elegant vampires—wants her either dead or enslaved, Iris must navigate a treacherous landscape of ancient feuds and forbidden desires.

The Alpha, Kaelen, is sworn to protect her. The Shadow-born, Silas, is destined to steal her. And as the moon bleeds crimson, Iris will realize that she wasn't born to fit into their world.

She was born to rule it.

Arabella Everleigh has spent her entire life hunting the monsters that haunt the shadows of the world, but for the last decade, no target has consumed her like the vampire king, Lucien Arceneaux. When she finally confronts him, she’s caught in his web—taken prisoner in the heart of his ancient castle. For the first time in her career, Arabella is outmatched, outsmarted, and out of her depth, and Lucien has her right where he's always wanted her.

When tenacious journalist Vivienne Thorne infiltrates a secretive gathering to investigate a string of disappearances, she never expects to be captured by Damien Blackthorn—the enigmatic CEO of Blackthorn Industries who harbors a deadly secret: he's a vampire lord whose powers are mysteriously waning.
Instead of killing her, Damien makes Vivienne an impossible offer: marry him in a binding blood contract to help him keep control over his territory, or watch as everyone she loves becomes collateral damage in a brewing vampire civil war.
As their reluctant alliance evolves into dangerous attraction, Vivienne learns her mysterious blood disorder is actually proof of a heritage she never knew existed—one that makes her both invaluable and deadly to the vampire world. When her apparently dead father reappears as a vampire hunter determined to destroy Damien, Vivienne must choose between the family ties she's always longed for and the forbidden bond forming with a man she should consider her enemy.
But in Shadowveil, nothing is as it seems. As ancient conspiracies surface and enemies emerge from within their closest friends, Damien and Vivienne find themselves pawns in a game centuries in the making. Their blood bond may be their best weapon—or the catalyst that awakens an ancient darkness threatening to consume them both.

Mermaid and Lycan
“Enough,” A deep human voice sounded.

The two smaller wolves stopped circling at once, their ears curling back and their bodies crouching low in submission.

Mila hissed a warning between her fangs.

“I said, enough.” The voice spoke again in a deep tenor of an alpha.

While the voice was mostly meant to be used on other wolves, it could affect other species to an extent. Mila felt some of the power go from her limbs and the unicorn bowed under it.

No, she was stronger than a command from an animal. She was a mermaid that had lived for thousands of years, and seen the rise and fall of continents. The only orders she’d ever had to obey were those of her god who had abandoned her.

She turned on the spot, her sword readied to slice the throat of the one that dared to command her now.

Mila the mermaid is alone after the apocalypse destroyed the human world. After losing her entire purpose in life, she wanders aimlessly through the wilderness. The world is changing in the aftermath of the humans' passing. New species are taking control of the surface world. Where will she go? Will she be able to belong?

Caleb Kessler has everything. Hockey stardom. NHL scouts. A future his father's money bought.

Except a reputation.

When a leaked video makes him look like a bully, his agent demands a wholesome girlfriend—fast. His draft depends on it. His father's funding depends on it.

Mia Lin has nothing left to lose.

Three jobs. A mom fighting cancer. A beat-up Honda that might not survive the winter. When Caleb offers thirty thousand dollars for six months of fake dating, she wants to say no. She hates him. She's hated him since freshman year, when he laughed at her for being too poor to afford team dinner.

But her mom needs that money.

So she signs the contract.

No touching. No feelings. No "accidentally" holding hands.

Simple, right?

Except Caleb Kessler isn't the arrogant jerk she remembers. Behind the cocky smile is a boy terrified of his father. A boy who defends teammates no one else protects. A boy who watches her when he thinks she's not looking.

And Mia? She's not the cold, untouchable manager he imagined. She's tired. She's fierce. She's the first person who's ever told him no.

The cameras love them. The internet ships them. The contract says six months.

But somewhere between fake dates and forced smiles, late night drives and almost kisses, the lines blur.

Because pretending to love someone is easy.

Pretending you don't actually love them back?

That's the hardest game either of them has ever played.

When your billionaire alpha 🐺 only married you for duty, you rejected him and left for good by faking your death
When you meet again, his eyes on 🔥. He wants to devour you. But he's interrupted.
“Mommy who’s that?” "A stranger."
“Say that again? Who am I to her?!”

When your billionaire alpha 🐺 only married you for duty, you rejected him and left for good by faking your death
When you meet again, his eyes on 🔥. He wants to devour you. But he's interrupted.
“Mommy who’s that?” "A stranger."
“Say that again? Who am I to her?!”

When she called her husband to tell him their son was dead, all she heard on the other end was laughter—him, his mistress, and their child, living like a happy little family.
Her heart turned to ash.
Terminally ill or not, she would find whoever killed her son.
But her husband didn't believe her. Her own family turned against her. They were all protecting the killer.
She was locked away. Threatened. Kidnapped.
When the truth finally clawed its way to the surface, they came crawling back with apologies.
But did it even matter anymore?

I’m Alice, vampire royal princess.
Three years into my father’s affair, my mother got her death sentence.
The Royal Enchanter slammed her fist down, eyes blazing.
“Lokui, are you mad? Hiding your terminal curse from him? You think he’ll weep and repent? Killing yourself to punish a man is pathetic.”
My mother only smiled, her gaze soft and steady on me.
“I don’t want his regret. I’m building my daughter a throne with my death.”

The red carpet to Adrian Thorne's side was never paved with flowers. It was a killing floor, meticulously designed.
Two years. Nineteen wedding attempts. And every single one ended in blood.
The fifth attempt: brake failure on the bridal car. I spent three months in the ER with a shattered left arm.
The twelfth: botulism at the menu tasting. I had my stomach pumped and nearly asphyxiated on the table.
The eighteenth... that remains my waking nightmare. I fell down a marble staircase polished to a lethal shine, losing the child I never even got to hold.
Everyone called me the "Thorne Curse." For a long time, even I believed it—that bad luck was just etched into my bones.
Time and again, I crawled out of pools of my own blood. I did it for a decade-old promise of repayment. I did it for the man I had loved for ten years.
Then came the nineteenth attempt. A floral arch weighing hundreds of pounds collapsed during our vows, crushing me into the ICU.
Ribs snapped, organs bleeding, I fought for three days just to claw my way back to the living.
But the moment I woke, through the crack in the door, I heard Adrian’s voice.
"Mr. Thorne, that was too close. If Elinor had actually died..."
"I didn't have a choice." Adrian’s tone was so cold it felt foreign. "Her father died saving me. I’m shackled by that debt. But I love Serena. She is the only one I want to marry."
His voice dropped, lethal and precise. "To clear the path for Serena, I don’t care if I have to stage nineteen accidents or ruin Elinor beyond repair. I will do whatever it takes."
Lying there, staring at the map of scars on my body, something inside me finally shattered.
I realized my suffering wasn't a twisted joke of fate. It was a love letter to another woman—his devotion to her, carved into my very skin.
Since his "debt of honor" kept him from kicking me out, I decided to play the villain and cut the cord myself.

Human journalist Lila investigates vanishings in a secluded town, only to be bitten and turned by Kai, the brooding alpha of the Crimson Pack. As uncontrollable, sensual shifts ravage her body, Lila realizes she's Kai's fated mate.

Their explosive chemistry is threatened by a vengeful ex-she-wolf and human hunters. Lila must embrace her new wolf, harness raging heat cycles, and fight for her place beside Kai amid pack intrigue and external dangers.

Ari has been alone since she could remember. She grew up in the woods away from all those who would wish her harm. Life made sense in the woods. You were either the predator or the prey. Occasionally someone would wonder too close and she would scavenge from their property, after all they are in HER territory.

Mika is the next in line for the Crimson pack. Known across the lands as the Crimson Prince, Mika had craved his name in the pages of shifter history. He had effectively cleared every other supernatural from his pack's lands. Bathing the land in their blood as a reminder that only his pack were worthy to walk the land.

It was not by chance that Mika caught Ari's scent that day. Goddess knows best and since the day Mika's father mated Luna she has been pushing Ari and Mika to join.

18 years or older, sexual behavior, language and graphic*

Sohla Kim has everything you could want in life. Born rich and smart, to a family that has status, money, and power, while dominating the investment world. A pre-set betrothment to her childhood best friend, Jyeon Park. The handsome, equally wealthy, and smart, future heir of OLO, their joint family company. An unbreakable bond between two families, a future that looks bright and rosy.
Only the perfect picture is only that, and ten years on, alone, holding her head above water, in a loveless marriage laced with tragedy, her entire world is turned upside down. Everything she thought she had and knew comes crashing down one fateful night.
New waters, new faces, and a denial of the past will bring her back full circle to really question everything she was born for.
Was it always about money? Was she always a tool to elevate Jyeon to higher levels? Did none of them really love her?

Lauren takes off her sunglasses at her own funeral...
"Guess he really did wish me dead."
cuz her Alpha ex husband isn't there
Lauren was heartbroken and left the pack,
but actually Alpha is searching for her like crazy.
When she came back with her daughter,
he would never give her another chance to leave him.

Knox’s hand closes around the collar of my cut, tugging me back just enough that I feel the heat of him at my spine.

“You keep looking at trouble like that,” he murmurs against my ear, voice rough and low, “and one day it’s going to look back.”

I tilt my chin, meeting his gaze over my shoulder.

“Good,” I whisper. “I’m counting on it.”

His mouth curves slowly, dark and dangerous.

“Careful, Shade,” he says. “The Reapers don’t play nice.”

“Neither do I.”

I grew up around the Reaper’s MC.
The roar of bikes, the smell of gasoline and leather, the kind of loyalty that runs deeper than blood. It was never supposed to be my world though. That belonged to my brother.
Ghosteye.
He wore the patch. He lived by the Crown. He believed in the club with everything he had.
And then one day… he was just gone.
Everyone says it was handled.
Everyone says the club took care of it.
But something about it never felt right.
So I did the one thing no one expected—I stepped into the Reapers myself.
Prospecting. Proving I belong in a world where men like Knox, Lucian, and my own father rule with iron fists and blood-stained loyalty.
Digging graves. Running jobs. Surviving men who think I shouldn’t even be here.
The deeper I go, the more I realize this club is built on secrets… and Ghosteye was buried with one of the biggest.
But if the Reapers taught me anything growing up, it’s this:
You don’t wear the Crown unless you’re willing to bleed for it.
And I’m ready to burn this entire kingdom to the ground if that’s what it takes to learn the truth.

He called me his princess and he promised me a ring, our life together was going to be Epic but when I turned 18 and my wolf cried "Mate", He rejected me and claimed another girl in front of my eyes before he disappeared from my life, until……one night he caught me in that nightclub, I couldn't believe it was him but I was sure it was him but then he pinned me to the wall and whispered through gritted teeth. "I don't know you, and certainly do not love you. You have got the wrong man. But I don't mind having you for tonight's appetite."

Every time my husband wants to make me give in, he slaps divorce papers on the table. Every time my parents want me to cave, they threaten to disown me.

What they want is simple: give everything to my twin sister.

I used to fight back. I cried. I demanded to know why it always had to be me.

But when the doctor slides the test results across his desk and tells me in that pitying voice, "Stage four brain cancer. You have a month, maybe less," something in me just... stops caring.

I'm dying anyway. They can do whatever the hell they want.

Last lifetime, my mate, Kael, had faked his own death just to openly sleep with his sister-in-law without judgment.

I screamed until my throat bled, pointing at the man pretending to be his dead twin brother.

For telling the truth, he dragged me to the sacred altar and burned my mark off my skin, while our four-year-old son was thrown into a pitch-black cell for crying out for her father.

We were banished, torn apart by rogues.

But the Moon Goddess is fair. She woke me up on the exact day of the funeral.

As the pack howls in mourning for their "dead" Alpha, I look at the man hiding in his brother's skin.

I won't expose him this time.

If Kael wants to play a dead man just to play house with his whore, I'll make sure he stays dead forever.

“Please, no, please don’t” I said, a soft cry escaping from my lips.

His blue eyes pierced into mine. Why were they so gorgeous? No, I couldn’t think this way. I hated this man, I hated how he trapped me.

“I'm a sworn virgin to the goddess of Athena,” I said to him. Hades did not like this answer.

"I'll break you soon enough." He said.

“You’re going to suffer for this, Zeus will be furious!” I said after him as he exited the room.

“Zeus would pay to watch."

Kore for the whole summer before turning eighteen has been having vivid and sexual dreams about a mysterious man with blue eyes.

Suddenly, Kore is molested by Eros, the god of sex, and the mysterious blue-eyed man from the dreams saved her. The blue eyed man turns out to be Hades, the death.

Hades has also had these dreams of Kore and suspects them to be prophecies of his future. He attends Kore birthday party and falls for her beauty and youth from afar. The two of them become closer that night when Hades discovers that Kore has the ability to bring life back from the dead, something he did not think possible.

After seeing her power and beauty, Hades asks permission from Zeus, Kore father, to kidnap her and try to get her to fall in love with him.

Will Kore fall in his trap?

Warning: 18+

Sohla Kim has everything you could want in life. Born rich and smart to a family that has status, money, and power while dominating the investment world. A pre-set betrothment to her childhood best friend, Jyeon Park. The handsome, equally wealthy, and smart future heir of OLO, their joint family company. An unbreakable bond between two families, a future that looks bright and rosy.
Only the perfect picture is only that, and ten years on, alone, holding her head above water in a loveless marriage laced with tragedy, her entire world is turned upside down. Everything she thought she had and knew comes crashing down one fateful night.
New waters, new faces, and a denial of the past will bring her back full circle to really question everything she was born for.
Was it always about money? Was she always a tool to elevate Jyeon to higher levels? Did none of them really love her?

The first thing you should know about me? I’m technically a witch. But if you ask my family, that means I’m supposed to be the perfect little spell-slinger: dutifully attend their weird rituals, work at the family business, marry some pre-approved magical dude, and crank out a few adorable witch babies to keep the bloodline alive. Spoiler alert: that’s not happening.

Instead, I’ve mastered the art of avoiding the magical world. My strategy? Hide behind my computer screens and steer clear of all the drama. It mostly works—until the office jerk, who also happens to be a mind reader, decides to nose his way into my carefully constructed peace. Then he turns up half-dead at work, and suddenly, I’m knee-deep in magical messes I never signed up for.

Now, the annoying mind-reading jackass is convinced his problems are my problems, missing bodies are piling up, and both our families are tangled in this supernatural disaster. All I wanted was to play video games, hang out with my cat, and pretend the magical world didn’t exist. Instead, I’m stuck playing amateur detective, dealing with meddling relatives, and navigating way too much forced time with a man who’s equal parts aggravating and…okay, maybe slightly intriguing.

This? This is why I don’t date.

My brother chose my enemy, and the man I loved joined forces with her to sell me into a club.
Pregnancy, miscarriage, imprisonment, beatings—every cry for help I made was dismissed as "just an act."
It wasn't until I was truly dead that they lost their minds, dropping to their knees at my grave and sobbing that they were sorry.
But by then, I could no longer hear them.

The Crimson Veil follows Detective Amara Cole, haunted by her sister’s unsolved murder. When a series of ritualistic killings mirrors that crime, she’s drawn into a deadly game with a masked figure called The Oracle. As evidence ties the murders to a buried government experiment and her own hidden past, Amara must face betrayal, trauma, and the chilling truth that she may be part of the darkness she’s hunting.

Isolde Crane knows the rules of Ashenmere the way she knows how to breathe: without thinking, because stopping means dying.

She is a blood-scribe, a mortal employed by House Vaelthar to maintain records no living person is supposed to read twice. She does not ask questions. She does not linger. She keeps her head down and her ink dry and sends every spare coin back to her younger sister in the outer ward.

Then she reads the wrong document.

Sorin Vaelthar has governed his house for three centuries by being the kind of man no one wishes to negotiate against. Cold, precise, and entirely without sentiment, he has outlasted every political threat the Conclave has thrown at him. Until a mortal scribe with ink-stained fingers and no talent for self-preservation stumbles into the center of a conspiracy that could unravel everything he has spent centuries building.

The law gives him one option: claim her, or lose her to the houses that will silence her first.

He tells himself it is politics. She tells herself it is survival. Ashenmere does not care what either of them tells themselves.

[The heroine offers no forgiveness and looks back never， and is spoiled rotten by a powerful tycoon.]

For three years of marriage, everyone in the city knew that Henry Tudor deeply loved his wife — — Gloria Seymour

But on that day, Henry said, "Gloria's health is poor. If we really want a child, finding someone else to bear one is fine too."

He didn't know that Gloria was standing just outside the private room, clutching a pregnancy test report that had just confirmed she was expecting.

She had fought for his power, accompanied him to countless social events, and endured ovulation injections until her body was swollen and bruised—

all because they were both waiting for the fruit of their love.

Yet, in return Henry cheated on her with her own best friend.

Gloria caressed the new life taking shape within her womb.

In the darkness, she dialed a number that had been untouched for three years:

"Arrange a car accident for me. I want him to lose the one he loves most at the very moment he feels happiest."

Later, Henry Tudor collapsed into madness, clutching her "remains" in despair.

However, at a charity gala, he saw his "deceased" wife.

Dressed in a striking red gown, she was being carefully protected in the arms of another man.

One night. That’s all Detective Samantha Cross wanted.
One night to forget the rules.
One night to feel something other than pressure, guilt, and routine.
One night to do something reckless—just like her friends begged her to.
But the morning after brings more than regret.
She wakes up in a hotel room… and walks straight into the biggest case of her career:
The Governor’s daughter, murdered in the room next to hers.

And her number one suspect?
The same dangerously charming stranger she just slept with.
His name? Rowan Drake.
His profession? One of the country’s most elusive con artists.
His alibi? Her.
Samantha knows he didn’t do it. She was with him.
But if she admits that, she risks everything—her badge, her reputation, her career.
Now, trapped between duty and desire, she’s forced into an impossible alliance.
To clear his name, she’ll have to work side by side with the man who could ruin her.
And as the lies close in and the body count rises, one truth becomes dangerously clear:
The real killer is still out there…
And he’s watching them both.