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“Will you marry me, Alpha Xavier?” I asked and bowed slightly.

Lord Xavier is currently the Alpha of the Leonard family.
Apparently, he’s been hailed as one of the strongest men on the continent—and the most handsome.

Not like that matters to me but I guess it’s a plus.

“Excuse me?” The man stared at me in disbelief.

“If have to repeat myself, will you marry me?” I looked up at Xavier who hadn’t moved a muscle nor taken his eyes off of me.

He just needs to accept my proposal already! This silence and waiting is unbearable! I’m offering you money and power. What more could you possibly—

“I accept your marriage proposal.” Xavier interrupted my thoughts and released his hold on me.

I’ve succeeded!
Another step closer to your death, my Lord…

Xavier’s POV

I accepted the witch girl’s proposal and walked out of the parlor without looking back at her. How could I?

My heart raced inside of my chest, though I knew that these beats weren’t my own. Throughout the entire ordeal, something itched in the back of my mind. I knew what it was.

“Lyon!” I commanded through thought. “What was that all about? What happened?”

A howl echoed through my mind. “She’s our mate!” Lyon exclaimed.

Mate?! The daughter of the Wisdom family was supposed to be my Luna? I couldn’t believe that the Moon Goddess was capable of such jokes and trickery.

I'm a witch. I saw the future. Alpha Xavier will rule the kingdom and kill my whole family.
He's taking revenge on us since my grandfather chose to align with his enemy.
I can't just sit back and let that happen. So I decided to propose to him and get him killed before our fate's set.
Yet, the moon goddess says otherwise...
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“Will you marry me, Alpha Xavier?” I asked and bowed slightly. Lord Xavier is currently the Alpha of the Leonard family.
Apparently, he’s been hailed as one of the strongest men on the continent—and the most handsome. Not like that matters to me but I guess it’s a plus.
“Excuse me?” The man stared at me in disbelief. “If have to repeat myself, will you marry me?” I looked up at Xavier who hadn’t moved a muscle nor taken his eyes off of me.
He just needs to accept my proposal already! This silence and waiting is unbearable! I’m offering you money and power.
What more could you possibly— “I accept your marriage proposal.” Xavier interrupted my thoughts and released his hold on me. I’ve succeeded! Another step closer to your death, my Lord…

------- Xavier’s POV

I accepted the witch girl’s proposal and walked out of the parlor without looking back at her. How could I?
My heart raced inside of my chest, though I knew that these beats weren’t my own. Throughout the entire ordeal, something itched in the back of my mind. I knew what it was.
“Lyon!” I commanded through thought. “What was that all about? What happened?” A howl echoed through my mind.
“She’s our mate!” Lyon exclaimed. Mate?! The daughter of the Wisdom family was supposed to be my Luna? I couldn’t believe that the Moon Goddess was capable of such jokes and trickery.

"You will not touch her. Don't even try." Alexander’s voice echoes through the hall, stopping his own uncle in his tracks.

The air in the Kireev mansion is thick enough to choke on. I stand frozen, my back against the cold marble, trapped between the three men who now control my fate.

Alexander, the Vor, the King. He looks at me not with affection, but with the cold calculation of a man assessing his most valuable asset. "She goes with me,"

But Dmitri... Dmitri doesn't obey orders. He steps in front of me. His hand slides around my waist, possessing me in front of everyone. "She’s already chosen, Alexander," he growls, the vibration of his chest against my back making my knees weak. "I’m going with her. No one will stop me."

And then there’s Viktor, leaning against the doorway, watching his brothers tear each other apart over me with a wicked, twisted smile. "Good luck, little fox," he whispers, his eyes stripping me bare. "The wolf isn't one to play with."

I realize then that I haven't just returned home. I've walked into a war zone, and I am the prize.


Harper Petrovsky thought she escaped her destiny, but she walked straight into the lion's den. Forced to live with the Kireev brothers to claim her inheritance, she finds herself trapped in a web of power, danger, and forbidden desire. Viktor wants to play her, Alexander wants to control her,
and Dmitri wants to claim her. In a world where blood is currency, Harper must decide: will she bow to the Kireevs, or will she bring them to their knees?

Maria has always dreamed of freedom, but her life has been shaped by decisions beyond her control. It was tormenting, but everything changes after she becomes engaged to Rico. She can’t have the life she wanted but at least, she gets to be with the man she loves.

Or so she thinks—until she witnesses him mercilessly kill someone in front of her. Her whole world collapsed.

Falling in love with the devil himself, Maria realizes staying with him means sacrificing her dream of freedom. So she runs, determined to never be found by him.

But she can only hope.

Rico believes they belong together, and he'll do anything to prove it.

For Maria, the only true escape may be in death.

Never ever make a promise you cannot keep
Everyone should know that, including Alpha Romero, Eclipse Howl's most beloved future leader.
We were just pups when I saved his life. He assured me that one day he would make me his Luna, to love me unconditionally
My faith in him is steadfast
Patiently I await our coming of age, the moment when he must act on his word
In the meantime, I make sure all my rivals know whom they're dealing with
They’d better know who I am, the girl waiting in the dark, the promised Luna of the Eclipse Howl Pack…

Dimitri Valor came into my life and sparked a fire in me I never knew existed. I’m drawn to him in a way I’ve never been to anything or anyone in my life. I desired his touch like a drug, even while knowing it would set fire to me.

Beautiful, brilliant, jagged, fervent, and he’s also my boss. Total cliche right? The world is his for the taken. He had just about anything he ever desired but underneath it all he still has needs. Needs anyone could fulfill but I was chosen for the job.

I was fine being his perfect little assistant until the day he asks me for something I never expected.

A new role in his life.

As his wife.

The story opens by showing the sharp contrast between Chloe and Maria’s lives.
After a devastating accident, Chloe’s world shifts overnight. Forced to transfer to a new school, she takes on a part time job to help support her mom. Juggling work and studies, Chloe fights to build a good life for her family.
Across town, Maria glides through the halls of Crestwood Academy, her designer heels clicking on marble floors. She’s untouchable, surrounded by friends who follow her every word.
One evening, both families receive shocking news, the hospital where Chloe and Maria were born has uncovered a decades old mistake, a nurse confessing. DNA tests confirm the unthinkable, the girls were switched at birth.
Suddenly, Chloe must leave behind the only life she’s ever known and step into Maria’s world, while Maria is forced to move into Chloe’s modest home and attend public school.
The switch leaves both girls reeling and sets the stage for rivalry, jealousy, and romance.

Emily Anderson once believed in love, family, and second chances. But when tragedy strikes, the man she trusted most, James Carter, becomes her cruelest tormentor. Haunted by the death of his mother and unborn child, James is determined to make Emily pay, no matter the cost.

Forced to live under the same roof, Emily struggles to protect her fragile younger brother, Oliver. But when James demands Oliver's kidney to save his own son, Emily's world begins to unravel. Her pleas are ignored, her sacrifices go unseen and soon, the line between justice and vengeance blurs.

As betrayal mounts from all sides—family, friends, and even fate—Emily is stripped of everything she holds dear. But in the depths of despair, something awakens within her. A spark. A purpose.

What began as a woman begging for mercy becomes a relentless fight for dignity, truth, and revenge. But just how far is Emily willing to go—and how much more does she have left to lose?

From #1 New York Times Bestselling author Vi Keeland comes a new, sexy standalone novel.The first time I met Max Yearwood was on a blind date.Max was insanely gorgeous, funny, and our chemistry was off the charts. He also had the biggest dimples I’d ever laid eyes on.Exactly what I needed after my breakup.Or so I thought…Until my real date arrived.Turned out, Max wasn’t who I was there to meet. He only pretended to be until my real date showed up.To say I was disappointed would be an understatement.Before he left, he slipped me a ticket to a hockey game a few blocks away, in case things didn’t work out on my actual date.I tossed the ticket into my purse and went about trying to enjoy the man I was supposed to meet.But my real blind date and I had no connection.So on my way home, I decided to take a chance and stop by the game.When I arrived, the seat next to me was empty.Disappointed again, I decided to leave at the end of the period.Just before the buzzer, one of the teams scored, and the entire arena went crazy.A player’s face flashed up on the Jumbotron. He was wearing a helmet, but I froze when he smiled.You guessed it: Dimples.Apparently, my fake blind date hadn’t invited me to watch hockey with him, he’d invited me to watch him play.And so began my adventure with Max Yearwood.He was everything I needed at the time—fun, sexy, up for anything, and only around for a few months since he’d signed with a new team three-thousand miles away.Max proposed we spend the summer helping me forget my ex. It sounded like a good plan. Things couldn’t get too serious when we had an expiration date. Right?Though, you know what they say about the best-laid plans.

Emily's Sanchez worst nightmare comes alive when her five years old daughter is diagnosed with

Kidney failure. Heartbroken and distraught, Emily must do everything to save her daughter's life but

her hands her tied when she cannot afford the money for the treatment. Her life takes a turn when

fate brings her face to face with a strange man who offers to pay her child's hospital bills but at a

costly price. Is this price too much to pay for the life of her child?

The book tells the love story between Ava and Caleb. Ava is a successful CEO, who lives alone in the Neutral City as she lost her parents in an accident and has no contact with the rest of her family as she is the fruit of a forbidden love since Ava’s father was the powerful Alpha Julien of the Valgerd pack. He would be the successor who would command all his people and the family business, therefore, should marry a strong woman to become his Luna. The problem was that he fell in love with a human, which was totally forbidden and with that, knowing that his love was in danger of life, he abandoned his life and power and fled with his wife to the Neutral City, where, in addition to building an enormous patrimony, built a family, Ava being the fruit of this great love.
As the years pass, Alpha Julien needs his son to stop a war and orders Caleb, his adopted grandson, to look for him and take him back, but fate binds him to Ava and much can happen.

"I have a proposal.” Nicholas softly stroked my skin as he watched me. “I want children. And I want you to help me with that.” He wanted me to give him a child! "In return, I will give you everything you could ever want.”


Orphaned and with no place to call home, Willow's only chance at happiness was to attend college. When her scholarship fell through, she could only contact Nicholas Rowe, a mysterious and downright sinful billionaire, to give her the money she rightfully deserves.

How would she have known that not only would he be willing to fund her education, but he also wanted her to be the mother of his children! This was not part of the plan. But when faced with temptation, Willow could only accept the indecent proposal and fall into the older man's clutches.

Will their relationship last? What will happen when the ghosts of Nicholas’ past appear to tear the couple apart? Can they survive the storm?

Madison agrees to marry James for the sake of her family's business—only to uncover his affair with her adopted sister on their wedding day. Before she can escape the scandal, explicit photos of her are leaked, her parents are arrested, and her entire world collapses overnight.
Homeless and betrayed, Madison crosses paths with Alex, a powerful CEO whose company is crumbling after his fiancée's public betrayal. To save both their reputations, he offers her a bold deal: a fake marriage.
In front of the cameras, they're the perfect couple. Behind closed doors, sparks fly and tempers clash. But as Madison digs deeper into her parents'case, buried secrets and old lovers resurface—threatening to destroy the fragile trust growing between them.
Will this marriage of convenience turn into something real, or will the lies from their past tear them apart once more?

Xander Redent is the son of Jordan Redent a.k.a the owner of the York Company which makes him very very rich. Not only rich but he was blessed with a brilliant brain and charming face. Of course with that package of perfectness, he's a playboy.

Athena Lemiere is the daughter of Matthew Lemiere. Just like her dad, she's cold, tough and a rock head but she has her clumsiness from her mom which makes her very attractive. Her dream is to be a mechanic, she loves dealing with cars since she was a little kid. She can spend time in the garage for hours to learn about it.

Xander and Athena met when they were a child since their parents are business partners. Xander's family move to New York from England when Xander was 17 so they both ended up in the same school since then. The attraction between them was undeniable. They hooked up once and after that the two of them rejected each other. Ever since then, they hate each other so much until they can't even be in one room until one day.. one big announcement change everything.

PLAYBOY SERIES: TGLES #1 :

TGLES #1 : Black & Red
TGLES #2 : Belong To Me

“Don’t go. Do as he says,” grandmother said. Suzanne blinked and looked into her grandmother’s face.

“Grandmama?”

Grandmother’s eyes were no longer glazed, and she had spoken with such clarity when usually, her speech was slurred. At that very moment, Suzanne had no doubt that her grandmother’s mind was crystal clear.

Grandmother held onto Suzanne’s hand and gently pried open her palm, revealing the black mark. Grandmother’s eyes narrowed as she traced her bony finger on Suzanne’s palm before staring back at Suzanne.

“This,” she pointed at Suzanne’s palm, “This is the mark of the beast.”

I'm going to propose.
I knew Thomas loved me. I could feel it in the way he looked at me, the way he held me like I was his whole world. And I loved him just as much. We were ready- I was ready. So why drag it out?
Heart pounding, I took one last sip of the drink I had been nursing for an hour, hoping it would give me a little more courage.
I walked up to him and, without giving myself time to overthink, I blurted it out. "I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"
Silence. An impossibly long, heavy silence.
And then, the reply, "Well, that's… unexpected."
That voice- it wasn't Thomas' voice. It was deeper, smoother, a voice that sent a chill down my spine.
Standing there, eyebrows raised, was the CEO. The CEO. Looking every bit as shocked as I felt.
Oh. My. God.
I had just proposed… to my boss.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry," I stammered, my face probably turning ten shades of red. "I thought you were- this is so embarrassing, I-"
But he didn't look horrified. He was… smiling? And then, as if the universe hadn't humiliated me enough, he said, "Yes."


Her plan was flawless: surprise her secret boyfriend with a heartfelt proposal on Valentine's Day. Simple, romantic, perfect- until one drunken mistake turned everything upside down.
Now, she's somehow stuck in a fake engagement with her boss. As if that wasn't messy enough, she discovers her boyfriend has been sneaking around with someone else.
Her one reason to escape this charade is gone. But the longer she plays the role of his fiancee, the harder it gets to remember it's all pretend...

Faced with the dying Demon King's curse, my princess fiancée threw herself in front of the mage, shielding him with everything she had.

She shoved my battered, bleeding body toward the demon's most vicious curse.

Three years later, she arrived at my homeland with the kingdom's knights.

"Where is Lord Hero? I'm here to marry him."

The old man at the village entrance glanced at her:

"The Hero? He's been dead for a year now."

She froze.

Behind her, the knights who had served me loyally finally drew their swords.

"Your Highness, give us back our Hero!"

Three years ago, I married the man I love most, and I thought we would always be happy for the rest of our lives.

But that woman returned home and my husband's heart was taken from her again.

I was wrongly accused, insulted, and I lost everything, but I still couldn't get his heart back.

I finally decided to get a divorce, but he changed his mind again ......

I was reborn, back to the moment before I was dragged to death by motorcycles in the wasteland.

In my previous life, I listened to the moral blackmail of the saintly female lead Daisy and used my abilities to desperately save a motorcycle gang surrounded by zombies.

As a result, I was severely injured from ability overexertion, and these ungrateful wolves used me as a tool to establish dominance, dragging me to death with motorcycles across the wasteland.

Before I died, Daisy was still there crying: "We tried our best, this isn't our fault."

Now that I have a second chance, she stands before me again shouting:

"Cole! What are you standing there for? Go save them! Those people are going to die! You have abilities, you must save them!"

Looking at her hypocritical saintly face, rage burned in my chest.

Why should my abilities save ungrateful wolves? Why should my life be a stepping stone for others?

The kindness of fools is worthless!

So I threw her out to feed the zombies!

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner refuses to meet with you."

Two months later.

"Sorry, Mr. Robert the prisoner still refuses to meet with you."

Six months later

"Sorry, Mr. Robert, the prisoner is firm and still refuses to meet with you."

One year later.

"Mr. Robert, sorry, we asked, and she refuses to meet with you, persistently."

Two years later.

"Mr. Robert, she doesn't want to see you."

The female guard in uniform politely spoke to the man in front of her.

Upon hearing this, the man paused and then said to the female guard.

"You tell her for me that I will marry her when she comes out."

Anna doesn't believe that a man who has been in love for ten years will betray her.

In the adjournment room, Anna sat sluggishly on the chair. Two days in court left her exhausted.

"Robert, do you really want to push me to hell?"

"Your father pushed my mother into the sea, and I'll make his daughter's life worse than death. It s fair, right?"

Anna eyes were flled with tears, but she stubbornly raised her head and held it back.

When she looked at Robert again, she took on a pleading look and said,

"For the sake of the past ten years we have been together, would you drop your case?"

Robert stood up, looking at her from a high position, coldly snorted.

"Heh, I have been waiting this day for ten years. How could | drop it?"

Looking at her miserable appearance, Robert heart seemed to have cracked a ittle. He frowned, suppressing that feeling, and cruelly said:

"But you still have some time left. Next week is my engagement party with Lily. This is the invitation, and you are welcome to attend."

He dumped the invitation on Scarlet's body with contempt, and walked away without looking back.

Anna looked at the white invitation letter, as if the last ounce of her strength had been taken away. She fell into a chair, and could not even breathe.

When she and Robert were together, he never said he wanted to marry her.

Now he was getting married, and she was going to jail.

Anna hung her head, covered her face with both hands, and let the tears fall all over her cheeks.

When the trial started again, Anna stood quietly at the defendant's table and listened to the judge's statement.

" Defendant!"

Anna came back to her senses, and instead of looking at the judge, she looked at Robert.

Suddenly, she smiled, quiet and well- behaved, just like the first time when they met and she called him "honey' '.

Robert.' heart trembled by her gaze as if something was flowing away.

"Robert., my father is dead, and he had it coming, and I also have to go to jail."

"From now on, we are even! The past ten years, I will pretend I never met you....

Tears broke out from Anna eyes; she turned her head to the judge and said,

"I plead guilty!"

Two years ago, my best friend Maddie knelt in front of me, crying as she borrowed $50,000.
The very next day, she vanished off the face of the earth. No explanation, no apology, not even a single text message.
I was left carrying her toxic debt. I lost my fiancé, and I lost my ability to trust anyone.
Until one late night, a call came in from an unknown number originating in an abandoned mining district in West Virginia.
On the other end of the line, Maddie said she was getting married. She had the money ready—every last cent.
The wedding venue was a ruined church deep in the mountains, abandoned for a decade. The time: Friday, midnight.

Let’s get one thing straight. I didn’t fall into this deal, I walked into it with my eyes wide open.

My boyfriend, Luke, is the absolute love of my life. He’s also the reason we owe a small fortune to a man who collects debts with a baseball bat who now sends his thugs to intimidate and threaten us.

So when the hauntingly handsome Valois Cavendish started appearing in my diner like a storm waiting to happen, I didn’t just notice, I calculated.

He watched me with a gaze that felt like a touch. I watched him back and saw a solution.

His offer was obscenely simple: one night with him, one million dollars, and our debt disappears. I told myself it was for Luke. A strategic sacrifice for the man I loved. A transaction and nothing more.

But let’s be real, Valois was never just a rich guy with too much time and cash. He was a door into a world I didn’t know existed, and the pull I felt toward him wasn’t just attraction. It was a revelation. I said yes to save Luke and I walked into that penthouse for the money.

I stayed for the way his presence rewired my very soul and made Luke’s touches feel like child’s play.

Now I’m caught between the man I’d die for and the one who makes me feel truly alive in a hidden world of ancient power where every choice has a price. I played the game to erase a debt. But the real cost? That might just be my heart.

Ella Brennan spent four years making herself smaller for a man who never once looked at her.

She dressed the way he liked. Spoke when spoken to. Swallowed everything that might inconvenience him.

Then his mistress fed her four-year-old son peanuts — knowing he was allergic — and her husband stood by and watched.

That was the night Ella stopped surviving and started planning.


What follows is thirty days of brutal underground training, one high-stakes infiltration of a mob boss's private bar, and a slow, deliberate dismantling of everyone who thought she was already dead.

She's not the heroine who forgives.

She's not the heroine who heals and moves on.

She's the heroine who walks back in through the front door and burns the whole thing down.

"She came in as a corpse. She left as a weapon."

I’m Elena. My mother died when I was 10. After that, my dad married my mom’s friend, who was his secretary too.
And now I’m lying on her son’s arm. I never thought he would do it with me. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and singing a song that had previously been recited by Mom. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up slowly.
It was going to be dawn soon. I put my voice down. He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I attempted to loosen his grip.
In anguish, I closed my eyes. My lower back and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently put his head on the seat and smiled at him. I softly called his name, “Paul.”
“You know how much I love you."
“But now it’s irrelevant to me,” I said as I stroked his hair.
“Are you sure you love me?”
“Then you gave me the ability to hurt you, too.”
I kissed him on the lips right after saying. I got out of the car after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn’t feel any pain. The wound on my back had already turned black and crimson. I made my way to my room.
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Paul Wilson is a boy with paranoid disorder who falls in love with Elena D'souza, who was his childhood friend. But it appears that their fates do not have to be tied together. For various reasons, they begin to break apart. She despises him more than anything else, but Paul desires complete possession of her. Because of his nature, he hurts her, but if someone else harms her, he doesn't hesitate to hurt them as well.

Can his paranoid love overcome the barriers and unite them? Can Elena change him for the better?

"There was no need to utter the word rejection as you not loving and wanting me was enough to know I'm being rejected as your mate"
Adassah Rumanoff was just turned eighteen when she finally met him. The one the moon goddess made for her alone but already in love with another.
As words of a song echo, "what do you get when you fall in love? You only get lies and pain and sorrow."
The last book of our ‘Rejection’ series.
Love Xox
Nica

"Move!"
"Ouch!" She glared at me. "Must you act this way towards me even if you and Katherine are in a relationship, can't you at least act friendly with me?"
"Relationship?" I scoffed. "Don't delude yourself!"
"I saw you both."
I smirked and grabbed her hands. "Who was kissing Hinn today?" Her eyes dilated, I was sure she was not expecting me to see that. "You belong to me and no one else!"

Robin Heisten a handsome man that grabs a lot of attention wherever he goes but was known as a cold person with no feelings, his past has been a mess but just crossing path with a girl he met once had been the only warm memory he has left in his heart.

But what happens when he finally saw her but discovered she has feelings for someone else?
Would he let the only lady that warms his heart go?

When I accepted the Global War Photography Award at the ceremony, a reality TV crew crashed through the velvet ropes, their cameras flashing like strobes at a crime scene.
"Ms. Evelyn Vance!"
The host shoved a microphone in my face. "After twenty years of silence, are you still holding a grudge against your father? Just because he saved the neighbor's orphaned child first and left you in that burning building?"
I looked up, past the blinding lights, toward the figure at the edge of the crowd. Robert Bennett.
He pushed through and stepped forward, his calloused hands trembling as they closed around my cold fingers.
"Nora, Kayla's parents didn't make it out. Under those circumstances, I had to get that newly orphaned child to safety first."
His eyes pleaded with me. "You're my daughter. You understand, don't you?"
I stared at those hands imprisoning mine, then pulled my lips into a cold smile and wrenched free.
"You've got the wrong person," my voice was ice. "There's no Nora here. My name is Evelyn Vance."

"Violet Goldcrest," Daemon's voice was thunder, vibrating through the wet ground and into my bones. "You have failed as Luna."
I knelt in the mud, the agony of rejection tearing through me as I watched him walk away with pregnant Celeste.
"I, Daemon Blackwood," he intoned coldly, "reject you as my mate."
I had loved him for ten years—until he humiliated me in a public Rejection Ceremony, abandoned me for another woman, and waged war on my pack. My parents died protecting me. I died alone, broken by his betrayal.
Then I woke up... three years earlier.
This time, I'm done begging for his love.
"I'll make you a bet, Daemon," I say when he dismisses my offer to break our bond. "Soon, you won't just accept this rejection—you'll beg for it."
He stares at me with icy disdain. "I. Don't. Beg."
I sigh. As the one who's lived this before, I know what's coming. Daemon will meet his true mate, fall madly for her, and finally set me free. All I have to do is wait.
But then... things get weird.
The man who once spent months away from me now watches my every move. He interrogates me about other males. And when he does meet Celeste, he doesn't reject me like he's supposed to.
He rejects her instead.

Iris Quinn had a life worth having—until her father’s arrest stripped it all away.
The charges are a lie, orchestrated by the one family she’s always loathed: the Laurents. When Caesar Laurent offers a cold-blooded trade—her hand in marriage for her father's freedom, Iris realizes exactly who she’s dealing with.
The contract arrives before she's finished being angry. Two years minimum. No escape clause.
Caesar doesn't want her heart; he doesn't even pretend to. But he underestimated one thing: Iris Quinn has spent her life refusing to be controlled, and she isn't about to start now.
Caesar is used to winning. Iris is used to surviving. Neither expected the other to be quite this good at the game. She was supposed to be his prisoner—he wasn't supposed to lose sleep over her.

I remember that frost-covered train door like it was the last thing I ever saw. Because it was.
The escape spot I’d spent three years scraping together? My fiancée was sitting in it, wearing my parka. Her brother had my hiking boots on his feet. Her mother clutched the medical kit I’d carried six miles through ash-covered roads. And Caleb Frost—the ex she’d sworn was just “someone from the past”—stood in the seat that should have been mine, lifting my silver emergency flask in a toast.
While I froze out in the subzero ash storm, my lungs burning like they were filled with shards of broken glass, they turned their backs to me under the warm yellow light inside.
Then I woke up.
The calendar read May 3, 2041. Exactly one year before the Yellowstone chain eruption would turn the northern hemisphere into a frozen grave.
On the TV, experts were still downplaying the volcanic tremors, insisting there was no immediate risk to the public. My fiancée walked into the bedroom wearing one of my white shirts, carrying coffee in the blue mug she’d bought with my card. She reached for my forehead, asking if I’d had a bad dream.
None of them know I’ve already died once.
They’re still plotting how to make me pay for her brother’s failed investments, how to sneak texts to her old boyfriend, how to use me as their most obedient, most useful doormat until the world ends. I’ve sold the downtown office towers, mortgaged the lakefront house, bought the abandoned geothermal station no one wanted in the dead mountains, and signed a stack of engineering contracts they’ll never bother to read.
They still smile and thank me, tell me I’m the best fiancé in the world.
They have no idea who will be holding the key to the door, when the sky goes dark forever and the snow never stops falling.

Bree remembers the time in high school when Trent almost kissed her. Now, years later, she's still thinking about what could've been. She graduates from college and becomes a successful musician, but when she's hired to sing at a wedding, she has no idea what she's walking into.
Trent fell in love with Bree when they were just kids, but the timing was never right. So... he's with someone else, and he loves her. But when Bree is hired to sing at his wedding, all of those old feelings come back. How can he break off what he has with his fiancee for what might be with Bree?
Will the two of them ever get together?

Money buys everything but not love, how about when he paid you just to be with you and slowly you fall in love with him?

They say the devil knows your name before you ever see his face.

Cedric Santos learns this truth in the private booth of New York’s most exclusive club, serving champagne to the man who holds his family’s life in his hands. Gianni Falcone, New York’s newest kingpin, smiles like he knows every secret Cedric is hiding. Because he does.

Desperate to pay his father’s $500,000 mafia debt, Cedric agrees to work undercover for the police with Gianni as the target. Except Gianni is actually Gus Franco, the invisible boy from high school who witnessed Cedric’s greatest humiliation. Who has been obsessively in love with him for six years, who orchestrated everything; the debt, the desperation, and the carefully constructed trap, just to make Cedric his.

What starts as espionage turns into seduction. Every touch is a claim, every kiss is a threat, and Cedric finds himself falling for the monster who destroyed his life to remake it in his image.

Detective Marcus Chen offers a way out, but Gianni offers everything else, only if Cedric surrenders to him completely.

In a game where love and control are indistinguishable, the only way out is deeper in.

Minerva “Mina” Hayes thought marrying Tristan Johnston meant forever—until the night their marriage was announced and he stood beside another woman, letting the world brand Mina as the shameless third party. Betrayed, pregnant, and abandoned, she vanished without a trace, vowing never to love him again.

Three years later, Mina returns—not as the broken woman he left behind, but as a powerful CEO with her own empire. Now, the billionaire who once destroyed her is desperate to have her back. But Mina has learned her lesson. This time, she refuses to be his hidden wife—she’ll be the woman who makes him regret everything.

Yet as buried truths begin to surface, the lines between betrayal and sacrifice start to blur… 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲, 𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘂𝗽 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁

“You belong to me, Freya.”

“No,” I whispered, staring into his cold gray eyes. “I never belonged to anyone.”

Leopold Gray’s jaw tightened.

The most powerful man in the country wasn’t used to hearing the word no.

And that might be exactly why he became obsessed with me.

After losing her parents, Freya Raphael was raised inside one of the wealthiest families in the city.

To outsiders, she was the beloved niece of the Fergus family.

Behind closed doors, she was nothing more than a carefully controlled possession.

Every decision she made was monitored.

Every dream she had was taken away.

Every success she earned was stolen and handed to someone else.

But Freya learned long ago how to survive.

She smiles when she's angry.

She obeys when she wants to fight.

And she hides her sharpest claws behind the face of a perfect lady.

Then one reckless night changes everything.

After being betrayed and abandoned, Freya wakes up beside a stranger—a devastatingly handsome billionaire she never expects to see again.

Unfortunately, fate has other plans.

The stranger turns out to be Leopold Gray, the feared patriarch of the Gray family.

A billionaire kingmaker.

A ruthless empire builder.

A man powerful enough to destroy anyone who stands in his way.

And the very man her guardian plans to offer her to as a mistress.

Now Freya finds herself trapped between a possessive guardian who refuses to let her go, a dangerous billionaire determined to uncover her secrets, and a charming heir whose kindness may be hiding secrets of his own.

Everyone wants something from her.

Her beauty.

Her loyalty.

Her future.

But none of them realize that the obedient girl they think they control has been planning her escape for years.

Because Freya isn't just fighting for freedom anymore.

She's fighting for revenge.

And when Leopold finally discovers the truth about that unforgettable night...

Will he become the man who saves her—

Or the one who destroys her completely?

I am Mandy Langley, 42 years old, CEO of Sterling International. In Manhattan's cutthroat business world, I'd earned the name "Ice Queen."
Five years divorced, my ex-husband's parting words still stung—he'd called me cold as stone, said I was nothing but a dictator even in bed.
He had no idea my frost was a facade, hiding an emptiness and a craving no one could touch.
I controlled billions in assets, yet I lay awake every night, consumed by a single thought: I wanted a man to make me let go, to force me to surrender completely.
That man walked into my office three years ago, and I'd been drowning ever since.
Allen Thorne, my chief assistant, 28 years old—too young, shamefully young, and yet I couldn't resist him.
A year ago, I discovered the truth: he was the CEO of Vortex Capital, my rival, planted here to destroy me.
I should've fired him on the spot. Instead, I kept him close, pretending it was to watch him, when really, I just couldn't let him go.
Dangerous, magnetic, ruthlessly in control—he was everything I shouldn't want. I never exposed him. I fell harder instead.
I buried this forbidden desire, but every day he was there, right in front of me, taunting me.
What was I supposed to do? Cut him loose—or let him claim me?

"We can only take one more person! Any heavier and we ALL go down!"

In the middle of a raging forest fire, my fiancé Carter Hayes was piloting a fuel-leaking helicopter, forced to choose between me and my cousin Lily Sterling.

He chose me.

Lily was left behind in the inferno. She burned.

I thought surviving made me lucky — until my parents slapped me across the face at my wedding. "Why wasn't it YOU who died?"

Turns out, I was never the one they wanted to save.

Carter married me, then spent five years making me wish I'd died in that fire instead. He and my parents worked together, systematically stripping away my dignity, my career, and every reason I had to keep living.

Three years into my depression, I jumped from the top floor of the Hayes estate.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself back before the fire — before the helicopter took off, before Carter made his choice.

This time, I spoke first. "Take Lily."

If they all wanted me dead, then I'd give them exactly what they wanted.

I am a hero. The saint's husband.
A country boy chosen by the temple.
I fight, I fight, I fight.
All for the saint, for the temple.
But it wasn't until I was drained of blood and dying on the altar that I finally heard clearly what the saint and her childhood sweetheart were saying:
"If you become a hero and marry the saint, you'll have to surrender your soul to the temple. I don't want you to lose your soul."
"Then let's just find some country boy to be the hero. It won't matter if he dies."
Oh, so that's how it is.
You should have said so earlier.
I can defeat the Demon Lord just fine without the saint.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the wedding ceremony.
This time, someone else should be on the altar.

"She was MINE before. How could I have known she would find another man so quickly?"
Dresden Wade was pretty sure the goddess was punishing him. Married for half a decade to his childhood sweetheart without a child, he is desperate for a chance to fight his wrongs when he sees her again.
His TRUE mate. The woman he scorned and humiliated all those years ago.
Except that now, she is standing holding hands with another Alpha.
Mara Reid wants nothing to do with the surly, arrogant Alpha that used to be her mate. He had made the earlier parts of her adulthood traumatic to say the least.
So why did meeting him again feel like coming home?
Why did her traitorous heart skip whenever he called her name?

In the moonlit mating gathering, Prince Lucien Kassel publicly rejects his fated mate Elara Ashwyn, declaring,
“I, Prince Lucien Kassel, take Seraphine Elvyr as my chosen mate,”
while Elara stands broken before the entire Wolf Kingdom.

Years later, after Elara has built a new life and secretly raised their daughter Mira, Lucien corners her:
“I never stopped loving you, Elara Ashwyn. I rejected you to save you from the white witches who wanted you dead.”

Elara’s furious reply cuts deep:
“You watched them brand me like livestock and call me a dark witch, Lucien Kassel. I wish I had never met you.”

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In a world where wolf shifters prize strength above all, powerless orphan Elara Ashwyn survives brutal pack abuse and public rejection by Crown Prince Lucien Kassel only to discover she carries forbidden dark witch blood and secretly bears his child, Mira. Forced apart for seven years, Elara rises as a fierce corporate lawyer while Lucien becomes king, haunted by his sacrificial choice to protect her. When their paths collide again, old wounds reopen amid royal conspiracies, white-witch covens, and a daughter with explosive powers.

This unique blend of rejected-mates angst, secret-baby redemption, and witch-shifter politics delivers raw emotion, steamy second-chance passion, and a heroine who claims her crown on her own terms.

Will Elara Ashwyn forgive the man who shattered her, or will their cursed bond destroy them both?

She was his weakness. He was her nightmare.

Aanya Verma is a quiet, soft-spoken girl from a small town who moves to the city for college. With dreams of becoming a teacher and making her late mother proud, she keeps her head down and avoids trouble.
Rafael "Raaz" Singh is the ruthless, feared leader of the Black Viper Syndicate. Cold, calculated, and dangerously charming, he has built his empire on blood, fear, and loyalty.

What happens when the innocent soul saves the devil itself and now the devil itself has made her his obsession.
will she able to fight him or surrender before his obsession.

For three years, I tried everything to win Alexander's heart, only to end up with terminal cancer and the devastating news that his first love was returning home.

Clutching my medical diagnosis, I signed the divorce papers and walked away from the life I'd spent three years building, leaving it all for him and his true love.

But then something unexpected happened—Alexander dropped his cold facade and went crazy looking for me everywhere.

He claimed he'd never loved anyone but me...

Asalea’s eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. “Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her.

“Yours Madam.” He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” he said again handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds.

“What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise.

“This is your wedding Madam.” The man repeated his prior statement.

“Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again.

“You will know later on. Be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man step aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome.

Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, her veil with tiara, and the venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves.

With chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front.

Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured.

Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him.

Asalea’s eyes grew big when she recognized the man.

“Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered and intensely looked at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.

When Carol Bennett caught her long-time boyfriend cheating, she didn't cry or beg. Instead, she exposed the scandal online, turning him into a viral disgrace overnight. Then, without looking back, she agreed to a marriage of convenience with Ethan Mitchell, a powerful billionaire suffering from a terminal illness—her estranged father's carefully arranged match.
On their wedding night, Ethan handed her a cold-hearted prenup and warned her not to expect love, money, or a future. Fine by Carol. She played her role perfectly, calling him "husband" with a sweet smile while keeping her heart locked away.
But the aloof CEO who once wanted nothing to do with her is now the one chasing her. One kiss, one glance, and suddenly he's breaking his own rules.
"Carol, kiss me."
She smirks, her fingers trailing along his collarbone. "Falling for me already, Mr. CEO? Looks like you're the one breaking the contract."
Who would've thought the dying billionaire would end up begging for a second chance?

Seren Han was just another broke student eating instant noodles and mocking bad romance webnovels online—until a ridiculous accident killed her mid-rant.

When she wakes up, it’s inside the very story she was criticizing. Worse, she’s not the heroine destined for love, but Seren Nightwind, the villainess omega fated for rejection and disgrace at the Mate Ceremony.

And then comes the System.

Quests. Penalties. Ridiculous missions like “Laugh at the heroine” and “Seduce the Alpha.”

Every command pushes her closer to ruin, but refusing carries consequences she can’t ignore.

Trapped between the Moon Goddess’s script and the System’s threats, Seren has only one question:

How do you survive when the story itself wants you to lose?

Daphne has always lived wild. Fast cars, late parties, breaking rules, that’s her way of keeping the emptiness quiet.
Until Michael Hayes walks into her life.

Cold. Stoic. Trained.
He’s everything she can’t stand and everything she can’t resist.

From their first clash, sparks ignite.
He calls her spoiled. She calls him boring.
But every argument ends with his hands pinning her against the wall and her lips begging for more.

Their secret grows harder to hide.
And Daphne learns that falling for her bodyguard isn’t just dangerous, it could destroy everything she’s ever known but a taste of it wasn't so bad.

Everyone says that karma is a bich, but I say fate is the real btch. Or else why did it play a cruel game of killing the man whom I love the most and then let another man with the same face barge into my life?
Yes. This is what happened to me. I didn't even stop crying after the funeral of my boyfriend when I was forced to marry by my cruel father. I protested, but the stakes were high to me. Not to my father, not to this other man, but to me.
I could have handled the situation in a better way, but the face of my contractual husband shattered me again.
Above all, I am a human, and he is a werewolf. And at the altar, he told me that I am his mate too. Yet he refused to mark me because he needs a powerful mate, not a pathetic human.
Cruel game of fate, right?