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He is the captain of the Frostfang Wolves. He is cold, famous and feared on and off the ice. I am just a new PR assistant trying to survive my first job at an elite hockey team. But everything changes the moment I meet Ryder Kane.

He is accused of a violent incident that could destroy his career and the team is desperate to fix his image. I am forced to work with him, even though he acts like I do not matter and pushes me away at every turn.

Then they make a decision that traps us together. We must pretend to be a couple for the cameras. It will be a fake relationship to save his career.

But Ryder does not follow rules and he does not pretend well. The closer I stay to him, the more I feel something strange between us. Something dangerous and impossible to explain.

Because every time he looks at me, it feels like he already knows me. And every time I try to walk away, something pulls me back to him again…

What if this fake relationship was never fake at all?

Keira Dormer is the good assassin twin, with a bad habit of putting king and country first.

After two failed engagements, bastard prince Aiden Condron thought he'd finally gotten Keira to choose joy over bloodshed.

He was on the verge of proposing when her mother died.

That same night, Keira told him it was never love and fled.

Aiden saw right through the lie. He tore cities apart looking for her, but assassins who don't want to be found, aren't.

Six months later, Aiden finally has a real shot with Elena Moore, the one who got away.

The problem? There's a reason they call Keira the good twin. Because there's a bad one.

When wild card Kate Dormer crashes Aiden's date and holds him at gunpoint, Keira appears like a ghost, gun drawn.

Aiden wants nothing to do with the woman who broke his heart. But with him on Kate's hit list, Keira can't leave him behind this time.

Her mother's murder remains unresolved, and everyone is demanding answers. But protecting Aiden was the whole reason she'd left him in the first place.

What's a girl to do but kidnap her former lover and force him into a fake engagement?

"Marry me. It's not kidnapping if you marry me."

He was an Alpha, Born to rule and dominate. And I was a Hunter, born to hunt and kill his kind. Our world was different; our beliefs were opposite. But fate brought us together. I should end his life, but every time I try, I end up in his bed. I don't know if it is the bond, or the irresistible attraction pulling us together. But one thing for sure; Even though we're enemies. I can't stop myself from falling in love with him. A Forbidden Love Between An Alpha And His Hunter Luna.

Calla spent her life unseen—the awkward girl next door, with messy hair and fragile bones, easy to ignore. Until the night of her eighteenth birthday, when the Moon Goddess revealed her fated mate: her arrogant stepbrother, Lucas, the golden boy of the wolves. He rejected her in front of everyone. Humiliated and heartbroken, Calla ran… and awakened a power no one could ignore.

She emerged beautiful and powerful. Now two dangerous men want her—Lucas, the mate who cast her aside, and Darius, her childhood crush and forbidden desire. Both would burn the pack to claim her.

The duckling is gone. The storm has arrived.

Ice slammed through my veins.
My throat locked up, crushed by an invisible fist. My body convulsed violently, mouth gaping open and shut, but no air came.
Through blurring vision, I saw my polished stepbrother Damien standing there, watching his watch—counting down the seconds I had left.
And Sophie—that scholarship kid who used to sob over dead ants—stood holding the empty syringe, her smile twisted and ugly. "Don't worry, Charlotte. I'll take real good care of your Ivy spot and your boyfriend."
The darkness swallowed me whole.

He’s my ruthless CEO by day. By night, he pretends to be the android I won in a lottery. I used him to get revenge, unaware every humiliation, every intimate night, was endured by Silas Vanguard himself. Once I uncovered his decade-long obsessive scheme, I decided to play along — and make him pay for every lie.

Just before Easter, my husband, Ethan Cole, surprised me by arranging a weeklong trip to Switzerland.
In ten years of marriage, it was the first time he had ever planned a vacation for me.
I thought he had finally remembered that I was human, too, and needed a break.
Then, one day, I accidentally overheard a conversation between him and our daughter, Ella.
"Daddy, if you and Sophia have a wedding, what will happen to Mommy?"
Ethan chuckled softly.
"It's just a ceremony. Nothing about our lives will change. Ella, keep this a secret for Daddy, and when I get back, I'll buy you that Barbie Dreamhouse you've always wanted."
I stood outside the door, feeling as though every drop of blood in my body had turned to ice.
So that was what this trip was really about.
It wasn't his way of making up for neglecting me. He was simply clearing his schedule so he could marry another woman.

In this house, there was an unspoken rule: every time my adopted sister, Sloane, fed her gambling addiction at the casino, I was the one who had to take the punishment.

When Sloane racked up five thousand dollars in gambling debt, I was locked inside a sub-zero freezer overnight.

When Sloane stole and sold the family jewelry, my parents pinned my shoulders down while my husband ruined my face with a red-hot branding iron.

They claimed that only by seeing me suffer would Sloane feel guilty enough to finally quit gambling.

Until, in a desperate attempt to teach Sloane one final lesson, they hired someone to stage a fake mobster debt collection.

What they didn't know was that the prop gun bought off the black market was loaded with a real bullet.

And as the bullet ripped through my heart, my husband simply kicked my twitching body, laughing as he complimented how realistic my blood pack looked.

Warm blood clogged my windpipe. I lay paralyzed on the floor, my consciousness fading away.

This time, the chip wagered on Sloane's behalf was my life.

The year I loved Edward the most, I was envied by everyone in Copper Valley.
They called me the priceless treasure in the palms of my father and my husband.
I was the most precious pregnant woman in the whole Copper Valley.
But before Christmas, when I went to give my husband a surprise, I saw him kissing the cheek of Angela, the daughter of my father's lover.
His friends praised his high-handed means, athat he could actually persuade me to have a fake marriage with him.
"Fake marriage?" I frowned.
Edward told them, "Lucy has everything. Angela has been a bastard for more than twenty years. I should compensate."
I left the club in despair and then replied to the mysterious text message on my phone.
[I can accept you as the nominal father of my child.]

I was captured by the one man I should fear most.

Commander Ruel is the Alpha King’s deadliest weapon. A war-forged Alpha feared by armies and obeyed by thousands. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable.

The moment his hand touches mine, everything changes.

He says I'm his prisoner, yet he keeps me chained beside his bed every night.

He says he doesn't want me, yet his wolf growls whenever another man gets too close.

Every day he fights the mate bond.

Every night he comes back to me anyway.

The man who shows mercy to no one becomes terrifyingly protective when it comes to me.

What neither of us expected is the truth hidden in my blood.

He was raised to destroy my kind.

I might be the last of them.

Now a kingdom wants me dead, a traitor wants his throne, and the only man capable of protecting me is the Alpha whose touch feels dangerously like home.

But if Ruel discovers what I truly am, he may become the one thing I can never survive.

On Christmas night, my own family stabbed me to death out in the snow. My beloved younger sister wore a grin as she said, "You’ll get to reunite with your dead husband soon enough."

When you're pregnant, your bf ghosted you immediately after you told him the news.
Your brother's buddy, Albert, the alpha billionaire, stepped in and offered you a job as his personal secretary.
Things got wild when you ran into your no-good bf again.
He provoked you, and impulsively, you kissed Albert for revenge.
Little did you know, Albert's fame meant that kiss was caught by a swarm of reporters.
Right then, Albert dropped to one knee in his sleek suit and reached out his hand.
"My dear, will you marry me?"

In a world dominated by werewolf power struggles, Deborah Parker is a tough and independent leader. The werewolf council forces her to marry Erick Olsen, a mysterious stranger. She expects it to be a cold, political move. But when they first touch, a solar eclipse occurs, and they discover they are the Lunar Heirs, descendants of a lost and powerful family.

Erick has always hidden his special healing powers, thinking they were a curse. Now, he's forced to marry Deborah, a strong leader. He finds out that her powers and his work together perfectly. Together, they can control powerful magic that hasn't been used in ages. But their growing abilities attract dangerous enemies: the Void Hunters from a dark dimension and Malachai Danvers, an evil wizard who has been manipulating their families for generations.

With enemies closing in and traitors in the council, Deborah and Erick ran away to the dangerous Ravenswood forest.

Now they have to rely on each other, and their unwilling partnership starts to grow into something stronger and more dangerous. Accepting their connection as mates means being vulnerable, something neither of them wants. Malachai wants to break that connection for his own evil plans. Deborah and Erick must decide: will they stay apart to stay safe, or will they trust each other and risk everything?

The supernatural world is heading towards a big change, where old prophecies are coming true, and another eclipse is coming. Deborah and Erick must learn that true strength isn't about being independent, but about accepting love. It's a love that could either save their people or destroy everything they care about.

She just wanted to pay her respects to her grandfather, but was ruthlessly expelled by the Smith family. A fake heiress? A farmer's daughter? The "country girl" they looked down upon turned out to be a top hacker, a piano master, and a medical genius! When the powerful Davis family fell for her and business tycoons supported her, the Smith family finally realized—they hadn't driven away a useless person, but an extraordinary talent! The revenge begins. She will reclaim everything that belongs to her!

There is nothing Iris loves more than curling up with a ridiculous werewolf romance, laughing her head off at every over-the-top, cringey scene and swooning at the shameless smut. But one night, partway through an e-novel by a mysterious "Author 456", she chokes on a Doritos chip, dies, and wakes up inside the story as the doomed heroine. Now she’s trapped in a medieval werewolf afterlife with bizarre werewolf laws, dangerously hot Alphas, and plotlines she knows will end in her eventual demise. There’s Alpha Kieran, her volatile, possessive fated mate who’ll tear kingdoms apart to keep her. And there’s Alpha Rowan, the charming first love who still holds a piece of her heart and isn’t afraid to fight for it. She's got only one goal; to survive long enough to find a way back home before her “tragic ending” catches up to her. Expect heated glances, possessive growls, steamy arguments that turn into even steamier reconciliations, and enough bedroom (and not-so-bedroom) scenes to make you blush in public. This is a laugh-out-loud, heart-racing, smut-laced romance you won’t be able to put down.

Going home was supposed to be simple.

For Anna, it meant summer nights by the lake, her mother's cooking, and slipping back into the life she left behind. Most of all, it meant Carly, her best friend, her constant, her home.

And Chris.

Carly's boyfriend. Off-limits. Untouchable.

Or at least... he should have been.

Because the moment Anna steps back into Millbrook, something feels wrong. The town is quieter. The air feels heavier. And Chris? He isn't the same boy she remembers.

He's colder. Stronger. Dangerous in a way that makes her heart race and her instincts scream.

Then come the dreams.

Running through moonlit fields. A voice calling her name. A presence she can't escape... or resist.

And when the truth finally surfaces, it shatters everything Anna thought she knew.

Chris isn't just her best friend's boyfriend.

He's an Alpha.

And somehow... impossibly...

He's her mate.

Torn between loyalty and a bond she can't break, Anna must decide, walk away and protect the only family she's ever known

Or surrender to the Alpha who was never meant to be hers.

Because in a town full of secrets, some fates are more dangerous than others... and loving him might cost her everything.

"I’ll give you my body." The words tasted like poison, but I had no choice.

I stood on the ledge of the window, trembling in my slip, the shredded remains of my gold wedding dress lying on the floor behind me. I had just escaped a forced marriage to a man I loathed, only to land straight into the territory of the devil himself.

Luciano Rocco. My childhood enemy. The man who wanted my family dead.

He looked at me with those cold, predator eyes, his hands in his pockets, unbothered by my desperation. "I’m not interested in your body, Valeria," he whispered, leaning closer until his breath ghosted against my ear. "I’m interested in making your life a living hell."

He didn't want sex. He wanted my soul. He wanted to use me to destroy my father. And I let him. I signed the contract.

183 days. That was the deal. I would be his fake fiancée to save myself from my father's wrath. But I didn't expect him to drag me back to the wedding hall, gun in hand, and kiss me in front of everyone just to prove a point.

"As of this moment, you are dead to me," my father spat.

Now I’m trapped in Luciano’s mansion, wearing his mother’s ring. He watches my every move. He taunts me. But when an assassin tried to kill him in my bedroom, I took the bullet for him. Why? Why did I save the monster who swore to break me?

And now, he’s sent my father a gift. A box containing the assassin’s severed head.

"You’re mine, Valeria," he told me, his eyes dark with a promise of violence. "You are not permitted to die until I say so."

I thought I was playing a game of survival, but I fear I’ve just walked willingly into a trap I can never escape.

By an accident, she became the glamorous daughter of Ocean family. When the real daughter comes back, she, as the false daughter, she neatly leaves this time. After being bullied by them, she decides to take what was taken from her past life and holds it firmly in her own hands. Dealing the bitch, kicking cheating philandering men, then goes to the top. She thought she would be alone all the time, but she never thought there is lifetime love awaiting for her...

"But, why are you driving me out of your mansion? You are my mate, why are you doing this to me, I thought you will be so…''

He interrupted. "Does it matter, do you think because I'm your mate, we will then, become lovers, get married and lived happily ever after, then, our lives will become a fairytale. Quit those thoughts and get your head straight to reality, beholding your sight alone is annoying, just forget that I'm ever your mate? I don't want to ever see you again."

"Why are you doing this, when…"

"If you don't understand a single word, I just said, should I throw you out this minute like some piece of trash before you understand me. I'm keeping you here in the meantime and that's just for today. Be prepared, so you can leave first thing tomorrow morning and I don't want to see you again."

Glimpsing at the Omega's expression was somewhat getting on his nerves, he will never tarnish his family, or his reputation because of him.

Never.


Liam Huxley is a twenty year old, a young handsome man, who comes from among the wealthiest family and suffered at the hands of his biological parents because he was an Omega and not an Alpha, when he was an heir to the pack. Even the Storm pack hated him for it and never accepted him. They mistreated him so much and he endured everything and hid it, within himself. He didn't want to disgrace his family, by exposing them and he fell in love with a beta, who loved him. Until, one day, he's had enough from his parents and decided to stay with his boyfriend, only to discover that he was cheating on him with his brother. Heartbroken and depressed, which almost resulted into suicide, he met the most handsome man, an Alpha, leader of the strongest pack, whom everyone feared, but he didn't give a damn about anyone and stretched out his hand to help him, only for him to find out that he had just fallen in doom and disastrous intricacies. Was this the only way to survive and endure the torture, to the extent of ruining someone's life.

Three months ago, my life changed for the worst. I caught my boyfriend in bed with another woman and Instead of apologising, he told me I won't find another man better than him.

I took it personally and decided to make him choke on that.

So I made a deal with the one man guaranteed to prove him wrong~ His hockey captain, his idol, and the most dangerously confident man I've ever met.

Reid Williams.

The last man I should be making deals with.

He'll pretend to be mine to make my ex regret everything...

In return, I'll help him fix the reputation that's one bad headline away from destroying his entire career.

It's supposed to be simple, controlled, fake.

But Reid doesn't leave things halfway.

Nothing about the way he looks at me seems fake, nothing about the way his hand settles on my waist like it's a claim, nothing about the way his lips linger after a kiss.

And everytime I remember this is just a deal... He gives me a reason to forget.

Because of that absolute, unquestionable 100% divine oracle, the entire continent of Doria knew that Kieran, the cold-blooded commander of the dragons, had been forced to marry me—a completely powerless human.
Yet for a year after our marriage, he remained as cold as ice that could never be warmed.
Desperate to stay by his side, I had tried every possible way to get closer to him, throwing myself into his arms day after day.
I firmly believed that if I kept teasing him, I would eventually awaken some trace of the dragons' so-called "mate instinct."
I was straddling Kieran's lap, feeling the startling heat between his legs straight through the rigid fabric of his military uniform. My fingers had just popped the black-and-gold clasp at his collar.
I was about to strip his pants off and ride him right there, when—
A black magical raven bearing the emblem of the Oracle Order suddenly burst through the window.
It spat out a glowing emergency parchment:
[Critical error in the astrological calculations! Your golden soul thread with Commander Kieran does not perfectly overlap! He is NOT your 100% fated mate!]

The first time I pulled a pearl earring from Kaelen's pocket, my father stepped up to vouch for him: "That's a token left behind by the female Elder."

 

Later, when I found a lace choker stuffed in the cracks of the car seat, his deputy rushed to take the blame: "I bought that for my mate and left it with the Alpha for safekeeping."

 

Ever since then, whenever I caught a slip-up, someone close to me would jump out to cover for him.

 

For the tenth time, I confronted him about the distinct scent of an Omega's heat pheromones on his jacket.

 

"How do you explain this scent?"

 

Kaelen stiffened for a fraction of a second, then seamlessly dialed my best friend's number.

 

"Maya, when we were doing the accounts last night, did you spill perfume on my coat?"

 

Maya answered without missing a beat: "Yeah! Half my new bottle leaked. Is Elara being paranoid again? If she keeps throwing these tantrums, you might as well cancel the mating ceremony."

 

Hanging up, Kaelen put on the pained look of a wrongly accused man:

"Clear now? If you're going to keep up these ridiculous interrogations, maybe this ceremony..."

 

"Agreed. Let's just cancel it," I cut him off coldly.

 

What Kaelen didn't know was that the scent on him wasn't a flaw left by his mistress.

It was a black-market pheromone perfume I'd secretly sprayed on his jacket as bait.

I did it to see just how flawlessly my closest kin—from my father to my best friend—could cover up his betrayal.

To buy the sky-high-price cake for my blind piano prodigy girlfriend, I swallowed my pride and scrubbed toilets for three months.
But returning home early with the cake, I found her, who was supposed to be groping in the dark, entangled with her rich ex-boyfriend.
Her eyes were clear, and her face was full of sneering mockery: "Isn't letting this design genius serve me like a dog for three years the perfect punishment for him always outshining you?"
I stood in the chilly wind outside the door. So, the deep affection and despair of these three years were all just an act she put on to please her ex.
Calmly, I threw the cake box into the trash. I pulled out my phone and sent a text to the number I had blocked for three years:
"Cecilia, I accept your marriage proposal."

In order to raise the surgical fees for my "blind" boyfriend, I dedicated three entire years to scrubbing toilets.

I believed I was his eyes, the sole beacon of light in his world of darkness.

Until his birthday arrived, I was confronted with the sight of that "incapable" man—who required my assistance even to drink water—coddling his ex-girlfriend while flirting.

"That fool is still busy cleaning toilets," he chuckled with a patronizing grin, brandishing my late mother's memento to charm that woman. "After all, she outshone you at Parsons. Let her serve me like a dog for three years—that'll be her punishment."

It dawned on me that my sacrifices were but fodder for their idle amusement.

Drying my tears, I turned and dialed the number I had blocked for three years—the one belonging to the fiancé who controlled an entire business empire.

"Sebastian, about that arranged marriage... I accept."

“He’s my enemy, my father’s killer… and my fated mate.”

Elaria Veyne hates Alpha Draven Kaelith with every breath. The ruthless Alpha destroyed her family and left her pack in ruins.

But when a rogue attack leaves him injured and memoryless, fate traps them together. She’s forced to heal him in secret, locked in her chambers, sharing the same bed.

He doesn’t remember the blood he spilled—only that his wolf wants her. Craves her. Calls her mate.

Elaria swore she’d never fall for him.
But how long can she resist when his touch ignites her every nerve… and his kiss feels like destiny?

Because when his memories return, she might lose.

"You dare touch my mate!? You should not have touched what is MINE."
"My King, I didn't know she was you..your mate!" my attacker stutters out. I don't need to see his aura to feel the very real fear permeate the air.

*****Velvet was left in the mortal world and has no idea what her true identity is. Her power is limited in the mortal realm.

The Fae King is slowly going mad, he needs to find the other half of his soul but where could she be? King Axe rules the Fae realm. In this realm, all males must find their mates or they lose themselves to madness.

Hidden all her life in the slums of Emberveil, Aerith has one rule: never let the dragons see her eyes. Fae are extinct, hunted, burned, and erased from the kingdom. Or so everyone believes. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, when her forbidden magic stirs awake and her grandmother falls deathly ill, Aerith breaks the one rule meant to keep her safe. She enters the royal dragon pharmacy… and collides with a werewolf princess who drags her straight to the dungeon. There, in the deepest shadows of the palace, the youngest dragon prince sees her glowing eyes and instantly knows what she is. A fae. A secret the entire kingdom would kill for. What would be her fate? Another dead Fae? Or the Last Dragon's Fae Queen?

“Prince? Dickhead? Asshole? Or stalker?” A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “Maybe I should show you the one title I want you to use.” Before I could react, his hand closed around my chin, tilting my face up. His lips crashed into mine, hard, claiming, breath-stealing. When he finally pulled back, his voice was a rough whisper against my lips. “You could call me yours… because you are mine.”

"Once upon a time,

In a Land not so far away,

They would commit a heinous crime,

Against the Queen of Hidden Fae..."

Daphne Myrh has always been considered the most beautiful of her sisters, maybe even, of the entire village. When her father is sentenced to death, Daphne's love for her sisters will push her into the palace. She will offer her own life, for her fathers.

Ash has been living in the palace for twenty years awaiting an opportunity to enact his revenge on the old human king. Posing as a human for as long as he has, is getting boring until he meets the kingdom's hidden beauty. The farmer's daughter. The moment he sees her, he knows that she is the one. The key to his vengeance. The perfect tribute sparking an act of war and unleashing a terrible magic upon the mortal realm.

There are three phases needed to conjure this madness.

I. Find a beautiful mortal to enchant the king.

II. Impregnate the tribute with Royal Blood.

III. Sacrifice her on the Ninth Moon of her pregnancy.

The only thing this plan doesn't call for...

Is for the girl to fall in love with her killer. And for the killer, to fall in love with her.

Nora Carter never expected to inherit a magical laundry.

She certainly never expected it to be drowning in debt, filled with broken enchanted machines, and one bad month away from closing forever.

Determined to save her grandmother's old shop, Nora puts her strange restoration magic to work. She may not be able to cast impressive spells, but she can repair enchanted clothes in ways no other witch can.

Then Ramon Warren walks through her door.

The wealthy fae estate manager is handsome, demanding, and painfully grumpy. Worse, his favorite coat has resisted every cleaning spell in Moonvale.

Nora takes one look at it and gives him an answer no one has ever dared to give him.

"Your coat doesn't need cleaning. It needs an apology."

Somehow, she fixes it.

Ramon should have left afterward.

Instead, he keeps coming back.

Soon, Nora has a growing business, a troublesome group of magical customers, and one infuriating fae who seems to need her help far more often than his clothes do.

But as the laundry becomes the heart of Moonvale, Nora discovers that saving the business may be easier than protecting her heart.

Because Ramon isn't just becoming her favorite customer.

He's becoming the man she could build a life with.

And Nora isn't sure she's ready to discover what happens when the witch who spends her days repairing everyone else's broken things finally lets someone repair her heart.

The night my childhood fiancé humiliated me in front of our entire senior class, I didn't cry.
I just went home and made two decisions.

Lose the 60 pounds.
Secretly reject my Princeton acceptance.
I erased his number, packed my bags, and vanished from his toxic orbit. Nathan thinks he won.
He thinks he finally shook off the "burden" his parents forced on him.
But what happens when the girl you spent your whole life running away from... becomes the only woman you can't live without?

As she reached the steps of her apartment building, a soft, melodic laugh echoed behind her. Aria spun around, but the street was empty. Only the lingering scent of wild roses and the fading notes of an impossible song hinted at the presence that had been there moments before.

Lucia was destined to spend her life with Kaden; everyone knew it as a fact. Yet, on the day of the mating ritual, he chose another woman to be his Luna, instead of his predestined mate.

Feeling rejected and humiliated, Lucia resolved to leave. The only problem was that despite not wanting her, Kaden refused to let her go. He claimed he would rather die than watch her walk away.

A mysterious man who has entered her life became her second-chance mate, will he be strong enough to protect her from Kaden's irrational behavior? Is he truly a better option? Will Lucia find acceptance in her new home?

“I would never choose you.”
He leaned closer, so close she could feel the warmth of his breath brushing her cheek, could feel the danger that lay beneath the calm.
“You already did, Haven,” he whispered, almost reverently, “The moment you looked at me… and lived. And I will do anything to keep you safe. Including burning down the entire continent.”
..
They say the rains only fall without end when the Dragon King descends from the skies and claims his bride.

Haven despises him for ripping her from everything she’s ever known. She fights him with every breath, every curse, every act of defiance.

Yet the fire between them burns hotter than her hatred, drawing her helplessly toward the very monster she swore to destroy.

When strange powers awaken inside her and haunting visions flood her dreams, Haven learns the devastating truth: she is the lost daughter of the last fae princess — and the prophesied Fae Queen destined to either save or doom the realm.

She is the only fae in over a thousand years to master the forbidden elements beyond earth. With this rare and deadly power awakening, she holds the key to taming the ancient magic threatening to devour the world.

But as dark forces gather and the seal containing catastrophic destruction begins to fracture, Haven faces an impossible choice:

Master the volatile magic that could save the realm… at the risk of it consuming her from within.

Or surrender to the Dragon King she has unwillingly come to love… and watch the world crumble.

One girl. One forbidden prophecy. One love powerful enough to either end everything , or give rise to a new era.

Chase Harrington hadn't willingly spoken to me since I hit puberty and got fat.

So, when my childhood best friend actually handed me a Diet Coke on the morning of our Yale alumni interviews, I should've known it was a trap. Instead, my stupid heart fluttered. I thought he still cared.

I drank it.

When I woke up, my hair covered the hardwood floor.

Sloane Kensington, the undisputed queen bee of our school, stood over me holding scissors. "Damn, Chase. Those sleeping pills worked like a charm. Homegirl is practically bald."

I looked at Chase in disbelief.

The boy who used to promise we'd get married just checked his phone.

"Sloane lost a game of Truth or Dare," he said, sounding completely bored. "If she didn't cut your hair, she'd have to go hit on some freak on the street. Besides, it's not like you've got an image to maintain, Gwen. You're fat. It's just hair. Deal with it."

That was the exact moment the boy I loved died to me.

I didn't yell or cry. I just opened my laptop and changed my college application from Yale to Stanford—three thousand miles away on the West Coast.

"You'll be my girlfriend for the duration of our contract term. That is until you're divorced."
I blink, heat rising to my cheeks. "I'm a married woman."
"Not for long."
"I can't be your girlfriend while I'm still married."
He smirks, pulling out his phone. "I knew you'd say that. Morals are dead, Princess. Welcome to my world."
Penelope Verdant was the perfect wife—devoted, graceful, and utterly blind. For four years, she believed she'd married the man of every woman's dream—Charles Halstead, the city's most powerful billionaire.
Until their fourth anniversary. Her husband in bed with her twin sister. She wants out. He refuses to let her go.
Cornered and desperate, Penelope turns to the one man no sane person would ever approach—the Devil of Deals. A faceless legend who trades in secrets, sins, and souls.
All she wanted was revenge.
All he wanted was her.
But vengeance always comes with a price, and the devil never bargains without blood.
What begins as a contract soon spirals into obsession. In a game where hearts are currency and betrayal is law, Penelope must choose—remain the pawn in her husband's game, or become the queen in the devil's.
Because with him, nothing is ever simple. And once you step into the Devil's bed… there's no way out.
Warning: This story contains mature themes, including explicit sexual content, obsession, manipulation, violence, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion is advised.

At two in the morning, I went out in the pouring rain to bring Victor the condoms he'd asked for.
He leaned against the doorframe of his penthouse and took the paper bag, letting his callused thumb brush across my knuckles. Then, with a soft laugh, he informed me that I had a blind date next Wednesday.
"Serena's coming back to New York. She can't find out you've been sleeping with me for five years."
"From now on, we're nothing to each other."

Three years of chasing Chase Blackwood, and all I got was a front-row seat to him tonguing my "sister."

The old me would've cried. Begged. Made a scene.

The old me also ended up dead.

Funny how a second chance at life gives you clarity.

So here's what's different this time: I'm done being the pathetic ex. I'm done playing nice.

I'm throwing champagne in his face and climbing into bed with Asher Hayes—his best friend, his rival, his worst nightmare.

And Chase? He can rot.

My Big Bad Wolf Series: Elysia & Alex-Book 1 (Nocturnal Collections)

She broke into his mansion. Now she’s trapped in his world.

A cunning thief with nothing to lose.
A powerful Alpha with everything to protect.
When Elysia Crinshaw is caught stealing from Alex Landry, she doesn’t go to jail, she’s claimed. Drawn into his world, she learns that freedom can be more dangerous than chains…and love more brutal than any cage.

Karen Daly originally thought that she had married an ordinary man. She never expected this man would suddenly become her boss. He actually was the most mysterious heir of Rovio Corporation Inc, the richest man in Asia.
In public, he was a cold-blooded, decisive controller among the massive business empire.
In private, he was a wolf in sheep's skin, like a real devil. How could he let her go easily?...

You live to serve me. You serve to satisfy me. You satisfy to die for me, my vampire pet.
What will happen if a woman who's only twenty-two encounters a rude CEO? Their paths crossed but when he told her that he was not human, fear occupied her immediately.
He's one of the seven deadly sins: the sin of greed who's always greedy. One of the top vampires has an extremely handsome face. Women admire him. When he found her scent, he became only addicted to her and only she can be the vampire pet.

My husband suffered a massive heart attack mid-thrust inside my best friend.

Now, the ER doctors are clutching his surgical consent forms, waiting for me—the legal wife—to sign.

Over the phone, my mother-in-law shrieked in absolute despair while my best friend sobbed in terror.

I turned a deaf ear to them, taking my time to admire my makeup in the mirror.

There was absolutely no rush. Waiting until I changed into this pitch-black mourning dress to slowly watch his countdown to death wouldn't be too late.

After all, when my parents and my son, Noah, were lying in the morgue, I survived a dead-silent night exactly like this one, shedding tears until my eyes literally bled dry.

Now, it is finally my husband's turn to go to hell and atone for my family.

All my life, I've been the backup daughter. My sister Beatrice got everything—love, attention, the golden child treatment.I got leftovers and reminders I wasn't good enough.
Until I discovered Niall,gorgeous Alpha from the neighboring pack,was my fated mate. Finally, my turn to be chosen.
God, I was naive.
Four years of engagement hell.Bleaching my hair to suit his tastes. Squeezing into tight dresses, playing his personal maid—only to hear I'd make a better servant than mate.
All because his heart belonged to my sister.
That night,I accidentally knocked over their picture frame. He slapped me. Hard. Said I'd never measure up to her.
So I slapped him back, tore up their photo, and accepted rejection.
I thought it was over. Until I caught them at the club, laughing about how pathetic my four years of trying had been. The whole engagement was their sick game.
Drunk and furious, I did something reckless with my mysterious neighbor. Alpha Hudson —face carved by gods, danger in every perfectly tailored line.
Most importantly, he's my ex's nemesis.
So? Best sex of my life.
I thought it was a one-night stand to forget.
Wrong Again.
He's richer than Niall, more powerful than my family, and infinitely more dangerous.
And he's not letting me go.
This time, I won't be anybody's second choice.

"I, Charlotte Jane Attwood of the Crimson Moon Pack, reject you, Knox and Kane Maddox, as my mates and sever my bond to you both and your pack!" I recited, my eyes dancing with my unspoken pain seeing my mates entwined together with a female! A female who was not me!

Shaking my head of the tears I felt threatening to fall from my icy hues. I straightened and waited for them to accept my rejection! But the words that left their lips left me stunned.

"I, Knox Maddox and Alpha to the Crimson moon pack refuse to accept your rejection!" He snarled, slipping from the bed, naked and unashamed to step into me, the female sprawled out on the bed forgotten. Kane was quick on his heels, the pair caging me in a wall of muscle and testosterone.

"You belong to us, Lottie! I, Kane Maddox, Alpha of the Crimson Moon Pack, refuse to accept your rejection."

"Ours!" Knox repeated anger swimming in his baby blues.


Follow the story of Charlotte, Knox and Kane as they try to find their footing in a cruel world filled with betrayal, heartbreak and secret obsessions that threaten to destroy the bonds of brotherhood and love!

“You look like her,” my father whispered, forcing me into my twin sister’s wedding dress, but he didn't warn me that I was marrying a monster.

My twin sister ran away, leaving me to marry Luciano Moretti, a ruthless Mafia Don. I walked down the aisle, trembling, praying he wouldn't notice the switch. But the moment he kissed me at the altar, his tongue invaded my mouth, demanding and possessive, tasting me like I was his property.

I thought I could hide the truth. But on our wedding night, he walked out of the bathroom wearing only a towel, water dripping down his sculpted abs and the distinct V-line that pointed to his heavy manhood.

He cornered me against the bed. “You smell different, wifey,” he whispered, his hand sliding up my thigh, his thumb brushing dangerously close to my wet heat.

I tried to push him away, but the next morning, he decided to test me. He pushed a plate of peanut butter bagels toward me—food that would kill me, but was my sister's favorite.

“Eat,” he commanded, his eyes dropping to my chest where my nipples were hard against the silk robe. “Or do you want me to feed you something else?”

His gaze darkened, shifting to my lips, and I knew he wasn't talking about food. He knows I'm a fake. And he’s going to enjoy every second of punishing me for it.

Fraser is the billionaire heir to a bloodless empire.
Bellamy is the illegitimate daughter his stepmother abandoned.
A deal bound them together.
Six years of obsession, silence, and need.
She thought she could walk away. He made sure she couldn't.
But when enemies tear them apart -
She loses her sight.
He loses his memory.
Their love is erased.
Until his soul remembers what his mind forgot.
And she dares to love him again -
Even if she has to fight the world to do it.

The cold blade carved into my cheek, bringing a piercing pain.

"Don't blame me, Emma," my adoptive sister Sophia giggled, her voice like sweet poison. "If your face is ruined, Gregory will only look at me."

On my wedding day, my fiancé abandoned me at the altar for her. My biological family had always loved her, the fake daughter, more than me. Now, she had me kidnapped, my hands crippled, and my face destroyed.

"I'm selling you to the black market," she sneered as they nailed my wooden crate shut. "In this lifetime, you're not even worth my toe."

My world went pitch black.

But I didn't die. Surviving the underground auction and enduring agonizing surgeries, I shed my old skin and my old name.

Three years later, I returned as Emily, a billionaire CEO, arm-in-arm with Gregory's powerful uncle. Seeing my ex-fiancé and my vicious sister tremble before me, I smiled. The nightmare you gave me? I’m going to make you pay it all back, tenfold.

Hawney Harper caught her boyfriend cheating on her and she smashed a bottle on his head.

Nobody messes with Hawney’s heart and goes Scot free.

But that single action cost her everything, because she didn't just lose her relationship, but her Job also.

Heartbroken, humiliated, and shattered. Hawney wandered into a nearby club where she met a dangerously handsome stranger with cold gray eyes and a face like that of a demi god.

One thing led to the other and they had a night of reckless sex.

The next morning. Hawney woke up in his hotel room with memories of the previous night rushing back to her. Panicked, she left behind a few dollars and a note before fleeing.

She thought that was the worse that could happen, but she was wrong because a speeding car hit her and destroyed the last piece of the life she had left.

Three months later. Hawney arrives at Westbridge university in a wheelchair as one of the contestants on Bound by fate, the university's wildly popular reality dating tv show.

The scholarship attached to the show is the only reason she can afford to remain on campus.

Without it, she will lose her tuition, housing, physical therapy support and her chance at rebuilding her future.

Just when she was beginning to settle in. She comes face to face with the stranger from that unforgettable night.

But this time. He isn't a stranger, but Draven Winterholm.

Westbridge University's hockey superstar, Campus obsession, future NHL prospect, and the boy assigned to be her fake boyfriend for the show.

Draven was forced into the show to repair his reputation after series of anger fueled scandals and violent rumours threatening his proffessional future.Until they starts falling for each other.But can fake love turn out real?

What do you do when you fall in love with the man who hurt your best friend?
Her plan was simple: seduce the scumbag who shattered her best friend's heart, make him crawl, and then ruin him. It was supposed to be a cold, calculated game.
Enter Jason: the campus heartthrob, the future Alpha heir, and—according to Lysa's intel—the target. She played the innocent girl, lured him into her trap, and waited for the perfect moment to strike. She thought she was the cat and he was the mouse.
She didn't know she was hunting a predator who had already claimed her as his Fated Mate.
Now, an Alpha knows his human Mate only approached him to destroy him. And he wants her back anyway.
"The game ends when I say it ends, Lysa. Not when you decide you're bored. When. I. Say."

To New York's most powerful family, Russell is just a useless son-in-law. A drifter. A nobody.

But before he walked into their mansion, he was the assassin who single-handedly destroyed the Caesar Cabal, a shadow empire that ruled Europe for two millennia. They took his family. He took their lives.

Now the last target is dead. But the Cabal's roots reach deeper—into America's elite.

So he enters their world with a new cover: a penniless drifter married to a runaway heiress, walking straight into the lion's den.

They think they're using him.

They're wrong. For him, the assassination starts now.

"I am offering you a contract marriage," Dorian said.
"Read the terms yourself," he instructed, leaning back in his chair. "First, there will be no romance, no emotional expectations, and no real marital intimacy between us under any circumstances. We will live in separate quarters. Second, you will be provided with an allowance of USD 100,000 per week to spend, full access to the family's medical and personal resources, and a legally secured trust. Third, you will officially step down from your role as a nanny and assume the title of Mrs. Blackwood, giving you absolute authority over Lily's upbringing."
Vivian has spent years surviving in the shadows. Working as a waitress in a notorious New York club, she has learned that dignity is a luxury she can barely afford… until one humiliating night brings her face-to-face with billionaire CEO Dorian Blackwood.
Cold, powerful, and dangerously irresistible, Dorian is an untouchable man from a world Vivian could never enter.
Instead, he offers her a job as his nanny.
Becoming the nanny to Dorian's young daughter, Lilliana, should have been nothing more than a desperate escape. But when the child begins to see Vivian as the mother she has always needed, everything changes.
Soon, Dorian makes an unexpected proposal: a fake marriage for Lilliana's sake.
For Dorian, it's a simple arrangement.
For Vivian, it's the start of her revenge.
Pretending to be his wife is supposed to be easy, but the deeper she falls into their fake marriage, the harder it becomes to remember which parts are actually fake.
The closer Vivian gets to Dorian, the harder it becomes to tell where revenge ends and something more dangerous begins: love.