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“Your father shouldn't see us.” I said as he moved my back against the wall, I felt Dala ache in pleasure.

“I'm starting to not mind what my father thinks.” He said in my ear.

I bit my lips, “What do you mind Alpha Liam?” I whispered in his ears.

Liam Sandstorm heir to the Highest Alpha throne defiles his father and accepts his mate Brianna Crawford.

Brianna Crawford isn't just a werewolf, she has a lineage of witches in her blood. She was destined by the moon goddess to deliver her people from evil.

Brianna’s parents were murdered by Liam’s father.

How will Brianna react to this news especially after the acceptance.
Who will Liam protect? His mate or his throne?

Will Brianna accept her powers and protect her people from the evil falling before them?

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.

Fifteen was the year Evangeline learned that love was a death sentence. Betrayed by her family and abandoned by the boy who marked and promised her forever, she was left to wither in the shadows of a ritual she didn’t understand. She never knew she was the tithe—the living sacrifice used to bleed a dark curse from his soul and into her own.
Five years later, she has rebuilt herself from the ashes.
Emerging from exile as a gifted Healer in the Imperial Military, Evangeline hides her scars behind a mask of cold professionalism. She has mastered the art of mending broken bodies, but her own heart remains a jagged ruin. She wants only one thing: to serve, to survive, and to forget the name of the man who destroyed her.
But the battlefield is a cruel reunion.
When she is summoned to the inner sanctum of the High Command, she comes face-to-face with the legendary Commander-in-Chief—the ruthless "Iron Ghost" of the Empire. He is older, harder, and hauntingly familiar.
The man she was sacrificed to save is now the man she must keep alive.
As the curse she carries begins to stir in his presence, Evangeline must decide: will she use her gift to heal the monster of her past, or will she let the darkness she took for him finally consume them both?

"Call me your stepson one more time." He growls lowly. I gulp nervously, feeling a sudden pool of desire in the pit of my stomach. My body feels scorched by his hot gaze. It feels like molten on my skin. "You're hurting me, Damian," I whisper and gasp when I feel the hotness of Daemon's body behind me. I frown slightly. Why's the Moon turning dark red? Doesn't that happen only when... Panicking, I look into Damian's eyes. And against my wish, we all utter the words, "Mate."


For Anya, looking at her chosen mate, the Alpha in his deathbed, —a man who murdered her parents, and enslaved her whole pack brought a sense of relief and victory to her. She could finally leave the pack that brought her all the pain, and lived a life without revenge.

But the Moon goddess played a trick on her fate. The Alpha’s twins returned home and secretly claimed her as their mate in their mating ceremony.
Knowing it’s wrong, she begged for their rejection. Yet, her pleas fell on deaf ears. In the face of overwhelming anguish, Anya reluctantly surrendered to her stepsons, plunging into an intoxicating vortex of pleasure that shattered the boundaries of reality. With each forbidden touch, she teetered on the precipice of both ecstasy and survival. Can they keep their tantalizing tryst concealed from prying pack eyes, or will the secret unleash a cataclysm that will unravel her world?

HIS TO RUIN: HIS FERAL LUNA

Charlotte Scott was voted out of Ironveil Pack with two bags and a promise she made to herself in the dark. She survived. She rebuilt. And when Stonemack Pack opened its gates, she walked straight through them with revenge already decided.

Getting close to Lockwood was supposed to be strategy. It was never just strategy.

Now Charlotte is his Luna, his second chance mate, and the most dangerous wolf in two territories. She has a pack, a war, and a secret that could burn everything down. And somewhere across the border, the man who let her be banished is tearing the region apart looking for her.

She has everything she needs to destroy him.

The problem is the bond. And the fact that it has never once felt finished.

His to Ruin: His Feral Luna is the second book in the His to Ruin series — a dark werewolf romance about a banished mate's revenge, a second chance bond, and a love story that refuses to stay buried.

“Why would I accept her? I never thought of marrying her from the beginning. How did the Moon Goddess think I should marry someone like her?
So he didn’t want me to be his Luna? My wolf whimpered, rejected and trembling, her voice small in my head. She had thought he accepted us. So had I.
“I’ll reject her once I have my succession day. By that time, we’ll be adults. Two more years and I’ll be free from this absurd engagement I never wanted.”
Each word felt like a slap, raw and stinging.


She was once destined to become the future Luna, until one night she was accused of being a traitor’s daughter. Betrayed by her pack, watching her parents die, and pushed toward death by the mate fated to love her, she barely escaped with her life. Wounded and fueled by unending hatred, she fled, changed her name, and rebuilt herself for one purpose—revenge.
Now, she returns under a new identity to the kingdom she once called home, a land ruled by the very man who abandoned her, now a cold and ruthless Alpha King. She swears she will take back everything that was stolen from her.
The man who once rejected her begins to realize something terrifying: He did not lose a fragile girl. He created a bloodthirsty wolf capable of bringing down a throne.
This time, the hunter and the prey will trade places...

Lyra, the only daughter of the Moon Goddess, never belonged to the mortal world—yet one fateful meeting with a boy awakens a prophecy that cannot be stopped.

To protect the realms, the Moon Goddess sends Lyra into a world drowning in blood, betrayal, and war. Her mission is clear: bring together the Werewolves, Vampires, and Witches… or watch them burn.

But the moment she arrives, every memory of her divine birth... had disappeared.
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‎Captured. Beaten. Broken. Sold.
‎And in the shadows, a feared beast waits for her. Possessive. Obsessed. And unstoppable. His claim binds her fate in chains no power can break.
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‎As rivalries ignite and kingdoms bleed, forbidden desire takes root. Her dormant power stirs—dangerous, unmerciful—holding the truth that could crown her as savior… or damn her as executioner.
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‎One meeting. One prophecy. One bond forged in blood.
‎She will either unite the world…
‎or set it on fire.

Claire Agnesia was forced to accept her parents' request to continue studying abroad. She really didn't want to, because he didn't want to leave Nickolas, aka his girlfriend, who was about to get ready to marry him.

However, everything must still happen, there is no other choice. Until that also made the relationship between Claire and Nickolas really shaky and she got harsh words from her boyfriend before breaking up with her.

Four years later, Claire returns home after graduation. And she got her first shock from the CEO guy the night she went to the bar that took her chastity. When she found out that the CEO man was Nick, her ex, Claire who was still broken and hurt at that man really hated him while Nick instead trying to melt his woman's heart in as many ways as he can to get back together with the girl he adores.

What next? Can they be together?

These men bend to my will, fulfill my desires. Nothing could ever tear me away from them, not even their own mates!


Anna, a ruthless and jealous Luna was trapped with her mates. She wasn’t contented and was ultimately jealous which made it hard to attract her mates. Anna couldn't choose one man because they were all hot and useful. When Anna made a big mistake by rejecting them and forcefully marking some, the Moon Goddess visited her with her curse. She would be forever mateless unless her mates accepted her back, but this time, all her mates were unwilling to take her in after what she had done to them.

For ten years, Aria believed her mate bond with Alpha Declan was sacred. Then he began spending every night in her adopted sister's nursery, and each visit sent agony through Aria's wolf. Pregnant, publicly condemned, and threatened with exile, Aria does the one thing no one expects: she demands that the bond be broken.

Declan thinks rank, family, and the pack's worship will silence her. He has no idea she is carrying proof that can strip him of everything.

I was a wolfless Omega, and Ethan was the only home I had ever known.

So when his fertility report came back, I changed it and let his pack blame me for five barren years.

Then he moved his pregnant cousin into our house, and his mother forced a mate-severing potion into my hand.

They thought I had nowhere to go.

They didn’t know I wasn’t an orphan—I was the lost daughter of the Sterling royal line.

Nor did they know the pup his mistress carried could never have been his.

I left as Leah Carter, the Luna they threw away.

I returned as Princess Vivienne Sterling.

And the heir they celebrated?

A lie I was about to expose before the entire pack.

Elara gave five years of her life, her magic, and her unborn wolf pup to Kael, the cruel Alpha wolf king—only to be betrayed, drained of her life‑force, and left for dead on a sacrificial altar. When her soul shatters from agony, an ancient golden‑eyed dragon awakens from his long seal. Ignis, ruler of all dragons, marks her as his property, burning away the wolf’s brand from her skin.Broken and emotionless, Elara watches her ex‑lover beg for forgiveness as she stands beside her ruthless dragon mate. She crushes his power, strips his title, and lets his own abandoned wolf pack tear him apart. But a primal dragon egg grows inside her womb, binding the most feared beast of the continent to her forever.Revenge is sweet, and the world will bow to the Dragon’s Luna.

I died in an abandoned cabin in the pack's old lumberyard.
Wolfsbane burned through my veins. Pure silver chains bit into my wrists, charring the flesh down to the bone.
The news alarmed my husband, Alistair, the Alpha of the Riven Pack. Standing over my corpse, he couldn't fathom who would torture a woman so ruthlessly on his territory. Enraged, he swore to slaughter the killer himself.
He didn't know it was me.
I had been missing for seven days. Even with everyone telling him I was gone and something wasn't right, he insisted I was just throwing a fit.
That was until his mistress, Sylvie, ran to him in tears, clutching her cheek. She claimed I had publicly slapped her and thrown my late mother's necklace in her face.
Furious, he pulled out his phone to call me, demanding I crawl back and apologize immediately.
Instead, his Beta's trembling voice came through the speaker: "Alpha, we found this phone... in the abandoned cabin at the old lumberyard."

After five years of a secret marriage, her husband never showed any affection in public. Sophia Johnson had always chalked it up to his personality—until he took their twin sons and his first love out for a candlelit dinner, earning rave reviews online as the "most stunning family." That’s when her heart finally shattered completely.
Hearing her own sons call the woman "Auntie" repeatedly, Sophia came to her senses. A husband who didn’t love her, sons who were estranged from her—she didn’t want any of it. From that moment on, she would only love herself.
After the divorce, she returned to her hometown village to pick up her old profession: growing medicinal herbs, treating rare illnesses, and developing skincare miracles. Luxury cars often arrived late at night in the remote village, drawn by her skills.
When word got out that she was looking for a father for her daughter, elite scientists, financial tycoons, A-list idols, award-winning actors... All kinds of tycoons emerged, volunteering themselves, hoping to catch her eye.
Later, her ex-husband knelt on a bed of durians, his face filled with remorse. "Soph, I love you. Will we remarry?"
She scoffed. "William Smith, isn’t the forbidden fruit sweet enough?"
Her twin sons knelt on computer keyboards side by side. "Mommy, we only want you!"
Sophia waved them off. "No, I can’t afford you."

Savannah thought marriage would bring her love, but it only gave her pain. On the night of her anniversary, her husband handed her divorce papers and chose his mistress instead. Left with nothing, Savannah ran away carrying a secret — a baby growing inside her.

Alone, broke, and hunted, she tried to survive in a strange city. Just when her strength failed, a powerful stranger saved her life and rushed her to the best hospital in town. She never knew his face before, but fate was not done with her.

Now Savannah must fight for her baby, hide from the man who betrayed her, and guard her heart against the stranger who shows her the love she never had. But can she really trust him… or will history repeat itself?

After five years of marriage, Emily Johnson still hadn't been able to get pregnant.

The prestigious Smith family had a lot of complaints about her. Whenever they saw her, they'd make snide remarks, telling her that if she couldn't have children, she should step aside sooner rather than later.

She knew how obsessed the Smith family was with carrying on the family line, and she knew her loving husband James Smith was under tremendous pressure because of her.

She decided to divorce him, but James pulled her into his arms.

"Honey, I won't divorce you. Even if we don't have kids, I want to be with you forever."

Moved by James's devotion, she secretly went to the hospital where her good friend worked to get checked out.

After the examination, Emily went to meet her friend for lunch, but accidentally overheard a conversation between James and her best friend Sophia Brown.

"James, after five years, are you still not willing to tell Emily the real reason she can't get pregnant?"

The real reason she can't get pregnant?

Wasn't it just that her health wasn't good and it was hard for her to conceive? For the past five years, every checkup at the Smith family-controlled hospital had given her the same result. Was there something else going on?

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted? Why are you worried now? Are you afraid I'll actually get her pregnant and stop caring about you and our child?"

I gave up five years of my marriage for nothing.

My son is dead. He died on his fifth birthday, waiting for his father to come home. But instead of his dad, a car accident took him. And his father? He was a thousand miles away, with another woman.

For five years, I put up with my husband's coldness and his family's constant humiliation. I thought having a child would melt his icy heart. I was wrong—so terribly, laughably wrong.

He couldn't even focus at our son's funeral—his eyes were only for his old flame, his "true love." It wasn't until I was on my deathbed that he finally shed those fake tears of regret. But it was too late. My child was gone. My love had died. And soon, I would be gone too.

This marriage, this whole life—it's all been one big joke. I just want to find my son as soon as I can. To tell him that his mother never gave up on him. To promise him that in another world, we'll never be apart again.

I was the best student, the most obedient, the most compliant—yet the only unloved child in our family.

When my brother got into fights, I took his punishment. When my sister snuck out with boys, I bore the consequences. Mom force-fed me pills and made me get my stomach pumped just to scare my brother away from smoking. Dad dressed ten-year-old me like a prostitute and threw me into a bar to warn my sister against going astray.

In the end, they sold me to a gambler for a few hundred dollars.

I died in a dark pond, and no one heard me calling for help.

But when my spirit drifted home, they were gathered around the dinner table, laughing and talking as if nothing was wrong.

It wasn't until the police knocked on their door that they realized—I had been missing for seven whole days.

Later, my brother clutched the chocolate he never got to give me, crying every day. My sister dreamed every night of ten-year-old me struggling and screaming in that bar. Dad knelt at my grave daily, consumed by guilt. And Mom, after killing that gambler, threw herself into the same pond where I had drowned.

Finally, they loved me.

But I was already dead.

I am Amalthea Jade, the daughter of the prestigious Matthew and Thea Jade. My parents died in a rogue attack, and the only hope I had was my chosen mate, Blake Cohl.
I thought I got all the happiness in the world when I got married to him, but on my wedding night, he brought his fated mate to our wedding room. The mate, he can't reject.
I would've let go of her if she hadn't provoked me, and naturally, I did what anyone would've done in a situation like this. I attacked her.
There's a rule that if any person attacks another person without a reason, then he/she is punished with 20 whippings, but since I am the luna, I was given another option, apologize to my husband's fated mate.
Bow down and apologize to the person who took away my happiness? He must be joking.
Rather than bowing, I took not 20 but 50 whippings to remember this humiliation for the rest of my life.
Feeling tired, I decided to leave, as my father also thought that Blake was the better alpha than me. But as I was leaving, I came to know that my parents’ death wasn't just a normal rogue attack case. It was more than that.
The plan was simple. Avenge my parents, the humiliation I suffered, and start afresh, but what am I supposed to do when the Lycan king starts tailing me?
How the hell am I supposed to react when he says he wants to marry me, and that he will destroy everything in my world if I keep refusing him? Not to mention how he hates me.
“I can’t marry you because I hate all the males with the alpha syndrome, and I am already married,” I barked at him.
“And? I don't see why that's a problem. Let me make it clear, Amalthea. I want you, and I will do anything to get you, even if it means I will have to turn this world upside down,” He smirked.
How am I supposed to get on with my plans like this? Not to mention the rogue head who is strangely interested in my matters more than I am.
Oh, and did I mention I was in the process of awakening my powers that even I didn't know of?

Betrayed by her mate. Replaced by her best friend. Marked a traitor.

Her Alpha mate Kael stood by and did nothing while she was being ridiculed. Now that she's gone he's obsessed with control.

Selene Blackmoor was treated like a slave. She was the Luna, but her people never respected her because she was once an orphan. They said she never really belonged.

On her night of her execution, Selene leaves and swears that she’ll never kneel again. But when she flees into the enemy land, she discovers two shocking truths: her greatest rival may be her only ally—and she is the lost heir to a bloodline powerful enough to change the fate of every pack.

Now, Selene isn’t just surviving. She is becoming and she is coming for vengeance.

Rejected by her mate, but now the whole pack bows to her.

That very brutal rule; “weakness is death!” These words were imprinted deep within her. When her fated bond to Alpha Kieran is revealed, she dares to hope, until he rips her heart out in front of the entire clan. Cast out and left for dead, Ava vows never to trust another wolf again.

But fate isn’t done with her.

Found by a rogue Alpha with secrets of his own, Ava discovers a power no one expected, a gift tied to a forgotten prophecy. As her strength grows, so does the life inside her; Kieran’s unborn child, an heir born from betrayal.

Now, with her former pack under the rule of a traitorous Beta and Kieran himself on the brink of death, Ava must choose: flee forever or rise as the Luna she was born to be.

Even if it means tearing the pack apart to reclaim it.

An outcast omega. A powerful Alpha. A fated mate bond shattered in a public act of brutal rejection.

Anya was left for dead, but she was reborn with a power whispered about in ancient prophecy. Now, she's back, a ruthless rogue leader with one goal: revenge. But the Alpha she seeks is under a dark curse, his memories of her erased.

In a world molded in betrayal and lies, will Anya choose vengeance, or fight to reclaim the bond that could save them both?

Sold to the Alpha King. Rejected as his mate. But she wasn’t there for love… she was there for revenge.
But fate had different plans for them.
Even though he rejected her, the bond between them strengthened.
“You should’ve killed me when you had the chance.” Sylvia challenged him.
His jaw clenched. “I couldn’t. My wolf wouldn’t let me.”
“Then teach him to forget me,” Her voice got low as she continued, “Because I won’t stop until your kingdom falls.”
What began as vengeance… might become destiny.
And when the truth is revealed… everything will burn.
Including their hearts.

In the world of werewolves, Luna Alena is destined to be the mate of Alpha Orion, the most respected leader. However, Orion rejected her on their day of unification, deeming Alena a symbol of weakness, and banished her to the wild.

Alena survived thanks to an ancient and mysterious power residing within her, a power she herself didn't understand. Years later, she returns to her pack as a stronger and more enigmatic figure, carrying a secret that could save or destroy them. Orion, despite despising Alena, cannot ignore their fated bond. He is now torn between his pack's hopes and the pull of destiny, which is far stronger than his hatred.

A new threat emerges from a rival pack led by the ruthless Alpha Draven. Draven sees Alena not as a weakness, but as the key to unlocking her dormant power, which he desperately desires to conquer his enemies. As these two Alphas confront each other in a battle for dominance and Alena's fate, she is forced to confront her past and her true power. Can Alena control her power in time to save her people, or will she succumb to the destiny that has always haunted her? This is a story of love, hatred, and the true meaning of power, where one woman's destiny can destroy or save a world on the brink of collapse.

I closed my eyes and announced, "I am not Anna!"
He said calmly, "Well, I knew about it already."
My eyes flared open in shock, "How - How did you know?"
He looked deeply into my eyes and replied, "I met Anna at a ball but didn't feel anything. But when I saw you for the first time in the carriage, I felt the bond between us."
Sweat beads covered my forehead as I tried to process his words. Did it mean…?
The man knew what was going on in my head and replied, "Yes, you are right! You are my mate."
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Licia’s world collapsed when her father, the previous maniac Alpha King, was killed and then she lost her identity as a prince. Yes, a prince, not a princess! She was born a girl, but her mother sealed her identity and raised her like a boy.

Until the day, her father and mother died...she was not a big person anymore.
She turned into a nobody but finally lived like a girl.

While Licia’s life was not easy, she was forced to be a substitute bride for an Alpha’s daughter and marry Enrique Collins, Alpha of the Ravenwood pack, he is the current king's right-hand man, and he was known to be cool, powerful and ruthless.

But one thing Licia didn’t know is Alpha Enrique loves his wife more than anything.

He moved his index finger along the rim of his glass, I every so often would catch his bright green- gray eyes look in my direction.
I looked down at my hands which were cupped together in my lap.
Stop it Luna
"I'll help you clear the plates." His mother said to his father, after we ate
Luna Trickson is a beautiful, single, twenty-six year old woman who works for a big named company in New York City. All was great in her life, until she got partnered with a tall, well dressed, exceedingly handsome, arrogant, flirtatious playboy named Westley Johnson.
As they deal with their own personal problems inside the office and outside, will they begin to see eye to eye, will the way they feel towards each other ever change and will Luna end up falling for Westley?

After the war between the humans and werewolves died down an accident made Red Blake lose contact with her wolf which was a secret kept from every member of the pack—

Even though her families were worried about her being a weak girl, Red ought to prove to them she was more than a girl without a wolf, to her no wolf meant no mate so Red couldn't be happier with the way things are until Ace walked right into the werewolf academy.

Ace Misha Laurentiis is a shy nerd who kept to himself and unfortunate accidents cause him to cross paths with one another, they find themselves drawn to each other.

Warnings were spread out, hearts would be broken and suddenly Red started to wish everything were much different.

What happened when someone showed up claiming to be Red's mate?

Looking for a badass girl werewolf heroine with a shy hot nerdy human boy? Then this book is for you!

Now let your imagination run wild!

It took me five years after my son was born to finally realize the truth—he never loved us.
To end this painful marriage, I decided to take my son and leave. But fate played a cruel trick on us. During a rogue attack, I lost my wolf spirit, and my son lost an eye.
Just as I was drowning in despair, my usually cold and distant husband knelt before everyone, begging for forgiveness and swearing he’d be our rock for life.
So, my son and I gave him a chance—a 100-day trial.
If he proved himself, we’d stay.
But on the 99th day... fate shattered everything again.

"I bought you for three years, Spring. That means 1,095 days. Your body, your soul, and every breath you take belong to me."
To the world, Spring Willow is the luckiest woman alive, married to August Harrington, the billionaire who rules the city.
But to August, she is the woman who killed the only person he ever loved. A murderer dressed in silk. A reminder of the loss he can never forget.
Their marriage is nothing but a contract. Three hundred thousand dollars a month to save her grandmother's life. One hundred rules to remind her she is his possession, not his wife. And the one rule that matters most: never expect his heart.
Spring thought she could endure his hatred. She never expected his cruelty to turn into a dangerous obsession that would bind him to her long after their contract ended.
Then Ashford appears from the shadows, offering what August never has: a choice.
The contract began with revenge and pain, but the truth will decide how it ends. When hatred turns into obsession and possession starts to feel like love, who will Spring choose? The man who owns her, or the man willing to steal her away? Or will she finally choose herself?

She gave him three years. He gave her nothing but silence.
For three years, she endured a loveless marriage, clinging to the hope that one day he would choose her. But the moment his first love returned, he didn't hesitate. He cast her aside without a second glance. Even her final, desperate question couldn't make him stay.
So she walked away, burying her love along with their past.
What he didn't know: she was carrying his child.
What she didn't expect: his first love's fans would stalk her, run her car off the road, and nearly kill her and the baby.
And when the public turned her into the villain, calling her the "other woman" , he helped spread the lie. To protect the woman he truly loved.
Years later, she signs the final divorce papers from a hospital bed, ready to erase him from her life forever.
That's when the untouchable CEO breaks.
In front of everyone, he falls to his knees, his voice trembling as he begs her not to leave him.
He once let her go without regret.
Now, he will do anything to have her back.
But some wounds don't heal.
And some love stories don't deserve a second chance.

When Claire lost their unborn child, Ethan was in Finland—with another woman.
He didn’t ask why she had gone to the hospital. He only demanded that she visit his mother, surrender their bedroom to his beautiful colleague, and stop “making a scene.”
Then he destroyed the last piece of art Claire’s mother had left behind and locked Claire in a room while she begged him to take her to the hospital.
So Claire left her engagement ring on the counter and disappeared.
By the time Ethan learned the truth, she had already built a new life beneath the northern lights.
Now he is ready to sacrifice everything to win her back.
But some apologies arrive after love is already gone.

On my first day back in the country after studying abroad, my mother sent me to my fiancé’s company. I was to work low-profile as a secretary, just to slowly cultivate our relationship.
The moment I stepped into the office, a domineering woman started ordering me around, demanding I fetch her coffee.
I endured it.
That was until she deliberately spilled the coffee all over me. Only then did I realize that this woman—running amok in my fiancé’s company and treated like a queen by everyone—was his mistress.

A hundred years ago, old Duke Rowland saved me with a bowl of hot soup when I was dying. To repay him, I swore myself, as the Silver Wolf Goddess, to a hundred-year covenant protecting House Rowland.

I taught Garrett how to hold a sword. I turned Caleb into a prodigy at the Mages' Guild. I saved Preston's family from ruin.

But Lillian took a potion to fake being sick, and all it took was her claiming only my heart could save her to turn three men's knives on me.

In my last life, I begged them to listen, told them that cutting out my heart would tear down the foundation of House Rowland itself. They finally backed off.

Then Lillian, trying to keep the lie going, secretly upped her dose and poisoned herself to death in her own bed.

The three of them lost their minds and blamed me for her death.

"A beast doesn't get to call itself the guardian of House Rowland. Die."

They cut my heart out. I died on that altar.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day they took my heart.

This time, I didn't waste my breath. I handed it over myself and let them have what they wanted.

The goddess's heart fell. The covenant ended.

They just didn't know yet how badly House Rowland would fall apart without me.

On her wedding anniversary, Brielle plans on gifting her husband, Alpha Argon, a news on her pregnancy. But she's left shattered when she found Argon proposing to his first lover, Estelle, a super model and daughter of Alpha Deron from Red Wood pack.

Argon rejects Brielle for his first love. He and Estelle don't hesitate to mock her for being wolfless and a burden with no family.

When she planned to hide the news of her pregnancy, a curious Estelle fishes out the report, shocking Argon with the news.

Brielle thinks the goddess would mend her broken relationship, but her whole world came crumbling when Argon and Estelle pushed her down the stairs, resulting to her miscarriage. Broken, she receives a divorce letter from Argon, giving her twenty four hours to sign and leave.

In her pains, something was awoken in Brielle. Something rare and deadly.

"Don't sign it, Brielle. That's not the way of the IVYs. Make them pay."

Her eyes glowed green.

She was his Luna. But never his love.
Now another man wants her, and fate refuses to be silent.

For five years, Arya wore the title of Luna like a chain. Married to Alpha Jaime, the man her pack worshipped but who never looked at her like she was his. Not once.

She thought the ache of being unwanted was the worst pain she’d ever feel.
Then came the rogue attack. The betrayal. The accusation. And she was done, no longer able to sit and endure the hate.

Then came man with eyes like the sun and a voice that called to something buried deep inside her.

The Lycan King doesn’t want a mate.
Arya doesn’t want another heartbreak.
But fate doesn’t care what they want.

As tensions rise between wolves and Lycans, Arya finds herself torn between the Alpha who let her go… and the King who wants to claim her, body and soul. Only one of them ever made her feel like more than a duty.

Only one sees the mark beneath her skin for what it truly is, power, legacy, and the key to him ruling the world.

He ignored her love. Now he’ll have to watch another man burn for it. But he’d rather burn first.

They chained her like a mutt.
They thought she was just another rogue.

But Valerie is no ordinary wolf. She is the last bloodline of a forgotten kingdom, the true Luna of Elyandria—and she’s come to burn the empire that destroyed her family.

Dragged into the ruthless Kymera Pack, Valerie hides in plain sight, surviving brutal labor, cruel guards, and the piercing gaze of Alpha Draven—the cold, dangerously magnetic ruler who feels like both enemy and fate. He should be her executioner. Instead, he becomes her obsession... and perhaps her greatest weakness.

As their forbidden bond spirals into heat and chaos, secrets begin to crack open. Because Draven doesn’t know that the rogue he desires is the very heir to the throne his father once annihilated. And when her truth rises, it won’t just shatter his crown—

It will start a war.

Valeria became a slave at 8 after her pack was wiped off overnight.
Hard labor, starvation, and bullying became the order of her days. But the worst was the rejection and Betrayal from her own mate Magnar and then left to die.
Valeria’s world shattered—until she discovered a secret power hidden inside her. A power that was linked to the Moon. A power was rumored to change the world order.
It could be a blessing, or it could be a curse.
The road ahead of Valeria was long and tough; Enemies and friends were equally unpredictable.
How would this bruised girl survive in this cruel world? And when fate brought Magnar to her again, how would she choose?
In a world where trust is a luxury and power is everything, would Valeria rise as a savior—or a force of destruction?

Gina is a woman who can't shift, but her mate is an Alpha who hates the weak! The situation of the pack is critical so Alpha William needs a wise and strong she-wolf to be his Luna. Thus Gina becomes a pathetic person.
Although William clearly tells her that let her become Luna is with purpose, but she has nowhere to escape. Facing this powerful man, Gina chooses to endure, but fate forces her into a desperate situation, her boyfriend is other women's mate, she loses her dearest sister and dies in the rushing river.
Gina came back from the dead and got strong power, when she returns to the previous place again, what will she choose? Of course, to fight back against the enemy! Take back everything that she lost!

With her sweet love blossoming like never before, Alyssa Reid is finally about to visit
her boyfriend, Carl Silver's family for the first time. All was going well until things started taking a weird turn.

Turns out Carl had a deep dark secret unknown to her, and his goals for bringing her to visit his family was for her find out this secret and make her a part of it.

Blurb: Claire’s position as Luna is taken from her by her best friend. Claire was wronged of her position and rights. Her best friend poisoned and killed her in order to take her position. But death wasn’t the end for she was reborn into the body of another wolf.

Who has the body she’s in now?

And what will be her next move after she regains her memories?

Blurb:

Lilith thought she had died as the one guy she had ever loved stared at her with hatred in his eyes, only to wake up two years ago when he hadn’t shown her his true colors.

Life gave her another chance and you can be sure she’s using it for revenge.

In her past life she had made mistakes by being too kind and naive, and trusting those who she shouldn’t have.

She had been betrayed and hurt, and lost everything she had, including her life; but In this life, she swears to get revenge on those evil people including her self-acclaimed bestie and the so-called love of her life.

With more than enough information at her disposal this time around, she came with her revenge serving cold.

The only thing she was not prepared for is the fact that she finds herself a mate this time around, a mate she never had in her past life.

He is the least possible guy she expects, one she had blown off severally in the past, and one who just happens to be the ex best friend of her husband in her past life…

They say you only appreciate something only when you've lost it.For Alpha Declan Silvercrest, that lesson came three days too late.

For three years, I built his pack's medical center from nothing. For three years, I stood by his side as his Luna. For three years, I begged for scraps of his attention while he catered to his "sick" childhood sweetheart, Selene.

When the pack doctor told me I had three days to live from silver poisoning, something inside me finally broke not my heart, but my chains.

In seventy-two hours, I signed over everything: my medical center to Selene, my trust fund to my ungrateful sister, my mate bond back to Declan. Everyone praised me for finally being selfless and mature.

What they didn't know? I wasn't dying. I was escaping.

I faked my death, exposed their lies, and disappeared into the night. But the biggest twist? I'm not the orphaned human they thought I was. I'm the lost Nightshade heir and I'm done playing weak.

Now Declan's at my door, his pack crumbling, begging for another chance. But I already gave him three years.

He had three days to love me. Now he has forever to regret it.

Ava Davis's POV:

I had just walked out of the abortion clinic when I got a call from John Williams' assistant.

"Ms. Davis, we've got a problem. Mr. Williams was photographed with four women at the same time, and the pictures are all over the internet. Reporters have blocked the company entrance."

I closed my eyes, feeling utterly exhausted.

My lower abdomen still ached, like something had been carved out of my body, but what hurt more was my heart—already battered and bruised by this marriage.

"Got it. I'll be there in twenty minutes."

After hanging up, I stuffed the medical records into my bag and walked out of the hospital. The sun outside was so bright I could barely open my eyes.

I raised my hand to shield them, suddenly remembering the first time I met John—the sun had been just as harsh that day.

I was only eighteen then, still a student, handing out flyers on the street when I got heatstroke. I was dizzy and about to collapse when John happened to pass by and caught me.

I remember his eyes—clear as lake water. His high cheekbones, thin lips pressed together with a hint of careless detachment.

In that moment, I fell. Like something had struck my heart, and from then on, there was no turning back.

Looking back now, I was pathetically stupid.

I'd been John's secretary for three years, helping him handle countless scandals. Few people knew that I'd actually been married to him for three years.

In our first year of marriage, he brought a female celebrity home for the night.

I remember sitting in the living room that night, waiting until 3 AM, hearing laughter from the bedroom.

I didn't push the door open. I just sat on the couch all night.

After that, it happened more and more, until I went numb.

Fiona Harper devoted her entire youth to loving Carlos Morton, but Carlos hated her, loathing her heartlessness for refusing to donate a deceased person's heart.
He said, "Since you refuse to let Debbie Harper regain her health, everything I want to give her, you shall bear!"
Until the bloody truth was laid bare before his eyes, he realized that the love he intended to give her could never return to what it once was...

On the day Carter and I remarried, our son Finn had been in the hospital for forty days.

The line at City Hall was long. Carter spent the whole time with his head down, texting, wearing a smile I hadn't seen on him in years.

The person on the other end was Wren Dalton, an art student getting by on a scholarship and part-time jobs. She'd turned Carter down three times. When he sent her a full set of art supplies, she shipped it back untouched with a note: Leave me alone.

Carter said nobody had ever treated him like that before.

The look in his eyes when he said it was the same look he used to give me, back when he was trying to win me over more than ten years ago.

I didn't call him out on it. The last time we divorced, I fought with everything I had and still walked away without a dime or a job. I walked out on him, and he still found a way to drag me back.

After City Hall, Carter dropped me off at the hospital and said he wouldn't be home that night. I nodded and watched his car pull away.

Around midnight, our housekeeper sent me a video. It was from our house: Carter carrying Wren up the stairs toward the bedroom, and her laughing, bright and happy.

Everyone was waiting for me to cry. But this time, I just pushed my ring down to the base of my finger so it wouldn't slip off.

What they didn't know was that this remarriage was an act. Sooner or later, I'd be the one to take that ring off.

The mild concussion from my car accident had left me with a splitting headache.
I lay in my hospital bed, staring at the ceiling for what felt like forever before finally picking up my phone and texting my boyfriend, Rowan.
"Can you come to the hospital and keep me company for a while today?"
Half an hour later, he replied.
"I'm busy right now."
Rowan was New York's hottest rising avant-garde photographer. Outsiders marveled at his uncanny ability to capture the human soul, but as his girlfriend, I only ever felt suffocated.
He was always complaining that my emotions were too intense and would contaminate his inspiration.
That was why, for three whole years, I had never been allowed to set foot inside his red-brick photography studio in Brooklyn.
To avoid disturbing his precious "creative flow," I had even called myself a cab to the emergency room when my fever once spiked to 104 degrees Fahrenheit.
Not once had I dared to bother him.
It wasn't until after I was discharged that I finally worked up the courage to visit his studio.
The door was slightly ajar.
A woman was reclining on the sofa, posing for a photograph.
Rowan stood in front of her, camera raised, capturing every angle.
I stepped closer for a better look, only to realize who she was.
His ex-girlfriend, Vivian Hart.

On her wedding anniversary, Brielle plans on gifting her husband, Alpha Argon, a news on her pregnancy. But she's left shattered when she found Argon proposing to his first lover, Estelle, a super model and daughter of Alpha Deron from Red Wood pack.

Argon rejects Brielle for his first love. He and Estelle don't hesitate to mock her for being wolfless and a burden with no family.

When she planned to hide the news of her pregnancy, a curious Estelle fishes out the report, shocking Argon with the news.

Brielle thinks the goddess would mend her broken relationship, but her whole world came crumbling when Argon and Estelle pushed her down the stairs, resulting to her miscarriage. Broken, she receives a divorce letter from Argon, giving her twenty four hours to sign and leave.

In her pains, something was awoken in Brielle. Something rare and deadly.

"Don't sign it, Brielle. That's not the way of the IVYs. Make them pay."

Her eyes glowed green.

Lyric was never weak—only unprotected. Betrayed by her own blood, tortured, and left to die, she survives long enough to awaken the truth of who she is: the Moon Goddess’s daughter reborn and the most powerful wolf alive.
Cole, her true mate, stands at her side as she returns to a pack that failed her. Lyric doesn’t seek chaos or cruelty—she seeks justice. Every wound inflicted on her will be answered. Every betrayal will be paid for.
As enemies fall and fate unfolds, Lyric rises as Lunar Queen, determined to protect the innocent and punish the guilty. This is not a story of darkness consuming a girl—this is a story of a woman reclaiming her power.
A raw, emotional werewolf romance filled with vengeance, destiny, and unbreakable love.

"Since you survived last time, remember what I told you. Stay away from things that don't belong to you." My sister arrogantly declared, her arms resting on her chest.

"Why? Are you the Alpha King's mate?" I asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Well...no but I will be his wife," she answered decisively.

"What if his mate appears? What will you do then?"

"I will get rid of her like, I've got rid of every other obstacle in my path."

I gazed at her, hoping to see a hint of hesitation on her face, but there was none. This is what my sister truly is, something I should have realized long ago.

With a chilling calmness, a crazy plan crept into my thoughts.

I already know that the Alpha King is her target, and from this moment on, HE'LL BECOME MINE AS WELL.


Semira's deepest desire was freedom—a liberation from the shackles of her oppressive family, most notably her sister. She spent her days in submission, scorned by her kin and enduring the brunt of her sister's malice.

On her 18th birthday, her father unexpectedly liberated her, a singular gesture of kindness that promised the life she had always yearned for. Yet, fate dealt a harsh blow just as hope's light began to pierce her gloom, her sister, extinguished her life in cold blood.

In the enveloping darkness, Semira encountered two enigmatic figures, Selene and Nemesis. Together, they granted her a second life, along with the power to seek her vengeance.

Now, armed with a second chance, Zendaya faces a pivotal choice. Will she chase the elusive butterfly of happiness, or will she wield her newfound power to carve a path of vengeance?

She came to steal his most dangerous secret. She never planned on becoming it.
Silver Ardent is the best thief in Ardenmoor, and she works alone for a reason. Four years ago, her pack cast her out — publicly, without explanation, in front of everyone she had ever loved. Since then she has built a life that needs no one and answers to nothing. So when a vampire lord offers her a fortune to break into the vault of the Lycan King and lift a relic called the Iron Shard, she takes the job. It is just another door.
What her employer neglects to mention: she was never hired to steal the Shard. She was sent to absorb it. She isn't the thief on this job. She's the cargo.
Rustan Veyr — King of the lycans, twenty-third guardian of the Shard — knows exactly what she is before she ever touches his wards. He should put her down on sight. Instead, when word reaches him that she is coming, he writes three words and leaves the gate open: Let them come.
Neither of them planned on the mate bond.
Now Silver is trapped inside the one place she came to rob, chained by something older than either of them to a man she was built to betray, with a power waking in her blood that could remake the world or break it. Falling for her mark was never the plan.
Trusting him might be the most dangerous heist of all.