9181 Book(s) Related to possessing my alpha the silver run series

On my son's seventh birthday, he hid behind my husband's first love and shouted at me, "You're a bad woman! She's my real mom!"
My husband was even crueler. He threw me out of the house without a second thought.
"To me, you were nothing but a surrogate."
Heartbroken, I walked away—and later adopted an abandoned little boy.
Years passed, when my husband finally learned the truth about the woman he had always protected, he came to me with our biological son, both of them kneeling before me in tears, begging for forgiveness.
Holding my adopted son's hand, I smiled calmly.
"Sorry. I only have one son."

When the apocalypse came, my materialistic ex-girlfriend not only complained that I only knew how to play games, but also conspired with relatives to poison me, cruelly steal my superpower crystal core, and degrade me into a hopeless cripple!
She thought that by taking away my power she could curry favor with the powerful and live a carefree life, but little did she know that not only did I not die, but the "League of Legends max level system" in my mind had actually completed its ultimate upgrade!
Sylas uses his ultimate to regain his power, Pyke's X-shaped slash breaks his enemy's limbs; a horde of 100,000 zombies presses in, and the whole city is in despair, when I descend from the sky with my treasure girl who is my life partner!
Pantheon's slam, Miss Fortune's barrage, Ziggs's nuke... Five LOL ultimate moves in a row wiped out the entire field, evaporating 100,000 zombies in one minute and directly ascending to the throne of the wasteland god!
Looking at my stunningly beautiful and god-level support character whom I had spoiled rotten, my ex-girlfriend, who had fallen into the mire, was filled with remorse. She knelt in the sewage, kowtowing and crying, begging to be a foot-washing maid.
I looked down at them and sneered, "Sorry, my five-player squad is already full."

After Martina Martinez and Benjamin Walker's breakup, paparazzi captured photos of the business tycoon entering the Walker family mansion with a mysterious woman late at night.

This caused a stir, and this wealthy family was bombarded by various media outlets.

During a phone interview, the gossip reporter asked, "Miss Martinez, how do you feel now that Mr. Walker has a new girlfriend?"

Martina held her painful forehead and looked towards Benjamin, who was adjusting his suit by the floor-to-ceiling window. He gestured for her to come over and help him with his tie.

Holding her phone, Martina responded, "It's... complicated!"

The reporter's heart leaped with joy and asked, "Is it heartbroken?!"

Martina was about to nod, but Benjamin raised his eyebrows and took her phone away.

His deep and alluring voice was heard on the other end of the line, "New girlfriend? Whose?"

The three alpha wolves who bullied me
never knew the truth.

I wasn't the quiet boy they tormented.

I was the girl hiding behind my dead brother's name.

And I was their fated mate.


For a year, I lived under my dead brother’s name, hiding my identity and my power.

But on my eighteenth birthday, everything changed.

My disguise shattered.
My power awakened.

And the broken boy they mocked became a legendary Lunar Shadow Wolf.

Now the three alphas who once humiliated me feel every scar they caused.

They want forgiveness.

Too bad.

Because the wolves who once bullied me?

They belong to me now.

And this time—

they’re the ones who will kneel.

In my past life, I gave away all my resources to protect them, only to have my girlfriend and best friend lock the security door themselves, leaving me to be devoured alive by zombies in despair.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back three days before the apocalypse.
I maxed out my credit cards, frantically stockpiled hundreds of tons of supplies, and built an indestructible steel fortress! When the bloody apocalypse arrived as scheduled, those traitors were frantically torn apart by monsters outside the door, crying and banging on the door for help.
I sat in front of the monitor, took a sip of hot coffee, and calmly pulled down the last steel gate.
"In this life, you don't even deserve to be dogs."

The day I gave birth, I wasn't handed my crying baby, but a tight swaddle of blood-stained cash.
To secure his seat as the new Don, my husband had traded our newborn to Agatha—my own flesh-and-blood aunt, and the young wife of his paralyzed father.
Reduced to nothing more than a convenient incubator, I spent the next four years as a prisoner in my own home.
Ronald issued a ruthless order to his men: if I ever took a single step toward Agatha’s heavily guarded wing to see my son, I was to be shot on sight.
But a mother's desperation knows no bounds.
When my boy's fever spiked dangerously high, I blasted through armed guards and walked through a blazing inferno just to save his life.
Yet, the most fatal wound didn't come from the flames or the shattered glass.
It happened in the ER, when the four-year-old boy I nearly died to save woke up, shoved away my severely burned hands, and screamed for Agatha. He begged me to leave, crying that he just wanted to be a "real family" with his dad and the woman who stole my life.
Staring at the twisted family my husband and aunt had built upon my stolen motherhood, a sudden, icy numbness quieted my shattered world.
"Call me Mom one last time," I whispered through the ash and tears, "and I promise I'll never bother you again."

My perfect husband built a thick soundproof wall in our new house, strictly forbidding me from touching it. When he left, I took a hammer to the drywall. Hidden inside the dark void was a bloodstained engagement ring belonging to a missing woman. Am I sleeping next to a killer?

Five years into my marriage, I took off my Donna necklace at the Rossi family’s New Year’s Eve banquet and Noah still thought I could never leave him.
He stood by the long table with his mistress, Amelia, and said in front of every capo, “Some people will never measure up to her. Not even close.”
I didn’t cry. I didn’t make a scene. I just turned and walked away. On my way out, my cousin Lucas, my fixer, handed me a cup of coffee.
Three days later, he brought me two pieces of news.
Amelia was four months pregnant. And Noah was trading family territory to get his bastard child recognized by the family.
“What are you going to do?” Lucas asked.
I stared out the window, thinking about the red lipstick stain on Noah’s shirt. Thinking about the smug look in his eyes when he told me, “I only helped her because I felt sorry for her.”
“Wait,” I said. “Wait until they think they’ve won.”
What Noah didn’t know was I was still holding one last trump card.

After sleeping for a thousand years, I returned to the ancestral castle that was supposed to be mine.
Only to find my throne torn down and turned into an auction block for the black market, my territory carved up clean by traitors.
And my only pureblood descendant in this world was actually being auctioned off like livestock—covered in blood, chained up with a cheap dog collar around his neck.
The entire room of nobles and elites mistook me for the lowest kind of half-blood trash, mocking me as a rat too stupid to know when he was dead.
The usurper, eager to curry favor with the Abyss, shouted that he would drain me dry and offer my blood as a tribute to the three pureblood princes deep within the Abyss.
Then the void split open, and those three supreme princes—the untouchable monsters the world worshiped—truly descended.
Under the horrified gaze of more than a thousand nobles and elites, those three ancient monsters threw themselves at my feet, scrambling and crawling, wailing in terror without even daring to raise their heads:
"Your unworthy descendants... welcome the Ancestor's return!!!"

Three months into their marriage, Stella Dawson had been diligently playing the role of a delicate, spoiled flower—pushing every button she could—until she finally drove the CEO to the brink of madness.
Alexander Sterling coldly tossed the divorce papers at her. "Let's get divorced."
Tears welled up in Stella's eyes, but inwardly, she was grinning from ear to ear. Good riddance to being the CEO's wife! I'm going back to being the richest woman alive!
Alexander was certain he’d never regret his decision.
That is, until he saw his ex-wife surrounded by admirers, amassing wealth, and dominating every industry she touched. Power players from all fields bowed before her, declaring, "Little sister, just say the word, and we’ll take down anyone who dares mess with you!"
Swallowing his pride, Alexander squeezed his way into the crowd of handsome men. "Sweetheart, I take it back. Let’s get back together."

When Lena Vale's father dies, he leaves behind nothing but debt — and not the kind any solicitor can settle.
Bound by an ancient blood contract she never signed, Lena is given seven days to present herself at Ashveil Manor, deep in the shadow realm of Veth, and give one year of her life in service to Lord Dorian Ashveil — the most feared vampire in a world she didn't know existed. She arrives under protest. The estate, apparently, listens.
Dorian is nothing like what she expected. He is cold, yes — centuries old, commanding, and devastatingly careful with everything he allows himself to feel. But he is also unexpectedly honest. And he stands when she enters a room, every single time, as if she is worth the gesture.
Lena tells herself it means nothing.
She is wrong.
As the months pass inside Veth's eternal dusk, the line between captive and chosen begins to blur. But darker forces are closing in — a rival clan with a weapon that runs on Lena's blood, a secret her father sold that could destroy everything, and a choice that no contract can make for her.
She came to Veth to pay a debt.
She may stay for something far more dangerous.
Crimson Vow is a slow-burn vampire romantic fantasy for readers who like their heroines fierce, their heroes worth the wait, and their love stories earned one impossible moment at a time.

Born with magic in her veins, Murphy Davide is a witch hiding in plain sight as a raccoon shifter.

Theodore Williams is a dragon tormented by the violence in his blood. When their paths cross at Arlo University, what begins as a pragmatic alliance—she seeks to develop a dragon transformation stabilizer;

he simply wants to survive to adulthood—slowly blossoms into something neither expected: trust.

But prejudice never sleeps within the academy walls. The Second Squadron marks them as a threat.

The psionic witch Phyllis covets Theodore's bloodline for her own dark purposes. Even Hetty, Murphy's dearest friend, grows distant amid the brewing storms.

Through a critical experiment under the full moon and a life-and-death trial in the botanical gardens, Murphy comes to understand a devastating truth:

true stability was never something a potion could provide. It is found only in the mutual redemption of two lonely souls who dared to choose each other against all odds.

A witch's magic. A dragon's curse. A bond that could save them both—or destroy everything.

"What is love!? Carmen did you just mention that!?" With his speaking of rage and burning in anger; he asked.

"Yes... I have always do— I love you" she mouthed with her words stressed.

"You can try and ignore me if you can... Only if you know how eager I am and how badly I want to tame you". With those promising words from her which left a dark creepy smile on her face; she walked out.

"Love did she just call it? Did she think I will fall for that shit? If only she knew how much love is a weakness to every man". He muttered to himself as he sat down worriedly.

As a mafia boss, he must not have compassion nor can he fall in love.

She is the only one who have that fits to talks bravely to him. Even with his powers, his strength have it's limitations as it went down when he is before her.

He's fearless,
Dangerous,
And kills without a sparing a second to think!
He kills to live and lives to kill!
The smell of blood is what he enjoy most!!!

The dangerous man never forgives anyone even if it is blood—"fuck blood relatives when it comes to the smell of blood!"

He's not just all about dangers but handsome! He's a demigod and every ladies hopes for just a nightstand with him.

A girl sold to him by ruthless father and stepmother changed everything...

*She's annoying
*She's irresistible
*She's hot
*She's the goddess of beauty

What follows when she do the undo—...

She's a spy sent to monitor him, find his weakness and win his heart, will she accomplish that? Won't she fall in love in the process? What if the devil finds out?

In my past life, I was betrayed by my fiancée and my tycoon boss, and thrown alive into a mutated swarm to be torn apart.

When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn fifteen days before the multidimensional catastrophe! Facing my vain ex-boyfriend who was still threatening to break off our engagement and buy me luxury bags, I sneered and decisively blocked him, instantly awakening a "Beast-Level Infrastructure System."

Hoarding supplies in the apocalypse? Too narrow-minded! I directly infiltrated the polar regions with my geeky best friends, tampered with central permissions, and seized my tycoon boss's invincible fortress—a multi-billion dollar investment with a nuclear reactor!

When the catastrophe erupted and gravity collapsed, my boss and ex-girlfriend, dragging their mangled bodies, knelt outside the ten-meter-thick tungsten steel door, frantically kowtowing, begging to be brought in as dogs. I, however, holding a Romanée-Conti, coldly pressed the gravity strangulation button.

The Abyss Era, the Old Gods are all dead. On this wasteland, only I sit high on my icy throne, establishing absolute laws.

In my last life, the city became a locked-down apocalypse zone.
My “family-first” elite father shoved my older brother into a raider’s shotgun just to survive.
My pampered socialite mother thought I was dead weight—and personally threw me into a tide of infected.
When I opened my eyes again, it was the third day after the world collapsed.
Watching my mother still dilute her luxury face cream with the last half case of water—while my father lectured me about principles—
I drew my tactical knife and pinned it clean through the solid oak table.
“From now on, supplies are split. Rot here and prove it to me.”

I'm the mafia heir's practice girlfriend.
He uses me to learn how to control his temper, how to kiss, how to make love.
All so he won't freak out his true love after they get married.
His guys worry: "Boss, you're not actually catching feelings for the maid's daughter, are you?"
Michael laughs coldly: "Would you fall for a sex toy?"
Everyone thinks I'm pathetic, but I keep smiling while I hand him knives and light his cigarettes.
Until news breaks that he's engaged.
His mom slaps down a hundred-million-dollar check: "Get away from Michael. Disappear forever."
I take the money like a good girl and vanish.
But that night, I hear Michael tried to kill himself and got rushed to the ER.

I was carrying Don Elijah’s child. But on the exact day I went into labor, the man I loved dragged me to an underground freezer—standing at a deadly minus ten degrees Celsius—and locked the heavy metal door.

The reason? The Varro Mafia family’s ironclad rule: the firstborn son inherits the entire empire. His brother’s wife, Elena, was also pregnant, our due dates separated by a single day.

To guarantee his brother’s child secured the throne, Elijah callously snuffed out my hope.

"Elena’s child must be born first," he demanded coldly. "This is what you owe them!"

He ignored the warm rush of my broken water. He ignored my agonizing, tearing contractions. He shoved me into the icy darkness, violently injecting me with a drug specifically designed to halt my labor.

Curled up on the frost-covered concrete, freezing and completely alone, I clutched my stomach in sheer agony. In the suffocating cold, I felt the terrifying stillness. I felt the tiny, fighting heartbeat inside me slowly, torturously fading away.

Hot tears streamed down my face, freezing before they hit the ground.

"My baby..." I whispered into the pitch-black void, my heart shattering into a million pieces. "Mommy is so sorry..."

Elijah sacrificed our child out of blind loyalty to his brother. But when he finally opens that frostbitten door, he won’t merely find a broken woman—he will face the terrifying, irreversible ruin of his own legacy.

Madeleine has seen spirits since she was a small child. It runs in her family and she has never known any different. But when she goes to her favorite antique shop and notices that the plain silver band she has had her eyes set on for three years is still there, she finally decides to purchase it. As soon as she touches the ring, a spirit of a man, Christian, appears and follows her around the shop. The more she learns of his story, the more she learns about herself until she falls for him. Fate has a mysterious way of working. With one life altering moment, she is faced with the very spirit that has been around her. A model in a coma named, Christian.

Warnings: life altering injuries, sexual content, and violence.

Age Suggestion: 18+

The Unwanted Ring: A Romance that Stood the Test of Time is created by Minette Enfers, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

“A powerful opener to a series [that] will produce a combination of feisty protagonists and challenging circumstances to thoroughly involve not just young adults, but adult fantasy fans who seek epic stories fueled by powerful friendships and adversaries.”--Midwest Book Review (Diane Donovan) (re A Throne for Sisters)“Morgan Rice's imagination is limitless!”--Books and Movie Reviews (re A Throne for Sisters)From #1 Bestselling fantasy author Morgan Rice comes a new series for middle grade readers (and beyond)! Fans of Harry Potter and Percy Jackson—look no further!In THE OBSIDIANS: OLIVER BLUE AND THE SCHOOL FOR SEERS (BOOK THREE), 11 year old Oliver Blue once again finds himself in the race of his life. His beloved friend Esther is dying of time-travel sickness, and the only chance of saving her is to risk his life and travel back in time once more.This time, it is to the Italy of the 1400s, to visit two very important people: Leonardo Da Vinci, and his rival, Michelangelo. Only Leonardo’s inventions hold the answer; and only Michelangelo’s paintings hold the key.The Obsidians, though, are bent on revenge, and Chris is determined to not stop until his little brother is done.An uplifting fantasy, THE OBSIDIANS is book #3 in a riveting new series filled with magic, love, humor, heartbreak, tragedy, destiny, and a string of shocking surprises. It will make you fall in love with OLIVER BLUE, and keep you turning pages late into the night.Book #4 in the series will be available soon! “The beginnings of something remarkable are there.” --San Francisco Book Review (re A Quest of Heroes)

My brother and my fiancée forged evidence of my crimes. They claimed I was guilty of corruption, bribery, and betraying the family—that I was a traitor to the nation. If not for their "mercy," they said, I would have already been sentenced to death.

But that wasn't enough. Three years later, when Father lay dying, my brother and fiancée threw me into the Gulf of Mexico, all to eliminate any chance I might have of competing for the family inheritance.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to three years ago—to the moment they framed me for treason...

My henchman, drunk, accidentally revealed he was a reincarnated individual, claiming that the apocalypse would arrive in nine days and he would kill me to seize all my wealth.
I laughed.
I'd been a pirate king for ten years; what storms hadn't I weathered?
I not only emptied his treasure chest that he considered his for the taking overnight, but also used his money to buy up all the survival supplies in the city.
When the apocalypse truly arrived, he could only kneel on the zombie-infested shore, watching helplessly as I sailed towards the absolutely safe island paradise.

My squadmates falsely accused me of being a vampire. They poured scalding water over me claiming it was "holy water," spiked my meals with garlic extract, and even splashed me with stinking goat blood. In the end, their madness drove them to plunge a sharpened cross straight into my heart...

Adalina lives with her very protective older brother Zarakai and his four best friends, they helped raise her after their parents died. Now she is eighteen and she doesn't know how to turn her feelings off. After being rejected by Austin, she turned to Jace who loves her more than he should considering the age gap. Now Austin is back in town and Jace doesn't like sharing. Adalina wants Jace and Austin. Maybe even Tyler and Spencer too. Will the four men learn to share her, or will she end up heartbroken?

Play the BDSM game with the mafia triplets

"You were ours from the second we set eyes on you."

"I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize that you belong to us." One of the triplets said, yanking my head back to meet his intense eyes.

"You are ours to fúck, ours to love, ours to claim and use in any way we want. Isn't that right, darling?" The second one added.

"Y….yes, sir." I breathed.

"Now be a good girl and spread your legs, let's see what a needy little mess our words have made you." The third one added.


Camilla witnessed a murder made by masked men and luckily ran away. On her way to find her disappeared father, she crosses paths with the world's most dangerous mafia triplets who were the killers she met before. But she didn’t know it...

When the truth was revealed, she was taken to the triplets’ BDSM club. Camilla has no way to run, the mafia triplets would do anything to keep her as their little slut.

They are willing to share her but is she going to submit to the three of them?

Giving up has never been an option….
While fighting for his life and freedom has become commonplace for Alpha Cole Redmen, the battle for both hits a whole new level once he finally returns to the place he’s never called home. When his fight to escape results in dissociative amnesia, Cole must overcome one obstacle after another to get to the place he only knows about in his dreams. Will he follow his dreams and find his way home or will he get lost along the way?
Join Cole on his emotional journey, inspiring change, as he fights to return to Crimson Dawn.

*This is the second book in the Crimson Dawn series. This series is best read in order.

**Content warning, this book contains descriptions of physical and sexual abuse that sensitive readers may find disturbing. For adult readers only.

Medici and her two vampire lovers.

"Guys, this is Isabella" Sarah introduced me,

"Okay guys so Isabella is apparently a first year, and from a random orphanage and didn't even know that her Dom is a king" Sarah laughed to me.

"You're with Edward? I couldn't handle him" Payton said.

"Handle him?" I asked, the girls all giggled.

"I didn't even make it past his manners phase" Sarah told me.

"Edward shares the throne of England and Russian territory with his father" Veronica explained to me,

"Wait what, England and Russia? What do you mean, England has a queen?" I told them,

"Not the human queen silly, the Vampi-" Payton was cut off by Edward strictly calling my name.

I turned around, terrified,

"Isabella, come here" he called to me, and beckoned for me to come to him. I walked over to him shyly, feeling the glare of jealously on the back of my neck.

"Yes sir?" I asked him when I approached, he sat in between other doms.

"Sit here darling" he told me and motioned to his lap. My cheeks were bright red,

"On-on your lap Edward?" I asked him.

"How DARE you address him by his name-" another dominant said to me, Edward help up his hand to silence him.

"Sweetheart, I know you're still new to this, but you will address me as 'sir' or 'master' here. Now sit on my lap" he told me. I sat on his lap.

Edward whispered something to Eros,

"Punish the girls for the gossip" he said calmly.

"Girls" Eros said harshly, they all looked over

"You all are being punished together for talking about things that are not yours to tell" Edward said calmly. They all look mortified.

"Go wait in the red room, I'll be watching your punishment with my sub" he said calmly.

Arkhaios is a very secret society. Isabella, however, as a human girl was invited. No one knows that Isabella is a pureblood royal child.
"Why would a royal child be orphaned?" someone would asked. Purebloods were rare, powerful, and honored. Royal families rarely concieved.
Because she's a Medici.
The Medici's, the thirteenth royal family. Previously the most powerful royal vampire family, until the twelve Royal famlies voted to have their line ended for war crimes.

Isabella is orphaned at birth. She gains admission into prestigious academy outside of London. When she attends the academy, she meets Edward.
Edward is commissioned by his father and the headmaster to mentor and protect her. While Edward is annoyed with the task, he falls in love with her. Isabella learns that she is not an orphan, but in fact a very powerful, yet-to-shift vampire. Attacks begin on her life.
Damien, Edward's half brother was hired by Edward to protect her full-time at the Academy. Isabella and Damien fall in love.
The three are told their relationship is untraditional and forced to keep it a secret...
It won't be a secret as you guess.

What exactly does it mean to be his bride?


Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride.

No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past.

Was he turning them into slaves?

Feeding them to his dragon?

Or was he... feeding on them?

That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human.

Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart.

What was he using them for?!

But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be.

Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen.

Why?

Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it?

“Show me your breasts.”

One of the buyers came up in front of her again. His nose crinkled, lifting his upper lip into a sneer.

She raised her fingers to her bodice, obeying as she always must if she did not wish to face severe punishment.

“My lord” manager appeared in a gesture of respect.

Suddenly, manager stopped. His voice rised in a strangled manner.

Gayriel looked up, unable to help herself. Three years at the choosing house and she had never once seen manager flustered.

“That one.” said a voice.


Woman. Virgin. Sex slave.

Three words that describe Gayriel on the day she is to be sold into service.

But she want freedom. She expected it would be difficult, and she expected it would be dangerous—the very act of escape would forfeit her life if she was caught. What she didn't expect was him.

Dynarys Firestriker, general of the Amber Aerie guard. Dragon Lord. Half Breed.

His very blood is a legacy he must fight to overcome, and slipping a female spy into his enemy's midst is the easiest way to prove himself. But the slave he chooses for the task is anything but easy. Worse, she tempts his beast...


PLEASE NOTE: This is a complete series collection for Amber Aerie Series by Lacey St Sin. Seperate books from the series are available on the author page.

"I'm mated to you, Asher," I whispered, hoping for his acceptance.

"No, you're mated to yourself because I can never be with someone like you," Asher replied coldly. "I, Asher, hereby reject you as my mate."

Confusion and heartache consumed me as I stared at him, my voice trembling. "Why are you saying all of this to me?"

"Because, Lenora, I can't be your mate. I regret accepting to be your boyfriend in the first place; it was merely out of pity," he declared, devoid of emotion.

Tears welled in my eyes as his words cut through me. "I've never loved you, Lenora. I thought you would grow stronger, but you're still the weakest wolf I've ever encountered, even at seventeen."

Lenora Hunter, marked as the weakest wolf in the Serene pack, had never let that define her until she faced rejection from Asher, her only hope. Meanwhile, the presence of Alaric, the New Alpha, struck fear into the hearts of wolves far and wide. He was a dreadful and elusive figure, known but rarely seen. Alaric's arrival in the Serene pack, with intentions unknown, only added to the turmoil. Would Lenora, as the weakest wolf, survive the clutches of this ferocious predator? Could she be an exception to his malevolent ways?

She did not like calling attention to herself, and she did not view herself as beautiful. She cared nothing for looks—only for training, for valor, for the honor. She would rather have resembled her father, as her brothers did, the man she admired and loved more than anyone in the world, than have her dainty features. She always checked the mirror for something of himself in her eyes, yet no matter how hard she looked, she could not find it.
She knew she should let it go—but she could not. Something within her would not allow her to. She sensed danger, especially on the eve of the Winter Moon. She did not trust her elder brothers; they would not harm Alston, she knew, but they were reckless and too rough. Worst of all, they were overconfident in their skills. It was a bad combination.
Gwen could stand it no longer. If her father wouldn’t act, then she would. She was old enough now—she did not need to answer to anyone but herself.

Anaiah Ross was abused and mistreated by members of her pack after she killed someone on her first shift, and her alpha mate, Amos, rejected and threw her in the dungeon making her heart shatter to pieces, she later accepts his rejection and on her eighteenth birthday, she finds a second chance mate who is non other than a powerful dangerous lycan king but Amos realises that he can't let Anaiah go.
With two men fighting for her, everything gets complicated and evil plots are revealed and Anaiah discovers her true power that will change the course of her life, and make her a target.
Will Anaiah survive the evil schemes and finds happiness with the man she chooses? Or will she drown in darkness with no way back?
Watch her rise higher!

Lana Danley lives her peaceful life in the small town of Rosecliff where she is a senior in high school. The mundane routine of her daily life is weighing on her as she can only dream of the day she graduates and moves to the big city.
One night, during her shift as a part time forest ranger she finds an unusually large and injured wolf. She decides to help it by bringing it home to treat it’s wounds. Later that night when she goes to check on the wolf, she finds instead her classmate, River Attwood, naked and glaring daggers at her. Soon, she is pulled into the mysteries of Rosecliff and its entanglement with the creatures of the night who rule over the forest, werewolves.

My name is Henley Douglas.
I survived leukemia, and fell in love with the doctor who delivered the news.
Now, he wants to marry me.
In exchange, he will give me everything… except his love.
He gave his heart to one woman who shattered it long ago.
Now, I’m left to pick up the pieces.

Five years ago, my sister, Ari, married Prince Grayson of Estrea in an arranged marriage.
Now, neither could imagine their lives without the other.
Will my arranged marriage be the same?
Or will it end in disaster, leaving me shattered, as well?

Can I marry and give my love to a man who may never love me?
Will he love me, too… one day?
Or am I condemned to live in a loveless marriage, a gilded prison?
Maybe I can love enough for both of us.
Or maybe it will destroy me.
Only time will tell.

Continuation of Bought by the Billionaire Prince by Theresa Oliver.

Bound to the Billionaire Playboy is created by Theresa Oliver, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

What could go wrong if your prison pen pal ends up being the son and heir of the head of the Castillo cartel? What more could go wrong when your overprotective dad is a DEA agent who is determined to take him down?

When Elena Torres, the daughter of a DEA agent, lost a bet and decided to write a prisoner, she had not expected to get in contact with the son of a cartel boss, Marvin Castillo.

What she also didn’t expect was for him to get released from prison or for him to take an interest in her.

She was known to be the good girl. He was known to be a monster.

It was clear that fate didn’t want them to be together, but what the universe did not know was that these two were destined to determine their own path.

A lycan prince in search of his mate. An abused omega desperate to escape her past demons. A prince who does not know how to love. An omega whose only hope at redemption is finding true love.
Prince Draven, first out of the three lycan princes and next in line to the throne, is a ruthless, blood-thirsty, and arrogant man. He was exposed to the brutality of the world at a tender age. To claim his inheritance and become king, he must find his mate, a mission that appears almost impossible.
When he captures an omega girl who tries to take his life, he must punish her for attempted murder, and maybe use her to get what he wants.
In an attempt to escape an abusive mate and pack, Esmeray finds herself in bigger trouble! She had tried to kill a man in her desperation. When she finds out he's the almighty Lycan Prince, the same man she had heard stories of his ruthlessness as a child, she is sure she will be put to death. But why is the fearless Prince asking her to pretend to be his mate?
When the truth finally unfolds and the prince discovers Esme's deception and background, will he send her back to a life of misery? Or will he find his mate in the last place he was looking?

Warning!
18+

Let’s put her in the golden cage.” He suggested.

A smile formed on Jackson’s face when he heard his twin brother’s insistence. It doesn't seem like the solution to the problem, but it would give them enough time to figure out their new sex slave out.

“Then bring her out when we want to fuck her or when she needs our dicks inside her.”

Married, sex-deprived Anna didn't expect that her sexual fantasies will be fulfilled to the peak when she decided to accept the invite of the Twins sibling she met on Tumblr until she got to their mansion and she was caged and prisoned after signing a legal consensual form.

“Why did you accept our invite? Tell us again, ” Jacob asked Anna as he slapped her already, red swollen cheek.

“Because I want you guys to treat me like a sex slave, ” Anna gulped.

Anna Walson, 18 years old virgin and high school dropout who was maltreated and abused by her father after her mother's death was sold to a man her father owed a huge sum of money and she was forced to marry him. She got entangled with the Michealson brothers that she met on an online platform and had sexual relations with them, which in turn made the twins run a background check on her because they wanted her to themselves.

Reign was one the most successful and popular rock artist in the world, she was a star in her own right. She worked ten times harder than her male counterparts. There was a handful of female artists who had achieved the same kind of success she has at such a young age. She was very proud of what she had accomplished in the last three years. It wasn’t easy, she was only fifteen when her manager, Mac, discovered her.

She’d been touring and recording nonstop since she started three years ago. Her and her band have been together since the start of her career, they were all around the same age, but she was the youngest of the five of them. When it was decided that they would be taking at least six months off, the twin’s, Jyden and Jazlyn, parents invited Reign and the other two band members to come and spend their vacation with them. They lived in a small rural village on the coast of Scotland. It was secluded enough that security wouldn’t be a problem to arrange. Security was their specialty; they ran one of the most successful security firms in the world, Hunt Security.

Six months before her 18th birthday, she became the object of a psycho stalker and her manager hired Hunt Security Company. Little did she know that the brother of her guitarist and drummer was the one who would be in charge of her private security and become more than just her bodyguard.

"Yes baby, just like that. Oh fuck yes! Yes!"

I opened my mouth as utter shock and pain filled my body. My husband was fucking my step sister on our wedding night. Hot tears dropped from my eyes as the wet sounds and moaning grew louder and louder.


Larissa, the esteemed Luna of the Tokenmoon pack, had it all. A loving husband and a strong pack. But it was all a lie. Stefan, her alpha husband, was the devil. He maltreated and abused her constantly while cheating on her with her step-sister. To make matters worse, he rejected her and sent her away. Heartbroken, Larissa was lost until she stumbled across her second chance mate. . . Kaden.

Kaden, handsome as sin and the alpha of Griffen-howl pack is a broken man. When his wife runs away with another man, while abandoning him and his son, he vows never to believe in love. But when a homeless woman, Larissa comes into his territory, it appears that he might be breaking those vows. She is his second-chance mate but will he be able to believe in love again?

40 years old Laura Larson, a successful businesswoman as well as a Billionaire CEO of multiple companies in the country had suffered countless marriage fails which led to the death of every man she ever married to die within a year of marriage .

A beautiful woman with an iron fist, given the nickname black widow, because, all the wealthy men she married died mysteriously and she ended up taking the fortune adding to her reputation.

Faced with hardships, and enemies threatening to lay their hands on her wealth, Laura is forced to make a life-changing decision. REMARRY, marry a man who would help her protect her fortune. However what happens when she crosses paths with an all-arrogant 25 years old young man? Handsome, determined, ambitious, and well educated, however, without a job.

Warning ⚠️ strictly 18+, mature language, and illicit contents

“How much for this temptress?” Beta Daniels asked causing me to flinch at the name.

“ 100 jewels.” Came a voice from someone sitting up front.

“200.” Came another voice.

“500” Hollered another.

The room was silent for a moment.

“500 going once, 500 going twice, Sold to Lord Issacson,” Beta Daniels announced.

I felt my heart skip a beat. I had been sold.

“ I want her.” Came a loud snarl.

Everyone in the crowd grew silent.

“Your…Your highness.” Stumbled Beta Daniels, bowing down onto his knee. “We weren’t expecting you tonight.”

“ I want her,” the Vampire King said again. “She is mine.”

“But your highness. She’s already been sold.” Beta Daniels spoke timidly.

“ I don’t care. I want her.” He responded. “ What the king claims, the king gets.”


There’s talk around the supernatural community that Nikolai, is growing weak without a Queen by his side. As the king of vampires, the ruler of the supernatural world, who has been on the throne for a millennium, he would never fall in love with a blood slave he brought from a slave auction.

Wouldn't he?

“Babe, I can smell your arousal for me,” he says as he hovers over my lips and slowly moves his way down my neck.

“Theo please....” I say, but it comes out as a whimper.

I can feel the smirk on his lips as he hoovers on my neck.

“I know you want me, Hayley,” he says.

He moves both of his hands to my waist, his scent engulfing me, which makes me into a trembling mess.

I can feel the circles he is doing on my hips through my dress, which is hiking up my dress up higher…

I fucked up.

I am going to cheat on the person who has been there for me through all the hard times.


Hayley and Theo were high school sweethearts, but a misunderstanding happened between the two and made Hayley heartbroken. She then left the pack and refused to come back for years.

As five years go by, Hayley’s mum wanted to throw one of her famous Christmas parties again and asked Hayley to come with no exception. When Hayley and Theo meet each other again at the party, Theo soon realizes that a lot has happened to Hayley that he never knew. Things get even more complicated when a meddling girl and a few others are out to get Hayley. When Theo and Hayley realize that they are mates, can he win her back after breaking her heart five years ago?

“When done properly, this position can be most satisfying for a woman because it allows deep penetration."
I open my mouth to respond, but all that comes out is a staggered breath and a small sigh. He chuckles, a low, rough rumble and then leans down and kisses the middle of my back.
I feel the tip of him again at my entryway. He pushes in slightly, and my body comes to life again. My muscles react to his presence, contracting and loosening, as if my body is trying to suck him deep inside.
He's my husband's boss, so this is supposed to be wrong.
So why does it feel so right?


Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way.
When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Thompson agrees.
But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else?

Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her?
And if so... what does she do about her husband?
One Weekend with the Billionaire is a sexy story for mature readers.

"Your highness, this is my daughter, and I offer you my loyalty." At a fancy party, I hid in a corner and watched my father, an alpha, bend over to speak to the prince on the throne, while my sister, Bernice, wore a tight, glamorous dress, sit at the prince's feet and show him a charming and smug smile. It was a reception for the Prince and for my sister to be his mate. "My Girl, I got you." My Cousin's disgusting voice sounded. A chill ran down my back. "You can't get it off," he said, reaching for me again. No... At the same time, there was a low cry from the banquet center. Bernice looked pale, and the prince frowned at the crowd before him. He had a Lycan oppressive aura that made everyone afraid to breathe. "Not her," said the prince, refusing even to look at Bernice. How did this happen? Isn't the Prince's mate Bernice? I hid in the corner. I wasn't in the mood to see what was going on at the party. I just wanted to get rid of the jerk in front of me. But why did the Prince Look at me hiding in the corner? Oh, Moon goddess, I can't read his eyes.

Mature audience only: Contains mature language, sex, abuse and violence.

She has no name, not anymore, after so long she has simply forgotten what a name is, what it means to be able to choose, what it means to be able to wish, she has simply forgotten what it means to be a person.
She's just a slave in a pack that makes a point of reminding her that she's nothing more than an object to be used, whether it's to do household chores or to satisfy the sexual desires of her masters.

He is a king, not only that, but the king of werewolves, his domain extends over all the lupine lands and he has never cared about much, his heart is already closed, destroyed by a past he wants to forget.
With one word he could change the whole society, but for what? It's not worth it, the joy of war and fighting is one of the things that keeps him going... And, of course, the pleasure he gets from whoever he wants, whenever he wants, without ever hearing no.

He's not just a king, he's an emperor... His vampire empire covers almost all of Europe, many call him a dictator, others a liberator... He rules his lands with an iron fist, his word is law.
Tired from a long war, he just wants to rest for a while and find the one who will complete him... After living so long, he's tried everything, but he still hasn't found the person fate has given him.

Three completely different people... Three intertwined destinies... Who will heal who and who will survive in the end?

"Are you wet for us already, baby doll?" Braton's deep voice said, traveling through my nerves and setting down my core.

"Take off your clothes slowly," Lucien commanded, prompting my hands to move to the straps of my dress instantly.

"Go lay on the bed and spread your little pussy wide open for our view." Without hesitation, I did as I was told.

"So fucking responsive."


Sophie was tossed between foster homes, where life seemed an endless cycle of neglect, despair, and abuse. Just when she thought her life was about to plunge into darkness once more, she was taken in by a kind-hearted Mafia Princess.

Little did she know that her friendship with the Mafia princess would attract the attention of the world's dangerous mafia twins. They will do anything possible to make her their little slut which includes killing. They are known as pussy hunters.

But they don't fuck one women twice. Will they go through all the trouble just to have her for one night? Or will there be emotion and attachment involved?

“Next! Male. Aged seventeen. Would make a good butler or servant. Starting bid is one hundred coins…”

Ellie couldn’t believe that she was seeing people being bought and sold like cattle.

“I want my human.”

“Humans are not meant to be our slaves! You cannot have her!”


“My, my. You are stunning. For a human, of course. I would love to take you out to dinner some time.” Avery said suavely.

“Thank you. I’d really just like to get home. I’m not interested in you or staying here longer than necessary.”

Avery was surprised that she had so blatantly rejected him. He looked as though he had been slapped across his perfect face. His violet eyes widened in disbelief.

***Ellie is a human who is kidnapped by a fairy. She is supposed to be sold at an auction where fairies buy humans as slaves, but the Ozul takes a liking to her and decides to keep her for her own. She escapes with help from Elvin who is infiltrating the auction and goes to the castle. She learns that there are 'tunnels' between the realms that a mythical being can use to travel through, but they only open once every three months, so Ellie is trapped until the next cycle begins.

Avery, arrogant, prideful, handsome. Knows he can have whatever woman he wants and finds himself only wanting Ellie.