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"What exactly do you see in him? I'm more handsome, and I treat you better, so why do you have feelings for him?” His husky voice vibrated in the dark room, scattering the wine bottle into a thousand pieces.

Lydia stood her ground, refusing to be scared. “Why are you so angry? You're getting married next week, aren't you? So why can't I sleep with him?” She asked with a grimace.

He growled, letting out a low howl, and his eyes turned golden yellow. “You belong to me, your body, soul, heart, flesh….. everything's mine!” He whispered, slowly moving towards her like a predator.

Lydia’s eyes widened, trembling, she began to take steps backwards. He smiled on seeing her reaction. Alpha likes to chase after their prey.

But suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a half-dressed man entered, his eyes burning with rage. “How dare you touch what's mine, boy?!”
———

She lost her memory, but not her destiny.

When Lydia Rockwell, a quiet orphan turned corporate rising star, wakes up from a brutal accident, she remembers only two faces; Justin Magnus, the ruthless Alpha heir who once mocked her, and Harridan Wolfe, the man she'd secretly loved for ten years.

Now caught between two powerful men and a past soaked in betrayal, Lydia must piece together the truth, about her parents’ death, her hidden bloodline, and the accident that almost ended her life.

But the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes. Because Justin’s father will do anything to keep their family’s secrets buried…
And Justin himself is hiding something far deeper.

In a world where power replaces packs, love isn’t just forbidden, it’s fatal.

Will Lydia fight for justice and freedom, or fall for the man her heart and fate can’t let go?

"So hot… I need release…" The rough, guttural moans coming from the King’s chamber vibrated through the floorboards, dripping with a raw, carnal need that made my thighs clench involuntarily.

I was just a servant, but the scent pouring from that room—musk, sweat, and overwhelming dominance—pulled me in like a moth to a flame. I pushed the door open. The Lycan King lay sprawled on the bed, his sheets tangled around his waist, barely hiding the massive tent of his arousal. He was writhing, his hips bucking unconsciously against the mattress, sweat slicking his magnificent, scarred chest.

"AAAAHHHHHHH! I NEED HER!" He roared, his voice thick with lust and agony.

I reached out, my trembling fingers brushing his burning skin. The shockwave was electric. His eyes snapped open—glowing a demonic red—and locked onto my heaving chest.

"Mine," he growled.

He yanked me down, crushing my soft body against his rock-hard erection. I gasped as I felt the thick, throbbing length of him pressing against my belly through our clothes. He buried his face in my neck, inhaling my scent like a starving beast, his tongue dragging a wet, hot stripe up to my ear. "You smell like dessert," he rasped, his hand gripping my ass, grinding me harder against him. "Open for me."

The sheer size of him terrified me, but my own body betrayed me, my core gushing wet heat in response to hisAlpha command. "MATE," he roared, his hips snapping up to dry-hump me with bruising force, promising that once he got inside, he would never pull out.

Selena Vale doesn't have a wolf, status, or any business inside Blackthorn Academy.
She's a human orphan from a poor village. Or that's what she's always been told. Then her name burns into the Selection Hall with silver fire, and the most feared werewolf academy in the kingdom comes to claim her anyway.
Four powerful heirs want her gone.
Kael Draven is the ruthless future Alpha King. He calls her a distraction. Then an ancient soul bond snaps into place, and his obsession turns deadly.
Ryker Ashwood is Kael's rebellious cousin. He fights for her openly. He doesn't want to control Selena. He wants her to choose him.
Lucien Nightfang is the cursed shadow wolf. He understands what it means to be feared, and his bond with her runs the deepest. That makes him the most dangerous.
Elias Thorn is Blackthorn's golden prince. Perfect smile, perfect lies. He believes Selena could shift the balance of power forever.
Selena is soul bound to all four at the same time.
The academy fractures. Rivalries turn violent. Some students worship her. Others want her dead. The heirs grow more possessive every day.
Then she learns the truth. Blackthorn was built over an ancient prison holding a dark being called the Hollow King. The school has been secretly selecting students for a prophecy: Protectors. Betrayers. Rulers. Sacrifices.
Selena is the last Moonborn Luna, a bloodline everyone thought extinct. Her power could unite the werewolf clans or destroy them. The royal council murdered her parents to erase her kind.
Now she must survive the academy, handle four possessive Alpha heirs, and stop the Hollow King from rising.
The betrayal comes from someone she trusted.
The bond between all of them might be the only thing that saves them.

Luna Martinez, an ordinary young woman from a quiet town, has her life turned upside down after watching a TV report about the feared Vincenzo and his connection to the Italian mafia. Fate thrusts her into a harrowing cat-and-mouse game when her brother Davis mysteriously disappears, becoming Vincenzo's target.

Trapped in a dangerous web of secrets and conspiracies, Luna finds herself imprisoned by Vincenzo, a ruthless man determined to capture Davis. Luna, brave and astute, devises a daring plan: to enter Vincenzo's mind and manipulate him, making him fall in love with her.

However, Luna didn't anticipate that, by getting involved in this perilous game, she would be drawn into a tale of passion, betrayal, and dark secrets. As Vincenzo's heart entangles, Luna is faced with a moral dilemma, aware that her plan may have unimaginable consequences.

Blane Samuel
A definition of a nice guy, a guy who always think about others first than himself. Since his break up with Lauren Hastington, he's a wreck. He thought he won't look at another woman but he was wrong. One day, a beautiful girl in red dress came to him caught his eyes.

Camilla Medilton
Beautiful model who always have positive thinking and live her life the fullest. With her beautiful face and body, every guy wants her until it made some of them take a bad step. Since she sense the bad situation, she took a random guy to be his boyfriend and apparently that guy is Blane Samuel

"Hey baby! I miss you, what took you so long? How's work?" Camilla linked her arm to Blane who was clueless seeing a beautiful hot girl linking her arm to him

Giselle has lived her life as the perfect Luna until the day she finds out her fiance has been cheating on her on the day before her wedding. In an impulsive act of revenge she mistakenly enters the wrong room and has a one night stand with a callboy. Her life takes a tumultuous turn when she finds out she's pregnant with the child of a call boy and what's worse he is nowhere to be seen. Amid the turmoil of an unplanned pregnancy and an uncaring and abusive father, she crossed paths again with the call boy from that fateful night. Only this time he's the future king and Alpha of the kingdom and her fiance's boss. Will he be the one to mend her broken heart and show her the love she truly deserves?

After pulling back-to-back graveyard shifts, I dragged myself to my twin brother's place to mooch his washer. One look at his biohazard of a bed, and I crashed on the clean bunk across the room instead.
Big mistake. It belonged to Jensen—the baseball team's untouchable ice king.
He lost his mind over the sweet peach scent someone left in his sheets, then discovered it was the first thing in two years that let him actually sleep. My desperate brother, hunting for free rent, conned me into playing Jensen's "replacement sleep aid" and locked the damn door behind me.
Jensen caught on instantly. But instead of throwing me out, he offered me cash to stick around as his contract girlfriend. After he handled some thugs threatening my brother, this guy who never lets anyone close pressed his face into my neck, voice raw and possessive:
"Your brother sold you to clear his debt. You're mine now. And I don't do returns."

In my last life, I was killed by the wife I loved most. Reborn once again—will I fail this time too? When magic that sweeps across the world descends, in this life, love finally breaks through the curse.

In my past life, I was ruined by the transfer student at the werewolf academy. My fated mates were the triplets, the most popular figures at school, yet they all stood by her side.

The eldest of the triplets, Kai, my combat instructor who had always guided and cared for me, shielded her behind him.

The middle one was Jack, the campus heartthrob. We used to be inseparable, but now he ran errands for her.

The youngest was Leo, a musical prodigy who had been pursuing me, now obeying her every command.

Three men who once favored me above all else forced me to kneel and apologize for that transfer student.

Unable to defend myself, I was locked in an abandoned training room to reflect, and ultimately pushed off a cliff by the transfer student to my death.

Reborn, I vowed to stay far away from them and never participate in this ridiculous game again.

But when they learned I was about to transfer to the top-tier "Silver Moon Academy" for advanced studies, all three men panicked.

In the Faewild, pureblooded elves are born to rule. We wolves are nothing but savage beasts bred for war.
I was sent to the Elven Court as a hostage—a living pledge of my pack's surrender. For five years, I bled for King Othlan. Seven times I bore curses meant to kill him. Slaughtered countless horrors in his name.
All for the soul mark he promised me. The only thing that could mend what he'd broken in me.
But when I dragged myself back from the abyss, body shattered and poisoned, I found him binding that mark—the one meant for eternal mates—to another woman.
A pureblooded elf. Of course.
I swallowed the blood rising in my throat and crushed the dragon stone hidden in my palm.
He wanted me gone? I'd give him exactly that. Permanently.

“Be careful with that, Emma," my boss at the high-end courier service warned, handing me the velvet-lined case. "That bottle is worth more than your life. It’s for the penthouse gala at the Sterling Heights. If it breaks, don't bother coming back.”

I clutched the case to my chest like it was a newborn child.

The soles of my shoes were so thin I could feel every jagged pebble on the pavement. My feet ached, a dull, throbbing reminder of the sixteen-hour shifts I’d been pulling for the last three months.

But every time I felt like collapsing, I thought of Liam. He met with an accident five years ago and could not work.

So, I became the bread-earner in our family.

Today was our wedding anniversary. And this last expensive delivery could earn me a decent gift for him.

"The host is on the terrace," a waiter whispered as I reached the penthouse, eyeing my worn-out sneakers with disdain. "Hurry up. He doesn't like to be kept waiting.”

I walked toward the terrace, my heart hammering. I just wanted to drop this off, get my signature, and run to Liam. I pushed through the crowd, dodging silk gowns and tailored tuxedos.

Then, I stopped.

The man standing at the edge of the terrace looked familiar.

He was wearing a bespoke midnight-blue tuxedo that cost more than our three years of rent. His hair was slicked back, his posture commanding and regal. He was way too rich to cross paths with me in my entire life.

But, my heart skipped a beat as he turned back to look at his friends.

It was Liam. My Liam. With other woman, offering the world to her.

The remote vacation villa was saturated with suffocating male testosterone.
Deep in the night, my life-saving suppressants inexplicably vanished. The moment the drugs wore off, my unspeakable secret—my sex addiction—unleashed its most violent, lethal backlash in history.
What was even more fatal was that, through a twisted twist of fate, the man I was forced to share a room with tonight was my stepbrother, renowned for his absolute abstinence and cold, iron-fisted ruthlessness.
I thought that once my embarrassingly out-of-control, in-heat state was exposed, he would treat me like a monster and kick me away in disgust.
But I never expected—
This aloof man, who usually wouldn't even spare me a glance, now carried an irresistible, scorching aggression, ruthlessly sliding his large, rough hand straight up my thoroughly soaked panties...

My younger sister was tortured to the brink of death by the young heir of a newly minted mafia family.
 
His older sister stood on her high horse and threw a check at me.
 
"Take this half a million, grab your half-dead sister, and get the hell out of New York."
 
I tore the check into shreds and screamed at her, "In your dreams! I want him dead!"
 
She let out a contemptuous scoff.
 
"Around here, my family is the law! Half a million is enough for bottom-feeders like you to scrape by for three lifetimes. If it's not enough, consider it money for a nice cemetery plot. How about I throw in another two million?"
 
As she spoke, she raised her hand, flaunting it. "Otherwise... take a good look at this signet ring. Who exactly do you think you're talking to?"
 
My eyes locked onto the ring on her finger. The ancient crest engraved on the gold was all too familiar—it was the custom wedding gift I had commissioned for my mafia boss husband ten years ago.
 
Instantly, my glare turned absolutely lethal.
 
"I said, I want your brother's life."

One hundred years married to Everett, and I've learned one thing: whenever he wants to push me into a corner, he throws the mate bond dissolution agreement in my face. Whenever my parents want me to cave, they hold the family name over my head.

They've always wanted the same thing — for me to hand over everything I have to my twin sister Rosalie, who's been sick her whole life.

I've fought it. I've grieved over it.

But when the doctor slid the diagnosis across the desk — Blood Depletion Syndrome, late stage, less than two weeks left — something in me just went quiet.

What's the point of fighting when you're already dead?

I divorced the same man nine times.
The first eight times, I was the one sobbing, begging him not to go.
The ninth time, I was the one who slid the papers across the table.
He signed them, then told me we'd remarry once she left.
I said okay.
What he didn't know was that my flight was already booked.
This time, I was leaving for good.

Jennifer suddenly announced in the sorority common room: "Everything's on me tonight, ladies—oceanview cabana at The Pearl!"
The whole room cheered. I kept my eyes on my textbook.
Yesterday she borrowed twenty bucks from me for a salad. Now she's booking a five-thousand-dollar minimum venue? She wanted the black card in my bag.
"Teresa, just lend me your card to get us in the door. I'll cover everything myself." I stared at her for three seconds, then handed it over. Her face lit up.
I stepped away and called the club manager. "Lock my account, highest security tier. Without my verification code, not a single charge goes through."
She took my card and rounded up five girls, headed straight to the club. Champagne, caviar, Wagyu, Louis XIII—she ordered all of it.
When the check came, it totaled fifty-two thousand, three hundred and eighty dollars.
And the card wouldn't go through.

Aurelia, princess of the Light Fae Clan, sacrificed everything to save Caleb, a young noble cursed with blood plague. She fed him her golden life‑blood, bound herself with a silence spell to hide imperial secrets, and swore to protect him forever—even if it cost her freedom.
Blinded by false accusations and manipulated by a cruel dark witch, Caleb turned on the woman who gave him life. He chained her with deadly cold iron, tore out her Life Core, imprisoned her in a freezing basement, and watched his beloved’s younger brother die by his own hand.
When Aurelia unleashes the forbidden stardust self‑destruction curse and fades into glowing ashes, Caleb finally uncovers the terrible truth. Drowning in endless regret and self‑loathing, he embarks on a brutal path of atonement—punishing the witch, saving the last surviving Fae, and torturing himself for years.
But some sins can never be washed away.Some saviors never return.And the noble who killed his Fae savior will pay with his life.

My son died on his fifth birthday, waiting for a father who never showed up.
I found out why at the lake—Cole had his mistress pinned against the boathouse wall while our five-year-old took his last breath alone in a clinic bed.
Selene was pregnant. Selene was Grayridge. And Selene knew exactly what she'd done to my son before I ever said a word about a curse.
Cole hit me for defending myself. Then he threatened to strip my title if I touched her again.
Fine. He wants to protect his mistress? He can do it broke.
Every dollar that rebuilt this town came from my family—and I'm taking it all back, starting with the ranch he thinks is his.
But the bone shard I found in my son's jacket says this isn't over.
It says someone wanted him dead before he turned five.

As the sole heir to one of America’s wealthiest families, I had always known the Harrington rule: every heir had to go through all four years of high school under an assumed identity, without using a single dollar of the family fortune.

So I wore thick black-framed glasses and secondhand sneakers and worked part-time jobs to support myself.

Everyone at school mocked me for being poor. They said my face was the only thing I had going for me.

Only Nolan, the top-ranked student in our grade, never looked down on me. Once, he slid half an eraser across the library table to me and told me that education could change a person’s life.

The day we started dating, he held my hand and promised me:

“Georgie, I’ll hold your hand through all of it. No matter how hard things get, I won’t let go.”

I believed him.

But during the outdoor club’s final hiking trip before my four-year disguise was over, a storm rolled in. Savannah, his childhood sweetheart, complained that her ankle hurt.

Nolan immediately let go of me and knocked me into the mud as he rushed to her.

Everyone gathered around Savannah to make sure she was okay. Then they laughed at me for thinking a poor girl like me could ever belong with someone like Nolan.

I didn’t cry.

I took off my glasses and placed my muddy, bloodstained hand in the palm of Holden, the Upper East Side heir who had spent the past two years trying to get me to go out with him.

“If you take my hand, you’re agreeing to be my girlfriend.”

“Okay.”

My brother's first day on the job, and the new intern, Ashley Pratt, accuses him of trying something with her in the break room.

In my last life, I panicked under all those judging stares and my father screaming at me over the phone. I grabbed my brother by the shoulder and forced him to bow and apologize to her, tried to pay her off to make it go away.

She turned around and leaked the wire transfer online instead, twisted it into a story about rich people paying to buy back their good name. The backlash spiraled out of control. My brother couldn't take the flood of hate anymore and jumped from the roof. He hit the ground and there was nothing left of him to recognize.

My father used my failure to handle it as an excuse to push me off the board. I ended up watching the woman responsible climb over my brother's grave and take the CEO seat at Merritt Industries.

Fate is giving me a second shot.

My brother reaches for me, eyes rimmed red. "Camille, I swear I didn't do anything."

I pull him behind me and look down at the woman crying on the floor.

"She's saying you assaulted her? Fine. Let's call the cops."

In my previous life, when the extreme cold apocalypse arrived, I was drained of all value and heartlessly kicked into an ice pit by my ex-girlfriend.

When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the time before the apocalypse erupted!

On my phone screen, my girlfriend was still arrogantly issuing ultimatums: "If you don't deliver that eight-thousand-dollar Chanel bag to me today, don't even think about touching me ever again!"

I sneered coldly, decisively blocking this gold-digger who was prepared to devour me alive on all platforms. Then I immediately unlocked the seven-million-dollar trust fund my grandfather had left me and went on a shopping spree for the city's top-tier extreme survival supplies!

A few hours later, an unprecedented extreme polar vortex swept across North America.

When my ex-girlfriend and street thugs frantically pounded on my half-meter-thick reinforced steel blast door, what greeted them wasn't just the aroma of fireplace-grilled steak, but also me and my hardcore parents holding heavy firearms.

As the top heiress of a multi-billion-dollar empire, I hid my identity to marry Silas for love. Yet, on the night of our third anniversary, he trapped me in a restaurant with a frozen bank card, leaving me looking like a deadbeat who couldn't pay a $500,000 bill.
Immediately after, he swaggered in with his heavily pregnant mistress, Brielle.
When I questioned him, he mercilessly slapped me to the ground. He even allowed a room full of wealthy businessmen to hurl insults at me, trying to force me to kneel and apologize to his mistress.
Looking at his distorted, ego-inflated face, I didn't get angry; instead, I laughed.
Silas smugly believed he had completely crushed the dignity of a weak housewife.
But this fool still didn't know that with just one phone call, the billionaire empire he was so proud of would be reduced to ashes in half an hour.

My name is Junie. I'm six years old, a half-werewolf. My mom Juliet is a human witch, the gentlest woman alive.

A month ago, Mom was eight months pregnant. We were walking by the river when Dad's childhood friend Melody shoved her straight into the rushing current. The cold water took my unborn brother. When they pulled Mom out, she was covered in blood, her magic all but gone.

Dad, Maxwell, is the youngest Alpha of the Silver Wolf pack and runs a family conglomerate. That day in the hospital hallway, his eyes went red and he swore through gritted teeth that whoever did this would pay for it, hard, in front of the Tribunal.

Mom believed him.

Then came the trial. The second Dad saw that the woman sitting in the defendant's seat was Melody, he went quiet.

Right there in front of the judge, he took it back. He said Melody never meant to push her, that Mom's magic had gone haywire from the pregnancy and she'd slipped into the river on her own.

Melody walked free. Mom got community service.

The day we left the courthouse, Melody buried her face in Dad's chest and sobbed, but the second no one else could see, she shot Mom a cold little smirk. Dad kissed her forehead like her tears were breaking his heart.

Mom just watched them, one hand over her empty belly. Those eyes that used to be so full of love were calm now.

She let out a slow breath. "Maxwell, let's break the mate bond."

On the day of the Bonding Pact, my sister and I stood in the grand hall to choose our husbands.

She snatched Malik of the Water Snakes, throwing Raven—the last heir of the Leviathans—to me.

In our past life, we married on the same day, but our grooms were reversed.

She married Raven and birthed a patricidal monster. I married Malik, using my healing magic to cleanse the madness from his blood, and gave birth to a divine heir worshiped by all.

In the end, driven mad by jealousy over her ruin, she murdered me.

In this life, pointing at Malik's token, she declared she would marry Malik .

I lowered my head, hiding my eyes. "Then I wish you exactly what you desire, Sister."

"Economy? For me?" I stared at the boarding pass while my boyfriend's new "business partner" got first class instead. "You're just my plus-one," Cedric said. "The sponsor won't cover you." I said nothing and boarded the plane. What he didn't know was that if I wanted to, I could buy the entire airline.

This year, out of nowhere, my mate Dominic told me to take two months off and go to Ashvale with our son, Finn. Eight years, and he'd never once given me a single day off.
I thought he'd finally noticed how tired I was.
Then Maren found a letter in his study. It was from his Beta, laying out the whole plan. Move his old flame Camille and her daughter into the main house. Hold a mating ceremony the moment I was gone.
I don't know how long I stood there holding that letter before I could think straight again.
If my mate wanted to bring her home and pick up where they left off, that was his business.
I packed our son's things for Ashvale.
I just wasn't planning on coming back.

My sister ran away the night before her wedding, so I had to take her place and marry Damian Kovac, the city's most feared don.
I figured he'd throw me in the harbor out of pure rage. Instead, the man wouldn't even touch me.
A month in, still sleeping in the guest room.
I wasn't my sister's level of charming, but I wasn't hard to look at either. And this man couldn't spare me a single glance?
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I grabbed the divorce papers I'd already drawn up and stormed toward his study.
Right as I raised my hand to knock, I caught his childhood friend's voice through the door.
"You moved heaven and earth to get the woman you've been hung up on, and now you're icing her out? Didn't think I'd live to see the day."
My hand froze.
The woman he'd been hung up on? Me?

I found the thirteenth piece of evidence of Reid's affair today.

Black lace panties, shoved deep between his car seats.

The first time, it was designer lipstick in his glove box. "Oh, that's mine," my friend Mia shrugged. "Must've fallen out when Reid gave me a ride."

The sixth time, a hotel key card in his console. "I borrowed his car for a business trip," my brother Owen explained calmly. "Stop being so paranoid, Nadia."

Thirteen times. Thirteen perfect excuses.

When I confront Reid with the panties, he just makes a phone call.

On speaker, Mia and Owen claim the underwear is theirs—some late-night hookup in my fiancé's back seat. "You're being ridiculous, Nadia," they snap in unison. "You're getting married. Start acting like it. Trust him."

I watch Reid's face, that innocent mask he wears so well.

Then I smile.

Because I bought those panties myself. I planted them there.

And now I finally know who's been his accomplice all along.

I hid in my best friend's closet to catch my fiancé cheating.
Through the gap in the door, I saw them on the bed. Tessa was blindfolded, wrists tied to the headboard with silk scarves. Callum's hands wrapped around her throat—some kind of breath play, I guessed.
Then her moaning turned to choking.
Her body convulsed. Her bound hands clawed at nothing. Her legs kicked against the mattress.
Then stopped.
Callum released her throat. Checked her pulse. Sighed.
And lit a cigarette.
He sat there scrolling his phone next to her body. No panic. No CPR. No 911.
Like this wasn't his first time watching someone die.
I bit my hand to keep from screaming. Blood seeped across the floor toward my bare feet.
Then he walked toward the closet.
I escaped that night. Barely. Ran three floors up to my neighbor's apartment—Dr. Neve Ashton, a trauma therapist. Beautiful. Warm. The kind of woman who made you feel safe just by existing.
She pulled me inside, locked the door, handed me tea.
"I called the police," she said. "They're on their way."
An hour passed. No sirens.
I looked at her. She smiled.

When I woke up with a hangover, I found a handsome and naked stranger sleeping beside me.

I’m Tanya, a surrogate’s daughter, an omega with no wolf and no scent.
On my 18th birthday, when I planned to give my virginity to my boyfriend, I found him sleeping with my sister.
I went to the bar to get drunk, and accidentally had a one-night stand with the handsome stranger.
I thought he was just an ordinary werewolf, but they said he was Marco, the alpha prince and the most powerful Lycan in our kingdom.
‘You slut, you’re pregnant! Fortunately, Rick is kind enough to let you be his mistress and save you from shame.’ my stepmother said, tossing a pregnancy strip on the table.
Rick was an old pervert. No she-wolf could keep up with his sexual demand. No she-wolf could survive with him more than 1 year.
When I was in despair, Marco came to my rescue. He got down on one knee, took out a ring and said he would marry me.

I thought Marco married me because he loved me, but later I found that was not the truth…

A cocky Scot, an innocent pole dancer and a penthouse apartment with a view.

What could go wrong?

To escape her difficult past Sasha jumps into an opportunity of managing the sale of the stylish,up market apartment.

All of this sounds like a dream, but no one has ever mentioned the arrogant, mouthy Scottish god that lives next door.

The problem is that Dexter isn’t just good looking, he is also a fist-clenching, heart-pounding, fervent hot man, who makes her heart flutter uncontrollably.

She hates his cock-sure attitude.

With the talent, of melting women’s panties off at a glance, he thinks he can have Sasha too. Well, he couldn’t be more wrong. Sasha would rather eat dirt than sleep with him.

He vows not to fall for her, but their scorching attraction proves impossible to ignore…

Ellie is an orphaned werewolf pup, kidnapped and held by an evil Alpha. Alpha Gunner, of the Blood Claw pack forced Ellie at just eight years old to swear a blood oath to mate his son Tyson, when they came of age.
The Alpha's own thirst for conquering neighboring packs lands him in hot water with the council, a governing body made up of every type of supernatural creature that keeps the peace. The council additionally houses the Shadow Warriors, an equally diverse group of elites that police and fight those like Gunner who seek only to destroy.
When Ellie catches a window of opportunity, she escapes and finds a friendly pack to take her in. However, Gunner will not let her go that easily, and gets increasingly desperate to find her.
When all hope seems lost for Ellie, the Moon Goddess intervenes, and sends Ellie her warrior mates. Can her mates free her from Gunner once and for all? Will Ellie ever learn the truth of who she really is and why Gunner wants her so bad?

This book is strictly intended for a mature audience.

At my engagement party, a sex video of my fiancé and his secretary was exposed to the public, making me the laughingstock of the entire city. Seeking revenge, I got drunk and spent the night with my ex-boyfriend from years ago—William Brown, now the "King" of the legal world, whom I had dumped in our youth. I even humiliated him with money afterward.

I thought it was just a ridiculous mistake, but as my father's condition deteriorated and the battle for the family fortune intensified, he turned out to be my only lifeline. He closed in on me step by step, setting traps at every turn, leaving me to wonder: should I submit to him, or become his enemy?

However, I gradually discovered that his motives for getting close to me seemed far more complicated than a simple transaction...

For the sake of his first love, Sebastian Richards trampled on the wife who had been by his side for four years.
He mocked her for being cold and uninteresting, pushing her away with his own hands.
Watching her leave in desolation, he thought he'd only lost a dull shadow.
Until the moment they met again, he saw the radiant woman before him.
She had shed her rigid facade, her eyes now full of allure, becoming a prized gem chased by countless elites.
Even the aloof Vincent Fox only showed a smile for her.
That moment, jealousy turned him into a ridiculous madman.
Night after night, he stood guard outside her door, offering checks and presenting jewels, wishing he could open his chest to prove his sincerity.
Until she walked away, arm in arm with another man, without looking back.
Only then did he realize he had completely lost her...

Maya, an omega without the wolf gene, endures years of torment and bullying by the Lycan King's triplets. Left for dead after being framed and beaten by them, she is saved by a witch who trains her in ancient magic. Now, seven years later, Maya returns with a revenge plan that could unleash darkness in the world. But a twist awaits—the news of her true identity and the fact that her biggest bully, the ruthless eldest son of the Lycan King, is her mate. As secrets unravel, Maya faces a choice: continue on her quest for vengeance or embrace love for peace. What path will she choose? A gripping tale of power, revenge, and an unexpected bond in a world on the brink of chaos.

Warning: This story contains BDSM steamy scenes, mature language, and forbidden romance.
Recommended for readers who enjoy emotionally intense and sexually charged love stories with depth.
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My father is a powerful politician.
His enemies killed my mother.
Now they want me.
To keep me alive, he hires the most expensive security company in the city. Three men show up at my door and drag me to a secret beach house.

Dante, Nikolai and Enzo

My bodyguards.
My captors.

I’m a medical student. I’m supposed to study for exams, not stitch up gunshot wounds and listen to bloody stories that make my thighs press together.

I should hate them.I should be begging to go home and not aching for the men that might destroy me.

Instead, I let them pin me to the wall, big bodies caging me in, heat rolling off their skin as rough hands toy with the buttons of my shirt.

One of them leans down and growls in my ear,
“We’ve wanted to do this since the first day we laid eyes on you kitten”

A bet.
One scandal cost Alora Harper almost everything.
She was a star student. All she ever cared about was working hard to achieve her dreams until Caden Steele popped into her life and almost ruined her.
Now, she is determined to never let her guards down again.
Caden Steele had always been a self-absorbed playboy but playing with Alora didn’t go as planned.
Instead, it made him unable to function without her. Now, he is determined to win her back.
But it might just be too late!

For three years, she was known as the barren Luna, the Alpha's mate. But when she discovers she's pregnant, her heart swells with joy, eager to share the news. Just as she prepares to reveal her secret, Alpha Xavier drops a bombshell: he’s in love with her half-sister and wants a divorce!

“Alpha Xavier, step out of that limo and face me! Don’t hide like a coward!” she challenges, her voice fierce and unwavering.

“What do you want now? Money?” he replies, indifferent and dismissive, avoiding her gaze.

With a smirk, she retorts, “Living among humans has dulled your senses. Those papers only split assets. We’re werewolves, remember?”

Confusion flickers in his eyes as he struggles to grasp her words.

Before he can react, she declares, “Right here, right now, I’m breaking our mating bond, Alpha Xavier.”

A sharp pain pierces his chest—he never imagined she would take not just his heart, but his very essence.

Blake pinned me against the edge of the desk, his fingertips scorching, papers scattering across the floor. "Stop lying to yourself," he murmured coldly, "You need me."

I should have hated him—his father was the prime suspect in my parents' death, yet his touch made me tremble. "I hate you…" I gritted my teeth, but my voice was weak.

He smirked, his grip tightening, "Yet your body is responding to me." His fingers slid deeper, "So wet, and you still say you don’t want me?"

"Ah…Blake…" I arched my back, my sanity crumbling.

He chuckled softly, "Good girl."


After Emma's parents passed away, she was supported by the Reynolds family, particularly Gavin. She gradually fell in love with him. After knowing each other for ten years and being together for five, she accidentally discovered Gavin's ambiguous relationship with Sophia, his late brother's widow, just as she was about to marry him.

Then fate led her to an emotional entanglement with Blake from her partner company, but it also hinted that the car accident that caused her parents' deaths seemed to be related to Blake's father...

The man who healed her wounds might be the son of the man who destroyed her life. Thunder roared as Blake’s key turned: "Emma?" Standing before the evidence, her heart was torn. When love and vengeance collided, what would she choose?

When my son was hospitalized with a high fever, Henry Harding was with his ex-lover—a final betrayal that shattered what little remained of our marriage.
The pain of my unwed pregnancy is a wound I can never speak of, as the child's father vanished without a trace. Just as I was about to take my own life, Henry swooped in, offering me a home and vowing to treat my fatherless child as his own.
I've always been grateful to him for saving me that day, which is why I've endured the humiliation of this lopsided marriage for so long.
But everything changed when his former flame, Isabella Scott, returned.
Now, I'm ready to sign the divorce papers, but Henry demands ten million dollars as the price of my freedom—a sum I could never hope to scrape together.
I looked him in the eye and said coldly, "Ten million dollars to buy your heart."
Henry, the most powerful heir on Wall Street, is a former heart patient. He'll never suspect that his so-called shameful ex-wife orchestrated the heart beating in his chest.

“Harper, you look beautiful as ever. The look of captivity suits you.”
“What do you want with me, Alpha Thane?”
I spat the words out. His menacing smile curled over his white teeth. It is a terrible thing, how such a handsome man can be the devil reincarnated.
“It is no secret; I want you as my mate.”
“WHY ME… WHY DID YOU PICK ME?” I raised my voice and yelled at him.
Harper Rae, a fierce survivor whose life is shattered when the ruthless Alpha Thane Kago invades her pack, intent on making her his mate. But Harper isn’t one to bow. With the love and strength of Gabriel Mason, she ignites a fight for freedom that births a legacy destined to reshape the supernatural world.
Years later, Harper and Gabriel's daughter, Willow Mason, carries the weight of that legacy with a rebel’s heart. Torn between two dangerous bad boys—a wild demon with a devil-may-care attitude and a noble dragon prince—Willow finds herself at the center of an ancient, deadly feud that could rip the world apart. To save her people and protect her heart, she must embrace her destiny as a leader.
The saga reaches its epic conclusion with Ryder, Willow’s son—a dragon-Lycan hybrid so powerful that even the gods tremble in fear. Hunted by celestial forces, Ryder’s journey of love and vengeance climaxes in a battle of godly proportions, as he proves his worth not as a threat but as a savior. His final ascension as a god seals the legacy of a family that dared to defy everything.
This sweeping epic blends forbidden love, supernatural conflict, and divine drama into a thrilling story of survival and triumph. Perfect for fans of shifter romance and tales of epic legacy. A Steamy Werewolf / Dragon / Hybrid Romance Novel.

Emilia Taylor was the most unwanted daughter of the Frostridge Pack.
She had no wolf, no status, and no one who truly loved her. After failing to awaken at the age of twenty-two, she was betrayed by her lover, abandoned by her family, and finally sent by her father to the Silver Moon Pack—to become Sebastian Simons’ seventh bride.
Sebastian was the Alpha everyone feared.
Rumor had it that none of his first six wives had met a good end, and every woman who married him eventually became another name on the list of the dead.
Everyone was waiting for Emilia to die.
But they did not know that her failed awakening had not left her with nothing. Instead, she had gained the ability to read minds. She could hear the malice and lies hidden behind every smile.
Everyone’s thoughts were open to her.
Except Sebastian’s.
She could not hear his mind, nor could she see through his secrets.
When a wolfless girl abandoned by everyone meets a cold-blooded Alpha haunted by the mystery of six dead wives, will she become his next victim—or the only one who can break the curse?

The Getty family went bankrupt, and her fiancé's family stood by coldly, offering no help. Rebecca Getty signed a contract and had a whirlwind marriage with her fiancé's uncle—Frederick Windsor.
After the wedding, Rebecca's only thought was to pay back the 100 million yuan with interest, set Frederick free, and let him be with his first love.
When she repaid 5 million yuan, Frederick's face darkened.
When she repaid 50 million yuan, Frederick left home for three days.
Finally, when she paid off the entire 100 million yuan, Rebecca was pinned against the wall by the man. "Divorce? Fine!!! I'll give you all my property, and I'll give myself to you too— the kind that follows you wherever you go!"
Rebecca: ……

The night my identity was exposed, the man pulled me into his arms. His other hand slid to the small of my back, tracing down my spine inch by inch, sending an uncontrollable shiver through me.
“My fiancée, you deceived me so thoroughly,” he said, before capturing my lips, his agile tongue teasing its way into my mouth.
His hand slipped into my panties, fingers working with a hint of punishment as he slowly rubbed my clit. He chuckled softly. “Already this wet? We haven’t even begun our real intimacy yet.”

Audrey was raised by the Carter family for twenty years. The moment their biological daughter returned, she was immediately thrown out.
The Design Director position? Given to the biological daughter.
The priceless marriage contract? Given to the biological daughter.
The entire company was waiting to see this "illegitimate child" become a laughingstock.
Until a motorcycle—one of only twenty in the world—pulled up in front of the company, and a roguishly handsome man said: "Sis, come home with your brother."
Everyone in the Carter family was left speechless with shock.
Later, they discovered—
She was "Master A," the artist that fine arts masters from home and abroad lined up to meet;
She was the holder of every award-winning patent at Carter Group;
And she was the woman of the legendary Collins family, wealthy beyond measure—the true heiress.
The billionaire CEO pulled out that long-buried marriage contract, his thin lips curving upward: "So it turns out... you're my real fiancée."

The Lycan Kings and Their Hybrid Mate
Book Two of The Lycan Kings and the White Wolf. It can also be read as a stand alone.
Seventeen years have passed since the rise of the White Wolf and the reign of the Lycan Kings secured peace across the kingdom. The next generation of warriors has grown beneath the protection of their powerful rulers.
Cassian and Atlas, the twin heirs to the Lycan throne, are no longer children. Nearly eighteen, the future kings have already proven themselves on the training grounds with strength, skill, and power far beyond their years. As identical twins born with extraordinary abilities, their bond is unbreakable, their loyalty to each other absolute. The kingdom knows they will one day rule together.
But turning eighteen brings more than responsibility.
For Lycans, it marks the moment when fate can reveal the one person destined to stand beside them, their mate.
To celebrate the twins eighteenth birthday, the palace prepares for a grand royal ball. Alphas and families from all throughout the kingdom are invited, many arrive with hopes that their daughters might be chosen as the future queen of the Lycan throne.
Yet fate rarely follows the path others expect.
Somewhere within the kingdom lives a girl whose existence was never meant to be known. Hidden in the shadows of the kingdoms walls, she carries secrets in her blood that could change everything. Secrets powerful enough to reshape the future of the Lycan kingdom.
As the night of the ball approaches, unseen threads of fate begin to pull lives together in ways no one could have predicted.
The next chapter of the Lycan Kings story is about to begin.
And the mate destined for two kings may be far more powerful and dangerous than anyone could ever imagine

I'm Sophia. After three years of marriage, my husband abandoned me for his first love, leaving me in danger and at the mercy of a stranger.
Desperate and pregnant, he accused me of cheating and even tried to harm our unborn child.
Five years later, I return with twins. With tears in his eyes, he demands, “Whose children are they? Who did you cheat on me with?”

After a brutal public humiliation by her cheating fiancé, Andrea surrendered to one reckless night with Kade—the notorious Alpha, her fated mate… and the last man she ever wanted to be claimed.
But fate wasn't kind. When that night left twins growing in her womb, Kade was engaged with another for power. Betrayed. Claimed. Abandoned. Andrea boarded the first flight out, determined to vanish forever… until she realized that night already changed her forever.
Something dark had awoken inside her.
A forbidden power—one that could burn the world to ashes.
When destiny forced her back into Kade's path, how could she protect the pack's future—without shattering her wounded heart all over again?


“Say my name again,” he demanded. "Say you're MINE!"
I threw my head back and moaned as he bit my neck. “Kade,” I gasped.
I didn’t care that we were out in the open woods or that this was the man I had sworn off of; I had to have him inside me right then and there, or I would die from need.

Omega Lyra, once betrothed to Alpha Kyle, is forced to sew his new Luna’s wedding dress.
On the wedding eve, an out-of-control Kyle violates her; the chaos that follows kills the bride, and Lyra is falsely branded a murderer.
Kyle binds Lyra as his nominal Luna to torment her—for three years, she endures mockery and isolation, finding solace only in late-night piano playing.
His coldness and closeness to the late Luna’s sister Rhea shatter her hope.
Humiliated at Kyle’s birthday banquet, Lyra demands to end their bond.
Fleeing, she awakens hidden Alpha powers but is attacked by rogues—Beta Darren, who secretly cares for her, saves her.
Now, Lyra must evade Kyle’s family, find her lost sister, and fight for a place in the wolf world, turning her painful escape into a journey of redemption.