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Half human, half wolf—my blood can heal anything. To keep the peace, the elders offer me to the pack's War God.
"I'd rather sleep with a rock than a half-blood," Zane spits.
The wind rips away the herbs masking my scent. He freezes mid-sentence.
"Mine," he growls, claiming me on the spot.
He warns me to stay away from the Alpha—he hates half-bloods, and he'll kill me.
But when Zane leaves for war, it's Lucius who collapses at my door, drenched in blood.
"Medicine won't save me. You already know what will."

“Aeris, for the pup’s sake, I won’t reject you. But the suffering you caused Seraphina—I want you to experience it a thousandfold.”
I knew he didn't love me, but I didn't know he could be so heartless.
I am the one who saved my Alpha’s life, yet my Alpha mistook another woman for his savior. Even though I became his Luna and sacrificed so much for him, he still doesn’t love me. I was framed by that woman, and in a fit of rage, my Alpha accidentally killed me and our pup. At this moment, the truth is about to be revealed.
What will his reaction be after knowing the truth?

This was the thirteenth time I'd tried to earn their love—and my last.
For months, I'd worked myself to exhaustion, five months pregnant, hand-sewing thousands of pearls onto what I'd hoped would become the dress of my dreams.
But moments before the ceremony, my fiancé and his family burst into the bridal suite and tore it off me. They gave it to her—the girl they'd raised, the one they'd always loved more.
They stole my wedding. They stole my groom. And when I collapsed, bleeding, they made sure the ambulance took her instead—all because she'd fainted from the drama.
Watching those sirens fade, I finally understood: I was never the daughter they wanted to save.

I’m Molly Johnson. At my own engagement party, I witnessed my fiancé’s betrayal with my stepsister right before my eyes. Devastated, I turned around and married Edward Howard—a wealthy heir rumored to be terminally ill, with not much time left to live.
Everyone laughed, saying I was in a hurry to become a widow. But little did they know, I leaned close to his ear, my breath warm and teasing: “Since you don’t have much time left, why not play a little game with me?”
I flirted with him, tempted him, watched as his indifference slowly melted into a blush at the tips of his ears.
Until one day, he cornered me against the wall, his eyes burning with longing. “Molly… tease me again. Please.”

I died on that operating table.

Arthur cut my five-year-old son Leo open and took his kidneys to save his bastard kid. Leo died. I died. They threw us out like garbage in the snow.

But I came back.

Back to that same rainy night. This time when Arthur tried stealing Leo's life-saving medicine for that bitch Lily, I slapped her face to pieces.

Outside the OR, Arthur shoved donation papers at me. I laughed and dialed a number I'd buried five years ago.

"Viktor? Your sister needs a favor. Bring your guns."

Explosions echoed through the hospital as my brother walked through the smoke.

"Nobody touches my nephew." His gun pressed against Arthur's forehead.

Arthur was scared shitless: "Jesus Christ... you're a Rockwell?!"

Too bad he figured it out too late.

Everyone used to say Ryan Scott loved me more than his own life.
I used to believe that too.
Then I found out I was pregnant with Ryan’s child—
and that’s when my adopted sister told me she was pregnant with his child as well.
So I chose revenge.
I emptied his accounts, staged the perfect accident, and planned my own “death.”
On the day I “died,” Ryan completely broke down, clutching my urn like it was the only thing keeping him alive.
While he sobbed his heart out in front of my photo, I was already holding another man’s hand—the man who never let go of me when I was at my lowest—
and walking toward the brand‑new life that truly belonged to me.

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

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

Thirteen years. That's how long I loved Reid Holloway.
When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
Then I heard him bragging to his friends: "She'd save her first time for me. Hell, she'd still be thinking of me on her wedding night."
The bullying was staged. The kiss meant nothing. He just wanted me gone—so his new girl could feel more comfortable.
He thought I'd beg. He thought I'd cry. He thought I'd never actually leave.
I left the country.
And ran straight into his stepbrother.

My mother rips my long-hidden Orion star chart to pieces and hurls the scraps straight into my face like garbage.
For seventeen years, I’ve been the praised straight-A good girl, my shirt collars always buttoned all the way up. I’ve lived solely for one goal: an acceptance letter from Yale, my ticket out of this suffocating cage.
But the second she locks my bedroom door from the outside, it hits me cold: blind obedience only traps you tighter.
Just as despair crashes over me, a silver lighter clatters against my windowsill. Zane—the biker delinquent everyone at school steers clear of—pries open my window and holds out his hand to me.
To hell with the Ivy League. Tonight, Aria’s jumping out of this window that’s kept me prisoner.

I almost died on the operating table trying to give Alexander Volkov a child, unaware he already had a pair of illegitimate twins with his childhood sweetheart.
My heart stopped when I saw the DNA results. Alec, the man who made the New York underworld tremble, the man who flew back on a private jet just to hold my hand, was a flawless liar.
I turned my face away, tears soaking the hospital pillow. My hand drifted to my belly. God had finally decided to give me a break after five years of needles and agony—I was pregnant. But now, it felt like the cruelest joke.
He pulled me into his arms, smelling of expensive cologne and... baby formula.
"Tell me what's wrong, honey. Whoever made you unhappy, I'll make them pay."
I stared into his lying eyes and made my decision.
I would vanish with his unborn child, leaving him to rot in eternal regret.

Five wolves. Five forbidden bloodlines that were never meant to exist. For forty years, a secret organization known as the Hollow Court has hunted them, determined to erase them before they can rise.

Mona learned how to disappear to survive. Neve has been controlled by a stepmother who fears her power. Rune has never been allowed beyond her own front door. Briar cannot touch anyone without calculating the danger. Mira understands the world better than most, yet has never truly lived in it.

They are strangers, scattered and hidden. For now.

The Hollow Court knows exactly who they are. It has been watching, waiting for the moment each of them awakens. Because these women are not just wolves. They are rare bloodlines with the power to change everything.

As their paths collide, secrets unravel and a new kind of pack is formed. Not one built on fear, but on choice, loyalty, and bonds that do not demand sacrifice of self. Together, they begin to uncover the truth about what they are and why they were hunted long before they were born.

This is a binge-worthy wolf shifter epic filled with powerful female leads, slow-burn connections, found family, and a rising rebellion that will reshape their world.

They were raised to believe they were dangerous.
Now they are done holding back.

In my past life, we were camping in the wilderness area of a state park when my best friend handed out "lucky charms" to the whole group. Charms she'd secretly packed full of wildlife attractant.

A wild boar knocked me to the ground outside the cabin door. Its tusks tore into my stomach. I pounded on the wood with both fists, screaming. "Help! Open the door!"

Inside were my boyfriend of two years and the best friend I'd been quietly supporting for just as long. Autumn Warren.

"I'm so sorry, Brynn." Autumn's voice broke into sobs, but her weight stayed pressed hard against the door. "There are boars everywhere. We open that door, we're all dead."

"Just hold on! I'm calling 911!" Wyatt Fletcher's voice rang out with the kind of conviction that cost him absolutely nothing.

I paid for that trip. I'd fallen behind because I'd stopped to pull Autumn along.

And they stood on the other side of that door, my blood soaking into the dirt, and locked me out.

I open my eyes. I'm back. It's the day we left.

I spent two years quietly building something I thought was worth building.
Full recovery support after birth, someone checking in on meals, leave approved the moment you asked for it. I worked out a deal with the best facility in the city and covered the difference myself, out of my own account. Not a cent of company money.
I did it because I'd watched a good employee disappear from the company the year she got pregnant. No announcement. Her desk just cleared out one day.
Then one of them posted about it.
She called it surveillance. A golden cage. The comment section called me a predator. By morning it was trending.
Here's what none of them knew: not a single dollar of that program belonged to the company.
So I listened to what they wanted and gave them exactly that.
I shut the whole thing down.

I am the pampered Princess of the Carpenter crime family, a girl whose three fiancés once leveled a city block just to retrieve her lost diamond.

But next to Avery—a battle-hardened medic who showed up with her kid and could dig out bullets without blinking—my "spoiled nature" suddenly became such an exhausting joke that Jackson and Rhys simply walked out on me.

Gabriel was the only one who didn't. He was my safe haven, kissing my forehead and promising, "They’re fools. They don't appreciate you."

I believed him. Until I looked out the window.

My proud, untouchable Gabriel was down on one knee in the dirt, humbly wiping the mud off Avery’s high heels.

I didn't scream. I didn't throw a fit. I just turned around, walked straight into my father's study, and looked the Godfather in the eye.

"Dad," I said. "That marriage alliance with the West Coast 'Butcher' family next month. I'll do it."

All of a sudden there was a growl that ripped through the room and the band stopped playing and I heard something smash. Like it was a wooden chair or something.
Everyone looked in that direction and there was a man standing there that I had never noticed before. He would have been in his early 20's, brown hair to his shoulders, a brown goatee, 6-foot 6 at least and very defined muscles that were now tense as his intense gaze was staring directly at me and Mason.
But I didn't know who he was. I was frozen in the spot and this man was just staring at us with pure hatred in his eyes. But then I realized that the hatred was for Mason. Not me.
"Mine." He demanded.

“Go find one of those perfect little she-wolves lined up to mate you. Play your Alpha card on them. I’m sure they’ll beg to be marked..maybe they’ll even let you f—”

“Seliene!” he snapped, his voice a roar as he grabbed my wrist.

“Stop touching me!” I shoved at his chest, voice rising despite the sting in my throat. “Stop acting like you care when all you've ever done is hate me!”

Tears pricked my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. “There are plenty of men who would take me to bed without second-guessing it. Maybe I should let them. Maybe I should—”

His hand tangled in my hair so fast I gasped, and the next thing I knew, my back was against the wall.

Ronan’s eyes were glowing now—not just anger, but something else. Something deeper. His wolf was there, right under the surface, growling low and dangerous.

“Oh?” I taunted, my body betraying me with a subtle tremble of arousal. “What is this? You don’t want me, but no one else should touch me either?”

His growl deepened, vibrating between us, and then his mouth crashed down on mine.

I moaned before I could stop myself, and that only seemed to provoke him further. He pressed harder, his body pinning mine, every inch of him demanding, claiming.

He groaned into my mouth, his thigh sliding between mine and pressing upward. I gasped, my head hitting the wall as pleasure sparked through me.

“Don’t want to touch you?” he growled against my lips. “I want you with every damn breath.”


Seliene, a fierce half-breed hiding heartbreak behind a defiant tongue, and Ronan, the brooding Alpha who once rejected her, ignite in a moment of raw passion and buried longing. Bound by a mate bond they both try to resist, their chemistry is undeniable, dangerous, explosive, and edged with the pain of a love neither dares to admit.

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Golden Nixon has always been the fat, quiet girl with a loving heart no one deserved.
In a prestigious university where beauty talks louder than brains, she's mocked, ignored, and bullied. Even by the one boy she has a crush on.

Allan Renshaw is the school's most wanted play boy. Tattooed, dreadlocked, dangerously charming, and admired. He's everything Golden isn't.

Yet shame is a cruel master. He hides her. He mocks her to fit in. And when Golden overhears him body shaming her in front of his friends, her already fragile heart shatters.

Will Allan fight for her? Or has Golden finally learned that loving someone harder won't make them love you back?

My fiancé has tried to kill me seventeen times.

Everyone says I'm cursed by the Moon Goddess. Five years, seventeen mating ceremonies—all ending in blood.

An eagle's talons through my spine. Poisoned wine that stopped my heart. Ritual flames that charred my skin. Each time, I survived. Each time, Kael Silverblade held my hand and swore it was fate's cruelty, not his.

I believed him.

Until the seventeenth time.

Blood moon. Three assassins. Nine bone blades cutting precise lines across my body—missing every vital organ, maximizing the pain. I writhed on the sacred stones, screaming until my voice broke.

Three days later, still wrapped in bandages, I heard him talking to his lieutenant outside the healing den.

"Lord Silverblade, she almost died this time. Maybe we should—"

"No." Kael's voice was ice. "Her brother saved my life. My grandfather swore a blood debt—a mating bond to repay it. But goddammit, I love Vira. I've always loved Vira. Not her."

Silence.

"Keep the accidents coming," he said. "As long as she won't let go, we keep going. She'll break eventually. She has to."

I pressed against the wall, tears streaming down my face.

Seventeen times. Not curses. Not fate.

Him.

The male I'd loved since I was sixteen.

But here's what Kael doesn't know—this time, he finally wins.

I won't survive the next full moon.

I was murdered. My body was dumped on the riverbank.
The detective leading the case is Brennan Carter — my husband. He has sworn to find the killer of this "unidentified female." He doesn't know the victim is me.
I've been missing for seven days. My colleagues and supervisors keep calling Brennan to ask where I am. Dismissing it as a tantrum, he's spent the week doing one thing: celebrating his mistress Tessa's birthday.
It wasn't until my phone turned up at the crime scene that it finally hit him — the wife he'd wished would disappear might actually be gone.

A group of werewolves brutally killed Willow's friends in front of her. In extreme fear, a giant wolf with horns, Kaizen, appeared and tore the other werewolves to pieces and saved her. Willow fainted from shock, not knowing that the one who saved her was the prince of the wolf royal family, let alone that she was his destined mate.
Kaizen is the grandson of the King of Hell. When he calmed down, he realized that he had killed many of his own kind in an unconscious rage for a mortal he had never met. On this day, he went from a noble prince to a wanted wanderer. Willow knew nothing about this, let alone that there was a completely different supernatural world beside the highway.


“I know. To be honest, I’m just glad I got my mate.” He said touching my hair. “Sorry…. You’re really soft and Fuck Knows you’re so small… It’s calming.”
“I don’t mind.” I said quietly, and he looked like a kid that just tried candy for the first time…And I felt like this was the first time I’d ever had my head touched.
He pet my hair, gently dragging his hand down to my neck… His thumb on where he bit me should have been painful… but instead it was almost as if there was a connection that ran from my neck straight to my core… holy cow.
“I find it cute that you don’t swear much.” He commented smoothly….. he sounded a little huskier. “My urge to be marked by you is so strong, I can’t think straight….”

I went into $30,000 of debt to buy my boyfriend a BMW, and he thanked me by publicly dumping me for a billionaire's daughter.

I stood in the crowded lunchroom, watching the television screen as Sean wrapped his arm around a stunning brunette and kissed her in front of the cameras. In front of the whole world. He told the interviewer I was "just a friend" who was obsessed with him. He took the car I starved for a year to buy, and gave it to his new shiny trophy.

I had no job, no car, and a looming threat of jail time because my company framed me for embezzling that exact $30,000. I was completely destroyed. But Megan, his new girlfriend, wasn't done. She cornered me at a bar and made a cruel bet: "Seduce my brother in seven days, get him to publicly announce you as his girlfriend, and I’ll give you the car back. Fail, and I will ruin you."

I was desperate. But I didn't know her brother was Tyler Sinclair. The Devil on Ice. The ruthless, untouchable captain of the Hershey Bears. The same billionaire I had accidentally met and rejected just three days ago.

I tried everything. I wore a gothic dress that made him scowl. I wore a pink cheerleader outfit that made him furious. I even slapped his perfectly carved face on the ice rink. When the seventh day came, I was dragged to the center of a packed stadium to read a humiliating apology letter Megan forced into my hands.

But before I could read the first word, the stadium went dead silent. A towering figure with a heavily tattooed arm stepped out of the shadows. Tyler. He walked straight to me, ripped the apology note in half, and took the microphone.

"Flora Morgan and I are dating," his voice boomed, echoing through the arena as Sean and Megan's faces turned pale with absolute horror. Then, he scooped me into his arms and carried me away. But as the car doors locked behind us, his icy gaze turned to me. "Don't mistake any of this theater for actual feelings, Flora."

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."

I took a bullet for my husband five years ago. He married me in the ICU before the anesthesia wore off.
Raffaele Santoro—heir to the most powerful mafia family in Italy—told me I was his everything. He bought a castle and named it after me. He reserved a grave beside his parents so we'd lie together for eternity.
While I was pumping my body full of hormones for our fourth round of IVF, he was across town watching his childhood sweetheart give birth to twin boys.
He named one of them Dante—the name I'd chosen for our future son.
The night I found out, I was seven weeks pregnant with his child.
I didn't tell him.
I called my best friend and said: I need everyone to think I'm dead.

Is this too wrong?
It probably is! But right now, I really don't care.
I let my legs fall open. The big bad black wolf's face finds its place nestled between my legs. Taking a deep breath, he inhales my scent—my arousal—and emits a low, guttural groan. His sharp fangs lightly touch my skin, eliciting a cry from me as sparks surge through my pussy.
Can anyone really fault me for losing control at this moment? For desiring this?
I hold my breath.
The only thing separating the two of us is the sheer fabric of my panties.
He licks me, and I can't hold back a moan.
I brace myself, thinking he might finally pull back—but instead, his tongue licks me again and again, each time faster. Eager.
Then, he suddenly rips my panties at an absurd speed and precision, without causing any harm to my skin. I just hear the noise of the fabric tearing, and when I glance at him, he is already back to licking me.
I shouldn't be feeling this way about a wolf. What is my damn problem?
Abruptly, I feel his licks get gentler, and when I look again at the big black wolf, I realize it's not a wolf anymore. It's Alpha Kaiden!
He's shifted and is now licking my pussy.

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Alpha Kaiden, a feared werewolf infamous for his ruthless acts and pleasure in killing every full moon, finds out that his fated mate is none other than a seemingly ordinary human woman, who happens to be his Gamma's chosen mate.
He wants to reject their bond, but fate has other plans. Turns out, the tournament to become the next Alpha King dictates that only Alphas with a mate can enter. That's what leads Kaiden to propose an audacious pretense agreement.
Though initially hesitant, Katherine's heart softens when he makes a precious promise: to protect her small pack from any threat that may arise.
Little does he know that Katherine discovers a hidden strength within herself that is far greater than he could ever imagine.
As the tournament's challenges progress, Alpha Kaiden finds himself irresistibly drawn to the desire to have her presence not only in the competition but also in his bed.

I sit there staring at him, frozen as if time itself has stalled. Of course, it hasn’t—but it feels that way, as I look at the most breathtaking man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Too bad he’s my professor.

Lottie is in her second year at MIT, getting a degree in bioengineering. She’s never been distracted by anyone on campus. Not once. Not until he walked into her classroom and her world tilted.

The problem is obvious: he’s her professor, and he’s ten years older.
The problem she didn’t expect: the electric tingles that shot up her arm when their hands brushed. The sudden, aching need to be near him. To breathe him in.

The problem she never imagined: discovering he’s her fated mate.

How will she handle a truth that could upend both their lives? Will she choose the path that protects them both—or will fate force her hand?


I stand there staring at him for a moment, trying to make sense of what just happened. In the two years Jordan and I have been friends, I’ve seen his dad more times than I can count.
But this is the first time we’ve touched. And the second our hands meet, something sparks.

Charlie has been Jordan's best friend for two years. He’s been in and out of Jordan’s house so often it feels like a second home.
But it isn’t until one ordinary afternoon, two years after meeting Jordan’s dad, that everything changes. One accidental touch. One jolt of something he can’t explain.

Charlie doesn’t know what’s happening to him yet. But he’s about to find out. And when he does, he’ll have to choose: step into the truth fate has been quietly weaving around him—or try to break free from a bond that may not let go.

Star hockey captain Jax Ryder’s explosive rage goes viral after he destroys a rival’s car on camera. Facing suspension and the collapse of his team’s championship hopes, the university forces him into a strictly contractual fake relationship with Riley Voss the uncompromising journalism student who wrote the exposé that nearly destroyed the hockey program.

What starts as pure hatred and scripted public performances spirals into a addictive, high-stakes nightmare of forbidden desire, dangerous obsession, blackmail, on-ice violence, family secrets, and life-altering betrayals. As the lies grow bigger than the truth, Jax and Riley must survive rival stalkers, corrupt professors, legacy pressure, and their own explosive chemistry before everything detonates.

Muse is a young teenager disturbed by the death of her father. Her uncle wanted to take care of her by bringing her to his house. However, Muse will be exposed to all sorts of abuse from her uncle's wife. Her ordeal increased tenfold with the arrival of Pen the lover of her stepmother who passed himself off as her brother in the eyes of all and raped Muse several times. Abused and chased into the streets by her torturers after having contracted a pregnancy following the repeated rape of her stepmother's lover, Muse had only one desire, that of taking revenge on her tormentors who stole her innocence. A few years later, despite having found great love with her millionaire husband, Muse was preparing eagerly her revenge against those who once stole her innocence. How far is she willing to go for her revenge? Can her husband's love heal her from her past trauma? Will she finally find peace of mind and live a happy life with her family out of her murdered past? Will she come to terms with her uncle's wife and her lover who since then have set up a powerful mafia of child abuse?

Her relentless stalker proves to be an enigma far more profound once his clandestine truth is laid bare.

Arianna
My fascination with dark narratives invited more than just stories into my life – it summoned a shadow. He watches, he sends messages, and every attempt to escape his gaze crumbles as evidence vanishes. I was terrified, yet when true danger struck, threatening to steal me away, he emerged like a dark knight, snatching me from the brink. Now, I run from the very man who saved me, battling a terrifying truth: he won't let me go, and my heart struggles against the dangerous, forbidden pull he has on my soul.

Vincent
She belongs to me; it's a fundamental truth the world will soon understand. Her spirit, bright as it is, craves the very darkness within me, and I will burn the world to protect that fragile desire. Let them call me a stalker, a monster; I am her shield, her destiny. Any fool who dares to lay a hand on what is mine will learn the true meaning of pain. I've saved her, I've watched her, and now I will claim her, proving that I am the only man she truly needs, the only one who truly sees her.

WARNING Dark Stalker Romance novel | R18

"No strings attached, woman! You just have to become my girlfriend for four months," he spat to her face. ***Nathaniel Greene, formidable and invincible man of war. He is a CEO of a very famous company. He is rumoured to be a gay, blamed and threatened, that he had to look for a girlfriend.
Not a real girlfriend because of his dislike to all girls calling them all fake, and unfortunately, even his mother was fake with plastic surgery. He had to hire a girlfriend just to shut the mouth of all the rumors and paparazzi of he being a gay.
And there we have her, Cheyenne Gemflord, a young lady who had been looking for a job not related to killing, prostitution and trafficking, took the job as his girlfriend with a deal of 'no strings attached' in their fake relationship' for four months. As the employer, what would he do to her? As the employee, what would she do to him? How would they end up? Follow me to the story world.

Every girl should have their best guy friend take her virginity. At least, that's what I think.

Yes, I'm that girl.

That weird girl that always asks for the impossible and just happens to be secretly in love with her oblivious--rightfully so--best friend. Woe isn't my name though. It's Cassie.

And with my impromptu agreement to be a surrogate mother due to financial instability, I'm in a bind. Losing my virginity to a baby is not my cherry-picking dream. I have maybe a month to get him to agree before the in vitro process starts. Of course, he and his boyfriend know absolutely none of this. [M/F/M]

"I hate you," I said, but my voice came out as a whisper.

"I know," he whispered back, closing the distance between us. He grazed my lower lip wth his thumb and tugged it down slightly.
"But I still want you." He added, his lips inches away from mine.

He placed his forehead on mine, his nose grazing mine. I closed my eyes in anticipation of the kiss.

I hated him. I hated how my body react to him. To his touch, his smell, to everything about him. He made my life hell since the moment he set eyes on me. But I still can't stop myself from wanting him. I knew I shouldn't. Everything about him was wrong. He was my damnation. The King that doesn't hesitate to sacrifice his subjects. But I was far too gone to care. I would gladly go to hell if Drayton King sits on the throne.
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Arielle McAlister and Drayton King are the most popular kids at Diamond High. They're the King and Queen of the school. But like any organization, there can only be one leader. The two students hated each other.

But after Arielle was diagnosed with cancer just before the start of senior year, the dynamic of their relationship slowly starts to change. Arielle began facing troubles at school because of her condition.

How will Arielle navigate this new difficulty as the school's fallen queen? And when a worst enemy suddenly became an ally, will she agreed to put aside their feud for the greater good?

I was once the Luna of the Blackwood Pack, the rightful mate to Alpha Kieran. But when his father was murdered, I was blamed, stripped of my title, and cast aside like nothing. Worse, I was pregnant.

On the night of my punishment, I gave birth to twin boys. Kieran took one and left me to suffer. Then Serena, the woman who always wanted my place, came to me with a cruel lie—she told me my other son was dead. Heartbroken and alone, I was ready to give up, until a man appeared, claiming to be my father. He helped me escape, and I swore never to look back.
Five years later, I am no longer weak. I am Evelyn Carter, a powerful CEO, a mother, and a woman who will never be broken again. But fate is cruel. I meet Kieran again, and the mate bond still lingers. Worse, my stolen son stands by his side, raised to believe I never wanted him.
Now, it’s my turn to take back everything that was stolen from me. Serena’s lies will be exposed. Kieran will know the pain of regret. And when the truth is revealed, I will decide—should I forgive, or should I walk away forever?

Loverina, a lonely girl trained by her poor grandmother, unexpectedly got into a messy shit with the heir of the Oscars family. To pay the price of her deeds, she was taken by the heir and turned into a pleasure slave. What power does a low class commoner have over such higher status?

Just another version of Dark Romance with spice of Hatred, Violence, Authority, Love, Slavery and Family Tiles. Rated, 18+.

I was confirmed dead!
My enemies mocked my grave, they dug up my past, and painted me as a bitch, my mother's spirit cried, so did that of my dead relatives!
But what they didn't know who that I was still in their midst, although not as the person I once was, but as a hell racer!

Zelda always knew what she wanted. A young Afro-Latina with fiery passion and ironclad determination, she spent her life fighting to carve out her place in the world. Her dream? To stand out in the male-dominated construction industry and prove she was born for success.

But accepting an internship at the powerful Ozborne Industries opened more than just the door to her dream career. It unlocked another door—one filled with forbidden desires and scorching fantasies. Two bosses. Two dominant men. Two intoxicating obstacles in her path to success.

She always believed she could keep work and pleasure separate... until they showed her that some rules are meant to be broken.

"Sire, humans, northern border", a guard rushed into the throne room panting out,

"Father, should I take care of this?", his son asked, tired of sitting down in the castle all day,

"No, you stay here and make sure that your sister does not leave her room, she has seen enough of that human boy", he ordered, "How could she even claim to love him when his father tried to kill your mother?".


With almost twenty years gone, Alpha King Dwayne and Luna Queen Daphne had given birth to another child; a daughter, Desiree with the soul and spirit of her shrewd and merciless father.
She eventually finds love but what happens when her love is given to the wrong person of the wrong specie? Would the Luna Princess accept her father's wishes or would she allow an inevitable war to take place? Would the Alpha Prince and Luna Queen support her or go against her chase for her love?

●This is the book two of The Luna Queen.
●Mature Content.
●Womem are openly called bitches.
●Humans were extinct

Rebirth with a twist.
Fawn Jones doesn’t get a chance to resolve the issues with her marriage. No, she gets murdered in her own bathtub. Drowned by the husband she hated after he had moved his mistress into their bed, Fawn’s last lucid thought is a promise before death. "I will not stay weak. I will make you pay. If not in this life, then the next." Then she wakes up. Different room. Different body. Different life. Cassandra Huntington – rich, infamous, beautiful in a way Fawn never had been. Cassie had been in a coma for six months after a car crash. Her billionaire husband, Blake, had just signed the paperwork to turn off her life support when she suddenly started breathing on her own. Now everyone thinks Fawn is Cassandra. The media calls it a miracle. Blake calls it complicated. The woman wearing his wife’s face is softer, sharper, funnier… and so tempting he hates himself for wanting her. Fawn calls it an opportunity for revenge. Her killers are still out there. Her old body is in the ground under a lie. And the only weapons she has now are Cassandra’s money, Cassandra’s reputation… and Cassandra’s husband. So, she plays the role. Learns to walk in six-inch heels. Smiles for the cameras. Seduces a man who once couldn’t stand his wife and now can’t seem to stay away from her. While she quietly buys into the company that ruined her old life. While she gets close enough to the man who killed her to watch him crack. They drowned the wrong woman. Now she’s awake. And she’s not done.

Nalzen Villarreal is the epitome of beauty. Behind that beautiful face is a darker side of her. She is a spoiled brat daughter, from a rich family.
When both of her parents died. She was surprised by their last will and testament. Stating that she needs to get married in order to inherit their Company.
Her boyfriend Nathan is not yet ready to Marry her. Then she found the perfect Husband for Rent that will turn her life upside down… Aaron Montgomery turned out to be the most famous International Multi- Billionaire Business Tycoon.
Meeting him, her life was never been the same again.
Is she ready for the twisted game of love?

The narration captures the reader at the beginning of the story with a controversial premise: a woman is challenged by her most prohibited wishes when the control, fear, and curiosity are mixed into one intense experience. What starts as reluctance soon turns into fascination as feeling after feeling drags her into a world where fantasy overwhelms the restraint. The interest is created as the night progresses with the intensity and changing emotions. The struggle in the protagonist yields to a new awareness, in which even the touch of the body provokes her limits and redefines her sense of pleasure, surrender and power. The scene is sealed and suffers the anticipation and observation and the charged energy of several presence all intended on her. The passion overcomes when the book does not only touch on physical stimulation, but also psychological release. The change of the woman is at the center: the fear is turned into the desire, the weakness is turned into the strength, and the resistance is turned into the active desire. The story focuses on the way fantasy can take over the head, re-pattern necessity and generate a drunken feeling of being desired indefinitely. when the passion is absolutely discharged, and the fantasy turned into reality, is it the deeds then the real seduction, or the time when one finally has ceased struggling with what he/she desires the most?

Nalzen Villarreal is the epitome of beauty.
Behind that beautiful face is a darker side of her.
She is a spoiled brat daughter from a rich family.
Her parents died, leaving a last will and testament.
Stating that she needs to get married to inherit their Company.
Her boyfriend Nathan is not yet ready to marry her.
Then she found the perfect Husband for Rent that will turn her life upside down...
Aaron Montgomery, who turned out to be the most famous International Multi- Billionaire Business Tycoon.
Meeting him, her life has never been the same again.
Is she ready for the twisted game of love?
Find out...

A man falls in love with a woman, and just because he is not up to her level. He decides to marry her sister instead with the ulterior motive of staying close to the woman he loves.

The sister he got married to was an unwanted burden to her parents. This is the tough reality for Emma. After witnessing a shocking event, and her mother lying against her for the crime she committed. She is hit by a car while fleeing from the police arrest after the shocking reality.

Even on the brink of life and death, her genuine desire is for vengeance against those who made her life miserable. unexpectedly, Emma gets a second chance at life and is transported back to a time before her ill-fated marriage with Zayn that decided her life.

Amory, her sister's crush enters into a contractual marriage with Emma due to his harboring affection for her and he is ready to risk everything for her, and her quest for revenge begins.

"What are you thinking?" I ask him.
"You really want to know?" He replies in a voice so dark and full of warning it sends a shiver down my spine.
"Yes." I say, being utterly brave.
A small smirk lifts the corner of his lips as he walks towards me. His footsteps slow and calculative like a predator on hunt. Deliberately, he stops just an inch away from me and leans in so close to my ear that I feel his warm breath kiss my neck.
"I want to tear off this tight little skirt of yours and pull your panties down with my teeth, all while you watch me do it."
My eyes widen in absolute shock. Heat slaps my face and I turn red from his sensual comment.
"This.. This is.. sexual assault!" I gasp, completely caught off-guard.
We are in the office and he is the God-Damn CEO!
"No." He shakes his head calmly.
"You asked me a question, and I just answered it, honestly. Nothing less, nothing more. Completely professional."
WhatTheFuckeryFuck!

Isabelle Zanotti always knew her family despised her. Her father hated her because she looked exactly like her late mother, a painful reminder of the woman he never stopped mourning. As the firstborn child of one of the most powerful alphas on the continent, Isabelle was expected to be strong. Instead, she was considered the weakest, and her stepmother and stepsister never let her forget it.

Her life changes when her father arranges her marriage to the most feared alpha alive, a man rumored to be Lucifer in the flesh. The arrangement moves forward quickly, and Isabelle is given no say in the matter.

Just when she starts to adjust to her new reality, Isabelle meets her true mate.

Now she must make a heartbreaking decision. Should she stay with the man she was never meant for but who has come to love her, or follow the path the moon goddess chose, even if it means leaving everything behind?

Sloane Deshazo is a happy and healthy teenager who loves playing volleyball. She has a close bond with her twin brother and a crush on a boy she has known since childhood. Her life is full of joy and excitement, until she gets sick and finds out she has a rare and aggressive form of cancer.

Sloane’s life turns upside down as she faces harsh treatments, long hospital stays, and an uncertain future. She struggles with the changes in her body, relationships, and identity that the disease brings. She feels lonely, scared, and angry, but she also finds hope, love, and strength in unexpected places.

She learns to appreciate every moment of happiness and beauty in her life while fighting tooth and nail for her survival. She realizes that normality is not about what you do or own but who you love and who you are. Sloane shows that cancer does not define her, but her courage and determination do. Though she fights for normal, she is mostly fighting for herself.

Benedykta Rebel, known as Ben to her friends, never imagined that her position as the oldest daughter of a wealthy family in New York would come with such a heavy burden. When her grandfather unexpectedly names her as the CEO of New Way Group, Ben is shocked to learn that there is a catch - she must marry a man of her grandfather's choosing in order to inherit the company.

Furious at the idea of being forced into a loveless marriage, Ben confronts her grandfather, only to be met with indifference. With her family's company on the brink of bankruptcy, Ben realizes that she has no choice but to comply with her grandfather's demands.

Seeking solace and escape from her troubles, Ben finds herself at a night club, where she crosses paths with a mysterious and handsome stranger. Drawn to him in a way she never thought possible, Ben succumbs to a passionate one-night stand, unaware of the consequences that will follow.

But when Ben discovers that the man she shared a fleeting connection with is none other than her future father-in-law, her world is turned upside down. Caught between duty and desire, Ben must navigate the treacherous waters of love and loyalty as she comes face to face with the man who unknowingly stole her heart in a single night.

Family obligations and forbidden love collide.

Will she choose duty and save her family's legacy, or will she risk it all for a chance at true happiness?

Lia, a reclusive but brilliant programmer, thrives in her isolated lab, creating groundbreaking code for advanced humanoid robots. She doesn't need connection—she builds it. But when a test of her latest AI goes awry, Lia finds herself stranded on a hostile alien planet alongside her most sophisticated creation: a robot named Ares, designed to obey but showing startling signs of defiance—and emotions. As Lia navigates this alien world, avoiding threats from rival species and scavengers, she discovers Ares is evolving in ways she never predicted. What begins as reluctant reliance grows into an undeniable bond, forcing her to question the boundaries of humanity, love, and the soul—or lack thereof. But survival demands sacrifices, and their connection may prove more dangerous than any alien enemy. As tension mounts, will Lia embrace what Ares has become, or dismantle the one thing she’s learned to love?

Five years ago, Kane Draven was one of the deadliest operatives in the Valkyrie Unit, an elite force created to combat bioterrorism and eliminate threats beyond the reach of ordinary military forces.

Then everything went wrong.

A classified mission was leaked to the enemy. Betrayed from within, Kane and his team stormed the enemy stronghold, fighting against impossible odds. They completed their objective, but before they could return home, the government abandoned them. The operation was disavowed, their sacrifices erased, and Kane was made the perfect scapegoat.

While those responsible walked free, Kane was thrown into prison. The only reason he escaped execution was the intervention of his former director, who used his influence to spare Kane's life.

For five long years, Kane endured betrayal, humiliation, and endless thoughts of revenge.

Now he is finally free.

The world believes Kane Draven is a broken man returning from prison. They couldn't be more wrong.

Armed with the skills that once made him a legend, Kane begins a relentless hunt for the people who destroyed his life. Politicians, generals, corporate tycoons, and hidden masterminds will soon discover that some men should never be betrayed.

A Luna or a Slave?
Edwina Quinley had nothing to offer in her life after her father being the sole enemy of Alpha King, Hades Lysander. Hades, renowned for being a beast in nature goes mad in rage after losing his beloved Luna. Hades wants nothing but revenge for the love of his life even if destroying a whole pack.Hades wanted to destroy her pack including her. As a loyal Luna to her pack, Edwina had nothing to offer except herself as his slave. Even though the Moon Goddess has blessed her with a mate, she had to leave her dignity to satisfy the king's hatred and ego. From being a Female Alpha, she becomes the no-class slave overnight.Edwina wants nothing but to save her pack and her father.Between revenge and hatred, will Hades and Edwina find their way back or are they meant to destroy each other?