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Trinity is a lone wolf—untethered, hunted, and haunted by dreams she can’t remember. Each night, visions claw at her sleep: blood, chains, and a mate she’s never met but feels in her bones. The prophecies are locked deep inside her, sealed by a curse older than the first werewolf bloodline.

Until she meets him.

Irune Cooper. Alpha. Warrior. Her fated mate.

But fate is twisted. The curse that shattered the first were-family still lingers, blinding them to the bond that should set them free. Trinity is more than she seems: within her lies Zuri, the Moonborne vessel, Flame-carrier, and will of the Moon Goddess. Together, Trinity and Irune will gather the fractured, reunite the broken, and ignite a new era for all werekind. But power like that makes enemies. Zuri’s divine aura unsettles weak alphas—and stirs dangerous instincts in the strong.

As war brews in the shadows and their bond teeters on the edge of recognition, Trinity and Irune must fight not only for each other but for the fate of every supernatural creature.

Because if they mate, they don’t just become one.

They become Alpha King and Queen—destined to rule, or destined to fall.

Jessica Franklin is at her wit's ends, literally. With two sisters depending on her and a mountain of debts on her neck, she needs a way out before she breaks down. So when she sees an online post of a Billionaire requesting a bride, she immediately takes it.

Devon Reeves just wants to get rid of his clingy ex who's snuck her way back into his life and is disrupting it. Unwilling to go on dozens of blind dates, he puts up a post requesting a bride and receives numerous responses. Out of the many proposals, Only one sticks out to him. Without thinking too much about it, he accepts it and goes on a date.

One look is all it takes to get Devon to decide that Jessica is his bride. A contract is signed and the two begin to live like husband and wife.

There's just one problem, nobody is accepting of this new arrangement. Plus, the more he gets to know his wife, the more he realizes that she has secrets... Secrets she's running away from and will soon catch up to her.

Book 1 in the Franklin Sisters series.

My hot biker, my saving grace.


My life is nothing short of a modern-day Cinderella story. All that changes because of one single person. Little did I know the quiet Biker who took pity on me and took me to school was the one and only Billionaire Jake Woods, whom every single woman on Ryedale had the hots for—a man that no one had ever seen.

He brought love, happiness, and laughter into my life. My stepmother and step-sister couldn't afford to let me have freedom, so they did everything they could to make my father hate me. I survived the beatings and the constant lack of freedom. Jake was my saving grace, but that happiness would be ripped away from me.

He was the first man I've ever allowed to touch me, my first love and the only one I'd ever want. When Renee and Alexis Discovered the identity of the man who stood by me , I couldn't foresee their plans that would tear us apart, leaving us both in agony and heartache.

Wha..what do you..you wa..want?"

"You," he said with a lopsided grin only his eyes showed his true intentions as he placed his hands on her waist lifting her up onto the counter stepping in between her legs.

"You..you.can't," she stuttered.

"I am, I can and I will have you Lia. This I promise you," he said nuzzling her neck before claiming her lips stealing her breath.

"Ethan no," she said breathlessly pushing him away.

"Lia why do you keep pushing me away. You know you want this as much as I do. I know you feel the same way as I feel about you. Why are you fighting us!" He growled frustratedly.


"Don't lie to me," he growled saying each word slowly whilst pacing in front of the door.

"Ethan I."

"Don't," his voice boomed as he stopped looking at her angrily as she flinched. "Start speaking," he whispered.

"How does it feel to submit Jade, how does it feel to kneel at the feet of your owner," he asked, in a low voice that rumbled like the storm.

Raising my head, I stared at him defiantly, knowing deep down that I was consciously breaking his rule and that I would be punished for it. I smirked. "It feels like I'm going to have to return the favor once I get out of here".

His lips twisted into a dark smile, his eyes glowing in the darkened space as his gaze lingered on me. I couldn't move or breathe. "You're never getting out of here."

Jade is a Mafia don who is betrayed by her covetous brother, fleeing for her life she gets trapped in the woods where she is purchased by Dearil Vaughn, a sadist with a chaotic wolf that feeds off torture and destruction. To survive his dangerous games, she'd have to learn to submit and keep her heart in a place where his cold hands couldn't reach.

Jade calmed Dearil's wolf, so he was never going to let her go, especially since she was the only beacon of light in his dark world where he'd been rejected by both blood and friends... But winning her heart proves difficult, especially when the monsters within him are too hard to tame.
It was war! A war with two contenders that planned to come out winners.

«I'm not a second option, you either choose me or lose me».

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His bride left him on his wedding day.
She needed a day job but unfortunately stumbled at the wedding scene.
He needed a replacement.
She was the replacement.
She was the last option for him.
He was the first option for her.

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Angelina's life took a turn when she left her father's country to New York city because of a scholarship she received. With her drowning in her self insecurities and anxieties of being a curvaceous half cast.

Nathaniel, one of the eligible bachelors in State with a killer smiling face and body. The sole heir to his family's companies and a loyal fiance to his girlfriend. His fiance left him on his wedding day with a break up letter. Due to the paparazzi and public eyes, he needed a replacement.

#notyourtypicalbwwmbook

© Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan).

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Valentina

I traded my freedom to the most ruthless Mafia leader-the Don of the Benedict family-to save my father's business. The wedding was quiet, almost too quiet, but my gaze was locked on the tall, tattooed man standing just a few feet away. His dark eyes and sharp suit ignited a heat in me I couldn't ignore. I should be thinking of everything I'm losing. But instead, I'm consumed by thoughts of what his touch will feel like, the forbidden thrill of him-my soon-to-be stepson.

Lucian

I've known enough good girls to know I shouldn't go near them. They're fragile, breakable, and they don't know the kind of darkness that lives in men like me. But Valentina... she's different. She's got this innocence that makes me want to ruin her, mark her, make sure she never looks at another man again. She might be my father's bride, but that doesn't mean she's safe. Not from me. Not from the monster I crave to unleash, the darkness that craves to devour her innocence whole.

One childhood crush. One unbreakable rule. One mansion where every hallway feels like a trap.

For fifteen years, Leighton Hayes has loved Noah Knight from afar, the untouchable older brother of her best friend Chloe. Now twenty-three, broke, and freshly homeless, Leighton has nowhere to go but the sprawling estate of the man who once barely noticed her. Noah remembers her all too well. The billionaire who built an empire from nothing has spent the last six months trying to become a better man, and the shy girl in oversized hoodies who just moved into his guest wing is the most dangerous temptation he’s ever faced.

Chloe’s single rule was always clear: her friends are off-limits. Especially to Noah, the reformed Playboy who used to burn through supermodels and headlines. But late nights, shared secrets, and one stolen shirt ignite a fire neither of them can extinguish. What begins as whispered confessions and almost-kisses explodes into a secret affair neither wants to end, even as the lies stack higher.

When Chloe discovers the truth, the betrayal threatens to destroy the only family each of them has ever known. Leighton must decide if love is worth losing her best friend. Noah must prove he’s finally ready to risk everything for the one woman he swore he’d never touch.

Some rules are made to be broken.
Some hearts refuse to stay forbidden.

[HIS SERIES BOOK #1]

"You will always be my epitome of beauty." -Darren Herrera.

Darren Herrera is one of the best businessman in his country. He's a billionaire, has a pair of two mesmerizing blue eyes and face of a ravishing model. The epitome of the word perfection. Herrera Corp. will soon to be his, but only in one condition. He needs to get married and have a child to Kate Frias, the daughter of his father's bestfriend.

For him, having a wife and a child was a huge disaster. And no woman can pass his epitome of the word "beauty," even Kate. That's why he hired someone, someone that he can trust to play along as his wife. And that's when he met Claire, a women that will make him change his own epitome of beauty.

Heartbroken, betrayed and humiliated Zawadi had to come to terms with everything that happened in her past. All the healed wounds were reopened when her past finally caught up with her.
Now she has to figure out her next step in order to protect herself as well as her loved ones.

This is a sequel to : His African Queen

Sophia O’Neil is a ghost in her own life. Once the most feared Shadow Hunter in the Order, she traded her blades for a barcode scanner and a soul-crushing routine at a suburban mall. She wanted peace, but peace doesn’t pay the bills. When the Order returns, they don't ask for her help—they demand it. They hold her darkest secret over her head like a guillotine, forcing her to sign a blood contract that binds her soul to their cause once more.
By day, she is a tired cashier at Shopmore. By night, she is Ghost, a high-tech executioner hunting the nightmare creatures leaking from the Shadows.
Her cold, isolated world shifts when Michael walks into her lane. He is everything she isn't: warm, handsome, and seemingly perfect. For the first time, Sophia lets her guard down, falling into a passionate, whirlwind romance that feels like her only escape from the blood and the shadows.
But in the Dark Realm, nothing is a coincidence.
As the bodies pile up and the invasive threat grows, Sophia realizes that the man sharing her bed is the very monster she is contracted to kill. Michael isn't just a demon hybrid; he is a Prince of the Abyss, and his tie to the bone-shaking incident that ruined her past is far from accidental.
Now, Sophia faces a choice that will end in blood: Exterminate her only source of light, or embrace the darkness she once swore to hunt.

PS DON'T OVERANALYSE THE STORY WHEN READING. IT IS AFTER ALL JUST MY MIND GOING CRAZY TO GIVE YO'LL A STORY ☺️.

Their worlds were never meant to clash, but through knowing each other their lives unraveled.

"Don't think about Malcolm because I am not him. I will treat you better, give you the desires of your heart, showered you with kisses that will make you weak at the knees, even go as far as giving you my heart, but just don't leave me," he said looking lost as he pulled her closer supporting her some more.

"No, no, not again," I murmured as my heart rate increased.

"Then this is what is going to happen. Tomorrow we are getting married I don't care if you have to be in bed for the ceremony but so be it. We are going to live together as man and wife, and I am going to f***k that idiot out of your system until I am the only one in your mind, until you long for only my touch.....

After surviving three years of kidnapping, I finally escaped—only to find my boyfriend engaged to my younger sister.

My parents' reaction? "They are in love. As the older sister, you should step aside."
My ex's excuse? "Cordelia, you're the one I truly love."

"Go to hell," I sneered. I dumped him and walked away from the toxic Fox family forever.
Furious, he shouted behind me, "You'll regret this! Don't come crawling back!"

Oh, I didn't.

But when he finally came crawling back to me, he was in for a rude awakening. He didn't find me crying. Instead, he found me pinned against a wall, sharing a breathless, heated kiss with the most powerful, untouchable man in the city—his almighty uncle.

Seeing us, my ex lost his mind. "Cordelia! You said you loved me!" he roared in absolute jealousy.

With a wicked smile, I leaned against his uncle's chest and hooked my finger at my pathetic ex.

"Be a good boy," I smirked. "Call me Auntie."

The Millennium Wolf King of all Supernatural was killed mysteriously and his throne was wanted by every King's and Queen's of supernatural but they couldn't have it because he has a legitimate child.

A child none of the king's and Queen's has seen before. All they know is that the Millennium Wolf King child name is River.

River put on a disguise to know those behind the deaths of the Millennium Wolf King.

Ariel, a beautiful lady who lives with her old poor aunt, who is the most fearsome and powerful Witch in the Witch kingdom, met with Tyler- the soon to be king of the second most strongest kingdom (Wolfe Crimson) in the whole Supernatural- they both realize they were mates. Tyler was in love with Ariel but has a change of heart when his parents promised him the throne of the Millennium King if he marries the Vampire Princess who was a beauty and the most dangerous. He rejected Ariel right in front of a party he had invited her and that was attended by all King's and Queen's.

Royal, a poor boy and servant to all the Wolfe Crimson kingdom befriended Ariel and love developed between them.

Royal has a deep secret, he isn't who he said he is and later on found out Ariel isn't what she said she is.

Can their love survive when Ariel has Mate?

Legend has it that The Legendary Ice Wolf and the Millennium Wolf will come together to defeat the Dark ones but are not meant to fall in love, a Love Forbidden.

Warning: R18+
"I, Dante Valerius, recognize no bond with a gutter-witch. You are nothing but a night’s mistake."

I knew the scent of a Valerius before I saw him: gunpowder, expensive bourbon, and the blood of my ancestors. I went into The Obsidian to steal back my family’s heart, but the moment Dante Valerius pinned me to black marble, I lost my soul.

He was a surgical predator. I was a "crazy-ass" witch from the slums. Yet, in the dark, our feud didn't matter. He touched me like a man starving, marking my skin and claiming my soul in a night of raw, forbidden surrender.

But when the sun rose, the Alpha chose his throne. To save his Syndicate, he used the Ritual of Rejection to tear our bond apart, leaving me to wither in the gutter while he prepares to marry his "pure" princess.

He’s wrong.

He didn't destroy the bond; he poisoned it. Now, I am a ghost in his veins, a fever he can’t sweat out. Through our fractured link, I feel it all: the way his skin itches for my touch, the way his wolf howls for the mate he discarded, and the filthy, forbidden fantasies he has about dragging me back to his bed.

Dante Valerius wanted a mistake. Now, he’s a slave to a craving he can’t satisfy. He wants to hate me, but every time he closes his eyes, he’s begging for a taste of the witch he cursed.

I’m in his head, I’m in his blood, and I’m the only cure he’ll never be allowed to have.

He saved her life… now she’s become his obsession.

"His lips held a slight upturn, but his eyes glazed over her just as they did with everyone else.
Disinterest was his countenance... It was almost hostile.
Then she smelled him.


First, it itched.
Then, it burned.
Her toes curled as she fought to conceal the pain. Her skin seared, right on the back of her neck.
She hoped no one noticed the look of surprise that slid across her face. Dread quickly became the prominent emotion.
Laura glanced at Prince Rowan, his face was lightly scrunched, nose flaring.
Male shifters were born with their mate mark. Females acquired them later, after coming in contact with their fated mate.
She put extra effort into masking her smell, glamouring the new mark.
Fuck.
She didn’t want the one she had–let alone two. Her claws extended into the fabric of the chair.
And then she had to stand. "


Laura is a wolf shifter.

Dark hair, dark eyes, average looks, wolfless… if anyone else were to describe her.
Running away is what she did best, but recent events would say it was being captured.
Captured not once, but twice, with an embarrassingly short layover, Laura jumps from one enemy to another. One, a group of individuals playing collector to non-humans; the other, the pack she’d long abandoned–with the latter forcing her hand in a dated mating game.
Every generation, given the heir to the throne is male and mateless, there were trials held to find a suitable queen for the future king of wolf shifters. This generation’s heir apparent: Rowan Alexander Woulf.
Laura had more sensible things to do, like figuring out a certain organization’s agenda.

Forty-two and still hasn't found his fated mate, Alpha Brentwood is tired of waiting for the moon goddess to give him his luna.
He leaves his pack to find himself his own mate; unexpectedly, he meets his true mate.
Alpha Brentwood soon discovers the reason it took him twenty-four years to find his fated mate.
Why?
Read to find out.

The king wasn't an ugly old man, in fact, he was the most handsome man in the kingdom, but his face was only handsome and charming, his heart was cruel, evil, wicked, and filled with malice.
The king believed that since he was the epitome of power, his subjects were his slaves. He treated women like his property, and the men weren't spared either.

Parents warned their children never to look into the king's eyes because it's rumored that whoever looks the king in his eyes, ends up ruining mad or losing their eyes.

Some called the king a charming beast, some said he was a monster, but the king wasn't offended by his citizen's allegations, because he knew they weren't wrong. He's not a normal human, he depends on blood and human flesh, and the only way to have a continuous supply is to feed on the people he regards as slaves…. the men in his kingdom.

But everything changed when the traitor's son came for revenge, and although Raphael knew the path he was on could cost him his very soul, he was determined to give it his all, and teach the self-centered king a painful lesson.

Raphael was in the lion's den once again, but this time, the lion was hungry and craving fresh blood, it didn't look like anyone would shut its mouth. Worst still, the lion king hates gay, and he wants them eliminated from his kingdom, because of his ongoing curse… Raphael!

Coralyn Calder has never had the luxury of slowing down.
Between crushing responsibility and a mother she’s spent years saving from herself, survival has always come before desire.
This Christmas, she chooses herself—for once.
A sponsored escape to a lavish French resort promises distance from her past, silence from her guilt, and a brief illusion of peace. But fate has other plans. A ruined dress, a missed reservation, and a raging snowstorm leave her stranded… and sharing a suite with Orion Merrick.
He’s dangerous in a way Coralyn isn’t prepared for—quiet, controlled, devastatingly handsome. A single father with a guarded heart, a watchful gaze, and a presence that strips her bare without a single touch.
What begins as forced proximity turns intimate fast. Stolen moments. Lingering looks. His sharp-tongued daughter playing matchmaker. Nights that blur boundaries and make promises neither of them should want.
Then her past arrives uninvited.
Kade—her obsessive ex—appears at the resort, dragging secrets, violence, and unfinished business behind him. When Coralyn’s mother dies under suspicious circumstances, buried truths rise to the surface, and the holiday fantasy shatters into something lethal.
Because this isn’t just about love anymore.
It’s about survival.
And some Christmas miracles don’t come wrapped in ribbon—
they come wrapped in blood.
Will Coralyn live long enough to claim hers?

Clara Sebastian, a stunning omega, never could have predicted the immense upheaval her life would undergo after a group of Rogues mistakenly identified her as someone else. It was undeniable that she bore an uncanny resemblance to Savannah Ferocity, the daughter of the powerful Lycan king.

This twist of fate led her to cross paths with Henrick Silvestre, the Alpha of the formidable Bloody Dark Pack. Henrick was notorious for his womanizing ways, his arrogance, and his cold-hearted demeanor. He had been scorned and humiliated by Savannah herself, leaving him bitter and resentful.

Clara's mission, against all odds, was to win over Henrick's heart and soften his hardened soul. But how could she possibly achieve such a feat when he despised her with every fiber of his being? Would she endure the pain he inflicted upon her in the hopes of breaking through his defenses?

As time went on, Clara discovered that she was destined to be Henrick's mate. However, as the truth about their intertwined past gradually came to light, she faced a difficult decision. Would she still choose to be his mate, knowing the secrets that lay buried in their history? Or would she become his second mate, rejecting him just as he had been rejected before?

Dante is a man of power, wealth, and secrets darker than the night. A ruthless vampire billionaire with a past drenched in blood, he rules his empire with an iron grip—untouchable, unstoppable… until her.
Ava never expected her life to change with a single job interview. Walking into Blackthorne Enterprises, she thought she was applying to be an assistant, not signing herself away to a man who devours control like oxygen.

Dante is cold, calculated, and dangerously seductive. His touch is forbidden, his world deadly. Yet when he looks at her, there’s something lurking beneath his perfect control—hunger. Need. Possession.
She should run. But the moment he claims her, she knows escape is impossible.
Now, she’s trapped in a world of wealth and obsession, temptation and sin. A world where pleasure and pain blend seamlessly, and love comes with a deadly price.

Because Dante is no ordinary man. He’s a monster in a tailored suit.
And Ava? She’s the one thing he can never let go.
But when desire turns into something deeper, something primal, one question remains—will she survive his darkness, or will she drown in it? (R18+)

By day, Zariah Nightborne rules empires with a pen and a glare.
By blood, she belongs to the darkest Mafia pack ever forged in war and betrayal.
She was raised as a human. Lied to. Hidden.
Until one brutal betrayal awakens the beast she was never meant to become.

Now, the billionaire heiress is hunted—not for what she’s done, but for what she is:
The last living heir of the Luna Code.
The key to controlling all wolves.
The queen no Alpha can claim.

Bound to two Mafia heirs—one who lied to protect her, the other who marked her for war—Zariah must choose:
Reclaim her savage bloodline, or let the world burn trying to break her.

But she wasn’t born to be a mate.
She was born to be a myth.

And every kingdom that called her weak will fall to their knees when the real Luna rises.

Running for my life, I tumble straight into a hidden underground palace of nightmares.

The Bride-Selection slaughter is underway—no girl has survived in ten years. Bodies torn apart, blood everywhere.

Then the monstrous black dragon lowers its massive head… and gently nuzzles my palm like a lovesick puppy.

The man on the throne stares down with violet eyes.

"You don't get to run anymore. You're my queen now."

That same night he rips away every scrap of silk, pins me to the freezing dragon-sized bed, and shoves his thick, burning cock so deep I scream until my voice breaks.

"Try escaping again," he growls against my ear, hips slamming into me without mercy, "and I'll chain you to this bed and fuck you until you can't even crawl."

This terrifyingly beautiful monster—what deadly secrets is he hiding?

And me, the runaway bride his dragon picked… will I ever break free from his cage?

I tricked my billionaire husband into signing divorce papers—he had no idea.

"Exam documents," I lied.

His ex-wife laughed. "Boring paperwork. Don't bother reading it."

He signed without even looking.

Three years of marriage. I thought he'd learn to love me. Ever since she came back, my dinners grew cold while I reheated them alone. I waited in our bed, night after night. I watched him drop everything and run to her with every phone call.

Then I found out I was pregnant.

That same day, I saw him at the hospital—holding her hand, asking about her baby.

I finally stopped waiting.

I left the estate at dawn. Left behind the jewelry, the designer clothes, the empty promises.

Then he showed up at my door.

"I know about the baby," his voice was raw. "I know about the accident. I know everything."

He looked at me like I was his entire world.

Three years too late? Or just in time?

Born into the most powerful mafia family in the city, I've had seven bodyguards since I was ten years old.

Seven heirs from allied families. Seven men trained to protect me. Seven potential husbands.

On my eighteenth birthday, I had to pick one and marry him.

Everyone knew I'd choose Dante Lucchese. How could I not? I'd been stupidly in love with that arrogant bastard since I was seven.

But I'll never choose him again.

Because I've already lived through what happens when I do.

The wedding. The explosion. Flames devouring my dress as I clawed at Dante's sleeve, begging him to help me.

He ripped his arm away.

And ran straight to Isabella—the pathetic little charity case my family took in, who always played the victim so perfectly.

"Serena, stop being selfish!" he shouted over the roar of the fire. "Isabella's hurt worse than you! I have to save her first!"

I screamed his name as he disappeared into the smoke with her in his arms.

The last thing I heard was Isabella crying. The last thing I felt was my skin burning.

Then—nothing.

Until I opened my eyes and found myself staring at the calendar on my bedroom wall.

Six months before the wedding.

The morning my father called me into his study to tell me it was time to choose.

This time, I crossed Dante's name off the list first.

This time, I chose Enzo Corleone—the quiet one who never said much, who everyone underestimated.

The one who died trying to pull me out of that fire.

So why the hell is Dante on his knees at my wedding to Enzo, tears streaming down his face, begging me to marry him instead?

I accompanied my husband's grandmother, who had just undergone heart bypass surgery, to quietly recuperate on the top floor of a private club. However, we were invaded by a woman adorned in the ruby necklace I designed, wielding my husband's supplementary card. She publicly humiliated my grandmother and locked us in a freezing cold chamber at minus sixty degrees, declaring herself to be my husband's fiancée. In a desperate attempt to save my grandmother, I publicly slandered myself, but she then reneged on her words—just as the sound of my husband's footsteps echoed from the doorway…

My six-month business trip to Europe was finally over. I decided to surprise my husband Nathaniel by coming home early without telling him, bringing my six-year-old son Lucas straight to his newly opened upscale restaurant.

Lucas excitedly ran toward the children's play area while I scanned the restaurant for Nathaniel, eagerly anticipating our reunion.

Suddenly, a scream shattered the peaceful atmosphere.

I turned to see a woman in work uniform roughly shoving my son, snarling viciously:

"What the hell are you RUNNING around for, you little brat! Can't you watch where you're going?"

I froze. How DARE this woman treat my child like this in my husband's restaurant?

For five years of marriage, Sibel devoted herself completely to her husband and son, even giving up her own career for their family.
Then she was rushed to the hospital with acute cholecystitis, writhing in pain. Her husband arrived with their son, only to walk right past her and rush to the woman he cherished most, his adopted sister.
"She’s terminally ill. You should take care of her," her husband said.
Her son added, "You’re only Mom because you cook and do housework."
In that moment, Sibel realized that her five years of sacrifice had been nothing but a joke.
She filed for divorce, walked away with nothing, and returned to the world of medical research. But just as she was ready to start over, she was framed, thrown into detention, and nearly left to die in a pool of blood.
Everyone thought Sibel was nothing without a man.
But when she returned as a world class medical expert, when the truth was finally exposed, and when the man who once treated her like she was worthless knelt before her with red eyes full of regret...
She looked down at him and said,
"You once said I wasn't good enough for you. Now you're not good enough for me."

I used to be the nation's top lock-picking expert. I saved countless lives.

But I couldn't save my own daughter.

At the dock, two children were strapped to bombs.

The girl had less time—I should've saved her first.

But my husband Damien held a knife to his throat, forcing me to save the other one first.

His illegitimate son.

I compromised.

The moment I opened the lock, the kidnapper ripped off the girl's hood.

I never expected her to be Rosie.

My five-year-old daughter.

She looked at me.

Her lips moved, forming the word "Mommy."

Then the explosion tore through everything...

She baked his pack to perfection for five years, only to overhear she was just the “cheaper version” of his fated mate.

When Alpha Brian slaps her, abandons her in flames, and chooses the villainess who faked everything… Angela walks away, rejects him forever, returns home as the hidden heiress of a powerhouse pack, marries the Lycan King who worships her and watches her ex spiral into madness.

"You are mine, Princess. For the next two months, I own this body and you will not give it out to any other man. I own every fucking inch of this body."



Mireille had been a good girl all her life, sheltered by her protective brother until he goes on a three-month travel.

Mireille has to stay with his best friend whom she last saw in high school. Mireille thinks she would finally be free from her brother's protectiveness but she turns out to be wrong as her brother's best friend is a worse version of her brother... Protective and possessive.

Mireille wants to hate him but it seems to be impossible to hate a man as hot as Dante Romano.

Hot, sexy and a billionaire mafia boss, Dante wants to make Mireille nothing more than his best friend's sister but it seems impossible with the heat that runs through their bodies with their every contact.

She is his innocent princess and she is supposed to remain so but when lust pulls her close, she becomes his woman, his possession, the Bad Boy's Princess.

But there are many more secrets lurking around, secrets insistent on pulling Mireille out of her innocent lifestyle.

WARNING: EXPLICIT CONTENTS AHEAD.

Claire Lions has three rules: work hard, stay out of drama, and never, ever trust Andy Stephenson.
For as long as she can remember, Andy has been the definition of trouble—loud, cocky, and always getting under her skin. She's spent years avoiding him, convinced she knows exactly who he is. But when they're thrown together on a project neither of them can escape, Claire starts to realize the boy she thought she hated might not be the villain she made him out to be.
Sparks fly, tempers flare, and somewhere between insults and accidental confessions, Claire begins to wonder if the real danger isn't working with Andy—it's falling for him.
√Bad Boy x Good Girl
√Enemies to Lovers
√Redemption
√Slow Burn
√YA Steamy

"Has our Alpha already fucked his twenty-buck pussy?"
Nikki’s voice cut through the air, but the recording she played was worse. It was his voice. Raven's voice. "Twenty bucks says I can make her fall for me. She's so desperate, it'll be easy."
The world stopped. I stared at Raven—the man who had held me, who promised I was his Luna. He looked pale, reaching for me. "Dawn, wait..."
I didn't wait. I slapped him. The sound echoed like a gunshot. "I was just a game to you?" I screamed, tears blinding me. I trusted him with my broken heart, and he sold it for twenty dollars.


Dawn Yeager is an invisible Omega, secretly in love with the campus king and Alpha, Raven Stone. But when her own mate, Dimitri, publicly rejects her for the popular girl Nikki, Dawn's life hits rock bottom—until Raven steps in to claim her. It feels like a fairytale, but the dream shatters when Dawn discovers Raven's claim was nothing more than a cruel twenty-dollar bet. Heartbroken and humiliated, Dawn unleashes her inner strength, transforming from a weak Omega into the Cheer Queen. Now, Raven is groveling for forgiveness, realizing he actually fell in love, while Dimitri wants her back. With a dangerous rogue threat looming and a romantic getaway that forces Dawn and Raven together, Dawn must decide: Can she forgive the Alpha who broke her, or will she choose a new path?

"I was just a bet?"
Becca slapped him hard across the cheek before he could even speak. He stood there, guilt-ridden, letting her rage wash over him.

After barely escaping an abusive relationship, Becca swore off love. Work was the only thing that gave her purpose—until Mark, her boss, entered her life. He seemed different. He made her smile again.

But behind his affection was a secret that could shatter her all over again.

Can Becca forgive the man who lied to win her heart? Or will she turn her back on love forever?

Warning: 21+

Lucien was killed by Victor, his ex boss from Casino who wanted to snatch the wife he loved, his body covered in blood buried underground. He died carrying a huge grudge. Just before the angel took him to heaven, Lucien met Lucifer and exchanged his soul so that he could come back to life, not a human, but a werewolf.

Thinking that his wife betrayed him by living with Victor, Lucien meets Sephie, a fox demon who offers him to join "The Hunters", a mysterious cult created by the demi-demon that Lucifer resurrected with the same goal of revenge.

The rules were simple:

1: Don't fall for your coach.

2: Never fall for Ashley's brother.

Too bad she hates him. And he's not fond of her either.

Mia used to be a delight to watch in the water. A champion swimmer with a future so bright, no one could deny. Then while on a vacation, her parents drowned, and the pool that once felt like home, became a place so hostile that she couldn’t breathe. Now she is watching her dreams slip away. And the last thing she needs is a new coach who looks at her like she's already given up.

Liam James.

Talented. Charming. Aura Filled, Intimidatingly gorgeous, and calm. He doesn't know her history or why she panics at every practice. All he sees is a girl who once carried the team, went through a rough season, and now won't even try to bounce back. And he doesn't hide his disappointment.

She thinks he's arrogant. He thinks she's wasting everyone's time. Every interaction is a disaster.

But here's the other Letdown: Liam is also her best friend's brother. So while Ashley plays matchmaker with Liam and a rising model who fits perfectly into his world, and also her ticket into modelling. Mia is stuck with him at the pool. Practice after practice. Arguments after the other.

But something shifts between them, one day at practice.

Now the sharp words have turned into softer words, and lingering stares.

The emotions have turned into something neither of them can ignore.

But the rules remained. Coaches can’t date their athletes. Her best friend wants him for someone else because her future depends on it. Mia is falling for the one person she's not supposed to want. And that's not even the worst part…

I’d worked at my husband’s company for three years, only to be fired by him right when a promotion was within my reach.
It was all because I’d been swamped with overtime work one day and neglected the cat he’d given me.
When I came home that night and found the cat food hadn’t been refilled like usual, my husband, who had always treated me with tenderness, flew into a rage for the first time.
“If you can’t even take proper care of a cat, then don’t come to work at all. Stay home and raise it full-time.”
I parted my lips to explain myself, tears clouding my eyes, but he wouldn’t listen to a single word I said. The very next day, he instructed the HR department to dismiss me from the company.

The military called me a legend. My wife called me a loser.

To honor a top-secret federal NDA, I buried my past and became a warehouse janitor at my wife's security firm.

I built her a multi-billion-dollar business empire from scratch, asking for nothing in return but the medical bills for my dying daughter.

Yet, just to marry another man, she stole my life's work as her own.

She went so far as to freeze my daughter’s healthcare account, throwing my dying little girl out into the freezing rain to force me out with nothing.

They thought they had stepped me into the dirt.

They have no idea that my NDA expires tonight.

I signed the divorce papers, walked out of the hospital with my girl in my arms, and dialed back into a locked military channel to issue one quiet command:

[SYSTEM RECOVERY: MASTER AUTHORIZATION REVOKED.]

Touch my daughter? Steal my work?

The reckoning has begun, and not a single one of you will survive the fallout.

My boyfriend's mistress deliberately gave me a strawberry cake that I'm allergic to.
After I went into anaphylactic shock and had a miscarriage, I knew it was all over.
But when I left it all behind and went back to my hometown, he showed up at my door telling me to quit throwing a fit, that he still loved me.
This kind of love full of betrayal?
I don't want it.

Lucinda’s husband surprised her with a stunning dress and a note that read, “Wear this to the end of year party tonight, sweet pea.” The tender nickname caught her off guard, he had never spoken to her that way before, and she dared to believe he was finally being romantic.
But at the party, her world shattered. His mistress, her own younger sister, and his ex, confronted her, demanding she strip because the dress belonged to her. To Lucinda’s horror, her husband sided against her.
The betrayal ran deeper than the evening’s humiliation. Years ago, her parents had forced a cruel switch on their wedding day, believing it improper for her younger sister to marry first. Millie, far from the virtuous bride they imagined, proved manipulative and ruthless.
Determined to win Leo’s affection, Lucinda had stood by him, helping transform him from a modest businessman into the powerful CEO of LL Group, the wealthiest man alive. Yet this final act of treachery broke her resolve.
Cornered against the wall, she met his anguished gaze and whispered the words that would change everything. “Leo, I want a divorce.”

The sane can turn you insane.❞ Anger. That's all he feels but when a certain kind of light sheds on his life, resistance is the solution. She binds him in her chains and returns him from the anger to the light. She is his own personal angel. She plays the piano and he's on her heart keys over again. All rights reserved.

The first thing they took was my baby.

The second was my parents.

The third was my freedom, my eyes, and every reason to live.

My husband gave me to three men on our anniversary. He chained me in a doghouse while his mistress laughed. He fed me my own son’s remains and called it mercy.

He said I was dirty. He said I deserved it.

But the DNA test he trusted was a lie. The video was staged. And the woman he’s about to marry is the one who destroyed us all.

I tried to die. Four times.

Now I’m done trying.

They put a dead woman in the ground. They’re about to find out she brought hell back with her.

A sizzling, modern reimagining of Beauty and the Beast – with a billionaire twist!

Lily Frazer would do anything to save her father’s struggling arts center - even take on the infamous billionaire Calder Cunningham.

When Lily breaks onto the Cunningham estate, she only wants to find and reason with the arrogant, brooding Calder. Then the worst happens, and she finds herself trapped with him, stranded at his palatial mansion during a terrible storm.

As it turns out, Calder is willing to give her the money he promised, but there's a catch: she must win it from him. And the games he has in mind aren't exactly . . . innocent.

Can Lily survive his wicked games of cat and mouse?

Due to explicit scenes, this steamy romance is rated 18+.

His Wicked Games is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I died on my husband’s operating table—my heart cut out to save the woman he truly loved. Before that, he hung me from a tree, eight months pregnant, and watched me deliver alone. He fed my baby to her. Used my skin to patch hers. When I finally stopped breathing, he froze my body just to keep me near.

Then I woke up. Four years earlier. Lying next to him on the night our nightmare began.

His breath is hot with wine. His hand is already reaching.

This time, I grab the nearest ashtray, fill it with ice water, and throw it in his face. While he’s stunned, I drag him to the balcony.

He thinks I’m prey.

He’s about to learn what revenge looks like.

I knew it was too good to be true.'
'They made us seem like they had a perfect marriage.'
'She'll be stupid if she forgives him.'
'Poor Valerie. I can only imagine what she's going through right now.'
My mother snatched my phone from me. "I told you not to read those comments, Valerie."
I scoffed. "I already feel miserable. Those comments wouldn't make me feel any worse."
"Will you forgive him?" My mother asked. A part of me wanted to forgive him.
I still loved Patrick. But I couldn't move past such betrayal.
When Patrick Banks discovers his wife, Valerie's, alleged infidelity with her co-star, he ends their marriage in an instant.
Valerie's desperate attempts to clear her name only led to a devastating revelation that made her give up on her marriage. Years later, fate brings them face to face.
Will they be able to forget, forgive, and rebuild, or will the wounds of betrayal prove too deep to heal?

"You should be scared," I whispered, brushing my fingertips along her spine, slow and teasing, then down over the swell of her ass. My palm lingered, gripping one cheek possessively. "Because you've just given yourself to the devil."

I leaned down, my lips brushing her ear.

“And the devil? He doesn’t believe in mercy."
....

I should have known better than to sign his contract.

My new husband was never meant to be real. He was supposed to be a name on paper, a shield against the vultures circling my late husband's empire. An arrangement with an expiration date.

But Killian Cross doesn't let go.

He's ruthless, obsessive, and dangerously possessive. The kind of man who doesn't just own his empire. He owns everything in his grasp. And now, that includes me.

I thought I could play his game and walk away unscathed.

I was wrong.

Because my contract husband has made one thing clear. I belong to him now.

But what happens when the shadows surrounding him become my prison? What if love isn’t enough for the hell awaiting us? Will I be able to save him when he needs me? Or will we both drown in the raging tempest?

"You're trembling," he murmured, his thumb brushing slowly over her lips. "Is it fear... or is it me?"
Her pulse betrayed her before her voice ever could. He was too close. Too dangerous. And her body no longer knew which feeling came first, terror or desire.
Elena Castellano was never meant to become collateral in a war between families. But after a brutal attack turns her world upside down, her father makes an unthinkable decision to protect her. He binds her future to Stefano Bernardo, the ruthless heir of one of Milan's most feared dynasties.
To the outside world, their marriage is a powerful alliance.
To Stefano, it is revenge.
Cold, calculating, and impossibly controlled, Stefano has waited years for the perfect moment to strike back at the Castellano name. Marrying Elena is part of the plan. Breaking her family is the goal.
Now trapped in a gilded cage of wealth and danger, Elena must navigate a marriage built on secrets, resentment, and a simmering tension neither of them can ignore. Stefano's vengeance runs deeper than she ever imagined, and every glance feels like a warning. Every touch feels like temptation.
But the greatest threat may not be his hatred or the enemies watching from the shadows.
It may be the way her heart responds to the very man determined to destroy everything she loves.
He married her to ruin her family. She was never supposed to make him question everything.
When revenge and desire collide in a world ruled by power and blood, can love survive the consequences?

“All this time,” Adriano’s voice was low, shaking with rage, “all this time I kissed you, made love to you, put my life on the line for you…” His eyes burned into hers. “You were fucking my brothers behind my back?!”

“Adriano, please I can explain. It's not what you think.”

“NOT WHAT I THINK?!” he roared, stepping closer, fists trembling. “You told me you love me!”

“I do,” Diamond sobbed.

His voice broke. “Then why?”

—

They are the princes of Il Serpente Dorato, the most powerful Italian Mafia. Adriano, Alessandro, and Gabriele.

Dangerous. Possessive. Obsessive.

Diamond was just a stripper when she first caught Adriano’s eye. A one-night distraction who became something much more. At first, she was tangled only in his sheets… until his older brothers wanted a taste of her.

And soon, she wasn’t just his. She was theirs

Now she belongs to all of them. Claimed and worshipped in ways that leave her breathless. The nights turned wild with sex, pleasure, and pain. The tension, the lies, the betrayal… unbearable. She wasn’t just a woman to them—she became an addiction, a possession they’d fight, bleed, and kill for.

Yet Diamond has a secret. One that could shatter everything. And if the Greco princes ever discover the truth, their obsession with her won’t just burn.

It might destroy her.

Welcome to a story of sin, obsession, betrayal, and forbidden desires. Where love and hate are only a heartbeat apart.

Merrielynn Fortner doesn't remember her past when she arrives at Pinnthorpe Academy on a full scholarship.
She just wants to keep her head down and survive.
Then she catches the schools most dangerous Prince—Cormac 'Chaos' Graves—in a compromising position, and he makes it his mission to destroy her if she says a word.
But his secret isn't the only thing tying them together.
She's his fated mate. And Cormac would rather see her ruined than accept that bond.
She doesn't understand the hatred burning in his eyes every time he looks at her. She doesn't know why he can't stay away even while he promises her destruction.
She doesn't realize he's fighting something much deeper than anger.
Because Cormac remembers everything she's forgotten from her past.
And what he knows could destroy them both.
The mate bond doesn't care about his rage. It pulls them together with every heated glance, every vicious word, every moment the line between hate and desire blurs beyond recognition.
Fate tore them apart once.
Now it's dragging them back together.
And the boy trying to break her might be the only one who can save her.
Some things are meant to stay buried. Some people are worth burning the world down for.