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My husband swore I was the only woman he would ever love.
Then my half-sister handed me her ultrasound. His baby. Growing inside her.
Three years of marriage. Three years of building everything together. Gone in one moment.
I should have thrown the proof in his face.
But my doctor gave me news that made his betrayal feel like nothing.
So I did something he will never expect.
I disappeared.
Let him search. Let him lose his mind.
He will never find me.

"You have no choice; either be my luna and serve me well. Or I'll kill your mother and sell you on one of these auctions to the highest-bidding Alpha." He said with no mercy or remorse.

"I.."
Before she could say a word; he pushed he to the bed and started taking off his shirt. "Good because I want to mark you and fuck you... Now."

Her crush turned into her nightmare. Her kidnapper became her savior. Her mother's betrayal sealed her fate.

When college student Lena Adams is humiliated by her crush and then kidnapped to be sold at a supernatural auction, she never expects to be rescued by the most dangerous man in the room—Kieran Volkov, the Alpha King of werewolves.

Months later, when her mother announces her engagement to a mysterious wealthy man, Lena is horrified to discover her soon-to-be stepfather is none other than the werewolf king himself. But when her opportunistic mother steals his gold and flees, Kieran demands Lena take her place as his bride.

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Blurb
"I am sorry for the inconvenience, I will move to my room now.”

"I love it when someone of your caliber inconveniences me.“

"Are you not afraid of what I might do to you?” He grabbed her neck and she moaned out slowly.

"Do to me what you desire,” She said breathlessly.

"It's best you let me go.” He kissed her neck and it sent a shiver down her spine.

"You are in my debt!!”

"Then why don't I clear off the debts.” He turned her to the bed.

Meet Tessy Jones, an MBBS student who has a deep crush on her hot neighbor who is old enough to be her father. Having a taste of him triggered everything about her to have more of him.

Tables turned upside down when she discovered he was daddy's best friend not just that she was also betrothed to his nephew.

Now Tessy is so obsessed with Daddy's best friend, what will she do? No father will want their daughter to date their best friend and the age gap is also a big no, lastly he is also a ruthless mafia.

Amara Snow hates Christmas with every fiber of her being. For sixteen years, December 25th has been a day of grief, not joy—the anniversary of the car accident that killed her parents. While the world celebrates, she works double shifts and avoids the holiday like a curse. When she loses her job on Christmas Eve and collapses in the snow, she's ready to give up. But a mysterious stranger with impossibly warm hands and eyes like starlight saves her life. Noelle Krystov seems too perfect, too kind, too good to be true. That's because he is. He's the immortal son of Santa Claus, sent to Earth to protect the dying spirit of Christmas. Falling in love with a human is forbidden—it will cost him his immortality. But when Noelle discovers that Amara isn't just any human, that she's the Yuletide Child born at the exact moment Christmas magic was created, their love becomes the key to saving or destroying Christmas forever. As dark forces rise to extinguish belief and hope, Amara must choose: continue hating the holiday that took everything from her, or become the woman who saves it. Sometimes the greatest magic isn't in believing in Christmas—it's in believing in yourself.

“Marry Damian.”
My father’s voice was cold.
“Or stop acting like a spoiled heiress.”

I laughed bitterly.
“You mean sell me to save your company?”

I was once the proud daughter of the Blackwood family—until my parents divorced, another woman moved into my house, and my father decided to trade my future for business.

Worse?

The man I was forced to marry was Damian Harrington—my childhood crush who broke my heart and now shamelessly flirts with my stepsister.

So instead of crying over him, I made a decision:

I would build my own company and take back control of my life.

Then one reckless night changed everything.

While escaping Damian, I ended up in the arms of a dangerously handsome stranger with cold blue eyes and a smile impossible to resist.

I thought he was just an expensive escort.

But later, I learned the truth.

The man I slept with wasn’t some stranger.

He was Gabriel Ashford—the billionaire every woman in Manhattan dreams about.

My father sold me to the Dragon Academy for the price of one dead wolf, tossing me into a hall full of monsters who wanted to eat me alive. "She has no shift. She has no use. The dragons will take her," he said, leaving me in heavy iron chains that bit into my bone. The beautiful, cruel dragon students laughed. "Prey," one of them dropped the word at my feet. "Maybe it's lunch." I was property. A broken wolf girl meant to cancel out a debt. But then the hall went dead quiet. The Dragon King's son walked in. He didn't look at me like I was a price tag. He looked at me like a predator realizing the floor beneath it wasn't solid. His pale gold eyes snapped to mine, and the temperature in the room skyrocketed. "Who brought her here," his voice was low, dangerous. He crouched in front of me, his fingers closing tight around my forearm. He turned my wrist toward the light, exposing the faint silver tracery under my skin—the mark my father swore would get me killed. The breath went out of the prince. His hand tightened until it bruised. "That mark," he whispered so only I could hear, "belongs to the bloodline my family slaughtered."

"Three years ago, you saved me from that old gymnasium fire," Elvira whispered, her hand trembling as she removed the moonstone ring. "You promised to mark me, to make me your Luna."

Carlisle's jaw tightened. "I will. After the ceremony—"

"There is no ceremony." Her voice cut through the Elder Hall like ice. "Because the man who saved me that night... wasn't you."


Elvira Veil has spent three years as the unmarked fiancée of Blackpine's future Alpha, Carlisle—waiting for a bond that never came, enduring his pregnant mistress, watching her father's trust fund mysteriously dwindle. When she finally discovers the truth—that her salvation, her engagement, even her inheritance were all built on lies—she makes a choice that shocks the werewolf world: she dissolves their contract and walks away.

But freedom comes with a price. Her stepbrother Nolan wants to drag her back to the suffocating Veil estate. Blackpine refuses to let her go, claiming she's been manipulated by Reign Ashford—the brooding Greystone Alpha who's been watching her from the shadows for years. As Elvira's long-suppressed wolf finally awakens, she finds herself caught between three powerful men, each claiming to love her, each hiding devastating secrets.

Fighting for her father's legacy in werewolf court, Elvira must prove she's strong enough to stand alone. But as evidence mounts and alliances crumble, she realizes the conspiracy runs deeper than anyone imagined—and the greatest threat may come from the one person she's learning to trust.

The hearing that will determine her fate is tomorrow. But tonight, as her first heat cycle begins and ancient mate bonds stir to life, Elvira faces an impossible question: In a world where Alphas rule and Omegas submit, can she truly claim her own destiny? Or will the truth about that night three years ago destroy everything she's fought to build?

The answer lies buried in Greystone's archives—and someone will kill to keep it there.

They threw him in the river like garbage.
They should have made sure he didn't swim back.
Cain Devereaux gave ten years of his life to the Devereaux crime family. Ten years of loyalty, blood, and silence. He trained their soldiers. He buried their enemies. He kept their secrets even when keeping them meant destroying his own soul. And the moment he became inconvenient, his boss who was the man he called brother, put a bullet in his chest and tossed him into the river like a used cartridge.
He woke up in the dark with water in his lungs and a voice in his head.
The Ledger of Debts has been activated.
Every name. Every betrayal. Every humiliation logged and catalogued, waiting for collection. The System doesn't ask Cain to become a hero. It doesn't demand redemption or righteousness. It demands payment. And Cain is more than willing to be the instrument of collection.
One by one, the people who wrote him off will learn the truth they buried with him: that the most dangerous man in any room is the one you already think is dead.
The debts are due and Cain doesn't negotiate

•Honoria•
I embarrassed the star quarterback of Crescent Bay high and I know he wants revenge.
Kayden Lachlan was the golden bad boy. A star athlete, with a killer body and a face girls soaked their underwear for.
One sleepy night while doing my assignment, I’d sent the wrong file in. And everything went to hell for him when those embarrassing photos of his training days hit the school papers.
He confronted me and demanded to know why I did it, but one wrong shove resulted in a kiss that changed things between us forever.
His eyes flash golden, and he vanishes off my radar.
Now Kayden won’t even look at me. That kiss meant something he’s hiding.
And I’m done being kept in the dark.

•Kayden•
I kissed Honoria Greyheart by accident, and the mate bond locked into place.
She’s human, hates my guts and has no idea what that kiss just did to the both of us.
One touch of her lips and she became mine permanently.
She doesn’t know I’m a werewolf. She doesn’t know our laws. And she doesn’t know she’s tied to me for life now.
I should tell her the truth of what she is to me now.
But if I do, she’ll run.
And I’m not sure if i’m quite ready to let her go yet.

Martin Williams and Estella Jules grew up together, but lived completely different lives. She was the nanny’s daughter, while Martin was the child her mother served. After her mother died, Estella was taken in by the Williams family and raised to become the nanny’s replacement. At home, she was Martin’s loyal servant, but at school, she was his number one target.

Nobody knew about their secret master–maid relationship, and Martin would curse Estella if anyone ever found out they lived in the same apartment. He grew to hate her presence, while Estella continued to smile at him through everything. Not out of loyalty or obligation, but because she was sincerely in love with him.

Estella knew she would do anything for Martin, yet he never cared enough to notice. She couldn’t stop herself, like a moon drawn endlessly to the sun. Until one night, at Martin’s birthday party, her eyes finally opened to who he truly was. That night, she swore she would stop loving him, stop begging for him, and stop crying over him.

What she didn’t know was that her decision would only make their relationship even more complicated—messy, intense, and filled with the reckless sweetness of their perfectly imperfect youth.

Arabella owed her life to him believing that he’s the reason she didn’t die that night. The night she was ambushed and almost shot. But she never knew it was a perfect set-up by him just to walk his way into her life and ruin her.

For the sins of her father, Conrad married Arabella with the intention to break her and steal her heirloom. At the time Arabella found out the man she married had gambled with her heart, it was too late. Her image was tarnished on the net by a stunt Conrad pulled. Broken and devastated, she badly wanted to divorce Conrad and hurt him back but it was impossible and risky.

Because her only son whom Conrad turned against her, would gladly choose to follow his father in court. Meanwhile, her heirloom was in her son’s name. Therefore she would lose everything to Conrad. Everything was a cross road for Arabella. Everyone was against her, including her best friend who had been having an affair with Conrad.

However in her perilous moment, she never expected to come faced with a man from her past who died to her. The first man who ever hurt her but that same man was the only one who can help crush her husband and claim everything back. Does Arabella let off of resentment and accept Damon’s help?

Rachel Reizz is nobody — overweight, overlooked, and perfectly fine with that. Until she takes a job she can't afford to turn down.
Until she finds out who she's working for. Chris De Luca. Formula 1's golden boy. The most worshipped name in school. And the boy who has made her life hell since day one. The rule is simple: do the job, take the money, don't get attached.

“Go to your father’s chambers and kill him.”

The command controlled my body, forcing me to swing the saber. I watched in horror as I beheaded the Divine God—my own father. Stripped of my powers and exiled by my brothers, I fell from the sky and crashed into a freezing river.

I thought I would die. Instead, I was pulled out by three identical, breathtakingly handsome men.

“We should leave her,” one sneers.
“I’d like to fuck her though,” another says, his eyes raking over my soaked dress.

They are triplets. They are Alphas. And they have decided to keep me.
I am Lillyan Elyort, the fallen Moon Goddess. Now, I am a prisoner in the Blackmoon pack, surrounded by enemies who want to use me. But they don’t know one thing: I might be mortal now, but I still know how to bite back.

My twin brother and I were reborn at the same time.
In our previous life, he kicked me into the borderland overrun by monsters, while he went to enjoy himself in Radiant City, only to be exiled for his incompetence.
I reversed my healing power into killing techniques, building humanity's second-largest power amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood, only to be sacrificed in his jealousy, devoured alive by demons for seven days and seven nights.
This time, the carriage bound for the border stopped before me, and without hesitation, he pushed me toward the airship to Radiant City, eager to go to the border as the "savior."
Watching his impatient back, I almost burst out laughing.
Go, my foolish brother.
Do you think those bloodthirsty thugs of Shattered Stone Fortress would recognize you as their king without my self-created "healing backlash" in hell?
In this life, you'll stay in the hell you chose, and watch how I use healing magic to give this desperate world a "physical salvation"!

A short contemporary domestic-drama romance. Clean to sweet. Happily ever after.

My husband's family slid the folder across the table — sign here, family helps family, it's just a signature.

What they didn't know: I had almost three million dollars in an account none of them could find. I silenced the alert before the number could glow.

They think we're the broke ones. For four years they've bled the kindest man I know dry, dressing every demand up as love and cashing it. So I let them keep believing it — and I built a wall they will never see.

They're about to find out what happens when you spend a lifetime underestimating the quiet one.

And this time, I'm not the one who pays.

“You watched me burn… and chose to save your lover?” I whispered, hatred blazing in my eyes.
“Then I will watch you and your empire turn to ashes.”
“Wife, come home,” the cold Don said warmly. “The bed is empty without you.”
“Mommy, please come home,” my son cried with big fat tears. “I want to hug you to sleep.”
I laughed bitterly. “I hate you both.”
“Yes, Mommy,” they said at the same time, “we love you too.”
“WHY ARE YOU TWO NOT FOLLOWING THE SCRIPT?”
—----
Once, Elena Moretti was the perfect Mafia wife. Silent, loyal, and willing to sacrifice everything for her husband and son. And for that devotion, she was repaid with betrayal and death.
Reborn in the fifth year of her marriage, just before everything spirals out of control, Elena refuses to love blindly again.
This time, she chooses herself.
She divorces the man she once worshipped.
She walks away from the child who loathes her and calls another woman “Mom.”
But fate is treacherous.
The cold Mafia Don who slowly realizes he has lost the only woman who ever truly loved him.
The son who begins to feel the emptiness left by his mother’s absence.
Join Elena’s journey of self love, healing and a second chance at love.

Seven years of marriage turned to ash the moment I discovered my husband had arranged for his sister-in-law to carry his dead brother's child—using his own sperm to continue the family bloodline.
Lorenzo Corvino—New York's most ruthless don—would drive three hours through a storm just to get me imported cherries. He held me at my mother's funeral, crying until dawn. He hospitalized a man for disrespecting me at a charity gala.
I thought I was the center of his world.
Until the private investigator's flash drive revealed the truth: Lorenzo at the clinic for Claudia's prenatal appointments, his hand on her pregnant belly, whispering "Marco would be so proud."
In the end, on the Corvino family's scale of priorities, continuing his dead brother's bloodline would always outweigh his infertile wife.
The night the yacht exploded, the New York sky burned red. The news reported the mafia don's wife had perished in the flames. He collapsed on the dock, clutching the charred wreckage, breaking down completely.
But he didn't know—
That "dead" woman was across the Atlantic on the Amalfi Coast, one hand on her seven-week baby bump, protecting the secret he'd never discover.
Seven months later, when he stepped into my new life and saw the infant with his deep brown eyes cradled in my arms—
This man who'd built an empire on violence and fear finally understood what he'd truly lost.
And I'll spend the rest of my life making sure he knows: some betrayals are so deep, even "I'm sorry" is more than he'll ever deserve.

She loved him with all her three lives, only to be used and hurt repeatedly. When she returned to the wedding day for the fourth time, the phoenix refused to be trapped any longer. Betrayal ended, revenge arrived, and her destined dragon finally came to take her home.

I am Seraphine Marchwood. For five years, I gave every piece of myself to Alpha Veyron, convinced our mate bond was fated—until the night I accidentally overheard the truth.
He never wanted me as his mate. The entire proposed bond was nothing but a cover, a farce to hide his scandalous affair with Ophelia, the woman he actually loved. She was carrying his pup, and I was just the disposable, respectable shield to keep his reputation untarnished.
I ran that night, blind with grief and rage, until I crashed through the rotting beams of an old, rain-soaked ruin. The last thing I remembered before blacking out was the taste of blood in my mouth, and the sound of his voice calling my name, too late.
When I woke up, I didn’t recognize him.
And for the first time since I’d known him, he looked terrified. The cold, unshakable Alpha who’d cast me aside without a second thought was panicking, desperate, scrambling to bring back the version of me that had loved him more than anything—even as a new, unforeseen path began to unfurl before me.

Humans aren't supposed to survive carrying a vampire's child. The immortal blood drains you dry.

Valentine was a pureblood vampire Duke. I was just a mortal. But I was stupid enough to think love was stronger than biology.

Four years ago, I tore myself apart on the birthing bed to bring a half-blood into this world, only to wake up staring at Valentine’s back.

His late father’s favorite concubine, Cecilia, had already snatched my baby from the cradle. And my husband acquiesced to it all.

"He looks just like me," Cecilia purred, tracing my newborn's cheek. "Thank you for giving birth to my son."

Then she tossed a blood jade onto my sheets, like I was some cheap baby-making machine.

I didn't take the payoff. I grabbed the heavy stone and hurled it straight at Valentine’s face.

For four agonizing years, I fought to get my baby back. I hired mercenaries, rogues, and shadow-smugglers, bleeding myself dry to breach the Duke’s estate. Every single attempt failed.

Until tonight. A terrified servant smuggled out a whisper that stopped my heart: Cecilia had fed my son "diluted holy water"—a twisted sacrament meant to literally burn the human half out of his organs.

I didn't hire anyone this time. I tore through the gates myself. I took a guard’s spear through the shoulder and let cursed brambles shred my arms to the bone, just to drag my dying boy out of a burning greenhouse.

But when the agonizing pain of the holy water woke him, Luke looked at me with pure, unadulterated disgust.

"It’s your fault! It’s your filthy human blood!" My four-year-old son spat the words like venom. "Mother Cecilia says if we just burn out this curse, I can be the true heir! If it weren't for you, Father would have claimed me by now! I hate you!"

I froze.

When I finally spoke, my voice was a raw, inhuman scrape. "Call me Mom one last time, and I'll walk out of your life forever."

Three torturous years hauling bodies on the mortuary night shift, and I'd finally scraped together the cash for my brother Charles's heart transplant.
He just waved it off.
"My heart is fine. Mom and Dad didn't die in that gang war, either. I orchestrated the hit. You were the only casualty."
Nearby, my husband, Gerald, casually lit a cigar to deliver his own confession. "I never went bankrupt. 'Laying low' was just my excuse to avoid squeezing into that dingy funeral home dorm with you. I've been at the Long Island estate."
"I was going to punish you for another three years," Charles added, "but the stench of formaldehyde on you is nauseating. We couldn't take it anymore."
I froze, still clutching the credit card. Charles plucked the plastic from my numb fingers and shoved his phone screen in my face. A banking app stared back at me.
Balance: exactly zero.
"My name is still on the joint account," he sneered, tossing the card into the trash. "I drained it this morning. That blood money you made bagging stiffs is being handed out to street junkies as we speak. We'd never touch that filth."
Before the sheer absurdity of it could suffocate me, my parents walked in. Flanked by bodyguards, they kept their distance, eyeing me like a plague rat.
"You thought being the biological daughter gave you the right to ruthlessly bully Violet. We simply wanted to put you in your place."
"Swear you'll never cross Violet again, and you can remain a Falcone," my mother added coolly. "Otherwise, you're dead to us."
In the stifling silence that followed, my phone buzzed. A text from my oncologist.
[Mrs. Castello, the results are back. It's terminal. Do you consent to initiating the hospice and DNR protocols we discussed?]

Sydney is reborn on National Decision Day after being betrayed and killed by her boyfriend Carter, her childhood friend Julian, and the scheming Harper.
Determined not to be their cash cow and victim again, she uses her family’s power to expose their crimes and fake innocent personas in front of Beverly Hills elites.
Ruined and desperate, the three traitors turn on each other and die on the same rooftop where they murdered her. Sydney finally breaks free and starts a brilliant new life at Harvard.

On my birthday, I lost my pup from overwork, and at the same moment, a photo popped up on social media—my boyfriend kissing another woman under fireworks.

The caption read: "Found my lost mate."

I finally understood: I was nothing more than a replacement after Kathy left, a temporary harbor while he waited for his true love.

I quietly signed my resignation letter, burned eight years of memories, and turned to leave Stone Lake Pack.

Then, I met another Alpha.

Dangerous, captivating, untouchable—yet he dropped to one knee at our first meeting: "Marry me."

I nodded yes, but my ex lost his mind.

Three years barren, and Jessamine walked on thin ice in the elite household. Her mother-in-law spat venomous curses daily, calling her a "worthless waste of space" and threatening to force her son into divorce.

She could still remember when Damien had severed all ties with his family to marry her—kneeling outside their door in the pouring rain, begging his parents to accept her: "Jessamine is my one true love! I can't survive without her!" Back then, she was the only woman who existed in his eyes.

But now, for the sake of family inheritance, he had the audacity to demand her consent for his childhood sweetheart Celeste to bear their child. Jessamine endured the soul-crushing agony of watching her husband entwined with another woman, night after torturous night.

Even more devastating—after Celeste delivered a daughter, Damien had the shameless nerve to declare: "The family still needs a male heir."

In that shattering moment, Jessamine finally saw the brutal truth.

A horrific car crash left me paralyzed.
The doctors said I'd never walk again. With no family left, my Aunt Martha and Uncle Thomas took me to their isolated farmhouse.
They cared for me, promising their treatments would help me walk again. After everything I'd been through, I thought I'd finally found safety.
Until today, when the feeling in my legs suddenly came back—but something told me not to tell them.

I once thought I’d married the perfect husband, Kael, pouring all my heart and soul into trying to have a baby—until the birth certificate and adoption agreement in the study safe shattered every beautiful lie.
He and my dearest friend, Celeste, had long ago secretly had an illegitimate child,
and even plotted to trick me into being his foster mother, keeping me in the dark for the rest of my life.
What was even crueler was that on the very day I uncovered the truth, the doctor gave me the news—I was pregnant.
Once I faced the harsh truth, I resolutely faked a shipwreck to flee, going into hiding with my unborn child and leaving my old life behind.
He searched the entire world to find me, casting aside all his pride to beg for my forgiveness with a humble heart—but he could never win me back, not ever.

They left me to freeze to death in our basement freezer.

The night before prom, my foster sister Leila came crying that I'd burned her Ivy League recommendation letter. My birth parents didn't even listen to one word of explanation—they threw me into that frozen hell in forty-five below.

I beat on that door until my fingers were shredded, screamed until my throat tore apart, but all I could hear from upstairs was their laughter celebrating Leila. Even Justin—the boy I'd loved since we were kids—texted calling me a fucking psycho.

As I drew my last breath, I heard Leila's soft voice outside the door: "Rest in peace, sister."

Now I'm a ghost, watching them lose their minds when the truth comes out.

My uncle has a hunting cabin in Alaska. Every December, I stay there for a few days.

This year he wasn't there—left me the keys.

When I walked in, I noticed there was a new deer head mount above the fireplace.

Not a whitetail deer. A moose. Very large.

But I noticed its eyes weren't made of glass.

Those two eyeballs looked... too real.

The pupils even contracted in the light.

I texted my uncle asking when he'd shot this moose.

He replied: "What moose?"

I looked at the mount again.

Its lips moved slightly.

Not the rise and fall of breathing, but... trying to form a word.

The first day of school…actual school, and the jitters were kicking her tail. Though not in the literal sense.
For thirteen years, she’d been homeschooled at the behest of her mother. And now, after all of this time not being permitted around kids her age, unless she was serving them at her mother’s Inn and diner or the packhouse, she had to attend school with them; her...the outcast of Mystic Cove.
Taking deep breaths, Nel obsessively looked into the mirror, the girl’s nerves practically destroying her from the inside out. Though, it wasn’t like she wasn’t known throughout town anyway. Her rich brown skin, exuberant red hair, and verdant eyes made sure of that.


“Are you ready for your Ascension?”
The Ascension was what the wolves would call the ceremony of a young alpha coming, officially, into his own. It was usually carried out on one’s eighteenth birthday, and on this day, an inhuman and their beastly counterpart will officially become one soul. It is then that their senses are heightened and only grow from that point. It’s also on this day that one is awakened to their true mate’s scent. It was often that an ascent would find their mate on this day.
Colsin shrugged. “A little nervous, if I’m being honest. Slim pickings in our pack.”
“I want Sara to be my mate,” said Colsin. In truth, Colsin could almost say that he loved Sara, but he knew that it wasn’t a deep-down type of love. If she was in trouble, he’d do his best to get her out of it, but he couldn’t say that he’d move mountains to make sure that Sara was the priority, however.

But will Sara really become Colsin's mate? How will everything change when he meets Nel?

Ever wake up in a hospital bed, memories of your sister's betrayal flooding back? That was me, Victoria Scott, realizing my life was a twisted game.
I was the cherished daughter until Ella, the real heiress, returned. The supposedly innocent sister had nearly ended me. But this time, I've got a second chance.
Reborn, I refused to stick around. I heard my real parents were poor, but I didn't care—I was ready to support them. Then a billionaire claimed I was his daughter...

When cruel Alpha Hayden attacked and slaughtered Lila's pack, her entire life falls apart. She runs into the forbidden forest alone in fear and despair, but Kian, a strong Alpha with a bad and sorrowful past, saves her. Reluctantly taking Lila in, Kian is overwhelmed by the idea that he is impotent because of a fertility test that is carried out by the doctor and his ex-wife named Flora. However, Kian rejects Lila because he believes she is trying to deceive and trap him after a single passionate night results in an unplanned pregnancy.

Lila leaves Kian's pack after feeling rejected and heartbroken, but she is saved by Kael, a charming werewolf who gives her the affection and attention she needs. Lila quickly learns that not everything is as it seems, though, since Kael has his own secrets. Lila has to make her way through a web of lies, treachery, and unspoken secrets as danger approaches.

When Kian comes back to win her back, can she trust him again, or will the wounds from his rejection keep them apart for good?

A forbidden night with the Brother's best friend resulted in the ruthless Don having a secret child.
I wanted to leave the mafia world and start a new life, so I left to start a new life. A funeral forced me to return home, where I found myself in the arms of my arch-nemesis, Roman De Luca. He is as ruthless as he is handsome, and after his father's death, he became a mafia boss.
One night, a fire broke out between us, and I remembered why he was my childhood crush. Ignoring our mutual hatred, his new status as a mafia boss, and most importantly, the fact that he is my brother's best friend, we crossed a line that he demanded we never cross again.
But that's how life works...I'm pregnant.

Little wonder that every nurse had fancied herself in love with him. Little wonder that my solitary night with him had meant so much. I had known him as a man with a heart as large as the world, and had thought his ability to care would span an ocean.

As the black sheep of the family second son of a Dragon lord, Zachary Dragan has gained a reputation in the art of seduction, but when his wicked ways result in scandal, he joins the dragon army to redeem himself. On the battlefield, he proves courageous … until he is seriously wounded. Returning home to recover, he discovers he can't remember the angelic beauty who arrives at his doorstep, his baby nestled in her arms.

Calliope Dawns, a human woman, will risk everything to protect the son of the dashing dragon soldier she once knew and admired. When Zac offers to do the honorable thing, she is determined that one of the most notoriousDragons will desire her and no other. But Callie fears that what began as an innocent deception could destroy her dreams and their blossoming love if Zac ever learns the scandalous truth…

Everywhere becomes silent as every single pair of eyes turn to us and although I'm used to attention, it's never been in this type of situation and I find myself wondering how to handle it.

All worries fly out the window though when Hunter grabs my hand after locking his car. Murmurs erupt in every angle of the school ground at his actions and I glance at Hunter only to see a look of determination on his face.
What is he up to?

He suddenly turns me towards him and traps me against the car door.

"You're right, we need to clear one misunderstanding"he states his breath fanning my face.
"And what would that be?" I breathe out already dazed by him.

Get a grip Daisy, you're out in public!

"That you are mine and all other boys can fuck off" He answers hoarsely just as he finally closes the space between us and takes my lips for a world-rocking kiss.

Daisy Heart is a friendly heiress with great friends who just wants to have a good high school experience. She thinks everything is beautiful except the heir to the Stone Empire: Hunter Stone.
Hunter Stone is a playboy Heir who just wants to have a good time while young before responsibilities come knocking. He thinks everything is fun except the heiress to the Heart group of Hotels: Daisy Heart.

After being forced into being partners and roommates for a school camp project, Hunter and Daisy are determined to make each other's life hell. The undeniable attraction between them certainly doesn't help. To make things worse, Hunter also knows that Daisy has feelings for his best friend.

Sequel to a series of fights, failed pranks, and arguments, fate offers to deal a final blow to the situation.

What will happen when two opposite characters that hate each other collide? The result is bound to be catastrophic.

Hiding my baby from my brother's best friend felt like the right choice, until I found out I was pregnant once more. Despite my brother's warnings to stay away from his arrogant friend, I should have heeded his advice. The jerk ghosted me after I got pregnant, and to avoid any confrontation, I kept my daughter a secret. Fate had different plans as Lorenzo Kensington, dominant and irresistibly attractive, reenters my life. Resisting his tempting lips and chiseled body proves challenging, and one passionate night leaves me in disarray. When he discovers our daughter shares his features, panic sets in. My instincts urge me to escape, but there's a complication – I'm pregnant again.

Some legacies are written in blood. Hers was forged in fire.

When Natalia Thorne returns from exile to reclaim her birthright, she doesn’t expect her greatest threat to come not from the battlefield—but from the enemy heir sent to destroy her. Kael Varyn, the ruthless son of the Night Walker Alpha, was raised to hate everything she is. But when fate binds them with a bond neither of them chose, loyalty becomes a deadly question.

As war brews between rival wolf clans, secrets buried with the dead begin to rise. Natalia must decide whether to lead with vengeance or mercy—especially when her heart begins to betray her cause.

Torn between love and legacy, Natalia and Kael must choose: destroy each other to save their people… or destroy centuries of hatred to save themselves.

A story of enemies fated to love, of thrones built on ash, and of a girl who dared to rewrite the prophecy written in her blood.

The story takes place in the Arcadia Empire, a world where magic controls everything.
Strong mages are respected like kings, while weak people are treated badly.
The most important place in the story is the Imperial Arcane Academy, the strongest magic academy in the empire. Students from noble families and different kingdoms come there to become powerful mages.
But hidden under the empire are dark secrets, dangerous monsters, ancient ruins, forbidden powers, and evil organizations searching for the mysterious Arcane Heir System.

Vivian’s life hasn’t been easy. After marrying Alpha Liam and then remarrying his best friend Daniel, she faced many struggles. She divorced Liam after just a year of marriage because of her cousin Monalisa’s schemes. What no one knew was that Vivian was already pregnant with Liam’s fraternal twins at the time of the divorce.

Five years later, Vivian came back to get what she lost and make sure her twins got what they deserved. Now, with powerful magical abilities and the skill to cast spells, she’s ready to fight. But Monalisa, who had always wanted to break up Vivian and Liam, is consumed by jealousy. She has set up a dangerous plan to kill Vivian.

Will Vivian survive Monalisa’s plot, or will she be a victim of Monalisa’s schemes, never learning the full truth behind the betrayal that hurt her before?

Loyalties will be tested. Hearts will be broken. Desire will be their downfall.

Middlesbrough's underworld is a dangerous game, and Matthew Smith finds himself right in the middle of it. A once-feared gang leader, he is now forced to be a pawn in a deadly cat-and-mouse game. Matthew's only shot at freedom is helping the police bring down Mr. K, the elusive mafia boss of the city. The only problem is that the detective he is forced to work with is the same man who arrested him years ago.
Masahiro Payne is everything Matthew hates: cold, calculating, and relentless. But their only hope for survival is by pretending to be a happy couple, blending in amidst dangerous crime, deceit, and power struggles. The closer they find themselves to taking down Mr. K's empire, the more they are attracted to one another, an affair too potent to turn from.
As their undercover mission spirals into a web of lies and hidden desires, they face a growing threat from all sides. But the greatest risk is the one they can't control-their own feelings. With every touch, every stolen kiss, the line between their fake relationship and real emotions blurs.
In a world of betrayal, trust is a luxury, and falling for each other may be the deadliest mistake of all. Can they survive the deadly mafia games or will their passion be their demise?

Serena, a young woman who finds her body wrapped with a mysterious man after a one night stand at a ball, This fleeting moment of passion led to her pregnancy with twins. Serena decided to start a new chapter as she heads to college in the human world, leaving her pack and the man behind.
Years later, as a medical school graduate, Serena returns to her pack for an internship, only to discover that the Alpha of the Night Sky Pack, Logan, is the same man from that fateful night. Now, she must hid her past while keeping the truth about her children hidden.

In the heart of Texas, Brittany Redman thought she knew what pain was until she walked into her bedroom to find her "dead" twin sister in her husband’s arms—and a photo of their secret marriage on the nightstand. Robbed of her career, her home, and her dignity, Brittany is cast out into the dirt with nothing but a secret pregnancy and a dying grandmother to care for. Her only hope? A marriage of convenience to David J. Blackwell, a billionaire tycoon rumored to be old, cold, and impotent.
With a hacker cousin at her back and a billionaire’s protection, Brittany is done hiding. She’s coming for her stolen designs, her stolen life, and the crown they told her she’d never wear. The weak girl is gone; the Queen of Texas is just getting started.

It's been five years since that one memorable night of passion in the arms of a stranger whose name she never learned. The single mother is now struggling to make a living as a nanny in the affluent city of Argento Heights until her son's new benefactor at school happens to be the very same man.

Damien Locke is a heartless tech tycoon who doesn't trust love until he comes across a boy who feels strangely familiar. And when Lena's name appears on the boy's emergency contact sheet, everything starts to fall apart.

He doesn't remember her. She cannot pay the price of truth. But when Damien suggests a pretend engagement to quiet gossip and land a billion-dollar deal, Lena accepts for the cash, for her son… and perhaps for one more night.

Yet the past does have claws, and secrets this deep never remain buried

"A secret Love is a Beautiful, Sweet and Sacred when it's just a light infatuation, but when that person reaches over and touches you in the heart, making it alive in a way it has never known, that secret love becomes frightening, because you can never make them love you, you would never want to make them Love you but all the same, no matter which way you view it, they don't love you and your heart doesn't know how to beat the same. " _ Lucas Mionner

Seraphina Beryl, Luna of the Rising Diamond pack and Marchioness of Blackmont, caught her mate, Alpha of the Rising Diamond pack and Marquis of Blackmont, sleeping with a courtesan. Not only that, she caught that Desmond has been kissed by their Beta's sister.

She is not a fool to stay with him anymore. She decides to abscond from their pack and abandons her Luna duties and her marriage with him.

However, at that moment, she finds out that she is pregnant with his pup. After five years of being married to Desmond, she finally conceives a pup.

How is she going to hide the next heir of the Rising Diamond pack from Desmond? Can she be able to escape from Desmond's grasp once he finds and reclaims her and their pup? What will Seraphina do if that happens?

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"Is that my son?" His voice wasn't loud, but it sliced through the busy office lobby like a blade, freezing me in place.

I stepped in front of Noah, shielding him with my body. "No," I lied, my voice trembling. "He's not."
But Alexander Kane, the billionaire CEO, didn't blink. He walked towards us, ignoring the gasps of his employees. "Don't lie to me. He has my eyes."

Before I could protest, he grabbed my wrist—his grip firm and possessive—and dragged us into his office. The lock clicked shut. I was trapped.
"You kidnapped us!" I yelled, clutching Noah.
"You stole three years of my life!" he roared back, backing me against his desk. "You had my child and erased me from his life."

"You were a one-night stand!" I snapped. "A stranger!"
His jaw tightened, his gaze darkening dangerously. "I am his father. And you don't get to make decisions alone anymore." He leaned closer, his presence suffocating and intoxicating. "You're going to regret keeping him from me, Talia."

"Adrian, I am pregnant. We are going to have a baby."
I had rehearsed the words so many times that they no longer felt like words.
But before I could say them, he pushed an envelope across the table. "Divorce papers."
No emotion. No buildup. Just finality.
To secure power and a billion-dollar alliance, Adrian chose another woman, leaving Ava with nothing but a broken heart and the secret of his child.
She disappeared without a word.
Years later, Ava returns.
No longer the woman he once abandoned, she is powerful, untouchable, and holds the very shares his struggling company desperately needs.
And she is not alone.
The quiet little boy by her side has Adrian's eyes, his composure, and his unmistakable bloodline.
But Ava is not the only one hiding secrets.
The wife he chose is concealing something far more dangerous, lies about the heir she claims and the empire built on deception.
Now, as the lies around him begin to crack, one question refuses to leave his mind: Who is truly his heir?

Nineteen-year-old Mila has no room for dreams. She only has room for survival.

In a cramped Brooklyn apartment, Mila plays a dangerous game of pretend. She pretends to her younger sisters that they aren't three days away from the lights going out. She pretends to her exhausted parents that she doesn’t mind being the "third parent." And she pretends to herself that the scholarship to the city's most elite university will be her ticket out of the gutter.

But the elite world doesn't welcome outsiders; it devours them.

Enter Nathaniel Salvatore. Cold, untouchable, and heir to a shipping empire that owns half the city. To Nate, Mila is a "fixture"—a charity case whose presence at his university is an insult to his legacy. He sets out to make her regret every step she takes on his campus.

But when a devastating accident binds their lives together, Nate's cruelty turns into something much more dangerous: obsession.

As Mila’s parents descend into a world of gambling debts and disappearances, leaving her to protect her sisters alone, Nate makes an offer she can't refuse. He will pay for their safety. He will pay for the lights to stay on. But the price is Mila herself.

From the gritty streets of Brooklyn to the mahogany-lined libraries of the elite, Mila finds herself trapped between two worlds. One man wants to save her, another wants to own her, and Mila is just trying to survive the man who wants both.

In a world where everything has a price, what happens when the Heir decides to claim the only thing he can't buy?

After a drunken one-night stand, I made the biggest mistake of my life—I slept with my boss, Alexander Brown. He's my father's business partner, a man who terrified me with just an icy stare.

I fled in a panic, but a resume I left behind led him to the wrong person—my cousin, Elodie. While I lived in fear and guilt, she seized the opportunity to take my place, accepting the marriage he offered out of a sense of responsibility.

What no one knew was that our reckless night had already sown its seed. I was pregnant.

Believing he was committed to her, I planned to secretly get an abortion and disappear from his world, even inventing a "fiancé" to fend off his growing suspicions.

But Alexander was no fool, and his sharp instincts began to tear through my web of lies.

He could never have imagined that the timid, overlooked intern he barely noticed was not only the woman from that passionate night, but also the mother of his child.

"Serena, let’s get a divorce."
I’d known his first love had returned.
I tucked my positive pregnancy test away and vanished without a word.
I never could’ve imagined this:
Nicholas lost his mind searching for me. He never gave up, not even for a second.
Years later, he spotted me holding a little kid’s hand. His eyes burned red, voice cracking as he whispered,
"Who’s the father of this child?"

What was supposed to be a forgotten one-night mistake became the beginning of a life-changing destiny.

After a reckless night in Paris, Sandra wakes up beside a stranger whose name she never learns. Months later, she discovers she’s pregnant. Determined to protect her child, Sandra chooses to raise her son alone — unaware that the mysterious man is not human, but the powerful Vampire King searching for his lost heir.