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Emilia Rutherford thought she left her haunted past behind, until a car crash, a cryptic warning, and a bloody trail bring it roaring back.
Now, in a town that feels too quiet and eyes that watch too closely, she’s pulled into a world she never knew existed. Shifters. Blood feuds. Secrets buried under generations of silence. Asher, the quiet farmhand with eyes like gold, knows more than he says.
And Victor... the ruthless Alpha with a claim on Emilia’s soul will stop at nothing to make her his. But fate has its own plans.
And Emilia may be the key to unraveling everything. When destiny collides with survival, only one truth remains: THE ALPHA MUST DIE!

I'm Amelia Roofer, an omega living in a small town somewhere in Arizona. I had only one goal in mind - to seek justice and avenge the cruel Alpha who took my parents' lives ten years ago. However, upon meeting him, a surprising revelation of his identity is about to alter my destiny.

"I don't seek vengeance, Alpha," I declared firmly.
"What is it that you seek then?" he inquired.
I responded with a serious tone, returning the sword to him.
"What do you mean?" he asked, puzzled.
"Release them one by one for a fair fight, Alpha," I commanded.
The wolves were taken aback by my request, creating space around us. Alpha Damien hesitated, but I insisted. I wanted to test my strength among them, even as an omega.
"Are you sure? I don't want you to get hurt," he expressed concern.
"Do you doubt my fighting skills, Alpha?" I retorted sarcastically.
"I will not be defeated. I will not be defeated!" I declared firmly.

Aveline had everything taken from her :her home, her dignity, her mother. Now, they want her obedience too.

Discarded and scorned, Aveline Orwyn lives most of her life surviving on scraps and desperation. But when her father demands that she attends a grand banquet, in exchange for care for her mother, she unwittingly walks into a trap that changes the course of her life forever.

Thrown in chains, dragged along like a criminal, Aveline is made a powerless pawn in her father's bargain—a political trade meant to appease the most feared Alpha in the realm, Reiel of the Broken Lands. Yet in the middle of bloodthirsty schemes and violence, a chance at love comes calling..

As deceit burns and loyalties fracture, Aveline must choose between duty and desire, vengeance and love. But when the lies that bind them unravel, and the war between Alphas explodes into chaos, one truth remains:
To survive the monsters who made her, Aveline must become one.

When sixteen-year-old Ophelia dies reading werewolf novels at 3 AM, the Moon Goddess offers her a deal: save a corrupted timeline, and she can return to life.
The catch? She has to redeem Ryan, the future tyrant destined to destroy the world.
At seven, Ryan watched his father—an Alpha King consumed by dark magic—slaughter his mother's entire pack, then kill his mother when she tried to stop him. Her dying words: "How can I not see him when I look at you?"—as if Ryan himself was the painful reminder of her murderer.
Now fifteen and abandoned by his pack, Ryan is starving, broken, and the same darkness that corrupted his father is slowly claiming his soul.
Ophelia has four years to save a boy who's lost everything—including his reasons to stay good.
She wasn't supposed to fall in love with him.

Riley Royce life shatters the night she finds her boyfriend in bed with her roommate. Heartbroken, humiliated, and burning for payback, she does something wildly out of character at a party.

She kisses a stranger, slow and daring, just to make her ex choke on regret.

That stranger is Kai Rossi. The campus hockey captain. Untouchable. Dangerous. The kind of man girls fantasize about and never actually get.

The kiss is supposed to mean nothing. A one time indulgence. A reckless mistake fueled by anger and too much alcohol. But when Kai asks her to be his girlfriend, Riley finds herself pulled into a fake relationship charged with stolen glances, heated touches, and chemistry she cannot ignore.

What Riley does not know is that Kai has his own motives for wanting her close. Dark, calculated reasons tied to a bitter grudge against his powerful father.

As their pretend romance turns intoxicatingly real, boundaries blur and desire takes control.

Secrets unravel. Her mother. His father. A past betrayal that binds them together with more than lust.

Gabriel Wilsons, the well known 'devil' in the whole business industry of Chicago. He has everything that you wish for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's in love. He's still in love with the woman from his past.

The same woman he has given everything he had before, but eventually betrayed him, left him and shattered his heart into pieces. And because of that, he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire who will do everything to seek revenge and to show her that she's no longer important in his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing.

That's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfil my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. Then he offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on.


"She's pregnant." He blurted out and I almost fall from where I stood. I just grasped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart was unbearable but I managed to stay calm.

"Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement. Well, I can't call it as cheating because she's the real reason why we were pretending as a couple. And that's when I made the biggest decision in my life. Taking the biggest secret in me, that I've already fallen in love with him---- I left him. Then eventually I learned a lesson.

'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who can't see your worth and only uses you as his way to get someone he loves back into his life."

"Tell me, Miss Robin, when was the last time you disappointed someone who trusted you?"

The question hung in the air like a loaded weapon. My hands trembled beneath the mahogany table as I stared into the cold, green eyes of the CEO. He wasn't just my interviewer. He was Leonard Conti—the man I had destroyed four years ago.

"I... I believe everyone makes mistakes," I whispered, my voice barely audible in the silent boardroom.

He leaned back, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Mistakes? Is that what you call finding your girlfriend half-naked with your best friend on prom night?"

The other interviewers gasped, shifting uncomfortably, but Leonard didn't break eye contact. He was enjoying this. He held my resume like it was a piece of trash he couldn't wait to discard. I needed this job to save my family from bankruptcy, and he knew it. He knew he held my entire future in his hands, just like I once held his heart before I crushed it.

"Here is my offer," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper that sent shivers down my spine. "You can walk out that door now and never come back. Or you can stay, work for me, and face my wrath."

I looked at the man who used to look at me with love, now looking at me with pure hatred. I had no choice.

"I'll stay," I said.

"Good," Leonard replied, his eyes darkening. "Then let the nightmare begin."

In every story, the villain died. Jessica had always thought that was fair, until she woke up as one.
Neria Virethorn was a disposable villainess, written to suffer and disappear. After breaking her engagement to a duke, her father treated her like a ruined object, making pain the primary language of their home. But her father wasn’t the greatest threat.
Sebastian Blackmoor, the crown prince and the story’s primary villain, was a man who viewed mercy as a weakness. Neria’s only goal was to stay small enough to survive him.
She failed…
After stumbling into a sealed royal vault, Neria accidentally bonded with a dragon egg that belonged to him.
The bond was permanent. Sebastian didn't see fate; he saw theft. He began hunting her with the cold patience of an executioner. Realising running was futile, Neria chose to interfere with the plot itself. She revealed Alistair…the rightful heir, the story’s "hero," and the man destined to kill Sebastian.
It should have been her escape. Instead, it trapped her between two blood-soaked futures: one where Sebastian destroyed her for her "theft," and another where Alistair used her as his reason in his war for the throne.
Neria was never meant to matter. But with a dragon bound to her soul and the narrative fracturing around her, she realised the truth.
This villainess was no longer a side character; she was the mistake the entire plot had to answer for. If she was destined to be the villain, Neria would become the kind that ruined everything.
“Fine! I’ll be your villain in this story!”

My parents ruined my wedding six times.

Every single time, right at the moment the ring was about to slip onto my finger—the first time, Mom knocked over the champagne tower. The second time, Dad drove his pickup truck straight through the floral arch... Either the groom wasn't good enough, or the wedding was too cheap. Each time was more batshit crazy than the last. The sixth time, Mom even held a knife to her own throat, threatening me not to put on the ring.

It made no sense to me—why push me to get married while doing everything to stop me from wearing that ring?

So for the seventh wedding, I chose a small chapel in a remote mountain area, went completely off-grid, dead certain they'd never track me down.

Just as Ethan was about to slide the ring onto my finger—

The chapel doors burst open.

Two figures stumbled in, gasping for air, faces streaked with tears.

My parents.

That was supposed to be one of the most anticipated days of my life—the wedding of my best friend, Sarah.
But when I put on my bridesmaid dress, she called me a bitch.
"Get out." Sarah looked at me like I was trash.
"I don't want to see you at my wedding."
I stood frozen in place, staring down at the broken Cartier bracelet she had given me, now lying scattered on the floor.

Adam Blake travelled into the future over two thousand years later in the era of great interstellar development and became a small, down-on-his-luck lord of a planet in the Milky Way Galaxy. He activated the pirate system, and from then on became a pirate lord who made people scared. A certain Baron, ‘What! That madman came to my territory and looted the natural ingredients again!' A certain Viscount, ‘Bastard!...

[From the Cold Blooded series]

In the city where shadows trade secrets and blood seals deals, Noah Bellion is a name whispered like a warning. They call him the Devil from Nowhere—a man of charm as sharp as the knife he hides beneath his tailored suit, a strategist who bleeds without flinching and smiles like sin itself.

Elodie, a quiet florist girl with secrets of her own, steps into his world searching for her missing brother. But Noah sees more than her desperation—he sees what she’s hiding. Something dangerous. Something he wants.

Their attraction is undeniable, but so is the quiet war between them—desire twisted with mistrust, fear tangled with fascination. Because Noah isn’t just the man who could save her. He’s also the man who could ruin her—and make her love him for it.

“You're afraid of me, Elodie… but not enough to stay away.”

"No, I still want to run. I'm afraid of you."

"Good. Fear means you know exactly what I can do to you."

Play the BDSM game with the mafia triplets

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

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

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

"Y….yes, sir." I breathed.

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Continuation of Bought by the Billionaire Prince by Theresa Oliver.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Warning: Strong language, smuts, abuse, and some explicit content. Please read at your risk.

"Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head.
"Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted.
Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry.
The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with.
"That would never happen, Cara Mia."
Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to shove him away but he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head before pointing the gun at her temple.
Arabella shut her eyes tightly as the gun cocked. She inhaled and bit her tongue while saying her last prayer inwardly.
She wanted to run far away from him. Away from the surface of the earth if possible.
But she was certain no matter how far she went, he was going to find her.


Arabella's life took a u-turn after falling into her enemy's hand.
She should feel nothing for him, however. He made her lose all her senses, even her clothes.
At the mercy of her foe, she discovers some secrets about him and wishes to unravel more, but got what she didn't bargain for.
Alessandro, an Alpha assumes the identity of a Mafia Lord. He was the most wanted criminal in COOAN, and his name incites fear in all werewolves' packs. He was a man fighting his demons and needed a savior before he drowns.
When Arabella was about to accept her miserable fate that couldn'tan't escape from that devil Alpha, Blaze showed up. Blaze often kept to himself and trusted no one until he met Arabella, whom he believed was the perfect mate sent to him by the moon's goddess.
However, she was taken.
The powerful urge to save her from her miserable life catapulted them into another world, which was more chaotic than theirs...

Two vaewolves. Two warlocks. A brewing war. And she's the middle of it all."

Jenny believed she would never be able to recover from the loss of her parents and twin brother. So she fled her home and everything she knew to a world dominated by vampires and lycans. When the universe gave her a second chance, she decided to forget about her past and embrace a new life.

As Vanya, the Rogue Hunter of The Black Hollows Pack, life became a lot less painful and much less difficult for her. But not for long . . .

The universe once again decided on her fate and made her the mate to four hybrids.

They will claim her. But will she allow them if it means tipping the balance between vampires and lycans, and unleashing the Lupus Deus?


WARNING: THIS BOOK IS ONLY FOR MATURE READERS!

This is a DARK-ROMANCE REVERSE HAREM story with a lot of erotic scenes, smuts, strong language, dark elements, mild BDSM, sometimes violence/abuse that may be triggers for others. PLEASE proceed with caution.

Since time immemorial, creatures with icy skin and lethal fangs have ruled the lands of Velmora. Their hunger is insatiable, and humans are nothing more than cattle in their world. With every full moon, young souls are sold as food—branded, stripped of their names, and handed over to their owners. Elara Voss was one of them. Sold like meat at the market, her fate seemed clear: to serve as sustenance until her final breath. But Elara refuses to die quietly. Her spirit knows no submission… especially not when her buyer turns out to be Cassian Draven, the most feared vampire in the realm. Cold. Unreadable. Deadly. Cassian wasn’t seeking companionship—nor mercy. But Elara is unlike any human he’s ever encountered. As darkness closes in and desire begins to blur the line between danger and temptation, Elara must choose: fight for her freedom… or surrender to an attraction as dangerous as the man who owns her.

"I need to marry you."
He laughed. "Marry me? You're out of your mind."
"Probably," I said calmly. "But I don't have another choice."
His smile turned dangerous. "Then pick someone else. I am Luca Marino... The Monster."
I met his eyes. "That's exactly why I picked you."
My father died, leaving me a shattered empire and a death sentence. To save my family, I offered myself to the one man powerful enough to protect us. Luca Marino. The Mafia king everyone fears. Our marriage is a contract, not a love story. Power for him. Protection for me. But Luca doesn't play fair. He kisses like a threat and touches like a promise. And every time I think I've figured him out, he ruins me all over again. I'm playing a dangerous game. And I'm falling for the most dangerous man alive.

when her husband cheated with her stepsister on their anniversary...
So she gave a call boy her wedding ring as a tip
and had a ONS with him...
him being the billionaire and the rival of her husband put a brand new diamond ring on her finger in public:
"Don't lose it again, honey.

After Blue Learley, got married to King Demetrius Easton, Blue's Life changed totally and took another route for good. She became the Queen at seventeen-year-old and lived in a big palace with Demetrius's mother, his brother's wife, and a lovely daughter. Everything was going fine. Blue became pregnant and was expecting a baby, one day the king had to go to a war, and left the kingdom into the hands of his pregnant wife. Queen Blue Learley, will her husband come back alive and how will Blue control the affairs of the Kingdom…..

"My fiancé cheated on me with my best friend, and I told him I'd sleep with any man just to call it even. So, will you sleep with me?" I spat.
He took a step back, eyebrows raised."No strings attached? No cuddling, no phone calls, and no matter how good we fk, we leave it at that."
After a one-night stand with the Mafia god, Ace, Aubrey found out she was married to him and no memory of saying yes. But the real shock comes when she learns her ex-fiancé, Xavier—the man who cheated on her with her best friend—isn't just a liar.
He's a drug lord. And a killer.
Now caught between two dangerous men on opposite sides of a bloody war, Aubrey must navigate a world of secrets, lust, and deadly loyalty. Xavier wants her back—not out of love, but obsession. Ace? He says he doesn't do love. But the way he protects her, touches her, claims her… tells a different story.
Torn between the man she thought she loved and the one who just might teach her what real love—and real pleasure—feels like, Aubrey must make a choice.
Would Aubrey choose Xavier who she had loved all her life even after finding out he is a serial killer or would she give the Mafia god a chance to show that he can love her better and fk her better?

I, Racheal Quill, the Princess of the Silver Moon Pack.
But that was before.
Now, I'm just a prisoner of the Crimson pack, a servant.
Being a maid is nothing more than serving these high and mighty and cleaning the kitchen. I wouldn't have been humiliated.
But I was unlucky enough to be one of the quadruplets of the Crimson pack, the Alpha Princes, who are four big assholes!
They took pleasure in bullying me, even at their own Bar Mitzvah.
But it was at this party that the Moon Goddess made a "glorious mistake."
The quadruplets were actually my mates!
Not one, but four!
And this gave their HUMOROUS father the perfect opportunity to...


Smiling and turning to his sons, Alpha Blackwood spread his arms and said, "I'm going to make this more interesting. Whosoever amongst you wins the heart of Racheal and gets her to choose him, will be the next in line to be Alpha of the Crimson Pack."


This seems to give me great power as a trophy, but in reality it's just treating me like a toy, and put me in the center of a fight.
If I'm not careful I'll be consumed by their lust for power.
But I have no choice but to accept it!
What shall I do?

Billionaire by day. Mafia don by blood.

Lorenzo Valenti rules the city through power, fear, and absolute control. He never loses command until Aurora Hale crosses his path. A brilliant surgical intern with a buried past, Aurora makes a reckless bargain when her brother is trapped in the Valenti syndicate: herself in exchange for his life.

Lorenzo accepts,but he doesn’t want loyalty. He wants submission.

Pulled into a world of dark luxury and forbidden desire, Aurora discovers she may be the only woman capable of destroying the king of the underworld or saving him.

Dangerous passion, deadly secrets. A love that could start a war.

"You will not touch her. Don't even try." Alexander’s voice echoes through the hall, stopping his own uncle in his tracks.

The air in the Kireev mansion is thick enough to choke on. I stand frozen, my back against the cold marble, trapped between the three men who now control my fate.

Alexander, the Vor, the King. He looks at me not with affection, but with the cold calculation of a man assessing his most valuable asset. "She goes with me,"

But Dmitri... Dmitri doesn't obey orders. He steps in front of me. His hand slides around my waist, possessing me in front of everyone. "She’s already chosen, Alexander," he growls, the vibration of his chest against my back making my knees weak. "I’m going with her. No one will stop me."

And then there’s Viktor, leaning against the doorway, watching his brothers tear each other apart over me with a wicked, twisted smile. "Good luck, little fox," he whispers, his eyes stripping me bare. "The wolf isn't one to play with."

I realize then that I haven't just returned home. I've walked into a war zone, and I am the prize.


Harper Petrovsky thought she escaped her destiny, but she walked straight into the lion's den. Forced to live with the Kireev brothers to claim her inheritance, she finds herself trapped in a web of power, danger, and forbidden desire. Viktor wants to play her, Alexander wants to control her,
and Dmitri wants to claim her. In a world where blood is currency, Harper must decide: will she bow to the Kireevs, or will she bring them to their knees?

“Don't send me away! I promise to do whatever you want. Don't just send me back!" Desperate Candy pleaded with the man she knows nothing about.

He slowly turns to look at her, his gaze piercing as ever, sending a chill down her spine. Stepping closer, he reached her chin and raised it to make her meet his eyes, using his index finger.

"Little woman, accepting to be my wife means I'll own you and there's no turning back. You seems too fragile to be in my hell," He warned.

With nervousness kicking in, she took a deep breath. She'd rather face his hell than stuck in the misery her stepmother had prepared for her.

"Yes. I want to be your wife. In return you'll have to protect me from my step mother," She boldly declared prompting the man's lips to curl up into a devilish smile. His gaze settled on her slightly exposed cleavage, and lust filled them.

"Strip" He ordered.


A deal...

With the Billionaire devil...

Will Candy ever regret her decision?

What happens when enemies, dark secrets and unexpected emotions threatened to tear them apart?

"Didn't I tell you not to meet that man!?"He screamed.
I smiled as I looked up at him with a chuckle in my eyes.
I said sarcastically, "I'm sorry, mister. You're not the boss of me.
I moved to walk away from him, but just as I was about to, he grabbed my wrist to stop me. I shrieked. He was about to lose his cool, but I held onto my handbag firmly and maintained my composure.
"I own you, Alia. You are fucking mine. Only mine," he said emphatically.


Ever since Alia's innocence was stripped away by life, her abusive father has been selling her as a slave. Her entire life had been one of being mistreated, misplaced, and violated.

But not before she developed the strength to stand up for herself and discover how to defend herself. After being sold to Aciel Evans, the CEO of high-end hotels, she is given a significant sum of money to put in her head.

With revenge burning in her heart, Alia concocts a plan to deceive the billionaire, strategizing every move in her mind. She wanted to leave, she wanted to be free, and all she wanted in return was for those who treated her badly to suffer. However, none of these things will fit into her plan. How will the billionaire change her life?

“Don’t make me repeat myself twice, part those legs for me, Bunny.” His deep voice which always sends my brain reeling due to how silky it sounds, washed over me slowly as he murmured quietly against my throat.

I tried to point out to him that there was no way I’d be able to do as told with his legs still pinning mine down, but the words died down in my throat when he sucked the skin over my beating pulse into his mouth.

“Go on. You want to be good for me, don’t you?”

“I— I do.” I choked out, letting out a breathy whimper when he wrapped his free hand around my throat and squeezed on it a little.

———

Forced to marry the ruthless mafia lord, whom everyone was afraid of at the age of eighteen, Sofia had no other choice but to follow her father’s wishes like a dutiful daughter was supposed to. While Luca Ricci only took a wife, because he wasn’t getting any younger at the age of thirty-three.

She was the angel to his demons, the light to his darkness, the innocence to his sins… He wanted to protect her, since the moment he locked eyes with hers on their wedding day and saw the amount of fright brewing in it.

He wanted to make her good for him, to mark her as his; with his handprints on her ass and his cum dripping off her face. To own her completely, to wrap his hand around her throat and do so many sinful things to her body.

But he was the mafia lord, and danger just seems to be lurking around him, wherever he goes, and in whatever he does.

He must protect his wife at all costs.

I used to move through life with the gnawing belief that something inside me was tainted, wrong in a way I could never explain. Daylight felt like a lie I was forced to live under, its brilliance too harsh, too exposing. I never truly belonged in the sun. Maybe that’s why, when I saw him, cloaked in shadow and sin, I felt something awaken deep within me.
Agostino Santini was everything I wasn’t supposed to want, yet everything I craved. He looked like he had been carved from my darkest fantasies, his presence an intoxicating gravity I couldn't resist. The world called him many things: predator, monster, omen of death. And maybe he was. But to me, he was something else entirely.
He didn’t just save my life, he breathed something new into it. With every glance, every whispered word, he unraveled the tight threads of restraint I’d bound myself with. He touched me like he knew every secret my skin kept hidden. He gave me a taste of pleasure so raw, so consuming, it made me question everything I thought I knew about desire.
All he ever asked of me was my blood. But I knew if I surrendered that, I wouldn’t be able to stop there. I’d give him everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And I did. Willingly.
His dark magnetism blinded me to the truth until it was far too late. I was drawn to him like a moth to flame, compelled, helpless. And when I stepped too close, the fire didn’t just burn. It consumed.
That’s when I learned the most devastating truth of all. Love like this doesn’t end in happily ever after.
It ends in ruin.
And in the end, only one of us will survive.

"I had thought that after everything that had happened between us, you would at least be willing to talk and open up to me, and we would be like every other couple. I had hoped that we could address what had just transpired between us."

But before I could continue, he cut me off with a sharp, almost dismissive tone.

"Get up and go back to your chambers." He said to me.

“Wait, what?” I blinked, not sure I had heard him correctly.

But his expression remained cold, his eyes were hard as he repeated himself, this time with even less patience.

"I said, leave." He said in a clipped tone.
His words cut through me like a knife, it felt so freaking sharp and unforgiving.

Lillian is to be mated to Kaiden, Alpha Prince of the Blue Moon Pack. But he doesn't want to marry her, he suspects the circumstances surrounding their arranged marriage. As for Lillian she just wants to escape and save her life as an orphan Omega, but she can't ever let her identity be known.
However, a tragic incident happened barely a week after their marriage, and even Lillian herself begins to doubt whether she is a friend or foe.
Will the unfortunate incident keep her from true love?

To him, she was his destiny, the one he'd spent centuries waiting for.
To her, he was a fated mistake, an inconvenience to her once peaceful life. Both were worlds apart, one destined to live a life of servitude and the other a Lycan King.


The moment the Lycan Kings and Queens had entered into the great Human-Lycan war, it was over for humankind. As punishment for losing the war the humans were sentenced to years of servitude, lasting centuries and creating a great divide between human and lycan kind alike. However, the moment King Nicholas and Ariya meet, fate decides to intervene to attempt to right the wrongs of the past and join the two divided sides. After all, weddings bring everyone together… or so they say.

Thessaly "Thess" Ashenheart is not a princess. She is a mistake—a cursed, magic-less anomaly tucked away in the ruins of her conquered kingdom, Lumenvale. But when her brother is captured, she trades the last scrap of her freedom to the only being terrifying enough to accept the bargain: Davorin Noctis, the Shadow King.

Davorin, the immortal ruler who destroyed her family, is a monster bound by his own curse: the death-touch. A single brush of his skin drains the life from anything it meets. Their alliance is meant to be a political cage, but when the King's death-touch inexplicably fails to kill Thess, the court is thrown into chaos. She is declared the "Sun-Bonded," the subject of a prophecy demanding she fuse her soul and power with the very man she swore to hate.

Trapped in the gothic splendor of the Shadow Realm, Thess must navigate a court riddled with assassins, treachery, and the seductive closeness of a man who is terrifyingly cold and devastatingly vulnerable. As her hidden dream-walking power awakens—the very magic that cursed her—she discovers the devastating truth: Davorin is not the villain; he is a tormented host for The Void Wraith, an ancient cosmic entity clawing its way back to consume the world.

Now, Thess must choose between loyalty to her vengeful family and the desperate love growing for the King who needs her light to survive. With the Void launching a brutal invasion and Davorin slipping into a final, terrifying possession, Thess realizes their only hope lies in completing the impossible Sun-Bond. It's a magical union that demands the sacrifice of their autonomy, their identities, and possibly their lives, performed on a bloody battlefield as their kingdom crumbles.

Can a princess who was born broken merge her soul with the monster who destroyed her world?

As we reached the main road, my father stopped, seemingly waiting for someone.
"Papa, why are we here?" I questioned, my voice trembling.
"Be quiet, Aria. You ask too many questions" he replied, refusing to meet my gaze.
"Papa?" I called out, concerned as I noticed his trembling hands and perspiring brow. He turned to face me, his eyes filled with anxiety. "What's wrong?" I asked, my worry intensifying. He seemed worn out and stressed, as if he might collapse at any moment.
"Aria," he began, but his sentence was cut short by the squealing of tires approaching us. Not just one car, but two... no, three. Before I could comprehend what was happening, we were surrounded.
The door of the Lamborghini Huracán swung open, and a tall man stepped out. I found myself gaping at him before a black sack was forcefully placed over my head. I struggled, kicking and fighting, but then I heard a distinct click.
"Do anything stupid, and Francesco dies..."
"Francesco? That was my father... my own father.." I tried to calm myself, even though not entirely successfully, as I was thrown into a car. The journey began, and with the sack still covering my face, I had no idea where they were taking me. When the sack was finally removed, I found myself standing before Alessandro Genovese…
SOLD TO THE MAFIA KING Copyright 2023. Blaliy Lilian.A.
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“I watched you grow from a girl into a woman. I watched men try to approach you at school, men I had to…… discouraged from ever speaking your name again”


The deal was simple: Two families, one alliance. Salvatore Moretti, cold-blooded to the east coast, was to marry the eldest daughter of the Russo family to end a decade-long blood feud. Sofia Russo is beautiful, elegant, and the perfect mafia bride. But Salvatore doesn’t want Sofia. For five years his camera, his men, and his own eyes have been fixed on Iris, the rebellious younger sister kept in the shadows. He has watched her grow, watched her cry, and destroyed any man who has dared to look at her, all from the darkness. Now, the contract is signed, the wedding is set, and Salvatore is moving into the Russo estate. But as he stands at the altar, he’s not looking at his bride. He’s looking at the bridesmaid… and he decides he’s not leaving without her.

This wasn’t just a love story—it was a war. A battle of control and surrender, of pleasure tangled with power, of a hunger that burned hotter than hate.

Draven Nightbourne didn’t take Reyna for her blood. He didn’t steal her away for power or revenge. He took her because he had to—because fate had bound them together long before she ever knew his name. A prophecy warned that if he failed to protect her, she would be his downfall. But with every whispered command, every slow, torturous test of her submission, he wondered—was she here to destroy him, or to make him kneel?

Reyna swore she would never yield to him. She fought him at every turn, even as her body betrayed her, even as the lines between fear and desire, pain and pleasure blurred into something darkly addictive. Draven never forced—he controlled, breaking her down with silk and steel, binding her in ways that had nothing to do with chains.

She was his captive, his obsession, his mate.

And when his hands pinned her in place, when his mouth brushed the pulse at her throat, when he whispered “mine” like a vow—

She knew she already was.

“I saved you, Shekina,” Azi appeared in front of me, standing tall as he looked down at me. “Now you live to serve me. Your life depends on me.”

I smiled back. “Serve who?” I winced when my vision spun.

“Can’t you just be glad I saved your life?”

I laughed. “I didn’t want to be saved.”

He froze but got himself together quickly. “Unfortunately, you’re still alive. And as long as you are, you’re tied to me. I decide when you’re free. As long as I have you, you have to do what I want. You are nothing but a pet of mine that I can get rid of anytime I want.”

Tears fell from my eyes.

“You turned me into a monster!” I screamed. “I’ll never forgive you.”

He tilted his head. “Monster?” he laughed. “Just because we drink blood doesn’t mean we’re monsters. And I don’t care if you don’t forgive me. Anyway, forget this dramatic talk. No matter what you do, you’ll serve me. You won’t die until I say so.”

With my last breath, I screamed, “You can have my life, not my choices, you beast! You can turn me into a monster like you, but someday you’ll regret it. You’ll regret that you saved me. You’ll regret that you met me!”

I sniffed… I couldn’t feel my body anymore.

“I have been living for centuries now, Shekina. That threat doesn’t work.”

I laughed even though I was confused, in pain, and angry.

“That’s because… you didn’t have me in those years.”

Faith never expected her quiet life as an obedient omega to change. Born at the bottom of the pack hierarchy, she was raised to serve, to submit, and to stay invisible. Her only hope for something more was her promised mate the gentle younger brother of the Alpha. A union arranged by the elders safe, simple, and expected.

Until David, the brutal Alpha of the Rainfall Pack, laid eyes on her.

Possessive. Cold. Dangerous. His presence alone silenced entire rooms. The beast within him, barely contained, saw something in Faith no one else did. And in a single reckless moment, he did the unthinkable he marked her as his.

Now claimed by the very Alpha who was never meant to be hers, Faith is thrust into a world of dominance, primal desire, and forbidden bonds. Every glance from him burns. Every touch devours. But while David’s cruelty rules the pack, his tenderness toward her awakens something far more terrifying than fear longing.

Yet not everyone accepts an omega as Luna. Especially not Divine the vicious she-wolf chosen to be David’s mate since childhood. With betrayal brewing and war at the pack’s borders, Faith must decide: submit to the role forced upon her, or rise to claim the power hidden in her blood.

She was meant to belong to another.
But the beast within the Alpha has made his choice.
And he will never let her go.

Sold. Caged. Owned.

Isabella Romano never believed in love, but she knew freedom—until the night she was auctioned off to Giovanni Donatelli, the most feared mafia boss in Italy. Cold, calculating, and merciless, he doesn’t believe in love either. He only believes in power. And now, he owns her.

But Giovanni doesn’t just want to control her. He wants to break her. To consume her. His touch is possessive, his words a whispered promise of pain and pleasure, and every stolen breath between them burns with something far more dangerous than hate—lust.

Trapped in his world of violence and sin, Isabella vows to fight him, to resist the heat that coils in her blood every time he’s near. But when secrets unravel and betrayals strike from the shadows, the only thing deadlier than Giovanni Donatelli himself… is the way she craves him.

In this game of power, passion, and lies, surrender is not an option. But with each passing night, Isabella begins to wonder—what if she already has?

Valeria endured all the abuse and hardship she faced from her Alpha father for being his least favorite child.

She endured it all until he came up with the most hideous idea of marrying her off to the notorious Alpha twins in exchange for financial and political assistance.

Valeria vows to escape that fate, even if it means toying with the cold heart of the ruthless Lycan King, Lucius, enchanting him at first sight and manipulating him into claiming her on her wedding day, in front of the hundred guests.

Blurb

Elena spent three months searching for her missing husband, clinging to hope. That hope dies the moment she learns the truth: Williams isn't missing. He's alive, and about to marry Melissa Roberts, the ruthless mafia heiress.

Shattered and betrayed, Elena turns to the last man she can trust, Kai, Williams' estranged stepbrother. Cold, dangerous, and tied to the underworld, he offers answers at a price that could cost her everything.

Drawn into a world where every secret is deadly and every choice could be her last, Elena must risk everything to uncover the truth. Because betrayal isn't the end of her nightmare. It is only the beginning.

Now she must decide: chase the man who destroyed her, or surrender to the one who could ruin her.

Slipping into a faux engagement with the one man who still haunts my midnight fantasies? That's the kind of reckless decision that sends shivers down my spine—and it's exactly the offer Jason Shane, my new boss and former high school flame, presents to me. I'm the one who accidentally encounters his smoldering gaze and sculpted physique in the men's locker room, where the steam isn't just from the showers.

The chemistry? It's as palpable as the droplets running down his toned chest. The proposal? A seductive plot to parade as his betrothed to dazzle the company's higher-ups. The payment is generous, tempting, and utterly scandalous. With a racing heart and a whispered "yes," I find myself swept into a world of intoxicating luxury and sinful playacting.

But this retreat is no ordinary affair. Each feigned caress is laced with genuine longing, every pretend kiss laden with real desire. I'm caught in a dance of sensual deception, where every touch is a secret confession of yearning. As the lines between performance and reality blur, the man with the ruthless business edge shows glimpses of the tender lover from my past.

I keep telling myself it's all just a game, that the man who now commands boardrooms can't possibly offer the tenderness I crave. It's supposed to be easy to leave the fantasy behind when the masquerade ends. Yet, with every stolen embrace, I'm left questioning whether this act of passion could lead to a love that's all too real.

I'm stepping into a story where fiery old passions ignite amidst a high-stakes game of love and pretense, testing the boundaries between the facade and the heartfelt. Can I play the part without falling for the man behind the mask?

Or maybe you should just stop being an ass-wipe all the time." I said anger and venom laced in my tone.

"Ass-wipe? Oh darling that isn't an insult to me, that's a compliment." He sounded cocky while talking.

I rolled my eyes at him, I already had the intention of leaving, when suddenly I felt him grab my hand spun me around and I saw my body crashing to his.

"What the fuck?" I said trying to push him off me, but to no avail, as his lips crashed into mine.


Alexa Cortex's life has been nothing but a sad one, sold off to the Nightfall pack at a young age by her parents due to them being poor. She is treated as nothing short of a slave during her stay there.

With nothing left to do she accepts her fate, and just ride along with it. That is until the Mate Picking Ceremony, came along and she was chosen as the Luna of the cocky and arrogant Alpha Prince Kurt Higgins.

Kurt Higgins didn't want to accept her as his mate, due to her being a weakling and not wanting to give birth to weak children. He started treating as less of a Luna and more of a slave. However his perspective of her change one faithful night, which created a bond between them that could never be broken.

But there is trouble on the horizon, as Rachel Clark is hellbent on ruining their relationship with each other, even if it costs them their lives and hers in the process.

"Rule number five, don't ever question any of my actions! You are my property, and I choose the way I treat things that belong to me!" He scowled at me.
I bowed immediately. "Get up!" He ordered, and I managed to stand up.
He moved closer to me, his face looming in front of me, he bent down and bit my neck.
"Ahh!" I cried out, the pain was unbearable, it felt as though a hot knife had just passed between my soul.
After he was done, he licked it once again, and I could even smell his saliva, and the smell was…....
I took a step back, my eyes widened, and my face was covered in disbelief.
Who is this man? And how is he able to bite human flesh?* It suddenly dawned on me! This man might not be a human! What if he is a human eater? A demon? A beast? Oh no! It is true, he is the devil's son!

One week into her marriage, Mira longs to spend a passionate night with her husband, Tyler—
only to come face-to-face with her fated mate instead: Valen Montclair, the Lycan King.
All Mira wants is to stay by Tyler’s side.
But fate has other plans, dragging her into Valen’s world against her will.
When love and destiny stand on opposite sides…
Will Mira choose her husband—or the fated mate she was never meant to meet?
Her answer will change everything.

I died betrayed on my wedding altar.
The silver blade in my sister's hand felt colder than our shared childhood. My "fated mate" Kaelen held me down as she carved out my heart—a sacrifice for his ambition.
In my final breath, I saw him: Fenrir, the half-blood guard I'd scorned, breaking through a wall of spears to reach me. Silver arrows pierced his chest mid-leap, but his dying eyes held no blame—only a loyalty that followed me into darkness.
The Moon Goddess heard my dying vow.
Now I'm back, standing where it all began—the mate choosing ceremony. Kaelen expects me to declare him again. My sister waits to play her victim.
But this time, I walk past the golden Alpha and kneel before the broken slave.
"Rise," I whisper, lifting his chin. "The real Luna has come home."
And when they laugh at my choice, they don't see what I do: the ancient power stirring beneath his skin, the king waiting to be awakened.
Let them call him monster. Let them call me mad.
We'll show them what happens when a betrayed Luna and a fallen king unite.
The altar awaits its true sacrifice—and it won't be me this time.

Ashley had it all—raised in privilege as the daughter of an Alpha and heir to her pack. But her world was shattered when her pack was attacked, her parents killed, and she was taken captive. Beaten, humiliated, and stripped of her long hair, she was forced into servitude. At the Alpha Prince's coronation, she was recognized as his mate, but he publicly rejected her, deeming her unworthy, and cast her out as a rogue.

Now on the run, starving and desperate, Ashley stumbles upon a prestigious all-boys school. With no other choice, she disguises herself as a boy to hide among the Alpha students. But fate isn't done with her yet. Her new roommates—three Alpha triplets—are all her destined mates.

Everett, the cocky hockey player, finds amusement in pushing Ashley's buttons. Ethan, the easygoing band member, is intrigued by his new roommate. And Elias, the cold and domineering biker, seems completely indifferent—until he’s not. As Ashley tries to keep her identity hidden and control her growing attraction to her mates, her past looms ever closer.

Will she be able to rise from the ashes of her old life, reclaim her birthright, and embrace her destiny with her mates by her side? Or will her secrets destroy her before she can?

Wyatt’s eyes met mine, and I swear I saw them flash gold for a brief moment. The sunshine was coming through the window harshly though, so it was probably just a trick of the light.


Wyatt smiled and for a moment, it was like my heart leapt right out of my chest. He looked like a movie star standing there with the early morning sun behind him. His brown hair was styled a bit more than usual, with more prominent curls throughout and it was up and away from his face. His beard, which was usually more like a thick stubble across his cheeks and chin, had grown out a bit more, and I wondered how I hadn’t noticed that this morning.

That was when I realized I never really let myself look at him for more than a few moments. If I had, I would have noticed the full sleeve of tattoos he had on his left arm– especially when he was shirtless this morning. Or I would have noticed that yes, he was sexy. Yes he was gorgeous. But he was also quite handsome and seemed to have a sweet air about him…


Wrenlee "Lucky" Jones wanted to keep a low profile. Hell, her life depended on it. But when she turned 18 and discovered that a long-time crush of hers was actually her fated werewolf mate, things get complicated fast. Within weeks, she finds herself the victim of an ancient curse and has to battle against both magickal entities and her stubborn, authoritative mate, who happened to be the Alpha King of the Appalachian Dominion. Suddenly caught between fate, fear, and love, Wrenlee must navigate the curse surrounding her and make decisions that will not only cost her... but will cost her mate.