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"Baby, I've missed you so much,” he growled.

“Really? I'm not so sure” Taylor rubbing her body all over his, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body.

“Fuck, baby You're going to make me take you right here. We need to stop.”

“Whyy?” She whined, still touching him everywhere.

“You want me to take you here? Right in the open, with the possibility of people walking in on us?” He groaned in her ear.

“I'm not sure I hate that idea” she smirked.


Taylor was abandoned as an infant in the Bluemoon pack by her mother and she was turned into the pack maid, lower than the Omegas. But when she changed into her wolf, she actually was a remarkably strong breed. She decided to keep it hidden.
She found her mate was the Alpha's brother, and he was in a relationship with her bully, Megan. Instead of rejecting her, he decided to keep her as a means to bolster his strength. Taylor found a way to make the rejection happen, and she ran away.

Amidst her escape, a deadly disease ravaged the werewolf kingdom, born from the bite of feral wolves. This malady, immune to the healing properties of wolf blood, brought suffering and death without cure. Taylor's path collided with one of these feral wolves in the forest, a meeting she presumed would be her demise. Miraculously, her blood saved the feral wolf and she discovered he was her second chance mate.

They began to build their own pack in the unclaimed lands until they were attacked, and her mate finally remembered where he was from: He was an Alpha in a formerly strong kingdom, suffered by a covetous cousin who forced him to go feral so he can take over the kingdom.

Now, Taylor's destiny as the last Pure Blood Wolf emerges as the key to salvation for the werewolf kingdom. Will Taylor and her second-chance mate triumph over the darkness to restore their kingdom, or will their efforts unleash an even greater threat?

Bellatrix Fallon has hated Lycans for as long as she can remember, even to the extent of taking up a wolf hunting job when she turned eighteen.
Coming across a weird client who might be connected to her parent's strange death, Bellatrix must take on a risky job to get answers that has hunted her since she was just a kid - Spy on the winter pack, most especially Alpha Alec of the said winter pack. It probably should have been an easy task, until she starts to fall in love with this broken Lycan.
It doesn't end there though, as happenings around her starts to reveal secrets and truths about herself and the Lycan folks that she never would have imagined. Even now, her whole life might have all been a sham.
And then... The prophecy.

Elena was treated like a slave and accused of killing her parents that she loved dearly.

Her first meeting with her mate forced hopes through her dying out, finding her even with her life right on the line.

However after finding out the mate that she thought was going to save her from her sufferings, he rejected her, taking her step sister, Kathrine as his chosen mate instead.

Elena is broken to her bones. After finding out about her pregnancy for the Alpha and becoming a famous doctor.

She returns to the pack where the Alpha needs her medical expertise to cure him from not a disease but his rogue state

She's a werewolf and vampire.

"You may be mine, but I am not yours." Kalmin snarled, his emerald green eyes livid with hatred and spite as he glared at Nuri. He stared at her for a few moments more before turning, and closing the door, locking it behind him.

"I didn't mean to be your mate, alpha. If I had a choice in the matter, I wouldn't choose you either!" Nuri spat at the door, but she knew it had fallen on deaf ears, as Kalmin never listened to a word she said.


Nuri is a half wolf/half human hybrid, who had no choice in becoming the mate to Kalmin, as neither of them had a choice in the matter. Nuri wants nothing more than to escape the living hell Kalmin submitted her to, but has no choice but to live in it, as no one could win against the feared Kalmin, alpha of the blue river pack.

Mature Content, 18+ Erotica novel, and scenes and topics that may be sensitive to certain parties. Please proceed with caution!

She was shy
She was kind
She was quiet
She went unheeded
He was merciless
He was cruel
He was captivating
He was the storm

The first time he set his eyes on her he regarded her with a blank look, and the second time he uttered the words that would crush her world . ""I Damien Blackwood, Future Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack Reject you Serenity Martins as my mate and future Luna"" he says with a blank look.
Serenity Martins is a young she-wolf , who had a crush on her future Alpha Damien Blackwood, when she finds out that he is her mate but loves someone else; her human best friend.
So what happens when Serenity goes back after 3 years for her best friend's wedding, her past is catching up to her.. something she has never told anyone, a bit of jealousy, rage, and a surprise in the form of a little bundle of joy.

"his grey eyes had more darkness than any black eyes she had ever seen."
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She was shy
She was kind
She was quiet
She went unheeded
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He was merciless
He was cruel
He was captivating
He was the storm
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The first time he set his eyes on her he regarded her with a blank look, and the second time he uttered the words that would crush her world . "I Damien Blackwood, Future Alpha of Midnight Moon Pack Reject you Serenity Martins as my mate and future Luna" he says with a blank look.
Serenity Martins is a young she-wolf , who had a crush on her future Alpha Damien Blackwood, when she finds out that he is her mate but loves someone else; her human bestfriend.
So what happens when Serenity goes back after 3 years for her best friend's wedding, her past is catching up to her.. something she has never told anyone, a bit of jealousy, rage,and a surprise in the form of a little bundle of joy.
Read and Find out in 'THE REJECTED MATE'.

Captain Willow Ashford is a strong female lead. A detective with a past that explains her present. She is enlisted to solve a high-profile murder, that she doesn't want anything to do with...why? Because the victim is the ex-mate who used and then rejected her for another woman. However, the council elder of the Council Investigations Department, or C.I.D. says, her promotion to Commander is a sure thing if she can successfully solve the case. At hearing she will be promoted to the first female Commander of the C.I.D., she takes the case. When she goes to meet the suspect, life throws her another curveball. The suspect is her second chance mate, Alpha Royce Sinclair! She doesn't want to take the case, but she wants the promotion and now, she has a second chance mate and wants to help him clear his name. After using her abilities to see the inconsistencies of the crime scene and police report, she believes in her mate's innocence and wants the real murderer to be caught. Does Willow find out the truth behind the crime? Is the plot more devious than just framing her second chance mate? Will she be able to prove his innocence and bring the real killer to justice and expose the real motive behind the murder? Will Alpha Royce and Captain Willow Ashford get their happily ever after?

I am Vita Virginia, the wolfless daughter of the Virginia Family. My life used to be perfect… An engagement with the man of my dreams, a best friend who loves me with all her heart, and a beloved family. Yes, I used to be happy.

But everything changed when a tragedy shook my life and showed me that everything I had was nothing but an illusion. And just like that, I lost everything… Including my freedom.

[…] “I’ve been your fiancée for two years! I’m your mate... I’ve devoted myself to you! You have to believe me, Derek. I didn't kill Alice. ”

Blamed of a crime I didn't commit, I suffered, cried, and bled with all my heart... But my greatest executioner was none other than Derek — my own fiancé, my mate, my true love.


“Damn it, I’ve missed your touch so much... you have no idea.” He murmurs huskily, and his voice vibrating on my sensitive skin makes me swallow a moan. “No, no… Don’t hold it back... I want them all… I’ve gone too long without hearing them.”
Derek kisses my throat, releasing a slightly louder moan, and his touch gets tight on my hair, making me tilt my head and stretch my neck. He licks all the way up to my chin, where he takes a slightly hard bit, leaving me to grunt in a strange mixture of pain and pleasure.
“You have no idea, Vita...” He says against my parted lips. “The chaos you turn my head into.”
He just plays with my lower lip again, licking and nibbling to pull it back.“You’re poison to me, Vita...” He rises once more to whisper against my lips, “You’re the one who will be the end of me.”
"

Ahh go deeper," She said as she looked at them with desire in her eyes.

"Do you want us to take you, little mate? Don't tempt our beast" They both said and she smiled.

"I'd like to see how your beast reacts to my temptation"


She was the daughter of the leader of one of the most powerful packs in New York. When her mother died her father treated her like nothing and married another woman who had a daughter before their marriage.

She was downcast but didn't want to give up on life, she wanted to pursue acting as a career and probably make her debut out of it till she crossed part with the most ruthless Alpha in the whole of North America and found out she was his mate.

While she was still trying to accept that, she also found out she was mated to the most powerful and ruthless vampire in Mexico who was a playboy.

How would she be able to cope with these two ruthless men? Especially when they were rivals.

Would she fall in love with them? Would they help her take her rightful place in her family?

Hazel Jones slides on a beautiful red silk dress with a slit up to her curvy hip and black strappy heels. Her long, chocolate brown hair is up in an elegant style, exposing her neck. She applies mascara and matching red matte lipstick for the finishing touches. She studies herself in the mirror before leaving her apartment and getting into the limo. Hazel may never see her family again, but missing the Mate Gala is not an option for her.

"How is this possible?"
"I don't know, but she is mine too."

King Octavius Storm and his mate, Valentina watches as their surprise mate makes her way to The Royals' table. She's a human, and they are the Lycan Royals. A Lycan King has never had more than one mate. It is normal in the Full-Blood District, but not in the Lycan Colony. What makes it even more unique, Octavius and Valentina both felt the mate bond before Hazel stepped foot in the ballroom.

I lost my heart to Vincent the moment I stepped into the Johnson family.
A Don thirty years older than me.
I knew this love was forbidden. Twisted. Ridiculous.
But I still chose to risk everything for it.
I deliberately got close to his son, Leon—the spoiled, reckless golden boy he treasured most. I tempted him, led him on, and step by step, just as I had planned, I married my way into the Johnson family as Leon’s wife.
On my wedding night, I climbed into Vincent’s bed.
In this scheme disguised as love, Vincent fell just as hard as I did.
And inside me, his child quietly began to grow.
A scorching, warped affair took root in the Johnson estate and spread like wildfire.

Sofia Jones is a seventeen-year-old human who has never met her father. Her mother is never around because she would rather spend her time at the club than with her daughter. She isn't the most popular girl in school and only has one friend, Ella. Sofia has been in love with her best friend's twin brother since middle school, but she knows they can never be together, not only because he is the most popular boy who has been bullying her since freshman year but also because he is her best friends brother.

Ethan Black is the most popular boy in school. He is the Quarterback of the football team, and he can have any girl he wants, except for the one he has been in love with since the fifth grade, Sofia. She is his twin sister's best friend, but that is not the only reason he can't have her. Ethan Black is a werewolf, along with his twin sister and the rest of his family, and Sofia is a human who knows nothing about werewolves. Ethan has been bullying her since freshman year. He feels it is better to push her away than to stay close to her. He knows he will meet his Mate soon since his eighteenth birthday is coming up, but something shocking happens. He discovers that Sofia is his Mate.

Now, he is determined to make Sofia his, but will he be able to do that after the way he has been treating her? How will Sofia react when she discovers werewolves and other supernatural beings exist? What happens when the Vampire King takes a liking to Sofia and wants to make her his? Who will Sofia end up with?

You will have to read to find out!

All I ever wanted was to be Luna in order to save my mother’s life. I thought Alpha Beckett would be just the key, but I was wrong.
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“I, Alpha Beckett of Ashridge Pack, by the name of the moon goddess, reject you as my mate!”
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A rejection.
A bond severed.

But life had other plans for me in the form of Xander Theon Grayson, hockey star, golden boy of NorthVale High, A-star student. But what I didn’t know is that he’s an Alpha with a curse.

I need him, and he needs me.

So we signed a fake mate contract. But it comes with a lot more than I expected: a jealous ex, mysterious powers that level me up in a system, a quest to find my origin.

But the question in my mind is: Can I save my mother’s life? Can this bond between Xander and I blossom into something real, even something beautiful?

Rose Hart sacrificed everything for the Hart family for more than ten years, believing she would always remain their precious daughter.
But the moment the real Hart daughter returned, Rose was discarded without hesitation.
As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, Rose discovered an even crueler truth, the real daughter had secretly spent her heat cycles with Rose’s fiancé for more than three years behind her back.
Heartbroken, Rose decided to quietly leave the Hart family without causing trouble. But before she could, she discovered that a marriage application had been submitted to the Central Hub using her personal details.
The culprit was the real Hart daughter, who desperately wanted Rose gone for good.
Unfortunately, the Central Hub quickly found Rose a match.
A fox shifter.
A dangerously obsessive fox shifter who became completely attached to Rose the moment their genetic compatibility results appeared. No matter how much Rose tried to explain the misunderstanding, he refused to let her go.
To him, Rose already belonged to him.
Hoping to escape the chaos surrounding her life, Rose enrolled in an academy to start over.
But things only grew worse.
Soon, Rose discovered that more marriage applications had been submitted under her name, and every single one had been approved.
Each match possessed an abnormally high genetic compatibility score.
Now Rose found herself surrounded by powerful shifters obsessed with claiming her as theirs, while the real Hart daughter continued trying to push her out of the family forever.
And every single one of them was willing to do absolutely anything just to make Rose theirs.

She cursed the Demon King. He has spent centuries hunting her.
Maeve has no memory of the life that made her the most wanted witch in the Lore. She only knows she has never stayed in one place for long and that monsters seem to find her wherever she runs. Then a stranger walks into her shop. He was cold and beautiful and very very dangerous. The Demon King.
One kiss is enough for King Eldon to realize the impossible. His greatest enemy has returned. She is the witch who cursed him in another lifetime. The woman who stole his future, shattered his kingdom and vanished before he could make her pay.
She remembers nothing. But demons only recognize their true mate after the bond is tested and every instinct tells Eldon she might be the one fate has denied him for centuries. He swore he would never forgive her. She swore she would never belong to a demon.
Now the only woman who can save his kingdom may also be the one destined to destroy it again.

BOOK 2 in Mated to my Ruin series. Can be read as standalone.
BOOK 1–Mated to my Ruin: A Dragon’s Debt

Every herb in Moonspring, I had coaxed to life myself, drop by drop, with a healer's touch.
But to my mate, Rourke, the place was just a backyard for his best friend Boone to use and wreck however he pleased.
I had put up with it for a long time.
I put up with it until Boone, planning his own mating ceremony, trampled half a year of my work into the mud right in front of me. I put up with it until Rourke forced me to my knees through our mate mark, just so his friends wouldn't see him lose face.
In three days, Boone would hold the grandest mating ceremony the pack had ever seen, right here in Moonspring.
And I looked at the land transfer I had just agreed to, and said a single word.

Her hands slid up to his chest, palms flat, feeling the solid strength beneath his shirt. The fear didn’t vanish completely. But it quieted. Receded into the background. Logan’s thumb brushed her cheek, slow and grounding, as his other hand settled at her waist.

The kiss grew warmer. Slower. Logan felt it too, sharp and electric. His wolf stirred restlessly, recognizing something it shouldn’t, something it wanted to claim even as his mind warned him to stop. He broke the kiss first, breathing hard, forehead resting against hers.

“Emily,” he murmured, strained. “We should—” She didn’t let him finish. Her lips brushed his jaw, tentative, almost questioning. Her voice was barely a whisper. “Don’t send me away.”


After being betrayed forty-eight times by her mate, Oscar, Emily is drugged and offered to powerful wolves for his gain. Desperate and fleeing danger, she collapses into the arms of Lucas Walker, one of seven feared Alpha Brothers who rule the strongest pack. Drawn to her by an unstoppable pull, the brothers vow to protect her. But Emily’s past hides a darker secret, one that fate has bound to all of them.

When Ellie went to see him with her pregnancy test in hand, she caught her Alpha husband with his ex .
"I'll NEVER let that wolfless rogue be the mother of my child. She's just a surrogate!"
Tears streamed down her face as she got in an accident and lost all her memories 💔.
Her friend says, "You almost gave up everything for that man..."
"Who? Me? Why?!" 😳
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His wife seemed different now, but he has no idea why.
She urges him, "Let's get a divorce! Now!" 😘
He grits his teeth, "No way!" 😡😡😡

I never expected to be branded a “fake heiress” and a “scheming bitch” on my own wedding anniversary.
“Did you really think we’d never find out you faked the DNA test?” My mother’s voice cut like a blade. “You’ve been impersonating our real daughter all along.”
The irony was suffocating. They were the ones who stormed into my peaceful life, insisting that I was their long-lost child—no proof needed. And now they dared to call me the fraud.
“Since Camille has finally returned to where she belongs,” my father declared coldly, “it’s time for you to crawl back into whatever shadow you came from.”
Then came the final blow. My husband of five years didn’t even hesitate.
“I’ll have the divorce papers drawn up immediately. Don’t make this difficult, Mirena. You were never meant to be my wife.”
Overnight, I was discarded. The scandal of the city. The woman who stole a life that was never hers.
But they forgot one thing: I never needed them.
Before I was George Ashton’s wife, I was Mirena Sterling—the Investment Queen. The woman who broke Wall Street records before she turned twenty-five. A racing champion. A tech prodigy.
I walked away from all of it. Gave up my empire. My crown. My name. All for a man who threw me away like garbage the moment someone “better” came along.
Big mistake.
On the night they cast me out, soaking wet and humiliated, I ran into the last person I ever wanted to see.
“Look at you now, Mirena,” Alexander Pierce murmured, watching me with those piercing eyes. “The woman who once ruled the financial world. Reduced to this.” He tilted his head. “And for what? Love?” A dark laugh. “Pathetic.”
My former rival. The man who spent years trying to beat me—and never once succeeded. Now he stood before me, a Wall Street titan, watching my downfall with hungry satisfaction.
He thought he’d seen the last of me.
He was wrong.
The game was simple now: drop the dead weight, reclaim what’s mine, and remind everyone why they feared my name.
Within months, I was back. Every market moved when I breathed. Every headline screamed my return. The Sterlings came crawling, begging for mercy they’d never shown me. And George? He watched in horror as I bought his most prized company without blinking.
The divorce he’d so eagerly signed? His greatest regret.
“Mirena, please,” he begged, groveling at my feet. “Give me another chance.”
I didn’t even look at him. “Sorry, darling. I don’t recycle trash.”
But what I didn’t expect was him.
Alexander Pierce dropped to one knee in front of me—the man who had once mocked my fall, now looking up with something raw and undisguised in his crimson gaze.
“I knew you’d take back everything they stole,” he said, voice low. “Now…” A slow, dangerous smile curved his lips. “Take me too.”

Clarissa was ready to propose to Sebastian-for the eighteenth time.
Six years of devotion, humiliation, and blind hope. She thought persistence would earn her love.
Until she overheard him say, "I never loved her. She was just a tool-to get back at Aria."
The next day, she walked into the marriage registration center-and married Elian, Sebastian's powerful business rival.
Everyone thought she was being reckless...
But Elian didn't.
He simply looked at her and said, "I've waited six years for you."
In a marriage that began with pain, Clarissa finds herself shielded, cherished, and quietly healed-only to realize Elian had been loving her from the shadows all along.

She thought she was human—until she drowned.

She wakes in the body of a missing selkie princess in a hidden island kingdom… and quickly realizes she’ll be executed if anyone discovers the truth.

The only person who knows? Her guard—cold, loyal, and furious she’s taken the place of the woman he was sworn to protect.

When her unstable shifting magic reveals something impossible—both selkie and tideborn blood—he’s forced to keep her secret… because exposing her would destabilize the crown.

Now, bound by duty and necessity, they must secretly search for the real princess—before her magic exposes them both.

"Tell me I'm sexy," I whispered, grabbing Ryder Lancaster's shirt. "Tell me you want me... even if I'm your nephew's wife."
Ryder's jaw tightened. "Iris... if you keep looking at me like that, I won't stop."
On their third wedding anniversary, Iris catches her husband in bed with his male assistant. The man who claimed he couldn't touch her was never sick. He married her only to hide that he was gay, steal her late father's company, and abandon her after taking everything she owned.
Heartbroken, Iris ends up in the bed of the last man she should ever want... her husband's powerful uncle.
Ryder offers her a wager.
Three days.
If Iris calls him first, she belongs to him on his terms. If she doesn't, he'll walk away forever.
Iris is certain she'll win.
Ryder is certain she'll lose.
But every step Iris takes to reclaim her father's company and destroy the man who betrayed her pushes her closer to Ryder, bringing their forbidden affair dangerously close to the light.
When every secret is finally exposed, will Iris reclaim her father's empire... or lose her heart to the one man she was never supposed to love?

"Get on your knees, princess," his deep, dangerous voice growled as his hand tightened in my hair. "You know exactly what you want."
I caught my lying ex buried in my best friend the same day I learned the brutal truth: I was never infertile. He was. For three years, he let me destroy my body with injections and shame while hiding it like the pathetic coward he is.
Heartbroken and raging, I drank until I couldn't feel anything... then let a silver-haired, tattooed stranger ruin me in his hotel bed. He pushed me past every limit, made me forget my own name, and awakened parts of me I never knew existed.
The next morning, my cheating ex begged me to meet his stepfather. The same dominant bastard who had just spent the night with me. I walked in... And locked eyes with the man I couldn't forget. Now he's supposed to be my future stepfather-in-law.
Instead, I'm sneaking away every chance I get to see him again.
Losing myself in stolen moments while my ex waits in the next room. Begging him to forget what's right. Letting him pull me deeper into something darker and more dangerous than either of us should want.
I know how sick this is.
I know he's older, dangerous, and completely off-limits.
But the more he corrupts me... The more addicted I become.
So tell me, Daddy... Can I r*de you again?

The legendary general Victor was sentenced to death, and everyone thought he had already been buried in the grave.
Until a phone call came through ,
"Dad, help!... They took Mom away."

"Mum? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." Amelia begged, trying to leave Fernando's side but he didn't let her.

"How could you commit such a sin, Amelia?"


My mother was a lot of things but I never knew she would dare leave her Billionaire husband on the Alter stranded.

My soon to be stepfather was a lot of things, but he wasn't one to accept humiliation. And for that reason, he made me Amelia, the daughter of my runaway mother to take her place on the alter.

My fiancée Chloe dumped me, a veteran, for Seth's multi-million dollar fortune. As she left, she threw $100,000 at me with contempt in her eyes.
Little did I know that while I was using the money to stockpile weapons and food and upgrade the steel fortress, she and Seth were squandering it all in their luxurious villa.
Seven days later, the zombie outbreak occurred. I was enjoying steak and red wine in the fortress, while that despicable couple was slapping each other over a mouthful of dirty water in the ruins.
Thanks to my ex-girlfriend's generous sponsorship, I lived like a king in the apocalypse.

I was once the adopted son of Eric Miller, the Don of the Miller Family.
My future was supposed to be simple—loyal to the Don, respected by the Family, destined to inherit power.
But I carried a secret that turned me into a freak in his eyes.
A forbidden love.
When Eric found the diary where I had hidden my feelings for him, I cried and apologized again and again.
It didn’t matter. The disgust in his eyes never changed.
He sent me away—exiled to a remote country under the watch of his men.
From there, I heard the news of his wedding.
I saw the way he looked at Julia—soft, full of love. And in a moment of madness, I spent every last dollar I had and flew to Thailand for gender reassignment surgery.
Nights after the surgery were filled with pain from the silicone implants pressing against my skin.
But even after becoming a woman, I still couldn't win Eric’s love.
Just when I finally let him go, he suddenly bought me a ticket back to America.
He said he wanted me to attend his fifth wedding anniversary with Julia.
And when he saw Lily in my arms, he froze.
“Your daughter?”

I was dying. To buy myself just a few more days, I had no choice but to sell my body for medicine money.
I never expected the man who bought me was Michael. My ex-husband.
He threw the cash in my face, humiliated me, forced me through every degradation he could think of.
All because he hated me for leaving when he was critically ill.
What he never knew was that, the heart beating in his chest…
Was mine.

I spent five years letting men degrade me at a club, all to save $300,000 for my blind brother Joren's eye surgery.
The day I finally raised the money, I excitedly told him he would be able to see again—only to discover he was never blind to begin with.
My husband’s "bankrupt" company had been thriving all along. My parents, who supposedly died in a plane crash, had been living luxuriously abroad.
My husband even took my "stillborn" daughter and gave her to my adopted sister.
My entire family conned me for five years to "teach me a lesson"—all because my adopted sister claimed I bullied her.
Now, they are forcing me to donate my liver to the woman who stole my life, threatening that I'll never see my biological daughter again if I refuse.
But what they don't know is that I have terminal liver cancer, and I only have two days left to live...

My husband and I couldn’t get pregnant after we got married, and we really wanted a baby of our own,

We tried IVF, and after three failed rounds I finally got pregnant,

But then my husband and my parents suddenly started pressuring me to get an abortion...

After two years of marriage, I finally got pregnant. I rushed to my husband's office with lunch to share the news, but his assistant mistook me for a sugar baby trying to trap the CEO. She dragged me into a back room and dumped scalding coffee on my head. When I tried to explain I was the wife, she laughed and called security. They stripped my clothes, kicked my stomach repeatedly, and destroyed my ultrasound photo. I begged them to call my husband, but they smashed my phone instead. By the time he found me, our baby was gone.

I was driving my dad's luxury car to pick up a friend when his secretary stopped me on the spot.
She mistook me for the lover who had sex with my dad in his office.
So she used car theft as an excuse to drag me into the basement, beat me up, and took nude photos of me.
When my dad found out, he asked me to apologize to her.
That's when I realized that in his eyes, his reputation mattered more than his own daughter.
If that's the case, he doesn't need to be the figurehead CEO anymore.

I had been Lucan Ferretti's wife for five years. I had also been the woman who took a bullet meant for him.
Four years of fertility treatments. Four years of empty rooms where a nursery should have been. Then, the day I finally get a positive test, I find something else: two secret sons, funded by my husband's money, waiting in a house I was never supposed to find.
Their names? The ones Lucan and I picked out together, years ago, in a hospital parking lot.
That night, I sat alone with the positive test still in my hand, memorizing the names he'd already given to someone else's sons.
I could have confronted him. I could have screamed, thrown things, demanded a divorce.
Instead, I find a text message. His mistress has already ordered a hit — on me, timed for our anniversary, dressed up to look like enemy retaliation.
She wants me dead before I can tell anyone I'm carrying his child.
Fine.
She can have exactly what she asked for.

I am the wife of Don Nikolai. For years, I endured his violence and the constant humiliation from his mistress, Sofia.
On a stormy night, I saved a boy named Silvio — the sole survivor of a massacre ordered by Nikolai — and raised him as my adopted son. I never imagined he would become my shield. When Nikolai struck me, Silvio stepped forward and shouted, “You will not hit her!” When Sofia provoked me, he stood up for me every time.
While risking his life to hone his skills, Silvio secretly gathered evidence of Nikolai’s crimes. When the Don sensed betrayal, he sent Silvio on a mission meant to kill him — then turned his brutality on me.
As I lay dying, Silvio returned, bloodied and broken, and threw a punch at Nikolai.
“I came back,” he roared, “to kill you!”
After coming of age, he confessed:
“I was never truly your son. I want to marry you.”

Asher and Aspen the billionaire twins need a new submissive.
They finally found one who happens to be their new personal assistant Lisa. Since they don’t want to scare her away by coming on her, they decided to seduce her into accepting to be their sub.

My mother was a lot of things but I never knew she would dare leave her Billionaire husband on the Alter stranded.

My soon to be step-father was a lot of things, but he wasn't one to accept humiliation. And for that reason he made me Amelia, the daughter of my runaway mother to take her place on the alter.

Rachel Green thought she had left her tumultuous past behind. After a bitter divorce from her billionaire husband, Alexander Sterling, she moved to a small town, where she rebuilt her life with her young son, Odegaard—a child Alexander doesn’t know exists. For years, Rachel has lived peacefully, focusing on her son and her career, until fate pulls her back into Alexander’s orbit.

Alexander’s empire is crumbling. His once-thriving marriage to his new wife, Victoria, is on the verge of collapse. Desperate to salvage his failing business, he discovers a shocking secret: Rachel’s new start was funded by a rival CEO, Daniel Kane, Alexander’s sworn enemy.

When Alexander confronts Rachel, his initial anger turns into confusion as buried feelings resurface. He’s determined to win her back, but Rachel is no longer the woman he once knew. Stronger and wiser, she has no intention of being hurt again.

As the sparks between them reignite, Rachel’s secret threatens to unravel everything. Odegaard is Alexander’s son, and Victoria is not willing to let Alexander go without a fight. Meanwhile, Daniel sees Rachel as more than just an ally—he’s fallen for her and is ready to do whatever it takes to keep her by his side.

For three years, I was Adrian Vale's kept woman.
Pretty, useless, and so thoroughly spoiled that even his sister said I wouldn't survive three days without the Vales. I didn't bother arguing. Before I met Adrian, I'd been chair of the Global Financial Order Council. That job had nearly worked me to death. Now I didn't have to set an alarm or use my brain, and my monthly allowance ran to eight figures. Who in her right mind would give that up?
Then twelve overseas funds joined forces to short Vale Group. Adrian's father was forced out. His two older brothers were taken into custody. And Adrian, who had always been able to fix anything, found himself at a negotiating table with a pen pressed into his hand and a demand to surrender every share he owned.
One of the fund managers across the table looked me over and smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Vale. Once your family’s bankrupt, we’ll take good care of your little songbird."
I was quiet for a long moment. If the Vales went under, where was I supposed to find another man this generous?
So just as Adrian was about to sign, I took the seat at the head of the table and called a number I hadn't used in ten years.
"Halt trading across the European markets. And tell the heads of these twelve funds to get here within thirty minutes and explain themselves—on their knees."

In a zombie apocalypse, survivors build a fortress-like base. My girlfriend and I are its lead researchers, racing to create the serum that could end the world’s collapse.

On a sampling run outside the walls, she chooses to save the “genius” colleague she just brought back—and leaves me behind to be swallowed by a horde.

With no way out, I inject myself with an unfinished prototype. I survive… but I come back as a zombie.

The difference is: I don’t lose my mind. I keep my human intelligence—and I can command other zombies. They bow instinctively, as if they’ve sensed a king.

Inside the base, that so-called genius is working with raiders beyond the walls, pushing a fake serum to control the troops and selling the defenses piece by piece to the enemy.

As the base collapses, the drugged soldiers turn on each other atop the ramparts. The chain of command snaps. Everyone is waiting to die.

Then—at the moment the walls give way and screams drown out gunfire—I stand on the ruins outside, raise my hand, and sweep it forward.

The horde behind me doesn’t attack the survivors. Like a disciplined army, it bypasses them and surgically crushes every invader.

Only then does the woman who abandoned me realize what she destroyed.

But I don’t need her regret anymore.

The day I achieved telepathic breakthrough, I heard my fiancée's inner voice telling me to "get lost."
In the restaurant, she abandoned me as I coughed up blood to embrace another man.
I signed the death contract for the meat grinder frontline, determined to die, but when bone spikes pierced through my chest, my telepathy revealed the truth—she pushed me away not because she didn't love me, but because she had been bitten by a zombie three years ago.

On the third day after the Ice Age began on Earth, the temperature plummeted to minus fifty degrees Celsius, and human civilization disintegrated in the extreme cold.

My name is Anson, an ordinary convenience store clerk. After the apocalypse broke out, I risked my life to drive to pick up my mother-in-law Martha and her family and take them to a shelter.

Along the way, I unexpectedly discovered a large supermarket with abundant supplies, and I collected supplies with my wife Erin, mother-in-law Martha, father-in-law George, and brother-in-law Tom.

Just as we were about to leave with two trucks full of life-saving supplies, my mother-in-law, Martha, tricked me into going deep into the warehouse to move some goods. Then they locked the iron gate and drove away, leaving me to die in the supermarket surrounded by icy beasts.

In that moment of despair and waiting for death, the [Ice Fishing System] activated in my mind...

Six months ago, a yacht explosion consumed everyone I loved: my husband Leonard, my parents, and my brother.
I escaped only because of stomach pain that kept me from boarding. My adopted sister Claire became the sole survivor.
Since then, I've become an empty shell.
Even after being diagnosed with terminal uterine cancer, even while carrying my late husband's child, I've endured the agony of chemotherapy alone, exhausting what little strength remains to scrape together money for Claire—who hides away in a private care facility, claiming severe PTSD.
Until this winter day, with a blizzard approaching.
Dragging my dying body to my husband's memorial to pay respects, I discovered a credit card statement—charges made three months after his death.
Following the address on that receipt, I pushed open the door of a luxurious suburban villa.
Inside, it was warm as spring. My parents and brother, who should have been at the bottom of the ocean, stood there perfectly alive.
At the center of the room, my husband—the man I'd grieved for day and night—was kissing my adopted sister, his lips tender against hers.
The whole family was celebrating, raising glasses to toast the infant cradled in Claire's arms—barely a month old.
There had never been any disaster at sea.
It was all a meticulously planned hoax—their twisted way to erase me from their lives forever.

"She endured hardships with you back then just for your current net worth of a billion dollars. You must use the absolute 50/50 treatment to cure the 'poverty disease' in her bones."

After my husband's childhood friend Chloe returned from abroad, she brainwashed my husband, Ethan.

From then on, he demanded we split everything 50/50. Whether it was eating, sleeping, or doing household chores, even though I was pregnant, I had to pay half the cost.

Until one day I was hit by a car. Blood from a threatened miscarriage dripped all over the emergency room. The nurse held the bill, urging urgently: "Twenty thousand deposit to save the baby! Any slower and you'll miscarry!"

Ethan took out a black card, his voice ice-cold: "According to our 50/50 rule, I'm only paying my ten thousand."

I didn't cry or make a fuss. I simply took the ten thousand he gave me and got an abortion.

I died on the barren wasteland in a raging blizzard.
Before my death, many from the pack came to say goodbye.
Even Seraphina, my lifelong rival, came.
Only Kael, my Alpha mate of five years, was absent.
He was with that rogue Jennifer, watching the moon's reflection in Silver Moon Falls.
In my final moments, I received his mind-link.
"When the Moon Goddess guided me to find you as my fated mate, you were just a Beta. To inherit the Alpha position, I had no choice but to choose you. All these years I've been giving you suppressants, forbidding you from getting pregnant, and you agreed to it all. You've been a competent Luna."
"If there's a next life, I'll still choose you. In this life, rest in peace. I'll personally arrange your funeral."
Sensing this mind-link, my rival Seraphina sneered mockingly: "Karolyn, you really weren't cut out to be a Luna."
"In the next life, don't compete with me anymore."
Her words proved prophetic. When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to the day of the Darkwood family's mate selection ceremony.
Kael said coldly: "Karolyn, the Moon Goddess has chosen you as my fated mate. You will be Darkwood's Luna."
Without hesitation, I stepped back and pointed to Seraphina.
"I think the Luna position is better suited for Seraphina."

"Call me brother," he whispered, pressing me against the wall, his erection hard against my stomach.
For twelve years, we played this dangerous game. By day, I was his obedient foster sister. By night, I was his obsession.
He never went all the way—saving me for marriage, he claimed—but he did everything else. His fingers knew every wet corner of my body. His mouth had tasted my pleasure a thousand times. He groomed me to be the perfect toy for his bed.
"You're mine, Julie. Only mine."
But then Lena came back.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was locked. Suddenly, I heard her screams of pleasure instead of mine.
He didn't touch me anymore. He looked at me with cold, dead eyes and said, "You're just a sister. Stop acting like a jealous lover."
He threw away twelve years of intimacy for a fresh body.
I packed my bags, leaving behind the lingerie he bought me, the toys we used.
When he finally realized Lena was a fake, he came running back, eyes wild, wanting to claim what he thought was still his property.
"Spread your legs for me, Julie," he begged, reaching for me.
I slapped his hand away. "Go fuck your sister, Daniel. I'm done."

Alisson Rivera hates sports, athletes, and, most of all, all the chaos that comes with them. But when her best friend asked her to go to the Boston Harbor Rebels game in her place, she couldn’t say no. What she didn’t expect, however, was that she would end up witnessing something she wasn’t supposed to.

By the next morning, rumors are spreading, and the already fragile reputation of the ice hockey team’s star begins to crack.
Intense, unstable, and, they say, "someone who doesn’t know how to take things seriously", Tristan McKenna has the chance to prove the world wrong about him… but at the cost of his privacy, living for one hundred days with the most interesting, sharp-tongued girl he has ever met.

When the cameras are turned on and their every move is recorded, will secrets, hidden sides, and buried wounds still remain hidden from the public eye?

Pregnant?” A gleam crossed my eyes, and before I could control myself, tears began running down my eyes. My vision was blurry from the tears, but I still scanned the files, my heart beating loudly. A smile finally made its way to my face.

I looked at the nurse who was standing behind me, looking happy, but certainly not as happy as I was. Eight years. Eight years of barrenness, Eight years of crying and praying to the moon goddess, Eight years of tolerance to everything I passed through in the hands of my Alpha’s mother.

"He's not my ex-husband. He's just a man I used to know."
He shattered her heart with one accusation. Now she’s the woman he’ll do anything to win back.
Juliette Hart thought she had found her happy ending with billionaire Nolan Cross. But on their wedding night, he publicly accused her of cheating. Heartbroken and pregnant, Jules disappeared from his world.
Years later, the truth comes to light. As past betrayals resurface and buried secrets unravel, Nolan will stop at nothing to reclaim the woman he lost.
But Jules is no longer the broken girl he left behind. She will do whatever it takes to protect herself and her son. Even if it means taking dangerous risks.
When love and revenge collide, will forgiveness be their salvation, or their downfall?