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When my husband's eight-year-old "nephew" Noah was diagnosed with acute leukemia, the whole family begged for my help.

They needed my six-year-old daughter, Molly—the only perfect match.

Against my instincts as a head nurse, I agreed.

But the second Molly's stem cells were harvested, their gratitude vanished.

To avoid paying for my daughter’s mandatory sterile recovery room, Noah's mother live-streamed a crying fit in my lobby, accusing me of medical extortion. My husband, Grant, stood by in utter silence.

Without the isolation bed, my baby girl contracted a severe infection and died. My mother-in-law simply sneered outside the ICU, "Dead is dead. Better than wasting more money."

Three months later, Noah relapses.

Now, my phone is blowing up. The same people who watched my daughter suffocate in her own fluids are desperately begging me to use my hospital registry access to save him again.

Standing by Molly’s tiny headstone, I look down at the confidential DNA report I pulled from the hospital database.

They think I don’t know Noah is actually Grant's illegitimate son. They think I'll just hang up and cry.

Instead, I swipe to answer the call. It's time to make them pay.

Swapped at birth and stripped of her rightful place, Mia Jones thought her life couldn't get any worse after her scheming sister, Eleanor, stole her family and her fiancé. But a malicious plot leads Mia into the wrong room.

Drugged and thrown into the wrong man’s bed. Mia Jones realized her hands were tied to the bed frame. A towering silhouette radiating a dangerous aura stood at the foot of the bed. Before she could process what was happening, she was claimed by a violent kiss from that man… unaware that the man she left behind was the ruthless heir of the Greco Empire and powerful billionaire. A man powerful enough to ruin cities with a single word. A man who never lets women near him, Dylan Greco.
When Dylan wakes, the mysterious woman is gone.
“Have you uncovered the identity of the woman last night?”
“Boss, we couldn’t find anything. That woman… must have broken in by accident.”
But he remembers her. And he wants answers.

Escaping into the night, Mia Jones tries to bury the traumatic memory, unaware that the CEO is tearing the city apart to find the mysterious woman with the crescent-shaped scar on her back.
Fate brings them together again when Mia unknowingly takes a job as the therapist for Dylan's autistic son, "Little Shrimp"—a child who instantly connects with her and calls her "Mummy". As Dylan unravels the truth about that dark night, he vows to protect Mia and help her reclaim everything that was stolen from her. But with a manipulative sister, a treacherous family, and deadly enemies lurking in the shadows, will their unexpected bond survive? It's a gripping tale of sweet revenge, hidden secrets, and a romance that could bring an empire to its knees.

Anna Brown has the ability to dream and go to the Moonland, the land of werewolves, and dark creatures. But she wished all her dreams were just like those that everybody has. Yet, her dreams were different. Her dreams weren't colors of rainbows and sunshine, her dreams became her reality, after all, she was a descendant of the Moon Goddess. The last of her bloodline. Nobody knew that she was the daughter of the Moon and Fire. However, Anna was beyond miserable, how fate played her, how she was just a pawn to an ancient war of werewolves. Her fierce visions were her grief untold, and she wished she could show it, she does. But she has to let the long-lost Golden Alpha Harry Camilton in so he can trust him yet, she doesn't know whom to trust and they shattered her hope, lies were told. Would she choose the promise of his love or choose the call of the Moon Goddess?

For five years, Lyka Forth was the invisible force behind billionaire Hollywood icon Sean McGregor. She scheduled his life, anticipated his needs, and quietly hid a hopeless, unrequited love for her boss. She never expected him to look her way, especially not after the tragic car accident that claimed his wife’s life and left his four-year-old son traumatized and mute.
But Sean is drowning. Running on empty from a brutal case of insomnia, he discovers a bizarre secret: the only time his mind quiets is when he’s near Lyka. Desperate to give his son a stable guardian and eager to keep his only source of peace close, Sean offers Lyka a ruthless deal: a contract marriage. Only on paper. No feelings involved.
Forced into close proximity, the icy boundaries of their business arrangement begin to melt into a scorching, slow-burn passion. But between a media frenzy, a toxic manager, and a vengeful ex-girlfriend, their fake life is a battlefield. Just as Sean realizes his vows have become entirely real, a devastating secret about the night of the accident surfaces. The text messages that sent his late wife fleeing to her death came from Lyka’s phone.
Can love survive the ultimate betrayal, or was their marriage doomed from the very first signature?

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT‼️
This story contains themes of BDSM, including elements of dominance and submission, bondage, name-calling kinks (such as terms like "whore"), consensual rough play, and some scenes that involve violence. If these topics could be triggering or uncomfortable for you, I strongly recommend proceeding with caution or choosing a different story.

But if you're into all this delicious chaos—welcome, and get ready for the ride of your life. Things are about to get wild. Enjoy! 😉

Why was I thinking about his lips? Was I really that starved for attention?

I couldn't tear my eyes away. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just the sheer need for something to distract me. But it wasn't just his lips. His jaw was sharp, the muscles of his neck visible beneath the fabric of his shirt. He looked like someone who could make me forget everything.

His voice broke through my thoughts. "Something wrong?"
I blinked, shaking my head, forcing my eyes to pull away from him. "No. Nothing."

I felt his gaze still on me, making me feel like he could see right through all the bullshit I was trying to wear. I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, the heartbreak, or the way he looked at me, but suddenly it didn't feel like a mistake. It felt like something I needed.

Without thinking, I stood, my body moving before my mind could catch up. My heart raced as I stepped closer to him, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion. He was surprised, but I didn't care.
I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down to me, and pressed my lips to his.

He made one mistake—he chose revenge instead of mercy.

Luna’s sharp tongue and careless drunken words should have been harmless. Instead, they mark her as a target for Daimen Blackwell, a billionaire who doesn’t forgive and never forgets.

What begins as punishment turns into possession when he forces her into a contract that binds her to him as his mistress—his rules, his house, his bed.

Luna is naïve in love but not in spirit, and her defiance slowly becomes the one thing Daimen can’t control. Somewhere between power plays and stolen moments, he wins her heart—only to destroy it.

When Daimen betrays her, Luna leaves with nothing but shattered trust. And that’s when he discovers the truth: she is the woman he has been searching for all his life.

This time, the billionaire has nothing left to bargain with.
Only regret. Only groveling. And the hope that love might survive the damage he caused.

To get the only targeted drug for my sister's sudden rare disease flare-up, I knelt before the city's elites in a grease-stained janitor's uniform and barked like a dog. My wife in name only glared at me with absolute disgust, cursing that I was worse than a dog. The chaebol heir even crushed the medicine bottle under his shoe, forcing me into a "no fighting back" death match in the underground black market.

Enduring the agony of broken bones, I survived ten brutal rounds, only to be handed swapped poison and witness a monstrous fire engulf the clinic.

Watching my sister's life-support indicators gradually fade in the sea of flames, and looking at the female doctor whose legs were shattered while trying to protect her, I shed no tears.

I calmly pulled a glass shard from my ribs and took out the black satellite communicator I had kept hidden and sealed away for three years.

"Command received, Supreme Commander."

Tonight, I will make the chaebols of this city completely vanish from the face of the earth.

In my past life, my husband Pietro locked me in a dark basement and tortured me to death. My only crime? I couldn't get pregnant.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the family’s arranged marriage banquet.
Pietro was an illegitimate son, desperate to secure his status through marriage. In my previous life, he chose me—the Godfather's daughter. But this time, he publicly wrapped his arm around my ambitious stepsister, Livia.
Livia had always envied my status. She craved power and desperately wanted to be the Don's wife. Seeing them together, I knew instantly: Pietro had been reborn, too.
Don Ettore laid down the law: Whoever sired a son first would inherit Castel City.
My sister thought she had just been handed a crown.
But she didn't know the truth. The barren one... was Pietro.

My wife is the city's renowned "Community Angel." She donates every single cent of her high salary to the poor, all to buy herself a saintly reputation.
Meanwhile, as her husband, I spend my days rolling beneath cars in a factory, covered in grease, juggling four credit cards just to keep our large family afloat.
My parents-in-law survive on the expensive, imported life-saving meds I pay for, yet they constantly mock me for being a powerless nobody;
My own children attend private schools on my dime, only to look at me with disgust and call me an embarrassment;
And my wife? Dressed in her high-end couture, she looks down at me and condescendingly urges, "For the sake of the poor children, why don't you get another part-time job and just endure it a little longer?"
Looking at this den of parasites sucking the life out of me, a sudden, overwhelming wave of disgust washed over me.
I didn't argue. I silently put away my overdue bills, packed my bags, and completely vanished from this twisted household.
Later, at the highly anticipated Annual Charity Gala, in front of the entire city, I presented her with an ultimate "gift"—

Seven days before the apocalypse, my vampire parents forced me to hand over three million to buy a house for my baby brother in full.

As an actuary, I knew that order would collapse in seven days and the money would become worthless. So I not only readily agreed, but also used their family's records as collateral to raise millions in high-interest loans, building an impregnable, top-secret fortress.

Seven days later, an unexpected change occurred.

The debt-collecting gangs and the endless horde of zombies drove them to the brink of despair. Meanwhile, I sat in a temperature-controlled safe house, sipping freshly ground coffee, calmly watching the cannibalistic karmic retribution unfold on the security camera.

In the apocalypse, there is no family affection, only the probability of survival.

In his eyes, I had always been "understanding." Understanding enough not to fight, not to make scenes, not to ask for status.

He said we couldn't go public now, but it was for our future.

Only later did I realize that his "future" never included me.

He chose power, chose arranged marriage, chose to keep me hidden. When I finally left, he started having regrets, started saying he loved me.

But by then I understood—he wasn't regretting losing me. He panicked because I was no longer obedient, no longer his.

So I never gave him another chance. I turned and walked away.

But that was only the first step.

I chose to let the truth surface at his moment of greatest triumph, to let him taste what it feels like to lose everything.

She came with claws and fire, scent like sin; his wolf didn’t stand a chance. Neither did he.

•••

Brant Paxton has always been the wild one—gorgeous, untamed, and irresistible to everyone. But when Sable Knox returns, everything changes. She’s no longer the sweet girl he remembers. She’s fierce, sexy, and carries a scent that sets his wolf on edge. The heat between them is dangerous. Forbidden. But Brant can’t stay away.

Sable once called the Paxtons her family, but one tragic night tore it all apart. Now she’s back, stronger and smarter, ready to make them pay—especially Brant. But nothing prepares her for the fire that ignites when they’re close. Her wolf wants him. Craves him. And Sable doesn’t know if she’s falling into his arms or into a trap.
As old wounds reopen and passion burns hotter, Brant and Sable must choose: follow the rules or give in to the sin that could ruin them both.

Content Warning: This book contains sexual content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.

I'm two months pregnant with Tristan's baby when Brielle, the woman he'd do anything for, shoves me down the stairs.

She calls it an accident. I lose the baby.

I beg my husband to do something about it. Instead, he shields her and turns it around on me.

"Brielle saved my life in that fire. The whole Merrick family owes her. So drop it."

That debt. Always that debt.

Three years. No matter how many times Brielle humiliates me, degrades me, Tristan only ever has one answer: "I owe her my life."

But the truth about that fire? I'm the only one in the world who knows it.

I tried to tell him once. He laughed in my face. "Adeline, you're so desperate for attention you'd make up something like that?"

So I shut my mouth. Buried the truth. Buried whatever was left of my heart along with it.

The man I trusted with my life just handed my child to the woman who killed them, and called it loyalty.

I'm done.

I pull up the number I blocked three years ago and hit call.

"Dad. I'll take over the company. I'll go through with the engagement to Everett. But I have one condition. I want Tristan and Brielle ruined beyond recovery. Nothing and no one left."

I am Catherine Holloway, CEO of a tech company in Seattle.
It was just an ordinary rainy night. I was driving my Porsche Cayenne toward the airport when a beat-up Ford pickup rear-ended me on the off-ramp.
I never imagined that this seemingly routine accident would drag me into a serial murder case — turning me from a witness into the police's prime suspect.

I screamed as I burned to death while Julian ran past me to save Emma.

His first love. The girl he'd never let go of.

Eight years I spent being the understanding fiancée. The one who smiled through her endless crises. The one who died alone because he chose her panic over my screams.

When I opened my eyes again, I was standing at the altar of St. Patrick's Cathedral. Julian was leaning in, voice low—we needed to pause the ceremony. Emma was having a panic attack at the airport.

Last time, I'd said yes.

Not this time.

I looked at the man I'd died for and smiled.

Then I threw my bouquet at his face.

I turned and walked straight to the man who made Wall Street sweat. Julian's worst enemy.

Victor Kane.

"Go save her," I said. "I need a new groom."

The global freeze descended, and the apocalypse arrived right on cue. I seized all the critical supplies and evacuated first, leaving "the perfect base" behind for the two traitors who backstabbed me. They thought it was heaven, but little did they know that the entire fortress was a precision trap constructed of deception, scarcity, and despair. As the outdoor temperature plummeted to minus eighty degrees, I sat by the window, roasting venison and watching them through high-definition infrared, coldly observing as they lost their humanity in the desperate fight for a single bowl of sawdust.

A ruthless alpha. A stolen omega. A brutal bond.

On her twenty-first birthday, Drea is humiliated in front of everyone.

Troy, heir to Westside’s most powerful Alpha, publicly rejects her. Calls her weak. Insignificant. An omega unworthy of his claim. But before she can even process the sting of betrayal, her world burns.

The Snow Pack invades under the cover of night, led by the cold-blooded Alpha Logan Frost. Their attack is brutal, their conquest swift. Westside is left in ruins. Bloodied. Empty.

Her family. Her friends. Everyone she’s ever loved—slaughtered.

No one survives.

Except her.

Dragged from the wreckage and taken to the Snow Palace, a fortress carved from ice and ruled by fear, Drea finds herself surrounded by enemies. The wolves of the Snow Pack don’t just resent her. They hate her. Desperately. Violently. They want her gone, and they’re not subtle about it.

Now she’s trapped in a world of power and violence, forced to play a dangerous game she never chose.

But Logan doesn’t want her dead.
He wants her for something far more permanent.

To carry his heir. 

Her submission will come at a price… if she survives the danger that waits for her at every turn.

Following the betrayal of her boyfriend and adoptive sister, Vanessa found herself pregnant without any knowledge of her baby's father.
And five years later, she never deterred from her goal of finding her real parents. But her quest was interrupted when she met Alfred Whittaker, the president of G.I conglomerate and the most revered tycoon in the city.
Not only did Alfred claim custody of her baby, but he also wanted her to marry him, to go against every logic she had ever constructed around herself.
And as the path to achieving her dreams became narrower, she was left with no choice but to confront her fears; to marry Alfred.


As Vanessa navigates through life with Alfred, more contending forces stand in her way. What if the answer to her quest lies within his family? And what if those answers will the catalyst for the strength of their bond or its destruction?

Her heart was broken from her childhood. She has no way to find but she fought with every obstacle in her life and reached the goal of her life.

Her life is not a fairy tale. She is not a princess. She is a common girl who faced the wrath of society and was betrayed by the people whom she trusted like her life. But she didn't break though her heart was broken.

When she became the billionaire by achieving her dreams, there happened an incident where she was married without her consent.

She didn't love him. She hates family. She hates bonding. She hates children. She hates everything which is an obstacle to her dreams.

He is a man of his world who married unwantedly. He didn't want to know her heart. He didn't want to heal her. He doesn't care for her because he assumes that she is money minded girl who never know to love.

Will he ever know her heart? Will he ever heals her?
Will she ever loves her husband? Who will play the cupid in their tale? Why do they hate marriage?

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.

When the apocalypse struck, my brother Leo didn't hesitate to choose the offshore sanctuary.
In our past life, faced with a choice between a powerful inland warlord commanding a massive army and a leader clinging to a solitary island, Leo snatched up the first option.
But when a zombie horde overran the mainland and defenses collapsed, he fled to my island for refuge.
Jealous of how well I was surviving the end of the world, he and our parents knocked me unconscious in the dead of night and threw me into the ocean to drown.
Now that I've been reborn, Leo immediately took our parents to the maritime base, leaving the "dangerous" mainland to me.
He thinks the ocean is a natural barrier that guarantees his safety, that he can sit back and relax while the world burns.
But there's one thing he doesn't know.
Zombies aren't just static, mindless walking dead—they evolve.
And when they do, that offshore sanctuary will become a floating hell with no way out.

"Please, don't leave me alone! I want you to be my mommy!"

Twana Murray thought she was just taking in a lost, pitiful four-year-old boy she met on the street. She didn't realize she was stepping right into an adorable, meticulously calculated trap. The child was none other than the hidden heir of the Levis family, and he had just claimed her as his mother.
Enter Zekariah Levis—Slington’s most ruthless, untouchable billionaire, a man notorious for his icy demeanor and complete aversion to women. Plagued by a crippling, incurable insomnia, Zekariah discovers a bizarre miracle: Twana’s voice is the only cure that can bring his tortured mind to rest.
What begins as an accidental encounter quickly spirals into a fierce, all-consuming obsession. Zekariah will stop at nothing to claim what is his. When sleazy investors try to harass her at work, the domineering CEO quietly buys out her entire company just to shield her. When she is nearly attacked in a dark alley, he doesn't just save her life—he orders her entire neighborhood to be illuminated with new streetlights overnight, so she never has to walk in the shadows again.
Despite his overwhelming protection and the little boy's sweet pleas, Twana desperately tries to escape the billionaire's grasp, clinging to her blind loyalty for an overseas boyfriend.
But no one escapes Zekariah Levis. As the web of betrayal around her personal life begins to unravel, Twana is backed into a corner. How long can she resist the billionaire's suffocating possession? And what will happen when the chilling conspiracy of a delivery room from five years ago is finally brought to light?

In the wasteland era, the soil is dead. Whoever can grow food is king.
In my last life, my brother gave me the spore we had nearly died to get, and the two of us awakened plant-growing powers together.
But every grain he grew was full and perfect, and the leader placed him on a pedestal; everything I grew was poisonous, and I was mercilessly cast out as worthless.
It wasn't until I died that I learned the truth: his power was never plant-growing, but transfer.
As long as he had eaten the spore, he could transfer away all the crops I grew.
When I got a second chance, I returned to the very day my so-called brother tried to shove the spore into my mouth.
This time, I slammed into him, knocked the spore to the ground, and crushed it under my foot.

As the extreme cold apocalypse arrives, my most trusted protégé conspires with other shareholders to force me from power. Everyone is watching me become a laughingstock.

Just as I reach the brink of desperation and prepare to sign my resignation, countless scrolling comments suddenly cover my vision.

They're frantically displaying information about the future, such as—in three days, the apocalypse will end...

After ten years of being a "consumable," I performed my final maintenance on the very day Vivian handed my life's work over to someone else. I didn’t argue or resist; I just signed the paperwork with a smile. When the Thorne Tower began to collapse floor by floor due to my final permission error, she finally realized that all the brilliance she boasted of was nothing more than the residual warmth I had fed her. Now, she kneels in the ruins, begging me to turn back time. I only find her voice… annoying.

I was being sold.
I shuddered. Whoever would buy me…
“Raise your number again, and I will rip out your throat.”
Whoever it was, they were violent. I heard a hiss of pain and gasps around the room. Soon after, I was dragged off the stage and down the hall again. Then, I was tossed onto something soft like a bed.
“I’m going to untie you now, okay?”
“You smell so good…” he groaned and placed a hand on my thigh. “What’s your name?”

Staring at the two twins in front of me, I cannot find a word to say.

They even told me about a world beyond my understanding.

“You’re a hybrid. There are things you need to understand about our world before we take you back to the pack. Thousands of years ago, the Old Moon Goddess passed away.”
“When she was alive, we were one large pack, but when she died, we split up. Currently, there are the Black Moon, Blood Moon, and Blue Moon packs. The Blue Moon Pack is the most powerful.”

******Lucy, a hybrid of human and werewolf from White Moon Pack, the second goddess of the moon, the only survivor of the White Moon Pack. She has the power to unify the wolves, and because of her special identity, her parents died at the hands of the alpha of another pack.

He was the strictest Dom, he loved to control women.
She was a free bird and didn't want anybody to control her.

He was into BDSM stuff and she despised it with all her heart.

He was looking for a challenging submissive and she was a perfect match but this girl wasn't ready to accept his offer since she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He had this burning desire to control her because she could be a perfect choice but she was a tough nut to crack. He was getting crazy to make her his submissive, controlling her mind, soul and body.

Will their fate fulfil his desire to control her?

Or will this desire transform into the desire of making her his?

To get your answers dive into the heartwarming and intense journey of the hottest and strictest Master you will ever find and his innocent little butterfly.


"Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass."

He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist.

Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door.

"What the fuck do you think of yourself? You,"

"Shut up." He roared, cutting my words.

He grabbed my wrist again and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and then, with a swift motion he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his.

What is he doing? Chills rushed down my spine.

Destiny comes to us all, but what if that destiny brings you into a world of monsters?

Sometimes, destiny is a bitch, and you have no choice but to ride it out. Majesta has a old soul, that brings her into the world of fantasy. It also brings the love of her life.

Dimitri thought he would never love again, but when his wife died. He happened to meet someone that wasn't what she seemed.

Nix ran from her family, not knowing that she would run right into destiny and the man that was chosen for her.

Willow had loved, been through so many wars, death and yet she still stood. Her love had been killed so long ago that she forgot that Destiny can grab you by the hair and slam you into something you didn't know you wanted.

Destiny is kicking Connell and others in the ass as they find an old Indian body. Little do they know that destiny is about to come and draw blood.

Twin fae children are taken to the fae to live. They know nothing about the world or the destiny that will hunt them down. Almost shattering there bond to one another.

Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible. Noah was the quintessential “It” guy at school—charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson’s best friend and Jessa’s biggest bully. During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin. As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah. Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson’s sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies? Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside.

On my birthday, my husband ditched me for his "innocent" adopted sister, mocking me as a useless housewife. He has no clue that I, Sophia, am actually "Sue"—the legendary designer his company is desperate to recruit!

Fed up, I slammed the divorce papers on the table, ready to crush his arrogance and expose his sister's lies.

But the moment I stopped caring, this icy CEO lost his mind. He pinned me against the wall, his eyes burning with dark obsession: "Sophia, trying to escape? Over my dead body. Tonight, I’ll show you exactly whose wife you are..."

Tia never wanted to marry Adam Black But she had no choice, and he certainly didn’t want her at least not at first. Forced into marriage by his grandmother’s wishes, Adam treated her coldly, harshly, and without mercy, while Tia, gentle and soft-hearted, endured it all.

They both fell in love but will that love last forever??

Watch out for the beautiful story of Adam black And Tia Nelson

A one night stand with a mystery lover made her loose her marriage to her sister. She became pregnant with twins and thought her misery had just began. She left her country and returned four years later with two adorable twins. Her life made a turnaround for good when her sons ran into Mu Tinge, the idol of the business world and the richest man in the country. Lu Jingli wants her back but how does he intends to make Theresa Mo his lost love?

Having three or more mates is just insane, whatever I am.

Fate will show me what's real using more than one extremely attractive and not remotely men. I feel limitless in their presence and it's becoming very addicting.


Orphan Eva Sims put herself through college through sheer grit and determination. She, because of her creativity and curiosity, fell into the perfect career as an investigative journalist for a paranormal magazine. One night, however, after a night of gathering research for an article, she finds herself the center of the story.

Can she accept that immortals exist? What's next? Talking animals? Eva has no clue what fate has planned for her. Will her journey lead to love or death?

Amalie is more special than she ever thought possible. Why would the twenty-two-year-old think any different after she has been told she’s nothing for her whole life by her family? Adoptive mother of a three-year-old, Ama has been locked up by her family for the past seven years. But everything changes when her old friends, the Alpha twins, Markus and Calyx, take over the Moonstone pack. Finding out that the twins are her mates, she is a white wolf, and has a connection to the Moon Goddess, is just icing on the cake of her life is a huge mess. Ama just wants a normal life with her mates and protecting her pup, but life rarely gives us what we want. She is thrust into world that she no longer remembers and has forgotten her. Amalie is charged with protecting those closest to her. But she has her own past to overcome as she heals and attempts to move forward. Will she come out alive or lose herself along the way? After all, someone has to be pulling the strings, why not pull her along for the ride?

I’m Elena. My mother died when I was 10. After that, my dad married my mom’s friend, who was his secretary too.
And now I’m lying on her son’s arm. I never thought he would do it with me. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and singing a song that had previously been recited by Mom. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up slowly.
It was going to be dawn soon. I put my voice down. He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I attempted to loosen his grip.
In anguish, I closed my eyes. My lower back and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently put his head on the seat and smiled at him. I softly called his name, “Paul.”
“You know how much I love you."
“But now it’s irrelevant to me,” I said as I stroked his hair.
“Are you sure you love me?”
“Then you gave me the ability to hurt you, too.”
I kissed him on the lips right after saying. I got out of the car after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn’t feel any pain. The wound on my back had already turned black and crimson. I made my way to my room.
**
Paul Wilson is a boy with paranoid disorder who falls in love with Elena D'souza, who was his childhood friend. But it appears that their fates do not have to be tied together. For various reasons, they begin to break apart. She despises him more than anything else, but Paul desires complete possession of her. Because of his nature, he hurts her, but if someone else harms her, he doesn't hesitate to hurt them as well.

Can his paranoid love overcome the barriers and unite them? Can Elena change him for the better?

“So blood is less like a meal for you than it is a drug trip,” I note, and he rests his hand on my thigh, making my heart clench.

“No, blood is sustenance,” he corrects, “some bland and some flavorful, but your blood,” He leans in closer, finger tracing up the side of my leg, right along the femoral artery. “I was taken to heaven, my soul lit aflame. Pure ecstasy. I wish I could show you.” His eyes scorch my skin, suffusing my cheeks with heat. His fingers are right there between my legs, and I know without a doubt that such ecstasy is well within my reach, no biting required. He can see that desire darkening my gaze, and his smile steadily broadens. “You know, there are ways of enhancing one’s flavor. I normally tease it out for hours before I drink.” He rests his lips against my ear. “Sanguis always tastes best when a woman is in full climax.”


Leah just wanted to make some friends and blow off some steam. She did not expect her night of clubbing to get her kidnapped by a coven of hot, young vampires addicted to her blood. Now she’s a slave, a blood servant in a mansion of beautiful tormentors fighting each other to lay permanent claim to her. She doesn’t need to pick just one. She could have them all if she chose, but the urge to escape and rescue her imprisoned best friend, the man she’s been in love with since grade school, that noble need remains. Even if he could never fully satisfy her needs and fulfill her darkest fantasies the way the others can… It’s too deadly a game, leading them all on, and one of these vampires is bound to overindulge and suck her dry. Though the truth is, she’d enjoy every second of that experience, right up until death.

All my life I've been a hunter, living it loving it and being it I never saw it coming, that I would be killed by my kind and be mated to one of the monsters I kill or being one of those monsters

I open my eyelids slowly but it seems to be heavier than I recall, I try to recall activities of last night but a splitting headache is all I get

"You're awake gorgeous "

I turn to look on recognition of the voice ,I smile it's goofy

" What did you do to me and how did I get here, where's snow?"

He grins from ear to ear

"I'm sorry laura but I had to do this, I turned you"

I raise my brow arching them slightly in confusion he's ever wierd but today something seems off

"What do you mean by that ?"

He moves away from me slowly, as I watch him with more confusion than ever

"I turned you into a vampire "

I Sprint towards him pushing him down, I jump on him with my elbow to his neck, I stare at him full of rage but one thing rings through my brain, KILL HIM!!!

"Lily, listen to me. Every IVF cycle you went through was a lie. James was injecting you with experimental fertility drugs—unapproved, illegal. You were a test subject. The baby… it's not even genetically his."
Her world shatters with those words.
After twenty failed IVF treatments and four years of heartbreak, Lily Collins finally has everything she's ever wanted: she's pregnant with the miracle baby she and her husband James fought so hard for. But the man she married is becoming someone she doesn't recognize—controlling, secretive, and increasingly dangerous.
When James strikes her for the first time, Lily tells herself it's the stress. When he isolates her from friends and monitors her every move, she convinces herself it's concern for the baby. But when she discovers he's been lying about their fertility treatments, she realizes the father of her unborn child might be hiding something far more sinister than she ever imagined.
Meanwhile, across the city...Alpha werewolf Ace Winters has spent years searching for his destined mate. When the bond finally calls to him, leading him to a pregnant woman living in fear, his protective instincts roar to life. But his mate is human, fragile, and already running from one dangerous man. One wrong move could send her fleeing forever. One right move could save her life.
Two men. One woman. A baby caught in between.
As Lily fights to uncover the truth about her husband's deceptions, she has no idea that her salvation might come from the mysterious stranger watching over her or that accepting his protection will thrust her into a world where fairy tales are real. Love can be written in the stars.
But first, she has to survive long enough to discover that monsters don't always look like monsters...And heroes don't always look entirely human.

"He knew my last name before he ever knew what I looked like. It wasn't until it was too late to turn back that I found out why."
Agnes Tremaine arrived in Melbourne with a camera but no backstory in this world. She was meant to document one season. She never realized she was already the blueprint — that the connections, the open doors, and the meticulous arrangements were all built specifically for her, tailored and designed to use her.
Ace had a nine-year revenge in the making. A journalist had destroyed his sister's life and left no fingerprints. Now the man's daughter was standing in his garage with a camera, and Ace had been the one to open the door.
His wolf chooses a mate he never wanted and couldn't shake — not in the paddock, not on the track, not even at 200mph where nothing else had ever followed him before.
For the first time in his life, he couldn't have it all.

"You don't always have to say something, you know that, right?" I said, my voice sounding strange in my ears.
"You need to stop talking down on people just to massage your stupid ego!"
The worst thing about suddenly changing schools is the part where you think it's your chance to begin from the top—take life by the reins and navigate it in the direction you've always wanted. That was what Sydney Walker thought when her boyfriend, Chase Monroe, released private pictures of her right before he left the town.
Then a week after, her father is found dead in the cold rain. She was forced to go live in a whole new city with her family which she barely knew, giving her hope that she could start afresh. But news flash: she's still the same plus size, introverted nerd even in her perfect sister's kind of clothes.
And Tyler Sinclair—Lakeview's golden boy, never called it a day if he didn't remind her that she was three times her sister's size, up to their senior year. But the more he punches her in the guts, the more circumstances around her push her to fight back.
But when? And how would she finally square up to the one boy that toxic part of her secretly wants to see every day? And what about Tyler? Are his insults just mere "tease" or is there something going on in his family that no one else knows about?

"I need you, my baby," he whispered as his tongue touched her naked breast.

Her toes curled up as a ticklish feeling transferred from her body and straight to her brain. Her mouth let out a sweet moan.

She has never felt this good before."I will make your pain go away for a while, bambino." He said as he kissed her face sticking his hand into her panties.

She screamed when she felt his hand inside of her, their eyes locked into each other before their lips met again.

This time, with much ferocity and want than the first kiss but the thrust in and out of her body caused her to stop kissing and grab hold of his shoulder.

"Do you feel better now?" He grunted out and she tried to nod her head.

"No Bambino, you have to be grateful by replying me with words." He said driving deeper into her.

She whimpered, shaking, her legs jelly like and immovable, she tried to make out words with her creamy lips. "I feel…Ahhh." He pinched her left breast and then held it.

"You feel much better now Bambino?" He whispered, sucking her ears now and she was lost. She wasn't in this world anymore.

"Answer me." He said as he pulled out of her and touched her face with his creamy fingers, he drew invisible lines on her rosy cheeks with his wet fingers and stuck his fingers into his mouth. "Hmmm, Bambino, you taste so good."


Amora's life turned topsy turvy down when the powerful and brutal cold billionaire of Venice walks into it. A man filled with a raw taste of need and affection and he offered her what she wanted most in her life. AFFECTION but it came with a price which will cost her a lot more than she would gain. Will she survive being in the billionaire's world or will she be consumed? This book is RATED 18+

Clutching his shirt, I pull him closer, and he smirks, well aware of the effect he has on me. The wetness in my core intensifies with his touch.Realization dawns on me as I hastily push him away, panting heavily. His gaze, dark with lust, looks at me intently.
The wetness beneath me and the pain in my neck subside, but the tingling sparks remain.His overpowering scent and minty breath envelop me. Then he whispers, "Lyra if I slip my finger inside you, I swear you are dripping wet for me. And you say you hate me?"That is the breaking point. Summoning all my strength, I push him away forcefully, slipping out of his grasp.
Lyra fled for her life when falsely accused of poisoning the Alpha. Pursued, she was rescued by Lycan King Kessler, who she realized was her mate. However, he had killed her parents, making her conflicted. To meet her uncle's demands, she pretends loyalty to the Lycan King but faces threats from the Alpha wants her dead. Her uncle insists on her having an heir with the Lycan King.The Lycan King refused to mate with her.Lyra's journey unfolds as she wrestles with these challenges – will she overcome them or succumb to the pressure?

I was the Omega girl no one wanted. I was abandoned as a baby and even my mate rejected me in front of my entire pack, leaving me hurt and humiliated.
Then came the Peace Summit that only happens once every 70 years and I found out that the moon goddess gave me a second chance. Only, it’s not one mate, but two.
Valen Aibek, the sly King of the North, and Darian Callisto, the ruthless King of the South. They have been rivals for a decade but suddenly, they have one thing in common: me. They both claim I’m theirs.
If I choose Valen, the South considers me a traitor. If I stay with Darian, the North invades. The two most powerful men want me and I’m the only thing standing between them and a world war.
How should I choose?

Anne is a special girl, who is young and beautiful. She was neglected by her family as her supposed Stepmother always mistreats her. She always sends Anne away from home to hawk fruits. Anne was deprived of schooling for some years. Until, she miraculously saved the Proprietor of one of the most prestigious schools in the country, "Hillary High School"

There, She was hated by everyone because of her poor family background. She was vulnerable to staying with the rich kids until she met Jeremy. Everything changed after their encounter.
Jeremy is a cute, handsome guy who was sent by his father from the states to further studies at Hillary High School. He hated that he would be staying in Nigeria because he has a feeling of hatred for Nigerians as he saw the country as a dumb country where ugly and clumsy people stay. But, his story and thoughts of Nigerians changed drastically when he met the school Ms. Forbidden, Anne.

Jeremy found himself falling in love with Anne and was ready to do anything to win her heart. Unfortunately, when their love life was about to blossom, an event that tends to destroy their relationship occurred.....

Noelle lives a boring life at the orphanage but everything changes when she becomes 18 and gets selected to be sacrificed to the King of the Sea. The king of the Sea is rumored to be a giant man with no kindness in his heart. Every year he selects an 18-year-old virgin but no one has ever returned. Noelle has no idea why she got picked and what will happen but she sure as hell knows that no one can put out the fire in her heart.

"Sooner or later, you're going to have to face what you feel for us."

We were standing close to each other, and I tried as much as I could to ignore the bond between us.
"You'll either reject us or accept us as your mate, Princess."

Lilian's life had been a nightmare under the tyranny of Alpha Jenkins of Nightstalkers Pack, enduring the role of pack slave and relentless harassment from the Alpha's family, all while plagued by amnesia about her past.

Rescued by Aldrich and Arsenio, the newly appointed Betas of the Werewolf Kingdom, Lilian's true identity is revealed. And what? ! The twins are actually her mates, BOTH?!

Caught in an unexpected romance with the Beta twins, Lilian faces a tumultuous journey of love, war, and duty, with the twins willing to sacrifice everything to protect her.

Will she embrace her destiny or resist the pull of the impossible love triangle?

Secrets, intrigue, love, that's what fills this world, your world, the question in this whole story is how far is it able to go? And why?

"I, Kyle Black, reject you, Skylar Maine, as my mate." He sneered in my face.
"I don't care! Now let go of me!" I knew that he was taken back by my outburst and for a slipt second I thought I saw pain pass through his eyes, but it was immediately gone. Instead he glared at me, and shoved me again.
"How don't you care?! I just rejected you! How aren't you upset?!" He yelled, beginning to crush my shoulder with the amount of pressure he's putting on it.
"Let go of me! I knew that you'd most likely reject me! Now let me go..."
I was finally free. I could finally leave this hell in my life, leaving behind the person who made it hell. But I wasn't completely happy.


Skylar Maine was always bullied in her school for being a nerd. But she dealt with it. Always keeping her head down. Never fighting back.
Now that her brothers are the new Betas they must all leave and visit the Ancient Wolves.
Skylar couldn't be happier. After her Alpha Mate rejected her, she wanted nothing more than to leave. Heck, she didn't even want a mate from the start. Knowing the outcome already.
But when she returns, will she be the same? Will she let people walk all over her again?