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Young Tyler Grant is falsely convicted and imprisoned for three years. He returns home to see his family ruined and tortured in his absence, and his girlfriend marrying the man who jailed him. With newfound abilities he cultivated in prison, Tyler will exact his vengeance and rise to the pinnacle of the world...

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“ Oh god yess, right there, So Good” ,I moaned as he continued torturing me with his mouth and tongue.
“ So fucking sweet Princess ” , He groaned out loud, holding my legs in place.
If I had known the man stalking me and showing up in my home for three weeks was the same man sitting in my cafe Quietly, I would have bolted and left Kensington. When I realized that Caleb gets what he wants I had not choice but to accept it and be his. Lucky as I was. I wasn't the only woman in Kensington that had eyes for him. Every breathing female had a thing for him and we're trying to make him theirs.

Multi billionaire Caleb Cross,sat everyday in the cafe Since he came to Kensington, watching Aria Garcia move around waiting on time to make his move. He was always in the movie and little Ms Garcia was the one thing he desperately want and needed in his crazy life. An ex who is obsessed with him tot hr point of hurting any woman that got close to him ,a business rival that stopped at nothing to be on top . Caleb knew he attracted attention so he stayed quiet never associating with anyone until now.
Aria Garcia, runs her late mother's cafe on Main street. the people of Kensington has no idea that Aria and her partner and Best friend Holly were Millionaires. They created a software company that earned them millions. When Caleb becomes her stalker and she gives in , everyone around them becomes suspicious. Caleb wants to protect Aria bit trouble Finds him in Kensington in the for of his Ex Catherine. Can he keep Aria safe from everyone that's trying to split them up. Will they come out unscathed?.

She was his eyes in the dark.
He called her a fraud the moment the lights came on.
For three years, she hid her identity as the world's top cardiac surgeon to be his wife.
For three years, he whispered another woman's name in his sleep.
Then one day, he drops to his knees—begging the legendary Dr. Lucy to save the woman he truly loves.
He doesn't know Dr. Lucy is the wife he cast aside.
The genius he never recognized.
The woman he broke.
Now the scalpel is in her hands.
And this time, she's the one deciding who gets a second chance.
Who's the imposter now?

Lucas: “You need the money, and I need a wife to shut my grandmother up. We’re a perfect match—don’t overthink it.”
Sophia: “You really know how to sweep a girl off her feet. Where’s the romance?”
Lucas: “I’m offering a solution, not a fairy tale.”
And that's how Sophia Lane got married to the Cruel CEO of Davenport and Co multi billion company, because of money and a burning hope to save her younger brother and selling her happiness as well.
But will she be able to tame the heart of her husband who is dead set on finding the woman Sofia Lang, who saved his grandmother from imminent death, but is unaware that he had already found her.
And when Lucas finds out the truth, can his sincerity be enough to heal the heart of an angel he broke intentionally

Was Bodden cursed the day he was born? Life on the frontier is harsh, leaving little room for mercy, but Richard believes there has to be a better way. Even from an early age, he struggles to find his place in a world where he is neither needed nor wanted, powerless to change his fate. It is only when he meets a knight of renown that he learns what it is to be truly noble. Finally able to control his own destiny, he must choose between his past and the future for the sake of Bodden. Mercerian Tales: The Making of a Man is a story that reveals the inner workings of one of Merceria's greatest nobles, Lord Richard Fitzwilliam, Baron of Bodden. This book is best read in its chronological order, as much of what the young Richard experiences relates directly to Dame Beverly's childhood. Gather some cheese and crackers, and start reading Mercerian Tales: The Making of a Man today!

Sloane Murphy wants to graduate.

When her dissertation supervisor gets changed at the last minute, she calls Sloane’s work ‘academic fluff’. She gives Sloane a one-way ticket to do a practical research on ‘The Psychopathology of Elite Athletes’. What Sloane does not expect is for her image to be plastered all over social media, with people calling her a clout chaser because a man saved her life.

Malik Cross doesn’t care.

When Nike is about to pull out of their 400 million dollar deal with the star because of a club scandal, the Lakers team seeks a solution. A solution that involves him dating—something he never does. Worse off, he’s supposed to date a goody-too-shoes that looks like a librarian.

The two can’t stand each other, and are at each other’s throats majority of the time indoors while they smile for the cameras outdoors.

Slowly, Malik begins to let down his walls, and soon, he realizes that there’s more to life than blondes with big boobs, and her name just starts with an S.

…

“Fuck you.” I poked a finger at one tattooed arm.

His brows bunched up in shock.

“I didn’t know the word ‘fuck’ was in Ms. Goody-Two-Shoes’ dictionary.”

“It’s your need to constantly feed your ego by talking down on me. You think my reason for being in front of the Laker’s complex yesterday had anything to do with wanting a moment with you? Bummer, Malik! Prior to all of this, I didn’t even know who the fuck you were.” I spat, taking a couple of steps away from him,

“I would have thanked you for saving my life, but right now, I’d rather be dead than go through with this.”

He was quiet.

Which was shocking because he always had something to say.

When Alpha Cassius Raventhorn sets out to hunt down the Luna who abandoned him, he never expects to find a dying woman in the deathly forest. She’s broken, bleeding, and wearing a necklace that hides the truth of her blood.

Astoria Vallesteria is the person he has no business with.

A human, fragile, and weak.

Yet the moment he touches her, the mate bond reacts like a curse he never asked for.

But Astoria is not a helpless stray. Beneath her scars lies a power bound by moonlight and prophecy. A power tied to her crescent birthmark she never understood.

And the nights she’s spent suffering under the Blood Moon weren't cursed. It was a sign.

Cassius only wants Roxanna, the Luna he lost.

And Astoria only wants to survive from her Alpha father who terrifies her.
But fate doesn’t give them a choice.

As Cassius’s curse worsens, the truth behind Astoria’s identity begins to unravel.

Liana had the perfect life until her best friend stole her husband and her own family turned their backs on her. Heartbroken and alone, she walked away… then found out she was pregnant.

With no one to trust, she ran to London. She built herself up from nothing. Strong. Smart. Untouchable. A woman no one could break again.

Now she’s back.

Not for love.

For revenge.

She wants her name cleared. She wants the people who hurt her to fall to their knees. And she wants to take everything they thought she would never have again.

But Ethan, her ex-husband, the man who shattered her world, suddenly wants her back. He wants answers. He wants the child he never knew. And he wants Liana in his arms again.

Too late.

Liana didn’t return to be claimed. She came back to burn the lies down… even if Ethan sets fire to her plans, her heart, and the walls she built.

This time, she’s not the one who will lose everything.

The King’s voice sliced through the murmurs of the hall, sharp and commanding. “Who are you?” he demanded, his words leaving no room for hesitation.
I opened my mouth to speak, but Gerald’s voice rang louder, colder, cutting through the room like steel. “Your entertainment for the night,” he declared.
My husband of two years, my supposed protector had betrayed me. He branded my parents, warriors who had fought and bled for his pack, as traitors, leaving their bodies to rot on enemy soil. And now, on the night the Alpha King arrived, he paraded his Beta as his Luna while offering me to the King as nothing more than a plaything.
Cast out of my pack, humiliated, and alone, I soon discovered I carried the King’s child. In a world ruled by war and a King who clearly despised women, survival seemed impossible but I would have to find a way.

My father said an honest man can't run a farm. My brother called me nothing but a burden. My ex-girlfriend dropped her engagement ring into a glass of champagne and handed it back to me. They all thought I was worthless. None of them knew I'd been reborn, and had stockpiled five years' worth of supplies in the cold storage. When the blizzard hit, the walkie-talkie crackled to life. I heard their cries and the unspoken thoughts swirling inside their heads. Really? You're still trying to scheme against me right now?

In my past life, they drained my blood, kicked me off the rooftop, and said, "Waste doesn't deserve to live."

Reborn into the apocalypse, I opened my palm, and seven beams of primal energy pierced the sky. The woman who cried out "the best in the world" to me just ten minutes ago couldn't even produce a spark now. The brother who wore the boots I sewed and called me trash was being chased and bitten by mutants like a stray dog, his leg broken.

They came to me with memories of their past lives, demanding, "Why did you steal our special abilities?"

In front of thousands of people, I unleashed a net of lightning, scorching those who came to block my way. They knelt in the mud, their heads bleeding from kowtowing; Elena covered her mouth, which had been slapped clean, and David trembled on his single leg, leaning on a rusty steel pipe—yet they couldn't even climb over the iron thorns surrounding my tower.

Later, they rotted into a pile of mud in the arena and among the hordes of corpses, and I didn't even look back.

Until a horde of millions of zombies besieged the city, I went out alone with my sword and shattered the zombie king with a single strike.

The entire ruins knelt down.

They thought I had stolen the light.
No. I was just a fire that burned away what should have been garbage.

In my previous life, on the very day of our marking ceremony, my Alpha fiancé met his fated mate at the banquet.
He didn’t break off our engagement. Instead, he chose silence and completed the ceremony with me. He chose to trap me with a twenty-year mate bond.
For twenty years, I fought wars for the Pack, bore him an heir, and ruled the main hall alone as Luna.
Meanwhile, in another Pack’s territory, he spent his entire life with that woman.
Before I died, he told me he was sorry.
But he also blamed me—saying that if I hadn’t insisted on taking the Luna seat, he could have left more completely.
Only then did I realize something cruel. Not only was I never the one he loved, I was also the obstacle to his freedom.
When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of the marking ceremony.
This time, the mate bond had not yet formed, and the mate mark had not yet been sealed.
Whether he would abandon me for his fated mate no longer mattered.
Because this time—
I would never step aside for any Alpha again.

In the wasteland, I earned enough military merit to be awarded two territories by the Alliance: an industrial city and an iron mine in the frozen tundra. In my previous life, my wife's younger brother threw a fit until he got the industrial city, while my wife forced me to take the frozen tundra iron mine instead. While their whole family lived easy in the industrial city, squeezing the workers dry, I was down in the frozen tunnels, struggling to dig ore day after day. Then the acid rain apocalypse came. The industrial city was corroded and brought crashing down by the acid rain, and my wife's family ended up covered in burns and open wounds. Meanwhile, I was doing just fine inside the frozen mine shafts. Out of kindness, I sent people to bring them to my side. I never expected my wife's entire family to turn on me and kill me together. Before I died, I detonated every last stick of dynamite in the mine and dragged them all to hell with me.
But when I opened my eyes again, I was back in the Alliance office where the territories were being assigned. And this time, the first thing I heard was my wife saying, "Shut up! Give the industrial city to your brother-in-law!"

My younger sister, Freya, was preparing for her advanced training in New York the following week, so she dragged me to the dance studio to help her correct her movements. I put on my dance shoes as usual and stood in the center of the floor, ready to demonstrate a turn.

The moment my foot slipped, I didn't even have time to react.

My body hit the ground hard, and the sharp pain from the back of my head nearly made me lose consciousness. I lay on the cold floor, my throat tight, unable to even cry out for help.

When Mother rushed in, she didn't spare me a glance.

She immediately helped Freya up and took her to the hospital. I missed the critical window for treatment and died on the way to the hospital.

I was Ethan Blake's perfect mistress for five years, adhering faithfully to his rules of secrecy and obedience.

I knew his coffee preferences, his pre-meeting anxieties, yet it wasn't until his arranged-marriage partner returned that I understood I was merely a replaceable 'item' in his life plan.

When my mother passed and the pressure of medical bills vanished, I realized for the first time — that contract with its monthly transfers had bought not just my time, but my very right to say 'no' to him.

And now, when I no longer need his money...

This transaction, forged in the name of bondage, will be terminated by me.

I was reborn one year before my husband fell in love with another woman. This time, I successfully took her place and became the idealized figure, the one admired and longed for by my husband and her other suitors.

Lydia, a aspiring journalist, admired the hockey captain of Puck Predators, Jose Bailey, to the depths! He was her idol, her everything until the point he actually invited her on a date!

But things have taken quite a turn when she had a one night stand with the man.

In fact, this man is Levi, Lydia's idol's top rival and her new neighbor!

As Lydia delves deeper into the competitive world of hockey for her coveted interview, her initial bias against Levi and his team begins to melt away. The more she uncovers about Levi's life both on and off the rink, the more she finds herself drawn to the man behind the mask of rivalry. Just when Lydia's heart aligns with her true feelings, ready to take the leap and confess her love, Levi vanishes without a trace.

Will Lydia unravel the mystery of Levi's disappearance? Can Lydia reconcile the man she's come to love with the secrets he's kept hidden?

So after this weird plague, basically all the alphas disappeared. Only a few packs had alpha bloodlines left, so they formed an alliance. Whoever could produce an alpha pup in the younger generation becomes the next pack leader.

I'm Natalia from Moon Stone pack. My dad's the alpha, I've got alpha blood, but I can't shift. So everyone treats me like garbage. My mom died young, dad remarried this beta luna who had Stella, my half-sister who's just a beta but gets treated better than me.

In my past life, at the mating ceremony, Damon picked me. I thought I'd won. Turns out the bastard was actually an omega using black magic to fake being beta. When we mated, we had an omega pup instead of an alpha heir.

What does this piece of shit do? Blames ME. Says I faked my alpha bloodline. Then he kills me and my baby and dumps our bodies with the rogues.

But I'm back. It's the mating ceremony again, except this time Damon's going after Stella instead of me. Which makes me think, did that asshole get reborn too?

I died the day I caught my fiancé cheating.

I had walked in on my cousin and my fiancé, completely naked in the backseat of a brand-new Porsche. It was a car bought with stolen money—embezzled from the estate of my recently deceased grandmother, Margaret.

Panic had set in the moment I discovered them. To stop me from calling the cops, he slammed his foot on the gas.

As a pool of warm blood spread beneath my head, I heard him lying to the first responders: "She’s mentally unstable. She threw herself right in front of the car."

I died exactly like that—labeled a hysterical, suicidal woman.

But just when I thought it was all over, my eyes snapped open.

The hot blood that had just blurred my vision, the shattering agony in my bones—it was all gone.

After Nicholas got engaged, his assistant handed me a plane ticket.

"Leave. Don’t ever show your face in Silverlight City again."

"Otherwise, Mr. Jackson has more than enough ways to ruin you."

All those years I spent by his side, I was admired by everyone, living in the spotlight.

Yet when I finally left, I was reduced to a pitiful, laughable sight.

I said, "Fine."

But that very night, the flight plunged from over thirty thousand feet in the air.

Even if he hated me, I couldn’t look away from him. Even if he called me an imposter, a trickster, all I could think of was how alluring his scent was. Even when he was ready to take my sister’s words over mine, I couldn’t help falling for him.
I wanted him to take me in his arms and tell me that the last few weeks had been a dream after all. That he loved me, as a true mate would. I wanted him to be my Prince Charming. To be my salvation.
But that was not my fate. Goddess forbid if I had anything easy in life!
Sometimes, I truly believed that this mate bond was a curse. Not my being the Stealer.


Callista Leander turned eighteen with hopes of finding her happily ever after. But instead, she was left locked in a tower of a castle, doomed to be married off to her true mate’s feral brother to save him from certain death.

All because of one curse and a conniving sister. Her life was suddenly filled with betrayals and secrets, and in every corner she looked, danger lurked. Now, with the whole world against her. At the mercy of an angry king, her oblivious one true mate, will she make it out alive on the other side?

A ruthless vampire king, a hidden hybrid, and a centuries-old secret ignite a forbidden love amidst a brewing war.

Chained and rejected by my pack, I thought I was just an ordinary werewolf. But the Vampire King's rescue reveals my true nature and a shocking past. Now, as shifters and vampires clash, I must choose between my heritage and my destiny.

Will I surrender to the King's dark desires, or forge my own path? In this world of ancient power struggles, one thing is certain: my blood will decide the fate of all.

When my family went bankrupt, my fiancé teamed up with my best friend and sold me to an underground club to pay off their debts.
To secure an investment, that scumbag handed me over to the most powerful kingmaker on Wall Street.
But the moment the call connected, I froze.
The big shot my cheating ex was groveling to was actually my first love—the man I dumped five years ago because he was poor.
Looking at the smug jerk who still had no idea who he was dealing with, I let out a cold laugh.
A deadly revenge game had just begun.

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.

"Help! Somebody help me! Julian is trying to kill my baby!" I scream at the top of my lungs, bursting into my gender reveal party.

Just minutes ago, Julian was my perfect, doting husband. Then he opens my unborn baby's genetic screening report. The unadulterated ferocity and revulsion simmering in his eyes makes my entire body shake. He grips my arm, demanding I terminate the pregnancy.

I already died once because of that piece of paper. In my past life, they dragged me to a freezing lab, pumped me full of drugs, and murdered my child before locking me in an asylum.

This time, I hide behind the guests. But my parents storm in. After seeing the report, instead of saving me, Dad kicks me squarely in the stomach.

"You shameless little whore," he spits.

They are about to drag me out the back door when two police officers step through the glass doors. The cop hands me the confiscated report.

I look down at the printed words... and finally understand.

Racked by confusion and changes in her body, Diana found herself irresistibly drawn to Andrew. Passion ignited and threatened to consume them both. However, she was unprepared for the reason he had sought her out and the danger that lay ahead. Regardless, sharing a love of conquering their goals, this unlikely pair began to form an unexpected bond that led them to a place neither of them ever expected to be.

Eighteen-year-old Princess Eleanor Anderson has always believed her future was already written·A loving family. A handsome fiancé. A peaceful life within the safety of Namalia—the last human kingdom surrounded by monsters.

But everything changes when the dreaded Bridal Selection returns.

For centuries, the humans of Namalia have survived under a fragile alliance with the Vampire Realm. Every twenty years, a human bride must be offered to the Vampire King in exchange for the kingdom's protection.

This time, the chosen bride comes from Eleanor's family.

And the sacrifice is her twin sister, Maria.

Determined to save Maria from a fate worse than death, Eleanor vows to fight the decision, even if it means standing against her kingdom, its traditions, and the terrifying Vampire King himself.

But before she could save her sister, Maria escaped from the kingdom, leaving Eleanor as her only Substitute.

Now Eleanor is being forced to become the kings fated bride.

"Evelyn Drake, are you truly set on joining the FBI as an undercover agent?"
The senior officer Garrett stared intently at the elegantly dressed woman before him, his gaze laced with inquiry and faint doubt.
It was his occupational habit, even a special knack, to categorize everyone he met into distinct social ranks—and he was exceptionally good at it, never once misjudging anyone.
In his eyes, Evelyn Drake, with her flawless makeup and platinum-blonde hair all the way down to the roots, was far from cut out to be an agent.
He had seen countless such pampered wealthy wives throwing petty tantrums. Most would make a scene at the front desk, only to be coaxed home meekly by their rich husbands soon after.
If such a delicate lady were admitted into the FBI, he suspected even the Kevlar bulletproof vest alone would chafe her soft skin raw.
Lost in these thoughts, Garrett let out a disdainful chuckle, his tone brimming with scorn. "Are you really sure? You'd give up your lavish lifestyle to become an FBI agent?"
Sensing his contempt, Evelyn took off her expensive wristwatch and slipped it into her handbag, then nodded firmly at him. "I am absolutely certain."

Six years ago, Evelyn White caught her husband Arthur Collins cheating, then left his mansion—pregnant and unseen. Now she’s back as Eve, a top artist, with two genius twins. At her exhibition, the kids yell “Mommy”… and Arthur’s world breaks. He’s obsessed with dragging her (and the kids he never knew) back. She just wants to paint and protect her family. But as their past’s lies unravel, escaping him means fighting for more than just freedom.

Daphne Anderson has always longed for genuine love, whatever the form. She searched for it in her father and his horrid second wife even after her mother’s demise. Temporarily, she had found a sort of true love with her fiancé, until everything shattered when she caught him cheating.
Barely a week after the shocking discovery, she is presented with news of her father’s failing business – debts that ran into millions, failed investments and an impending bank foreclosure. The proposed solution was getting married to some Mysterious billionaire.
It was such a ridiculous offer - one that she would’ve tossed in the bin, if she were in her right senses. But being fresh out of a nasty breakup and her father’s sudden poor heart conditions, she flings caution to the wind and serves herself up as the ‘sacrificial bride’, especially if it’d stop everyone from breathing down her neck.
Daphne finds herself trapped in a web of family secrets, shocking revelations - and newfound desires… She has to make choices that will determine the pathway of her life. Will she find the strength to break free from the suffocating expectations and forge her own path? only hoping the sun doesn’t set on her fate yet? as time can be her greatest ally or foe.

'Stefano, you don't have a say in who I date."

'I do when it concerns your safety."

'Since when did you care about my safety?"

'Since the day you walked into my life," Stefano says, shocking me to the bone.

Andrea Lopez is a beautiful woman with a wonderful life.

Andrea has everything but the one thing she desires most, Love.

All she has ever received from Love is pain in return. There is no love in her life, but everything changes when she takes a trip to Italy.

She reunites with her first Love, Stefano Costanzo, a cold, ruthless man who hates Love.

He would rather pull his heart out of his body than feel Love, but for how long will he hate Love?

Will the cold, ruthless man allow himself to love again, or will our Andrea never find Love?

As a housewife, I never forgot a single milestone: every wedding anniversary, my husband’s 7th career anniversary, and the birthdays of my husband and daughter. Yet, my own birthday was always ignored. Both my husband and daughter only cared about that outsider woman. Finally, one day, I chose to walk away and revive my vintage shop business. Now... they are the ones filled with regret.

My brother Miles blames me for our parents' deaths.
So he chose to adopt the deaf Vivian instead of keeping me.
Later, I met Sullivan.
He gave me a grand confession. He chose me, resolutely.
He also said I hired someone to assault Vivian—that I didn't deserve sympathy.
Five years after being cast out of my family, a dismembered female body was found inside a carnival mascot costume.
Miles, now a police officer, led the investigation. Sullivan, now a forensic pathologist, performed the autopsy.
They saw the bloodstained hearing aid and immediately called Vivian.
"I'm fine. I just saw the news—some big case. Should we tell Sis to be careful too? What if something happens to her?"
They refused, almost in unison.
"The moment she killed our parents, she stopped being my sister."
"She was jealous of you. She did too many terrible things. If she's dead, she had it coming."
My soul hovered in the air, watching them. I laughed until I cried.
But when they found out the victim was me—
Why did they both go mad?

It was six years ago when they met and got separated for reasons still unknown to her. Now that she's on the path of making her own name and taking back what's rightfully hers, she might again need his assistance. Will she strike a deal with him again? Will she put her trust again on the man who had once betrayed and left her without saying anything? Will she take the risk of going over it again for the sake of her long planned goal?

Seven years ago, Chloe was driven away from the Blackthorn Pack for being a wolfless girl, forced to abandon her fated mate, the noble and disciplined Tristan Adams. Now an independent architect, she returns to the ominous Blackthorn Manor as the girlfriend of Ethan Moore—Tristan’s fiercely possessive and emotionally unstable younger brother. The moment Chloe steps inside, the cold and aristocratic Alpha recognizes his lost mate, his inner silver-gray wolf pushing past his refined restraint into a dark, obsessive jealousy.
To keep her trapped by his side, Tristan uses his immense corporate power to force her company into a predatory multi-billion-dollar contract based on a college dream they once shared. While Ethan clings to Chloe as his emotional anchor to keep his own unstable black wolf from snapping, Tristan relentlessly breaks down her defenses behind a secret bedroom door and a one-way glass wall. Caught in a nerve-wracking web of hidden truths and near-discoveries, Chloe tries to protect Ethan's fragile mental state while drowning in the irresistible magnetic pull of her first love. Every hesitation she makes pushes the two brothers deeper into a dangerous rivalry, unaware that a powerful, ancient white wolf is quietly waiting to awaken inside her.

At her engagement party, her fiancé had betrayed her.She announced she wanted to take revenge on her fiancé.


A man's icy lips covered hers as he devoured her, giving her temporary respite from the heat. She reached out and flung her arms around his neck, sucking his lips greedily.

Loud moans and pants soon resounded around the room. Their shadows on the wall opposite overlapped with a burning passion.

As the light was dim, Charlotte couldn't see the man's face clearly. The only thing that occurred to her was how beastly he was in bed. He savagely took her until dawn.

Do you want to touch it?"

Princess Katrinetta gasped and nodded, her hand reaching out to stroke him.

He shifted on top of her, coming up onto his elbows so that she was straddled beneath him. His hips were wide, and the powerful muscles beneath her hands had her yearning for him more than ever. She rocked her lower body up in an attempt to meet him, never dreaming her fist time would be like this!


Why choose just one man when she can have them all?

Cassius is strong and bold.
Jate is passionate and loyal.
Reeve is mysterious and brave.
And then there's Eliason... the man she's loved since she was a young teen.
How can she pick just one?

Princess Katrinetta will be queen of Yewforia one day. At the age of 21, embarks upon her Choosing, a time when Representatives from every realm will travel to Castle Wrenbrook to prove to the princess they are worthy of her love. But as Kit gets to know the men, she realizes it will be impossible for her to only choose one of them to rule Yewforia with her.

When she discovers that her mother, Queen Rona, isn't just cruel to her, she's mistreating the citizens of the land, Kit and her men work together to stop her mother and her sinister plan.

Will Kit's plans to keep all seven of the men she loves and still become queen work?

Full of steamy bedroom scenes, Realm of the Chosen: A Reverse Harem Romance, is for mature readers.

The year is 1924. The air in Willow Lane is thick with the scent of red dirt, old secrets, and a storm that has been brewing for a thousand years.

Cassia Marlowe is a woman of the lens, capturing a world that is slowly fading. But when she meets Evan Cole, a man with a violin that speaks to the moon and a past shrouded in shadow, her quiet life shatters.

What starts as a forbidden romance between a photographer and a mysterious musician quickly unearths a truth buried beneath the roots of the Great Oak. In a valley ruled by the powerful and ruthless Board, a biological curse is waking up. Every secret Cassia solves only peels back the mask of a much larger conspiracy, a bloodline war that stretches back to the dawn of the peaks.

Evan is changing. The woods are watching. And the man Cassia loves may be the very beast she’s been taught to fear.

In a world of silver-plated lies and ancient hunger, can their love survive the turning of the moon? Or will they both become casualties of a war that has waited ten centuries to claim its final prize?

One choice.
One bite.
One thousand years of secrets.

My heat hit me in the middle of my own engagement party to a man who kills Omegas.
The air in the ballroom was suffocating, filled with the scent of expensive wine and predatory Alphas. I felt the familiar, terrifying burn start low in my stomach. My suppressants were failing. I am an Omega pretending to be a Beta, and my fiancé, Reign Montgomery, is a powerful Enigma who believes Omegas are nothing but weak whores.
I rushed to the restroom, locking myself in, praying the scent wouldn't leak. My hands shook as I dialed for help, but the door handle turned. Reign stood there. He didn't look at my face; he grabbed my wrist, pulling it to his nose, inhaling deeply. His dark, soulless eyes bore into mine. "You smell different," he whispered, his voice dangerously low. If he finds out what I really am, I’m dead.


Reign Montgomery promised himself he’d never get involved with an omega. Not romantically, not physically, not even by accident. He doesn’t trust them, doesn’t want them, and refuses to let anyone become a weakness.
Soren Fox has lived his whole life making sure no one ever learns what he truly is. An omega pretending to be a Beta, fighting in underground rings just to survive and keep his sister alive.
But one contract drags them into a dangerous partnership of lies, heat, and power, and when Soren is kidnapped, Reign realizes too late that the omega he never wanted has become the one person he can’t live without.

“I will call you, and you will come, everytime. If I want you on your knees, you get on your knees. If I want you on the bed, you get on the fucking bed. You belong to me. You are my pet. Mine. You said you would do anything to live? This is what it will cost. I am a very dangerous man with dangerous enemies, and friends. You do what I want and I let you be. You tell me no, and I shatter your jaw. Do you fucking understand me?” He snarls, waving his gun in the air.

I don’t understand but I nod still. “Okay.”

“You have a very skilful mouth. If I catch you fucking around, I’ll make you beg for death. You belong to Nathaniel Bianchi. Don’t ever forget that.” He seethes, and I nod.

“Yes, I belong to you.”

I don’t want to belong to him, but I want to live, and if this is the price to pay, then I will.


Asher witnessed what he shouldn’t have. A murder that shattered his world. Nathaniel Bianchi is a Don on a mission. For over a decade, he has hunted the people responsible for his parents’ deaths, and now that search has led him to Asher Donovan, an innocent chef he is determined to claim and to taint. To survive, Asher agrees to do whatever Nathaniel demands. He doesn’t expect to become Nathaniel’s possession, his pet, but there is no turning back. Boundaries blur, and what begins as control and desire quickly spirals into something deeper, something more dangerous than either of them anticipated.

Both men carry demons, Nathaniel’s are dark and lethal, Asher’s are buried and raw, but they are willing to fight for a chance at each other.

Warning🔞🔞🔞: This story contains a lot of explicit violence, foul language, and gore scenes, which are strictly not for readers under 18.
“Six months! Within six months, I will make you want me so much that you will not be able to breathe without me,” he said as he kissed her earlobe while he straddled her on his lap.
“You are wrong; in six months I will have people dropping flowers in your coffin as they bid you farewell after I have driven a bullet into your head.” Scarlett rasped as she stifled a moan trying to escape her mouth.
“Then it's a bet, but I know fate will work in my favor.”
“No, fate will work in mine,” Scarlett blurted as she tried to pick up the gun by his side, but he yanked it off her hand as he locked his lips with hers.


Scarlett Kendrick lost her family at the hands of Logan Russo, a deadly mafia lord, and she swore on her parents' lives that she would avenge them if that was the only thing she could do, but her uncle ran into trouble, and she was used as a collateral bride to a gang boss.
But on her wedding day, as she made to escape the wedding, she was kidnapped by her sworn enemy, with no escape route, but had to agree to a game with him. A game that needed six months.
He only asked for six months; he wanted her to be by his side for six months, and if she didn't fall in love with him, he would let her go, but Scarlett challenged him instead. She would get him killed in six months and not fall in love.
Would any one of them have their wish granted in six months?

It was my con to end all cons. Three billionaire brothers looking for a surrogate.
All I needed was just one of them to choose me.
I never imagined it would be all three.
My name is Memphis King, and I’m a trailer park princess, but my thick-with-manure surrogacy application would suggest otherwise. Rich-blooded debutante. Yale graduate. Tennis champion. Yeah, right.
The truth is I have one brother in jail, another brother in rehab, and my con-artist ex just took off with all my money. I didn’t want to play this grift, but my ex left me no choice…
To say I was a little shocked when the gorgeous AF Remington brothers wanted to hire me as their surrogate, would be like saying the sun is a little warm up close. And I was about to be engulfed in flames…
Especially, when the brothers asked me if I wanted to do the job the old-fashioned way…
There’s Remington, the chief executive hunk. Driven by power, I love the way he makes me submit.
Wells is a sensitive and caring doctor, who is determined to examine every inch of my body.
And then there’s Boone the tortured artist. He loves to paint me like one of his French girls. And when he looks at me, I feel like my ship is about to sink.
I know the game is over the second they find out I’m not their Ivy league queen with impeccable baby-making genes. But these playboys have their secrets too…
Turns out, I might not be the only one running a con here.

Imagine enduring three years of humiliation at the hands of a woman for whom you sacrificed everything. After catching his wife in bed with another man, right in their matrimonial home, Davis deeply regretted selling his house and depleting his savings to cover her surgery costs three years ago when she was diagnosed with a rare ailment.

His misfortune doubled when he lost his job shortly after and had to move into his wife's parents' house. There, Davis endured countless humiliations as he struggled with unemployment and financial difficulties. In the middle of the night, his wife sent him packing with just a suitcase and an empty pocket.

That very night, Davis encountered a mysterious man who bestowed upon him an equally mysterious ring. With this ring, Davis discovered an extraordinary ability: the power to read minds. Soon after, he crossed paths with a terminally ill trillionaire and struck a unique deal.

For three months, Davis became the contracted husband of the dying trillionaire, with the promise of inheriting 60% of her vast wealth and assets upon her eventual passing from cancer.

Now, Davis is back, stronger, wealthier, and armed with the remarkable ability to read minds. His primary goal? To exact revenge on everyone who once made him feel inferior, starting with Madeline and her family.

Alpha Adonis finally found his mate after waiting for seven years. Alpha Adonis is beyond happy except there are two problems;
His mate Alex is the son of the Hunter lord terrorizing Alpha Adonis’ pack.
Secondly; An Alpha with a human Mate is seen as weak and unacceptable. As much as Alpha Adonis wish to reject Alex as his mate, he can’t because he promised his mother on her dying bed that he will only be mated to his destined mate.
Alpha Adonis have no choice than to fight the hunters and also convince the werewolf council to accept Alex as his mate. Will Alpha Adonis be able to accomplish all this or will it be the cause of his downfall? Find out more as you read…

To save my sister, my husband carved open my chest with his ice blade and ripped out my phoenix heartblood.
He doesn't know the true phoenix bloodline runs through my veins, not hers. Doesn't know I was the one who threw myself into the abyss to pull him from death's grasp.
He doesn't know I am the First Phoenix—the Fire God who descended from the celestial realm for one purpose: to survive this mortal trial.
After my body crumbles to ash, when he finally watches the truth unfold in that memory crystal, madness will consume him. He'll prostrate himself before my fading remnant and beat his head bloody against the stone.
But the divine grant no mercy to betrayers.

At night, it was already midnight when Asher came home from dinner.

He knew that Nora would come to The Howe family today. His grandpa Howard had asked Asher to meet Nora, but he refused on the grounds of work. He was not interested in this fiancee at all, and the engagement would be broken sooner or later

After returning to the room, Asher took a bath and went to sleep.

Probably because he drank a little too much tonight, Asher didn't realize there were other women in the room until he lay down.

He was slightly stunned. In the darkness, Asher could not see the woman's face. She turned over and hugged him. The girl murmured, "Good bear, don't make any noise. Just sleep."

Asher was frozen.

The woman had a very familiar smell, the same as that person...

Probably because of the alcohol, Asher didn't move, lying down with Nora and falling asleep.

For five years, Clara Bennett has been Eugene Collins's legal wife—but never his partner, never his love. Branded a homewrecker and treated as a pawn in a family power play, she's endured silence, coldness, and humiliation. When Eugene forces her into an egg retrieval procedure—without anesthesia—to produce a child he doesn't even want, Clara reaches her breaking point.
His cruelty is unrelenting. His mistress mocks her. And even in front of her, he flaunts betrayal like a badge of pride. But when Clara's broken heart brings her to the edge—literally—a single moment stands between life and death.
This isn't just a story about a loveless marriage.
It's about a woman who gave everything, lost everything, and must now decide: stay shattered for the man who destroyed her, or rise—for herself and the life growing inside her.
In the ruins of heartbreak, Clara may find the strength to fight back.

I suffered from a severe congenital heart defect.

And my mother, Jamie, had terminal bone cancer.

My family was not a happy one. It marked the third year since my father, Nelson, had openly and unapologetically betrayed their marriage.

That morning, my mother swallowed a handful of painkillers and forced herself to stand up from her wheelchair.

She asked her best friend, Zoey, who was also my attending physician, to forge a medical report.

Zoey trembled with anger, her tears dropping heavily onto the paper.

"Jamie, are you crazy? Your bones are being eaten away by cancer cells every single day. You're in so much pain you bang your head against the wall all night. Why would you fake a clean bill of health?"

"Do you think that bastard Nelson will change his mind and come back to you just because you pretend to be healthy?"

It's fall break, and Mom and my sister Della Sinclair are visiting me at St. Julian's Academy.

The South Campus Arctic Biome is a landmark the Sinclair family funded years ago. It's filled with the rare arctic flowers Mom and Della have always loved. Every single time they visit, they have to go in.

That's when Kiley Croft, the girl Fletcher Waverly grew up with, pulls what she calls "a little prank." While no one's paying attention, she locks the door from the outside panel and pushes the temperature controls to maximum.

The people inside are trapped. They burn to death.

Kiley runs to Fletcher in tears, and instead of calling 911, he pulls her close and tells her:

"Hey. It's okay. It was an accident. This isn't on you."

He doesn't call me until the fire trucks show up.

"Blythe, the biome caught fire. Your mom and your sister are trapped inside."

I spin around.

Della is right next to me, sniffling and complaining about her cold. Mom is passing her tissues.

They're both completely fine.

Then who the hell is in there?