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Maturity- Sexual Content, Foul Language, Violence.

Micaiah was strong, hard-headed, outspoken, but she protected those she cared about. Bad things happened in the past but she only told those she cared deeply for and earned her trust. She wanted to leave it where it was in the past.

what happens when the past comes full circle and she must face the one person she never wanted to disappoint ever in her life?


Makiyah was a badass that's for sure never one to back down or bow to anyone. What happens when she crosses paths with the one thing she was scared of to find her mate who has been looking for her for years? Will she accept him or will she run?

When wolfsbane burned through my veins, I heard my alpha say: "Save Yvonne first."

He said I was strong enough. I could wait.

So he gave the only antidote to the omega and left me dying.

Three months ago, Mason rescued her from rogues. "She reminds me of you when you were younger," he said.

I chose to believe him. To trust our fated bond, to dismiss the pack's whispers as paranoia. Even when he spent more and more time with her in his office. Even when he started treating her the way he used to treat me, gently organizing her papers, patiently correcting her words.

Now he almost killed me.

When I finally crawl out of bed, it's my turn to fight back.

When the Grand Duke, my contract master, noticed I hadn't submitted a requisition for magical resources in five days, he assumed I had finally learned to be a proper exclusive priestess. In a rare display of mercy, he ignited the communication crystal:

"I have arranged to resume your brother's treatments in the infirmary. Behave yourself from now on, and stop fabricating excuses to demand high-tier spirit stones."

"I know it isn't easy for someone from your dependent background, but the resources of my estate are not so easily scammed."

But what he didn't know was that five days ago, my brother had already died from a tragic magic riot.

Now that my brother is gone, it is time for me to leave as well.

In the terminal stage of cancer, my only life-saving chemotherapy opportunity was bought out by Patrick for Laura, who only had early-stage cancer.

I gave up the treatment plan that doctors said could save my life and swallowed strong pain-blocking medication. The consequence was organ failure and death within three days.

During these three days, I gave up everything.

When I gave all my hard-earned achievements to Laura, my parents smiled with relief.

When Patrick presented the divorce papers and I signed them readily, he sighed and said I was very sensible.

When I pushed Anna to call Laura "mom," she said excitedly that mommy was the best.

Even when I transferred all my properties and assets to Laura, they didn't notice anything wrong.

They just looked at me with relief and said: "Our sensible Flora has finally come back."

But I'm also curious - after I die, will they ever think of me?

My six-year-old daughter Emily blurted, "I'm getting a new mommy!" while my son Jacob smirked.

"Oh my God, Nate—your sister? Pregnant with your kid? You sick bastard!" I screamed across the restaurant, my voice cracking like thunder as heads snapped around.

For eight years, I'd slaved like a nanny in our home—cooking, cleaning, raising Jacob and Emily—while he dismissed me as worthless. My own kids sneered, calling me lazy and saying I'd never measure up to their Aunt Chloe. Even his venomous mother Barbara spat insults, grinding me under her heel like dirt. Betrayed by them all, I finally snapped.

Little did they know, my mom's $100 million inheritance unlocked the second I divorced that cheat. From doormat wife to billionaire, I rose—exposing their lies, reclaiming my life.

Game over, asshole. Time to watch you beg.

I was reborn on the day we had to choose our mates.

I could clearly hear my sister Sera's thoughts: "This time I won't choose wrong. Let Lyra suffer with that cold Alpha."

Then she couldn't wait to choose my past life's husband—the gentle Beta Damon.

While I had to marry the cold Alpha Kane.

Her inner celebration was deafening: "Perfect! Now my sister can suffer with that heartless guy while I finally get to live the pampered Luna life!"

I couldn't help but want to laugh. If only she knew the true face of my "gentle husband" from my past life.

In my previous life, an endless polar night and frost-laden corpse tide swept through the entire city.
My wife and I took in her mother and younger brother out of familial obligation,
But when monsters attacked, they locked us outside the shelter and we were torn apart alive.
Opening my eyes again, there are only seven days until doomsday arrives.
My wife and I have reached a consensus—to hell with blood being thicker than water!
This time, we will build an icy tomb for them with our own hands at the highest point of this city.

Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary.
When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan.
Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city.
She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club.
Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them?

For the sake of his first love, Sebastian Richards trampled on the wife who had been by his side for four years.
He mocked her for being cold and uninteresting, pushing her away with his own hands.
Watching her leave in desolation, he thought he'd only lost a dull shadow.
Until the moment they met again, he saw the radiant woman before him.
She had shed her rigid facade, her eyes now full of allure, becoming a prized gem chased by countless elites.
Even the aloof Vincent Fox only showed a smile for her.
That moment, jealousy turned him into a ridiculous madman.
Night after night, he stood guard outside her door, offering checks and presenting jewels, wishing he could open his chest to prove his sincerity.
Until she walked away, arm in arm with another man, without looking back.
Only then did he realize he had completely lost her...

“Gabriel Bryce, how can you stand being so shameless?” Leonica asked, staring daggers at her atrocious husband and his mistress. “This is the house gifted to my by grandmother, yet you dare bring another woman into it? Aren’t you afraid that grandmother would be disappointed with you actions…?”
Leonica’s words remained unfinished as an enraged Gabriel swung his hand through the air, smacking his palm clean on her left cheek.
Leonica held her throbbing cheek, eyes wide and teary as she stared at her husband who glared down at her ferociously.
“The nerves of you to mention my grandmother. You have no right to do so!” He spat, taking a step forward and jabbing his index finger painfully into her shoulder, making her take several steps back. “Bare this in mind, Leonica Romero, if not for the wishes of my late grandmother, I’d much rather be dead than associate myself with somebody like you.”
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Leonica Romero has always had a long time crush on Gabriel Bryce, CEO of Bryce Empire and Norway’s Business tyrant. Fortunately, at the request of his Ill grandmother, her family’s long time friend, Leonica gets the chance to marry her beloved.
Feeling elated, she abandoned her position and dream job in the Romero household and becomes a humble housewife for Gabriel. However, Three years later, on the day of Gabriel’s grandmother’s funeral, Leonica is stunned speechless when he demands for a divorce, as his ex girlfriend Angelina Fernandez had suddenly returned, proclaiming her undying love for him.
But that wasn’t the only shock Leonica received that day. Hours after Gabriel’s declaration for a divorce, Leonica wakes up in the hospital to a shocking news.
She was two months pregnant.
And Gabriel knew nothing about this!

For three years, she was known as the barren Luna, the Alpha's mate. But when she discovers she's pregnant, her heart swells with joy, eager to share the news. Just as she prepares to reveal her secret, Alpha Xavier drops a bombshell: he’s in love with her half-sister and wants a divorce!

“Alpha Xavier, step out of that limo and face me! Don’t hide like a coward!” she challenges, her voice fierce and unwavering.

“What do you want now? Money?” he replies, indifferent and dismissive, avoiding her gaze.

With a smirk, she retorts, “Living among humans has dulled your senses. Those papers only split assets. We’re werewolves, remember?”

Confusion flickers in his eyes as he struggles to grasp her words.

Before he can react, she declares, “Right here, right now, I’m breaking our mating bond, Alpha Xavier.”

A sharp pain pierces his chest—he never imagined she would take not just his heart, but his very essence.

When my son was hospitalized with a high fever, Henry Harding was with his ex-lover—a final betrayal that shattered what little remained of our marriage.
The pain of my unwed pregnancy is a wound I can never speak of, as the child's father vanished without a trace. Just as I was about to take my own life, Henry swooped in, offering me a home and vowing to treat my fatherless child as his own.
I've always been grateful to him for saving me that day, which is why I've endured the humiliation of this lopsided marriage for so long.
But everything changed when his former flame, Isabella Scott, returned.
Now, I'm ready to sign the divorce papers, but Henry demands ten million dollars as the price of my freedom—a sum I could never hope to scrape together.
I looked him in the eye and said coldly, "Ten million dollars to buy your heart."
Henry, the most powerful heir on Wall Street, is a former heart patient. He'll never suspect that his so-called shameful ex-wife orchestrated the heart beating in his chest.

"What the hell is this?! You were supposed to be dead five years ago, Olivia!" Hunter snarled, his rage sharper than any blade.
Olivia froze, her daughter’s tiny hand gripping hers. His words cut deeper than the accident that almost took her life. That night, the truth became undeniable—her husband had never loved her. He had only wished she stayed dead.
Once, Olivia Grace gave everything for Hunter Jackson. In return, she was humiliated at his birthday party, branded as nothing more than a maid, and abandoned when she needed him most. That night, she left him behind. Soon after, she discovered she was pregnant… only to face threats, captivity, and a car crash that left the world believing she was gone forever.
But Olivia didn’t die. She returned five years later, stronger than ever, with her daughter by her side—and with one goal: to reclaim her home, her dignity, and her life.
Now, the woman they thought was erased has come back for everything they stole. But in a world ruled by betrayal, blood, and power—who will truly have the last laugh?

“We are divorced, Adams.” She sighed and wanted to walk away, but he held her.

“It doesn't matter.” He answered, his voice laced with determination.

“I don't love you anymore.”

“That doesn't matter either. What matters is that I want you, and there's nothing you or anyone can do about it.”


Alicia's life has been a series of ups and downs. She suffered abuse from her husband and his family because she couldn't give him a child. She thought she had seen it all, but not until the day she returned home only to receive the divorce papers from her husband's parents. She pleaded with them, but was met with deaf ears, and so she signed the documents and left.

Little did anyone know that she was pregnant.

She returned six years later with her baby girl only to find her Ex-husband craving her once more.

How will she take this, and what other surprises does fate have in stock for her?

On their third wedding anniversary, Ava's life takes a heartbreaking turn when she discovers her husband's shocking betrayal: he’s been having an affair with her stepsister, Autumn. Devastated and feeling lost, Ava realizes the love she gave him was met with betrayal and deceit.
Now pregnant and facing heartbreak, she decides to file for divorce. Just when she thinks she can finally move on, Jerome, her ex-husband, returns, begging for a second chance and claiming he was just a pawn in Autumn's cruel game. Will Ava take a leap of faith and give love another shot, or is it time to close the door on the past for good?

Kerri Coleman thought her worst nightmare was divorcing Liam Tate - Hollywood's hottest actor and the man she loved in secret.
But when she exposed their hidden marriage, the world didn't crown her his wife... it crucified her as his scandal. Betrayed, penniless, and hunted by Liam's furious fans, she had nowhere left to turn.
Until she met him.
Arlo Frantz. Infamous mafia boss. The man who claimed he could give her back everything she lost. Fame. Power. Revenge.
But his price wasn't money.
It was marriage.
Now, Kerri must decide: will she risk falling into another dangerous union just to destroy the man who ruined her... or will she lose herself to the devil who wants to own her heart?

Halfway through my wedding, five months pregnant in a custom gown, waiting to say "I do."
A woman stood up and stopped everything.
"I'm so moved seeing you both live in the house I designed." She raised her champagne, smiling like she owned the place. "The architecture, the interiors, the gardens—all mine."
My fiancé Dorian didn't even explain. Just helped her out, left me standing there in front of a hundred guests.
That's when it hit me: I'd been living in his ex-girlfriend's custom-built dream house for three years.
I found the blueprints later. Every page in her handwriting: "S loves morning light," "island height for S," "bathtub sized for two."
Date stamp: March 2019—a year before we met.
I confronted him. He shoved me, impatient.
I fell down the stairs. Lost the baby.
He was in the hospital hallway on his phone: "Don't worry, I'm coming over. We can't let rumors destroy Seraphina's career."
I lay there touching my empty stomach, and something clicked.
I was going to take that house back. Then tear it down myself.
Brick by brick. Smash it all.

Three years ago, in that deadly barrier, I carved out half my progenitor heart and dragged Theron back from death's door. The wound on my back has never healed.
I thought it was a soul blood pact—bound in life and death. Then Samaela appeared, that fragile human with barely a century to live, and it all became a joke.
He believed her lies. Swallowed every word about how I'd murdered her parents in cold blood.
For that pathetic creature who couldn't even bear sunlight, my carefully groomed blood vassal sawed off my pureblooded wings, ripped out my progenitor fangs with his bare hands, and threw me into the Silver Cathedral.
Three years. Nailed to a cross with pure silver chains, I endured concentrated UV rays and holy water burning through me day and night.
Everyone waited for me to go mad, to beg, or turn to ash. I didn't.
Listening to their wedding bells toll outside, I simply watched—in the silence of my flesh charring and regenerating—as the silver light on my chains fractured inch by inch.
Then I tore out the silver spikes embedded in my rotting flesh, dragged my bleeding wreck of a body forward, and kicked open the doors to the Crimson Blood Moon Gala's hall.
Theron had forgotten one forbidden clause in the blood pact: The oathbreaker's life belongs not to the gods, but to me.

Melia Bournemouth thought she had lost everything when her father died and a tragic accident left her in a wheelchair.

Her only comfort was her devoted husband, Mathew. But when Melia discovers Mathew is secretly liquidating her last remaining assets to build a life with his pregnant mistress, her grief turns into cold, hard rage.

Desperate for retribution, Melia turns to the only man Mathew fears: Illya Cosgrave, a ruthless and dangerous billionaire with a dark reputation. But as they plot to dismantle Mathew’s empire from the shadows, Melia realizes Illya isn't just a weapon for revenge. He harbors a secret connection to her past that changes everything.

Now, Melia must decide: will she remain the victim, or will she rise from her chair and burn her ex-husband’s world to the ground?

Zuri is on the run from her powerful crime family, hiding in a small outlaw town where no one knows her name. But the night she steps into the Iron Kings’ biker bar, her past and future collide.

When a man puts his hands on her, Amani the ruthless Enforcer of the Kings, steps in. In front of the whole club, he makes a dangerous vow:

“She’s mine. No one touches her.”

To Zuri, it feels like a new cage.
To Amani, it feels like fate.

But secrets have a way of bleeding out.
The syndicate wants Zuri back. The MC doesn’t trust her. And the more Amani protects her, the more enemies circle to tear them apart.

Can Zuri outrun the darkness of her past, or will it destroy the only man willing to burn the world for her?

WARNING: This is a DARK ROMANCE containing explicit sexual content, graphic violence, noncon/dubcon, forced claiming, captivity, and other triggering themes.

Princess Leena of the Crescent Moon Pack lived a sheltered fairytale life behind palace walls, dreaming only of the fated mate who would complete her perfect life.

On her eighteenth birthday, that dream turned into a nightmare.

The ruthless Rogue Alpha slaughtered her parents before her eyes, then claimed her as his own, dragging the sheltered princess into his brutal, lawless world.

Now stripped of title, freedom, and everything she once knew, Leena is trapped at the side of the monster who destroyed her family. She must fight to survive his obsession, even as a dark, forbidden pull begins to awaken between them.

Will she break under the savage Alpha determined to possess her completely, or will she find the strength to turn his dangerous claim into her weapon?

I thought heartbreak would break me.
Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected.
It awakened the monster inside.
On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine.
Then he appeared.
Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me.
Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something.
And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them.
But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed.
The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process…
One of us dies.

After losing her parents to a brutal attack, Liora is taken in by the mysterious and powerful Alpha, Kane. Under his protection, she learns to follow the rules, remain obedient, and suppress her own dreams. But as her first heat approaches, resisting Kane who owns her body and soul becomes impossible.
"Touch me," she finally begs, her voice catching in her throat.
His hand lands on her neck. "So this is what you want? To be used? I can do that, but you will never be the same again."
The desire between them ignites, pulling them into a tight embrace they cannot break, until the words slip out in the darkness.
"I love you, Kade," she whispers.
Silence follows, sharp and tense. "Sorry?" he asks, his gaze cold. "Sorry for what? That you love me, or was it just because the heat was overwhelming?"
Their instincts spark and the desire they both share for one another explodes, bringing them into a tight embrace and they find themselves unable to let go. Will they be able to resist fate? Or is this a forbidden passion that it set to consume them both?

"They've decided to marry me off," I say, "To Blackmoor."
Grace's brows lift slightly. "I know."
"You... what?"
"Father told me after council," she says easily. "It's a smart move."
I swallow. "Grace, it's Alpha Gaven. He's dangerous. They say he killed his own father. That he..."
"That he rules effectively," she interrupts. "Which is more than can be said for most Alphas who hesitate."
I stare at her. "I'm scared. I am not enough for him. We both know that. He will sense it as soon as he meets me."
I hate myself for offering it so freely. But she's my sister. If I don't say it to her, I don't know who I could.
"I need help," I say. "I can't go to Blackmoor. I don't have a wolf. I don't even know how to..."
She cuts me off, "You're not meant to be Luna. You are just meant to warm his bed from time to time. Give him an heir or two."
Grace continues, "But I am meant to be Alpha. And this alliance makes that possible. Blackmoor's support will silence any challenges. The elders will fall in line. I can take my rightful place."


Fern was supposed to be the heir who would secure the pack's future. When she was born a girl and never received a wolf, Fern was cast aside and raised among the Omegas, treated as little more than a servant in her own pack.
So when her father trades her in a political marriage to secure an alliance, Fern understands exactly what she is: expendable.
Her contracted mate is Alpha Gaven of Blackmoor, the most feared Alpha on the continent.
What Fern doesn't know is that Gaven recognizes her as his true mate the moment he scents her. And he refuses her.
To Fern, he is a monster forged in blood and power.
To Gaven, the bond is a cruel twist of fate he refuses to accept.
Bound by contract , they clash at every turn as resentment, obsession, and forbidden desire begin to blur the line between hatred and need.

TW!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE SCENES TW!! At a point in life, every wolf dreams of a happy ending with their mates, family, and friends, and Lenora wasn't an exemption. She was blessed to have been pregnant by her mate; the Lycan prince. She was finally going to build the family she never had the luxury of and her happy ending was about to begin, but fate had different plans for her and Alaric as a buried past showed its ugly head. Chaos, deceit, hatred, betrayal, secrets, death, lust, and love became the new theme for her and Alaric's love story as they grew to realise their enemy has always been their biggest supporter. This book is the sequel to Mated To The Devil's Son, I recommend that you read Book 1 to gain a better understanding as the book doesn't stand alone. °°° Book 1 — Mated To The Devil's Son (Completed)

"What are you? You are not a werewolf. What the hell are you?" Phoebe cried in terror as she looked at the man in front of him, shifting into a hideous monster. He smirked, pinning her against the wall, his grip tightened around her throat. "I am the devil.
The devil that's about to ruin your life." His words made Phoebe shiver in terror. "Strip! Now I own your body." He growled at her, pushing her on the bed. Phoebe watched him strip on terror. She regretted listening to her sister. Phoebe was a kind she-wolf.
Her pack praised her for her kindness and her bravery. And even in looks, she was more stunning than her older sister. Jealous Nina was threatened by her sister as Phoebe grew up.
To get rid of her sister, Nina decided to sell her sister to the king of the werewolf kingdom. What Nina didn't know, that it was devil himself, ready to ruin Phoebe.

Maya Aldridge thought her past was buried forever.
When a mysterious fire destroys everything she knows, the only clue left behind is a crimson crest which is a mark of a feared crime dynasty.
Drawn into the Crimson Empire as an assistant, Maya steps into a world ruled by blood, power, and secrets. As buried truths awaken, she unlocks a shapeshifter legacy long thought extinct, a legacy that the empire would kill to control.
At the center of it all stands Asher Crimson, the empire’s ruthless heir. Cold, dangerous, and bound by a deadly curse, he was raised to rule without mercy and to never trust.
Forced into an uneasy alliance, Maya and Asher walk a thin line between survival and desire, where trust is deadly and love is forbidden.
When betrayal surfaces and vengeance calls, will the Crimson Empire destroy them both… or will love rewrite a fate soaked in blood?

My name is Rose Bailey. I am seventeen years old and about to start my senior year of High school. I have always lived a normal, boring, human life. Never believed in the supernatural or the love at first sight sh#t that others girls my age fall for. That is until I move with my mom and two brothers back to the small town where my mom grew up. My mom makes us stay at this house or should I say castle with a lot of other people living there. Imagine my surprise when I walked in on a man and two women that looked to be 20 or 21 having in a room that looks like an office. Imagine how surprised I was when I was frozen in place, unable to move as I felt a sharp pain in my chest from seeing them together as he one from behind while she leaned over a desk from pleasure and the other women was him. The man froze in place and looked at me with a guilty look on his face. The pain got worse in my chest and before I blacked out, I swore I heard him say Mate!

"She saved me, Vivian. Not you."

Those words shattered Vivian's heart.

For three years, she endured her husband's coldness and his secretary's endless provocations.

She never knew that the woman he trusted most had stolen her identity.

Or that the man she loved had secretly loved her all along.

When the truth finally came out, it was already too late.

Vivian had divorced him.

She had disappeared with his unborn child.

And she had no intention of coming back.

Five years later, the former ballerina returned as the sole heiress of a powerful family.

Standing beside her was a little girl with eyes identical to Caden Lux's.

The billionaire who once ignored her had gone mad.

He blocked her in the dressing room, knelt before her, and even accepted the possibility that another man had taken his place.

Because losing his pride was nothing.

Losing Vivian had nearly killed him.

But after everything he had done…

Could she ever forgive the man who chose another woman over his own wife?

"You can't reject a mate bond on your own, Siren. It takes two."
"Stop calling me that!"
"I prefer it."
"This is bonkers. We're step-siblings!"
"Not blood. Our parents got married. That doesn't make us related."
When twenty-year-old omega Soren moves into her mother's new husband's mansion, the last thing she expects is to discover that her arrogant new stepbrother, Felix, is actually her fated mate.
Forced to live under the same roof and attend the same college, Soren and Felix try to ignore the powerful attraction between them. But the mate bond refuses to be ignored, pulling them closer with every stolen glance and every secret encounter.
Then Soren learns the truth: Felix has been betrothed to another woman for years, a political marriage meant to secure the future of his pack. With the wedding approaching and their families only one discovery away from tearing them apart, their forbidden relationship becomes a dangerous secret.
As tension grows, Felix's reckless biker cousin Kai steps in, determined to expose their bond or claim Soren himself.
Now Soren is trapped between duty, desire, and a love that could destroy both their families.
Because in a world where alphas don't mate omegas and step-siblings should never fall in love, their connection isn't just forbidden, it's explosive.
When the truth finally comes out, will Felix fight for their impossible bond or will Soren lose the one man fate chose for her?

Princess Aria Silvermoon refuses to be a political pawn. When her father tries to force her into marriage with the mysterious Alpha King's heir, she makes a desperate choice, cut her hair, disguise herself as a male, and infiltrate the all-male Werewolf Academy to prove females can lead without needing a mate.

But her plan goes sideways the moment she meets her devastatingly handsome roommate.

Professor Darius Nightfall is everything she never expected, half-fae, half-wolf, with telekinetic powers and eyes that seem to see straight through her disguise. As her combat instructor, he's supposed to be off-limits. As her roommate, he's dangerously close. And the inexplicable way his presence calms her restless wolf should be impossible since she hasn't even shifted yet.

What Aria doesn't know is that Darius is the very Alpha King's heir she's running from. What Darius doesn't realize is that the "male student" who makes his dual nature finally feel balanced is actually his arranged bride.

When war threatens the werewolf world and Aria's true identity as the prophesied white wolf is revealed, she must choose between the freedom she's fought for and the destiny that could save her people. But Darius's stepbrothers will do anything to claim the throne, even if it means destroying the mate bond that neither Aria nor Darius fully understands.

In a world where females are forbidden to lead and arranged marriages seal political alliances, can two souls find love while fighting against fate itself? Or will their deception destroy any chance of the future they're both secretly craving?

"Mom, I only want to go to Paris with you, not Dad."

When my ten-year-old daughter said this with tears in her eyes, I thought she was expressing her love for me.

I was wrong.

In our Paris hotel, I accidentally overheard the phone call that changed everything—

"Don't worry, Lily will find a way to extend the trip. I promised to buy her that concert-grade piano."

"Having sex in your marital bed is so thrilling, much better than at my apartment."

"That little girl Lily cooperates perfectly, always managing to lead Sarah away."

In that moment, my world completely shattered.

I thought I was only being betrayed by my husband, but discovered that even the daughter I carried for ten months was their carefully orchestrated pawn.

The child I raised with my own hands was actually helping her father's mistress occupy my home and sleep in my bed.

When a mother discovers she's been deceived by those she loves most, her revenge will make everyone pay a devastating price.

Two years later, when I saw that once-successful man wearing a shabby suit, accompanied by his malnourished daughter at my charity auction, I only said coldly:

"She can come with me, but you—never deserve it."

Being born a Moretti daughter means one thing: the family owns you.

In my past life, Vivian thought she had what it took. She promised Dad she could handle it, swore up and down she'd make him proud. Six months later, she'd burned through three generations of work and left us with nothing but an empty shell. Our enemies found her eventually. Broke both her legs.

And me? I married Marco Rossi.

Everyone envied me for marrying into one of the most powerful families in the city. What they didn't know was that I was his prisoner. He used me, turned my family's connections into stepping stones for himself, spent my money on his mistresses, used my body as a bargaining chip at his deals.

In the end, Vivian killed me. Jealous of my "perfect life," she dragged herself over on those broken legs and put a bullet in me.

When I open my eyes again, I'm sitting in Dad's study.

The door slams open. Vivian bursts in, cutting me off before I can speak. "Dad! I'm marrying Marco Rossi! Give the family to Sienna!"

I look at her and smile.

This time, I'm going to survive. And I'm going to do a hell of a lot better than just survive.

Our team lost four games in a row. And somehow, that became my fault.
Team captain Reid stood in the locker room and told everyone I'd been giving performance enhancers to my ex on the rival team — that I had a problem with athletes, that I couldn't control myself. The guys laughed. Nobody stopped him.
I went to my supervisor Paige for help. She told me Reid noticing me at all was something I should be grateful for. That the way I dressed was basically asking for it.
Then the university president called me in and made things very clear: push this any further, and my academic future disappears.
Every single person with authority had already chosen a side.
So I climbed the stairs to Paige's office, hand raised to knock —
And stopped.
Because I could hear her through the door, clearly touching herself — whispering Reid's name.

Tessa died betrayed by her mate, and by the bond that was meant to protect her. Pregnant and broken, she fell with a single prayer on her lips: please let me try again.

The Moon Goddess answered, and she was given a second chance at life… but the mercy came with a cruel condition. Tessa would live only long enough to give birth to her child. After that, death would claim her without exception.

Bound to time and ticking fate, Tessa makes a dangerous blood pact with Dylan, a powerful Alpha cursed by a terminal disease. What begins as a contract marriage, becomes a love so powerful, it rewrites every rule they swore to live by.

Torn between duty, love, and the child she refuses to lose again, Tessa must face the impossible choice the Moon Goddess left her with:

Is a borrowed life worth a love that cannot survive it?

I clasped my hands over my bare breast as the old emperor pressed on me, trying to rape me, a 14 year old girl. They called me the cursed concubine. “You killed your mother at birth,” they claim. Even my father sold me for a piece of dirt to the Emperor with an appetite for young girls like me.

And then, they blamed me for his illness. "Your presence here has only brought suffering and pain in the palace."

"A lowlife like you doesn't deserve any form of dignity!"

They stripped me, tied my thorn cloth around my neck like a leash and pulled me like a common dog.

"Now woof! woof! Like a sick dog you are!"

I was waiting to die.

Then the prince returned.

Fresh from a decade-long war with werewolves, drenched in blood and victory, he shattered the palace silence by defending me—the woman everyone else wanted erased.

All I wanted was gratitude.

What I got was a night in his chambers… and secrets powerful enough to bring an empire to its knees.

I thought I was a curse.

A liability.

A plague.

But the prince awakened something far more dangerous.

And this palace will learn—

I was never weak. I was only unclaimed

To outsiders, it might seem harmless. After all, what danger could there be in loving someone so flawless—handsome, powerful, eternal? But for Hazel, giving her heart to a vampire lord is nothing short of ruin. The man who makes her pulse quicken is the monster who shattered her world. His coven slaughtered her father’s pack, drenched the city in blood, and seized it as their throne. And Ethan—the vampire lord himself—is the one who ended her mother’s life.

She tells herself it isn’t too late—not too late to turn back, to hate him, to despise him the way she should. She could obey her father and walk away. If only her heart would let her.

"It's PRINCESS Kaelyth to you and every piece of trash out there!"
His jaws clenched, the vein on his head slightly moving from that singular act. Disgust rippled through her as she stared at the towering seven feet tall man in front of her. He was a Fallow. The dust beneath her feet was of more value than the demon looking down at her.
The anger that thrummed in his veins threatened to send him into a chokehold. The Royal glaring at him like he was nothing, was the main reason he was here. And she had the guts to act all high and mighty. "I saved your life," he growled, the hatred and anger causing his body to tremble slightly.
"I would have rather died than let you lay a hand on me you filthy Fallow!"
The tension in the air was palpable.
"Well I'd rather die than let a being who is not me, kill you!
"Her breath hitched. His words, the anger in them all sent a zap through her body, pooling in the pit of her belly, sending her core into a clutching frenzy.
Her eyes flared, fists tightened. "Are you threatening me?!"
"Threat?" He repeated with a humorless laughter. "I don't make threats Kaelyth. I make promises."
The way he said her name almost paralyzed her with need. If it didn't already. "Watch your words Fallow!"
"Watch your back Princess."

When Princess Kaelyth's world starts falling apart, the last person she expects to show up is a lowborn demon she has always looked down on. He is a Fallow. Everything she was taught to hate. But after over a thousand years, the universe has finally created a true mate bond again and it chose them to be fated mates.

A dark romance demon fantasy.

Astrid was born from a forbidden love between a human and the Lycan King. Now, she is the heir to his throne—and the last person the kingdom wants to see wearing the crown.

With enemies determined to kill her before she can become queen, Astrid has spent her life fighting to survive. But things become even more complicated when she discovers her mate, Alpha Jeremiah.

Jeremiah is cold, ruthless, and hates her kind. He doesn’t want Astrid as his mate. He wants what she can give him—the throne, the kingdom, and the power that comes with her blood.

When Jeremiah marks Astrid for his own selfish reasons, she finds herself trapped between the man destined to be her mate and the kingdom she is destined to rule.

But Astrid soon realizes that the battle for the throne is only the beginning.

Because in a world where love can be used as a weapon, trusting the wrong person could cost Astrid her life—and her kingdom.

Rhea Morgan, a partially deaf investigative journalist, uncovers a blood-soaked conspiracy involving corrupt political systems and her own mysterious heritage.
Kellan Thorne is an exiled Alpha vampire who is on the run from the rest. Both Ree and Kellan’s lives intertwine but they soon discover that what they share might soon be torn by dark secrets that have been buried for long.

"You have no wolf."

In a world where your wolf determines your power, your rank, and your worth, those four words are a death sentence.

Vivienne Frost was born to inherit the most ancient Pack in the North. Silver wolf bloodline. Destined for power.

But on the night of her Awakening Ceremony, nothing answered.

Her father stopped seeing her as his daughter. She became a bargaining chip — traded into a political marriage with an Alpha she never chose.

So she runs.

Under a fake identity, Vivienne enters Thornfield Academy to uncover who is being groomed to replace her. But the most dangerous thing at Thornfield isn't the conspiracy.

It's Kael Thorne.

The most feared Alpha in the academy. A man raised to be a weapon, who has never let anyone close enough to see what that cost him.

Vivienne breaks that rule on day one.

She notices his scars. Challenges his dominance. Refuses to fear him.

And his wolf responds to her.

When danger closes in, Kael makes a choice no one expects — he marks her. Not because he trusts her. Because protecting her becomes the one instinct he can't fight.

But the girl they called wolfless was never truly empty.

Something ancient is waking inside her blood.

And the Alpha who marked her will have to choose — protect the bond, or let them both burn.

Raven is not your regular 21 year old girl. She's different. Trained and equipped by her father to hunt down the very creatures that killed her mother. She'll stop at nothing to finish them all.

But one hunt goes wrong, changing the course of her life forever.

Saviour has waited for his mate all his life but not as hard as his mother has. The day the huntress is caught, Saviour knows everything is about to shift but he's adamant on controlling the wheels of the quickly sinking ship that's his life.
First son of three, born to Alpha King Raphael. But he'll need a mate to take the throne and restore his mother's place as ‘most valued mate.’
Now how can he do that when his mate is a reject?

Raven soon realizes she's in a world ebbed in secrets and lies. One she must play a significant role in.
From Huntress, to captive, and from captive to Queen.


“You breached our borders with the intent of killing our men, women and children. You are a traitor who doesn't deserve to live. It is merciful for the alpha King to spare your life. But you will forever walk in the skin you hate. Forced to live like one of us, a captive of Darkwaters.”

After an unexpected crash landing on a post-apocalyptic alien planet, Alyssa Carr, a bold and fearless human explorer, finds herself in a world where death reigns supreme, and the live dead have become rulers. Separated from her crew, Alyssa meets Kael'vok, the enigmatic and ruthless Zombie King, a powerful being ruling over a desolate kingdom of the undead. Marked by fate, Kael'vok takes Alyssa as his mate, beginning a dangerous dance of lust, control, and love.

Caught between her desire to escape and the strange pull she feels toward the Zombie King, Alyssa goes on a treacherous journey. As her body becomes awakened by his touch, Alyssa learns that Kael'vok’s dominion extends not only to the dead but also over her senses. Meanwhile, an invading alien force threatens both their worlds, causing the unlikely pair to join forces.

Through passionate nights and dangerous days, Alyssa is torn between the thrill of her burgeoning connection with the Zombie King and her desperate fight for life. As she navigates his dark kingdom, she faces her desires, an erotic exploration of pleasure, and Kael'vok’s control, unraveling a steamy love that could either save them both or lead to their destruction.

But the Zombie King holds secrets—secrets that could change everything she knows about her place in the world. When an alien invasion looms and she learns Kael'vok's tragic past, Alyssa must decide if her love for him is worth the ultimate sacrifice. Their bond will be tried, and with it, the future of their worlds.

"Maybe," she whispered, refusing to look away, "I'm tired of being protected."
Something dangerous flashed across his face.
His forehead rested against hers, his eyes closing as if simply being this close required every ounce of his self-control.
"You have no idea," he breathed, "how difficult you make this."
She swallowed. "Then stop fighting it."
For one impossible second, it looked as though he would. Instead, Dorian exhaled a shaky laugh, stepped back, and opened the door.
"Get some sleep, Livvy."
She stared at him in disbelief. "That's it?"
A slow, devastating smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "If I kiss you tonight..." His gaze locked onto hers. "I won't stop at one."


Olivia "Livvy" Hart thought monsters only existed in stories.

By day, she serves coffee. By night, she works at one of the city's hottest underground clubs. Her biggest problems are rude customers and exhausting shifts until a demon tries to make her its next sacrifice.

Saved by the mysterious and infuriatingly secretive Dorian Vane, Livvy is thrust into a hidden world where vampires rule from the shadows, demons hunt the innocent, and magic has always been real. Worse, someone powerful wants her alive... and everyone seems willing to kill for her.

Forced into the protection of Dorian and his four brothers, Livvy discovers her family has been hiding dangerous secrets for generations. As she uncovers the truth behind her bloodline, she finds herself at the center of an ancient war, hunted by supernatural factions that believe she holds the key to changing their world forever.

Rejected by her mate for her best friend, ends up in a complicated situation with two men leading to humiliation.

What situation and why was she rejected?

Successfully escaping, moved to a new city to begin a new life but found one of her forgotten pasts staring right back at her in the face.

What past is this?

Humiliated, tortured, bullied and all, soon discovers she was granted a second chance mate but not one this time, two.

As Eve struggles to battle with this knowledge, she realizes she isn't who she thought she was at all but something greater, and now everyone wants her, including her ex.

"You summoned me, little librarian. Now you'll learn what it means to belong to a demon."
Mireya Ashcroft's life is already in ruins. Betrayed by her fiancé who stole her research to advance his own career, abandoned by her family who chose her perfect sister over her, and framed for a crime that destroyed her reputation---she has nothing left but her job shelving books in Ashenvale's oldest occult library.
On the blood moon, desperate to prove her stolen research was real, she performs what she believes is a harmless historical ritual. Instead, she tears open the veil and summons him.
Azraeth, the Demon King. The destroyer of armies. The nightmare whispered about in celestial temples and witch covens alike. Imprisoned for five hundred years by angels who feared his power, he emerges from his prison with vengeance burning in his eyes and an ancient hunger that nothing can satisfy.
Except the mark is now burned into Mireya's skin, binding her soul to his. And the binding wasn't random---it was prophecy.
As angels descend to execute her for the forbidden summoning and witches hunt her to steal the demon's power, Mireya discovers three shattering truths: her "ordinary" life was a carefully constructed lie, the mark awakening something dangerous inside her that tastes like chaos and shadow, and Azraeth doesn't just need her to survive his weakened state---her blood is the key to breaking the curse that's slowly killing him.
But accepting her dark power means embracing the monster inside her. And falling for the Demon King means becoming the villain in everyone else's story.
The angels called her a mistake. Her family called her worthless. Her ex called her forgettable.
The Demon King calls her his salvation---and his damnation.

At Blackthorn Academy, humans are at the bottom of the food chain. They exist to serve, entertain, or die.

Aria Vale was never supposed to end up here. But when a mysterious sponsor forces her enrollment, she quickly learns the truth—Blackthorn is a vampire stronghold, ruled by ancient laws and deadly desires.

Only to meet Lorien Duskbane, the cold, untouchable vampire prince. He’s cursed, doomed to destroy anyone he thirsts for. Yet, when Aria walks into his world, his control begins to unravel. She shouldn’t tempt him—her blood, her body, everything about her is forbidden.

But Aria isn't just a fragile human girl. A hidden power stirs in her blood, a secret that could shatter Blackthorn’s balance of power. And when another dark, ruthless vampire—Sebastian Voss—sets his sights on her, Aria is thrown into a battle between two predators who will risk everything to claim her.

She is the key to their fate. The curse. The prophecy.
And the one thing they can never have.

Will she run? Or will she give in to the hunger?

Vera was the perfect girlfriend.
She cooked his meals, learned his schedule, and told herself the hesitation before he said I love you was just his personality.
Then she overheard him in a bar.
"She was always just the placeholder. I found her because she looks like Lena."
Three years. And she was nothing but a substitute for a woman who hadn't bothered to stay.
Vera walks out with one phone call and one decision: go home, accept the arrangement she spent three years running from, and face the Lycan King who has apparently been wearing a ring with her initial for nine years.
Caelan Blackwood doesn't explain himself. He doesn't beg. He just looks at her across her father's dinner table and says: "I've been waiting. Take whatever time you need."
She thought she was running toward safety.
She didn't know she was running toward the one person who had never stopped looking for her.
Marked By The Wrong Alpha is a werewolf romance about betrayal, identity, and the difference between someone who uses your name and someone who has been carrying it for nine years.

Married for three years, my husband Luca never touched me.
His heart belongs only to that bitch: my sister, Wendy.
I waited for him for birthday, but he celebrated her winning the dance competition championship.
As soon as she returned to the country, he kicked me out of the company and made her chief secretary.
On the day of the divorce, I fucked him hard：Wendy would only get second-hand goods.
As a result, I got pregnant.
——
Luca thought he didn't love Olivia, but after signing the divorce papers, he realized she was completely different.
His ex-wife is irresistibly charming, he can't help wanting to kiss her...
One day, she suddenly disappeared.
He stood in the empty room, recalling their one and only time making love.
His cock thrust deep into her pussy, the pleasure so intense it made his scalp tingle.
Oh no... where is she now? He's going insane...

"You don't get to walk out on me, Andera."
"I can and I will. You have some nerve—you stalked me online, you mocked me, and now you dare to touch me? Let me make this clear—"
"Feisty, Andera."
"If you as much as say or act disrespectfully toward me again, it will not end well."


Vengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity.
But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell.
Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him.
Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed.
As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check.
Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite.
Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?