5463 Book(s) Related to my mate is alpha asher

In the Faewild, pureblooded elves are born to rule. We wolves are nothing but savage beasts bred for war.
I was sent to the Elven Court as a hostage—a living pledge of my pack's surrender. For five years, I bled for King Othlan. Seven times I bore curses meant to kill him. Slaughtered countless horrors in his name.
All for the soul mark he promised me. The only thing that could mend what he'd broken in me.
But when I dragged myself back from the abyss, body shattered and poisoned, I found him binding that mark—the one meant for eternal mates—to another woman.
A pureblooded elf. Of course.
I swallowed the blood rising in my throat and crushed the dragon stone hidden in my palm.
He wanted me gone? I'd give him exactly that. Permanently.

On the day of the Bonding Pact, my sister and I stood in the grand hall to choose our husbands.

She snatched Malik of the Water Snakes, throwing Raven—the last heir of the Leviathans—to me.

In our past life, we married on the same day, but our grooms were reversed.

She married Raven and birthed a patricidal monster. I married Malik, using my healing magic to cleanse the madness from his blood, and gave birth to a divine heir worshiped by all.

In the end, driven mad by jealousy over her ruin, she murdered me.

In this life, pointing at Malik's token, she declared she would marry Malik .

I lowered my head, hiding my eyes. "Then I wish you exactly what you desire, Sister."

I paid for every gift my “best friend” gave Ethan. I let her write every text I sent him. I thought she was helping me win him.
Then, on our senior trip to Miami, he took her hand in front of everyone and told me to stop embarrassing myself.
The watch on his wrist? I paid for it. My sketches, my designs? She took those too.
They thought I’d stay quiet and keep funding their perfect little love story.
They had no idea whose daughter I was.
Stealing my crush with my own money? Big mistake.

Having been born with a weak constitution, Ariel Hovstad is hated by her family. Ever since Mrs. Kathleen Hovstad gave birth to a set of twins, Ariel and Ivy Hovstad. She's been bedridden. She believes it's because Ariel is a jinx since every time she has contact with her, her health deteriorates even more. Thus, afraid to be jinxed by her anymore, Mrs. Kathleen orders her husband, Mr. Henry Hovstad to get rid of her when she's three.

Mr. Henry sends her to the countryside to live with a distant relative; her grandmother. Years later, her grandmother dies, and Ariel is forced to go back to her family. Everyone sees her as an enemy back home, so she is hated. She's either in her room or at school.
(In her room at night, her cell phone suddenly rings)

Person X: Hey boss, how're you? Did you miss me? Oh, is your family treating you well? Boss, you finally remembered me, boohoo..
Ariel: If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up.
Person X: Hey boss, wait, I-

What happened to her being a country bumpkin? Wasn't she supposed to be poor and unwanted? What's with the fawning from an...underling?

One fine morning as she is heading to school, a stranger who looks like a Greek god suddenly shows up, is cold, ruthless, a workaholic, and keeps his distance from all women. His name is Bellamy Hunters. To everyone's surprise, he offers to give her a ride to school. Wasn't he supposed to hate women? What exactly happened?

The once known workaholic suddenly has a lot of free time on his hands, which he uses to chase after Ariel. Any negative comments about Ariel are always refuted by him.

One day his secretary came to him with a piece of news: "Boss, Ms.. Ariel broke someone's arm at school!"

The big shot just scoffs and answers, "Nonsense! She's too weak and timid! She can't even hurt a fly! Who dares make such rumors up?”

"Love doesn't hurt, Adrian. You did. I'm leaving to become someone you can't destroy. And when I return, you will learn what it means to lose everything."

Five years ago, Arabella Sterling vanished without a trace, disgraced, heartbroken, and branded her billionaire benefactor’s dirty secret.

What the world never knew was that she’d also been his wife.
Or that the man she loved—and the son she gave everything for—chose another woman over her.

Now, she’s back as The Reformer, a world-renowned business strategist celebrated for resurrecting dying empires.
Her newest client? The Sterling Group.
Her ex-husband’s empire.

Adrian Sterling has spent years trying to atone for the lies that destroyed them both.
But when Arabella walks into his boardroom, colder, sharper, untouchable...he realizes redemption may come at a cost he can’t pay.

Because this time, she’s not here to save him.

She’s here to ruin him.

"Don't test me, Stone; your family has always thought that it was untouchable... Felt on top of the world, didn't you? You didn't care about who you needed to stomp down to get there?"

His fingers hung dangerously over the trigger; I shook as far as my binds would let me, tears rolling down to the gag in my mouth… that muffled my cries.

But even as I had the gun pointed at my head, my husband was not looking at me; his eyes were purely placed on Liliana.

“Talk to me, you bastard!.. You have to choose between your wife or your first love.”

On her wedding day, Aurora chased after her runaway groom who went to console his first love, only to be kidnapped along with that woman and tortured for 3 days straight until she was met with the ultimate pain; her fiancée, who she thought would turn to her forever, choosing another woman over her and not only that but confessing that his first love was carrying his child too. Just like she was, except he would never find out. At least not in that life; she took a bullet to the head and was reborn on the day of her wedding. When he runs off to meet his first love and console her again, she doesn't foolishly chase after him; rather, she walks towards his brother, the most desirable bachelor in the city, and says, “Will you marry me instead?"

Ivy’s life fell apart in one night. The betrayal of being cheated on with her own cousin… it hit hard.On the night she was meant to become a wife, she was instead betrayed in the worst way possible. The man she was supposed to marry chose her own cousin over her… right in front of everyone. No shame, no regret. She was cast aside as if she meant nothing. By morning, everything changed.Instead of walking away, Ivy was forced into another marriage… this time to the Alpha heir, a man lying in a vegetative state. It wasn’t love or choice. It was simply where she found herself.The Alpha heir was originally her cousin’s husband-to-be, but not anymore. Now, she and her cousin have swapped places… and the men they were supposed to marry.People laughed, they mocked her. A beta’s daughter tied to a man who couldn’t even open his eyes.But that didn’t break Ivy. Because while everyone saw a weak, humiliated bride… she was secretly a top shaman.Disguised as someone else to keep her identity hidden, she became someone powerful, someone untouchable… a great healer, the most powerful and popular shaman anyone had ever heard of, and the only one capable of being Dominic’s cure.

He's the golden boy of Kansas City hockey. He has the trophies, fortune, women, and a life where he always gets what he wants.

She's the Special Agent who has spent ten years hunting the monster that murdered her father, waiting for the day its signature appears again.

Zane Chandler's perfect life shatters when he comes home to find his younger sister brutally murdered, her eyes gouged out and a five-pointed star carved between them.

For Island Meyers, that star isn't just a killer's signature. It's the ghost that has haunted her for a decade.

Determined to solve the case that destroyed her, Island takes charge of the investigation, only to face the victim's furious brother.

Zane dismisses her as a rookie, demands she's removed from the case, and insists she isn't capable of finding his sister's killer.

What he doesn't know is that Island isn't a stranger. Their families are connected by a betrayal neither of them has forgotten, and a secret buried for ten years.

Island refuses to walk away. This investigation is her only chance to uncover the truth she's spent a decade chasing, and no grieving hockey superstar is going to stop her.

But when another body appears and the killer's twisted game grows deadlier, Zane and Island are forced into an uneasy partnership where every clue exposes another lie, every discovery brings them closer to the monster, and every argument makes their attraction harder to ignore.

Because Zane's sister wasn't chosen by chance…She was a message.

Now Zane and Island must trust the one person they swore they'd never need before the next victim wears the star.

Because whatever murdered the people they loved isn't finished.

And this time, it's watching them fall for each other.

He said, "There's only 'widowed' not 'divorced' in my dictionary".
I hit him on the head, ended up in the emergency room, had a high fever, and nearly died in the blizzard—
Later, I found out that just half an hour before my grandmother went into surgery, he took the only doctor who could save her to rescue his beloved.
At that moment, I finally understood that the man I loved for the past five years was never worth it.

To get pregnant, I gave up a career my peers all envied. The day I finally conceived, my husband brought his mistress home to live with us.
He shoved me into the table without a second thought.
Nana Mae fell trying to protect me—her head cracking against the marble floor.
"Call an ambulance!" Blood soaked through my hands. My abdomen tore with pain.
"Sienna's too fragile. She can't handle the sight of blood." He scooped up his mistress and walked out, leaving the two of us on the floor.
"You can't leave this bed—it could hurt the baby." I ignored the doctor's warning and stayed at Nana Mae's bedside anyway.
Ten minutes earlier, she'd posted on Instagram: a tiny band-aid on her hand, his fingers wrapped around hers.

Ellie is an orphaned werewolf pup, kidnapped and held by an evil Alpha. Alpha Gunner, of the Blood Claw pack forced Ellie at just eight years old to swear a blood oath to mate his son Tyson, when they came of age.
The Alpha's own thirst for conquering neighboring packs lands him in hot water with the council, a governing body made up of every type of supernatural creature that keeps the peace. The council additionally houses the Shadow Warriors, an equally diverse group of elites that police and fight those like Gunner who seek only to destroy.
When Ellie catches a window of opportunity, she escapes and finds a friendly pack to take her in. However, Gunner will not let her go that easily, and gets increasingly desperate to find her.
When all hope seems lost for Ellie, the Moon Goddess intervenes, and sends Ellie her warrior mates. Can her mates free her from Gunner once and for all? Will Ellie ever learn the truth of who she really is and why Gunner wants her so bad?

This book is strictly intended for a mature audience.

The Lycan Kings and Their Hybrid Mate
Book Two of The Lycan Kings and the White Wolf. It can also be read as a stand alone.
Seventeen years have passed since the rise of the White Wolf and the reign of the Lycan Kings secured peace across the kingdom. The next generation of warriors has grown beneath the protection of their powerful rulers.
Cassian and Atlas, the twin heirs to the Lycan throne, are no longer children. Nearly eighteen, the future kings have already proven themselves on the training grounds with strength, skill, and power far beyond their years. As identical twins born with extraordinary abilities, their bond is unbreakable, their loyalty to each other absolute. The kingdom knows they will one day rule together.
But turning eighteen brings more than responsibility.
For Lycans, it marks the moment when fate can reveal the one person destined to stand beside them, their mate.
To celebrate the twins eighteenth birthday, the palace prepares for a grand royal ball. Alphas and families from all throughout the kingdom are invited, many arrive with hopes that their daughters might be chosen as the future queen of the Lycan throne.
Yet fate rarely follows the path others expect.
Somewhere within the kingdom lives a girl whose existence was never meant to be known. Hidden in the shadows of the kingdoms walls, she carries secrets in her blood that could change everything. Secrets powerful enough to reshape the future of the Lycan kingdom.
As the night of the ball approaches, unseen threads of fate begin to pull lives together in ways no one could have predicted.
The next chapter of the Lycan Kings story is about to begin.
And the mate destined for two kings may be far more powerful and dangerous than anyone could ever imagine

Moonlight shined over the ancient altar as Kael spread her wide, his scarred body caging hers.

Lira’s thighs trembled against his hips, her slick heat already swollen and aching from hours of his relentless claiming, yet still greedy for more.

“Tell me to stop,” he growled, voice shredded with wolf, the thick head of his cock dragging through her soaked folds, teasing her entrance until she sobbed.

“I can’t—fuck—I won’t stop until you’re ruined for anyone else.”

She arched, nails carving red lines down his back. “Then ruin me.”

He slammed into her in one brutal thrust, stretching her virgin-tight walls until she screamed his name into the ruined temple. Every inch of him burned inside her.

“Feel that?” he snarled against her throat, pulling out only to drive deeper, harder, the wet slap of their bodies echoing off stone. “This cunt was made for me.

Twenty years they kept you locked away—now I’m going to fuck you so thoroughly you’ll feel me for days.”

Her legs locked around his waist, heels digging into his ass, urging him impossibly deeper.
“Kael—gods—please—”

They called her cursed, wolfless and broken. They were wrong.

For twenty years, Lira Ashborne has been locked beneath Darkfang fortress, she was fed scraps and forced into silence.

The scars that bind her wrists are proof of the pack's cruelty. But an ancient wolf stirs in her blood, carrying secrets that could save or destroy them all.

When Alpha Kael Thorn returns from eleven years of exile, ruthless and hungry for revenge. He marks her as his own, expecting the same broken girl who only knew how to bow. But the Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes.

When enemies attack and buried truths explode into light, they'll discover that some bonds are forged in blood.

Rogue！Murder！Lunatic！
He's trying to kill our Alpha and Luna！They said.
Cursed by the moon goddess, I say!
Until I met my mate...

Mate! Lucas cackled, high and insane in his mind. Our mate!!
Daphne shrieked as the wolf leaped at her and tackled her to the ground. She stared up at the wolf looming over her, frozen in terror.
She hissed at the pain in her neck as he removed its paw from her throat and stepped back just a bit.
He growled, low and almost tender, “Mate.”
Oh goddess, he was looking for his mate? He was going to kill her.
“P-Please don’t k-kill me…” She pleaded, “P-Please, I…”
The wolf flinched and trembled, “No. No. I wouldn’t-- Never-- I’m sorry…”
Daphne wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden change in tone and demeanor. He took half a step back.
“Are you hurt? Lemme see your wounds” Daphne asked worriedly.
“Aren’t you… Aren’t you afraid of me?”
She shrugged, “Not so long as your paws stay off my neck.”
His face heated and his stomach clenched nervously. Even Lucas seemed anxious about it.
“I’m sorry. I-I’m really sorry. I-I thought you were an enemy. I didn’t-- I

He ripped out her heart with a smile, then fed it to his mistress.
When Janova returns from war, he doesn't embrace his Luna. He humiliates her.
In front of the entire Babel State, the Alpha King brings home another woman, calls her fragile, and watches while a false accusation of poisoning earns Sovia a brutal public lashing. And when she still refuses to break, he plunges his claw into her chest and tears out her heart, so his true love can live.
But the Moon Goddess grants Sovia a second chance.
Waking up five years in the past, on the day of her engagement to the monster who murdered her, she does the unthinkable: she shreds the contract and declares she will never marry Janova again.
This time, she chooses the one man everyone fears—Prince Zadekiah, Janova's older half-brother. The "Demon Lycan." The ruthless outcast. The man who, in her first life, whispered a warning she ignored: "If you don’t leave him now, you will regret it."
Bound to a man who terrifies the realm, Sovia knows this alliance is a gamble. But Zadekiah holds the key to breaking the ancient seal on her wolf. And his cold, possessive gaze hides a secret obsession that spanned both lifetimes.
As her mother's dark magic tightens its grip and a deadly prophecy stirs, Sovia races against a silver timer etched on her skin: one year until death claims her again.
Can she tame the monster and claim the crown before fate catches up? Or will she become the very weapon destined to end the supernatural world?

The wolf pack sneers at Selena, writing her off as her alpha’s discarded human mate. Her alpha publicly claims she abandoned their family, all while their birth daughter wastes away inside a hound cage. They believe they have her trapped, convinced her humanity is her greatest weakness. No one knows ancient royal blood slumbers beneath her skin. She will pay any price to save her child.

I used to be the most envied female on the continent. Three mates: werewolf Alpha Kael, vampire lord Dorian, elven ranger Seth. All of them mine.
Then a half-elf drifter named Ayla showed up, and everything I had started belonging to her instead, one piece at a time.
Kael once pulled a fang from his own mouth to make me a necklace. The day it broke, he was too busy licking another female's cut finger to notice.
Dorian spent two weeks brewing me blood wine. Then he handed the cup straight to her, because apparently I "looked healthy enough to go without."
Seth carved me a charm from sacred elven wood. I watched her face take shape under his knife instead of mine.
They kept telling me I needed to grow up. So when a beast's poison was spreading through my body, and I blew the whistle they swore would bring them running no matter what—
No one came.
Three years later, I walked back into their world on a Siren prince's arm.
This time, they're the ones begging for my forgiveness.

When I called my husband with trembling hands, clutching my cancer diagnosis, all I heard was his sweet laughter with his young, hot influencer girlfriend. Ten years of marriage, and when I needed him most, he chose betrayal.

In divorce court, I was painted as the "crazy ex-wife" while the entire internet mocked me. Everyone took their side. No one knew I was fighting for my life.

Until the day he finally learned the truth.

The day my mother succumbed to complications during childbirth, her younger sister, Vanessa, wed my father.

Fifteen years later, I beheld my husband accompanying Vanessa as she tried on seductive lingerie.

In that moment, I understood—what she truly coveted was never my father, but rather all that my mother and I shared.

My mother perished during childbirth, a casualty of an illicit affair.

I vowed not to repeat that tragic cycle.

Then I returned home, removed my wedding ring, and left behind the divorce papers.

Seven days before I was supposed to marry Dominic Russo, an enforcer for the Bellandi crime family, my best friend asked to borrow him.

“I'm moving to France. Let me borrow your boyfriend for three years, okay?”

“I don't speak French, and he does. He protects the family's men for a living. He can be my bodyguard.”

She said it as casually as she always asked to borrow money or something from my closet.

My expression hardened. Instead of backing off, she acted as though the answer were obvious.

“Didn't you say I was the family you chose? That you'd lend me anything I asked for?”

Lucia and I had both grown up around men who worked for the mob. Our friendship was the one thing I'd never thought of as another obligation.

“I'm not asking for your car or your house. It's just a man.”

“Besides, you and Dominic have done long distance before.”

Any decent man would have shut that down immediately.

Dominic had spent years collecting debts and providing security for the Bellandis. I waited for him to tell her no.

Instead, my fiancé said, “The family's freight company is expanding into France. I can take the overseas post.”

“Three years will fly by. Lucia's your best friend. We should help her.”

Before I could object, he hurried to reassure me.

“Nothing will change. I promise. We'll come back in three years and have the wedding just like we planned.”

My phone buzzed. A friend had sent me a message.

“It's your birthday! What's the best gift you've gotten today?”

I typed back, “Finding out my boyfriend's cheating with my best friend before I marry him. Does that count?”

I died. At my sister's eighteenth birthday party, the moment the champagne tower came crashing down.

While she stood under the crystal chandelier in her gown, soaking up congratulations from three hundred guests, I was tied up in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. The wound in my stomach was still bleeding.

I called my family. Only my brother picked up, sounding pissed off and disgusted. "What's your problem now? This is her big day. You better not ruin it."

I tried to explain. He hung up.

That was the ninety-ninth time they'd hung up on me.

Also the last.

They thought I was throwing a tantrum, deliberately skipping my sister's special moment. Called me ungrateful, said they regretted bringing me back from that backwater town two years ago.

Well, now they're off the hook.

Problem solved.

When I was rushed to the ER with food poisoning, I heard the doctor shout, "We need to pump her stomach, now!"
But my mother, Catherine, calmly stopped the doctor's hand.
"No hurry," she said coldly. "Give her a sedative first."
My brother Austin panicked. "Mom! If you don't detox her, she could die!"
But my mother's voice was ruthless, low and sharp:
"If she dies, she dies. As long as her uterus is still warm, that's all that matters."
"Did you forget our plan? Sarah's transplant surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. If Elena wakes up now, what if she runs away?"
"Our priority is keeping her uterus safe for Sarah—not saving her life."
In that moment, the burn in my stomach was nothing compared to the chill in my heart.
I forced my eyes open and saw my brother—the one who'd always protected me—hesitate for a moment, then slowly let go of my hand.
"...Okay. You're right, Mom. Saving Sarah comes first."
The moment I closed my eyes, I made a decision: If I survived, this life would never belong to this family again.

Last time, I was the first student to walk out of the SAT.
A news crew was waiting by the doors. The camera found my face, and I made one bored little joke — the test was too easy, I'd rather be surfing in Miami. By midnight the clip had two million likes, and my whole life had a price tag on it.
An agency came knocking within the week. My parents signed the contract before I understood what I was signing away, and they pulled me out of school. I stopped being a person and became their product.
And Mia — my best friend, the girl who cried at my locker and braided my hair before exams — Mia copied my notes, rode them into Yale, and smiled into the cameras while she told the internet I'd slept my way through high school.
By the time the agency had wrung me dry, I had nothing left. No school. No name worth defending. Not one person who believed a word out of my mouth.
The night it ended, Mia came up to the roof to "talk." She said she would never forgive me for being the lucky one. Then she put both hands flat on my chest and pushed.
The last thing I saw was her face, smiling down at me over the edge.
Then I blinked — and I was back in the testing room.

After being brought home by my biological parents, I thought I'd finally get the love I'd been missing.

But no matter what I did, they only blamed me for bullying my adopted sister. My husband would just look at me with disgust.

They thought I was cruel and evil. When my adopted sister was diagnosed with leukemia, they forced me to donate bone marrow to her.

I was forced to eat and exercise, gaining twenty pounds in half a month.

My adopted sister suddenly looked at me and said, "Sis, to tell you the truth, I don't have leukemia at all. I'm just playing with you. When you die on the operating table, I'll be with your husband."

I felt so sick I wanted to die.

But I couldn't die.

I had to survive.

I had to crawl out of this hell alive!

"You stumbled drunk into my room and ruined my night. I'm the one who got the raw end of this deal."Damian sneered.
Elara shot back: "Fine! Do you want me to spend another night with you to pay off your supposed loss?"
Elara Green wakes up sore in an unfamiliar bed after getting wasted at her best friend's birthday bash, left with lingering proof of an impulsive one-night mistake with an unknown stranger.
Scared and flustered, she sneaks out before sunrise, determined to lock that messy night away from her real life for good.
Fate pulls them back together unexpectedly when painful discomfort forces her to visit a clinic. To her utter horror, the physician assigned to her checkup is none other than the mysterious man from that night—the reserved, wealthy Dr. Damian Blackwood.
He saw through her disguise from the very start and toyed with her relentlessly throughout their intimate examination.
Fed up with his relentless teasing and unreasonable accusations, Elara blurts out her reckless offer in a fit of rage, never expecting the stern doctor would take her words as a binding agreement. An unexpected mishap after their reunion locks their fates together, leaving her unable to slip away from his persistent advances.
The cold doctor, who has always kept all women at arm's length, gradually grows obsessed and plans to pursue her wholeheartedly. Right as he's ready to confess his feelings, he stumbles across hints that Elara already has a boyfriend.
Who is the mysterious man linked to Elara? Will the supposed boyfriend become the biggest obstacle tearing their budding romance apart? Can the gap between their disparate worlds put an end to their burning attraction?

She hit delete, and her husband's betrayal vanished from the screen.
Elena had no tears left to cry. All that remained was a deep, physical disgust for her marriage.
To save her family's collapsing company, she was forced to stay by Damon's side, enduring his coldness and humiliation. But one night, under the name "Diana," she walked into a brothel and gave herself to a stranger, believing it was the revenge she could take.
She never expected that one reckless act would drag her into something far darker. Damon soon threatened her with her father's medical bills, forcing her to approach a businessman named Aaron to secure a deal. What she didn't know was that the man she had spent that night with was the very same Aaron. He was a billionaire who controlled half the city's economy, cold, dangerous, and yet fatally drawn to her strength and defiance.
Could it get any worse?
Damon then demanded that Elena carry Aaron's child as blackmail, threatening to expose her "affair" if she refused.
Desperate, Elena pretended to get close to Aaron, but emotion blurred the line between lies and truth. In the silence of confession rooms and the chaos of speeding cars, their restraint shattered again and again, until passion turned into something neither of them could control...

Damian Cole lives in the shadows... a phantom, a name whispered in boardrooms and corners of the country as the Ghost CEO. No one knows his face, but every empire fears his name.

And there is one man he wants to destroy more than anyone else: Victor Lancaster, the ruthless tycoon responsible for shattering his family... Raped his sister, leading to her death, and killed his father in front of his eyes.

At the age of sixteen, the horrible event that day will forever haunt Damian. Thus... he made a vow. A vow to destroy Victor Lancaster and everything he cherishes.

To execute his plan, Damian must infiltrate Victor’s world more closely than ever before... by becoming the bodyguard of the one person Victor cherishes most: his daughter, Elena Lancaster.

Elena sees only a stoic bodyguard, a man who keeps his distance while saving her life. What she doesn’t know is that every step he takes, every breath he takes in, is part of a cold, merciless plan to bring her father to his knees.

But the closer Damian gets, the more dangerous the game becomes. Elena is smart, suspicious, and far more fragile than she pretends. And though Damian’s heart is hardened by hatred, there are cracks in his armor he never planned for.

In a world of betrayal, power, and secrets, one truth is certain:
Vengeance has a price. And Damian Cole is willing to pay it in blood.

When hatred guards his heart, will she be able to slip in?

I saw a post on Reddit, "Urgent! How do I convince my wife to donate bone marrow to my mistress?"

I scoffed and typed back, "What a piece of shit."

Right after I hit send, my husband came home. He grasped my hand, his voice shaky: "You have leukemia... but it's okay, we found a donor."

His right eye twitched—he always did that when he lied.

Then I remembered the worst comment on that post, "Trick your wife into thinking she's the patient."

Life imitating the internet, apparently.

He wanted to harvest my bone marrow for someone else.

When I finally saw his mistress's face, my world fell apart.

I never thought his mistress would be her......

Marlowe Crane is my best friend, and she's also a succubus.

She was born with this power that makes men lose their minds, but she always told me she only wanted to use her "gift" to protect me.

So every time I dated someone, she'd volunteer to "test" him.

Without fail, every single man fell at her feet.

She'd send me photos of them in bed together. "See, Rosie? They're all trash. Lucky I caught them for you."

After breaking up more times than I can count, I had a breakdown and moved from Boston to Los Angeles.

That's where I met Holden Kingsley. I thought the nightmare was finally over.

On my wedding day, Marlowe showed up in my dressing room with a glass of drugged water.

In my past life, I drank it and passed out. She stripped off my wedding dress, put it on herself, and climbed into Holden's bed.

Someone threw cold water on my face to wake me up. When I walked in with the bridesmaids, I caught them tangled up together.

I lost it. Screamed and cried and called the police right there.

And what happened?

Holden didn't feel guilty at all. He acted like I was the bad guy, like I'd ruined Marlowe's life.

Under Marlowe's succubus influence, he believed she was innocent, that I forced her into it.

After that, my marriage became a living hell.

Now I'm back, standing in front of the mirror, staring at that drugged glass of water in my hand.

This time, they're the ones going to hell.

Lior Lawson knows better than to fall for his boss.
In a world where Omegas are expected to live under the dominance of Alphas, Lior has already broken enough rules simply by working for one of the most powerful men in the nation.
Adrian Valehart is everything Lior should stay away from; a powerful Alpha, a billionaire, a prince from a family that once ruled the nation, and a married man. But one reckless mistake becomes a secret affair, and what was supposed to be nothing more than stolen nights soon becomes something neither of them knows how to walk away from.
Neither of them prepared for what happens when the Valehart family discovers the truth about Lior's true identity. Suddenly he's not simply Adrian's Omega mistress. He's the key to restoring a bloodline that has been broken for generations, and the Valeharts will do whatever it takes to make sure he fulfills his purpose. Even if that means taking away the very freedom Adrian fell in love with him for.
Lior wanted Adrian.
The Valeharts want his heirs.
And Adrian may have to choose between his family and the male Omega he can't live without.

Rogue！Murder！Lunatic！
He's trying to kill our Alpha and Luna！They said.
Cursed by the moon goddess, I say!
Until I met my mate...

Mate! Lucas cackled, high and insane in his mind. Our mate!!
Daphne shrieked as the wolf leaped at her and tackled her to the ground. She stared up at the wolf looming over her, frozen in terror.
She hissed at the pain in her neck as he removed its paw from her throat and stepped back just a bit.
He growled, low and almost tender, “Mate.”
Oh goddess, he was looking for his mate? He was going to kill her.
“P-Please don’t k-kill me…” She pleaded, “P-Please, I…”
The wolf flinched and trembled, “No. No. I wouldn’t-- Never-- I’m sorry…”
Daphne wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden change in tone and demeanor. He took half a step back.
“Are you hurt? Lemme see your wounds” Daphne asked worriedly.
“Aren’t you… Aren’t you afraid of me?”
She shrugged, “Not so long as your paws stay off my neck.”
His face heated and his stomach clenched nervously. Even Lucas seemed anxious about it.
“I’m sorry. I-I’m really sorry. I-I thought you were an enemy. I didn’t-- I

R18 MATURE CONTENT

Beautiful Aubrianne Ivanov, raised by her single mom, had a tough childhood. With low self-esteem, she became an outcast and was alone one too many times for her liking. Time spent at her part time job, she eventually grew into a brave, confident, and determined young woman who walked right into an opportunity that would change her life forever.

Will Aubrianne truly feel whole? Will she find what has been missing in her life? Will she allow herself happiness and joy? Will she find love, and most importantly, will she survive what's to come?

Join Aubrianne on her journey as she discovers who/what she is and navigates all the heartbreak, betrayal, drama, and exciting and thrilling events that come her way...

Excerpt:

She lay before him in all her magnificent beauty draped across his king-size bed in the most compelling and provocative way known to man or beast. And for Alpha Zayne, it was the most captivating view he had ever had the pleasure of seeing with his own eyes.

She stared at his every movement, lips slightly parted, her stunning brown eyes scanning every inch of his gorgeously toned and glorious body while heat radiated off of hers. He was HERS.

Her body trembled in delight and anticipation; she was ready and wanted to be with him in every way.

As innocent as she was, she wanted him to...no need him to take her in the worse ways, bringing her to heights of pleasures she had never experienced before.

Fuck she is beautiful, one fine specimen, and she is all MINE, MY MATE. A wave of pure unbridled possessiveness vibrated through Alpha Zayne. He thanked the Divine Moon Goddess, for she has truly blessed him.

He drank her in, eyes trailing up her toned sexy legs spread wide for him, and she gave him that come-and-get-it look.

Framed for a crime she didn’t commit by the one person she trusted most — her best friend — Bella’s world crumbled the night her mate, Alpha Ethan, rejected her and cast her out of the pack. Heartbroken and alone, she thought her story had ended.

But fate had other plans.

When a rival pack takes her in, Bella’s hidden bloodline awakens — ancient, powerful, and destined for more than just survival. Now, she’s no longer the broken girl the Alpha abandoned... she’s the Luna their world never saw coming.

And when the past comes knocking, those who betrayed her will learn: the girl they threw away was born to rule.

The terrifying trio of demigods were a set for as long as they knew. Kaizen, his brother Tyson, and his sister Grace ruled a pack for nearly a hundred years. They are immortal, unable to even die... however, a rift is created when the oldest, Tyson, is named Standing King.
It is then that Grace leaves to find herself, in search of her mate, and Kaizen is forced to be Alpha of OpalMoon.
His leadership was not the problem. His skills as the New Crown Prince were taking on him, but not impossible... but it all crashed down on him with one lapse of jusdment.
The night he killed his fellow packmates on the Harvest Moon.
the One night the Moon Goddess, his grandmother, forbids killing, as it is the night a werewolf is most likely to receive their one, their soulmate.
.....and for a human no less....

I was seconds away from marrying a madman when a monster tore him apart and claimed me as his prize.

I stood at the altar, trembling in my white gown, staring at Alpha Sage—the insane Wolf of the North who treated torture like a sport. The priestess was about to bind me to him forever when the doors blew open. A sword slashed through the air, and Sage’s head rolled to the floor.

The crowd screamed, but I couldn't move. Standing over the corpse was Alpha Devon of the Bloodmoon pack. His eyes were blood-red, his presence terrifying. "You will do as I say," he growled, grabbing my jaw with blood-stained hands. "I am taking Skylar White."

I was thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Put me down!" I screamed, but he ignored me, carrying me out of the hall. As we stepped into the night, a scent hit me. My wolf howled inside me. Mate!

Fate is a cruel joker. The man who just slaughtered my groom is my fated mate. But he looked at me with disgust. He dragged me to his pack, not as a Luna, but as a slave. "You will serve, and you will suffer," he promised. But late at night, when he thinks I'm asleep, I catch him watching me.

Amara, the mistreated daughter of a powerful Alpha, has spent her life surviving the torment of her own family. At 24, she’s resigned to the belief that she’ll never find her mate, until she’s unexpectedly summoned to a grand ball by the enigmatic Dark Lycan King, along with other unmated females from surrounding packs. Haunted by her past and uncertain of her future, Amara arrives at the king’s palace, where she discovers that her fated mate is none other than the king himself—Sebastian.
Sebastian is a tortured soul, plagued by the tragic death of his chosen mate and family, which he can’t even remember. Every night, his beast takes control, unleashing chaos within the palace walls, driven by guilt and fear that he might be responsible for her death. When Amara enters his life, the bond between them ignites something deep within him, yet his terror of losing another mate threatens to consume them both.
As Amara and Sebastian navigate their growing connection, they must confront the shadows of the past, the dangers lurking within the palace, and the powerful enemies outside the kingdom who would see them destroyed. Together, they must find the strength to overcome their fears, or risk being torn apart by the darkness surrounding them.
Something dark is coming this way, dear reader. So, why haven’t you started reading yet?

"So you are the despicable human who prayed hard to be mated to us?" King Kian sneers, and my gaze snaps to him.
So it's true, what I have been thinking all along. I am their mate! I am the vessel, the one with the special blood. The one they have been looking for all these years.
"It's truly regrettable that after years of searching for our mate, we end up with something as pitiful and weak as you." King Aston states, his voice laced with disgust just like the last time we met. "We do not at any point intend to make you our queen."
"A beautiful female vampire was the least we expected. You possess nothing of value to us," King Rowan declares angrily, and the ache in my heart surge.
"I'll gladly accept your rejection, your majesties." I say, grinding my teeth. "But I'll give you this one last chances to rethink your rejection, your majesties,"
They have no idea I possess the very essence they crave, if they still want to reject me, it will be more their loss than mine.
The mate of the mighty Triplet Vampire Kings of Everleen is expected to have a special blood, the portion, that is the key to unlocking the vampire kings most unimaginable powers. All young females of vampire blood are submitting samples of their blood to the big palace in hope of being the special one, the mate of the Vampire Kings. Gabriella, a young human servant, gets entrusted with her mistress's blood to take to the king's service men that would deliver it to the palace. She accidentally falls on the way and spills some of the mistress's blood. Afraid of going back to fetch more, Gabriella refills the bottle with her own blood. Several days later, officials of the Vampire kings show up with news that the blood taken to the palace was the most special there has ever been. What will happen next?

Selene, spent all her life feeling empty and amongst her pack members she was the only one who couldn’t shift into her wolf form.
Selene is a mystery to her people and to herself as a werewolf and a descendant of the moon goddess. Unmated and oblivious to who she really is, Selene's life turns into a battlefield, both inside her own heart and in the supernatural realm that tries to subdue her abilities.
She attracts the attention of Kaelen, the enigmatic and formidable Lycan King, when her "heat" becomes uncontrollable and her pheromones are released, causing a scandal at a pivotal event. Though he struggles with the forbidden nature of their bond, Kaelen acknowledges Selene as his fated mate, bound by duty and loyalty to his people. Kaelen takes it upon himself to mentor Selene as her power grows out of control, but he is emotionally distant from her because of his own burdens and past.
Selene discovers the horrifying truth about her relationship to the moon and the ancient forces at work as she battles to control her abilities. Selene must contend with evil forces, treachery, and a catastrophic prophecy that jeopardizes the entire supernatural realm while Kaelen is by her side. In the midst of chaos and peril, trust is developed during the slow-burning romance that results from her quest to master her abilities.
But the real fight is yet to come, as Selene and Kaelen must fight against enemies both inside and outside the realm while dealing with an old curse. Will their love withstand the ultimate test, and can Selene accept her fate as the Moon's chosen guardian?

Cora Snow has always been the outcast of the Lincoln Pack. At twenty, her wolf remains dormant, leaving her weak, overlooked, and an easy target for ridicule. She’s invisible, until the night her wolf finally awakens.
That same night, Cain, the Alpha’s enigmatic son, returns to the pack, accompanied by Cora’s sister, the golden image of everything Cora is not. Fate strikes cruelly: Cain, her destined mate, rejects her before she can even speak. Humiliated and broken, Cora flees, disappearing into the shadows of the wilderness. And no one, neither her pack nor her own family bats an eye. To them, she has always been nothing.
But Cora is far from nothing. What begins as a quiet spark of survival quickly ignites into a force no one could anticipate. The weak wolf they scorned is about to become the most powerful, feared, and untouchable creature the pack has ever known. And when destiny calls, the girl they laughed at will have the power to rewrite everything.....including Cain’s heart.

Leandra had always lived a life of routine—long shifts at the hospital, caring for patients, and finding comfort in the steady rhythm of her work as a nurse. Her world was defined by purpose, one she knew well. Everything had made sense in that world, where logic ruled and the unpredictable could be managed with skills, empathy and compassion. But that predictable life was completely and utterly shattered the moment she met Sultan.

Sultan wasn’t just any man. He was the Alpha of the most powerful werewolf pack in America, But more than that he was her mate. The bond between them sparked something deep inside Leandra, something ancient and powerful that she hadn’t even known existed.

Leandra, who had believed herself to be fully human her entire life, discovered that she was part fairy—a truth hidden from her since birth. The revelation was overwhelming, and shifted her entire world on its axis but the mate bond between her and Sultan only intensified it and grew stronger with every touch, every glance, every word that was passed between them. A connection of souls that neither could resist, destined by fate.

Her world had become one of politics, power, and magic.
The moment Leandra’s fairy lineage was revealed, with her unique bloodline and growing bond to Sultan the balance of the supernatural world began to shift. Whispers of a brewing war stirred in the shadows, a conflict that threatened to erupt as a fight for power was on the horizon.
Sultan’s world was now hers, and with it came expectations. She couldn’t walk away from human world. She would have to find a way to balance the two lives that now defined her.

Because neither one was willing to let her go.

“Go to your father’s chambers and kill him.”

The command controlled my body, forcing me to swing the saber. I watched in horror as I beheaded the Divine God—my own father. Stripped of my powers and exiled by my brothers, I fell from the sky and crashed into a freezing river.

I thought I would die. Instead, I was pulled out by three identical, breathtakingly handsome men.

“We should leave her,” one sneers.
“I’d like to fuck her though,” another says, his eyes raking over my soaked dress.

They are triplets. They are Alphas. And they have decided to keep me.
I am Lillyan Elyort, the fallen Moon Goddess. Now, I am a prisoner in the Blackmoon pack, surrounded by enemies who want to use me. But they don’t know one thing: I might be mortal now, but I still know how to bite back.

"F**k! You're so thick... give me every inch of that beautiful cock."
The voice echoed through the villa just as moonlight spilled across their faces.
Blond hair. Damp and messy.
My brother.
My body froze as if my heart had stopped beating. My lips went numb as I whispered their names.
"Nikolai...? Hunter...?"
Reva came to the luxury year-end retreat hoping for a fresh start. With her company covering a week in a stunning seaside villa, she thought the trip might help mend the cracks in her marriage.
Instead, she wakes up alone after a wild night of partying and follows strange sounds through the dark house.
What she finds destroys her world.
Humiliated and shattered, Reva nearly makes a fatal decision—until she is saved by the last man she ever expected: Dr. Levi Price. Her boss.
A brilliant neurosurgeon and the cold, untouchable heir to the powerful Price medical empire.
When Nikolai shamelessly flaunts the affair and hands her divorce papers, Levi offers a shocking solution.
"We'll pretend to be dating, Let him see that you're not the one who lost."
Reva knows it's reckless. Dangerous.
But she says quietly, "It's the craziest thing I've ever done. But let's do it. Let's show the bastard something he never imagined he'd ever see."
A fake relationship between boss and employee should have been simple.
Just a performance.
But as they play lovers at glamorous parties, snowy Aspen nights, and beneath glittering Christmas lights, the line between revenge and desire begins to blur.
Because Levi Price isn't pretending as much as he should be.
And the longer the lie continues, the more real it feels.
What happens when revenge turns into obsession and fake love starts to become something neither of them can walk away from?

This book is an intense dark romance that explores themes of power, contract marriage and love.it involve a female lead (Evelyn) and a male lead(Isaac). Isaac is a billionaire and CEO of Blackwell's Enterprise. He was pressured by his mother to get married.
Evelyn and Isaac's love story started as a contract which Isaac wanted to use to get of his mother hook,with light meeting darkness, innocence colliding with experience, and vulnerability challenging control. She is warmth and quiet resilience, a woman shaped by hardship but never hardened by it.

Evelyn, a kind young girl who was searching for a way out from debt own by her late father, was thrown into a world of wealth and manipulation, struggles to find her place. Isaac, used to keeping people at a distance, is drawn to her in ways he refuses to acknowledge. At first, he underestimates her,sees her as fragile, naive. But Evelyn is neither weak nor easily broken. Slowly, she dismantles the walls he's spent years fortifying, not by force, but by simply being herself.

Their love is not easy. It is filled with misunderstandings, unspoken fears, and battles against their own demons. Isaac’s possessiveness and fear of vulnerability clash with Evelyn’s need for independence and self-worth. But it is also a love that heals.

In the end, Evelyn doesn’t just learn to stand up for herself,she teaches Isaac how to trust, how to let someone in. And Isaac, in his own way, becomes the first person to show Evelyn that love doesn’t have to be earned through suffering,it can be given freely, and she is worthy of it.

Maya Carter spent years being mocked and underestimated for being a woman in college football, but after fighting her way onto an elite team and becoming the one player capable of challenging her brother’s arrogant best friend and star cornerback, Jace Williams, she finally proves she belongs,until she is framed for destroying the team’s prized trophy, and Jace unexpectedly protects her, drawing them closer despite their rivalry, while secretly pursuing her because of a bet to make her fall in love with him and bring her down.

But what happens when Jace actually falls in love with the woman he was supposed to destroy, and Maya discovers that the man who stole her heart was only getting close to her because of a bet?

BLUE BOYXBOY

Jessie jay is a highly stuck up asshole,17 years old and straight with a huge ego.Jessie thinks that the world revolves around him and he has everyone under his control at school.When Paige,a new kid shows up 17 and openly gay with also a huge ego.Jessie realize he's and his crew is not the only badass again.As Jessie prove to Paige that he's the real deal at their school, his feelings for Paige change.

My Nerd…My Baby Boy

Being sent to his dads office again, for the third time since the week started, his eyes landed on the most beautiful boy he had ever laid eyes on.

'He's gonna be mine.'

Jace put his mind to that but there's a lot he will have to learn about the boy and those things will break jace's heart but he would still fall for the boy of his dreams.

Celine's secretly crushing on Aaron, the new young teacher. She got bullied for getting close to him, but fate brings them closer. Things twist when she discovers her mom's lover is Aaron's dad – he'll be her stepbrother! How can Celine accept this reality when she's already in love? Will she risk her mom's happiness for love, or keep crushing in secret and avoid him... especially after the threatening letter?

"I need you to help me fake a private jet crash. I want my husband to believe I'm dead. It’s the only way to save myself from him." I said.

I grew up in a family where I was always overlooked.

I was six when I went missing. Four years later, I finally returned home, but my parents already had another daughter, Chloe.

From then on, everything I owned belonged to her—my toys, my dresses, my friends.

By the time we reached college, Chloe had not only stolen two of my boyfriends, but also the research paper I’d spent two years writing.

Then I met Lucian Marino, heir to New York's most powerful Mafia family.

He fell in love with me at first sight. No matter how hard Chloe tried to seduce him, he never once wavered.

He defied his family to marry me, and for three years, I was his cherished Donna.

I thought I'd finally found something my sister couldn't steal.

Until I received a photograph of Lucian holding a pair of twins, with Chloe smiling beside him.

They were his children. Worse, both our parents had known all along.

I still loved him. God, I loved him so much it hurt.

But that love was no longer enough to make me stay.

I'd believed he would always be the one person who chose me. Now I realized even that promise had been a lie.

This time, I was choosing myself. And I was taking our child with me.

I would never look back.

I am the nameless corpse dumped in an alley, left without a head or limbs.
My mother is the lead detective on the case.
She stood outside the crime scene tape, pinching her nose in disgust. "Another street rat who got what she deserved. Just like my own useless daughter—always out running wild."
I hovered above, watching her step over my mutilated body, cooing gently into the phone with my stepsister—while the last call I made to her for help, the night I died, went unanswered.
Not until the medical examiner pried the bloodstained birthday necklace from my stiff fingers.
Not until forensics restored the audio file on my phone, and my final desperate plea echoed out: "Mom, help me..."
Only then did Detective Sarah—Chicago's coldest cop—collapse in front of that pile of "trash," her wail of grief tearing through the night.

I heard that recording and couldn't believe it. My husband had been having an affair for a whole year, and my six-year-old Jerry had been covering for him this whole time.

Later, at Jerry's birthday party, I overheard his friends: "That's Jerry's nanny. His real mom works overseas."

My son told everyone I was just the nanny.

That day, standing in the hotel hallway, Jerry looked at me and said: "Can you promise to never come find me again? So Michelle can officially be my mom?"

My blood ran cold.