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[1v6 | Dark Academia | Male Competition | Femme Fatale | Leash Kink | FMC in Control]
She was the perfect princess. Now she's the perfect predator.
For eighteen years, Serena Kincaid was groomed to rule East Coast high society—etiquette, connections, cold-blooded elegance drilled into her bones. Then the blood test came back. The real heiress returned. Overnight, Serena became the fake they couldn't wait to bury.
Her punishment? A three-million-dollar invoice for eighteen years of "upbringing." Her new role? Janitor. Maid. Servant in the house that raised her.
But Serena doesn't do redemption. She doesn't do tears. She weaponizes every man's desire to destroy her—and walks away clean.
Her "brother" invoiced her soul, then knelt trembling before his own desk. The hockey captain called her thief, then washed her lace three times and slept with it. The billionaire bid one dollar to humiliate her, then paid by the second in her palm, panting. The ethics professor threatened her with expulsion, then knelt on his own desk to sign her perfect score. The ghost in the surveillance room watched her for three years, then crawled from the dark begging for her collar. The real heiress's loyal knight came to burn her world, then stood beneath her window with her blood on his lip and a warning on his tongue.
They tear at each other for her. They bleed for her. They learned to kneel.
Not enough.
Julian locks her invoice in his drawer, losing control to her teeth marks every night. Asher sleeps with that washed lace, hardening at the sight of her in the locker room. Tristan folds bills into roses, waiting for her to charge by the second again. Elias fills her transcript with A+, releasing to the scent of her handwriting before ink dries. Silas hacks her dorm's thermostat, desperate for her to shed one layer in the heat. Noah says he hates her, then hardens when she wipes blood from his mouth.
She gives no name. No promise. No turning back.
She gives one moment—let them catch it kneeling, then beg kneeling for the next.
Serena fastens the last button, covering fresh bruises at her collarbone in the mirror.
Three million?
She's long paid off.
Now they owe her.
[Reading Guide]
FMC always in control. Leashing is her talent. Tears are luxury goods.
Brutal male competition. Six mad dogs tearing at each other, she watches and prices.
Romance = power play. She leverages desire to move all of Blackwood.
Real heiress keeps losing. Chloe has bloodline. Serena has the leash.

Sophie Bennett is a ghost. A scholarship student at Crestview Academy, her only goal is to stay invisible and get close to Daniel Vale, the golden heir her family desperately needs her to befriend. Daniel is perfect, kind, and safe. But on her first day, a wrong turn puts her in the path of the "Wrong Brother."

Harrison Vale is the school’s shadow. He’s dangerous, silent, and feared. While the world sees Daniel’s light, Sophie is inexplicably drawn to Harrison’s darkness. As Serena Cole and the elite "Royals" of the school target Sophie for her low-income roots, Sophie finds herself caught between two brothers: the one who can save her future, and the one who might destroy her heart.

Growing up as the Princess of Ever Moon Pack, Regina never thought that she would be betrayed and sold by her own husband. Then she found this marriage is all a lie from day one. Thank the moon goddess that her older brother Gray saved her from her abusive husband and brought her home. But when she discovers that Ever Moon Pack's new, handsome alpha is not really her biological brother, her world is turned upside down again. ...And not to say Gray has been in love with her since forever. --- "Here's my wife! Pretty, huh?" My husband cackled, "You two can have a night with her and all my debts go away. Great deal, right?"

Elena, a strong-willed She-wolf is forcefully sold by her father to the cruel Alpha Damien; they tell her that once she bears the Alpha an heir she would be set free.

What she doesn’t know is the cruel Alpha is her mate yet he remains oblivious to their mate bond, he torments her everyday and when Elena discovers she is pregnant she runs away from the abusive grasp of Alpha Damien.

Alpha Damien swore to find her and bring her back but what he doesn't know is Elena is now a well sought out healer.

Will Alpha Damien be able to get back his healer mate? Or will she end up in the hands of a second Alpha?

Find out in the gripping twist ahead!!

Do you have someone couldn’t forget in high school?
The boy who keeps disturbing you to attract your attention? You hate him a lot.
But several years later, you meet him again, will everything is the same as before or will the hate become love between your two?


When Hailey goes back home to the small town where she grew up for a vacation, she is expecting everything that a reunion could bring.

Meeting her parents again after a long time, had a happy time with her family, dealing with relatives she didn't like.

However, she wasn't expecting to meet Boris Stern again, the guy who had bullied her in high school.

And she definitely wasn't expecting a rollercoaster romance to begin.

“I, Alpha Damian Blackwood, reject you, Arielle Slyden, as my mate.” You are not my mate, Arielle. You never were, and don't think the night we shared together meant anything to me.” Alpha Damian yelled at me as I stared at him in shock, his forest green eyes had no remorse or emotion in them. My chest pinched at me causing tears to fill my eyes but I refused to let him see how much effect he had on me.


One reckless night of passion on her eighteenth birthday became a curse that would haunt her. When Arielle's mate bond manifested, it cruelly tied her to Alpha Damian—her crush's older brother, and the man who had disappeared without a trace after claiming her innocence.

Arielle is caught between two brothers, one who owns her soul but refuses to be her mate, and the other whose forbidden kiss she craves.

What happens when Arielle discovers the one that had refused to claim her as his mate had marked her to be bound to him forever!!

Arielle gets tangled in a dangerous game of lust, and both brothers' interest in her might run deeper than desire. And their dark secrets might destroy her before she learns the truth.

The doctors gave me three days. And my husband Donald used that time to beg me to give my uterus to Hailey, the "sister" I'd rescued from the streets.
"Her need is greater," he said.
So I smiled and signed over the design empire I'd spent fifteen years building to the girl who once shivered in my doorway.
My daughter Flora curled in Hailey's lap. "I love Hailey Mommy best!"
I nodded. "Be good for Mommy Hailey."
My parents squeezed Hailey's hands. "Sometimes, she feels more like a daughter to us than you ever did."
Even Donald looked at me with soft eyes. "This is the Audrey I always hoped you could be."
Dying, I had finally become their perfect woman—quiet, generous, and uncomplaining.
With the clock ticking down, I stitched the final thread into a wedding gown. Let them have their perfect ending. They'll discover, when the last breath leaves my body, that some gifts are curses in disguise.
Was it a devoted wife's final sacrifice... or a dead woman's ultimate revenge? The answer will unravel in the silence after my heart stops.

I died the day I caught my fiancé cheating.

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

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

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

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

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

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

He was the gentlest male nurse in the hospital, and it took him three years to fall in love with a woman of exceptional talent.

She was the most dazzling female director of the cardiothoracic surgery department, and she was used to his humble flattery and took his efforts for granted.

Three years of companionship couldn't outweigh a single word: "Get lost."

When he finally left, heartbroken, she realized—

The "little nurse" she used to dislike had long since become the most important person in her life.

Some loves, once lost, are lost forever.

Some missed opportunities are regrets that can never be undone.

For three whole years, as the "partner" of the bourgeois empress Victoria, I remained the most docile shadow of her business empire. Everyone thought I was a beautifully kept ornament, but only I knew that beneath this glittering facade, every shadow was a chaotic situation I had quelled with my own blood and flesh. It wasn't
until she used her daughter's final resting place as leverage to appease her lover that I realized that marriage was nothing more than a deceptive hunt.
Now, I'm going to recoup the costs.

My boyfriend hated the new freshman, Lila.
She followed him everywhere from day one, and he’d complain to me nonstop.
“Want me to get her kicked out? My dad can write a check and make it happen.”
I laughed it off. “Cocky much?”
He nudged my shoulder. “You really not scared I’ll get taken?”
Please.
We were childhood sweethearts, bound by family and our upcoming competition duet.
Her cheap, desperate act? I never saw it as a threat.
I had no idea how wrong I was.

Since when is eating a snack before dinner a capital crime? All because of a bag of gummies, my parents beat the hell out of me, and a judge coldly sentenced me to death. I was absolutely convinced the candy was laced! It wasn't until moments before my execution that I accidentally found out the truth: my family... were never actually my family to begin with.

"Olivia, the Wentworth family has no use for a pathetic excuse-maker like you."
My stepbrother, Dorian, watched with dead eyes as I tumbled down the second-floor stairs.
The agonizing pain of my shattered legs sent cold sweat pouring down my body.
"Dorian... save me..." I reached out to him in complete despair.
He just frowned in disgust, turned his back, and shut the door.
From inside, I could hear Mia's smug giggles.
Three days later, Mia stole my name and triumphantly took my guaranteed admission spot at Juilliard.
As for me, Dorian told the public I had "committed suicide from a mental breakdown after failing the audition."
In excruciating pain and sheer hopelessness, I took my last breath.
When I opened my eyes again, I shot up from the sofa.
I was reborn.
Back to exactly three days before the tragedy struck.

Reunited, I became the “perfect wife” Julian had always dreamed of.
I didn’t ask where he was when he didn’t come home.
When his “one that got away” came to our door to provoke me, I greeted her with a polite smile.
I even caught them in the act, and instead of screaming, I thoughtfully closed the door for them.
The Elara who used to break down in hysterics over his infidelity was dead.

The woman standing here now was nothing more than a shell, existing solely for her daughter.
Finally, Julian began to panic. He knelt in the pouring rain, begging me to curse him, begging me to still love him—or even hate him.
But as I looked down at him, I didn’t just feel nothing. I felt sick.
"Julian, I don't hate you."
I just find every second spent with you utterly disgusting.

The night before graduation, a confession post blew up the school forum:
“Daphne, I’m gonna rip up my Harvard offer onstage during commencement to confess to you—my whole college future as my love token.”
The OP bragged nonstop in the comments that he’d locked down the state’s only full-ride Harvard scholarship, his admission was a done deal, and graduation was nothing but a meaningless formality anyway.
The attached photo showed their interlaced hands. That old burn scar on his forearm—the one he’d claimed he got saving me—stared back like a chain that’s trapped me for ten years straight.
I poured every cent, every spare hour and all my academic resource just to get him into Harvard. I even voluntarily stepped down from the scholarship race and passed the spot to him.
This childhood sweetheart who’d sworn we’d go to Harvard together only hours ago threw every promise out the window for a rich transfer student, willing to gamble both our futures just for a dramatic grand gesture.
I shut the forum tab, pulled up my email to the scholarship committee.
I’m formally taking back the scholarship spot I gave up！

On the day I gave birth to my daughter, Iris, my husband Hollis pushed open the hospital room door, dragging a four-year-old boy by the arm. Eyes red and welling with tears, he said, "Look who I brought home."
My mother-in-law wept tears of joy. My son, Felix—who supposedly died in the winery fire five months ago—had returned "from the dead."
The whole room was crying over this miracle, but my blood ran cold: since the second he walked through that door, Hollis hadn't spared a single glance at our newborn daughter.
I secretly collected a DNA sample from the boy and sent it for expedited testing. The results confirmed it: this wasn't my son at all. He was Hollis’s illegitimate child with another woman.
That same night, I pulled up the nursery's hidden camera footage and watched with my own eyes as this man injected poison into Iris’s breast milk. Soon after, he brazenly moved his mistress—my personal assistant—into my home.
A towering wave of hatred consumed me. I swore I would make them pay in blood...

When the dismissal bell rings, the night resets.
I'm Zoe, a high school sophomore living on campus, isolated by my entire family and the whole school. My "crime"? I reported my own little brother for campus violence.
The first time, I died in the dark by the track. The second time, shut inside the equipment room. But every time I opened my eyes, I was dragged back to the exact same starting point. Only the number on my arm—the countdown of how many lives I had left—dropped by one.
The man in the black mask always seemed to know exactly where I’d run and where I’d hide. But what truly sent shivers down my spine was this: every single time, my mother stood just a few steps away, quietly watching me take my last breath.
Once the number hits zero, there is no coming back. What do I have to do to survive this night?

My husband had been traveling a lot lately. Intuition told me he was cheating.
I kept quiet. For his birthday, I gifted him AirPods—secretly linked to my backup Apple ID.
At 10:00 p.m., his "Find My" location wasn't heading to the airport. It had stopped at a decade-abandoned lumber yard.
I floored it, obsessed with catching them in bed.
But when I arrived, I only found a corpse.

Every time the clock hits 11:10 PM, I am brutally slaughtered in my apartment. And every time, I gasp awake ten minutes earlier to fight for my life. The deadbolts are secure. The windows are sealed. Outside my door, nothing but silence. Yet, the killer strikes precisely on time. Who is watching me from the dark?

Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger.
Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears.
Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened.
This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay!
She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!

Warning ###This story contains explicit sexual content, coarse language, and potentially provocative scenes. Viewer discretion is advised.###
Benjamin is an elite assassin, undertaking a top-secret mission amidst the turmoil of war, a mission that symbolizes the highest honor for any assassin. However, during a critical moment of his assignment, Benjamin receives a call from home—his father has died under mysterious circumstances, shrouded in a colossal secret. Hastily returning to investigate his father's death, he is astonished to find his first obstacle is an alluring woman he must now call 'stepmother.' Could this beautiful, sensuous, and youthful stepmother be connected to his father's untimely demise? Confronted with her misunderstandings, which path should Benjamin choose? This dilemma demands profound contemplation from him.

Judy’s fated mate rejected her to marry the Lycan Chairman - Gavin’s daughter. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he ruined her family and tried to make her his secret mistress!
Judy’s response? “I’d rather sleep with your father-in-law than ever be with you!”
Gavin is known for his power, wealth, and being the ultimate playboy who never sleeps with the same woman twice.
But Judy’s about to break all his rules… again and again.

Fay is a psychologist and her patient is the most ruthless mafia king. He's in jail.
And he's the father of Fay's ex ?!
One day, he caged Fay against bars and unbuttoned her shirt
Fay tried to push him away but she was wet.
Him："You know, doc. I wanted to do this the first day we met."

On New Year's Eve, I lost both my first love and my virginity.
I never thought that the courage I mustered to put on that sexy lingerie... would eventually be undone by my professor.

When Audrey's bf cheated at the biggest college party,
He called her a boring nerd in front of everyone.
She’s heartbroken and wasted. Then she had a one-night stand with a hot stranger.
The next morning, she shocked to find out that the new professor was the man from last night.
She lowered her head and tried to escape the earth.
Him: “No need to hide, Audrey. I believe we met last night.”

When Chase Tanning’s mother remarries a decade after his father’s death, he is happy to see his mother happy once again. But when he moves in to his new house with his new step-father and step-brother, he’s convinced that they have made a grave mistake. Not only is the house centuries old and gives off a creepy vibe, but his new step-family is even more mysterious and cold towards him than he anticipated.
However, moving to a new school in his sophomore year is even more challenging than he anticipated, and as the bullies have a field day with him while his step-brother, Alexander Marshall, all but avoids his very existence. That is until…he is pushed down the stairs and ends up hitting his head hard enough to heal. In an instant, his life changes forever as he is surrounded by people with fangs and claws, with no hope of escape.
But right then, a shadowy figure steps in front of him, and drives the hissing creatures away.
“Welcome to hell, little brother,” says his savior. “From now on, you are mine to claim, mine to do as I please.”

"I want you to be my fake boyfriend.""What do I get in return?""I can give you money.""Money is not what I am after." He looked into my eyes and smirked, "I want you."Kylie Wade's happy life hit rock bottom when she found her boyfriend cheating on her with her own sister. To add oil to the misery, her adopted mother wanted to get her married off to a rich old man. Desperate to escape her fate and get back at her ex, she ends up hooking up with the captain of the football team- Elijah Crawford.What supposed to be was a one time thing changed into a dedicated courtship when Elijah took a liking on her.Was she ever going to be with that playboy? NEVER!Little did she know that Elijah had a secret- he was not an ordinary human but a werewolf.

Victoria devoted five faithful years to Ethan, her mate-to-be—or so she thought. But on the night she planned to reveal her deepest secret, she overhears Ethan and her best friend in bed, laughing about her "omega innocence." Betrayed, heartbroken, and burning with fury, Victoria turns away from the man who used her... straight into the arms of his enigmatic half-brother, the dangerous and magnetic Damian Sterling.
"Why him?" Damian asks, his voice dark.
"Because I want to forget your brother," she dares.
Just one night. No feelings. No regrets. But neither of them expects the raging call of fate, or the secrets about to explode.
She was never an omega.
He was never meant to touch her.
But destiny has its own rules—and it starts with one unforgettable night.
Will revenge turn into something deeper—or destroy them both?

TW: ABUSE, VIOLENCE, DARK ROMANCE, DADDY KINK
THERE WILL BE MM, MF, and MFMM sex
At 22 years old, Alyssa Bennett returns to her small hometown, fleeing her abusive husband with their seven-month-old daughter, Zuri. Unable to contact her brother, she reluctantly turns to his asshole best friends for help-despite their history of tormenting her. King, the enforcer of her brother's motorcycle gang, the Crimson Reapers, is intent on breaking her. Nikolai aims to claim her for himself, and Mason, ever the follower, is just glad to be part of the action. As Alyssa navigates the dangerous dynamics of her brother's friends, she must find a way to protect herself and Zuri, all while discovering dark secrets that could change everything.

When you're a pregnant cheerleader, your bf ghosted you immediately after you told him the news.
Your brother's best friend, the hockey captain, threw a party and invited all of your bf's flings, and they unite to dump him in public.
You: thanks for always being a big brother to me
He raised his eyebrow and asked,
"Brother? How about your baby’s dad?"

When you're homeless after catching your BF and BFF together,
the next time you see them, they're screaming in public,
your hot billionaire fiancé casually wraps an arm around you and says to your BFF:
"Jenny, watch your mouth in front of your new mom... and your future little brothers."
Jenny: 😱Dad!?
Ex-BF: 🤡

He was the heir of top rich family, but he was deaf, blind and lame.
I, an orphan, decided to marry him for his money.
Everyone laughed at us, but I struggled alone to support the whole family.
But one day, I was so shocked when I discovered his secret!

Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother.

"What is wrong with me?

Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?

It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.

He’s my boyfirend’s brother.

This is Tyler’s family.

I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.

**

As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.

Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.

When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.

I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.

**

I hate girls like her.

Entitled.

Delicate.

And still—

Still.

The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.

Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.

I shouldn’t care.

I don’t care.

It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.

It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.

I’m not here to rescue anyone.

Especially not her.

Especially not someone like her.

She’s not my problem.

And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.

But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.

I escaped my abusive Alpha husband by striking him down, only to run straight into the predatory, obsessive embrace of his triplet brothers.
My husband hates my body. But his brothers worships it. Debbie, married to Alpha Black, the powerful Alpha heir of the Dark-hearts Pack. But life with him isn’t what anyone expects.
She is bullied, body-shamed, and abused — forced to run into the arms of her brothers-in-law. The triplets: Rain, wild and passionate. River, calm yet dangerous. Rex, quiet and magnetic.
They didn’t just come to rescue her… they came to claim her. The same body her husband despises, they worship. They are obsessed with it. One woman. Three men. And a forbidden passion that refuses to be tamed.
Warning: This book contains smut, BDSM, and more smut.

On the night of my rebirth, fueled by alcohol and rage, I stumbled into the room of my fiancé’s sworn enemy—and kissed him.

Everyone thinks Atlas is a heartless playboy who toys with women.

Only I know how submissive he can be, and the filthy, dirty things he whispers when he calls me "Baby."

Outside the door, my scumbag ex-fiancé, Knox, was screaming, begging for a second chance.

Inside the door, Atlas’s wandering hands were exploring every inch of my body.

"Be a good girl," he rasped against my ear. "Moan loud enough for him to hear."

The next day, Knox pinned me against the wall, his eyes red with jealousy. "I can do better than him. Choose me, okay?"

I shoved him away coldly. "Too late."

From the moment I was reborn, my goal was to make Knox pay. Why simp for a cheater when I can make him lose his fortune, his reputation, and force him to kneel at my feet?

Atlas smirked, pulling me into his arms. "Choose me. I'll help you destroy him."

A DARK EROTIC BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE. “Arghh, oh my, faster…” I moaned in pleasure, my head rolling back as my vision turned hazy with ecstasy.

My mouth hung open, muttering incoherent words while I watched the beast of a man before me pound harder into my dripping entrance.

“I’m going to fuck your tight, virgin c*nt so hard that I’ll ruin you for any other man out there,” he muttered in my ear as he switched our positions, laying me on my back.

I gasped as I felt drive deeper into me than ever before.
—
“The night I caught my fiancé in bed with my sister was the night I stopped being the good girl.”

After seventeen years of blind loyalty, Leah Harnes walks in on her fiance tangled in sheets with her own sister.

Heartbroken, humiliated and desperate to forget, Leah does the unthinkable when she spends a reckless night with a hot stranger.

But then, her world shatters again when she discovers the man from that night is ‘Ethan Blackwood,’ her ruthless and dangerously powerful boss.

Ethan offers her a cruel contract; Her body in exchange for his power.

Except, a man like Ethan doesn’t do soft.

No romance. No love-play.

All he knows is control, pleasure and pain.

She swears to hate him.

He swears to own her.

Between her scheming step-mother, her vengeful ex and Ethan’s dark obsession, Leah is caught in a web of lies, desire and revenge.

But when love ignites between them, and enemies strike from all sides, Leah must decide to destroy Ethan to save herself or lose everything to the man who already ruined her once.

A man like Ethan, who despised being touched, but now, he craves the touch of only one woman.

When nineteen-year-old Seraphina Winters returns home after her mother’s sudden marriage, she expects distance and discomfort not the magnetic pull of her new stepfather. Damon Blackwood is powerful, guarded, and dangerously attentive, and living under the same roof makes every glance feel like a test of control.

As secrets rise and boundaries blur, Seraphina is forced to confront feelings she never invited, while Damon struggles between duty, guilt, and a desire he refuses to name. In a house built on wealth and silence, one wrong step could destroy them both.

Some love stories aren’t meant to begin but once they do, they refuse to end quietly.

“Did you ever love me?” Summer Hayes asked her husband once.

Kieran Cross never answered.

For two years, Summer believed their marriage was revenge—cold touches, ruthless control, and silence sharp enough to wound. The billionaire boy she ignored in high school had finally made her pay for it.

Until the night he died saving her.

As their yacht sank beneath freezing waves, Kieran shoved her onto the rescue boat, blood on his lips, and mouthed the words he’d never said before:

“I love you.”

By the time Summer understood the truth, he was gone.

Three years later, destroyed by grief and PTSD, she crashes her car—and wakes up at sixteen.

This time, her mother is alive.
And Kieran is not the untouchable billionaire she remembers, but a poor scholarship student everyone overlooks.

Quiet. Exhausted. Starving himself to support his deaf little sister.

When no one offers him a seat, Summer does.

Because this lifetime, she’ll save the boy who died for her.

But falling for Kieran again may uncover the devastating truth behind the man he became—and why loving her always seems to end in tragedy.

My head throbbed painfully, and every inch of my body felt as if it was being torn apart. The man I spent the night with was a force of nature, an absolute beast in bed. Glancing at the scattered condoms around, I estimated we’d gone at it five or six times last night. I sighed, convincing myself it was just a one-time fling, a steamy memory I’d cherish. After all, I didn’t even know his name, and I was sure we’d never cross paths again.​

But fate had a twisted sense of humor. The moment I stepped into Silver Moon Pack as a newly - signed actress, I froze. There he was—the Alpha whose eyes held me captive, the same man I’d shared that wild night with. I’d dreamed of this moment, thinking it was my ticket to stardom. Little did I know, this Alpha was infamous as the “Demon Alpha.” Now, I couldn’t help but wonder: Would I survive his clutches?

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Founding out her boyfriend got her sister Pregnant, Zoe Gil flirted with an unknown stranger and ended up marrying him in a flash.

But why did the stranger turned out to be the most richest and powerful man in the city?

I was declared dead in a car accident—while my husband was desperately trying to save the woman he truly loved.
Five years later, I return with top medical skills and two adorable children. Now, the world knows me as the renowned “Dr. Green.”
With red-rimmed eyes, Charles Windsor corners me and chokes out, “Diana, our children… are they still alive?”

That reckless yet unforgettable night saw Lena Voss flee overseas—unaware she carried not just his child, but quadruplets. But her quiet life shattered completely when she returned home, and she collided with Killian Thorne. His icy yet burning gaze locked firmly on her. “The kids… mine?” “They take my last name,” Lena shot back, struggling to mask the turmoil in her heart. “Change it. Now,” he purred, his tone laced with danger. “I never planned to let you go after you slipped away that night.” He declared firmly: “The kids are mine. So are you.” “You were just a mistake,” Lena snapped. “A mistake?” He closed in, his voice a velveted threat. “To me? It was fate.” A gifted single mom versus an iron-willed tycoon. The four little ones play Cupid in secret; as secrets unravel and passion ignites—Killian is resolute: No one will take her from him. Never.

Please!! Emily choked out, trying to pry the hands strangling her neck.

How could you do this to me? Stefan roared, his hands tightening on her neck. It took the three of the pack warriors to pry his hands away from her neck.

Please!!! Stefan, I can explain, it’s not what it looks like.

Instead his cold gaze freezes her from uttering another word. Shame shrouding her, as Emily clung the blanket covering her naked body.

My name is Stefan Regan, and I reject you Emily Snow, as my mate and Luna of the Silver crescent pack.

You and the man you have chosen to cheat with her to be banished immediately.

No!!!!!!!!!! Emily screamed, clutching her chest, as pain hot as lava runs through her body. Please Stefan this is all a misunderstanding, please!!!

Instead she is dragged out by the guards that were once her friends, banishing her out of the park she had known all her life. leaving her mateless, heartbroken and pregnant.

Find out what the story of Emily in this thrilling novel, filled with unexpected twists, that would keep you on edge.

Katy is a human, but there was something special about her. Her blood is the most alluring thing the vampire's had ever smelt, and just like that, Katy's normal miserable life was turned upside down when she got lost in a world filled with vampires and many vampires came after her for her blood, but neither of them was as dangerous as Domenic Darkshadow the prince of the Vampires. He protected her but not for the right reasons, Domenic wants her amazing blood all to himself, and maybe that's not all he would take from her.

I spent weeks planning this trip. Every detail carefully arranged for one purpose: to confess my feelings to Arthur—Julian's older brother, the boy I'd been secretly in love with since childhood.

But he showed up with a girlfriend.

That night, drunk and reckless, I did the most absurd thing—I kissed Julian. The troublemaker who'd been my nemesis since we were kids, the one I swore I'd never give the time of day.

But what happened next was even more absurd.

This winter every time he came close, my heart raced out of control. I started noticing the curve of his smile, the undisguised heat in his eyes when he looked at me.

Those habits that used to drive me crazy now made my heart flutter. My feelings for him became dangerous, complicated—like a storm I couldn't escape.

"Eleanor, are you avoiding me?" He blocked my path.

He suddenly pressed my wrist, trapping me between the wall and his body, his teeth grazing my earlobe as he whispered, "You finally see me..."

Just when I thought everything had settled, Arthur began closing in. He suddenly acknowledged my existence, his gaze burning with intensity, as if the moment I let go was when he truly saw me.

"Eleanor, we need to talk." Arthur stopped me.

I tried to escape in panic, but Julian wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, pulling me tightly against him. His arms were firm as iron, his lips brushing my hair as his voice dropped low and dangerous:

"She's mine, Arthur. You're too late."

I had only one plan: To git rid of my new stepdad. I never knew; I'd fall hard for him!

"I want to lose my virginity to you, Daddy." Viola seductively whispered to his ears.
He gulped nervously trying to control his body; " but I am your stepdad!" .

This story contains explicit content, intense emotional tension, and dangerously possessive alpha behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
"Does your brother know," he murmured, his voice low and rough, "that his worst enemy is touching his sister right now?"
A soft whimper escaped me. My body reacted instinctively, tightening around his touch.
"No," I gasped, desperate and trembling. "He can never know. He can never find out."
He deepened his touch, and my words dissolved into a breathless cry.
"Good girl," he whispered, his voice a low promise. "This stays between us."
For ten years, Skye Moore lived by one rule: Stay away from Thorne. Once her brother's closest friend, now his greatest enemy, he was the one man she was never meant to be close to.
Cold, powerful, and dangerously untouchable, Thorne existed far beyond her world until the day Skye walked into his office, unknowingly becoming his new secretary.
The moment Thorne sees her again, control slips from his grasp. Because Skye is forbidden and the harder he tries to keep his distance, the harder it becomes to resist.
Skye doesn't understand why his presence rattles her, why his gaze lingers too long, or why every moment with him feels charged. All she knows is that the man her brother warned her about may be the one she can't escape.
Because some enemies don't want revenge, they want her. And Thorne is done pretending he doesn't crave every part of her.

Andrea -

Deciding that I was going to skip a day at work so I could have first time sex with my boyfriend seemed like the most absurd decision I could ever make. Or at least that was what I'd thought. Until I'd walked in on my said boyfriend cheating on me with some redhead and decided to get my revenge by losing my virginity to his wealthy billionaire father instead. Crazy, right? Trust me, I know. Like that's not enough, things take a drastic turn for the worst after I realized I was in love with him and pregnant with his child.

Alejandro -

I should have known better than to get involved with someone way younger than me. It was something I've never done before. But like the saying goes, there's a first time for everything. The first time I met Andrea I was captivated by her beauty. More than that there was this innocence in her that called out to me like a moth to a flame. I ignored all the warnings in my head and went after what I wanted. And what I wanted was her. Unfortunately what she wanted was revenge against my son. I told myself that it had to be some kind of mistake. There was no way she had been playing with my feelings and planning some silly revenge this whole time. But she had. But I couldn't deny that she'd fooled me real good alright. So naturally I cut ties with her. And that's supposed to be the end, right?

Wrong.

Turns out that our story was never destined to end just there. . .

I came to New York to survive my first real job.

Instead, I found out my terrifyingly gorgeous boss has golden wings.

On my very first day at one of Manhattan's most prestigious law firms, I accidentally catch a glimpse of something no human is supposed to see. Pointed ears. Impossible magic. A monster that shouldn't exist. And Alexander Sterling—the brilliant, infuriating senior partner everyone worships—isn't just a legal genius.

He's a Fae prince.

The problem? He knows I saw everything.

Now the dangerously handsome man who was supposed to erase my memories insists on keeping me close instead. Apparently, I'm the only human alive who can see through fae glamour, and that makes me the key to stopping the invisible war tearing apart the barrier between our world and theirs.

Lucky me.

By day, I'm drowning in impossible billable hours, impossible deadlines, and an impossible boss who somehow gets even more attractive every time he saves my life.

By night, I'm dodging nightmare creatures, uncovering centuries-old conspiracies, and discovering that the magic I've spent my whole life dismissing as hallucinations may actually be my greatest strength.

The closer Alexander and I get, the harder it becomes to ignore the sparks between us—or the secrets he's desperately trying to protect. Because someone is hunting people like me, the barrier is on the verge of collapse, and if the wrong fae gets their hands on my power, both worlds could burn.

Falling for my boss was never part of the plan.

Neither was becoming the only thing standing between humanity and the end of magic.

Ava Monroe is struggling to pay for her college fees. After a terrible loss in business when her family went bankrupt overnight, Ava saw all her dreams shatter right in front of her eyes. It doesn't help that her family is obsessed with becoming wealthy again. The shock of being poor had turned them into something Ava could no longer recognize. However, eager for some quick money, Ava works as an escort over the summer before college begins. The money is good, and she hasn't had any strange experiences yet. That has to be worth something, right?

Brian Reinhold is rich, successful and soon turning forty. But his home is anything but happy. After losing his sixteen-year-old daughter in a car crash, Brian doesn’t know how to go on with life anymore. Nothing makes sense. Nothing makes him lively. His friends believe Brian needs a break. A long pause in his hectic life so he could grieve and make amends for the sadness that is dousing him from inside. But instead of packing his bags and moving to his hometown, Brian thrusts himself more into work and pretends that moving on is a choice, not binding.

But life takes a toll when the next client on Ava’s list turns out to be Brian Reinhold. The dear daddy of Valerie. Ava’s best friend. Now, Ava doesn’t know why the idea of sleeping with a man double her age is electrifying. Brian Reinhold might be forty soon, but he looks anything but old. His arms are a thing of beauty and his charming grey eyes can suck you in so deep that reality gladly withers away. But this arrangement has cons of its own. And truth has the power to destroy the lives they both care for.

“Next time I see you, I’m not letting you walk away.” The stranger said as Nova wiped his cum off her lips.
Nova was a quiet, shy, and bookish girl… also very innocent. At least, that’s what everyone thought.
Until one filthy game of truth or dare in an exclusive club stripped away her innocence and left her kneeling in the dark… mouth full of a stranger’s thick cock, swallowing every drop of his release without ever knowing his name.
She fled after he finished. But he didn’t forget and neither did she.
And the next day, when she followed her best friend to her father’s luxurious estate for his 45th birthday dinner, she locked eyes with the last man she expected to see—
The man she gave head to the night before.
Her best friend’s dad.
Now he knows. Now he wants her. And Nova’s filthy little secret?
She wants him too.