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Ana was like every young she-wolf out there.

She couldn't wait to meet her mate.

She didn't expect the way things would go the day she finally met him or the way he would treat her once they met.

Ana's mate wants nothing to do with her but won't let her go. Ana feels like a prisoner to her mate.

Her mind is torn on what to do. She wishes her mate would love her, but he shows no hope of that happening.

She wants to try and build something with him, but he makes things difficult for her. He treats her horribly, and Ana doesn't know why.

Ana wishes he would reject or let her go, but he won't. She feels like he is determined to make her his prisoner forever.

Read and find out how Ana survives being a prisoner to her.

Hidden her whole life, Brynn never knew she was born into a war debt that never ended.
Jaxon was raised to collect that debt.
But when his wolf recognizes her as his mate, the rules change — and so does the cost.
Love could free her.
It could also condemn everyone she cares about, including him.

“Please!” - I beg, practically throwing myself at your feet. – “You can't treat me like this, not after knowing I'm pregnant.”

He leans into my space, so close that I can smell the spicy notes of his cologne. Then a dark smile comes across his lips.

“And you want me to believe that you, a poor little rich girl, were innocent." He pauses dramatically and smiles as if I had told a very funny joke. “You didn't look like a virgin when I fucked you.”

It was my fault, my fault for believing him, for falling in love with my enemy, for really believing that he would ever love me. Now I was pregnant and alone.

“I hate you!” I say it with all the strength I have in me.

His jaw tightened and he looked like he wanted to break my neck, just like the first time. But now something shone in his eyes, something different. He was uncertain of the accusations he had made, and worst of all. He knew that I was serious. He knew that I would never go back.

Have you ever been in love with your father's best friend? Do you wonder how on earth you got yourself into this mess and how you can get out of it?

Anyssa is a young omega, the illegitimate daughter of Alpha Calder. Young and witty, she is asked by her father to intern at his best friend's company as his secretary. What started as a simple job grows into something much more forbidden. She falls for her father's best friend, and worse, becomes pregnant by him even after she finds her mate. Will this work, or is it just a fleeting romance? Something that should never have happened?

Alpha Ronan: When my best friend asked for a favor, I didn’t expect it to come in the form of a red-haired, annoying girl with big tits and a slender waist. Anyssa Black is more than just a ‘pretty girl,’ and she is mine to claim.

After trying so many jobs, Syanja finally made her decision. She started to write novels and decided to be a novelist. One day, she got an offer from a big company. It is the best company all around the world for authors, She accepted the offer to move away from her hometown. All she wants was to be successful.

One day the CEO's younger son Jeong Jung-Hoon saw her helping someone. He was amazed by her actions and beauty and slowly his feelings started building up for her.
His friends and brothers helped him to chase her. After some meetings, they get close to each other and fall in love, but Syanja's ex Hyung-Shi comes back into her life. He started to meet her and tried to take her back to him. On the other hand, Jung-Hoon was busy with his work and hardly made time to spend with Syanja. They started to distance themselves. They are public figures and rumors started spreading for them to lose trust in each other.

They started to focus on their careers, but both of them didn't know what fate wanted. It wasn't the end of their love. They changed themselves, made their character strong, and met each other again, this time with more powerful souls, this time with no love but anger.
They made each other regret everything they did for each other.
They tried everything to make each other down but it's made them closer than before.

Rachel Angelo never wanted a new life, a new house, or a new family. She just wanted the life she was used to, but when her mother marries the cold, manipulative, powerful attorney Simon Adams to escape financial ruin, Rachel is forced into a mansion she wants no part of.
What she didn't expect was the nightmare waiting at the top of the stairs— Thane Adams, her new stepbrother. The same sinfully irresistible stranger she had a reckless, heartbreak-fueled hookup with the night she caught her boyfriend, Raymond cheating.
What begins as tension and denial soon becomes a desire neither of them can control. But in a house full of secrets, lies, hidden agendas, and a father who will ruin anyone who threatens his legacy and reputation… falling for each other isn’t just forbidden. It’s dangerous. A love born in the dark may cost them everything, even their family, their future, and each other.

"Breeder? It means I bought you for a fee. I own you. You'll warm my bed and bear me a child. You'll obey my every command and I'll do with you as I please."


Irish, betrayed by her father and sold to the cruel Alpha Adrian as a Breeder, must provide an heir for the Alpha and his wife, Ashley. Her fate worsens when he turns out to be her fated mate.

Locked up and abused by their hands, she must keep herself safe and her unborn baby when Ashley gets clouded by jealousy and seeks to ruin her.

But things get even more complicated when Irish doesn't have the Alpha by her side. He would rather eat out of his wife's palm due to a secret she holds against him and as a result, he swears to do away with her once she has the baby.

Dejected and hurt, Irish runs away for her dear life but the chase begins.

Alpha Adrian is hot on her tail.

He won't let her go, he won't let her breathe. He's desperate to have her back or does he just want his baby and then her head on a golden platter for his wife?

When fate finally makes their paths cross, will he kill her or dote on her?

Everyone knows Caleb Hart.

Star quarterback. Future scholarship king. The boy teachers protect and students worship.

No one knows Mira Lawson.

Plus-size, scholarship kid, top of the class, and the easiest target in the hallway.

When a sudden family crisis forces Mira to become the live-in babysitter for Caleb’s younger sister, she’s dragged into the last place she ever wanted to be his house. At school, they’re enemies. At home, they’re forced into silence, shared meals, and uncomfortable truths.

But when Caleb begins defending Mira publicly, the bullying doesn’t stop it mutates. Rumors sharpen. Lines are drawn. And Mira realizes something terrifying:

Caleb’s protection is making her life worse.

As hatred turns into reluctant trust, and trust into something dangerously close to love, Mira must decide what self-reinvention really means becoming chosen… or choosing herself.

A raw, emotionally charged YA romance about power, survival, and what it costs to be seen.

She could do just anything for her family. He could do everything for power and money. When he asked her to marry him, she was happy. But little did she know, she was entering hell. She had a crush on him. But not now, not anymore, not when she knows his deepest secrets. But she can't run now, he had already noticed her and now, he wants her. And damn, he gets what he wants.? Can they ever love each other? Or will it always be what it was-- hate? Love blossoms in the most unexpected circumstances. And damn, they are right, opposite attracts. Follow me on the game fate decided to play with these two.

When Isabella 'Ivy' Romano is dragged into the brutal world of Damian Lucenti; Alpha of the Lucenti Pack and the most feared mafia enforcer in New Orleans, she discovers that her blood carries a dangerous legacy.

Forced into a supernatural marriage to settle an old blood debt, Ivy must navigate betrayal, deadly rivalries, and her own emerging werewolf powers. But in a city where loyalty is a weapon and love can be a trap, every choice could cost her life – or the life of the man she swore to hate.

"Will you please stop staring at my breast? "

"I think you'd better watch that mouth of yours before I put my cock in?"

Melanie Vaughn is a stripper who lives a life of luxury; she can dance for anyone as long as there is money on the table, and it is her passion.

One day, she met her boss, the owner of the club, Leonard Salvador, who wanted her to give him a private dance even though he was married.

Little did Melanie know, he wanted her to be his personal Stripper.

Will she agree to be his personal Stripper, or will it lead to problems when his wife finds out?

Ashley Brooklyn, one of the hottest strippers in Los Angeles, had a one-night stand with a guy in a mask. A month later what she never expected was pregnancy.

A contract, followed by rules of a billionaire, a heart aching and painful love.

Filled with POSSESSION,DESIRE and BURNING SENSATION.

Iris Vale has spent years hiding in plain sight, a low-level analyst at Graves Enterprises who follows one simple rule: never be noticed. But someone has been watching her every move. Lucien Graves, the ruthless and untouchable CEO of the billion-dollar empire, has orchestrated her world from the shadows for years. When he suddenly pulls her into his inner circle, assigning her directly under his command and isolating her from everyone else, Iris finds herself trapped in a web of surveillance, control, and dark desire. As she fights against his all-consuming obsession, she uncovers a connection from their shared past that Lucien has never forgotten. What begins as a battle of wills spirals into a dangerous romance where possession is everything, and escape is impossible. In a world where Lucien anticipates her every move, Iris must confront the man who claims her as his own body, soul, and secrets.

Anthony was the only guy I've ever wanted but couldn't. He was my brother's best friend. Besides, he always saw me as an annoying brat.


I felt him behind me. I saw him standing there, just as I remembered him.

"What's your name ?"

Holy shit, he didn't know it was me. I decided I could have this for myself.

"Tessa, what's yours?"

"Anthony, how would you like to go somewhere else?"

I didn't need to think about this; I wanted it. I've always wanted him to be my first, and it looks like my wish is about to come true.                               

I've always been attracted to him. He hasn't seen me in years. I followed him out of the club, his club. He Stopped short.

He grabbed my hand and walked through the door. Just that simple touch made me want him.
The minute we stepped outside, he pushed me against the wall and took my mouth. His kiss was all I'd dreamt it would be when he sucked and bit my lower lip; I think I came right then. He pulled away from me slightly.

"No one can see anything; you're safe with me."

He continued his assault on my lips; then his warm, delicious mouth was on my nipple.

"Oh God"

His free hand found its way between my legs. When he slid two fingers into me, a needy moan escaped my lips.

"So tight, it's like you were made for me………."

He stopped and looked at me ,I knew that look ,I remember it as his thinking look.  The minute the car stopped he grabbed my hand and got out ,he led me towards what seemed like a private elevator.
He just stood there looking at me.

"You're a virgin? Please tell me I'm Wrong; please say you're not."

"I am..."


Anthony was the only guy I've ever wanted, but couldn't ,he was my brother's best friend. Besides, he always saw me as an annoying brat.

What would you do when the possibility of the man you've always wanted to be yours is in front of you? Would you grab that chance or let it slip away. Callie took her chance but with it comes trouble, heartbreak and Jealousy. Her world shatters around her but her brothers Best friend was her main goal and she means to attain him one way or the other.

He pushes me against the wall kissing me fiercely then grabs my thighs lifting me up. I straddle his waist pressing my sensitive spot against his now pulsing dick. Moans escape me as he kisses down my jaw, latching onto my neck. My hands disappear inside the back of his shirt curressing his muscular back. His hand soon finds my breast filling me with bursts of pleasure as he pulls at my nipple. I find myself with every touch wanting more and more. My thoughts about kissing him stand no chance to the real thing. The way he touches me is gentle but filled with hunger. He holds me tightly like he is afraid this will end. Everything about this feels right, natural, perfect, except his impending marriage.


In Ivardia, Humans and Elves have lived separately for 500 years, but this is about to change. Niccola is chosen as a Human Ambassador to help shape the future of Human and Elvish interactions. Little does she know her childhood Elvish friend has a big secret. Where this Prince of Light meets his Princess of Darkness. This is a fated love story full of adventure and surprises.

Flora Stewart was sixteen when she fell hopelessly in love with her stepbrother Adrian. Their secret, passionate nights ended the day her mother caught them together and destroyed him, framing him for rape, forcing Flora to testify, and sending him to prison for twenty-five years. Years later, Flora is a failing university heiress drowning in panic attacks, anonymous stalker threats, and a forced engagement to a billionaire heir. Then Dr. Adrian Stafford walks into her math lecture hall: no longer the boy she loved, but a billionaire CEO, ruthless Don of the Wolves mafia, and her new private tutor. He’s back for revenge on the Stewart empire—and on the girl who betrayed him. Every tutoring session is torture laced with desire. Every whispered “little sister” is a promise of ruin. But the stalker terrorizing Flora might not be Adrian… and the line between hate and craving is about to snap. In a world of blood money, power plays, and dark secrets, Flora must decide if she’ll fight the monster she helped create, or surrender to the only man who’s ever owned her body and soul.

“I want this body”.
“Its yours”


After the death of his wife in a ghastly accident, Having no options left after forced retirement, Lance, a father of two opts to take loan but as time ran out he could not pay back. Vanessa, his eldest child opts become a stripper in a lavish club just to make ends meet and pay off her fathers debt to the ruthless Billionaire.
Just a glance at the slender and blonde beauty dancing on the pole and Andre already knew he had to claim her as his. He makes background information about her and finds out she is the daughter of Lance which fuels his desire to have her.
With the time having elapsed, the Billionaire comes for his payment.
Having seen how helpless they are, Andre decides to strike a deal with Lance.
He tells Vanessa to sell herself off to him and he clears of all the debts.
Do you think love would ever grow between them?

"Noah, please," I begged, pushing him away from me with my palms. "Not now! Liam is my boyfriend!"
His mouth twisted into a smirk as he pulled back. "He may be your boyfriend, but here you are moaning and screaming out my name."

...
In Piper's steamy dream, her boyfriend was one of the Turner brothers, and to add to the bizarre scenario, she found herself entangled in a one-night stand with her boyfriend's bother!

Yet, the stark contrast of reality couldn't be more apparent. In truth, Piper was single, and the Turner brothers were complete strangers to her.
However, an unforeseen twist of fate upended her world entirely. Piper, bereft of possessions and prospects, was thrust into the opulent Turner family. Here, all three Turner brothers developed a deep infatuation for her and began pursuing her...

"I, Atticus Fawn, reject you as my mate and future Luna, Autumn River," he shattered my heart. But then I realized he didn't say my last name, right? He said River, not Rivera. I felt pain, but we still connected with our bond because rejecting someone only works if you say their name right.

So, I nodded and stood there in the dark. My mate didn't want me and told me I was not his mate, and there must be a mistake that the moon goddess made putting us together as mates. But I wasn't replying, so I remained motionless and tried to wake up from this awful dream.

This is different from what is supposed to happen. It should be him kissing me and marking me as his forever. But that's not what happened. When I lifted my head, he was already gone. He left me and returned to Anya, my best friend.

Atticus Fawn is petrified when he finds out he has to marry the best friend of his mate. He tries to escape the wedding but eventually realizes that it is useless to do so. He knows that he can never love another woman like he loves Anya, and not Autumn Rivera. He's, however, unprepared for her gentleness and caring nature. Before he knows it, she's forcing her way into his life, and if he's not careful, his heart may be at risk. That is why his nerdy mate is coming her way.

His lips hit mine slowly, but it was everything I’d refused to let myself think about. Slowly at first, then he moaned, just a little bit. I pulled back to look at him, his hands held my waist firmly, daring me to try to get away. a smirk played on his sexy lips before they came crashing into mine. A fire erupted under my skin as his tongue traced over my bottom lip before he nipped it just a little. Causing a quiet moan to slip from my lips. He pushed me back against the wall, grinding his hard member against me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he bent down suckling my neck. A small sharp pain just above my collarbone. My fingers grip his hair. His fingers traced down my ass, squeezing and pulling me closer. He made his way up my neck a little bit and sucked hard, I didn’t care that he was going to be leaving marks across my neck. I just wanted him, in every way.


Evylynn was an ordinary nurse trying to make a difference in a dirty little hospital. Little did she know that just months into her new job, a gypsy man would drag his near death gangster cousin through the doors and demand her help. She’d no intention of loving Theodore Bennett, and he had no intentions of loving the prickly Evylynn Taylor, but as she slowly nursed his cousin Augustus back to health he couldn’t help but falling in love. Despite the fact that love was forbidden in his world. She had everything to lose, and he lived like a god. Was their love doomed from the start? Or would they survive together in the war ravaged world they lived in.

I just need to get through the next few hours, but then, what hell will await me?
"Thank you. Is it time?" I don't miss the sudden dullness in his eyes, the slight slump of his shoulders. He seems disappointed, but that can't be.
He nods and holds his arm out for me. I take it and allow him to lead me out. The closer we get to the ceremony, the more my nerves start to affect me. I'm nervous as shit, and if it weren't for the hold my father has on me, I think I'd become a puddle of human goo.
We stop in front of double doors, and I can barely breathe. Just beyond those doors is the carpeted aisle that will lead me to my future. It will lead me to a man I've never met and a future that's uncertain. I don't know if I'm ready for the unknown, but I can't turn back now. I have to do this for the health of my mother. I take a deep breath as the doors open, and I'm staring at a sea of people. I swear I don't know anyone here. I let the breath out, and the scent of freshly cut grass hits me out of nowhere. Holy shit, I think my mate's in there.


I'm his best man, not that it means much. Nathaniel stands next to me, facing the double doors. "I'm sorry for earlier. You're right, as always." I shake my head and place a hand on his shoulder.
"It's nothing. We are in a difficult situation, but we have to make the best of it." He nods. "So have you met her?" Nathaniel shakes his head.
-I'm anxious.-
-I am, too, Bruno. We just need to get through this ceremony.- Bruno shakes his head and retreats to the back of my mind. Nathaniel sighs and stands up straight.
"Let's do this." I nod, and we wait for the ceremony to take off.
It doesn't take long for the music to pick up in volume. The double door opens, and my breath leaves my body. Bruno is wreaking havoc in my mind, and it's getting hard for me to stay on my feet. I'd lost hope for this day, and I never thought it would happen like this. -MATE!


Sophia's world was turned upside down as a child when her dad left her mom for his fated mate. Sophia survived that and stayed by her mom's side until she got sick. To save her mom, she had to go to her dad, and her whole world changed.
How is it that she agrees to marry a stranger, only to find her fated mate is her bother-in-law on her wedding day? And all of this on her 18th birthday? What should she do: marry the stranger or fight for her mate? What does her choice do to her mom? Follow Sophia's story and see what choices she makes, who gets hurt and who survives.

Sold to the cruelest Alpha King Damien by her foster parents. Amelia was told that all she had to do was bear him an heir and she will be set free. What she doesn’t know is that the cruel Alpha is her mate.

“Mate.” Was the first words that left her mouth when her eyes landed on him. Alpha Damien was furious to know his mate is a lowly omega he had bought. He rejects her and orders his guards to throw her into the dungeon.

But Alpha Damien couldn’t deny the attraction he felt for Amelia. He orders his maid to get her for him as the thoughts of her were driving him crazy.

Amelia finds out she is pregnant and runs away with the pregnancy only for her to chased by some rogues. Her hero turns out to be Alpha Damien’s cousin Asher and he takes her to his pack.

Alpha Damien swore bring her back to the Bloodmoon pack. A perilous love triangle soon blossomed. When Asher finds out Amelia is pregnant, she lied to him the child is his out of fear.

A single lie soon turn into something far more dangerous.

Verona has always lived a simple, ordinary life. But when fate takes away the only person she depended on, she is forced to find her way alone—until one letter and a mysterious pendant turn everything upside down.

What happens when Verona discovers she is far more than she ever believed?

Even worse, she is fated to a man they call the Alpha King—Soren Vale, an ancient yet impossibly young-looking ruler whose obsession and love are powerful enough to shake her entire world.

Will she accept the truth of who she is and the man whose touch awakens pleasures she cannot explain…
or will she reject the pull of destiny and the terrifying world she has stepped into?

My Centuries Old Mate is a spicy blend of romance and horror. Viewer discretion is advised. Not suitable for readers under 18.

Rhianna Evangelista with her mother and younger sister Ylona was imprisoned in a mansion far from town and in a remote area owned by her stepdad Don Ysmael who's a well-known Drug Lord in the country who could not be apprehended and not get caught because of the connection he has.

Because Rhianna wanted to save her mother and sister, even herself. She decided to run away from his stepdad to save her mother and younger sister. Then, she met Leonardo Estralta Jr., an Agent who saw her and protected her. She became a member of their organization and had the intent to hunt down and overthrow the people behind in helping Don Ysmael.
was forbidden in the group.

However, as time goes by, Leonardo falls in love with Rhianna and realizes that he loves her. Is he ready to relinquish the role of their group for the woman he loves and be with her until they get old and form a family with Rhianna or will he put aside his feelings and continue to serve the town?

"You betrayed the pack."

"No I didn't, that's just your clumsy excuse for shifting responsibilities, you'd rather choose to believe that than fight for the love your entire pack is against!"

I retorted as he glared at me emotionlessly and three words came out of the same lips that had kissed me breathlessness in the past.


Aria had been ridiculed and mistreated by her family right from birth, they believed she soiled the family name by being born an omega into a prestigious family, they blamed her for the death of her mother. Her life in the family had always been a living hell, but she could take it all, the mistreatment, she found a way around it, but what she couldn't tale was when her lover, the current son of the Alpha of Cresent Moon Pack rejected her in front of the entire Pack; she was accused of treason orchestrated by her brother, sentenced to death by the Alpha but as fate may have it, she was saved by a complete stranger.

Away from the pack she grew up in, she swore vengeance on the pack that failed her.

what happens when she crossed path with Ethan in the human world years later, branded as a rogue and with two babies to hide and protect, would she end up in the clutches of the very man who heartlessly sentenced her to death or would she fight to the grave?

I hid my identity and spent five years married to Caelen—a man who claimed to be nothing but a wandering knight.

The day I found out I was pregnant, he showed up with his Black Obsidian Dragon Riders.

Turns out he commanded the Empire's most elite aerial legion.

Oh, and he was getting married. Just not to me.

"I'm marrying Victoria Ashford. The Cabinet Chancellor's daughter. We're equals in power and status, and... we've already slept together."

He promised to set me up with an estate, swore the child and I would never want for anything.

"So I'm supposed to hide in the shadows forever?"

Caelen wouldn't meet my eyes. "She'll make the perfect Commander's wife. Stay out of her way, and I can give you everything—except my name."

My throat burned. Five years of love, and this was all I meant to him.

What he didn't know: I'm Princess Seraphina Aurelian, Crown Princess of the Empire.

And there's no way in hell I'm becoming his dirty little secret.

My dad was a highly decorated narcotics detective. Fifteen years ago, they framed him for corruption and claimed he swallowed his own gun. It ruined our family.
But tonight, everything changed. I was digging through his old evidence box when a heavy, battery-less police radio suddenly crackled to life.
"Pumpkin, I'm bringing a turkey home."
"Dad! Don't go to the motel today!"
Right before my eyes, the ink on his autopsy report physically shifted. "Suicide" twisted into "homicide."

In my past life, my childhood friend—the star quarterback—threw away his Ivy League scholarship for some hood rat, even getting mixed up in drug deals. When I tried to pull him out of the gutter, I got shanked by gang members on a cold, rainy night.

Yet there he was at the police station, holding that trashy girl tight, telling the cops: "Emma had it coming. Always butting in, trying to run my life."

Second time around, I'm back to the day he begged me to cover for him with coach so he could take that girl to get an abortion.

I looked into his desperate eyes and gave him my sweetest smile, taking the fake sick note: "Don't worry, I've got you covered."

I died for you last time. Your turn now.

Curfew night. Storm-black sky. My werewolf husband racing his red fox mistress through the no-fly zone like it's a goddamn game.

Ivy's wasted, craving adrenaline. She banks hard into my son's flight path.

Impact. Explosion. Metal rain.

Silas cradles his sobbing side piece while my boy's helicopter spirals into hell:

"Easy, sweetheart. You're breathing, that's what counts. Little punk got himself killed being stupid—not our problem."

Hours later, after they've hosed the wreckage off the runway:

"Roxanne? Your mother and son are ash. Come identify the remains."

I'm ready to burn the world down when my phone lights up:

Mom! Me and Grandma are at the underground fights. Holy shit, what exploded out there? Some poor bastard just got roasted!

They never flew.

So whose charred corpses are cooling in the morgue?

On our sixth anniversary, instead of a gift, my husband Liam video-called me while holding his first love, Sophia.
On screen, that woman proudly waved a positive pregnancy test while Liam sneered at me: "Sophia got pregnant on the first try. Proves your body's the problem, not mine!"
Clutching my own newly confirmed pregnancy report, my heart turned to ice. I decided to file for divorce.
But at the celebratory party Liam threw for Sophia, I was pushed to the ground—blood staining my dress.
When I begged for help, Liam coldly looked away: "Stop faking. It's just period cramps. Don't ruin the party."

Five years ago, during a passionate sexual encounter, Freya Myers stole sperm from a mysterious and dangerous man, intending to have a genetically superior child. That man was none other than Declan Castle, the ruthless, enigmatic CEO of the globally renowned Castle Group.

Five years later, Freya Myers returns to the city with a pair of exceptionally gifted twins, desperately trying to conceal their existence from the world. But when she interviews for an internship, she unexpectedly encounters Declan Castle—the very same man from years ago—as her interviewer. From then on, Declan Castle becomes a persistent, demonic force haunting her!

Five years ago, a single, desperate mistake changed Freya Myers's life forever. Intending to secure a future with the man of her dreams, she ended up in the wrong room, stealing the 'seed' of the wrong man. That man was Declan Castle—the cold, ruthless, and enigmatic CEO of the world-renowned Castle Group.

Now, Freya has returned to the city as a struggling single mother, hiding a pair of genius twins from the world. When she lands an internship at the Castle Group, she hopes to remain invisible. But fate has other plans. Declan Castle, a man who has remained mysteriously untouched by any woman since that fateful night, instantly senses something familiar about the new designer. He has spent years searching for the woman who 'ruined' him, and now that he has found her, he has no intention of letting her go.

Forced into a high-stakes marriage of convenience with the domineering CEO, Freya must navigate the treacherous waters of high society while desperately guarding her children's true identity. Between a scheming stepmother, jealous socialites, and a series of deadly secrets, the walls are closing in.

What started as a game of cat-and-mouse and a quest for revenge soon ignites into a passion that neither can control. In a world where power is everything and betrayal is a way of life, can Freya protect her heart and her children, or will the relentless Mr. Castle claim everything she’s been trying to hide?

"I gave you a life… and you took mine with it."

She woke up in a sterile hospital room, her body aching, her womb empty.
The child she carried—gone.
No name. No face. No goodbye.

To him, it was just a transaction. A contract. A child born of benefit.
To her, it was the beginning of everything—and the end of herself.

Years passed. Her heart hardened. But fate, cruel and poetic, dragged him back into her orbit.
Only this time, there are secrets.
And bloodlines.
And a storm of revenge, waiting to unravel them both.

In a world where love is a luxury and hatred is inherited, how do you survive the one man who cost you everything… yet still makes your heart ache?

Three years ago, the night before my wedding, I was kidnapped and nearly killed.

When I woke up, Julian was crying over me. "The kidnappers hurt you so badly, Elsie. The doctors—they had to remove your uterus to save you. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

My world shattered.

I cried for a week straight. Cried until I had no voice left, until my eyes couldn't open from the swelling. I'd lost everything—my chance at motherhood, my chance at being whole.

But Julian squeezed my hand. "I love you, Elsie. You're all I need."

He married me anyway. Against his family's wishes, he married this broken woman.

For three years, he was perfect. Gentle. Loving. I thought I was the luckiest woman alive.

Until today.

Today, I learned the truth—

There was no kidnapping. No random attack.

It was all planned. Orchestrated by Julian himself.

For one reason only—to give my uterus to Chloe, my sister who was born unable to have children.

The rules were simple:

1: Don't fall for your coach.

2: Never fall for Ashley's brother.

Too bad she hates him. And he's not fond of her either.

Mia used to be a delight to watch in the water. A champion swimmer with a future so bright, no one could deny. Then while on a vacation, her parents drowned, and the pool that once felt like home, became a place so hostile that she couldn’t breathe. Now she is watching her dreams slip away. And the last thing she needs is a new coach who looks at her like she's already given up.

Liam James.

Talented. Charming. Aura Filled, Intimidatingly gorgeous, and calm. He doesn't know her history or why she panics at every practice. All he sees is a girl who once carried the team, went through a rough season, and now won't even try to bounce back. And he doesn't hide his disappointment.

She thinks he's arrogant. He thinks she's wasting everyone's time. Every interaction is a disaster.

But here's the other Letdown: Liam is also her best friend's brother. So while Ashley plays matchmaker with Liam and a rising model who fits perfectly into his world, and also her ticket into modelling. Mia is stuck with him at the pool. Practice after practice. Arguments after the other.

But something shifts between them, one day at practice.

Now the sharp words have turned into softer words, and lingering stares.

The emotions have turned into something neither of them can ignore.

But the rules remained. Coaches can’t date their athletes. Her best friend wants him for someone else because her future depends on it. Mia is falling for the one person she's not supposed to want. And that's not even the worst part…

For seven years of marriage, I don't dare make a sound around my husband.
All because he can hear everyone's voices—everyone's except mine. He says he's allergic to mine.
I've tried everything to change my voice—even had vocal cord surgery.
But no matter how hard I tried—every time he'd just cover his ears like I was hurting him.
I've cried myself to sleep so many times, feeling guilty.
Until our son's birthday.
Standing by our front door, our little boy grinned up at his dad and asked, "Dad, can I pretend to be allergic to mom's voice too? Just like you?"

In a world ruled by powerful werewolf bloodlines, one name was never meant to exist again.

Elias Ashford.

Born during the terrifying Blood Moon Eclipse, Elias was feared from the moment he took his first breath. Whispers followed him his entire life cursed child, monster, omen of destruction. Even his own father, the ruthless Alpha Darius Ashford, hid dark secrets about the night Elias was born.

But everything changes when Elias meets Vivienne Silvercrest the daughter of a rival bloodline and the girl tied to him by a forbidden bond older than history itself What begins as a dangerous mate connection soon awakens something ancient buried deep beneath the werewolf world.

An ancient kingdom erased from history A forgotten throne A power capable of destroying gods As mysterious enemies known as the Black Moon Order rise from the shadows, Elias discovers the horrifying truth:

He is not just a cursed Alpha.

He is the reincarnation of the First Alpha the legendary King of the Void, a being so powerful the Moon Goddess herself betrayed and sealed him centuries ago Now the seals are breaking Monsters buried beneath the earth are awakening Ancient prophecies are coming alive.

And Vivienne may be the only person capable of either saving Elias or destroying him forever.

Bound by love, hunted by fate, and surrounded by betrayal, Elias and Vivienne must uncover the truth behind the curse before the world falls into darkness again.

But some curses were never meant to be broken.

And some kings were never meant to return.

My grandfather was a thief.

He did not steal money.

He stole my grandmother's name, her return papers, and the life that should have carried her out of the mountains.

Fifty years later, his granddaughter sat across from me in a law firm interview and smiled like the world already belonged to her.

I opened her file, saw the family name, and closed the folder.

"You didn't pass."

“Are you not… mad at me?” I asked breathlessly. “That I’m a girl?”

He gripped both sides of my arms. His eyes scanned my face as he cupped both sides of my face tightly between his hands. “I don’t care… I don’t care that you lied… I love you either way,” he panted and pressed his lips against mine.

My hockey stick landed against the ice with a loud clank as I began to kiss him back.

He didn’t hate me anymore.

William didn’t hate me anymore!!


Daphne Sinclair is an obsessed fan of a hockey player, William Hollander. When William suddenly announces that he would quit hockey after high school, Daphne gets a crazy idea.

She would attend William’s high school, dressed like a boy, and try to get into the school’s hockey team. This way she would be close to William and try to get him to keep playing.

Will Daphne’s plan work?

Will she get into the team, or will the school figure out that she is a woman and send her away before she even gets a chance to carry out her plan?

After the wedding, my husband moved his dead fiancée's mother into our guest room. The whole town called it the kindest thing they'd ever seen.
Every morning, Dione made me a green smoothie. Her grandmother's recipe, she said. Good for the nerves.
I never drank a single one. I poured them all into the chicken feed.
In my last life, I drank them. One a day, for thirty days.
Then I started losing time. I would blink at breakfast and come back at dinner. I found notes in my own handwriting that I never wrote.
I begged Julian to take me to a doctor. He held my shoulders and smiled. "You're just tired, baby. Drink your smoothie."
On the thirtieth night, I fell asleep in my own bed, in my own body.
I never woke up. Someone else did.
This time, every glass went to Nugget, the smallest of my backyard hens.
And one night, a hen crowed in my backyard.
Hens don't crow. And we don't have a rooster.

"Only one woman leaves alive. Choose, Jared."

My husband didn't even hesitate. He rushed past me, untying his weeping mistress, Natalie. "I choose her! Take Danika!" he screamed, refusing to look at me as I sat bound to the chair. He walked away, leaving me alone with the man paid to rape me. The monster laughed, unzipping his pants, thinking I was a broken doll. But he forgot I had nothing left to lose. As he forced himself on me, my hand found a pen in his pocket. I didn't beg for mercy. I plunged it straight into his eye socket.

Danika, the perfect wife of upcoming businessman Jared Fox is known to the world as a naive, beautiful wife who loves her husband to the core, however, no one knows just how dark her life is.

Enter Lysander Laurent-Ashworth, cold, disciplined, and feared across the business world for his ruthless precision. To everyone else, he is untouchable. To Danika, he is the stranger who saved her, and the man who seems determined to shield her, even from the truths she can’t remember.

Bound by a dangerous agreement neither of them fully understands, Danika finds herself drawn into Lysander's world but Lysander might just do anything to protect her. Absolutely, anything.

He may have been her number one fan, but he wasn't just annoying; he was a piece of shit she couldn't stop thinking about...

Bukunmi, a struggling writer, takes her mother's advice and goes in search of a better job, which she immediately regrets after coming in contact with the ever daring, seductive and extravagant Tade, whom she detests being fully aware of his past.

Tade Wellington, a sexy lucrative billionaire that beds anything in skirts, gets to meet the writer he has been following up, but asides being her fan, he knows she's the only witness to a crime he was involved in many years ago.

He will do anything to silence her,

She will do everything to get justice;

But will she really do what is right when love stands in the way???

FROM THE AUTHOR OF "THE CHILD'S FATHER" AND "FEELS LIKE YESTERDAY."

He married me because I look like her.
For three years, I played the role. I cooked his meals. I warmed his bed. I smiled when he forgot my birthday. I stayed quiet when he left in the middle of the night to hold her hand.
I told myself it was enough. I told myself I didn't need his love.
Then I got pregnant.
He said he hated children. So I didn't tell him. I was going to keep it. Our baby. The only thing that was truly mine.
But my body had other plans.
When I called him from the hospital floor, bleeding out, begging for help—he didn't come. He said I was lying. He was too busy with her.
That night, I lost everything.
The baby. The hope. The lie I'd been living.
Now he's calling me. Again and again.
But the substitute wife? She's not picking up.

The first birthday after we finally made up.

Shen Linze sent me a menu and told me to cook everything myself.

He invited all his close friends, plus the girl he was chasing, saying it was a birthday party for me.

On the long dining table were the stir-fried dishes I’d spent three hours rushing to make.

Shen Linze picked up a piece of sweet and sour spareribs and carefully held it to the girl’s mouth.

“Yaoyao, have a taste. I asked Su Qingyan to make them specially—they’re all your favorite dishes.”

The girl sitting in the main seat didn’t react at all.

Shen Linze put down his chopsticks and told the servants to wheel out a custom-made multi-layer cake.

“Do you like it? I designed this just for you. It has the place where we first met, your prettiest smile,
your favorite flowers, your favorite color purple, the wedding you’ve always wanted, and the initials of your name: ZY…”

Three months ago, I’d seen that exact cake design in Shen Linze’s office.

After he finished the design, he brought in several top pastry chefs from abroad and spent three months making it.

My birthday was coming soon, and I’d thought the “ZY” on the cake stood for the last characters of both our names.

I never knew it was just my own foolish wishful thinking.

I had a childhood arranged marriage with the Mu family. My unreliable dad just tossed me a New York address and told me to go inherit the company there.

They only broke the news to me after my plane touched down in New York: I could take over the family business only if I went through with the marriage.

I followed the address, only to be led winding through the streets by the men at the gate and taken to an abandoned construction site.

Along the way, the man guiding me feigned sympathy: “The Mu Group went bankrupt two years ago. They sold their house and company to pay off debts, yet still owe a fortune in loan sharks. Debt collectors hound him every day, and he always brings them here to talk. He works an office job by day and fights in underground boxing matches for cash by night—his life is nothing short of miserable.”

Hardly had he finished speaking when I heard the harsh clanging of steel pipes. A devastatingly handsome man was grappling with a dozen men, a steel pipe gripped in his hand.

His features were sharp, his jaw clenched tight. Blood trickled down his cheek from his temple, mixing with dust, carving out an air of broken ferocity about him.

Hell no—they’re picking on my future husband right in front of me?

The guide tried to say more, but I, a die-hard sucker for good looks, grabbed a steel bar beside me and charged straight in.

The brawlers froze for a split second at my sudden appearance, then plunged back into the fight.

Mu Qingye threw every punch with reckless brutality, and I, a multiple-time taekwondo champion, was no pushover either.

Once we’d chased the debt collectors off, I tossed the steel bar aside and watched Mu Qingye lean against the wall, gasping for breath.

His clothes were frayed and faded, and the bandage on his right leg was soaked through with blood, a glaring, vivid red.

He sat on the ground, lifted his eyelids to glance at me sideways, his eyes as cold as ice.

I stared at his outrageously handsome face, my heart racing wildly: “I’m Meng Shixia. Do you remember me? I—”

“I don’t know you.” He cut me off abruptly, staggered to his feet by leaning on the wall, and shot me another cold glance. “Stay out of my business.”

The day I get diagnosed with stage four lung cancer, I can finally stop selling plasma.

For five years, I thought I was paying for the fire that killed my parents and son, left my brother disabled. Selling plasma, joining drug trials, doing the worst jobs imaginable, all to pay back a debt that wasn't even real.

The doctor says I have a few weeks left. I clutch the diagnosis report and head home to tell them.

The moment I push open the door, I see my parents in the kitchen, the ones who supposedly died in the fire. My brother, who was supposed to be in a wheelchair, stands there raising a glass, laughing with my husband.

My brother shrugs like it's nothing. "The broken leg was fake the whole time. You were the only one hurt in the fire. We just wanted to teach you a lesson, make you appreciate things."

"We were going to tell you eventually." My husband pats my shoulder. "Go apologize to Vanessa. Stop giving her a hard time."

"All the money you gave us went to Vanessa," Dad says. "That's what you get for throwing your bio-daughter status in her face."

I touch the diagnosis in my pocket. Everything was a lie. The only truth is that I'm dying.

I’m Scarlett, the last true revival tattoo artist, capable of defying death with my cursed ink—for a brutal price. I lost everything saving my fiancé Hunter in my past life, only to be betrayed and killed by him .

Reborn when Hunter dies again, I refuse to sacrifice myself for my murderers. In an unthinkable twist, the powerless fraud Wendy resurrects Hunter, winning universal praise while I’m branded cold. Only I know the truth: he is not alive. He is a decaying, cursed corpse. I gamble everything for revenge and resurrect the only man who once saved me.

But tampering with death twice stirs a fatal, unspoken curse.

For three years, I genuinely believed I was the luckiest woman in the world.

Until I hit play on that video.

The moment the screen lit up, my perfect reality shattered into a million jagged pieces.

The woman writhing on the bed was Amanda—the sweet, innocent girl we had both grown up with.

And the hand tracing the curve of her bare skin? It wore the platinum wedding band I had personally slipped onto Louis’s finger.

"I missed you so much..."

"You drive me fucking crazy, baby..."

Hearing my own husband's signature sweet nothings whispered to my childhood best friend gutted me completely.

Our entire social circle constantly praised us as the golden couple. But beneath the glossy surface, who could have guessed this flawless marriage was built on a mountain of sick lies?

Well, if Louis was such a brilliant actor, I figured it was time to give him a show of my own.

I was going to rip off his mask and show the entire world exactly what kind of monster my "perfect husband" truly was.

My billionaire lover brought out a bespoke mermaid gown, declaring he would marry whoever could fit into it.
But in my past four lives, every woman who tried it on—whether an ambitious imposter or me, his true love—was brutally tortured and murdered by him.
In my fifth rebirth, the butler knocked on our door with a polite smile, "Mr. Voss says his true love is among you."
Since we four women would die no matter who wore it...
We exchanged a look in the dead silence, turned our heads in perfect unison, and locked our eyes onto the only man in the room.