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Three years ago, Nora Hart's seventeen-year-old daughter died after a charity party hosted by Hartley's most powerful medical family. The official record called it a voluntary overdose. Nora knew better: her daughter had called for help, the ambulance had been delayed, and someone had rewritten the truth before sunrise.

Now Nora has a new name, a quiet job inside Calder Health Network, and access to the files no grieving mother was ever meant to see. She will not beg the Calders for justice. She will let their own payments, reports, recordings, and betrayals lead them into the open.

But when the first accomplice panics, Nora discovers the cover-up reaches deeper than one spoiled heir. The man who buried her daughter's name is preparing to announce a billion-dollar merger in front of donors, cameras, and politicians.

This time, Nora intends to make sure everyone hears what really happened at the lake.

Elara’s dying grandmother left her three enchanted golden apples and a twisted fate. She waited on a frozen peak for a stranger who turned out to be a lying wolf shifter sent to steal her prophecy blood. Trapped between a deceitful lover and a thousand-year-old vampire king’s blood oath, she must choose: let the supernatural world burn, bow to its rule, or rewrite fate with a third, merciful choice—seal all powers and end the endless war forever.

Everyone knew Kieran Blackwood was the most dangerous man in this city—mafia boss, hands stained with blood.

And I, Aurelia Fairmont, the rebellious heiress, was his dirty little secret.

Every night, he'd pin me beneath him, claiming me with that rough whisper against my ear: "You're mine. Always." That possessive hunger made me believe I meant something to him.

Until she came back.

When danger struck, he didn't hesitate for a second. He dove for her, shielding her body with his own.

I was just his plaything while he waited for her return. A toy that could moan.

When she stole my mother's heirloom, he didn't just refuse to help—he locked me in his basement and tortured me for seven days and nights. That's when I finally saw the truth.

The day I left, I didn't look back.

What I didn't know was that after I left, the man went insane...

I have been engaged to my fiancé nine times, and each time, he has abandoned me on the wedding day for my sister.

The first time, I knelt in the church, pleading with him not to leave, while he gently cradled my sister, not even affording me a glance.

By the ninth time, as he once again postponed the wedding for her sake, I no longer cried or protested. Instead, I calmly removed my veil and said, "You may go; the wedding is canceled."

He believed this was merely a ploy of mine, filled with confidence as he promised, "Once Emma is better, we'll reschedule the ceremony."

Little did he know that the departure date on my plane ticket coincided with our wedding day. As he frantically searched for me, I had already become the fiancée of his worst enemy.

This time, even if he were to kneel and beg at my doorstep, I would never look back.

On our fifth anniversary, my Mafia Don husband kissed my cheek, then switched to Corsican to tell our adopted daughter how much he enjoyed getting her pregnant piece by piece.

He didn't know I spoke seven languages. Corsican included.

He didn't know that in three days, I would vanish — no body, no trail, no goodbye.

When I disappeared, he lost his mind.

Now it was my turn to teach him what losing someone really meant.

I thought I had the perfect life.

A mansion in Westport, a successful husband, a beautiful daughter. Sixteen years of marriage that seemed unbreakable.

Until I found another woman's watch band in my husband's car.

Until I discovered that woman was my daughter's soccer coach.

Until I realized my nine-year-old daughter was helping her father lie to me.

Some betrayals strike like lightning. Others seep in like slow poison, until you discover your entire world is a lie.

When I stood on the platform at our annual community barbecue, armed with evidence and burning with rage, I understood a truth that would have destroyed the woman I used to be:

Sometimes the only way to save your family is to destroy it first.

No one knew I was an addict.
Not to alcohol, not to drugs, but to the rawest, dirtiest kind of union.
To keep up the facade of this respectable job, to stop myself from turning into some desperate, heat-crazed stray begging for a man’s touch on the street, I had to swallow those little blue pills every day.
Until that damn blizzard trapped me with thirty hockey players reeking of sweat and testosterone, and my pills—gone.

At the Academy's Beast Hunt Competition, I killed a high-tier Shadow Wraith and carved out its core.

My sister Seraphine stole it and claimed first place.

That core eased the brutal dragon prince Draven's chronic migraines. He demanded to marry the mage who presented it.

My fiancé Kelvin soul-bound himself to Seraphine overnight to "save" her. Done deal.

Someone had to fulfill the dragon marriage contract. That someone was me.

Seraphine draped herself over Kelvin, smirking. "Sister, your fiancé's MINE now. Draven arrives in three days—better find some random dragon to marry, or he'll tear you apart."

I looked at her smug face and smiled slowly.

"What makes you think I won't marry him?"

I'm the only daughter of a mafia leader. I married Marco, an outsider, against my father's wishes.

Six months ago, my father died in a car accident. Marco took over part of the family business. One day when I was feeling down, I passed through the slums and saved a girl named Gianna who was being beaten for stealing food. I took her in as my assistant and treated her like a sister.

But when I was six months pregnant, I walked into the company break room and found Gianna in lingerie, seducing Marco.

I ordered my guards to send her back to the slums immediately.

Marco tried to plead for her. I cut him off coldly: "I don't want to see her again."

He went silent for a moment but didn't oppose my decision.

Over the next three months, Marco seemed warm and caring on the surface but grew increasingly distant. I thought he was just busy with work and decided to help him after the baby was born.

My due date is this week.

Last night, Marco lulled me to sleep like always, his voice so gentle.

But now when I wake up, I find myself lying in the middle of a deserted forest.

And my husband, holding Gianna whom I had sent away, looked at me arrogantly and said, "Since you love sending people away so much, I suppose it shouldn't be a problem for me to send you here to give birth, should it?"

The tour bus hung precariously over the cliff's edge, smoke billowing from its engine. Inside, two pregnant women were trapped.

"Captain Walker, both pregnant women are in critical condition. Who do we save first?"

I had been pierced by a steel rod through my abdomen, my water had broken, and I was screaming desperately at my husband:

"Ryan Walker! My water broke! The baby's dying!"

On the other side, his first love Stella clutched her chest, her face deathly pale:

"Ryan, I'm having a heart attack! Save me!"

The man in the firefighter uniform charged toward Stella's side without hesitation.

"Captain, your wife's position is easier to reach!" team member Mike shouted.

"SHUT UP! Follow orders!"

He rushed to Stella without looking back, leaving behind one sentence:

"She won't die. I'm her husband, I take full responsibility."

No one would believe that Lorenzo Moretti's wife—the mafia Don's wife—

had to kneel in his study and beg him to approve three hundred thousand dollars to save her brother's life.

All because he thought a woman from Brooklyn's slums needed constant reminding of her place.

Just last night, kidnappers sent photos of my brother's severed finger, and I got on my knees begging him to sign that goddamn form.

His trusted advisor Sofia stamped "REJECTED" in red ink, sneering: "Insufficient proof."

Lorenzo didn't know I endured this humiliation because I once loved him.

Now Sofia told me my brother was dead, dumped in the Hudson River.

I don't need to be his caged canary anymore.

I downloaded a mysterious app that promised to "silence noisy neighbors for good." 
With one tap, I became the 48th and final voter—and the raging party upstairs went dead quiet.
Three days later, detectives told me the family upstairs had died in perfect silence.
And they found a sonic weapon hidden in my bedroom, registered only to me.
Outside the interrogation room, my neighbors watched me with knowing smiles. 
"Welcome to the jury," one whispered. "Your vote made it unanimous."
Now a new trial has begun on the app. A red number glows over my apartment.
This time, I'm the one being judged.

"Give Lydia half your beast core blood—you owe our clan that much!"

Facing the man who wore my brother-in-law Arthur's face but carried my dead husband Carlisle's distinct scent, I didn't fight back. I let him drive the blade into my chest.

Three years married, and Carlisle died in the border beast surge. I'd tried to follow him in death so many times that grief had nearly bled me dry—only to catch him alive, faking his death so he could marry his precious sister-in-law under his brother's name.

To keep his cover, he stood by while his new woman degraded me, even forced me to sign a slave contract that stripped me of all dignity.

He thought I loved him too much to ever leave.

Until I drained every drop of blood that carried his mate bond and disappeared.

That's when this arrogant bastard finally lost it completely.

My husband sent me to a clinic to erase my "attachment distress" toward him and our daughter.

He said I was too obsessive, too clingy, that my love was suffocating him. So the day I found he'd booked three tickets to Zurich—one for himself, one for our daughter, one for another woman—I signed the consent form.

He said the treatment was temporary. That once I was "better," we'd still be a family.

Three months later, I walked out of that clinic. I remembered the white roses at our wedding. I remembered sitting up all night with our daughter when she had a fever. I remembered every time he'd told me he loved me. All those memories were still there, as clear as if they'd happened yesterday.

But when he stood before me holding flowers, eyes red, asking why I wouldn't fight anymore, why I wouldn't cry, why I didn't love him anymore—I could only tell him calmly:

I remember loving you.

That feeling, though? It's really gone.

He thought he was erasing my pain. He had no idea what he'd actually erased.

I’m Maria, thirty years old, my body like a forgotten vine, aching to be watered and revived. Once, I thought marriage was my safe harbor, but my husband—that useless bastard—not only left me unsatisfied in bed, he betrayed my heart, screwing around with another woman. My pussy has long been dry, yet desire burns in my chest, forcing me to flee that cold, empty home and seek refuge in the vineyards of Provence, desperate for a breath of life.

Here, I met Julian. That evening, under the grapevines, he fucked me hard. I know this is just the beginning. My body and soul will be reborn in this steamy affair.

When Carol Bennett caught her long-time boyfriend cheating, she didn't cry or beg. Instead, she exposed the scandal online, turning him into a viral disgrace overnight. Then, without looking back, she agreed to a marriage of convenience with Ethan Mitchell, a powerful billionaire suffering from a terminal illness—her estranged father's carefully arranged match.
On their wedding night, Ethan handed her a cold-hearted prenup and warned her not to expect love, money, or a future. Fine by Carol. She played her role perfectly, calling him "husband" with a sweet smile while keeping her heart locked away.
But the aloof CEO who once wanted nothing to do with her is now the one chasing her. One kiss, one glance, and suddenly he's breaking his own rules.
"Carol, kiss me."
She smirks, her fingers trailing along his collarbone. "Falling for me already, Mr. CEO? Looks like you're the one breaking the contract."
Who would've thought the dying billionaire would end up begging for a second chance?

Perry Lake never believed in fate, especially not when it came to love. To take revenge on her cold, power-hungry father, she broke off her engagement to Richard Scott, the ruthless Alpha of the feared Bloodmoon Pack. Walking away from that world should have meant freedom.

But one impulsive night changes everything.

Perry walked into Richard's room to end things. She never expected to end up in the bed of a stranger—an Alpha who overwhelmed her senses. Even worse, the Moon Goddess has bound them as fated mates.

Now, torn between the desire to escape and the pull of a bond she can't deny, Perry must face a destiny she never wanted—with the man she tried hardest to forget. But can love bloom where betrayal and secrets still linger?

For six years, Cassandra poured her heart into raising her husband’s son, Rowan. Her world shatters when his first love, Nadia, returns and is revealed as Rowan's biological mother.
Her Alpha husband blatantly sleeps with Nadia in their marital bed and ruthlessly severs his mate bond with Cassandra.
Stripped of her Luna title, she is publicly humiliated as her husband declares, "My son doesn't need a murderer for a mother."

Even worse, the six-year-old boy she saved completely rejects her. Shouting, "You're not my mom," he ignores her heavy chains and desperate pleas, running to hug Nadia instead.
Banished and disgraced, Cassandra barely survives a fatal car crash, only to discover she is carrying her traitorous ex-husband's child.

Five years later, she rises from the ashes as the elite physician, "Dr. Frost." When the once-arrogant Alpha is poisoned and dying, he begs for her help and forgiveness. But she simply turns and walks away.

How will Cassandra exact her ultimate revenge? And when their five-year-old daughter is struck by a severe illness, will this tragic twist force a turning point in their deadly entanglement?

"Bite me." Chase Sterling's whisper was a blade against my skin.

I should pull away.
I should hate him.
But my wolf is howling yes while my heart screams no.

"Say stop," he breathes against my pulse, "and I'll stop."

Liar.

We both know he can't stop.
The bond won't let him.

And neither can I.


Ten years ago, they found my father with his throat torn out
on Silvermoon land.

The Sterlings called it "trespassing."
I called it murder.

They gave us hush money and a warning:
Keep quiet, or the Beta's daughter is next.

So I learned to be invisible.
To swallow my rage.
To survive.

Until someone slipped a note into my locker:
They lied about how your father died.


Chase Sterling.

Future Alpha. Golden boy. Untouchable.

The moment our eyes met, the bond snapped into place—
a collar I never asked for, a chain I can't break.

He says he didn't know.
He says his father is innocent.
He says he'll help me find the truth.

But every time he touches me,
I feel my father's blood on his hands.


Now I'm trapped between two impossible choices:

Accept the bond and betray everything I am.
Or break it—and lose the partner who can prove
my father's killer walks free.

The worst part?

When Chase whispers "mine" against my skin—
I want to believe him.

Elena was born to lead, but her father strips her of her birthright and gives it to her younger brother. Desperate to get back at her father, she does the unthinkable: she sleeps with her father's greatest enemy, Alpha Axton.

But Axton is more than just a rival, he's her fated mate. And he's been searching for her not for love, but for revenge and a chance to destroy her father's pack. The next morning, Elena rejects him, walking away before he can trap her in his ruthless schemes.

But Axton does not take rejection lightly, and his retaliation is brutal: a leaked video, a ruined reputation, and a family that turns their backs on her drive her to flee the city in disgrace.

But when Elena disappears, she takes something Alpha Axton never planned to lose - his sons. Now, he'll stop at nothing to get them back. He wants his heirs, he wants his mate, and Elena will learn that no one runs from the Alpha.

Betrayed, exploited, and left to die in a cold basement by the family she called her own, Eleanor Hamilton’s life ended in despair.

But fate grants her a second chance.

She wakes up five years in the past, back when she was still the submissive foster daughter trapped in a web of lies.

This time, she refuses to be their doormat.

Armed with memories of her tragic future, Eleanor vows to tear down the hypocritical masks of her adoptive mother and sister.

Yet, revenge is a dangerous game, and she needs power to survive.

Enter Tristan Douglas—the ruthless, enigmatic CEO who holds the city in his grasp.

He is the one man her enemies fear most.

What begins as a strategic alliance soon ignites into an intense romance.

Under Tristan’s absolute protection, the once-timid girl transforms into a dazzling queen.

As her enemies watch in horror, they realize too late:
the fragile foster daughter they discarded has returned, and she is untouchable.

She died with her bones crushed under her sister's heel. She came back with one goal: make them all pay.

Her brothers toasted her murder over champagne. Her fiancé texted "job done" as she fell from the 22nd floor. They took her name, her work, and her life.

But death gave her a gift: a second chance.

Now, she's walking away from the family that betrayed her. No tears. No begging. Just a cold, burning promise: everything they stole, she will take back.

Enter the man who sees through her armor. He's a titan of industry, a master of rare gems, and he offers her a deal that changes everything. But his eyes hold secrets—and a hunger that makes her forget why she swore off trust.

This time, she's not fighting for their approval. She's fighting for her revenge.

And the only thing more dangerous than her fury?

The man who's determined to own it.

“Don’t move.” His voice is low, commanding, and my body obeys before my mind can even process it.
I'm pressed against the cold marble wall of the palace, his hands traces my thigh, my body heated up in desire or fear, I can’t tell.
“Tell me you want this,” he murmurs, pressing his hardened cock against my pulsing center,
“Tell me you crave me Aria,” his lips brushes my ears.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you till the entire of Olympus hear you moan my name.” he nibbles on my ear.
I bite back a gasp, because yes, I want him. I want him in ways I shouldn't, in ways that terrify me.

Aria Hale was never meant for the underworld and she hated the king of the underworld more than anything.
After Aria is betrayed by her sister and fiance, She finds herself in the underworld and soul-bound to Hades… the god of death, danger and impossible desire. He's commanding, possessive and devastatingly handsome, with powers that makes her ache and his dominance that ignites a sudden fire inside of her that she can’t seem to control.
Although enemies at first sight, they are forced into a marriage that pushes her limit and in turn she challenges the control of Hades. In those stolen electric moments, their desire becomes impossible to resist.
But Aria is not done. Thrust back into earth by a mysterious shadow that she strikes a blood oath with. She comes back to earth for revenge against those who betrayed her and stop their plans before it happens.
But the underworld is bubbling and she is more dangerous than Hades expected….Far more dangerous.
Will Aria give into the passionate love between her and Hades or will she risk everything for her revenge and power?

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish.

But they forgot one thing:
Ash remembers.
And so does the throne buried beneath it.

The forest did not devour her. It bowed.
The flame did not die. It waited.
Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered:

“She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.”

Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name.

And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash.

But enemies stir in silence.
Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open.

Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel.
And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence:

The gods will end.
She will not.

And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers:
“The Flame That Walks Returns.
Let the gods burn first.”

When the supernatural world tore through the veil of human reality, it took everything from Raven Moreno — her father's fortune, her mother's freedom, and any illusion of safety. Now twenty-three, she waits tables and in The Pit, an underground fight club in the poisoned outskirts of New Haven, scraping together enough money to keep her dying sister alive.

One night she's kidnapped and nearly auctioned to vampires before Klayton — the infamous Rogue Alpha — tears the operation apart. She escapes. Her sister doesn't make it home unscathed. With medical bills swallowing every coin she earns, Raven makes a decision that changes everything: when Klayton stumbles into The Pit mid-rut, dosed by his own father with a forbidden toxin, she's the only one who doesn't run.

She chains him. She rides out his rut. He leaves a fortune on the table and disappears by dawn instead of helping her find his mother as promised.

What follows is messier than either of them planned. Her body begins changing — heat cycles, impossible strength, a hunger that only he can satisfy. Then Vincent, the Vampire King, enters her orbit and nothing is simple anymore. Cold where Klayton is feral, controlled where Klayton is chaotic, Vincent is equally dangerous and equally obsessed.

Caught between two men who want to own her and two fathers who want to destroy everything she loves, Raven is running out of time. Her missing mother. Her sister's failing health. A pregnancy that makes her the most hunted woman in three factions.

War is spilling out of the ley lines and she's right in the middle of it all.
She didn't ask to be the axis the new world turns on.

But she's done running from it.

I'm screwed.

If I want to keep my dream job, my new (and way-too-attractive-for-his-own-good) boss says I have to score an interview with one of the legendary Fontaine brothers of Hollywood.

I know three things about the Fontaine brothers:

that they're Hollywood royalty,
that all four of them are ridiculously, mind-numbingly sexy,
and
that they never, ever give interviews.

My only chance is to seduce one of them. The only problem? Historically speaking, I'm way more likely to put my foot in my mouth (or generally make a fool of myself) than charm the pants off anyone.

That's where my way-too-sexy boss comes in. He might hold the fate of my job in his hands, but he's also totally willing to teach me the art of seduction. I only hope I can survive his lessons. . .

Due to explicit scenes, this steamy romantic comedy is rated 18+.

The Secret to Seduction is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

My name is Shawna I was raised in a small town with a motorcycle gang. It was rumored that my father was a leader of a motorcycle gang and that my mother was too young to take care of me. I was put up for adoption when I was a baby. For as long as I could remember I was not allowed outside at night. You would hear Harleys and growls coming from the darkness. There was several times that I wanted to explore these noises but my windows were barred and the only way out of the house was through the front door. One night I got off work late and was heading home from work and I was attacked by a huge wolf. Then in a blink of an eye there was a human. He ripped my clothes off and slapped me. Then I heard an Harley pull up and the leader and president of the motorcycle gang was there. Before everything went dark I only heard one word " Mate."

“Morgan Rice did it again! Building a strong set of characters, the author delivers another magical world. ONLY THE WORTHY is filled with intrigue, betrayals, unexpected friendship and all the good ingredients that will make you savor every turn of the pages. Packed with action, you will read this book on the edge of your seat.”--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto MattosFrom Morgan Rice, #1 Bestselling author of THE QUEST OF HEROES (a free download with over 1,000 five star reviews), comes a riveting new fantasy series.In ONLY THE DESTINED (The Way of Steel—Book Three), Royce, 17, must embark with his friends on an epic journey across the sea to find the magic relic that can lead him to his father. With the king gathering an army to attack their lands, the fate of his people depends on him.Genevieve, meanwhile, finally aware of the evil nature of her noble guests, must make an epic decision that will decide her own life or death.ONLY THE DESTINED weaves an epic tale of friends and lovers, of knights and honor, of betrayal, destiny and love. A tale of valor, it draws us into a fantasy world we will fall in love with, and appeals to all ages and genders. Book #4 in the series will be available soon.

"What is the ultimate favoritism your partner gives you?"
On the third day after the IVF procedure, I came across this trending question on a werewolf forum.
Just as I was about to scroll past, a highly upvoted answer pierced straight through my eyes.
"I'm newly pregnant with the Alpha's cub, so I can answer this question."
"The favoritism is this: even though I’m not his official mate, he lied to the one at home—claiming she’s infertile due to health issues—just so I could conceive."
"He said: 'A human body is like a broken vessel. Only a strong she-wolf like me deserves to carry his cubs.'"
In the photo, the ruby necklace that belonged exclusively to me was hanging around her neck.
Trembling, I finished reading every word.
So this was his idea of a beautiful future—sowing his seeds in his lieutenant's bed.
So the agony of egg retrieval I endured was, in his eyes, nothing but the useless struggle of a broken vessel.
I laughed until tears fell.
Back then, I defied my father and even cut ties with my family just to marry this stray wolf.
"Ella, sooner or later, you’ll come crying back, begging for our forgiveness."
Now, it turns out I really have failed.
I pulled the IV needle from the back of my hand and dialed the number I’d blocked five years ago.
"In three days, I will return to the Hunters' Legion."

In my life as a waitress, I, Sephie - an ordinary person - endured the icy glares and insults of customers while trying to earn a living. I believed that this would be my fate forever.

However, one fateful day, the King of the Underworld appeared before me and rescued me from the clutches of the most powerful Mafia boss's son. With his deep blue eyes fixed on mine, he spoke softly: "Sephie... short for Persephone... Queen of the Underworld. At last, I have found you." Confused by his words, I stammered out a question, “P..pardon? What does that mean?”

But he simply smiled at me and brushed my hair away from my face with gentle fingers: "You are safe now.”


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.

In my life as a waitress, I, Sephie - an ordinary person - endured the icy glares and insults of customers while trying to earn a living. I believed that this would be my fate forever.

However, one fateful day, the King of the Underworld appeared before me and rescued me from the clutches of the most powerful Mafia boss's son. With his deep blue eyes fixed on mine, he spoke softly: "Sephie... short for Persephone... Queen of the Underworld. At last, I have found you." Confused by his words, I stammered out a question, “P..pardon? What does that mean?”

But he simply smiled at me and brushed my hair away from my face with gentle fingers: "You are safe now.”


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.

*I didn't know that night would become my worst nightmare. *

It was my junior year in high school. After two years of being bullied, I was now finally accepted by my peers. I had finally blossomed into a lady and now everyone wanted to become my friend. But... the thing happened.

I will never forget what happened to me that night.

I will never forget that I wasn't given the justice I deserved.

I want revenge. I want them dead...

So do my three lovers. The Underbosses of the Blood Disciples.



I knew Xavier was in love with Joy the moment he met her. However, it didn't stop me or Cristos from falling in love with her too.

"I doubt an empire will come crushing down because we love the same girl," I said. De Luca looked at me, shocked.



"Do you guys steal money from other people?" I asked, completely shocked at his revelation. I knew Cristos was good with computers and encryption, I just didn't know how far it went.

"Sometimes. Sometimes we manipulate, troll, steal incriminating evidence. The usual."

"Our fake ID's...did you make them?" I asked. I was impressed because they looked so real. "Judging from the monitors, it looks like a call center. How could you have the capital? The security to work without even being scared of law enforcement?"

"Sebastian, Xavier and I were born into this kind of life. Since we were little, we were trained to work as a unit just like our fathers. Mama Rose isn't just a simple housewife. She is also part of the organization and sits as a third high ranking official," Cristos explained. "Sebastian, Xavier and I are underbosses of the Blood Disciples, the ruling party of the West Coast Mafia. Our fathers are the bosses while our mothers and sisters are consiglieres. We are in training to become the bosses once our fathers retire. Sebastian is in charge of merchandise, ports, and businesses while Xavier handles the trash. I, on the other hand, am in charge of the virtual world. Anything digital goes through me."



After leaving her small town, Joy Taylor gets a second chance at life and love when she crosses paths with three handsome young men in college.

Now, she's happy, prosperous, and in love with three beautiful men who think the world of her. It seems there's nothing else she could ask for. Her life felt complete.

However, she could never let go of the pain of her past. Especially when she discovers the four boys, who raped her during their junior year in high school, have done it again. This time, the young girl wasn't so lucky. Her body was found floating in a lake near town.

Now, Joy is back in New Salem, seeking her revenge.

Ten years may have gone by, but revenge has no expiry date.

Unfortunately for Joy, things are not always what they seem.

TW: The story contains graphic references to sexual assault and violence.

(The prologue was written by the third POV; the following chapters by the first POV.)

Anaiah Ross was abused and mistreated by members of her pack after she killed someone on her first shift, and her alpha mate, Amos, rejected and threw her in the dungeon making her heart shatter to pieces, she later accepts his rejection and on her eighteenth birthday, she finds a second chance mate who is non other than a powerful dangerous lycan king but Amos realises that he can't let Anaiah go.
With two men fighting for her, everything gets complicated and evil plots are revealed and Anaiah discovers her true power that will change the course of her life, and make her a target.
Will Anaiah survive the evil schemes and finds happiness with the man she chooses? Or will she drown in darkness with no way back?
Watch her rise higher!

“She has to be at an age range that was close to mine, smart, beautiful, and a virgin” he said looking at his mother whose eyes widened.
“Alpha, how are we to find out if she was a virgin or not…?”
“I don’t care, if I am to marry a human who isn’t my mate, then she is to be one who has never been touched by a man” the Alpha said getting up from the couch.
“What are we to do, mum?” His sister asked.
“We’ll find him what he asked for…”
And that is exactly what they did…


When Alpha Blake had put out his condition on his mother and sister, he never thought that they would be able to find the woman he asked for in such a short period of time. However, when they showed him her picture, he was forced to comply.
“Her name is Natalia Adams, and she is everything you asked for”

"I have a proposal.” Nicholas softly stroked my skin as he watched me. “I want children. And I want you to help me with that.” He wanted me to give him a child! "In return, I will give you everything you could ever want.”


Orphaned and with no place to call home, Willow's only chance at happiness was to attend college. When her scholarship fell through, she could only contact Nicholas Rowe, a mysterious and downright sinful billionaire, to give her the money she rightfully deserves.

How would she have known that not only would he be willing to fund her education, but he also wanted her to be the mother of his children! This was not part of the plan. But when faced with temptation, Willow could only accept the indecent proposal and fall into the older man's clutches.

Will their relationship last? What will happen when the ghosts of Nicholas’ past appear to tear the couple apart? Can they survive the storm?

It’s not the Moon Goddess that werewolves worship – it’s the Moon God.

Thousands of years ago, it’s said that the Moon God walked amongst the earth, ruling over werewolves like the deity he was. That was until a coven of evil witches cursed him, forcing the Moon God into an eternal sleep. They locked him away in a crypt, and his curse can only be broken by his true mate.

1,000 years later, the supernatural world is in shambles. Most werewolves believe that the Moon God is nothing more than a legend, a scary story told to children.

That certainly includes 21-year-old Ollie Fleming, a regular werewolf trying to survive in a pack that’s about to go to war. She just wants to protect her family, so she does what most wolves do when they want some extra luck: venture to Moon God’s crypt to pray.

Ollie doesn’t expect anyone to hear her prayers. She certainly doesn’t expect to awaken the literal Moon God himself.

With his curse broken, the Moon God is sure of two things: one, that he will reclaim the world he once ruled. And two? He’s not letting his new mate out of his sight anytime soon.

He’s the alpha king, my crush, my guardian. And he’s 20 years older than me.
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“How old are you?”
“T-Twenty,” I bit my lower lip, stuttering on the lie. “I’m an adult.”
I trembled but turned my head, allowing him to drag his nose along my neck and breathe in my scent. I didn’t know what I smelled like to him. Did I smell like I was lying?
I held still. He shifted just a bit, seemingly retreating, and I flung my arms around his neck, holding him down.
“Please, Alpha King,” I said. My voice trembled even as I tried to sound sultry. “I’m… sure I can please you.”
“Do you know what happens when you lie to the Alpha King, little girl?”
He knew. I should have known that he would know I wasn’t twenty.
“You seem so deliberate, but I’m not interested in your offer. How about we play a game?”
“A-A game?”
He narrowed his eyes and gave me a slow, cruel smile.
“If you win, I’ll grant you sanctuary.”
My eyes widened with a spark of hope.
“But if you lose….”

Harmony is no ordinary wolf shifter—she’s a hybrid of wolf and hound, the secret daughter of the Third Prince of Wolves. Hidden from the Council’s prying eyes, she’s been raised to live a quiet, human-like life, spared the fate of being trained to serve Xaxas, the ruthless High King.
But Harmony’s heart beats for the forbidden: she loves all living things, even humans—sworn enemies of the supernatural. Her dream? To break the treaty that divides their worlds and help those in need. But when she crosses paths with him—the son of the Horned God of Night—her gentle ideals are put to the ultimate test.
He is a force of destruction: unbeatable in battle, untouchable by magic, a name that makes even the bravest cower. Bred for war and darkness, can Harmony’s compassion soften a heart forged in shadow? Or will her forbidden love for the enemy cost her everything—including her life, her wolf, and the fate of two worlds?
*****Mature Content “Mate…”The word slipped out unbidden, my breath hitching as his touch ignited every nerve—sparks that tingled across my skin, scattering thoughts already frayed by my wolf, Luminescence. He grinned, sharp fangs glinting, and leaned in, nipping my ear gently. A shiver cascaded down my spine. His clawed hand cupped my cheek, warm and rough, and I let the blanket slip from my shoulders, baring myself to him...

She was not his first choice.
But he is her Alpha.


Rose Williams presented as an Omega and has been hated by everyone around her for that. She's also reminded that she's worthless, a toy for Alphas every single day. Her only hope was to turn twenty-one and settle down with Zain, an Alpha who promised to love and cherish her.

Aiden Russo is a Pack Alpha-the cruellest one the Moonlight Pack has ever seen. If rumours were to believe he's ruthless, cold and doesn't care for omegas. To complete his ownership, he needs a Luna.

By some unfortunate turn of events, Rose is married to the Alpha Aiden, who doesn't show any interest in her. Will she be able to win over his heart? Or forever be loathed by the Alpha?

The little wolf series Ashley was the future Beta to the Red Ridge pack that's until his own mother turns the pack against him and leaves him no choice but to run for his life with his father by his side. All Ashley has ever wanted is to meet his mate and have a family but now he's faced with trying to simply survive.

Can he and his father make it to somewhere safe or will more heartbreak stand in their way? Gamma Jack has a great life including friends that are more like family but the pain at the loss of his parents is never far away.
With no other blood family he dreams of finding his mate and starting a new family but his mate is being hunted and only Jack can save him. Will Jack get to his mate in time or is he destined to forever be alone?

The Little Wolf series recommended reading order Loved by the Gamma ~ Jack and Ashley's story His little wolf ~ Liam and Bethany's story.

Charlotte has always been the spare,
The second daughter, the invaluable one and she hasn't really minded because although it hurts it gives her a freedom that her sister can only dream of.

A freedom that is taken away when she is promised to the notorious Alpha Hunter.
She won't do that; not when she realizes she has a mate out there so she runs away. And where does she run? Straight into the arms of her mate.

Logan has never really put much thought into having a mate but now that he does he will do anything to keep her safe Even battling a crazed and much older Alpha who wants to keep his mate for himself

As the only female alpha, she is strong and brave, and fights alongside alpha King Landry, achieving victory after victory. But one day, she went into heat in front of him ...... When he learns the secret of her disguise as an alpha, will he fulfill his duty to torture her severely? Or will he personally help her ease the pain of her heat?

"I swallow hard to brace myself, eyes flickering over his massive form, “Tell me, Commander Lothbrook,” I say stiffly, “What reason can you possibly have for stealing me from my home and chaining me to your wall?” His lips tip up in that vicious-looking grin again, fangs flashing in the low light... "

"The night of the Summer Solstice ball is the night he kidnaps me the first time…

Twenty-year-old Lily Montegard, Princess of the Seelie Fae, was supposed to be living a quiet life hidden away from the rest of her court. But the night of the summer solstice is the night that her life irrevocably changes.

When the ruthless and powerful King of the Shifters that roam the Northern Mountains mistakes her for the heir to the throne, Lily is kidnapped from her home to be held for ransom. But when you’re smaller than the other fae and fabled throughout the Seelie court as being “cursed” for being born with fragile health and without magic, that weakness could be a death sentence among the Shifters.

With every day that passes, secrets unfold about the shifters that show that not everything is as it seems. Especially when it comes to their King, who Lily’s attraction to becomes harder and harder to fight."

Her eyes widened. Even in the dark, I could see the fear in her eyes. As she opened her mouth to let out a scream, I grabbed her roughly, clapping a hand tightly over her mouth. Not too long after we got to the car, I shifted into my human form, nude. Then I blind folded her with a small piece of cloth, her struggling body making contact with me down below. Instant arousal surged through me, hardening my cock but I ignored the urge. I wanted to complete the task.


He is out for revenge…
Eight years ago, Nikolai Slade, alpha of the Selene pack was a kind and loyal ruler, his gentle Luna by his side until disaster struck. Ambushed, he watched in defeat as an enemy pack raped and killed his wife and unborn child. Now grief stricken and burning with rage, Nikolai hungers for blood, biding his time for he won’t rest until he seeks his revenge.

The outcast…
Born without a wolf, sweet, innocent and virginal Liyah Verbeck is shunned and maltreated by her pack. When she is kidnapped by a gorgeous man, with silent, cold eyes of silver, she believes that her worries are over, but unknown to her, they were only just beginning.

A dark tale of two shattered souls, bound together by vengeance, reunited in love.

One year ago, a two year old child, Oskar, went missing from an apartment in Stockholm. His troubled mother is now held in a psychiatric hospital, found guilty of his murder by the court of public opinion. Former detective, Alex is haunted by the case. When a British family moves into the apartment and their toddler, Alfie, starts speaking with an 'imaginary friend', dad Fergus becomes increasingly terrified that he is losing his grip on sanity. He and Alex team up to investigate and are led into a labyrinth of lies and corruption. All the while, whatever is in the apartment has its sights on Alfie...

My name is Salem Harpen. I'm eighteen years old. And I am the last member of my pack.
The day I was born, my pack was secretly attacked and many of them were killed. My grandmother was lucky enough to escape with me into the depth of the forest.
For eighteen years my grandmother and I have been dwelling secretly in the forest. Old age had soon taken over her and she was not strong anymore. The day she was taking her last breath. She made me make a promise to never leave our secret place. One day I had to. There was no more prey to hunt and I was slowly dying of hunger. I had to leave our secret place to survive.
Seeing the outside world of the forest for the first. I was scared. I swiftly search for enough food to return to my safe place but unexpectedly I was captured by a pack of wolves for hunting on their land without any permission. New to the outside world I was clueless about such a rule. They chained me up and carry me away to be punished by their alpha. I cried. Was I the end of my entire pack?

THE BILLIONAIRE CHILDREN SERIES
The continuation of THE BILLIONAIRE SERIES.

BLSC #1: UNDERCOVER MODEL [ANDREW SAMUEL]
BLSC #2: HIS SECRET ADMIRER [AIDEN LOCASON]
BLSC #3: CAPTURING LOCASON [CAILEY LOCASION]
BLSC #4: THE THIEF TO HIS HEART [ARCHER NORTH]
BLSC #5: DANGEROUS ATTRACTION [MORRIS CESANTIO]
BLSC #6: RUNAWAY PRINCESS [DANIEL CESANTIO]
BLSC #7: A NIGHT TO REMEMBER [CHRISTINA HASTINGTON]
BLSC #8: HER BLACK KNIGHT [MARCO HASTINGTON]
BLSC #9: HIS COLD HEART [AXEL CESBORN]
BLSC #10: HIS BID ON HER [JOEL CESBORN]
BLSC #11: BILLIONAIRE’S GIRL [JOAN CESBORN]
BLSC #12: BILLIONAIRE’S TROUBLE [MATTHEW LEMIERE]
BLSC #13: FALL FOR DYLAN LEMIERE [DYLAN LEMIERE]
BLSC #14: LOVE SPELL [BRANDON LEMIERE]
BLSC #15: DARK ROMANCE [CRYSTAL LEMIERE]