3700 Book(s) Related to an omega s resurgence a werewolf quest for love and revenge

On my wedding night, I discovered the man in my bed wasn't my husband.
It was his twin brother—the one the family had exiled.
In my previous life, I exposed them in a rage.
My cheating husband came back, smashed my head open, and threw me into the ocean to be fed to the sharks.
But this time, reborn with a second chance, I cupped the face of the man in front of me—the face identical to my husband's—and slowly untied my wedding dress.
"Since he personally delivered you to my bed, then from now on... you're the husband."
This time, I'm going to raise up the loyal stand-in, and take everything from that bastard.

My wife brought her first love back to my cloud penthouse for an affair, and even attempted to steal the corporation's core code. Caught red-handed, she showed no remorse, instead scolding me condescendingly: "He is my guest! How dare you touch him?!"

Without even raising an eyelid, I snapped my fingers. Heavy combat robots instantly ripped apart the first love's cybernetic spine, and a beam of energy burned the man into a cripple. I then threw down a disownment agreement, cutting off her elite privileges with one click, and tossed the two of them like garbage into the lower-class slums drenched in acid rain.

"Trash belongs in the trash can." I swirled my wine glass, sneering.

On my son's seventh birthday, he hid behind my husband's first love and shouted at me, "You're a bad woman! She's my real mom!"
My husband was even crueler. He threw me out of the house without a second thought.
"To me, you were nothing but a surrogate."
Heartbroken, I walked away—and later adopted an abandoned little boy.
Years passed, when my husband finally learned the truth about the woman he had always protected, he came to me with our biological son, both of them kneeling before me in tears, begging for forgiveness.
Holding my adopted son's hand, I smiled calmly.
"Sorry. I only have one son."

​"I am a monster, Miss Hart. You wouldn't want nor wish to see me..." He is mysterious and brilliant, wealthy and prominent, but no single soul has seen him in person. Well, no one should see him—that's one of his many rules. No one can touch him either; that's another rule. Except for me because I have broken every rule. Now I'm extremely drawn to him. His peculiarity is out of this world, and his beauty is beyond physical. But the Master has demons of his own and is being chased by his brutal past. Suddenly, we've become the reflection of each other's nightmares. I realize that the Master and I are not so different. Is this newly found bond just another uncertain fate that could deepen our wounds, or is it finally going to be our redemption?

Don’t trust anyone, not even yourself….
You think you know someone pretty well, until you’re awoken in the middle of the night to the sound of unfamiliar voices and realize your sister’s being swept away by some supernatural creatures who climb in and out of windows and leap from two-story houses like it’s nothing.

My parents tried to tell me everything was fine, but when Cadence finally did come back from wherever they’d taken her, I knew there was something unusual about my older sister.

Now, her best friend is dead.

Her ex-boyfriend is acting bizarre.

And I’m afraid I might be next.

My name is Cassidy Findley, and I’m pretty sure my sister is a vampire, despite her “co-worker” making every effort to brainwash me into believing otherwise. With the help of my two best friends, we vow to get to the bottom of this before it’s too late, and my sister starts to claim other victims. I love her, but I won’t be turned, nor will I just sit by without doing everything I can to stop her. I can only hope that I’m not too late and that I can trust my own memories.

Because I’m pretty sure my sister’s friends are coming for me next.

Madison Harper knows all too well the chaos Alexander Knight leaves in his wake. As the billionaire CEO’s personal assistant, she’s cleaned up after countless scandals, soothed ex-lovers, and kept his messy private life from spilling into the boardroom. But when one fateful night lands her in Alexander’s bed, the dynamics shift dramatically.
What begins as a moment of uncontrollable spirals into a neither can resist: Madison needs financial help for her mother’s mounting medical bills, and Alexander offers the resources—on the condition she becomes his girlfriend for a year. No strings, no emotions, just business.
But as the lines between their professional and private lives blur, Madison’s resolve to keep her heart guarded begins to waver. Beneath Alexander’s reckless charm lies a magnetic that draws her closer than she ever intended. Just as she starts to believe she might be more than his latest “arrangement,” the ghost of Alexander’s long-lost first love, Katherine, reappears, threatening to unravel everything they’ve built.
Can Madison protect her heart while navigating this high-stakes game of desire and deception? Or will this with her infamously reckless boss cost her more than she’s prepared to lose?

She called him a shameless con man. She didn't know he was a killer the whole underworld feared.

Elizabeth Williams doesn't trust charming men—especially ones who show up out of nowhere claiming to be her savior. Caesar doesn't care what she thinks. He's not here to charm her. He's here to keep her alive, one way or another.

She sees an arrogant fraud chasing her money.
He sees a woman too stubborn to admit she needs him.

Neither one is ready for what happens when the mask finally comes off.

Word in the packs was that Alpha Lucian Frostbane’s fiancée was nothing more than a country girl, plain, weak, and utterly clueless about wolf society.

But when Selene Nightshade arrived at the Moonveil Pack’s banquet, the entire hall fell silent.

“She’s anything but plain!”
“Isn’t that Orion Nightshade, the award-winning star, her younger brother?”
“Her grandfather is Alaric Nightshade — the wealthiest Alpha in the world!”
“Wait… Selene is Mia? The mysterious designer even royals beg for?”

One hidden identity after another unraveled, shocking everyone.

But none of it mattered, right? Lucian Frostbane had no interest in her. He never believed in mates.

Until that very night, when the Moonveil Pack’s official account posted:
“They’re happily in love… and preparing for their Luna Ceremony.”

The werewolf world was left stunned. And in the shadows, rivals stirred, because Selene Nightshade wasn’t just a hidden heiress.

She was the last Lycan princess.

"I accept your offer."
"What?" He asked in disbelief.
"I said, I accept your offer." I repeated. "I would come with you to your pack as your Luna. That is what everyone knows it is. But between us both, I would be nothing but your breeder. I would spread my thighs apart, for you to put your children inside me and in turn, you would give me the reins of power and leadership as your Luna. I would get the respect I deserve, while you get the children you.... deserve."
Rosa Anderson has suffered enough—scorned by her family, broken by her first mate, stripped of dignity and hope. Love is a luxury she no longer believes in.
Hybrid Alpha Ryan of the Cold Moon Pack is feared by all… yet shattered by betrayal. His first mate cheated on him, and he paid the price in blood and humiliation. Love? He wants nothing to do with it.
Fate gives them a second chance—but neither wants the burden that comes with it. Conveniently, Ryan needs a breeder. Conveniently, Rosa needs a title that comes with respect, protection, and power.
So they do the unthinkable—they form a contract:
Mate and Luna to the world.
Breeder and master behind closed doors.
No love.
No feelings.
No heartbreak.
At least, that's what Ryan believes… until the woman he never wanted becomes the only thing he can't let go of.

I was raised by the Smith family for twenty years. The moment their real daughter returned, I was kicked out without hesitation.

The position of design director? Given to the real daughter.
The marriage worth a fortune? Also given to her.

The whole company waited to see the “bastard” make a fool of herself.

Until a globally limited motorcycle, one of only twenty in the world, stopped at the company entrance.
A roguishly handsome man leaned over it and said, “Sis, come home with your brother.”

The entire Smith family was stunned speechless.

Only later did they learn—
I was Master A, the artist that masters around the world lined up to meet.
I was the holder of every award winning patent in Smith Group.
And I was the daughter of the legendary family as wealthy as a nation. The true heiress.

The powerful CEO pulled out the long sealed engagement contract, a faint smile on his lips.

“So it turns out… you’re my fiancée.”

"This is wrong professor", I whispered as I felt his breath against my neck.
“I know,” he murmured, his voice low, roughened by restraint.
“You’re my student,” he breathed, leaning closer until his lips hovered just a breath away from my skin. “I shouldn’t want you like this.”

“But we’re both men ...." , The words tumbled out of me but stopped immediately when I felt the professor's hand on my throbbing boner.
“Do you think that matters to me right now?",

A TASTE OF SIN WITH THE PROFESSOR

I know I shouldn't want my sister's ex, but...
"Do you really want me gone?" Caleb asked.
"No...yes," I stuttered.
Every voice in my head screamed for me to step back but my body betrayed me. It betrayed me even further when Caleb suddenly curled his hand around my waist. He pulled me in, giving me no chance to prepare for his mouth crashing down on mine.
I didn't bother fighting it because I knew it was useless. I threw my arms around his neck, pressing further into him and I felt a familiar throbbing in the pit of my belly.
Without warning, he grabbed my hips and I felt myself being lifted in the air. Moments later, my back was touching the chair and Caleb was hovering above me.
"Take it off," he said in a hoarse voice.
I had it off and Caleb immediately attacked my breasts.
"Oh, my God," I whispered earnestly.
Caleb was merciless as he sucked both my nipples, leaving me squirming underneath him.
I barely had time to prepare myself as his hand slipped into my wetness. He put one finger in, then another followed before I could even adjust to the first one.
Just as I felt pressure building inside my stomach, he suddenly pulled his fingers out of me. Grabbing my hips, he lifted my butt from the couch and yanked my shorts off. He stared right into my eyes as he guided himself to my entrance.
"Caleb…" I groaned.
"Stay still," he commanded.
"Oh, fuckk," I breathed.
"You like that, uh?" He growled.
I felt filthy as I grappled with the fact that my sister's toxic ex was actually fucking me on our couch. And my sister was asleep a few meters away.


Dirty Desires is an anthology of unvarnished, erotic stories in which temptation rules, control is challenged, and rules are broken. From forbidden lovers to impossible attractions, from hidden lusts to dangerous indulgences, every story pushes the boundaries. They are mischievous, they're mistaken, they are everything you have been longing to experience.

Eli Winslow is running out of time.
His grandfather’s treatments for stage-three lung cancer are about to be cut off, and no amount of honest work can cover the mounting hospital bills. Desperate, Eli turns to Thorn Industries — the one place in the city where money is said to be easy to find… if you’re willing to pay the price.

He never expected to meet Julian Thorn.

Julian isn’t just a billionaire CEO; he’s cold, calculating, and dangerously magnetic. When Eli begs for a loan, Julian agrees — but on one condition: the debt must be repaid in full by the deadline.

When Eli returns the money an hour late, the rules change. The debt triples overnight, and the only way out is a deal sealed not by paper… but by marriage.

Dragged into Julian’s world of power, blood oaths, and velvet danger, Eli soon learns the truth: Thorn Industries is just the surface. Beneath it lies a brutal mafia empire — and Julian its king.

But Julian’s obsession runs deeper than business or vengeance. He doesn’t share his bed, his trust, or his submission with anyone. And now, he’s found the one person whose defiance tempts him to break his own rules.

Bound by a contract and a craving neither can control, Eli must decide whether to fight for his freedom… or surrender to the man who demands nothing less than his body, his loyalty, and his soul.

Aria’s just an ordinary housewife, an orphan-turned-Luna.
On she and her alpha king husband's anniversary,
The alpha king auctioned off her favorite necklace at a high price...
She's excited waiting for him to come but only to see him putting it on another woman.
Turns out this wasn't just their anniversary but also the day his first love divorced...


3 years after divorce,
Some say his housewife ex-wife is the most famous doctor in the world, but he refuses to believe it.
"God. Finally, huh?"
His ex-Luna wife finally answers the phone.
"Are you looking for Mommy?"
a little girl on the other end said.

"I, Alpha Xander Finch of the Red Moon Pack,” he said. Wait, is he going to accept my rejection now? “Reject your rejection, Alpha Chastity Reid of the Silver Moon Pack,” he added, and my eyes widened when I felt something extraordinary. Maybe he felt it too because he was surprised as well. Then he carried me before he pinned me at the back of the now already closed door and kissed me and, oh goddess, I felt like I missed him for a thousand years already, so I kissed him back.


Chassy, an omega who carries the weight of her heritage, is mistreated by her mother and the Red Moon Pack for her entire existence. Her real potential, which was acquired from a father who came from a mysterious lycan clan, is hidden from her and her tormentors. She found out that Xander, her Alpha, was her mate. For some reason, he hurt her. As a result
Chassy leaves and rejects him.

But destiny has more in store for her. With the advent of her lycan beast, she unexpectedly rises to the position of alpha in her adopted pack. Then she met her father whom she never knew and found out more about herself.

The persistent vampires, push packs to band together under an alliance. Chassy's previous and present lives intersect when Xander stops by her new pack for a joint training session against this backdrop of peril and unity. Will Xander and Chassy be able to cross the gap between them? Can they stand together in the face of the impending vampire threat?

What will Chassy do when she knows that she's unable to give Xander an heir and a boy with his mother comes to the pack claiming Xander to be the father?

"I'm losing you," Rhett growled, his fingers digging possessively into my flesh. "What's so fascinating in that head of yours?"

I looked up at him, taking in the moonlight that carved shadows across his sculpted chest.

"Just imagining," I replied with deliberate provocation.

His eyebrow arched. "Imagining what exactly?"

I ran my fingertips down his chest, enjoying the way his muscles tensed under my touch. "Imagining a man more devoted and skilled than you."

His face darkened, jaw clenching. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"

I realized I'd pushed too far and fell silent, giving him a crooked smile before leaning up to kiss him. He responded hungrily, his anger transforming into something more primal.

He lowered his head, mouth replacing fingers as he parted my thighs wider. His tongue traced deliberate patterns, alternating between broad strokes and precise flicks that made my hips buck involuntarily.


When I married the notorious Rhett Hayes, I thought I'd found my forever. Instead, I discovered I was just another conquest in his collection. For two years, I watched him charm other women while keeping me as his wife in name only, my heart breaking with each betrayal.

The day I finally placed divorce papers in his hands, something changed. His eyes—always cold and calculating—suddenly burned with an intensity I'd never seen. "You're the only one I've ever loved," he whispered, his voice raw. "Everything else was a necessary deception. There are people who would hurt you to get to me."

I didn't believe him—until the attack came. As bullets shattered our windows and masked figures stormed our home, I glimpsed the truth behind his lies. Now, trapped between deadly enemies and the man I'm no longer sure I know, I'm discovering that Rhett's dangerous world is far more complex than I imagined, and the depth of his love more profound than I dared hope.

This is my story of how to lose a mob boss in ten days.

I have a
I’ve been arranged to marry a monster.

Run away? Good idea. Tried that. Didn’t work.
Because in my family, my father makes the rules.
And he says this wedding is happening .

But he still has a soft spot for me, his last remaining daughter.
So he offers me a deal.
Take ten days.
Get to know Sasha.
See if you change your mind.

Yeah, right.
Sasha Ozerov is a beast in Brioni.
He’s ruthless, flawless, utterly unconcerned with mortals like me.
All he wants is what our marriage would bring
My family’s power and the city in the palm of his hand.

But maybe, if I can make him back out of the deal…
I’ll keep my freedom.
So I set out to do everything I can to drive him crazy.

I have ten days to make my husband hate me.
What happens if I start to love him instead?

She was locked up, tortured, and used as a breeding slave—until she escaped into a stranger’s bed.
One anonymous night left her pregnant with twins.
But the stranger is Lyall, the fearsome Lycan King.

When he discovers his heirs, he takes no chances, makes no deals—he claims her.
Selene flees to a hidden village, but no one escapes an obsessed king.

At his castle, jealous rivals, traitors, and old enemies target her and her powerful twins, who hold the key to a throne and a coming war.
The broken, tortured girl is gone. Something dark, ancient, and dangerous awakens inside her.
Lyall is not her savior—he is her obsessive, possessive, violent captor, willing to kill anyone who touches what’s his.

A one-night mistake becomes his all-consuming obsession.
And soon? She will be his Queen.

"You are mine. You can't run away from me!"
"I succeed because I don't trust men."

Viola, a country girl goes to New York alone for true love, but her beloved husband Orlando betrays her. Penniless, she took the divorce agreement and left this sad place.

A few years later, the country girl turned into a billionaire, and her ex-husband tried to get back together with her.

Newly married Victor is humiliated by his in-laws for being middle-class and ordinary. When his grandfather's life is at stake and a billionaire tries to steal his wife, Victor reveals his true identity and unleashes power, wealth and influence unlike the world has ever seen...

They married on terms and conditions, but she fell for him along the way and hoped he would open up to her one day. Her joy knew no bounds when he finally consummated the marriage close to their anniversary.
Who knew the supposed rosy next morning, he would serve her divorce papers?
And the reason?
His beloved was back!


"Sign these." He demanded. "Divorce papers."
My eyes widened, and my fingers trembled as it gripped the papers tightly. "Why?"
"That night a mistake." He interjected. "I don't love you, Valenticia."
"You said... you said you'd try. You promised." I clapped back, my voice rising.
"I promised nothing. This was a business arrangement, and now it's over." He replied, coldly. "And in order to prove myself to my grandfather, I married you and lost the love of my life. But, my grandfather is dead and I don't have to be with you anymore."
I stumbled back, the edge of the bed catching me. My knees buckled, and I sank onto the mattress. "I know you love me, Dmitri."
"Stop it, Valenticia!" He barked. "Natasha is back, the woman I love is back. So I don't need this anymore."

A kingdom of corruption—that is my birthright.But before my father gives me the throne that’s rightfully mine, I must fulfill one condition:I must find a wife.Dani is the perfect target.Innocent, beautiful, unsuspecting.But vulnerable. Oh, so vulnerable.She says she doesn’t need me.But if there’s one thing I understand, it’s desire.That’s the only weapon I need to bring her world to its knees.So let the wedding bells ring.I’ve found my fake wife.And I’ll drag her to the altar if I have to

"Sign it," Logan said coldly, raising three fingers. "First, don't file for divorce unless I allow it. Second, last at least three years of marriage. Third, take care of each other's business. Because really, we're just strangers."
Victoria's hands trembled as she stared at the contract. "What I need is my daughter's life. What you need is your freedom. Let's not pretend this is a gift."
Once, Logan was the powerful CEO of Dallas Corp. Now, after a tragic accident, he is bound to a wheelchair, consumed by hatred and loss. Victoria, desperate to save her dying daughter, offers him a deal, help her child live, and she will help him reclaim everything stolen from him.
But what begins as a loveless marriage of convenience soon becomes a dangerous entanglement. In a world of betrayal, secrets, and burning grudges, neither of them expected that this contract could awaken something far more dangerous than revenge—love.

"We can even make it a one-time thing." She said, "We almost did this before..." But she quickly held herself and instead said, "My mom won't even know a thing, I promise." She said, sounding really desperate.
"There's no way you won't ask for more, Scarlett," Adrian argued weakly.
"Then I wouldn't be in the wrong for doing that." She maintained spiritedly.
"I mean, why can't you just leave my mom and date your age? Or do you think she's dating only you? She's got numerous men at her beck and call, and at the end of it all, she's going to dump you. I am actually the one with the money."
"I don't care about the money." Adrian continued stubbornly.
"I know this has nothing to do with true love. What exactly do you want from my mom? What do you have on her?"


Scarlet Davenport, a billionaire heiress and the only surviving daughter of a widow and men-loving cougar; Vivian Davenport, wakes up to find Adrian Hartfield, the man whom she had an instant crush on after meeting at the club being introduced to her as her potential stepdad.
She realizes for the first time in her young life that she might have to go against all odds to fight for her prince charming even if it means employing the art of seduction to get Adrian to her bed.
When hateful and numerous vile forces notice these weak spots in the family and decide to exploit them to their advantage, will Adrian and Scarlett realize their combined strength early enough? Would they overcome the odds?

Margaret Queen receives an unexpected visit from a dangerous man, Nikolay Ivanov, who claims to have her brother captive and that he owes him a substantial sum of money.

She is willing to do anything to free her brother from the clutches of this man with a deep and devilishly attractive gaze, who makes her work for him, eliminating his rivals in the largest drug trafficking market in all of Europe.

Margaret fulfills her mission to the letter, although they both find themselves in a bind when Nikolay's main enemy appears and suspects his rival's intentions. To throw him off, Nikolay has to make Margaret pose as his wife.

But an unexpected attraction begins to blossom between them to the point of having an intense and passionate relationship, resulting in the conception of a baby.

The day he first saw her, one thought consumed him, "I want to fuck her."

Their first meeting, which seemed like an unexpected encounter, turned her life upside down.

Rainee humiliated him in front of everyone just because Alex bullied her beloved brother.

Alex Fraser swore to own her all for himself, to make her beg on her knees until he was satisfied.

But their obsession led them to get deceived by their own desire.

I pretended still belonged to him.
Until I took back everything that was mine.

I believed I’d married for love. For three years, I happily gave up my career to be the perfect wife and mother.

Then my doctor told me the truth: I was dependent on sedatives—drugs I never took myself.

The only explanation? The warm glass of milk my husband handed me every night.

As I dug deeper, the truth unraveled: his affair with my sister-in-law, the secret transfer of company assets, even my own sister’s strange betrayal.

He didn’t just break my heart—he stole my future.

Now, for my daughter’s sake… and for the years I lost…

I’ll make sure he has nothing left to lose.

"Be my submissive Andrea and I will pay off your debts"
She was about to be dragged away by a ruthless mafia gang—sold into a life of submission to repay a debt she never owed. Then he stepped in.
One week to pay off the debt of her dead father or become a s*x slave for a powerful mafia gang?
Andrea, a struggling college dropout, never imagined her late father had signed her off as collateral to the mafia. Desperate, she turned to her billionaire boyfriend for help—only to be coldly dumped. Heartbroken and hopeless, one reckless night at a club led to a fiery one-night stand with a masked, older stranger who stirred something in her she couldn't forget.
Days later, the mafia came to collect. And just as she thought it was over, the masked man reappeared.
His offer? Submit to him for one year. No face. No names. No strings attached.
She agreed.
What she didn't know? He was her ex-boyfriend's father. And he had been obsessed with her from the moment he first saw her.
Now trapped in a world of secrets, control, and forbidden desire, Andrea must decide: will she fight for her freedom, or surrender to the man who owns her body—and just might steal her heart?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]. “I, Celeste Orion, princess of the cross-vale pack, reject you as my mate, i cast you aside alone,
i see no future with you, as you are weak with no power and will only bring my ruin, i despise you”
Those were the words I told my lover, breaking my Alphas soul, before he died, He is the ghost of my past, the love of my life, I betrayed him four years ago,
Our love was forbidden, yet I abandoned my lover to his death that haunts me, only to find out he’s been alive all along.
He had come back for me, now a ruthless king, back for revenge from my family’s torture and massacre of his blood line.
He takes me as his captive.
He is as cruel as ever, my first love I’ve rejected has come back as my ruthless captor,
he hates the very air I breathe, and now he wants to punish me as his slave.
He is my salvation and I am his plaything, his slave, he won’t let me go no matter what.
And yet I don’t find myself escaping the very hell I set for myself anytime soon, as he takes me as his bed slave,
But why?
Why after all this time to feel still drawn to a ruthless man who wants nothing but to make my life a living hell?.

Meet Alpha Logan Smith; Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack.Logan is a young, successful businessman in the human world with his true identity hidden from non-creatures. He believes he has everything he needs in his life until he encounters his mate.

She turns out to be a crazy Nymphomaniac, a werewolf obsessed with sexual desires. But he is determined to have her in his life.

How will he handle this sex freak who wants no commitment to any man? How can he get her to stay loyal to him?

A lady whose only desire in men is a good hump. Find out in this romantic adventure!!

Christopher was born into one of the most powerful families in the country. Most of the family members are politicians. After graduation, he will become an official under his grandfather's arrangement. However, he meets a girl on his graduation trip and falls in love with her. His family disapproved of their marriage because he was engaged to a girl from a powerful family. So she eloped with him and became the daughter-in-law of his family. What's next for Christopher's story?

“My husband is back. We’re breaking up.”

I slid a bank card loaded with one million dollars across the table to Leon, convinced it was nothing more than the end of a simple arrangement.

Three years ago, my husband, William Grant, disappeared on our wedding day, leaving me to become the laughingstock of Oakland. While everyone believed he was dead, I sacrificed everything to save the collapsing Grant family and keep their empire alive. Then he returned—with a pregnant mistress on his arm—and had the audacity to demand that I take care of the woman carrying his child.

That was the moment I decided our marriage was over.

What I never expected was that the male escort I had been keeping for the past three years wasn't an escort at all.

Leon was actually Roderick Harris—the mysterious billionaire behind the Harris Group, the most powerful and untouchable business empire in Oakland.

And just hours before discovering the truth, I had handed this ruthless business tycoon a one-million-dollar breakup fee... and told him never to contact me again.

While my cheating husband believed I would lose everything without him, and everyone waited to watch me fall, the man I had cast aside stepped back into my life, his dark eyes locking onto mine with dangerous intensity.

“Violette... what makes you think you're the one who gets to decide when this is over?”

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

The cage doors are released and I open my sapphire coloured eyes, dashing out of the prison and into the forest.
Seven days for the full moon to be blue.
Seven days from the starting line to the finish
Seven days, that’s how long I had to make it to the lodge as an unmated female."
Legends of werewolves have gone back centuries. Always including the Moon Goddess and her blessing of soulmates to the beings she created. But the ugly truth is there is no such thing as soulmates. There is only The Run.
An event created centuries ago held twice a year during a blue moon where she-wolves run from their male counter parts. If they are captured, they are mated and marked, claimed by whoever captures them first.
No one is exempted from this event - not even Grace Harvest.
After being able to avoid attending the event since turning eighteen, Grace finds herself unable to find an excuse not to participate this time. With her last hope of remaining unmated until she can fall in love, she makes a bet with her Alpha. If she wins, he can no longer force wolves of his pack to participate in The Run and allow them to find love. If he wins, Grace will be mated, and her pack mates are forced to go no matter what.
But what will happen when she meets a golden haired wolf by the name Caden Wolfrain, who instantly captures her attention. Will she do all she can to win the bet, will Caden win her heart or will the secrets Caden keeps force her to cut ties with this golden haired wolf without a second thought no matter the heart break.

"You are my wife. No one gets to touch you, and I sure as hell won't let you touch anyone while you bear my last name." My breath catches.
Rage and unwanted arousal fight a war inside me.
I lift my chin in defiance, glaring at him. "You don't own me, Rain."
"Unfortunately, I do for the next year."
"I have needs, Rain. I am not going to spend a year celibate just because you hate me."
"Who said you have to spend the year celibate?" Rain tucks a finger beneath my jaw, his gaze lingering on my lips. He tilts my face up to his, thumb grazing my lower lip. "If you have needs, Selene…" His eyes flick back up to mine. "I will take care of them."


In the city of Raven Heights, hierarchy is the order of the day. Selene is the youngest member of the Vaughn family. A scandal breaks out when her cousin, Vivienne, has a one night stand with Rain Manchester- the illegitimate son of the most influential family in Raven heights.
She's made to cover up for Vivienne and marry Rain in her place. To make matters worse, she discovers Vivienne in bed with her boyfriend.
Furious, she agrees to the marriage for revenge, only to be plunged into a world of hatred. Rain despises her. He's in love with someone else — Ava, and a marriage to Selene has ruined his chances of being with her.
They agree to stay married for a year, with him swearing never to fall for her.
But can his resolve withstand the test of time? Or the sharp mouthed wife he has married? Can they stay a year as a married couple without falling in love?

One minute I placed the romance novel under my pillow and layed down. The next, I woke up in silk sheets... in a stranger’s bed.

Plot twist? I’d just bought the book and hadn’t read a single freaking page.

Now I’m stuck inside a story I know nothing about. I don’t know who the villain is, who’s disposable, or if I’m scheduled to die in chapter ten with a tragic backstory and dramatic thunder in the background. All I’ve got is my love for obsessive CEOs, mafia bad boys, stalkers in designer suits… and enough secondhand smut knowledge to navigate this hellhole.

Enter him—the walking red flag in a tailored Armani suit. Cold, filthy rich, dangerously hot, and just unstable enough to ruin my life and whisper sweet nothings while doing it. He’s supposed to be the overbearing CEO… so why does he act like a whipped golden retriever every time I breathe near another man?

Oh, but it gets worse.

His stunning, ice-queen “best friend” is glaring at me like she wants to lace my coffee with poison and toss me off a balcony wrapped in designer drapes. Honey, I’ve read enough dark romance to know your type—and I’m not playing nice. Try me. I’ve got plot armor and a sharp tongue, and I’m not afraid to use either.

He wants to own me. She wants to erase me.

But I didn’t crawl into this book just to die a cliché. I came to survive, stir drama, and maybe even seduce the male lead into a very spicy alternate ending.

This isn’t just a story. It’s a battlefield in high heels—and I’m about to set the plot on fire.

They said fake dating never ends with real feelings. They were wrong.

For three years, I loved my childhood best friend in silence.

Brooks Hunters was my safe place, my first love... and the one person who never saw me as anything more than the girl always waiting for him. The night I finally gathered the courage to confess, he introduced me to his fiancée instead.

Heartbroken, I swore I'd move on.

Then his infuriating half-brother—the arrogant captain of the university hockey team—offered me an impossible deal.

I'll tutor him to save his hockey career.

He'll pretend to be my boyfriend for six months.

One fake relationship. One simple rule: No falling in love.

"I don't have enough money or power right now, but I will definitely find a way to bring them all to their knees! I'll make them all beg!" She hissed, shaking with anger and frustration. "I will do everything, anything… to make them all regret… even if I have to sell my soul to the devil!" She said with determination flashing in her beautiful eyes.

The man smirked. He lifted his fingers and tucked some errant strands of her slightly mussed up hair behind her ear. "Be careful what you wish for, Miss. A certain devil here might really fulfil your wish and claim your soul in exchange."

"If that devil is really here, do introduce him to me, handsome. I would like to make a deal with him." Eva drawled out, smirking back at him.

On the first day of the zombie outbreak, my two roommates and I made a crazy decision: before the banking system crashed, we'd take out dozens of online loans and high-limit credit cards!
"Since it's the end of the world, who the hell cares about credit scores? Borrow money! Buy out the supermarket! We don't have to pay it back anyway!"
We smashed through walls, welded the security door shut, and used millions of dollars worth of supplies to build a makeshift shelter . We thought we could survive this catastrophe.
Until that day, in a moment of madness, I rescued a pregnant stranger right under the zombies' noses.
I forgot that in the apocalypse, the smell of amniotic fluid and blood is the ultimate death warrant that attracts monsters from the entire city…

In my previous life, I understood my beloved dog's feelings and foresaw the impending apocalypse due to high temperatures. I stocked up on supplies and kindly took in my aunt's family.
But after the order completely collapsed, in order to seize my house and inheritance for themselves, they even threw my dog into the scorching sun at sixty degrees Celsius.
I rushed out to save it, but they took the opportunity to lock the door from the inside and coldly watched as my dog and I died in the heat.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the eve of the apocalypse.
When my vampire relatives came to my door again to escape the summer heat, I didn't stop them. Instead, I generously gave them my old villa, which was about to be cut off from water and electricity, and moved into my underground temperature-controlled fortress with my dog.
Enjoy the last bit of air conditioning. This time, let's let you bite each other under the scorching sun over a piece of moldy dog food.

Cancer was supposed to be my death sentence. Instead, it became my liberation.

I thought I had it all—wealth, status, a picture-perfect life in Greenwich's elite circles. Then came the diagnosis that would change everything: six months to live. But facing my final chapter, I uncovered a truth more devastating than any terminal illness—the man sleeping beside me was slowly killing my soul.

When you have nothing left to lose, you discover exactly how powerful you can become.

The Apocalypse Descended. Zombies Slaughtered the City.

I was the first to awaken a top-tier ability — and I used it to flip half a street's worth of zombies like ragdolls.

I led a ragged band of survivors through the siege, carved a path out with blood and fire, and seized an abandoned military factory on the east side of the city. We turned it into a fortress.

I was the name that made everything within miles tremble — the Devil King, they called me.

The government base sent envoys three times to bring me into the fold. All three times, I threw their people and their vehicles right back out the gates.

A research lab came looking for cooperation. I torched their sample truck on the spot.

The rules inside this base? Mine. Anyone who didn't like it got tossed over the wall to feed the dead.

Every grain of rice, every pill, every night of safety — all of it was bought with blood. My blood. My people's blood. Clawed back from the jaws of a million rotting corpses.

Everyone respected me. Everyone feared me.

The only softness I ever allowed myself was for Xu Qinghe — the woman who'd crawled out of that mountain of corpses right beside me. My girlfriend. My one exception.


Then the lab dropped a bombshell: among the Awakened, one in ten thousand could evolve into an Ability King. The mark of this savior? A crimson blood-line on the inner forearm.

The whole world lost its mind.

Overnight, everyone stopped. No one manned the walls. No one scavenged for supplies. They just knelt there, day after day, praying for their Ability King to descend.

Then my girlfriend brought back a pretty-faced boy with a red line on his forearm.

The entire base fell to their knees before him like he was a living god.

And me — the man who'd bled for this base for three years, who'd held the line when no one else would — I was shoved out beyond the city gates.

Left for the dead.


A tide of a million zombies crashed against the walls. Their so-called god collapsed on the ground, sobbing and screaming for mercy.

Everyone inside waited to die.

That's when I looked down at my own forearm — at the crimson line I'd kept hidden all along.

And I smiled.

This time, it's my turn.

Blake's keeping me locked up in a villa outside the city, with a dozen bodyguards watching me around the clock. They won't let me step foot outside my room.

He once promised Vanessa, the woman he never got over, that he'd give her company shares and his estate. Now she's back after her divorce, pregnant, crying to Blake that I threatened her, told her to give up what he promised, and that I wanted to hurt her and her baby.

Blake believed her.

He's convinced I'm evil and gold-digging. He locked me up here while he stays at the hospital, never leaving Vanessa's side.

I'm going into sudden labor, crying and begging him to let me go to a hospital. I swear I never wanted those things, never hurt her.

Blake just sneers. "You're such a liar. I don't believe a single word from someone as vicious as you. After Vanessa delivers, I'll get you a doctor. Stop trying to fool me."

But when he finally sees my body, he completely falls apart.

The anonymous post’s warning came true. I was trapped in an endless loop of death.
In my first life, I took on a high-risk surgery, only to be brutally stabbed by a grieving family member afterward. Thirteen fatal wounds left me bleeding out on the floor.
In my second life, I faked an injury to avoid the operation, only to be shoved down a steep flight of stairs, resulting in extreme head trauma and a snapped neck.
In my third life, I performed the surgery alone. My reward was a cold gunshot straight through the skull.
In my fourth life, I live-streamed the entire procedure. The surgery went flawlessly, yet my throat was still slit, and my skull was crushed by a heavy blunt object.
On my deathbed, I finally glimpsed the horrifying secret hidden within the patient...

I am the youngest PhD researcher in the Werewolf Alliance—and the creator of the Lunar Phase Suppressor.
That drug has saved countless young wolves who nearly lost themselves during their very first transformation.
On the day I received the Silver Claw Medal, the entire world celebrated me—everyone except my blood-bonded mate.
I rushed back to our northern Dallas villa, hoping to give him the medal as a birthday gift—for him and for our children.
What awaited me was not an embrace, but my daughter Lyra asking in an innocent voice why Emma couldn’t be her mother.
The only one who stood up for me was my son, Luca.
From the very bottom of my drawer, I took out the withdrawal application I had sealed away for years—and signed it along with the divorce papers.
He wanted me, but refused to give me a name.
He couldn’t bear to let me leave, yet shamelessly gave his devotion to someone else.

I thought I was dead for sure. Hell, my blood has already run cold.
I snapped my eyes open only to realize the gunshot wasn't meant for me. But now, I'm being used as a human shield.
The first thing I saw was a man in all black holding a gun to my face.
He stands gallantly menacing, less than five yards from me. And despite the low light, I can see his shirt is only buttoned halfway as a jacket drapes loosely over his broad shoulders.
He is like Hades in a shirt.
"Answer me, motherfucker! Or I swear I'll kill her!" Blondie yelled, jabbing his gun at me and pulling me closer to shield himself.
"Who the fuck are you!"
The stranger returned his attention to my captor;
"You seem to have misunderstood this situation," He said with such calm and vindication, you'd think my life didn't matter.
He continued;
"I'm not the hero that saves the damsel in distress..." He paused,
"...I'm the Grim Reaper."

< Gunshot...! ><<
I froze in my spot, but I didn't feel dead.
"You're safe now." He said, walking up to me. He brushed hair from my wet cheeks as he pulled me closer.
And I just fell on him.
Without hesitating, I rise to my toes and capture his lips in mine.





***

Sapphire Sanchez is just a girl looking for momentary happiness when she makes a rather impulsive move.
Life hasn't exactly been fair to her, and her mother's condition isn't making it easier for her. Then everything turns upside down when a stranger saves her from three hoodlums.
Or maybe the right side up?
Either way, she just met Dimitri Griot, the terror of Silicone City, the Grim Reaper himself.
He has built his empire with the same ruthless vindication he delivers his judgment. And fussy romance wasn't on his agenda when a lowlife cunt got his heart beating in the wrong manner.
He wants her just as much as he hates the weakness.
She wants him even though he incites terror in her.
The condition of romance is clear, and the rules for power are final. It's one of nothing: Power, Vengeance, or Love
Neither of them can have it all. But the question is, which will either of them choose?

When the prey becomes the hunter…

As a half-elf paranormal recruitment consultant, Julia knows to stay away from vampires–tothem, she’s just food.

So why would bloodthirsty alpha male Nathaniel La Caz be any different.When she turns up to the meeting in his factory, she senses that there is something about him.Julia is suddenly overwhelmed by her senses and her magic goes haywire when she is nearhim.Things go from weird to worst, when Julia witnesses the kidnapping of her cousin Claudia. Andwhen more elves and fairies begin to vanish without a trace, and no help in sight, Julia knowsthat she is her cousin’s only hope.

The police suspect vampires. And if they’re right, this couldbe a one day death trap. But Julia is willing to risk it all to save Claudia, even if it means shecould become this crazed vampire’s next victim.