9199 Book(s) Related to possessing my alpha the silver run series

I warned my family and neighbors that the extreme cold would come in a year and a half, but they all thought I was crazy.
I had no choice but to prepare myself a year and a half in advance: renovating houses, building arks, stockpiling supplies...
When the extreme cold arrived, the neighbors who ignored the warnings turned into thugs, yet my brother still wanted to let them into the house; the bandits pretending to be wounded were exposed by me, but my brother still didn't believe me and let them in; I finally managed to defeat the spy bandits, but when I wasn't paying attention, my brother, in order to save his own life, personally handed the Ark to the bandit leader...

My husband Dante's best friend Luigi died three months ago, and with his last breath, he made Dante promise to take care of his pregnant widow, Maggie. From that moment, Maggie invaded our lives, and I was only four months pregnant at the time.

Then Maggie got caught in a gang shootout. She needed an emergency blood transfusion, and she had this rare blood type—Rhnull. Turns out, I'm Rhnull too.

To save Maggie and her baby, Dante forced me to abort mine.

At minus sixty degrees Celsius, my girlfriend of three years and my childhood friend teamed up to push me out of the bomb shelter and beat me to death in the snowstorm.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back fifteen days before the extreme cold arrived, and my phone had a new "Doomsday Farm" app.

Rapidly growing mutant crops and an infinitely large, temperature-controlled warehouse became my biggest trump card for rebirth.

Faced with two people who came with luggage under the pretense of "accompanying me" but actually plotted to seize the property rights of my underground research institute, I calmly turned them away, sold all my properties in the city, and headed straight for the suburbs with a huge sum of money.

Within fifteen days, I welded the abandoned research institute into a heavily insulated steel fortress.

When the epic cold wave arrived ahead of schedule, those who had betrayed me were trapped in an old apartment without water or gas, tearing each other apart over a tattered quilt.

I'm sitting in a 20-degree underground farm, eating hot stewed beef, drinking hand-drip coffee, and quietly watching them on the monitor slowly turn into ice sculptures.

In this life, having let go of my desire to help others, I simply want to live comfortably in this Ice Age.

That December night, his first love and I were both rushed to the ER.
Two pregnant women. One operating room.
My doctor husband took three seconds to decide.
"She's an athlete. She can handle it," he told the nurse, then wheeled Sienna into surgery.
Leaving me—eight months pregnant with his baby—bleeding alone in the hallway.
When the nurse called begging him to come back, he said: "I'm at the pharmacy getting supplies for Sienna. Twenty minutes."
Twenty minutes later, I'm still alive.
He wishes I wasn't.

I stayed in this city for Dorian, pushed my way into his company, and saved every penny for three years just so we could build a home together.
But an anonymous flash drive shoved a video of him cheating in our bed right into my face. The next day, a promotion announcement handed the position I’d bled for to the very woman who seduced him.
With my dignity crushed to dust, I had only one person left to rely on—my gentle, almost obsessively devoted stepbrother, Ambrose.
He promised to make those scumbags tear each other apart. He promised Dorian would crawl back to my feet like a dog.
He offered me a "secret recipe" with immediate results.
I expected a deeply satisfying revenge. I never imagined what that so-called recipe actually was...

In the apocalyptic freeze, temperatures plummeted to seventy below zero. The earth was encased in ice, and ice beasts roamed everywhere.

I risked my life to scavenge for food, covered in wounds, enduring cold and hunger, leaving all our meager supplies for my parents and brother.

I thought blood was thicker than water, that all the suffering and hardship was worth it.

But I never imagined that when our resources ran out, the family I'd protected with my life would reveal their true beastly nature. They ambushed and knocked me unconscious, tied me to an ice pillar, planning to use me as food rations—to eat me alive.

At the moment of near death, the ice jade my grandfather left me suddenly shattered. I awakened top-tier ice abilities, commanding frost and snow, controlling the extreme cold.

My kindness had been frozen to death by the bitter cold. Family meant nothing.

Those who betrayed me, deceived me, and tried to eat me—I wouldn't spare a single one.

Two hours before the apocalypse, my fiancée stole my gray wolf and giant bear and gave them to a rich second-generation, leaving me only a dying ornamental fish.
"Go and wait to die in the apocalypse with your worthless fish!" she laughed triumphantly, thinking she had seized an invincible trump card.
I almost burst out laughing on the spot.
In their past lives, they died too young and had no idea that without absolute power, mutated beasts would only tear their masters apart first! They also didn't know that the golden dragonfish she had discarded as trash was the true ruler of the late apocalypse!
As the crimson rain of radiation fell, I coldly fed the "Sea God" that had begun to emit an eerie glow. Since you're all eager to pave the way with your lives, then I'll gladly accept the ultimate evolutionary law of the apocalypse!

I've been married to my husband Jake for three years. In that time, I've been pregnant twice.

But each time, I lost the baby.

What took my children wasn't a medical condition, but a painting.

A black bird, painted by Jake's ten-year-old blind brother, Billy.

My in-laws claimed he had the gift—a psychic born with sight beyond sight. And the black bird was an omen. It marked my baby as cursed, a threat to the family.

To save my second child, I got the best amniocentesis report money could buy, proving the baby had no genetic defects.

It happened again anyway.

At three in the morning, I woke to the agony of another miscarriage and stumbled to the studio door.

That's when I found out the truth.

The High Fae were facing extinction, their bloodlines withering away.

Valerius, the Prince of the Shadow Realm, was a terrifying force of nature—ruthless and utterly cold.

I am Ella, a mere human who accidentally fell into a Shadow Rift, a mortal girl with nothing but survival on my mind.

Left with no other choice, I snuck into this shadow prince's bed in the dead of night.

On the day he pierced my chest to take my heart-blood to save the Witch Princess, I faked my death and ran away—carrying his half-Fae babies in my belly.

Years later, I was busy preening the starry wings of my seven little miracles.

He found me, dropping to his knees, as pathetic and desperate as an abandoned hound.

"Ella... do you really not want me anymore?"

For fifty years, I bathed in blood for my world, only to return home to find my wife dead and my daughter about to be sacrificed.
The High Priest stepped on my daughter’s head, branding me a traitor, and declared he would burn her to ashes. Scarred, broken, and with my magic depleted, I was bound to the pyre alongside her. Tens of thousands cursed us from below as the flames engulfed the stage.
Weeping, my daughter asked me, "Daddy, are you really a hero?"
I crushed the pendant on my chest.
Dragons, Dwarves, Berserkers—the million-strong allied army I had united over those fifty years descended across dimensions.
The High Priest slumped to the ground, trembling uncontrollably. "Who... who exactly are you?"
Staring into his eyes, I said only one thing:
"Dragons have reverse scales; touch them, and you die. You crossed the line!"

I was forced by my father to fulfill an arranged engagement I'd never met face-to-face.

Pushing open the private room door, I found my fiancé Tristan celebrating his secretary Clara's birthday.

"Security! Get this beggar out of here!" Clara screamed, pointing at me.

When I revealed my identity, Tristan sneered coldly: "What bullshit engagement? I would never marry a woman like you."

Clara poured red wine over my head: "Kneel down and lick it clean!"

When I fought back, Tristan exploded in rage: "How dare you touch my woman? Hold her down!"

Four bodyguards pinned me down as Clara started a live stream: "Let everyone see this delusional bitch who doesn't know her place!"

They tore at my clothes while Tristan watched coldly, even urging them on: "Hurry up, let everyone see her true face."

Just as I was about to be completely humiliated, the door suddenly burst open—

"Do you have any idea whose daughter you're humiliating?

As the only mute player in this horror game, I thought I was screwed.

Turns out the boss knows sign language.

Thank God! Perfect!

Then he gets everything completely wrong.

I sign "help me," he reads it as "you're hot."

I sign "danger," he thinks I'm saying "I like you."

I sign "get lost," and he goes, "You want me to come closer? Okay."

The worst part? I curse him out in sign language, calling him a psycho pervert.

He just smiles and says, "Baby, you're so good at flirting. I can't even bring myself to kill you now."

Me: ...

My teammate whispers to me, "Please stop signing. Every time you do, he stares at you even more like a psycho."

I had been married for seven years, thinking I had the perfect family.

Until Christmas Eve, when I saw a delivery order for apartment 702. The note read: severe mango allergy.

My husband's allergy. The one that could kill him.

I flew downstairs and pounded on the door.

My husband opened it. The same man who was supposed to be "out of town on business."

A pregnant woman appeared behind him.

And my six-year-old son stood behind her, glaring at me with cold eyes:

"Make her leave, Mom. She's crazy."

My world shattered.

My brother Soren is a figure skating prodigy. Every dollar in our house, every hour, every scrap of attention — all his.
Me? I'm the kid who doesn't need to be seen.
The night before Nationals, I told my mom my stomach hurt so bad I could barely stand. She said I was making trouble. Dad told me to take a painkiller and tough it out. Then they loaded up the car and drove two hundred miles to watch Soren skate.
They didn't come home until Sunday night. By then, I'd been dead for over a day.
I called her. Again and again. She had her phone on airplane mode.
Now I'm a ghost, drifting behind their car on the highway home. They're laughing, complaining I didn't even text Soren a congratulations.
I wonder what their faces will look like when they walk through that door.

My daughter died on her fifth birthday.
Her first real wish—the first one she was old enough to make herself—was to go to the beach with Daddy.
Gideon promised he would take her.
She waited for him all day. She was still asking for him when she took her last breath.
He never came.
I brought her ashes to the beach she'd always dreamed of. Let her finally see the ocean.
That's when I heard it—a woman's moan, low and breathy, coming from behind the rocks.
Then his voice. Then his name on her lips.
"Between me and Lily, who do you love more?"
"You. Obviously."
He was fucking his mistress on our daughter's dream beach—while I stood there holding her ashes.
When I finally confronted them, I didn't get an apology. I got a slap across the face.
And when his mistress caught my eye and smiled, I realized something.
She knew exactly when my daughter would die.

I had just arrived abroad for a legal conference when my best friend sent me a video.
An unfamiliar woman was chatting while pushing Dexter’s mother, Jenny, around the neighborhood, claiming to be Dexter’s wife.
My hand, holding the phone, froze.
If she’s Dexter’s wife… then who am I?
I immediately called my husband and asked,
“Did you change family doctors?”
He paused for a second, then replied with a laugh, “Yes. Mom didn’t like the old one, so we switched. I haven’t had a chance to tell you yet. Why do you ask?”
I forced a casual chuckle. “No reason. I just missed you.”
After hanging up, I rushed home overnight.

I just landed my dream job on Wall Street, but the celebratory champagne came with a bizarre side effect. I can suddenly see the exact probability of someone killing me floating above their heads. My parents? 5% and 70%. The fiancé I ran to for safety? A blood-red 100%.

After Nicholas got engaged, his assistant handed me a plane ticket.

"Leave. Don’t ever show your face in Silverlight City again."

"Otherwise, Mr. Jackson has more than enough ways to ruin you."

All those years I spent by his side, I was admired by everyone, living in the spotlight.

Yet when I finally left, I was reduced to a pitiful, laughable sight.

I said, "Fine."

But that very night, the flight plunged from over thirty thousand feet in the air.

My influencer roommate paid a small fortune to grow a tub of "all-natural" beauty mud in our bathroom.
Ten days later, the thing crawled out of her face — in front of three hundred people at a party.
And I'd known it was coming from the day I first saw what she was growing.

I gave five years to my husband's ambition—and got betrayal in return.

Forty-three days without a break on the Imperial City project. I collapsed from exhaustion and woke up in the hospital. He never picked up the phone.

He was too busy celebrating his mistress's birthday.

The blonde hair wrapped around his jacket was like a slap to the face. I'd cut my own hair short years ago because he said long hair wasn't "professional." He just meant it wasn't professional on me.

He promised we'd move to Imperial City together once he succeeded. But he was always too busy—except when it came to touring my project sites with her.

I'd had enough.

I froze the accounts. Pulled the funding. Took back everything I'd built.

He tried to push me out of my own position, so I reclaimed the patents and withdrew my support.

He called a press conference to save face. I attended—as an executive at his largest competitor.

I watched him crumble.

For five years, I held him up. And for five years, he treated me like something disposable.

He forgot that the empire he thought he built was never his.

It was always mine.

I came back to New York for one reason: to meet the man my mother arranged for me to marry.
I never made it to dinner.
His "sister"—the woman he'd been protecting since childhood, the one he clearly loved more than he'd ever love a fiancée he'd never met—snatched a twelve-thousand-dollar dress out of my hands at a Fifth Avenue boutique and had me thrown out. When I called him about it, he told me I should be grateful to be marrying into his family at all. Then he hung up.
An hour later, she accused me of stealing her ring. Had me pinned against the wall. Told his men to strip me down and film it for "evidence."
Nico laughed when I told him the whole Ferrante family would answer for this.
"With what? You?"
My name is Sera Vitti.
That's all I'll say.

"What? Why would I show you my blood?" she asked angrily.
"Just let me go" she whimpered moving backward.
"Stay put or I won't be gentle" he threatened.
"Leave me alone, I don't want to do this. I'm a virgin, I haven't done this before" she raised her voice a little.
Immediately after she said that he moved away from her and just stood staring in disbelief
"W... What did you say?" he stuttered.
"I... I'm a virgin" she said again.


Brianna Lawrence is an orphan of twenty years old who struggled so hard to graduate from college.

She got employed in a small company after searching for a job tirelessly but her income seemed too low.

She became a stripper that dupes men and steals their money after drugging them.

During the day, she's just a sales manager but at night, she's a stripper.

Ryan Santiago is one of the wealthiest people in America. Apart from being a rich CEO and big-time flirt, he's also one of America's most ruthless mafia bosses.

He doesn't think twice before taking a person's life and he's so good at what he does. During the daytime, he's the wealthy CEO loved and envied by everyone.

At night, he's someone else entirely. A deadly mafia is feared by all, whether young or old.

He came across Brianna at a club and instantly felt like spending a night with her.

The tattoos on his body and his big scary bodyguards told Brianna that he was different from the other guys she had been with.

In a state of dilemma, she thinks about how to get out of the mess she had gotten herself into...

I am a duke's daughter. Three years ago, I married the captain of the knights' order amidst everyone's blessings, when he passionately promised to love only me for life. However, upon his return from three years of southern campaigns, he wants to take the Empire's first female knight commander as his wife.
They say this is true love, that even His Majesty the King has made an exception to approve it. They want me to be an understanding wife, to continue managing family affairs and caring for his mother—essentially treating me like a servant.
Ridiculous! I am a duke's daughter, my father's blood flows through my veins, and I never bow to oppression!
When I saw them making love in the glass conservatory where my father once planted tulips for me, when I heard my mother-in-law tell me to please other men for the family's benefit, when I faced the sword point of my husband's mistress, I finally understood—
I don't need this kind of marriage, this kind of future!
I want a divorce, I want to return to my family, I want to become a brave and skilled female knight! To restore my family's glory!

Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone—including her own mate—she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone.

Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved.

It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed—a problem he had been battling for years.

Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous—he was the kind of man you don't escape from.

Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes.

Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.

CJ was ready for an amazing 18th birthday. He was looking forward for his wolf awakening. What he didn’t expect was to get attracted to the new red headed girl. He didn’t know who she was, but he couldn’t stop thinking about her bright red hair and beautiful green eyes.

"I was cut off by her kissing me. She took me off guard with the kiss. Right when the shock wore off, she pulled away from me. I wanted more of her kisses. More of her touch. We were hypnotized by everything about her."

On the other side stood Lexy. New to the pack, but she was used to being the new girl. As her birthday approaches, she caught the attention of a very attractive jock. Once her birthday happened, everything changed for her. She found her mate, her body began through go to changes, her mom was taken, and someone was after her.

Who wanted her and why? Will she figure things out?

He carefully helps me take my shirt off. I shield myself with my arms.
"No, please let me look at you. I want to see your beautiful body." He states.
How could he say I was beautiful with scars all over my body? I have nothing but skin and bones. Tears flow from my eyes. He wipes them away and embraces me in a comforting hug.
"Let it all out," he says.
He starts washing my thighs, slowly moving up towards my vagina. Sensing my tension, he abruptly stops and proceeds to wash my hair before wrapping a towel around me.
"Can I kiss you?" he asks.
I shake my head, yes.
He kisses me deeply and intensely.


As the lowest slave in the wolf pack, Sarah had been accustomed to whips and chains since she was a child.
When she closed her eyes again and waited to be whipped,
unexpectedly, what she waited for was just a warm hug.
"I finally found you."
The alpha king saved her. She was not only the missing princess but also his fated mate.

“Not so fast, carrot head. The party just started,” Alex said. “You're like a little pest… why are we always drawn to you?” Austin asked.
“I sure am,” Alex smiled. Now I was sandwiched between them, my heart racing so fast I felt like I was going to pass out.
“Leave me alone!” I screamed and tried to run. But I was trapped. Before I realized it, Austin crashed his lips into mine. My mind almost exploded. I had never kissed anyone before.
I felt Alex, who was behind me, shove his hand beneath my chest, cupping my breast with his large hand while he moaned. I fought with all my might.
What was going on? Why were they doing this? Didn't they hate me?


Stormi, once a nobody-wants omega, found herself at the center of a tale spun by the moon goddess.Four notorious wolves known for their bad-boy antics and her bullies, were destined to be her mates.

On her wedding day, Hannah Sears is forced to hand over her wedding dress to her stepsister, Aspen, who is carrying the child of Hannah's lover, Jeffrey. Betrayed and heartbroken, Hannah must watch her beloved marry her stepsister.
The pain deepens when she is forced to marry someone previously intended for Aspen, all to pay off her family's debts.
Enter Alden Harrison, the son of a near-bankrupt billionaire. Known for his rough and cold demeanor, Alden is confined to a wheelchair after a tragic accident. Marrying Alden becomes an endless nightmare for Hannah.
But Alden makes Hannah an offer: "Follow my lead and I will take revenge on all those who have wronged you."
Will Hannah and Alden's union be a beneficial alliance? Can Hannah seek her revenge and find closure in this unexpected marriage?

I was born a girl — and immediately erased.

Raised as a boy.
Obedient to the last breath.

They had one final instruction:
transition, marry the woman they chose,
and disappear completely into the lie.

I refused.
So they killed me instead.

I died with a cursed pendant around my neck
and hatred in my heart.
That hatred broke the seal.
The gifts my bloodline had buried for generations —
I woke up with all of them.

To stay out of my parents' reach —
already hunting me down to finish what they started —
I stopped going home.
I moved into the school dormitory instead.
A boys' dormitory, specifically.

Four roommates.
I knew who they were.
I just didn't know them yet.

That changed.
So did other things.

The glances that linger a second too long.
The small, deliberate ways they find to stay close.

Monica, an introverted and beautiful high school student, discovers that she was adopted after her parents passed away in a car accident. Three years later, she meets her biological family, which includes her managing director brother, Gavin Moore. However, Monica finds it hard to accept her new family all at once. Moreover, she is surprised to learn that she has four brothers. Gavin tries to ease her discomfort by giving her a gift, but the school's principal keeps flattering the family, which causes Gavin to offer funds for the school's construction to stop the principal's insincere behavior. Monica accepts the gift and meets her brother's Rolls Royce, which overshadows even the daughter of a member of the school board of directors. Monica is left wondering what life with four brothers will be like.

Aurora Hayes believes she’s just an ordinary fifteen-year-old orphan in a sleepy North Carolina town. Shy, bookish, and bullied, she keeps her head down at Pine Ridge High—until Rowan Rivers arrives.

He’s mysterious, magnetic, and disturbingly interested in her. Then Zander Blake—her longtime tormentor and the school’s dangerous Alpha bad boy—starts acting like she belongs to him, too.

Both boys claim she’s their fated mate. But Aurora doesn’t feel anything. No pull. No spark. No wolf.

Because she doesn’t know she’s not human.

A powerful enchantment has suppressed her true nature since infancy, hiding her wolf, her lineage—and her title. Aurora is the lost daughter of the Alpha King and the last living heir to the throne of the werewolf realm.

And as her sixteenth birthday approaches, the spell begins to unravel. Her powers awaken. Her past returns. And the fate of the supernatural world begins to turn.

Now Aurora must navigate jealous rivals, deadly rogue wolves, and the two Alpha males vying for her heart. But the world isn’t ready for a Luna with royal blood—and some will kill to keep her from the crown.

Casey Roosevelt has spent her entire life being second best. Second to her beautiful adoptive sister. Second to everyone else's dreams. Second to the family that took her in but never truly wanted her. While other students spend their college years making memories, Casey spends hers trying to survive. Between tutoring struggling students, singing at a downtown club for extra cash, and fighting to keep a roof over her head, she barely has time to breathe.
Love is the last thing on her mind. Chris Lewis is everything she isn't. The star hockey captain. Campus royalty. Future NHL player. The boy every girl wants. And the one boy Casey refuses to chase.
When Chris discovers he's on the verge of failing out of college and losing the hockey career he's worked his entire life for, the last person he expects to save him is Casey Roosevelt.
The quiet girl everyone overlooks. The girl who is far more than she seems. What starts as tutoring turns into friendship.
Friendship turns into a fake dating arrangement neither of them wants. And somewhere between late-night study sessions, jealous exes, hockey games, secret dreams, and stolen moments, pretending becomes dangerously real.
Because for the first time in her life, Casey has someone choosing her. And for the first time in his life, Chris has found something worth risking everything for.
But when the truth about Casey's past begins to surface and the people who hurt her realize they're losing control, Chris and Casey will have to decide whether love is enough to survive the secrets that could destroy them both.
He was supposed to hire a tutor.
He never expected to lose his heart.

"Growing up, Blake Houston realized he had the power to destroy and to take lives. That was his destiny, his existence alone threatened the earth's existence and soon an apocalypse would emerge. One that would shake the earth and destroy mankind.

Ariana Garcia, a final year student of NYU has no idea what she has gotten herself into when she becomes attracted to her stunning professor. Unbeknownst to her that this man was Lucifer in human form! After her graduation, she's shocked to find out that her billionaire boss is none other than her professor! Coincidence?

Can she extinguish his raging desire to destroy the earth or will she end up meeting her own doom?!


'I want you Lucifer and I don't care if you are from the pit of hell. All I want is to feel your kisses on my body while you fill me up with your c*ck."

And just like that, he slammed her against the wall, eyes blazing into hers as he whispered in a desperately sexy voice, one that didn't mask his hidden desires, 'Be careful what you wish for Ari. I am a very feral man on bed!"

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WARNING: This story contains some erotic, murder and gory scenes not suitable for young readers."

The Last Floor Isn’t the End

Humanity had exactly one minute to prepare for the apocalypse.

At 2:13 AM, the world changed.

Cities vanished beneath colossal underground Floors ruled by a godlike System that transformed survival into a brutal game of levels, classes, monsters, and death.

Most people received powerful combat classes.

Riven Bourne received Archivist , a class so weak that surviving the first day should have been impossible.

But riven notices things others cannot.

Hidden flaws. Broken mechanics. Lies buried inside the System itself.

While stronger players chase levels and glory, riven survives through strategy, exploiting invisible rules to overcome enemies far beyond his strength. As humanity descends deeper into the Floors, he begins uncovering a terrifying truth:

The System was never designed to save humanity.

It was designed to test it.

Amid collapsing civilizations, deadly guild wars, and cosmic conspiracies, riven forms an uneasy bond with seraphine noct ,a mysterious girl feared for her death-based powers and haunted by the souls she can hear singing in the dark.

Their relationship begins as survival.

It becomes something far more dangerous.

As the Floors evolve from underground dungeons into entire worlds at war, riven must choose what kind of man he will become: a savior, a monster, or the first human capable of breaking the System completely.

Because the deeper humanity climbs…

…the clearer the truth becomes.

The last Floor isn’t the end.

"Accept my rejection, or I'll make your life
miserable!" The Bloodlust Pack's prospective Alpha
King declared his rejection of Luna, Gabriella, and an
Omega.
"But, Prince Javier, you're my mate!" Gabriella was
adamant.
"I don't mind!" "l am Alpha, and rejection will not
bother me!"
"Prince Javier, I will not accept your rejection!"
"In that case, brace yourself, because will not allow
you to be my Luna!"
Gabriella went through hell in the arms of his mate
as a result of her refusal to accept the rejection, until
a catastrophe struck her that she felt Prince Javier
had prepared.
What happens after Gabriella survives the tragedy?
What if another Alpha came to her aid?
And what would be Gabriella's fate if a Lycan King
declared her to be his Luna?

Oh, God, I am going to be sick, and I can't stand Jayson Woods!

"So, why are you staring over at him, Ashely? My inner voice inside my mind told me with a smug voice.

"I am not!
Oh, shut up! I spoke.
I looked over at him with two girls under his arms.
Oh, Look at him! Like he doesn't have a care in the world. He makes me sick.

Asshole!

He is such a man whore.
"Well, what do you expect with the kind of guys.
They are called man whore for a reason. So, envoy, my wolf, said inside my mind with a growl. She is not happy with what he's been doing with the other girls, not us.
Of course, he doesn't care. He doesn't care about our feelings. As long he gets some.
So, screw him and his sexy devilish melt your panties smile.
I don't need him.
But then again...
I am curious...
So, I wonder if he knew it was me, he was kissing and touching me last month at Emilia's birthday party where I was hiding away from the loud music and noise.
But instead, I ran into him.
And we ughhh, I scream inside my head.

We had sex!
We had sex!!
I kept repeat in my head.

We all have secrets. Especially me!

The thirty+ year-old Babida the lumberjack unexpectedly meets the beautiful eighteen-year-old Suzie in Ekule's forest located in the Batang empire in Africa, an imaginary land. There starts an epic adventure between the two lovebirds.

At first, the young maiden Suzie mistakes the woodsman for a stalker before later nurturing an admiration for him when she learns that he is a war-time hero, a brute force of nature who slayed the Monster of the forbidden mountain over a decade ago.

The villain was a ferocious bird ten meters tall for twenty thousand kilograms that attacked the empire and was on the verge of destroying everything, including the imperial palace.

At the time of the aggression, Suzie was still a three-year-old toddler.

A man of boundless courage decided to step in the beast's way to save the land and it was no one else but Babida the lumberjack.

This incredible tale filled with magic, romance, and mysteries immerses the reader and makes him long for even more.

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Natalie is the only daughter of the Morge pack’s alpha. She concealed her identity and married Norwan, the Alpha of the Northan Clan. After being misunderstood by Nowan, she decisively dissolved her mateship with Norwan and returned to her pack. Natalie promised herself that she would take revenge for what Drixie and Cora did to her.

The first time Aura shattered a sacred relic, she was six years old. Her coven never forgave her.

Spells fail in her presence. Magic bends. Candles die the moment she enters a room. For nineteen years, she has survived the fear of her own people by asking no questions — until the night vampires descend from the mountains of Sol Diminium and drag her into the heart of their kingdom.

Hidden within forbidden journals is the truth of her birth: Aura is not simply a witch. She is something the gods never intended to exist.

Now hunted by immortal factions who would rather see her dead than free, Aura finds herself entangled with Xarion Dravenor — the cold, dangerous vampire prince whose cursed body reacts to her in impossible ways. His hunger stills at her touch. His curse… pauses.

He needs her to find a cure for his dying kind. She needs him to reach the one relic that might keep her from burning alive from the inside out. Their alliance is a bargain written in blood and desperation.

But the road east runs through lycan territory, ancient sanctuaries, and a valley overrun by ravenous vampires with no humanity left. Every step draws them deeper into a conspiracy older than the war itself — and closer to a truth that could shatter the balance of the world.

When gods feud, monsters rise. And Aura may be the most terrifying one of all.

After three years of marriage, I caught my husband cheating.

At his victory banquet, separated only by a thin wall, I watched him with his mistress. As she swallowed his massive length, she mocked me for being "ordinary," "cold," and "boring."

When I was kidnapped and nearly defiled, I didn't receive comfort. Instead, my husband looked at me with undisguised loathing.

He wasn't worried about my trauma—he was afraid I had contracted an STD!

Done with the disappointment and pain, I finally made my decision.
I’m done with you!

But after the divorce, my ex-husband turned into a obsessed stalker. With bloodshot eyes and a choking voice, he demanded, "Do you even have a heart? Why can't you see how much I love you?"

Laughable.
Love?

I spat back, "Your love only makes me sick!"

As my ex-husband knelt in the dirt, begging for a way back, my new husband pulled me into his arms.

He is a man of supreme status and noble elegance. He looked down at my ex with eyes like frost.

"Coveting my wife? You’re not even worthy."

"Eric was my nemesis. The school bully had a laser focus on me as his target. As if high school wasn't hard enough.
Even worse, he was quite possibly the one person that seemed to know me best.
All I wanted was to avoid Eric but he had a knack for showing up whenever I wanted to avoid him most.
Then we made that bet...
I believed that the only girl dirt biker in the contest, Tomboy, would win this year. But Eric thought otherwise...And he was willing to bet me a week of slavery on it.
We'll see who is obeying who by week's end..."

**“She never thought she would fall for the man who stole her.

The elders were cruel, feared by all. Their leader’s daughter lived a quiet life, hidden from the world, carrying the pain of losing her mother.

But when a powerful alpha, burning with revenge, kidnaps her to hurt the elders, everything changes.

Trapped in his world, torn between fear and strange feelings she can’t explain, she starts to see the man behind the monster. And he begins to see more than just the elder’s daughter.

In a world ruled by hate and revenge, will love be their greatest battle?”**

For three years, I played the perfect, obedient girlfriend, only to hear Adam say I was just "bottled water" compared to his intoxicating ex. Fine. I packed my bags, dumped the scumbag, and returned to my true identity: the billionaire heiress of the Hart family.

I thought I was done with men, until my arranged marriage partner turned out to be Noah Stone—the cold, untouchable tycoon. In the dimly lit car, he gently swept the hair from my neck and whispered, "I'd trade everything I have now for her affection."

Now, Adam is begging on his knees, while Vivian tries to destroy me. But as Noah suddenly pulls me into a breathtaking, possessive kiss, I realize something dangerous... Why is this terrifyingly powerful billionaire so obsessed with me?

She buried her parents, shedding tears of blood as the only family she had left was gone. She was left alone in a brutal world but that wasn’t the scary fact. She was a cursed individual who has to live forever without dying.
The curse of immortality will force her to live and watch her beloved ones dying, while she remains powerless to stop it.
A woman who has a cold heart and is not moved by anything, will her heart be moved by the disciple she took in?
Will she be able to finally open her heart to someone and love like any other person?
Will she be able to break the curse plaguing her?

Never make a deal with a billionaire, especially one who is a vampire....
The deal is simple: if I spend a month with a mysterious billionaire, owner of the Fresh Blood Casino in Louisiana, he will forget my father's gambling debts. If it means saving our family's home and business, I'll do anything.
With his arrogance, strength, sensuality and dominance, Arthur Hollow is a mystery to me. But it doesn't matter how attractive he is. This is purely a business arrangement. Arthur can have any woman he wants and it makes no sense for him to be interested in a virgin like me. I'm certainly not going to fall in love with a guy who thinks he can possess me.
So I'm looking for a way to break free. When I discover that I'm the prey and that there are those who want my blood, Arthur claims he can protect me. But can I trust one of his kind?
When this started, I thought I would lose everything. Now I don't know if I'm going to make it out alive....

He was a genius. He read through an entire library in six months.

He thought he had it all — a good family, a bright future, and a life everyone believed would lead to greatness. He believed it too. Until everything was stripped away from him.

His entire family was killed in a single day, yet powerful figures quickly ruled it a suicide. The public slandered their name, and he was left alone to bear the weight of the shame.

And then came the bullying. The whispers, and the cruel stares. Until he could not take it anymore.
So, he disappeared without a trace.

Ten years later, he is back. No longer the brilliant, innocent boy they once knew, but a man sharpened by pain, silence, and vengeance.

And he will do anything tho destroy everyone who ruined him.

I tracked her for gold. I kept her for survival. I bowed to her for love.

Kaelen is the Hound of the Northern Wilds, a cynical Viking bounty hunter who cares only for the weight of silver or gold in his pouch. When a wealthy southern lord offers a fortune for the capture of a runaway witch hidden in the sacred woods, Kaelen expects an easy hunt. What he finds is Princess Aurelia, the secret, last-surviving witch of a purged royal bloodline.

Bound in shackles and forced on a grueling journey across land and sea, Aurelia should be an easy prize to deliver. But the closer they got to the southern border, the more the world twists around them. Fires dance to her command, wild predators bow to her will, and Kaelen is haunted by prophetic dreams that chip away at his cold, mercenary armor.

Terrified that the dangerous, ethereal princess has cast a literal love spell over his mind, Kaelen fights the suffocating pull between them. But when a brutal betrayal forces him to choose between a mountain of gold or saving Aurelia from the burning pyre, the hunter must make a choice, deliver his prize to a tyrant, or unleash the berserker within to protect the woman who stole his soul.

This is a dark, high stakes Viking fantasy romance featuring a gruff, fiercely protective hero, a powerful secret witch princess, a forced proximity journey, and a slow burn, enemies-to-lovers romance where a captor trades his mercenary life for a crown.

The Dragon King slammed her against the door, one hand gripping her jaw, tilting her face up to his burning red eyes.

“You walked into my castle, little spy. Lying and hiding, pretending to be one of my slaves while seducing me with your body.”

He growled low against her throat, soa close she could feel the heat radiating off his skin.

His dark magic curled around her wrists, binding her in his chains, spreading her legs apart for him while she whimpered in fear. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out exactly what you are?”

For a thousand years, Heartkind and The Nexium have been locked in a war over the fate of humanity.

The Heartwalkers spread peace and light, finding soulmates for the humans and giving them life’s greatest gift of love, while the Nexium spread hatred and despair, dragging the human world toward destruction.

Cupid is the greatest Heartwalker alive, but when time comes to reward her efforts, she is banished instead.

Her magic is failing, everything she has built begins to collapse, and in a final desperate moment, she is given one last chance to save herself and all of Heartkind.

In thirty days, Cupid must hide herself within Nexium territory and do the impossible. Find him the Dark King a soulmate.

If her plan works, he will surrender his heart to his one true love and the age of fear and hatred will end forever.

Soon the line between enemy and lover begins to blur, and with time running out, a war on the horizon and the whole world hanging in the balance, will she complete the mission and walk away?

Or will she lose everything she came to save, including herself, to the enemy she was never supposed to love?

The world almost ended for her when she was eight years old. Laura, a powerful werewolf with witch-like abilities, witnessed her kingdom shattering. She was forced to flee from her world concealing her true identity.

But when she fell in love with a human, it seemed the new world had other plans for her. She was once again drawn into a complex plot designed to destroy her life. Yet… she went behind her responsibilities, breaking her heart and locking her love. Nevertheless… Her unending love heeded her.

Grey Flexis tried to hide his glitches from the rest of the world, but he realised he couldn't hide from his love. Desperate to win his love he takes unexpected paths that shocked him. Nevertheless… Laura encountered a stumbling block as a result of his unending love.

Let us walk together to their Destiny to unravel the mysteries in their lives.

A love that goes beyond the barriers of time and space.
A woman who carries in her blood the power to beget a new generation of wolves.
A man embittered by life who will do anything to have the woman he lost in another life.
A villain who will not measure scruples so that this love will not have a happy ending.
A society long forgotten

Helena always dreamed of becoming a teacher; she was the pride of her whole family, the first in her family to go to college.

Ever since she was a little girl, she has dreams of a mysterious man and two giant wolves who fight a mortal battle for her.

On her first day of school, she meets Argo, the man who appears in her dreams. A doctor in Greek culture, he was lost in the corridors of the university, just as Helena was lost in his arms, something tells her to stay far away.

Argo is a Shifter wolf, eldest son of the mighty Nicolas Licáon, the alpha of the oldest Greek pack, and is completely mesmerized, she was his predestined mate.

In the past, they were separated in a tragic way, and fate has given them a new chance for a happy ending... Could it be?