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Aria Bennett has one goal,get through high school, keep her head down, and secure a future she can actually afford.

It’s been working so far… until she’s offered a paid tutoring job with a scholarship attached.

She says yes without hesitation.

Then she finds out who she’s tutoring.

Dominic Hayes.

Star quarterback. Top of the social ladder.
And the same person who’s made her life miserable for years.

Dominic doesn’t want her help, and he doesn’t pretend otherwise. He skips sessions, makes sarcastic comments, and does everything he can to get under her skin.

Aria, however, needs the money too badly to quit.

So she stays.

What starts as forced tutoring turns into constant arguments, quiet tension, and moments neither of them quite understands.

Because the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to hold onto the past version of each other, and somewhere along the line, hate stops feeling so simple.

Blurb

Reyhan Azhari, a young CEO known for his perfectionism and cold demeanor, hires a new personal secretary: Nadira Salma — intelligent, rigid, and just as much a perfectionist as he is. At first, they clash due to their equally strong personalities, but over time, admiration and emotional dependence begin to grow between them. Yet Reyhan harbors a secret: Nadira reminds him of a little girl with glasses he once met at an orphanage — a girl who left a deep impression on him.

As Reyhan starts to soften and show his vulnerable side, Nadira becomes confused by their growing closeness. Who is this girl from the past? And can Reyhan break through the emotional walls Nadira has built?

A rogue is captured when her adoptive parents invade the Night Shade’s pack’s territory. Now, Raelynn is not only a rogue, but also a slave of the cruel and cold hearted Alpha Erik Henderson.
Day by day, she will be more attracted to him: his looks, his scent and his pain will make her want to be his balm after such a rough life.
Will Raelynn, with her good temper and kind heart, be able to break into Erik’s walls? Will he accept her, despite her low rank, and take her as his Luna? And what if she is not who she seems to be? Can they be together?

When innocent and quiet Elena Romano is forced to take her rebellious sister’s place in an arranged marriage to Lorenzo DeLuca, the ruthless heir of the DeLuca crime family, she steps into a world she never imagined.
Her sister, Isabella, was supposed to be the bride, meant to seal a truce between two powerful mafia families. But when Isabella runs away the night before the wedding, their desperate father threatens Elena to take her place or suffer the consequences.
Lorenzo, expecting a fiery and cunning bride, is shocked to find Elena—a soft-spoken but sharp-witted woman who wants nothing to do with the mafia world. He is cold, calculating, and sees her as just another pawn in the power game. But as the days pass, he realizes there’s more to her than meets the eye.

Vivian’s life hasn’t been easy. After marrying Alpha Liam and then remarrying his best friend Daniel, she faced many struggles. She divorced Liam after just a year of marriage because of her cousin Monalisa’s schemes. What no one knew was that Vivian was already pregnant with Liam’s fraternal twins at the time of the divorce.

Five years later, Vivian came back to get what she lost and make sure her twins got what they deserved. Now, with powerful magical abilities and the skill to cast spells, she’s ready to fight. But Monalisa, who had always wanted to break up Vivian and Liam, is consumed by jealousy. She has set up a dangerous plan to kill Vivian.

Will Vivian survive Monalisa’s plot, or will she be a victim of Monalisa’s schemes, never learning the full truth behind the betrayal that hurt her before?

He can't love, he shouldn't love because he's a dangerous man. But this girl has got some type of hold on him.

Regina George is taken away as recompense for her father's betrayal of Gray Lane, a wealthy CEO but a dangerous Mafia boss. He decides to be lenient and keep her alive. But this isn't easy, as he finds himself drawn to her. He's further moved when he discovers she's never been really cared for, ever since her father's remarriage. Regina is terrified of his attitude towards her but finds herself falling in love with him. Her tender heart finds the human in him and she decides to stay, hoping that he will change.

Their mercy on each other turns into a dangerous love affair. But somehow, he manages to protect her with his life and someday, their love prevails over all oppositions.

Five years ago, Amelia Hart’s life fell apart in a single night. After discovering her fiancé’s betrayal, heartbreak drove her into the arms of a stranger, a man whose name she never even learned. It was supposed to be one reckless mistake… one night she would forget.
But that night left her with something she could never erase. Her daughter.
Now a single mother raising her brilliant five years old daughter, Lena is determined to keep love out of her life. Everything is under control, until she lands a job at the powerful Morgan Industries, she comes face-to-face with the company’s cold and ruthless CEO… Adrian Morgan. The same man from that night
When Adrian begins to suspect that Lena’s brilliant five-year-old daughter might be his, the past neither of them expected comes crashing back. To silence rumors and protect their reputations, they strike a risky deal: a fake relationship that keeps the truth buried.
But pretending becomes dangerously complicated. Because the closer they get, the harder it becomes to ignore the chemistry that still burns between them.
But the greatest risk of all may be falling for the one man she swore she’d never trust again. Because this time, her heart isn’t the only thing at stake.

Art historian Vivian Indila has spent her life chasing knowledge and caring for her sick younger sister—but when she’s chosen to be one of the organizers of a prestigious Victorian masquerade ball held on Valentine’s Day, she knows this is the opportunity of a lifetime.
At the mansion where the first ball was held, Vivian is drawn by an antique mirror, and a simple touch changes her life forever.
The mirror transforms into a magical portal, sending her back to 1885, the year of the first masquerade ball. Suddenly, she finds herself in a world she only studied in history books.
But then she meets Lord Adrian Northbrook, the mansion’s original owner. He’s handsome, enigmatic, and nothing like the man history recorded.
Because Adrian is not only a Duke but a powerful Alpha, and he instantly recognizes her as his fated mate, the one a prophecy promised would complete him.
Now Vivian must navigate Victorian society while searching for a way back to her own time. Yet the bond between her and Adrian grows stronger every day, and he is determined to make her stay.
Torn between the life she knows and a destiny she cannot escape, Vivian must decide whether to follow her heart or risk losing everything.

Five years ago, a single night ruined everything.

Amelia Hart agreed to a marriage contract she never wanted, forced to become the secret wife of cold, ruthless billionaire CEO Adrian Knight. The marriage was meant to protect her family, nothing more. No one was allowed to know her name, her face, or her connection to him. She was hidden, silenced, and eventually sent away with a signed divorce she never asked for.

Adrian thought he had buried that part of his life. He built his empire bigger, harder, and colder, convincing himself that the woman he married meant nothing.

Until she returns.

This time not as his contract bride, but as the brilliant new strategist hired into his company—walking into his boardroom with confidence, beauty, and a calm strength that shakes him to the core. Adrian recognizes her instantly. Amelia pretends she does not know him at all.

But secrets don’t stay buried forever.

Rumors spread. Old emotions rise. And Adrian discovers the truth he never expected: the night he sent her away, she didn’t leave alone.

She left pregnant.

Now Amelia will protect her child at any cost. Adrian will fight for the family he never knew he had. And both of them must face the bond they tried so hard to destroy.

Liya Andrew lies in a dilemma where she has to get married to an arrogant billionaire to save her family business from bankrupt or run away with her fiance and get married to him.
But with her family in distress, she has to
sacrifice herself to save her family business from crashing.

Liya's parents signed their daughter off to Jude Sebastian, a well-known billionaire who has a clean good image not knowing they were selling their daughter off to a monster.

Liya's new home became hell for her, she was used for their selfish interest.

Tired of being used and maltreated, Liya started digging into her new family shocked to discover a lot of dirty secrets the Sebastian family was hiding.

The Sebastians decided to get rid of Liya for knowing too much, will their plan work?

Lots of dramas and battles as Liya kept her feet against the most powerful conglomerate family.

Will this small woman win against them?

Liya found out the Sebastians were involved in her family business crash, now she lost the love of her life to a monster.

Liya wants revenge but she got pregnant for Jude.

Will she let go for the sake of her unborn child? Or will she carry on with her revenge?

Let's found out!

“You think you know me, little rabbit? You don’t even know the half of it.”
Emma Harper wanted a normal college life — late nights studying, new friends, and freedom from her past. Instead, she caught the attention of Kai Draven.
The dangerously magnetic transfer student pulled her into stolen kisses and explosive, high-heat nights that left her addicted. Possessive. Intense. Always watching. He made her feel everything… while working overtime to keep her far away from his real world.
Because Kai is the heir to a ruthless mafia empire, living a carefully constructed double life on campus. He’ll do anything to protect her innocence — even if it means hiding the truth and fighting his own obsession.
Until the night the mask slips.
When Emma discovers who he really is, their scorching passion turns into chaos. The man she’s falling for is the very danger he tried to shield her from, and now his deadly world is closing in.

Warning : 21+

Eli was raised by her abusive family who treated her like a slave, instead of a child who deserved love.

Provoked by the constant physical and mental torture she received, Eli attacked her father and almost killing him.

Realizing that she had made a fatal mistake, Eli, who was trying to escape from her house which she considered hell, was hit by a car carrying James Huntington, a young doctor who was the last heir to 'The Huntington' business empire.

As a form of responsibility, James paid all of Eli's medical costs until she recovered. However, Eli, who experienced severe trauma and was unable to communicate properly, forced James to take her back to his mansion.

James' kindness and gentleness were the trigger that for the first time made Eli feel truly loved. But that actually became the beginning of Eli's crazy obsession.

Your ex, the one who took everything from you, announces at the ball that you're going to marry him... and tries to force you to agree. 😤 You shut him down hard. But then he sees the kiss mark on your neck and demands to know who did it. His rival, the famous playboy, the world’s richest billionaire pulls you close and says... 'Me.'

I'm now walking towards the deepest part of the forest, my heart beating so fast, the place so silent and spooky.
"Are you sure about this Isabella?" Yvonne asked, her voice trembling in fear.
"I'm sure myself, but I just want to be far away from those bullies in school" I said with sigh.
I sighted a cave, it was calling out to me, I want to run away, but the cafe intrigued me in a way I can't understand.
I found myself walking further, then I turned around, but to my surprise Yvonne was no longer there.
But yet, I was curious, so I continued walking further in.
My heartbeat accelerated, when my eyes landed on a very scary creature lurking in the darkness, but it said word that lingers into the debts of my memory.
'mate'
Meet the intriguing story of Isabella, she was known to be very skinny and ugly, no one wanted to be her friend in school,then there was a faithful day she was bullied that was the day everything about her life changed.
The very day she decided to explore the forest, not knowing that was a beginning of something mysterious and delirious.

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.

In Aurora Academy, strength reigns supreme.
I am Athena, a born peak Alpha. I once trusted love and loyalty, only to be betrayed by my fiancé, my best friend, and the weak Omega I sheltered.
They plotted my downfall, stole my glory, and left me to die in the abyss.
Blood tempered my wolf soul. I return colder, sharper, and unchained.
No more tenderness. No more mercy.
I will reclaim what is mine. An Alpha rises alone to the throne.

Bryan and I had been together for a year.

He was gentle, thoughtful. I had no reason not to trust him.

Until the night the typhoon hit.

He called. He said he, his mother, and his brother's family were outside my door, soaking wet. They just needed somewhere to stay for the night.

I walked to the door.

My hand reached for the doorknob.

That's when I saw her in the hallway mirror.

My future self.

Covered in blood. Clothes shredded.

She was screaming at me. "Don't open the door! They'll kill you!"

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...

She died a victim. She woke up a predator.
Victoria Blake once had it all: a thriving career, a perfect marriage, and a best friend she trusted with her life. Until an unknown message shattered all her illusions.
She watched her husband and her best friend make love in Room 509. Their lewd moans echoed through the entire hallway, but her husband only responded by slapping her across the face.
That night, her husband and best friend decided that her cancer diagnosis would be the perfect cover for murder.
But she didn't stay dead.
Reborn five years in the past with her memories intact and something far more dangerous—the instincts of a hunter—Victoria refuses to be a victim this time. Armed only with her predatory senses and painful knowledge of the future, she begins a meticulous game, collecting evidence, building an army of talented women, and dismantling the lives of everyone who wronged her.
But when Marcus Reid, the mysterious VP who has been protecting her from the shadows, reveals himself as her wolf pack mate, everything changes. Together, they're unstoppable. Apart, she's still lethal.
Some women rise. She hunts. Nothing will stand in her way.
This paranormal revenge romance is about second chances, corporate warfare, and learning to trust again—even when trust has cost you everything.

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 used to be so sick of the mafia's endless bloodshed. So, when I met Cassian, I hid my real name and willingly played the role of his sweet, obedient girl.
But three years of devotion only bought me a gut-wrenching betrayal.
When I was eight months pregnant, he tossed me into the dungeon like trash, all so he could marry a mafia heiress. To ensure his new fiancé’s child inherited the empire, he ordered his men to inject me with labor-delaying drugs.
They suffocated my baby inside me.

"You're just an orphan, only fit to be a mistress," he mocked, looking down at me. That single sneer shattered my last shred of hope for a normal life.
Lying in a pool of my own blood, I stopped fighting and let out a cold laugh.
Cassian, you stepped on my baby's life to climb to the power you crave. I hope to God you don't regret this. Because the woman you just pushed back into the abyss will become your worst, unreachable nightmare.

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.

Emily Hart just landed the dream job: personal secretary to the sinfully rich, dangerously fine CEO of Steele Empire.
Naturally, she celebrated the only way she knew how—club lights, thumping beats, a killer dress, and shots flowing until reality blurred and pleasure took the wheel.
Then he happened. Dominic Steele. Billionaire boss. Ruthless in the boardroom. Untamed in the bedroom.
He saw her—hips swaying, lips smirking, black dress clinging like a second skin—and didn't ask for a name. He just took. One night. One filthy, breathless, back-arching night. No promises. No names. Just raw heat and moans that echoed past midnight.
Monday morning changed everything. The man who had made her beg without words now stood behind a glass desk in a tailored suit. She was his new secretary, unable to meet his gaze without remembering how he'd made her scream.
She thought he was cocky as hell. He thought she was the sweetest kind of chaos.
Then came the unexpected. A missed period. Suddenly, it was no longer just business. It was Daddy, please...

"She is betrayed, left broken and then reborn."
Kaelis Veylaris thought she had everything. Well, until the night her husband pushed her from a tower.
She is the only daughter to the Alpha of the Ashfang Pack and destined to be the first female Alpha in years. When her rule is objected to, she agrees to get married to Valrik Dreadmoor, a warrior in her pack. She helped him rise, helped him soar, and what she got in return was a cheating man because she was unable to conceive. Then he chose to toss her over the window when she confronts him.
She awakens in the territory of the enemy with no memory, chained and imprisoned. There she discovers that she's not just any wolf. She is a hybrid, burning with the fire of veganance and possessed by two spirits.
Now she is caught between two men: Orin, the fierce biker who saved her, and Draven, the powerful rival who once tormented her. Both want her heart. Both could destroy her. Kaelis is confused on which choice to make just as an ancient prophecy rises.
The seer tells her that her heart can not serve two masters. One will fall. And if she fails to choose, all of them will fall with her. In a world where power is survival and love is a battlefield, the first female alpha must make a decision. Will she reclaim her throne? Or will the fractured spirits within her tear everything -and everyone- apart?

Matilda Fairfax
I had always believed the rule that powerful she-wolves could only serve as academy teachers was unfair, but I had no choice except to obey.
At thirty-one, I had never found my mate. Then, on the night of my students' graduation, fate played its cruelest joke. My mate turned out to be one of my own students.
A forbidden relationship could never be allowed, especially when he was a royal. Yet he pursued me relentlessly, cherished me, and promised to make me his queen.
On the day of his coronation, he shattered every promise. He rejected me before everyone and chose another she-wolf of lower rank.
As if that humiliation wasn't enough, I became the daughter of a traitor overnight, condemned to suffer for my father's sins.
Then came the king's order:
"Travel to the far north and marry the dark Lycan King. Fulfill your duty, and your family's freedom will be yours."
With no other choice, I journeyed north and stood before the feared Lycan King's pack, expecting nothing but despair.
Priel Roake
For generations, werewolves had been the sworn enemies of Lycans. Every she-wolf sent to my kingdom as a peace offering eventually took her own life, so when another arrived, everyone believed her fate would be no different.
But when I returned to the palace, she had not only survived, she had claimed her crown and begun setting my kingdom right in ways no one else ever had.
Even then, I wanted nothing to do with her. She despised everything about me and wished me dead.
Unfortunately, my wolf had other plans.
He wanted her. He wanted her wolf.
Before I realized it, I found myself craving every part of the woman who hated me.
The cruelest part was that I had very little time left because of the curse I carried.
Yet all I wanted was to spend whatever days remained making her smile... even if she could never love me back.

To help my girlfriend climb the ranks, I handed over my life's research and propelled her into the inner circle of power.

Her repayment? To secure her status, she threw my thirteen-year-old sister outside the city gates to feed the zombies.

When I uncovered the truth, she showed zero remorse. Instead, she knocked me out herself, tossing me into a metal transport truck to serve as zombie rations.

She thought dead men tell no tales.

What she didn’t know was that the moment the zombies bit me, I swallowed my newly developed serum.

When I opened my eyes again, I hadn't lost my mind. Instead, I had become the Zombie King, commanding an endless horde of the infected!

Half a year later, Eden City’s energy is depleted, and the city is besieged by a massive army.

Dressed to the nines, my girlfriend steps out of the city to beg and negotiate with the rumored "Zombie Boss of the Wasteland."

Sitting across the negotiation table, looking at her hypocritical face, I slowly take off my gas mask...

My wife and my best friend had an affair for sixteen years, and I raised their illegitimate child for sixteen years.
It wasn't until Brody suddenly became rich that they dropped their pretense and kicked me out like trash.
Ironically, a month later, extreme cold struck, and Brody's vast fortune became worthless, leaving the three of them huddled in their apartment waiting to die.
I took them in because I felt sorry for them.
When the food ran out, they tied me to the basement, cut off pieces of my flesh, and roasted and ate them.
Reborn, in this life, I will make them kneel and beg for death.

I was forced by my father to fulfill an arranged engagement with an Alpha I'd never met face-to-face. Pushing open the jewelry store door, I found my fiancé Kane spoiling his childhood sweetheart Briar, who was trying to snatch my mother’s ring. "Security! Get this stray out of here!" Briar screamed, pointing at me. When I revealed my identity, Kane sneered coldly: "What bullshit pact? I would never marry a woman like you." Briar snatched the ring and threw water at my face: "Kneel down and beg me to give it back!" When I fought back, Kane exploded in rage: "How dare you touch my woman? Hold her down!" Four warriors pinned me down as Briar laughed cruelly: "Let everyone see this delusional bitch who doesn't know her place!" They stepped on my hand while Kane watched coldly, even urging her on: "Hurry up, let her learn her lesson." Just as she was about to chop off my finger with a knife, the door suddenly burst open—"Do you have any idea whose daughter you're humiliating?"

I am the worst "loser" in London's underground boxing ring, getting beaten bloody in every fight.
Nobody knows that I was once a top agent who struck fear into the hearts of the entire CIA—"Death" Marcus Kane.
Seven years ago, I was falsely accused of treason and forced to live in anonymity, making a living by throwing fights.
I just want to see my daughter live one more day, even if it means being humiliated like a dog in the boxing ring.
Until that day, I watched with my own eyes as my enemy poured my daughter's life-saving medicine on the ground and forced my wife to marry someone else.
I picked up that satellite phone that had been gathering dust for seven years...

In my previous life, my assistant—whom I treated like a little sister—personally handed me a cup of poisoned honey lemon water that destroyed my career.

The man I loved with all my heart ran off with every penny I had.

I died like a stray dog on the streets, with no one to claim my body.

Meanwhile, those two backstabbers took my money, sang my songs, and basked in the spotlight while thousands of fans cheered them on.

I died with so much resentment in my heart.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at that exact moment—when my assistant was handing me that poisoned honey lemon water.

This time, I was determined to make them pay the price!

Emma Anderson has everything in her life worked out. She has her perfect job in a Manhattan empire allowing her to live a quiet and organised safe existence. A necessity to her, after a childhood filled with bad memories, abuse, and a mother who was less than useless. But, with it comes a problem, one that could derail everything she thought she needed in her life. Her promotion sends her straight into the close employment of young, gorgeous, playboy billionaire, Jacob Carrero with his formidable reputation for being a player. Stuck as his right-hand man, every waking moment of every single day, she realises he is exactly the type of person who could drive her crazy, and not in a good way. Like chalk and cheese, he is everything she’s not. Compulsive, confident, laid back, dominant and fun, with a seriously laid back attitude to casual sex and dating. Jake is the only one with an ability to steamroll over her manicured ice maiden exterior, who is not phased by the closed in demeanour and cool manners, but as much as she wants to, letting him in is another thing entirely. A past that made her man wary and no desire to ever let one close enough to hurt her again, Jacob Carrero has his work cut out. He is not someone who takes NO for an answer and will have to learn how to break through if he wants more than the mask she shows the world. Jake needs to show her that even some one like him can change when that one girl that matters breaks through. Love-able sexy characters and deep emotional topics. Contains some mature, adult content and language.

“Whom does this female belong to? She possesses no seat here. This is not a place for females.”
An older male wolf's authoritative and influential voice blares throughout the room, the high walls carrying the sound of his condemnation of my presence.

“I think you are mistaken for IT IS the place for me. I am an Alpha.” A flash of teeth from my side as my warrior spirit soars, a slow wild lick of my lower lip to taunt him eyes glaring at the ill-bred male whilst I continue to confidently saunter to my rightful seat on the table.

Whispers and murmurs travel through the room gossips spreading like wildfire as they inspect my flesh head to toe. Their suits are neat, in many instances fine, and wherever I encountered the eye of one it is only to recognize in it a degrading and unwelcoming stare. They find me unworthy.

There is a deep familiarity with these kinds of unhesitant stares for this is my normality of life. To be met with hate, disgust, and humiliation of the soul I possess. It is not because they do not know me. They do know. They know of the battles I had won for my pack. And they certainly feel the strength I possess.

Perhaps they merely pretend to be blind and deaf, to remain oblivious to my surging vigour. Or perhaps, they failed to anticipate that I would be the first female Alpha to stand in this hall; the only wolf not in a suit; the only female who can sit at the same table with males.

⚠️MATURE READERS ONLY⚠️ DARK ROMANCE ⚠️

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!

"I won't kiss you." His voice was cold.
Right, it's just a business deal...
But his touches were warm and...tempting
"A virgin?" he suddenly stared at me...


Emma Wells, a college girl who's about to graduate. She was abused and tortured by her stepmother Jane and stepsister Anna. The only hope in her life was her prince-like boyfriend Matthew David, who promised to make her the happiest woman around the world.
However, her world was completely crashed down when her stepmother took $50000 as the betrothal gift from an old man and agreed to marry her off. Even worse, she found her dear boyfriend cheated with her roommate Vivian Stone.
Walking on the street under the pouring rain, she was desperate and hopeless...
Clenching her fists, she decided. If she was doomed to be sold out, then she'll be her own seller.
Rushed into the street and stopping in front of a luxurious car, she just wondered how much her virginity would worth...

“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”

"On the bed!" He commanded gruffly, leaving no room for questions. Everything was quiet and I heard my heart pounding. It was difficult to even breathe.
He suddenly moved, reaching for me. I felt his fingers brush over my shoulder, the silky robe slowly slipping off of me. My heart filled with dread as I thought about how I looked in his eyes right now. My body trembled, my eyes shut and it felt like my face was on fire.
"Please..." I begged in a broken and shaky voice. “I don’t want to be your breeder.”


Talon the Black is as his name suggests. Dominant. Heartless. Ruthless. King of the Lycans, Talon is madly in love with his mate, Willow, but things start to fall apart when she cannot bear him a child. Driven to desperation, Willow begs him to breed a filthy human and while Talon is reluctant to, he does as his beloved wants.
Abused and maltreated by her parents, Avalyn has been sold by her father to the Lycans. Her life is even made worse when she realizes that she is to be the Lycan King’s breeder. She is to sleep with him and carry his child even though he is already married.
It is a cold business exchange, her curvy body in exchange for an heir, nothing more. But what happens once this ruthless King starts to fall in love with her? Can they hide their forbidden love from Willow or would there be hell to pay once she finds out?

“Before we get on with our business, there’s a bit of a paperwork you’d need to sign,” Damon said suddenly. He took out a piece of paper and pushed it towards Violet.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“A written agreement for the price of our sale,” Damon replied. He said it so calmly and so nonchalantly, like he wasn’t buying a girl’s virginity for one million dollars.

Violet swallowed hard and her eyes began to glaze over the words on that paper. The agreement was pretty self-explanatory. It basically stated that she’d agree to this sale of her virginity for the aforementioned price and that their signatures would seal the deal. Damon already signed his part and hers was left blank.

Violet looked up to see Damon handing her a pen. She came into this room with the thought of backing out, but after reading the document, Violet had another change of heart. It was one million dollars. This was more money than she could ever see in her lifetime. One night compared to that would be minuscule. One could even argue that it was a bargain. So before she could change her mind again, Violet took the pen from Damon’s hand and signed her name on the dotted line. Right as the clock struck midnight that day, Violet Rose Carvey had just signed a deal with Damon Van Zandt, the devil in the flesh.