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When Atlas Sinclair, the rebellious heir to a billion-dollar empire, is forced into a corporate marriage to secure his family's business, he expects a meek, easy-to-control partner. Instead, he gets Kieran Laurent—his father’s biggest business rival’s son, a self-made billionaire with a reputation as a ruthless dealmaker.

Their arranged engagement is purely strategic—meant to unite two of the most powerful business dynasties. But behind closed doors, their battle for dominance begins. Atlas refuses to be controlled, and Kieran has no intention of playing the obedient fiancé. Sparks fly, tempers clash, and their boardroom battles turn into dangerously intimate encounters.

As the wedding date looms, their rivalry transforms into a high-stakes game of power and seduction. But when betrayals from their past threaten everything, will they fight for their business empires—or for each other?

Luca Vandenberg has everything: the captain's C on his chest, millions in endorsements, and a closet so airtight he can't breathe. When a rival team frames him in a sex scandal, his career hinges on one desperate gamble a fake best friend. Someone to hold in public. Someone to gaze at softly. Someone the world will believe he's loved for years.

Enter Cassian Morais. Photographer. Struggling artist. The man Luca almost kissed in a university darkroom seven years ago before walking away forever. Now Cassian's mother needs surgery he can't afford, and Luca's contract is his only way out.

The rules are simple. Stand close. Share soft looks. Let the cameras wonder. Never admit a thing.

But the first time Cassian's fingers brush Luca's bare neck, Luca's ears burn red. The first time Luca's hand finds Cassian's lower back, Cassian forgets there are cameras in the room. The performance was supposed to be for the public. Neither expected it to follow them home into dark rooms, into restless nights, into the space between two beds separated by one thin wall.

They keep telling themselves it's pretend. But pretend doesn't leave you shaking. Pretend doesn't keep you awake at 3 AM, hand pressed to the wall separating your bedrooms, knowing he's on the other side doing the same.

The contract gives them six months. The hunger might give them less.

When every wall is broken and every secret is spoken, will the truth still be worth the cost?

"I, Alpha Amon, reject you as my mate."
​With those cold words, Alpha Amon shattered Seraph’s world. Accused of a crime she didn't commit and framed by the woman trying to steal her place, Seraph was given a choice: execution or banishment.
​Broken, humiliated, and secretly carrying the Alpha’s heir, Seraph chose to run. She disappeared into the raging Black River, leaving Amon to believe she was dead.
​Five years later, Seraph has built a quiet life in the human world under a false name, hiding her son, Leo, from the wolf world that rejected them. But fate is cruel. When Amon walks into the hotel where she works, the mate bond reignites instantly.
​He thinks she is a ghost. He thinks she is a traitor. But then he sees the little boy with his eyes and his temper standing behind her legs.
​Now, Amon doesn't just want answers. He wants his son. And he will burn the world down to get him.
​Can Seraph protect her child from the man who broke her heart? Or will the secret she kept be the very thing that destroys them both?

Elsa is a stunningly beautiful and gentle young woman, often perceived as a soft and somewhat timid soul. On the other hand, Nicholas is like a regal and aloof prince, exuding an air of cold detachment while possessing unimaginable wealth and intelligence. Elsa believed that Cinderella stories only existed in fairy tales and that someone like Nicholas would never cross paths with her. However, a twist of fate binds them as secret lovers. Elsa is convinced that Nicholas only sees her as a means to satisfy his physical desires, and this belief compels her to consider escaping his grasp. But everything changes when she finds herself in grave danger. Nicholas’s despair and panic in the face of her peril reveal a side of him she never imagined—a fiercely protective and profoundly loving man. Only then does Elsa realize this domineering, icy prince has been in love with her all along…

Mackenzie Foster's life couldn't get any more boring, and sad, and depressing. And although she wished for a life of thrill she didn't think it'd come through.

Poor Ms Foster witnessed a mafia execution she was never meant to see. Instead of a bullet to shut her up, she was given a choice by the culprit, whom unfortunately, she recognized as the psychopath of the Kuznetsov family. Nikolai Kuznetsov, the most feared underboss in Chicago to either die or sign her life over to him.

Now she's his newest possession, his “personal assistant”, and the one woman whose boring way of life fascinates him.

“I love you, Mr. Heathcliff, I'm your biggest fan. Will you just push me away like that?” Rochelle's teary voice echoed in the study room.

“I told you from the start…..if you want to love me, then, you must be ready to die for me,” Mr. Heathcliff whispered, his breath lingering on her neck.

Rochelle Wilder is terminally ill.
With death approaching, she has only one wish—to fall in love and experience intimacy before her time runs out.

A single mistake leads her into the world of Alpha Heathcliff, a man as dangerous as he is mesmerizing. From the beginning, he warns her: he does not love, and he never will. That only makes him perfect for her. With Heathcliff, Rochelle believes she can have protection, desire, and a quiet end.

What she doesn’t know is that Heathcliff is at war with fate itself. Haunted by his mother’s death, he intends to punish the Moon Goddess for her cruelty, until she reveals Rochelle as his destined mate.

To defy the heavens, Heathcliff must reject her. Break her. Destroy the bond before it destroys him.

But Rochelle is nothing as he expected: too fragile, too brave, and far too easy to love.

As danger closes in and secrets claw their way to the surface, Rochelle must decide how much of herself she’s willing to give for a man who may be her greatest comfort… or her final undoing.

Because loving an Alpha was never meant to be safe.

'YOU DESERVE BETTER"

Lily Wilson was the beloved daughter of the Wilson family until her adopted sister Rose and her fiancé David Clarke conspired to destroy her. They drugged her, staged compromising photos, and had her thrown out in disgrace. Her family believed Rose over her.

Three years later, Lily returns—now a successful jewellery designer with a powerful, mysterious husband backing her.

Time to take back everything and watch them fall.

Evan Hale had spent three years being invisible.

In the port city of Grayhaven, that meant midnight towing calls, grease under his nails, a cheap apartment above a closed pawnshop, and a daughter who still believed the world could be repaired with pancakes and tape. He let people call him broke. He let his ex-wife call him a failure. He let rich men look through him as if poverty had made him harmless.

Then Lily came to the tow yard with a hospital bracelet on her wrist and terror in her eyes.

The paperwork said Evan had lost his rights. The doctors said it was an emergency. The heir to Grayhaven's largest medical charity smiled like the city already belonged to him.

They were all wrong.

Because before Evan became a night-shift tow driver, he had been the man federal teams called when protected witnesses vanished, sealed evidence moved, and dangerous people needed to be found before sunrise. He had buried that life to keep his daughter safe.

Now the people hunting Lily had put her name on a list he recognized.

And Evan Hale was done hiding.

After four years of trying to conceive, I suddenly realized my husband had been drugging me so i couldn't give birth and when i asked he had shamelessly said
"he wasn't ready to be a father."

But, when I caught him in the hospital with his pregnant best friend, I couldn't bear it again and decided to leave.

The campus hockey captain ruined my relationship with one brutal confession.

Turns out, I was never the girlfriend. Just a bet.

Now he needs my help to pass psychology and stay on the team.

And I need him to help me make my cheating ex regret everything.

So we made a deal. Fake dates, public kisses, one unforgettable party. A relationship of convenience and nothing more.

No feelings, no rules, no falling for each other.

But the problem with pretending to be in love with your enemy?

Somehow… it stops being pretend.

Sarah Wishers came to the Hawks for one thing only: work.
A fresh start as a team photographer was supposed to be quiet, professional, and far away from the scandal that followed her breakup with her ex-boyfriend.
What she didn’t plan was Liam Riley.
Liam saw Sarah as a threat to his team and he made it his personal mission to make her life a living hell.
Being forced to work side by side only intensifies the tension and neither of them is willing to admit that what they feel might be greater than hate.
Caught between ambition, betrayal, and a connection she never expected, Sarah has to decide how much she’s willing to risk.
Because this time, running might cost her everything.
Even love.

Inside the private dining room, my seven-year-old daughter leans against the edge of the table. She waits for three hours, and her birthday cake melts. Dante texts me, claiming he is handling an "emergency arms deal" and telling us not to wait.

But his mistress's Instagram tells a completely different story.

She wears the limited-edition black diamond necklace Dante just bought, cozying up to someone in a top-tier club. The caption is blinding: "A real man always knows who comes first, even when bullets fly."

What is more brutal happens the next day. When stray bullets hit the casino, Dante actually shoves his own daughter away when she begs for help, turning his back to protect his mistress's nephew instead.

Looking at the bloody scratches on my daughter's arm, listening to him announce in public that "that boy is my only blood," my heart completely dies.

He doesn't know that to love him, the heir to the Romano Mafia family willingly suffered in the slums for seven years. And he treats our lives like garbage compared to an outsider.

Now, it is time to make him pay.

I'm alive.

When I jolted awake to see March 15th on my phone, I could barely believe it—I should have been dead since August 18th! Marcus, my Alpha husband, had murdered pregnant me with his own hands for his "childhood sweetheart" Freya's fake death.

Reborn to the night it all began, I heard the familiar pleading downstairs: "Please, Alpha Marcus! My daughter is dying!"

This time, when Marcus fed me that lie about "special wolf poison" to trick me into breaking our mate bond, I smiled and agreed.

Three months after my miscarriage, my family wore me down until I stepped off the board.

Nolan knelt before me and said he wanted to rebuild our marriage — that I should rest at home. I thought it was fate's only compensation for the child it had taken.

Then one day, while planning his fortieth-birthday surprise at the club, I heard him pin the brand director Aubrey against a wall of wisteria and kiss her —

"The moment the tenth-anniversary gala ends and the funding lands, my CEO seat is locked. She can throw all the fits she wants — she won't touch my control. Three more weeks."

I stood there. I didn't walk in. I didn't cry.

The next day, I returned to headquarters under the pretext of "slowly finding my footing," and began pulling every financial record.

A $20,000-a-month Manhattan apartment booked as a "VIP Client Hospitality Suite." Two weeks in Paris logged as a "European Market Study." Monthly consulting fees flowing straight into Aubrey's private studio.

And worse — he forged my signature, attaching it to a funding proposal that gutted my equity and would cut me out of the company I built with my own hands.

He was waiting for the gala to throw me out.

So was I.

The spring semester at the Academy had barely begun when Mother's enchanted letter burst into flames on my desk, that familiar acrid smoke already filling the air.
The smoke swirled and her voice emerged, sharp with anxiety:
"Cecilia, have you found a human man yet?"
"Less than a month left before we must present our tribute to the tribe. Noah is your own brother—can you really stand by and watch him die?"
Surrendering Noah meant certain death.
Over eighty Medusa females in the tribe were of breeding age. Noah had been frail since birth, his scales pale as paper.
If he were dragged onto that cold stone altar to serve as a breeding tool, he wouldn't survive the first night.
But where the hell was I supposed to find a human man?

For ten years, I drew only black stones from the moon-bone box.
My parents called it the Moon Goddess's will, while every white-stone reward—from the choicest meat to new cloaks, even a single word of praise—went straight to my white-furred, cherished younger sister Luna.
On my twelfth birthday, I tried to cheat during the Hearth Vow Night. My mother caught me red-handed, locked me in my bedroom, and my head struck a wooden chest. I never woke up.
As a ghost, I watched my family carry on as if nothing had happened—until I finally saw the cruel truth hidden inside that moon-bone box…
When my mother called for me again, the forgotten daughter was already gone.

They call me a parasite.
An outdated piece of trash. A fraudster hiding in the clouds, sucking the blood of the empire.
They spat at my shadow, threw stones at my door, and made my daughter bind my wrists with spirit-binding silver.
Then they asked me if I had any last words.
I said, "The void is coming."
They burst into laughter.
Now, the sky has cracked open.
Those who once cursed my name are now kneeling in the ashes, begging me for help.
I sat on a cold rock on Greystone Ridge, gazing at the distant firelight.
I could have stopped it all.
But I choose—
To stand idly by.

Once a terrifying top special forces commander known as the Ghost Reaper, Kael Vance hid his identity for three years, craving an ordinary life. Yet he was brutally humiliated and dumped by his greedy fiancée. When his family was threatened, he abandoned disguise. His elite troops knelt for him, and he crushed his arrogant enemies, rewriting his fate with power and finally gaining true love and peace.

At our seventh wedding anniversary dinner, my husband Nathan audaciously discussed the name of the child his mistress Victoria was carrying, speaking in Spanish right in front of me.
They presumed I could not understand. Yet, not only did I comprehend every word, but I had also long ago uncovered evidence of their affair—including those passionate videos filmed in his car...
But when I vanished completely, he went into a frenzy.
When the news of the 'plane crash' broke, he spent fifty million dollars, deploying twelve rescue helicopters to search relentlessly through the storm for seven days and nights.
When the rescue team informed him that 'there were no survivors,' this once indomitable man knelt on the deck, weeping inconsolably like a child who has lost his mother.
Little did he know, there was no trace of me on that 'lost' plane.
And now, it was my turn to make him experience the true meaning of loss.

I am the outcast of the Blackwood Pack. Everyone in my family shifts into towering, fearsome giant wolves. Only I stay trapped in the form of a husky. My father banished me to the edge of our territory. Mother secretly built dens and brought me food. I kept hoping that once I grew older, I would finally turn into a true wolf.
Then a livestream poacher captured me. She locked me in an iron cage, strapped an electric shock collar around my neck, and used silver to burn my flesh.
She has no idea. My father is the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack. He is coming for me, with the whole pack at his side. And they never spare anyone who harms one of their own.

A year ago, during the yacht shipwreck, Carter let go of his mistress Valerie's hand in the crushing waves, risking his own life to shove me onto the lifeboat.   Later, weeping by my hospital bed, he swore that staring death in the face had finally made him realize who the only indispensable woman in his life truly was.   I believed him. I wiped the slate clean of his infidelity, utterly convinced that a marriage forged in life and death would be indestructible.   Until tonight. The night of our third wedding anniversary.   Staring at the new notification lighting up his screen—【I'm in the suite downstairs waiting for you. Come fuck me like you did last night, or I'm jumping off the balcony. —V】—the truth finally hit me.

The so-called true love proven at death's door couldn't even survive the cheap lust of ordinary days.   My entire marriage was nothing but a grotesque joke.

On a stormy night, an intruder broke into the estate and slashed my husband's throat.
I didn't call the police. Instead, I grabbed the bleach and scrubbed away every trace the killer left behind.
The next morning, my mother-in-law dug her nails into my arm. "Tell them! Who murdered my son?!"
"Lady Cordelia, if you saw anything, now is the time to speak." The police captain stepped closer, his voice hard.
I met his gaze without blinking. "The thunder was loud last night. I took my sleeping pills and heard absolutely nothing."

My Mafia boss husband brought his late brother's widow and child back to our estate and demanded I move into the nanny's quarters..

This time, I didn't pull a gun and fight with him like I did in my past life. Instead, I brought out my suitcase to pack and make room.

Later, for our daughter's birthday, Julian gifted her a foal.

Beatrice's son cried and threw a tantrum, demanding it.

My five-year-old daughter calmly handed over the lead rope. "Daddy said Leo doesn't have a papa anymore, so from now on, my papa is his papa."

"I should learn to be generous."

At first, Julian was extremely gratified by our tolerance and maturity. But gradually, he panicked as he realized—

There was no more love in my eyes, and our daughter no longer opened her arms to ask for his hugs.

Little did he know, in our previous life, in order to protect that mother and son, he banished us to the subterranean water dungeon.

While my daughter and I contracted the plague, dying in despair amidst the stench and the gnawing of rats, he was holding that woman's hand in a brightly lit banquet hall, announcing to the entire Family that she would be under his lifelong protection.

Reborn into this life, my daughter and I no longer fought, no longer made a fuss.

But we also never needed Julian again.

In my third year of marriage to Cassius, I saw his childhood sweetheart Serena post a photo on a luxury yacht with the caption: "My man always knows what I want."

That yacht was supposed to be my birthday gift.

I called the dealer. "Mr. Vitale transferred it to Miss Monte."

Cassius called immediately. "Stop checking up on me. I owed her this. Why are you so insecure?"

That night, he kicked my medication across the floor. "Stop reminding everyone I owe you my life."

Three years ago, I gave him my gas mask during a shootout. The toxins destroyed my lungs.

When he burned my face with an iron, he drove me to the hospital—until Serena called crying about a burst pipe.

He shoved me out into the pouring rain. "You're not going to die. She needs me more."

For the first time in three years, I realized I should stop saving a man who'd already chosen someone else.

This was the 99th time Sabrina stood me up for our wedding appointment.
Just as I was leaving, I got a text from that new male student of hers—attached was a photo of him shirtless, wrapped around her sleeping form with a caption that screamed pure provocation:
[If you really loved her, you wouldn't trap her with marriage. Can't you see she doesn't want this?]
When she finally picked up my call, her tone was beyond annoyed.
"Colin's having a meltdown over mixing the wrong colors, and if this piece gets ruined, it's on you. A marriage certificate is just a piece of paper—we'll do it another time."
She had no idea that, thanks to Colin "accidentally" spilling that cheap turpentine, my severe asthma was raging. Every breath felt like swallowing shards of glass dipped in blood.
And that "another time" she mentioned? It was never going to happen.
After hanging up, I calmly tossed the wedding ring I'd bought for her.
Then I turned and took the groom's suit from the senior who'd had a crush on me for seven years.

On my due date, my husband Matteo locked me in an underground freezer at minus ten degrees.

The Torrino family's unbreakable rule: the first-born male inherits the entire mafia empire. My sister-in-law Jennifer and I were both pregnant, our due dates only one day apart. To ensure his brother's child was born first, Matteo made this insane decision.

"My brother and Jennifer's baby has to come first—this is what you owe them!" He ignored my desperate pleas and violent contractions, coldly shoving me into the freezer.

But that wasn't enough. They forcibly injected me with labor-delaying drugs. I curled up in agony on the freezing concrete floor, feeling my baby slowly slipping away, tears of despair streaming down my face.

My baby, Mommy is so sorry...

"Sylvia can't even get heating at her boarding school. What makes you think you deserve a hot shower?" My stepmother's voice was gentle as she poured ice water down my spine—punishment for a sister suffering in Switzerland. For fifteen years I starved, froze, and bled so I could "atone" for her hardship. But one photo hidden in a locked drawer shattered everything I believed: Sylvia wasn't suffering. She was skiing in the Alps, sipping hot cocoa, while I nearly died for a lie. Now I know the truth. The question is—can I survive long enough to make her pay?

My parents gave me the first membership card for their new hot-spring resort. When it disappeared from my dorm suite, I barely worried about it.

Then Mom called.

"Claire, you know that card only gets you a discount, right? It doesn't pay for anything. A girl who says she's your roommate is here with a birthday party. She's treating everyone."

I laughed, though nothing about someone taking my things was funny.

"I know exactly what it does, Mom. If she wants to treat them, let her."

Look, I'd heard the rumors: Skyward International's flight attendants? You never see 'em anywhere but the airport. Not once. Kinda spooky, but my coworker drops this smirk—"First time? You'll get it"—and I'm boarding Flight 6108, heart pounding.

This chief stewardess, Tiffany? Stunning. Locks eyes, buckles me in, perfume hits like a drug. Later, service cart rolls up. "Airsick? C'mon." Door shuts in the crew lounge. Boom—she's on her knees. "Relaxation service." Zipper down, wipes me clean, then swallows my cock whole. Balls-deep, tongue on my sack, cheeks sucking vacuum. "Big one," she whispers, eyes pleading like she needs my okay.

Four years after binding herself to Alpha Liam in a sacred wolf-bond, Ava finally receives the news she’s been waiting for—she’s pregnant.

With her heart soaring, she takes their bond contract to the Pack Hospital to register her pregnancy.
But the healer’s words shatter her world.

“This contract is fake.”

Ava freezes. “Fake? That’s impossible!”

The healer points to the wolf-mark seal.

“The imprint is crooked, and the bond code doesn’t match our records.”

Desperate, Ava rushes to the Wick Pack registry. The answer is the same—

“Alpha Liam is already bonded. His mate’s name is Ella Walker.”

Ella Walker.

The name pierces Ava’s heart like an arrow.
Ella—her half-sister. The woman who once abandoned Liam, her fated mate, the day before their bonding ceremony.

Ava thought she had taken Ella’s place.
Now she realizes—she was only a stand-in all along. And the real Luna has returned.

On the third anniversary of our bond, I pushed open the private room door, my heart full of hope—only to see Chisel on one knee, leaning in to kiss Sylvia. In that instant, every thread of love and trust inside me snapped.
“What are you doing?” My voice trembled; tears blurred my vision.
Chisel looked up at me, eyes full of irritation. “Enough, Leah. Stop putting on that wounded look. We were just playing a game. I lost, that’s all. Why are you angry?”
I could no longer bear the betrayal. After losing our pup, something inside me died completely. I decided to break the mate bond, to end this painful, scarred union once and for all.
Even as Chisel kept apologizing, swearing he would change, I no longer believed him. My voice went cold:
“Even if I forgive you, our pup never will.”
I left the home that had once been full of love and hope, flying toward a new world that would be mine alone.

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Adriana is the forgotten daughter of the Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. Her father barely acknowledges her, her sister despises her, and the mate she loved for five years chose power over her—by sleeping with that very sister.

But Adriana has a secret.

A rare white wolf. A power she’s been forced to hide.

When she unexpectedly crosses paths with the Lycan King, she doesn’t know he is her father’s greatest enemy… or her second-chance mate.

Elijah never planned to bond again. Betrayed once and now raising a silent son alone, he has no interest in love. But there’s something different about Adriana. Something powerful. Something his wolf refuses to ignore.

As tension between wolves and lycans rises, secrets begin to unravel and claiming her may mean starting a war.

This time, Adriana won’t be the weak daughter they overlooked.

Mara Vale has survived Moonspire Academy by staying quiet.

She is a treaty ward, a scholarship student, and the wolf everyone expects to fail. During the public Moon Rank rite, the Alpha Stone gives her no rank at all. The Council calls her defective. Her foster pack calls her unstable. Before nightfall, they order her wolf sealed before her first full shift.

Then Mara bleeds on the stone, and the stone cracks.

Her blood hears what powerful wolves have buried: broken Alpha commands, rotten pack oaths, and the erased scent of a mother she was never allowed to remember. The more they try to silence her, the more the old territory answers.

Kael Draven, heir to the strongest Alpha house, is ordered to stand against her. Protecting Mara could cost him his succession, his pack, and every future he was raised to inherit. But obeying means letting the girl his mark answers be sealed as nothing.

Mara does not want to be claimed. She wants her wolf alive.

With a disgraced Luna candidate, a rival pack commander, and a healer hiding survivor scars, Mara must walk into the rites built to erase girls like her and make the Pack smell the truth.

They marked her omega.

The Moon called her heir.

The wicked mother and the homewrecker caused an accident that killed the girl's father. Because of this accident, the poor girl lost her virginity and even became homeless. A rich and noble young lady suddenly turned into a waitress working in a British restaurant. Thanks to her father's will, she still inherited 30% of the company's shares and always had a mysterious bodyguard to protect her. However, When she got everything ready and planned to go home again, her mother turned out to be giving the company to that homewrecker and letting the girl's sister inherit all the property.

Synopsis – The Beloved and Pampered Wife from Childhood of the CEO
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Family Drama / Suspense

From childhood friends to reluctant soulmates, Kian Sutton and Elena Madison were bound together by an innocent promise and a secret marriage. As heirs to two of New York’s most powerful families, their paths were scripted from the beginning—until tragedy, betrayal, and painful choices tore them apart.

Years later, Elena returns to New York—not as the pampered heiress she once was, but as a quiet storm determined to uncover the truth behind her mother’s mysterious death and the web of corruption buried deep within the Sutton Foundation. She’s no longer the shy, obedient girl Kian once knew. And she’s certainly not here for love.

Kian, now the cold and commanding CEO of Sutton Enterprises, never expected to see the wife who vanished without a trace. But her reappearance shatters the careful order of his life. She’s still legally his. Still tied to him in ways that make his board nervous and his heart ache.

As Elena digs deeper, enemies from both their pasts begin to circle—some willing to destroy the Sutton legacy, and others desperate to bury the truth forever. Tensions rise. Old feelings resurface. And Kian must choose between protecting his empire or standing beside the woman who might burn it all down to uncover justice.

In a world of power, wealth, and betrayal, love may be their greatest liability—or their only way out.

In an elite suburb of New York City, girls are dying. That doesn’t happen in Greenvale, with its immaculate lawns, exclusive yacht clubs and multi-million dollar mansions. But behind its perfect façade, its trimmed hedges and luxury cars, a darkness lies. Girls, dependent on Adderall, outmaneuver each other to get into top colleges, while the mothers’ need to live vicariously only makes it worse. Bella DeFranco is one of the Bronx’s top SVU detectives. At only 37, she disarms everyone with her stunning good looks, yet she is as tough as most men—and a lot smarter, too. Yet when is summoned to Greenvale, she finds herself getting lost in a case that even she can’t comprehend. She stumbles into a land of secrets, a place where husbands hide their pasts from their wives, where friends are not what they seem, and where no one wants to know too much. As she digs deeper into layers of suburban dysfunction, she comes to learn that, behind all the fake smiles, there is a subtle violence--rivaling even her crime-ridden streets of the Bronx. With a killer on the loose, time running out, and a new partner who never recovered from his washed-up alcoholic days, the odds are stacked against Bella. She is determined, though, to save these girls, whatever the cost. Yet as she gets close, the depth of psychosis she discovers shocks even her….

Born in the slums, Wendy was heartlessly dumped by her self made boyfriend.
"You're not good enough for me."
She sneered, smashed his Ferrari, then climbed into a limited edition hypercar and drove away.
What her ex never knew was that the "burden" he abandoned was the one who made him successful.
Then her birth mother, who had abandoned her years ago, suddenly returned and demanded that Wendy go home and marry in place of her disabled sister.
Wendy smiled.
"Fine. If you all want me back so badly, I'll come home. And I'll repay every single one of you."

In the kingdom of the Alpha King, Janelle, a trusted servant, conceals a burning desire for revenge against her parents' killers. When she discovers her true mate is the prince, her world is thrown into turmoil. Torn between love and vengeance, Janelle's quest for justice takes a dangerous turn as secrets unravel and betrayal lurks at every corner. Will she choose love or succumb to the darkness of her past?

Five mates rejected Seraphina Vale for being wolfless, plus-sized, and “defective.”

Then the dying Lycan King offered her a one-year contract marriage.

He needs her to survive.

She needs his power to reclaim the life everyone stole from her.

But when ancient secrets awaken, Seraphina discovers she isn't wolfless at all.

She's something the supernatural world thought had gone extinct.

And the woman everyone rejected may be the only one capable of saving their king.

A romantic, mystical tale of healing, sacrifice, and rediscovery. Set in a landscape where myth still stirs the earth, the story follows those brave enough to restore what was broken. The atmosphere is lyrical and ancient, steeped in fog, stones, and the pulse of forgotten magic.
In Regency England, where powdered wigs, whispered alliances, and ancestral estates shape destinies, Isabelle Greystone is content to remain on the fringes—more scholar than debutante. But when she meets the enigmatic Lucien Fenwick at the Farthingale Ball, something ancient stirs. A memory. A recognition. A bond forged long before their first glance.
Lucien is no ordinary man. An Alpha heir to a hidden bloodline of werewolves, he’s haunted by visions of a woman he vowed to find—even if it took centuries. When fate places Isabelle in his path, the threads of the past tighten, revealing a secret buried beneath generations: the Accord—a magical covenant forged by eight ancient bloodlines to protect the balance between worlds.
But the Accord is breaking.
Together with Isabelle’s cousin Lydia, a seer awakening to her own Fae legacy, and a sea-bound prince tied to the forgotten kings of Dál Riata, they begin a perilous journey to uncover the truth of their origins, unlock sacred stones, and battle a rising darkness led by the immortal and corrupted Duval.
Spanning windswept moors, forgotten ruins, and enchanted dreams, Veilbound weaves real history with myth and romance. It is a story of love lost and found, of ancient magic buried beneath reason, and of souls bound by destiny across lifetimes.
The worlds are merging. The blood remembers.

I was the most revered pureblood Light heir.

In my past life, I married the Supreme Holy Knight, Arthur, only to give birth to an Ash-blood cub—the lowest of all.

In a rage, he incinerated my baby alive. He then dragged my bleeding, postpartum body into a saltwater dungeon to drain my magic, leaving me to be devoured by venomous insects.

Meanwhile, my lowly Ash-blood sister miraculously birthed a Light-blood cub. Stepping on my corpse, she became the realm's new ruler.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back at our Mate-Selection Ceremony. Arthur publicly rejected me and chose my sister.

Seeing his smug, calculating smirk, I knew immediately: he had been reborn, too.

But how could a parasitic knight, who survived entirely by draining his wife's magic to fake a holy bloodline, ever father a supreme dragon?

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my Alpha husband missed the candlelit dinner for the seventh time.
He rushed off to rescue an Omega surrounded by vampires, leaving me alone in the villa.
That same night, a jarring photo spread through the pack.
Damien, covered in blood, held Rose tightly in his arms, his lips pressed against her forehead.
Everyone was waiting for me to be jealous, to rage.
But I didn’t scream or argue like I used to.
Instead, I poured out his favorite champagne, closed my eyes calmly, and prayed to the Moon Goddess.
“You once said I have a destined mate.”
“If he will make me strong and free me from this wretched marriage, let him come for me in seven days.”

In a brutal betrayal, champion racer Vivian's life is destroyed by the man she loves. John, her partner and team owner, sabotages her car, causing a crash that kills their unborn child and leaves her gravely injured. He then coldly abandons her to celebrate with his true lover, Sharon—the rival he secretly engineered the accident for. As Vivian confronts the loss of her child and career, her suffering is magnified by the couple's relentless cruelty, culminating in John allowing Sharon to permanently cripple her legs. Emotionally and physically shattered, and forced into a humiliating existence, Vivian uncovers the full extent of their conspiracy. With every hope extinguished, she orchestrates a final, desperate escape from her nightmare, leaving a life of vengeance and sorrow behind.

The heiress of the wealthiest family was dead. Her death was caused by a plane crash planned her adopted sister. At a young age of 17, she had mastered so many skills while conquering the world. A top professor in world-class healthcare, she topped the world hacker list, joined a mercenary group ten years ago and became the world's top assassin with more hidden talents she used with hidden identities.
After her death, she's reborn into another body known as a worthless piece of trash, an ugly fat kleptomaniac filled with scars and acne and a foolish prankster.
She was scorned by her parents and often schemed against by her twin sister. The people in the society often curse and avoid her like the plague.
Until unexpectedly her beauty suddenly came back in thousand fold and then they started to realise otherwise.
Her top agenda is to reclaim her identity back and take back her position that her scheming adopted sister stole from her at all cost!

She was born cursed and silenced. He was born cursed and destined to lose everything.

Vanessa, the mute runt of a cursed litter, has only ever known cruelty and abuse. Her voice stolen by a witch’s spell, her freedom crushed by a brutal father, she’s been promised to a monster she doesn’t want. But fate intervenes when she’s left for dead—bleeding, broken, and bound—only to be rescued by Alpha Alfred of the Shadow Pack.
Alfred, fighting against a generational curse that has doomed his brothers to remain wolves forever, never expected his fated mate to be a fragile girl on the brink of death. But the moment he breathes in her scent, everything changes.
Together, they must confront the past, survive betrayal, and uncover the true key to breaking the curses that bind them. Will their bond be strong enough to save them both?

When Maria is chosen in the Bridal Selection to become King Argus's bride, Eleanor refuses to let her sister be sent to a man rumored to have killed his previous brides.
Eleanor plans an escape for the both of them. But Maria convinces her that it wasn't a good idea, only to secretly disappear on the very morning King Argus's kingdom arrives to collect his bride. Leaving Eleanor as her perfect substitute.
Forced into a marriage with the ruthless king, Eleanor vows to hate him until the day she dies.
But Argus has other plans.
The king who swore never to love again finds himself falling for his new bride—unaware that Eleanor is the reincarnation of Eudora, his first love who he believed had betrayed him.
And when the truth comes to light, Argus must face the devastating reality: The woman he has fallen in love with, is the very woman destined to destroy him.
Meanwhile, Maria's escape leads her straight into the hands of Alpha Hanzo—the very man who tortures her even after discovering that she was his mate.
Now Hanzo wants to accept the bond and make amends.
But how can Maria love the man who made her wish for death?

“Nian Zhen,” a superstar known for his villainous roles, met an untimely death
when the safety wire snapped during a drama shoot!

At the very moment he thought his life was over,
a voice suddenly echoed in his mind…

Ding!!
[Contract successfully established with the Host.
Initiating transfer to the first mission world. Countdown: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.]

He’s been kidnapped by a system and sent to a whole new world!
A world where he must play the role of a two-faced, manipulative "white lotus,"
constantly tormenting the male protagonist until he succumbs to darkness.

But every performance comes with a price.
So, you mischievous system—tell me, what’s in it for me?!

[The Host may ask for anything, including returning to your original world.
The system can even rewind time to before the Host’s death. Yay, yay, yay!]

Now that’s a deal worth discussing～
A rising star like Nian Zhen will make this performance utterly flawless!

The Queen of Blades, Rika dies, hoping for a better life for the remaining survivers leaving a ruined world and she regrets not living a long happy and full life before her death. She awakes as a newborn in a strange but peaceful environment, in the same world of the novel Dreaming Kiss. Rika is reborn as Ulrika Vincent and realizes that she's got a scumbag of a Prince to cut out of her new life. And she wants to save her favorite character, Grand Duke Aric Solheim and what better way to do that than have a one night stand with him and get pregnant by him!

To the rest of the world, Dante is Hollywood royalty, the ridiculously attractive oldest son of the notorious Fontaine family.

To Ashlyn? He's the guy who made her swear off men forever.

She just wants to move on with her life. Run her bakery. Heal her broken heart. She's had three years to try and forget about Dante Fontaine. (Spoiler alert: it hasn't worked.)

But when an accidental - and seriously humiliating - encounter brings him back into her life, she's forced to realize that no matter how hard she's tried to forget him, Dante definitely hasn't forgotten her.

. . . and this time, he's not going to let her go.

Due to explicit scenes, this steamy second chance romance is rated 18+.

The Sweet Taste of Sin is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.