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Two months after Derek Prescott blindsided me with a breakup, I ran into him at the Alpha Xi annual formal at St. Jude University.
I'd been about to leave when Blair Covington—his new girlfriend and daughter of a Winthrop Holdings executive—waved me over with a smile that promised trouble.
The table was mid-round of Truth or Dare, everyone half-drunk and looking for blood.
Derek raised his champagne flute with theatrical flair, his arm draped around Blair—apparently his golden ticket to finally belonging.
"The smartest thing I ever did in my last relationship? Cutting loose the dead weight—some townie girl who was only dragging me down. Now I'm with someone who actually understands what it means to have standards."
Snickers rippled around the table. Every set of eyes swiveled toward me—the nobody ex-girlfriend with no family name to drop.
I didn't flinch. Just rattled the ice in my glass and gestured lazily for the game to continue.
When it was finally my turn, someone threw out a loaded question, voice dripping with fake sweetness: "So Cordelia, did you ever hide anything from your ex?"
"Actually, yes." I met Derek's eyes without blinking.
"Oh? What was it?"
"I hid where I really come from." My voice was flat, bored. "My family's old money. Serious old money."

I was seven months pregnant when the car crash left me hemorrhaging and clinging to life.

My husband, an attending physician, burst into the ER—only to turn around and divert the last bags of blood meant to save me and our child.

He gave them to the woman who had hit me: his first love, Sienna, who had just returned from overseas.

When I woke up from surgery, I learned that I hadn't just lost our baby; I had permanently lost my uterus.

Yet my husband didn't bring me comfort. He brought a Waiver of Prosecution.

He was disguising attempted murder as a tragic accident, using custody of our daughter as leverage to force me to drop the charges.

I refused to sign. He slammed the door and left.

But the door didn't latch. Through the crack, I heard him soothing Sienna:

"Don't be afraid. Clara can't live without me. Once she's done throwing her tantrum, she'll sign it like a good girl."

In that moment, I swallowed every ounce of my agony, picked up the phone, and called my lawyer.

"Draft a divorce agreement for me."

The night the team wins again, the roar inside the arena could raise the roof.

On the ice, the captain has his arm around the new cheer captain, spinning her under the lights. His skates cut clean lines across the ice. Teammates whistle and shout, someone yells "ask her out!", someone else films on their phone. Everyone waits for me to show up and make a scene. Cry, stumble onto the ice, drop to my knees and beg him to come back. Pathetic, like every time before.

But no one knows I'm in the back of the locker room right now, pressed against a cold metal locker.

The quiet backup player has his hand on the back of my neck, his voice barely steady. "You sure about this?"

I push up on my toes and kiss him first.

Everyone used to say Ryan Scott loved me more than his own life.
I used to believe that too.
Then I found out I was pregnant with Ryan’s child—
and that’s when my adopted sister told me she was pregnant with his child as well.
So I chose revenge.
I emptied his accounts, staged the perfect accident, and planned my own “death.”
On the day I “died,” Ryan completely broke down, clutching my urn like it was the only thing keeping him alive.
While he sobbed his heart out in front of my photo, I was already holding another man’s hand—the man who never let go of me when I was at my lowest—
and walking toward the brand‑new life that truly belonged to me.

Thirteen years. That's how long I loved Reid Holloway.
When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
Then I heard him bragging to his friends: "She'd save her first time for me. Hell, she'd still be thinking of me on her wedding night."
The bullying was staged. The kiss meant nothing. He just wanted me gone—so his new girl could feel more comfortable.
He thought I'd beg. He thought I'd cry. He thought I'd never actually leave.
I left the country.
And ran straight into his stepbrother.

My mother rips my long-hidden Orion star chart to pieces and hurls the scraps straight into my face like garbage.
For seventeen years, I’ve been the praised straight-A good girl, my shirt collars always buttoned all the way up. I’ve lived solely for one goal: an acceptance letter from Yale, my ticket out of this suffocating cage.
But the second she locks my bedroom door from the outside, it hits me cold: blind obedience only traps you tighter.
Just as despair crashes over me, a silver lighter clatters against my windowsill. Zane—the biker delinquent everyone at school steers clear of—pries open my window and holds out his hand to me.
To hell with the Ivy League. Tonight, Aria’s jumping out of this window that’s kept me prisoner.

"Rule number one," Luca said, his icy blue eyes locking onto mine as he slid the contract across the table. "Don't fall for the hockey Alpha."I laughed, short and cold."Trust me, Luca Silver. I'd rather kiss a silver blade than fall for the son of the man who destroyed my family."That was the plan.Ninety days.One fake relationship.One contract.Then we'd walk away like strangers.Except no one warned me that my fake boyfriend would also be my roommate...Or that the Hockey Alpha I'd sworn to hate was my fated mate.Aria Blackwood was once the princess of the Crescent Moon Pack until her father was accused of betraying the Werewolf Council. Overnight, her family lost everything—their territory, fortune, and honor—to the powerful Silverfang Pack. Now, years later, she's a scholarship boxer at North Ridge Sports Academy, fighting for a future that will keep her mother and sick younger brother from losing everything again.She has only one goal: survive... and someday make the Silverfang Pack pay.Luca Silver is North Ridge's hockey captain, future Alpha, and the academy's golden boy. When his cheating ex-girlfriend destroys his public image, his adviser proposes one desperate solution—a ninety-day fake relationship.The only girl willing to sign?His enemy.His roommate.The daughter of the family his own father destroyed.But as Aria investigates her father's disappearance, she uncovers a conspiracy far older than either of them imagined. Their families were manipulated. Their hatred was manufactured. And their ninety-day contract was never a coincidence.With a national hockey championship, a boxing title, rival packs, and a deadly secret threatening the supernatural world, Aria and Luca must decide whether to keep fighting each other...Or fight together for a love neither of them ever wanted.

Before the wedding, my fiancé, Alpha Kendrick, stood in front of me. Hesitation flickered in his eyes, but so did hope.
“Can you give me a month?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it.
A month. Time to see if he could patch things up with Elena Manwaring—his ex-girlfriend. His fated mate.
“If it works out,” he continued, the words deliberate, like he was convincing himself as much as me, “then it’s the Moon Goddess’s blessing. But if it doesn’t… I’ll come back. I’ll marry you. And I’ll leave her behind—forever.”
He meant it. He truly believed this was the honorable thing to do.
I didn’t argue. I didn’t cry. Instead, I let a small, knowing smile tug at my lips.
“Go ahead,” I said, my voice calm and steady. “Give it a try. Life’s too short for regrets, right?”
Relief broke over his face like a wave, as though I’d just untangled him from a chain he hadn’t known how to break. That night, he drove off, lighter than I’d seen him in months.
Meanwhile, I packed my bags in silence.

"You have no house to go to, no money, no friends and no child to drain me of child support. Don't be stubborn. You know you'll die without me, I'm your only family left." Once again that proud tone was sneered at me.

"I worry for you." Devon’s eyes glimmered waiting for me to go on my knees and beg him.

I shake my head. "Worry about yourself Devon. Do you really think you'd go scott free after the shit you pulled today? You couldn't even let me mourn my baby in peace." I searched for his gaze, my eyes burrowing into his.

"I promise you, if not today, one-day Devon. I'll make you wish you were dead."


Corrie North gave Devon Remington everything.

Amazing sex? She gave him her body.

A devoted house-wife? She abandoned her career for him.

A fucking maid? She scrubbed every inch of his sprawling mansion.

A child? She nearly died bringing their son, Haven, into the world.

And how did he repay her?

Devon betrayed her.

He cheated with a younger woman, handed her divorce papers, and vanished on the day their son died in a mysterious accident.
Two months later, he finally showed up to Haven's funeral, with his pregnant mistress on his arm.
As if that wasn’t enough, he accused Corrie of murdering their child.

Devastated, Corrie vowed revenge. She vanished from Devon’s life, promising that everyone who played a part in Haven’s death would pay, including him.

Four years later she returns and Devon wants her back. He’ll do anything to make her his again.

But Corrie isn’t the same woman he left behind.
Will she make him pay for his betrayal , or will old flames pull her back into the arms of the man who destroyed her?

“Are you not… mad at me?” I asked breathlessly. “That I’m a girl?”

He gripped both sides of my arms. His eyes scanned my face as he cupped both sides of my face tightly between his hands. “I don’t care… I don’t care that you lied… I love you either way,” he panted and pressed his lips against mine.

My hockey stick landed against the ice with a loud clank as I began to kiss him back.

He didn’t hate me anymore.

William didn’t hate me anymore!!


Daphne Sinclair is an obsessed fan of a hockey player, William Hollander. When William suddenly announces that he would quit hockey after high school, Daphne gets a crazy idea.

She would attend William’s high school, dressed like a boy, and try to get into the school’s hockey team. This way she would be close to William and try to get him to keep playing.

Will Daphne’s plan work?

Will she get into the team, or will the school figure out that she is a woman and send her away before she even gets a chance to carry out her plan?

News broke that a classmate had fallen from a building. The forensic assessment said it was homicide. Someone claimed they’d seen the killer: a young girl in a red coat.
The police came to our home. My stepsister shoved me forward. Mom said, “My daughter owns a red coat and she wasn’t at home yesterday.”

Callum Brennan was born to lead London's most powerful werewolf pack. Then his twin brother framed him for murder.
Stripped of everything, Callum is thrown into the Rookeries, where packless wolves go to die. But he survives. He builds a pack from the broken and the damned. He falls in love with Valentina, a dhampir hunted by the same vampire Parliament that destroyed his life.
In a city ruled by immortal aristocrats and controlled by ancient dragons, Callum learns the hardest truth: individual virtue cannot defeat systemic evil. But small victories matter. And some fights are worth losing everything

After ten years of marriage, my fated mate, Alpha Harvey, had slept with nearly every female worker in the Silver Claw Packhouse.
When I was seven months pregnant, his newly kept mistress, Yvonne Robson, offended the Alpha of the Eclipse Pack at a celebration banquet. Badly.
"Jasmine, you, kneel and apologize on her behalf."
The entire banquet hall fell silent.
I blinked at him, sure I had misheard. "Excuse me?"
"She's young," he said impatiently, as if this were a minor inconvenience. "She made a mistake. You're the Luna. You need to fix it."
I placed a hand over my swollen belly, my wolf snarling inside me. "I'm pregnant, Harvey. How can I kneel? What if it hurts the pup—"
He cut me off harshly. 'It's just kneeling. You've never acted so delicate before.'
He dragged me forcefully to Alpha Kenneth.
Then, before I could react, Alpha Harvey shoved me down, forcing my head toward the ground.
Pain shot through my knees as they hit the floor.
And then—a sharp, wet sensation beneath me.
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【Warning: Do not open this novel lightly, or you'll find yourself hopelessly addicted, unable to put it down for three days and nights...】

In her past life, she was the unassuming daughter, the overlooked heiress, and the unsuspecting victim. Betrayed and murdered by those closest to her, she died with her true identity shrouded in mystery. But fate granted her a second chance.

Reborn with the memories of her tragic end, she vows to reclaim her life and expose the web of lies that ensnared her. This time, she will not hide behind the masks she once wore. With each step, she reveals a different facet of her true self: the skilled warrior, the brilliant strategist, the rightful heiress.

As she navigates the treacherous waters of high society, she must distinguish friend from foe, truth from deception. The stakes are higher, and the game is deadlier. But she is no longer the naive girl of her past life. She is a force to be reckoned with, ready to unveil the impostors and claim her rightful place.

In a world where appearances are deceiving and alliances are fragile, she must use every skill at her disposal to survive and thrive. The true heiress has returned, and she will not be silenced.

My mother was dying, and I—the fallen heiress of the Sterling family—had no choice but to ask my husband for the $200,000 stipulated in our prenuptial agreement, less than a week after our wedding.

He transferred the money without a word.

But that night, the way he looked at me changed.

"So the Sterling family is drowning in fraud scandals. I guess greed really does run in the blood."

From that day on, Theodore never looked me in the eye again.

He started openly parading other women at social events, letting everyone mock me as a gold-digger who only married him for money.

Today is my birthday. I'm sitting in the emergency room with unbearable stomach pain.

Meanwhile, Theodore is throwing a party for his new girlfriend.

Clutching the $185 emergency room bill, I call him.

"Theodore, let's get a divorce."

"Here we go again. How much are you trying to extort from me this time?"

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!
“Look at the state of you, my little she-wolf,” his voice was low and full of menace, like sandpaper scraping across my nerves. “You got this wet just from that?”
Then he pressed a hard kiss to my knuckles.
Fuck!
His rough tongue slid across my slender finger bones, tasting the salty sweat and fear on my skin.
A violent tremor shot through my whole body.
A moan I couldn’t suppress slipped from between my lips. “Ah… Sebastian…”
I felt my thighs rubbing together on their own, that damn traitorous movement making my pussy clench so tight I nearly came.
Yes, that’s it, you desperate little bitch.
I cursed myself in my mind.
He flipped my hand over, his thumb pressing hard—almost punishingly—into the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrist.
My pulse pounded there beneath his palm like it was going mad.
“This is beating so hard,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin, “is it beating for me, Seraphina? Tell me.”
Then he took one of my fingers into his damn hot, wet mouth.
Oh God…
His rough tongue swirled, rubbed, scraped along the skin of my finger, warm saliva soaking every inch.
And his eyes never left me—fixing on me like a beast locking onto prey.
He sucked softly at first, then suddenly with force.
That rhythm…
Fuck, he was fucking my finger with his mouth.
“Are you using this to fuck my mouth, Seraphina?”
He let my finger go with a filthy pop, seeing straight through my thoughts.
“Imagine this is my cock. Does it feel good, you filthy little she-wolf?”
My back arched uncontrollably, like the lowest kind of whore silently inviting him.
A broken, shameful whimper escaped my throat.
“Good… so good…”
My scent thickened, wild floral heat and lust filling the air, swallowing the last of my reason.
I could feel the terrifying restraint in his body cracking apart.
He wanted to hear me moan his name as I came.
He wanted to bury himself inside my soaked, empty heat until I could feel nothing except his violent thrusts.
He moved to my middle finger, giving it the same obscene, thorough attention.
His tongue circled wickedly at the base, then pushed deep, sucking hard as if tasting the sweetest honey.
Fuck!
My hips jerked upward without control.
My other hand dug into the carpet, knuckles white, vision dissolving in the storm of desire swallowing me whole.
“I need you… to fill my pussy, Sebastian…”
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I grew up as a human in a wolf pack, but ironically, I ended up becoming the mate of the pack’s Alpha. I thought I would fit perfectly into the wolves’ world—until the day I caught my Alpha mate tangled with another she-wolf in the back seat of a car.
With trembling hands, I tricked him into signing the divorce papers—silently swearing revenge. But they didn’t stop. His mother sent thugs to destroy me. His mistress tried to erase me. Even my coworkers wanted to use me.
That night, I nearly lost my life.
Until Alpha Sebastian found me—cold, ruthless, unmatched. He said he didn’t need a mate.
But he protected me like a mate. Touched me like a mate. Looked at me like a mate, as if I already belonged to him.
I tried to resist his approach. I didn’t want to make the same mistake twice. Wolves would never accept a human mate.
But whenever he came near me, whenever those scorching hands reached for me, I always hungered for him—wanted more—yet I was done with promises.
Until I discovered that my past was not simple at all—and Sebastian had his own reasons for approaching me—

The day I received my medical report and found out I was pregnant, my husband—Alpha Godfrey Hansen—held a small wedding ceremony in the hospital garden with his first love and former mate, Gillian Boyd.
He explained, “Her final wish in this life was to be my bride.”
But what about me?
What was I to him? A replacement?
It finally hit me—ten years of unwavering devotion and sacrifice meant nothing compared to a single tear shed by his first love.

As I sat in the police station with Yvonne Harper, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart, waiting for bail arrangements to be made, the decision loomed.
One of us could go home tonight.
My mate, Alpha Jackson, chose to take her.
"Nicole, just wait for me one more night. I’ll come back for you tomorrow," he said.
He was worried about her fragile health, but he didn’t care about my fear of the dark.
Later, I called him. My voice was steady, though my heart ached.
"Jackson," I began, "for the past few years, I’ve been waiting for you."
"But I won’t wait forever."

When the apocalypse struck, my brother Leo didn't hesitate to choose the offshore sanctuary.
In our past life, faced with a choice between a powerful inland warlord commanding a massive army and a leader clinging to a solitary island, Leo snatched up the first option.
But when a zombie horde overran the mainland and defenses collapsed, he fled to my island for refuge.
Jealous of how well I was surviving the end of the world, he and our parents knocked me unconscious in the dead of night and threw me into the ocean to drown.
Now that I've been reborn, Leo immediately took our parents to the maritime base, leaving the "dangerous" mainland to me.
He thinks the ocean is a natural barrier that guarantees his safety, that he can sit back and relax while the world burns.
But there's one thing he doesn't know.
Zombies aren't just static, mindless walking dead—they evolve.
And when they do, that offshore sanctuary will become a floating hell with no way out.

!! Mature content 18+ !!

“You think I’m going to let my daughter sleep with whoever she wants” he spat. He kicked me in the ribs, sending me flying back across the floor.
“I didn’t” I coughed, gasping for air.
I felt as though my chest had caved in. I thought I was about to vomit when Hank grabbed my hair and lifted my head. CRACK. It was like my eye had exploded inside my skull when he punched me in the face. I landed on the cold concrete and pressed my face onto the floor. He used his foot to roll me over so that I was on my back.
“Look at you, you disgusting c**t” he huffed as he crouched down beside me and wiped the hair from my face. He smiled, a terrifying evil smile.
“I have something extra special for you tonight” he whispered.

Hidden in the dark forest, on Cape Breton Island, lives a small community of Weres. For generations they remained hidden from the humans and maintained a peaceful existence. That is until one small woman joins their pack and throws their world upside down.
Gunner the future Alpha, serving as a knight in shining armour saves the young woman from certain death. Bringing with her a mysterious past and possibilities that many had long since forgotten, Zelena is the light they didn’t know they needed.
With new hope, comes new dangers. A clan of hunters want back what they believe the pack has stolen from them, Zelena.
With her new powers, new friends and new family, they all fight to protect their homeland and the gift that the Moon Goddess has bestowed upon them, the Triple Goddess.

I touch my necklace. Nothing is known about my biological parents. I only have this necklace as an heirloom. The pendant is shaped into a crescent moon with a star on the tip where a diamond lays in the center. Engraved on it is some writing I can't read. Just like my pendant, I also have a crescent-shaped birthmark with a star on my hip. My mom said it might go away in time like most birthmarks do. Mine seems to have become more prominent over the years. I sometimes imagine it sparkles.

The wind picks up suddenly, swirling around me and I smell it. The scent of fresh cut grass and wood shavings. Two of my favorite things.

"Do you smell that, my child? Follow it," says a woman's voice.

I sat there thinking against it. The first time I heard voices, I freaked out my mom. She wanted me to see a psychiatrist because hearing voices isn't a good sign. I explained they were guiding me to do things. My mom said, "Ok, but before you do whatever these voices tell you to do, sit down and think before you do. AND, if it becomes too much to handle, tell me so we can go see an expert." So far, whatever I hear, hasn't gotten me into trouble. So why not follow that scent? As the wind picks up again, I jump off the fence and follow the scent.

What will Hope find? Is she ready to learn the truth?

Adrik and I took over one of the couches on the plane. We hadn’t slept very much the night before, but neither one of us could fully take the blame. I think I woke him up just as many times as he woke me up.

Only now we were both nervous for me to meet Adrik’s father. He was nervous because his father could be a very gruff man and he was worried he would say something that would offend me. I was worried that his father would find some reason to not like me. We were both acting like children worrying over nothing, but neither one of us could stop.


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

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

"Please don't eat me," she begged. The voice was that if angels. Miniature and meek, quiet as one of the wisps that like to toy with my braided hair. My heart almost stopped hearing her cry.

Calling Tazak back over at the base of the trunk, dirty fingers touched the outside of the rotting tree. Half of a porcelain face peeked out. The saltiness I smelled was that of her dried tears stuck to her face. The dirt had been washed away in small trails where her tears were left in its wake. An amethyst eye looked me up and down, no doubt disturbed by my appearance.

Creed: An Exiled Dragon, known for his ruthless fighting and disturbing appearance. The dragon elders deemed him unworthy of a mate, the Moon Goddess would never grant one that was concieved of ra.pe.

Odessa: A lonely woman who lost her father to cancer, her estranged mother finds her hours after her father's death. She whisks her away to a fantasy world to repay her debt to the Duke of Vamparia. She is now a mere blood bag, but one night fate was on her side. Odessa escaped the vampire kingdom only to be found by a beast who takes her under his wings.

Fall in love with this steamy opposites attract rocker romance. The bad boy of rock meets the good girl of country and sparks fly!

The Rockin' Country is created by Laramie Briscoe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Baby..." Kane whispered in a deep husky voice. Trixie slowly lifted her head to look up at him. Kane was already moving his face closer to hers, he stopped right where his lips were barely grazing hers. He looked into her eyes and leaned in more and gently pressed his lips to Trixies. Her lips were so soft and so damn plump. He was a bit shocked when she immediately kissed him back, he thought she would hesitate a little but she didn't. She wanted this just as much as he did.

Rumors have it that the Eternal King was ruthless, showed no mercy and despised all creatures that weren't his own kind. For his ten thousand years of life he has only been spotted on Earth once, saving his brothers life, then never to be seen again. That was until he felt his mate being born..
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For the past 18 years, King Kane has been trying to unify his kingdom with King Gabriel.. the king of all werewolves, lycans, witches, vampires and all other supernatural beings. Rumors went around about the the two kingdoms becoming one. Werewolves and Demons did not get along at all but all of Kanes faithful and loyal members of his kingdom, followed him blindly and never once questioned his decisions. As for the members of Gabriels kingdom.. some were very upset..
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Only Gabriel, his second in command, Balthazar and third in command, Kol knew why Kane was suddenly wanting to unify the kingdoms. He's been waiting his entire life for his mate and will have nothing stand in the way of them being together.
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Can Kane succeed in unifying the kingdoms, all the while keeping his mate safe?

!! There are sexual scenes in this book so if if you can't handle the heat, don't read. !!

Scarlet's been on the run for seven years, moving from town to town in an attempt to hide from the family she loved - who are still trying to kill her. But when she moves into the town of Kiwina, everything changes. She meets a Pack and her mom's number one rule, don't make friends, is tested. She's finding it hard to deal with the charismatic flirt and son of the Azure Pack's Alpha - unsure if she can really trust him. New information about her old life comes to light and nothing will ever be the same.

"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...


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A small smirk crept up on Adrian's face and a very dirty image ran through my mind, making my face burn.

Oh Goddess....

If it had been just me alone, I might have just let my fingers slip between my thighs. It was like a porn movie was going through my head. I didn't know about Aiden and Logan but Adrian could surely smell my arousal from where he was.

I wanted him to fucking stop this invasion of my thoughts; I didn't want him to toy with my mind like this anymore.

Adrian's naked image in my brain smirked at me and said, "You can't stop this, Celeste. Not until everyone in this fucking room gets it into their head that you are mine."


Moon Winters, a simple woman leading a simple life among humans, is suddenly thrust into a world full of Werewolves, Vampires and Witches. Her entire life turns out to be a lie and she realises that she is far from being a human. With only her two inner voices and her gut feeling to guide her, she has to find out a way to survive...

And make a choice between her two mates - the dangerously seductive, Alpha King Adrian Wolfe and Vampire Kingdom's hot and charming-as-hell, Second In-command Aiden Vamp. While Adrian Wolfe is already married to his pregnant wife, Aiden has other secrets to hide.

Will she find out in time? Or will it be too late for her?

Aurelia Henley has been trained by her Father to take over his title as Alpha since she was younger, even though that is completely unheard of. All of that comes crashing down around her though, after it's revealed on her 18th Birthday that he's just been letting her think that. Instead he's turned her into a weapon, and the most powerful Luna shifters have ever known... all in the name of a political alliance.

When an old friend appears unexpectedly, and they turn out to be mates - Alliances will be strained, hidden enemies will step from the shadows, friends will be united and torn apart and the battles are only getting larger.

Will they be able to stop history from repeating itself again?

AUTHOR NOTES: Thanks for joining me here! This story has now changed it's name from "All is not fair, in Love and War" to "The Luna Warrior" and has now been signed exclusively to Anystories! Eeeek! This story will be also updated with a MINIMUM of a chapter per day until it's completion! I also have two other stories on the go called "Sold to the Mafia" and "Predator" that you can click through to my profile to read now!

While in school, Hillary Futon was dared by her friends to kiss her childhood crush, Nathan Trent. He’s the cutest boy in school and it’s rumored that he is the only heir of the Trents group of companies.
She kept shying away from it because everyone knows how much Nathan hates to be with a woman. But on their graduation day, she decided to just take the challenge and do it just for fun…
She never knew that her life is going to change after that one kiss. She never knew that her presence would melt the ice around Nathans's heart.

Hi there.

Have you ever heard of the San Francisco Boys?

No? That’s surprising.

They’re kind of hard to miss — masks, billions of followers on YouTube, death-defying stunts that make your heart stop mid-beat. Reckless. Untouchable. Addictive to watch.

Yeah … those guys.

BUT … these stories ain’t really about them.
Not exactly.

They’re about the girls who get pulled into their chaos … and survive. About what happens when one of those boys stops being a legend… and becomes your worst mistake.

How do I know?

Because I’m one of those girls.

Melaena Angélica Blackburn.

A girl who fell for a San Francisco boy.

Damion Grimm.
All-time playboy.
Professional pain in my ass.
Double world champion.
Thrill chaser with a death wish and a god complex.

He lives by the rules — HIS rules.
Ride hard.
Screw fast.
Feel nothing.

That’s how he keeps his demons on a leash.

He doesn’t do blondes.
He doesn’t do promises.
And he sure as hell doesn’t do me — his best friend’s little sister.

He shattered me first.

And I’ve hated him ever since … or maybe I just needed a reason to.

Because hate … it can feel a lot like something else when it burns hot enough.

But … the Blackburn name is cursed.
My psycho grandfather?
Yeah. Even death didn’t shut him up.

Old enemies crawl back. Secrets crack open. Monsters rise.

And I learn real fast that evil doesn’t always look like a monster. Sometimes it wears a familiar face.

Control slips. Lines blur. Fate? She’s a cruel bitch.

But I’m not the girl who breaks. I’m the one who burns.

And if I want love … I’m going to have to break every damn rule to get it.

"Baby..." Kane whispered in a deep husky voice. Trixie slowly lifted her head to look up at him. Kane was already moving his face closer to hers, he stopped right where his lips were barely grazing hers. He looked into her eyes and leaned in more and gently pressed his lips to Trixies. Her lips were so soft and so damn plump. He was a bit shocked when she immediately kissed him back, he thought she would hesitate a little but she didn't. She wanted this just as much as he did.

Rumors have it that the Eternal King was ruthless, showed no mercy and despised all creatures that weren't his own kind. For his ten thousand years of life he has only been spotted on Earth once, saving his brothers life, then never to be seen again. That was until he felt his mate being born..
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For the past 18 years, King Kane has been trying to unify his kingdom with King Gabriel.. the king of all werewolves, lycans, witches, vampires and all other supernatural beings. Rumors went around about the the two kingdoms becoming one. Werewolves and Demons did not get along at all but all of Kanes faithful and loyal members of his kingdom, followed him blindly and never once questioned his decisions. As for the members of Gabriels kingdom.. some were very upset..
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Only Gabriel, his second in command, Balthazar and third in command, Kol knew why Kane was suddenly wanting to unify the kingdoms. He's been waiting his entire life for his mate and will have nothing stand in the way of them being together.
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Can Kane succeed in unifying the kingdoms, all the while keeping his mate safe?

!! There are sexual scenes in this book so if if you can't handle the heat, don't read. !!
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She trembled from excitement and her hands clawed at him to do something about the feelings he was prompting in her.

Alex kissed the tip of her head before pulling her shirt off as gently as he could to not cause her fright or alarm, her hands moved to shield her body from his eyes.

"Shh, " He urged to her ear, "I won't hurt you, let me love you."


When he dropped, a black wolf lay in place of the human in the fog, it was as black as midnight with sleek fur that shone in the dark, the scar on the man's face was exactly as the one on the wolf's, its eyes were the sleekest of black with a touch of gold that lit as per his feelings. His paw slapped unto the ground in a strong yet firm move.


His memory was back, and he was Alexander de Luca the second. The Alpha of the strongest, most respected pack with the most powerful council of leaders. His pack. The De Luca Pack, where honor comes first.


"I am half human and half wolf. A werewolf and marking you means we're connected in every way that matters. I can feel it in me that you're not a mere human too but I can't find a wolf in you, I'll break this mystery of yours my Belle."


A shivering ten year old Isabelle Kane Knight, the sole heir and future Queen of the Bane Pack bore the grand weight and protection of her Pack.

Born a human with Fae blood coursing through her veins, Isabelle lost her werewolf mother and human father at the tender age of 4 to a brief illness that swiped through her Pack and left as briskly as it came.

For her security and that of the Pack as well as their whole future, Isabelle was made to disappear from the face of the earth but not before her Grandfather, Christopher Knight, the former Alpha of the Bane Pack handed her the secret that would revive her Pack's great name. At birth she was betrothed to the Alpha of the most powerful and strongest Pack, Alexander De Luca of the De Luca Pack which was the Bane Pack's closest ally pack.

None heard of the slender, slim boned beauty until several years later.

Now, ten years after her disappearance, Isabelle comes across a bloodied man with solid masculinity left for the dead in her territory where none has ever breached. The stranger awakens and ignites a passion unlike any other in the deepest part of her soul, the most exciting part was how the feeling was felt in him a thousand times greater than in her. A stranger whose memories of his past eluded him wholly.

What happens if the true and actual betrothal edict gets ignored and unfulfilled? What will be of the Packs involved?

Isabella Addison

An aspiring woman with a kind heart and firm determination, stumbles upon the Billionaire only to find herself lost in his world of darkness and loneliness. With the contract restricting her heart from falling for him,she emerges as the sun in his gloom and dusky life.

Julien Louis Fernando

The heartthrob Billionaire who desires nothing more than what he has. Fame , Money , Power and women all under his fingers. When the news of naming the company as his brother's is broken to him , he desires nothing but a heir. A heir to be his stepping stone to takeover the Company.


"I will leave my imprint on both your soul and your little body by the end of our contract,Bella"

He breaths into my ears while making my back touch the wall behind us. His blue-orbs meet mine with such intensity as if looking through my soul,making a mockery of me for giving in to the Billionaire's Contract..but at the same time soft as if hold a precious possession.

"From today You are mine Bella" he smirked, placing a kiss on my collarbone before claiming my trembling lips.

So now that you finished fondling my beta. I guess we should settle whatever this is between us.” Damien said.

My heart jumped hearing his voice. Goddess, he really was perfect. “ I was not fondling your Beta,” I rolled my eyes at him. “For such a mighty powerful Alpha, you didn’t even notice that your Beta purposely tripped me.”

“Did you just roll your eyes at me.” Damien growled while leering at me, ignoring my comment about Alex tripping me on purpose.

Something about the aggression he was showing started to build a fire in my core. I bit my lip. And looked up at him. “And if I did?” I said egging him on. As soon as I said the words I knew I had made a mistake. Damien was upon me and grabbed me around the waist dragging me to the couch. He lowered me down and was instantly on top of me.


Since Guinevere was a child her dream was to leave the Blue Moon pack and to start a life for herself. A life where she wouldn’t be known as the Traitors Daughter. Unfortunately the day she turns 18 she finds her mate, and he just so happens to be the Alpha of the Blue Moon pack.

Alpha Damien is the Alpha of the Blue Moon pack. He is 24 and still unmated. There have been rumors around the pack that the Valencia men have been cursed by the moon goddess, why else would Damien’s dad, Sam lose his mate to another wolf, and Damien still remain unmated?

"Don't play coy with us, Jacqueline. You know that we want you," Grady was to my back and kissed my naked shoulder excruciatingly slowly.

We...oh, fuck.

Since a very young age, Jacqueline has always been the adventurous type. Growing up she didn't change, her curiosity developed in all aspects of her life. But watching her mom wilted away because of her dad's affairs made her swear not to fall for any man.

She moved miles away from home to free herself of her family's hypocrisy and judgemental view of their social circle. Jacqueline couldn't believe the day when she was recruited by an escort agency. Her love of intimacy was reflected in ways she always imagine.

The lack of family closeness made her crave attention from others, up until the day she met the twins, from then on she never felt so suffocated in all her life.

"How old are you?"
"I am 18."
He chuckled. "Little wolf."
"What, how old are you?"
"I am 29."
she laughed. "Old wolf."
Callum had to admit it probably looked ridiculous. He was a big bad alpha being led around by a tiny she-wolf. She pulled him to the tree line and started to strip. He watched as she removed her clothes. Her body was designed perfectly. She was toned all over. Callum felt a strong urge to lick them. His pants were incredibly tight at this point.


Daisy had done the unthinkable, and because of the choices she made as a child, she was shunned by her pack. For the past eight years, it was just her. Until she turned sixteen and got her wolf Summer. When Daisy’s mate Callum comes to her pack, she feels the mate bond. But joining him will certainly put his pack in jeopardy.

As soon as their skin touches, Ember felt like her am going to combust. He must have felt it to because he pushed her into the wall slamming her back against it. Pushing her mouth to his. she felt his hands roaming her body as he was exploring her mouth.

“I'm Hayden.”the man said.

Since the accident at her 16th Birthday, she's thought she was cursed. She forced to live a life alone with her beast--until she meets Hayden. Her alpha, her mate. Maybe it wasn't a curse, but a blessing.

On a day that Rowan had nowhere to go, he found Eleanor in the tea room with a book in her hand. She wore a simple white dress and was draped over the couch as if she were posing for a painting. Her dark curls fell behind her and he faltered for a moment. She really was the picture of beauty. Fair skin, rosy cheeks, a soft look. Unlike him, dressed in simple khakis, with a tunic tucked into them.

He wanted more of her. More than she could possibly be willing to give. Rowan knew Eleanor felt something that night, but he was sure that it was a spur-of-the-moment feeling. Eleanor had never been with a man before, and she was now living with one. She was innocent in that aspect. She knew nothing of the world of pleasure.

Rowan had been with many women in the past, but he never wanted them like he wanted Eleanor. He strived for something more than physical. He wanted to know what it felt like to feel her soft body on his. He wanted her to want him. Need him. More than someone who answered her questions or did things for her.

There was a heavy sense of shame that came with these feelings. Eleanor Louis was nothing more than a mission to him and he was jeopardizing everything because his stomach fluttered every time she was near.

He could not have her. She would not have him.

He needed to get that.
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He hated the noble.

Nobility was all she knew.

He wanted to bring them to their knees.

She wanted to escape from under them.

Marriage was approaching quickly from the horizon, could they find a common ground before then?

I flicked my gaze up toward her, and she grinned down at me. She tipped the wine glass back and downed the entire contents in two gulps. Was she trying to get trashed?

Genevieve’s hand on the back of the chair slipped, her eyes widening as she began to fall.

I hadn’t moved that fast in ages.

I swooped in and wrapped my arm around her waist to hold her up. In doing so, though, the robe twisted in my grasp and opened further, Genevieve’s bralette the only thing standing in my way of seeing her beautiful body.

It took every ounce of willpower to drag my eyes back up to her face where she watched me carefully. There was a drunken sheen to her eyes, but her face was a beet red. It was more than the alcohol. I knew this because she averted her gaze and pressed her trembling lips together. She was embarrassed. It was fucking adorable.

“I’m sorry,” she breathed out.

“Maybe you’ve had enough for tonight.”

Genevieve nodded softly, still refusing to look at me.

“Maybe I’ll go to bed.”

Genevieve Blake was a well-known, almost famous, erotic romance author. She enjoyed meeting her fans and writing stories that made even her blush. What she hadn't planned on, though, was for a stalker to come out from the shadows and threaten her life. When the police can't do anything, she turns to Grim Security to protect her against the deranged lunatic. But who's going to protect her heart, and her body, from the intensity of Raphael Bard?

Despite her efforts to be a dutiful wife, Roxanne's marriage becomes increasingly unbearable. She discovers that her husband is having an affair with a scheming socialite. Roxanne’s heartbreak and humiliation push her to the brink, leading her to make a daring decision: she leaves behind her luxurious life to find herself anew.

Roxanne’s journey of self-discovery takes her to the bustling city of Paris. Through a series of chance encounters, she befriends the charismatic and free-spirited artist, Who in turn becomes Roxanne’s guide to a world of pa*sion, art, and liberation that she had never known before.

The novel beautifully portrays her metamorphosis from a timid and abandoned wife to a confident and independent woman. Through mentorship, Roxanne discovers her own artistic talents and finds solace in painting, using the canvas as a means to express her emotions and aspirations.

However, Roxanne’s past catches up with her as news of her transformation reaches London society. Lucian, realizing the depth of his mistakes, embarks on a journey to win back his estranged wife. The novel takes an unexpected turn as Roxanne is torn between the life she had left behind and the newfound freedom she has come to cherish.

Her marriage, which has lasted for three years, ends in a divorce. The whole city laughs at her and mocks her for being the abandoned wife of a wealthy family. Six years later, she returns to the country with a pair of twins. This time, she has taken a new lease on life and is now a world-renowned genius doctor. Countless men are now lining up to court her and marry her, until one day, her daughter tells her that “Daddy” has been on his knees for three days straight, begging to remarry her.

"This is a mistake," Ethan whispered, his voice hoarse. "We can't…we shouldn't…"
But his hand lingered on Caleb's arm, his fingers tightening, his thumb tracing a slow, deliberate pattern on his skin. Caleb leaned in, drawn by an invisible force, and the space between them closed. He could feel Ethan's breath on his face, the heat in his body, the desperation in his eyes. His own desire was a raging storm inside him, a need so overwhelming it threatened to consume him.
He met Ethan’s mouth, their lips meeting in a kiss that was both desperate and tender, a collision of years stolen and unspoken desires. It was a kiss that spoke of pain and longing, of buried secrets and unfinished business. It was a kiss that threatened to unearth everything they had tried so hard to forget.
Ethan groaned into his lips, his fingers tangling in Caleb’s hair, pulling him closer, and Caleb felt himself falling, letting go of everything he thought he was, and sinking into the warmth of the moment, the heat of Ethan’s body, the intoxicating taste of his kiss.

A s*xy female boss and a hot pants-dripping male employee. What could go wrong?

" So you want me to be your sub?” He asked with a smirk.

" That's what you heard,”

" You've gotta be crazy,”


Billionaire heiress Ariana Stone Miller has always called the shots. Until she meets her assistant, Hardin. Suddenly, control is a two-way street.

By day, she's the demanding boss, by night, he's her untamable pleasure. But can their passionate battles of dominance translate into love? Or will their clash of wills leave them both powerless?

Find out.

I was pregnant, but my husband wanted to divorce me because his first love had fallen seriously ill and had less than six months to live.

He wanted to divorce me and then marry his first love. He asked me to wait for him, to wait until his first love passed away so he could remarry me.

My heart was shattered. I was completely disappointed in this man. I terminated the pregnancy and decided to live the rest of my life for myself!

When he discovered I was gone, he became extremely anxious and searched for me like a madman!

But it was already too late...

His finger began to move again, rubbing tight circles on my clit as his thumb slipped inside me, pumping in and out in a slow, deliberate rhythm.
I moaned into his mouth, my body moving with his thumb, my hips bucking as I chased my release. "Tom, please," I whispered against his lips.
"Come for me, Sara," he growled, his finger pressing harder against my clit. "Let me feel you come on my hand."


Sara thought she had found the perfect love with her boyfriend Matt, until a devastating betrayal shattered her world. Seeking solace, she turns to a passionate one-night stand with a mysterious stranger, only to discover he is her new professor, Tom.
Tom's world is not what it seems - he is the son of a billionaire, and his father is pressuring him to abandon his professorship and take over the family business.
Will Sara find the courage to follow her heart, or will societal norms and past betrayals tear them apart?