LOGINLucas Blackwood ruthlessly destroyed me 5 years ago, and now I have risen from the ashes to destroy him in return. 5 years ago i was nothing but a naive, lovesick girl hopelessly devoted to Lucas Blackwood—the powerful, arrogant heir to the Blackwood Pack. My bond with Lucas undeniable, our passion feral and all-consuming. But when Lucas’s father demanded he choose power over love, Lucas shattered my heart with a brutal rejection in front of the pack and leaving me to fend for myself. Now, I am the Ice Queen of Manhattan’s corporate underworld, the formidable CEO of Carter & Co., a multi-billion-dollar empire built on intelligence, ambition, and pure spite. The woman Lucas left behind is gone, replaced by someone stronger, smarter, and far more dangerous. And now, I am coming for him. When someone mercilessly attacks Blackwood EnterprisesI am forced to confront the woman I thought I’d buried in my past, I find myself drawn into a twisted game of power and passion. My obsession with reclaiming her becomes as dark as my guilt over losing her. But this time, Selina isn’t interested in forgiveness—only revenge. What Lucas doesn’t know is that Selina holds a secret that will shatter his world. And as their brutal war escalates, the line between hatred and desire blurs until neither can tell if they’re trying to destroy each other… or devour each other whole.
View MoreSelina’s POVThe day Carter & Co. officially merged with Blackwood Industries did not feel like a thunderclap or a seismic shift—not the way most people imagined the birth of an empire, but instead rolled in with the steady, confident certainty of something that had always been meant to happen, something the universe had quietly guided into place long before any of us had seen the full picture.The boardroom was all glass and sunlight, a sweeping view of the city reflecting across polished surfaces like a promise carved into chrome and sky. Papers were signed, hands were shaken, and titles were shifted into their new, powerful arrangements, but the atmosphere was not tense or heavy. It was… triumphant. Easeful and just right.My name now sat beside Lucas’s on one of the most powerful corporate structures in the country, intertwining two worlds, legal and industrial, strategic and economic—until they became a single, unstoppable force.When the lawyers closed their briefcases and the e
He let out a huff of laughter, his lips brushing my ear. “Good.”His mouth was on me in the next second, his tongue finding my clit, the sensation making me arch up. I let out a moan, my hands tightening in his hair, pulling him closer, my hips rising to meet his mouth. He was relentless in his pursuit, his fingers rubbing inside me, his mouth sucking on my clit, the motion making me grip his head tighter.My body was trembling, the orgasm building, the sensation too much to bear.“Grant,” I gasped, my body stiffening.His fingers were gone, his mouth leaving me, the loss of his touch making me gape.“Oh no,” he murmured, rising up, his body hovering over me. “You don’t get to come yet.”There was something in his voice that made me shiver. The man was possessive and demanding, and tonight he would play the game his way.His hands were on me, unbuttoning my shirt, the buttons popping open as he yanked them wide, his mouth lowering to my chest, lips sucking on my nipple. The sensation
Vera’s POV By the time the house settled into the warm, velvety quiet of late evening, lamps casting soft golden halos across the hardwood floors, the faint scent of dinner still curling through the air like a reminder of comfort, and the peaceful weight of a long day finally sinking into my bones, I found myself lingering in the doorway of our bedroom, watching Grant as he tugged his shirt off with the kind of tired sigh that only comes from a man carrying too much responsibility on shoulders built to bear it anyway.He didn’t see me at first, too focused on unbuttoning his cuffs and rolling his sleeves, the muscles along his back flexing with that fluid strength that had always made my breath catch, not just because he was handsome, though the man was carved like a prayer answered, but because he was mine in all the ways that mattered: protector, partner, confidant, wolf, and the quiet force that steadied me when the world grew too sharp.I leaned against the doorframe, arms folded
Selina’s POV The morning unfolded with a softness that felt almost deceitful, the kind of gentle, sun-washed quiet that seeped through the kitchen windows in slow golden beams and made it absurdly easy to pretend that the world had never trembled, that nothing in the night had shifted, that life was exactly what it had been yesterday, and as I stood at the stove stirring a pan of eggs that sizzled lazily while the aroma of toast and freshly brewed coffee drifted through the house, I found it strangely calming, comforting, even, to fall back into the rhythm of domestic normalcy as though the universe itself had decided that today would be still, unremarkable, and undeserving of any questions.Lucas sat at the table, quietly scrolling through something on his phone, the steam from his mug curling upward like a lazy spiral of warmth, and although his shoulders carried the unmistakable weight of an alpha who had fought too many battles and built too many empires, his expression this morn
The Cracking of Lydia SykesLydia’s POV I had always assumed that fear was something I understood intimately, a familiar shadow lurking beneath the polished veneer of my ambition, a quiet whisper that accompanied me whenever I felt Lucas Blackwood’s gaze slide past me toward the woman who had stol
Selina’s POVI felt it the moment Lucas walked into the room, an undercurrent of tension clinging to him like the remnants of a storm, the kind that doesn’t show itself with thunder or lightning but instead with the heavy, suffocating pressure that settles in the air afterward, the kind that makes
Selina’s POVI knew something was wrong long before Lucas stepped through the door, long before the scent of the forest clung to him like smoke and danger, and long before Damon’s heartbeat, usually steady and usually warm, pressed through the walls with a rhythm that felt tighter, sharper, and and
Councilman’s POVFor the better part of three centuries, I have been the decision-maker of the wolf world, the iron voice behind the laws that bind our kind, the quiet shadow whose authority has shaped leaders, dethroned alphas, and tamed rebellions long before they grew teeth strong enough to bite
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