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They buried me as a broken, barren Luna. Their mistake was letting me walk away alive. Aurelia My fated mate traded me for my own sister's bed and threw me in a dungeon to rot. He never believed I carried his pup — and never knew that cell would cost me both the baby and my wolf, in a pool of blood. He refused to reject me; he wanted to keep me as his wolfless slave. I'd rather die. So I severed every bond in a forbidden ritual and vanished into the shadows of a rival pack. I'm a ghost now — a wolfless healer rising from the ashes, with a new name, a new face, and a reckoning the Glowing Moon pack never saw coming. I thought I was safe in the dark... until I met the King. Julian I rule with blood and iron. Love was a weakness I never wanted — until her. My court of vipers calls a wolfless Queen a flaw in my crown. Let them try me. I'll burn the world to keep what's mine — but can I breach the walls around her scarred heart before her past consumes us both?

He circled her slowly. "Strip. Get on your knees." His silver eyes burned. "I'm going to f** you until your legs give out." Seraphina held his gaze without flinching. "No." A slow smile curved her lips. "I decide now. And you'll beg before I let you taste me." His mouth opened, then shut back. The most powerful king on the continent went silent. *** She was an omega maid auctioned as tribute to settle a war debt while carrying her alpha's secret child and a bloodline that could bring every alpha to his knees. King Vaelarion wanted her body. He never planned on needing her soul. But Seraphina Vale didn't survive twenty-two years of chains to spend the rest of her life on someone else's terms.

Gianna, daughter of Highmoon’s Alpha, spent three years loving a man who never loved her back. She begged for his attention, changed herself for him, nearly destroyed herself just to become the kind of woman Cyrus of Valemont might choose. And somehow… she succeeded. She became his wife. To Cyrus, Gianna was never something to cherish –just a responsibility he couldn’t shake off. A mistake he didn’t know how to fix, until the night he pushed her down a flight of stairs. Gianna survives, barely. But when she wakes up, something is different. She doesn’t remember loving him. And for the first time in years, she can see clearly. She wants out of the marriage, desperately but Cyrus refuses to let her go. And the Lycan King who forced their union in the first place isn’t interested in undoing it either. King Nolan is feared across every territory – cold, ruthless and untouchable. What no one knows is that he’s dying. An ancient poison is slowly eating him alive, and the only thing that can save him is the blood of his fated mate… a woman he hasn’t found. Until Gianna. One accidental meeting at a royal banquet changes everything. His body reacts to her and suddenly, the impossible starts to look dangerously real. Their arrangement begins simply – her blood in exchange for his protection. Nothing more. But nothing ever stays simple. In quiet moments and hidden spaces, walls begin to crack. What starts as survival turns into something neither of them planned for… and neither of them is ready to stop. Cyrus is the last to notice. By then, Gianna is no longer the woman who begged him to love her. And this time, she’s not asking for anything.

He’s the Alpha King — ruthless, dangerous, and deadly. She’s the last of a cursed bloodline — destined to destroy the paranormal world. Once every century, the Shadow Bride is reborn, destined to kill her fated mate and bring ruin to the supernatural realm. The only way to stop her is by killing her before the curse develops. King Kaelion captures her, determined to stop the curse, but when her scent reaches him, his wolf whispers one word: Mate; everything takes another shift. She hides her identity as the Shadow bride, and he can't resist falling for her. Every brush of skin, every stolen touch, ignites a fire they can’t control. To want each other is forbidden. To act on it could mean death. Yet their bodies betray them, drawn together by something older than fate. Every heartbeat, every whispered word pulls them closer — until desire becomes a weapon as lethal as the curse that hunts her. He wants to claim her. She wants to resist. But can either survive the forbidden attraction burning between them?

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I died with my husband's betrayal on my lips and my unborn child in my womb. One moment I was Mia Weston — billionaire, wife, mother-to-be. The next, I was gone. Erased. Traded like a chess piece by the man who swore to love me forever. Then I woke up. Silk sheets. Marble walls. A maid calling me "My Lady." And a father I had never met looking me dead in the eyes saying — "You have been promised to King Zyren of the Draconis Throne. You leave at sunrise." I thought I was dreaming. I was wrong. King Zyren is not a man. He is ancient, ruthless, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only dangerous things are. He doesn't smile. He doesn't explain. He simply looks at me like I am something he has been waiting for — and that look alone makes my whole body tremble. He calls me his traded bride. I call him my nightmare. But nightmares don't look at you like you are the only breathable air in a burning room. Nightmares don't press you against cold stone walls and whisper "You will learn your place, little human" with a voice so deep it rewrites your bones. And nightmares definitely don't make you forget — even for one dangerous, breathless second — the man who killed you. I was sold to settle a debt. He had waited centuries for exactly me. Neither of us was prepared for what came next.