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Kaira Blackwood has never fit in at Shadowdale Academy. She was mute, powerless, and constantly rejected by her peers. But when the academy welcomes its new professor, Zane Blackthorn, an intimidating Alpha with a dangerous reputation, her world shifts forever. He’s strict, forbidden, and ten years older… but also the one fate has bound her to. Drawn into a bond of passion, betrayal, and secrets, Kaira must fight to unlock her wolf and claim her place in a world that has already marked her as different. Because one thing is certain: nothing is more dangerous than being bound to your hot Alpha professor when you have no powers of your own.

Rejected by her mate and boyfriend on her prom night, Lyric Ashton vowed to never have a mate or be involved with the werewolf shenanigans. However, destiny had a different plan for her. Not only was she mated against her will; she was mated to no one else but her Professor. A forbidden romance, yet even the strictest rules are no match for what fate has in stall for Lyric's romantic journey… Wait. There's more, because this little, cursed, rejected werewolf holds something more than anyone can stand, not even her powerful ex-boyfriend stands a chance against her.

I was about to confess to my online chat partner in person when a barrage of comments suddenly flashed across my mind. [Don't bother. Jedediah is avoiding her right now. He's regretting ever mixing her up with someone else.] [It's all her fault for using a profile picture so similar to Georgia's. Otherwise, Jedediah wouldn't have gotten confused.] [It's annoying to think that when Jedediah lost a game, it was the supporting role, Monica, who comforted him. All those sweet words he said were meant for the female lead, Georgia.] [Jedediah is grossed out by it, too. Georgia only added him as a friend yesterday. It's so frustrating.] [Monica is a bane!] Dazed, I ran into Jedediah Merritt, who had just finished playing basketball. He quickly averted his gaze, but I moved around him, shoving the love letter into his roommate's hands. Online chat partner? I had more than one, sending my goodnight voice messages to several people every night.

At my daughter’s graduation party, the laptop I gave her turned out to be the same model as the one my ex-wife's boyfriend gave her. She slammed the computer I bought violently onto the ground, smashing it to pieces. "You obviously knew Chad was going to give me this, yet you bought the same one. You just want to make Chad look bad!" My daughter screamed hysterically at me, while my ex-wife flashed a malicious smile. Half a month later, my daughter secretly drugged me during dinner. When I woke up, I found myself smuggled across the border, trapped inside a cold iron cage. On stage, the auctioneer announced, "Today, we're auctioning off every single organ from this man's body. Highest bidder wins!" Meanwhile, my daughter sat down below the stage, her gaze filled with venomous hatred. "Connor, since you love buying identical things just to steal everyone else's spotlight, today, we'll let you steal the spotlight to your heart's content! "Let's see which of your organs you actually have the power to save on your poor worker's salary!" As my heart turned to stone, I silently awakened the system that I had neglected for many years. [Ding—Host has successfully activated the Damage Transfer System.]

You know those tropes you love? Fake dating. Forbidden romance. One-night stand that comes back to bite you. Yeah. That's my life now. My ex cheated. I got drunk. I found the most beautiful man in the bar and asked him to erase my memory with his dick. One night. No names. No strings. Then I walked into my first class. And guess who's standing at the front of the room? My professor. Cold. Untouchable. The man who fucked me until I forgot my own name. Now he's pretending I don't exist. Until he shows up with a contract. Ten million dollars. A year of playing his fake fiancée. Separate rooms, he says. Professional, he says. Living together. Attending galas with his hand on my lower back. Playing the perfect couple while the tension between us is thick enough to choke on. We're supposed to keep our hands to ourselves. We're not very good at following rules. His family wants me gone. Everyone thinks I'm a gold digger. But when they try to buy me off, I don't take the money. Because he looks at his father and says, "I'll walk away from everything. I don't want your company. I want her." That's when I knew. This isn't just a contract anymore. This is real. This is reckless. This is ours. So if you want to watch a cold, controlled man burn his entire world down for the woman he never expected to love... Flip the page. I dare you to resist him. I couldn't.

“Look how wet you are. All just for me.” He plunged in and I nearly cried out. “You’re so fucking tight,” he sighed, pumping hard and hard and moans escaped my mouth. The sound of skin slapping filled the air of the room. I felt my third orgasm take over. Emberlyn is drowning in medical bills, student loans, and a sister whose life depends on money she doesn’t have. One reckless night at a strip club forces her to break her own rules, and in doing so, she collides with Jaxon Sullivan, a man whose gaze feels like possession and whose touch awakens something feral inside her. By morning, Emberlyn learns the truth; the man she gave herself to is her professor and he will not let her go. Jaxon is an Alpha heir fighting for a stolen throne, and Emberlyn is his forbidden mate, human, fragile, and dangerously tempting. A bond ignited by desire puts her directly in the path of his enemies. Protection turns into possession. Desire turns into obsession. And loving him might cost Emberlyn her humanity or her life.