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***BRATVA WOLVES: BOOK 1*** Kai is known as the Beast Of New York, Russian Mafia leader and Alpha of the Blood Crest pack - and he's come to claim Caterina as his mate. Betrayed on her wedding day by her own family, then mated to the Alpha of an enemy pack, Caterina wonders if she was born under a bad moon. Terrible rumours surround Kai and his pack of bloodthirsty wolves, but as Caterina gets to know her mate better and realises that he is not the monster he is made out to be. So what exactly turned Kai into the beast he's known as? And why does the mention of prophecies seem to anger him more and more? *** He sniffs the air, then his blue eyes meet mine and shimmered that deep crimson again. As soon as our eyes meet, I feel something similar to a string pulling taut. My core throbs with a need I have never felt before as his eyes bore into mine. My heart pounds like a drumline in my chest, so loud that I am sure he could hear it. He bares his fangs in a delicious, devious grin and walks towards me, his stare knocking the wind out of me. It takes everything in me to not go to him and throw myself at his feet in submission. What was this? Why did I feel attracted to him, even when he had just ripped a young Betas throat out? He then lifts his hand and points to me. “I've come to claim my mate.” His words brought me back to reality at a screeching halt. HIS WHAT?! Book 1 - Alpha Kai Book 2 - Konstantin: The Heartless Beta

" You wish it was you screaming my name, don't you? " He asked while locking me in place with his gaze. “ I don’t know what you're talking about.” I defended. I clutched the wall behind me as he moved closer with his hand on the door above my head. Our bodies were inches apart and it was getting harder to concentrate because of his bare chest that was muscular and covered with ink. " Tell me principessa, do you think of me when you trail your fingers down your stomach and between your thighs? Do you think of me as you work yourself trying to reach the brick of euphoria? Do you imagine it's my fingers as you work faster to ease the ache between your thighs? Do you scream my name as your walls clench around your digits and your eyes roll to the back of your head when you ? " " you! " I screamed, ignoring the loud thumping of my heart against my chest. " You see, I know girls like you. You've been sheltered all your life and you crave some rebellion. Tattoos, muscular, bad boy, and an Italian accent are your undoing, right? That's all it takes to have you drooling and fawning. I'm I right, principessa? " “ You know nothing about me! " I screamed and he chuckled. “ Oh, but I do. I can smell your arousal begging me to pin you to this wall and show just how much I can make your weep for me. " He whispered in my ear. She's fire and he's ice. Sicily holds many secrets but is Brianna ready for the ones Nikolai has to offer? A life of crime, gunfire, and passion is not what she signed up for. Can she handle the enigma that is Nikolai?

Jericho St. Claire was born to rule—crown prince of Scotland, heir to both a kingdom and a powerful pack. But after a devastating accident leaves him the sole survivor, everything changes. Branded a liability and cast out by his own blood, Jericho is stripped of his birthright and forced into exile. With nothing but his Beta, Slade, at his side, he flees to the United States and disappears into a small town determined to rebuild what he’s lost. Together, they forge a new pack from the ground up—one built on loyalty, survival, and hard-earned trust. But the past refuses to stay buried. Enemies rise from the shadows, drawn by whispers of power and a prophecy that binds Jericho to a fate he never chose. Though estranged, his father watches from afar—and when danger closes in, even exile cannot sever blood ties completely. Caught between expectation and defiance, Jericho must navigate the weight of leadership, the scars of betrayal, and a mate he isn’t sure he wants—but cannot ignore. As history threatens to repeat itself, he faces a choice: follow the path carved by those before him, or break the cycle and become something greater. Forged through loss, tested by loyalty, and haunted by destiny, Jericho must rise—not as the prince he was born to be, but as the king he chooses to become.

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(Completed) My panic grows and I begin to struggle with him, "Stop! William gets off me, you don't know what you are doing." He pushes me harder against the bed, "Would you feel better if it was your British boy doing this to you?" He slurs as his hands come to touch my face. I throw my face away from his touch and I see him clench his teeth from the corner of my eyes. "You don't want me anymore?" I glare at him, "Not like this I don't. Get off me!" I say, pushing him off but he traps my hands and holds them above my head. "Stop fighting me!" He snaps, "this, this is what you want!" "No, it's not!" I exclaim, kicking my legs which are slowly growing numb from his weight against him. He raises a brow, "You love me right?" I grit my teeth at his tricky question; if I say yes, then he'll want me to want this and if I say no, that would be a lie. "Yes, but not like this!" I answer in frustration. He moves to settle properly, on my legs, "Well I think you should get to know every side of me; including this side." He sneers into my ears left ear, licking my face. His hand unfastens his belt and unzips his trousers and shoves it down. ***Karen thought telling William how she felt about him would make things better between then, little did she know it would be the exact opposite.

Kiami Lynn, remembers dying in a zombie horde after surviving 8 years of an apocalypse. Remembering how she spent her first life helping family who never truly cared, abandoning the few who genuinely loved her. Her final thoughts are filled with regret and betrayal as she succumbs to the horde, reflecting on how her misplaced loyalty led to her demise. But death is not the end, Kiami awakens ten days before the outbreak in her own past, alive, whole, and confused. She is greeted by the Ultimate Power System, a mysterious interface that grants her a Sanctuary — a space to train, store items, grow food, and prepare for survival. Within the Sanctuary, she is guided by Echo, a cryptic, riddle-speaking spirit who teaches her to cultivate new powers, master her skills, and make strategic choices. Reborn, Kiami is no longer the quiet, people-pleasing girl she once was. She is outspoken, calculating, and insightful, using the knowledge of her past life to anticipate the coming apocalypse. Over the course of ten days, she trains relentlessly, honing her reflexes, combat skills, and strategic thinking. Haunted by visions of her past mistakes, she learns the true cost of misplaced loyalty and the importance of foresight, strategy, and decisive action. Every decision carries risk, but every earned skill and reward brings her closer to becoming a survivor capable of not just enduring the apocalypse — but turning the tide of the human vs. zombie war. As the outbreak draws nearer, Kiami begins to manipulate the real world, testing her powers, setting traps, and preparing to rewrite her fate. With Echo’s riddles guiding her and the Ultimate Power System enhancing her body, mind, and strategy, she is determined that this time, nothing will stop her — no betrayal, no undead horde, no past mistakes.