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“I reject you.” Three words shattered her soul. Her mate bond severed, her future stolen. But in the silence of heartbreak… the Moon Goddess answered. Four Alphas. Four packs. One Queen Luna to unite them or be their undoing Book One A Choice Lost to Fate Evandra Johnson is the Luna of the Pearl Pack and life is going great.... until it isn't. What she thought was a happy marriage to the love of her life, Jalen, her mate and Alpha, turns to something she doesn't recognize overnight. How did she not see the signs? He chose an Omega over her and now the pack will have a new Luna. Now she is faced with heartbreak, pain, humiliation, and a new sense of hopelessness. She has no family to turn to, no friends outside of the Pearl Pack and nowhere to go. Staying a lone wolf means she accepts the status of a rogue. But approaching another pack's territory could cost her life. After her mate's rejection and being banished from her pack, she must figure out her own way. Although she is a trained warrior and has a fierce wolf spirit within her, many dangers await in the forest. She is weakened by the strain of her mate's rejection, making her vulnerable and putting her at great risk. Can she find herself before her wolf becomes a feral beast she no longer can control, or will she rise above? *Sexually graphic scenes, multiple mates. The Fated Series is a fast-paced shifter romance mini series presented to you in three parts. Book One: A Choice Lost to Fate Book Two: A Choice to Survive Book Three: A Choice Bound in Blood

"Forty Flames" An erotic anthology of 40 scorching stories where desire ignites in the most unexpected places. From the quiet intensity of a late-night office confrontation between a demanding professor and his brilliant graduate student, to the charged silence of a stuck elevator, a storm-lashed lighthouse, and forbidden hotel rooms—each tale explores the raw, electric moment when restraint finally snaps. Whether it’s rivals turning lovers, age-gap temptations that refuse to be denied, best friends’ siblings crossing sacred lines, or carefully negotiated nights of dominance and surrender, these stories dive deep into the delicious friction between intellect and hunger, power and vulnerability, shame and need. Featuring blistering boy/girl encounters, passionate boy/boy connections, intoxicating girl/girl seductions, plus stories rich with age-gap tension, taboo longing, and explicit BDSM/kink dynamics, Forty Flames delivers a full spectrum of desire. Every story is packed with slow-burn sexual tension, sharp emotional insight, and scenes that will leave you breathless—intimate, consensual, and unapologetically hot. Step inside these pages and surrender to the kind of heat that rewrites the rules.

For one year, I believed Matteo De Luca had truly fallen in love with me. Our marriage began as an alliance, but he held me every night, kissed me before council meetings, and fastened the De Luca Donna brooch at my throat as if I already belonged beside him. Then his first love, Vanessa Ashford, came back. Within days, our official ceremony was postponed, her access was added to the Donna wing, and Matteo stopped wearing the family signet he once used to claim me in public. He said it was council business. But council business did not leave amber perfume on his skin. It did not sit beside him on a private jet to Palm Beach. And it certainly did not smile from the Donna’s chair while his friends watched me lose my place. The final humiliation came at a private dinner, when someone asked whether I was Matteo’s wife. He looked at me, then said calmly, “Elena and I have an arrangement.” That night, I stopped waiting to be chosen. Matteo could keep his first love, his title, and the home he let her enter. I packed my passport, my Florence contract, and the prenatal report he had never seen. Then I left New York with his child.

After my grandmother passed away, my parents brought me back from the countryside to the city. That was when I learned I had a younger sister, born a mere year after me. My mother sat me down and reminded me that as the oldest sister, I needed to learn to yield to my siblings in everything. I nodded quietly, understanding my place. In this household, I ranked fourth. Later, my little brother was born, and my standing effortlessly plummeted from fourth to fifth. The turning point came during the summer of my sophomore year of college. When I returned home for the holidays, I discovered the front door had been outfitted with a brand-new, high-tech smart lock. They had completely forgotten to mention it to me. Clutching a dead phone, I sat on the hot concrete of the stairwell, waiting from two o'clock in the afternoon until ten o'clock at night. When they finally emerged, they were dragging luggage behind them, laughing and chatter-boxing about the highlights of their recent vacation. The four of them were wearing matching family T-shirts. Naturally, there wasn't one for me. As my dad begrudgingly attempted to program my thumbprint into the system, he let out a sharp, irritated click of his tongue. "The master administrator account only permits five profiles. There's no room to add another." My mom barely looked up. "Just set her up with a temporary guest token. We can manually authorize her whenever she decides to visit." As I stood there stunned, my brother laughed. "Shelly registered the dog's nose print into the system. She said he's an important member of the family. Guess that leaves you out of the slot!" In a family of five, the dog claimed the fifth tier, and I ranked sixth. That very night, I quietly filled out the application to join a classified frontier research program. I understood that when a visitor's time ran out, the only proper thing to do was take their leave.

The day my daughter, Holly Rivera, got her acceptance letter from Bellmont University, I filed my tenth lawsuit against her homeroom teacher, Natalie Martin. The result was exactly what you would expect. I lost again. Outside the courthouse, a group of parents pointed at me and started yelling. "Ms. Martin got the whole class into top schools, and Holly still made Bellmont. Why are you suing her ten times?" Holly stood there as well, looking at me like she didn't recognize me anymore. "I'm done being your daughter," she said. I didn't answer. By then, I already knew the lawsuits weren't going to change anything. That same night, I threw Holly a celebration dinner and invited her entire class. When the parents came to pick up their kids, they found 40 bodies hanging in the banquet hall. Holly was one of them. The police took me in on the spot. An officer dropped the surveillance footage on the table, each frame capturing me stringing them up. His eyes were bloodshot as he leaned in. "Start talking. Why did you kill 40 people? Even your own daughter?" I leaned back and opened my hands. "Why did I do it? Ask Ms. Martin. She'll explain everything."

Existing on an era where women has less priviledge than men, Utopia strived to show the people of her world the importance of their existence. Yet before she can even shine and outlive such ridiculous belief that her world has, her fate was sealed by a decree. Fighting love and the enivitable, Utopia finds herself tangled in the mysterious secret of her existence and riot the dark side of her world has.