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"Dad I've told you a hundred times, I don't need a body guard." I growled, my eyes locked on the god-like man at his side.Arabella Adair, the only heir of the Alpha King, detests her strikingly yet silent body guard. A mask shields half of his face, leaving only his intoxicating eyes and tousled hair revealed. The strange gloves he constantly wears, and the refusal to speak continues to drive Arabella mad. In the midst of the chaos in her Kingdom, she sets her attention on her body guard. Her insane attraction to her mysterious body guard fuels her need for the truth. More determined than ever, she plans to use everything at her disposal to uncover his secrets.

They said a wolfless omega like me should be grateful for any mate. They didn't mention he'd reject me in front of three hundred wolves on my twenty-second birthday. For fourteen years, I survived as Silverpine Pack's punching bag, always starved, beaten, and told I was worthless. Tonight was supposed to change everything. My fated mate, Beta Marcus Kane, was supposed to claim me. Instead, he chose my cruel stepsister and condemned me to the silver chamber. So I ran. Straight into rogue territory. Straight into them. Kael, Damon, and Reece Blackthorn: three exiled alpha bikers with reputations as dark as their wolves. Dangerous and deadly. And somehow... all three are my fated mates. They say shared mates only occur in the most powerful bloodlines. They say it's a gift from the moon goddess herself. But I'm nobody. I'm broken. I don't even have a wolf. Except I do. And she's not just any wolf. She's a White Wolf, a bloodline extinct for two centuries. The kind of power that alphas kill for. The kind of power my stepfather has been suppressing with poison and dark magic since I was eight years old. Now my wolf is awakening, the Blackthorn brothers are falling for me despite their blood curse counting down to destruction, and the corrupt Wolf Council wants me dead or controlled before I become unstoppable. The stepfather who tortured me is coming to finish what he started. My ex-mate is dying from our severed bond and is desperate to reclaim me. And three devastatingly possessive alphas have made it clear: anyone who wants me goes through them first. I'm done being the victim. Done being weak. Done apologizing for existing. They wanted a monster? The White Wolf has awakened. She's coming for everyone who tried to break her.

When Nyelle’s father betrays the Alpha King, Killian, she becomes the pawn in a ruthless game of vengeance. Kidnapped and humiliated, Nyelle is forced into Killian’s world, where his cold cruelty clashes with the restless hunger of his wolf. Bound to share his chambers, she endures torment, isolation, and the weight of a secret curse that shackles her wolf. But fate weaves danger and tenderness together. In stolen glances, protective gestures, and fragile trust, Nyelle begins to see a man beneath the armor of the Alpha King. Their bond deepens in moments of survival, shared laughter, and quiet intimacy—until betrayal and blood threaten to tear everything apart. When Nyelle’s wolf finally awakens, it’s in a storm of violence and desperation that costs Killian’s brother his life—and Nyelle her place at Killian’s side. Convinced she deceived him, Killian casts her back into her father’s cruel grasp, only to discover too late that she carried his child. Shattered by guilt and love, he wages war to reclaim her. The truth unravels in blood: a curse conspired by her father and his brother kept Killian blind to their true mate bond. But even with the curse revealed, scars remain—Nyelle’s trust is fragile, and Killian must fight harder than any battle to win her heart again. Through heartbreak, betrayal, and redemption, their love is forged in fire. And when the final threat rises, they face it not as enemies or strangers, but as true mates and equals. United at last, Killian and Nyelle rise as Alpha King and Queen, their bond unbreakable, their legacy secured.

“If you leave this palace tonight, you become prey” Lyra Vale got rejected by her fated mate like yesterday’s trash, hauled into enemy land, and turned into the single most lethal prize a blood-soaked kingdom has ever drooled over. In Dravenhold they don’t chain prisoners. They drape them in silk that costs more than most packs see in a lifetime and call them queen. Kael Draven, the Enemy King, had every reason to slit her throat the second she hit his dirt. Instead he put his mouth to her ear and claimed her protection. Claimed her. Now the whole damn continent whispers the same filthy truth: her blood can make kings. Or drown them. The past won’t stay buried. Rowan, the Alpha who ripped her heart out to “save his people,” creeps back through the shadows with one desperate, cocky demand: come back to me. Stay here and she becomes Kael’s living blade, soaked in power and whatever else he decides to take from her body. Leave, and she lights the match that turns every pack into smoking graves. One man wants her soul to rule with. The other already shattered it and still thinks he deserves the pieces. Lyra’s done being the girl who waits to be chosen. In a world where power gets ripped out of throats, not politely handed over… she isn’t prey anymore. She’s the f*cking throne. And she’s deciding who bleeds for the right to sit on it.

At Blackwood Academy, the best way for the weak to survive is to be invisible. Gwendolyn lived like that—hiding behind thick glasses, an outdated hairstyle, and oversized uniforms to conceal her true beauty. She accepted being ridiculed as a clumsy nerd for peace. No one knew she was actually the heiress of a top-tier powerful conglomerate. However, endurance could not shield her from the cruelty of high society. A merciless romantic bet exposed, her sincerity turned into a joke, and a cold rejection from her family drove her into a fateful rainy night. Falling into the abyss, Gwen thought death would end it all. But she didn't die; she only awakened. After the summer break, Gwen returned with a sharp, layered haircut, a refined style, and a cold, independent aura. She didn't care about revenge because those who once trampled on her were no longer in her league. She only wanted peace. Yet, the tree wishes to be still, but the wind will not subside. The instigator of the bet grows restless; the boy who once ignored her now begs for her gaze; and the elite try to corner her again. They forget that the line between a lamb and an alpha White Wolf is paper-thin. If any fool dares to cross the line, Gwen will use her terrifying capability and family backing to crush their pride under her heels. The chessboard has flipped. Do not anger a wealthy heiress seeking peace, and absolutely... Do not wake the White Wolf!

Kazia is taken in as a slave by Murad, a notorious Lycan king, who ends up getting obsessed with a helpless Kazia and forces her to be his newest pet. He brands her with his initials that gives him ownership over her and Kazia believes she'd never find a way out of her misery until she meets another Lycan king, Kavan, who turns out to be her mate. The unspoken rule of the Lycan Kings of the seven kingdoms was that none of them were allowed to touch or admire each other's branded pets. Will Kavan keep to this rule and abandon his mate or is he willing to go against the norms for the freedom of his mate?