Nightwood

Kristine Iglesias chooses the ultimate weapon for her revenge when her boyfriend cheated: A one night stand with his enemy. The irresistible, dominating, heartless billionaire, Zayne Nightwood. One night. One opportunity. The news of their unforgettable one-night stand and her pregnancy spread like fire caught on silk. A scandal was created, risking both hers and his image. But there was a catch. Everyone thought Zayne got her pregnant but the child was not Zayne’s but Edric’s. In her one drunken mistake, she saw an opportunity, a dark path to annihilate all the obstacles, to make all her enemies pay. Subsequently, Kristine and Zayne decide to marry, to fool the public and avoid allegations. All on the demand that she will be all Zayne’s. From her soul to every inch of her pretty skin. From her life to that unborn child’s life– all shall belong to him. When both of them had secretive motives behind this marriage, trusting each other or falling in love was going to be hard. But how can they resist each other when both of them got addicted to each other?

Lyra Nightfall, Luna, gentle but powerful, is betrayed and murdered by her Mate, Kael Thorn, the ruthless Alpha and Selena Voss, the scheming Beta's daughter of Bloodmoon Pack. Lyra is reborn, she comes back as a strong, colder yet no longer naive Wolf. In the midst of all that has happened to her, in sweeps Darius Blakwood, a rival Alpha, who catches the reborn scent of Lyra.

Rejected. Broken. Forgotten. Zoe Berry was once the unwanted, wolfless girl of Blue Mountain Pack—betrayed by her mate, abandoned by her family, and left to survive alone. But fate had other plans. Reborn in the powerful Red Water Pack, Zoe rises from nothing into a fierce warrior… and something far more dangerous—the legendary White Wolf. When she’s forced to return to the pack that destroyed her, old wounds reopen, secrets unravel, and the mate who rejected her now refuses to let her go. But Zoe isn’t the same girl anymore. As ancient powers awaken and a dark enemy emerges from the shadows, Zoe must choose between the life she built… and the destiny she was born for. Because this time, She’s not the one being rejected. She’s the one who decides who survives.

At Blood Oath Academy, no one arrives by chance—except Virelle Noctra. Marked by a power that shouldn’t exist, Virelle is summoned into a hidden world where vampires and werewolves train under fragile, ancient laws. But from the moment she steps inside, something is wrong. Her blood doesn’t belong to either side… yet both crave it. A ruthless vampire heir watches her like prey. A dangerous wolf alpha feels his instincts bend toward her. And beneath the academy, something older than both species begins to stir—something that recognises her. As alliances fracture and desire turns lethal, Virelle is pulled into a power struggle she doesn’t understand but can’t escape. The more her abilities awaken, the clearer the truth becomes: She isn’t just part of the war. She’s the reason it’s starting. And when the blood oath breaks, everyone will have to choose Kneel… or burn.

Every she-wolf in Crescent Ridge knew the Nightwood name. Lola did not. She grew up in the pack orphanage with no bloodline sponsor, no rich family background, no seat among the pack’s royalties. Some wolves were born into power. Others had to fight for every inch. Lola fought. She worked day and night, building something out of nothing until the Moon Goddess finally blessed her with a fated mate—Alpha Tristain Herdez. He was Powerful, respected, desired by every she-wolf. Five years after their wedding, their house was still empty. The pack physician revealed the truth: Tristain could never father a child. Lola kept his secret and buried herself in work, building a company that all of Texas admired. Then she collapsed during a press conference. Stage four cancer. Less than a year to live. While she prepared to leave a legacy behind, Tristain returned home one day with a newborn, claiming the baby was abandoned at the pack gate. But the child had Tristain’s face and her best friend’s eyes. And Lola was running out of time to uncover the truth.

At the Nightwood Clan's feast celebrating our victory over the hunters, I was accused by Julia—a fledgling freshly turned from a blood servant. The charge? Stealing fifteen crates of mana crystals and hundreds of vials of the finest rare bloods. She pointed a finger at me, her voice ringing with self-righteousness. "Are we going to let a selfish thief like her continue to control this clan's lifeblood? I propose she be thrown into the Silverwater dungeons immediately!" I looked to Joseph, the Earl of Nightwood, the man I had loved for a hundred years. He knew damn well all of it—the blood, the crystals—was mine. My gift to the clan. I needed those crystals to heal the wounds I took in the fighting, and the rare blood was the only way we could call on our allies. But the man who'd been tangled in my sheets just last night now stared at me coldly. "Julia has records of you stealing clan resources. What do you have to say for yourself?" A smirk touched my lips. "I have nothing to say." So, they thought I was some fool they could just push around. They had no idea I was a descendant of the most powerful Vampire Prince of all, Valerius. If they wanted to play games with me, they’d better be prepared for my revenge.