Some Prefer Nettles

My adopted sister won the Elixir Challenge by stealing my potion. To her shock, she was informed that the event was a selection event for the future wife of the Serpentkins' future head—the same heir who was infamously impotent, barbaric, and hideous. When the Serpentkins sent over a proposal letter, demanding her hand in marriage, my fiance panicked and promptly took my adopted sister away for a quick marriage and even consummated. Once the deed was done, she returned triumphantly, showing off the mark on her lower back. "Well, what are you going to do now, Winnie?" she gloated. "Your fiance is mine now, and you'll be twenty-five in three days. If no one comes to pick you up, you'll just be dumped into the hands of some wife-beating Rogue who is ageing and unwanted…" Actually, she was wrong—I had a choice. I went to the parlor where my parents—who were busy fixing the mess my adopted sister made—were, announcing, "If she refuses to marry the future head of the Serpentkins, I will!"

The Bloodfang Pack’s Alpha has declared a grand warrior match. A test of strength, cunning, and dominance. The werewolf who emerges victorious will not only earn the title of champion but will also claim his most beautiful daughter as a mate. But everyone knows this is just a formality. No matter who wins, I should be the one to marry Harken Shadowfang. He and I grew up together, our wolves intertwined by years of shared hunts and whispered promises beneath the full moon. He has always been my destined mate—or so I thought. The match begins, and Harken deliberately loses. I watch as he kneels in the dirt, breathing heavily, his sharp golden eyes flicking toward me with something cruel, something mocking. A chill runs down my spine. Why? Why would he do this? The victor stands tall, his fur still bristling from the heat of battle. Alaric Jaggedmane. A warrior through and through, his aura is heavy with the weight of a true Alpha—something Harken never had. Without hesitation, I step forward, lifting the warrior’s wreath. "Congratulations," I say, my voice steady. "You're now my husband." A furious snarl rips through the air. Harken storms toward me like a rabid beast, his fangs bared, his hands trembling as he snatches the wreath from my grasp. "Why didn't you pick me?" he demands, his voice bordering on madness. I meet his gaze without fear. Because in my past life, I did. I chose him. I thought he loved me. I thought we would be happy. But I was a fool. After my father’s death, Harken locked me away, keeping me weak with silver-laced drugs while he took his true mate, Ravyn Evermoon, to public events at his side. I was nothing but a tool. A stepping stone for his ambitions. A title to secure his rule. It was only then that I learned of his betrayal— of the three children he had already fathered with her. And so now, with this second chance granted to me by the Moon Goddess herself, I do not waver. I will not be Harken’s pawn again.

I raised three wolf beastmen, and they never stopped wanting me in bed. I collapsed, too tired to even think. And through the fog, I caught pieces of what they were saying. "Tch. With that body and that stamina, she really thought she could handle all three of us." "Relax. Once she's worn out enough, she'll hand us over to her sister." "Her sister will treat us way better anyway." So I gave them exactly what they wanted. I swapped them for my sister's snake beastman—the one who seemed completely uninterested in sex. But strangely enough, they were now so upset that they were nearly in tears. "Carol, we're yours. Only yours!"

Dante Yolando is a smart and remarkable Doctor from Saints Hok. He had no idea what to do after his residency until he met Keane Domingo. Dante takes an instant disliking to Keane due to Keane's egoistic and mannerless ways. However, when a secret brings them together, Dante begins to notices that Keane is actually rather considerate at heart. But, the pressures of Keane's job as a Mafia leave him blind to Dante's affections and Dante takes up racing to try and distract himself. Finally, when peculiar CEO, Sebastian Javernick, a guy who Dante had previously crushed on, threatens to come between them, Keane has to act fast. But will they ever find the incredible love that they deserve? What happens when a deep secret from the past brings them

Life isn't all roses, but it's also not all thorns; it's what you make it and the result of some decisions and steps you take along the way. Thorns & Roses is a coming-of-age story about Leila Adams, a high school student who experiences true friendship, terror, first love, abuse, betrayal and heartbreak while trying to find herself. Verbally abused constantly by her father, her self-esteem plummets drastically and she consequently puts up with a toxic relationship with her crush, Ackleth, and makes some poor decisions about her future. With the help of her best friend, Ella, she is able to fight her demons, dump her toxic boyfriend, get her self-esteem back on track and find true love again.

Amara had only ever known two things: fear and survival. Running from a past that left scars deeper than skin, she never expected to find safety — let alone love — in the arms of Rafael Moretti, the most feared man in the city’s underworld. Ruthless, powerful, and haunted by his own demons, Rafael never imagined someone like Amara could slip past the armor he wore like a second skin. Saving her was never part of his plan. Needing her was never supposed to happen. But when her past comes hunting and his enemies see her as his one weakness, Rafael will stop at nothing to protect her — even if it means burning down the world they know. As danger tightens its noose around them, Amara and Rafael fight for a love that was forged in chaos and baptized in blood. Together, they will build a sanctuary — a home, a family, and a future no one can ever take from them. In a world where trust is a weapon and love is the most dangerous risk of all, will they find their forever — or will the past destroy them before they ever have the chance?