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She was his mate. He rejected her publicly to save his pack. Three years later, Luna returns as a human doctor... and the only one who can save his dying pack. Kade is now Alpha, powerful, cold, and still haunted by her. But the poison killing his people leads back to his ex-fiancée. Now he must beg the woman he broke to stay. Can she forgive him before the pack dies? Or will claiming her again be the only way to save them both? Steamy werewolf romance with possessive alphas, strong heroines, and second chance love.

Choi Seo-wan is an elite detective who seems to have it all. But when psychiatrist Seo Min-gyu enters her life, her picture-perfect world begins to unravel. For the first time in his life, Min-gyu discovers love and happiness through Seo-wan. But having never learned how to love, his affection slowly twists into a dangerous obsession. As Seo-wan desperately struggles to break free, Min-gyu becomes determined to keep her by his side forever. Then, one day, Seo-wan is found covered in blood, with no memory of what happened. The only trace of Min-gyu left at the scene is his severed foot. Now the prime suspect in his murder, Seo-wan must piece together her missing memories and uncover the truth behind their love. Two people destroyed by the very love that once brought them together. Where did their love go so terribly wrong?

They say love doesn't care when. It doesn't ask why. It doesn't lie. But for Sapphire Smith, her lover was a liar. She's almost perfect, but one problem stood in her way... Touch aversion. It's a condition she's lived with for eight years, and she desires to be free. After getting cheated on by her husband, Wilson DeVille, on their wedding night, she approached him—the Devil in disguise, Dr. Tristan DeVille, a psychologist. He broke her once more just to fix her to his taste. To him, she became his possession the moment she walked into that office. It was meant to be a psychologist-patient relationship. He craved more than that. She was supposed to be his sister-in-law, but she became his obsession. She wasn't someone he could escape. She was someone he didn't want to escape. He craved every inch of her, and now... he made her crave him too. She may call it love; for him, it wasn't. They say there is a very thin line between love and obsession. He saw the line as clear as day, and he chose to cross it. He knew love could never be enough to claim her. She had to be obsessed; only then would his desire to fight and claim her be fueled. He's her helper, she's his healer... Together, they'll redeem themselves, not in holiness but in sinful hell. Their world of craving and desire seemed perfect, until the secrets began unfolding... Secrets that threatened to break them apart. Would they fight, or would they let themselves drown in the darkness growing deep within them? She seeks healing from her devil. He seeks redemption from his angel. When darkness meets light, what happens? Destruction.

Minerva spent the first years of medical school supporting Liam Harrington and helping him build his future. In return, he cheated on her with her cruel stepsister, the same girl who made her life miserable after their father walked out on them. Starting a new internship with the New York Pros, Minerva hopes to finally leave her painful past behind. But things get complicated when she meets Kendrick, the team’s moody and famous hockey star. At first, he can’t stand her… but soon, he can’t stop thinking about her either. Their constant arguments quickly turn into intense attraction. Behind closed doors, Kendrick becomes protective, passionate, and determined to make Minerva his. But her past isn’t ready to let her go. Liam refuses to accept that she’s moved on, and her stepsister will do anything to protect her perfect new relationship. Caught between old wounds, dangerous secrets, and a love she never expected, Minerva must decide if she’s willing to risk everything for the man who’s ready to break every rule just to be with her.

They know better. They do it anyway. A priest’s cassock shoved open inside a confessional that still smells of incense, old wood, and the metallic tang of the crucifix on the wall. A bodyguard’s rough hand clamped over a mouth in a darkened hotel suite while the thin line of hallway light cuts under the door. A mechanic’s oil-stained fingers digging into bare hips as he takes a rich woman over the warm hood of her own black sedan under hard fluorescent light. Strangers fucking standing in rising floodwater, clothes half-off, while rain hammers the street grates above them and red emergency lights flicker across wet concrete and skin. Fifty separate stories. Over a hundred and fifty chapters of deliberate, explicit sin. Every setting is different. Every hunger is specific. Every line that should never have been crossed gets crossed anyway—hard, wet, and without apology. No soft edges. No fade-to-black. No one walks away clean.