A Mothers Warmth

After ten years of being mated, I discovered my aloof Alpha mate had been keeping a sunshine-like Omega lover. That Omega could bring warmth and light to everyone she meets. My Alpha mate, Dominic, who had spent his childhood in the doldrums, was easily attracted by that kind of pure warmth. That very night, I presented him with a mate bond severance agreement. Dominic sneered coldly as he tore up the agreement, throwing a psychiatric evaluation at me instead. "Sign this. Admit you have delusional disorder, and I'll send you to the best mental hospital to live out your days. I know all about your dirty little tricks. I won't give you any chance to hurt her." So, all these years… every little thing I’d done to protect him? To him, it was just despicable scheming. I refused to sign. Dominic had me bound and tortured with silver powder, watching coldly as I convulsed in agony. He even had our two five-year-old pups hung from the bow of massive ships about to collide. "Either sign, or watch them get crushed to pulp. Your call." I dropped to my knees on the deck, banging my head against the wood like a madwoman, begging him to let me sign. But it was too late—I watched helplessly as my pups' small bodies got torn apart by metal shrapnel. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I discovered he was keeping that girl. I decided never to love him again. But after I left him, Dominic suddenly went mad searching for me everywhere.

I moaned out his name. "Damien, you are not trying hard to get me, yet .." He smirked and whispered to my ears. "I like being hard, Not "trying" hard." His hand grazed mine, sending a shiver straight to places I didn’t know I could feel. Damien’s smirk was wicked, his eyes dark with desire, and my body betrayed me with every glance. I wanted him, yet my heart longed for someone gentler, someone who could love me without burning me alive. Ethan’s soft voice behind me made my chest ache, reminding me there was a different way to feel alive...a way that felt safe, tender, and real. Torn between lust and love, every heartbeat became my dangerous game.” *** When Lila Sinclair’s mother is sentenced to life in prison, her world collapses. The only person who can take her in is her mother’s past lover, Sebastian Blackwood; a wealthy, commanding man with a family of his own. Adopted temporarily into his household, Lila finds herself living with two stepbrothers who will change her life forever: Damien, the dark, irresistible older brother who ignites every forbidden desire...and Ethan, the sweet, caring younger brother who makes her heart feel at home.But time is against her. Her adoption isn’t legal, and after one year, Lila must marry one of them to remain in the country. With 365 nights of temptation, passion, and secrets ahead, she must choose between the fire of lust and the warmth of love, knowing that every choice could shatter her world...

Kael Vaelor is the sole survivor of the brutal massacre that wiped out the Silverfang wolf-shifter clan. His parents, his kin, his entire bloodline are slaughtered by Vortigern and his feared organization, the Crimson Shadows. From that night onward, Kael grows up with only one purpose burning in his chest: revenge. Years later, just as Kael finally closes in on Vortigern, fate intervenes in the form of Liora—a kind, beautiful waitress whose warmth and compassion cut through his hardened exterior. Their romance is intense and consuming, filled with passion, stolen nights, and whispered dreams of leaving the past behind. Betrayal strikes from the deepest place—Liora is secretly connected to the Crimson Shadows and played a role in the destruction of the Silverfangs. Overpowered and broken, Kael is beaten without mercy and thrown from a deadly cliff, left for dead. Believing Kael gone forever, Liora is consumed by grief and regret. Months pass in mourning until Dax, a loyal member of the gang who has always admired her, steps in to comfort her. Slowly, he earns her trust and heart, and she begins a new life at his side. Years later, Kael returns. Rescued from the brink of death and trained by a mysterious master, he comes back stronger, colder, and more dangerous than ever—an unstoppable force shaped by pain and survival. The city that once buried him now stands in his shadow. As Kael hunts down the Crimson Shadows, he also seeks answers from the woman who once meant everything to him. What remains between them—love or hatred, forgiveness or destruction—will decide the fate of everyone involved. The last Silverfang has come home… and his revenge is far from over.

"Why are you following me?" She asked, turning to fix her blue gaze on mine, causing my heart to become frantic. "Don't just stand there! Speak!" Letting a slow smile spread across my lips, I moved forward and grabbed her hips, pulling her against me. "Because," I began, hitching a finger in the collar of my shirt. "Since the day you put this on me, you've been mine." "T-that's!" She gasped, her eyes growing wide. "But how?" "It doesn't matter." I whispered, finding myself getting lost in the warmth that I hadn't felt in so long. "All that matters is that I've caught you now and you won't ever escape me again. Sequel to The Rogue She-Wolf's Professor Two years had past since the tragedy of that night. Two long years with no answers and no clues as to the whereabouts of those responsible or his missing mate. With each passing moment, he felt as though all hope was being lost. That is, of course, until he suddenly finds himself standing face-to-face with the woman he searched so long for and it turns out she too is looking for the ones he seeks. Though Marissa is back, she is completely different. Her humanity is slowly slipping as she fights to remain in control. The rogue deep within her is itching to escape and if it manages to succeed all hope will be lost forever. Together, Travis and Marissa must work to rebuild the pieces of their lives that have been lost thanks to those determined to ruin them. Will they be able to succeed or will they end up losing everything? Read to find out!

She married him to save her family. He married her to destroy it. When Aria Whitmore agrees to a contract marriage, she knows exactly what she’s giving up her freedom, her dreams, and any hope for love. Her father’s debts have grown into a shadow too large to escape, and this union is the only way to keep her family from ruin. She steps into the arrangement with quiet courage, prepared for a cold, distant life. Lucien Ashford, on the other hand, has been waiting for this moment. Feared, powerful, and untouchable, Lucien built his empire on control and calculated decisions. But beneath his success lies a past marked by betrayal. To him, Aria isn’t innocent she is the daughter of the man who destroyed everything he once loved. Marrying her is not a coincidence. It’s revenge, carefully planned and long overdue. From the very beginning, Aria can feel the hostility behind his composed exterior. Every interaction is laced with tension, every silence filled with unspoken intent. Yet, she refuses to be broken by him. Her quiet strength, her resilience, and the unexpected warmth she carries begin to disrupt the walls Lucien has spent years building. Because hatred was supposed to be easy. But it isn’t. As time passes, stolen glances turn into lingering moments, and resentment slowly gives way to something far more dangerous. Lucien begins to see Aria not as his enemy’s daughter, but as a woman who challenges him, understands him, and awakens something he thought was long gone. Now, he faces an impossible truth: The woman he intended to use… may be the only one who can heal him.

On the night of the full moon, my mate, Alpha Wade Rizzotto of the Bloodmoon pack, has sent someone to deliver me a box of gifts. He also has the wolf bring me a message, stating that he'll be home tonight. Warmth floods into my heart. Even though Wade is extremely busy with work and hasn't been able to meet me in person for half a year, he still cares about me and our unborn pup. Giddily, I begin preparations on dinner while eagerly anticipating Wade's return. But as soon as Wade steps into our home, I instantly pick up on a foreign yet strong scent of a she-wolf clinging to his form. My wolf's instincts flare up instantly. Having sensed my suspicion, Wade gently comforts me in order to suppress my uneasiness and doubt. But the she-wolf's scent that's obviously not mine keeps bothering me the whole time. I remember the way Wade began putting more distance between us over the past six months. Doubt and suspicion begin taking over my mind like mad. Throughout the week after that, I stalk Wade every day. Still, I can't spot anything that's off with him. So, I begin consoling myself, thinking that I must have gotten far too sensitive during my pregnancy. Maybe the hormones are affecting my wolf's senses, making me paranoid. I've decided that from tomorrow onward, I will not stalk Wade ever again. But that's when the Moon Goddess plays a cruel prank on me.

Milo never expected survival to look like this. At twenty-one, he’s spent most of his life drifting, bruised by the world and too soft to fight back. His beauty makes people underestimate him; his fragility makes them think they can shape him. Isaak is a walking contradiction: cold-eyed, dark-inked, and terrifyingly controlled. At thirty-one, he has carved his body and his life into hard, elegant precision. Power clings to him as naturally as oxygen, and people follow him even when they don’t understand why. To him, Milo isn’t fragile. He’s fascinating. He’s something worth remaking. Kasym, older by barely a year, is the opposite—a broad, golden-haired monolith of warmth and violence. He smiles easily, loves fiercely, and destroys without remorse. Under his tattoos and bruised knuckles lies a heart that has bled too often, yet still hungers for someone to protect. He sees Milo’s softness and doesn’t want to change it. He wants to guard it with his teeth. But three hearts are not easily aligned. Isaak’s possessiveness clashes with Kasym’s tenderness, and both men fear that the softness they worship will shatter under the weight of their devotion. Milo must learn to navigate two hungers, two ways of loving that demand more than he has ever given. The question isn’t whether he belongs to them—it’s whether they can learn to belong to each other without destroying the boy who binds them. This is a love story built not on simplicity but on collision—where surrender becomes power, devotion becomes war, and three lives entwine in a bond too fierce to break.

“What… what do you think you are doing?" I stuttered as his fingers slowly ran up my thighs. I whimpered as he pressed his groin against me, feeling every inch of his bulge pressing against me. “I already told you, little wolf. I want you to want me, I want you to ache for me. I want you to beg me to have my way with you" He whispered into my ear then he placed a kiss on my neck and I shivered with lust. “This wasn't part of the deal" I murmured and he chuckled. “Just say the word, Dahlia. Tell me how much you want me" He murmured and my eyes widened as I felt his warmth slowly disappear as he moved away from me slowly. Before he could get away, I grabbed onto his hand and stared into his eyes. I knew I was making the wrong decision but… “I want you" ~ After being accused of being a murderer by her mate, Dahlia has to find a way to prove her innocence and the only way to do that was to strike a deal with the Alpha King who has danger and sex written all over him. Accepting his deal came with a whole more baggage than she bargained for. What happens when Dahlia despite all odds finds herself attracted to the Alpha King she so dearly wants to despise, a man that was incapable of loving? What happens when secrets begin to unfold before their very eyes? What happens when the Alpha King, his Beta and her mate all want the same girl?

After being pushed down the stairs by my husband's first love, I suffered a difficult labor with our second child and died in a corner of their family's private hospital. Before I died, my six-year-old son cried and begged for his father to save me. The first time, Shawn sneered. "Your mom's gotten smarter, using you to play the victim and trick people." After that, he flung my son's hand away and left heartlessly. The second time, my son told him I was bleeding uncontrollably. Shawn was clearly impatient. "She's being so dramatic, it's just a miscarriage, nothing serious. She's always made mountains out of molehills!" After chasing my son away, he even told the doctors not to care for me. "It's my fault for spoiling her. She'll know what she did wrong once I let her have a hard time for a few days." The last time, my son went to my husband's first love Jasmine, kneeling in front of her and knocking his head on the ground, begging her. Shawn flew into a rage and ordered bodyguards to throw my battered and bruised son out of the hospital room, allowing others to laugh at his misfortune. "If you come bother Jasmine while she's resting again, I'll kick your mom out of our family! She'll never see you again!" My son crawled to my side, leaving behind a long trail of blood. And so, I laid there helplessly as I felt the warmth escape both my son and I. 'Are you happy now, Shawn? You'll never see us again.'

After awakening years before the demise that once destroyed me, I, Lucy Hale, swear I will never again fall for Adrian Hawthorne. In my last life, loving him earned me nothing but humiliation, betrayal, and a future broken beyond repair. Now, armed with memories I shouldn't possess, I tuck myself away inside my boutique, determined to avoid him, avoid fate, avoid everything. But the universe has never been kind to my plans. No matter how I twist the timeline, Adrian keeps slipping back into my life, closer, impossibly entangled. His eyes linger longer than they should. His questions cut deeper than I’m ready to admit. And worst of all, he seems drawn to me in ways he never was before. And then there is Elias Ward, quiet, observant with eyes sharp enough to see through any disguise. Elias is nothing like Adrian. Where Adrian gleams with cold polish and empty promises, Elias is warmth wrapped in quiet mystery. A man who shouldn’t matter to me. Yet, somehow, he does. As I try to distance myself from the Hawthornes, Elias drifts steadily closer, noticing the cracks in my composure, the ache beneath my smile, the truth I’ve fought so hard to hide. He becomes the one thread I can’t cut, no matter how much I fear being stitched into someone else’s future again. With Adrian circling me like a ghost from the life I escaped, Elias begins to draw me toward a fate I never expected, a fate where for once, I might finally choose myself. And maybe him, too. But the past doesn't release its hold so easily. And neither do the Hawthornes.