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Randy’s mother, Monica, was on her dying bed. Her only wish before she died was for him, my alpha boyfriend, to perform our marking ceremony before she passed. When Monica looked at him eagerly, Randy agreed to mark me. But after we left her room, Randy said that he was going to marry Alina. “Alina’s mother is critically ill. She also wants to watch her undergo the marking ceremony before she passes. We can wait a little longer before we conduct our own marking ceremony, Emma.” “But what about your mother? She wants to witness us undergo the marking ceremony too!” “My mother can hang in there a little longer. Don’t worry.” Randy then grabbed the ring that Monica had given to me. It had acted as a symbol of me being her daughter-in-law, but Randy gave it to Alina. Unbeknownst to him, Monica was already at Death’s door, and she was feigning a picture of health in front of him. On the day Monica passed away, Randy performed the marking ceremony with another woman. After I made preparations for Monica’s funeral, I vanished from Randy’s world. To my surprise, he started begging me to become his mate after I left.

Nach fünf Jahren Ehe mit Dante Moretti, dem Don des Chicago Outfit, wusste die gesamte Unterwelt, dass er mich mehr liebte als sein eigenes Leben. Er hatte sich eine Geige tätowieren lassen – für mich – direkt neben seinem Familienwappen. Ein Symbol der Treue, das niemals ausgelöscht werden konnte. Bis ich das Foto von seiner Geliebten bekam. Eine Barkeeperin, nackt in seinen Armen ausgestreckt, ihre Haut gezeichnet von den dunklen Spuren von hartem Sex. Sie hatte ihren Namen direkt neben der Geige gekritzelt, die er sich für mich hatte stechen lassen. Und mein Mann hatte es zugelassen. „Dante sagt, nur wenn er in mir ist, fühlt er sich noch wie ein Mann. Du kannst ihn doch gar nicht mehr erregen, oder, süße Alessia? Vielleicht ist es an der Zeit, beiseitezutreten.“ Ich antwortete nicht. Ich tätigte nur einen einzigen Anruf. „Ich brauche eine neue Identität. Und ein Flugticket – raus hier.“

“Are you being nice because of the pup?” I asked. He breathed out. “I’m sorry how I acted before, no words can justify what I did. I just want to be there for my pup,” he said. “What about me?” I asked, looking down at the food. “I am not promising you anything Maeve, let’s just live peacefully while taking care of the thing that joins us together, I promise to be your friend, probably a shoulder for you to lie on,” he said and immediately he said that I burst out in loud laughter. After her family and pack died the night before her 18th birthday, Maeve is thrown into a world filled with confusion, anxiety, a world filled with guilt. Her mate rejecting the bond and getting pregnant for him. Maeve's life is an absolute mess but she will do anything to get her mate back and make him accept the bond. What Maeve didn’t know is her life was just about to become more confusing, a world full of betrayals, unexpecting attacks, full of mysteries, will Maeve survive or will she go down just like her parents?

One night. One thousand dollars. One betrayal that shattered my world. David Richard was the "Alpha King" of Forestwood—my step-brother, my protector, and the man who sold my virginity for a bet. I was the "Charity Girl," a pawn in his cruel game of dominance. But while he was playing with my heart, I was learning his secrets. Now, the game has changed. I’m no longer the broken girl in the boathouse; I’m the woman holding the keys to his empire. My father’s death wasn't an accident, David isn't who he thinks he is, and the "Step-brother" I once loved is now the man I've sworn to destroy. From the elite hallways of Forestwood to the dark-web bunkers of a global conspiracy, our war is fueled by a desire so toxic it’s addictive. He wants my forgiveness; I want his absolute ruin. He thinks he can claim me again, but he’s about to learn the ultimate truth: In a world built on lies, the only thing more dangerous than his obsession is my revenge. Step-brother, I'll be your regret. And I'm going to make every second of it burn.

On the seventh year since Winter Lidell's father was diagnosed with a deadly heart disease, he's finally eligible for a suitable heart meant for the transplant procedure. On the night before the surgery, Winter's husband of seven years, Liam Jager, requests that she give the heart to his mistress, Regina Baile. Liam still looks tall and handsome as ever, but the cold and aloof expression on his face is something that Winter has never seen before. "Winnie." His voice is emotionless. "Regina's condition is deteriorating rapidly." Winter feels her heart sinking the moment she hears her nickname being uttered coldly. She takes half a step backward instinctively, feeling a premonition looming over her. "She needs a heart transplant." Liam's gaze is fixed on Winnie, his tone carrying a hint of absolute decisiveness. "Right. Now." Every word feels like a blade made of ice cutting into Winnie's heart, where hope is starting to flare. Winnie's voice quivers violently, her words coming out fragmented and broken. "What… are you talking about, Liam? My dad… My dad has been waiting for this heart for seven years!"

I was setting up a weekend shopping list on the tablet my husband had just replaced for our home system. A notification popped up. He had forgotten to log out of a shared, encrypted family calendar— one I didn’t recognize. There was only one unfamiliar profile photo. I tapped it. A list titled “My Little Princess – Personal Notes” filled the screen. My Little Princess doesn’t drink alcohol—only mineral water or herbal tea. No late nights. She needs absolute quiet to sleep. She gets anxious easily—keep fresh white lilies in the house and her favorite vanilla chocolates on hand. I scrolled slowly, my expression unreadable. The final entry was bolded. Highlighted. “Next Wednesday: take my Little Princess to choose her wedding crown.” I closed the screen. Then I picked up my phone and called my husband. “Love,” I said gently. “Does your Little Princess prefer a classic European bridal crown… or something more traditional? I thought I could help you choose.”

Camster Academy, a prestigious academy which is known for its mark to create elite charmers of Olympus. A popular school for every teenagers. But deep within, it has its secret that no one has ever know - or what they thought - not until she came. Arya Arabella Dasiria Camster - the cocky and prideful absolute charmer - is destined to die before she could even rule the world. Why? Because she doesn't believe that 'they' exist. She doesn't believe that gods and goddesses exists in a world of magic. Offended by her words, they spawned the ancient monsters and released them to kill her. They were all dressed as a normal student as a disguise to dispose her. One after another, Arya faced every single creature that was trying to get in her way. But after all that, the boss finally came, can she survive the dangerous monsters lurking in the shadows inside her own school? Let's see if she can change her fate. Let's see if she can fulfill her dream to rule the world, of becoming the Queen. "Every dream has challenges to face and I will crush every single one of them."

Shock, cold and absolute, rippled through me. My jaw dropped. “Owned? I am not an object! You can’t just—” His dark chuckle cut me off. It was a chilling sound, devoid of warmth. “Oh, but I do, little bird. You became mine the moment your dear brother, Carlos, sold you to clear his debts. Along with almost all the shares in your father’s company.” The air left my lungs in a ragged gasp. What was he talking about? That couldn't be true, yet the look in his eyes said otherwise. He had sold me like an object, like chattel. Rage, raw and unadulterated, surged through me, eclipsing the fear for a fleeting moment. I tried to push past him, to escape and to run anywhere but his hand shot out, grabbing me by the neck, not quite choking but enough to hold me in an iron grip. He pinned me to the wall, his face inches from mine, his eyes burning with an intense possessive fire. “You now belong to Lorenzo Blackwood,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. “You are mine. To possess. To claim. To own.”

In the city of Oakhaven, power isn’t shared—it’s inherited. And the Thorne Triplets have just found their newest asset. Damon, Kael, and Elias Thorne are a trinity of absolute control. One rules the boardroom, one rules the streets, and one rules the elite social circles. They have everything—except a reason to be human. Then they meet Luke. Soft, curvy, and devastatingly innocent, Luke was never meant to survive the shark-infested waters of Thorne International. But the triplets don’t want him to swim; they want him to drown in their devotion. What starts as a "Gilded Leash" of corporate protection quickly spirals into a dark, decadent obsession that defies every social boundary. But as the brothers whisk Luke away to The Aerie—a glass-and-obsidian fortress perched three thousand feet above the world—the air begins to change. Secrets are whispered in the mountain mist. A shadowy figure from the past refuses to stay buried. And a shocking biological revelation is about to flip the Thorne hierarchy on its head. How much of yourself can you lose before you belong to someone else? The world thinks the Thornes are protecting Luke from the monsters outside. They don’t realize that the most dangerous monsters are the ones already holding him in the dark. One heart. Three masters. A legacy written in blood and silk

Evelyn “Evie” Thorne is a gifted architect whose family business is one bad contract away from bankruptcy. Desperate, she seeks help from the one person she swore she’d never deal with again: Damon Rourke, the ruthless billionaire CEO of Rourke Industries—and the undisputed Alpha of the Silver Crescent Pack. Damon doesn’t offer a loan; he offers a deal: a highly detailed, non-negotiable marriage contract. Evie must become his wife, his ‘Luna’ in name only, for one year. The contract strictly forbids intimacy, requires public displays of affection, and demands absolute obedience. Evie agrees, believing she is only signing away her freedom. But the closer she gets to Damon, the more she realizes the contract is a thin shield against a primal attraction. Damon Rourke doesn’t just manage boardrooms—he commands a territory, and in his world of shifters, a contract can’t negate the terrifying, undeniable reality: They are Fated Mates. Evie is thrust into a world of pack politics, ancient enemies, and a dangerously alluring Alpha who is determined to keep his contract—and his mate—at arm’s length, even as their forced proximity threatens to shatter both their defenses.