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My brother vanished searching for the truth about our bloodline. Now I'm in the town that swallowed him whole — and the Alpha who runs it knows exactly what I am. He just won't tell me. Kael Blackwood has driven out everyone who asked too many questions. His pack obeys without hesitation. His enemies disappear without trace. And since the moment I arrived, something between us has been pulling tighter — a bond he's fighting, a secret he's keeping, and a full moon two days away that changes everything. My brother left one warning: Don't let them mark you before you know what it means. I'm starting to think the most dangerous thing in Ashveil isn't what they're hiding. It's what I am.

My sister fled on the day of her Bonding Ceremony. I was forced to marry the Lycan King known for his brutality. Six years later, she returned. Still as bold and brazen as ever, she pressed a crimson kiss against Kael’s collar—right in front of the entire Council of Elders. Kael went rigid. Then she turned to me, her eyes gleaming with mockery. “Little sister, thank you for keeping my throne warm all these years. Now that I’m back, it’s time you gave me back my place as Luna Queen.” Silence swallowed the hall. Everyone remembered what happened when she ran away. Kael had nearly slaughtered half a rival territory in his rage. So now? I wondered too. Would this unpredictable, bruta

Because I was born under the Moon’s blessing, my body ripened earlier than any she-wolf my age. On the night of my eighteenth turning, my brother—fearing I’d be force-claimed by brutes—entrusted me to his blood-oath brother: Silas, Alpha of the Northern Peak. The first time we met, his golden eyes locked on my bared neck and never left. His fangs sank into my scent gland that very night, claiming me beneath the full moon. For four years since, I’ve been his scribe by dawn light, and his whore by moonrise. He trained my body to fit his every hunger, covering me in bite marks, yet never left the Mating Mark that would make me his true mate. Four years later, his confidante from the Central Ter

Five months pregnant, I watched my fated mate’s foster sister pour oil on our sacred threshold and strike the spark. I didn’t reach for the pack-link. Last life, I screamed through our bond. Cassian—my Alpha, the wolf I’d followed since I was six—came for me. Pulled me from the flames while his foster sister burned to charcoal behind us. He said nothing against me, even arranged the best care for my pregnancy. But on the fourth night after our daughter was born, he dragged us to the Blood Moon altar. He stood upon the High Rock, silver fur gleaming in the dark, and gave the order. His enforcers pinned me to the stone. He watched, silent and still, as they lit the pyre beneath our daughte

On the night of our eighth anniversary, I cooked everything Ethan loved. He didn't come home. I sat alone at the table until the food went cold. Then I did what I always did. I opened Selene's profile on the pack network. New post. One hour ago. A photo of Ethan, shirtless, building a fire in her den. Her hand on his shoulder. Her face turned toward the camera with a smile that showed too many teeth. The caption read: Grateful for old friends who drop everything when you need them. Even their marking anniversaries. I stared at it until my eyes burned. Then I liked it. Filed the bond-dissolution request. And started packing the trunk I'd kept ready for months. Ethan didn't believe

The Consigliere—my husband, Sal Barzini—who'd always despised anything soft or weak—suddenly started sleeping with a teddy bear. One button eye missing, filthy as a stray dog, yet he cuddled that beast every night, curled up in silk sheets like a baby returning to the womb. And left me freezing on the edge of the master bedroom. I couldn't stand it anymore. At our son Luca's first-year baptism, I announced I wanted out. Everyone went numb with shock. Sal grabbed a glass of red wine and threw it in my face. "You're jealous of a stuffed animal? Have you lost your fucking mind?" I wiped the wine from my cheek, cold as ice. "You say you want to spend your life with that beast. I'm giving you my

THIS IS BOOK 2 TO THE ENFORCED LOVE SERIES... AJ Fortes is a ruthless and powerful man who has built his empire through cunning and force. When he discovers that his close friend, Paul, is actually an undercover cop working to take him down, AJ vows to exact brutal revenge. Through his own dark research, AJ learns that Paul has a younger sister, Lilliana Damion. Cold and calculating, AJ kidnaps Lilliana, using her as leverage in his twisted game of vengeance against Paul. As Lilliana becomes AJ's captive, he forces her to submit to his every whim, making her call him "Master" and obey his every command. However, what begins as a power play slowly transforms as AJ starts to develop une

Revenge. It's all Violet Stone has ever desired. After losing her parents, she will stop at nothing to avenge them. She goes to her cousin, Magnolia Knight, knowing that the two of them would work better together than apart. But seeking her cousin's help isn't easy because it means she has to put aside their differences to work together. Magnolia has the picture perfect family, is going to be the first female Alpha in her pack, and is beautiful and smart. Is Magnolia willing to sacrifice her life to help her cousin? Will Violet ever get the revenge she seeks? And just when things can't get any more complicated... mates come into the picture. ***There are characters that will be m

After five years of being treated like trash, enduring grueling fertility treatments, and suffering through six devastating miscarriages, Clarissa Bright is discarded by her husband, Drake Hudson, so he can marry a wealthy young heiress. Drake thinks she’s going to walk away with nothing and cry herself to sleep. ​He has no idea who he’s truly dealing with. ​A wild masquerade one-night stand leaves Clarissa pregnant with the city's most ruthless, powerful tycoon: forty-eight-year-old Valentine Gaston. Coincidentally, Valentine is also the adoptive father of Drake’s new fiancée. Weaponizing the accidental pregnancy, Clarissa secures a one-year contract marriage with the billionaire. And

Avila and Stephon are siblings determined to take over their father's successful business empire. However, their rivalry becomes a war that leads to unethical decisions and puts the company's success and reputation at risk. With potential business competitors and threats from unknown assailants, the business takes a bad turn, Stephon dies and eventually, everything falls apart. In the midst of all this, Avila finds herself in a desperate situation, blaming Louis for the death of Stephon and being forced to rebuild her life from scratch. She becomes a stripper at a club and a personal assistant to Natasha, the stunning CEO of a beauty empire who has a secret that opens Avila to some thin