An Urban Cultivation Frenzy

“You can run. You can hide. But your scent will always call to me, and you will never escape.” Astrid is a weak omega shifter, born into the Stone Moon pack and resigned to a life of slavery. Though she’s given up hope, her wolf believes she’ll find a mate who will love her and save her from a life of misery and abuse. Meanwhile, Dominic Knight, the powerful alpha of the Blood Moon pack, is a nightmare to his rivals and seeks no mate. After suffering the loss of his previous mate, Isabella, he wants nothing more than to take revenge against his father. But his inner wolf has other plans. He demands a mate and threatens to overtake Dominic if he doesn’t get his way. For the safety of his pack, Dominic succumbs to the pressure and claims Astrid as his mate, but it is only to produce an heir and appease his wolf's desires, not out of love. Will Astrid be able to break through the walls around Dominic's heart and find happiness, or will she remain trapped in a loveless bond, used only to satisfy his wolf's needs?

Book 1 of 3 Chantria Yvonne Zima is the first heiress of the Zima family and the eldest of the triplets. But before she can even inherit them all, her father instructs her to fly over to the Philippines and hide. Before she can even reveal her face to the public, she is forced to change her identity to prevent their family’s enemies from coming after the heiress. But when someone close to her dies because of that, she can’t just stand idle and let their enemies do what they want. She will avenge her, no matter what anyone says. She will hunt the one who killed her sister even to the ends of the world.

Quinn had always been the outcast—bullied by her cruel step-sister and ignored by her pack. When she discovers that the Alpha is her mate, she dares to hope for a better life. But her dreams shatter when he marries another. Heartbroken and humiliated, Quinn’s life takes a darker turn when she crosses paths with the Lycan King—a beast feared by all. Her defiance earns her a punishment like no other: ten years under his ruthless watch. The Lycan King is a creature of darkness, bound by secrets and scars. Quinn is a ray of innocence, refusing to break under his intensity. As their worlds collide, sparks fly, and forbidden desires ignite. Will Quinn find the strength to tame the beast within the Lycan King, or will she be consumed by the shadows of his past?

Trigger Warning: abuse, violence, torture, sexual violence. Echo has known only pain for the last ten years. Being treated as a pack slave, she has cooked, cleaned, and worked harder than anyone she knows. Her reward for her efforts? Days without food and non-stop abuse from everyone in the pack. To make matters worse, one of her biggest tormentors is also completely obsessed with her. She has never known anyone in the pack to show her an ounce of kindness. When a visiting alpha from a neighboring pack turns out to be her fated mate, her life may hang in the balance. Will he be her saving grace, or will he reject her for her weakness? Will she ever escape the abuse? If so, can she escape the clutches of the powerful man who believes she belongs to him?

A group of unexpected guests suddenly barged into my relative’s funeral. The woman, Xena Carter, leading them claimed to be my husband’s girlfriend and declared that she was here to punish me, the supposed mistress. Out of respect for the funeral, I did not want to make a scene, so I calmly suggested she wait until it was over. But out of nowhere, she lashed out and ordered her group to shred all of my clothes. My relatives around us did nothing and watched coldly as it happened. I calmly dusted myself off, stood up, and led her over to the urn. "This urn for my mother was bought by your boyfriend. It cost nearly a million!" As expected, the mistress flew into a rage, smashing the urn to pieces. "You shameless family of lowlifes! Don’t think you’ll get a single cent from my boyfriend, even in death!" What she did not know was that when I said "mother," I was referring to my husband’s mother, my mother-in-law. She was causing a scene at my mother-in-law’s funeral, and she had just smashed her urn to pieces.

Screw standard blurbs. This isn't an ordinary book... This is a paranormal romance, with a reverse harem feel. Addictive as crack, and I'm not talking old, hairy builders crack either. Don't expect any fluff or happy endings, because what you'll actually get is bad attitudes, foul language, and men so damn hot, they'll melt your panties off with just one look. Read the book. Let me pull you in and make you fall in love, before viciously ripping out your heart, just because I can. By the end of the book, expect to be ugly crying, while you plot my slow, yet painful death. As tempted as you are, do not throw your tablet at the wall. I promise I'll send one of my hunks to rescue you from that cliff you're currently hanging from by your bra straps. You're welcome. I'll see you in the next book, sweetcheeks.

"I can't do this no more. I'm leaving you, Rupert Peter Myrie," Tasha said, her heart thudding in her chest. He turned, locking his eyes with hers, but she didn't flinch. Rupert snorted softly, his footsteps slow and deliberate as he approached, each breath husky, each movement heavy until he stood just an inch away. "Tee, you must be really angry for you to be calling me by my full name." "Stick to the point," she said, turning her face from his intimidating gaze. "I want to end things with you." Her voice trembled, but she forced the words out. He closed the space between them. "You want to end things with me?" His voice dropped. "Who teaching you this 'strong woman' crap?" He wrapped his arms around her, gently rocking her and pulling her to his chest. "The only way I'll ever let you leave me... is in a body bag." ****** After escaping a toxic relationship and years of being controlled, Tasha Mackenzie finds herself under the protection of Joseph Grind, America's most feared Mafia boss. He’s cold-blooded. Untouchable. And hiding a secret darker than his empire: he's also the Alpha of the Stinging Vipers werewolf pack. As Tasha is pulled into his dangerous world, she learns the man protecting her has a fiancée he claims is just a business deal. But how can she trust a man feared by an entire country, let alone love him? Can Tasha survive the war between her heart and his secrets... or will loving a monster destroy her for good?

No girls allowed. No secrets exposed. No mercy given. Elara has broken all three. Disguised as a boy named Riven, Elara slips into Lupinemore Academy. The elite battlefield for the most brutal and brilliant shifters in the realm. Her mission? Survive long enough to learn the skills to protect her pack and take back what had been stolen from her. But when she’s forced to spar the undefeated Kael Ardent and wins, everything starts to change. It turns out winning exposes you faster than losing. Now the Ardent brothers; the dangerously perceptive Cassidan, the soft-spoken but sharp-eyed Damon, and Kael, her violent, obsessive rival are watching her too closely. What happens when uncontrolled emotions spew? What happens when they find out that their new and scrawny roommate was not just a girl but their mate? Would they keep her secret or feed her to the wolves? It was survival of the fittest but Elara had already dropped into dangerous waters the moment she was sent to room with the Ardent brothers. Her family’s natural foe.

“You're annoying. I can't even spank you. Get up.” “Do it.” I was dying to be manhandled by this man. “I can't. You don't want that and when we finish, you'll hate me. Get up." “Making decisions for me already as always?” I rolled my eyes. “Yes. Get. Up.” “No.” My anger reached boiling point. I did get up, but I reached for my pants instead. I'm leaving. “Oh no you don't. Come here.” He grabbed me, then pushed me to the wall. My wrists were suddenly above my head, My chest rose and fell erratically in anticipation. My face was against the wall and I had my back to him. “You want to be treated like a whore. okay. I'll fuck you so good, you'll never ask for it again. If you cry to me, I'll send you to Selena.” I breathed hard. “Accepted?” “Fuck you, Varce Bosta.” I spat, and I already knew the asshole was grinning even though I couldn't see his face. “That's it baby.” Then he pushed in, hard and deep. I saw stars. …… I infiltrated a biker den, disguised as a boy to kill the man that killed my mom. I'm her second daughter, and now the heir to my mother's wealth since my sister is also missing, presumed dead. Turns out he suddenly lost his memories and he was also the hot stranger I had a one night stand with, the same night my mother got assassinated. He gave the orders to kill her. I planned to put a bullet through his head, but I couldn't let him die guiltless with lost memories. I'll stick around till he regains it. What I didn't expect was to fall for him and the sinful orgasms he gave me when he found out my true identity.

My name is Caleb Greyson, I’m eighteen, unwanted by my parents, unwanted by God, abandoned by the only boy I ever loved—traded out like garbage for my mother’s sister.So if you’re looking for a happy love story, you will be disappointed.The university of Delaware would save me, or that’s what I thought, somewhere I could forget who I used to be.The old red buildings, beautiful towering trees, sunlight reflecting on ancient stones, everything looked perfect from the outside. Who knew pretty things could have sharp teeth?Now I’m trapped in a cracked room, with Lukas Carter, a closeted, arrogant and angry hockey player, deep in denial for a roommate.Then Tony, sweet, lonely Tony, who built his life around Lukas, gave up his whole future just to be close to Lukas. Standing in the same place for years, just waiting to be wanted.I didn’t want to get close, didn’t want to care. But we’re all slaves to loneliness. Now I’m drowning in secrets, addictions, and the wreckage of boys who only know ruin, need and the ugly parts of wanting too much from people who never promised anything.And Tyler Brown? I don’t want to talk about him.