Ash X Misty

In one devastating day, Wisdom Weisz lost everything—her home reduced to ash, her marriage shattered by betrayal. While she stood in the ruins of her life, her husband was tangled in sheets with her best friend at the same day, showing not an ounce of remorse. Broke, heartbroken, and with nothing left to lose, Wisdom finds herself drowning her sorrows at the bar of a luxury hotel. There, fate throws her into the path of a man she’s crossed before—mysterious, powerful, and impossibly wealthy. He makes her an outrageous offer: become his wife... for hire. No love. No strings. Just a business arrangement—and a hundred thousand dollars deposited in her account with a single word of agreement. Desperate for a fresh start—and a perfect chance to strike back at her ex—Wisdom says yes. But nothing about this arrangement is simple. What begins as a cold contract soon blurs into something dangerously intimate. As secrets surface and emotions tangle, Wisdom realizes one terrifying truth: She may have agreed to be his wife on paper. But her heart? That’s a whole different deal.

I was Lonnie Vaughn's fiancée, yet he treated me with disdain, looking at me as though I was nothing more than a bothersome obligation. To outsiders, I was just a caged songbird he kept for amusement—disposable when he tired of me. I refused to believe it. In my eyes, Lonnie loved me, too; he was just terrible at expressing it. But that illusion shattered when I became the victim of face-swapping. When those filthy videos were played in front of Lonnie, he refused to listen to my desperate explanations. When I was kidnapped, he refused to pay the ransom. All because his maid sneered, "Olivia's tainted. She needs to be taught a lesson." Lonnie responded, "I never want to see you again in this lifetime." Those words fueled the captors' cruelty. For three months, they tortured me. By the end, I truly was tainted, and my love for Lonnie was buried beneath layers of ash and despair. Then Lonnie appeared before me while sobbing in regret, begging me to love him again.

They say a fated mate only happens once. So why do four powerful Alphas claim me as theirs? Amara Elwood's first shift should've been a celebration. Instead, she was publicly rejected by her mate and cast out like a curse. Broken, humiliated, and alone, she fled-only to collapse deep in the heart of the Infinite Pack's territory, a place feared by all. When she wakes, four Alpha males stand over her. Dangerous and unbelievably gorgeous. But Amara doesn't believe in second chances, and definitely not four. She doesn't trust their heated stares, or the way her body reacts when any of them are near. Especially Dante-the coldest of them, the one who fights his bond the hardest... and the one who haunts her most. Tension simmers. Secrets stir. And Amara finds herself tangled in a web of passion, power struggles, and pack politics as the Alphas begin to fall-hard-for the girl who was never supposed to survive. But love this dangerous doesn't come without a cost. And some bonds were never meant to be broken.

My name is Alaki Bea Miller-or known above: Alaki Bea X. That is what they call us, the inferior ones: X. In this world, I live under laws that declare it illegal to bear more than one blood in your veins. A legal system built on segregation by race, where mixing blood is the highest crime. In this world, I am not human. I am not a person. I am a thing, an abomination that threatens their system. His name is Efrem Mustafin, leader of one of the five Rings, Master of his race, and the man who saved my life. Legally, he owns me. To save me, he had to claim me as property. And in exchange for my protection, we play a game. One where I submit to him before watching eyes, and he keeps me safe. Master Efrem Mustafin, he is. Subject Alaki Bea X, I am. Or at least, I was. I belong to him. My name is Alaki Bea Mustafin, and in this world, I Am Mustafin.

He’s supposed to protect him. Not fall for him. Not break him. Not save him. Noah Cross doesn’t believe in second chances—not for himself, and definitely not for the spoiled billionaire brat he’s been hired to protect. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. That’s how Noah survived the battlefield, and it’s how he plans to survive this assignment. But Adrian Vale is nothing like Noah expected. Behind the designer suits and reckless scandals hides a shattered man with too many secrets and not enough people he can trust. Secrets that could get them both killed. When a failed assassination attempt forces Noah and Adrian into close quarters, sparks fly where bullets once did. Enemies turn to reluctant allies, bodyguard turns into something much more dangerous… and hearts begin to betray them both. But loving Adrian means crossing lines Noah swore he’d never break again. And protecting him? Might cost Noah his life. 💥 Enemies to Lovers 💥 Billionaire x Bodyguard 💥 Forced Proximity 💥 Forbidden Romance 💥 Slow Burn, High Heat 💥 Hurt/Comfort, Found Family 💥 HEA, but not without bloodshed Love was never part of the job. But Adrian Vale just made survival impossible without it.

He called her a curse. Alpha Johan rejected Maeve beneath the full moon—and left her to die. But the bond didn’t break. It bled. Now, the broken Omega they buried under ash and silence rises— with silver eyes, a name the moon remembers, and power no Alpha can command. She doesn’t want revenge. She wants to forget. To vanish into the shadows of Alpha Carson’s cursed pack, where a false mate bond offers her one last chance at peace. But the past isn’t done with her. And neither is Johan. Because as the next full moon rises— and an ancient enemy prepares to consume her power— Maeve must choose between love and godhood, vengeance and mercy, survival and sacrifice. The Moon didn't just mark her for pain. It marked her for war. And this time, she won't be the one to bleed!

After catching her boyfriend banging her coursemate, Luna ends up in a club with her friend, in a bid to forget it all. There, she meets this dashing guy who she jumps on without hesitation and requests for wild sex. It was supposed to be a one-night stand— one hell of a one-night stand that gave her shivers, but what she wasn't expecting was to meet him again. Not as the one who helped her brother secure a business deal and the one in whose house she would be spending the next thirty days. His name is Xander Storm— a dashing billionaire and one of the most eligible bachelors in Bayview. The shock goes both ways because the two of them relished the one-night stand and acknowledged that it felt more than one— but weren't expecting to see each other again. What will these thirty days be like? Will they pretend it never happened, or will they give in to the growing feelings that gnawed at their hearts? What will Xander's growing feelings for Luna mean for his revenge against the death of his parents, and for his enemies?

“You can’t force me to do this, Ash.” I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself as he stepped closer again. “I don’t belong to you.” His soft chuckle sent shivers down my spine. And when his face neared mine, his fingers tightening around my throat, his whispered words brushing against my ear, I knew that I was going to fall for him again. “Oh, but you’ve been mine from the very beginning, little lamb.” *** Lena Gray has lost everything. After the death of her boyfriend—the only person who ever cared about her—her life spirals into darkness. Desperate and on the verge of ending her life, she is suddenly abducted and sold in a human auction. Ash Ravencroft, a devil with a lethal charm, claims her. But he hasn’t come just to take, he offers a deal. In exchange for saving her from despair, he wants only one thing: her body, in ways far darker and more sinful than she ever imagined. Bound by a sinful contract, will she break free from the darkness, or succumb to the temptation that might consume her whole?

“One night shatters her world forever...” “What did you see?" Enzo demands, his voice deadly quiet. “Nothing," she whispered under her breath as she tried to back away. “I saw nothing." “Liar," Ryan growls, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. “Your eyes betray you... and your scent—" His nostrils flare. “Impossible." “Mine," they growl in unison. And before she can flee, their claiming marks sear into her flesh. Hours later, she's chained in a dungeon cell, accused of a murder she didn't commit. But why would the powerful Alpha twins frame their own mate? ………….. Invisible. Forgotten. Barely surviving. For years, Athena has scrubbed floors and endured cruelty as a servant to the DarkMoon pack's ruthless Alpha family—until the unthinkable happens. Betrayed by her Alpha twins mates and thrown into the dungeon, she endured their years of abuse, but the moon goddess has chosen her champion. What happens when a power awakens within her that could burn her enemies to ash—or save those few she's come to trust. But wielding it may cost her everything.

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....