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I was chosen to be the fiancée of Lorenzo, the Mafia’s heir. But at a family gala, Lorenzo was openly pursued by Chiara, the daughter of an arms dealer. Chiara wasn’t like the other rule-abiding debutantes.She tore through the streets in a modified sports car, used a military-grade combat knife to cut her cigars, and drank the harshest whiskey neat.There was an untamed wildness about her, a fire Lorenzo couldn’t look away from. He complained to the family elders, “How can a woman like that possibly be our Madre and run this entire family?” His words dripped with disdain for her recklessness, yet his eyes were glued to her, tracking her every move as she raised her glass. Then, on Lorenzo’s birthday, he announced his intention to make Chiara his mistress. Chiara refused.”The women of my family are wives, never mistresses.And my husband’s heart must belong only to me.” Lorenzo came to me, his voice hesitant.”Alessia, it’s just a title.I need you to give it to Chiara.Please? She doesn’t understand our family’s traditions, and she’s making a scene about marrying me.We just need to pacify her for now.Even if she marries me, you will still be the one to manage the family’s affairs.” As I stood trying on my wedding gown, a sharp crystal bead on the bodice pierced my finger.A single drop of blood bloomed against the pure white satin. The dress was ruined, but the wedding would go on. Since he chose someone else to be his wife, I will become his Madre.

Dira, is not your typical werewolf, Soon to be 21 and ready to take on the world and further her career as a Alpha/Luna Guard, the top spot as pack warrior, until The Mate Ball where she then meets the one person that will turn her life upside down. Meet Ryker, Alpha with no mate longing for the one the goddess made for him, ready to do anything for his pack and join the Federation, he meets with his fate instead, not what he was expecting, just so much more. Carolina, the apple of her brother’s eyes, the Delta of the pack, but she set her sight on a bigger target: her alpha obsession, how far is she willing to go to have him or to lose it all.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair. At this point in her life, she was heartbroken, depressed and done pretending to be happy when she was clearly not. She just wanted to escape, run away and have a crazy adventure. Little did she know that she would regret making that wish.

Jace Thorne—my childhood crush—crashed a car with me. I walked away fine. He "lost his memory." Plot twist: my dead grandma's soul moved in. "Jace is faking amnesia again to mess with my sweet granddaughter. If I were alive, I'd break his legs myself!" I blinked. Hard. Grandma's voice wouldn't shut up. "In her past life, Demi was miserable. Jace left her to rot while he partied with that Stafford girl. Had a heart attack, and he was lighting birthday candles. Trash!" Then came the kicker: "Your grandpa's letting you pick your fiancé. Don't even think about Jace. Pick Leroy. That boy's actually decent." Right on cue, Grandpa strolled into the hospital with the elder squad, slapped down pics of four legacy heirs, and told me to choose. I didn't even blink. Picked Leroy Leighton—my childhood nemesis turned fiancé. Because yeah, I'm a grandma's girl to the core. If she said Jace Thorne didn't love me, then I was so done.

The male postpartum care specialist adjusted his touch with calm precision. Heat spread through my body, leaving me weak against the cushions. "You're quite sensitive," he said quietly. The warmth of his breath near my ear made me tremble, despite myself.

Faeries are real. That was hard enough to stomach, but now, they’ve drafted Rhychard Bartlett into their way. At least they gave him a sword. A sword for crying out loud! Everyone else has guns and magic, and the Guardian only gave him a glowing sword. Some men strive to be heroes. Not Rhychard. Not even a little. Rhychard just wants t go home and propose Renny Saunders. However, a blood-curdling scream changes the course of his life forever. Surrounded by a two-and-a-half foot ellyll, a 300-pound coshey, and a street hooker, Rhychard squares off against the demon, Vargas, to keep him from building a Gateway to the Nether, still with nothing but a glowing sword. As if that wasn’t tragic enough, Renny thinks he cheated her on her and has kicked him out on his backside. Needless to say, Rhychard has had better days. Warrior of the Way is created by Robbie Cox, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Jaiyana Chakravarti has spent her life buried in research, chasing ancient stories whispered through her family line—legends of a forgotten goddess-warrior whose blood still runs in her veins. Now, as a doctoral student conducting fieldwork for her dissertation, Jaiyana’s awakening to her true power with the help of the secretive Obscura Directorate—an organization that protects dangerous relics, forbidden knowledge, and the supernatural threats the world no longer remembers—comes just in time as her true enemy reveals himself. When a long-dormant Demon King rises to reclaim the world he once nearly destroyed, Jaiyana discovers the legends were never just stories. Her lineage holds the power to stop this ancient evil… but only if she learns to wield the celestial weapons crafted for her ancestor. And those weapons are locked within the Directorate’s vaults, requiring trials she never trained for and strength she isn’t sure she possesses. Kaplan, a white tiger shifter and the last heir of a warrior line once sworn to protect Jaiyana’s goddess-blooded ancestor, is sent to fulfill an ancient promise: he is her fated mate, battle partner, and equal. But the bond between them is not forced, it is a choice of love. And Jaiyana, who built her life on logic and independence, is not prepared for a destiny wrapped in prophecy, claws, and a breathtakingly gentle heart. As Jaiyana and Kaplan train under the Directorate’s watchful eye, their partnership deepens into a powerful love—one that strengthens the magic awakening inside her. But with the enemy growing bolder, and the Directorate divided on whether she can be trusted with the weapons she was born to wield, Jaiyana faces an impossible path: master her emerging power, earn the Directorate’s approval, and embrace a bond that could save—or shatter—both their worlds.

A warlord with fire in his veins. A captive princess with nothing left to lose. When the Dragon Warlord seizes her crumbling kingdom, Sera expects death—not a collar of gold and a vow of possession. Claimed as tribute, she is taken to the heart of the mountain, where fire breathes and ancient magic sleeps beneath the stone. Rhazien is ruthless, monstrous, and terrifyingly divine. But he is also bound by something older than war: the need to claim. To protect. To own. Sera refuses to break. But as power shifts and passion ignites, she learns that dragons don’t ask. They take. And this warlord doesn’t just want her obedience—he wants her heart. And if she gives it to him, she may never survive the fall. The Dragon Warlord’s Bride is a dark fantasy romance full of possession, power struggles, and slow-burn heat. Perfect for fans of monster lovers, mating bonds, and morally unhinged kings who’d burn the world for their queen.

At the dinner on the third day after our wedding, my husband Ryan Lawson's adopted sister, Zelda Lawson, shoved a baby into my arms along with a legal document. "Victoria Sullivan, I know you can't have children, so I had one for Ryan. This baby is my wedding gift to you. Sign this custody agreement, and we can all still be one family." I did not take it. Instead, I turned to look at Ryan standing beside me. He stepped in front of Zelda protectively and said coldly, "Just sign it, Victoria. I can't let the family line end with me." As I looked at his matter-of-fact expression, I suddenly laughed. Since that was the case, this marriage was no longer worth keeping.

In a world where humans and lycans co-exist, both societies must adapt to new norms and circumstances. Lycans became prominent city leaders due to their superior strength and intelligence. As the idea of a destined mate faded into myth, lycans began to choose their mates from among human participants in an annual mating ceremony. And at that ceremony, human beings stay far away from Alpha Nero Aimilios Astadel. The human race has a long history of warning its young, especially female offspring, to keep their distance from the Alpha. Avert your gaze, stay out of his way, and under no circumstances should you anger him. What if, an average human named Verity Catina Eirian showed up at the mating ceremony and was mated with Alpha Astadel, the most powerful and notorious Alpha, who didn't believe in fated mates and who showed no mercy to his enemies? Will Verity heed her mother's advice and stay away from Alpha Astadel, or will he win over his destined mate?