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“Tell me to stop,” he said, his voice low and dangerous. “I dare you to try,” she breathed, fingers tangled in his shirt. “If you keep looking at me like that…” “What? You’ll lose control?” she teased, knowing he already had. *** After being dumped by her ex boyfriend, Dan, Regina is lucky when she is recognized by her hot boss, Nicholas Walter, who instantly promotes her. Regina is trying to move on, but suddenly things get heated up between her and Nicholas. But he isn't ready to commit. They become involved in a casual sex relationship. Some time later, Dan regrets not treating Regina right and comes back for her, but is feeling threatened by her boss and now makes him his enemy. Nicholas starts to feel he is not ready to share Regina with anyone, but there are secrets keeping him from confessing his true feelings. How long can their casual sexual relationship last, will Nicholas finally have the strength to deal with his past? Or will Regina sympathize with Dan and take him back?

SYNOPSIS: Elara Vance spent her entire life as the invisible, "wolfless" servant of the Silver Moon Pack, counting down the days until her eighteenth birthday when she hoped her fated mate would save her. But when the clock strikes twelve, her mate the future Beta, Liam publicly rejects her for being weak, choosing a warrior she-wolf instead. Heartbroken and exiled into the deadly Blackwood Forest, Elara prepares to die. Instead, she is found by Damon Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire and the Alpha King of all packs. Damon doesn't see a defect; he sees his Queen. As Elara navigates a new world of unimaginable wealth and danger, her dormant wolf begins to wake, revealing a bloodline so rare it could bring the werewolf world to its knees. Now, the Beta who rejected her wants her back, but he will have to go through the King to get her.

Ophelia Holmes was always seen as the pack’s disgrace—the Beta’s daughter born without a wolf. Weak. Useless. Unworthy. But none of it mattered, because Elliot, the future Alpha of the Silver Mist Pack, loved her. He swore she was his mate, that he would claim her after the Moon Goddess Festival. Until the night he betrayed her. Before the entire pack, Elliot rejected her and chose her sister instead. Then, as Ophelia stood there, shattered and humiliated, her sister whispered a single lie that turned her whole world to ash: "She poisoned Elliot, she poisoned the future Alpha." The pack turned against her. The man she loved? He gave the order for her execution. But Ophelia’s fate was never in their hands. Because when she needed help, he came for her. Jarred Black. The Lycan King. The most feared creature to walk their lands. Now, Ophelia is caught between two powerful men—one who betrayed her and one who refuses to let her go. But Jarred isn’t just claiming her for himself. He came because he knows the truth. And as he looks into her eyes, his next words make her entire world collapse. "Did they ever tell you who your real father was?”

“You taste divine!” I gasped as he broke the kiss abruptly, flattening me under him. “If you are trying to seduce me,” his golden eyes shined, complimenting his husky tone. “Then it’s working, Little Swan!” ... Lizette waited for a long time to hear the word ‘mate’ from her childhood crush, Alpha Brandon. But when he finally said this, it was followed by cruel rejection. Considering this rejection as the end of this world, Lizette was devastated beyond words. She accepted her fate of eternal loneliness. However, the night of the annual mating ball proved her wrong. Her eyes locked with the most powerful lycan King, Alpha Vincent Lawrence, as his royal claim reverberated in the surroundings, “Mine!”

For our seventh anniversary, my mate, Alpha Ethan, sent my daughter and me to the Moon Goddess Altar. He told me it was a surprise—to give our daughter her dream of watching a meteor shower from the highest peak in the territory. But Ethan never came. The protective runes at my feet sputtered, then died. The ground beneath us began to crumble. My daughter screamed, her small body sliding toward the abyss. I lunged, grabbing her hand just before she went over the edge. I screamed his name through our mind-link. Ninety-nine times, he refused to answer. On my hundredth cry, the link didn't just open—it was ripped wide. It wasn’t his voice that answered. It was his senses, flooding mine. I saw it all. Him. Another she-wolf. And him, buried deep inside of her. "I knew you loved me, Ethan," her sickly-sweet voice purred. "You even sacrificed Marcus, just to save our Leo from the soul-sickness. I'll do anything for you." Ethan’s voice was velvet and ice. "Stop. If Sera hadn't betrayed me, you never would have had the chance to carry my heir. Once I get rid of her other pup—Jullian's bastard—we can be perfect again." My world shattered. My son... Rogues. I'd always believed rogues had stolen him. But it was his own father. He sacrificed him for a lie. With my last ounce of strength, I called Julian. "I'm breaking my bond with Ethan," I snarled into the new link. "Make me your Luna. In return, I will help you burn his pack to the ground."

My father cheated. I cut him out of my life. To get my forgiveness, my father put Lucas Moretti, the Don of New York, in my bed. I fell for Lucas, fast. He knew how to play gentle. Night after night, he’d hold me tight, fuck me like he owned me, and whisper how obsessed he was with me. Six months later, I was pregnant. I was the princess of New York's underworld. My father and Lucas gave me everything. They treated me like I was made of glass. But the day of the baby's blessing at the church? They were a no-show. My father said there was family business to handle. Then I got an anonymous link. A wedding. Live. In the video, my father, Lorenzo, was walking his mistress, Carla—the woman who killed my mother—down the aisle, a happy smile plastered on his face. And the other happy couple? My fiancé, and my father's bastard daughter, Sofia. I could hear Lucas’s voice clearly: "Well, Bella used to bully Sofia. I'm just helping her get the justice she deserves... As for Bella, it's time she was unburdened from a life she isn't built for." "I'll take over the Gallo family shares for her," he continued, "so she and our child can live without a care in the world." My father’s voice followed. "Bella’s too much like her mother—ambitious. That’s not a good thing for a woman." As my world shattered, a text from an unknown number lit up my screen: "Marry me, and the child you're carrying will be the sole heir of the Russo family."

Penelope Fox was raised in the Supernatural Academy and thought that she would be the next superstar celebrity. She didn't realize she was getting groomed to be sold as a breeder. Gamma Black of the Moon Stone Pack purchases Penelope intending to put her in his strip club/brothel. Thrusted into a world that only wants her for her body, Penelope has to navigate how to survive when she's still a virgin and has an innocent mind so she doesn't know how to do the things expected of her. No one anticipated that Alpha Stone would want her too.

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish. But they forgot one thing: Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered: “She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.” Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name. And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash. But enemies stir in silence. Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open. Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel. And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence: The gods will end. She will not. And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers: “The Flame That Walks Returns. Let the gods burn first.”

He rejected her once… left her humiliated and unseen. Summer came, and she returned unrecognizable—confident, beautiful, unstoppable. Now Hades Deville—the rival, the playboy—sees her and claims her as his mate. Can she survive being desired by the boy she never expected… and the one who once let her go?

She loved him. He humiliated her. Now she’s walking away—for good! Lily gave up everything for her husband, William Aldridge—the man she believed was her forever. But on their anniversary, the night she planned to share the news of her long-awaited pregnancy, she walked in on him tangled in the arms of her best friend. With betrayal cutting deeper than any knife and humiliation turning her heart to ash, Lily makes a choice. No more tears. No more waiting to be loved. If not for her shattered dignity, then for the sake of her unborn child, she will return to her true self—Lilian Arkwright, the hidden heiress of the powerful Arkwright Conglomerate. But just as she begins to rebuild her shattered world, she catches the attention of Aaron Aldridge—the devilishly handsome, younger tycoon brother of William, with secrets of his own and a desire to win her heart, no matter the cost. Now torn between the father of her unborn child, the man who broke her... and the man who would do anything to love her, Lilian must decide: Forgiveness or freedom? Past or future? ~•~•~ Pa! Lily threw the stack of documents on the table in front of him. Without waiting for him to question, she said. "Divorce papers, sign them." William stared at the documents like they were a foreign language. “Divorce papers? You’re not serious,” he said, his voice low, disbelieving. Lily remained seated across from him, her expression unreadable. “I’ve never been more serious in my life.” Leaning forward, she slid the pen across the table toward him and repeated. “Sign it.”