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Coincidentally they met again. They are childhood friend and playmates. But they always have compettion on medals and awards those times they were at grade schools. But an incident happened the governor died in a gun shot. And Jasmine suspected Jake. She believe what she saw. Would it be possible that she got wrong though she witnessed the crime in her two eyes.

Werewolves and Lycans have been enemies for a long time, but a prophecy reveals that a shewolf will one day rise and unify them. Evelyn is a pitiful Orphan Omega, who’s father was killed by rogues and whose mother died giving birth to her. She suffers pain and heartbreak when her fated mate rejects her and chooses her worst enemy as his lover. Yet he refuses to let her go but cruelly keeps her as his slave. Her life turns upside down when she is claimed by the powerful but arrogant Lycan King Kane and taken to his kingdom where she discovers deadly secrets about the truth of her father’s murder and struggles to hide a secret pregnancy that may cost her her life. But when the past comes back to haunt her through her possessive mate, Evelyn starts to wonder if she can ever trust any of the men that are fighting over her love.

Lola Ezperanza, known as Ms. ER, grew up alongside a determined man with clear ambitions for territorial expansion. Despite their shared history, Ms. ER understands that love and marriage are secondary to his goals. She bluntly tells Kara that her worth is tied to his ambitions, and if she doesn't fit into his plans, she will be discarded. Ms. ER stresses that even pregnancy won't shield Kara from his ruthless decisions, underscoring the harsh reality of their social hierarchy. As Ms. ER's words strike Kara deeply, she realizes that her hopes of keeping the child and staying with Marlo are in vain. Ms. ER's calculated emotional attack is designed to make Kara relinquish any illusions about a future with Marlo, demonstrating that sometimes emotional cruelty is more effective than physical harm.

Losing my family, best friend, best friends family and fiancee all in one day was hard. Being called back to deal with a family issue seems almost impossible. They all still don't know what really happened a and I wonder what they will say when they realize they accused me of nothing and do I really care. This story is dedicated to Justin Blaine Lacewell and Floyd Lacewell. I love you cuz and wish you were still here with us. Uncle Floyd, you fought a good fight and I will miss all your stories.

In the shadowy depths of Silverclaw, a secluded town steeped in ancient werewolf lore, Seraphina Nightshade stands poised to inherit her destiny as the next Luna. At 24, Seraphina is the heir to a powerful pack, bound by tradition and prophecy. But as she trains for her ascension, she is haunted by visions that hint at a fate more complex and perilous than she ever imagined. When Draven Thorn, the ruthless Alpha of the rival Blackwood pack, launches a series of attacks designed to destabilize Silverclaw, Seraphina finds herself caught in a web of betrayal and danger. Draven's ambitions threaten not only her pack but the delicate balance of power in the region. As tensions escalate, Seraphina uncovers disturbing truths about her lineage and the prophecy that governs her life. With her closest allies by her side and her own powers awakening, Seraphina must navigate a treacherous path filled with hidden enemies, ancient curses, and shocking revelations. As she delves deeper into the prophecy, she discovers that the true threat may lie not in the rival pack but in a dark force lurking in the shadows. In The Luna’s Ascension alliances are tested, secrets are unveiled, and the fate of Silverclaw hangs in the balance. Will Seraphina embrace her destiny and rise to the challenge, or will the weight of the prophecy and the schemes of her enemies lead to the pack’s downfall?

"I love you." She blurted out, eyes wide, filled with unshed tears as they both stared at each other. "I love you and I know you know that so please don't say what happened was a mistake or that you're leaving me." Her cracked at the last statement. "Don't destroy us." She moved closer to him, putting a gentle hand on his arm. He lifted his gaze to hers and she feared whatever it is he was going to say the way his eyes looked. They've never looked so....empty. "Darling, there is nothing to destroy if there was nothing to ever break. There was never an us Idalia." He stated venom lacing his words. "What?" Her voice cracked "Whatever happened between us was a mistake. I regret it." Her face crumpled as her hand dropped from his arm, putting space between them. "Don't say that." "Just leave Idalia." He turned his back to awards her and continued stuffing clothes into his bag. After some time, "Okay." She nodded her head in understanding, wiping her tears, trying to stop the already flowing tears. Glancing at him one more time, she walked out of his room. When Idalia Bianchi confesses her love to Ivan Volklov, her best friend and the heir to the Italian mafia, he does not reciprocate the feeling. Years after walking out of the room of the one she loves, he is back in her life. Her brother's best friend. It’s finally time for her to find a husband and according to her family tradition it has to be an arranged marriage and what better and safer match for her than a member of the Italian mafia. Even though there is already an alliance between the families, a marriage makes it more "sophisticated", like her father says.

His lips brushed my palm and every time his hot breath hit my skin, it set my nerves on fire. “What the—” I whispered, breathless. And then, with deliberate slowness, Sevastian slipped my ring finger into his mouth. My eyes widened in disbelief, my heart hammering against my chest. His teeth scraped my skin before sinking into the flesh, just enough to make me twitch from the sharp pain. I gasped, both from the sting and the bite I got from him. My entire body tensed as he bit down harder, marking me not with ink or metal, but with flesh and teeth. When he finally released my hand, my skin throbbed, the faint mark of his bite was visible against my finger. I cradled my hand, staring in disbelief at the mark he left behind. “This,” Sevastian murmured, his voice low and sharp. “Is my mark and ring.” His tone carried an edge, dangerous yet confident, as if the words were meant to bind me. “The symbol that you are no longer Celestina Valeztina-Savelli.” His lips ghosted over my skin, and my chest tightened as he whispered the next words. “...but Celestina Valeztina-Ortega.” His next words were a soft snarl, dripping with ruthless certainty. “My property, my wife.” He added, while locking his gaze on me. There was no hesitation in his eyes, no flicker of remorse, only that same ruthless determination that chilled me to my core. I tried to pull my hand back, but he didn’t let go. "You’re insane," I whispered, my voice barely audible, trembling despite my best efforts not to show it. “Yes, I’m insane,” he replied with a hint of mischief in his voice, “And I can drive you crazy…” He paused, letting the tension hang in the air.

In a world where the powerful Elders ruled with iron fists, the Marked Ones warriors cursed and gifted with abilities beyond mortal understanding were bound to serve. Among them, Lyla, a fierce and unyielding leader, emerged from the ashes of war with one purpose: to shatter the chains of the Elders and claim the throne for herself. After years of bloodshed and sacrifice, Lyla did the impossible she destroyed the Elders, dismantling their legacy of domination. But victory came with a price. Her rise to power awakened something far older and far more dangerous: the Forgotten Kings ancient rulers who had existed long before the Elders, hidden in the shadows of time, waiting for the right moment to reclaim what was once theirs. The city of ruins that Lyla thought was a stronghold of the past turned out to be a gateway to a prison for the Forgotten. Her mere presence, her power, unlocked the seals that held them back, and now, the ancient kings stir, whispering through shadows, testing her strength with apparitions and phantoms that defy life and death. Lyla, unyielding and defiant, refuses to kneel. With the Marked Ones by her side, she begins a journey to understand the true nature of the power she wields, a power that may have never belonged to the Elders, but to something much older, much darker. As the boundaries between past and present blur, Lyla must decide if she will be a mere successor to the throne or its ultimate conqueror. But with the Forgotten Kings watching her every move, and the shadows growing restless, the true war for dominance over the world has only just begun.

I am the most hated wolf in the Crescent Claw Pack. Branded curses. Shunned for the sins of my bloodline. But fate is cruel. During the Moon Rite, I didn’t find one mate. I found two. Caelum Veylor—billionaire Alpha, cold as steel, who swore my family ruined his life. Darius Thornveil—war-Alpha, ruthless and untamed, who lost his brother because of me. They despise me. They reject me. Yet the bond refuses to break. Dragged into their world of power and vengeance, I’m forced into a dangerous game where obsession burns hotter than hatred. Their touch makes me weak, their wolves refuse to let me go, and secrets from the past whisper that my curse is more powerful than anyone knows. Two Alphas. One cursed mate. And a prophecy that says I’ll either unite them—or destroy us all.

When emotionally distant billionaire Ezekiel Kalu is forced to marry to fulfill a family inheritance clause, he signs a one-year contract marriage with Amara Obi, a headstrong artist struggling with mounting debts and secrets of her own. What starts as a calculated arrangement quickly spirals into something neither of them prepared for. Beneath the surface of their ice-cold agreement, old wounds, shocking betrayals, and an undeniable spark begin to tear down their defenses. But when hidden truths are revealed, will love be enough to survive the lies that brought them together?