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Hazel’s perfectly planned life shatters the night another woman answers her long-distance fiancé’s phone. Heartbroken and desperate to numb the pain, she drinks past her limits and ends up in the bed of the absolute last man she should ever touch: Xavier Sterling, her terrifyingly cold billionaire boss. Xavier rules his empire with an iron fist and a frozen heart. He doesn’t do romance or feelings—he only does lust. But after their explosive one-night stand, he refuses to let her walk away. He corners her with an indecent proposition: satisfy their intense, undeniable chemistry behind closed doors, with absolutely no emotional strings attached. Seeking an escape from her own heartbreak, Hazel agrees to the dangerous arrangement, completely unaware of the toxic, possessive trap she is walking into. As the lines between them begin to blur, Hazel realizes she is breaking his one golden rule by falling in love with a man who seems entirely incapable of loving her back. But when an unexpected secret changes everything, Hazel is forced to make a devastating choice. Will she be able to escape the fiercely possessive CEO before he breaks her entirely, or will their dangerous game destroy them both?

PSA: This book has high smut intensity, intoxicating chemistry and compelling family and sibling rivalry. Aanoni Adukolapo was raised to lead. He is disciplined, charismatic, egoistic, and heir to a fortune. At twenty-eight, he has carved his name into a perfume empire, a revolt against his father’s tight reins. But power has never unsettled him the way Ere does. Ereadurami is thirty-five: elegant and dangerously alluring. The kind of woman who should be sacred, a taboo, and off-limits in Yoruba culture. Her boutique displays her clothing artistry, work of a master. She is sweet, refined, but behind that subtle demeanor lies a hungry succubus. What begins as a random suggestion inside her boutique soon spirals into a hunger neither of them can resist. Every glance, every stare, every breath is calculated, meant not to seem weak. She is older, forbidden, and everything his father would use to destroy him. But the closer Aanoni gets to Ere, the harder it becomes to care about consequences. Desire is intoxicating, hypnotic and surrendering to her might be the most reckless, irresistible rebellion of all. Ere’s Scent is a sensual and erotic tale of age-gap temptation, power, and passion where legacy clashes with lust, where rebellion clashes with passion , and one forbidden woman could bring an empire to its knees.

Avina Drene-Graves spent her first life being loyal, obedient, and blind to the rot around her—until she was framed, tortured, and murdered by her husband, her sister, and the family who raised her. But fate gives her a second chance. Reborn five years earlier, Avina vows to destroy the people who orchestrated her downfall. Her plan begins with the one man powerful enough to topple the Graves dynasty from within: Ronan Graves—her ex-husband’s cold, feared, dangerously controlled uncle. Avina seduces him with lies. He ensnares her with obsession. Their marriage becomes a weapon, their chemistry a battlefield. As Avina dismantles her enemies one by one, buried secrets crawl back to life—illegal experiments, missing people, and a hidden order that once claimed her mother. But when the shadows of the past target Ronan’s daughters, Avina must confront the darkest truth of all: Some monsters weren’t meant to be escaped. They were meant to be killed. *A dark rebirth romance filled with power, obsession, revenge, and a love that destroys everything in its way.* ⚠️ Content Advisory This story contains dark and mature themes, including past sexual assault (non-graphic), cult abuse, psychological and emotional manipulation, medical trauma, forced pregnancy themes, violence, kidnapping, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion is advised.

18+(Contains Dark Themes) __ "That doesn't make this okay," I breathed. "I'm married. Why are you even interested in me?" He leaned closer, his breath warm against my ear. "I found a drop-dead gorgeous woman holding back tears at my welcome party." His fingers crept under the hem of my sweatshirt. "Interested? Catherine, can't you see I'm obsessed?" **** When Catherine Holloway’s gets drunk at a gala, she wakes up tangled in the sheets, and the arms of her estranged stepson, Soren Ashford. The dangerously alluring Lycan has always been a distant shadow in her life… until now. Their chemistry is raw, relentless, and ruinous. But when she discovers she’s pregnant, his dismissal destroys her before she could let him know: "It was just an affair.” Exiled and disgraced, Catherine rebuilds her life from nothing, until Soren returns a year later. Hungrier. Possessive. Unhinged. He’ll burn fortunes, break alliances, and slaughter every enemy who dares stand between them. Because Catherine isn’t just his stepmother anymore. She’s his obsession. And this time, he’s not just asking for forgiveness. He’s taking her back.

Five years ago, Cassia was cast out of Blackridge Pack, rejected by her fated mate, stripped of rank, and left to fend for herself in a world that hunts lone wolves. She didn’t beg. She didn’t look back. She ran, with his child growing inside her. Now she’s returned, not with one pup, but two. Twins, cloaked in scent masking spells and secrets, she reenters the territory she swore never to see again. The Alpha who broke her? He’s still ruling with ruthless control. But Cassia isn’t the girl he banished, and Kade isn’t the man she remembers. Their chemistry is still deadly. Their past, unfinished. But this isn’t just a second chance romance. As Cassia tries to protect her children from a pack that would use them, she begins to uncover the truth: only one of the twins is hers. The other? Engineered by the Council. Created from stolen Alpha blood. Designed to destroy or save the future of the shifter world. And Kade may have known all along. Blistering with sexual tension, layered betrayals, and supernatural politics, The Alpha’s Rejected Mate Returns with Twins is a dark, addictive slow burn perfect for fans of morally gray Alphas, secret-baby twists, jealous rivals, and prophecies gone wrong.

Let me introduce myself. I'm Ginger Snapper, I’m twenty-five years of age. I work for Eclipse Magazine. I have been with the magazine for five years, as well as with my blog. I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I’m adopted, and I have always known since I was five. For me, it was fine because I didn’t remember my parents, just that my mom was now my real mom’s best friend. I grew up in a loving home and was given what I needed in life to succeed. She gave me a chance to do what I love. She gave me a family and support to chase after my dreams. So I am grateful for all of that. So, I also volunteer as a mentor to young children in my free time to help give back. I stood up and went to the door to see who was there. When I got to the door, there was a note taped to my door. I looked in the hall to see if anyone was around, but there was no one. So I grabbed the note and went back inside my apartment. It was just a small note folded over a couple of times with nothing written on the outside of it. I unfolded the note and read the note, and I was shocked at what I read. “There is so much about yourself you don’t know. You need to start looking into where you come from. You're in danger and don’t know why you're in danger. You'd better start learning who you truly are before it's too late. I know my mother was killed in a freak accident, and I never knew who my father was.

The last thing Valentina Serra sees before she dies is the crack in the ceiling above her bed. She is 45 years old. She is not unhappy. That, she realizes in the last seconds of her first life, is the most devastating thing she could say about it. She opens her eyes in a university lecture hall in Barcelona. She is 20 years old. Her notebook is open, her pen is in her hand, and she can feel — with the precision of someone who has lived an entire life — exactly how much she is about to waste if she does nothing. She does something. Armed with 25 years of memory, Valentina sets out to close every loop she left open: the military commission she dismissed, the marketing career she let others architect for her, the relationship she stayed in long past its expiry date, and the mother she visited but never truly knew. One by one, she reaches for the life she talked herself out of the first time around. But the two people closest to her — the friends who have always been there, always supportive, always first to suggest the safer, smaller option — are watching. And when Valentina begins exceeding the quiet ceiling that they built for her, Isabel and David begin to coordinate. Then there is Ethan Cole. Washington D.C. Investment sector. Five years younger, which bothered her the first time. He will walk into her life again in Barcelona, and this time Valentina already knows what the long dinner and the careful conversation and the late-night walk along the Passeig de Gràcia will mean — if she doesn't talk herself out of it. She is not going to talk herself out of it.

Kate Hayes was never meant to stand at the altar. But in a single moment, her life is turned completely upside down. One minute she is struggling to keep her life together, trying to survive in a world that has never been kind to her. The next, she finds herself standing in a wedding hall filled with powerful people, whispers spreading through the crowd as every pair of eyes suddenly turns toward her. And before she can even understand what is happening, she becomes Mrs. Aiden Wolf. Aiden Wolf is not a man anyone dares to challenge. Cold, powerful, and dangerously unpredictable, he is the billionaire whose name alone is enough to silence a room. The world sees him as untouchable—a man who always gets what he wants. And now, for reasons Kate cannot understand, he wants her. Their marriage is supposed to be simple. Just an arrangement between two strangers forced into the same life. No emotions. No questions. No unnecessary complications. At least, that is what Kate tells herself. But living under the same roof as Aiden Wolf is nothing like she imagined. Behind the walls of his luxurious mansion lies a world filled with secrets, tension, and a man whose true intentions remain impossible to read. One moment he treats her like nothing more than a stranger tied to him by circumstance. The next, he watches her with an intensity that makes her heart race for reasons she cannot explain. The deeper Kate falls into Aiden’s dangerous world of wealth and power, the more she begins to realize something unsettling. Because the closer she gets to the truth, the more one terrifying question refuses to leave her mind. If this marriage was never meant to happen… Then why did Aiden Wolf choose her?

I loved Alpha Lucien Grey with all my heart. From the moment I first saw him, I was drawn to him. However, I always knew the one Lucien loved was someone else. Her name was Summer White. I thought I’d be like one of those tragic side characters in romance stories—forever on the sidelines, watching the man I loved build a life with another woman. However, everything changed three years ago when Summer ran away on the night of the marking ceremony, saying she wasn’t ready to be claimed. Lucien had to make a decision and announced he would find a new partner. So, I stepped forward. Wearing a dress that didn’t quite fit, my hands trembling, I stood in for Summer. That day, Lucien and I formed a bond as mates. For the past three years, Lucien had treated me with warmth and kindness. He was gentle and thoughtful. He took care of me in every way. However, just over a month ago, Summer came back to our pack. On the night of our anniversary, she got drunk and called Lucien in tears, sobbing that she regretted everything. Lucien’s hands were shaking so hard he almost dropped his phone, but he didn’t hang up. He just stood there, torn. When his eyes met mine, full of confusion and pain, I took his hand—still trembling—and said softly, “Go to her.” The moment he left, I filed the mate-bond termination papers at City Hall, requesting to break the bond. After all, these years of stolen happiness were never really mine to keep. It was time for me to leave, too.

“She is a murderer!” Alpha Dan roared. “That bitch murdered my son!” I kept my eyes on the ground. It was safer that way. The entire hall felt like it was closing in on me, heavy with judgment. “Only fools resort to such unruly grammar.” The voice was calm. Controlled. Deadly ,for a moment no one said anything “What did you just say to me?” Alpha Dan demanded. “I dare you to lay a finger on her,” He replied. “You called me here for a truce. I can start a war just as easily. Besides, fools are highly flammable.” Before I knew it polished shoes stopped in front of me he came down to my level. Warm fingers slid under my chin and lifted my face. My breath caught. His touch was gentle, but my skin burned where he held me. When I met his eyes, the world narrowed to just us. “She’s from your pack?” he asked softly before tilting his head like he was making a decision “Then I’m changing the papers. The name will read Violet Throne.” My heart stumbled. “And most importantly,” he said, his thumb brushing my jaw, “she’s mine.” ~~~~~ The last thing Voilet expected at the mating ball was to be accused of murder. Now she’s on the run. To survive, she abandons her identity and lives as a man. She never planned to become a bodyguard and she certainly never planned to work for the most ruthless Alpha in the territories. But the most dangerous part? He looks at her like she’s the answer to everything he’s ever wanted.