Chloe X Marinette

"I...wish to die..." Her small voice came out in a quiver; her whole body trembled as she braved herself to look up, showing her green but dull eyes to be seen by the man stood towering her. She didn't dare to move a single finger, even breathing the same air as him suffocate her. For all the rumours she heard about him. Alpha Cillian, silently looked at her with his golden eyes. He didn't even change a slight expression on his handsome face, nor he throw a warning growl at her for had the guts to lock eyes with him. Alpha Cillian, famous for his cold and ruthless act. The Alpha of the biggest and powerful pack in the continent, Silver Moon. His hands coated in blood of criminals and innocent people. Such dangerous creature, will never be softer to anyone. Then why is it have to be different towards her even though she is his mate? Chloe, not the only living Omega in Rock Mountain Pack, but she was the one with the most miserable fate. When everything seemed to be luck and blessing for her to be saved by the Alpha and became his adopted daugther; after she lost her parents due to the rogues attack, years later, it was nothing but torture. Not a single time pass Chloe didn't resent herself for not being able to escape and flee to have a normal life just like how everyone looks happy with theirs. Just how the Moon Goddess seemed to hate her that much that She sent her a man that will only added the misery she's been going through? Or... will this Chloe chance to escape? Will he help her from her live and escape death or rather grant her wish to embrace the death sooner?

Chloe-Anne King is done watching Owen Kyle act like Briarwood High is his personal kingdom. Cocky, adored, and untouchable, he’s the boy everyone fears, and the boy she’s secretly wanted for years, but he won’t see that; they’re not in the same league. So she makes a reckless decision: she’s going to humble him… by getting him exactly where she wants him. One risky night. One dangerous secret. And suddenly Owen has no choice but to play by her rules. But the closer Chloe pulls him, the messier everything gets. Owen stops being just the school’s golden boy; he becomes the one person who sees the cracks in her armor. And when real feelings start bleeding through the lies, the power shifts, the game flips, and Chloe’s the one left exposed. Now their reputations are on the line. Their secrets are slipping. And falling in love might be the most dangerous move either of them can make. She wanted to ruin him. He wanted to forget her. Neither expected to need the other. Briarwood High is about to burn, and they might go down with it.

DISCLAIMER !! THIS IS A MM ROMANCE. HUMAN X WEREWOLF LOVE. Kane Rivers, the Brim Pack’s legendary bachelor, has never let anyone close… until Shawn Miles, his nephew’s bright, fearless human best friend, steps into his territory. Suddenly the rules don’t matter, instincts take over, and Kane discovers that the boy meant to be just a guest could be the reason he finally loses his years of carefully guarded solitude.

"W-Wait… what if he walks in and sees us?" I gasped as Alexander’s hands slid up my thighs, his body pressing me harder against the door. “Let him,” He let out a low, wicked chuckle, his lips grazing my neck. "Then he’ll finally see exactly how badly his wife needs to be fucked." *** Desperate to forget her crumbling marriage, Chloe makes one impulsive mistake—mistaking a billionaire for a stripper. What should have been a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more dangerous when she learns the truth. Because the man in her bed isn’t just powerful, he’s one of the most influential men in the country. And he’s decided he’s not letting her go. Now, Chloe is caught between a husband who never loved her and a man who refuses to walk away. Will Alexander King be her dirty little secret, or will she surrender to temptation and let him own her in every sinful way?

In Alabama’s rot-soaked bayous, Drucilla Drakes survives by three rules: silence, scars, and never letting Louise—her Bible-thumping captor—catch her hoping. But when a schoolyard ambush leaves her bleeding beneath a stranger’s leather jacket, invisibility becomes a death sentence. Enter Dragon Morales: New Orleans’ most notorious runaway, a cartel prince turned outlaw mechanic with grease-stained hands and a death wish. He doesn’t save people—he survives them. Yet in Dru’s lashed flesh and hellfire gaze, he sees his own shattered reflection. Their bond is gasoline and matches. Dragon’s father—Colombia’s cartel kingpin—hunts them relentlessly. Louise, armed with voodoo rites and the chaos-hungry loa Marinette, vows to break Dru. Their only allies? The Lou Nwa, a bayou biker gang trading in bullets and black magic, and Papa Legba, the crossroads spirit who offers Dru a lethal bargain: *“Her soul or yours.”* Fleeing through the Deep South’s cursed underbelly, they dodge cartel hitmen, haunted swamps, and safehouses reeking of betrayal. Dark magic seeps into old wounds; family secrets tighten like nooses. Dragon swears he’s too ruined to love. Dru knows she’s too shattered to trust. But in the bayou’s choking heat, desire is a grenade they can’t outrun. This isn’t a fairytale. It’s switchblade kisses and saintly curses—a collision of fire and ruin where protectors become predators. Dru doesn’t need saving; she needs an inferno. And Dragon? He’s got a lighter and nothing left to burn. Will they raze the South to ashes, or become the sacrifice the crossroads demands? One truth remains: in the bayou, even survival leaves scars. **Warning:** No princes here. Just bayou smoke, blood-soaked magic, and the kind of love that devours.

When the car crash happens, Maisie Hale uses her body to shield me from the brunt of the damage, leaving me uninjured. But when she wakes up, it turns out that she only remembers everything prior to her 18-year-old self. Her boyfriend at that time is Daniel York. Maisie's best friend, Chloe Shaw, keeps advising me to let Maisie go so that she can get back together with Daniel. Chloe claims that Maisie, an obedient girl, will only get to experience a range of emotions when she's with Daniel. But when Maisie's with a goody-two-shoes like me, her life is boring and dull. What no one knows is that I've had a crush on Maisie for many years now. That's why I stubbornly wait for the day that Maisie will regain her memories of me. Three years later, I get diagnosed with cancer. On the same day, I also find out what sort of surprise Maisie has prepared for me on the day of the accident. Finally, I let my love for Maisie go. When she hands me the divorce agreement once again, I sign it without hesitation.

I was Alpha Damian Jones' fated mate. At the mating ceremony, he had made a Blood Moon vow in front of my pack. He had claimed that I, Eva Lopez, would be his one and only Luna in this lifetime. It had been the happiest moment in my life. Seven years had passed since then, and yet I was still a virgin—an untouched Luna who had yet to be marked by her Alpha. Still, I was willing to live my life like this. But not long ago, Damian returned from the battlefield with a she-wolf by his side. She was Chloe Lane, the daughter of the Bloodfang pack's Alpha. He told me that she was here as a guest and that I should take good care of her. I treated Chloe like a little sister of mine and took great care of her. That was, until I decided to visit her with a glass of warm milk one night. When I reached her room, I heard suppressed, breathless moans coming from inside the room. Next, I heard Damian's husky voice. "Why are you crying?" he asked. "Isn't this what you've always wanted?"

Aku datang ke rumah mereka dengan niat yang tersembunyi. Dengan identitas yang kupalsukan, aku menjadi seorang pembantu, hanyalah bayang-bayang di antara kemewahan keluarga Hartanta. Mereka tidak pernah tahu siapa aku sebenarnya, dan itulah kekuatanku. Aku tak peduli dengan hinaan, tak peduli dengan tatapan merendahkan. Yang aku inginkan hanya satu: merebut kembali tahta yang seharusnya menjadi milikku. Devan, suami Talitha, melihatku dengan mata penuh hasrat, tak menyadari bahwa aku adalah ancaman bagi dunianya. Talitha, istri yang begitu anggun, justru menyimpan ketertarikan yang tak pernah kubayangkan. Dan Gavin, adik Devan yang kembali dari luar negeri, menyeretku lebih jauh ke dalam pusaran ini dengan cinta dan gairah yang akhirnya membuatku mengandung anaknya. Tapi semua ini bukan karena cinta, bukan karena nafsu. Ini tentang kekuasaan. Tentang balas dendam. Aku relakan tubuhku untuk mendapatkan kembali apa yang telah diambil dariku. Mereka mengira aku lemah, mengira aku hanya bagian dari permainan mereka, tapi mereka salah. Akulah yang mengendalikan permainan ini. Namun, semakin aku terjebak dalam tipu daya ini, satu pertanyaan terus menghantui: Setelah semua ini—setelah aku mencapai tahta—apakah aku masih memiliki diriku sendiri? Atau semuanya akan hancur bersama rahasia yang kubawa?

🔞 WARNING ⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL SCENES NOT SUITABLE FOR UNDER 18! “I gave him everything,” Naya whispered, staring at the papers in her hand. The divorce papers she never saw coming. Her hands trembled, but not from fear. Now, it was rage. Across the room, Chloe smirked, her hand resting on Daniel’s shoulder. “You should’ve seen this coming, Naya. You were never enough for him.”

Au cours de ma cinquième année d'amour pour Gabriel, il a hérité du titre de Seigneur Vampire de son défunt frère — ainsi que de la veuve de son frère, Chloe, l'ancienne Reine de Sang, et, par le sang et la loi, elle est ma parenté par alliance. Chaque fois qu'il revenait de sa chambre, Gabriel me tenait doucement et chuchotait, « Isabella, Chloe n'est que ma conjointe choisie. Une fois qu'elle aura porté et donné naissance au descendant du Clan des Crocs-de-Flamme, je me lierai à toi par un Lien de Sang. » Il a dit que c'était la seule condition que sa famille avait exigée pour qu'il monte en tant que Seigneur Vampire. Pendant les six mois qui ont suivi notre retour, il a répondu à son appel une centaine de fois. Au début, une fois par mois. Puis une fois par semaine. Et finalement, chaque nuit. La centième nuit où je suis restée éveillée à l'attendre, Chloe a enfin conçu. La nouvelle est arrivée avec une autre annonce— Gabriel et Chloe seraient bientôt liés par le Sang. Mon fils a levé les yeux vers moi, confus et innocent. « Maman... n'ont-ils pas dit que Papa formerait un Lien de Sang avec la Reine de Sang qu'il aime ? Pourquoi n'est-il pas encore venu nous ramener à la maison ? » « Parce que, » ai-je dit doucement, passant ma main dans ses cheveux, « la Reine de Sang qu'il aime n'a jamais été ta mère. » « Mais ce n'est pas grave », ai-je ajouté. « Je te ramènerai chez nous. Notre propre maison. » Ce que Gabriel n'avait jamais compris, c'était que — en tant que fille unique d'un Roi Vampire régnant, je ne m'étais jamais souciée du titre de Reine de Sang du Clan des Crocs-de-Flamme.