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"He is under our protection now. No male wolf will ever put a hand on him again. I promise you on my blood." Johnson Whitmoor was left for dead. Brutally broken and mutilated with silver knives by the tyrannical Crimson Fang Pack at Bloodmoon Lake, the young male wolf lost his ability to shift and was forced into deep hiding. Desperate to escape the horrific ghosts of his past, his family fled the Midrealm Territories to seek sanctuary in the rugged Moonreach Coastlands. Bearing the jagged scars of a ruined omega on his face and walking with a permanent limp, Johnson’s only plan is to remain invisible, blend into the shadows of the local pack university, and survive. But hiding a fated scent from true apex predators is impossible. Enter the Dark Trio: Kade Fenrir, Zuberi Darkclaw, and Malakai Thornwolf. As the absolute ruling Alphas of the Western Alpha Syndicate, they command the Moon Docks, dictate the regional Trade Routes, and answer to no one. They are massive, dominant, and dangerous. The moment Johnson limps into their territory, his raw, damaged scent triggers an primal, chaotic obsession within their inner wolves. They don't just want to protect the gorgeous, broken male pup—they want to claim him. When old enemies resurface and dark pack secrets threaten to tear the syndicate apart, the Alphas launch a lethal Pack Truth Quest. They will stop at nothing to hunt down the rogues who hurt their mate, even if it means burning down the entire Shadow Howlers dominion. As raw mating heat sparks an intense, addictive physical bond, Johnson must learn to trust the heavy, possessive grip of three protective Alphas. Can they mend his shattered spirit-wolf, or will the vicious secrets of his past hunt him down first?

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?

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Just one week before my marking ceremony with Lucien, I discovered his heart already belonged to someone else. His secretary, Anika, walked out of his office with a smirk that was a little too knowing. Her blouse was askew, her usually neat hair a tangled mess, and only the faintest trace of her crimson lipstick remained. My heart seized in my chest, and my fingers went cold on the doorknob. Two years ago, she had been a timid girl fresh from the countryside. All that pretense of innocence had vanished, replaced by a brazen ambition written across her face. Her relentless eagerness around Lucien had always grated on my nerves, and I had asked him more than once. "Lucien, can't you replace her?" His smile would always fade. "Anika saved my life," he'd say. "I can't be so heartless." Now, that single triumphant smirk was all it took for me to understand. What others once envied in me had already been trampled beneath her heels. My phone vibrated. It was a new proposal from the event planner. [The marking ceremony plan is nearly perfect. Can we finalize it?] I refused to be consumed by sorrow. I wiped a tear from my cheek and made one last adjustment to the document.——Replaced the bride's name withAnika I didn't want a false love, or a fake Alpha Lucien. Let them have the marking ceremony. Let Anika stand at his side as his Luna, his chosen mate. In seven days, I would be gone with my pup.

As I was about to leave The Crimson Curtain, my brother Corvus's elite vampire club, a woman who claimed to be the manager stopped me. "Ma'am, you just helped yourself to a priceless vial of Elder's Blood. You have to pay." I looked at the unfamiliar face, sensing the weak blood of a lesser vampire. She must be a fledgling, I thought, new to the club and unaware of who I was. "Your boss approved it," I said flatly. "Take it up with him." But the woman just sneered at me. "Plenty of women try to get close to our boss. If every one of you took what you wanted, how would we stay in business?" She shoved a copy of the club rules at me. Anyone who takes Elder's Blood without permission pays with three times the amount in heart's blood. Or they don't leave. Vampire guards started to close in, some even drawing silver blades, ready to take me down. I laughed, a cold, sharp sound. I couldn't believe Corvus's club had such an insane rule. "I am the Lord of House Volkov. Corvus's own sister. If he needs compensation, he can come to me himself." But her mockery only sharpened. "You look like some low-born stray. Claiming ties to a noble house? Pathetic. Hand over the heart's blood. Now." My patience snapped. I sent a message to the family elders through our bloodline. "Tell Corvus to either make this woman disappear forever, or I'm taking back ownership of this club. All of it."

BOOK 1 OF THE FATED LUNA SERIES Lennox Haney was born for greatness, but all of that was taken away from her the day her father mysteriously died. After that she became nothing more than a slave to her stepmother and stepsister. Growing fed up with their daily torture she decides to escape so that she can one day come back and reclaim all that was once meant to be hers. Six years later she returns stronger than she was as a child and determined to take back everything that belonged to her while destroying the two women who took it all from her in the first place. However all her plans are turned upside down when she meets the dangerous and handsome alpha of Crimson Tides. "He isn’t good enough for you." He whispered, sending fire racing through my very veins. "And he won't be able to help you achieve what you're trying to achieve." "And you can?" I demanded, pulling away. "Sure," he responded easily. "Under one condition." "Condition?" I repeated, frowning. "That's right, sweetheart." Remaining silent, I considered what Silas was saying. I wasn't sure if I should even allow him to go any further, but it was a little unnerving that he seemed to know what I came here to do. Maybe I could hear him out. "I'm listening." I said slowly, bracing myself. "What's that condition?" "It's pretty simple." He beamed, causing my heart to constrict painfully. "All you have to do is pretend to be my fiance. What do you say?"

"I invoke the Right of Claim." Silent. The executioner's blade stopped only inches from my neck. The entire courtroom fell. "What are you doing. Alpha?" One of the elders demanded. "She tried to kill you." "I know." "She murdered your warriors." "I know that too." "Then why you save her?" The Alpha's crimson eyes never left mine. "Because she's under my claim." *** I was raised to become the perfect weapon. No family. No freedom. No future either. After failing the mission to assassinate Alpha Darius Ravencrest, I expected to die beneath the executioner's blade. Instead, the most feared Alpha in the North claimed me as his prisoner and brought me into the heart of his pack. A place where every wolves wanted me to dead. Darius insists he's only keeping me alive until he uncovers the truth about me. The problem is I don't know the truth either. Yet every day he watches me as though I'm a mystery only he can solve, while I fight to escape the enemy who now holds my life in his hands. But the deeper we uncover the truth, the more impossible questions begin to surface. Why was I raised as a weapon instead of a daughter? Why has my wolf never awakened? And why does the blood flowing through my veins make the most powerful Alphas fear my existence? As forgotten secrets rise from the ashes of a fallen kingdom, I'll have to decide who I truly am. The assassin my enemies created or the last heir destined to reclaim a throne drenched in blood.

They stole everything from Selena Fortezza. Her future. Her happiness. The life she was supposed to have. Now, she has only one purpose... to make the Castellano family pay. To destroy Italy's most feared mafia empire, Selena steps into a world where loyalty is bought with blood and betrayal is rewarded with death. Armed with a new identity and a carefully crafted plan, she infiltrates the Castellanos' inner circle, determined to get close to the one man standing at the heart of it all... Draco Castellano. Feared. Untouchable. Ruthless. The heir to La Casa delle Ombre doesn't believe in mercy. He doesn't forgive. He doesn't lose. What begins as a calculated mission soon becomes a dangerous game neither of them expected to play. Every lie pulls Selena deeper into his empire. Every encounter chips away at the walls she built around her heart. Draco should have been her target. Instead, he becomes her greatest temptation. As enemies close in and deadly secrets begin to unravel, Selena realizes revenge isn't as simple as destroying a man who refuses to be broken. Especially when that same man looks into her eyes and whispers... "You walked into my world on your own, my moon. Don't blame me when you can't find your way out. Run if you want... I'll enjoy chasing you. The world is big enough to hide you, but not big enough to keep you from me because the moment you became my obsession, the rest of the world stopped mattering. In my world, you don't choose to leave... I decide when you're free." In a world ruled by blood, power, and obsession, the line between vengeance and desire begins to disappear. Because falling for your enemy is dangerous... But trying to escape Draco Castellano? That may be impossible.

Adira believed she had finally escaped the darkness of her past when she agreed to marry Xavier, the future Alpha and the man she loved with all her heart. For him, she sacrificed everything. To secure his rise to power after his grandfather, she even stained her hands with blood, killing his own uncle so Xavier could claim the throne. But on the day that was supposed to mark the beginning of their forever, her world shattered. The two people she trusted the most, Xavier and her beloved cousin June, betrayed her. Instead of becoming Luna, Adira was left to burn alive, discarded like a pawn once she had served her purpose. With her final breath, she makes one desperate plea to the Moon Goddess: a second chance. When Adira opens her eyes again, she awakens in the past, before the betrayal, before the wedding, before everything began. This time, she refuses to be their victim. No longer the naive woman who loved too easily, Adira is determined to rewrite her fate. She will make those who betrayed her pay for every ounce of pain they caused. This time, she won’t burn. They will. But fate has other plans. Standing in her path is the one man she once killed, Alessandro Hunter, the infamous Crimson Alpha and heir to the most powerful bloodline. In her previous life, Alessandro despised Adira, seeing her as nothing more than a weak and foolish woman. Yet this time, something about her is different. The timid girl he once hated has vanished, replaced by a woman filled with fire, secrets, and vengeance. And despite himself… Alessandro finds that he can’t look away. What will happen when the secrets of her past life were revealed, and Alessandro can't help but protect her?

The Blood Moon Feast was over. I was delivering the synthetic blood supplement I'd developed for the vampire lord, Evander, when he suddenly threw me to the ground. "Give it to me... I want you..." His crimson eyes burned with desperate hunger. My face flushed. I thought he finally understood the love I held for him. So I let him sink his fangs into my neck. I let him form a blood bond with me—a human. I wanted eternity with him. But when I woke up, Evander's eyes were filled with shock and regret. It wasn't love. Just an uncontrollable frenzy from his once-a-century bloodlust curse. And now it was too late. A human bonded to an ancient vampire suffers excruciating, soul-tearing pain. To forcibly break the bond? A death sentence. Evander chose to honor it. He owed me—I'd saved his life once in the human world. But everything changed when Odette died. His true love, waiting centuries to bond with him. When she learned of our union, she shattered—left the City of Eternal Night alone and walked into an ambush by rogue hunters. They burned her to ash. When his family brought back the only thing left—a moonstone pendant—Evander's hands closed around my throat. "This was your plan all along, wasn't it? You trapped me in this bond. Then you conspired with hunters to kill Odette. Go to hell and apologize to her yourself!" He ripped the bond from me, tearing away the very blood that kept me alive. A day and a night of agony as my organs ruptured. Then I died. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Back to the night his curse erupted.