Cut The Tension With A Knife

Ashton, a powerful Alpha, has rejected his fated Luna, Ava, believing their bond will make him weak. But Ava's magic is growing stronger, and the pull between them is undeniable. When a dangerous mission forces them into close quarters, the tension between them ignites-along with deadly secrets that could tear them apart. In a world full of betrayal and ancient power, can they resist the bond pulling them together? Or will the flames of desire and destiny consume them both?

Married three years. Stood up three years. Today was the last time I bothered showing up. Surprise—he bailed again. Still clinging to hope like a total idiot, I called. One last shot. "A-Aurora, I'm busy. Just wait," he muttered. And then her voice cut in. All breathy and smug: "That old woman can't satisfy you, huh? Paolo, be gentle." Click. Right on cue, Marco Medici—loyal, patient, saint-like Marco—sent his 99th proposal. This time, I didn't leave him hanging. [Want to come over for bollito misto?]

My mate, Alpha Ryan, started skipping my healer's appointments after I got pregnant. He always blamed pack business. But I found him at the clinic anyway. He was with another pregnant she-wolf—his childhood friend, Bonnie. He held her with a tenderness he no longer gave me. "I'll take responsibility for this child," he promised her. "He'll be safe." His words shattered my world. Their child? I stormed in to confront them and saw it: his temporary mark on her neck. He swore the pup wasn't his. He claimed a rogue attacked her and the mark was only for protection. His lie was a knife twisting in our mate bond. I was carrying his pure-blooded heir. But he let the pack brand my child a bastard, while hailing her half-blood pup as his true heir. To protect Bonnie, he locked me in a silver-laced cell. The silver was a living death. He didn't realize his mistake until I took the forbidden herbs, sacrificing our child and collapsing in a pool of my own blood. Only then did he cradle my broken body, begging for a forgiveness I would never give.

The night of our engagement party, I found my best friend playing a dangerous game with my fiancé. The casino on our family's private yacht was where I found them. Clara was sitting on the lap of my fiancé, Killian, the Falcone family heir. Killian held a sharp family dagger, its tip snagging the thin strap of her dress. The blade traced a path along her collarbone. The slightest pressure would snap the silk. It was a dangerous, intimate scene. I stepped forward with a frown, but Killian just scoffed. "It's just a little game to liven things up, Principessa. Don't be so tense." Clara's eyes narrowed, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "We're just playing a traditional family game. The knife game. You don't mind, do you, sweetie?" I was about to speak, but Killian's expression hardened. "We just got engaged and you're already trying to control me?" So I said nothing. I just drew my custom pistol from its holster on my thigh. "So, it's a game," I said. "Then let's play for something real."

After Ryan Spencer cheated on me again with his secretary, I completely lost it. When my mind started to spiral, I grabbed the fruit knife off the table. I just wanted it to end. “Why are you hurting yourself again? He doesn’t love you anymore?” I looked up. The sixteen-year-old Ryan was walking toward me, heartbreak written all over his face. His voice was gentle. “Tell me who he is. I’ll make him pay.” I stared into the bright, earnest eyes of the boy standing in front of me. I didn’t say a word. I simply lifted my hand and pointed at his face. Later, Ryan was the one who had me admitted to a psychiatric hospital. When the sedative began to wear off, the teenage boy appeared again, sitting by my bed. He stared at the man outside who looked just like him. The light in his eyes faded little by little. Then he spoke, his voice strained. “I don’t care who he is. I’ll kill him.” The sixteen-year-old Ryan never lied to me. When he said something, he meant it.

War is the hardest hours to fall in love in any humans life. Sora is a Japanese immigrant who falls in love with a foreigner, Jon. He leaves his country home but his love life is cut short when Jon dies serving his country and worst, Sora is pregnant.Sora has given up all hope to find love so he focuses on his family which includes his mother-in-law and his son.He has yet another package coming when a man of the hour, pops into his life and changes his way of living.Will Sora get the happiness he deserves or will fate keep playing games with him?

I am Kaelen’s mate,” I said, and their jaws dropped. “I, Lyra Moonfall , reject you, Kaelen Darkmoor, as my fated mate and cut all ties now and forever.” Hurtful? Maybe. Justified? Absolutely. Beaten, betrayed, and on the run, I collapse at the borders of a rival pack only to be found by Thorian, Soren, and Vaelin. Three powerful Alphas. Three impossible mates. And all three claim me. As enemies close in and secrets of my past unravel, I must choose between survival, love, and becoming the Luna I was always meant to be. But can I trust all three… or will loving them destroy everything?

When I first met Thomas Hilton, he was still a street punk covered in blood. The only good thing about him was the clumsy sincerity when he tattooed my name on his chest. Later, when he rose to power, with a wave of his hand, he gave me half of Bronze Bay as a wedding gift. Everyone in Harborwood knew that I, Jessica Shaw, was more important to him than his own life. That was until today, when the celebrity Thomas kept finally walked into our house. With a big belly, she said to me with a smile, "Ms. Shaw, are you going to leave with dignity now, or wait until my son grows up and throws you out of this place?" I just raised my hand and ordered a subordinate to help her "give birth". When Thomas saw the pool of blood beneath her, he flew into a rage. He pressed a knife to my neck and said, "Jessica, you should know when to be satisfied!" I laughed softly and pressed the muzzle of a gun against his heart. "You really had a change of heart. Good thing my heart didn't change. My truest self is my ambition." Bang! A gunshot rang out.

Marianne is blessed with another life from the moon goddess after her previous life was cut short. Her decision is to stay far away from those that caused her sudden demise. Now she has to deal with the fate of being appointed as a royal maid, which means that she would be facing the lycan triplet princes who killed her in her last life. A huge bunch of uncertainty surrounds this second meeting, the lycan princes are still devilish in nature as they have always been but what happens when they find out Marianne is their fated mate? Will Marianne accept to spend the rest of her life with lycans like them?

Mae Fang suddenly discovers she has a sister and a rich family living in Evencrest city, but her parents only want her so they can save their precious Aria from a terrible fate. ~ "The Starweaver Academy is only meant for a selected few." She snarls at my uniform. "It doesn't fit a low life like you-" I cut my mother off with a bite. "But you need me, right? You need me to save your precious Aria." She doesn't answer before sending me off. At the academy, I'm opening my locker when three boys walk up to me. They are triplets! And they growl. "Mate."