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I was sitting in City Hall, about to sign that damn mate bond certificate with Logan—Alpha of the Eastside Moonclaws—when his phone buzzed. One glance. Then he stood up like this was all just another errand. Didn’t even flinch when he said: “Something came up. Let’s push the bond signing to another day, yeah?” And just like that, he was gone. Left me sitting alone, surrounded by bonded pairs, all glowing with that sickly sweet “forever” vibe. Why? Because Emma, his darling little childhood packmate, twisted her ankle during pack-speed training—trying to keep up with the advanced wolves when she barely passed the basic shifts. Ten minutes later, I get a text: “Emma’s injury’s kinda serious. I gotta stay with her. Let’s move the wedding, okay?” Just another time—maybe the last—Logan picked her over me. But this time? No tears. No begging. No rage. The clerk gave me a quiet look, like she already knew how the story ended. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I pulled out my phone.Didn’t wait for him to change his mind. The clerk gave me that soft, pitying look. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I shook my head, and dialed home. The moment my Beta sister picked up. “Tell Alpha Dad I’m coming back to the Ridge. Today.” A pause. “You sure?” “Yeah,” I said, standing up, my voice steady. “I’m done here.” And just like that, I walked out. Not just from the building—but from him.

"Sorry, but I can't wait any longer, baby. I need to fuck you right now and I am going to do it right here". Her outfit had a zipper that went all the way down between her legs, making it possible for him to unzip it from the bottom and upwards, getting access to her pussy without taking it off, and she wondered if he had planned this. "Baby those damn leggings are in the way, so you can either take off all your clothes or I’ll rip them to pieces". He whispered against her neck, after zipping her outfit open at the crotch. She had already been turned on from the vibrations and being so close to him, but his voice made her go crazy. "Please just rip them, I want you". He smiled at her, grabbing her leggings on both sides of the seam, splitting the crotch open with one hard pull, making her gasp. Amelia isn’t picky, she just knows what she wants and doesn’t want in a man, which is why she had only one boyfriend, that he turned out to be a cheating bastard hasn’t helped. Until she meets mister right, sweet, handsome, a model and singer and a werewolf. Connor Edon is an Alpha, but spends most of his time away from the pack, as a celebrity, letting his twin brother Weston be Alpha while he sends home the money needed. He had not expected to ever meet his mate, and definitely not in the form of a blonde Danish girl he runs into on a holiday. Will Amelie be able to accept the truth about her lover and handle his sometimes dominating wolf behaviour ? And will the wild and Independent Alpha be able to settle with a human girl.

“You are my mate,” he growled, his voice blending with his wolf’s. “You’re not leaving me again.” Ella’s fury ignited. “Alpha Derek,” she spat, her voice trembling with barely contained anger. “I am not your mate anymore. Control your damn wolf.” She shoved him aside with surprising strength, her power flaring, leaving Derek momentarily stunned. She didn’t look back as she walked away, leaving him standing there, lost in disbelief. €€¥¥€€ I was meant to be Alpha Kevin's Luna. Until I found him with my stepsister. That night, I ran… Right into the arms of my true mate. Alpha Derek. One night. One bond. Then he rejected me too. They both betrayed me. And when I found out I was pregnant — I vanished. Years later, I’m no longer the broken girl they discarded. Now I’m a healer. A legend. A power unseen and untouchable. But the past never stays dead. Does it? Because Derek’s back. And he’s not the only one. The powerful men come crawling. Kevin wants me back as his Luna Derek wants redemption. The Vampire Lord wants my soul. And his brother? He wants my power to destroy the two worlds. They all want a piece of me. Let them fight over me. I don't care Because I’m done being their prize. This time, I choose who I become.

Daisy is the soft-hearted mother of one with a dark past and an ex husband she's running from. She's spent the past six months building a new life for her and her daughter, Hope, trying to blend into the world around them. Her memories are tainted, her delicate heart is shattered, and her innocence took advantage of. She doesn't want to be found, she doesn't want to be recognised, and she certainly isn't interested in falling in love again. Nate has been heartbroken once before, betrayed by those he loves, and secretly desperate to find that one woman who can turn his world upside down for the better. He's practically a billionaire with his own confectionary company, but he still feels like a damaged puzzle with lost pieces. Until he meets her. Her sapphire blue eyes were mesmerizing pulling him in a trance, her petite curvy body was delicious, and that sweet angelic voice was a melody to his ears. Damn he wanted her, and he intended to make sure he did. However, the closer he gets the more he learns about the fragile Daisy, can they both survive a rollercoaster of events, emotions and get their happy ever after?

My chest is rising and falling rapidly while my body moves closer and closer to hers. "If he had forced himself anymore on you. Or had done anything to you, I would have lost it. I would have killed that fucking bastard. And all because you can't listen to me. And no shit right now I even feel like spanking you, for making me lose control." Those last words even shock me, this isn't anything I have done before but she makes me want it. Her breath hitches and her legs seem to clench together. Holy shit! There's no holding back anymore, my body presses hard against hers pushing her full force against the back of the elevator. My hand reaches into her hair pulling it gently making her look up at me. "You fucking like that thought don't you?", watching her gulp hard looks so damn hot. "Answer me!" ~~~~ Dean Arlington has grown up in a wealthy family with a major company. Dean is CEO of Arlington Industries at the young age of 24. 23 year old Kiara Summers has grown up in a completely different world and worked hard to get where she is today to lead a better life than she is used to. Starting a new job in an important position during the day and being her real self at night. From the first moment, Dean, who is used to having total control over everything, meets strong and feisty Kiara, a brewing storm is inevitable. Kiara isn't a woman to be controlled, driving Dean insane. From hate for each other to fiery passion. They couldn't be more different and yet the same. Both hiding their real selves, secrets, and passion. Can they overcome fears, dark secrets, and more?

Book 3 of the past series (can be read as a standalone) A wedding night that was supposed to be memorable for a couple turned into a sorrowful night. Melody and franklin were happy to be married and on their wedding night, a terrible event occur leading to their separation. Now, five years later, they met again and this time, Franklin is now Giovanni, a ruthless billionaire who doesn't give a damn about other people's feelings. The shocking fact is that Giovanni has no memory of Melody and the first time they met, he couldn't recognize her. What happened on their wedding night that leads to their separation? What happened in the past? How come Giovanni has no memory of Melody? Find out in the wedding night.

“I don't want any trouble, Easton.” She breathed. But he only stepped closer, running his fingers on her cheeks slowly as a smirk stretched the side of his mouth, “Well, that's too damn bad because I want to see you in trouble. I want to see you in pain until you're nothing but a shell in a body.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she held back a sob, her throat was dry as she asked the question that was burning in her chest, “Do you hate me that much?” Seeing her tears made something in him shift but he quickly recovered. He took a few steps back and tucked his hands in his pockets before finding her gaze again, “That would make me too kind. What I feel for you isn't hate, Scarlet. It's deeper than that, but most importantly, I want to make you pay for ruining my life and taking my brother from me.” ……….. They say opposites attract, and for them, it was love at first sight. But love wasn’t enough to keep them together when fate tore them apart. She left him, convinced it was the only way to protect him. He believed she abandoned him out of cold-heartedness, and love for money. Blaming her for his brother’s tragic accident. For five long years, he’s harbored a fierce bitterness, a desire for revenge so intense it’s reshaped him, hardening his heart to ice. Now she’s back—stronger, wiser, but still haunted by the shadows of their past. And he’s waiting, ready to make her pay for what he believes she stole from him. She takes his anger, thinking it’s because she left, unaware of the deeper wound that fuels his wrath. But what happens when the truth finally comes out?

"So you don't want to kiss me?"Ethan smirked after kissing her without her permission. Skylar stared at his infuriatingly handsome face. She wanted to slap him but something made her stop. "I shouldn't be doing this." She murmured and looked into his mesmerizing eyes. "God fucking damn it!" She growled after cursing and taking his face and she kissed him as if there's no tomorrow. ~ Would you believe it if a rumour spread about a popular guy who kissed an ordinary girl? No, right? Skylar Carter. Eighteen years old, virgin and recently transferred to the USA's elite Archibald Academy, she has only two targets to fulfil: 1. Maintain 4.5 GPA 2. Stay out of trouble But what would she do when trouble comes knocking at her door and kisses you breathless? The lingering stares, stolen touches and one hot KISS exchanged with the sexy Quarterback threatens to break them all. One kiss and now she was his target. Trapped in his very own game, where he was the rule maker and the heart breaker...

I thought Jace was it for me. My best friend. My first love. My mate. He promised me prom night. Promised me forever. But all it took was one moment— For everything to fall apart. Rejected and broken, I was still forced to serve as the maid nobody noticed. Not even the boy who once swore he loved me. How stupid was I… To think I could ever be enough for the new Alpha. But Fate? She doesn’t knock. She kicks the damn door down. "— and you, gather your things, you're coming with me!" The Lycan King said, his eyes locked on mine. Cold and frightening like the stories that were being told of him. He didn’t even blink. Why me? I was merely doing my maid duties, serving the Lycan King who was being hosted by Alpha Jace. How did I become the subject of their conversation? How did I go from Jace’s nothing— To the Lycan King’s next target? What now, oh Goddess? From heartbreak to something worse? Or maybe… just maybe… something I never saw coming.

“Damn it, Viola! Do you even hear yourself? You’re miserable, and you’re pretending it’s normal!” Logan says, clenching his fists beside him. I drag in a shaky breath. “What do you want me to do, Logan? Just leave my marriage?” “Yes!” I freeze. He steps closer. “Leave. And let me love you the way you deserve.” *** She thought heartbreak was the worst thing he could do to her. Then he came back. Three years ago, Logan Reynolds chose ambition over love, leaving Viola McCoy behind—and breaking her heart in the process. Determined to move on, she made a choice—one that led her into the arms of Julian Cruz, a man who vowed to love her but only saw her as a means to an end. Now, trapped in a loveless marriage, Viola endures the whispers, the neglect, and the bruises she hides beneath designer sleeves. But when Logan returns as the new CEO of Reynolds Publishing—her boss—Viola’s carefully constructed world begins to crack. He sees through her forced smiles and polite lies. He soon realizes the woman he left behind is still fighting to be heard. Logan is determined to save her. Viola? She’s certain she can’t be saved. But in the middle of stolen glances, midnight confessions, and the words they can’t say out loud, one question remains: Can love be rewritten, or are some stories doomed to end the same way twice?