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They tried to erase her. She survived. Raised in a place designed to break children, she grows up learning one rule above all else: endure quietly. Hunger is discipline. Pain is routine. Obedience is survival. She doesn’t know her real name, her family, or why certain men with clean shoes and cold eyes always seem to be watching. Until the night she runs. Bleeding, hunted, and half-dead, she escapes an institution that was never meant to let her live past usefulness. What she doesn’t know is that the symbol burned into her skin isn’t a punishment it’s a claim. A mark left by a powerful underground network that doesn’t lose what it owns. Her collapse brings her into the path of three brothers who rule the city’s shadows men whose wealth buys silence, whose violence is surgical, and whose loyalty to blood is absolute. At first, she’s just another wounded stranger pulled from the streets. Then one brother recognizes the mark. And everything changes. Because years ago, the brothers tried to dismantle a trafficking empire known only as The Circle. They thought it was gone. They were wrong. The girl they saved isn’t a random survivor she’s a missing investment. A living mistake The Circle intends to reclaim. As fragments of her past surface, a terrifying truth emerges: she wasn’t abandoned as a child. She was stolen. Trained. Conditioned. And when she escaped, she didn’t just save herself she reignited a war. Hunted by a network that erases people without a trace, and protected by men who don’t lose once they claim something as theirs, she must decide whether she’ll keep running… or turn and burn everything that tried to own her.

After chasing my crush, Edward Lightwood, for ten years, he finally accepted me as his blood bound. But, the day we were taking our eternal vow, his first love, Beth, from the allied clan was murdered by a gang of vampire hunters. He blamed me for her loss and tormented me every day. Exposed me to the eternal sun, pierced me with wooden stakes just not enough to kill me and then locked me up in his basement. Exhausted and heartbroken, I grabbed the oak stake and stabbed my chest in front of him. I killed myself. But, I did not die. I was reborn to the day I had confessed my feelings to Edward. But, this time, I'll not repeat my mistake. I'll stay far away from him.

Damn that deep but sweet voice! Damn that cedarwood scent! Damn that handsome face! She just can't deny those facts because she can't lie to herself, she did find him captivating that moment. But all those thoughts were sent down the drain when Calliope told her the truth about that man. It feels like everything was coming back to her. All emotions that she buried long time ago was dug up again and they were out chasing her. She took a deep breath, she's a strong woman and she just can't fall like that. She's firm with her decision to take that man down. It doesn't matter if the team's with her or not, she'll definitely kill him more ways than one. 'Kai Araveles Sage–target locked.'

She lost her memory, he lost his heart, but was she ever more than just a replacement? Andre had rescued Lisa after an accident, but unfortunately, she lost her memory. Andre then asked Lisa to become his contract lover. Over a period of time, their relationship transformed from hidden to open and from fake to something real. Andre even proposed to her. However, on the very day of the proposal, Andre encountered a woman who had been missing for three years (Diane), who turned out to be Andre’s first love, and Andre never gave up on finding her. Diane appeared mentally confused and physically weak. Andre immediately abandoned his newly engaged fiancée to care for Diane. It was at this point that Lisa discovered she looked remarkably similar to Diane. She realized that throughout these years, she had been nothing more than a substitute for Diane, with Andre even styling her clothing to match Diane’s preferences. After Diane’s return, Andre’s attitude towards Lisa changed dramatically. Diane got more of his attention after telling Andre that she had been kidnapped. Lisa was neglected by Andre and simultaneously provoked by Diane, with Andre believing Lisa was jealous of Diane. Utterly disappointed, Lisa decided to leave Andre. When Andre figures out, he actually loves Lisa and that Diane had been responsible for her accident, he goes in search of his love. Diane is psychotic, and her disappearance was staged; she faked her kidnapping to figure out if Andre would remain loyal. Now, with betrayal burning on all sides, and secrets threatening to explode, Lisa must reclaim her identity, her past… and her revenge. Because this time, she won’t just survive, she’ll make them all pay.

After the cruise ship strikes a hidden reef, panicked passengers shove me and Kristen Langford into the sea. My boyfriend, Elijah Jensen, is the ship's captain, so he plunges into the water. But instead of saving me, he grabs Kristen and boards the last lifeboat. I thrash and cry for help, but he slaps my hand away. "You can swim. Stop pretending for attention!" Elijah snaps. "Kristen's body temperature is dropping. I have to get her to a hospital!" The waters around me are pitch-black, and his words feel like a death sentence. When the tracking bracelet I always wear is discovered inside a shark, Elijah dives alone into shark-infested waters, searching for three days and nights. In the end, the brilliant captain who once ruled the oceans can never sail again.

Behind the pretty smile and polished heels, lies a woman with blood on her hands and vengeance in her heart. Twelve years ago, she watched his family destroy hers, she survived, she trained and returned. With new names, forged identities and a single mission; Bring them all down. The plan was simple: get close, destroy him and walk away. But Leonardo Moretti is nothing she expected, underneath his brutal exterior is a man scarred by the same monster she vowed to kill. What happens when the man she comes to ruin ends up saving her?

Nadia Reyes has died twelve times. Different centuries, different methods — same hands, same face, same cold eyes watching her take her final breath. At twenty-seven, armed with soul memories that science cannot explain and a rage that twelve lifetimes of dying has sharpened into something precise, she stops running. She spends eight months engineering an introduction to Dorian Ashvale — the man her soul recognizes as her killer — seduces him deliberately, and marries him with one goal: end the cycle on her terms before he ends it on his. Dorian doesn't remember any of it. He only knows that Nadia feels like a memory he was never supposed to have, and that marrying her is the first decision in his life that has ever felt completely, terrifyingly right. But as Nadia moves closer to executing her revenge, her forensic genealogy skills uncover something that fractures everything — Dorian's violence across lifetimes wasn't chosen. His soul has been hijacked by an ancient predatory entity that feeds on Nadia's interrupted purpose, growing stronger every time she dies before completing something she was always meant to finish. The monster she married didn't kill her. Something far older did — using his hands. As the entity begins to activate, triggering blackout episodes Dorian cannot control, Nadia faces the most dangerous realization of all thirteen lifetimes: she is falling in love with the man she planned to destroy. Book 1 ends when Dorian surfaces from his worst blackout yet to find Nadia bleeding — and looks at her with the eyes of a man who remembers nothing and is about to lose everything.

What do you do when you find out your fiancé is the biggest douche on Earth? A Liar, and a traitor? Your heart shatters into a thousand pieces. Madison finds out that her longtime boyfriend Gustaf has leaked videos of them together all over the internet for the whole world to see. Disappointed and heartbroken, she decides to leave her boyfriend without confrontation. With no money of her own and no , she calls Stanley, her big brother who raised her. Stanley agrees to let Madison move in with him. As two former orphans, her brother is overprotective of her, but so is her brother's best friend, Victor Giovanni, who she has been trying to avoid for the last few years. Why? Because crushing on your brother's best friend never ends well. Madison knew she had to bury her emotions for Victor years ago. Victor is infuriatingly handsome and wealthy. Madison doesn't know how he can afford to live a life in such luxury, but she knows it might be better to be kept in the dark because some secrets aren't meant to be revealed. But what do you do when you return home only to find out your childhood crush is now a beautiful man full of mysteries?

When elite homicide detective Elena Vale goes undercover to infiltrate the city’s most powerful crime family, she has one goal: destroy the man responsible for her best friend’s murder. What she doesn’t expect is Matteo De Luca - the ruthless, calculating mafia leader she’s sworn to take down - to be nothing like the monster she’s been chasing. As Elena sinks deeper into the criminal world, the line between justice and vengeance blurs, and the man she’s meant to betray becomes the one person who sees her most clearly.

Mine, my wolf said. Who's yours? I asked. The answer was Alpha Damir. I told my wolf to shut the hell up. --- Some vows are made in grief. Some are made in blood. I made mine on my knees in the rain, pushing dirt over the only two people who ever loved me, with smoke still in my lungs and fury so hot it had nowhere left to go. I came back from the UK and something felt wrong before I even reached the gate. The mansion was on fire. My father was already gone. My mother had seconds left and she used every single one of them to give me a name. Alpha Drakan. I carved that name into the inside of my chest and made a vow. Find him. Look him in the eye. Carve his heart out while it's still beating. Except Alpha Drakan was already dead. Two months in the ground. My parents died last night. Dead men don't order killings. Which meant I had the wrong name and the wrong man. My mother hadn't known. She was dying, she couldn't have known. But the name was Drakan and the blood was Drakan and the throne belonged to Drakan. His son. Damir, Alpha of Vordheim. Next of kin to a dead man and sitting on everything that name owned. My mother had pointed me here and here was where the answers lived. He was the one I suspected. The one I was watching. The one I had every intention of killing when the time was right. And then the moon goddess, who clearly has a vicious, twisted, absolutely unhinged sense of humour, went ahead and made him my mate.