Dungeon Basement

Alpha female Zela's birthday unveils a hidden destiny, rooted in her rare and powerful Hollraux bloodline, one that could ignite a war between supernatural species. Claimed by the Lycan Crown Prince as his fated mate — a union her Alpha father and the Lycan King orchestrated —she escapes, desperate to avoid a fate she detests. Instead, she falls prey to a manipulative Alpha who unveils a legendary prophecy: their combined ancient bloodlines can birth a race of rulers, surpassing even the elite Lycans. He offers her a twisted bargain: become his beloved chosen mate and or be reduced to a breeder in his dungeon, forced to bear powerful pups to fulfill his ambitions. The quest to rescue Zela begun for the Lycan Prince, seeking to save his race, and her human crush, offering an escape from a world on the brink of chaos …

Blurb Ever since the war, humans were no longer the world's dominator. Supernatural creatures broke the peace treaty and colluded together to overthrew humans’ rule. After we failed completely in the battlefield, they decided to ‘purge’ the world of evil humanity. I survived from death in that brutal slaughter but was captured and imprisoned in a dungeon where I had now lived for five years. Business was the only reason why they kept immatures and even spared us shelter and food. When we reached 18, we’d be sold as slaves. That night I was bought by a mysterious guest and taken to somewhere I had never been to or heard of. My work was to serve three noble masters residing there. They were all supernatural, but decent and reasonable. So it’s better for me to carry out the plan for escaping. It all went well until someone attacked me. And the secret behind us began to be revealed.

Six years after donating my heart to my wife, she destroyed the last of my family. Over those six years, she ended my mother’s treatment, letting her die slowly in agony. She deliberately caused a car accident that shattered my father’s spine, forcing him to watch my mother die while trapped in a paralyzed body. Even our daughter was not spared—locked away in a pitch-black basement, she starved to death alone. She did all of this for one reason: to force me—the heartless, faithless man she believed I was—to reveal myself. But during those six years, the love I once had for her turned into boundless hatred. I refused to let my soul dissipate. I stayed—waiting for the day she would learn the truth, and collapse under the weight of her regret.

I watched helplessly as my husband chose his pregnant mistress over me, then without thinking twice, he threw me in a dungeon for a crime I know nothing about. It occurred to me that I was just a perfect pawn. At the time he married me, he needed a Luna to ascend the throne, and I was just convenient. But right now that I’ve finally moved out and long gone… his crown was slipping. To regain his power, he comes crawling back, begging for forgiveness, because his new heir from his mistress is dead, and as it stands, I’m the only one who can bring back power to his hands. But unfortunately for him, I’m not the same woman he discarded years back. I don't belong to him anymore, I'm the Queen of the Lycans now!

Agatha cries as she watches Baltazar, an ancient warlock from the 13th century, murder her mother on her sixteenth birthday. She stayed off the grid and lived a frugal life in the company of a group of rogues for three years until a vision revealed she was fated to two alphas from different packs. She tried to communicate with her mates using her magic, but it only led her back to Baltazar, who intends to kill her and harvest her ancient power. After escaping captivity, her mate, Nathaniel, threw her into the dungeon, accusing her of attacking his pack and plotting to kill him. Sebastian, her other mate, stayed by her side as they fought against the warlocks and werewolves. Witness Agatha's journey as she battles against the dark forces, deals with betrayals, and unifies and protects all the supernatural species.

From bestselling author Emily Goodwin comes the epic start to a sexy and exciting paranormal romance series... Never trust a vampire. I might have learned that lesson the hard way. But when I find myself in a vampire-owned bar, I don’t have much of a choice. With vampires still trying to assimilate into mainstream society, I’ve done Lucas King a favor by stopping one of his patrons from draining a human dry in the basement of his bar. A favor he'd prefer to repay in bed than in kind. Vampires and witches have had more than a jaded history, and when witches start showing up dead in surrounding covens, all signs point to something old and powerful. Something that knows the ways of the witches.Something--or someone--like Lucas. What's worse than trusting a vampire? Falling in love with one.Dead of Night a vampire/witch romance and is book one in the Thorne Hill series.

He’s a handsome Mafia Boss. He’s the only son of a Mafia Godfather. He wanted an heir. But, his twin sister wanted to rule the underworld. She was a young, beautiful Mafia’s daughter. She was kidnapped. She was destined to be a mother of an heir. Manfred Russo wanted an heir. Amara Romano wanted his heart. The siblings of the Mafia Godfather turned the history of the Mafia world into a more chaotic world of love, desires, secrets, and dark romance. Amara Romano at a young age was kidnapped by Manfred Russo and both of them explore their desires, feelings and satisfactions. The 19-year-old innocent and beautiful daughter of Steven Romano was kidnapped while attending a party on an island. She was brought to the mansion of Manfred Russo in the basement, chained, and sexually explored by his captor. Manfred's anger and hatred were to demolish her physically and emotionally. Their encounters allowed them to know each other better, and Amara Romano followed Manfred Russo's command.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Pack’s Distinguished Service Award. Three hours after I died, my parents, my brother, and my mate were just wrapping up the graduation party they’d thrown for my sister. While my sister, Ella, was posting a cozy family photo on Instagram, I was locked in our basement, using my tongue to swipe on my phone and call for help. The only person who answered was my mate, Ryan. All he said was, "Sophie, cut the drama. Ella's graduation party is important. Enough with the tantrums!" This was the ninety-ninth time they had let me down. And the last. I lay in a pool of my own blood, my lungs still. They thought I was just throwing a fit, hiding somewhere. That if they taught me a lesson, I’d come crawling back. But they didn't know. I was home the whole time. I was already dead.

Lee has been a rogue since she was five years old. What made her able to survive at such a young age, was her wolf, Suaco. Lee had been shifting ever since she could remember. She had been caught by a pack and kept in the dungeon, but she was rescued by the Lycan King since his little plaything was captured too. In her escape attempts from the grip of the Lycan King, Lee found herself attracted to the King. She has never been dominated by any male before, and what he is doing to subdue her, is causing changes in her mind. The Lycan King has another love, though, and Lee is not his soulmate either. Lee doesn't mind it since she has been alone for a long time, but having fun will not hurt anyone, except the jealous plaything the Lycan King had to rescue.

My parents, the wealthiest couple in the country, were famous philanthropists. I had to ask them for permission if I wanted to spend more than five bucks. The day I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, I asked them for 100 dollars, but instead of helping, they yelled at me for three hours. "What kind of disease could you get at your age? If you're going to ask for money, at least come up with a better excuse." "Do you know that 100 dollars could support children in poverty-stricken areas for a long time? Your sister is more sensible than you." I dragged my sick body for miles, back to the small basement I called home. But as I passed the mall, I saw my parents, live on a huge screen, spending a fortune to rent out Disneyland for my sister. I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. A hundred dollars wouldn't even cover one round of chemotherapy. I just wanted to buy a new outfit and leave with some dignity.