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This book is made up of three parts featuring three different couples. The First book ( Alpha Maddox's Mortal Temptation) is the prelude to the second and third book). Camille is done with small-town dreams. Stuck waitressing in Mystic Falls with no money, no degree, and no way out, she’s desperate for a spark, something to make her feel alive again. She just never expected that spark to come in the form of a dangerously sexy stranger. When Maddox and his mysterious crew ride into town, everyone whispers they’re a biker gang. But there’s something different about them, something wild, primal… and powerful. From the moment Camille meets , an electric desire burns between them. But Maddox isn’t human. He’s a werewolf, the alpha of his pack and the very man who made the law that no shapeshifter can ever be with a human. Haunted by the ghosts of the Great War, Maddox is trying to protect his pack and rebuild a life. Yet Camille’s scent, her strength, and her fire unravel everything he’s fought to control. As darkness creeps into Mystic Falls, threatening to destroy them both, Maddox must face an impossible choice: Break his own rule… or lose the woman who’s become his reason to fight. The Second book features Alpha Lucien Grayson (werewolf) and Seraphine Vale (vampire). It's a fierce enemies to lovers, marriage of convenience book. The third book features Alpha Zane Nightclaw (werewolf) and Anna Holt (hybrid, half human and half werewolf). it's a forced proximity book.

Roxanne's fiancé was suddenly snatched by her stepsister. In return, she got into a forced marriage with her stepsister's fiancé, a wealthy billionaire whom her sister had rejected because he was disabled.Bound by familial obligations and in order to reclaim her late mother's shopping center, Roxanne agreed to replace her sister and marry the "Crippled" billionaire, Henry Ford. Little did she know that she had thrown a rock and picked a diamond instead. Henry Ford, the crippled billionaire, was more than meets the eye! For Roxanne, the grass was indeed greener on Henry Ford's side. …"Make me yours, Henry," Roxanne said, her eyes pleading. Henry's electric blue eyes whirled with affection as he gazed into her eyes. His love was all that mattered to her. "Roxy, are you certain? Once I make you mine, there's no turning back." Henry's eyes darkened as he got closer to her. “Is this what you really want?”"You don't want me?" Roxanne asked instead, looking sad. Henry grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto his lap. He glanced down at her and whispered, "I've wanted you from the very first day I laid my eyes on you." Roxanne's heart skipped a beat as she felt the intensity of his grip. She could sense the raw desire in his touch, and it sent delicious shivers down her spine. “Then prove it,” she whispered breathlessly.

… Her pack had betrayed him and she needed to pay. She was going to pay! He let go of her hair and grabbed the back on her neck, his eyes trailed down to her exposed neck and collar bone. The princess dress she had on showed a lot of that caused him to gulp nervously. His twitched in his trousers, the butterflies in his stomach rose. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled her sweet pheromone. Reign quivered in fear. Electric sparks exploded in her body when she felt his lips brush against her collarbone, down to her that was exposed. “Please…” she cried, but he didn’t stop. He raised his hand and placed them on her firm , causing her to jolt in fear. He squeezed the left and circled her hidden in the fabric of the dress with his rough fingers. Pain seared through her as he kept squeezing her and trailing hot down her . Reign could only cry and wish that it would and soon. “Hermione Reign Angelis.” He called her full names as he backed away from her, his voice void of any emotions. Reign crawled backwards on her , trying to get away from the tyrant, but stopped when her back hit a hard surface behind her. It was the wall. There was definitely no running away from her oppressor. “Your parents orchestrated the assassination of my beloved mother and even after that, they have the audacity to deny it to my face…”. She is his mate turned slave… will he able to look past his hatred for her and see who the true enemy is?

Addy Walker once believed love was supposed to be loud—felt in bedtime stories, laughter in the kitchen, and the warmth of arms that made the world feel safe. That’s how it was before her mother died. Before her father changed. Grief hollowed him out. The man who once teased and protected became a shell—quiet, cold, unreachable. Then came the bottles. The slammed doors. The bruises. Addy, now eighteen, has learned to survive in silence—walking lightly, speaking carefully, hiding her pain beneath long sleeves and polite smiles. She works long hours to keep food on the table while her father sinks deeper into debt and addiction. One night, she comes home to a dark, freezing house—again. The electricity is off. Again. And she knows why. She confronts him, her voice sharper than it’s ever been. He denies it at first, but the truth is already spread across the kitchen counter in final notice bills and losing betting slips. He’d gambled away the electric bill money on a horse. The argument erupts. He screams, she stands her ground. When he slaps her, she doesn’t flinch. Something inside her shifts. She’s done waiting for the man he used to be. Addy packs a bag. She’s leaving—for real this time. No plan. No destination. Just freedom. But as she storms out into the rain, a long, black car pulls up to the curb. A man steps out—tall, broad-shouldered, older. His face is hard, almost frightening in the shadows, but he’s striking. Dangerous. And calm.

Charles’ breath quickened, and his movements became more urgent. “I’m close,” he gasped in my ear, his voice breaking between moans. My own pleasure surged, and I couldn’t hold back the scream that tore from my throat. A wave of electric tingles swept through me, my temples throbbed, and the world around me faded into white… Every pore on my body felt wide open, heat radiating from me in waves. It was surreal, as if I were in a dream, feeling everything but grasping none of it… I could hardly believe it—I had married this man, the infamous Alpha of the Black Valley Pack, Charles McLean, and I had just slept with him. But there was no love between us. We weren’t fated mates. Since his first shift at eighteen, Charles McLean had never found his fated mate. And after one engagement after another, each of his fiancées had died under mysterious circumstances. Rumor had it that he wore a mask to conceal his hideous face and that he was a cruel, violent man who would kill without hesitation. People whispered that he had murdered his previous fiancées. His last fiancée—my sister—was terrified of him. Horrified by the stories, she had vehemently refused to marry him. And just before the wedding, she found her fated mate. So, without warning or preparation, I was forced to take her place, pushed into marrying Charles in her stead, to stand as his wife in name only and the unacknowledged Luna of the Black Valley Pack…

Selena, a mere salesgirl at a quaint coffee shop in Laketown, leads a life of quiet simplicity. She is the second daughter of the Robinsons—amiable, principled, and respected members of the Redbone Pack. The pack is ruled with an iron fist by Alpha Wilson Smith, an untouchable billionaire known for his arrogance and fierce recalcitrance. The gulf between Selena and Wilson is vast—defined by age, status, and power. A romantic entanglement between them seems not just improbable, but absurd. Yet, fate, with its penchant for irony, has a ludicrous twist in store. The cold war between them rages for years, an unspoken battle of wills. Selena, with her fiery spirit, finds Wilson’s arrogance insufferable, cringing at his every attempt to assert his dominance. Yet, Wilson, instead of being repelled, is intrigued. Her resistance is a puzzle he cannot resist, a challenge that stirs something deep within him. This low-born girl from Laketown, with no claim to fame or fortune, inexplicably fascinates him. As their paths cross repeatedly, the tension between them grows electric, charged with a mix of disdain and undeniable attraction. And then, in the most dramatic of revelations, they discover they are fated to be mated for life. The bond, as undeniable as it is inconvenient, shatters their defenses. Wilson realizes that his obsession with Selena’s defiance is more than a passing interest. But just as they begin to navigate this newfound connection, another secret surfaces—one that threatens to upend their fragile union. Wilson unearths a startling truth: Selena is not who she appears to be. This revelation casts a shadow over their relationship, raising questions that demand answers. What is hidden in Selena’s past? And how will the truth, when finally revealed, shape the destiny of the Alpha and his Luna?

Synopsis for Lycan’s Windsong Born beneath the aurora and blessed by the Moon Goddess, Alora Windsong has always stood apart—white hair, pale eyes, and a voice that can bend emotions with every note she sings. Her bloodline carries a sacred gift, one said to awaken the deepest soulbond when a Windsong meets their fated mate. But Alora’s life is far from charmed. Living under her grandfather’s shadow, cast as the outcast beside her spoiled sister, she’s desperate for freedom and a future of her own. That future shatters the moment she meets Blaise—a powerful, magnetic Lycan who is everything she’s been warned to avoid. The poster child for ‘Bad Boy Biker,’ and he doesn’t belong to her pack. Their fated mate bond is instant, electric, and utterly forbidden. One touch, one kiss, and she knows she can never let him go. Now they are forced into secrecy—stolen moments, hidden nights, passion that blazes hotter than either of them can control. To claim each other openly, they must risk defying her Alpha, her bloodline, and the laws that could tear them apart. But fate doesn’t care about rules. And once a Windsong has sung her mate into her soul, there is no undoing the bond. Forbidden desire. Dangerous secrets. A love written in moonlight and sealed in song. ***Disclaimer: This is an adult erotica romance novel intended for readers 18 and older. It contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and intense, steamy scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

He’s the Captain of the Austin Wolves. I’m just the guy who makes him lose his composure. Diego Alvarez is everything the sport of hockey demands: lethal, disciplined, and untouchable. As the captain of the Austin Wolves, he lives his life in the spotlight, fueled by the primal instincts of a wolf who refuses to be leashed. He plays hard, wins harder, and never looks back at the guys he leaves in his wake. I’m the opposite. I’m Kol Reyes—scholarship student, dance instructor to kids, and a guy who spends more time in the university library than on the ice. I’ve spent two years perfecting the art of being invisible to the Alvarezes, especially after Diego humiliated me back in high school. But then comes one night, one party, and one massive, blurry mistake. I wake up in the bed of my worst enemy, tangled in his sheets and gasping for air, with no memory of how I got there—only the lingering, electric hum of his touch against my skin. Now, Diego is everywhere. He’s stalking the library, "helping" with my Physics homework, and looking at me with a predatory intensity that makes my traitorous heart skip a beat. He says he wants to get to know the "real" me. He says he’s done with the games. But I know better. He’s an Alpha, and he’s playing a dangerous role. The problem? The chemistry between us is a frozen fire I can’t stop reaching for. I’m supposed to be guarding my heart against the man who once broke it, but every time Diego touches my cheek or pulls me into his orbit, the walls I built start to crumble.

"I saved his life with a lie. Now, I have to live it—or die in his bed." Noah Bennett is a nobody, a starving survivor in a kingdom of ice. When he finds the poisoned, half-dead King Ethan Walker in a frozen ravine, he makes a desperate, split-second choice to secure his future. He pitches his voice high, binds his chest, and claims to be a maiden named Abigail. He expected a reward and a quiet escape. He didn’t expect the King to wake up with a terrifying, soul-deep obsession. Now, the "Angel of the Ravine" has been brought to the palace in a carriage of gold and silk. Ethan Walker is a man of cold steel and dark hungers, a King who pampers his "Abigail" with a devotion that feels like a chokehold. He wants his savior. He wants a Queen. And he wants her—him—in his bed before the moon turns full. As the wedding bells toll, the stakes reach a breaking point: The Lie: One torn gown or one slipped word will lead Noah to the executioner’s block. The Lust: Ethan’s touch is electric, a "Good Turn Bad" obsession that makes Noah’s heart hammer for all the wrong reasons. The Trap: The King’s traitorous brother is watching, the General is suspicious, and the Silver Wolf of the north is howling for the truth. In a court of vipers, Noah is playing the most dangerous game in Aethelgard. He must navigate the King’s possessive "Silk Noose" while hiding the truth beneath his robes. But as Ethan leans in to claim his "bride's" neck, Noah realizes the most terrifying secret of all: The King might already know. And he might like the lie even better than the truth.

Harriet Avellino received a death sentence for killing the old billionaire, Sorren Fabroa, the owner of Fantell Architecture Firms. After serving the Fabroa Family and did her very best as the chairman’s secretary, Harriet couldn’t believe that she’ll be sentenced guilty at the crime she did not do. Although everyone knows how much Sorren treat Harriet as if his real granddaughter, no one took her side. At her last day, Harriet's friend visited her in the jail. She is Reese, an old friend who turned out to be the missing daughter of a billionaire Astell Wyatt, and also the fiancee of the man Harriet is in love with. Harriet thought that Reese visited her to tell that she believes her and to mourn in sorrow at the sad end of her friend. However… “I know you aren't the one who killed sir Sorren. But you need to disappear, Harriet,” said Reese with a grin on her lips. “For my happiness, the real heir must die. You'll do it since we're friends, right?” At the last day of her life, Harriet just found out that Reese stole her identity. She snatched her position as the heir of Wyatt corporation, and the chance to be the fiancee of Zion Fabroa, the man Harriet loves the most. But it is too late. When Harriet sat at the electric chair to receive her sentence, she knew it's too late for her. However, by the time she closed and opened her eyes, a miracle happened. The time turned back. And so, going back to the past, Harriet vowed to revenge at the people who abandoned her, who stabbed her from the back and those who stole her love and wealth that should be hers. The real heir came back with vengeance.