Emissary Veins

I didn’t volunteer. I was sacrificed. In the brutal territory of Velmora, girls like me are nothing but breeding stock. My father handed me over like cattle to the Alpha Selection where surviving means being claimed by a wolf stronger than fear itself. But no one told me there were two Alphas. No one warned me about the twins: Kael, the violent one with rage in his veins, and Jarek, the cold one who told me to run… then watched while his brother nearly killed me. I was never meant to survive this place. I was never supposed to feel anything but pain. But they felt something. And that makes me dangerous. They think I’ll break. Maybe I will. But I’ll drag them down with me. ……... In Velmora, the Alpha Selection is sacred and brutal. Girls are offered, judged, and claimed. None return the same. Amber is human. She was supposed to be overlooked. Disposable. But when she steps into the twin Alphas’ den, something happens no one expected. Kael wants her dead. Jarek wants her gone. But the bond won’t let go. As whispers of an impossible connection stir, Amber finds herself entangled in a supernatural truth Velmora was never ready to face. A human girl shouldn’t be able to bond with Alphas. Unless she’s not just human.

Mira had received an unexpected message from her husband to meet him at a hotel so they could rekindle their love, which she was happy about, but somehow she ended up in another stranger's bed, leading her to cheat on her husband. Mira goes back home to meet a divorce, and not only that, but she also discovers her husband has been cheating on her with her step-sister, and they both tricked her into signing her inheritance over to them. She was humiliated and thrown out of the house only for her to be saved, but her savior turned out to be the man she had a nightstand with, and he was proposing to her a contract marriage and a chance to get revenge on all those who hurt her. Should she accept it? Could she trust him? 5 years later, she returned to New York City with her little Triplets kids for some business deals and to finish all that her ex-husband started. EXCEPT. "What the were you doing with my brother you !" Ken yells, fury obvious through his orbs as he clenches his hand into a fist, veins almost bulging out of his forehead. "Isn't it obvious?" I throw back his question, my lips curling into a smile. "Dear Ex-husband, Why Don't You Call Me Sister-in-law?"

Reader discretion advised. Adults 18+ only. Alisa Verene was the stain on her family's name—the illegitimate daughter of House Verene, forever living in the shadow of her perfect half-sister. No matter how hard she tried, no matter how much of herself she gave, she was never enough. Love, praise, and pride were reserved for Naomi. Until him. Victor Ravencroft, the second son of a powerful house, saw her—cherished her—and for the first time in her life, Alisa believed she could be wanted. Loved. But love, too, was a lie. Naomi destroyed her marriage with a single revelation: she was carrying Victor’s child. The affair hadn’t started after the wedding—it had never ended. Alisa had been nothing more than a pawn, a convenient gateway to the woman Victor truly desired. He married her not out of love, but proximity. A sister’s castoff. A wife in name only. Shattered, humiliated, and burned by betrayal, Alisa refused to fall quietly. She demanded a divorce—and with vengeance in her veins, she did the unthinkable. She turned to Leo Ravencroft, Victor’s older brother, the cold and untouchable heir. And with steady eyes and a broken heart, she asked him for a favor that would set the entire Ravencroft name ablaze: A fake marriage. A lie to rival the one that ruined her.

I’ve spent my whole life pretending I’m ordinary—because in a world ruled by Alphas, ordinary is the only kind of safe. Then Adam Blackwood stepped out of the forest with silver eyes and blood on his hands… and decided I belonged to him. I should have run. I tried. But the moment he touched me, something in my veins woke up—something ancient and hungry and wrong to the people who want power they can’t control. When I brought him back from death with my hands shaking and my heart breaking, the pack whispered the truth I’ve been denying my entire life: Healer. Now every Alpha with a grudge wants me. Some want my body. Some want my gift. Some want me on my knees, bound in ritual and blood, while they carve my fate into stone. And the worst part? Adam will burn the world down before he lets them take me. But loving an Alpha isn’t safe. Trusting him could ruin me. And if my power keeps growing—if the moon’s voice in my head is telling the truth—then I’m not just fighting for my life anymore. I’m fighting for my daughter. And for the bond that could either save us… or damn us both.

He built empires by never loving anyone. She survived him by becoming something unstoppable. Adrian Blackwell did not believe in mercy—only leverage. As the youngest billionaire to dominate three continents, he ruled boardrooms with ice in his veins and blood on his hands. Falling in love with his wife was his only mistake. And when betrayal came, he chose the lie that preserved his empire over the woman who gave him everything. When Adrian cast Elara out of his life, he never knew the truth. She was pregnant. And she refused to beg. Disappearing with nothing but her name and a secret that could shatter him, Elara rebuilt herself from ruin. Years later, she returns not as the discarded wife—but as a powerbroker in her own right. Wealth sharpened by vengeance. Grace forged in fire. A woman who learned that survival is the most dangerous form of ambition. Now their worlds collide again—at the summit of global power. Adrian wants her back. Elara wants justice. But the past has claws, the truth has a price, and the child between them is no longer a secret that can stay buried. As enemies circle and empires tremble, love becomes a battlefield where forgiveness may cost everything and revenge may cost even more. Because in a world ruled by billionaires, love is the most expensive risk of all.

Book Two of the Fatebound Trilogy Born of prophecy. Forged in pain. Chosen by the Moon Goddess—whether she wants it or not. After surviving her father’s brutality and discovering the truth of the white wolf within her, Zahra Larkin thought the worst was behind her. But evil doesn’t die—it waits. Beyond the borders of the supernatural kingdoms, a dark god stirs. Monvar, Lord of Shadows, feeds on fear and faithlessness, twisting hearts and turning packs against one another. As belief in the Moon Goddess fades, his power grows, and Zahra’s very existence becomes both a beacon of hope and a target for destruction. When Zahra is taken by Monvar’s followers, her world shatters again. Tortured, broken, and isolated, she must find a way to survive long enough to escape—and to face what she’s becoming. Because the blood of Selene runs in her veins, and if she falls, the Goddess’s light could die with her. Haunted by trauma and hunted by darkness, Zahra must learn to trust the four fated mates bound to her soul. Together they hold the key to awakening her Lycan power—and saving the supernatural world from annihilation. But love and destiny demand sacrifice. And the girl who was once marked by fate must now decide whether to embrace her divine power… or let the shadows win.

He claimed her for revenge. He kept her for the sin. Isabella was stolen a beautiful, defiant prize taken as part of Alessandro De Luca's brutal revenge. Alessandro De Luca is a king among shadows, a ruthless Capo whose empire is built on blood, lies, and the ashes of his enemies. He is a man who takes what he wants, and what he wants now is retribution. His perfect pawn? Isabella the defiant, stunning daughter of the man who took everything from him. Dragged from her gilded cage and into his lavish, terrifying world, she is meant to be his trophy, his torment, and the ultimate symbol of his victory. But a pawn with fire in her veins is impossible to control. She is forbidden. Addictive. Dangerous. With every heated glance and accidental brush of skin, Isabella threatens to unravel the cold calculation in him, tearing down the walls of the devil he's become... or awakening something even darker. Their deadly game of ownership and defiance is quickly complicated by a new, more venomous threat: Alessandro’s twin brother. Twisted, obsessive, and hellbent on tearing his world apart, the only thing his brother craves more than Alessandro’s throne is the woman Alessandro has claimed. With enemies closing in on every side, the stakes are simple: Betrayal is certain. Survival is not. Desire is a trap that could kill them both.

When Dr. Elara Voss signs a blood pact with the reclusive Wolf King to save her brother from Lycanthropy, she expects a clinical transaction—not the scorching bond that sears her veins under the full moon. The terms are simple: one year of her life to bear his hybrid heir, in exchange for the serum that will cure her brother. But the Wolf King’s golden gaze holds shadows older than the forest, and his touch awakens a primal hunger she never knew existed. With each lunar cycle, Elara’s body betrays her. Her senses sharpen to inhuman levels, her skin hums at his proximity, and her dreams spiral into vivid, forbidden fantasies. Yet the closer she gets to the King, the clearer it becomes that their pact is no ordinary contract. It’s a trap—one that binds her soul to his, and forces her to confront the truth: the serum she needs might not exist. As the pack’s ancient enemies close in, Elara must navigate a world of shifting loyalties, where every ally hides a fanged secret and the line between predator and prey blurs. When the King’s true motives emerge—along with a curse that could destroy them both—Elara must decide: is she a prisoner of her own desperation… or the key to breaking a thousand-year-old chain of bloodshed?

Five years ago, Anya Russell lost everything in one night—her love, her freedom, her faith in happy endings. The man she loved, Chase Andrews, disappeared after her father bribed him to leave her, and by the end of her graduation party, she was engaged to Kennedy Davenport, the arrogant heir her father chose for her. Now, Anya is trapped in a cold marriage built on lies and bruises. Kennedy controls her life, her name, even her father’s company, which is crumbling fast. When a mysterious investor arrives to save it, Anya’s world tilts—because the man standing before her isn’t a stranger. He’s Chase. Only now, he’s Orion Nikandros—a powerful Greek billionaire with ice in his veins and revenge in his eyes. His one condition for helping? Anya must work for him. She wants to refuse, but her husband doesn’t give her a choice. Working for Orion brings back everything she’s tried to bury, the love, the pain, the betrayal. He thinks she abandoned him. She thinks he sold her out. But as old sparks reignite, so do old wounds. And between the lies, the power, and the past, Anya must decide if love is worth risking her heart one last time.

The stench of silver dust filled the air, and every breath seared my lungs. My broken body lay twisted among the jagged rocks of the abandoned silver mine, where even the strongest werewolf would feel their strength waning. Beside me, my mate’s first love, Sophia, whimpered softly. A shallow scrape marked her knee. The tunnel was collapsing. Only two people could pass through the exit at a time. Lucas did not hesitate to scoop Sophia in his arms and abandon me. His golden eyes, once filled with unwavering loyalty toward me, now burned with something colder—indifference. I reached out, my fingers trembling as they grasped the hem of his clothing. My voice was hoarse with despair. "Lucas… please… don't leave me here." “I am your mate. I’m carrying your pups.” He glanced at me with a clenched jaw and broke free, shoving me back onto the silver-laced ground. Agony burned through my veins, consuming my soul like fire. “Are you serious, Ava?! After pushing Sophia into this damn abyss and getting her injured, you still dare to compare with her.” “You know what?! You deserve to be left here and reflect on your mistakes!” With that, he vanished into the light, and the tunnel collapsed behind him. His words cut deeper than silver ever could, and the last thing I heard before darkness swallowed me was the sound of their retreating footsteps.