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“Strip and kneel down, Teresa” “You should know better than to try and escape us, Teresa. We own you, you belong to us and we will do with you as we please” “This isn't a normal mate bond. When we are hurt, she's hurt and when she's hurt, we are hurt…So that means, if she dies, we die and if we die, she dies” In the Black Crest pack, Omegas were sold as slaves and breeders. Teresa Finch was disowned by her mother because she was an Omega, her mother had just become the new wife of the Old Alpha Brock and didn't want him to find out that she had a weak daughter. This led to Teresa being put out for auction where she met her three mates. Keller, Bennett and Lynch, the domineering trio. They were the three sons of Old alpha Brock and known for their ruthless and rebellious behavior. They were selfish and nonchalant, taking pleasure in oppressing the weak. And Teresa just so happens to be their perfect target. Angry that their mate was nothing more than a weak omega, they decided to make her their plaything. But how long does this go on for when one of them suddenly went missing, one turned partially rogue and the third lost his wolf? Teresa in the midst of all these strange occurrences was the only one who could find out the truth and fix them… especially when her life was on the line too.

Playboy, Casanova, and Heartbreaker were some adjectives used by the paparazzi to describe the brilliant interior designer and the hottest CEO of Grayson Group Of Hotels, Aries Grayson. But that quickly changed when his eyes landed on his best friend’s perfect girlfriend, Cara Silencio. Her innocence took his world by storm when their eyes locked for the first time. Cara was everything Aries secretly wished for in his life, but she was off limits, and Aries chose to abide by the rules of Bro code. Cara Silencio has her own fair share of secrets that could destroy her. Amidst masking her true identity from the world and attempting to make ends meet, Cara was exhausted. She wanted to marry the Knight of her life, Keith Wilson, and lead a peaceful life. But the demons of her past destroyed everything, pushing her into the endless tunnel of darkness. Years later, when Aries found her at the infamous strip club, his desires came back to life, and this time, he aimed to claim her. A night of intimacy didn't stop his longing for her. He wanted her in his bed every night, waiting for him. Aries returned to the club to find her, but Cara was gone, leaving no traces behind. Determined to find her, he called his most competent informer to find Cara Silencio, only to stumble upon the shocking truth. “Mr. Grayson, the woman you’re searching for is the heiress of New York’s biggest business empire!”

Every week, mt mate Alpha Bruce dragged a new side-chick into our bed. Right in front of me. They clawed at each other like I didn't exist. Each time felt like silver shredding through my chest, my wolf howling from the inside out. He did it to hurt me. On purpose. Over and over. Using their bodies to spit on what we used to be. Then came our ten-year anniversary banquet. He waltzed in with his side-piece—Moye. Five years he'd been screwing her. She wore my heels. My custom gown. Even the mate ring and necklace I once thought meant forever. Bruce stood there, smirking in front of the whole pack. "Don't like what she's wearing? Strip yours and hand it over. And don't bother coming to my bed tonight—she's a hundred times better." The room howled with laughter. I was the punchline. But I stood up, met his eyes, and said, "I want to break the bond." He snorted. "You've said that, what, a hundred times? I'm over it. You begged me to mark you, remember? Gave up your pride for that Luna crown." More laughter. But what none of them saw coming? This time, I was done. Done with him. Done with the Luna title. Done chasing something dead. I was ready to sever the mate bond—for real.

His dark eyes spoke a lot while roaming her body ditching their shame. She shuddered from the weird disgust feeling of his nasty stare piercing her pride to no end, soon her body and mind became numb when she heard him. "Strip!"The male whispered in her ear, resulting in his husky voice to become huskier. His aura was so tragically dark and dominant that the girl felt her knees weakening because of his bizarre declaration.She moved a bit back from the close proximity as she felt her breath halting because of his sudden intimacy."Scared aren't you?" The male asked mischievously witnessing her face losing its every color, not caring what he demanded from her. His stare was burning her entire being as she felt her self respect tearing apart. She was looking around the people present in the room with a hint of shame and obvious anxiousness."Are you being nervous now? You didn't hesitate to slap me in front of them then why are you being so shy now." He spat those words like fire without any shame with only one attention, to bring her down and smash her composure in front of everyone.Her sparkling eyes attracted him to no limits. His dominance dragged her in his deep dark world, his egoistic aura took away that shine. He made her surrender to his sinful desires unwillingly...

"Royce Devereaux isn’t your average hot professor. He has a lot of rules in his professional and personal life. He keeps both worlds separated. He has to. He’s somewhat of a public figure—and yes, he’s made enemies climbing to the top. Being a world-famous paleontology professor doesn’t mix well with his romantic life. He likes his sex rough, and a whole lot of naughty. Which means his students are 100% off limits.One problem. His new graduate student assistant, Kenzie. She looks at him like a kid looks at birthday cake, and he doesn’t like it. Except, he does. He likes it too much. She’s feisty and smart—which only makes him want to tie her up and master her body. And her buttoned-up librarian look—it makes him want to strip her naked…slowly. He has to find a way to ignore her. It’s only one semester. Right?But when an enemy decides to use Kenzie to force his hand, Royce has no choice but to keep her close. Very, very close. His two worlds have just collided. He just hopes he can let her go once the danger is over…The Darkest Hour is created by Lauren Smith, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

I am trapped in the middle of a war I never asked for. A war written in blood, money, and betrayal. And if I don’t fight back, I will lose, and I don’t lose. It began the day I discovered the truth. I wasn’t who I thought I was. My real family, the Black family were billionaires, powerful and merciless, their legacy dripping with old money and ancient grudges. Bound by ties to the Bristo empire, their world was one I was never meant to enter. I was dragged into it, whether I want to be or not. To my newfound siblings, I am an intruder, a threat, a mistake that should have stayed buried. And above all, a rival. Because in their world, everything is a game of possession, including Lucas Bristo. Lucas, with his arrogance and impossible charm, infuriates me to my core. I despise the way his eyes pin me in place. I despise the heat that coils in my chest whenever he dares to touch me. Loving him was never part of the plan. But my heart doesn’t obey plans, and neither does his. Now my greatest enemies are not outsiders, but blood. My adopted sister, the one who lived the life meant for me has joined forces with my blood brother whom she is having an incestuous affair with. Together, they will stop at nothing to destroy me, to strip away the man I love and the empire that is rightfully mine.

When I returned from a mission, I found my Alpha mate, Wyatt, had tattooed his Beta's sigil next to our sacred mating mark. I cut my mission short, stormed back to the pack, and publicly declared my intent to Reject him. The mating mark is sacred, a symbol of two souls eternally bound. Desecrating it is the gravest insult to the Moon Goddess. Wyatt tore the rejection papers to shreds, casting them to the ground. Fury blazed in his wolfish eyes. "Over a sigil? You're tearing us apart over a meaningless symbol. Are you insane?" "Do I look like I'm kidding?" I sneered. "Fine. Let the Moon Goddess be your judge." The color drained from his face. "Faye, if you dare go through with this, I'll strip Rory of his birthright. He'll never be Alpha." "How could I be cursed with a mother like you? You're ruining my future as Alpha! I hate you!"My son, Rory, snarled from the side, his eyes burning with hatred. I looked at this father and son, who was now both strangers to me, and my heart turned to ash. My fingers tightened on my herb pouch. "The moment your father desecrated our mark," I said, my voice eerily calm, "I was already done with you."

Lindy, a simple teenage girl who lives in Canada, never wanted to stand out because she is afraid of getting noticed and does not want or hope to get anyone's attention. Milo , a famous member of Spitfire Strip, extremely popular, filthy rich and a woman's magnet while adored by millions of his screaming fans. He has everything could ask -- sold out concerts, album, world tour concerts year after year, money, and women. But despite everything he has, he knows there's still something missing in his life because he wants a woman that can love him not for his fame or because he is Milo Beckett from Spitfire Strip. One wicked night Canada, Lindy managed to lose her phone and once she found it, she didn't realize that it was not hers until she receives an unknown number calling her. Only to realize that an English cheeky boy had accidentally swapped phones with her who is now on his way back home to England. She kept communicating for a week with the man named as Mill who is five years older than her. When she retrieved her phone, she found out that she had swapped phones and had eventually fallen in love with a man who she didn't expect at all. Will it be easy for Lindy to date a famous celebrity? All questions she has in her head but she did not know she just got lucky.

“You are not a prisoner, but you are my wife. You are officially a Davenport for the next six months, so act like one!” He warned me. “Fuck you.” I spat at him. “If you want my dick, all you have to do is strip and bend over the table. I might consider you and fuck you.” ………………….. THIS IS A SPICY AND DARK MAFIA ROMANCE BOOK. KILLIAN DAVENPORT IS UNHINGED!! R18. 185 days. That’s how long Aspen Vale must survive as the wife of Killian Davenport. The ruthless mafia lord who bought her freedom, only to cage her in his world of power, secrets, and sin. She was sold to him like property. Her father signed her life away for money, and Killian accepted not out of love, but obsession. She looks like the woman he once lost. And now he refuses to let her go. In Killian’s mansion, there are rules, cruel and unyielding rules. No lies. No defiance. No pregnancy. He doesn’t want a wife. He wants a ghost to worship, a memory to control. But Aspen isn’t made to be broken. The more he tries to destroy her, the more she burns beneath his touch. She tells herself she’ll endure him for 185 days—then escape. But monsters like Killian don’t set their prey free. And the most dangerous part of all? She’s no longer sure she wants him to.

Money. Guns. Revenge. And kisses that taste like sin. ALMA MARTELLI My sister died on her wedding day, and that same night, a ruthless mafia boss kidnapped me and dragged me to his manor. I didn’t even get a chance to grieve before my life was turned upside down. But what terrified me the most was how my body betrayed me when he touched me, how I wanted the monster who ruined everything. What happens when I discover his hidden plans to destroy my family and his wicked plan for me? One I couldn’t escape, even if I wanted to. LAZZARO VISCONTI They say a child shouldn't suffer for her father's sins. I say she should bleed for them. Alma Martelli will suffer. She’ll atone for every wrong her father committed. There’s no way out until I say so. I’d use her, strip her of her innocence, and return her to a fatherless home. That was the plan... until I found myself wanting to keep her longer than intended, and fighting her battles as if they were mine. Now I can’t stop thinking about her mouth. Her fire. Her goddamn eyes. Alma was supposed to be my vengeance. But she might just be my downfall.