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"I don't care what it takes. Find her!" With those words, William, the youngest and most good looking billionaire in Shanghai urged his security team to double their efforts, to leave no stone unturned in their search for the woman who had captured his heart in a way he had never imagined possible. His eyes fell upon the deep crimson marks on the sheet. A sense of pride and happiness welled up inside him as he realized that he was Sarah's first, and he had been the one to introduce her to the world of physical intimacy. He cherished the thought that no one else had shared that special moment with her, and the idea of anyone else touching her filled him with a possessive anger that simmered just beneath the surface. However, Sarah a young beautiful orphan heiress to a vast multi-billion dollar empire, had vanished into thin air after giving her innocence to William Xu, the most sought-after young bachelor billionaire. The burning question that gnaws at his soul was whether he would ever succeed in locating her. The bitter truth was that she had expertly veiled her true identity, leaving him with nothing but a mystery. What had driven her to willingly surrender herself, only to vanish from his life in the blink of an eye? The elusive motive behind her actions remained locked away, a puzzle that haunted his thoughts day and night. The reason of Sarah's departure is a riddle he was determined to solve.

The Falcon Ridge Series Book 2 Six months after the battle with Torrents army, Caledons Security Unit decided to open a training camp for young adults from all the Alliance packs. Sarah Reynolds: I live in Black Lake. A tiny town that sits on the southern border of Falcon Ridge. After the Dragons attacked, my parents became worried they would attack again so they signed us up for the Caledon Boot Camp. I'm what you consider a problem child. I tend to get into trouble a lot. I don't want to go to this stupid camp and I'll make them wish they never laid eyes on me. Jayson Duke: I joined the Unit four years ago. I worked hard to get to where I am. Operations Leader was my dream job. That is until they gave it to River Blake. Now I'm told I have to go to Caledon to train their recruits. These aren't soldiers, they're kids. I don't train kids. I'm already angry that I have to be here, but it's made worse when I find out the Terror of Black Lake is here. Here to make my job hell. She's been all kinds of trouble for my pack in Black Lake and I'll be damned if she thinks she can make trouble for me here.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby dedication, I went back on a whim to the house I had bought when Amber and I got married. However, the security guard stopped me at the gate. “This villa is Ms. Sherry’s private property. No outsiders are allowed.” I smiled and said, “I am her husband.” To my surprise, the guard gave me a look of disdain and said, “Mr. Jones is Ms. Sherry’s husband. Who might you be? You should’ve checked before trying to impersonate your way in.” I stood frozen. Cyrus Jones was my living blood donor.

Adrian Foster once walked away from a life most men would kill to possess—a life of privilege, prestige, and unchallenged influence. He moved within elite circles where power whispered his name, where security convoys shadowed his every step, and where surveillance was the price of importance. But the weight of status became suffocating. The constant scrutiny, the political entanglements, the invisible chains disguised as honor—he grew tired of them all. So he chose disappearance over dominance. Simplicity over spectacle. He stepped away from the throne of influence and allowed the world to believe he had fallen. He married into the Lane family seeking nothing more than quiet peace. Instead, he found humiliation. For three long years, he endured their scorn. He was treated as a burden, a useless son-in-law with no ambition, no backbone, no worth. He was slapped, insulted, dismissed—reduced to something small in a house that never saw his true height. But the Adrian they discarded is not the Adrian who exists. What they saw was a mask. Adrian is operating under a hidden mandate—one far greater than pride or marriage. He left his homeland not out of weakness, but strategy. He buried his name, his power, and his legacy to move unseen. There is an enemy rising in the shadows, a calculated plot designed to destabilize his nation to dust. And to uncover it, he had to disappear. He had to lose himself. Because he will be the man who stands between his homeland and the darkness threatening to consume it.

My husband, Liam, got his terminally ill ex-girlfriend, Chloe, pregnant. He said it was to grant her dying wish of becoming a mother. On the day she gave birth, Liam's sister, Isabella, hired a security firm to guard the hospital, claiming it was to prevent me from causing a scene. Isabella stood by Chloe's bedside. "Don't worry, I have people posted at the entrance. If Ava dares to show up and make trouble, we'll have her thrown out immediately." Liam, seeing I hadn't come, breathed a sigh of relief. "Chloe, just focus on delivering our baby safely. Don't worry about anything else." He truly believed that since he was only fulfilling his dying ex's last wish, I would never be so unreasonable as to make a fuss. Looking at the tiny, rosy infant in his arms, he sent me a text: "Darling, I did this for you. I had her carry a child for us, so you could finally be a mother." He thought that as long as I accepted it all, this child was my ultimate reward. But what he didn't know was that I had just surrendered my residency. In one week, I would be in Kenya, working as a volunteer on a project of biomedical research. It was meant to be a final goodbye—a world away from Liam, forever. But he was searching for me like a madman, pleading for me to return.

As I was about to leave The Crimson Curtain, my brother Corvus's elite vampire club, a woman who claimed to be the manager stopped me. "Ma'am, you just helped yourself to a priceless vial of Elder's Blood. You have to pay." I looked at the unfamiliar face, sensing the weak blood of a lesser vampire. She must be a fledgling, I thought, new to the club and unaware of who I was. "Your boss approved it," I said flatly. "Take it up with him." But the woman just sneered at me. "Plenty of women try to get close to our boss. If every one of you took what you wanted, how would we stay in business?" She shoved a copy of the club rules at me. Anyone who takes Elder's Blood without permission pays with three times the amount in heart's blood. Or they don't leave. Vampire guards started to close in, some even drawing silver blades, ready to take me down. I laughed, a cold, sharp sound. I couldn't believe Corvus's club had such an insane rule. "I am the Lord of House Volkov. Corvus's own sister. If he needs compensation, he can come to me himself." But her mockery only sharpened. "You look like some low-born stray. Claiming ties to a noble house? Pathetic. Hand over the heart's blood. Now." My patience snapped. I sent a message to the family elders through our bloodline. "Tell Corvus to either make this woman disappear forever, or I'm taking back ownership of this club. All of it."

Seraphina's world shatters the night she finds her beloved Kaelan, the future Alpha, in bed with her best friend. She ends their relationship without a second thought. But fate delivers a cruel blow when Seraphina discovers on her eighteenth birthday that Kaelan is her destined mate. Seeing a chance for vengeance, she publicly rejects their bond, ignoring his desperate pleas to save his face in front of the pack. Her vengeance is short-lived. Seraphina soon uncovers a devastating truth: her best friend, consumed by bitter jealousy; had drugged Kaelan and staged the entire scene. He was innocent. Shattered by her catastrophic mistake, Seraphina searches for Kaelan to apologize, but he has vanished without a trace, abandoning his pack and his old life. For ten years, Seraphina is shackled by guilt, while her pack weakens and crumbles toward ruin. As a last resort, her father secures an alliance with a mysterious and powerful pack rumored to be ruled by a ruthless Alpha known only as Lucifer. To save her people, Seraphina is forced to sign a contract, binding her fate to this feared stranger. Her doom is sealed when she comes face-to-face with the legendary Lucifer and finds the boy she rejected is gone, replaced by a cold, formidable, and terrifying man. Kaelan makes it clear he is back to claim what is his, and his intentions are laced with vengeance. Although, Seraphina is determined to atone for the past, Kaelan is a wall of ice she cannot melt. To survive, she must unravel the secrets he guards so fiercely. But the truth he’s hiding is more dangerous than his hatred, and her discovery of it will not just break her—it will destroy her completely and threaten to burn their entire world to the ground.

On a rusty iron lies a man. Alpha Xavier, the most notorious of the werewolves. He was asleep under the effects of the drug, unaware that I had shackled his hands and feet to the frame. I drew the curtain to isolate the and... Slowly removed my clothes. Today was the thirty-fifth day I had been forced to be a Slave in Sin Pack, and I had thirty-five years of my sentence remaining. I had to do this in order to get out of here as soon as possible. "Who?" He was perceptive. He woke up as soon as I threw the bra to the floor. "Who are you? Who the are you?" I didn't say a word and let him struggle with his arms and legs. His eyes were covered by his tie and he couldn't see me. "Is that you, Leila?" He couldn't see me, but he unexpectedly called out my name anyway. "Leila, is that you? Get off me!" I didn't say anything, I didn't have time to waste. All the Guards in Sin Pack were looking for him. But no one would have thought that a lowly Slave like me would dare to kidnap their fiercest Alpha. Kidnap for the sake of rape. I climbed on top of him, picked up his hard , and sat down hard without any hesitation. I felt the inside of my body being torn apart. Blood flowed down my thighs. I was no longer a . I crumpled onto him from the pain, tears falling onto his chest. "Alpha Xavier, please... Let me carry your child." There was no in my eyes, only the desire for revenge.

He thinks I’m a dangerous party crasher looking for trouble. I think he’s right. Moving into a breathtakingly luxurious new estate was supposed to be a fresh start for my family—or at least a temporary sanctuary for the next six months. Instead, it’s a chaotic den of wild parties, elite strangers, and secrets. When a late-night hunt for food leads me straight into the massive, high-tech kitchen, I don't just find a midnight snack. I find him. Callum. He’s devastatingly gorgeous, intensely arrogant, and radiates a dangerous, intoxicating aura that completely paralyzes me. He also happens to believe I’ve broken into his house to steal his hidden, highly illegal stash. Before I can even find my voice to deny it, he’s cornering me in the dark, threatening to have his guards throw me out on the streets, and making it thrillingly clear that I am completely out of my depth. My fiercely protective older brother arrives just in time to slam a wedge between us, but the damage is already done. Callum has made his verdict: I’m naive, I’m defenseless, and worst of all... I'm not his type. I’ve always been the quiet, overly trusting sister who stays in the shadows while the world moves past. But as the lines between enemies, strangers, and something much more hazardous begin to blur, I have a terrifying feeling that surviving the next six months under the same roof as Callum is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done. Because he is absolute trouble—and I might just be ready to crash his world.

EXCERPT: John freed himself from the security lashes in order to gain more access to Tom. He gripped his friend's waist, squeezing to emphasize how much he was willing to give up for this man. "I can touch you. We can touch. Touch me." Tom searched John's face with his eyes, the flush on his cheeks darkening and capturing John's attention once more. He could feel Tom's uncertainty as if it were a weighted net falling over them both to pin them in place. Summoning his courage, he stripped his tunic from his upper body and seized Tom's hand in his own. "Touch me. Please." John thought Tom was going to refuse until he used his free hand to reach out. SYNOPSIS: Refugees of a dead planet, the Zen are grateful the people of Earth are willing to offer them a new home. Executive Orders from the White House declare America a safe-haven for any of the shapeshifting aliens as long as they follow three basic rules: 1. Zen must take a human appearance. 2. Zen must register with human names at Social Services. 3. Zen must find paid work or volunteer to help their country. Two friends declare themselves "married" during their registration without realizing they are now legally bound to one another as a couple. Will New Americans John and Tom see their friendship turn into a romance or will they reject being accidentally married aliens?