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All because of Leo Cullen’s words, I gave up a place at a top-tier university in Ceres and stayed behind to retake the entrance exams with him—three times. By the fourth year, a girl arrived at our cram school, and Leo forgot the promise we made. He started skipping class, picking fights, smoking—doing everything but studying. One day, I stood at the school gate, blocking his path with a textbook in hand as he tried to ditch class. He smirked, unimpressed, and blew a bubble with his gum, letting it stick to the ends of my hair. “Naomi…,” he began, “who still cares about studying these days?” So I stopped caring and avoided him entirely. When he fooled around in the classroom, I went to the library. When he played basketball, I sat in a quiet corner with my books. Even when I craved noodles from my favorite shop, I’d scan the room first to make sure he wasn’t there. “Are you avoiding me, Naomi?” he asked later, his face in a frown. I shook my head. “Why would you think that?”

My father was the most feared Don in all of Sicelia. He ran every illicit arms deal and casino in the underworld, his name alone sent shivers through the Mafia world. He worried that, as his only heir, I might fall for the wrong man. So he ordered every family to send a representative, and I would choose my marriage partner by lot. I drew Bernardo Vito, heir of the Vito family. It was an arranged marriage, but I still wanted to meet him in person. To keep up appearances before the evening banquet, I stopped by a haute couture boutique. The moment I stepped inside, my eyes landed on a deep crimson velvet gown. Just as I reached for it, a sharp voice pierced the air. "I want that dress she's holding. Wrap it up for me." Before I could even react, a clerk snatched it from my hands. I clenched my jaw, forcing myself to stay calm. "I saw this dress first, and I was ready to pay. Is this how you treat your customers?" The woman laughed, as if I had just told the world's funniest joke. Her gaze roamed me with contempt, and she sneered: "This dress is worth five million dollars. A country bumpkin like you can only look. "Me? I am Bernardo Vito's favorite assistant. In this city, nothing I want is ever taken from me!" I could not help but laugh. Bernardo Vito? The very man I had drawn in the marriage lot? I pulled out my phone and dialed. "Bernardo, your favorite assistant just stole the dress I had my eye on. What are you going to do about it?"

The day I get engaged, my brother brings home a woman who's my age. He says she's his actual sister and accuses me of stealing her life for the past 20 years. Even my fiancé says she's his rightful wife. I'm kicked out of home. Meanwhile, my brother and fiancé take the true heiress traveling. They even give her the villa they had prepared for me. Half a month later, they suddenly remember it's my birthday. To their dismay, they find that they can't see me anymore—I've joined a secret ten-year project organized by the nation. They're supposed to be happy, but they now regret everything.

Derrick Caldwell once promised me that on the night of our pack's founding feast, he would announce that we'd been married for eight years. However, on the big day, his childhood friend, Lilith Sterling, takes my place. She sits beside him—the spot reserved for his Luna. The warriors say, "We heard you have a mate with whom you've been married for eight years, Alpha. Is this her?" Derrick smiles without denying it. He silently allows their assumption to stand. I want him to explain this to me, but he merely says, "You may have helped me become the Alpha, but your lowly birth is nothing compared to Lilith's noble status. As my mate, you need to be more tolerant." I don't argue with him. Instead, I turn and leave the pack he and I built together. Later, I start my own pack and turn it into the largest one in the federation. Derrick stands among the crowd during a ceremony where the Alpha King confers a medal of honor to me. He proudly tells anyone who will listen that I'm his wife. I act like I don't see him, and his eyes turn red with desperation.

On the day of my daughter Eleanor Baldwin's second birthday party, my entire family stood nervously by the banquet hall entrance. They were not there to greet guests, but rather to keep me from showing up and causing a scene. Mom's face was written all over with anxiety. "Lucas wouldn't actually crash the party, would he?" Dad's brow stayed tightly furrowed. "Who knows? That disgrace of a son is capable of anything." My younger brother, Cody Baldwin, had his arm wrapped gently around my wife, Kendra Clarkson, trying to reassure her. "Don't worry. If Lucas dares to show up, I'll keep you and Ellie safe." Kendra nodded slowly. "If it really comes to that... maybe we should just let Ellie be his goddaughter. At least then, we're still family..." However, the party came and went, and I never appeared. I had already made up my mind to join a classified national defense research program. Only this time, it was for good.

I had a perception disorder that messed with how I saw and felt stuff. So when I got dropped into a horror game, everyone else freaked out trying to survive— Me? I thought I was in a dating sim. I raised a young fae like she was my kid, fell for the vampire count, and treated the undead like my in-laws. The first time I saw the vampire—face torn up, soaked in blood—I straight-up blushed. "You're really handsome." He froze. Then, low and uncertain: "Am I... really handsome?"

"I, Blake Blackwood, future Alpha of the Moon Crest Pack, reject you, Elena Reynolds, as my fated mate." Blake’s rejection should have broken her, but Elena’s used to pain. Her entire pack despises her. She killed her parents, she’s a monster. The only person who was supposed to love her just crushed her heart. But Elena is no ordinary wolf. She’s a hybrid; half Warlock, half Werewolf and the universe isn’t done with her yet. Then there’s Asher. God, Asher! The brooding warlock with a dangerous charm that makes her pulse race. His kiss melts her. His touch has her gasping for more. One brush of his fingers, and Elena is consumed. The heat between them? Unstoppable. But with everything that’s at stake, she can’t afford to get lost in him. Asher isn’t just a temptation, he’s a damn threat. As Elena uncovers the power she’s meant to wield, she’s torn. Should she save the pack that rejected her, or give in to the exciting temptation of the warlock who might just end up ruining her?

A Dark, Erotic Thriller Filled with Lust, Betrayal, and Revenge Seraphina Carter has been trapped in a luxurious hell for six years—married to Ethan, a man who thrives on breaking her spirit. Verbal abuse, emotional torture, and public humiliation are his weapons, and worst of all, she can’t leave. Their ironclad prenup states that whoever files for divorce first will lose half of their wealth, and Ethan is determined to keep Sera as his beautifully broken trophy wife while he openly indulges in affairs. One drunken night changes everything. Sera stumbles into Crimson Veil, an underground nightclub, and meets Raven Blackwood, a darkly seductive woman with a sinful smile and eyes that promise danger. One touch ignites a fire inside Sera she never knew existed, and by morning, she’s lost in a world of forbidden desire and uncontrollable addiction. But as passion turns into obsession, Raven whispers a dangerous proposal: Why not kill Ethan? What starts as a twisted love affair soon becomes a high-stakes psychological game of manipulation, seduction, and deception. Ethan is not as blind as he seems, and as the walls close in, Sera realizes she's caught between two devils—one she married and one she desires. In a world where love is a weapon and trust is a lie, who is the real predator, and who is just prey? ---

“You’re gentle. You’re not always gentle, Julian…” “It’s our anniversary…” he muttered. Before Lena could respond, Julian placed his thumb to her clit and pushed a finger into her. “Julian,” she gasped. . . . Days after their third anniversary, Lena’s husband came home and asked for a divorce. No warning. No apology. Just a decision he had already made, for a woman who had already left before. Lena signed the papers. She walked away. And while Julian went back to the love of his life, Lena went back to something she had been hiding all along—her name, her family, and an empire worth more than everything Julian Black had ever built. She was never a nobody. He just never bothered to find out who she really was. Two years later, they’re in the same room again. Same circles, same boardrooms, same suffocating tension neither of them knows what to do with. Julian is starting to understand exactly what he threw away. And Lena is trying very hard to remember why she let him go. But some mistakes don’t stay buried. And some feelings refuse to stay dead. And some secrets fight to resurface. But what are those secrets?

On the night of her 18th birthday, under a blood moon, Aurora’s world is shattered. For centuries, a cruel tradition has ruled the land: when a girl turns eighteen, she is summoned to the palace for the Mating Ceremony—a night where bloodlines are bound, and the ruthless Alpha King hunts for his destined queen. None may refuse. None return the same. Behind the palace walls, whispers speak of broken hearts, shattered minds, and a throne soaked in centuries of suffering. Now, it’s her turn. Will she survive the claiming… or become just another name lost to the shadows of the crown, she comes face to face with the Lycan King—a beast of legend, forged in war and drowned in blood. Will she tame the darkness that rules him, or be consumed by the savage fate that awaits all who dare to defy his reign?