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Denise Vera is a she-wolf who is different from others. Within her, resides a demon… a cold-blooded, uncontrollable inner-beast that is hungry for bloodshed. During fullmoons, it cannot be tamed. And once it is free, a ruthless slaughter begins. Because of this, Denise is hated by her pack and has to keep herself hidden away from the world. Now, she is nineteen and they refuse to keep her much longer. Her father sells her off to Aiden; the future Alpha of a powerful pack nearby. She is set to marry Aiden, but when Alpha Kain Valcor visits the pack for a deal, she feels a sudden connection to him. A mate bond. And it happens that her wolf forcefully takes control the very night they meet...but instead of killing all those around her, she oddly awakens in the arms of her mate. She ends up being bought all over again, this time by Kain. She hopes that he is the one to tame her wolf and save her, but Kain’s intentions are not what they seem. He doesn't want a mate, what he needs is a killer to defend his pack…

Daphne disguses herself as a masked pornstar called Ginger kitty, touching herself online and squirting in front of the camera to make money and pay for her brother’s terminal illness. Luck shines on her when she gets a scholarship to the prestigious Majesty Academy, an elite school for the richest kids from different packs. Daphne couldn’t be more elated, but her life takes a dramatic turn when she catches the eyes of Laken, the hot and most eligible boy in school. Things get even more interesting when her young professor gets obsessed with her and will do anything to make her his. Caught in a whirlwind of both men, Daphne tries to navigate her way through school and hide her secret life as a pornstar. Trouble comes knocking when she discovers she is from a rare blood line of wolves who can unlock a cherished artifact and Majesty Academy is not what it seems. With darkness, murder, black magic and betrayal thrust at her, how will Daphne navigate life with the school’s evil board of directors and deal with the men who would do anything to have her?

“In his world, love is a luxury she can’t afford… but he’s made sure she pays the price anyway.” Liara Kane is drowning—her younger brother teeters between life and death, and every bank account is bone-dry. When ruthless billionaire Asher Kane reappears under the hospital’s flickering lights, he offers her a deal darker than the storm raging around them: one year of marriage in exchange for two hundred thousand dollars’ worth of life-saving surgery, a lavish penthouse, and a monthly allowance that could erase her debts. No vows. No emotions. Just a contract. But Asher never does anything by halves. With boardroom pressure and a family hungry for scandal underfoot, he demands compliance in public and possession in private. As Liara signs away her freedom, she ignites a fire in Asher’s cold heart—one he didn’t know existed. Torn between desperation, defiance, and a dangerous attraction, Liara must decide: is salvation worth a lifetime of chains?

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Lil Ward was given a task by an old man named Cain. His mission was to eradicate a hundred wicked people in the world. He realized that killing people was an unjust thing itself, but though he didn't want to kill, he could not control his power that was forcing him to commit the heinous crime. Lil became busy helping people, but he was also killing those bad people. One day, he met a girl named Kaila Breaks, with whom he didn't expect to fall in love. Lil hid everything about his power from Kaila, because he knew that she would leave him if she knew that he was a murderer. In contrast to Lil's expectations, Kaila also had a power from the wicked woman named Alicia. Kaila was also using her power to kill those bad people, because of the task that was given to her by Alicia. One day, the path of Lil and Kaila would meet. The hundredth people that they needed to kill was themselves in order to get rid from the curses of Cain and Alicia. The tale will tell you how Lil and Kaila were destined to fight against each other. Will they change their fate? Who will sacrifice oneself to make the other survive? Will they just let destiny decide everything? Which one is more important to them, love or freedom?

I was his wife. His obligation. His biggest mistake. For three years, I stayed silent, watching Liam love another woman while I wasted away beside him. But when he let our baby die without lifting a finger, everything inside me shattered. I walked away—but not to disappear. I walked into a new life. One where I’d find strength, answers… and someone who’d remind me what it feels like to be seen. But the past isn’t done with me. And neither is Liam. Because what ties us together runs deeper than we ever knew. And the man I’m beginning to fall for? He might be the one thing that unravels it all. A heartbreak billionaire romance about betrayal, identity, and a love buried in the ashes of the past.

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After being Nelson Jackson’s devoted simp for five years, Sarah Paterson became pregnant. Just as she was excitedly waiting for him to propose, Nelson had a change of heart when his high school sweetheart returned from studying abroad. Sarah didn't fight to keep the relationship. Instead, she went straight to the hospital, had an abortion, and immediately agreed to the arranged marriage her family had set up with a business partner's son. But Nelson came to regret his decision. He begged Sarah to keep his child, but she only gave him two words in response. "Too late."

When Ayden Baldwin ignored me, who was stuck in an elevator, freaking out from claustrophobia, just so he could deliver cold medicine to his assistant, I filed for divorce. Ayden signed his name without hesitation and smiled at his friend. "She's just throwing a tantrum. Her parents are gone. I'm all that she's left. She won't leave me. "Besides, isn't there a thirty-day cooling-off period? If she regrets it, I'll be the bigger person and take her back." The next day, he posted a lovey-dovey pic with his assistant, captioned: "Capturing every shy moment of yours." Counting the days, I packed up my belongings and made a phone call. "Uncle, please book me a ticket to Burville."

For six years of marriage, Cyran Valehart and I lived with measured respect, as if we were partners holding the same scale in perfect balance. For the sake of my equestrian career, I refused to have children. He shouldered the gossip, endured the judgment, and stood beside me without hesitation. But when I rode into what should have been my final international competition, he went back home with his first love—her hand resting protectively over her swollen belly. "All these years, you chose the horses over me," he spat. "That damned competition meant more to you than our family ever did." His voice shook with righteous anger, but his next words cut far deeper. "Six years ago, I abandoned Celia once. Now she carries my child. I won't betray her again." In that instant, my marriage became nothing but a title. I was reduced to a wife in name only, a figurehead in his home, a shadow he no longer cared to see. During the very competition meant to crown my life's work, Cyran laced a sharp needle beneath my saddle, each stride of my horse a fresh stab of pain meant to break us both. I lost the match. My horse collapsed with a shattered leg. And in that fall, my dream and my marriage were crushed together—ruined by the very man who once swore to protect them. Later, he paid with everything he had, desperate to make amends. But no matter what he sacrificed, Cyran Valehart was already behind me, nothing more than a ghost I would never turn to face again.