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Just as the Silverwolf Pack was about to fall into ruin, Blaise Larkin approached me and asked me to be his mate. I'd had a crush on Blaise for as long as I could remember. Now that my wildest dreams were about to come true, I was happy to form a mate bond with him. As I was the sole daughter of the Eastern Pack's Alpha, I was able to provide him with a mountain of resources by becoming Blaise's mate. One month after our bonding ceremony, I was expecting a pup. I was ecstatic, but before I could share the news with Blaise, I overheard something soul-shattering. "I wonder who fathered the pup of our pregnant Luna." "She probably got involved with some filthy Rogue. There's no way Alpha Blaise will let her give birth to that mutt, right?" If it weren't for those werewolves, I wouldn't know that Blaise was pretending we never mated. When I demanded answers in a deranged manner, he threw me into the underground prison and forced me to atone for the death of his first love. "If you didn't insist on becoming my mate, Susie wouldn't have left the pack—she also wouldn't have gotten slaughtered by Rogues!" Eight months later, I lost my pup in the cell I was imprisoned in and died, soaking in my own blood. When I opened my eyes once again, I found myself back on the day Blaise asked me to be his mate.

To be rejected by your fated mate is to be marked for death. Sloane Thorne has the scar to prove it. A rejection mark from Crew Harding, the boy who spent their entire lives tormenting her before destroying her in front of the entire pack. He murders her family, steals everything, and leaves her with a cursed mark that's slowly killing her. Three months later, she's hiding under a fake name when she collides with Kai Volkov. The Ice King. A second mate bond snaps into place. He sees Crew's mark on her skin. Assumes she's a spy and rejects her immediately. But Kai can't stay away. The bond won't let him. He takes her captive, swears it's for answers, but obsession doesn't need an excuse. Every touch sets them on fire. Every stolen glance is a war neither can win. Then Kai discovers what Crew has been hunting. What Sloane's family died protecting. What's been sleeping inside her all along. And suddenly, she's not just his mate. She's the weapon that could destroy them all. Now Crew wants her back. Collared, caged and his. But Kai Volkov doesn't share what's his. And Crew is about to learn that the hard way. But Sloane? She's done being claimed by Alphas who think she's theirs to break. Blood will spill. Alphas will fall. The question is whether she'll survive long enough to watch.

“What the fuck, Jace?!” One dinner. One secret. And suddenly, the boy I’ve loved for three years is staring at me like I’ve betrayed him. Because the man my mother is finally happy with–the man who treats her like she matters—just happens to be his father. Now Jace is furious. Obsessed. Unforgiving. He thinks I knew, that I kept this twisted truth hidden from him. I didn’t. But try telling that to the storm in his eyes, the rage in his voice, the way he corners me and demands answers like my heart isn’t already breaking. For my mom, I should let go. She deserves her fairytale, and if that means cutting Jace out of my life, then I’ll do it—even if it feels like tearing my chest open. But Jace? He refuses. “Walk away from me, Jae,” he swears, “and I’ll burn it all down. Your mom’s happiness. My dad’s engagement. Every ounce of peace you think you’ll have.” Because to Jace, I’m not just his girlfriend. I’m his obsession. His possession. His everything. And he’ll set the whole world on fire before he lets me go. … An obsessive boyfriend who would rather destroy everything than see the girl he loves as his stepsister. And a girl who wants nothing more than to protect her mother’s happiness, even if it costs her own. However, is the sacrifice worth it?

After a year of enduring the devastating news of her twin brother Xyller's disappearance and supposed death, Vesta clings to a glimmer of hope that he is still alive, believing that the reports were nothing more than a fabricated lie. Against the wishes of her Aunt Elena, Vesta resolves to venture to La Moran, convinced that it will provide an easy path to uncovering the truth about her brother's fate. Little did she know, her journey would prove far more treacherous than anticipated. In her quest for answers, Vesta stumbles upon the shocking revelation of the existence of vampires. The enigma surrounding her twin brother's vanishing becomes intertwined with the mysterious disappearances of several individuals within the area, leaving Vesta to question whether they are all interconnected. As she delves deeper into the darkness, she realizes that unearthing the truth will come at the cost of her own life. Among the unexpected twists she encounters, perhaps the most surprising is her blossoming affection for a mysterious man named Zaiden. However, when Zaiden discloses his true nature as a vampire, Vesta is faced with an agonizing dilemma. Can she find it in her heart to love him, despite the forbidden nature of their connection? And will Zaiden follow his own desires, even if it means committing a mortal sin by falling in love with a human? Is he prepared to sacrifice everything for her sake? While Vesta's primary objective remains the search for her twin brother, she must confront the possibility that he may be gone forever. Will she ever reunite with him, or is she ready to let go if he has vanished beyond her reach?

"Now tell me, young lady, who wants you dead?" Nicholas asked as he stared intently at me. His words froze me in place. My eyes widened, and my heart raced uncontrollably in my chest. I looked at him, my eyes diverting to the blood trickling from his shoulder where he was hit by a bullet while trying to save me. "I... I don't know," I stammered, still bewildered by the events that had unfolded. Laura Dickson had endured an abusive relationship at the hands of her boyfriend Santos, to whom she felt indebted for assisting her in settling some debts. Eventually, she reaches the conclusion that she can no longer tolerate the relationship and flees, disregarding Santos' threats of ending her life should she ever leave him. At a charity ball event, she encounters Nicholas, a strikingly handsome and powerful billionaire, the head of Brandson mafia family, who saves her from a serial killer intent on shooting her. Nicholas takes it upon himself to provide her with protection at his covert hideout until the serial killer is captured. What will unfold when they discover that the serial killer was actually closer to them than they had presumed and was in fact not who they thought it was? How will Laura react when she uncovers a grave secret that will profoundly shake her foundations? And what will occur as Laura falls In love with Nicholas, a billionaire mafioso who only sees women as objects of sexual desires? Discover the answers within the gripping pages of the thrilling novel, "Bound by Passion."

Once I begged for your love while our son drew his last breath. Now watch me take back everything you hold dear. The first time, I died on a rain-slicked road with my four-year-old's name on my lips and my husband's rejection still burning in my chest. Silas Vance took three years from me. Three years of existing like furniture in his mansion while he draped Clara over his arm at every gala, every interview, every moment that mattered. When our son needed him, really needed him he let my calls go to voicemail. Thirteen times. I counted. Our son didn't make it through the night. Neither did I. Then I opened my eyes. Two years earlier. Divorce papers on the nightstand. My son's laugh echoing from down the hall. This time, I won't beg. Won't wait. Won't shrink myself small enough to fit in the shadows he assigned me. This time, I'll become someone he doesn't recognize. Someone who smiles at his enemies, steals his deals, and dismantles his empire while he's still searching for his meek little wife. When he finally figures it out—when he's pounding on my door, begging for answers, desperate for a second chance? I'll hand him those signed papers and remind him: Some deaths are just the beginning.

Celeste Winters was born chosen, marked by the Moon Goddess, destined for power, and tied to a future she never fully wanted. But when a cursed moonstone dagger strikes her down, it doesn’t just nearly kill her; it erases her. Her memories vanish, her bond to her mate is severed, and the power that once defined her is ripped away, leaving behind someone unrecognizable, even to herself. In a desperate attempt to save her, those closest to her turn to the Moonwell, an ancient force said to heal what cannot be fixed. The water answers, but not with mercy. Instead of restoring Celeste, it changes her. What the moonstone stole, it replaced, twisting something inside her into its opposite. Now, Celeste is caught in a battle she cannot control. One moment, she seems almost like herself, quiet, distant, but there. The next, something darker takes over. The air around her grows heavy, her presence sharp and unfamiliar, and the world itself begins to react to her in ways it never has before. She knows something is wrong, but trying to remember only causes pain, forcing her further into the unknown version of herself she’s becoming. As the truth unfolds, it becomes clear that the moonstone obeyed an ancient balance, stripping her of her light and replacing it with darkness. And now, that darkness is winning. With time running out, Silas must find a way to reach the girl he lost before she’s gone for good. Because if Celeste fully becomes what the moonstone made her… There may be nothing left to save.

*** COMPLETED *** ***This story has a lot of steamy scenes that are not suitable for minors.*** A hundred years after the war where werewolves lost against humans, Kaiya finds herself imprisoned in an island park where they are hunted on a weekly basis for human’s entertainment. However, when the ownership of the island park changes, she finds her mate, who is a newly crowned King. ************************************* “You are the first freed werewolf, does not mean that you will be the last.” “Is that why you freed me? To set an example?” “No. I freed you because you will be my woman.” My breathing stops. The way he puts a claim on me makes me want to claim him too. “I—” “Ah! Don’t worry about answering me now. I will give you time to consider me.” I look at the table and entwine my fingers together. I take a deep breath and look back at him. “I want that too,” I whisper. “I want to become your woman too.” I answer the surprise on his face by flushing scarlet. Then, he looks away and I can see a blush creeping on his face too. “So, starting now, we are together?” he asks. “Before that, we need to do a promise.” “A promise?” I take his hand to mine and say, “You are my mate, whom I promise to love and cherish forever, until the gods and fate separate us.” He squeezes my hand and answers, “You are my mate, whom I promise to love and cherish forever, even if the gods and fate may try to separate us.”

Annie Saint-Claire is a woman with an active memory. She daily has to fight constant memories about her husband, Aaron Casey, whom she had lost three years ago. As a widow she has to fight for survival. She is in desperate need of an income. Billionaire Aaron Casey wakes nightly from erotic dreams about a woman whose face keeps eluding him. His frustration and questions about what happened to him makes him a serious man with anger issues and no answers as to why his body has scars. Aaron’s safe place is his office. He trusts no one. He randomly hired a personal assistant unbeknown to him his wife. Annie in her haste to attend an interview has an explosive encounter with her husband, the very man she thought she had lost. He was angry and alive, quick enough to catch her before she collided with the ground. Aaron found himself instantly annoyed yet intrigued with Annie who he impulsively kissed where they stood in a thunderstorm. Annie’s mind and body screaming for answers. Passion and a past have both spiraling out of control. Annie now has the explosive knowledge her husband was alive but completely unaware who she was. One shock look into his eyes…memories flashing through her mind in picture perfect clarity, her heart screaming for completion, demanding she open her broken heart and start rewriting her own heartbeat. Once by all account a forgotten past, now forcing her to reclaim what’s rightfully hers…you are mine: I am yours…

During my graduation trip, my friends and I go on a road trip to the plateau. That's when I get afflicted with altitude sickness. As dark spots begin to form in my vision, I realize that my anti-sickness medication, which can definitely save my life, has been swapped for ibuprofen instead. I'm about to start demanding answers from the group when my fiance, Zayden Lowry, stops me. "Sorry, Noelle. I've given your imported medication to Erica. You should take some ibuprofen and try to ride out your sickness for the time being." I clutch the box of ibuprofen, already finding it difficult to breathe. "So, you're just going to make me wait for my death after taking ibuprofen, huh?" Zayden frowns deeply at me. "How could you say that? Erica is frail, but you shouldn’t curse her like that! "This trip is meant for us to enjoy Mother Nature's beauty, not an opportunity for you to show off your expensive medication! "My mom is right. You really need to change that spoiled temperament of yours. If not, I won't be able to afford your expenses, seeing as you're the frail type who collapses over the slightest inconvenience." I no longer pay Zayden any attention. Using what's left of my strength, I send my dad a text. "Dad, send someone here to take me home. Also, you can terminate the collaboration between our company and Zayden's."