Goh X Ash

Sexually abused by her father and betrayed by her mother who sleeps with her fiance on the day of her engagement, Natalie involves herself in a one night stand with a young virgin, Liam Li. 3 years later, Liam Li returns back to country X and accidentally meets with the lady who disvirgined him and claims her as his girlfriend. "Can I kiss you Natalie" Liam sulked like a little boy deprived of his favourite toy. "If you kiss me, will you take responsibility?" Natalie asked while playing with his hair Liam blushed hard and lowered his head recalling what happened 3 years ago "Yes I'll take responsibility for you" Before Natalie could form another counter attack, Liam had already kissed her desperately like he had been starved of her. What happens when the hotel worker she had a one night stand with happens to be CEO of the company she was interning at, for her college grades? Who was the woman in the shadows or rather, the people in the shadows? "Kill her tonight or return to me dead"

Family is everything. Blood is everything. You only live, die and kill for your family." Born and raised in secret, like a ghost who never existed, Lilliana Moretti was brought up to be used as a secret weapon against one of the most ruthless crime families-the Romanos. And when she walked into the devil's lair willingly-pretending to be in love with the second-in-command of the Romano Empire, Dominic Romano-too many buried secrets were unearthed, leaving her shattered. An uphill battle between two crime families unleashed chaos like never before. While two people were out for each other's blood with bleeding hearts, little did they realize their love was more lethal than their hatred for each other. ************************* E X C E R P T - My fingers tangled in her hair as I forced her downward. “I’m not going to kneel before you like you’re some kind of god,” she snarled. The corner of my mouth curved into a slow, dark smile. “No,” I agreed, voice low and steady. “You’re not going to kneel for me.” I leaned in closer, eyes locked on hers. “You’re going to spread your legs for me, Lilliana—because I’m the monster, baby. The real one.”

Lana Vale thought she had a perfect life as a human. Even though she grew up without a mother, her father, Mark Vale, the powerful chairman of Vale X Corps, one of Italy’s biggest tech companies, loved her deeply. But everything changed when Vale X Corps signed a contract with Pycon Industries. Lana was forced to marry Luca Moretti, a ruthless billionaire she once trusted. Years ago, Luca had deceived her, taken her innocence, and left her heartbroken. What Lana didn’t know was that Luca wasn’t just a wealthy CEO—he was also an Alpha of a powerful werewolf pack. Lana had never known werewolves even existed, yet she soon found herself caught in their world. She was the destined mate of the Alpha King, bound to him by a powerful bond she refused to accept. While struggling with betrayal and heartbreak, Lana was unaware that her own blood hid a dark secret. As enemies close in and betrayal threatens to tear them apart, Lana and Luca must face the truth. Their hate may feel justified, but it could also be the very thing that destroys them. Lana might be the world’s only hope… or the omen that brings its end. Step into this story of love, betrayal, magic, and power. If you love werewolf romance with a strong female lead, this is the book for you.

Aurora, who lives a simple life in the Dawnsville village. She's an ordinary werewolf who has nothing in hand but only her hard work and dedication, though living with an unknown past. On the other hand, Ash Jaxon is the Alpha of the town, the one who has a lot of privilege, who is not an ordinary werewolf, but a powerful one. And in one unexpected situation, Aurora's life suddenly changed in one snap. It was like she was fated to be chosen as the slave of the Alpha. She wasn't picked by force, yet the alpha himself picked her to be his slave. Aurora did not go against it, because she can't do anything about it, since it's the alpha’s decision. Thus, despite their differences, a powerful attraction grows between them. A peak of challenges they thought they knew has come their way. And as their bond deepens, conflicts occur in a surprising way. Aurora finally discovers her past. She, being a half blooded werewolf and the truth behind her life, being a daughter of a human and a werewolf. Which then unexpectedly fated to be the mate of the Alpha. But, despite that, would she still continue the growing feelings she has to the alpha? Or would the alpha accept her as her slave or as his mate? Would their life be fully crumbled? Or will they continue the bond and face the consequences with purity and love with their eyes?

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish. But they forgot one thing: Ash remembers. And so does the throne buried beneath it. The forest did not devour her. It bowed. The flame did not die. It waited. Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered: “She is not blessed. She is not chosen. She is the reckoning the moon tried to silence.” Now Araya walks again — no longer mortal, no longer meek. She is Hollow-Blood reborn, daughter of the fire that swallowed fate, heir to a throne no god dares name. And fate has bound her to Dorian—Azrien—the exiled god chained to shadow and ruin. He expected to crave nothing but vengeance. Until her. Araya is the mate his immortal soul demands, the salvation he denies, and the spark that could either set him free… or burn the world to ash. But enemies stir in silence. Adira, the Luna who would claim the Alpha prince at any cost, forges a pact with a creature older than gods, a monster chained in rot and darkness. The price she pays will rip fate itself open. Betrayals. Forbidden desire. Gods who bleed. Wolves who kneel. And at the heart of it, one truth no prophecy can silence: The gods will end. She will not. And the last prophecy carved into stone whispers: “The Flame That Walks Returns. Let the gods burn first.”

Nora Ainsley didn’t sign up to play hero. As a rogue-born tracker for hire, she works solo, stays broke, and minds her business. But when a missing pendant leads her into the heart of a conspiracy tied to the murder of the Silver Ash Pack’s Luna, she gets dragged into something way bigger than she ever wanted. Now she’s a suspect, a target, and holding a magical artifact every side wants to kill for. Worse, the only person offering help is Roman Vale—a masked stranger who’s got his own twisted ties to the very pack that wants Nora dead. She didn’t ask for this war, but if she doesn’t fight back, she won’t survive it.

She had a name. A life. A village. But war took it all—her home reduced to ash, her family swallowed by silence. Now, thrust into a world she doesn’t understand, Elira finds herself caught between the haunting remnants of her past and the uncertain promises of her future. When she crosses paths with —the enigmatic CEO whose presence is as commanding as it is mysterious—he offers her what seems like salvation: a new life, a chance to belong, and freedom disguised as marriage. It feels like safety. It feels like peace. But just when she dares to believe she’s found something normal, the echoes of her blood begin to stir. Relics of her past rise from the shadows, not only to whisper of who she was... but of what she’s becoming. What she doesn't know is that The mysterious CEO , too, carries a past soaked in secrets—one that binds him to her fate more tightly than either of them could have imagined. As forgotten powers awaken and ancient truths claw their way back into the light, the two must face a destiny drenched in betrayal, bloodlines, and a love that might break the world—or save it. This is not just a journey of discovery. This is a reckoning. And it begins with the remnants of alpha’s blood.

I existed in monochrome. Then she walked in and set my world on fire. Now her name beats in my chest like a second pulse. And I won't stop until she's just as addicted to me.

"Say it," Tenz growled, yanking her hips against the hood of his blacked-out car, his hand wrapped around her throat like a necklace made of danger. Kyoline's breath shuddered as his mouth traced her jaw, his fingers sliding under the hem of her leather skirt, teasing, threatening. "Say you're mine, or I'll make you say it with your teeth clenched and your legs shaking," he hissed, dragging his tongue along her collarbone. She smirked through the haze of lust and war. "I'm not yours, Tenz... I'm just letting you play with me until someone better comes to steal me." "Someone like who?" he spat. A cold voice answered from behind the shadows. "Like me," Isaac said. And just like that... the chaos began. --- Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. A mafia princess with ash in her veins and a Glock in her purse. Her childhood ended the day her father-a respected Made Man-was assassinated. Left for dead, she crawled from the ruins with nothing but vengeance and two younger siblings she'd kill for. Now eighteen and jaded, Kyoline bartends for mob rats by night, runs guns for a price, and slays in gold heels by morning. Love? It's not on the agenda. Survival is. Enter Tenz Jersey-her inked-up, lie-laced mafia beau. The man who f*cks like a god and lies like a sermon. He gives her fire, chaos, and a reason to breathe. He also gives her bruises she wears like medals and promises that vanish like smoke. She tells herself he's enough. Until Isaac. Cold. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that feels like a bullet wound. He shoves her into an unmarked SUV, claims he's NYPD, feeds her lies and cannoli-then laughs while she figures out he's actually the most lethal hitman.....

I was Lonnie Vaughn's fiancée, yet he treated me with disdain, looking at me as though I was nothing more than a bothersome obligation. To outsiders, I was just a caged songbird he kept for amusement—disposable when he tired of me. I refused to believe it. In my eyes, Lonnie loved me, too; he was just terrible at expressing it. But that illusion shattered when I became the victim of face-swapping. When those filthy videos were played in front of Lonnie, he refused to listen to my desperate explanations. When I was kidnapped, he refused to pay the ransom. All because his maid sneered, "Olivia's tainted. She needs to be taught a lesson." Lonnie responded, "I never want to see you again in this lifetime." Those words fueled the captors' cruelty. For three months, they tortured me. By the end, I truly was tainted, and my love for Lonnie was buried beneath layers of ash and despair. Then Lonnie appeared before me while sobbing in regret, begging me to love him again.