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“You’re willing to forsake us all because of a worthless human? Do you not remember what they did to us? To your family? To your heart?” He tells Alpha Jaden. “I’m not forsaking anybody, I’m being exiled, why can’t you understand?!” Alpha Jaden’s eyes take on a deeper shade that looks as he yells. He gives an ear-shattering howl that is loud enough to be heard miles away, causing panic to rise in the human territory. “That’s not just a werewolf, that’s an alpha...a very angry Alpha.” The leader of the human territory says, with fear dancing in his eyes. ................ Jaden West is an alpha werewolf that all the female werewolves would die to mate with, he is loved and respected by his pack, but everything changes when an innocent human girl stumbles her way into werewolf territory; years of trauma from a war between humans and werewolves trigger the werewolves into giving their leader an ultimatum, skin the girl alive or be exiled; Jaden chooses the latter and he is shunned from werewolf territory because of his compassion, unless he brings back the head of a human child; but after he is exiled, a rogue werewolf arises and takes his place, his pack and so many other wolves are now enslaved by this new alpha and the only one strong enough to set them free is the one they exiled.

My adopted sister, an Omega who has always seemed delicate, harmless, and wolf-less, vanishes the night before full moon. Everyone, including my parents and my mate—the Alpha who's supposed to protect me—blames me for driving her away. They drag me to the Memory Offering altar, bind my wolf in silver chains, and demand the truth from my memories. Little do they know that my body has been laced with 99 silver needles, buried deep under my skin, each one driven in by the hand of the innocent girl they adore the most. The silverbane has seeped through my blood, eating away at my bones and my wolf spirit. I don't have long. So, I seize control. I invoke the oldest rite in the pack, the Memory Offering, to let them see the truth with their own eyes. For three years, I've been the one who was framed, humiliated, and tortured. Meanwhile, my so-called gentle sister is the real monster behind it all. By the time the truth is revealed, the silverbane has devoured my soul. Bathed in the blinding white light of the rite, I die on that cold, stone altar, with a pain that cuts to the bone and a peace that feels almost like freedom.

Book One in De Niro Series but can be read as standalone. After being thrown into a hell by her family where vultures in men's skin were waiting for her to reach at a ripe age, Destiny Carter somehow escaped the hell she had been living for over a decade only to be chased and recaptured by those monsters but her destiny was with her in the night when she was saved by Him. Her knight in shining armour: Stefano De Niro,whom the whole country feared. He is ruthless, cruel and human form of Satan as his prey describes him.He is known to leave people in fear by only giving a look upon them and when his eyes landed on the most innocent and pure soul lying unconscious in his arms,he knew that he was never going to let her go. What happens when she find herself in his empire? All about him screams danger to her, then how she is ever going to let him come near her and show her the side of him that no one has ever see? Stefano,the mafia heir to the De Niro clan, wants a scared and hopeless yet full of light Destiny Carter all for himself as after years she awakened his hibernated heart that started beating...for her!

Destiny is something written in books, a fictitious fantasy. I’ve always believed that what we do today is one step towards our future. We make our own choice, and we decide on who we will be until I met him—Elijah Valentin. He made me question what I know and what I feel. Just his mere presence messed with my head in more ways than one. The push and pull of emotions, the exhilarating feeling every time we crossed paths, and the gut-wrenching agony in my chest when I saw him with someone else. For the first time in my life, I hoped that the fictitious fantasy was real, that he was my destiny. He stirred my life in beautiful chaos, knocked down the ten-foot wall I built around my heart with just the flick of his fingers. But he also showed me how painful it is to want something that I could never have—him. ~~ "You are bound to me, Rory,” he said, eyes glowing like the silver moon above us. His touch flickered fire under my skin, a frizzling electric shock that stirred the desire inside me. “You are my salvation, but I am the hellfire that will burn your life to ashes.” [Mature Content]

I misbehaved. My knees ached from being planted on the aggressively cold floor for so long, but I would take the pain for as long as possible, if it meant gaining the Devil's forgiveness. I whimpered helplessly as the beast of a man pierced me with his cold eyes, ever so subtly patting his strong thigh twice. "D-daddy please-" My pleas were unfinished and went unheard as he continued to pick up the black paddle from his desk and roll up his sleeves. "Don't waste my time, angel." He muttered gruffly, the depth of his well matured voice making every fibre of my being to tremble. "Bend over daddy's lap and receive your punishment, princess." "Y-yes daddy." For her he'd slaughter a nation and drag many to Hell. The Devil has had his eyes on Vanessa since he met the innocent, untainted angel. His Angel. He'd do anything to keep her, to feel her impeccable skin under his impure fingertips, to kiss and stain the luscious lips of an angel with sin and to ruin her innocence and carve his name into her soul. And she's not just about to resist him. When an innocent, naive, little angel mingles with the step-father from Hell.

"Whose child is this?" His voice was cold and icy, blood shot eyes drilling holes in her watery ones. Scared, she cowered back only for her back to met the wall. A sob of pure horror left her parched throat, her hands lifting up to shield her already bruised face. "I asked," He stepped dangerously closer to her, his hot breath fanning the back of her hands. His sandalwood scent which used to calm her nerves in past, today did nothing other than heightening her fear. "Whose." His rough hands yanked her soft ones from her face, before clasping her jaw tightly, his fingers digging in her bruised skin making her wince. "Child" He whispered deadly, leaning down till his stern lips were brushing over her quivering ones. Tears after tears dripped down her cheeks. "Is in your stomach?" His already tight hold had tightened in bruising manner, making her flinch hard. Her head began to spin in fright, darkness invading her vision. Her heart pleading for some miracle. That wasn't the first question, her husband was supposed to ask her on her wedding night.

MATURE CONTENT!!! “You tricked me into putting a pup in you?” His voice was a low snarl, his thrust brutal enough to steal my air. “Then take it whore. Take all of it.” “Yes… oh, fuckk… yes!” I clawed at him my nails raking skin and my voice breaking on a moan I couldn’t bite back. *** Arielle has one dream in her life and that is to become a respected medical doctor in a pack that despises her. Branded the Bastard, blamed for every misfortune and rejected by the Alpha’s son as his mate, she’s cast out with nothing. But Arielle has a secret. By day, she’s the quiet girl studying her way out of hell. By night, she’s a high-priced masked stripper in the notorious Black Kayne Pack. And the night she’s rejected is the same night the Alpha himself requests her. Her ex mate’s father. One night changes everything. One mistake or maybe not a mistake at all. Now she carries his child and though he agrees to keep her until she gives birth, he swears to make her pay for crossing him. But neither of them expected the pull that was darker, deeper and more dangerous than any mating bond that refuses to let them go.

"Do I feel like I need someone to warm me up?" He asked in a low voice. He had sat up, and suddenly, they were very, very close. "No," I whispered, staring at my hand that stubbornly attached itself to his chest. I had spent hours touching him, trying to find the worst injuries and treating them. But being face to face, where I could count each individual lash on his eyes, felt kind of intimate. I could feel the steady rhythm of his heart if I concentrated hard enough. Without thinking, I stroked his skin softly. He breathed in sharply, and I felt the shudder that ran through him. I felt like I was barely breathing at this point. If I inhale too sharply, something in the air would just snap. "I must admit," He said in a low voice as though it was some kind of confession, "If anyone had ever told me you would be my final undoing, I would never have agreed to allow you become my son's nanny." *** When the ruthless billionaire finds himself falling for the single mother that's supposed to be the nanny of his son, he expects history to repeat itself again. (Possessive, obsessed, nanny, strong female lead, dominating male lead)

Your freedom is not yours to bargain with,” his deep voice growled as he closed the distance between us. My body trembled, helpless against the fear of what awaited me. His fingers traced my check with cruel tenderness, his breath warm against my skin as I leaned in. A shiver ran through me as his lips brushed my neck. "You're mine forever," he whispered. "That's all you shall ever be–a breeder." That one word shattered my world. I never wished this fate, least of all to him, the ruthless Lycan King who sees Omegas as nothing more than his sexual plaything. I wanted him to be my first, though love isn't for someone like me–a discarded Omega with no worth. Rejected by her Alpha mate, who chose her twin sister over her, Morwenna is sold to the Lycan King, Leofric Thaddeus, as his breeder. Heartbroken and filled with anger, she vowed to resist him, yet her body betrayed her, wanting the Lycan King's touch. But when her first mate returned, pleading for her forgiveness, Morwenna faced an impossible choice: the love she once dreamed of or the ruthless Lycan King who now claims her body. Perhaps even her heart.

This Christmas, Elora discovers the one thing more dangerous than the monster in the snow… is the truth buried in her blood. When Elora returns to her family’s remote winter lodge for the holidays, she expects awkward dinners, annoying relatives, and too much peppermint hot chocolate. She doesn’t expect glowing eyes watching her from the forest or a beautiful, terrifying stranger whispering her name through the storm. They call him “The Winter King” a forbidden, ancient being who chooses one mortal bride every generation. A bride he marks.A bride he claims. A bride he hunts. And this year, he chooses her. As secrets erupt, doors splinter, and frost creeps beneath her skin, Elora is forced into a deadly game of desire and survival. Her uncle reveals the truth: their bloodline has been hiding from the Winter King for centuries and LIORA was never supposed to exist long enough for him to find. But he has found her and he will never stop.Because the moment he spoke her true name,she became his. Now, trapped between a family that lied to protect her and a dark, magnetic creature determined to claim her soul, Liora must decide,it's either she Runs,Fight,or surrender to the forbidden bond pulling her toward him… even as the snow outside turns red.