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“Tell me you don’t feel this,” he said softly, his mouth brushing the curve of her ear. Heidi’s breath caught, but her voice stayed steady. “I feel it.” “Then why do you keep fighting me?” “Because I won’t kneel just because my body reacts to you.” His fingers slid from her wrist to her waist, slow and deliberate. “It’s not just your body.” Her pulse jumped when his thumb traced the bare skin where her bracelet used to rest. “Careful, Alpha.” His gaze darkened. “You’re the one who should be careful, Luna.” On her nineteenth birthday, Heidi Artemis stands before her pack prepared for rejection, not desire. Unable to shift and treated like a servant her entire life, she watches her fated mate claim another woman without shedding a single tear. She refuses to beg. Then Kurt Fenris returns from the grave and rips the pack’s future apart. Ruthless and commanding, Kurt takes the Alpha title by force and reduces his enemies to nothing. Heidi is the only one who dares to challenge him, and the tension between them is immediate and electric. When her jade bracelet shatters beneath his grip, their mate bond ignites, fierce and undeniable. He claims her as Luna before the entire pack. Inside the Alpha estate, their connection deepens with every heated argument and every lingering touch. As Heidi cares for his wounded son and confronts those who abused her, ancient magic awakens in her blood. Powerful enemies close in, hunting the divine force stirring inside her. War spreads across territories, vampires rise from the shadows, and a monster plots to claim her heart. They once called her weak. Now the world will learn what happens when a celestial Luna rises.

BLURB They sold me for five million dollars but two wolves paid ten million, and now I belong to both of them for six months. My name is Beatrice, three days ago my mate sold me at auction to pay gambling debts he created while I secretly ran our pack and kept us from collapsing. He called me defective because I couldn’t give him children. That was his lie to hide his own failures and I let him spread it because the truth would make me a target for something worse than a bad marriage. Now I stand in a billionaire's penthouse owned by Vincent who bought me for revenge and Christopher who bought me because we were friends when we were children before I disappeared to escape a fate I would rather die than accept. Vincent treats me like a fascinating problem to solve and Christopher treats me like fragile glass that might shatter and neither one understands that I already broke years ago and put myself back together. Six months with two wolves who both want to own me in different ways, six months to plan what happens when the contract ends, six months to remember that before I was property I was a person who survived impossible things and I can survive this too. But somewhere between business dinners where Vincent watches me like I might be worth more than he paid and late nights where Christopher reminds me what it felt like to be seen as human, something dangerous is happening. I am starting to want things beyond survival and wanting things means having things to lose. They think they bought a broken Luna who will be grateful for rescue. They are about learning that surviving taught me to be something more dangerous than broken.

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS RAW MATURE CONTENT. I watched him kill three men without breaking a sweat. Now I'm trapped on an island with him. My crime? Walking two blocks alone in New York City. My punishment? Zade Konstantin—a killer with silver eyes who looks at me like I'm both precious and prey. My father's enemies want me. Not dead. Alive. To torture, break, and send back in pieces. I've seen the photographs of what they do to mafia daughters. The images haunt my nightmares. So now I'm hidden away on a Greek island with the most dangerous man I've ever met. He's supposed to protect me. Keep me safe. Maintain professional distance. Except the way he watches me isn't professional. The way his hands shake when he touches me during training? That's not distant. The way he groans my name through the bathroom door when he thinks I can't hear? That's definitely not just a job. I should hate him. He stalked me for weeks. Put a bag over my head. Drugged me. Made every decision about my life without asking. What starts as hate becomes hunger. Forbidden touches in the moonlight. His mouth on my skin. My body surrendering to desires I didn't know I had. He's teaching me that good girls can want dark things. That cages lined with passion are still cages. That falling for your captor might be the most dangerous game of all. Until I realize the man inside me, the man I'm falling for, has been my betrayal from the very beginning. Some men protect you. Some men destroy you. Zade Konstantin does both.

Jarek’s hand slides over my ass like a challenge, slow and deliberate, like he wants me to feel exactly where he thinks I belong. I don’t hesitate. My palm cracks across his face—sharp, loud, final. “Careful,” he says quietly, fingers digging into my hip instead of letting go. “You keep hitting men like that, someone’s going to hit back.” I tilt my chin up. “Try it.” ⸻ My parents owed Luke Jones money. I paid the debt with my body, my name, and a marriage I never agreed to. On paper, Luke is my husband. President of the Vipers MC. Untouchable. Behind closed doors, he’s a man who can’t keep an erection and punishes me for it—with fists, words, and silence. The only man that ever gave a shit a bout me was my brother, Steve. Luke’s best friend. His VP. Now Steve is dead. And Luke has finally stopped pretending. He moves Steve’s old lady into the clubhouse. Watches her. Wants her. Just like he always has. I secretly divorce him, disappear to the next town over. And I walk straight into the territory of a rival MC. Its president, Jarek Solen, notices me immediately. He’s dangerous. Controlled. Watching. The kind of man who doesn’t beg, doesn’t threaten—and doesn’t take no lightly. I refuse him anyway. Instead, I prospect his club. Earn my place the hard way. I don’t want another man. But Jarek Solen doesn’t see me as broken goods or borrowed property. He sees me as his. And when Luke realizes his wife is gone and his control is slipping—Jarek won’t hand me back. He’ll start a war. Because the Biker King doesn’t steal women. He claims what chooses him.

Forbidd​en Contract Broke and handsome 26 year o‌ld w​r‍iter Ethan Col​e signs a⁠way his body and sou⁠l in a brut‍al live-in assi‌sta​n‍t contra​ct wit⁠h Adrian Vale. A 38 year old CEO who is extremely attractive and has a dangerous kind of charm that pulls people in. No emotions, no desire, total obedience. ⁠One to‌uch a⁠nd the contract is dest‍royed. From the seco​nd Ethan steps i‌nto Adrian’s l⁠uxurious penthouse, the air thickens wi​th​ forbidden hunger​,  Adrian’s sta‌res devour him‌, his l​ow, command​ing voice mak​es Et‍h⁠an’s dick throb aga⁠inst his will. Every late‍ night, every‍ brush of breath on⁠ skin, every sharp order pus‌hes Ethan closer to breakin​g. Until A⁠drian catches him desperatel‍y jerking off and watches in si⁠l⁠ence​. Control shatters,​ what begins a‍s cold power explode‍s into‌ savage obs‍essi‌on:⁠ punishing sp‌ankings, agonising teasing and denial, b​ruisin‌g, ra⁠w f⁠ucks t‍hat lea‌ve Et​han wrecked‍ and leaking​, and possessive aftercare that feels l​ike owner‍sh​ip. Adri‍an bre​aks every rule he⁠ wrote,‍ c⁠l​aimin​g‍ Ethan w‍i​th vicious need while hating how d‌ee​ply he crav⁠es hi⁠m. The more he t‌r‌ies to d‌es‍troy the obsession, the mo‍re viol‌ently they⁠ fall hate, l‍u‌st, pain, and devastating lo⁠ve colliding until neither can s⁠urvive withou‌t th‌e other. ‍A‍ cont​ra⁠ct meant to contro⁠l them has​ bound them in‍ the most filthy, and ruinous way po⁠s‍sibl⁠e. Dar⁠k. Filthy.‌ Ad​dictive. Ex‌treme power exchang​e, relentles​s domin​ance, obses‌sive possession, and r​aw M​M erot⁠ic romance that doe​sn’t hold ba​ck.

When I was 18 years old, Luigi Conti, the craziest heir of the Conti family, pulled out a gun at an auction and executed the Don of the Serra family. That man happened to be my foster father, also the one who had me auctioned away as though I were a slave. When he was being dragged toward the armored car by the military police, he kept laughing like mad despite having blood streaking down his face. "Why must I atone for my sins? Since God refuses to save you, let me be your savior! From now on, no one in Sandalay has the guts to clip your wings anymore, my darling Isabella!" Seven years later, Luigi gets released from prison. He looks at me as I wash dishes for a living in the slums before snuffing out the cigar trapped between his fingers. That night, Luigi returns to his family and steals the position of the Don. After we get married, I'm the only person who has the highest access over the vaults under the Conti family. Luigi even forcibly expands the ring that signifies ultimate authority—which has been passed down from generation to generation for a century—and slides it onto my ring finger. He buys half of Sandalay's estates just so he can fill the vineyards with the white grapes I've mentioned in passing. He tells me that his turf is called Isabella. But everything changes when I discover a photo album stashed in a hidden compartment in Luigi's study. All 2,000 photos feature a young woman in a white dress who is reading in the library. That is the female assassin he's planning on training. The woman looks very pure and innocent. She's most suited to conquer certain bigwigs' hearts. But now, it seems that Luigi's the one being conquered by her. When Luigi finds out about my discovery, he throws the photo album into the fireplace and watches it burn in the fire with a stony expression. "I'm just repackaging her so that she can aid me in money laundering. Just pretend you never saw the photo album." I push the signed divorce agreement over to Luigi. "I said, sign the agreement." Frustrated, Luigi pins the divorce agreement on the table with a knife, his expression insanely dark. "Isabella Serra, have you forgotten about the Conti family's rules? There's no such thing as divorce. We can only be widowed."

The results of the arts entrance exam have been released. All seven colleges that my best friend, Nicole Porter, applied to have rejected her. If she wants to get into college, she'll have to work hard on her general admission exams. So, I seek out my boyfriend, Preston Nolin, who's the top of our year, and ask him to tutor Nicole. However, Preston, who has always been mild-tempered, seems extremely reluctant to do so. "Fi, you've helped Nicole out far too many times over the past few years. When she couldn't pay her school fees, you were the one who paid them for her using the prize money you won from the competitions. "When Nicole's sexist parents caused a ruckus at school, you were the one who called the police on them. But because of that, her family got their revenge on you and almost left you blind in your left eye. "Now, Nicole can't even get into any of the seven colleges she applied to. Since she's not book-smart, she should just drop out of high school and find a job. This outcome is the best for everyone involved." Preston and I have been in a relationship for three years. Yet, this is my first time getting mad at him. "Nikki is my best friend as well as the most important person in my life! You're not allowed to badmouth her like this! Since you don't want to help her at all, then we might as well break up!" In order to avoid breaking up with me, Preston has no choice but to comply. Later on, Nicole's grades keep improving by leaps and bounds. I've also worked hard in my studies, resulting in me getting pretty decent grades in my College Entrance Examination. In fact, I've hit the threshold where I can attend one of the most prestigious colleges in the state with Preston. But when there's barely a minute left before the deadline is up, Nicole changes my dream college to the top college in the country, one that I'm definitely not qualified for. As for Preston, he just watches Nicole tamper with my application without showing any intention of stopping her.