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"Death was supposed to be the end, but the Moon Goddess had other plans. Now I'm back, no longer the naive omega who let herself be deceived. This time, I'm a strong wolf, and my mate? the alpha king

I sold my body to a Werewolf King to save my sister's life. The contract was simple: I become the silent, obedient wife of Kaelen, the most ruthless Alpha in the city, for five years. In return, he pays for the cure that will save her. He is a monster of ice and power, a king who rules from a skyscraper throne. I am just a human, a pawn in a game I don't understand. He thinks he owns me. He lays down the rules with a voice like frozen steel: Don't touch me. Don't ask questions. And never, ever look me in the eye. But the first time his skin brushes mine, a searing energy erupts between us. His cold control shatters, and for a single, terrifying second, his eyes flash with feral gold. He shoves me away like I’ve burned him, his snarl echoing through our gilded cage, "Get out!" Now, I'm trapped in his world of deadly pack politics and ancient magic. He's cruel, distant, and yet his gaze follows my every move, burning with a possessive fire that contradicts every word he says. I’ve just discovered the dangerous truth he’s been hiding: I am not just his purchased bride. I am his fated mate. And the powerful enemy hunting us has just found out that the key to destroying the Werewolf King… is me.

Lilah Winters has been on the run for the last seven years. Moving from pack to pack, and hotel to hotel. Lilah’s mother had been trying her hardest to keep her only child safe. Using any method she could to stay one step ahead of the man from her daughter's nightmares. Just days before her eighteenth, Lilah and her mother are in a car accident, throwing Lilah directly into the path of the very man she was trying to escape. Injured and barely conscious, Lilah has no choice but to accept his help. But that doesn’t mean that she is going to make it easy for him.

She went undercover to destroy him… and now she has to seduce him so he will let his guard down. Detective Natalia morozova's mission was simple it was to get close to Mikhail Volkov, the Bratva's pakhan and gather some information to use against him but after saving his life, she wakes up in his bed… and unknowingly signs a marriage contract to him. And now she has to play the perfect wife smiling sweetly, touching him softly while plotting his downfall, but every possessive grip on her body, makes it harder to remember which of them is really in control, and what her mission really is. In this game of seduction and lies one of them has to surrender.. and it might not be him.

In a world masked with supernatural creatures, alliances and loyalties are tested when a young girl finds out that the ruthless Lycan king she is being forced to marry turns out to be her mate. But the imbroglio worsened when she found out that the very man she now considered a mate and a husband, had butchered her entire family years ago, and is responsible for her years of slavery. She fled, but fell into the hands of another man whom everyone thought had died years ago, and who stood a chance of being her second love. But when rumor has it that she is pregnant with some twins, the ruthless Lycan king would leave no stone unturned to have her back. Would she stand with the man who is next in line to become the alpha of the very park she had served years ago, or forgive the Lycan king for the misery he had put her through.

"Do you really think someone like you is worthy of love?" he whispered in Eleanor's ear, making her body shudder in fear. "I... I don't know," she stuttered, her voice trembling, eyes fixed on the ground to avoid his piercing gaze. "I would never love a weak wolf like you, an aberration," he spat with disdain, his words filled with anger. "You shame our kind, Eleanor!" She slowly lifted her eyes to meet his intense gaze. "Do you hate me for this?" she asked, her voice faltering. "Hate?" He tilted his head, a cruel smile forming on his lower lip. "Hate is too soft a word. I feel repulsion towards you, disgust at being tied to such an insignificant being." Eleanor fought back tears as she heard his next words. "I, Asher Bennett, future Alpha of the Bloody Moon Pack, reject Eleanor Parker as my mate!" he growled angrily, turning away with contempt. "Never dare to say you're my mate again, You have a choice, Eleanor. You can bow down and accept your miserable fate... or you can fight, like the fool you are, thinking you have any chance." "A miserable fate for a wretched girl, what more could Eleanor Parker expect? After being brutally rejected by her mate and betrayed by her stepsister, sold like an animal by those who wished her dead, she rises from the ashes beside the great and supreme Alpha King Lynca, the cruelest of all werewolves capable of killing anyone who dares to disobey him. "I thought I signed my death sentence with the bloodthirsty Alpha King, responsible for hundreds of deaths. Yet, he became my rebirth, making me feel alive. Love drew me toward the abyss between us, where I could easily lose myself." Eleanor sighed, meeting his mesmerizing arctic blue eyes.

"Don't KILL me! I'm pregnant! I'm carrying your baby!" I cried, begging my husband, Alpha Daniel, in the hope of evoking his mercy. A year ago, I, Cynthia, rejected my true mate, the Lycan King, and chose to marry my true love, the rogue Daniel, not thinking I would end up in such a miserable situation. "Kill her NOW! " growled Jenny, my adopted Omega sister. What happened next looks pretty absurd, but it's true. Daniel killed me, but I was reborn and turned back to a year ago when I was not yet married to Daniel. The Moon Goddess gave me a chance to start over to change the miserable fate of my previous life. At this time, Jenny was still a well-disguised bitch. "Fxck off! Get away from me!"I slapped Jenny in disgust. In this life, I'll kick all the bastards out of my pack! I will marry the Lycan king and become the most dazzling Queen. But what if the king wants to reject me as revenge? ----- "If I become your husband, I won't be satisfied with just one kiss. " The Lycan King said in a low voice. "I see. "I unbuttoned my chest as The Lycan King watched. My white breasts gradually revealed. They were full and rounded, of the purest color and sexiest allure. I blocked my two rosebud-like nipples with my arm. "Put your arm down. " The Lycan King ordered. I hesitated, then covered his hand on my breast. The Lycan King's hand subconsciously closed, and I couldn't help but groan. "Please enjoy my body, your majesty. " ***** New book -- 9 Mates!Possess Their Mute Slave

She was a slave that everyone hated. Amber had spent most of her life serving in the Moonstone pack, scorned and despised by everyone. No one knew where she came from or why she remained in the pack—no one but Alpha Derrick, who was determined to keep her close and under his control at all costs. Amber was convinced she was nothing special, since she was yet to gain her wolf at twenty-four—an anomaly that only deepened the ridicule she faced—until the most feared and powerful Lycan King took notice of her shallow existence, and her world is turned upside down, forcing her to confront her past and ask questions whose answers she was not prepared for: why was the Lycan King so invested in her? What was Alpha Derrick hiding about her past, and where the hell was her wolf?

The first time my childhood friend Nathan Sinclair awakened as a werewolf, our friends called me over to help him through his heat. But Nathan shook his head. "I really don't want her to get this so easily. Werewolf love is loyal above all, and the first person I mark becomes my only mate for life. When Bella shows up, I won't give in even if she begs to help me." He waited and waited, but I never came. Nathan didn't know that his brother's bodyguard, Liam Smith, had already flooded my phone with messages. "Ms. York, Mr. Theodore has already claimed you as his mate. Please, can you come and give him a kiss?" It turned out that I had fallen while skiing and died five years ago. His brother, Theodore Sinclair, marked me and gave me half of his lifespan, pulling me back from the jaws of death. That night, I wrapped my arms around Theodore's neck and teased him, "Theo, stop holding back. Tell me, how many years have you secretly been in love with me?"

Sera I escaped a life plagued with death and destruction years ago. But it's come back to haunt me. Killian Ricci is no ordinary crime boss. He's the grim reaper. I belong to him. I don't know why he's keeping me locked up. All I know is he holds my life in his hands. And in the mafia world, his hands are bloody. They don't call him the Hand of Death for no reason. If I want to survive I have one option. Submit. Killian Mano Della Morte. That's what they call me. The Hand of Death.