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On the night she was meant to marry and fulfill her duty as a princess of the Crimson Moon Pack, Selene watches her destiny turn to ashes. The ceremony is invaded by Anton, the Supreme Alpha of the North, the feared Black Wolf,who destroys everything in blood and fire. To keep his throne, her own father sells her and her sister into slavery. Dragged in chains to the Iron Fortress, Selene discovers that her worst enemy is also the man chosen for her by the moon: her fated mate. Anton doesn’t believe in the sacred bond, but the moment he scents her, he vows to claim her, body and soul, even if he has to break her completely to do it. Between punishments, humiliation, and a cruel rivalry with Saphira, the official Luna, Selene fights the forbidden desire that grows for her captor. He is brutal, dangerous, incapable of love. But he’s also the only one who can protect her from a fate even worse. Torn between resistance and revenge, or surrendering to the scorching passion that blooms even in hell, Selene must choose: run from the darkness… or become its queen. An intense and sensual dark wolf romance, perfect for fans of possessiveness, fated mates, and forbidden love.

At the engagement party, the champagne tower is only half-built when Marcus Harrison answers a phone call. He glances at me and says, "I have to go. Lily collapsed at the airport." I say, "If you leave, we're done." He leaves anyway, in front of 200 guests. He carries Lily Bardot in his arms, wearing the coat I gave him, as he drives away in my car. The next day, he sends me an email that reads, "Lily will be moving into my apartment. She needs me, and I hope you can understand. Once Lily gets better, we'll get married. Please trust me." I stare at the screen and suddenly laugh. So what he wants isn't someone who loves him. It's someone who needs him. And I'm too independent, so I don't make the cut. That evening, I scroll through my contacts and find a number I've never given a second glance to. It belongs to someone who's been waiting for me for 23 years. I dial it. "Tomorrow night, 7:00 pm. Meet me at the restaurant by the sea."

Ambitious journalist Renee takes on her riskiest assignment yet: going undercover to expose the criminal empire of billionaire mafia boss Luca Delvecchio. Her mission is to seduce him, gather evidence, and bring his world crashing down. But as she gets closer to Luca, the line between deception and desire begins to blur. Now Renee must choose between the story of her career and a man who's as alluring as he is dangerous.

Emily's world comes crashing down when her uncle sells her into an arranged marriage to pay for his debts. Her uncle sends her to the remote mountain estate of Lord Rotterford. Hating her fiancee Emily escapes at the first opportunity. Once she escapes she quickly realizes that she is alone in the wilderness with no idea of where to go. While crossing a river to cover her tracks Emily finds an injured wolf cub locked in a cage. Freeing the wolf cub and helping him leads her to meeting her mate the Alpha King and the world of werewolves and hunters.

She was only there to steal and nothing more, who would have thought she'd cross path with not just one but three Alphas who hated the very sight of her and wanted nothing but her head? Alpha's who wanted her dead... ... “You shouldn't have come back little mate.” he spat in disgust. His hand around her neck tightened more to the point where her breath began coming in short pants. Damn it! He was going to kill her! She panicked. “You have laid your terms. Now it's time for you to hear mine,” he growled throwing her to the ground as he walked out of the cell. “Bring her out!”

What happens when a billionaire meets a crazy girl? Azra isn't just a crazy girl, she's a biker bitch. Being raised with males, she adapted to their lifestyle... On a good day, She ran into trouble with another biker clan, a group of bad guys who wanted to vent their anger on her, but in her haste to escape, she saw a flashy car parked by the side of the road. She didn't think, she dragged the driver out, got into the car, and drove away. Good thing she's also good with cars. However, her relief was short-lived, she suddenly heard a cold voice from behind her. "Who the f*ck are you?" The car screeched to a halt. Her eyes widened, she turned immediately"You!" * * Meet Kian, A billionaire flirt. He returned from the state only to discover that his father found a bride for him. A girl he's never seen nor met. He doesn't know if she's pretty or not. What happens when he realizes that it's the same biker girl that challenged him? The girl who he's trying to resist...

At twenty-eight, I held the dubious honor of being the last unmarried socialite on New York's Upper East Side. Everyone around me was growing increasingly anxious about my single status. In my previous life, my mother arranged a matchmaking cocktail party, where I was told to choose a husband from ten handpicked elite bachelors. I bribed the event planner to place Mark West's profile at the very top—and as I had hoped, I chose him. After we married, Mark treated me with what seemed like tender affection. He even bought me an oceanfront villa in the Hamptons, making me believe I had finally found true love. But that illusion shattered the day I was nine months pregnant, just hours away from giving birth. Mark drove a scalpel straight into my abdomen—then, right in front of me, hurled our newborn onto the floor. "If you hadn't forced me into this marriage with your family's power, Sofia wouldn't have been heartbroken enough to go drinking and get drugged and assaulted. This… this is what you owe her!" He tossed the scalpel aside, then calmly let his private doctor pin down my blood-soaked body. I fought through excruciating pain for six agonizing hours, until I finally bled to death. Afterward, Mark dumped my corpse into the Hudson River. But for Sofia, he hosted a grand funeral—funded with my money, under my name—and paraded himself to the world as a grieving, devoted widower. Given a second chance at life, I refused to step foot in that cursed matchmaking event. Instead, I went straight to my mother with a demand: marry me to Robert Black—the most ruthless, cold-blooded titan of Wall Street, whose scarred face was feared by all. In the end, stripped of my financial backing, Mark's hedge fund collapsed. He became a disgraced fraudster, spat on by everyone on Wall Street.

Emma Blanton twists her ankle, and my fiance, Matthew Harrison, insists on becoming her personal chauffeur. When I voice my disapproval, he makes an even more outrageous decision. He moves Emma into my apartment at Bellemont District—the apartment I bought with my own money. He argues like he's the victim, "You're being selfish. She's injured, and living alone is too dangerous for her right now. I'm just being a decent human being. "And that place is sitting empty anyway. Having someone there helps with security." On the morning we were supposed to get our marriage certificate, he doesn't show up. I call, expecting apologies. Instead, I hear, "Emma had a fever this morning—101 Fahrenheit. I had to take her to urgent care. We can postpone getting the marriage certificate. Her health can't wait." To hell with postponing! I grab my phone and call David Rockefeller. "Do you want to marry me? Then get to City Hall. I'm serious—right now."

In a world with no male werewolves we have resorted to leaving our pack for The Pairing, where we pair off with a human male partner to get pregnant and go back to our pack to raise the baby mostly on our own. But how do I leave the man I have fallen in love with and whose child I could be carrying?...

When my stepsister, Kate Lawrence, is poisoned at the full moon ceremony, my father, Jack Blackwood, condemns me at once, convinced that I am the one behind it. He clamps silver chains around me and drags me into the manor's dark underground cell. His eyes burn hatefully as he snarls, "You wretch! How could I have a daughter like you? Rot in here!" I drop to my knees on the cold floor and try to explain, but the sentence he throws over his shoulder as he turns away snuffs out the last of my hope. "Even if she dies in there, no one shall go in! Whoever lets her out will die with her!" The cell severs the mind-link completely, so no one hears me screaming. Seven days later, he finally remembers me, not knowing that I'd already died on the fourth day when the silver burned through to the bone.