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Twelve years ago, Detective Myra Black lost her brother to a murder the police never solved. Now, she wears the badge — not for justice, but for vengeance. When a high-profile case lands her face-to-face with Raffaele Moretti, a cold, calculating Mafia boss with secrets buried deeper than graves, everything she's built starts to unravel. He’s dangerous, untouchable, and frustratingly calm... and worst of all, he might be the key to her brother’s death. But the more Myra digs, the more the truth turns to smoke. And the more Raffaele protects her — with his dark past and darker loyalty — the more she questions whether she’s hunting a killer… or falling for one. In a city where truth is currency and lies are survival, can a woman sworn to the law trust the heart of a man who lives in the shadows?

A girl who does not like to get married and have children. After many ups and downs in her life. She believes in that decision even more. She thought that, after saving enough money for her parents to retire, she would start the life of a nun, a hermit. Living the days of adventure, freedom, leisure, not bothering mundane life outside. Who knows, life is not a dream. The last step she tripped again. Having sex with a strange man she doensn’t know. Even worse, she becomes pregnant for the first time. All plans were ruined in an instant. A man from small to adult lives according to the arrangement and requirements of his parents. Always stay within the framework. Before the wedding day, the miserable guy wanted to let go of himself, get rid of the cliché, and protest once to let him know how he felt. Where will this unwanted encounter take our two characters?

BLURB In a desperate attempt to break the curse of mate-less wolves, Lorenzo Mano strikes a dangerous bargain with the moon goddess. But a single misstep in his request dooms his three sons to a shared, fated mate, one they can’t resist but were never prepared to claim. She’s the daughter of their sworn enemy, a woman caught between the primal pull of her wolves and the impossible situation they all face. As tensions rise and secrets unravel, their fiery connection sparks chaos, passion, and unexpected alliances. Three strong-willed brothers. One irresistible mate. And a curse that could destroy them all. The moon goddess blessed them with a beautiful mate, but while they continued with their existing struggles, an undeniable pull led them to explore the fiery, human gift she had bestowed. As their bond grows, they begin to unravel the secrets behind their fateful and dangerous encounter, an encounter that might either heal their fractured world or doom them forever. Will they find out the truth behind their irresistible pull towards Camilla? Will they eventually break the curse and the calamity that had befell them. Find out more in this intoxicating Reverse Harem book.

Isaiah is the only one of his five siblings that hasn't met his mate yet. He turns two women into werewolves at their request as they are tired of living as humans and want to be part of a community and Blackstone is everything they are looking for. After Isaiah turns the women, he goes back to check on them and his wolf scents his mate. But neither women are there now because they go to tie up loose ends in the human world. Kaia turned into a wolf by Isaiah because she was tired of living like a human with a father who only cares about strong connections. Her marriage was part of an alliance but her husband is a total jerk who cheats on her with many different women. When she finds out, she immediately files for divorce. This story is going to have a lot of ups and downs and will be part of the overall story for the series. This is book 3 of the 'His' Series. The first book is His Plump Mate and the second book is His Deadly Mate.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Being the third party in a relationship cuts deeper than any blade ever could. I watch him glorify her, obsess over her, pour every ounce of his devotion into someone who will never be his wife. The bitter irony tastes like poison on my tongue. I deserve that consuming passion, that unwavering dedication. After all, I'm the one who wears his ring, bears his name, shares his bed. Yet when he looks at me, there's nothing. Just cold, empty indifference. "You are nobody to me." His words echo through my memory like a death knell. "It's impossible for me to care about you. The only person I want isn't here because of you." The marriage was nothing more than a business transaction. I realized this truth far too late.

"Dont- DON'T TOUCH ME!" His frantic voice rang out through the store. Why now? Why did his heat have to come NOW?! Rayan Neel is a mistake of nature, a male omega. Omegas make up less than 5% of the world's population, and only about 1% of them are born male. Omegas in general are looked down upon as the lowest social class, and have only recently, as far as political timelines go, been given rights as citizens. The collar he wears both labels him and keeps him safe, but it doesn't make life easier. He doesn't need any help. He's perfectly capable of supporting himself, in spite of what he is. Sure, there's not much room for luxuries, but it's an okay life. No time for romance. Well, maybe just a little...

Conan Hamilton's true love secretly wears my wedding gown. She's pregnant, and she slips and falls when we argue. After being taken to the hospital, she's told that she'll never have another child. Conan is furious. He banishes me abroad to be a nun. A year later, he comes to the nunnery to take me home. However, all he finds is that I've long since broken free. I even have a child in my arms. His eyes are red as he snarls, "Are you trying to use the child to force me to marry you? Or do you just want to mock Queenie for not being able to bear children anymore?" He has no idea that the child isn't his. He also doesn't know that I'm about to marry someone else.

Dionysus finds sanctuary in the human realm, stowing away from the heavenly gates of Olympus. He wears the scars of defeat, melancholy, and betrayal in his heart the moment he set foot on earth, vowing never to return until he has regained his pride and honor. However, at love's playful coincidences, The wine god alias Kim Yeojoon, secret CEO of Victoire Wine Company, dreams of an unfamiliar face that had not only awakened his cold heart, but has left him chasing for more answers. With a few pulls of power in his midst, he finally was able to put a name to that face. Behind that otherworldly beauty is Charon, a famous model under the name Han Sejin, the ferryman of Styx that guides the souls of the dead to the afterlife. Will the stirring of his heart's desire be a sign of a new beginning? or will it be the cause of his misery, with an unknowable prophecy looming over him?

"Who are you?" My fated mate held a silver blade to my throat, looking at me with the eyes of a stranger. Four years ago, a witch erased me from Alpha Nash’s mind and rewrote his reality. To him, I am dead, and another woman wears the Luna crown. I returned to the pack not to reclaim my title, but to save my son. Nash sees me as a filthy rogue. He tortures me. He scorns me. He has no idea that the secret I’m hiding in the shadows is his own flesh and blood—a son with magic powerful enough to bring the world to its knees. The curse breaks with a single touch. But with a dark witch hunting my child for a deadly ritual, and Nash’s memories buried under a mountain of hate, time is running out. If he doesn't remember me soon, he will be the one to kill us both.

My husband drives me out so I can meet my best friend for an afternoon tea session. That's when I discover a used condom and a stray earring wedged between the door and the front passenger seat. I'm distraught as I head to the restaurant. My best friend hugs me warmly, but the lone earring she wears pierces my heart. I don't expose them for their betrayal. Instead, I fall into bed with my husband's best friend that very night. Later, James Fullman roars and asks why I've done this to him. I smile faintly and lean into the embrace of the man beside me. "You're not the only one who can get hot and heavy in the front passenger seat, you know."