How Did Riddick Get His Eyes

Olivia Wade never asked for the bond. A servant. A latent. A girl without a wolf — she knew better than to dream of being Luna. But when Alpha Luther Reed returned from training, fate betrayed her. His storm-dark eyes found hers. His wolf growled mine. For one night, he kissed her, claimed her, whispered promises that set her soul on fire. For one night, she believed she mattered. The next night, beneath the chandeliers and the eyes of the entire pack, he shattered her. Humiliated. Broken. Cast aside. Olivia fled into the forest with nothing but the scraps of her pride. She swore she would never beg again — not for love, not for recognition, not even for her mate. But bonds do not break. And Luther’s wolf refuses to let her go. Torn between the Alpha who destroyed and humiliated her and the destiny she refuses to accept, Olivia must choose: freedom, or a reckoning powerful enough to bring an entire pack to its knees. The Alpha’s regret has only just begun.

On my wedding day, my groom's sister, Nadia Lawson, wears an elaborate ball gown and comes on stage to snatch the emcee's microphone. Before all the guests, she arrogantly says to me, "Can't you see the princess is here? Why didn't you curtsy and greet me? You deserve to be punished! Get on your knees and prostrate yourself before me as an apology!" My expression sours at her insolence. I turn around only to see the indulgent expressions on her parents' faces. The groom, Bowen Lawson, says dotingly, "We spoiled Nad silly since she was a child. You are her sister-in-law now. Don't make things hard for her." I am so mad that I can't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. The clown thinks she's a princess, asking me to kneel before her? Ridiculous.

Don Arturo a.k.a. 'Godfather', the infamous mercenary of all times. Contracted by bosses to eliminate their opponents like chess pieces all over the world. Not until he decided to retire and left a legacy behind to bloom someday when the rightful heir comes to replace him in his throne. However due to corrupted politics, unfairly judgments in the court of law, forgery, and unstoppable horrifying crimes which happened in the society as years passed by, he formed a league in a restricted island and trained children he picked in streets in exchange of becoming a living, killing machine. He taught these children to fight and plan to execute bad people someday.

Four years ago, Dianna Rosa fell in love with a man who promised her the world. Only to find out she was nothing more than his mistress. Heartbroken and betrayed, Dianna walked away from Zane Romano, heir to the powerful Romano Group, without a word. She disappeared, carrying pain, fury… and a secret she swore he’d never know. Now, she’s back. Not as the fragile lover he once knew, but as the lead attorney in a billion-dollar lawsuit against his empire. Their reunion in the courtroom ignites a firestorm of old wounds, sharp words, and dangerous chemistry. Zane is still cold, commanding, and dangerously charming. But Dianna? She’s not the woman he could control anymore. One wants justice. The other still wants her. But when buried secrets rise to the surface, they’ll have to choose....destroy each other, or burn together.

Ivyrose and Christopher's lives changed the night they decided to invite a stranger to their bed. They thought having a threesome with him was what would solve their relationship problems before their marriage. Little did they know, that stranger had plans of his own...

Emre had it all. He was rich, powerful and handsome. He was used to winning, in life and in business. He could get any girl he wanted. Anyone but her. The only regret in his life. Sarah. He’d never forgotten her. Even though she’d crushed him when she’d left, he still wanted her. Now a chance encounter had put them both together on his yacht. She might not want anything to do with him but he wasn’t about to let anything get in his way. Not her resistance. Not the past, not any misunderstandings. Not even her boyfriend. She was his girl, wherever she went, whatever she did. He wasn’t going to rest till he got her back, one way or another.

Ellie struggles to make ends meet while taking care of her ill father. Even with her struggles Ellie always tries to be kind. One day she helps an older gentleman buy coffee after forgetting his wallet. Little does she know that the a simple cup of coffee would change her life. The older man offers Ellie a contract, freeing her from all her financial responsibilities if she marries his grandson, Maxwell. Ellie is hesitant at first, but with her father's declining health, she agrees. With a promise to always be kind, Ellie marries Maxwell, only to discover he was not as willing as she was to get married. Known as for being a playboy, Maxwell struggles after an accident left his scared. His fiance cheated and left him for his best friend. Heartbroken, Max swears to never fall in love again. After another night of partying, Max's dad gives him an ultimatum. Either get married, or be cut off from the family. Begrudgingly, Max agrees. He believes all women are the same, that they want money and once someone better comes along, they will leave. He decides to make his wife miserable so she will leave and he can keep his family's company.

Seraphina Velez's world crumbles the night she discovers her fiancé’s betrayal. Heartbroken and humiliated, she escapes to a quiet bar, vowing to herself: “I will marry the first man I meet. No love, no expectations—just freedom.” Fate, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor. The first man she meets is calm, imposing, and dangerously charming—Alexander Cross, her ex-fiancé’s father. What begins as a scandalous, impulsive marriage of convenience slowly turns into something neither of them anticipated. But Seraphina harbors a secret: she is not just a wounded woman—she is the heiress of a hidden billion-dollar empire, a truth that even Alexander doesn’t know. As betrayal, power, and desire collide, Seraphina must navigate a world where trust is scarce, love is risky, and one misstep could cost everything. In the end, the man she never expected might just be the one she was always meant to have.

Kiara's perfect life shatters when she wakes up in a hotel room, stark naked with two strange men beside her. Before she could even try to understand what had happened to her, she's rejected, disowned, and betrayed in a twinkle of an eye. Left for dead, Kiara must rebuild her life, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. But fate has a funny way of playing games. When their paths cross again six years later, sparks still fly, and secrets unravel. Will either of them succumb to the flames of the past especially with a new thread tying them together?

My son was kidnapped by rogue wolves during training. Ethan used all his connections as Beta to finally locate him in an abandoned hunting lodge. When I burst through the door, Tyler was already lying on the ground. His chest was a bloody mess, his heart ripped out completely. I chased after the rogue wolves like a mad she-wolf, desperate to retrieve his heart, but I was too late. Unable to bear the devastation, I collapsed and fell from the cliff edge. Ethan carried me to the pack healer's den, his face deathly pale. Before the healing ritual began, he gripped my hand tightly, his voice trembling: "Serena, you can't give up. Our son is already gone. I can't lose you too..." But when I regained consciousness, I found an anonymous text message on my phone. I opened it and heard a recording. "Beta Gray, you have already found another heart donors. Why specifically choose young Tyler? He's so young, and he's your son..." "He was just a tool to save Lucas. I raised him all these years—taking one heart isn't too much to ask, is it?" "Besides, the pack healer said a blood relative's heart has the smallest chance of rejection. Lucas is mine and Vivian's life. I can't bear to see him suffer even a little." My entire body shook violently. I could barely hold the phone. The man who repeatedly claimed to love me was the murderer who killed my son for his illegitimate child with his mistress. The marriage I thought was happy was nothing but an elaborate deception.