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His rough hand slid up my bare th!gh, parting my kne£s, rushing delicious heat through my body. “Don't look at me like that,” he growled, his mouth grazing the corner of mine. “Unless you want me to show you how a king worships his queen, little fawn.” … Mute and wolf-less, Liora had always been the shadow in her own home, treated as nothing more than a servant. Besides endless labor, her blood was drained to cure her stepsister’s strange illness. When rogues threatened their pack, her father made the cruelest choice: he offered Liora to the monstrous Lycan King, Cassian Veyraith. A man whispered to take pleasure in death. Dragged to King's bed, naked and trembling, Liora braced herself for death. However, the moment Cassian's eyes met hers, she realized nothing was as it seemed…

No one has ever seen the mysterious heiress of the McKenzie empire, but everyone knows her name—Bianca McKenzie, the girl with power, wealth... and secrets. Craving a normal life beyond her last name, Bianca disguises herself as a man—Brian—to land a job in a company where women aren’t welcome. Hired by the cold yet devastatingly handsome CEO Justin Miller, Bianca is determined to hide her true identity, no matter the cost. But neither of them is prepared for the emotional collision that follows. What begins as friction turns into fragile friendship, then spirals into forbidden desire. One drunken night ignites a passion that changes everything. But when the truth is exposed, Justin feels betrayed and casts her away. He never meant the words. She never forgot them. Five years later, she returns—no longer hidden, no longer Brian, but as the stunning, untouchable heiress now set to inherit her grandfather’s kingdom. And she’s not alone… she carries a secret that could shatter everything. Now, with the media circling, a jealous ex on the warpath, and the man who once broke her heart trying to fight for her again, Bianca must decide: Will she protect her heart, or let the man who once destroyed it be the one to mend it?

War is coming, and this time it is more than personal. For generations, the Stormborn lineage has carried one story like a scar, the former Draconis destroyed their empire and left their bloodline in ruins. The Red Alpha grew up on that story. He was raised on it. Fed with it. Every lesson, every battle, every scar carved one belief into him, when the Draconis rises again, it must be put to death. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Because the new Draconis is Lyra. She doesn’t fully understand what she is yet. She only knows she’s being hunted. Villages are being wiped out. Borders are closing. The wolf clan are preparing for open war. The vampire council is divided, each elder with their own hidden agenda. And somewhere deep within the forbidden forests lies a power that could either protect her or expose her. The Red Alpha knows more than he admits. He knows what the last Draconis did. He knows secrets about Lyra’s blood that even she doesn’t know. And he is not just preparing for battle. He is preparing revenge. As the Blood Eclipse approaches, alliances will begin to crack, previous betrayals will surface again, and the truth about the former Draconis will threaten everything. Because this isn’t just history repeating itself. This is unfinished hatred. And when Lyra finally steps into the fire, the world will learn whether she is their salvation... Or the final mistake.

Sazia's heart gets broken when she finds out that the love of her life chose someone else to be with at the mated ceremony. Trying to run away from her past, she melts herself into the human form and loses a bit of her memory due to the incident. With a new name and a new identity, she tries to restart her life again but fate has other plans for her. What would happen when her past starts to haunt her and she is the only one left to save the werewolf pack? Would she go back to her old life or will she choose to move on? There's only one way to find out…

Ripples of want clenched around his finger and my eyes snapped closed, forgetting I was cursed and shouldn't want this— “Already dripping from how much you milked from me. Fuck…” I choked on a groan. ——— A Cursed Heir. A Dangerous Alpha. After a brutal assassination leaves her orphaned at eight, Willa is heir to lead the Moonveil Pack. Only a child then, her uncle took over the Alpha role. A role he was greedy to leave when the young woman came off age. But the goddess seemed to fail her even more when her first love mysteriously bled to death while they made love for the first time. This dark event sparked rumors that any male who slept with her was cursed to die. Branded cursed, the traumatized Willa lost her wolf and was savagely exiled by her own uncle, who hunted her in other to keep the Alpha title. Willa strayed into a pack, but was captured and accused of a crime she knew nothing about and now found herself at the mercy of Nox, the ruthless Alpha of the Starfall Pack. A predator she couldn't avoid needing to regain all she had lost – her wolf, her title, her freedom.

The sole heiress of a wealthy family, Amanita Wallace, had seven prospective husbands, taken in from childhood to potentially wed her one day. All of them fulfilled her every wish, except Marcus Channing, who was cold and mean to her. Due to this, Amanita fell for him and even became his lapdog. Then, one day, she saw him pin his supposed sister against the wall and confess his feelings to her.

Book #4 Wright-Petrov Series At the age of twenty-two, Skye Monticello lives her life in reckless exploration, even at the cost of her innocence during a one-night stand. However, upon discovering the identity of her mysterious fling and refusing to relinquish her freedom, she decides to flee and make a fresh start. Fate, however, has other plans, as she finds herself pregnant. Despite her predicament, she courageously chooses to raise her child alone and has been successful, almost. After years in hiding, she comes face to face with the man who fathered her child and claimed her first. As she navigates this challenging encounter and grapples with the uncanny resemblance her child bears to his father, she stubbornly struggles to evade the man who seems to be an indomitable presence in her life. Moreover, with him being the most influential man in the country, escape seems even more implausible. Xander Voulker Wright, the third heir of the Wright and Petrov family, adds another layer of complexity to Skye's peace of mind.

Cassandra hunt grew up dreaming to be with only one man till she turns gray. And it. Was Bren Anton Falcon, her epitome of a perfect leading man. On the night of her sixteenth birthday, she received her first-ever and most painful rejection. Anton turned her down and it broke her heart into a million pieces. And the next thing she knew is he was already planning to marry his girlfriend, Nancy. Will Cassandra's young and fragile heart accept it?

I’d been in love with Cassian Cross—my brother’s best friend, the one and only mafia boss in the NYC—for as long as I could remember. On the night of my twentieth birthday, my brother promised me a surprise. I didn’t expect that surprise to be a very drunk, very kissable Cassian. One reckless night. One baby boy. Cassian agreed to marry me after giving birth. But the day I gave birth to Leo, Cassian said nothing. He just packed up and vanished to France for nearly five years. Then he returned with Alessia. His first love. And when she saw Leo and me, she ran away and disappeared. After that, Cassian never left my side. Like he was trying to be the man I needed all along, that we were finally going to have our chance. But fairytales are lies wrapped in pretty paper. On Leo’s sixth birthday, we were driving to dinner. The brakes failed. The car spun onto the highway, flames licking at the engine. Cassian got out. And then he locked the door. “If it weren’t for you, Alessia would still be by my side. Now? It’s your turn to suffer.” It wasn’t until that moment I understood—Cassian had never loved me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my twenties birthday. Cassian was in my bed, exactly where I’d left him in the past. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I ran. And on my way out, I made the call I should’ve made the first time. To Alessia.

It was the day of our marriage. We were supposed to meet up at the City Hall, but my fiancee stood me up. I waited for her the whole day, and the only answer I got was a picture from her assistant. My girlfriend sat astride on his lap, and her arms were wrapped around his neck while they were locked in a deep kiss. "Sorry, Mr. Terraton. Sophie insisted on comforting me. You don't mind, do you?" I demanded answers from my girlfriend, but that only made her impatient. "He donated his blood to me. Yeah, I was with him, but so what? Man up, will you?" That killed any love I had for her, and I called my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend's sister. "Hey, Sylvie. Yeah, about your proposal. So will you marry me?"