Hunger Games Trilogy

When Dr. Elara Voss signs a blood pact with the reclusive Wolf King to save her brother from Lycanthropy, she expects a clinical transaction—not the scorching bond that sears her veins under the full moon. The terms are simple: one year of her life to bear his hybrid heir, in exchange for the serum that will cure her brother. But the Wolf King’s golden gaze holds shadows older than the forest, and his touch awakens a primal hunger she never knew existed. With each lunar cycle, Elara’s body betrays her. Her senses sharpen to inhuman levels, her skin hums at his proximity, and her dreams spiral into vivid, forbidden fantasies. Yet the closer she gets to the King, the clearer it becomes that their pact is no ordinary contract. It’s a trap—one that binds her soul to his, and forces her to confront the truth: the serum she needs might not exist. As the pack’s ancient enemies close in, Elara must navigate a world of shifting loyalties, where every ally hides a fanged secret and the line between predator and prey blurs. When the King’s true motives emerge—along with a curse that could destroy them both—Elara must decide: is she a prisoner of her own desperation… or the key to breaking a thousand-year-old chain of bloodshed?

PSA: This book has high smut intensity, intoxicating chemistry and compelling family and sibling rivalry. Aanoni Adukolapo was raised to lead. He is disciplined, charismatic, egoistic, and heir to a fortune. At twenty-eight, he has carved his name into a perfume empire, a revolt against his father’s tight reins. But power has never unsettled him the way Ere does. Ereadurami is thirty-five: elegant and dangerously alluring. The kind of woman who should be sacred, a taboo, and off-limits in Yoruba culture. Her boutique displays her clothing artistry, work of a master. She is sweet, refined, but behind that subtle demeanor lies a hungry succubus. What begins as a random suggestion inside her boutique soon spirals into a hunger neither of them can resist. Every glance, every stare, every breath is calculated, meant not to seem weak. She is older, forbidden, and everything his father would use to destroy him. But the closer Aanoni gets to Ere, the harder it becomes to care about consequences. Desire is intoxicating, hypnotic and surrendering to her might be the most reckless, irresistible rebellion of all. Ere’s Scent is a sensual and erotic tale of age-gap temptation, power, and passion where legacy clashes with lust, where rebellion clashes with passion , and one forbidden woman could bring an empire to its knees.

Axel’s hand shot to her throat without warning, clamping her down with brutal force, her naked breast_ hard red nipples; bared free to his hungry feral eyes. Eyes that blazed with uncontrollable hunger for her suffering. “You are my slave, my property… mine to keep. Mine to break, I protect my property from rogues and thieves even if I intend to destroy myself.” Axel growled. From that instant Ava knew there was no escape for her. — After surviving the massacre of his family and pack, Alpha Axel of Blood Claw Pack waged war against the mad king, seizing the throne and claiming the royal House of the Lycans. He captured Princess Ava, the mad king's daughter, and though she wasn't enough to atone for her father's sins, she would do just fine. Discovering she was his mate whom he hated with every fiber of his being, Axel rejected her, making her his sex slave. Framed for murder, Ava fled with Axel's unborn child, giving birth to sextuplet Lycans the first in two centuries; After Lycans extinction. Six years later, Axel learns of his heirs and captures Ava once more. Will she prove that she's not a monster like her father, or will Axel's hatred consume them both?

Rielle's mate does more than just to reject her. He kills the last family she had, attempted to end her and take all that belonged to her. But fate has other plans… The Red-eyed Lycan Alpha, Raphael De Amato enters her life like a whirlwind. He saves her from certain death for reasons she is oblivious to. When she finds out who she truly is, Rielle's life is thrown into chaos. Discovering that all she knew about herself as been a lie, leaves her reeling and spiralling. With a war in the horizon and the mate who ruined her involved in a plot that could topple the delicate balance of her world, Rielle has to find herself amidst the rubble of what is left. The hunger for vengeance becomes her strength but it will not be enough to quell the anarchy that will ensue. The revelation that her bond with her second chance mate, Raphael could be what they need to turn the tides of the war puts Rielle in a dilemma. Can she really allow herself to love another man after everything she has been through? As tensions rise and everything she loves hangs on a thread, Rielle will have to make a choice. Drop the walls around her heart or watch her pack fall to ruin?

Many parts of the story has mature scenes. Read at your discretion. "Your pussy is such a slut, little one." His deep baritone echoes as he trace a wet line through my clit. "Yes, yes." I let out, my hips squirming as I cling to him. My professor. “So…slimy with juices. My fingers ain’t even inside yet.” I swallow hard at his words, my face flushing red as my hunger grows. “Tell me, little one. How many fingers do you want inside you?” “Two. Please give me…two, professor.” Is all I manage to say as he thrust two fingers inside me and immediately his eyes changed. ___ One minute Rain was nursing her heartbreak with several shots. The next she finds herself in an alley with a hot stranger. It was a long night of moans, thrust and need. The following morning Rain finds out the hot stranger from the previous night is her new professor. He's larger than life. One look at him shows he's power personified but there's this disturbing secret about him. Yet Rain is so much attracted she can't resist. How long will it take her to figure out she's just a bait in a plot for revenge?

He leans his face close to mine, so close that I could feel his breath licks the skin of my face while his fingers wrapped around my chin. My skin tingles at the point of contact. Sparks of electricity traveled from his skin to mine, igniting a kind of hunger I've never felt before. I hold my breath. Unable to move or think, other than let him sucked me deep in his hypnotizing stormy orbs. “One of these days your stupid dreams will get you killed.” I heard him say. And then he's gone and so was the bubble of that brief magical moment. Funny, he is one of those stupid dreams. ••• Meet Victoria Lyn de Cordova a.k.a Sarah Brewer a 24-year-old, hopeless romantic runaway princess from a small hidden Kingdom of Terra. Fueled with fear of marrying a man who was rumored to be an a merciless assassin, she runs away from the place she called home. Meet Alaric Mendez a Hispanic rogue assassin that has only one mission and that was getting his revenge from an unknown enemy that killed his family. A runaway Princess and a broken anger-driven Assassin in a story of love, hope, and healing. Will their newfound love would be enough to heal the wounds from the past or will they let the past hunt them down to wound them apart?

This is an Urban Adult-Sweet Romance story. If you were sick with the typically CEO's stories out there, then this one could be your cup of tea. Phoebe Amaya Breslin hates her boss so much until the bone. Frankly, she hated anyone related to the Levanchois family. She was forced to do other tasks unrelated to her contract. Meanwhile, her colleagues in the office try to bully her into the office political games. Well, enough is enough! She decided to take revenge on all of them before leaving that "hellish" company. Until fate brought her to meet one of the most powerful men in the Levanchois clan, he is even more powerful than her evil former boss. Oh, Nooo!! Could she free herself from the Levanchois? You guys should be in a hurry to help her find a way out before she is trapped furthermore in their silly games and endless attempts to dominate each other. "You must sign this contract, or else your company name will be threatened again by a bunch of evidence in my hands." —Phoebe Amaya Breslin "Well, then. You have to sign a contract with me too. We should be fair in this business. You get what you want, so do I." —Samuel Clark Levanchois —Sign Your Love Contract With Me, and I'm definitely going to get you in a way you never imagined before!—

Louise Gael had everything figured out. She was building a life she actually wanted, with Elsa, the woman she loved, and a business they built from the ground up. They were partners in every way, and nothing else mattered. Until her father’s company crashed, and just like that, everything Louise worked for got tangled in his mess. The only way out? A marriage she never wanted, to a man she never asked for, Tristan Pierre. Betrayed by the woman she loves and Thrown into the cold, calculating world of the powerful Pierre family, Louise has to survive in a house full of secrets, lies, and manipulation. Tristan is distant, quiet, and broken in his own way. His family, especially Clara and Olivia Pierre, are cruel, controlling, and used to getting exactly what they want. Now Louise is living a life that doesn’t feel like hers. She’s married to a stranger, hiding a part of herself just to stay alive in a world that would eat her alive if they knew the truth. And the deeper she gets into the Pierre family’s games, the more she realizes nothing is what it seems. Tristan isn’t just some pawn, and Louise, who used to know exactly who she was, is starting to change in ways she never expected. This isn’t just a love story, it’s about survival, sacrifice, betrayal, and finding out who you really are when everything you believed in falls apart.

Caspian. Seeing the state of his wife. He grabbed her in his arms, pulled her to him, and hugged her tightly. He kissed her on the forehead and said, looking into her eyes. —Sara, believe me, when I tell you that you are enough for me. with you I can be myself, I have nothing to hide. It's true that I didn't tell you about my tastes. Besides, I was only participating in this game for the morbid pleasure. It was quite satisfying, to a certain extent. I would never force you to participate in one of those games. You are too important to me, I wouldn't want you to get hurt, besides, those sexual games are too extreme. And you're not used to it. —But you like it so much that you used to do it every day, or am I wrong? —I won't deny that I used to do it very often, but after meeting you, I don't like to tease you anymore. He said that while he was biting her neck. Sara was still upset. But she could see the effort Caspian was making to please her. —No more secrets. She spoke. As she pulled away from the man and looked him in the eyes. She added. —If you want, me to forgive you, you are going to tell me everything about you, Including your past relationships. I will also tell you everything about me. Caspian, without thinking, replied.

Aurora only came over to spend time with her best friend— not to collide with Layla’s infamous older brother, the Ravenwood University heartbreaker every girl whispers about and every parent warns their daughters to avoid. Jaxon Grayson is everything Aurora hates: Cold. Careless. Legendary for his hookups and notorious for never caring after. So why does her pulse spike every time he’s near? From the moment she meets him—with girls trailing behind him like shadows—Aurora’s disgust is instant. She snaps at him without fear, without shame… and without realizing she just caught the attention of the one boy who never looks twice. But everything changes one chaotic night— too many games, too much adrenaline, and one reckless moment that spirals into a kiss that neither of them can forget. A forbidden pull. A dangerous heat. A night that shouldn’t have happened… but did. Now Aurora can’t escape the truth: she wants the one boy she was never meant to want. And Jaxon—cold, untouchable Jaxon—finds himself wanting the one girl he was never supposed to touch. But with Layla fiercely against their closeness… with jealous girls watching… with history, pride, fear, and reputation in the way… Aurora wonders: Is this a mistake that will ruin everything? Or the one forbidden taste that might change them both forever?