Ink Sans Underverse

Born into rejection and cast aside by her own pack, Claudia Lockwood is forced into a marriage with Marcellus Nightshade, a cursed Alpha fated to die at thirty. What begins as a union of convenience becomes a battle for survival, as they uncover buried secrets, fight for love, and seek redemption for their pasts. Together, they must challenge the forces conspiring against them, break a generational curse, and prove that love can rewrite destiny.

Daphney Krenshaw, a working class lady who never believes in love found herself existing in a world full of love. Her parents had her wrapped around their fingers, she was ready to be committed to anything but marriage was not on her list. Richmond Hill, a young and rich billionaire whose eyes caught all ladies found it difficult to love. He sees ladies as an object he could just play with when he felt like. As fate would have it,their first meeting was quite unusual as a spark was created . Daphney found herself engaged to the person she hated the most and is now forced to live with a rich and spoilt billionaire's son. He was different from all the dates her younger sister had set her up with. How would she cope with something she had never dreamt of having? How would Richmond end this engagement which meant business to him when he starts falling for the angel in his home?

She was born prematurely and with a twisted spine, she was belittled among everyone in the pack , she was the weakest in the pack.She was a disgrace most of all because she couldn't shift when she was 18 making matters worse for her . On her 26th birthday and on a full moon she shifted and found out the future Alpha was her mate. He was the next Alpha - strong and respected . It was a pairing that could never happen. He would be challenged ,an alpha has to be feared and people ought not to see him as weak.

Serenya, the Luna, was rejected, cursed, and betrayed by her mate—then cast out. Still, she makes countless returns to her Alpha, each encounter igniting steamy, erotic, and intense moments of passion. Yet no matter how deeply they burn for each other, he refuses to accept her by his side. Now pregnant with the young Alpha’s child, serenya faces an even crueler fate. His rejection spreads to the entire pack, leaving her utterly cast out. To her clan, she is nothing but shame and reproach. Forced into the life of a rogue, she must survive alone, hunted by packs that see her as a threat. But the deeper question remains: is she rogue by choice, or was she driven into rebellion? In the shadows, serenya discovers unexpected strength alongside other forsaken park . As power awakens and rages within her, she prepares to destroy the mate who cast her aside. Yet before vengeance can consume her, desire pulls them into deeper longing. In the end, they realize too late that their enemies have been the ones fanning the fire—drifting them further apart with every bitter choice. Her next choice weighs heavy on her happiness or sorrow

"Finders keepers," Deangelo growled, his voice all sharp edges. "I found her first, commoners, she belongs to me. The only reason she's still breathing is because I saved her from that fucking fire." Romano snorted, pushing his way further inside. "You think you can just claim her like that? She's not a damn trophy, Scorpion." Fernando gave a series of hand gestures in sign language. Deangelo translated, "You may have found her, but that does not make her yours. We have a stake here, Papi." Vincenzo's voice cut like a knife through the tension. "This isn't some playground game. She's a person, not a prize to be fought over?" As their voices rose, they suddenly fell silent, snapping their eyes to Rosita. She was rushing towards the door. DeAngelo's eyes narrowed as he took a step towards her. "Little peasant, don't even think about it." **** Rosita's life has been anything but ordinary. Homeschooled and sheltered by her overprotective father after a near-fatal stalking incident, she dreams of escaping to college and pursuing her passion for music. But her father's plans to enroll her in an online university leave her feeling trapped and desperate. On the day, she finally decides to away, a fire overtakes their home, trapping her in her room. Just when she thinks all hope is lost, her metal door is broken down—not by her father, but by Deangelo Luis Valladares, the most-feared mafia drug lord in the whole of Mexico. With an intriguing, sinister smile, he extends his hand to Rosita through the smoke-filled room. Will Rosita take his hand and let him save her, or will she be taken by force? Can a breathtaking beauty like Rosita survive in a world ruled by mafia dons who live like kings and control Mexico City?

After getting kicked out by her husband for being barren, she is offered a marriage proposal by the richest man in Hiltonia. Then she discovers she's pregnant but hides it thinking it belongs to her ex-husband. Meeting a lot of people in her new life, she discovers there's a part of her missing. When the bits come together gradually, she discovers she's not who she thought she was. She wasn't just the daughter of a nobody who was picked up by Velon Aspen, used, abused and kicked out of the marriage pennyless. She was the daughter of the richest man in Maile. She uncovers her dark pasts and struggles to live with it. What is this dark past of hers? nd will her husband who had just fallen in love with her be able to live with it once he finds out?

Dante Russo doesn't forgive. He doesn't forget. And when the President of the United States has the nerve to double-cross him, Dante doesn't go for blood—he goes for the man's heart. By kidnapping his son. Marco Powell never asked to be part of his father's shadowy world of corruption and backroom deals. But when masked assailants drag him from a glittering Washington soiree and into the ruthless grasp of Dante Russo, Marco's existence is distilled to the final bargaining chip. Kidnapped. Held captive. Compelled to kneel at the feet of Italy's most lethal man. Dante Russo doesn't just want ransom—he wants humiliation. He wants the President to hurt. And to make the whole world feel it, Dante does the unthinkable: he marries Marco in a ceremony as legal as it is lethal. An altar of a wedding shrouded in blood. A kiss meant to destroy. A war between two men who should hate each other but can't keep their hands off each other. Marco is everything Dante isn't used to. sarcastic, idealistic, infuriatingly beautiful and Dante is everything Marco should fear: fire, danger, sin, and temptation in a designer suit. Their arranged marriage sparks a deadly obsession. Every touch is a battle. Every kiss is war on their lips. And every night, Marco has to ask himself the question he fears most Does he hate Dante enough to fight him? Or does he want him badly enough to burn? Because in this game, seduction and revenge ignite and the line between love and hate doesn't just blur. It burns.

My in-laws go on a jungle trip and are stung by venomous bees. An exorbitant sum is needed for their surgeries, so I hurriedly call my husband for help. However, as soon as the call connects, he berates me. "They can die if you don't have money to treat them! Why waste the money? Your family isn't mine—what does it have to do with me if they die? Also, Chloe has no money for food. I'm transferring what we have to buy her a meal." He hangs up abruptly and transfers whatever money I have. Meanwhile, his parents die because we didn't pay to save them.

Blurb “Please, trust me Luke, I didn't poison your meal, I can't sign this divorce document” Sarah cried out with a pleading eyes. “Sign them now, or you won't like to see me in the next second” he fired, squeezing the pen into her hand. <<<<< Sarah and Luke love story was a kind all couples both young and old will live to imitate. But suddenly, Luke, who was an angel to Sarah, turns to be the demon she never knew the hatred and beat her to pulp as slight mistake. She thinks so hard of what might be wrong with him, yet she couldn't find until one when she came back from work to pick an urgent document only to see her husband and her best friend in her marital bed having sex and still got beaten for it by Luke. A life of slavery all the time, she decided to marry Luke due to the pain her manipulative stepmother had always caused her, she was happy she found a man who was ready to marry her, but then he turns to be the worst human to endure with, yet she stayed behind. Keila, her best friend who she tells her story now betrayed her, even moving in to leave with them. She was turned a slave in her husband's house while Keila made mockery of her, sometimes lies again her to Luke just to get Sarah beaten up. But what happened when Luke food was poisoned and Sarah was pointed to be the suspect? Luke decided to divorce her and move ahead with Keila life, will Sarah ever war to win him back, or will she leave? When she discovered she was pregnant, will she accept to give her baby out? All she sought was revenge and nothing more.

"I Alpha Ryker Dante of the crescent  moon park rejects you weak pethatic girl as my mate and Luna of my park. You are hereby not allowed to show your face to me again except you want it red! " Those angry and deceptive words tear Melanie apart. It was her mate who had rejected her at first sight. She has always being rejected and tainted upon but this last rejection gave a painful and scaring tug to her shattered  lost heart. She smiled out the tears and turned back. If that's what he wanted then fine! She was okay with it. She looked sideways  towards her father who had an unfathomable  look on. He looked furious and blaze. "father... " She muttered and his face grew red with anger as the guest looked at him with shock and disbelief. With urge in their eyes to know if he really did fathered the weak and ugly she wolf. No! Even a mere human is more powerful than her. Every one who knew Melanie knew she had no wolf. She looked towards her only brother. The look on his face was just like the others. He dejected her. And her step sisters couldn't  care less. "okay.  I get it....  No one wants me...  No one wants to see me...  It's okay I'll leave. You won't ever see me again!  At least the ugly me! " She snapped. Dried her tears and turned around. Sound on the rough hard sandals could be heard as she shrugged away in the cold. Life was really cruel to her.