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“Benjamin, stop! This isn't the right place. If anyone catches us, I'm done for.” He smirked, locking the door behind him. He approached, grabbing me and placing me on my desk. He tried to kiss me again, but I dodged. “Benja—” I started, but he cut me off with a whispered, “Shush.” Before I knew it, he lowered his head, removed my panties, and spread my legs. The moment he placed his tongue on my clit, I felt like I was in heaven. I couldn't believe I had gone years without sex, especially craving Benjamin, who knew exactly how to please me. Racheal Williams battles the pain of childbirth only to face an even greater torment when her newborn twins were almost taken from her. She managed to keep her daughter but lost her son to her ex-husband. She was forced into an impossible agreement with her ex-husband Benjamin and her mother during their bitter divorce. She was shattered but hopeful; she clung to the dream of reuniting with her son. Four and a half years later, as a fierce and determined police officer in Rome, Racheal has rebuilt her life with her daughter Kyla. But her past resurfaces, her ex-husband Benjamin appeared in Rome. Benjamin discovers the daughter he never knew existed and seeks to reclaim his place in her life, igniting a battle of wills and hearts. Amidst the chaos, betrayal, and an undeniable connection that still lingers, Racheal and Benjamin are thrust into a collision course of love and loss. Can they find a way to mend the broken pieces of their past, or will the secrets and lies keep them apart?

"Beg me to be your mate and maybe I will consider it," Zayn said. How could he say those words to me after humiliating me for years? Did he really think I would want to be his mate just because he was my master? The Alpha's Heir? Was he out of his mind? "Kneel and beg me to be yours, Amelia." I stared at him as I knelt slowly, a smile curled on his lips and a satisfactory look clouded his face at the power he had over me, but my next words took him off guard. "I, Amelia Wright, reject you, Zayn Andino, as my mate," I blurted out on my knees. "How dare you?" Zayn questioned, grabbing me by my arm aggressively. "Who the hell do you think you are? You are just a dirty little Omega. How dare you say those words to me?" "Let go of my mate," I heard a voice behind Zayn. We both turned to see the golden eyes man earlier from Alpha Hector office yelling at Zayn. * * * Amelia reluctantly becomes a maid for Alpha Hector's wealthy family. Bound by her mother's debts, she endures the torment of Alpha Hector's son, Zayn, and his girlfriend, Nicole. Hope shines when Alpha Hector promises her freedom on her upcoming birthday, but fate has a unique plan. As her first transformation into a wolf unravels, she stumbles upon a shocking truth, that Zayn is her mate. How could the man who had tortured her all these years be her mate? Her fate is far from twisted when she rejects Zayn as her mate and realizes that she has another mate, Atlas Synder.

He was a normal werewolf hunter, then a witch's ability came along and turned him into a werewolf. What could go wrong further than this? In months, Jason becomes the target of every evil creature in DustVille Town. Who would've known the existence of the Dark World and the Dark lords living among the humans? He was the result of one: a dark lord and a witch. For years he lived in the shadow of lies, deceit, and pure evil without any realization. Everything his father taught him became nothing but a dream. Who was his father anyway? Was he the human he knew or just evil in the human face? What happens when he is torn between finding out about his identity and saving the world?

After I was reborn, I dumped the cheating bastard and married his older twin brother. But as it turns out, I still picked the wrong man. In my past life, I married Maxwell Vaughan, the younger twin. Not long after our wedding, he started sleeping with Kelly Sloan, the maid's daughter. For her, he set the house on fire while I was sleeping. I woke up burned beyond recognition. Amoura, the world-famous lingerie brand, dropped me overnight. Just like that, my modeling career was over. This time, I chose Charlie Vaughan, the older twin. We were in sync and deeply in love. I thought I'd finally made it, that I'd rise to the top and become the supermodel I was meant to be. But the night before my Amoura runway show, my face was burned again. Charlie uncovered the truth quickly and had Maxwell arrested. For a moment, I thought I'd made the right choice this time. Six years later, I overhear something I was never meant to hear as Charlie tucks our sons, Declan and Dylan Vaughan, into bed. "Dad, Uncle Max already took the fall for Kelly. So why did she have to leave the country? Couldn't she have stayed here with us?" "Yeah, Dad. We still want Kelly to be our mom. We hate that freak!" Charlie pulls Declan and Dylan into his arms. His gaze softens with sorrow, then hardens with quiet resolve. "I already betrayed your mom once for Kelly. I'll spend the rest of my life to make it right." A rush of emotion surged through me, the pain cutting deeper than the fire ever did. For six years of marriage and eight years of love, I've been nothing more than a joke. Only now do I see it—Charlie loved Kelly all along, just like Maxwell did. Our marriage was nothing more than a matter of convenience. Even Declan and Dylan call me a freak and wish Kelly were their mother. If that's how it is, then so be it. I'm done with all three of them.

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”

"You are mine." He growled across my skin and burrowed his face at the base of my neck. I held my breath in fear when I heard the animalistic sound he made. I gasped as he pulled me into his arms. He was strong but also gentle, and his touch sent tingles down my spine. I gulped hard as I felt his lips grazing a soft spot on my neck. I could hardly breathe at this point. Please", he murmured, his lips close to my ear, his breath warm. "Don't leave me." I almost moaned out loud as he nipped on my right ear lope. Amelia Allen always dreamed of becoming a historian like her mother. After another death of her loved ones, Amelia moves to a small town to seek the comfort it had to offer and busy herself in her next project, to find the town's history. Everything is not what it seems and soon, Amelia finds herself in the middle of a world she did not even know existed outside of fictional novels and movies. Not only does the town hold some historical secrets, but several creatures of the night appear, craving her blood and her heart as her senses heighten. Throw in a cold-hearted, sexy, possessive Lycan King who claims she is his destined mate, her life seamlessly goes haywire.

After rejecting the 999th consort candidate my master, Madam Freya, had introduced to me, she finally reached her limit. "What the hell are you waiting for? You're the once-in-a-lifetime genius of Nymphomist magic, and yet you've never gone through the Great Rite! You're not getting any younger, girl. At this rate, how are you supposed to improve your spiritual power?!" I sighed. Of course I wanted to find a consort and perform the Great Rite already. But every single one of those candidates looked like shit. Unfortunately, my absurdly high standards for men ended up stalling my spiritual power for too long. I failed to survive the Trial of Lightning and died... Then I opened my eyes and realized I was in another body, in another world. The beauty standards here were completely different from those in the elven world. I looked across the room, and my eyes immediately landed on the most perfect man I had ever seen. He was 6'2", with sharply defined washboard abs. His face looked as though the gods themselves had sculpted it. I ran straight toward him and threw my arms around his waist. Oh, he's the one! To my surprise, this god among men narrowed his eyes and grabbed me by the neck. Rage burned in his expression. "You would throw yourself at a man as hideous as me just for my money?! You disgust me!" What the hell was he talking about? Honestly, all I could focus on was the way his sexy, seductive lips moved against each other whenever he spoke. Please. Just let me bite them already!

Ravelle was born to fulfill a prophecy—destined to become the Alpha King who would unite all packs. At least, that’s what her parents believed. They expected a son. Instead, Ravelle was born female—into a brutal world where women are taught to bow, obey, and offer themselves to power-hungry males who treat them like disposable breeding stock. When she is bound to Kei, a ruthless Alpha obsessed with power, her parents expect her to kneel and accept him. Ravelle rejects him publicly, branding him what all Alphas truly are—selfish, domineering pricks with god complexes, power-hungry bastards who confuse cruelty with leadership and lust for ownership. Kei does not accept rejection. He would rather die than lose his claim to the throne. He is determined to tame her, to claim her, and to take his “rightful” place as Alpha King—because in his world, a woman can never rule. To him, Ravelle is not a ruler. She is a problem that needs to be tamed. What Kei doesn’t realize is that destiny has other plans. He is not meant to be Alpha King. He is meant to be her Alpha Queen. Ravelle is ready to dismantle a system that has fed on women’s suffering for generations. But desire complicates hate, and the line between domination and obsession begins to blur. Kei is everything she despises… and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. This is a story of rejection, obsession, power, and vengeance. A dark, steamy tale where love is war, fate is cursed, and the woman everyone tried to break becomes the monster who rules them all. Because if the world only respects beasts… Ravelle will be the most feared of them all.

I worked at a sales job and felt pretty good about my work. Then, Vivian appeared. She was a new intern with an insatiable curiosity for others’ private affairs. On Valentine’s Day, my husband, Henry Ambrose, bought a million dollars’ worth of bags from me to help me meet my sales target. Just as I left work to meet him for a date, Vivian sent a snide message. [Your Fitbit just logged an extra thousand steps. That’s literally the exact distance to the hotel next door. Nice work, Lily! You close a million-dollar deal and immediately head to the hotel with the client?] I coldly fired back, [If you’re this desperate to stalk people, you should’ve just joined the K-9 unit.] That very night, parcels of adult toys appeared on my doorstep. Vivian had written a nasty post that had gone viral, and things turned out like this! [This Salesgirl Slept With My Client and Stole My Million-Dollar Commission on Valentine’s Day!] A pair of my ripped silk stockings, which I had tossed in the trash, became her “proof” that I had seduced a client during work hours. Vivian was painted as the victim, while I was viciously smeared as a “salesgirl who slept with clients for commissions.” What Vivian did not know was that Henry was actually a leading researcher worth billions. I only took the sales job because I was bored and wanted to experience something new.

Roxanne Rowan is a spiritual news editor. After an accident in the year twenty-two, Roxanne Rowan was able to see ghosts. She goes around trying to find a way to solve this ability. Her fear of ghosts makes her taciturn and closed off. During an encounter with evil spirits, Roxanne met Egan Griffith, the demon employee of hell. He has the task of catching the demons that are causing trouble in the living world to bring them to hell and punish them. According to the orders of the spirit world, if Roxanne wants to break the ability to see ghosts in her eyes, she must cooperate with Egan to catch the devil spirits. The contract is signed and many bad jokes happen. Roxanne's fate and secret are also revealed. She also realizes that demons come in two forms: disrupting people in the living world and trying to earn money in order to survive like a normal person. Every night, Roxanne has to lie in bed waiting for Egan to finish processing the documents for the company. She doesn’t think from an unequal partnership to rolling in bed so close together.