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THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY EXPLICIT SCENES, GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, DARK, AND MATURE CONTENT. STRICTLY FOR READERS ABOVE THE AGE OF 18! READER DISCRETION ADVISED. "Open your mouth and suck it all up, little flower!" Alpha Cassian Thorne spat out while his brother, Azrael Thorne held me arched back by a fistful of my wet hair. I groaned and let the sour-sweet milky colored sem*n run down my knotted throat. This wasn't what I signed up for. This wasn't what I expected when I agreed to become the s*x slave of the Lockwood Alphas. ****** When Octavia watched her Pack burn to the ground from a fire started by the Lockwood Alphas, she pledged to take revenge for her family and her Pack. But to fulfill her pledge, she needed to pass three tests. –Get close to them; This only happens to those in higher positions. –Earn their trust; A quite impossible mission. –Win their heart; Even death couldn't pass this test. With a challenging hierarchy of the Harem, and the fear of her identity exposed, Octavia would do anything possible to fulfill this pledge, even if it meant letting these beasts love her.

Before our bonding ceremony, my mate, Alpha Zarya, told me she had to temporarily mark an Omega from our pack, Soren. She claimed he had a fatal moon-fade sickness, that his wolf was dying. If she didn’t mark him, he would die. I fought her on it. The next day, she moved Soren straight into the pack house penthouse. The suite meant for the future Head Mate. My suite. To calm me down, she even bowed her head—a rare show of weakness. “I’ll remove the mark as soon as he’s stable,” she promised. “You are still my only Head Mate.” But then Soren found me. He handed me a magical diagnostic report. Permanent Mark & Deep Knotting: Three Weeks. They hadn't just slept together. They had formed a permanent, deep-knotted bond long before she ever “confessed” to me. My world turned to ash. My pen bit into the calendar, scratching a vicious X over the date that was supposed to be our bonding ceremony. Then, I opened my laptop. The email from the Laureate Healers Guild of Europe was waiting. I typed two words. "I accept."

Elijah Black was born to lead. He is the alpha heir, a billionaire empire builder, and a man whose wolf once roared with purpose. But when his fated mate died, the bond shattered, and so did he. His wolf went silent. Elijah stopped shifting, stopped living, and forced himself into a grief support group in the basement of St. Catherine’s Church because disappearing into the sorrow of strangers felt easier than facing his own. Then Jaxon Reed walks in, late, loud, and chaotic, completely out of place in a room full of mourning hearts. He does not claim to grieve a person, but instead the version of himself he destroyed. He lies with charm, performs with reckless humor, and unsettles everyone, especially Elijah. Elijah wants to hate him, but his wolf wants to chase him. Jaxon wants to vanish, but his smile refuses to leave. Their connection is electric. It is grief meeting chaos, discipline clashing with wild instinct. Elijah is pulled back to life against his will, and Jaxon is seen for the first time in years. But Elijah’s world is not human, and Jaxon’s past is far from harmless. As the tension between them grows, both men must confront a truth neither is ready to name. What happens when the alpha who refuses to shift meets the man whose very existence wakes the wolf inside him? The answer will change everything, if they survive long enough to face it.

The kingdom of Valdris has survived a thousand years through blood and fear, ruled by kings who never flinched and never forgave. Corvin, the current ruler, is no different. He is beautiful in a dangerous way, undefeated in battle, and feared by every soul who speaks his name. He has never wanted anything he could not take. Until the spy. On the eve of his coronation anniversary, a fox is discovered inside the inner palace. It shifts into a young man named Elowen, a shifter from the eastern wildlands who carries ancient magic and a smile sharp enough to cut. By every law, he should be executed. Instead, Corvin makes a shocking decision and claims the spy as his personal “pet,” a living trophy meant to remind the world of his power. Elowen, however, did not end up in the palace by accident. He was sent to infiltrate Corvin’s court, earn the king’s trust, and destroy him from within. What he did not anticipate was the man beneath the crown. Corvin is the one person who sees through his lies, challenges him in unexpected ways, and becomes difficult to resist. As influence shifts and their loyalties blur, desire turns into a weapon neither man can fully control. Corvin’s Crown Sight cannot read Elowen’s heart, and Elowen cannot decide whether the king is his target or greatest weakness. War brews at the borders, treachery spreads within the palace walls, and their growing connection becomes the most dangerous secret in Valdris. If Corvin’s court uncovers the truth, he could lose his throne. If Elowen’s people discover his feelings for the man he was sent to kill, he may never escape alive. Their bond threatens the kingdom, and the decision they face could set Valdris on fire.

The legend of the blood forest, the curse of a vampire, two different destinies, and two suffering daughters. Three souls, forever imprisoned in that forest.

Kera Martins. Young, Beautiful, Quirky. The 24 year old is fresh out of college and ready to move into her new home. What she isn't ready for is her attractive neighbour and his mood swings. There will be new friends made, bonds formed and hearts broken. Follow Kera on her wild journey.

He’s supposed to protect him. Not fall for him. Not break him. Not save him. Noah Cross doesn’t believe in second chances—not for himself, and definitely not for the spoiled billionaire brat he’s been hired to protect. Cold. Dangerous. Untouchable. That’s how Noah survived the battlefield, and it’s how he plans to survive this assignment. But Adrian Vale is nothing like Noah expected. Behind the designer suits and reckless scandals hides a shattered man with too many secrets and not enough people he can trust. Secrets that could get them both killed. When a failed assassination attempt forces Noah and Adrian into close quarters, sparks fly where bullets once did. Enemies turn to reluctant allies, bodyguard turns into something much more dangerous… and hearts begin to betray them both. But loving Adrian means crossing lines Noah swore he’d never break again. And protecting him? Might cost Noah his life. 💥 Enemies to Lovers 💥 Billionaire x Bodyguard 💥 Forced Proximity 💥 Forbidden Romance 💥 Slow Burn, High Heat 💥 Hurt/Comfort, Found Family 💥 HEA, but not without bloodshed Love was never part of the job. But Adrian Vale just made survival impossible without it.

Marcus Webb didn't believe in ghosts. It was not until he woke up in Prometheus House with no memory of how he got there and met the devastatingly beautiful man who claims to be his roommate. Silas Ashford is perfect. Too perfect. He doesn't eat, doesn't sleep, and casts no reflection in mirrors. When Marcus discovers a photograph from 1924 showing Silas standing beside a man who looks exactly like him, the truth becomes impossible to deny. Silas is a ghost, bound to the facility for a hundred years, waiting for someone he can't remember. Marcus is a tech billionaire who died six months ago in a car accident, his body in a coma, his soul trapped in the between. They were lovers in a past life. Michael and Silas, 1924. They died in a fire trying to escape an abusive sanatorium. Michael survived long enough to reincarnate. Silas has been waiting ever since. Now, the facility's sinister director, a reaper who feeds on trapped souls will do anything to keep them apart. The building is collapsing, and time is running out. Marcus must choose: wake up and live, forgetting Silas forever, or stay and risk losing everything. To free Silas, Marcus will have to destroy the anchors binding him to this world, confront the creature born from their shared tragedy, and burn Prometheus House to the ground a second time. Some love stories survive death. He's not real, But he's mine, and I'll set the world on fire to keep him.

Who knew "I DO" came with a price tag? *** Charlene, or Charlie, was an orphan. She had lived jumping from one foster home to another, where people told her what to do, what she could be and not, and what she deserved, which was not much. At 18, she said enough. She pursued a career as a model, taking her life into her own hands. At 20, she met Collin, a wealthy CEO who promised to marry her. She thought her dreams were finally coming true. But like everything else in her life, her fiancée ended up being a disappointment as she caught him cheating, leaving her with a broken heart and a career in shambles. Desperate to get her life back on track, she accepted an unusual job proposal. She agreed to marry the son of the man she saved by accident. In exchange, she would receive substantial compensation. Yeah! Why not? Right? It was not as if she had to fall in love with him. It was a mere business transaction where she had to act as his wife. Besides, love was overrated anyway. Money was what made the world go round. It was the immediate solution to her problems. That was where Isaac Saunders came into the picture. He was her unwilling groom, forced by his father to marry her. He was the sole heir of his family's billion-dollar company. But he had to marry the woman of his father's choosing to inherit his father's legacy. So, how would this arrangement even work when he only saw her as another gold digger? On the other hand, she only looked at this marriage as a contractual transaction. What then? How would these two deal with their new living arrangement, staying in the same house and playing husband and wife?

He isn’t just twice my age, he’s also my best friend’s dad. And the man who appears in my steamy dreams every night and satisfies all my wild fantasies… The first time I saw Tony was on my 16th birthday, he was a tall glass of my favorite drink and the moment our eyes met, I was hooked. I wanted him. I yearned for him. But then, he was way out of my league. I was just a 16-year-old naive girl with no clue how to unravel the mystery around him. So I just stood there and watched another woman take him away from me. I thought I had lost him until three years later. I was standing in front of this huge house, and right in front of me was my mystery man. My fantasy s*x god who appears in my hot dreams every night is my best friend’s dad… I should have looked away immediately, I should have remembered the rules, the consequences, and the hurt. But how do you stop your heart from beating for the one it’s chosen? Everything changed with just one kiss. I crossed a line I shouldn’t have crossed, and I had to deal with a temptation too wild to resist.