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As the Alpha's daughter, Ivy has one goal, get gifted her wolf on her eighteen birthday, and lead her pack as her Father's heir, but when the full moon goes down and she realizes she might not be getting her wolf, she is attacked by her pack and barely escapes with her life. Betrayed by everyone she once loved and cared for, Ivy has one more option, cut her hair and disguise as a boy, infiltrate an all-boys- alpha academy and find the professor who can help her get her wolf back. But her plans come crashing down when she makes an enemy of the most dangerous and deadly Lycan's son in the realm. Aiden Khalnai. He threatens to destroy her, and she knows it doesn't matter what she does or how much she hides because Aiden always make good of his promises.

Snatched from her home and made a pack slave, Amelia's new alpha, and his sister has made her life a living hell. Fed crumbs, and forced to submit to anyone in the pack, she's living her worst nightmare. At least she thinks it's the worst, until the alpha from the world's strongest and cruelest pack visits and realizes she's his mate. Roger can't believe he's found the woman destined as his mate. But she's nothing like he imagined. Instead of strong and beautiful, she's weak and emaciated. The color of her hair is the only similarity between his dream mate and the woman before him. As the alpha of the strongest pack, would it show weakness to accept such a weakling for a mate -- or will rejecting her insult the Goddess who brought them together? Perhaps he should just take what's his and sort out the rest later. If taking her causes a war, so be it.

In the mystical realm of Lunaria, Sepharine, a mysterious woman with striking white hair, is shunned by her pack due to a centuries-old prophecy. Unfortunately Sepharine loses her life and a soul of a 21st century skilled assassin,Kira transmigrated into her body. Sepharine's life is entwined with the Lunar Pack's alpha, Damon, who seeks to claim her as his mate to fulfill the prophecy. However, Sepharine's past is marred by secrets: she has triplets with an unknown father, making her an outcast. As Kira now Sepharine navigates the treacherous world of werewolf politics, she must confront her own identity and the truth about her past. Damon's unwavering devotion and protection awaken feelings she thought long buried. With the prophecy unfolding, dark forces seek to exploit Sepharine's unique connection to the moon's power. As she uncovers the secrets of her past and the true meaning of the prophecy, Sepharine must choose between her growing love for Damon and her duty to protect her triplets.

All her life, Calla Hayes has been invisible, the awkward neighbor girl with tangled hair and a frame too skinny to be noticed. Until the night of her eighteenth birthday, when the Moon Goddess reveals her fated mate: her arrogant stepbrother, Lucas Blackwell, the pack’s golden bad boy. But instead of claiming her, he rejects her in front of everyone. Humiliated and heartbroken, Calla runs only to awaken a power inside her no one in the pack can ignore. Now, two dangerous men want her. On hand there’s Lucas, the stepbrother who spurned her, now unable to resist her new strength, and Darius, her childhood neighbor and best friend’s protective older brother, whoshe has always crushed on. One is her fated mate. The other is her forbidden desire. Both are willing to burn the pack to have her. Calla’s no longer the ugly duckling. She’s the storm that will either break their world or remake it.

Forbidden fruit. Alessandro 'Flames' Petrakis doesn't give a shit about love. Guns, violence, being a bodyguard is what he's good at. Love scarred him once, love took away the only woman he ever loved and he'd rather relive his time in the Marines than fall victim to it again. Then she shows up. Blonde hair, sapphire eyes, pretty as fuck. And the one woman he hates more than anything in his shitty world. He never claimed to be a prince, yet she becomes his princess. Violence is what drives him yet for her he would put down his Glock for an eternity just to be part of her world. She was the forbidden fruit. The woman he was supposed to stay away from. The woman who took away everything that mattered from him. Yet one fucking kiss from her and he would burn the whole world for her. Code name: Flames. Mission: Protect Mia Tonelli at all cost

" You're mine, cara mia…” Adrian's breath crept up my skin as he held me still with his arm around my waist. I hissed, pulling back and failed. “In your dreams, Adrian.” His low chuckle scared me, but I acted tough. I couldn't afford to lose face before him. His other hand ran up to my hair and pulled, making me help and he whispered in my ear. “Disobey me again and I'll make you cum while my men watch.” That was Adrian Moretti the devil, and Mafia Don to the top elite cartel and Serena was his surrogate. He had bought her as his surrogate and didn't love her, but why? Serena craves freedom but she can't bring herself to hate his touch. What happens when she finds out he has a hand in her father's death and planned all of this to make her his? Read on to find out!

“Why do I feel like we've met before?” I stared at the young man standing before me, his eyes locked on mine. He tucked some loose strands of my hair behind my ears, his lips stretching into a cocky smirk, “where? In your wet dreams?” ~~~~ Selena has had the same dreams for a very long time—a young man thrusting a silver sword into her chest in a moment of weakness. She'd called it a dream, but after meeting this strange man in her college on an unfaithful day, her whole life takes the other direction. Dominic Lakes, a hot transfer student who's extremely good at playing hockey. He fights to suppress his Alpha aura with the humans around him, but with a particular girl—Selena—it felt like she could see through him with a single glance. What if they'd really met before? Not just in this lifetime but the one before? Would they uncover the truth before it's too late?

"I am not used to losing. Never had," he uttered, glaring at her reddish face that was wet with tears. "But, if by any slight mistake, someone dared to even touch a single hair on your head without my permission, I would lose." His intense gaze became deep. "And when I lose," moving closer until she was just a breath away from him, he ended, "my loss is another's invitation of death." Her eyes got bigger and wider. "I will burn this very fucking city down if I have to." She backed herself feeling totally empty to think of anything. In the middle of everything happening, her wound was torn open. The same wound which was caused by him only a week ago. "And I mean every word I say." His warmth-radiating fingers on her jaws burnt her skin. WARNING: This book contains strong language, dubious situations, deception issues, manipulations, abduction and dark romance.

"Do you remember saying my woman is very lucky?" I nod, unable to find my voice. What is he getting at? He trails a finger down the side of my face, grips my hair and lands a kiss on my lips. "Good. You are the lucky woman. You'll bear my heir, and we'll be a happy couple. Capisce?" "No, Evren. I'll give you your child, take my money, and leave. That was and is the plan." He chuckles. "Will you, baby? Will you?" Liora Wilder made a deal with the devil. Carry his heir, take the money, and walk away. No attachments. No emotions. No illusions. But Evren Valesca doesn't play by anyone's rules but his own. He doesn't negotiate. He doesn't let go. And now that he's claimed her, he has no intention of ever setting her free. Liora refuses to be controlled, but resisting a man like Evren is dangerous. He's ruthless, possessive, and completely unstoppable. Because nobody says no to a Valesca.

, Simone seizes a dark bargain with the Lycan king: marry him for a year, gain power, and unleash her thirst for vengeance. As she’s pulled deeper into his shadowed world, Simone realizes she’s more than a pawn to him. But things take a twisted turn as she finds out he had been cursed and yet —a passionate, dangerous pull binds them together… “stop groveling, you'll hurt your knees.” She complained, worried about me; her little action and sensitivity had caused my cock to throb harder in my pants, I loved dominant women. “I like it this way, I'm where I ought to be.” I whispered, sending trails of kisses from her feets to her laps once more. “Where is that?” She asked with a smug grin, yanking me by the hair, causing me to flinch backwards, “On my knees,” I whispered. Parting her thighs, my fingers sliding through. “On my knees, before you. Mi amor.”