King Arthur

My name is Amber, and my Alpha decided to set me up for an arranged marriage to form an alliance between our werewolf pack and their lycan pack. I had three brothers to choose from, and I agreed to marry Alex of the Lycanrock pack because he was the only Lycan brother I wasn't afraid of. When I met him, he wasn't huge like his brothers, Zeke and Sebastian. Instead, Alex was cute, innocent, and very childlike since he wasn't of age. It meant four more years before we could get married—four more years of freedom for me. That was my plan, but will Alex still be innocent when I meet him again four years later?

Vivienne Moonborne was born by whim of the Moon goddess Selmara, and heir to the most revered pack in the realm. Until the night everything burned. Her parents were slaughtered. Her wolf silent. Her mate—Silas Vale—betraying her in the arms of another. She was sold into the Lycan slave trade and marked as nothing more than breeding stock for the highest bidder but Vivienne was never meant to be anyone’s pawn. Beneath her skin burns the truth of her birthright: she is the last Silvercrown. A Rune-marked silver wolf born of prophecy and power. Her blood can save or enslave. Her enemies want to control her but when fate collides with fire, a new legacy rises. Rescued by Cassius Noctbourne the ruthless Alpha King of Noctshire. Vivienne is offered protection but protection has a price and love… is the most dangerous game of all. She was betrayed once. She won’t be again. The wolf they tried to bury is back and this time, she’s hunting for vengeance.

“It was him!” My father yelled out with blood filling his mouth, which he spat on the ground as he stared at my mate with contempt. “It’s him and people like him that are responsible for your mother’s death!” I looked up at August, expecting him to defend himself and deny it, but he was staring back at my father with the same look of hatred—if not worse—that my father looked at him with. Like he would kill him as well. “Is this true?” I asked, causing August to break eye contact with my father and look at me. “Did you…kill my mother?” There was tense silence as he stared at me without another word. And that was all I needed to know. My mate had killed my mother, and he would not hesitate to kill my father too. ~ Azalea never believed in the theory that a man could turn into a beast and back into a man. Her father, a werewolf bounty hunter, thinks otherwise. Things change for Azalea when she finds herself lost in the middle of the woods and is chased down by a man with immense speed. When she is trapped with the man towering over her, she soon realizes that this man is anything but a man. And he claims to be her mate. When Azalea is thrust into the supernatural world that she didn’t believe existed and finds herself as the Luna of werewolves, can she hide the existence of her new subjects from her father? And when the secrets about her mother’s death get entangled with the werewolves, where will her loyalties lie?

Kimberly knew her life would be different upon returning to Umsyre. But she had no idea it would change the fate of the whole realm. As a merger, she is bound by duty to her family and the merger clan while her bond with the Lycan King, Cedric threatens all she's ever known. After being sold off by her parents to Ogar Blackwood, a ruthless Werewolf alpha, Kimberly has gotten pregnant for the enemy, Cedric, destroying her family's frail alliance and is now a threat, hated and feared by the mergers, werewolves, vampires and lycans alike. Kimberly, becomes the first hybrid in the history of the realm. With the bite of a lycan, the blood of a vampire and the soul of a merger. She becomes a weapon wanted by all factions. But just how far can love go? Will Cedric end centuries of hatred and accept the enemy, his one true mate and his unborn child or will duty triumph?

Alora is no princess and her life is not a bed of roses despite being the Alpha's daughter. Her mother hates her for being weak and been born a female. Her sister bullies her with every chance she gets. Her father is ignorant about her, turning a blind eye to everything. When her mate chooses her sister over her, she is shattered. During her mate choosing ceremony, she is drugged and ends in bed with the lycan prince of Alistar kingdom. A contract marriage, that's what he offers her in exchange of her freedom in two years. But this relationship is bound to bring more complications on her life. A second chance mate? But is there a future for them?

David Bianchi - King of the underworld. Cold, calculating, cruel. A man equally efficient with closing business deals with his gun, as he was his favorite pen—a living nightmare to subordinates and enemies alike. However, even a formidable man like himself wasn't without secrets. The difference? His was packaged in the form of a tall, dazzling, mysterious beauty who never occupied the same space as the mafia king.

"Why did you save me?" Prostitution wasn't exactly the future I'd pictured for myself. But fate landed me in a brothel I couldn't escape, and a life that stripped me of my humanity. Until he came in. The man who looked down at people like they were nothing but dirt and planted bullets in the heads of people for staring at him the wrong way. His name was Killian Morozcov. He came into The brothel and left with me, and no matter how much I pleaded at the time, he refused to tell me why. when he did, though, I wished he hadn't. because killian hadn't meant to save me that night in Vegas...he had come from to save his sister and made the costly mistake of leaving with me instead. our relationship built into something fragile that shouldn't exist and would no doubt, ruin us. especially when we continued to discover how much of it was built on lies. In my experience, I've learnt that you either stab someone in the back or they'll do it to you. Nice people were always the quickest to swing the knife. And Killian Morozcov was by far the nicest man to ever cross paths with me.

Cassandra was promised to be married to his grandfather's best friend's grandson. She wanted a good life for her family, kaya walang alinlangan syang pumayag. Pero paano kung ang lalaking pinakasalan nya ay masyadong maraming sikreto ang tinatago? Makaya nya kaya tanggapin iyon?

He was ruthless and a killer, she knew, everyone knew. Everyone had heard takes of hus tyranny and feared for her life. Yet she couldn't bring herself to run away from him when he had requested her father send her to him. She was a princess and this was the price she would pay for her people. But when she arrives and things are a lot more different than she'd ever known how does she find a way to tell everyone that all they knew was a lie?

He slid a paper across the table, his eyes cold. " Sign it." She blinked, confused. "Why?" "It’s our marriage certificate." He spoke as if discussing the weather. "I’ve already signed it. Your turn." Siya froze. **Marriage?** To a man like him? Her? A whore. Pregnant. She looked up at him, pleading. "I-I can be your maid. Do anything. Just… don’t hurt my baby." Her voice trembled, careful, trying to bargain with the devil himself. But Abhimanyu’s gaze was relentless, unmoved. His tone cut like ice. "I want you to sign it right now." Her heart hammered in her chest. "But… how… why me?" She stuttered, breaking. "I don’t want to marry you." She stood, defiance shaking her body. The word **marriage** tasted like ash, reminding her of someone she loathed beyond reason. Abhimanyu leaned in, his smile devoid of warmth. "You **will** marry me. Or…" The room fell silent, thick with the unspoken threat. **The world knows** what he is capable of. "Plea.se," she whispered. Her voice was barely a breath. Siya’s legs screamed to run. But there was nowhere to go. His voice low, lethal. "Listen to me, TweetyBird. If I can save you, I can ruin you too.' His eyes darkened. "Sign it. And you’ll be mine." "Why me?" Her voice broke. ************ Siya laid on the bed on her fours, her hands tied together with a handcuff as Abhimanyu thrusted slowly from her back. He changed their position making her completely under his mercy. As the sun rose in the sky, he uncuffed her. "Scream my name!" He groaned going faster than before. But his pace didn’t slacken at all. He had turned into a needy beast, who was ruining every ounce of sanity left in Siya. *********** ***********