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Crescent, a gold mine of supernatural knowledge, ruled by werewolves, thrives by hiding this truth from the public. Debby, a fierce mother, and her 16-year-old son Jerry are entangled in a brutal rivalry between Alpha Damon, a power-hungry werewolf alpha, and Alpha Levin, who clings to peace. The story opens with Jerry's fear igniting a dormant werewolf curse after he stabs a cartel enforcer to death. This death makes Jerry the suspected thief of Alpha Damon's target treasure. Damon is convinced that Jerry killed his man to acquire the artifact for his father, Alpha Levin. The only man in Crescent City powerful enough to shelter Debby and Jerry in his home, knowing that Alpha Damon was after them, is Levin. Seeking solitude after Debby's departure with their baby, Levin makes his mansion a sanctuary for desperate people, a form of redemption for the guilt of his past actions. Debby lied to Jerry that Levin abandoned them meanwhile she fled Levin because she believed he killed her father. True, but he killed her father in self-defense, wolfsbane drove him mad. This fractures their bond, pushing Jerry toward Levin, leaving Debby feeling threatened. Lonely Jerry finds solace with Sasha, a reckless hunter who lures him into danger, clashing with Levin's training and slowing Jerry's growth as a werewolf. While Jerry and Sasha were in danger, Debby came to their rescue but ended up in coma. Jerry's true born alpha power became a threat to other alphas. After a fierce clash, Jerry kills Damon and claims his alpha power, which also unites and savages what's left of Damon's pack. Debby awakens from her coma and starts to take care of Levin. As he recovers, old wounds heal into reconciliation. One big happy family is united against any threat that may come their way.

He rejected me in front of everyone, called my bloodline poison then destroyed me. Five years ago, Cassian Vandenberg, billionaire Alpha of the Obsidian Pack publicly shredded our mating bond during the ceremony, condemning me as the daughter of the rogue wolf who massacred his family. What he didn't know: I was already carrying his child from a night neither of us remembers. Now he's back with a contract: pretend to be his mate for one year to break the curse destroying his empire, and he'll fund my failing sanctuary. I agree, not for the money, but for access to the pack that destroyed my father's name. Finally, I can get my revenge. Simple, professional and purely business. Except someone is hunting in the shadows. Wolves circle my sanctuary at night. His ex-fiancée watches me with calculating eyes, his uncle offers sympathies that taste like poison and Cassian's brother keeps leaving cryptic warnings: Trust no one especially family. Cassian thinks I'm hiding something, he's right. Because our daughter isn't just powerful she's impossible and the curse is killing his empire? It's not about business, it's about blood. His blood, my blood and the monster who's been pulling the strings since before we were born. Some secrets are buried for protection while others are buried because when they surface, they don't just burn they consume everything. He wanted a fake mate to save his legacy, I needed access to destroy mine. Neither of us expected the past to have claws or for the real monster to be someone we love. The rejection was just the beginning. About the truth? It's so much worse than either of us imagined.

Elena Ghen's life is suddenly overturned when Alpha Williams declares war against her pack and wins. Elena is forcefully taken away from her pack and joins The blue moon pack where Alpha Williams plans to make her his Luna. What happens when Elena meets her mate at the mating dinner organized for her and Alpha Williams? What happens when she finds out that her mate is non other than the Alpha in line, Jake, Alpha William's very own son. Elena and Jack have the same goal but can they put down their differences and make it work. The moon goddess doesn't make mistakes , or does she? ~~~~~~~ I smirked on seeing his red blazing eyes stare me down, his face hardened, his fake demeanor falling apart. I could feel his hard on pressed against my thighs. His hands gripping my hair tightly, holding my chin up. "Shut it." He snarled "Imagine me, pressed against the sheets with him, thighs apart. His hands gripping my thighs so hard they'd leave a bruise. My neck covered in love bites as I -" "Shut the fuck up before I show you exactly how mean I could be. I don't mind ruining in the sanctuary of this place. I will fuck you real, good. Your head and thoughts will be filled with my name, because you're mine, just mine." "Why don't you make me. Do it." I teased, challenging him. Watching his smirk deepened. He yanked my hair tighter, raising his eyebrows "Get on your knees and make that mouth useful."

She cannot escape him. On a blind-date, she unknowingly meets the most dangerous man to exist, and falls into his world of darkness and desire as both his mate, and his worst enemy. *** I rest both my hands against the table. "I'll go on another date with you, if you tell me one thing about yourself that no one else knows." He’s silent for a long moment, pondering my offer. Eventually he quirks his fingers at me. "Lean closer." Bracing myself against the table, I lean over it toward him, noting every detail about his face as I get closer. Every hair, every freckle. His beautiful is unimaginable. His breath warms my skin, dancing over my ear as I dip my head toward him. Will he kiss me, and make good on my sinful thoughts? His voice is like an erotic caress as he murmurs in my ear, "I'm a murderer."

She was back. She is innocent and beautiful. She was intimidated. He was ambitious. He is kind and handsome. He falls in love. In the sultry haze of passion’s fire, Two hearts collided, desire unbridled. Their love, a clandestine affair, Igniting flames that danced and swirled. Amidst tangled sheets and whispered vows, they wove a tale of stolen moments, Each touch a confession, each kiss a plea, To drown in the depths of their shared ecstasy. The moon bore witness to their stolen nights, As they traced constellations on bare skin, Their secrets etched in sweat and sighs, A love forbidden, yet impossible to rescind. But dawn arrived, cruel and unyielding, tearing them apart like fragile petals. Promises whispered, promises broken, Their hearts left bleeding, forever unsettled. And so, they became ghosts of passion, haunted by memories of that steamy affair, Their love a bittersweet ache, a silent confession, In the quiet hours when the world ceased to care. For love, once ignited, never truly dies, It lingers in the shadows, a smoldering flame, A testament to the heat of their stolen nights, A tale of love after a steamy affair, untamed.

After I got pregnant, I witnessed my boyfriend's grandmother's death. She left behind a secret, and now, everyone who knows that secret is dead. First, it was my boyfriend's father who died. My boyfriend's mother followed soon after. Lastly, my boyfriend died too. He ended his life by overdosing right before my eyes. The media went wild. They dug obsessively for the truth. Again and again, the police summoned me for questioning. Online hate toward me was overwhelming. Everyone wants to know what the secret is. People claim I cursed my boyfriend's entire family to death, just to keep the secret to myself. I stay silent, never saying a word in defense of myself. On the seventh day after my boyfriend had passed, I spot someone at his funeral. At that moment, I place my hand on my swollen belly. I am utterly calm and at peace. It is time for me and my child to die too.

In the depths of the MoonRiver Forest, where wolves rule beneath the pale light of the goddess, one name strikes fear into every heart—Alpha Draven, the Beast of the Silver Vale. Ruthless. Beautiful. Cursed. His power is unmatched, his heart forever frozen. When the Moon Goddess binds him to Lillieth, a fragile and bullied omega from the lowest ranks of the pack, the bond feels like a cruel joke. The pack laughs. Draven rages. And Lillieth’s life becomes a waking nightmare. She is mocked, beaten, and shunned—her wolf silent, her hope fading. Every day is another test of how much she can endure before she breaks. Yet beneath her suffering, something ancient stirs—a forgotten Luna’s bloodline, a power older than the moon itself. When blood is spilled and secrets rise, Lillieth will discover that even a broken Luna can burn kingdoms to the ground… and that sometimes the monster destined to destroy you is the only one who can set you free.

My husband's beloved lover suffered from menstruation complications. A traveling doctor claimed that a fresh placenta was needed to cure her. His gaze fixated on my seven-months-pregnant baby bump. And thus, I was pinned down on the bed as they ripped the placenta from my body. My son was carelessly tossed aside. He didn't even get the chance to cry before his tiny body fell silent forever. My husband pinched his nose in disgust, frowning as he looked at me—bleeding out, feebly reaching for my child. “It’s just a premature baby. He'll be fine after a few days of care. Why are you making such a fuss? Sandra is waiting for her medicine." He left and locked the door behind him without looking back. He claimed it was a lesson I needed to learn. By the time he finally remembered us, my son and I had long since bled dry, our bodies cold and stiff.

“I Alpha Jeremy Brooks reject you Lilith Gutierrez as Luna. You couldn’t fulfill your duties as a Luna, and I reject you. From now on you won’t be the Luna of Alpha Jeremy Brooks, you won’t be the Luna of Shadowed Moon.” ---- Lilith was the most disadvantaged Beta in her pack and was betrayed by her own Mate and Companion in her pack house. For years she suffered silent abuse at the hands of her mate. Despite the life she lived, she dreamed of two things. She escaped from her silver prison and took refuge in the human world with a Lycan. She unfortunately found a second chance in the Lycan, and she rejected it, but soon regretted it. Her rejection was followed by the terror that almost took her life. It was Jeremy Brooks' mastermind. Now Lilith has a chance to keep her great secret while Lycan must fight to gain her trust and make her accept him as her mate. How could it be? And Why Jeremy Brooks send her a terrors?

"I want you... Wolf," She whispers sweetly, taking my bottom between her teeth and she lightly sucks on it with a moan leaving her lips. She releases my lip, her hands move to the buckle of my slacks and she loosens it. I clamp my eyes shut, leaning my head against the doorframe with a silent plea hanging on the tip of my tongue that I don't lose contro,l and take her like a savaged beast. --- LOVING wolf was like a chaotic thunderstorm engulfing me. He was beautiful, unpredictable, and brutally ruthless. Someone like me doesn't belong in his world. Used as a pawn, I find myself falling into the wrong hands time and time again. BUT I always end back up in the hands that make my body burn with fever, my heart pound with desire, and my blood boil, with contempt. He is my Wolf, and I am his Red to our screwed-up fairytale love story.