Kiss Me Again

My blood ran cold. Not just because of the words, they’d done worse than the scheme. They mocked me. Rewrote my pain as a punchline. Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his. If this was a curse, I’d break it. If this was a second chance? I’d weaponize it. Let them laugh. Let them bask in their borrowed joy. Because from this moment on, I’m not playing the quiet, obedient pawn. I’m the storm they tried to silence. The reckoning wrapped in silk and scars. They don’t deserve peace. Not after what they did to me. I’ll make them feel it. The same agony, the same betrayal. No, worse. Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.

I am Ebony Bronfall, Luna of the Crescentmoon Pack. A human. I thought I achieved what no one achieved before. I was a human and the Luna of a powerful pack; it wasn't for everyone to achieve what I did. But it turned out I was merely a pawn for him to use. Frederick betrayed me the worst betrayal in my life. He told me I was his mate, made me fall in love with him, used me for everything I could offer and tossed me when I was of no longer use to him. Even the best friend I thought she was, she was his true mate and they were playing me like a fool. At the end, it's not about what I have or what I have accomplished, it's all about what I can still offer to him and I had nothing to offer anymore. At the last moments of my life, I learnt that I wasn't even his true mate. He was lying to me all along. I regretted giving him everything, my time, my energy, my body, my life… ...I received nothing in exchange. All because I loved him with everything I had. When my life shut down and I thought I was gone, everything reverted back to when I was still in high school. Time reversed and I was again the eighteen years old girl struggling to survive. I was given a chance to start all over again. "I gave too much and now, it's time to receive.”

️ Warning: This isn't a love story. This is sin. This is a game of betrayal, lust, obsession, possession, and fate wrapped in slick heat and dangerous hands. This book will leave you wet, aching, and rubbing your thighs while trying not to scream. You’ll hate yourself for loving it—and love yourself for coming back for more. If you're looking for gentle kisses and soft-spoken heroes, stop now. These men don’t stop when she cries. They don’t back down when she begs. And she doesn’t want them to. She wants them to ruin her. She wants to be dripping with the cum of one while the other slam inside her. She wants one claiming her left nipples while the other is by the right. Zevara isn't the most beautiful girl in the kingdom—but her body is fire, and her scent is a curse wrapped in temptation. The kind that drives even the strongest Alphas insane. All her life, she was told she’d be nothing but the Pack’s whore, just like her mother. She escapes to Eclipse Moon College, desperate for a new life, a future untouched by lust and shame. But when her scent hits the palace halls, all hell breaks loose. An ice-hockey prince. His powerful, dominant Alpha father. Two men, both cursed with longing. Both ready to go to war for her body. For her heat that captivates, corrupts and intoxicates. Zevara tries to fight her fate.… until she realizes she doesn’t want to. Now, she wants to be hunted. She wants to be the prize. She wants them to breed her... and break her. If you’re looking for gentle love, soft kisses, and easy happily-ever-afters—walk away. This is obsession. This is war. This is Breed Me, Break Me, Alphas.

"I'm so sorry for not fulfilling what you and your packs truly desire, Nathan. I love you. Truly am. But I did not expect my death would be the only solution in exchange to achieve that dream." Ellen continued sobbing as she tried to remove Nathan's grasp away from her. Nathan, on the other hand, kept his grasp tighter, having no plan to let go of Ellen no matter what. He had regretted letting her go in the past. This time, the only thing that remained real was Ellen. Their forbidden love story has undergone a few obstacles, even reaching the point they have disobeyed their wolf's principles. "Ellen, even if she makes me happy, my heart, body, and soul always long for you. But I have to uphold and ratify my name and the pack. She needs me. My pack needs me." "How am I supposed to understand and accept the truth that you are no longer mine, Ghino?" To Nathan's surprise, Ellen wrapped her arms around him.

After an abrupt stampede, Freya was hastily taken to the hospital, yet her mate Kingsley found solace in another woman. For three long years, Freya harbored the hope that her love would thaw Kingsley's icy heart, but alas, her yearning proved to be nothing more than a jest. She observed Kingsley showering the other woman with affection, and now, weary of unrequited devotion, she resolved to depart, vowing to reject him. However, the aloof Kingsley underwent an astonishing transformation, assuming a new persona as he fervently pursued Freya.

After fleeing the country, Julianne Averee Lustre is living the luxurious Parisian life along with her son. She run the beauty industry like nobody's business. Though she's a bit cautious. She doesn't want him to find her. Unfortunately for her, Hunter Grayson Huntington had found her. Trying to flee again, but he already caught up to her.

York Langston locked me up for six months. Word on the street was he dropped over 100 million to buy me my own private island. Security here? Tight enough to rival the White House. Even a bird that flew past the area would get shot down on sight. But what nobody knew… All that luxury people envied? To me, it was just a gilded cage. It wasn't until he found a woman who looked almost like me that his interest began to fade. One day, she stormed the island with a gang at her back while he was away. She slashed my tendons and carved up my face with a blade before locking me inside a cage with a rabid dog. I was barely breathing by the time York finally found me. "York, this woman thought she could fool you by imitating me? She must be a spy! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!"

She died in peace, guarding the river for three days and three nights, came to collect the body but not her husband - looking at the man gently kissed his swollen and rotting corpse, she shook in her heart, secretly promised: if she can be reborn, she must marry him! ...... Later, she was really reborn, but became his sister (⊙o⊙) Murong Cheng said, "If you dare to die to me again, I don't mind changing my mind and cavorting with a corpse." She can't cry, my brother! You've been a pervert for a long time, okay?

Anomalies were descending on the world when I got thrown into a horror dungeon. The problem? I was a hopeless romantic. An even bigger problem? The dungeon’s final boss turned out to be more of a lovesick idiot than I was. The moment he saw me, he practically begged to be my personal simp.. Me: Wait… we’re doing that already? The barrage of comments exploded: “Look at him. The mighty final boss is willing to be the third wheel.” “Sorry, sweetie, but our girl already has two anomalies in line. Even if he’s the boss, he still has to take a number.”

Hatice Natividad just wanted a fun night out with friends. But after a few too many drinks, someone dared her to kiss a random guy. Drunk and laughing, she did it. She kissed a stranger. He kissed her back. One thing led to another, and they ended up in bed. The next morning, Hatice woke up sore and confused. Beside her was a man. Naked. Asleep. She screamed. He opened his eyes. And to her horror, it was her cold, serious, and insanely attractive professor!