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"You're mine, cara mia. All of you…" Stephan whispered huskily into my ear. I could feel the warmth of his breath against my skin, sending shivers down my spine. I could smell the faint scent of his cologne, mixed with the heady aroma of sweat and desire. His large, strong hands were wrapped around my body, one of them trailing slowly down my thigh. I felt completely consumed by him, unable to escape the heat of his touch. My heart was pounding… “But I have a fiance." Although I was loving every moment of this, I couldn't bring myself to accept what he laid before me. “And he loves me so much, Stephan. I can't do this to him. I—” His next response left me in bewilderment. “Shssh—” He hushed me, placing a finger across my lips. "I'll pay him off…" •••••••• Even though I knew it was wrong, I felt my heart racing at the thought of him. I was engaged to someone else, a kind and caring college student who had always been there for me. But this man, this powerful and mysterious billionaire, had awoken something in me that I couldn't ignore. I knew that I was playing with fire, and that it could all go up in wild flames. But I was willing to take the risk, because I knew that this was something I had to explore. Every inch of it. I had to find out what lay at the end of this dangerous path

Aisling Maverick life becomes living hell when her mate Azelaic Rowen who was a beta disappear from her life without any trace. Aisling was left heartbroken but with only one choice to return to her pack, to family. Being the weakest omega in her pack she faced a lot of backlash from the pack members and from her father but Aisling's life took a unexpected turn when she met Archard harvest. The ruthless heir of Dark wolves Pack. Aisling unknownly, challenge him and found herself in the plan of him. The lights above me began to flicker. A few seconds later, the lights went out, turning the hallway utterly dark, which made me stop from running because I couldn't see anything. " No..No…No… Not now, please goddammit!" I thought. Suddenly, a sharp pain cuts through my thoughts, a hand that grips my arm and squeezes too tight. It's Him. He caught me and I felt an inmes pressure on my arm and had a vise-like grip on my arm. He could rip my arm out of my torso.My heart was pounding out of my chest. He could hear it. The only thing I could see was his glowing eyes in the dark void. His eyes were devastated. Large, dark, and inviting, they were the sort of open windows that decent people draped. I was so caught up in them that I forgot about my pain for a moment

Mason Grady has it all. At 21-years-old, he is popular, handsome, and when he graduates from the Star Academy, a werewolf college based in New Hampshire, he will be the Alpha of a large pack. Asha Martin has lost everything. When she was seven, she watched her mother, a rogue werewolf, get killed by a mysterious creature in the New England forests. Now, at 19-years-old, she lives in London, with her aunt, and has no ties to the place where she was born. Until a letter from her deceased mother arrives. This mysterious letter steers Asha to the Star Academy, and that is where she meets the enigmatic and charismatic Mason Grady, who is convinced that he has met Asha before. Mason and Asha grow closer and closer as Asha tries to unravel the secrets of her mother’s death, while Mason tries to figure out what Asha means to him, and why she’s so important to him. As Asha digs deeper into her own past, and her mother’s past, she’ll learn that her past and future is deeply intertwined with that of the Star Academy and Mason’s pack. Danger lurks around every corner as Asha’s investigations uncover the truth of the past, and Mason is determined to protect Asha from whatever comes out of the dark, even if he has to protect her from his own pack. What will Asha do when she learns the real truth behind her mother’s death? And will Mason still become Alpha after they uncover the truth? And how will the two young lovers handle it when the ultimate danger comes at them, searching for blood?

A captive of the powerful Alpha King, Dragana, a witch of royal Slavic descent has been tasked to find the ruthless alpha his mate. If she fails, A ruthless Alpha King is not going to stop at anything to secure his succession, his crown and heir, even if that included taking Dragana as his breeder, against her will. Time was running out and despite everything, she has found herself in the center of war, temptation, death and love. ************************************************************************** I dreamt of her lips.. I could not get that from my head, even in the dream.. Rolling over, I could almost sense faint scent of her on my bed.. My cock was hard again, and the only thing to do now was to rub one out.. Large, hard and sticking out, I grabbed it, thinking of her lips.. Sliding my hand up and down I imagined Dragana’s wet pussy, her juices flowing down, her taking me and screaming my name.. I could see her silver eyes ripe with satisfaction, her biting her lip all while I thrust deeper and deeper inside, making her take my full length… I thrust my cock again in my hand imagining being inside her.. She as a virgin, so she must be tight.. no man before me had her.. to that thought, I simply exploded all over again.. I will have her, I said to myself.. I want her and I will have her, heir or not, mate or not..

"I, Jayson Williams, disclaim and reject you as an alpha of the WhiteHind park and would henceforth cease to be recognized as one" announced Jayson, not once looking at Alec's face. The park murmured. Alec's fist hardened, the hairs on his arms and face stood up and grew longer. He looked scary. This cannot be happening. He thought. His father has ripped him of the position of an alpha because he had lost the fight to his beta, Devon The members of the park that had gathered, moved back in fear as Alec grew more ferocious. He was beginning to transform. His hands first turning into claws, he threw it at a member behind him and scratched his face. Blood gushed out of the injury. Others held the injured one as they drew back in fear, not wanting to fight him. Alec's temper was uncontrollable. He could shape shift when overwhelmed by it. He was the most powerful wolf and alpha they have ever seen. His strength was unmatched He threw another arm again and caught another member by his chest, he drew him close and hit him hard on the face with a large paw He growled as his body kept changing. He threw the almost unconscious member on the ground. He winced in pain No one dared to go close to the helpless wolf on the floor Alec has gone rogue. They all thought. Only three days ago, he was announced the new alpha of the White Hind park But how? How did he lose the fight to his father's beta?

'God, I'm late again!' Jane thought as she hurried through the streets. 'Mr. Smith is going to be so mad!' She decided to take a shortcut through some back alleys that she would normally rather avoid. Suddenly, she heard a series of whimpers, thumps, and yelps coming from another alley nearby. It sounded like a dog in pain, being beaten by something heavy 'Maybe if I make a noise, whatever is attacking that dog will get scared and run.' She stopped. She had just peaked her head around the corner and saw not one but two . . . men? . . . standing at the other end of a dead-end alley and overlooking a very large, furry pile of animals that seemed to be twitching. Normally, Jane would have been filled with terror at that moment, but terror was normally reserved for those with something to lose. There was a part of Jane, however, that still clung to the charade that was her life. Her hands began to tremble and her lungs released a scarcely audible gasp. Then the two standing figures turned and faced the end of the alley where Jane was hiding. "I'm going to call the police!" she shouted, lacking anything better to say. One of the figures shook his head and smiled. All his teeth seemed to be far too pointy. "That would be a very . . . terrible . . . mistake," he hissed, his words escaping his mouth like dead air from a pharaoh's tomb. And then both of them headed towards her at an inhuman pace. "No," one of them rasped. "Finish it. I'll get the girl." The other one stopped and snarled some kind of response.

Liliana Ross' life was never meant to turn out like this. By twenty-one, she should have celebrated her birthday with her best friend. By twenty-one, she should have been mated to her fiancé. By twenty-one, she should have been the Luna of the Emerald Pack. But by twenty-one, she is none of these things. Instead, by twenty-one, Liliana Ross becomes a slave…only to be rescued by the Alpha King, who declares her to be his Luna Queen. Believing it to be true love, she follows him, unaware of his immense deception. Liliana is forced to accept three mates, all of whom harbors hatred towards the others. Plunged into a life of secrets and lies, she begins to question everything she thought she knew. Only one thing is certain; she must help mend the frail brotherhood of her three mates, or risk losing everything she holds dear. ****** "Please," I beg. "I can't.” Landon strokes his long fingers through my hair, his touch igniting a flame of desire within me. Invisible flames dance on my skin and my thighs throb with need. He leans in and inhales my hair slowly before lifting his head to ask Kaden whose large hands are on my waist, keeping me in my kneeling position. "What say you, brother? Shall we mark her tonight?” A growl erupts from Evander who watches us silently from the side. He strides over, grabs my chin and forces my head up. "Yes, we will make her ours tonight.”

"Where have you been hiding, little wolf?" He stared at me with his amber eyes, a vicious smile on his lips. I faced him, chin held high. "Move out of my way." "I could kill you, you know..." His fingers dipped to my inner thighs before his hands came to rest at the joint between my legs and hips, and his fingers squeezed. His large hands moved over my breasts and stomach, running over my skin as if it was made from the softest velvet. then he whispered words into my ear". ____ Lola is a wolf shifter who is cursed and wants to leave the confines of Wolf Creek. During the First Moon Ceremony, she discovers that Tyler Grant, the man who has caused her pain in the past, is her true mate and the future leader of her pack. Although fate seems cruel, Lola learns of a rumor that a mating bond could break her curse. Despite daring to hope, Tyler betrays Lola and shatters her dreams. Left beaten and abandoned, Lola comes across a mysterious feral shifter who agrees to help her. However, this help comes at a high price that Lola is unsure she wants to pay. Lola realizes that she can only trust herself when her former pack begins to hunt her down. She believes that having friends is not worth the pain because she has been betrayed by everyone she has known. Despite her mother's warnings, Lola is determined to uncover the truth about her father and embarks on a journey.

Rafael is still here. I felt his hands wrap around my waist—his body pressing against mine. A sudden thrust nudged my nightie up into a dangerous territory. I pulled away, turning to face him—he was stark naked. His large, heavy penis swayed as he moved. I blinked, stunned. I scratched my forehead and sighed, “What is your problem?” He smirked. “You’re my problem.” --- They were in the bed, The shower, The balcony—but of course, the rain had its temper, and the thunder and lightning did their work... The floor, the coffee table, the wall, and back to the bed... Her weight pressed against him. They’d wanted each other for a long time— To feel, to smell, to fuck. Her legs locked tightly around his waist, Both hands on his chest, neck, and shoulder. His left hand clenched the bed, holding his weight, His other hand caressing her breast—warm, sensual, igniting desire and excitement. He drove his penis slowly, in and out of her, Covered in the slick, milky mix of semen and vaginal mucus. Their movements were freer now than when they started hours ago. The thunderstorm lingered, Creating the perfect atmosphere for their passionate lovemaking. The rain masked their moans and groans— But her screams leaked through, raw and breathless. **** Revenge and violence wraps around a handful of hated dark romance. A powerful woman struggles to find her son while being hurt and bedded by the man who might be behind her sorrow. ****

Don Matteo DiCarlo is a ruthless mafia lord, feared across the city for his power and cold heart. When a wealthy businessman, Richard Thornton, defaults on a large loan, Matteo is dispatched to collect the debt. Upon arriving at Thornton’s mansion, Matteo is met with the grim realization that the once-wealthy tycoon is now nothing more than a broke fool, living far beyond his means by borrowing money from the wrong people. Desperate to save face, Richard offers his most precious asset—his daughter, Isabella—as payment. Matteo is initially repulsed by the idea. Isabella is soft, delicate, and far too weak for someone like him. She's the very picture of vulnerability, and Matteo has no patience for weakness. However, as the days pass and Matteo spends more time in her presence, he finds himself drawn to her in ways he can’t explain. Isabella, though fragile in appearance, hides a fierce resilience beneath her gentle exterior. The more Matteo tries to keep his distance, the more he’s tempted by the soft touch of her skin, the innocence in her eyes, and the way she challenges his cold exterior without even trying. As their relationship heats up, Matteo must battle his growing attraction to the woman he initially deemed unworthy. But Isabella has her own secrets and desires, and the line between debt and desire begins to blur as their chemistry intensifies, testing both their limits. In a world of power, corruption, and deceit, will Matteo be able to claim what is his without losing himself in the process? Or will Isabella be the one to change the Don’s heart forever?