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"If I have to shoot you to save the lives of myriad, I will without a second thought." His grip tightened on my throat as he leaned forward, mere centimeters away from me, his warm breath licking my face. "Try it, love." "I will. Just you wait." *** Ambition or Love, what will win? A plague has enveloped the whole world into a tight embrace. Just few at different corners of the world succeeded at surviving; including them are the 94 people belonging to Charleston, Carolina. Among these survivors are two doctors; Amelia and her Junior, Erin. Amelia does not only play the part of being a doctor and an amiable friend, but also as a huntress who sets off to a menacing journey to hunt for the daily requirements. Everyday, when the sun sets off and the darkness drinks in the place, silence is followed and not even a whisper is heard as the 'Infected Creatures' starts to crawl out, bringing danger along. Whoever gets bitten by these creatures also gets infected, threatening the life. Unfortunately for The Beasts, (the group of humans with demon like minds and behind the commencement of the plague) the leader of their group, Jake gets bitten by his very own plagued creature. Emergency calls for a rush. This results in Amelia to get kidnapped in order to cure Jake, whom she abhors to her full, for being the cause of the almost ending of the world. She is forced to cure him, which she does, but in between sparks fly and heat intensifies. Jake helplessly falls in love with Amelia. With thousands of lives at risk, both of theirs desire of love keeps getting denser. Will Amelia be able to seal her desire and work on her ambition? What or Who will hinder her mission? Time to dig into the book!

I am the orphaned hybrid of a vampire and a werewolf. After my parents died, I was sent to the Silvermoon Pack, taken in by a distant relative on my father's side. They had three sons—triplets—each carrying the noble Alpha bloodline. In public, they were the epitome of grace and charm. But behind closed doors, they were my living nightmare. They despised me. To them, my blood was a stain, my existence a mistake. But in their world, I was more than just an outcast—I was prey. They made a bet: who would be the first to have me? To them, it wasn't just about desire. It was about possession, control. A way to chain me to them, to turn me into their plaything. They drugged me and watched as I collapsed at their feet, powerless, theirs to toy with as they pleased. In the end, they ruined me. Smeared my name until the whole pack sneered at me. Then came the bonfire festival. They tricked me away from the crowd and threw me into a pit—a collapsed silver mine, its air thick with toxic silver dust. Torches rained down, their flames licking at the walls, while the silver seeped into my body. It poisoned me slowly. Bit by bit, my body unraveled. And finally, my consciousness dissolved into the dark. But when I opened my eyes again, everything had reset. I had returned to the beginning. One of the triplets, Reine, smirked as he leaned in, his voice laced with amusement. "Ayla, what a beautiful name. May I invite you to the bonfire festival?" The bonfire festival? Of course. This time, let's make it your last night.

“The safe word is cherry, baby girl.” He husked as his fingers trailed down my heat, and I bit my lip seductively, raising myself as high as I could with being tied up. “Yes daddy.” I whispered, and a gasp left my lips as he sank his fingers deep into me, curling on my g-spot, then pulling out and licking my juices off his fingers. “Good girl.” Then he spanked my ass with the whip in his hand, and a scream left my lips as he rammed into me. Emma Williams had one goal in mind, taking down her abusive ex boyfriend who cost her her future and left her to bleed at the side of the road. She’s supposed to be dead, but wasn’t. With a new face and name, Emma made sure that she was going to make sure she ruined him, using his father. She wasn’t expecting a sexy as sin man to be the father of her ex, and one thing she also didn’t expect was wanting him with her every being. She thirsted for him, and with every touch and stroke, she slowly lost view of what she was fighting for. Dominic was ruin itself, she couldn’t have enough. It was almost enough for her to give up her goal of ruining his only son… Or was it?

In a world engulfed in blazing desires and searing conflicts, Rachel becomes a pawn in the hands of her ruthless father, sold to the fiery Alpha King, Brandon. Bound by marriage but consumed by despair, Rachel's world ignites with unexpected flames when she discovers her pregnancy. Determined to escape Brandon's fiery grip, she flees Pack Manowi, knowing she is just a breeding tool to him—a mere flicker in his blazing ambitions. Months later, as Brandon's regret scorches his soul, he realizes the inferno of memories with Rachel has sparked a love he cannot extinguish. Desperate to reclaim what he lost, he searches relentlessly, flames of remorse licking at his every step. It is under the scorching gaze of the full moon that fate fans the flames of their reunion. But as the embers of their love smolder, a new inferno rises. Kennedy, a captivating Alpha intertwined with Rachel's destiny, emerges from the flames, declaring his claim over her. "Rachel, I'm here to claim you as my mate!" his voice crackles with intensity, promising a different kind of blaze. Defying the scorching challenge, Brandon's voice cuts through the air, a defiant inferno in its own right. "No, Rachel! I am your mate. Not him! You're my fate!" His fiery determination reveals a depth of love that can't be extinguished.

Lyra's life was simple and predictable. As a beta, her duty was to serve the werewolf alphas - and that's all she ever knew. But when she starts to feel a forbidden attraction to her alphas, everything she thought she knew about herself and her world is turned upside down. But with their 21st birthday - and the day they'll meet their fated mate - fast approaching, she has to decide whether to give in to her forbidden desires, or risk losing everything she's ever known. Extract…….. “This is totally unrelated but… fuck, you look so hot when yelling at us!”. Ezra murmured, his eyes filled with lust. “I bet she’d look hotter, when bent over those desks!”. Silas smirks, licking his lips. “I disagree, I think she would look the hottest on those desk, her legs spread out wide while I eat her p*ssy hard like my life depends on it!”. Zayn growls lightly. Warning ⚠️ ⚠️⚠️: This is an erotic reverse harem with plot develop along the way.

This story is about the forbidden love of not only a Witch and Werewolf but a lesbian couple. It takes place in good New Orleans. Tala, witch and Luna, werewolf both undergo so much pressure in both their communities and when it is discovered they are not only interspecies but lesbians there they must really fight hard to sustain their love.

“Let me go!” I exclaim, attempting to free my writs from my chains. Alpha Archer only smirked in that same dark manner, pushing himself away from the wall his muscular body leant against. "I will of course release you from your chains, but in return, you will allow me to mark you right here and right now.” He explains, his voice sending intense shivers to run down my spine. “Fuck you! How many times do I have to say, I don’t want this! I’m not just going to allow you to place your mark on me where I'll be bound to you forever!” I shouted. “I thought you were going to say that little mate, which is why I have devised a plan to get around this issue.” He smirked, licking his lips while his eyes did rounds of my body; even though I was fully clothed, I felt naked under his gaze. *** Fern believed she had felt all the pain and despair a person could feel after having lost her mother in a vicious attack when she was only little. But for Fern, this only set her on the path of being one of the most powerful and determined she-wolves out there; nothing and no one could stand in her way. Until she crossed paths with a man known as Alpha Archer, one of the most feared men in all of werewolf history. So imagine her shock when the pair soon locked eyes and realised they were mates. Fern wanted nothing to do with the Alpha, but for Archer, she was all he could think about and crave. Kidnapping Fern during one of his many gruesome battles, they return to his pack, where the Alpha was soon to learn he had anything but a submissive mate.

Alicia Elrod, daughter of the Alpha of the Lightcrest Pack, has almost everything—prestige, beauty, and a loving mate. Her life takes a quick turn when someone robs the position she dreams of before her eyes, and her seemingly loving and kind mate suddenly rejects her. To top it off, a strange illness starts taking over her mind and body on the night of the full moon. As Alicia struggles to survive, a mysterious man appears in her life, serving as her only comfort. However, everything is merely a foretaste of the worst—meeting Alpha Alistair, the rumored tyrant who's hunting for a bride. "Marry me, Alicia." Alpa Alistair kisses the back of her hand. "I promise to treasure you for the rest of my life." "Why?" Alicia stares blankly at him. A hint of doubt spread across her face. Alpha Alistair cocks his head to the side as he leans closer to her ear. "Because you’re my mate. Why else?" Alicia scoffs. "I reject you, Alpha Alistair." "Well," he says, licking her earlobe before he continues. "I reject your rejection, mate."

When tradition and duty intertwine, the fiercely independent second princess of the Ravenscroft kingdom, Seraphina Lyonheart, finds herself thrust into a life she never desired. ***** Still licking the wounds instilled by a heartbreaking betrayal, Seraphina is married off as a substitute bride to Prince Xander, a man whose mere name was capable of instilling fear into the heart of people. Her betrothed, however, is mated and seems to hate her guts. Yet a fiery spirit burns within her as she yearns for the power to shape her own destiny. While enduring the harsh confines of her new life, Seraphina discovers a hidden world of rebel werewolves determined to overthrow the oppressive monarchy. Drawn to their cause, she secretly trains with the rebels, honing her strength and harnessing her latent powers. As her skills develop, Seraphina becomes a formidable force, ready to challenge the injustices perpetrated by the ruling elite. Amidst the brewing rebellion, Seraphina uncovers the truth about Prince Xander's intentions and as his mask of cruelty slips, she realizes that there may be more to their connection than she initially believed. Caught between her growing feelings for her husband and the rebellion's call for justice, Seraphina must navigate a treacherous path, torn between loyalty and her own desires. Will Seraphina's rebellion succeed in toppling the cruel monarchy and grant her the freedom she seeks? And can she reconcile her complicated feelings for the prince while staying true to the cause she believes in?

“Let me go!” He laughed, crimson bleeding into his irises and his fangs glinting with delight. Wrapping her legs around himself he cupped her behind that peeked from under the shorts she had on, licking at her ear, purring. “Did you like my presents?” Nyx scowled, pushing hard at his chest, hating the way her breath hitched in her throat from his touch, hating the little gasps that left her lips from the tingles she felt when his hands continued to graze her skin. “The flimsy clothes or the fact that you just turned me a feeder?” “Both. I thought you'd appreciate my gifts.” “Give me the antidote,” Draven cocked a brow, almost laughing at her pinced expression. Slowly bringing his face closer to hers, their lips merely inches apart he spoke, “Beg for it,” “You promised! You said you would give it to me!” “I didn't say when, did I? Maybe if you try to be a good little girl, I might as well be generous and offer you the cure you so desperately seek.” ††★★†† On the verge of the 21th century with vampires seizing power from humans, domineering them and plunging them back into the medieval times, Nyx a human hunter struggling to adapt to having the undead around becomes a vampire killer herself. Until she crosses path with the ever-so-deadly King of vampires, Draven. Claiming her under the ruse of a mate bond and condemning her to a life of slavery, he makes her the empire's whore. But as the pair grows close, Nyx slowly begins to pry off his bravado and shatter his world, opening the cold hearted vampire to a new kind of emotion. When the court demands a pure blooded queen, he knows he has more to protect than just the empire.