Levin Anna Karenina

This book is made up of three parts featuring three different couples. The First book ( Alpha Maddox's Mortal Temptation) is the prelude to the second and third book). Camille is done with small-town dreams. Stuck waitressing in Mystic Falls with no money, no degree, and no way out, she’s desperate for a spark, something to make her feel alive again. She just never expected that spark to come in the form of a dangerously sexy stranger. When Maddox and his mysterious crew ride into town, everyone whispers they’re a biker gang. But there’s something different about them, something wild, primal… and powerful. From the moment Camille meets , an electric desire burns between them. But Maddox isn’t human. He’s a werewolf, the alpha of his pack and the very man who made the law that no shapeshifter can ever be with a human. Haunted by the ghosts of the Great War, Maddox is trying to protect his pack and rebuild a life. Yet Camille’s scent, her strength, and her fire unravel everything he’s fought to control. As darkness creeps into Mystic Falls, threatening to destroy them both, Maddox must face an impossible choice: Break his own rule… or lose the woman who’s become his reason to fight. The Second book features Alpha Lucien Grayson (werewolf) and Seraphine Vale (vampire). It's a fierce enemies to lovers, marriage of convenience book. The third book features Alpha Zane Nightclaw (werewolf) and Anna Holt (hybrid, half human and half werewolf). it's a forced proximity book.

I wheel myself into the birthday celebration that Wales Price has thrown for me. The atmosphere is originally lively, but a brief silence descends when everyone sees me. The guests are there for different purposes, but celebrating my birthday is not one of them. "Is that Mr. Price's crippled fiancée, Joey Hertza?" "Yeah, but the one he really loves is Anna Giovanni. I saw them kissing in a corner earlier." They use their wine glasses to block their mouths as they speak loudly. They think I'm still the crippled deaf I used to be. They don't know that I regained my hearing last week. I can hear every mocking comment they make. Meanwhile, Wales stands there and allows it to happen. He doesn't stop the guests from talking about me. He seems to have forgotten that I only ended up like this while protecting him. I shoved him away when the accident happened and got trapped underneath the car myself. When I was rescued, Wales swore to stay with me and care for me for life. It's only been three short years since then, but he's already changed. I receive a message on my phone. "Ms. Hertza, the lifelike corpse that you've ordered is now complete. Reply to this message with your confirmation, and your death-faking service will be immediately effective. We will send the corpse to your and Mr. Price's wedding in five days." I don't even hesitate as I reply with my confirmation. Enjoy your wedding, Wales.

Claire Fort is a nerd girl, and she is always getting bullied by her high school friends. On her 18 birthday, she wishes that she suffer will be over and there was someone that will help her life. However, there is a popular student and a jock named Jake who always helps her with any struggle. Jake falls in love with Claire at the first sight and is willing to do anything to protect her from all the fellow students who kept bullying her. Then there was an incident that shocked Claire. Her mother Anna was remarried, and she never thought that she would have a stepbrother who turned out to be her bully Ethan Greenwood, Ethan is the most handsome, mysterious, and charismatic student from Claire's high school, and he was her mate. Ethan always rejected Claire, even though he had the vision that Claire was his mate, but he disliked her because she has a weird fashion sense and seemed so nerd, and he kept bullying her. Until finally, Claire entirely changes herself and gains much attention from all the people. But this makes Ethan completely attracted to her, he wants to merge with her, and he is willing to do anything to get together with Claire as his fate mate. But it doesn't stop there, there are so many struggles that Claire has to face in her life. Including the curse that she received from the evil witches and only the two Alphas who can help her. That's Ethan and Jake.

Leo Lovera was a capo, and he always thought I was just a housewife who couldn’t survive without him. He brought a woman, Sophia Costa, back to the estate. He dressed her in my silk robes, doused her in my perfume, and then pretended like he was being thoughtful by offering me a bowl of stew with only a few slices of meat. Leo scowled at me and snapped, “Sophia’s kind-hearted. Don’t be ungrateful. If it weren’t for the fact that you have no family, I’d have thrown you into the sea to feed the fish a long time ago.” No family? I laughed. He had no idea I was the daughter of the Orlen Family's Don, a Mafia princess in every sense. To honor a five-year agreement with the Don, I had been living under a hidden identity, keeping all my sharp edges carefully tucked away. He had said that for five years, I had to live as a normal woman and protect the Family’s territory. I couldn't ever truly inherit his empire without doing so. Five years. And today was the last day. Leo had just shattered that agreement with his own hands. In doing so, he freed me. I pulled out the satellite phone and dialed a number. Ten minutes later, the Family’s legal counsel arrived, flanked by men in black suits. They knocked on the door, and Bruce Sinclair bowed to me the moment he stepped inside. “Principessa Anna, the Don has entrusted the estate to you.”

“MATE!” Marion screamed excitedly. “Oh my gosh, Jimmy is our mate!” I was excited; happy even that this was the grande present the moon goddess had in store for me. This out- of- a- fairytale concept that was about to turn my life around for good but--- “I Jimmy Flicher of the Night gazer pack hereby reject you, Anna Jenson as my mate” My dream, my hopes were all shattered in that moment there and then. The moment of shock only lasted for just a short while before I felt a great and unbearable. Clenching to my chest as I slowly fell to the ground, I watched as jimmy turned away from me without unfeeling, leaving me alone by the doorstep. I gasped as I struggled to make my way back to father but it was to no avail. I’d given up all will to struggle back to my feet and remain on the ground but a loud sound; like a Vaseline crashing to the ground behind me jolted me up. On getting to my feet and looking back, I saw father on the floor. Adding two and two together, I knew he must have seen Jimmy reject me and that had caused him to pass out. I’d immediately rushed over to his side, shaking him fervently, imagining the worst. “Father! Father, wake up!” But he didn’t budge and with that, I was left with no choice than to call the ambulance which brings me to how I got to this hospital. Today was my birthday, the day Jimmy rejected me, the day father passed out from shock, the day I would never forget in my life.

My husband had a severe addiction for physical intimacy. However, in the seven years of our marriage, he never touched me, not even once. To suppress his urges, he soaked himself in bone-chilling ice water every night. His arms were covered in needle marks from constant injections. It broke my heart to see him like that. I offered myself to him many times, but he insisted on simply giving me a restrained kiss on the forehead before saying, “Don’t be silly, Summer. I’m not like those animals. How could I ever bear to hurt you? For you, I’d gladly live the rest of my life in a platonic marriage.” This strange, almost obsessive restraint of his lasted seven years. Despite the numerous times he pushed himself far enough to end up hospitalized, he still refused to cross that line. Then, on our wedding anniversary, a young woman named Anna Brandt came in for her ninth hymen restoration surgery. After the anesthetic was administered, her cheeks flushed red. As her mind grew hazy, she started crying weakly like a lost kitten. Looking at the love bites scattered across her body, I shook my head and assumed she was just another girl who had gone astray. That was until I heard her last tearful whisper. “John Shaw, you jerk.” My hand trembled and I nearly dropped the scalpel. Because my husband’s name also was John Shaw.

‎ ‎Legacy of Greed and Love ‎Two generations, one family legacy, and a web of love, betrayal, and ambition. ‎In the past, three friends—Jessica Hale, Suzan Lester, and Katey Cordova—share bonds tested by jealousy and family rivalries. When Jessica falls in love with the wealthy Ryan Leonard, Katie’s envy ignites a chain of deceit that shatters lives. Threats, forged documents, and deadly schemes result in the deaths of Jessica’s parents, Mr and Mrs Cardova and Ryan, leaving Jessica and her children to inherit not only wealth but also the shadows of the past. ‎In the present, Alexa Leonard, heiress to the Gresham Building fortune, and Jason Anderson, son of Suzan Lester, are forced into marriage—Alexa to protect herself from relentless threats, and Jason to fulfill his late mother’s dying wish. Their union brings together two young heirs entangled in lingering vendettas, family secrets, and schemes from the bloodline of Katie Cordova. ‎Meanwhile, Sydney Stones, Katie’s daughter, obsessed with Jason, hatches a plan to destroy Alexa and seize her inheritance, enlisting Anna Strickland to betray her friends. Alexa, with the unwavering support of her elder brothers, Her husband and loyal friends Barbara Smith and Jace, Jason's twin brother, must navigate deception, survive threats, and secure her family’s legacy. ‎As past and present collide, loyalties are tested, secrets are revealed, and the stakes grow higher. In the end, justice prevails for the villains, while Alexa, Jason, their siblings and her Best friend, Barbara fight for love, friendship, and a peaceful future—proving that while history may haunt, courage and resilience can triumph. ‎ ‎

That night, Liam served me my usual evening tea. I trusted him completely—he was my mate, after all, and a respected healer of Thornpack. I shouldn't have. When I woke up the next morning, my head was spinning. The special safe where I kept the morphing inhibitor—the one I'd spent my entire savings to import from Europe for our daughter Isla—was empty. Racing to the healing center, I found Liam celebrating. He was handing out moon-blessed wine, beaming with pride as Natalie's daughter Anna showed off her perfect transformation. My inhibitor had been used on his first love's pup instead of our own daughter. The shock triggered something in my brain. When I collapsed, they diagnosed me with the rare tumor that plagued our kind. Without inhibitors, I couldn't stop Isla's transformation that came early, her six year old body couldn't handle the massive wolf form and the force ripped through her young body. And I, for one, don't even have enough money to keep her in a treatment center. She died in my arms three days later, her little claws drawing blood as the pain overwhelmed her. Until her last breath, she kept asking why Papa hadn't come. Now, in my cold, empty home, with the white porcelain urn containing her ashes on the table, I touch her and decide to sever our partnership.

On the day Tristan Spallone, the head of a mafia family, and I mark our fifth wedding anniversary, the manager of the Spallone family vault calls. Something that was stored away for a long time has finally come due, and Tristan is to retrieve it. He's so busy that he barely has a moment to breathe, so I go in his place. What I bring back is an old roll of film. The manager warned me that if it wasn’t developed soon, its age might cause it to be ruined beyond recovery. But when I have them developed, frame after frame is filled with Winnie Leigh, his first love. Her smile looks so sweet in those pictures that they nearly suffocate me. What about me, one may ask? I never once appeared on his albums. The office door slams open. Tristan bursts in, already out of breath. "Anna, is your life really so empty that you have to dig through mine?" I turn toward him, the man who's usually so composed. I neither question him nor break down. Instead, I speak slowly. "We're getting a divorce." Tristan frowns and thrusts the stack of photos into the shredder. He then looks back at me. "They're gone. Do you still want a divorce?" A bitter smile tugs at my lips. "Yes."

On the day of my wedding, I immediately recognized that the masked man before me, Wyatt Sterling, was an impostor. I said nothing. I smiled and went through with the ceremony. This was because, in my previous life, I had exposed the fake groom publicly, forcing Wyatt to return and marry me against his will. That very night, his childhood sweetheart and cousin swallowed gold and took her own life. When Wyatt heard the news, he showed no grief. He cursed her for dying. After our marriage, he treated me with devotion, or so it seemed. I poured money from my family into the failing Sterling family, helping him rise bit by bit. However, on the day I was seven months pregnant, he personally had me dragged to the top of Astraeus Tower, the tallest building in the capital. There was no warmth left in his gaze. "If you hadn't forced me to come back to that wedding, Becky wouldn't have died. "Anna, why should you get to live in peace and happiness? I want you to feel the same despair she felt when she died." Then he pushed me. From that towering height, I fell. My body shattered on impact. Two lives were lost. When I opened my eyes again, I was back there on my wedding day. This time, I pretended not to know and married the impostor. I wanted to see, without the Larson family's wealth behind him, how he planned to save a house already on the brink of collapse.