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You think that iron gate was the warning? Baby, that was just the foreplay. Fire and Fang only gets hotter, dirtier, and far more dangerous from here. Lily isn’t just wandering into a dark estate—she’s about to be devoured. Link is all muscle, ink, and a mouth that promises ruin. And when he takes her? It’s not sweet—it’s filthy, rough, and fucking addictive. But she won’t just be his. Salma’s hands? Her mouth? They’ll show Lily just how good it feels to be wanted by more than one. To be touched everywhere—together. This isn’t about falling in love. This is about being worshipped, owned, wrecked. About waking up dripping, breathless, still aching for more. If you’re ready for bodies crashing, teeth sinking, and heat that doesn’t let up—keep turning the pages. Because, darling, the real sin is just getting started.

My mate and my own brother both fell for a low-born Omega. My mate, Kael, kept delaying our Mating Ceremony. “Elara, you were born to be the perfect Luna. She… she has nothing. Just give it time, okay?” My brother, Liam, broke the vow he made to our dying mother. “Dahlia is so helpless, Elara. My duty to protect you extends to her. She needs it more.” On our birthday, Kael chose to comfort a hysterical Dahlia. On the anniversary of my mother's death, Liam was with Dahlia, getting her newly adopted pet treated at the vet. And when they stood on stage with her at the Wolf Summit, accepting the strategic planning award that was mine… I severed my link to the pack and left for good. But when they finally realized they could no longer feel my presence… The two men who cast me aside for a lowborn Omega tore the world apart, desperate for just one trace of me.

**Trigger warning** Parts of this book may be difficult for people to read. Forced to become the King’s personal slave after she is the only she-wolf to emerge from the mating labyrinth without her mate, Natalia tried to make the best of her situation. The King fell in love with her and vowed to make her his Queen. But little did they both know that there were those that did not want to see a former slave become Queen. Natalia is murdered as she screams through the mind link for help. After her death she finds herself in front of the Moon Goddess herself instead of in the afterlife. Selene offers her a second chance at life. A chance to defeat those that want to destroy the kingdom. But she doesn’t know where to start or what to do. She awakens to find herself a lowly Omega once again. Can she make the right choices that will not only save her life but the future of the Kingdom? Or will she end up with the same fate?

Meeting a mystery stranger turned her life upside down. She never knew a love like the one she felt for him but it was all ripped away by lies. uncovering the truth ripped her life apart and put her life in danger, but would she survive? could she be find the happy ending she spent her childhood reading about?

Book 2 in the Under the Moon Series: Zach is a young adult werewolf who had lost almost his entire family when he was still a child, only he and his mother escaped the Hunters that had tracked them down and slaughtered them all. They managed to find a safe place to live with a large group of other supernatural beings but it was never the same as being part of a pack. According to his mother, somewhere out there is his destined mate and wanting to find a new pack to live with, Zach goes off in search of them. Rem is a young adult whose family's bloodline has always been Hunters. He is brash, stubborn, often gets himself into trouble and can generally rub people the wrong way with his smart- attitude. Very few people see his softer side. So what happens when your destined mate is the one meant to hunt you down and kill you? Well, Zach is about to find out! Part 2 of Under the Pale Moon but featuring different characters and can be read as a stand-alone story. Book 1: Under the Pale Moon Book 2: Under the Blue Moon Book 3: Under the Crimson Moon: A Dragon's Pride

My husband, Clement Norman, promised to make up for our missed honeymoon. It was five years late, but I was still excited. I got ready and really looked forward to it. But right before we boarded the plane, I realized there was someone extra in our group—Clement's childhood friend, Madison Bowen. He explained half-heartedly, "Madison's never been abroad before. I figured we could bring her along." I wasn't thrilled, but when I spoke up, he made it sound like I was being dramatic. "Are you jealous of our relationship because you didn't grow up with a proper family? I see her as a sister. You wouldn't get it—you grew up an orphan." I chose to stay quiet, not wanting to ruin our honeymoon. But we encountered an avalanche halfway through the trip. My leg got stuck deep in the snow, and I couldn't move. And the first thing Clement did was grab Madison's hand and run. He didn't even look back.

She was never supposed to fall for him. Ava thought spending one quiet summer in Pasadena with her brother would be safe, ordinary—forgettable. Then she met Christien. Cold. Silent. Dangerous in a way no one explained out loud. The kind of man people lowered their voices around… and warned her about without ever saying why. He was her brother’s best friend. And the worst mistake she could make. Because Christien wasn’t just rich—he was controlled. Raised in a world where love was weakness, and weakness didn’t survive. Behind his perfect, untouchable image was a life built on pressure, violence, and expectations that didn’t allow failure. He should have stayed away from her. She should have stayed afraid of him. But every stolen glance, every accidental touch, every moment they pretended didn’t matter… started breaking the rules. Until Ava uncovered what he really was hiding. And by then, it was already too late. In Christien’s world, love doesn’t save you. It destroys you.

​"Your father doesn’t own you anymore, Velvet… I do. Every breath. Every moan. Every dripping inch of you. ​I’ve spent years dreading the return of the Wolf. ​To the world, Xavier Mattoe is my stepbrother. To me, he is the predator who has been stalking me from the shadows since I was a child. Now that I’m eighteen, the game of cat and mouse is over. ​When the Bratva storms our gala, the mask finally slips. My father didn't just lose his money; he sold my soul to settle a debt. But Xavier has a different contract. One signed in ink, blood, and a "Velvet" obsession that borders on insanity. ​He’s taller, darker, and more dangerous than any Russian hitman. And he has a choice for me: The gun or the ring. ​I thought I wanted to be free. But as the world burns around us, I’m starting to realize that the only thing more terrifying than being Xavier's prisoner... is wanting to stay. ​He is the villain of my story, and I am his filthy little secret READY To BURN FOR YOUR STEPBROTHER?💋 (One click and you’ll never escape his touch.)

She heard the door click open but it wasn't Nicolai. It was lucifer. Her eyes widened in fear as she got up from the bed. Lucifer walked towards her and she stepped back, her eyes started watering recollecting the event of this morning. She tried to run out of the room but lucifer catched her and locked her in his arms. "Shh... I am not going to hurt you, stop struggling..." She stilled hearing his angry voice. Even if he didn't wanted to hurt her, She wasn't ready to trust him. Lucifer let her go and started stripping, her heart started racing seeing that and she ran towards the door but it was locked. She tried to open it but couldn't. Her lips trembled as she felt his breath on her neck. "You can't escape from us, baby... Never..." He lifted her up walking towards the bed and she started struggling. Lucifer gently placed her on the bed and by now she was a crying mess. He was only in his trousers and that was not helping her either. ******** Three evil hybrids and one innocent mate. How is it going to work? But they clearly know that she is innocent but not weak...

At three in the morning, I stare at the unknown transaction record on my phone screen, my fingertips turning cold. The record is for a payment of 2980 dollars, made for an executive suite at the Wisteria. The time of payment was 8:00 pm last night. My husband, Tristan Griffin, is a detective. He was on the night shift last night. I clutch my phone, my knuckles turning white as I text Tristan, "I just saw your credit card bill for a hotel stay last night. What's up with that?" His reply is instant. "Our team had to work overtime at the last minute, so they put us up at the hotel. I forgot to tell you about it." I scan the text and sputter. The Wisteria is located in the western region of the city, which is on the other end from where his squad is stationed. I don't press him for more details and click on the bank app on my phone. Having found the vendor's address through the payment record, I sent it to my best friend, Rowena Sheffield, who works as a private detective. She replies instantly with an "OK" emoji and follows up with, "Give me a second. I'll find out everything you want in a jiffy!"