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Ira is the lowest-ranking wolf in the werewolf community. Bullied by her peers, maltreated by her guardian, and supposedly wolfless. When the werewolf coronation of the next king comes along, she is forced to attend as a servant of the royal family. Things take a drastic turn when she finds that she is mated to the Royal Alpha twins, who are said to be cursed and want nothing more than to protect and take what’s theirs.

"So Marcus, this is the end?” Mia asked, sad it would be the last time she lay in his arms. Marcus, with his last breath, muttered, “No, darling, this is only the beginning…” In life, they shared an unbreakable bond, loving each other unconditionally. In death, they took a sacred oath and swore to find each other again. When heirs to two rival vampire communities meet at a ceremony, Leo and Cris are instantly drawn to one another, haunted by flashes of memories of their past lives. Centuries ago, they died as lovers, bound by an ancient oath to reunite in their next lifetime. Now reborn, Mia as a different gender, into separate families with deep-rooted rivalry, rich traditions, power, and affluence, their souls recognize each other—but everything else stands in their way. Torn between duty, desire and age-long tradition, they must risk everything to reclaim a love that defies time, gender, and tradition - fighting enemies within and without.

“You saved my life. Name your price.” “Take responsibility for me.” Asaraiah Montova is the invisible daughter of a brutal mafia bloodline. Born from her father's affair, she survives abuse, cruelty, and betrayal in silence. Her only sanctuary? A shed hidden deep in their estate, until she finds a bloodied stranger inside. Malrik Kaine is the name whispered in fear. A vampire and the ruthless mafia boss of the Kaine Syndicate. Cursed. Untouchable. Dangerous. When she saves his life, he owes her a favor. She demands the unthinkable: marriage. What starts as a desperate bargain spirals into an obsession between a girl with nothing to lose and a man who has lost everything. What if the shed wasn’t the first time they met? What happens when she finds out she has died by his hands more than once? And when her past collides with his curse, neither blood nor death will be enough to stop them. Dare to follow her into the darkness. Because once the blood debt is owed, there is no escape. Step into the shadows of the syndicate. Here, debts aren’t forgiven—they’re collected... in blood. “In the mafia, blood isn’t thicker than water—it’s the price you pay for power.”

Long long ago... A powerful vampire-witch prince and a royal lycan princess were fated to be mated. At first, the world was stunned. A union so impossible—so unnatural in the eyes of many. But as time passed, their love blossomed so deep into their very being. Against all odds, they made their bond eternal. Centuries later, they were blessed with a little daughter—Taishiri Nefferca. Just like her name, she was unique…incomparable. She was their whole universe. Their reason to exist. Until the day everything collapsed. The lycan princess was lost and the prince, in a desperate act of protection, gave his daughter away—to save her. *** On her 18th birthday, Neffie Hale was meant to reveal a secret she'd buried deep for the past two years. But she wasn’t ready. She didn’t know what would happen if she let it out… or what she’d become once it was no longer hidden. All her life, she’d been labeled a freak. An outcast. It didn’t matter that she had a completely normal twin. Or that she was the royalty. None of it mattered. And when it's time to unveil the secrets, it didn't go as planned. Not even close. Even if the secrets stayed buried—she paid the price. A price that nearly cost her everything… even her life. And just when she thought things couldn’t spiral further—another truth from her forgotten past broke the surface. She didn’t know what to believe anymore… Or where to run… Or who she truly was. But with a newly found mate, an overprotective father returned to her life, and a divine sister by her side—Neffie no longer felt like an outcast. She just didn’t know how to live in the light she’d never been allowed to touch.

One girl. Two monsters. One forbidden love triangle that could destroy them all. When 19-year old Mary Ginger moves to the mysterious town of Raven Hollow, it was her least expectation to be split between two dark, dangerous forces. Lucien, the alluring french vampire descendant, with a thirst that goes deeper than blood. Damas, the Russian brooding werewolf heir, torn between duty and desire. Both want her. Both claim her. But as secrets unravel, and ancient rivalries ignite, Mary discovers a truth buried in her blood; one that binds her fate to theirs. In a town ruled by moonlight and monsters, love might just be the deadliest curse of all.

Not for readers under 18. Broke and desperate, a young woman accepts an arrangement with a dangerously alluring billionaire who hides a supernatural secret, he feeds on desire. As their relationship deepens, she’s pulled into a shadowy world of power, luxury, and manipulation. When enemies begin targeting her reputation, her business, and even her life, a second powerful figure steps into her orbit, one who is just as tempting, and far more unpredictable. Torn between loyalty, temptation, and survival, she must navigate supernatural dangers, human betrayal, and a rising storm of desire that threatens to consume everything.

One minute I’m staring at a pre calc textbook, the next I’m tearing through trees with claws I didn’t know I had. My dad says it’s in my blood that I’m a werewolf, part of a line that’s guarded the balance between our world and theirs for centuries. He says Mystic Grove Academy is the only place I’ll be safe. He’s half right. The academy’s full of people who get it …witches who can’t control their magic, shifters who don’t fit in, even a vampire named Kai who looks at me like I’m a puzzle he needs to solve. But it’s also full of secrets. Like how the boy everyone calls Alpha Ryder Blackwood marked me with a silver glow that burns into my skin whenever he’s near. Like how my grandma, who “moved away” when I was little, actually disappeared from this very school. And worst of all? Students have been vanishing again. Just like they did a century ago, when the last girl with my face tried to fix the world we broke. The mark on my arm isn’t just a claim it’s a death sentence. But if I can’t figure out what my grandma started, and why Kai’s great uncle is tied to every secret here… we’ll all be next. Because the door between worlds is opening. And this time, there’s no one to slam it shut but me………

For seven years, Elara has been on the run. Moving every few months, hiding her powerful witch blood, and shielding her younger brother, Orion, has become her miserable existence. The only thing she knows for sure is that her luck is fading. When an anonymous, blood-written note forces her into the fastest escape of her life, she is suddenly abandoned by the one person she swore to protect. Alone and vulnerable, she falls straight into the clutches of the most dangerous, wicked males in the supernatural world. Kaelen, Lysander, and Xavier are the ruthless lords of the Penumbra Syndicate, a Fae, a wolf shifter, and a vampire. They are cursed by an enchantress to find their one true love before a magical hourglass drains the last of its red liquid, condemning them to eternal torment. They are convinced the beautiful witch they’ve captured is the very woman who hexed them. Chained in their opulent mansion, Elara fights for her life even as she’s overwhelmed by a searing, impossible attraction to her three captors. As the clock ticks down, the men must decide: is Elara the wicked enemy who ruined their lives, or the fated soulmate who can finally save them all?

ACADEMY OF THE DAMNED: BRIDE TO THE ABYSS. When I died, I did not expect to be haunted and chased by a group of people that called themselves the school for the dead. Wait? I died??? I do not think I am dead, but I had a NDE. Unfortunately, that means I belonged to the school of the damned now, a school where supernatural beings like fae, demons and witches attended and guess where it was located. In hell. So when I, Alexandria Nicole Thompson wound up in this school, I was an anomaly. Human. A human never became part of the damned, and the demons made it clear to me that I wasn't welcomed. I had to fight for my life every minute, from being spell bound, to being bitten by a raging vampire with a hard-on for me, and the fallen angel, cold and bitter, angry at everything in the world, yet I was drawn to him, and finally, there was Cassiel, next in line to be herald of a plane, a ruler of demons who hated me with every breath and declared me unwanted from the school. I had to grow a tough hide....or skin

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.