Low-rank

He slammed her back against the closed door making her grit her teeth as she glared at him. “Camellia,” his voice was dripping with controlled fury yet that endearment rolled off his tongue in a raspy growl. “I don’t like other men touching you,” he grumbled, grabbing her jaw, his fingers firmly pressing into her cheeks as he made her hazel eyes look into his dark greys. “I’m not yours,” she said with gathered-up bravado though his intimidating presence made her feel so timid. He leaned closer as her eyes fell on the camellia flower that was inked on his neck. His hot breath tickled her lips as his intense stare lingered on her lips. “You’re mine, Camellia. Mine!” With a low growl, he crashed his lips on hers. DARK ROMANCE!

Amelia, born into a world that often overlooked her kind, lived the life of an Omega. With her parents and younger sister, Annabelle, she navigated the complexities of pack dynamics. Her family was a typical representation of the lower tier in their pack, where Betas and Alphas overshadowed their existence. Yet, in this unique hierarchy, Amelia found solace in the love of her family.As the seasons changed, so did Amelia's life. The morning of her birthday was supposed to be a celebration, but it turned into a moment of profound heartbreak. At the air, but it quickly dissipated when Amelia met her mate, the day every Omega dreams of yet also dreads. In a twist of cruel fate, she was publicly rejected by her mate in front of their entire school, deemed unworthy simply because of her Omega status.Reeling from this public humiliation, Amelia sought refuge at the pack house, pouring her heart and energy into helping her father with the garden. Here, amidst the blooming flowers and vibrant greens, she discovered a sanctuary,a place where her worth wasn't measured by rank but by her love for nature and her family.However, peace was fleeting. The serenity of their lives shattered dramatically when rogues launched an unexpected attack on their pack. Amidst the chaos and destruction, survival instincts kicked in. With her younger sister Annabelle by her side, Amelia fought to escape the jaws of danger. Each moment emphasized the bond between the sisters, leaving Amelia with a singular focus: to protect her sister at any cost.Once the dust settled, Amelia was faced with the aftermath of loss and uncertainty. The tragedy of the attack forced her to confront her feelings of rejection and worthiness.

Hailey Johnson, a gossip columnist, wants to get the scoop of a lifetime while hot rock-star-turned-actor Noah Magellan is in town filming. This would boost her column and help with the tabloid’s circulation numbers. She’s scrappy and determined, but often doesn’t realize the unintended consequences of her actions. Noah Magellan never wanted to be a star. He wanted to make music, but he found an agent early on who believed in him and his career skyrocketed. He is reluctantly doing this movie, but then he wants to find a place to hide out and get back to his roots. No one is supposed to know he is in Philadelphia for this film. He’s doing his best to keep a low profile… until he drags a woman onto his private plane, and she turns out to be his worst nightmare.Her Reluctant Billionaire Boyfriend is created by Chris Redding, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Maelis got half of her face scarred and lost her wolf to a fire accident which happened a few days before her eighteenth birthday. She was deemed wolf-less until she received an exclusive admission to the best werewolf institute in the kingdom, where she finds out that she was mated to the three bully alpha brothers, the ones she had vowed to avoid at all costs, having heard about their tantrums. Her life takes another dramatic turn when she learns that her father had sold her to the Royal family after he got stuck with debts. Maelis had to move in with the bully alpha brothers, not as their mate, but as a slave, and they were set to treat her as nothing but the slave she was. A scarred omega, mated to the three bully alpha brothers who would never stoop so low to claiming an omega as their mate, especially not a scarred one...

Clara stood in the middle of the glass room with her transparent clothes, holding back her embarrassment while trying to cover her body with both hands. There were cheers from outside the glass room and naughty looks from the hungry men. "1 million," "5 million," "7 million," Everyone placed a bet on Clara at a fairly low price, tears kept going to roll down Clara's rosy cheeks. Her body was almost shaky and she couldn't meet everyone's eyes, she was like a kitten amidst a hungry lion. "50 million," A man's voice that surprised her made their eyes meet. A most dangerous mafia chief raises his betting cards and shocks everyone. Steven looked at Clara with a grin, as if he was ready to eat Clara alive. His eyes were sharp like a wolf's, and it was him.

“I wanted you since the first time I saw you in that lingerie,” he said, his voice low and rough. “It’s been making me go crazy.” I should’ve been thinking clearly, figuring out if he suspected me. But I wasn’t. I was too busy pulling down his pajama pants, needing to feel more of him. He stood up just for a second to take them off, and then he was fully naked. He looked even hotter than I imagined—muscular but not bulky, with a line of dark hair going down to his hard length. He grabbed my panties and pulled them down my legs. Then he got on top of me again, his warm skin touching mine. He kissed me hard as he got between my legs.

I bought a breathtakingly handsome and sculpted werewolf slave from the magic black market. His rock-hard abs were on full display, and his deep V-lines pointed straight down into his tight, low-slung pants. But once I got him home, it was clear something was very wrong. A low, suppressed growl rumbled constantly in his throat. He stared at me with his golden wolf eyes, looking like he wanted to tear me apart and devour me whole. His body burned like a walking furnace. I thought he had wolfsbane fever and frantically contacted the seller. The seller was silent for three seconds after hearing my description. [My dear witch, is it possible he isn't sick, but just...hungry?] [The kind of hungry...that makes a werewolf want to pin you to a wall and sink his fangs into your neck to mark you?]

"You have no right to ask me such questions," Ava said, almost immediately. "This whole marriage thing is only on paper, remember? It doesn't give you any claim on my personal life. I am not your property, Jace!" "The contract is still on! Fake or not, I own you Ava and I do have every damn right to ask!" Jace cuts in, his voice low and dangerous. "Now, tell me - who was that guy with you at the bar??" ****** In a storm of betrayal, obligation, and unexpected twists, Avalynn finds herself entangled in a contract marriage with Jace Malvis, the heir to a powerful business empire. As their relationship evolves from a facade to something more, secrets unravel, revealing hidden connections that change everything. With the truth finally emerging, Avalynn must navigate love, family, and her own identity. Can she find true happiness amidst the chaos, or will the demons of the past haunt her future?

Alicia thought she’d married perfection, until the mask slipped and the monsters stepped into the light. Betrayed by her husband and his lover, she died despite Catherine’s desperate warnings, and Catherine’s ultimate sacrifice to save her. But death isn’t the end. Alicia returns reborn: no longer the trusting woman who loved blindly, but a breathtaking force with a heart of ice and a ledger of debts to collect. Those who turned her life—and Catherine’s—into a nightmare will face the storm she’s become. Then a hand circles her waist, a voice low and certain: “You’re not Catherine. Who are you?” Andy’s eyes pin her, and the past and present collide. Who is she now? A woman forged by betrayal, sharpened by loss, and reborn to reclaim her power—even if love dares to stand in her way. A tale of rebirth, revenge, and a heart learning to beat again.

True love never dies. Not even when those around me are trying to kill it. With vampire bounty hunters still out for me, having the Grand Coven accuse me of treason against witches is the last thing I need. No one should tell me who I can and cannot love. Determined not to let anyone or anything get in our way, Lucas and I decide to lay low for a while and let everything blow over with my coven while Lucas hunts for the vampires who tried to kidnap me. But things, of course, don’t go according to plan, and when I stumble upon an ancient evil force hiding out in the underground of Chicago, we realize our forbidden romance is the least of our worries. As we search for a way to defeat unbeatable odds, I start to discover that things aren’t what they seem…including my very existence.