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She didn't mean to moan when he pressed her against the stone wall, his hand between her thighs, his breath scorching against her ear. "You're soaking, little Omega," Damien growled. "Tell me-did you think of us when you touched yourself at night? Or did you cry and clench your legs shut like a good little liar?" She trembled and her body ached for more. Lucian's voice came next, rough and dark. "You ran from us. Left us hard and hungry. Do you know how close I came to tearing through that city just to feel your cunt grip my cock?" Her knees buckled, but Kael caught her, dragging her back into his chest with a growl. "You belong to us, Omega. Say it, or I'll bend you over this desk and make you remember with every inch." She gasped, lips parted, but her voice broke before the words came. "Say it," Damien snapped. "Say who owns this filthy little body." The mate bond snapped, it was wild and irresponsible. She burned for them, and ached for them. And when she ran, they hunted. Now they've found her again, and she was trembling, slick, lying to herself with every breath she takes. But there's no more mercy. She'll scream when they mark her. Shake when they knot her. Break when they bond her. "You were made for our cocks, little mate," Lucian whispers, licking her tears. "Now open your mouth and show us how sorry you are." This time, they don't make love. They destroy her and she begs for more.

Power can’t protect Adrien Cross from bullets or from the men who want his body. Damien is the bodyguard, he is brutal, disciplined, and hungry. Lucian is his rival; he is ruthless, obsessive, and willing to burn him alive. He doesn’t expect the first night to end with his back against glass, his bodyguard’s mouth on his throat, and a rival billionaire watching, waiting to join. One night, one kiss, one reckless threesome changes everything. Desire becomes an addiction. Obsession becomes war. But in the end, only one man can have him. But will Adrien’s choice save him or destroy him?

With her family turning their backs on her, Ayra must learn to navigate her new life as the wife of the owner of the Consortium, Lucian Dante Russo. Quite quickly she comes to discover secrets that shatter everything she thought she knew about her family. What she thought was her father’s desperate debt turns out to be the tip of a much darker scheme and she is thrown into a world of violence, power, and betrayal. As rivals close in and secrets lurk around every corner, Isabella realizes that the only way to survive may be to embrace the dangerous man she’s bound to. The shadows of their past cling to them, however, and threaten to consume them whole.

I was the lowest omega in the pack—the girl who scrubbed floors with wolfsbane‑burned hands, the chew‑toy everyone kicked when they were bored. Then, on the night of the Moon Choosing, the impossible happened. The Moon Goddess marked me as mate to Prince Lucian Nightbane—heir to the throne, the golden prince every she‑wolf dreamed of. For one breathless moment, I believed my hell was over. But when Lucian scented my sister, he lost his mind. In front of the entire court, he rejected our sacred bond, called me unworthy, and raised my “perfect” sister as his future Luna instead. His punishment for me? “Since the Goddess insists on chaining you to my bloodline,” he sneered, “you’ll marry my uncle. The Bastard Alpha. The Butcher of Blackthorn.” Everyone knew the stories about Alpha Kael Draven —the king’s ruthless brother, the beast who bathed battlefields in blood. They said I was walking into a marriage of ruin and waited for the day he would break me. Instead, the monster pulled me against his scarred chest and growled: > “They threw you to the beast, little omega. > They forgot the beast still answers to the Moon. > From this moment, you are my Luna. My mate. My little wolf. > And I don’t share.” Kael crowned me before the fiercest warriors, kissed every scar they mocked, and worshipped every inch I’d been taught to hide. Now the prince who broke me wants me back—and my ruthless Alpha is willing to kill a prince for me. Will I crawl back as the prince’s discarded consort… or rise as the Bastard Alpha’s beloved little wolf, powerful enough to tear down a crown for love?

At the age of twenty, I mated to my father's best friend, Lucian, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack despite our age difference. He was eight years older than me and was known in the pack as the cold-hearted King of Hell. He was ruthless in the pack and never got close to any she-wolves, but he was extremely gentle and sweet towards me. He would buy me the priceless Fangborn necklace the next day just because I casually said, "It looks good." When I curled up in bed in pain during my period, he would put aside Alpha councils and personally make pain suppressant for me, coaxing me to drink spoonful by spoonful. He would hug me tight when we mated, calling me "sweetheart" in a low and hoarse voice. He claimed I was so alluring that my body had him utterly addicted as if every curve were a narcotic he couldn't quit. He even named his most valuable antique Stormwolf Armour "For Elise". For years, I had believed it was to commemorate the melody I had played at the piano on our first encounter—the very tune that had sparked our love story. Until that day, I found an old photo album in his study. The album was full of photos of the same she-wolf. You wouldn’t believe this, but we looked like twin sisters! The she-wolf in one of the photos was playing the piano and smiling brightly. The back of the photo said, "For Elise." ... After discovering the truth, I immediately drafted a severance agreement to sever our mate bond. Since Lucian only cared about Elise, no way in hell I would be your Luna Alice anymore.

On the night of her 18th birthday, under a blood-red moon, Elara Voss feels the mate bond snap into place—straight to Damon Blackthorn, the golden Alpha of Silver Moon Pack. The entire pack watches in breathless silence… until Damon turns cold eyes on her, his chosen Luna—Valentina Reyes, Elara’s cruelest bully—smirking at his side. “I, Damon Blackthorn, reject you, Elara Voss, as my mate and future Luna. You are weak. Unworthy. Forgotten.” The words shatter her. Val’s laughter echoes. Humiliated, heartbroken, and bleeding from the fresh rejection mark on her neck, Elara flees into the forbidden wilds… straight into the jaws of the most dangerous wolf alive. Lucian Draven. Scarred. Cursed. Ruthless Alpha of Nightshade Pack. His wolf has torn through enemies and lovers alike, leaving only fear in its wake—until he scents her. The bond ignites like wildfire. His massive hand clamps around her wrist, voice a low, dangerous growl: “You ran from one Alpha… but you just ran straight into mine.” Elara wants nothing to do with another bond that could break her. Lucian wants her—body, soul, and every defiant inch of her—more than he’s ever wanted anything. But when Damon realizes the “weak” girl he discarded is now claimed by his greatest enemy… regret burns hotter than any mate bond. He’ll beg. He’ll fight. He’ll bleed. Too late. Some bonds are rejected. Some are reclaimed. And some… are forged in fire and fangs.

She was supposed to be broken, forgotten, and left to fade into nothing. But fate had other plans. After escaping a cruel mate and the pack that betrayed her, Seraya is barely clinging to life when she’s rescued by strangers, two powerful wolves from the mysterious Obsidian Fang Pack. Alpha Lucian is cold, unreadable and terrifyingly powerful. Beta Kellan is warm, protective and far too charming and they both swear to keep her safe. But safety comes with a price and feelings she can’t afford. Caught between two dominant wolves, haunted by her past, and carrying a secret that could destroy everything, Seraya must decide. Will she run again? Or stay and fight for a future she never thought she deserved?

When I inherited the title of Alpha Female, the Witch prophesied that my pack would fall within eight years. Only finding my fated mate could avert the coming disaster. I searched for eight long years. With just seven days left before the prophecy's deadline, I received word that our sacred altar had been bombed. The one responsible was Lucian Grey — the same man who had tried to poison me. When I confronted him, he had only one thing to say: "I'm from the real world. I'm here to save you." In that moment, I knew — my fated mate had finally found me.

On the night she discovers her fated mate, Aurelia Nightbane expects love. Instead, Alpha Kael publicly rejects her before the entire pack. Humiliated. Broken. Cast out. But rejection does not weaken her, it awakens something ancient. When the ruthless Lycan King Lucian Viremont senses the rise of a long-lost royal bloodline, he finds Aurelia the girl no Alpha wanted, and he claims her. Now caught between a regretful Alpha and a dangerously possessive Lycan King, Aurelia must uncover the truth about her heritage, survive political betrayal, and decide whether she is merely a rejected mate, or the Queen destiny has been waiting for. Because this time she will not be rejected, she will be worshipped.

Elara Voss has lived her life in the frame of a fire that stole everything—her family, and her home. Raised by the loyal butler who saved her, she sharpened her instincts, learned to survive, and waited. She never forgot the red-and-gold masks that destroyed her world, nor the hands that left her orphaned. Now, a seemingly ordinary job at a sprawling estate brings her face-to-face with Lucian Raye, the fragile yet commanding heir of the very empire tied to her past. The deeper Elara digs, the clearer the truth becomes. With every revelation, In the family filled with lies-- yet spark and loyalty tested, Elara rises as the Phoenix—beautiful, deadly, and unstoppable. The mafia empire that wronged her will never be the same.