Lucy Thorne

You belong to the wolf now," he growls, initiating a possessive claim that is ancient, fierce, and utterly non-negotiable. Elara Kim spent nine years as the ice-cold CEO Rian Thorne’s executive assistant, dedicated to her job but desperate for freedom. When she finally submits her resignation, Rian's controlled facade shatters. His eyes turn to liquid gold, and she realizes her billionaire boss is a monster hiding in tailored wool. Rian doesn’t just reject her notice—he rejects her autonomy. He forcibly promotes her and relocates her to a sealed luxury suite on the 65th floor, effectively turning her professional life into a gilded cage. Elara soon discovers the terrifying reason behind his possessiveness: she is his Anchor, the only thing preventing his inner wolf from consuming him entirely. As the moon cycle approaches, Rian’s control fails, and he collapses, exposing his absolute, animalistic need for her touch. But when their forced intimacy draws the attention of rival packs who want the Anchor for themselves, Elara realizes her only chance for survival is to submit to the man who holds her captive. She knows the cost of freedom is high. But the cost of staying could be her life.

Hace cinco años, Lucía Santos sufrió una ruptura uterina al lanzarse para salvar a Julián Lago, quien estuvo a punto de ser atropellado por un coche. Desde entonces, le dijeron que sería muy difícil que pudiera quedar embarazada. Pero Julián no la rechazó. Al contrario, insistió en casarse con ella. Después del matrimonio, Julián prácticamente le entregó todo su amor. No fue sino hasta que sus rivales en los negocios hicieron público un escándalo en redes sociales que Lucía descubrió la verdad: Julián tenía otra mujer afuera, y esa mujer ya llevaba más de tres meses de embarazo. Esa noche, Julián se arrodilló frente a Lucía, suplicándole perdón. —Lucy, créeme. Voy a encargarme de todo. No dejaré que tenga ese bebé... Lucía lo perdonó. El día de su quinto aniversario de bodas, fue al hotel que Julián había reservado. Pero lo que vio allí la dejó sin aliento. En el salón de al lado, Julián, junto con su familia y amigos, estaba celebrando el cumpleaños de su amante embarazada. Todos estaban sentados a su alrededor, sonriendo, compartiendo una felicidad que Lucía jamás había visto. En ese instante, supo que era hora de marcharse.

Sable Hart has spent her life staying invisible in Briar Hollow—until the day Nightfell’s Alpha, Caelan Varr, is buried and a burning mate mark appears on her wrist. The pack calls it impossible: a bond formed after death. Lyra Varr, Caelan’s ruthless mother and Luna of Nightfell, names Sable the “widow” and orders her taken for judgment under pack law. Before chains can close, Caelan’s voice slips into Sable’s ear from the darkness of her car—cold, intimate, possessive—forcing the engine to turn over and pushing her onto a forgotten highway. Redcrest intercepts her. Garrick Thorne, their amber-eyed Alpha, offers protection with a smile that cuts: Sable isn’t just marked—she’s leverage, a doorway to Caelan’s blood-right, and the prize that can tip a brewing pack war. Desperate for answers, Sable follows the pull of the mark to Maeven Crowe, a bone-seer who collects truth like debt. Maeven confirms what Sable fears: widow-bonds don’t stay quiet. They get hungry. And doors don’t choose who walks through. Caught between Lyra’s merciless authority and Garrick’s strategic hunger, Sable must bargain with a witch, outmaneuver two packs, and decide whether Caelan is her fated protector… or the first mask worn by the thing trying to claim her body. Because Caelan wasn’t the only thing that came back.

​Aria Montgomery thought she was escaping the city to raise her eleven-month-old nephew in peace. She traded her chef’s apron for an abandoned, dusty bakery on the edge of Thornwood Peaks, desperate to hide from her devastating grief. ​She didn’t know the mountain town belonged to a pack of shifters. And she definitely didn’t know she had just set up her home directly inside the Alpha’s territory. ​Kaelen Thorne is forty-one, lethal, and strictly controlled. He hasn't wanted a mate in decades. But the moment Aria drives into his town smelling of vanilla, woodsmoke, and an ancient, dormant power, his wolf demands only one thing: Claim her. ​Kaelen tries to keep his distance, terrified his dark nature and the twelve-year age gap will scare her away. But when little Milo fearlessly claims the terrifying Alpha as his own, Kaelen’s legendary iron control begins to snap. ​Aria believes she is just a human. She believes her sister's death was a tragic accident. But as a dormant Luna bloodline awakens in her veins, and a ruthless rival pack closes in, the truth threatens to shatter everything. To keep his fated mate and his new family safe, Kaelen must go to war. But to win Aria's heart, the ruthless Alpha will have to do something much harder: fall to his knees and let her choose him.

Everyone in the underworld knew Rosalie Thorne, the "Thorn Principessa" of the North. Wild, rebellious, notorious. Street racing, high-stakes gambling, guns, and drinking, she had mastered them all. The rose-and-thorn tattoo on the nape of her neck drove countless men wild. But what they didn't know was that for Rocco, the new mob boss of the South, a single sentence, "I prefer a more obedient woman," was all it took. At his word, I had the tattoo lasered off and swapped my leathers for long, conservative dresses. I am Rosalie. For five years, I hid my identity and played the porcelain doll Rocco wanted. Until the night he eliminated all his rivals and was crowned the new Don of the South. That was when he let his men bow to another woman, hailing her as their "Donna." I watched Rocco. The same hands that had just executed a traitor were now gently placing a pair of red high heels on the feet of his adoptive sister, Vivian. "Rosalie, she has a temper. She'll make a scene if she doesn't get the title." "You're the good one, the obedient one. Just let her have this." That day, I walked straight out into the rain and never looked back. I was never truly obedient. I just made myself smaller for him. My family had already chosen a husband for me. They had been waiting five years, just for me to say yes.

In a modern world split between werewolves and tropics, Elowen Wynter is a young lycan princess trapped between duty and danger. At 22, she was raised in a palace but treated more like a pawn. Born blonde-haired with soft grey eyes, she carries both fragility and quiet strength. Her life changes when her father sells her to Cyrus Vexley, a powerful alpha from another pack. He treats her coldly and uses her to spite her people. But fate has other plans. Dorian Thorne – the strong, silent alpha king of the SilverMoon pack – enters her life and awakens something deep inside her. He is the soulmate she didn’t know she needed. Torn between fear, hope, and a growing bond she can’t ignore, Elowen fights to find her voice. As betrayal weaves through her family’s walls, and plots swirl around her, she must confront dark truths. Meanwhile, enemies loom. Ravina Vale, jealous and cruel, wants Dorian for herself. Darrow Kaine, Elowen’s adopted brother, hungers for power. The clock ticks as Elowen’s secret pregnancy unfolds – a child she never wanted, a secret she can’t keep. She must stand up, reclaim her throne, protect her unborn child, and face the wolf within her. In the end, love, loss, and vengeance collide, and only courage will lead to peace.

The Billionaire’s Mute Nanny She doesn’t speak. He doesn’t trust. But in the shadows of power, silence can be the loudest scream. Aurora Quinn has no voice—but she never needed one to survive. On the run from a brutal past and desperate to stay hidden, she accepts a job that seems too good to be true: live-in nanny to the reclusive billionaire, Damien Thorne, and his silent, five-year-old daughter. What Aurora doesn’t know is that Damien isn’t just a man with wealth and secrets—he’s the heir to a powerful and dangerous mafia syndicate, and he’s just as broken and guarded as she is. Damien is used to control. Power. Obedience. But the moment the mute nanny steps into his mansion, everything shifts. Her silence unnerves him. Her beauty tempts him. And her secrets? They could burn his entire empire to the ground. As a dark attraction brews between them, enemies from both their pasts close in. Passion turns into obsession. Lies are unmasked. And when danger kicks down their door, Damien must protect the woman he never planned to fall for… even if it means breaking every rule he’s ever lived by. In a world of crime, betrayal, and forbidden desire, their love could be the ultimate weapon—or the final nail in their coffins. But in the end silence may be the deadliest weapon of all . Dark. Addictive. Unapologetically sexy. The Billionaire’s Mute Nanny will leave you breathless, aching, and begging for more. ⸻

Her dream was a child. His sperm was stolen. Their love was the target. After a devastating betrayal, Alexandra Reed vowed to never trust anyone again. Her path to a family was clear: solo motherhood via an anonymous donor. She chose the perfect profile-intelligent, healthy, safe. He was just a number. Donor #778. Liam Thorne is the most dangerous man in Veridia Bay. He rules with a code, but his world is built on control. When he discovers a vengeful ex stole his genetic legacy and gave it to a stranger, his fury is limitless. The recipient is a vulnerability he must contain: Alexandra. He confronts her with a brutal offer: a fortune to walk away. She refuses with a mother's fierce defiance. But when a sniper's bullet proves the danger is real, Liam is forced to become her ruthless protector. Trapped in a gilded cage, their hostility ignites into a desperate, consuming passion. For the first time, Liam sees a future. Alexandra sees the man behind the monster. Just as they dare to hone a chattering DNA test reveals the baby isn't his. Their love was built on a lie, engineered by enemies who wanted to break him. Now, with their newborn daughter caught in a war and their trust in ruins, they must face the ultimate truth. Is their family a biological mistake? Or the one choice that can save them both? A heart-pounding mafia romance of stolen vows, devastating lies, and the relentless power of a love that chooses, against all odds, to stay.

I was known as a good girl in high society, and the most rebellious thing I ever did was to refuse to marry Asher Jonas, the head of the Ace family. When I was kidnapped by enemies, I thought I would be assaulted and hurt. Unexpectedly, Asher fought against the kidnappers to protect me. When rescue arrived, Asher, covered in blood and on the verge of death, finally let out a sigh of relief, "Don't cry. I'll be sad." I fell in love with this man at that moment. After we wed, he doted on me, and I soon became pregnant. However, I overheard his conversation with his underboss. "Don Jonas, you made a bet with Mr. Anderson Payne that you would win the heart of the good girl, Elle Sachs. You deliberately set her up to make her fall for you. Now that you've been married for two years, are you still going to keep pretending?" Asher paused for a moment and muttered, "I can't be with Lucy Snow, so it doesn't matter who I marry." The underboss asked in confusion, "Didn't you always complain that Donna was too dull and uninteresting? Even though you can't be together because Ms. Snow is your stepsister, you can choose any girl you want." "Elle is very well-behaved. She won't hurt Lucy. That's why I chose her." It turned out that all the happiness I had experienced over the past two years was fake. My husband had been deeply in love with another woman all along. I wiped away my tears, silently packed my luggage, and left the fake prison that had been built for me, carrying the baby that I had only just conceived. I would disappear from Asher's world and never cross paths with him again.

After awakening years before the demise that once destroyed me, I, Lucy Hale, swear I will never again fall for Adrian Hawthorne. In my last life, loving him earned me nothing but humiliation, betrayal, and a future broken beyond repair. Now, armed with memories I shouldn't possess, I tuck myself away inside my boutique, determined to avoid him, avoid fate, avoid everything. But the universe has never been kind to my plans. No matter how I twist the timeline, Adrian keeps slipping back into my life, closer, impossibly entangled. His eyes linger longer than they should. His questions cut deeper than I’m ready to admit. And worst of all, he seems drawn to me in ways he never was before. And then there is Elias Ward, quiet, observant with eyes sharp enough to see through any disguise. Elias is nothing like Adrian. Where Adrian gleams with cold polish and empty promises, Elias is warmth wrapped in quiet mystery. A man who shouldn’t matter to me. Yet, somehow, he does. As I try to distance myself from the Hawthornes, Elias drifts steadily closer, noticing the cracks in my composure, the ache beneath my smile, the truth I’ve fought so hard to hide. He becomes the one thread I can’t cut, no matter how much I fear being stitched into someone else’s future again. With Adrian circling me like a ghost from the life I escaped, Elias begins to draw me toward a fate I never expected, a fate where for once, I might finally choose myself. And maybe him, too. But the past doesn't release its hold so easily. And neither do the Hawthornes.