Mercy Sara Cate

"I love you!" He screamed and a sob escaped her lips. "I love you Rosie…from that day—" he took a step and ran his hands through his hair. "From that day I fired you Rosie. You were so clumsy—" he sniffed and chuckled. "You were so anxious and I had to fire you but that same day; that I saw you in the bar drunk; that I kissed you" he exhaled and laughed. "I fell in love with you" he confessed and she blinked back her tears. "Then why have you been cold to me Xander? Why have you been pushing me away? You were so warm to me, then it all changed when your brother came to you. Why!" "Because Rosie—" he licked his lips and tugged on his hair. "You're too innocent to get involved in the life I'm in." ———— Alexander Macaulay, the CEO of spelldrink Mac's was in love with his secretary from the day he saw her intoxicated self. He craved her presence but kept it to himself until he had the situation around him sorted out. Rosalie Jones promised to stay as long as he showed her he needed her. She could feel his love even if he never said it out loud. She was willing to keep the fire of their love burning unless he quelled it. Will their love overshadow their indifferences? Will their love be blissful despite the antagonists around them?

*Adult Content Alert * She was in heat. She tried to endure it, but there was no denying it—this was not something an Alpha endured alone. She sent for her Betas. Selene bared her teeth. “Don’t stand there. Come here.” They obeyed instantly. She shoved Kade back onto the bed, climbing astride him before he could even speak. His cock was thick, already slick at the tip, and she didn’t bother with teasing. She lined herself up and sank down in one brutal motion, gasping as she stretched wide around him. Kade roared, his hands gripping her thighs, driving up into her with the force of a man starved. Lucian didn’t wait. He knelt behind her, his tongue sliding along the crack of her ass, teasing, taunting. Selene’s cry broke, body jerking at the double assault. Kade fucked her from below, every thrust deep and punishing, while Lucian licked and kissed her most forbidden places until she was shaking. “Take them,” her wolf snarled inside her. “Take everything.” She leaned forward, slamming her mouth onto Kade’s again, tasting blood where his teeth had cut her lip. Behind her, Lucian’s fingers pressed inside, slick and insistent, stretching her until she whimpered. The heat was unbearable, drowning, consuming. “Now,” she growled, breaking the kiss, her eyes blazing silver. “Both. Now.” Kade’s eyes widened, dark and wild. “Alpha—” “Do it,” she snapped. “Obey me.” Lucian’s chuckle was low, wicked. “With pleasure.” He pressed against her from behind.... She grabbed Kade’s chest, bracing herself as Lucian pushed forward, slow at first, then harder, until with a shuddering cry she took him inside. The world shattered. Two cocks filled her at once, stretching her, owning her, claiming her in a way that was savage and absolute.

"I will tell you the truth. What can you do for me?" Sara Owen stood up, gritting her teeth, and asked, "What do you want?" Kevin Johnson looked at her from head to toe and smirked. Sara Owen's eyes trembled in fright. She remembered Ryan Jenkins's words. Kevin was not good with women. "I want you to spend a night with me." The attractive young man in front of her did not appear to be affected by her flushed facial expressions. Kevin Johnson had been holding a glass of wine and looking at her with his artful eyes, as if she was not going to reject his proposal. He was overconfident in Sara Owen's response. “Turn back.” Gulping panic with saliva, Sara Owen turned back, holding her trembling palms. He stepped ahead. Giving her goosebumps, he stopped beside her. "Unzip”

Sara is an American-Pakistani girl living in America who happens to fall in love with an American boy named Aaron. The story is about Sara trying her parents to accept her love for Aaron and the situations that she goes through. They both go through difficulties of cultural clashes to complete their love.

There's literally no one that you can love more than your childhood best friend. You shared baths, ice cream, lunches, everything together and even a bed at times, even when it was in secrecy. Feyi and Ayo didn't have it any different, but they'd been separated for a really long time, so what really changes after that? What happens when you're just...split into North and South with no explanation. And now you're back together, gathering butterflies in your stomach and teasing with small touches, glances and nicknames.

I was engineered to kill men with a kiss. When my pleasure‑kill protocol glitches on a Bratva king and binds my system to his, he gives me a choice: become his contract wife… or be handed back to the monsters who built me I was trained to destroy men without leaving a mark. The Siren Protocol turned my body into a weapon—every nerve engineered to dismantle loyalty, erase secrets, and turn power into submission. One kiss, and I can crash a neural implant like a virus. Hidden behind a luxury cover identity, I’m waiting for my next directive when my door explodes inward and Kael Petrov walks in—Bratva heir, tech billionaire, and the most controlled man in the city. He thinks he’s here to extract a traitor using his accounts to leak Siren data. He doesn’t know the “escort” in front of him is the Siren asset he’s hunting. So, I do what I was built for. I kiss him. My pleasure‑kill protocol should drop him in eight seconds. Instead, his high‑grade implant bites back. My signal loops through his system and straight into mine, fusing us in a feedback circuit of raw, addictive sensation that neither of us can control. Instead of killing him, I bind myself to him. Now I’m collared in his tower, my systems synced to his, and he’s staring at me like I’m the most interesting problem he’s ever seen. To keep me out of Bratva torture cells but still under his eye, Kael gives me a brutal ultimatum: Marry him and live as his contract wife, or be handed to the men who will take me apart for parts. I was meant to end him. Falling for him was never part of the directive.

"I'm your destiny, Darryl. Your mate. Your golden wolf." "And that's exactly why I can't have you, Hazel." ------------------- Hazel returns to her hometown, hoping to reconnect with her childhood friend Darryl. But the brooding mysterious boy she hopes to connect with is nothing like the friend she remembers, but now someone who seems to despise her very existence. But fate has other plans - Hazel is Darryl's destined mate and a rare golden wolf, key to unlocking his true alpha powers. But claiming Hazel could mean her death. The ruthless rogue alpha Malachi, with a history of killing Darryl's loved ones, has returned. And he's not the only threat - Katrina, a jealous beta, and Lucian, Darryl's rival, will stop at nothing to keep them apart. As if that weren't enough, Hazel learns she holds the key to breaking an ancient curse - one that requires the ultimate sacrifice. Will Darryl risk everything to be with Hazel? Can Hazel embrace her destiny as a golden wolf without losing herself? And when the time comes, will she choose love or sacrifice to save those closest to her?

You should be grateful. That sentence killed me in my last life. My father said it while selling me to Blackmoon’s cold alpha. My husband—Alpha Lucian Black—growled it when I asked for a divorce. My sister purred it as she stole my inheritance. My mother prayed it, watching my slaughter. They framed me. Dragged me into the forest. Broke my bones. Ripped out my wolf. Left me bleeding under a blood moon. All smiling. All demanding gratitude. Then—I woke up. Reborn. The night before the betrayal. Back in my weak, human body, my untouched mate-mark burning. This time? No begging. No obedience. I burn contracts. Shatter schemes. Become the monster they created. But my “cruel” Alpha has changed. Lucian Black’s golden eyes darken when rivals look at me. His voice cracks when I say “divorce.” His hands grip me like I might vanish. “Please,” he snarls, slamming me against the wall, fangs grazing my throat, breath hot. “Don’t leave me.” He doesn’t remember shredding me. Doesn’t know I’m the key to his curse… —or his pack’s destruction. Wolves rule by fang. Mates by power, not passion. I died weak. This time, they kneel. Reborn from blood. Fueled by hate. Tangled in obsession… I’ll take my revenge. And claim true love’s bite. Dark werewolf rebirth romance: cursed alpha obsession, forced marriage, betrayal, revenge, possessive heat, weak-to-queen.

Nancy Jones could not believe that she had fallen for his lies and had been made a fool of. She didn't believe it until she saw his wife and four children smiling happily in the picture. But it was too late because she was already pregnant. 'Don't try to get in contact with me again. I don't want to have problems with my wife', he had said. The tears flowed down her cheek. She had to end this now, her life was of no use to her anymore anyways.....

Mirabel Cole was violated by her stepfather and her boss. Later when she thought she had found love, he was not patient enough to wait for her to be ready but raped her as well. Thinking that that is the way of the world, she sets out to get her revenge on all men. She used her beauty and skill to deal with men leaving alot of heartbreaks and corpses in her wake. Who would blame her indeed, she was made into what she is by the society.