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My husband, Malcolm Thorpe, has low sperm motility. After 33 rounds of IVF, I finally got pregnant. On delivery day, I start hemorrhaging, and the medical team calls for an emergency C-section. Malcolm signs the consent form, then rushes straight back to his childhood sweetheart's birthday party. But instead of starting the C-section, the surgeon says, "Ms. Jacobson, the electronic medical record lists you as single. This consent form isn't valid." I stop breathing for a beat. The happy marriage I believe in turns out to be a sham. Later, Mom and Dad rush in and sign the consent for me. But by then, the baby is gone. The asphyxia lasted too long. After surgery, I scrawl my name on the cremation consent with shaking hands, then dial a number without thinking. "Samuel, are you free now? Meet me in front of City Hall."

Everyone in Palermo knew Alessandro De Luca had a reputation. He was the Boss of the De Luca family, one of the oldest bloodlines in Sicily — a name tied to the port, the courts, and half the construction contracts in Palermo. Wealth, power, discipline—those things were expected. Romance was not. He didn’t chase women, and he never went back to the same one twice. Until me. When we broke up after a brutal argument, he did something no De Luca had done in generations—he stood outside the gates of the Moretti estate, my family home, for an entire day and night. I watched from behind the curtains and never opened the door. The next day, he came inside the estate kitchen himself. Alessandro De Luca, who grew up surrounded by servants, tried to cook my favorite seafood pasta with his own hands. He burned the sauce. I threw it away without tasting it. On the third day, he found the necklace my grandmother had left me—something my uncle had sold years ago—and bought it back, paying far more than it was worth, just to return it to me. At a formal family dinner, in front of elders and allies, he made it clear: No more women. Only me. It took him a year to win me back. That summer, fireworks lit up the Palermo coastline as he announced our engagement. I believed he had chosen me. Until the night of a private gathering at an old harbor estate. A young woman was being pulled forward in the middle of the courtyard, her dress torn at the shoulder, tears running down her face. Alessandro went still. Then he stood up. He didn’t look at me. He didn’t explain. He just walked toward her. And something inside me went cold. I rested my hand over my abdomen. There was something I hadn’t told him yet. He broke his word that night. So I broke mine.

Mégan est la fille unique de Alpha Caleb et Luna Alice les dirigeants de la Meute de la Lune Rouge. Ses 18 ans approche, elle va bientôt rencontrer sa louve et peut-être son compagnon destiné. Ce dernier, s'il ne la rejette pas, deviendrait l'Alpha de la meute. Depuis 2 ans, elle est en couple avec Kyle, le fils du coupe Beta. Kyle est avide de pouvoir et ne compte pas rester un simple Beta. Est-il le compagnon destiné de Mégan comme tous l'espère ou est-ce un autre loup qui va se révéler le meilleur parti pour elle et sa meute ? Le livre 2 devrait paraitre la semaine du 23 février 2026

Drunk and heartbroken, Juliette spends a night with a stranger, wanting nothing more than to forget about it. Four years later, while trying to get her business off the ground and take care of her ailing grandmother, Juliette faces a severe financial crisis. When yet another client refuses to continue with her company’s services and her grandmother falls gravely ill, she has no choice but to give in to her uncle’s demands. The only condition? She must marry the youngest son of the Garret family, a man rumored to be hideously ugly and impotent after a terrible accident years ago. For the sake of her business and her grandmother, Juliette agrees to marry James Garret, the so-called ugly and impotent billionaire. But after the wedding, she discovers the truth. His family has imposed a condition: unless he gets Juliette pregnant within the year, he will be cut out of the family will and stripped of his billionaire status. When Juliette meets James for the first time, she is shocked to find that he is neither ugly as the rumors claimed him to be nor impotent. Why else would he, on their wedding night, lean in close and whisper in her ear? “Let’s make some babies, sweet thing.”

Four Alphas. One girl. A bond that should never exist. Lina Haven shows up at Silverpine Academy with zero memories of her past. She just wants to blend in, but fate has other plans. One mistake...and she’s accidentally marked by four of the most dangerous Alphas on campus. Now they’re tied to her. Drawn to her. Obsessed with her. But the connection makes no sense… until pieces of her lost memories start slipping through.

Sylvie Rose is a true Omega werewolf who was adopted by the Lycan Prince Conri and Princess Ashina. She discovers her mate is a werebear name Luke who is half warlock. Word of the strength of their powers spread among supernaturals then, eventually, the news falls onto the ears of human hunters. The supernatural hunters would love nothing more than to capture them to study and experiment with them and their magic. As Sylvie and Luke go into hiding, Sylvie’s mother calls on the multi-species alliance to aid in this war while Sylvie and Luke discover how well their powers complement each other, and they work to strengthen that bond. They will need that bond as well as the help of the alliance to make it through this war alive. Note: This book contains many characters from the book Loner to Luna but it can be read as a stand-alone.

"Kamu yakin ingin mengakhirinya seperti ini?" suara berat Nathan, sang kapten pilot, terdengar tenang, tapi matanya menyimpan pergolakan. Rachel menatapnya tanpa ragu. "Aku sudah cukup lelah, Nathan. Aku ingin kebebasan, bukan sekadar menjadi istri seorang kapten yang lebih mencintai langit dibanding rumahnya sendiri." Nathan menghela napas, menatap wanita yang pernah menjadi dunianya. "Jadi ini keputusan akhirnya?" Rachel tersenyum tipis, lalu meletakkan surat cerai di meja. "Kecuali kamu punya alasan kuat untuk menahanku." Nathan menggenggam dokumen itu, jemarinya sedikit gemetar. "Dan jika aku berkata aku masih mencintaimu?" Rachel tersenyum pahit. "Cinta saja tidak cukup, Kapten. Kamu sangat tau, apa yang aku inginkan." #fb : indriani_sonaris

Minha irmã adotiva, Sophia, a última loba branca puro-sangue da vila Grell, foi violentada e torturada até a morte por um lobo rebelde desconhecido. A carta de suicídio dela continha apenas uma frase: “Lina viu o rosto dele.” A partir daquele dia, me tornei a maior pecadora da alcateia. Porque eu sabia quem era o assassino, mas permaneci calada por cinco anos. Até que meu irmão adotivo Damien, o Alfa mais poderoso da América do Norte, retornou. Ele trouxe de volta o Dispositivo de Visão da Alma e arrancou à força as memórias da minha alma de loba. Todos os lobisomens que tiveram o Dispositivo de Visão da Alma usado neles morreram ou enlouqueceram. Minha loba foi torturada repetidamente dentro do dispositivo, mas Damien reprimiu a dor nos olhos e rugiu: — Quando eu descobrir a verdade, vou mandar você e o assassino para o inferno juntos. Mas quando finalmente descobriram a verdade, Damien enlouqueceu.

Fais attention à toi Alyssa... Rien n'est complètement blanc ou noir dans la vie...Certains secrets pourront te détruire, t'anéantir, te donner envie de tout abandonner mais tu devras te relever. Ne te brûle pas les ailes...

Silver burned. Holy light seared. I screamed my brother’s name, Theron, into the communication crystal. My consciousness was fading. His cold voice finally crackled through. "What now?" I fought through the pain, my voice weak. "Theron, please… help me…" He cut me off, his voice a razor's edge. "Enough! Lilith is hosting the Blood Moon Festival. Stop causing trouble. If you’re tormenting her out of jealousy again, I’ll throw you in the sun cells myself." The line went dead. Lilith. Our manipulative little adoptive sister. Was she really more important to him than his own blood? The silver poison and searing light consumed me. I shattered. My tears turned to ash, my body right behind them. Congratulations, Theron. You're free of your annoying sister. You don't have to lock me up anymore. Because I'm already dead.