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Book 4 of "The Alpha Series* Nina, Magnus, and the vampire king Alec have no choice but to leave the human world. Together with their friends and family, they enter Mysteria through a portal and land at the feet of Alpha King Damon and his Luna and Queen Maia, who together rule Mysteria. Maia welcomes them all with open arms and tells her story of betrayal, love, and magic abound in this epic tale. Maia, an elemental sprite, once hidden by magic in a forest as her species and many others are wiped out in a war, remains there for a thousand years until the Moon Goddess sets her free. Humans and werewolves believe the tale of fae, witches, vampires, sprites and mages is simply a fairytale. The human king, King Fenris, declares war against Alpha King Damon, wanting to claim all of Mysteria for himself, but when they discover Maia and her magical abilities, they now also fight for her heart.

Nina Hayes was rejected by her mate, Aiden Brooks, the prince of the Velmora Lycan Pack, for being too weak. She was humiliated, and he even said the only talent she has was pleasing him. Things got messy, and to save her brother, she had no choice but to get into a secret sex contract with her ex-mate. Just then, she realized that his brother, Jace Brooks, is her second chance at a mate. Jace Brooks was supposed to rule his pack, but then he must contend with his overly ambitious younger brother. So, what do you think would happen when he learns that his mate is in a sex contract with his brother? Or that the kid he teased for years is now the one unravelling him and even asking for a rejection? And do you think Jace Brooks would become king? Find out in this gripping tale of college romance, love, lust, crimes, second chance mate.

Nina Facelo was a typical nerd who love novels and books so much more than her very own life. A good neighborhood girl who likes to help others but prefers to be home at all day. On her way to buy the physical book of the infamous romance-fantasy novel, Illuminating Darkness. She was stabbed by a thief after helping a poor old woman. Clutching her stomach, she witness how blood flowed like a fountain until her vision started to darken. She thought she was going to die. But suddenly, she woke up in a different body. The body of Lady Marina! The wickedest dame of the Avalor Kingdom! The suspected villainess of the infamous story, Illuminating Darkness! She knows she is going to die again like every villain in a story. Though shocked and confused, she is determine to stay alive and find answers. But in order to not be discovered she must pretend to be Lady Marina. Will she be able to find answers and escape the fate of a wicked dame?

Mom was a top student at a prestigious school and had always been determined to be the best at everything. She demanded that I learn to walk by seven months, speak fluently by eighteen months, and master all addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division by the age of three. I did all of it. Yet Mom still felt it wasn’t enough. However, when my younger brother, Liam, didn’t speak until he was five, Mom clapped and cheered when he finally did, celebrating his “late-blooming brilliance”. I didn’t think anything of it. Until one day, I was wearing headphones, memorizing Spanish words, and accidentally let the sound leak out, scaring Liam. He clutched his chest and cried, saying his heart hurt. Mom’s eyes turned red as she stormed over and slapped me. Then she grabbed my ear, twisting it a full 360 degrees with all her strength. The pain in my ear was so intense that I lost all feeling, and the fear made me nauseous to the point of vomiting. Still, Mom forced the headphones back on, cranked the volume to the maximum, and locked me in the storage room to reflect. “How could I give birth to such a terrible child? You’re just jealous of Liam. No matter how much I do for you, you’ll never appreciate it! “Love listening to words, huh? Then listen all you want.” But seven days later, when she opened the door, she completely lost it.

I’m on my knees again, wrists bound tight behind my back with silk that bites just enough to remind me who owns me tonight. He circles slow, leather boots echoing on the marble, and I can already taste the salt of anticipation on my tongue. When he finally grips my hair and yanks my head back, his cock—thick, veined, leaking—slaps heavy against my cheek. “Open,” he growls. I do, and he thrusts in deep, no warning, stretching my throat until my eyes water. The wet, choking sounds fill the room—gluck-gluck-gluck—as he fucks my mouth with brutal rhythm, hips snapping, balls slapping my chin. Every plunge forces a gag, spit dripping down my chest, but fuck, the burn in my jaw and the way he groans low makes me leak onto the floor. He pulls out just to slap my face with his slick length, then rams back in, deeper, claiming every inch until I’m nothing but his hole. ** This collection plunges headfirst into the raw, unfiltered world of explicit gay dominance and submission, where powerful alphas—billionaires, mob bosses, ruthless mentors—claim their willing (and sometimes reluctant) boys with iron control and unrelenting hunger. Every story drips with dark MM heat: contracts signed in sweat and cum, red rooms equipped for flogging, bondage, edging, and total power exchange. Expect graphic, immersive scenes of throat-fucking, ass-pounding, breeding fantasies, impact play that leaves marks, and aftercare laced with possession.

Warning: This book is fucking disgusting. If the thought of getting your tight little holes stretched, used, and ruined makes you uncomfortable, close it right now and go read something vanilla. But if your pussy is already dripping and your thighs are squeezing together… keep reading, you filthy little slut. Throw away every safe, sweet romance you’ve ever touched. This collection doesn’t ask permission. It kicks the door down, grabs you by the hair, slams you face-down, and fucks you raw until you forget your own name. No slow burn. No gentle teasing. No fade-to-black bullshit. Every story starts fast, hits harder, and doesn’t stop until she’s spread wide open, stuffed full of thick cock, leaking load after load from every hole, and begging like a desperate whore for more. Stepdads and stepbrothers who double-team her while Mommy sleeps ten feet away, pumping her full of forbidden cum. Daddy’s closest friend blackmailing her with that slutty nude she accidentally sent, forcing her to cum on his fingers while Dad cheers at the TV inches away. Being gangbanged by drunk older men in the bar —every hole used, every load swallowed or pumped deep until cum runs down her thighs in thick rivers. Choking. Breeding. Gangbangs. Triple penetration. Degradation. Face-fucking. Raw, unprotected creampies that ruin you for any other man. If the thought of being held down and used without mercy while you cum so hard you see stars makes your cunt throb… You’re exactly where you belong. Turn the page, baby.. Your men are waiting. And they’re starving to wreck you...

I died on the day I was supposed to form a mate bond with Alpha Ragnar. Since I did not show up, he went ahead and performed the ceremony with his childhood sweetheart, Nina. “Selena has already been marked by me, yet she still threw caution to the wind and cheated with a rogue. Her betrayal has brought shame upon us. She’s not worthy of being the pack’s Luna!” With just one careless sentence, Ragnar made my family a disgrace of the pack. My father was once a great warrior of the pack. He lost his wolf saving Ragnar, only to be drowned in a river as punishment for supposedly failing to discipline his own daughter. Our blood bond allowed me to feel his pain. However, I had been locked in a sealed, abandoned interrogation room—a silver cage. The mechanism inside was accidentally triggered, and thick poisonous gas filled the space. It killed me slowly and painfully. After my soul left my body, I appeared beside Ragnar and heard him say to Nina, “Thanks for your help today. If Selena hadn’t acted so foolishly, you wouldn’t have had to take her place in the ceremony. Ever since I marked her, she’s been getting bolder, thinking my affection gives her a free pass. How dare she skip such an important ceremony?!” However, the noble Alpha Ragnar seemed to have forgotten something. Just seven days ago, he threw me into a silver cage meant only for the most dangerous criminals to appease Nina. “You hurt Nina, so you must face the consequences. Take these three days to reflect. If you still won't admit your mistake, then don’t even think about ever leaving this place for the rest of your life.” I waited three days and then three more. The poisonous gas and silver ate away at my body, corroding me from the outside in. I endured seven days of unbearable pain before I finally died. When my body was found, it had been so ravaged by the poison that I was unrecognizable. As for the arrogant Alpha? He had completely lost his mind.

On our fifth anniversary, I came across the Instagram page of a stranger named Serena Reed. The girl lay sideways on a hospital bed, her bandage-wrapped hand intertwined with a man's larger hand. On the man's ring finger was a moonstone ring, with Vincent Carter's name and my own name clearly engraved on the band. Below the photo, the girl had written: "It's just a tiny scratch, but he was so worried he insisted I stay in the hospital. Being loved like this feels incredible!" An hour earlier, Vincent had apologized to me over the phone. "Nina, there's an urgent matter with the patrol team. Don't wait for me for dinner. When I come back, I'll bring you a gift." He was not coming home for our anniversary because he was with another woman. I silently melted down the moonstone ring and sent it to Vincent as a gift. Then I packed all my belongings, including the pup in my womb, and left the Shadow pack quietly, never to return.

Nia Whitaker built her reputation solving disasters for the powerful. As one of the most sought-after corporate crisis strategists in the country, she’s hired to clean up scandals that could destroy billion-dollar empires. But when a catastrophic data leak threatens SatoTech’s largest acquisition, Nia is pulled into a crisis unlike anything she’s handled before. Because the company’s heir isn’t just another client. Kenji Sato is brilliant, ruthless, and always three moves ahead. A tech empire rests on his shoulders, and he protects it with calculated precision. The deeper Nia digs into the breach threatening his company, the more she begins to suspect the impossible. The crisis may have been engineered. By Kenji himself. But corporate warfare is only the beginning. Rival companies move in the shadows. Government investigators begin asking dangerous questions. And someone inside Kenji’s world is willing to burn everything—including Nia—to seize control of the empire. Caught between enemies, betrayal, and a man whose obsession with her grows more dangerous by the day, Nia realizes she’s no longer just managing a crisis. She’s inside the war. And the man she’s supposed to expose may be the only one powerful enough to protect her. In a game where power is everything, and loyalty can cost you your life, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: Kenji Sato doesn’t just want Nia Whitaker to fix his empire. He wants her. And in his world, the things he wants… he claims.

When Mom and Dad went broke—$30K in debt—they let collectors sell me to Nyamara, a lawless border strip full of trafficking, forced labor, and private prisons. I slept in flooded cells. Ate rotten food. Tried to run. They smashed both my legs with iron rods. I dragged myself home—and walked in on them planning Nina's sweet eighteen. Dad flicked his hand and dropped $3 million on a top-tier jewelry set for her. Mom smiled, then mentioned me. "I heard Talia cries every day, begging to come home. When do we tell her the truth and bring her back?" Dad shook his head, smug. "What's the rush? This is her gift. Let her tough it out one more month. Otherwise, how's she supposed to inherit our billions?" I tightened my grip on the medical report—severe infection in both legs. Mom. Dad. I don't even have a month left.