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Red grew up in a small pack, after her parents were killed. She had a love interest Bryan, who everyone thought was going to be her mate, but he left her for another she wolf after finding out she was not his mate. Red, heartbroken, killed rogues who attacked her pack, and she vowed to chase after those who killed her parents. There was an academic of rogues, the academic was founded by the Lycan king to help keep rogues from attacking smaller packs, red knew the rogues that killed her former pack and parents was in the academic so after the heartbreak from her supposed mate, Red chased after rogues at night, killing everyone involved in her parents death. Red never thought of finding her mate after what Bryan did, but what happens when the Lycan king invites her to his palace to help him catch the hunter who is killing his men and rogues at the academy? What happens when fires spark, and love ignites between them? Will Red be able to hide her secret from the Lycan king who wants the hunter dead at any cost, or is her enemy closer than she thinks and ready to break her at any time?

She walked away from fate. Now fate refuses to let her go. “I’m not doing the ceremony, Tristan. I’m not accepting this bond.” He went still. Voice cold, almost hollow. “You’re the only person I’d burn the fucking world for—and you’re still running.” — Eleanor never believed in fated mates. How could she? Not after her father left her mother and abandoned them—even though they were bound by the mate bond. Not after her first love, Tristan, shattered her heart and married someone else. Not even when her own mate left her and their daughter to chase his “true bond.” Now a single mother hardened by betrayal, Eleanor returns to the Nightshade Pack to rebuild her life—but finds that Tristan is now Alpha… and her fated mate. Tristan has his own scars. The guilt of losing his wife. The pain of pushing Eleanor away. The weight of duty that never stops pressing on his shoulders. He doesn’t trust the bond either. But the pull between them is fierce, primal, impossible to ignore. Eleanor wants a choice. Tristan wants redemption. Fate wants blood, sweat, and surrender. And when old wounds reopen and past secrets rise, they’ll have to decide: accept the bond—or let it consume them.

I fell for Don Lorenzo Moretti the second I saw him. Hard. As a mafia princess, I wasn't supposed to chase anyone. But for him, I swallowed my pride and made him my mission. A year later, he finally had me, pinning me to the bed as he moved inside me. His eyes were pure fire, and in that mo ment, they saw only me. For ten years, we were electric. We fucked in five-star hotels all over the world. We just fit. I was his lucky charm at the poker table. I took shots for him until I bled from my stomach. I even took a bullet for him. Then came our engagement party. Lorenzo left me standing there alone. Said something "came up." I went back to our apartment, only to find him kissing my stepsister, Juliana. That’s when I knew. He had always loved her. I was just a stand-in. He tried to explain, words tumbling out in a panicked rush, promising a bigger, better party to make up for it. A laugh, cold and hollow, died in my throat. I turned my back on him, pulled out my phone, and called my mother in Sicily. "I'll marry into the Romano family."

When a wife cheats on their husband and gets pregnant with another man's child, the husband will usually chase her out of the home and ask for a divorce. However, Leon Wolf's situation is a little different. He is 26 years old this year, and he has been married for three years. He lives with his wife and her family who treat him like a slave most of the time. One day, his wife told him that she got pregnant, and he was chased out of the home. Filled with resentment and humiliation over how he had been treated, he found himself wandering all the way to the cemetery, where he saw two men attempting to assassinate a beautiful woman. In his bid to save her, Leon received a fatal stab wound on his chest and dragged one of the men with him into a nearby river…Leon did not resurface even though the woman had waited for a long time, so she believed that Leon had probably drowned. Before she left, she called out optimistically to the river, "My name is Iris Young. If you're still alive, come and see me sometime…"Beneath the water's surface, a soft voice said, "Iris… What a beautiful name…"

Mateo Morales has been missing for two months. He disappeared with no sign left behind; no hints, and no clue as to where he went and why he disappeared. Eva Morales has been searching religiously for her brother. Being a lone wolf, her family is all she has and she will do anything for her brother. When all her clues lead to Laurence Baxter, she can't help but follow the breadcrumbs, but what she discovers might be more than what she bargained for.Laurence Baxter is wild, untamed, and spontaneous. He lives the life he wants and does what he wants; it works for him. But when his PI disappears, he can't help but feel responsible and he jumps right into a long search. When Mateo's sister, Eva, shows up and Laurence discovers her as his mate, he is thrilled to be so lucky. However, this prickly woman wants nothing to do with mates, nevermind a playboy like himself.Searching for Mateo and unraveling the Morales family secrets soon turns out to be more than he bargained for and Laurence finds more answers than he was hoping to find. After his mate runs from him, he has to make a decision: chase after her and rush into danger or let her be alone like she wants.*This is the third book in the Baxter Brothers series, though it can be read as a standalone novel*

"Go after them! Don't let her escape, the mother and daughter must be killed." The sound of the chase continued to come from behind. The woman clutched her newborn baby in her arms and dashed forward. The thorns on both sides pricked her legs and bruised her body, but she could care less about that. No one can hurt her daughter, no one!!! However, the one chasing behind her was her husband, the most powerful Alpha in the wolf pack, how could she, a human, be his opponent? Looking at the cliff in front of her, she closed her eyes in despair. Suddenly, there was a "whoosh". A long, cold arrow cut through the sky. With a "poof" sound, the arrow directly pierced into the woman's shoulder. "Ah..." the woman screamed, fell to the ground, the baby in her arms flew out, and was hanging on the edge of the cliff. "Owwww, owwww..." the newborn baby girl cried out in pain. "No!" The woman exclaimed, ignoring her injuries and crawling over like a madman to get her back into her arms. "Elena, hand over this little demon, I will not hurt you." The powerful half wolf man with his army of wolves, stared down at her. "No, she's your daughter, our daughter..." the woman sobbed. "She is a demon, she will kill our wolf pack!" The man was cold-blooded and heartless. "Bastard!" The woman cursed and closed her eyes in despair, she had no other choice. Holding the baby girl, she turned around and jumped off the cliff.

In the city of Veylor, the town was divided by fear and power. On one side stood the hunters, led by Garrick Liason, the man whose name was whispered with deep respect and fear. He had built his life on the blood of wolves, his weapons, and the strong belief that werewolves were monsters to be eradicated. His daughter, Irvine, had always walked at his side, she was outwardly obedient but inwardly she was restless. She hated the violence, the endless cycle of chase and kill, yet she bore the weight of his legacy because she knew nothing else except this life. And to her, she was fully human, fragile, breakable, and destined only to hunt. What she did not know was that half of her blood told a different story. Her mother had been a werewolf, carrying a secret that even Garrick had not known. But the truth could not be hidden forever. Far beyond the city walls, Jeweled Golin carried wounds of his own. He was supposed to be a proud Alpha, but he had been rejected by his pack, stripped of his birthright, and cast into the forest. He was scarred but unbroken, he roamed as a lone wolf, dangerous, untamed, yet strangely powerful. His presence woke something primal in all those who crossed his path, and when Irvine met his eyes for the first time, she felt her world shift. The lies of her life began to unravel when she started getting hints of her power. And that she, daughter of the hunter, was also the daughter of the hunted.

Anya Moore is a pop sensation with lots of people who look up to her, though her passion is something else. Sadie Ozoa wants to chase her dreams and doesn’t want to take no for an answer, but it feels like she doesn’t have a choice. But unexpected decisions they made had created unfaithful circumstances that have brought two different individuals together. Next unthinkable move: run as far away from the situation that could have led to their wishes. They don’t know how they ended up walking together and they don’t know why. But all they want to do is to escape from the environment they were surrounded in. Anya and Sadie thought they would be distant but with every step they took, they started to know so much about each other and what they have one thing in common: they hated how the world has become. They then thought what if they rebuild Earth where it is all ruled by them--and only both of them. The two then thought what if we start to make it a reality? As they go on the journey to create their own world, Anya sees that Sadie is more than an outcast and Sadie sees that Anya is more than just a star--they are each other’s world. But with the world that is against their odds, will they be able to show their truth? In this first debut comes a coming-of-age story about realizing that in order to survive the world, you must choose whether to follow the rules or break them for the sake of doing something right.

Synopsis Ava: My sister Ivy was supposed to marry Dante Rossi. Heir to a billion-dollar empire. Cold, heartless, cruel, and terrifyingly perfect. He was perfect, she was perfect. Together, they were everything. But then the accident happened. Ivy died. I survived. And somehow, I became the one expected to take her place. Forced into a marriage with a man who won’t even look at me without resentment in his eyes, a man who promised to make my life hell for living. Abandoned by my family, and blamed for an accident I can’t even remember.  I was alone from the very beginning. Dante disappeared the morning after our wedding. After a night that made me believe that he saw me. Weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. And he was gone. ----- Dante: I never meant to come back for her. But I never stopped wanting her either. Right from the beginning, I learned to chase what I didn't want to protect what I wanted, because wanting something made it a target. ***** Three years later, Dante returns to the city with an aim, but the first thing he sees is a child that looks just like him. Can a marriage built on loss and blame ever become something more? Most importantly, Was Ava ever just a substitute… or a choice? There’s only one way to find out.

On the night of our mating ceremony, my Alpha, Damian, and I were ambushed by a rival pack. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the past, before we had marked each other. In my previous life, we were true mates, chosen by the moon goddess, and had been together for seven years. I sacrificed everything to help him become the most powerful Alpha, yet he refused to even give me a pup. Only later did I learn that Damian's heart had always belonged to another—Aria, a she-wolf from a powerful bloodline. Reborn, I decided to let him chase his ambition. I severed our mate bond with my own hands and chose a completely different path. Seven years later, he became the most powerful Alpha in the alliance. At the annual summit, he and his beloved Aria announced their mating. When he saw me standing alone, he sneered. "Selene, I know you're still in love with me. You've loved me across two lifetimes. I'm the most exceptional Alpha you'll ever know." "But you need to stop destroying yourself over me." I ignored him, pulling my son into my arms. Damian's eyes flared crimson, his wolf's control slipping. "You told me you would only ever bear my pups!"