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I am Seranda Williams the uwanted, born from a lineage of slaves, embedded with the mark of Zeranda cursed god of the souls of the dead. A plague waiting to be eradicated. a plague waiting to be destroyed, a celebration at my death, festivity at the sight of my blood. I stare from the open bars of my home, a crumbling place known to others as a dungeon, but I have called this place home for the last 18 years, today is that day, the long-awaited day of my death. I feel nothing, I have been groomed as a sacrificial lamb. am neither the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. Nothing is there to be felt, I was neither provided information on why I must die, nothing could break me. No, they can't…can they? Neglected separated front all. Groomed as a sacrificial lamb, what was there to hope for? I am not the first nor will I be the last, it will soon be time. I have lived off scraps of food for the longest time, not like I saw meaning to why I was fed. I was going to be killed either way. I got myself ready, but there wasn't much to be done, I washed my hair with the little water left from the previous day, I have been isolated from humans since my birth. I did not get the chance to be a child like every other kid out there. I was barely given enough to last me for 18 years. The door abruptly opens and hefty men rush in with chains and shackles. “Tie the slave”

“I didn't think you'd come,” Mason Remington said. Lisa's breathing slowly increased as she tightly gripped the contract in her hands. It was already rumpled from the many times she'd read it, playing its letters like a movie in her head, over and over. Was she honestly considering it? She had a boyfriend. And even though she had always wanted Mason, craved him for years, he was her brother's best friend, who before today had never thought of her as anything other than a little sister. She knew what he wanted and what she'd be getting into if she went through with this, but all those thoughts seemed to vanish as she made her way into his office. Mason closed the distance between them, drawing her close with his hands to her waist and closing the door forcefully behind her. He now had her in his arms, giving her a small smile before crushing his mouth to hers, shutting her up before she could say anything. His hands moved up her back and crushed her tiny body against his, causing a quiet moan from her. He kissed her as though he was hungry for her. It wasn't just a show of power but desire. And with every brush of his tongue against hers, she knew all too well, that there was no way on earth she could say no to his proposal.

"You're mine, spread your legs and take it!" "James, please..." "James? Is he your man?" "You're mine, and I'll keep f**king you until you forget about him!" ....... On her birthday, she was drugged, and her sister got into bed with her fiancé and became pregnant with his child, while she lost her virgin to a stranger in the neighboring room. Ten months later, she gave birth to a baby, and the next day, the baby's daddy came looking for her. "Do you have a house and savings?" she asked. The man looked puzzled. She accepted her fate and said, "Well, I guess I'm unlucky. From today on, I'll be responsible for earning money to support the family, and you'll be in charge of taking care of our baby." Seeing him idle all day but always dressed in designer clothes and frequenting nightclubs, she wondered how he could afford such a lifestyle without working. The answer was obvious: he must be a gigolo! "Well, if he's a gigolo, so be it. I'll just buy him some supplements and let him earn more money to support our child." But who could have told her that the man she was supporting turned out to be a billionaire, the richest man in the town... And he was also a werewolf! So wait, her baby is a Hybrid? ***The book will be continued within a week***

Astrid turned and her jaw nearly dropped in shock. "Xavier?" Her forherr mate, who ever bullied her with his bitch for thousands of time and rejected her without any hestiation, while smiled at her brightly. "I'm here to take you home." "I am not going back with you." "You have no choice. " Xavier pulled her arm and yanked her forward ignoring her struggles. Suddenly, a deep and cold voice interrupted them. "Am I interrupting you two?" Both of them were looking back. It was Alpha Jaxon. The most powerful and crueless Alpha in the world, who owned Astrid as his surroagte. ***************************************************************** Alpha Jaxon placed her directly on top of the librarian's massive desk. His hands began to wander all over her body touching her neck, her breasts, squeezing her ass. "Alpha Jaxon." His name left her lips as a moan before she was even conscious of what she was saying. He began to push up the voluminous skirts of her gown pulling her to the edge of the desk where he pressed up against her, his erection rubbing against her and making her feel so darn hot. She moaned even louder and Alpha Jaxon kissed the top of her breasts making her shiver. When he raised his head, his eyes were darker and his voice laboured. "Today is your ovulation day, right?"

When I was eight months pregnant, my husband's foster sister invited me to hike a snow-covered mountain. Midway up, an avalanche hit. We were both buried. My husband rushed to the scene, but before I could utter a word, his sister accused me: "She planned this! She tricked me into coming today!" I tried desperately to explain. He didn't listen. Instead, he lashed out at me. "Sandra doesn't know any better, but you should! So what if she's blunt? Is this your petty revenge? Your pathetic life couldn't even begin to repay hers if she'd been hurt!" Then he left. Took her hand. Walked away. I screamed after him, begging him to save our baby. He didn't even glance back. Worse, he unhooked my safety harness and shoved me out of the rescue group. "Since you're so clever, find your own way down." Not long after, another avalanche hit. This time, I couldn't get back up. Three hours later, Sandra was in a car accident. She needed a blood transfusion. That's when he finally thought of me. But by then, he didn't know—I was already gone. Me, and the child I'd never hold, were still buried under the snow.

His words pierced Freya's heart like needles. This was it, "Rejection". What she least expected. Has her life not been tampered with enough?  This was going to be the end of it, she has said to herself, but here she was, like a used tissue paper. She bowed her head in shame. This wasn't a dream, he really expressed his dislike towards her. He didn't feel an ounce of love for her, why then did he mate with her He was really disgusting. She raised her head up when the crowd made some noise.  He stood before the crowd, holding the hand of a lady.  "From today onwards, here is one I choose as my Luna," he announced with a wise smile. Freya glanced at him with red eyes. Her gaze moved to the lady he was holding. Her heart sank immediately when she saw her face. Reyna was the Luna he chose. Her eyes widened in shock, "so this is true". . . . Do you think the moon goddess will have someone far better than her fated mate? And what do you think will happen when Freya discovers that his fated mate and her best friend were the ones who orchestrated her parents' deaths so they can take over the pack? Will she still accept him or fight to regain her position as the true Luna of the pack?

It all began in Del Mar, a chance meeting with a single rule—one week only. Or did it? Lennox ‘Nox’ Demetri and Alexandria ‘Charli’ Collins had every intention of following their agreement but rules are made to be broken. In CUNNING they are reunited with Nox setting down new rules for the game and Charli having no choice but to follow them. Now, once again, the game has changed. Nox and Charli’s hot sensual encounter has grown into something more but it is threatened with secrets and regrets. Is it their love and intense sexual chemistry that’s pushing them together or something darker, a puppetmaster behind the scenes pulling the strings on their love affair? Shadowy villains lurk around each corner and everyone is suspect as Nox’s and Charli's pasts collide with the present and threaten to compel them back to their predestined fates. Can deals brokered in the past be negated by something as pure as love and as steamy as the attraction shared by Nox and Charli? Or was it all a deception—starting with that very first meeting? From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Aleatha Romig comes a sexy, new dominant hero who knows what he wants and a strong-willed heroine who has plans of her own. With classic Aleatha Romig twists and turns, the depth of this epic romantic suspense continues to reach new levels as past and present intertwine. The Infidelity series will have readers swooning one minute and screaming the next. Have you been Aleatha'd?

“I break every tie I have with you today, Sophie. Go and never return!” Those words were the beginning of Sophie's pain and never-ending struggles. Sophie Stones, once the beloved mate of Crown Prince Maxon Ironclaw, saw her world crumble with just a few damning words. Their love, once the envy of all, turned to ashes when Sophie was found guilty of killing Maxon's sister and cheating on him. Maxon, who had forsaken his crown for their love, felt the sting of betrayal pierce his heart. He severed all ties with Sophie, casting her out of the palace and erasing her from his life. Sophie, unaware of her pregnancy until after she was thrown out, discovered that one of her twins had a disability due to the fall caused by Maxon's push. This fueled an eternal enmity within her towards him, vowing to shield her children from his influence and make him pay if they ever crossed paths. Five years passed, and fate brought them face-to-face once more. Sophie's hatred for Maxon, fueled by her child's condition, remained steadfast. Simultaneously, Maxon's anger burned fiercely for Sophie's infidelity and her sister's death, driving them both to seek revenge upon each other. The stage was set for a confrontation where past wounds would resurface and old flames would reignite. Their once-broken relationship would either remain broken or be repaired.

Today was supposed to be my marking ceremony. Instead, it became my funeral. Eliza had run me down with her car. She dragged my broken body into the storage room. "Stay here. When the ceremony is over, I'll let you out." She wanted to take my place, to be marked by Greyson, as his Luna. Greyson loved me. But his family could never allow their precious Alpha son to marry a lowborn Omega. "Millie," murmured, his voice thick with guilt. "I have to obey my family and give them an heir first -- with Eliza. You know... she's Alpha blood. "Once the pup turns one, I'll marry you." And I marked the days one by one, counting down to our forever. He claimed it was a mere duty, but but their feverish nights suggested she was his preferred addiction. A month later, Eliza was pregnant. Ten months after that, she bore the Alpha's heir. Another twelve agonizing months dragged by, and finally, it was the day he was supposed to claim me. But now, I was lying here on the floor, my body shattered. Greyson's voice cut through the phone, sharp and impatient. "Why aren't you here yet? Haven't you been desperate to marry me?" "I've let the pup's birthday incident slide -- are you still going to sulk about it?" "If you don't show up, I'll mark Eliza instead." I wasn’t coming, Greyson. I couldn’t -- I was already dead. But he believed I was simply having a tantrum.

In the world of high finance, Melody Von Line is making a name for herself. She’s started working with the legendary Wolf of Bay Street as his associate, no less. There’re a few slight problems, okay, they’re huge. She didn’t know when they called him a wolf. They really meant it. He’s a wolf shifter. That wouldn’t be a problem if she were a human woman. She’s not. Melody is a fox, as in a fox shifter. Foxes are the prey for wolves, and it hasn’t changed. So, she desperately resists her growing attraction to the handsome wolf. But today’s the day he makes his move. Offering her a long weekend with him, no strings attached, anything goes, but they walk away at the end of the weekend and get on with their lives as it never happened.Things like this never go as planned. Malcolm wants to change the rules as the weekend winds down. But now he’s alone in the cottage, without a clue to where Melody has gone. Tuesday morning, he discovers she’s quit her job with no forwarding address. He wants answers. This has put him off his A-game because he wants her back. After a meeting over a year later, he sees her in a crowd. There’s no mistaking that fiery red hair, and she’s pushing a stroller with a child in it. A child who bears his distinctive blue wolf’s eyes. There’s no mistaking them. Now the hunt begins anew. No human could ever raise a shifter pup without their secret existence being revealed. This time he’s hunting two for keeps.