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Some wounds don't bleed where anyone can see them. Sera Voss walked into her mate's study one night carrying the most important secret of her life. She walked out carrying it still. Because before she could open her mouth — before she could find the words for the two pink lines sitting on her bathroom sink, for the tiny heartbeat growing quietly beneath her ribs — Kael Drayden, Alpha of the Ashveil Pack, looked at her across his desk with decided eyes and spoke the words that unmade everything. *I reject you, Sera Voss, as my destined mate.* She felt the bond snap like a spine breaking. She felt the hollow it left — cold and sudden and enormous — open up beneath her ribs where warmth used to live. And she pressed her hand flat against her stomach, and she said nothing. Because he didn't deserve to know. Because her daughter deserved better than growing up in the shadow of a man who chose someone else before she had even drawn her first breath. Because some decisions, once made, cannot be unmade — and Sera Voss was done waiting for people to choose her. She left that night with one bag, one secret, and nothing else. --- She built a life from scratch in a town where nobody knew her name. A diner. A small warm room above a bakery. A landlady named Donna who never asked questions and always made extra food. A routine that kept the grief from swallowing her whole in the quiet hours after midnight when the bond's absence felt loudest and the room felt smallest and she pressed both hands against her growing stomach and talked to her daughter like she was the only person left in the world. Because right then, she was.

After my mom, Margaret Hale, dies of a heart attack, she starts appearing in my sister Claire Dawson's dreams. In a dream, Mom tells Claire to climb Mount Mistwood before sunrise and burn the entrance ticket for her, or the other ghosts will bully her. Claire doesn't tell me anything. She packs a bag in the middle of the night and forces herself to the summit. While she's gasping her way up that mountain, I'm asleep at home when I suddenly go into cardiac arrest. I wake up in the emergency room with doctors shouting over me. I barely survive before Mom appears in Claire's dreams again. This time, she says skydiving is her last wish. If Claire doesn't do it for her, she won't rest in peace. Claire signs up right away, ignoring everything I say. But then, her parachute refuses to open, and she plummets toward the ground. Luckily, she gets snagged in a tree and walks away without a scratch. Meanwhile, I miss a step going downstairs, tumble to the bottom, end up covered in bruises, and break five ribs. While I'm recovering in the hospital, Mom shows up in Claire's dreams again. Now, she wants Claire to go to the South Pole for her, saying she can finally move on and be reincarnated once Claire completes the trip. Claire doesn't hesitate and books a tour on the spot. While she's taking pictures with penguins, I freeze to death back home during a 104-degree heatwave. Only after I die does it finally hit me that Mom's missions for Claire always end with me on death's doorstep. What I don't understand is how Mom keeps shifting the danger meant for Claire onto me instead. The next time I open my eyes, I'm back on the morning after Mom first appeared in Claire's dream.

Marco - The Don of the Cosa Nostra, cold, heartless and shielded, let's no one in. Conceals his pain. He is engaged to Roxy, for business. With no love or chemistry between them, their marriage is set to be nothing more than business. Lucia - An ordinary woman, with nothing special about her, or so she believes. She runs on emotions. Suffering from anxiety attacks and crazy moments. She's the complete opposite of Marco. Like him, she is engaged, only it's forced on her. Lucia - Life was great until a year ago, I had just been told about my mother's death to watch the love of my life and sister shot before my eyes. The loving father I once had, now cold, calculated, sells me. My newest boyfriend's last quest for me leaves me facing Marco - The Don. I won't go down without a fight. Keeping me captive in his great fortress, I can't escape. What I thought was my life, crumbled down when I found out the secrets my family had hidden. Even Marco couldn't comprehend how deep into the Cosa Nostra I have been since the day I was born. Marco - I knew it was a mistake taking her home, and keeping her hostage until I uncovered the truth. That mistake led to me feeling. It led me to want her like I had never wanted anyone else before. She ripped me open and pulled the feelings free I had buried and tried hiding throughout my life. She just walked in, blew up my life and said, deal with it. Like emotion isn't a weakness. PLEASE BE AWARE. Do not read if you are sensitive to the TW topics. This is one of my most open, raw, and descriptive books. It isn't often it fades to black.

"Choke on my dick, baby girl," Daddy growled, fisting my hair as he shoved his cock down my throat. "This what you wanted?" he growled. "Your uncle's cock inside you? Fucking you while your parents sleep upstairs?" • She’s young, dripping wet, and utterly fucked the moment they lay eyes on her. In YOURS, DADDIES, one insatiable woman gets claimed hard and without mercy by older, dominant men who know exactly how to break her open and make her beg. These aren’t gentle lovers—they’re rough, experienced daddies who growl “Mine” while pinning her down, stretching her tight holes with thick cocks, and filling her until she’s leaking their cum and screaming their names. From the ruthless CEO who bends her over his desk, spanking her ass red before fucking her throat raw and calling her his perfect little slut… to the tattooed brothers who take turns pounding her in every position, double-penetrating her until she’s a trembling, cum-drenched mess, sobbing “Yes, Daddy, harder.” Every story is packed with filthy daddy kink: choking grips on her throat, praise mixed with degradation (“Such a good girl taking two cocks like a whore”), rough breeding fantasies, light bondage, and group scenes where multiple alphas use her body like their personal toy—edging her, denying her orgasms, then ruining her with explosive releases. No vanilla bullshit here. Just raw, sweat-soaked, pussy-pounding obsession. She gets marked, owned, and ruined in the dirtiest ways possible—left gaping, bruised, and addicted to being their fucktoy. If you can’t handle getting soaked just reading the warnings… walk away now. But if you crave being utterly destroyed by possessive daddies who won’t stop until you’re theirs forever—open wide, baby girl. They’re coming for every hole.

Hazel was the pack's unwanted omega, no worth, no wolf, no family, no hope.When the Alpha’s son publicly rejects her as his mate, she flees from the pack at night, but the moon goddess isn't done with her yet. She wakes up to find herself in the castle of the wolf king, who happens to be her second chance mate. Arden, the Alpha king, is cold, suspicious, and broken by past betrayals. He refuses to trust her, denies his affection towards her, but the bond burns between them, undeniably. As war gathers and enemies close in, and secrets from the past open up, Hazel must prove she's more than a worthless rejected omega, she's the Luna who will change everything. And now a broken wolf king must decide: will he let his past destroy their future or will he risk everything to love the woman the moon goddess chose for him?

Bliss Carnap's life has been a tumultuous journey. Orphaned at birth, she was raised by her aunt, Deaconess Patricia, in Dakota. However, Aunt Patty's desperation for wealth led her to exploit Bliss, introducing her to prostitution at just 13 years old. Bliss was forced to grow up too quickly, learning to numb herself to the trauma. By 18, she had lost count of the men she had been with. Her life was a mere existence, devoid of emotions. That was until Zeke Kian, a charming soccer player from NYU, entered her life. Zeke is determined to win Bliss over, but she is unwilling to open up, fearing the vulnerability. As Zeke pursues Bliss, she must confront her dark past and the emotional scars that haunt her. Will Zeke's persistence break down Bliss's defenses, or will she remain trapped in her shell of numbness?

When Erica quit her job as a ;sports physio , to open a bakery business, she called it quits on love and anything to do with relationships. That included soccer players. When her luck in love takes a turn for the best after being betrayed by her assistant multiple times, with men that had shown interest in her... She is stuck in between choosing an ex-soccer star who she hated only to love after he showed her his true nature heart heart, and her long time best friend & fellow Chef Marc Jasper who saved her & claimed her as his when she needed love the most . Both of which had previously resisted her shop assistant. Who will Erica end up choosing ? Will the right guy win her heart in the end ? Will she choose the right man for her heart?

I had hoped that the portal wouldn't open again, that I just just move on with my day. But what are you to do when your primary job as a cataclypse hybrid, is to stop the dead from crossing over into the land of the living. My sister and I spend our days enjoying the sun in out country home away from the busy city. She is a tiger shifter aka a cataclyse. When we meet our mates under unfortunate circumstances and a crazy warlock wants to kidnap my mates mom, we have to make a choice. Do we launch ourselves into the portal to save those we love? Or do we leave everything and everyone we know behind? This book does contain mature content. There will be talk of werewolves, vampires, warlocks, tiger shifters, and undead. This is a supernatural book that is bound to take you for a ride.

My wife, Alayna Watson, is childish as ever even though we've been married for eight years. From time to time, she'll use her prank toys on me just to trick me. Oftentimes, I just toss the toys into the store without thinking much about them. A few days later, when I'm cleaning the house, I suddenly remember the box that Alayna has pranked me with, so I decide to throw it away. When I open the lid, I smell a foul odor wafting from within the box. A severed arm lies quietly there. I slump to the floor instantly out of alarm and shock. With trembling fingers, I manage to call 911. When the DNA results are out, the police officer shows a weird and conflicted expression. "Sir, the DNA we've extracted from this arm… belongs to Alayna Watson."”

The powerful Will Hudson, Bardou City's untouchable kingmaker, was set to marry my sister. Everyone said he was a monster, a man broken in body and mind, that marrying him was no different from stepping into hell itself. My sister, Carrie Wheaton, wept as if her heart would break. I pulled her aside and said, "I'll marry him for you. But in return, you'll stay in the countryside and guard the safe buried beneath Mom's grave. For three years, you mustn't open it." She thought it held a fortune—billions, perhaps—and joy lit up her face. She agreed without hesitation. I watched her greedy expression twist with excitement and couldn't help the cold smile that rose within me. 'Carrie, guard it well. Let's see if you can handle the kind of fortune that can destroy you.'