Pure Consort

She’s pure, innocent and the sweetest thing in the world. He’s the devil incarnate, a mafia king with a heart so cold that it could freeze hell over. But when they meet there’s an instant spark of desire that draws them together like no other.

Lily needs to take care of her sick brother and ensure her mother keeps her job with the Hollands. Will her pure heartedness capture the heart of the brutal CEO, Damson who is desperate to claim his position officially as the CEO of Holland's Empire?

The Pure Souls, The Morally Greys, and The Villains. Serephine’s only task was to hunt the Pure Souls among the mortals and siphon their energy to expand the Demon Lord’s army. But when she mistakenly harvests the corrupt soul of a cursed, brooding Alpha named Chase, the consequences are catastrophic. Kicked out of her home—The Ninth Hell—Serephine is exiled to Chase’s pack with one mission: reverse her mistake or remain a mortal forever. Upon her arrival in the human world, Serephine is met with a brutal reality. Stripped of her powers and left in a broken mortal form, she begins to question everything she once knew. What was supposed to be a journey of atonement spiraled into a whirlwind romance, forcing the cursed Alpha and the fallen demon to cross boundaries that threaten to shatter them both. In a world of fated mates and accident curses, can a demon find redemption in the arms of the man she was sent to destroy?

Falling for her stepbrother was pure madness, and Simone knew it... Having him reciprocate is dream material though. A tender look here, a smile there, and she could delude herself into thinking he cared as well. But what if she's not so delusional after all? What next?

She is a Pure omega and queen of her pack, until her husband dethroned her and locked her away. Two of his sons discover the truth and ask the alpha of the enemy pack for help. But it will only accept on one condition. She has to be his And she will never belong to anyone

Tonight was the Luna ceremony of Michelle Wright, a pure Alpha descendant. The one who personally placed the Luna crown on her head was Ronan Black, the Alpha of the Sacred Wolf Pack, who had shared my bed for five years. And I, reduced to an Omega, stood like an abandoned spirit in the darkest corner of the altar. To humiliate me, Michelle poured the pure Alpha blood that symbolized honor straight over my body. She accused me of being consumed by jealousy, pointing to a wound she had cut with a silver blade. She even fabricated false evidence, claiming I had consorted with rogues and betrayed the pack. As the Stone of Reckoning displayed my name and the order of exile, and the crowd prepared to drag me away, I lifted my gaze. "Ronan, did you ever consider that your precious Luna might be a fraud who stole my bloodline and claimed it as her own?"

She was a free bird who wanted to fly in sky like a carefree bird but now she is caged bird who was struggling to get out of that prison. she tried a lot to break this prison but her destiny was sealed with the devil who only wanted to destroy her completely without any mercy. she didn't know why she is getting this unbearable punishment????? why she was being caged??? she did know nothing. she sacrificed herself for her only family, her father. saving her father, she loose herself. A devil brutally snatched her pure identity and shoved a new tainted identity on her face. Now she was living her new tainted identity, but she wanted to run away from there where she can live with her pure identity because she hated herself and her new identity as "Mistress".

In Reychelle City, a contest was held to crown the most beautiful woman. After my cousin scarred my face, she seized first place with ease. What she never expected was that this year's contest wasn't for fame; it was to select the future wife of the Third Prince, a ruthless, bloodthirsty eunuch. That very afternoon, gifts poured in by the cartload. My betrothed panicked. That night, he tore up our engagement contract and carried my cousin into the bridal chamber. The next day, she trailed her lacquered fingertips across my cheek and sneered, "Alicia, with your ruined face, who would ever want you? Perhaps the beggar at the street corner might take you in." I caught her wrist, let out a cold laugh, and said, "Who told you I would marry a beggar?" Before her stunned eyes, I pushed open my parents' chamber doors. "Mom, since Maggie doesn't wish to be the prince's consort… let me take her place." Three years later, before the eyes of a shocked court, the Third Prince entered the grand hall with me at his side, with two children in tow. No one had foreseen it. This body of mine, blessed with the rarest gift of fertility, was the perfect match for a man believed incapable of siring heirs.

What happens where you get kidnapped by a pure blood vampire? ~ Veronica, a 21 years old, doesn't believe in fantasies. Unknown to her,vampires are real! ~ Worst, she is mated to her captivator and falling for a heartless vampire. ~ How will their love fight through thousands of oppositions...

Julian Silas is a man living as a shadow. After the suspicious death of his father, a legendary royal jeweler, Julian’s treacherous stepfather seized the family’s prestigious workshop, forcing Julian into a life of clandestine labor. While his stepbrothers parade around high society in Julian’s designs, Julian remains locked in the cellar forge, known to the world only as a common servant. His only connection to his true identity is a pair of heirloom cufflinks—exquisite silver swans bearing the "Cigna," a secret mark used by his ancestors to authenticate their greatest works. Across the capital, Queen Althea is fighting a war of her own. Her advisors are pressuring her to enter a loveless political alliance to stabilize the crown. Defiant, she hosts a grand masquerade, declaring that she will choose a consort based on character, not a pedigree curated by the council. When Julian arrives at the ball in a suit of his own tailoring, he and Althea share a night of genuine connection, discussing the beauty of creation and the weight of duty. But as the clock strikes midnight, a palace security breach forces Julian to flee. In his haste to scale the garden wall, one of his Cigna cufflinks is torn from his sleeve and falls into the dewy grass. The Queen finds the token, but rather than sending her guards to find a man who "fits the suit," she turns to her greatest strength: her intellect. She recognizes that the "Cigna" isn't just an ornament—it’s a Coded Sign.