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WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES AND MATURE ELEMENTS, SUITABLE ONLY FOR READERS AGED 18 AND ABOVE. Read at your own discretion. They started as nemeses. Rivals in the game of love. Both are masters of their games. Bienley Cullen takes girls like a meal. A master of seduction, charming girls with his charismatic demeanor and captivating smile. However, his once seemingly flawless existence was disrupted when he crossed paths with a guy who brought about restless nights and an unfamiliar, gnawing hunger within him. Devon Dalton, the fierce gang leader whose mere gaze evoked fear and doubt about his existence. Devon's mere presence exuded an air of raw power and unbridled authority, yet this was not what Bienley feared. He feared of losing himself to his unmatched seduction. Can he permit himself to be lured and submit to his temptation? Can he give up his reputation as a Casanova for a man who intends to dominate him? Can he play the game by Devon's rules? Bienley Cullen, the virgin wrecker casanova, and Devon Dalton, the fierce gang leader, two boys played by fate, yet amidst society's disdain, they shaped their world far beyond the conventional. #Prequel to Bloodline:Heirs

“Stay with me this time. Forever!"She is breathtaking. She is his fated mate. He adores her, craves her, desperately wants to keep her with him.But for some reason, she remains mysterious and elusive.Alpha King Enrick has asked her this question several times over the past five years. But every time he woke up after a blissful night together, he was alone in bed.He never knows in advance the time and day when she returns. His beautiful goddess, she suddenly appears before him, more often at night. Then her intoxicating scent fades all his worries and those lonely nights without her.She is his, given to him by the Moon Goddess.“One day we will be together for the rest of our lives. I swear!" she promised once. Just that one time. But he's still eagerly awaiting the fulfillment of her promise.And then one day, when he faces the most critical battle in his life, she shows up in broad daylight, supreme and confident, with her sword aloft. She publicly claims her position as the Luna Queen next to him. But when he catches sight of her, the surprise is too extensive for him to comprehend.

One vampire. One Vampire hunter. A forbidden bond. Isabelle Howell seems like your average everyday girl, but I'll let you in on a little secret. She's actually a Slayer and a very good one at that. She spends her nights tangling with the somewhat unsavoury supernaturals that roam the earth, feasting on innocents. Committed to her job and unknown hero to the average humans who walk around blissfully unaware. Isabelle is over the moon when she is given a high priority assignment, something she has waited for, for so long. The chance to prove she can handle herself, the chance to work her way up to the elite team and go on the really dangerous assignments. Her target, you ask? Cassius Lockwood. Powerful pureblood vampire. As handsome as he is cruel. The blood- fiend, well known for his merciless ways. His reputation doesn't put her off if anything she finds the challenge exciting. That is, however, until she has him (or who she thinks is him) cowering before her. At a time where she should be thrilled, it just isn’t right and what he says to her will haunt her for the rest of her days.

“Answer me, Nessa. Do you want to kiss me again?” When I finally opened my mouth to answer, Vito interrupted me. “And before you do, you should know the power your words hold, so think very well before you do.” I wasn’t ashamed to admit that I’d fantasized about it a few nights prior. “I do.” I finally answered, my words just as breathless as his. “You are certain that you want to do this?” I almost smiled. He was supposed to be a big bad mafia boss, but there he was making sure that I really wanted him to fuck me. Without saying anything else, I held the lapels of his shirt and brought his lips down on mine. ~•~ Nessa Sims faces an unfortunate fate when Vito Giancana, the don of the Italian mafia, offers her a job. However, she declines the offer when she realizes he is part of the mafia. Vito needs her skills and will not take no for an answer, so he blackmails her with one of her deepest secrets, forcing her to live with him to keep her safe from the dangers of the mafia. In a forced proximity, they agree to keep their relationship strictly professional, but when they share an accidental kiss, would they be able to adhere to their agreement? Or would they put everything at risk to please themselves?

"I, Kashton Blackwood, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack, reject you, Nora, as my mate and my Luna." Nora spent five years as a ghost in her own home. She was the "Replica Luna," the woman Kashton married only because his true love, Maeve, had vanished. She endured his cold stares, his late nights, and the crushing silence of a man who looked at her but saw a mistake. When Maeve returns, Kashton throws Nora out like yesterday’s trash, unaware that she is carrying the heirs he claimed he never wanted. Seven years later, Nora is no longer the girl who begs for crumbs of affection. She’s a woman under the protection of Deluca—a rival Alpha who treats her like a queen and loves her children as his own. But when a territorial dispute brings Kashton face-to-face with the woman he threw away, the obsession takes root. Kashton wants his wife back. He wants his children. And he’s willing to burn the world down to claim what he rejected. But Deluca has a message for him: "She was your mate by fate, but she’s mine by choice. And I don’t give back what I’ve taken."

She thought marrying the city’s most dazzling billionaire CEO would give her happiness. Instead, she was met with cold indifference, mockery from his relatives, and nights spent alone in an empty marriage. When he shamelessly brought his first love into their home, her patience shattered. With trembling hands but unwavering resolve, she threw the divorce papers on his desk. “You’ll regret this,” he warned with a cruel sneer. But she didn’t look back. Just when the world thought she had lost everything, a shocking truth unraveled—she wasn’t ordinary at all. She was the long-lost daughter of a powerful dynasty. Her eldest brother, a business tycoon, showered her with billions in shares. Her second brother, a ruthless lawyer, stripped her ex-husband of everything. Her third brother, a superstar adored worldwide, declared to the media, “This is my one and only sister.” From ashes, she rose into a queen no one dared touch. Her glow lit up the world, and every man who once scorned her could only watch in regret. When her ex-husband finally came crawling back, begging for one more chance, her brothers only sneered— “Dream on. A man like you isn’t even worthy to stand in her shadow.”

After I fainted from the pain, I learned the truth about my mate Kaelen’s position as Alpha of the Grayswood pack. He had inherited it from his older brother, who had died in battle. Not only did Kaelen take his brother's power, but he also inherited his brother's widow, the former Luna, Lydia. I wanted to reject him and break free from our mate bond, but Kaelen wouldn’t let me. He begged me with tears in his eyes and promised, "I have to bear a pup with Lydia to truly inherit the pack. Violetta, I swear that you're the only one I love. Once Lydia is with pup, you and I can finally be together openly!" That year, Kaelen spent 54 nights in Lydia’s bed. At first, it was once a month, but soon it became nearly every two days. Finally, after the 54th night, the news came that Lydia was carrying his pup. And that was when I finally gave up hope. But when I faked my death and escaped with our pup, Kaelen went mad. He didn't care about the Alpha title he had just obtained. He searched the world over for us, desperate to find me and our pup.

I was Alpha Damon’s Head Beta. For six years, I had been his partner in bed and his second-in-command. When he announced our mating ceremony, the entire pack celebrated. My dream was finally within reach. But then, outside his private trophy room, I heard him bragging about his “Luna trials.” And just like that, I learned the truth. I wasn’t his one and only. I was one of thirty candidates. He’d spent a month with each of us, grading our bodies, our submission, our performance. My score? Lower than an Omega’s. Lower than Lydia’s. “Fucking Lydia was incredible,” he boasted. “I could barely pull myself away. Then I look at Elysia—so stiff, so in control—and I’m just… bored.” Ice flooded my veins. My body went numb. Six years of devotion. Countless nights tangled in his sheets. It all meant less than a cheap thrill and a wolf who knew how to kneel. My heartbreak hardened into ice. I sent a message to an Alpha who had wanted me long ago. “Adrian, you once said your offer to mate was a standing one. Does it still stand? Damon and I are over now.”

"Take off your panties, princess. I want to see the pussy that’s been soaking the sheets and moaning my name in her sleep every night, while wearing my son’s ring.” "Yes, daddy." * Reina thought marriage meant love. But for two long, aching years, all it gave her was cold nights and a husband who never touched her. She was starving. And Domenico Gravano—her devil father-in-law—was the only man who ever made her feel full. He’s twice her age. Deadly. Filthy rich, and built like a god. The kind of man who doesn’t ask. He takes. And when he sees the way she shivers under his stare, he doesn’t hesitate. He gives her everything she's always wanted. It’s forbidden. It's filthy. And it’s about to become her obsession. But Domenico doesn’t do soft. He doesn’t do love. He does control. He does power. He does ownership. And Reina? She’s about to find out what happens when a Gravano decides to make you moan… and never stop. He’s her father-in-law. He’s her first real pleasure. He’s the man who will destroy them both… just to keep her.

An Alpha? 😀 Yes—an artistic one. But this time, it’s not him. It’s her. Ayla Cross, a tattoo artist who thought she had escaped her past. But no Owner of The Runed Den, she spent her nights inking stories onto other people’s skin, never realizing her own was hiding one. Until the night he walked in. Kian Vale—a mysterious stranger with eyes like liquid silver and a voice that carried thunder—came seeking a tattoo that matched the mark from Ayla’s dreams: a sigil of power older than any pack legend. When she inked it onto his skin, something inside her awakened. Her tattoos began to move. The moon itself seemed to breathe with her heartbeat. Now hunted by two rival werewolf clans, Ayla learns the truth: she is the Runed Luna, the lost heir of a bloodline thought extinct, born to command the ancient runes that shape reality itself. But every mark she draws binds her closer to Kian… and to the curse that could destroy them both. As shadows close in and bloodlines clash, Ayla must decide: Will she rewrite her fate in ink and moonlight— or be consumed by the story written beneath her skin? Unknown to you. Unknown to me. What could happen next?