Red Princess

Amalia is a lycan princess who tries to keep a big secret in order to keep her life. She has two bodygards to keep her safe while one of them has a big secret of his own. But things are even more complicated at her romantic life as she has a huge crush at one of them and the other one is in love with her.

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr

Hunter was back, but this time, everything was different. With their biggest threat breathing down their necks, Kyra, Hunter, and Caleb will be tested like never before. At first, Kyra believes she can build a life with both of the men she loves, but it proves to be more difficult than she could have imagined. It's a race against time as she tries to help Hunter regain his memories. Being torn in two different directions, everything gets put on the line. Hunter's memories hold the key to their survival. Just when Kyra believes it can't get much worse, she is forced to choose between the two men she loves or lose them both. Can Hunter remember everything in time to put an end to the destruction they face? Will Kyra find a way to keep both Caleb and Hunter safe? Is it possible to have two mates, or must she give up one? Just how much is she willing to sacrifice for the fate of those she loves?

As the Alpha Princess, Elizabeth is asked by her Alpha King father to marry one of the famous Alpha heirs triplets—Alexander, Kai, and Ronan Ashford. Elizabeth's lover, Gideon, is about to return from the army and proposes to her, but her father does not agree to their union because of Gideon's inferior Gamma status. In order to get rid of this arranged marriage, Elizabeth and her father agree that she would hide her identity and enter the school where the triplets are studying, and as long as one of the triplets falls in love with her without knowing who she is, she will agree to marry him. Her father agrees to help hide her identity. Elizabeth enters the school in disguise and happens to meet the Ashford triplets. Elizabeth tries to hide her identity in front of the triplets, but they seem to have seen through her disguise: ”Why l think you’re lying, Princess Elizabeth?”

From crazily chasing behind her crush, who rejected her, she found herself falling for her contracted husband, who was arrogant.   "Am I not looking attractive?" Abby asked, pulling his face closer to her by the collar.   "A lot!" Steven mumbled.   "What about my attitude? Is it bothering you?" update time : Every Friday GMT - 3:00 p.m. IST- 8:30 p.m.   "No!" Steven said. Actually, it did at first.   "Will you oppose if I say I want to get pleasured by you?"   Steven shocked. His heartbeat, which had been throbbed all the while, now stopped for a second.   Abby is now seeking his touch, but when she has no choice but to choose him as her contract husband, she soulfully hates his arrogance.   Just jump into the story to know how she falls for him despite having personal hate towards him and also how his arrogance turned into softness for her.

Tara and Mike didn't choose each other. An arranged marriage binds them, trapping them in a cohabitation as burning as it is explosive. She, audacious, obstinate, wants to tame this man with the fiery gaze, this cold, angry husband who hides his wounds behind a wall of ice. He, haunted by his fears, consumed by jealousy, fights against the disturbance this unsubmissive woman awakens in him. Between confrontations and attraction, their daily life becomes a battlefield where every word is a weapon, every glance a provocation. Tara wants to understand him, to push him to love. Mike wants to protect himself from her, but ends up burning with desire for her. In this war where love and hate intertwine, the real battle lies elsewhere: learning to trust, to respect, to heal. But when two wounded souls clash, can one truly hope for peace… or only reap the ashes of an impossible love?

Archer has always known what is expected of him. He accepts to be betrothed to a woman, he doesn't know, for the sake of the kingdom. An alliance between the two kingdoms is needed to fight off the rebels. He goes to great lengths to win the affection of his betrothed. Adalia doesn't want to be an ornament. She wants to be a strong queen, who joins her army in battles. But she is a princess. The only thing expected of her is to be beautiful and reproduce one heir after another. Adalia goes to Archer's kingdom ready to accept her fate. But when she runs into Xander her childhood crush, she commits to marrying him instead of the future King.

Haunted by his own actions that led to a tragic accident claiming his best friend's life, Prince Maximillian embraces a reckless lifestyle, burdened by remorse, and is compelled to return home. Frustrated by his parents' concerns, he writes a farewell letter, intending to live as a commoner. However, his self-destructive plans change unexpectedly when he meets Edwina, or Eddie, a woman defying societal norms by dressing and behaving like a man. Enchanted by her confidence and wit, he falls in love. His attempts to win her over are thwarted by her devoted friend who desires her for himself, a persistent princess, and Edwina's determination to maintain her unique identity as her father's "son."

“I, Elena Black, daughter of Gabe Black, accept your rejection” I said, sitting on the floor as the tears rolled down my eyes. The physical pain was no longer there but I was broken. “From today, I, Alpha North, declare Elena Black, daughter of Gabe Black, as a slave to my mate and Luna, Leila.” he announced. *** Elena Black was a wolfless and weak. Degraded by everyone, she lost every hope of ever belonging or finding a mate who would accept her but Alpha North changed that. She felt relieved and excited but on the day she found out she was pregnant, she was rejected and the one person she loved rejected and made her a slave to the woman he got married to. When she felt she had lost hope, it came in the form of Alpha Elian, the Alpha of Emberfall pack who called her his mate. He retracted that statement soon after but refused to let her go. Her situation only became worse and she wished for anything apart from this life of chaos but what happens when her fated mate retraces his steps to undo all he had done? Would the rejected slave be considered a Luna or would she forever be placed on the ground and stepped on? Elena must fight but would she win?

To help my surgeon husband with his erectile dysfunction, I made an appointment with an expert six months in advance. But as the day approached, Isiah Coleman canceled it without explanation. Just as I was about to call him to demand answers, I spotted a post from his female friend on her social media. My usually stoic husband was beaming as he wrapped his arms around her. The caption read: [Only I can cure your illness.] What struck me, though, was the telltale bulge in his pants in the photo—a reaction I'd never seen from him with me. With a cold laugh, I liked the post and left a comment: [What a miracle worker!] The post exploded, with everyone speculating whether I'd confront the mistress. But what awaited him after the holiday was our freshly printed divorce certificate.