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"A Luna's Revenge" is a thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and werewolf lore. Leighton Fishburne, a werewolf banished from his pack, settles in Clydentown where he meets the captivating Anastasia Palmer. Their romance is interrupted by the sudden appearance of Leighton's half-brother, Jeff Rawlings, who warns him to leave town. When Leighton accidentally ingests wolfsbane, he injures Anna and is knocked out by Jeff. Soon after, the CEO of Anna's company is killed, and Leighton and Anna team up with an undercover CIA operative to investigate the death. They uncover a dark secret that leads to a showdown between werewolves, as Anna seeks revenge for her father's death years earlier. As the mystery deepens, Leighton and Anna's relationship becomes strained, with Anna's thirst for revenge threatening to consume her. Leighton tries to help her regain her humanity, but their love is put to the ultimate test as Anna's plan for vengeance puts them both in danger. Meanwhile, Jeff's true nature is revealed, leading to a thrilling confrontation between him and Anna. In the end, "A Luna's Revenge" delivers a gripping tale of love, loyalty, and werewolf legend, with unexpected twists and turns that will keep readers on the edge of their seats until the very end.

Destined together before they were even born. Is it possible? Emery France Van Allan, a well-known prince has to marry due to his father's sake. He has been enjoying his life like a commoner, partying and living the life instead of being at the castle, fulfilling his prince's duties. One look at him, no one would have guessed that he's royalty but it's in his blood and his fate. What happens when he's been called by the Queen for his responsibility with Emma, a girl he hardly knows?

Five years ago, struggling law student Isla Monroe fell in love with a charming stranger during a whirlwind summer in Tuscany. He was kind, generous, and intensely private. When she discovered she was pregnant, he was already gone—and she had no way of finding him. What she didn’t know was that he was Lucien Wolfe, a reclusive tech billionaire hiding from the world after a public betrayal. Now, their worlds collide when Lucien acquires the struggling startup where Isla works. He’s no longer the soft-spoken man she once knew—he’s ruthless, guarded, and intent on control. But the moment he sees her, something shifts. He doesn’t remember her name, but he remembers her—and Isla knows it’s only a matter of time before he discovers the truth about the little boy with his eyes.

Esme Brynn, co-leader of the nightingale pack, is fierce, strong-willed and won't to stand for anyone's bullshit.When the Alpha of the powerful Pheonix pack, Theodore Rivers, takes an interest in her, she quickly finds that he is everything she hates: obnoxious, arrogant and condescending.But he can't seem to leave her alone. And however much she despises his snide remarks and tormenting and however horribly they clash, in a cruel deed of fate, they are forced together as mates.At first, Esme remains resolved against him, refusing to accept him as her mate. But when Theodore challenges her independence and puts her through an extreme test of courage and strength, can she persevere?

A beautiful journey of a boy and a girl in a relationship of lifetime called “Marriage “. A story of how they meet, fall in love and get married.

Vampires exist. Patricia encountered them when she was a child but who would have thought that she'd be attracted to one. Liam would do anything to protect her from others. But who will protect her from him?Trish hated vampires since her parents were murdered by the. What happens when she discovers that the man he was attracted to turns out to a vampire? Can she really trust him when he lied about his true identity. Liam promised to protect her bloodline. He failed when her parents were killed. There was no way he will fail in protecting her. Lots of secrets would be revealed about Patricia's connections to vampires, secrets that could bind him to Liam or set them apart.

Studying abroad can be incredibly lonely at times. That night, I was in my room, indulging in a little treat for myself, when my best friend suddenly burst through the door. "Doing it yourself is no fun. Come on. There's a super cool cabaret show going on. Let's go see it together!" On stage, my friend was reclining in a chair behind the curtain, with two strong-looking men on top of her. "Come on. Join us for a group dance..."

When her world turned upsidedown, Bella had no choice than to accept the offer to work as a house maid for The Benson's family but literally just for Peter, Mr and Mrs Benson's only son. They needed someone to take good care of their son (NOT BABYSIT) whenever they are away for business trips as usual. As time goes on, Bella became more than a maid to Peter.

My childhood sweetheart and younger brother both fell in love with the underprivileged student who moved into our home. After she took my family and fiancé away from me, I chose to disappear from their lives forever. But after I left, the fiancé who once told me he wished I were dead went mad trying to find me.

My husband's first love had been trapped in a car for an hour. After they pulled her out, his rage shifted onto me. “It’s your fault she got hurt,” he spat, his eyes blazing as he grabbed me. Before I could make sense of what was happening, he forced me into a wooden box, slamming the lid down with a deafening crack. “You’re going to feel every ounce of the pain she went through,” he hissed, nailing it shut. I pounded on the walls, my screams tearing through the air. “Please, I didn’t do anything! Let me out!” My throat burned with the effort, my fists aching, but nothing stopped him. “Stay in there until you’ve figured out how to act like a decent human being,” he said, his voice cold, dripping with contempt. Hours passed. My body twisted unnaturally in the tight space, bones throbbing as blood smeared the wood beneath me. I whispered into the dark, the pain unbearable. "Please… just let me out…" But he didn’t care. A week later, he returned, his laughter echoing with hers as they entered the house, carefree from their trip. He finally opened the box. But by then, I was already gone. The woman he locked away was no longer breathing, no longer pleading. Just a cold, silent corpse.