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I built them up. I gave them everything. And they destroyed me. I thought love meant sacrifice. I thought friendship meant loyalty. But I was wrong. I bankrolled my boyfriend, helping him rise from nothing, believing in his dreams. I took my best friend under my wing, giving her everything she never had. But while I was away, enjoying a much-needed girls' trip—the one she conveniently backed out of—they were busy betraying me in the worst way possible. I found out by accident. A simple call from his phone, meant to tell my best friend I was back, turned into the moment that shattered my world. "My baby." Those words on the screen made my stomach drop. And then I read more. "I’m just after her money. Once I get enough, I’ll leave her. I’m collecting from her and her father. I’ll use her and dump her." Every message felt like a dagger to my heart. The man I loved, the friend I trusted—they had been plotting against me all along. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I can’t think. I can’t breathe. What do I do? Do I confront them? Do I scream? Do I fall apart? I want to wake up. I want this to be a nightmare. But it’s not. This is my reality. And I don’t know what happens next.

Title: The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet Genre: WEREWOLF Trope: HIDDEN HERITAGE AND BETRAYAL Theme: MYSTERY AND THRILLER Setting: MYSTICAL WORLD, CRIMSON CITY, MID 20TH CENTURY Blurb: Her legs had barely stretched as she stood when the hairs on her neck stood on end. An instinctive sense of awareness creeping through her. It wasn’t the usual eerie silence of the room, it was something more. A presence loomed behind her, dark and predatory. “Thought you could steal from me?”…. Lycia, a thief who never knew she was anything more than human, was sent to steal a magical artifact from a mansion. She was captured by Cove, a cold-hearted Lycan alpha. She had to take up the quest to receive a pay to afford the medication of her guardian, Jack. She’s thrown into a dark world of secrets, where she learns she’s far from ordinary. Hidden powers stir within her, and the truth behind her parents' death comes crashing down. Trapped between revenge, betrayal, and a destiny she never asked for, Lycia must face her fears, fight for survival, and scream out for the power that calls to her. What dark secrets about her past will Lycia uncover as she delves deeper into the world of Lycans? Can she trust the ruthless alpha who captured her, or is he hiding his own deadly agenda? What will happen when her brother, the merciless werewolf hunter, learns of her true identity? Will Lycia embrace her hidden powers in time to stop the war brewing in the shadows or will her enemies destroy her before she can reclaim her destiny as the true Luna?

He groaned. "I can hear your heart, little one. Does that excite you?" He can hear my heart! She had to clear her throat before she could answer. "It's the way you talk." One of his claws caressed her cheek. He leaned down close, those golden eyes gleaming, his face a shadow. Her breath caught. "I could lick you again, make you scream with pleasure. Would you like that?" ************************************** Purchased by the Demon King, Victoria O'Hare is thrown into the world of the immortal. Brutal and ruled by instinct, the Demon King comes to her in the dark, filling her world with pleasure and fear. Cursed and broken, King Sebastian struggles to control his inner demon. He now owns a sweet little beauty. One who calls to him in the darkness. One he could kill in an instant. Victoria struggles to show Sebastian there is more to him than his brutal nature. Despite his curse, Sebastian is tempted to accept all Victoria has to offer. When a desperate werewolf and an evil army threaten war, King Sebastian must accept what he is and protect the woman he loves...if his inner demon doesn't kill her first.

“Where the hell is Victoria?!” Mrs. Langston’s scream echoed through the hall, her voice trembling with anger. Everyone looked as confused as she was—the bride at the altar wasn’t her daughter. **** Victoria Langston—powerful, ambitious, and determined to save her family’s legacy, even at the cost of marrying someone she didn’t love—billionaire Micheal Sterling, left everything behind. She survived a fire accident, only to wake up with no memory of her past and a burning desire to escape from the life they claimed she once wanted. Jake Blackwell, her fiercest rival who also turned out to be her savior, lost everything in the fire—his identity, his position as the CEO of the Sharks Luxury Hotels, and most importantly, his father’s trust—driving him to seek revenge against the Langstons. In public, the two are sworn enemies, in a quest for power, and dominance over the other. But behind closed doors, their forbidden desires burn uncontrollably. Shattered by the flames, consumed by revenge, and betrayed by every trusted ally—will they discover the truth before their pain destroys them? Or will it be too late to heal their decaying scars?

Marianna Kingwicke lived for love—and died because of it. Betrayed by those she trusted most, her life ended in pain, her justice unserved. But death wasn’t the end. Given a second chance, she awakens in a world that’s colder, crueler, and far more dangerous. This time, she won’t make the same mistake: love no one, trust even less, and destroy the ones who destroyed her. But fate has other plans. Trapped in an arranged marriage to Vincenzo Lombardo—the second heir of a ruthless mafia empire—Marianna is forced into the lion’s den. Her instincts scream that he’s part of the threat. Her heart? It’s slowly forgetting the rules. Because Vincenzo isn’t what she expected. Under his cold exterior lies a man shackled by his own demons and drawn to the woman who threatens everything he’s built. Haunted by their pasts and hunted by enemies in the shadows, Marianna and Vincenzo must decide—will they fight each other or the forces determined to destroy them both? In a world of blood ties and broken vows, revenge has a price. And love? It might be the most dangerous game of all.

“Where have you been, Cosette Blanche Warren?” he whispered darkly. My throat went dry. I could feel his hands roaming down my thighs, his touch possessive. “Someone saw my wife with Franklyn Carrington today,” Yohan continued, his voice deceptively sweet. “Tell me, Mrs. Warren… is that true?” A chill ran through me. His tone wasn’t affectionate—it was laced with something far more dangerous. “Open your eyes.” I jolted at his sudden command and immediately obeyed. My body trembled under the weight of his stare. His fingers curled under my chin, tilting my face closer. Slowly, agonizingly, he licked the corner of my lips before whispering against them. “What did I tell you before, wife?” Tears welled up as I struggled to form words. “I-I’m not allowed to meet…other men,” I stammered. “Hmmm.” His fingers traced lazy circles on my waist before pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Then explain what happened earlier.” “Franklyn is just a friend, Yohan. I-I wasn’t doing anything wro—” “Liar!” he roared. I flinched as tears spilled down my cheeks. A scream tore from my throat when Yohan suddenly lifted me, throwing me onto the bed. My eyes widened in terror as he hovered over me, his expression twisted with something unrecognizable. “No one else can come near you, touch you, or even look at you because you belong to me alone, Cosette Blanche Warren!” His voice was a venomous snarl. “You will never escape me! You will never be happy! Because I won’t allow it!” Then, he laughed. A dark, menacing sound that sent a shiver down my spine. Tears streamed down my face as I squeezed my eyes shut. This was my life now.

"I reject you as my mate…” Those words were bone shattering as the excruciating pain ran through my body. I bent over, trying to hold myself together, but I fell on the floor. I grimaced on the palace floor, yet Damon let out a hysterical laugh as he slumped back on his throne. I sensed he had also felt the same uncomfortable sensation after his rejection, but he found solace in watching me scream in agony. Aurora Ashwood is thrust into a life of misery raised as a slave to the Moonfall Pack. Her world shatters when she is rejected by her first mate Alpha Damon Blackthorn, and sold to Darius Lockwood the Alpha of the Silverfang Pack nothing more than to serve as a breeder. In a world where hate and love collide together, her greatest weapon will be her warm-blooded beating heart? Will she exact revenge on her enemies and seek justice, or will she find the strength to choose her true love and fulfill her destiny as the chosen one?

“I am not your dead wife!” I scream at him, for the hundredth time but like always, he stares blankly. “Of course you are, Farfalla.” he grins widely. “And until you stop pretending I'm not letting you go.” He's crazy. Adrian Moretti is insane, the red flags were so bright since the beginning but would I not know if I was his wife? I jumped into this mess a little too fast, now how do I convince him I'm not his late wife so he finally let me go? . . . . Three years ago, Adrian’s wife Tatiana died in a plane crash so imagine his surprise when he walks into a strip club and he is allocated a woman identical to Tatiana. Convinced she's his wife, Adrian decides to hold Starlia hostage until she accepts her identity. But is Starlia truly Tatiana? Or he is starting to fall for a stranger that looks exactly like his darling wife?

WARNING‼️: This is no sweet love story. It's a raw, dark. This is obsession, Power, Control, Pain,and the kind of pleasure that ruins you for anyone else. "Ten million for a woman who doesn’t know her worth—until he shows her just how much it costs to please him." Aria was just looking for her sister, Instead, she ended up bound, blindfolded, and sold at a secret black-market auction. But Luciano De Rossi isn’t just a collector of fine things, he's the devil, and Aria is his newest obsession and his collateral for her sister’s debt. She’s a virgin, a fighter, a woman who swears she’ll never beg. He’s a man who loves to hear her scream and for the next ninety days, she belongs to him. Every inch of her. Every breath. Every orgasm. Whether she likes it… or not. But the deeper she falls into Lucian’s dangerous world of secrets and sin, the more her hate turns to need, and the more he burns to break her completely.

“Every woman desires to be with me! So why the fuck are you playing so hard to get? Huh?” He grasped her neck somewhat tighter and growled against her lips. “I am not included in that category! I don’t want to be with a killer machine like you!” She uttered, removing his hand from her neck. “BUT YOU ARE MY FUCKING MATE, WOMAN!!!” He roared, throwing her on the bed. “NO! I DON’T FEEL A MATE BOND BETWEEN US, LAIN!!!! YOU’VE MISTAKEN!” Her scream echoed throughout the whole mansion.