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When Maya transfers to Raven High, all she wants is a fresh start not a fight with the school’s queen bee or an entanglement with the mysterious Zane Walker. But secrets don’t stay buried, and neither does the pain both teens carry. As whispers turn into scandals and stolen glances into heart-throbbing kisses, Maya and Zane find themselves caught in a dangerous game of love, lies, and survival. With enemies disguised as friends and a past that won’t stay silent, will their hearts survive the storm or will it tear them apart forever?

Ariella has been silent since she was four. Unable to talk after being abused by her sister. But her 18th birthday brings her wolf, healing, and freedom. She Escapes her abusive and neglectful home only to meet her Mates! Just when she feels her life about to begin, they reject her! When her second chance takes claim will she finally have the life she deserves will she forever be the neglected, rejected, and abused Princess of Werewolves!

Georgia Brooks, the notorious, troublesome tomboy is the caretaker of Clark Brown, the mysterious, cold man who is an undercover billionaire. Georgia's motive is to uncover him and just make him happy. But what when secrets are revealed and the badass tomboy is close to tears? Join them on this rocky road of adventures which includes their occasional fights and revenge, stolen kisses, trip to a circus, journey to England, landing in jail and much more! Excerpt from a chapter : His lips curled in disdain and just when he was about to unwrap the towel, I quickly turned around showing my back to him. What the fucking hell? What if I saw his thing? "Don't you care? Like honestly, couldn't you just order like your usual self to get the hell out of your bedroom or just . . . turn around for you to change? You could have at least warned me that you were freeing your willy, I would have closed my eyes!" I rambled and felt myself feeling all jittery again. He didn't reply and I could mentally picture him scoffing or rolling his pretty eyes. A part of me which never saw a grown man's buddy down there was curious as to how it looked. Was it really long and monstrous like a huge sausage they describe in erotic scenes? Was it soft like a banana or hard like a radish? Was is it like spring that when you poke it, it would go wagging like a dog's tail? A teeny little peek would do no harm . . .

The Moon Goddess Festival had turned the area around Holy Spring into a sea of celebration. A moonstone blessed by the Moon Goddess rolled through the gathered werewolves. One werewolf after another lunged for it and missed. Finally, it came to a stop at my feet. For a brief moment, the entire place fell silent. I bent down and picked it up. Soon, laughter and cheers erupted all at once. "Give it to Adrian and have him make it into your ring." "It's been five years. This is the Moon Goddess' will." "Hurry and hold your marking ceremony before the blessing fades! You'll be blessed by the Moon Goddess for life." Everyone exchanged knowing looks before turning to Adrian. I lowered my gaze to the moonstone glowing with a soft silver light. I could still feel its lingering warmth against my fingertips as I quietly waited for him to say something. As long as he said 'give it to me,' I would place it in his hand. Instead, Adrian simply took the moonstone from my palm. I felt relieved. The next second, he turned around and handed it to his assistant, Emily. "She saw it first." He ruffled my hair. His voice was as gentle as ever. "She's in poor health. She needs the moonstone more than you do. "We'll wait for the next one." The werewolves' attention shifted away with the moonstone. Watching the surprise and nervous excitement on Emily's face as she cradled it in her hands, I chuckled. What Adrian didn't know was that I couldn't wait for another chance. My marking ceremony was next week.

" "You were just for entertainment to pass time," Damon continued, his voice carrying across the silent hall. Throwing Fiona out into the cold. Later, she was in his father's bed. The Alpha King claimed his son's rejected mate as his bride. Now Fiona rules the pack as their Queen—and Damon's stepmother. But the baby growing inside her belongs to the wrong Alpha. When father and son discover her secret, only one will let her live.

On the night of the full moon, I take my mate, Kyle Fenwolf, back to my pack for the full moon ceremony. Before the start of the ceremony, I head over to the sacred spring to wash my hands. Upon returning to the venue, I find out that Kyle has gone missing. I quickly looked for the guards, only to be told that I came to the pack on my own. When I asked my packmates, who were here to attend the ceremony, they told me that they never saw anyone by my side. But the thing is, I came back with Kyle! He had just given me the bone flute that he had personally carved! He even told me that he'd teach me how to play it once the ceremony was over! How could he be gone all of a sudden? As I stared at the flute, which was still warm from Kyle's body heat, in my hands, I strongly requested the guards to search around the forest and the pack territory. Thanks to my strong demands, the ceremony was forcibly interrupted. The pack's enforcers searched the entire territory for Kyle, and yet they never found him. They couldn't even pick up on a trace of his scent. They asked my father, who was the pack's Alpha, for answers. But Dad claimed that I was mentally ill, and that I dreamed up a mate on my own. In the end, I was thrown into the dungeon. There, I got ripped into shreds by the other insane wolves. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day when I'm meant to bring Kyle home.

Elara Mooncrest has been silent since childhood, her voice buried beneath layers of trauma. Forced into a political marriage with the ruthless Alpha Kieran of Blackwood Pack, she becomes nothing more than a burden—ignored, mocked, and dismissed. But beneath her fragile exterior lies a survivor’s spirit, and when darkness threatens to destroy everything, Elara refuses to remain voiceless. As ancient powers awaken within her, alliances shatter, obsessions ignite, and fate demands more than silence. She was given as a pawn, but will she rise as a queen?

She was happy with her life, but then it suddenly changed forever. "You'll be my slave or You want me to kill you?" Kyla, a girl who grows up in an orphanage, and doesn't know who are her real parents, unexpectedly witness an illegal transaction between two Mafia Lords. And in order to silent her, one of the mafia Lord will make the girl a slave of the handsome and cold mafia Lord, Helix... Can she be tortured by the mafia lord? Will they possible fall for each other? Will Kyla's life will be revealed?

She was never meant to be chosen. She was meant to be a debt repaid and forgotten. But Alpha Damien saw something in Hazel Voss that her parents spent eighteen years hiding. He placed her in his heir's house like a secret weapon nobody has learned to fear. At eighteen and unshifted, Hazel is powerless in a world that respects only strength. She arrives at the Ironveil pack house believing she is a chosen bride. Four days later, she learns the truth: she was bought. Alexander Ironveil is everything unchecked power creates: cold, commanding, and ruthless. He can hear the thoughts of every wolf around him, and the moment Hazel enters his house, he can hear hers too. Her fear. Her anger. Her secrets. He uses every word against her, yet one question remains: What is Hazel truly hiding? Deep within her blood, an ancient power is awakening, one older than the packs and stronger than their laws. But when the inevitable happens and the one voice Alexander has relied on from the beginning goes permanently silent, he will finally understand what it costs to hear everything and do nothing. In a house built on dominance, a silent war is about to begin. Hazel was never his to break. She was always his to protect. But will she survive long enough to unleash her true power, or will Alexander destroy her before he discovers what she was meant to become?

On the fateful day my asthma struck, Lucas was with his first love, Ariana, blissfully unaware of the storm brewing on the horizon.  He clutched my life-saving medicine, a lifeline that would soon slip through his fingers.  As I lay trapped in the shadows, I witnessed his desperation, his frantic calls echoing in the void when he discovered the shocking news of my pregnancy.  In that moment, everything changed. From that day forward, he became the guardian at my grave, a silent testament to a love that transcended even death.