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Amilia Geralds was living her normal life. She was already struggling through college plus her part-time work at a diner to support herself. All is well, almost. Not until she encountered a monster. She shouldn't be so surprised to see it but something told her that it was not like the others. The others were, thankfully, not after her life. But this one is. She should run away but then she found herself running toward danger. All Rights Reserve 2020

After my breakup, my best friend encouraged me to join a cycling club. I quickly came to realize that this was no ordinary cycling group. To my shock, I stumbled upon my friend, caught up in a moment on her bike, doing something that went far beyond anything I'd anticipated. Surprisingly, instead of running away, a thrill of anticipation flickered within me. Because, truthfully… I'd been waiting for a moment like this for a long time.

Being forged from the trauma that clings to your soul like an additional layer of sin has an elegance to it. When my father and I buried my sister, falling in love with her first love wasn't on the agenda. Don Alessandro Valentino has something I want. Something he refuses to depart with and no matter how much pain he inflicts upon me, I will never give up. I vowed to never let him win. I thought I had escaped his grasp, but his torment had only just begun. Despite everything, he still held the power to manipulate my heart and make me crave to be possessed by him. As secrets come to light and the truth is exposed, can I surrender the battle and surrender what I've been fighting for all along, without hesitation? --- He tore his lips away from mine, peering down at me, brushing the pad of his thumb along his lower lip—smearing my touch as far as it would travel. “You taste like mine.” He said in a cold and condescending tone. Then he left. He walked out of the wine cellar without a second glance over his shoulder as Riccardo locked the door behind them.

Ana was like every young she-wolf out there. She couldn’t wait to meet her mate. She didn’t expect the way things would go the day she finally met him or the way he would treat her once they met. Ana’s mate wants nothing to do with her but won’t let her go. Ana feels like a prisoner to her mate. Her mind is torn on what to do. She wishes her mate would love her, but he shows no hope of that happening. She wants to try and build something with him, but he makes things difficult for her. He treats her horribly, and Ana doesn’t know why. Ana wishes he would reject or let her go, but he won’t. She feels like he is determined to make her his prisoner forever. Read and find out how Ana survives being a prisoner to her.

Jessica didn't know what it felt like to the protection of three powerful werewolves; she never believed they really existed until she met Ethan, Jacob and Jordan. Especially Ethan who isn't a hybrid , he's the strongest of them all. Their rival pack will do anything to put Ethan out of power, to take everything he has for themselves. Once Jessica is theirs, how will they be able to protect her from something so dangerous?

THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. I Was Never Yours is an emotional romance story about love, power, and emotional survival in a world where affection can feel like control. Amara once believed in love with her whole heart. She believed in promises made under soft lights, in quiet conversations that felt like forever, and in a future she thought was guaranteed by a man who made her feel deeply chosen, until he didn’t. Julian is a man shaped by control, success, and emotional distance. To him, vulnerability is weakness, and love is something he can manage rather than surrender to. Years ago, Amara and Julian shared something intense but undefined, a relationship built on emotional closeness without public labels or clear promises. It was passionate, quiet, and dangerously addictive in its secrecy. Then Julian walked away without explanation. Not with betrayal. Not with arguments. Just silence. Years later, fate forces them back into each other’s world when Amara becomes an employee in his powerful company. But time has changed everything. The girl who once waited quietly is gone. In her place stands a woman who understands emotional survival, boundaries, and self-worth. Now the power has shifted. Julian wants her back, not just as a lover, but as someone he can emotionally possess again. He begins careful, strategic moves to stay close to her, protect her, and slowly pull her back into his emotional orbit. But Amara has learned something dangerous from heartbreak. She can love him… but she refuses to belong to him. As emotions resurface, both must confront healing, obsession, pride, and the question of whether love is about holding on or choosing each other again every day.

It wasn't just about what this lady was wearing. It was her. Something to do with the way she moved. Like she was one with the music and with the stage. The music pounded in a hypnotic rhythm that was unashamedly sexual, and she moved and danced in time to the beat, her movements graceful and seductive. So much confidence and balance. Balance that should have been nearly possible with the length of the heel shoes that she was putting on, but she made it look so natural... So easy, like she'd been born with high, slender spikes attached to her feet. There was something captivating... Almost hypnotizing about this woman, and Dimitri found him self leaning closer to watch. To take in every sight of this beautiful goddess. She was a vision of feminine perfection, every man's fantasy and Dimitri felt sharp claws of lust drag through his loins. On the opposite side, Dimitri saw a man half rise to his feet, a look of longing in his eyes. He didn't blame the man. What man wouldn't be captivated by such a beauty? -------------------- Nervous about assuming control of her father's company, Kelly Darcy relocates to San Francisco. In an attempt to do something she loved one more time before her life changed completely, she volunteers to replace a dancer in her friend, Elizabeth's fashion show and ends up in the arms of Dimitri Collins. It was supposed to be a one night stand. She didn't have to see him again. But Kelly realizes how wrong she was when Dimitri walks into her father's office... And now she has to fight to keep her father's company, while figuring out what she truly feels for Dimitri.

Anna is not your ordinary werewolf. At just eight years old, she was stolen from her pack and thrown into a world built on pain. Years passed in silence and captivity, her voice lost to the horrors she survived. Chains dug into her skin, and cruelty became her reality. She hasn’t spoken in nine years, not because she forgot how, but because no one ever made her feel safe enough to try. Then everything changes. One violent, chaotic night gives her the chance to run. She escapes, breathless and broken, thinking freedom is finally within reach. But before she can disappear into the unknown, fate places another obstacle in her path. A group of wolves. Strangers. Dangerous. And standing at the center is a man unlike any she’s ever seen. Festar. The Alpha. Powerful, ruthless, magnetic. And for some reason, he’s looking at her like she belongs to him. He claims her as his mate, and just like that, her freedom feels like it’s slipping through her fingers all over again. But there’s something different about this prison. Festar doesn’t hurt her. He doesn’t threaten her. He watches her, protects her, and speaks to her like she matters. Anna wants to run, but her body won’t move. She wants to fight the pull, but it only grows stronger. She doesn’t trust him, not yet, but when he touches her, she forgets how to breathe. And when he looks into her eyes, she feels something she’s never known. Safe. She may not speak, but her silence says everything. This Alpha has claimed her. And whether she’s ready or not, Anna’s story is just beginning.

So there I was, stuck in this dark Victorian mansion for a whole freaking century, thinking I'd never get out. Then, out of nowhere, these two gorgeous girls swoop in and rescue me! I couldn't believe it, and we instantly hit it off. They showed me a whole new world I'd only ever imagined, and I was all about living a normal human life.   But just when I thought things were looking up, this vampire named Vivaldi pops up out of thin air, grinning like a possessed Jack-o'-lantern. I mean, a name like Vivaldi is bound to give you the creeps, right? He claimed I had some ancient first blood running through my veins and demanded that I sign some crazy blood contract with him—the kind of deal that comes with some seriously freaky consequences.   Vivaldi was trying to sell me the idea that this blood contract was his only lifeline, the only way to save his skin from something worse than death. But I wasn't some clueless newborn vamp; I knew better than to just dive into something as serious as a blood contract. Those things come with some heavy consequences, and I wasn't about to sign up for that without a second thought.   The problem was, if I didn't go along with his messed-up plan, he promised to make my friends' lives a living hell—the very people I'd started to care about. I was trapped between a rock and a hard place. If I decided to team up with Vivaldi, I'd be keeping him around, which is far from ideal. But if I refused, my friends and the whole town of Shadowvale would be in serious danger.    It felt like I was caught in this impossible situation, like I was trying to choose between two rotten apples.

She was abandoned at the borders of Silvermoon with nothing but a gold necklace pressed warm against her skin and questions no one could answer. No name. No past. Just a promise whispered into the night and left behind with her. Taken in by the pack’s Beta family, she was raised in safety—wrapped in loyalty, protection, and love. She learned how to belong without ever truly fitting. The pack cared for her, yet the feeling lingered that she was something else. Something waiting. Especially when it came to Roman. Roman, the future Alpha. Her shadow through childhood. Her best friend, her anchor, her quiet heartbreak. He was the one who taught her how to run, how to fight, how to laugh without fear. And then, somewhere between adolescence and duty, he changed. Responsibility hardened him. Distance grew where warmth once lived. And the boy she loved became a wolf she barely recognized—one who avoided her gaze, who treated her like a weakness he could no longer afford. Now, with her eighteenth birthday only days away, everything begins to unravel. Her wolf stirs for the first time, restless and demanding. Her senses sharpen. Her body hums with a power she doesn’t understand. And the necklace she’s worn her entire life begins to heat, as if awakening alongside her. Roman feels it too. The pull between them—once subtle, now consuming—snaps tight. Stolen glances burn. Accidental touches linger too long. Every shared breath feels like a warning. Like a promise. Like a bond neither of them is ready to face. Because some connections don’t weaken with time. They wait. They watch. They resist. But destiny is patient—and when it finally stirs, it doesn’t ask permission. It claims.