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Samantha Austin is a young Omega girl who was banished from her birth pack after her mate was killed by the Vampires. Desolate and dejected with no place to call her home, and not capable of living the life of a rogue, she finds solace in an unknown pack, which she later finds out is the pack of one of the revered Alphas in the Western pacific. She is caught and declared a traitor by the new pack, a crime that is only punishable by death. Light shines on her pathway when the ruthless Alpha decides to show her mercy, but that would only come at a high price.

"What is your name?" "Again, sir, that is no concern of yours". "A mystery", he said. "I shall have to call you Delicia. May I put on your shoe for you?" She gave a start, her cheeks flamed. "No!" she said chokingly. "You may do nothing for me except drive on!" "Why, that is easily done!" he replied, and bent, and before she had time to realize his purpose, lifted her up in his arms, and walked off with her to his curricle. Miss Tellaro ought to have screamed, or fainted. She was too surprised to do either, but as soon as she had recovered from her astonishment at being picked up in that easy way - as though she had been a featherweight, which she knew she was not - she dealt her captor one resounding slap, with the full force of her arm behind it. He winced a little, but his arms did not slacken their hold, rather they tightened slightly.

Five years ago, I was the rising star of the nation’s top chemistry research lab, but on the eve of publishing the results of my study, my husband’s crush, Grace, killed me. She made several people violate me and cut my face up. Then, she injected sulfuric acid into my stomach, crushed my teeth and bones, and discarded my body without anyone’s knowledge. At that time, I was three months pregnant. But she told everyone that I stole the project’s research results and fled to another country. Jim, my husband, personally wrote a report to the government to label me as a globally wanted criminal. Five years later, a livestreamer who did nighttime explorations found my dried-up corpse in the basement of an abandoned warehouse.

Madeleine Nibless - Her husband’s murder made national headlines – as did all his sordid secrets. Heartbroken and humiliated, Maddie quietly takes back her maiden name and retreats into solitude – which deepens when she unexpectedly runs into the first unspoken love of her life, Mason Gentries. Will Mason finally have the courage to tell Maddie how he feels? Will Maddie be able to overcome her past and allow herself to try for happiness once more?

Gemini is special, a blessed wolf or so her Alpha keeps telling her. With the ability to take others pain and heal them since she was twelve she’s been stuck in this “blessed life” of pain and suffering. But it’s not until her brother is exiled that she realizes she’s not an asset to her pack— She’s a prisoner. And she wants out. Roscoe is cursed, the Lycan King forced to live outside his pack in order for it to thrive. For years he has suffered in silence searching for the key to release him from his own personal hell and for years he’s searched in vein. But when an offering goes awry he finds himself face to face with the twists of fate and he isn’t sure what to do with it—well, her. He thinks she is an offering, and she thinks she can escape him. But can one ever really escape fate?

My cousin, Myra Walsh, leaves a voice message in the family group chat in a mean and uncouth manner. "Mom, I'm not meeting that guy who drives a rundown car. One look at him tells me that he's a single pathetic loser." She then kicks my chair. "Hey Sam, that useless piece of shit is a good match for you. Why don't you take my place on the blind date?" I follow Myra's line of sight. There's an old-looking car parked outside, and the owner, Henry Quinton, is currently reclining against the car while smoking. My entire family thinks he's just an ex-convict who has just gotten released from prison and is unable to land a job yet. I'm the only one who knows that's not the truth. Last week, when I was carrying out my internship at a bank, I witnessed the bank manager inviting Henry into the vault. Apparently, the trail of numbers Henry has in his savings is as long as a phone number. After putting on some makeup on my face to make me pure and innocent, I put on an oversized shirt before heading out of the apartment. In the cold wind, I cower slightly from the cold as I hand a thermos flask over to Henry. "Sir, Maya said she's not a match for you, so I'm here in her place." Henry snuffs out his cigarette, his gaze fixing on my flapping hem for three seconds. "Lass, if you want to be with me, you'll have to suffer tremendously in life." "I'm willing to go through anything as long as I get to be with you." That night, Maya flaunts photos of the bag a rich scion has given her. As for me, I've gone over to Henry's apartment.

"You can't be weak, wife. You now have three husbands to please. Tonight's the night we claim you. You can't let a simple wedding tire you, for our nuptial night holds trials far more demanding." Ezra whispered huskily, tucking my hair behind my ear. -- "Oh god!” I cried. "Not god, baby. We are your demons," Ezra growled, pounding faster. -- "Call my name, Xanthea,” Asher groaned and a tight flutter erupted in my belly. -- "I can't… I can't take this… anymore…" And then he hit a spot, and he kept hitting it again and again with every thrust. Sparks charged throughout my body like the lightning cracking in the stormy sky again and again until it was too much to hold back, too hard to… resist. *** Xanthea Plath, an illegitimate child of the Alpha of Virgo pack, was an omega and omegas weren't allowed to dream, yet she never stopped dreaming. She wanted to be a doctor just like her mother but the luna of the pack, her stepmother would break her physically and mentally and stop at nothing to crush all her dreams. Xanthea had still found a way though all the abuse her steps put her through. But one day her world came crashing down right before her entrance in a medical college when she found out that she was being offered as a bride to the ruthless triplet alphas also known as the demon lords of the Infernal pack of the underworld. Xanthea had heard the horrifying stories of several suitors who had come before her, all of whom had met a gruesome end. *** Dark reverse harem romance with 18+ explicit content. Readers discretion advised.

Kiran Black is the new kid at Glenrose High School after his parent's divorce and his move to Oregon with his mother, and he’s less than excited to be starting all over. Being the new kid in school is never easy, especially when you just want to be left alone and the greeting committee is none other than Aurora Williams – the most annoyingly perky person he has ever met. Her name alone means dawn and protection, so she lives up to the name of “being the light” for everyone around her. As annoying as she was, something about her interested Kiran. He knew with every light there was a shadow, and a part of him wanted to find the darkness inside that ray of sunshine. No one is naturally that happy, everyone is fighting their own battle, and Kiran was becoming obsessed with finding her demons. Will Aurora show Kiran the light? Or will Kiran end up pulling Aurora into the dark?

On our fifth wedding anniversary, Jacob Carter once again abandons me for his so-called first love, Wendy Miller. "Wendy's raising a child on her own. It's not easy for her. Can't you be a little more understanding? You're also a woman, aren't you?" Jacob said. In my previous life, that argument turned into a nightmare. He locked me in the house, and when a fire broke out, I was burned to death. After being reborn, I don't just give them my blessing. I pack my bags, walk out on my own terms, and apply to study architecture overseas. And now? Jacob's the one falling apart—crying and begging me not to go.

"Mr. Warden, what's that fun-looking toy you've hidden away in your pants? Pull it out and let us take a look!" When I'm in the middle of making my rounds around the factory's female dormitory, a few young women try to reach for my crotch. Anger floods my senses immediately. At the same time, my body goes rigid from shock. Not only are the women not afraid of me, but they are also eager to witness the physical change of my body. In fact, they want me to pull my manhood out of the zipper just to show them my actual size. In that case, don't blame me for being so straightforward.