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I grab his neck and hungrily kiss him. My hands glide all over his body, his naked chest, stomach, and arms just the way I have been imagining. Lance kisses me back with the same hunger completely forgetting we have an audience. I feel myself fading away and I try hard to get back control before I do something am not ready for. Lance grabs my ass and squeezes it harder making me moan in his mouth. I need to stop this, it's like we are completely possessed. My hands traces the waistline of his pants and he doesn't stop me. Instead, my mate growls approvingly. In the paranormal world, hybrids are known to be powerful creatures. Their blood is believed to cure all kinds of illnesses and also makes one strong. That alone puts their lives at risk. Ariel was born hybrid and her devious father is out for her blood. To add to that,she's mated to a sadist Alpha who doesn't want a mate. Join me through her chaotic life and find out how it goes.

Leah Lockwood has been bullied all her life by Emmett Daniels since first grade. Leah is a soft spoken girl and every bit the school nerd, with big round glasses and braces. It’s one thing that Leah hates the most, it’s the reason for her nickname given by Emmett ‘little miss brace face’. Leah suffer’s all kinds of bullying from Emmett, from him taking her glasses during lunch leaving Leah unable to see where she is going too as far as hurting her emotionally and physically. Emmett is everything but a nerd he has been the most beautiful boy since first grade and Leah silently had a secret crush on him before the bullying started. He charmed the pants off everyone and even as a young boy got the girls to do anything he wanted them to do. Now Leah is sixteen, lost the braces of the summer and swapped out those hideous big glasses for clear contact lenses, showing off her beautiful blue eyes! Will Emmett recognise her? If so will the bullying stop now that she doesn’t have this braces? Or will it all stop?

Sabrina Thorne is the pride of her pack. At only eighteen, she is the strongest she-wolf in the pack who is respected by everyone. On the night of her engagement with her childhood sweetheart, Beta Edwin, she is drugged by her fiancee and younger sister, when she awakens, she finds herself drenched in her Father's blood, facing the Supreme court with charges of murder and conspiring with the Rogues. The Lycan King takes one cold look at her and snarls " Take her to the Blood Island" The Blood island was a place where Dragons- the most blood thirsty creatures ever made lived. Sabrina who was only a She-Wolf had very little chance of surviving in a place like that. Despite pleading innocent, she could only watch helplessly as her Fiance and Sister got together while she was thrown to be ripped apart by a pack of Mobsters. But she'd be damned if she let them get away with this!

Every touch from Deuce sent a jolt of pleasure down my spine, forcing my toes to curl in delight. Deciding he’d rather join than watch, Talon rose up from the bed, sandwiching me against Deuce with his ripped body till I could feel every dip and curve of both men’s muscle. I was trapped between the devil and a hard place. Literally. ————- Wanted for the murder of his best friend and on trial for being a witch, Dante thought his life was over the day he realized he could start fires with his mind. But fate has a far more sinister plot in store for the little fire-starter. Follow Dante as he goes head to head with Murderous Alphas, Cunning Vampires and Sexy Demons while he attempts to find his foot in the hottest throuple love story on the market right now.

He was consumed by hate, while love ripped through me like a storm. We were like two thorns, trapped in a prickly embrace with no escape. We exchanged vows soaked in blood, sealed with a brutal kiss, and bound by bloodied rings, with no happily ever after on the horizon. Marco Costello, my so-called prince, shackled me as his wife, but he was no savior. I used to imagine what our life would have been like if I had said yes all those years ago instead of running away. I'd play Juliette to his brooding Romeo. But fate had a different script for me, casting me as the antagonist, trapped in a cycle of resentment and sadness, like a lost soul wandering through the shadows, unseen and unappreciated. “Till death do us part...” It wasn't a promise of forever, but a sentence to endless torment.

The kingdom she grew up in is under attack, her father’s armies growing weaker against the unnerving forces of the vampire army. Now that they have been forced from their home, Mortem encroaches into a new kingdom, searching for a new home for his people as he moves to take Sanctus’ home, planning to overthrow her father, the king. With the city quickly falling and all hope for her people fading into the darkness, can Sanctus find the will to fight, the strength to use her deadly ability against all those who threaten her home, her family? When everything and everyone that she loves is ripped away in the blink of an eye, can Sanctus plan her future? Escape thedeadly clutches of her persuers? With no where left to turn and the hope for a peaceful future destroyed, can the young princess find a new will to survive; to fight when all else is lost? Or will she perish along with all those she held dear, leaving her father’s kingdom at the mercy of a dangerous and bloodthirsty creature?

During a battle with a rival pack, my Alpha mate, Damien, burst into my private healing sanctuary. He was carrying Lyra, a Beta warrior who had supposedly taken a poisoned blade for him. The next day, under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess, Damien was forced by the pack elders to apologize. He explained that bringing an outsider into my sanctuary was a desperate act in a moment of crisis. After all, Lyra had saved his life. But that night, in the bed we once shared, Lyra stabbed herself with a dagger laced with wolfsbane and framed me for the attack. He chose to believe her. The rejection ceremony ripped my wolf from my soul. I was cast out—a powerless exile, left for dead in a storm, to be torn to shreds by rogues. But what Damien never knew was that the ancient curse afflicting him could only be healed by me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the beginning: the moment Damien carried that woman in, demanding I save her.

After discovering her boyfriend in bed with her male best friend, Kaia Wallis spirals into heartbreak, only to find unexpected comfort in the arms of her late father's enigmatic friend, billionaire Xander Kendricks. What begins as a one-night escape turns into a calculated fake relationship to protect Xander’s reputation and keep Kaia safe from her past. But the line between pretend and passion quickly blurs. As Kaia and Xander struggle with desire, secrets, and guilt, betrayal creeps in from all sides. A deranged ex, a jealous fling, and a scandal hungry media threaten to destroy everything, especially when Kaia’s young daughter is abducted in a terrifying twist that exposes a deeper conspiracy. With time running out, Kaia must confront the haunting truth: the real enemy may not be a stranger at all. And when the final mask is ripped away, what she uncovers shatters everything she thought she knew about loyalty, love, and the man she trusted most.

Larissa Maynard, engaged and ready to be married has her life turning upside down when her ex boyfriend suddenly shows up at her doorstep on the night of her engagement party. Caspian Bianchi let go of Larissa years ago due to his ties with the mafia, but after hearing of her forthcoming marriage, he decides to do everything in her power to win her back. Would his determination get him what he wants? Or will the secret of their lives break them for a second time? “Do you remember what I told you when we were together? I told you you were mine forever.” Caspian reminded me. It was something he had said a lot but he was in love so it was expected. “I wasn’t kidding, Larissa. You are mine. You always have been. You always will.” His hand trailed down my body and went into my pants, finding my wet fold through my panties. “I am getting married in six months,” I said, trying not to moan as he rubbed me right where I wanted it. “I swear on my life and yours that you will not marry Alexander Theodore.”

My sister accompanies me when I go for my premarital medical checkup. When I'm preparing a urine test, I hear embarrassing sounds coming from the cubicle next door. I'm about to leave when I hear the conversation. "Keep it in you, Willow. We're doing this again if it slips out." The voice belongs to my fiancé, Zachary Hilton. The woman to whom he's speaking is Willow Langley, my sister. I dial his number hysterically to see whether it really is him, but my calls go unanswered. All I hear is the incessant ringing of a phone next door and moans alongside it. I'm rooted to the spot, too stunned to do anything. Zachary once vowed to love me for life, yet he's doing something like this with Willow prior to our wedding. The moans and pants next door take a long time to subside. Once I hear them leave, I call home, my face wet with tears. "Mom, change my husband-to-be to Thomas Hilton, Zachary's youngest uncle. I don't want to have anything to do with Zachary anymore."