Standing Ovations

— Sold. Claimed. Bound to a monster. When Sena’s own family betrays her to supernatural slave traders, she thinks her nightmare can’t get worse. Then the cursed Alpha King buys her at auction—not as a servant, but as his mate. Kael Ravencroft is the beast who slaughtered his own pack in a single night of madness. Now he’s trapped Sena with an ancient moon bond, tying her life to his in the cruelest way possible: if he dies, she dies too. He claims he needs her healing magic to break his curse. She’d rather see him burn. But in his ruined kingdom, Sena discovers the horrifying truth—three hundred innocent souls died because of a betrayal that destroyed everything Kael loved. And her power might be the only thing standing between him and complete darkness. Now she faces an impossible choice: help the monster who bought her, or watch him fall to a curse that will consume them both. Some bonds are forged in darkness. Some love is born from fury. And some healers must decide if a beast is worth saving.

My Alpha, Damon, and I grew up together. Our fated mate bond ignited the second we stepped onto the grounds of the Wolf Elite Academy. He looked at me, his eyes soft, and told me he had a surprise for me at the Academy’s New Moon Festival. He said I had to come on stage. My heart raced as I walked toward him. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, holding me tight. He told me to close my eyes and wait. The next second, the lights flared to life. I saw another Alpha’s daughter standing before me, a pair of silver scissors in her hand. Snip. My long hair had always been my pride. Now, it lay in ruined clumps on the ground. The hall erupted in the excited howls of the pack. His laugh was the loudest. The most cutting. The next day, he found out I was dropping out of the Academy. A wave of his uncontrolled Alpha power slammed into me. "You're leaving? Over a game?" I turned away calmly. "Yes."

Secretary of a Mafia (Vasileios #1) Agasher Dame Reyes only wanted a decent job to stand on her own feet. But her interview as Sandro Salvador’s secretary was far from ordinary, it was a test of pride, strength, and determination. Insulted yet unshaken, she proved herself in front of an intimidating recruiter and unexpectedly landed the position no one dared to take. Sandro Salvador is a man known for his ruthless discipline and merciless standards. To work under him means sleepless nights, unending pressure, and surviving a world where power rules over everything. With a salary too tempting to refuse, Agasher steps into a life that is far more complicated than she ever imagined. But being Sandro’s secretary is not just about schedules and documents. It’s about standing her ground, facing hidden dangers, and keeping her identity intact in a world full of secrets. What began as a simple job soon pulls her into a deeper battle between survival and ambition. Caught between her dignity and her growing entanglement with Sandro, Agasher must decide; will this opportunity lead her to the independence she longs for, or will it trap her in a world that could break her completely?

Shaurya was driving his car like mad. Her mind was revolving around his father's word. He reached Kapoor Mansion and went inside running. He went inside and saw everything was dark. Suddenly the lights came and he saw everyone was standing infront of him. He looked at them curiously. Then he heard a clicking sound of heels. He looked at the stairs to see Shweta coming downstairs looking beautiful as ever. She stood infront of him and said ,"You already know what I have in my heart .I have always loved you Shaurya and I will love you till my last breath . For me you are the definition of love. So Mr Shaurya Singh,Will you marry me ?" Shaurya looked at her and smiled. ️️️️ Hello lovely people, here I am once again with a new story. This is the story of Shaurya Singh ,a young handsome man. I will not say more.....To know more you have to join me in his journey. I hope you guys will shower your love on this story as you did on my previous book "Untainted soul that suffered. " So are you guys ready?

What to do when you're in love with your best friend's girl? For Jordan Baker, the answer is obvious - steer clear. But sometimes, life has other plans... Evan and Karli Anders have been married for five years. She’s making plans for them when he gets home from his business trip. An unexpected knock at the door turns out to be Jordan Baker – confirmed bachelor, Evan’s best friend, and the man she’s convinced can’t stand her – standing there, still in his EMT uniform, to give her the most horrible news of her life… Evan’s been killed in a drunk driving accident. Karli must now navigate burying her husband, then prepare to face an additional challenge alone - have and raise the child she just found out she's carrying. Or so she thinks. What she doesn’t realize is that Jordan would happily step up and be the loving partner she wants and needs for the rest of her life - if she’ll only let him in. But an unforeseen twist could dash all Jordan’s hopes for good.

"If I can cheat, so can you. It’s an open marriage, babe. Get used to it." Those were the words my husband spat at me after I caught him with his third assistant this year. So, I took his advice. He thought he could break me. After ten years of his "open marriage" demands and revolving door of mistresses, I decided to play his game. So, I bought a man. A cold, nameless call boy to help me settle the score. I left $5,000 on the nightstand and slipped away before dawn, finally feeling even. Until I missed my period. Two hours after that, my husband dragged me to his firm's annual gala to meet the new CEO; the man who holds my husband's entire career in his hands. My heart stopped. Standing there in a $10,000 suit, looking like a lethal god, was my "call boy." Julian Vane isn't a sex worker. He’s the most powerful man in the state, my husband’s biggest rival, and... he’s the father of my baby.

In the Bloodmoon pack, omegas had two choices; breeding or death. Elena Graymoor managed to escape this fate by staying invisible. Until her 18th birthday, when the Montclair Alpha claimed her as his grand prize. Cold, ruthless, untouchable. Lukas Montclair is everything she fears, and the only thing standing between her and certain death. There's no lengths she wouldn't go for freedom, and that includes playing his game. But there's someone else…. Damien Montclair— The runaway prince, the shadow Alpha. And when their paths cross, she feels something she shouldn't have. Lukas doesn't share, especially not with a little brother who should have been dead. Every secret meeting with Damien risks both their lives. And every night tangled in Lukas's bed pulls her deeper into a web she can't escape. And when she finds out that her whole life has been a lie, that she was never an omega and her blood holds the power three packs would kill for, she has to choose; The Alpha who owns her, The shadow who wants her, Or the queen she was always meant to be.

“I was supposed to marry a prince. Instead, I was claimed by the devil.” Isabella Russo was raised to be a bride, obedient, graceful, and prepared to seal the most powerful alliance between two mafia dynasties. Her destiny was written: marry Angelo Moretti, the beloved heir to the Moretti empire, and secure peace between bloodlines. But on the morning of her wedding, Angelo is found dead. And standing in his place at the altar, with ice in his veins and hell in his eyes, is Dante Moretti, the ruthless, cold-blooded bastard brother who was never meant to inherit anything… except perhaps her. With one whispered vow and a signature on a contract forged in death, Isabella becomes his wife. But Dante didn’t just inherit a bride. He inherited a problem. Angelo’s death wasn’t an accident. It was a message. And Isabella, caught in a web of lies, betrayal, and violence, holds the key to secrets that could destroy the entire Moretti family. As tensions between rival families rise and enemies close in, Dante will do whatever it takes to protect what’s his. Even if it means breaking her. Even if it means unraveling her. Even if it means falling for the one woman he was never supposed to touch.

She built herself back up from nothing. He almost destroyed her trying to get her back. When Lena Cole signed the divorce papers, she thought she was walking away from a cold, indifferent husband who never wanted her. She didn't know she was walking straight into the center of a conspiracy that would nearly cost her everything — her career, her freedom, and her life. Adrian Cole made one mistake. He believed the wrong person. And by the time he realized what he'd done, Lena was already gone. Now Richard Cole is on trial. The truth is finally coming out. And Lena — the woman they tried to silence, to ruin, to erase — is standing at the top of her field, untouchable and done waiting for apologies. But Adrian isn't giving up. He never stopped loving her. And love, when it's desperate enough, doesn't ask for permission. She has every reason to walk away. He has one reason to stay — her. The question isn't whether she still loves him. The question is whether love is enough to survive what they've both become.

She has made us proud and today she will make history. Her name is Jedidiah Aaro. Come up to the throne and receive your crown my daughter.” There was a sudden hush in the entire hall. For a second, even I thought I had heard wrong and just stood rooted to my spot, a frown etched in my face, my brows furrowed. Jedidiah? Someone suddenly pushed past me and I almost fell If I hadn't stood my ground, only for me to watch as Jedidiah cat walked towards the throne. Her outfit, unlike the suit I had worn was a skimpy revealing gown with pink stiletto heels. She sat down proudly on the throne and right before my very eyes, my father lifted the crown- MY crown and placed it right on her head. The crowd resumed cheering, but this time it wasn't as cheerful and loud as it was before. Infact, it felt like they were being forced to give the mandatory standing ovation. I was still rooted to my spot, hoping and believing everything was a dream, but it wasn't. My step sister, Jedidiah was sitting on the throne, wearing the crown. Alpha Jedidiah? What a joke.