Sylvie Epithet Erased

A love lost to memory. A vow erased with words. A secret worth killing for. Three years ago, Elsie Monroe was Liam Grey's secret wife. Until a suspicious accident stole his memory and erased their love from his life just a day before they were to go public with their relationship, now he’s a cold, untouchable billionaire, engaged to a woman chosen by power and bloodline. And Elsie? She’s returned under a false name, determined to uncover the truth behind the crash that nearly killed him and his family who wanted her gone. Working as his assistant in the empire they once dreamed of building together, Elsie walks a tightrope of forgotten kisses and secret glances. Liam doesn’t remember but his soul does. Every touch lingers. Every look makes him question the life carefully crafted around him. But as Elsie digs deeper, she discovers a darker truth buried in her mother’s past. One that could bring down the Grey family. Someone wants those secrets buried forever, even if it means destroying her again. Now what could be the reason behind the scar on her neck?

Sylvie Rose is a true Omega werewolf who was adopted by the Lycan Prince Conri and Princess Ashina. She discovers her mate is a werebear name Luke who is half warlock. Word of the strength of their powers spread among supernaturals then, eventually, the news falls onto the ears of human hunters. The supernatural hunters would love nothing more than to capture them to study and experiment with them and their magic. As Sylvie and Luke go into hiding, Sylvie’s mother calls on the multi-species alliance to aid in this war while Sylvie and Luke discover how well their powers complement each other, and they work to strengthen that bond. They will need that bond as well as the help of the alliance to make it through this war alive. Note: This book contains many characters from the book Loner to Luna but it can be read as a stand-alone.

My younger sister and I were born twins, yet from the very beginning, our parents had zero fondness for me. My sister was the family's good-luck charm, while I was hailed as the harbinger of misfortune. I was blamed for every calamity, while she got all the credit for every blessing. Even after my death, I heard them say, "If we had abandoned her at birth, or even ended her life then, none of this would have happened." I had once tried desperately to win their approval, only to be met with cold indifference. When I finally secured a coveted civil service post, they celebrated me for the first time in my life. I naively believed that I had been acknowledged at last. But then, they said, "Give your job to your sister. She needs it more." At that moment, something inside me completely died. I tried so hard to cling to the hard-won proof that I was not the family's misfortune, yet even that slipped through my grasp. In the end, I lost everything, even the life they had never once cherished.

My wife's first love crashes his car into me at 75 miles per hour, throwing my body over 65 feet across the road. As I am moments away from drawing my last breath, I use the remainder of my energy to call my wife. Focused on helping him cover up his crimes, she brushes me off before hanging up. "I'm busy—stop bothering me," she spits. Little does she know, the man who was just killed… is me.

Six years after disappearing from billionaire Dominic Hale’s life, Lila Monroe storms into Hale Tower to save her kidnapped five-year-old son. She expects a ruthless enemy. She finds a man who doesn’t remember her. Dominic remembers nothing about the night they shared, or the child who looks exactly like him. When enemies inside Hale Enterprises target Lila and her son, Dominic is forced to protect the woman he doesn’t remember and the boy who may be his heir. Trapped under a ruthless corporate rule that could cost him his empire, Dominic must present a fiancée within ninety days, dragging Lila into a fake engagement she never asked for. But someone erased Dominic’s memory once. And they’re willing to kill to keep the truth buried. This time, love isn’t just forgotten. It’s dangerous.

After waking up from a car accident, I realize that I've lost some of my memories. My wife, Samantha Ross, embraces me immediately and says in a choked-up tone, "The doctor said that you've hurt your manhood in the accident. You… might not be able to perform in the bedroom anymore." My father-in-law, Edmund Ross, sighs heavily as well. He tells me that even if I can't get Samantha pregnant anymore, I will always be the only son-in-law who's married into the Ross family. Everyone compliments me on marrying into a wonderful family. After all, Samantha refuses to abandon me, and Edmund completely understands my situation. But I know for a fact that my kidneys aren't busted at all. Also, I already had a son with Samantha a long time ago. The thing is, where on earth is that child now?

Erica Vaughn, a 24-year-old woman, discovers she's pregnant on her wedding anniversary, but her joy is short-lived. Her husband, Asher Whitfield, a wealthy and ruthless CEO, reveals he's been having an affair and wants a divorce. To make matters worse, Erica is kidnapped and nearly killed, only to be rescued and left to rebuild her life. Five years later, Erica returns to Texas with her young son, determined to confront Asher and seek revenge. As they're forced to work together on a business deal, their past sparks a passionate and intense reunion. However, their rekindled romance is threatened by Asher's fiancée, Miley, who'll stop at nothing to keep them apart. As Erica navigates her complicated feelings and the treacherous world of corporate politics, she must confront the dark secrets of her past and the true nature of her relationship with Asher. Will she be able to overcome her pain and forgive Asher, or will their love be destroyed by the very secrets that once tore them apart?

On the day before the marking ceremony, my Alpha mate, Zev Briarwood, is wounded in a battle and loses his memory. He forgets everything… including me. To help him restore his memories and Alpha pride, I go all out. I seek out an evil witch to trade my precious heartblood and fangs for her magic, nearly dying in the process. I sketch jewelry designs day and night, selling them just to earn money and to find every possible memory cure. When I drag my battered body to visit Zev at the clinic, I overhear him laughing with his buddies. "Your acting's next level, Zev! Kira still hasn't figured out you're faking it, and you've delayed the marking ceremony!" A buddy snickers. Zev gulps his wine and grins. "I'm definitely winning the bet that I'd sleep with 100 women at parties. Once I've had my fun, I'll go back to her for my mate duties and complete that marking ceremony."

My fated mate, Alpha Ethan, chose another woman over me. Not once. Not twice. But ninety-nine times. He always claimed it was for the pack. He always swore he loved me. He always promised that next time, I would be his priority. Then she showed up at his Alpha ceremony. The outsider, Oliva. In my Luna gown. My Beta saw red and told Oliva to get her ass out of our pack. Ethan abandoned me on the stage—on the night we were to be crowned together—and stormed down to shield Oliva in his arms. For the hundredth time, he ordered me to apologize for the sake of an alliance. As if she was the victim. And just like that... I was done. I drew my silver dagger and sliced it across my palm. "I, Ivana, before the Moon Goddess and the Elders, reject my mate bond with Alpha Ethan." He thought I was throwing a tantrum. He was wrong. I didn't just shatter our bond. I erased him. And that’s when he lost his mind, tossing Oliva aside and begging me to come back.

Lorsque je regardais le lever du soleil au sommet de la montagne avec mon fiancé, quelqu'un m'a poussée de la falaise et j'ai été grièvement blessée. Dans un état de conscience trouble, j'ai entendu une conversation entre Barthélémy et le médecin. « Alpha, en vérité, les blessures de Gamma Diane ne sont pas si graves. On peut la guérir sans lui enlever l'utérus ! » « Tais-toi ! Mon ordre est clair. N'oublie pas que je suis Alpha ! Tu n'as qu'à obéir ! » « Ce n'est qu'en lui retirant l'utérus que mon enfant avec Mélie pourra légitimement devenir l'héritier de la tribu. » « Utilise une forte dose d'anesthésique spécifique. Le jour du mariage, je ne veux pas qu'elle se réveille. Elle serait triste de voir que la mariée n'est pas elle. » J'ai ouvert les yeux et j'ai regardé l'homme à la porte. Un bourreau semblable à un démon. Puisqu'il voulait épouser cette faible Oméga, je l'aiderais à réaliser son vœu. J'ai composé un numéro. « Ce dont tu m'as parlé avant, j'accepte. » À l'autre bout du fil, quelqu'un a ri. « La Déesse de la lune favorise les petits intelligents. »