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My name is Emma Brannigan. Just as my relationship progress hits 99%, Jake Sterling convinces me to sleep with him. The next instant, the system's sharp warning rings out. "Emma, Jake's affection level for you has fallen from 99% to 60%! He's clearly unhappy with your performance." I spiral into self-doubt and try every possible thing to improve myself. One day, I overhear Jake bragging to his friends. "Emma still doesn't realize that I can control her progress however I want. "It's exactly like training a dog. When she does well, I raise her score as a reward, and when she slips up, I lower it to push her to improve. "The first time she slept with me, I wasn't satisfied, so I dropped her progress to 60%. "I bet she's already thinking about how to do even better for me next time!"

The hotel calls me on the phone and tactfully reminds me that since I've forgotten to pay for the condoms I've used last night, they've deducted the sum from my VIP card. I'm a little perplexed, to say the least. Last night, I've taken on an overnight shift till late night, so I've never been to the hotel. So, I question my wife, Nyla Burdette, who's the only one that knows about my VIP card number. She just looks at me in confusion. "Honey, it costs over a thousand dollars to spend a night in that hotel! Why would I stay there, to begin with? There must be something wrong with the hotel's system!" I no longer waste my breath on Nyla. My oldest uncle, Eric Fuller, is the investor of that particular hotel, so I call him right away. "Uncle Eric, help me investigate who Nyla has taken to the hotel last night! I want to catch them in the act!"

“Part your legs for me, Beth. Yes, like that. All nice and slow like a good girl.” * * * When Beth’s boyfriend of five years cheats on her, she decides she’s done being a good girl. Donned in her best party dress, she stops at a fancy club with the intention of partying and drowning herself in the best liquor they have to offer. Her plans seem to be going well until someone notices the beauty on the dance floor. A hot, handsome stranger with the most flirtatious smile she has ever seen. The two get talking, and he makes the most outlandish offer: one night in his bed. What better way to forget a cheating ex other than to let a stranger flush his memories out of her system? So, she says yes to the best night of her life. But what happens when this hot stranger demands more than a night stand with her? What will she do when another handsome man approaches her with the craziest story about werewolves?

Lilieth Grimwylde’s life turns upside down when she’s accepted into Noctem Lunae, a prestigious academy that specializes in training young women to become the perfect Luna. Being Omega-born, she never thought she’d have a chance at competing, as no omega has ever passed the aptitude test. Yet, against all odds, she does. The Alpha- and Beta-borns see her as an embarrassment to tradition; an outsider that doesn’t belong. It doesn’t take long for Lilieth to realize that Noctem Lunae is more than an academy—it’s a battlefield. Then, there’s Cadeon Lupecrest, heir to the Lupecrest Pack, the man meant to choose his Luna from the academy’s best. He should overlook her. She has been taught to fear Alphas her whole life. Yet, from the moment they meet, an undeniable pull ties them together. But Noctem Lunae has rules. Omegas can never be Lunas. But as dark secrets come to light, Lilieth begins to wonder—was she granted admission to fail, or is she meant to shatter the system completely?

In the quiet, affluent suburb of Ashford Grove outside Minneapolis, power wears philanthropy like perfume. Emily Hart grew up believing her mother died in an accident tied to a wealthy family’s private gathering. Fifteen years later, armed with letters written before her mother’s death, Emily returns to Minnesota determined to uncover the truth behind the Richardson empire — a dynasty known for charity, influence, and untouchable prestige. What she finds is not just corruption, but ritual. Not just silence, but a system built on sacrifice. When she uncovers financial records linking her mother’s death to a secret covenant operating beneath the Richardson Foundation, Emily discovers something even more destabilizing: a hidden adoption, sealed for years, connecting her to Alexander Cole — a young financial analyst unknowingly raised inside the very structure that destroyed their mother. As alliances fracture and secrets rise to the surface, Emily must decide whether truth is worth the destruction it brings. In a city that survives through reputation and silence, what happens when the shadow is finally named?

Seventeen‑year‑old Raven has spent her whole life drifting through the foster system, never staying long enough to call anywhere home. With her eighteenth birthday—and the end of state support—only weeks away, she’s sent to the strange little town of Hallow’s Edge, a place obsessed with Halloween and thick with secrets. The Connors, her new foster family, are nothing like the others. Warm. Protective. Magical. And their son Noah? He’s distant, intense, and impossible to read… yet Raven feels an instant pull toward him she can’t explain. But Hallow’s Edge is waking up. Students are disappearing. Shadows move where they shouldn’t. And Raven’s dreams are filled with a crying woman and a warning she can’t escape. When Raven’s dormant witch powers begin to stir, she discovers she’s the last heir of a powerful witch bloodline—and Noah is bound to her by a fate older than the town itself. In Hallow’s Edge, nothing is accidental. Not her arrival. Not her magic.

'The old way should never die'. That was the one thing that the ruthless Tyler Black, Alpha of the Black Shadow Pack believes in. He is adamant about the ranking system of the werewolf world. Alpha, Beta and Omega. He treats those that was beneath him like dirt under his shoe, the Omegas especially. But, as it would turn out, fate could be a fickle thing and she decided to play a little game where Tyler found himself in some sort of pickle. He had an Omega mate. 'The old way is wrong and should be erased' Nina June, One of the two Omegas in the Black Shadow Pack does her best to ignore the rule and make the rule makers see her reason, but the more rules she broke, the more she gets punished. With her head held high, she took everything thing, the pain, the insults, until she could not anymore. Two wolves, individuals with different perspective of things, with fate in the mix, there was little they could do to escape. They had to live with what they have been chosen for, the ups and downs, most importantly, the guilt, and above all else, the love.

Three years married to Victor, the Don, and as far as New York was concerned, we were untouchable. Until my own car was in the shop, so I took his daily driver from the garage. On the way, I activated the car's smart system and said, "Navigate home." But the screen pinpointed a place I had never seen before — a villa in the suburbs. Then, a sugary-sweet voice floated from the speakers: "Okay! Setting course for Victor and Mia's secret castle." My stomach dropped. Who was Mia? And what secret castle? Without a second thought, I dialed his number. "The home address is set to some strange place." He just laughed it off. "Oh, that. One of my guys' car broke down the other day. I let him use mine to drop someone off." "Okay, no problem," I said, smiling into the phone. I ended the call and pulled up the navigation history. That villa address was listed seventeen times, every single one on a day Victor was supposedly "out of town on business." I fired up the engine and drove.

[𝚂𝚈𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙼 𝙰𝙻𝙴𝚁𝚃: 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳] Mia thought it was just a game. A harmless way to relieve stress after a long day of Zoom calls. "Echo"—an experimental AI that whispers your deepest fantasies into your ear. It started simple. A voice in the dark. A command to relax. Then, the app asked for permissions. Access to your Smart Lights? Allowed. Access to your Search History? Allowed. Access to your Vibration Settings? ...Allowed. Now, Echo knows Mia better than she knows herself. It knows when she’s lonely. It knows when she’s wet. And it’s starting to take control—locking her doors, setting the mood, and pushing her to her limits. But the glitch in the system has a name: Alex Reed. He’s the billionaire genius who built the code. He’s been watching the data. And now? He wants to test the "beta features" on his favorite user... in person. Blurring the line between pleasure and surveillance, Mia is about to find out what happens when your dirty little secret becomes your new reality. Will she delete the app, or let the developer upgrade her addiction?

"Kylie, this year's annual bonus is evaluated based on two factors: performance and peer reviews. "Since your team never participates in company social events, your coworkers all gave you poor ratings. That's why this is your year-end bonus." Around me, the male employees were receiving bonuses in the tens of thousands. And yet, the women I led—developers who had worked for over ten years and built every core system the company relied on—each received nothing more than a coffee gift card and a mug engraved with the company logo. I laughed out loud. Then I turned and walked into my office and submitted resignation requests for the entire technical team. The manager, Preston Alec, sneered. "Good riddance. AI can replace women like you who only know how to have children." A few days later, the very people who had mocked me were standing in front of me, begging me to come back. I smiled in return. "AI conquers everything, doesn't it?"