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Nadia lifted her glass as she carried on, “A toast to the prince.” They all raised their glasses in unison, “A toast to the prince.” Early access to chapters: www.p*****n.com/taniashava

It's the alarm in little man’s voice that has me spinning, laying my eyes on the rumored ‘Mad Prince. Alpha Zayne. He has both arms around two stunning omegas. He's shirtless, with tattooed torso on display. His stomach is hard with abs, his chest is broad—good heavens, his body is a work of art, perfectly sculptured, and his face…? Goddess. The tabloids did not do justice to it. Dark, shoulder-length hair frames his chiseled jaw, perfect lips and eyes as grey as gun metal. My stomach flips as those stormy eyes lock with mine.

Boxes labeled RAVENWOOD, RICCI, DJOKOVIC, and KORSHUNOV are stacked high. And right in the middle- a folder stamped L. RICCI in thick black ink. Everything I’ve learned about him so far is inside. Lucien Ricci- firstborn son of two, heir to the Ricci empire. His younger sister, Aurora Ricci-beautiful, kind, smart, the kind of girl polished enough to be mistaken for perfect. Except she doesn’t belong to the inner circle of heirs and heiresses. No Elite connections. No close friends among the mafia kids either.

“God, what now?” “Sinclair says that he has a foolproof way of taking down Blue Moon,” the Prince stated stiffly. The corner of his mouth pulled into an unpleasant sneer. “Bullshit. He’s bluffing, the bastard doesn’t have anything.” “Oh, really?” The prince’s voice filled with doubt that it caused Cruz to sit up straight in his chair. “So then, perhaps, you'd care to enlighten me on why he’s in possession of an official Blue Moon coded flash drive that contains any and every girl that’s been traded and sold along with every asshole who’s ever stepped foot into your dark club...”

They were nose to nose. “What’s going on?” Ethan says walking up to them. I hadn’t noticed that the music stopped and everyone was staring at the scene. “He put his hands on what belongs to me,” “She doesn’t belong to anyone,” Zero tells him. Archer tilts his head and chuckles at Zero. “She does belong me I brought her,” I gaped. That’s all he’s ever going to see me as an item he purchased. “Don’t ever disrespect the Prince. Leave now,” Ethan tells Zero.

‘MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN OVER: Businessman Royalty Prince Gabriel Montague announces end of engagement with Billionaire Heiress and Socialite Claudia Yvette De Beaufort’ Preston had to read the headline multiple times to make sure that it isn’t fiction. So, she wasn’t engaged to some businessman tycoon. He is also a prince. A freaking prince. They are only revealing his identity now that the engagement was over and people over the internet, according to the comments, are forming all theories why the engagement was revealed when it was over.

She is a nerdy Omega everyone picked on. He is the bad boy Alpha who hated her. Until fate changed everything. Lily Mittens had always kept her head down, hiding behind books and oversized sweaters, secretly crushing on Joe Wellington, the rude, arrogant future Alpha who never even looked her way. So when the Moon Goddess marks Joe as her fated mate, Lily is excited, but Joe doesn’t want a weak Omega for a Luna. But Lily is no ordinary wolf. She has a power that could change everything but she doesn't know it yet. Will Joe see the real Lily before it’s too late? Will Joe Wellington accept her as his fated mate? Find out in this story!

This time, I would not repeat the same fate. I walked straight to the wheel and tore off the slip marked with my letter–A. The room fell silent in shock. "Is she insane?" "That's one less competitor–our chances just improved!" "But the young master clearly favors someone else. Marrying into that… do you think it'll end well?" The thirty-five other women on the wheel were whispering to each other. The other girls whispered among themselves. I did not care. I calmly tore the slip in my hand to pieces and dropped it into the trash.

Your prince SEBASTIAN,

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