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Kendra's life shatters when her sister betrays her, selling her to Julio, a captivating Mafia King. Thrust into a world of opulent danger and hidden rules, Kendra finds herself caught in Julio's intoxicating grasp. His magnetic gaze both terrifies and ignites a forbidden desire, a dangerous dance between captor and captive. But Julio's empire is a gilded cage, concealing a web of deceit. Kendra uncovers secrets spun by those closest to her, including her betraying sister and a charming acquaintance with deadly intent. Forced to navigate treacherous currents, she faces impossible choices: surrender to her fate or fight for her stolen life. As Kendra delves deeper, she confronts the true nature of power, betrayal, and the allure of darkness. Love was never the plan, but neither was the exquisite agony of betrayal. Lines blur as secrets are whispered and touches stolen. Will Kendra become a queen, or will the darkness consume them both?

Katherine's parents were murdered in cold blood by her Uncle who in turn took over the pack. She suffered untold hardship in their hands and lived miserably. Help came one day in the form of the Alpha king who had come to claim her cousin as his mate. He grew interested in her and bought her from her uncle at a handsome price. Love managed to bloom between the both of them but this didn't go down well with Laura, Katherine's cousin. She came up with various ploys to get rid of Katherine and was almost successful at it.

Her mission was to kill him. Her fate was to love him... Ezinne had always felt like an outcast because of her chubby nature. Her life spiralled out of control when a fateful mistake by her untamed wolf led to the tragic loss of the Alpha's chosen mate's unborn child. Cast out, rejected by her mate and derided by those she once called family, Ezinne found herself exiled to the dreaded depths of the evil forest and left to die. But fate seemed to have a twisted path laid out for her. Her life was mysteriously spared but at a price. She must vanquish the Dark King, an invincible man feared by many. But what will Ezinne do when she discovers that the man she was supposed to vanquish was her second chance mate? When she learned that everything she knew might be lies? What is the price of a life reborn from ashes?

Abeer Raichand,The cruel mafia King, falls for Keya a pure-hearted, gorgeous but blind girl. She is the cousin sister of his enemy, another mafia head.He wants her at any cost. Both are unaware of each other's reality, the mystery of their lives.Will they solve the mystery?

Alexander III, the greatest king of the world died mysteriously at Babylon on 11th June 323 BC. But prior to his death, there was a prophecy that predicted the end of the greatest civilization. The story begins when Cassandra, the seer daughter of the priest of Parthenon gurgles out a prophecy that predicted the end of the greatest civilization. She along with her brother, Argus, the male hero, and beloved Fabian are set to travel to Delphi, the place where prophecies are unveiled. On the long perilous journey, they meet many adventures. In one of Cassandra would be kidnapped and Argus would wage a war. After many more hurdles, they reach Delphi only to get a shocking revelation. What was that prophecy? What would happen next?

Jarek’s hand slides over my ass like a challenge, slow and deliberate, like he wants me to feel exactly where he thinks I belong. I don’t hesitate. My palm cracks across his face—sharp, loud, final. “Careful,” he says quietly, fingers digging into my hip instead of letting go. “You keep hitting men like that, someone’s going to hit back.” I tilt my chin up. “Try it.” ⸻ My parents owed Luke Jones money. I paid the debt with my body, my name, and a marriage I never agreed to. On paper, Luke is my husband. President of the Vipers MC. Untouchable. Behind closed doors, he’s a man who can’t keep an erection and punishes me for it—with fists, words, and silence. The only man that ever gave a shit a bout me was my brother, Steve. Luke’s best friend. His VP. Now Steve is dead. And Luke has finally stopped pretending. He moves Steve’s old lady into the clubhouse. Watches her. Wants her. Just like he always has. I secretly divorce him, disappear to the next town over. And I walk straight into the territory of a rival MC. Its president, Jarek Solen, notices me immediately. He’s dangerous. Controlled. Watching. The kind of man who doesn’t beg, doesn’t threaten—and doesn’t take no lightly. I refuse him anyway. Instead, I prospect his club. Earn my place the hard way. I don’t want another man. But Jarek Solen doesn’t see me as broken goods or borrowed property. He sees me as his. And when Luke realizes his wife is gone and his control is slipping—Jarek won’t hand me back. He’ll start a war. Because the Biker King doesn’t steal women. He claims what chooses him.

"You asked me to save you!" "Because only you could." "Then why do you want to kill me?" "Because I need your blood to replenish." He said firmly. Mariah started dreaming about a strange man on her sixteenth birthday. For over a century, this very man kept appearing in her dream and when she was a hundred and seventeen years old, he finally told her where to find him. Filled with curiosity about this not so stranger, she went with her brother to find him but who would have prepared her for what was in store for her when she eventually found him? Not only did he almost kill her brother, he was hell bent on killing her too. King Alaric had been buried alive for over ten thousand years and he had spent the years hovering in people's dreams to find the one that can save him. When he eventually did, he was shocked that she was none other than his mate. However, knowing who his enemies were, he can't afford to dwell in romance and so wants nothing more than to kill her and use her blood to energize himself.

This book captures tyranny and the quest for power in western African history, in the age of war, magic and cruelty, "Adesuna" became the King of "Odudu," a kingdom located in west Africa; the foundation of "Odudu" was laid at the expense of the blood of Warriors, "Odudu" Was one of the most powerful kingdoms in the western region of Africa, "Adesuna" king of "Odudu" was the only son of Adeshina, a Yoro by tribe, he was a valiant fighter from his youth, who latter became a mighty King, he became a sorcerer when human strength couldn't face the test of time, it was an age when men fought to own anything, warriors fought for lands as well as kings, every king was a warrior-king as well. The language of this time was the language of fight, a language that is not taught by men but experienced on the battle field, men even fought with all brutality to get married even within their own kingdoms and among their own people, a time when possessions were measured by strength, the more powerful you are, the more things you were liable to acquire. Kingdoms fought for power, dominance, fame, influence and survival. The weak lived under the mercy of the strong, warriors fought to both acquire and secure what they had already accumulated, the only route to peace was war: deadly wars of bows and strings, arrows and archers, every man's soul lingered on his ability to make use of the sword. Blood bath was a daily routine, the weak were slaves to the strong, and the bravest of men were the fortresses of every kingdom. Adesuna was the fortress of the Odudu kingdom, through his bravery, he became an historic figure.

"No! I will never be your mate!" Ariel screamed, swiftly raising her gun and aiming straight at the heart of Elijah Jaeger, the Werewolf King. “You’re mine, Ariel,” he murmured with a possessive voice as he pressed me into the table, I looked up at him to see him placing the tip of the gun in front of my vagina. "What?!" My pupils widened. He was going to **** me with a gun?! I was shaking all over, and I started to back away in fear. "No, please. No..." I begged, crying. *** In the year 2200, humanity exists as slaves under werewolf rule, with humans ranked even lower than omegas, subjected to severe abuse daily. Ariel lives within werewolf-controlled territory. Smart and resilient, she wakes up each day with one burning desire—to shoot a werewolf in the heart with a weapon of her own design. Her father was killed by werewolves, and her mother couldn’t bear the heartbreak, passing away suddenly. Ariel is consumed by pain, yet she steels herself to stay strong because she has a twin sister, Alice, and a friend, Ron, to protect. She’s determined to make the werewolves pay for their actions. But fate is merciless; Alice, driven by her own desires, betrays Ariel, and even Ron—her ever-loyal friend—begins to believe that Ariel’s death could be his ticket to freedom. Ariel refuses to break. Her greatest motivation for survival is to kill the Werewolf King—the one she believes responsible for her father’s murder. But destiny has a cruel twist in store: on the very day she intends to kill Elijah, she’s discovered to be his mate! As she finds allies willing to stand by her, will Ariel abandon revenge, or will she choose to forge a new path with Elijah?

WARNING!! THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE THEMES, ELEMENTS OF HARDCORE BDSM, PRAISE KINKS, SLUT-SHAMING KINKS, AND DEGRADATION KINKS. READ WITH CAUTION. (BOOK ONE OF THE DELUCA KINGS SERIES) Serena would do anything to uncover the death of her parents, including sleeping with the most dangerous man in New York, Nero DeLuca. And he knows this, so he strings her along so he can see how far she’s willing to go. *** “Get on your knees,” Nero said. “Excuse me—” “You’re my submissive, and you exist for the sole purpose of my pleasure. I don’t tolerate defiance. When I say get on your knees, you get on your knees.” “Yes,” I replied as I got on my knees, hating how much his commanding tone turned me on. He put his finger under my chin and lifted it so I could look at him. “Yes, what?” “Yes, sir.” “Good girl. Now get on the bed and show me that beautiful cunt. I want to see what it looks like before I destroy it with my cock. Tonight, the whole of New York will know you belong to me. I’ll not take anything less than you screaming my name, and by the time I’m done with you, you’ll feel me between your legs for a week.”