The Prince Wants You

“My dear sister, you better drink it if you want this position? You have already agreed with father’s order to marry a man you don’t know and who isn’t your fated mate. All for gaining the Alpha title. Now see who is the greedy one.” He slowly looks me up and down. A look of disgust fills his gaze. “You are even using your body to please Drake, and in turn, you are using him to secure your title.” Trinity is about to be named the first female Alpha in her pack's history and take her rightful place leading her people. Before she takes her title, her father suggests he could arrange a marriage for her to strength her position and curb the recent turmoil. Taking her father's advice, she agrees and is thrilled for what is next to come with her and her pack. Unfortunately, things don't go the way she had hoped and dreamed. Her life soon crumbles around her and her future hangs in the balance. Luckily, help comes in the most unexpectant place. But does it also come with something more than she bargained for?

“Who do you belong to?” He asked, his breath hot against my face as I straddled him. The way his arms wrapped around my waist made my breath hitch, and I clutched onto his shirt tighter. “Answer me,” he thundered, making me shudder in fright. “I belong to Prince Darion,” I muttered, my voice low. I could feel the sound of my erratic heartbeat drumming against my chest, yet I could only grind my teeth against each other. … Chosen by Darion Gray, I'd become his possession, unable to escape even if I wanted to. Not only had he owned my body, but my soul as well. What I hadn't expected was for me to fall for a man who had worn a mask since the beginning. A mask he never took off.

Prince Hayden is the beloved heir of the Alpha King whereas Cory is a peasant girl with a dark secret. The pair become unlikely friends when a common goal unites them, a quest to rid the land of Stormbringers, vicious beasts who control the weather and leave wreckage in their wake. Will their friendship stand the test of time, will it endure during the quest, will it wither or will it give way to something more powerful...passion?

From a campus romance to marriage, Dominic Fleming had always believed he led a perfect life. His wife, Isabella Sinclair, was dazzlingly beautiful. Their daughter, Lilith, was sweet and obedient. Dominic sometimes told himself he must have been a saint in a past life to deserve such happiness. Everything began to change the moment Isabella's so-called "sworn brother," Alexander Grant, entered their lives. Alex's name appeared more and more often, and it crept into every corner of their marriage. For Lilith's sake, Dominic endured the strain again and again until the day of the accident. As he lay on the operating table with his life hanging by a thread, Isabella was not at his side—she was with Alexander instead. That was the moment Dominic's heart finally turned cold. So why did Isabella regret it? She knelt with Alexander, who likewise barely clung to life, and wept as she begged Dominic for forgiveness. "Dom, I know I was wrong. Let's get married again. I will make him kneel and beg you for forgiveness," Isabella said. "Scram," Dominic replied. Isabella nodded eagerly. "Fine. I will throw him out right now!" "Get the fuck out too!" Dominic barked.

When she got a scholarship to study her desired course, Jessica was excited to begin her journey in a country that was far from home. On arrival, she encountered a boy about her age whom she loathed at first sight because of how arrogant he was. She didn't hide her distaste for him whenever he was near, and he noticed that as well. After getting together during a project which Jessica was reluctant to, she realized there was more to him than meet the eyes.

***His hatred wraps her blood, her body, and her soul since their first meeting. She has never imagined someone like him exist, and worse still, could enter into her life with vengeance*** As a perfect markswoman and an excellent huntress, Danica never hesitated to hunt down a killer. In the city where humans and supernatural beings coexisted, she made a living by searching for monsters and taking their heads for trifling bounties. Gambled with death, lived in a shoe box, and without a boyfriend, no girl in her right mind would envy Danica’s life. The worse was yet to come when she killed a cruel and twisted vampire. There was something about the dead vampire that made her anxious. Soon, the vampire prince—who no human knew what he looked like—went missing, to the world’s surprise. And everything was connected.

Del Luna, has a duty to monitor the damage of naitura roots on Earth. However, who would have thought that he would meet his soul mate? Their relationship is a bit difficult, because Del Luna, who has the name Arlcia, attracts many men with her charm. It doesn't end there. The conflict she had to complete the mission was very difficult. The enemy who was said to be evil and inhuman, actually liked, Arlcia so deeply. The union of various immortal beings to achieve prosperity again is very tortuous. War required them to unite and work well together. How is Arlcia struggling to complete the mission? How is her love story with her soul mate named Zeno Evander?

In that moment, our lips were only a breath's distance apart. Antonio's eyes held an unspeakable yearning. His gaze dropped to my lips, his intentions evident. My own desire mirrored his, creating a powerful magnetism. Just as he closed the distance, I placed my free hand on his chest, stopping him in his tracks. "Antonio," I murmured, my voice trembling, "We can't..." He froze in place, his warm breath caressing my lips. His eyes held my reflection in them, fluttered shut for a moment as he absorbed my words. I saw a flicker of pain, quickly masked by a stoic calm. He nodded slightly. "I understand," he replied, quietly. His voice was steady, betraying none of the emotions I knew must have been roiling beneath his suave facade. "You aren't going to ask me why?" I asked him, my voice barely a whisper. Antonio smiled, a sad, understanding smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I'm not," he said slowly, "because I understand that you have a valid reason for your actions." "Antonio," I swallowed hard, my voice unsteady, "I...I am getting married tomorrow, to Alpha Boris." His eyes widened slightly, the shock of my revelation clear. "You are the future Luna…" he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. His fingers clenched into fists at his sides. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Wilhelmina Growler is a force to be reckoned with, a fierce and dominant female werewolf. Her unyielding determination to become the alpha of her pack, the Gravemaw Hounds. However, her aspirations are cut short when shortly after becoming the Beta, Alpha Boris Gravemaw demotes her and forces her as his Luna. The night of the highly anticipated Moon Goddess' Ball, Wilhelmina's world is turned upside down when she discovers that Antonio Lothian, the Lycan Prince, is her destined mate.

He was born from shadows. She was born to destroy them. When Elara, a witch with forbidden blood, is dragged into the cursed kingdom of Prince Kael, she becomes the only one who can break his centuries-old curse. But every spell she casts binds her closer to him—body, soul, and heart. He’s dangerous, seductive, and cursed to crave what he cannot have—her light. She swore to free him, not fall for him. But the deeper she ventures into his darkness, the more she realizes... maybe she was never meant to save him. Maybe she was meant to join him.

Amanda White, the first daughter of Baron Broke, must fulfill her destiny as the bride of the Black Prince for the sake of royal politics. Rumor had it that the Black Prince had previously killed his two wives right after their first night. Unfortunately, Amanda White had no other choice but to undergo the forced marriage. On the other hand, the Black Prince also felt burdened to marry Amanda White, because she was a distant relative of the Queen, someone he hated the most. Various conflicts also colored the marriage and the twists and turns of royal affairs. Would Amanda White be able to find happiness in the forced marriage? Did the Black Prince even know what 'love' was?