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Since I was a kid, my parents drilled it in—you're gonna be a Corleone girl, Giovanni Corleone's property. "This is just an alliance. Don't expect anything more." That's what he said on our wedding night. So I played the part—quiet, polished, dutiful. Then year three hit, and suddenly Giovanni couldn't keep his hands off me. Every night, something new. I thought maybe—finally—he felt the same way I had all along. Then I caught him kissing his stepmom. Funny. Just the night before, he told me kissing me made him sick. "I've been practicing with her—for your sake." So yeah. All that heat? Just rehearsal for her. So I ran. Took back my life—and our unborn daughter. The Don lost his mind looking for me. Begged me to come back—with the kid. But I would not stop for him anymore. I turned and walked straight toward the stage that was always mine.

I, Ginny Tremaine, have a written agreement in my mate contract with Tyler Kingsley, the chairman of the Werewolf Council. As long as I proposed to him 99 times first, he promised to personally show up at the Office of Werewolf Mate Affairs on the 100th time and complete our marking ceremony. However, Tyler doesn't show up on the promised day and instead appears on the main stage of the Silvernight Music Festival with his lover, Vivian Lowe. In the livestream watched by the entire pack, he leans down and kisses her so intimately that it's practically a declaration of ownership. The social media networks instantly erupt with excitement. "#ChairmanOfTheWerewolfCouncilOfficiallyRevealsMate." "Chairman of the Werewolf Council caught kissing his lover and showing PDA." At the same time, I become a trending search for standing in front of the Mate Affairs office for the 100th time. Everyone speculates about the identity of the mystery man who never showed up and wonders if I will try for a 101st proposal. Tyler, likely feeling guilty, promises me the next day, "Next time, I promise I'll be there on time." He arrives in a crisp suit with papers in hand, standing outside the Mate Affairs office. But all he receives is a short message from me, saying, "Alpha Tyler, there won't be a 101st proposal. We're truly over."

In a world of werewolves and pack rivalries, Jasmine Wilson, Alpha of the Blue Crescent pack, has resigned herself to a life of loneliness after losing her mate in a rogue attack. But fate intervenes when the goddess grants her a second chance at love, only to pair her with Lucas Oswald, the fearsome and ruthless Alpha of the Crimson Shadow pack. Lucas is everything Jasmine never wanted in a mate; his reputation for being incapable of love precedes him. Determined to maintain control over her pack, Jasmine resists his advances and refuses to surrender her authority. The stage is set for a battle of wills as Lucas demands her submission and loyalty. As they navigate their turbulent relationship, a looming threat from their past emerges, leaving people missing and a mystery to unravel. Forced to work together, Jasmine and Lucas must set aside their differences and join forces to confront the enemy that threatens their existence. Caught between her duty as an Alpha and the possibility of a second chance at love, Jasmine finds herself faced with an impossible choice. Will she sacrifice her pack and the life she has built for herself, or will she risk everything for a shot at happiness with Lucas? In this gripping tale of power, love, and redemption, Jasmine and Lucas must find a way to unite their packs and solve the mystery before it tears them apart. The stakes are high, and the future of their packs hangs in the balance as they embark on a thrilling journey that will test their limits and challenge everything they once knew. Book 2 of the mated series. It can be read as a stand alone, but it is advisable you read the first part of the series, "The Alpha Luna" to better understand back story.

Dreaming about unnatural events which have no relation with present, was that ordinary?The feeling of being haunted by the same tragedies as she dreamt of, whose dreams those were? And why is she watching them?MURPHY MARTINO had no answers to these questions. As she was an orphan, she had no one by her side except SAM LEONE with whom she shared milk kinship as they were fed by the same Nanny in an orphanage.It soon turns out that the death of her parents wasn't an accident but a murder! And why did someone wanted to do that? What was her relation to the dreams and that Royal Palace? And what role did Sam have in her life? Was the death of his parents an accident too?She was living destiny of someone else's life, whatever she does she will end up with the same end.Why was her blood so precious? No one knew till when she turned 18 and her blood bore the strength and will, it is then when everything will reveal itself, every story will uncover itself.But! Will she be able to endure it?Will Sam stay by her side forever?

Aisha lost three years of her memories, thinking she is still that young girl striving for goodness. She didn't know she got married and had a son who's now taken by her brother as his son till she regains her memory. After two years without success, her parents decided to get her married to Zayn. He became a large part of her life and without him, she knew she'd wither but even after knowing that, she was willing to let him go for the sake of his own sanity. When she regained her memories and found out just how impure and dirty she is from her past life, she wanted to let him go. He didn't allow that, he clung onto her like a second skin. It's a journey filled with emotional roller coaster. It entails love, romance, hatred, heartbreak and sadness. It's always going to be Zayn in her life...

Amber Grant was everything a man wanted. Bold, independent, and beautiful. But only she knew how much she was sexually insatiate in her entire being. No guy could provide her with the pleasure she was seeking. However, she was clueless about the desires of Ethan Adams for her, her brother's best friend. Nor has she procrastinated about indulging in a series of guilty pleasures behind her brother's back. She hates him for being cocky and manipulating, but she can't deny the pleasure he gives her body. But for Ethan, is it just sex? "Oh...Don't forget you are mine, Amber, Mine since the day I tasted your tight cunt and till your last breath, you will be considered mine. I am very angry with you for the stunt you tried to pull out today So don't taste my patience which is long gone. on your knees now ..." he said menacingly. His voice was thick with lust and desires. The man has lost his cool guy personality and has turned into something very evil that couldn't be able to forget for the rest of my life.

A story of revenge Lamia hot-blooded because of the brutality their parents went through for generations, they were denied their lives and lived as commoners till the day discovered Lamia discovered who he was “I’m me the Bloody Vampire King” he declared and became brutal and ruthless from that day onwards People don’t obey kind leaders instead they fear brutal leaders Lamia turned brutal with his human mate beside him they ruled the world in their time “behind these rocks is an evil place you won’t want to know Jonas said calmly Lamia we all are only surviving because of the rocks The hot-blooded vampire king of Venngreberg is now back to avenge and take back the throne of his father King Devin. Side by side he fought with his fated human mate The novel is filled with horror and monsters. The world is changing Don’t miss this fantasy

Sacrifices must be made and I made the most absurd sacrifice. For Who? Vaughn Saint McCarthy is the golden boy of his family, an upcoming lawyer who will one day make his family proud. Everyone looks up to him and I'm completely different from him. I'm a Mafia Lord. He wants to save the world, I want to destroy the world. I want to destroy him and his family. I have an old scar, and I'm not going to rest till I settle scores and destroy the image of the golden boy. Everything was just a plan to destroy him and his family. Break him in every way possible. I want to destroy him but I only end up breaking myself. ….. I'm not who they think I am. I have fantasies which I'm scared to explore all because I have an image to uphold, but he brought out those fantasies in me. I wanted to find him, but he found me instead and vowed to ruin me in the worst ways possible. THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE MM BOOK.

I stood at his foot, looking him over. The way he kept up his arms, made the muscles of his arms bulge, leaving those on his abdomen flexed. He looked like a model posing for a casual photo. Just then, a disturbing thought entered my head as I stared at his body. I closed my eyes and shook my head to expunge the illicit thought that crept into it but the thought became vivid behind the darkness. I flipped them open and stared at him again. Then throwing caution and the thought of the dreadful future out the window, I crouched on all fours and crawled on both sides of him till I was face to face with his chest. Slowly, I laid my body on top of his, placed my palms on his chest, and rested my jaws on it. The body contact sent warmth and something sweet up and down my body, going to rest on its usual place below my waist. He still had his eyes closed but I knew he was awake because his face slowly lit up in a beautiful smile, then ever so leisurely, his arms slid down and wrapped around my waist.

The day I win the cheerleading championship, the entire arena erupts with cheers for my team. But from the stands, my brother, Nelson Locke, hurls a water bottle straight at me. "You injured Felicia's leg before the performance just so you could win first place? She has leukemia, Victoria! Her dying wish is to become a champion. Yet you tripped her before the competition, all for a trophy! You're selfish. I don't have a sister like you!" My fiance, who also happens to be the sponsor of the competition, steps onto the stage with a cold expression and announces, "You tested positive for illegal substances. You don't deserve this title. You're disqualified." All the fans turn against me. They boycott me entirely—some even go so far as to create a fake memorial portrait of me, print it, and send it to my doorstep. I quietly keep the photo. I'll probably need it soon anyway. It's been three years since I was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. Knowing I don't have much time left, I choose to become the type of person they always wanted me to be—the perfect sister who loves without question, the well-mannered woman who knows when to keep quiet, and the kind of person who never, ever lies.