Toeing The Line

On her first day in a new town, Jessica Day saves the life of Oliver King mere minutes after he rescues her from the wolf stalking her in the woods. But there's more to the mysterious young man than his rugged good looks and charming personality. There's something dark and irresistible about him that draws Jessica into his supernatural world. Ollie's next in line to be the alpha of Forest Hills' largest werewolf pack, but a deal with Death herself has marked him for an early grave, and he's not exactly trying to save himself from this grim fate. Unable to deny their mutual attraction and the bond growing between them, it's up to Jessica to rescue Ollie from death's embrace and find a way to free him from his dark destiny before the villainous thing haunting Forest Hills finds her first. (Image in cover by Prettysleepy from Pixabay)

everything was going fine in Charlotte's life until one fine winter evening when the word was wrapped in cold blanket, Charlotte got to meet a stranger in the warmth of bookstore who was about to change her entire life. Unaware of the connection she shares with that stranger, Charlotte was happy to have a new friend unaware of his hidden intentions behind that not so coincidental meeting in the bookstore.

Rez came from a long line of post, elegant, rich New York Socialites. But she's everything they're not and her mom just wants her to be the perfect little rich girl. But she couldn't and she didn't want to. She's better off being bad, going to rave parties, getting tattoos and piercings. Then she met the good boy Jack...

Hungry and desperate, Luna Reyes crashes a wedding while running from her ex boyfriend—only to end up in a stranger’s veil. Mistaken for the missing bride, she says “I do” to powerful CEO Grayson Vaughn… and steps into a life never meant for her. At first, it’s survival. Then, something unexpected: real feelings. But just as Luna begins to fall for her husband, she uncovers a devastating truth— He’s connected to the tragedy that destroyed her family. What began as a stolen identity spirals into a dark hunt for answers. Because Luna didn’t just marry the wrong man— She married into a past she’s been trying to escape.

For three years, I was the only one allowed inside my husband, Matthew Carter's, secret room on the top floor. Until that day—when I walked in and found his young assistant there. "Matthew asked me to get things ready for his dinner party," she said, all confidence and no shame. I smiled. It turned out this was what it felt like to have my privileges as his wife trampled on. Fine. If the rules of the game had changed, then I would show everyone who the real player was. One by one, I dismantled the Carter family's most prized projects. That was when Matthew finally panicked. He demanded, "Why? We're husband and wife!" "Exactly," I said, tossing the divorce papers onto his desk. "And that's why betrayal comes with a steeper price, doesn't it?"

I was a street performer with no name, a ghost hired to wear a dead man’s skin. My mission was simple: Become Alexander Blackwood. Marry his icy fiancée. Sign over the forty-billion-dollar empire. In exchange, my dying sister lives. But the woman waiting at the altar isn't the socialite I was trained to seduce. She’s a wolf in silk—a twin who murdered her own sister to take her place. She doesn't want my money; she wants my soul. She knows I’m a fraud, and I know she’s a killer. In the gilded halls of the Blackwood estate, we are two monsters playing house, waiting for the first one to blink. Every night is a battlefield. Every kiss is a betrayal. She pins me to the silk sheets with the cruelty of a Queen, but when she whispers my real name in the dark, the mask slips. I was supposed to be her puppet, but I’m becoming her obsession. And as the real killers close in, I realize the only thing more dangerous than the lie we're living... is the heat of the truth. He’s a fake heir. She’s a replacement bride. In a world of silver spoons and sharpened knives, love is the deadliest sin of all.

He is the most terrifying man in the Empire—Hadrian, the Lord Protector. Cold, ruthless, and dictatorial, he rules the chaotic world with an iron fist, crushing rebellions without mercy. To the world, he is a monster devoid of human emotion; a tyrant who bathes in blood. She is a rose growing in the mire—an ordinary, low-born girl struggling to survive in the slums. She possesses nothing but her pride and a fragile life. Their worlds should never have collided. But in a twist of fate amidst the smoke of revolution, the lofty Dictator set his eyes on the humble commoner. He didn't know how to love, so he used the only method he knew: Conquest. He clipped her wings, trapped her in his gilded cage, and forced her to bloom only for him. "You fear me," Hadrian whispered, his fingers tracing her trembling lips. "Good. Because in this lifetime, you will never escape me." In a game of power and submission, can a tyrant learn to kneel for love? And can a bird in a cage tame the beast?

My mom always said, "I've never played favorites. "You and your brother mean exactly the same to me." She said it so often I almost believed it. Growing up, anything my brother had, I had too. If he got a new pair of sneakers, so did I. If he signed up for coding classes, I was enrolled in the same ones. Even this year, when we came home for the holidays, my mom smiled as she handed each of us a neatly-packaged designer shopping bag. "I picked these out for you two at the store. One for each of you, exactly the same. "These outdoor brands are expensive, you know. A single jacket costs thousands. I'd never buy one for myself, but I don't mind splurging on you two." I took the jacket. It was well-cut, structured, and looked high-quality. A small warmth stirred in my chest. However, when I tried it on, the collar felt oddly irritating against my skin. Frowning, I pulled back the lining to check. There was a ring of yellowed sweat stains around the label, and tiny flakes of dandruff were caught in the Velcro. A faint musty smell lingered on the cloth, mixed with the stale odor of cheap tobacco. It was sour and impossible to ignore.

Katherine Lark is mocked as a "wolfless omega" until her pack exiles her under the full moon. At Dark Blood's border, a mate bond snaps to Alpha Harrison Vale. But she rejects it and the bond explodes. Later, Katherine wakes up with a glowing mark on her chest and dreams that hint her past was sealed on purpose. But when an arranged Luna arrives to take Harrison, rumors turn violent and Katherine's 'weakness' cracks into terrifying power. Because Katherine was never an omega. And when her old memories return, two packs will bow to her or burn to death.

"Let’s go on a proper date, with flowers and candles, his lips twitched in a cocky smile, he leaned in forward, inhaling my scent like a drug he was addicted to. “And then what?” I replied, quivering. His lips were too distracting as they stood dangerously close to mine. "We can pretend to get to know each other if you want. And after that, I can fuck you senseless." Looking up to meet his dark gaze. I swallowed hard, I had only two choices, but whichever I chose, I knew I was screwed. Zach always knew his mate was out there, but at 25, after searching every pack, he had nearly given up hope. Then came Nicole, on the run from a broken past, scarred by betrayal after a humiliating scandal with her crush who sinisterly released a sex tape of her that would haunt her for life. She’s sworn never to trust any man, but destiny had other plans. What happens when the one person you’re meant to love is the last person you think you can trust?