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Blurb: **“You are nothing to me.”** Those were the words Kael Thorne spoke while rejecting his fated mate in front of the entire pack. For Eryx, an omega born weak and unwanted, that rejection did not just break a bond,it erased his life. Dragged from sacred ground, stripped of his name, and sold in a shadow auction like damaged goods, Eryx learns the cruel truth of his world: omegas are disposable, and mercy is a myth. But fate is not done with him. When the Alpha who shattered him buys him back with cold silver and unreadable eyes, Eryx expects pain, punishment, and ownership. What he does not expect is protection. Silence instead of touch. Walls instead of chains. And a bond that refuses to stay dead. As buried prophecies awaken and elders come knocking with blood on their hands, Eryx discovers his rejection was a lie meant to save his life,and that his broken soul carries a power capable of tearing packs apart. Now trapped between enemies who want to use him and an Alpha who would burn the world to keep him safe, Eryx must decide who he is beyond rejection. Because some bonds are not meant to be broken. And some omegas were never meant to kneel.

#R18.. SHE SPENT TEN YEARS LOCKED UP ONLY TO BE BOUGHT BY THE MAN WHO MIGHT JUST BE INVOLVED IN HER MISFORTUNE. Aurelia Costa has spent her almost all her adolescent in an auction house where girls are being bought like cattles. The ones who don’t get successfully auctioned gets beaten and sexually assaulted. Everything changes for her when she gets auctioned by a mysterious mafia boss. He’s the strangest person she has ever seen as she feels uncomfortable whenever she’s near him.She doesn’t know what he wants from her— why he bought her. But she knows one thing, and that’s the fact that he’s absolutely dangerous for her. And his twin might just be her mate. What starts as a game of manipulation and revenge turns into a sick twisted addictive cat and mouse of the heart— and blood. 🔥CONTENT WARNING: This is a DARK, 18+ paranormal mafia romance. It contains graphic sex scenes, blood lust, morally gray characters, obsession, manipulation, power play, trauma, and violence. Not for sensitive readers. Read at your own risk.

“Carys, can you relieve me?” I turned beet red as Bryan squirmed in distress, sweat soaking his face. Little did I know, there was more to the harmless-looking man I had always seen as a brother.

The story is about Erina Saul, the daughter of a wolf hunter who is captured by werewolves and sold to the feared werewolf king, Magnus the Lycan. Despite mistreatment by the pack, Magnus desires Erina because of an ancient prophecy. At first, he fights this attraction to her, knowing that if he gave in, it might mean his death. Erina's father orchestrated her capture to fulfill the prophecy of an unspoiled maid conquering the Lycan. However, Erina, who never wanted to harm anyone, eventually stood up to her bullies with the Lycan's support. She eventually lets Magnus turn her into a werewolf and falls in love with him, only to be betrayed by both him and her father. Erina leaves the pack, raises her pup in France, while Magnus realizes his mistake and searches for her. The story questions whether Erina will forgive Magnus for his actions or will she live as a rogue forever.

"Just let me hold you for a while, please," he said after setting me back down. This time, he laid me in the middle of the bed before sliding in next to me. "What if this was really me? Not a dream version of Lucy but the real thing?" I asked. He reached his hand across to me, pulling my hair behind my ear before pulling me closer to his body. "Well, in real life, you probably would have slapped me for doing this," he said, making us both laugh. Little did he know. After I witnessed my mom's murder, I fled my pack to search for a freedom I knew may never exist. I dreaded the day I would turn 18 as I never wanted a mate bond after the horror I had lived through. After years of being sold as a slave, I found myself belonging to a new pack once again. And then, I turned 18. I found not just one but two mates along with untapped power that I have no idea how to manage. ***TRIGGER WARNING - SA AND PHYSICAL ABUSE MENTIONED THROUGHOUT STORY***

I never believed in second chances. Not after Cynthia. She was my confidant… until death tore her from me and left this mansion echoing with ghosts. Inilibing ko na rin ang puso ko kasabay ng pakamatay ni Cynthia . She was my wife. My peace. My mistake. Then her daughter moved in. Liza. The forbidden reminder of everything I shouldn’t want—young, alive, reckless in ways her mother never was. She looks at me like she sees through the monster I’ve become. Sa tuwing ngingiti siya,  the ache in my chest returns—violent, dangerous, hungry. Every brush of her skin ignites something I can’t bury anymore. I tell myself it’s guilt. I tell myself I’m just protecting her. Pero ang totoo? I want her. Hindi bilang stepdaughter. Not as Cynthia’s child. I want her as mine—completely, ruinously, irredeemably mine. They’ll call me a sinner. A man who crossed the line. Ngunit sa tuwing tinitingnan ako ni Liza, trembling, wanting... I knew I’d already crossed it. I tell myself I’m protecting her, but each night, the lie weakens. Because when she looks at me, it isn’t fear I see—it’s want. And God help me... I want her too. This isn’t love. It’s a beautiful disaster. And I’d burn the world just to feel her breathe my name again.

'Hindi kasalanan ng anak ang kasalanan ng magulang. At hindi lahat ng kasalanan ng magulang ay kailangan akuin ng isang anak.' Mula pagkabata, namulat na si Carl Angelo sa dinanas na hirap ng kapatid niyang si Caren dahil sa kagagawan ng isang baliw na lalaki. Nasaksihan niya ang paghihirap ng kapatid dulot ng hindi karaniwang sakit nito. Masakit at mahirap makitang nasa ganoong kalagayan ang kanyang kapatid at habang lumalaki siya ay may namumuong galit at paghihiganti sa puso niya sa taong gumawa noon sa kanyang Ate Caren. Hanggang sa lumipas ang mga taon at dumating sa buhay niya ang isang babaeng kayang palabasin ang lahat ng nakatagong emosyon sa loob niya. Sa unang beses na masulyapan pa lang niya ang magandang mukha ng dalaga ay nagawa nitong buhayin ang lahat-lahat sa kanya kasama na doon ang nasa pagitan ng kanyang mga hita. At doon pa lang ay itinatak na niya sa kanyang puso't isipan na pagmamay-ari niya ang babaeng nagngangalang Vanessa Joy Gayla. Pero paano kung dumating ang panahon na malaman niyang ang babaeng kinahuhumalingan niya ay anak pala ng taong kanyang kinasusuklaman? Paano niya maisasakatuparan ang paghihiganting nabuo sa kanyang isipan? Isang magandang pagkakataon na para maging sandata niya ang dalaga laban sa ama nito. Pero kaya nga ba niyang gamitin ang dalaga na sa simula pa lang ay walang ng ibang ginawa kun'di ang mahalin at pagsilbihan siya? Kaya ba niyang saktan ang babaeng nagmamay-ari na ng puso, isipan at katawan niya? Matuto pa rin kaya siyang magpatawad kung alam niyang habambuhay na nagdudusa ang kapatid niya dahil sa kagagawan ng ama nito? Alin ang pipiliin niya? Pagmamahal o paghihiganti?

On my sweet sixteen, my three brothers came home with a girl named Sylvie. They said I have to treat her like my family. I didn’t think much would change. But years later, everything did. Jace, my youngest brother, shoved me down the stairs for her. Asher—the oldest, who once promised he'd protect me forever—told me to get out. So I left. Quietly. They thought I was just acting out. So they took Sylvie to France, didn't even bothering to check in What they didn’t know was that I’d signed my name on a contract—one that aligned me with our family’s biggest rival by becoming their youngest chemist. Written in black and white, I could never go home again. The night they found out I was really gone for good? They broke. Every last one of them.

I woke up naked beside a man I hadn’t seen in eight years. Before noon, the scandal was everywhere. By noon, I’d lost my position as CEO, my name, and my marriage. But the worst betrayal wasn’t the headlines. It wasn’t walking in on my husband and my best friend planning my downfall and mocking me. It was finding out the man I loved, my sweetheart of five years, made me a surrogate without my knowledge. The twins I'd been carrying for seven months weren't mine. But it failed to break me. It only made me stronger. After all, I wasn't just a mother—I was a CEO.

I always had a unique kind of mind-reading ability—I could hear the thoughts of people who didn't truly love me. On the night before my wedding, I suddenly heard my fiance's thoughts. 'If she shows up unexpectedly to disrupt the wedding tomorrow, will wearing leather shoes make it harder to escape?' I didn't say a word. The next day, without a second thought, I boarded a plane and left Chilia. In the end, that wedding, regarding a runaway bride and groom who never showed up, became the city's most infamous joke.