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At VanDermere Global, everyone is hiding something. Aiden Shaw wasn't supposed to even stand out. A talented but broke designer or he wanted to survive the brutal junior executive program. Unfortunately he met Julian Vince, a calm, cold strategist with eyes that watch too closely and a past that doesn't exist. But what Aiden doesn't know is that Julian Vince is actually a lie. A mask. And behind that mask is Julian VanDermere, the hidden heir to the billion-dollar empire. The rivalry was only supposed to be professional. Their chemistry—a mistake? But a secret like this doesn't stay buried forever. And when the truth comes out, so will everything else. He thought the danger was the competition. He was wrong.

Aleana Rae is the 18 year old daughter of the beta to the Sahara blood moon pack. Aleana had just turned 18 and for 17 years she had avoided being center of attention but for some reason her Alphas son had started to watch her every move being cruel and sometimes cold. What happens when she gets left alone one night at her school formal on the full moon only to find out her mate is none other then Shade Andrews the son of her Alpha Eric Andrews. Will she be able to fix his cold cruel heart or will he end up being her undoing?

Camryn is no ordinary girl, a newly turned werewolf haunted by a terrible mistake that has made her a target for ruthless hunters. Sent to Lupinemere Academy to learn control and hide from danger, she soon finds herself drawn to four powerful alphas: Jax, the natural-born leader. Isaac, the kind-hearted golden boy. Kian, the silent and mysterious fighter. Aiden, the rebellious rogue. Each awakens a different side of her but only one can stand by her as they face an ancient prophecy that could save or destroy them all. With everything at stake and tensions rising, will Camryn choose the alpha who will rule beside her or watch the pack crumble under the weight of her choice?

My mafia husband, Vincent Santoro, was born a monster, incapable of loving anyone. But one day, I discovered he was hiding a ‘forbidden fruit’. A girl from the slums, Claire Murphy. Scarred by life, yet as beautiful as a wildflower growing through concrete. For a man who'd waded through blood his whole life, she was a fatal attraction he never saw coming. He thought he'd covered his tracks. He was wrong. At the Santoro family's annual dinner, I confronted him about Claire, tears streaking down my face. He just lightly frowned, then had his consigliere slide the divorce papers across the table to me. "Isabella. Sign it. The three North Side docks and the shipping lines are yours." I tore the papers to shreds. He just kept raising the offer. He had me thrown into the freezing waters of Lake Michigan. He blew up my family's distillery—the Romano family's legacy. Finally, he took my parents. Tied them in an abandoned warehouse and made one watch as he set the other on fire. "Sign, or watch them burn. Your choice." I begged him on my knees, but a roar of flames consumed the world— The heat seared my skin, the ash of my parents clinging to my face. "No... NO!" When I opened my eyes, I was back. Back on the day I first learned about Claire. This time, no tears, no drama. That night, I called my family in Sicily and set my escape in motion. But the moment I vanished from his world… Vincent Santoro went insane.

I have been married to Andrew Connolly for four years, but whenever his gaze meets mine, there is no recognition at all. Even my voice doesn't register. He remembers everyone around him, yet the one person he never remembers is that I am his wife. If I put on a hat, he asks who I am. When I tie my hair up, he assumes I am a new hire at his company. To help him remember, I repeat the same outfit, the same makeup, the same hairstyle. Still, despite my daily presence, he treats me like a stranger. I tell myself Andrew is simply buried in work, that the neglect is accidental, right up until a concert night. I watch him cut through the crowd and embrace his first love, whom he has not seen in years. When the stage suddenly collapses, I seize his arm and beg, "Honey, please save me." Andrew shoves me away, his voice flat and cold. "You're not my wife. My wife is at home." I am crushed beneath the falling debris. Choking on blood, I can only watch as Andrew rescues his first love and walks away. That is when I realize it's not that he can't remember me, he just doesn't love me. The bodyguards drag me out of the wreckage. Later, I spend a month confined to bed with serious injuries. While I am in the hospital, I get a photo of Andrew kissing his first love. The blows land one after another and mercilessly jerk me awake. I am done with love, and I am done with him!

Calvin and I had been married for seven years. While packing up some clothes, I found a cheap lighter in the pocket of his jacket. Everything he wore, from the inside out, had been carefully chosen by me to highlight his refined taste and status. However, in that girl’s Twitter photos, he looked like a college boy, dressed in cheap clothes and wearing a digital watch that cost only a few dollars while kissing her. Using a throwaway account, I casually liked the post and commented, "A perfect match." Then, I turned to Calvin and said, "How did I never realize you had such a thing for bargains?"

Samantha was compelled to accept the offer to dance for a client, Mr. MC. She is a private seductive dancer of a wealthy guy, due to the overwhelming need to provide her mother with the greatest care following her stroke. He always wears a masquerade mask when she dances in front of him, so she has never once seen his face. She needs to put on a fantastic performance for him. She needs to give him a good show to warm his night just by dancing. Just watch, no touch, that's it! Does she have the right to fight how she feels about him if their agreement ends when the woman he was supposed to marry returns?

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building. Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her. As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!" Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV. Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?" I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

Sophia Parks, a kind woman is unknowingly marked by her ex-boyfriend Vincent Mathis. After almost being killed by him and scarred horribly. Sophia runs from her past to a small town, hoping for a new lease on life. Once there she gains the interest of Faelon, a dark angel assigned to the town to watch the reapers collecting souls. Falling in love with a human was the last thing he intended to do but Sophia is different. Sophia doesn't know that she is a demon-marked sacrifice for the demons hell-bent on causing Armageddon. A twisted tale of angels and demons and a forbidden love that is destined by the fates. A different type of love story with an imperfect female lead, a inlikely love story, trigger warnings, foul language, and intimacy 

"If you want to leave, don't ever take my son!" (Tharique) "He is also my son, he was in my body for months. You are evil! Is this the love you promised me?" (Esme) Esme Sunny, a woman who has a quarter of Lycan blood, has sacrificed a lot to get the throne of the Lycan King. She must escape from her world and enter the world of the Lycans who are cruel and greedy for power. As an unwanted queen, because she was not considered a true Lycan, she was expelled and rejected by the King. She had to leave her son who would be the next heir. Watch the excitement of getting back to her son who is considered not to have the strength of a lycan in general. ***