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I was born into the noble Valerie family, gifted by blood with the rare ability to bond with vampires and bear them powerful hybrid children. Since I was a child, I had been secretly in love with James, the vampire noble I was betrothed to. Everyone knew his heart belonged to one person only — his childhood companion, Vicky. But she was engaged to James's older brother. The night of their engagement banquet, James accepted my confession. He said we could try. I nodded and told him I didn't mind. I was willing to wait until he let her go. Then he gave the wedding I had designed with my own hands to Vicky. He stood in the groom's place, holding her hand through the rehearsal. And I stood below the stage, the laughingstock of the entire room. That night, he got drunk. He held me and said he loved me. I thought he had finally laid down his obsession, so once again I forgave him and let go of my pride. Until he called out Vicky’s name. In that moment, I finally understood. The one James loved would never be me. I had stored up enough disappointment. The next day, I disappeared from his world for good. Five years later, I ran into him by chance, a hybrid boy in my arms. He came rushing toward me like a man gone mad, eyes red, begging me to come back.

During the eight years I spent by Alpha David’s side, I also raised the pup he had with my late sister. At his birthday banquet, I accidentally wore one of her old dresses. Eight-year-old Dorian grabbed a pot of freshly brewed coffee and poured it over me— right in front of the maids. The scalding liquid burned my skin, and when I looked up, I saw the same cold disgust in his eyes that I’d seen so many times in his father’s. “How dare you wear my mother’s dress?” he sneered. “You’ll never replace her. You killed her with that wicked heart of yours!” The coffee seared more than my flesh. It burned straight through my heart. I looked at the child I’d raised for eight long years. I didn’t feel angry. I didn’t even feel sad. Only a quiet kind of exhaustion. “Don’t worry,” I whispered. “I’ll leave tomorrow.”

Bianca thought rejection was the worst thing that could happen to her and she was wrong. Until she was made an outcast and given to the most feared and ruthless leader of the cursed Southern territories. Biance awaits a life of misery because the cold, brutal and notorious Alpha has never kept a wife alive for more than a year. Biance is surprised because Logan barely looks at her, never touches her and seems almost afraid of something. Instead of the monster she had expected, Biance beholds a man haunted by secrets that could destroy everything. Strange things begin to happen as Bianca's touch heals the cursed land around and she is haunted by consuming nightmares. And Logan, the monster that everyone fears watches her with his eyes full of secrets. A seer rises and speaks of the prophecy of a Luna who will either rise to save the South or fall and take everyone with her. Bianca's true identity is the last heir of the legendary moonlight and fire bloodline thought extinct for generations. She is the one in the prophecy and that power could make her the most dangerous Luna in werewolf history. She finds out her rejection wasn't random but planned by her old pack who needed her gone as they feared her future. She may be the key to saving Logan's cursed and dying bloodline and such power came with a heavy price. Enemies stir as her former mate returns with a dark magic corrupted soul and Bianca must make a choice. Should she remain a broken Omega or embrace the power brewing in her? The rejected omega was always meant to rise into a powerful queen. But the question is: will she survive long enough to claim her throne?

Just days before her wedding to Killian Silverfang, the future Alpha of Respawn Pack, Kyra Nightingale is kidnapped, drugged, and sold to the sadistic Alpha Mason. Thrust into a brutal hunting ceremony where captive women are chased for sport, Kyra fights for her life, only to leap from a cliff rather than surrender but she never expected to be caught mid-air by a handsome silver-haired stranger with ice in his eyes and darkness in his soul.

Amara Bennett has a rule: Never let anyone close enough to break your heart twice. After a humiliating breakup that turned her into the laughingstock of her school, she’s done with romance, done with hope, and definitely done with boys who make promises they can’t keep. Then Julian Reyes transfers into her class. Charming without trying. Annoyingly kind. The type of boy who remembers little things—like how she hates strawberries on cake and how she always pretends she’s okay when she isn’t. At first, Amara can’t stand him. Mostly because Julian somehow sees through every wall she built around herself. But when a misunderstanding makes the entire school believe they’re dating, Julian offers her a deal: fake a relationship until the rumors die down. Simple. Except nothing about Julian feels fake. Not the way he waits outside her classroom just to walk her home. Not the way his hand finds hers during crowded hallways. And definitely not the way he looks at her like she’s the best thing he’s ever found. For the first time in a long time, Amara begins to believe love might not be something meant to hurt her. But just when she finally lets herself fall, she discovers the truth Julian has been hiding since the day they met—a truth that could destroy everything between them. Because Julian didn’t transfer to her school by coincidence. He came for her.

As the project lead, I was supposed to receive an annual bonus of $28,000. However, my wife transferred all the money to her newly hired male assistant and simply tossed me a supermarket gift card instead. “There’s $30 on this card. Buy whatever you want. I’m pretty generous, aren’t I?” I was stunned. “Joy, my mother needs that money for her surgery. You can’t be serious!” She sneered and said, “Why waste money on someone who’s dying anyway? At most, I’ll give you $700 to pick out a nice coffin.” Looking at her smug face, I smiled as well. Joy probably forgot that although she held all the company shares, the core patents of the company were registered under my personal name. I immediately sent a message to my lawyer. [Starting today, I’m releasing all patents in my name for free!]

I have spent twenty-five years being the son my father never had. I have never worn a dress, never been called a daughter, and never once been allowed to simply be myself. Things only got tougher when I abandoned my own wedding. I got sentenced as a boarder at Silverstone Academy, surrounded by future rulers who sleep, train, and live beside me. One wrong move is all it takes for everything to fall apart. I can only survive Silverstone if I can keep up the lies. But secrets are like wounds, they do not stay buried forever.

Amelia Rose Vale has always been ordinary. Careful. Quiet. Human. Then an impossible letter arrives at her door, accepting her into Waycross Academy—a school she never applied to and cannot find on any map. By dusk the next day, Amelia steps through its gates and into a world where corridors shift without warning, rules are enforced but never explained, and every student around her is something other than human. At Waycross, Amelia is not just unusual. She is impossible. Her presence draws the attention of seven powerful men: a cryptic cat shifter who appears where he should not be, a dragon shifter who looks at her like he has waited years to find her, a restless fae bound by secrets and time, a demon whose calm hides dangerous hunger, a chaotic vampire who knows too much, an ancient guardian who teaches her how to survive, and a controlled mage mentor determined to keep his distance. Each of them recognizes something in Amelia that she cannot see in herself. As her strange power begins to wake, Amelia discovers her family name buried in forbidden records, and her supposed humanity becomes harder to believe. But being noticed at Waycross is dangerous. A jealous incubus queen wants her broken, hidden enemies are watching from beyond the Academy walls, and the school itself seems to be pushing her toward a truth no one will fully explain. Amelia thought she was falling into a nightmare. But Waycross did not choose her by mistake. And the monsters circling her may not be her downfall. They may be the first ones to kneel.

Evelyn — They said the mate bond was sacred. That he'd protect me. Cherish me. Stay. But while I was screaming in a hospital bed, bringing his child into the world— he was in hers. Now I carry more than his baby. I carry the truth no one wants to say out loud. And I’m done pretending I wasn’t the one left bleeding.

My mother hated me, to the point that she wished I were dead. I knew I deserved to die. Sixteen years ago, if I hadn’t insisted on going out, my brother wouldn’t have died while trying to save me. Eventually, both of us got what we wished for. I got brain cancer. She had become a stranger to me as I forgot everything and went to die in blissful ignorance. Then, she went mad.