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Synopsis Athena never imagined grief could hurt this much. Losing both her parents and the parents of her best friend in a single tragic accident shattered her world and the only person who could ease the pain was the one she could never have: Tristan Blackwood, her brother’s best friend, the enigmatic biker Alpha she had secretly wanted for years. One night of weakness leaves them tangled together, hearts and bodies entwined but Tristan rejects her before she can even breathe. He calls her a sister, a mistake, a danger to himself and his world. Heartbroken, Athena escapes across continents, vowing to heal alone, far from the man who claimed her so briefly, so intensely, and so wrongly. Five years later, fate isn’t so forgiving. Tristan returns more dangerous, more powerful, and more determined than ever. The bond between them hums like fire, pulling them toward each other with a force neither can resist. Athena wants to resist. She has to resist. But some bonds aren’t broken by distance, time, or pain… Now, Tristan is ready to claim what he lost, and Athena must decide whether to risk her heart again for the Alpha who refuses to let her go.

Having stripped off the Luna position because of her husband's death, Ophelia is made a rogue by her late husband's half-brother after he takes over the Alpha throne. She's been struggling to make ends meet until one year later, someone shows up at the tavern where she works with the news, "Alpha Finlay isn't dead, my Luna." Mystified, Ophelia didn't know whether to be sated or frightened. She shifted into her wolf and ran to the council hall in fast gallops, only to see the man she mourned for one year because he wasn't completely hers. Finlay Dupree wasn't dead, he was the only survivor of the death trap set by the Barbarian pack members. He was interrogated by the elders because he was believed to be dead after his headless body was buried and funeral rites were performed. Ophelia reclaims her position as Luna over the Crimson Paw pack, however something doesn't seem right with the Alpha. Dislike was a mutual feeling and common between them, because Ophelia was married off to Finlay as a debt repayment owed by her father. Finlay had a mistress whom he loved. However, he's been a different person since his return. Showing interest in Ophelia and becoming more considerate than normal. Ophelia is still having doubts about him, but the redness in his eyes when he shifts into his wolf gives out that he's truly an Alpha. Truly, an Impostor wouldn't uphold such supremacy? Aside that, the man is hell-bent on making her fall in love with him. Now, is he truly Alpha Finlay who's changed after survival? Or an Impostor trying to make her believe his lie so he'd never get caught?

“No! I don’t care if you buy me the city skyline, Jason. I’d still tell you to fuck off.” Jason Hale smirked. “What if I bought you the moon?” Samantha Torres’ life isn’t what she planned. Once a top science student, she now waits tables to pay off debt and care for her family. And the one wound she’s never healed? Jason, the man she loved in college, who cheated and broke her heart. Now, five years later, Jason is back. He’s heir to a billion–dollar empire and determined to win her again. He claims he’s changed, and he tempts her with lavish gifts, promises, and the same charm that once ruined her. But Jason has dangerous secrets, and Samantha swore that she would never fall for him again. Until her brother’s gambling debt pulls the mob to her doorstep…and Jason becomes the only man who can save her. Now she is drawn back into his world of wealth and risk, and Samantha finds herself torn between old wounds and new desires. But enemies circle fast: his ruthless twin, the woman who once came between them, and a rival who wants her for himself. Will Samantha walk away from Jason, or will she risk everything to find out if love is worth the danger?

The day before my wedding, I was insulted by two men. In my defense, I ended up killing one and injuring the other. My fiancé at the time, Alexander, who was supposed to protect me, abandoned me during the trial. I was sentenced to two years in jail. When I was finally released two years later, I discovered that my ex-fiancé had already married my best friend, Isabella. And Isabella? She didn’t just ‘steal’ my fiancé—she took the doctor position that was supposed to be mine too. I had nowhere to go, and in my most desperate moment, Eric Graves appeared at my door. As the most powerful mafia leader in NYC, Eric used his influence to ensure no one would speak ill of my past. He also proposed to me, confessing that he'd always had feelings for me and wanted to marry me. I believed he was my knight in shining armor, my true love. The first four years of our marriage were perfect—at least, that’s what I thought, until the day I overheard a conversation between my husband, Eric, and his right-hand man, Adam. “Boss, you were so clever to let those scums harass Evelyn. If it weren't for that, Miss Isabella would never have had a chance with Alexander.” Eric’s teasing voice followed, “I just wanted to scare her for a bit. Never thought she’d kill one of them and end up behind bars.” Adam sounded confused. “But Miss Isabella is already married now. Why would you still keep that whore around after she got out of prison?” “Because,” Eric paused, “I have to make sure she doesn’t run back to Alexander or disturb Isabella.” The laughter that followed shattered my heart. All those memories of Eric saving me from humiliation? They were all a lie. He was the one who made my life fall apart, just to make sure Isabella could live happily ever after. Wiping away the lingering tears, I dialed Eric’s biggest rival in NYC, Caleb Nightshade. "Do you still want to wipe Eric out of New York?”

Branded a cursed wolf, Freya has lived in the shadows of a crime she didn't commit, the fire that killed the Alpha's Luna and her own parents. Powerless, scorned, and unable to shift, she's spent years silenced by a secret even she doesn't know. But when her reluctant appearance at a Pack ball leads her into the arms of Dante, the Alpha's heir and son of the very woman she's accused of killing, fate binds them in a way neither can escape. Forced into marriage, rejected by the pack, and betrayed once more, Freya vanishes, even believed to be dead… until fate brings them face to face again. Now she's no longer the quiet girl who once begged to be left alone. She's a feared attorney, a hidden mother of twins… and something far more dangerous than a wolf. What happens when Dante suddenly wants a second chance? What will she do when darkness tries to break down the walls she built.

I am Aria Blackwood—a human bounty hunter who hunts werewolf alphas for a living. I was never meant to become one of them. Captured during the full moon, I fall into the hands of Damien and his pack—four powerful wolves who don’t just want to break me… they want to claim me. Bound by fate, desire, and a bond too strong to escape, I rise from prey to luna. But trust is deadly. Silas betrays us to the ruthless Bloodclaw pack, and I run—with a secret growing inside me that could change everything. Now they’re hunting me. Damien wants redemption. Rafe is ready to fight the world for me. Luka awakens a dangerous hunger I can’t deny. Do I return to the pack that shattered my heart… Or become the one woman powerful enough to destroy every alpha who ever tried to own her?

I married him without love. I never knew he despised me… or that I would be blamed for a tragedy I didn’t cause. In a house full of secrets and lies, can I survive a husband who sees me as his enemy and maybe, just maybe, make him love me?

Three nights ago, I was locked inside my own family’s underground wine cellar. When my congenital heart condition hit, I called my husband, Zane Corleone, and begged him to come save me. He didn’t come. Instead, he stayed with another woman all night because she was afraid of the dark—and told me to stop faking it for attention. That was the moment I finally understood. If he cared that much about her, then I would do the one thing neither of them expected. I would make room for her. In three days, I would disappear from his world completely.

Rejected. Burned. Left for dead. Thalia was nothing more than an omega in the shadows—until Catastrophy strikes their park and kills her mother. They label her as cursed and reduce her to a slave. The first daughter of the Alpha king. Her mated Alpha whom she loved publicly rejected her and chose her sister as his Luna. Her father ordered Thalia’s execution by death in the flames. They thought the fire would consume her. But the fire doesn’t kill a phoenix. It awakens her. Now, Thalia has returned—reborn with power no pack has ever seen, cloaked in mystery, chosen by the moon goddess and bound to a darkness that answers only to her. She’s not back for love. She’s back for vengeance, revenge. But when fate ties her to the Lycan prince with secrets of his own, she is armed with power and authority. She could choose to go solo and destroy everything in her path as she returns to Greenwood Park for revenge or she could give herself to this new found burning desire that could destroy her. Thalia is here to stay and no mated Alpha can take what rightfully belongs to her. Not when the moon goddess has not ordained it.

In my previous life, my husband had suddenly died of a brain hemorrhage, leaving behind a massive mountain of debt. For the sake of my son, who was still in high school, I sold the house my parents had left me, gritted my teeth, and worked three jobs to pay off the debt. Overworked and exhausted, my health deteriorated, and I eventually collapsed in the hospital. From my bed, I could hear my son, now a graduate from a prestigious university, smiling as he spoke on the phone. "Hello? Dad, it's me. Yeah, she's about to die. I bought insurance for her, so we should get close to one million. You and Aunt Rena should come back home right away." The "Aunt Rena" he spoke of was none other than my husband's childhood friend and neighbor who had known him for years. It turned out that the debts were all part of a massive money-laundering scheme between my husband and his childhood sweetheart. They had fabricated false accounts to hide their crime, and he had faked his death to escape the law. My son, eager to become the heir to wealth, had stood by and watched me work myself to death. When I next opened my eyes, I was back in the moment of my husband's feigned brain hemorrhage, the day it had all begun.