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He was never going to have anything to do with wretched mortals, he was a god. Humans were pathetic. Axel reminded himself all through his 1,000 years on earth. He stuck with his decision until he was faced with a threat that unlocked a possessive side he never thought he had. ---------------- Orphaned at the age of seven, Ariel grows up lonely and seeks deep connections and companionship. Unfortunately, she seeks it from the wrong people. Ariel met Bianca in highschool. Ariel had a nice voice and stage fright, while Bianca had the confidence she lacked, and admired the splendor that comes with being a celebrity. Desperate to please her friend, Ariel becomes Bianca's ghost singer. This decision leads her to a tragic end, she falls into the hands of a god waiting for a mortal to devour.

"I wouldn't be with a monster like you even if the world was ending and you were the last of the male specie!" That is what she said to him but life took a funny turn from there. Luka Vladimir is your typical Alpha, leading the most ruthless and largest pack ever known. He is 35 and still hasn't found his mate. He was getting restless in finding his luna but when he finally finds her, he wishes he hadn't! Venus Gracia is the exact opposite of anything a Luna should be known as. No, she isn't weak, unwanted and the trash of the town. She is haughty, conceited, and a full-blown feminist human! Born out of old money her only ambiance was to seize the reins of her father's company and she would stop at nothing in this misogynist world to prove her worth. Together they could ruin empires or could lead them to novel peaks but one thing was for sure, together they were explosive!

Karl's life is being threatened and there is only one way to change that, he has to eat from the tree. It was said that whoever did would turn evil but will also be made strong, strong enough to protect his pack from the people seeking to destroy them. He is the last of the purest Alpha wolf bloodline seen in centuries, he is the one the prophesy was talking about, the one they said would save his pack from their curse. Indeed he had been spoken of since the beginning of time in the holy scriptures, it spoke of a boy who would cry wolf and bring all to their knees. But there is something that is going to hold him back, his mate. He had found her, immediately she had looked into his eyes and asked him where he was going he knew she was the one. When she had touched his fur with fascination, he had known she was the one he was meant to mate with. A wolf only has one mate throughout their lifetime and he had found his until he discovered she was an enemy, daughter to the one who sought to kill him. Her death would bring life to his pack

Having a baby will only ruin her body and her career. After Nate kept on pestering Quinn about having a baby, she couldn’t, she didn’t want to get pregnant. Adoption was never an option for her until she found her long lost friend. After so much pestering, she agreed to carry the baby for Nate. Nate, having the chance to lay with his crush, used the opportunity to get back with her. He looked for ways to make Paige stay with him for long, making Quinn angry and jealous. Will Quinn be able to hide her jealousy for long? Will Nate find out the secret Quinn is hiding from him?

Have you ever had a dream and it feels so real or it feels like déjà vu ? Stella Bill Klein the only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Klein popularly known to be the richest in the whole of America. Stella is known to be the beauty goddess of America with good heart and very hardworking. Though Stella has it all, she is not happy. You want to know why , because of her constant nightmare. The repetition of the same nightmare gets her very worried. What happens when David King a very proud, rich,arrogant and powerful man comes into Stella's life just to take revenge but later falls in love with Stella... Want to know what the nightmare is and who David King really is, follow up and don't miss any part of this novel.

They killed me. Betrayed me. Buried me like I was nothing. I was Sera Nightshade, Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack, the most powerful werewolf territory in North America. For five years, I stood beside Damien Blackwood, my Alpha mate, believing in our bond, our love, our future. I gave him everything: my loyalty, my body, my soul. On the night of our official mating ceremony, with the full moon as our witness and the entire pack gathered to celebrate, he made his choice. Her. Vivian Cross, his childhood sweetheart, his secret mistress, the she-wolf he'd been hiding in the shadows for years. In front of everyone, he rejected our mate bond and claimed her instead. The pain of a broken mate bond should have killed me instantly, but I survived. Barely. That's when things got worse. They couldn't let me live. A rejected Luna who knew too many pack secrets, who had too much support, who might challenge his rule. So Damien and Vivian made sure I'd never speak again. They poisoned me, wrapped my body in silver chains, and threw me off Widow's Peak into the frozen river below. I felt every second of my death. The silver burning through my veins. The ice-cold water filling my lungs. The darkness swallowing me whole.

On the day of his funeral, I discovered that my fiance, Zachary Gray, had come back to life. His friend says teasingly, "You sure know how to stage an act, Zachary. Your fiancee cried so much over your fake death that she almost went blind!" Zachary smiles indifferently and says, "Stepping into marriage is like taking one foot into the grave. Of course, I have to have some fun first." I stand in the shadows and watch him bend down to kiss another woman. He then points at the tombstone I had carefully and painstakingly carved for him, laughing until he can't catch his breath. Watching him, I feel like an utter fool. I take out my phone and call my father. "Dad, since Zachary is dead, our engagement is null. Let's pull out of the collaboration with the Gray family's company."

He asked me to take everything. Every kiss. Every fight. Every quiet morning he ever let himself be soft with me. Every single memory of the five years we spent loving each other in secret. He said it was the only way to keep me safe. That if he walked into the enemy’s camp knowing he had a mate, they would use me to destroy him. So he asked me to hold his memories inside me, like I was a box he could trust, and he promised he would come back for them in six months. That was five years ago. Caius is home now. But he doesn’t remember me. He doesn’t remember any of it. And the worst part? He is falling in love with me all over again, slowly, the way he did the first time, and I am standing here with all of him inside my head, watching him meet me like a stranger. I know every single thing about him. His nightmares. The way he takes his coffee. The scar on his ribcage from the night he almost died protecting me. The exact words he said when he first told me he loved me. He knows nothing about me. And now the people he spent five years hunting are closing in, the mission is falling apart, and the only way to save him is to give him back everything he asked me to take. But if I do that, he will remember everything they did to me while he was gone. And the Caius who remembers is not the kind of man who lets things go.

For three years, I slept with my father’s head of security behind everyone’s back. Last night, with one hand at my throat and the other under my dress, he finally asked for a name, a future, something real. “After graduation,” I whispered against his mouth. “Let me finish my defense first. Then we’ll tell them.” “No.” By then I was shaking beneath him on the leather seat. “Then sooner. On my birthday next Friday. I’ll stop hiding then... Cassian, please—gentler...” That seemed to satisfy him. His mouth softened against my skin, and his voice dropped low against my ear. “Good girl. I just want you too much.” The next afternoon, I met my best friend for tea. The moment she opened the passenger door, she spotted the torn foil packet caught beside the seat and lifted a brow. “Bourbon cherry?” she said, already grinning. “That’s our company’s unreleased line. So this is what you’ve been hiding.” I snatched it up and shoved it into my bag. “It’s not public yet.” She frowned. “That’s the strange part. We only sent those samples to a handful of VIP clients.” Then she pulled out her phone. “I did a product follow-up with one of them yesterday, and his private account was basically a shrine to his girlfriend.” She turned the screen toward me. I only looked once, and my whole body went cold. The man in the photo had a line of Latin script inked low across his abdomen. I knew that tattoo. I had kissed it the night before. My fingers started shaking as I opened the private account Cassian had never shown me. April 4. The conservatory. Me and him. April 7. The upstairs studio. Me and him again. April 11—last night. A six-second clip in the back of the car.

She thought she could resist him, but the Alpha who ruined her life awakened desires she never knew existed, leaving her torn between danger and obsession.