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From a young age, Rayne Lawson dedicated herself to preparing for the sacred Luna duties, as she was prophesied from birth that she'll lead the Pack to greatness. At last, her long-awaited 18th birthday arrived, the day she would shift for the first time in front of the entire pack and begin her journey as their Luna. However, instead of shifting into a majestic Luna wolf, Rayne's wolf was shockingly half the size of an average wolf. The Pack's hopes were dashed, and even her destined mate, Alpha Reynold Hayes, couldn't hide his disdain. Three years later, Rayne has worked tirelessly to earn the Pack member's admiration and prove to them that her small wolf doesn't define her abilities as a great Luna, as she brought great prosperity to the Pack. To the outside world, her life seemed like a fairytale: she was Luna, married to the Alpha, and the pack was thriving. But behind closed doors, Rayne's life was a nightmare. Her husband Reynolds was unfaithful, cheating on her with an omega mistress and forcing Rayne to watch as he flaunted his infidelity. He tortured her emotionally and physically, making her existence a living hell. A new Lycan King who was rumored to be ruthless and merciless had emerged. He invited all werewolf Alpha's to come form new treaty deals, disregarding the previous deals made with past Lycan Kings. Rayne's world was turned upside down when she discovered that the new Lycan King was her mate! And felt an undeniable force drawing her to him. Torn between the life she thought she was destined for and the unexpected path of her heart's calling. Rayne must navigate the dangerous world of forbidden love, dark secrets, and treacherous alliances. The future of her heart and her Pack hangs in the balance.

Alizeh has a storm inside fighting to take over. She's quiet, and meek, and scared to death... until one days, she isn't. She has a problem. She's in love with both Cade and Orion. This causes loneliness and confusion. Genève, is angry at the world. She would watch it burn, for just one more moment with Talon. She's being led by forces, no one understands. Her destiny is tugging and pulling her every-which-way. She feels as-if, she is living someone else's life. She wishes she were, anyway. Trixie, see's evil. She sees true goodness. She sees people for who they are, not who they pretend to be. Trixie see's a lot more than the average person, but she doesn't notice love triangles. She's falling hard for Cade. He seems to feel the same way. Too bad, to be together, they would be risking the destruction of all life, on all planets. Each of these woman is truly unique. They come from different dimensions and upbringings. Their magical abilities, vary greatly as do their weaknesses. The common denominator- a little thing called destiny. Theirs are completely intertwined. Oh, and then there's Zeek. They all know Zeek. He is part of their destiny, also. He is the one who sets things into motion. Geneve, bore Zeek's son and became an evil queen. Tragedy and pain, turned her into a monster. Alizeh, snuck a nap in Zeek's barn after running away from home. She flawlessly switched dimesions, completely unaware. Potionless dimensional-travel was thought to be impossible. Trixie, was rescued from demon minions, and an asylum, by Zeek. She didn't think anyone would ever believe her about her powers. Zeek, made her feel normal. Something was brewing, and shifting. Unnprepared and unaware, the pedelum started swinging. Destiny waits for no one.

You answer to no one but me, not even the words of the king should make you waver, only I should leave that much effect on you,”... On the day of her engagement party to the Alpha of her pack, Freyja found herself in a dilemma. In her hands is the blood of her mate’s mother. Even with no recollection of what happened she knows and believes strongly that she is innocent. Her mate who is the Alpha locks her up to be killed without judgment. Not until she was saved by a Rogue who instructed her to run South… Will Freyja run South? There she will be marked a Rogue or will she mistakenly Run Towards north? There her fate will be intertwined with Lycans

"Don't you understand that I don't want anymore whores here?" Kayden said angrily "She is highly reputed professional doctor Kayden "Mr.Velkov said defending me "Yeah whatever, either way I don't want to see her " "Well if you want to continue being a singer you have to" And with this they were gone . I was standing in front of door still remembering the words of that jerk .tears started filling my eyes as I opened the door. SO GUYS THIS BOOK IS ABOUT A LOVE STORY STARTED FROM HATERNESS BETWEEN A FEMALE BEAUTIFUL DOCTOR AND LEADER OF FAMOUS SINGING BAND . IT'S A SWEET LOVE

Forced by life's tragedy to be a stripper Samantha embraced her new life as a club dancer. Until one day while she was performing her beauty caught the attention of a ruthless billionaire who was popular amongst the ladies. He wanted Samantha but she embarrassed him even going as far as slapping him. Alexander swore to her that she would regret her actions and come begging him. But Samantha didn't feel threatened by his words until she lost her job, and even her house. Worse her sister got sick and really needed surgery. What would she do when confronted with things that made her anxious?

On her wedding day, her world shattered. Her husband died suddenly, leaving her trapped with his powerful family. They refused to let her move on and forced her to work as a secretary for her cold, rich brother-in-law, the president of a big company. But when she met him, she was shocked. He was the same mysterious man from that unforgettable night. And he recognized her too. But instead of kindness, he gave her nothing but cold glares, rude words, and harsh orders. She wanted to run far away… but he wouldn’t let her escape. Why is he keeping her close? What does he really want from her?

“I’m yours, King Nightbane,” she whispered, breath trembling. “I can feel it… I can’t hide it from you.” My instincts reacted before reason could catch up—not from restraint, but from something far more dangerous. Her presence overwhelmed the space between us. I could sense her without effort. Like the air itself had changed the moment she stepped closer. “I’ve always wondered what it would feel like to belong to someone like you,” she admitted softly. “Completely.” The words should have been innocent. They weren’t. They struck something primitive inside me.

Childfree by choice for five years, Eve Watson’s husband suddenly adopted a pair of twins. He told her to raise the twins as if they were her own. Not only that, but he even planned to leave them his trillion-dollar fortune as heirs. Eve thought her husband had simply changed his mind about staying childfree. Hence, believing he now wanted a family of their own, she went to the hospital, preparing to have her IUD removed so she could get pregnant. However, the doctor’s words shattered her world. As it turns out, she had no uterus. It had been surgically removed five years ago.

"Martin, you're getting married within two weeks. What are you going to do about the woman outside?" Stacy Lynd paused at those words, even as a man answered indifferently, "Just keep your mouth shut. She won't know if none of you breathe a word." Behind the door, Stacy's tears blurred her vision. Never did she expect that the man she loved for years was going to treat her like a side chick. At that point, she truly understood, and went on to burn her accounts. It was not until afterward that Stacy realized she wasn't the one who couldn't get over that doomed relationship.

I sat on the front row,listening to Dad preach against sin with all act of seriousness. I could feel the word 'sin' disgusted my father, and listening to his words gave me goosebumps. Being a preacher's only child came with responsibilities and expectations. I lived by dad's rules. I rarely lied, I never stole, I read my bible every single day, just as a pastor's son should. But still, I have one problem. It started the moment my parents separated me from the opposite gender, sending me off to a boarding school, which consisted of only my gender.