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Alpha Zane… His name instills fear in the hearts of many. He is cold, ruthless, cruel and heartless. He was considered the most powerful Alpha in the entire territory, no one ever dreamed of crossing his path. No one believed he could ever have a mate, because of his fearful ways. He had utmost dislike for the idea of having a mate, and no young lady ever wished to be mated to a monster like him. He does not have a heart that could ever feel love. But what happens when he was mated to Shirley, a naïve young lady who had an entirely different dream from being mated to a monster like him? Will she survive his ruthlessness or will she break through him and carry out the one mission she was instructed to carryout in his life? What could that mission be? What happens when the moment he whole heartedly accepted his mate became the beginning of the end of his reign? Let’s find out in this heart racing romance, love and betrayal piece!

She thought her fated mate would save her. Instead, he destroyed her. Rejected. Humiliated. Cast out like trash. Omega orphan Sara thought finding her mate would finally mean something. Instead he chose someone else and left her to die. But fate had other plans. Running for her life, she crossed into forbidden territory—the land of Kyle Nightbane. The cursed Alpha. The monster in the dark. The name even alphas whispered in fear. He’s a beast wrapped in skin. Cursed. Cruel. Ruthless. And now… she belongs to him. To a pack that sees her as nothing. To a man who doesn't tolerate weakness and kills without regret. She should fear him. She should run. But she can't. Because the monster everyone fears… may be the only soul as broken as hers. And when the coldest Alpha alive starts to burn for the girl no one wanted? Hell has no idea what’s coming.

She’s a deadly assassin with no name. He’s a cursed Lycan King, forbidden to love. When Kael scents Seraphina—the infamous Shadow Siren—as his fated mate, his world turns upside down. She escapes from him and all his effort to find her was futile. But Seraphina isn’t the kind of woman who can be claimed. She’s part witch, part fae, and all danger sent by The Order to spy on the very man fate says she belongs to. Love was never part of her mission… and certainly never part of Kael’s prophecy. As demons rise and supernatural war looms, their bond becomes more than fate—it becomes a weapon. But with Seraphina’s secrets threatening to unravel everything, and Kael’s wolf on the edge of madness, the line between love and destruction begins to blur. One wrong move could ignite a war. One kiss could change everything. And one truth could destroy them both. When fate ties a killer to a king, can love still bloom in the shadows? What secret prophecy connects them… and what price will they pay to survive it?

"I'll cut to the chase. I'm the villainess in this story." Everyone in this wealthy, elite family adored my poor, fragile adopted sister. My older brother Damien would snap, "Don't scare Bella. Her weak heart can't take it." My other brother, Magnus, would add, "Lend Bella your nightgown, all right? It's wasted on you." Even my fiancé said, "This is nothing more than a marriage of convenience. My true love has always been Bella." In my last life, I humbled myself endlessly to please them. What did I receive in return? They sent me to a mental asylum and I died in agony. Then I came back to life on the day of my engagement party. A voice echoed in my mind and made its announcement. [The Madness Reward System has chosen you, Marceline Blanc. Any unhinged behavior will earn rewards worth hundreds of millions of dollars.] I grinned and sent the pompous, ten-tier cake crashing to the floor. "I'm done with this shitty family. Goodbye, you miserable bastards."

The day Yancy Shepherd died, Benedict Page poisoned our dinner. His eyes were wild, and bloodshot, as he watched me writhe in agony. There was a madness in his gaze, but worse was the hatred, a disgust so deep it twisted his face into something unrecognizable. "If it weren't for you forcing your way into our lives, Yancy wouldn’t have died from heartbreak. You ruined us! It’s all your fault!" A photo slipped from his trembling hand and landed at my feet—Yancy at twenty, looking radiant, her smile as bright as a blooming flower. I collapsed to the ground, my strength fading fast like a rose withering in the final grasp of winter. Helpless, I waited for the darkness to claim me, consumed by despair and bitter regret. Why hadn’t I listened to the system and killed him when I had the chance? But when I opened my eyes again, everything was different. I stood watching Benedict flee our engagement ceremony. My brother moved to chase after him, but I quietly raised a hand, stopping him. This time, things would be different.

Warning: Explicit content. This story contains graphic sexual scenes, mature themes, dark romance elements, and emotionally intense situations. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Betrayed by her mate and twin sister, Saraphina was sentenced to die, until she was sold to Alpha Xavier, a ruthless beast feared across the lands. His touch was punishing, possessive, and addictive. What was meant to break her only awakened something dark, raw, and terrifyingly alive. She fell in love with a monster when she shouldn't have and now she has to pay the price. What happens when Alpha Xavier betrays Saraphina and her ex-mate comes running back? Would Saraphina go back to the man who betrayed her love or would she stay with the monster who changed her life? Most of all, what happens when Saraphina discovers she's not an ordinary wolf and that she might bring chaos to the entire werewolf race?

“And that is the reason why I said those words. I like your fear, not because it is a normal thing. I love it because deep down you are a monster like me, schiava. You fear me on a primal level, you can feel my power and dominance, and you know you aren’t the strongest here. So you don’t fear Renzo Valentino the human, you fear the monster that lurks inside.” My life changed the night of my birthday. What started as a funny dare ended with blood and having a price on my head. I thought Renzo was the hero who saved me that night, but he was the devil who owned me forever. I, Misha Yakov, princess of the Russian mafia became Renzo Valentino's slave. He broke me, tortured me, and molded me into something new, something I hated and craved at the same time. I, Misha Yakov became my master's pet.

The knights of Saint Christopher arrived, and they brought nightmares to the little convent of the good sisters- an angel who was the opposite of his kind, a forbidden love affair, a predator of innocents, a monster for a father, and a death. Mathilda, who had nothing but hatred for this world, would slay the evils to protect her people, or was she the evil they needed saving from?

"You think I'll let you go, sweetheart?” He caught the gun from her effortlessly and spun her in his arms, holding her captive once again as he chuckled into her ear, tilting her chin up with the barrel of the gun. “I clipped your wings for a reason. There’s no way back once you enter my world.” *** When an unfortunate incident in the family brings Matsyaa Rathore into the land of the royals, the last thing she expects is catching the eye of the notorious crown prince and becoming his untamed fantasy. His obsession has turned her life into a nightmare. Control slips out of her hands and she finds herself trapped in twisted games of power. To end this madness, she does everything to resist him, challenge him and fight him. Just about all she must not be doing. They say Ranvijay Singh Raghuvanshi is God for his people, and this time, the ‘God’ wants Matsyaa—all for himself. Amidst building tension and deep-rooted hatred, will Matsyaa be able to free herself from the dangerous royals, or will Ranvijay capture her for the rest of her life in his mystical lair?

“Who the hell typed this contract, Liam? I see typos.” “What typos? I wrote every damn word myself.” “Then you must’ve been typing while Evelyn was suck–” “Shut the fvck up, Olivia! Just sign it, or forget about ever seeing my babies again.” “They’re my babies too, you asshole! Would you sign if some psycho shoved this shitty contract in your face?” “Then don’t sign. Your loss. Get the fvck out of my office. Call me only after you sign, or you’ll regret it.” --- I thought giving birth would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it became the day my whole world shattered. While I was still weak and bleeding in that hospital bed, my husband walked in… not with flowers, not with comfort, but with a hard blow to my stitches. That devil set a trap far worse than our marriage itself. And no matter how much I hated him… a part of me still burned whenever he touched me. Was this love, madness, or the devil’s contract I could never escape?