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Bullied by the pack she was born to rule, Elara Sylvester has a secret... She's wolfless. And Wolfless are considered a bad omen, only death is their punishment. Wolfless wolves are born without true mates. Being the daughter of the Alpha King, she must present her true mate on her 20th birthday as per pack rules. With execution looming on her 20th birthday, she saves a mysterious, amnesiac stranger and lies that he's her true mate. Now the possessive, dangerously attractive man is living under her roof. The twist? He's Kael Damen, the ruthless Alpha her family and every other pack considers an enemy. She thought she saved an innocent man... But she brought the Devil home.

Love Beyond Contract He married her to save his fortune. She married him to survive. Elena Hamilton has lived a lie for seven years. To the world, she is the lucky woman who snagged billionaire heir Adrian Michael. To Adrian, she is nothing but a cold-blooded opportunist—a "caregiver" who used a shocking clause in his father’s will to trap him in a loveless marriage. She thought she was invisible to him until she started walking away. Now, the man who couldn't stand to look at her won't let her out of his sight. Adrian is finally starting to see the woman behind the contract, but he isn't the only one watching. As a powerful new rival, CEO Daniel Rodriguez, steps out of the shadows to cl

Rejected by her mate. Tortured by her pack. Left to die. Lara Wolfhart was never meant to survive the night her world ended. Broken and barely alive, she should have been free from the nightmare… but fate had other plans. Because death didn’t claim her. He did. Alpha Kael the most feared and ruthless Alpha of Moonshine Pack—finds her on the brink of death… and claims her as his own. Now bound by a blood tie she doesn’t understand, Lara is dragged into a world far darker than the one she escaped. A world where power is everything, secrets run deep, and survival comes at a brutal cost. But the past refuses to stay buried. The man who rejected her isn’t done with her. Her enemies are wa

For six years, I was the perfect wife. I ironed the linen. I cut the roses. I swallowed every humiliation with a smile. And told myself that patience was the same thing as strength. I was wrong. When my husband sat me down at my own dinner table and ordered me to apologize to his mistress—The woman he had been choosing over me, openly, for years—something inside me didn't Break. It crystallized. I picked up my bag. I walked out into the Detroit Cold. And three blocks later, standing under a streetlamp on East Jefferson, I made a phone call that shattered everything I thought I knew about myself. My name is not what he called me. I am not the powerless orphan he laughed

Today’s husband is yesterday’s benefactor. "Mirawadee" was betrayed by his fiancée, prompting her to flee. She still has to meet with a benefactor and follow her everywhere. Later, to survive, she had to consent to marry him. After that, she fell in love till she couldn’t stop herself. Until one day, she knew he was roughly a hundred years old. But fate has placed her right in the middle of the rank fate of this endlessly agonizing love. When the story from the past resurfaces, a mysterious spirit arrives and offers to ‘Give me your body’ to atone for the previous misdeeds she has committed!!

A sharp pull by my wrist bought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirk face saying it all. His eyes are gazing my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining

When Becca Sterling gets a job offer to work at a posh mansion, she has no idea that her boss is a very famous football star. Not only is he filthy rich, but he's also arrogant and rude. She didn't sign up for this. Trent Arnold has a secret buried deep in the depth of his soul. A haunting secret. Despite the luxurious lifestyle, he is miserable. Until he meets her...

Since we have brought trophy to home I wanted to bring my everything to my home. I wanted us to change our relationship status from being dating to being married. I wanted us to be forever couple. Since our everything start from this very stage I want this stage to complete that everything. And I know you had the idea of me proposing you on the finale. So it's not fully surprising for you. I Chiean Hwa on my knees asked you to be my forever partner, the one with whom I want to share my happiness, my sorrows, and create the moments that's out of the world for me. Since you were the first and last one to knock on the door of my heart. Will you marry me? "proposed Chiean Hwa. The whole crowd

Layla was treated as a curse by her pack members, she was bullied and maltreated, even her father hated her, he accuses her for her mother's death, the pack considers her a disgrace and she's more taunted when she didn't get her wolf early, and she's taunted for having a white wolf, they call her a curse. She realizes that the alpha son Logan is her mate, yet he rejects her and maltreated her. Tired of staying in a place where she is not loved and wanted, Layla runs away. She finds out that she has a new mate in the woods, and she's excited to know he doesn't reject her. Her excitement is cut short when she realizes her mates dislike her, he doesn't want to reject her, nor does he intend

“I hate you. I hate you so fucking much, James.” It’s a whisper and a paradox because your body doesn’t—shouldn’t—tingle for a boy you hate. It doesn’t threaten to combust into flames; not from rage but from the clawing need to actually give in. It shouldn’t involuntarily arch back to give access to the last person that should be invading it. “But your body doesn’t, sweet Addie. It sings for me.” To enunciate his words, to show me that he is in control and my surrender is near, my walls of defense wearing thin; he traces his teeth along the curve of my neck. My response is a shudder and his, a knowing smile. He’s won. “I’d be crazy not to hum along to the sweet melody. I’d be crazy