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Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape. Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.

I want to tell you about a girl who has never needed anyone in her life, and the moment that changed everything. Sera Whitmore is twenty-two years old. She leads her pack's war council. She completed her Alpha trials at eighteen. She has never once asked anyone for help. And then she walks into a peace summit and locks eyes with the enemy — and her entire body knows, before her brain can stop it, that this man is hers. He walks out before she can say a word. That is how Mated to the Rival begins. Kael Voss is the heir of Ironvale — the pack that has been Silvercrest's enemy for two hundred years. He is controlled, scarred, and terrifying to everyone except his younger sister. He has spent his whole life building walls around himself to survive his father. The mate bond tears through every single one of those walls in three seconds. So he does what any reasonable man with thirty years of emotional armor would do. He leaves. It does not help. Within days Kael's father Aldric announces war in thirty days. Sera goes back to her pack and tries to pretend the bond is not pulling her west every waking hour. Then a message arrives on a piece of bark through enemy lines. Two words. Meet me tonight. She goes. What follows is not just a love story. It is a mystery. A conspiracy. A truth that has been buried for two hundred years inside both packs' histories — edited out of the official records, hidden under a dead woman's floorboard, kept by an old Omega who has been waiting for the right person to come looking. The truth is this: the war was never about murder. It was started by a mate bond — exactly like theirs. A Silvercrest Alpha killed his own Luna to eliminate the bond and framed Ironvale. The grief destroyed the Ironvale Alpha and he declared war. Two hundred years of wolves dying on both sides — for a lie. And Kael's father Aldric has known this his entire rule. He keeps the war alive because it keeps him in power. Ten years ago when Sera's mother found the journal that proved it — Aldric had her killed. Sera's mother did not die in a border accident. The man who took her mother is Kael's father. This is the story of what they do with that. How they build an alliance across enemy lines with twenty days on the clock and a kill list with Sera's name at the bottom. How Kael's seventeen year old sister Maren runs intelligence from inside Ironvale's walls. How Ronan — Sera's best friend who loves her — chooses to help her anyway. How a woman named Lydia who was brought as Kael's arranged mate decides she would rather burn the arrangement down from the inside. The war ends in the Iron Ring. Kael challenges his father before both packs. He wins. He has the killing blow. He does not take it. He says: you will live with the truth. Death is too easy. The bond completes. The lie is buried. Two packs start building something in the space the war used to fill. Three months later Sera takes Kael's hand and places it on her stomach. The most feared wolf in two territories drops to his knees in the garden her mother used to tend. He is crying. She has her hand in his hair. The next generation is coming. They name her Cael. After the historian who wrote the truth down two hundred years ago and hid it where the right person could find it. The last line of the book is two words. Said together. To their daughter. To each other. To the garden that kept the secret until they came. Look what grew.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

His free hand strayed. They burned as they slid across my waist. And higher. Dangerously close to the under curve of my breast. “The thing with girls like you, Maisie, is that you think all you need to fix to be picked is your appearance. I don’t doubt that you’d make a great fuck, but you’ll never be the type of woman men want to keep. The kind to be made Luna. You’re the kind that’s only good enough to fuck, but never good enough to be chosen.” *** After getting rejected by her mate, Cole Hayes, the future Alpha of the pack, and nearly losing her life from the pain of it, Maisie Adams and her best friends concoct a fail safe plan to get back at him and save her from dying. Phase I: Get a make over and become the hottest thing in Ashfall. Phase II: Make out with a hot stranger. Phase III: Get a boyfriend, someone hotter, someone older, and lose your V-card. Phase IV: Get Cole Hayes to apologize. Phase V: Reject Cole Hayes. What they do not, however, account for is Cole Hayes falling for Maisie and being unable to let her go. Even worse, they sure as hell couldn’t have known Maisie would catch the attention of the four Lycan royals at the academy and accidentally bond with them!

When Aurora Gray, an Omega maid, gets rejected and framed for the murder of Alpha Darren Snow by her mate, she thinks her life may just be over. But when she flees and runs into the arms of the look alike of her dead Alpha, a crazy plan begins to form in Aurora's head. A way to clear her name. An identity swap. A dangerous game. The man claims to be Zephyr Snow, Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. He also claims it is the year 1726. Aurora has decided he has a mental illness. A severe one. Possibly the worst case ever recorded. Little does she know that he isn't delusional at all. That Zephyr Snow is exactly who he says he is, an Alpha from three hundred years ago, and they're about to be entangled in more ways than one, considering, Aurora's the only one who can help him find his way back home. *** "What is that?” He was pointing at a car pulling out of the lot. "A car?” I answered, wondering what the hell was wrong with him now. He stared at it and began hyperventilating. “It moves. Without horses. It is a carriage. Without horses.” “Yes, it runs on fuel–” "And those." He pointed at the telephone poles. His voice was shaky. "What are those cords between the poles?" Was he playing a game? I didn't mind if he was, so long as he helped me. "They carry electricity. Power?” "And the lights in the manor." He said it slowly, like a frightened child. "There is no fire. No candles. What feeds them?" "The electricity. The same power.” "None of this was here," he said after a long stretch of silence. His hand had gone clammy against mine. "When I entered those caves. This is not… this was not here.” He looked at me with wide, vulnerable eyes. “Lass, I am not mad.” "I didn't say you were." "You are thinking it." I was absolutely thinking it. "My home.” He pointed at the packhouse. “It stood right there. It is… gone." It struck me then. The anguish in his voice. I realized he truly believed what he was saying. And the conviction only deepened when he met my eyes once more and whispered, "What century have I found myself, lass?” “Er… the 21st?"

Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

Nate’s fingers closed around Aire’s wrist. “You felt it,” he murmured. “The bond.” Aire’s pulse raced, but she didn’t pull away. “Feeling it,” she said softly, “doesn’t mean I’m keeping it.” ......... Aire has always been cursed, wolfless, silver-haired, tolerated, and never wanted. A punishment, the elders say, for the sin her father committed against the Moon Goddess. In a world where power is measured by the strength of your wolf and the purity of your bloodline, she is neither. She survives quietly under her uncle’s roof, enduring humiliation because survival is better than being cast out. One fateful ball, the mate bond snapped when three wolves claimed her at once. Xanden. Alaric. Nate. The Alpha triplets who rule their territory like a united front of teeth and pride. The same men everyone assumed would claim someone else, someone stronger, and someone worthy. And not her. Aire does the only thing she can think to do. She rejects them. However, Alphas are not meant to be rejected. Especially not by a cursed girl with no wolf. Now, instead of being ignored, she’s watched. Instead of being pitied, she’s claimed. The triplets don’t want romance. They want control. They drag her into their territory, into their politics, into a royal system filled with spies, rival houses, and daughters raised to become queens. Aire begins to realize something terrifying. The mate bond may not be her greatest danger. Making the Alphas feel might be. She is either destined to rule beside them… Or die before she ever gets the chance.

Asher Graham has a secret he must protect, if he was to keep his Omega mother safe. All his life, he never truly belonged anywhere because they were always on the run. But when Asher figured out a way to stay alive, he took it, even if it meant enrolling into the deadly werewolf Academy, Stone Claw Academy, where cold, and ruthless Alphas were trained. His secret would have been safe if he hadn’t gone ahead and pissed off Stone Claw Academy’s resident bad boy and bully, Alpha Reed Jackson. Asher took what belonged to the devil and called his bluff, now he had to pay for it with the title he has fought to keep or his life. When Alpha Reed gained the upperhand and found out his secret, Asher had to dance to his tune by being his playtoy or lose everything including his life. The past came knocking soon enough, and now Asher has to choose between getting a clean slate or being with the man who had done nothing but torment him and make his deepest, darkest desires come true. Will Asher choose Reed over everything or risk what they have to get everything he has always wanted?

The night Alpha Ethan Blackwood spat me out like I meant nothing, I felt my soul shatter. In front of the pack, in front of Michael, my twin, my only family I was humiliated, abandoned, broken. That was supposed to be the end. The end of love, the end of hope. But the Moon Goddess… she doesn’t forgive, and she doesn’t forget. I know he’s cursed, but I do not care. I joined Royal Order even though I am Omega. I’m done kneeling for an Alpha who doesn’t see me. I’ll rise, I’ll take my pleasure, my vengeance, my happiness even if it comes from another Alpha who dares want me. Let him try to claim me now let him feel what it means to lose me. I want my own happiness and I won't let Ethan take it back from me!

Elara spent her entire life believing in one thing: the mate bond. As the daughter of a low-ranking wolf, she knew her place in the pack. Quiet. Loyal. Invisible. But everything changed the night the Moon Goddess revealed her mate. The Alpha. Kael Blackthorn. The most powerful werewolf in the region. Cold, ruthless, and destined to rule. For one brief moment, Elara believed fate had chosen her. But Kael rejected her. In front of the entire pack. Humiliated and broken, Elara leaves the only home she has ever known. She disappears into the human world, determined to build a life where she is no longer defined by the mate who cast her aside. Years pass. And Elara changes. She is no longer the quiet girl the pack once ignored. She has power. Secrets. And a strength Kael never saw. But when fate brings them together again, the bond between them awakens stronger than ever. Only this time… Elara refuses to be claimed. And Kael realizes something terrifying. Rejecting her may have been the greatest mistake of his life. Because the woman he lost… might be the only one capable of destroying him. —or saving him.

Lisa Casper and Gaten Criano are two childhood friends who had crush on eachother.Gaten to a bussiness man and because of a misunderstanding Lisa choose to be a spy.Then they meet after years, her personality is completely changed from a soft girl to a bold girl and a bit if playgirl too. Then after so many dramas  they got married and  the tension arises when Tony Harper comes and try to make their life hells.Can our Lisa save herself, her family and  her friends? And punish him for his deeds?And can they get a happy ending?

" you can never be my mate" Vivian William thought she was finally about to feel safe. She walked into the Pack Affairs Office believing she was securing a future only to be destroyed by a single phone call. The man she trusted didn’t hesitate. He laughed as he told her the truth. She was never meant to be his mate. Never chosen. Just a convenient name on paper until the woman he truly wanted arrived. Abandoned. Humiliated. Watched by a pack that thrived on her shame. And with her mother’s life depending on medical coverage she no longer had, Vivian was left with no room to fall apart. That was when a stranger appeared. Finnick Norton was calm in a way that felt dangerous. Sharp-eyed. Controlled. Sitting in a wheelchair, yet carrying a presence that made the room bend around him. He didn’t offer comfort. He didn’t offer lies. He offered marriage. A bond without promises. Without romance. A clean agreement between two people who needed something badly enough to risk everything. Vivian said yes, believing she had nothing left to lose. She didn’t know she had just married the most powerful man in Sunshine City. Finnick Norton isn’t just a stranger. He’s the unseen Alpha behind Finnor Group the empire that rose in silence and now stands above the city’s strongest families. A man who controls without raising his voice. A man who never moves without purpose. At work, Vivian is forced to interview the city’s most mysterious and desired bachelor only to come face to face with her husband hours after marrying him… a man who looks at her like she’s a stranger. But Finnick is always watching. What begins as survival turns into tension. Into restraint. Into something neither of them planned for. Because Vivian was never meant to be temporary. And Finnick Norton never makes a bond he doesn’t intend to keep.

My billionaire husband saved me when I lost everything. Then one day… he vanished. No goodbye. No explanation. Just a mansion, millions in my account, and our six-year-old son. People think I'm lucky. They don't see the emptiness he left behind… or the nights I spend drowning in the silence he created. Until the night two masked thieves break into my home. Instead of screaming, I beg them to take everything. Because the truth is… nothing here matters without him. What I didn't know was that one of those thieves would walk back into my life days later—without a mask. Lucas. A quiet restaurant worker by day. A ghost thief by night. The mysterious Robin Hood criminal every billionaire fears… and every security agency is desperate to catch. Falling for him was my second mistake. Because Lucas isn't just stealing from the rich. He's hunting the billionaire who destroyed his family. My husband. Now I'm trapped between two dangerous truths. If Lucas discovers who I really am, he might come for me… or worse— for my son. Anderson is the only weakness Philip Carter ever had. So the real question isn't whether Lucas will uncover the truth. It's when he realizes the woman he loves… is the closest path to his enemy.

In a world divided between Heaven and the Realm of Darkness, peace was never an option—only war. Seraphina Vale, a princess of the celestial kingdom, lives under the weight of expectations she refuses to accept. But when a shocking betrayal leads to the fall of a trusted angel, the fragile balance between angels and demons begins to shatter. Across the darkness, Lucien Draegor—the ruthless and enigmatic King of the Underworld—makes a decision no one expected: he spares a fallen angel. A single act of mercy becomes the beginning of something far greater. As secrets unravel and hidden alliances come to light, Seraphina is drawn closer to the very darkness she was raised to fear. And at the center of it all stands Lucien—a man as dangerous as he is irresistible. Bound by fate, power, and a past yet to be revealed, Seraphina must navigate a world where trust is fragile and betrayal is inevitable. Because in a war between Heaven and Hell… the most dangerous thing of all— is falling for the devil.

Being fated to three Alphas should have made her the most blessed she-wolf in the packs. Instead, it made her their game. One toyed with her life. One pretended to love her. One tried to control her power. But when betrayal shatters her heart, she leaves them all behind. Except... one Alpha refuses to let her escape. Because to him, she was never a pawn. She was always his mate. The mate he had waited...hundreds of years for. Valerie Jude was once the beloved daughter of the pack’s greatest warrior, until her father was executed for a crime he swore he never committed. Branded as a traitor’s daughter, she was stripped of her status and forced into slavery within the very pack her father once protected. For eight years, Valerie lived in silence, enduring humiliation, beatings, and hunger in the shadows of the pack house. Stripped of dignity, forced to survive as a slave, she learned one rule: .....endure, or die. Even her wolf became a secret she could never reveal. Because the truth behind her father’s death was more dangerous than she ever imagined. Days before the future alpha’s ascension, Valerie stumbles upon a conversation she was never meant to hear. A sick bet. A calculated betrayal. And a truth that shatters her remaining hope. The man she trusted is not her savior, but one of her tormentors. The alpha who ruined her life… is her fated mate. To him, the sacred mate bond is not a blessing, it is a punishment. A humiliation he plans to repay with cruelty, rejection, and destruction. To the others, Valerie is nothing more than a prize to be used and discarded. But fate was never done with her. As three alphas close in on her, each with their own twisted intentions or dark desires, Valerie stands at the edge of something far more dangerous than suffering. The awakening of the wolf she was forced to silence. When the truth behind her father’s execution begins to surface, and her wolf stirs once more, the three alphas will learn too late: The girl they broke was never weak. And the mate they planned to destroy… Was never meant to kneel!!!!!

WARNING: DARK ROMANCE "Who knew that something so beautiful could come out of filth like Edmund?" He says, as he runs the backs of his fingers up and down my bare skin. Goosebumps spring up immediately. "Who would have imagined," he says slowly, savoring every word, "that something so exquisite could be born from a man as vile as your father." His eyes trace me with deliberate leisure, stripping, measuring. I felt skinned under his gaze. "A rapist," he continues lightly, as if reciting lines from a book. "A butcher of children. A coward who kills pregnant women and plunges his weapon into a friend's back." He stepped closer. Too close. "And yet," he murmurs, voice dropping, "he left this behind." His smile sharpened. I can't move. I can't breathe. "You should be grateful," he goes on, almost kindly. "If you had been born uglier, I would have killed you like the rest." A pause, then his hands on my cheek, gentle. "But beauty like yours," he adds, eyes darkening, "is worth breaking slowly." * What is worse than being rejected once? Being rejected two more times. Xira Valeen is a defective wolf who never thought she would get a mate. So when she is mated by one who only wants her for her birthright while his brother only wants her because she rises an uncontrollable hunger in him, she is doubtful. Then they reject her, she accepts quietly. Their enemy steps up and claims her as a mate just to use her against her former mates then he also rejects her. Three times she is rejected. Shunned and alone, Xira disappears and when she returns all three Alphas kneel before her, begging for forgiveness and swearing that they want and love only her. Hardened by their betrayal, she ignores them and joins the Mating Hunt, intent on finding the mate who can save her... However, the Moon goddess sure has a cruel sense of humor, or can this time be different?

Elara Moonwyn once believed love could soften even the most feared alpha alive. She was wrong. When Alpha Darius Blackmoor accused her of betrayal, Elara had no chance to defend herself. The Blackmoor pack chose power over truth, and the man she loved turned cold and cruel. With her heart shattered and her trust destroyed, Elara fled the pack in silence—carrying a secret that could have changed everything. She was carrying Darius’s child. Years pass. Elara builds a quiet life far from pack politics, raising her daughter, Mira, in secrecy. But Mira is not an ordinary child. Her wolf power begins to awaken—wild, rare, and impossible to hide. When her abilities draw the attention of the Blackmoor pack, Elara’s past comes crashing back. Darius Blackmoor is no longer the same alpha he once was. Hardened by regret and haunted by mistakes he cannot undo, he is forced to face a truth that shatters his world: he has a daughter. An heir he never knew. A child born from the mate he wronged. As enemies close in and pack leaders demand control over Mira, Elara must decide whether she can trust the alpha who broke her. And Darius must prove—through actions, not words—that he is no longer the ruthless ruler of before, but a father and mate willing to kneel, fight, and bleed for his family. Because redemption is not claimed by strength alone. It is earned through love, sacrifice… and forgiveness.

Lydia Martin, a Null scentless and powerless defect in a world of dominant werewolves. Sold by her pack to settle a debt, she becomes the property of Damien Blackwood, a billionaire Alpha shrouded in terrifying rumors. He hasn’t shifted in a decade, and his winter cold eyes hold a secret more dangerous than his reputation. Damien didn’t buy her for submission. He bought her for her silence. As his personal lab assistant, Lydia handles the cursed serum that keeps his monstrous transformation at bay. But when her latent Omega power, a force that can calm or command any wolf awakens, their transactional hellscape ignites. Now, the man who owns her needs her to survive, and the pack that discarded her wants her dead. In a war between ancient curses and stolen power, Lydia must choose to either break the Alpha who bought her or save the man who might be her fated mate.

After the death of her mother, Brooke’s world begins to fall apart. Grief follows her everywhere—at home, at school, even in the silence of her own thoughts. But losing her mother is only the beginning. Betrayal cuts deeper than she ever imagined. The people she trusted the most begin to show their true faces, and the line between love and pain slowly disappears. As the walls around her close in, Brooke is forced to confront a truth she never wanted to face. Because some secrets don’t stay buried. And some silence… speaks louder than words.

Andrea Paisley has carried scars long before anyone could see them. From the age of six, school was never a safe place. Classmates mocked her, calling her ugly, a monkey, and worse. A strict teacher seemed to hate her for reasons she never understood, turning every school day into something she had to survive rather than live. Years of bullying slowly carved deep wounds into Andrea’s heart, leaving her angry, guarded, and struggling with her mental health. But through the chaos of elementary school, there was one person she could never fully hate. Matthew Neyman. They argued, spread rumors about each other, and clashed constantly—but sometimes, in rare quiet moments, they helped each other. Matthew became Andrea’s first crush, even if their relationship was built more on conflict than kindness. By the time school ended, Andrea tried to bury those feelings and forget him completely… even though part of her never really could. High school is supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, Andrea finds herself facing new battles. Samuel Daňko, her sharp-tongued classmate, seems to hate everything about her—calling her aggressive, cringe, and impossible to deal with. Yet the more they clash, the more complicated their relationship becomes. Then there’s Tom Čonka, the quiet boy she secretly finds attractive. He barely speaks to her, always distant, always out of reach. And the worst part? Matthew, Samuel, and Tom all already have girlfriends. Matthew is dating Vanessa Příhodová, a girl who seems to have everything Andrea never did—beauty, confidence, and love. Andrea begins to believe she’s cursed. Every time she meets someone new at a party in the city and lets herself hope for a moment, the next day reality crushes her again. Love always seems to belong to someone else. But as old memories resurface and new conflicts ignite, Andrea must face the truth about her past, her scars, and the fragile hope that maybe—just maybe—someone out there could still see her heart beneath the pain. Because sometimes the deepest scars are the ones that lead you to the person who understands them.