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Ryder Radstille, a young warrior from Khenealm is known for two things: his title as "The Roar" for his strength and the other for his ten-year long contract with his sigil partner named Raeya. But ever since their last war with the Shadows, he had been distancing his self from her as he was in the stage of healing from their losses. The Shadows took advantage of Ryder's dilemma and they keep on attempting to revive the wars. Ryder is faced with two things: to save the world; and to protect the one whom the whole world really means to him.

For ten years, I stand by Robert Lopez's side, watching him rise from the trenches of obscurity to the blinding heights of superstardom. But on the night he clinches the Best Actor award, he drops to one knee and proposes to a starlet he's known for less than ten days. Those eyes that are so full of love and devotion, no matter who they're looking at, turn cold and threatening for the first time. "Danielle, I've slept with her, so I need to take responsibility. You're willing to stay by my side without a title or a promise, but she can't. She needs a sense of security." A bitter laugh escapes me. That's when I finally understand that love has nothing to do with time. But hear this, Robert. Just because I've waited for you for ten years doesn't mean I deserve to be treated like trash or that you're the only man for me.

Wolfless?” “No. She’s what monsters fear.” Athena Reed lost everything after her eighteenth birthday; her family, her wolf, her world. But what rose from that ruin was far from broken. They called her cursed. She rose as a queen. Returning in disguise to her fated pack, Athena faces betrayal from the mate who once claimed her. She's rejected, punished, and humiliated by the one she came back for. She hides her wolf to protect the pack, but they mock her as pathetic. Then secrets begin to crack. A forgotten bond. A hidden mate. A curse whispered through bloodlines. As the truth unravels and a darker enemy rises, Athena must protect her unborn child, reclaim what was stolen, and end the war that threatened to claim all she loves. She’s not the girl they broke. She’s the curse breaker.

“You’re a monster and I hate you!” The lycan king smiled coldly. “Rest assured, princess, the feeling is mutual.” **** Esme was a wolfless shewolf, a shaming flaw in the eyes of her pack. Because of this flaw her fiancé ditched her and chose her younger sister. But that wasn’t all. As if Esme’s life wasn’t dramatic enough, fate had to make him, the Lycan King, the most powerful being in the entire realm and the man responsible for killing her father, her mate. Ares Lucianus Villincticus. He took her captive and claimed her as his war prize. He claimed to hate her with his lips yet his hands drew her close. His words were said to hurt, yet he made love to her with his eyes. But with enemies surrounding them and the lies and secrets and betrayals, they will have to make a choice; if they should continue to despise one another to death or trust each other enough to fall….

What can a mother do for the sake of her daughter? " Take it off, your suit!", Asher summoned Max when he accidentally splash water on her uniform. "What?---I---ahhh--", she stuttered. Max has no escape. How can she do it if she's not a guy? Read to find out more.

“See, malyshka, you walk in here wearing that little skirt and dare to talk about modesty?” I glanced down at my blazer skirt, heat crawling up my neck as his gaze dragged over my legs. “If I weren’t your patient…” He turned slightly, gesturing to the examination bed, his voice dropped dangerously low, “I'd put you right there and demonstrate… “Mr. Ferrari!” I snapped, leaping to my feet, my heartbeat pounding in my ear now. I had never met a man as vulgar, audacious, and devastatingly magnetic as Gideon Ferrari, especially not one wearing a hospital gown. My first therapy session with the sex-addict patient who should have been a simple case… became the moment my ordinary world spinned off its axis. I wasn’t supposed to think of him. I wasn’t supposed to dream of him. And I definitely wasn’t supposed to wake up breathless, aching, and ashamed of how desperately I wanted him. I prayed I’d never see him again. But part of me wondered, hoped, if he’d ever cross my path once more. When he did, everything changed. It became clear that there was more to this infuriating gorgeous Russian than meets the eye. He seemed too willingly to carry my weight and I had deep wounds from the past that needed healing but the problem was, he's already taken. Will we get away with satisfying our deepest dark desires in secret or will he eventually step up and claim me as his forever?