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Eighteen was supposed to be fun. I was supposed to lose my virginity to the boy of my dreams….but instead, he’s dead. And it’s my fault. Now I’m being dragged to Ravenside Academy, home to the Elite—the four clans who rule this world in shadows. The werewolves, who think themselves kings of the wild. The witches, guardians of nature’s fragile balance. The vampires, as cruel as they are beautiful. And the dragon riders, who believe they’re gods among us. And let’s not even talk about the hybrid. I thought I was ordinary. Human. Powerless. But Ravenside has other plans for me….and so does he. The one boy I should never want. The one whose fire burns hotter than anyone else’s. The one who might just be my ruin or my salvation.

Behind Shayle Clark's beautiful face is a dark past that she strives to hide. That part of her, which is called Scarlet. Every man's desire in Barays College, unfortunately for them, she is the Girl Who Will Never Fall In Love. Enter Sin Thompson, young CEO of Frostfire Solutions. But his real identity? A demon living among the humans, reborn with the memories of him and Scarlet who was his wife in his former life. Pretending to be a broke graduate to gain access to Scarlet's apartment, will he be the one to make her change her mind? But when a man from Scarlet's dark past surfaces, one that is much stronger than him, will Sin succeed in getting back the love he lost in his past life? Note: This is a reverse harem book.

Seraphine Vale is whisked away to Aetherborn Academy after a terrifying magical incident, she expects answers, not four dangerously captivating boys who seem unnervingly drawn to her. Alaric, the cold vampire noble. Kade, the brooding werewolf with eyes like storms. Damien, the charming dragon prince. And Lucien, the beautiful, unreadable incubus who invades her dreams. Each boy reacts to Seraphine as if they’ve known her far longer than she’s been alive… and each one’s powers surge unpredictably around her. As forbidden feelings spark and jealousy rises, Seraphine discovers a chilling truth: a prophecy ties her fate to theirs and to a sealed ancient power capable of either saving or destroying their world. Dark forces begin stirring beneath the Academy, hunting her magic… and her heart. To survive, Seraphine must unravel the mystery of who she really is and which boy she can trust when love itself might set the prophecy in motion. Because awakening the Aetherborn doesn’t just change her destiny. It changes everyone around her.

When teens mysteriously develop strong and heavenly new capacities, they are proclaimed a danger by the public authorities and are taken to an extraordinary school called SCHOOL OF THE GIFTED, where they will be shown how to utilize their powers and how to control it. This school is gone to by individuals from everywhere in the world as long as they have exceptional abilities too. The school turns into their new home, some do not like this change of environment at first, but when they start to connect with different teens with abilities such as theirs, it turns into the most astonishing experience on the planet for them. However at that point, who is Ice? Also, who is Fire? Let us take a ride to this extraordinary world and find out, shall we?

Scarlett is an orphan who is being cared for by Sunshine Park as a whole. She is adored by everyone and is one of the strongest female Omega werewolves. She is also brilliant, learn fast, vivacious, and pleasant. Her main goal in life is to meet her soul mate, someone with whom she can share her happiness and profound love. Scarlett met her Beta werewolf mate on a snowy evening. She felt joy flowing in through her. She cried out in pleasure that her wish had finally been granted, but when her partner rejected her, her bliss vanished like snow. She experienced dejection and grief. She sobbed vehemently and screamed like a wolf cub missing her mother. She begged the Moon goddess on a full moon night for assistance and a second chance mate. She was fortunate enough to have her request fulfilled by the goddess, who gave her an unexpected mate. The strongest park's alpha just so happened to be her second-chance mate. Scarlett was quite frightened since she didn't want to go through what she did at first. She was fortunate that Adolph accepted her and chose to marry her. She first resisted agreeing to the marriage, but eventually gave down under pressure from her park. They finally got married, and unexpectedly started to fall in love.

Crimson Bloomed: Ascend Post - Apocalyptic Horror | Action | Yuri Harem | Coming - of - Age | Rated R | Mature Content | Slow Burn The city looked like it had been devoured — chewed up by fire, time, and whatever came after — then spit back out in jagged pieces. Dead drones dangled from power lines like rusted ornaments. Neon signs flickered above fractured pavement, their broken scripts glitching into gibberish. Down the block, a half - melted smartcar burned slow, casting warped shadows across the skeletal remains of a coffee bar. Behind a crumpled tram car, someone crouched low, breath tight in her lungs. The shrieking hadn’t stopped. It came again — sharp, bone-deep, the kind of sound that latched onto your spine and refused to let go. She checked the signal jammer at her hip. Still blinking. Still active. Not for long. They were tracking her. She moved fast — boots silent over broken glass, slipping through the breach in an old laundromat’s wall. Her body moved from muscle memory now: slide through, duck left, over the washer, don’t look at the corpse slumped by the dryer. Out the back. Up the fire escape. On the rooftop, she halted. Not alone. Someone was already there — silhouetted against the bleeding sunset. Combat jacket. Short - cropped hair. Pulse rifle slung casually over one shoulder like it weighed nothing. Like this was just another rooftop, just another war. “Don’t move,” the voice snapped. She lifted her hands slowly. “I’m clean.” “Everyone says that.” “Scan me.” beat. Then the girl stepped forward, rifle still raised but gaze locked in. Dark eyes, sharp, searching — not just for weapons, but tells. Fear. Lies. She lowered the rifle half an inch. “You’re lucky you’re cute.” That wasn’t the line she expected.