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🔥Her mate abandoned her for her sister. His dangerous brother decided to keep her.🔥 Olivia Reed's one-sided love for Eric ended in public humiliation when he ditched her at the airport during the camp trip for another woman-her own sister. Alone and exposed, she wished the earth would swallow her whole. Then a voice, dark and luring, cut through the air: "She's with me." It was Killian Roosevelt. Eric's estranged brother. Where Eric is false sunshine, Killian is all brooding danger, tattoos, and deadly allure. He wasn't part of her plan. Neither was sharing a room together. Now, forced into close proximity with the one man her husband hates most, Olivia is about to discover that sometimes salvation comes from the most forbidden place... And it looks damn good in leather. ~~~~~~ This is a dark, steamy standalone werewolf romance with themes of revenge, secrets, possession, and healing. Reader discretion is advised due to mature content and triggering themes, including violence and abuse, etc. 🔞

WARNING ⚠️: CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES AND SUITABLE FOR 18+ I knew I was going to die in that alley. There was blood everywhere, rogues closing in, and then he showed up my sworn enemy, Dante Veyron. We’ve hated each other since college. Every fight ended in blood or broken bones. But that night, he saved me. And after being trapped together in an abandoned warehouse for two nights, everything changed. Now our packs are forcing us to lead side by side against a rising rogue threat. To the world, we are allies. In truth, I can’t decide if I want to tear Dante’s throat out… or taste his lips again. But in a city where betrayal hides in every shadow, loving your enemy could destroy us both.

Mason Reid has everything hockey captain, scholarship, a dad who’s also the coach. The only thing he can’t have is Ezra Cole. When a cafeteria fight gets them benched, the principal forces them to train together in secret. What starts as hate turns into desperate stolen nights, lingering touches, and a kiss that cracks Mason’s whole world open. As senior year drags them through competitions, rumors, and a chaotic training camp, Mason and Ezra aren’t the only ones circling each other. A new transfer student wants them both. A popular girl falls hard for Ezra. And one jealous classmate catches something he was never meant to see… and starts blackmailing all four of them with a video that could destroy everything. Family rejection, panic attacks, public humiliation, and the fear of losing scholarships force Mason and Ezra to decide: keep hiding and lose each other forever… or burn it all down and skate out together.

He shouldn’t have imagined her lying naked on his bed. She shouldn’t have imagined his devilishly handsome face between her legs. But it was too late. Kiara began noticing Ethan's washboard abs when he hopped out of the pool, dripping wet after swim practice. Ethan began gazing at Kiara’s golden skin in a bikini as a grown woman instead of the girl next door he grew up with. That kiss should have never happened. It was just one moment in a lifetime of moments, but they both felt its power. They knew the thrumming in their veins and desperation in their bodies might give them all they ever wanted or ruin everything if they followed it. Kiara and Ethan knew they should have never kissed. But it's too late to take that choice back, so they have a new one to make. Fall for each other and risk their friendship or try to forget one little kiss that might change everything. PREVIEW: “If you don’t want to kiss me then... let’s swim.” “Yeah, sure.” “Naked.” “What?” “I always wanted to try skinny dipping. And I really want to get out of these clothes.” “What if someone catches you... me, both?” “We will be in the pool, Ethan. And no one can see us from the living room.” I smirked when I said, “Unless you want to watch me while I swim, you can stay here.” His eyes darkened, and he looked away, probably thinking the same when I noticed red blush creeping up his neck and making his ears and cheeks flush. Cute. “Come on, Ethan. Don’t be a chicken...” “Fine.” His voice was rough when he said, “Remove that sweater first.”

Prince Vincent, the Alpha King's son did something out of ordinary. Something that no wolves from the Royal pack has done. He gave his human mate the freedom to leave his pack since she don't wish to become like them. It's despite the fact that she couldn't feel their bond yet that is why she chose to go away. However, this will cause him pain and desperation putting in to the hurdles in demonstrating himself as the Next Alpha King. What Ashley wants is to stay human, she wanted to live an ordinary life. But she is chosen to be fated to the next Alpha King, how could she accept him when he had let her down a long time ago when her father died because of the wolves. The Prince of the Royal pack maybe the most gorgeous man alive however she still prefers her freedom over him, and that didn't set well with Prince Vincent. A complicated life is far from what she wanted, but what happens when her life will face danger because she is the only weakness known by the enemies of the Prince. She will have no other way but to seek refuge in the Langston Palace for Prince Vincent is the only being that could protect her against the vile creatures of the other realm. But can she protect her heart from the growing attraction towards him when everywhere she turns he is always there to help her, to entice her and torture her senses because despite everything she is still fated to become a mate to the Prince of wolves.

Falling in love for the first time should be the most amazing feeling in the world. For me, it was the exact opposite. See, the guy I fell in love with turned out to be a cheat. The best part, the real doozy? He cheated on me with my very own twin sister. The entire debacle left me with enough wounds, and knives in my back to last me a lifetime. I was convinced I’d never fall in love again. Ever. Until I ran into my past. Orlando was my first crush. My friend. But he’s not the Orlando I remember. He’s changed. Now he’s the silent, brooding type. The type I should avoid while nursing a broken heart. I know I shouldn’t risk it. I know I should keep my distance. But here’s the thing…I can’t.