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Aria was the Luna of the Winter Mist pack, renowned for her achievements in war strategy. Her contribution was crucial in her pack becoming the most powerful in the entire country. Everything in her life should be perfect. ...Except it wasn't. In actuality, Aria's life was anything but successful. She was helpless to the whims of her abusive Alpha mate and his mistress. A mate who never loved her. As she watches their relationship grow, her options are to run away or die trying to keep her Luna position. But this is not the story of how Aria sways his closed-off heart until he finally loves her. No, this is the story of how Aria died. So when she is faced with the opportunity to go back in time and try again... will she take it? ...Or is she fated to relive her mistakes all over again? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "...And if I refuse?" I asked hesitantly. "Then you will remain in the Abyss, forever reliving your earthly memories." My mind recalled the images that had just tormented me, showing me my death over and over again. I knew now she must have shown me that strategically so I had a taste of what my refusal would look like. "Then I don't want to be Luna again... and I don't want to be Aleric's mate," I said, surprising even myself that I was bargaining with a Goddess. But I couldn't shake the feeling something seemed off. "That is the fate I have chosen for you." "Then I don't accept," I argued. "I think there is something you're not telling me. A reason why you need me to go back so badly." She was silent, her silver eyes regarding me warily. "...So I am correct," I said, taking her silence as confirmation.

"You can do anything in this Lagos. But never find yourself in the hands of a Yoruba demon. They will destroy you."-------------------------Meet the Yoruba Demons. Kolawole, Olatunde and Olufemi. The known Casanovas of Lagos state.They have it all, money, flashy cars, mansions all over the country. Every girl would want their panties ripped by one or all of them just to get the dough and they use the opportunity well.After each experiencing their own version of excruciating heartbreak, they made a deal to never enter a serious relationship ever again. They adopted a Use and Dump Policy which had worked for them for years until one of them decided to break the pact and fall in love.They couldn't allow it could they?Find out how shit goes sideways in this epic story of love, romance and betrayal.

Umuora Kingdom unleashed terror in society when they created a deity without the wizard's enchanted sword. The deity left Umuora and settled in Ohanta community, where he appeared in human form to defy innocent virgins. No one could escape from him, and no one challenged his authority. Ije, a young virgin, and a contemporary heroine stood out against the crowd and fulfilled a personal destiny. She traced the origin of the deity and corrected the mistake that was made on the day it was created. She fell in love along the line, which almost ended her mission, but gods had it all planned for her.

In a bid to be with his true love Octavius, prince of Camelorn, finds himself seeking favors from the gods. But when the attention of one goddess becomes an obsession things change for the worst. Ashterah, goddess of war of the would do anything to be with Octavius, even if it meant stealing his humanity and destroying his marriage. Cleopoda, born of the gods but hidden among men is considered a curse when she looks like neither Octavius nor is wife Emilia. This destroys Octavius' marriage and trust in the very woman he had once loved. The truth behind Cleopoda's birth is unknown but according to Camelorn, she is Octavius' punishment. Cleopoda now rejected by the both the gods and man must try to survive in the unending hatred she is surrounded with. She must survive to know her true origin and take revenge on those who have made her life miserable.

There was a river that ran through our village. According to the legend, a river god dwelled in its depths, and every month on the 15th, the village had to send a young woman to enter the water and serve him. At first, everything seemed normal. After their service to the river god, the women would return to shore, go home, and eventually marry and start families. But this year, the peace was shattered. Every woman who spent the night with the river god turned up dead, their naked bodies floating to the surface. I secretly watched as they retrieved the corpses twice. The evidence of the violation was horrific. This month, I was selected. I had been chosen to marry the river god.

Amara Nwosu believed graduation would mark the beginning of her freedom — a quiet transition from struggle into possibility. Instead, it became the night her life collapsed in front of Lagos’ most powerful elite. At an exclusive graduation gala in Ikoyi, a leaked video exposes a hidden network of betrayal involving the people she trusted most — her boyfriend, her best friend, and those she once believed were shaping her future. Within hours, Amara is not just humiliated… she is publicly dismantled. But humiliation is never random in Lagos. Behind the scandal lies a deeper system of power — one that connects university politics to corporate empires and political families who operate beyond consequences. And at the center of it all is Damian Afolayan — a billionaire who does not intervene, does not explain… but watches. Carefully. Quietly. As if her destruction was never accidental. Thrown into a world of wealth, silence, and dangerous secrets, Amara is forced to survive in spaces designed to erase her. But survival slowly turns into awareness… and awareness into something far more dangerous than revenge. Because in Lagos, power does not fear love. It fears exposure. And Amara is no longer willing to stay invisible.