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My mother once told me that someday I would find the one person I was destined to spend forever with. I found him and he rejected me because he thought I was too weak. Forced to leave the only home I knew, I did so with my head hung low. As it turned out, the Moon Goddess had other plans for me in the form of three mates. I had to fight for what I wanted and show rveryone that despite being an Omega, I was stronger than they thought. But I wasn't sure if I would make it. I just knew that I had to fight, for myself, and for others they considered to be weak. *** Age gap, slow burn, shifter reverse harem novel with mature content ***

“Andreeeee!” Her voice came out pleading this time. She wanted relief but she was almost certain she wasn’t going to get it anytime soon. She wanted all he could give and more. She wanted more than what he could give.

I was the firm’s star. The one they called for the impossible cases. My latest miracle? The “Titan Project” patent case. I made the firm a billion dollars. My cut was supposed to be a two-million-dollar bonus. But today, a fresh-faced intern waltzed off with it. I thought payroll had made a mistake and stormed straight into the senior partner's office. “Preston. My two-million-dollar bonus. Tell me there’s been a mistake.” Preston didn’t even bother to look up. “Victoria, I’ve looked into it. We won this case because of Chloe’s client management.” “She was schmoozing clients. Late-night golf games. Weekend yacht parties. While you were what, exactly?” “You never showed your face outside the courtroom. Teamwork is everything.” I almost laughed. It was absurd. “She’s a rookie who can’t even recite the rules of discovery.” “Enough!” Preston cut me off. “The firm doesn’t make mistakes. I see what everyone contributes.” “If you're not happy, you can prove your worth somewhere else.” He tossed a severance agreement on the desk. My heart went cold. I signed it on the spot. Before I left, I got the last word. “Preston, next time the firm has a real fight on its hands, you’d better call your social butterfly, Chloe. Don’t bother me.” He blew a perfect smoke ring, smirking right through it. Unfazed. Soon later, my phone blew up. It was him. Begging me to come back and save his ass.

I always had a weakness for handsome men, so I camped out online to grab one of the very first AI incubi. The brand's whole pitch was seduction tuned a hundred percent to its owner's taste. But every time I got within ten minutes of Lucien Crane, he'd force-start a system cleaning cycle, go dark, and idle out. "Master, please don't overuse me. Bacteria buildup can cause a malfunction." Left unsatisfied every single time, I finally went to customer service, and the rep looked as baffled as I felt. "An incubus unit would never break off contact with its owner. We'd recommend restarting him at home." But on the drive back, I happened to scroll past a livestream from my live-in housekeeper. The title sat right there in bold: How a Seasoned Queen Subdues In Her AI Incubus. The lighting was low. The man's earlobes were flushed, and he knelt on one knee, every inch of bared skin crossed with messy whip marks. My housekeeper wiggled her red-painted toes, all smiles. "This one's got real stamina. Five hours straight and he never once tapped out." As the comments poured in, envious, a chill ran through me. So the so-called "cleaning system" was just his excuse to slack off and idle. Behind my back, he was happily playing somebody else's obedient little sub. If he wouldn't serve me the way he was built to, then he could wait to get shipped back to the factory and scrapped for parts.

Vincent James Cox has gone completely nuts due to his firing job from Horus Tech Corporation. His intention was to kill his boss at his home. Too bad Vincent got framed. When he arrived, his boss had been shot dead. Vincent was trapped in the house while the police barged in. He ran into his boss's baby's room. Baby Kyron was crying which worsened the situation. In order to keep Kyron from crying, Vincent took the baby along. However, the cops caught Vincent that night as he tried to flee. Instead of taking Vincent into custody, the cop bit him, turning him into a vampire. Overnight, Vincent transformed from a senior IT worker with a retro style to a hulking, attractive, powerful man capable of harming everything. Unfortunately, he also has a craving for human blood. Through his way to protect Kyron, Vincent became a strongest hybrid werewolf. What, then, will happen when Kyron has to linger with Vincent if he still thirsts for human blood?

"They were entwined with each other, luxuriating in the throes of passion, the man's robust body..." I was hiding in my office, secretly penning the next development in my story, when a voice from behind me began to read my words aloud, one by one. It was the new intern, a young man. I trembled, pleading with him, "Please, don't tell anyone." He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his hands bracing the edge of the desk, trapping me between his arms. "So, this is what you like?" His throat bobbed, and a smile played on his lips, "Then, why don't we... try it out, just the two of us...