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Lily was the little sister of my fiancé’s best friend. She was a mistress to a mafia Don—a sugar daddy—until his wife found out, and the clip of Lily getting beaten up ended up on the local news. Yet, somehow, everyone thought the woman getting dragged on TV was me. People at work who never liked me jumped at the chance to pile on. One of them even pointed right at my face and called me shameless. I tried to explain, “My fiancé is Sam Johnson, the CEO of Johnson Group. He’s handsome and ranked third on the Forbes list. Why would I become a mistress to a sugar daddy?” However, no one believed me. If anything, they looked at me like I was even more pathetic. One coworker sneered and pointed to the TV. “You’re not just morally bankrupt; you’re a liar. The CEO’s fiancée? That’s not you.” The TV was playing a breaking news segment titled: First Appearance of Johnson Group CEO’s Fiancée. And there Sam was, arm in arm with Lily, officially announcing their relationship.

During the award ceremony at our annual dinner, my boss, Hank Reid, suddenly announced an impromptu addition to the agenda. “Annual department competition! The department that ranked last has to come up and receive a little award of motivation!” The screen lit up. They scrolled through all the departments’ results. The sales department got first place, the operations department got second place, and the marketing department got third place. However, there was nothing from the administration department. That was because the administration department did not have KPIs. Hank smiled at us. “Let’s welcome our colleagues from the administration department to come up and receive their awards!” Two of my colleagues carried a whole basket of brooms onto the stage. Everyone was laughing. “You should sweep away your bad luck from last year. Let’s hope you won’t get last place again next year!” Hank personally passed the brooms to all of us. Cameras flashed as people took photos of us with their phones. The sales department was laughing the loudest. “Finally, the administration department has some recognition!”

Rain Miller was always treated as an outcast in the Shadow pack. She was adopted by one of the most honored Wolf Guardians, Emma Miller. The Shadow Pack was considered a strong breed of werewolves, the most feared and ferocious pack in the southeast. The Shadow pack was known to be the only pack in history to ever have an Ultima wolf, the most powerful and ruthless wolf to ever exist. Rain never knew her true ranking as a she-wolf among the 3 existing classes: The Subordinates, The Guardians, and the Elites. Raised by a Guardian, she was ranked as a warrior, trained to fight and defend her pack at all costs. When a rogue attack threatens her pack’s survival, Rain will face the biggest challenge of all. She is the last of her family that has access to her pack’s secrets. She has two choices. Protect her pack or follow her birthright. She took a vow to fight for a pack that disowns her, but Rain will only endure what she can handle. She will have to decide if she is willing to betray her people and the man she loves, or she will risk the extinction of the Shadow Pack.

Alexander Sanchez is a Neurosurgeon that works at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, London. He is ranked among the best Neurosurgeon in the country. He is handsome, skilled ambitious and aims at being the World best Neurosurgeon. He has a mysterious past he is yet to understand and unknown to the world, Alex has a medical condition, essential tremor, a nervous system disorder that causes rythmic shaking of the hand, head, voice, arms or legs. Ryan Wilson is also a Neurosurgeon whose skills is also rated among the best in the country He works at the best Private Hospital in London owned by his family, he is as greedy as anyone can be. He comes from a family who has a long line of amazing doctors and his father expects him to make him proud by being the world best Neurosurgeon. Jasmine Wright is a simple but brilliant girl, she graduated as the best student from National University, London as a Surgical Technologist. She got hired as an assistant surgeon at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery. What happens when Jasmine gets entangled in Alex and Ryan power tussle to become the world best Neurosurgeon? Please read on...

The hierarchy has always rubbed me the wrong way. After years of putting up with the bullshit our Alpha imposed on lower ranked werewolves like myself, I decided to flee from my pack. But as luck would have it, exactly a month later, my brother showed up at my doorstep, a very unhappy brother who dragged my ass back to the place I had tried to so desperately escape. Now that I’m back, there’s talk of a powerful pack visiting—one led by none other than the infamous Alpha Nicholas Klain. They say he’s the strongest Alpha in the UK, and something about the way he looks at me tells me he’s trouble. I soon find out how much trouble he is when he decides to humiliate me. Big mistake. Nicholas Klain better watch out because he just messed with the wrong werewolf. Michelle Meyers might be an Omega but that doesn't mean she doesn't bite back. In case you were wondering, the name's Michelle Meyers, and this is the story of how I fell in love with a very arrogant werewolf.

At the award-giving ceremony of the end-of-the-year gala, my boss, George White, suddenly announces that he will be adding a bonus round on a whim. "This is the annual department evaluation! The department that comes last shall come onto the stage and receive a tiny encouragement from me!" The huge screen lights up at that moment. The sales achievements accumulated by all departments are being shown in a ranking system. The sales department is ranked first. The operations department comes second, and the marketing department gets third place. As for the administrative department, the sales achievements shown on the screen are none. After all, that department has no KPI to achieve at all. George beams at us from the administrative department. "Everyone from the administrative department, come on up and receive your prize!" Two people can be seen carrying a basket of brooms up the stage. Everyone bursts into laughter instantly. "Come now, sweep away your bad luck with the brooms! Try not to come up as the bottom-ranked department again next year!" George personally thrusts the brooms into our hands. Camera flashes go off beneath the stage—people are clearly taking photos of us. The people from the sales department are the ones laughing the hardest. "Finally, the peeps from the administrative department are getting the recognition they deserve!"

To prepare for a baby, my wife, Daphne Sinclair, suggested we start working out together and keep each other accountable by tracking our daily step counts. While I was away on a two-week business trip, she ranked first on our Fitbit leaderboard every single night. Then one day, my neighbor suddenly sent me a video. The location tag showed it was filmed right in the parking lot beneath my apartment. "Bro, impressive. Your wife's even hired a personal trainer for her workouts now? That Maybach suspension really hits different." In the video, a pink sports bra I had never seen before hung from the driver’s side window. The car rocked rhythmically, accompanied by Daphne's restrained yet excited breathing. I dialed her number. "Where are you?" Her voice turned soft and coy. "On the treadmill, sprinting. Honey, I'm working so hard for our baby." "Really?" I chuckled. "You've worked so hard the entire neighborhood knows about it." Holding the phone, I said slowly, word by word, "Open the door. I'm bringing you a towel."

The mock exam just finished. A beggar outside the school gate pointed right at me and said, "Zero points." I laughed. "The score for the top scorer in the college entrance exam always shows up as zero. Thanks for the blessing, I guess." The beggar gave me a meaningful look. "The top scorer in the college entrance exam will be your best friend. You'll actually get zero points." I just laughed. There was no way the school's top student would get zero points. As I was about to walk off, he pointed at my bracelet. "Score-Switching Bracelet. When she hands in a blank paper, you'll get zero points." I was taken aback. My bestie did give me this matching bracelet recently. I thought it would be a pain to wear because it would be uncomfortable when I write, but she insisted I put it on. I tried taking it off a few times but couldn't. Recently, my grades had indeed slipped, while my bestie's scores had consistently ranked first three times in a row... "What should I do then?" "Transfer it to a close family member. They can bear the misfortune for you." The beggar pointed at the boy coming to pick me up. "Like him." I turned around. Standing not far away, waiting for me, was my childhood friend.

I could kill every wolf in my pack with what I grow in my greenhouse. That’s the only reason they let me live. No wolf. No rank. Just a healer’s hands that can save a life or stop one. Then the Alpha dies. And his son comes to claim the pack. Tarn. Scarred. Cold. Brutal. The blood heir of the man who murdered my mother. He walks past every ranked she-wolf in the territory. He points at me. “That one.” I can’t refuse a blood claim. But I can use it. He needs a healer because something is killing him from the inside. I need answers because his father destroyed my family and I’ve spent five years starving for the truth. Every time I heal him, the bond between us deepens. Every time it deepens, I hate him a little less. That’s the most dangerous part. His enforcer watches me like he’s waiting for something I haven’t figured out yet. The son of my mother’s killer. The man whose touch makes my greenhouse bloom in winter. The Alpha I was never supposed to want. I told myself I’d let him die. I told myself a lot of things.

Angelicca is a female warrior whose duty is to eliminate werewolves that roam the region. In one particularly violent and blood-soaked battle against the infamous Wulfnox Pack, she killed a beta-ranked werewolf, one of the pack’s elite fighters. It was during that battle that she was captured and brought into the enemy territory. She was originally sentenced to death for killing one of their ranked members. However, everything changed when the Alpha Lord discovered that Angelicca belonged to the Severia Clan. A legendary bloodline descended from powerful warriors whose strength and speed are said to rival those of even the highest-ranking werewolves. This revelation piqued the Alpha Lord’s interest. He chose to change her punishment. Instead of execution, Lord Drakkon declared that Angelicca was to mate with his son, Alpha Zarkus, with the goal of producing a strong hybrid offspring. Once the child was born, she would be banished from the pack. Eventually, Angelicca gave birth to twin boys. She believed that by fulfilling the decree, bearing the children, and submitting to her fate, she had repaid her crime. But she was wrong. Alpha Zarkus was not finished with her yet. What awaited her next were punishments far crueler than anything she had endured. ~~~~~ Get ready for an intense werewolf breathtaking romance that will set your heart on fire! ​