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She would die on his operating table while he watched. Myra gave Alpha Ethan everything, her loyalty, her heart, and finally, he betrayed her by cheating on her with the one woman he always told her not to worry about. His childhood friend Tiara. The moon goddess had revealed to her about her future. She had her fate in her hands. Either to survive or end up losing her life. She doesn’t cry and she will not beg. She chose to survive. This weak omega princess would make everyone pay in the worst way possible. This time, they will answer for everything. What she doesn't expect is him. The Lycan King, Cursed, Dangerous, a man who darkness follows is her mate, but he is

Lila Moreau has built a careful, independent life as a junior editor in a mid-sized coastal city. At twenty-six, she’s fluent in burying old longings beneath deadlines and polite smiles. But when her childhood best friend—Elias “Eli” Rivera—returns after nearly a decade away, working the late shift at the neighborhood bar where they once shared stolen sodas and secrets, everything she thought she had neatly packed away begins to unravel. Eli is no longer the gangly boy who followed her everywhere. He’s a quiet, magnetic man who carries the weight of his family’s struggles and his own hidden scars. Their rekindled friendship quickly ignites into something far more dangerous: a raw, aching at

Blurb: Artemis Vincent's life was pretty much bad before but as if the universe wanted to make things worse her father, mother and died in a car accident, leaving her alone in their house not long she is sent packing by the landlord as she could no longer fend for herself. Artemis started to hustle even just to eat. She goes to a restaurant one day, sees a gold watch, and steals it. Unknown to her the gold watch belongs to one of the most powerful men in California. When Artemis is caught, she is given a choice. Rot in jail or be the mistress to this powerful and utterly ruthless man.

Stella Kingsley was the supposed princess of the Golden Anchor Pack, who now worked as the lowest-ranking maid of the pack. After accidentally causing the death of her parents, she was said to be cursed and was stripped of her princess title by her uncle, the new Alpha. His daughter and wife turned her life into a living hell, reducing her to the lowest-ranking omega and forcing her into slavery. Stella had already lost all hope of having a good life when a contract was struck between packs, causing Stella's life to become entwined with that of an Alpha, rumoured to be the devil. Despite being feared and powerful, Stella couldn't help but be fascinated by him. He didn't fail to notice

“I should have refused.” I shook my head, my eyes sweeping towards the silver eyed devil standing before me, with no ounce of guilt or remorse in his eyes. “I should have never married you.” “That hurts my feeling.” That was a cruel joke, because we both know that he doesn’t even have feelings to begin with. “But there isn’t any man who could love you like I do; not even Thorne.” I paused when his long, cold index finger trailed my face stopping at my lips, and his eyes met mine again. They were dark… with lust. “Fuck you.” I muttered with hate and anger dripping in my voice. “I believe even right now, all you want is me.” He mused and he wasn’t wrong, because he never said I coul

Acadia Dimitri, just a few weeks after graduation navigates between two part-time jobs. Despite this, she holds her head high and works with grace and resilience. Her chestnut-tousled hair, the only inheritance from her mom that no one could take from her stood out as evidence of her efforts to put herself together. She stumbles across a job opportunity in her dream country, one of the prestigious companies in New York, D. M. Corps. Ltd. She is elated when she gets the job. Her first day at her new job becomes a memorable one when she collides with the company's CEO, Dante Maximilliano. His piercing eyes looked into her soul searching for answers she couldn't give. She felt a jolt of elec

Candice crystal Falls: Bubbly, fun loving girl with a perfect family who cares about her so much as she is their single child. She can be very fiesty and sarcastic if you get on her bad side. About her looks she is a blonde beauty with grey eye's , luscious waist length blond hair and a milky white skin tone. Her height is 5'6 with long legs and her body is just like any model. Zachary Achile DeLuca: Italian Billionaire, Arrogant and cold are the perfect words to describe him, he doesn't give a shit to any person except his best friend nicholas. He's HOT & HANDSOME, you can say like a gift to mankind with 6'1 feet height , messy dark brown hair with dark blue almost black eye's. he and

Layla was treated as a curse by her pack members, she was bullied and maltreated, even her father hated her, he accuses her for her mother's death, the pack considers her a disgrace and she's more taunted when she didn't get her wolf early, and she's taunted for having a white wolf, they call her a curse. She realizes that the alpha son Logan is her mate, yet he rejects her and maltreated her. Tired of staying in a place where she is not loved and wanted, Layla runs away. She finds out that she has a new mate in the woods, and she's excited to know he doesn't reject her. Her excitement is cut short when she realizes her mates dislike her, he doesn't want to reject her, nor does he intend

Today’s husband is yesterday’s benefactor. "Mirawadee" was betrayed by his fiancée, prompting her to flee. She still has to meet with a benefactor and follow her everywhere. Later, to survive, she had to consent to marry him. After that, she fell in love till she couldn’t stop herself. Until one day, she knew he was roughly a hundred years old. But fate has placed her right in the middle of the rank fate of this endlessly agonizing love. When the story from the past resurfaces, a mysterious spirit arrives and offers to ‘Give me your body’ to atone for the previous misdeeds she has committed!!

“I hate you. I hate you so fucking much, James.” It’s a whisper and a paradox because your body doesn’t—shouldn’t—tingle for a boy you hate. It doesn’t threaten to combust into flames; not from rage but from the clawing need to actually give in. It shouldn’t involuntarily arch back to give access to the last person that should be invading it. “But your body doesn’t, sweet Addie. It sings for me.” To enunciate his words, to show me that he is in control and my surrender is near, my walls of defense wearing thin; he traces his teeth along the curve of my neck. My response is a shudder and his, a knowing smile. He’s won. “I’d be crazy not to hum along to the sweet melody. I’d be crazy