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I finally terminated my tutoring contract with Donovan Carlisle, the wealthy hockey captain I had never met. I even waived a six-figure settlement just to get my freedom back. To celebrate my new life, I went to a popular campus bar, only to be cornered by a group of aggressive, drunk football players. Desperate and trapped, I spotted a dangerous-looking stranger in a dim corner. I ran over, threw my arms around his neck, and kissed him hard to use him as a shield. Instead of pushing me away, the stranger played along. His icy blue eyes mocked me as he whispered a command to keep going. In my absolute panic to make the act convincing, I fumbled with his shirt buttons. When the threat finally left, I shoved him away. Overwhelmed with shame, I slapped fifty crumpled dollars on the table for his "trouble" and ran out into the cold night like a fugitive. I hid in my dorm room, terrified and humiliated. I couldn't understand why he chose to play along just to watch my pathetic show. I thought I had just offended a random, arrogant guy. But then my best friend dropped a bomb on me. "That guy you kissed? That's Donovan Carlisle." My blood ran cold. The stranger I had just forced myself on and insulted with cheap cash was the very employer I dumped this morning. And worst of all, he had just ordered his team to turn the entire university upside down to hunt me down.

I was the dutiful wife of New York's most dazzling hockey star, but I woke up naked in a trashed hotel suite. Before I could even process the tearing pain, a TMZ headline exploded on my phone, showing a high-resolution photo of me in bed with a strange man. My husband, Jefferson, burst through the door with a pack of reporters, his eyes holding no anger, only a cold, satisfied smirk. He tossed a divorce agreement on the rumpled sheets. "I've been sick of you for months, Claire. Sign it, and we're done." I later overheard him on the phone with my stepsister, Falon. They had drugged my champagne, orchestrated the scandal, and even planned to erase my newly discovered pregnancy so they could finally get married. When I refused to sign and tried to expose them, my mother-in-law shoved me into a marble fireplace. I woke up in a hospital, heavily guarded by their men, and was coldly informed that my baby was gone. To force me out without a single penny, Jefferson's lawyer threatened to leak fabricated documents branding my late, beloved mother as the illegitimate daughter of a mobster. To protect her memory, I signed away my entire life and was thrown onto the freezing streets. They thought I was utterly destroyed, a penniless joke who would disappear forever. But they forgot I still held the ultimate claim to my father's corporate empire. I wiped my bloodstained forehead, hailed a cab, and headed straight back to the viper's nest—my stepmother's house. This time, I was coming for revenge.

I am the Dragonless Queen, married to the Dragon King for five years, trying to warm his icy heart. But on my twenty-fifth birthday, he canceled our private dinner to spend it with my half-sister, Lyra. Through the cracked door, I watched him smile at Lyra with a warmth he never gave me, praising her sacred dragonfire. "Auntie Lyra is amazing!" my four-year-old daughter squealed. "Mom never knows how to make these!" My husband didn't even look up when I finally entered, coldly telling me not to make an issue out of a quiet family evening. Looking at the three of them framed by the hearth-the formidable king, the holy maiden of flame, and the adoring royal daughter-they formed a picture of unassailable perfection. I was just a cold-blooded intruder in my own home, a decorative fixture tolerated only for political peace. Five years of silent endurance evaporated into a freezing void. Why did I bury my true self, believing devotion could fill the empty spaces? Why did I let them treat me like a shameful defect? I didn't scream or cry. I calmly drafted a formal Declaration of Severance, left it on his desk, and walked out of the palace forever. My husband assumed I was just throwing a domestic tantrum and would come crawling back once my coin ran out. He had no idea that his useless, Dragonless wife was actually the shadowy founder of Aether Forge-the premier military syndicate his entire empire desperately relied on to survive. Keep your throne, Kaelen. I am taking back my life.

Alexa life changed instantly after the reappearance of her stepbrother Drew who was now a billionaire, a very mean and ruthless one at that who got whatever he wanted. Life with him was supposed to be hell seeing as he was cold and heartless to Alexa, but it only made her fall in love with him the more. His commanding voice were like medicine to her soul and only him would heal her aching heart. What will happen when Drew finds out she was pregnant with his child? Will he continue his relationship with Alexa and keep the child safe even though it was forbidden?

Aliyah's world comes crashing down the day she is given less than 48 hours to save her business and everything she's ever worked for, and to top it all off she has found the man she had once called hers with another man. Her heartbreak and confusion drives her into the arms of billionaire Magnus Romano in a drunken night of passion. She wakes up finding something in his possession, an heirloom that could change her financial future for good. She steals it willing to do anything to save her business.But little does she know that she's opened the door of Magnus's wrath and passion. Will she be able to escape him or will she be a prisoner of his desire?.

WARNING: This book is for mature readers only. Content is dark, strongly 18+, Readers Discretion is adviced. "Four months, babe. And I'm promising you the best life..." The nerve of him to call me 'babe' on our first date. This man is damn straightforward. "Best sex, I'd make your fantasies come true." He brought his hand to be exposed thigh. "Ohh yeah?" He nodded. "You're catching up quickly. So, what do you say, babe? Let's get on with the contract." I wiped my mouth with the napkin on the table, standing up slowly. "I'm sorry to burst your bubble, Mr Whatever Your Name Is. I'm not a whore. Go find yourself one to fulfill what ever sick fantasies you have in your brain." "Wait..." "Don't touch me. I'm done with this conversation." **************** Evelyn's four months vacation turns into a four months contract no strings relationship with a wealthy billionaire, Killian. As their relationship progresses, Evelyn slowly falls in love with Killian. Killian on the other hand feels his guarded heart melting away by Evelyn's genuine affection. But, what then happens when their no strings relationship ends with their hearts still yearning for each other?

Adalyn carefully prepared a candlelit dinner, eagerly expecting a proposal for her five-year anniversary with Eden. Instead, he stumbled in drunk, completely forgetting the date. When his phone lit up, she uncovered a sickening secret: he was having an affair with his "fragile" intern, Bambi. The texts revealed pages of late-night confessions. Eden told Bambi that Adalyn was just "like family" now, while Bambi was his "soulmate" who made him feel alive. Nauseated, Adalyn snuffed out the candles, packed a bag, and left into the cold night, blocking him everywhere. But escaping Eden didn't solve her real nightmare. Her brother was dying of end-stage renal disease, and her mother was relentlessly hounding her for astronomical medical bills. When Eden finally tracked her down, he didn't apologize. He caused a massive public scene, angrily accusing her of throwing away five years over a moment of suspicion. Five years of unyielding devotion had been reduced to a pathetic joke, easily discarded for a helpless office intern. Cornered by a shattering betrayal and her family's desperate need for money, Adalyn felt like she was suffocating. Just as Eden aggressively grabbed her wrist to demand answers, a black Maybach glided to a silent stop beside them. "Let go, Eden. I'm married," she said calmly. The tinted window rolled down, revealing her cold, untouchable billionaire boss, Issac Carlisle. "Get in the car," he commanded, his icy gaze dismissing Eden entirely. Adalyn stepped into the luxury car, leaving her cheating ex in the dust, ready to sign her soul away in a one-year contract marriage to save her brother's life.

Thrown out by her family, Elena saves a wounded stranger on her final night at a hotel. She takes him home, unaware he's the ruthless mafia CEO everyone fears. After one unforgettable night, he disappears. Weeks later, Elena discovers she's pregnant. Five years later, she becomes his secretary-and comes face-to-face with the man she thought she'd never see again. But when he discovers the little girl beside her is his daughter, everything changes. He lost five years with his hidden heir. This time, he won't lose the woman he loves.

Layla Jackson was a poor scholarship girl who gave her heart, her dreams, and years of her life to Scott Miller. He repaid her by betraying her, replacing her, and throwing her out of his life. Layla disappeared without looking back. Now she's returned as a trillionaire fragrance mogul. Scott barely recognizes the woman standing before him. But then he discovers the one secret she took with her when she left. A child. Now Scott wants his ex wife back. But Layla isn't the woman he abandoned. And this time, she's the one deciding who gets left behind.

In a world ruled by werewolves, Iris had never found her rightful place. Born deaf and unable to transform, she grew up in the shadows, rejected even by her own family. As the daughter of a powerful Alpha, she should have been respected... but to her father, she was nothing more than an embarrassment he sought to keep out of sight. Her life took a drastic turn when her pack was annihilated. Captured after her father's downfall, Iris became a prisoner of war... and worse still: under the control of Cane, the enemy Alpha. Once enslaved by her father, Cane had lost everything-his family, his freedom, his past. Now, he has risen to the top, driven by a single purpose: revenge. And Iris was the last remnant of the man he hated. In his hands, she was nothing but a tool to satisfy his hatred. Humiliated, broken, imprisoned, she must survive in a world where every gaze judged her for sins she did not commit. Two shattered souls, tied together by mutual pain and an intertwined past, found themselves face-to-face in a cruel game where the thirst for vengeance threatened to unravel everything. But one question remains: Is it possible to love the daughter of your enemy without causing her ruin?

I was the only Omega in the Carter family, an unwanted daughter treated like a disposable asset. When my precious sister Georgia refused to marry the brutal tyrant, Tristan Beaumont, my father and stepmother forced me to take her place just to secure a political alliance. In my past life, I obediently agreed, foolishly hoping to finally earn their love. Instead, I suffered endless abuse. When I was no longer useful, my family sent me on a fake negotiation mission, using me as bait for a pack of feral Rogues. As the starving wolves sank their teeth into my flesh, I desperately begged my family for help through our mind-link. But the only response was silence. They deliberately severed our connection, leaving me to be ripped to shreds in the snow while they enjoyed the power my sacrifice brought them. As my bones were crushed, my soul was consumed by a chilling hatred. I had given them my absolute loyalty and sacrificed my entire life for their ambitions. Why was my life worth less than a bargaining chip? Why did they throw me away without a second thought? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning they were about to announce my forced marriage. My stepmother smiled her hypocritical smile. "As a member of the Carter family, everyone has a duty to make sacrifices." This time, I didn't cry or beg. I looked at their expectant faces and smiled. "No." I turned my back on them, packed my bags, and set out to steal the very treasure they relied on, ready to burn their legacy to the ground.

I was the eldest daughter of the Reynolds family, but in a world that worshipped dragon power, I was born completely "Dragonless." After ten years of being engaged to Prince Krishna, the King suddenly decreed that my fiancé would marry my half-sister Deena instead. As for me, my father ruthlessly discarded me. I was ordered to marry Lord Boyce Carlisle, a crippled, dying warlord with a shattered Dragon Core and failing organs. I was being sent to a desolate border fortress just to be a dying man's nursemaid, and then his widow. Deena flaunted her triumphant smile, whispering maliciously in my ear. "This is the fate a 'Dragonless' deserves. You're being sent there to be buried with him." My father didn't even look at me, treating my death sentence as a highly profitable political trade. The suffocating despair and humiliation drove me to tie a silk sash to the ceiling beam and kick the chair away. Why should I be thrown away like trash? Why did my mother and I have to die in obscurity while they celebrated their royal wedding? But as the noose tightened, a violent torrent of memories flooded my mind. I remembered my past life as a top surgeon on Earth who spent thirty years snatching lives back from the jaws of death. I didn't die. I cut myself down, wiped away my tears, and looked at my hands. I would heal this dying warlord, and use him to drag every single one of them to hell.

Five captivating men. Every time they enter the room, my pulse skyrockets, and an undeniable attraction takes hold. Tyler, Alexander, Nicholas, and the twins-Aiden and Caden. By law, they are my new stepbrothers. I know harboring these forbidden feelings is wrong, but I am utterly powerless against the draw I feel toward every single one of them. Blurb: Twenty-year-old Stephanie has no clue that the supernatural world actually exists. Her ordinary life is upended when she is forced to abandon her hometown, her ex, and her social circle to move into the sprawling estate of her mother's wealthy new spouse. Waiting for her inside are five attractive stepbrothers, turning her new living situation into a complicated web of temptation. Things take an unexpected turn when her stepfather announces that he and her mother are leaving for a 725-day extended trip. Living in a massive mansion for nearly two years with five irresistible men, Stephanie is pushed to her limits-completely unaware that these men aren't just her stepbrothers, but her destined werewolf mates. Step into a thrilling world of secrets, shifting dynamics, and supernatural romance.

As an Omega, I was just a political offering given to the Alpha King to secure an alliance. But today, my powerful, Alpha-blooded sister returned. While my husband ignored my desperate calls claiming he was busy, he was actually spending the night locked in a hotel penthouse with my sister. When I saw her, his distinct cedar and mint scent was all over her clothes. Heartbroken and disgusted, I tried to initiate the sacred Rejection ceremony to sever our Mate-bond. But he didn't feel a shred of guilt. Instead, he used his absolute Alpha Command to crush my soul, forcing me into silence. "If you dare to mention rejection one more time, I will make your entire Pack disappear from the map." He threatened me, then carelessly threw a diamond watch at my feet as an apology, treating my shattered heart like a child's tantrum. I looked at the cold man in front of me, asking if he chose her because she was an Alpha and I was just a worthless substitute. He didn't say a word, his silence a cruel admission to every accusation. I smashed the diamond watch and walked away, locking myself in the smallest guest room. My heart was completely dead. Since he wouldn't accept my rejection, I would find my own way to escape this gilded cage.

On my tenth wedding anniversary, I prepared a perfect dinner and waited for my husband to come home. Instead, he walked in reeking of alcohol, threw a harsh divorce agreement on the table, and told me he was leaving me with nothing. He said our marriage was just for business, and now that his company was going public, he didn't need me anymore. The woman he truly loved and was cheating with was my own younger sister, Megan. When I rushed to my mother for help, she coldly sipped her tea and admitted she had known for months. She ordered me to turn a blind eye and beg for his forgiveness, because our family's company relied entirely on his investments. "Are you going to drag down your own family now?" She told me to accept being a wife in name only, or I wouldn't get a single penny from the family. Ten years of my youth were treated as a cheap transaction, and my own flesh and blood threw me away like a worthless pawn just to keep their funding. I finally realized that in this family, I had never been loved. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't beg. Instead, I tore up his cruel prenuptial agreement right in front of them. Using his upcoming IPO as leverage, I forced him to hand over two luxury properties and half a million dollars in cash. Then, I dusted off my hidden certifications and dialed the number for a top-tier headhunting firm.

After being set up by her stepsister, Cathleen spent one passionate night with a stranger. By morning, she fled, determined to erase the mistake forever. Instead, she returned home to divorce papers from the husband who had ignored her throughout their three-year marriage. Without hesitation, she signed and chose to begin again. But on her very first day at her new job, she stumbled straight into her powerful boss's arms. The closer she looked, the more familiar he seemed. Could the stranger from that unforgettable night and the man now standing before her be the same person?

He killed the man she loved. Now she has to marry him. Evelyn comes from the lowest pack in the land - poor, overlooked, until her strange, beautiful eyes made her impossible to ignore. She was happy once. She had a mate. A future. Then Raulph, heir to the strongest throne in the territory, killed him in a duel he didn't have to finish. To stop a war, Evelyn is handed to her fiancé's killer as a wife instead. She hates him. He barely tolerates her. But behind the walls of his family's palace, a war for the throne is already starting - brothers turning against each other, rivals plotting in the shadows, a woman scorned by a broken engagement who wants nothing more than to watch this marriage burn. Evelyn walks in with nothing but her wit and a secret buried so deep, even she doesn't fully understand it. A secret the wolf world hasn't seen in over five hundred thousand years. They think she's weak. A nobody. The price paid for peace. They have no idea what they just married. Read now to find out if hate can survive what's coming for them both.

I drained my savings and gave up my college education to support my biker boyfriend for three years. But the moment he finally got patched into the Sterling Knights MC, he brought the club president's daughter to my bar. He slid a wad of cash across the sticky counter, telling me to take it and call it even. "Kalia, we're not here to fight. Devin just wants to do the right thing," she sneered, flashing her gaudy engagement ring. Devin watched me with cold impatience, letting his new fiancée and her ruthless bodyguard humiliate me in front of his brothers. They thought I was just a naive, submissive barmaid they could easily step on and discard. A thousand dollars to erase my life's savings, the massive debts I took from loan sharks for his legal fees, and the child I got rid of for him? Did they really think they could destroy my life and walk away completely unscathed? I didn't touch his pathetic cash. Instead, I dragged her secret lover into the bar, publicly destroyed their sham of an engagement, and forced him to pay back every single cent of the $31,060 he owed me. Because what these arrogant bikers didn't know was that I'm not some helpless nobody. I am the lost princess of the legendary Serpents of Chaos MC, and with this money, I am finally going home.

Omegas aren't allowed in the league. Lucian Virek breaks the rule. With his scent suppressed and identity hidden, he steps onto the ice disguised as a Beta, fighting for a place in a world that would destroy him if it knew the truth. He plays clean. He plays smart. He stays invisible. Until Orion Kael starts watching. Captain. Untouchable. The kind of Alpha who doesn't miss anything. Orion doesn't just notice Lucian. He studies him. Corners him. Gets close enough to know, and then closer still. When the truth comes out, he doesn't report it. He keeps it. And he keeps Lucian with it. Now they're rising together as the Twin Aces, the league's most dangerous pair on the ice and its most explosive secret off it. Every game pulls them closer. Every moment of proximity makes Lucian's control harder to hold. And the more Orion refuses to let go, the more dangerous it becomes to want him. The only man powerful enough to protect him is the one who could claim him completely. "You're mine to handle now." Not a command. Not a threat. A decision that changes everything. When the truth finally breaks and it will- Lucian will have to choose: keep running, or trust the Alpha who refused to walk away.

For five years, I bled to crown Azure Gale House as the champion, enduring brutal combat drills and toxic draughts for my mentor, Dean Alistair Sterling. But at the exact moment of my victory, a poisoned dagger was driven through my spine. When I forced my head around, I was stunned by what I saw. Alistair stood over me with cold, lifeless eyes, casually wiping my blood from his knuckles like spilled tea. Beside him stood Beverly Wynn, a talentless junior who could barely conjure a shield, looking down at me with gloating pity. Alistair slowly raised the ritual blade, revealing the horrifying truth. "Your core will live forever inside Beverly. Be grateful, child. It is the highest honor you could ever achieve." He had never been mentoring me. All those private lectures and isolating training regimens—he had been fattening me like livestock for the slaughter, just to harvest my flawless celestial core for his favorite puppet. I couldn't fight back. The venom turned my magic into a freezing sludge, locking my muscles as they prepared to flay my soul. Until my dying breath, I felt nothing but pure, unadulterated hatred. Out of sheer spite, I reversed the spin of my core, detonating my soul in a blinding flash to ensure they got nothing but ashes. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day of the Welcoming Ceremony, exactly five years ago. When Alistair confidently offered me his personal seal in front of the entire school, I smiled and walked straight toward the disgraced, sleeping Dean of the worst house in the Keep.