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*Mature content* What happens when a mafia princess has to beg a man from the deadliest mafia clan to save her clan when her father dies suddenly? Zara, a naive mafia princess, is pampered until her father dies, then things go sour. Sagan, a man she had known twelve years ago when he was warm and friendly, now cold and ruthless. She thinks she stands a chance to soften his heart. Is she wrong or utterly mistaken? Zara from the Red Sun Clan- Born with a heart condition in a mafia clan where no one expects her to reach adulthood. She has been pampered since birth. She, however, survives, but it's too late to teach her the ways of the clan, and so she is still kept out of it. Sagan of the Night Blade Clan- A man so ruthless and who despises any weakness. He grew his clan from the weakest to the strongest in five years. Now standing at the apex of his power, and with a past that only a few know of.

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

Isadora Bennett has always lived the life expected of her. Perfect daughter. Perfect future. Perfect path. Getting into Harvard Law School wasn’t a dream, just another obligation on a list she never wrote. Surrounded by status, pressure, and a boyfriend who feels as empty as the future she sees ahead, Isadora is tired of following rules she never chose. Until she meets the one man who refuses to bend for anyone. Professor Henry Anderson is relentless. Cold. Brilliant. Untouchable. A respected prosecutor who built his career on discipline and absolute control and who has no patience for privileged students like her. After one impulsive night and far too many drinks, Isadora makes a reckless decision: she creates a fake account to provoke the man she can’t stand. It was supposed to be a joke. A small revenge. A harmless secret. Until the messages turn personal. Until the connection feels real. Until she realizes she’s falling for him… while pretending to be someone else. Now Isadora is trapped between two truths: the man she’s learning to love and the professor who would never forgive the lie that brought them together. Because when the truth comes out, it won’t just be a heart at risk of breaking. Careers. Reputations. Futures. Everything is on the line. And for the first time in her life, Isadora will have to choose, follow the role written for her or risk everything for something that never should have begun.

She never meant to marry him. One reckless night. One unexpected accident. And suddenly, she finds herself trapped in a contract marriage with the most cold-hearted billionaire in the city. One year. No love. No emotions. Just a business deal. But living under the same roof with a man whose icy gaze hides scars from a painful past was never part of the agreement. As secrets unfold and enemies from his past return, their fake marriage begins to feel dangerously real. He was never supposed to fall. She was never supposed to stay. But when hearts get involved, even the coldest billionaire can burn.

Leila thought she had uncovered a corruption scandal. What she uncovered was a war. When investigative journalist Leila Hayes exposes the name behind a powerful financial empire, she doesn’t expect Adrian Blackwood himself to walk into her apartment. Cold. Controlled. Dangerous. He claims there is more to the truth than she understands. But when enemies begin closing in, Leila realizes she is no longer chasing a story— She is part of it. In a world where power is currency and loyalty is rare, falling for the wrong man might be the most dangerous move of all.

I’m your average girl—well, *was*—who spends most of her days buried in CEO romance novels. Yeah, I know, *so cliche*, right? But hey, we all have our guilty pleasures. So, what about work, you ask? Well, my job made it easy to read the day away as long as I got my tasks done by the end of the day. Sounds perfect, right? Simple, right? Well, that's because I was a librarian. *Past tense.* Why? Because some arrogant, narcissistic jerk gets me fired. Why? Apparently, I didn’t notice him walking up to the counter because I was too busy getting lost in my latest book. Now, you’d think any *normal* person would just tap me on the shoulder and say, “Excuse me.” But no, this guy *decides* to get me fired. Rude? Oh, you bet. But that’s not even the worst part. Oh, no. The real problem started when I decided to get my revenge. That’s when I got tangled up with him… in more ways than one. Now, not only am I working for this narcissistic jerk, but I’m doing it undercover. Why? Because apparently, he has an issue with women working for him... especially when things get *too close* in the sheets. (Yeah, you *get* where this is going.) So, I’m pretending to be a man. Why? Because I need the job. It’s high-paying, and it’s my ticket out of my miserable, *pathetic* life. I mean, revenge is great and all, but I’ve got bills to pay. Money’s my new love, and there’s no way I’m letting some petty rivalry get in the way of it. The tricky part? Balancing my need for cash with the fear of being exposed. I’ve got two huge secrets: one, I’m the woman who shared the sheets with him. And two? I’m a woman, disguised as a man, and praying every day that my cover doesn’t blow. One wrong move, and my entire life—my job, my reputation, my *revenge*—could come crashing down. So, yeah, no pressure. But hey, what’s life without a little drama, right? Right."

She was born without a wolf. Born without protection. Born without a place in her own pack. When enemies storm her home and her brother dies shielding her with his body, Lyria loses the only person who ever called her family. Her Alpha father chooses politics over blood and sells her at a black market auction to secure peace. She steps onto the stage expecting humiliation. She does not expect to catch the scent that makes her pulse stumble. Her mate. Alpha Kael smells it too. But the look in his eyes is not desire. It is hatred. He believes she destroyed the woman he loved. He believes her existence cost him his true Luna. So he buys her, not to cherish, but to break. He marks her publicly while denying the bond between them. He vows she will suffer in his territory. Yet fate does not bend to pride. And wolves do not choose wrong. Secrets rot beneath the ashes of two ruined packs. Blood was spilled by hands neither of them suspect. And the truth, when it claws its way to the surface, will force a choice between vengeance and destiny. Because sometimes the one you are meant to love is the one you swore to destroy.

The world didn’t end with fire or thunder. It ended in silence. Elara Vane has seen the sky turn gray, the streets crumble, and magic die in the ashes of the capital. At the heart of the apocalypse stands Lucien Ashfall, the man who shattered the world and the one she can’t decide if she should fear… or forgive. When the final seal falls and timelines fracture, Elara faces a truth she cannot escape: survival isn’t about strength alone, it’s about choice. And some choices come with a price too high to bear. Thrown back to the world before the end, with everything impossibly restored and Lucien laughing under a blue, untouched sky, Elara knows what she must do. This time, she won’t hesitate. She will stop him, even if it means defying fate, forsaking love, and walking a path darker than any apocalypse she has ever known. The end may be inevitable, but who decides what comes after?

Skylar Velcourt believes that she will one day follow in the footsteps of her father, and return her homeland, Astros, to its former glory. But when Lord Cario Everus extends a proposal between the two heirs of both their Houses, she does not expect her father to accept. Now she is sentenced to a political marriage she never asked for. Skylar is soon betrothed to marry Lord Caspian of House Everus. They knew each other as children, and when they meet again after years apart, Skylar immediately despises him. He is cold, unreadable and infuriatingly indifferent. When Skylar begs him to refuse the marriage. Caspian ignores her pleas out of duty. And so they marry, bound by politics, resentment, and a shared vow to keep their distance. Thrust from the warm gardens of Astros, to the cold fortresses of Xoras, Skylar struggles to adjust to her new life and all its restrictive rules. And her marriage is no better. It is a performance by day, and a battlefield in private. Skylar loathes Caspian’s rigid honour and unkindness, while Caspian resents Skylar’s defiance and fire. They try to destroy each other with every glare and conversation, yet beneath the hostility lies something neither of them can explain or ignore. But Skylar soon uncovers a truth far more terrifying than an unwanted marriage. She discovers the real reason House Everus proposed a union. It is a plan of deception and betrayal, one that sentences Skylar to imminent death. Skylar has no solid evidence, nor any allies. No one will believe her. If she speaks, or run away, she will be dismissed as a desperate girl trying to escape her marriage. Every choice will doom her parents and Astros, with it. There is only one path left. And it is the most dangerous of them all.  Skylar must make her husband, Caspian Everus fall in love with her.  But affection is harder to fake than hatred, and the task seems impossible. Even as the lines between act and reality begin to blur, and tensions rise between them, Skylar wonders if the man she vowed to hate can truly save her and her family from destruction, or will he become the greatest threat of all?

Wolfless. Disgraced. Claimed. Ava never wanted to belong to an alpha — especially not Varder, the battle-hardened heir of Black Furs Pack who chose her as a pawn, not a partner. Betrayed by her own family, bound by pack law, and trapped in a marriage forged in contempt, she has nothing but her will to survive. It might be enough. Or it might be exactly what breaks her open. R18/ contains graphic smutty scenes.

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi spent her life mocking bad novels. As an editor, she tore apart manuscripts for their cliche plots and tragic endings... until she woke up in one of them. Now, she is the Princess destined to die. But Xiao Zhi isn't following the script. She’s using every trick she knows to outsmart the plot and stay alive. The terrifying part? The story is fighting back. Every time she tries to change her fate, the world pulls her closer to the end she’s running from. How do you escape a death that has already been written?

Sera Nightwillow thought being mated to the future Alpha was her destiny. Then Darius Blackthorn rejected her publicly—not because the bond was weak, but because she wasn't "worthy enough" for his ambitions. Her birthright as the last Omega bloodline wasn't enough. She was just a political pawn. When his brother, Matthias, claimed her next, she believed it was different. He whispered promises, showed her tenderness. Until she discovered he only wanted her to access the ancient Omega powers that could make him unkillable. Lust and greed wrapped in pretty lies. The third rejection came from their enemy, Lucian Ashenfang, who infiltrated her broken heart to turn her into a weapon against the Blackthorn pack. He trained her, armed her, made her lethal—all to destroy the brothers who'd shattered her. Three mates. Three rejections. Three men who saw her as a means to an end. So when they all come crawling back, suddenly "in love," suddenly claiming she's their true mate, Sera does the one thing that sets her free: she rejects them all right back. Stripped of her pack, her name, and her identity, Sera enters the annual Mating Hunt—a sacred week where unmated wolves compete masked and anonymous to find their true mates through scent alone. No politics. No lies. Just instinct. But fate is cruel. The overwhelming scent that calls to her soul, the fourth bond that ignites like wildfire, belongs to someone impossible: Kieran Nightbane, the rogue Alpha king who was banished for killing his own mate twenty years ago. A male so dangerous, even her three former mates fear him. He doesn't know who she is beneath the mask. She doesn't know he's been searching for her scent for two decades—because Sera is the reincarnation of the mate he lost, the Omega whose death curse bound him to find her again or die mateless. Fourth time better be the charm. Because this time, everyone wants her dead before the bond completes.

Selene spent her entire life preparing for the moment she would meet her fated mate. But under the sacred Alpha Moon ceremony, fate turns cruel. Her mate is Alpha Kaiden, the strongest Alpha in the Northern territories. And before the entire pack… He rejects her. Humiliated and exiled, Selene disappears into the forbidden forest where rogues and monsters roam. But exile awakens something ancient inside her blood. A forgotten power tied directly to the Moon Goddess herself. While Selene grows stronger, Alpha Kaiden begins to realize something terrifying: Rejecting Selene broke more than a bond. It awakened a prophecy. Now packs are hunting Selene. Some want her power. Others want her dead. And Alpha Kaiden must decide: Fight for the woman he rejected… Or watch the Moon Queen rise without him.

Mara Solis thought the worst thing that could happen was losing her fiancé. She was wrong. The worst thing was finding her dead sister in his bed. One slap. One shattered wine bottle. One impossible face staring back from under stolen sheets. In sixty seconds, Mara's entire life — her engagement, her family, her grief — collapses into something uglier than betrayal. It was a conspiracy. And it has been running for five years. Stumbling out into the night with a handprint still burning on her cheek, she crashes into her neighbor — cold, devastating, and inexplicably dropping to one knee on the sidewalk. Dominic Crane, CEO of Crane Industries, doesn't do sentiment. He does strategy. And Mara Solis, standing broken-faced in the dark, is suddenly the most useful variable his empire has ever produced. But variables have a way of becoming constants. And the man who built walls from boardroom glass is about to discover that the woman he married for leverage is the only person in the world who sees the human being underneath the myth.

Seven years of marriage. One betrayal. One terminated pregnancy. And a knock on a hospital door that changed everything. Nadia Holloway built her life around the wrong man — until he dismantled her in a single afternoon and called it her fault. Shattered, broke, and facing her mother's mortality, the last thing she expected was salvation wearing polished shoes and a contract. Marcus Steele is the kind of man wars are written about — a self-made billionaire stepfather to her ex-husband, cold as boardroom marble, twice as unreadable. His offer is simple: marry him, save everything and everyone she loves. His reasons? Unclear. His eyes when they land on her? Anything but cold. Nadia says yes, because she has no other choice. But Marcus has always known something Nadia hasn't — that she's not just the woman his stepson discarded. She's the legitimate heir to the Holloway Empire her father unknowingly signed away. And Marcus has spent three years quietly protecting that inheritance, waiting for her to be ready to claim it. The contract was never just business. The question is: when Nadia discovers the truth, will she see rescue — or another man pulling her strings?

She ran from heartbreak and stumbled into the arms of a masked stranger. Three years later, she's back — sharper, colder, and carrying the most dangerous secret in the city: a little boy with amber eyes that belong to the one man she can't afford to know. He built an empire on control. But one unmasked truth is about to dismantle everything. Some nights change your life. Some children rewrite your war.

The daughter of the most feared mafia kingpin was never supposed to fall. But when her father is assassinated, the empire he built collapses overnight—and she becomes the perfect prey. Kidnapped and dragged into a secret underground auction, powerful men gather to bid on the fallen Don’s daughter like she is nothing more than a prize. Just as she is about to be sold to a disgusting man old enough to be her grandfather, a mysterious bidder offers a price so high the entire room falls silent. Sold. Terrified, she is taken to a massive mansion owned by the new ruler of the underworld. The new Godfather. But the man waiting for her is not a stranger. He is the quiet boy her father once adopted. The obedient servant who used to bow his head whenever she walked past. Only now, he is no longer the boy she remembers. He is ruthless. Dangerous. Powerful. And he claims that she belongs to him. As secrets about her father’s death begin to surface, she starts to question everything she thought she knew—including the man who bought her. Because the ruthless Godfather who owns her now might also be the one responsible for destroying her family. And escaping him may be far more impossible than she ever imagined.

Disclaimer!!! it contains mature and dark content. And a morally grey main character. Viewer's discretion advised ‼️ You ever punch a stranger and wake up the next morning to realize he’s your new boss? Yeah. That happened. I should’ve known the night I drank and went after that jerk, the universe was about to ruin my life in style. He didn’t even flinch. Just caught my fist midair, dragged me into a private room, and told me he could destroy me… or make me beg. Guess which one he chose. His name’s Cassian Wolfe. Ex-convict. Billionaire. Walking felony in a three-piece suit. And apparently... my new Boss. Now he owns my paycheck, my body, and every goddamn thought in my head. He calls me his pet, smirks like the devil knows a secret I’m too weak to resist, and every time he touches me, I forget why I ever said no. It’s sick, really. He humiliates me, ruins me, makes me crawl, and I let him. well because I have no damn choice... or maybe I just really like it.