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"They sent me to die for peace. I returned for war." Princess Katerina Valeheart was the sacrificial lamb her family offered to end a decade-long war. Married off to Crown Prince Damien Ashforge of Eldermoor, the brutal "Blood Prince" who'd slaughtered thousands, she was expected to smile, obey, and breed heirs until her usefulness expired. She lasted three months before they tried to kill her. Framed for treason by her own husband and his mistress, publicly humiliated in front of the entire court, and sentenced to execution for crimes she didn't commit, Katerina discovered the horrible truth: the marriage was never about peace. It was a plot between her treacherous older brother and Prince Damien to eliminate her and seize her mother's throne. She should have died on that executioner's block. Instead, she was rescued by the Shadow Broker, the continent's most dangerous information dealer, a phantom no one has ever seen. He offers her something more valuable than her life: a new identity, training, and the resources to destroy everyone who betrayed her. Three years later, "Lady Raven Blackwood" arrives at the Eldermoor court as a mysterious noblewoman from the Neutral Territories. Beautiful, cunning, and wielding secrets that could topple kingdoms, she quickly becomes indispensable to the Crown Prince who never realized he'd executed the wrong woman. But Damien Ashforge is not the monster she expected. Haunted by the wife he believes he killed, tormented by a treachery he's only beginning to understand, he's nothing like the cruel prince from her nightmares. And worse—he's falling for the enigmatic Lady Raven with an intensity that terrifies them both. As Katerina infiltrates the court that destroyed her, she uncovers a conspiracy that goes deeper than personal betrayal. Her brother isn't just after Celestria's throne—he's orchestrating a continental war that will kill millions. The only person who can stop him is the man who once signed her death warrant. Now Katerina must choose: claim her revenge and watch the kingdoms burn, or trust the enemy who killed her first life to help her save the realm in her second. They gave her a crown of thorns and called it duty. She'll forge a crown of steel and call it vengeance.

She was sold to the man who wants her dead. Princess Liora Ashenbane wakes up in a golden cage, drugged, betrayed, and handed over to the Alpha King of the werewolves. Thessian Nightfang believes she murdered his mate and slaughtered his people. The evidence shows her face. The punishment is death. She has three weeks until the full moon to prove she’s innocent. Three weeks to survive his hatred. Three weeks to uncover the truth. Three weeks before the Alpha King rips her throat out. But the massacre wasn’t what it seemed, and Liora is the key to a conspiracy that could destroy both humans and werewolves. Enemies to lovers. Weak to strong. Golden cage. Alpha King with a broken heart. She falls for the man who swore to kill her. This is very dark.

"They buried me alive. I clawed my way out. Now I'm coming for their crowns." Princess Cassia Valordane was twenty when her brother orchestrated her execution. Framed for treason, stripped of her title, and erased from history, she was buried alive in the Crimson Catacombs, the empire's graveyard for traitors. She should have died in that coffin, scratching at wood until her fingers bled. Instead, the Shadowhand criminal syndicate rescued her with one condition: become their weapon against the crown. Five years later, she returns as Sera Ashwood, a mysterious noblewoman with midnight hair, impeccable manners, and a merchant empire. No one recognizes the princess they buried. Her mission: infiltrate the court, expose her brother's corruption, and reclaim her stolen throne. But she didn't plan on Duke Kaelen Nightraven, the Emperor's advisor who sentenced her to death, and the only person who seems to see through her disguise. He's brilliant, ruthless, and bound by duty. He believes she was guilty. He believes her death was necessary. Yet he's fascinated by Lady Sera, drawn to her fire and intelligence. As they're forced together, cracks appear in both their armor. Cassia discovers Kaelen carries guilt from that day, questions he's never been allowed to ask. And when he begins investigating inconsistencies in the old trial, their impossible connection deepens. The truth shatters everything: the coup Cassia was accused of plotting actually happened—orchestrated by her cousin to eliminate the one person who would have stopped it. And they're planning to finish what they started. Cassia must choose between revenge and redemption, between the princess who died and the woman she became. The man who sentenced her to death might be the only one who can help her save the empire. She survived her execution. But surviving the truth might destroy her.

"You haven't touched your food." Luciano's raw naked eyes addressed her unabashedly. "I will." His words rang as a vow. Valentina is in Italy to help her best friend contact her father, despite being warned by the woman who raised her to never step foot into that country. Barely twenty-four hours in the country, she manages to kiss a strange man, confront a rude woman, and get locked up after being kidnapped. Her kidnapper turns out to be the feared mafia lord, Luciano De Luca. The moment Valentina takes off her mask and he sees her face, he realizes his life just got really interesting. Luciano thinks Valentina is an emissary sent to murder the retired comondante Genelare. Valentina thinks he's ridiculous for thinking she wouldn't find a more clever way to kill a man if she really wanted to. He's proud, arrogant and dangerous. The only things sharper than her mouth are her heels and will. Their worlds collide in the most explosive of ways when passion and desire stirs up. And just as they start to act on it, truths and secrets begin to unravel. She's the daughter of his father's nemesis. He's the son of her father's killer. The man she has vowed to take vengeance on. However, there's just a little problem: she's supposed to be his karma, but one stolen kiss at a time, he starts to become her nirvana.

"Sign here, and your family's debts disappear. Refuse, and watch them destroy everything you love." Twenty-four-year-old Isla Chen thought she knew betrayal when her fiancé dumped her for being "too poor" after her father's company collapsed. She thought she'd hit rock bottom when debt collectors threatened her family with violence. She was wrong. Rock bottom is the moment Damien Cross—the ruthless billionaire CEO who owns half the city—walks into her life with a contract and a cruel smile. He'll pay every cent of her father's $50 million debt. The price? Five years of absolute obedience. She'll live in his penthouse, attend his events, play the perfect companion, and ask no questions. "You belong to me now," he says, his dark eyes promising consequences if she refuses. "Every breath, every moment—mine." Isla signs. She has no choice. Her family's survival depends on it. But Damien Cross made one fatal mistake: he assumed she'd break easily. He didn't know that the "bankrupt daughter" he's caging is actually Isla Laurent—the secret heiress to the Laurent Empire, raised in hiding after her mother's suspicious death. She's been playing poor, gathering evidence against the people who murdered her mother and stole her inheritance. And the man who "owns" her? He's connected to every person she's sworn to destroy. Now she's trapped in his world of power plays and dangerous games, forced to pretend submission while secretly plotting her revenge. But the more time she spends with Damien, the more she sees past his ruthless exterior—the trauma that made him build walls, the loneliness he hides behind cruelty, the way he looks at her when he thinks she's not watching. He thinks he bought her obedience. She's about to teach him that some women can't be owned—only conquered by love. The debt was his weapon. Her heart will be his downfall.

“You look like a cursed, weak, and forgotten son of Drakonia.” Ero gasped audibly. “My lady!” He moved to speak again, but Ashen raised a hand and stopped him. “Coming from someone who can’t see,” Ashen said dryly, “don’t you think that’s quite the overestimation?” Lumina smiled, then moved closer to him. Ashen stiffened at her action. She shouldn't have known exactly where he stood, yet her steps brought her directly before him. “I am blind,” she said quietly, “but I am not weak or stupid. Let’s make a deal.” Ashen’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of deal?” “Two years,” she said, her voice unwavering. “You help me find the one person who can restore my sight… and in return, I will help you gain recognition in this realm.” ******** Blinded, by her late mother so as to protect her from the evil ones, she lives the life of an outcast and is underestimated. Princess Lumina hides dangerous secrets behind her calm grace. In the shadows of court betrayal, she’s forced to outwit her enemies, even if it's her own family. While across the realm, Ashen, the cursed prince of Drakonis, drinks to forget a life of disdain and is also known as the weak one. But when a mysterious girl brushes past him, unseen something inside him awakens. A heartbeat that isn’t his, it’s the first time this is happening, he wants her and he must get her.

Two individuals, bound by an arranged marriage, are thrust together by the demands of duty rather than love. They are forced to navigate the complexities of their new life, one where personal desires must be set aside for the sake of political alliances. Though they begin as enemies, their marriage becomes a journey of discovery, both of each other and themselves. As they unravel the layers of their relationship, old secrets and hidden emotions begin to surface. Despite their differences, a bond slowly forms between them, challenging everything they believed about love and fate. In a world where the future is often dictated by duty, they must decide whether they will allow their connection to grow or remain trapped in the roles they were assigned.

"You ruined my life three years ago. Now you're sitting in my therapist's waiting room like you belong there." Thalia Kent's world imploded the night her fiancé and business partner publicly accused her of embezzlement at their company's gala, in front of 300 witnesses, investors, and journalists. The charges were false, planted evidence designed to steal her multi-million dollar AI startup. But by the time she proved her innocence, she'd lost everything: her company, her reputation, her savings, and nearly her sanity. Three years of panic attacks, insomnia, and trust issues later, she's finally clawing her way back. New job. New therapist. New life built on carefully constructed walls that keep everyone at arm's length. Then she walks into Dr. Elena Morrison's waiting room and sees him. Damian Morrison. The ruthless corporate lawyer who represented her ex-fiancé during the legal battle. The man whose cross-examination on the witness stand was so devastating she had a breakdown in court. The man whose face still appears in her nightmares. He's Dr. Morrison's son. And he's her therapist's new assistant, covering for her on maternity leave. Worse—Dr. Morrison has assigned them to co-facilitate a trauma recovery group. Together. For the next three months. Damian claims he didn't know she was his mother's patient. Claims he's left corporate law and is pursuing psychology to make amends for the damage he caused. Claims he's spent three years researching trauma because he couldn't forget what he did to her. Thalia doesn't believe in redemption arcs. Especially not his. But proximity is a dangerous thing. Every therapy session forces them together. Every group meeting reveals more of his own hidden trauma—an abusive father who trained him to weaponize people's weaknesses, a sister's suicide he blames himself for, a career built on destroying people that destroyed him instead. He sees through every defense she's built. Knows exactly which wounds haven't healed because he was there when they were inflicted. And despite every rational reason to hate him, her body doesn't care about logic when he's close enough to touch. The professional boundaries blur. The attraction ignites. And Thalia faces an impossible choice: can she heal the trauma he caused while falling for the man who caused it? Then her ex-fiancé resurfaces with a new scheme—and the only person who can help her fight back is the lawyer who once destroyed her. The man who knows every secret she's confessed in therapy. The man she's falling for despite every instinct screaming to run. Healing was supposed to make her stronger. No one warned her it might break her heart.

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."

"I killed my mate. Now his king owns me, body, truth, and the heart I thought died that night." On what should have been the most sacred night of Kiera Ashborne's life, her mating ceremony to Alpha Damien Blackthorn, she drove a silver dagger through his heart instead. The reason? Her sister Lyra, imprisoned in Damien's dungeons, accused of treason she didn't commit. Damien's final offer was cruel: consummate the bond and become his Luna, or watch Lyra executed at dawn. He wanted Kiera's complete submission as payment for Lyra's life. So Kiera made a choice that shattered every law of the wolf: she killed her fated mate to save her sister. But she didn't expect to survive. She didn't expect the Alpha King himself—Theron Nightshade, the most feared wolf in all territories—to arrive before Damien's body went cold, drawn by the severing of an Alpha's bond. And she certainly didn't expect him to take her prisoner instead of executing her on the spot. Theron doesn't believe her story. Fated mates don't kill each other—the bond won't allow it. Either Kiera is lying, or something far darker is at play. He takes her to the Blood Court to extract the truth, using every weapon in his arsenal: interrogation, intimidation, and the undeniable attraction that shouldn't exist between them. Because Theron has his own secret: Kiera was supposed to be his fated mate, not Damien's. The bond he felt snap into place the moment he saw her should be impossible—you only get one mate. Unless everything they've been taught about mate bonds is a lie. As Kiera's imprisoned days turn into weeks, the truth begins to unravel. Damien wasn't just a cruel Alpha—he was part of a conspiracy that reaches into the highest levels of wolf society. Lyra's "treason" was discovering evidence of pack leaders conducting illegal experiments, trying to artificially create and break mate bonds for power. Theron finds himself drawn deeper into Kiera's world—her fierce loyalty, her unbreakable will, and the way she stands defiant even when facing death. The mate bond between them grows stronger, impossible to deny. But accepting it means believing the unthinkable: that the sacred mate bond can be manipulated, destroyed, and even manufactured. The conspiracy wants Kiera dead before she exposes them. Lyra is still in danger, hidden away by enemies who'll use her as leverage. And Theron must choose between upholding the laws he's sworn to protect and the woman who broke every one of them—the woman who's somehow become his salvation and his greatest weakness. Kiera killed her mate to save her sister. Now she might have to break a king to save them all.

Junia Gladeweft, the princess of the seelie fairy kingdom, lost everything on her wedding day. Her home, the man she loves, and her perfect life. When dragons descend upon the sacred Garden of Union and the seelie cities, leading them is Ashmaris Draven Morriethen, a feared Dragon King who claims Junia as his fated mate and takes her from her home. Junia hates him. He murdered her husband and shattered the only life she knew. Within the dragonhold, she discovers the truth: her powers, her identity, her father’s evil deeds, and even her heart were sealed by her father. As ancient enemies and political forces threaten, Junia is forced into close proximity with the man she had sworn to kill. Every clash between them burns with fury, grief, desire, and a pull neither of them could deny. Ashmaris is ruthless, possessive, and haunted by a past soaked in betrayal, but he is the only one who knows what Junia truly is. Torn between revenge and desire, Junia must decide whether the man she despises is her greatest enemy—or the only one who can help her reclaim herself before the world falls into war once more.

Being a royal, you must give up the dream to choose your partner. When plague and war wipe out the imperial heirs of Solanir, sixteen-year-old Orion von Solanir is forced onto a throne he was never meant to inherit. Crowned too young, burdened too soon, and being the most imbelic young man a lady can ever withstand. marriage. Enter Selina von Marcelline, daughter of the duke of a rival kingdom and a living clause in a fragile treaty. Sent to Solanir as a political offering, she is expected to become the empire’s perfect crown princess—graceful, obedient, and silent. She fails spectacularly. as every single thing here test's her patience and sanity. Their first meeting ends with insults, blood signatures, and Orion being thrown out of a window—literally. What begins as open hostility quickly turns into a vicious battle of words, pride, and bruised egos. To the court, they are a blessed union meant to stabilize the continent. In private, they are sworn enemies sharing a crown. But hatred is rarely simple. Orion’s cruelty hides a deeper wound—one born from betrayal within his own family, where power, desire, and silence destroyed what little innocence he had left. Selina, sharp-tongued and observant, begins to notice the cracks beneath his arrogance- and simply that's not her problem to deal with. Meanwhile, Selina carries her own scars. Abandoned by her father, bound by blood treaties, and surrounded by a royal family riddled with secrets, she learns that Solanir’s court is far more dangerous than the battlefield ever was. Allies wear smiles. Apologies come too late. And even family can be the sharpest blade. As festivals turn into threats, treaties into traps, and enemies into reluctant partners, Selina and Orion are forced into proximity they never wanted—sharing lessons, public appearances, and a future neither chose. In a court where loyalty is performative, love is political, and survival demands cruelty, one question remains: Can two broken heirs learn to trust each other before the empire tears them apart? Or will their marriage become just another royal tragedy written in blood?

The rules were simple: marry Damian Cross, play the perfect wife, and never let him see the truth. To the world, Ava Sinclair is the picture of elegance poised, wealthy, untouchable. But behind the mask lies a woman on borrowed time, driven by one obsession: uncover what happened to her sister, Lily, who vanished after crossing paths with Damian a year ago. Damian Cross is everything the rumors promise ruthless, brilliant, and dangerously captivating. He built his empire on secrets and shadows, and when Ava steps into his world, he recognizes a liar in his arms. Yet instead of exposing her, he binds her closer, offering her a contract that turns her hunt for answers into a deadly game of proximity. In his fortress of glass and stone, every smile hides a trap, every kiss blurs the line between truth and deception. Ava swore she would never fall for the man who might have destroyed her sister’s life but the deeper she digs, the more she realizes Damian Cross may be the only man who can shatter her… or save her. Because in this marriage built on lies, one truth is undeniable: No one leaves Damian Cross unscathed.

"You were never meant to survive. You were meant to conquer." Kaia Ashborne thought she'd hit rock bottom when her fiancé publicly rejected her for her prettier, more "suitable" stepsister—on their mating ceremony day, in front of the entire Nightshade Pack. Stripped of her engagement, her home, and her dignity, the Mixedblood orphan was left with nothing but shame and a one-way ticket to obscurity. Then the summons arrived. Ten women. One Alpha King. A series of deadly trials to choose his Luna. Survival is not guaranteed—failure means execution. The rules are simple: impress the king, outlast your rivals, or die trying. Kaia knows she doesn't belong among the Pureblood princesses and warrior elites competing for the crown. She's a nobody with diluted wolf blood, no family name, and a shattered heart. She's only here because her stepmother entered her name as a cruel joke—a public humiliation designed to destroy whatever dignity she has left. She's supposed to fail. She's supposed to die in the first trial. But Alpha King Daemon Silverclaw can't take his eyes off her. Brutal, scarred, and feared across all territories, Daemon hasn't chosen a mate in ten years—not since his true mate's "death" left him cold and ruthless. He designed these trials to be lethal, expecting to eliminate weaklings and find a politically advantageous Luna. He never expected to feel the mate bond flare to life the moment Kaia stepped into his throne room. The bond he thought died with his mate ten years ago. The bond that marks Kaia as someone impossible. As the trials grow deadlier and rivals are eliminated in blood and betrayal, two mysteries emerge: Why does Kaia's wolf blood react to ancient magic that only responds to royal bloodlines? And why do the mandatory blood tests keep getting "corrupted" before revealing her true lineage? Someone on the king's own council is hiding the truth. Someone wants Kaia dead before she can discover what she really is. Because Kaia wasn't chosen randomly. She wasn't entered as a joke. And she definitely wasn't meant to compete. She was meant to rule—as the last surviving heir of the Moonborn bloodline, the true royal family that was slaughtered in a coup ten years ago. The same coup that "killed" Daemon's mate. The same coup that left a baby princess missing, presumed dead. The mate bond doesn't lie. And Daemon's dead mate is standing right in front of him—grown, furious, and utterly unaware that the Alpha King hunting her heart once swore his life to protect hers. Now Kaia must survive trials designed to kill her, rivals who want her eliminated, and a mate bond with the one man who might have answers about her forgotten past—or who might be the reason it was stolen from her. In this game, failure means death. But winning might cost her everything.

Heartbroken, 24-year-old Kiara flies to London, where she stays for three years, rebuilding her life and creating a career in the legal world. However, her newfound peaceful life is cut short when she's diagnosed with a terminal illness that is said to claim her life within three years. She decides to return home to spend the last days of her life with her family. The unexpected happens when she discovers that her apartment is occupied by a man named Debbie, and her patience is tested beyond reason. Debbie is stubborn, irritating, and openly hostile toward women. As time passes, Kiara finds herself falling in love again, something she didn't think she was still capable of doing. Given her past experience and her current state, Kiara had given up the fight; she'd come to terms with her fate, and she was prepared to die. But now she wants to fight, she wants to live. How will Kiara cope with all this now that she has less time left to live? "Wait, who are you?" "I should be asking the question." He backed. "I live in this house." He lived in her house. Then who was Debbie? If she was to remember, she was supposed to share the house with her. So who was this guy? "This is my house." She replied. "And all I remember is that I should be sharing it with Debbie. She just left. So who are you?"  He gave her a knowing, yet etched with mockery, smile. "Princess." He said. "Debbie is me."  Will the two ever get together?

"Who is it this time?” His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share." **** Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate?

DISCLAIMER: STRICTLY WRITTEN FOR ADULT READERS IN MIND. SOME SCENES CONTAIN VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL ACTIVITY. “Sit here. Right on this desk.” Ceo Ji-hoon instructs his new secretary. Mikaela already knew Ceo Ji-hoon was a pervert, but nothing would have prepared him for what happened next... Mikaela Reeves is a well trained Special Forces lone-agent skilled in stealth and combat. With ethereal features and a codename: Angel, he wants nothing more but to be taken seriously by his peers and recognised by his achievements, not his looks. But when the Director-General sends him on a long-term undercover mission as a secretary to the CEO of a top automotive company that has ties to a criminal cult-like mafia group. alongside bee sounding intelligence aid, he struggles to adapt and lay low. CEO Jang Ji-hoon is a dominant alpha, Head of the Jang Dynasty and currently a Suspect of an alleged crime of sponsoring the human trafficking ring that exploits young, (mostly Omega) male and female adults that Guild Of Blood and Bones is operating. The exploitation of omegas infuriates Mikaela for many reasons, one of which is that he is secretly an Omega himself. He knows that justice for the victims rests on his ability to complete the mission. Yet the alluring scent and the mysterious danger of his new boss distract him so much. Being an Omega himself, he can't help but be excited. Will he be able to persevere against his own biological urge to be dominated by this Powerful, Older man to prove he is more than the average omega or will he fall into temptation, fail the victims as well as disappoint The Special Forces Unit and himself.

The universe hated me so much, it tossed me around, then dumped me straight into the arms of my father’s killer. — I thought I understood monsters. I grew up with them. I survived them. I swore I would kill the one who murdered my father and brothers. But when I finally found him, I failed. Dante Corsetti. Alpha. Mafia boss. The man who destroyed my family and dragged me into his house like a living trophy. He broke me apart until I didn’t know where my rage ended and his cruelty began. He said I was nothing. A prisoner. A reminder of everything he’d lost. A punishment for sins I never committed. Yet the longer I stayed, the more the world I thought I knew cracked open. The secrets about my bloodline, lies my father died with and a supernatural truth I should never have discovered. And in the middle of it all, a mate bond tied me to the monster I hated most. The goddess must be laughing because Dante is not the only one drawn to me. There were two others. Knox, who looked at me like I was the first good thing the goddess ever gave him. Reed, who claimed I was destined for him no matter who he had to fight. Three alphas. One impossible bond. And me, trapped between revenge, desire, and a fate dark enough to break every one of us. WARNING: 18+ Contains dark, and triggering themes some readers might find disturbing.

"You have one year to destroy us. But the moment you fall in love, you destroy yourself." Maya Sinclair's world shattered the night her billionaire father died in what everyone called a tragic accident. But Maya knows the truth, someone murdered him. And when his will is read, the knife twists deeper. Richard Sinclair didn't leave his empire to his daughter. He left it to six complete strangers. Six people who worked for him, knew him, and, Maya is certain conspired to kill him. Now they control Sinclair Global Industries, her mother's revolutionary medical patents, and the only evidence that could prove murder. Worse, they have one year to vote on selling the company to a hostile conglomerate. If the sale goes through, everything her parents built will be dismantled, the evidence destroyed, and justice will die with her father. Maya has exactly 365 days to seduce, manipulate, and dismantle each of them from the inside. Get close enough to gather evidence. Make them trust her. Make them want her. And when the time comes, make them pay. Six targets. Six strangers. Six chances for revenge. But her father's will contains one final, devastating clause that Maya discovers too late: If any heir develops genuine romantic feelings for Maya, and she reciprocates, both of them are immediately removed from the inheritance—and Maya loses all claim to her father's legacy forever. The game was rigged from the start. Her father knew she'd seek revenge. He knew she'd use seduction as a weapon. And he built in a trap to ensure she'd have to choose between love and justice. Now someone among the six is falling for her—genuinely, dangerously, completely. She can feel it in stolen glances, protective gestures, and moments of vulnerability that seem too real to be strategy. But she doesn't know which one. And the moment she lets her guard down, the moment she reciprocates, she loses everything: the company, the evidence, and her only chance to prove her father was murdered. Maya must become the monster her father feared—cold enough to weaponize love without feeling it, ruthless enough to destroy lives without hesitation, and strong enough to deny her own heart even as it's breaking. Because in this game, love isn't the prize. It's the penalty. One year. Six enemies. One impossible choice. Seduce them all—but fall for none. Because the moment your heart surrenders, the game is over.

In a world where loyalty is currency and love is weakness, Ivy Thorne walks a razor’s edge between survival and revenge. Betrayed by the Council that destroyed her family and hunted by the ghosts of her past, she must lead a fractured pack against impossible odds. But when the ruthless, immortal Executioner Darius Zane steps into her path, the line between enemy and desire blurs—and the very bond she’s sworn to ignore could be the key to victory… or the chain that drags her into darkness. Dangerous, forbidden, and unrelentingly dark, this is a story of war, betrayal, and a love that could burn everything to ashes. “He’s 242 years old, cold, and deadly. She’s 21, bitter, and hunted—but when fate throws them together, forbidden desire ignites a war that could consume them both.”