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Elara Thorne's life in the sleepy coastal town of Havenwood is anything but ordinary. Strange occurrences at her antique shop, like whispering voices from ancient artifacts and inexplicable surges of energy, are becoming more frequent. Little does she know, these events are tied to her own forgotten heritage and a burgeoning magical power within her. Kaelen Vane, a mysterious and ancient immortal, watches over Havenwood, ensuring the uneasy truce between the town's hidden vampire, werewolf, and other supernatural residents remains intact. The resurfacing magic, however, threatens to shatter this balance and ignite a war. As Kaelen investigates the disturbances, he encounters Elara, drawn to her raw power and the unsettling familiarity he feels in her presence. A dangerous attraction sparks between them, defying their separate worlds. Elara finds herself reluctantly pulled into Kaelen's secret world of shadow and ancient rivalries. The Whispering Collective, a shadowy force manipulating the town's darkest secrets, views Elara's awakening power as a key to unleashing a forgotten entity that could plunge Havenwood - and the world - into eternal darkness. As Elara and Kaelen navigate the treacherous currents of forbidden love and ancient magic, they must confront their pasts and risk everything to uncover the secrets of Havenwood before the town's magic falls into the wrong hands. Elara must embrace her true heritage and control her unpredictable powers, while Kaelen must break free from the constraints of his duty and protect the woman who awakens his deepest desires. But with the Whispering Collective closing in and the threat of eternal darkness looming, can their burgeoning love survive the escalating conflict

“You’re eighteen now?” he whispers, his fingers brushing her lips. “Then don’t run from me this time.” Elara thought the kiss was nothing serious, just a silly dare with a dangerously handsome stranger in a bar. One kiss. One moment. Yet neither of them could forget it. The next day, that same stranger walks into her house… His name is Anderson. Her stepbrother-to-be. Her new teacher. Her first mistake… and the one she wants to make again. He tells her to stay away. He tells her they crossed a line. He says it can never happen again. But the minute Elara turns eighteen, everything changes. His control cracks. His jealousy burns. And the boy who once told her “no”… starts kissing her like she already belongs in his bed. Dangerous. Forbidden. Addictive. Some lines aren’t meant to be crossed, but he’s ready to cross every single one for her.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Years ago, she walked away, shattering Xu Tao's world without a single goodbye. Now, she's back, but there's a devastating catch: she doesn't remember him. The intense, shared history, the first taste of true love—it's all a blank slate. Xu Tao is no longer the light-hearted boy she left behind. He is the cold, ruthless inheritor of an untouchable dynasty. Power drips from his every move, but the one thing he can't control is his lingering obsession with her. Appearing as a mysterious investor, he could have his vengeance, or he could seize this shocking twist of fate as a cruel, beautiful opportunity. As he draws her into his glittering, dangerous life, Xu Tao sets a perilous game in motion. He will rebuild their connection from the ground up, manipulating her amnesia until she depends on him completely. She may not remember the man she loved, but he will make sure she falls for the monster she had left.

Anna came to her sister older house only to stay temporarily. Not to fall into the most dangerous kind of beauty she had ever seen. Alaric Devano—husband of Evelyn Seraphina and Lyanna Mirelle’s brother-in-law—was everything forbidden: handsome, cold, immensely wealthy, dominant… and he stared at Anna far too long for a man who was supposed to ignore her. At first, Anna thought it was mere courtesy. But it wasn’t. He noticed every detail about her. How she stood. How she feared. How she tried to keep her distance. And every time they were alone… he forgot that Anna was his sister-in-law. More dangerously? Anna did not resist. She kept coming back—as if something within her called out, demanded, and claimed her. “He’s my sister's husband. I must not fall into his embrace. But obsession always triumphs over reason. And Alaric… never loses.”

"I want her as my new mate, not like the 99 temporary mates who ran away after failing the bond; I want to have her as my real mate." The Hollow King’s demand echoed through the Moonstone Pack’s hall. For years, Demon Deacons had been a man of steel and shadows, a ruler who discarded women as easily as he won wars. But when his gaze locked onto the masked, red-haired woman dancing in chains, the air shifted. He didn’t see a stripper or a slave; he saw the one the moon had promised him. Alpha Leonard sneered, gesturing toward the woman as if she were a piece of rotting meat. "She is a stripper, nothing more. She is a curse. You can choose anyone else and I will give them to you, but not her, Your Lord. She is nothing but misfortune." "Misfortune, yet you keep her as a slave," the Hollow King replied, his voice dropping to a dangerous, low growl. "If you do not give her to me, prepare for war." Aurora had long ago accepted her fate as the Moonstone Pack’s living currency. Sold into degradation by her own father to secure his rank, she had lived in enforced silence, her wolf sealed by dark magic. She was the pack's greatest shame and its most profitable entertainment. Now, she is being traded once again this time to the most feared man in the territories. Josephine doesn't expect love from the Hollow King. She expects to be used and discarded like the ninety-nine who came before her. But as she enters the Hollow Dominion, she realizes Demon Deacons is not looking for a toy; he is looking for a Queen. In the heart of a kingdom built on brutalit

Legend of Leviticus In a world where memory cuts deeper than the present, Legend of Leviticus traces the haunted steps of a man entangled in the echoes of his past. Bound to the House of Fellowship, Leviticus is a devoted figure in the faith of Serenism but devotion has never shielded him from the ghosts that follow. Through shifting relationships, a hunger for power, and the quiet ache of unresolved wounds, he tells his story—not to be redeemed, but to be understood

Becklan Kross had one dream, to become a model under Leon Verdanis, the ruthless fashion tycoon everyone called Mr. President. But Leon crushed that dream in seconds. Two minutes late, and Becklan was dismissed. One spilled coffee, and Leon humiliated him again in public. What once was admiration turned into pure, burning hatred. So when fate offered Becklan a second chance, not as a model, but as a maid in Leon’s mansion, he took it. Not for the salary. Not for the prestige. For revenge. But Leon Verdanis isn’t just cold. He’s inaccessible. Calculating. Beautiful in a way that hurts. A man who believes love is a weakness, emotions are distractions, and no human is worth his heart. Beck vows to break him. Not romantically, emotionally. He plans to tease him, provoke him, embarrass him, and remind him what it feels like to be powerless. Except… things don’t go according to plan. A dropped towel, a naked CEO, a python named Rose, an accidental fall into Leon’s arms, a grip that was too strong, a stare that was too intense, and a breath that was too close, all of it challenged every ounce of control he had. He was supposed to hate Leon, but his heart began to skip when Leon held him. He burned with desire when Leon smirked, and the man he vowed to destroy suddenly became the one he could not stop wanting. He was supposed to hate him. So why does his heart skip when Leon holds him? Why does he burn when Leon smirks at him? And why does the man he vowed to destroy suddenly become the one he can’t stop wanting? Leon did not believe in love, and Becklan did not believe in forgiveness, yet between the tension, the teasing, the danger, and the secrets, one truth became impossible to ignore. Someone is going to fall first… and no one knows who will give in to love.

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Have you ever loved someone enough to let them ruin you? Hatred turns intimate. Violence turns protective. Control turns possessive. Lines blur until neither knows where revenge ends and devotion begins. This is not a love story. It’s a descent. A dark romance of power, cruelty, obsession, and the kind of attachment that doesn’t ask to be healthy—only eternal.

I was going back home after along day in collage. In half way I felt like someone was following me. After I came closer to my apartment someone hold me back and it hit me on my head. After I got up my eyes were closed by a blind fold and my wands were tied by something maybe a rope ? I didn't have any idea where am I shouted but it was of no use . Then I hear foot steps coming near me I panicked. Whoever was coming was now standing behind me , it leaned on my neck I stayed quite in fear. A smell came from that person it smelled familiar. It slowly reached its hand near my lips I was able to feel it was a man hand. He slowly started moving his finger round and round upon my lips .I wanted to stop him but I was tied. Slowly he kissed on my neck and then he moved his fingers inside my mouth it made me breathe less. What the hell is happening with me?

[The Betrayal] Myra Kapoor gave up everything for love. She left her home in Delhi and moved to Mumbai to surprise her boyfriend of four years, only to find him in the arms of another woman. Heartbroken and humiliated, she vows to erase every memory of the man who shattered her world. ​[The Encounter] That night, fueled by gin and grief, Myra walks into Mumbai’s most exclusive club. She doesn't want comfort; she wants to be reckless. When she locks eyes with a cold, devastatingly handsome stranger in the VIP lounge, she does the unthinkable—she walks up and kisses him. ​The stranger tastes like expensive whiskey and danger. For one night, she loses herself in his touch, thinking she’ll never see him again. ​[The Twist] The next morning, Myra walks into her new job at Khurana Enterprises, only to come face-to-face with the man from the club. ​Reyansh Khurana. The "Ice King" of the Indian business world and her new boss. ​[The Deal] Reyansh doesn't do romance, and he definitely doesn't do "sorry." But he wants Myra back in his bed. He offers her a deal: “Be mine until you’ve forgotten your ex's name. No strings, no feelings, and absolutely no falling in love. In exchange, I’ll give you the world.” ​Myra knows she should run. But as Reyansh leans in, his breath hot against her skin, she realizes that forgetting her ex might be easy—but surviving Reyansh Khurana will be impossible.

Serial Lockheart, the charming, stubborn, and infuriatingly independent second-born of the infamous Lockheart family, never imagined he’d be forced into a marriage… especially not with Sarafyna Yuriat, the determined and beautiful heir to a powerful furniture empire. But when family obligations and business deals collide, Serial’s freedom comes with a price: court Sarafyna for four months — or risk losing his bachelor’s honor forever. Caught between a family that won’t back down, a contract he can’t escape, and a stranger he can’t stop thinking about, Serial must navigate deceit, desire, and the chaos of a forced engagement. Will he survive the games of power, passion, and family drama? Or will the billionaire bachelor finally find himself falling for the one woman he never intended to love? Drama. Intrigue. Forbidden attraction. The Lockheart family saga continues, and this time, Serial is front and center.

Wish thought that if she ever got a second chance at life, she would at least wake up in a better story. A spoiled princess. A doomed villainess on the path to redemption. A heroine adored by powerful husbands. Anything would have been fine. That's how stories were supposed to work. Instead, fate—and whatever twisted cosmic editor writes destinies—casts her in the one role she should never have been reborn into: the fat, ugly, unwanted maiden chosen for sacrifice. She awakens in a body mocked by her tribe, pitied by her parents, and avoided by every man. In a world where beast forms define worth, hers is a joke—a puff-fluff fox, a useless cotton cloud that couldn't frighten a butterfly. Worse still, she is the doomed extra whose sole purpose was to die during the Mating Moon Ritual—her death the trigger that allowed the real female lead, a beautiful, weak princess, to earn the devotion of the four almighty beast deities. The Wind Deity—hot-headed, wild, and dangerously unpredictable. The Solar Deity—arrogant, playful, and impossibly radiant. The Sky Deity—silent, calm, and shrouded in mystery. The Night Deity—cold, calculating, and merciless. Except Wish doesn't die. And her survival breaks everything. The plot stutters. Events twist. Characters act wrong. The world itself seems to notice her refusal to disappear—and begins trying to correct the mistake. Now hunted by fate and trapped in a society where beauty is worshipped, mating marks define destiny, and the weak are meant to be sacrificed, Wish is given one impossible condition for survival: She must derail the story completely. The only way to do that is to draw the attention of the four beings the world revolves around—creatures meant to be untouchable, distant, and divine. One is bound to her by a ritual that should have killed her. One meets her with hostility instead of fate. One sees her existence as a threat that must be erased. One should be incapable of feeling anything at all. They were never meant to notice her. The story was never meant to let her live. So how is she supposed to survive a world that measures worth by beauty and power, when she is fat, unwanted, powerless—and armed with nothing but a useless fluffy fox? Can she break the story that wants her dead? Or will she die exactly as the plot demands?

On her birthday, Isobel Blackwood thought she had everything—an engagement to billionaire Alexander Pierce, a secret pregnancy, and a sky-high romantic gesture in his private helicopter. Then came the betrayal: a viral photo of Alexander with another woman. A storm of accusations. A fiery crash. When she wakes up, Alexander is presumed dead. Her baby is gone. And her world has fallen apart. To escape the media, Alexander’s vengeful family, and her own guilt, Isobel flees to Paris under a new identity—Isabelle DeLacroix, a rising artist. She’s ready to forget the past. Until a mysterious, handsome billionaire enters her world. His eyes are familiar. His presence, magnetic. His intentions? Terrifyingly unclear. He wants a deal. He wants revenge. And he wants her—whether she says yes or not. But how do you fight a man who knows your heart better than anyone? And how do you love someone who returned from the dead just to destroy you?

Song Yue grew up in Nie Rougang's home, raised and protected by him for eighteen years. She clings to him with her whole heart, but now that she’s grown up, Nie Rougang insists she must move out and return to her grandfather’s house. Song Yue refuses to let go and keeps sneaking back, causing chaos until Nie Rougang finally explodes and drives her out of the villa. Hurt and angry, Song Yue runs away from home with her best friend Lan Xia. With no money and nowhere to stay, the two girls end up taking a part-time job selling adult products in a nightclub. There, Song Yue accidentally provokes Li Meiran—a powerful, dangerous man with a violent temper. Things quickly get out of control, and Li Meiran tries to force himself on her. Just when Song Yue thinks she’s doomed, Nie Rougang storms in with a gun, facing off with Li Meiran in a deadly standoff. Song Yue escapes through a window, but trouble doesn’t end there—the moment she thinks she’s safe, she runs into a furious, ice-cold Nie Rougang, who isn’t done with her yet. A story of obsession, danger, jealousy, and a love that neither side can escape.

Aria Montenegro had one job on her 21st birthday: find her fated mate and secure her pack's future. What she didn't expect was for that mate to be Kai Blackwood—heir to her family's greatest enemies. What she REALLY didn't expect was for him to reject her. Publicly. Brutally. In front of both packs. But Kai made one crucial mistake: he humiliated a Moon Goddess in disguise. Now Aria's awakened to her true heritage—the rare Moonlight Bloodline that can break and remake the sacred bonds between mates. She's no longer the heartbroken girl who begged for his acceptance. She's a force of nature with silver fire in her veins and vengeance in her heart. When ancient enemies threaten to destroy all werewolves, Aria and Kai must work together to save their people. But she'll make sure he suffers every step of the way. After all, he wanted to reject his Moon Goddess? Now he'll learn why that was the biggest mistake of his very long life. Because some rejections come with a price. And some goddesses never forget. TROPES: Enemies to Lovers • Rejected Mates • Fated Mates • Alpha Heroes • Strong Heroines • Revenge Fantasy • Urban Fantasy • Werewolf Romance • Found Family • Redemption Arc TARGET AUDIENCE: Fans of Patricia Briggs, Ilona Andrews, and Jennifer L. Armentrout

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. - "I bet your dick is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

"I'm not impressed." He said and Kalina guessed the laughter in his words. "Still." She returned, trying to match his amusement and completely failing. That man had a knack for annoying her, that was for sure. ¿Why? Kalina didn't know for sure. She felt a little stupid about the discovery, but there was something else. Something attracted her to him, that was undeniable.