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Cara Nelson is the daughter of two Guardians. Her mother gave her life saving the pack’s Luna and their young son, Rik, the future alpha. Her father became paralyzed while protecting the pack’s Alpha. Cara is meant to become the Guardian for Rik when he takes over as Alpha, but Rik doesn’t even know who she is. When the Alpha of a neighboring pack expresses his desire to take her as his mate, Cara gets caught in a battle between Alphas. Both of them want her as their Luna, but is it only because she is a Guardian who can strengthen their pack? While balancing her attraction to two alphas, she finds her destiny may not be as clear as she thought. Rather than her wolf having the soul of a reborn guardian like her mother and father, Cara learns that she and her wolf are the only ones in history known to have been born a guardian. When a third contender for Cara’s hand tries to force her to become his Luna, her Alphas must rescue her before it's too late. Cara is destined to be a Luna, but will it be by force, by fate, or will she make her own choice? This is Book One of the Guardian trilogy.

Amber built an empire she was never allowed to claim. Brilliant, strategic, and fiercely loyal, Amber was the mind behind a billion-dollar real estate empire—the woman who identified undervalued properties, structured acquisitions, and designed expansion projects that reshaped skylines. But when betrayal strikes, she’s fired, humiliated, and discarded by the man she helped rise to the top. She walks away with nothing but her intelligence, her dignity… and the projects that were always hers. What her ex-fiancé never expects is his powerful half-brother. A billionaire real estate magnate in his own right, controlled, private, and raising two adopted children on his own, he offers Amber something unexpected: a contractual marriage. No romance. No lies. Just mutual benefit. A public wife to stabilize his corporate image—and a strategic partner who understands the business better than anyone. Amber accepts. She takes her real estate projects with her—developments she sourced, designed, and negotiated from the ground up—and brings them into her new husband’s company. Entire portfolios shift overnight. Investments follow her. For the first time, her name is on the contracts, her voice dominates boardrooms, and her success is undeniable. As Amber rises, the real estate empire she once built in silence begins to crumble. Deals collapse without her leadership. Bad investments surface. And the company her ex-fiancé claimed as his own crashes spectacularly—while Amber thrives, wealthier and more powerful than ever. But what begins as a business arrangement slowly becomes something far more dangerous. Because power is intoxicating. Trust is fragile. And love was never part of the contract.

“You know what,” she started, “I’ve had enough of this farce. Alpha Jasper of Bloodlust is the strongest, richest and most powerful Alpha of the Eastern Region. He wants me and fucks me way better than you ever did. He wants me as his Luna and I am leaving this hell hole today.” She stands and squares her shoulders at me. With a spiteful glare, “I, Giselle Breyer, Luna of Winter Moon, reject Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, as my fated mate and Alpha!” I feel the impact of her words hit me. Drax is howling in pain, again. I grab my chest and stare at her. I square my shoulders and look her dead in the eyes, “I, Jaxon Docker, Alpha of Winter Moon, accept your rejection. ****************************************************************** Five years later, Jaxon still remembers the rejection of his fated mate. He has no desire to have another mate, fated, chosen or otherwise, Until he meets his second chance mate, Sable Embers. She is a warrior from an enemy pack and is nearly killed by Jaxon during battle. Jaxon needs to learn how to open his heart again and Sable has to learn to trust her mate and learn the truth on her own.

“You are my stepbrother,” Viola whispered, her back pressing against the locked mahogany door. “Stepbrother.” The word left Sebastian’s lips like a curse. His shadow swallowed the room, caging her against the wood. He caught her chin, forcing her violet eyes to meet the ruthless amber of his. “A piece of paper doesn’t make us family, Dulzura,” he murmured, his thumb brushing her trembling lower lip. “It just makes you mine.” ************************************* Sebastian Cain Hierro doesn’t do romance. There are no gentle promises, no soft apologies, and absolutely no love games. A man bred in the violence of the cartel only understands one language: absolute, brutal control. For Viola, being dragged into his dark orbit is a terrifying awakening. She is a girl who only ever wanted to be cherished, suddenly trapped in a forbidden reality with a stepbrother who demands her complete surrender. Every touch behind closed doors is a sin. Every whisper is a command. Surviving him means playing by his twisted rules. She can have his protection, his heavy gaze, and his suffocating obsession—but he has made it dangerously clear that she can never, ever have his heart. But a girl like Viola doesn't know how to give her body without giving her soul. And when she inevitably pours all her desperate, unspoken love into a monster who is completely incapable of loving her back... where is her shattered heart supposed to go? *** 𝗙𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗜.𝗡.𝗦.𝗧.𝗔.𝗚.𝗥.𝗔.𝗠: @𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘀, 𝘀𝗻𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗸𝘀, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀. ♠️

The bed was wet beneath me, soaked by the juices that flowed from between my thighs. A grunt, one so husky brushed against my ear as he moved in and out of me. "Don't tell Kimberly," Alpha Ryan groaned as he pushes his cock deeper until the tip brushed a tender spot. I shudder beneath him. Kimberly was his future Luna. She was also my sister. I looked up at him beneath my lashes. "Don't tell my sister you slipped inside the wrong one?"
My husband was sleeping with my best friend behind my back for six months. Six months of roses. Six months of 'you are my everything' while he was making her moan his name. I trusted him with my whole heart. He handed it to her like a cheap gift. So when Dominic Ford showed up with rage in his eyes and proof in his hands, something in me snapped. And in that broken, dangerous place, a sinful idea was born. "An affair," I told him, meeting his gaze. "Real. Raw. Dirty. No strings. No limits. We give them exactly what they deserve." He studied me for a long, slow moment. Then he pulled me close as he whispered. "When do we start?" Dominic Ford touched me like he was trying to ruin me for every other man. He succeeded. He took me apart, piece by piece, night after night, until I was shaking and screaming and begging for more... and when morning came I was crawling back for everything he gave me the night before. This was supposed to hurt them. It was never supposed to feel this good. It was never supposed to feel like home. Now our cheating spouses are on their knees, right where we wanted them. But Dominic is looking at me like the plan just changed. And God help me, I don't want to walk away either. We agreed. No strings. No feelings. Just revenge. That was the deal. We lied. --- WARNING: This story contains explicit scenes and two broken people who find each other in the most sinful way possible.
On the fifth anniversary of Rebecca Perry's marriage to Vance Bradford, his first love returned to the country. That night, she caught him in the bathroom, murmuring Catherine's name as he pleasured himself. That was why, for five years, he had never touched her. "Catherine is back; she's all alone. I'm just helping her as a friend." "I understand." "I promised her I'd accompany her to the island for her birthday. I'm just fulfilling it." "Okay." "This banquet requires a capable companion, and Catherine is more suitable than you." "Okay, go ahead." When she stopped getting angry, stopped shedding tears, and stopped making a fuss, he grew puzzled. "Rebecca, why aren't you angry?" Of course, she wasn't angry anymore—because she was preparing to leave. Weary of this stagnant marriage, she had secretly learned a foreign language, taken the proficiency exam, and applied to study abroad. The day her visa was approved, she presented him with the divorce agreement. Vance froze. "No joke. How are you gonna survive without me?" Rebecca turned away, bought a plane ticket, and flew to the European continent, vanishing without a trace. The next time he saw news of her was in a viral video. Dressed in a flowing red gown, she danced against a foreign sky, igniting the internet with her performance. He gritted his teeth. "Rebecca, no matter where you hide, I will find you and bring you back!"
This is Currently an Omnibus! Featuring: Book 1: The Unwanted Luna - Kennedy and Ryker's Story Book 2: The Warrior's Mate - Finn and Greta's Story Book 3: Taming the Alpha's Heir - Ben and Elara's Story Book 1: Kennedy is a human thrown into the unbelievable world of the supernatural when her parents die in a freak car accident and her mother’s best friend steps in to become her guardian. Her mother’s best friend, Beth, is the Luna of the Silver Crescent Pack. Kennedy has known Beth and her husband James and their son Jeremiah her whole life, but thought pack life would be something she would only hear about. The Alpha and Luna keep no secrets about the dangers of their world for a human like Kennedy. Jeremiah takes an interest in keeping Kennedy safe and helps her through the trauma of moving on from the accident. Kennedy is taught pack ways and for the most part is loved by all the pack members, learning the values of the pack bond, the ways of the warriors and respect for the hierarchy of the wolf culture. She becomes a very proficient warrior even with only human strength and senses. Follow Kennedy on her journey of mates, love, friendship and fighting a mate bond she doesn’t want holding her back from her own goals and dreams. __ Ryker is a young, well-known, and feared Alpha of Dark Moon pack. He cares for his pack members through tough love and an iron fist. He's seen what happens when Alphas take their mate. It makes them weak and lose focus. Many have been corrupted by terrible mates. He would rather stay alone than be controlled.

When Kaycie moved in with her cousin Brett she was trying to escape her abusive ex-boyfriend. She just wanted a fresh start from all the mental, verbal, and physical a***e that he had given her. What she didn't expect were his hot roommates. She was not looking for romance but it found her in the form of Darryn one of her new roommates. She is instantly attracted to him but with all the verbal from her ex-boyfriend, she believes that she is not good enough for him. She tries to keep her distance but Darryn makes it impossible for her. Darryn wasn't expecting much when Brett told him his cousin was moving in. He sure as hell wasn't expecting Brett's cousin to be a woman. When he saw her for the first time he knew he was in trouble. Kaycie was sexy as hell and he knew he wanted her right away. He and Brett had a reputation as bad boys but he wasn't. What he is, is the next mafia boss. He will gain the title as soon as he turns 25. He knows with her past that he has his work cut out for him to make Kaycie see that she is the woman he has been looking for. To him, she is his queen. What will happen when Kaycie's ex-boyfriend is released from jail and comes looking for her. He wants her back and wants to make her pay for putting him in jail. He believes that if he can't have her no one can. He knows no one can stop him since his father is one of the largest gang leaders on the east coast. What will happen when one of the largest gangs goes up against the biggest mafia family in the southeast?

⚠️warning⚠️ this book contains mature content and abuse. This Is the first warning and will not be the last. Andrei Volkov is the head of the Russian Mafia. He's ruthless, dangerous, rich and has every woman on their knees begging for him to take them. He's never loved anyone, since his past has left him unable to do so.Skylar Jones; homeless and without any family. She's the kindest and the most selfless person you will ever meet even without money. One day, Skylar meets two men that work for the Russian Mafia. They offer her job that she has a tough time refusing even with the strings attached.What will poor innocent Skylar do when she meets the Andrei? Will she fall madly in love like the rest or simply think him as another man?WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TRIGGER STUFF TO SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET BY THE THOUGHT OF RAPE OR ABUSE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

Alexander Wolf is a notorious and ruthless leader for the Mafia. He only cared about two things in life: Money and Power which he had both. He wasn't afraid to eliminate anything or anyone that gets in the way.But everything changed when he saw her. The innocent and naive daughter of the man who he almost killed for not repaying his debt. She was a sweet little thing who could be the perfect toy to play with until her father's debts were paid. Will he use her and throw her away just like every other girl or is she one who will finally melt his heart made of ice?

Laura, I called. She opened her eyes slowly. I slid my length slowly into her warmth again. "Have you been sleeping with…." She rolled her eyes. "Just shut up and do it." "This feels like it might hurt." "Does it?" "What?" I asked, confused. "I haven’t done it before," she stated. "How is a whore a virgin?" I asked, confused. "Well, I’m a new whore and you’re my first customer." *** Laura is twenty four, desperate, drowning in debt and thirteen days away from losing the only person she has left. So when a line of girls promise fast money outside a club, she steps into a world she was never built to survive. Then she meets him. A terrifyingly beautiful man with cold eyes, tattooed skin and a dangerous obsession that begins the second he touches her. He isn’t just possessive. He’s insane. Now a man she fears more than death has decided she belongs to him. And in his world, men kill for far less.

She was declared dead three days before her wedding. Liana Hayes woke up in a stranger's home two months later, alive, healing, and utterly unaware that the world had already buried her. Her fiancé gave a heartbroken eulogy. Her stepmother wept for the cameras. And behind closed doors, they celebrated. The man who pulled her from the river never asked for her name. He didn't need to. Oliver Reed is the most feared man in the city, a mafia boss who trusts no one and needs even less, but something about the woman he saved refuses to let him walk away. Now Liana knows the truth. Her murder was arranged by the two people she trusted most. Her inheritance, her mother's legacy, her entire life, stolen and signed away while the world mourned a woman who was never really gone. She's not coming back to grieve. She's coming back to take it all. But the closer she gets to the truth, the more she realizes her mother's death, her father's silence, and Oliver's own buried past are all tangled together in ways no one saw coming. They thought she was dead. They should have made sure.

Elena lived a life most people could only dream of luxury, money and protection. As the spoiled daughter of a billionaire with mafia ties, danger was always close, but she never imagined becoming the price of a deal gone wrong. Sold to the ruthless Volkov brothers, Elena finds herself trapped in a world far darker than she expected. Cold, possessive, and dangerously obsessed, the brothers refuse to let her out of their sight. To them, she isn’t just a girl caught in their chaos she’s something they want to own. But surviving the Volkovs won’t be easy. Their world is filled with violence, betrayal and enemies lurking in every shadow. And the longer Elena stays, the harder it becomes to tell whether she should escape… or surrender to the dangerous pull between them. Will Elena run before the brothers destroy her completely, or will she become addicted to the darkness surrounding them?

After a very public break-up between the university's 'it' couple, all eyes are on the heartbroken Quarterback, Caleb Briggs. His life had been laid out in front of him for as long as he can remember. After one drunken night with a dream girl, he wakes up alone and is determined to find her. Little does he know, she doesn't want to be found. The last thing that Violet wants is to draw in extra attention. It's bad enough that she's the football coach's daughter, but to be dragged down in the gossip mill as The Rebound? Not on her life. When she breaks her father's one rule to keep away from his team and sleeps with the school's quarterback, she is prepared for the consequences. That doesn't mean that she isn't planning on running from them for as long as possible.

Being bullied from middle school till high school by one of the popular boys in school is like living in hell for Jennifer Greene. She is quiet and just wants to get through High School without stress, but it seems fate has other plans for her. Meet Reece Morgan, the gorgeous bully. He is hell bent on breaking Jennifer in other to fight his demons. Will he succeed?or will she be able to save him from the dark hole he was stuck in?.... keep reading to find out.

One kiss with the bad boy was all it took for both of them to fall for eachother. When Lydia Hayes, Worthington's sweetheart joins a party and better yet gets to kiss her frenemy, Blake Parker, unwanted feelings start blooming in both their hearts. Sparks fly and happiness engulfs them with an astonishing amount of drama.

There are exactly three rules Kimberly Lewis lives by: Never fail calculus. Never trip in front of the whole school. And never, ever let Brian Turner get under her skin. It should be easy. After all, Brian is Brookside High's untouchable hockey captain—the arrogant golden boy every girl wants and the one person Kimberly can't stand. Then Allen Kings, Brian's charming best friend, starts noticing her. Coffee turns into late-night conversations. Friendship slowly blossoms into something deeper. For the first time since losing her mother, Kimberly feels seen. But the more she falls for Allen... ...the more she can't ignore the boy who keeps pushing her away while silently catching her before she falls. Brian's cold stares hide a secret. Kimberly's sarcastic smiles hide a broken heart. And the closer they grow, the more impossible everything becomes. Because some lines were never meant to be crossed. Some feelings should never exist. And the one boy Kimberly should never, ever fall in love with... ...is the one she has to come home to every single day.

They say that some people come and go in our lives, some of them become a part of it first as strangers, then as someone we can never forget, a lesson that we can never forget. Ian Cruz was just a simple student, thinking that true love only exists in novels, movies and the stories that his friends used to tell him. Until he met the girl that would change everything about his life. Pauleen, the girl that would be the love of her life, and the girl he wished to be with until their last scene. A love story that started with a simple school film project. A love story that was just supposed to be on screen, a story that they never expected to create one of their own. Behind every line, every scene, and every character. But somewhere between their characters they started falling for each other and for the first time Ian became the lead in his own love story. But, how did friendship end up into a love story that everyone thought would last forever?

Rule #1 of royal life: Never fall for the future king. I broke that rule when I was seventeen. I confessed my love to Prince Alexander Windsor beneath the chandeliers of my birthday ball, and he shattered me with one sentence: "I’ve never seen you that way." Five years later, I’ve escaped to Crownford University in New York to start over as an art student. Then I discover the owner of the penthouse above my suite, the one who kept me awake all night with a blonde in his bed..is none other than Alexander. Older. Colder. Untouchable. And the most famous hockey player in the world. I’m hired to paint the entire hockey team for the championship exhibition. Alexander makes every session impossible. He skips appointments, orders me to the rink at midnight, and poses shirtless like he’s trying to ruin my concentration on purpose. The worst part? I’m starting to think he never forgot me either. Then his younger brother transfers to our university, the scandal photos begin to spread, and the royal family decides I’m a threat to the crown. Now I’m trapped between two princes, a kingdom that wants me gone, and the man who once broke my heart. Alexander says he can’t love me. But if that’s true, why does he look ready to destroy anyone who touches me? •• Pucking The Prince Who Broke My Heart is a steamy royal hockey romance featuring a cold crown prince, a talented artist heroine, second-chance love, obsessive rivalry, forbidden attraction, public scandal, and a love fierce enough to bring a kingdom to its knees.

When Zack Davis went bankrupt, I used all my savings of 20 thousand dollars to buy him. “You’re willing to buy me even if I don’t love you?” he asked indifferently. My heart raced as I replied quietly, “Yes.” After that, we got married, paid back his debts, and founded another company. It only took Zack three years for his company to become a new star in the Asterfield. Everything seemed to have gone smoothly. He also only belonged to me. However, what I didn’t know was that he hated me. He hated me for destroying all his pride and for buying him with only 20 thousand dollars. When I decided to let go and divorce Zack, he went crazy. He knelt down in front of me with pleading eyes. “Anna, you still love me, right?”

One month before my wedding to my boyfriend, he announced he wanted to have a child with his "first love." I refused, but he brought it up every single day. Two weeks before the ceremony, I received a prenatal checkup report. That’s when I discovered his so-called "first love" was already nearly a month pregnant. It turned out he’d never intended to seek my consent at all. In that moment, years of affection evaporated like smoke. So, I canceled the wedding, destroyed every trace of our memories, and on what should have been our wedding day, I walked into a closed-off research lab. From then on, he meant nothing to me.

After being reborn, the first thing my cousin and I did was switch grooms. In our previous lives, we had gotten married on the same day. She, gentle and composed by nature, became the wife of Blake Malcolm, the aloof naval commander. On their wedding anniversary, Blake skipped the occasion to celebrate his childhood friend's birthday. My cousin had only wanted an explanation, but Blake claimed his conscience was clear. They fell into a silence that lasted fifty years. And me? With my temper—quick to fight, never one for patience—I had married an accountant from the machinery plant's compound. The accountant was soft-spoken, forever complaining about how loud I was, and how little I cared about appearances. We fought every three days, major arguments every five. Eventually, he stopped coming home. Less than a year into the marriage, we divorced. Then one day, my cousin and I opened our eyes and found ourselves young again—and it was the day we were to marry. Again.

Marissa Caldwell marries me to save the man she truly loves, Damian Davenhurst. For five years, she never once treats me like her husband. To her friends, I'm nothing more than a fool who comes running whenever she calls and disappears whenever she tells me to leave. "Cyrus Halden, you're basically her lapdog. She calls, you come running. She tells you to leave, and you leave." Whenever they laugh at me like that, Marissa simply smiles and says nothing. Once, when I'm burning up with a fever that won't break, she leaves the country with Damian just to escape her mother's constant nagging. Another time, I drink until I'm vomiting blood from a stomach ulcer during a business dinner while Marissa is upstairs in a presidential suite with him. I endure it all, convincing myself that if I love her enough, one day she'll finally see me as her husband. Then Damian and I are kidnapped on the same day. When she's forced to choose between us, she doesn't hesitate. She abandons me. That is when I finally wake up from my delusion. After five years of loving a woman who has never loved me back, I decide I'm done. I will leave her for good. But the moment she realizes I'm serious, Marissa regrets everything. She grabs my hand, her voice breaking as she begs, "Cyrus, please don't leave me. I'll go crazy without you." I slowly pull my hand from hers. "I can't do this anymore."

My boyfriend, Johnny Ludwig, cares more about his friends than anything else. He won't marry me unless every one of them approves of me and gives me a perfect score. Every year, his friends hold a "rating game" to decide whether I deserve him. Five years in, I still haven't passed. This year, they take turns grilling me. "Are you still a virgin? My buddy isn't going to marry some girl who's already been with other guys." "Is your family really that messed up? Is that why you're so desperate to please everyone?" "Be honest. Between you and Rhea, do you seriously think you're a better match for Johnny?" I force myself to keep smiling and answer every question, afraid that one wrong word will cost me everything. When it is over, they reveal their scores one by one. Just like the last four years, mine is a zero. Rhea, the group favorite, gets a perfect ten. Johnny sighs softly and puts the engagement ring back in his pocket. "If you were as likable as Rhea, I'd have married you a long time ago. Try harder. Maybe you'll finally get to wear this ring next year," he says. Everyone gathers around Rhea Sherman, laughing and joking. No one pays any attention to me sitting alone in the corner. Looking at them, I feel exhausted. I'm done trying to fit into Johnny's world.

Before our marriage, Harry Parker, my husband, had known I was born with congenital insensitivity to pain and temperature. I couldn’t feel burns, cuts, or broken bones. Because of that, he had wrapped every sharp point in the house in soft foam padding, locked the water heater below 104°F, and insisted on standing beside me whenever I used a knife. He used to say, “If you can’t feel the pain, I’ll feel it for you.” That was until my cousin, Evelyn Lynch, moved in with us. She said, “Jane, you can’t rely on Harry forever. You have to train your natural sense of danger.” The first time, she pushed a bowl of steaming hot soup against my hand. The back of it blistered crimson, but she just turned to Harry and laughed, “See? If you don’t warn her, she won’t even know to dodge.” The second time, she splashed water across the bathroom tile. I took a hard fall and fractured my tailbone, yet Harry just held me in his arms, offering soft excuses: “Evelyn is only doing this for your own good.” The third time, she swapped my daily prescription medication for vitamins, claiming she wanted to see if my body could detect the anomaly on its own. I bled from my nose all through the night. When I woke up, the pillow was soaked through. Harry held my hand, his voice as quiet and gentle as it had always been: “Jane, I can’t protect you for the rest of your life. Evelyn’s methods might be extreme, but you really do need to learn to feel pain on your own.” I stared down at the fading burn scar on his wrist—the mark he had earned years ago when testing hot bathwater on my behalf. He knew better than anyone what pain felt like, and yet he was pretending not to see the wounds being inflicted on me. Over arguing at this point, I squeezed my medical report into my bag. I finally learned what pain felt like. And I learned never to rely on him again.