MAUREEN ELOCHUKWU

On the night of the Offering, seven girls stood trembling in white. Only a handful would be chosen. The rest would be discarded forgotten. Selene never expected to stand out. She was just another winter-born girl, cursed by whispers and feared by her own village. She thought she would be overlooked, left behind, free. But when the Alphas arrived, three rulers with power in their veins and hunger in their eyes—they didn’t glance at the others. They all looked at her. One wanted to break her. One wanted to worship her. One wanted to keep her forever. And instead of fighting over her, they did the unthinkable. They chose her together. Now Selene belongs to three Alphas who share nothing but their burning need for her. Desired, consumed, torn between their ruthless dominance and sinful devotion, she becomes the girl no one expected the one they’ll fight for, bleed for, and ruin kingdoms for. She was supposed to be an offering. But Instead, she became their obsession. their every night s*x toy. Three Alphas. One girl. No escape.

Rose Harper has always lived in the shadow of her mother's scandalous past, a reputation that haunts her every step. When a drunken night leads to a compromising photo in the hands of her longtime bully, Victor Hale, Rose finds herself trapped in a web of blackmail. Victor, fueled by deep-seated resentment over his father's affair with Rose's mother which led to his father’s death, forces her into servitude cleaning his house and serving at his elite parties. of forbidden attraction ignite between them, blurring the lines between hatred and desire.

One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously s*xy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn’t believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there’s something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called “personal omega.” He thinks I’m weak, fragile, breakable… but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he’s starting to suspect I’m not who I say I am. Because I’m not just Christy, the omega. I’m a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.