R.E Joice

Nathaniel King had it all: fame, a racing empire, and the "perfect" life. Until a brutal crash left him paralyzed and the world left him for dead. Now, the "Sun King" is a monster hiding in a darkened mansion, fueled by bitterness and a thirst for revenge against the best friend and fiancée who betrayed him while he was in a coma. ​Ava Bennett is at rock bottom. With forty-three dollars in her bank account and an eviction notice on her door, she doesn't have the luxury of fearing Nathaniel’s rage. She needs the paycheck; he needs a nurse who won't flinch at his scars. ​The deal is simple: She manages his vitals; he pays her rent. But Ava isn't like the others. She doesn't offer pity, and she won't be bullied. As she begins to poke holes in his darkness, Nathaniel realizes that the only thing more dangerous than his past is the woman currently invading his future. ​The King is broken. But the Queen of his ruins is about to show him how to fight back.

“I, Future Alpha Jax, reject you, Elena, as my fated mate. A pack needs a Luna who commands respect—not a fat burden who can’t even shift.” ​Elena had spent her entire life working herself to the bone in the Mooncrest kitchens, enduring the cruel whispers of her pack because of her curves. She thought her twenty-first birthday would change everything. She thought her fated mate would finally see her worth. ​Instead, her mate is the future Alpha—and he publicly rejects her in front of the entire pack. ​The humiliation doesn’t end there. In a cruel twist of fate, Jax turns around and claims Elena’s slender, manipulative sister, Sienna, as his chosen mate. Broken-hearted and physically weakened by the severed bond, Elena is forced to watch her own sister step into the life that was meant to be hers. ​Realizing the Mooncrest Pack will destroy her if she stays, Elena runs into a torrential storm, collapsing on the borders of neutral territory. She expects to die. ​Instead, she wakes up in the stronghold of the Shadow Obsidian Pack, wrapped in luxury and staring into the piercing eyes of Alpha Cassian—the most ruthless, feared, and powerful Alpha in the territory. ​Cassian doesn't see a burden. He sees a resilient, brilliant woman with a fire that matches his own. And as the full moon rises, a terrifying truth is revealed...

She ran into a chapel to escape a nightmare—and stumbled straight into a billionaire’s vow. Twenty-year-old Emily Zack is desperate. Pregnant after a wild, masked one-night stand with a stranger, she is running from her parents, who are determined to take her baby and force her into a life she never wanted. All Emily wants is to keep her child and sketch her breathtaking fashion designs in peace. But when she hides behind the heavy double doors of a grand chapel, the latch gives way. Emily falls backward, crashing straight into the high-society wedding of the century. The bride has just stood up the groom. The chapel is in chaos. And a dazed, concussed Emily—who happens to be wearing white—blurts out *"I do"* to a priest who doesn't know any better. Enter Matthew Rice: cold, calculated, and the most powerful billionaire CEO in the city. To save his family empire from a catastrophic PR disaster, he takes the witty, unbothered stranger by the hand and claims her as his wife. Matthew vows to protect her and her unborn child, presenting a united front to his elite family. He is icy, brooding, and strictly business—yet he anticipates her every midnight craving, shields her from her past, and drops her off at university in high-end luxury cars just to show the world she belongs to him. Slowly, his frozen heart begins to melt for the free-spirited girl who lights up his darkest days. But as the bump grows and a beautiful baby is born, a striking resemblance triggers a shocking suspicion. Matthew demands a secret DNA test, only to uncover a breathtaking truth: The stranger from the masquerade night—the biological father of Emily's baby—isn't a ghost from her past. He’s the husband she accidentally married.

He needs a fake fiancée to satisfy his dying father’s wish. She needs cash to save her sister. It’s a flawless business transaction… until the ice begins to melt. ​Alistair Morgan is a forty-two-year-old billionaire with a heart made of winter. He doesn't do romance, he doesn't do drama, and he certainly doesn't do marriage. But when his terminally ill father issues a desperate Christmas ultimatum—bring home a future bride or lose his legacy—Alistair is forced to do the unthinkable: put out an audition for a temporary fiancée. ​Enter Dahlia Thorne. ​She isn't a docile socialite or a starlet looking for a payday. She’s a brilliant accountant, stands eye-to-eye with him in lethal heels, and possesses a sharp tongue that could cut glass. Dahlia is an orphan fighting to fund her sister’s life-saving medical treatments, and she has zero time for Alistair’s grumpy billionaire routine. She needs the money; he needs the asset. ​But when they arrive at the Morgan is family’s snowy estate, the spreadsheet goes out the window. Between sharing a single bed, dodging a vengeful ex-girlfriend who vastly underestimated Dahlia's claws, and navigating a very real, unexpected warmth, the lines of their contract begin to blur. ​Alistair thought he hired a docile placeholder. Instead, he got a woman who refuses to bow to his icy demands. This Christmas, Alistair is about to learn that love isn’t something you can audit and that some flowers thrive in the coldest conditions