Dramatic

My mate rejected me in front of four hundred wolves. So I claimed the Lycan King instead. It was supposed to be a joke. When an Alpha rejects a girl in public, the old law lets her name a second mate, and the pack gets to laugh at her twice. Nobody has been accepted in a hundred years. So I looked past every boy in Hollowpine, straight at the most dangerous man alive, and said his name. Adrian Sterling, sovereign of every pack on the continent, stood up while four hundred wolves went to their knees. "Accepted," he said. "Mine." Now the man who threw me away has to bow to me. The court gives me eighty-six days to shift, or I'm exiled as a pretender. I've never had a wolf. But I have something nobody else has: when I heal, I can see every mate bond as a thread. True ones shine silver. And half the marriages in the King's court are gold. Forged. The King has a secret of his own. Lycan kings without a mate go feral before thirty-three. He's thirty-one, and he chains himself in a tower every full moon. The only thing that quiets him is me.

"Sign it," he said. Three years of marriage ended with a line and a pen that trembled in her hand. It wasn't the papers that hurt—it was the way he didn't even flinch when she did. Amelia Hart walked out of his penthouse that night with nothing but a suitcase and a broken heartbeat. She'd given Daniel Sterling everything—her love, her identity, her silent devotion—only to be discarded the moment she became inconvenient. But when the empire he built begins to fall, when the cold CEO who never looked back suddenly needs the woman he threw away, he returns with the same hands that once let her go, now reaching for what he destroyed. Only this time, there's a clause he didn't read…

Fight between Alphas Today was our sixteenth birthday and of all the days my brother Alpha Ryker had to call an Alpha meeting on his twin sister’s birthday. To say we were p*ss*d off was an understatement. Arial and I watched from the upstairs window as Alpha’s from all over filed out of their cars before being greeted by our father and Ryker. My twin sister Arial hated the meetings just as much as me. It was one thing being twins, it was another being Lycan hybrid twins, and we always found that we copped the most stares. Once we came of age and didn’t get our wolves or shift, we knew we differed from our brother. Our mother was a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess, therefore, so are we. Our brother inherited most of our father’s traits, he shifted when he was twelve and was what we call an early bloomer, but he didn’t share my mother’s Hybrid gene. Yes, he was a direct descendant like us, but for some reason he only received certain traits while my sister and I were exactly like our mother. We had no wolves and were half vampire and half Lycan. We were both saddened when we didn't get our wolves. Ryker always spoke of how much he loved his wolf growing up. But we still had each other. Being twins means you always have another half, a best friend for life, and my sister and I were incredibly close. So close, my mother sometimes had trouble telling us apart, the only giveaway being that our scents were different slightly.

Bir korse her şeyi değiştirir. Damian Steele bunu beklemiyordu. Nicole, onun asistanı; kesinlikle dokunulmaz bir kadın. Ama bir an her şey yolundayken, bir sonraki anda Damian onun vücudundan berbat bir korsenin kesip çıkarmaktadır. Yıllardır ona karşı bir tutku beslemiştir, ama artık bunu görmezden gelemez. Onu istiyor. Ona ihtiyacı var. Ve hiçbir şeyin yoluna çıkmasına izin vermeyecektir. Nicole Avery, berbat eski kocasından bir türlü tamamen kurtulamıyor gibi görünüyor. İhtiyacı olan son şey, başka bir zehirli adama aşık olmaktır. Ama patronunun ona olan arzusu artık görmezden gelinemez hale geldiğinde, onun dokunuşuna kendini bırakır. Belki de arkadaşı haklıdır. Yaralı egosunu yatıştırmak ve eski kocasına orta parmağını göstermek için zararsız bir kaçamaktan daha iyi ne olabilir ki? Bay Steele’in nasıl biri olduğunu biliyor, yani diğer kadınlar gibi onun cazibesine kapılmayacak… değil mi?

"She shattered his $400,000 Bentley window with a motorcycle helmet to save a dying stranger. He publicly declared no charges would be pressed—then tracked her down to claim his debt in person." Astrid Sterling thought she was dealing with an arrogant billionaire who held a petty grudge. What she didn’t know was that she was suffering from a rare, silent memory disorder. Her mind had rewound seven years into the past—back to when she was nineteen, back before she ever laid eyes on Alexander Vance. She had forgotten their painful breakup. She had forgotten the bitter five years apart. And most of all, she had forgotten that across those five long years, Alexander had boarded a flight to Milan twenty-seven times—crossing eight thousand miles of stormy skies over and over, just to breathe the same air as the woman who broke his heart. When Astrid wakes up seeing him as a complete stranger, Alexander makes a ruthless, desperate gamble. Instead of reminding her of the pain that tore them apart, he erases the five-year split entirely. He rewrites their history, stepping into her life not as a discarded ex, but as the lover she never left. Sitting by her hospital bed, he tells her a story: of a fearless nineteen-year-old girl who once rode a motorcycle two hundred miles through a midnight blizzard to drag him out of a mangled car crash, saving his leg and his life. Moved to tears, Astrid looks into his red-rimmed eyes and whispers, "Your girlfriend must have loved you so much." Her words shatter the cold, untouchable billionaire. Choking back a sob, Alexander pulls her against his chest: "Yeah... You loved me so d*mn much." Her amnesia was silent, but his love was deafening.

[Urgently Need Breastmilk. Compensation Negotiable.] Eileen Sharp used to be a straight-A student with a bright future until she met her ex-boyfriend and became pregnant. Now a single mother, Eileen needed a second job to make ends meet. Eileen laughed. This was either a joke or a forty-year-old man with a weird kink. She wanted to scroll away, but she had bags of breastmilk in the fridge, and money was tight. Did it matter what the old man did with it, anyway? She risked getting kidnapped. The moment she saw him, she was dazzled. . Billionaire Dominic Presley was engaged to Hollywood’s sweetheart. He had all the money in the world, but it couldn’t buy his infant son formula he could keep down. His fiancé would rather die than breastfeed, choosing to go on a trip instead of staying with their son. Dominic needed a miracle. It was a sweet angel with bags of breastmilk in her arms. The attraction was instant. Can Dominic ignore his growing attraction to Eileen to save his engagement? This woman would save his son, but she was the forbidden fruit he couldn’t refuse. This wouldn’t end well, he knew. Eileen knew her time with him was short. She was her boss. She hated herself for lusting after a taken man. But she hated herself more for wishing the crying little boy was her own. She loved him at first sight, more than his gorgeous father. And she wished she would never part. Can she leave when the time comes? Or will she steal the family she dreams of?

Four years ago, my twin and I planned to run away from the pack together. She never showed up, so I took off alone. Since then, I often venture near the borders to check if I would see her, but I've had no luck. Just when I decide to disappear and never go near the pack again, I meet my mate. He's none other but Alpha Jett, the new leader of the Night Storm. The same pack that I escaped from. I'm not under any illusion that he could make me Luna of the pack he snatched from my monster of a father. Not even when he willingly reunites me with my twin. But when I attempt to reject him to be free from the bond, I did not expect to get labeled defiant and be thrown in prison. Then, his Luna-to-be tries to kill me. Now, the full moon has passed, which means waiting another twenty-eight days for Alpha Jett to reject me so I can be free from the bond. I refuse to wait in prison and be tormented by the scent of my fated mate on the she-wolf who tried to kill me. So I plan another escape. With help from those whom I believe are on my side, I gain my freedom again. When the time comes for us to break the bond, Alpha Jett will find me. He always does. But one of us will die before I let him take me captive again to his accursed pack.

The runt. The reject. The girl with a wolf too small to ever fight, too fragile to ever matter. But when Jolie Rys is cast out of her pack, fate delivers her into the arms of Ryder Kane—the ruthless alpha of the Iron Fang biker wolves. Ryder is everything she's been taught to fear: leather-clad, ink-stained, and dangerous enough to kill without hesitation. Yet his wolf claims her the second their eyes meet. His pack wants strength, and she is anything but strong. Still, Ryder refuses to let her go. In a world where wolves live and die by power, can the weakest wolf become the mate of the most feared alpha alive? Or will Ryder's enemies destroy her before she learns the truth about her own hidden strength? One thing is certain: once Ryder calls her his, no one touches her and lives.

“She was supposed to be a substitute. Now, she’s the one person he can’t live without.” Solana shifted at age five. A cursed, ancient wolf stirred in her body and for that, she was punished. Fed wolfsbane. Beaten down. Now, she’s a dying girl in a borrowed dress, replacing her sister as the bride of the Demon Alpha. Alpha Roman Stone feels nothing. His five senses have been muted for forever. His curse makes sure of that. Every Alpha in his bloodline dies before thirty unless they produce an heir. But Roman can’t even get aroused. Until her. The weak omega with the haunted eyes. The one he was never supposed to want. The moment he touches her... he comes alive. But she’s dying. And his bloodline is running out of time. And if he falls for her, he might lose everything.

I caught my boyfriend cheating with my best friend on our anniversary. To get revenge, I had a one-night stand with a dangerously handsome stranger at the bar. I thought I'd never see him again. Until I walked into the office on Monday and he was sitting in the CEO's chair. Julian Vane. My billionaire boss. Cold, possessive, and now he won't let me go. He says that one night wasn't enough. He wants me in his office. In his bed. Every night. He offers me a deal: Be his fake girlfriend to escape an arranged marriage, and he'll give me the promotion I deserve. But what started as a contract is turning into something real and obsessive. My ex wants me back. My boss wants to own me. And the biggest secret of all? That one night... left consequences I never expected. Will I become the CEO's obsession, or will his possessive love destroy us both?