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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.

In an act of defiance after her father tells her he is handing the Alpha title to her younger brother, Elena sleeps with her father’s biggest rival. However, after meeting the notorious Alpha, Elena learns he is her mate. But all isn’t as it seems. Turns out Alpha Axton was looking for her, for his own deceitful schemes to take down her father. The following morning, once clarity returns, Elena rejects Alpha Axton. Angered by her rejection, he leaks a scandalous tape to ruin her. When the tape goes live, her father shuns her from the pack. Alpha Axton believes it will force her back to him because she has nowhere else to go. Little does he know, Elena is stubborn and refuses to bow to any Alpha, especially not the man she rejected. He wants his Luna and will stop at nothing to have her. Disgusted that her own mate could betray her, she runs. There’s just one issue: Elena is pregnant, and she just stole the Alpha’s sons.

I gave my husband five years of my life, and he never once looked at me like I mattered. I wasn’t stupid. I knew about the other woman. Everyone did. But I kept telling myself that being patient was the same thing as being loved. Then one night I stopped telling myself that lie. I didn’t yell. I didn’t cry in front of him. I simply put my ring on his desk and asked for a divorce. He signed the papers so quickly it felt like he had been waiting for me to say it first. So I left. I took almost nothing. I started over with nothing but a laptop and a stubborn decision not to disappear quietly. Turns out I’m good at this. Really good. Six months later, I walk into the biggest business event of the year. The entire room goes silent. I am the person who just bought a share of his family’s company. And I am standing next to the one man he truly hates. He looks at me as if he is seeing me for the very first time. Too bad, he already had five years. Now he won’t stop showing up. He won’t stop trying. And he won’t stop looking at me like he made the worst mistake of his life… because he did. The problem is, there is another man now. A man who never made me feel invisible. A man who actually wants to know me. For the first time in my life, I get to choose. Not who gets to keep me, but who I truly want. He is about to discover that the wife he let go, no longer needs him. But, the real question is whether that truth is finally what makes him worth wanting back.

"Zero points. Zero memory. Six hundred acres of cursed land. And a mysterious power to make the deadliest plants in the world bloom for her." Willow Elmwood should be dead. Instead, she wakes from a root cocoon in the mountains with nothing—not even her past. When she's assigned the most dangerous land in the city, pressed against the killer The Briar Corridor, everyone expects her to fail. The The Briar Corridor has other plans. Now she's building a farm with mutant chickens, a scarred ex-soldier, and a dung beetle that produces miracle medicine. But her peaceful life is threatened when a familiar face arrives—the man from her forgotten past, now the most powerful soldier in the nation. Some secrets refuse to stay buried. And some farms grow more than just food.

Roxana’s life shatters immediately her stepfather drops the bomb of an arranged marriage to the city’s most feared man. D’yavol—the devil. How on earth can she cope with someone like that? She has a boyfriend and a future she’s pursuing, getting married will ruin all of that. Especially as she finds that the Kozlov family only marries virgins as a tradition. If it’s found out that the bride is not a virgin, she will face harsh consequences. And Roxana carries a huge secret, the one that’s capable of ruining her if she says it out. So she does the one thing she can think of, escaping to her boyfriend, but what she doesn't expect is the betrayal Aaron throws at her. She has no where else to go and no one to save her. Now Tristan has found her and she’s at the mercy of the very man she ran away from.

"Open wide, Golden Boy. I know you’ve been imagining sucking my c*ck in your head the entire practice." ​The cold floor of the locker room is bruising my knees, but it’s nothing compared to the grip Michael Rossi has on my hair. My mouth is stretched tight around his c*ck, my heart hammering against my ribs in a rhythm of pure, unadulterated shame. I’m the star defenseman for the Knights, the disciplined, untouchable Axel Thorne, and yet here I am, choking on the pride of my greatest enemy while he talks to me like I’m his favorite toy. ~~~~~~~ They call Michael Rossi the “Menace,” and for once, the media isn't exaggerating. He’s the jagged edge of the Rebels’ front line,a dirty, arrogant prick with a god complex. I’ve hated him since the night he stole my girlfriend just to prove he could. For eighteen months, he’s dismantled my peace, chirping in my ear and checking me into the boards with a smirk. ​Now, a viral "spite kiss" has trapped us in a PR contract. To save my career, I have to be his boyfriend. I’m supposed to play along with the man who ruined my life, but the closer I get, the more I realize the rivalry was just the beginning. ~~~~~~~ ​Axel Thorne is the "Golden Boy", disciplined, loved, and blissfully oblivious. He thinks I’m the villain who stole his girl; he doesn’t realize I only did it to see the look in his eyes. This rivalry was never about the game; it was about obsession. I’ve spent every restless night imagining how it would feel to finally claim him. ​Axel thinks we’re faking it to save our career. He’s wrong. I’m playing a game where he only wins by losing himself to me.

I was supposed to marry one brother, but I ended up in bed with the other. On the night I caught my fiancé, Marcus, cheating, I was drunk and desperate for revenge. I didn’t care that the man I dragged into that hotel room was his younger brother, Damon Chase—the charming, useless, and notoriously wicked playboy of the Northville elite. It was just revenge. Just one night. But Damon wasn’t content to be a one-night stand. He wanted to be my kept man. “I’ll be good to you, Sylvia,” he’d whisper, his sinful eyes promising pleasure he always delivered. I knew it was a game. I just didn’t know I was the prize he was so carefully plotting to win. He said he was a broke nobody, a lost cause. I was the one who handed him a check for a quarter of a million dollars as his “allowance.” I was the one who believed him when he took a bullet for me. I was the fool who fell for the playboy. Then he served me divorce papers. The game was over. He’d gotten what he wanted—half my inheritance. The passionate lover was gone, replaced by a cold, calculating stranger who told me, “We were just business.” But he forgot one thing: I am Sylvia Hart. I don’t break. I don’t run. I play for keeps. Now he’s changed his mind. He doesn’t want the money. He wants me locked in his mansion, a prisoner of my own marriage. He says he’s not letting go. But he has no idea that the woman he’s holding captive is the one who’s about to tear his whole world apart.

Her husband divorced her for his pregnant mistress. For six years, Marion Rhodes gave everything to her marriage. Then Julian Hart blamed their divorce on her inability to have children and made sure the world knew she was the barren ex-wife who wasn't good enough. Humiliated and abandoned by everyone she trusted, Marion walks away from the Hart family and returns to painting. Then billionaire heir Bastien Beaumont offers her a marriage of convenience. He needs a wife to secure his inheritance. She needs protection from the press. The rules are simple: no love, no jealousy, separate lives and an expiration date. But Bastien becomes her friend. He makes her laugh, supports her dreams and never treats her like she's broken. Soon, friendship turns into attraction. It isn't meant to be serious. They're just two friends who happen to be married, scratching an itch. Until Marion gets pregnant. The woman Julian discarded for being unable to have children is now carrying Bastien's baby. But with Julian wanting her back, Nadia determined to ruin her and their contract nearing its end, Marion has no idea whether the family she's building will survive. Their marriage was supposed to end. Then Marion fell pregnant. And fell in love.

To save her father and brothers from a certain death on the front lines, Eleanor Vance makes a desperate deal: she will become the wife of the ruthless general, Damien Sterling, the very man who orchestrated their peril. But a wedding is just a contract. Her new husband is a volatile and demanding master of a household filled with warring Mistress and a cold, calculating mother. He makes it brutally clear: she is his wife in name only, a "Madame General" without his heart. Eleanor Vance must navigate this viper's nest, trading her dreams of love for a cold, calculated fight for survival. Yet, in a world where one misstep means death, an unlikely bond begins to form. When an assassin's bullet meant for her father finds the general instead, the lines between enemy and ally, duty and desire, begin to blur. But will his dangerous obsession and her hidden past burn them both... or forge an unbreakable alliance?

Accidentally murdered the bride? Check. Forced to marry the cursed Alpha who’s lost six wives? Check. Now wearing her dress, dragged to his bed, while the pack waits outside for proof? Double check. Remi was just trying to catch her cheating boyfriend in the act. Instead, she tripped, ripped lace, and cracked a skull. Now Alpha Nero Blackwater owns her. “Bride for bride,” he growls. “You owe me a wedding… and a womb.” The curse kills his mates before dawn. Unless he plants an heir fast. But something’s wrong. What if there was never a curse at all? One night to survive. One claiming to break everything.