Rebel

In a city where strength meets loyalty, Aella isn’t just any future leader—she’s the fierce Alpha-in-waiting of the Westland Pack. Raised to be a warrior queen, she’s always been the dutiful daughter, trained in the art of battle and prepared to take the throne. Yet, when her father decides to marry her off to Alpha Roman, the cruel, and mysterious Russian Alpha from an enemy pack, Aella’s spirit rebels. She bolts, and for the first time choosing freedom over anything her father has planned for her. Little does she know Roman has swapped his Alpha crown for a bounty hunter’s disguise. This is an easy feat, seeing as no one knows what he truly looks like. Roman is hot on her heels, dead-set on reclaiming what he deems rightfully his. In Aella’s quest for freedom, love and deception become twisted in a treacherous dance. Two Alphas, two worlds, and a collision course with destiny. Will Aella break free instead of being the final pawn in a deadly endgame? Or will Roman clip this little bird’s wings?

"I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie. I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this. The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot. He grabbed me by the neck, bending me over the table with my face down on the surface and my *ss high up in the air. He caressed my soft flesh with his palm. "Count," he ordered, My brows furrowed in confusion, the haze of lust so heavy in my head that my brain failed to grasp his words. The first slap landed on my *ss cheeks and I cried out. "Count," he barked. I whimpered but I nodded my head to his request. "One," I counted as the first slap came on my behind. I kept counting as he delivered blows to my now red *ss. "Good girl," he murmured as he rubbed them gently, to take away the ache. I was moist and he could sense it. Dipping his finger into my p*ssy, he confirmed how wet I was for him. "Hmm," he hummed, embarrassment slammed into me with enough force. I barely knew this man and here I was letting him possess me. I liked it. I licked my lips in anticipation of what he wished to do, his lips touched the nape of my neck and I jumped. He licked the juncture of my neck, and the pulsating nerves there responded to his touch. "You taste so sweet," he murmured as he kissed his way down my neck. "T...thank you," I managed to get out. "Let me make you mine," he says,

Alone and with no memories prior to age six, Allison has spent the last fourteen years growing up in the slums of Zalaris, the capital city of Nimairene. She has learned to steal and con the wealthy to survive, always getting away until one day her luck runs out and she is unfortunately arrested and sent to Lady Priscilla's Prison for Troubled Women with the expectation of becoming a Proper Lady of Society upon release. Spending her days in and out of solitary confinement, Allison begins to believe she will never finish her sentence on time until she is rescued by a palace guard and whisked away from her torment. Learning she is the missing princess Allisara Nimair, rightful heir to the throne, Allisara begins to uncover the secrets and dark truths surrounding her missing memories and precarious upbringing with the help of Skylard "Sky" Blackhawk, an unlikely ally in the busy Palace. Now, Allisara must navigate her new reality as a princess while she grapples with her past and potential threats to her reign. Can she manage to restore her kingdom to its former glory, or will the past return to claim the life it tried to steal all those years ago?

The rogues were hunted and killed for a long time, which is why Allison and her mother lived in hiding and moving from place to place. However, there is a place where people like Allison can live peacefully and safe from the wolves that hunt them... The Highland Valley. That's why this place became Allison's dream. She works hard to save enough money and she did. She succeeded in entering Highlan. Allison thought her life would be peaceful, but she was wrong... It turns out, that the new alpha hates rogues like her and he will do everything to eradicate them completely.

They told me I was a prize, a f*ck*ng decorative little Omega to be dressed in silk, drugged into silence, and handed over to a monster in a three-piece suit. They were f*ck*ng wrong. I didn't just leave my wedding at the altar; I left the groom gasping for air with a ceremonial dagger in his gut. I didn't run into the mountains to be saved; I ran to find a place where I could finally be as vicious as the world made me. When I collapsed on the porch of that isolated cabin in Iron Ridge, I expected to wake up in a cage, and instead, I found three Alphas who don't know when to quit. Silas thinks he can command me with that low, silver-toned growl of his. He wants to bring "order" to my life, but he’s never met a storm he couldn't control until now, while Bane is a scarred mountain of muscle who looks at me like he’s seeing a mirror of his own broken soul. He doesn't say much, but he’s the only one who doesn't flinch when I try to draw blood, and lastly, Soren is the worst of them. He meets my insults with a grin and my teeth with a warm meal. He thinks his charm can melt the ice I’ve spent a lifetime building. Now, the drugs they used to keep me submissive are wearing off, and a rebound heat is clawing its way out of my throat. I’m toxic, I’m feral, and I’m half-tempted to tear them all apart just to see if they’ll bleed. My past is hunting me, and the f*ck*ng High Alpha wants his "property" back. But if he thinks he’s taking me back to that cage, he’s going to have to go through three Alphas who have forgotten how to follow the rule and one f*ck*ng Omega who has finally learned how to bite. They wanted a doll, but can they handle a f*ck*ng rebellious Omega wolf?

Vera’s heart raced as Nero backed her into a corner, his gaze piercing through her defenses. “Why do you keep defying me, Vera?” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. She tried to push him away, but his grip on her wrist was firm. “I won’t be owned by you, Nero.” A slow, wicked smile spread across his face. “Is that so?” His hand slid around her waist, pulling her flush against him. The heat of his body seeped through her clothes, making it hard to think. Before she could protest, his lips crushed against hers, hungry and demanding. She wanted to resist, but the intensity of his kiss broke down her resolve. Her hands, instead of pushing him away, clung to his shoulders, pulling him closer. When he finally pulled back, they were both breathless. “You can pretend all you want,” Nero whispered, his breath hot against her ear, “but you can’t deny what’s between us.” Vera’s heart pounded, knowing he was right, and hating herself for how badly she wanted him. *********** Vera’s life takes a dark turn when she’s thrust into the dangerous world of mafia lord Nero Falcone. Forced into a twisted bond, their fiery clashes ignite a passionate, undeniable connection. But as rival factions close in and secrets unravel, Vera must decide if she can trust Nero or if their intense love will be the death of them both. In the end, love and loyalty are put to the ultimate test.

Warning: This book contains mature and dark content, including but not limited to explicit language, sexual content, and sensitive themes. When Nina's longtime friend Ryan suggests they date and she turns him down, he cruelly declares her 'unlovable.' Shocked and hurt, Nina, who never put much thought into love but always believed it would find her, is devastated. Refusing to accept Ryan's judgment, she decides she won't go through life without experiencing a truly amazing kiss. So, armed with a list of the best kissers on campus—compiled from the advice of countless girls—Nina sets her sights on the number one spot: Noah Sinclair, the college's most popular guy. Join Nina on her quest for the perfect kiss as she navigates the ups and downs of friendship, love, and finding herself.

Marie Hunter expresses gratitude for her brother's ascension as Alpha, preferring to avoid the responsibilities of being Luna. She relishes her life—having a crush, a best friend, and a loving family. However, Alpha Arlo, the leader of a rival pack, enters her life, altering its course. Arlo claims Marie as his own, but she rejects the idea of destined mates. Determined to prove her independence, Marie challenges societal expectations. Unfazed, Alpha Arlo initiates a strategic game known as 'The Alpha's Snare.'

Charlie, a drunk detective with dark past. Killian, Leader of the Irish Mafia in NYC. After sharing Christmas together, they shared a night, a drunk one. with no memory, either of them. When the don't care about anything and decide to have a relationship, the worse of all happens, Killian's Mom comes to town, Charlotte finds out she's pregnant and once she tells Killian will he accept it? Or will he throw them out? will there love and desire towards each other be bigger than anything they have faced But when Charlie's and Killian's past catches up to them, can they survive? will they fight off their pasts to be with each other? Killian the boss of the mafia, Charlie, lead Detective on the Killian Taylor case.

Half a million dollars. A deep voice echoed across the room, making heads turn. ---------------------- Ava Monroe’s life changed the night she was sold to the highest bidder only to discover the man who bought her was the same one she ran away from years ago. Cassian Blackwell. A Billionaire, Ruthless and Furious. He says it’s just a contract. She knows it’s a trap. But what he doesn’t know. Ava isn’t the same woman he once loved. And she’s not here for forgiveness. She’s here for revenge.