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,

The room fell silent for a moment. He released my face from his grip and started pacing around the room before, suddenly he stopped and started studying me, his gaze piercing. Then, he crouched down again in front of me, his face inches from mine. "You want to save your father?" he asked calmly. I nodded desperately. "You will work for me," he said, standing up and stepping back. "As a maid in my mansion. One year of service without pay, whenever I want a taste of that body I'll get it and you can't refuse" I hesitated for a moment, I was so disgusted, he wants to have his way with me, how can I say yes to this? He would fully access me for a year? One year of being at his beck and call of been a s*x slave to this devil? ******* Rafael Marino, infamously known as "The devil" is a merciless mob boss forged in the brutal ways of his father, Vincenzo Marino. Claire Miller, a struggling stripper, is just trying to make ends meet while caring for her alcoholic father. Their worlds collide when her father, in a drunken stupor, steals $1.5 million from Rafael's club and promptly loses it to a group of thieves. Rafael, who had a recent run-in with Claire and was rebuffed, sees the perfect opportunity for revenge, with her father nearly beaten half to death she is forced to accept the job of a maid, spending a year at the ruthless mob boss' mansion, the big question is will she survive the devil and his family's heat or be family's turning point against a much bigger threat?

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?

In the neon-drenched shadows of Ashmark, survival is a brutal game—and seventeen-year-old Rian Kane has mastered the art of staying invisible. Abandoned by the foster system and hunted by the city’s unseen dangers, she’s a ghost among the alleyways. But the night she uncovers the horrifying truth about herself—she’s a werewolf, cursed to transform without a pack—her carefully crafted life shatters. Now marked as prey by those who hunt Lone Wolves, Rian is thrust into an underground world of outcasts. This fragile network, led by the enigmatic Ash and the fiercely loyal Zara, is her last refuge. Together, they’ve forged an alliance to survive the city’s cutthroat streets. But when a vengeful werewolf leader sets their sights on the group, Rian is forced to confront the legacy of her bloodline—a curse that once fractured the werewolf world and could do so again. As rivalries ignite and danger closes in, Rian faces a choice she never wanted: keep running, or take a stand for the city that’s never shown her mercy. To save the pack she’s come to call family, Rian must embrace the power she fears most—and decide whether her curse is her downfall or her weapon.

Helaine Fairgrieve wasn't sure what to do when her rent was raised suddenly, until her long time acquaintance, Evan DuRosier, offered her a solution that would benefit the both of them. Helaine travels to his apartment in the less than reputable art district of the city to indulge his less than conventional desires, only to learn that he's keeping a dark secret. She's has never been in handcuffs before, much less bound and suspended from a man's ceiling while he pours hot wax on her sensitive skin. She isn't sure what's more frightening, the knife gliding across her skin, or the fact that she loves every pulse-pounding second of it. BDSM is normally based on a foundation of trust; lacking that, Evan and Helaine's relationship begins as something of a transactional nature, until she discovers that his lust for blood is more than just a fetish. What will she do when she discovers the truth about his Vampirism? What will she do when faced with a dark secret about herself, that could put the whole world in jeopardy?

Caught between two worlds, Aiden is half-human, half-Serakyn, and feared by both. After the mysterious death of his father, he becomes the target of his power-hungry half-sister, Zara, who once shared a deep bond with him. As Aiden joins a rebellion against tyranny, he must confront the dark truth about his bloodline and fight for his survival against a family torn apart by betrayal and ambition. Will he be able to save Zara from her own darkness, or will ambition consume them both?

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.'

Shifter Adele Fleurgriffe knows addiction too well—drugs, danger, even the vampire who tempts her more than any high ever could. Escaping a blood slave ring was the first step toward reclaiming her life, but staying clean and proving herself as a guest of the Huntsville Pack is harder than she ever imagined. Especially when her past refuses to stay buried. When bodies start turning up, all signs point to unfinished business—her unfinished business. Someone is hunting her, and if she’s not careful, she’ll be back in chains… or worse. Vampire Davian Sanglante walked away from Adele once, knowing he was the worst kind of poison for her. But she keeps showing up, challenging his resolve, and proving him wrong. If she knew the monster lurking beneath his skin, she’d never look at him the same way again. The problem? Every time he sees her, his control slips. And if he’s not careful, she won’t survive what’s coming for her—or what’s coming for him.

They came in the middle of the night. Voices harsh, threatening. This wasn't supposed to happen. They had the wrong person. The weight of being an outcast, of being unwanted weighed down my tired and sore body. The horror of what they were doing numbed my brain, leaving a black space where thoughts of fight or flight should be but ceased to exist. Fear and terror eclipsed my heart, seizing my body, pulling me down further. Too bad the Cougars were out patrolling that morning... They don't care for Howlers like me.