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Lana POV 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.

WARNING: 18+ THIS BOOK CONTAINS SENSITIVE CONTENTS SO READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. ********** EXTRACT NO. 1… "With that look in your eyes, it's clear how much you despise me. Knowing the depth of your hatred is quite enlightening. I'm truly honored," Auder remarked, crouching before me. I had failed to notice the lights being switched on, a testament to my distracted state. I flinched and instinctively moved backward, attempting to meld into the wall, all the while keeping my gaze fixed on him. I dared not glare at him, knowing he could easily end my life. He seized my jaw, forcing me to meet his gaze. "Have you suddenly lost your ability to speak? What happened to your usual defiance whenever you see me?" His grip tightened, and a low growl rumbled from his throat. "I thought we had established the rules, haven't we?” EXTRACT NO. 2..... I gazed at him lazily with those dreamy eyes of mine. I couldn't get enough of his emerald green eyes boring straight into my soul. "You have been staring, you want a taste of my lips?" I didn't mind his question and I wanted badly to know how they taste. My imaginations were running mild, "how nice can it be to have you take me to cloud 9?" I am a slave, not just a slave but AUDER's sexual slave. Won't Maverick mind knowing that I have been tossed around for two years? He is an Alpha prince and I am slave, once rejected by my mate, whatever I was dreaming was close to impossible yet the man standing before me want to turn my dream into reality. There was one obstacle and that's AUDER, he would never let me have a shot at happiness. "Don't be afraid, I am sure I can give you all the happiness in the world." I swallowed hard and before I could nod to what he said, he captured my lips and every reservation I might have had, vanished. ******* Humiliation and pain have been the order of the day for Mia Woods since she mistakenly killed her best friend, Emily, the Alpha Princess, during one of her hunts two years back. Becoming a slave to the royal family was her punishment for murdering the princess, not just a slave but a tool for amusement for the pompous soon-to-be Alpha of the Blue Avery pack, AUDER RAZA. Everything changed when a rogue billionaire prince came into the picture. Fate and love collided and a hidden secret was revealed. Who is Mia Woods? Find out in this mind blowing story of betrayal and love.

Betrayed. Rejected. Forgotten. Elvira was born to be Luna, but on the night of her mating ceremony, her step-sister takes her place, and her step brothers—Beta Eric and Beta Elijah made sure she was never seen. Branded a murderer, unworthy of love, they break her, chain her, and leave her for dead. But fate isn’t done with her yet. Elvira has one choice, stay buried in their lies or rise to destroy and take back her place.

Sandra has a new job in a new city and she’s trying to find her footing and escape her past. When her friend calls her in for help with some deliveries she thinks it’s the perfect opportunity to make some extra money. She doesn’t expect that she’ll be walking into a new adventure with three masked men who will sweep her off her feet and make her forget her old life. Midnight Embers is one of the hottest bands around. The masked singers of the group are known for their exploits with the people who flock to their concerts. Desperate to get a taste of their darkness and to learn more about the men behind the masks. King, Demon, and Lover value their privacy and secrets. Secrets that the world isn't ready to know about, like the fact that they’re not human and never have been. When Sandra stumbles onto the shoot of their latest video, she has no idea that it will change her life. That she’ll belong to them in a way that she never thought possible. She’ll be their girl, their plaything, their toy. Giving them just what they need while remembering what it means to be wanted and desired. But what happens when the mask is ripped off and her past comes calling? Will Sandra still belong to the band or will she just be another groupie, tossed to the side after the fun is over.

Avena Cross never believed in fairytales. Life taught her the hard way that love doesn't pay the bills, and dreams don’t put food on the table. As a literature student and struggling writer, she barely keeps herself and her sick father afloat, pouring every ounce of her energy into maintaining her scholarship and selling books to cover medical expenses. Damian Carter doesn’t believe in love. Cold, ruthless, and powerful, he built his billion-dollar empire by following one rule: emotions have no place in business. When his grandfather—his only family—gives him a shocking ultimatum before his supposed impending death, Damian signs a contract that goes against everything he stands for: he has three months to fall in love and get married. When fate throws them together in the most unexpected way—a fiery confrontation at a university lecture—Damian finds himself intrigued by the one woman who doesn’t fall at his feet. Avena challenges him, frustrates him, fascinates him. She’s a brilliant writer, a sharp mind, and the perfect candidate for a position he needs to fill. But what if she’s perfect for something more? When Avena’s world crumbles, and Damian presents an offer she can’t refuse—one year as his wife in exchange for more money than she’s ever dreamed of—she steps into a contract that will change everything. She swore she wouldn’t fall for him. He swore love wasn’t real. But when the lines between pretend and reality blur, when stolen glances become something deeper, and when fake kisses start feeling dangerously real… What happens when a contract becomes a promise? And what happens when breaking the rules means risking everything? Because in the end, the only thing more dangerous than signing the contract… is wanting to tear it apart.

"Will you continue to disobey me?" he asks, his gaze cool and hard. "Yes," He exhales, raises his hand, and brings it down to slap my naked a*s again... harder than before. I gasp at the impact. It hurts, but it is so hot, and s*xy. "Will you do it again?" "No," "No, what?" "No, Sir," "Best girl," he brings his lips to kiss my behind while he caresses it softly. "Now, I'm going to f*ck you," He sits me on his lap in a straddling position. We lock gazes. His long fingers find their way to my entrance and insert them. "You're soaking for me, baby," he is pleased. He moves his fingers in and out, making me moan in pleasure. "Hmm," But suddenly, they are gone. I cry as he leaves my body aching for him. He switches our position within a second, so I'm under him. My breath is shallow, and my senses are incoherent as I anticipate his hardness in me. The feeling is fantastic. "Please," I beg. I want him. I need it so badly. "So, how would you like to come, baby?" he whispers. Oh, goddess! *** Apphia's life is harsh, from being mistreated by her pack members to her mate rejecting her brutally. She is on her own. Battered on a harsh night, she meets her second chance mate, the powerful, dangerous Lycan Alpha, and boy, is she in for the ride of her life. However, everything gets complicated as she discovers she is no ordinary wolf. Tormented by the threat to her life, Apphia has no choice but to face her fears. Will Apphia be able to defeat the iniquity after her life and finally be happy with her mate? Follow for more. Warning: Mature Content

"You are my wife and you will do as I say!" "No! I'm only paid to be your wife. That doesn't really make me yours." "Is that so?" Xavier asked as he took several steps towards Amelia. His hot breath was fanning her face and her knees buckled under the weight of his gaze as he pulled her closer to him in one swift movement. "You're wrong. You are mine!" Amelia is a twenty four year old wild girl whose parents have gotten tired of her fun and games. On her twenty fourth birthday she sleeps with a perfect stranger and when she gets home she meets her parents who confess that they are in severe financial debts. Xavier Black is willing to save their company, but with one thing in return, he wants Amelia. So Amelia is married to the cold and cruel Xavier Black in return for money and helping her parents with their debts. Unknown to them, Xavier isn't marrying for love, he is marrying to give his old grandmother an heir. Will love come out of a bond formed out of necessity?

"What's that smell?" My wolf, Storm's, voice is sudden and loud, making my head throb. As soon as he speaks, the most incredible scent I’ve ever known hits my nose, sending my senses into overdrive. It's a blend of strawberries and cinnamon, instantly drawing me forward, my feet moving of their own accord. As I weave through the crowd, the smell intensifies, and suddenly, everything happens so fast that my head spins. A scent like that can only mean one thing... I’ve found my mate. The realization crashes over me just as she steps out of the packhouse, leaving me breathless. "F*ck, no!" Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no intention of changing that. This year, it’s his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball, and the last thing his wolf expects is to find his mate. What shocks him even more is discovering that his mate is 10 years younger than him—and he can’t deny the way his body reacts to her. While he tries to resist the truth of their bond, his world is thrown into chaos when his guards capture two she-wolves running through his territory. Bonnie has spent her life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her, including her own twin sister. Together with her best friend, Lilly, they hatch a plan to escape during the biggest ball of the year, hosted by another pack. But when things don’t go as planned, both girls are left feeling lost and uncertain about their futures. Once they are brought to Alpha Nicholas, he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person. Can Nicholas stop fighting with his wolf and accept a mate much younger than him? Will Bonnie want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both let go of the past and move forward together, or will fate have other plans, keeping them apart?

Ivy has spent her life as a weak, powerless omega, ignored and abused by her pack. For years, she has endured the cruelty of the future Alphas—Ronan, Kieran, and Elias—who see her as nothing more than a worthless servant. But on her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. The mate bond ties her to the very men who despise her. Instead of claiming her, the triplets reject her, leaving her to suffer the unbearable pain of the bond. Trapped in a pack that refuses to let her go, Ivy makes a desperate attempt to escape, only to be captured and labeled a traitor. “Enjoy your new home, little omega. Soon you'll be Our little s*x Slave” Kieran smirked, stepping back and closing the cell doors.

Liesl McGrath is an up-and-coming artist but for eight years she focuses on her husband as a devoted partner, adjusting her life and her career around him achieving his goal of becoming CEO by the age of thirty. Her life is perfect until her glass castle crashes down. Her husband admits to infidelity with none other than her own sister and there is a child coming. Liesl decides the best way to mend her shattered heart is by destroying the one thing he holds more important than anything else: his career. Isaias Machado is a billionaire first generation American he knows the value of hard work and doing what it takes to survive. His entire life has been geared to the moment he can take the McGrath company away from the corrupted men who once left his family homeless. When Liesl McGrath approaches the billionaire to bribe him with information set to ruin her ex-husband, Isaias Machado is chomping at the bit to take everything the McGrath’s prize including Liesl. A story of love, revenge and healing needs to start somewhere and Liesl’s pain is the catalyst to the wildest rollercoaster ride of her life. Let the bribery begin.

Things didn’t look great, not only did I lose the last piece of my life as I stared down at the foreclosure notice on my mothers house. I now had to face the realisation she will probably never come home. Watching someone wither away, knowing they were once full of life, once the biggest influence in your life and now they were reduced to skin and bone, bedsores, and a machine breathing for them as the life slowly drained out of them, bloody s*ck*d. I thought for sure that would be the hardest day of my life when they rang me to tell me there was nothing else they could do for her. Yet I still held out hope, held onto the possibility no matter how slim it was that she would return to me, just wake up like nothing happened. Scrunching up the foreclosure notice, I toss it in the bin before adjusting the box tucked under my arm. I walked to the trunk of my car dropping my mothers alcohol stash in it. I couldn’t leave it in the storage locker. No flammable liquids but I couldn’t bring myself to throw it out either, mum loved a drink. I hated that she was a drunk but now I would give anything to see her with her drink in her hand while laughing and telling me stories. Sighing, I close the trunk and hop in my car looking at my childhood home one last time before I say goodbye to this part of my life. I was truly on my own.

She was given as a gift to him. But he's heart is cold, so cold and he treats her coldly too. Her fears for him increases every day but suddenly she started feeling different. She started developing other feelings other than fears... What will happen between the master and his slave?

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."