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She came to audit his family. He hired her to pretend to love him. Wren Calloway has one contract, one false name and one rule: do not feel anything. Gideon Hale has one deadline and one secret he does not know he is sitting on. Someone in Hale Tower is lying. The longer she looks, the less sure she is that it is him.

Noah Bennett thought his life couldn't get any worse. After losing his job and discovering that his ex-girlfriend has betrayed him with the very man who ruined his career, he accepts an unexpected offer from Sophie Carter—the quiet coffee-shop owner he's been secretly falling for. The deal is simple: pretend to be her boyfriend for one night. But Sophie isn't who Noah thinks she is. Behind her modest lifestyle is a secret powerful enough to shake one of the wealthiest families in the city. As Noah is pulled deeper into Sophie's world, he uncovers lies, old rivalries, and betrayals that were never meant to reach him. What started as a fake relationship soon becomes impossible to separate from reality. And when Sophie's true identity is finally revealed, Noah must decide whether he can trust the woman who changed his life... or whether she has been hiding the truth from him all along.

Little wolf, for your mistakes. You are gonna work as my slave from now onwards, agreed?" His gruff voice questioned. I gulped and quickly nodded my head in response. Not that I have a say or can refuse him anyways. My name is Serena. A weak and clumsy she-wolf, my clumsiness landed me in trouble with the CEO of the company I work for and now I will have to pay for my sins. But if only I knew working as his slave will turn out to be the greatest thing that ever happened to me, I wouldn't have been so scared of him in the first place. If only I knew the moon goddess was just trying to change me through him, I couldn't have ran away one day to infuriate him. Mr. Zed Williams is a well-known billionaire werewolf CEO all over Los Angeles. His fashion company is literally the best. He is hot, I mean smoking hot, he doesn't give a sh*t about the opposite gender. He dislikes the opposite gender a lot, for reasons best known to him. He got p*ss*d off by the newest female employee in his empire and now he is going to make her regret ever stepping on his toes. But if only he knew making her his slave was the goddess's way to change him, would he or would he have not made her his slave?

Five years ago, Alpha Gideon Nightshade rejected Elara Demlow in front of their pack. Wolf-less, humiliated, and unwanted, Elara did the only thing she could. She left. Now she has a life in the human world, a career she fought for, and absolutely no intention of ever returning to the pack that treated her like she was worthless. Until Gideon shows up at her door. A mysterious curse is killing his people, and somehow, Elara may be the only person capable of stopping it. Going back means facing the wolves who once looked down on her. The Elders who still don't want her there. And worst of all, the mate who rejected her—only to discover that the bond between them isn't nearly as dead as she believed. But something about the curse doesn't make sense. Elara can see things no one else can. Strange markings appear before her eyes. A power she doesn't understand is beginning to awaken inside her. And the deeper she digs into the deaths, the clearer it becomes that her return to the Nightshade Pack may not have been a coincidence. Someone wanted her gone five years ago. Someone may still want her dead. And this time, Elara refuses to run. Because Gideon isn't the only one who has changed. And the wolf-less girl they cast aside may be far more dangerous than any of them ever imagined.

Rule #1: Never hook up with your boss. Rule #2: Especially when you think it’s just a game… and he’s playing for keeps. I am unfiltered, loud, and allergic to corporate seriousness. When I caught a gorgeous, buttoned-up stranger giving me a judgmental side-eye at a crowded nightclub, I wrote him off as an uptight snob. Then Monday arrived. The arrogant snob? Julian Sterling—the brilliant, terrifyingly composed new Vice President. And my department’s biggest boss. He’s everything I usually avoid: pristine suits, cold precision, and steel-tight control. But after one late-night drive and a dangerously heated glance across a boardroom, I decide that breaking through his icy armor might just be the most fun I’ve ever had. A strictly casual, no-strings-attached arrangement. Simple, right? JULIAN I pride myself on two things: absolute discipline and zero distractions. Until Scarlett Vance stormed into my office. She’s a vibrant hurricane in short skirts and sharp comebacks. She breaks every rule I live by, tests every ounce of my restraint, and treats our late-night encounters like a game. She thinks we’re just reckless colleagues sharing a secret behind closed doors. She thinks she’s the one pulling the strings. What Scarlett doesn't realize is that I don't do casual—and now that I’ve tasted her, I have no intention of ever letting her go. "A high-heat, laugh-out-loud workplace romance packed with fiery banter, shameless flirting, and a possessive hero who will burn the world down just to keep his girl."

Elara Veyne has spent nineteen years being the wolf nobody can smell. In a world where every werewolf has a scent that reveals their identity, rank, and sometimes their bloodline, Elara has none. She has never shifted, never understood why she is different, and has spent her life believing she was simply born wrong. Then the Moon Choosing Ceremony changes everything. Kael Draven, the feared Alpha of the Northern Territories, arrives at Elara's pack expecting an ordinary political visit. Instead, the moment he sees her, his wolf claims her as his mate. There's only one problem. He can't smell her. As Kael searches for answers, Elara discovers that her adoptive brother Damon has spent nineteen years hiding the truth about her parents. They didn't abandon her. They died protecting her. And her missing scent wasn't a defect. It was a secret. A secret tied to the Duskborn, an ancient bloodline believed to have been wiped out generations ago. Now someone has found her. With dangerous Alphas gathering, old grudges resurfacing, and nightmares connecting Elara and Kael in ways neither can explain, Elara must uncover what her parents died to protect before the people who hunted her bloodline find her first. Because the most dangerous thing about Elara Veyne isn't that she has no scent. It's what she's been hiding all along.

Nikolai. Braxton. Derik. Three alphas who have pledged to protect the humans in their territory. All they ask in return is one night with the virgins of the villages, one night to take them under the blood moon and complete the ritual. This year is Lorelai’s turn. A winter born, cursed—or blessed—with powers rarely seen, Lorelai has been shunned by the other villagers her whole life. Once she’s taken to the wolves’ mansion, she takes matters into her own hands. After all, what if one night just isn’t enough?

“I, Logan Carter, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack.” I could feel my heart breaking. Leon was howling inside me, and I could feel his pain. She was looking right at me, and I could see the pain in her eyes, but she refused to show it. Most wolves fall to their knees from pain. I wanted to fall to my knees and claw at my chest. But she didn’t. She was standing there with her head held high. She took a deep breath and closed her wonderful eyes. “I, Emma Parker of the Crescent Moon Pack, accept your rejection.” When Emma turns 18, she is surprised that her mate is the Alpha of her pack. But her happiness about finding her mate didn't last long. Her mate rejected her for a stronger she-wolf. That she-wolf hates Emma and wants to get rid of her, but that isn't the only thing Emma has to deal with. Emma finds out that she is not an ordinary wolf and that there are people who want to use her. They are dangerous. They will do everything to get what they want. What will Emma do? Will her mate regret rejecting her? Will her mate save her from the people around them?

"An...thony... Please save me... I'm dying..." While my fiancé was walking down the aisle with my sister, I was here, soaked in blood, gasping for breath, and fighting for not only my life, but that of our unborn baby. "Don't be petty, Sophie. Are you doing this to make me stop the wedding?" "Let's talk when I get back." Then the line went dead... My heart stopped with it. When I opened my eyes, I was back to four years ago when everything started. The day I got engaged to Anthony. Then I saw him... His uncle. The man who held my cold body and cried desperately after my death. Why was my death so personal to him? The question rang in my head. There was only one way to find out and also get my revenge on everyone... Marry him...

“You’re blushing,” Ethan murmured, stepping in close, voice like silk and sin. “I’m not,” I snapped, even as my breath hitched. His fingers brushed my jaw. “Liar. Your skin gives you away every time.” I tried to step back, but my body didn’t move. It leaned into his heat, into the pull I kept denying. “You hate me, remember?” I whispered. His lips barely grazed mine. “Then why do your eyes beg me to kiss you?” *************** After being betrayed by her fiancé who got her sister engaged to him, Olivia is humiliated and heartbroken. Olivia thinks nothing could hurt worse. Until her family gives her an ultimatum: Marry in five days, or be forced to wed a man who can’t even speak. Why? Because her younger sister can’t walk down the aisle first—it’s “shameful” if the eldest daughter isn’t married. When a cocky, infuriating stranger shows up with a marriage proposal, things get messy fast. What starts as a contract to save face turns into something far more dangerous: undeniable chemistry, scorching tension, and a slow burn that refuses to stay under control. In five days, everything could fall apart for Olivia or turn into the beginning of something real.

Billionaire CEO Julian Hawthorne runs his life—and his romantic conquests—by the entries in a private, meticulous journal. But when his business comes under threat from his estranged father, he needs a Personal Assistant who won’t fall for his money, his charm, or him. Enter Sloane Carter. Brilliant, broke, and fiercely independent, Sloane accepts a job she didn’t apply for because she has no choice. She vows to manage Julian’s life, not his women—and definitely not her own growing attraction. But as secrets surface and the lines blur, Sloane discovers the journal that keeps Julian’s heart locked tight. To secure her future, she may have to destroy the system he uses to avoid love—and risk becoming the one woman he can’t manage.

My sin was being born with my twin sister Savannah, causing my mother’s death, and “stealing” part of the gift the Goddess had given Savannah. Hated by my father, humiliated, hidden away in my own pack, I became someone with no name, no identity… just my twin’s double. Until the day an accident left her in a coma, and I was forced once again to take her place, only this time somewhere even more dangerous. My father sent me to HighMoon Academy, where the elite forces are trained, and I’m supposed to serve Lycan Prince Aurelius. That arrogant, rude, savage wolf. Savannah’s dream was to claw her way to the throne. Mine… is to find my freedom. This time, I’m not following my father’s plans. So I ensured my absence. I thought that would get me off the prince's radar. Until the night I end up pinned against the Academy’s cold walls, his dangerous wolfish eyes burning into me with anger, one hand on my chin and the other on my waist. “Do you really think pretending you don’t care is going to save you?” he growled against my lips, sending shivers of pleasure racing through my whole body. I wasn’t going to back down from him. We were both hiding dark secrets, playing a game so dangerous it could destroy us… or bind us together forever. “Because I’m not who you think I am, Lycan prince, and the real Savannah will be back soon.”

She ran into a chapel to escape a nightmare—and stumbled straight into a billionaire’s vow. Twenty-year-old Emily Zack is desperate. Pregnant after a wild, masked one-night stand with a stranger, she is running from her parents, who are determined to take her baby and force her into a life she never wanted. All Emily wants is to keep her child and sketch her breathtaking fashion designs in peace. But when she hides behind the heavy double doors of a grand chapel, the latch gives way. Emily falls backward, crashing straight into the high-society wedding of the century. The bride has just stood up the groom. The chapel is in chaos. And a dazed, concussed Emily—who happens to be wearing white—blurts out *"I do"* to a priest who doesn't know any better. Enter Matthew Rice: cold, calculated, and the most powerful billionaire CEO in the city. To save his family empire from a catastrophic PR disaster, he takes the witty, unbothered stranger by the hand and claims her as his wife. Matthew vows to protect her and her unborn child, presenting a united front to his elite family. He is icy, brooding, and strictly business—yet he anticipates her every midnight craving, shields her from her past, and drops her off at university in high-end luxury cars just to show the world she belongs to him. Slowly, his frozen heart begins to melt for the free-spirited girl who lights up his darkest days. But as the bump grows and a beautiful baby is born, a striking resemblance triggers a shocking suspicion. Matthew demands a secret DNA test, only to uncover a breathtaking truth: The stranger from the masquerade night—the biological father of Emily's baby—isn't a ghost from her past. He’s the husband she accidentally married.

After Selena was forced to leave Alpha Kian's kingdom for being his second chance mate she swore to never come back, leaving her family and friends behind. Without any other choice, she leaves the pack and has to survive on her own. With no pack or family to help her, she starts over and builds up her life. When fate one day interferes and she finds herself captured by the king's men as an enemy and tossed in the castle's prison to be tortured. Can she escape without the king finding out his mate has come back to his kingdom, and keep her secrets hidden from him? When her life and the ones she cares about depend on her secrets. Is the King still the cold-hearted mate she once met a late night in the dark or has he changed?

She hasn't spoken in thirteen years. Tonight, everything she has been hiding from finds her anyway. Ayla has survived by staying invisible. No wolf. No voice. No place in the pack that took her in after her family was destroyed. She kept her head down, stayed out of the way, and asked for nothing from anyone. It worked. Until the night of her eighteenth birthday changed everything. Her wolf awakens — sharp, sarcastic, and completely unimpressed with the situation. Her first shift happens alone in the snow, the way every important moment in her life has happened. And when she returns to the packhouse, three scents wrap around her like chains she didn't agree to wear. Three doors. Three bonds. Three mates. Kael — cold, commanding, already certain the world bends to him. Ryker — dangerous, sharp-tongued, and the one who told her to find somewhere else to sleep just hours ago. Soren — quiet, watchful, and somehow the most unsettling of the three. The future Alpha, Beta, and Delta of the pack. The last wolves on earth she would have chosen. Ayla felt the bond. She understood exactly what it meant. And she made the only decision that made sense. She ran. But all three of them have her scent now. And they are already coming. She survived thirteen years of silence. Surviving them is going to be something else entirely....

"Say it like you mean it, darling," he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, "and I might stop." My mother got remarried... and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me "stepsister. " But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It's anything but brotherly. There's something wrong with them. Something not... human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they're angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don't know what they are. But I know one thing... whatever's hunting me now, I won't survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is... part of me doesn't want to escape. Because whatever they are... I crave it. And once they claim me, there's no coming back. One more thing... All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there's one in particular... One... AUTHOR'S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It's dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, "Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt. " But if this is not, then...

She was never supposed to survive the tournament. She definitely wasn’t supposed to walk out of it with two kings standing beside her. And nobody was prepared for what happened when the girl they had spent years treating like she was nothing finally stopped hiding. Two kings. One impossible bond. A tournament filled with enemies. A secret bloodline everyone thought was extinct. And a girl who has absolutely no intention of behaving like the queen everyone expects her to become. She can fight. She can see things no one else can. She can make two kings lose their minds with one sarcastic comment. And apparently… she can turn a perfectly respectable royal celebration into a full-blown clown show. But tomorrow is coming. And whatever Traci saw in those flashes is coming with it. The kingdom thinks they know who she is. They have no idea. The question isn’t whether the Last White Wolf will rise. It’s what happens when she does. The Rise of the Last White Wolf You think you know the story. You don’t. Open the book. Find out why everyone is about to learn exactly who Traci really is.

"Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by her pack, Eliza Carter vows to rise from the ashes of her shattered life. Once a cherished Alpha’s daughter, she’s now determined to reclaim her pride and make those who wronged her regret it. But fate has other plans. When Eliza severs her bond with the man who broke her, a magnetic Lycan prince steps forward—her fated mate. Bound by destiny yet scarred by betrayal, can Eliza embrace a future of strength, love, and vengeance?"

She didn't build his empire. She multiplied it — from a kitchen table at nineteen, with an algorithm no one knew was hers. He built his future without her in it. For eight years she ran his home, raised his son, and gave up her own ambitions to stand quietly beside him. Now he wants a divorce. He's already found someone who fits — polished, well-connected, the kind of woman who belongs at his table. But she has something he never accounted for: the most advanced financial algorithm in the country, registered entirely in her name. And she's done being invisible. What happens when the woman he dismissed becomes the one everyone wants?

Alpha Mason is determined to continue on with life as an Alpha alone after the betrayal of his fated mate. Focused upon his pack he allows himself to become isolated; which only becomes worse as his friends begin to settle down. The young Alpha’s friend, Jaxon is set to be married, and Mason reluctantly agrees to go out celebrating with his friends. They venture out into the human world, enjoying a few too many drinks, only to find themselves in a bar, and Mason is unable to take his eyes from one of their dancers, Gi-Gi. Mason finds an excuse to talk to the beauty as she dances, and she more than captures his attention as the night wears on. The presence of the beautiful Gianna lingers within Mason's mind, bringing the Alpha back to the bar on more than one occasion with nothing but her in mind. Could it be possible for a friendship to form between a strong and powerful Alpha and a dancer? But, is there more than meets the eye to this dancing beauty? And will the Alpha find himself hurt once again? Or could they be the key to helping one another?