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She’s chaos. He’s control. And the war starts at ‘I do.’ What happens when a bad girl and a good boy get married? MRS. BAD AND MR. INNOCENT She lives for parties. He lives for books. She loves trouble. He craves peace. She thinks love is a joke. He believes it’s sacred. She’s chaos. He’s order. She’s sin. He’s innocence. And now… they’re husband and wife. When Nessa Stevens, the spoiled billionaire’s daughter, pushes her father too far, he gives her a brutal choice: marry the man I pick, or lose your inheritance. Annoyed, she dares him to find her a husband. Big mistake. Because the man he chooses is Aaron Amahle—the quiet, responsible nerd she once bullied in high school. He’s the last person she wants. And now seems to be the only one she can’t escape.

Chloe’s POV: The Ice Queen ​“It was just a dare. Sixty seconds of pressing my lips to a scholarship nobody to keep my crown. I walked toward him with a camera at my back and enough disgust in my throat to choke on. Elias was ‘The Ghost’—the boy whose thrift-store hoodies and silent stares made my skin crawl. He was beneath me. He was social suicide. ​But when I kissed him, the world didn’t end. It caught fire. ​One night of impulsive, frantic mistakes in the back of a car was supposed to be my dark secret. I was supposed to wake up, wash the taste of him off my tongue, and go back to being perfect. But now, every time I see him in the hallway, my heart hammers against my ribs. I hate him. I hate how he looks at me like he owns the throne I’m sitting on. And God, I hate that I’m craving the one person I’m supposed to despise.” ​Elias’s POV: The Ghost ​“I knew the game before she even crossed the grass. I saw the cameras, the smirks from her elite friends, and the flash of pure loathing in Chloe’s eyes. To her, I was a prop. A joke. A way to win a bet and prove she was untouchable. She approached me like I was a virus she had to endure for a minute of fame. ​She thought she could use me and walk away. She was wrong. ​That night, the ‘Ice Queen’ melted in my arms, trembling for a guy she wouldn’t even look at in the daylight. She wants to pretend it was a fluke. She wants to go back to her high-society bubble and forget my name. But I’ve tasted the girl behind the mask, and I’m done being invisible. I didn’t just take her dare—I took her secret. And I’m not letting her go until she admits that the nerd she’s disgusted by is the only thing she actually wants.”

ABEL "I will inform the King that the Princess of Silvermere bought the slave as a gift for her father," Sir Bowman says, bowing in front of the young future alpha queen of Silvermere. She is enticingly beautiful just as the stories say. But why is she buying me? There are more stronger slaves she could have picked. "We would have loved to clean him up for you if you weren't in such a hurry to-" "Is that the actual illegitimate Prince?" she cuts off the guard, her powerful but mesmerizing voice resonating with authority. "Yes your highness. This is the b*st*rd son of his majesty's banished wife," Sir Bowman affirms, stepping aside to give the lady an unobstructed view. * * * * * In the kingdom of Edrath, strength is everything. Abel Everhart has none—or so he’s been told since the day he was cast out of his father's palace and branded a human slave. But when the powerful Crown of Elowen awakens for the first time in centuries, it doesn't choose a werewolf warrior. It chooses Abel. He expected to die a slave, serving the very brothers who stole his birthright. He never expected to be bought by Rowena of Silvermere, the most lethal and mesmerizing Alpha Queen in the realm. Rowena doesn't do charity. She doesn't save "damsels in distress," and she certainly doesn't care for King Roderick’s bloodline. But when the ancient Crown of Elowen points it's magic toward a man in shackles, Rowena makes her cunning move. She buys Abel as her rightful property. To others he is just her plaything, but to her he is the key to a a Crown meant to rule Kings.

Imagine you’re a 27-year-old Luna of one of the toughest and most fearless werewolf packs. You didn’t ask for this life. At just 20, you were suddenly chosen to lead. And for the past seven years, you’ve trained, fought, and worked harder than anyone—winning every battle thrown your way. But something’s been missing. Something every werewolf is supposed to have by now—especially a female Alpha. Your mate. Since turning 20, you’ve waited—waited to catch that special scent, to feel that pull. But every year passed slowly. Your best friend found hers. Others did too. And even though you stay busy leading your clan, deep down, you still crave it. Crave him. Then finally, after winning one of your hardest battles yet, you catch it. His scent. Faint—but real. Your mate is out there. Finally. The next morning, you leave the woods with your bodyguards, following the scent with your heart racing. You imagine your Alpha—your match. Your wolf. But it doesn’t lead to the battlefield. Or a pack. Or a warrior. It leads to a college. To a classroom. To a boy. Not a wolf. Not even an omega. Just a human. A nerd. Tap the book to know your next step!