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On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Blackwood feels the mate bond—only to watch Damien Storm, the ruthless Alpha, shatter her hope in front of the entire pack: "You dare to imagine yourself my mate? A weakling Beta's daughter? The bond is a mistake. I reject you, Aria Blackwood. Here and now." Humiliated and cast into the Hunt—the Blood Moon's brutal ritual where every unmated, widowed or rejected she-wolf is turned into prey for any male who cares to chase—Aria's heat erupts in the forest. Dozens of wolves circle to claim her, and Damien steps back, letting her fall. Then the sky splits with a roar. The Lycan Alpha King strides through the fire-light, black wolf rippling with power. His golden eyes sweep the clearing, and his voice crashes like thunder: "She is mine. My prize. Mark her, look at her, and you die. She is mine, and mine alone." In front of every witness, he lifts Aria into his arms, teeth grazing her throat in a silent, unbreakable claim. Now Aria stands at the center of a storm—between the Alpha who shattered her heart and the King who would burn kingdoms to keep her.

Just a year after losing her mother, she was sold out by her stepdad to repay a loan he took from the cruel alpha, her supposed mate. All she ever wanted from him was love, all she cared for was his attention but he never gave her any of that instead he tormented her, and he treated her like she was nothing. To him, she's only but a breeder who'd be discarded after she births his heir, but then she did the unthinkable. If she can't have his love, then he will never have an heir. Set to make him lose the way she did, she fled in the night leaving him shattered by dawn. Years passed and they crossed part again, now he wants her back, he needs his heir to secure his throne. Will she let go of the past grudges and accept his love now that he's willing to give it? Or will she stick with his brother who was always there for her even when he abandoned her? Find out in Sold to be the Cruel Alpha’s Surrogate.

Blurb "A scarred slave is no mate for a Lycan King." Used, discarded, and carrying the Lycan’s unborn child, Thalia's nightmare deepens when she overhears a chilling plan: after she gives birth, they'll take her baby and cast her out. But before she can escape, tragedy strikes and she barely escaped with her life. Saved by a mysterious stranger, Thalia recovers with vengeance burning in her heart, but what she never expects is to find herself in the center of a dangerous web of desire and political intrigue and now she must flee again and find out the truth about her identity and her mother’s death. But fate has other plans On the run, Thalia stumbles upon a familiar figure in the forest—Lycan Alaric, lying in a pool of his own blood, clinging on to his dear life. The mate who destroyed her is now at her mercy. Caught in a dilemma, Thalia must decide to put her hatred aside for her quest for justice. As she navigates her path full of danger, betrayals and unexpected alliance. Can Thalia find love and redemption, when her mate reappears, seeking to claim her?

Jinx has always lived up to her name: a cursed Omega and a pack outcast. Her fated mate rejected her and tried to kill her. Her second chance mate, a ruthless conqueror, after raiding her pack the night of her execution wants her as his breeder. But everything changes when she discovers her dormant power awakening. Now everyone wants her, Her rejected mate returns, the council wants to harvest her power and a creature wants her to free his curse. Now, She must choose between her once rejected mate and her second chance mate. Or she could choose to become powerful, to become queen, to become the LunaWolf.

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?

"No woman leaves his bed alive." "But I will survive." I whispered it to the moon, to the chains, to myself—until I believed it. They say Alpha King Maximus is a monster — too big, too brutal, too cursed. His bed is a death sentence, and no woman has ever left it alive. So why did he choose me? The fat, unwanted omega. The one my own pack offered up like trash. One night with the merciless King was supposed to end me. Instead, it ruined me. Now I crave the man who takes without mercy. His touch burns. His voice commands. His body destroys. And I keep going back for more. But Maximus doesn't do love. He doesn't do mates. He takes. He owns. And he never stays. "Before my beast consumes me completely—I need a son to take the throne." Too bad for him…I'm not the weak, pathetic girl they threw away. I'm something far more dangerous —the one woman who can break his curse… or break his kingdom.

"I, Lucia Volk..." she began again, determination in her voice. Draven’s expression darkened. "I would have to warn you, if you complete that statement, no one here will live to tell the tale." The threat sent ripples of fear through the crowd. Even the king stood frozen in place. Lucia’s breath caught. ‘Is he mad? How can he threaten an entire room of people, including the king, just to keep me?’ ‘That is our mate,’ Emily practically swooned. ‘He fears no one.’ Lucia Volks has spent her life as a servant girl in the Crimson Moon pack, and things got worse after being rejected by her mate. As she decided to accept her fate, she got a second mate, and he was someone that she could never have imagined, Draven Moonblood. Draven Moonblood, the most powerful lycan, never thought that he could find the light he had missed all his life in the form of Lucia Volks.

"You can't be weak, wife. You now have three husbands to please. Tonight's the night we claim you. You can't let a simple wedding tire you, for our nuptial night holds trials far more demanding." Ezra whispered huskily, tucking my hair behind my ear. -- "Oh god!” I cried. "Not god, baby. We are your demons," Ezra growled, pounding faster. -- "Call my name, Xanthea,” Asher groaned and a tight flutter erupted in my belly. -- "I can't… I can't take this… anymore…" And then he hit a spot, and he kept hitting it again and again with every thrust. Sparks charged throughout my body like the lightning cracking in the stormy sky again and again until it was too much to hold back, too hard to… resist. *** Xanthea Plath, an illegitimate child of the Alpha of Virgo pack, was an omega and omegas weren't allowed to dream, yet she never stopped dreaming. She wanted to be a doctor just like her mother but the luna of the pack, her stepmother would break her physically and mentally and stop at nothing to crush all her dreams. Xanthea had still found a way though all the abuse her steps put her through. But one day her world came crashing down right before her entrance in a medical college when she found out that she was being offered as a bride to the ruthless triplet alphas also known as the demon lords of the Infernal pack of the underworld. Xanthea had heard the horrifying stories of several suitors who had come before her, all of whom had met a gruesome end. Dark Reverse Harem Romance with 18+ explicit content. Readers discretion advised.

TRIGGER WARNING!! Sexual content. Slavery. 18+. Read at own risk. ~ ALPHA IAN ~ I have an attractive wife who I let everyone sleep with, I feel nothing for her. To me she's my means of release and pride. My pack not only shares everything, they share everyone. Conquering packs for fun is our hobby. To us there is no such thing as a mate, because of the curse that was bestowed upon us. But ever since I conquered the blood moon pack, I'm beginning to wonder what I feel for the filthy runt of the pack. I want no one to touch her. And what's worse, is that I want to embrace her all the time so I could satisfy the urge and desire I feel.