“Please just kill me. Please.." with tears in my eyes I begged for my own death. I am not one to have suicidal thoughts but I could no longer bear the humiliating torture I was being subjected to any more. However my abductor smiled at my pain and suffering with joy. “You will surely meet your end but it will be when I decide your pu"*y is no longer of use to me and my men. But don't think that's the only terrible thing I can do to you. So you better apologize to me and my honored guest before I allow the dogs and horses to also get a taste of you too and make no mistake it's not going to be pleasant at all," he said wickedly and I felt so humiliated.. How did my life end up this way? Physically assaulted, starved, molested and made naked; being offered as an object of pleasure to his uncharacteristically attractive but intimidating guest? I used to have a perfect life. A family who cares for me and a man who loves and cherishes me. He only just proposed to me yesterday and I have been dreaming of raising a happy family with him. So where did it go wrong? Oh, I remember now. I was stabbed in the back by the person I love and trusted the most. I didn't know she has always been envious and jealous of my happiness.

Elara's life had been a miserable one. Her fiance preferred her younger sister, her parents didn't love her, and her younger sister snatched all her opportunities. She had stayed away, breaking off all relations with her fiance and family, building her career. Yet, they still didn't let her go. She died under their scheme, in their attempt to please a young heiress. Unexpectedly, she got another chance when she came back in time. This time, she was like a spirit that crawled out of hell, collecting the debts for every single day that she had suffered. Her fiance regretted it, begging for her to take him back! Her sister, her parents, and those who had done her wrong each received their retribution. She thought that meeting Ezra Miller was another variation in her fate because she regressed in time. However, she found out that things weren't as simple as they seemed. He might be the key to unraveling more secrets in both previous and this life.

“I, Dorothy Wilson of Blood Rose Pack, reject you, Alpha Brohan Blackwood of Mountain Summit Pack, as my mate.” Deathly silence followed her words, and then, a manic howling rang in her ears. His mate stood there in all his naked glory, sneering at her as the other she-wolf quickly put her dress back silently. “Nice try! Your audacity is commendable; I give you that,” he paused to signal the other she-wolf to leave before shifting his gaze back to Dorothy. “Haven’t you heard…… that only an alpha can reject their mate?” How fast can you forgive the one who repeatedly betrayed your trust? And for how long? On her eighteenth birthday, Dorothy discovers she is fated to Brohan, the future alpha of the Golden Summit Pack, the region's wealthiest and most powerful pack. An hour later, she caught him getting intimate with another unmated she-wolf. Right then, she rejected the mate bond, but the rejection was not bound to happen. Instead of supporting her, the ranked members of her pack, including her father, the Beta, threatened to banish her from the pack if she refused the mate bond. Left with no choice, she had to go with Brohan to be his future Luna. Little did she know it was just the beginning of her troubled life. Will she find happiness with Brohan, or will she sever their ties? Will the moon goddess give her a second chance at happiness?

Azara Storm is a special wolf, blessed by the goddess with immense abilities. Her fairy-tale life ended the night her pack was raided. Left as the only survivor after the invasion, she tried to flee but was caught by the famous ferocious quadruplet Alphas. Fate plays a trick on her as the quadruplets not only recognize her as their mate but also protect her from her hunters, which is unlike them, but this protection comes at a huge cost. Azara's heart shatters when she discovers that she is bound to be the quadruplet Alphas' slave mate. Her life ended the moment they claimed her. They were her Masters, her body and soul belonged to them. Soon, Azara not only got entangled in the unexpected romance with the quadruplets, but she found herself drawn to the brothers’ mystery. They were gross darkness and she was the pure light, but one thing about darkness was its ability to allure even the purest light, consuming it until it is stripped of its innocence. The burning desire to claim them consumed her, but this was at the expense of her deepest darkest secret. Would she be willing to compromise even if revealing her identity could test their love? Could she have them all? Whose heart would be broken so hers could be whole? What happens when the rogues come for her, would she be able to hide her secret forever?

At fifteen, I was traded like a prized possession offered as part of a peace treaty to Lorrenzo Alessandro, the future Capo of the New York mafia. Known as the Venti for crushing a man’s throat with his bare hands, Lorrenzo is feared and admired in equal measure. On my eighteenth birthday, I become his bride. But what haunts me isn’t the ceremony—it’s the wedding night. In the mafia world, blood-stained sheets aren’t just tradition; they’re proof of ownership. And Lorrenzo isn’t the gentle type. With a chilling presence and a predatory charm, he draws women in effortlessly. But beneath that dangerously magnetic smile lies something far darker—a man who doesn’t flirt, he hunts. Behind his unreadable eyes is the promise of death, waiting. My beauty, once a blessing, is now a curse. Because Lorrenzo doesn’t want a wife. He wants to own me. I can’t run—he’d find me, destroy everything to drag me back, and he wouldn’t be merciful. So I stay. I play the only card I have: seduction. If I can get close enough to him, maybe I can find the heart beneath his icy exterior. Maybe I can make the devil fall in love with me… before he consumes me entirely.

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man Ángel Di Cristina f**ks ends up dead. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle Giordano, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. Ángel should be hunting him. He’s an FBI agent, he needed to protect the law, not surrender to the monster who haunts his nights. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castello doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

Nadin has sworn for revenge, as her husband of three years had betrayed her and had a thing with her stepsister. Then, before her eyes, her stepmother murdered her dad. Afterwards, she used acid on Nadin to kill her but only succeeded in damaging her face and body, which demanded plastic surgery. Fast forward to the present time, a year after she got out of a coma as a result of the acid poured on her. “I want revenge. I want all of them to go to hell.” This was Nadin trying to kill herself after she got out of being in a coma for a year, and she had been reflecting on how she had been betrayed and hurt by people that used to matter to her the most. “If you must do that, then you need at least to stay alive. Besides, the doctor didn't save you just for you to harm yourself.” Luciano, her adoptive guardian, tried to give her reasons to live. Nadin is back with a new face and identity to his ex-husband’s life with her little game of revenge, as she remembered every pain, betrayal, and heartbreak they caused her.

Jericho is a village youth who tries his luck in the big city. He meets the owner of a shabby shop, but it turns out to be a rich woman. Initially Jericho was adopted as a younger sibling, As time went by, Jericho fell in love with the woman.

Leonel Grisham, CEO of Mountain Ltd, 38th, considers his wife a status symbol. There is no love between them. It's cold. They rarely spend time together. They rarely even show affection to each other, which can be counted on one hand. Throughout their 5-year marriage, nothing was special except that Chloe Delilah is Leonel's parents' favourite daughter-in-law. Leo has a girlfriend whom he loves deeply. Unfortunately, Leo's mother disapproves because his girlfriend, Ester Gabriella, is an ordinary-class photo model. Leo's world revolves around his work and Ester. Chloe is not a part of his life; she is just a trophy wife. The unfortunate incident that took away Chloe's eyesight also shocked Leo when Chloe, after waking up from a coma, requested a divorce. Leo cannot accept Chloe's ridiculous request. But she insists, no matter what happens. This includes demanding all Leo's assets and shares as stipulated in their prenuptial agreement. Leo can't understand how Chloe could express such a crazy idea. One by one, Leo discovers that Chloe's accident was staged. Someone orchestrated it all. Mountain Pte is also in a significant crisis because the mastermind targets the destruction of the Group that Leo leads. Chloe continues to insist until she eventually realizes that her accident was not without reason. Will Chloe maintain her desires or help Leo regain his power in Mountain Ltd?

Lucy, a young werewolf unaware of her true nature, struggles to balance her dreams of independence with the burdens of a broken family background. After a fateful encounter with Jacobs, a mysterious and powerful man, she falls into a complicated relationship with him, ultimately bearing his child. Three years later, she finds herself at his mercy, left with no choice but to work in his castle while concealing their son. When her secrets unravel, Lucy and Jacobs are caught in a battle not only for love but for the survival of their wolf tribe, threatened by betrayal from those closest to her. As betrayal spreads like wildfire with enemies rising from the shadows, her own blood inclusive, Lucy must decide who to trust in a world where even love can be a weapon. With her powers growing and war on the horizon, she and Jacobs must fight side by side… or lose everything they’ve built. But when the moon turns red, her son begins to reveal secrets in ancient tongues, Lucy realizes the real threat isn't what’s coming but what is awakening within her.

Eris thought everything was failing her, even her dream of a Prince Charming, sweet and innocent and nothing like her father. She left everything behind with her mother and moved to another Pack to be free from the past that kept haunting her. They moved into the mansion of her mother’s new husband, the Alpha of Winterfall Pack, only to come across Ocean West, the young man who seemed to be just like the past she had been running from all her life. He came into her life, or, she came into his, as stepsiblings, a relationship she knew would be ill-fated, full of twists and turns, and trauma, pulling them away from each other. But something else was stronger, the mate bond. She came face-to-face with her past, and with an exposed relationship, everything was falling apart again.

First love is supposed to be unforgettable… but what if it was never real? Betrayed by the one she trusted most, Emily Watson must rebuild herself piece by piece. But as new secrets unravel, she learns that some scars linger — and some hearts refuse to heal.

“Your scent….mhmm... so f*cking addicting," a muffled moan reverberated from his chest. ******* Nina, a peasant Delta’s daughter is forced to marry the scheming Vincent in order to protect her family but she was kidnapped on her wedding day by the ruthless Alpha of the Silvermoon Pack as a captive and collateral for his vengeance. The cold hearted Alpha Aiden had his ruthless plans under control till Nina captured his cold heart and no matter how much the enmity between their two packs kept their love apart, the forbidden secret they share always find a way to bring them together against fate.

In the Silver Moon Pack, Astra Wynter, the beautiful and respected daughter of Alpha Wynter, has always looked forward to meeting her mate. She has always expected a man who will be very strong to become the future Alpha, But her dreams are shattered when she discovers he's Lysander Blackwood, a weak omega from the lowest-ranking family in the pack. Despite being twenty, Lysander hasn't undergone his first transformation, making him an outcast among his peers, he was hated and bullied. Astra rejects him publicly, shaming him in front of the entire pack. Devastated, Lysander returns home to find his family brutally murdered, with only his younger brother surviving. Forced to flee, Lysander vows to rise above his circumstances and exact revenge on the princess and her family. Seven years later, Lysander returns as a powerful alpha, driven by a burning desire for retribution. Nothing will stop him from claiming what's owed to him. Note: Another book was emerged with this particular book. However, you'd see the blurb after which this particular book ends.

“Stay still, Elena.” Alessio’s voice was a dark command against her ear. His hands pinned her wrists above her head as Gabriel’s lips trailed down her throat. “You’re ours now. No running. No escape.” Two ruthless mafia kings. One woman caught between them. Elena Rossi never planned to belong to the underworld, but when she witnesses a murder, she becomes their obsession. Alessio De Luca—cold, calculating, and possessive. Gabriel Moretti—reckless, dominant, and just as deadly. Instead of silencing her, they claim her, trapping her in a world of sin, power, and raw, unrelenting passion. But the deeper she falls, the more dangerous their secrets become. And when enemies close in, Elena must decide—can she survive being theirs, or will their love ruin her forever?

The moon hung low in the velvet sky, its silvery light spilling across the landscape like liquid stardust. The whispers of the forest were hushed, the world wrapped in the serenity that followed hard-won peace. Mason stood at the edge of the terrace, his gaze fixed on the distant horizon where the mountains met the heavens. His hands were braced against the cool stone railing, the breeze ruffling his dark hair. A whisper of footsteps padded behind him—soft, familiar. He didn’t turn; he didn’t need to. Her presence was like a ripple through his senses, a gentle hum beneath his skin. Lillian's arms circled his waist from behind, her cheek pressing against his back. “Couldn’t sleep?” she murmured, her voice tender and laced with knowing. Mason’s hands covered hers, his fingers threading through hers with practiced ease. “Not tonight,” he replied, his voice rough but soft. “Too much on my mind.” A breath of silence stretched between them, then Lillian slipped around him, her green eyes shining with moonlight and something deeper—something eternal. Mason cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing her cheeks as if to memorize every detail. “I almost lost you,” he whispered, voice breaking with the memory. Lillian’s hands covered his, squeezing gently. “You didn’t,” she replied firmly, her gaze steady. “You never will.” A shimmer of movement caught Mason’s eye, and he looked up to find Rosaline leaning against the archway, her hair loose and wild around her shoulders. Her smile was soft, eyes glowing with the same light that danced in Lillian’s. “Are you two going to keep me waiting?” she teased, stepping forward with the grace of a whisper. Mason released Lillian only to pull Rosaline into his arms, pressing his forehead to hers. “Not a chance,” he murmured, voice husky with emotion. Her laughter spilled out, soft and sweet, and he kissed her—slow and deep, as if the world had shrunk down to just the two of them. When he pulled back, Lillian stepped in, her hands slipping around both of them, uniting the bond that pulsed like a living thing between them. Mason’s gaze flickered between them, his heart swelling with the kind of love that defied words, transcended time. “I don’t deserve this,” he whispered, voice raw with truth. Rosaline shook her head, her fingers trailing down his cheek. “You deserve everything, Mason Peterson.” Their mouths met, a tangle of breath and need, a promise forged through fire and blood. Lillian joined, her touch like warmth threading through his veins, binding them all in a bond no darkness could sever. They stayed there, pressed together beneath the moon’s gaze, three hearts entwined, three souls promised to each other in this life and the next. When dawn crept across the sky, painting the world in shades of gold, Mason knew—no matter what came next, no matter the challenges they would face—they would face them together. The bond was eternal. And nothing would break it. Their war had been won. Their love, however, was just beginning.

Arianna Bellandi was born into the upper tier of the criminal elite. Her father, Vincent Bellandi, was not just a wealthy businessman—he was the Consigliere of the Hollow Syndicate, one of the oldest crime families in Valen City. Aria was promised in marriage to Dominic Russo, heir to the Raven Cartel, in a powerful alliance between crime families. On the night of their engagement, she is publicly humiliated when Dominic breaks off the alliance and declares her family traitors. Her cousin Elena—jealous and ambitious—sets her up to fall even further. She drugs Aria and hands her over to a man known only as “The Widowmaker”, a violent Mercenary said to kill with his bare hands. But instead of hurting her, the Widowmaker has a one night stand with her and the next morning he was gone. Aria wakes up to the devastating news of her father's bankruptcy and suicide, but she knows better. The overnight destruction of her family was not a mere coincidence, it was the work of the most powerful Mafia lord, Lorenzo De Luca; the Don of Dons Aria soons finds out she was carrying three babies for The Widowmaker, and she must do everything in her power to protect and provide for them What she didn't know was that the Widowmaker was in fact, The Don of Dons. She had triplets for the most powerful Mafia Lord in the country!!!

"Please... just mark me. That's all I need," Ariel whispered. "Weak wolves like you don't deserve a bond," her supposed mate spat through the phone. "You disgust me." Then came another voice. Deep, calm, and chillingly powerful. "Please, be my mate." ******** She came for a bond to save her mother. He offered a deal that could destroy them both. Ariel Parker, a quiet Omega, only wanted one thing—to get marked at the mating ceremony so her dying mother could access pack healthcare. But when her mate rejects her in front of the entire pack, humiliation crushes her hope. That is, until a mysterious man in a wheelchair pulls her into his lap and says four unexpected words: “PLEASE, BE MY MATE.” Crippled, cold, and dangerously handsome, Ryan Hamilton offers her a deal—one she can't afford to refuse. But there's something about him that doesn't add up. Why do his eyes glow red? Why does his name sound so familiar? And what happens when a fake bond begins to feel all too real?

"You have no idea how badly I want to make love to you," he responds with a shake of his head. "I love you so much," he continues and my heart melts. "I love you," I whisper back. "Okay, I'm going to make love to you now, Angel. It will hurt a little, so let me know if it hurts too much," he says and leans down to kiss me. "I'll be gentle," he tells me. Keeping his eyes locked on mine he shifts his hips forward slightly and enters inside of me. My mouth widens as he enters, and I feel a slight pinch. He was right, it does hurt, but it's not terrible. "Christ! You're the sun!" he calls out. I watch his face crumble. He buries his face in my neck and then he's above me again, his hands on my cheeks again. ... For 20 year old Alison Scott, love was never something she deemed herself worthy of. Not until he came along. With his tousled brown hair, lean muscular body and smile that ignited everything south of her body; he was unbearably attractive and intimidating to Alison. She thought he could never be interested in someone like her, until he was. Was living in the same household together with someone you want and need such a great idea? As they embark on this journey together, Alison discovers her own desires as well as all the secrets Isaac keeps.

"You want my mouth on you?" His husky voice holds a thread of amusement. "Then beg for it." I'm mindless with desire, my thoughts all over the place, and that's probably why I don't hesitate before saying, "Please." "Good girl," he croons, before his head disappears between my legs, giving me what I want. What I need.  ------- Rory Tremaine is spoiled by her father and is used to getting everything she wants. So when a threat in the form of a stalker has her father hiring a bodyguard to protect her, Rory decides that the sexy hunk of a man is what she wants next.  When Carter accepts the job of protecting Rory, he knows that it's going to be taxing. What he doesn't expect, however, is for it to become his hardest job yet—in more ways than one.  Women propositioning him comes with being attractive and Carter is usually pro at resisting temptation. The thing is that with Rory, he's not so sure he can.  He's 34 and she's 23.  Giving into his urges would be wrong. Not to mention, forbidden.  But when Rory goes after something, she's relentless and Carter is about to realise that giving in is so much easier than resisting.