Shortlisted for the Wattys 2025! Living in a human town, Esmara has little knowledge of the seven kinds of shifters who rule the world outside of her safe walls. The horrific rumours and tales she hears from visiting travellers are enough to keep her satisfied with her simple and quiet life. But when her safe haven is suddenly disturbed by her own kind, she needs the help of those she is terrified of most. Amidst the chaos, Esmara is confronted with feelings she does not understand. Why is she so involved with the werewolves? Which side does she choose when the line between friend and foe begins to blur? And who is the dark-haired stranger she so desperately longs for? Esmara is determined to unravel the truth behind it all, even as the looming darkness seems to draw closer. ----- "Honestly, it's one of the best werewolf stories I've read: the plot, the writing, and the characters are all amazing. I can't wait to read the second book! And please don't stop writing, you truly have a great talent!" (Eastis) "I started when you only had a few chapters, and have been on the edge of my seat since."(Vettechk) "I can't explain how much I loved this book." (Abbeys3088) "This was one of the books that helped me get out of my reeding slump. When I started this book and realized how good it was i couldn't stop reading! And I still don't get how this book didn't make top 10 in the werewolf category yet, because it deserves it!" (Hannubear) "This book is one of the most well written here in Wattpad. I loved it sooo much. Your writing is so beautiful honestly!!" (Reliverelove)

Seth's expression was unyielding, his next words delivered with ruthless precision. "I, Seth Langston, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, reject you, Ariah Lockwood, as my mate and as Luna of this pack. As Alpha, my word is law. I don't need your acceptance to sever this bond." I can't remember the last time I smiled-or even felt happy. My nightmare began the day I couldn't shift at ten years old, unlike everyone else in the pack. Since then, it's been an endless torment. Why am I the only one broken? Why must I suffer for something beyond my control? Why am I cast aside by those I thought were my family? But it's alright. Everything will be alright. Because I will be their downfall.

He closes in close enough that his lips grazed my ear as he spoke. "I think you do." he whispered, "I think you wonder how it feels." "Shut up," I breathed. He didn't. Instead, he crowded closer, his knee slotting between mine. "I think you wanna know how it feels" I shake my head. "To have lips kissing on your thighs," his finger grazes my knee. "To have a man lick and bite at your skin," his eyes fall to my trembling legs. "I think you want to know what it feels like to have every part of you screaming for them not to stop?" "I'm not-" I sucked in a shaky breath, my back pressing harder against the mirror. "I'm not doing this." My hands meet his bare chest. Stopping him. But he stays. "You want to though" 18+ MATURE CONTENT ⚠️

*SAMPLE(CH. 10)* He beckoned me with an index finger. "Why are you in my room?" "I was -" I held up his wallet. "Helping you out... hell, pigs live better than this." "You sure about that?" His tone was thick with amusement. "You're brave enough to sneak into my room. Tryin' to rob me?" "Should I?" I snapped. "It has a good amount of weight, too." Laughing softly, he tipped my chin up with the edge of the wallet, his eyes raking over my face. "You look... better." The way he said it so unsure made me frown. "Not like shit, you mean?" "Much better than that." He patted the underside of my jaw with the warm leather. A jolt traveled through my ever-so-watery mouth straight to my core. "But what happened to avoidin' me, Millie baby." I couldn't help it; my eyes dropped again. "Why is your hand still out?" He tongued his cheek in suspicion. "Waiting' on a tip?" "Yeah, finder's fee." "Mmm. Atta girl." He chuckled, rustling in the wallet. When I didn't move, he added two more. "... Damn, that's all you got?" I challenged. "What a shame, I don't like playing with broke for too long." "Broke?" He repeated the word like it was a dare. Without breaking eye contact, he pulled a stack of bills from the fold. "Catering?" He slapped more down. Heavier. "And housekeeping, too?" He huffed, finally handing the empty wallet back with a sharp flick. "You'd charge more than I could pay." "Good thing I accept credit." I jested. "But I can see yours is maxed out for today." I tried to move past him, but he shifted, his bad leg bracing against the dresser to block my path. "I gave you all that I had, you greedy girl," He murmured. "Now, keep that hand out, and the next thing I put in it... sure as hell ain't gone be money." "Oh, you're mean today." "You're talkin' like you're nice." He cocked his head. "In fact, I can get a hell of a lot meaner, if you need that." If I need that? "Boy, you don't scare me." "Good." Something landed at my feet.

Aaliyah Johnson is in her final year at Magnolia State University, where she's balancing a scholarship, an art degree, and the pressure of not knowing what comes next. Elias Carter, the university's baseball captain, seems to have everything figured out, except his own heart. When mutual friends and a poetry club bring them together, sparks ignite in the most unexpected ways. She's brilliant and blunt; he's disciplined and mysterious. But between classes, practices, and the expectations of everyone around them, connection becomes the one thing they can't plan for. From strangers to friends to something far deeper, their story grows with every season, rooted beneath a magnolia tree that sees it all. Autumn brings sparks: "I'm curious about you, but I don't even know why yet." Winter, closeness: "You calm me when I didn't realise I needed calming." Spring, love: "I've known for a while... I just didn't want to ruin it." Summer, uncertainty: "Even if everything changes, you've changed me already." Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the images used both on the cover and throughout the story.

Pierce Travis is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants. Football, girls, grades, everything comes easy for him. But when he transfers high schools for his sport and is tossed into a traditional 'game' the seniors play each year, he may be in over his head. What happens when to win the game, he needs to sleep with the one girl in the school who doesn't bat at eye at him- Isabella Castra. She's quiet, reserved, and on track to be the valedictorian of Greenbrook High. With social skills stunted by her traumatic childhood, she's used to being alone with her school work. Until the new boy takes an interest in her, and she's thrown into the world of mean girls and popular guys she's never known even existed. 🔥 SLOW BURN 🔥

She was his forbidden obsession. And perfect revenge. Seventeen-year-old Emmaline "Emmy" Richards has always been her father's princess. The only daughter of wealthy, powerful Chase Richards and his longtime mistress turned wife, Mylene. Privileged, sheltered, adored, and completely off-limits. But as the only biracial debutante in 1990s North Carolina high society, Emmy feels like an outsider... until she meets Tristan Banks. He's everything her father hates: charming, mysterious, intoxicating... and the only one who truly sees her. But she doesn't care. She just wants him. What begins as seduction spirals into something darker and far more dangerous. Because Tristan isn't who he claims to be - and his secrets could shatter everything Emmy thought she knew about her family, her past... and their love.

He left a mark I never asked for. Now he wants to finish the piece. Amina Westbrook didn't choose motherhood. But when her younger sister dropped a baby and disappeared, Amina stepped up, raised that little girl as her own, and never looked back. Seven years later, the past comes tatted, cocky, and fine as hell-standing in the grocery store with the same hypnotic eyes her daughter sees in the mirror. Santiago Vega. Zuri's father. The man who left before he ever knew she existed. Now he wants in. He wants time. Forgiveness. A chance to be a father. And every time he shows up with that deep voice and soft smirk, Amina hates how badly she wants to let him. Santiago isn't just showing up for Zuri-he's showing up for her. Fixing things she didn't ask him to fix. Dropping money in her hand like it's his right. Touching her like he already knows how she breaks. Amina's been holding everything together for so long, she doesn't know how to let go. Doesn't know how to want someone who actually stays. But Santiago stays. Through the attitude. The boundaries. The sparks that keep catching fire. And when he finally gets his hands on her? There's nothing soft about it. Now she's spiraling in his sheets, clashing with him in front of her family, and falling harder than she ever meant to. Because Santiago doesn't just want to play daddy. He wants the whole damn family. And this time, he's not leaving until he has them. Ink Don't Lie is a gritty, emotionally charged, standalone romance about second chances, found family, and the kind of love that refuses to walk away.

The God Emperor's empire stands on the edge of ruin. The Empress is barren, and without an heir, the realm may fall. To save the throne, her servant Siora must secretly take her place in the Emperor's bed and conceive a child. If she fails, they all face death. If he discovers the truth, she will be executed. The fate of the empire now rests in her hands. Will the gods be on Siora's side and allow her to succeed? --- New updates every Tuesday

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