After the human race slowly begins to learn about werewolves and their strengths, a handful of military trained individuals scheme to eliminate the Alpha and Luna of America's largest wolf packs. In desperation of keeping the werewolves at bay. Their fatal mistake? They went after Lincoln Hunters and his mate, the former Alpha and Luna of The Blood Hunters Pack. Taking him down meant to send the werewolf kind a message and cripple their leadership. Instead it awakened a storm. Micheal Hunters. Alpha. Business mogul. Predator. Being the current Alpha of his pack and ever expanding territory. He is also the top most valuable businessmen out there. So his existence not only did it make an impact for werewolves but also for the humans. From losing his best friend and trusted Beta, Luc to humans, Michael developed a deep hatred towards humans for their vile, cruel and selfish nature. Assuming the worst of them till he meets his sister Isabella's shy, quiet best friend. Elora. He's drawn to her scent, which can only mean one thing... Elora Hall. Shy. Quiet. Daughter of Army Lieutenant Gregory hall. A prideful man who never admits he's wrong or goes to any length to keep humans in power. A man who sees werewolves as nothing but monsters. Elora is caught between two entirely different worlds. What would she choose? The man who raised her or the wolf who's destined for her. THIS STORY IS PUBLISHED ON WATTPAD ONLY.

Adelaide Greyard was born cursed. Her crimson eyes marked her as an omen in an empire that feared what it did not understand. Though a legitimate daughter of a marquisate, she was unloved, unwanted, and quietly tormented her entire life. Weak, soft-hearted, and desperate for affection, Adelaide clung to the one man betrothed to her-only to be publicly humiliated, betrayed, and cruelly rejected. When the man she loved told her she was disgusting and pitiful, Adelaide chose death. But death was not the end. Reborn with her memories intact-and power already awakening-Adelaide laughs at the foolish girl she once was. This time, she will not beg for love or approval. Bound once more to the Aragon Dukedom, she makes a decision that shocks the empire: she refuses her former fiancé and instead asks to marry Kael Aragon, his uncle-a battle-hardened duke more than twice her age. Only then does Alexus Aragon begin to see her. The tears are gone. The weakness is gone. The woman who once loved him without restraint now looks at him with cold indifference-and it unsettles him. Attraction follows regret. Regret turns to obsession. For the first time, Alexus wants Adelaide... and for the first time, she wants nothing from him. He clings. He schemes. He tries to reclaim what he once scorned. But Adelaide does not turn back. This is not a story of forgiveness. It is a story of refusal. Of desire awakened too late. And of a woman who chooses herself-while the man who broke her watches her slip beyond his reach. Some loves are ungodly. Some regrets are eternal.

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

Zach Westbrook was my best friend-and the boy I'd secretly loved since forever. Until he said the one thing I was never supposed to hear. So I did what any heartbroken, humiliated girl would do. I ghosted him. Ditched the university we both planned to attend. And left without looking back. Our friendship ended the day I left town. Or so I thought. Three years later, I'm back. Not because I want to be, but because family comes first-and unfortunately, that means transferring to Ridgewater University. The same school Zach owns like a second skin. Still hot. Still cocky. Still the campus golden boy with a hockey stick. And still the last person I want to deal with. But I'm not the shy, awkward girl he used to know. I've changed. I've moved on. I'm no longer the girl who used to follow him around like a lost puppy. This time, I'm not the one getting benched.

"In a second, this overwhelming feeling he always had around her crashed through him and it felt like taking a deep breath for the first time in almost two decades. This was what he felt for her. This was the unhealthy obsession that had no ground nor reason but just existed from the moment he first laid eyes on her. His father had called it the Oswald curse, the way the men in the family only loved once and hard." -- June Dylan spent half of her life in prison for a crime she didn't commit. Seventeen years behind bars, a lifetime, her children's whole life. Determined to make up for all the time lost, she moves back to the town that had opened the gate to hell all those years ago. Thomas Oswald is cursed. Cursed to love that woman with every fiber of his being and seventeen years apart didn't change that fact. However she wants nothing to do with him now. Fortunately, they have two children together whom have her entire devotion.

DARK ROMANCE ! Cheating, very twisted, obsessive ML, a lot of trauma... Lizzy's lips tilted up into a self deprecating smile. The divorce papers were filled, his part already darkened by his informations and his signature long dry on the paper. Her own was still fresh. Only twelve hours old. "How long has it been waiting ?" She dared to ask. There was a lot she wouldn't, but this, this she felt like she should know. How long had he been planning on divorcing her ? --- Elizabeth Clark loved her husband. She had found peace in their arranged marriage and as dysfunctional as it seemed, she had cherished her new home with all she had. Dante Giovanni had merely been biding his time, bearing through this hell of a marriage by counting down the seconds until he could get out of it. But when his wife sets him free, he finds out freedom has a bitter taste and that he might have passed by the love of his life. And Lizzy discovers she is more than just a man's daughter or wife, that she deserves more than what she had been given until then and is ready to fight for it.

A tale of reunion, heat and surrender "Orc's Desire" is a scorching orc-human romance. 18+

Matteo Sternato is a replica of his father. Intimidating, short-tempered, and fiercely protective of the people he loves. Between being the star player on the football team, incredibly popular and insanely rich, he has everything. But when he's kicked off the team until his grades improve, his entire future lies in the hands of a girl. A quiet, mysterious, broken girl with secrets she wants to remain hidden and walls built around her that seem to fracture with every smile and sweet gesture from the mafia dons son. *SECOND BOOK IN THE STERNATO SERIES* ~ It's recommended that you read book 1 (available on Amazon-Captivation by Kate Taylor) before this one, however, this can be read as a stand alone.

Sienna Cooper, a seemingly carefree college girl, masks her deep loneliness behind her bright smile. Will she finally find the love she's been waiting for, or remain the girl no guy ever chooses? ***** © Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved.

Emperor Warrick Oswald is the most desirable man in the whole kingdom with his platinum hair and ice-blue eyes that can sand shiver to the most harder man. His personalty is cold but he love his empire and his subject. Ariella Rosewood is a maid in the palace she was 21 year old and working in the palace for almost three year now. Like other she also, only saw the him for distance and never thought that one day she will caught the king attention and since that day her life will change completely. ______________________ "You can be such a flirt sometimes, my king," I said, averting my gaze and focusing on the delicate dance of steam rising from my own cup of tea. The words slipped out before I could think. He chuckled, and I felt a warmth spread through me that had nothing to do with the warm beverage in my hands. "And what makes you say that, my dear?" His tone was light, but the intensity of his gaze belied the depth of his feelings. I looked back at him, my cheeks still flushed. "You know what I mean," I said with a small smile, trying to keep my voice light. "The way you look at me sometimes, the things you say... It's like you're playing with fire." "You know," Warrick said, a hint of amusement in his voice as he took a bite of the egg, "no one else would dare to call me flirt without fearing for their head." To anyone else, the king's words might have sounded like a veiled threat, a reminder of his absolute power and the fate that could befall them for such impertinence. But I can hear the playful lilt in his tone. He was teasing me. "Should I be fear to lose mine then?" I teased back. Warrick's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He reached out to gently trace my jaw with his thumb, sending shiver down my spine. "You, my dear," he said, his voice a gentle rumble, "are the most precious thing in my empire." His eyes searched mine, the intensity of his gaze leaving no room for doubt. "I would rather lose my crown than risk losing you."