When innocent and fiercely independent Y/n lands her dream job at the most powerful tech empire in the city, she never expects her boss to be anything but human. But Jeon Ares-the cold, commanding CEO with eyes like death and secrets darker than midnight-doesn't just run companies... he runs souls. Caught in a contract she didn't read properly, Y/n realizes her job isn't just corporate-it's a deal with the devil. And this CEO? He's not from Wall Street. He's from Hell.

"Married to the Wrong Milan" Zavian Moretti - a name that sends shivers down the spine of Italy's underworld. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Today, he was supposed to marry Kiara Milan, a glamorous model and a perfect match for the mafia king in the eyes of the world. But fate had other plans - she vanished hours before the wedding, leaving chaos behind. To save the family name, the Milans replaced her in secret... With Rhea Milan - the wild card. Not a model. Not feminine. Not interested. Rhea is the opposite of everything Zavian expected - a tomboy with the shortest hair knotted back, dressed in a white hoodie, jacket, pants, and boots. No makeup. No fuss. Just raw beauty and a dangerously calm attitude. She wasn't born to be a bride. But she walks into the wedding like a silent storm. While the mafia world watches in stunned silence, Rhea? She's near the dessert table, stuffing her face with sweet treats - completely unaware that she just became Mrs. Moretti. If you want to find her... Just follow the smell of sugar.

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

Wolves of Ragnarök - Book 1 WINNER OF THE ALPHA AWARDS 2023! **WATTPAD FEATURED STORY** What would you give up to keep your family safe? The time when wolf shifters could roam the land freely has ended. The world is changing swiftly around us. Skin Shifters have had to sink ever deeper into the shrinking wilderness; hiding from more than just the humans who hunt us, but from shadows who stalk the night and leave chaos in their wake - creatures driven by bloodlust and pass on their sickness to the humans they feed on. My pack has seen too much of death, and has nowhere left to run to except towards one last light of hope; rumour of an Alpha of alphas gathering our kind together across the Northern sea. Our sanctuary comes in the form of Alpha Hati Hróðvitnisson, a male of undeniable strength but a burning hatred in his eyes that sears my flesh the same way his touch does. . .but even he may struggle to save me when the very blood running through my veins endangers us all. . . . . .because the prophecies of Gods and Monsters may be alive in more than just the stories after all. *** A slow-burn werewolf romance set in early medieval Scotland and Norway, interwoven with mythology and mystery. Come run with the Wolves of Ragnarök.

The Wulvers Series Book 6 #79 in magic #198 in paranormal "The path I choose will decide my fate; to follow tradition, or to break it." ~ Raeghan Ava Lyall As the female first born of an Alpha Pair like my mother before me, I knew it would be easy to settle for the same fate as her; to have my life choices come down to mating and becoming an Alpha Female, or never rising above the rank of Beta. I choose neither. Every day, I live to prove I should be heir and one day take my father's place as Alpha of the Western Pack in Scotland. Such ambitions challenge an age old tradition that make enemies of Wulvers who cling to their ancient ways. And most do, which means few dare to stand at my side. The lonely fight is tiring, and after so many years I'm left with an unsettling question: if the council and my father continue to refuse my claim, what do I have left? My cousin Fenna might provide a much needed chance at finding a sense of equilibrium within myself again. Her mate's pack live in deep the Scandinavian wilderness and their Alpha Pair promise they can mould me into a worthy heir for my pack. But going there means being near Ebbe, a male who grew up in fur more than skin and sees things so differently from me. A male who tempts me to break a rule I made. And if I do, it could destroy everything I've worked for.

A backstabbing hellhound: Adam had a job to do. As the bad cop of the Other World, he dedicated his life to wiping out evil, using whatever means necessary to do so, even when those means came with wicked eyes and a glib tongue. He's been weighed down with regret for centuries, but his lifestyle won't allow him to change. Adam doesn't want to change. A vengeful witch: Tricked into a broken heart, Vinnie doesn't do well with betrayals, nor is she any good at letting grudges go. After a hellhound crushed her trust, Vinnie's been waiting centuries for the tables to turn. When an opportunity for revenge finally presents itself, this witch is all too happy to see the job done. An unforgettable history: Centuries of pain and regret tie Vinnie and Adam together. Can this unlikely team set their hatred aside to save their own lives?

A missing Alpha: In a lapse of judgement on a witch's battlefield, Benedict - third in command to the werewolf King - spared the life of his enemy, a decision he's paid for dearly. Cursed by witches, Benedict has spent fifty years alone, longing to regain control of his beast. An unlucky orphan: As a 'totally ordinary mortal', Georgia flits from haunted house to haunted house, the miserable camera-woman for a team of paranormal vloggers, until one ill-fated adventure lands her team dead and her hide stuck in a murderous immortal's den. A compromise: Benedict's curse breaker stumbles through the haunted doors of Canidae House, completely unaware of this new, supernatural world and her own true identity. Can the Alpha control his beast long enough to make her stay?

Faith's entire life had been dictated by a prophecy. A stupid prophecy, if you asked her. Coddled and over-protected, Faith decides to do something about it. Finding herself a job, she's thrust into the very heart of the war. In a lonely graveyard, the heir to the werewolf throne meets her match.

Rosa dying was pretty much a given. It was always going to happen-but the how had always been uncertain. Would her ex-lover decide she'd lived long enough, ending her life because she knew too much? Would said ex-lover's enemies come for her throat, realising she could be used as bait? Or would she accidentally kill herself, slipping on beer she'd failed to clean up? Rosa didn't care much for the how-but Gods, what she'd give to know the when.

Kyra was made to serve a purpose. To fight in some big war and kill some big enemy. The usual. Except with too many questions and not enough answers, Kyra put her foot down. Enough was enough. Escorted to her big bad creator's office, Kyra's life spirals out of hand.