No one knows her name. No one remembers the program. Fifteen years ago, Project NOVA burned itself out of existence - a covert military experiment designed to create perfect human operatives through psychological conditioning, sensory deprivation, and combat reprogramming. Every file was erased. Every scientist buried. Every subject presumed dead. But one lived. Now, the woman known only as Nova moves through the world like a ghost - a silent weapon-for-hire with no allegiance, no past, and no record. Her efficiency is legendary; her detachment, absolute. To most agencies, she's an asset. To others, a rumor. When a classified threat surfaces - something tied to the same black-ops labs that built her - the elite strike team ONYX is ordered to bring her in as a consultant. The men of ONYX - Commander Asher Vale, sharpshooter Reid Hawthorne, tech specialist Kade Mercer, and demolitions expert Silas Ward - have spent years surviving on trust, instinct, and brotherhood. They follow orders. They don't take risks. And they definitely don't work with outsiders. Until she walks in. Nova becomes the team's greatest weapon and deepest fracture. Her presence ignites suspicion, desire, and a quiet terror that none of them can name - because the more they uncover about her, the clearer it becomes: Project NOVA never ended. It evolved. It's watching. And she isn't just their newest operative. She's the reason they were assembled in the first place.

When six former Navy SEALs walk into Dr. Seraphina Mitchell's clinic, she expects another routine consultation. What she doesn't expect is to become their missing piece. Sera's world shattered when tragedy left her carrying her late sister's baby. Now, as a renowned therapist, she's determined to heal what's broken, starting with the stubborn ex-SEAL commander who refuses to believe he can walk again. But as professional boundaries blur and life gets complicated, Sera discovers these six men might be exactly what she needs to heal her own wounded heart. Sometimes the family you choose is the one that saves you.

Cassandra Primrose had spent her life training for war, never for a mate bond. But when fate ties her to Alexander Knight, the ruthless Lycan King, she refuses to submit. Alec is powerful, feared, and completely unwilling to let her go. She is his mate, his Luna, and no matter how hard she fights, he knows one thing-she belongs beside him. But Cassandra is no queen in a golden cage. She's a warrior first. And when the kingdom is threatened, when traitors rise and betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, she proves one thing: She is not just Alexander's mate. She is his equal. And she will fight for him, just as fiercely as he fights for her. Most impressive Rankings: #1 in mending #11 in alexander #16 in cassandra

"I don't care that you're my mate. I will never... and I repeat, I will never be yours, Hunter." she grits her teeth, making Hunter smirk. "Is that a challenge? We'll just have to see about that, sweetheart," he says, fighting his wolf for dominance as he feels the sparks surge through his body caused by the light touch of her skin on his. The mating bond call was itching at his skin. "You'll be mine sooner or later, and when that happens, you'll be moaning my name out with those sweet juicy lips of yours," he says, running his lips over hers in a feather-like motion. He had to have her, he needed to have her, but before he could claim her, he first had to win her heart. Hunter Black is used to having any woman he wants at his disposal. Being the alpha of his pack has its perks after all. He can have any girl he wants at any time of day. At least... that's what she's heard. Abigail Montero was used to being the reject. She was rejected by her family, her pack, and her friends. After being sold by her own father for a box of whiskey she thinks all is lost until she is saved by the notorious rogue King. Bound to find him one day to thank him for saving her life, she sets off on an adventure to seek him, but ends up finding her long-lost crush, Hunter Black. Except his reputation is disheartening. She hates men like him, players, and womanizers who think they can get any girl he wants. Will she give in to the mating bond, or make his life a living hell? WOLVES OF THE DARK MOON SERIES BOOK 1- ALPHA RICK BOOK 2- ALPHA BLACK AND HIS LUNA

Calista's tormented past and Nyx's vengeance. Escaping from their dark past, Nyx and her brother, Nox, became Rogues in search of answers and freedom. Violence and years of trauma hardened them, while secrets and promises bonded them. What will happen when they cross paths with the pack known for destroying Rogues and conquering the weak? Will the mate bond twist their plans or lead them further down the path of darkness? Is there any salvation for the damned? Only the Moon Goddess knows... - "What is your name? Why is your wolf black?" "It's...not...important." Three more. My head began to lull forward as my neck could no longer hold the weight. He walked around with thundering footsteps and grabbed my head by my wet curls. He pulled my head back until he could see my face, taunting me with a dark smile and eyes full of delight. "Why don't you carry a scent? Who are you?" I gave him a bloody smile as my eyes started to close, darkness singing its siren song beneath the ringing in my ears. "I thought...you'd...never ask," I panted out weakly as I let Enyo penetrate the room with our scent. "I'm...your...mate," I added before passing out, welcoming the darkness like an old, missed friend. - Most impressive ranking: #1 in werewolf, #4 in Lycan, #1 in Slow, #4 in Gory Notes from the Author: If you are looking for a story that leans more on slow-burning, plot-building themes with multiple moving forces that are not solely centered around the straightforward mate bond romance, then start reading! **Strong language and vivid imagery are scattered throughout**

The kingdom is bleeding, and war is no longer coming - it's here. Rogues rise under one banner. Her father's. Villages burn, packs fall, and the Lycan King is out for blood. Then she appears - shackled, silent, defiant. A rogue. A prisoner. A mystery. Kalowna Vaekhar doesn't tolerate weakness. He conquers it. But something about her makes his instincts snarl and his wolf still. She's too composed for someone broken. Too dangerous for someone without a wolf. Too tempting for a king who swore to never lose control again. He should execute her. Instead, he locks her behind gold and steel and watches the storm gather in her eyes. Something ancient stirs in her bones. Something forbidden. And the more she awakens, the more his empire begins to crack. She's not just part of the war. She's the key to ending it. Or destroying everything he was born to protect. "You're a rogue," he says, voice low and filled with contempt. "And I despise everything that makes you one." She lowers her gaze, voice barely a whisper: "I am what they made me... broken and lost."

In a world where werewolves rule and humans are forced to survive in forgotten districts, Ferial has learned to keep her head down and her hopes small. But when whispers spread of a powerful heir visiting the human zones, the fragile balance of her life begins to shift. What starts as curiosity soon becomes the beginning of something neither human nor wolf could have foreseen.

Ella was the alpha's daughter. She was the supposed heir and first female Alpha of the pack after her parents failed to bear another child, but her life went sour. She was abhorred, rejected, and termed a demon by her father and entire pack after she committed a grievous crime on the day of her supposed first shift. Ella believed that meeting her mate would bring the end of her suffering, but when she was faced with her fated mate, the cursed Lycan prince who stared back at her with contempt, irritation and hatred, her last hope became bleak. She was thrown into his arms as another prey to be devoured and everyone knew it was a death sentence to be his mate. She was his third mate and next to get killed by his beast just as his curse demands. But when no one expected it, the unimaginable happened. Note from the Author. I am still learning to pen down my imaginations. This might be the worst book you'd read. You can stop reading when you get triggered and pissed to the core. Switch to my other book or leave entirely instead of commenting how bad it is. I am not proud of it. Wrote most of it when I was a growing teen tasting my ability to write. Improving nevertheless. 😘 Thanks.

---- 🐺 The True Luna: Reborn > I was born under a blood moon, into a name that carried weight - whispered through generations like prophecy. Moon. Sacred. Feared. Expected to rise. But the wolf inside me never woke. No shift. No howl. Just silence... and shame. When the mate bond snapped into place, I felt hope bloom - sharp, trembling, dangerous. Then he looked at me. And chose someone else. Not because I was unworthy... But because I terrified him. I left it all behind. The pack. The promise. The broken destiny. I buried the girl they wanted and became something else. A shadow in the human world. A woman with ink-stained fingers and secrets in her eyes. I don't need a mate. I don't crave power. But darkness... darkness has always known my name. Then he appeared. Prince Damien Knight Walker. Lycan royalty. A predator cloaked in silk and war. He touched me with his eyes first - like he was peeling back my skin. He says I belong to him. But I am not his to tame. There's something dangerous inside me now. Something ancient. Hungry. Awake. Let the kingdoms tremble. I'm Arielle Moon. And I wasn't reborn to be someone's Luna. I was reborn to burn thrones. ---

Sequel to Bound to Honor In war, trust is fragile. In betrayal, it burns. After surviving an ambush that tore Unit Nine apart from the inside, Lieutenant Colonel Rhys Callan is left picking up the pieces-and burying the man he once called brother. The traitor is dead. But the enemy isn't. And the questions Carter left behind run deeper than blood. Sent home on mandatory leave, the team scatters. Some heal. Some drink. Some disappear. Major Cecelia Livingston doesn't have that luxury. Still recovering from the last mission-and from being used as a hostage in Carter's final act-she's barely holding it together. The base is quiet. Too quiet. And Callan is keeping his distance. Again. But the silence doesn't last. Encrypted messages. Unexplained surveillance. A buried file Carter never had clearance for. Something is still moving behind the curtain-and all signs point to a larger, darker force pulling the strings. As secrets surface and loyalties fracture, Cecelia and Callan find themselves drawn back into the fire. The tension between them has never burned hotter-but trust comes slow when the last one you gave it to held you at gunpoint. The line between command and connection is razor-thin. And someone is waiting for them to cross it.