"You thought you could threaten her? That you could hurt her, violate her the way that you did and walk away alive?" His voice was filled with raw fury, each word like a blow. "Please," the Sower gasped, his eyes darting to the ghastly charred remains of his men. "I- We didn't mean-" Thane didn't let him finish. With a surge of heat, the flames flared from his body, engulfing the man in a swirling inferno. The Sower screamed, his cries echoing through the clearing as the fire consumed him, but it didn't end his life-not yet. Thane controlled the flames, letting them torture rather than kill, a terrifying display of his power and restraint. "Didn't mean to?" Thane echoed mockingly, leaning down so his face was inches from the Sower. His eyes burned with rage, dark and unrelenting. "You meant every word, every threat, every action. And now you'll burn for it." ******************** In a world torn by war, where men and women are divided into separate kingdoms, Fern, a healer and herbalist, sets out to end the decade-long conflict. Her quest leads her toward the men's kingdom, but an unexpected encounter with an injured man changes everything. Little does she know that the man is the undefeated Ghost of the Battlefield. He was notorious and feared for slaughtering female warriors. Despite the hatred in his eyes, Fern makes the decision to heal him, forging a bond that neither expected. As their worlds collide, they must face the scars of their past. Can a single act of kindness heal old wounds, or will the weight of their history destroy them both?

In a world ruled by powerful shapeshifter empires, humans are weak, fragile, and often enslaved. She is one of them, abused, alone, and powerless. But she has a secret. She can communicate with animals, a gift no one else can see. He is a mega alpha, feared by all and desired by many. Strong, commanding, and ruthless, he rules with dominance, until he smells her. The bond is instant. She is his. But he is harsh, unpredictable, and tests her in ways no one could survive. Will her kindness, obedience, and hidden gift be enough to survive in a world where love is dangerous, loyalty is tested, and packs will do anything to protect or destroy their own? Dark, dramatic, and dangerous. A tale of dominance, devotion, and a love that cannot be broken.

In Avaris, dragon bonds hold power, and mine might destroy everything. At twenty-four, my path in the Scaleborne Legion should have been simple. I never expected Nocthyrn, a wild Shadow dragon no one should bond, to choose me. Our bond pulls me into a triad with two elite riders who are nothing like I expected. Kane, a controlled storm wielder, dangerous in all the wrong ways. Caleb, a fire wielder, warm enough to melt every defense I have. Training with them is chaos. Fighting with them is power. Falling for them? I never stood a chance. Something ancient has awakened between us, something fierce and realm breaking, magic strong enough to tear Avaris apart or save it. Perfect for fans of spicy romantasy, dragon riders, why choose, morally gray heroes, and fated magical bonds. [Highest Rankings: #1 Fantasy, #1 Dragonriders, #1 Book-One, #1 Bonded, #1 Fiery, #1 NAFantasy, #1 DragonBond and #1 GoldenRetrieverEnergy]

In Qaranlıq, hope is dead. A Zoneplex ruled by Demons, Djinn, and the Red Stone: Ghazayam. A world where dragons and mages are nothing more than slaves. An empire that devours the weak. Here, women are not seen as people but as possessions, sexual trophies: claimed, traded, and discarded at the whims of monsters. Some are vessels for heirs, others playthings for cruel masters, and a rare few, like her, are something far worse: a prize worth starting a war over. A tyrant wants to defile her. A king wants to breed her. A mage wants to protect her. She was never meant to survive, but blood remembers what the mind forgets, and soon, they will all learn; a caged thing does not forget the taste of freedom. And when the chains break, the world will bleed. TRIGGER WARNING; SEXUAL ASSAULT, SATANISM, DARK THEMES.

In the opulent world of nobility, Elara, the overlooked bastard child of a wealthy lord, finds solace in the shadows of insignificance. However, her fate takes an unexpected turn when her sister is chosen to be courted by the crown prince of the kingdom. This moment presents Elara with the chance to break free from her perceived worthlessness and carve her own destiny. As Elara embraces the picturesque life at court, the tranquility is violently shattered when the palace falls under a brutal attack. The notorious warlord Malachi, who has been relentlessly conquering the continent, now sets his sights on Elara's kingdom. Miraculously spared in the onslaught, Elara soon discovers Malachi's unexpected interest in her. His intentions are clear - he aims to make Elara his queen. Haunted by questions of why the ruthless Malachi is so entranced by her, Elara grapples with the complexities of love in the midst of captivity. As the proposal looms and her family's safety hangs in the balance, Elara must navigate the treacherous waters of her emotions and decide whether to submit to the warlord's desires or resist at the risk of everything she holds dear. "What exactly is it that you want from me, your highness?" "Let's drop titles between us, hmm darling?" "I have no title." "Perhaps we should change that."

It was rumored that a beast lived in the shadows, he was known as the sex beast long before a battle went down and after that, he was known as the scarred beast who preyed on females in heat. No female had ever survived his wrath, or bore his mark. Except for one. Lilliana never thought what she would come across on one fateful night where she felt more hornier than ever. Once marked by the beast, everyone frowned upon her and she was ruined until the beast appeared again, claiming her as his. 18+ (Jumps into action real quick!)

Led by whispers, bound by madness It's not frightening to take a life, but what is terrifying is the power to change it completely. Forced by my parents and haunted by my actions, I never expected my life to take such a turn. But here I am, confined within the walls of the Grimstone Asylum, a facility for the mentally ill. Among them is he, the Mad Alpha, a legend wrapped in tragedy, trapped here for over a decade. They say he's insane, a danger to all, and they keep him hidden, lost in a haze of tranquilizers and wolfsbane. But what if the madness they claim is merely a facade? I've to know, for my own sake. [weekly updates]

Evangeline enjoys working as a maid in the castle of Prince Marak Xoraneth, the fourth prince to the Sharith Empire. Especially when he treats her with a kindness that he doesn't show others. Then chaos befalls the palace, and she's forced to flee the capital. For the next four years, she manages to live in peace out in the countryside, content to live as far away from the capital as possible. Unfortunately, the past has a way of catching up. Soon she finds herself back inside the imperial palace with Marak, now emperor of Sharith. And she's even more shocked when he tells her that he only brought her back for one purpose - to make her his wife. And he won't allow her to run away from him again. XXXX Content Warning: This book contains depictions of SA, graphic violence, other non-con elements, mentions of child abuse, mentions of suicide, sexually explicit content, mild BSDM elements, and kidnapping that may trigger certain audiences.

"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

He's obsessed, insane even. He has to know her, watch her, touch her. She's his, and nothing will stop him. But she's smarter than he thinks.. ••• "You call me if he bothers you ever again, yeah?" "It's really nothing I-" he cuts me off "You'll call me." He says firmer "okay?" "Okay" I say softly, looking up at him. He's so fucking close to me. We just stand there for a moment and I'm having trouble remembering how to breathe. He leans closer, gently tilting my head up so that my eyes stay on him. "Good girl"