Adira Angelo has always been taught to stand her ground against male wolves, no matter what. She was to never show submission for she was to become the Alpha of her father's pack. In her world it's rare for a female to become the Alpha of a pack and Adira's was not happy to have a She-Wolf lead them. In the midst of sexist pack members, assassination attempts, and learning how to lead a pack, Adira's insanely attractive mate stumbles onto her land. Not only was he from a pack that was across the country, he was an Alpha. Now Adira must prove to her pack and her mate that her father wasn't wrong and that she could lead a pack. Should be easy, right?

Clarity is the Daughter of one of the biggest packs in America.. the Blue Mountain Pack. Her brother is the next Alpha in line and is overly protective of Clarity. She doesn't want a mate and has promised herself never to fall in love with someone else and keep to her somewhat innocent self. Her mate Xavier, alpha of the Greenwood Pack which is the strongest pack in America, on the other hand is completely opposite. he has been searching for his mate for a lifetime. He promised himself to keep his Luna with him from the moment he laid eyes on her. he is possessive, but he only wants whats best for his mate and in his mind its him. will Clarity accept Xavier? will they overcome their difference? what will happen if they do accept each other?

I used to think we were the definition of couple goals. You know-the annoying kind that finish each other's sentences, post mushy anniversary captions, and make single people gag. Yeah, that was us. My husband, the love of my life. My partner. My soulmate. My... lying, cheating bastard. I walked in one night, still humming the song he sent me that morning, and found him busy. And by busy, I mean balls-deep in someone who clearly didn't know her right foundation shade. I broke. Cried till I couldn't breathe. Because that was my man, my home, my whole damn world falling apart on our Egyptian cotton sheets. But then I wiped my tears, looked at him-pathetic, naked, stammering-and realized something beautiful: heartbreak makes you dangerous. He begged. Oh, he sobbed. Promised me the world, said it meant nothing, said I was everything. So I smiled and said, prove it. And he did. Bought me cars, jewelry, houses-signed every last property in my name. My name, not ours. I let him grovel, let him believe forgiveness was for sale, and every time he kissed my feet, I made him dig his grave a little deeper. Love made me soft. Betrayal made me rich. And when I finally walked out, I didn't even slam the door. I just left him there-kneeling in the ruins of everything he thought he owned.

We weren't in love. We were an inferno-ruthless, consuming, the kind of fire that left nothing but smoke and scars. Vikram was my first kiss, my first time, my first taste of forever. And he was the first boy who ever made me fear the way love could bruise. One look in his eyes and I saw my father's madness staring back at me. So I did the only thing I could-I ripped us apart before he could ruin me too. But Vikram never let me walk away clean. He made sure I bled for it. He fucked his way through half the class, made me watch him turn cruel, made me choke on the ashes of what we used to be. He made me watch him become everything I hated. And still, I loved him like a fool. Still, I gave him one rule-don't touch her. The girl who made my life a living hell. The one betrayal that would cut me deeper than all the rest. And he did it anyway. That was the day I buried whatever soft, stupid love I had left for him. That was the day I decided Vikram Chauhan could burn alone. Now he's back in my life. Older. Colder. Dangerous in ways even he wasn't before. And he's looking at me like I'm still his, like the years and the ruin mean nothing. But he doesn't get to set me on fire twice. Too bad, Vikram. This time, it's not happening.

She loved me when I didn't even know how to love myself. Sahiba walked into my life with eyes full of devotion and a heart foolish enough to believe I could give her the same in return. And what did I do? I crushed her. With my silence. With my indifference. With the walls I built so high she could never climb them. Worst of all? My fucking betrayal. She thinks it's over. That the divorce ended us. But the truth she doesn't know is brutal-she's still my wife. On paper, in law, in name... and in the marrow of my bones. I never let her go. I couldn't. I've spent years carrying the weight of her absence like a noose around my neck. Every day without her has been punishment. Every night, I see the girl I destroyed staring back at me in my dreams, reminding me that I turned her love into ashes. But this time, I won't let her slip through my fingers. I'll fight. I'll bleed. I'll burn the world if I have to. She might hate me, curse me, despise the ground I walk on-but I'll take it. Because losing her once broke me. Losing her again will kill me. I was her nightmare once. Now I'll be her damnation or her salvation. But I'll be hers.

Amari Vasilios, the CEO of a rapidly growing Advertising Company in California, experienced a heartbreak from her best friend, Zane Shaw, five years ago-a person she least expected to be the first to break her heart. Surprisingly, it was all because of a girl he had known for only four months. Amari was furious at the time, and her anger still persists. She made a conscious effort to ignore and avoid Zane as much as possible, and for the past five years, she succeeded. However, everything has changed now. Presently, she finds herself gazing at the invitation letter clenched in her hand. It turns out to be a wedding invitation, sent by her brother and his fiancee. She realizes she must return home, to New York, and attend the wedding. Going to the wedding means encountering Zane once again. Going to the wedding means coming face-to-face with the person she managed to evade successfully for five long years. Read the story of Amari Vasilios and Zane Shaw in 'Chase me.' Copyright © 2021 by Lency Slamet All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

They built a life together. A family. A company. A future. But somewhere between boardroom meetings and bedtime stories, the spark faded. Sienna Brooks thought the life she worked so hard to build was enough. Until the husband she trusted found new excitement in someone younger, someone new-someone who wasn't her. Betrayed but not broken, Sienna won't fall apart. She'll rise. And when Miles Bennett, a quiet force from her past, reappears with eyes that never stopped seeing her, Sienna learns that sometimes, love doesn't shout-it waits. This is a story about heartbreak, healing, and falling in love again-this time, with someone who's been ready all along. (POV switches ahead-because both sides of the story matter, even if one's being a dumbass. You'll see.)