Ari isn't treated right by his family. As the only omega in a family of Alphas, he is used as more of a servant. He doesn't expect to find his mate, and if he does he only expects rejection. Logan is the future Alpha of the Silver Moon Forest Pack, and can't wait to find his mate. He has dreamed of his mate ever since he came of age and had loved thinking of how he will love and support his mate. After getting into a sticky situation, Ari finds himself with a mate that is none other than the Alpha to be. How will their bond develop when Ari's past starts to catch up with him.

She was sold to pay a debt. He was born to rule an empire built on blood. Sofia Marina has spent years surviving a life she never chose. By day, she works in a quiet Manhattan bakery, pretending she is normal. By night, she serves drinks in a luxury gentlemen's club owned by the man who bought her freedom before she was old enough to understand what it meant. She belongs to a contract. To a debt. To silence. Until the night Alessandro Valenti walks in. Twenty-seven. Italian. Untouchable. The most powerful Don in Italy doesn't believe in fate. He believes in control. But when his eyes meet hers under violet lights and expensive lies, something shifts. Not desire. Not lust. Recognition. And Alessandro Valenti does not ignore what he wants. What begins as curiosity turns into obsession. What begins as business turns into war. Because Sofia has a past that refuses to stay buried. A violent ex. A dangerous debt. And men who believe they own her. But they made one mistake. They let Valenti see her. This is not a fairytale. This is a dark empire colliding with a broken girl who refuses to stay broken. And when the Don decides something is his... He never lets it go.

I never thought werewolves or vampires actually existed. Granted I've read more fan fiction, books and comics than anyone, but those were all just fake stories, right? I thought finding a wounded wolf in the woods, that turned into a little girl would be the craziest thing that happened to me. But that was just the beginning, now I have to prove myself to an entire pack of werewolves. All because I met him, I am the mate of an alpha wolf. I am human. I am so totally screwed.

𝐁𝐨𝐬𝐬/𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐞, 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ••••••••••••••••••••• 𝐀𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐞 𝐙𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝. A 24 years old hard working secretary that always likes to keep things to herself and avoid trouble. She has been working for the same company for three years and in all that time, she has been ignored by her boss. And that's how she liked it to be. 𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨 𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐲𝐝𝐞. A 36 years old successful and powerful CEO that would rather be at work than anywhere else. Aimee never expected that things between her and her grumpy boss would soon start to change. And this time she will have to figure out her feelings for Mr. Hyde. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You still haven't asked me to be your girlfriend." "I don't want you to be just my girlfriend. I want you to be my EVERYTHING." Highest rankings: #1 in officeromance #1 in sunshine #1 in sweet girl #2 in billionaire #1 in boss #2 in rich #1 in grumpy #2 in ceo #3 in workplace #8 in employee #1 in foryou #1 in assistant #3 in romance #1 in sweet romance #2 in agegap #1 in cute love #3 in sweet #2 in business #1 in cute

𝐃𝐫.𝐀𝐫𝐞𝐬 never believed in love. As one of the top cardiologists in the country, he was known for being cold, quiet, and completely focused on his work. He had everything people dreamed of-success, money, respect-but emotions were never a part of his life. Until one evening. A simple glance at a girl sitting in a café leaves him restless in a way he has never felt before. He tries to ignore it, convince himself it means nothing, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't seem to forget her. And just when he thinks he'll never see her again, she walks into his hospital as a new intern. Maybe some people are meant to change your life without even trying.

"I looked into his eyes, and my gaze drifted to his lips. His eyes followed mine. We both leaned closer, neither of us willing to break the silence. Before I could second-guess myself, I pressed my lips against his. For a heartbeat, he froze. Then, slowly, he kissed me back. Electricity shot through every inch of my body. When he finally pulled away, his eyes narrowed as they searched mine. My wolf trembled with fear... afraid of rejection. And so was I." --- Ian Arnault is twenty-six years old, the powerful CEO of Knight Enterprises-the world's most influential corporation, founded by his cousin, Aiden Knight, the richest man alive and the company's legendary chairman. Standing at 6'5", Ian is a born Dominant. Confident, charismatic, and unapologetically commanding, he expects obedience from those who submit to him. Breaking his rules has consequences. Desired by countless women, he has never struggled to capture anyone's attention. Wolfrik Crescent, twenty-five, is the feared Alpha of the Crescent Pack-the strongest werewolf pack after the Alpha King's own. At 6'7", he's every bit as dominant as Ian: ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to control. Every she-wolf dreams of becoming his mate and Luna, but Wolfrik has no intention of settling down. Then the Moon Goddess intervenes. One fateful bond. Two men who have spent their entire lives believing they were straight. Two Dominants destined to become mates. Neither is willing to submit. Neither is willing to walk away. As desire clashes with pride and fate refuses to loosen its grip, Ian and Wolfrik find themselves locked in a battle of wills where losing may be the only way to win. When two Alphas refuse to bow... Who will surrender first? Or will fate force them to discover that love doesn't care about rules? @All Rights Reserved.

She's a young doctor. He's an Alpha born to lead a hidden community. "I need to explain the mate bond," he said. Her heart stopped. Literally skipped. "Oh," she said faintly. "That." He didn't look away, but he did lean back, giving her space-as if preparing for her to bolt. "You know we imprint," he said quietly. "You know our instincts take over when the bond gets strong. But you don't know what finalizes it." She swallowed. "Okay." "There's..." He hesitated, and that was a first. William didn't fumble words. "There's a bite involved." She stared. Blink. Blink. Wait- A bite? "As in-like-a literal bite?" she asked, voice tight. "Yes." "On my neck?" "Yes." "You bite me." "Yes." Her blood turned to ice. He continued carefully, like each word risked sending her sprinting for the door. "It's not violent. It's not meant to hurt. It's a mark-a bond-seal. It connects us on every level. Emotionally. Physically. Through our wolves." "I don't have a wolf," she snapped. His jaw flexed. "I know."

He looks like he might close the space between us. He looks like he wants to. My brain supplies a dozen sane exits. My body refuses every one. He looks as if he might kiss me. So I do something- exactly the kind of crazy I'm proud of but later I regret. I bite him right on the shoulder. He's in a tank, and my teeth definitely sink in. "What the hell?" he jerks back with a sharp laugh, stumbling slightly. "Did you just bite me?" "I panicked!" I defend, a little too quickly. "You don't have to mark me when I'm already yours, Swan." he says. Excuse me? "What!?" I blink, nearly tripping over my own foot. "What did you just say?" He shrugs, all cool and composed, "I'm already yours." he repeats, like it's nothing. Like it's not the verbal equivalent of a punch to the stomach and a kiss to the soul. My jaw drops. "Are you- are you okay?" "Perfectly," he says, then taps his shoulder. "Just sore though." ✧𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.✧ ✩Amara Fontaine, a 24 year old ballerina. She was light, grace, and everything golden. A ballerina with a heart too kind for the cruel world. But even the brightest stars can be swallowed by the dark. 🜲Xavier Hayes, a 27 year old boxer. He was ruthless, untouchable, and everything dark. A man who never let anyone close-until her. But love makes even the strongest men bleed. Tropes- Boxer X Ballerina Enemies to Lovers Touch her and 🔪 He fell first and she fell harder Possessive and Obsessed MCs Nicknames and Banter Betrayal and Revenge [THIS IS A CLOSED DOOR ROMANCE!]

"You think I haven't noticed you before?" He asks, out of the blue, turning his head as he watches my facial expressions with amusement, leaning back into his chair, unbothered. I stare at him, trying to cover the shock displayed on my face, but he still caught my reaction, smirking. How could he have noticed me before? Does that mean he... knows? "When?" I ask, my voice trembling under his sharp gaze. "The first day of year 10. You had your hair out, with a cute little headband on. You also wore a pink hoodie with that short ass white skirt." He spoke, looking up at the ceiling as if he's trying to remember exactly what I wore on the first day of school. How could he have possibly remembered what I wore on the first day of school? It's been a year! "How did you?-" I begin to question but he cuts me off. "Who wouldn't remember a pretty thing like you? You're beautiful." ˖ .°˖✧ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱✧˖°. ˖ Amelia Raven always had feelings for him. She always grew red as she watched him talking with his friends. Her feelings had grew and she wanted to get closer to him but never had the courage to. Asher Anderson always watched her every move, amusement glistening in his eyes as he watched her turn the corner to hide away from him. He began to grow interest in her and demanded the principle to set up tutoring sessions with her. From then on, his interest for her only grew. ˖ .°˖✧ ꒰ঌ ♡ ໒꒱✧˖°. ˖ Silent Heartthrob by Heavenlyxn 🦢

There's this silence between us that stretches longer than it should, and it wraps around my chest like a weighted blanket. My throat tightens. I stare at him like I'm trying to memorise the face of someone who shouldn't exist. A dream made real. My lips part before I can stop myself. "Were you sent by my dad to take care of me?" The question hangs in the air, trembling like the last leaf in autumn. Aiden's gaze softens. His lips tug into the gentlest smile I've ever seen. It's the kind of smile that could mend broken wings. "No" he whispers. "I volunteered." The words hit harder than I expect. Like a punch wrapped in silk. I gasp, air leaves me in a rush I can't reclaim. But before I can fully process what he's just said, he takes a step closer. His fingers ghost over my cheek, brushing away a tear I didn't realise had fallen. And then-he kisses me painfully slow. His hand cups the back of my neck, anchoring me to a moment I never want to end. And just when I think it's over, he pulls away just enough to look at me. His thumb traces the damp trail of tears down my cheek. He doesn't say anything. He just leans in again, and kisses them away. One by one. My tears. My pain. My silence. All kissed away by a boy who didn't come to save me because someone sent him. He came because he chose to.