When Remsie's boyfriend asked her to go on a tour of the NASA Space Center, she assumed the most interesting thing she would see would be a rocket. But she couldn't have been more wrong... After falling through a top secret portal to another world, Remsie wakes nauseous and disoriented in a world she wasn't built to survive. When she's discovered by a tall alien warrior and brought back to his den mates she's determined to keep them at arms length. But that's hard to do when they believe she's a deity come save their species from extinction. Caught in the complicated pack games of this foreign world, it is not only reality as she knows it at risk of being lost forever, but her life and maybe her heart... ___ #1 in alien on 09/03/25 #1 in science fiction on 10/22/25 #1 in scifi fantasy on 10/22/25 #1 in romantasy on 11/14/25 #1 in paranormal romance on 12/22/25 #1 in why choose on 3/26/25

She should have kept her mouth shut. Every night, Violet Johnson buries herself in dark romance novels. Possessive antiheroes. Cold men with dangerous power. Obsession that burns slow and devours whole. She loves every page... until she slams the book shut in frustration. Because none of those men are real. No man looks at her like she's his undoing. No man corners her and makes her pulse riot. No man feels dangerous enough to ruin her life beautifully. So she makes a wish. A stupid, half-asleep, whispered wish. "Just once... let me meet a man like that." The next morning begins like every other. Coffee. Headphones. Late for work. Until she walks straight into a wall of muscle and expensive danger. He smells like something forbidden. He looks carved, not born. His voice is low, controlled, cold enough to frost over skin. And when she panics and blurts out, "Sorry... you're just really handsome," she wants the ground to swallow her whole. He doesn't smile. He studies her. As if she's interesting. As if she's... entertaining. What Violet doesn't know is that the universe didn't misunderstand her wish. It answered it precisely. The man she bumped into is not fictional. He is not safe. And he is not the kind of man who allows coincidences. He notices how she stares too long. How her emotions flicker across her face like open pages. How she tries to hide her growing obsession... and fails beautifully. She falls first. Hard. Secretly. He falls harder. Dangerously. Possessive in silence. Strategic in pursuit. Amused by her shameless curiosity. And when he realizes she wanted a dark romance hero? He decides to show her what that really means. Careful what you wish for. Some fantasies do not come with safe words.

She went to apply for a visa. Instead, she found a husband. Not a name she recognized. Not a face she'd ever loved. But one signature... one binding record... and suddenly, her life was no longer hers alone. According to the system, she was already married. To a man in Romania. A man she had never met. A man she definitely did not marry. What should have been a simple correction turns into a demand: Find him. Fix it. Divorce him. Clean. Quick. Forgotten. But nothing about him is clean. Because when she finally steps into his world, expecting confusion, denial, maybe even cooperation... she finds something far more dangerous. He **refuses**. Not out of anger. Not out of misunderstanding. But principle. Because to him, marriage is not paperwork. It is ownership. It is loyalty. It is blood. And now that she has stepped into his territory, into his name, into his life... He has no intention of letting her walk away. Not when her existence raises questions. Not when her presence feels... right. Not when something about this "mistake" feels far too deliberate. In a world ruled by power, secrets, and quiet violence, she is no longer just a stranger. She is his wife. And whether this marriage was an accident... or a carefully crafted trap- She's about to learn that some vows are written in ink. And enforced in blood. ---

After damaging property belonging to one of the most feared Spanish mafia families in the city, seventeen-year-old Nyla Brooks expects to be killed on the spot. Instead, she's taken in by the powerful De León family, who become strangely protective over the orphaned girl. But as secrets about Nyla's past begin to surface, it becomes clear her disappearance years ago was no accident-and someone is willing to kill to keep the truth buried.

Lena thought she was doing the right thing when she broke up with Que, the love of her life, just days before heading off to college. After all, they were headed in two different directions-she was focused on building a future, and he was tied to the streets, living a dangerous but lucrative life. But everything changes when Lena finds out she's pregnant with Que's baby, and he's nowhere to be found. Despite her efforts to reach out, Que refuses to respond, still hurt by the breakup. Now, Lena is starting a new life in a new state, carrying a secret that will change both of their lives forever. As Lena tries to move forward and focus on her future, she can't shake the past-or the love she still feels for Que. But when Que finally learns about the baby, he shows up ready to claim what's his. Will their unresolved feelings pull them back together, or is the damage too deep for them to ever find their way back to each other?

{MATURE - mid slow burn with yearning MMC. Knotting, claiming, mate frenzy and rutting. Check the trigger warnings. The FMC is a plus-size woman who insecure about her body, but as the book progresses, she'll learn to love herself.} ✧ SNIPPET ✧ My body hummed with desire as I tilted my head, giving him more access. "Fuck, you smell so good, sweetheart." He nipped at my jaw, his voice rough and primal. "I want to pound you so hard, knot you, and breed you with our pups." I gasped, clutching his shirt. "What are you waiting for? " I whispered against his mouth. "Claim me. Mark me. And make me yours." His eyes flashed, and a growl rumbled through him. "Careful, sweetheart. Once I claim you, you'll be mine-body, heart, and soul." "Then take me." ~**~ Christmas was meant to be magical-yet for Rosie Martinez, it became the night her world ended. A cruel bet. A viral video. A betrayal that left her reputation in ruins. Desperate to breathe again, Rosie runs to a quiet mountain town where no one knows her name-where she hopes she can disappear. She didn't expect him. Jude Winters-hockey captain, future Alpha of the Winters Pack, and the stranger who saved her in the snow. The moment he touched her, he knew. Mate. His. Forever. Rosie has no idea what she is to him. No clue about the supernatural world hidden beneath this frozen town. She only feels the way her body awakens around him... and the way he watches her like she's the only woman he's ever wanted. But when her past crashes into their peaceful relationship-threatening the one person he cares about-Jude's control snaps. And Rosie learns the truth: Wolves are real. Mates are fated. And she's his. And Jude Winters will burn the world before he lets anyone take her away.

In a world where witches guard ancient secrets and werewolves rule the wild, Seraphine Alder -an unapologetically curvy witch with fire in her hair and spells at her fingertips- never expected to save an alpha. But when a brutally wounded werewolf collapses at her feet during a blood moon ritual, everything changes. Kael, a 6'9 wall of muscle and raw power, is the alpha of a pack on the brink of destruction. Hunted by a rival clan, his only chance at survival lies in the hands of the fiery witch who defies every rule to protect him. Bound by magic and danger, their connection burns hotter than any spell. as enemies close in and old powers awaken, Seraphine and Kael must decide if their bond is powerful enough to rewrite fate- or if love alone cant survive the darkness.

She's used to being the punchline. He's ready to burn down the theater. Journee Doyle has perfected the art of invisibility. As a plus-size woman in a world obsessed with size zero, she knows her role: be the funny friend, the hard worker, and the one who takes every insult with a smile. By day, she's a ghost. By night, she waits tables at the prestigious Nocturne Crown Hotel, serving Manhattan's elite while trying to forget she exists. Until the night she can't. A backhanded compliment from a billionaire guest and a "clumsy" spill of red wine by a jealous waitress leave Journee humiliated in a room full of people who refuse to look her in the eye. She flees, thinking it's just another scar to hide. She's wrong. Someone was looking. Andrés Morales-the elusive, ruthless CEO of the Nocturne Crown empire. A man who rules New York from the shadows. To him, Journee isn't invisible. She is inevitable. Andrés saw the insult. He saw the tears she tried to hide. And when he rewinds the security tape, his fascination snaps into a dark, primal obsession. He doesn't just want to comfort her; he wants to ruin anyone who ever made her feel small. When a custom gown arrives at her doorstep, sent to an unlisted address, Journee realizes this is no fairy tale. It's a hunt. She thinks he's playing a cruel game. She thinks a man like him could never want a woman like her. So she runs. But she's forgetting one thing: Andrés Morales owns the city. And he loves a chase. He doesn't want her to fit into his world. He's reshaping the world to fit her.

She was a devoted wife. A brilliant doctor. A woman who believed she understood her own boundaries. Then her husband's secret gambling debt drags them into the orbit of the city's most feared mafia don-and nothing is hers anymore. Taken from their home in the dead of night, she's forced to save a man who lives on violence and power. He's ruthless, untouchable, and devastatingly magnetic. Every look lingers too long. Every accidental touch ignites something dangerous. Every low, controlled word chips away at her resolve. She tells herself she's loyal. Married. Moral. But obsession doesn't care about vows. Late-night treatments blur into intimate confessions. Professional distance erodes into stolen moments. What begins as duty becomes temptation, then craving-an ache she can't silence and a man she can't escape. In a world where trust is lethal and desire is a liability, surrendering could cost her everything she's built. Or it could be the only thing that makes her feel alive.

"I should let you go," he growled against her throat. "But I'd rather watch you beg while I ruin every inch of you instead." ... Davina James thought she'd escaped the worst of it. After years trapped in an abusive relationship with a rising New York crime lord, she finally breaks free-disappearing into the shadows of Las Vegas with nothing but a duffel bag of cash and a promise her brother made years ago: If you ever decide to leave him, I'll be here. Desperate to survive without exposing her past, Davina takes a job as a bartender at La Rosa Nera-the most exclusive strip club on the Strip. What she doesn't know is that the club is owned by Lucian Accardi, a man far more dangerous than the one she fled. Lucian rules the Las Vegas underworld with silence and blood. He watches everything. Misses nothing. And the moment Davina walks through his doors, he wants her. Soft-spoken. Bruised. Hiding something. Lucian sees it all. And worse-he decides she's his. But claiming her comes with a price. Davina's brother is the detective hunting Lucian's empire from the inside. Her past is a powder keg waiting to ignite. And Lucian? He doesn't do love. He does possession. Twisted loyalty. Forbidden attraction. Power. Control. In this world, survival means surrender. And surrendering to a man like Lucian Accardi might just ruin her... or set her free. Please Read Content Warning Before Adding Book