Blurb Born the second twin, Fae was always the shadow-the quiet teacher, the caretaker,,the one who stayed in the shadows and let her siblings shine . When her sister became Luna to a powerful Alpha, she recognised his widowed brother, Blaidd as her own. But he was a man still bound to the memory of his dead mate. For eight long years, she raised his children, kept his home, and did her best to make him see her. But when she discovers the rune carved into his flesh-a witch's mark ensuring she could never bear his child-the truth shatters the last illusion of love. In a public hearing before her Alpha, she asks for what no mated wolf ever has: the right to live her own life. Her courage ripples through the pack, exposing the cracks in every tradition meant to keep her bound. And as she steps beyond her mate's shadow toward a distant land and a craft that calls to her soul, she begins to awaken to the woman she was always meant to be - one carved not from obedience, but from fire, freedom, and forgotten dreams.

CHECK YOUR TRIGGERS FIRST!! In which I fall in love with my sister's brother. "I should hate you." He whispers against my lips. "You do." I say and he nods his head "Then why does it feel like I'd burn the world for you." ** Karina Poleman never planned to marry Nicholas De La Noche-her sister's blood brother, her personal nightmare in a designer suit. Cold-blooded, calculating, and devastatingly cruel, Nicholas forced her hand to seal an alliance between cartels. Now, she wears his ring. Sleeps in his bed. And burns every time he looks at her like he owns her soul. She should hate him. She does hate him. But hate tastes a lot like want and lust when the lights go out. There's something in the way he watches her. Like he's waiting for her to run-so he can chase. Like he wants to ruin her just to see what's underneath the ruins. Like he's been bleeding for her long before she ever said I do. Torn between a past soaked in blood and a future built on lies, Karina is pulled into a deadly game of loyalty, lust, and legacy. When Nicholas is poisoned by someone from her past, a league of deadly assassins and illegal chemists-and the list of enemies starts with her name-she must choose: let him die, or face the truth she swore she'd bury. The past comes roaring back-coated in ash and names she swore never to speak. To save him, she'll have to go back to the shadows. To the place she became a ghost. To the truth that might destroy them both. A dark, erotic romance about knives, bloodlines, and the kind of love that feels like war. Intended for a mature audience (18+) only! viewers discretion is highly advised. Started: January 1st 2025 Ended:

Daeve Morgan doesn't chase power, she designs it. As the youngest CFO in a fiercely competitive cooperate empire, she's built her career on brilliance, brutal efficiency, and a smile sharp enough to draw blood. She has no time for distractions, especially not in the form of Rorik Amsterdam, the company's elusive and infamously cold CEO whose idea of affection looks suspiciously like emotional warfare. Rorik doesn't do vulnerability. Not in business, not in life, and certainly not with a woman who sees straight through him. But Daeve isn't like anyone he's ever known, clever, composed, and dangerously unbothered by his silences. She matches him stride for stride, smirk for smirk, until avoidance turns to obsession, and control starts to crack. Behind closed doors and corporate walls, secrets simmer, about ambition, loyalty, and the cost of wanting someone you're not supposed to have.

She had everything- A glittering skyline at her window, parents who adored her, a lover who swore the stars would bow to her smile. At twenty-eight, Aarika Singhania ruled her empire-a company she'd built from dust and ambition. She was everything which a girl dreams of. Her life was perfect. Too perfect. Until one night-screeching tires, shattered glass, and then-nothing. When she opened her eyes again... the world wasn't hers anymore. A cramped bedroom. Faded walls. Two small faces staring at her with tear-filled eyes- "Mommy?" Her reflection in the cracked mirror was a stranger-twenty-one, tired, beautiful in a way that carried pain. A ring on her finger, a man's shirt hanging on the door, and two toddlers calling her mother. The CEO of a billion-dollar company... now a young wife in a life she never lived. Who was the woman she replaced? Where did her own body go? And can she return to the world that once bowed to her name- or is she destined to rewrite her fate in this borrowed skin? Her heart says it's a second chance. Her mind whispers it's a trap.

Isabella learned too late that love is the most dangerous currency of all. As Queen of Mayhern, she ruled through restraint, not fear choosing compromise over conquest, mercy over suspicion. Every alliance cost her something. Every promise demanded a sacrifice. She gave until there was nothing left but the crown and the quiet ache of everything she had denied herself. The betrayal came from the hands that touched her daily. Those she trusted most sold her death as necessity, wrapped in loyalty and whispered justifications. Isabella was erased carefully, efficiently her blood spilled not in war, but in silence. Her crown passed on before her body was cold. She dies believing love made her weak. Death returns her broken and changed. Isabella rises bound to power that does not forgive and does not forget. The woman who believed in peace is gone, replaced by something sharpened by rage, grief, and the memory of betrayal burned into her bones. She no longer seeks mercy. She seeks control. And then there is him. A man who should have been her enemy. Dangerous. Unyielding. Everything she was taught to fear. He stands at the edge of her revenge, tied to her fate by blood, power, and a truth she is not ready to face. He does not ask for her trust. He does not offer redemption. He offers understanding the kind forged through shared darkness. As Isabella dismantles the lies built over her grave, she finds herself drawn to the one man capable of matching her fury and surviving her wrath. Loving him would be reckless. Trusting him could destroy what remains of her. But some bonds are born in ruin.

She has been reincarnated as a Luna to an Alpha that despises her. *** ALPHA THORNE met his mate a month ago, and she has already proven her greed, unfaithfulness, and cruelty. He will never love the evil woman but is forced to keep her by his side. When she gets in an accident, he wishes her dead. Little does he know that the moon goddess heard his prayers and made them come true. VICTORIA is a human dying of cancer. As she draws her final breath, she expects peaceful darkness. Instead, she awakens in a healthy werewolf's body. But not just any werewolf. She's a pack Luna. Victoria has been given a new chance at life. A healthy body and a powerful position. But she takes one glance at her leering Alpha and mate, who looks ready to tear her apart, and wonders if she was better off dying from cancer. She wants to escape the cold man but is on an entirely new territory. With no knowledge of the werewolf world, she's forced to live with a mate who despises her for unknown reasons. Her only option is to try and melt the ice in his heart, but this is proven a challenge because he thinks she's still the evil woman who once owned Victoria's body.

"You have no house to go to, no money, no friends and no child to drain me of child support. Don't be stubborn. You know you'll die without me, I'm your only family left." Once again that proud tone was sneered at me. "I worry for you." Devon's eyes glimmered waiting for me to go on my knees and beg him. I shake my head. "Worry about yourself Devon. Do you really think you'd go scott free after the shit you pulled today? You couldn't even let me mourn my baby in peace." I searched for his gaze, my eyes burrowing into his. "I promise you, if not today, one-day Devon. I'll make you wish you were dead." ____ Corrie North gave Devon Remington everything. Amazing sex? She gave him her body. A devoted house-wife? She abandoned her career for him. A fucking maid? She scrubbed every inch of his sprawling mansion. A child? She nearly died bringing their son, Haven, into the world. And how did he repay her? Devon betrayed her. He cheated with a younger woman, handed her divorce papers, and vanished on the day their son died in a mysterious accident. Two months later, he finally showed up to Haven's funeral, with his pregnant mistress on his arm. As if that wasn't enough, he accused Corrie of murdering their child. Devastated, Corrie vowed revenge. She vanished from Devon's life, promising that everyone who played a part in Haven's death would pay, including him. Four years later she returns and Devon wants her back. He'll do anything to make her his again. But Corrie isn't the same woman he left behind. Will she make him pay for his betrayal , or will old flames pull her back into the arms of the man who destroyed her? NOTE: Will be updated every Wednesday and Saturday ❤️ Ranking #1 out of 29.1k in plot twist

Laetitia Burnwick was a villain. Not because she dared to look the devil in the eyes, but because she dared to love him. She chose him. But the laurel wreath had never been on her head. Haedes Wargreaves loved someone else. She tried to destroy their love, only to regret it at the last second and die for it. Now, she is reborn. She knows about her fate and she wants to give up Haedes. Even though she still loves him. Even though it kills her. However, the opposite of fate is not choice. It's oblivion. And Haedes doesn't remember a thing. 𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔 NEW UPLOADS on Thursdays, at 7 PM, EST

She gave him her heart. He gave his time to someone else. But in the end, she found love where it didn't hurt to care.

"In a second, this overwhelming feeling he always had around her crashed through him and it felt like taking a deep breath for the first time in almost two decades. This was what he felt for her. This was the unhealthy obsession that had no ground nor reason but just existed from the moment he first laid eyes on her. His father had called it the Oswald curse, the way the men in the family only loved once and hard." -- June Dylan spent half of her life in prison for a crime she didn't commit. Seventeen years behind bars, a lifetime, her children's whole life. Determined to make up for all the time lost, she moves back to the town that had opened the gate to hell all those years ago. Thomas Oswald is cursed. Cursed to love that woman with every fiber of his being and seventeen years apart didn't change that fact. However she wants nothing to do with him now. Fortunately, they have two children together whom have her entire devotion.