He's been waiting five centuries for a mate. She's spent three centuries convinced she's the only one of her kind. Khalan is the apex of Lycan evolution and he's done with destiny. After five hundred years he's been waiting for the moon goddess to lift her curse. This year's Blood Moon Ball is his final act of defiance. He's closing the door on legend and moving on without a Queen. Avery is a ghost in the high-end art world. A world-renowned anonymous artist, she has spent three hundred years hiding her immortality after a horrific accident claimed her family. She has no idea she was adopted, or that she's a Lycan. She just knows she doesn't age, she doesn't die, and she's utterly alone. But when an invitation arrives bearing a crest Avery hasn't seen in a century, her solitude shatters. Desperate for answers, she steps out of the shadows and into the spotlight. She isn't looking for a fated mate, she's looking for her own kind. The Alpha is ready to give up. The Artist is just arriving. And the Moon Goddess is finally done playing games.

Juliette always believed love would be enough. She stood by Caleb through everything-loss, war, betrayal. She was there before his name carried weight, before his power took form. She thought that meant something. That fate had to see her. That he would, too. But when the Moon Goddess marked someone else as his mate-a soft, sweet girl with stars in her smile-Juliette was left behind. Unchosen. Unwanted. Unmated. Her wolf howls at her, begs her to let go. To seek the mate who's out there waiting. To stop chasing a man whose heart already belongs to someone else. But Juliette refuses. Because she knows she loves him deeper than anyone ever could. And she would rather burn for him than feel something for someone new. Even if it means destroying herself in the process. Even if it means becoming the villain in someone else's love story. She'd rather be broken than forgotten.

W H I T E O U T ❅ The contract was simple: Two weeks. Two hundred grand. Don't fall in love. For 𝑱𝒐𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆, it's a desperate bid to survive her debt. For 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓, the cold heir to a billion-dollar empire, it's just business. Play the adoring girlfriend for his family's winter retreat, take the money, and leave. Then a blizzard hits. Stranded entirely alone in a remote mountain estate, the icy boundaries between them melt into a bruising, suffocating heat. But when the snow clears and the contract expires, Joelle quickly learns a terrifying truth: Hadrian Sinclair doesn't let go of what's his. The phone lines are cut. The snowplow is sabotaged. The doors are locked. The blizzard is over, but Joelle's nightmare is just beginning. Because the only thing more dangerous than a man with a frozen heart, is the monster that wakes up when it thaws. ❅ "The contract has expired, Hadrian. The roads are clear. Let me go." His pale eyes dropped to my lips, his thumb tracing the pulse racing at my throat. "What roads, Joelle? It's still snowing. We're snowed in. We'll be snowed in forever."

Mara Leone used to think being stalked meant fear. She was wrong. Fear was easy. Fear made sense. What didn't make sense was the full gas tank she never paid for, the broken things fixed before she could replace them, the coffee waiting on her car with her usual order written on the side. Macchiato. No sugar. Cinnamon. And beneath it, one handwritten warning: 'Don't skip breakfast today, amor.' Whoever he is, he knows her routines. Her habits. Her temper. Her weaknesses. He slips into her life quietly, making it easier in ways that feel less like kindness and more like control. Mara doesn't want his help. She doesn't want his attention. And she definitely doesn't want to wonder why the man watching her from the shadows seems to know exactly what she needs before she does. But the worst part? He has no intention of stopping.

Copyright © 2025 by Bookish Dae After a year of enduring her husband Silas's constant, subtle comparisons to his impeccably ambitious and model-esque coworker, Dalia Jackson reaches her breaking point when he dismisses her homemaking as laziness and her voluptuous body as a lack of discipline.

He was my first love. My only weakness. My greatest mistake. Adrian Blackwell - billionaire, media darling, heartbreaker. I gave him everything. He gave me betrayal. Three years later, fate throws us into the same room again. Same city. Same fire. Same unfinished love. But this time... I won't be the girl who begs. And he won't walk away untouched ------ I am so glad you all are enjoying my story.😊It means soo much, as I am a new writer, who just started writing .

I always thought we were destined to be together. A decade together and what seemed like the perfect love story. Until one day, it slowly started to unravel at the seams. I realized our "perfect" love story only looked so perfect because I was being complacent. Once I started to speak up for myself, the facade crumbled and it all came crashing down. This is my story.

Worlds collide when a dragon shifter, Kitty, finds his greatest treasure, Cat (and her little kitten). When an old friend wants Kitty for herself, she may ensure this collision involves a fatality.

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

Claire has always been a lot. Loud. Bright. Sunny. She never thought it would hurt so much to hear that the man she could see herself choosing only sees her as something to use for those very things. So Claire does what she does best. She walks away. And it works. Until the bond snaps into place and she realizes being with him was never a choice. It was fate. And now the man who broke her? He'll have to prove he's worth keeping. ***this story explores mating bonds in humans as a cultural norm. There are no werewolves or supernatural beings in this world***