I was supposed to be on a chill RV camping trip with my boyfriend's family. Key words: supposed to. I hated him, I hated them, and the only thing keeping me sane was sneaking off at night to take pictures of the forest. But one night... I wandered too far. Now I'm being held captive by something straight out of a fever dream-a 7-foot tall lycan beast who doesn't shift, doesn't speak, and definitely doesn't care about my personal space. Oh, and apparently? I'm his mate. Cute. I've tried escaping-multiple times. He always catches me. Throws me over his shoulder like it's just another Tuesday. I curse him out, he grunts. I run, he drags me back. I'm not falling for him. I don't care how protective, possessive, or weirdly gentle he is when he thinks I'm asleep. I just want out... right?

On her eighteenth birthday, Guinevere was cursed to transform into a sea monster whenever the sun sets. Hidden away in a tower, she waited for her salvation. When an Elfin man appeared, she believed he was a knight in shinning armor, ready to save her and break her curse. Only he's not a knight, but an assassin known as The Raven. And he's been sent here to kill her. Blessed by Nevermore, Patron of Ravens and the god of Death himself, Knox was turned into a Demigod to carry out the god's bidding whenever needed. Thanks to his powers, he was able to make money as an assassin to pay off his family debt. When someone offers him more gold than he's ever seen to kill a monster, he immediately takes the job. Only the monster is also a young Princess. A talkative one at that. Instead of murder, they strike up a deal. Knox helps her regain her throne and break the curse put on her and she pays him quadruple what he's been promised. A purely transactional and completely temporary arrangement. Except Guinevere is determined to befriend him at all costs. Despite how standoffish and unfriendly Knox seems to be. *Cover from Pinterest NOT MY OWN ARTWORK* Trigger Warning: Murder/Death and Toxic Relationships

It has been three years since Nafre was first transported to Andorran soil. In that time, her life has been torn apart and remade in equal measure - from the terror of her kidnapping, to the fragile joy of bearing her first cubs, to the devastating loss of a mate. Grief did not leave her gentle. Nafre begins making choices that will forever alter the course of her life - and the lives of her family. Lines once unthinkable to cross grow faint beneath the weight of rage and destiny. Yet her journey is far from over. And so are the ones who surround her.

I am the Seventh Princess Zorya Rhiannon Agryos At 27 I died. My head chopped off by my ex-husband. Honestly, it was a relief to leave this world behind. I desperately hoped my execution would be the end of it. But it wasn't. I returned to the year of social debut, the young age of eighteen. The year everything in life became something for those with more power to manipulate as they wished. I don't want revenge. I just want to live as genuinely as possible and if that makes me seem unhinged, that's okay. Call me...Your Mad-jesty. An L.B. Keen original

Raya Monroe, a 25-year-old Black woman with long blonde hair and eyes dulled by years of surviving a harsh, loveless life, never believed in magic. She found solace only in books-especially ones about fairies and elves, where beauty bloomed and destiny meant something. One night, she falls asleep with a tattered fantasy novel pressed to her chest... and awakens in a stone church beneath stained glass skies, surrounded by strangers who call her Arcane-a rare fairy with healing power strong enough to mend the broken world. But the people who summoned her didn't save her-they imprisoned her. To them, she's a tool. A weapon. A means to an end. Then comes Prince Syrius, a golden-haired royal with soft lies and cruel hands. He promises love-but only gives control. Just when hope seems lost, she's rescued by Ten Exiled Elves, each a mystery, each scarred by the realm's twisted fate. They do not want to use her. They want to follow her. Now, Raya-no, Arcane-must decide: Will she continue healing a world that only seeks to break her? Or will she rewrite the story she woke up in-with the ten beautiful, dangerous Elves who would destroy the world to keep her safe?

She was an orphan in her first life- forgotten, unloved, and unclaimed. When death came, she expected nothing. Instead, she awoke in a world ruled by beasts, bloodlines, and a god who assigns destiny like a verdict. In a land where power meant eeverything, she is reborn as the one thing that does not belong: a human. Without a beast form and without protection, she survives through silence and resilience. For years, she hides at the edges of society-learning the rules of a world that was never meant to include her, all while fearing the one law that cannot be escaped. At eighteen, every female is marked by the Beast God and bound to her destined beastmate. Humans are never chosen. Or so she believed. On the night of her coming of age, fate breaks its own laws. The mark on her neck burns not once-but five times. Five ancient bloodlines answer her call: dragon, nine-tailed fox, phoenix, obsidian serpent, and white tiger. Five sovereign beasts. One fragile human. As gods stir, nations tremble, and seals begin to weaken, she must confront a truth far more terrifying than being unwanted- She was not overlooked by fate. She was chosen for a reason.

"When an off-duty cop crashes her car in the middle of nowhere, she discovers a world that shouldn't exist-and a wolf shifter who claims she's his." Fate, though, doesn't ask permission. Thrust into the world of Andorra, a land of beast-men, ancient kingdoms, and dangerous desires, Nafre is forced to question everything she thought she knew. War is coming. Love is complicated. And Nafre? She's not running this time. (Adult Fantasy Romance - 18+)

SHE WON'T BE AS INNOCENT WHEN WE'RE DONE WITH HER We were the first... she was going to be corrupted by us. Her innocence tainted by two men at the same time, her delicate skin being touched by us for the first time. We were the first to see her soft, glistening breasts... and it was beautiful. She was perfect. We were corrupting her senselessly... And she was happily allowing it. ***** Snow Jonasman is corrupt... from her mind to her soul. Haven been kidnapped seven years ago by a pair of protective alpha werewolves, and then separated from them with her faked death. Years later, she had repeated her junior year of high school for almost ten years, but... something's there... in the distance. Eyes are on her... they recognize her. And now she's back in their protective arms. They wouldn't be holding back for long. (part of the "paranormal realm" but not part of a series) ***This book will NOT be published for paperback... EVER****

Kida-Rose was just your average everyday girl, living a simple life. She was a college student by day and worked in a quaint cafe by night. When she wasn't studying or working she spent her time lounging around and spending time with her crazy best friend and annoying older brother. She didn't think of herself as anything special and mostly stayed to herself. Sinclair Gambino was far from normal, an incubus prince and the future king of lust; the only reason he came to earth was to get away from his parents and in doing that he managed to find his mate. Of course she had to toy with her a bit before he could fully reveal himself and when he does the two go for a wild ride, with a few ups and downs in the mix but nothing can stop her from being his.... Babygirl

He reminded her of a tiger- no a lion- always ready to pounce, never thinking once about their prey. Once upon a time, she was that prey. He hated her. He stalked her. He wanted her. She wanted him. They wanted each other. She was the gazelle, the wounded zebra the herd left behind. In other words, there was no way she was escaping this beast. But, somehwere in the mix of sex, hatred, and completely unnecessary outings, something else started to make itself know inside her. It made her want him more, and she already knew he wanted her with everything that was in him even though he refused that notion with every single fibre of his being. All the more, it was still there, and that left one thing. That one thing was to finally get together then, and now right? Wrong. It's all fun and games till somebody falls in love But you've already bought a ticket And there's no turning back now....