Four years ago, Selena Moreau gave her heart to a man she had no business loving. She was a seamstress-young, gifted, and far from home. He was a prince, caught between duty and desire, with promises that tasted like forever. In the quiet shadows of the palace, they shared something soft, something sacred... until the world outside tore it apart. Now, Selena lives a quiet life in the town no one of importance ever visits, raising her son with careful hands and a guarded heart. She asks for nothing. Expects even less. The boy she bore is hers alone, and she intends to keep it that way. But when the newly crowned king returns and their paths cross once more, old feelings begin to stir-and buried truths rise to the surface. Alexander is back... not just in her world, but dangerously close to the one secret that binds them forever. He wants to know his son. He wants to understand what he lost. But after everything he left behind... will she let him in? A story of first love, betrayal, and the slow, aching journey back to one another-where the cost of silence may be the only thing keeping them apart.

Harmony thought her reign as Queen of the Lycan Kingdom was nothing more than a dream - a vivid world conjured while she lay unconscious in a hospital bed. But when shadows with dark violet eyes begin to stir in the waking world, she realizes that what she lived was not fantasy, but memory. The veil between realms has thinned, and new enemies, much older than the council, start to rise. Now torn between her human life and the world of crowns and wolves, Harmony must protect the people she loves while unraveling the mystery of why she was brought back. Eros - the mate she once ruled beside - haunts her dreams with warnings of war, and whispers of traitors suggest that the Council's reach extends beyond the kingdom she left behind. As shadows walk freely between worlds, Harmony will be forced to choose: return to the throne and embrace the power of the Old Queen once more, or risk both realms collapsing into ruin. But this time, the war will not be fought in dreams alone. "This book is not a stand alone! You must read Harmony of the Moon first"

Obsessive alpha's Loving betas Secret princes Lots of jealousy loads of malice. A girl with two mates A beta and alpha who hate each other. Fairytales haven't been a consideration for Erin in quite some time now. In a place where slow pacing vague tomorrows and monotonous people seemed to stack their sorrows, there wasn't much room for joy or even the crack of a smile. Howbeit for Erin, her dull lackluster and depressing life was all going to change very soon. When she and a few other females leave home to go train with a neighboring pack, Erin is soon met with challenges and feelings she'd forgotten she possessed. And those challenges and feelings come from no one other than a boyishly handsome alpha and a witty but charming beta. David and Theo were once like brothers, however life has a funny way of doing things while pulling people apart at the same time. Envy, malice, longing, and brooding power can really tear a relationship apart. Especially if that relationship belongs to the two strongest in the pack, but what's to come of the current alpha and beta's strained relationship when both of them figure out they're involved and possibly mates to the same girl? Besides what will happen when one rejects her, and the other rushes in to save the day all the while they still manage to stay under the same roof? Who will she choose and what now will Come of Whitestone? Highest ranking #11 in werewolf

When fearless Imani Carter crosses paths with ruthless Russian mafia leader Dmitri Volkov, she never expects one night of passion to spiral into a war of obsession, danger, and desire. He's cold steel - tattooed, calculating, and powerful enough to make people disappear with a single call. She's honey heat - bold, sharp-tongued, and refuses to bow to anyone, not even him. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But when they do, sparks turn to flames, and soon, neither of them can walk away without burning for it. Loyalty will be tested. Secrets will surface. And love might just be the most dangerous weapon of all.

"In a world overtaken by the mafia, there can only be one king." ---------------- Alister Mancini. His name alone was enough to make anyone's blood run cold. Infamous for his heartless and cruel ways, he was considered the most dangerous man alive. But even a mafia leader couldn't deny his attraction when he saw his maid sound asleep on his bed. --------- *This story contains mature themes such as sexual content ,abuse, and strong language. If you are sensitive to these topics, this book is not for you.* While this book does contain smut, it is not smut based.

When Harvi almost killed the second Commander and most trusted friend of Second Prince Zades. He was outraged. He wanted nothing but a head of that wilding. But soon his eyes caught the wild beauty of Harvi and he changed his mind to not to behead her immediately but slowly torment her for the rest of her life. Even it means keeping her by his side for forever.

You know when you were younger and they told you that you could be whoever you wished to be? You could grow up and become whatever you set your mind and heart upon? Yep, well I'm here to tell you that's a complete load of bull. So as I stared across at my fiancé, our hands conjoined as he read his vows- it dawned on me. Getting married at age 23 to a self centered lawyer who viewed me as more of his little prodigé than his actually wife was not what I wanted. Becoming a defense attorney at a record age to a company own by said husband that I'll never be taken seriously in was definitely not what I wanted. And making my parents happy by completely shutting down any hopes and dreams I've ever had. was absolutely not what I wanted. "Nope." I shook my head, glancing between the priest and Jake, my soon-to-be, as I yanked my hands out of his. "W-what?" He stuttered, looking back at me mortified along with everyone else in the chapel. "Fuck this." I shook my head, as I lifted my dress and quickly made my way back down the isle that was littered with people I'd never seen before. So, few hours later and I'm on the first flight to Maine. Why? Well, shit happens. *this book is unedited

A simple girl who works for her boss as a personal assistant. Right, expect he is dangerous. She just doesn't know it. He's a mafia boss. He saves her and asks her a question that will changer her life forever. Not edited! However, her biggest danger is her own physically abusive father reverse harem!!BDSM relationship!! If you are uncomfortable with stuff like that it's not the book for you! Multiple POVs: Updated weekly Tuesday sometimes I'll update more often if i can. Smut will contain 🔥🌶️ in the title if you don't want to read it. "If I show anything, you cannot call the cops. He will kill me." I say, my voice trembling. "Deal," Mr. Greyson says immediately. I sigh, slipping off my coat. My short-sleeve blouse underneath. My grab marks and cigarette burns danced across my skin. I softly place the coat in Dexters stretched-out hand. Various stages of bruising on my arms are now visible. I couldn't help but notice the tension increase in the air. Nobody says anything. Mr. Greyson runs his hands through his hair and over his face. A heavy sigh leaves his lips. "Sit on my desk." He says this as he continues to sit in his chair. Shame and embarrassment fuel my body as I sit down on his deck in front of him. He looks at my arm, wrapped tightly. Before unwrapping delicately as if foreign to his nature. "Jesus Christ," he mumbles under his breath as more and more of my arm is unwrapped. He places the wrap on the desk, looking at it intently. He looks at Dexter. "Go get Jermery." He says to Dexter "Yes, boss," he says.

"What did you say?" Asher asked calmly. "I-I don't wa-" I was cut off by his loud laugh. He came behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist. "Looks like our little girl loves to daydream brother." He said to Alec who is watching everything with a blank face. He walked slowly towards us and stood in front of me. He grabbed my jaw harshly and said calmly "I dare you to say it again." When I stayed silent Asher grabbed my hair and jerked my head back "Answer him" he shouted on my face making me close my eyes in fear. How could I speak when they both are keeping me in between them like this. I took a deep breath to calm down my fear. I have to do this if I don't want to lose my life and my freedom to them. I opened my mouth and said those words which could only get me killed by them. ~~~~~~~ 18+ story. 🔞🔞

His finger trailed up my thigh ever so gently causing my pussy complete torture. He knew what he was doing. He knew this was driving me completely crazy. Just as his fingers were trying to push past my underwear my hand grabbed onto his wrist. "Don't," I warned, in a low voice making sure nobody would notice. "Watch me fuck you in front of every single person here unless Tobias stops looking at you like that." He explained. I glanced over to Tobias who was looking angrier than ever. If Tobias didn't stop looking at me not only would my husband keep to his word, someone would send a bullet through his skull. *+*+* Scarlett Salvadore was to be married to a man she hated with all her heart to increase her father's power. Aleksander Petrov was to be married to a woman he hated with all his heart to make amends with some of the Italian mafia. When the two of them meet at a club without knowing their identities they are immediately drawn to each other. What will happen when the two of them discover each other's identity? Will it grow the passion they have for each other or will their families history destroy it? *+*+* "I hope you realize that you belong to me now. In fact, you've always belonged to me, before and after the wedding ring on that finger of yours." I rolled my eyes at his words, still not forgetting the things he said to me before. "I'm just as much yours as you are mine, and don't you forget it, Aleksander." I snapped, pointing at his hard chest. "Prove it." A smirk appeared on my lips. Men in the mafia always use their wives for sex. But why can't it be the women using their husband's? *+*+* Far from a cliché Started: Thursday 26th August 2021 Finished: Monday 15th August 2022 RANKINGS: 11 in Lust 6 in Italian 1 in Strong Language 1 in explicit