North, a wild-spirited architecture student who treats rules like optional suggestions, is suddenly pushed into a shared life with Johan, a sharp-edged CEO who runs both his company and his life with clockwork precision. Their coexistence sparks constant friction-North's chaos colliding headfirst with Johan's obsession for order. What begins as a daily storm of arguments, silent wars, and clever provocations slowly softens at the edges. Beneath the tension, something unexpected begins to bloom, turning their clash of worlds into a quiet, undeniable pull toward each other.

Johan never expected to fall for a sweet, adorable junior who slowly became the center of his world. North never expected to find himself so completely attached to someone who made him feel safe, cherished, and understood. What begins quietly between them becomes something neither of them is prepared to lose. Until everything changes. Years later, they find themselves standing on opposite sides of a past neither has completely left behind. Some feelings survive the years. Some memories refuse to stay buried. And some fractures begin long before anyone notices the ground is shifting.

North's life takes a dangerous turn, leaving him with no choice but to accept a contract marriage with Johan, the powerful heir to a hotel empire. What begins as a deal for protection slowly blurs into something deeper, as living together, shared moments, and unspoken emotions make it harder to tell where the act ends... and something real begins.

The Missing Variable In a world shaped by legacy and expectation, Hill, Johan, Tonfah, and Arthit have always moved as one. Born into wealth and power, raised in the same elite circles, and bound by a friendship that began in elementary school, the four heirs have never questioned their future. They conquered undergrad together, and now, in a prestigious MBA program, they prepare to inherit empires built long before they were born. Everything in their lives has always followed a plan. Until someone unplanned walks in. North transfers from another province with a quiet confidence that doesn't try to impress - yet somehow does. Smart, sharp-tongued when needed, soft in ways that catch people off guard, he refuses to be intimidated by privilege or polished reputations. When a major academic project places him in the same group as the four lifelong friends, proximity begins to blur lines. Late-night strategy sessions turn into laughter. Competition turns into comfort. And Johan, who has always been steady and composed, begins to lose control of something he has never had to manage before - his heart. Falling was never part of the equation. But North doesn't fall easily. Guarded by reasons he doesn't share and scars he doesn't show, he keeps affection at arm's length, even as Johan moves closer. What begins as partnership becomes tension, teasing becomes longing, and friendship begins to tilt under emotions no one prepared for. Because love is messy. And when you've grown up in a world where everything is calculated - status, success, reputation - choosing your heart might be the riskiest business decision of all. In the middle of ambition, loyalty, and unspoken fear, one question remains: When the missing variable finally appears... will they solve for love - or lose everything they've built?

Johan hated many things. North topped the list. North hated many things too. Johan topped his. Unfortunately... By the end of the week, they'd be husbands. Their grandfathers had already signed the papers. The contract was waiting. The inheritance was waiting. Walking away meant losing everything. Staying meant living with the one person they couldn't stand. One marriage. Two heirs. Zero affection. After all... Some vows are written in gold. Theirs was written in spite.

Book 2 of (The Awakening Series) I'm a She-wolf who happened to be born on the day of The Awakening. My people once believed that the day when Luna passes directly behind earth and into the shadows was the day of new beginnings. The day of rebirth! They once called those particular days.... Luna passing days! For centuries Werewolves believed that in the year 2081 on the Luna passing day. Our creator and savior the moon Goddess would once again walk the earth. Even the Lycans who are believed to be direct descendants of the moon goddess believed in Luna passing days. All of my people were wrong, Lycans included. The Luna passing day in the year 2081 was marked as The Awakening. For humans, it was the act of the vampire species coming into awareness of the human world. To Werewolves, it was the day we have knocked off our high horses. Well, that's how I see it anyway but I'm no ordinary She-wolf. My kind usually thrives just thinking about spilling vampire blood. They always have. I honestly feel like we all can get along. Seriously, holding on to grudges never did anyone any good. It's pointless. We should all co-exist. I truly thought I understood the pain of losing your loved ones. I knew it cut deep but I never truly understand how fucking deep it hurts. You see I use to believe that most vampires were just misunderstood. I use to believe that the only way to stop the bloodshed is to forgive and forget. How fortunate for me, that funny word name fate decided to show me otherwise. The Vampires took someone extremely important away from me. They crushed my soul when they took her life. I'll never forgive them. For the first time in history, my people were right I'll never heal. Especially, now! I'm living with this ruthless Vampire King who insists on calling me his chosen but the sickest part of it all is he is actually my mate. #1 in Vampire/Romance # 2 in series Unedited. Cover Created By:@Autumnsewell

"Please help me... I'll do anything. I just want my mother to live." I cried, tears streaming down my face in torrents, my body trembling in fear. Kael stared down at me, his glowering eyes devoid of any emotion and a chill ran down my spine. "Anything, you say?" He asked, pointing the edge of his sword against my neck and I stiffened, refusing to breathe. "Anything... " I whispered, my voice small yet resolute. A corner of his lips quirked up, not quite forming a smile. "How about my slave?" ***** She was supposed to be his captive, not his salvation. When Aira sneaks into forbidden Lycan territory to save her mother, she is caught and thrown at the mercy of the ruthless Lycan King, Kael Drathlor. In a desperate bargain, she trades her freedom for her mother's life. But as she becomes the king's unwilling companion, Aira discovers a terrifying truth-Kael is cursed, unable to die, unable to feel the mate bond that should tie them together. As dark forces conspire against them and Kael spirals further into self-destruction, Aira must decide: escape and save herself, or risk everything for the beast who might never love her back. In a world where fate is both a gift and a curse, can she break the chains of destiny before it's too late? 1 in Kael on 24/4/2025 1 in Captive on 26/4/2025 2 in dreamlandbooks on 26/4/2025 1 in beautyandthebeast on 27/5/2025 1 in historicalromance on 30/5/2025 1 in werewolf on 05/10/2025

Book 1 of (The Awakening Series) {#1 Supernatural} {#1 Paranormal} {#1 Lycans} {#1 Vampire Romance} {#5 Royalty} The world went to shit long before I was born. Humans like me use to believe other species were nothing more than fictional characters, myths, or figures of one's imagination. But that was before vampires left the shadows and decided to reveal their species to the world. I've been told that teenage girls use to fantasize about being swooshed off their feet by those mysterious creatures. Insane. Matter of fact, insane would be an understatement, they were fucking lunatics. Vampires are not some fictional character that would love you like no other. No, vampires are not some sort of myth, and they most certainly are not, a figment of anyone's imagination. They are very real, and they despise the human race. In fact, they have enslaved my entire species and formed a new world. Each continent is owned by a ruthless, bloodsucking, barbaric, the vampire king. Every single one of them has played a part in the war of the awakening, showing no mercy, killing without question. Humans didn't even stand a chance. Our army and world leaders were killed or imprisoned in less than a couple of days. They slaughtered my race, but it didn't stop there. No, that was only the beginning of human suffering. Trust me when I say the death was truly a kindness, because anyone who survived the awakening, would beg for death. I was positive that my suffering would come to an end when I turned eighteen. I was hoping and praying to be marked as a feeder, nothing more, nothing less. Death was the only way out of this world. You see, all of the kings who ruled over the earth were cruel and calculating. They are all tyrants in their own right and they all answered to one vampire. Who was known as the most barbaric of them all and I was marked as his chosen. The King of all Vampire Kings. "This book is currently undergoing edits for publication."

"What are you doing here" She questions eyeing him while walking towards her closet to pull off the clothes from the party. The prince is sitted on the bed, fingers fisting the sheets as he stares at her his Adam's apple bobbing from each ragged breath. "I'm here for you" He states his voice raspy. stunned she turns around so fast she stumbles "Here for me" the laugh that escapes her is unintentional. "Excuse me your highness but please get out" Now with a slightly colder voice she tells him trying to be polite. He freezes, eyes darkening at her words before wetting his lips "I'm not going anywhere, now come here. I want you" He says eyes fixed on her and she lets out a breath her glare begining to form. "No" The word escapes her as she turns to walk into the closet. "I'm here as your husband" The prince mutters and she freezes, her own fingers tightening over the silk dress she has on before she whips her head to stare at him. when her family would visit the palace she'd always leave with one name and that is 'His wife' with whispers within and outside the palace crawling over her as they refered to her as the 'Prince's wife' 'Judge's wife' but she'd brushed it all aside deciding it was best to address such issues when they are about to happen and unknown to her it came sooner than later. Their wedding was set to take place in a few days and she felt only calm towards it only for her to wait...wait and be told he's getting married to another and that she's out of the equation. Broken, confused and cold is what she feels but she lets it all go thinking maybe they were never meant to be. what happens a few years later when she's summoned home by her father, she introduces her man only to get rejected and this time she's told she'll marry the prince as his 'Second' wife his Second choice and this is where she catches on fire after all 'What remains of them'. Will she marry the prince. Not when he's one hell of a mad man. Them

"Ms. Youssef did I break you? With the kiss, I mean." This man even has the audacity to look concerned. I roll my eyes and I couldn't help but fight the smile that threatened to creep up my face, "wallahi you are not serious! And that's rude Rawad!" - 𝔚𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔩𝔦𝔣𝔢 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔬 𝔠𝔯𝔲𝔢𝔩, 𝔡𝔬 ℑ 𝔟𝔢𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔞 𝔪𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯? 𝔖𝔖𝔖𝔖 When the two almost similar people get twisted by fate again meet under an act called marriage, will they give up their past and move on or will they get caught up in it and get tangled until there's almost no way out?? You wouldn't know right?, you just have to read to find out ;)