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.

Dane always said love was like a puzzle: you start with the edges, build a frame, and trust the rest will fall into place. For years, he and Callidora fit perfectly, until his loyalty to his late friend's little sister became the missing piece that didn't belong. What began as compassion twisted into late-night calls, quiet rescues, and promises he had no right to make. When Calli reaches her limits, his apologies are desperate, his love real, but the picture they'd built together had already been pulled apart. Can Dane convince Calli that the picture they once started is still worth finishing, or has their puzzle already fallen apart for good?

I used to think we were the definition of couple goals. You know-the annoying kind that finish each other's sentences, post mushy anniversary captions, and make single people gag. Yeah, that was us. My husband, the love of my life. My partner. My soulmate. My... lying, cheating bastard. I walked in one night, still humming the song he sent me that morning, and found him busy. And by busy, I mean balls-deep in someone who clearly didn't know her right foundation shade. I broke. Cried till I couldn't breathe. Because that was my man, my home, my whole damn world falling apart on our Egyptian cotton sheets. But then I wiped my tears, looked at him-pathetic, naked, stammering-and realized something beautiful: heartbreak makes you dangerous. He begged. Oh, he sobbed. Promised me the world, said it meant nothing, said I was everything. So I smiled and said, prove it. And he did. Bought me cars, jewelry, houses-signed every last property in my name. My name, not ours. I let him grovel, let him believe forgiveness was for sale, and every time he kissed my feet, I made him dig his grave a little deeper. Love made me soft. Betrayal made me rich. And when I finally walked out, I didn't even slam the door. I just left him there-kneeling in the ruins of everything he thought he owned.

Ruin never wanted to be the villain in any story. But for years, Charlotte--no, Charlie--was his nightmare in glitter and tank tops. The club Prez's brat sister. The chaos in the corner of every room. She torched his patience, tampered with his relationships, and pined for him like he was hers. She teetered on the edge of slut and princess like she didn't know the difference. But now, she's back after months of banishment. Not the wide-eyed girl who once purred his name in his bed, but the woman who was left to burn alone--by everyone, including him. And damn it... he can't stop watching her rise from the ashes. Charlotte used to be the club's living headache. All smoke, eyeliner, and dangerously misled loyalty. Glory's shadow. Wolf's sister. Ruin's nightmare. She wore dysfunction like a badge--until it got her banished. Thrown out like trash by the only family she ever had. But peace was good. Peace worked. Until the same betrayal that wrecked her came hunting for the men who exiled her. Now she's back with no one left to beg for love. Not her brother. Not her father. Not even Ruin. Especially not Ruin. And this time? She doesn't want to be saved. She wants vindication.

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.

ZOSIA I fell in love with Konstantin Krasnov. On the night I thought he was going to propose, I found another woman in his bed. I ran. I rebuilt. Life went on. Until one day, I'm attacked, and my savior is none other than the man who shattered me. Now there's a target on my back, and the man who cheated on me is the only one who can keep me alive. And I find out I never knew that man at all. Because Konstantin Krasnov is a monster, a butcher, a killer. KONSTANTIN Zosia Russell is the love of my life. My soul. My everything. But I made a choice, a mistake, that I'll regret for the rest of my life. Now she's in danger because of me, and I'll burn this entire world to ash before I let anyone harm her. She hates me, but I'll spend every day for the rest of my life earning back her love and trust. I'll wait forever for my Zosia.

To most people, my husband is Viper. VP of the Devil's Rejects MC, hard, uncompromising, and completely committed to the club and his brothers. But the man I fell in love with was simply Roman, a man who called me Sunshine, and treated me like I was his treasure. By the time I realized the club would always come first, I was in too deep. And when his enemies came for me? He wasn't there to protect me because he was busy protecting her. And that I don't know how to forgive. Now I'm building a new life for myself without Roman. He promises he will give up everything to win me back, but promises are cheap and his aren't worth much. When we discover our enemies are still alive and planning to strike out again, however, I might not have any choice but to put my life in the hands of the man who's already let me down once.

When Nora's world shatters, it happens in the cruelest way imaginable - her boyfriend and her best friend. The two people she trusted most, bound together by betrayal and a lie that cuts too deep to forgive. Blinded by heartbreak and driven by fury, Nora makes a reckless choice: she turns to the one man she shouldn't - Tristan, her ex's older brother. What begins as a desperate act of revenge soon becomes something neither of them expected - a marriage that feels dangerously real. But love born out of anger is fragile, and as secrets begin to surface, Nora must confront the truth about her heart, her past, and the man who may be her only salvation. In a world where betrayal and love walk the same line, Vow of Vengeance is a story of heartbreak, healing, and the power of a love that was never meant to happen - but refused to be denied.

--A betrayal to grovel to redemption romance -- June and Dylan had spent half their lives loving each other. Their individual stories, a web of densly intertwined threads since childhood. But a gut-wrenching betrayal and its unexpected consequences unravels it all in an instant, leaving them both irrecovably changed in the process. ‼️read authors notes before reading‼️

Mia and Kade met in college. What started as something unexpected turned into everything. The kind of connection people don't believe in until it's already swallowed them whole. They got married. Young, fast, fully. Two years in, their life looked like a dream-intense, passionate, untouchable. They weren't just in love; they were each other's entire world. Until one night destroyed it all. One photo. Doctored, planted, and completely false-landed in Kade's hands. Without asking a single question or giving Mia a chance to speak, he made a decision that would change everything. Convinced she had betrayed him, he threw her out of their home without explanation. But Mia never betrayed him. The evidence was a lie. The truth was something Kade never gave her the chance to say. And by the time he learns what really happened, it may be too late to fix what he destroyed. Because trust is easy to break. And not everything broken can be rebuilt.