
Ours
Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional.The pack :We all share the same loss, we all know what we want. Fate has been cruel. But now we got a second chance. She'll be ours to love and spoil. We'll make her one of us and god help anyone who'll get in between.The girl :No one should feel this loss. 2 years ago I lost everything, 2 years ago I lost me. Now that life is throwing me a second chance that I'm taking it no matter his strange it might be.What happens when their worlds collide.Will they be able to confront all the old and new demons.Can they have their happily ever after.This story contain some daddy kink in it.

The Dying Bride
Elara Voss, a vampire and true Death’s attendant fated to return to the Underworld at 18, is overlooked by her clan—who believe her frail twin Celeste is the cursed one. Her centuries-old betrothal to Lucien Ashbourne is broken so he can wed Celeste, and Elara endures cruel penances to “bless” her sister. Dismissed when she warns of her own impending fate, Elara suffers betrayal from Lucien and her family until the Crimson Eclipse. As she succumbs and returns to the Underworld, Lucien realizes his mistake too late. In death, Elara embraces her role as Death’s attendant, while her family and Lucien face eternal punishment for their betrayal, and Elara finds freedom in her true destiny.
Betrayed by My Alphas, Now I’m the Vampire Bride
I was the only she-wolf in the pack with two mates—a pair of twin Alphas, Kael and Kieran. They adored me, loved me, and would shift into wolf form just to carry me on their backs. Until a healer named Sera arrived at the pack, with a pup in tow. My mates started coming home smelling like her. After one fight, Kael severed our mate bond without a second thought and walked away. Kieran held me close, swearing he'd never leave—even as Sera's scent clung heavier and heavier to his skin. I didn't dare confront him. Not until I saw Kieran step out of Sera's cottage with claw marks of pleasure raked across his back. My soul ripped in two. I turned and ran, straight to my Alpha father's house. "Father, the marriage alliance with the vampires—let me be the one to go."

The Devil's Secretary
"You're mine, little bird." My blood thrummed loudly in my ears as I crawled away from him on the floor. With long strides, he was already standing above me. He pulled me up and covered my mouth with his palm. Panic set in, my limbs shaking in terror. "You need a reminder of who you belong to." His mismatched eyes boring into mine. I shook my head, violently, tears wetting his hand over my mouth. He brought the knife to my face." Tell your lover, Zayden, not to get involved. I already graced you with the wedding. Marry him, but 7 days after the wedding, come back to Denver, where you belong." I nodded desperately, hoping he wouldn't hurt me. "I'll leave a souvenir." He chuckled and then dug the pocket knife into my side. **** Lillain's life is a delicate mess. Having survived her traumatic childhood by suppressing her memories, she has to do everything to survive, which includes agreeing to a contract marriage with her boss to have access to his wealth. Engage to Enigmatic and wealthy Zayden, she hides a dark secret. She's been threatened by a mysterious figure from her past. Her past was coming back to haunt her. Zayden eventually discovers her secrets and confronts her. But Lillian can't confide in him - she's trapped in a web of fear and trauma, leaving Zayden devastated with the fear of losing her. The biggest shock comes when the mysterious figure appears, his menacing presence threatening to destroy Lillian's carefully constructed plans. With her world spinning out of control, Lillian must make a choice: confront her demons or risk losing everything including the man she had fallen in love with. But little did she know that she wasn't the only one keeping secrets. Zayden had secrets, secrets darker than hers.

Rejected by the Alpha, Claimed by the Crown
Ember Frost, a girl without a wolf, was taken in by the Moonshine Pack after being abandoned in the woods. When Owen, the future Alpha, discovers they are mates on his twentieth birthday, Ember's world should have been set. But Owen doesn't see a mate in her; he sees weakness. Rejected in the most humiliating way, Ember's heart is crushed. In a desperate moment, she leaps off a cliff, thinking it will be the end. But fate has other plans. Instead of death, Ember's fall uncovers a shocking truth: she is the long-lost daughter of the Lycan King, heir to the Lycan’s Pride. Now, Ember is not the weak, rejected girl she once was. She's a princess. She's the heir to a mighty throne. And when Owen discovers her true identity, he wants her back—but Ember is in love with someone else. Owen won't stop until he reclaims her. But Ember will do whatever it takes to protect her pack and the life she's chosen, even if it means facing the man who once shattered her world.

When My Dad Filed Emotional Settlement for His Adopted Daughter, I Died on My 20th Birthday
Eight years after my mother died, my father, FBI agent Daniel Cross, finally agreed to spend my birthday with me. But on my birthday, I couldn’t reach him no matter how many times I tried. Until I saw a video on social media— His adopted daughter, Chloe, was standing beside him onstage, holding his arm, receiving the FBI Medal of Valor from the Director himself. The comments were full of praise from other FBI families: “Who said Daniel’s daughter was useless? She’s a brilliant agent—smart, beautiful, the pride of the FBI!” “Chloe is his best daughter. Daniel must love her so much!” My hands trembled. I was about to type a comment, to tell them I was Daniel’s biological daughter. Those cases were solved by me. The next second, I heard a loud bang— Marcus Vancroft, the crime syndicate boss my father sent to prison five years ago, broke into my house. I lay in a pool of blood and smashed birthday cake, fighting through the tearing pain across my body as I dialed Daniel for help. The call connected. He cut me off immediately, his voice impatient. “What are you making a fuss about now? I only told you I’d spend your birthday with you so you wouldn’t cause trouble.” “Chloe’s father died saving my life. I let her stand on that stage as my daughter—what’s wrong with that? If you keep stirring things up, I won’t answer your calls again.”

Seven Years Jailed, Family Begs Forgiveness
`Seven years ago, my parents' adopted daughter, my sister Mona Miller, caused a drunk driving accident and fled the scene. My parents, along with my biological sister Chloe, pleaded with me. "Mona isn't well. She can't go to prison. Could you take the fall for her?" I refused. But one late night, they personally handed me over to the police. My fiancé, Hale Brown, a powerful financial tycoon, had arranged everything. He told me, "Lyanne, when you get out, I'll marry you. It's just seven years—bear with it."

The Forbidden Reverse Harem
Cassandra Johnson with her five adopted brothers are in a sexual relationship! However, Cassandra and the brothers break the one rule during their reverse harem: To not fall in love... There was a woman who grew so jealous of Cassandra for 'stealing' her man that she planned to kill Cassandra...but someone else dies in her planned ploy as well. Born again, Cassandra in 2057 along with her reborn lover from the brothers discover the biggest kept dark secret which haunted the Johnson Family... And thereby, the Forbidden Reverse Harem shall seize to exist by all laws and forces of nature.

The Evening Wind Knows My Love
Five years after the divorce, I ran into Ethan Cole at the men's department in Neiman Marcus. The sales consultant was wrapping the tie I'd picked for my husband when Ethan walked over. Her tone instantly shifted, warm and enthusiastic. "Mr. Cole, welcome back. Your custom suit is ready, just as your wife requested." Ethan nodded politely, but his eyes lingered on the tie box in my hands. "Put hers on my tab as well."

After I Cut Ties with the Godfather, He Lost His Mind
The day I left the Eugene family, Godfather Byron drove straight through three border checkpoints in a row, yet still failed to stop the car taking me to the airport. His messages bombarded my phone like a man gone mad. “What are you throwing a tantrum for?So you ended up unable to walk just because Arin threw a little tantrum?”” “It’s all my fault. You’re my wife, the Godmother of the Eugene family. Can’t you forgive me?” “They say you’re leaving me. Is that true?” “Eunice, I was wrong. Please don’t do this to me. Answer the phone—I’m losing my mind.” The humility bleeding through the screen made my dead heart tremble for just a second. But that flicker was quickly crushed by four years of bone-deep pain. For days on end, every time I blocked one number, he called from another. In the end, I changed my SIM card altogether—cutting off every last connection with the Godfather. Three years later, I returned to New York for a friend’s birthday. The moment I stepped out of the airport, I ran into members of the Eugene family. One of them smiled and said, “Godmother, after sulking for three years, it’s time you came back and made up with the Godfather, isn’t it?” “After you left, he never looked at anyone else. He’s been waiting for you.”

Almost
When Avery is taken away from her father after horrific years of abuse she's put with the Dalys. With 6 new older brothers and a long lost friend that her 'brothers' warn her to stay away from, drama starts unfolding in the way least exepepcted.

The Hidden She-Wolf
My name is Salem Harpen. I am the last survivor of my pack, and no one can know who I am. Swiftly searching for food to return to my secret place, I was captured by a pack of wolves. They chained me and carried me away to be punished by their cruel alpha. Was I the end of my entire pack?

Dangerously Devoted
“Body to Body, Thigh to thigh” he trails wet kisses down the valley of her brèast, she whimpered under his touch arching her back instinctively, his fingertips trailing down the sides of her waist, studying her beautiful curves, the dip of her hips …..fuck he was addicted “Please….no” her words were different from what her body spoke to him, his lips trailed downwards and then he blow hot air unto her hard nipples, the feeling sending tines down her body, she took her bottom lips into her mouth and let out a luscious moan “You want me…right Princess” he spoke and then took her nipples into his mouth, his hot tongue attacking it , her hand went into his hair and took a hard grip as she moans “Look at you….your father would be so disappointed” he says smirking as he stared deeply into a caramel colored eyes •••••• Their relationship was mainly meant to be The protector and The Protected…..or so they thought

BLOOD MOON: THE LYCAN ALPHA LITTLE WITCH
***Excerpt, Mature contents*** "Why did you have to make me suffer?" I paused, "Do you hate me that much?" "Isabelle," Dimitri hisses with such venom in his voice. "You might want to watch your words carefully." "Don't worry, I'll free you from this burden." I spat. "Enough!" Dimitri growls "I'm going to reject you." "Enough!" He roars, making me stop talking. He grabs my arms, corners me against the wall. My heart is beating rapidly. I see fire in his eyes as he lock me with his body. "Fuck this! I'm done running from what's has already been decided by fate." With that said, he captures my lips in a fierce kiss. Isabella Rosa Santacruz, a witch on the run, she has a dark past and a even darker destiny but worst of all she has been chased her entire life by things that want her dead. When a prophecy is etched in stone that her blood holds the keys to the universe every monster and myth known and unknown on the planet wants to have her for their own personal desires. But her fate soon changes when she stumbles across the powerful lycan Alpha, her mate. And he is Dimitri Axel Castellan, the most ruthless and feared lycan Alpha famously known as the Blood Alpha. He is also the Alpha of the Blood moon pack, a pack cursed by a witch's dying breath to cease to be of existence on the eleventh blood moon. What would happen when fate pins in his path the one he hoped he would never find? She is the air that he can't give up, even if it would cost him everything he has, including his life. Will they fall in love? Or will they be able to save themselves from their impending chaos.

Lustful Desires For My Uncle
In a world driven by power, betrayal, and forbidden desires, no one truly wins. Aria's story is not just one of love and heartbreak—it's a testament to how easily passion can turn into destruction. After a devastating heartbreak, Aria finds herself drawn into a forbidden desire that spirals into obsession. What begins as lust soon turns into something darker—something that consumes her soul. But unknown to her, secrets lurk in the shadows, waiting to strip her of everything she holds dear. As love turns to hate, and betrayal turns into revenge, Aria’s world begins to crumble, leading her to a fate she never saw coming. Quote: In a Cycle of Revenge, the battle never ends. Aria’s life ends in ruin. Liam loses what he values most: his children. Serena wins, but only until Lance decides she’s next.

Desires of Her Heart
Emerald Davis is forced to marry a man she knows nothing about due to the unfortunate circumstance she thinks her family will face, being pressured by her father “Albert Davis” to fulfill her duty as the first. All in a false dilemma, little does she know that she was being sold off in exchange for monetary gain.
The Don I Brought Down After My Mother Died
After Marco Ferrante and I remarried, a joke began circulating through Sicilian high society — one dripping with irony: rather than praying to God for good fortune, you'd be better off making a wish to Sofia. They called me the greediest woman the Ferrante family had ever taken as a wife. The day after our remarriage, I took my seat at the far end of the long dining table. With Marco and several family elders looking on, I calmly announced a new rule. "Starting today," I said — my voice unhurried, my tone light, yet leaving no room for negotiation — "anyone in this household who says the name 'Chiara' in my presence owes me one hundred thousand."
He Marked Them. I Took Everything
I caught my husband with another woman for the eighth time on a Tuesday night. The bedroom reeked of sex and something else—something metallic, almost copper. Wolf pheromones. Fresh ones. Irene Blair was still tangled in our sheets when I walked in, her blonde hair splayed across the pillow that used to be mine. She looked young. Too young. The kind of young that made wealthy purebloods like Victor forget themselves. "Oh—Mrs. Grayson, I—" She clutched the duvet to her chest, eyes wide. I didn't scream. Didn't shift. Didn't even let my wolf surface enough to bare teeth. "There's a robe in the closet," I said evenly, crossing to the window. "Use the service entrance. The press camps outside the main gates after ten." She scrambled out of bed, casting nervous glances at Victor, who lounged against the headboard like a king surveying his territory. He lit a cigarette—a nasty human habit he'd picked up from God knows where—and watched me through the smoke. "Don't frighten her, Evelyn." His voice held that lazy, entitled drawl that once made my pulse race. Now it just sounded hollow. "She's not used to... this." This. As if our marriage was just another business arrangement. As if I was supposed to simply accept it. "She's different from you," he continued, exhaling. "I don't want her hurt." I said nothing. Just opened the window wider, letting the October wind carry out the stench of their coupling. Behind me, I heard Irene slip away, her footsteps quick and light down the hall. When the door clicked shut, Victor stubbed out his cigarette. "What, no divorce threats tonight? Finally seeing sense?" My fingers stilled on the window latch. "Yes," I said softly. "I'm seeing things very clearly now." He laughed—that sharp, dismissive bark. "About damn time. You know how it works in our circles, Evie. After the honeymoon phase, we all play our own games. Better for everyone if you stop being so... human about it." I turned to face him. Even now, he was beautiful. Sharp jaw, steel-gray eyes, that carelessly tousled dark hair. The kind of pureblood genetics that could make younger wolves stupid.

The Forgotten Moon Goddess Necklace
"It was the fifth year since I'd been exiled from the Harrington Pack when I ran into my brother at The Den—a dingy underground bar in the neutral zone. He was the most important guest that night, throwing around thousands like it was nothing to celebrate his foster sister Sophia Lang's birthday. This wasn't even a high-end place, but he'd transformed it into a private party for the elite. Me? I was just a waitress here—a stray trying to survive at the bottom of a world filled with rogue wolves and humans."
The Cure They Abandoned
During a zombie-clearing mission, I was infected with the zombie virus while protecting the squad. But my boyfriend, Ethan Cross—the team leader—used “I can’t show favoritism” as an excuse and gave the only Type III serum to a teammate who had snuck out and gotten infected. He gripped my shoulders, his voice low. “Vera. Trust me. Within the three-day incubation period, I will find you a Type III serum.” I endured the burning pain inside my body and nodded. The next day, he actually brought back a Type III serum. But just one second before the injection was about to enter my veins, Sophie Blair—the teammate who had never once left the camp—suddenly clutched her arm, her voice trembling. “Ethan… I think my wound is heating up… I don’t want to be a burden, but I’m really scared.” In front of everyone, Ethan didn’t hesitate. He handed the Type III serum to Sophie. “Sophie is a team member. If something happens to her, that’s my failure as a leader.” “Vera, you’re the deputy leader—and you’re my girlfriend. I can’t make an exception for you. If I give you the serum and not her, everyone will say you only survived because of me. How am I supposed to lead this team then?” I looked at the smugness that flashed through Sophie’s eyes, and the unquestionable firmness on Ethan’s face, and I let out a humorless laugh. No favoritism? Fine. He’d understand soon enough that without me, he was nothing.
