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“Sia, this is my son, Kai. The King of Lycans.”

The introduction hit me like a physical blow, freezing the blood in my veins. The man standing before me—tall, with unruly dark hair and stormy gray eyes—wasn’t a stranger.

He was Vape. The man I met in a shady hotel room at the black market. The man whose scent of smoke and cedar still haunted my dreams. The man who took my virginity during my heat and left a bite mark on my neck.

And now, he was my future stepson.

I clutched my stomach instinctively. Inside me, a tiny life was growing—his life.

Kai’s jaw clenched as his gaze swept over me, lingering on the spot where he had marked me. His wolf flashed dangerously in his eyes, a mix of desire and fury. Lucas, my older fiancé and Kai’s father, stood beside me, oblivious, his hand resting possessively on my waist.

“Kai, meet your future mother-in-law,” Lucas said proudly.

The air in the room vanished. Kai didn’t say a word. He just stared at me with that cold, predatory look, as if he wanted to tear me apart right there. Later that night, he cornered me in the garden, his body pressing me against the cold stone wall.

“You have bigger problems than keeping your secret,” he whispered, his voice a dangerous growl against my ear. “Because I know what you’re hiding.”


Sia, a mute and abused omega, is brutally rejected by her fated mate, Rio, and sold off to a rogue pack by her own sister. Just as she thinks her life is over, she encounters a mysterious stranger during her heat in a black market hotel—a night of passion that leaves her pregnant.
But fate isn't done with her. She is bought by Alpha Lucas, a powerful leader who takes her as his mate. Sia must navigate a dangerous web of lies: pretending to be mute, hiding her pregnancy, and dealing with the jealousy of the pack. The twist? The stranger who fathered her child is none other than Kai, the Lycan King—and Lucas's son.

I thought I was dead for sure. Hell, my blood has already run cold.
I snapped my eyes open only to realize the gunshot wasn't meant for me. But now, I'm being used as a human shield.
The first thing I saw was a man in all black holding a gun to my face.
He stands gallantly menacing, less than five yards from me. And despite the low light, I can see his shirt is only buttoned halfway as a jacket drapes loosely over his broad shoulders.
He is like Hades in a shirt.
"Answer me, motherfucker! Or I swear I'll kill her!" Blondie yelled, jabbing his gun at me and pulling me closer to shield himself.
"Who the fuck are you!"
The stranger returned his attention to my captor;
"You seem to have misunderstood this situation," He said with such calm and vindication, you'd think my life didn't matter.
He continued;
"I'm not the hero that saves the damsel in distress..." He paused,
"...I'm the Grim Reaper."

< Gunshot...! ><<
I froze in my spot, but I didn't feel dead.
"You're safe now." He said, walking up to me. He brushed hair from my wet cheeks as he pulled me closer.
And I just fell on him.
Without hesitating, I rise to my toes and capture his lips in mine.





***

Sapphire Sanchez is just a girl looking for momentary happiness when she makes a rather impulsive move.
Life hasn't exactly been fair to her, and her mother's condition isn't making it easier for her. Then everything turns upside down when a stranger saves her from three hoodlums.
Or maybe the right side up?
Either way, she just met Dimitri Griot, the terror of Silicone City, the Grim Reaper himself.
He has built his empire with the same ruthless vindication he delivers his judgment. And fussy romance wasn't on his agenda when a lowlife cunt got his heart beating in the wrong manner.
He wants her just as much as he hates the weakness.
She wants him even though he incites terror in her.
The condition of romance is clear, and the rules for power are final. It's one of nothing: Power, Vengeance, or Love
Neither of them can have it all. But the question is, which will either of them choose?

Six months. No feelings. No questions. Just stay out of each other’s way…
Easier said than done when you're stuck living with a walking storm in a suit.

Aria Evans just wanted a place to breathe—escaping a messy past and praying for peace. What she got was a too-good-to-be-true penthouse… and Kael Wolfe.

Cold. Arrogant. Infuriating.
He’s the type who gives rules instead of greetings, glares instead of good mornings, and acts like breathing near him is a crime.

She’s fire to his ice, chaos to his control—and he hates that he notices her.

But when their worlds start to tangle, secrets slip through cracks, and the lines between hate and want blur way too fast…
One thing becomes clear—
In Apartment 7B, silence isn’t the most dangerous thing.

Desire is.

​"I reject you, Elara. You are wolfless, weak, and unworthy of being my Luna."

​On her eighteenth birthday, Elara expected to be embraced by her fated mate, Alpha Jax. Instead, she was publicly humiliated and cast out. Broken and alone, she fled the pack—carrying a secret she discovered only hours later: she was pregnant.

​Five years later, Elara is no longer the weak girl who ran away. She is a renowned healer, raising three mischievous, powerful triplets on her own. She vowed never to return.

​But when a mysterious plague threatens the werewolf population, the Lycan King summons the world’s best healer to his court. Elara has no choice but to go.

There, she faces two problems:

​Her ex-mate, Jax, is there, and he wants her back.

​The terrifying, possessive Lycan King seems to know her secret… and he looks at her children with a suspicion that terrifies her.
​What happens when the Alpha discovers he has heirs? And what happens when the Lycan King decides he wants to be their father instead?