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Some bad decisions come back to bite you. Literally.

After finding out her boyfriend cheated, the last thing she expected was to stumble across a wounded man in an alley. And definitely not one with fangs. But thanks to a mix of cocktails, shame, and her questionable life choices, she takes him home. Turns out, he’s not just any vampire—he’s a king. And according to him, she’s his fated mate.

Now, she’s stuck with an overprotective, brooding bloodsucker who keeps rescuing her, a growing list of enemies who want her dead, and an undeniable attraction that’s making it very hard to remember why falling for a vampire is a terrible idea.

Because if she’s not careful, she won’t just lose her heart—she’ll lose her humanity.

In my life as a waitress, I, Sephie - an ordinary person - endured the icy glares and insults of customers while trying to earn a living. I believed that this would be my fate forever.

However, one fateful day, the King of the Underworld appeared before me and rescued me from the clutches of the most powerful Mafia boss's son. With his deep blue eyes fixed on mine, he spoke softly: "Sephie... short for Persephone... Queen of the Underworld. At last, I have found you." Confused by his words, I stammered out a question, “P..pardon? What does that mean?”

But he simply smiled at me and brushed my hair away from my face with gentle fingers: "You are safe now.”


Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.

She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.

One day I'm dealing with cranky toddlers and parents who work too much to actually parent, the next my life is turned upside down and I'm working in a bar for supernaturals. I might not know how to mix drinks, but strangely enough the skills needed to deal with misbehaving children seem to work well enough on vampires, werewolves and even witches. The good news is this job is interesting and hey, my boss might be a demon but I'm pretty sure that under all the grumpy expressions he is a total softie. The bad news is that humans aren't supposed to know about all this magic stuff and so now I'm magically bound to this bar until I can convince them that I won't go telling everyone. Or I die, whichever comes first. Sadly dying is seeming more and more likely because someone is after me. I don't know who or why but they are dangerous and they have magic. So I'll domy best to survive, and if that means spending some extra time with my scary but gorgeous boss then so be it. I'll convince him to trust me if it's the last thing I do.

So, have you ever heard that saying that you shouldn’t feed stray animals because they’ll follow you home? Turns out that rule applies to demons too…
I didn’t even KNOW he was a demon, but now he insists he owes me his life. The catch? He can’t leave until he “repays the favor,” meaning he’s stuck following me around like some demonic shadow. The good news is, he’ll have plenty of chances to repay me.
Except… I’m starting to wonder if I want him to leave. Especially when he gives me that look, the one that makes my heart race. It’s the kind of look that makes me think I might not mind being saved a little too much.
Sure, he has a tail, but there’s something about him I can’t shake. Maybe it’s the way his voice drops when he gets close, or maybe it’s just because he washes the dishes after dinner. Either way, I’m starting to get attached. Not that it matters because he’s leaving. I know better than to fall for a demon… Right?

Fae are the WORST. Here I am, minding my own business when bam, I get yanked into a summoning circle. Honestly, whoever thought summoning demons was a good idea should be shown why everyone fears demons. Even better? This Fae spells me so I can’t go home until I kill someone for him.
The someone he wants me to kill? The woman who saved my life. Not only is she good, but I can’t bring myself to hurt her. And the worst part? She’s half fae too, that’s just asking for trouble. Now, I’m stuck, bound by my own magic, protecting her, while trying to ignore how much I want to stay. But I can’t. I have to leave eventually. Right?

The room seemed too hot despite the season as he leaned forward to me, forcing my back to press to the wall.

“Hades, back off,” I whispered, but my voice trembled.

He sniffed,slowly, deliberately, his mouth dangerously close to my neck, and then his hand slid up, gripping my waist with a firm possessiveness that stole my breath. I gasped when his fingers slipped beneath my skirt, the fabric gliding over my thighs like a tease of sin.

His skin met mine—warm, rough, unyielding—and another sharp gasp escaped my lips as his hand found the edge of my panties.

My instincts screamed to push him, to fight back, but the moment his fingers curled under the delicate lace and brushed over my bare pussy, the words withered in my throat.

“You seem wet, mate,” he said, voice husky and low—dark silk laced with hunger.

“I’m not…” I started, but I couldn’t lie. Not when his fingers were already tracing my slick, trembling folds, dragging over me like he owned every inch.

“Fuck,” he whispered, stunned. “So you’ve really not been fucked…”

He looked at me like I was a forbidden gift, something precious and untouchable. But his hands said otherwise.

“B…Back off,” I stammered, but that only spurred him on. His other hand yanked my thigh up, pinning it to his waist, and then I felt his finger dive deeper into me.

I yelped—sharp, breathless, ruined. His usual smug smile crept onto his lips, and I hated how I couldn't slap it off—because all I did was moan.

His head tilted closer, mouth brushing against mine as he muttered with lethal certainty, “I’m claiming you, Serena. You should be mine. Only.”


I was cursed, or so they said. Wolfless. Worthless. A burden to my family and an outcast in the very pack I was born into.

Survival meant swallowing pride and chasing a job—anything to escape the whispers and the shame.

But fate had other plans.

Three Alphas. My bosses. All powerful. All possessive. All… mine.

I didn’t ask to be mated to them. I didn’t expect their touch, their obsession, or the twisted heat that ignited every time they looked at me like I was something they were dying to devour.

But behind their power were secrets, dark truths, painful scars, and haunted pasts I wasn’t ready for.

And somewhere deep within me, my wolf stirred… waiting. Watching.

Now, everything, my fate, my wolf, my soul—rests in my hands.

But I must choose. One path. One Alpha. One destiny.

Even if it breaks us all.

The first thing you should know about me? I’m technically a witch. But if you ask my family, that means I’m supposed to be the perfect little spell-slinger: dutifully attend their weird rituals, work at the family business, marry some pre-approved magical dude, and crank out a few adorable witch babies to keep the bloodline alive. Spoiler alert: that’s not happening.

Instead, I’ve mastered the art of avoiding the magical world. My strategy? Hide behind my computer screens and steer clear of all the drama. It mostly works—until the office jerk, who also happens to be a mind reader, decides to nose his way into my carefully constructed peace. Then he turns up half-dead at work, and suddenly, I’m knee-deep in magical messes I never signed up for.

Now, the annoying mind-reading jackass is convinced his problems are my problems, missing bodies are piling up, and both our families are tangled in this supernatural disaster. All I wanted was to play video games, hang out with my cat, and pretend the magical world didn’t exist. Instead, I’m stuck playing amateur detective, dealing with meddling relatives, and navigating way too much forced time with a man who’s equal parts aggravating and…okay, maybe slightly intriguing.

This? This is why I don’t date.

"She's mine, she's my duty."


Alice POV

I don’t know how it could be her time. My mother, a kind woman, is lying in a decorated cedar box.

My stepfather, clutches at his chest, in pain I know he does not feel. Just the day before she died, he slapped my mother across the face and called her a “worthless bitch.”

He only wanted her money.


When I was in the car. I turn my eyes toward the window and watch the cemetery as it fades from view.

That’s when I see him.

A man, tall, dressed in black. He’s pale, almost luminescent. His dark hair is slicked back. He lifts his head and looks right at me.

I feel like he’s staring right into my soul.


Rhys POV

I should’ve never taken the girl.

That bastard stepfather is a fucking nightmare, a gambler, and he deserves to die.

The bastard said, "Please, Mr. Severin. At least see her. I was certain to teach her skills, she's like her mother, well, there’s always the bedroom.”

"Shut up!!" I can't stand his disgusting voice.

"Sir, she's not worth two million dollars." My man advises.

The truth is, I have felt some sort of pull toward the young lady since I first laid eyes on her at her mother’s funeral. The forlorn look in her eyes would be enough to break a person’s heart.

I couldn’t leave her, after all. Not with that bastard.

"She's my duty, I can't resist."

We hid in this world for so long.

Having complete control over myself has always been a characteristic I am proud of, but even I found myself salivating when the scent of her sweet blood filled my lungs.


Alice
After my mother’s death, my world shattered. My stepfather didn’t just steal my inheritance—he sold me to the man he owed a debt to. Now I live in a mansion perched on the edge of a cliff, surrounded by strangers who speak in riddles and disappear in the night. My new guardian, Rhys Severin, is cold, impossibly handsome, and completely unreadable. But as strange things begin happening in Duskmoore House, I can’t shake the feeling that something dark is watching me… and that Rhys may be hiding more than secrets behind those silver eyes.

Rhys
Taking in Alice Heathe was supposed to be business. A debt repaid. But from the moment she stepped into my home, she stirred something long dead in me. Something dangerous. I’ve kept my nature hidden for centuries, but the longer Alice is under my roof, the harder it becomes to ignore the craving—for her blood, and her body. She doesn’t belong in my world of shadows and secrets… but fate may not care what either of us wants.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs that I wasn’t an omega, I wanted to call off this pretense, but I was weak. Too weak to even utter another word.

He heaved a deep sigh before he continued, now facing everyone present at the ceremony. “It's official, I, Beta Damien of the Dark Moon Pack, hereby reject my mate in the presence of everyone, and I kindly ask that my king put an end to this ceremony,” he said in a loud voice before pulling Ruby into a kiss right in front of me.

His words hit me like a jagged lightning bolt, I’ve just been rejected by my mate, and in front of the whole pack, tears streamed down my face as I stared at Ruby and Damien as they made their way through the crowd.

Hi, My name is Kat and I feel like I should make something clear. I am no expert on magic and there's no reason why I should be. Us humans only discovered that magic exists a few years ago and really it wasn't the big deal you would expect. it exists, I don't have any magic of my own so it makes no difference to my life.

So when I get asked to play tour guide for a stupidly handsome fae as he attempts to capture some escaped criminals I realise that the fae know about as much about us as we do about them. I find myself helping him navigate weird human things like mobile phones, credit cards and why we wait at red lights when there are no cars approaching.

It's safe to say that I'm a little overwhelmed by it all.

But it will be fine, right? I mean, It's not like I'm the one facing down criminals or, even worse... Crazy fae fangirls. All I have to do is show the hot guy around and do my best not to embarrass myself too much in the process. What could go wrong?

Wish me luck!

I have six dragon mates!

Lucian just whispers in my ear "Welcome home, little mate."

Then I noticed standing around the room were 5 very tall, equally beautiful angelic men. All handsome in their own right built very similar to Lucian.

"Mate," they all say in unison. My eyes are probably going to pop out of my head with how stunned I am. I wonder if I can go blind with all the rapid blinking that my eyes are doing.

For the second time tonight, I find myself saying 'Excuse me?'

Well, fuck me!

Everly lives in a world where supernatural creatures live side by side with humans. Even her best friend Stella is a werewolf.

Everly thought she was safe from attending the EverMate Ball since she just turned 18 yesterday and the the invites came weeks ago. Her fate was sealed when The Oracle made other plans.

What will happen when she catches the eye of not 1 but 6 supernaturals, and just not any supernatural, but the kings? Dragon Kings to be exact.

What will happen to the world when The Great Prophecy is revealed to be centred around this simple human girl?

Will Everly run from her destiny or embrace it?

Will she be able to destroy the darkness lurking in the shadows before it destroys her world?

Let's find out.

Be my slave for 100 nights, and I'll turn you into a lycan so you can be with your lycan lover for as long as you both shall live.


Matilda “Tilly” Parker’s life falls apart when her lycan boyfriend, Xavier Graves, leaves her with nothing but a vague “trust me.”
Human, heartbroken, and fueled by cheap wine and spite, she crosses paths with Cillian Ravenscroft, the vampire CEO of Valmont International. A century-old predator with ice-blue eyes and a smile that could tempt a saint.
Cillian is too smooth, too handsome, too everything—all sharp jaw, piercing gaze, and a smug charm that makes Tilly’s skin crawl and her heart race in ways she refuses to admit.
Cillian offers her a wild solution: become a lycan herself.
And he’s willing to make it happen—for a price. One hundred nights as his personal “slave.”
But she’s no helpless damsel. Scrappy, impulsive, and armed with a mouth that won’t quit, Tilly’s ready to claw her way through this twisted agreement. Yet as the nights slip by, the line between survival and seduction blurs—and the price of becoming a lycan might be far greater than just her heart.
Will Tilly fight her way back to Xavier—or surrender to the vampire who owns her nights?
One hundred nights. One impossible choice. And a hunger neither of them expected.

My name is Four, yes four, like the number. Of course, it wasn't always my name, but since I was brought to the auctions, it has been what I've been called and what everyone knows me as.
Long ago, I was the proud daughter of the alpha and luna of Blue Moon, but after our pack was brought to ruin, I became one of many awaiting their fate.
You see, in this place, we are no longer people. Instead, we are just things waiting for the day we are bought and given our purpose in life, whether it be a slave, a mistress, a breeder, or worse, an offering.
For years, I've waited for the day that I am bought and given my meaning for living, but so far, it hasn't happened.
the auctioneers say it is because of my eyes. They say that they remind the buyers of the devil and that they fear that if they buy me, I will do nothing but bring ruin to them and their packs. That is, until the day he found me and took me out of this place after saying one thing.
"You with those eyes like a blade have brought ruin to me and because of that you must spend your life atoning."
After that, he became my purpose, my meaning, and with each passing day, I grew more and more greedy. How long will these pleasant days last, especially when conspiracy is rising and betrayal is around every corner?
Will the worries that those who never bought me turn out to be true, or will the odds be defied?

I feel an urgent throb deep between my legs, and I lift my hips up invitingly as the wetness blossoms between them. I bite my lip as I imagine Aleksandr sliding his long cold tongue into my hot wet pussy, exploring the tight pink folds while he eats me out. My nipples harden under the silky fabric of the night dress as heat surges through me, a rush of primal need. But as I moan out his name in my moment of lust, I feel a cold, strong hand clamp around my throat, pinning me to the bed.

His icy blue eyes glitter cruelly in the dying firelight from the hearth as he bares his fangs inches away from my face, his lips parting in a wide smile.

“It’s time for your punishment, little slut,” he growls.


When eighteen-year-old Arianna Eaves meets her new stepfather’s thirty-five year old brother, she’s immediately drawn to him even though he’s almost twice her age. Little does she know, Aleksandr is no ordinary man - and their age gap is a hell of a lot worse than she could ever have imagined.

By day, Aleksandr Vasiliev is a notoriously arrogant drop dead gorgeous billionaire playboy. By night, he's a seven-hundred-year-old vampire, a master of both pleasure and pain. The moment he lays eyes on his brother’s sexy little stepdaughter, he wants her more than anything in the world, and he’ll do anything to have her.

Dive into a world ruled by creatures of the night, where filthy forbidden desires and erotic fantasies are unleashed in a steamy, scorching hot tale of lust and longing that will leave you breathless and begging for more.

Warning: This book contains erotic content, smut and very, very naughty language. This is an erotica romance and contains heavy BDSM. The story starts off with a slow burn then gets extremely hot and filthy as things heat up ;) Enjoy!

A REVERSE HAREM SHIFTER ROMANCE
“We can keep your island safe and capture the killer...”
“But? In return for what?”
“Your daughter.”


I was working on getting off the island. I wanted to go where nobody knew me so I could live the life I always wanted, but unfortunately, my plans didn't work out that way.

I was at the wrong place at the wrong time and nearly died because of it. But my knight in shining armour rescued me.

One chance encounter changed everything.

There was a murderer lurking in the shadows, and the only ones who could stop him were the cat-shifters.

But their help comes at a price - me.

"I can smell your arousal... your pussy is small and delicate like the bulb of a flower, pink, swollen and shaved. Do you like my touch, slave?" the vampire prince asks, spreading my thighs as I sit on his lap in front of everyone almost naked.

"Fucking wet," he whispers, pulling my thighs together and apart, obviously enjoying the sound of the wetness between my legs. "Your mind may not be mine, your will not quite... but your body? Your body responds to me. I am the master of an aroused little virgin slave," he growls passionately into my ear.

Calista never imagined her fiancé would sell her as payment for a debt. Now she's part of an ancient and cruel vampire tradition: The Blood Hunt. In it, the damned run for their lives while the vampires get their kicks hunting them down and claiming them as slaves.

Her captor is the Dark Prince, the most feared of all. A deadly predator who has found nothing to interest him for centuries... until now.

Trapped in a world of shadows and desire, Calista must face deadly trials, resist the prince's seduction, and discover the truth about her existence. When two enemies doomed to destroy each other cannot live without each other ... the only choice is to embrace the darkness.

"No need to tell me, babe. I want to hear you climax," he said in a low voice.

"Fuck, you're so tight."

He quickly slipped in a second finger and slightly accelerated his movements. She was so wet that his fingers slid easily. When he could add a third, he enjoyed exploring her。

In a matter of days, I lost everything due to one man's madness. My family, my kingdom, my life. I was forced to flee.

That man rejected me and had me locked up in his dungeons. Where do I go from here?

And then, to my surprise, I find my second chance. Is the moon goddess playing with me?

Caught in a power struggle among three kings... What lies ahead? How will my past unfold?

“You dare to speak of the king so casually? He would have your head and your father’s,” the teacher snapped.
“But Mrs. Romanas, he told me to call him Lukas. He said if anybody had a problem with it, to go take it up with him.”
“Like you know the king,” one student scoffed.
“I’m not lying! He even kissed me!,” Lily sobbed.
“Liar!”
Just at that moment, King Lukas stepped into the doorway, his teeth bared, uttering a low growl.
The entire room fell so silent that a pin being dropped could be heard clearly.
“Your Majesty.”
The teacher sank to her knees as did all of the students, except his beautiful mate. He crooked his finger at her.
“Come here, Lily"

Lily is an ordinary young girl, she suffered bully from students and teachers in school. Tired and cried, she was too weak to protect herself.

But she has a small secret...she knows the Dragon King. King Lukas treats his little mate as a treasure and can’t stand anyone hurting Lily.
Now, it’s time for revenge...

The annoying bullies deserve a punishment.
For each and every tear Lily shed, they will take a lash.

Let’s enjoy the shivering punishment game.

A/S: Sequel to My Mate's a What? It's Lukas' and Lily's story. This goes through the remaining years between when they met and when and if they end up together.

“Spread your legs for me,” Damon commanded.

“I am not yours,” I hesitated.

His eyes turned dangerously dark and in a snap of a moment, he lifted me, making me sit on the desk. His wild throbbing erection aggressively savaging the inner layers of my core.

He tugged my hair, exposing my neckline for him to take in my scent and his hot breath ruffled onto my hot skin.

“You are mine and mine only. All rights reserved. Anyone coming our way will have to die. I am a jealous type. End of the story.”


Natasha is a newly married bride. Her husband’s job takes her from the live city of Chicago to the ancient, secluded town of Campo, Argentina. At Campo, She meets Damon -- a dashing, mysterious and cursed boss of her husband who claims to be her mate. Strange occurrences surround her until one fateful night, her husband disappears in the ruins of the ancient city of Artena. She has no one to go but Damon.

“I need your help, please,” I pleaded.

“Let me help you my mate but-” He chuckled.

“Be my Luna,” he growled.

“This is so wrong, I shouldn’t be doing this but I can’t resist you, not anymore!” He groaned, pulling me into his arms immediately.

Lucien’s touch was cold, yet I burned hot with desire, wanton and needy.
His lips were so soft and he kissed me with the same need that made my panties drenched.
Suddenly the door opened and his twin walked in, his red eyes taking in the scene as I gasped in shock and pleasure because Lucien plunged his fingers into my wet pussy.


Violet was used to her mate's maltreatment and cheating. Its not like she could go anywhere, he was the Beta and all her escape attempts had been met with violence.
But then he goes overboard by selling her off the infamous Vampire Twins.
Reed and Liam Knight, the immortal, cursed vampire Princes who had sworn to never accept a soulmate, won a gambling game against Violet’s mate and in order to punish him, they demand the one thing a werewolf is supposed to prize above everything else, his mate.
But instead of resisting, he willingly delivers her to them.
When they set her eyes on her, they both fall for her at first sight.
They conclude it must be witchcraft considering there was a mysterious air around her. They even suspect that her mate must have sent her with a mission to destroy them.
So they make her their maid but destiny and fate has a different plan in mind and the Twin Princes will have their will tested deeply.
Read more to find out how this reverse harem story ends.

A group of werewolves brutally killed Willow's friends in front of her. In extreme fear, a giant wolf with horns, Kaizen, appeared and tore the other werewolves to pieces and saved her. Willow fainted from shock, not knowing that the one who saved her was the prince of the wolf royal family, let alone that she was his destined mate.
Kaizen is the grandson of the King of Hell. When he calmed down, he realized that he had killed many of his own kind in an unconscious rage for a mortal he had never met. On this day, he went from a noble prince to a wanted wanderer. Willow knew nothing about this, let alone that there was a completely different supernatural world beside the highway.


“I know. To be honest, I’m just glad I got my mate.” He said touching my hair. “Sorry…. You’re really soft and Fuck Knows you’re so small… It’s calming.”
“I don’t mind.” I said quietly, and he looked like a kid that just tried candy for the first time…And I felt like this was the first time I’d ever had my head touched.
He pet my hair, gently dragging his hand down to my neck… His thumb on where he bit me should have been painful… but instead it was almost as if there was a connection that ran from my neck straight to my core… holy cow.
“I find it cute that you don’t swear much.” He commented smoothly….. he sounded a little huskier. “My urge to be marked by you is so strong, I can’t think straight….”

“How much for this temptress?” Beta Daniels asked causing me to flinch at the name.

“ 100 jewels.” Came a voice from someone sitting up front.

“200.” Came another voice.

“500” Hollered another.

The room was silent for a moment.

“500 going once, 500 going twice, Sold to Lord Issacson,” Beta Daniels announced.

I felt my heart skip a beat. I had been sold.

“ I want her.” Came a loud snarl.

Everyone in the crowd grew silent.

“Your…Your highness.” Stumbled Beta Daniels, bowing down onto his knee. “We weren’t expecting you tonight.”

“ I want her,” the Vampire King said again. “She is mine.”

“But your highness. She’s already been sold.” Beta Daniels spoke timidly.

“ I don’t care. I want her.” He responded. “ What the king claims, the king gets.”


There’s talk around the supernatural community that Nikolai, is growing weak without a Queen by his side. As the king of vampires, the ruler of the supernatural world, who has been on the throne for a millennium, he would never fall in love with a blood slave he brought from a slave auction.

Wouldn't he?

In a world where every living being has a secret name, Kate was born with the ability to see through the magical veil that separates human and fae worlds. Not only that, her body produces too much magic, making her a target for all the creatures who want to take advantage of it. Her family always had problems with this, and they didn't think twice about selling her to the fae's great leader, the Pale King, who showed up on their doorstep and bought her and her younger sister.

For some time, Kate was used as a source of magic for the Pale King, until one day she managed to escape, alone, cursing herself for not being able to bring her sister with her. Pursued during her escape, what she didn't expect was to be saved by a great black dragon who has no wings. He fought off her pursuers and let her go.

Years later, Kate never forgot her sister or her savior. Now she acts as a mercenary, and she wants to find ways to confront the Pale King and get her sister back, even though she fears the girl won't even remember her. But she heard that a great black, wingless dragon will be put up for sale at an auction where magical creatures can be bought with their secret names written on a document of ownership.

Could he be the same dragon who saved her before? Would he help her again? She doesn't know the answers to these questions, but at this point, Kate is willing to obtain him, even if by alternative ways.

18+ rated
Steamy, dark content.


When my eyes opened, I found myself lying on silk sheets, my hands restrained with handcuffs.

The air became unreasonably cold as three vampires with their fangs out emerged, their eyes different colors yet familiar and terrifying.

I felt a slight slap on my thighs, and I whimpered as I spread them open.

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She was meant to be his blood slave.
But she was claimed long before he could mark her.

Nyx Vespera, the last of a slaughtered bloodline, is untouchable. Her blood is laced with a toxic magic that’s lethal to most vampires. But for the most powerful among them, her blood is a seduction they can’t resist.

Vale Orun Nömad, the notorious Vampire King, believed he could make Nyx his willing blood slave. But when he tasted her blood, he found himself ensnared. He was unable to resist the pull of her intoxicating power and their sizzling attraction.

Hawke Dubel, Vale’s most trusted subordinate, has always been by his side. But Nyx’s blood has a different effect on him. It makes him crave her not just for her blood, but for the power to own her.

Then, there’s the third man. A ghost from her past. Nyx’s first love, a vampire hunter whom she believed dead, now haunts her every step, demanding she submit to him once again.

What happens when a failed ritual forces her into the arms of three powerful, dangerous men? What will she do when the pull of desire is too great to resist, and her body betrays her every time they touch?

Can she escape the chains of passion they’ve wrapped around her, or will she surrender to the intoxicating desires that threaten to consume her and them completely?

I am the ugly omega, popularly known as the cursed ugly omega because I bear an ugly scar on my face. Despite my parents holding high ranks in the pack, it didn't save me from the disrespect and ill treatment of my pack members. I was unloved, but my parents would cuddle and comfort me behind closed doors, and I don't blame them for doubting their love for me. I was a disgrace to them, and not only that, my father sired another child in secret. His excuse? I wasn't the child he wanted to have. Although my mom didn't tell me what his reason was, I knew that was his reason. He needed a child to be proud of. My mate said I wasn't fit to be a Luna. I was ugly and did not qualify, but he deemed me qualified to be his breeder, his indirect mistress, and I hate him. I hate the moon goddess for shaming me, for being a b*tch that couldn't fulfill a wretched girl's wish. Escaping was my only option, but running into a dragon wasn't part of the plan, and now he is obsessed and won't let me go.The dragon found a toy to play with and that toy is me. What kind of fate is this? I will never forgive the moon goddess for failing to fulfil just one wish. For making my life miserable, I vow to make that of her descendants hell!

"Say another word and I'll bite your tongue off, you'll lose it."
He replied in a daring tone and my sense told me that he wasn't playing this time around.
I would rather endure the pain than to make sure that I lost any part of my body.
"I would prefer I die... Ah!" I screamed when his fangs sank into my neck drawing blood like it was a fountain gushing out.
I was stupefied but my hands couldn't move anymore.


My name is being called out in rooms I’ve not walked into..prestige echoing through.
I knew how solid this thought was on me and how badly I wanted it to be my reality.
It did.
I found the bone of my bones but blood sure runs freely over here.
Blood runs in the human system but with Lucian you can taste it a little tongue to lip tease.
A charming billionaire with an aura,an opposite world and the face of a God.
Oh stop! You would have fallen and flipped if you were in my position as his heiress.
This is our story is it all love?
Is this really how loving a masculine man feels? Take a guess!


Naomi： a human girl who had been a slave for many years of her life, and now had zero hope of escaping it after being trafficked.
Lucian： the vampire lord and leader of the Pure Bloods, and a very successful business man who is a Billionaire.
What happens when both of their worlds collide, after Lucian agrees to work with the government of the country to unveil the underworld?
This is a story of love, crime, and of course blood.

Rejected by her mate. Saved by the most feared man in the pack. Evelyn was left to die—until Lucien came back from exile to catch her fall. He’s the banished heir, the one they call a murderer, the wolf even Alphas fear. And now, he says she’s his mate. She wants to run. He won't let her. Because once a deadly wolf claims his mate... he never lets go. Dark. Dangerous. Undeniable. Love was never meant to be safe.

Breathlessly my fingers slide down his body, finding the front of his jeans. I growl in frustration when I can’t get the button unhooked fast enough. His hands replace mine, finding the button of his pants between us, and makes quick work of the metal. Between one breath and the next I have his cock free. I drag my hand up the hard, silky length of him.

He snarls, his hand on my waist tightening almost painfully as he yanks me closer.

I need him desperately. I need to feel him inside me, hot and hard.

My soaked center meets his erection, and I take another long pull of his scent as I line us up. Somewhere in the haze I can’t help but think how huge he is. I’ve had sex before, and none of those other males even came close.

His dark gaze bores into mine. “You're sure?” His voice is rougher than I’ve ever heard it.


Claire is thrust into an arranged marriage with a mysterious alpha she barely knows. Yet, when betrayal rocks her world, she seeks refuge in the territory of her husband's brother's pack. There, amidst the tension, she discovers a connection she can't ignore. As they battle against forbidden desires, Claire and her husband's brother must navigate the treacherous waters of loyalty and longing. Will they yield to the pull of their hearts or remain bound by duty?

Once the tub is filled, I slide in and get comfortable.

I must doze off because instead of warm water lapping at my pale, soft skin there are three very skilled and hot tongues following the few curves of my body that I do have.

Despite not being able to see who are giving me great pleasure, I feel all of my body begin to shake. One mouth claims mine as a second one sucks one of my nipples while the third mouth envelops my clit.


After fleeing from an orphanage that was the source of constant torment, you find yourself in the land of dragons, the most feared and merciless beings around. You count down the days until you are an adult and can run away. You thought that you caught a break when you were offered a job in the palace until you learned that you were working for the Royal Trio, group of 3 brothers who torment you. However, your life takes an unexpected turn during the Trio’s Grand Ceremony, a coming-of-age party where dragons learn their destiny and mate. Does your life improve or spiral more out of control when your tormentors’ eyes become fixated on you?

“I never loved you, Lexi. You were always principled, boring and always wanting to put your people first–as you called it. You never had time for me in your busy schedule. The only reason I stuck around was because of the Alpha title I thought you were going to get. Imagine my surprise and happiness when the title was finally given to the love of my life.” He pulls Penelope closer to him as he kisses her in front of me.

My wolf can no longer bear it as she comes out, forcing me to forcefully transform. I watch in helplessness as she takes full control of my body and rushes at Penelope.

My wolf whimpers as she lands on the ground mid stride. She tries to go against the order but the effort is futile so she goes back in. I’m naked as I sob on the floor, my humiliation reaching its peak.


Betrayed by her family and her mate. She left the pack and joined the arm force of the lycanblood-line pack to fight against her own pack. Also become their Alpha’s second chance mate.

He is the Lycan Alpha of the Lycanblood-line pack. He is strongest amongst other Alphas and ruthless as well. Rumor has it that he killed his Luna and his own brother. He later mated with Lexi.

Kenna McIntosh never planned on coming back to Giggle Water Creek.
But when her beloved grandfather vanishes without a trace, she's forced to return to the hometown she fled fifteen years ago—only to find that the town isn’t just strange… it’s downright haunted.

Her childhood friends are hiding secrets. The plumbing system is possessed. A leather-bound book written in Latin is missing—and someone—or something—wants it found.

As if that’s not enough, her dead mother’s ghost is back and angrier than ever. Kenna will need more than caffeine and sarcasm to survive this mess—try a full case of Poptops, every hairband anthem from the ‘80s, and nerves of steel.

Welcome to Giggle Water Creek, where the spirits are restless, the secrets run deep, and quitting smoking was a really bad idea.