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Eliana Rivera is the firstborn daughter of business tycoon Cassian Rivera. When her father's company falls into debt, he marries her off to the arrogant and ruthless billionaire, Alexander Grayson, as part of a business contract and under the threat of blackmail. Alexander, the billionaire CEO, never planned to marry, but the pressure of blackmail forces him into a union with a woman he barely knows. Although Eliana doesn't see Alexander as her ideal partner, she agrees to the marriage out of a sense of duty. Once engaged, however, he barely acknowledges her presence and harbours disdain for her because of her father's actions and their relationship. But as they navigate their newfound relationship, the unexpected desire for each other's touch ignites-a twist neither of them planned, leading them toward an unforeseen love.

another. Now, alongside Alpha Ezra, the mate she fought so hard to claim, Katya must navigate the lies, the magic, and the trickery of the Moon Goddess herself. But as she digs deeper into the truth of her bloodline, she realizes her fate may not be as simple as it seems. Because Beta Mateo—the man who sacrificed everything for her—is now bound to her in ways none of them expected. He killed his mate to save Katya. Now, he is left in a dangerous limbo, caught between his love for his Alpha, his growing feelings for his Luna, and the curse that threatens to destroy them all. The key to breaking the curse is choice. But what happens when choosing means risking it all? Will Katya accept Mateo as her second mate, or will she stay true to the mate bond she fought for with Ezra? And if the only way to break the Moon Goddess’ curse is to defy fate itself, will any of them survive the consequences?

I walked away from a billionaire husband who betrayed me with my best friend-divorced, pregnant with twins, and determined never to look back. But Ethan Harrington doesn't know how to lose. Years later, he's sober, broken, and begging for scraps of time with our children. Supervised visits. Two hours a month. Steel boundaries. I thought revenge would feel sweeter. Instead, I found Damian Black-dangerous, devoted, scarred by his own shadows-and built a new empire from the ashes of the old one. Now I'm carrying his child. Our daughter. But when Ethan's redemption starts looking too real, and old secrets threaten to unravel everything I've fought for... Will I finally close the door on my past? Or will one last betrayal force me to choose between the family I chose and the one that was forced on me? Betrayal. Divorce. Secret babies. Second chances. Revenge. A kickass heroine rising from ruin. And a love that refuses to stay buried.

A month after my boyfriend "went missing," I unexpectedly bumped into him at a bar. He was completely unharmed, bragging to his friends. "My girlfriend is way too clingy, so I needed to teach her a lesson. Plus, my best bro Keegan is playing along." I didn't burst into tears, nor did I have a meltdown. Instead, I pretended I hadn't seen or heard a thing and quietly went home. When Beckham called Keegan for an update, I was straddling Keegan's lap. "Focus, honey. Don't get distracted." Keegan hung up the phone immediately. As for Beckham? Let him stay missing—forever missing from my world.

Emily Carter, an executive assistant to the powerful CEO Connor Ashford, finds her life irrevocably altered when a fateful night leads to unexpected consequences. After being drugged at a company banquet, Connor stumbles into Emily's hotel room, leading to an encounter that results in a pregnancy.

The maître d' led me to a secluded corner table where Benedict sat, his Harvard Law diploma and a contract from one of Manhattan's most prestigious law firms displayed prominently before him. The restaurant's soft lighting caught the gold embossing on his diploma, making it gleam like a trophy. My heart fluttered as I approached, thinking he'd called me here to celebrate his accomplishments—our accomplishments, really, since my pack's resources had funded every step of his journey. "Benedict," I said softly, sliding into the seat across from him. "This is wonderful. I'm so proud of you." He didn't smile. His eyes, once warm when they looked at me, now held a coldness that made my skin prickle with unease. My wolf stirred restlessly inside me, sensing danger before I could process it. "Lily," he said, using the name I'd gone by during our five years together. "There's something important I need to tell you." I reached for his hand across the table, but he pulled away, straightening his already immaculate tie.

I rushed through the corridors of the Pack House, my heart pounding against my ribs. The guards nodded respectfully as I passed, but their eyes held a pity I didn't understand. My mother had been imprisoned for three days now, accused of a crime I knew she couldn't have committed. Her fragile mind wouldn't allow her to harm anyone. "Please," I whispered to myself, "let him listen this time." I tracked Jaxxon's scent to his private office—the room where pack business was conducted, where decisions that shaped our lives were made. My mate, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, had been avoiding me since my mother's arrest. Today, I wouldn't let him escape. I didn't knock. The door swung open under my desperate push. The scent hit me first—vanilla and musk, arousal and betrayal mingling in the air.

Kidnapped, beaten and locked up, Aurora Puro Pucasso, The daughter of General Puro Pucasso, has her life turned upside down. One moment she's on her bed, the next, she's forcefully taken by Vincenzo West, and made to act like his wife Brielle, and the mother to his psychotic child in exchange for her to live. What happens when every of Brielle's past comes to haunt her? Can she survive her new daughter's torment? What happen when the line between Reality and fiction start to blur between Aurora and Vincenzo.

CAUTION! ❗️⚠️EROTIC. DARK ROMANCE. MULTIPLE STEAMY STORIES, R18, RAW. INTENSE.Through Realms of Sins is a collection of taboo and steamy stories where passion knows no boundaries. In different worlds and timelines, an Omega woman becomes the obsession of powerful Alphas: CEOs, kings, mafia bosses, and supernatural beings.Every story would whisk you away into a world of dark romance and irresistible desire, where the lines between love and lust fade away. The Alphas are cruel, but the Omega is no helpless prize, challenging their control and unleashing parts of them that didn't even know they existed.This is an R18 Omegaverse anthology filled with tension, power play, and fiery passion. Each story is hotter than the last, each loves a battlefield of strong desires. Enticing you through Realms of Sins which will leave you breathless for more.

My husband Liam was the perfect Alpha. He built me a library, fought off rogues, and swore I was his soulmate. I thought we were the perfect fated couple. That was until I found the burner phone wedged deep in the sofa cushions. "She's just a placeholder," he texted his mistress, Ava. "You know you're my real queen." Attached was an ultrasound of a wolf pup—his heir. I tried to leave with dignity, but he dragged me to the Pack Gala. On a live stream watched by thousands, he paraded Ava around, wearing my family’s heirloom necklace. When I tried to take it back, he didn't just stop me. He slapped me across the face. The force of his blow didn't just break my heart; the trauma killed the secret baby growing inside me. I severed the bond and vanished, leaving him with his "queen" and his guilt. Five years later, I returned, not as a weak rejected mate, but as the powerful Alpha of the Sanctuary. Liam fell to his knees in the dirt, holding a flawless pink diamond, begging for a second chance. "I fought for you," he cried, tears streaming down his face. "I bled for you! I am your Fated Mate!" I looked at him with nothing but pity, then turned to the man standing beside me—the quiet Beta who had silently saved my life years ago when Liam was too busy playing the hero. I took Ethan's hand. "Ethan," I asked, my voice ringing clear through the silent crowd. "Will you be my Mate?" As Liam screamed in agony, the Moon Goddess answered with a blinding golden light.

Evie Sinclair signed a contract in desperation-no strings, just a paycheck, and a few months of pretending to be someone she's not. What she didn't know? The man she agreed to "assist" wasn't just anyone. Miles Ashford was a real-life duke. And nothing about this arrangement was simple. Thrust into a world of old money, whispered scandals, and glittering façades, Evie finds herself center stage in an aristocratic charade where every smile is loaded and every secret has claws. She's supposed to keep her distance, to play her part. But Miles is intoxicating: guarded, charming, and haunted by something he won't say. When his ex resurfaces, the family's claws come out, and the lies start to unravel, Evie realizes she's caught in something far deeper than she signed up for. Falling for Miles was never part of the plan... but neither was surviving the storm that follows. Because in this game of status and secrets, love might be the biggest risk of all.

Trapped in a deadly fire at my own engagement party, my lungs burned as I reached a shaking hand out to my fiancé for help. He stopped and looked right at me through the thick smoke. But instead of saving me, he wrapped his jacket tightly around my stepsister and ran, leaving me to burn. I barely survived. But when I woke up in the hospital, my father and stepmother didn't even ask about my injuries. They threw a stack of legal documents right onto my bed. "Sign the papers, Avah. Step aside. Jaclyn is far better suited to be Kain's wife." My fiancé then stormed into the room, publicly humiliating me with false rumors of an illegitimate child and threatening to bankrupt my company. Four years of swallowing my pride to be the perfect, obedient pawn for our family business, all for nothing. They threw me to the wolves without a single second of hesitation, expecting me to just lower my head and cry like I always did. But the fire had burned that pathetic version of me away. I ripped out my IV, letting the blood drip onto the sheets, and tore their contracts straight down the middle. "The engagement is over." I threw my million-dollar ring right at my ex's chest, then picked up the phone to call my trust lawyer. They wanted to take everything from me, so I was going to make them bleed.

Chapter 1 "Celeste, your resignation has been approved, but... are you certain about this? Alpha Marcus seemed surprised when he signed it. Perhaps you should reconsider?" Celeste kept her eyes fixed on the resignation letter, her fingers tracing the familiar signature at the bottom. She shook her head slowly. "No need to reconsider. He's made his choice." The HR manager shifted uncomfortably. "But Celeste, everyone knows how much the Alpha—" "How much he what?" Celeste's laugh was hollow. "Cares about me? Values me? Loves me?" What the HR manager didn't know was that Celeste wasn't just another pack member leaving the company. She was Marcus Sterling's mate—had been for four years. Their mating bond was a secret, buried beneath pack politics and his personal shame. But love and mating were two very different things, as she'd learned six weeks ago. The night she miscarried their first pup—alone in a hospital room at 2 AM, bleeding and terrified—she'd called him seventeen times through their mate bond. When he finally answered, his voice was thick with sleep and irritation. "Celeste, it's the middle of the night. Can't this wait until morning?" "Marcus, I'm losing the pup. I need you here. The doctors need consent for—" "Look, I'm sure it's just cramping. She-wolves go through this all the time. Take some painkillers and call me in the morning." The line went dead, and with it, something in their mate bond snapped forever. She'd signed her own consent forms while hemorrhaging, her hands shaking so badly she could barely hold the pen. Her wolf whimpered in pain, calling for her mate, but he never came. When the doctor told her the pup was gone, she was still alone. Marcus showed up three days later—not to comfort his grieving mate, but to drag her back to work because his assistant, had accidentally deleted important files and he needed Celeste to recover them. He had been with Raven. Raven. Her younger sister. The woman who'd been warming his bed while his mate was losing their pup. "People change," Celeste said quietly to the HR manager. "I've given him four years of my life. That's enough." The irony wasn't lost on her. Marcus had claimed her as his mate because she was useful—the brilliant daughter of a neighboring pack's Beta who could make his company profitable. But he'd never wanted a true mate. He'd wanted a business partner who occasionally warmed his bed. Now that Raven was back from her Europe, he had what he'd always really wanted. Before she left, though, Celeste had one final gift for her Alpha. Something that would set them both free.

The evening of my 20th birthday celebration was supposed to be a joyous occasion for the Hunter Pack. Instead, it became the night Maurice George, the Beta of the George Pack and my childhood friend, shattered our mate bond in front of everyone, bringing Georgina Woods, my long-time rival, into the spotlight. After that night, my family severed all ties and alliances with the George Pack. When pack members proposed a joint training session, my brother Isaias, a Delta in our pack, declared firmly, "Not interested. I have no association with the Georges anymore." For a new collaboration with a neighboring pack, my best friend Giuliana, a rising star in our ranks, announced, "I’m stepping back from managing alliances with the George Pack. My loyalty lies solely with Ophelia and the Hunter Pack." An offer from the Lycan King himself requested my presence as a representative for a prestigious pack mission. I accepted, but not as a member tied to the George Pack. My parents, Alpha Uriel and Luna Brooke, found the situation intolerable and withdrew all support from the George Pack, cutting them off entirely. --- At my birthday celebration, Maurice brought Georgina Woods. He knew exactly how much I despised her.

I woke up in a bed of Egyptian cotton with a jackhammer headache and the naked CEO of my company sleeping beside me. I was a low-level analyst who had accidentally texted the world's most ruthless billionaire instead of my crush. Now, Sebastian Sterling wasn't just my boss-he was the man who owned my debt, my marriage, and a secret that was currently burning us both alive. He forced me into a cold-blooded marriage contract, trading my mother's life-saving medical bills for a year of my life as his trophy wife. I thought I was just a pawn in his corporate war against his ex-fiancée, but the tattoo over his heart-0825-held the date of the fire that destroyed my childhood and killed my peace. He hadn't just found me; he had been watching me from the shadows since I was twelve. He built a fortress of money and lies around me, manipulating my every move while his family tried to have me erased. When they finally targeted my mother and my son, I realized I couldn't just be a victim anymore. I fled to the industrial slums of Newark, erasing my identity to hunt down the ledgers that could put his family behind bars. But Sebastian didn't let me go; he stripped off his suits and checked out of his penthouse to follow me into the grime. Now, he's posing as a low-life driver named Ben, watching over me from a beat-up SUV while I infiltrate a criminal syndicate. He thinks he's my guardian angel, but I'm the one holding the match that will either save his empire or burn it to the ground.

I went to the Alpha Heir's office to tell him I was pregnant. I thought three years of devotion meant something. Instead, I heard him laughing with his mistress. "She's just a pet," Holden said. "A placeholder until you were ready." While I lay bleeding in the clinic, mourning my lost child, Holden sent a "prank" cake laced with ghost peppers to the only father figure I had left. The shock gave the old man a heart attack, killing him instantly. Holden didn't know about the miscarriage. He didn't know he had killed his own heir. He just dragged me out of the hospital bed and ordered me to be a bridesmaid at his wedding to the mistress. "Kneel and hold her train," he commanded, using his Alpha Voice to force me down. "That is your place." He thinks I'm broken. He thinks I'm trapped because I'm a weak Omega. But he forgot about the bet he made six months ago. He bet me as a prize in a street race against the ruthless Alpha King—and lost. I dialed the private number I swore I'd never use. "You won," I whispered into the phone. "Come get me." Holden is waiting for me at the altar, expecting a submissive servant. He has no idea that the Alpha King is coming to claim his prize, and his world is about to burn.

Ten years ago, I was banished from my pack, branded a whore and a traitor for allegedly drugging and stealing my sister's fated mate. Now, I was summoned back because my father, the Alpha who disowned me, was dying from a poisoned attack. Standing by his deathbed, a locked memory finally surfaced—I didn't drug anyone. My husband and I were both victims, poisoned with wolfsbane to force our mating. But before my father could reveal who orchestrated the setup, his heart monitor flatlined. My brother instantly shoved me to the ground, pointing a trembling finger at my face. "You killed him. I will hunt you, I will break you, and I will make your life a living hell." Even my husband, Kieran, the man I was forced to marry to save our unborn child, walked right past me in the hospital corridor. He didn't spare me a single glance, choosing instead to gently comfort my mother while I sat bruised and shattered on the cold floor. I didn't understand why my own family hated me so blindly, and I understood even less who had framed me a decade ago. What terrified my father so much in his final moments that he couldn't even speak the culprit's name? Watching my cold husband walk away with the family that abandoned me, the last shred of my naive hope died. I wiped my tears and stood up. This time, I was going to tear this pack apart to find the truth.

In the fifth year of our life in America, my husband, Benjamin Sanders, brought Nora Burke and her son straight to our home. "Nora and her son are new here. They'll stay with us for a while." We had a huge fight over this. On my birthday, Benjamin handed me divorce papers, saying, "Sign it quickly, Nora needs a visa, and it'll only be a temporary divorce." I frowned, trying to understand. But Benjamin pointed at me and accused me of being heartless. Not long after, I saw Nora's post on Facebook: "Ben is divorcing for me and the child! Finally, we have a place to call home." Without a word, I liked the post, signed the divorce papers, and applied to return to the UK. When my manager, Arlette Hernandez, saw my application, she seemed surprised. "Kiara, you worked so hard to move here. Why do you want to go back now?" I lowered my head with a bitter smile.

Elena who grew up in the countryside was brought back to the city only to be used and abandoned by her very own family. Used in replacement for her sister and finding out the truth from years ago, will Elena seek revenge? What happens when she turns out to be different from what was expected? Adrian Laurent, crippled and treated like a commodity by his family. Adrian swore to get revenge for everything done to him and his mother in the past. What happens when his new wife finds/finds out he is not crippled? Will she trust him? "Don't touch me! You lied to me, I trusted you." Elena remarked tears streaming down from her face, she had been able to handle all forms of betrayers but she would never be able to handle this. "I didn't mean to lie Elena, you never asked me if it was a lie. I'm sorry Elena, I should have told you sooner, please forgive me.." Adrian drawled... Elena slowly backed away from there and ran, only to be cornered by her husband once again. She forgot, he could walk now...

He was a one-night memory. She was a lifetime secret. But fate doesn’t forget what the heart never let go. Five years ago, Lydia Alison lost everything in a single night—her relationship, her dreams, her direction. But in that heartbreak, she found an unexpected moment of passion with a stranger who made her feel seen, wanted... alive. That stranger was Herry Luther—charismatic, powerful, unforgettable. But the morning after, he was gone. And weeks later, Lydia discovered she was pregnant with a man whose last name she didn’t even know. Alone, terrified, and determined, Lydia rebuilt her life brick by fragile brick—for her son, Theo, a bright little boy with Herry’s piercing blue eyes and stubborn spirit. She gave up her art, her comfort, her dreams... but never once regretted loving her son more than anything in the world. Now, after five long years, destiny throws her into the lion’s den. A dream job at a luxury food company becomes a living nightmare when she discovers that the CEO—the man she’ll be working under—is none other than Herry Luther. The man she never forgot. The man she never stopped loving. The man who has no idea he’s a father. Their chemistry? Still dangerous. His touch? Still electric. But her secret? Still devastating. When Herry discovers the truth—that Theo is his son—their world shatters. Fury. Betrayal. Long-buried pain. And love… aching, unfinished love that refuses to die. Can a man who once left without a word become the father her son deserves? Can a woman who learned to survive without love dare to trust it again? IF YOU LOVE THIS MY STORY, I BET YOU WILL LOVE THIS ONES, SEARCH IT ON ROCNOVEL AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THING-- His Betrayal, Her Revenge- Seducing J'onn Condex TASTE OF A BROKEN LUNA WICKED PROVIDENCE COLD COMMAND-The Secret Son The Alpha King's Two Faced Mate SINFUL DESIRES 1 VANTABLACK VOWS My Husband Called Her Late-night Flirty Pic A Mistake Seduced By His Touch Kiss Me Like You Never Left

Her daughter lay dying-her only chance at survival resting in a bone marrow transplant from her biological father. That man, the one Stella Johnson had once loved with all her heart, was nowhere to be found. While Stella made call after call, hands trembling with desperation, Charles Hart was busy building a crystal castle for the daughter of his beloved white moonlight-lighting up the entire city with fireworks in her honor. All Stella got in return was a cold, clipped response: "I'm busy." And then. silence. She waited. And waited. Until the warmth left her daughter's tiny hand. He never came. Cradling the small urn, Stella stepped into the streets-only to be greeted by a cruel spectacle. Every digital screen on the bustling boulevard played the same scene: Charles, his white moonlight, and their daughter, smiling under the fireworks as they sang "Happy Birthday," basking in a future built on someone else's grave. The love Stella once held for Charles didn't just die that night-it was burned to ash. And from those ashes, something far stronger rose: Hatred. Cold. Sharp. Unforgiving.

I smoothed my navy blue maternity dress over my swollen belly, feeling our baby shift beneath my palm. The catered dinner at my in-laws' home was meant to be a celebration—our last family gathering before I entered my final month of pregnancy. The dining room glowed with soft candlelight, reflecting off the polished silver and crystal glasses. "I'd like to make a toast," I said, raising my sparkling water. My voice trembled slightly as all eyes turned to me. "To new beginnings, to family, and to our little one who will join us soon." Everyone raised their glasses—everyone except Ethan, whose attention was fixed on his vibrating phone. His brow furrowed as he glanced at the screen. "Excuse me," he murmured, pushing back from the table. "I need to take this." I watched as my husband stepped into the hallway, his voice dropping to that soft, concerned tone he reserved exclusively for Marissa. The same tone I hadn't heard directed at me in months.

The candlelight flickered across Theodore's face as he raised his wine glass, the crystal catching the light in a way that made his smile look more like a sneer than a celebration. "Another anniversary," he said, his voice dripping with something that wasn't quite warmth. "Another opportunity to thank the Clark family for their... charity." I felt my father's jaw tighten beside me. He'd never liked Theodore, though he'd never said it outright. The tension in the dining room of our family estate was thick enough to cut with the steak knife I still held in my hand. "Theodore," I said quietly, "we're celebrating our marriage, not my family's financial support." He laughed, a cold sound that made the fine hairs on my arms stand up. "Aren't we though? Without your daddy's money, I'd still be scrubbing floors somewhere, instead of operating on Seattle's elite." Before I could respond, a strange sound came from across the table. A gasp, followed by a thud.

"Till death do us part." We both parroted the words of the priest without emotion, our gazes locked in a silent battle, ignoring the cheer of the congregation who had come to witness this façade. What is going through that mind of yours? I stared unflinchingly into those ink-black eyes. Is he already devising a means to end me permanently? Or will he be more creative, torture maybe? He seemed too calm to just go along with this arrangement, for someone who is known to always get his way. "Hello, husband," I smirked, needing to rile him up a bit. "Hello to you, wife," he replied in a deep, gruff voice with a devilish smirk. "I now pronounce you husband and wife," the priest announced, sealing my marriage to the devil.