Raising the Wolves

A Joke That Went Too Far follows a woman tormented by her best friend’s malicious pranks. After being humiliated and eventually targeted by a predator due to fake suggestive images spread online, the protagonist is killed. However, she suddenly wakes up on the day the social media smear campaign began. Reborn with the knowledge of her impending death, she must navigate this dark mystery and take action against the person who orchestrated her demise.

"You're not doing this on my birthday, are you?" I asked Quinn, my eyes covered in tears as I watched him glare at me with disdain. "You aren't leaving me dejected after sacrificing three whole years of my life with you!" "And I'm giving you a life to be free, isn't that way better?" He asked in return, stretching the dreadful file towards me. "Consider this a birthday gift and leave. I'm going to specifically make sure you get all the benefits associated with the divorce." "You're .." "Leave Anastasia." He interrupted mildly. "Leave now and say nothing else.. you can have the Ferrari or any of the Estates in Paris as part of the compensation.. just go." ** Anastasia Beverly thought she had found her happily ever after when she married the successful and charismatic Quinn. But five years later, her dream life is unravelling. Her husband's attention is elsewhere, and his heart seems lost to a ghost from the past-his first love, Veronica Rodriguez. On what should have been a day of celebration, Anastasia's birthday becomes a nightmare as Quinn comes home late, drunk, and distant. When he hands her divorce papers, her world shatters. Left with no choice but to pick up the pieces, Anastasia discovers a strength she never knew she had. As she rebuilds her life and carves out her own success, she becomes someone that even Quinn can't ignore. But just as Anastasia rises to prominence, Quinn realises too late what he has lost. Now, he is desperate to win back the woman he once took for granted. But can he rekindle a flame that he extinguished, or is he too late to mend the heart he broke?

I woke up choking on rotting air in an alien jungle, surrounded by giant bioluminescent ferns and a three-eyed, armor-plated beast charging straight at me. Before the monster could tear me apart, I was saved by a squad of men with metallic wings and laser rifles, but my nightmare was just beginning. When they brought me back to their high-tech military base, every soldier we passed stopped dead, staring at me with a feverish, starving hunger that made my skin crawl. In the medical wing, a manic doctor bypassed all protocol, pulling out a wicked silver needle to forcibly extract my blood, looking at me not as a patient, but as a winning lottery ticket. Even their highest-ranking commander, a giant, scarred Admiral, immediately tried to claim me, demanding I be moved into his personal bedroom for "protection." I didn't understand why I was being treated like a caged miracle, nor why a simple, accidental touch of my hand could bring my winged protector to his knees and silence his feral instincts. "In the Aethel Empire, there are no females," my protector whispered, his icy blue eyes filled with raw desperation. "You are the only one." The portal that brought me here was fading, trapping me in a universe of eighty billion shapeshifting Alpha males. Looking at the terrifying devotion in his eyes, I realized my life as an ordinary human was over, and to survive this, I had to tame the beasts.

A lethal Feral Curse is decimating the werewolf population, turning allies into monsters. After Alpha Liam sacrifices his mate to avenge his first love, Chloe, the protagonist is reborn on the very day of the disaster. Faced with the same transport ramp and the approaching horde, she remembers the agony of the infection and Liam's cold betrayal. This time, she will not force the door shut to save a man who would see her dead. As the feral pack closes in, she chooses a different path for them all.

After ninety-nine fiancées are stolen by his sadistic friend Patrick, Caleb thinks he has finally found peace with Ariel. However, his wedding day turns into a nightmare when Patrick returns to claim Ariel, leading to a series of gruesome betrayals that leave Caleb crippled and his mother murdered. Given a second chance at life, Caleb wakes up on his wedding day just as the cycle begins again. He must now navigate a dangerous path of revenge to stop the monsters he once loved.

Bridget left the office early on her anniversary, her pocket heavy with a custom velvet ring box meant for her fiancé. But when she pushed open the bedroom door, she found him tangled in their bed with her best friend, Chloe. "Bridget! Wait, it's not what it looks like!" Jacob stammered, his eyes wide with panic. "Evidence," Bridget stated coldly, snapping a photo of their naked bodies before fleeing into the freezing New York night. Desperate to numb the betrayal, she got blackout drunk at an underground lounge and threw herself at a dark, terrifyingly handsome stranger. She woke up in a penthouse suite alone, finding only a limitless black credit card left on the nightstand. Humiliated and feeling like a cheap escort, she ran away, swearing to forget the nightmare. But the nightmare had just begun. When she rushed into the office, she discovered the stranger was Jevon Rocha—the ruthless billionaire CEO of her company. He didn't fire her. Instead, he trapped her in a twisted, obsessive power game, forcing her into his private life and demanding she report to his penthouse. Bridget couldn't understand why a ruthless billionaire was so dangerously fixated on a low-level employee. Until she stumbled upon his secret social media account and saw a crayon drawing of a little kid, captioned with a single word: "Finally." A wave of absolute horror washed over her. He wasn't just playing games; he was hiding a secret child and a messy, high-stakes family drama. She refused to be the naive collateral damage in a billionaire's twisted life. Trembling, Bridget hit "Block" on his profile, determined to escape his dangerous web.