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Mated To The Angel King

Mated To The Angel King

My heart throbs harder as I watch the minute hand of my wrist watch gets closer to midnight. Panic makes my stomach churn. It's my eighteenth birthday, I should phase tonight or I will be the first wolfless she-wolf, not just in our pack but in the whole of Silver Creek Kingdom. Nothing would be more disgraceful than being wolfless when your father is the Beta of your pack and your step-sister is the chosen mate of our dashing and powerful angel King, Nate Rowan. Angels didn't exist before, not before the appalling war that almost put an end to every Kingdom and throne. They were born to force peace between the the strongest kinds of werewolves that couldn't stand the existence of the other. Their white wings are a source of incredible strength that no werewolf can match. Yet none of them is half as formidable as the famous Prince, Nate Rowan. He phased into the first and only golden winged angel. He possess not just amazing strength but striking powers and beauty as well. The only unfortunate thing about him is that he never found his mate and finally got tired of the wait. Every girl was yearning to be mated to him until my step-sister became his chosen mate. She is a vixen just like her mother, the heartless woman that my father chose to replace my loving mother with after her death. They are all that he cares about while I became the loser after failing to phase on my seventeenth birthday. Strong werewolves phase on their seventeenth birthday, the weakest phase on their eighteenth. Only golden winged angels phase on their nineteenth birthday. But who thinks that someone as pathetic as me would phase into anything better than a weak wolf? Or as it seems, the first wolfless she-wolf of the Kingdom. Obviously my father will have me banished to do away with the shame.
The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

The Jilted Heiress Reclaims Her Throne

Eleonora woke up in the hospital, still feeling the terrifying weightlessness of her own suicide. She realized her chilling nightmare was actually a prophecy: she was destined to be the tragic, disposable villain, while her adopted sister Addisyn was the beloved protagonist. On the day of her discharge, her father abandoned her to celebrate Addisyn's eighteenth birthday. When Eleonora dragged her recovering body back to her family estate, she found her biometric access wiped and her home turned into a chaotic nightclub. Addisyn had taken over the master bedroom and was wearing Eleonora's late mother's priceless sapphire necklace. When Eleonora coldly demanded her property back, Addisyn squeezed out fake tears and played the pitiful victim. Instantly, Eleonora's childhood fiancé and lifelong friends stepped up to shield Addisyn. They scolded Eleonora for being cruel and classless, demanding she sleep in the guest room so she wouldn't ruin the party. Downstairs, the elite guests mocked her as a crazy, jealous freak who was bullying her sweet sister. In her nightmare, their blind devotion to this manipulative parasite had driven Eleonora to jump off a skyscraper. She was the sole legal heir to the Carlisle estate, yet they expected her to quietly hand over her home, her mother's legacy, and her life to a thief. But Eleonora was no longer a victim. She pulled out the irrevocable trust documents, proving her absolute ownership, and looked at her loyal butler. "Cut the power," she ordered coldly. "Throw every single trespasser out the gates."
Bought A Husband, Got A Secret CEO

Bought A Husband, Got A Secret CEO

Hailey woke up naked in an unfamiliar hotel room, staring at the stranger beside her and a smear of dried blood on the sheets. She instantly realized she had been drugged and framed by her sweet-smiling stepsister, Isabelle. Before she could even process the horror, her father called, ordering her to get home immediately to be sold off. He was forcing her to marry a cruel, abusive billionaire twice her age just to save their failing company. Sneaking back into her own house, she overheard her stepmother and stepsister's true plot. "Once she's married off to that old creep, everything in the Lawson family will finally be ours." Desperate, Hailey rushed to her ex-fiancé for help, only to find Isabelle already sitting by his hospital bed. Her ex-fiancé, suffering from selective amnesia, looked at Hailey with absolute disgust. "Leave. Now. Stop harassing Isabelle and me." Betrayed by her blood relatives and abandoned by the man who once promised to protect her, Hailey's heart completely died. Why did she have to be the sacrificial lamb for the very monsters who ruined her life? With only one hour left before her father's men dragged her away, she made a desperate, crazy move. She posted an anonymous ad online for an immediate contract husband, and the stranger from the hotel actually took the job. Hours later, Hailey walked back into her family's mansion, slapped her fake-crying stepsister across the face, and slammed her new marriage certificate onto the coffee table. "As a married woman, I am legally unavailable for your little business arrangement."
OOPS, MY BODYGUARD HUSBAND IS A BILLIONAIRE

OOPS, MY BODYGUARD HUSBAND IS A BILLIONAIRE

**Prologue* After the tragic loss of her parents, Hazel's once-glamorous life as a wealthy heiress crumbled overnight. The family's inheritance, which should have secured her future, was seized by her cunning uncle. Stripped of her fortune, Hazel was left to fend for herself in a world that had turned cold and unkind. In her desperation, she was forced into marriage with Michael, one of the family's former bodyguards. Handsome but impoverished, Michael was known for his fierce temperament and ruthless demeanor. He treated Hazel with icy indifference, his arrogance cutting deeper than any words. Each day, Hazel endured the sneers of those who once envied her and the humiliating advances of women attempting to seduce her husband. Determined to rise above her circumstances, Hazel worked tirelessly to rebuild her life. But just as she began to find her footing, an unsettling discovery turned her world upside down. Lucas Donovan, the enigmatic heir of the Donovan family empire in Sky City-a dynasty worth billions-bore an uncanny resemblance to her husband. The resemblance was so striking that Hazel couldn't ignore the gnawing suspicion. "Darling," she asked cautiously, "are you related to Lucas Donovan?" Michael's expression didn't flicker. With his trademark arrogance, he replied, "I have nothing to do with that man. Look at me, wife. Don't waste your time comparing me to some petty boy." Yet the truth seemed closer than Michael let on. One evening, the Donovan family butler, overwhelmed with emotion, confided in Hazel: "Young Master Donovan is no ordinary man. He is both cruel and brilliant. His jealousy is as intense as his wrath, and his temper spares no one-not even me." Haunted by the revelation and fueled by curiosity, Hazel began to uncover fragments of the truth. As she pieced them together, she realized that Michael's connection to the Donovan family ran deeper than she could have imagined. But as secrets unraveled, so did Hazel's trust. Would she find the strength to confront those who hurt her? Could she forgive the lies, or would she be driven to seek vengeance for the life stolen from her? Join me as we unveil Hazel's journey-a tale of betrayal, resilience, and a love tested by fire.
The Billionaire's Secret Obsession: She Is Mine

The Billionaire's Secret Obsession: She Is Mine

Julianna was drowning in a corporate warzone, fighting a massive department deficit while fending off her mother’s relentless matchmaking. Then, a ghost from her past returned to shatter her reality. Eight years ago, Aidan Caldwell walked out of her life without a word. Now, he was back in New York as a ruthless billionaire, and a pitch-black Maybach started stalking her in the dim underground garage. She had no idea the driver hiding behind the obsidian-tinted glass was Aidan. She didn't know he had just choked a confession out of an executive, discovering that her "betrayal" eight years ago was a complete lie. "Stay away from her. The rules are mine now." Aidan had warned his rivals, his sanity tearing at the seams as he watched from the shadows while a creepy coworker put an arm around her shoulder. He shattered glasses and crushed her favorite white flowers in his penthouse, driven by a lethal, obsessive jealousy seeing other men touch what belonged to him. Julianna was completely in the dark, feeling only a heavy, predatory stare pinning her to the cold concrete. When a sudden, heartbreaking scent of cedarwood rolled out of the cracked car window, her brain short-circuited. Why was this terrifying stranger stalking her in the shadows? Desperate to save her career, Julianna recklessly agreed to fake an engagement with a wealthy heir this weekend. But she had no idea Aidan had already rigged her company's crisis, and the predator was about to tear her world apart to claim her back.