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Fake Engaged to My Hockey Rival

Fake Engaged to My Hockey Rival

"Still playing dirty, Huntress?" he taunted, pinning me with those piercing grey-blue eyes. "Still hiding behind your daddy's money, Reaper?" I shot back, my blood boiling. Lanaya Roux and Maverick Hayden are college hockey royalty-and bitter rivals. As the captains of competing university teams, their hatred on the ice is matched only by the legendary feud between their billionaire families' empires. But when their ruthless fathers force them into a fake engagement to secure an $18 billion corporate merger, Lanaya and Maverick are thrown into the ultimate game of survival. The rules are simple: Live together in the same penthouse. Smile for the cameras. Pretend to be madly in love for six months. It was supposed to be strictly business. But behind closed doors, the venom they spit at each other quickly morphs into a scorching, undeniable addiction. Maverick is an arrogant, aggressively protective alpha who refuses to let her go, and Lanaya is the fiercely independent captain who refuses to submit. Beneath their explosive chemistry lies a devastating secret: a shared tragedy from eight years ago that claimed the life of Lanaya's brother and shattered their innocent childhood bond. With the national hockey championship on the line, scandalous secrets surfacing, and unseen enemies sabotaging their every move, the line between love and hate has never been so dangerous. What happens when the fake engagement to your worst enemy becomes the only real thing in your life?
Shadow of the Wolf King

Shadow of the Wolf King

Beneath the Blood Moon's glow, a deadly masquerade begins. Lyra has three days to save her sister from the claws of the Ironclaw Pack-or watch her die in the ritual that feeds their cursed king. With scissors trembling in her hand, she cuts her hair, binds her chest, and becomes Lyr: a mute blacksmith's apprentice, shadows masking her scent, lies sharpening her tongue. The plan is simple. Infiltrate King Kael's fortress. Sabotage the altar. Escape. But the tyrant king is no fool. Kael's amber eyes pierce through every shadow, his growl a rumble of storms as he drags "Lyr" into his war room. He demands answers she can't speak, her silence a thorn in his pride. Yet when Lyra mends a blade that hums with forgotten magic, Kael's gaze lingers-too long, too hungry. "You're hiding something," he murmurs, claws grazing her calloused palm. Her pulse betrays her. The fortress is a labyrinth of teeth and treachery. Every step risks exposure: a healing potion splashing her bandages, a rogue wolf catching her true scent, Kael's voice softening in the dark as he confesses secrets no king should utter. "The ritual is a chain," he says, winebitter and weary. "One I cannot break." Lyra's resolve wavers. What if the monster she's vowed to destroy is as trapped as the slaves he rules? On the eve of the Blood Moon, Lyra shatters the altar's chains-only to find her sister's cell empty. Kael stands in the crimsonstained archway, her lies laid bare. "You," he snarls, fangs glinting, "will burn for this." But as flames rise, Lyra whispers a truth that cracks the night itself: "Your curse is a lie. And I know who forged it." The ritual begins. The moon bleeds. And somewhere in the chaos, a king's howl shakes the earth-not in rage, but agony. What price will he pay to believe her?