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The Substitute Bride Who Stole the Alpha's Cold Heart

The Substitute Bride Who Stole the Alpha's Cold Heart

For eighteen years, the Sinclair family kept me locked in their attic, treating me worse than a stray dog while their precious daughter lived like a princess. Then, they suddenly barged into my room with a desperate demand: I had to take her place and marry Alpha Brandon Ewing. He was known across the Dominion as a disfigured, crippled monster who would undoubtedly torture and kill a wolfless Omega like me within a week. The Sinclairs didn't care. They planned to let me die, then extort his pack for compensation in the name of grief. When I arrived at the Alpha's magnificent estate, his staff immediately tried to humiliate me. "Latecomers must enter through the servants' passage," the head housekeeper sneered, pointing to a rusted dog door. The elite guests laughed, waiting for me to break down in tears and crawl on my knees. They all thought I was just a pathetic sacrifice, a weak pawn meant to be broken and discarded by everyone. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. I didn't cry. Instead, I calmly extorted twenty million dollars from the Sinclairs, walked up to the Alpha's impenetrable iron gates, and ripped a one-ton granite statue from the ground. With a single swing, I smashed their grand entrance to pieces. I stepped over the ruins, ready to show my terrifying new husband exactly what kind of beast he had just married.
Not Just A Luna, I Am Alpha

Not Just A Luna, I Am Alpha

"I, Alpha Xander Finch of the Red Moon Pack," he said. Wait, is he going to accept my rejection now? "Reject your rejection, Alpha Chastity Reid of the Silver Moon Pack," he added, and my eyes widened when I felt something extraordinary. Maybe he felt it too because he was surprised as well. Then he carried me before he pinned me at the back of the now already closed door and kissed me and, oh goddess, I felt like I missed him for a thousand years already, so I kissed him back. ***** Chassy, an omega who carries the weight of her heritage, is mistreated by her mother and the Red Moon Pack for her entire existence. Her real potential, which was acquired from a father who came from a mysterious lycan clan, is hidden from her and her tormentors. She found out that Xander, her Alpha, was her mate. For some reason, he hurt her. As a result Chassy leaves and rejects him. But destiny has more in store for her. With the advent of her lycan beast, she unexpectedly rises to the position of alpha in her adopted pack. Then she met her father whom she never knew and found out more about herself. The persistent vampires, push packs to band together under an alliance. Chassy's previous and present lives intersect when Xander stops by her new pack for a joint training session against this backdrop of peril and unity. Will Xander and Chassy be able to cross the gap between them? Can they stand together in the face of the impending vampire threat? What will Chassy do when she knows that she's unable to give Xander an heir and a boy with his mother comes to the pack claiming Xander to be the father?
The lost Alpha heir

The lost Alpha heir

​As the next Alpha in line for the throne of the Polatan Kingdom, Miles was born to rule. But royalty always attracts wolves of a different kind. When Miles was only ten years old, his father was brutally murdered in a coup for the crown. The culprit wasn't an outside enemy, but his father's own sister, Aunt Luna. Driven by a ruthless greed for power, she spilled her own brother's blood to steal the throne. ​Fleeing the bloodshed of his homeland, Miles escaped to the human realm under the eerie, crimson glow of a full blood moon. ​Though a refugee, Miles was far from helpless. Blessed with rare and ancient Trinity powers, he adapted quickly to the human world. By the age of fifteen, he had leveraged his supernatural gifts to amass unimaginable wealth, cementing his name in history as the youngest billionaire to ever exist. ​Years later, college brought a different kind of destiny into his orbit: Zoe. ​Unlike the rest of the world, Zoe wasn't impressed by Miles's immense wealth; in fact, she despised him for it. But Zoe had a secret of her own. She was operating under the strict commands of her own aunt, tasked with a singular, dangerous mission: retrieve the legendary Trinity. ​The pieces of the puzzle crashed together the day Zoe made a terrifying discovery. The arrogant, filthy-rich Alpha she detested wasn't just a powerful werewolf-Miles was the Trinity Lord himself. ​Now, bound by duty but tangled in a web of animosity and fated connection, Zoe faces an impossible question: How do you steal the ultimate power from the most powerful man alive?
From Bait to Queen: The Rejected Mate's Destiny

From Bait to Queen: The Rejected Mate's Destiny

To the Dark Moon Pack, I wasn't just invisible; I was a stain. Dean Lee, the Alpha designed for my soul, treated me like a shameful secret while he paraded his mistress, Karina, in red silk. The night of the Charity Auction, Dean bought my late mother's moonstone pendant—the only thing I had left of her—for a hundred thousand dollars. I begged him for it. Instead, he clasped it around Karina's ankle. With a cruel laugh, Karina stomped her stiletto heel, crushing the moonstone into dust. Dean just watched, his eyes cold and unfeeling. "It was just a cheap rock," he said. "I'll buy you diamonds." But the cruelty didn't stop at emotional torture. When rogues attacked, Dean used me as live bait to distract them from Karina. He threw me into the Blood Pit, a gladiator arena, to fight a massive Feral wolf while he sat in the VIP box with Karina on his lap. "She won't last three minutes," I heard him say through our dying bond. He watched with bored detachment as I was ripped apart, refusing to save me even as I screamed his name. He saved the mistress and drowned the mate. I died on that arena floor. Or so he thought. Years later, the mysterious and world-renowned artist "H.Y." returned to New York for a gallery opening. When Dean saw me on stage, he rushed forward, tears streaming down his face, trying to claim the wife he had mourned. "Hayley," he choked out, reaching for me. "You're alive. You're mine." I didn't cry. I didn't run. I unleashed a shockwave of ancient White Wolf energy that blasted him across the room, shattering the glass displays. "I don't take orders from dogs anymore," I said, looking down at him. "I, Hayley York, hereby reject you."
The Luna That He Rejected The Queen He Could Not Break

The Luna That He Rejected The Queen He Could Not Break

Omega Vaelira Ashwyn was supposed to become Luna, but instead, she watched the man she loved turn his back on her, in front of the entire werewolf world. Kaelor Draven, the heir to the Alpha, released his mating essence, but it had chosen another woman. Scorned, deserted and hunted by those who wanted her dead, Vaelira fled with only the child growing in her. She was finally rescued by the dreaded Rogue King Raezor Voss and thought that the Moon Goddess had finally shown her mercy. He gave her a home, took her unborn child and loved her. They created the family she had always wanted. However, there was a bitter price to happiness. Her young daughter, a rare Nine-Tailed Wolf, suddenly fell ill and died, mysteriously. The nightmares of vengeance that haunted her ears made Vaelira discover something even more terrifying. Vaelira, with a burning desire for revenge, is ready to kill the man who killed her family - even if she must smile next to him as she plots his demise. Proclaiming justice is the first step, however. When kingdoms go to war and old enemies unite into a new alliance there's a shocking truth that could alter everything she knows about her past - her mate who broke her heart is coming back. One woman must determine if destiny is worth a second chance in a world where love can be cursed, loyalty can be purchased, and power is purchased with blood... or if some bonds should be forever broken.
FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother

FATEBOUND: Mated to my step-brother

"That's your stepbrother, Ivan," her mother said as they stopped by the pool. His legs were in the water, a cigarette between his lips, smoke curling into the sky. And right then, Gianna knew she hated him. She hated men who smoked. Or drank. Or reminded her of the father whose scars still lived beneath her skin. After six months away, Gianna Vale returns home to find everything changed, her mum has remarried the alpha of the Wolfe pack- a new house, a new name, and a new problem: Ivan Wolfe. Cold. Arrogant. Impossible to ignore. She wants to hate him. She tries to. But one look is all it takes - one heartbeat, one spark - and the bond between them ignites. Ancient. Unbreakable. Forbidden. They're mates. A truth neither of them asked for... and one they can't escape. Because in the Wolfe Pack, love like theirs isn't fate - it's a curse. If two fated mates from their bloodline unite, one is to die or become rogue. And when one reckless moment crosses that line, the mark changes everything. And that curse runs deeper than Gianna ever imagined - tangled in her family's past, in long forgotten memories , and in secrets that were never meant to surface. Now desire becomes danger, loyalty becomes war, and Gianna learns that some destinies were written long before they were born. She was supposed to stay away. He was supposed to reject her. But fate never plays fair.
Betrayed by My Alpha, I Chose the Hidden King

Betrayed by My Alpha, I Chose the Hidden King

I funded my husband Keaton's rise to power, believing we were building a future together. Then one night, I found him with his supposedly grieving, widowed sister-in-law on the hood of his car. The betrayal should have destroyed me. But what truly broke me was the little girl climbing out of the backseat, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and calling him, "Daddy." When I confronted him, Keaton called me a jealous, hysterical Omega. My own mother, the ruthless head of the Beaumont family, didn't ask if I was hurt. She ordered me to endure it. "You show grace. You forgive. You maintain stability. That is your duty." If I dared to sever the marriage bond, she would strip me of my title, my fortune, and every protection my name had ever given me. That night, I had a vision of the future. I saw myself chained in a dungeon, forced to swallow liquid silver while a pregnant Carolyn smiled down at me. Keaton stood beside her as the new Regent, wearing the power I had bought for him, and told me my family had signed my death warrant willingly. That was when I finally understood. I had never been a beloved daughter. Never a cherished wife. I was a political asset waiting to be slaughtered. When I woke with the phantom burn of silver still in my throat, I did not scream. I did not beg. I did not cry. I signed the order to freeze every dollar of my dowry Keaton had touched. He thought I was the pawn. This time, I would be the one writing the death warrants.