I gave him three years of silent devotion behind a mask I never wanted to wear. I made a wager for our bond—he paid me off like a mistress. "Chloe's back," Zane said coldly. "It's over." I laughed, poured wine on his face, and walked away from the only love I'd ever known. "What now?" my best friend asked. I smiled. "The real me returns." But fate wasn't finished yet. That same night, Caesar Conrad—the Alpha every wolf feared—opened his car door and whispered, "Get in." Our gazes collided. The bond awakened. No games. No pretending. Just raw, unstoppable power. "Don't regret this," he warned, lips brushing mine. But I didn't. Because the mate I'd been chasing never saw me. And the one who did? He's ready to burn the world for me.
She had been secretly in love with him for three years. They had kept a hidden relationship for three years. But one day, she heard a shocking truth from her best friend: he was already in a relationship with someone else. She finally realized she had only been a stand-in all along. To claim her father’s inheritance, she agreed to a blind date. But by mistake, she sat at the wrong table. “I’ll marry you,” she said calmly. “One year later, we end the engagement.” The man opposite her raised an eyebrow. “Fine. But why wait? We can register the marriage now.” Later, her ex saw the ring on her hand and regretted it. He grabbed her wrist with red eyes. “Let’s get back together, please.” Before she could respond, a hand wrapped around her waist from behind. A cold voice sounded: “So you want to be a homewrecker?” He glanced at her ex. “Sorry, you’re holding my wife’s hand.” “And if you don’t let go… I might break it.” Only then did the ex realize—she was now his rival’s wife.
Willow Thornecrest stood outside the Moon Bond Registry for the third time, waiting to register her marriage to Alpha Heir Seth Fenrath. For the third time, he never came. Instead, he was with another woman. After seven years of loving Seth, defending him, and believing every promise he made, Willow finally realized the truth. No matter how much she gave him, she would never be his first choice. So she stopped waiting. Rather than calling her fiancé, Willow made a call that shook the werewolf world. "Alpha Marcellan, would you be interested in stealing another Alpha's Luna?" The powerful Alpha on the other end of the line was silent for a moment before replying, "I don't steal what's already mine." Everyone knew Alpha Randon Marcellan. Untouchable ruler of one of the strongest packs. The feared Alpha whose name alone could silence a room. A man who never broke a promise. What nobody knew was why such a powerful Alpha suddenly agreed to marry a woman abandoned by another man. While Willow quietly ended her engagement and prepared to start over, Seth remained confident she would always come back. She had loved him for years. How could she leave? Then the woman who’d chased him walked in standing beside another Alpha. The woman who had waited for him was wearing another man's mark. And the marriage certificate he thought would always belong to him bore a different name. Suddenly, he wanted her back. He dropped the excuses. Dropped the pride. And even abandoned the woman he’d chosen over Willow. "Willow," he said, voice desperate, "come back to me." She smiled and slipped her hand into Alpha Marcellan's. "Sorry. You should have arrived three promises ago." Now, one Alpha fights to reclaim the Luna lost and another refuses to let her go. Willow has to decide: does love deserve a second chance or do some regrets deserve to last forever?
“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.” * My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me “stepsister.” But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It’s anything but brotherly. There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don’t know what they are. But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape. Because whatever they are… I crave it. And once they claim me, there’s no coming back. One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular… One… * AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…
"I, Mason Stormfang, Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, reject you, Aliyah Raye, as my mate and Luna!" He growled, leaving me on the ground, whimpering in pain. --- When my mate rejected me and cast me out of the pack, selling me to the annual auction of the Werewolf Council, I, Aliyah Raye, a rejected omega betrayed by all, found myself auctioned off to the highest bidder. Every hope was stripped away as I became a mere slave to the high-rank werewolves. I could do nothing but stand and listen to the lustful voices of my bidders. One voice silenced them all—the gauntlet hit the gravel, sealing my fate. And I became more than a commodity, more than an omega sold to the highest bidder. I became a possession of the most powerful and feared alpha in our world, the dark Alpha Zion Emberthorn. He is known to be mate-less. So why do I, a rejected omega, feel a mate bond with the mate-less Alpha? Am I his second chance, or is he mine? Why does he hurt me yet keep me close? Why does he tend to my wounds only to break me all over again?
The Alpha’s Chubby Obsession by Meritsky One day, I was the fat, unwanted girl rejected by the Beta's son. The next minute, the Alpha's son himself showed up... and claimed me. I didn’t know why, why Osborne came for me when I was at my lowest. But I quickly learned something—he doesn’t just want my body. He wants all of me. He says I’m his mate. But the way he touches me, holds me, breathes me in… This isn’t just fate. It's an obsession, raw, wild, and consuming. And the craziest part? I think I want to be consumed.
