Being fucked by a community dick who lasts only thirty seconds is a shame on its own. But getting pregnant by a thirty-second man who doesn’t even know how to use his dick well? That is a whole different level of humiliation.Helix Monroe was the city's notorious billionaire playboy, with a reputation for forgetting names faster than he learned them. Mireya Brenner let her guard down for exactly one night, only to endure the worst, most pathetic sex of her life.She told herself it meant nothing. Until it meant everything.One useless, thirty-second fumble was all it took to bind her to him. A pregnancy test. Two lines. A consequence she never agreed to carry alone.When she found him again, it was at his wedding to someone else. He didn't listen. He had her dragged out like trash—a mistake that walked in uninvited. And when she refused to disappear, he made sure she left with a reminder—money thrown like she was disposable, and silence like she never existed.But Mireya didn’t break. She kept the baby, disappeared into the dark underbelly of the elite, and came back different.Richer. Colder. Unrecognizable.Now, she is back with one singular goal: Helix Monroe is going to lose everything. She is dead-set on tearing his life apart brick by brick. But revenge has a way of attracting the wrong kind of attention.Helix has a stepbrother no one speaks about. Laziel Monroe. The true monster ruling the family empire—a dark king who controls the city. Laziel doesn’t react the way Helix did. He doesn’t dismiss her. He watches her growing belly not with disgust, but with a terrifying, twisted obsession. He doesn’t just want to protect Mireya; he wants to possess her. He wants to lock her in his bed, tasting every inch of her body until she completely forgets Helix ever touched her.Mireya is caught between two men who should never share the same world: One who destroyed her, and one who refuses to let her go.And most importantly... he will watch her get fucked by his stepbrother.

Not your regular billionaire romance. Not even close. Aurielle was born invisible — the daughter they hid, the mistake they buried, the heiress they threw away before she ever took her first breath. Raised by the streets, surviving on grit and charm, she learned one unbreakable rule: nobody owns her. Not a man. Not a name. Not even fate. Then Kieran D’Angelo stormed into her life. One dangerous night. One forbidden touch. One child she never planned for — but refused to abandon the way she was abandoned. Now she’s a mother rebuilding herself from scratch. And Kieran? He’s the cold, ruthless billionaire who has no idea a little boy with his eyes calls her “mama.” But destiny has a sick sense of humor. Aurielle isn’t just a girl from nowhere. She’s the erased heir of the D’Angelo empire — the daughter the family rejected, the bloodline they pretended never existed. And Kieran? He’s the son they raised in her place. Two lives swapped. Two legacies stolen. Two hearts tied by a child who carries the truth in his DNA. And when Dante D’Angelo — Kieran’s charming, dangerous cousin — returns from London and sets his sights on Aurielle, the game gets deadlier. Desire becomes war. Obsession becomes possession. And the D’Angelo empire trembles under secrets built on blood. A mother with nothing to lose. A billionaire with everything to protect. A cousin who wants the one woman he shouldn’t. A son who belongs to all of them — and could destroy them in one breath. This isn’t a love story. It’s a legacy battle wrapped in passion, betrayal, and a truth sharp enough to cut an empire in half.

Soraya’s brother makes a single, fatal mistake—one that fractures the Winter Realm and seals his sister’s fate. He kills Cordelia, the pregnant Luna of a rival pack… and the strongest wolf their world has ever known. But Cordelia wasn’t just a wolf. And Soraya isn’t either. Both women belong to a hidden witch bloodline—one so rare their mothers died protecting it, a bloodline tied to an ancient, forbidden triasal soul-bond meant to bind not two fated souls, but three. When Cordelia dies, the dormant third bond awakens… inside Soraya. Nightmares ignite. Her eyes flash molten gold. And the ancient witch book buried for decades in the Winterfall Library chooses her—revealing she was never just Zephan’s sheltered, powerless little sister. She was the final piece of a bond written in prophecy, blood, and death. Damien—the ruthless Alpha who lost his mate that night—should want nothing but Soraya’s destruction. Taking her was supposed to be punishment, vengeance, a way to break her brother. But her scent clashes with his rage. Her magic answers his dominance. And the bond meant for war twists into something darker—obsession, craving, fate pulling two enemies together harder than vengeance can tear them apart. Enemies by tragedy. Bound by forbidden magic. Haunted by the ghost of the woman they both lost. Soraya was supposed to be Damien’s retribution. Instead, she becomes the one thing he can’t reject, can’t resist, and can’t survive without— his fate.