When you don’t even know who you are, you’ll believe anyone who says they love you— even if they already know exactly how they’ll use you. Soren was the perfect alpha: steady, strong, and careful with me, like I might break at any second. He taught me how to live again. He taught me how to fall again. This time, I fell harder—and the landing cut deep. Too bad he’d been sharpening the knife all along. And I handed him my heart, blade first. What you forget can kill you. But what you love will finish the job.

I can’t win. I’m surrounded by fierce female wolves, all fighting for Alpha Theron’s attention. And me? I’m just a plain human, “wallpaper” as he calls me—nothing special. But that doesn’t stop him from playing his game of temptation. The pull between us scares me because I know he’ll consume me in the name of passion. So, in this unfair pack, I had no choice but to leave. But I left with a secret… A baby.

The hot guy I ran into while escaping my arranged marriage? Pure bliss—until he dragged me home, locked me up, and declared I’m his Luna. Now I know, The perfect guy showing up out of nowhere isn’t always destiny—sometimes, it’s your enemy. That explains why he’s glaring at me like I ruined his life. He says he hates me, hates my pack, and using me to blackmail my dad is his genius plan. As for me? No one cares what I think—I’ve just swapped one hell for another, courtesy of my enemy lover. “You don’t get to make demands, Princess,” he smirks. Alright, fine. But can we talk about why you’ve been sneaking around, sketching me like a lovesick artist, for, oh, six years?

I believe in science one hundred percent, yet a werewolf shows up out of nowhere and says I'm his mate, who do I call in this situation?I was just like you, sick of credit card bills, rent and damn jobs and praying before bed that the end of the world would be tomorrow.The universe suddenly decided to be merciful, and the apocalypse arrived unannounced. I found myself facing one crisis after another, with death and conspiracy hot on my heels. The mechanical buzzing of insects signaled the prelude to a conspiracy, followed closely by the attacks of furry werewolves—fanatics who were deluded enough to want to integrate into the human world, or rather, psychotic maniacs.And the climax? The werewolf Alpha with grey-blue eyes decided to marry me before the hurricane hit, so we could face our enemies together. He claimed to be the most dangerous werewolf in Washington state, which, of course, I didn't believe until he took my top off.So, there's one crucial What sets you apart from those crazy werewolves?

Alessandra Daxton is my enemy, and technically, my husband. We’ve both thought about killing each other—more than once. But let’s face it, we’ve also shaken the walls in the bedroom just as often. This isn’t just a battle between our clans; it’s a personal war, and I’m not backing down—not in the council room, and definitely not in bed. Kids? Us? Yeah, right. That’s the biggest joke I’ve ever heard. But it doesn’t change the fact that the sparks between us are real. We’re like gasoline and fire, and I know how this ends for me. When danger comes knocking, whatever this twisted thing is between us? It’ll burn out fast. Daxton Ale is my enemy—and my wife. I know what you’re thinking. You hate this marriage. You’re not some fragile little flower—you’re the queen in waiting, untouchable. And you despise being forced into this mess. But darling, if you want me dead, you’ll have to try harder. The more you push back, the more I want to own every part of you, to see how you taste when you’re not just fighting me. I didn’t think I’d be this wrapped up in you. But your lips? Addictive. I stick around, not just to have you, but to make sure you’re still here when the real threat comes. Why do you think I’m still tangled up with you?

Arlene I know you. One night, you suddenly grew bored of your million-dollar mansion and privileged life, so you ventured into the dangerous streets, calling it “research” but really hunting for thrills. You fell for a bar waitress because you thought she was ‘into’ you. She’s beautiful, dangerous, and low enough to satisfy your curiosity without becoming a hassle when you move on to the next one. I get it—people like you see everything in the world as a playground, including me. Unfortunately, I’m that bar waitress. Shawn I know you. You don’t believe in love, so you’d rather be my mistress than admit your feelings for me match mine for you. You trust nothing but money, and I’ve never cared. I use my wealth to keep our connection pure , making you think it’s all a transaction, just so I can see that satisfied smile on your face. You doubt me and don’t know how far I’d go for you. Honestly, I wasn’t sure at first either —until my fated mate showed up. Then I realized just how far I’d go. I’d give up my life for you. That’s how deeply I love you.

Her blueprints were meant to bridge two worlds. The Werewolf Council had other plans—her name was already slashed in red ink in their archives. He was their enforcer, all polished suits and hidden claws, tracking every line she drew while letting her dance on the edge of forbidden ideas. He had spent his life upholding the Council’s order—until her. The stubborn woman who thought a single building could mend the rift between wolves and humans. He got close to extinguish that reckless dream. Instead, he found himself distracted—by the mess of her hair after sleepless nights sketching, by the fire in her eyes when she spoke of equality. Then the order came: “Erase her. Make it clean.” For the first time, he was ready to betray everything he was.

Kai is the type of man I dislike the most—serious, hot-tempered, and domineering. From our first meeting, he made trouble for me. After one wild night, I had to admit he wasn't entirely without merit. Untill he got dressed and rejected me as his mate. In a cliché story, I would be sad, I would cry, but in my life, I never follow the rules. I refuse to accept his rejection. Valeria is the woman I desire above all others. She is beautiful, smart, and fearless. From our first meeting, I was utterly captivated by her. After one wild night, I had to admit I couldn't let her go. The wolf inside me demanded more, but my mind uttered the coldest words. In a cliché story, we would meet and fall in love, but in my cursed, tragic life, any woman who loves me will suffer.

In a fake marriage with an enemy, what's the last thing you should do? Fall in love with him? Or carry his child? Unfortunately, in this game called marriage, I've done both. I fell for a man who loves to lie, a man who not only killed my brothers in war but also murdered me in love. He said, "You can't refuse me, just like you can't refuse our fate." He said, "The days with you are the happiest in my life." Just when I was about to fall, I heard him tell his fiancée, "I won't marry her, never." It was his promise to her and a reminder to me that my love was a mistake. He can never make up for that mistake, and he'll never know about our secret baby.

Why settle for just one? I'm talking about men. In the worn-out tales, women and omegas get stuck in predetermined roles, but in my story, we're flipping the script. Becoming a werewolf? Definitely not on my to-do list. But playing with fire, namely Lukas and Oscar? That was totally by design. The once delightful romance took a wild turn when a third player stepped into the game—Oscar's dad, the Alpha of all Alphas. Handling that level of affection? I'm not sure I'm up for it. Alright, who am I fooling? My predicament now is, why can't I have all three men at once?

"That night was the biggest mistake I've ever made." That's how Dante sent the old me away. Now, I'm the heir to the most powerful family. My new name commands respect, my new life is full of hope, and my new boyfriend... is Dante's cousin, his rival. The old me lived for his love, but he gave me nothing. Now, with our roles reversed, he begs me to come back, but I don't care. Even if we're fated mates. Even if he's my child's father.

Prairie Once a princess, now a captive, and soon to be the enemy's bride, everyone mocks me, waiting to see me crumble under the weight of such a tragic fate. But only I know that, to uncover the truth behind my mother’s death and to bring peace to all the werewolf packs, I am willing to stand beside my enemy. Yet, things are growing increasingly strange… The commanding alpha, who seems to see through all my facades, has started to fall for me. Nicholas I’ve fallen for my wife—the very woman I once claimed was my enemy. From foe to lover, and soon my wife. I’m certain this is what I want, even if no one believes in us, thinking she can never move past her hatred for me. Only I know my desire and possessiveness for her are genuine, and her longing and control over me are real. She thinks she’s concealing it well, but from the very beginning, I knew we were each other's only true soulmate. “You can pretend to be married, but you can’t fake the passion burning between us, princess.”