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On the night Lyra finds her fated mate, destiny breaks every law the Moon Goddess ever wrote.Her mate isn’t a werewolf.He’s Lucien—the ruthless Prince of Hell.Hunted by packs, feared by demons, and bound by a bond that should never have existed, they must uncover a long-buried secret before a war between Hell and the werewolf realm destroys everything they love.
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Hunter Williams is an industrial contractor who survives what should have been a fatal electrical discharge. What he walks away with is more than his life. When unexplained abilities begin surfacing, Hunter finds himself pulled into a web of corporate negligence and a classified federal contractor program that powerful people want buried. Set in Caldren City, Voltage follows one man's pursuit of accountability against institutions built to outlast him.
For three years of marriage, Lyra Prescott had always listened to Wyatt in everything. On the second day after their wedding, he arranged for her to go to Mexico for work. Although she didn’t want to, Lyra didn’t object. During those three years there, she not only helped the company stabilize and grow, but also used her patents to generate profits of over one billion. When Lyra’s mother fell seriously ill, she cried and begged Wyatt Bloodsworth for time off to go home and visit. He coldly refused, saying, “She’s not dead yet.” Lyra still returned on her own. It was only then that she finally learned the truth behind their marriage. Wyatt had only married her to cover up his child with his first love. Sending her to France was also to keep the three of them from being disturbed. Even the pet dog Lyra had left behind was abused to the point of disability. Lyra’s heart turned completely cold. She submitted her resignation, signed the divorce papers, and left the Bloodsworth family without hesitation. When Wyatt heard the news, he only sneered, believing that Lyra would come back soon because she couldn’t live without him. However, the next time he saw her was at a press conference for a biotechnology company launch. Lyra had just successfully developed a new gene-editing technology and was calmly answering questions from reporters. Standing beside her was a powerful businessman. Wyatt dropped to one knee, his voice trembling: “Lyra, I was wrong. Please give me another chance.” Lyra had already given him too many chances. This time, she no longer wanted to. The man standing next to her stepped forward, gently placed his hand on Lyra’s waist, and said clearly: “She is now my wife.”
The body was discovered at dawn, wedged between the roots of the hundred-year-old oak in the courtyard of the Aethelburg estate. Face-down. Hands severed at the wrists. A bronze coin pressed into the hollow of the throat—the mark of the old families, the ones who remember what the city has tried to forget. The dead man was nobody. A groundskeeper. Retired military. Drank too much, talked too little, kept to himself. No enemies, no debts, no reason for anyone to carve him up like a ritual sacrifice and display him beneath the window of the patriarch's study. The Aethelburg family called it a warning. The police called it a message. The media called it a coincidence, quickly burying the story beneath the weight of fresher tragedies. But Clek Stone knows the truth. He's been on the inside for eleven years—an orphan taken in by Elias Aethelburg, raised alongside the patriarch's blood children, trained to serve the family's interests with the cold precision of a hunting dog. The family gave him a name, a purpose, and a leash. In return, he gave them his youth, his loyalty, and the only life he's ever known. Until the groundskeeper's body. Because Clek saw the killing. Not with his eyes—the courtyard was dark, the storm had knocked out the security feeds. But he heard it. The wet sound of a blade entering flesh. The muffled grunt of a man who knew he was dying. And then the voice, low and familiar, speaking words that shouldn't exist in this century. "The cradle is empty. The blood will feed the roots." That voice belonged to Sebastian Aethelburg—the eldest son. The heir. The golden prince who has never raised his hand against anyone, who smiles at charity galas and visits children's hospitals, who is the public face of everything the family pretends to be. But Clek knows what Sebastian did. And Sebastian knows that Clek knows. Now the game begins. The Aethelburg family is a fortress built on secrets—old money, older bloodlines, and a collection of alliances that reach into every corner of the city's power structures. The patriarch, Elias, holds the reins with iron hands, his mind sharp despite his failing heart. The matriarch, Elena, floats through the halls like a ghost who forgot she was alive. The younger son, Silas, burns with ambition that he can't quite hide behind his easy smile and his reckless gambling. And then there's Aurora. Aurora Vex is the daughter of the family's greatest rival—a woman raised in the fire of old hatreds, bred to infiltrate the Aethelburg household through marriage to Sebastian. She wears her beauty like armor and her loyalty like a blade pointed at her own throat. Clek has watched her for two years, trying to determine if she's a victim, a spy, or something far more dangerous. She's the only person in the manor who looks at him like he's a man instead of a weapon. And she might be the one who kills them all. The groundskeeper's murder was supposed to be a secret. A loose end tied up before anyone could follow the thread back to the family's real sins. But the killing opened something—a crack in the foundation that has allowed the rot to surface. There's a conspiracy buried beneath the Aethelburg estate. A conspiracy that reaches beyond the city, beyond the country, beyond the century. Elias Aethelburg knows about it. Sebastian is at the center of it. And Silas is willing to burn everything down to claim his share. Clek Stone has a choice to make. He can keep his head down, protect what little he has, and wait for the storm to pass. He can continue being the loyal dog, the silent enforcer, the man who cleans up the family's messes and asks no questions. Or he can dig. He can follow the blood trail to its source, uncover the truth about the groundskeeper's death, and find out why the Aethelburg family is so desperate to keep the past buried. He can protect the only person who's ever shown him kindness—a woman who might be using him as a pawn in her own game. He can take everything the family built and turn it against them. But digging has a cost. Every truth he uncovers will bury him deeper. Every ally he makes will be a target. Every step forward will put the people he cares about at risk. The body count is already rising. The city is waking up to the slaughter. Whispers are spreading through the underworld—someone is targeting the old families, picking them off one by one, leaving bronze coins in throats and blood in the cradle. The police are useless, the politicians are compromised, and the assassins are too skilled to be caught. Clek has to move fast. He has to choose his side. And he has to decide whether he's going to be the hand that swings the blade or the man who holds the leash. The Aethelburg family is dying. But the blood in the cradle is already flowing. And the roots are growing.
Javed knows falling for his best friend’s father is wrong, but one look from Martin is enough to make him forget every rule. When Javed spends the summer under Martin’s roof, their forbidden attraction turns into secret touches, heated kisses, and nights neither man can resist. Martin is older, dominant, and dangerously possessive, while Javed is determined to prove he is more than his son’s best friend. But as their hidden affair grows hotter, so does the risk of David discovering the truth. And when desire becomes love, Javed and Martin must decide whether one forbidden romance is worth destroying a lifelong friendship. ***** Masked: Ruin Me, Daddy is a collection of MM romances where hidden identities, forbidden attraction, and dangerous temptation collide.
I came to Ashford Hollow to disappear. He made sure I never could. My fiancé chose my sister over me. My family chose her too. So I packed one bag, drove until the GPS gave up, and found a town small enough to forget me back. Then I walked into a bar and every plan I had died on the spot. Cruz Alvarado doesn't ask permission. He's all ink and scar tissue and a stillness that makes dangerous men flinch. The second I stepped through that door, he looked at me like he'd been waiting — and every man in that bar suddenly found somewhere else to look. "You're not drinking alone tonight." It wasn't a question. It wasn't even really a warning. It was a claim. I should have run. Every rational cell in my body screamed at me to run. Instead, I stayed in a town that isn't as sleepy as it pretends, orbiting a man who isn't as simple as his cut and his colors suggest. The Iron Vultures aren't the monsters the sheriff's office wants them to be — but they're not safe, either. Neither is the way Cruz watches me like I'm something he's already decided to keep. He doesn't chase. He doesn't beg. He shows up — with firewood, with silence, with a body between me and anyone who looks at me wrong — until "no" stops sounding like the truth even to me. But Ashford Hollow has secrets older than my heartbreak, and mine has followed me here in the worst way. The same money that funded my ex-fiancé's political rise is buried in this town's past, tangled in a decade-old grudge between the Vultures and a club that wants blood. I'm not just hiding anymore. I'm a target — and Cruz has made it very clear that anyone who comes for me comes through him first. I told myself I wouldn't be claimed by another man who could destroy me. I told myself a lot of things before Cruz Alvarado looked at me like I already belonged to his ride.
**Content Warning** ⚠️This book is strictly for readers 18 and older. *Private Sins* is a dark and explicit erotica collection filled with intense, raw, and unapologetic content. Inside these pages you will find rough sex, dubious consent, power imbalance, possessive and obsessive behavior, BDSM, Alpha werewolf dynamics, claiming, marking, breeding kink, mafia and dark romance themes, age gap, boss/employee relationships, reverse harem, group sex, degradation, praise, forced proximity, captivity, light blood play, public sex, as well as BxB and GxG content. All characters are above the age of 18. These stories explore dark fantasies and morally gray characters. If any of these themes make you uncomfortable, please stop reading now. This is pure fiction and does not promote harmful behavior in real life. Read at your own risk. 🔥
Five years ago, I ran from my fated mate. The pack shunned me for being an Omega who dared to love their Alpha—and really, who ever wanted to see a weak, useless Omega become a Luna? Years later, we cross paths again, but this time he has a wife, and I’m the influential doctor who just saved the child I thought was his. Neither of us has stopped loving the other, but there are too many things in the way for us to be together. I try to keep my distance. However, Raymond is not having it. He uses a public scandal and an ancient law to trap me. Is this his revenge for me leaving? By turning me into his glorified concubine? I refuse to take it lying down. But Raymond isn’t using brute force to break my pride. He’s using power, wicked charm, and an irresistible, possessive tenderness that threatens to melt the walls around my heart. How am I supposed to fight something I actually want to fall into?
My stepfather was never supposed to become my roommate. Daniel Walker has been in my life since I was ten—the man who raised me, protected me, and always treated me like his daughter. Then I turned twenty-one. My mother left for Europe. And Daniel moved into my penthouse. Suddenly, I saw the man behind the role I'd always known. The man who grew jealous whenever another man got too close. Especially Ethan, my handsome neighbour who wanted me. Daniel claimed he was only being protective. But I knew better. The way he looked at me wasn't paternal anymore. It was forbidden. And when we finally crossed the line, there was no going back. In public, he's still my stepfather. Behind closed doors, he's the man I can't stop craving. But our secret is running out of time. My mother is coming home. Someone knows what we've done. And soon, I'll have to choose between the family I was born into... and the forbidden man I was never supposed to want.