Camille Jones has spent her life as the lowest-ranking member of the Moonfall Pack, quietly enduring the scorn of those who consider her weak. But everything changes when she discovers her fated mate: Joffrey Smith, the ruthless Alpha. Her heart soars with the hope of escape, of finally being seen and loved. Instead, he rejects her in front of the entire pack, shattering her dreams and leaving her broken. Determined to move on, Camille fights to reclaim her life, but the mate bond lingers, haunting them both. Joffrey may have rejected her, but he can't deny the pull that ties them together. As Camille's hidden powers begin to surface, she realizes her destiny might be far greater than she imagined. And Joffrey? He'll do anything to keep her under his control, even as he's forced to confront the one thing he fears most: losing her. In a world where fate is a double-edged sword, Camille must find her own strength or risk being trapped forever by the Alpha who rejected her. Can she turn her rejection into her greatest weapon, or will her heart lead her back into the arms of the man who betrayed her?
The moon hung high over the dense forest, casting a silver veil over the clearing where the Moonfall Pack's estate lay in eerie silence. Camille Jones moved quietly through the shadows, her footsteps light, almost ghostly, as she made her way to the back of the packhouse. The air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a familiar comfort that did little to soothe her nerves tonight.
It was the night of the Mating Ceremony, an event where unmated wolves would gather, driven by the primal pull of fate in search of their destined partners. Camille should have felt excitement, a sense of hope even, but all she felt was dread. She was nothing more than a caretaker here, a role she'd been relegated to since she was old enough to scrub floors. Her rank was low, her presence mostly ignored, except when the higher-ranking wolves needed a target for their amusement.
The sound of laughter drifted through the night, echoing from the grand hall where the pack had gathered. Camille could see glimpses of them through the large windows: the women in their silk dresses, the men dressed sharply, exuding power and authority. She lingered outside, feeling every bit the outsider she was.
"Camille!" A sharp voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She turned to see Elara, one of the pack's enforcers, glaring at her with thinly veiled disdain. "What are you doing skulking around out here? Get inside and make yourself useful. The Alpha doesn't want to see you loitering."
Camille bowed her head. "Yes, Elara," she whispered, stepping aside as the woman brushed past her, the scent of expensive perfume lingering in the air.
Inside the packhouse, the atmosphere was electric. The mingling scents of dozens of werewolves filled her nose-cologne, alcohol, and the distinct musk of power. Camille kept her gaze down, slipping through the room unnoticed as she collected empty glasses and trays. Her movements were quick and practiced; she'd become adept at blending into the background.
"Look who it is, the little omega rat," a sneering voice said.
Camille flinched but didn't look up. It was Derek, the Beta's son, and his friends. They took pleasure in tormenting her, knowing she was too weak to fight back.
"Cleaning up our mess as usual, huh, Camille?" Derek continued, leaning closer, his breath hot against her ear. "Why don't you run along before someone gets the wrong idea and thinks you're here to find a mate?"
Laughter rippled through the group. Camille forced a smile, a thin, strained curve of her lips, and ducked her head. "Of course, Derek," she muttered before slipping away, her cheeks burning with humiliation.
She retreated to the kitchen, her hands shaking as she set the empty glasses on the counter. The voices of the party guests faded to a distant hum, replaced by the rapid pounding of her heart. Why did she still hope? Why did she still dream that tonight could be different, that she might find her mate and escape this life of servitude?
Taking a deep breath, she leaned against the sink, closing her eyes. The bond-the one every werewolf felt when they met their mate-was something she'd dreamed of her entire life. It was supposed to be the one thing no one could take from her, the one thing that would finally lift her out of this darkness.
She didn't hear him enter, didn't sense his presence until she felt a hand grip her arm, spinning her around. Camille's eyes flew open, locking onto a pair of ice-blue eyes that burned with something dark and unreadable.
Alpha Joffrey.
The room seemed to shrink around her, the air turning cold despite the warmth of the night. Joffrey Smith was a towering figure, his dark hair falling loosely around his sharp, angular face. He looked down at her with an intensity that sent a shiver down her spine.
"You," he growled, his voice low and rough. "What are you doing in here?"
Camille's breath caught in her throat. The mate bond hit her like a wave-strong, undeniable, a sensation unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Her heart pounded, her wolf stirring inside her with an excitement she'd never experienced.
He was her mate.
But there was no look of joy or relief on his face. Instead, his expression twisted into something like fury. He released her arm as if the touch burned him, taking a step back.
"No," Joffrey spat, his eyes narrowing. "This can't be right."
Camille's mouth opened, but no words came out. The rejection she saw in his eyes was like a punch to the gut, knocking the air out of her lungs.
"You're my mate?" His tone was incredulous, laced with disgust. He looked her up and down, his lip curling. "You, an omega?"
The room spun, her vision blurring. Camille felt as though the ground had been pulled out from under her feet. "Joffrey," she whispered, barely able to get his name out. "You... you're my mate."
"No," he snarled, loud enough that the sound carried through the room, drawing the attention of several nearby pack members. "I, Joffrey Smith, Alpha of the Moonfall Pack, reject you, Camille Jones, as my mate."
The words hit her like a physical blow, stealing her breath and leaving her staggering. Pain lanced through her chest, sharper than any wound she'd ever experienced. The bond, the very thing she'd longed for, shattered into a thousand pieces.
She looked up at him, tears welling in her eyes. "Why?" she whispered. "Why would you do this?"
Joffrey's eyes were cold, his expression unreadable. "Because you are nothing," he said simply. "A weak, pathetic omega. You are not worthy to stand by my side."
He turned and walked away, leaving her standing there, broken and alone. The room buzzed with whispers, eyes filled with pity and scorn watching her. Camille clutched her chest, gasping for air as the pain of the rejection consumed her. She stumbled back, her vision dimming, and the last thing she saw was the mocking smile on Derek's face before everything went dark
Elena Monroe has always believed that ambition trumps emotion. As a rising star in the world of financial journalism, she's built her career uncovering the secrets of the wealthy elite-without ever getting too close. But when she's assigned to investigate Nicholas Hastings, the enigmatic billionaire known for his ruthless business tactics, her carefully constructed world begins to crumble. Nick Hastings doesn't let anyone into his life, and for good reason. His empire was built on grit, sacrifice, and an unshakable focus on success. Love? That's a distraction he can't afford. But Elena's sharp wit and fierce determination chip away at the walls he's built, leaving him questioning everything he thought he knew about power and control. As Elena delves deeper into Nick's world, she uncovers a dangerous secret-one that could either save him or destroy everything he's worked for. Torn between her duty to expose the truth and her growing feelings for the man behind the mask, Elena faces an impossible choice. In a world where money always comes first, can love find a way to rewrite the rules? Or will ambition and betrayal tear them apart forever?
Lila Monroe has spent her life playing the game of wealth and power, using her beauty and cunning to secure the lifestyle she deserves. As a gold digger, love has never been part of the plan. That is, until one reckless night with Adrian Blackwood, a ruthless billionaire with a heart colder than his steel empire, changes everything. When Lila discovers she's pregnant, she sees a golden opportunity but Adrian sees right through her. He's been burned by a gold digger before, and he won't be fooled again. What starts as a battle of wits and wills quickly turns into something far more dangerous, as their undeniable chemistry pulls them closer than either of them can resist. Caught between hate, betrayal, and a secret that could destroy them both, Lila and Adrian are forced to confront the truth about their pasts and what they truly want. But when trust is shattered and hearts are laid bare, will they find a way to forgive, or will they tear each other apart in a bid for control?
For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"