Donna Kent has always fought for her freedom, clawing her way to the top as an independent fashion designer. But her world comes crashing down when she's forced into a contract marriage to the city's most ruthless mafia boss, Conner Todd, to settle her late father's debts. Conner is a man who takes what he wants, and now, Donna is his-bound to him by a contract she had no choice but to sign. Cold and possessive, he sees her as nothing more than a pawn in his game of power and revenge. But what starts as a battle of wills turns into something far more dangerous when sparks fly between them. When Donna discovers she's pregnant from a heated, reckless night before their marriage, the stakes soar. Now, she must navigate the treacherous waters of love, lies, and betrayal while fighting to protect her unborn child from the dark world Conner drags her into. But Conner has secrets of his own-secrets that could destroy them both. And when enemies from his past resurface, Donna becomes the perfect target in a deadly game of vengeance. Can love survive in a world where loyalty is fragile, danger is everywhere, and trust is the ultimate risk? Or will Donna's fight for freedom tear them apart forever?
The heavy, suffocating scent of roses filled the grand hall as Donna Kent stood at the altar, every nerve in her body taut as a bowstring. The weight of dozens of eyes bore down on her, scrutinizing every inch of her as though they could sense the revolt simmering beneath her composed exterior. The gown, a masterpiece of lace and satin, clung to her like a gilded cage, every inch of it a cruel reminder of the freedom she'd just lost.
The man standing beside her was a stranger in every sense of the word, though his reputation had preceded him. Conner Todd-ruthless mafia boss, billionaire CEO, and the devil incarnate. He exuded power, his presence commanding the room like a silent storm. His sharp jawline, darkened by the shadow of stubble, clenched tightly as the officiant began to speak, his deep-set green eyes betraying nothing of his thoughts.
Donna glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her stomach knotting. He hadn't so much as looked at her since she'd entered the room, not even when she had stumbled slightly over the hem of her dress. The cold indifference radiating from him was a stark contrast to the heat simmering in her chest.
She hated him.
This wasn't just an arranged marriage-it was a transaction. A debt paid in full with her hand in marriage, her life exchanged for the sins of her late father. She didn't even get the luxury of anger directed at him. Her father's mistakes had done this, his greed and deceit placing her squarely in the jaws of a man who could destroy her with a snap of his fingers.
"Do you, Donna Kent, take this man-"
"I do," she said, cutting off the officiant before he could finish. Her voice was sharp, clipped, and unwavering. She wasn't going to play the part of the simpering bride, not for Conner, not for anyone.
Conner's head turned slightly, his eyes narrowing at her as if registering the defiance in her tone. But he said nothing, turning his attention back to the officiant as though she were little more than an inconvenience.
"And do you, Conner Todd-"
"I do." His voice was like a knife slicing through the tension in the room, smooth and cold, with just a hint of boredom.
The officiant barely managed to finish his sentence before Conner reached for her hand, his grip firm, almost bruising, as he slid the ring onto her finger. The metal was cold, heavy, and final.
"You may now kiss the bride," the officiant said, his voice a pale echo against the roaring in Donna's ears.
Conner turned to her, his gaze dropping to her lips, but there was no warmth there. No affection. His movements were mechanical, calculated. He leaned down, brushing his lips against hers for the briefest moment-a kiss that was more of a warning than a gesture of love.
It was over in an instant, but the burn of it lingered.
The applause was thunderous, echoing in the cavernous hall, but Donna barely heard it. Her heart was pounding, her mind racing. She wanted to scream, to run, to claw her way out of the trap that had just snapped shut around her. But instead, she forced a smile, her lips curving into a shape that felt foreign and wrong.
As they turned to face the crowd, Conner leaned in, his voice a low growl against her ear.
"Smile wider, sweetheart. You're Mrs. Todd now. Act like it."
Donna's jaw tightened, her teeth grinding together. She tilted her head slightly, her smile growing sharper, more feral. "I'd rather choke."
His lips twitched, the ghost of a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Careful, Donna. I might take you up on that."
The weight of his hand on her lower back was possessive as he guided her down the aisle, the applause and murmurs of the guests fading into the background. Every step felt like walking deeper into a prison, the gilded walls closing in around her.
When they reached the exit, the car waiting for them was sleek and black, a symbol of wealth and power. Conner opened the door for her, a mockery of chivalry, his expression unreadable.
"After you, Mrs. Todd," he said, his voice laced with dark amusement.
Donna didn't respond, sliding into the car with her chin held high. The leather seats were cold against her skin, the interior silent except for the low hum of the engine as Conner slid in beside her.
The car pulled away, the city blurring past the windows, but neither of them spoke. The silence was thick, oppressive, and Donna could feel his gaze on her, heavy and unyielding.
"You don't have to stare," she said finally, her voice cutting through the quiet like a blade.
Conner chuckled, low and dark. "I'm just admiring my investment."
Her head snapped toward him, her eyes blazing. "I'm not a commodity, Conner. And I'm not yours."
His smile was slow, predatory, as he leaned closer. "Oh, Donna. You became mine the moment you said 'I do.'"
She turned away from him, her hands clenched into fists in her lap. The weight of his words settled over her like a shroud, suffocating and inescapable.
When the car pulled up to his penthouse, Donna hesitated for the briefest moment before stepping out, the cold night air biting at her skin. The building was a fortress of glass and steel, its opulence glaringly obvious.
The elevator ride to the top floor was silent, the tension between them crackling like a live wire. When the doors opened, Donna stepped into the penthouse, her heels clicking against the marble floor.
The space was as cold and impersonal as the man who owned it, all sharp lines and muted colors. But it was the view that caught her attention-the sprawling city below, its lights twinkling like stars against the darkness.
"Welcome home," Conner said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
Donna turned to him, her eyes narrowing. "This isn't my home. It never will be."
He stepped closer, his towering frame casting a shadow over her. "You'll learn to adapt, Donna. Or you'll suffer."
Her chin lifted, her defiance blazing in her eyes. "You don't scare me, Conner."
His smile was cold, his eyes glinting with something dangerous. "You should be scared, sweetheart. But don't worry-I'll enjoy teaching you."
She turned on her heel, walking toward the bedroom without another word. But as she closed the door behind her, her hands trembled, her breath coming in shallow gasps.
This was her life now.
And she would do whatever it took to survive it.
Ivy Darkwood is a hunter, trained to track and eliminate rogues before they threaten her pack. Cold, ruthless, and fiercely loyal, she's never questioned her duty. Not until Jaxon Emberfang. A cocky, unpredictable rogue with a past as dark as the night, Jaxon should be her enemy. Instead, he's her salvation, saving her life when he should have killed her. Now, Ivy is trapped between her oath to the pack and the undeniable pull of the rogue wolf who tempts her in ways she can't afford to feel. But Jaxon isn't just any rogue. He's the rightful heir to a fallen pack, a wolf with a dangerous secret that could destroy everything Ivy has ever known. And when Astrid Silverfang, the ruthless rogue queen, sets her sights on Jaxon, Ivy is forced to make a choice: betray her pack or risk everything for the one wolf she swore to hate. Enemies by fate. Lovers by instinct. In a world where trust is a weakness and love is a death sentence, will Ivy and Jaxon survive the war that's coming? Or will their forbidden desire cost them everything?
I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, I belong to him. One moment, I was walking home from class. The next, I was staring into the cold, merciless eyes of Alessandro Caruso, the most feared mafia boss in New York. He says I've seen too much. That letting me go isn't an option. So, he steals me. Locks me in his mansion. Holds me captive in his world of blood and power. He's ruthless, possessive, and dangerously obsessed. He tells me I'm his now, that he'll never let me go. I should hate him. I should fight him. But every time he touches me, my body betrays me. Every time he whispers in my ear, I forget to resist. Yet, behind his darkness, I see glimpses of something else. Something broken. Something that makes me wonder if I could ever escape... even if he let me. But loving a man like Alessandro is a dangerous game. Because in his world, love is a weakness. And if his enemies find out what I mean to him... I'll become his greatest vulnerability
Sophia Dark has spent years building walls around her heart and her past. As one of Manhattan's top interior designers, she's determined to make a name for herself on her own terms, far from the shadows of her troubled upbringing. But when she's hired by Liam Carter, the dangerously charming billionaire with a reputation for getting everything he wants, her carefully constructed life begins to unravel. Liam is ruthless, powerful, and utterly obsessed with Sophia. What begins as a professional collaboration quickly ignites into a fiery battle of wills, where passion and tension collide. But Liam isn't just drawn to Sophia's beauty and fierce independence he knows her secret, a buried truth that could destroy everything she's worked for. As their relationship spirals into an intoxicating mix of love and control, Sophia must decide whether to risk her heart for a man who may be her greatest weakness or her ultimate downfall. And when a shocking revelation from Liam's past comes to light, their fragile connection teeters on the edge of collapse.
Aurora Ellis has always been drawn to the shadows of history, but when her research leads her to the mysterious town of Moonveil, she uncovers more than just myths. Hidden within the dense forests and ancient ruins lies a dark secret a prophecy of a human bride destined to change the fate of the Lycan world forever. Ethan Gray, the brooding and dangerously handsome Alpha of Moonveil's most powerful pack, knows the prophecy all too well. Bound by duty to protect his people and haunted by the guilt of his past, Ethan has spent his life ensuring no human ever discovers the truth about his kind. But when Aurora arrives, her fiery determination and undeniable allure threaten to shatter the walls he's built around his heart and his secrets. As forbidden passion ignites between them, Aurora finds herself torn between the truth she seeks and the man who's keeping it from her. But the deeper she delves into Moonveil's mysteries, the closer she comes to uncovering a devastating revelation: her own connection to the prophecy. With rogue Lycans on the hunt and the Lycan Council watching their every move, Ethan and Aurora must face an impossible choice one that could destroy their love, their lives, and the fragile peace between their worlds.
Kory Alexander never imagined her life would spiral out of control after one reckless night. As a self-made fashion designer fighting to save her struggling company, the last thing she needs is to wake up in the bed of her arrogant enemy, billionaire CEO Dickson Richard. But when an unplanned pregnancy forces her into a contract marriage, Kory finds herself trapped in a world of luxury, lies, and passion she can't escape. Dickson is ruthless, possessive, and determined to make Kory his on his terms. Yet beneath his cold façade lies a man haunted by secrets and driven by an obsession he doesn't fully understand. But just as Kory begins to unravel the walls around his heart, Dickson's twin brother, Damian, steps into the picture. Where Dickson is fire, Damian is calm, and his quiet affection for Kory threatens to ignite a dangerous rivalry. Caught between two brothers and a whirlwind of desire and betrayal, Kory must navigate the treacherous waters of love, power, and family secrets. As tensions escalate and her life hangs in the balance, Kory is faced with an impossible choice that could shatter everything she's fought for. Can she find the strength to save herself and her heart before it's too late?
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
COALESCENCE OF THE FIVE SERIES BOOK ONE: THE 5-TIME REJECTED GAMMA & THE LYCAN KING BOOK TWO: THE ROGUES WHO WENT ROGUE BOOK THREE: THE INDOMITABLE HUNTRESS & THE HARDENED DUKE *** BOOK ONE: After being rejected by 5 mates, Gamma Lucianne pleaded with the Moon Goddess to spare her from any further mate-bonds. To her dismay, she is being bonded for the sixth time. What’s worse is that her sixth-chance mate is the most powerful creature ruling over all werewolves and Lycans - the Lycan King himself. She is certain, dead certain, that a rejection would come sooner or later, though she hopes for it to be sooner. King Alexandar was ecstatic to meet his bonded mate, and couldn’t thank their Goddess enough for gifting him someone so perfect. However, he soon realizes that this gift is reluctant to accept him, and more than willing to sever their bond. He tries to connect with her but she seems so far away. He is desperate to get intimate with her but she seems reluctant to open up to him. He tries to tell her that he is willing to commit to her for the rest of his life but she doesn’t seem to believe him. He is pleading for a chance: a chance to get to know her; a chance to show her that he’s different; and a chance to love her. But when not-so-subtle crushes, jealous suitors, self-entitled Queen-wannabes, an old flame, a silent protector and a past wedding engagement threaten to jeopardize their relationship, will Lucianne and Xandar still choose to be together? Is their love strong enough to overcome everything and everyone? Or will Lucianne resort to enduring a sixth rejection from the one person she thought she could entrust her heart with?
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."