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Nova Greyveil was born to lead her pack, and to prove it, she beat every fighter her father threw at her, only to be told her future is a marriage deal she never agreed to. Marry the Alpha King. So she rejected him and disappeared. Disguised as "Ash Darvin", she sneaks into Vordrak Academy, a ruthless all-male training ground where alphas are built, broken, and buried. One slip means exposure. Exposure means death. She thought surviving Vordrak would be the hard part. Then she meets Caden Voss. Cold. Precise. Dangerous. The academy's strongest fighter and the only one who keeps looking at her like he can see straight through the mask she's wearing, and to top it off, he is her roommate. The longer she stays, the harder it gets to hide. Not just her identity, but what his presence is doing to her. Because in Vordrak, secrets don't stay hidden. And neither does desire.

Corinna moved through a high-society gala, a powerful woman now commanding respect. Three years ago, the influential Rios family had cast her aside, viewing her as a liability. Now, after countless battles in a D.C. think tank, she wielded her newfound power with precision. As her armored SUV navigated rain-slicked Manhattan, a convoy of black Navigators abruptly cut it off. Graham Rios, the man who’d abandoned her, emerged from the storm like a madman, his political mask gone. He marched toward her car, screaming her name against the thunder. Corinna remained still, coolly sipping wine. She lowered her window just two inches, then slid a folder through, its sharp edge slicing his hand. The document revealed his business project was now controlled by his fiercest enemy, Lucian Lu. Later, she subtly revealed a brutal scar on her wrist, a wound Graham frantically tried to understand. The scar haunted Graham. Driven by panic, he forced his aide to confess a secret detour from three years ago: Corinna had visited a private maternity hospital. The revelation sent a high-pitched ringing through his ears, as he struggled to comprehend her visit. Consumed by guilt, Graham hacked the hospital's old files, finding a heavily encrypted medical record under Corinna's name. It stated: "Gestation: 12 weeks. Fetal heartbeat: critically weak. Recommendation: Immediate termination of pregnancy." The words crushed him. Corinna, watching him fall into her trap, knew he had swallowed the exact "truth" she needed.

Finley's stepfather gave her a sickening ultimatum: marry her predatory stepbrother Shane tonight, or he would throw her fragile mother out on the street. To escape this hell, she used a matchmaking agency and hastily married a complete stranger. Garrison Strickland claimed to be an ordinary data analyst making $95,000 a year, driving a beat-up Honda Civic, and needing a wife in name only. They got their marriage license at City Hall that very afternoon. But when Finley returned home to pack her bags and threw the certificate on the table, her family just laughed. Dozier ordered Shane to drag her into the bedroom to "teach her a lesson" and trap her forever. "Come on, little sister," Shane crooned, lunging at her. "Don't fight it." Finley's own mother just stared at the floor, blaming Finley for ruining the family, watching blindly as Shane cornered her. Terrified and desperate, Finley smashed an ashtray over Shane's head and frantically dialed her new husband's number. Shane snatched the phone, mocking the "imaginary husband" before the line went dead. Finley felt a bottomless despair. Garrison was just a normal guy; he would never risk his life against her violent family. She was completely on her own, waiting for the end. Suddenly, deafening bangs echoed through the house, and Garrison stepped into the living room radiating a cold, terrifying fury. This supposedly "frugal data analyst" effortlessly snapped Shane's wrist, leveled a ruthless death threat that made Dozier tremble, and whisked Finley away in a waiting Bentley. Looking at the powerful man beside her, Finley's heart raced: just who exactly had she married today?

I was bound by blood to a mysterious cloaked male named Rafe to secure a vital alliance. I was supposed to be the new Luna of the Nightfall Pack. But the moment I arrived, I was stripped of my expected title and forced to be a mere personal assistant to the brutally handsome Alpha Kaelen. My fated mate never even showed up. Alpha Kaelen treated me with icy disdain. He even dragged me to a high-end jewelry store to pick out a mating gift for his "future Luna." When the shop owner assumed the gift was for me, Kaelen coldly humiliated me in public. "She is just my assistant." Yet, when a rival Alpha tried to lay a hand on me at a summit, Kaelen nearly started a war. He shielded me with his body, his eyes blazing with furious possessiveness. "She is mine." I didn't understand. If I was nothing but a discarded political pawn, why did Kaelen's touch send electric sparks straight to my core, exactly like my fated mate? Why was he fiercely protective of me one second, only to treat me like absolute garbage the next? Staring at the moonstone necklace he forced me to carry for his "real mate," the fragile hope in my chest finally died. I wouldn't wait for a phantom husband anymore; I was going to uncover Kaelen's secret, and then, I would leave this pack for good.

I sold three years of my life to a billionaire to save my mother. I was his pretend fiancée, a stand-in for his ex, counting down the days until the contract ended and we could finally be free. But just as we were about to escape, his real girlfriend returned and publicly accused me of faking a pregnancy to trap him. My fiancé, Drake, didn't hesitate. He called me a disgusting gold-digger and threatened to pull my mother's medical funding to force me into an abortion. The shock of his cruelty sent my mother into cardiac arrest. She died right there in the hospital. They demanded I abort a child that could never exist, a lie built to destroy me. But they didn't know my secret. After my mother' s death, I finally told him the truth that shattered his world: I was born without a uterus. And with her last letter in my hand, I walked away from him forever.

I am a widow trapped in the powerful McMahon family, relying solely on my late husband's trust fund to survive. But my biggest nightmare isn't my cruel in-laws; it's Kain, the ruthless heir to the empire. He just announced his engagement to a perfect, wealthy socialite, yet he refuses to let me go. He dragged me into the shadows at his own engagement party, bruising my wrists and branding my neck, warning me that I will always belong to him. When my mother-in-law spotted the hickey Kain left on me, she assumed I was just sleeping around. To keep my trust fund under her control, she forced me to marry Spencer, a sleazy, useless cousin. I desperately agreed to the arrangement, hoping that becoming a married woman would finally make me off-limits to Kain. But I underestimated a madman's obsession. Kain crashed our matchmaking dinner at the private club. With a single sentence, he bankrupted Spencer's company, terrifying him into giving me up. "Do you really think you're worthy of a McMahon widow?" He has everything—the power, the money, the perfect fiancée. Why won't he just leave me alone? Why must he keep me locked in this suffocating cage? As Kain's leg hooked around my ankle under the table, trapping me right in front of his oblivious family, a cold realization washed over me. Running from the devil wasn't going to work. If I ever wanted to be free, I would have to destroy him.

I spent a year scrubbing floors in my fiancé’s club, hiding my identity as the daughter of the Capo dei Capi. I needed to know if Connor Bishop was a King worth merging empires with, or just a puppet. The answer came walking in wearing a neon pink dress. Jaden Juarez, a civilian he was infatuated with, didn't just treat me like a servant; she deliberately poured scalding espresso over my hand because I refused to be her valet. The pain was blinding, my skin blistering instantly. I video-called Connor, showing him the burn, expecting him to enforce the code of our world. Instead, seeing his investors watching, he panicked. He chose to sacrifice me to save face. "Get on your knees," he roared through the speaker. "Beg her pardon. Show her the respect she deserves." He wanted the daughter of the most dangerous man on the East Coast to kneel to his mistress. He thought he was showing strength. He didn't realize he was looking at a woman who could burn his entire world to ash with a single phone call. I didn't cry. I didn't beg. I simply hung up the phone and locked the kitchen doors. Then, I dialed the one number everyone in the underworld feared. "Dad," I said, my voice cold as steel. "Code Black. Bring the papers." "And send the wolves."

My sister Rosalie always played the role of my gentle protector. On the night of my engagement, she insisted I take a secluded canyon road for my own safety. In my past life, I didn't know it was a deadly trap. I fell for the staged ambush and the rival mobster, Julian, who took a fake bullet to "save" me. Because of my blind trust, my entire Falcone bloodline was annihilated overnight. My father was beheaded, my brothers were gunned down, and my sweet little sister was left to die in a filthy alley. I was even brainwashed into betraying my new husband, Damien Moretti. I shot the only man who truly protected me right through the heart, just before Rosalie drowned me in a freezing lake, laughing as she confessed she was just a bastard child stealing my life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very night my nightmare began. I was trapped in a penthouse, a lethal drug melting my sanity, pinned beneath Damien. But after he brutally sweat the poison out of my veins, he didn't look at me with love. He handed me a Plan B pill with a gaze full of ancient, chilling hatred. "Swallow it," he commanded, his voice a sheet of ice. He remembers. The Dark Don remembers the past life where I murdered him. But this time, I won't be a pawn. I wiped the blood of my traitorous maid from my hands, ready to drag my fake sister straight to hell.

To pay for her father's life support, Haleigh sold herself into a marriage with Fabian Blackburn, a ruthless billionaire in a deep coma. But on her wedding day, she caught her boyfriend cheating with her stepsister, laughing about how they would steal the inheritance the second Fabian stopped breathing. Cornered and desperate, Haleigh secretly underwent IVF using her comatose husband's frozen sperm to secure the family trust. Weeks later, a miracle happened. Fabian woke up. But instead of gratitude, he treated her like trash. He threw annulment papers at her face, completely disgusted by the arranged marriage. "If you try any dirty tricks to get pregnant, I will personally drag you to a clinic and have that bastard scraped out of you." Terrified, Haleigh hid her positive pregnancy test and desperately tried to hack her way to enough cash to escape. But while using his computer, she accidentally opened a highly classified folder. Inside was a medical file and a photo of a severely disabled girl who looked exactly like Fabian. Before she could process it, Fabian walked in. Seeing the screen, his cold mask shattered into pure, unhinged madness. He lunged across the room, lifting her off the floor by her throat, completely ignoring her desperate gasps for air. "Lock her in the basement," he roared to his guards. "No food. No water." Curled on the freezing concrete, clutching her newly pregnant belly, Haleigh didn't understand what she had just seen that turned him into a murderous monster. But she knew one thing: if she didn't escape this terrifying estate, both she and his unborn heir would die in the dark.

Two sisters born with unimaginable power but only one is allowed to carry it-allowed to rule. Naidira Thornton lives her entire life as a shame to her powerful parents-an alpha without a wolf, a daughter without her parents' favour, a mate left unclaimed. When she is banished for a crime she is innocent of and replaced by her own twin in a marriage built in lies, the pack believes the weaker sister has been erased. They are wrong. The secrets pile sky high till a perfect Luna's crown and an alpha's authority shatters under bloodshed and betrayal, Naidira returns and triggers a chain of events no one can stop. Bonds awaken, wolves arise. Power was never taken from Naidira. It was buried. And when it breaks free, nothing-family, throne, or fate-will survive unchanged.

Fiona Ferguson was trapped in a cold, transactional marriage with billionaire Holland Montgomery just to save her dying grandmother. On their wedding night, he didn't touch her. Instead, he slammed an emergency contraceptive pill onto the vanity, accusing her of drugging him to secure a ring. She swallowed the bitter pill to appease him. But weeks later, a routine medical checkup revealed the impossible: she was four weeks pregnant. Her grandmother's herbal anxiety medication had secretly neutralized the contraceptive. Terrified of his ruthless temper, Fiona hid the pregnancy while enduring his constant humiliations. When her grandmother's life-saving heart transplant was suddenly bumped for a VIP patient, Fiona swallowed her pride and begged Holland to use his hospital board influence. He didn't even listen. Instead, he pulled out a black American Express card and threw it across his massive desk. "Name your price," he sneered, treating her desperate plea for a life like a cheap shakedown. "One million? Five? Let's just put a number on it." Staring at the heavy black card, something inside Fiona finally shattered. She had taken his pills, endured his family's mockery, and let him treat her like dirt—all to keep her only family alive. But he truly believed her soul had a price tag. A chilling calm washed over her. Without touching the card, she looked the billionaire dead in the eye with profound contempt. "I regret the day I ever met you," she said, her voice like ice. "As soon as the surgery is over, we are getting a divorce. And I am walking away with absolutely nothing."

Elinor's frail daughter, Cece, died in a sterile hospital room while waiting for her father to take her to Disney World. But her billionaire husband, Derick, never showed up. At the exact moment Cece's heart monitor flatlined, the hospital TV broadcasted Derick affectionately holding the hand of his mistress and he has booked a clearance of the entire Disneyland to celebrate mistress's daughter's birthday!. When Elinor confronted Derick with their daughter's ashes, he sneered and accused her of hiding the child just to get his attention. Elinor's heart was torn to shreds. How could a father be so blind and ruthless? Did Kamryn use his power to steal the very kidney that belonged to Cece? Why did her innocent baby have to die for their sick affair? The suffocating grief inside Elinor finally crystallized into a sharp blade. She wiped the blood from her lips, canceled the simple divorce, and began her ruthless revenge.

Being an Omega isn't an easy job. In fact, it's one of the hardest jobs within a wolf pack and often a role that gets looked down on constantly. But it is a job that Chloe Patterson cherishes and tries to perfect every day. No matter what gets thrown at her, Chloe remains strong. She pushes herself to do her best because it's what her mother taught her to do from a young age. And even though Chloe's mother has long since passed, Chloe still remembers everything her mother taught her about pack levels. Chloe knows that even though she is an omega, she plays an important role within the pack. Chloe also knows that high titles don't always equal strength. When Chloe finds out who her mate is on her eighteenth birthday, she is a little hesitant. Chloe knows she will do a good job meeting the requirements for her new title, but her mate disagrees. And when he publicly rejects her over her omega status, Chloe stands tall. She lets the secret she has kept for thirteen years out and walks away from the pack she has worked so hard for. Will Chloe's mate regret his decision to reject his omega mate? Will Chloe find her second chance? Will justice come for the wrongdoing done thirteen years ago?

On the day of our mating ceremony, I wore a beautiful white dress, waiting to become the Luna of the pack. To ensure my Fated Mate, Kade, loved me for my soul and not my rank, I had hidden my true Alpha nature and lived as a fragile Omega. But instead of my groom, my best friend Selena walked into the room. She flashed a fresh silver rejection rune on her wrist, smiling as she told me the ceremony was canceled. Kade had chosen her, the daughter of a powerful Beta, to secure his Alpha transition. When I rushed to his study in disbelief, the words I heard through the cracked door shattered my heart completely. "She's just an Omega. Her value doesn't compare to the loyalty of Selena's father." Kade laughed coldly with his friends, calling our sacred bond a leash. He even planned to keep me trapped in the packhouse as a docile, broken toy under his and Selena's rule. Every whispered promise of love was just a lie built for power. My disguise to test his true heart became the very excuse he used to discard me like trash. How could the man who promised to cherish my soul be so utterly ruthless? Wiping my tears, I kicked the door open and publicly initiated the impossible: I, the "weak Omega," formally rejected him. After smashing a whiskey bottle over his head, I walked straight into the territory of his most feared rival—his older brother, Rowan. This time, I would tear his world apart.

Carlee signed the divorce papers without a second of hesitation, ending a three-year marriage to a billionaire husband she had never even met. She walked away with nothing, publicly cutting ties with both the Vaughan empire and her toxic family to launch her own jewelry design studio. Her family immediately retaliated. They mocked her as a useless, abandoned trophy wife and ruthlessly blacklisted her new company from every major supplier in the city, intent on forcing her to crawl back. Exhausted but defiant, she hired a handsome, seemingly broke valet she bumped into outside a hotel to be her personal assistant. She even bought him a tailored suit, pitying his maxed-out credit cards and his desperate need for a paycheck. But things quickly stopped making sense. Why did this humble assistant possess such lethal combat skills, effortlessly snapping a two-hundred-pound bodyguard's wrist to protect her? And why did top-tier luxury store managers bow to him in absolute, trembling terror? "Whatever is happening, I will handle it." Carlee found a foolish comfort in her poor assistant's reassuring voice. She had absolutely no idea that the man sitting at the wobbly desk in her cramped office was Braden Vaughan—her legally divorced ex-husband. And the ruthless billionaire was currently orchestrating a global financial massacre from the shadows, entirely obsessed with clearing her path to the top.

At the absolute summit of her pop-star career, the stage collapsed beneath Catherine's feet, plunging her into a mechanical black hole. When she opened her eyes, she wasn't in a hospital, but a savage, primitive forest. Before a fire-breathing beast could tear her apart, a massive black snake crushed it with a single strike. The terrifying serpent then transformed into Amon, a towering, heavily scarred man with golden slitted eyes, who swore his life to protect her. He brought her to his tribe, but instead of safety, they were met with ravenous hunger and disgust. The tribe's males stared at Catherine's fragile human body like a rare breeding prize, while treating Amon like garbage. "He's a cursed, cold-blooded freak! His rut will tear you to pieces!" The Chief sneered, pointing a thick, accusing finger at Amon. "By tribal law, you must mate with our strongest tiger and bear shifters to give us powerful cubs!" Humiliated, Amon's broad shoulders slumped, his fists trembling in suffocating shame as he prepared to back away. Catherine's heart pounded with fierce, burning anger. When she was about to be eaten, Amon was the only one who bled for her. Where were these arrogant bullies then? Why should she let them treat her savior like a monster? As the tribe's strongest warriors swarmed forward to claim her, Catherine stepped directly in front of Amon's lethal claws. "I don't need any of you," she declared, her voice cutting through the chaos. "I will mate with Amon and take his beast mark today!"

I spent months crafting the perfect disguise to infiltrate the ultra-wealthy Brooks family by dating the younger heir, Cason. I even underwent a painful surgery to fake my physical innocence. But the moment I stepped into his penthouse, I ran straight into the one man who haunted my worst nightmares: his ruthless older brother, Jackson Brooks. Five years ago, Jackson's family tied me to a cold medical table and brutally ripped my unborn child from my womb because they didn't allow bastards to be born. Now, Jackson recognized me instantly. He cornered me in the dark, bit my ear until it bruised, and threw my confidential medical files in my face. "Leave Cason, or I will personally destroy every single thing you care about," he hissed. He thought his billions could buy my silence and erase the agonizing screams of my past. He thought I was just a pathetic con artist trying to steal their trust fund. He didn't know the innocent, terrified girl act was just bait. Standing on the edge of the highway bridge, watching the invincible billionaire tremble in pure terror at the memory of my fake suicide from five years ago, a cold smile curved my lips. My revenge had officially begun, and I was going to tear his empire apart piece by piece.

On the night of her seventh wedding anniversary, Annabelle waited by a cold dinner, only for her husband Julian to kick the doors open, carrying his bleeding sister-in-law, Jocelyne. Jocelyne had committed a horrific drunk driving hit-and-run, and Julian demanded Annabelle sign a plea deal and go to prison to protect the family's stock prices. What truly broke Annabelle wasn't Julian's ruthless betrayal, but her own twin sons. Her own flesh and blood stood fiercely in front of Jocelyne to protect her. "Nobody even likes you anyway, Mother. If you go to jail, everything stays normal." Julian stripped her of every cent, locked her in a remote estate, and chased her to the edge of a cliff with his bodyguards when she refused to be their scapegoat. Looking at the man she had loved for seven years and the children she had devoted her life to, her heart turned to ice. Why was her endless sacrifice rewarded with being a disposable shield for a manipulative liar? Standing on the jagged cliffs, she played the dashcam audio proving Jocelyne's guilt to a suddenly horrified Julian. "You don't deserve the truth." Then, she stepped backward off the cliff into the raging black ocean. Two years later, she returned to the city as an untouchable, powerful elite, walking right past a broken, miserable Julian without a second glance.

My abusive ex was threatening a lawsuit that would destroy my father's career and wipe out my PhD. I was completely out of options. That night, Graham, the boy from next door I hadn't seen in a decade, showed up at my apartment in the middle of a hurricane. Now a wealthy orthopedic surgeon, he offered a transactional marriage: he needed a local wife to keep his family away while he cared for his sick mother, and in return, he would make my ex disappear. I thought it was a simple deal. But the morning after we signed the marriage license, Graham didn't just scare my ex off—he ruthlessly dismantled him. Then, Graham turned to me. His eyes were dead as he pulled out his phone, showing me a high-resolution photo of the night I illegally sold lab samples to pay off my ex's initial blackmail. He had hired a private investigator to stalk me. If that photo leaked to the FDA, I wouldn't just lose my degree; I'd go to prison. "I needed a guarantee," he said flatly. I was shaking with rage and terror. This wasn't a rescue. It was a hostage situation. Why did he hunt me down? Why use my darkest secret to trap me in this twisted marriage? I couldn't live like this. I demanded an immediate divorce. But at the courthouse, the clerk dropped a bomb on us: state law required a mandatory thirty-day waiting period. Thirty days trapped with a ruthless, manipulative stranger. I had to find a way to break his leverage before the month was up.

When I discovered my husband's safe combination was my stepsister's birthday, my world tilted. Inside, I found the blueprint for how he planned to erase me. He would claim my unborn child for his true love. The postnup was cold and calculated: billions in assets, all designated for Kaleigh. Not a penny for me, his wife of ten years. He tore up the divorce papers I offered, threatening to use his power to take my baby. Kaleigh showed up at my door, taunting me, calling me a "convenient placeholder." She wanted to raise my child as her own. I realized I wasn't just a wife. I was a surrogate. A fertile womb he married because his true love was barren. Our entire marriage was a grotesque lie designed to produce an heir for them. Then, an anonymous email landed in my inbox. It contained a recording of my husband calling me his "incubator." That's when I knew I couldn't just leave. I had to die.

BLURB: Hazel was the pack's unwanted omega, no worth, no wolf, no family, no hope.When the Alpha's son publicly rejects her as his mate, she flees from the pack at night, but the moon goddess isn't done with her yet. She wakes up to find herself in the castle of the wolf king, who happens to be her second chance mate. Arden, the Alpha king, is cold, suspicious, and broken by past betrayals. He refuses to trust her, denies his affection towards her, but the bond burns between them, undeniably. As war gathers and enemies close in, and secrets from the past open up, Hazel must prove she's more than a worthless rejected omega, she's the Luna who will change everything. And now a broken wolf king must decide: will he let his past destroy their future or will he risk everything to love the woman the moon goddess chose for him?

Blood Moon – Story Description Blood Moon is a dark, thrilling tale of forbidden attraction, supernatural rivalry, and the fine line between predator and prey. Set in the seemingly ordinary Silver Hollow College, the story unfolds in a world where vampires and werewolves secretly coexist alongside humans, each hiding their true powers while battling their own instincts, rival clans, and the pressures of legacy. In this shadowed world, every glance can hide a threat, every conversation can carry hidden meaning, and every full moon can unleash the beast within. At the heart of the story are Catrine Nella, a powerful young vampire, and Edwardo Zee, a disciplined yet conflicted werewolf. Catrine is sharp, cunning, and deadly, raised under the constant pressure of her ambitious step-sister who insists she feed on human blood to grow stronger. Catrine's natural talents in both magic and combat make her a force to be reckoned with, yet she struggles with morality, identity, and her own desire for control. Edwardo, on the other hand, is torn between his instincts as a wolf and the manipulations of his ruthless step-brother, who demands that he become a killer to claim alpha status. Edwardo wants to be a true alpha, not through bloodshed, but by protecting others and leading with honor-an ambition that sets him apart from his family and makes him both a target and a misfit among his kind. The story begins with a violent, electrifying encounter between Catrine and Edwardo in the forest during the full moon. Both are drawn by their own impulses-Catrine performing a vampire ritual, Edwardo struggling to control the wolf within-and the resulting clash is fierce, brutal, and unforgettable. This first meeting ignites a dangerous rivalry, with each recognizing the other's extraordinary abilities while also sensing something forbidden and magnetic between them. Though enemies by instinct and heritage, the connection they forge amidst conflict sets the stage for a tension-filled enemies-to-lovers narrative that drives the series forward. As the story unfolds, Silver Hollow College becomes a battlefield not just of physical strength but of intellect, cunning, and emotional power. Catrine and Edwardo test one another constantly-through subtle glances in class, tense encounters in crowded hallways, and increasingly dangerous confrontations in the forest. Each battle pushes them further, revealing vulnerabilities and strengths, and slowly transforms their relationship from animosity into fascination, grudging respect, and eventually, desire. Amidst this, both characters are confronted with the pressures of their families. Catrine's step-sister threatens her with weakness if she does not feed on human blood, while Edwardo's step-brother pressures him toward ruthless dominance, creating a constant tension that challenges their morality and tests the limits of their powers. At its core, Blood Moon is a story about choice and identity. It explores the struggle between instinct and conscience, power and restraint, hatred and attraction. It examines what it means to be strong-not just physically, but emotionally and morally-in a world where strength often comes at the cost of humanity. Through fast-paced action, supernatural intrigue, and the slow-burning, dangerous pull between Catrine and Edwardo, the story blends romance, suspense, and fantasy into a gripping narrative. It is a saga of blood and moonlight, of predators and secrets, of rivalry and passion, and of two young supernatural beings whose lives are forever intertwined by fate, desire, and the power of the Blood Moon.

Liora Jovan's life shatters the moment she catches her boyfriend cheating, her Valentine proposal ruined. In a reckless act of humiliation and fury, she proposes to a stranger in the lobby... who turns out to be Everett Montague, her ex's billionaire boss. Amused and dangerously charming, Everett offers a fake three-month engagement to serve his own needs-and her revenge. The rules are clear: no real feelings, separate lives, public affection only. When fake turns into something intoxicatingly real, a buried secret threatens to tear them apart.

"Bride by day, prey by night." When Raven Dierna's forced to pose as a bride for Caravia's feral wolf prince, Eilís. He thinks it's a death sentence. But Raven's caught in a brewing storm between humans and werewolves with Eilís's dark half, lurking in the shadows. As Raven navigates the treacherous royal court, hiding his true sex and avoiding deadly secrets, he finds himself entangled in Eilís's struggle. Raven's survival hinges on his wits and the forbidden pull between them. Eilís Caravia, a werewolf prince, grapples with the beast within, torn between duty and desire as family pressures mount and Caravia's stability hangs by a thread. Forced to wed a human, Eilís finds himself entangled in a web of forbidden attraction and deadly secrets. As alliances shift and loyalties are tested, Eilís must confront his dark half, and make a choice that could save or shatter his kingdom and his heart.