Wunmi Ijaola

Marlowe Hale needed a job, not a miracle. When the Blackwood Harbor Wolves hire her as their new athletic trainer, she tells herself it's just a paycheck, and definitely not a chance to dig into the eight-year-old accident that killed her father and ended her career before it started. She didn't expect the team's owner to remember her name. She didn't expect the way he watches her like she's the only person in a room full of six-foot forwards. And she definitely didn't expect to catch his eyes flash gold under the locker room lights. Rhys Callahan built an empire on ice and blood, literally. He's the Alpha of the Thorne Pack, and every player on his roster is one of his wolves. He has one rule: humans stay outside the pack, no exceptions. Then Marlowe Hale walks into his stadium with her father's eyes and a stubborn streak that won't let her look away, and Rhys realizes the rule was built for exactly this moment. And he's about to break it. But someone sabotaged that accident eight years ago, and they're not finished. The closer Marlowe gets to the truth, and to Rhys, the more the Pack Council wants her gone, one way or another. Rhys has thirty days until the next full moon, a killer inside his own organization, and a woman he can't protect without telling her everything. Some games you play to win. This one, he plays to keep her alive.

Wren Calder was seven years old the night the Ashbourne wolves burned Duskwood to the ground. She was the only one who ran fast enough. Fifteen years later, she walks into Ashbourne territory wearing a dead woman's name and a healer's apron, carrying enough wolfsbane in her sleeve to stop an Alpha's heart. One drop in his cup. That's the whole plan. Wren has spent half her life training for exactly one night. Then Alpha Kian Ashbourne looks at her across a crowded hall, and her wolf goes down on its belly like it's been waiting for him since before she was born. Fated mates don't happen to girls like Wren. They especially don't happen with the son of the man who slaughtered her pack. But the bond doesn't care whose blood is on whose hands, and neither, it turns out, does Kian, once he catches her wrist an inch from his wine and smells exactly what she is to him. He doesn't kill her. He doesn't expose her. He locks her inside his own house and dares her to try again. Now Wren has to survive a pack that wants her dead, resist a mate bond that wants her to forgive the unforgivable, and find out the truth her mentor never told her: that the massacre at Duskwood might not have been Kian's father's order at all. Someone else lit that fire. Someone who is still very much alive, and still very much afraid of what Wren might remember. She came to end an Alpha's line. She didn't expect to need him to survive what's coming for both of them.

Sienna Cole doesn't believe in wolves, mates, or love at first sight. She believes in rent, in her little brother's medical bills, and in the new physiotherapy job that finally pays enough to cover both. She does not believe that Killian Frost, billionaire owner and captain of the Iron Wolves, will grab her wrist on her first day and go still like he's been struck by lightning. She definitely doesn't believe him when he tells her, three days later, that she isn't human. Killian has spent six years burying his wolf under boardrooms and championship banners, holding his pack together through a truce that costs him more every year. He knows exactly what it means when a woman's scent hits him like a gunshot to the chest. It means she's his mate. It also means the people who murdered her real family fourteen years ago are still out there, and now they'll be hunting her too. He was supposed to marry someone else. A merger, not a mate. A peace treaty with a rival pack that thinks his blood should belong to them. Sienna was supposed to keep her head down, get her brother his surgery, and never think about the golden flicker she sometimes sees in mirrors. Neither of them planned on this. But the wolf doesn't ask permission, the ice doesn't stop for anyone, and the past that killed Sienna's family is about to walk right back into her life wearing a tuxedo and a smile. He claimed her before he even knew her name. Now he has to keep her alive long enough to learn it.

"Mmmn Zane" I moaned admist the heat of passion. The s*xual urge was inevitable. "Imagine i'm right in front of you" He sounded soft, s*xy and seductive. "I can see you, shirtless with s*xy abs you've showed me" I imagined his naked figure in front of me. "Good. Now Imagine everything you wanna do to me. I can also see you with a s*xy red bra on, revealing those juicy b*obs" "Mmmn I can feel your hands on my b*obs" I moaned loudly. There was a sudden knock on the door, disrupting the s*x call that felt almost real and I was extremely aroused. I disconnected the call, to get the door. "Hmmn Finn" I moaned his name coldly; allowing him in. "Hi Rita" He smiled innocently. I stared at him seductively, I saw everything Zane told me to imagine earlier. Naked, hot and sexy! I drooled, heavily aroused and engrossed in my dirty imagination. I jumped on innocent Finn, pinned my body against him and began to kiss him deeply. Looks like Finn understood the assignment. He didn't resist, he lifted me bridal style, laid me on the couch, yanked off my clothes. ~~ He satisfied my s*xual desires and made me feel like a woman. I gave Finn my body and I didn't care but unknowingly to me, it was the greatest mistake of my life.

Tripartite love - A love triangle - Love between blood - Love between the poor and the rich - Wearous High School - From the name, you would already know that it's a school mostly attended by students from wealthy homes. If you are not rich or if you have no relationship /connection with someone who is prosperous but you still decide to attend that school, You would surely have no or few friends but so many haters. So the poor relates with the poor and the wealthy relates with their kinds - The wealthy.

"No wolf. No family. Harmless. Useful. The second I am done with her, the Luna title is yours." Eira Crawford heard those words through her husband's office door. For four years, she had been Sebastian Vale's hidden mate. She managed his household, entertained his relatives, cleaned up his messes, and lived on the three thousand dollars he gave her each month like charity. Even buying a new coat required an explanation. But for his first love, he casually prepared three hundred thousand dollars in research funding. To Sebastian, Eira was nothing more than a wolfless Omega from an orphanage. A quiet, obedient wife with no pack, no power, and no value beyond being useful. He had never introduced her publicly as his Luna. His family treated her like a servant. His sweetheart mocked her as a woman who could only survive by clinging to an Alpha. So Eira stopped crying. She recorded the affair, filed for mate dissolution, and placed the divorce papers in front of Sebastian. Even then, he thought she was throwing a tantrum. He signed without hesitation, certain she would come crawling back once she realized no one else would want a discarded, wolfless Omega. He was wrong. The woman he left at home washing dishes was a Stanford-trained electrical engineer. The "useless" wife he ignored was the hidden chief engineer behind a national self-developed chip project. Her movements were classified. Her disappearance could alert the federal authorities. Her name, once revealed, was enough to shake the entire scientific community. And Sebastian knew nothing. After walking out of his house with nothing but her freedom, Eira crossed paths with Killian Sterling, the coldest and most powerful Alpha in the north. He did not know her name yet, but his wolf recognized something in her that everyone else had missed. Meanwhile, Sebastian finally realized that Eira was not bluffing. He searched the entire city like a madman. For the first time in four years, he publicly called her his wife. He demanded she return. He begged for another chance. But by then, Eira was no longer waiting in his house. She was seated at the Sterling Pack's dinner table, dressed with quiet confidence, while the most feared Alpha in North America stood beside her. In front of everyone, Killian Sterling placed his hand at her back and said coldly, "Eira is not anyone's discarded Omega." "She is my Luna."

I was waiting at the Registry Hall to formalize my mate bond with Gabe, my childhood sweetheart and the Alpha of our pack. He was thirty-two minutes late. When I finally found him in a private VIP lounge, his hands were buried in my cousin's hair, their lips locked together. Hailee was supposed to be my maid of honor. Instead of apologizing, Gabe looked me dead in the eye and used his Alpha authority to publicly reject me. The severing of our ten-year bond tore my soul apart, but the nightmare didn't stop there. My grandfather immediately called, demanding I clean up a mess Hailee had made. When I refused, he disowned me on the spot, froze every single one of my bank accounts, and stripped me of my family name. Within hours, my entire pack erased my existence, gleefully announcing Hailee as their new Luna. I had given my entire life to a family and a man who discarded me like worthless trash the second I became inconvenient. I was left broken, humiliated, and utterly penniless in the blink of an eye. But as I stumbled out of that sterile hall, a terrifyingly beautiful stranger stepped out of the shadows, radiating a primal power that made my knees weak. He was Caden Sinclair, the ruthless Lycan King, and he was dodging a forced political union of his own. "You need a shield. I need a wife. Marry me." Without hesitation, I signed the Eternal Vow.

"This is Virella, my wife." Three years. And that was all Alpha Kaelen gave me. No welcome. No touch. No recognition. Just another woman at his side, carrying his child. While I ruled in his absence, I was nothing more than a placeholder. A Luna he never chose. So I gave up. And I left. One rejection was all it took to break the bond. When I returned, I wasn't the Luna he abandoned. I was untouchable, respected, and feared. And no longer his to claim. Now he watches me like a man drowning... Because the woman he discarded came back as something far beyond his reach. And this time, I didn't come alone. The Alpha of Ebonmoon stands beside me, his presence crushing, and his hand firm on my waist... "Careful, Kaelen," his voice drops, dark with warning. "Rowena isn't yours anymore." His lips brush my temple, possessively. "She's mine. If you try to take her, I'll end you."

I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster. When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison. They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow. Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago. They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn. They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon. Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm. The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle. I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash.

I was the wolfless twin. The rejected bride. The daughter marked for death. They didn't realize they weren't killing a girl-they were breaking a seal. ​On my wedding day, my fated mate didn't say "I do." He said, "I reject you." ​Luke Blackwood didn't want a Luna without a wolf, so he chose my twin sister instead. Humiliated and hunted by my own father, I was forced to flee into the territory of the one man my pack feared most: Aiden Stormrider, the ruthless Alpha King and billionaire CEO of Crescent ​Aiden thinks I'm a pawn to be used against my father. He thinks I'm a weak Omega seeking refuge. ​He's wrong. ​Deep inside me, something ancient is waking up. It's not just one wolf-it's five. Five fractured personalities, each with their own deadly powers, born from a prophecy that says I will end the age of Alphas. ​As the Dragon Wolf rises, I will reclaim my throne. My sister wants my legacy? She can have the ashes. My mate wants my forgiveness? He can beg while I burn his world down. ​Aiden Stormrider wants my heart... but he'll have to survive the five monsters living inside it first. ​They wanted a sacrifice. They got a Queen.

I was born a wolfless cripple in the Richmond Pack, but by royal decree, I was engaged to the kingdom's Champion Knight, Emory. During the winter banquet, my half-sister Dessie suddenly tilted backward into the royal ice pond, screaming that I pushed her. In my previous life, I reached out in panic to save her, only to be dragged down and framed for attempted murder. When Emory dove into the freezing water, he swam right past my sinking body to rescue her instead. Once ashore, my own father and my betrothed ignored my desperate pleas. They branded me a vicious, jealous traitor. Emory publicly broke our engagement to marry Dessie, while my father threw me to the executioner to wash away the family's shame with my blood. Until my head was on the chopping block, I didn't understand. Why did my own family want me dead just because I had no inner wolf? Why did the knight who swore to protect me conspire with my illegitimate sister to destroy my life? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the snow-dusted terrace, right as Dessie was setting up the exact same trap. "A wolfless cripple like you should crawl back to the gutter," she whispered, falling backward. This time, I didn't flinch or beg for help. Instead, my fingers shot out like iron clamps, grabbing her wrist, and I dragged her into the freezing depths with me.

During the party for her second wedding anniversary, Kylie stood quietly to one side and watched her Alpha kiss his childhood sweetheart. Her life felt like a trap. She had relinquished her Alpha blood for him, and that was what she got. Yet fate wasn't finished with her. An encounter with Alpha Logan gave her a way out she hadn't expected. As the Alpha of a powerful pack, he could help her get even with her cheating mate. There was just one catch. Kylie would have to spend a year as his Luna. Accepting his offer would be a dangerous gamble, but Kylie struggled to resist her attraction to the Alpha she couldn't quite figure out. Could she bring herself to agree to his terms? What would she do if her feelings for him grew too strong to push aside?

On the day I swallowed the lethal poison, my blind Alpha husband was accompanying his adopted sister to her prenatal checkup. For three years, I ruined my face and crippled my wolf to act as his secret blood bag, absorbing his deadly silver toxicity. Yet, upon hearing of her pregnancy, he brutally forced himself on me to vent his manic rut. And the moment she whined for him, he abandoned me without hesitation, leaving me bleeding and shattered on the cold floor. "Take the money and keep out of her sight." He sneered, throwing a black card at my battered face to buy my dignity. He didn't know I was dying. I didn't cry or argue. I calmly signed the mate rejection papers and swallowed a forbidden neurotoxin that induces absolute physiological death. A month later, his sight was finally restored. But instead of the devoted Luna he loved to torture, he found only a withered, stiff corpse on the bed. The ever-arrogant, ruthless Alpha completely shattered. In the dead silence, he fell to his knees and crushed my lifeless body into his arms. He pressed his quivering lips to mine, desperately sinking his fangs into my freezing scent gland as he sobbed in absolute agony: "Stop sleeping, Gianna, I can finally see you... I'll pay you back with my life, just don't throw me away."

Talia Ashford has spent fifteen years hiding behind a glamour charm that makes her look plain, weak, and forgettable. Her stepmother, Vivienne Cress, reduced her to a servant after her mother disappeared in a mysterious fire. The pack believes Talia is worthless. On the day the Alpha of Shadowfang arrives, Celeste hits Talia and blames her for bad luck. But when Talia is called to the bonding ceremony, the bonding stone reveals a shocking truth. Talia is already bonded to Kaelen Frost, the cold and powerful Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack. Now Talia must survive her stepmother's schemes, hide her true powers, and uncover the truth about her mother – all while convincing the most dangerous wolf in the territory that she is not the weakling everyone believes her to be.

I stood outside the Pack Registration Hall, waiting to bind my future with Mark, the man I had loved for five years. But instead of taking my hand, he stopped a foot away and publicly rejected me in front of the crowd. "I can't take on your family's endless medical bills. I need a real she-wolf for a mate, not some wolfless mutt." The onlookers snickered, their whispers feeling like physical blows. My heart shattered into pieces. My grandfather was in the hospital, relying on me to settle down so he could face his risky surgery with peace of mind. Now, I was left with nothing but humiliation and a mountain of debt I could never pay off. I stared at the man I had devoted my entire youth to, his face now completely foreign. Why was my lack of a wolf a sin? Why did my family's suffering make me a burden to be thrown away like trash? Just as I was about to break, I saw a tall, intimidating stranger across the plaza, swarmed by reporters after his own high-society fiancée publicly dumped him. Driven by sheer desperation for my grandfather's life, I wiped my tears, walked straight up to this terrifying man, and blocked his path. "You need a mate to save face, and I need a million dollars for medical bills. Marry me." I expected him to laugh and push me aside. Instead, a calculating smile touched his lips, and he handed me a black card.