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The Pregnant Omega's Secret Pack Empire

The Pregnant Omega's Secret Pack Empire

When I was seven months pregnant, my mother-in-law sent a rogue into my bedroom. In my past life, the violent struggle cost me my baby. Then, my so-called best friend stood before the pack council and testified against me, branding me a cheating whore. Stripped of my rank and exiled to freeze to death, I could only watch in despair as my mate threw his life away in a suicidal rage, trying to avenge a truth he never knew. Why? Because I was weak. Because I was obedient. When I opened my eyes to the sickening stench of the rogue's sweat, the paralyzing terror of my past life evaporated. It was replaced by a cold, murderous rage. "Your mother-in-law said you were lonely," the filthy man sneered, reaching his grimy hands toward my swollen belly. I didn't scream. I didn't beg. I grabbed the heavy brass lamp from the nightstand and smashed it mercilessly into his face, shattering his teeth. But merely surviving the night wasn't enough. Covered in his blood, I dragged his broken body straight into the Pack Hall. Looking at my fake, sobbing mother-in-law, I didn't defend myself-I initiated a ruthless trial that would cost her everything. As for my backstabbing best friend, currently parading around in my stolen clothes? She's next. They thought they could frame me and destroy me all over again. But they are about to learn a terrifying truth... This time, the real monster in the pack isn't the rogue. It's me.
The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

The 5-time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King

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?
The Vengeful Return Of His Unwanted Luna

The Vengeful Return Of His Unwanted Luna

I was bringing a cup of chamomile tea to my fated mate, Cameron, hoping to ease the growing distance between us. Instead, through the crack of his study door, I caught him tangling with my half-sister, Ana, on his desk. When I tried to flee the manor, I found the exits barricaded by his personal guards. It wasn't just an affair; it was a calculated coup. They hunted me down in the greenhouse. Ana crushed my hand with her stiletto, then threw herself into Cameron's arms the second he arrived, sobbing that I had tried to kill her. Without a shred of hesitation, my mate looked at me with pure disgust. "You have committed the highest treason. I strip you of your name and your standing." He brought a silver executioner's blade down on my shoulder, leaving me to bleed out in the dirt. As my life drained away, the bitterest regret tore at my soul. Five years ago in a deadly blizzard, I was the one who dragged his half-dead body to safety while wearing a bronze tusk mask. Ana had stolen my mask, my credit, and my mate. He had just brutally murdered his true savior for a lying Omega. Until I died, I couldn't accept that I had saved the man who would one day murder me. But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance. Opening my eyes, I was back in my bed, exactly one month before the night I died. This time, the weak, heartbroken girl is dead, and the huntress is awake.
The Substitute Bride Who Stole the Alpha's Cold Heart

The Substitute Bride Who Stole the Alpha's Cold Heart

For eighteen years, the Sinclair family kept me locked in their attic, treating me worse than a stray dog while their precious daughter lived like a princess. Then, they suddenly barged into my room with a desperate demand: I had to take her place and marry Alpha Brandon Ewing. He was known across the Dominion as a disfigured, crippled monster who would undoubtedly torture and kill a wolfless Omega like me within a week. The Sinclairs didn't care. They planned to let me die, then extort his pack for compensation in the name of grief. When I arrived at the Alpha's magnificent estate, his staff immediately tried to humiliate me. "Latecomers must enter through the servants' passage," the head housekeeper sneered, pointing to a rusted dog door. The elite guests laughed, waiting for me to break down in tears and crawl on my knees. They all thought I was just a pathetic sacrifice, a weak pawn meant to be broken and discarded by everyone. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. I didn't cry. Instead, I calmly extorted twenty million dollars from the Sinclairs, walked up to the Alpha's impenetrable iron gates, and ripped a one-ton granite statue from the ground. With a single swing, I smashed their grand entrance to pieces. I stepped over the ruins, ready to show my terrifying new husband exactly what kind of beast he had just married.
Rejected By The Heir, Claimed By The True Alpha

Rejected By The Heir, Claimed By The True Alpha

Today was supposed to be the day I bonded with Donn Carlisle, the heir of the Silver Moon Pack. For a Wolfless girl like me, it was supposed to be salvation. A name. A place. A future no one could take away. Then, minutes before the ceremony, I heard my stepsister giggle behind the altar. I found Donn with Brianda pressed against the ancient oak table where our vows were meant to be sealed. Her dress was hiked to her waist. His hands were on her body. And when Brianda saw me, she smiled, placed a hand on her swollen belly, and let me understand exactly how long they had been betraying me. Donn did not beg. He did not even look ashamed. He only adjusted his clothes and sneered, “You’re Wolfless. You can’t complete a true bonding anyway. This was only ever a formality.” So I burned the ceremonial veil. When the whole pack rushed in, I expected outrage. Instead, Donn’s mother blamed me for failing to keep my own man. Brianda sobbed that they were fated mates. My own family looked ready to drag me home and bury the scandal before it stained their precious golden daughter. They thought I would cry. They thought I would disappear. They forgot that a cornered woman has nothing left to lose. That night, I walked into the empty chambers of Ansel Carlisle, the legendary Alpha everyone believed dead. I took his silver-pommeled dagger, entered the family council, and cut open my palm before them all. “I pledge myself to the true Alpha,” I said. If they wanted to make me a discarded bride, I would make myself untouchable. I bound myself to a dead man and became Ansel Carlisle’s widow. Only Ansel was not dead. He came back from the northern border broken, unconscious, and trapped in a soul coma no healer could cure. The family called it a miracle. I called it a disaster. Because now I am not the widow of a fallen hero. I am the Luna of a living Alpha. And according to the healers, I may be the only one who can wake his wolf.
Abandoned By My Mate, Claimed By The Most powerful The Alpha King

Abandoned By My Mate, Claimed By The Most powerful The Alpha King

I was a wolfless Omega, despised by my family, but I thought my engagement to the respected Alpha Julian would finally bring me peace. But my half-sister Karmen drugged my tea and threw me into a derelict shed with three ruthless men. She wanted them to assault me, completely ruining my reputation. I fought them off and escaped into a hidden cave, only to be cornered by Karmen and my fiancé. They didn't come to save me. They came to catch me in the act. Seeing me with a strange, half-naked man I had accidentally fallen upon in the dark, Julian's eyes filled with absolute disgust. "You're pathetic. Hopeless," he snarled, ordering his guards to seize us both. He didn't care that I was the victim. He just wanted a public excuse to discard me. When we returned to the estate, I found my only friend in the house beaten half to death by Karmen, her body covered in grotesque bruises and left to rot with cheap mud poultices. I couldn't understand why my own flesh and blood wanted me destroyed. I had endured their cruelty for years, hoping for a sliver of peace. But seeing my friend's broken body, the last shred of my hope vanished, replaced by a cold, pure fury. What Karmen and Julian didn't know was that the "rogue" they caught me with wasn't a rogue at all. He was Cedric Bullock, the ruthless and legendary Alpha of the Northridge Pack, whom I had just saved from a deadly curse. When Julian proudly demanded a public rejection to humiliate me, I calmly accepted it. Then, I turned to the most dangerous man in the territory and made a deal. This time, I was going to burn my abusive family to the ground.