

Seraphina once believed she was the only true love of the vampire prince Alistair. Five years ago, when her fiancé was caught having an affair with Isabella, it was Alistair who saved her and promised her eternity. Yet when she was pregnant and attacked by werewolves, Alistair abandoned her, transferred away all the healers, and caused the death of their child. Over the following five years, Alistair continued to favor Isabella. In the end, Seraphina’s heart completely died. She faked her own death and left—only for fate to bring them together once more.

Reborn on the cusp of an interclan marriage that crowns the next world ruler—via the first hybrid heir—Rowena watches her scheming sister Clara steal her former wolf mate Jax. Betrayed and burned alive in her past life by Clara, Rowena spurns the wolf clan to wed the feared Vampire King Thorne, a mysterious figure who once tried to save her. As Clara’s desperate bid for power unravels in chaos, Rowena uncovers Thorne’s hidden strength—and a love that defies death, rewriting her fate and the future of all clans.

"For ten years, Elena loved Jason with everything she had. The day she finally became pregnant, she expected the happy ending she'd always dreamed of. Instead, she caught her husband and his pregnant mistress in their marital bed. His pregnant mistress mocks Elena to her face. When Elena looks to her husband for an explanation, he coldly orders her to leave the room. When Jason ordered Elena to leave the room for his lover... something inside her finally broke. She spent ten years loving him. Now she'll spend the rest of her life making him regret losing her."

After the werewolf leader Akasha was forced into suicide by the vampire Eric, her soul was transferred into the body of a recently deceased girl by the Grim Reaper. The Reaper offered her a deal: if she married Eric within 49 days, she could be brought back to life. Reluctant at first, Akasha's resolve hardened when she learned of her family's fate at the hands of the new leader, Francis. Driven by vengeance, she reluctantly agreed to strike a bargain with the Grim Reaper.

Forced by her father’s betrayal, Elara shatters Hadrian’s heart by pretending to choose another man.Six years later, she is secretly raising her sick son, while Hadrian has risen as the ruthless Vampire King.When they meet again, old hatred ignites with a love neither of them ever buried.

Desperate to rewrite her tragic past, Rowena dumps her abusive werewolf fiancé for a seemingly destitute vampire. Little does she know, her new husband is the all-powerful King of the Dark Night.Together, they will unleash hell on the treacherous sister determined to steal Rowena's destiny.

On our fifth wedding anniversary, I nestled in the arms of my vampire husband, Alaric, and offered my neck to his lingering kisses. My breath caught as my hand fumbled in my pocket for the pregnancy test crystal. It glowed faintly, showing a clear positive result. I planned to reveal my pregnancy as my final surprise for the night: we were going to have a half-vampire child of our own. Alaric's confidant, Roman, grinned suggestively and asked in the Old Tongue of the Kindred: ""Your Highness, and what of your childhood friend, the beautiful pureblood Elise? Does she satisfy you?"" Alaric's mocking laughter rumbled against my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied in the same Old Tongue: ""Like fire, wild and intensely hot. The harder you bite, the sweeter she yields."" His fingertip was still tracing the bite marks on my neck, but his gaze was far away. ""Just be sure to keep this quiet. I'd be ruined if my dear wife found out."" The clansmen chuckled, raising their blood-filled goblets to pledge their secrecy. The warmth in my blood ran to ice. They had forgotten. Born of a noble human line that had intermarried with the Kindred for generations, I was fluent in their Old Tongue. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect hostess's smile plastered on my face, but the hand gripping my glass began to tremble. Alaric probably thought that if I found out, I would cry and demand to know why he treated me this way, just as I had before. But what he didn't know was that this time, everything was different. The marriage contract was void. I sent a message to my father: ""Father, I've lost the bet. I am coming home to inherit the family estate.""

Betrayed by her fated mate and adoptive sister, a Moon Goddess descendant dies after losing her rare bloodline. Reborn before her mating ceremony, she rejects her arrogant Alpha mate and chooses Caesar Voss, the Vampire King and werewolves’ enemy.Armed with the Moon Goddess Ring, she begins her path of revenge.

After the great war between humans, vampires, werewolves, and elves, an agreement was made that hybrid offspring would rule the world. Every century, alliances through marriage between humans and those three clans would decide the next ruler. Whoever bore the first hybrid child would claim power for their line. In my previous life, I chose to marry Jax, the eldest son of the werewolf pack, known for his fierce loyalty. I gave birth to our hybrid son, a white-furred pup we named Zeal. Our child became the next world ruler, and Jax gained immense power. My sister had lusted after the elves' beauty and married into their clan. But the elf prince slept with every female in the forest. In the end, my sister caught a disease that left her barren. Jealous and bitter, she set a fire that burned me and my young pup alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the racial alliances. My sister had already slept with Jax first. I knew she had been reborn too. But she didn't know that Jax was brutally savage with his mates, having torn countless she-wolves apart in his bed during his ruts.