

After his first love died, Oscar hated me for ten years. I tried everything to soften him. Nothing worked. "If you really want to please me, go die." The words cut deep. But when the riot came, he threw himself in front of me and was hacked down where he stood. He stared at me as he bled out. "If only… my fated mate hadn't been you." At his funeral, his parents wept. "We should have let him be with Catherine. We forced him to marry her, all because of that damn prophecy." Windvale Pack lived by prophecy. Years ago, the Seer had foretold that if Oscar didn't take his fated mate as his bond-mate, disaster would fall on the pack. I was that fated mate. But now, everyone wished I never had been. Even me. I was driven from the funeral, hollow. Then the Moon Goddess descended. She offered me a chance—ten years back—on two conditions. I would not become Oscar's mate. I would prevent Catherine's death. I said yes without thinking.

"""Transfer my mate bond to Catherine,"" I told the Moon Goddess. ""He'll never have to look at me again."" Everyone in Windvale Pack knew I was Oscar's fated mate. The prophecy said he had to bond with me, or the pack would fall. So he did, and he hated me for ten years. Then a riot broke out. He threw himself in front of me and took eighteen blades. With his last breath, he said, ""If only my fated mate hadn't been you."" The Moon Goddess sent me back to the night before our marking ceremony. This time, I wrote Catherine's name on the application. I gave up my healing to break our bond. I gave blood until I collapsed to save the woman he loved. Then I left for Cero City without saying goodbye. He tore up the application. He defied his father, his pack, and the prophecy, then came after me with red eyes. ""Who said you could give me away?"" But he had already died for me once. This time, I would rather lose him than watch him bleed for me again."

After being betrayed and killed by her fiancé Marcus and her demigod half-sister, Althea—the most celebrated goddess of Olympus—is reborn on the day she must choose her husband. Instead of picking Marcus, she shocks every god by choosing his uncle—the powerful war god she's always called Uncle Alessandro. As her enemies crumble and a love no god dares name takes hold, is this sweet revenge… or a temptation even a goddess can't survive?

After college student Mandy Scott is abducted by human traffickers and forced into a remote mountain marriage, her mother, Gigi Lake, embarks on a relentless journey to find her. The isolated, lawless wilderness where Mandy is trapped makes any chance of rescue seem impossible. Yet Gigi, driven by fierce maternal love and unbreakable resolve, refuses to accept defeat.

In Newport City, undercover cop Ava Lennox infiltrates Blackstone Syndicate as a bodyguard to steal the money-laundering ledger and take down its leader Elena Thorne, who hides a police academy past. Elena spots Ava's combat talent, draws her close and sets mind games. Ava struggles between her police duty and the growing forbidden bond with Elena. Facing internal moles, Gallo plots and old ties with Marcus, the two survive ambushes and lies.

For the past two years, the Webb family has been plagued by misfortune. Before his death, Dylan Webb made a pact with Lance Norton, asking him to protect the family through its darkest days. At Dylan’s memorial ceremony, Lance arrives to fulfill that promise, but the family mistakes him for a blind swindler. They even force him to pay respects to the deceased Dylan.

The Philon family got a one-year deal for the Moon Goddess’s protection. But jealousy made them cross the line. When an elder ripped off her blindfold, a divine eagle struck him dead. Now, the deal is off, and a wave of disasters is coming to wipe out the family.

I made a deal with the demon for the man I love to reach his peak. The price was harsh: should he never love me in return, I’d have to give up my own life. Yet, after five years of marriage, my hope that his heart might soften towards me shattered completely. Instead of the love I yearned for, I was served divorce papers, a cold reminder of my failure. The demon came to collect its due, but in the twist of fate, a soul sacrificed her own to restore mine. Now that I’m back…

My lawyer fiancé, Owen, canceled our wedding fifty-two times.Every single time, it was because of his intern, Vanessa.He left me waiting alone on a beach, walked out in the middle of our ceremony, and gave Vanessa the time, attention, and gifts that should have been mine. But Owen was never afraid of losing me. For five years, no matter how deeply he hurt me, I always forgave him.After he abandoned me at the altar for the fifty-second time, I stopped asking why.I destroyed the wedding dress I had worn fifty-two times, quit the law firm where we had built our careers, emptied our apartment, and boarded a flight out of Ainsley.

For the past two months, I’ve been getting photos. Photos of my fated mate, Andrew, fucking his mistress, Crystal—a sultry omega. 【Dear Luna, Andrew left so many marks on me last night. He said I'm the only one who's ever made him feel a real orgasm.】 【Oh, and that famous soothing ability you're so proud of? I have it too. He says I can replace you completely now.】 【Don't worry, I'll take good care of your mate for you.】 In the photos, a smudge of Crystal's lipstick was a glaring stain on Andrew’s mate mark. Looking at those messages, disbelief curdled into despair, and finally, into a cold, hard numbness. Until tonight, when the Moon Goddess finally answered my desperate prayers. I could sacrifice half of my soothing gift for one chance to sever our mate bond on my own. In seven days, I will finally leave Andrew for good.