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Suddenly, the door burst open, flying a meter away from its position. A figure stood at the center of the doorway, his chest heaved heavily. His sharp claws glistened in the dim light. His raven black hair was ruffled, and his eyes were silvery grey. “Master…” I muttered, a small smile curved on my lips. ‘He came at last.’ The temperature dropped as his overbearing aura crept into every corner of the room. Damon didn’t charge or growl. He just walked forward slowly, calmly, as if he had all the time in the world. But something about him felt like the calm before a storm. “Close your eyes,” he said. His voice was so calm, as if everything was alright. Then came a sharp, horrifying sound like thick fabric tearing. A blood-chilling cry followed. “STOP! PLEASE! I didn’t touch her… I was wrong… please…!” Erik wailed. But another snap came, followed by a heavy thud against the ground.  “Touch what belongs to me…” Damon murmured. His voice was low, steady, and terrifying. “…And this is what you get.” A long silence followed. Then, slow footsteps echoed. “You’re safe now,” he said. He covered my body with his jacket and carried me out. The candle behind us flickered once more, casting one last glow on Erik’s bloodied remains… before it went out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent woman she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

Grace Harper has always been an outsider—raised in a wolf pack that never truly accepted her, adopted by an alpha with too many secrets. When her ex-boyfriend leaves her for his mate and the truth of her adoption comes to light, Grace knows she has to leave… or die trying. But her path to freedom slams into the Lycan King. Cold, powerful, and burdened by the ghosts of a past he refuses to share, Caine doesn’t want Grace in his world. He doesn’t believe she belongs in any world but her own. And yet, with fate tethering their souls, his control begins to crack. Grace never asked for his protection. She never asked to want him, either. But something ancient is waking, and the deeper she dives into the truth of her past, the more she realizes: maybe she was never meant to be free. Maybe she was meant to change everything. Starting with him. ---- *Grace of a Wolf* is the slightly unhinged romance between a human girl with inconvenient human morals and her mildly sociopathic fated mate—who also happens to be the Lycan King and has the emotional intelligence of a rock. Thankfully, their dangerously magnetic bond is (barely) balanced by found family chaos, a buttload of magic, and a fated mate connection that might actually kill her if they touch. Oops. Just when you think you’re reading *yet another werewolf story*, the plot and worldbuilding sneak up behind you with claws, teeth, and actual stakes. It’s slow-burn, emotionally messy, and laced with the kind of tension that could kill—or kiss—you. --- **WARNINGS:** R18: Smutty smut smut. Also, dark themes, including but not limited to: Murder, attempted murder, a stack of dead bodies, betrayal, mild sociopathy, an ML who appears to bathe in red flags despite his favorite color being green, an unwarranted hatred of blueberry muffins, and pillow thievery. A **slow burn**, spicy wolf shifter urban fantasy romance with a lot of random plot trying to knot-block everything. When the spice hits, please read responsibly. Thank you~ [WSA 2025 Contest Entry]

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter: CEO material, straight-A student, and the only Summers twin with a functioning frontal lobe. She’s survived nineteen years of sharing air and eyebrow genes with Eva — a walking fire hazard who once tried to toast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the estate ablaze. So when their parents arranged a marriage to Zeke Ford — the kingdom’s favorite golden boy and serial flirt — Ava reluctantly took one for the family. That is, until Eva pulled a fast one: she spiked Ava’s margarita, slid a shady contract under her nose, and next thing you know… Ava’s waking up married to the wrong twin. Enter Zach Ford — the kingdom’s coldest man alive, walking gloom cloud, and accidental husband. He hasn’t cracked a smile since his mysterious fiancée, Orihime, died under suspicious circumstances. The Ford family thought Eva’s chaotic sunshine might fix him. Too bad they accidentally married him to Ava: a neurotic perfectionist who schedules emotional breakdowns like business meetings. Now Ava has to: Pretend she's totally in love with her emotionally constipated husband. Survive polite society, royal gossip, and unwanted foot rub offers from Shen Wang — her rich, clingy, disturbingly hot suitor who thinks “No” is short for “Not yet.” Figure out if Orihime is actually dead… or just hiding better than Zach hides his feelings. It was supposed to be a PR move. Instead, it’s a rom-com with fake love, real secrets, one stolen car, and at least two murder mysteries. With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I Do: A chaotic enemies-to-lovers rollercoaster with tax fraud, unresolved trauma, and a love story that may or may not be court-admissible—because honestly, I am still in shambles on how to finish this novel without breaking me own phone screen or my heart. Let's see HAHAHA

"Forced to Be Yours, Mr. Devil" In the cutthroat world of business, Rudra Singhaniya, a powerful and enigmatic CEO, is known for his cold demeanor and ruthless decisions. But behind the successful facade lies a man burdened by past wounds and a life dictated by duty. Unbeknownst to the world, Rudra enters into a secret marriage with Anaya Malhotra, a young and innocent woman caught in the web of family expectations and societal pressure. Anaya, just twenty years old, finds herself thrust into a life she never imagined. Her marriage to Rudra is shrouded in mystery, known only to a select few, and kept hidden from the prying eyes of the public. While Rudra maintains a cold distance, Anaya struggles to navigate her new reality, torn between the fear of her husband’s icy exterior and the growing confusion of her feelings. As the media frenzy erupts over Rudra’s supposed single status and the shocking revelation of his broken engagement with Nisha Ahuja, the Singhaniya family must navigate the delicate balance of protecting their reputation while managing the fallout. The situation becomes even more complex as it is revealed that Nisha herself is secretly married to another man, Raj Chauhan, adding another layer of scandal to the already chaotic narrative. Within the walls of the Singhaniya estate, family dynamics shift as secrets are unearthed and alliances are tested. Komal Singhaniya, the matriarch, strives to maintain order, insisting that Anaya embrace her new role and move into Rudra’s room—a symbolic step towards accepting her marriage. However, not everyone is on board with this union. Aarav, Rudra’s younger brother, openly rejects the marriage, while Mr. Dev Singhaniya, the family patriarch, and Rudra’s grandmother stand firmly in support of the decision, believing in the strength of family unity. As the couple begins their life together, Anaya and Rudra are forced to confront the reality of their marriage. Sharing a room but not a bed, their interactions are marked by a tense coldness and unspoken emotions. Yet, beneath Rudra’s frosty exterior, there are glimpses of vulnerability and a hidden attraction towards Anaya that he refuses to acknowledge. Anaya, on the other hand, is confused and intimidated by Rudra’s aloofness, yet she finds herself drawn to him in ways she cannot explain. Amidst the turmoil, Anaya must find her footing in a world of power plays and hidden agendas. Will Rudra ever open up to her, or will his dark past keep him locked in a world of solitude? And can Anaya break through the barriers that surround her husband’s heart, or will their marriage remain a hollow contract bound by duty and secrecy? "Forced to Be Yours, Mr. Devil" is a gripping tale of love, power, and the complexities of human relationships. Set against the backdrop of high society and corporate intrigue, it explores the journey of two souls bound by circumstances, yet yearning for something more—a love that can heal old wounds and bring light to even the darkest of hearts.

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

In a world ruled by dominant males, Velvet Grayfang becomes the first-born female Alpha in her bloodline. But power comes at a price—her control remains unawakened, her pack teeters on the edge of rebellion, and suitors are circling, eager to claim her… or crush her. Then he arrives. Lucien Thorn.The Dark Alpha. A Danger. He says he came for her. He says they’re fated. And that his bite will awaken her true power. But Velvet isn’t sure what’s more dangerous, the war outside her gates... or the heat building between her legs.

In an unexpected accident, Davis Allen had lost his legs, his freedom and his position as the heir of the Allen family. His life became lonely and frozen but a forced union With Jessica Brown became a turning point.... Jessica Brown, an unloved and unwanted daughter is traded to marry a crippled in place of her half sister and the future of the company while the perpetrators' will have to sit back and enjoy the glory.... Why should it be so? Why does she have to bear the suffering when she is the elusive Doctor Sica, the famous Lady Bright and the unparalleled stock god ...

Two great bloodlines-Silverthorne and Vera-once ruled in a delicate balance of power, light and shadow, unity and flame. But betrayal sparked a war that burned across realms, ending in ruin. The Silverthornes were hunted to near extinction, and the veil between worlds-once guarded by ancient magic-was left cracked and bleeding. Scarlet Everen was only nine when it all fell apart. Her memories of that night are hazy: fire in the sky, screams in the dark, her father's final howl, and the feeling of her magic slipping from her like water. Her name, her legacy, her truth-they were buried beneath protective enchantments and the ordinary human world. Raised in the small, seemingly normal town of Thornhollow by her grandmother Lucia, Scarlet has spent years pretending to be just another college student. A girl with secrets. A girl with claws. Now, at twenty-two, Scarlet is beginning to unravel. The supernatural is stirring again-wolves, witches, vampires, and things far darker are surfacing in the halls of Silverthorne University. Students are disappearing. Shadows move where they shouldn't. And a transfer professor, Alec Anders, stalks the edges of Scarlet's world with golden eyes that ignite something long-buried inside her. He knows more than he should. He's dangerous. Familiar. And when their paths collide, Scarlet begins to recover pieces of a childhood she was never meant to remember-and the truth of what she is: not just a werewolf, not just an enchantress, but something rarer. Something hunted. As her powers awaken and long-lost memories begin to resurface, Scarlet is thrust into a web of secrets, betrayals, and burning desire. Torn between the boy who claims to protect her and the one who might destroy her, Scarlet must decide if she's willing to reclaim the fire in her blood... or if hiding in the ashes is safer after all. Because the war never truly ended. And this time, it's coming for her.

Woven into the fabric of society, they amble earth just like humans do. You won’t see them unless they allow it. Even the full moon can't unveil their nature like it used to. They’ll fool you; those wolf shifters. They fooled the exceptionally intelligent Rosemary Reed. Cursed or… Perhaps blessed was the day the veil dropped before her eyes, and one single date with a charming stranger was all it took, thus shattering the illusion of reality she beheld through her human eyes. Left with no other choice in order to protect herself and her loved ones, Rose leaps headfirst in the abysses of a world that stood on its own axioms. Fortunately for her, she does not have to walk that path alone. From a complete stranger to far more than she ever wanted him to be, ‘til the flames of their forbidden love burned too bright to smother. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Updating once a week for now. -The novel does include some dark themes, violence, blood and sexual content- You may contact me on discord here: mavisruss

She was born broken. He was locked away. Together, they may be the end—or the beginning. Sheila McTwain has always been the shame of her powerful werewolf family—a twin without a wolf, a girl who never shifted, a disgrace marked by weakness. But when she’s abandoned to die at the cursed border of Silverstone, the land whispered to hold a mad, immortal lycan king, fate begins to unravel in ways no one could have foreseen. What should have been the end becomes the beginning of an ancient prophecy. Inside Sheila lies something long buried: a fragment of the Moon Goddess Selene’s very soul. As it stirs awake, memories not her own return, visions of a love that shattered the world—and a betrayal that nearly destroyed it. Now, hunted by shadows, haunted by a past she doesn’t understand, and drawn toward a man the world calls a monster, Sheila must uncover the truth about who she is… and what she was born to become. Because the Devourer is watching. The seals are breaking. And if she fails… All mythical races will fall with her.

An, a young writer with a broken past, moves to a strange city hoping to start over. But life takes an unexpected turn when she runs into Khánh—the man who once left her without a word. Their sudden reunion stirs up memories, questions, and unhealed wounds she thought she had long buried. She, who had stopped writing, begins again. At first, with hesitation. Then with truth. Digging through old letters she never sent, An starts to tell her story—not just on paper, but to herself. A story without names. A story about letting go, not out of forgetting, but out of understanding. Khánh doesn’t ask for forgiveness. He doesn’t explain. But he shows up—with silence, with presence, and one day, with a blank notebook—inviting her to finish the story however she wants. Their meetings aren’t about rekindling love, but about quietly acknowledging the scars they both carry. Between conversations left unfinished and pages slowly filled, they learn: some stories are not meant to return to the past, only to be understood, and then released. This is not a tale of reconciliation. It’s a quiet journey of healing—through words, through silence, and through the kind of love that doesn’t need to stay to be real.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

A thousand years ago, the God of War fell in love with the Fox Clan's Lady—Qing Yue, a nine-tailed spirit of unmatched beauty and power. But betrayal shattered their love. Qing Yue died believing he was the one who betrayed her. Now reborn as Li Hua, she returns to the Celestial Palace in secret, disguised as a servant. Her goal: revenge. But the past hides darker truths. The Moon Goddess conspires. The Demon God’s seal weakens. And the man she vowed to hate still mourns her. When love and vengeance collide, will the truth be enough to save the realms—or will it destroy them both?

He was sent to kill her. Instead, he claimed her. When the feared Blackfang Mafia Pack raids Selene’s quiet border town, she expects to die like the others. But fate has a different cruelty in mind. The man who captures her—Darius Valtore, cold-blooded Alpha and ruthless mafia enforcer—is the one fate has bound her to. His orders are clear: mark the girl, then end her. Because Selene carries a forbidden bloodline—the cursed Moonblood legacy, and everyone who bears it is marked for death. But Darius doesn’t kill her. He chains her in his estate, locks her behind walls, and tells himself he’ll do it later. Yet each day she survives, she chips at the armor he’s spent a lifetime building. And the longer she stays alive, the more dangerous it becomes—for both of them. She was never meant to be his mate. He was never meant to feel anything at all. But hate burns close to passion. And sometimes, the deadliest thing of all… is the bond you were forced to break.

"Sell your pride. Sign your body. And I’ll make you a star." Kim Jihoon has one goal—to become an actor. He’s got the looks, the talent, and the drive. But in a cutthroat industry run by wolves in silk suits, dreams don’t come true without a price. Especially for someone like him—a hidden Rare omega with powers in a world where second genders are outlawed, controlled, or sold. Desperate to care for his chronically ill little brother, Jihoon agrees to a contract with the cold, magnetic billionaire Kang Ryu—CEO of the country’s most powerful entertainment agency… and a secret Dorminant Alpha with a taste for pretty things he can own. The terms are clear: Jihoon will debut under Ryu’s protection. In return, he’ll live in his penthouse, wear his collar, and warm his bed. No attachments. No freedom. No escape. But Jihoon isn’t the fragile pet Ryu expected—and Ryu isn’t just a predator in a suit. Underneath all the dominance is a man spiraling into obsession, hiding scars even darker than Jihoon’s past. And when heat cycles start to burn, instincts clash, and secrets about their bloodlines awaken, hate turns to hunger, and the rules of the game begin to break. Because Jihoon didn’t just sign away his body—he signed away his fate. His fate which already belong to him;

Opal and her four brothers—Ash, Brooks, Ridge, and Forrest—are quintuplets born into a powerful werewolf pack. Their 18th birthday brings more than just their first shift—it unlocks extraordinary powers, setting them apart from the rest of their kind. But with this new strength comes danger. Azeala, a dangerous witch with a vendetta against their bloodline, is hunting them.

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “Fuck, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs and realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past, a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.

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***This is BOOK 2 under the FAKE DATING SERIES*** ____________________ COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved. No portion of this publication may be reproduced, copied, stored, transmitted, adapted, translated, or distributed in any form or by any means, including but not limited to electronic, digital, or online media, without the prior written consent of the author. Unauthorized use, duplication, or dissemination of any part of this work will constitute a violation of copyright law and may result in legal action. _____________________ Shanaya Thakur had a plan! A neatly color-coded, perfectly curated, bullet-journal-approved kind of plan. The kind of plan with checkboxes, motivational quotes scribbled in the margins, and an unhealthy number of post-its. She was going to become Mumbai’s best, boldest, badass lawyer, land a coveted job at the ridiculously prestigious BR Advocates — a firm so elite it practically air-kissed lesser mortals — and slowly take over the world, one perfectly argued case at a time. Shanaya wasn’t just ambitious. She was capital-A Ambitious. And maybe a little dramatic, excessively sarcastic, and allergic to bullshit. So naturally, when she nailed every single requirement BR Advocates asked for — top of her class? Check. Ruthless work ethic? Double check. A sharp tongue capable of verbally decimating anyone who doubted her? Triple, sparkly check — she figured the job was practically hers. Until the firm pulled a surprise. A New hiring rule: Only experienced, married applicants will be considered. Married? As in, spouse? Legal binding married? She blinked. Holy crap! And sure, Shanaya might have aggressively whispered ‘burn it all down’ under her breath in the middle of HR’s lobby. And yes, she might have chucked a high heel at her vision board. But desperation breeds creativity. And Shanaya Thakur? She was nothing if not dangerously creative when backed into a corner. Which is how the idea was born. Find a husband! Any husband! In two weeks. Which brings us to Yuvaan Grewal: Six-foot-something of maddening calm, devastating looks, and a talent for making tailored suits look illegal. President of Sauvé, one of India’s most successful product companies, Yuvaan is brilliant, emotionally detached, and permanently single — by choice. A choice his mother hates. After dodging fifty arranged proposals, eighty dates, and roughly a hundred aunties armed with lovely girls from nice families, Yuvaan’s perfected the art of politely refusing romance and staying unmarried. Until one scandal, a series of hilariously unfortunate coincidences, and one very desperate law graduate with excellent cheekbones land them both in a situation neither of them asked for: A fake marriage. It’s supposed to be simple. A business arrangement. A temporary fix. But with Shanaya’s sharp mouth, Yuvaan’s smoldering glares, and a growing list of almost-kisses they both pretend not to remember — things are about to get complicated. Because what happens when the one person you swear you can’t stand starts feeling alarmingly like home? And Love ? That was never part of the plan. But then again… when is it ever? _____________________ DISCLAIMER: The book contains mature content, so please read under the parental guidance. Also, the cover illustration belongs to original creator. NOT me. The cover page was modified using online tools. The story is slow burn, so please bear with the plot. ______________________

After the war, the world belongs to the creatures. And it has been a century since the downfall of humankind. Lyra Ellison has spent her life underground—hiding, surviving, dreaming. Just like the human race, she’s never seen the sky. Never felt the warmth of sunlight. All she wants is a taste of freedom… and maybe to be an actress like those on TV. But things change in a drastic turn. A single night. A Red Moon Party. A desperate escape—straight into the arms of Julian Czarnel, the last High Vampire and the very monster who helped bring humanity to its knees. He doesn’t kill her. He claims her. As his fated mate. As his wife. As the last hope of his dying race. But Lyra isn’t the type to surrender. Not to be a babymaker. Not to desire. Not even to the vampire who sets her blood on fire with every touch. He may own the world above. But her heart? That’s still hers. Until love begins to blur the line between captor and protector… and Lyra starts to wonder: What if the monster who ruined her world… is also the one who might save her?