“Did you think about me?” His voice is low, smooth, the kind of tone that could melt steel. I swallow hard, barely able to find my voice. “I couldn’t stop.” Ric steps closer, his body brushing mine, and his hand lifts to cup my jaw. “Good,” he murmurs, his thumb grazing my lip. “Because I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” He leans in, his lips hovering just over mine. But before I can lose myself in the kiss, he pulls back slightly, his eyes narrowing. “Who was that man you were talking to earlier?” The question is sharp, possessive. “Chris? He’s just an old co-star,” I say, caught off guard by the shift. “Why?” “Because I didn’t like the way he was looking at you,” Ric says, his thumb brushing my lip again, silencing me. “Like he had a chance.” I blink, a shiver running down my spine. I shouldn’t like this. I shouldn’t like the way Ric is possessive, the way he’s so intensely focused on me. But it makes me feel desired in a way I haven’t felt in years. My heart hammers in my chest, and I can’t deny that I want him more because of it. “There’s nothing between us,” I say softly, placing my hand on his chest. “Only you.” “Good. Because if you're just fooling around, you picked the wrong man,” he announces in a dangerously low whisper. *** On the brink of her second wedding anniversary, Natalie Jones uncovers a devastating betrayal—her husband, Michael Cooper, embraced passionately with his mistress. Confronting him in a dimly lit restaurant, Nat exposes his scheme to marry her for her father’s fortune and storms out, her heart shattered but her resolve unbroken. Ric Steward, on the other hand — billionaire and philanthropist — never expected his evening to ignite with scandal. When he sees Natalie—radiant, powerful, and on the edge of a breakdown—he’s immediately captivated. Their fiery, forbidden attraction is challenged when Ric learns she’s the daughter of a longtime friend. But that doesn’t stop Nat. It only makes her want Ric more…

Years ago, Evelyn Sinclair watched her parents' love story unravel into heartbreak after a tragedy that shattered their family and left her once-idolised vision of love in ruins. Since then, she’s kept her distance, even keeping her boyfriend away from her parents, and she’s managed to keep it that way — until a family health scare calls her back home. She reluctantly moves in, leaving her boyfriend less than thrilled…especially with the return of Jude Hamilton, her first love from highschool and next-door neighbour. But Jude isn’t just an old flame — he’s closer to her family than she’d like. Just as she’s settling back into her hometown, her boyfriend arrives, demanding introductions and putting her heart in a whirlwind. As old feelings reignite, Evelyn finds herself at a crossroads: between the shaky future she’s built and the home, and the love she thought she’d left behind. Will she stay with the life she's created, or dare to rekindle what was lost?

"I, Alec Tawr of Lunar Crest pack, reject you, Elara Wildewood, of Lunar Crest pack," he utters, his voice cutting through the silence. The words sear into my soul, and my heart shatters, broken pieces scattering within me. The pain consumes me, wrapping its icy tendrils around my spirit. “Why?” I ask, letting out a painful cry as my knees give away and I collapse to the floor. Does he think that I agreed to marry Prince Magnus willingly? That I don’t wish to be with him? “Why?” I repeat. He blinks and I see him shiver as he clenches his jaw. “Just accept the rejection, El. Make it stop,” he says, his voice sharp and hard. I allow myself to cry, letting the tears cascade down my cheeks until I’m a sobbing mess. “I can’t. I want you.” He clutches his chest and I hate to see him hurting. “It’s not possible. Please accept the rejection.” And so I do it. “I, Elara Wildewood of Lunar Crest pack, accept your rejection.” ---- Elara Wildewood knows her life is doomed when she is forced to step in as the substitute bride for Magnus Blackwell, the disabled and cruel Prince of Caelondor. After she is rejected by her mate, she has no choice but to accept her fate. However, after she's wed, she finds out that the truth is not as it seems and the grand palace of Caelondor holds a lot more intrigue and secrecy than she anticipated earlier. Trapped in a web or lies and deception, Elara decides to take control of her life and trains to become stronger. As she gains the admiration of her court, she also attracts the Prince attention's who will stop at nothing to keep her safe.

I glare at him, fighting the urge to reach across the table and slap that smug look off his face. “What do you want from me?” His gaze intensifies, and he leans back, crossing his arms over his chest. “I want you. Back in my life, back in my bed. Where you belong.” “Belong?” I spit the word out, my hands trembling with anger. “I’m not something you own, Rhys.” “It’s a start,” he says, his voice unwavering. “And I know you, Cassie. Deep down, you still feel the same way I do. You can’t deny it.” *** Rhys Sinclair had shattered Cassandra Howard's world six years ago, leaving her heartbroken and pregnant. He had abandoned her for his first love, severing all ties and leaving Cassie a devastated wreck. But Cassie had found the strength to move on. She had endured the harshness of life, raising her daughter, Evie, on her own with fierce determination and boundless love. Now, out of the blue, Rhys Sinclair had walked into the local diner where she worked, demanding a place back in her life. He had no idea that the daughter he had left behind even existed, his audacity slicing through her hard-earned peace like a knife. The sight of him brought a flood of memories—both sweet and bitter—crashing down, and she struggled to keep her composure as emotions she thought she'd buried long ago began to surface.

"You\'re an idiot," she whispered against his lips, smiling. "There\'s nothing more I want. Nothing less. I only want you. And if that means fighting against the world, I\'ll do it in a heartbeat–if you\'re by my side." *** The island of Bellpond is a welcoming place for tourists—and a home to werewolves. Vanessa Martin, a member of the Silver Crescent pack knows that Jordan Hale is the forbidden fruit—someone off limits. He belongs to the rival pack. And yet, she\'s attracted to him in ways she cannot explain. When a tragedy befalls him, Nessa wants to be there in some way to comfort him. She goes out of her way, ignoring all words of advice and warnings from her peers and her grandma and soon, a friendship blossoms between them. The smooth wheel rolling down breaks when they find a body washed up on the shore, and soon a couple more follow, piling up. Nessa and Jordan pair up, vowing to get to the bottom of this, but as they investigate more, they realise the matter is more sinister than they expected. Will they stop and expose those involved in these gruesome murders or fall down the rabbit hole trying to uncover the mystery?