"Benjamin! I swear, I never cheated on you. I am a pure woman. I never let anyone touch me. Please, believe me." Charlotte was on her knees, begging her husband to believe her Innocence. But he only looked at her with anger and disgust in his eyes for her. "Do you think I am a fool? If you didn't cheat? If you are that innocent? How come you are pregnant? Is that the reason why you didn't let me touch you in four months of our marriage?" Benjamin yelled at her, hatred dipped from his eyes for Charlotte. "I don't know anything! But please, believe me. I never cheated on you." Charlotte cried, trembling with fear. "That's it! I can't live with an unfaithful woman. I am divorcing you. Get your ugly face out of my sight and never show me your face again, you slut." Without listening to her pleas, Benjamin slapped the divorce papers. ---------------- Charlotte was full of life. With so many dreams in her eyes, she was looking forward to having a bright future. Until an arrogant man laid his eyes on her. And everything changed in her life. She was forced to marry the man she hated the most. When she thought nothing worse could happen to her, she found out that she was pregnant.

*“I want to despise him. I want to flee from him. And at some point, I want to make him feel even the slightest bit of the pain he causes me. But all my body wills me to do is submit to him. His touch sets fire to my body, and I can't resist it, even though it comes with unbearable pain. I am a mess without him, without his touch, without his intoxicating aura, without the comforting scent of him. I am a sucker for my killer-to-be's touch.”* Laura's nightmare of years ago resurfaces when Maximo Rochetti, having haunted her for four years, captures her. In her attempt to escape, she encounters a car accident and loses her memory. Abducted by the Pakhan of Bratva and trained to be the Pakhan's slave, Laura is auctioned off to the highest bidder in the auction. Laura is happy for having been taken out of the Pakhan captive, bought by a bidder that gives her butterflies. She realizes her life has only gone from bad to worse when her master suddenly claims her father murdered his sister. What will be her fate when she finds he's out to wreak vengeance on her?

Autumn Sanders had always known that she was different, but it wasn't until she stumbled into the pack of Alpha Luka Morrison, the most brutal and feared werewolf pack in the world, that she realized how different she truly was. A hybrid werewolf and witch, Autumn unknowingly possesses powers that could upset the delicate balance of the supernatural world. Luka, the ruthless and unyielding Alpha, has no interest in finding a mate. But when Autumn unwittingly becomes the target of a rival pack and Luka's own father proposes a war to remove Luka from power, his hardened heart begins to soften. As Luka and Autumn navigate their growing feelings for one another, they come to realize that the fate of their world rests in their hands. With danger around every corner, Luka and Autumn must do whatever it takes to protect their pack and their love, even if it means sacrificing everything they hold dear. Will they be able to overcome their differences to save themselves and their world from the terrors that lay ahead?

I didn't call out again but his scent was still wafting over with the wind. I knew he was standing just a few feet to my left. I sat down on the deck and continued moon gazing. I was acutely aware of the presence of my mate just a few steps away. The sound of light footsteps came towards me slowly and I stiffened. He stood under the dim light of the deck and I could feel his eyes on me so I looked up. And met Hazel orbs that were a deep forest green. "What are you doing out here?" His voice was low but deep. "I wanted some fresh air," I mumbled but he seemed to have heard me. I was surprised that he talked to me willingly. He didn't answer. He just stood there and continued looking at me. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Why do you ask?" "Nothing. It's just that..." I hesitated and he raised a brow at me in question so I finished off, "You were gone for so many days and I was a bit worried." "Why would you be? It's not like what I do concerns you." He rolled his eyes. I tried to ignore the stinging sensation in my chest from his words. Tried... "But it does. You're..." I trailed off when I noticed the glare he sent my way, "my mate." I finished off. He growled at me and the next thing..

"You, my dear, will be going to help us to decide that. You will pick a king." "Say what now?" "I'm not going to repeat it since I know that you have heard me." "Fine! You want me to decide?! Nate!" I pointed to prince Nathaniel, if I remember correctly. He was slightly taken aback and a confused expression was replaced. "Do you want to be a king?" "I...uh...Yes?" He said. Unsure of his answer. It made me wonder if the expression on my face had forced him to say yes. "Good. Then you'll be the king. "What!? But that's not how you decide it!" PRINCE Ace said. "Fine! You're all kings. In fact, we ALL can be kings!" **** She's Rosalie Amber Stan. A simple teenage girl, who made a wish to have a more adventurous life, was a victim of an abduction by the Fae queen to a different realm. She was brought to a castle with 5 supernatural princes, who are fighting for the throne. The queen gave her a task to be the one to choose the future heir to their kingdom. Little did she know that the queen only wanted one thing from her and the princes: Romance. Between a sparkly wizard, a rude obnoxious elf, a flirty vampire, and a couple of twin trouble-making wolf princes; Is there real

Driven by his overwhelming anger, Traiver abducted the only daughter of the hunters who killed his parents. He would finally get it—the vengeance he lust to have more than his thirst to drink blood. Consumed with rage and hatred towards the hunters who mercilessly killed his parents right before his eyes, Traiver vowed to himself he will get his revenge, by hook or by crook. And then, Navelle came. The hunters' daughter. The perfect person he could vent his anger on. ~ “Tell me. What did you do to earn this punishment?” She shook her head and closed her eyes shut. “I do not want to repeat myself, dear prey. Or do you want me to double the punishment I've prepared for you?” She sobbed as fear crept to her chest. “Now, tell me.” “B-Because... because you told me t-to s-stop crying, but I didn't.” “Good girl,” he praised. “Look at me.” She reluctantly did. Her innocent teary, big eyes met his crimson ones. “Do you want to know what punishment you will get?” She bit her lower lip as tears continued to stream down on her already wet cheeks. He lifted his hand and wiped her tears. “Do you?” “Y-Yes...”