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Zeke never intended to find his mate, but when his father gives him an ultimatum, he has no choice but to leave his current lifestyle behind and change. However, transforming his ways proves challenging until he spots Jannie at the opening of his new nightclub. Suddenly, he becomes obsessed and inserts himself into every aspect of her life. On the other hand, Jannie finds Zeke to be strange and controlling. Zeke keeps showing up, unable to respect her space. Eventually, when she finally gives in to his advances, Zeke loses control and forcefully bites Jannie, turning her into a violent and enraged werewolf who will do anything to punish Zeke for cursing her for life. Jannie is relentless when she seduces his younger brother and searches for his enemies to build an alliance. Zeke will pay - regardless of cost!

-Welcome to the new world- Fifty years ago, an unknown source opened up the gates to hell, and demons, with the help of supernatural beings, scorched the earth. The humans have lost their power as the reign of the damned has taken over. "Hmm," Lord Kotzu said as he walked up before me. "She looks youthful, long hair and fair skin," the Lord mumbled as he circled me. "But not as curvy as I hoped, but she's not too thin either." He continued to mumble, and I felt violated by his words. He spoke as if I wasn't standing there. The circling stopped, and he came before me again. "Open your mouth," he commanded in a chilling tone. I looked over at my father, who nodded, urging me to comply. "Teeth look fine," the Lord muttered. "Please, remove your dress!" the Lord ordered. A wave of shame washed over me as my father gave a hesitant nod, yet I understood I had to comply with the Lord's demand. My body trembled as I slipped out of my dress, standing exposed before the men. I couldn't bring myself to meet my father's gaze. After an eternity of scrutiny, the Lord finally said, "Hmm, looks perky enough; you can get dressed now." "Albert?" Lord Kotzu inquired, turning his gaze toward my father. "Yes, my Lord," Father responded.  "Your daughter, Dawn, has been chosen to join the harem of the King of Rumania, Nicolaie Ilias Traian Costea V. She will be leaving with us immediately and will never return. Please take a moment to say your goodbyes. There's no need to pack anything; the King will provide for her every need." The Lord's words hit me like a sudden blow to the gut. What was going on? What could the King possibly want with me?

Abused and thrown away in a container, Mallory, eighteen years old, thinks that this is it; this is how her life is ending and what a tragic life it has been. But fate isn't done with her yet. Hunter Brown, a low-life gangster, is passing by an alleyway when he is alerted by the cries from a rolled-up carpet thrown in a container. She told him to let her die, but he decided to save her life. This is a novel about generations of secrets of the Wraith family being unfolded and an abused and broken girl who has to run for her life while trying to heal and start over. ________________________________________ Mallory walked into the dayroom, balancing a stack of dirty plates in her hands, each step echoing heavily on the floor. Seizing the moment, an uninterested Calvin Wraith decided to trip her as she passed by his seat, where he was engrossed in playing Snake on his phone. With a loud crash, Mallory stumbled and fell, sending the plates crashing to the ground and scattering everywhere. The commotion caught Mrs. Wraith's attention, and she rushed into the room, fuming with anger at the chaos. "Stupid girl!" Mrs. Wraith scolded and placed a hard slap across Mollory's face. With ringing ears and burning tears in her eyes, Mallory took a deep breath, striving to keep her voice steady as she pleaded, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Wraith. I'll clean this up right away." Lowering her gaze, she could hear Calvin snickering from the sofa, a smug grin on his face. "Yes, you will. I expect this room to be spotless in under an hour," Mrs. Wraith snapped, shoving Mallory aside before storming out. "Why did you do that?" Mallory asked, her voice strained as she looked up at Calvin after Mrs. Wraith had closed the door. Calvin stood up and moved closer, stopping just inches away from the frightened Mallory.

My heart was pounding hard inside my chest now. I could not move or look away when the man slowly removed a hoodie that had covered most of his face. I inhaled sharply when his dark eyes locked with mine, paralyzing me. My breathing got more strained, and heavy dizziness drowned me while his lips curved into an evil smile as everything around me faded. -------------------------------- Mary Oak had no idea who she was or where she was as she opened her eyes, lying on the cold, dark ground. The only memory she could recall was a dark, smirking silhouette standing before her across the street, whispering; Mary, Oh Mary...

He was the merciless and undefeated king of the Brigands and known as the black wolfman. She was the daughter of royalty; fair and ferocious with a wild soul. -------------- I never even wavered. All I ever wanted was to be in his heart, in his body, and his soul. I needed to feel him. Since I was his salvation, yet he was my soul.

This novel is signed exclusively to GO O D N O V E L! Handsome, sharp, and newly wealthy from an investment, Richard Underhill is qualified to enter a secret and very restricted gentleman's club, Aphrodite. Only a handful of selected men are adequate for entry into the gates of a world full of beauty, passion, and desirable women. One of these women catches Richard's heart in a beat. But there is one catch... Candice, aka. Harlee Moore is Aphrodite's highest-paid worker, and she is a pro at seducing the men, but you can look, not touch. After locking eyes with a certain gentleman on night, a very handsome one, Candice knows that she needs to protect her heart at all costs; because he makes it very clear that he wants her and he is hard to resist. But Candice has locked the door to her heart and thrown away the key a long time ago.