Book Ranking List of Dreame
A contract marriage to her hot billionaire boss, for three years Marrin Reeves is seen as Calvin Reeves loving wife. They are the dubbed as the Dream Couple of Huston's wealthy elite society. But no one knows it's all a lie. She's just contracted to make him look like a family man. After three years of marriage, Calvin puts divorce papers in front of her, he wants a no contest divorce. Which she will agree to, but only on her own terms. She wants cash, not the house, she wants everything paid out before the divorce is final and she wants Calvin to take her to the airport when he sends her away for good; out of the country, never allowed to return. A one-way trip to Italy. Along with the one thing she's never gotten inside their marriage. She wants just one kiss, a real kiss goodbye, from the man she loves, before divorcing her. The plane crashes, and Marrin is never seen again. Calvins obsession to find Marrin turns dark when he finds out she was never on the plane but faked a call to his answering machine, one of her screaming in fear and the sounds of the plane crashing; she played him for a fool those three years, and then took him for 16 million dollars in their divorce settlement, now he knows why she insisted on a cash settlement she was just after his money. He wants his money back and to punish her for putting him through all the anguish and guilt of believing she was on that plane, that he sent her to her death; when she wasn't even on the plane. Other women then start turning up in his life telling him they are his missing wife. They had amnesia and have just regained their memory. Trying to get him to take them in, he knows it's only for his money. Because none knows that his and Marrin's marriage was a sham bar he and his lawyer. That they got a divorce, it was never publicised. Where is Marrin? Can he find her and make her pay. Eight years later and Calvin comes face to face with Marrin's doppelganger; one Marilyn Riddley an author of fantasy romance, in his city of Huston; for a book signing. His obsession with finding Marrin sees him become dark and twisted in his new obsession; to make one Marilyn Riddley admit she is Marrin Reeves or a lookalike just out to try and steel his billions. Can Marily Riddley escape the Marrin Obsessed Calvin Reeves or is there something more to the story? She has her own mysterious past: something she herself has no memory of, she woke up eight years ago in a West Virginia hospital told she'd had a horrific car accident, that has left her body cover in scars.
I was shocked to discover that my fiancé had married someone else just three weeks before our wedding was to be held. So I'm going to do everything in my power to ruin the business I worked so hard to grow. I've done everything to turn his business into the success it is today. I poured my money, heart, and soul into it. I allowed him to use my designs and even brought investors in to help grow the company. Only to find out that the thanks I get is discovering how he plans to take everything away from me, and make me a mistress. The invitations were mailed out almost two months ago. The story I allowed Roger to believe about me being an orphan was a lie. In our family, we have to weed out the ones who want to be with us for our money. So I created the persona that I needed in college to reflect that. I had carried my mother's maiden name all through my school years. Just hearing I'm a Caldwell would have had people all over me. I couldn't tell him the truth until after our wedding, but now there won't be a wedding. He has already married Sasha, his first love. I'm not going to run away and lick my wounds. I'm going to inflict much larger wounds on him. Not physically, but I'm going to take away what he values most, his company and his reputation. I'm going to get back at his family who always treated me badly because I wasn't 'worthy enough' to be a part of their family. I'm not going to stop until he realizes that his success was entirely because of me. But by that time, it will be much too late for regret.
Six years ago, I gave everything to the boy who set my world on fire, my heart, my body, my trust. The next day, he vanished without a word. Since then, life hasn’t been kind. I buried my parents in the same week I brought my newborn son home from the hospital. At just eighteen, I became a mother and a guardian to my fifteen-year-old sister, barely surviving the weight of it all. When I finally thought I found stability in a loving husband, I discovered he was living a double life, with another woman. Now, my son, Jaxon, is acting out, angry at the world and carrying wounds I can’t heal. After yet another phone call from the school, this time, expulsion. I knew we couldn’t keep pretending things were okay. We needed a fresh start. I never expected that fresh start to lead me to a sleepy mountain town hiding a dangerous secret… or to him. Because this town borders a hidden pack of wolf shifters, and their alpha is none other than the boy who disappeared six years ago. The same boy who doesn’t know he left me with more than a broken heart… He left me with his son. Warning! This story is a reverse harem and contains explicit group scenes throughout, including some BXB scenes.
Olivia discovered a truth that shattered her heart. For three years, she had believed Ethan to be her destined mate, only to overhear him confess to another: "Olivia is beautiful, certainly, but I pursued her only because she resembles Cassandra. All these years, I've merely been searching for Cassandra's shadow in her." That night, with trembling fingers, she dialed a number she had sworn never to call again. "Father," her voice barely a whisper, "I agree to return home for the arranged mating." Later, at the grand gathering of packs, Ethan's face paled when he saw Olivia enter not as the meek wolf he thought he knew, but as the rightful Alpha heiress to the Winters pack—the most powerful werewolf lineage in the northern territories. His mind fractured at the revelation... On the night Olivia had fled her ancestral home to escape the arranged mating, Connor Rivers, Alpha of the feared Rivers pack, had watched her with inscrutable eyes. "Liv," he had promised, his voice low and dangerous, "someday you'll return to my side willingly." Rumors whispered that the powerful Rivers Alpha was cold, cruel, and had never taken interest in any she-wolf. Olivia had believed these tales without question. Until later, when she discovered just how passionate Connor Rivers could truly be behind closed doors.
I don’t have a single memory of my mother; she died bringing me into this world. But every recollection I do have is scorched with the presence of my father—his fists, his boots, the searing pain of his belt. I wear his anger like a second skin, every bruise branding me as guilty. He is the Alpha of the Crystal River Pack: looming, broad-shouldered, a shadow of terror in every room. For fifteen relentless years, he has looked at me with the same haunted fury—as if I were the executioner who stole his light. Each day he reminds me with flinty eyes and rasping words, "It should’ve been you. Not her. Not my Luna, not the mate who held my soul together. His angel. His heart. And me? I am nothing but the poison that leeched all hope from him—a blight, a curse, bad luck that he needs to crush underfoot."
Amy was the luna of her pack, growing a pup in her stomach when the alpha betrayed her and took her life, and that of her pup. When she woke up six years earlier she decided to change everything. Revenge would be something she focused on.
She came to become a knight. Now she might be the only thing standing between a kingdom and its ruin. At the Royal Military Academy, Theora Skyler is supposed to learn strength, loyalty, discipline, and blending in with her fellow trainees. But there's no blending in when she's the only dhampir in existence, and eyes seem to follow her everywhere. Born into secrets and sharpened by survival, Theora wants nothing more than to forge her own path. One that doesn't bow to bloodlines, politics, or the weight of old names. But when a string of murders rocks the Capital and tensions between vampires and humans boil over, Theora is pulled into a world she never wanted to touch, one where her past isn't as buried as she thought, and every step forward uncovers a far more complicated web of mysteries than she ever cared to reveal. And Theora isn't quite sure who to trust: The fellow trainees who offer friendship but hide their own scars? The rebellious fighter who taunts her at every turn? The vampire rival who seems to hate her just a little too much? The enigmatic stranger who keeps crossing her path like it's not quite a coincidence? Or the Academy staff, whose watchful eyes always seem one step ahead? With enemies hiding behind polished smiles and allies growing harder to find, Theora is running out of time to choose who she wants to be: a soldier, an heiress, a symbol, or something far more dangerous. They all want her to pick a side. She’s not sure she wants to play by their rules at all. /The Sequel & Spin-Off to Lady Dhampir
You ever wonder how your life can change so drastically in a matter of minutes? I once thought that I had the best life. I was surrounded by friends who protected me, a mother who loved me with all she had, and all the happiness in the world. All of that changed the day my mom announced that she was getting married. To a member of the Inferno Demons motorcycle club. It wasn't that I didn't like the club, or my stepfather. In fact, I was the reason that they had met in the first place. It was what came after that shocked my world. I thought being step-siblings with one of the people I was closest to would be the best thing to ever happen to me, but it was the exact opposite. Overnight my life changed. My five biggest protectors and closest friends started shutting me out. I was ignored, forgotten, and pushed aside. But I never said a thing. I just took it all, hoping that things would go back to normal. Maybe they grew sick of me. Maybe I just didn't fit in with this biker lifestyle. I was growing accustomed to my new life, sort of, when things changed again. A father that I knew nothing about, haven't seen since I was too young to remember had suddenly popped into my life. He was a stranger. Granted, he tried to visit me while he fought my mom for custody of me. I wish I had known that he had a snowball's chance in hell of winning that custody battle. I was promised I'd get to come home to see my mom. I was promised that my being forced to leave wasn't the end. I was promised that two years would fly by, and I might even have a little fun. I was promised a lot of things. And all of them ended up empty. Nobody cared. Nobody checked on me. Nobody called, texted, visited. Not that they would have been allowed to. My sperm donor (as I like to call him), had lied. Straight threw his teeth. To all of us. Me, my mom, the judge, everyone. And he got away with it. For over a year I endured pain and abuse. I was beaten into submission. I was turned into someone that wasn't me. When I escaped the first time, I finally realized why no one had checked up on me. I thought that my mom would have been riddled with guilt, but... that wasn't the case. The lies my stepsister spread about me had gotten worse after I was forced to leave. Everyone took her side, including my mom. Of course, I was found again. Or rather, given back to avoid more drama. My own mother handed me back to the man who was responsible for the black eye I had, the welts on my back, the... nightmares that I had. She handed me over like I was an object, and that was when I realized that there was no hope left for me. That was the day that the first crack formed in my heart. Despite all that I had been through, I still thought I had people who loved me. I thought I had five protectors who were waiting for me, I thought I had a mother who would have given her life for me, I thought that I had somewhere safe to go. But it was all a lie. I had been looking at life through rose-colored glasses, and now they were officially off. That crack spread slowly, oh, so slowly, but it was there. It started. It was too late. I had officially given up, but not in the docile sense. No, if anything, I became more of a problem. And that was what I wanted; to be a problem for everyone. Until I met him. For once, the noise in my head was quiet, the pain in my chest eased the slightest, and for the briefest of moments, I felt safe. He made me realize that's what I had been craving. Safety. And he handed it to me on a silver platter. I should have chucked those rose-colored glasses the moment I took them off instead of holding onto them with the last sliver of hope I possessed. Maybe I would have saw the signs sooner. Maybe I would have picked up on the lies before that ring was on my finger. Maybe I could have avoided another disappointment in my life. But that would be too easy. That would be too nice. That would be... apparently, not what I deserve. However, I was not going down this time. I was done being made a fool. I was done being abused. I was done being forced. So, I took one last shot. Just one more. If I died because of it, so be it, but if I survived... If I could really get far enough away... I could live. I could really live. I could start over. I could be free. But freedom always comes at a cost. I should have known I would be caught. I shouldn't have let five years of freedom get to my head. I should have been more careful. Because now I'm found again, but this time it wasn't my sperm donor who had found me, or my husband, or my mother. It was Karma, the president of the Inferno's Demons MC, the boy who used to wipe my tears and bandaged me up when I scrapped my knees, and he looked pissed to see me. Why did Karma have to steal me away from my quiet life? Is he going to send me back to my sperm donor and husband? Does he know what I've been through? Do any of them even care? And why is he so pissed about a promise that they broke first?
Wynta a wolf-less rogue has no interest in living within a pack after rejecting her first mate, an Alpha's Heir at just 18. She at 32 now finds herself playing an odd game of I'll only come into the pack and allow initiation if you can convince me to willingly set foot on pack territory with her employer. It's fun for her, to use her rogue status to deny her Alpha Employer, Edward at every turn. His own son and eldest heir to the pack, Jared. Who's lived away from the pack for eight years. Unwittingly ruins his father's plans that have finally come to fruition after five years of Edward trying to bring Wynta into the pack. He's finally tricked her with an ancient wolfen law that makes her unable to say no and has to set foot on pack territory, allowing him to finally initiate her into his pack. Only to have his son, Jared ruined all his hard work. Edward knows Wynta won't fall for the same trick twice and is furious with his son. Jared's punishment for ruining his father's plan, is that now Jared is charged with bringing Wynta in. Jared finds her difficult to deal with but surprisingly, he also finds her amusing at times. She has that full female rogue mentality of 'I don't care', though no one knows her past, where she came from, or how long she's been a rogue, this intrigues him and after one encounter where he is rendered unconscious, by Wynta on the street, and he opts to play a game with her of his own making. A devious game of punishment is pleasure, in order to seduce her into being initiated into the pack. A fun game for him and surprisingly her. Will Wynta allow herself to be seduced by Jared? when she knows that all it is for him; is just a way for him to have her initiated, so he can go back overseas to his life? Can she resist the charm of who Jared is and stay a rogue. Can he bring her in? Will she ever stand before him under the weight of a full moon? As Edward wants her to, he is playing his own game to find his son a Mate and Luna that will draw him in, by the sheer challenge she presents to all Alphas, something Edward knows his son won't be able to resist.
When star hockey player Jack Reynolds tosses divorce papers at his wife Emma, he believes he's trading up for a more glamorous model who "understands his lifestyle." What he doesn't know: the quiet, supportive woman he's discarding is the secret heir to an $18 billion fortune – and the granddaughter of the man who owns his hockey team.For eight years, Emma Mitchell hid her true identity, supporting Jack's career while secretly learning the business from the ground up. Now, with her grandfather's health failing and the Boston Blades facing financial crisis, Emma is poised to step into her rightful role as majority owner.*Some men have to lose everything to realize what they had. Some women have to lose a husband to find themselves. In this game, the most dangerous plays happen off the ice.*