He’s the star pitcher of Valencia University.Heir to the Moretti crime family.A walking sin with storm-gray eyes and a filthy mouth.And now… he says I’m his.When I aced the ethics exam, I just wanted to keep my scholarship.What I didn’t expect was to catch the attention of Dante Moretti Valencia’s golden boy on the baseball field, and the mafia’s dark prince off it.He failed. I passed.And he decided I was going to be his tutor. His toy. His everything.Dante doesn’t ask. He takes.In the library, in the locker room, even under the stadium lights he bends me over and makes me scream his name until I forget who I am.Every time he fucks me, I swear I won’t come back.And every time, I spread wider, beg harder, and let him own me all over again.But being his isn’t just about filthy nights and breathless moans.Dante is drowning in the mafia’s bloody games game-fixing, money laundering, debts paid in blood. And now that I’m his, I’m part of it too.I should run. I should save myself.Instead, I’m letting the mafia’s star pitcher breed me…And I think I’m falling in love with him while he does it

After my parents died, a stranger paid for my life. Rent. School. Food. Therapy. I never saw his face. Just the money. Just the protection.I lived with a strict aunt who treated me like a burden. I dated a boy who treated me like a joke. On my eighteenth birthday, I caught him fucking my best friend and laughing about how untouched I was.So I ran.I went to the most dangerous club in the city and asked a man who looked like sin on a motorcycle to take my virginity.What I didn’t know was that he already owned my life.He was my parents’ best friend.My secret benefactor.The biker everyone feared.And I was moving into his house the next morning.

Had I known the shy accounting major I used to smoke weed with behind campus buildings would become Wall Street’s most feared billionaire, maybe I would’ve made different choices.Back then, Micheal Morgan was awkward, brilliant, and secretly in love with me.We were never officially together… but there was a few nights we got dangerously close before he left for New York chasing the future his father had planned for him.Now he’s everywhere Forbes covers, Private jets with beautiful women hanging off his arm.And me?I’m a struggling waitress at Wendy’s raising my six-year-old son alone.One drunken night, I accidentally like one of Adrian’s posts.Minutes later, he messages me.Then suddenly I’m flying to New York with my son and the secret I never told him.Because Noah is Micheal’s child.And according to doctors, Noah might be the only child he’ll ever have.Now Micheal is offering me a contract marriage.One year pretending to be the perfect family so he can secure his inheritance and protect his empire.After that, we quietly divorce and I walk away richer than I ever dreamed.A simple plan was at least that’s what I tell myself.Until Micheal starts looking at me like he never stopped loving me.And the more time I spend in his world of luxury, obsession, and impossible intimacy……the more I realize the fake marriage was never the dangerous part.Falling for my son’s billionaire father again was.

I caught my husband kissing another man. The worst part was? I wasn’t surprised. Years of lies, affairs, and humiliation had already killed our marriage long before that moment. The divorce papers were signed in secret months ago. We just hadn’t told the world yet. So at a charity gala packed with celebrities, politicians, and socialites, I did the one thing nobody expected. I announced my divorce. Then I walked away. I left Manhattan the next morning with a plane, a broken heart, and absolutely no intention of falling in love again. Then I met Hector. A biker, a artender. A man with rough hands, dangerous eyes, and a reputation that should have sent me running in the opposite direction. The president of the Black Saints Motorcycle Club. The kind of man mothers warn their daughters about. The kind of man I couldn’t stop thinking about. At first, he wanted nothing to do with me. I was too rich, too complicated. Too connected to a world he’d spent his entire life avoiding. But obsession doesn’t care about common sense. Soon I was driving hours just to see him. Checking my phone for his messages. Watching women throw themselves at him and secretly hating every single one of them. For the first time in my life, I wasn’t the one being chased. I was the one falling. The problem? Hector has buried one wife already. Lost a child to club violence. And he’s spent years making sure no woman ever gets close enough to destroy him again. He thinks he can keep me out of his life. He’s wrong. Because I didn’t inherit a billion-dollar empire by walking away from things I want. And I want him. He swore he’d never love again. I swore I’d never beg for love. One of us is about to lose that battle.

He wasn’t supposed to notice her. She wasn’t supposed to want him. And her daughter definitely wasn’t supposed to fall in love with him first. “He’s not just dangerous,” she whispers to herself . “He’s the kind of man who ruins your life slowly… and makes you thank him for it.” He rides loud. He loves hard. And once he wants something, he doesn’t let go. “You don’t get to look at me like that,” she tells him. His smile is slow. Predatory. Certain. “I already did,” he says. “And now you’re mine.” She’s a single mother barely holding it together. He’s a biker king with blood on his hands and loyalty carved into his bones. Their worlds should never touch. But they collide anyway. “You think I don’t know what you’re doing to me?” he growls. Her back hits the wall. His body cages her in. “You think I’d touch you if I didn’t plan to keep you?” This isn’t a sweet romance. It’s raw. Possessive. Unforgiving. The kind of love that marks you. “Mummy,” her daughter says softly, holding his hand. “Can he stay forever?” He shouldn’t want them. But the idea of leaving them hurts worse than any knife. “I don’t share,” he tells her in the dark. “Not my bike. Not my club. And definitely not my woman.” One kiss turns into hunger. One night turns into obsession. And one choice could burn everything down. “If you climb on my bike,” he warns, voice low and lethal, “you don’t get off unchanged.”

I walked into his territory because I was angry. I left carrying his heir. Elias Timberwolf is the youngest and most ruthless Alpha in modern pack history. Feared. Untouchable. Publicly infertile. He doesn’t believe in fate. He believes in control. Until one reckless night with a stranger rewrites everything. Weeks later, I’m pregnant. And the Alpha who swore his bloodline was dead is suddenly very interested in keeping me alive. Publicly, I’m announced as his surrogate. A convenient arrangement. A political solution. Privately? His wolf calms when I’m near. His control fractures when I push back. And the Council that once declared him sterile is suddenly terrified. Because Elias wasn’t infertile. He was poisoned. And my pregnancy proves it. Now I’m not just carrying an heir. I’m carrying evidence of treason. The High Luna wants my child Dead for her son's succession. The Council wants me silent. And the most dangerous man in the territory wants something he refuses to name. They think I’m leverage. They think I’m expendable. They think I’m weak. They’re wrong. Because the bloodline they tried to erase is waking up inside me. And when my wolf rises I won’t kneel. Not to the Council. Not to a tyrant. Not even to the father of my child.

I died with nothing. No child. No love. Just a husband who gambled away our future and brought another woman into my home like I meant nothing.My last thought?I did everything right… so why did I lose?Then I woke up in another woman’s body.A child was clinging to me, calling me Mommy like I’d always been his.A man stood across the room watching me too closely. Calm. Quiet. Dangerous.This life isn’t normal.The house is too perfect. The man is too controlled. And the more I pay attention, the more I realize I didn’t fall into someone else’s life…I inherited something powerful.Hidden accounts. Secret routes. A system built in silence.And the woman whose life I took?She wasn’t just his wife.She was running everything.She left one message behind:“If you’re seeing this… then I didn’t make it. He won’t survive this without me. So whoever you are… learn fast.”Now I have a choice.Walk away from the only child who has ever held me like I matter…Or stay and become the woman this empire needs.The worst part?The man who should expose me already knows something is wrong.He just hasn’t stopped me.And the way he’s starting to look at me…He doesn’t want the old her back.He wants me.

Imagine catching your fiancé fucking your cousin the night before your wedding… all because he thought you were too fat to deserve him. Rebecca Snow worked on herself after that humiliation. Two years later she returns unrecognizable, breathtaking, and ready to ruin the man who broke her.And this time around she is not going to take it lightly with any of them. Get ready, because the girl they broke is the woman who will destroy them.

Trigger Warning ⚠️: This book contains graphic sexual content, feral dominance, primal mating, obsession, psychological power play, intense violence, degradation, and breeding kink. For mature readers only. Read at your own risk… or pleasure. Sheila thought Stanford would be her new beginning. Instead, she collided with Brendan Caruthers Knight ruthless, untouchable, and heir to an empire. What starts as defiance turns into a dangerous obsession. He will break her, cage her, breed her if he has to… because once a Knight chooses his mate, there’s no escape. He’s not just rich. He’s ruthless. And he’s chosen her as his mate.