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I bought expensive red lingerie to save my marriage. When I got home on Christmas Eve, I found my husband on his knees with his face buried between another man's legs. I ran. Bought a plane ticket to anywhere. Ended up crying in the airplane bathroom where the most gorgeous man I've ever seen found me. One thing led to another, and he bent me over that sink and gave me the best s*x of my life. Turns out he's Knox Volkov. The Lycan King. My husband's boss. The most powerful and ruthless alpha alive. When we landed, he looked me dead in the eye and said he had a proposition for me. One that would let me get revenge on my cheating husband while experiencing pleasure I never knew existed. The catch? Be his fake girlfriend for one week at the Christmas Summit. For seven days, I'd be completely his. I should have said no. But I was hurt and angry and desperate to feel wanted again. So I said yes. But on one condition—he has to make me come every single time. He agreed with a wicked smile. But what happens when the fake starts feeling real? When I'm falling for a man who's sworn he'll never love or take a mate again? When his rules are no emotions, no strings, no forever—but my heart doesn't care about his rules? What happens when the seven days end and he's supposed to let me go? TRADING MY CHEATING HUSBAND FOR THE LYCAN KING (18+) WARNING: THIS IS A CHRISTMAS EROTICA WITH SO MUCH SMUT AND JUST ENOUGH PLOT. GET THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS.
Faye, Silver Hollow Pack’s fearless commander_Delta_ lived by duty, until duty shattered her heart. On the night she was meant to bind her soul to Jason, the mate she trusted, she discovered him in bed with her own twin sister, Sage. Sage was promised to Alpha Alexander of Blood Crescent, a union meant to keep peace. Betrayed and broken, Faye was forced to step in and marry a stranger to stop a war. Alexander was cold and guarded; their bond was meant to be nothing but a pact. But fighting side by side against enemies and secrets, they saw each other’s hidden wounds. Slowly, duty turned into trust… and trust sparked something deeper. When Jason returned, burning with regret, he threatened to destroy everything Faye had begun to build. Torn between a past that betrayed her and a future that might heal her, Faye must decide: protect her heart forever, or risk it for a love born from sacrifice and strength.
Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by her pack, Eliza Carter vows to rise from the ashes of her shattered life. Once a cherished Alpha’s daughter, she’s now determined to reclaim her pride and make those who wronged her regret it. But fate has other plans. When Eliza severs her bond with the man who broke her, a magnetic Lycan prince steps forward—her fated mate. Bound by destiny yet scarred by betrayal, can Eliza embrace a future of strength, love, and vengeance?
For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. “You're angry?” he growls. “Angry enough to commit murder,” she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.
TWO BOOKS IN ONE Book 1 (completed): Katy & Braydon Book 2 (completed): Justin & Allie It started as a lie, and now it feels way too real. Katy wanted revenge on her ex. Instead, she found herself moaning into his half-brother’s kiss. ~~~~~ Getting cheated on was humiliating. But getting laughed at by her ex when he swore she’d never find anyone better? That stung. So Katy fired back the only way she knew how: she promised she’ll find a man who would make him eat his words. Enter Braydon: Her ex’s estranged half-brother. He’s the campus golden boy, star of the hockey team and the one person her ex would absolutely hate to see her with. He needs Katy to tutor him through business classes. She needs Braydon’s mouth on hers, his hand on her thigh, and his very presence to prove her ex wrong. Their deal is simple: tutor for fake boyfriend. And it was supposed to be easy: no strings, no feelings, just practiced kisses and touches hot enough to make Bryan livid. But practicing being in love with him means sitting too close, letting him touch her like he owns her, and kissing him until her knees go weak. It means wanting the heat, and craving it until she can’t remember what’s fake anymore. She swore she wouldn’t get hurt again. He swore he doesn’t do love. So why does it feel so good to break every rule with him? BOOK 2 Allison Carter has been in a sexually abusive relationship for two years and somehow didn’t realize it. She’s smart, bold, and capable, but with her boyfriend, she had to use her body just to get his attention. When she finds out he cheated and shared her most private photos with his friends, she dumps and beats him up. One messy, not-so-drunk night later, Allie wakes up in the bed of the last person she should ever touch: her best friend’s brother, Justin Evans. He’s broody, dominant, a little violent on the ice, and insanely protective off it. He’s also shockingly, ridiculously good in bed. Allie has seen every side of the hockey star except the one that makes her toes curl and her heart forget how to beat. But when he confesses he’s wanted her for two years, she loses it. Traumatized, wary, and convinced he’s only after her body like the rest of them, Allie goes completely off the rails trying to make him stop. But Justin isn’t going anywhere, not even if she fries what’s left of his brain trying to push him away. ^^^^^^^ Justin Evans has a secret his teammates don’t know: the girls he kisses all the time? None of them make it to his bed. Why? Because the one person he actually wants, the one he can’t have is his sister’s best friend, Allison. She’s loud, dramatic, impossible, and exactly who he wants in every way. When she finally dumps her useless, cheating ex, Justin sees his chance. But he quickly realizes she’s more broken than he imagined, and if he wants her, he’ll have to teach her how to love herself first. And he’s not backing off—not even if she throws shoes at him, calls him an i***t, or tries every trick in the book to keep him away. What starts as a fight turns into a bond that’s undeniable. And when Allison finally lets him into her heart, a career-ending accident shakes everything, forcing Justin to decide if he loves himself enough to fight for them. And it may just be Allison’s turn to pull him out of the darkness.
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.
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.
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?
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.