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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.

[updated daily] Thunder masked their moans, but I heard everything. "Does it feel better to fuck me or Olivia?" Clara writhed beneath my mate on our bed. "You're just my bitch for release," Theodore's growl shattered my soul. "Olivia's different." Different. I am Olivia, that foolish woman who always believed that I and he—Alpha Theodore—had the perfect mate bond. For this I sacrificed my health, my wolf, and my secret identity—all to become his loyal Luna, raising our son Leo. My legs trembled outside our bedroom door. Six years of devotion crumbled in seconds. The more fatal blow came from my pup Leo, "Mom, I'll buy Clara more jewelry in the future. If you forgive Clara today, I'll buy some for you too afterward." My heart flatlined. Even my son chose her. I was done playing the devoted Luna to their lies. My shaking fingers found the forbidden number I'd hidden for years. One call. One word. That's all it would take. I wonder what expressions they'll have when I leave?

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."

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?

When Nora’s Mate Bond goes wrong and her Alpha Mate, Jace Remmington who is supposed to love and cherish her, already has another woman that he loves. Has loved for 60 years, but cannot produce him an heir. Nora finds herself just there to lay next to him in his bed as his Goddess-Gifted Mate, only seen to him as a she-wolf that will bring him strength because she was gifted to him by Selena, and she is the one able to give him an heir. Something the love of his life and Luna, Gloria, can’t give him, so he wants to come from Nora. Jace has deceived and lied to her from the very day they scented each other out. When Nora finds out the truth, she doesn’t want to appear to be seen as naïve and stupid, having others think of her as a lowly ranked warriors’ daughter, who couldn’t hold on to her Alpha Mate. She is the Alpha’s Mate, but she knows she will never be his Luna. What is there left to do when no hope remains and his betrayal just keeps on building, where Jace’s cruelty knows no bounds, and her wolf is dying inside his pack. What can she do, other than seek her own brand of vengeance upon the man and Alpha, that should love and cherish her. Nothing she can do will bring him to her, her every attempt has failed. Nora will stay and plot and plan her own way to escape the pain of this live she leads. She will use all the pain of his betrayal of her heart, of her wolfs heart to become stronger, more determined, and to pay them back every ounce of pain she and her wolf have suffered at their hands. She will pay back Gloria, the she-wolf that Jace loves, who lords it over her at every turn; who knows that Nora will only ever be his Mate, a breeder is all and nothing more, Jace will never turn on Gloria, never punish her even when if comes to hurting his own Mate. But he would punish Nora without a second thought. Will Nora be able to find a way to make Alpha Jace feel the same pain and anguish, that she herself has had to suffer inside her Mate Bond? Can she find away to bring him to his knees? Show him just how strong she really is? Can she make him regret the day he took her as his Mate, when he never intended for her to be his Luna. This is a tale of pain and betrayal, love, deception and Revenge.

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.

I was in love with Ethan Black, a brilliant man with big dreams. I gave him my twenties, my body, my loyalty. I worked three jobs while he chased his startup dreams. And when he finally made it, he became a stranger. Then I found out he got another woman pregnant, the same woman who dumped him in college when his family lost everything. That nearly destroyed me. But I stayed. I told myself love was worth it. But nothing could prepare me for the day he left our four-year-old daughter home alone… to go see her. And our little girl died. I buried my child and with her, the woman I used to be. Now, I live for one thing only: Revenge. He took everything from me. Now I’ll take everything from him. He doesn’t know it yet… but I’m not the same woman he left behind. And by the time I’m done, he’ll wish he never met me.