The dashboard clock glowed 11:42 PM when Elena Vale eased her battered SUV into the darkness beside the Ironfang Pack House. The engine coughed twice before falling silent. She exhaled, brushing a hand through her dark hair. A simple delivery. Confidential files for her Beta cousin. Nothing more. “Should be quick,” she murmured, reaching for the manila envelope on the passenger seat. To anyone watching, the SUV was little more than a rusting wreck. That was intentional. Beneath its shabby exterior was a rare Lycan-armored vehicle, an heirloom passed through generations of the Vale Family, descendants of the Ancient Lycan Bloodline. Keeping it disguised was just another part of Elena’s carefully maintained identity. She adjusted her jacket, making sure the antique Alpha crest pendant remained concealed beneath the fabric. Its familiar weight against her skin steadied her, even though no one around her knew what the pendant truly represented. “Just deliver the files, Elena,” she reminded herself. “Nothing unusual about tonight.” She stepped out and headed toward the imposing entrance of the Ironfang Pack House. Then the atmosphere changed. A strange energy rippled through the night, prickling across her skin and stirring the instincts she had spent years suppressing. Elena slowed. Something—or someone—was waiting in the darkness.

Locked inside my own lab's radiation chamber, I listened as my husband sold my life's work to foreign spies. He and my protégé left me to burn, planning to frame my death as a tragic accident. But they forgot I designed the lab's explosive failsafes. I survived the fire. Now, framed as a terrorist and disowned by my family, I'm partnering with a ruthless federal agent to expose their lies. They wanted my billion-dollar prototype? Instead, I'll give them absolute hell.

In his past life, Evan was meek, starved for affection, and trapped in a toxic web of humiliation that ultimately ended in a fatal accident on the day of his abuser's wedding. Reborn back to the night his nightmare reached its peak, Evan resolves to take back control and escape. But as he scales the walls to freedom, he literally drops into the arms of Christian—a scheming, possessively protective heir with hidden motives. When Christian offers a fake marriage for mutual gain, Evan agrees, unaware that Christian's idea of a "fake" marriage is a very real, deeply passionate commitment.

Ronan came home from war with a pregnant mistress, handed her Elena’s Luna key, and told his wife to choose: sign the severance—or stay as an Omega and serve the woman replacing her. So Elena signed. Ronan thought he had finally gotten rid of the barren Luna who could never give him an heir. He had no idea her womb, wolf, and royal blood had been sealed for twenty years to hide one secret: Elena was the Crown’s missing heir. Then the “pregnancy” begins to fall apart, black royal SUVs storm Ironwood, and a Royal Guard commander drops to one knee before the woman Ronan just discarded. By the time Ronan realizes what he threw away, Elena is no longer fighting to keep her place beside him. She’s taking back the name, power, and crown that were always hers.

When I was diagnosed with early-onset heart failure, I needed my husband, Julian. Instead, his phone was off as he welcomed his 'dead' first love, Vivienne, back to the city. Returning home, I discovered his hidden vault of sketches. Every dress he bought me, every hairstyle he demanded, was designed to mold me into her. But Julian doesn't know two things: I'm secretly pregnant with a child who is mine alone, and I'm taking back the billion-dollar empire I built for him before I leave.

Seraphina Vance rules the underground Obsidian Syndicate with an iron fist and a frozen heart. Untouchable and lethal, she trusts no one—until Kaelen Thorne. Stoic, deadly, and fiercely protective, Kaelen becomes her ultimate weapon and her darkest temptation. But when Seraphina is violently overthrown and thrown into a televised survival arena, she discovers the mastermind watching from the observation deck is the man she almost loved. He wants her ruined. She wants him dead.