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She is The Barbarian Alpha's daughter and mated to the dragon king. Only a couple of years ago, she was a weak, broken girl. Dragged into this world and forced to attend the Viking's mate hunt.
Searching for the little sister she didn't know she had, she encounters raw darkness.
Ancient Norse myths come alive, and a threat as old as the Norse Gods themselves lures forward creatures like Nidhogg, Huldra, and The Mare.
Still unmated, she avoids her mate to find her sister. After so many years, s...

"I never force women to my bed," he said sternly with a smirk on his lips. His eyes moved all over my half-naked body. It shivered under his dark gaze. His golden orbs drink my nakedness without any shame in them. My heart started to beat fast as soon as he said the next words with such arrogance.
"They climb on it on their own and one day you will too." I burned in anger. I hated the arrogance in his voice.
I hate him.
Hera never in her wildest dream thought she had to leave her little b...

-WARNING-This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.
“If you can’t satisfy me with your mouth, then you’ll have to satisfy me some other way.”
He ripped off her flimsy clothing and tossed the shredded fabric aside. Visenya panicked as she realized exactly what he was implying.
“Let me try again…with my mouth. I think I c...”
“Quiet!” His voice echoed off the walls of his bedchamber, silencing her on the spot.
This wasn’t the way she had imagined her first time would be....

After a one night stand, I opened my eyes and found a naked handsome man lying next to me. He was the last Lycan.
According to the rumors, the last Lycan went crazy every full moon. He could only be tamed by having sex with a virgin werewolf.
Every pack sent virgins to sacrifice to the last Lycan, and I was the chosen one.
Before he woke up, I escaped quietly.
But it's strange how my wolf became more powerful!
Could sex with a Lycan make me stronger?!
The Lycan was a wall of masculine m...

For six years of marriage, I sacrificed everything for my family.
Yet my husband, Arthur Smith, spent his days tending to another woman, while my children wished I would permanently vanish from their lives.
As my fingers brushed away the dust from my mother's Nobel Prize medal, a resolution crystallized within me: from this day forward, I would live for myself!
Husband? Don't need him. Children? Don't need them either.
Back in the laboratory, I stood at last on the podium everyone lo...

The Unsung War Correspondent Georgiana Parker witnessed bloody massacres on the battlefields of Syria, where she fell in love with Michael Hall, the soldier who saved her life. Together, they worked to expose the terrorists' atrocities to the international community. Just as their comradeship was about to blossom into romance, they faced the terrorists' most brutal retaliation.
A close-range explosion nearly cost Michael his hearing and destroyed his promising career as a senior military officer...

Criminal profiler in training (and newlywed) Jessie Hunt, 29, discovers that dark secrets lurk in her new suburban town; when a body turns up dead, she finds herself caught in the crosshairs of her newfound friends, her husband’s secrets, her serial killer caseload—and the secrets of her own dark past.In THE PERFECT WIFE (A Jessie Hunt Psychological Suspense Thriller—Book One), Criminal profiler-in-training Jessie Hunt is sure she's finally put the darkness of her childhood behind her. She and h...

In a quiet and isolated village deep in the mountains, Castian, longs for something beyond the peaceful routine of Liang. Surrounded by natural beauty and the safety of family life, he finds himself torn between his love for the land and a burning desire to explore the unknown world beyond the hills. When a mysterious traveler arrives in the village, bringing stories of adventures and dangers, Castian is faced with the possibility of a destiny far greater than he ever imagined. As the young man ...

I’m the old man of the group and no matter how much they value me, I will never be a part of them, Knight of the queen or not. I am the expendable one, the one that shouldn’t be here, and the one that shouldn’t be alive. By all accounts, I should have died 13 years ago. A question I always ask myself, every time my eyes open: why am I still alive? Why did the gods let that old priestess find me so many moons ago and bring me back from the dead? Why did they allow me to live?
I still wonder what...