Kael Vanth survived black sites, covert wars, psychological conditioning, and years of being turned into something more useful than human. Tier-One mercenary. BLACK VEIL operative. A masked ghost people whispered about in locked rooms. The kind of man governments denied existing while secretly pointing toward impossible problems and saying: > “Send him.” He was silent, lethal, emotionally unreadable. A man who wore tactical gloves like skin and violence like breathing. Even other mercenaries kept their distance. As for someone like that— Eliana Vale, civilian translator, professional liar, and deeply unqualified emotional disaster, had one immediate thought: > “He looks like he hasn’t slept since the fall of Rome.” Then one night, Kael watched her calmly steal classified intel from beneath the nose of an armed contractor while pretending to flirt over champagne. He was monitoring the room from a rooftop sniper position. One second he was calculating bullet trajectory. The next? Eliana smiled at the target, slipped a data drive into her sleeve, shattered a wine glass into a guard’s throat, and walked out before the body even hit the floor. Kael forgot to pull the trigger. For exactly four seconds. The longest distraction he’d had in years. ... Later, Eliana sat cross-legged on the floor of a freezing safehouse, translating encrypted files while six armed operatives cleaned blood off their gear nearby. No one spoke. Mostly because Ghost was standing behind her. Watching. Eliana didn’t look up. > “Does your organization offer therapy, or is unresolved trauma part of the uniform?” The room went dead silent. Kane slowly stopped breathing. Because nobody joked with Ghost. Nobody. Kael stood motionless beside the table, skull-black mask tilted slightly toward her. Then finally: > “Eliana.” She glanced up lazily. > “That’s my name, yes. Excellent observational skills.” His grey eyes lowered briefly to the bruise on her wrist. Then to the knife hidden in her boot. Then back to her face. > “You’re hiding something.” Eliana smiled too quickly. > “So are you.” Another long silence. Heavy. Dangerous. Then Kael stepped closer. Close enough for her to hear the roughness in his breathing beneath the mask. > “You should be afraid of me.” Eliana looked directly into his eyes. > “You keep saying that like it’s a warning instead of a confession.” ① Emotionally repressed masked mercenary × emotionally guarded civilian liar ② He was trained to kill without hesitation. She’s the first thing that ever made him hesitate. ③ Slow burn / masked antihero / mutual obsession / black humor / PTSD mercenary / dangerous emotional dependency / “she makes the weapon want to become human.”

Evelynn Ashford was sent to the Dragon King as a human sacrifice — but instead of death, she awakened an impossible soulbond with Kael, the feared Ash King whose dragonfire once nearly destroyed the world. Her touch calms his flames. His soul begins to intertwine with hers. And buried beneath centuries of lies lies a prophecy powerful enough to reignite war between humans and dragons. To humanity, she becomes a traitor, To dragons, she becomes destiny. And to Kael, she becomes the only person capable of saving him from the monster inside.

Locked in a freezing attic, stripped of her pride, and beaten to the brink of death by her own pack, Aurelia was an outcast blamed for a tragedy she didn’t cause. They called her a broken omega. They called her useless. But beneath her scarred skin slept the volatile blood of a noble Beta lineage. When destiny flings her into the path of Valerius—the continent’s most feared, monstrous Alpha—the mate bond ignites a storm of absolute possessiveness and lethal vengeance. As old ghosts claw their way back, Aurelia must shed her fragility, claim her throne as a fully mated Luna, and make everyone who bloodied her childhood drown in their own regrets.

On my thirteenth birthday, everything changed. While my twin brother Nick inherited the Alpha genes and grew into a leader overnight, I remained just an ordinary werewolf—or so I thought. But the unexplainable rage, the blood-red vision, and the devastating power flowing in my veins forced my family to exile me across the ocean to the ancient, secretive pack in Europe. There, I uncovered the truth: I am a rare Twin Beta, possessing a mysterious gift that can read the darkest thoughts of anyone I touch. But my destiny truly shattered the moment I crossed paths with Valen, the legendary, ruthless Alpha of the Night Stalkers. He is black clothes, cold stares, and raw destruction. With one lethal grip on my neck, his icy white eyes locked onto mine, claiming the impossible: "Mine." I am a Beta born to fight and protect, not a fragile Luna to be caged. But how can I defy a king who commands my wolf, ears my silent pleas, and holds the key to the ancient language etched upon my wrists?

In her past life, Clara spent twelve years trying to please her adoptive family, only to end up in a nightmare of a marriage with her cold-hearted adoptive brother, Christian. He tortured her for a crime she never committed, eventually leaving her to die in a horrific car accident on a rainy highway. But fate gives her a second chance. Reborn into the day she was first brought to the orphanage, Clara deliberately ruins her own chances of being adopted by the wealthy wealth family. She will not step into that luxurious hell again. Instead, she is taken in by Julian’s family—a warm, loving home where she finally tastes what true happiness feels like. Determined to stay away from her past tormentors, Clara focuses on her new life. However, destiny has other plans. As the paths of the two families cross again at school, Christian’s intense, searching eyes are locked onto her once more. Can Clara truly escape the shadow of her past life, or is she running straight back into the web of the man who ruined her?

In her past life, Lyla’s childhood sweetheart, Lucas, traded his dignity for her future, only to deliver her into the hands of the sadistic young tycoon, Caspian. While Lucas became a high-society plaything for the ruthless heiress Sloane, Lyla was trapped in a gilded cage, a secret toy for the elites to break. Now, reborn on the very day that shattered their lives, Lyla wakes up before the chains are locked. Faced with the same cruel ultimatum, she takes Lucas’s hand and smiles. This time, she isn't waiting for a savior. She has a secret, a plan, and a burning resolve: she will never be anyone’s canary again.

Four years ago, Alpha Dominic Vance rejected Clara and exiled her from the pack based on a misunderstanding. Now, Clara returns as a powerful Rogue Healer, guarded and cold. She vows never to let Dominic near her heart again. But she has one major fatal flaw—her four-year-old pup, Leo. Leo is a telepathic prodigy who can only read Clara's inner thoughts. When Dominic corners Clara, trying to beg for a second chance, Clara snarls coldly, "I feel nothing but disgust for you, Alpha." Yet, her inner voice is panicking: “Oh my god, his new custom suit looks so hot, and his chocolate scent is making my knees weak! Stand firm, Clara, don't let him know!” Before she can finish her thought, Leo happily mind-links Dominic: "Dad! Mommy says you look super hot in that suit and your scent is making her weak! She's just pretending. Keep begging, you're winning!"