She woke up immortal. They woke up afraid. Seventeen-year-old Kaia Monroe had a perfectly ordinary life-until the night she drowned... and came back. Now cursed with a bloodline older than any vampire, Kaia is drawn into a secret war between pureblood vampires, rogue hybrids, and ancient hunters sworn to destroy them all. At Midvale Academy, a school for supernatural legacies hidden in plain sight, Kaia must uncover her forgotten past, survive new enemies, and resist the pull of a dangerously charming vampire prince who knows more about her than he admits. But the deeper Kaia dives into her powers, the more she learns: she didn't just wake up a vampire-she was born one. And the Crimson Oath she carries? It might be the end of them all.
The last thing Kaia Monroe remembered before everything changed was the cold. Not the kind of cold you shake off with blankets or breath into your hands to chase away. This cold sank in bone-deep - a strange stillness in the lake, the way the air had stilled when she stepped off the dock, as if the entire night had held its breath.
Then, silence.
Then, water.
She drowned, or at least she should have. But she didn't die.
She woke up gasping on the rocks, her skin pale as frost and eyes burning like coals. Her pulse didn't return. Her breath never warmed. And when she looked in the water, the girl staring back wasn't the one who had gone in.
Kaia Monroe was no longer human.
It had been three days since the accident - or resurrection, if she dared to name it. She hadn't told anyone. Not her older brother, not her best friend Raine, not the school counselor who'd phoned her that morning about missing classes again.
She didn't know how to explain that she hadn't slept, hadn't eaten, hadn't blinked without hearing everything - the whisper of the neighbor's cat across the street, the stretch of tree bark in the forest, the thrum of blood in veins that weren't her own.
Something had happened in that lake.
Something ancient. Something waiting.
"You're late," Raine said, her voice half-sharp, half-worried, when Kaia finally showed up at their usual rooftop hideout behind the Midvale train station. "Again."
"I was... out walking," Kaia lied, sitting gingerly on the rusted fire escape.
Raine studied her. "You look like a ghost."
Kaia looked away. "I feel like one."
That part was true. Every light felt too bright. Every noise too loud. And worst of all - she could smell things. Blood. Sweat. The sugar in Raine's breath from the iced tea she'd just sipped.
She was changing. And she was terrified.
That night, Kaia stood alone beneath the broken moonlight in her backyard, staring at her reflection in the window. Her pupils were rimmed with red. Her breath fogged the glass for a second - then vanished.
A rustle in the tree line.
She turned.
A boy stood at the edge of the woods, half in shadow, dark-eyed and watching her like he already knew her secrets.
"Who are you?" she called out, her voice steady but her heart (if it still beat) stumbling.
He stepped forward. "Someone who's been waiting a long time for you to wake up, Kaia."
She froze. "How do you know my name?"
His lips curled into something too ancient to be called a smile. "Because you're not the first. And if you don't start running, you won't be the last."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
A man like Travis Sinclair wants nothing more than a woman who matches his sexual prowess and is used to getting everything he wants. A cold-hearted billionaire ,he lives by one rule - no love, no commitment. Ayanna Davies isn't looking for a relationship. She's focused on her work and the financial security it brings. As a high end escort, her client is full of filthy rich men who are willing to pay handsomely for her services. But when Travis Sinclair becomes one of her clients, she begins twice about mixing work with pleasure. Not knowing that he is an old acquaintance whom she despises.
Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."