The Rogue The Rose

Werewolf

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. "You're angry?" he growls. "Angry enough to commit murder," she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.

Romance

It is our fate as a nation, head and heart of a world empire, that much of our manhood must pursue its career far away from home. And it is our strength that these English sons of ours have taught themselves to make it home wherever they find their work.

LGBT+

How would you react when the person you had one night stand with is actually the emperor of the country and you're the only one who's not a family member that knows about the emperor's secrets? Read to find out.

Romance

Abigail Lionhert isn't the pretiest or the most desired wolf, but she's shy and content with her body, but not everyone sees her the way she does. The Rogue Alpha ; Hunter has been a rogue for over ten years now. He was banished when he killed his father. He has been in search of a very special Wo

Werewolf

Alpha Valdo emerged from the steaming bathroom, droplets of water still clinging to his chiseled physique. As he wrapped the plush towel around his waist, his gaze fell upon the figure lying amidst the rumpled sheets - his wife, Selena, utterly exposed and vulnerable. A flicker of uncertainty cro

Werewolf

Synopsis He is a demon! He is ruthless! He is bloodthirsty! He sold his heart to the devil! These were the words you would hear when you asked who the rogue alpha was. Kane Miller was the formidable rogue alpha who had built his empire on the blood of his enemies. His pack was made of only the st

Werewolf

The hole left by Aelia's death has a ripple effect through the world. The Alpha King retires, ushering in a new era. The Rogue King title now left vacant for the time being. Silas losing his sister, again. Nate losing his mate. Finn and Noah losing their Alpha and their lover. Under the weight of h

Werewolf

In a world where arranged marriages are the norm for werewolves of royal blood, a strong and independent werewolf, ‘IMELDA’, is forced into a situation she never expected. Rejected by her fated mate, she is forced into a marriage with the werewolf prince in the stead of her sister. As drama unfol

Werewolf

"You can't kill me, Princess." He smirked. "You can't, because I won't let you and deep down, you don't want to. " I wanted nothing more than to wipe that stupid smirk from his stupidly gorgeous face. "Oh, I can and I will. Don't test me, Rogue," I growled, pushing my knife harder into his chest

Literature

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Modern

It was not long after sunrise, and Stephen Waterman, fresh from his dip in the river, had scrambled up the hillside from the hut in the alder-bushes where he had made his morning toilet. An early ablution of this sort was not the custom of the farmers along the banks of the Saco, but the Waterman h

Werewolf

"I've never wanted to find my mate-that's just not the life I choose to live. I would only be a burden to them and those around me, so staying alone is the best option. But how much longer can I keep running? For six years, Iris has lived as a rogue, fleeing from the home she once knew. She runs in

Romance

My dear A.E.—I dedicate this book to you because, whether you think it well or ill written, you will sympathize with the sorrows and the ecstasies of its personages, perhaps even more than I do myself. Although I wrote these stories at different times and in different manners, and without any

Literature

The Rose-Garden Husband by Margaret Widdemer

Fantasy

Rozelyn found out she is a vampire when she turned eighteen. To make matters worse, her stepmom is secretly a vampire as well and Cyrill, her stepmom's adoptive son, is a werewolf behind the shadows. As she live the life of being a vampire, several people had come for her—including the infamous Blo

Romance

It happened that the undersigned spent the last Christmas season in a foreign city where there were many English children. In that city, if you wanted to give a child’s party, you could not even get a magic-lantern or buy Twelfth-Night characters — those funny painted pictures of the

Romance

Some forty years ago the commencement and partial preparation of this work assisted to beguile the tedium of a winter’s residence from home, where even Orange and Magnolia groves with the novel vegetation of a semi-tropical region, could scarcely dispel the ennui attending a life of idleness.

Romance

I was a Davenport heiress, engaged to Blake Vanderbilt III. My old-money life seemed perfectly scripted, culminating tonight at the Spinsters' Ball. My cousin, Savannah, the family charity case, was always my dearest confidante, urging me to "live a little" and ignore whispers about my weight. Bu

Modern

A magazine cover celebrated me as "The Architect Who Built an Empire." It was supposed to be a triumph for me and my husband, Axel. Instead, it was the beginning of our end. His adoration turned to ice overnight. He demanded I hand over my life's work-my museum project-to Bryn, a young intern he ha

Fantasy

"Not every downfall is a downfall child; It is the beginning of a new era, new lives, new kingdom and most importantly a bloom of rose!" "There is no death for a monster like us."

Mafia

He bought me at an auction. I vowed to burn him from the inside out. I thought monsters wore ski masks and carried guns. I was wrong. They wear tailored suits and diamond cufflinks. They whisper promises with blood on their hands. And they buy their enemies' daughters at underground auctions-just