His Lost Queen

"I can't survive without you. Do you understand me? There is no 'king thing' without you-there's not even a me without you." Grayson never thought he'd lose Belle, but after months apart, he's desperate to win back her trust. Now the newly crowned King of the Supernatural, Grayson juggles royal duties while trying to reconnect with his estranged mate. But Belle's wounds run deep, and Grayson's attempts to explain what really happened are met with skepticism and fear. Can Grayson prove his love is genuine and overcome Belle's doubts? Or will the secrets he's still keeping drive an insurmountable wedge between them? With enemies circling and a kingdom to protect, Grayson must find a way to heal Belle's heart or risk losing her-and everything else-forever.

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Chapter 2

GRAYSON

"Go with the beta," Zagan told Minnie and Casimir after Kyle had left the room.

"Inform the wolves how to fight vampires during battle."

They nodded and followed in the direction that Kyle had gone.

Once alone, Zagan and I faced each other. I didn't hide my narrowed look. I wanted him to know that I didn't trust him. Not yet, at least.

How the king of vampires came to be standing in my bedroom, in front of the bed where my mate and I were meant to sleep, was beyond me.

Never in a million years did I think I would allow this to happen. My wolf and I were on edge with the entire situation. I was anxious to leave.

I didn't want to stay here with him, knowing I should go help prepare my pack, but I had questions that needed to be answered.

Zagan looked around as he approached me, examining the large suite. He nodded in approval. "I have to say, Alpha, your pack house is very impressive."

I nearly scoffed. This was coming from the man who had lived in a castle his whole life.

The royal family's palace was said to be incredible, housing some of the most celebrated figures ever known to the supernatural world.

I couldn't tell if he meant this comment as demeaning or genuine. Either way, I chose not to reply, crossing my arms over my chest in silence instead.

Zagan wasn't fazed by my obvious contempt. He laughed under his breath, shaking his head. "I just saved your life, Alpha," he reminded me. "There's no need for disdain."

I growled softly. I didn't like that he talked to me as if I were one of his children who was pouting. "You'll have to excuse me if I have difficulty trusting vampires at the moment," I replied.

Zagan nodded, his amusement fading slightly. "Yes, well, I suppose that is something I can understand." He paused, crossing his own arms to match mine.

He met my gaze with the same intense fierceness. "I am pressed to remind you that I am not your enemy. We share the same goal. We both have much to lose if my brother takes the throne."

The tension in my shoulders didn't release at his words, even though I knew there was an aspect of truth to them.

As leaders, both of us would have the blood of our people on our hands if we failed.

Thousands of people would die if Azazel succeeded.

But none of this meant I had to trust him. At that moment, I would only consider standing alongside him during the upcoming battle.

This alliance was a difficult one for me to join, but I knew I had to do it for the well-being of my pack.

Kyle had done the right thing when reaching out to Zagan Mortar. But if Zagan was truly worthy of my trust, not just my partnership, he would have to earn it. I wouldn't be giving it away just yet.

"How did Azazel get into my mind?" I asked, changing the subject to something useful.

Zagan raised his brows. "Which time? Just now? Or when he took control of your body two months ago?"

I hated the fact that he had to ask for clarification as to when a vampire had taken control of my body. "Just now."

I knew how Azazel had taken control two months ago. I had access to his thoughts.

He had used black magic the night when vampires had entered my territory, the night that changed everything.

Azazel had practically planned out every single second. With the help of Adalee, the vampires were able to distract me and my warriors just long enough for Azazel to enter the territory unnoticed.

When I had decided to go back to Belle, completely alone in the forest without my pack members to help me, Azazel knew it was his opportunity to strike.

A few days prior to this, Azazel had stolen a dark potion from a witch. Specifically made for vampires, it allowed the user to enter the mind and take over the body of any person they bit.

All they needed to do was find a piece of the subject they wished to possess and put it in the potion. Perhaps a strand of hair or a nail.

I was sure that Adalee helped in this part of the plan as well. The vampire would then coat their fangs in the potion and bite the person they wished to control.

Afterward, they could enter the mind of their subject and take over their body. Just like Azazel had done with me.

"I'm sure you've heard the phrase 'All magic comes with a price'?" Zagan started to explain.

I nodded.

"Well, it seems as though the price that Azazel had to pay was creating a connection to you. You saw him with his army, am I correct?"

I nodded again. "He was preparing them for battle."

"Which was a significant moment in Azazel's life, a turning point. He was creating a core memory which I'm certain is why you were pulled there.

"He left a piece of his soul with you when he left your body. It's not unusual for that to happen with dark magic." Zagan frowned.

"The piece of his soul that he left with you wanted to be there for the significant moment in Azazel's life, the moment when he started a war. So you appeared."

My jaw clenched at the news. I didn't want any part of Azazel in me. "Will he appear for the creation of my core memories?"

"No. I believe the price you had to pay for participating in dark magic-whether it was voluntary or not-was losing your mate."

I immediately felt my wolf and vampire surge forward at Zagan's words. I growled, showing him my fangs. "I didn't lose my mate. She is mine. She will always be mine."

Zagan raised his brows in amusement, obviously not expecting my intense reaction.

This only made my wolf angrier.

I snapped my teeth at him and rolled my neck. I had to suppress the urge to shift.

My wolf wanted control. He had wanted control all night.

"I meant no offense, Alpha Grayson," Zagan said, watching me. His amusement was fading quickly as he seemed to realize just how serious I was about protecting my mate.

"I have never been in the presence of an alpha wolf. Forgive me if I said something to upset you. I'm sure your mate is fine, and the two of you will be together soon."

My wolf calmed only slightly but stayed at the front of my consciousness. It enraged him to be reminded that we had failed to care for our mate in her time of need.

My hands curled into fists. I had an intense urge to punch something. The moment this war was over, I would have Belle back in my arms, and everything would be okay.

Afraid I would shift if I stayed in Zagan's presence, I grunted and walked out the door of the room, intent on finding Kyle and helping to prepare for battle.

I could vaguely hear the sound of Zagan following behind me. I was glad he didn't talk. One more word out of his mouth, and Azazel wouldn't be the only Mortar killed today.

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Adventure Modern Romance

8.5

Apex Bloom

8.5

Apex Bloom This is the definitive "Rags to Riches" journey of a woman who was treated as disposable, only to return and conquer the most dangerous man in the underworld. Apex Bloom isn't just a title; it is Franco's survival game-a lethal, high-stakes gauntlet designed to chew up the weak and spit out the broken. Lolita wasn't supposed to survive it; she was supposed to be another casualty. Instead, she broke the game and took the man who created it. The Disposal Lolita begins as a woman discarded. Betrayed by her husband, Lyle, she is stripped of everything and thrown into the gutters of London. She is left with nothing but her wits in a world designed to erase her. Lyle didn't just leave her; he disposed of her like a spent asset, assuming she would quietly disappear. He was wrong. Entering the Game: Franco Rossi In the wreckage of her life, Lolita is forced into the Apex Bloom-the brutal survival game orchestrated by Franco Rossi. Franco is the underworld's apex predator, a man who believes in a world of absolute Darwinian ruthlessness. His game is designed to test the limits of human endurance, and he expects Lolita to be a pawn, a victim, or a fleeting distraction. Breaking the Architect Lolita doesn't just play Franco's game; she dismantles it. Using her brilliant mind and a newfound, weaponised confidence, she turns the Bloom into her own instrument of ascent. But her most calculated victory is over Franco himself. Through an intoxicating display of dominant power and erotic prowess, Lolita targets the man behind the machine. She doesn't just win; she breaks Franco's stoic, masculine code, forcing a full surrender of his will. She seduces the power away from the enforcer, turning the architect of the game into her most devoted subject. She proves that her dominance isn't just about force-it's about a total, soul-deep conquest that leaves the city's most dangerous man kneeling at her feet. The Rags to Riches Ascent The journey from a discarded wife to the Queen of the Apex Bloom is paved with the ruin of those who underestimated her. Lolita uses her sexuality and her intellect as twin blades, seizing the wealth and the territories of the men who thought they were players. By the time the dust settles, she has achieved unimaginable riches and undisputed authority, standing at the head of an empire built on the shattered remains of Franco's former life. The Final Sovereignty The book concludes with Lolita standing at the absolute summit. Her marriage to Franco in the Cotswolds is the ultimate victory lap-a coronation where the man who once ran the game now serves its new Queen. They are bound by blood and law, but it is Lolita who holds the reins. The story ends with The Syndicate, the global masters of the underworld, watching in shock. They thought they were dealing with another street-level syndicate; instead, they have found a woman who took the most lethal survival game in existence and made it her own.

Adventure Mafia Romance

7.7

Chasing back my ex wife

7.7

Kiara Mitchell thought she had it all, until her husband Leo brought her world crashing down with divorce papers, after three years of sacrifice. She abandoned her dreams and career just to be the perfect wife for Leo, yet her devotion meant nothing to him. Instead, he went on to betray her with none other than her envious step-sister. After being abandoned and broken, she vows to make them pay. She rebuilds her life with the help of Alex, her childhood sweetheart. Five years later, she re-emerged as a top interior designer. When Leo sees the transformation of his ex-wife, he vows to stop at nothing till he wins her back. Will Kiara go ahead with her quest for revenge or will she accept him back?

Adventure Modern Romance

9.7

From Tool To Treasure: My New Life

9.7

For nine years, I was Kane Hill' s secret. I was his emotional punching bag, the convenient stand-in for my twin sister, Harper-the woman he truly loved. I endured his cruelty, convincing myself his control was a twisted form of love. Then, just before he announced their engagement, Harper sent me a recording. It was Kane, his voice smooth and dismissive. "Eden? She's useful," he told Harper. "An emotional pressure valve. I need to vent on someone so I can be the perfect man for you." The cold truth shattered me. I wasn't a person, not even a substitute. I was a tool. That night, he polished Harper's engagement ring right in front of me before ending our nine-year "game" with a single, bored phone call. He never knew that I was the girl who had saved him at a summer camp all those years ago, not Harper. He'd called my attempts to tell him the truth "pathetic." So I packed a single bag and vanished into the night, leaving his gilded cage for a quiet farm in Vermont. But just as I started to heal, he found me, clutching the proof of my story in his hand, begging for a second chance I had no intention of giving.

Adventure Mystery Romance

9.2

His Unwanted Wife Is Another Man's Treasure

9.2

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Adventure Modern Romance

9.0

MY LOVELY NEMESIS

9.0

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Adventure Modern Young Adult

His Lost Queen

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