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Coldsnap: The Billionaire Alpha's Fated Pregnant Princess (GL)

[Single Love Interest GL/Yuri!] I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world that sits on the brink, even when I still think of home. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering effectively enough in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the mate bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me. A countdown timer reminds me whenever I look that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant female CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I am Citra Lomdi and I will not be tamed. Not by the wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint even as I set her ablaze with my touch. The main problem that I'm not sure I'm fit to handle is... Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too. --- Other Relevant Tags: #Comedy #Serious #Dramatic #SliceOfLife #KingdomBuilding # Seductive #Survival #FatedLove #Supernatural #Romance #Urban #Fox #Tsundere
Seraphelki · 502.1k Views

Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.

The Moon Goddess made a mistake— or maybe this was a curse just like everyone says it is. But I always knew deep down that I was never meant to be theirs. They belonged to her. To my twin sister, Chalice, who was sweet. Perfect. Worshipped by the entire pack… and pure venom behind closed doors. The three brothers— Zevran, Kael, and Caelum— hate me with a fire that burns hotter than the bond tying us together. And I know because I see it in their eyes… I feel it in the way their burning touch lingers a second too long. They despise me. Just like everyone else does. But they want me. And no matter how much I try to stay away, the mate bond keeps dragging me back into their world of heat, power, hatred and danger. Maybe, I should leave… I know. But fate plays a cruel game. And as truths unravel and secrets come to light, the triplets— the ones who once despised me— now see me for who I am. Now, they want me— unabashedly. But by the time they realize this, it is a little too late. I’ve been broken by them a little too much. And I am done being anyone’s pawn. ~*~ “We want you, Leilani… we always have. Always would. Please take this as our way of saying sorry. For everything, for not believing you… for letting our judgements be clouded by…” Caelum said softly, his voice trailing off, his breath warm and ticklish against my fingers that he brought up to his lips as his other hand found the warm spot between my thighs. My eyes snagged on his full lips— pink and inviting; But they’d been kissed by another. And I don’t do leftovers. I sighed exasperatedly, shaking my head to rid myself of this pitiful sight and clenching my legs together to force his hands out. He didn’t budge. “No.” I said sharply, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips creating sparks across my body. “I’m done. Go back to Chalice… she suits you more than I ever did.” Kael’s voice vibrated through my body as he pressed himself flush against me. His brothers Caelum and Zevran leaned in too, their lips on the shell of my ears, one’s fingers grazing over my taut nipple. “I’ll burn the world, Leilani,” he growled, his voice deep. Threatening. “I’ll burn the entire world, if that’s what it takes to win you back.” “Then I'd like to see you after the world’s been successfully burnt down. Maybe then we’ll have this conversation.” I answered, and with that, I pushed their hands away and leapt off the cupboard. And as I walked out of the kitchen, I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once. But I didn’t falter. I didn’t turn around. I was the monster they’d made. CONTENT WARNING: This book contains triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, Graphic violence and murder, explicit sexual activities, strong language and dark, obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised. ****
Ahvahh_ · 751.2k Views

BEASTBLOOD ACADEMY :The Heiress’s Secret

At Beastblood Academy, an elite institution where Beastmen heirs learn to control their instincts, political tensions are reaching a breaking point. Wolf, Feline, and Serpent clans constantly battle for influence. The balance is fragile. Sandra Avelis, officially registered as “human,” arrives on campus to participate in the Harmonization System, an experimental program designed to measure compatibility between humans and Beastmen. But her results defy the Academy’s rules. She carries a hidden lineage that multiple factions desperately want to weaponize. Sandra becomes the center of a devastating love triangle: Tristan Valmar, a Wolf heir, cold, strategic, and disciplined, for whom Sandra is both a political tool and a dangerous weakness. Sebastian Marquez, a Jaguar Beastman, charismatic, impulsive, and fiercely protective, whose instincts react to Sandra with primal intensity. Both men are sworn enemies, and Sandra becomes the trigger that reignites their rivalry. But Sandra also holds a more dangerous secret than anyone suspects: a baby, born before her arrival on campus—an infant whose paternity could shatter the balance of power between clans. As the Harmonization System reveals more and more about her true nature, Sandra must survive internal conflicts, political manipulations, and lethal power plays, all while facing her own conflicted emotions. Desire, instinct, betrayal, and loyalty collide around her. War between Beastmen is coming. Sandra’s child could either unite the clans… or bring them to absolute ruin.
Tristan34 · 4.7k Views

Rule No 1: Don't fall for the Alpha

“Ride,” he rasped, the command guttural, his voice edged with something more beast than man. I obeyed—or maybe I didn’t have a choice. My body jolted as he held me steady and forced me to bounce, his cock hitting me harder with every brutal shift. If we hadn’t been clothed, I would’ve been lost—driven completely mad. Each thrust stole my breath, my moans turning ragged, torn from me like confessions I couldn’t control. I no longer cared who caught us. Then his mouth claimed my neck, teeth grazing first—almost tender—before they sharpened into something inhuman. I felt the sting, the pressure, the puncture. Pain lanced hot and merciless, colliding with pleasure until I couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began. Soon, I couldn’t tell pain from pleasure. I cried out, my scream breaking raw into the night. “Stop!” I gasped, but he didn’t stop—he sank deeper, his bite tightening, his cock grinding harder, as if my protest only fed the hunger thrumming through him. And then—suddenly—the night split open with a sound so raw, so otherworldly, it froze me in place. It came again. A howl. Long. Piercing. Primal. Dangerous. Damning. It shattered everything. The heat in my veins froze. My body stiffened in his arms. The sound wasn’t human-made—it couldn’t be. It echoed through the garage, bouncing off the concrete, vibrating in my bones. Lucien stilled too, his teeth pulling from my skin, his gaze shifting toward the darkness. Another howl cut through the silence, sharper, louder, haunting. My breath hitched. My chest locked so tight I could barely draw air. I’d never heard anything like it in this city—except that night at Lucien’s home. But then, the howl had been gentler. Now, they sounded close to madness, half agony, half fury. This wasn’t my imagination. I knew it with chilling certainty.
Miraharlson · 1.1m Views