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Lunar Legacy: Rise Of The Beastlord

"They called me a beast," "They called me a monster," "They killed my mother and took my sister, yet they called me the animal!" "I will make them pay!" After losing his mother and a young age, Jayden struggled with rage and isolation, getting angry at everybody and everything, while still having the dreams of crushing those who took his mother from him But his goal was hindered when he discovered that he couldn't possess an ability, he would remain a ordinary human in a world where power was everything. Years after being sent to therapy, he returns only to get struck by lightning. But before he could die, a mysterious interface appeared in his eyes [Requirement has been met] [System integrating...] [Alert! Non-human genes found in host; modifying system to meet Host's genetic code] [Curse has been forcefully activated] [Congratulations you have acquired the Beastlord system] "Huh? What the hell is this? And what curse is it talking about? Jayden thought as he slowly lost consciousness He wakes up as a new being entirely, receiving various powers and abilities related to nature and it's creatures, but the most incredible was the absolute control over beasts. Now he could achieve his goals without being stopped and get revenge for his mother. While also leading a war with the ancient beasts against beasts from beyond. .... "Mother, i have finally become the animal they say i am," Jayden chuckled, as he stared at the bright full moon "I have become the lord of beasts," he stated, as his body began to slowly transform into a large humanoid wolf. _________ A/Q: Don't mind the long synopsis, just wanted to make it seem more of a trailer-like summary. Anyways so pls add to collection if you like it and also support. There's going to be a lot of suspense and shocking revelations including the connection with my other book(Celestial Speed: Legacy) So if you're a fan of same universe/multiverse and crossover concept, then you'll enjoy it. Gracias! Join my discord server for updates and more information on my universe: https://discord.gg/kATuVbxaAb
Red_Hood69 · 544.6k Views

Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin

How would a wolf birth a witch and a witch wed the Devil’s Bone? Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel
Ace_zza · 85.8k Views

My Foster Brothers

After her mother’s death, seventeen-year-old Arielle Layton is sent to live on a remote farm with her new foster family. The Garren boys are tall, handsome, and fiercely protective, watching her with an intensity she can’t read… and isn’t sure she wants to. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Arielle uncovers a deadly family secret. One that shatters her world and pulls her into the center of a brutal feud she never knew existed. Now she’s caught between hot-headed brothers ready to fight first and bleed later, a rising pack war threatening to tear their land apart, and Casper Garren — the eldest, coldest, and most dangerous of them all. Every time they clash, the spark between them burns hotter. And it will either save them… or destroy the family she’s only just begun to belong to. ~.~ "Hey, Ari baby." A chill crawls down my spine at the way he says baby. "The wait is finally over."  "Wh-What are you talking about?" I start to back away from him but his hand shoots out fast and clamps on my wrist. He pulls me close and buries his nose in my hair, sniffing deeply.  I try to wriggle away, only to be rooted when he faces me and his eyes are bloodshot. A scream rips from my mouth and is quickly cut short with a fist around my neck.  "Don't ruin this, baby."  Dave's voice cuts over the pounding of my heart and the dark blur of tears in my eyes.  "Please…"  He laughs low and animalistic. "I promise, I'll go slow." And his teeth start growing longer and sharper until it's like looking at the mouth of a wild beast.  Another scream dies in my throat. My mind scrambles, but nothing has prepared me for this. Cold dread grips me as I realize nobody is coming to save me.  "Once I mark you," Dave leans in, his breath fanning my face, "then I'll keep you all to myself. And they won't—"  His words cut off abruptly, and the hands on me vanish with a loud crash. I stumble to the ground as a large wolf with pitch black fur stands between me and Dave, growling.  I hear someone shout my name from a distance, but my body is shaking and my mind is slipping away from the fright.  The last thing I see is the wolf leaping through the air and sinking fangs and claws into Dave's terrified face. 
Jomiah · 9.6k Views

The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.
Paschalinelily · 2.2m Views

I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Authors Note: I am not quitting the book, updates our sporadic as I settle in to my new home, check comments in new chapters for updated pictures of our new safe home!***
devonany · 297.6k Views

Defy The Alpha(s)

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all.
Glimmy · 4.9m 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_ · 1.8m Views

THE KING’s SLAVE BRIDE

In a world where Lycans have placed themselves above every other species, and hybrids are deemed a taboo of nature and a threat to all, Nara, the two-spirit hybrid princess of a nomad clan, is captured by the ruthless reigning Lycan King, Kaedyr and forced into slavery alongside her people. With her parents taken by the Lycan king, Nara tries her best to be the source of strength and hope her people need while in the slave encampment. A proposition comes from the palace from the Queen Dowager for Nara to marry the King and produce a male heir in return in favour of saving her people from captivity and her parents from death row. chance for freedom for her people and the possibility of saving her parents from death row. Nara agrees to the Queen Dowager's offer, but the sudden appearance of Prince Lyrien is set to unsettle Nara's resolve. She finds herself fighting against her growing attraction for King Kaedyr while trying to brush off the advances of the enigmatic Lycan Prince, Lyrien. Can Nara set aside her pride for the sake of her people and the lives of her parents? Is she ready to face the truth of the part she played in what led to her people being captured? Will the Lycan King Kaedyr fall for the brash yet soft hybrid princess or will he see the hidden truth behind her motive? Does Nara possess the tenacity to navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics? How will she handle threats from outside and within? Can she also be the eyes and ears the Queen Dowager expects her to be without hurting the ones she cares about along the way? Can she forgive those who have wronged her or will her growing desire for revenge consume her?  Join me as we dive into this world of supernaturals, with a little blend of humans and an insane amount of deceit, betrayal, Lycan politics, passion, tension, and forbidden love, where the line between good and evil, right and wrong is constantly blurred.
ManicKiller_Wright · 142.6k Views

The Demon of The North

As an illegitimate daughter of the late Count Rotschild, Vivianne's life has been a living hell since her father's death from the accident, along with her mother. Forced to live as a servant in the Rothschild mansion, Vivianne's fortunes take an even darker turn when her powerful stepbrother, the current Count, arranges for her to marry the tyrannical emperor, Dietrich Erengrad. However, Dietrich rejects Vivianne as his mate due to her unique pheromones, which continue to attract other alpha werewolves even after he marks her. Tossed aside without protection, Vivianne becomes trapped in a nightmare, unable to control her own heats as she is mocked, used, and treated as a mere lust object by the lustful alpha wolves of the imperial palace. After enduring three years of this living hell, Vivianne sees no other choice but to take her life. In her final act, she curses those who have abused her, praying that if she is ever given another chance at life, her tormentors will experience an even worse fate. Miraculously, the gods hear Vivianne's plea and grant her a second chance, sending her back in time three months before her horrific ordeal began. Now, Vivianne is determined to escape this cruel destiny by any means necessary, no matter the cost. And to save her life this time, she turned into the famous Grand Duke of the North, the one people called a monster. Roxanne de Borgia is an alpha female with a powerful lineage from the werewolf royal family and the strongest demon king of the demon race.
ToriAnne · 235.1k Views