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The Silver Wolf :Shards Of The Moon

Ember Thorne grew up knowing the bitter truth: weakness is a death sentence. ​On her sixteenth birthday, when the primal surge of the Shift should have remade her, she was left agonizingly human. Her failure transformed her from the beloved Beta-elect’s daughter into a pariah—a fragile, scentless Omega in the unforgiving Shadow Creek pack. For two years, she has endured the endless grind of servitude and the crushing cruelty of her Alpha, surviving only by the protective shadows cast by her twin, Elias. ​She has accepted her fate: no wolf, no mate, no escape. ​But when Alpha Kael Blackwood, the ruthless leader of the legendary Silver Moon pack, arrives for a surprise alliance meeting, he doesn't see the broken servant the pack sees. He sees her. ​He hauled me against his armored chest, the sheer force of his presence sucking the air from the room. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, bored into mine. ​“You think you can reject me?” His voice was a lethal rumble, closer than a whisper, yet loud enough to shake the walls. “You are a scentless, wolf-less weakling. Yet, you carry my soul.” ​I tried to swallow, but my throat was dust. “I am nothing. You are the Silver Moon Alpha. Reject me and spare us both the ridicule.” ​A dark smile, devoid of kindness, stretched across his face. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, sending a jolt of fire and fear straight through me. ​“I won't reject you. You will be claimed, protected, and possessed. You are no longer Shadow Creek's shame. You are mine, Ember Thorne. And you will be the envy, the obsession, and the absolute focus of every enemy I have.”
Ask_of_Priest · 9.7k Views

Contract Marriage: The Lycan Queen's Tempting Fate [GL]

“No… I won't.” “Oh, petal, I wasn't asking. You WILL marry me.” **** Dr. Kiyomi, a neurosurgeon rogue lycan, lives in & never leaves the human hospital— the safest place for her. That’s until a high-profile mafia surgery goes wrong and she’s blamed for it despite being on leave. Suddenly the limelight is on her, forcing her rare last name back into the memories of people who have long wanted her dead — the Bogdan Lycans. As if that isn't enough, the Ivanov Russian mob is after her with vengeance in their hearts. Scared, Kiyomi leaves the hospital pretending to be a night-shift male nurse — which works, only for her to be kidnapped at the hospital’s entrance, by the cruel lycan queen’s guards who drag her to the queen Sakura’s human home. — — — Sakura Watanabe; the soulless crazy queen known to screw up everyone for fun. She ruins everything she touches and sucks the life out of everyone around her. She is bad, cruel, and a menace who does whatever she wants, however, and whenever she wants it. When she hears of Dr. Kiyomi’s misfortunes, she is curious to see what will make that lycan break, and orders that Kiyomi be brought to her, so she can sign the infamous Sakura contract that always leaves the signee dead, dead and dead. What Sakura doesn't factor in is the fact that the woman who walks through her door is her soulmate. And even worse is the desire she gets to protect Kiyomi. Not one to relent in the hands of fate, Sakura forces Kiyomi to sign the oppressive contract. What happens when Sakura's heart starts beating for Kiyomi, and she goes after everyone who hurt her soulmate? Will she cancel the contract and embrace love, or will she stay the stoic soulless queen with nothing to live for? And even better, how long can Sakura fight fate?
she_osprey · 1m Views

Alphas of Orion and their Unbroken Mate

(R-18 and dark themes, you have been warned.) Blurb: During my incarceration by my mate, I see a man leaning against the wall of the dungeon with his arms and legs coiled with heavy iron chains. Dressed only in tattered rags of a black robe his ghostly white skin is mostly on display. Tattoos like smoke crawl all the way from his neck to the side of his handsome and deeply chiselled face, but it's the eyes that have me in a trance. Deep red like the freshly spilt blood, such rich shade, and they stare directly at me with such intensity that I forget to breathe. My hand grabs the iron bar, and I steady myself as his curved lips move and he utters only one word to make my world crash and my magic lose control. “Mate!” My world shatters at his words. "You can see me?” He asks next, a voice calmer and yet deeper than Mariana Trench. It whispers all around me, murmuring against my skin as if trying to awaken something sleeping. “Yes, why shouldn't I be able to?” I question, slightly confused. A crease descends on my forehead. "No one else can," he answers with a wounded smile that wrecks my heart. Synopsis: In this post-apocalyptic world, Faes are hunted and killed mercilessly because they are blamed for the apocalypse that befell and destroyed half of the population. At 20, Amaia Zhāng is a Fae and is the last of her kind, or so she thinks. Her family and her whole village were massacred by the Dread Army in the name of keeping peace. She is the sole survivor and keeps her appearance cloaked. But she makes it her mission to train every day and become strong enough to avenge her kind. During a battle with a monster, her mate abandons and rejects her to save his life. Heartbroken, Amaia is left with no choice but to join Orion Academy. It is home to the greatest hunters and enforcers of her continent. It's a world where hunters and enforcers are treated like celebrities. She knows the training will help her fulfil her revenge plans and become a renowned hunter. And maybe along the way she will find another mate. But the twist of fate, deception and seduction from the man who is supposed to refer her to the Orion Academy leaves her with a curse and a tainted reputation. A curse which prevents her mate/mates from recognising her and prevents Amaia from informing them of who she is to them. As it turns out, Amaia is mated to hybrid Alphas of Orion, but none of them can feel the mate bond, and they believe she wants to seduce them. “Have some dignity, Amaia. You abandoned your mate and are now trying your seduction techniques on me. I have a fiancée.” Glares Alnilam, her first mate. “Don't look at me like that, lassie. I am saving myself for my mate.” Winks Alnitak, her second mate. “Stay away from me. You are not my mate,” scolds Mintaka, her third mate. “I will bring a garland constructed from your ex-mate's bones. How dare he hurt you?” Determination flashes in the eyes of Rigel, her fourth mate. Every time they turn her down and choose to be intimate with their chosen females, she feels every ounce of pain and hurt. Amidst the chaos and heartache in a place where enemies hide in plain sight. Can Amaia break this curse and have her mates recognise her as theirs? Does she have four mates or is there another twist hidden? Will she become a successful hunter and keep her identity hidden from the world and at the same time carry out her revenge? Read on to find out. A special thanks to @TheSlumbingCat for creating this beautiful cover for me. If you want to chat, find me on Discord, Facebook and Instagram with the same name.
Sunny_Shumail · 177.4k Views

Mommy Wolf: Raise A Cub, Claimed By His Beast Daddy

Sisi’s life becomes a nightmare on her birthday when her adoptive father tries to rape her. After she fights back valiantly, he beats her half to death and throws her into a ramshackle shed to rot. She believes she would die alone, until she discovers a wounded wolf cub hiding in the shadows. Drawing on her experience caring for infants, Sisi nurses the injured cub, only to learn he is no ordinary animal but a young wolf beastman named Jojo. When her father discovers Jojo and captures him, he threatens the cub’s life to force Sisi into his bed. Cornered and desperate, Sisi’s dormant faerie powers erupt. On that fateful night, she escapes with Jojo into the depths of the forest, vanishing where no one should be able to follow. Lost and hunted, the human girl and the little wolf beastman cling to each other for survival, until Jojo’s father, an Alpha wolf who had been crowned the new Beast King, finds them. Without warning, he seizes Sisi and declares: “My son has imprinted on you as his mother. You must take responsibility.” “H-How do I take responsibility?” Sisi whispers, terrified of being separated from Jojo. The Beast King pulls her close, his voice low and solemn. “Come with me. I will make you my official mate.” * PS: This story is about found family and motherhood, as well as a true love between a lone wolf and a faerie. Tags: Beastman, werewolf, faerie, slow burn romance, no rape, babyraising, possessive ML.
ForeverPupa · 128.6k Views

Love, lust and Christmas

Warning: VERY Explicit scenes involved and present why read one when you can read all... this Christmas join me on this captivating journey...as each day passes a new tale unfolds itself Multiple Stories. Multiple genres. One book. Infinite Desire. Just like your favourite Netflix series, Love, death and Robots ‎ ‎Snow falls. Bells chime. Hearts burn. ‎In this book, love is reborn...and sometimes, so is danger. ‎ ‎From snowed-in cabins and midnight kisses to forbidden affairs beneath ghostly moons, LOVE, SEX & CHRISTMAS is a dazzling anthology of seventy stories where romance glows brightest in the coldest nights. ‎ ‎Here, Christmas isn’t just a season....it’s a spell. ‎A spell that resurrects lost lovers, binds strangers under mistletoe, and tempts even angels to sin. ‎ ‎Inside, you’ll meet: ‎ ‎A woman trapped in a storm with a stranger who knows her secrets. ‎ ‎A priest who can’t resist the sinner who confesses to him. ‎ Two cousins making love under New year's light ‎A dollmaker whose creation falls in love with him beneath the Christmas moon. ‎ ‎Two rebels making love as the world ends in falling snow. ‎ ‎ ‎From sweet first kisses to dark immortal obsessions, each story unwraps a new layer of what love can mean when time slows, snow falls, and hearts remember what they’ve lost. ‎ ‎Tender, steamy, tragic, and magical, this book has everything you hopeless romantics need ‎Now What if every Christmas wish came true no matter the cost?
Angel_chrysalis · 9.3k Views

Thirty Days Of Seducing The Lycan King

"I know you wanted to fuck me so bad last night. I know you're excited that we're alone in these woods. I know you want me, Maverick. Stop resisting and give in." "You're so wrong and so bold." "Wrong?" My eyes dropped to his arousal. It was thick and straining. "Your cock breaking the water's surface tells me a different story." My fingers traveled lower until they made contact with something hard. He huffed as I trailed my fingers along his length. I gently wrapped my fingers around it. He was hot, hard__I could feel the veins of it beneath my grip. "You enjoy my touch, don't you?" He grabbed my hand but didn't pull it away. "Don't." The muscles in his forehead bulged. "Don't what?" "You keep pushing me." His grip tightened. "I will continue to do so until you give in." "Take your fucking hands off me and leave." He leaned closer until I could feel his warm breath on my face. I focused on his lips, wanting to capture them_to kiss him right now. "Why don't you take them yourself?" I began stroking him slowly. .... In a world where Lycans, and Hunters are sworn enemies, Lilith Blackheart, a powerful hunter, is assigned with one mission; seduce the Lycan King, make him fall in love, and destroy him. If she fails, she loses her claim to the Blackheart throne. Lilith has always known what she was from a young age; a hunter forged to hunt and kill Lycan, and werewolves. But everything took a different turn when she met him. When she discovers that the Lycan King, Maverick is her fated mate. As she utilized the mating bond to manipulate him, Lilith began to noticed that her own blackened heart was betraying her. With every touch, the line between duty and desire begins to blur, and she realizes that she's not only at the verge of losing her heart but also her life—if she dares to fail the mission.
Gift_Chanel_ · 14.2k Views

Aísē: My Five Supernatural Wives

(つ・・)つMature Reader Advisory The Protagonist: Well-mannered and stoic. He's accessible, but guided by a moral code that's constantly under fire. The Rules: Absolutely No NTR. Valerian is the only one in the picture. The Content: High-intensity Yandere dynamics, Incest themes, and frequent "Lemon" content. Read at your own risk. Join the Empire's Discord: discord.gg/3PU2YmjKgN Support the Chaos on Patreon: patreon.com/Empire_of_Vanity If you are still fine with all these warnings then go ahead.... Short Sypnosis: Valerian liked his life like he liked his coffee: black, bitter, and enjoyed in absolute silence. A man of impeccable manners and icy detachment, he was a master of keeping the world at a polite distance. He didn't want a throne, and he certainly didn't want a harem. But when a supernatural ritual glitches under the hand of a meddling "Author," Valerian’s quiet life is ground to dust. He didn't become a monster. He stayed Human—but a Human now surging with the clashing, potent bloodlines of five ancient races. .... ........ Long Sypnosis... Through a cosmic error, Valerian has become the ultimate biological prize. He is now soul-bound to five beautiful women, each a powerhouse of her race, and each possessing a terrifyingly singular obsession with their new husband: The Vampire: Who finds the intoxicating blood in his veins more addictive than any kill. The Werewolf: Who senses the Alpha's essence within him and refuses to let go. The Witch: Who views his body as the ultimate battery for her forbidden arts. The Succubus: Who sees a soul refined by discipline as the sweetest meal of all. The Druid: Who perceives him as the raw, pulsing heart of the natural world. .... ....... Valerian isn't "hard to get"—he's a gentleman, after all. But while he is quick to adapt, he is a man of firm morals. As the five bloodlines within him begin to harmonize, his polite exterior is under siege by primal instincts. He is forced to navigate a domestic battlefield where his ethics are tested by the "affections" of five Yandere wives who would rather break him than share him. He isn't fighting to save the world; he's fighting to keep his soul intact while his body demands he surrender to the chaos. .....
Ars_Vanitas · 790.8k Views

Vladimir's Marked Luna

She was sold like cattle. Now the monsters are bidding for her blood. ~ Lilith Brooks has always been the family disgrace; daughter of scandal, sister to the wanted daughter. When her mother dies and the only boy she ever loved betrays her, she vows never to beg for love again. But on the night she finally wins, fame, money, a taste of freedom but her family sells her into a nightmare. A supernatural auction. A realm ruled by wolves. And a man who buys her like property. Vladimir Dragunov is the Wintercrest Alpha, the feared ruler of the Lycan realm and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne soaked in blood, the last thing he needs is a defiant 'human' girl with a mouth as sharp as her mind and a humor darker than his past. But Lilith isn’t just anyone. She bears the Lunar Crest, a mark that could save or doom them all. When Kustav Volkov, an Alpha whose cursed blood runs in Lilith’s veins, comes to claim her as kin, Vladimir offers her a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection… or be torn apart by the wolves because of lycan laws. But as enemies battle, conspiracies are woven, legacies burn, and forbidden attraction ignites, their marriage of convenience becomes anything but convenient. But someone from Lilith’s past refuses to accept defeat for he once knew her body… and now wants her soul. --- Excerpt He cut me off. “If it were your mother…” I froze, the words withering on my lips. He pushed on. “If it was your mother she tossed around like a rag doll…” He brought his face down, those beautiful analytical eyes boring into me. His head descended farther with the precision of a predator that knew its prey would never bolt. He knew that—whether because of pride or crippling fear—I would let his breath ghost against my face. His head didn’t just dip, it closed in, deliberate, each inch stolen. Cold pine and iron seeped into my lungs until breathing felt like permission I hadn’t given. My pulse lurched, and my skin prickled with something I hated to name. His proximity tangled danger with an ache I didn’t want to acknowledge. His voice dropped, brushing my ear—not soft, not harsh, but in that dangerous middle ground where you couldn’t tell if the next sound would be a whisper or a shot. “If I had a gun to her head, you would have acted. You wouldn’t weigh the risks in your head—you would move, shift, anything, even if it meant she would still be harmed… or die.” The timbre of his words thrummed through me, pulling heat to places it didn’t belong. “For a sliver of a chance she might survive, you would do something. Still, you refuse to move—you make excuses, you let your past bind you…” His head crept lower until he was right at my ear, his breath curling along the shell in a way that made my knees want to betray me. “Yet… you want to destroy an Alpha. Have him brought down to his knees." *** Dark Fantasy Romance Possessive ML Angst Rival love interest but no love triangle High stakes drama High sexual tension Smut(Of Course)
Lilac_Everglade · 210.3k Views