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In the Blood moon Pack, Aurora Hale is the mistake everyone wishes never happened. Born wolf-less to a prestigious Alpha family, she’s the shameful daughter, the unwanted sister, the girl the pack forgets until they need someone to blame. For eighteen years, Aurora’s plan is simple: keep her head down, survive the cruelty, and run the moment she turns eighteen. But on the night of her birthday, everything falls apart. Her wolf finally awakens, late, wild, and marked. And the mate bond snaps into place with brutal clarity. Her mate is Kade Blackthorn: the next Alpha, her sister’s beloved fiancé… and the boy who made her life a living hell. Aurora wants nothing from him. Not his pity. Not his protection. And definitely not his love. She’s spent a lifetime learning how to live without being wanted, she refuses to chain herself to the wolf who once enjoyed watching her break. Kade, however, is discovering a new kind of torment: needing the one girl who would rather burn their bond than accept it. With the pack watching, secrets unravelling, and a dangerous mark on Aurora’s skin that could rewrite the laws of their world, walking away won’t be easy. He can’t live without her. She refuses to live for him. Between them lies a bond that feels a lot like war. Can something so broken ever be remade into love, or will the wolf she hates drag them both past the point of no return?

Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Hale finally feels her wolf stir… just in time to attend the mating ceremony where the Moon Goddess will reveal her destined mate.She has spent her whole life as the pack’s weakest link – her wolf sealed, her power mocked, her future uncertain. But one touch will change everything.When her eyes meet those of Liam Blackwood, the cruel, golden future Alpha of Nightfall Pack, the bond snaps into place. He is her fated mate. Her miracle. Her salvation.And he rejects her on the spot.Humiliated, heartbroken, and banished, Aria thinks her story ends there… until a black car stops on the edge of the territory and the man inside offers her a choice.Damien Blackwood. Liam’s older brother. Cold. Untouchable. A billionaire who left the pack years ago—and the only wolf Liam has ever feared.“Come with me,” Damien says. “I’ll give you a home, protection… and a chance to become strong enough that they will all kneel.”Under his roof, Aria’s “weak” wolf begins to awaken. Dark secrets unravel. And the truth emerges: she is not just any wolf. She is a hidden Omega Queen.When danger threatens the pack that rejected her, Liam comes crawling back, begging for a second chance.But Aria is no longer the powerless girl he threw away.She must choose: the mate who broke her, or the brother who rebuilt her—and the throne the Moon Goddess always meant for her to claim.

She was sold to the man who wants her dead. Princess Liora Ashenbane wakes up in a golden cage, drugged, betrayed, and handed over to the Alpha King of the werewolves. Thessian Nightfang believes she murdered his mate and slaughtered his people. The evidence shows her face. The punishment is death. She has three weeks until the full moon to prove she’s innocent. Three weeks to survive his hatred. Three weeks to uncover the truth. Three weeks before the Alpha King rips her throat out. But the massacre wasn’t what it seemed, and Liora is the key to a conspiracy that could destroy both humans and werewolves. Enemies to lovers. Weak to strong. Golden cage. Alpha King with a broken heart. She falls for the man who swore to kill her. This is very dark.

She was meant to die nameless in the dark. Instead, she crossed paths with a being the world forgot — an immortal wolf who walks in human skin. Feared as a monster, worshipped as a god, he has lived countless lifetimes without desire, without attachment… until her. As false gods rise, towns betray, and war marches toward them, she becomes his only weakness — and his only reason to kneel. This is not a love story of purity. It is a legend of possession, restraint, jealousy, and a beast who learns what it means to protect instead of consume.

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

All Riley Miller wanted was to pay off her loans and forget the empty space inside her. Then Kael Bloodmoon shattered her world. A centuries-old werewolf Alpha, he drags her into a brutal hidden society, claiming she is the last Aethelgard, a human "Keyholder" magically enslaved to his bloodline. Trapped between Kael's raw, possessive fury and the cold, calculating schemes of his brother Kain, Riley finds herself at the center of a pack war while navigating threats from ancient vampires and darker creatures. The magical bond that chains her to Kael is eating her alive, and the only people with answers are the ones using her as a pawn. To survive, Riley must learn who to trust in a world of monsters, even if the most dangerous one is the possessive, broken king who claims she belongs to him.

What started as a simple night-time robbery turned into an experience he'll never forget. Dezhong Prince, a cunning teenager,, spent the last day of an old year robbing a simple store with his friends until he took a detour that changed his life. While moving through, he's met with a beast that torments him throughout the whole night until he receives this: [Congratulations. You are the first to receive The Beast System.] Knowing he isn't the only one with the beast system, Dezhong must now grow stronger for when he encounters the others. However, he's also faced with another quest, [Discover the Shadow King.] Find out more in Awakened: The Beast System. Instagram: jt3art. Discord:https://discord.gg/fXdgzMrsmQ. -------------- Release rate: One chapter a day(bear with me, this isn't the only novel I have.) This is my first werewolf novel and it's got a lot of references to famous werewolf novels as well so, feel free to comment and let me know whether its good or not. Don't forget to comment, LEAVE A REVIEW, and vote with powerstones. Golden tickets are highly appreciated as well. Join the Discord server for sneak peeks, character images, and have a character of your own added to the novel. See you there.

In a kingdom ruled by tradition and power, Prince Edward II lives without mercy or restraint. Arrogant, feared, and untouched by love, he believes himself beyond consequence—until a single night in the Black Forest changes his fate forever. A mysterious curse binds his destiny to the shadows, forcing him to confront loss, love, and the monster within. As darkness tightens its grip, Edward must choose between embracing the beast he has become or sacrificing everything to reclaim his humanity.

Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.

"No one will want you after I'm done with you. Doesn't matter, even if you reject me. I'll always have a new mate, but no one will want the scraps left by a royal enforcer." **** When he's rejected by his first mate, only to be given an omega as a second-chance mate, Acrod's Royal Enforcer, Grant Hindley, is everything but thrilled at the decision. Especially since he refuses to get over his ex, one of the most powerful Lycans alive, so he takes out his anger and frustrations on the omega he is mated to. A part of Grant expects a rebellion, but what he gets is love from his ever-abused omega. But is it love, though, when the omega is not even an omega, but a vengeful psycho werewolf prince who loves playing mind games and despises the enforcer for his cruelty toward his people? — — — Hiding in plain sight as Nour, an omega, and against his father, the king's, wishes, free-spirited Prince Cassius only wants to have fun before ascending the throne. He doesn't want a mate, much to his father's dismay, but the king lets him be. However, a mating ceremony forces him out of his comfort zone, and into the most challenging of adventures, one that he leans into, because he wants the full experience of a mate bond. He forces himself to endure, but there is only so much that he can endure before he snaps. And when he does snap, everything is turned upside down. Heaven becomes hell in so many ways. Justice is a thing of the past as vengeance shows up in the form of the goddess's worst creation - a devil Lycan mate for the prince. A man who doesn't mind getting his hands dirty just to see a smile on the prince's face. And his first target? Royal. Enforcer. Grant. And he is determined to avenge his prince; come hell or high water. Maybe two wrongs make a right after all, no? *** // Sequel to "Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner." But it can be read as a standalone. * When Fire meets Fate

When vampire hunter Vexa Raine is hunted by both her own coven and the ancient Shadow Eaters, she has no choice but to strike a forbidden pact with Rook Theron—a cursed wolf alpha whose life hangs by a thread. Bound by a soul-sharing contract, they must set aside centuries of blood feud to survive. But as their bond deepens, they’ll discover their fates are tangled in a prophecy that could destroy both their kinds… or save them. A dark fantasy romance of enemies-turned-allies, cursed bloodlines, and a pact that could cost them everything.

Selara carries a secret powerful enough to start a war. Hunted after the fall of her royal bloodline, she is forced into the territory of Draven Blackclaw, a cold, dangerous Alpha whose obsession with control is matched only by his hunger for dominance. He does not trust her. He does not want her. Yet he cannot let her go. Their connection begins in hostility and grows into a dangerous game of power, desire, and restraint. Selara refuses to submit. Draven refuses to release her. Between them lies a fragile line between protection and possession. As enemies rise and the pack begins to question their Alpha’s loyalty, Selara must decide whether revenge matters more than survival and whether loving Draven will save her… or destroy them both. A slow-burn, dark werewolf romance packed with obsession, forbidden attraction, enemies-to-lovers tension, and explosive secrets.

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Rejection is supposed to break them. When Elara Moonveil is publicly rejected by her Alpha mate, she loses everything—her pack, her future, and the life the Moon promised her. But the bond does not break. Instead, it burns… and awakens something far more dangerous within her. As Elara rises from discarded to powerful, her rejected mate is forced to watch her become everything he feared—and everything he no longer deserves. With rival packs circling, ancient bloodlines stirring, and the Blood Moon counting down, survival demands more than fate ever promised. This is not a story about forgiveness given freely. It is a story about power earned, love chosen, and an Alpha who must kneel for the mate he once cast aside. A slow-burn werewolf romance series featuring rejected mates, brutal grovel arcs, strong female leads, and love that refuses to be owned.

After dying of a heart attack at thirty-four, a high-level executive wakes up in a shallow grave in the Louisiana woods. He’s transmigrated into the body of Samuel Huffman, a 150-year-old vampire "nobody" who was recently staked and left for dead. Bonded to the Vampire Monarch System, Samuel realizes that in the world of True Blood, age usually equals power—but his system is the ultimate equalizer. While the vampire world is busy "mainstreaming" with synthetic blood, Samuel uses his corporate instincts and supernatural interface to build a kingdom from the margins of Bon Temps. From manipulating the Authority to building a loyal nest, he’s not just surviving the night; he’s rewriting the hierarchy. The System: Vampire Monarch Blood Potency (BP): The core measure of power. While other vampires wait centuries to grow stronger, Samuel can accelerate his BP through strategic actions and "consuming" influence, allowing a young-looking vampire to hit with the force of an Elder. Glamour & Mental Influence: A specialized skill tree that enhances the natural vampire ability to hypnotize. Samuel can invest points to bypass the mental resistance of humans and even cloud the minds of other supernatural beings. Territory & Dominion: The system provides a tactical overlay of Bon Temps and beyond. Claiming "Dominion" over a location provides passive resource generation (wealth and blood supply) and alerts Samuel to any rival vampires entering his turf. Lineage & Progeny Management: This function allows Samuel to track the loyalty and growth of his "children" (vampires he turns). It ensures his bloodline remains fanatically loyal, creating a built-in army that grows as he does.

For five years, Nessa Gray survived as the weakest omega in the Silverwood Pack. Beaten down. Ignored. Humiliated. On her twentieth birthday, her fated mate, the future Alpha Marcus, rejects her in front of the entire pack, calling her worthless. That night, Nessa’s life shatters… and something dangerous awakens. When she rises days later, she is no longer the omega they broke. Power runs in her blood, power that was never meant to surface. As Nessa plans her escape, Marcus begins to want her back, drawn to the very strength he once despised. But he isn’t the only one watching. With her past catching up and enemies closing in, Nessa must choose: hide and survive… or embrace the truth that could destroy the pack that made her weak.

Zara, a weak omega girl, was betrayed by the two people she trusted most—her boyfriend Losif and her best friend Lyra, who ended up marrying each other. Falsely accused of treason, Zara was branded with a slave mark and sold like property in the slave market. But fate—or perhaps revenge—had other plans. An alpha from a powerful pack bought her and claimed her as his mate. Everyone thought it was a twist of destiny. But only Zara knew the truth: she had planned this. Because Lyra, the girl she hated most, was that alpha’s daughter. Zara had known from the start who he was, and she got close to him for one reason only—revenge. To ruin the people who ruined her. But things didn’t go as she expected. His three grown sons hated her. The pack rejected her. And the alpha himself… began to truly care for her. Zara was never weak. Her father had once called her cursed, because she had another side buried deep within—a side that could defeat even the strongest alphas. One promise had kept her power sealed. But once that promise broke, Zara unleashed her true self. And then the real chaos began. Because not only was the alpha her fated mate… but so were his three sons—the same mens who wanted nothing more than to see her gone.

Being the fat, unwanted ugly duckling with no wolf would've been survivable. But the daily cruelty—from classmates at school and a vicious stepbrother at home—was too much for Anita to carry. One month before her eighteenth birthday, she steps in front of a speeding truck, ready to end it all. With her last breath, she curses the day she was born—relieved that death has finally set her free. Except… death doesn't come. Instead, Anita wakes up in a different time. A different world. A different body. Same nightmare family. Before she can understand what's happening, her stepbrother sells her off to settle his debt—handing her to the Alpha of the Dark Shadow Park, the most ruthless Alpha Mafia King alive. A man feared across realms. A man who owns everything he touches. Including her. Trapped in the hands of a cold, merciless Alpha who plans to use her and never let her go, Anita's new life spirals into violence, desire, and dark power plays. Survival becomes a daily battle. But fate isn't done being cruel. Because the monster who owns her—is also her moon-given mate. Now Anita must choose: Submit to destiny, or rewrite it in blood.

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.