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Born an heir. Enslaved before her tenth summer. Nova Moonveil spent seven years in silver chains after her pack was slaughtered and her crown stolen. Broken, silent, and forgotten, she survives as an Omega in a court ruled by monsters. When Alpha King Finric Shadowclaw arrives to claim a political bride, he scents her instead. He takes her as part of the bargain. Her escape ignites war. Hunted by her past and trapped in a court where cruelty wears a crown, Nova must survive long enough to awaken the ancient blood buried inside her. Because she was never meant to be a slave. She was meant to be a queen. ------------------------------------------ Author's Note: Starting at Chapter 49, the story becomes Rated R (18+)

She applied for a simple teaching job but she ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life [ Complete Goals to Unlock Bonus Chapters: 1,000 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter 500 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter 1 Magic Castle = +2 Bonus Chapters ]

Crimson Sigil: The Unkillable Sovereign Betrayed before he ever knew his true bloodline, Kael Ardyn was born to a fallen werewolf sovereign and hidden by a human mother who gave her life to keep him safe. When a dying ancient vampire chooses him as his final legacy, the impossible is born: a hybrid immortal marked by the living Crimson Sigil, wielder of blood, shadow, and storm, who cannot be killed. His awakening shatters the night. His village is massacred. His family erased. And the truth of his existence becomes a threat to every supernatural order that has ever ruled the dark. For five thousand years, Kael builds an empire from the ashes—unbreakable oaths, an unyielding army, and a race called the Aethernox who refuse to be divided. Feared as the Crimson Sovereign, he stands above vampires, werewolves, and gods alike, his white hair a banner of divinity, his power so absolute that even the heavens bend. But eternity has teeth. When ancient pantheons and infernal legions finally unite to seal the threat they can no longer ignore, Kael is trapped in a cosmic void. To escape, he chooses reincarnation—born again as a descendant in his own bloodline, carrying the living Crimson Sigil and fragments of a life the world tried to erase. Now, in a future empire that has forgotten its founder, Kael rises once more. Old powers reactivate. Ancient bloodhounds—now immortal elders—feel the sigil’s call and kneel again. The gods who sealed him tremble. And the Sovereign remembers everything. This is not a story of revenge. It is the story of a law that refuses to die. A man who refuses to be forgotten. And an empire that will either kneel to its creator… or be reminded why it should. Dark epic fantasy. Brutal godly battles. Empire-building across millennia. Immortal progression. Slow-burn legacy. And a sovereign who never truly falls. Crimson Sigil: The Unkillable Sovereign The night is long. The sigil remembers. And it is coming back.

KISS OF THE VAMPIRE: THE GIRL WITH THE SHARP SWORD They said he would be a savior. No one said he’d bury them all first. For centuries, the vampire nobility ruled with crimson claws and ancient blood rites, their power etched into every corner of the world. Humans were livestock. Rebellion? A forgotten dream. Then came Deyviel—the lone survivor of a massacre, wielding a blade sharper than truth itself. He's no chosen one. No prophecy shields him. Just rage, scars, and the will to fight monsters that once ruled him. With each swing of his sword, Deyviel cuts deeper into the world’s dark history—unearthing secrets meant to stay buried, and facing enemies who’ve lived long enough to become legends. But even as he fights to end an empire of blood, the line between hero and executioner starts to blur. And when the girl with the sharp sword reappears—her past tied to his own—Deyviel realizes that the real war isn’t just against vampires… It’s against fate itself.

Kael never wanted to be special. He was just a vlogger, chasing views, recording his life, trying to matter in a normal world. Then one night, everything shattered. Monsters came for him. Magic tore open reality. And Kael learned the truth he was never meant to know — he is bound to an ancient prophecy, one that names him as the key to stopping a great evil long thought to be only a myth. That evil has a name. Azharel. Hidden within the walls of an ancient manor-castle, Kael is pulled into a secret world of sorcerers, vampires, forgotten wars, and lies buried for centuries. The magical community calls him the Chosen One, but Kael feels more like a prisoner than a savior. He didn’t ask for this life. He didn’t ask to be hunted. And he didn’t ask to become a weapon. As Kael recovers from near-fatal wounds, something terrifying becomes clear — his body heals far too fast. His strength grows without training. His rage unlocks a dark aura that even seasoned sorcerers fear. Some see hope in him. Others see a disaster waiting to happen. Training begins early, harsh, and unforgiving. Under a powerful and merciless sensei, Kael is beaten down again and again, not to break him — but to test what sleeps inside him. Each fight pulls him closer to something ancient and violent, something that answers when he loses control. Though he loses every battle, the castle whispers the same truth: Kael is growing stronger at an unnatural pace. And Azharel is watching. Through nightmares and visions, Kael comes face to face with the shadow of the dragon-like entity stirring beyond reality. Azharel knows Kael’s name. Knows his fear. Knows his anger. And promises that Kael will belong to him in the end. As tension rises inside the castle, danger no longer comes only from outside its walls. Members of the High Council begin to argue whether Kael should even be kept alive — or sent away to protect everyone else. Old grudges resurface. Accusations fly. Selene, the vampire woman who saved Kael’s life, becomes a target of suspicion. As the daughter of the Vampire Lord, many believe she cannot be trusted. Vampires and sorcerers have warred for generations, and some are convinced Selene is a spy. Others go further, accusing her father of working to resurrect Azharel himself. Even Kael doesn’t know who to trust anymore. His reflection starts to betray him — smiling back when he isn’t. Whispering doubt. Twisting his thoughts. Each time he looks away, it’s gone. But the fear remains. Is the darkness inside him his own… or something else waking up? The castle that promised safety begins to feel like a cage. The prophecy that named him a savior feels more like a curse. And as factions rise, secrets unravel, and Azharel’s presence grows stronger, Kael must face the most terrifying truth of all: Stopping the great evil may require becoming something just as dark. And Kael is no longer sure he will survive as himself.

To be rejected by her childhood sweetheart, her best friend and claimed by her parents' murderer. Nova Silvercrest survived three failed awakenings, was publicly humiliated and betrayed by her childhood friend--all in one night. Then the Lycan King stepped out of the shadows and took her as his fated mate, breaking everything she thought she knew about herself. Turns out being "wolfless” was a lie, and that her parents' deaths wasn’t a random outcome of the war. And the bond burning between her and the fierce Lycan King may be the only real thing in this life where lies are built trap by trap. But how do you tell who to trust in this world, where mate bonds can be faked, and power comes at a price in blood?

The Bard of Destiny: Synopsis After a fatal accident, a modern man wakes up in the body of Jaskier, the Continent’s most famous (and most annoying) bard. He arrives at Oxenfurt Academy years before the TV show begins, armed with one massive advantage: he knows exactly how the story ends. To save Geralt, Yennefer, and Ciri from their tragic fates, he must transform the "comic relief" into a legendary powerhouse. From writing "Toss a Coin to Your Witcher" to change public opinion, to surviving the fall of Cintra, he uses his knowledge and newfound magic to rewrite the history of the Continent. He isn't just a singer anymore—he’s the secret weapon the Witcher family never saw coming. The Bard’s Arsenal: The Powers 1. Bardic Resonance (The Song of Power) What it does: Reality-warping music. The more famous his songs become and the more people believe in them, the stronger he gets. He can heal wounds, inspire armies, or shatter a monster’s spirit just by striking the right chord. 2. Evasion Instinct (The Dancer's Gift) What it does: Supernatural survival. His body reacts to danger before his mind even registers it. This allows a "non-combatant" bard to dance through a chaotic battlefield and dodge lethal strikes from soldiers and monsters alike. 3. Voice of Command (The Compelling Word) What it does: Instant obedience. With a single spoken or sung word, he can freeze an enemy in place, force a crowd to listen, or compel an assassin to drop their weapon. 4. Elemental Verse What it does: Pure combat magic. He can weave music into physical shields that block magic or "Battle Hymns" that magically boost the speed and strength of allies like Geralt and Ciri, turning a losing fight into a victory.

On June 29, 2125, the apocalypse occurred on the very day of the launch of an artificial intelligence satellite launched by a world-class company called Pandora Tech. The purpose of this AI-based satellite was to control the world's automated electronic systems, including all internet networks, services, and free Wi-Fi. However, an hour after launch, the satellite returned to Earth and transformed everything—from machines, plants, animals, and humans—into half-zombie, half-robot monsters. A 17-year-old boy who experienced this event was rescued by a system and returned to the morning before the apocalypse. Having failed to save those closest to him, the system finally unlocked and gave him the power to become a werewolf, absorbing souls to transform them into Shadow Wolves. Afterward, he began to survive in the post-apocalyptic world alone, with only half his humanity and soul remaining, having failed to carry out a mission he knew nothing about. This is a war of survival between mysticism and magic against technology. Will he save the world or destroy it?

In the golden heart of Chang’an, where 108 walled wards hide a thousand secrets, the scent of imperial incense cannot mask the metallic tang of fresh blood or the low, hungry growl of a predator wearing a Prince’s silk robes. Chang’an was a city of silk and shadows in the history of China. In the year 745, Chang’an in Tang Dynasty is at its zenith, but behind the crimson palace walls, a primal horror stirs. Li Mei, the daughter of a disgraced imperial physician, has spent her life hiding a secret: she can "smell" the truth. When a string of gruesome, beast-like murders terrifies the 108 wards, the Empress Dowager summons Mei to the palace to "cure" the Prince’s mysterious illness. Prince Zhao is the empire’s fiercest sword, but beneath his cold, aloof exterior, he is rotting with a curse the court calls "Qi deviation". Mei quickly discovers it is no sickness—it is a werewolf plague. Every full moon, the Prince transforms into a silver-clawed beast, and Mei is the only one whose herbal elixirs can suppress the monster. As they hunt the true architect of the curse, the line between healer and prey blurs. In a court where every smile hides a blade, Mei must decide: can she love the man who might devour her under the moon’s cold light? This Oriental Suspense blends Imperial Intrigue with Werewolf Horror, creating a journey of survival, betrayal, and forbidden passion.

Inside the red walls of the Forbidden City, the most dangerous predator isn't the Emperor's political rivals—it is the man who guards his bedroom door, a beast in silk robes waiting for the moon to bleed. The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival was supposed to be a celebration of celestial harmony in China. Instead, the Forbidden City was bathed in the copper scent of blood. Three high-ranking officials were found shredded within a locked treasury, their bodies bearing wounds that no human blade could inflict. Lin Xiyao, a physician ignored by her peers, is summoned to analyze the remains. Using her Heavenly Forensic extraction technique, she discovers a single, silver-white hair—a clue that leads directly to the Emperor’s most trusted shadow, Lu Yan, the Commander of the Jinyiwei. Lu Yan is a man of cold steel and lethal silence, but beneath his embroidered uniform beats the heart of a feral beast. He is the victim of a hereditary lunar curse, a secret that would lead to his execution if ever revealed. When he realizes the young physician has found his secret, he doesn't kill her. Instead, he traps her in a deadly pact: she must find a Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) cure for his transformation before the Blood Moon arrives, or they will both be devoured by the palace's shadows. As the investigation deepens, Xiyao uncovers a conspiracy involving forbidden alchemy and ancient folklore that threatens to topple the Ming Dynasty. In a world of incense and irony, Xiyao must navigate a path where the man she is falling for is the very monster she is hunting. Can a silver needle restrain the hunger of a wolf?

On the day she turned eighteen, Melody a Fea princess is traded into marriage to the newly crowned Alpha of Tharenos-a kindom of wolves. Orionn is cold ruthless and bound by duty alone. He does not want a bride, she does not want a crown. Yet their union binds more than politics, it awakens a dangerous bond neither of them can escape . In a court where where power devours the weak ,Melody refuses to break. Beneath her silence lies fire, intelligence, and a truth that could shatter the continent of Deveria if exposed. as the navigates hostile traditions, and buried histories of the four kingdoms of Deveria including the lost vampire kingdom, She learns that survivial is not enough. Orionn the Alpha who swore never to feel, may soon discover that his greatest threat to his unlightable life if the wife he never wanted.

This fanfiction will remain up, But I will go through the Prologue through Chapter Thirteen rewriting each one.

Viola Linden wasn’t your average girl, nor was she meek or weak. Cold-hearted. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. He was an Alpha who had sworn off love, hardened by loss and a so called prophecy, certain he would never allow another woman into his life. But fate is a cruel trickster, and this fragile, broken girl carried a power he could neither ignore nor control. A wolfless Luna with fire in her veins, capable of shaking his empire to its core, and a desire that threatened to consume them both. When suppressed powers awaken and desire refuses to be denied, Viola will challenge everything he thought he knew, and show him that even the most untouchable Alpha can be undone by the woman he refuses to claim. ~~~ "You wear that mask as if it hides your intentions," she murmured, her gaze locked on his eyes through the fabric. He tilted his head, a slow smirk curling his lips. "It hides my weakness. And you… you’re the only one who can see through it." "You didn’t have to come tonight," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "And let someone else touch what’s already mine?" His words were low, almost dangerous. "I don’t belong to you. You never wanted me," she shot back, though her pulse betrayed her. "Then why did your hand find mine in that room full of strangers?" Before she could answer, he spun her, his arm sliding possessively around her waist, pulling her chest flush against him. The heat from his body pressed into her, igniting a fire she hadn’t expected. "Careful. People are watching us," she said, half command, half plea. "Let them," he whispered close to her ear. "Maybe honesty deserves an audience." "You’re dangerous in crowds," she breathed, shivering despite herself. "I'm worse alone with you, Mi amor." "Then step away," she challenged, though the words trembled. "Make me." The music slowed and faded, but the tension between them only grew, thick and consuming. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath shallow, as she felt the pull he had on her, magnetic and undeniable. "If this ends badly…" she warned, fear threading her words. "It won’t," he said, his voice a low promise that sent heat straight through her veins. "It will end with you in my arms… whether you want it or not." ~~~ WARNING MATURE CONTENT!

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Sold like a piece of property to settle a debt, Ember expects to find a monster at the end of her journey. Instead, she finds Evander—the Alpha of a broken pack, haunted by a curse that turns his very touch to ice and shadow. As the only one who can withstand his power, Ember must decide if she is his captive or the flame that will finally melt his frozen heart.

Long before vampires existed, there was fire. Michael Keller is an immortal anomaly reborn centuries too early, untouched by age or death, wielding a power that bends but never obeys witchcraft. For over a thousand years, he watched history unfold in silence, protecting hidden covens and burning the dead so their souls never lingered too long. In the modern world, his presence shatters the balance. Spells misfire, Originals grow uneasy, doppelgängers draw his attention and ancient magic recognizes him as something undeniable, a force of nature that cannot be stopped. Neither hero nor villain, Michael is a force of restraint in a world of excess. And when fire enters Mystic Falls, fate doesn’t repeat itself. It burns. Patreon.com/Fredozy.

(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.

Branded a monster at seven, Avira is accused of igniting a fire that kills hundreds and she is cast out to face the world alone. Years later, after enduring cruelty and pain in Moonfire Pack, history repeats itself. Framed once more, she is condemned to the Devouring Hunt–the most brutal execution a werewolf can face. She was meant to die, instead, Dylan’s rescue delivers her to the powerful TwinMoon Pack, where hope flickers, but briefly. Secrets, blood, and betrayal lurk beneath the surface, and fate has far crueler plans. Forged by pain, sharpened by survival, Avira refuses to remain a victim. With or without the Alpha twins, she will rise, fight, and claim what was always hers–the TwinMoon throne. • Dark fantasy • Power struggles • Fated bonds READER DISCRETION ADVISED!

"What... I'm a werewolf?!" Leo froze in fear. "And an alpha candidate?" ---- (Warning there will be gore and horror elements that will come into play in this story later) In the year 2125 the human race faced extinction at the hands of a giant colossal titan that appeared and vanished without a trace. It left a wave of monstrous beasts in its wake which humanity barely survived. Months after various portals appeared across all of humanity leading to another realm called Hellscape, here only humans who are called by Hellscape can become awakened superhumans and survive while trying to keep the beasts from coming through. Leonardo Hall a teenage boy who is known as the "peerless loser" has failed to get stronger till a near death experience causes him to awaken a strange cursed legacy and change his life. His only goal to keep moving forward is to provide for his sister and his family, now bestowed a legacy of the dire wolf he will begin a new path to become the strongest. And face the struggles of being a werewolf having to build a pack. Goals: 20 Powerstones = 1 extra chap per week 50 Powerstones = 3 extra chap per week 100 powerstones = 5 extra chap per week 20 Golden Tickets = 3 extra chap per week 50 Golden Tickets = 5 extra chap per week 100 Golden Tickets = 7 extra chap per week 1 new discord member = 1 extra chapter ============= (A/N: There will be no harem in this book whatsoever. The MC gets stronger over time but through struggles. Side characters will be complex and in-depth. The world building and power system will be intricate and interesting. High stakes battles and deep lore.)

A knife in the pregnant Luna’s belly. All evidence points to the Alpha’s scorned concubine. Althea didn’t do it. But no one will believe the wolfless omega who was rejected, humiliated, and made his slave. So she runs—straight into the Red Mist and into the jaws of the one creature that even the Alpha hunting her fears. --- Thorne Vargan, the Hellhound of the North Clan, swore bloody retribution on everyone responsible for destroying all he had ever known—especially the woman who beheaded his mother. As fate would twist it, that woman’s daughter stumbles into his hellish domain… And Thorne is not letting her go. He claims her. As captive. As leverage. As vengeance. But the fates have a different tale to weave as something in him hungers for her in ways far more dangerous than hate. Her scent tempts him. Her fear intrigues him. Her secrets threaten to set his bloodand the entire pack system on fire. And while Thorne pins her to his world with claws and shadow, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back.m