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Pregnant With The Tryant Alpha’s Heir: The Child Of Doom Prophecy

In the shadowed world of shifters, Lyra Silvermoon was raised to become the perfect Luna—destined to bond with her childhood friend and supposed fated mate, Aric, uniting the packs in peace. But on the night of their sacred ceremony, the ancestral stone shattered at her touch, unleashing a terrifying prophecy: Any child born from her womb would bring about the end of the shifter world. And if Aric marks her, Silvermoon will fall. To save his people, Aric rejected her before the entire pack, condemning her as a curse worthy of death. Hunted and betrayed, Lyra fled into the forbidden territory of the Nightbane Pack—straight into the hands of Darius Nightbane, the ruthless Tyrant King rumoured to be a hybrid of wolf and the bloodsucker ( vampire). An impossible mate bond spark between them and one night, they indulged and found pleasure in it. The next morning, Lyra flees to the human world, determined to put everything behind her and start a new life. But weeks later, she realised she was pregnant with Darius Child. Or Children. Children tied to a prophecy powerful enough to either destroy the shifter world… or unite it beneath a single throne. When Darius tracks her down in the human world, his obsession turns feral the moment he senses the lives growing inside her. But he is not the only one coming for her. Silver moon and many other power hungry Alphas will haunt her, to get rid of her or her children that holds a threat to the shifters power dynamic. As packs prepare for war, so did fanatics rise to worship the unborn heirs, and enemies gather to destroy them before birth, Lyra finds herself trapped at the center of a prophecy far greater than love. Because the prophecy never promised ruin. Only change.
Sunmisola_Adegbuyi · 17.6k Views

Fated: The Alpha's Unwanted Luna

Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. 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. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst
Ash20 · 897.2k Views

Beast Gacha System: All Mine

Tonight, Cecilia’s heart was ripped from her chest to break her bond with Arzhen. The Weretiger King’s son, the man she had been bonded to for seven years, had mercilessly taken her life. Who could blame him, really? Cecilia was just a fake Saintess, after all. When the real love of his life, the true Saintess Ruby Vaiva, emerged to reclaim her legitimate title, it was all over for Cecilia. Cast away by the very people she had saved through sheer will and intellect, all in favor of a divine cheat, she knew no one was coming to save her. But as her eyes grew heavy and the world began to fade, a notification suddenly popped into her mind. DING! [Capturable Love Interest detected! Would you like to roll for Five Star Love Interest, Oathran Alicei? You have 10 free rolls!] [Yes/No] Ah. So there was a man dying nearby, too… Wait... Oathran Alicei? The Dragon Lord?! [Warning! Five Stars Love Interest Exclusive Banner is about to expire! Roll?] [Yes/No] Alright, alright! Roll! *** [Let’s start! This is the Beast Gacha System, where you can get countless rewards and bond with any beast, as many as you like!] *** The Dragon Lord she swore to kill: “It wasn’t a prophecy, it was an oath. Your oath. To me.” He wanted to die by her hands. He must. “It was about dying at the hands of the one person I respected. The one person who promised to take the burden from me. You.” “And if I say you are a saintess, then you are.” *** The Alpha Werewolf, her uncle-in-law: “You think there’s a measurement for sin?” “If we are going to get you with child, it will be done properly. Ideally, in front of that precious nephew of mine. Let him have a front-row seat to his legacy being… superseded.” “God forbid a man finds creative motivation.” *** The Werelion Pride King who 'hated' her: “So what if it’s wrong? Be wrong, and live.” “Let me tell you one thing, Cecilia. If you die, even if it was the right thing to be… it’s still wrong.” “If you die, the world will be wrong.” “And a wrong world must perish.” *** Cover art by Nay U [17+ NSFW, Reverse Harem, BeastsXHuman, Revenge, System, Dragon, Werelion, Werewolf, 3 Male Leads] Existing smut chapters: Ch. 16, 26, 51, 52, 68, 69, 70, 72, 81, 82, 83, 104, 105, 106, 117, 118, 119, 121, 138, 139, 140, 184, 185, 187, 220, 231, 246, 261, 278, 279, 348, 349, 350, 351, 353, 354, 355, 356, 357 & 358 (for now)
ShishiruiSugar · 799.8k Views

The Triplet Alphas’ Curse: Rejected by the Wolfless Luna.

Nate’s fingers closed around Aire’s wrist. “You felt it,” he murmured. “The bond.” Aire’s pulse raced, but she didn’t pull away. “Feeling it,” she said softly, “doesn’t mean I’m keeping it.” ......... Aire has always been cursed, wolfless, silver-haired, tolerated, and never wanted. A punishment, the elders say, for the sin her father committed against the Moon Goddess. In a world where power is measured by the strength of your wolf and the purity of your bloodline, she is neither. She survives quietly under her uncle’s roof, enduring humiliation because survival is better than being cast out. One fateful ball, the mate bond snapped when three wolves claimed her at once. Xanden. Alaric. Nate. The Alpha triplets who rule their territory like a united front of teeth and pride. The same men everyone assumed would claim someone else, someone stronger, and someone worthy. And not her. Aire does the only thing she can think to do. She rejects them. However, Alphas are not meant to be rejected. Especially not by a cursed girl with no wolf. Now, instead of being ignored, she’s watched. Instead of being pitied, she’s claimed. The triplets don’t want romance. They want control. They drag her into their territory, into their politics, into a royal system filled with spies, rival houses, and daughters raised to become queens. Aire begins to realize something terrifying. The mate bond may not be her greatest danger. Making the Alphas feel might be. She is either destined to rule beside them… Or die before she ever gets the chance.
Lizbella · 43.3k Views

Who Is Taming Who..?

For twenty or so years Isabella's life had been nothing but rainswept mountains and a mine that yielded a handful of Spirit Jades here or there; nothing grand, not even anything impressive, just... a stable, rarely interesting life where she helped her adoptive family survive for yet another week. When an Elder from the nearby Moon Resplendent Sect comes down to test those living in her town for potential Disciples, Isabella's life begins to change... and when she finally gets into the Sect, she starts to learn more and more about what could have been. As a relatively pureblooded Werewolf, Isabella has everything she needs to make a name for herself, and when her real family finds her... things change drastically, for good and for worst. ~~~ Isabella is a futanari MC - a woman who has both male and female parts - who will swing both ways; smut will be present in this novel alongside action, but the main focus will lean more towards character interaction rather than huge power trips and the like. It's a Cultivation world with a bit of a mix with Omegaverse-esque tropes like Alpha/Omega/Beta, as well as some Western Fantasy here or there to spice things up; a fun blend of all sorts of things to keep things fresh for both me and you~! If you don't like Futanari or any of those genres, then please, let me save you the time and tell you that this won't be for you; if you find that intriguing, I hope to see for a long time to come~! Enjoy~!
Ketsueki_Hasu · 150.2k Views

Sold To The Frost Alpha

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."
Lilac_Everglade · 100.8k Views

SAMUDHRA

It was told that the kingdom of heaven is where the king of heaven is in the hearts and lives of citizens. King Agira, a kind, witty, glorious, administrative as well as authoritative when he was required to solve an issue among the command sectors of his army, becomes the king of Vilvarah. Even though the citizens of vilvarah did not have to worry about their bread of the day but the administrators couldn't help but feel the greediness for the vilvarah throne. The jealousy and the greed didn't make them feel good about Agira being king, but they still plotted plans to rule this kingdom. There was this historical rule that says that a lion king should always give his hand in marriage with a lioness only, in simple terms, a lion should always marry a lioness and not anyone. But King Agira falls in love with a she-wolf Athre and insists on marrying her. A man can never say no to his mother who raised him. Amidst everything Agira gets married to Akala, a lioness Agira's mother insisted for him. By watching this Athre gets devastated, disappointed, and thinks Agira played with her feelings because she was from a low caste community among the werewolves. But what happens when Athre gets pregnant with Agira's twins after confronting his love for her? What will happen when the twins come to this earth? What will happen when the twins who were separated since their birth by their people and were trained to hate each other? What will happen if both of them fight for their birthright, the vilvarah throne? In the chaos of everything, what would happen if a human girl blessed by the vilvarah goddess gets entangled in a love triangle between the twin princes of vilvarah? Get ready to witness the new fantasy novel filled with so much love as well as betrayal of course. With you guys on my side, I'm also going to enjoy this journey.
sparkle_siya · 10.4k Views

The Howls of his Love.

This is a war romantasy of forbidden bonds between wolves, vampires and witches. VOLUME I : THE HOWLS OF HIS LOVE. War is coming. For a thousand years, witches, vampires, and werewolves have hated each other, each race waiting for the moment the fragile peace finally shatters. Malachai Saint Von Jhering, known to the world as Kai, the Alpha King of the Wolf Race, is hiding a truth that could destroy them all. He is not just a wolf. He is wolf, vampire, and witch. A tribreed born from bloodlines that were never meant to mix. If the supernatural world discovers what he truly is, every race will hunt him, and the war that follows will burn the world to ash. Chloe never expected to be bound to the most feared Alpha alive. But as ancient secrets begin to surface and alliances crumble, she finds herself caught in a conspiracy far bigger than any pack. Because Kai is not just the key to ending the war. He might be the reason it begins. And when the world turns against them, only one truth remains: "Let them hate us. It has always been me and you from the start." VOLUME II: THE LYCAN WAR The war has begun. Humans have created a virus capable of wiping out every werewolf alive, and they plan to use it. But they are not the only ones searching for the weapon. Witches want it. Vampires want it. And the Lycans will burn the world before they let it fall into the wrong hands. Now Kai and Chloe must race against time to destroy the virus before it becomes the spark that ignites the greatest war the supernatural world has ever seen. Because some secrets can end a war. Others can end the world. VOLUME III: To save the werewolf race, Kai now known as Malachai, attempts to unite werewolves, witches and vampires as the supreme leader to wage a war on the humans and force them into submission. Chloe is the key to this new world. The hope of a better future. All she has to do is stand by Malachai's side. It's easier said than done as she navigates a world that shouldn't be fueled by rage and revenge. VOLUME IV: THE FINAL BATTLE: One last dance between Chloe and Malachai. The end is near.
Balqees · 93.4k Views

Claimed by the Vengeful Alpha

Love. Hate. Revenge. Before she was the High Alpha's daughter, Maya was an orphan named Penelope—and Marcus Keenan was the boy who gave her his locket and promised to marry her... until she was torn from him. Taken by High Alpha Vilhelm, everyone, including Marcus, was told she died. Years later, Marcus returns from the recent war a hero—now Alpha Keenan—with power, lands, and the right to choose any woman as his mate. He takes Maya—the same girl who made his life miserable before he left. He doesn't recognize her as Penelope with the locket long gone. To him, she is cruel, two-faced, and an expert at manipulation. What he doesn't know is that Maya's cruelty was forced, a mask she wore to both protect him and survive. Now trapped in a marriage born of revenge, she must decide. Stay silent and play the part, or reveal who she truly is…before it’s too late. —— Excerpt “This marriage is fake,” Maya said. She should be happy but why did it hurt so much? “Fake?” Keenan frowned and closed the gap between them. He wrapped a palm around her neck, and Maya gasped but no sound left her throat. “Is this another ploy to escape me?” “Isn’t it fake?” Maya whispered, holding his hand, trying to ease his grip. It was getting hard to breathe. Her voice betrayed her, too hopeful even to her own ears. He stared with such hatred, yet a part of her didn’t want it to be fake. Keenan threw his head back and laughed, yet his grip on her neck never wavered. “Woman, surely this must be a joke. You think I would orchestrate a fake marriage with you?” He leaned closer, eyes locked on hers. “You undermine my hatred. I want you bound to me forever. I want you to hate every moment of your life and I will be right here to make sure of it. You can never escape me.” Keenan released her neck. She dropped to the floor, rubbing her throat as she finally drew a full breath. “Fake marriage? Don’t be ridiculous. Even your father couldn’t get you away from me.”
GinaStanley · 87.8k Views