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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 · 1m Views

Crowned By Prophecy

In the war-scarred Arcanen Realm, peace is nothing more than a fragile illusion. For centuries, the Human Kingdom of Wirhan and the Demon Kingdom of Vragxyl have waged endless wars, their hatred written in blood and passed down through generations. Meanwhile, the witches of Solarik remain neutral, guarding secrets older than history itself. When a devastating conflict threatens to drive both races to extinction, a desperate treaty is forged, and the heirs of the three kingdoms are sent to the Academy of the Triad—a neutral ground where titles hold no power and ancient magic is sealed. Sierra Ashbourne, the human crown princess, has been raised to despise demons. Agor, the infamous Shadow Prince, is feared across the realm as a monster born of darkness. Forced to stand beneath the same roof, they become unwilling participants in a fragile peace neither truly trusts. But the Academy hides more than political games. Whispers of forgotten prophecies begin to surface. Secrets buried for centuries awaken within the shadows. And beyond the walls, something ancient stirs—a force capable of reducing the three kingdoms to ashes. With rivalries deepening, loyalties tested, and enemies lurking behind smiling faces, Sierra and Agor must decide whether to cling to the hatred that shaped them… Or risk everything for a truth powerful enough to change the fate of the world. Because some bonds are stronger than war. And some prophecies were never meant to remain. EXCERPTS She had been so lost in the prose, so consumed by the fictional fire and ice of the hero's touch, that she never heard him approach. "Well, well…" a deep voice drawled from the shadows. "I didn't take you for the type to enjoy such literature, Little Flame." Sierra nearly jumped out of her skin. Standing a few feet away, arms crossed and eyes gleaming with wicked amusement, was Agor. "I-it's just a book," she stammered, clutching it to her chest. "Oh, I'm sure it is." Before she could react, the Shadow Prince plucked the novel from her grasp and flipped through its pages. "Agor!" His smirk deepened. Then, in a low, husky voice that sent heat racing to her cheeks, he read aloud. "'His lips traced down her throat, marking her as his own—'" "Agor! Stop it!" A chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Didn't think you had such interests, Little Flame." Sierra glared at him. "You're insufferable." "And yet," he murmured, stepping closer, dark eyes fixed on her flushed face, "you're still standing here." His gaze dropped briefly to her lips before returning to her eyes. "Tell me, Princess…" He leaned close enough for his breath to brush her ear. "Do the books make you feel something?"
Niserze · 3.4k Views

Knotted By The Three Feral Alphas

Framed for poisoning Lila (her sister) at the full-moon feast, Elena lost everything in one night. Her name, her pack, her future. The Shadowpine alphas sentenced her to death by exile. They chained her and shipped her north as tribute to the Blackthorn brothers; three feral lycan kings whose wolves had already started turning rogue. Darius, Kane, and Rylan Blackthorn rule the Frostfang territories with blood on their hands. Twenty years ago their father raped a witch’s daughter. The curse that followed branded the brothers: without a true fated mate their wolves would drive them mad in six months and force them to slaughter every living thing in the North. Elena is that mate. The second she steps into their hall the bond snaps tight. They knot her that same night, hard and without mercy, because the curse leaves them no choice. What starts as captivity turns into something darker. Elena carries latent alpha blood her pack hid from her. The bond wakes it. She learns to shift just enough to command their wolves when they lose control. She learns to want the violence they offer. She stops fighting the heat and starts using it. She walks back into Shadowpine with the brothers at her back and slits her father’s throat herself. ============================ The witch returns demanding Elena’s firstborn as payment. Pregnancy nearly kills her. Rival packs smell weakness and march north. Through it all the three alphas stay possessive, brutal, and unapologetic. They never soften into safe men. Elena never asks them to. She chooses them because they are the only ones strong enough to stand beside the queen she becomes. Knotted by the Three Feral Alphas is dark reverse-harem lycan romance that stays dark. No redemption arcs that erase the teeth. Just one woman who rises from chained prisoner to ruler of the frozen North while three cursed kings knot her, fight for her, and burn the world that tried to break her. WARNING!! MATURE AND 18+ CONTENT! THIS BOOK CONTAINS BRAVE NUDITY AND VOILENCE! VIEWER DESCRIPTION IS ADVISED!!! This book contains mature and potentially distressing scenes which are intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for person under the age of 18. You will come across depictions of Graphic sexual content, Knotting, psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, grief, trauma and PTSD. Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse These scenes are intentionally created and are necessary to the characters' journeys.
TheRunesmith · 45.9k Views

The Triplet Alphas' Regret

“For years I have tried to tell you I was innocent, and what did you do?” “Briar, please,” Cassian tried to say. “It’s not like that―” “Like what?” I spat. “Not like you’ve tormented me my whole life? Not like you’ve used me and tried to have me killed?” “There was a reason for it,” Rowan tried to say. His eyebrows were furrowed together tightly as he took a step forward. He reached for my hand, and I quickly stepped back. Hurt flashed across his eyes. “We didn’t know―” “Of course you didn’t,” I said with a humorless laugh. “All you did was listen to the lies Violet told you. Even though I am your fated mate, you’ve ignored all my pleas to just listen to what I had to say.” “Briar, please listen to us,” Soren said. His eyes were red with desperation. “Please give us another chance.” “No,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m done waiting. I’m done hurting.” I met their gaze, mustering all the strength I had. I ignored the way their mark on my neck burned in protest. “You’ve made your bed,” I said. “Now it’s time to lie in it.” *** Briar Argyris was born into power, the youngest daughter of the revered Beta family of the Shadowclaw Pack―until the day she vanished. Kidnapped as a child and presumed dead, Briar returned years later, broken and bloodied at the border of her homeland. But her family had already moved on. Her sister, Willow, had grown into a prodigal daughter. As such, there was no room for the forgotten daughter. From the moment she came home, Briar was treated like a curse. Her presence seemed to poison Willow, and as such, Briar was forced to stay far away from her―in the omegas’ quarters. When Willow supposedly died, Briar's fate was sealed. The pack believed she was the murderer, and no one was willing to listen to her pleas. Until the Moon Goddess intervened. Right before her execution―her 18th birthday―Briar's destiny was revealed. She was the fated mate of not one, but three Alphas. Rowan. Soren. Cassian Hadeon. Childhood friends of Willow. Heirs of the Shadowclaw Pack. And her greatest tormentors. They wanted nothing to do with her―convinced she had destroyed the girl they loved, and fueled by the lies of Violet, Willow’s best friend. To them, Briar was nothing but a cruel joke of fate. Trapped in a bond she didn’t choose, hated by the men fate bound her to, Briar is determined to survive―even if her heart shatters in the process. Because the truth is still buried. And when it finally surfaces, the Alphas will learn that the girl they rejected is not only their true mate―she’s the key to everything they thought they lost. But will Briar still want them back after everything they've done? After all, the moon shines brighter outside the Shadowclaw Pack. Just because the triplets are dumb enough to let their fated mate go, doesn't mean that others will do the same... *** Updates 2-4 times a week for the month of April. Daily updates starting in May. Thank you for your support!
saltedpepper · 159.6k Views

The Alpha’s Unclaimed Mate

"She's stabilizing," the healer calls. "Who marked her?" "I did," both Dexmon and Fin answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince who has loved her across multiple lifetimes. The other is the youngest Alpha King in Skardos. A man who lost everything once and never expected a second chance. Rewind three months, when Dexmon Drakenfell's wolf says one word: MATE. He carries her home and won’t put her down. For strategic reasons, obviously. His wolf calls bullshit. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. The bachelor prince who doesn't do feelings caught them all. But Serena has a BIG secret worth killing for. Gold blood. White wolf. An entire pack slaughtered because one father said no. The tyrant who did it hasn’t stopped looking. The bounty for her capture: 1B in gold. If her identity is revealed, every Alpha in Skardos would hand her over to avoid war. That's predictable. What they don't see coming are the knives from within. And this time when she falls, Dexmon is looking the wrong way. The hero who finds her is Fin Shadowclaw, King of North Skardos. His wolf says the impossible: MATE. He already buried his first mate. Alpha venom is the only thing standing between her and death. So he marks her to save her. Two Alphas. One feels like home. The other feels like the home she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. War is coming for her blood. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms burn and they lose her. Serena has come way too damn far to let history repeat. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. She says checkmate.
TheLoneQuill · 357.1k Views

Three Times Rejected: The Omega The Triplet Alphas Crave

“Get on your knees." My voice sliced through the room like a serrated knife. Ragnor didn’t hesitate. He sank to the cold stone floor, his knees hitting the ground with a heavy thud that synchronized perfectly with my beating heart. Ryker and Reign followed, their heads bowed, their Alpha pride crumbling at my feet. "We didn’t have a choice, Candace," Ryker groaned, his head bowed so low his forehead nearly touched the tops of my boots.  "Everything we do is a choice, Ryker," I whispered, leaning down. "Since you believed a lie over me, now show me,” I commanded, my voice dropping a lower octave. "Show me exactly how much you're willing to crawl to keep the mate you discarded." "Anything, Daisy," Ragnor choked out, his large, calloused hand reaching for my ankle. His touch sent a traitorous bolt of sparks through my skin, but I didn't budge. He pulled my foot closer, his heat seeping through the silk of my dress. He didn't just kiss it; he buried his face against my boot, breathing in my scent with a hot desperation. I looked down at the three most powerful men in the pack, all of them reduced to rubble before me, and I felt the tears burn behind my eyes. "It's a pity that’ll never be enough,” I said, my voice turning to ice.  "Then break us. Do whatever you have to do, just don't walk out that door. Don’t give up on us," Reign growled, looking up, his hazel eyes burning with lust. “We will burn in hell before we let that happen,” I forced a brittle, empty laugh. “Say hello to the devil, he’s no different than the beasts you’ve become after what you put me through,” I pushed Ragnor’s hands away, my touch merciless as I used my knee to shove the other two back.  "I’m done with you all. Go fuck your sweet Didi. I will get my release elsewhere,” I snapped, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips sending tingles across my body.  I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once as I strode out. I knew they were watching my retreat, but I didn't turn around to let them see the single, traitorous tear that had finally escaped my guard. I couldn't let them know how much their choices had truly cost me. I was the devil they’d made with each torment. And devils didn't cry. ~ Born the daughter of royalty, Candace Sinclair was once the noble daughter of the formidable Alpha of GraceSpring Pack until her perfect life became a nightmare in one single night. Labeled the offspring of a traitor, she was plunged into a miserable life of shame, scars and utter disgrace and condemned to serve as an omega slave among those who had once bowed to her. However the Moon Goddess wasn’t done with this queen. On the night of the full moon, Candace was rebonded to the beastly triplet Alphas—Alpha Ragnor, Alpha Reign and Alpha Ryker Pendragon, her sworn enemies. The triplets planned to reject her. They would have succeeded… if this wasn’t Candace’s last shot at being mated. Having survived three brutal, excruciating rejections, Candace seized control of her fate at the last minute, forcing them into a bond they never expected with her. That night, the triplets who once loathed her swore to make her life a living hell. But Candace doesn’t care—she will endure every torment if it means uncovering the conspiracy that destroyed her father and plundered her happy family into misery. But Fate is a bastard. Soon, this queen becomes the one obsession they can't escape. The one they crave so desperately they’ll lose their minds just to be buried inside her, until they lose themselves completely.  As cruel truths claw their way to light in this twisted game of love, betrayal, danger and passion, the Pendragon triplets start to see her for who she is—their queen. But Candace is done begging for scraps of their love. She is done being a weak toy in their twisted games. This queen wants them where they belong— groveling on their knees…forever?
MarcellaCross · 76.6k Views

Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.
TheLoneQuill · 357.5k Views

THE WHITE LUNA WHO REJECTED THE PACK

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.
Arpan_Porame · 129.3k Views