werewolf

Jasmine is the first daughter of the great Alpha Bale. Because of her status as a bastard child, she lives a life maltreated scrubbing floors and attending to the needs of her father, step mother, step siblings and the entire pack. But her life makes a drastic turn when she is switched in place for her father’s legitimate daughter to be married off to the Handsome and Cold hearted Alpha Xaden. Xaden is determined to punish Jasmine for the sins of her father who had massacred his entire family, even though she is nothing like her father. Hate slowly turns to desire, fierce passion and finally love. But what happens when Xaden discovers that Jasmine, was planted as a spy to bring his downfall and was not in fact the original princess he was promised to? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Let this be a lesson to everyone. Royal or not, Alpha or Omega," He declares. "You will steer clear of what is mine. In my own territory. In my pack." With that, he tosses the bloodied arm aside and takes Jasmine away from their shocked gaze.

"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.

Caution: This book contains mature content and is intended for matured readers. ***** I knew if he left this room, he'd keep fighting alone until his heart simply gave up. I hated him for it. I hated him for being so difficult, but the thought of him being gone made my stomach turn into a block of ice. My brain went numb. My instincts took over. I stepped in front of the door. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely feel them. I grabbed the hem of my dress. I can't believe I'm doing this for a man I wanted to kill an hour ago, I thought. But whatever was pulling me, didn't care about my anger. In one fast, desperate motion, I pulled the dress over my head and let it drop. The cold air hit my bare skin, making my nipples turn into hard, sensitive pebbles instantly. I stood there, completely naked, my heart hammering so loud it echoed in my ears. Oh! Moon Goddess, just end me already. **** She was too weak to stand beside him. And his heart already belonged to another. Azura Moryn knows the rules of the Crescent Moon Pack:power is everything, and without it, you are nothing. Rankless and orphaned, she has survived on the edges by being invisible. But invisibility is not weakness, it’s a choice. Behind her quiet exterior is a resilient spirit, a surprising bravery, and a clumsy, lovable heart that refuses to be crushed, even when the odds are impossible. Rhydor Drakemire has everything. Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, feared and respected. Groomed for greatness. And deeply in love with the woman he plans to make his Luna. So when fate makes Azura his mate, the choice is simple. He rejects her. A weakling has no place beside an Alpha. And he refuses to give up the woman he loves. The bond should have shattered. Instead, something ancient awakens. Forbidden magic stirs beneath the pack lands. Golden light erupts. Pain tears through them both. And when they wake, the world is wrong. Azura opens her eyes inside the Alpha’s body, strong, powerful, untouchable. Rhydor wakes in hers, powerless, scorned, and unseen. Now their souls switch without warning, trapping them in each other’s skin while enemies circle closer and the pack begins to fracture. Every secret they uncover changes what they thought they knew, about strength, about weakness, about each other. And beyond the pack borders, a brutal Alpha King rises, draining Lunas and hunting power in his obsession with immortality. Old prophecies resurface. Whispers spread of a truth long buried: Only a female Alpha can bring him down. As forbidden magic stirs and betrayal creeps closer than loyalty, an ancient legacy refuses to stay buried any longer. Azura is about to learn the truth of her own blood. And the mate Rhydor rejected may be the one fate chose to change everything. Some bonds are broken by pride. Some curses are written in blood. And some destinies can only be uncovered…

"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.

ALPHA BRAND ​Witches are hunted. ​Not because they are evil—but because their very existence creates monsters. ​To survive, they birthed the Brand System: a forbidden bond that turns humans into Alphas—living, predatory vessels designed to house and channel a Witch’s volatile power. ​Alfa lived a lie for nineteen years, unaware of the chaotic blood running through his veins. That lie died the night his home became a graveyard. Now, his body is breaking, and his humanity is leaking out. Without a Brand to stabilize the storm inside him, he won’t just die—he will become the very monster the world fears. ​But survival demands a price Alfa never expected to pay. ​One Witch. Then another. Then a third. ​Three Brands. Three voices. Three different masters. ​The more power he carves into his skin, the more his soul begins to fracture. As the line between man and beast blurs, a new shadow emerges from the ruins of the old world: ​Sigma. An Alpha who wears no Brand. A predator who feeds on Witches and Alphas alike. A man who believes true freedom only exists when every bond is severed, and every chain is shattered. ​In a world where power comes from connection, Alfa must face a terrifying truth: ​What remains of a man when his soul is no longer his own?

Liam was nothing. Bullied. Invisible. Disposable. One rainy evening, a hit-and-run leaves him bleeding out on cold asphalt. No one stops. No one cares. As his vision fades, he accepts it. This is how nobodies die. But death refuses him. He wakes up in his late mother’s old house… and something awakens with him. [System Initializing] [World Conqueror System — Corrupted] [Rebooting…] [Lust System Activated] [Mission: Conquer the World and Its Beauties] Power floods his veins. Charm becomes a weapon. Desire becomes leverage. Confidence becomes absolute. The boy who was mocked becomes untouchable. Teachers notice him. Class queens can’t look away. Married women linger too long. Rivals crumble under pressure they don’t understand. This isn’t about revenge. It’s about domination. With an overpowered system designed for conquest, Liam will rise from prey to predator, collecting loyalty, beauty, influence, and control. The world ignored him once. Now it will kneel. Tags: Shameless MC • Harem • MILFs • System • Overpowered • No NTR • No Yuri • Pure Domination Fantasy

Synopsis He wasn’t born. He didn’t reincarnate. He didn’t transmigrate. He simply… began to exist. Arthur’s first memory is an endless void—silent, empty, eternal. No body. No past. No identity. Only a distant light… and the moment he became something. Then, in an instant, he’s thrown into a human life. A mother. A father. A name. But Arthur doesn’t understand any of it. What is a family? What is emotion? What does it mean to live? He has knowledge—but no experience. Words—but no meaning. A mind that understands everything… except the world he’s been forced into. And worst of all— The void hasn’t let him go. It calls to him. Pulls at him. Consumes him when he least expects it. A place of perfect peace… that might take everything from him. Because Arthur was never meant to exist. And if the truth behind his existence is revealed— He may disappear just as easily as he appeared.

The beast clans are amongst the most powerful warriors in the world. Thanks to the blessing of the spirits these clans can awaken powerful bloodlines that grant supernatural abilities. But what if you are from a clan that has never awakened a bloodline? This is the problem the Beklaedning clan of the werewolves faces. There fur being ash-gray and streaked with blood-red markings has led other clans to believe they are cursed. Yet instead of giving in, like many other clans, the Beklaedning clan decided to fight back and rise to the top. Chronos Ulv, son to the clan lord, has decided to travel the world as he perfects his skills and discovers secrets that are long forgotten. He hopes the secrets of his clan are amongst these discoveries.

Once, all things were one—woven together by the voice of creation. A Tracient sang the world into balance, appointing keepers to protect it. But time unravels even the strongest threads... Now, echoes of those from yonder, the Aryas, stirs once more And Adam, heir to forgotten powers, must choose: Protect what remains... or watch it all fade into silence.

One man. Darkness shrouds his figure. Only his hands are visible, folded before his lips in a contemplative pose. Perhaps he is thinking, perhaps his mind has drifted into places not meant for ordinary men. Cold puffs of air escape him, the only proof he is alive. But is he truly alive… or simply enduring? He doesn’t move. He sits perfectly still. Controlled, calculated, breathing slow, deep breaths and nothing more. Two windows. Floor-to-ceiling monoliths of glass. Crude in craftsmanship, but peculiar in their presence. The cold air clings to them like a second skin, veiling them in a thin layer of fog. The tall frames do not match but they oppose each other, as if forged by rival hands. Light from beyond seeps in. A pale, cold blue glow, but even that is not enough to pry the shadows away from the man’s silhouette. Three candles. They flicker weakly, fighting the room’s immense darkness. The windows offer nothing but blue emptiness, so the candles shoulder the burden of illumination. Yet the man remains half-hidden, swallowed by shadows that refuse to retreat. Stranger still, the candles do not drip wax. Not a single drop. How long have they been burning? Minutes? Hours? Longer? The man has been here for quite some time. It would be reasonable to assume the candles arrived with him… unless something else sustains them. Four bookshelves. They stand like sentinels in the corners of the room. Before, their shelves held tomes of ordinary knowledge. For each row of books, countless secrets lingered, unseen, untouched. And four times over, the library mocked anyone who was bold enough to approach. A reservoir of wisdom. A bookkeeper's dream. But what knowledge does a book have if its reader does not understand it? Before understanding, must the reader not ask what he intends to do with it? These four bookshelves sit silently, daring any soul brave enough to probe them. Five pages. Spread carefully across the table before him. Not a book, just five pages. What kind of knowledge can hide in so little parchment? Letters and symbols crawl across their surfaces, though I cannot tell if the man is reading them or reciting them like a prayer. Is he memorizing them? Or does he already see through the fogged windows that it is coming? The candles cannot protect him forever. The shelves whisper. They want their brother returned. Now is not the time to seek their secrets. The pages flutter. No wind. No hand. Time is up. A single exhale escapes him, longer and heavier than the last. He knows. I know. And now you know. The eclipse is at hand.

In the year 2544, magic and technology are an everyday thing. Humans now have wonderous abilities that transcend the physical laws of the world. Eighteen-year-old Gavin has always been an ordinary human—until a shocking truth shatters his reality. He was found as a baby, the sole survivor of a massacre that wiped out his birth clan. His entire life has been a lie. He’s not human—he’s a werewolf, one of the last of the alpha predators the world sought to destroy. Determined to understand his true nature and protect the one person he’s always loved—Erza O'Malley, his best friend and the woman who has always been his home—Gavin enrolls in a magical academy. But learning to shift is only the beginning. As hidden forces stir and the ghosts of the past resurface, Gavin must decide: will he remain in the shadows, or will he embrace the predator within to fight for a future that was never meant to be his? Perfect for fans of action-packed paranormal fantasy, forbidden love, and a world where magic and science collide.

"He was her past, present, and future. She was his beginning and end." - - - - Luna Harristone brought a blade to the Lycan King’s ball. For his heart. The pack’s wofless outcast. Rejected by her alpha’s mate. Ridiculed for 3years. She should have fled when King Draven claimed her as his bride before the entire pack. Instead, she walked into King Draven Iravnov’s welcome ball with silver hair, amber eyes, and a dagger strapped to her thigh. Because the Alpha of Alphas isn’t just the king who burns packs for sport. He’s the man from her nightmares. The one with red eyes who’s haunted her since she was five. The one she swears murdered her parents. King Draven Iravnov has been searching for 400 years. Not for a bride. For a ghost. Then Luna appears. And he smiles. “Finally.” He is not cruel. He is precise. “You have three breaths to become useful.” “I do not collect debts from strangers.” “You sold me false dawn. So I will give you real onesies until you understand the difference.” He doesn’t rage. He calculates. He doesn’t forgive. He educates. Men count sunrises until they break. Lords learn time is a currency only he spends. And Luna? He looks at her like he’s known her for centuries. Like he’s waited. “I wasn’t done with you,”he murmurs. “My sweet Adeline.” Problem is, Luna doesn’t know Adeline. She doesn’t remember him. She only knows the blade under her gown, the mate who rejected her, and the king who calls murder “administrative work.” Two girls fit the prophecy. Only one walks away. He chose last night. But he won’t say who. And Luna’s about to learn why her soul flinches when he says “Mine.” Will she remember why she loved him before she buries the blade? Or will she become another name in his ledger? *_**_**_* WARNING TRIGGER: MATURE CONTENT. NO RAPE! *#Slowburn #Morally Grey ML #Reincarnation #Prophecy #DarkRomance #Revenge #R18 #Angst Author’s POV: Regency balls, 400-year-old prophecies, and a king who treats torture like afternoon tea. If you like your MLs cold, your FLs with knives, and your romance measured in body counts, welcome to the court. _I promise you’ll check for blades under your own dress._ (;..^~^.;) *_**_**_* *Connect with me:* Discord: Mimidaniels_ Facebook: Author Mimidaniels Instagram: Writer Mimidaniels_ ---

Dinah Wellington is a young vibrant, young lady who works in a publishing company, and has been working her ass up to survive the fate of life and take care of her mum and junior brother Anthony who likes playing games and believe he is the only one to change the lives of his mom and sister… Meeting the man that was the richest and most influential man in country Q and beyond, Oliver Queen is a billionaire who has given up on living alone after a thousand years of loosing the love of his life, Being one of the supernatural beings alive with the gift of being a Tribrid, finally meeting Dinah Wellington, he was scared of loosing her again and happy that he has finally met her after all these years… The prophecy talked about Oliver meeting his fated the second time and crowing her Queen of all the mystic creatures…. But a part of the prophecy still says.. she will give him peace with the wooden stake through the heart…. So the journey of reclaiming her crown and revitalizing her powers in other to fight the battle against the unknown forces that is against the peaceful co-existence between mystical creatures and human and Oliver not giving in to his demon side ….. can she let the love of her life loose to the demon worlds or could she unlock her goddess side to save him ???

I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom. Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself. “Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.” I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.” ------

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."

English is not my first language, so I am writing this more as a way to practice my English than anything else. Nathan Salt transmigrated. No divine warnings, no epic choices, no flashy systems he just woke up as a child in another world and lived sixteen years believing that this was just his second chance at existence. Until he awoke. Two days before Scott McCall was bitten by Peter Hale, Nathan discovers that Beacon Hills is not just a strange town, but an unstable point of mana, and that he himself belongs to a rare lineage of wizards capable of seeing the structure of magic. His late awakening makes him different... and dangerously promising. Carrying memories of someone who has already watched the story unfold, Nathan enters Beacon Hills High determined not to be dragged into the chaos of the original plot. But fate and the town itself has no respect for spectators. Among werewolves, hunters, druids, and creatures that shouldn't exist, Nathan will need to learn to hide his Magical Vision, evolve his power, and decide how far to interfere in a story he knows... but that has already begun to change. Because in Beacon Hills, watching too much also has a price. Disclaimer: Teen Wolf and its characters belong to their rightful owners not me.

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.

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)

He finally reached the summit of his dreams, only to find himself standing there completely alone.