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BOOK ONE OF THE “RECLAIMING HER FATE” SERIES “Wealth, crown, wild, and heart. Together they rise, or together they fall.” Heiress of the First Werewolf Kingdom, Aveloria Valenor was betrayed, rejected, and slain in her first life. Reborn by the Moon Goddess, she vows to change her fate, only to discover she has not just one mate, but four: the one who once doomed her, the one whose power could save her, the one who tempts her freedom, and the one who has always loved her. Bound by prophecy, hunted by dark shadows, Aveloria must either choose to unite her Tetrabond or see the world consumed by darkness. EXCERPT He groaned against her lips, a low growl that sent shivers down her spine, and she kissed him back with equal fire, matching his rhythm and hunger. Their breaths tangle, shallow and uneven. His large hand grabbed her neck, tilting her head up as he deepened the kiss, causing her pulse to race beneath his touch and her body to ache for his. When they finally parted, Aveloria’s breath trembled. Their foreheads rested together, breathing ragged and lips swollen. Neither spoke. Words would have ruined it, that wild, reckless pull that said they were already too far gone. She looked at him, the one who had saved her, the one who shouldn’t have been hers, and for a moment, everything made sense. But the guilt came next to the reality. She stepped back, her heart racing. “I have to tell you something.” His expression shifted. “What is it?” “There are others.” “Others?” “Mates,” she said quietly. “Three.” He froze. “You’re serious?” She nodded. “I didn’t choose them. It just happened.” He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I thought those were just rumors. No one believed it.” “I wish they were.” His jaw tightened, but he laughed softly, shaking his head. “Of course. The Moon gives me a mate; she already has three others. That sounds about right for my luck.” Aveloria swallowed, guilt pressing at her chest. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” He looked at her again, calmer this time. “Neither did I.”

[Single Love Interest GL/Yuri!] (Tsundere Fox-In-A-Wolf) X (Patient Wolfpack Leader) ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world that sits on the brink. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering effectively enough in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me. Or this body. A countdown timer reminds me, whenever I look, that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant female CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I will not be caged and tamed. Not by the bickering wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint... Even as I set her ablaze with my touch. The issue that I'm not sure I'm fit to handle is... Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ Other Relevant Tags: #Comedy #Serious #Dramatic #SliceOfLife #PowerfulCouple #KingdomBuilding #Seductive #Survival #FatedLove #Supernatural #Romance #Urban #Fox #Tsundere

When Orion, the leader of the Nightshade Pack, finds an injured woman near his territory, he makes an impulsive decision to bring her into his pack for treatment. Doubts linger, as she may be a spy sent by the Enclave, led by the ruthless Luna, Victoria. What was supposed to be a straightforward case of recovery quickly becomes complicated. When Sophia awakens, she is plagued by amnesia, remembering only her name. Orion faces a dilemma: should he send her away or allow her to stay? Ultimately, he decides to keep her until her memories return. As Sophia adjusts to life in the Nightshade Pack, a deep connection forms between her and Orion. They begin to realize they belong together, but what will happen when Sophia’s memories start returning in fragments? Will those memories destroy not only their bond but also the safety of the entire pack? NB: Luna in this novel is a different concept, it doesn't just mean the wife of the Alpha. And also this book is rated 18.

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

Lyra Winters is possessed. A half spirit trapped in a mysterious locket, that belongs to the most powerful Witch known to the mankind and now Lyra possesses half of the Witch's magical power. And the half spirit is filled with the feelings of vengeance—vengeance towards the very man she is attracted to or rather his pack of werewolves. Can Lyra protect the man she loves and his pack or she will loose herself to the possession? Cyrus Grayson and his entire pack is haunted by an age old curse. A curse to never have a forever with their fated mate. A curse that has been challenging the moon goddess herself for thousands of years. And a witch casted it. And the Witch is back again, and this time she has possessed the only girl Cyrus has been madly in love with since the very first time he saw her. Will he save his love or will be killed by the very girl he is trying to protect? ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.

Grace was once the cherished daughter of her Beta Parents but her world shattered when her younger sister died. She was framed for the death of her sister and became the packs outcast. Born a mute human to werewolf parents, Grace spent twenty-one years as a sheltered outcast, until her own pack sentenced her to death by hanging for a crime she didn’t commit. she was saved and knocked off her feet by a striking Lycan. He’s towering, intimidating, and has an infuriatingly seductive accent . The Lycan King of the North has been hunting the scent of his fated mate for years. He never expected fate to lead him to a broken omega moments from execution. And he isn’t the only one who feels it. His two identical brothers scent her too. Grace is everything the Lycans were raised to despise: wolf-blooded, human-fragile, omega-soft. The Lycans have spent centuries wiping out wolf packs, and now their fated mate belongs to one. Yet she is also the only female whose scent drives them to territorial madness. They should reject her. They should kill her. Instead, they claim her. Now hunted by her former pack and trapped in the brutal politics of Lycan royalty, Grace must survive three dangerously dominant mates whose instincts demand to protect, possess… and knot. But as the truth about her sister’s fake death begins to surface, it becomes clear her execution was never about justice. It was about silencing her. And the three dark Lycans who have knotted her may have just unleashed something far more dangerous than they expected.

On a night where light vanished before dawn could rise, something happened in the forest that changed the fate of the world. An entire family disappeared without a trace… leaving behind a single shadow no one could explain. In her childhood, she heard a story her father never finished… A story about a faceless shadow, a witch’s family seeking immortality, and a night when everything vanished. The years passed, but the question never left her heart: “Was the shadow real?” And with every passing night, the story grew more dangerous… For the shadow might not have been just a beginning— and it might not be just a return. She never expected the answer to appear before her in the form of a young man standing in the darkness… with eyes she somehow recognized, without knowing why. A tale of buried secrets, ancient blood, and a curse waiting for someone brave—or foolish— enough to awaken it. (This will also be published on Wattpad as well.) (This will be published on Royal Road as well.)

Mars was adopted into the Vesper Manor as a human anomaly in a house ruled by supernatural order. He was meant to adjust. To survive. To remain small. The manor is a structure of quiet authority—where vampires, politics, and power coexist beneath polished civility. Every servant understands hierarchy. Every corridor carries secrets. Every decision is deliberate. Mars learns quickly. Too quickly. What begins as nervous adaptation becomes calculated composure. The house no longer intimidates him. It becomes readable. Predictable. Manageable. No one notices the shift at first. Not his new family. Not the servants. Not even Mars himself. But something beneath his thoughts has started to awaken—something that fears weakness, something that studies control, something that believes protection is a matter of dominance. As tensions between humans and supernaturals quietly escalate beyond the manor walls, the true transformation does not begin with war. It begins inside the household. Because empires are not seized from the outside. They are reshaped from within. And the Gemini has already begun, the Monsters have been born.

Power was never her ambition. Survival was. For six years, Lena learned how to keep her head down. Do her work. Stay invisible in a pack where strength is everything and weakness is noticed fast. She never expected to be chosen. Never expected to matter. That was her first mistake. Instinct doesn’t care about rules, and it definitely doesn’t care about tradition. Whispers start spreading. Loyalties begin to shift. And the man who should never want her finds himself fighting something he can’t reason away. He tries to deny it. To reject her. To pretend this isn’t happening. It doesn’t work. Pulled into a world of power plays, quiet betrayals, and truths no one wants spoken out loud, Lena learns fast that wanting something can make you dangerous. That love is a liability. And that some bonds exist to tear everything down, not hold it together. Because instinct will always win. And if he can’t walk away from her, she won’t just change his life. She’ll be his downfall. The Wolf Who Chose Me is a slow-burn paranormal romance full of tension, betrayal, and obsession, where the wrong girl is chosen, the right choice is never easy, and loving the wrong wolf might cost everything.

Liora's life had been perfect until her hands crept their way down to her p*ssy, his image vivid in her head. She imagined him fingering her slowly just the exact way he used to. She imagined him slamming into her roughly without mercy. He is her ex. A man who should remain in her past. A man she should have forgotten when she left him to marry the Alpha of their pack. She thought life would be perfect living in luxury just as her parents painted it to be, but what she didn't expect was her life becoming nothing but a duty holder as 'the LUNA'. A repayment of her father's debt. Every night she craved to be touched, to be kissed, to be held, and to be fucked; and all she could think of was HIM. It was all in her imagination until the acclaimed son of her husband who she never knew existed returned home. And the man who had been her figure of pleasure happened to be that son. Caelum Zand... He isn't just ready to be her stepson. He is ready to bring her imagination to life. To be her greatest temptation. To be her forbidden fantasy... And her dirty secret. Not the love interest he once was. With eyes on Liora, Caelum is not just getting into her p*ssy but melting his way back into her heart. For Liora, would it be all about fantasy and satisfaction that her husband had never given her? With lines blurring, ill fate ready to consume them, and a secret big enough to destroy them both, what direction would their story head to? Or would it only remain Liora's dirty secret?

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

"Do you know where you are?" "Who cares which hell I fall into!" Dakota responded coldly. "Do you know what I do with my enemies?" "You kill them and drink their blood!" Dakota never imagined attending her sister's engagement party would turn her life upside down. The man she loved twice, the mate she gave everything to, the father of the twins she nearly died birthing, is marrying her sister. Raising their son. Living the life he promised her. With her memories flooding back in devastating waves, Dakota does the only thing she can: she runs. Straight into enemy territory. Into the hands of Alpha Kade, the rival her pack has feared for years. He should kill her. Use her as leverage. Start a war. Instead, he offers her refuge. But when her mate comes demanding her return, claiming the bond can't be broken, Dakota faces an impossible choice: The man who destroyed her twice, or the enemy who's offering her a chance to destroy him back. Some loves are forbidden. Some are fatal. And some enemies... become everything.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

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

She was his dead brother's mate. By tradition, she now belonged to him. It was an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. All she had to do was be his breeder, part her legs and bear him sons. But Prince Ruin was cruel. And every day was a rejection from Ruin, a constant humiliation ritual to remind her once more that she was nothing but a warm c*nt and a womb to bear his children. One day, after a betrayal too jarring to bear, Guinevere Laurent is reborn and decides she'd had enough. She abandoned her duties as Princess and fled from her mad groom under a different identity, with a secret she hoped no one else would discover. Only to get run over by a popular billionaire Alpha, Draven, who had been in town for a visit. Five years later, Guinevere is a stable business owner and engaged to Alpha Draven who treats her like she is his world. But Ruin won't have it that his bride got away from him. When he finally finds Guinevere after five long years of searching, it is at the wedding altar, about to be bound to another man, and with a little boy with fangs, calling her "Mom." And Ruin does the only thing that seems right in his books. He abducts his runaway breeder from her wedding. "Forgive me, Vi," he says. I tilt my head. "Get on your knees." He sinks to his knees, gazing up at me with hooded eyes as I strut over to where he kneels. I delve my fingers into his hair and push him down to my heels. "Kiss my feet." His head lowers, but instead, he grips my calves and brings his lips between my legs. "How about I kiss you here instead?" His mouth brushes against my heat. "Will you forgive me then?" Warning: The male lead is both the villain and the hero. There will be other men you ship with the female lead out of fear for her life and mental health. But Ruin is a constant you must get used to. Because he's always there. Ruin is essential in the way Chaos is, and if there is one thing I promise you, it is that you will come to crave him, too. Because normal is boring. This is a dark, erotic romance. Open it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now that you've decided to ignore my warning, please, by all means, enjoy.

Kiara Kingsley had learned how to disappear. Exile taught her that—how to keep her head down, bury claws beneath skin, how to pass as human, how to raise a child in a world that would never understand what he truly was. For years, she believed she had succeeded. The past stayed silent. The pack stayed away. And her little Mat grew, blissfully unaware of the blood humming in his veins. Until the night he vanished. The hamlet spiraled into panic - questions,sirens,fear. But Kiara felt none of it. The air carried their scent.She knew exactly who had taken her little Mat. And she knew what it would cost to get him back. Returning meant facing Caspian Silverheart—her Alpha mate, the one man she never learned how to hate. The same man who had stood frozen and shattered as his father pronounced her banishment, sealing her fate before their entire pack. Kiara never blamed Caspian. Some sins were too heavy to share, and she had carried hers alone. To bring Mat back, Kiara knew she must return beyond the veil and face the one truth she had spent years avoiding. Some betrayals were written into fate long before love ever had a choice. Crossing the veil, Kiara expected judgment, hatred, and the ghosts of everything she had destroyed. What she did not expect was a world she no longer recognized. The pack she left behind had been reshaped. Power had shifted. Familiar laws felt dangerously flexible. And the silence surrounding her little boy’s disappearance was far too deliberate to be accidental. As old bonds resurfaced and buried truths began to stir, Kiara realized her exile may never have been about punishment. It may have been about erasure. And the laws governing blood, lineage, and power now circled dangerously close to Mat as well. Because Mat was not just her little boy. He was a convergence…of bloodlines, of broken oaths, of a future the pack was never meant to unlock. Now that she had returned, the lies holding their worlds together were beginning to fracture.

To werewolves, humans are maggots. Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself. The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin. Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath. Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it. To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool. But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield. The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between. Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. •Morally grey MLs • Enemies to lovers • Dark reverse harem • possessive alphas • betrayal & revenge • Angst • Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

In the steam-powered era of depleted magic, the continent is heading towards an inevitable sinking. Victor Reinhardt, originally a low-level worker during the European economic crisis of the 2020s—delivering takeout late and receiving bad reviews, working overtime in factories without pay, defaulting on his mortgage, and dying in a car accident on a stormy night—is transported to a dilapidated minor noble family, becoming the most marginalized illegitimate son. This is a magical world resembling 1912: nobles monopolize magic crystals through ancient bloodlines, the propaganda of "unsinkable" steamships masks an iron wall of class divisions, and the lower-class magicians struggle in factories and mines. The magic economy is inflated like the Titanic—overexploitation, credit inflation, a frenzy for transnational magical bonds… everyone is reveling on deck, but no one sees the iceberg approaching. Victor awakens two great talents: A keen eye for business: discerning value differences, breaking down costs, and calculating compound interest as naturally as breathing; and a silver tongue: persuasion, negotiation, and oratory that sweeps through hearts like a storm. Starting from repairing pigsties and selling handmade magic soaps, he gradually built a small workshop, a chamber of commerce, and a bank… He befriended a cold and beautiful knight, a fanatical alchemical genius, a down-on-his-luck nobleman, and a black market fox spirit, forming a cross-class partnership. When "Magic Thursday" arrived—the largest magic mining group went bankrupt, a chain reaction of bank runs engulfed the continent like a tsunami, noble banks collapsed, and monster hordes invaded in the chaos. The giant ocean liner "Eternal Dawn" became the last hope for escape—Victor did not run away. He hoarded food, acquired bankrupt assets, issued relief magic crystal vouchers, and delivered the powerful "Castor Manifesto"... Using his modern economic memory and eloquence, he reversed the bank run, stabilized public sentiment, and forced the nobles to compromise. He didn't want to overthrow the old order, but to make the lie of "unsinkable" a reality: to establish a new era of magical constitutionalism, market freedom, and social security. Could a European illegitimate son prevent the Titanic, named "Continent," from repeating its tragic fate? From a lowly laborer to a redemption merchant of the Magic Federation, this is an epic journey of rewriting destiny with gold and incantations.

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Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”