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Unaware of the storm raging inside him, 16-year-old Edward Tuweku struggles to survive the chaos of adolescence—caught between the weight of relentless bullying at school and the cold grip of a strict, overbearing father who never seems to understand him. But everything shifts when he discovers a truth more terrifying than his darkest nightmares—he’s not just different. He’s not even fully human. Born of ancient magical bloodlines and carrying the rare elemental powers of lightning and water, Edward is a werecreature, the living key to a prophecy whispered through time. A forgotten war—older than civilization, darker than myth—is stirring once more, and Edward’s blood may either ignite salvation… or doom. As he plunges into a world of hidden legacies, shadowy enemies, and secrets buried deeper than the Earth's core, Edward must face a rising apocalyptic force tied to the dawn of creation itself. The fate of the world is no longer a distant tale—it’s waiting for him to choose. With fiercely loyal friends at his side and a family he never knew he had, Edward must decide: Will he rise as the storm-bringer destined to end the war—or fall as its final casualty, swallowed by a fate written before he ever drew breath? The past is watching. The future is calling. And time is running out.

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING; 18+ only. Explicit scenes, Abuse, Torture, Harassment, assault, steamy and erotic content, murder and vulgar words. Reader’s Discretion is advised.] *.*.* “You are mine Alora,” Ryan confessed, his expression as stoic as ever. His body pressed on mine, caging me in as his strong hands tightly gripped mine. “You belong to me and no one will ever take you away. I own you.” I chuckled dryly. The sound of my bitter  laughter echoed through the empty room. It was raw, brittle and filled with hate. “You pushed me away, Alpha Ryan. You rejected and abused me. You made me a laughing stock and accused my father wrongly and now, you want me back?” “It was a mistake.” He cut me off, eyes dancing in what seems to be remorse but I am unmoved. “Come back to me Alora. I promise that I will treat you right this time. I promise to do right by you.” I pulled my hands away from his grip, a smirk playing on my lips, “You lost the chance to claim me three years ago, Alpha Ryan. Now, I am your Luna Queen and you will bow your head at my feet!” I deadpanned.  ****** Alora Harrington, the Beta’s only daughter is a sweet, kind and loving girl who was cherished by all who knew her until tragedy struck. Weeks before her eighteenth birthday, Alora's parents are murdered in cold blood by her betrothed, Alpha Ryan who claims that her father had committed treason against his family.  He accuses her wrongly, rejects her, tortures her, strips her of her status and makes her a slave in his pack as punishment for her father's mistakes. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, she escapes and bumps into a strange man whom she realizes was her second chance mate. She finds out that he is one of the strongest and most feared Lycan of the seven prominent kingdoms. He is considered a tyrant, fiesty, grumpy, stubborn, intelligent and doesn't show emotional feelings or attachment to anyone due to the fact that he was cursed from birth. Rescued and taken back to his pack, after she is left for dead, Alora plots her revenge against the man that killed her parents and vows to make his life miserable as he had made hers. She enlists the Lycan’s help but he agrees on two conditions;  1. She would not get close to him during a full moon no matter what.  2. She will not fall in love with him. In the midst of the chaos, she learns about her mate's dilemma and tries to help him but what if he doesn't share the same affection and sentiments as she does? Would his grumpy self eventually learn to open up to her? What happens when she finds out his grave secret? Would their relationship be affected by her psychotic ex who wants her back? And what happens when her light finally meets the Lycan King’s darkness? 

[WELCOME TO THE OMEGA ASCENSION SYSTEM] [Evaluation of Host: You’d lose to a werewolf toddler with a stubbed toe.] [Ding! First mission unlocked: Survive Estella’s attempt to murder you (again).] Reward: Access to stats. [SECOND MISSION: Change the Alpha prince's hatred for you to possessiveness within three hours. Reward: +1 to all your current stats. Failure: Poison from your last life catches up to you.] [So, uhmm... Good luck!] Wait... What?! ------- Elian Ashford—a lowly Omega slave and an orphan raised in the palace of the werewolf empire of Lunaria— was hated, humiliated, and eventually poisoned to death after finding out that he was mated to the cold Alpha Prince of Lunaria who had publicly rejected him. But fate wasn't done with him. The moon goddess showed pity on him and gave him a second chance, rewinding his life back to the moment of rejection. But Elian soon discovered how vastly different his second life was. He was reborn with a sassy system which would help him survive and also ascend from a lowly Omega. And that's not all. In his second life, Elian is mated to not just the Alpha Prince but also two others. The empire's Beta and the Rogue King. Three mates and a system! What could go wrong? Sit back and follow Elian on his journey of seduction, growth and threading forbidden desires as he gains the love of his powerful mates while ascending into something greater than an Omega.

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Claude's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Damien's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Damien slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Claude was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Claude commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Damon's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Damon, Damien, and Claude Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

Priscilla was raised in the Fairy Realm, where kindness was strength and love was gentle. Alpha Alexander was born to rule, hardened by claws, politics, and bloodbound duty. When a weakening veil between realms pulls Priscilla into wolf territory, fate binds her to the last person she ever expected—an Alpha who scents her as his mate the moment he sees her. Torn between two worlds, Priscilla must navigate dangerous werewolf traditions, jealous pack members, and the weight of becoming Luna—while discovering the true depth of her own fairy power. Meanwhile, Alex faces political threats, rival Alphas, and a growing fear: that loving her may put her directly in harm’s way. Bound by destiny but divided by worlds, their journey is not just about survival—but about choosing each other, again and again, against everything that tries to tear them apart.

Valoria was the omega who couldn't shift — the pack freak no one wanted. Her fated mate chose her sister on the altar. Her father's solution? Hand her over as a spare bride to Lycan King Azrael — the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive. A beast who doesn't love, doesn't feel, and doesn't show mercy. He didn't want her either. But he kept her — not as a wife, not as a mate. As a toy. Something pretty to break when he's bored. "You're mine until I decide you're not, little mouse. And I haven't decided yet." He tortures her, taunts her, watches her break and smiles like it's art. But somewhere between the cruelty and the madness, his hands learned her body before his heart learned her name. He doesn't want to love her — he wants to own her, tame her, ruin her so completely that no one else will ever want what's left. And the damning part? She's starting to crave it. But there is a little secret that Azrael doesn't know. This is not Valoria's first rodeo in life. He doesn't know the Moon Goddess ripped her from death with one mission; to seduce him, tame him, and end his reign. One hundred days. That's all she has before he kills her or she kills him. The only thing the goddess didn't warn her about was the thin chance of falling for the monster she's supposed to destroy WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, addictive, and utterly unhinged. Expect 18+ smutty content, dubcon, PLOT TWISTS, and a monster who might either steal or crush your heart. Proceed at your own risk (of addiction, lmao).

Fated mates are supposed to be sacred. Rejection is supposed to break them. When Elara Moonveil is publicly rejected by her Alpha mate, she loses everything—her pack, her future, and the life the Moon promised her. But the bond does not break. Instead, it burns… and awakens something far more dangerous within her. As Elara rises from discarded to powerful, her rejected mate is forced to watch her become everything he feared—and everything he no longer deserves. With rival packs circling, ancient bloodlines stirring, and the Blood Moon counting down, survival demands more than fate ever promised. This is not a story about forgiveness given freely. It is a story about power earned, love chosen, and an Alpha who must kneel for the mate he once cast aside. A slow-burn werewolf romance series featuring rejected mates, brutal grovel arcs, strong female leads, and love that refuses to be owned.

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.

Fillia died once—alone in a modern hospital, exhausted and forgotten. She wakes up in another world inside the body of a werewolf hiding as a village animal medic, sworn to keep her clan invisible at all costs. Her mission is simple: stay human, stay hidden, never draw blood. Then she saves him. Frank is not just a wounded shifter—he is a fallen Lycan Alpha, a predator powerful enough to start a war if discovered. Injured by betrayal and hunted by both humans and his own kind, he should have killed the woman who smelled wrong the moment he woke. Instead, he marks her. Bound by a dangerous pact, Fillia is forced to shelter the very creature her world fears most—while villages burn, Alpha Councils move in secret, and an ancient force known as the Sentinel begins to break apart. Loving Frank is not a choice. It is a crime. Because in a world built on dominance and blood, love doesn’t save lives—it decides who survives the war that follows.

Six years ago, Lyra Blackwood was framed, rejected by her pack, and exiled into the human world while carrying the secret heirs of a god-like Alpha. Now, she is back. But she isn't the weak, broken girl they remember. In the shadows, she is the "Shadow Lord," the world’s most dangerous arms dealer, selling silver-tech weapons that can make even the strongest Alphas tremble. In the light, she is a "docile" single mother, carefully hiding her three genius triplets—who happen to possess the rarest lightning abilities in the werewolf kingdom. Her plan was simple: get the medicine to save her father and leave. But she didn't count on running into Damon Storm, the ruthless Alpha King of Obsidian City and the father of her pups. "You smell like milk, gunpowder, and... my scent," Damon Growled, pinning her against the wall as his eyes turned a predatory gold. "Where are they, Lyra? Where are my pups?" Lyra smirked, her hidden Glock pressed against his ribs. "Pups? I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else, Alpha. Now, step back, or find out exactly why they call me the Shadow Lord."

Just a heads up: this story is set in an ancient world, but the characters might occasionally sound a bit more modern. I wanted to keep it lively and relatable, so don’t be surprised if you catch some phrases or expressions that feel like they belong in today’s world! ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** 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…

A brother and sister are reborn into a new world—one where scientific technology holds no dominion, and power is forged instead through personal strength, cultivation, and bonds with magical beasts. They awaken once more as members of House Blackwood, a noble lineage whispered of in fear and reverence alike. An ancient vampire bloodline so old that even the Vampire King himself cannot trace its true origin, House Blackwood predates recorded history. Its beginnings are lost to time, its legacy etched into myth rather than record. What is known is this: the Blackwoods are powerful beyond measure. Their words carry weight, for when a Blackwood speaks of calamity, calamity follows. Their sight pierces the veil of time itself—able to divine futures with a clarity unmatched by any vampire, any seer, even the gods. It is said that fate bends around them, not the other way around. For House Blackwood is not merely part of history. It is woven into the very fabric of time.

#Cannon Fodder, Second Chance, Male lead fall in love first, Bloodline Awakening, Possessive ML, Weak to Strong FL, Business World# In a world with a clear hierarchy between powerful Awakened bloodlines and weak humans, Severine Vale never believed in miracles. That is, until a sudden series of dreamlike memories forces her to awaken to a truth she was never meant to know: She is living inside a novel. Her Awakened dorm-mate, Alina Hart, is the protagonist. Meanwhile, Damien Rhodes, the cold young master of a Wolf bloodline, is the male lead—one whose love story with Alina begins through a twisted cycle of “I bully you because I hate you” and ends with “I bully you because I love you.” And Severine? She’s nothing more than cannon fodder—a side character who dies five years later under the male lead’s 'revenge'. Determined to change her fate, Severine avoids the original plot at all costs—only to discover that even the smallest flutter of her actions sends the entire story spiraling off course. The main characters begin knocking on her door one by one. Worst of all, fate pushes her into a moment that never existed in the novel. On the night she tries to escape humiliation, Severine barges into a forbidden room… and straight into the territory of a Monster—Killian Rhett King, a villain so ruthless that even Damien fears him. Severine only wanted to stay far from the story. But how is she supposed to escape when Killian’s presence in her supposedly peaceful life keeps growing… and growing?

A debt-marked scribe. A cursed alpha king. A manor built on ink and teeth. A dark fantasy romance of law-made magic, monstrous vows, and dangerous yearning. Dragged from the Greywick docks and paraded in the town square, Lark Hayes is sold like cargo to the highest bidder: Thornwyck Manor, the High King’s cliffside stronghold. Her name is swallowed by the Iron Book under Ledger Law, and she is shipped to a fortress carved into rock—a gothic manor setting of wind-scoured parapets and windows. Unmarked and literate in a realm that prefers its poor illiterate, Lark is too dangerous to waste in a scullery. Thornwyck assigns her to “special service”: Night Gallery duty, a task no one will explain and everyone fears. Each dusk she is escorted down candlelit halls to an oak door raked with claw marks and ordered to read confessions, testimonies, and inkbound oaths to the monster locked inside, her voice the only thread tethering him to reason. In the hush between her words and his growls, a fragile, forbidden beauty and the beast romance stirs—built not on kindness, but on the terrible relief of finally being seen. By daylight, that monster is Cassian Rook, the High King who wrote many of the laws that turned Lark into property—an alpha king cursed by his own law, who cannot afford to look weak before the court. To protect a realm that already fears him, he must keep his distance; to keep his mind from shattering in the dark, he needs Lark’s steady voice and clear memory. Their nightly encounters inside the gallery become a combustible forced proximity romance—two people bound together by the same magic that stands to unmake them both. Beyond the beast’s door, Thornwyck hums with secrets. Housekeeper Willa Crane hides razor-edged care beneath her rules. When whispers of a Pureblood wedding coil through the halls, Lark realizes the ceremony is more weapon than celebration, built to tighten the law around the necks of people like her. As guest lists are drawn and vows rehearsed, Lark is pulled deep into court intrigue and rebellion running under the marble floors and glitter of the palace. Each document she reads, each oath she witnesses in the Night Gallery, reveals a little more of the machinery keeping the kingdom in place—and a little more of how easily it could grind her, and everyone she cares about, to dust. One misread clause could shatter the fragile control Cassian keeps over the curse, or condemn every Unmarked body the crown already owns to a lifetime of sanctioned suffering. What if the only person who can steady the monster is the woman the law insists is an expendable asset? And when every promise you speak can be turned into a chain, how do you fight a system that records your every breath? The Beast of Thornwyck Manor is a werewolf shifter romance steeped in candlelight, courtroom tension, and the slow, aching courage of a heroine who has spent her whole life trying not to be noticed. Expect a story that lingers on monster-soft gestures as much as sharp-edged power plays, where survival is never guaranteed and tenderness feels as risky as treason. This dark fantasy romance leans into quiet longing, gothic dread, and the question of who gets to decide whose story is worth writing down. This Book Is For Readers Who… Want a heroine who fights with reading, memory, and compassion Crave castle tales where the house and servants have their own agendas Prefer fantasy romance that is dark but tender Love magic rooted in contracts and witnesses Enjoy romance woven with power and survival Perfect For Fans Of… Political fantasies about vows, law, and the weight of a crown Paranormal court dramas full of ritual and rebellion Gothic castle romances full of dangerous secrets Cursed ruler love stories where mercy cuts deepest Enter Thornwyck Manor, where every vow has teeth—and see what happens when the record finally bites back.

Afo is a young and talented teenager who ends up being betrayed by his bestfriend after loosing two of his limbs to protect him. Now Afo is spirited away alongside his bestfriend to another planet thousands of light years away from earth, to a planet in an intense war between various races as if his life couldn't get worse he is accused of having murdered a fellow summoned and is exiled. Now Afo has but only one goal to survive long enough to get back to earth on this war plunged planet.

Under the blood moon, Elara believed fate had finally chosen her. Born an omega with no power and no family name, she never dared to dream of love—until the Moon Goddess bound her to the most feared Alpha in the territory. For one heartbeat, hope bloomed. Then Alpha Draven rejected her. Publicly. Cruelly. Without mercy. Branded weak and unworthy, Elara was banished into the cursed forest, left to die with a broken mate bond that refused to sever. Everyone believed she perished that night. Everyone was wrong. Years later, Elara returns—no longer fragile, no longer obedient. Marked by moon magic and sharpened by pain, she has become something dangerous. Desired by rival Alphas. Feared by elders. Untouchable. But the bond remains. Each full moon drags her back toward the Alpha who destroyed her… and toward feelings she swore she buried with her old self. Draven wants redemption. Elara wants revenge. As dark secrets unravel and war looms between packs, Elara must decide whether to sever the bond once and for all—or embrace the darkness of a love powerful enough to ruin them both. Because some bonds don’t break. They bleed.

I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”

In "The Mirror’s Misdeed: Song of Two Worlds," the story follows Agreed (originally named Jaqu), a powerful Seer who was banished from the magical kingdom of Laross twenty years ago for prophesying its downfall. In the human world, she has built a billion-dollar empire in Lagos and is known as the "Oracle" for her uncanny ability to predict the future. ​The plot is set in motion when Agreed meets Gabby (Prince Gabriel), the CEO of a rival tech firm and the secret hybrid son of the King of Laross and Queen Lala. Gabby has been sent to the human world by his mother, the presumed-dead Queen, to use a device called the "Cockroach" (a Siphon) to shatter the Mirror—the portal separating the two worlds

The corridor was dark. Selene moved fast, barefoot against the cold stone, her heart thundering in her chest. She didn’t know how they’d gotten so close, how he had. But the moment she turned the corner, he was there, and he slammed her back against the wall. Her gasp was muffled by a rough hand clamping over her mouth. The other braced beside her head as his body caged hers completely. Heat rolled off him like a furnace. His scent hit her nose, faintly familiar. Like burnt cedar, cold steel, and storm. He leaned in, his voice a ragged whisper by her ear. “You’re Selene... my Selene.” Her blood ran cold. Her heart rebelled against her chest, trying to escape. “I’m not,” she hissed through gritted teeth. “You’re mistaken.” His fingers traced the curve of her jaw like he was trying to memorize it. “It’s you. I’d know your soul even if the world burned it from your bones.” “You’re mad,” she spat. But he suddenly dipped his mouth to kiss her hard, to confirm that it was really her. *** Selene was the daughter of the cruel Alpha who ruled Moonveil through fear. Years ago, he wiped out an entire pack just to rise to power. But he made one mistake...he left behind four orphaned boys. Those boys returned as Alphas. They are stronger, colder and out for revenge. They took everything...his land, his title, and finally... his life. Selene was only seventeen at the time. She had no idea what her father had done. But that didn’t matter. To them, she was guilty by blood. They didn’t kill her. No. They did something worse. They marked her as a slave. In their world, even omegas had rights. Slaves had none. She became nothing more than property. But Selene still had hope. On her eighteenth birthday, like every werewolf, she expected her wolf to awaken. It was supposed to be the start of her new life. Instead, it turned into a nightmare. Her wolf never came. Her body remained cold and silent. And then… the bond appeared. She was mated to all four of them. The very Alphas who hated her. The ones who owned her. But the truth is Selene was never a wolf to begin with. As her body withers under the weight of the bond, a darker truth surfaces. She is not just a slave… she is the last living witch, born of the very bloodline werewolves have hunted for generations. Now, her enemies wear the mark of her mates... And the witch they thought they broke may be the one who burns them all.