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Babylon is a kingdom built on blood and ruled by fear. At its heart sits the Skyfather Brothers—Damian and Jeryko—two alpha vampires who turned several millennium of brutality into the most powerful criminal syndicate the multiverse has ever known. Their names are legend. Their reach is infinite. Their reign, untouchable. Their dominance so absolute that strategy itself has become meaningless. Against them, resistance was futile. Until now. Whispers of betrayal rise from within, and a new weapon surfaces—one forged to kill even the undying. The Talmari Justice System—long sworn to uphold order in the multiverse—has allied with a new breed of hunters, enemies whose purpose is shrouded in mystery but whose new goal is certain: the fall of Babylon. For the first time in history, the Skyfather Brothers’ empire begins to fracture. Rivals circle. Allies falter. Babylon trembles. This war is unlike any they have ever faced. Death has never been an obstacle for the Skyfather’s—but strategy may be. For the first time in five thousand years, Damian must confront a truth he’s long dismissed: brute strength alone cannot secure victory. Strategy can topple even the strongest of gods. And as Babylon descends into chaos, one question remains—will the brothers outthink their enemies, or will their empire of blood finally fall?

Viola Linden wasn’t your average girl, nor was she meek or weak. Cold-hearted. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. He was an Alpha who had sworn off love, hardened by loss and a so called prophecy, certain he would never allow another woman into his life. But fate is a cruel trickster, and this fragile, broken girl carried a power he could neither ignore nor control. A wolfless Luna with fire in her veins, capable of shaking his empire to its core, and a desire that threatened to consume them both. When suppressed powers awaken and desire refuses to be denied, Viola will challenge everything he thought he knew, and show him that even the most untouchable Alpha can be undone by the woman he refuses to claim. ~~~ "You wear that mask as if it hides your intentions," she murmured, her gaze locked on his eyes through the fabric. He tilted his head, a slow smirk curling his lips. "It hides my weakness. And you… you’re the only one who can see through it." "You didn’t have to come tonight," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "And let someone else touch what’s already mine?" His words were low, almost dangerous. "I don’t belong to you. You never wanted me," she shot back, though her pulse betrayed her. "Then why did your hand find mine in that room full of strangers?" Before she could answer, he spun her, his arm sliding possessively around her waist, pulling her chest flush against him. The heat from his body pressed into her, igniting a fire she hadn’t expected. "Careful. People are watching us," she said, half command, half plea. "Let them," he whispered close to her ear. "Maybe honesty deserves an audience." "You’re dangerous in crowds," she breathed, shivering despite herself. "I'm worse alone with you, Mi amor." "Then step away," she challenged, though the words trembled. "Make me." The music slowed and faded, but the tension between them only grew, thick and consuming. Her heart pounded in her chest, her breath shallow, as she felt the pull he had on her, magnetic and undeniable. "If this ends badly…" she warned, fear threading her words. "It won’t," he said, his voice a low promise that sent heat straight through her veins. "It will end with you in my arms… whether you want it or not." ~~~ WARNING MATURE CONTENT!

#Romance #Fantasy #Romantasy #Werewolf #Action #Adventure #Revenge #Betrayal #CEO #Business #FemaleLead #WomenEmpowerment Eleanor Whitmore, the second daughter of the prestigious Whitmore family, was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. Wealth and social status followed her throughout her life. She had a caring mother and a protective sister... or so she believed. But one day, her perfect world shattered like fragile glass. Just when she thought life couldn’t get any worse, she had no idea the worst was yet to come. After a series of shocking events left her with nowhere to hide, she chose to fight back against those who had conspired against her. Tormented, tortured, and nearly killed, she eventually found herself carrying an unwanted child. In that moment, she made a choice... she would become a mother. And so, a single mother embarked on a long and arduous journey to seek justice... not only for herself, but for her child.

My mother sold her soul for a new husband… and took mine with her. I thought this gilded cage would be my personal hell. I was wrong. Because living in this mansion means living with them. The Dolf brothers. Gorgeous. Volatile. Broken. And my new stepbrothers. They call me ‘stepdaughter’ to my face. But the things they whisper in my ear? The way their hands find my body in the shadows? It’s a dangerously different story. There’s a wildness in them. Something primal. I hear it in the low growl that escapes when another man looks my way. I feel it in the heat that rolls off their skin, a furnace just waiting to ignite. I see it in the way they hunt me with their eyes, like I’m prey. I don’t know their secret. But I know this much… whatever monster lives inside them is coming for me. And I should be fighting back. I should be running from their intoxicating promises, their searing touches, their savage hunger. But I’m not running. I’m not fighting. Because the truth is… a part of me, the part that’s been broken my whole life, answers their call. They say I’m here to be their anchor. But what if I want to be the storm? Because when a wolf claims its mate, there’s no letting go. One more thing… All three of them want me, all three of them break me, but there’s one whose soul calls to mine… One… AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn’t a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…

Selene, an omega and the weakest among her pack is secretly in love with Micheal, the most feared Alpha. When fate brings them together as mates, they spend the night together but Micheal calls it a mistake as she would be the weak line of his pack. He rejects her and she runs into the woods. Years later, she is saved by Micheal's guards from rogues and appears with a son of special and strong abilities. What will Micheal do now that he is already married to his childhood sweetheart? What is fate preparing once again?

Amethyst Grey an 18 year old Omega, grew up in a very traditional werewolf household. When she was a pup she had to deal with a boogeyman man who was her father’s best friend. Everyone she loved thought he was a saint and could do no wrong but after her parents had a falling out with the man she finally was able to escape her nightmares and never saw him again. It’s been 10 years since and after struggling to trust people she is now living her best life. She’s a senior in high school, has amazing friends and family, a few colleges lined up and best of all a boyfriend who is her chosen mate that she loves with all her heart. But what happens when her world is turned upside down by a mutual friend who helps her discover devastating news. Will her senior year be as perfect as she hoped? Will she continue with the mating ceremony after she graduates? Will she be able to survive the turmoil that lies ahead? Logan Crimson is a 20 year old Alpha who is ready to find his mate. He and his twin sister Lotus “Lottie” have been searching for their mates for 3 years. They have attended every mating ball and graduation ceremony they can hoping to find the ones that are destined to be theirs. What happens when Logan finds his fated mate in an unexpected way and she refuses to acknowledge their bond as she can’t trust easily? Will his sister be able to help him prove he is worthy of her trust? Will tragedy strike them before they ever get the chance? Find out in The Alpha and His Sister by K.S. Thomas *trigger warning: story contains mentions of SA and trauma, reader discretion is advised*

She applied for a simple teaching job but she ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life [ Complete Goals to Unlock Bonus Chapters: 1,000 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter 500 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter 1 Magic Castle = +2 Bonus Chapters ]

I never imagined I would find my soulmate in an animal I look after, let alone two. Color me surprised when I learned that the wolf dogs my family rescued eight years ago weren’t actually wolf dogs but werewolves. Here they are on my 18th birthday telling me I am their destined mate and I am to be their Luna and will help them reclaim their pack.

I grew up as the only “human” in Pack Mahardika. Protected, apparently. Which is funny, because I spent most of my life being yelled at, blamed for losing training exercises, and treated like a walking inconvenience. I was fed, housed, and tolerated—because someone important once promised I wouldn’t be thrown out. Love was never part of the deal. So when the elders finally decided I’d become a liability and told me to sever my ties with the Moon Goddess and go live among humans, I nodded politely and left. No dramatics. No begging. I just figured I’d disappear quietly and let everyone get on with their lives. That was the plan. Unfortunately, the Moon had opinions. One blood offering later, I found out I’m not human, I never was, and I belong to an ancient White Wolf bloodline everyone thought was extinct for a reason. I also, somehow, managed to awaken five mate bonds—four belonging to men who once watched me suffer, and one who always treated me like a person even when no one else did. Now there’s an old enemy trying to hunt me, a pack suddenly very interested in my existence, and a whole lot of people who think I owe them forgiveness. I don’t. But I might owe them a reckoning.

This story is about love, revenge, the quest for power, and the right to exist. After being betrayed by his childhood crush and losing his loved ones to a human raid, Erik, a werewolf, ends up on another planet for seven years before he returns to a vastly changed, post-apocalyptic Earth. Originally a timid, unadventurous man, Erik has become far more dominant and assertive upon his return. Together with him comes his beloved but ruthless soul-bound partner and fairy, Elora, who wants Erik to rule and conquer with her by his side. Elora's presence alone makes Erik more powerful than others at this level, but will he find out what else makes him special? Follow them as they use the knowledge and strength they gained on Söl to navigate an Earth filled with magic, vampires, shapeshifters, and more. Along the way, Erik and Elora will meet a diverse cast of characters, some of whom Erik might have known in the past, and some he did not, but all with their own story and desires. Will Erik be able to take revenge for the betrayals of the past? And what else will he discover along the way? ****** Disclaimer: There will be some R18 scenes, but most of the time, they will be a part of character development and not simply smut. In other words, if you decide to skip them, you'll likely miss out on some character development, but I promise to keep plot development out of it. No NTR No Yuri (there might be interactions between girls when there is a scene with the MC and more than one woman, though the MC will always be the focus. To be clear, yuri means a romantic/physical relationship between two women, meaning no two women will ever have sexual interactions with each other without the MC present. That said, Elora enjoys serving women up to him on a platter, and watching him have sex with them. She enjoys dominating, observing. and playing with the other women in the MC's harem together with him, and thus will occasionally join him in such a way. I don't believe any of that is technically yuri, but I understand that my interpretation is debatable and if any of those things weird you out, I advice you to avoid this novel.)

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

For the sake of the sustainability of the pack as well as the company, my father matched me with an alpha descendant in one of the strongest packs, Damien Shaw. He is handsome, dashing, with a myriad of charms. Unfortunately, he was an asshole. Catching him cheating on me so many times, I complained to Dad about all his actions, but he still didn't believe me, and the marriage would still take place, even in a matter of months. I still didn't agree, so my father challenged me: if I could find a man who was much better than him, he would annul my marriage with him. In a matter of days, in fact, I had already got a lot of candidates. However, Dad broke his promise. Until one day, the doctor said that I was pregnant. The thing is, I don't know whose baby it is because I have unknowingly slept with four men at once. *** "I like a girl who is broken-hearted, but I don't like a drunk girl," he said when we arrived at a hotel room I had booked. Ravencourt will be a place of memory of how much crazier I can be than Damien, that sex-mad loser. Unfortunately, the man I took with me was apparently shy. "Well, I like shy guys," I said as I traced my forehead on his chest. "How about... a little challenge?" "What challenge?" he asked. I opened the door, showing him three men already waiting inside. He seemed to raise one eyebrow, then turned to me with a smirk. "I like foursomes, but I'm straight." "Don't worry, they are also straight. What do you say?" And there was an enjoyable night of curse, until two months later the doctor said that a little creature had grown in my womb. "I won't let you marry just any man, Lavenia! Except the man who is the father of your pup." Shit! I don't even know who this baby's father is.

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.

_Mia stood in front of the cramped mirror, the dim apartment lights catching the awkward angles of her face. Twenty-eight today. No parties planned, just the quiet hum of her small studio, and the creeping feeling that something was off._ ‎ ‎_She'd spent the morning sketching, as she often did when unsure what else to do. Swirls of dark lines, like twisted vines, filled the pages. No clear shape, just a mood. The shadows in her corners seemed to deepen as the clock inched toward midnight. Her phone buzzed—a text from her best friend, Leah._ ‎ ‎_"Happy birthday, M! Drinks at The Annex later? Hit 8?"_ ‎ ‎_Mia smiled weakly, fingers hovering over a reply. She didn't feel like celebrating. Not when the weirdness had started a week ago—objects moving on their own, whispers in the wind, like the apartment itself was watching. And then there was Mr. Elian's comment in history class yesterday._ ‎ ‎_"Some powers don't wait for permission, Mia," he'd said, eyes locking hers with a hint of something unsaid._ ‎ ‎_The clock struck midnight. The lights flickered. A chill crawled up her spine. _This is it_, a voice in her head whispered. The shadows pooled into shapes, swirling like smoke. A low hum filled the air._ ‎ ‎_And then, the knock. Three sharp raps. No one knew she was here._ ‎ ‎_Mia froze, breath caught. Who? The Annex was hours away. No one came to her door at midnight._ ‎ ‎_The knock came again, insistent. She didn't move. A shiver ran through her, like the air thinned. Suddenly, her phone buzzed again—Leah._ ‎ ‎_"Mia, something's wrong. The others… they're gone. Get out."_ ‎ ‎_A jolt. _The others_. Leah, Jake, Sam. Her friends. Gone?_ ‎ ‎_Mia's heart pounded. The knock turned into a pound. She backed away, eyes on the door, as the shadows began to twist into something alive…_ _Mia didn't wait. She grabbed her keys, phone, and the sketchbook with its twisted vines, and slipped out the back door. The narrow College Hill alleys seemed to narrow further, shadows chasing her steps. She dialed Leah's number—no answer. The Annex, a block away, felt too exposed._ ‎ ‎_She cut through a side street, glancing up at the sky. A sliver of moon hung low, like a warning. The hum from her apartment grew fainter, but the sense of pursuit didn't. Avoid the trees, Leah had said. Why?_ ‎ ‎_Mia veered toward the river, thinking of the bright lights of downtown. Maybe find safety in a crowd. As she hit the riverside path, footsteps echoed behind—light, deliberate. Not hers. She didn't look back._ ‎ ‎_A figure emerged from the fog over the water. Tall, hooded, eyes gleaming faintly. Mia spun to run, but a hand closed around her arm._ ‎ ‎_"You're not alone, Mia," a low voice said. "Elian sent me."_ ‎ ‎_Mia jerked free, heart racing. "Who are you?"_ ‎ ‎The scene ends with: ‎- A mysterious ally (possibly connected to Mr. Elian) appearing, raising questions about trust. ‎- Mia's fear and confusion amplifying. ‎- A hint that the hunt is closing in, and she needs choices. ‎ what awaits Mia and her unknown destiny who will be by her side as the One she loves and hold dearly are dead watch know to know what happened

[18+ | Dark Romance |smut. Aria's world shatters the night she willingly transfers her power to her husband, Davian, in an act of ultimate trust and love—only to be cast out like trash the moment the magic leaves her body. Stripped of her abilities and her marriage, she flees into the wilderness with nowhere left to turn. Except to him. Varder, the Werewolf King whose reputation as The wizard of crows sends chill through grown men spines. Davian's half-brother. When Aria intrudes into his territory begging for help in her revenge against Davian, he offers her a deal: protection in exchange for becoming his weapon against Davian. But the Elders are demanding Varder take a Luna. The pack needs an heir. And political pressure is mounting from all sides. Varder's solution is as brutal as it is brilliant—he'll make Aria his queen. Davian's discarded wife, crowned as the realm's most powerful Luna. The humiliation will destroy his brother. The scandal will reshape the kingdom. "Varder—" His name was a plea. He settled between my legs, his breath hot against my oversensitive flesh. His eyes locked with mine—blue and wild and utterly focused. "I told you I'd show you exactly how much you're worth," he said, his voice dropping to a sinful rasp. "Now spread your legs wider, Luna. Your king is about to worship at his favorite altar.

A burning symbol appears on Luna's skin, strange voices whispering in her mind, and an unnatural pull toward the full moon she cannot ignore. The night Luna almost dies, the moon leaves its mark on her. Students on her campus were found murdered under the full moon, and every instinct in Luna screams that the truth is tied to her awakening. Two men came for her when her power stirs. Kael Voss leads the Silverclaw Pack as its brutal Alpha. His presence sparks a wild and possessive feeling inside her. He declares Luna his destined mate as soon as he discovers her. Adrian Nocturne, an undying vampire ruler, carries secrets older than the city. He maintains she belonged to him long before this life. He also claims her rebirth happened for a reason. They both call her a mate. They both want her power. An ancient war resurfaces as Luna's sealed abilities begin to awaken. As the War rages, she is thrust into a world of blood, loyalty, and destiny she never expected.. Refusing both could cost her life. Because the moon does not make mistakes. And this time, it claimed her twice.

In a fractured world where werewolves, vampires, and humans clash, two apex beings—Elara and Kael—share a tether that is both their greatest weapon and deadliest vulnerability. As the darkness rises in the form of Veylthor, a sentient, ever-evolving abomination, the valley becomes a battlefield of molten chaos, where reality bends and survival hangs by a thread. Each battle pushes Elara and Kael to the brink, forcing them to fuse instinct, mastery, and tether energy into an unstoppable storm. But with every surge, the tether threatens to fracture permanently. In this dark, fast-paced fantasy of heavy suspense, unpredictable twists, and forbidden romance, the line between love, survival, and annihilation blurs, leaving no one unscarred.

“I love you.” He keeps touching me all over. “I love you too.” I turn to him and kiss him, hard. Then I reach down and wrap my hand around his cock. I slowly move my hand, sliding up and down. Max closes his eyes, letting out a slight moan. I love seeing him like his, seeing how much he reacts to my every touch. Max wraps one of his hands around the back of my neck and angles my face slightly different. He covers my lips with his and then he coaxes my mouth open with his tongue, plunging in and fucking my mouth with it. I moan out, trying to move closer to him, wanting him more and more. Max pushes me back onto the bed and slides down, his hands on me constantly, until he is between my legs. He rubs my dick and then he bends over and his lips surround my cock. I gasp and buck into his mouth. He feels so good like this. I reach out for him but he swats my hands away, so I fist the sheets instead. He runs his tongue over the underside and then pushes into my slit. My breath hitches. Damn, damn.

She was born of moonlight. He was forged to protect her... In the Lycan city of Vargorath, Lara’s life changes forever when Thornak, the Lycan King, discovers her fighting off rogues in his forest. She is his fated mate, but she doesn’t feel the bond, for she has no wolf… As ancient forces awaken and a dark sorcerer rises, whispers of a forgotten bloodline begin to stir. Lara is the lost heir of the Moonguard, bearer of the moonfire, and bound by blood to the Starborn king. The fate of the realms rests in her hands. She is more than she knows. And the world is not ready for what she will become.

Married to a feared Lord of Sin, a witch must survive his hunger and unravel the truth about his power and her own destiny. Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel