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The Alpha Chose My Maid, So I Married The Rogue King

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.”
HeeSha_TA · 9.2k Views

Alpha's Forsaken Mate Exile By Moon

Alex Nightshade was born to command Alpha of one of the most feared and powerful werewolf packs, heir to a kingdom of strength, dominance, and legacy, and has always commanded power, respect, and unwavering loyalty. But his world unravels when the Moon Goddess reveals his fated mate Adriel at the mating ceremony. She’s everything he never expected and never wanted. Adriel is an orphaned omega, quiet and unassuming, the lowest in pack society. And yet, the mating bond is undeniable. In front of the entire pack, Alex rejects her cruelly, definitively. "You are a mistake,” he said". Shattered and humiliated, Adriel disappears into the human world. But what the Alpha didn’t know is that she carries a rare, ancient power, and the kind that could tip the scales of an age-old war. In the glittering chaos of New York City, Adriel finds unexpected refuge with Mason Sharp, a guarded billionaire with secrets of his own. A fake engagement offers her protection, but emotions grow dangerously real. Now Alex wants her back not just for the prophecy, but for something deeper he can’t admit. But claiming her means facing Mason, the truth behind the lies that bound them, and a war that could destroy both realms. Adriel must choose: the wolf who shattered her or the man who sheltered her. Her heart is torn. Her powers are awakening. And the fate of two worlds rests in the hands of the one woman both men would die to protect or possess.
Ositadimma_Sofia · 937 Views

The Quietest Knife

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.
dr_ban99 · 100.4k Views

HE TAUGHT MY HEART TO BURN

When danger has a name… it’s Knox Thorne. When destiny demands a mate… it chooses Harper Wallis. Harper Wallis has survived betrayal, abandonment, and a childhood spent drifting from place to place with a father who never knew how to stay. Now she’s built a life of her own—ink, art, and a fiercely guarded independence. As a wingless sphinx with unusual abilities, she’s used to being underestimated. And she likes it that way. Until Knox Thorne steps into her life. The most powerful demon in existence—and the most dangerously controlled—Knox commands empires, destroys enemies, and bows to no one. But one brush of Harper’s mind changes everything. She is his anchor. His psychic match. The one connection he can’t ignore… and refuses to lose. Harper isn’t thrilled about it. Knox is possessive, intense, and too perceptive for comfort. She doesn’t need a protector—or a male who looks at her like he wants to claim her in every way. But anchors aren’t optional, and Knox isn’t a demon who walks away from what’s his. As their worlds tangle, Harper is pulled deeper into Knox’s domain—a place of luxury, danger, secrets, and demons waiting to go rogue. But the biggest threat might be the bond forming between them… a bond that promises power, passion, and the kind of loyalty Harper stopped believing in long ago. He wants her trust. She wants her freedom. Fate wants them bound. But something lethal is stalking Harper—and Knox Thorne will burn the world before he lets his anchor fall.
Faceless_Desire · 15.8k Views

WHERE TEMPTATION BITES

Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware. Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive. Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her. Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran. While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her. At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all. `•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`• [Excerpt] Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night. She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall. One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter. “Kieran.” “You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.” “Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.” His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried. She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared. Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close. “Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling. The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted. The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe. "What are you doing?" "I could kiss you." ***** Cover art is not mine. Full credit goes to the original creator.
Lucky_Damsel · 5.7k Views