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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 · 11.2k Views

Alpha's Regret: The Seventh Time was Forever

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point and her rebirth. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold. Untouchable. Unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention. Because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul. A shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. This time, she is not surviving the story written for her. She is rewriting it. And only she decides how it ends.
Glorious_Eagle · 153.1k Views

The Luna's Gambit

The rules of the world have long changed. Lycans and their vampire knights rule. Werewolves abide by their laws. And humans... well, they barely scrape by at the very bottom of society's barrel. Sloane Mercer is an anomaly. A human born in the Glacier Pack. She's never fully accepted by her Alpha father. Never truly acknowledged by anyone. She thinks she's never going to have a mate, until fate ties her to pack enforcer, Grayson Rhodes. Sloane thinks Grayson will be the answer to all her troubles, but she soon finds out how badly mistaken she is when her sister reveals her pregnancy. The father? Grayson Rhodes. Life couldn't get any worse, right? Wrong. The tyrants come knocking, seeking claim to the werewolf brides they were promised. Every Alpha was expected to provide a daughter. It should have been her sister... When Sloane wakes up as a candidate in the ancient Lycan ritual called a Luna Hunt, she realizes she'd been set up from the start. She'd been traded in for her sister. A gambit meant to secure the pack's future...at the cost of hers. Now she's stuck in a brutal event where hundreds of girls with Alpha blood compete for enrollment into Eclipsera, the Lycan Federation Academy. A test where only the strongest candidates survive. And Sloane? She's the exact opposite of strong. She's human. Her fate takes an even worse turn when she piques the interest of Lykanor's young royals... The royals don't want a mate. Just a common prey. Desperate to escape Eclipsera, and the royal claims she might not survive, Sloane soon realises, she must make a gambit of her own. Because a hidden power is awakening in her, one for which Lycans, Vampires and Werewolves alike, would kill to claim. Including Grayson. DISCLAIMER: R18! This is a dark paranormal (explicit, RH) romance set in a dystopian world where the rules of civilization no longer apply. It's intended for mature readers. Expect themes of power imbalance, survival-based relationships, morally grey characters, dominant-submissive dynamics, and an unhealthy dose of forbidden hunger and smut! (Including MxM) The Luna Hunt is brutal. The rules of the academy are cruel. The royals are not heroes. Their choices are messy, hunger primal and desire intense!
JHeart · 2.1k Views

Bound By the Alpha

His tongue was merciless, circling, teasing, bringing me right to the edge...... And then he stopped again. My hips bucked uselessly against his mouth. I moaned in frustration. “Please,” I gasped, hating how desperate I sounded. “Kael—please—” He pulled back just enough to meet my eyes. “Beg me,” he murmured against my slick skin. “Beg me properly, Riley, and maybe I’ll let you come.” How was I craving him.. How can I crave for him. This man kidnapped me. Yet I ache for his touch. I yearn for it. I can't go a day without it. I know this would end badly, yet my heart wants to spend every minute with him. ************************* All Riley Miller wanted was to pay off her loans and forget the empty space inside her. Then Kael Bloodmoon shattered her world. A centuries-old werewolf Alpha, he drags her into a brutal hidden society, claiming she is the last Aethelgard, a human "Keyholder" magically enslaved to his bloodline. Trapped between Kael's raw, possessive fury and the cold, calculating schemes of his brother Kain, Riley finds herself at the center of a pack war while navigating threats from ancient vampires and darker creatures. The magical bond that chains her to Kael is eating her alive, and the only people with answers are the ones using her as a pawn. To survive, Riley must learn who to trust in a world of monsters, even if the most dangerous one is the possessive, broken king who claims she belongs to him.
Hokkybae · 20.5k Views

SHADOWS OF THE HEART

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person that sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going extinct, but one rule remained among the humans: "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world, found herself embracing the very shadow that was feared by many. The shadow that always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, she was the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets that led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood, the first to ink his fangs, had, unbeknownst to him, formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play thing to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart—or the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE, AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.
Amzy_Bella · 6.5k Views

The Only She Wolf Remaining

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.
lucy_mumbua · 15.2k Views