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A Werewolf's Unexpected Mate

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.
FantasiaLia09 · 167.7k 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 · 6.7k Views

The Side Character: I'm not the Female Lead

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.
MiuNovels · 86.9k Views

Married To The Billionaire Alpha King

{MATURE — The female lead, Elara, is a plus-size lady. This isn't a book about her losing weight or going on a weight-loss journey. This is a book where she embraces her size and loves herself after everything.} BILLIONAIRE/WEREWOLF I was born a maid in the pack, unwanted, unloved, and unseen. They said I was the daughter of a servant and that I should be grateful to even breathe the same air as elites. But what no one knew was that I wasn’t who they thought I was. I was stolen from my destiny, stripped of my name, and buried in a life that was never mine. When I finished school, I was given a job at Blueberries Pack Company. It was already falling apart, but I worked day and night to keep it alive. Still, nothing I did mattered. The Alpha’s precious daughter stole my ideas, my recognition, and even the man I thought I loved. I was used to silence, to being unseen, until he appeared. Darlon. The Alpha King. A name spoken with fear and awe. They said he was old, heartless, and cruel. I didn’t know him, and I never imagined our paths would cross. But when the Alpha and his Luna grew desperate to save their company, they forced me to marry him in their daughter’s place. I walked down that aisle expecting the worst…But what awaited me on the other side was nothing I could have ever imagined. I didn’t know it then, but the man I had married wasn’t a stranger at all… He was my fated mate And through him, I began to uncover the truth about my past, my bloodline, and the power that had been sleeping inside me all along.
Melaninpapi · 135.9k Views

Daddy! Cultivate My Holes: Forbidden Boys' University [BL].

WARNING: EXTREMELY SMUTTY [18+]. This isn't Xianxia. It is anal cultivation. The only thing being cultivated is Chen's rosebud, and cakehole. His body will go through a complete evolution of slutty experiments in the hands of the seniors, his roommate Derrick, the gatekeepers, professors, and some other random students. He is a slut, and he knows that. "I came to this campus to also learn Xianxia fantasy cultivation, but look at me now, I am the cultivated. My body... My holes..." ______ Chen Andrews, a Chinese American discovers his intense passion to be used by men. So, he gets admitted into one of the most prestigious universities to fulfil his lifelong dream and fantasy. He gets paired with a hot black roommate, Derrick, who enters his holes, and warns him that they now belong to him "EXCLUSIVELY." He'll go on to be used by seniors, and almost everyone, but alas, his Waterloo will come from the hands of the "ELITE COUNCIL," a group of rich and affluent students, who operates from behind the scene. When scandal erupts and secrets surface, Chen must face the cost of wanting to be wanted. Who will protect him? Who will break him? And who will own him when everything collapses? Behind of all these drama, lies a very deep secret. _____ This book is rated [18+], and contains elements of name calling, group sex, orgy, forbidden romance, bareback, and LGBT relationships. Read now, only on 'Webnovel.'
Bobbina_4203 · 388 Views

[BL] Teacher's Pet

‎love story of obsession. ‎He fell first, but he fell harder. ‎Norman Reed is nineteen, a wide-eyed freshman stepping onto the ivy-draped campus of Evergreen University with nothing but a full-ride scholarship, a battered suitcase, and a heart that has never truly been broken. ..yet. His life has always been messy: a childhood spent in a small coastal town where dreams felt too big and people felt too small, a mother who worked double shifts and still never looked at him like he mattered, and a quiet, gnawing hunger for something someone to see him completely. When he walks into his first literature lecture and locks eyes with Professor Duke Brandon, that hunger sharpens into something dangerous. ‎Duke Brandon is thirty-two, a widower who buried his heart with his husband four years ago and has spent every day since building walls so high no one can climb them. Brilliant, brooding, and terrifyingly controlled, he teaches modernist poetry like a man dissecting his own scars precise, unflinching, merciless. Students fear him. Colleagues respect him. No one gets close. Until Norman. ‎What begins as a student’s innocent, breathless admiration quickly spirals into something neither of them can contain. Norman falls first hard and fast and reckless stealing glances in lecture halls, lingering after class, scribbling frantic confessions in the margins of his notebook. He tells himself it’s just a crush. He tells himself he can control it. He is wrong. ‎Duke tries to resist. He marks Norman’s essays with detached precision, keeps his voice cool in the classroom, reminds himself daily of every ethical line he cannot cross. But the boy’s wide blue eyes, the way his throat bobs when he’s nervous, the raw vulnerability he wears like an open wound, it all seeps through the cracks Duke thought were sealed forever. And when the obsession finally takes root in Duke’s chest, it grows wilder, darker, more possessive than anything Norman’s youthful longing could have prepared for. ‎He fell first. ‎But Duke falls harder. ‎ #Slowburn
Angel_chrysalis · 211 Views

The Crazed Little Darling: Pampered by the Possesive Commander!

"Ruan Ruan, don’t think about leaving me." The cold lips landed on the corner of her eye, and Su Ruan finally realized she had truly been reborn... In her previous life, she believed the scumbag man and cheap woman, and was ultimately pushed to the Insect Race, dying a miserable death. However, the man she always despised remained devoted, loving her broken body even after her death. In this life: "Ruan Ruan, is someone harming you? Then I'll kill them all." "Ruan Ruan, you can only be mine." "Ruan Ruan, I beg you, don’t leave me..." The Federation Empire's highest Commander, Lu Shinian, does everything possible to keep her by his side. Having thought that after being reborn, this Commander addicted to paranoia would only offer a cold hand to hold. Who could tell her that the "big dog" with fluffy wolf ears whimpering by her side every night is really Lu Shinian, the highest interstellar Commander? "Ruan Ruan, I want a kiss." "Ruan Ruan, hug me." "Ruan Ruan, why are you ignoring me again, boo hoo." In the interstellar era, strength is revered, and the 3S Lu Shinian is a strongman among strongmen. But he is ironically shackled by an atavistic phenomenon that uncontrollably appears every so often. Wolf ears that suddenly spring up, an extra tail, all do not match Commander Lu’s image. From then on, to maintain his cold and towering image, Su Ruan covers Commander Lu's little ears, continuously working hard! Star Network spread that Su Ruan publicly jilted Lu Shinian, embarrassing him, and she would surely be hated and despised by him. But later, at a certain graduation ceremony, someone saw the always abstinent and aloof Commander Lu pin Su Ruan against the wall, corners of his eyes red, his voice aggrieved, "Ruan Ruan, kiss me."
Jiang Han · 237.4k Views