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*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the least of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to avenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she couldn't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone added to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. This is not your lovey-dovey werewolf troupe. THIS IS BLOODY, VENGEFUL, AND ANGRY. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with... > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS - Military General FL and Mafia Boss ML Please check this out as well. Thank you. Love in Hate in Love - Artist/Musician FL and CEO ML

Raven Young thought that after completing her final mission, she would finally leave the organization and live a peaceful life. But what happens when that very mission turns out to be the first one she ever fails? You run. Yes—and so did Raven. Not to save herself, but to escape the people chasing her, pushing her to the very edge… until she had no choice but to jump off a cliff, hoping against hope to survive. But fate had other plans. When Raven opened her eyes, she realized she was alive… but not in her own body. She had woken up as Ivy—the very woman who had caused her mission to fail. And as if that wasn’t enough, a father and son pair refused to let her go. The man kept her close for reasons of his own, his motives unclear and unsettling. Meanwhile, the child clung to her, refusing to leave her side, determined to keep his “parents” together—and even dreaming of having a sibling. “God… just what in the world has happened?” Raven had never felt so betrayed by life. But living in Ivy’s body begins to unravel secrets—truths that entangle their lives in ways she cannot escape. And the man who keeps her close? Little by little… he begins to drive her insane with his undeniable charm. Now Raven has to decide. Will she fall for the man and accept her current life or will the real Ivy returns and she has to leave

"Love is no different from the weather in Australia. Have I ever been there? No. But I’ve heard you can experience all four seasons in a single day there. And for me, there was only one person who could make me feel both hell and heaven within seconds."  Every picture looks perfect to those who don’t see the truth behind it. Hiro, a beta, is a photographer whose life revolves around capturing others—never himself. His closest relationship is with Felix, a famous alpha actor whose presence is fleeting and whose affection comes without commitment. When another actor, Izack Laflamme, enters Hiro’s life, the fragile balance between desire and denial begins to unravel. He offers things Hiro never had, even showing care for Hiro’s son, whom Hiro has kept hidden from the world. Sometimes, it gets a little… intense. Why are Izack and Felix so obsessed with Hiro? As rumors spread and emotions collide, Hiro must face the truth about love, identity, and what it means to finally be seen. Will he be able to choose what is best for him? A BL ABO romance about fame, longing, and secrets no one was prepared to confront.  DISCLAIMER: This story is set in a fictional, fantasy, omegaverse (ABO) universe. All lore are the author’s imagination. Content Warning: This novel contains scenes of violence, trauma, abuse, smut and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously. Check out my wattpad if you have the time: NightAshes And lastly, unlike what I usually say, you might judge the characters. Have fun doing so :) Enjoy the read!

For as long as she can remember, Lyra has been taught one truth: The Bloodfang Pack is the enemy. Their Alpha, Rylan, is a monster. A killer. A wolf whose name alone sparks fear. So when her pack is ambushed and she finds herself cornered by him in the burning forest, she expects death. What she doesn’t expect… is the bond. The moon chooses him. Her enemy. Her mate. Lyra refuses him with every breath in her body. Rylan refuses to let her die — even if she hates him for it. But when a hidden threat rises, one powerful enough to destroy both their packs, Lyra and Rylan are forced into an uneasy alliance. Enemies by blood. Bound by fate. And drawn together by a pull neither of them can escape.As danger closes in and secrets unravel, Lyra must decide:Is he truly the monster she was raised to fear… or the only wolf who will ever love her enough to burn the world for her?

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

“Life is merciless. Sometimes it leaves us with choices, but not the courage to make a decision.” ~ Elina

Trisha’s voice was silk and venom. “Tell me, Azael… how many times have you kissed that blind girl? Helpless… and still innocent.” He was meant to drink her blood—not crave her soul. Elana, blind and fragile, stumbled into a vampire’s lair. Unarmed, unknowing… yet the moment her scent and voice reached him, something in Azael stirred. His hunger twisted into something far more dangerous: desire. Azael, the cold lord of darkness, is drawn to a light he vowed never to feel. And Elana, brave despite her blindness, is trapped in a world where monsters wield power…and hearts. As her presence awakens the part of him he thought was dead, the question becomes inevitable: Can a creature of night truly love the light that blinds him?

Alicia Sinclair has been in an arranged marriage with Alexander Blackwood for two years. When she finally thought their marriage was unbreakable, Alexander returned with his model ex-girlfriend and asked for a divorce. Alicia's world crumbled, and after multiple failed attempts to make him change his mind, she decided to leave with her unborn child… just for Alexander to be the one begging her to stay. “If we had a child, would you still want a divorce?” “There are no what-ifs,” she replied coldly. But does she really not have feelings anymore? Especially for the man she loved for six years?

WARNING!!! , SOME CHAPTERS IN THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICIT SCENES "Sign it, Aria. Don’t make this more pathetic than it already is." The smell of his expensive cologne mixed sickeningly with the scent of her stepsister’s perfume on the damp hotel sheets. Julian didn’t look like the man who had whispered promises of forever an hour ago; he looked like a predator closing a trap. Beside him, Elena smirked, pulling the silk duvet higher over her shoulder—a silent, triumphant taunt. "You were having sex with her," Aria whispered, her voice cracking as the roar of the fashion show’s bass thumped through the walls of the dressing suite. "On my runway night. In our bed." "Technically, it’s my bed now," Elena chirped, her eyes gleaming with malice. "Just like it’s my lead spot in the show. You’re trending, sister. But not for the fashion." Julian shoved the fountain pen into Aria’s trembling hand. "The scandal hits the press in ten minutes. Your career is dead, your reputation is ashes, and this divorce is your only way out before the sponsors sue you for every cent you own. Sign the papers, take your shame, and disappear." With a numb heart and a hand that felt like ice, Aria scribbled her name, severing her life. An hour later, rain lashed against the neon lights of the city as she stumbled into a darkened bar, a ghost in a couture gown. She didn't want comfort; she wanted to feel something other than the knife in her back. When the man in the corner—shadowed, lethal, and radiating a terrifying power—offered her his hand and a night of forgetting, she took it. She didn't know his name. She didn't know he was the most dangerous man in the financial world. She only knew that as she walked away from the wreckage of her life the next morning, she was carrying a secret that would one day bring the world to its knees.

For the last ten years, Zack Riley– the delinquent, school bully– had been mercilessly teasing Anna Reece– the sweet, nerdy girl everyone liked. But one day that all changed… Due to jealous possession, Zack confessed the feeling he had been hiding since they were children. Can this misled boy work through his own psychological trauma and be boyfriend material? Can Anna work through her trust issues and look past her past with deceitful boys, to accept Zack’s feelings? Yes, and yes, in fact, these two unexpected characters, manage to build a bond stronger that most bonds. They share a connection so deep, some might say that it is fate.

Just imagine peacefully minding your own business at your office—working tirelessly to get a promotion—and bam, you die without even seeing your brother's wedding. Talk about a plot twist. And then, just to add insult to injury, you get reincarnated into a RPG game? Life was not messing around with its plot twists, was it? Not to mention, now the hero and the villain are coming after you? You, the normal, non-magical office worker who was just trying to get a pay raise. That's a dramatic way to start a story! And you ended up in an RPG game? With heroes and villains? Sounds like a wild ride you didn't sign up for. The question is, how are you gonna get yourself out of this mess without getting too entangled in the plot? Stay focused on your peaceful life and avoid those dangerous situations! And maybe try not to run into any more heroes or villains for a while. You've had enough excitement for one reincarnation.

Maisie Fleming has no recollection of her second marriage to her ex-husband’s uncle. Edmund Bainbridge, on the other hand, remembered every single moment of their married life. He waits patiently for her recovery and suffers quietly as he watches the woman he loved treat him like a complete stranger. When Maisie's ex-husband suddenly re-enters her life, Edmund finds himself torn between wanting Maisie to choose him and wanting her to be truly happy. If Maisie can no longer remember why she chose Edmund, can she fall in love with him again? Or will the return of her ex-husband make her question her choice? This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ~ Dialogue Excerpt~ I did not know how it happened. The next thing I knew, I was already in Alistair’s embrace. “Please, Maise. I need you to listen to me,” he whispered. I stomped on his feet and kicked backwards. But he did not budge. “Let me send you home. We’ll talk there.” “NO! Let me go!!” He swept me off my feet. “Must you be difficult? I swear, you were much more modest when you married -” His voice trailed and his steps halted. Chills began to run down my spine. “Why are you carrying my wife, Alistair?” Edmund’s voice was calm but icy cold. ~~ As of now, below is the total volume for the story 'My Ex's Uncle and Me.' Volume I The Stranger Beside Me is My Husband Volume II: My Ex Came Back After I Married His Uncle

{MATURE. DARK ROMANCE, MAFIA, YOU KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT IN MAFIA! BLOOD, GORE, ASSUALT. THE ROMANCE ISN'T DARK BUT THE THEME IS DARK. BE WARNED!} His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him at my back made every nerve in my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me," he murmured against my ear, his voice so quiet that made me shiver, "and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it." His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife — where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather to settle a crushing debt she never knew they had. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint—strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. To his enemies, The Saint is a whispered legend. To his empire, he is untouchable. But to Elsie, he is the stranger tied to a night she cannot remember, the father of her unborn child, and the dangerously possessive man who has claimed her as his own. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world. Power is law, loyalty is enforced, and weakness is hunted without hesitation. force marriage Possessive mmc Captivity Pregnancy

"Do you know where you are?" "Who cares which hell I fall into!" Dakota responded coldly. "Do you know what I do with my enemies?" "You kill them and drink their blood!" Dakota never imagined attending her sister's engagement party would turn her life upside down. The man she loved twice, the mate she gave everything to, the father of the twins she nearly died birthing, is marrying her sister. Raising their son. Living the life he promised her. With her memories flooding back in devastating waves, Dakota does the only thing she can: she runs. Straight into enemy territory. Into the hands of Alpha Kade, the rival her pack has feared for years. He should kill her. Use her as leverage. Start a war. Instead, he offers her refuge. But when her mate comes demanding her return, claiming the bond can't be broken, Dakota faces an impossible choice: The man who destroyed her twice, or the enemy who's offering her a chance to destroy him back. Some loves are forbidden. Some are fatal. And some enemies... become everything.

I died once. Got stoned to death by a mob because a pretty girl with a heroine halo got jealous of my usefulness. Last thing I heard was her confession...she was the one who opened the gates to let the zombies in and pinned it on me. It was real touching stuff. The next thing I knew, I woke up in silk pajamas with a second chance. Here's the thing about knowing the apocalypse is coming: you prepare. I emptied grocery stores, stole weapons, filled a spatial storage with enough supplies to outlast the end of the world. I also learned my lesson about powers—they drain your life force, and I'm not dying twice for the privilege of throwing vines around. So I stayed home in the mansion I shared with my guardian and his head of security. But I decided to take the last bit of advice I had been given in my previous life: 'Stay home.' Done. I'm not going anywhere and no one is going to be able to move me if I don't want. Unfortunately for me, I stole the wrong thing in this life, and now I have another two men in my house who think that I don't know what I am doing. Four men...a billionaire guardian, his head of security, a weapons dealer, and his quiet enforcer...they all tried to convince me to evacuate. When that didn't work, they tried to leave without me. Funny how that works out when you realize the only stable thing in a collapsing world won't budge. Suddenly, their evacuation plans don't matter anymore. Suddenly, they're staying too. I'm not here to save anyone. I'm not the hero. I'm just a woman who's already survived this once, and I'm not interested in repeating my mistakes. But survival? That's my specialty. And apparently, I'm everyone else's, whether I like it or not. Author's Note: There is a few things that after 140 chapters (and a lot of comments) I need to clarify. The title is: "Refusing to leave home." Please don't expect her to leave her house. The idea of this novel is: "It's okay to just survive." You don't have to be responsible for the human race, you don't have fix what everyone screws up. It's okay to do nothing and keep living. Rouxi comes from a seriously fucked up past life. Her parents were abusive and since she was four years old, she has learned that, in order to survive, you can only rely on yourself. Dying and being reborn just reinforces this belief. This is in a completely different world from my previous ones. This is a fresh start but with all the things you come to expect from me. There will be no crossovers (Gasp... I know!) The particulars: MFMMM No MM Age gap Zombies

In a world ruled by bloodlines and brutal hierarchy, Elara is a mistake. As the illegitimate, "wolfless" daughter of Alpha Silas, she has spent nineteen years in the shadows, supported only by her eldest brother, Leo. But when an enemy attack leaves Leo dead and their home in ashes, Elara’s father chooses to save his "perfect" daughter, Selene, by selling Elara at a black-market auction. Her buyer is the legendary "God of War," Alpha Kaelen of the Obsidian Pack. Elara expects a savior when she catches the scent of her fated mate, but she finds an executioner. Believing Elara intentionally left his "true love"—her half-sister Selene—to burn, Kaelen buys her only to make her suffer. Bound by an iron collar and cast into a silver-lined dungeon, Elara is forced to endure his vengeful wrath and the pack’s cruelty. However, Elara’s "wolfless" nature is the world’s greatest lie. Beneath the scars of silver poisoning lies the Hallowed Bloodline—an ancient power capable of commanding the elements and bridging the void.

Imagine graduating from college in a few months, and then the apocalypse happened. Moreover, dungeons and monsters appeared, superhuman powers awakened, and the world changed, yet Jade remained as he was—the ever so heedless, unbothered, emotionless, and weird guy manning the cash register. But some people deemed him lucky because he seemed to be unaffected by all those happenings. But would they still believe that when Jade came home one day from his night shift, tired and hungry, to find a dungeon gate right inside his house? The worst thing that could ever happen to him was get sucked in that gate, however, instead of the gate, strange Seekers are sucking up to him instead. Jade: Why is this happening?! Seeker 1: Help me go back to my world, and I will give you everything you wish for. Seeker 2: I don’t care about going back to that damned world, so can you just let me stay here with you? Seeker 3: Jade, honey, you’re the best Minder! I need you, so come with me to my world. And so on… these Seekers are all lunatics forcing him to help them go back to their respective worlds! But how can Jade do that, when all of them were just mere characters from books?! Now, what will Jade do?

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

"And now for our final auction item!" Inside the underground auction house, the host's impassioned voice rang out, the entire venue suddenly went dark, a moment later...

Three years ago— Georgia Thorne had just been accepted into Portmire University, and just as she was looking forward to her future life, a bolt of lightning shattered all her beautiful dreams...