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Ayla has been running for years. No pack. No family. No answers—just the constant feeling that everyone is after her. Now she’s been spotted, the werewolf world is moving. That’s not all that’s been awakened, though. A powerful bloodline wants her back. Rival packs want what she is. And the ones who can’t claim her are ready to break her. To survive, Ayla has to uncover who cursed her—and why—before she becomes the prize in a war she never chose. But the most dangerous question isn’t who’s hunting her… It’s what does fate has in store for her.

"My sister threatens to take my mate. And I let her keep him." Born without a wolf, Seraphina is the disgrace of her pack—until a drunken night leaves her pregnant and married to Kieran, the ruthless Alpha who never wanted her. But their decade-long marriage was no fairytale. For ten years, she endured the humiliation: No Luna title. No mating mark. Just cold sheets and colder stares. When her perfect sister returned, Kieran filed for divorce the same night. And her family was happy to see her marriage broken. Seraphina didn't fight but left silently. However, when danger struck, shocking truths emerged: ☽ That night wasn't an accident ☽ Her "defect" is actually a rare gift ☽ And now every Alpha—including her ex-husband—will fight to claim her Too bad she's done being owned. *** Kieran's growl vibrated through my bones as he pinned me against the wall. The heat of him seared through layers of fabric. "You think leaving is that easy, Seraphina?" His teeth grazed the unmarked skin of my throat. "You. Are. Mine." A hot palm slid up my thigh. "No one else will ever touch you." "You had ten years to claim me, Alpha." I bared my teeth in a smile. "Funny how you only remember I'm yours... when I'm walking away."

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

Love. Hate. Revenge. Before she was the High Alpha's daughter, Maya was an orphan named Penelope—and Marcus Keenan was the boy who gave her his locket and promised to marry her... until she was torn from him. Taken by High Alpha Vilhelm, everyone, including Marcus, was told she died. Years later, Marcus returns from the recent war a hero—now Alpha Keenan—with power, lands, and the right to choose any woman as his mate. He takes Maya—the same girl who made his life miserable before he left. He doesn't recognize her as Penelope with the locket long gone. To him, she is cruel, two-faced, and an expert at manipulation. What he doesn't know is that Maya's cruelty was forced, a mask she wore to both protect him and survive. Now trapped in a marriage born of revenge, she must decide. Stay silent and play the part, or reveal who she truly is…before it’s too late. —— Excerpt “This marriage is fake,” Maya said. She should be happy but why did it hurt so much? “Fake?” Keenan frowned and closed the gap between them. He wrapped a palm around her neck, and Maya gasped but no sound left her throat. “Is this another ploy to escape me?” “Isn’t it fake?” Maya whispered, holding his hand, trying to ease his grip. It was getting hard to breathe. Her voice betrayed her, too hopeful even to her own ears. He stared with such hatred, yet a part of her didn’t want it to be fake. Keenan threw his head back and laughed, yet his grip on her neck never wavered. “Woman, surely this must be a joke. You think I would orchestrate a fake marriage with you?” He leaned closer, eyes locked on hers. “You undermine my hatred. I want you bound to me forever. I want you to hate every moment of your life and I will be right here to make sure of it. You can never escape me.” Keenan released her neck. She dropped to the floor, rubbing her throat as she finally drew a full breath. “Fake marriage? Don’t be ridiculous. Even your father couldn’t get you away from me.”

"She's stabilizing," the healer calls. "Who marked her?" "I did," both Dexmon and Fin answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince who has loved her across multiple lifetimes. The other is the youngest Alpha King in Skardos. A man who lost everything once and never expected a second chance. Rewind three months, when Dexmon Drakenfell's wolf says one word: MATE. He carries her home and won’t put her down. For strategic reasons, obviously. His wolf calls bullshit. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. The bachelor prince who doesn't do feelings caught them all. But Serena has a BIG secret worth killing for. Gold blood. White wolf. An entire pack slaughtered because one father said no. The tyrant who did it hasn’t stopped looking. The bounty for her capture: 1B in gold. If her identity is revealed, every Alpha in Skardos would hand her over to avoid war. That's predictable. What they don't see coming are the knives from within. And this time when she falls, Dexmon is looking the wrong way. The hero who finds her is Fin Shadowclaw, King of North Skardos. His wolf says the impossible: MATE. He already buried his first mate. Alpha venom is the only thing standing between her and death. So he marks her to save her. Two Alphas. One feels like home. The other feels like the home she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. War is coming for her blood. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms burn and they lose her. Serena has come way too damn far to let history repeat. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. She says checkmate.

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

She's the last of her bloodline. A red wolf the world has forgotten-hunted by the one destined to love her. Hazel Alice Thorn has spent years on the run, her wolf hidden and her name erased from pack records. Hunted for crimes she didn't commit. Especially by him- The great Alpha of Blackmoor Pack, Caleb Benjamin Blackmoor, who swore to kill her and any of her family. But when a brutal hunt leaves Hazel near death, Caleb finds her and the moon Goddess marks her as his. Fate is cruel. Love is forbidden. And power always demands blood.

Betrayed by her own blood, Nina Storm is forced to take her sister’s place—married off to a cursed Alpha whose brides never survive past the eleventh day. Everyone is waiting for her funeral. But when the twelfth dawn comes… Nina walks out alive. Worse—she awakens as the very witch who cursed them all. There’s just one problem: her power is gone. To reclaim it, she has only one choice—betray the man she’s bound to. Seduce the Alpha. Take what she needs. Leave him to his fate. That was the plan. Until him. Rodrigo doesn’t fall in love—he obsesses. Completely. Dangerously. Irrevocably. And Nina, who came to destroy him, finds herself wanting to save him instead. But loving the Alpha comes at a price. And this time…the price might be too heavy to pay.

Tonight, Cecilia’s heart was ripped from her chest to break her bond with Arzhen. The Weretiger King’s son, the man she had been bonded to for seven years, had mercilessly taken her life. Who could blame him, really? Cecilia was just a fake Saintess, after all. When the real love of his life, the true Saintess Ruby Vaiva, emerged to reclaim her legitimate title, it was all over for Cecilia. Cast away by the very people she had saved through sheer will and intellect, all in favor of a divine cheat, she knew no one was coming to save her. But as her eyes grew heavy and the world began to fade, a notification suddenly popped into her mind. DING! [Capturable Love Interest detected! Would you like to roll for Five Star Love Interest, Oathran Alicei? You have 10 free rolls!] [Yes/No] Ah. So there was a man dying nearby, too… Wait... Oathran Alicei? The Dragon Lord?! [Warning! Five Stars Love Interest Exclusive Banner is about to expire! Roll?] [Yes/No] Alright, alright! Roll! *** [Let’s start! This is the Beast Gacha System, where you can get countless rewards and bond with any beast, as many as you like!] *** The Dragon Lord she swore to kill: “It wasn’t a prophecy, it was an oath. Your oath. To me.” He wanted to die by her hands. He must. “It was about dying at the hands of the one person I respected. The one person who promised to take the burden from me. You.” “And if I say you are a saintess, then you are.” *** The Alpha Werewolf, her uncle-in-law: “You think there’s a measurement for sin?” “If we are going to get you with child, it will be done properly. Ideally, in front of that precious nephew of mine. Let him have a front-row seat to his legacy being… superseded.” “God forbid a man finds creative motivation.” *** The Werelion Pride King who 'hated' her: “So what if it’s wrong? Be wrong, and live.” “Let me tell you one thing, Cecilia. If you die, even if it was the right thing to be… it’s still wrong.” “If you die, the world will be wrong.” “And a wrong world must perish.” *** Cover art by Nay U [17+ NSFW, Reverse Harem, BeastsXHuman, Revenge, System, Dragon, Werelion, Werewolf, 3 Male Leads] Existing smut chapters: Ch. 16, 26, 51, 52, 68, 69, 70, 72, 81, 82, 83, 104, 105, 106, 117, 118, 119, 121, 138, 139, 140, 184, 185, 187, 220, 231, 246, 261, 278, 279, 348, 349, 350, 351, 353, 354, 355, 356, 357 & 358 (for now)

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT [18+] An enemy, a punishment, a curse in disguise of blessing. An alpha who simply wants to claim an omega as his. An omega escaping his tragic past, trying to heal the scars that seem to never fade. Synopsis: In a world where Alphas ruled and Omegas were seen as figures of motherhood and love, Ren lived as a Beta. And in a world where humans have mixed with other species such as gods, demons, elves, witches, Ren was a human of pure blood. However, from a young age, he had been able to see what others cannot. A mere glance could kill. A single touch could heal. Born with a cursed blessing—the power to both save and destroy—Ren was bound and raised by the temple, blindfolded and used as a living weapon. For years, they unleashed his power against their greatest enemy: the Ravhara Kingdom, with whom war had raged for centuries. But after a certain incident, Ren ran away from his motherland and sought refuge in the border of the Ravhara Empire, hiding his identity. Disguised as a servant, he began working under the very army he once fought—under their Imperial General, Zayden Sylvaris—as his personal servant under strange circumstances. Ren worked by his side like a ghost. As if he wasn’t there in the first place. Everything was going smoothly… until one night, the general followed the sweet scent of an omega—only to find Ren, his personal attendant, standing there. Him? An Omega in heat? But that couldn’t be. He didn’t any hire Omega, and Betas weren’t supposed to have such a sweet scent. So certainly… he had to be an Omega hiding his identity. And it was the very servant who screamed, “DEMON!” on their first meeting. Zayden becomes consumed with the need to find out the truth. But as desire clashes with hatred, and secrets unravel, one thing becomes dangerously clear: The servant he thought was ordinary, is far more than he appeared. How long can Ren keep his identity buried? And what happens when an Alpha who only wants to claim… meets an omega who was never meant to be touched? 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, and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously. This is also a slow burn. So if you expect quick progress, then it might not be your cup of tea. And lastly, as I always say, understand the characters. Do not judge them. Enjoy the read!

Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.

ALTERNATIVE TITLE: THREE FOR A SECOND CHANCE. BLURB I had desired to have a child of my own. To show the world I wasn't an unfit Luna. To make Alex a father and express my love for him. The moon goddess seemed to hear my desires, and she granted them. I had held the result firmly in my hands, excited to tell my husband, but then I was met with a scene of betrayal. He was on our matrimonial bed with my best friend Eva. Heartbroken and disoriented, after various tortures, I found a way to escape his clutches with one Vow in mind: "I must protect my Pup!" I fell into the hands of three powerful Alpha triplets, but now they call me by a name I cannot recognize. Would they still look at me with so much desire if they found out I have a pup growing in my belly? **** "Theresa! Come with us!" Their voices echoed loudly in my head as I stared at them puzzled. "I am not Theresa, and I am going nowhere with you!" I said out loud, my voice firm. Leonard leaned in closer, his breath hot against my skin, "I promise Theresa, we would treat you right this time!" "Just give us another chance!" Lugard said, as he brushed his fingers against my skin. "Allow us to treat you right!" Lawrence muttered, as he searched my eyes deeply waiting for a confirmation. I could only stare at them puzzled, unaware of the right decision to make, but I couldn't ignore the way my body reacted towards them.

MATURE CONTENT | 18+ ONLY Contains: Explicit scenes, possessive behavior, power dynamics, violence, and dark romance themes In the ruthless heart of Moscow, power is the only currency that matters—and Julius owns it all. At thirty-five, Julius is an untouchable Alpha. A business titan who built his empire on control and fear. Engaged to a woman who secures his family's legacy, his path seems clear. He bows to no one. He belongs to no one. Until he meets Harrison. Harrison is thirty. An Enigma. A prodigy of the Russian underworld and a mafia king who doesn't ask for what he wants—he takes it. What starts as a collision of egos in a dimly lit club becomes something far more dangerous when Harrison marks Julius, binding their fates in a way neither can escape. Possessive. Ruthless. Unyielding. Harrison doesn't care about Julius's empire or his fiancée. He wants the Alpha—body, mind, and soul. But Julius was born to lead, not to follow, and he won't surrender easily. Not even to the man who now owns his fate. In a world where desire meets domination, a war begins. And in this battle for control, only one can win. Who will break first?

#DarkRomance #ModernRoyalty #PossessiveAlpha #DominantOmega #AlphaDominant #RoyalCourt #ForcedEngagement #SlowBurn #ABO #PowerImbalance #ChosenMate #PoliticalMarriage Dean Fitzgeralt has spent his life protected by power, choice, and the careful distance his family built around him. As a dominant omega born into one of the Empire’s most influential houses, he knows what the world expects of him and how carefully those expectations must be managed. When political pressure closes in, Dean makes a choice meant to end a growing diplomatic standoff: he accepts an engagement to Crown Prince Arion of Alamina without truly knowing the man behind the proposal. Arion is a dominant alpha whose power comes with a brutal truth: without a mate, he is dangerously close to madness. If he goes berserk, entire regions could pay the price. Dean is the only solution. Now bound by his choice, Dean must leave everything familiar behind and step into Alamina’s court, where patience is lethal, possession is quiet but absolute, and Arion’s restraint rests on him alone. He chose this willingly. What he didn’t know was how dangerous being chosen back would be. Order of Books: [BL] Reborn as the Empire’s Most Desired Omega Caught by the Mad Alpha King Taming the Wild Beast of Alamina

Odesse had always made sure she never got too close to the wolves. A human servant living beneath the rule of the Silverclaw Pack, Odesse survives quietly in a world where humans are weak, disposable, and forgotten. But everything changes the night she accidentally intrudes on a sacred mating ceremony and receives the impossible — the Alpha’s mark. Valex, the feared and cursed Alpha King of the Moonlight Pack, has spent years carrying the rumors of death and destruction. Every woman who ever mated with him died, and the curse surrounding him cost him his throne, his reputation, and nearly his humanity. So when a human girl appears bearing his mark, the wolf world is thrown into chaos. Taken into Moonlight Palace as Valex’s personal servant, Odesse soon finds herself trapped between fear and attraction as an uncontrollable bond pulls them closer together. But while desire grows, so do the secrets surrounding her existence. Nightmares haunt her sleep. Black blood stains her tears. Visions blur the line between reality and illusion. And hidden truths about her parents, her bloodline, and the Moon Spirit begin to surface. As rival packs scheme, enemies watch from the shadows, and an ancient curse tightens around Valex, Odesse discovers she may not only be tied to his fate… but to the fate of the entire wolf kingdom. In a world ruled by power, betrayal, and dangerous love, Odesse must decide whether her bond with Valex will become her salvation… or the very thing that destroys them both. From servant to Alpha Queen, her destiny was never ordinary.

The Alpha who despises me… chose me as his mate?? Waverly was supposed to stay invisible. Just another Omega scraping by in the Outer District. Until the day the Alpha Prince returns with a sketch of his “missing mate.” A girl with her face. Sold into the High-Class world she was never meant to enter, Waverly is forced to play a dangerous game; pretend to be the Prince’s destined mate… or watch her family be destroyed. But Prince Kaeren knows the truth. He created the sketch to secure his inheritance. There was never a mate. So who is the girl standing in front of him? She's a liar. A threat. A mistake he intends to break. He accepts her as his mate… not to love her, but to ruin her. To expose her. To humiliate her. To make her regret ever wearing that face. But the more he tries to destroy her, the more he can’t look away. And the girl he swore to hate might be the only one who can destroy him first. ___ This book drags you through things that aren’t pretty and doesn’t apologize for it. Waverly’s world is messy, dangerous, and unfair in ways that will make your chest tighten in all the worst (and best) ways. You might laugh when you shouldn’t. You might cry without warning. You will probably get angry. And yes—there are R18 scenes. If you’re here for comfort… this isn’t that. If you’re here for feeling something… You might want to stay. Reader discretion is advised (or not. I’m not your mom. Hehe ;))

Ellis Roselle is a prideful Alpha and the precious heir of the richest Roselle family in Crystal Country. Proud of his wealth, his looks, his charm… and most of all, his ability to read minds, Ellis isn’t just an S-Class—he’s an SS-Class Alpha, rarer than rare. With his specialty, he can make anyone fall in love with him in seconds, no matter who stands before him. His life is perfect, heavenly even. Everyone adores him. Everyone calls him their Moon… Ellis Roselle. Until his family suddenly accepts a marriage proposal from X country’s richest family: the Stonehearts. The groom? Silas Stoneheart, a Beta boy who can’t speak. Wait… Ellis is disgusted. He hates Betas—anyone without scent or pheromones. "I’m not marrying him. No matter what happens…" "He can’t even speak…" "I can’t spend my life with a useless mute Beta." He tries everything to decline this marriage. He argues, he rebels, he schemes. But his strict parents have already promised. In the end, he gives up—agreeing to marry Silas only socially, not from the heart. From the very first day Silas steps into Crystal Country, Ellis vows to make this Beta’s life hell. But Silas is not a normal Beta. Every time Ellis tries to read his mind… everything is blank. What… why is everything blank? Does he even have a mind? Every attempt to irritate him, every trick to frustrate or provoke him, meets only silence, no expression, no reaction. Is he really human? What is he…? And most importantly… what happens when Ellis discovers the secret behind his mute Beta wife? #MindReading #UnreadableML #HiddenSecrets #SSClassAlpha #Strongactingweak Please give a try to my new story—your useless mute beta might just surprise you! (♡˙︶˙♡) Meowly♡

In his previous life, Levi was hired by governments when they needed someone erased. Now he's waking up as Levi Quinn, the "defective" omega his family threw away, in the bed of Noah Sterling, a Type B Alpha the world calls a monster. The Alpha thinks they're fated mates. Levi is counting exit routes. Noah brings him breakfast every morning. Levi memorizes the security codes. Noah handles his schedule, his life, calls it protection. Levi calls it suffocation. So, Levi builds leverage. A music career Noah's money can't buy. A public image Noah's influence can't control. Proving that the "useless" omega the Quinn family discarded can stand on his own. But there's a problem. His new family is watching his rise. His brother Silas, the golden child, the perfect omega, the one who took everything, is also watching. And every victory Levi claims is a knife twisted in the hearts of the people who threw him away. But... It gets complicated when the man you're planning to leave starts looking less like a captor and more like someone who's just as trapped as you are. Tags: #Smut #FaceSlapping #SlowBurnPowerReversal #Mpreg #Showbiz #TragicWetCatGong #MisunderstoodML #SoftDarkRomance #NonTraditionalABO]

[WARNING: HEAVILY RATED 18 AND STRONG SEXUAL LANGUAGES BUT NO RAPE] Excerpt "Marry me, and you shall have your heart's desires. We both know you want it..." Xavier's husky voice drifted from the shadows of the cell, making every cell in Asher's body ignite—right down to his peaking nipples. Asher managed to stand his ground, refusing to break even though the crushing weight of Xavier's pheromones threatened to pull him under. "In your damn dreams. I am straight," he declared. Xavier laughed mockingly, the sound echoing off the cold stone walls. "Let's see how long that lasts..." He leaned down and cupped Asher's length firmly in his palms, watching as Asher’s face turned a deep, heated red. ******* Synopsis He thought he had it all—a beautiful family, a gorgeous home, and a prestigious profession. But one fateful night, it all crumbled away, and he landed in a deadly prison. In a society where homosexuality is a taboo, he was accused of sexually harassing a man. A fucking man, when he was straight as an arrow. Like, how? But that was just the beginning of his nightmare. He landed straight into the cage of an infamous Mafia lord of the underworld—the demon himself, a wolf in sheep’s clothing. A demon in bed and a beast by day. Asher thought he could fly under the radar; all he had to do was lay low and avoid the man forever. But he never expected to capture the lord’s undivided attention. Xavier Devereaux was mad for him, obsessed with him, watching him day and night. He wouldn't even sleep if Asher wasn't safely in his cell. All hell broke loose when Xavier declared him his "bride" in front of the Nine powerful Mafia houses, leaving Asher at the mercy of fate and powerful war. Now, a deadly desire has risen. Truly, Xavier Devereaux isn't just a mad fucker, but a deranged man in desperate need of therapy. But the good thing? Asher realized he has a thing for bad boys...