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The Arrogant Alpha King He was born of two monsters. Half wolf. Half something far older. Kael has never begged for acceptance. He does not bow. He does not explain. With one crimson eye and one molten gold, he stands as a living reminder of a forbidden union that should never have existed. Feared by his own kind. Hunted by enemies. Destined for a throne he refuses to earn through weakness. They call him arrogant. He calls it survival. Then he finds her. Elara was rejected under the full moon — cast out by her own pack, marked as unwanted, replaceable, forgettable. But rejection did not break her. It carved steel into her bones. Alone in the wild, she learned that survival does not require permission. When fate binds her to the most dangerous Alpha alive, the forest itself seems to hold its breath. Their bond ignites like wildfire — ancient, violent, unbreakable. A fractured crown looms over them. Packs sharpen their claws. And something older than wolves stirs in the shadows, awakened by the hybrid king who was never meant to rule. To claim his throne, Kael must embrace the monster he hides behind pride. To stand beside him, Elara must decide if loving an arrogant king is worth becoming the war that follows. Because some bonds are not blessings. They are power. And when the crown is restored… the world of wolves will kneel — or burn.

One fateful night, Lily finds a wounded stranger in the woods and brings him home. She doesn't know he’s Elis — a cursed werewolf, the last of his kind, and her destined mate. Drawn to each other by a powerful bond, they share one passionate night under the full moon… but by morning, he’s gone, leaving her heart shattered. Years pass. Now an Alpha King in search of a queen, Elis crosses paths with Lily again. Their connection still burns, but secrets and past pain linger. Lily soon learns that she alone holds the power to break his ancient curse — yet she may never be chosen as his queen. Can Lily survive a second rejection? Or will love finally conquer the curse?

Once an immortal condemned to eternal punishment, Celeste, aka Celia, awakens inside the body of a disgraced apprentice, sharing the same name as Celia at Ravencrest Academy, where power is law and reputation decides survival. Weak, mocked, and surrounded by predators, she realizes she has been given a second life… but not her former strength. Yet her hands remain dangerous. With knowledge from her past life, she begins rebuilding her cultivation through a forbidden art of healing, using touch to correct meridian damage, cleanse poison, and stabilize broken cores. What begins as secret treatments for desperate students soon turns into whispers, scandals, and obsession. The academy’s strongest elites, nobles, knights, mages, and even professors begin lining up for her “Divine Touch,” each leaving changed in body and shaken in spirit. But her gift is also her curse. Her methods blur the line between medicine and temptation, drawing both male and female admirers into her orbit. As attraction turns into loyalty, and loyalty turns into possessiveness, she gains power not through brute force… but through influence. Behind her rise, darker forces stir. The academy’s leaders notice. The empire watches. And somewhere beyond the walls, the heavens remember her name. This time, she won’t be punished quietly.

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."

Aira signs a contract marriage to save her sister’s life, never expecting her husband to be the ruthless Alpha King of a hidden werewolf world. Cold, powerful, and dangerously possessive, Kael makes one thing clear — this marriage means nothing to him. But when enemies rise and secrets unfold, Aira discovers that being the Alpha’s wife comes with deadly consequences… and an unbreakable bond she cannot escape. In a world where humans don’t belong, can she survive long enough to become his true Luna?

Trigger Warning: This story contains dark themes, including abuse, non-consensual situations, emotional trauma, humiliation, and violence. Reader discretion is advised. °°°°° “I will make you suffer, mate. I’ll break you until the only escape you have is to end your own life,” he hissed, shoving her backward. “Undress, get on the bed, and get on all fours!” •••••••••••••• Sofia was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Lola, was the apple of everyone’s eye—the complete opposite of Sofia. Lola had it all: a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Damien, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Lola was destined to be his mate. The future Luna. The perfect choice. Then fate turned cruel. Lola died, and Sofia was condemned for murder when a damning video showed her pushing Lola to her death. Overnight, she became a murderer in everyone’s eyes—even to Damien, the Alpha heir she secretly loved. On the day of her execution, Sofia is offered a choice. Die… Or live as a sex slave to the Alpha heir who hates her. Soon, word spread. Everyone heard about the famous Alpha Damien’s sex slave. Powerful men began to come forward—Alphas, Betas, and allies of the pack. Some were curious. Some wanted a taste of her. Others wanted to prove their strength by claiming what Damien despised. And with each passing day, the line of men grew longer. Then came the real trouble. Damien’s uncle stepped into the picture. A respected Alpha. Calm. Influential. A man no one ever questioned. From the moment he saw Sofia, his interest was clear. He wanted her—and unlike the others, he had the power to challenge Damien. Soon, Damien was no longer the only one laying claim to her. For the first time, he had a real rival.

Before the human race ended, Travis had nothing—no food, no shelter, no protection. Just a body wasting away in a dying world. Right at the edge of death, with his breath fading and his bones shaking, he made a silent wish: If I ever return… I’ll change everything. I’ll rise again. From a useless omega slump kid to a respected master. That was his final thought before the darkness claimed him. When he opened his eyes again, Travis found himself in a savage paradise—beautiful yet brutal, ruled by formidable beasts. Creatures that walked like men but killed like monsters. Dangerous. Mindless. Feral. And he, a fragile human omega, was dropped right in the middle of their world. Desperate to survive the packs of bloodthirsty alphas who wanted him for themselves—even if it meant tearing him apart—Travis awakened something deep within him. A cradle space. A mysterious power capable of creating and nurturing life itself. Along with it came a terrifying vision: the so-called paradise would soon crumble under a deadly apocalypse that would consume everything in its path. Armed with nothing but his will, his strange new ability, and a babysitting job for a grumpy lion beast alpha who made it his mission to watch him day and night, coupled with a majestic Dragon who turned to an overbearing protector Travis became the last light of hope in a dying world. Short Excerpt > “You’re mine,” he whispered, voice rough and low as Travis lay in his arms, bloodied and bruised. “Even if the world ends…” his breath was warm against Travis’s skin. “No one can take you away from me.” NOTE: THIS IS MY FIRST TRY ON THIS GENRE, DECIDING TO TAKE A SHORT BREAK FROM TOXIC LOVERS. STILL EXPERIMENTING SO DONT JUDGE AS THIS MY WORLD IS DIFFERENT FROM OTHERS....

Luna didn’t grow up in the beast world. She appeared there. One moment, she was nowhere. The next, she stood in an unfamiliar land, a fox woman marked by a mysterious System, given a single, terrifying directive: Survive. Mate. Carry the future. The System does not care about fear or consent or softness. It announces her existence to the beast clans and triggers a hunt unlike anything the world has seen. Powerful beasts are drawn to her by instinct alone, compelled to pursue, protect, and claim the fox woman chosen to bear the next generation. Shy, gentle, and utterly unprepared, Luna must navigate a world where devotion and danger blur, where protection comes with possessive instincts, and where every choice could shape the future of the entire beast world. She was not summoned to fight. She was summoned to be the future. A high-stakes fantasy romance filled with systems, instinct-driven bonds, slow-burn tension, and a heroine everyone is desperate to protect.

Choi Yujun- born into power but cursed with a 'weakness'. The only son of the Choi family is born an omega, born an embarrassment to a bloodline of strong and pure alphas. At a party, a violent attack from a mutual enemy exposed Yujun’s secret in front of his family’s sworn enemy, Hwang Jaehyun, Yujun prepares for humiliation and blackmail, offering himself to be used by the Alpha in order to protect himself from his own family Instead of the humiliation...Hwang Jaehyun does the unthinkable... The rival who is supposed to destroy him, becomes his drug, his shield, his forbidden comfort. Together they fight to bring down the people who made Yujun bleed…together they bleed in the face of betrayals, trials and "Don't you realize? I'm a Choi, I am cursed and I am sick" Yujun says with deep angish, "then use me, Yujun-ah, use me like a drug" Jaehyun response came out raw and desperate, his alpha swearing it.

I died on my wedding night. My mate the Alpha I had loved all my life abandoned me before the entire pack, humiliated me, and whispered his final command through our bond: “Just die already.” And I did. But fate was cruel. Instead of peace, I opened my eyes again… reborn to the very night of my betrayal. This time, I wasn’t the weak, naïve Luna who let her sister steal everything. This time, I would tear their lies apart.

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

(Warning: Mature Content) A maid’s life is lived in the shadows. A Queen’s life is written in blood. Vespera was a ghost in the Valerius Estate—invisible, disposable, and safe. That safety shattered the moment Malphas Valerius, the brutal Mafia Vampire King, looked at her and decided she belonged to him. No courtship. No choice. With a ring forced onto her finger and a vow sealed in ancient blood, Vespera is traded from a life of service to a life of gilded torment. To the underworld, she is the new Vampire Queen. To Malphas, she is simply his latest acquisition. He does not love; he owns. And he keeps his treasures under a suffocating shroud of silk and violence. But the King is hiding a monster in his cellar. Chained beneath the mansion’s cold stone floors is Caspian Thalassar—a captured Werewolf Alpha intended to be broken. He was supposed to be a trophy of war, yet the moment Vespera enters his cell, the predator awakens. She is not his mate. She is not his destiny. But she is the only thing that makes his heart beat again. Caspian can smell the lie in her veins. He can feel the power radiating off her skin. Malphas didn't marry a maid; he trapped a power in a birdcage. In a palace built on cruelty, Vespera is the match. Between a King who wants her soul and an Alpha who wants her blood, she must decide: Will she wear the crown, or will she burn the empire to the ground? THIS AN 18+ NOVEL THAT INCLUDES VIOLENCE AND MATURE THEMES. READ WITH CAUTION.

Lyra has spent her life surviving on the edges of a world that was never built for her. With no family name and no protection, she takes a job as a maid in the most powerful wolf estate in the city, a place of polished marble floors, strict rules, and quiet cruelty. Behind its white walls lives an Alpha whose authority is absolute, whose presence commands obedience, and whose name no one speaks lightly. Lyra’s only goal is survival. Until the day she feels it. The bond. Instant. Unmistakable. Dangerous. He feels it too. But an Alpha does not claim a maid. Instead of announcing her as his mate, he keeps her hidden summoned in silence, desired in shadows, touched behind closed doors where no one will see. To the world, she remains invisible. To him, she becomes a secret he refuses to acknowledge in daylight. Lyra is not weak. She is not naïve. And she is not in love with the illusion of power. As weeks pass, the estate reveals its true nature humiliation disguised as discipline, control masked as order, desire twisted into possession. The Alpha’s need for her grows stronger, but so does his fear of what claiming her would cost him. And when the time comes, he chooses his title over his mate. He rejects her. Publicly. Broken but not destroyed, Lyra leaves the estate with nothing but her pride and the bond that refuses to disappear. Cast out and alone on unfamiliar streets, she is forced to survive once again until another pack finds her. But Lyra is no longer just a maid. She has seen power up close. She has learned how it operates. And she has discovered something even the Alpha does not yet understand: A rejected mate does not mean a weak one. And when she rises again, she will not be the girl who once knelt on marble floors. She will be something far more dangerous.

Waking up as the villainess in a beastworld was NOT on Bai Yue's bingo card. Even worse? She had apparently ditched three adorable beast cubs to chase the heroine's leftovers like some obsessed side character. The original Bai Yue left a fluffy snow leopard cub, a mischievous fox kit, and a clumsy red panda baby... for a man who didn't even want her. Yeah, no. Hard pass. Now she is on a mission: collect all her babies, feed them snacks, and give them the childhood they deserve. But there's one tiny problem, their fathers keep showing up. The mysterious Snow Leopard warrior who hasn't spoken to her in months. The cunning Fox Lord who's very suspicious of her sudden personality change. And the gentle Red Panda scholar who looks heartbroken every time he sees her. All she wanted was to fix her mistakes and love these precious babies, and maybe go back home. She didn't sign up for a reverse harem of overprotective beast daddies who are way too attractive when they're being good fathers.

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

A Reverse Harem Werewolf Romance --- Evaline Greystone was the daughter of an Alpha, yet her life was anything but privileged. After losing her mother at a young age, she suffered under the cruelty of her stepmother and step-siblings while her father ignored her existence. Her only solace was Ethan - the Alpha heir of a neighboring pack and the man she loved. But fate was never kind to her. When Eva turned sixteen, she discovered she had no wolf. Overnight, she became an anomaly, a disgrace. She became the laughingstock of the werewolf world. But her torment escalated into something darker, something sinister at the hands of none other than her stepbrother. Still, she held onto Ethan, believing his love would be her salvation. That illusion shattered on her eighteenth birthday. Ethan turned out to be her fated mate, but instead of joy, it brought devastation. The night after they had given themselves to each other, Ethan declared she was too weak to stand by his side. Worse, he rejected her publicly, choosing her stepsister instead. Humiliated, betrayed, and terrified of what her stepbrother would do next, Eva ran. But her escape led her straight into a nightmare. The next morning, she awoke to the horrifying news - her entire pack was annihilated. Not a single survivor remained. And the ones responsible? The four Rogue Kings - feared Alphas who ruled the lawless werewolf world. Ruthless and unstoppable, and they had come to finish what they started. But Eva wasn't dead. She was on the run. And pregnant. She didn’t get far before she was captured. Dragged before the Rogue Kings, she prepared for the end. But at the last moment, they changed their minds. Instead of killing her, they made her a maid - a fallen Alpha’s daughter serving the very Alphas who destroyed her world. What neither she nor the Rogue Kings knew was the cruel twist fate had in store. They were her mates. Despite her suffering, she refused to break, determined to carve a future for herself and her child. And to do that, she enrolled in the werewolf academy run by the Rogue Kings themselves.

After the death of the former Royal General and Resident Blood-Hound, the Kingdom of Dionus descended into chaos. The Second Queen rebelled. The Second Prince vanished. And the sacred balance of the Five Disciples of the Moon Goddess began to fall. As the wolves fought over the throne, one name refused to disappear. Esmeralda Malcolm. Daughter of the late Royal General. A Blood-Hound without a Wolf. Forbidden. But also the infamous red-haired troublemaker. A noble-tamer with a sharp tongue and an even sharper smile. She was never meant to inherit anything. Meant to be forgotten. But on her nineteenth birthday, the ancient contract awakens—and Esme becomes the Mistress of the Seven Princes Of Sin, beings even Alpha Kings feared to name aloud. Seven Monsters—created by a cunning Entity to represent the Seven Deadly Sins. They were bound to her by her paternal blood, rune, and will. And somehow… life got better. A silver-haired vampire who treats her like a treasure. “My lady, your fists are too precious to touch scum like that. Let me handle him.” A werewolf warlord with a pack of terrifyingly obedient men. "Dear Mistress, what command do you have for me today?” A beautiful seven-star chef insisting on feeding her by hand. "Say a word and a feast worthy of kings will be set at your table.” Best of all? A system left behind by their Creator that showed her how loyal they were to her. However, peace was short-lived. Because the Second Alpha Prince finally returns. An Alpha born to command, blessed by the Moon, feared by Kings yet haunted by a red-haired girl with a sad smile he never forgot. He comes to save her. He comes with Bloodlines, armies, and fate itself at his back. Yet Esme only laughs. After all—what’s more fun than a war between Alpha Bloodlines and Ancient Monsters? Especially when the prize is hers. The rules are simple. Fight. Win. And maybe earn a kiss on the cheek. **** This story is about the FL handling all seven brothers; their instability, their powers, their obsession—and then having multiple Alphas from different kingdoms chase after her because of her Blood-Hound wolf. ESPECIALLY THE MALE LEADs. It starts out slow but picks up quickly. Has multiple tropes as well and she's very realistic and slightly nonchalant. Please, give it till the free chapters. #StrongFL #ObsessiveML #Romantasy #SmartFL #ChildhoodFriends #MultipleLoveInterests #FandM

When Orion, the leader of the Nightshade Pack, finds an injured woman near his territory, he makes an impulsive decision to bring her into his pack for treatment. Doubts linger, as she may be a spy sent by the Enclave, led by the ruthless Luna, Victoria. What was supposed to be a straightforward case of recovery quickly becomes complicated. When Sophia awakens, she is plagued by amnesia, remembering only her name. Orion faces a dilemma: should he send her away or allow her to stay? Ultimately, he decides to keep her until her memories return. As Sophia adjusts to life in the Nightshade Pack, a deep connection forms between her and Orion. They begin to realize they belong together, but what will happen when Sophia’s memories start returning in fragments? Will those memories destroy not only their bond but also the safety of the entire pack? NB: Luna in this novel is a different concept, it doesn't just mean the wife of the Alpha. And also this book is rated 18.

#Cannon Fodder, Second Chance, Male lead fall in love first, Bloodline Awakening, Possessive ML, Weak to Strong FL, Business World# In a world with a clear hierarchy between powerful Awakened bloodlines and weak humans, Severine Vale never believed in miracles. That is, until a sudden series of dreamlike memories forces her to awaken to a truth she was never meant to know: She is living inside a novel. Her Awakened dorm-mate, Alina Hart, is the protagonist. Meanwhile, Damien Rhodes, the cold young master of a Wolf bloodline, is the male lead—one whose love story with Alina begins through a twisted cycle of “I bully you because I hate you” and ends with “I bully you because I love you.” And Severine? She’s nothing more than cannon fodder—a side character who dies five years later under the male lead’s 'revenge'. Determined to change her fate, Severine avoids the original plot at all costs—only to discover that even the smallest flutter of her actions sends the entire story spiraling off course. The main characters begin knocking on her door one by one. Worst of all, fate pushes her into a moment that never existed in the novel. On the night she tries to escape humiliation, Severine barges into a forbidden room… and straight into the territory of a Monster—Killian Rhett King, a villain so ruthless that even Damien fears him. Severine only wanted to stay far from the story. But how is she supposed to escape when Killian’s presence in her supposedly peaceful life keeps growing… and growing?

Selara carries a secret powerful enough to start a war. Hunted after the fall of her royal bloodline, she is forced into the territory of Draven Blackclaw, a cold, dangerous Alpha whose obsession with control is matched only by his hunger for dominance. He does not trust her. He does not want her. Yet he cannot let her go. Their connection begins in hostility and grows into a dangerous game of power, desire, and restraint. Selara refuses to submit. Draven refuses to release her. Between them lies a fragile line between protection and possession. As enemies rise and the pack begins to question their Alpha’s loyalty, Selara must decide whether revenge matters more than survival and whether loving Draven will save her… or destroy them both. A slow-burn, dark werewolf romance packed with obsession, forbidden attraction, enemies-to-lovers tension, and explosive secrets.