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Leila’s life was simple—filled with her pack’s laughter, the joyous sounds of children at play, and the quiet rhythm of loyalty and love. She never expected danger to come from within the forest, or that a routine day could spiral into a nightmare. When a child goes missing, Leila ventures deep into the woods, only to find herself hunted by ruthless wolves without allegiance—wolves that kill for sport. Just as death seems certain, he appears: Dominic, the cursed alpha. A figure of legend, a name spoken with terror, and a wolf said to bring ruin to all who cross him. Dominic’s presence is both terrifying and magnetic, a force that makes her heart pound with fear and fascination alike. With his intervention, the rogue wolves are driven away—but the encounter leaves Leila marked by a destiny she cannot escape.

People shunned me, labeling me a defective Alpha long before I understood what that meant. The only person who ever stayed by my side was Alex. We learned how to survive on the streets together—until he couldn’t take it anymore and started selling drugs. Luck had never touched my life. I was the one who got caught. The woman who stopped me was powerful enough to destroy me in her own twisted way. "A spoon," she said. I didn’t understand how it was possible, but she meant to reduce me to a mere spoon. Then she let me go, warning me never to appear in front of her again. But... I was a really, really unlucky person and met her again. And again. Until it became impossible to walk away from her. Being spared by her felt dangerously close to being chosen for something. Despite knowing it would destroy me, I found myself yearning for more of her. I had no one who truly cared about me. Except Alex. So her mercy slowly began to feel like belonging. ***** It's Omegaverse, where Female Alpha's has a dick.

For Dr. Clara Vance, buildings don't lie. They tell the brutal truth written in steel and stone. When the Pinnacle Tower, Chicago's luxury high-rise, collapses into a pile of ash, she is called to investigate the forensic ruins. What she finds isn't an engineering failure; it's murder. But the wreckage hides a dangerous secret. To protect herself from powerful assassins, she must accept the protection of the only man capable of navigating this dark underworld—Julian Thorne, the corporate fixer and the man who shattered her heart five years ago. Forced together in a terrifying game of survival, Clara must trust the man she hates to find the truth, even as the old, lethal flames of passion resurface. Will the truth set her free, or will the echoes of their shared past crush them both?

“Take me instead." Guinevere trades herself to save 300 pack members. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in below freezing snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. 12 hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown alongside every Alpha King in Nyros. The stranger isn't just any crowned Alpha. He's Maddox Drakencrest. Dragon King of Velkaris. KING. A fucking king. Of Velkaris. The continent. The whole damn continent. She told a king to hide in a hole. More and more Kings enter the hall. Do not look at the dragon king. Do not look at the... She looks at the dragon king. He notices. Again. Fuck. She catches the tail end of her father’s speech, and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction turns into a full out bidding war. The Dragon King outbids every Alpha at the table: 750M in gold, 3 dragon fleets, and 1 urn full of the bastard who chained her 12 hours prior. One of his men shifts into a dragon in front of her, and Maddox jumps on with Guinevere in his arms. What does she do at 3,000 feet? She falls asleep on him. The ruthless dragon king holds a wolf princess for 8 hours during the flight. He carries her to his chambers without waking her. He fills half of his closet with jewels and dresses for her. Holds her skin to skin through a fever. Kisses every bruise like he personally owes each one an apology. And saves her life. 3 days. That is how long it took to fall for the man she told to hide in a hole. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. It's the first place that ever wanted her back. She's not giving it up. The elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. To rule by his side, she must prove them wrong. The king's half brother wants the throne and her. If his rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. Can a wolf claim a dragon's throne?

Sisi’s life becomes a nightmare on her birthday when her adoptive father tries to rape her. After she fights back valiantly, he beats her half to death and throws her into a ramshackle shed to rot. She believes she would die alone, until she discovers a wounded wolf cub hiding in the shadows. Drawing on her experience caring for infants, Sisi nurses the injured cub, only to learn he is no ordinary animal but a young wolf beastman named Jojo. When her father discovers Jojo and captures him, he threatens the cub’s life to force Sisi into his bed. Cornered and desperate, Sisi’s dormant faerie powers erupt. On that fateful night, she escapes with Jojo into the depths of the forest, vanishing where no one should be able to follow. Lost and hunted, the human girl and the little wolf beastman cling to each other for survival, until Jojo’s father, an Alpha wolf who had been crowned the new Beast King, finds them. Without warning, he seizes Sisi and declares: “My son has imprinted on you as his mother. You must take responsibility.” “H-How do I take responsibility?” Sisi whispers, terrified of being separated from Jojo. The Beast King pulls her close, his voice low and solemn. “Come with me. I will make you my official mate.” * PS: This story is about found family and motherhood, as well as a true love between a lone wolf and a faerie. Tags: Beastman, werewolf, faerie, slow burn romance, no rape, babyraising, possessive ML. - You can follow me on Instagram: @foreverpupa

R18 | Mature Themes Polyamorous FL vs possessive monogamous billionaire ML Two people who cannot love the same way fall into a relationship so intense that one tries to make it permanent while the other prepares for its inevitable end. Ace Yoel doesn’t belong to anyone—and she never will. Not to lovers. Not to rules. Not to the world that keeps trying to cage her. By day, she’s a Caltech prodigy. By night, she’s Nova Caldwell—a hacker who slips through firewalls, secrets, and identities like they were never there. She lives by one rule: No one owns her. Then she meets him. A man powerful enough to rewrite lives with a single command. A man who doesn’t ask. Doesn’t negotiate. Doesn’t share. And the moment he sees her—he decides: she’s his. What begins as attraction turns into obsession. What she calls freedom, he calls betrayal. What he calls love… feels dangerously close to control. She plans for the day she’ll leave. He plans for the day she won’t be able to. And when love becomes a battle between possession and freedom— only one of them will win. An emotionally and sexually intense story where love blurs with control… and sex becomes a weapon neither of them can stop using.

On the day I was meant to marry the man I loved, the ceremony was bathed in blood. Azræl Bloodbourne, the ruthless Vampire Emperor, dragged me from the altar and into a dark, dangerous world I never knew existed. A world of vampires, fallen ængels, witches, and lycans. A world where everyone looks at me like I am something precious. Something dangerous. And something worth killing for. He steals my freedom, forces me to become his bride, and binds me to a throne I never asked for. I should hate him. I should fear him. I should spend every waking moment searching for a way to escape him. But instead, I find myself craving him. Wanting his teeth at my throat, his hands on my skin, and needing him to ruin me in every possible way. And just when I think I have completely lost myself to him, another man rises from the snow and claims me. Ezryn Graemor, the savage Lycan Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe. What begins as desperation turns into something far more dangerous when fate reveals the truth between us. He is my mate. Now I am caught between an Emperor who would burn kingdoms to ash just to keep me, and an Alpha whose soul is tied to mine. One man owns my body like a throne he was born to conquer. The other holds my soul like he was born with half of it already inside him. And I fear the day may come when I will have to choose between them. Welcome to the first book of my fantasy series.

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?

My world was simple: there was the Pack, and there was the Prey. I am Athel James Thorne, born a hunter, forged into a weapon to exterminate the blood-drinking scourge that festers in the realm of Athelgard. As a high-born Wolf and elite Hunter, I am the law of the Thorne Pack, and I can track a vampire through a blizzard, scent a succubus’s lie from miles away, and end them all the same way, blade, fire, ash. Until the night I met Crown Prince Malakor Vane. To my kin, he smells of silver and pine, the clean, distant scent of royalty. But up close, beneath the alchemical masks and the suffocating illusion of purity, there is something else. Something wrong and forbidden, and it clings to him, thick, intoxicating, ancient. The scent of crushed pomegranates and storm-charged air. The unmistakable sweetness of a succubus and something darker still. A vampire, a shifter, and an abomination. The very thing I was born to destroy is hidden at the heart of the throne, and so I make it my mission to expose him. To rip away his mask and to drag the truth into the light and let the King see his son for what he truly is. The closer I get, the more my instincts betray me and the urge to kill him tangles with something deeper. Wilder and possessive, and my wolf does not want him dead, and it wants him claimed. As the Wild-Zones stir and the shadows close in, I am forced to face a truth more terrifying than any monster I’ve ever hunted, and I would burn the kingdom to the ground before I let another hunter touch him. Will this bond be our salvation or our ruin?

#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

They said she didn’t belong. In the Grimridge Pack, your mate is your proof of worth. Sable has none. Scentless. Defective. A flaw the pack refuses to accept. When Adrian reaches for her, she believes—just for a moment—that she’s finally been chosen. Until he rejects her. Publicly. But while the pack turns its back on her, someone else has been watching. Cassian. Ruthless. Untouchable. The most feared Alpha in the territory. He doesn’t reject her. He claims her.

{GAY} Warning! There is a gay couple in this story. In the ruthless kingdom of Luminaria, power is written in blood and rank is everything. Alphas rule without mercy, Betas obey without question, and Omegas… endure whatever fate hands them. Tania has spent her entire life fighting against that fate. Bold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to control, she refuses to bow—even when poverty claws at her family and survival demands silence. But when the feared Alpha heir, Devon, comes to collect a debt her father cannot repay, Tania’s defiance costs her everything. Taken against her will into the palace, she finds herself trapped in a world where strength means ownership—and where she is nothing more than a pawn. But Tania is not the kind of girl who breaks. As tension rises between Devon’s cold authority, Jeremy’s dangerous charm, and Scott’s quiet rebellion, Tania begins to realize that the palace holds more than power struggles and secrets—it holds truths that could destroy the kingdom itself. And the deeper she’s pulled into their world, the more dangerous she becomes. Because in a kingdom built on dominance… The one they tried to enslave might be the one who brings it all down.

From Pig-Faced Trash to the Most Wanted Mate in Beastworld! * * * Aurora died as she lived - feared, skilled, and alone. As a world-class assassin of the 21st century, she expected death to be the end. Instead, she awakens in a primitive Beastworld in the body of a girl who shares her name but nothing else. The original owner of her body was not only overweight, despised, and carried filthy reputation, but she's so hated that even children throw stones at her. And worst of all? She wakes up straddling a bound, enraged, devastatingly handsome Alpha wolf she apparently drugged in an attempt to force him into mating. Aurora immediately realizes she has transmigrated into a complete disaster. With death looming, a ruined name, and a body that can barely run - she has no time to panic. Especially not when a mysterious System binds itself to her and issues a cold command - [Save the Beastworld from extinction… or be erased.] In a world where females are rare, weak, and dying out, and powerful beastmen rule with instinct and dominance, Aurora must survive by relying on the only things she still owns - her deadly skills and forgotten medical knowledge. But survival isn't simple. Because the wolf she tried to "assault" becomes her first unavoidable connection. And he is only the beginning. A tyrannical Snow Lion Beast King with piercing eyes that see too much. A cold and ancient Dragon King who has outlived his entire bloodline. A cunning Nine-Tailed Fox Lord who plays with hearts like games. A blazing Divine Phoenix whose pride rivals the heavens. Each one powerful. Each one dangerous. Each one drawn to her in ways they don't understand. Some want her dead. Some want to claim her. Some can't decide which desire burns stronger. Caught between survival, secrets, and a system that manipulates her at every turn, Aurora must rebuild herself from nothing - changing not only her fate, but the future of the entire Beastworld. All while unintentionally capturing the hearts of the most powerful beastmen alive. Because this time, the "trash" female they all despised is the one who will make them kneel. --- **A reverse-harem fantasy romance filled with danger, humor, slow-burn love, and a heroine who refuses to be broken.**

He was the most feared Alpha… ruthless, untouchable, and born to rule. She was the girl who had nothing—no power, no pack, no place to belong. The night she ran into the forbidden forest was supposed to be her end. Instead… it became the beginning of something far worse. Claimed by an Alpha who should never have wanted her, bound by a fate she never chose, she is forced into a world where survival means obedience… and resistance means destruction. But what happens when the girl who was meant to break… refuses to bend? And what if the Alpha who owns her… starts losing control instead? In a world ruled by power, dominance, and secrets— love might be the most dangerous weakness of all.

Julien Grayson: I was never meant to fit the mold, with a wardrobe full of skirts, stockings, makeup and crop tops. I have always been unapologetically myself. I grew up protected by three powerful fathers and surrounded by a family that never asked me to be different. I’ve never been the kind of omega who waits to be claimed. I don’t kneel, and I definitely don’t submit. I take what I want, when I want it—and if someone can’t handle that, they’re free to look somewhere else. Starting university was supposed to be simple. New people. New classes. But someone keeps attacking my pack. A bloodthirsty rogue no one can track. No rank. No loyalty. Just blood and bodies left behind in the woods surrounding our territory. And the first time I see him, standing in the dark like something dragged out of a nightmare… he looks at me like I’m the only thing he’s ever wanted to destroy. Or keep. Either way, I want him. ______ - Femboy, Omega Dominate Top part 2

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."

Neon is a broke high school student whose only escape is reading Omegaverse novels. He’s a loyal reader—he devours every single Omegaverse story he can get his hands on. His favorite right now? Angel in Hell, a bestselling novel he loves with all his heart. Neon adores everything about it… except one thing: Zyren Kael. A D-class Alpha. The villain. The nightmare of the whole book. Villains are meant to be hated, but Zyren is on another level—cruel, stupid, obsessive, and always ruining the precious omega Angel’s life. Neon curses him every time he appears on the page. But the night he finishes the novel, Neon dies in an accident. And when he opens his eyes again… he’s not in his tiny cheap apartment. He’s lying in a luxurious bedroom inside an expensive mansion— reborn as Zyren Kael, the villain he hates the most. Neon swears he will NOT follow the villain’s tragic path. He refuses to be cruel. He refuses to follow the book’s script. He plans to live quietly, avoid trouble, marry a side-character beta, and spend his days peacefully. But the novel itself refuses to follow its own plot. So why— Why are all the male leads obsessed with him? Why is the main character suddenly in love with him? Why is everyone chasing after him? Why does the world treat him like he’s the true protagonist? He was supposed to be the villain. So why does he feel like the main character instead? What on earth is happening to this story…?

[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...

[BL] To pay off his debt, Lim Garam decided to debut as an idol under the entertainment company that belongs to the loan shark he owes. But the contract he signed wasn't a business contract. It was a marriage contract with Song Sihyuk--- the Alpha among the Alphas, and a third-generation chaebol at that. Lim Garam is a Beta, so he never understood Song Sihyuk's obsession with him. But maybe he should have known the moment his contract husband asked him THAT question: “Do you want me to turn you into an Omega, Lim Garam?” *** #omegaverse #betaxalpha #omegaxalpha #sassybeta #suddenlyomega #redflagalpha #toxicrelationship #secretmarriage #showbiz #idol #chaebol #ceo

Crown Prince Rain Vale an heir only by title—never by heart. In the kingdom of Silverreach, omegas are meant to serve, not rule. Yet I was born the son of the consort and declared heir at birth, shattering centuries of tradition and igniting hatred in the hearts of my seven alpha brothers. To them, I am not a prince… but the moon's greatest mistake waiting to be corrected. My coming-of-age Howling Ceremony was meant to fix that mistake. A political spectacle designed to bind me to a powerful alpha and quietly strip me of power, ensuring Silverreach returns to its “proper” order. But the Moon has always loved cruel jokes. Instead of a conquering warlord, noble king, or domineering alpha, the bond binds to Caelan Moonfang—the fallen alpha of the Moonfang pack, a crippled Enigma. To my father, the match is an insult. To Caelan’s brother, it is humiliation. To the world, it is proof the Moon has lost its mind. But I knelt anyway and claimed him. Because I, Rain Vale, have never been obedient. And if the kingdoms see a mistake… I will become their worst.