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Daughter of oblivion: Claimed by four alpha(s)

────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊱⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Bonus Chapter Rewards ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── 20 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter + the usual chapter 50 Golden Tickets = +2 Bonus Chapters + the usual chapter 1000 Coins Gift = +2 Bonus Chapter + the usual chapter Every bit of your support keeps the story alive. Thank you for helping me bring this world to life. Love you Muah ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊱⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Feel free to comment your thoughts! I love engaging with you, my dear readers ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Rhydric veylor’s lips brushed her ear, his voice silk wrapped in danger. “Four of us, one of you. Tell me, Athena… how long before you stop pretending you can resist?” --- What happens when a vampire mate with a werewolf? Disaster right? Athena Ashbourne has lived with secrets since she was a child, secrets of blood, visions, and a destiny she never asked for. At only eighteen, she carries the guilt of her father’s murder, a death she foresaw but was too young to prevent. Now, the gift that haunts her, the power of a Seer, marks her as different in a world where difference is dangerous. After years of bullying, Athena transfers to Gravecrest Academy, a school where humans and wolves walk the same halls… but only the wolves know the truth of who they are. It’s was meant to be a fresh start. A new beginning. Instead, it becomes the beginning of everything. Because Gravecrest doesn’t just hold human boys like her charming boyfriend, Oliver. It holds the Phantom Fours, dangerous, untouchable Alphas whose power rules the academy. They are feared. Desired. Untamed. And they are hers. Her mates. Torn between the fragile safety of her human love and the consuming bond of four lethal Alphas, Athena is thrust into a world of secrets, betrayal, and fate. Beneath the masks of power and desire lies something older, hungrier, an unfinished curse that stirs in the dark, whispering her name. Her visions grow sharper. The shadows lean closer. And every step pulls her deeper into a fate written long before she was born. Because her father’s death was only the first move. And the real game has just begun. Will Athena face the truth or run away from it? Read more to find out. Wish to chat with author? DM me on discord: thaymi_1
Thaymi · 159.3k Views

Transmigrated: The Lycan King’s Pet

He rejected me in front of them all. But if I’m going to die, I’m going to die on my own terms. Allison's smile faltered. “You think you can trick us?” “I’m weak to the point I can die anytime, why don’t you give me a chase?... It will be more thrilling for you.” My words were barely a whisper. “But to give you that thrill you have to give me a half an hour headstart.” ‘Yeah, I know it sounds stupid, with little to no chance of surviving. At least it was better than being mauled to death here… And I want to see if Damon would be able to watch the werewolves hunt me down. We had a deep bond even before the mate pull. I won’t accept his rejection yet… I want to drive him crazy to the point he will lose all his sanity.’ “No, you don’t have the right to negotiate with us.” One of them growled in his wolf form. “I’m not negotiating…” I spat out blood, and my face turned pale from the amount of blood I was losing. “I’m only enforcing the law… The law of hunting as punishment for a traitor… and I happen to be one.” Damon blinked slowly and finally answered. “Let her run.” His voice didn’t carry any weight. It was just cold, and empty, and detached like none of this mattered, like I didn’t matter. ‘So this was his decision… after everything we have been through.’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent CEO she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.
Missnormal · 499.9k Views

OMEGA'S WOVEN SCARS

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.
KairalKateri · 478 Views

[BL] Alpha, You've Got the Wrong Mate!

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!
Aphrodiitewritess · 350.3k Views

THE DEVIL OF BLAX DYNASTY

BEWARE EXTREME MATURE SCENES WITH A LOT OF SPICE!!!! Vincent Carpel, the cold-blooded king of the Blax Dynasty, was a man people whispered about. A man the world feared long before they ever saw his face. Tall, devastatingly handsome, and carved from danger itself, he carried an aura that made even seasoned criminals lower their eyes. His sharp gaze was a warning. His presence, a threat. His scar, a reminder of the night his world destroyed as he watched his father die. To the world, Vincent was untouchable. But the world didn’t know everything. They didn’t know about the trembling in his right hand that he hid behind perfectly tailored suits. They didn’t know about the nightmares that tore him awake at 3 a.m. And they certainly didn’t know that the most feared mafia boss on earth spent his nights feeding stray cats behind his marble mansion. Christy knew none of this. She was just a bright, stubborn university graduate from Korea, arriving in Italy with a suitcase full of dreams and a heart determined to make it on her own. She had no idea that fate, and her big mouth, would flip her world upside down. Their first meeting was chaos. Christy shouted at him. Vincent actually froze. And for the first time in his life, someone walked away from him without trembling. He should’ve been furious. Instead, he was intrigued. Fascinated. Completely, dangerously obsessed. Her voice followed him into boardrooms. Her face haunted his nights. Her name was a curse he couldn’t stop whispering. So when he finally found her again, working at a small company, head bowed as her boss humiliated her, something inside Vincent snapped. He didn’t confront the boss. He didn’t argue. He bought the entire company. And he made Christy the owner. Because to Vincent, she wasn’t just special. She was his. THE DEVIL OF BLAX DYNASTY is a story of obsession wrapped in devotion, of a mafia king who never knelt for anyone… until the day Christy’s life hung by a thread. ⸻ “I love you, Christy. Nothing on earth will ever stop me from loving you.” Vincent’s voice dropped, deep, raw, trembling with a truth he never gave anyone. His dark eyes locked on hers, burning hotter .. “You don’t understand what you’ve done to me,” he murmured, stepping closer. “I can’t think straight unless you’re near. If loving you is a sin, then let me drown in it. I’ve survived worse.” Christy crossed her arms stubbornly against the freezing night air. “Then stop being dramatic and go inside.” “You first.” “I won’t, Vincent. I’m fine out here. I can sleep here too.” “You must be joking.” “Watch me.” Vincent inhaled slowly. Too slowly. Then he exhaled through clenched teeth. The next second, he strode toward her, slipped an arm behind her knees, another around her waist, and swung her over his shoulder as if she weighed nothing. “Miss Christy,” he said in that terrifyingly calm tone, “not under my watch, honey.” She didn’t even fight. Because God… Vincent made her weak. Completely, hopelessly weak. He carried her into the mansion like she belonged nowhere else but in his arms. [18+]+++++ MUST BE 18 TO READ THIS!!! T FOR THANKS
Favour123 · 3.8k Views