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Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them. From the author who brought you: 1. The Vampire's Luna 2. Undressed by his Arrogance 3. Defying the Rogue Alpha

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

'Tis not I who have brought you here." She confessed. Sylvie was relieved and confused. she asked then, "Then who?" Bouvier fluffed her skirts and sat on the edge of the bed beside Sylvie. "Prince Randolf Canis. Owner and Heir of Canis Island." She furnished. The name wa sunfasmiliar to Sylvie. She had never heard of him before. "I-I-I don't know him. Wh-what does he want with me?" She stammered out, still in shock. "He wants you for his bride," Bouvier informed her as if she were telling her about the weather. "B-but why me? H-He can have anyone on the Island. I am a nobody." She confessed. "That may be, my dear, but Prince Randolf wants you." Her words made Sylvie nervous. What was going on? She had never laid eyes on this man or heard of him for that matter and now he had kidnapped her only to propose. It all seemed so surreal. She sat there in silence wondering then she asked her question aloud, "What if I say no to Prince Randolf's proposal?" Bouvier turned and looked at her then, " If you do not accept the Prince's proposal he will kill everyone on the Island." Sylvie wasn't prepared for those types of consequences. "It is imperative that you understand that whatever Prince Randolf wants, Prince Randolf gets. I know the Islanders weren't the most welcoming lot to you and Luna, but they are people. Some of them good people don't deserve to die because of the actions of Luna and that maniac. Pay the debt and be done with it. Start a new life here. He is a very wealthy, handsome Prince. Marry him. Bear him sons and live happy. You had no prospects anywhere else, and if he sets you free I don't think you would last out there alone for three days." Bouvier made it all sound so surreal. She made the choice to marry him sound so easy, but she wasn't the one having to marry a Tyrant. She knew she had no choice in this matter. As much as she hated her mother now she couldn't allow her actions to further jeopardize the islanders' lives...

"By day, I hunt the city’s deadliest ghost. By night, I crawl into his bed, spreading my legs wider for the very man I’m supposed to arrest. Yes... all he makes me want to do is submit to him.” Lee Jisung is the precinct’s golden boy a sharp, relentless detective obsessed with catching the 'Blood Diamond,' a criminal mastermind who leaves nothing behind but cold stones and blood. To earn his father’s frozen pride, Jisung has sworn to put the "ghost" behind bars. But his sanctuary is a seductive trap. His lover, Hyunsuk, is a gentle florist who smells of lilies. He is the man who brews Jisung’s tea, heals his exhaustion, and whispers that the world is too cruel for a delicate Omega. The Truth is a Poison He Drinks Every Night. The tea isn't for comfort it’s a cocktail of submission. While Jisung sleeps, drugged and pliant, Hyunsuk is scrubbing blood off his hands and planning his next heist. By the time the sun rises, the "Blood Diamond" is back in bed, claiming Jisung’s body until the detective forgets his name, his badge, and his mission. As Hyunsuk begins a psychological game to dismantle Jisung’s life (framing his only friend and stripping away his instincts), Jisung is left spiraling. Is he a hunter, or is he just a predator’s favorite, broken toy? In this game of shadows, the handcuffs are on the nightstand, and the detective is the one begging for the leash.

[The Mission] In the underworld, she is "The Ghost," a top-tier assassin with a 100% success rate. To the Silver Moon Pack, she is Elara—a trembling, fragile human girl fleeing from a traumatic past. Her objective? Infiltrate the pack's fortress and steal the Moonstone, the ancient relic that keeps the werewolf lineage powerful. [The Complication] Elara planned for every security measure, every silver-trapped corridor, and every guard's patrol. But she didn't plan for Kaelen—the cold, ruthless Alpha of the Silver Moon. From the moment he found her in the rain-drenched woods, his wolf claimed her. "You smell like secrets, Elara," he whispered, his claws grazing her throat. "But my wolf doesn't care about lies. He only cares that you belong to us." [The Gamble] Forced into a deadly game of cat and mouse, Elara must play the role of the devoted mate by day while plotting the pack’s downfall by night. But as she bleeds for the pack and feels the warmth of Kaelen’s protection, the lines between her mission and her heart begin to blur. When the mask finally falls and the dagger is revealed, will the Alpha crush his traitorous mate, or will the spy realize she’s stolen more than just a stone? "I was sent to take your life, Kaelen." "Then take it, little bird. But remember—a wolf never lets go of what’s his."

[Single Love Interest GL/Yuri!] (Tsundere Fox-In-A-Wolf) X (Patient Wolfpack Leader) ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world that sits on the brink. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering effectively enough in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me. Or this body. A countdown timer reminds me, whenever I look, that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant female CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I will not be caged and tamed. Not by the bickering wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint... Even as I set her ablaze with my touch. The issue that I'm not sure I'm fit to handle is... Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ Other Relevant Tags: #Comedy #Serious #Dramatic #SliceOfLife #PowerfulCouple #KingdomBuilding #Seductive #Survival #FatedLove #Supernatural #Romance #Urban #Fox #Tsundere

Warning? This novel is full of *Desire* *Dark romance* *Smut* *Revenge* ;) welcome to the family(^_-) Sora Kim, the youngest son of the powerful Kim family and a dominant omega, wakes up disturbed by a recurring, intimate dream that leaves him shaken and confused. He doesn’t understand why the same unknown person keeps appearing in his dreams. At school, his friends notice he looks pale and exhausted. While distracted by thoughts of the dream, Sora heads to the washroom to clear his mind. There, he hears a familiar voice and meets a striking young man named Ren Joon, a dominant alpha from the influential Joon family. Ren speaks to Sora as if they already know each other, calling him “baby” and claiming Sora tried to run away from him. Ren releases his pheromones, overwhelming Sora physically and emotionally. Sora realizes Ren is the same person from his dreams. Unable to resist due to their omega–alpha compatibility and his approaching heat, Sora collapses, and Ren takes control of the situation. Meanwhile, Sora’s friends worry about him, realizing his heat cycle is near and that he may be in danger. Ren takes the unconscious Sora home, where both families are already discussing an arranged engagement between them. Ignoring everyone, Ren carries Sora upstairs, revealing his obsessive and unstable behavior and hinting that he intends to claim Sora when his heat begins.

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]

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.

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.

Aurora just wanted a salary, a desk, and a quiet life at Noir Tower. No romance, no handsome bosses, no problems. Then she gets stuck in the elevator with Dante Noir: owner of the company, alpha of the Shadow pack, and the man who shouldn't even look at her... but he smells her once, and everything changes. From that day on, Aurora's body goes crazy: heat, dizziness, dreams about him. The doctors say it's stress. The reports call her “the Vega case.” Dante calls her something else: his omega. As a silent war brews between clans, foundations, and creatures hiding under expensive suits, Aurora will have to choose: Be the perfect prey that everyone wants to control... or the omega who dares to break the system, even if it means falling into bed—and into the clutches—of her boss?

“Mommy!! Daddy’s new mate said she’s having a baby. Does that mean he won’t want us anymore?” little Colin cried, clinging to my legs. “Mommy! That rude lady said Daddy doesn’t love us.” my twin Amy whispered, her lips trembling. I looked up from my sobbing children at my Alpha King mate, who had come chasing after them once his so-called mate had hurt them. "She’s pregnant? You told me she was just a fling," I choked. "You and the kids will never lack luxury or comfort," he uttered, refusing to meet my gaze. So that was his excuse? That was his answer to cheating? “You’ve already lost me. Now you’ve lost your children too. We’ll live better without you, and one day you’ll regret losing us.” The moment I said it, his eyes finally met mine, they were wet too. "Alpha King Kash, I reject you!" I hissed. .. Iris thought she had the perfect mate until she caught her Alpha husband cheating. Heartbroken and pregnant, she ran away, hiding in the woods with her unborn pups. Years later, Iris returned to the werewolf world, not as a weak Luna, but as a mother and a woman determined to take her place. But her Alpha had already married his mistress. When he discovered that Iris had left with his children, rage and regret consumed him. Now torn between betrayal and love, Iris faced a choice: protect her babies and destroy the mate who broke her, or risk giving him a second chance.

"I will take her in exchange," Alpha Dante declared and the ball room instantly quieted down and all eyes turned to the said girl. Whispers filled the ballroom although it was rather useless since everyone could hear them clearly with their heightened senses. Rhea, the object of discussion, stood there in tattered clothes, confused and seemingly lost. She never wanted to draw so much attention to herself but here she was with everyone's eyes on her because of a single statement from one man. "I am sorry, Alpha Dante, you must be mistaken, that is not my daughter..." Alpha Collins said but was rudely interrupted by Alpha Dante. "She is the one I want,” Alpha Dante said coldly. “Give her to me or forget about our deal.” ***** Born a mix blood, half vampire and half werewolf, Rhea was neither considered a werewolf or a vampire. Just someone who wasn't needed. Someone who shouldn't exist. Someone whose existence was an abomination. Her father's absence in her life and her mother's passing rendered Rhea homeless, nowhere to go, and no one to turn to. She is forced to fend for herself from an early age, serving as maid in the packhouse despite being hated and scorned by all. Dante, an alpha whose path had always been painted Scarlet, cursed by the moon goddess, walked a lone and bloodied path. He never asked for a mate and never wanted one after all, he was cursed by the very entity their race worships. He never thought he needed one until he met her. For the first time, he felt his heart waver, his silent beast stirred in the presence of another and definitely not out of hostility.

Layla is far from a typical Omega. She's fast-running faster than any of the other pack members, and she can fight. Her pack is small, living just on the edge of a big city, surrounded by forest and mountains. The one thing Layla can't outrun is her family. They intend to marry her off just as soon as she completes her Ceremony of Adulthood. On the eve of the ceremony, Layla runs away to the big city, Lunavia. Cold and alone, she meets Henry, an Alpha. Little does she know, Henry is the heir to the biggest gang in the city, Wolfsbane, and he's about to turn her world upside down. ... "Your injuries healed immediately, of course. And they didn't touch you with the silver, so I'm pretty sure you're good to go. But if you'd like, you're welcome to spend the night."

Darius Holt is the future CEO of his father’s company, but there’s a couple things he can’t tell his dad, like the fact that he’s an alpha and also that he went downtown and had sex with an omega he doesn’t know in a nightclub disdained by the social elite. And when his new assistant Owen Mitchell shows up, life gets a whole lot more interesting. Noah Callahan has invested every day of his life since high school into becoming a doctor. He’s always been able to keep his personal life as Darius Holt’s best friend seperate from his professional life as an ER doctor. He’s also pretty sure he’s straight, so when he starts to fall in love with Camille LeVieux, he begins to question everything. Sario Holt has lived his life in his older brother’s shadow. Just when he thinks he’s gotten away from Darius’ world, an impromptu meeting with the prickly hacker Marlowe makes him consider staying just a little while longer…maybe forever. - - - - - - - Hey, all! I’m working with Sara, an artist who works for professional writers and currently has a grand offer going on. Anyone who goes to her, mentioning my name, will get art at half price! Here’s her Instagram: sara_mark767 And also her Discord: sara_mark1

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.

Recruited by the enigmatic tech mogul Julian Vane, Lonna is whisked away to Agonwood, a high-tech campus where reality is literally leaking. But the science isn't the only thing volatile in California. Lonna finds herself the gravitational center of a team of brilliant, powerful men who all want to claim a piece of her potential. She must navigate the colliding orbits of Julian, the obsessive genius who pushes her to her breaking point just to see if she’ll shatter; Alex, the billionaire CEO playing a patient, strategic game to win her trust; and Marcus, her rugged ex-boyfriend who is determined to protect her from the very dangers they are building. As Lonna races to build a device capable of mapping the rifts in reality, she realizes that in a world where the laws of physics are breaking, the most dangerous variable isn’t the anomaly—it’s choosing who to stand beside when the world falls apart. SWITCH: Entropy is a 50-chapter prequel as part of the SWITCH light novel series. New chapters every 2 days.

Priscilla was raised in the Fairy Realm, where kindness was strength and love was gentle. Alpha Alexander was born to rule, hardened by claws, politics, and bloodbound duty. When a weakening veil between realms pulls Priscilla into wolf territory, fate binds her to the last person she ever expected—an Alpha who senses her as his mate the moment he sees her. In a magical world filled with enemies, jealousy, alliances, and secrets, Alex and Priscilla must band together with friends to protect their pack and home. Bound by destiny but divided by worlds, their journey is not just about survival—but about choosing each other, again and again, against everything that tries to tear them apart.