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His wolf is dying. His instincts are fading. Every heartbeat drags him closer to collapse... because he hasn’t found his mate, hasn’t marked or mated. At thirty, a wolf like him doesn’t just weaken, he falls, and his pack teeters without his strength. Fenris is running out of time. Whispers follow him like shadows: a wolf without a mate by twenty-five is forsaken by the moon goddess. Tradition calls him broken. But one night, the city shifts. A pull hits him, fierce and inescapable. His mate... his fated mate ..is out there. But when he finds the one made for him, nothing is as expected. But does Fenris even have a choice?

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."

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?

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?

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?

Kashton Berry never believed the world when they called his father insane. Everyone, including his own mother, mocked Dr. Alan Berry's claims that merpeople were real. But Kash always knew his father had been chasing something bigger than myth. Determined to uncover the truth, Kash travels to the isolated island where his father spent his final years, only to discover a hidden underground lab, a 12-foot glass tank, and a trunk filled with notes on a species humanity refused to acknowledge. But nothing prepares him for what he finds next. A living, breathing merman, nothing like the creatures Kash had imagined. Not a monster. Not a myth. Something far more human, far more dangerous... and far more impossible to resist. As mystery unravels and undeniable tension simmers between captive and captor, Kash must face the truth: Some legends aren't meant to be studied. Some are meant to fall for. Get ready to dive deep into a world of dangerous secrets, unique mating rituals, and a merman with a unique c**k. A fantasy alien romance that will sweep you off your feet and leave you gasping for more.

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.

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.**

To werewolves, humans are maggots. Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself. The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin. Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath. Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it. To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool. But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield. The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between. Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. •Morally grey MLs • Enemies to lovers • Dark reverse harem • possessive alphas • betrayal & revenge • Angst • Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

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

Faye and her elder brother return to town after years away. Adjusting isn’t easy, not with his personal troubles and not in a place that no longer feels like home. Everything feels strange. Different. Like she doesn’t belong. On her first day back, she clashes with a girl they meet by accident, and the encounter ends badly. The next morning, Faye walks into her new school only to discover that the same girl is not just anyone… she’s the Alpha of the pack and the school’s princess. Now they’re forced into the same space every day. They become enemies instantly, constantly getting on each other’s nerves. Pride clashes. Neither of them is willing to back down. Until one reckless night changes everything. They wake up in each other’s arms. Both agree it was a mistake. It never happened. It will never happen again. But what happens when proof is left behind? Faye discovers she’s carrying the Alpha Princess’s baby. Now two people who can’t stand each other must decide, will they keep fighting, or will they learn to stand together for the child that binds them? [Content Warning This story may contain explicit adult content, including violence, killing, bloodshed, and other mature themes. Some chapters may not include specific warnings.] Thank you for reading my book.

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.

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…?

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

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.

“You incompetent god! I should’ve been the Alpha with big di*k, not some pitiful Omega!” — Cherion’s death was… not heroic. Winning the lottery only to die of a heart attack five minutes later was the definition of cosmic irony. But fate wasn’t done laughing at him yet. He woke up inside a tragic omegaverse novel he once read, right in the body of the pitiful omega doomed to be rejected, humiliated, and die alone. Still, he thought, “Fine. I’ll just avoid the main plot.” Except the main plot avoided him. But the script suddenly changed! Instead of being cast aside, Cherion was married off to Zarius, the empire’s greatest war hero… and the man destined to become the villain everyone feared. A cursed Alpha, praised as a savior but fated to die by the Crown Prince’s hand. Married to the future villain? Doomed. Married to a cursed Alpha? Double doomed. No, no doomed at all! He had a plan. A brilliant, flawless, absolutely desperate plan… but still a plan! “I said I’ll help you break your curse. In exchange, you let me go. Do we have a deal or not? Or are you too insecure to trust an Omega?” “Careful, little Omega. That sharp tongue of yours is daring me to test how it tastes.”

A prophecy names one true moon. ----- Lyria has spent her entire life in the shadows — scorned, scarred, and invisible. The illegitimate daughter of a king who pretends she does not exist, she has learned to want nothing and expect less. But when fourteen alpha suitors arrive to compete for her sister's hand, five of the most powerful men in the kingdom cannot seem to stay away from the girl they were never meant to notice. Each one is powerful enough to shake kingdoms. Each one is drawn to her in ways that defy reason. But Lyria can only choose one, and the road to that choice will cost more than she ever imagined. And Jacinta will burn the kingdom down before she allows Lyria to take what she believes is hers.

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.

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Nicholas's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Sebastian's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Lucian slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Nicholas was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Nicholas commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Lucian's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father, Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Lucian, Nicholas, and Sebastian Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself. So guys for every 20 privilege chapters unlock, I will upload 2 additional chapters apart from the 3 chapters for that day. Gifts will be well appreciated also. Thank you!!!

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.