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"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

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!!!

At the Edge of the Void… A soft blue light hums, pulsing with energy, its robotic voice ringing with purpose. > "Do you accept me, System 0404, the Harem-Building System?" A young man in his twenties, eyes shining with excitement, eagerly responds: > "YES!" The blue light flares— The universe shifts— The binding process begins— DING! > [System Successfully Bound to…] …Daphne Han? ??? ??? *** Currently three complete arcs. Arc one: Entertainment world. Arc two: Historical, with dukes. Arc three: Mafia world. Arc four: Academy beast world. Arc five: Omegaverse BL world. More to come. Tags: GL/Yuri No harem. Love at first sight. Enemies to lovers. Comedy. Angst( is it gl if there's no angst somewhere) Smut. Female Alpha. Friends to lovers Amnesia troupe. Pregnancy (coming soon) NB: I'm asking for comments, reviews, anything, votes, gifts, anything, it goes a really long way in motivating me. Thank you. Currently 9+ arcs planned, weekly updates.

Tonight, Cecilia’s heart was ripped from her chest to break her bond with Arzhen. The Weretiger King’s son, the man she had been bonded to for seven years, had mercilessly taken her life. Who could blame him, really? Cecilia was just a fake Saintess, after all. When the real love of his life, the true Saintess Ruby Vaiva, emerged to reclaim her legitimate title, it was all over for Cecilia. Cast away by the very people she had saved through sheer will and intellect, all in favor of a divine cheat, she knew no one was coming to save her. But as her eyes grew heavy and the world began to fade, a notification suddenly popped into her mind. DING! [Capturable Love Interest detected! Would you like to roll for Five Star Love Interest, Oathran Alicei? You have 10 free rolls!] [Yes/No] Ah. So there was a man dying nearby, too… Wait... Oathran Alicei? The Dragon Lord?! [Warning! Five Stars Love Interest Exclusive Banner is about to expire! Roll?] [Yes/No] Alright, alright! Roll! *** [Let’s start! This is the Beast Gacha System, where you can get countless rewards and bond with any beast, as many as you like!] *** The Dragon Lord she swore to kill: “It wasn’t a prophecy, it was an oath. Your oath. To me.” He wanted to die by her hands. He must. “It was about dying at the hands of the one person I respected. The one person who promised to take the burden from me. You.” “And if I say you are a saintess, then you are.” *** The Alpha Werewolf, her uncle-in-law: “You think there’s a measurement for sin?” “If we are going to get you with child, it will be done properly. Ideally, in front of that precious nephew of mine. Let him have a front-row seat to his legacy being… superseded.” “God forbid a man finds creative motivation.” *** The Werelion Pride King who 'hated' her: “So what if it’s wrong? Be wrong, and live.” “Let me tell you one thing, Cecilia. If you die, even if it was the right thing to be… it’s still wrong.” “If you die, the world will be wrong.” “And a wrong world must perish.” *** Cover art by Nay U [17+ NSFW, Reverse Harem, BeastsXHuman, Revenge, System, Dragon, Werelion, Werewolf, 3 Male Leads] Existing smut chapters: Ch. 16, 26, 51, 52, 68, 69, 70, 72, 81, 82, 83, 104, 105, 106, 117, 118, 119, 121, 138, 139, 140, 184, 185, 187, 220, 231, 246, 261, 278, 279, 348, 349, 350, 351, 353, 354, 355 & 356 (for now)

She's the last of her bloodline. A red wolf the world has forgotten-hunted by the one destined to love her. Hazel Alice Thorn has spent years on the run, her wolf hidden and her name erased from pack records. Hunted for crimes she didn't commit. Especially by him- The great Alpha of Blackmoor Pack, Caleb Benjamin Blackmoor, who swore to kill her and any of her family. But when a brutal hunt leaves Hazel near death, Caleb finds her and the moon Goddess marks her as his. Fate is cruel. Love is forbidden. And power always demands blood.

Driven by betrayal from her family, Annabelle wanted revenge but lacks the means and resources to execute it so, she made a proposal to the man who was once her rival only to be rejected and be offered a new, schocking proposal. Annabelle was left with only two options, accept his proposal and have everything or decline and lose it all. As shocking as he was to have his rival coming to him for help, what was most shocking was that fact that her presence alone stirred the beast sleeping within him. Uncertain of what he felt, he stalled, contemplated, but ultimately, he wanted her. She was his but he couldn't have her because she was a human. But where there is a will, there's always a way. **** “If I am to aid you in your revenge against your family, I want something in return. Something I would need." He stated, and her frown deepened. "You lack nothing. What else could I possibly give you that you would find useful, Mr Quinn?" "Let's see…" Annabelle watched him tap his chin thoughtfully with furrowed brows. "....a wife," "What?!" Annabelle nearly choked on her own saliva at his words. "You are right. I have everything and lack nothing except for one. A wife," he repeated Had Annabelle thought she hadn't heard him before, she certainly did now. "So what's it gonna be?" He asked, tilting his head slightly. "Marry me, and we have a deal.”

In the shadowed world of shifters, Lyra Silvermoon was groomed to be the perfect Luna—destined to bond with her childhood friend and supposed fated mate, Aric, sealing peace across the packs. But on the eve of their sacred ceremony, the ancestral stone shattered at her touch, unleashing a dark prophecy: if Aric marked her, the Silvermoon Pack would fall… and her womb would birth the child fated to end the shifter world. To save his people, Aric rejected her publicly, branding her a curse. Hunted and lined for execution ,Lyra fled into the forbidden territory of the Nightbane Pack—straight into the lethal embrace of Darius Nightbane, the ruthless Tyrant King rumoured to have slain his own mate. One night of raw, forbidden weakness ignited a dangerous mate bond. By dawn, she vanished into the human world. Weeks later, Lyra carries undeniable proof of that night: Darius’s child…the prophecy child. Darius tracks her to a seedy nightclub, his icy obsession exploding into feral hunger the moment he senses an heartbeat inside her. Meanwhile, Aric descends into madness, realizing too late that Lyra was never his. She belongs to Darius. And the twins she carries hold dual destiny: to shatter the shifter world… or forge it into one unstoppable empire under his rule. As packs turned against her, factions rose to worship or destroy the unborn heir, and destiny twisted around her unborn child, Lyra found herself at the center of a war far greater than love. Because the prophecy never promised ruin. 
Only change.

Selara Vance, Luna of the Nightfang pack thought she had everything. A powerful pack. A respected Luna title. And a devoted husband who loved her. Until the night bandits stormed their manor. Dragged from the room by force, Selara is made to watch helplessly as her husband is executed before her eyes. Then she is kidnapped and thrown into the trunk of a car like cargo, she expects death to come next. Instead, the bandits are slaughtered. And Selara becomes the prisoner of a far more dangerous man. The ruthless rogue Alpha feared across every territory. Alpha Darian Draxen was cold, merciless, and untouchable. Weeks pass in a dungeon where grief and rage become her only companions—until the day she is dragged before him. The moment their eyes meet, something impossible happens. Her heart recognizes him. Her wolf calls him mate. But Selara would rather die than accept the man she believes destroyed her life. Yet secrets begin to surface, and she realized the attack on her pack was no accident. Her husband may not have been the man she believed. And the Alpha she hates might be the only one powerful enough to uncover the truth though she knew he was also hiding secrets of his own. Because, why does his touch burn her, and his eyes trembled almost like he expected it. But in a world of betrayal, power, and blood-bound destiny, Selara must decide: Will she keep fighting the man fate tied her to… Or trust the monster who might be the only one capable of saving her? Even when she suspects he was also holding secrets that could damn her further.

She was never meant to be chosen. When her sister disappears without a trace, the only thing she leaves behind is a message that wasn’t meant for her: “Your match has been confirmed.” Desperate for answers, she makes a dangerous decision— She takes her sister’s place. But the moment she steps into his world, everything feels… wrong. Adrian Cole is not a man who misses details. He watches too closely. Questions too carefully. And worst of all— He acts like he already knows she isn’t the woman he was supposed to meet. As secrets begin to surface, she uncovers something far more terrifying than a missing sister… A contract she was never meant to see. A system built on control, identity, and silence. And a truth that ties her family to a past she doesn’t understand. But she’s not the only one hiding something. Because the deeper she goes, the more dangerous he becomes— Not just to her secrets… But to her heart. And when her sister finally returns at the worst possible moment— She’s forced to face the truth: Was she really stepping into her sister’s life… Or was she always meant to replace her?

When Alpha King Kurt Draven is brutally murdered, the Moonblood Pack is thrown into chaos—and the blame falls on the one man who stood closest to him: his Beta, Elaris’s father. Condemned without trial, he is dragged into a life sentence in the dungeons, while his innocent family is cast into exile, stripped of name, home, and protection. Elaris knows the truth. She saw the real assassin flee the Alpha’s chambers that night. But truth means nothing to a pack hungry for blood. Branded the daughter of a traitor, Elaris is abandoned by the very men who once swore to protect her—the Alpha King’s triplet sons. Karl, her betrothed and future Alpha, turns on her. Torren condemns her. And only Darius dares to stand between her and death… though his mercy is not born from love, but from ambition. Years later, Elaris returns to the Moonblood palace under a different name—no longer a broken exile, but a renowned healer whose gifts even Alphas kneel to. The triplets do not recognize her… until fate, and the Moon Goddess, begin to stir. As buried desire collides with old betrayal, and long-hidden truths claw their way to the surface, Elaris must face the men who destroyed her—and the one who saved her for all the wrong reasons. Because this time, she didn’t come back to beg. She came back to survive… and to reclaim everything they took from her.

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ Only. Smuts, Possessive. Silas Vane is thirty years old, a lethal "Ghost" for the Vane Mafia family, and a rare, strong Omega who refuses to be tamed. His mission was simple: break into the Royal Palace, steal the King’s secrets, and disappear. But Silas didn't count on Prince Alaric. At twenty-five, the Crown Prince is a predator—a dominant Alpha with a hunger for power and a sharp eye for rebellion. When he catches Silas in the act, a high-stakes chase ends in a devastating fall. Silas wakes up in the royal infirmary with a fractured skull and a blank mind. Or does he? Desperate to survive, Silas plays the only card he has: he pretends to have Amnesia. He plans to act the part of a victim until he can escape. But Alaric is a master of games, and he sees through the thief's mask. Instead of throwing Silas in a dungeon, the Prince whispers a golden lie: "You aren't a criminal, Silas. You are my fiancé. We were supposed to be married tomorrow." Now, trapped in a web of fake romance and possessive touches, the 30-year-old killer must play the "loving mate" to a 25-year-old King who knows exactly who he is. In a palace built on secrets, who is the real prisoner? And what happens when the "Mate" starts to forget that his love... was supposed to be a lie?

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, an urge to mate slammed into Dexmon, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence. His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not.   ________________________ [Synopsis] Two Alphas. One impossible choice. A stranger saves Serena's life, and she returns the favor without knowing he's the Crown Prince of Drakenfell. Mate. He knows instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, her wolf is dead. At least, that's what she believes. But Dexmon is already betrothed to a princess who will murder to keep him. So he stays silent. Fin Shadowclaw, the youngest Alpha King in Skardos, can't take his eyes off her either. His wolf also says 'Mate' and he has no intention of walking away. Serena remains unaware, until someone tries to kill her. Fin catches it in time, and is forced to mark her to save her life. Right when his fangs are deep and Alpha venom flowing, a black wolf slams into him. He's knocked back, and watches as the wolf's fangs bite right over his mark. Serena wakes up to a fuming Alpha Prince, ready to re-mark his territory as many times as it takes. And a possessive Alpha King who's already decided nothing will pull her away from him. Two marks. One girl. And a war that has nothing to do with territory. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ________________________ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubcon, abuse, SMUT, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised.  Tags: fated mate, war, royal family, betrayal, shifter, queen, underestimated, alpha king, luna Discord: https://discord.gg/JR2yGgKNq8

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?

Azaria Freeman gave everything to Aldrith Corp. She carried two roles without complaint, held the company together when it mattered, and believed her reward was finally within reach. Instead, the promotion she earned was handed to someone with the Aldrith name. Furious and done staying silent, Azaria storms into a board meeting and challenges the very people who overlooked her. But the moment she steps inside, everything changes. Because Theon Aldrith realizes the truth. His mate has been right under his nose all along. And she is human. Something that hasn’t happened in centuries. Now, power, instinct, and fear collide as Theon faces an impossible choice: claim her and risk everything, or walk away from the one person fate has chosen for him.

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

A Promise Brought Her Here. The Longfield Brothers Will Never Let Her Leave. Carmilla Morris is a vulnerable twenty-year-old orphan with one desperate mission: to save Mary Garden, the house she inherited from her adoptive mother. To do it, this lonely, never-been-kissed young woman has accepted a five-year sentence. She signed a contract to serve at Longfield Manor, home to the richest and most powerful family in the world—the domain of two brothers as dangerously seductive as they are impossible to resist. The rules are crystal clear: You cannot leave. You cannot say no. You cannot fall in love with them.

Eve never believed in fate...until three ruthless alphas claimed her as theirs. Desperate to save her dying mother, Eve works as a masked dancer at Eclipse, the city's most exclusive club, where anonymity is her only protection. When the infamous Blackwood triplets—Damian, Damon, and Silas, offer her an obscene amount of money for a six-month exclusive contract, she accepts despite the terrifying rumors. Girls whisper about their brutality, their insatiable appetites, and the way they share everything... including women. The first night, Eve discovers the rumors don't do them justice. Damian commands her body with cold precision, every touch calculated to break down her defenses. Damon's dangerous playfulness pushes her past limits she didn't know she had, making her crave the edge of fear and pleasure. Silas watches with obsessive intensity, learning every tremor and gasp, demanding complete psychological surrender. Together, they overwhelm her....three predators claiming their prey in the most primal way possible. But something is different about Eve. While other women break under the brothers' dark desires, she endures. She matches their intensity, craves their brutality, returns night after night hungry for more. They're possessive in ways that should terrify her, marking her body as their territory, but her skin burns hotter under their hands than it ever has before. The brothers don't understand why they can't stay away from her. Why her scent drives them to the edge of madness. Why the mate bond...something they never believed they'd find...pulls them to this masked human with increasing, undeniable force. Then Eve's body begins to change. After three days without them, she collapses, her body shutting down from a hunger no food can satisfy. When Damian touches her fevered skin, her eyes glow amber and an ancient binding spell shatters. The truth explodes between them in a wave of desperate, consuming need: Eve isn't human. She's a succubi—a creature who feeds on sexual energy to survive. And they are her fated mates. Suddenly, Eve's nightly visits become her lifeline. She needs them...needs their touch, their dominance, their insatiable desire....or she'll die. A dark paranormal romance of fated mates, brutal alphas, and a queen who was born to rule them all.

“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.”

Omega Asa Blake has one choice. Sell himself on the auction block or starve. He expects a cruel gavel to fall. He doesn't expect him. Alpha Zevran Cross, a ghost of a man still bound to a dead mate, attends out of cold duty. But one scent, wrongly perfect, sends his decade of grief crumbling. A second fate. When a sadistic rival alpha moves to claim Asa, Zev acts on pure, possessive instinct. Now, Asa is a prisoner in a mansion of grief, owned by a man who looks at him with both hunger and hatred. Zevran is tormented, and too guilty to claim the omega fate has forced on him, too alpha to let him go. The bond they're fighting might be the only thing that can save them from the rival who wants Asa back, and the past that chases Zevran forever.