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Title must appear boldly on the cover: MOONBOUND TO BETRAYAL: THE FORS

Title must appear boldly on the cover: MOONBOUND TO BETRAYAL: THE FORSAKEN LUNA’S RECKONING (Use dramatic, gothic fantasy typography—silver or violet tones with claw-like accents and a subtle lunar glow.) Create a dark, cinematic, movie-poster–style cover that captures betrayal, rebirth, vengeance, and unstoppable feminine power within a modern paranormal werewolf world. The atmosphere should feel raw, emotional, and dangerous—like a queen rising from ashes under a blood moon. At the center stands Serephina Thorne, transformed from broken Luna to awakened sovereign. Her presence must be commanding yet haunted—silver-blonde hair flowing, violet eyes glowing with ancient power, and faint violet flames curling around her hands or shoulders. Her expression should hold both pain and unshakable strength, as if she has survived betrayal and chosen war. Her aura must suggest royalty reborn—elegant yet lethal. Behind or slightly beside her stands Corvus Nightshade, dark silver hair, obsidian eyes glowing faintly amber, radiating protective menace. His posture should show devotion without overshadowing her—an equal partner, a warrior who stands at her side rather than above her. The chemistry between them should feel intense but restrained, built on respect and chosen loyalty. In the shadows behind them, include ghostlike imagery of Kael Varnoth and Lyssandra Crowe—cold, predatory figures symbolizing betrayal. Kael should appear powerful yet cracked, his authority fading. Lyssandra should look calculating and dangerous, a rival cloaked in ambition. The background should depict a dark modern forest or secluded estate under a massive crimson moon. Incorporate subtle werewolf elements—glowing eyes in the trees, ghostly wolf silhouettes, and faint royal symbols hinting at the lost Thornecrown dynasty. Broken chains, shattered crowns, or burning runes may appear as symbolic elements of liberation and revenge. Use a bold, moody color palette—crimson red, obsidian black, lunar silver, and violet flame tones. Lighting should be high contrast and dramatic, emphasizing transformation and power reclaimed. The overall feeling should promise readers a fierce journey: A forsaken Luna reborn as a queen. A fake bond shattered. A dynasty rising from betrayal beneath the crimson moon.
benjaminani991 · 63 Views

The Alpha Kings And Their Stripper Mate

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.
Salewa_25 · 75.1k Views

Investing in the Future Empress: 100x Draws Daily!

In his previous life, Shen Xiao witnessed the world collapse and saw Lu Qingyue, the Desolate Frost Empress, sacrifice herself for humanity. Reawakening ten years in the past, Shen Xiao found himself in a low-class supernatural academy, facing Lu Qingyue as a disabled, weak, and oppressed girl. This time, he would not let her suffer. [Ding! Interacting with Empress Candidate: Lu Qingyue detected!] [Rendering aid to the target during his time of despair: You receive 100 Heavenly Fate Tokens!] [Holding the target's hand for 10 seconds: 100x Lucky Draw Reward!] While other geniuses laboriously hunt monsters for a handful of energy stones, Shen Xiao could simply feed Lu Qingyue a warm meal and obtain a Divine Technique from his system. "Shen Xiao, why are you wasting your time with that one-armed trash?" Shen Xiao simply smiled coldly. Little did they know that the girl they called "trash" was his golden ticket to absolute power. And when the apocalypse truly came, the world would kneel at the feet of his empress, while the empress would only kneel before him. "This world is yours, Qingyue. But you... are mine." ************************************** Its totally a simp characters, no harem, or even NTR. As a profesional simp, he's a visionary who knows which investment (wife) brings the most profit (tickets) as his cheat code~!! Maybe some people will say that I'm positioning myself as a simp MC.... but so be it! I'm going to be a true simp in this work-!! Note: Ahhh.... If you have any suggestions or feel that this novel becomes less interesting in the next chapter, please feel free to comment so I can adjust it~!!
Verguzo_Temple · 27.2k Views

[BL] I Didn't Sign Up For This

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.
Bizet_Algiz · 37.8k Views

Villainess is being pampered by her beast husbands

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’
K1ERA · 572.8k Views

The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”
PurpleLight · 1.8m Views

THE STOLEN LUNA: BOUND BY BLOOD, CLAIMED BY FATE

Thea Calloway knew three truths: the mate bond was sacred, family protected you, and Alphas never made mistakes. All three were lies. At eighteen, she felt the bond snap into place—searing, undeniable, divine. Her fated mate was Dane Thornbrook, the youngest Alpha in five generations, destined to unite the Northern packs. But before she could speak, her twin sister Sable whispered the words that destroyed everything: "He's mine." Their parents made the choice instantly. Sable was beautiful, charismatic, perfect. Thea was the awkward spare. When Sable claimed to feel the bond, their father—the pack Beta—forced Thea's silence with a threat: "Speak, and we disown you. Your wolf will die unclaimed." For three years, Thea burned. The mate bond grew stronger daily while Dane remained blind—he couldn't feel it, only Sable's manufactured connection through dark magic. Worse, he despised Thea for reasons she couldn't fathom. When Sable's schemes framed Thea for betraying pack secrets, Dane's judgment was swift: exile or execution. "You've caused my mate nothing but pain," he snarled, alpha command crushing her wolf into submission. "Leave. If you return, I'll kill you myself." Five years later, a rogue attack forces her home. The Alpha she was denied stands tall, married to her sister, still blind to the truth. But Thea isn't the broken girl he exiled. She's survived as a lone wolf, something that should be impossible. And the bond? It's not fading—it's evolving into something the Moon Goddess never intended. When Dane finally feels it—every year of her agony, every moment of her truth—the forbidden desire between them threatens to destroy everything. She was meant to be his Luna. And fate doesn't forgive those who interfere.
ibrahimsalisucom3 · 124 Views

A Rogue For The Quadruplet Alpha's.

✓ MASSIVE RELEASE ON THE LAST DAY OF EACH MONTH.✓ BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.
wealthvera3 · 90.6k Views