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After surviving a devastating house fire that kills her entire family, twenty two year old Mira is left with nothing but grief, silence, and unanswered questions especially about her missing elder brother, Elijah, who vanished the night of the tragedy. For five years, Mira endures loss, poverty, and emotional isolation, believing she is truly alone in the world. Her life changes when she crosses paths with Elijah again, no longer the protective brother she remembers, but the feared right-hand man of a ruthless mafia lord, Lucien Moretti. Drawn into Lucien’s dark world, Mira discovers that survival requires more than innocence. As Lucien becomes dangerously obsessed with her, willing to burn empires and defy fate to keep her, Mira is forced to confront the fire she thought had destroyed her. When betrayal fractures the underworld and her brother is taken, Mira makes a choice that reshapes everything: she steps into power. What begins as survival becomes transformation as Mira rises from victim to ruler, commanding fear, loyalty, and fire in equal measure. Torn between love, blood, and legacy, she learns that true power is not destruction but control.

Two heroes once stood together at the end of the world and died defeating a Demon King. Now they have been reborn. In a new world filled with dungeons, monsters, and awakening powers, James and Nicole walk separate paths. They do not remember the life they lost. They do not remember each other. But their souls do. As strange resonance begins to link their growth, their abilities evolve in ways no one else can replicate. The deeper they dive into the dungeon floors, the stronger the bond between them becomes. Memories are stirring. Fate is moving. And something beneath the dungeon is watching. Some loves do not end. They return stronger.

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

Man for Woman I never lacked lovers. What I lacked was a love capable of destroying me. When she was placed beside me, she was merely suitable— suitable to be used, suitable to be needed, suitable to make me fall. I thought I was playing a perfectly controlled game. Instead, I led myself—step by step—into taboo, into obsession, into ruin. I bled for her. I fought the world for her. I drowned in the current, believing this was the cost of love. Only when I clawed my way back to shore did I understand— she had never been trapped at all. The one caught in the undertow had always been me. And still, I chose it.

In her first life, Primrose Vielle Illvaris thought the Lycan King hated her. He barely spoke to her, avoided her like the plague, and his people treated her as if she were invisible. After all, she wasn’t his choice, just a fate mate he never wanted. So when she met a tragic end, she welcomed death with open arms, hoping to step through the gates of heaven and spend her days running around the flower garden. But then … she was reborn. Thrown back to the past, right to the moment she was forced into their marriage, Primrose was determined to leave him before history could repeat itself. But just as she planned her escape, something strange happened— She could hear his thoughts. And they were nothing like his cold, distant behavior. 【My wife is so beautiful today … But if I look at her, I won’t be able to let go.】 【I'm a beast, I'm a monster, I don't deserve my wife ....】 Primrose almost choked on air. Wait—what?! The more she listened, the more shocking the truth became— HE WAS OBSESSED WITH HER. Every time she was near, his thoughts screamed: "MINE." "MATE." "MY WIFE IS MAD AT ME! I DESERVE TO DIE!!" Excuse me?! Since when did the cold, untouchable Lycan King turn into this pathetic lovesick fool?! ———— Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Laylee

Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived. And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart? Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

Follow the story of Tianlian Liu Shu, a tree who didn't know anything at first and struggles to survive and extend her roots through the cosmos. The World she lives in is filled with fantastic sights and strange new cultures, and there is something everybody in this World has: A system. Moreover, even while she is a tree, she has people who will fawn over her...? "Tiantian, does the Sun feel good on your leaves today?" "Liu Liu, I've found this delicious compost made of natural extract~." "Tian'er, does the wind feel good on your branches?" Tianlian Liu Shu, a female tree, didn't really know what to do with these fawning women. patreon.com/Mortrexo Uploading also on Scribblehub. Uploading also on Wattpad. Uploading also on Archive Of Our Own. Uploading also on Royal Road. Uploading on Fenrirealm Discord-> https://discord.gg/NJN2GcgRwb Novel Cover: patreon.com/posts/ascension-of-97475506

Six years ago, Princess Lyanna Graves publicly rejected the vampire king at their wedding altar calling him a soulless monster unworthy of love, and walked away, leaving Azrael Thornfield humiliated in front of his entire court. Now, six years later, her kingdom has fallen. Her family is dead and the only person who is offering her shelter is the vampire king she once refused. But Azrael is not doing this out for mercy. “I’ll grant you safety, and in return I want everything that belongs to you, including your body, and your pride. I’ll break you into pieces until you forget what it was like to reject a king.” Lyanna is left with only two choices: accept his cruel proposal or die. She chooses survival. Their revenge marriage is filled with games of dominance and possession which slowly transforms into something far more dangerous. Azrael who married her for revenge is suddenly terrified of losing her, and Lyanna who married him to survive realizes she’s falling for the monster she once created. for updates, you can join my discord server: https://discord.gg/yjX92fDdw

No one talks about the Black Moon. They say your lips will blacken if you whisper its name. Children born beneath its ink-stained light are cosmic errors—mistakes the Moon Goddess corrects before their seventh winter. I'm eighteen. I am the error that lived. As the Alpha’s daughter, I should have been royalty. Instead, I am a ghost in my father’s house, relegated to a freezing attic and treated like rot beneath the floorboards. I am never touched without the protection of heavy gloves, because to the pack, I am not a girl. I am a walking curse who killed her mother and stole the moonlight. I have no wolf. No rank. No future. When my stepsister drags me to the Mating Gathering, I expect humiliation. I don’t expect the soul-ripping agony of a mate-rejection from a man I never knew was mine. And I certainly don't expect the sky to shatter in response. When my heart breaks, the moon turns black, lightning splits the sacred grounds, and a mysterious plague begins to rot the pack from the inside out. The Priests have reached their verdict: the "curse" must be bled dry to appease the Goddess. Accepting my death, I steal away for one final night of freedom. In the neon haze of a forbidden club, I meet a dangerous stranger who offers me a deal that tastes like sin and salvation. For the first time, I don’t want to die. I want to fight. I return for the Bloodline Ritual—the ceremony meant to crown my sister as the pack’s savior, before my death. But when the daggers are drawn, the Goddess doesn't choose the golden child. She chooses me. Now, I am no longer the pack’s ghost. I am the ultimate prize in a deadly game between three ancient thrones. The kings of wolves, mages, and vampires all want a piece of the Black Luna to tip the scales of war. They think they can buy my blood, my presence, or my hand in marriage. They are wrong. The Black Moon didn't curse me—it chose me as its vessel. And the shadow beneath my skin? It’s finally hungry.

Mara is human. Kael is an Alpha bound by the laws of his kind. In a world where werewolves are forbidden to claim human mates, their bond should not exist. He rejects her to protect his pack. She stays because leaving hurts more than staying. Desire becomes a danger. Instinct becomes a threat. Because some bonds are not broken by law – they are broken by choice.

In the beautiful city of Eldrida, Angelina "Lina" Johnson finds her passion as a gifted perfumery scout and marketer for the prestigious Aurum Scents. Under the mentorship of its powerful yet principled CEO, Carter Hayes, she believes she has found her perfect place. But Lina's life turns upside down when she draws the gaze of a far more dangerous titan. Daniel Viggo, the ruthless CEO of Vega Corporation and shadow chairman of the monolithic Blackwood Enterprises, is a man forged in trauma. Three years after his mother was murdered by a woman with an angelic face, he has hardened into a predator who despises all who remind him of her. In Lina, he sees the living, breathing replica of his ghost. Consumed by obsession, he is determined to make her suffer through professional sabotage, psychological warfare, and personal violation—punishing her simply for existing. Carter Hayes, Lina's boss and protector, quickly realizes his brightest talent has been targeted by a man whose power dwarfs his own. Though CEO of Aurum, Carter is outmatched by Viggo's vast empire. He vows to shield Lina, but his ability to help has limits, and every move to protect her risks his own company. Caught in this high-stakes crossfire, Lina's turmoil deepens with the return of Lucas, a steadfast love from her high school past. He offers a sanctuary of genuine affection and a chance at a normal life—a stark contrast to the gilded cage of fear she now inhabits. Now, Lina is trapped in the middle: tormented by an untouchable tyrant who wants to break her, protected by a guardian who might not be strong enough to save her, and tempted by a love that promises an escape she may never reach. To survive, she must uncover the truth behind Daniel's vendetta and find a strength as potent as the rarest perfume—before her career, spirit, and heart are shattered by the man who sees her not as a person, but as a ghost to be destroyed.

[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."

I am Lucy Drakonia, daughter of the Alpha King of Virelan, born to inherit a throne of fire, trained to command the Western host. But when I was declared wolfless at eighteen, I became a royal embarrassment. A curse. A defect. My pack tolerated me only as long as my bloodline was useful to them. Then my mate betrayed me. My unborn child was taken from me. And my father cast me out. Having no choice really, I vanish into the human world, rebuilding a quiet life far from pack cruelty. But on my twenty-third birthday, something strange stirs within me. Stranger creatures hunt me. Even the Supreme Alpha’s cursed son crosses my path. Most bizarre is the strange mark on my back that reveals that destiny does not belong to wolves alone… what had slept in my blood all this while—what had subdued my wolf nature at eighteen—was never meant to kneel. Now, packs, kingdoms, and ancient forces rise to claim or destroy me, including my old pack. The girl they exiled may be the key to a power older than the Lykara of Dominion itself.

Ellen had everything. Fame, a successful acting career and a secret celebrity boyfriend. "How dare you steal my fiancé, Ellen!" Reality slapped Ellen hard across the face in the form of her best friend, accusing her of being a homewrecker. Her boyfriend was never hers. Her career was over. Her parents died, leaving her an orphan. To escape it all, Ellen moved into a modest apartment to start afresh. Her friendly, handsome new neighbour introduced himself and extended his hand while smiling confidently to her. “I trust you, Ellen. Don’t be afraid of anything anymore.” Why did he seem so familiar? Ellen began to wonder, could her new neighbour be her long time playmate in the online game 'Era of the Jade Dawn'? Flint kept his identity a secret because he's actually the creator of the game! When they meet in real life, sparks fly and he realises he needs her! He wants to protect her! No one can mess with the woman he loves!

Althea stood at the doorway of the bridal suite, her heart heavy with a weight she couldn't shake. The dress lay on the bed, pristine and untouched, a cruel reminder of everything she had lost. It wasn't supposed to be her walking down the aisle, pledging herself to a man she barely knew. But here she was, forced to step into her sister's place. Her sister's choice to leave had devastated her. She had rejected a life that demanded sacrifice and duty, choosing freedom over family. And Althea, for all her anger and confusion, was left with no choice but to save the family's reputation. She had to wear the dress, say the vows, and marry a man she didn't love. Her fingers trembled as she adjusted the veil, staring at her reflection. She looked perfect-beautiful, poised-but she didn't feel that way. She felt like a shadow, a replacement for the woman who should've been here. The weight of the gown suffocated her as she prepared to step into a life that wasn't hers to claim. She wasn't ready for this. She wasn't ready to marry him. But with every step she took toward the chapel, the reality set in. There was no turning back. And there, at the altar, stood Elijah. His eyes locked on hers as she approached, his gaze intense, unreadable. A faint smile curved his lips, one she couldn't quite decipher, but there was something in it that made her blood run cold. Satisfaction. He looked at her as if she were an object, something to be claimed. With each step, his smile deepened, pleased with what was walking toward him. He wasn't looking at her as a woman to be loved. He was looking at her as a prize, something that had finally fallen into his grasp. Althea's throat tightened. She couldn't turn back now, not with everyone watching. As she reached the altar, she realized the vows she was about to speak weren't hers to make. They had been written for her sister, and now she would speak them, to a man who had claimed her sister's life and was now claiming hers by default.

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!

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?

Ayen used to be part of the Adrift Organization, a private company of guides. However, as he was the lowest of his entire batch, and it could even be said that he was barely considered an E-class Guide with a pathetic amount of energy that made him no different from a normal person, he was kicked out of the organization miserably. He didn’t have a choice but to apply to the Guides Association, which was managed by the government, and that only meant he was now both a civil servant and a member of the military. With a meager amount of energy, and as the lowest-level E-class Guide at that, no Esper had ever chosen him. No one with their right mind would really choose him. And five years later, at a certain forbidden zone, Ayen met Khal and Devion, two dangerous SS-class Espers. Two Espers that no guide could handle, and a Guide that no Esper had ever chosen. Two different situations and an unexpected discovery. #Guideverse. #GuideXEspers #poly #throuple #1v2

She was his dead brother's mate. By tradition, she now belonged to him. It was an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. All she had to do was be his breeder, part her legs and bear him sons. But Prince Ruin was cruel. And every day was a rejection from Ruin, a constant humiliation ritual to remind her once more that she was nothing but a warm c*nt and a womb to bear his children. One day, after a betrayal too jarring to bear, Guinevere Laurent is reborn and decides she'd had enough. She abandoned her duties as Princess and fled from her mad groom under a different identity, with a secret she hoped no one else would discover. Only to get run over by a popular billionaire Alpha, Draven, who had been in town for a visit. Five years later, Guinevere is a stable business owner and engaged to Alpha Draven who treats her like she is his world. But Ruin won't have it that his bride got away from him. When he finally finds Guinevere after five long years of searching, it is at the wedding altar, about to be bound to another man, and with a little boy with fangs, calling her "Mom." And Ruin does the only thing that seems right in his books. He abducts his runaway breeder from her wedding. "Forgive me, Vi," he says. I tilt my head. "Get on your knees." He sinks to his knees, gazing up at me with hooded eyes as I strut over to where he kneels. I delve my fingers into his hair and push him down to my heels. "Kiss my feet." His head lowers, but instead, he grips my calves and brings his lips between my legs. "How about I kiss you here instead?" His mouth brushes against my heat. "Will you forgive me then?" Warning: The male lead is both the villain and the hero. There will be other men you ship with the female lead out of fear for her life and mental health. But Ruin is a constant you must get used to. Because he's always there. Ruin is essential in the way Chaos is, and if there is one thing I promise you, it is that you will come to crave him, too. Because normal is boring. This is a dark, erotic romance. Open it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now that you've decided to ignore my warning, please, by all means, enjoy.