fatedlove

Want to read a different kind of “Mated to the Lycan King” novel? One that will make you laugh out loud, and is truly unique and different? This is it. Packed with girl power, a smart ass wolf, believable plot twists, and just the right amount of spicy romance, this novel is truly fun to read. I am posting multiple chapters daily, and if i get a good response, I will mass release my large stockpile. Enjoy!

Bride of the Night Court They told me the Night Court doesn’t take brides. It takes sacrifices. On the night my village burned, I was dragged into a palace built from moonstone and silence—where immortal nobles smile like saints and bleed like monsters. And at the center of it all stood him: the Night Court’s ruler. The man they call a curse in human skin. Cold. Untouchable. Unforgiving. He didn’t save me. He claimed me. A forced marriage. A crown I never asked for. A court that wants me dead the moment I step inside its gates. Because I’m not just a human girl in a vampire realm— I’m the one thing the Night Court has feared for centuries: the bride who can break their immortality. Now I’m trapped in a kingdom of velvet threats and ancient laws, bound to a man who swears he doesn’t love… yet watches me like I’m his last breath. He calls it duty. I call it a cage. But the more I fight him, the more I realize something worse than the Night Court is hunting me. Something that started the fire. Something that wants my blood—not to kill me… To awaken what I truly am. And if I’m not careful… I won’t just fall in love with the king of monsters. I’ll become his downfall. Or his queen. Touch her, and the Night Court bleeds.

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

I only wanted a quiet, simple life. But in the most unexpected moment, she entered my world and changed everything. I tried to run away from her. I tried to escape. But I couldn’t… because without even realizing it, I was already married to her. And the most terrifying part? She is a ghost. Help! My Wife Haunts Me!

Trigger Warning: This story contains dark themes, including abuse, non-consensual situations, emotional trauma, humiliation, and violence. Reader discretion is advised. °°°°° “I will make you suffer, mate. I’ll break you until the only escape you have is to end your own life,” he hissed, shoving her backward. “Undress, get on the bed, and get on all fours!” •••••••••••••• Sofia was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Lola, was the apple of everyone’s eye—the complete opposite of Sofia. Lola had it all: a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Damien, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Lola was destined to be his mate. The future Luna. The perfect choice. Then fate turned cruel. Lola died, and Sofia was condemned for murder when a damning video showed her pushing Lola to her death. Overnight, she became a murderer in everyone’s eyes—even to Damien, the Alpha heir she secretly loved. On the day of her execution, Sofia is offered a choice. Die… Or live as a sex slave to the Alpha heir who hates her. Soon, word spread. Everyone heard about the famous Alpha Damien’s sex slave. Powerful men began to come forward—Alphas, Betas, and allies of the pack. Some were curious. Some wanted a taste of her. Others wanted to prove their strength by claiming what Damien despised. And with each passing day, the line of men grew longer. Then came the real trouble. Damien’s uncle stepped into the picture. A respected Alpha. Calm. Influential. A man no one ever questioned. From the moment he saw Sofia, his interest was clear. He wanted her—and unlike the others, he had the power to challenge Damien. Soon, Damien was no longer the only one laying claim to her. For the first time, he had a real rival.

The night at the Lockwood estate was thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken weight of a hundred years. I stood on the balcony, the music from the ballroom fading into a haunting hum, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then, the air changed. Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence a cooling balm to the fever of the evening. When he looked at me, it wasn’t just my face he saw—it was my soul, the broken parts I had tried so hard to hide. He reached out, his hand hovering near mine, hesitant, as if I were a fragile dream he was afraid to wake from. "You look like a memory," he whispered, his emerald eyes bright with a sorrow that mirrored my own. "But you feel like the future. I’ve spent a century in the dark, Lyra, just waiting for a light I didn't believe existed until I saw you." His touch was a soft frost, a promise of protection, a love that wanted to mend the cracks in my heart. For a heartbeat, I believed in miracles. I believed I could be more than the girl who survived the bridge. But then, a shadow cut through the moonlight. Jax was leaning against the stone railing, a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a smirk that felt like a blade. He didn't look at me with reverence; he looked at me with a hunger that made my blood sing in terror and desire. He stepped into my space, displacing the peace Silas had brought, smelling of woodsmoke and a dangerous, beautiful ruin. "Don't listen to him, little bird," Jax drawled, his blue eyes raking over me with a lethal intensity. "He wants to worship you in a cathedral of lies. I want to show you the truth. My brother loves the saint he thinks you are. I love the chaos I know is hidden beneath that pretty skin." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear, a stark contrast to Silas’s chill. "He’ll catch your fall, Lyra. But I’m the one who will teach you how to fly in the dark." I stood between them—the moon and the storm. One offered a sanctuary built on secrets; the other offered a throne built on blood. And as I looked from the emerald gaze of the man who wanted to save me to the icy stare of the man who wanted to claim me, I realized the terrifying truth. I didn't just look like the woman who destroyed them. I was the spark that would finally set their world on fire. In the shadow of Mystic Ridge, the hunt for a heart has begun. One love will crown her. The other will bleed her dry.

Jim Oliver is the golden boy of his community—vibrant, well-liked, and the pride of his devout Christian family. Since the age of eleven, Jim has been under the strict tutelage of his father, a priest, grooming him to inherit the same mantle of faith and service. For Jim, the path of righteousness is narrow, clear, and absolute. That clarity vanishes with the arrival of his older cousin, Mauwa Gene. Sent to live with the Olivers while attending a nearby university, Mauwa is a magnetic presence that Jim cannot reconcile with his world. While Jim is friendly to everyone else, he treats Mauwa with a cold, desperate distance. To Jim, Mauwa is a walking paradox: simultaneously attractive and repulsive. The closer Mauwa gets, the more Jim feels the foundations of his religious upbringing tremble. Terrified that this infatuation is a "distraction" that will compromise his soul and his father's expectations, Jim takes drastic measures to silence his heart—including forcing himself into a relationship with a girlfriend he doesn't truly want. Yet, no matter how harshly Jim pushes him away, Mauwa refuses to leave his side. As the tension between them nears a breaking point, Jim is forced to confront a haunting question: Is he running from his cousin, or is he running from a version of himself he was never allowed to meet?

[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.

​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him.

Humans are a delicacy in this world; a rarity only owned by the elite. But when a hunter stumbles upon a woman in the woods, he realizes that maybe he could have his own

An intelligent antagonistic lady boss, Chen Xiaoqian was reborn. In her current life, she made lots of money, made lots of real estate investments, and tortured bastards when she had the time. What a life! These were the three mottos of an antagonistic lady boss. When a woman became strong and powerful, she had no need for a man anymore. The men disagreed...they wanted to pamper her! This was the motto of a man of an antagonistic lady boss. In your previous life, you slept with the person and left. Shouldn’t you be responsible in the current life? Is this a lovey-dovey literature or a feel-good novel? Man: This is actually a feel-good, lovey-dovey novel. Shh… I can’t let my image of a passionate, loyal, and leader man collapse strict face.

Upon transmigration, Yun Yi became the love-struck damsel with a name homophonic to her own, Chuyunyi. The original owner was not only schemed against in her work but also deceived into signing up to go to the countryside. Inadvertently discovering that the person who claimed to like her was secretly meeting someone else behind her back, she finally understood that it was all their manipulation. When she was disheartened and received the news of her grandfather's accident, she became so devastated that she perished atop the mourning hall. Yun Yi used their own methods against them, seizing her work back with thunderous means, turning the schemers of the original owner's family into social pariahs. She also conveniently broke off the engagement with the fiancé who looked down on the original owner. Pah, who knows who will look down on whom in the future? Looking at the golden finger she obtained by chance, she sighed within her heart, "A blessing in disguise." As for searching for relatives? Just let nature take its course. She had no intention of bringing a bunch of ancestors on herself—the identity of a lone girl suited her just fine. The first time they met, she got a nosebleed from the basketball he tossed... The second time they met, she was mistaken for an accomplice, and the two escaped danger with tacit cooperation... The... Nth time they met, she almost became the man's cure, what kind of twisted fate was this... A piece of double-sided embroidery had the Pu'er tea-loving and women-abstinent Huo Si chasing after her like mad, banging his head against the wall for her. People in the compound praised Huo Si's righteousness, yet they didn't know his sacrifice for the family was only a blind, so he could stand by her side openly and legitimately. The little woman leaned on his shoulder, her voice soft and aggrieved, "They all don't like me. They even say I'm a vixen who used tricks to seduce you." Huo Si, towards those who had harmed and schemed against her, arrogantly declared: Zero tolerance. He made them 'slap themselves in the face' with his actions. She is his scale that must not be touched! The thrice-lovesick husband is online!

[Sweet Pet 1V1]

She once tried hard, but the marriage unknowingly turned into a lifeless pond. Her husband stayed out all night, and she gradually became numb from heartache. Work became her true companion. The only gift from this marriage was that it forged her into a calm and independent female journalist. She thought her heart had long drowned in that lifeless pond until she met that man in a crisp police uniform, with a crooked smile and cunning eyes... Their first encounter was at the scene of a crime. She went to report, and he went to apprehend. He mistook her for an accomplice, mercilessly cuffing her wrists to a wire fence! She panicked and bit him, desperately defending herself: "I don't have the stolen goods you want!" He, however, looked at her through his sunglasses with wicked charm: "Really?"

New Territories Socialite She is the top socialite, she met him at eighteen, he was as dazzling as a diamond. Made for each other. But at that time, her eyes were on another person, "Mr. Feng, you're too big!" Eight years passed, time flies. When a series of business upheavals followed one after another, her socialite status was gone, her husband cheated and betrayed her, and in her downfall, she met him again. She woke up sore from a luxurious bed in the morning. He stood naked, wrapped in only a bath towel, leaned against the window, holding half a glass of red wine, and smiled, "I'm too big?" She: "..." Then many years later, she woke up from the bed of the wife-protecting fanatic. He smiled at her. She firmly said, "Mr. Feng, you're too old!" He: "..." ★ 1V1, clean mind and body, sweet doting story + heart-wrenching story. This is a story about ten years of unwavering love pursuit. Feel free to dive in, you won't regret it.

The new book "Elder Kinston Has Been Tricked Again" has been published, and everyone is welcome to check it out. It tells the story of the female protagonist's rebirth that shocks the dubbing world, featuring adorable kids and sweet romance! He is a cold and noble business emperor, and there is only one woman he pays attention to. Yet, this woman just looks down on him, trying to find ways to distance herself from him. "The only man you can care about is me." The president's eyes were bright, quite beautiful. She protests! Unfortunately, the protest is ineffective. He loves her but refuses to let her bear their child. Her heart turns to ashes as she resolutely leaves. Six years later, a little girl holding a piggy bank appears before him, "Can you be my temporary daddy for a day? I can give you all my allowance." Temporary daddy? To hell with it, those eyes of hers are exactly like his!

A reunion with an old friend can spark many feelings, often conflicting with one another. Yet when that old friend happens to have been more than just a friend, what should you expect? "Meeting her again would be the last thing I'd ever want... Yet it's the first that comes to mind if you ask me to make a wish."

Kaila Ashvale was born to become the future Crown Princess of Nymrador, a powerful Fae Kingdom known for its magic and noble bloodlines. In their world, magic was everything. It was power, pride, and proof that someone truly belonged. But Nymrador was also a kingdom that lived under the shadow of war. Beyond its borders stood its most feared enemy, the Dragon Kingdom, a land of fire and ancient creatures whispered about like legends. Even before Kaila could walk, her marriage to the Crown Prince had already been arranged. The court called it destiny, and the king made it law. As the daughter of the realm’s greatest general and its most powerful healer, everyone believed her bloodline would guarantee immense magic. In Nymrador, being born without magic was not just unlucky. It was a crime. The powerless were treated as worthless, and the punishment was death. So when Kaila grew up quiet and restrained, no one questioned it. The kingdom believed her magic was simply too powerful and too dangerous to reveal. Her silence was praised as discipline. Her refusal to fly was admired as control. No one dared to imagine the truth. Kaila Ashveil had been born without magic. On the night meant to celebrate her engagement, the king demanded proof. He ordered her to fly, even just one foot above the ground. Kaila tried, but she could not. In that moment, the secret her parents had protected her whole life shattered in front of the entire court. The king declared her existence a crime against Nymrador’s laws. A Crownbound heir without magic was an abomination, a weakness the realm could not afford. Her engagement was canceled, and she was sentenced to die at dawn. Then her younger sister, Kendra, glowing with their mother’s magic, was chosen without hesitation. The court crowned Kendra as the future Crown Princess as if Kaila had never existed. Kaila believed her story ended there. But when she opened her eyes again, she was no longer in Nymrador. She was in the mortal realm, alone and powerless, trapped in a human body, but somehow still alive. Far away, Lucien Firemont, the feared Crown Dragon Prince, was given a mission by his father. Every two hundred years, the Dragon Festival demanded a human sacrifice, an offering meant to protect the kingdom’s strength. Lucien was ordered to enter the human world and claim the life required by their ancient law. Kaila thought she had escaped death once. She never imagined fate would drag her into another curse, and force her to fight for her life again. Lucien had lived his whole life believing humans were fragile and meaningless. To him, sacrifice was not cruelty. It was duty. And love? He used to laugh at that word, convinced it was nothing but weakness. But then he found Kaila. Before she could even understand what was happening, Lucien had already taken her to his kingdom. And the cruelest truth was this. She was the one he was supposed to offer. Now Lucien stood trapped between two things he could not escape. His duty as the Crown Prince of the Dragon Kingdom, and the girl who made him feel something he never believed he could. Because if he saved Kaila, he would betray his father and defy his entire kingdom. But if he sacrificed her, he would lose the one girl who made him forget he was a prince and remember he still had a heart.

It will be undergoing major editing until it is finally done.