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My fated mate rejected me under the Blood Moon. I died screaming his name. I woke up in hell—and the Moon Goddess is waiting. The Lunar Veil isn't the afterlife. It's a trial ground for broken wolves, where Luna strips away everything that makes you human until only truth remains. Ten trials. No mercy. Fail, and your soul burns to ash. My guide? Astro—a fallen Alpha with silver scars and secrets older than sin. He's supposed to help me survive. Instead, we're breaking every rule Luna ever made. Each trial I survive makes me stronger. Each touch between us burns hotter. And the red thread linking our fates? It's the one thing the goddess can't control.

In a world that has moved into the modern age, one ancient law still rules the empire. The Enigma must marry into every pack to bind the empire together and ensure that no pack is ever forgotten. Twelve packs. Twelve marriages. One by one, the most powerful packs offer their Alpha-blood princesses to Lord Jethro, sealing their place in the empire through marriage. All except the weakest pack. They have no princess. Only one prince, an omega born into an Alpha bloodline. From the moment of his birth, he was considered a failure. A son where a daughter was needed. An omega where an alpha was expected. His existence pushed his pack even lower, it was almost erased and distributed among the higher ranks, but the empire is built on one absolute rule: There must always be twelve packs. And Lord Jethro will not break the law. Now, the empire faces an impossible choice. If the law demands marriage… And the pack has no princess… Will the Enigma marry a male omega, -something history has never seen? Or will one pack finally be erased forever?

Two Alphas. One Bond. Fate binds what the world forbids. To accept it is to lose everything. To deny it is to slowly break apart. Some bonds are not meant to be survived.

This is a harrowing, emotionally devastating story about injustice, survival, and a love so pure that society mistakes it for sin. At the center stands Indrajit, a man whose life ended long before his heart stopped beating. Twelve years ago, at the age of twenty, Indrajit witnessed the brutal sexual assault and murder of his beloved girlfriend Tandra. Beaten nearly to death, pinned down, and rendered helpless, he was forced to listen as she screamed his name—begging him to save her. He could not. That moment shattered him forever. To shield the real perpetrators—wealthy, powerful men—the system did what it always does: it lied. Evidence was fabricated. Witnesses were silenced. And Indrajit was framed as both rapist and murderer. Society swallowed the lie without hesitation. His family, enslaved by honor and social image, disowned him. His father declared him dead. Funeral rites were performed for a son who was still breathing. Prison became his twelve-year-long apocalypse—an endless cycle of violence, humiliation, and psychological annihilation. Indrajit survived only through rage, guilt, and the echo of a promise he once made to Tandra: “I will always protect you.” A promise he believes he failed. Now thirty-two, Indrajit is released into a world that still sees him as a monster. Emotionally hollow, physically scarred, dependent on sleeping pills, and slowly destroying himself through starvation, he exists like a living corpse—waiting either for death or for one final reckoning. Fate places him in a decaying apartment complex where he meets his neighbors: Katha, a teenage schoolgirl glowing with innocence, and her mother Madhurima, a sex worker relentlessly humiliated, ostracized, and dehumanized by society. The colony’s residents—self-appointed moral guardians—unleash cruelty on both mother and daughter. Gossip, character assassination, and public shaming expose the deep hypocrisy, misogyny, and selective morality that thrive beneath respectability. In Katha and Madhurima, Indrajit recognizes a pain he knows too well—the pain of being judged without truth, condemned without mercy, and erased without trial. In a world where everyone hates and judges Indrajit, Katha was the only one to care for him. This made her the world to him . Though numb and broken, something within him stirs. Over time, Indrajit forms a quiet, profound bond with Katha. She heals him—she teaches him how to live again through small, human moments: conversation, laughter, curiosity, trust. Through her eyes, Indrajit slowly relearns what it means to breathe, to care, to exist beyond guilt. He becomes her silent shield in a hostile world. When society whispers that he is corrupting her… When rumors accuse him of stealing her innocence… When fingers point and morals scream— —he is the only one who never lays a finger on her. Their connection is deep, intense, and painfully pure—built on shared wounds, unspoken understanding, and unconditional protection. It is a love that dares not define itself, because the world has already decided it is wrong. Indrajit tries desperately to protect Katha from the cruelty of the world—knowing all too well what happens when innocence is left unguarded. But in doing so, he becomes the easiest villain to blame. This is not a story of forbidden desire. It is a story of forbidden humanity. A tragic tale where the man labeled a monster is the only one who knows how not to hurt, and the girl he was “never allowed to touch” becomes the reason he remembers how to live—even if it costs him everything.

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She was born an heir, but her pack was slaughtered. Nova Moonveil was enslaved before her tenth summer and spent seven years in silver chains. When the Alpha she is fated for finally scents her, ancient magic awakens and a long-buried prophecy stirs. He takes her to Shadowclaw—but duty binds him, and he is betrothed to another. The Shadowclaw Gamma does not wait. He was not chosen by fate. He chooses her anyway. He loves her fiercely. And when the world moves to claim her, he stands in its way.

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?

Elara Ashford, 23, has been living a lie her entire life. She was brought up as Princess of Veridia, wearing silk and jewels, and she believes she has royal blood in her veins. However, when a marriage alliance insists that she marry the dreaded Dragon King of the North in order to stop war, her adopted family reveals the terrible truth: she was born with the real princess. She is merely the daughter of a commoner, a stand-in for the legitimate heir who was concealed for her "protection." Elara is now being sent to her death with a single, unachievable task: either make the monster fall in love with her or her real family, the commoners who abandoned her, will be put to death for treason. The Northern Kingdom is a real-life nightmare. Towers of obsidian are circled by dragons. In courtyards, Fae warriors hone their blades. In dimly lit hallways, witches murmur. And in charge of it all is Kael Draven, the ancient and deadly Dragon King, whose touch burns like dragonfire, whose amber eyes see through every lie, and whose court keeps a watchful eye on the frail human bride like wolves circling wounded prey. Elara anticipated a monster. She discovers a king who is plagued by centuries-old curses, haunted by betrayal, and frantically searching for his fated mate, whom he believes will break the curse that is slowly killing his people. He believes that *she* is a bond. She's not his mate, though. Wearing a stolen crown, she is a fraud. Elara learns that people have been lying about the North for generations as she makes her way through assassination attempts, lethal court politics, and a developing fascination with the dragon who could burn her with a single breath. Humans have betrayed the "monsters." And centuries ago, a human princess betrayed Kael himself, bringing a curse upon his entire kingdom. Elara's world falls apart when the real Princess Seraphine is found—beautiful, gifted with magic, and Kael's *actual* fated mate. Kael and Seraphine's mate bond is unquestionably ancient and ignites instantly. Elara ought to move aside. Let fate do its thing. However, Seraphine didn't have to spend months gaining the dragon warriors' trust. didn't put her life in danger to lift old curses. didn't fall in love with a monarch who taught her that monsters are created, not born. Elara is faced with an impossible decision after learning that Seraphine is a part of a plot to overthrow the Northern Kingdom from within and that the "true princess" is the real danger to the precarious peace: – Lose Kael to his true love and expose Seraphine. – Keep quiet and watch the kingdom she has come to love burn. – Fight for a love that wasn't supposed to be hers. Because bloodlines aren't always important to the heart. Sometimes love is forged in dragonfire rather than in the stars. Furthermore, the girl who wore a stolen crown, Elara Ashford, is set to demonstrate that fate isn't the most potent form of magic. It's a decision.

[BL— Warning: Adult content 18+. Extreme Smut every 20 - 30 chapters] "You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze. Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. *** Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted. "What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?" "When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

Selina Seth had been married for two years, devoting her life to being a docile woman who loved her husband from afar. In return, she was met with cold neglect from the enigmatic CEO, Zane Kaius. Heartbroken, Selina decides to divorce him and take control of her life. Just when she believes she can finally break free, fate deals her another blow—she is pregnant with Zane’s child. But she refuses to let that fragile connection bind her with a man who once swore to have nothing to do with her. Yet the same man who once denied her now clings to her with unyielding resolve, unwilling to let her go at any cost. Still, this time, Selina isn't the same woman who'd risk her chance to be trampled on again. Because she wants nothing to do with him! .... This photo isn't mine. All credit goes to the rightful owner.

Everyone fears the Cursed Alpha. Everyone except the woman destined to break him. Kaelan Blackthorn is a billionaire CEO by day and the Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack by blood. Born with a deadly curse, he has learned to control the wolf inside him—but the truth remains unchanged: Any mate he marks will die. He has already lost control once and the massacre that followed still haunts him. Since then, he has vowed never to take a mate. Never bond. Never risk another life. But when Lyra Hale crosses into his territory, everything changes. Her scent calms the violent wolf inside him. Her touch silences the curse that never stops whispering for blood. And the mate bond snaps into place the moment he sees her. That terrifies him more than anything. Because Lyra isn’t just his mate—she is the only one who can break his curse… or trigger it completely. Now every pack wants her—some to use her, some to kill her. And Kaelan becomes the only one who can keep her alive. As dark forces awaken and forgotten bloodlines rise, Lyra must decide: save the Alpha fated to end her life or flee before their bond consumes them both. But Kaelan’s wolf has already decided: curse or not, she is his.

On the night she was destined to become Luna, Aurora Lane’s world shatters in betrayal and blood. Her rise from death should have been her victory, but resurrection comes with secrets that cut deeper than any blade. Cloaked in a new identity, she must return to her pack; where enemies wear familiar faces, forbidden desires burn hotter than loyalty, and every truth uncovered threatens to destroy the ones she loves. But Aurora’s greatest battle isn’t against outsiders; it’s against the ties of blood itself. Sisters turned rivals. Love tested by lies. A legacy drenched in jealousy and vengeance that stretches far beyond her own lifetime. The Moon chose her to lead. Fate demands she survive. But when family becomes the deadliest enemy… How do you fight a war where blood is both the weapon and the chain? ### Dive into The Twin Luna: The Third Crescent today and uncover the secrets that could break or bind destiny itself.

To retrieve her grandmother's locket, Ella gets physically stuck in her ex's apartment and is found by his intimidatingly handsome roommate, Jax, sparking an irresistible and complicated romance.

Heath Villamor leaves his quiet provincial life and widowed mother behind to work in Manila as a bodyguard for Caprice Montemayor—the only daughter of Don Crisostomo Montemayor, one of the most powerful billionaires in the country. Heath accepts the job not for ambition, but out of debt and gratitude; Don Crisostomo once saved Heath’s family from losing their farmland. Raised with discipline, faith, and restraint, Heath believes in honor, boundaries, and saving himself for the woman he will marry. Caprice, on the other hand, lives by impulse. Beautiful, wealthy, and emotionally neglected, she masks her loneliness with pleasure, alcohol, and men who never stay. From the moment they meet, they clash. Caprice finds Heath infuriating—he doesn’t flirt, doesn’t react, and refuses to be intimidated by her wealth or beauty. Heath finds Caprice difficult, reckless, and dangerously tempting, yet he cannot bring himself to judge her. Beneath her sharp tongue and provocative behavior, he senses pain she never admits. As days turn into weeks, proximity turns into tension. Caprice toys with Heath out of curiosity, then desire, then obsession. Heath struggles with temptation while trying to protect Caprice from both physical danger and herself. Everything collapses one reckless night when alcohol and a hidden stimulant strip Heath of his control. Boundaries shatter. Heath wakes up beside the woman he swore never to touch. For Heath, it is sin, guilt, and betrayal of his principles. For Caprice, it is the beginning of something she refuses to lose. What begins as a mistake becomes a secret arrangement fueled by desire, manipulation, and unspoken emotions. Heath fights to pull away, while Caprice tightens her grip using fear, power, and her father’s authority to keep him close. But control is not love. As truths unravel about consent, trauma, class divide, and emotional dependence both are forced to confront who they are and who they want to become. In a world ruled by money and power, can love born from a mistake ever be redeemed?

Beneath the city's glamour lies an underground world where world defines existence and winning is the only way to live. When an anonymous racer humiliates the most feared team and disappears, the underground erupts. Screens go black. System fails and one name remains-- QUEENS Four women enters the game -- unseen,unstoppable,and untouchable to uncover the mysteries.But as rival teams collide and dangerous alliances form, attraction sparks where hatred should exist, and trust becomes most dangerous gamble of all. A world where identities are hidden and emotions are weapons. love could be the deadliest risk.

Michelle Kent—famously known as MK—has never believed in love. To her, love is overrated, impractical, and unreliable. She marries her best friend not out of romance, but out of duty—an arrangement shaped by expectations, community, and convenience. Her life is orderly, successful, and emotionally untouched. Until Shriya enters it. Shriya is assigned a single task: ruin MK’s reputation. What begins as a task quickly turns into guilt when the truth becomes impossible to ignore. MK is accused of infidelity—but the irony cuts deep. Despite being married, MK has never been with anyone. Not emotionally. Not physically. Not truly. Haunted by what she’s done, Shriya approaches MK to make amends, believing a conversation might ease her conscience. Instead, it ignites something neither of them was prepared for. Their connection grows quietly, intensely—built on honesty, longing, and the unfamiliar warmth of being truly seen. For MK, it’s her first experience of love. For Shriya, it’s the one thing she was never meant to want. But the world around them is unforgiving. Circumstances tear them apart again and again, each separation deeper than the last. MK, new to both love and heartbreak, begins to wonder if the pain consuming her is simply because she doesn’t know how to endure it—or if love itself is always this cruel. As everything she believed about herself begins to fracture, MK finds herself clutching her chest, breath uneven, one question echoing through the silence: How much does it hurt?

The Story: A Journey of Broken Trust and Unexpected Love What would you do if the person you loved most tried to kill you? Firion never saw it coming—literally. The last thing his eyes ever saw was her. The woman he trusted. The one he would’ve died for. And then… she threw acid in his face and walked away like he meant nothing. Now, scarred, half-blind, and alone in the wild, Firion is just trying to survive. But then she appears—not his betrayer, but a stranger. A woman with no reason to help him… and yet, she does. Can kindness from a stranger heal the wounds of betrayal? She carried him from the woods. He didn’t know her name… but those horns—he’d never forget. Would you trust someone who looks like the people who destroyed your life? He woke up in a stranger’s bed—safe, treated, warm. She had a gentle voice and a kindness Firion hadn’t felt in decades. But when his fingers brushed against her horns… Everything came crashing back. His village. The fire. The screams. She says she’s not like them. But how do you separate a person from the past they remind you of? In a world where demons burned his home, killed his family, and took everything from him—Firion never thought he’d wake up in a demon’s house. Let alone be saved by one. Is Kaida truly different… or is that what she wants him to believe?

The Moon Goddess made a mistake— or maybe this was a curse just like everyone says it is. But I always knew deep down that I was never meant to be theirs. They belonged to her. To my twin sister, Chalice, who was sweet. Perfect. Worshipped by the entire pack… and pure venom behind closed doors. The three brothers— Zevran, Kael, and Caelum— hate me with a fire that burns hotter than the bond tying us together. And I know because I see it in their eyes… I feel it in the way their burning touch lingers a second too long. They despise me. Just like everyone else does. But they want me. And no matter how much I try to stay away, the mate bond keeps dragging me back into their world of heat, power, hatred and danger. Maybe, I should leave… I know. But fate plays a cruel game. And as truths unravel and secrets come to light, the triplets— the ones who once despised me— now see me for who I am. Now, they want me— unabashedly. But by the time they realize this, it is a little too late. I’ve been broken by them a little too much. And I am done being anyone’s pawn. ~*~ “We want you, Leilani… we always have. Always would. Please take this as our way of saying sorry. For everything, for not believing you… for letting our judgements be clouded by…” Caelum said softly, his voice trailing off, his breath warm and ticklish against my fingers that he brought up to his lips as his other hand found the warm spot between my thighs. My eyes snagged on his full lips— pink and inviting; But they’d been kissed by another. And I don’t do leftovers. I sighed exasperatedly, shaking my head to rid myself of this pitiful sight and clenching my legs together to force his hands out. He didn’t budge. “No.” I said sharply, my voice coming out stronger than I expected especially with their bodies pressed against mine, and their lips creating sparks across my body. “I’m done. Go back to Chalice… she suits you more than I ever did.” Kael’s voice vibrated through my body as he pressed himself flush against me. His brothers Caelum and Zevran leaned in too, their lips on the shell of my ears, one’s fingers grazing over my taut nipple. “I’ll burn the world, Leilani,” he growled, his voice deep. Threatening. “I’ll burn the entire world, if that’s what it takes to win you back.” “Then I'd like to see you after the world’s been successfully burnt down. Maybe then we’ll have this conversation.” I answered, and with that, I pushed their hands away and leapt off the cupboard. And as I walked out of the kitchen, I felt their eyes drilling holes into my back, hotter than a thousand lasers all at once. But I didn’t falter. I didn’t turn around. I was the monster they’d made. CONTENT WARNING: This book contains triggers and explicit scenes of abuse, Graphic violence and murder, explicit sexual activities, strong language and dark, obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised. ****

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

Aria Valencia’s life implodes when her father disappears after betraying the DeLuca mafia. Alone, confused, and drowning in debt, Aria is abducted and brought before the notorious Don, Luciano DeLuca. Instead of ordering her death, he makes her a terrifying offer—marry him for a year, become his secret wife, and the debt dies with her father. Luca’s reasons aren’t love; it’s about power, appearances, and control. But under the chilling glare of his steel-gray eyes, Aria feels something disturbingly electric—a pull she shouldn’t crave. Desperate and cornered, she signs the contract, stepping into a world of danger, luxury, and secrets where no one leaves unchanged.