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“Oh my god! The prince sent an invitation for the upcoming royal ball!” Eleanor exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement as she waved the golden-sealed letter in her hand. “The royal ball!?” Anna and Cindy squealed, nearly toppling over their chair in delight. “Shh! We don’t want Ella to hear about this,” Eleanor hissed, glancing nervously over her shoulder. And there she was, Ella, standing by the doorway with her eyes gleaming, ready to pounce on anyone in sight. “Did someone say balls?” Ella grinned widely, her smile wide enough to make her mother and sister flinch. “No, no—it’s a royal ball, a ball. It’s where people… dance,” Eleanor stammered, her voice faltering. “Well, then,” Ella said, her grin stretching further, “there’s going to be a lot of balls there.” And with that, Ella darted to her room, already rummaging through her drawers. Ella wasn’t just dreaming of going to the royal ball— she dreams of every ball. In a kingdom obsessed with beauty and perfection, Ella, long ridiculed as the “ugly half-sister,” has spent her life in the shadows of her graceful and adored sisters. However, Ella never allowed mockery to pierce her strange, unbothered world. She focused on the hobby that kept growing—collecting balls and other round-shaped items. When the royal family announced the grand ball to find a bride for their prince, Eleanor’s heart sank. She feared Ella’s oddities might bring embarrassment to their family. Desperate to uphold their name, Eleanor resolved to turn her awkward daughter into a refined young lady, no matter how severe the training. “Posture, Ella! You’re not a hunchbacked scarecrow!” “Smile softly, not like you’re about to eat someone!” But despite Eleanor’s strict lessons, Ella’s wild grin never faded. It only sharpened. When the night of the royal ball finally arrived, the palace glimmered under crystal chandeliers. The prince stood poised, the very image of perfection, until the grand doors opened. Ella entered, her gown shimmering with hundreds of tiny glass spheres sewn into the fabric, catching every flicker of light. The room fell silent as a faint, musical clinking echoed with each step she took. The prince turned, his flawless gaze locking with hers. Ella smiled, leaning close enough for only him to hear. “I’ve always loved balls,” she whispered. The prince’s lips parted slightly, his polished smile faltering as if he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking at. Ella tilted her head, her grin fierce and unrestrained. Then, the grand doors opened again. Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave breaking on marble. With that, a mysterious woman in a simpler dress entered.

They called it tradition.They said my son had to be tested.By the time I learned the truth, he was already dead. I was their Luna—quiet, obedient, expendable. Betrayed by the elders who ruled us and abandoned by the Alpha who chose duty over me. When my son died, something ancient and furious woke inside me—a wolf they had sealed since my birth. I ran across borders I was never meant to cross and into the arms of a rival Alpha whose touch ignited a bond that should not exist. They want me broken. They want me dead. They want my power buried beside my son. But I am not the sacrifice. I am the reckoning. And I will hunt them all.

They joined the sports camp just for fun. Winning was never the goal—until a strict volleyball coach turned six months into a battlefield. Rules became pressure. Training became punishment. For an eleventh-grade girl and her broken team, volleyball was supposed to be temporary. But somewhere between defeat and discipline, fun slowly turned into passion. And the game they feared… became the one they refused to lose.

In a coastal academy where magic is measured not only by precision but by emotional calibration, Feyri Virelle—a gifted, sharp-witted attunement mage—finds herself at the center of trials that test not just strength, but conviction. As she navigates tense mentor-student dynamics, flares of unwanted admiration, and the quiet ache of past wounds, Feyri refuses to be anyone’s ideal. Her magic hums with honesty; her temper carves truths into stone.

“She waited her whole life for her mate—only to be rejected in front of everyone.” Not by just anyone— but by the future Alpha. Labeled unworthy. Cast aside. Stripped of protection. By pack law, she is given three days before exile. Instead of begging, Mara walks into the Dark Forest, a place no omega survives alone. That’s when a voice speaks in her mind. [Omega Survival System Activated.] Seven days. No pack. No protection. A survival rate of 3%. Hunted by monsters. Watched by strangers. Forced to fight when she was never meant to. Rejected by fate— chosen by something far more dangerous. And in the end, the world that cast her out will learn one thing: They didn’t reject a weak omega. They created one powerful enough to command three alphas. . . . hey guys please don't forget to press Add to Library button and enjoy the novel. I'll be updating 1 chapter per day

No Future Without You Xavier Atlas doesn’t fall in love. He makes bets. As the untouchable football captain, he wagers he can make the new girl fall for him—and sleep with him—just to prove he can. Aylia Zehir was never supposed to matter. She’s quiet, guarded, and comes from a family barely surviving under debt, grief, and hospital bills left behind by her father’s death. When he realizes she had fallen for him, the game turns cruel. He pulls away, manipulates her, and turns her life into a living hell—never knowing the truth she’s hiding. As his brother begins to notice the damage Xavier leaves behind, cracks form in the perfect image he’s built. By the time Xavier understands what he’s lost, it may already be too late. Some bets ruin lives. Some love stories were never meant to survive.

She was rejected in front of everyone, her bond denied, and her place in the pack erased. Years later, she returns transformed. Desired, untouchable, and carrying a secret that could destroy the Alpha who once humiliated her. Enemies circle, the bond between them refuses to die, and he must face the consequences of the choice he made. This time, she decides who will hold the power, who will command desire, and who will be claimed.

"You are Moonless. The bond is severed. Leave before dawn, or we hunt you as rogue." Alpha Caderin Nightshade's rejection wasn't private—it was a spectacle. In front of the entire Silverpaw pack, beneath the full moon that should have blessed their union, Thessa Rowan felt nothing when their mate bond snapped. No warmth. No connection. Just hollow silence where the Moon's blessing should have sang. Declared Moonless—a wolf abandoned even by the goddess—Thessa is cast out with nothing but shame and the clothes on her back. Her own sister, Maren, smirks from Cadeirin's side, the new Luna who orchestrated Thessa's downfall with whispered lies and stolen moments. Wandering into the northern wastes where the Moon is said to have died centuries ago, Thessa expects to freeze or starve. Instead, she finds Erynd Frostborne—an immortal guardian bound by ancient prophecy to protect the balance between wolves and the divine. He's been waiting three thousand years for a sign that never came. Until her. Thessa doesn't draw power from the Moon. She replaces it. As her presence begins rewriting werewolf magic itself—bonds snapping without rejection, pack hierarchies crumbling, wolves praying to her instead of the goddess—the revelation sends shockwaves through every territory. Packs hunt her as a heresy. Priests fear her as the End of Days. And Erynd faces an impossible choice: uphold the oath that's kept him alive for millennia, or protect the woman who proves that even the gods can be wrong. One thing becomes devastatingly clear: Thessa wasn't rejected because she was Moonless. She was rejected because she was destined to become something far more dangerous than any Luna. She was meant to become the Moon itself.

"You are not worthy to stand beside an Alpha King. I, Dante Silvercrest, reject you as my mate and Luna." The words echo across the sacred Moon Claiming ceremony as every wolf in the kingdom watches Elara Moonwyn—daughter of disgraced traitors—reach for a bond that will never be hers. Publicly humiliated, stripped of her dignity, Elara flees into the one place no wolf dares to enter: the Forbidden Veilwood, where rejected mates go to die and ancient magic devours the broken-hearted. But Elara doesn't die. She awakens something older than the Moon Goddess herself—a bloodline sealed away because it was too powerful, too dangerous, too divine. The mark on her skin is no longer the rejected mate brand. It's the Starborn Sigil, proof that she descends from the first children of the cosmos, the ones who created the Moon Goddess and the werewolf species. And the moment her seal breaks, Alpha King Dante begins to die. Deadly visions plague him. His heart stops whenever hers races. His wolf howls in agony, claiming its mate was never truly rejected—the bond merely transformed into something darker, a cosmic punishment for scorning what the universe itself blessed. But when Dante comes crawling back, desperate and dying, Elara has already caught the eye of another: Alpha Kieran Nightshade, the mysterious Wolf King of the North, who kneels before her and calls her what Dante never did—Queen. Now Dante must watch the woman he rejected become the most powerful being in their world while he suffers the consequences of breaking a bond the universe never meant to be broken. The prophecy was always clear: When the Moon is rejected, the Stars will claim their daughter back, and all wolves will kneel or burn. Elara Moonwyn was never just a rejected mate. She was always the end—and the beginning.

For eighteen years, Isla Thorne has been the shadow in her own family—the unwanted reminder of a scandal no one speaks about. While her half-sister Celeste shines as the pack's beloved princess, Isla scrubs floors, endures whispers, and counts the days until her eighteenth birthday when she can finally leave Silvermoon Pack forever. Freedom is seventy-two hours away when her wolf awakens. And the mate bond slams into place, connecting her to Rowan Blackwater —future Alpha, Celeste's perfect fiancé, and the golden boy who made Isla's childhood a nightmare. He's the one who led the pack kids in tormenting her, who turned blind eyes to her suffering, who represents everything she's learned to hate. Isla does the only thing that makes sense: she publicly rejects him in front of the entire pack. She expects relief. Instead, she gets obsession. Suddenly, the Alpha heir who barely acknowledged her existence is everywhere —breaking into her room, sabotaging her escape plans, cornering her in dark hallways, declaring she belongs to him and him alone. He claims the bond "opened his eyes." That he sees her now. That he'll burn down anyone who tries to take her away—including Celeste. But Isla knows better. Wolves don't change overnight. This is just another game, another way to break her before she escapes. Except Rowan isn't playing. When rogues attack targeting Isla specifically, when pack secrets about her bloodline surface, when Celeste's sweet mask cracks to reveal something poisonous underneath—Rowan becomes her unwanted shield. Possessive. Protective. Unhinged. And terrifyingly, Isla's wolf wants him back. As Isla uncovers the truth about why her family really kept her—about the ancient Omega bloodline running through her veins, about the prophecy that makes her the key to ultimate pack power, about the Luna ceremony that was never meant for Celeste—she realizes her rejection didn't just wound Rowan's pride. It triggered a countdown to war. Because Rowan Blackwater doesn't lose. And he certainly doesn't lose his mate to a sister who's been poisoning her for eighteen years or to the rival pack that's been hunting Isla since birth. Now Isla must choose: Run and let everyone discover what she's truly worth when she's gone, or stay and fight for a bond she never wanted with a male she's not sure she can trust—but might be the only one who's ever truly seen her. Because sometimes the cruelest twist of fate becomes the greatest love story. And sometimes the boy who broke you is the only one who can make you whole.

Cast out after a cruel public rejection, Luna-an orphaned wolf and unwanted burden-walks away from the Moonshadow Pack when fate names her the Alpha's true mate. Beyond the forest, exile becomes awakening as the Moon Goddess blesses her with power forged through pain and survival. When the pack that betrayed her faces annihilation, the only hope left is the wolf they cast aside. Moonshadow is a gripping saga of rejection, destiny, and rebirth-where an outcast rises to become a legend the moon itself remembers.

Fate chose her. Power made him refuse. After being publicly rejected by her Alpha mate, she disappeared into the shadows. Years later, he finds her again—stronger, colder, and no longer his to command. But when the council demands their marriage to save the pack, old wounds reopen and dangerous secrets surface. Surrounded by rivals, lies, and unfinished bonds, she holds the one thing he never expected— The power to destroy him… or forgive him.

Five years. Five years of waiting. Five years of loving him in secret. She thought she knew the truth—until the night everything shattered. Trapped between a man who wants to destroy her and the wolf inside the one she loves, she must fight to survive… and to save him. “Oh my God… what happened?? Why are you like this??” she cried, holding him close. “It’s already too late for me,” he whispered, pain etched in every word. “No!! You can’t die!! I won’t let you!!” “I'm so sorry… I have never regretted having you as my mate,” he murmured, a faint smile on his lips. But some battles aren’t won with strength alone. Some sacrifices come at a cost she’s not ready to pay. “I accept your rejection,” he said, his final words tearing her world apart. When love, loyalty, and rage collide, can Avery escape with her heart—and her life—intact, or will the ones she trusts the most be the ones who destroy her? A heart-pounding, darkly emotional tale of love, betrayal, and the choices that haunt us forever.

Melissa grew up in a house too large to hold sadness. Everything was perfect, bright, and organized — including her. Raised to meet her mother’s and stepfather’s expectations, she learned early on how to look fine, even when she wasn’t. When she decides to leave home in search of her biological father, Melissa finds a reality very different from what she imagined. The man who was once her safe place now lives lost in his own abandonment, supported by Rosa — a strong woman who keeps the house standing. It is there that Melissa reunites with Vicente, the boy who shaped her childhood. Now an adult, he divides his life between the mechanic’s shop and choices that demand too much. Reserved, protective, and always on guard, Vicente carries an interrupted past and secrets that never reached her. As she settles into that small house, Melissa discovers something she never had: space to exist. Between caring for her family, trying to save her father, and feelings that return with full force, she learns that some people never disappear from our lives — they simply wait for the right moment to be found again. And loving doesn’t always mean starting something new, but having the courage to continue what never truly ended.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

A knife in the pregnant Luna’s belly. All evidence points to the Alpha’s scorned concubine. Althea didn’t do it. But no one will believe the wolfless omega who was rejected, humiliated, and made his slave. So she runs—straight into the Red Mist and into the jaws of the one creature that even the Alpha hunting her fears. --- Thorne Vargan, the Hellhound of the North Clan, swore bloody retribution on everyone responsible for destroying all he had ever known—especially the woman who beheaded his mother. As fate would twist it, that woman’s daughter stumbles into his hellish domain… And Thorne is not letting her go. He claims her. As captive. As leverage. As vengeance. But the fates have a different tale to weave as something in him hungers for her in ways far more dangerous than hate. Her scent tempts him. Her fear intrigues him. Her secrets threaten to set his bloodand the entire pack system on fire. And while Thorne pins her to his world with claws and shadow, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back.m

Sonia Wittersham thought she had left the flames of her past behind. But when Hector Hall, an alpha Beastman with insatiable desires, reappears in her life, the line between love and obsession becomes blurred. Torn between the fragile safety offered by Frédéric Washington and the intoxicating chaos of Hector, Sonia is caught between desire and loyalty, passion and survival. The shadow of Anna Collins, her manipulative ex, heightens the tension, exposing betrayals, secrets, and deadly grudges. In a world where strength rules and hearts are scarred by pain, Sonia must face choices that will forever change her destiny… and that of the men she loves. A tragic, intense, and dangerous romance where every embrace can be either a kiss… or a fatal blow.

Chase Sterling always felt like furniture. The kind you don't notice, the kind that's easy to shove in a corner and forget. He was used to it: people looked right through him, brushed him off like lint. But it only takes one phone call to erase a lifetime of being overlooked. When his estranged family meets a tragic end, Chase suddenly finds himself in charge of the sprawling Sterling fortune. Turns out, riches aren't the only thing the family left him. There's a curse running through his blood, warping love into something hungry and dangerous, impossible to escape. Vivian Ashford never set out to blow Chase's life to smithereens. Just one decision (a sharp, ruthless move at graduation) was all it took to set their worlds spinning out of control. While Vivian soaks up the Hollywood limelight and collects red-carpet headlines, Chase slips into his new role as Manhattan's most intimidating heir. But no matter how far they run, something keeps yanking them back together, like a stitch in an old wound that refuses to heal.

The sea remembers what empires try to erase. She was born from silence, from a mother whose will was shattered so the world could kneel. Eldith grew without love, without power, without a place to belong. A princess in blood alone, a shadow among crowns. When death claimed her unjustly, the world believed her story had ended. It was wrong. Time folded back on itself. A voice whispered: your last chance. For the last Sylvari walks again beneath the sun— and this time, she will decide whether the world deserves her mercy.