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Stepping on You With My Glass Slipper

“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.
youneedsomemilk · 6k Views

Howl Of The Broken Wolf

In a Modern day Canada, Isabella Ida Karslen-Rolfe is a werewolf born into a breed that almost eliminated by human being. Isabella was forced into a political marriage to save her kind from being extinct. She is bound to Collin Rolfe, a powerful and honored wolf whose loyalty and love belong to another woman. Isabella believed that marrying another wolf will finally give her safety and certainty. However, a marriage that meant to fulfill a duty slowly becomes a life that full of pain, suffering and agitation. Collin sees Isabella as the embodiment of everything he lost, and his resentment turns their union into a cycle of cruelty and betrayal. Despite the pain, Isabella still hope that her endurance will be enough to change their providence. As long-buried secrets about werewolves resurface, a ruthless human organization begins hunting the remaining survivors of their species. Caused by a violent marriage and an unstoppable extinction of her kind, Isabella’s life reaches a breaking point when pregnancy, loss, and death strip her of everything she loves. Believed to be dead and forced to live hiding, she must confront enemies and she must fight to survive while struggling to control the dangerous power awakening within her, one that could either save her or destroy everything she has left. Love, guilt and redemption collided as soon as Isabella’s child was taken and her husband realizes the consequences of his action. Isabella is burdened by the decision to either forgive the man who shattered her or the monstrosity that is feared by many will be the key to survival. Isabella howls, hesitant between the thin line of survival and the monster within. As trauma dominates every decision and blood hinders alliances, there is one question that whispered in every wolf’s cry: How long can love surpass the pain?
Princess_Khyle_Baa · 1.2k Views

THE ALPHA WHO REJECTED THE MOON

"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.
alabasuru · 5.2k Views

The Moon Chose Her Last : When Fate Breaks, Gods Are Born

"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.
justdrive2024 · 4.5k Views

The Pack’s Reject

Violet Crowe has spent her entire life being unwanted. Hated by her family, locked away in a basement, and forced to swallow herbs that suppress her wolf, she reaches twenty without ever knowing what it feels like to be a werewolf. Things can’t possibly get worse until she accidentally crashes the annual mating ceremony and discovers she’s mated to the Lycan Kings. All three of them. Corvin, Caleb, and Cassius are the youngest kings in history. They’re newly crowned, already irritated with fate, and deeply unimpressed by the wolfless girl the Moon Goddess chose for them. They want the bond broken. Violet just wants to survive. Unfortunately, the Moon Goddess seems to have other plans. As Violet’s wolf begins to surface, unsettling truths about her existence come to light and more people want her gone. Trapped in a kingdom that doesn’t want her and bound to three kings who claim they hate her yet keep ending up in her bed, she quickly learns one thing: Being rejected is far more dangerous when destiny refuses to let you go. ~~~~~~~~~ This story contains: – a Moon Goddess who refuses to explain herself and will not be taking questions – three Lycan Kings who are tyrants by day and emotionally unavailable by night – control issues – very selective self-awareness – a heroine who is exhausted, confused, and absolutely did not apply for this life – rejection that turns into obsession when it doesn’t work – politics, violence, and people who should not be in power – accidental bed-sharing that no one wants to explain in the morning – fate with no refund policy and no customer support. WARNINGS: R18: Smut (lots of it), dark themes, murder, emotionally stunted sociopaths, morally black kings who insist everyone call them green flags, rejection-to-obsession romance, wolf politics, manipulation, betrayal, accidental bed-sharing, involuntary growling, obsessive freckle-counting, and a female lead who did not sign up for any of this. A spicy reverse-harem fantasy romance where the only sane one is the Moon Goddess (occasionally) and the only thing more dangerous than the spice is the obsession. Proceed with caution. Everyone involved is unwell.
Author_Danny · 430 Views