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Lyra was born with the Shadow Curse—a "defect" that left her wolfless and called omega trash by the powerful Blackwood Pack. Ronan Blackwood, her fated Alpha mate and decorated Special Forces operator, publically rejected her on the night of his coronation, casting her out with nothing but the child growing in her belly. Five years later, she returns as the Shadow Wolf—a legend whispered in fear across supernatural regions. An invincible mercenary who moves through darkness itself, she's back for one reason: her son Kai is dying, his body tearing apart from an unstable curse. Only the Moonshadow Stone, hidden in a vault Ronan's father once guarded, can save him. But nothing is as it seems. The item isn't what she thinks. Her curse wasn't an accident. And Ronan's rejection? It may have saved her life. Now three men offer her three futures: Ronan, broken and begging for forgiveness; Silas, the cunning pack lawyer giving her legal dominion over everything she was denied; and Jax, the rogue who wants to steal her away from this world entirely. But as buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Lyra will learn that the greatest threat isn't her enemies—it's the truth about what she really is. And that fact will either save the supernatural world or burn it to ash.

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

Betrayed by her family and lover, Lina Gray was sacrificed in her past life—imprisoned, humiliated, and left for dead. Reborn with icy clarity, she returns to claim revenge. One by one, the hypocritical sister and the cruel man who destroyed her will kneel before her. By her side is Adrian Black, the untouchable head of Crowe Consortium, feared by all and rumoured to be blind. But he is Lina’s shield, and together, they are unstoppable. The world laughed at Lina, calling her timid. But she proves them all wrong—powerful, cunning, and unstoppable.

Asher Graham has a secret he must protect, if he was to keep his Omega mother safe. All his life, he never truly belonged anywhere because they were always on the run. But when Asher figured out a way to stay alive, he took it, even if it meant enrolling into the deadly werewolf Academy, Stone Claw Academy, where cold, and ruthless Alphas were trained. His secret would have been safe if he hadn’t gone ahead and pissed off Stone Claw Academy’s resident bad boy and bully, Alpha Reed Jackson. Asher took what belonged to the devil and called his bluff, now he had to pay for it with the title he has fought to keep or his life. When Alpha Reed gained the upperhand and found out his secret, Asher had to dance to his tune by being his playtoy or lose everything including his life. The past came knocking soon enough, and now Asher has to choose between getting a clean slate or being with the man who had done nothing but torment him and make his deepest, darkest desires come true. Will Asher choose Reed over everything or risk what they have to get everything he has always wanted?

(Dark Mafia Romance | Explicit Tension | Enemies to Lovers | Possessive | Revenge, Secrets, & Redemption | Spicy 18+ Adult) She was sold like property. He bought her like a sin. When Anaya Brooks is betrayed, ruined, and auctioned to the underworld, she expects chains and pain. What she gets instead is Lucien Moretti, a mafia king who rules with blood on his hands and control in his veins. He doesn't touch her. That's the cruelest part. Lucien watches her eat. Sleep. Breathe. His restraint is deliberate. His gaze is not. Every order is a test. Every silence is charged. Every step she takes closer to him feels like standing on the edge of something dark and inevitable. She learns quickly: Lucien doesn't need to touch her to own her. And when he finally does, it's slow. It's controlled. It's devastating. She lets him believe she's obedient. She lets him think she's breaking for him. All while hiding the truth that could get her killed. Anaya didn't come to his underworld to be claimed. She came for revenge. But desire complicates everything. The way his hands pin her without force. The way his voice drops when he wants her to behave. The way he looks at her like she's already his undoing. Lucien doesn't forgive betrayal. And when he learns she's been lying to him from the beginning. He won't just break her heart. He'll destroy everything she touches. Including himself! ~ Please Support My Work with a Coffee: https://buymeacoffee.com/avi22nash

For seven years, Mira Ashford believed love could conquer fate itself. She married Damon Blackthorn, Alpha of the Silvercrest Pack, determined to melt the ice around his heart. She endured his coldness, risked her life saving him from a silver-poisoned ambush, and gave him a son she thought would finally bind them together. Then she discovered the truth in the cruelest way possible: Damon tangled with his mistress Selene in their marital bed, the room thick with mating pheromones. Worse, her five-year-old son Kai—the child she'd carried through a nightmare pregnancy—ran to Selene calling her "Mommy." What Mira doesn't know: Kai isn't her biological son. On the night she gave birth, her real daughter was stolen and replaced with Selene's son as part of a decade-long conspiracy. Damon has known for years. Selene is his true fated mate, and Mira was nothing but a convenient womb and free nanny. When Mira's wolf suddenly awakens after years of dormancy, she discovers she's not the weak Omega everyone believed. She's a Bloodmoon Wolf—an ancient bloodline thought extinct, capable of breaking and forming mate bonds at will. The same power that makes her the greatest threat to every Alpha's control. Now the cold husband who ignored her for seven years will burn the world down to get her back. But Mira has found new allies: Caius Thornfield, the rival Alpha who's wanted her since before Damon's betrayal, and the daughter she thought was dead. Damon should have cherished her when he had the chance. Because a Bloodmoon Wolf's vengeance is eternal, and Mira is done being anyone's doormat.

Rejected by her fated mate in front of the entire pack, she is stripped of dignity, hope, and the future she believed was hers. The bond snaps into place—and is shattered just as cruelly, leaving her marked as weak, unwanted, and unworthy in the eyes of her own kind. The boy who once promised to choose her, even without fate, turns his back and announces another woman as his bride, sealing her humiliation beneath the Moon’s witness. Just when her heart can no longer endure the pain, fate shifts. A dangerous presence descends upon the pack, forcing even Alphas to bow. The ruthless Lycan King steps forward—cold, powerful, and feared across all territories. With a single claim, he changes everything. She is his mate. His queen. His fate. But he is also the man responsible for her deepest wound. He is the king who ordered her parents’ execution. Dragged into the Lycan Kingdom, bound to the man she hates, she is pulled into a world ruled by blood, ancient laws, and secrets buried for generations. As her powers awaken, so does a truth far more devastating than she ever imagined. Her parents did not die as traitors—they died protecting her. A hidden prophecy whispers her name, foretelling a queen born to rise after rejection, destined to either destroy the Lycan King… or rule beside him. Haunted by guilt and bound by fate, the Lycan King is a man forged by duty and regret. He followed the law, believing he was saving his realm, never knowing the child whose life he spared would return as his second-chance mate. Every step closer to her burns with desire, remorse, and a love he believes he does not deserve. Caught between vengeance and destiny, hatred and an undeniable bond, she must decide who she will become. Will she tear down the king who broke her world… or claim the crown and rise beside him as the Lycan Queen fate chose for her twice? In a world where love is written in blood and bonds are sealed by the Moon, this is a story of rejection, redemption, and a romance powerful enough to reshape fate itself.

Ten years ago, under heavy rain, he knelt and hopelessly begged her not to break up with him. At that time, Ranee felt that his love was like a piece of home decor—beautiful, but functional only for sitting on a shelf. Believing that love alone cannot sustain life, she chose to marry a wealthier man who entered her life. Her new husband had everything: appearance, wealth, career, and honor. However, after a few years of marriage, her honeymoon phase ended abruptly. She caught her "good husband" secretly supporting his private secretary as a mistress. Coinciding with this betrayal, the family business reached a dead end. With no choice, she accepted a pressured offer from her husband, who used their child as a hostage to force her compliance. This marked the beginning of her nightmare. The investor who came to buy Teeradeth's business—including Ranee herself—was the very ex-boyfriend she had dumped ten years ago. Forced to become his mistress to pay off the debt, Ranee must now face him. Thada Sub-osot has brought all his pent-up resentment to confront her... in this cruel love story of a man once left behind

Just a heads up: this story is set in an ancient world, but the characters might occasionally sound a bit more modern. I wanted to keep it lively and relatable, so don’t be surprised if you catch some phrases or expressions that feel like they belong in today’s world! ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** She was nothing. He was everything. Azura Moryn lived in the shadows of the Crescent Moon Pack, rankless, orphaned, invisible. Rhydor Drakemire stood at its center, Alpha, commander, untouchable. When fate made them mates, he rejected her without hesitation. But the bond didn't break. It became a curse. An ancient magic buried in forbidden ground awakened the moment he spoke the words of rejection. Golden light erupted. Pain consumed them both. And when they woke, their souls had switched. Now, they are prisoners in each other's skin, swapping bodies without warning or pattern. She opens her eyes in his, strong, powerful, respected. He wakes in hers, weak, scorned, forgotten. Trapped in each other's lives, they're forced to see the truth. The crushing weight of his responsibilities. The quiet strength of her survival. The person neither wanted to understand. But there's no time for understanding. A ruthless Alpha King is tearing through the territories, claiming Lunas and draining their power in his obsessive hunt for immortality. Whispers of an ancient prophecy grow louder, only a female Alpha can stop him. A power everyone thought was extinct. As betrayal brews within the pack and enemies close in from all sides, Azura begins to discover something impossible. She's not as powerless as everyone believed. And Rhydor realizes too late that the mate he rejected might be the only one who can save him, and everyone he's sworn to protect. In a world where strength is measured in blood and loyalty is everything, two souls bound by fate and separated by pride must make a choice: Fight together and risk everything. Or fall apart and lose it all.

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.

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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.

High school sweethearts find themselves face to face once again after forever. This time, one has a girlfriend who is busy getting some side sex and the other feels deceived, considering the fact that his ex is now a 'straight' guy who is actively ignoring him. For Trevon, getting over Eli had been the single most difficult thing he had ever had to do and when he had finally managed to achieve some form of normalcy in his life, Eli waltzes back in like he had never left before. But Trevon is not about to let Eli ruin him again that easily. It didn't matter what he had to do....one thing was as clear as his future, he would make Elisha writhe under him once again as he rode his senses into oblivion.

Content Warning: This story includes mature themes, emotional distress, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised. I'm a new poet, this is my first ever book. I think poetry is about feeling and expressing emotion through writing, I wanted to try it for the first time, without further ado, let's get into it. All Rights Reserved

The Luna’s Eclipse: Reborn as the Primal Alpha “I rejected a girl… and awakened a Goddess. And Goddesses do not forgive.” Aria was born to rule but the world branded her a failure. Daughter of the High Alpha. Fated mate of Logan Blackwood, the future Alpha King. On the night of her Awakening, the wolf she was promised never came. Before the entire pack, Aria is declared wolf-less. Rejected by her mate. Stripped of her name. Exiled into the frozen Wastes to die. But when the mate bond snaps, it doesn’t break. It awakens. Aria is not an Omega. She is the first Primal White Wolf to walk the earth in ten thousand years the progenitor of all Alphas, a being of silver fire, divine authority, and absolute dominance. Pulled from the mud by Gabriel the legendary Black Alpha and King of Rogues Aria’s rebirth begins. Gabriel doesn’t want a fragile mate to protect. He wants a weapon. One powerful enough to shatter the corrupt Council that cursed him and rules the packs through fear. As Aria learns to command her Primal aura, a terrifying truth emerges: she is one of four ancient bloodlines destined to reshape the world itself. And she is no longer running. Back in the Silver Moon Pack, Logan realizes his fatal mistake. The girl he discarded now haunts his shadows. The mate bond he severed is killing him from the inside out. Desperate and decaying, Logan races to find the remaining Primals before Aria claims them first. With Sun-Breaker assassins unleashed, ancient curses stirring, and the old world trembling, Aria must choose: Will she reclaim the throne that betrayed her…or will she burn the entire pack system to the ground and forge a new world where Alphas kneel and Gods rule?

“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.

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.

To be rejected by her childhood sweetheart, her best friend and claimed by her parents' murderer. Nova Silvercrest survived three failed awakenings, was publicly humiliated and betrayed by her childhood friend--all in one night. Then the Lycan King stepped out of the shadows and took her as his fated mate, breaking everything she thought she knew about herself. Turns out being "wolfless” was a lie, and that her parents' deaths wasn’t a random outcome of the war. And the bond burning between her and the fierce Lycan King may be the only real thing in this life where lies are built trap by trap. But how do you tell who to trust in this world, where mate bonds can be faked, and power comes at a price in blood?

Julian, a 21-year-old artist known only in obscure creative circles, has a rare and unsettling gift: he sees through people. He doesn’t paint what they want to be seen—he paints what they are. When he is selected for a secret, private commission to paint Adrian Vaughn, the city’s most feared and reclusive billionaire, Julian knows this is more than an opportunity. It is an obsession waiting to happen. Adrian Vaughn has spent his life perfecting control. He rules an empire from a glass penthouse designed to keep the world at a distance. People are assets. Emotions are weaknesses. Julian, to him, is nothing more than a tool—an artist to be tested, dominated, and eventually discarded. Adrian subjects Julian to subtle humiliations and psychological games, expecting fear, defiance, or collapse. Instead, Julian submits. He accepts every cruelty with quiet devotion, every test with unsettling grace. Where others resist Adrian’s dominance, Julian welcomes it. He sees the loneliness beneath Adrian’s control, the vulnerability beneath the ice, and calls it beautiful. His worship unsettles Adrian far more than rebellion ever could. As days blur into nights within the penthouse, the boundaries between artist and subject erode. Power turns intimate. Control turns possessive. Their connection ignites into a dangerous, obsessive affair where dominance and surrender intertwine. Adrian claims Julian’s body, convinced he still holds the upper hand. But he is wrong. Julian claims Adrian’s soul. Terrified by how deeply he has surrendered, Adrian retreats. The morning after their most vulnerable night, he reasserts control in the cruelest way possible—discarding Julian, dismissing their connection as a mistake. Adrian believes he has won, restoring his carefully built emotional walls. Julian leaves without protest. What Adrian doesn’t understand is that for an artist like Julian, rejection is not an ending—it is inspiration. Armed with everything Adrian tried to hide, Julian paints the portrait of his life: a masterpiece so raw and devastating it exposes the truth behind the empire. When the painting is unveiled, Adrian’s world begins to fracture. His reputation, his power, and his sense of control unravel as the city finally sees the man beneath the mask. The artist he tried to break has turned him into a legacy he can never escape. The Cost of Control is a dark, obsessive romance about power, vulnerability, and the devastating price of refusing to surrender to love.