rejected

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.

This is a story about what happens when a girl who lost everything decides to take it all back and has to figure out if justice is worth losing herself completely. It's about betrayal, revenge, and the terrifying question: can you fight monsters without becoming one?

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

She was his dead brother's mate. By tradition, she now belonged to him. It was an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. All she had to do was be his breeder, part her legs and bear him sons. But Prince Ruin was cruel. And every day was a rejection from Ruin, a constant humiliation ritual to remind her once more that she was nothing but a warm c*nt and a womb to bear his children. One day, after a betrayal too jarring to bear, Guinevere Laurent decided she'd had enough. She abandoned her duties as Princess and fled from her mad groom under a different identity, with a secret she hoped no one else would discover. Only to get run over by a popular billionaire Alpha, Draven, who had been in town for a visit. Five years later, Guinevere is a stable business owner and engaged to Alpha Draven who treats her like she is his world. But Ruin won't have it that his bride got away from him. When he finally finds Guinevere after five long years of searching, it is at the wedding altar, about to be bound to another man, and with a little boy with fangs, calling her "Mom." And Ruin does the only thing that seems right in his books. He abducts his runaway breeder from her wedding. "Forgive me, Vi," he says. I tilt my head. "Get on your knees." He sinks to his knees, gazing up at me with hooded eyes as I strut over to where he kneels. I delve my fingers into his hair and push him down to my heels. "Kiss my feet." His head lowers, but instead, he grips my calves and brings his lips between my legs. "How about I kiss you here instead?" His mouth brushes against my heat. "Will you forgive me then?" Warning: The male lead is both the villain and the hero. There will be other men you ship with the female lead out of fear for her life and mental health. But Ruin is a constant you must get used to. Because he's always there. Ruin is essential in the way Chaos is, and if there is one thing I promise you, it is that you will come to crave him, too. Because normal is boring. This is a dark, erotic romance. Open it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now that you've decided to ignore my warning, please, by all means, enjoy.

At Starlight Valley High, Casey believed her world was steady, anchored by familiar faces and unspoken promises. Jack had always been one of those constants—until his distance crept in quietly, turning warmth into tension and certainty into doubt. What once felt safe now feels fragile, as if something important is slipping through her fingers. In the space left behind, Edward steps closer—not loudly, not deliberately, but in ways that matter. He notices when she goes silent, stands beside her when things begin to fall apart, and offers comfort without asking for anything in return. Torn between the pain of what’s breaking and the pull of something she never meant to feel, Casey finds herself at the edge of a choice that could change everything.

Mara, a low-ranked omega, has just turned eighteen. During the pack’s mate ceremony, she discovers that her fated mate is Lucien, the future Alpha of the Red Moon Pack. Instead of accepting her, Lucien publicly rejects and humiliates her. To him, an omega is weak, disposable, and unworthy of becoming Luna. Banished from her pack and thrown into the deadly Dark Forest filled with monsters, rogue wolves, and ancient beasts, Mara is expected to die. Instead, she awakens the Omega Survival System. A mysterious, living interface appears before her and gives her the first mission: — Survive seven days in the Dark Forest. Forced to fight creatures that should have killed her, Mara begins to grow stronger. Along the way, she encounters a mysterious man the System marks as extremely dangerous. He saves her once and vanishes… but their fates are already tied together. Before the mission ends, Mara is marked by an unknown entity that begins to hunt her. After surviving the seven days, the System transports her near another pack, where she meets Alpha Liam, her first mate. Mara struggles to accept the bond, until the marked beast attacks the pack and Liam is severely injured protecting her. Only then does she realize something terrifying and beautiful at the same time— She is starting to fall for him. This is where everything truly begins. Her emotions awaken. Her strength increases. And love becomes something she can no longer run from. As Mara continues to evolve, she unlocks new abilities and slowly uncovers the truth: She does not have just one mate... The rejected omega was never weak. The System did not choose her by accident. Mara is the key to something ancient and dangerous—desired by gods, feared by beasts, and hunted by Alphas. A cursed mark stalks her, her power keeps rising, and the truth behind her identity threatens to destroy entire packs. more than one mate. One System. One girl everyone underestimated. Will Mara discover who she truly is? Will she take revenge on the Alpha who rejected her? Or will the truth behind the System break her before she is ready to claim it?

MATURE CONTENT (Not suitable for readers under the age 18)

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. She opened her eyes in his body, strong, powerful, respected. He woke 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.

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.

Chosen by prophecy at 10, Kael became the Hero who defeated the Demon King and saved the world. His name was carved into history, his sacrifice praised by kingdoms, and his death mourned by millions. But Kael did not die. When he awakens years later, his body is broken, his mana nearly gone, and the life he once knew already buried. Declared dead to protect him from a world that would exploit him again, Kael is forced into a quiet existence far from the glory and cruelty of heroism. He wants no throne, no worship, no destiny—only peace. Yet the past refuses to stay silent. As forbidden magic resurfaces, old curses awaken, and the consequences of the prophecy begin to unravel, Kael is slowly drawn back toward a fate he desperately wishes to escape. Haunted by guilt, trauma, and the weight of lives saved and lost, he must confront the truth he has long denied: Victory does not end a war—it only changes the battlefield. Unmade Hero is a dark fantasy about life after salvation, the cost of being chosen, and a man who must decide whether he can exist without being the world’s hero.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

“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.

"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.