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I let out a bitter laugh. “It’s ironic, isn’t it? You spent years making my life a living hell, and now you look at me like I’m the very air you breathe.” Lennox’s face fell. “Olivia, it wasn’t supposed to be like this—” I cut him off, my eyes blazing with anger. “Oh, but it was. You wanted me broken. You wanted me to suffer. And I did.” I paused, my voice trembling. “But not anymore.” Louis, who had been silent, spoke softly. “Olivia, we—” I shook my head and took a step back, putting distance between us. “No. Whatever you think you feel, it doesn’t matter. It’s too late. You had a choice. And every single time, you chose her. Over and over again, you chose Anita.” Levi shook his head. “We were wrong.” I met their gazes. “Yes, you were. And now, you’ll have to live with it.” With that, I turned away, refusing to let them see the tears burning in my eyes. •••••••• Olivia Parker was once the cherished daughter of a respected Gamma—until betrayal shattered her world. Branded the daughter of a traitor, she was stripped of her title, her dignity, and the life she had known, forced to serve as an Omega among those who once respected her. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. On the night of the mating ceremony, Olivia discovered the cruelest twist of all—she wasn’t fated to just one mate, but three. And not just any three. Alpha Lennox, Alpha Louis, and Alpha Levi—the ruthless triplet Alphas who had spent years tormenting her. Bound to a marriage they never wanted, the triplets made her life a waking nightmare. They paraded their lover, Anita, before her, ensuring she never forgot her place, never forgot that they would never want her. But fate has a way of playing its own game. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the triplets begin to see Olivia for who she truly is—not just a Luna in title, but the woman they never realized they needed. Only now, she’s done waiting.

Paradise. A place I’d only heard whispered about in stories too bright, too perfect, too impossible to be real. Yet running for my life through the Forest Packs dragged me straight into the arms of the one place I never believed existed: Novaterra Pack. The paradise of shifters. The kingdom that rivaled human nations. The home of the Alpha King himself. And somehow… they accepted me. A runaway. A branded traitor. A boy with no pack number, no family, and a past wrapped in blood. I told myself I was here temporarily. Just until they figured out who I really was and tossed me to the wolves like I deserved. But then I saw him. The man with the red eyes. Kastiel Novaterra. The Alpha King who built paradise with his bare hands. The one man I should never look at, never want, never crave. His presence terrifies me. His gaze burns through my lies. And his scent makes my knees weak in ways I never believed were real. Falling in love is the last thing I should be doing in a place that isn’t meant to be my home. But the more I try to run from him… the more Paradise itself pulls me in. And Kastiel. Kastiel never lets go of what’s his.

In the courtroom,heavy silence reigned,even a pin drop would be hear as everyone tried to process what they just heard. "A marriage proposal?" Isabelle says,her voice low,daring the man standing before her to repeat himself "Yes milady" The man affirms without flinching,unfazed by the threat in her voice. Though he was impressed. His answer seemed to not have helped matters as a wave of murmur followed as the ministers whispered to each other,some of them visibly showing their outrage on the face. "How dare...?"Felix starts taking a step forward but is immediately stopped by Isabelle's raised hand. Isabelle sits up,the silver white veil that covered half her face didn't mask her commanding aura at all, straightening her back,the sleeves of her gown shift with her translucent champagne-gold fabric, draped like a royal mantle, edges threaded with fine gold embroidery shaped like anvil-forged vines. The bodice beneath is a structured steel-boned corset overlaid with gold leaf patterns, glinting softly like polished metal, cinched tightly at the waist before flowing into sheer layered skirts split by a forward slit, framed in subtle metallic details. At her neck rests a pendant of pearls and clear gemstones set in forged gold, sitting like armor shaped for a queen. A crown-tiara of interlocking blade-like points holds her ginger waves in place, and at her feet, gold-strapped sandals with delicate ankle filigree ground her firmly, a ruler who embodies beauty, war, and law in equal measure. Her blue grey eyes hardened as her eyes showed a smile which was not a smile. "Leave my courtroom" she says cauing the entire room to go dead silent. "What!?" Declan Moore couldn't believe his ears "If you're going to stand in my courtroom,right beneath my throne,in my kingdom and yet you can't address me properly,leave my courtroom NOW" Isabelle says word by word looking him dead in the eye

In a fractured world where werewolves, vampires, and humans clash, two apex beings—Elara and Kael—share a tether that is both their greatest weapon and deadliest vulnerability. As the darkness rises in the form of Veylthor, a sentient, ever-evolving abomination, the valley becomes a battlefield of molten chaos, where reality bends and survival hangs by a thread. Each battle pushes Elara and Kael to the brink, forcing them to fuse instinct, mastery, and tether energy into an unstoppable storm. But with every surge, the tether threatens to fracture permanently. In this dark, fast-paced fantasy of heavy suspense, unpredictable twists, and forbidden romance, the line between love, survival, and annihilation blurs, leaving no one unscarred.

"A villainess script? Please, I was born to be the Main Character."　 　Charlotte, an elite hacker, accidentally triggers a transcendent [Otome System] and is thrust into the multiverse. Her role? The notorious villainess, the cannon fodder destined for a gory end. 　　The system's directive is simple: Make every male lead fall hopelessly in love with her and dismantle the original protagonist. 　　From a framed idol trainee to a disgraced werewolf outcast, she uses her genius intellect and lethal charm to hard-hack the plot of every world she enters. 　　"I’m going to flip the script and change the ending." 　　Whether it's the cold, repressed CEO, the fiery younger idol, the obsessive Werewolf King, or the two-faced screen legend — they all lose their minds for her. 　　(The obsessive CEO): "Don't you dare look at anyone else. You are the only one I see!" 　　(The Alpha King): "You can't flee my territory. Your blood? It belongs to me." 　　Just as the male leads' affection levels max out, the system demands a final choice. Will she… AUTHOR'S NOTE Daily Drops: 9 AM & 9 PM (UTC+8) The Promise: 16 Immersive Worlds | Exclusive Bonus Chapters for EVERY Male Lead! Join Charlotte and let the heart-hunting begin! ************************************ Title: Quick update on the schedule! Hi everyone! First of all, a huge thank you for all the love you've shown Charlotte’s journey! To make sure the story is synced up across all platforms and everyone’s on the same chapter, I’m going to tweak the update schedule for a short while. The Temporary Plan: Starting today, I’ll be posting once a day at 9:00 PM (UTC+8). This is just a quick fix while I get the other platforms caught up. As soon as everything is back in sync, I’ll jump straight back to our original double-update routine: 9:00 AM & 9:00 PM (UTC+8) Thanks so much for your patience while I expand our Villainess's empire! Stay tuned—the revenge is only just beginning. Warmly, [Joew]

In a world where supernatural creatures are forced to hide behind the scenes, they are forced to stay in the darkness, never revealing themselves to the light of the world. But what if the world itself changed? A world where such creatures didn’t have to hide; instead, they reigned supreme. That is the world Liam Lycann has been thrust into. And as a fellow supernatural creature himself, he is forced out of the darkness and into the light. In a world where monsters rained from the sky, changing the social hierarchy of the world, Liam must survive this apocalypse. He must begin his journey to level up. But can the creature that ascends this new world to be the strongest possibly be a werewolf? Goals: 25 Powerstones = 1 extra chap per week 50 Powerstones = 3 extra chap per week 100 powerstones = 5 extra chap per week Cover made by Shyrlo Join the server: https://discord.gg/23mWAh2ZjS

Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.

“When the wolves fall silent, the world is swallowed by darkness. But when a hybrid awakens, chains are shattered.” Eighteen years ago, the Wolf Pack knelt before the Witch Queen. From that day on, the wolves silenced the savage spirits within them. They became shadows—soulless creatures forced to bleed in arenas for the amusement of witches and nobles. Soren is an aging warrior who has survived those blood-soaked arenas. But his greatest battle is not fought on the sand. It waits for him at home. Hidden deep within the forest lies his secret—his miracle. His silver-haired, honey-eyed daughter, Fauna. Fauna was found in the woods on a night everyone else called a curse. Her family tried to protect her from everything. But she could never silence the whispers in her mind. Because Fauna is not just a wolf. She understands the witches’ ancient language. She bends the wind at her fingertips. And she hears the screams of thousands of souls trapped inside the arena stones. When a silver whip cracked through the air during her father’s final match, when death reached for Soren— Fauna chose to stop hiding. That night, the world fell into darkness. That night, the souls imprisoned in stone cried out for freedom. And that night, the Arena Master once again smelled the scent of spring he had never been able to forget. Who is Fauna? The witches’ worst nightmare? Or the wolves’ long-forgotten vengeance? When darkness descends, there is only one thing you can trust: the savage hunger you can no longer silence within yourself.

Iris Snow was an unshifted omega in the Bloodmoon Pack, a weak outcast with no wolf of her own. Her fate was sealed the moment she was born—destined to be rejected by her Alpha mate, Lorcan Bloodhowl, a powerful Lycan who would never accept someone so fragile as his Luna. Instead, Lorcan was bound to Ember Valehart, the fierce Alpha of the Ember Howl Kin. Exiled and abandoned, Iris became a rogue, prey to any werewolf who dared to hunt her. But fate had other plans. Taken in by a powerful vampire, Iris learns she’s not as powerless as she thought. She is one of the rare few who can wield the Arcane—a force that sets her apart from her kind. Thrown into the dangerous world inside the Covens of Midnight, an elite school for Arcane users, Iris must master her newfound powers, confront powerful rivals, and uncover the secrets of her past while navigating the matters of the heart. || WARNING! || NO HAREM. NO REVERSE HAREM. NO NTR. R+18 R+18, Mature, Smut, Romance, Vampire, Werewolf, Nonhuman, ColdML, SweetFL, Magic, Supernatural, Mystery, Dark Gothic

They once called her daughter. Adopted into the Falcon pack as a baby, Andria knew only love until the day her adoptive mother gave birth to a "real" daughter. Overnight, affection turned into neglect, and her sister Lena made sure lies poisoned the last shred of love left for Andria. Framed, humiliated, and punished for countless sins she never committed, Andria finally walks away. Changing her identity to Aria Wolfsburn, she hides her past and the truth of what she is: a vampire raised by wolves. At Moonstone Academy, an elite werewolf school, she thought she could just… disappear. Upon arriving at the academy, she encounters the three powerful, arrogant Alpha Successors, all sons of the kingdom's stronghold families, and her vengeful ex. As if that was not enough, on the night of her 18th birthday, she was shocked to discover she wasn’t just a vampire, but also a werewolf… a hybrid. Meeting them after that, an irresistible bond forms between her and the Successors, including her ex, revealing all four of them as her fated mates. And fate isn’t done with her yet. After bonding with her ex and the three Successors as her fated mates, chaos erupts when the king himself handpicks her for a marriage alliance… making him the fifth Alpha drawn to her. Now caught between fate, duty, and dangerous desire, Aria must make a choice… Will claiming her power mean choosing one of them… or losing them all?. You can chat me on discord @refulgent26_32700

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

The Old World disappeared in flames. Several nations have risen from the ashes. The Reclamation Army is one of them. Led by the Dynast, its armies invade neighboring lands, bringing ironclad order where chaos once reigned. It is a time of chaos, a time when the strongest New Breeds roam the planet, personally joining the battles without fear or concern for the destruction they may cause. Warlord Janine is a recently promoted officer serving the Blessed Mother. Worried about what might happen if she lets her anger rule her again, Janine holds back and often fights without the fury that the Wolf Tribe is known for. But when a mission to rebuild the Third Army escalates into a full-scale invasion, and the lives of her soldiers and her family are jeopardized, Janine may snap. And there will be hell to pay for anyone who stands in her way.

#Romance #Fantasy #Romantasy #Werewolf #Action #Adventure #Revenge #Betrayal #CEO #Business #FemaleLead #WomenEmpowerment Eleanor Whitmore, the second daughter of the prestigious Whitmore family, was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. Wealth and social status followed her throughout her life. She had a caring mother and a protective sister... or so she believed. But one day, her perfect world shattered like fragile glass. Just when she thought life couldn’t get any worse, she had no idea the worst was yet to come. After a series of shocking events left her with nowhere to hide, she chose to fight back against those who had conspired against her. Tormented, tortured, and nearly killed, she eventually found herself carrying an unwanted child. In that moment, she made a choice... she would become a mother. And so, a single mother embarked on a long and arduous journey to seek justice... not only for herself, but for her child.

This book is dedicated to the loving memory of my late father, Mr. P. Gunasekaran. I believe he would be proud of me as this book reaches the hearts of people. Believe in yourself. Never give up. Madhu Krishnan has always trusted her instincts—until one night, they lead her straight into danger. When a rogue wolf appears in the heart of New York, fear follows. But Madhu senses something no one else can: the beast is calling her name. As secrets unravel and ancient magic awakens, Madhu must decide how far she’s willing to go to save a man trapped between worlds. Because loving him may cost her everything—and walking away may destroy them both. When everyone else saw a monster, Madhu saw the man she was destined to protect. As a violent wolf threatens to tear everything apart, a gifted witch steps forward—guided not by fear, but by an unbreakable pull of the heart. In a world where magic is hidden and beasts are hunted, Madhu must choose between survival and love. Because some bonds are recognized not by sight or reason, but by the soul—and once awakened, they demand everything.

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

Isobel is an Omega who is mistreated and bullied in her pack and school, one day, she decides to work in a party to earn money. It is during the party, that she meets the most good looking man she has ever seen, and she ends up having a one night stand with him, losing her virginity. However, her life is turned upside down when she finds out that the stranger she had a one night stand with, is not only the godson of her stepmother, the woman her father married, who makes her life hell. But he is also the Alpha King... The Alpha of all Alphas who is known for his ruthlessness and brutality, who has everybody trembling at the mention of his name, Mason Gray. Will Isobel choose the safe side and fight her feelings for the Alpha King or will those feelings take over and overwhelm her? What will happen when she finds herself in the middle of a dangerous power struggle and secrets that has been buried for decades starts to surface?

_Mia stood in front of the cramped mirror, the dim apartment lights catching the awkward angles of her face. Twenty-eight today. No parties planned, just the quiet hum of her small studio, and the creeping feeling that something was off._ ‎ ‎_She'd spent the morning sketching, as she often did when unsure what else to do. Swirls of dark lines, like twisted vines, filled the pages. No clear shape, just a mood. The shadows in her corners seemed to deepen as the clock inched toward midnight. Her phone buzzed—a text from her best friend, Leah._ ‎ ‎_"Happy birthday, M! Drinks at The Annex later? Hit 8?"_ ‎ ‎_Mia smiled weakly, fingers hovering over a reply. She didn't feel like celebrating. Not when the weirdness had started a week ago—objects moving on their own, whispers in the wind, like the apartment itself was watching. And then there was Mr. Elian's comment in history class yesterday._ ‎ ‎_"Some powers don't wait for permission, Mia," he'd said, eyes locking hers with a hint of something unsaid._ ‎ ‎_The clock struck midnight. The lights flickered. A chill crawled up her spine. _This is it_, a voice in her head whispered. The shadows pooled into shapes, swirling like smoke. A low hum filled the air._ ‎ ‎_And then, the knock. Three sharp raps. No one knew she was here._ ‎ ‎_Mia froze, breath caught. Who? The Annex was hours away. No one came to her door at midnight._ ‎ ‎_The knock came again, insistent. She didn't move. A shiver ran through her, like the air thinned. Suddenly, her phone buzzed again—Leah._ ‎ ‎_"Mia, something's wrong. The others… they're gone. Get out."_ ‎ ‎_A jolt. _The others_. Leah, Jake, Sam. Her friends. Gone?_ ‎ ‎_Mia's heart pounded. The knock turned into a pound. She backed away, eyes on the door, as the shadows began to twist into something alive…_ _Mia didn't wait. She grabbed her keys, phone, and the sketchbook with its twisted vines, and slipped out the back door. The narrow College Hill alleys seemed to narrow further, shadows chasing her steps. She dialed Leah's number—no answer. The Annex, a block away, felt too exposed._ ‎ ‎_She cut through a side street, glancing up at the sky. A sliver of moon hung low, like a warning. The hum from her apartment grew fainter, but the sense of pursuit didn't. Avoid the trees, Leah had said. Why?_ ‎ ‎_Mia veered toward the river, thinking of the bright lights of downtown. Maybe find safety in a crowd. As she hit the riverside path, footsteps echoed behind—light, deliberate. Not hers. She didn't look back._ ‎ ‎_A figure emerged from the fog over the water. Tall, hooded, eyes gleaming faintly. Mia spun to run, but a hand closed around her arm._ ‎ ‎_"You're not alone, Mia," a low voice said. "Elian sent me."_ ‎ ‎_Mia jerked free, heart racing. "Who are you?"_ ‎ ‎The scene ends with: ‎- A mysterious ally (possibly connected to Mr. Elian) appearing, raising questions about trust. ‎- Mia's fear and confusion amplifying. ‎- A hint that the hunt is closing in, and she needs choices. ‎ what awaits Mia and her unknown destiny who will be by her side as the One she loves and hold dearly are dead watch know to know what happened

“There’s no where to run, doc,” he said with an evil grin. His face lit up for a moment during a flash of lightning outside through the thin curtains. For a moment, his eyes seemed almost predatory. “W-who are you?” I stuttered. He didn’t answer. He kept coming. ‘Stay away from me!’ I gasped, as my back thumped against the wall so forcefully it winded me. “Oh, I won’t be able to stay away from you,” he murmured, leaning closer. “Until I get what I want, at least.” “And what do you want?” I asked, fear and fury coiling in my chest. “Where are my parents? Where is my sister?” A smile crossed his lips that didn’t reach his eyes. “You don’t have the luxury to ask questions, Enora. “How do you know my name?” “Don’t come any closer, or I’ll do —” “Or else what?”