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Defy The Alpha(s)

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all.
Glimmy · 4.9m Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 261.3k Views

The Lunar Curse: A Second Chance With Alpha Draven

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.
Paschalinelily · 2.2m Views

THE KING’s SLAVE BRIDE

In a world where Lycans have placed themselves above every other species, and hybrids are deemed a taboo of nature and a threat to all, Nara, the two-spirit hybrid princess of a nomad clan, is captured by the ruthless reigning Lycan King, Kaedyr and forced into slavery alongside her people. With her parents taken by the Lycan king, Nara tries her best to be the source of strength and hope her people need while in the slave encampment. A proposition comes from the palace from the Queen Dowager for Nara to marry the King and produce a male heir in return in favour of saving her people from captivity and her parents from death row. chance for freedom for her people and the possibility of saving her parents from death row. Nara agrees to the Queen Dowager's offer, but the sudden appearance of Prince Lyrien is set to unsettle Nara's resolve. She finds herself fighting against her growing attraction for King Kaedyr while trying to brush off the advances of the enigmatic Lycan Prince, Lyrien. Can Nara set aside her pride for the sake of her people and the lives of her parents? Is she ready to face the truth of the part she played in what led to her people being captured? Will the Lycan King Kaedyr fall for the brash yet soft hybrid princess or will he see the hidden truth behind her motive? Does Nara possess the tenacity to navigate the treacherous landscape of palace politics? How will she handle threats from outside and within? Can she also be the eyes and ears the Queen Dowager expects her to be without hurting the ones she cares about along the way? Can she forgive those who have wronged her or will her growing desire for revenge consume her?  Join me as we dive into this world of supernaturals, with a little blend of humans and an insane amount of deceit, betrayal, Lycan politics, passion, tension, and forbidden love, where the line between good and evil, right and wrong is constantly blurred.
ManicKiller_Wright · 140.7k Views

Rejected By My Mate, Claimed By His Cousin

“Damned curses and blood oaths,” Atlas growled. His eyes blazed, not just with desire but with anguish and torment. My heart ached, and my fingers itched to smooth the worry from his face, but… they were tied. “You set my soul on fire, Aria. You’re mine to touch, to ruin, to love in ways no one else ever will. I don’t care if the world burns, if I burn with it. But I’ll be damned if anyone else lays a hand on you. If the goddess wants you, she’ll have to rip you from my cold, dead hands.” “Oh, Atlas,” was all I could breathe as he thrust deep, tearing through every last wall I had left. — Aria Davenport’s life was a mess. Bullied, overlooked, and raised like a side character in her own fairy tale, she figured her mate bond, if it ever showed up, would be underwhelming. Instead, the universe gifted her Kaiden Thorne: her Alpha, longtime crush, and the heartbreak she never saw coming. He rejected her in public, crowned her stepsister as Luna, and for good measure exiled her with a kill-on-sight order. Still not enough? He topped it off by offering her as payment to an aging Alpha desperate for heirs. Escaping that horror, Aria barely survived long enough to be found by Atlas Cooper, Kaiden’s sworn enemy and the broodiest Alpha in the region. Naturally, a second mate bond formed the moment their eyes met. Perfect. Except Atlas wanted nothing to do with the bond, or with her. Maybe both. The truth was Atlas refused to mark her. Nine mates had died by his side, and he couldn’t risk Aria becoming the tenth. And while he kept his distance, Aria was left to untangle more than heartbreak and second chances. Because her past held a truth powerful enough to destroy packs. Someone had already killed to bury it. Now someone else was hunting her to finish the job. Aria was being hunted for reasons she didn’t understand, caught between two powerful Alphas, and standing on the edge of a truth that could shatter everything. Can she survive when claiming either Alpha could cost her everything? And when the secret comes to light, will she rise as the salvation of the packs, or their undoing?
JayMhekzy_ · 52.9k Views

Alphas claim rites

Lira snorts. “Safe? I survived tax audits, my mother’s fruitcake, and shifter romance tropes that think ‘mine’ is a full sentence. I can handle strobe lights." The Alpha and the Paper Bag Princess (December 24–25, 2025 – 24 hours of pure holiday chaos) At the Moon Gala, alpha Darius Kane feels the faint tug of a mate bond—the old shifter magic whispering “maybe forever.” He stops in front of Lira Voss and says, “You’re safe with me now.” Lira snorts. “Safe? I survived tax audits, my mother’s fruitcake, and shifter romance tropes that think ‘mine’ is a full sentence. I can handle strobe lights.” Darius blinks. “You’re not what I expected.” “‘Fragile’ isn’t on my résumé,” she replies, popping a truffle. “I’m more ‘hold my earrings while I cause problems’ energy.” “Challenge accepted,” he rumbles. “Careful, Alpha. I come with plot twists and 2 a.m. nacho demands.” By 11:47 p.m., they’re on the rooftop terrace, snow falling like glitter. Lira starts the roast. “Fated mates? The moon’s drunk friend at 2 a.m. going ‘trust me, you’d be cute together.’” Darius laughs. “The elders say opposites balance.” “Opposites? I’m you with better hair and worse impulse control.” She paces. “Fated mates are cosmic identity theft. The moon yeeted me a dumpster fire with abs. I’m supposed to teach you to use a coaster? Pass.” Darius roars with laughter. “You’re savage.” She grins. “Fated mates? More like fated frenemies with a supernatural NDA to pretend we don’t want to strangle each other. I’m serving looks, chaos, and a cease-and-desist to the cosmos. The elders are adding a ‘what if they hate each other’ chapter to the prophecy.” Darius: “You really hate it that much?” “It’s a scam! Women don’t get a perfect prince. If I want something, I earn it. That’s reality.” “Spoken like a queen.” “I don’t want to be a queen. I manage fine without a man.” Her cheeks flush as she lingers on him. Darius: “Not all women seek brute strength. I have two rescue dogs—both named Luna—who protect me.” “Is that a comparison?” He pauses, then drops the hammer: “I’m the clear victor in brute strength. No explanation needed.” Lira freezes—her sharp tongue silenced for one heartbeat. Then—ding ding—the glove comes up. She steps close, pokes his chest. “You think muscles impress me? My Luna dogs—rescue mutts I adopted years ago—are useless but loved. They bark at the mailman, sleep on my pillows, and hide from the vacuum. They’d eat you… if they weren’t napping.” Darius grins. “Try me.” “Careful. I come with plot twists, 2 a.m. snack demands, and two Luna dogs who’d lick you to death.” He catches her wrist gently. “You’re dangerous.” “You’re welcome,” she says, flushing deeper. “Still think we’re fated?” she whispers. Darius smiles softly. “I think fate’s jealous it didn’t get credit for this.” Twenty-four hours. Zero regrets. One chaotic, early-afternoon forever. The end.
Indigenous_Arts · 94 Views

She Belongs To The Lycan King

“Finally, we have something special. A matched set, if you will. An omega and her pup. The mother’s a rogue, freshly severed, which as many of you know makes her quite the omen. And the child, well, she’s young and trainable. Together, they make a fascinating package.” No. No, no, no. A guard grabbed my arm, shoving me toward the stage. Another one carried Nora, who was screaming and reaching for me, and I knew this night was about to change our lives forever. I just didn’t realize how much. ----- Dionne Parker has spent her entire life being invisible, just another omega servant scrubbing floors and swallowing insults. She’s survived the Bloodmoon Pack by keeping her head down, her mouth shut and her daughter alive. But when she’s framed for a crime she didn’t commit, survival means running… straight into the hands of traffickers where her life takes the worst turn. Standing on that auction stage under blinding lights, listening to strangers bid on their lives, Dionne thinks this is the end. Until a voice cuts through the chaos with an offer no one can match. Her buyer is Kael, the five-hundred-year-old Lycan King whose reputation is built on blood and brutality. Cursed by dark magic and barely holding onto his humanity, he’s the last person Dionne should be around. But the moment he sees her, his beast who has been violent and uncontrollable for three centuries, goes completely still. As if it’s been waiting for her. Now Dionne is trapped in a castle with a king who’s barely holding onto his humanity, enemies who are closing in from every corner, and a shadow who’s been organizing her destruction from the start. Will she survive when her past and present collide, or will the love meant to save her become the weapon that destroys them both?​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​
thegirlhadassah · 2.8k Views

The Invincible Full-Moon System

The sinful acts of humanity bring forth a great calamity upon themselves, or so they thought. Supernatural Emergence happened. Supernatural creatures start to come out of nowhere and forcefully claim half of the Earth and massacre any humans that cross their paths. All of them are too powerful, dozens of countries fall under their diabolic claws. Humanity was pushed against the corner. But things started to turn around when humanity began to awaken magical powers. Awakened is the name for those who awaken these powers blessed by the Gods, and they become the pillars of humanity. Rex Silverstar is a normal boy who has a traumatic experience. On the day of the Supernatural Emergence, a Werewolf takes everything he has. He lost his family and his home, left alone in this cruel world. What drives him to live every day is his deep hatred towards the Supernaturals. Joining the military in the hope of helping exterminate the Supernaturals from an early age, he found out that it's impossible to kill the Werewolf that was responsible for killing his parents without being an Awakened. On a fateful night, in a near-death experience, he's given a chance by the full moon. It was the turning point of his life. Obtaining a System that allows him to become stronger, having the potential to match and surpass the Supernaturals, Rex was ecstatic until he saw his stats window. "I'M NOT A WEREWOLF!!" "Daily quest failed, sanity stat has been decreased by 20%!" "Sanity stat is too low, you are unable to contain the blood moon blessing!" "Starting forceful transformation!" "WHAT?! I'm a human! What transformation?!" "You are overwhelmed with bloodlust!" ----- Join my discord: https://discord.gg/cg6a5sBkpJ Support me here: https://ko-fi.com/mrboogey13 ----- I do not own the cover of the book, if you made it and want to take it down just say so and I will immediately change it.
Mrboogey13 · 4m Views