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This marriage was a death sentence for us both. I thought my three-year contract with Kaelen Wolfe, the ruthless Alpha CEO, was just business. But on the day I handed him the divorce papers, he collapsed. The truth came out: my bloodline carries an ancient Lunar power, and his family’s curse binds his life to mine. The ring he gave me wasn’t a symbol — it was a suppressor. Without it, I awaken. And when I do, we both die. Now, we’re running out of time and options. His family wants to follow the “final clause” — his knife, my heart, curse broken. A fanatical cult wants to force my awakening and use me to burn the world. The entire Supernatural Conclave has ordered my capture and containment. There’s only one way out: I must master the power that can kill him. And he must choose to stand with me — against his blood, his duty, and every rule he’s ever known. This isn’t about love or freedom anymore. It’s about which one of us gets to survive the night.

I died on my wedding night. My mate the Alpha I had loved all my life abandoned me before the entire pack, humiliated me, and whispered his final command through our bond: “Just die already.” And I did. But fate was cruel. Instead of peace, I opened my eyes again… reborn to the very night of my betrayal. This time, I wasn’t the weak, naïve Luna who let her sister steal everything. This time, I would tear their lies apart.

For five years, Nessa Gray survived as the weakest omega in the Silverwood Pack. Beaten down. Ignored. Humiliated. On her twentieth birthday, her fated mate, the future Alpha Marcus, rejects her in front of the entire pack, calling her worthless. That night, Nessa’s life shatters… and something dangerous awakens. When she rises days later, she is no longer the omega they broke. Power runs in her blood, power that was never meant to surface. As Nessa plans her escape, Marcus begins to want her back, drawn to the very strength he once despised. But he isn’t the only one watching. With her past catching up and enemies closing in, Nessa must choose: hide and survive… or embrace the truth that could destroy the pack that made her weak.

Tonight, Cecilia’s heart was ripped from her chest to break her bond with Arzhen. The Weretiger King’s son, the man she had been bonded to for seven years, had mercilessly taken her life. Who could blame him, really? Cecilia was just a fake Saintess, after all. When the real love of his life, the true Saintess Ruby Vaiva, emerged to reclaim her legitimate title, it was all over for Cecilia. Cast away by the very people she had saved through sheer will and intellect, all in favor of a divine cheat, she knew no one was coming to save her. But as her eyes grew heavy and the world began to fade, a notification suddenly popped into her mind. DING! [Capturable Love Interest detected! Would you like to roll for Five Star Love Interest, Oathran Alicei? You have 10 free rolls!] [Yes/No] Ah. So there was a man dying nearby, too… Wait... Oathran Alicei? The Dragon Lord?! [Warning! Five Stars Love Interest Exclusive Banner is about to expire! Roll?] [Yes/No] Alright, alright! Roll! *** “It wasn’t a prophecy, it was an oath. Your oath. To me.” He wanted to die by her hands. He must. “It was about dying at the hands of the one person I respected. The one person who promised to take the burden from me. You.” “And if I say you are a saintess, then you are.” *** “You think there’s a measurement for sin?” “If we are going to get you with child, it will be done properly. Ideally, in front of that precious nephew of mine. Let him have a front-row seat to his legacy being… superseded.” “God forbid a man finds creative motivation.” *** “So what if it’s wrong? Be wrong, and live.” “Let me tell you one thing, Cecilia. If you die, even if it was the right thing to be… it’s still wrong.” “If you die, the world will be wrong.” “And a wrong world must perish.” *** [17+ NSFW, Reverse Harem, BeastsXHuman, Revenge, System, Dragon, Werelion, Werewolf, 3 Male Leads] Existing smut chapters: Ch. 16, 26, 51, 52, 68, 69, 70, 72, 81, 82, 83, 104, 105, 106, 117, 118, 119, 121, 138, 139 & 140 (for now)

Give this book a chance y'all, you won't regret it. . . "He had no idea she had a death day." She has 30 days to live. He has no heart to give. Elise Griffin wants one thing before she dies... to feel loved. Lucien Voss is the last man who should be capable of love. A cold heartless billionaire whose brutal rejections have left a trail of broken hearts behind him. Their worlds collide and their perfectly curated lives get interupted. But what Elise doesn’t know… is that their story began long before this lifetime. He once lost her. Now fate has returned her to him... and he has no idea. ---- A Beast Swallowed by His Maid is a dark billionaire romance about Lucien Voss, a cold, powerful billionaire wrapped in secrets too dangerous to surface. His perfectly controlled world begins to crack the moment he meets Elise Griffin, a daring maid who does the unthinkable… she asks him to be her boyfriend. What starts as curiosity turns into obsession. What feels like control turns into chaos. As their bond deepens, the secrets Lucien buried for years begin to rise, one by one, threatening to destroy everything he has built. And just when you think you finally understand the story and the ties that bind them… ★BOOM★ An unimaginable plot twist hits, one that changes everything. But don’t worry too much… It will all pass. Or will it? ---- Reader Warning: This book contains: Toxic billionaires, Questionable life choices, Emotional damage, Dramatic love confessions, Painful secrets, Dark romance, Smut, and a girl who should’ve chosen therapy instead of a billionaire. But oh well, she had only 30 days to live. What would you have done if it was you? And oh, it also contains red flags. So much red flag that you get red reading it. Read responsibly. Or don’t. ---- This book is in the spirity award competition. Please support (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠). T for Thanks in advance.

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.

[MATURE CONTENT, SMUT & OTHER 18+ ELEMENTS] Although Almila is one of the strongest alpha females of the southern pack, she's being bullied within her own pack because she's held responsible for the death of her father, who was the leader of the southern pack. She shows no reaction to their hatred, because she believes she deserves even more hatred and cruelty than this. One day, everything changes when a 'peace proposal' arrives from the northern pack, the very pack responsible for her father’s death. Almila decides to take advantage of this opportunity. In order to take revenge for her father and annihilate the entire pack, she accepts their proposal and goes to the Northern pack as a bride. However, when several unforeseen events unfold one after another, Almila has an unexpected encounter with the leader of the northern pack. This sudden meeting makes her realize a tragic truth. The leader of the Northern pack is none other than her fated mate.

“Husband… please don’t hate me…” Those were my wife’s final words as she died in front of my eyes. I ruled with iron and blood. I crushed anyone who threatened my vision…. men, women, even the innocent. They called it madness. I called it survival. For years, I held back. My wife pleaded with me, gentle and desperate. She carried our child and swore she would end it all if I didn’t stop. I listened. I spared them. They repaid mercy with betrayal. They slaughtered my people, destroyed everything I built, murdered my wife, and left me broken in ways no one could ever explain. Two years of endless torture followed. “Accept our God and die quickly,” they demanded. I refused. Not out of faith. Out of pride. They shattered my body, then ended me. As death claimed me, only two things burned inside: Endless hatred… and bitter regret. Hatred for the weakness that let them rise. Regret for the empire I never finished claiming. But death was only the beginning. I awoke in a new flesh…Augustus Vane, heir to a proud but cowering werewolf clan, bowed beneath human masters. Fate has granted me a second life. This time, nothing will chain me. Not love. Not mercy. Not kindness. Not anyone. This time… I will conquer the world! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• EXTRA TAGS: #Evolution #War #Tragedy #NonHumanLead #RuthlessProtagonist #AntiHero #DarkFantasy #Werewolf #Schemer #FromWeakToStrong #Grimdark #Strategy A/N: Please read at least ten chapters before deciding whether to continue.

Ember was a curse. ​At least, that’s what the Blood Fang Pack told her. Her father died the moment her mother’s pregnancy was discovered, and her mother followed him into death during childbirth. When her only friend died in an accident when they were nine, the pack’s suspicion turned into a label: Ember was a "walking funeral." ​The Awakening Ceremony was her only hope. She believed a high-class wolf would finally prove she belonged. Instead, her transformation failed in front of everyone, leaving her declared unworthy by the Moon Goddess. To sharpen the sting, the mate bond snapped into place, tying her to Axel, the Alpha’s son. Forced to choose between a "cursed" mate and his future as the Alpha, Axel rejected her publicly. Imprisoned and sentenced to die at dawn, Ember’s life seemed over. Until she escaped and was rescued by Blaine, the young Alpha of a neighboring pack. When she finally woke, the world she knew shattered. The bond she thought was destroyed still existed, and a second, impossible bond had formed with Blaine. Ember soon learns a truth that defies everything she knew about fate: she was never meant for one mate, but four. Her failed transformation was not a failure at all, but the birth of a legend. She awakened as a Crimson Wyrd, a once-in-a-lifetime rarity that brings unparalleled prosperity and power to whichever pack she belongs to. Now, every Alpha in the region, including the one who rejected her, is ready to do anything to claim her. *** Excerpt: Ember lifted her gaze to Axel. The weight of the entire pack's hatred was too much to bear. "Just do it," she managed to gasp out. ​"See?" the Alpha said, his lip curling. "She even has enough sense to know she doesn't deserve you. Now do it." Axel's expression was drawn tight, his fists clenched so hard his knuckles were white. His eyes hardened, fixing on Ember with painful resolve. "I, Axel Varg, reject you, Ember Reed, as my fated mate." Korran turned to Ember with a sneer. "Accept the rejection." Aurora shook her head slowly, her voice low and grave. "You will regret this, Korran." The Alpha froze. It was the first time Aurora had spoken his name without his title since he had ascended. Shock flashed across his face, quickly swallowed by a fresh wave of anger. "What are you waiting for?" he barked at Ember. "Accept it!" "I, Ember Reed, accept your rejection, Axel Varg."

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

Bella Russo has everything—money, beauty, a razor-sharp mind, and a career built on exposing other people’s secrets. Unfortunately, her own heart is a disaster. After a betrayal so absurd it obliterates her faith in love, Bella escapes to her grandmother’s ancient villa in Tuscany, determined to be alone, untouched, and emotionally unavailable. Instead, she finds a warning she ignores, a forbidden room she enters, and a humming artifact she definitely shouldn’t touch. The world doesn’t forgive her curiosity. Bella wakes up in another realm—naked, furious, and staring down Logan, a devastatingly calm werewolf Alpha who looks at her like she’s the answer to a prayer he never stopped making. He knows instantly what she is to him. She knows instantly she wants nothing to do with destiny, mates, or magical nonsense. Logan is cursed and running out of time. Bella just wants to go home. When he offers her a deal—pretend to be his fiancée and he’ll help her return to her world—Bella agrees, certain she can fake affection without risking her heart. After all, love has already proven it can’t be trusted. But pretend quickly becomes complicated. Stolen glances linger. Banter softens into warmth. And Logan falls harder every day, convinced fate brought Bella to him for a reason. Bella thinks destiny can take a hike… but will her heart agree?

Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

Mike never had any grand aspirations. Growing up in the outer settlements of Klein 4, all he'd ever known was scavenging for scraps and living to see the next day. All he wanted was a comfortable life. But fate had other plans, and in a grand turn of events, he acquired the Lupine system. It all happened so fast, and the next thing he knew, he was thrust into a war with another race known as the Lizardmen, all the while, he tries to keep his true nature under wraps. A world where might makes right, and death is always looming around the corner, Join Mike as he tries to navigate this strange reality with a system that seemed to have turned him into a werewolf.

In the ancient floating kingdom of Velmoria, where mountains drift among the clouds and rivers shimmer with light at night, an orphan boy named Aelric discovers a mysterious silver pendant buried beneath an old tree. The pendant whispers his name under every full moon, marking him as the last descendant of the long-lost Aurora Guardians — legendary warriors erased from history. When shadow creatures destroy the peaceful village of Eldwyn Hollow, the pendant awakens, forging a blade of pure light in Aelric’s hand. Guided by a wandering mentor and joined by a wind mage, Arielle, and a silent warrior cursed by the Silver Oath, Draven, Aelric embarks on a perilous journey across enchanted forests, shattered skies, and forgotten realms to stop the rise of the ancient evil Morvex. But beyond the legendary Astravax Gate, a truth awaits — a sacrifice that may cost Aelric his very existence. When darkness devours the heavens, will he save the world… or become a star that watches over it forever?

Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them. From the author who brought you: 1. The Vampire's Luna 2. Undressed by his Arrogance 3. Defying the Rogue Alpha

In a world where humans and werewolves coexists peacefully, there’s a young human girl named Angel, who wants nothing more in life than to become a Nun of the holy church. But on the day of her Ordination, disaster strikes, and her already sad life takes a rocky turn down the hill… How would she survive this terrible fate??

She was meant to die nameless in the dark. Instead, she crossed paths with a being the world forgot — an immortal wolf who walks in human skin. Feared as a monster, worshipped as a god, he has lived countless lifetimes without desire, without attachment… until her. As false gods rise, towns betray, and war marches toward them, she becomes his only weakness — and his only reason to kneel. This is not a love story of purity. It is a legend of possession, restraint, jealousy, and a beast who learns what it means to protect instead of consume.

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point and her rebirth. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold. Untouchable. Unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention. Because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul. A shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. This time, she is not surviving the story written for her. She is rewriting it. And only she decides how it ends.

Elara, in whose veins flows the most ancient blood of the universe, was mistaken for an Omega and bound in chains. But Kael had no idea that the sound of those chains breaking could shatter the entire order of the Lycan world. When, under the moonlit night of the Silver Moon Pack, Elara was publicly rejected by her own mate reduced to a living corpse no one realized that this was not merely the humiliation of a girl. It was the awakening of the ancient White Wolf, a name that history itself once feared to utter. Elara is no longer part of the Silver Moon Pack. Yet her blood has ignited a genetic storm deep within the dark abyss of "The Below", where even the hands of Covenant’s scientists tremble scientists operating under the authority of Syrus. Alpha Damon, standing at a point between loyalty and betrayal from which there is no return, is now forced to face a horrifying truth: Who is the true founder of "The Covenant"? One after another, how do monstrous and deadly enemies begin to launch attacks on Elara and Damon? Despite Syrus’s ruthless schemes, Elara sets out toward the frozen Arctic wastelands to confront him but will she return victorious from a place where even birds cannot survive? What has Syrus done that a savage beast like Varkas, along with his feral horde, marches to the very threshold of The Below, determined to rip its roots from existence? But the real question is not where Elara is it is how she will face these lethal enemies, because every time she unleashes her power, she comes dangerously close to death. So… Will the innocent girl inside Elara still survive? Or will she do something powerful enough to silence the entire world? The iron gates of The Below are shattering like ice, and from its depths rises a resonance still only an echo for now, but soon to become a reality no Alpha will be able to change. What happens that drives Elara to send Damon on a mission certain to end in death? And finally… the last night of Damon and Elara arrives.

#Cannon Fodder, Second Chance, Male lead fall in love first, Bloodline Awakening, Possessive ML, Weak to Strong FL, Business World# In a world with a clear hierarchy between powerful Awakened bloodlines and weak humans, Severine Vale never believed in miracles. That is, until a sudden series of dreamlike memories forces her to awaken to a truth she was never meant to know: She is living inside a novel. Her Awakened dorm-mate, Alina Hart, is the protagonist. Meanwhile, Damien Rhodes, the cold young master of a Wolf bloodline, is the male lead—one whose love story with Alina begins through a twisted cycle of “I bully you because I hate you” and ends with “I bully you because I love you.” And Severine? She’s nothing more than cannon fodder—a side character who dies five years later under the male lead’s 'revenge'. Determined to change her fate, Severine avoids the original plot at all costs—only to discover that even the smallest flutter of her actions sends the entire story spiraling off course. The main characters begin knocking on her door one by one. Worst of all, fate pushes her into a moment that never existed in the novel. On the night she tries to escape humiliation, Severine barges into a forbidden room… and straight into the territory of a Monster—Killian Rhett King, a villain so ruthless that even Damien fears him. Severine only wanted to stay far from the story. But how is she supposed to escape when Killian’s presence in her supposedly peaceful life keeps growing… and growing?