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She was born an heir, but her pack was slaughtered. Nova Moonveil was enslaved before her tenth summer and spent seven years in silver chains. When the Alpha she is fated for finally scents her, ancient magic awakens and a long-buried prophecy stirs. He takes her to Shadowclaw—but duty binds him, and he is betrothed to another. The Shadowclaw Gamma does not wait. He was not chosen by fate. He chooses her anyway. He loves her fiercely. And when the world moves to claim her, he stands in its way.

“You want me back now, Ethan?” I laughed softly, though it sounded nothing like joy. “After your pack chained me, called me a spy, and nearly executed me? After you marked me by deceit, caged me, treated me like a slave, made me believe I was nothing—and after you almost killed me for your sacrifice?” My voice broke for a heartbeat before hardening again. “I gave you everything, Ethan—my loyalty, my trust, my heart—and what did I get in return? A dagger through it.” His eyes glistened, his voice cracking. “Soraya, please… let me make it right.” The wind shifted. The Moon’s light brushed my face like a cold touch, painting silver over the tears I refused to let fall—its glow crowning me in quiet defiance. “You can’t fix what you destroyed,” I said, my voice steady now, sharp as the edge of a blade. “You wanted to own me, Ethan. But the tide has turned.” I stepped closer, and the earth seemed to tremble beneath my bare feet. The air thickened, my power humming through it like a storm waiting to break. “I belong to no one,” I whispered— and the night bowed to my voice. Silver flames erupted, curling and dancing across my skin like living fire. It wasn’t pain—it was power, pure and ancient, claiming me as its vessel. My eyes burned with silver light, bright enough to cut through the darkness. Ethan stumbled back, his breath hitching as the weight of my power pressed against him. Slowly, his head lowered—not out of command, but from something deeper. Reverence. Guilt. Surrender. The Alpha bowed to the force he could no longer control—to the woman he could never again break. --- Once, Soraya believed in love. Once, she thought Ethan Vander—billionaire CEO and cursed heir of the Silverfang Pack—was her destiny. But love became a cage, and destiny became a curse. Ethan was born with a curse: any wolf who bonded with him was doomed to die. Yet his father, desperate to end the curse, demanded a sacrifice—his mate’s life in exchange for the curse. The blade was already chosen. Soraya had already been marked. On the night of their bonding, fate revealed its cruel truth. The Moon priestess exposed Soraya’s hidden blood—she was wolf-born, the Alpha’s daughter of Blackwood, the pack that once hunted her from birth for carrying the mark of the moon which they called a curse,and also a rival pack to Silverfang. Branded a spy, she was claimed as Ethan’s prisoner… and there, she discovered the final cruelty: She was carrying his child. But when the Moon finally answered her call, Soraya awakened. Her power rose like silver flame, divine, ancient and unstoppable. The gift once called a curse became her crown. Now, both Blackwood and Silverfang want her—one to tame her, the other to claim her. But Soraya belongs to no one. And neither Silverfang nor Blackwood was ready for what Soraya became. --- Soraya’s journey is not just one of survival, but of awakening—of a woman who refuses to be broken, of a wolf who will not be caged. This is a story of betrayal and curses, but also of love, sacrifice, and the fire of a mother who will protect her child at any cost. --- Reader’s Note: This book contains mature themes, including intense romance and occasional erotic scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re ready to step into a world of forbidden love, blood oaths, and a heroine who will rise from exile to shake the foundations of two rival packs—then welcome to Alpha’s Daughter.

She applied for a simple teaching job but she ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life [ Complete Goals to Unlock Bonus Chapters: 1,000 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter 500 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter 1 Magic Castle = +2 Bonus Chapters ]

I died on my 25th birthday. The problem is…I woke up again. Sarafina Ainsley returns from the dead with memories she shouldn’t have and questions she can’t ignore. Why were strangers watching her? Why did her blood feel like it was burning that night? And why does Valeries City suddenly feel too alive…,too aware of her? As she begins to sense powers she never knew she had, Sarafina realizes an unsettling truth: Someone knows what she is. Someone has been waiting. Someone should have killed her properly. Two men seem impossibly tied to her rebirth Alistair Draven, a dangerous hybrid whose presence calms something wild inside her. Cassian Crowley, her best friend who appears far too protective… and far too prepared. The world she once knew is cracking at the edges, revealing shadows she isn’t ready to face. And somewhere in those shadows lies the reason she died and why she came back. Some destinies don’t wait. Some chase you down. And hers is waking.

(R-18 and dark themes, you have been warned.) Blurb: During my incarceration by my mate, I see a man leaning against the wall of the dungeon with his arms and legs coiled with heavy iron chains. Dressed only in tattered rags of a black robe his ghostly white skin is mostly on display. Tattoos like smoke crawl all the way from his neck to the side of his handsome and deeply chiselled face, but it's the eyes that have me in a trance. Deep red like the freshly spilt blood, such rich shade, and they stare directly at me with such intensity that I forget to breathe. My hand grabs the iron bar, and I steady myself as his curved lips move and he utters only one word to make my world crash and my magic lose control. “Mate!” My world shatters at his words. "You can see me?” He asks next, a voice calmer and yet deeper than Mariana Trench. It whispers all around me, murmuring against my skin as if trying to awaken something sleeping. “Yes, why shouldn't I be able to?” I question, slightly confused. A crease descends on my forehead. "No one else can," he answers with a wounded smile that wrecks my heart. Synopsis: In this post-apocalyptic world, Faes are hunted and killed mercilessly because they are blamed for the apocalypse that befell and destroyed half of the population. At 20, Amaia Zhāng is a Fae and is the last of her kind, or so she thinks. Her family and her whole village were massacred by the Dread Army in the name of keeping peace. She is the sole survivor and keeps her appearance cloaked. But she makes it her mission to train every day and become strong enough to avenge her kind. During a battle with a monster, her mate abandons and rejects her to save his life. Heartbroken, Amaia is left with no choice but to join Orion Academy. It is home to the greatest hunters and enforcers of her continent. It's a world where hunters and enforcers are treated like celebrities. She knows the training will help her fulfil her revenge plans and become a renowned hunter. And maybe along the way she will find another mate. But the twist of fate, deception and seduction from the man who is supposed to refer her to the Orion Academy leaves her with a curse and a tainted reputation. A curse which prevents her mate/mates from recognising her and prevents Amaia from informing them of who she is to them. As it turns out, Amaia is mated to hybrid Alphas of Orion, but none of them can feel the mate bond, and they believe she wants to seduce them. “Have some dignity, Amaia. You abandoned your mate and are now trying your seduction techniques on me. I have a fiancée.” Glares Alnilam, her first mate. “Don't look at me like that, lassie. I am saving myself for my mate.” Winks Alnitak, her second mate. “Stay away from me. You are not my mate,” scolds Mintaka, her third mate. “I will bring a garland constructed from your ex-mate's bones. How dare he hurt you?” Determination flashes in the eyes of Rigel, her fourth mate. Every time they turn her down and choose to be intimate with their chosen females, she feels every ounce of pain and hurt. Amidst the chaos and heartache in a place where enemies hide in plain sight. Can Amaia break this curse and have her mates recognise her as theirs? Does she have four mates or is there another twist hidden? Will she become a successful hunter and keep her identity hidden from the world and at the same time carry out her revenge? Read on to find out. A special thanks to @TheSlumbingCat for creating this beautiful cover for me. If you want to chat, find me on Discord, Facebook and Instagram with the same name.

Long before vampires existed, there was fire. Michael Keller is an immortal anomaly reborn centuries too early, untouched by age or death, wielding a power that bends but never obeys witchcraft. For over a thousand years, he watched history unfold in silence, protecting hidden covens and burning the dead so their souls never lingered too long. In the modern world, his presence shatters the balance. Spells misfire, Originals grow uneasy, doppelgängers draw his attention and ancient magic recognizes him as something undeniable, a force of nature that cannot be stopped. Neither hero nor villain, Michael is a force of restraint in a world of excess. And when fire enters Mystic Falls, fate doesn’t repeat itself. It burns. Patreon.com/Fredozy.

This fanfiction will remain up, But I will go through the Prologue through Chapter Thirteen rewriting each one.

I still remember the second my life cracked open. Before the club. Before the mask. Before I let a stranger ruin me on moonlit silk and walk away like it meant nothing. My name is Aurora Vale. Twenty-three. Art student. Waitress. Broke. The only family I have left is my grandmother – the woman who pulled me from the wreckage of a “car crash” when I was three and raised me alone. She told me my parents died that night. I believed her. Right now she’s on life support. The bill is three hundred and twelve thousand dollars and climbing. I have twenty-three dollars in my account. So when my roommate pressed a silver fox mask and a borrowed dress into my hands and said, “One night to forget everything,” I went. Club Eclipse. Masks mandatory. No names. No phones. No tomorrow. I never expected him. He was darkness in an Armani suit. Tall enough that I had to tilt my head back. Black hair falling over eyes that glowed liquid gold. When his hand settled on the small of my back, heat shot through me so hard my knees almost gave out. I lied and said my name was Red. He smirked and told me to call him Sir. We didn’t waste time on words. I remember the mirrored elevator. I remember the grand piano under my thighs. I remember waking up alone at dawn with bruises shaped like fingerprints and a black card on the pillow: Until the next full moon, little fox. Three weeks later I was on my bathroom floor staring at two pink lines. Pregnant. By a man whose real name I didn’t know. I spent the next month pretending the nausea was stress, pretending I could do this alone, pretending the black card didn’t haunt me. Then one rainy Tuesday the devil walked through my apartment door like he owned the building. He did. Cassian Lockwood. CEO of Lockwood Enterprises. The man the world fears. He stood dripping rain on my cracked linoleum, golden eyes locked on me, and said, “Marry me.” Not a question. A demand. Ten million dollars. Every hospital bill erased. Two years of pretending to be his wife. Why? Because in thirty days the werewolf council will strip him of his Alpha King title unless he presents a Luna. And he is out of time. And because I’m carrying his child. I laughed until I cried. I called him insane. I told him I’d rather die. That was when his eyes flashed wolf-gold and the air turned heavy. “I’ve been hunting you for five weeks, Aurora. Your scent is in my blood. Walk away if you want – I will always follow.” I signed the contract the day my grandmother opened her eyes and whispered my name. Two years. Separate bedrooms. No feelings. Those were my rules. Cassian never agreed to follow them. He moves me into his glass palace above the city. He dresses me in gowns that cost houses. He parades me at every gala, daring the werewolf world to challenge his human Luna. He growls at any male who looks too long. Every full moon he paces outside my door, claws scraping, breathing my name like it hurts. Then my wolf awakens. Pregnancy and proximity to my true mate shatter the binding spell my mother died casting. For the first time Cassian smells Silver Moon on my skin – the pack his father slaughtered twenty years ago. Everything explodes. He rejects me in front of the entire council under a storm-lit sky. He calls me the enemy. He tells me a Lockwood would rather die than bind himself to Silver Moon blood. He throws me into the rain with nothing but the twins growing inside me. I disappear. For three years I hide. I raise our son and daughter alone. I teach them to fear the name Lockwood. For three years Cassian tears continents apart searching, half mad with guilt and mate-bond withdrawal. When he finally finds us, he falls to his knees. He offers his empire, he offers his throat. Reject me, kill me just distance yourself and my kids from me again. I swore I would make him suffer. But our children have his Golden eyes and every time they laugh they make my walls crack.

- OC alpha wolf, with some noticeable differences to the world. - The OC and the pack will be the main focus with Cullens and the rest in the background. - No Harem - OC x Leah - A completed version can be found at my - patreon.com/Nevvan - If you wish to show support and help keep me motivated. - patreon.com/Nevvan

Yin Lie has always been an outsider in the glittering, rain-slicked canyons of Nocturnal Shadows City. He navigates the metropolis like a phantom, his true nature—a dangerous combination of heightened senses and a chilling aura—kept under a tight leash. His life of concealment ends in a hail of gunfire at the Old Docks. When a mysterious, energy-filled case cracks open, the dormant power within him erupts with devastating force. Two conflicting mutations awaken and declare war for his soul: the savage, instinct-driven strength of a lupine predator and the cold, orderly power of cryokinesis. This is the curse of the "Frost Wolf"—a lineage that promises immense power at the cost of one's humanity.

“I reject you,” the Alpha said— and the bond screamed instead of breaking. Marked by the Moon as the mate of a ruthless Alpha, Arielle Moonfall is cast out before an entire pack. But rejection doesn’t weaken the bond—it awakens something deadly in her blood. “You feel it too,” she says. Kael’s jaw tightens. “And that’s why you must leave.” As obsession, desire, and prophecy collide, Kael begins to lose control over the mate he swore to deny. In the shadows, a healer and a hunted rogue fall into a forbidden love that could start a war. Two couples. One fate. A Moon Goddess who lied. And love strong enough to burn the world down.

In a supernatural world where awakening defines one’s worth, failing to awaken means becoming prey. Sylvia White is eighteen—far past the age of awakening—and still powerless. Born into a wolf-dominated society, she is mocked, abused, and treated as less than nothing by her stepfamily and their pack. While others rise as alphas, warriors, and elites, Sylvia is branded a failure, her pain ignored and her existence dismissed. What no one knows is that Sylvia was never powerless. She was sealed. After a near-fatal attack in the Whispering Forest, Sylvia’s dormant bloodline finally awakens, revealing her true identity as a pureblood nine-tailed fox—a sovereign race believed to be extinct. Her awakening sends shockwaves through the supernatural political world, exposing long-buried crimes and triggering the downfall of her stepfamily’s powerful wolf pack. As packs turn against each other and the Council intervenes, Sylvia uncovers the truth behind her past: she was found as a child in a destroyed fox sanctuary, sealed to prevent her rise, and placed in a wolf pack that feared what she would become. Even more shocking is the role of Alex, her stepbrother’s close friend—a black wolf who knew her secret long before she did and stayed close to protect her from the shadows. With her powers evolving through illusion, memory, binding, and dominion, Sylvia must navigate betrayal, pack politics, and ancient enemies who want her power—or her death. No longer silent, no longer weak, she must decide whether to walk away from a world that broke her… or rule the supernatural world that tried to erase her. A sealed fox. A fallen pack. A power that bends laws. Sylvia White has awakened—and nothing will ever be the same.

When Orion, the leader of the Nightshade Pack, finds an injured woman near his territory, he makes an impulsive decision to bring her into his pack for treatment. Doubts linger, as she may be a spy sent by the Enclave, led by the ruthless Luna, Victoria. What was supposed to be a straightforward case of recovery quickly becomes complicated. When Sophia awakens, she is plagued by amnesia, remembering only her name. Orion faces a dilemma: should he send her away or allow her to stay? Ultimately, he decides to keep her until her memories return. As Sophia adjusts to life in the Nightshade Pack, a deep connection forms between her and Orion. They begin to realize they belong together, but what will happen when Sophia’s memories start returning in fragments? Will those memories destroy not only their bond but also the safety of the entire pack? NB: Luna in this novel is a different concept, it doesn't just mean the wife of the Alpha. And also this book is rated 18.

Not your regular werewolf romance Soraya’s brother makes a single, fatal mistake—one that fractures the Winter Realm and seals his sister’s fate. He kills Cordelia, the pregnant Luna of a rival pack… and the strongest wolf their world has ever known. But Cordelia wasn’t just a wolf. And Soraya isn’t either. Both women belong to a hidden witch bloodline—one so rare their mothers died protecting it, a bloodline tied to an ancient, forbidden triasal soul-bond meant to bind not two fated souls, but three. When Cordelia dies, the dormant third bond awakens… inside Soraya. Nightmares ignite. Her eyes flash molten gold. And the ancient witch book buried for decades in the Winterfall Library chooses her—revealing she was never just Zephan’s sheltered, powerless little sister. She was the final piece of a bond written in prophecy, blood, and death. Damien—the ruthless Alpha who lost his mate that night—should want nothing but Soraya’s destruction. Taking her was supposed to be punishment, vengeance, a way to break her brother. But her scent clashes with his rage. Her magic answers his dominance. And the bond meant for war twists into something darker—obsession, craving, fate pulling two enemies together harder than vengeance can tear them apart. Enemies by tragedy. Bound by forbidden magic. Haunted by the ghost of the woman they both lost. Soraya was supposed to be Damien’s retribution. Instead, she becomes the one thing he can’t reject, can’t resist, and can’t survive without— his fate.

She was the girl nobody wanted, easy to overlook, easy to blame, and impossible to love. Growing up in her pack taught her early that she would always be the outsider. So she made herself a promise: keep her head down, survive the years, and walk away the moment she turned eighteen. But fate never plays fair. On the night she finally becomes an adult, her wolf awakens at last… and along with it, a mate bond she never asked for. And the mate fate chooses for her? The future Alpha. Her sister’s devoted fiancé. The boy who spent her entire childhood making sure she knew she didn’t belong. She hates him. Despises him. Wants absolutely nothing to do with him. But the bond has other plans. Suddenly, the Alpha-to-be, arrogant, sharp-tongued, and stubborn to the point of madness, can’t breathe without her. He’s furious that fate tied him to the girl he once broke… and even more furious that he can’t stay away from her now. She wants nothing but freedom. He wants her within reach. She keeps pushing him off. He keeps coming back. Because the one girl he never wanted has become the one his wolf refuses to live without. And as long-buried secrets surface, loyalties splinter, and unwanted feelings start to burn between them, one question lingers… Can something broken truly be rebuilt, or have they already crossed the point of no return?

Shadows stir in a world ruled by werewolves and haunted by vampires. Secrets walk among the living, and power is a danger no one dares to claim. Elara Moonveil knows the price of being different. The last of her line, she moves unseen in a castle full of whispers, where every glance could betray her and every shadow hides a threat. When a shadowed prince of the werewolves returns from distant lands, hearts will ache, loyalties will waver, and a single choice could change everything. In a realm where love is forbidden and danger lurks in every corner, surviving is only the beginning and the most perilous secret may be what lies within the heart.

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 blood—and 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.

Perla had always felt a longing for adventure, stifled by the rules of her strict upbringing and surrounded by her older brothers free to do as they wanted. She longed to carve her own path, to seek out excitement and perhaps even a little romance along the way. One day, while escaping yet another tedious piano class, she stumbled into the hollow of a massive tree. At its base, a mesmerizing green light beckoned her, and before she knew it, she was transported to a bizarre forest teeming with colossal, long-extinct creatures and menacing carnivorous plants. This was the realm of Beastkin, where men could transform into mighty beasts. Here, the constant threat of war had led to a peculiar imbalance, with most females giving birth to male Beastkin, resulting in a dire shortage of women. The land was a battleground, filled with mercenaries and adventurers seeking glory. While the males formed companies to embark on quests, their females stayed behind, living a life of comfort. But not Perla—she was determined to break free from the mold, to grow stronger, and to join her new love interests on exhilarating escapades.

Aurora just wanted a salary, a desk, and a quiet life at Noir Tower. No romance, no handsome bosses, no problems. Then she gets stuck in the elevator with Dante Noir: owner of the company, alpha of the Shadow pack, and the man who shouldn't even look at her... but he smells her once, and everything changes. From that day on, Aurora's body goes crazy: heat, dizziness, dreams about him. The doctors say it's stress. The reports call her “the Vega case.” Dante calls her something else: his omega. As a silent war brews between clans, foundations, and creatures hiding under expensive suits, Aurora will have to choose: Be the perfect prey that everyone wants to control... or the omega who dares to break the system, even if it means falling into bed—and into the clutches—of her boss?

[Single Love Interest GL/Yuri!] (Tsundere Fox-In-A-Wolf) X (Patient Wolfpack Leader) ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world that sits on the brink. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering effectively enough in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me. Or this body. A countdown timer reminds me, whenever I look, that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant female CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I will not be caged and tamed. Not by the bickering wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint... Even as I set her ablaze with my touch. The issue that I'm not sure I'm fit to handle is... Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ Other Relevant Tags: #Comedy #Serious #Dramatic #SliceOfLife #KingdomBuilding # Seductive #Survival #FatedLove #Supernatural #Romance #Urban #Fox #Tsundere