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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.

In a world shattered by the Great Upheaval, where gods clashed and the fabric of reality was torn apart, humanity was reborn with the gift of superhuman abilities. Atlas was supposed to die. Left for dead in a dungeon filled with monsters, his body broken and his blood drained, his story should have ended there. But the System had other plans. ‎[Unique Trait Unlocked — Primordial Evolution] ‎[Race Selection: Vampire of Death] ‎**[Warning: Host’s body can no longer experience permanent death] Born as a Primordial, Atlas carries the rarest ability known to exist — the power to evolve into any race and adapt infinitely. His first evolution as a Vampire of Death twisted the laws of nature, granting him the ability to grow stronger the more pain he endures and return stronger each time he falls. Every hit he takes strengthens his body. Every wound teaches his cells to resist death itself. And every death pushes him closer to perfection. But such power doesn’t go unnoticed. As his existence begins to distort the balance of the world, even the gods tremble. The System itself starts to whisper warnings— ‎[System Remark: Host’s evolution has exceeded known parameters… existence classified as “A Threat to Creation.”] Now, hunted by those who fear what he’s becoming, Atlas must decide what kind of being he will evolve into— A savior born from death… or the monster that ends all life.

Everyone fears the Cursed Alpha. Everyone except the woman destined to break him. Kaelan Blackthorn is a billionaire CEO by day and the Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack by blood. Born with a deadly curse, he has learned to control the wolf inside him—but the truth remains unchanged: Any mate he marks will die. He has already lost control once and the massacre that followed still haunts him. Since then, he has vowed never to take a mate. Never bond. Never risk another life. But when Lyra Hale crosses into his territory, everything changes. Her scent calms the violent wolf inside him. Her touch silences the curse that never stops whispering for blood. And the mate bond snaps into place the moment he sees her. That terrifies him more than anything. Because Lyra isn’t just his mate—she is the only one who can break his curse… or trigger it completely. Now every pack wants her—some to use her, some to kill her. And Kaelan becomes the only one who can keep her alive. As dark forces awaken and forgotten bloodlines rise, Lyra must decide: save the Alpha fated to end her life or flee before their bond consumes them both. But Kaelan’s wolf has already decided: curse or not, she is his.

Serena was never meant to touch the fire. She did anyway. The Alpha finds her bleeding on his land and knows she is his mate. He is promised to another. And in Drakenfell, choosing wrong burns more than hearts.

I was born from sacrifice my mother’s final act of defiance against fate. Rebecca Sterling was a Sentinel, a dying breed, twice rejected by the Hollow King for her kind. She wanted an ordinary life when she met a man she believed was human. But he wasn’t. He was the first male Alpha in generations, heir to a powerful bloodline. Already in love and pregnant, she hid a fatal diagnosis and chose to carry me knowing it would kill her. Before she died, she cursed the woman who hated her most: my grandmother. That woman dumped me at an orphanage, where I spent ten bitter years. Seven families rejected me. The one that took me in adopted me as a servant, not a daughter. Bullied. Abused. Yet I lived. I endured. At twenty-three, abandoned again, I finally learned the truth: I am the last Sentinel. My grandmother returned, begging forgiveness. I didn’t give it. But I made a vow to fulfill my mother’s wish and reclaim everything taken from us. When I learned my tormentor was my fake sister, I turned to my father and said: “I want Leerah’s place in the contract marriage, since I am your real heiress. I want to marry the Alpha Prince. Kasper.” The man I loved from afar ...the one I had unknowingly fought weeks earlier. The son of the Hollow King who once rejected my mother. But I am not her. No one dares reject me now. Because I am not just a girl abandoned at birth. I am a hybrid. I will become A female Alpha. The most powerful of my kind. I am the last Sentinel. And this time, I am here to stay.

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.

As head of the Mexican cartel, Valentina Santos has only one goal in life: protect the family at all costs. For Valentina, this means leaving a life of crime behind in exchange for her new private security firm, La Mor. When Valentina accepts an assignment in remote Colorado and meets the mysterious Silas Syndril her entire life is turned upside down and worst of all? A rival cartel has resurface and has their hearts set on eliminating the Santos dynasty once and for all.

An Alpha she can’t escape. A bond that is forbidden. And a baby she must save. ---------------------- It was insanity to abscond from Alpha Kalio. Absolute madness to kidnap his son. And a completely deranged behaviour to run straight into the human territory, hoping that a long aged prophecy would stop the Alpha from chasing her into the forbidden lands. Well, Idalia never claimed to be sane, so she did all that. Enraged, Alpha Kalio chased right after her to get back what was his. Idalia continued running, her plan not being to outrun him forever but to stall him till it was time for the prophecy. However, things quickly go south as she falls into the claws of a human who takes a possibly dangerous interest in her. Now she has more dangerous things to escape from and even far more life-threatening things to protect her son from. There was no way this could get even worse ….or so she thought. —— —— This book contains mature content (graphic violent and intimate scenes). Major changes are been made to the story, please only read the chapters that are marked edited.

Primal Rage is the ultimate manifestation of Zane's demonic inheritance. It is not merely an emotion but a physical state where his demonic blood achieves "Absolute Resonance." When triggered, Zane's physical body undergoes a temporary density shift-his muscles harden like black diamond, and his "Abyssal Aura" liquifies into a dark mist. In this state, his strength is no longer limited by physical contact; his movements create localized sonic booms and kinetic shockwaves. The cost? A total erosion of mercy, leaving only a cold, predatory instinct to dominate.

They said the Moon Goddess cursed her. But the real curse was loving him. Selene gave everything, her heart, her sight, her soul, to a man who only saw her as a tool. When the truth came out, she vanished without a trace, leaving behind the ruins of the life she once cherished. Years later, whispers spread of a woman with haunting eyes and a past wrapped in secrets. Her name? Long forgotten. Her purpose? Revenge. But when fate brings her face-to-face with a man who stirs something she thought had died, Selene begins to question whether she’s still chasing vengeance… or something far more dangerous.

•WHEN FANTASY MEETS A BL OMEGAVERSE!!• SYNOPSIS..... In a world where scent defines worth, Omegas are hunted — not cherished. So when Elian’s pack is burned to ash, he’s forced to bury his identity beneath a lie. With the help of a rare suppressant, he hides his scent, his ears, his very nature — and runs. To the world, he’s just another trembling Beta with violet eyes and no past. But the truth beating beneath his skin is far more dangerous. Then he meets Lucien, an Alpha whose golden gaze sees through everything — except the secret that could damn them both. Cold, powerful, and bound by duty, Lucien should destroy him. Instead, he keeps him. Protects him. Possesses him. But in a world that despises male Omegas, their bond is a crime. Every glance is a risk. Every touch, a betrayal waiting to happen. As suspicion spreads and the walls close in, Elian must decide whether to keep hiding… or let himself be claimed by the one man who could ruin him — the Alpha who was never meant to love him. ---

My fated mate rejected me under the Blood Moon. I died screaming his name. I woke up in hell—and the Moon Goddess is waiting. The Lunar Veil isn't the afterlife. It's a trial ground for broken wolves, where Luna strips away everything that makes you human until only truth remains. Ten trials. No mercy. Fail, and your soul burns to ash. My guide? Astro—a fallen Alpha with silver scars and secrets older than sin. He's supposed to help me survive. Instead, we're breaking every rule Luna ever made. Each trial I survive makes me stronger. Each touch between us burns hotter. And the red thread linking our fates? It's the one thing the goddess can't control.

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

"My Vampire System: Elseworlds" reimagines the tale of Quinn Talen — but this time, one premature event changes everything. Dive into this short fan saga and discover how the future unfolds when the rules are rewritten.

“She waited her whole life for her mate—only to be rejected in front of everyone.” Not by just anyone— but by the future Alpha. Labeled unworthy. Cast aside. Stripped of protection. By pack law, she is given three days before exile. Instead of begging, Mara walks into the Dark Forest, a place no omega survives alone. That’s when a voice speaks in her mind. [Omega Survival System Activated.] Seven days. No pack. No protection. A survival rate of 3%. Hunted by monsters. Watched by strangers. Forced to fight when she was never meant to. Rejected by fate— chosen by something far more dangerous. And in the end, the world that cast her out will learn one thing: They didn’t reject a weak omega. They created one powerful enough to command three alphas. . . . hey guys please don't forget to press Add to Library button and enjoy the novel. I'll be updating 1 chapter per day

On the night her fated mate rejected her for the destined heroine, Violet didn’t cry or beg. She smiled. “Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she is worth our severed bond.” Everyone thought she was the weak and pitiful omega who couldn’t shift. No one knew she was the last heir of the ancient bloodline of wolves born of the Moon and Sun, hunted to extinction. Now after returning back in time, Violet wants nothing to do with mates or pack loyalty. But fate has other plans. Three Alphas want her. One for power. One for redemption. And one whose wolf howls her name in every dream.

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??

BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

How would a wolf birth a witch and a witch wed the Devil’s Bone? Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel

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 ]