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Thomas Hale is just a chef—until people stop fighting when they eat his food. He runs a small London restaurant, loves his wife completely, and believes a good meal can fix almost anything. What he doesn’t know is that his wife is an MI6 assassin, a werewolf, and part of a hidden world that answers only to the Crown. While Thomas jokes about bad mushrooms and worries about his five-year-old daughter’s unsettling questions, monsters hesitate, deals soften, and violence pauses in his presence. And as secrets tighten and institutions circle closer, one truth becomes impossible to ignore: the most dangerous man in the room is the one who has no idea he’s dangerous at all. --------------------------------------------------- Hi I will try increase my word count for each chapter and will try release 15 to 20 chapters a week. Thank you for reading and hope you are enjoying my first web novel.

Louise is the daughter of the Duchess of the fallen bay moon pack and her father a weak omega . Her father once kind to his daughter, changes after the incident that led to her mother's death.His hatred towards her drives him to send her away from their home in the outskirts of small river moon pack which leads her to the borders of the Gold moon pack home to the werewolf king who turns out to be her mate.Louise whom has been hoping for a mate is delighted but Kyle on the other hand is devastated, now having to accept her and fulfill his only unfilled duty to the werewolf Kingdom. Read the novel to find out if love can occur between the two or if duty will be the sole purpose of their bond.

"I, Alpha Kaelen Vancour, reject you, Skaya Miller, as my Mate and Luna of the Silver Moon Pack. You are a wolf-less disgrace, and I will not have a weakling by my side." Skaya Miller was the daughter of a legendary warrior, but at eighteen, she was labeled a 'Null'—a werewolf who couldn't shift. Heartbroken and publicly humiliated by her fated mate, she was banished into the Blackwood Forest to perish. But Skaya didn't die. Five years later, the Silver Moon Pack is on the brink of collapse, forced to plead for mercy from the Midnight Eclipse—the most ruthless and powerful pack in the northern hemisphere. When the Midnight Alpha arrives to negotiate, he isn't alone. Standing beside him is a breathtaking woman radiating primeval power, a True Alpha Luna whose scent commands every wolf to kneel. It’s Skaya. And this time, she isn't looking for an apology. She’s looking for a reckoning. Kaelen wants his Mate back. But Skaya already has a King, and her wolf is hungry for more than just a reunion—it wants justice.

A captured werewolf commander. A disgraced vampire noble. And the infant they should never have created. Vane was made for war—not for fatherhood. But when the forbidden hybrid Orion is placed in his arms, Vane vanishes into a forgotten werewolf village and builds a life quiet enough to survive. Because the day Orion’s blood awakens, hiding ends—and both worlds will come to erase them.

The saga begins in the Age of the Vikings. In frozen lands of longships, rune stones, and blood-soaked villages, Christopher Waldorf—Chris the Fearless—never bows, never hesitates. Men follow him into battle, drawn to the fire in his eyes and the unshakable certainty of his step. Until the cursed night arrives. On a hunt meant for game, wolves descend from the shadows—unnatural, merciless, monstrous. Chris fights like a storm, but by dawn, he is the only one left alive. His village lies in ruins, his family and friends slaughtered by rival tribes lying in wait. Survival becomes his curse. At first his wounds refuse to heal. Hunger gnaws beyond reason. The moon awakens something ancient in his blood. When he kills to defend himself, the first transformation begins—agonizing, violent, complete. He becomes a werewolf, a creature of shadow, fury, and blood. But then a darker forces stir. During a moon-soaked battle, an Original vampire pierces his throat. Death should claim him—but does not. The wolf curse evolves. He awakens as something entirely new: neither wolf nor vampire, but a hybrid, a fully cursed immortal. Time becomes both prison and weapon. Chris crosses lands and centuries. He fights beside mortals, leads armies, saves lives—and disappears before bonds can form. He witnesses empires rise and crumble, kingdoms flourish and decay, humanity reach new heights and plunge into horrors he cannot forget. He meets other immortals—vampires, cursed warriors, ancient beings—but belongs to none. And yet… he hunts. Always hunts. From Viking forests to eras humans barely remember, this is the story of a soul forged in blood, shaped by centuries of war and loss, and transformed into a creature the world has never seen. A warrior without home. A monster that remembers his humanity. An immortal who refuses to die. A shadow that will not rest until vengeance is complete.

Odesse is a human servant whose life changes the night she intrudes on a sacred mating ritual. Taken to the Moonlight Palace by Alpha King Valex, she is kept as his personal servant, a fate no human has ever survived. Worse, she bears the Alpha mark, something believed to be impossible for a human and forbidden by every law of the packs. An unexplainable pull binds Odesse to Valex, drawing her closer to him despite her fear and resistance. Valex, once a powerful king, was dethroned by his brother Malrik after every woman who mated with him died. Though Odesse carries his mark, they do not complete the bond. Whatever ties them together is stronger, darker, and far more dangerous than mating. As Odesse remains in the palace, she is plagued by relentless nightmares that blur the line between reality and illusion, leaving her crying black blood and questioning her sanity. Her suffering leads her to long-buried secrets, including a mysterious figure connected to her mother’s past. With every truth uncovered, Odesse is drawn closer to a destiny she was never meant to discover. As her heritage and true nature begin to surface, Odesse must face the question that could destroy her. Will her bond with Valex be her salvation, or will it be the very thing that kills her?

Sera Nightwillow thought being mated to the future Alpha was her destiny. Then Darius Blackthorn rejected her publicly—not because the bond was weak, but because she wasn't "worthy enough" for his ambitions. Her birthright as the last Omega bloodline wasn't enough. She was just a political pawn. When his brother, Matthias, claimed her next, she believed it was different. He whispered promises, showed her tenderness. Until she discovered he only wanted her to access the ancient Omega powers that could make him unkillable. Lust and greed wrapped in pretty lies. The third rejection came from their enemy, Lucian Ashenfang, who infiltrated her broken heart to turn her into a weapon against the Blackthorn pack. He trained her, armed her, made her lethal—all to destroy the brothers who'd shattered her. Three mates. Three rejections. Three men who saw her as a means to an end. So when they all come crawling back, suddenly "in love," suddenly claiming she's their true mate, Sera does the one thing that sets her free: she rejects them all right back. Stripped of her pack, her name, and her identity, Sera enters the annual Mating Hunt—a sacred week where unmated wolves compete masked and anonymous to find their true mates through scent alone. No politics. No lies. Just instinct. But fate is cruel. The overwhelming scent that calls to her soul, the fourth bond that ignites like wildfire, belongs to someone impossible: Kieran Nightbane, the rogue Alpha king who was banished for killing his own mate twenty years ago. A male so dangerous, even her three former mates fear him. He doesn't know who she is beneath the mask. She doesn't know he's been searching for her scent for two decades—because Sera is the reincarnation of the mate he lost, the Omega whose death curse bound him to find her again or die mateless. Fourth time better be the charm. Because this time, everyone wants her dead before the bond completes.

I’m an omega who is a top. I’ve never felt the need to be submissive— The idea of bending myself to take it never felt right. So I stayed alone, because every alpha wanted to soften me, quiet me, turn me into someone who isn’t me, to force me to submit and turn into a bottom. Then my father started dying, and I was bound to an enigma I didn’t ask for but couldn’t ignore. Sebastian doesn’t try to own me. He stands beside me. And somewhere between him and a masked (male) witch who sees right through every wall I built between myself and them, my life begins to unravel—and remake itself. “Please,” he says quietly, “let me help you get through your heat.” I meet his eyes and shake my head. “You can’t. You're an Enigma.” I say. “ And I’m a top.” ------ WARNING!!!!!! This book contains a huge plot twist!!!!!!!

When Julien wakes up to a seriously infuriating note from his sister---and not one, but two unexpected new housemates---will he maintain the fragile sense of normalcy he only just got back? Or will he avoid what comes next, even if it kills him? As the supernatural begins to intrude on his normal life, how will Julien confront his past, reshape his identity, and survive the dangerous bond tying him to his new companions?

Mate. He knows it instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, Serena Silverveil's wolf is silent. Mistake #1: A stranger saves her life, and she returns the favor, unaware of who he really is and expecting nothing in return. Every day Dexmon battles his wolf for control. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. Mistake #2: She accepts his offer to join his pack, along with protection she didn't ask for. She doesn't understand why he insists. But she agrees. When the initiation dagger cuts her palm, the hall gasps. Her blood is liquid gold. She expected that reaction. But they stare at her like she's a ghost, and that she didn't expect. Everyone seems to know what she is, but no one will tell her. Mistake #3: She enters the royal ball on another man's arm, wearing the boldest gown in Drakenfell. It was a gift. So it'd be rude not to. Hair done, makeup on. Every head turns. Dexmon's restraint shatters. But he’s betrothed to the daughter of the tyrant who kept Serena collared, and Princess Agnes will kill to keep him — literally. Serena must outlast, outwit, and outsmart them all to survive. She navigates poisonings, politics, and abductions. When another Alpha King arrives, the fight for her turns deadly. Two Alpha Kings, one mark, and a woman torn between them. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ✦✦✦ Excerpt: "Please save her. You have our blessing." His fangs lengthened as he leaned down and bit into her neck. Right when his venom was flowing, a black wolf shot through the crowd, slamming into him. "Are you out of your goddamn mind?" he snarled, throwing the wolf off of him. "That could have broken her neck!" The wolf growled and moved to her in a blur, sinking his fangs into her neck. Marking her right on top of his mark. "What the hell is happening right now?" Everyone else was thinking the same thing, staring in horror. ✦✦✦ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubious consent, abuse, smut, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised. Tags: fated mates, love triangle, spicy, war, royal family, betrayal, matebond, shifter, queen, underestimated, hidden powers, power couple

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

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.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT ​THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT ADULT THEMES, GRAPHIC SEXUAL SITUATIONS, AND STRONG LANGUAGE. INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY. ​In a world where the color of your wolf’s coat determines your destiny, Ember Reed is an outcast. Branded a “Harbinger of Death” by the superstitious Vicious Fangs pack, she is blamed for every tragedy she did not cause. For Ember, the Awakening ceremony is her only path to redemption: a chance to prove that a high-class wolf lives within her. ​Instead, her world shatters. ​No fur. No claws. No shift. Wolfless. The humiliation deepens when a mate bond snaps into place that very night, tethering her to Axel Varg, the Alpha's only son. Forced to choose between a “cursed” mate and his birthright, Axel rejects her in front of the entire pack. Broken and sentenced to death for her perceived taint, Ember narrowly escapes her execution. ​She is rescued by Blaine Hawthorne, Alpha of the Moon Howlers, a pack long oppressed by her own. But as her world expands, it only grows more dangerous. While the ache of Axel’s rejection still hums in her chest, a second bond suddenly anchors her to Blaine, and a third appears with the arrival of the lethal Hybrid King, Caine Maximilian. ​The truth is deadlier than the pack’s lies: Ember is an Ugnis, the legendary Red Wolf. Her power is so vast it requires four separate mate bonds to act as anchors. Without all four, her wolf remains a prisoner; with them, she is unstoppable. Now, the outcast has become the ultimate prize. To unlock her true form, Ember must survive the schemes of those who want to hurt her, find the mysterious fourth mate who holds the final key to her potential, and decide if the man who rejected her is worth reclaiming. The Great Hunt in the supernatural world has begun. They all want something only she can give, believing she is a trophy to be claimed or a resource to be drained. They are about to learn that an Ugnis does not just wake. She consumes. ___ Join my Discord server to share your thoughts, theories, or any ideas you have for the story. I’d love to hear from you as we build this world together! ​Connect with me here: https://discord.gg/fwCd7n4YB

The night Selene turns ten, her world burns. Her family is slaughtered under the Alpha King’s banner. Her pack is erased from history. Her little sister dies screaming in the garden they once played in. And on Selene’s forehead, a mark appears. The Crimson Crescent. The symbol of a prophecy powerful enough to terrify kings. Hunted, orphaned, and forced into hiding, Selene grows up in the shadows with only grief, rage, and a vow carved into her bones. She will survive. She will return. And she will make the man responsible pay in blood. Eight years later, Selene infiltrates the royal castle as a servant, hiding her identity behind a false name and lowered eyes. Every day she walks the halls of power. Every night she sharpens her hatred. The Alpha King is closer than ever. Close enough to kill. But the monster she prepared herself to face is not the man she finds. As secrets unravel and the truth behind the massacre begins to surface, Selene is trapped between vengeance and something far more dangerous. Desire. Loyalty. Choice. Because the prophecy was never about destruction alone. It was about a queen rising from ashes. And deciding who deserves to burn.

In a werewolf pack that despised weakness, Aphrodite learned to survive by staying quiet, keeping her head down, and enduring cruelty in silence. The Alpha heirs hated her. The future Beta and Gamma made her life unbearable. When she finally breaks and seeks freedom at the Moon Goddess temple, she does not find release. She finds truth. Aphrodite is not human at all. She is a rare white wolf, descended from an ancient Direwolf bloodline long believed extinct. The ritual meant to sever her ties awakens her wolf instead and with it comes the scent of five mates bound to her by fate. The Alpha twins who once scorned her now cannot stay away. A human hunter walks beside her and proves that strength is not born of fangs or dominance. A cursed Wolf King holds the key to her past and her father’s imprisonment. And watching from the shadows is one who was never meant to interfere at all. As gods fall, packs fracture, and war reshapes the world, Aphrodite must decide what destiny truly means. Is it submission to fate or the courage to choose her own path. Love does not come in one form. Neither does power. In a world ruled by gods and wolves, Aphrodite will become something neither ever expected. Not a queen. But the axis upon which the world turns.

In an alternate Universe of my published book, “Life as the Vampire God.” (No previous knowledge needed.) Humanity was locked in a desperate war against the vicious Lyracken race and their god, Lycanther. As total defeat loomed inevitable, a mysterious group stepped out of the shadows calling themselves the Evolved. These were humans who had concealed their extraordinary powers for generations. Some generously shared their knowledge with the rest of the world in the hope of turning back the Lyracken tide, while others selfishly guarded their abilities and refused to let them spread. Jareth and his sister Mia had lost almost everything to the war, his home, and his parents. The only thing Jareth had inherited was a weird looking advanced computer. When Jareth had unlocked the computer, he was granted “The Draven System” it granted him power that was similar to a video game but in real life. Now forced into military school at age fifteen, Jareth enters a high-tech academy built on salvaged enemy technology where students are ranked by their abilities and the rich buy powerful Evolved powers from special books. He must hide the Draven System inside him, its stats, experience points, quests, daily tasks, and growing skills, because powerful people are hunting for it. With a mysterious bracelet from his father, a tampered Evolved tablet giving him the rare “Jack of all Trades” power, and a strange egg that could change everything, Jareth begins to uncover a family secret tied to an ancient name: Draven. As tension rises and the old war threatens to restart, Jareth has to protect his sister, survive the academy, and figure out why the system chose him before the wrong people find out what he truly is. ** Title abbreviation TLVS The Lost Vampire System **** MY FULL BOOK AT PATREON DRAXBER FABER. If you got this far then please join my Discord Server https://discord.gg/HgfKxD32Qe TikTok @DraxberFaber - Personal Instagram @DraxberFaber - Personal YouTube @DraxberFaber - Personal © Alexander B Faber AKA Draxber Faber 2025. All rights reserved.

After dying in a sudden accident, Derek wakes up disoriented in a familiar yet strange room. He’s in a body that feels lighter, younger—like a second chance. As he looks around, he realizes his parents—whom he doesn’t recognize—are kind and young, almost as if they’ve always been this way. At first, he thinks it’s a strange dream, a glitch in his memory.

Jacob Alexander traveled from another world to the Teen Wolf universe, arriving with a sign-in system just two days before Scott McCall was bitten by Peter Hale. As a weredragon and an avid fan of the show, Jacob plans to enjoy his new reality to the fullest. He’ll befriend Stiles and Scott, stir up some fun, and—if he’s lucky—maybe even realize his dream of building a harem. A Quick Note: This fanfiction doesn’t take itself too seriously. It’s pure fun, packed with chaos, and yes—it’s a harem story. So, check your brain at the door and just enjoy the ride. Disclaimer: Teen Wolf and its characters belong to their rightful owners—not me. if you like this story and want to support me please go to: patreon.com/Ayoub_AMZ926 20 Chapters ahead of webnovel