werewolf

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

Valoria was the omega who couldn't shift — the pack freak no one wanted. Her fated mate chose her sister on the altar. Her father's solution? Hand her over as a spare bride to Lycan King Azrael — the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive. A beast who doesn't love, doesn't feel, and doesn't show mercy. He didn't want her either. But he kept her — not as a wife, not as a mate. As a toy. Something pretty to break when he's bored. "You're mine until I decide you're not, little mouse. And I haven't decided yet." He tortures her, taunts her, watches her break and smiles like it's art. But somewhere between the cruelty and the madness, his hands learned her body before his heart learned her name. He doesn't want to love her — he wants to own her, tame her, ruin her so completely that no one else will ever want what's left. And the damning part? She's starting to crave it. But there is a little secret that Azrael doesn't know. This is not Valoria's first rodeo in life. He doesn't know the Moon Goddess ripped her from death with one mission; to seduce him, tame him, and end his reign. One hundred days. That's all she has before he kills her or she kills him. The only thing the goddess didn't warn her about was the thin chance of falling for the monster she's supposed to destroy WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, addictive, and utterly unhinged. Expect 18+ smutty content, dubcon, PLOT TWISTS, and a monster who might either steal or crush your heart. Proceed at your own risk (of addiction, lmao).

She has spent her life believing she's cursed - a wolfless embarrassment her father barely tolerates. But when she's forced into a contract marriage with the cold and terrifying Lycan King, she learns the truth is far more deadly. *** He didn't ask for a wife, just a womb for his heir. Emotionless, merciless, and built entirely from brooding muscle and trauma, the Lycan King intends to use her, then send her back where she came from. But when an assassination attempt exposes the lies surrounding her birth, he realises he's married something far more dangerous than a powerless girl.

Alaric first met Anya when they were only six years old. They did not know what fate was, or what the Moon demanded but an unseen force pulled them together the moment their eyes met. In that instant, something ancient stirred within Alaric’s blood. A certainty far beyond reason took root in his heart. Even as a child, he knew. Anya was his.

In a world where supernatural creatures are forced to hide behind the scenes, they are forced to stay in the darkness, never revealing themselves to the light of the world. But what if the world itself changed? A world where such creatures didn’t have to hide; instead, they reigned supreme. That is the world Liam Lycann has been thrust into. And as a fellow supernatural creature himself, he is forced out of the darkness and into the light. In a world where monsters rained from the sky, changing the social hierarchy of the world, Liam must survive this apocalypse. He must begin his journey to level up. But can the creature that ascends this new world to be the strongest possibly be a werewolf? Goals: 25 Powerstones = 1 extra chap per week 50 Powerstones = 3 extra chap per week 100 powerstones = 5 extra chap per week Cover made by Shyrlo Join the server: https://discord.gg/23mWAh2ZjS

A forgotten author awakens as Mika, a breathtaking omega commoner inside his own BL werewolf novel—only to discover he is the sacred Lunaris, feared by the Moon Church and desired by powerful Alphas. Hunted by a holy crusade, bound to the Alpha Prince Caelan, and awakening forbidden Apocalypse powers, Mika must survive palace betrayal, twisted prophecy, and a war that could shatter the Moon itself.

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

Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”

In a world ruled by bloodlines and bound by prophecy, the strongest werewolves rise through ritual and power except those cast aside by fate. Cassandra comes from a disgraced family, cursed and rejected by wolves for generations. She is a nobody. Kael Stormborn was raised to be the savior of their kind. Groomed since birth to bind with the legendary Alpha wolf and stand against the awakening darkness, he is the heir to destiny itself: arrogant, confident, unstoppable. Everyone knows his fate—everyone, that is, except the wolf. When Cassandra enters the Hatchery, the legendary wolf makes a choice that no one expects: it chooses her. The world holds its breath as prophecy collides with reality, power with defiance, and destiny with desire. Together, Cassandra and Kael must navigate elemental forces, rival packs, and a darkness older than the world itself. And as the seals of an ancient evil begin to crack, they will discover that some bonds cannot be broken and some legends cannot be rewritten without consequences.

5 years ago: “I’m pregnant,” I whispered, hope warring with fear. “That baby isn’t mine. I don’t want it,” Derek, my first love, said with brutal finality. “An omega’s daughter carrying my heir? Never,” Hugo, the intense one, sneered, his words a slap in the face. “My family would never accept a child from you. Get rid of it,” Parker, the one I thought was kind, ordered coldly. 5 Years Later: “My mate is barren. I need an heir, Bella. My heir,” Derek demanded, his eyes burning with a new fire. “That boy… he has my eyes. Don’t let him call another man ‘dad’,” Hugo pleaded, his voice thick with an emotion I’d never heard. “I’ll leave my wife. Just let me be a father to our daughter,” Parker vowed, desperation cracking his controlled facade. “You wanted them gone,” I said, my voice ice. “What makes you think you deserve to be their fathers now?” Bella Kent was just an omega’s daughter, bullied and timid. She gave herself to her three alpha best friends, only for them to shatter her world. They took her body and then ghosted her, leaving her pregnant and alone. Hunted by her own family, she ran to the human world to save her unborn triplets. Now, she’s returned as the commanding Dr. Bella Vance, a powerful research doctor with a new name and a wealthy, possessive husband. She’s back to cure a plague, but she finds herself confronting the three men who ruined her. They are tangled in their own lives, but the sight of Bella with three children—each a mirror of one of them—unleashes a storm of regret and obsession. A shocking truth ties her to them in ways she can’t escape. As enemies close in and her own rare power awakens, Bella is forced into an impossible choice by the council: marry one of the alphas who abandoned her, or lose her children forever.

Lyra Cooper spent eighteen years believing she was nothing more than a forgotten human orphan. Then, on her eighteenth birthday, the truth shattered everything. Her biological mother appears out of nowhere—Queen Vivienne Luna, ruler of the werewolves—and drags Lyra into a brutal supernatural world she never asked to be part of. Worse, Lyra isn’t just a werewolf. She’s a hidden princess. The prophesied heir destined to end a rising vampire war. There’s just one problem. Lyra is wolfless. Weak. A disgrace in a world that worships power. To “prove her worth,” Lyra is sent to Celestia Alpha Academy, a ruthless training ground for elite wolves. If she can survive and graduate on her own, she won’t be forced into a political marriage. But the academy is anything but safe—especially when her greatest tormentors turn out to be the very men fate has bound to her. Ash Ironwood, the brutal Alpha heir who despises the wolfless. Xander Eclipse, a sadistic enforcer who makes her his personal prey. Killian Nightshade, a knight sworn to the crown who rejects her without mercy. And Alaric Killianvale, a forbidden, emotionally scarred High Alpha who refuses to want her—no matter how strong the bond burns.As jealousy ignites, enemies circle, and ancient prophecies unravel, Lyra discovers the cruel truth: her world-saving power can only be unlocked by consummating her bonds. All four of them. Hunted, desired, and torn between men who refuse to share, Lyra must decide whether she will submit to fate… or rewrite it entirely. Because this time, the discarded girl isn’t running anymore. She’s ready to become a Luna.

He fumbled for his walkie-talkie, a flicker of anticipation lighting his dull eyes. He was about to deliver good news to the faceless bastards at base. But before he could speak, a blur of movement at his feet caught his attention. The werewolf, the one shackled in silver, fueled by a desperate surge of adrenaline or perhaps the raw agony of betrayal, had broken free. The three other men who had accompanied him roared in frustration and gave chase, their heavy boots pounding on the cracked asphalt. But the leader didn't move. A slow, cruel smile spread across his face. Protocol be damned. He unholstered his sidearm, the cold steel a familiar comfort in his hand. He thumbed the transmit button on the walkie-talkie. "Found another one," he reported, his voice flat and devoid of emotion. Then, without a flicker of hesitation, the sharp crack of a gunshot tore through the oppressive silence. The bullet slammed into the fleeing werewolf's back, the impact throwing her forward before she collapsed in a broken heap. His companions, now returning, exchanged irritated glances. "They want them alive," one of them muttered, his voice tight with annoyance. This loose cannon was going to cause problems. Trinity's life has been defined by isolation and the scars of abuse, a stark contrast to the powerful lineage she doesn't know she possesses. Born to a Beta wolf, the Alpha's second, she was cast out as a defective at the mere age of two, growing up completely unaware of the wolf world that was her birthright. That ignorance is violently stripped away when she is abducted and forced back to the pack that abandoned her. Thrust into a world of primal instincts and ancient traditions, Trinity must confront a reality she never imagined. As she grapples with her sudden transformation and the revelation of her true nature, a dark shadow falls over the wolf community: their kind are vanishing. Against her will, Trinity finds herself drawn into the desperate search for the missing, a quest that leads to a sinister quasi-governmental facility engaged in horrifying experiments. Her journey is one of unwilling discovery, as she fights to understand her past and confront the dangerous future that awaits.

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.

"I told you to stay away from me. Are you so dense that you don't understand simply warnings?" Ian glared down at her, anger and irritation evident in his voice. "But i wasn't following you." Camelia blinked at him, innocently which only angered him more. He walked closer while Camelia backed away till her back hit the tree bark. Ian placed his hands on the side of the tree, caging her in between. "Tell me..." Ian tilted his head to the side. "Were you following the squirrels?" he asked, his cold, green eyes piercing into her blue ones. Camelia smiled nervously, nodding. Ian's already dark aura turned intensified when he heard her reply. He grabbed her jaw, bringing his face closer to her own. "Are you calling me a squirrel?" he asked, his voice dropping dangerously low. ..... Treated as an outcast and an abomination, Carmelia was hated by the entire blood moon park. A werewolf with a dormant wolf, what curse could be far worse. Her life was a series of bad luck after the other, first was her father death which the entire park blamed her for including her own mother. She soon finds some light in her dark life when she meets him for the second time, her cold saviour. Ian Draven, a sadistic, emotionless vampire with a very disturbing past, who is feared by even his own kind. What happens when they both find out that they are mates, destined to destroy both their kind?

What if the monster you were sold to wasn't the real danger? They call him the Monster. Nine wives. Nine graves. No heirs. I was supposed to be the tenth. Sold by my family to save a sister who betrayed me, I thought survival meant staying invisible. But when I healed Alpha Kael Cinderclaw in the snow, I accidentally bound us together, a mate bond neither of us wanted and neither can sever. Now I feel his rage like fire beneath my skin. He feels my fear like a blade against his throat. And the fortress that buried nine wives is watching us both. My family wanted me erased. His enemies want me dead. And Kael? He looks at me like I'm the one thing he can't afford to want—but can't let go. They wanted a sacrifice. They're getting an awakening. In a world where power is everything, the wolfless girl just became the Alpha's greatest weakness, and his most dangerous obsession.

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, the scent slammed into Prince Dexmon like a charging bull. A primal urge to mate with her followed, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence. His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. It took every ounce of control he possessed to hold back. Meanwhile, she stood there, calm, oblivious to him coming apart at the seams. The Moon Goddess, it seemed, truly had a twisted sense of humor. ✦✦✦ Chained in silver and hunted, Serena collapses into the arms of the Alpha Prince of Drakenfell. Mine. Mate. But a year in silver chains left her wolf silent. She has no idea what she is to him. He is betrothed to the daughter of the man who kept her in chains. So he stays silent and watches her become the most dangerous temptation in the realm. They think she is an omega runt he dragged home out of pity. That she needs protection. She is neither. "Your concern is noted. Unnecessary. Polite, though." Dragons bow to her. A mark burns on her arm. Ancient power answers her call. Oh, and she's the woman his soul has reached for across lifetimes. But he isn't the only one obsessed. When another tries to claim her, Dexmon’s restraint snaps. Fighting over her is one thing. Hunting her is another. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. The same dark forces that destroyed her pack rise again, and Serena refuses to let history repeat. Not in this life. ✦✦✦ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubious consent, abuse, smut, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised. Tags: love triangle, spicy, war, royal family, betrayal, matebond, shifter, queen, underestimated, hidden powers

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The city never slept, but it whispered. Shadows slithered through glass towers and cobblestone alleys alike, carrying secrets older than anyone dared speak aloud. And tonight, one secret throbbed louder than the rest—one that had been carefully buried for generations. She didn’t know she was the most dangerous person in her family. Not because they didn’t see it—they did. They just didn’t want her to know. Women were kept in the light, or so they said. Men alone inherited the dark truths: the ancient pacts, the hidden power, the blood that could bend monsters and mortals alike. Her blood could make kings tremble, warriors fall, and empires falter. Yet she was human, or so they insisted. Every whispered warning she’d ever ignored was a thread in a trap she hadn’t yet realized. Somewhere in the distance, someone watched. Not the predators who thought to control her, nor the elders who hoarded the truth—but a man who understood order, risk, and danger better than most. He did not yet know her. He did not yet know the storm she carried in her veins. But when they collided, nothing would remain the same. Tonight, the rules were about to change. And she would decide whether to follow them—or shatter them entirely.

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

On her fourteenth birthday, Aurora watched her family being assassinated by a masked man with a scorpion tattoo on his right wrist. Six years later, weighed down by her comatose brother’s hospital bills, Aurora works at a BDSM club just to survive. One night, she comes face to face with a Masked Dom—a powerful man who bears the same scorpion tattoo in the exact same spot. Certain he is the monster who destroyed her life, Aurora accepts his offer to clear all her debts in exchange for becoming his submissive for two months. To her, it is the perfect chance to get close enough to drive a blade through his heart. But things don’t go as planned. Instead of hatred, Aurora begins to fall in love with the masked man. And the game changes when Aurora lands a second job as the personal secretary to the Lycan King. The moment she meets him, her world tilts. He looks exactly like the masked man from the club—the same face structure, the same presence. The only differences? His eyes and hair are a different shade… and there is no tattoo on his wrist. How could two men look so alike? Believing he is a completely different man, Aurora falls for him too. What Aurora doesn’t know is that the masked man she wants to kill, the masked man she loves, and the Lycan King she is falling for are all one man. PS: This book has a high rate of sex, specifically dominant and submissive displays. PS: Two chapters are updated daily.