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Knight Princess and The Beasty

mmm... mm... I didn't mean like that. You know I like Venice, and I just want to see both my favorite place with my favorite man. huh...? you didn't get it. There is nothing for you to lose, you've your man, but don't forget it was me who helped you.  Who knows that I'll fall in love with a man who is a singer? Gal muttered mid-way, " Now I know how you felt at that time, when I was talking about Knit with you. "Hmph..." Well, I have a doubt... what will you do, if Daniel turns into a beast? Will you still be willing to love him? huhhh... I was just joking, don't mind. "Do I really have an answer for that?" Destini muttered to herself.  I think I got the answer to that question. I can say that I don't know what I'll be like if he really turns into something like a monster or a beast. But, I think I really have enough love to accept him, whoever he is." "But, how do I have that much love for him even without knowing myself...?" "I don't know, how it grows... Maybe because of his appearance... if it is, they call it infatuation. Or because of his character... if it is, I hadn't seen his true self at all. or because of his popularity... if it is, man... There were so many, why should I choose him who is in another country? "Man, I don't even remember how I fell for him? "I just fell in love with him because I chose him to be with me in this lifetime. That's all "I never felt his gentleness, but I had dreamed of it countless times that he would be the gentlest man in this world towards me." "And his voice... it was just magical. normally it gives me hope to walk forward towards him. At night, it was like a lullaby. like I was cuddled in between his hands and rested on his chest, and then his heartbeat was just patting me into my sleep. "It was warm and sweet like... how should I say? yeah! like a sweet home. I had never felt that feeling. "Then, tell me what you think? Do you think that I have enough love to accept him, whoever he is...?" Discord: https://discord.gg/vHGdFdpH93
Dae_v · 2.7k Views

Rejected By My Mate, Now Mated To The Lycan King

“Let me go Henry,” I said coldly. “I am not yours, not anymore.” Henry scoffed. “You will always be mine. I was your first mate.” “And yet you rejected me. I don’t need you anymore, I have-” “Who do you have, Nyssa? Him?” He laughed humorlessly. “You don’t even know who he is.” Rowan growled, a low warning sound. “Shut the fuck up!” “Why?” Henry shot back. “Tell her what you’re hiding, Rowan, let’s see if she still loves you after.” ********************* Nyssa was once the beloved of the pack—the Beta’s daughter, mated to the Alpha. But once her parents died, and she was unable to shift, her life began to crumble until she was finally rejected by her mate, Henry. It was hard enough that he left her for her best friend, but as the Beta’s daughter, she was forced to remain with him until an attack leaves their pack vulnerable and they have to seek help for the lycans. What was meant to be a diplomatic trip turned into chaos when Nyssa realizes she is mated to Rowan—the lycan king. Lycans and wolves don’t get along, and there is a lot of history between the three of them. To Nyssa, the angel she doesn’t know is better than the devil she knows, But what happens when that angel is just another devil in disguise? After all, Rowan is hiding some dark secrets of his own, the kind that threatens their already fragile bond. Would she be able to handle the pressure? Or will she go back to Henry who may have never gotten over her in the first place?
Marianaaa · 19.9k Views

the false omega’s crown

In the kingdom of Elysium, where alphas are prized for their strength and omegas for their beauty, Prince Kyon is the most celebrated omega of his generation. Known as the "Silver Rose" for his ethereal beauty and delicate, alluring scent of white tea, he has spent his life sheltered and groomed for a political marriage. He's the perfect prize, and every alpha royal in the land vies for his hand. But beneath the silken robes and demure facade lies a fierce secret: Kyon is not an omega at all. He is a dormant alpha, a rare genetic anomaly. His scent is a carefully crafted illusion, a mixture of suppressants and specialized perfumes. His gentle appearance hides a formidable physique and a will of steel. He loathes the cage he lives in, trapped by his father, the King, who fears Kyon's true nature will challenge the throne and ignite a succession war with his aggressive, true-alpha older brother. His life of deception is upended when Lord Arion, the cold and enigmatic "Black Tiger" of the Northern territories, arrives at court. Arion is a true alpha—intense, powerful, and deeply distrustful of the kingdom's politics. He's there to broker a truce between the North and Elysium, but he also seeks to find an appropriate mate. He initially scoffs at the idea of courting the supposedly fragile Prince Kyon, seeing him as just another pawn. However, a series of coincidences forces them together. When Kyon's suppressants fail during a moment of distress, his true, dominating scent of burning amber and pine briefly breaks through. Only Arion, with his exceptionally keen senses, notices the shift. Intrigued, and with a growing suspicion, Arion begins to prod at Kyon's secrets, challenging him in ways no one ever has. As Kyon navigates a treacherous court filled with jealous rivals and political schemes, he finds himself drawn to the one person who sees past his facade. Arion sees not just the false omega, but the powerful alpha hiding within. Their relationship begins as a tense dance of suspicion and curiosity, but soon blossoms into a powerful connection built on mutual respect and a shared desire for freedom. • kyon : a 28 year old alpha , with a omega reputation, and a manipulative personality. he want nothing more than to take the throne from his father and get all power to himself, his actually country is UK. •Arion : a warrior, alpha and unfortunately got turn into a omega by kyon. he didn’t want any of this but got into it anyway, was calm and serene but not anymore now he is a easily irritated person.
Prefina_Pedro · 81.6k Views

The Mating Ritual: She Came For The Gold, But Left Thoroughly Used

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!(18+ ONLY) *PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO INTENSE INTIMATE SCENES* "Say you're ours." Claude's hand tightened around my throat....not choking, just holding, reminding me who owned every breath I took. His silver eyes burned into mine, relentless and demanding. "Say it, Lilith." "I'm yours," I whispered, and the words tasted like surrender and salvation all at once. "Louder." Damien's voice was dark silk behind me, his massive body pressed against my back, his hands bruising my hips. "We want to hear you scream it." Before I could answer, Damien slammed into me from behind, filling me so completely I saw stars. The stretch, the fullness, the overwhelming sensation of being claimed....it stole every thought from my mind. "I'm....." I tried to speak, but then Claude was lifting my leg, positioning himself, and suddenly he was pushing inside me from the front, and I was being taken by both of them at once. Too much. Too full. Too intense. "Breathe," Claude commanded against my lips, but breathing was impossible when they were both moving, finding a rhythm that had me trembling violently between them. "I'm yours!" The confession finally tore from my throat as Damon's mouth found that sensitive spot on my neck, teeth scraping, threatening to mark me permanently. "I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours...." "Good girl," all three of them growled in unison. "Now prove it." Lilith Thorne is drowning. Her father.....Beta of Shadowmere Pack....was murdered six months ago. Her mother overdosed on wolfsbane and lies comatose. Her boyfriend found his true mate and threw her away like garbage. And she's wolfless.....a reject in wolf society, unable to shift, worthless and invisible. With eviction looming and hospital bills crushing her, Lilith makes a desperate choice: enter the Rite, an ancient ritual where unmated Alphas can claim women for one night in exchange for gold. But she's not paired with just any Alphas. She's chosen by Damon, Damien, and Claude Blackwood.....the Cursed Alpha Kings. Triplets cursed by the Moon Goddess to find their true mate before they turn 26, or lose themselves to their wolves forever. They have three months left. What starts as a transaction becomes an obsession. The moment they touch her, their curse quiets. Their wolves recognize something in her. And they can't let her go. But Lilith is not what she seems. She's the last daughter of the most powerful witch bloodline in existence, her magic suppressed since birth. And when that magic awakens, it will change everything. When she finally learns the truth....that breaking their curse means taking it upon herself....Lilith makes a choice that will change everything. She sacrifices herself to save them, dying in their arms while they scream her name. But death isn't the end. It's only the beginning. And when she rises from the ashes, marked by death and wielding powers she never imagined, she won't be the same broken girl who walked into the Rite. She'll be something far more dangerous. Their mate. Their queen. Their salvation. Or their destruction. Part 1: THE CLAIMING How far would you fall for three kings who worship you like a religion and claim you like a conquest? Part 2: THE RESURRECTION How dark would you become to reclaim what death stole from you? The Mating Ritual is a dark paranormal romance featuring possessive alphas, intense sexual content, a strong but broken heroine discovering her power, found family, fated mates, and a love so consuming it transcends death itself.
Salewa_25 · 537 Views

wanted by the devil's incarnate[BL]: love After A kill.

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]
Border_Collie · 12.2k Views

Beneath His Skin

Just a heads up: this story is set in an ancient world, but the characters might occasionally sound a bit more modern. I wanted to keep it lively and relatable, so don’t be surprised if you catch some phrases or expressions that feel like they belong in today’s world! ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** She was too weak to stand beside him. And his heart already belonged to another. Azura Moryn knows the rules of the Crescent Moon Pack:power is everything, and without it, you are nothing. Rankless and orphaned, she has survived on the edges by being invisible. But invisibility is not weakness, it’s a choice. Behind her quiet exterior is a resilient spirit, a surprising bravery, and a clumsy, lovable heart that refuses to be crushed, even when the odds are impossible. Rhydor Drakemire has everything. Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, feared and respected. Groomed for greatness. And deeply in love with the woman he plans to make his Luna. So when fate makes Azura his mate, the choice is simple. He rejects her. A weakling has no place beside an Alpha. And he refuses to give up the woman he loves. The bond should have shattered. Instead, something ancient awakens. Forbidden magic stirs beneath the pack lands. Golden light erupts. Pain tears through them both. And when they wake, the world is wrong. Azura opens her eyes inside the Alpha’s body, strong, powerful, untouchable. Rhydor wakes in hers, powerless, scorned, and unseen. Now their souls switch without warning, trapping them in each other’s skin while enemies circle closer and the pack begins to fracture. Every secret they uncover changes what they thought they knew, about strength, about weakness, about each other. And beyond the pack borders, a brutal Alpha King rises, draining Lunas and hunting power in his obsession with immortality. Old prophecies resurface. Whispers spread of a truth long buried: Only a female Alpha can bring him down. As forbidden magic stirs and betrayal creeps closer than loyalty, an ancient legacy refuses to stay buried any longer. Azura is about to learn the truth of her own blood. And the mate Rhydor rejected may be the one fate chose to change everything. Some bonds are broken by pride. Some curses are written in blood. And some destinies can only be uncovered…
Stephie_writes · 15.7k Views