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Althea Nocturne is nothing but a wolfless omega rejected by her Alpha mate and framed for murdering his unborn heir. With a pack baying for her blood and nowhere left to run, she flees into the one place no wolf dares tread: the Red Mist, where the Hellhound of the North makes his den. Thorne Vargan is a creature of shadow and vengeance, the son of a Witch Luna burned alive by Althea's own mother. He swore to destroy everyone responsible and when Morgana's daughter stumbles bleeding into his hellish domain, he sees his chance. He claims her as a captive. As the perfect tool to gut the pack system from within. But the bond doesn't care about his plans for retribution. It doesn't care that she's the daughter of his enemy. It thrums for her with a fury that threatens to consume them both Her scent tempts the beast he's barely controlling, her fear feeds something he thought long dead while she bears secrets that could unravel everything he's built. And while Thorne keeps her caged, the Alpha she fled is coming. He wants his little omega back. But Thorne isn't letting her go. — ~Excerpt~ "Because," he said, his voice dropping to a husky growl that made my core clench, "my restraint is going to shatter if you keep touching me." The words hung in the air between us. I looked down, following his gaze, and saw it, the unmistakable bulge pressed against his pants, hard and straining. My pheromones. They were affecting him. "I would like to take you up on your offer," he muttered, his voice rugged, tipping into ravenous. Confusion whirled through me. "What offer?" "The kiss," he whispered. "Not a peck, Thea." My heart ceased beating, liquid fire filling my veins. "I want tongue.” — Dark paranormal romance Morally Grey ML Forced proximity Captor/Captive ENEMIES to lovers Fated mates Angst Smut

[Wife-Protecting Maniac + Group Favorite + Feel-Good Story] Her white lotus younger sister stole her engagement and even sent her to a profligate as a plaything. She turned and climbed onto her imperial uncle’s carriage, her eyes dazzled by his immense merit. He was dying, and she happened to be able to cure him, so the two hit it off immediately. Once the imperial decree of marriage was issued, with the Prince of Jin as her backing, she immediately launched a series of scum-abusing actions. Scummy Father: "Our family has no money!" She casually confiscated the entire family's assets, reclaimed her birth mother's dowry, and made them eat dirt. Scummy Sister: "The Second Prince likes me!" She pulled out her stepmother's deed of sale: "What to do? Your mother is my mother's servant, so you're a servile-born daughter." Emperor Emeritus: "You cannot be this princess consort; my son's fate cannot withstand you!" Prince of Jin: "How could my princess consort bear to be the death of me?" Note : Consider to Support this Story on Patreon.com/Flokixy to access advanced Chapters & 2 Chapters Daily and To Support The Daily Update

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.

A COMPLETE SHORT STORY! The new alpha of the Moon Pack needs a mate. And he has only one candidate in mind: the woman whose been his secret crush since he was a teenager. Lilly Addison is older than him, and the most gorgeous female he's ever laid eyes on. But she's also a human ... a human with a secret that might end their love story before it even begins...

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.

I died on my wedding night. My mate the Alpha I had loved all my life abandoned me before the entire pack, humiliated me, and whispered his final command through our bond: “Just die already.” And I did. But fate was cruel. Instead of peace, I opened my eyes again… reborn to the very night of my betrayal. This time, I wasn’t the weak, naïve Luna who let her sister steal everything. This time, I would tear their lies apart.

Selara carries a secret powerful enough to start a war. Hunted after the fall of her royal bloodline, she is forced into the territory of Draven Blackclaw, a cold, dangerous Alpha whose obsession with control is matched only by his hunger for dominance. He does not trust her. He does not want her. Yet he cannot let her go. Their connection begins in hostility and grows into a dangerous game of power, desire, and restraint. Selara refuses to submit. Draven refuses to release her. Between them lies a fragile line between protection and possession. As enemies rise and the pack begins to question their Alpha’s loyalty, Selara must decide whether revenge matters more than survival and whether loving Draven will save her… or destroy them both. A slow-burn, dark werewolf romance packed with obsession, forbidden attraction, enemies-to-lovers tension, and explosive secrets.

#PossessiveAlpha #SharpTonguedOmega #RoyalCourt #EnemiesToLovers #SlowBurn #ABO #Mpreg #EliteGuards #KnifeDuke #ScandalRomance #DepartmentOfSpite The Emperor’s bloodhound knows only how to hunt and he’s found a very interesting new prey. Gregoris Frasner doesn’t do polite conversation or slow dances. He doesn’t charm at banquets or linger for court gossip. He kills when ordered, tracks threats no one else can see, and sleeps better when his hands are stained with something real. His loyalty belongs to the Emperor and his Consort. Everything else is temporary. Until Rafael Rosenroth. Rafael was supposed to stay out of this. He’d spent years avoiding his mother’s arranged marriages, carefully balancing court expectations with just enough distance to be safe. But after one too many incidents, he was drafted into Gabriel’s infamous “Department of Spite,” where diplomacy is sharp, everything is weaponized, and affection is more dangerous than betrayal. But fate and Alexandra pushed him right into the depths of hell. What began as a joke turned into an obsessive alpha and an omega who wants nothing to do with him. Books order: Bound by the Mark of Lies (BL) Shadow Unit Scandal: The Commander’s Omega

“For years I have tried to tell you I was innocent, and what did you do?” “Briar, please,” Cassian tried to say. “It’s not like that―” “Like what?” I spat. “Not like you’ve tormented me my whole life? Not like you’ve used me and tried to have me killed?” “There was a reason for it,” Rowan tried to say. His eyebrows were furrowed together tightly as he took a step forward. He reached for my hand, and I quickly stepped back. Hurt flashed across his eyes. “We didn’t know―” “Of course you didn’t,” I said with a humorless laugh. “All you did was listen to the lies Violet told you. Even though I am your fated mate, you’ve ignored all my pleas to just listen to what I had to say.” “Briar, please listen to us,” Soren said. His eyes were red with desperation. “Please give us another chance.” “No,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m done waiting. I’m done hurting.” I met their gaze, mustering all the strength I had. I ignored the way their mark on my neck burned in protest. “You’ve made your bed,” I said. “Now it’s time to lie in it.” *** Briar Argyris was born into power, the youngest daughter of the revered Beta family of the Shadowclaw Pack―until the day she vanished. Kidnapped as a child and presumed dead, Briar returned years later, broken and bloodied at the border of her homeland. But her family had already moved on. Her sister, Willow, had grown into a prodigal daughter. As such, there was no room for the forgotten daughter. From the moment she came home, Briar was treated like a curse. Her presence seemed to poison Willow, and as such, Briar was forced to stay far away from her―in the omegas’ quarters. When Willow supposedly died, Briar's fate was sealed. The pack believed she was the murderer, and no one was willing to listen to her pleas. Until the Moon Goddess intervened. Right before her execution―her 18th birthday―Briar's destiny was revealed. She was the fated mate of not one, but three Alphas. Rowan. Soren. Cassian Hadeon. Childhood friends of Willow. Heirs of the Shadowclaw Pack. And her greatest tormentors. They wanted nothing to do with her―convinced she had destroyed the girl they loved, and fueled by the lies of Violet, Willow’s best friend. To them, Briar was nothing but a cruel joke of fate. Trapped in a bond she didn’t choose, hated by the men fate bound her to, Briar is determined to survive―even if her heart shatters in the process. Because the truth is still buried. And when it finally surfaces, the Alphas will learn that the girl they rejected is not only their true mate… She’s the key to everything they thought they lost.

At thirty-four, Rhea Voss is at the end of her rope. With a dying father, a mountain of medical debt, and a heart worn thin by sacrifice, she walks into Axiom for a job. Instead, she finds a monster. Dominic Ashcroft is younger, richer, and more dangerous than any man she’s ever met. He doesn't want an assistant; he wants a possession. He sees her fractures, her desperation, and her hidden beauty, and he decides to own them all. He offers her a contract that will save her father’s life, but the cost is total surrender. No shared calendars. No privacy. No walking away. To the world, she is his executive assistant. Behind the closed doors of his penthouse, she is his "Fragile" obsession. Rhea thought she was signing a deal with a savior. She didn't realize she was handing her leash to a man who doesn't know how to let go. He bought her debt. Now, he’s coming to collect.

#Cannon Fodder, Second Chance, Male lead fall in love first, Bloodline Awakening, Possessive ML, Weak to Strong FL, Business World# In a world with a clear hierarchy between powerful Awakened bloodlines and weak humans, Severine Vale never believed in miracles. That is, until a sudden series of dreamlike memories forces her to awaken to a truth she was never meant to know: She is living inside a novel. Her Awakened dorm-mate, Alina Hart, is the protagonist. Meanwhile, Damien Rhodes, the cold young master of a Wolf bloodline, is the male lead—one whose love story with Alina begins through a twisted cycle of “I bully you because I hate you” and ends with “I bully you because I love you.” And Severine? She’s nothing more than cannon fodder—a side character who dies five years later under the male lead’s 'revenge'. Determined to change her fate, Severine avoids the original plot at all costs—only to discover that even the smallest flutter of her actions sends the entire story spiraling off course. The main characters begin knocking on her door one by one. Worst of all, fate pushes her into a moment that never existed in the novel. On the night she tries to escape humiliation, Severine barges into a forbidden room… and straight into the territory of a Monster—Killian Rhett King, a villain so ruthless that even Damien fears him. Severine only wanted to stay far from the story. But how is she supposed to escape when Killian’s presence in her supposedly peaceful life keeps growing… and growing?

In the underworld, there are no saints—only predators. Matthew is one of the most feared. Cold, untouchable, and merciless, he is the silent king of Mercato del Muerte, the black market where weapons, blood, and secrets are sold. Everyone bows to his rules, because those who don’t… vanish. Vinny, another alpha, is his opposite—charismatic, reckless, magnetic. He thrives in chaos, flirting with danger as if it were a game. When he crosses paths with Matthew, it should have been a fleeting rivalry. Instead, he finds himself pulled into Matthew’s world, chained by debts, desires, and a fire he can’t put out. Two alphas. One black market. A dangerous game of dominance and submission where every touch feels like a threat, every kiss tastes like betrayal, and every choice could draw blood. Enemies. Rivals. Lovers. In a world where trust is worth less than a bullet, can Vinny survive Matthew’s hunger—or will he be ruined by it? https://discord.gg/tD8ppQCCw join my discord

Neon is a broke high school student whose only escape is reading Omegaverse novels. He’s a loyal reader—he devours every single Omegaverse story he can get his hands on. His favorite right now? Angel in Hell, a bestselling novel he loves with all his heart. Neon adores everything about it… except one thing: Zyren Kael. A D-class Alpha. The villain. The nightmare of the whole book. Villains are meant to be hated, but Zyren is on another level—cruel, stupid, obsessive, and always ruining the precious omega Angel’s life. Neon curses him every time he appears on the page. But the night he finishes the novel, Neon dies in an accident. And when he opens his eyes again… he’s not in his tiny cheap apartment. He’s lying in a luxurious bedroom inside an expensive mansion— reborn as Zyren Kael, the villain he hates the most. Neon swears he will NOT follow the villain’s tragic path. He refuses to be cruel. He refuses to follow the book’s script. He plans to live quietly, avoid trouble, marry a side-character beta, and spend his days peacefully. But the novel itself refuses to follow its own plot. So why— Why are all the male leads obsessed with him? Why is the main character suddenly in love with him? Why is everyone chasing after him? Why does the world treat him like he’s the true protagonist? He was supposed to be the villain. So why does he feel like the main character instead? What on earth is happening to this story…?

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.

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

On the day I was to marry the love of my life, the ceremony was bathed in blood. The Vampire Emperor, Azrael Bloodbourne, tore me from the altar and dragged me into his dark and dangerous world. He says I am his bride. His possession. His key to a legacy no vampire has ever dared to dream of. But as I struggle against his shadow, another figure emerges from the cold. Ezryn Graemor, Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe, kidnaps me for his own desperate purpose—to lift a curse that has haunted his bloodline for generations. I thought he only needed me for my blood… but every glance, every touch, betrays a truth far more dangerous. I am his fated mate. In Azrael’s darkness, I feel a fire I shouldn’t crave. In Ezryn’s wintered touch, I feel a pull I can’t resist. Now I must choose to either surrender my body to the Vampire who claims me as his Empress, or risk everything for the Lycan whose soul is bound to mine. Either way, my heart and my life hangs in the balance. WELCOME TO BOOK ONE OF MY FANTASY SERIES.

Caden Holt was once the ruthless leader of a rogue band of mercenaries. Now, after defeating the monsters that threatened the Werewolf Kingdom, he has earned the title of alpha and the recognition of a king. To secure his new position and honor his service, the King decrees that Caden must marry the daughter of a powerful alpha. Caden agrees, expecting a union that will strengthen his pack. But a cruel twist of fate—and the cunning schemes of the Crescent Pack—forces him into an unexpected match. Instead of the radiant youngest daughter of Alpha Ruden, he finds himself bound to the eldest. The daughter without a wolf. The daughter hidden away in her room and scorned. The daughter considered weak, plain, and unworthy of an alpha’s gaze. Yet what begins as a mistake soon becomes something far more dangerous. For behind her quiet exterior lies a strength that cannot be measured in looks or power—and a soul that captures Caden in ways no one ever could.

Elara, in whose veins flows the most ancient blood of the universe, was mistaken for an Omega and bound in chains. But Kael had no idea that the sound of those chains breaking could shatter the entire order of the Lycan world. When, under the moonlit night of the Silver Moon Pack, Elara was publicly rejected by her own mate reduced to a living corpse no one realized that this was not merely the humiliation of a girl. It was the awakening of the ancient White Wolf, a name that history itself once feared to utter. Elara is no longer part of the Silver Moon Pack. Yet her blood has ignited a genetic storm deep within the dark abyss of "The Below", where even the hands of Covenant’s scientists tremble scientists operating under the authority of Syrus. Alpha Damon, standing at a point between loyalty and betrayal from which there is no return, is now forced to face a horrifying truth: Who is the true founder of "The Covenant"? One after another, how do monstrous and deadly enemies begin to launch attacks on Elara and Damon? Despite Syrus’s ruthless schemes, Elara sets out toward the frozen Arctic wastelands to confront him but will she return victorious from a place where even birds cannot survive? What has Syrus done that a savage beast like Varkas, along with his feral horde, marches to the very threshold of The Below, determined to rip its roots from existence? But the real question is not where Elara is it is how she will face these lethal enemies, because every time she unleashes her power, she comes dangerously close to death. So… Will the innocent girl inside Elara still survive? Or will she do something powerful enough to silence the entire world? The iron gates of The Below are shattering like ice, and from its depths rises a resonance still only an echo for now, but soon to become a reality no Alpha will be able to change. What happens that drives Elara to send Damon on a mission certain to end in death? And finally… the last night of Damon and Elara arrives.

Adele de Frostfang, born a princess and a Luna by blood, she was never meant to be invisible. Yet at twenty-two, she remains unmated, powerless, and whispered about behind gilded doors. Her childhood spent in hospitals left her sheltered and naïve, while her younger sister shines effortlessly in the spotlight of society. In a world ruled by packs, power, and bonds, a Luna without a mate is seen as incomplete—and disposable. Tired of pity and ridicule, she makes a reckless decision: if fate will not give her a mate, she will choose one herself. She decides to learn the ways of high-circle from a rogue, what begins as lessons in confidence, society, and adulthood slowly turns into something deeper. But secrets cannot stay buried forever. This is a modern werewolf romance about choice, growth, forbidden bonds, and a no-mate Luna who dares to write her fate.

Kim Hye Yoon , 24 year old who escaped his tragic life of a gangster and went aboard to study was also coincidentally the most famous A.O.B writers out there in the field. His fan following was so much huge that even if he said that he wanted the world to be A.O.B they would support it! And not much longer before an interviewer asked him one thing he wanted the most "Do you want the world to be A.O.B?" "Yes, absolutely!" His answer was not shocking at all. But the one thing he considered impossible happened. Before he even knew his landlord came. The land lord who is a mafia actually started to develop a interest in Kim Hye Yoon. That is how the story of Kim Hye Yoon in a new chapter of his life began!