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Cursed Alpha's Witch Luna

When her boyfriend invites her to his hometown for his parent’s anniversary, Lyra imagines a quiet trip, a weekend of polite introductions and good food. Instead an attack shatters the town's peaceful facade. Out of the shadows, another pack descends, and in an instant, the humans around her transform, shifting into wolves right before her eyes. What should have been impossible unfolds in the span of a heartbeat. The world Lyra thought she knew crumbles, and in its place stands a truth more terrifying and beautiful than anything she could have imagined. And then comes the most unsettling realization of all, only Lyra could have stumbled into this world. The town is invisible to normal humans. No one else can see it. Which means Lyra is not normal at all. Drawn deeper into the conflict between rival packs, Lyra begins to sense something stirring within herself. A power she cannot name. A history she does not yet understand. The town sees it even before she dares to believe it—the mark of someone who belongs to a different kind of bloodline, one just as ancient as the wolves’. But with her power still dormant, and her place between humans and wolves uncertain, Lyra must confront the question she’s avoided her entire life: who is she really, and what is she destined to become? -------- Alpha Cyrus is haunted by a curse as old as age itself. Long before he was born, his once-great pack, vast, prosperous, and united was broken apart. Wolves who could no longer bear the weight of the curse abandoned his ancestors, forming a rival pack that has grown into his greatest enemy. Where there was once strength, there is now division. Where there was once family, there is now war. He grew up in the shadow of that history. He saw the curse not only as tragedy but as weakness. Generations of wolves had been destroyed by the curse, brought to ruin when bonds were cut short, undone by grief when fate turned cruel. To him, the mate bond was nothing more than a poison disguised as love. He swore he would never allow it power over him, and he despised those who had lost themselves to it. Until Lyra Stone. The moment their paths cross, everything he thought he knew shatters. She is his mate. His. And with her comes a truth he never wanted to face. The bond is real, its pull undeniable. For the first time in his life, Cyrus understands the grief of those who came before him, because he can finally imagine what it would mean to lose her. But the curse that tore his ancestors apart is still alive, and the rival pack born from that division is rising stronger than ever. War is coming. Cyrus must fight not only to protect what remains of his people but also to shield Lyra from the fate that has destroyed every mate before her. For the first time in generations, he refuses to accept the ending written for his bloodline. For Lyra, he will fight the curse. For her, he will lead his pack against the wolves who once called his family their own. Because this time, he will not let history repeat itself. ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.
Meekasa · 4.7k Views

The Witcher Im Jaskier

The Bard of Destiny: Synopsis After a fatal accident, a modern man wakes up in the body of Jaskier, the Continent’s most famous (and most annoying) bard. He arrives at Oxenfurt Academy years before the TV show begins, armed with one massive advantage: he knows exactly how the story ends. To save Geralt, Yennefer, and Ciri from their tragic fates, he must transform the "comic relief" into a legendary powerhouse. From writing "Toss a Coin to Your Witcher" to change public opinion, to surviving the fall of Cintra, he uses his knowledge and newfound magic to rewrite the history of the Continent. He isn't just a singer anymore—he’s the secret weapon the Witcher family never saw coming. The Bard’s Arsenal: The Powers 1. Bardic Resonance (The Song of Power) What it does: Reality-warping music. The more famous his songs become and the more people believe in them, the stronger he gets. He can heal wounds, inspire armies, or shatter a monster’s spirit just by striking the right chord. 2. Evasion Instinct (The Dancer's Gift) What it does: Supernatural survival. His body reacts to danger before his mind even registers it. This allows a "non-combatant" bard to dance through a chaotic battlefield and dodge lethal strikes from soldiers and monsters alike. 3. Voice of Command (The Compelling Word) What it does: Instant obedience. With a single spoken or sung word, he can freeze an enemy in place, force a crowd to listen, or compel an assassin to drop their weapon. 4. Elemental Verse What it does: Pure combat magic. He can weave music into physical shields that block magic or "Battle Hymns" that magically boost the speed and strength of allies like Geralt and Ciri, turning a losing fight into a victory.
What_If_4132 · 24.5k Views

Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin

How would a wolf birth a witch and a witch wed the Devil’s Bone? Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel
Ace_zza · 92.2k Views

White-Haired Bride Of Velmora

Born in secret to a palace slave and the king, Aurora has spent her life hidden in the palace shadows, treated as nothing more than a servant. Marked by white hair and piercing blue eyes, she is the living reminder of a scandal the royal family refuses to name, a shame they would rather erase than acknowledge. When a brutal war threatens the kingdom, Aurora becomes their easiest sacrifice. She is bartered away to the feared King Aldric of Velmora, a ruler whose very name leaves kingdoms trembling. “That girl is barely more than a servant,” the Queen snapped, then softened her voice with mock grace. “But this sacrifice would give her life meaning. And think of the villagers. Would we let them burn because of sentiment?” Bound in silk instead of chains, Aurora is sent to Velmora — not as a princess, but as an offering. A living shield. A forgotten daughter delivered to a man known for bloodshed. Will she survive? Will she last a day? What a cruel fate she has. But destiny has other plans. In the shadows of this new kingdom, secrets begin to unravel. Dark truths about who she truly is. Whispers of power in her blood. A mother who was far more than a slave. And a king who might destroy her… or awaken something far more dangerous within her. Caught between the family that abandoned her and a ruler who sees more than she understands, Aurora must choose what she will become: A sacrifice. A survivor. Or the storm that changes everything.
Tolyn · 11.6k Views

Blood Arena : Age of the Wolwes

“When the wolves fall silent, the world is swallowed by darkness. But when a hybrid awakens, chains are shattered.” Eighteen years ago, the Wolf Pack knelt before the Witch Queen. From that day on, the wolves silenced the savage spirits within them. They became shadows—soulless creatures forced to bleed in arenas for the amusement of witches and nobles. Soren is an aging warrior who has survived those blood-soaked arenas. But his greatest battle is not fought on the sand. It waits for him at home. Hidden deep within the forest lies his secret—his miracle. His silver-haired, honey-eyed daughter, Fauna. Fauna was found in the woods on a night everyone else called a curse. Her family tried to protect her from everything. But she could never silence the whispers in her mind. Because Fauna is not just a wolf. She understands the witches’ ancient language. She bends the wind at her fingertips. And she hears the screams of thousands of souls trapped inside the arena stones. When a silver whip cracked through the air during her father’s final match, when death reached for Soren— Fauna chose to stop hiding. That night, the world fell into darkness. That night, the souls imprisoned in stone cried out for freedom. And that night, the Arena Master once again smelled the scent of spring he had never been able to forget. Who is Fauna? The witches’ worst nightmare? Or the wolves’ long-forgotten vengeance? When darkness descends, there is only one thing you can trust: the savage hunger you can no longer silence within yourself.
Moon_walker_girl · 2.4k Views

I was the Alpha’s punishment, but he became mine

Not your regular werewolf romance Soraya’s brother makes a single, fatal mistake—one that fractures the Winter Realm and seals his sister’s fate. He kills Cordelia, the pregnant Luna of a rival pack… and the strongest wolf their world has ever known. But Cordelia wasn’t just a wolf. And Soraya isn’t either. Both women belong to a hidden witch bloodline—one so rare their mothers died protecting it, a bloodline tied to an ancient, forbidden triasal soul-bond meant to bind not two fated souls, but three. When Cordelia dies, the dormant third bond awakens… inside Soraya. Nightmares ignite. Her eyes flash molten gold. And the ancient witch book buried for decades in the Winterfall Library chooses her—revealing she was never just Zephan’s sheltered, powerless little sister. She was the final piece of a bond written in prophecy, blood, and death. Damien—the ruthless Alpha who lost his mate that night—should want nothing but Soraya’s destruction. Taking her was supposed to be punishment, vengeance, a way to break her brother. But her scent clashes with his rage. Her magic answers his dominance. And the bond meant for war twists into something darker—obsession, craving, fate pulling two enemies together harder than vengeance can tear them apart. Enemies by tragedy. Bound by forbidden magic. Haunted by the ghost of the woman they both lost. Soraya was supposed to be Damien’s retribution. Instead, she becomes the one thing he can’t reject, can’t resist, and can’t survive without— his fate.
Kimaylah · 8.1k Views