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Her husband had a dream to become the strongest Alpha and unite the Eastern regions. So for five years, Rena Mirel buried herself in research to create something that could make her husband's dream come true. Yet, just when success was within reach, Rena realised her entire life was nothing more than a lie. After discovering her marriage was nothing more than a carefully staged sham, she lost everything in one devastating blow. And the man she once called husband was preparing to marry another woman, as if their life together never existed. As though to him, she was simply disposable. To the world, she was foolish. But grief is a dangerous thing when it hardens into resolve. So when Rhys Carter, Rogue Billionaire, powerful, ruthless, and nothing like the weak man she once loved, shows interest in her research, she is faced with a choice. Stay broken… Or rise. This time, she’s not choosing a scumbag. She’s choosing power. And the Alpha she plans to pick does not lose.

To werewolves, humans are maggots. Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself. The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin. Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath. Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it. To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool. But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield. The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between. Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. •Morally grey MLs • Enemies to lovers • Dark reverse harem • possessive alphas • betrayal & revenge • Angst • Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

As the Crown Prince, Savier Remmington has lived under strict expectations. This was not only from his own parents and the empire's citizens, but also one he had imposed on himself. He always thought that his life would be like the norm, no matter how extraordinary his identity may be. Savier admired the relationship his parents had and longed to find his own omega to cherish. In a world governed by pheromones and instincts, Crown Prince Savier was meant to fall for and marry an omega. That was common sense. Yet, there comes Rylan Wever, the quiet and unshakeable alpha assigned as his personal guard. A talented alpha he had admired since he was a kid. He did not know when the simple admiration turned to something deeper, overturning all his plans and worldviews. Savier must decide. Follow the path carved for him, or rewrite it at the risk of losing everything. After all, two alphas can’t be together, right? *** In the same universe as The Emperor's Omega is an extra. You don't actually need to read the first book, but I would appreciate it if you did. (lol) #alphaxalpha #omegaverse #crownprincexroyalguard #slowburn #agegap #timeskip #forbiddenlove

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.

The Debt was blood. The Payment was me. In the billionaire world of the Valerius Pack, money is power, but blood is survival. When my father defaulted on five hundred million, he didn't just lose his company. He lost me. They sent the Valerius Twins to collect. Lucian: The Alpha CEO. A Primal whose power is burning him alive. He doesn't want a wife; he needs an Anchor. A human biological necessity to keep his beast from going feral. Killian: The Enforcer. He doesn't need an anchor. He doesn't care about the contract. But he’s decided that whatever belongs to the Alpha... belongs to him too. I’m just a human. No claws. No pack. No power. But I have the one thing their bloodline is dying for: The Scent. The contract is simple: One year of proximity. One bed. One Heir for the Alpha. He treats me like collateral. I treat him like a nightmare. He thinks he bought my submission, but he didn't realize that a leash works both ways. Killian is waiting for me to break, but it’s the Alpha who holds my chains. ​And as the moon rises, I realize the monster doesn't just want my blood. He wants my soul. ​"Stay close, Little Human. If I drift, you’re the first one I’ll bite."

She was born without a wolf. Born without protection. Born without a place in her own pack. When enemies storm her home and her brother dies shielding her with his body, Lyria loses the only person who ever called her family. Her Alpha father chooses politics over blood and sells her at a black market auction to secure peace. She steps onto the stage expecting humiliation. She does not expect to catch the scent that makes her pulse stumble. Her mate. Alpha Kael smells it too. But the look in his eyes is not desire. It is hatred. He believes she destroyed the woman he loved. He believes her existence cost him his true Luna. So he buys her, not to cherish, but to break. He marks her publicly while denying the bond between them. He vows she will suffer in his territory. Yet fate does not bend to pride. And wolves do not choose wrong. Secrets rot beneath the ashes of two ruined packs. Blood was spilled by hands neither of them suspect. And the truth, when it claws its way to the surface, will force a choice between vengeance and destiny. Because sometimes the one you are meant to love is the one you swore to destroy.

Ariana Sinclair’s golden eyes hide a dangerous secret. She is the Fifth Blood, a power believed to unite the ancient supernatural bloodlines. When monsters from the Void begin invading the world, Ariana learns her destiny is far greater than she ever imagined. Standing beside her is Kael Vaughn, the Storm Wolf Alpha whose lightning power and fierce loyalty make him the only one capable of protecting her. But as the rulers of the Void rise and the Void Emperor awakens, Ariana and Kael must unlock a power never seen before. Together they become the Sovereign Storm Beast, a celestial fusion of dragon, wolf, and living light. But saving the universe may require more than power. It may require teaching even the Void itself what balance truly means.

The plan was simple: attend my stepsister, Enor’s wedding, survive the awkward family drama, and maybe ignore the fact that my lifelong crush, Jeremy, guilt-tripped me into coming back to Vale after nearly seven years. But then the twin future Alphas decided to ruin everything by claiming I was their mate. Funny. Right? A human girl. Mated to two Alphas. Seriously? Now my life’s a twisted mix of desire, danger, and one very infuriating Alpha, Hardin who thinks my body’s a trophy he already owns.

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]

He’s the Don’s sin. Violence in a tailored suit. A man people pray never learns their name. And now… he whispers mine like it belongs to him. I was never meant for men like him. I lived behind sugar and silence – a plus size girl with soft hands, sweet lies, a life no one looked too closely at. Until he did. One glance. One touch. One kiss that tasted like a warning I should’ve obeyed. Now I’m his. Given. Claimed. Bound in a vow I never chose – to the enforcer who breaks bones as easily as he breaks rules. I told him no. He smiled. I tried to run. He dragged me back. I fight him with everything I have – my fear, my anger, the last pieces of myself he hasn’t taken yet. But he doesn’t want pieces. He wants all of me. My breath. My body. My secrets. And the way he looks at me – like he’s already decided where I belong – makes something dark and traitorous curl inside my chest. Because this isn’t just control. It’s hunger. And the most dangerous truth? The more I resist him… the more I start to wonder – What happens if I stop?

Crown Prince Rain Vale an heir only by title—never by heart. In the kingdom of Silverreach, omegas are meant to serve, not rule. Yet I was born the son of the consort and declared heir at birth, shattering centuries of tradition and igniting hatred in the hearts of my seven alpha brothers. To them, I am not a prince… but the moon's greatest mistake waiting to be corrected. My coming-of-age Howling Ceremony was meant to fix that mistake. A political spectacle designed to bind me to a powerful alpha and quietly strip me of power, ensuring Silverreach returns to its “proper” order. But the Moon has always loved cruel jokes. Instead of a conquering warlord, noble king, or domineering alpha, the bond binds to Caelan Moonfang—the fallen alpha of the Moonfang pack, a crippled Enigma. To my father, the match is an insult. To Caelan’s brother, it is humiliation. To the world, it is proof the Moon has lost its mind. But I knelt anyway and claimed him. Because I, Rain Vale, have never been obedient. And if the kingdoms see a mistake… I will become their worst.

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.

Zoryn spent twenty-two years living as Daeleon’s son—her father's pride and joy—until her first heat exposed the truth... she was a woman! In the Beastworld, females are almost extinct. So when Zoryn’s hidden power awakens at the Grand Festival, her Heat calls every tribe’s strongest male: Wolves circle, lions challenge, bears soften. Serpents obsess and avians tremble. But one reaches her first—Zarenien, the last-born dragon, fated protector of the Matriarch's line. Chosen by the beasts. Claimed by the dragon. And when an ancient, forgotten tribe stirs against Zoryn’s return, six beastmen and one dragon must put aside instinct and rivalry—or lose their Empress forever. [NO rape. NO irredeemably toxic male leads. NO overuse of misunderstandings arcs. STRONG, tomboy female lead. GOOD communication, and EVEN BETTER smut. ♡]

To the world, he is a fallen Alpha. To his enemies, he is a target. To himself, he is a monster. In a world ruled by S-tier Alphas, Zhou Qixian is a masterpiece of deception. He has convinced the city—and his powerful family—that he is an A-tier Alpha. But beneath the expensive suits and the scent of power lies a toxic secret: he is an S-tier Omega. Zhou Qixian was the "disappointing" son, an S-tier Omega masquerading as an Alpha in a family that only values one. Disowned by his family and hunted by a past he can't escape, S-tier Omega Qixian must hide his lethal pheromones to survive because an omega will always be an omega. But when he finds the twin brother he never knew existed. Qixian entangles himself in Haoran’s world of warmth and healing, the secrets of the Zhou family begin to unravel. But Gu Yichen, the cold-blooded CEO of the city’s strongest empire, is already suspicious. He’s determined to unmask the "Song Qixian" who cries out for mercy in his sleep and reeks of death and spider lilies. Qixian must decide how much of his humanity he’s willing to sacrifice to protect his brother. When the masks finally fall, will the truth set the twins free, or will it destroy the only family Qixian has left?

Nova has scrubbed floors and served meals in Frostholm Palace for eight winters, hiding her identity as Princess Nova Winterhart, the rightful heir to the lost Moonstone Kingdom, forced into silence by a lethal curse. She endures watching King Thorne rule, haunted by the mate bond only she feels, yet must remain invisible and silent while longing for him. Nova cannot speak. A magical curse silences her voice if she utters even one word before the Winter Solstice under the light of true love; the spell keeping her three brothers alive in their trapped wolf forms will break, and they will die. So she stays quiet, invisible, and broken-hearted. But during the grand Winter Solstice Festival, everything changes. The evil witch Morgessa, the same witch who destroyed Nova's kingdom, returns to the palace disguised as a noblewoman, planning to seduce King Thorne, steal his power, and claim the legendary Crown of Winter hidden within Nova's heart. When Nova discovers Morgessa's dark spell wrapping around the king's heart, she faces an impossible choice: stay silent and watch her fated mate fall under evil control, or break her curse, speak the truth, and risk her brothers' lives to save the man she loves and her kingdoms from destruction.

Aurelia Veylin thought she could survive anything until Alpha Ryker Shadowclaw claimed her as his mate. He is ruthless, dangerous, and he does not just want her body, he wants her heart. Enemies lurk in the shadows and secrets threaten everything she loves. When betrayal strikes closer than she ever imagined, Aurelia must fight to protect her heart or lose everything forever.

Trigger Warning: This story contains dark themes, including abuse, non-consensual situations, emotional trauma, humiliation, and violence. Reader discretion is advised. •••••••••••••• Sofia was considered a burden and was never loved because she weighed a few pounds more than what was considered the perfect slender figure. Her younger sister, Lola, was the apple of everyone’s eye—the complete opposite of Sofia. Lola had it all: a beautiful face, a slim body, and she was even dating Damien, the soon-to-be Alpha. Everyone believed Lola was destined to be his mate. The future Luna. The perfect choice. Then fate turned cruel. Lola died, and Sofia was condemned for murder when a damning video showed her pushing Lola to her death. Overnight, she became a murderer in everyone’s eyes—even to Damien, the Alpha heir she secretly loved. On the day of her execution, Sofia is offered a choice. Die… Or live as a sex slave to the Alpha heir who hates her. Soon, word spread. Everyone heard about the famous Alpha Damien’s sex slave. Powerful men began to come forward—Alphas, Betas, and allies of the pack. Some were curious. Some wanted a taste of her. Others wanted to prove their strength by claiming what Damien despised. And with each passing day, the line of men grew longer. But what none of them knew was that a prophecy had long been whispered about Sofia. A prophecy spoken years ago. It said that the girl marked by fate would not only possess a rare and dangerous gift, but that kings, Alphas, and powerful men would one day fight each other for the right to claim her. A woman whose existence would ignite wars. A woman powerful enough to change the fate of packs. And Sofia… was the girl in that prophecy. Then came the real trouble. Damien’s uncle stepped into the picture. A respected Alpha. Calm. Influential. A man no one ever questioned. From the moment he saw Sofia, his interest was clear. He wanted her—and unlike the others, he had the power to challenge Damien. Soon, Damien was no longer the only one laying claim to her. For the first time, he had a real rival. And neither of them yet realized that the prophecy had only just begun to unfold.

#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

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.

Caution: This book contains mature content and is intended for matured readers. ***** I knew if he left this room, he'd keep fighting alone until his heart simply gave up. I hated him for it. I hated him for being so difficult, but the thought of him being gone made my stomach turn into a block of ice. My brain went numb. My instincts took over. I stepped in front of the door. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely feel them. I grabbed the hem of my dress. I can't believe I'm doing this for a man I wanted to kill an hour ago, I thought. But whatever was pulling me, didn't care about my anger. In one fast, desperate motion, I pulled the dress over my head and let it drop. The cold air hit my bare skin, making my nipples turn into hard, sensitive pebbles instantly. I stood there, completely naked, my heart hammering so loud it echoed in my ears. Oh! Moon Goddess, just end me already. **** 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…