Claimed by the Half-Devil Prince
Favy Queen · Ongoing · 99.2k Words
Introduction
He was meant to conquer
Two fates that had no business crossing each paths but did and led to unforeseen consequences and most importantly a love that could either consume, heal or destroy
Hazel found a way to leave her abusive orphanage by volunteering to be a peace treaty between humans and supernaturals leading her to school with non humans
She thought she found an escape but she walked into her doom
Deep in the realms laid a man,
Yearning, waiting, longing
She doesn't remember him but he does and more
A longing that slowly turned to a twisted obsession
This is no ordinary love story, it's a story where even fate is against their love and he was done playing for fate
Where love and madness merge, even fate is against their love
He waited three lifetimes for her
His heart ached, his soul craved
Hazel finds herself thrust into a world where her past memories is the answer
Where her death is supposed to bring peace but now it might just bring ruin
Where a choice she made in the past life returns ready to haunt her with secrets that would change her entire life
But mostly
She finds herself being the only thing stopping a monster from going berserk.
Chapter 1
Love had a funny way of ruining the heart…it created yearners, losers, winners but most importantly…. Villains
Hazel's pov
She didn't know where she was
Or more rather
How she got here
Hazel stood, confusion etched all over her features as she looked round at what looked like a forest
Tall trees that covered the reflection of the moonlight, darkness covered the arena making it difficult to see a thing and an eerie silence filled the whole place
“Where the fuck am I?” Hazel whispered looking round
Ugh!
Either she had too much caffeine and she had gone completely insane or she was really in a forest
Hoot Hoot!
Hazel whirled around at the sound and stood face to face with a black owl, it stood on a tree branch staring at her with black eye's!!!!
Yup definitely real
Her feet stepped back instinctively and confusion slowly transformed to dread, goosebumps trailed her skin, but that was just the beginning of her fears
“Hazel” a faint whisper called out
She froze, surely she didn't just hear her nam…
“Hazel” it called out again more firmer
The wind suddenly blew ferociously, trees rustled restlessly… like a message was trying to be passed out
“RUN!” one single command
She didn't think, she didn't hesitate she ran, adrenaline pumping through her veins like air as she ran deeper into the night, she had no idea what or who she was running from but one thing was clear,
Danger lurked
“RUN HAZEL!!, RUN!, HE SHOULDN'T FIND YOU, RUN!”
The wind cried out urgently, her muscles tightened, her breath came out in short pants as she ran deeper into the forest
Oh God… what's happening?
Just as she cornered to take a turn a strong force slammed her back to a tree… she blacked out
Drip!
Drip!
Drip!
The sound of water felt distant as she slowly regained consciousness
She groaned in pain, her head hurt, her body felt weak and her legs felt like jelly
Where was she?
Slowly she steadied her blurry vision but froze immediately, her both hands were tied up with a rope to the ceiling
What the hell!!!
She tugged but it wouldn't fucking budge!!
“You'll hurt yourself”
A calm deep voice rung out
She turned to the direction but couldn't make a thing apart from his shadow, the room was dark and the only source of light was a little window
Was she in a basement?
“What do you want from me?” Hazel asked glaring at the shadow, that is if he could see her look
What sort of lunatic was he?
Kidnapping her, playing some sort of mind games and worried she'll get hurt?
And people say being a girl is a blessing, the shadow didn't respond though
Hazel couldn't see him but she felt his gaze on her like a band
“ Are you gonna say anything or keep watching me like a creep?”
Way to go Hazel, keep provoking him and you'll find yourself in the middle of Thames river
“Look, I don't know what you want but if it's for money I can assure you no one would pay to collect me,so why don't you just save us both the trouble and release me”
No response
Ugh!, he was practically a robot
Well he's no help, she looked at the knot on her hand
Hell he's good,
How on earth would she escape
“Why do you keep running away from me Hazel? “
She paused
“Pardon?”
No response, his gaze intensified and for some reason her back hair stood
“L.look maybe you got the wrong girl, I mean anybody's name could be haz…”
Her words trailed off as the shadow suddenly vanished
What the hellllll!!!
Oh God!
It's official she was going insane!
Panic bubbled, her heart race picked and her palm sweaty
“H.helloo are you sti..”
A breathy gasp escaped her, as a large cold hand circled her waist and pushed her back to his solid chest
w.whats happening?
Her tongue felt heavy and tied, her brain hardly processing
He nuzzled his face into her neck, hazel could feel his breath on her as he peppered breathy kisses down her neck
She bit her lips to stop any embarrassing sound that threatened to come out of her
“W.what are you doing?”. Her voice came out breathy, her chest heaving but he didn't answer
Instead he tightened his hold on her waist like he was scared to let go, a deep satisfied groan rumbled down his chest as he inhaled her like a drowning man
“You are still as beautiful as ever” he said his voice shaky, his hand trembled like someone on the verge of losing control
She couldn't respond, she didn't know what to say,
She didn't even understand what the hell was going on
“I've waited life times for you, and now, you're finally back in my arms” he continued
Lifetimes!!!
What's going on!!
“This time you'll choose me right?” He whispered sounding desperate
“You have to, he doesn't deserve you, he never had, I can keep you happy Hazel,”
“I don..”
“You have to choose me!, you will, you were always mine, the other life's and this life, this time I won't let you go”
He sank his teeth into her neck
She jerked awake, her breath heaving, her body sweaty
She frantically looked round
Bunk beds, old worn out paint room…. oh God
It was just a dream…. Again
She flinged her bedcover off her and stood up, her whole frame shaking as she reached for the glass of water on the table
She drank it in one gulp, but it did nothing to stop the trembling or the racing of her heart
She steadied herself on the wall, making sure she didn't wake the other girls sleeping
Sigh
This wasn't the first time she had such dream's, but this was the first that it felt so… real?
Like something changed or someone was coming for her, she touched her neck where he sank his teeth
It still stung like she was bitten real
life, but no mark
“Get it together Hazel, it's just a dream, nothing more”
Unfortunately she didn't know she was about to face fate,
Last Chapters
#89 Chapter 89 FIRST LIFE VI
Last Updated: 7/10/2026#88 Chapter 88 FIRST LIFE V
Last Updated: 7/10/2026#87 Chapter 87 FIRST LIFE IV
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#86 Chapter 86 FIRST LIFE III
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#85 Chapter 85 FIRST LIFE II
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#84 Chapter 84 FIRST LIFE PART I
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#83 Chapter 83 Artris
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#82 Chapter 82 Attack
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#81 Chapter 81 Ominous feeling
Last Updated: 7/9/2026#80 Chapter 80 I want you
Last Updated: 7/9/2026
You Might Like 😍
To protect what’s mine
A pack of their own
The Vampire Prince's Hybrid Bride
HER ALPHA, HER SAVIOUR
Kane Hellboud, charm and wealth personified, wanted only me in exchange for her treatment. No cameras, isolation, or noose-like rules were part of the deal. Behind his smile? Cold, violent possessiveness that destroyed our fake marriage.
Most of all, I didn’t know the supernatural walked among us, hiding in the cracks of ordinary life. Not until Abel Stone stepped into mine—dark-eyed, sharp-tongued, and oozing dangerous promises. He’s my new boss. He shouldn’t make my skin tingle or my pulse race. I shouldn’t feel this primal pull, this illogical recognition that tugs at something deep in my bones.
Around him, lights burst, electronics fry, and something ancient in me awakens.
Kane feels it. His grip tightens, punishments turn brutal, and he hides the truth of what I am.
Trapped between two powerful men, I’m no prey, no pawn—no helpless victim.
Prisons burn. Monsters bleed. As for me? I'm the storm in skin—deadly beyond suspicion.
Bound By Power, Torn By Love
She regards him as her only salvation, but he regards her as a pawn for revenge. When two enemies dance on the sharp knife, what will be the final outcome?
The Rogue King II
Under the weight of his grief and pain, along with of the uncertainty of the new mate bond forged between Silas and Nate, Silas decides that he needs help. The weight of being Alpha that nearly just lost his pack if his little sister hadn’t been there, Silas decides to push everything away to be a better and stronger Alpha. Using magic is father gave him, Silas loses so much more than his way.
Nate, struggling with the mate bond, what the bond means for him, has continued to fight Silas, his Alpha, his best friend, and now his mate. When their fight goes too far, both Silas and Nate must deal with the consequences. It both pulls them together and tears them apart. Eventually leading to a full break in any relationship they had ever had.
On his own, Silas has to navigate through the next chapter alone. Coming to realize his actions, the consequences, and just how much it’s going to take to repair the damage he has done.
Nate, also on his own, works through what it means to step up in more ways than one. Somehow, even after her death, Aelia is still reaching out and helping Nate navigate the world on his own. He vows to grow and step up into the wolf that she knew he could be.
Book 2 in The Rogue Kings following immediately after The Rogue Kings I - Solaris' Reign. Trigger Warnings. Rated 18+.
The Contract Wife: Marriage Of Malice
He didn't finish. He didn't need to.
I didn't tell him to stop.
Instead, my fingers curled into his shirt, clutching the fabric as though it was my only anchor. Something in him snapped—something he had been holding back for too long. His mouth found mine in a kiss that wasn't tender, but hungry, desperate.
I gasped into him, his hand sliding up to cup my jaw, holding me as if afraid I might vanish.
"You drive me insane," he breathed against my mouth, his lips trailing to my throat. "I can't lose you, Ella. Not you."
My head fell back, a soft sound escaping me as his fingers memorized my waist. My anger melted beneath his desperation.
"James..." I whispered, more plea than protest.
His hand caught mine, fingers threading together tightly. "I'll bring him back. I swear it. Just... don't turn away from me. Please."
The word please—low, ragged, almost broken—undid me more than anything else could have.
Ella never imagined she would marry the man she had secretly loved for years in such a way.
When her brother Theo faced twenty-five years in prison for massive embezzlement, the ruthless business tycoon James Lancaster offered her a deal: marry him in exchange for her brother's freedom.
This wasn't a fairy tale proposal, but a carefully orchestrated revenge. Because in James's heart, Ella was the culprit who had killed his sister Cecilia. He wanted her to pay the price—to atone with a lifetime of suffering.
The CEO's Unspoken Love
Before I could answer, he moved closer, suddenly looming over me, his face inches from mine. I felt my breath caught, my lips parting in surprise.
"Then this is the price for speaking ill of me to others," he murmured, nipping my lower lip before claiming my mouth in a real kiss. It began as punishment but quickly transformed into something else entirely as I responded, my initial rigidity melting into compliance, then active participation.
My breathing accelerated, small sounds escaping my throat as he explored my body. His touches were both punishment and pleasure, drawing shudders from me that I thought he felt reverberating through his own body.
My nightgown had ridden up, his hands discovering more of mine with each caress. We were both lost in sensation, rational thought receding with each passing second...
Three years ago, to fulfill the wish of his grandmother, I was forced to marry Derek Wells, the second son of the family that had adopted me for ten years. He didn't love me, but I had secretly loved him all along.
Now, the three-year contractual marriage is about to end, but I feel that some kind of sentiment has developed between Derek and me that neither of us is willing to admit. I'm not sure if my feelings are right, but I know that we can't resist each other physically...
Let Them Kneel
Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans.
She lived among humans—quiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice.
But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes.
Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skin—
summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire.
When he claims her, it’s ecstasy and ruin.
For the first time, she believes she’s been accepted.
Seen.
Chosen.
Until he leaves her the next morning—
like a secret never to be spoken.
But Kaelani is not what they thought.
Not wolfless. Not weak.
There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And it’s waking.
And when it does—
they’ll all remember the girl they tried to erase.
Especially him.
She’ll be the dream he keeps chasing… the one thing that ever made him feel alive.
Because secrets never stay buried.
And neither do dreams.
Accardi
“I thought you said you were done chasing me?” Gen mocked.
“I am done chasing you.”
Before she could formulate a witty remark, Matteo threw her down. She landed hard on her back atop his dining room table. She tried to sit up when she noticed what he was doing. His hands were working on his belt. It came free of his pants with a violent yank. She collapsed back on her elbows, her mouth gaping open at the display. His face was a mask of sheer determination, his eyes were a dark gold swimming with heat and desire. His hands wrapped around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the table. He glided his fingers up her thighs and hooked several around the inside of her panties. His knuckles brushed her dripping sex.
“You’re soaking wet, Genevieve. Tell me, was it me that made you this way or him?” his voice told her to be careful with her answer. His knuckles slid down through her folds and she threw her head back as she moaned. “Weakness?”
“You…” she breathed.
Genevieve loses a bet she can’t afford to pay. In a compromise, she agrees to convince any man her opponent chooses to go home with her that night. What she doesn’t realize when her sister’s friend points out the brooding man sitting alone at the bar, is that man won’t be okay with just one night with her. No, Matteo Accardi, Don of one of the largest gangs in New York City doesn’t do one night stands. Not with her anyway.
The Deadly Mafia Princess
Her gang take the matter in their own hands, to try to save their leader from the horror of her home. What none of them know, they wasn’t her real parents, and now Ro will be sent away to live with her real family. That makes her closest members in her gang pack up and move as well. They don’t want to be far away from their leader.
The Hockey Alpha's Fake Girlfriend
Then there’s Rafael. Dark. Untouchable. The boy everyone talks about but no one really knows. He should be the last person Vivienne gets close to, yet she can’t look away. He pulls her in with a kind of danger that feels both terrifying and safe, like he sees the parts of her no one else can.
But Rafael carries secrets—secrets that could destroy them both. And the closer Vivienne gets, the harder it is to tell if he’s her way out… or the reason she never escapes.
