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Before the wedding, my fiancé, Alpha Kendrick, stood in front of me. Hesitation flickered in his eyes, but so did hope.
“Can you give me a month?” he asked, his voice softer than I’d ever heard it.
A month. Time to see if he could patch things up with Elena Manwaring—his ex-girlfriend. His fated mate.
“If it works out,” he continued, the words deliberate, like he was convincing himself as much as me, “then it’s the Moon Goddess’s blessing. But if it doesn’t… I’ll come back. I’ll marry you. And I’ll leave her behind—forever.”
He meant it. He truly believed this was the honorable thing to do.
I didn’t argue. I didn’t cry. Instead, I let a small, knowing smile tug at my lips.
“Go ahead,” I said, my voice calm and steady. “Give it a try. Life’s too short for regrets, right?”
Relief broke over his face like a wave, as though I’d just untangled him from a chain he hadn’t known how to break. That night, he drove off, lighter than I’d seen him in months.

For ten silent years, I propped up a boy named Lycan—the least favored Alpha heir in his pack. Everyone said his bloodline was too thin, that he didn’t even deserve to compete for succession.

So I paved the way with money, used resources to help him awaken his bloodline, sent him to the best academy, and made sure he not only secured the position of pack’s new Alpha, but also crossed into the human world to become an Oscar-winning actor hailed by millions.

Tonight was his coronation and his Oscar night rolled into one. I sat in the shadows of the audience, watching him grip the trophy, debonair under the spotlight, genuinely happy for him. When his gaze skimmed across the crowd and landed on me, my chest warmed.
Did Lycan…notice me?

The next second, he faced the camera and spoke, frost-cold:
“I want to thank someone—she taught me what harassment really is.”

Eleanor believed Carl, Alpha of the Stormfang Pack, was her forever—until she's falsely accused of plagiarism at the design finals by his first love, Katherine. Carl chooses Katherine without hesitation, throwing Eleanor aside and allowing his ex to destroy her.
After demanding a divorce, Eleanor is left with nothing but debt and despair—until she rescues an injured, amnesiac werewolf named Martin. Everything changes when this mysterious stranger enters her life.

Ethan Lawrence, heir to the Ashclaw Pack, lost everything after a brutal attack—until Eleanor saved his life. Living as "Martin," he fell for the woman who gave him a home despite having nothing.
When his memory returns, Ethan reveals his true identity and systematically destroys everyone who hurt her. But as Carl realizes what he's lost and a mysterious Alpha from the Obsidianfang Pack circles closer, Ethan must prove he's not just Eleanor's savior—he's the mate she deserves.

Can a broken Luna learn to trust again, or will the Alphas surrounding her destroy the fragile life she's rebuilding?

Warning: This book contains a large number of very hot adult scenes!
“Look at the state of you, my little she-wolf,” his voice was low and full of menace, like sandpaper scraping across my nerves. “You got this wet just from that?”
Then he pressed a hard kiss to my knuckles.
Fuck!
His rough tongue slid across my slender finger bones, tasting the salty sweat and fear on my skin.
A violent tremor shot through my whole body.
A moan I couldn’t suppress slipped from between my lips. “Ah… Sebastian…”
I felt my thighs rubbing together on their own, that damn traitorous movement making my pussy clench so tight I nearly came.
Yes, that’s it, you desperate little bitch.
I cursed myself in my mind.
He flipped my hand over, his thumb pressing hard—almost punishingly—into the sensitive skin on the inside of my wrist.
My pulse pounded there beneath his palm like it was going mad.
“This is beating so hard,” he whispered, his breath hot against my skin, “is it beating for me, Seraphina? Tell me.”
Then he took one of my fingers into his damn hot, wet mouth.
Oh God…
His rough tongue swirled, rubbed, scraped along the skin of my finger, warm saliva soaking every inch.
And his eyes never left me—fixing on me like a beast locking onto prey.
He sucked softly at first, then suddenly with force.
That rhythm…
Fuck, he was fucking my finger with his mouth.
“Are you using this to fuck my mouth, Seraphina?”
He let my finger go with a filthy pop, seeing straight through my thoughts.
“Imagine this is my cock. Does it feel good, you filthy little she-wolf?”
My back arched uncontrollably, like the lowest kind of whore silently inviting him.
A broken, shameful whimper escaped my throat.
“Good… so good…”
My scent thickened, wild floral heat and lust filling the air, swallowing the last of my reason.
I could feel the terrifying restraint in his body cracking apart.
He wanted to hear me moan his name as I came.
He wanted to bury himself inside my soaked, empty heat until I could feel nothing except his violent thrusts.
He moved to my middle finger, giving it the same obscene, thorough attention.
His tongue circled wickedly at the base, then pushed deep, sucking hard as if tasting the sweetest honey.
Fuck!
My hips jerked upward without control.
My other hand dug into the carpet, knuckles white, vision dissolving in the storm of desire swallowing me whole.
“I need you… to fill my pussy, Sebastian…”
——
I grew up as a human in a wolf pack, but ironically, I ended up becoming the mate of the pack’s Alpha. I thought I would fit perfectly into the wolves’ world—until the day I caught my Alpha mate tangled with another she-wolf in the back seat of a car.
With trembling hands, I tricked him into signing the divorce papers—silently swearing revenge. But they didn’t stop. His mother sent thugs to destroy me. His mistress tried to erase me. Even my coworkers wanted to use me.
That night, I nearly lost my life.
Until Alpha Sebastian found me—cold, ruthless, unmatched. He said he didn’t need a mate.
But he protected me like a mate. Touched me like a mate. Looked at me like a mate, as if I already belonged to him.
I tried to resist his approach. I didn’t want to make the same mistake twice. Wolves would never accept a human mate.
But whenever he came near me, whenever those scorching hands reached for me, I always hungered for him—wanted more—yet I was done with promises.
Until I discovered that my past was not simple at all—and Sebastian had his own reasons for approaching me—

Seraphina gave her heart to fate the night the Moon Goddess bound her to Caspian — the ruthless, golden-haired Alpha every she-wolf dreamed of.
She believed in the sacredness of the mate bond. She believed in loyalty. She believed in him.
Until she opened a door she was never meant to open… and found her mate tangled in the arms of the one woman he swore was family — his adopted sister.
The betrayal doesn’t just shatter her heart. It fractures the bond itself.
While the pack whispers and Caspian demands silence, Seraphina does the unthinkable. She prepares divorce papers. She prepares to walk away from the most powerful Alpha in the territory. She prepares to reject the bond that was supposed to be eternal.
Caspian thought she would cry. He thought she would beg. He thought she would forgive.
He never expected her to leave.
Now Caspian must decide what matters more: his pride… or the only woman fate will ever give him.
And Seraphina?
She’s done being chosen second.

"You want to marry me and have my name, Amy?" His breath grazed my ear, sending an involuntary shiver down my spine. "Then you’ll take everything that comes with it."
My eyes widened slightly. “What do you mean?”
He brought his smiling face directly in front of mine with our noses almost touching.
"You have to take everything," he murmured. "My money, my status and my body."
My breath hitched but I quickly shook my head. No. No, I couldn’t do that.
“I want a strictly contractual marriage. With a time limit,” I said, my voice steady, but my hands clenched into fists.
His lips curled into a smirk. "And a contract marriage is what you’ll get. No feelings. No strings attached. One year.”
I narrowed my eyes, “I won’t sleep with you.” I truly didn’t trust myself around a man like him. If I actually slept with him, what if I developed feelings? There was no way I would let myself fall for another Wellington.
His next words however knocked the air right out of my lungs. "Oh, no, I need you to understand this, sweetheart. There will be no sleeping. Only fucking."


Amy Hart thought she had it all, a fated mate, a future as Luna of Rainwood Pack, and a wedding just two months away. But when she walks in on her mate, Derek with another woman, just hours after her father's funeral, her perfect world shatters.
That same day, her mother ended up in the hospital and needed emergency surgery. Desperate for money to save her dying mother, Amy turns to the one person who can help her: Richard Wellington, Derek's uncle, the ruthless Alpha of Darkwood Pack.
Amy offers herself as his contract wife for one but he insisted on her officially being his Luna and sharing his bed.
In return, he'll save her mother, fund her education, and give her the ultimate revenge, watching Derek grovel after her feet.
But Richard is no savior. He's a patient predator who's been waiting years to claim her. And the contract she's about to sign gives him every access to her.

I still remember the way the air felt when it left my lungs for the last time.

For five years, I was the Quiet Luna of the Blood Moon Pack. I was the wolf-less girl who wasn’t supposed to be there, the one the Omegas mocked and the elders ignored. I thought Nikolai Grey was the kind brother—the safe choice. I loved him through every cold look, and every night he left me alone because I couldn't give him a pup.

I was his wife, but to him, I was just a prophecy to be fulfilled. And when I didn't fit the mold? He didn't just discard me. He ended my life in front of everyone.

But the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance.

I woke up five years ago. The Knight family expects me to marry a Grey. They think I’m going to choose the charming, smiling Nikolai again.

They’re wrong.

I’m done being the victim. If I’m going to survive this life, I don’t need a husband; I need a weapon. I need the brother Nikolai is terrified of. The one they call a monster because he doesn't know how to pretend.

Alexander Grey. He’s ruthless. He’s cold. He’s the Alpha everyone avoids in the hallways. I walked right up to him, ignored the warning growl in his chest, and asked him to marry me.

Nikolai thinks he’s getting a submissive bride. He has no idea that this time, I’m bringing his worst nightmare home to dinner.

Being a female Alpha is rare, especially in a world that still doubts women in power. Every move I make is judged. Any sign of weakness would be used against me.
Love is not just love for someone like me. It is a sign of weakness.
Taking an Alpha consort feels like risking the pack my grandfather handed to me. He ruled without a mate. If he could do it without a mate, so can I.

So when fate bound me to Leo Leonidas Blackwood, my childhood friend, the one I once loved without fear, I rejected him without delay.

I chose my throne over the bond. But a mate bond does not disappear because an Alpha says no. It lingers. It pulls.

Now everyone is watching. The elders want me to have a mate. The pack wants stability. But no one asks what I want. Because loving him once broke me and choosing him again might destroy us both.

.

In the darkness of the hotel room, a sharp, spicy scent left me lightheaded. Eager, burning hands seared my skin. Before I could catch my breath he drove into me, ruthless, splitting me apart, his weight pressing down as his hands roamed my body without restraint, exploring, taking. I lost myself in the madness of it. This man had to be my boyfriend Jason — we fit together so perfectly — and waves of sensation swept through me as I gasped and whispered, "You're amazing, Jason."

Then a low, unfamiliar voice came out of the dark. "Who's Jason?"

It hit me like ice water. I went cold all over. Fumbling for the lamp, I switched it on — and found a stranger. A beautiful, imperious Alpha werewolf. Oh God. The man who had taken my first time was not Jason.

Had I really walked into the wrong room? What was I supposed to do now? Terror crashed over me. I fled in disgrace, desperate to bury that absurd night forever.

But on my first day at work, I looked up and met a familiar face, and my heart stopped dead. The man from that night was my new boss, Nicholas Rayne — Alpha of the Moonshadow Pack. I tried desperately to stay out of his sight.

Yet a month later, I was pregnant with his heir. He barged into my life, tying my fate firmly to this dangerous Alpha boss.

My fated mate rejected me in front of the whole royal court and called me too fat to be his Luna.

The hall laughed. My bond snapped in my chest, and I stood in my ceremony dress with all my eyes on me, wishing the floor would eat me.

I'm Clara Beaumont, the hidden scent warden for plus-size folks. This Scentveil, guarding our border, is mine. I did it with these hands every night, as my beautiful sister Aurora smiled for the court and took my name, my work, and then my mate. In one breath Prince Adrian selected her, and in the next breath he commanded me to serve at their engagement.

Then Kellan Brooks came to my downfall. The Alpha of Emberfall took a look at my bruised wrist, caught my work on the wind, and gave me what no one ever had. A home. My own name. A choice.

At the gate Adrian caught me and told me his mate was not going anywhere, and before the entire court, a huge, silver, dire wolf was done with hiding.
Without me, his precious barrier will fall. With Kellan, I will not beg. I will burn, rule, and reign.

Every anniversary, my boyfriend pretends to propose to me—just because his adopted sister thinks it’s hilarious.
One year, the ring box held nothing but a "Dream on" note. Another, he dropped to one knee—just to tie his shoe. Last year, he finally slid a real ring onto my finger. The band was lined with silver. While I screamed, he and Myrtle laughed themselves breathless. In the ER that night, he held my bandaged hand and swore: Next year. For real.
So, on the eve of our seventh anniversary, when he called me out to the lake house I’d designed for our future, I curled my hair. I wore a new dress.
I opened the door, and a bucket of ice-cold mud crashed down over my head.
“Sorry, babe,” Hesper grinned. “I bet them you’d show. You did—so no proposal this year.”
I ripped off the moonstone pendant I’d worn for seven years.
“Then we’re done.”

For three years, I loved Alpha Damon enough to swallow every humiliation. Then he left me at the mating altar for his stepsister and expected me to understand. I walked away from him, from his pack, and from the fake Moon Goddess decree she used to destroy me. He thought I was only heartbroken. He did not know I was the hidden heir of Ravencrest, and the next time we met, I would return as his conqueror.

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my Alpha husband missed the candlelit dinner for the seventh time.
He rushed off to rescue an Omega surrounded by vampires, leaving me alone in the villa.
That same night, a jarring photo spread through the pack.
Damien, covered in blood, held Rose tightly in his arms, his lips pressed against her forehead.
Everyone was waiting for me to be jealous, to rage.
But I didn’t scream or argue like I used to.
Instead, I poured out his favorite champagne, closed my eyes calmly, and prayed to the Moon Goddess.
“You once said I have a destined mate.”
“If he will make me strong and free me from this wretched marriage, let him come for me in seven days.”

When my fiancé left me to burn alive to save his "fragile" white lotus, I thought my story was over.

But death had other plans.

Reborn with memories intact, I watched him make the same fatal choice—abandoning me in the flames for her. This time, I smiled and said, "Go save her."

Because this time, the most powerful Alpha in North America was coming for me.

Derek thought he was discarding a burden. He had no idea he was throwing away his only lifeline.

Now, as I stand beside Lucas in his billion-dollar empire, watching my ex grovel in the gutter, I have just one message: karma is a bitch, and so am I.

The day I received my medical report and found out I was pregnant, my husband—Alpha Godfrey Hansen—held a small wedding ceremony in the hospital garden with his first love and former mate, Gillian Boyd.
He explained, “Her final wish in this life was to be my bride.”
But what about me?
What was I to him? A replacement?
It finally hit me—ten years of unwavering devotion and sacrifice meant nothing compared to a single tear shed by his first love.

As I sat in the police station with Yvonne Harper, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart, waiting for bail arrangements to be made, the decision loomed.
One of us could go home tonight.
My mate, Alpha Jackson, chose to take her.
"Nicole, just wait for me one more night. I’ll come back for you tomorrow," he said.
He was worried about her fragile health, but he didn’t care about my fear of the dark.
Later, I called him. My voice was steady, though my heart ached.
"Jackson," I began, "for the past few years, I’ve been waiting for you."
"But I won’t wait forever."

"Brian, look again. Really look." Emma’s voice trembled as she shoved the broken piece of wood into his chest. Her hands were shaking—knuckles scraped raw, eyes burning with a grief too deep to contain. “Whose name do you see on that grave?”
Brian kicked over the rusted chair beside him, his movements sharp, unhinged. His bloodshot eyes flared with irritation.
“Jesus, Emma! Are we still on this? You’re acting like some twisted ghost hunter. Can’t you just let it go? She was just a girl—eighteen, for God’s sake!”
A bitter laugh slipped from her lips, hollow and soaked in pain. Her voice cracked as she took a slow, deliberate step toward him.
“She wasn’t just a girl.” She stared him down, tears spilling over as her chest rose and fell with every breath of fury. “She was our daughter. And you—” her voice broke into a whisper, “you let her die like trash. You threw Elara away like she meant nothing.”

“Sign the contract. Be my incubator. And I will let you live.”
That was the deal I made with the tyrant named Damon Lexton.
I was his medicine. His prisoner. He did not love me—only the rare blood in my veins that kept him alive. When I died in the fire, he did not mourn his wife. He mourned the loss of his cure.
Five years later, I returned from the dead with a new face and a heart of stone, ready to watch him suffer.
Then my five-year-old son walked into his office.
“Hey, Old Man. Are you the one who made my mom cry?”
Damon stared at the child—the son he once called a bastard. For the first time, the tyrant fell to his knees.
He cornered me against the wall, his eyes burning with madness and obsession.
“You can run, Anna. But you and our son belong to me. I used to need your blood to live. Now I need your heartbeat to breathe.”

In my previous life, I was the heir adored by the entire Golden Moon Pack. My sister, Delphine, was cast out with our disgraced father, left to struggle for survival in the frozen wastelands of the North.
Ten years later, on the eve of my coronation as Luna, Delphine, driven mad by jealousy, infiltrated the temple and set it ablaze with black fire.
She clutched my throat and dragged me into death with her, all because she believed I had stolen the life that should have been hers.
She thought I had received all the Moon Goddess's favor.
She never knew that remaining in the wealthy Golden Moon territory had been nothing but a living nightmare.
Our mother, desperate to replenish the family treasury she had squandered, locked me in a dungeon and drained my blood for ten years—
She treated me like a living blood bank, planning to hand me over to a six-hundred-year-old vampire lord as payment for her debts.
So when the black fire consumed us, all I felt as I looked into Delphine's face twisted by jealousy was absolute relief.
When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to the Blood Moon Choosing Ceremony at the age of eighteen.
This time, before the Elders' Council could even announce the contracts, Delphine lunged madly toward our mother on the throne.
Seeing the greed and ecstasy she could barely contain in her eyes, I said nothing. I simply turned and walked toward my father, who stood in the corner of the hall, leaning on an iron crutch.
She thought she had finally seized a crown.
She had no idea that she had willingly thrown herself into a bottomless abyss filled with her own blood.

Ophelia was born the weakest wolf in the pack, mocked, beaten, and treated like nothing. All she ever dreamed of was the day the Moon Goddess would give her a mate who would love her despite her flaws.

But when her fated mate was revealed, he didn’t claim her. He crushed her.

“I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate. You will never be my Luna.”

The words tore her apart, and the pack’s laughter sealed her fate. Cast out, abandoned, and left to die, she thought her story had ended.

But the broken girl they discarded rose. The weak omega become stronger than them all. And the Alpha who rejected her bow at her feet.

"Are you trying to tell me you're close to six hundred years old?"
"No."
"Okay, then what are you telling me?"
"I'm telling you I'm over six hundred years old. I was born in 1410."
"No. No. No, no, no, no." Samantha rubbed her head. "It's the head injury, isn't it? I'm hallucinating."
Dr. Samantha Moore is one of the youngest and most acclaimed researchers in the world. Her specialty is blood, and she has been recruited by the largest pharmaceutical company in Scotland. For what purpose, she cannot begin to imagine, but in an attempt to break out of her painfully shy shell, she throws caution to the wind and leaves her family and best friend behind in Savannah.
Dr. Kade Gunnach is taking a chance hiring an outsider, but he's desperate to find out how to help his sister. He believes the key lies in her blood, but so far, no one has found the answers. When the new researcher walks into his office, he's unprepared for his reaction to her and the life-changing ramifications her arrival brings.
They're drawn together by a force neither is prepared for, but Kade is holding something back. Something that could scare her away.
When Samantha learns his secret, will she run?
Will Kade be able to live with the answers he's been desperately searching for?

Word in the packs was that Alpha Lucian Frostbane’s fiancée was nothing more than a country girl, plain, weak, and utterly clueless about wolf society.

But when Selene Nightshade arrived at the Moonveil Pack’s banquet, the entire hall fell silent.

“She’s anything but plain!”
“Isn’t that Orion Nightshade, the award-winning star, her younger brother?”
“Her grandfather is Alaric Nightshade — the wealthiest Alpha in the world!”
“Wait… Selene is Mia? The mysterious designer even royals beg for?”

One hidden identity after another unraveled, shocking everyone.

But none of it mattered, right? Lucian Frostbane had no interest in her. He never believed in mates.

Until that very night, when the Moonveil Pack’s official account posted:
“They’re happily in love… and preparing for their Luna Ceremony.”

The werewolf world was left stunned. And in the shadows, rivals stirred, because Selene Nightshade wasn’t just a hidden heiress.

She was the last Lycan princess.

His ex‑mate had come back.
The one he’d loved before our pack arranged this bond.
I was just the contract wife.
I knew my place. So I laid the divorce papers on his desk, calm and final.
“Sign it. You don’t need me anymore.”
He stared at me like I’d grown a second head.
Then his jaw tightened, that wolf dominance flaring in his eyes—raw, territorial, furious.
He stepped close, caging me against the wall, his voice a low, dangerous growl.
“Need you? I don’t need you. I own you.
You think you get to choose when this bond ends?
You don’t run. You don’t leave.
You don’t get to divorce me. Not now. Not ever.
You’re mine!"

"Should I kill you first, or should I kill your daughter and make you watch?"
"You love her."
Lucien laughed.
"Love? You think I love your daughter?"
My heart stopped.
"You were a means to an end, Davina."
"You should blame yourself for being so easy."
On her wedding day, Davina expected to become Lucien Bryant's bride.
Instead, she watched him murder her father, seize the Alpha title, and reveal that every promise, every kiss, and every moment they shared had been nothing more than part of his revenge.
Branded the daughter of a tyrant and imprisoned by the man she once loved, Davina vows to destroy Lucien, even if it costs her life.
But revenge becomes far more dangerous when fate binds them together as mates.
As buried secrets come to light, Davina discovers her father was never the hero she believed, and Lucien may not be the villain she swore to hate.
Then, just when she finally begins to question everything, another Alpha claims her before an entire ballroom.
"Lady Davina... You are my mate."
If Lucien isn't her fated mate...
Why does every heartbeat still lead her back to the man who broke her?

She was locked up, tortured, and used as a breeding slave—until she escaped into a stranger’s bed.
One anonymous night left her pregnant with twins.
But the stranger is Lyall, the fearsome Lycan King.

When he discovers his heirs, he takes no chances, makes no deals—he claims her.
Selene flees to a hidden village, but no one escapes an obsessed king.

At his castle, jealous rivals, traitors, and old enemies target her and her powerful twins, who hold the key to a throne and a coming war.
The broken, tortured girl is gone. Something dark, ancient, and dangerous awakens inside her.
Lyall is not her savior—he is her obsessive, possessive, violent captor, willing to kill anyone who touches what’s his.

A one-night mistake becomes his all-consuming obsession.
And soon? She will be his Queen.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"
For three years, I believed his lies. I thought I was his mate. I thought he loved me.
I was just his toy.
When I finally escape Alpha Cyrus’s clutches—bloodied, broken, and barely alive—I collapse into the arms of a stranger. His eyes are the color of the ocean. His touch sends fire through my veins.
"You're my mate."
He is Prince Aiden. The future king. And I am nothing but an Omega who can't even shift.
"I, Migumi, reject Prince Aiden as my mate."
But he refuses to let me go. He vows to protect me, even as the entire kingdom whispers that a wolfless Omega doesn't deserve the throne. Even as an ancient prophecy brands me a cursed Moonshadow wolf—a bringer of plagues and destruction.
"You are not a monster. You are my queen."
Now someone is poisoning the palace water. The king lies dying. And the man who wants my mate's crown will stop at nothing to frame me for the coming plague.
They think I'm weak. They think I'm cursed.
They have no idea what rises when a wolf is cornered.
"Fuck me like you hate me, Alpha."
"With pleasure, my Luna."
My transformation won't save the kingdom. It will burn it down.

Alyssa never expected her life to get this bad. A sudden rogue attack wiped off her pack, turning her into a mute and wolfless orphan.
She once believed that being mated with her crush Ezekiel was compensation for her miserable life. However, it just made her life worse. What could be more suffering than your fated mate unwanting you and even your child?
Ezekiel already picked himself a perfect Luna but fate gave her a mute mate. And owing to his father's last words, he had to marry Alyssa to get his rightful Alpha position. He married her yet kept their relationship unpublized. He hated her but wasn't ready to let her go.
Everyone believed Alyssa would bear and wait like she always did until Ezekiel finally could make a decision. He's her husband, her mate, and her Alpha, and taking in everything he wanted without complaining was her duty. No one expected she would be the one who asked for a divorce and even dared to run away carrying his heir.
Ezekiel swore to make this little omega pay but why did his heart break when she returned smiling at some other guy?

"I'm pregnant," I whispered to the empty room, clutching the positive test while my husband zipped up his brother's widow's dress in the next room.

It was our one-year anniversary. I had spent weeks stitching a shirt for Alaric, hoping he’d remember me. Instead, I found him with Tazira. He didn't just ignore me; he looked at me with cold disgust, as if I were the dirt beneath his boots.

"I want her," he had claimed a year ago. Now, he only wanted to hurt me. He forced himself on me, using my body like a vessel for his rage, then left me bleeding on the couch to comfort her.

When the fire started—lit by Tazira’s own hand—I was tied up, suffocating in smoke. I screamed for him. I begged him to save our unborn pup. He burst through the door, looked me dead in the eyes... and turned away. He scooped Tazira up and carried her to safety, leaving me to burn.

That was the moment I died. Not physically, but my heart turned to ash. Through the roaring flames, I forced the bond to snap. "I, Elowen, reject you, Alaric Veylor."

He thinks I’m dead. He thinks he’s free to marry her. But I survived. And when I return, carrying the blood of a Queen he never knew existed, he will kneel in the ashes of his regret.

Both of them closed in on me at once.
Ezequiel gripped my waist, his rough voice burning against my neck, while Emmanuel pushed my legs open with a confidence that made my breath break.
Their hands, their mouths, their hungry breaths claimed every inch of my skin as if I already belonged to them.
—You’re ours, —one growled.
—All of you, —the other finished, their tongues meeting between my thighs.
My moan was swallowed by the vampire’s fangs as he caught my jaw and forced me to face him.
—You’re not escaping us, little Omega, —he promised.
—Tonight… the three of us devour you.

"I paid for you, Chloe."
The words make my breath catch.
"I'm not yours."
"You don't remember saying that three years ago."
Three years ago, Gideon says, I was his Mate. He marked me and asked me to become his Luna.
Now I have been sold as a breeder to the ruthless Alpha who believes I betrayed him.
The problem is, I don't remember any of it.
I don't remember loving Gideon. I don't remember his touch. And I don't remember why he remembers a woman I no longer recognize.
But my body remembers something my mind has forgotten.
My wolf is gone.
The people I trusted have been lying to me.
And someone made sure Gideon would believe I chose another man over my Mate.
He may hate me. He may never forgive me.
But every man in Gideon's Pack seems to understand one thing before I do.
No one touches what Alpha Gideon Blackwood considers his.
And somehow...
That's me.

In the White Birch Pack, there is a system called "Breeder". Every five years, a female werewolf will be chosen as a breeder to give birth to offspring for the top warriors of the pack until they die. Isabella, who always wanted to be a female warrior, decided to escape from the pack after being chosen as the breeder for this term. After a lot of difficulties, Isabella escaped from the pack with bruises, and met her mate Elijah——the Alpha of Green Creek Pack.In a cave, with Elijah's encouragement and help, she decided to overthrow the rule of the White Birch Pack......

Ella has always known her place; at the very bottom. As an omega, she’s learned to stay invisible, to endure the taunts and cruelty, especially from the notorious Blackthorn twins, Lucian and Kade.

Golden, ruthless, and heirs to the Blackthorn pack, the alpha twins have made tormenting Ella their favorite pastime. To them, she’s nothing more than a reminder of weakness.

Until fate plays its cruelest trick.

When the unmistakable scent of the mate bond connects the three of them, their delicately ordered world shatters. The twins would rather reject fate than claim a weak omega, and Ella refuses to be bound to the monsters who made her life hell.

“Is she still a virgin?” Kael asked, voice flat and cold.

“Can she still conceive?”, Before the healer could respond, he went on. "Answer the Alpha," the healer whispered urgently. "Have you ever been with a male? Any male?"

"No," I bit out, my voice sharp with humiliation and rage. "I've never... I'm still a virgin. Not that it's any of your business."

"Well you losing it tonight", Kael's words made me freeze.

Elsie looked forward to the day she would turn eighteen, wanting to find her mate so she could be free from the torment of her stepmother, the ruthless Luna who had taken over her pack after her father’s death.

Things get worse when her stepbrothers, the notorious Alpha triplets return, and they continue to abuse and mistreat her, taking her as their very own plaything. Even still, Elsie believed she had a chance to escape.

But what happens when the mate she had been yearning for all her life turns out to be the step brothers who despise her?

Will Elsie find a way to evade her fate? Or will she succumb to the mate bond?

Meridian is the daughter of the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, but on the day of the moon celebration,
an event where the man she fell in love with finally decided to propose to her.
the Kingdom of Umbra, ruled by evil wizards known for conquering
territories, by force, invades her lands. During the attack, Meridian is kidnapped.
Now, with no memory and living as a renegade, she has become an expert hunter.
After two years of intense training, Meridian is appointed personal protector of the
prince of Umbra. Everything finally seemed to be under control, but two conflicts
torment her:
The prince of the wizards has an undeniable attraction for her. The romance between the two is forbidden, but resisting the temptation of his seductive presence is a constant challenge.
After an ambush, she encounters a mysterious wolf. He doesn't attack her. Instead, instead, its pale blue eyes pierce her soul, awakening disturbing dreams and fragments of memories from the past.
As she tries to unravel the secrets of her own history, Meridian realizes that her new life in the Kingdom of Umbra could be an imminent conflict zone. With a devastating war between the mages of Umbra and the Silver Moon Pack approaching, she will face an impossible choice: protect those she now considers allies or fight for the blood that still runs in her veins.
What will she do when her loyalties are tested?

Skylar Richardson has two rules: don't get caught, and don't let anyone tell her what to do.

By night, she runs with a skater gang, ruling the city's streets with her crew. By day, she's the alpha's daughter—heir to a pack she wants nothing to do with, trapped in a life that feels like a cage.

When Micah Quinn transfers to her school, quiet and unassuming with a camera always around his neck, Skylar sees easy prey. The perfect target to remind everyone who runs this territory.

But Micah isn't afraid of her. He doesn't flinch when her crew corners him. He doesn't beg when one of her gang shoves him. And when he calls the police instead of backing down, Skylar's perfectly hidden double life starts to unravel.

She runs. A car hits her. She wakes up in the hospital—face to face with the boy she tried to bully.

The twist? His mother is the woman her father is planning to marry. Now Micah and his mother are moving into the pack mansion to plan the wedding.

Trapped under the same roof, Skylar and Micah form an uneasy alliance: she'll help him stop the wedding if he keeps her skater identity a secret. But forced proximity is a dangerous game—and somewhere between late-night negotiations and shared secrets, enemies start to feel like something else entirely.

She wanted to destroy him. Now she needs him to survive.

And he's the only one who can keep her from destroying herself.

"Unless you bring 100 gold coins and the Alpha's blood, the half-breed dies in the cellar."

Those words broke what little was left of my soul. Three years ago, I was the proud Luna of the Blackwood Pack—until my fated mate, Alpha Valen, branded me a traitor, burned our sacred mark from my neck, and locked me in the Ice Crypt.

Now, I am nothing but a despised outcast. But I don't care about my pride anymore. My four-year-old daughter, Nyra, is freezing to death in a damp cage, succumbing to a fatal disease. To save her, I need the ultimate cure: Valen's Alpha blood.

The tragic irony? He refuses to claim her. Tricked by the woman who framed me, Valen believes my tiny, innocent pup is the filthy product of betrayal. He would rather watch me crawl on my hands and knees over corrosive silver powder than offer a single drop of his blood.

With my daughter's breaths fading, the woman who framed me offers a dark, irreversible trade.

I will pay the price. I will give away the last piece of myself to save my pup.

But when Valen finally discovers whose bloodline he left to die... it will be entirely too late.

A witch prophesied at my birth—I carried special blood, I could bear the strongest children.

Two Alphas I'd loved for ten years—the Wolf King's sons—swore they'd protect me forever.

Then she showed up. Maggie. My cousin. All wide-eyed innocence, claiming she had the same gift.

Suddenly, I was the jealous one. Every trap was mine, meant to hurt her. Every wound on me was fake. She cradled the silver fox I'd killed, tears falling right on cue.

They handed me the moonflower wine. Bryan said, "Don't ruin the mood."

When they accused me of treason, Ronald said, "Exile."

They dragged me past the borders themselves. Poison fire in my veins, bones breaking under moonlight.

I hit the ground. The last thing I saw was Maggie's smirk...

My foster brother Caelan swore he'd only ever marry me. Even though I'm the only human in a pack of wolves, for eighteen years he and his brother Ronan made me feel like I belonged.
Then Mira showed up—and suddenly she was his "fated mate."
I watched him bond with her while I choked on poisoned incense and collapsed. No one caught me. They were too busy wiping her tears.
Within a week, she had my room. My job. Eighteen years of memories—trashed.
They said I could never leave them.
They forgot about the vampire prince who's been waiting at the border for three months.
He never forgot me.

Everyone said Kane adored me.

That for me, he'd tame the wild rage of an Alpha, soften every growl, and sheath every claw.

Ten years. Ten damn years of chasing, spoiling, protecting. I was convinced I’d be his Luna—his mate, his forever.

But betrayal doesn’t come with a warning. It cuts sharp and deep. And it never just comes once.

The first lie, I forgave.

The second, I bled.

The third? It broke something in me I’m not sure I’ll ever get back.

And then came the words that snapped the last thread holding me together.

"Julia, can't you just stop being so difficult? Stop acting like the world revolves around you."

That was when I knew.

The man who once walked through fire for me…Had turned into the very beast I needed saving from.

The love I thought I had—it wasn’t love. It was a gilded cage, pretty from the outside, but still a prison.

And if I was ever going to be free, I'd have to be the one to smash it open. Even if it meant setting the wolf on fire with it.

What happens when an all business Alpha planning his choosen's mating ceremony smells the most wonderful fruity scent that belonged to his curvy mating ceremony planner.
Confident plus size Ji'lahni, her two cousins, and friend owns a successful Wedding planning company along with a dance, and self defense workout studio, get hired by their new friend who is like a mother to them plan her sons wedding I mean mating ceremony?
What will happen when the sassy plus size women step into the world of werewolves?
Read to find out.

"I, Alpha Devon..." he began, but I cut him off. The words I feared to hear was what he was about to say.
“You are only angry with your Bella right now, don’t say anything, we can sort this out tomorrow,” I pleaded with him. But he let out a loud hiss.
"I, Alpha Devon, reject Bella as my mate!" His voice was full of finality, leaving no room for negotiation. “Did you really think I could ever love an omega like you? It would be an insult to my position.” 
“Your time is up darling, Get out of my room!” He ordered.


Bella's life as an omega was the most perfect one ever. She was secretly dating the Alpha of her pack Alpha Devon and that brought pure joy to her heart.
Her joy knew no bounds when she found out her long time prayer had been accepted by the moon goddess, she was finally mated to the love of her life and he seemed happy and excited about it. But all hell breaks loose when Devon suddenly changes his attitude towards her the next day and rejects her without an explanation and throws her out of the pack with no reason.
Bella is left a heart broken with a lot of questions going through her mind: what suddenly went wrong? Why did Devon suddenly change? Did he even love her?
He rejected her, she returned with his heir, how will he chase her back?

They called her too fat to rule.

Too ugly to be loved.

Too weak to be Alpha.

On the day she finally found her fated mate, Velvela Logan believed the Moon Goddess had answered her prayers. Instead, her mate rejected her, drove a sword through her heart, and stole her kingdom.

Left for dead and stripped of her wolf, she is sold as a servant to Bloodcity—the ruthless military academy ruled by the feared Masked Lycan King.

By day, she despises the cold king behind the mask.

By night, she finds herself drawn to the mysterious man who waits beside a hidden river, never realizing they are the same person.

As old enemies return, deadly secrets unravel, and a forgotten Alpha rises once more, one question remains...

Who says fat girls can't be Alpha?

The night wolves burned Settlement Seven to the ground, Aria Voss lost everything.
‎Her home. Her people. Her twin brother Marcus, twenty-two years old, buried in ash and rubble while she dug his grave with her bare hands.
‎Most people would have run away.
‎Aria ran toward it.
‎Four months of tracking one burned document led her to one name, Vayne. The most powerful wolf pack in the region. A pack with an army, a territory, and a Supreme Alpha whose word was absolute law.
‎She crossed their border at midnight. Alone. On purpose.
‎Not to beg. Not to hide. To find the person who gave the order and make sure they answered for it.
‎What she didn't plan for was Kael.
‎The youngest Alpha pulled her from the dark instead of killing her. Hid her. Protected her. Taught her the world she had walked into, and somewhere in the middle of all that, fell in love with her.
‎She didn't plan for that either.
‎Then Damon arrived.
‎The heir. The eldest cousin. Cold, brilliant, and dangerous in a way that had nothing to do with his teeth. He looked at Aria once and decided he wanted what belonged to his cousin.
‎Not from love.
‎From pride.
‎And above them both sat Aldric, the Supreme Alpha. Ancient. Calculating. A man who had been moving pieces on a board for sixty years.
‎Aria thought she came to destroy the Vayne pack.
‎She had no idea the Vayne pack had been waiting for her.
‎Two Alphas will fight over her.
‎One king will claim her.
‎And the girl who crossed the border expecting to die will end up ruling everything.

I was just Jade Knight, the daughter of a man branded a traitor, an omega, a girl nobody wanted.
Until the Ashridge triplets, heirs to the Shadow Moon Pack, decided I belonged to them...
Ryder, Ronan, and Renzo. Three names that once meant friendship, now whispered fear, danger, desire, and lust in every heartbeat.
They dominate, they torment, and they watch me with eyes that make my blood run hot and my pulse betray me. I hate them.
I want them.
I should run…. but every instinct in me knows I can’t.

“You’re not sick, Luna. You’re pregnant. And there are two heartbeats.”

The doctor’s words hit me harder than any fist. Pregnant? Me? The "broken" prostitute who was sold as damaged goods? I looked at Iver, expecting disgust. Expecting him to cast me aside now that his "breeder" had complicated his life with bastard children.

Instead, the ruthless Alpha fell to his knees.

"Mine," he whispered, his hand trembling as it touched my stomach. "We get married. Today."

But happiness is a luxury I can't afford. Because I’m not just a rogue. I discovered the truth in the archives—my blood isn't dirty. It’s royal. I am the heir to the Aurelian line, a bloodline so powerful it was hunted to extinction. And now, I’m carrying two heirs that could destroy the entire wolf hierarchy.

The pack wants me dead. The council wants me exiled. But Iver? He stood before the entire council, eyes blazing gold. "She is my wife. She carries my pups. Anyone who touches her dies."

War is coming. And I’m the weapon.

I was born without a wolf. In a world ruled by claws, fangs, and divine bloodlines… that made me nothing.

My family trained me anyway. A silent blade for the Varelli underworld. A girl who could kill without shifting, without mercy, and without leaving a trace.

But the prophecy didn’t care...

The night I was kidnapped and thrown into The Hunt, everything changed. My memories shattered. My past vanished. And now alphas are chasing me through the fucking forest.

And when they finally caught me? The moon itself intervened. Under its bloody rise, my body detonated with power...

and suddenly I was a white wolf, hunted Moon Bound Queen, and fated to not one.....but

Six alphas. Six fated mates. Six men who should have torn each other apart…

Now every clan, every vampire court, and every monster in this fractured world wants my head, or my power.

But I remember who I am now. Ryanna Varelli.
Moon-Bound Queen. Mafia Princess. Assassin.

And with my wolf, my magic, and my six alphas at my side?

I will burn kingdoms to dust before I bow.

✨ Why-Choose / Reverse Harem
🐺 Six Alpha Mates
🌕 Moon-Blessed / Divine Prophecy
⚔️ Trained Assassin FMC
🩸 High Fantasy + Dark Romance
👑 Found Family / Fiercely Loyal Mates
🌙 Hidden Power Awakening
💀 Underworld Politics
🪄 Goddess & Shifter Magic
🔪 FMC who can kill you AND kiss you
🤝 Enemies-to-Lovers Vibes
🏛️ Sentient Castle

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. RATED 18+. 90% STEAMY

Selene never expected the thick darkness her life was about to plunge into. A young, new-adult wolf raised under the strict expectations of her aging father and the proud legacy of her ancestors, she’s lived by every rule—rules meant to keep her from losing to the rival dynasty threatening to claim the throne from her family, the prestigious Ravencrofts.

But the one person she thought would protect her shatters her instead.
Her father’s cold, public humiliation cuts deeper than any enemy’s blade, all because of the one flaw she can’t control—her heat. It surges too often, too powerfully, even outside mating season… and now it’s a curse she can’t escape.

Broken and burning for release, Selene seeks reckless oblivion in the city’s most dangerous den of demons—a forbidden club dripping with sin and shadow. There, she collides with a sinfully irresistible stranger drawn to the wild, unrestrained heat she can’t hide. One night is all it takes for him to brand himself into her body and soul—a night of decadent, breathless pleasure she’ll never forget.

But when the haze fades, Selene learns the devastating truth.

The man who consumed her?

Her older sister’s Alpha husband.

He’s already tasted her. He wants more. And he’ll stop at nothing—no law, no loyalty, no taboo—to claim her completely.

Now Selene is caught in a storm of forbidden desire, torn between resisting the man who could ruin her and surrendering to the sinful pull that could destroy them both. Because the only thing more dangerous than his touch… is how much she wants it.

Dawn Swan is an ambitious Omega and takes over her father's delivery service the moment he passes away.

She rescues a wealthy businessman from a fire accident and hence he rewards her with a scholarship at Venus Luna Academy.

Dawn was glad she was able to move from her cruel uncle's house into the dorm and planned to live a plain and regular lifestyle, but things got more interesting when she got entangled with the captivating Trio of the school.

Three popular hot guys that had their eyes on her began to bully and tease her but on her eighteenth birthday, they found out she was their mate and they were determined to keep her to themselves for as long as it takes……

But being with them, made Dawn to realize there was more to her life than she thought. Mysteries lurking and paths only she can unlock.

"Take me, please take me now. I love you, Damon." she moaned as he continued squeezing and toying with her breasts, especially her nipples.
“I am yours. But only for tonight." was his cold reply.

★

Alpha Damon owns the physical appearance of an angel but a heart inclined to evil because of his demon origin.

Ladies fantasize about him because of his extraordinary beauty and aura but Damon cares for no one. No one at all.

The Cold Heart one.

However, Damon would meet a human girl Jane, who he saved from a gang of rapists. And she will make him feel things like compassion and concern and ultimately love.
But before he could accept these feelings as true and real, Danger and Death would come like the shadow as he will be the center of a war between Demons and Witches as well as Werewolves and Vampires...