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The Mark Beneath

The Mark Beneath

At Howlmoor Academy, nothing stays buried for long. Sixteen-year-old Elara Rowen arrives at the elite boarding school nestled in the mist-cloaked mountains, hoping to escape the whispers of her past and the shadow of her mother's mysterious disappearance. But from the moment she steps through the wrought iron gates, something ancient stirs-something watching, waiting, remembering. Howlmoor is no ordinary school. The halls whisper with voices no one can hear. The forest surrounding it grows thicker the closer you look. And the students-beautiful, strange, and far too knowing-seem to be playing a game Elara doesn't understand. Then there's the boy with the storm in his eyes and the wild in his veins, who seems to know her even though they've never met. But beneath the stone corridors and crimson banners, a secret pulses like a heartbeat sealed in magic and blood. There's a prophecy older than the school itself, and Elara's arrival wasn't an accident-it was foretold. Her mother vanished because she uncovered part of the truth. Now Elara must piece together the rest before it's too late. When an ancient mark appears beneath her skin-a crescent-shaped scar that glows under moonlight-Elara is thrust into a war between creatures of the night and the ancient forces that bound them long ago. Loyalties will be tested. Truths will unravel. And the line between love and betrayal will blur under the weight of destiny. Caught between two worlds, Elara must decide who she is: the girl she's always been... or the legacy she was born to awaken. And all the while, something howls in the woods at night, waiting for her to remember who she really is.
The Wolfless Substitute and Her Forbidden Lycan Mate

The Wolfless Substitute and Her Forbidden Lycan Mate

I transmigrated into a popular werewolf romance novel, but I wasn't the heroine. I was Aaliyah Hunter, a frail, wolfless side character destined for a gruesome end. My real nightmare began when the heroine, Elaina, ran away to escape her Mating ceremony. To appease the furious rival pack and avoid a bloody war, my aunt, the Pack Luna, decided to offer me as the substitute bride. "You are wolfless and have no future here. You will be Elaina's Substitute Mate." In the original plot, the Alpha Heir was already psychotically obsessed with Elaina. He viewed the substitute as a disgusting usurper. If I went, I would face brutal abuse and eventually be thrown to mindless Rogues to be eaten alive. My aunt tried to crush me with her aura, demanding I repay the family by walking straight into a slaughterhouse. I refused to be a sacrificial lamb for Elaina's mess. I used my powerful Hunter Pack bloodline to threaten my aunt and sought refuge behind my iron-willed grandmother. I thought I had safely escaped the plot, ready to watch the other vicious branch family girls tear each other apart for the cursed crown. But everything changed when my cousin recklessly brought Kameron Cross, a terrifying, ascetic Lycan Lord, into our territory. The moment his scent of biting cedar and first snow hit my senses, my supposedly wolfless body reacted with a violent, overwhelming physical surge. I wasn't supposed to have a mate, yet this untouchable apex predator was suddenly walking right toward my courtyard.
The Alpha Regrets; He wants his Luna back.

The Alpha Regrets; He wants his Luna back.

She was brought in as a maid. She left as a ghost. Lara was seven years old when she was adopted to the Wildfang wolf clan with nothing - no family and no wolf. Until the Alpha's son sat beside her one day and said, "I will protect you." She believed him and that was her first mistake. Years later, the wolf shaman declared Lara was Lucien's destined mate. His Luna, which was chosen by the moon goddess herself and so they got married. But Lucien never believed it was real. To him, Lara was a former maid with no wolf and no status who had used a prophecy as a ladder to climb above her place. So he kept her close enough to call her Luna and far enough away to make sure she felt every inch of that distance in a cold and dismissive manner. When Lara discovers she is pregnant, she thinks for just one moment that maybe this changes things. Until she overhears Lucien ordering the doctor to terminate it. She didn't scream, rather she made an impromptu decision. So, she left. What neither of them knows yet is that Lara was never an orphan and not a nobody they all agreed she was. She is the long-lost daughter of Alpha Darius Rowan -the most powerful Alpha of the MoonShade wolf clan, who has been searching for her for over twenty years. The woman who walked out of Wildfang with nothing walks back into a legacy that was always hers. And six years from now, when the Alpha conclave brings them face to face again, Lucien will be standing across the room preparing a gift for the mysterious new female Alpha everyone is talking about. He has no idea who she is.
The Ruthless Alpha's Secret White Wolf

The Ruthless Alpha's Secret White Wolf

I woke up trapped in the fragile, wolfless body of an Omega in a werewolf novel I used to read. I was destined to be the tragic "white moonlight" of the ruthless Alpha Kalen Lancaster, doomed to die a gruesome death just to fuel his character arc. In this brutal pack hierarchy, being wolfless meant I was at the absolute bottom of the food chain. My fiercely protective family was starving, bleeding themselves dry to feed me precious eggs while they survived on watery broth and rock-hard bread. Neighbors mocked me as a useless burden who would never shift, and when my cousin suggested a pairing with the Alpha, I was coldly rejected. "Don't be ridiculous," the Alpha had scoffed, dismissing me as a fragile joke. His words stung, but what hurt more was watching my mother spend her last coins on me while her own hands bled from scrubbing floors. Why should my family live in constant fear and poverty? Why should I accept this doomed, pathetic fate just because I didn't have a wolf? But the pack didn't know the truth. Deep within my chest, the ancient, lost healing magic of the White Wolf bloodline had just awakened. Looking at the miraculous, glowing energy pooling in my palms, I made a silent vow. I wasn't going to be anyone's tragic sacrifice, and I definitely wasn't going to wait for a mate to save me. I was going to rewrite my own fate.