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His Forbidden Human Mate

His Forbidden Human Mate

"Leave," I ordered, proud that my voice didn't sound half as shaky as I felt. "Is that what you really want, Keera?" He asked in a whisper. Before I could muster a response, his hand raised mine, slowly bringing my fingers to his nose. The same fingers that had been moving inside of me only minutes ago. My heart thudded. He kept his eyes locked with mine as he inhaled the scent of my release before bringing my fingers to his mouth and dragging his tongue over the fingers, licking them clean. ---- Keera - They shouldn't exist. It was impossible. They were freaks of nature. That had been my initial thoughts about werewolves. And for years I believed I was right to think that because all the werewolves I met did nothing but hurt me. Especially him. I'd been drawn to him from the very first day that I saw him. Before I realized he hated me. I didn't want to admit it but he was the one who reinforced my hatred for werewolves. I didn't need to help them out. But I did. And I watched my life spiral out of control. From crossing every boundary I ever built by getting into a relationship with him to finding out I was his mate. Grayson - I despised her before I even got the chance to meet her in person. Our relationship was forbidden. Werewolves weren't allowed to mate with humans. I didn't think I could ever even be considering the possibility. But that was before her. I found out she was my mate. There was no way I was letting her go then. I didn't mind stepping down as Alpha if it meant I could be with her. Because whether she liked it or not she felt the same about me.
The Alpha's Worthless Luna

The Alpha's Worthless Luna

In the oppressive shadows of Crescent Valley, Seraphina Riven bears the weight of her cursed bloodline as the wolfless Omega of the Crescent Moon Pack. Despised and ridiculed, she fights to protect her ailing brother while evading the pack's cruel scorn. But her world shatters when the exiled Alpha, Kael Blackthorn, returns to reclaim his throne, igniting a prophecy that binds them together: Seraphina is destined to be his Luna, the key to saving him from impending doom. Kael, driven by vengeance and haunted by betrayal, initially sees Seraphina as a mere pawn in his dangerous game. Yet, her fierce spirit and unwavering compassion challenge him to confront the darkness within himself. As their unexpected connection ignites, they navigate a treacherous landscape of power struggles and forbidden desire, all while rival packs circle like wolves, eager to exploit their vulnerabilities. Faced with an agonizing choice, Seraphina must decide whether to embrace her fate as Kael's Luna or seize her own destiny before it slips away. With secrets unraveling and enemies closing in, she confronts her deepest fears in a world where loyalty is a weapon and love a perilous gamble. The cost of becoming his Luna could be her very soul. As the prophecy looms ever closer, a new and sinister threat emerges from the shadows, one that could obliterate everything they've fought for. Just when it seems they might outsmart fate, a chilling message arrives: "The prophecy is just the beginning. Your true test is yet to come." Will Seraphina and Kael uncover the truth before it's too late, or will their destinies spiral into darkness?
The Alpha's Unwanted Daughter Returns for Blood

The Alpha's Unwanted Daughter Returns for Blood

I was the biological daughter of the Blackwood Pack's Alpha, but because I was wolfless, I was treated worse than a stray. Then my adopted sister, Caroline, set her own cottage on fire and vanished, leaving behind a fake suicide note claiming my jealousy drove her to death. Without a shred of investigation, my parents and brother dragged me away. They stripped me, threw me into the freezing ancestral hall, and ordered me to kneel in penance. Even my betrothed, Vaughn, grabbed my jaw and told me he'd tear me apart with his own hands. Shivering on the icy stone floor, my body finally gave out and I froze to death. But as my spirit drifted into the manor, I saw a horrifying truth. Caroline was alive and perfectly fine, sitting comfortably in the parlor with my family. "Soon, my darling. Once she's gone, Vaughn will be all yours, officially." Hearing my mother's doting words, and my brother laughing about how they arranged my death, I finally understood. I had spent my whole life begging for their affection, only to realize my entire family had conspired to execute me just to clear the path for a fake daughter. The sheer scale of their betrayal turned my soul into a bottomless pit of hatred. With the last shred of my being, I screamed into the abyss for a second chance. Opening my eyes, I was back in the carriage on the very first day I was brought to the pack. This time, I wouldn't go to the manor.
My Mad King's Love, Forever Mine

My Mad King's Love, Forever Mine

For a thousand years, the Vora beastmen have been cursed by a madness-a burning sickness in their blood that only one thing can soothe: the legendary 'Blood-Blessed,' a human female whose very scent is a living cure. When a virus wiped out nearly all females, their desperate hunt for this mythical girl turned into a brutal conquest. They crushed our fallen human kingdoms, reducing us to breathing meat under their cruel "Livestock Codex." To save my little sister from being branded for their elite breeding auction, I took her place in the male-only death draft. Disguised as a boy, I was thrown into a pitch-black labyrinth, a living sacrifice meant to feed their ultimate nightmare: the feral, half-dragon Mad King. He tore our steel cage apart like wet paper. I pressed my back against the freezing wall, watching in horror as he slaughtered the screaming men around me. He ripped the filthy coat from my body, exposing my true gender. As his crimson eyes locked onto my throat and he opened his jaws for the kill, my rage burned away my fear. I was a pureblood heiress of a dead empire, but I would not die cowering like an animal. I gripped a shard of glass, ready to aim for his eye. But as he lunged, the glass sliced my palm. The moment my blood hit the air, the legend became my reality. The sweet, intoxicating scent that flooded the dark wasn't just my pheromones-it was the living cure. The terrifying, apocalyptic tyrant froze mid-strike. He dropped his massive body to his knees, his fangs retracting as he gently, desperately licked my bleeding hand. His chaotic red eyes darkened with an absolute, world-ending obsession as he pulled my fragile body against his burning chest. "Mine." I was meant to be his final meal. They called me the Blood-Blessed. He called me his Queen.