Master: My Alpha King My Master

His Rejected Hybrid Mate

The Millennium Wolf King of all Supernatural was killed mysteriously and his throne was wanted by every King's and Queen's of supernatural but they couldn't have it because he has a legitimate child. A child none of the king's and Queen's has seen before. All they know is that the Millennium Wolf King child name is River. River put on a disguise to know those behind the deaths of the Millennium Wolf King. Ariel, a beautiful lady who lives with her old poor aunt, who is the most fearsome and powerful Witch in the Witch kingdom, met with Tyler- the soon to be king of the second most strongest kingdom (Wolfe Crimson) in the whole Supernatural- they both realize they were mates. Tyler was in love with Ariel but has a change of heart when his parents promised him the throne of the Millennium King if he marries the Vampire Princess who was a beauty and the most dangerous. He rejected Ariel right in front of a party he had invited her and that was attended by all King's and Queen's. Royal, a poor boy and servant to all the Wolfe Crimson kingdom befriended Ariel and love developed between them. Royal has a deep secret, he isn't who he said he is and later on found out Ariel isn't what she said she is. Can their love survive when Ariel has Mate? Legend has it that The Legendary Ice Wolf and the Millennium Wolf will come together to defeat the Dark ones but are not meant to fall in love, a Love Forbidden.

Fated And Mated to a Leopard

Meet Dae, a sassy, rude, arrogant and bad-mouthed Billionaire only daughter and a successful Millionaire business woman in Korea. Watching Zee World movies had made her think every man is romantic but when she realized all her Korean boyfriends weren't romantic like Abhishek in Twist of Fate. She and her best friend, Hwan; a handsome Millionaire and a fighter himself, had always wanted someone who would love them and not their money. They decided to travel to India where they met Niral and his sister, Javi, who is a witch. Niral Vanhi is a proud, sassy, rude, arrogant and bad-mouthed Billionaire guy in India who believes everyone is beneath him. Dae became his captive when a bet went wrong. But Niral Vanhi has a deep secret. "I don’t believe in plastic surgery, but in your case, go ahead." Niral Vanhi told Dae. "People say that laughter is the best medicine, your face must be curing the world!" Dae fired back. Niral's father, a handsome wicked Mafia Lord, wanted Dae at all cost but she was his son Leopard Mate. In Niral's father book 'Leopard doesn't fall in love. They kill their mate,' But Niral's Leopard thought differently. Even though Niral didn't want the beautiful classic yet rich rude girl, his leopard wanted her and slowly he started to fall in love with his spoiled brat.

Willow (The Cursed Dragon-Wolf)

Aurora who pretends to be her twin sister, Arabella, returns back to Harryson Mansion and couldn't help but fall in love with him. Meet Willow Harryson, the richest young business man in the whole of Europe. A handsome yet cold heartless man who is every woman's dream and a Mafia Lord. But he has a dark secret. He needs a special kind of Lady who will break his whole family's one thousand years curse. Will Aurora carry on with her revenge? Did Arabella lie or not? What was the Curse place on Willow and his entire family?

The Forgotten Wolf (The Tears of Odin)

She was born into the great kingdom of The Millennium Wolf as a Princess but was Rejected at birth by her parents and her siblings because she wasn't blessed with the mark of Odin (Eyes of the Moon Goddess). She was thrown from a cliff where a woman beneath the cliffs awaits for the dead Child. She was soon Forgotten by everyone but little did they know that she was Odin.

My Hooligan

🎤🎤.....In this world, a mother is the greatest warrior..... 🎤🎤 "How deep is the ocean? Without knowing the depths you can't rule over it. That is how you should be Zoya. Be like the ocean no one can rule." Amulya told her daughter. "People like us have no one to call our own, people like us live for alms. I won't always be with you forever my child, but promise me, I don't know how you are going to do it but you should become wealthy and help the likes of us. Be dominant and strong so that when you come to face your father one day, he will be scared of you. Others are scared of him, but you, let him be scared of you, promise me Zoya." "I promise you mother." Zoya promised. "But tell me, who is my father?" "Once you see him, you will know. He is feared all over India. I can't tell you his name, they might be watching my every move to end our lives." Amulya told her child looking around her in fear. "But don't worry my child, I will be alive till I have to hold your hand in the dark and make you walk through it even when you are scared of the dark, then I will teach you to even leave my hand and stand strong against others and walk through the darkness without fear." Zoya, a ten year old poor girl became alone when her mother, (Amulya a 22 year old woman who escape from a well feared man that made her his sex slave at the age of 11), died in an accident alongside with her adopted sister. "Even in your final breath. Do remember your promise. Thorny paths are what you will find in this world. Even if the earth burns as a barrier, cross it and come. Without giving up your persistence, stand firmly in front Zoya." This is the story of Zoya who went beyond destiny to become India number 1 most feared Don and fulfilling her late mother's wish, then, her mother's past came knocking on her door.

Fake Mating To My Ex's Powerful Enemy

All my life, I've been the backup daughter. My sister Beatrice got everything-love, attention, the golden child treatment.I got leftovers and reminders I wasn't good enough. Until I discovered Niall,gorgeous Alpha from the neighboring pack,was my fated mate. Finally, my turn to be chosen. God, I was naive. Four years of engagement hell.Bleaching my hair to suit his tastes. Squeezing into tight dresses, playing his personal maid-only to hear I'd make a better servant than mate. All because his heart belonged to my sister. That night,I accidentally knocked over their picture frame. He slapped me. Hard. Said I'd never measure up to her. So I slapped him back, tore up their photo, and accepted rejection. I thought it was over. Until I caught them at the club, laughing about how pathetic my four years of trying had been. The whole engagement was their sick game. Drunk and furious, I did something reckless with my mysterious neighbor. Alpha Hudson -face carved by gods, danger in every perfectly tailored line. Most importantly, he's my ex's nemesis. So? Best sex of my life. I thought it was a one-night stand to forget. Wrong Again. He's richer than Niall, more powerful than my family, and infinitely more dangerous. And he's not letting me go. This time, I won't be anybody's second choice.

The Billionaire's Cold And Bitter Betrayal

I had just survived a private jet crash, my body a map of violet bruises and my lungs still burning from the smoke. I woke up in a sterile hospital room, gasping for my husband's name, only to realize I was completely alone. While I was bleeding in a ditch, my husband, Adam, was on the news smiling at a ribbon-cutting ceremony. When I tracked him down at the hospital's VIP wing, I didn't find a grieving husband. I found him tenderly cradling his ex-girlfriend, Casie, in his arms, his face lit with a protective warmth he had never shown me as he carried her into the maternity ward. The betrayal went deeper than I could have imagined. Adam admitted the affair started on our third anniversary-the night he claimed he was stuck in London for a merger. Back at the manor, his mother had already filled our planned nursery with pink boutique bags for Casie's "little princess." When I demanded a divorce, Adam didn't flinch. He sneered that I was "gutter trash" from a foster home and that I'd be begging on the streets within a week. To trap me, he froze my bank accounts, cancelled my flight, and even called the police to report me for "theft" of company property. I realized then that I wasn't his partner; I was a charity case he had plucked from obscurity to manage his life. To the Hortons, I was just a servant who happened to sleep in the master bedroom, a "resilient" woman meant to endure his abuse in silence while the whole world laughed at the joke that was my marriage. Adam thought stripping me of his money would make me crawl back to him. He was wrong. I walked into his executive suite during his biggest deal of the year and poured a mug of sludge over his original ten-million-dollar contracts. Then, right in front of his board and his mistress, I stripped off every designer thread he had ever paid for until I was standing in nothing but my own silk camisole. "You can keep the clothes, Adam. They're as hollow as you are." I grabbed my passport, turned my back on his billions, and walked out of that glass tower barefoot, bleeding, and finally free.

The Bride He Cast Away on Their Wedding Night

In the glittering world of high society and cutthroat ambition, a single sentence shatters a marriage: "Let's get a divorce." For three years, Claire Thompson has lived in exile, her marriage to the powerful Nelson Cooper a hollow shell existing only on paper. Shipped abroad on her wedding day and utterly forgotten, she returns only to be handed divorce papers. But Claire is no longer the timid, heartbroken girl she once was. Behind her quiet facade lies a woman transformed, secretly rejoicing at her newfound freedom. However, freedom comes with a price. As Claire signs the papers with relief, a chilling phone call reveals a dark truth: the threats she faced overseas were no accident, and the trail leads shockingly close to home-to the family that raised her and the husband who discarded her. Just as she prepares to sever all ties, a twist of fate pulls her back into the gilded cage. Nelson, for reasons unknown, suddenly stalls the divorce. Meanwhile, the family that disowned her and the fragile, manipulative sister who stole her life are determined to ruin her reputation and drive her out for good. But Claire is playing a different game now. With a mysterious new identity, powerful allies, and secrets of her own, she is no one's pawn. As hidden truths unravel and loyalties are tested, a stunning question emerges: In this high-stakes battle of love, betrayal, and revenge, who is truly trapping whom?

Too Late, Mr. Johnston: She Is Gone

Kara was diagnosed with cancer, and her unborn child could not be kept. Kara planned to end the pregnancy, get a divorce, and face her impending death with equanimity, allowing Davin and his new love, Alyse, to be together. But Davin had no intention of letting her go so easily. He and the increasingly frail Kara were inseparable day and night, just to leave a child for the infertile Alyse. Kara lay dying in her hospital bed, crying and laughing, pleading, "I'll give you my life, please let me go." Later, the cold and aloof man knelt before Kara's tombstone, holding gardenias day and night, his eyes red as he murmured, "Baby, stop it, come back."

No Longer Mrs. Cooley: The Architect's Return

I went to the City Clerk’s office for a routine copy of my marriage license to finalize a trust fund audit. I expected a simple piece of paper, but the clerk’s pitying look told me my entire life was a lie. "The license was never finalized, Ms. Oliver. In the eyes of the state, you are single." The three-hundred-guest wedding at the Plaza and the Vogue features meant nothing. My husband, Gray Cooley, had intentionally filed the documents with a "procedural defect" so he could discard me without a legal divorce. Moments later, an iCloud invite titled "Our Little Secret" popped up on my screen. It was a photo of my best friend, Brylee, holding a positive pregnancy test at our Hamptons estate. Gray’s text to her was the final blow: "Happy anniversary, babe. This baby is the best gift. Once the trust unlocks today, we’re done with the charade." I soon discovered they were even stealing my career, reassigning my architectural masterpiece to Brylee while preparing my eviction notice. Gray's mother called me a "barren mule" in a leaked recording, mocking the infertility I suffered after saving Gray’s life in a construction accident. I wasn't a wife; I was a three-year placeholder used to secure his inheritance. How could the man I bled for treat me like a disposable prop? How could my best friend carry his child while pretending to comfort me through my darkest moments? The betrayal burned until it turned into a cold, hard stone of fury. I didn't cry. Instead, I walked into the penthouse of the Barretts, the Cooleys' most powerful rivals. I signed a marriage contract with Kane Barrett, the man the tabloids called the "Beast of Wall Street." "I want a wedding," I told his father, my voice steady and lethal. "Bigger than the one I had with Gray." If they wanted me gone, they would have to watch me become the woman who owns their world.

The Billionaire's Secret Triplets: Mom's Revenge

Six years ago, I was a naive girl sold by my father to the powerful Sanders estate, only to be tossed onto the streets after a brutal assault they labeled "marital infidelity." I fled the country pregnant and broken, hiding from the shadow of a husband I had never even met. Now, I’ve returned to New York with my triplets to sign the final divorce papers and disappear forever. But Archibald Sanders—the man I was told was a crippled recluse—intercepted us with the cold precision of a predator. He didn't see the woman his family destroyed; he saw a gold-digger who had shamed his name. His security team hunted us to a grimy motel, using tactical force to snatch my children away and drag me to his glass-walled empire. In his office, he loomed over me, demanding a DNA test and threatening to throw me in prison while my babies were lost to the foster system. He was convinced I’d cheated, yet he stared at my sons with a haunting confusion, unable to ignore the stormy blue eyes that were a perfect mirror of his own. I stood there, paralyzed by his scent—the sharp tang of rain and expensive leather that triggered the icy dread of my worst nightmares. How could he accuse me of betrayal when he felt exactly like the monster who had shattered my life in that dark hotel room? "I'll sign anything," I sobbed, "just give me my kids." But the game changed when my five-year-old son hacked the tower’s security, holding the skyscraper hostage to save me. In the chaos, a fragile, silent boy—Archibald’s secret son—wandered into the room and reached for me as if I were his missing soul. Archibald’s face turned to stone as he tore up the agreement and locked the doors. "Until I find out why my son is looking at you like that," he growled, "you aren't going anywhere."