The Queen's Contract: Sold To The Monsters
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Zeva Stone, the warrior queen who built an empire with blood and grit was traded by her own husband for a pair of working legs and a new mate. At twenty eight, her reign as the Luna Queen of the Darkmoon pack ended in a silver shackled nightmare.
Sold to the four Malvaine brothers- the very monsters she ran away from thirteen years ago. Zeva is thrust into a dark, ancient protocol. They don't just want her strength; they want her womb to resurrect the Aethel Vrykol, a forbidden hyrbid vampire-werewolf race wiped out by the gods.
But when the brothers drag her secret- a ten year old hybrid son, Zeva us forced to kneel. Caught in a gilded hell, she realizes the eldest brother, Valerius, wasn't just her captor- but her destined mate.
Between a Lycan King who hunts her and her son, an ex husband who sold her and now wants her back, and a forbidden bond between a vampire mate who owns her. Zeva has only one goal: protect her son and burn the whole world to the ground- but when love gets in the way. What would she do?
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Chapter: Chapter 4ZEVAThis is bad.This is very, very bad.I scrambled backward, but my retreat was cut short when my back slammed into something that felt like a brick wall. I swallowed hard, my breath hitching as I looked up. A hulking figure, a guard with eyes like dead embers hovered over me, his shadow swallowing me whole."Going somewhere?" His voice was a low frequency rumble that vibrated through me in a terrifying way.I didn't answer him. Instead, my gaze snapped back to the four men lounging in this center of the room. They looked like a goddamn dark romance cover that came to life, but I knew the rot beneath the porcelain skin.There was Valerius, the eldest, who stood just few feet away from me. He was all sharp lines and expensive tailoring, his black hair swept back from a face that was hauntingly beautiful and utterly heartless. Beside him stood Cyprian, the second born, leaning against a pillar with a smirk that promised a slow death, he had a leaner build compared to Valerius, aubur
Last Updated: 2026-03-14
Chapter: Chapter 3 ZEVA This is bad. This is very, very bad. I scrambled backward, but my retreat was cut short when my back slammed into something that felt like a brick wall. I swallowed hard, my breath hitching as I looked up. A hulking figure, a guard with eyes like dead embers hovered over me, his shadow swallowing me whole. "Going somewhere?" His voice was a low frequency rumble that vibrated through me in a terrifying way. I didn't answer him. Instead, my gaze snapped back to the four men lounging in this center of the room. They looked like a goddamn dark romance cover that came to life, but I knew the rot beneath the porcelain skin. There was Valerius, the eldest, who stood just few feet away from me. He was all sharp lines and expensive tailoring, his black hair swept back from a face that was hauntingly beautiful and utterly heartless. Beside him stood Cyprian, the second born, leaning against a pillar with a smirk that promised a slow death, he had a leaner build compared to Valerius
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Chapter: Chapter 2ZEVA Ugh- fuck. Why does my head feel like it's been used as a tectonic plates for a very aggressive earthquake? I tried to groan but the sound died in my throat, muffled by a thick strip of tape around my mouth. What the- I tried to move but it was impossible as my wrists were pulled taut behind my back, binded, my ankles were blinded so tight the circulation were beginning to stage a protest. I tried to reach out to Lira, but it was like shouting into a void. I could feel her there, like a faint flickering ember at the back of my mind, but she was sluggish, suppressed by something that felt like heavy, leaden wool. Lira? Hey, wake the fuck up. Nothing but a low distant whine. Great, I was on my own. The last few minutes or hours- raced back to me with the speed of a brakeless train. Dren. That slimy, manipulative piece of shit. He'd actually looked me in the eye and said he was sorry but he set me up. Fuck! I whined as I struggled against my restrains but it was pointless.
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Chapter: Chapter one ZEVA. "The Lycans would be here soon, Alpha. Any orders?" The scout's voice, tight with a barely suppressed unease sliced through the silence of the royal office. "No, you may leave." Dren instructed, flicking his wrist with a dismissive wave that spoke volumes of his arrogance. Even confided to his ridiculously ornate wheelchair, he exuded an aura of power, a dark intoxicating feeling that had me drawn to him years ago despite knowing better. "Yes sire." The scout bowed and turned to leave. As soon as he left, I stepped closer to Dren. "Are you sure about this?" I asked, moving closer, my boots silent on the polished obsidian floor. The air in the room, usually heavy with the scent of Dren's expensive musky cologne and the faint metallic tung of his power, felt charged with an unknown dread. Dren's perfectly sculpted eyebrows, dark and sharp against his pale skin drew together in a mask of pure disgust. He didn't look at me directly, his gaze was fixed on some invisible p
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Owned By The Rogue King: The Stepfather's Claim
I was supposed to be a bride, not a prize. On my wedding day, the scent of expensive pine and pack law was replaced by the metallic tang of blood and ancient power. The man who dragged me into the darkness wasn't a stranger—he was the ghost who haunted my childhood. Silas. My former stepfather.
"You’re shaking, little wolf," he growled, his voice a low vibration against my neck that made my skin ignite. "Is it fear, or is your heat finally waking up for its True Alpha?"
Years ago, he was the man who walked out on my mother; now, he’s the Rogue King who’s come to reclaim the throne. But the twist isn't just the mate bond burning between us—it’s the realization that the boy I was supposed to marry is Silas’s long-lost son.
The 'Step' was just a label; the 'Mate' is a blood-deep command. Silas isn't just taking back his pack—he's taking his Queen.
"Your fiancé was a placeholder," he whispered, pinning me against the cold stone of his den. "Tonight, you learn why I’m the only one allowed to hear you scream."
In this realm of wolves and war, I’m no longer a pawn. I’m the Luna of the Rogues, and the True Alpha has finally come home to claim his crown—and me.
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Chapter: Chapter twenty fourThe silence that followed did not feel empty.It felt expectant.Like the world itself had been holding its breath, waiting for something to shift—and now that it had, nothing would ever return to what it was before.Ivara stood still, her pulse finally slowing, but the echo of those words refused to leave her.You were a weapon.Not a mistake.Not an accident.Designed.Made.Every instinct in her screamed to reject it, to tear it apart and deny it until nothing remained—but something deeper, something older than her fear, had already accepted it.That was what unsettled her the most.Not the truth.But how familiar it felt.“You’re too quiet,” Kael said.His voice cut through her thoughts, low and controlled, but she heard the tension beneath it.Good.He should be tense.He should be worried.Because she was done being the only one in the dark.“You knew,” she said.It wasn’t a question.Kael didn’t answer immediately.That was answer enough.Something sharp twisted in her chest, b
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Chapter: Chapter twenty threeThe night did not breathe the same way twice.Ivara noticed it the moment she stepped beyond the cracked stone arch that marked the invisible threshold between territories. The air here was heavier, thicker with something ancient and watchful. It pressed against her skin like a warning, like the land itself was aware of her trespass and was deciding whether to reject her or consume her whole.She did not slow down.Behind her, Kael walked in silence, his presence steady but dangerous. He had not spoken since they crossed into the outer edges of the Rogue Realm, and that alone told her how serious this was. Kael was not a man who held his tongue unless the situation demanded it.Or unless he didn’t trust himself to speak.“Say it,” Ivara muttered without turning. “Whatever is going on in that head of yours.”A pause.Then, “You’re walking into something you don’t understand.”She gave a quiet, humorless laugh. “That has been my entire life.”“That’s not the same thing.”Now she stopped
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Chapter: Chapter twenty twoChapter 22The moment their blood touched the fractured ground, the world didn’t just react—it recognized them.Power surged upward like a living force, violent and immediate, slamming into Arden’s chest so hard it knocked the breath out of her lungs. The symbols carved into the pillars erupted into blinding light, no longer flickering but blazing, as if something ancient had just been awakened after centuries of silence.The creature recoiled.Not fully.Not retreating.But resisting.A sound tore from it—deep, layered, wrong. It wasn’t a scream. It was something older, something that vibrated through bone and marrow, something that made every instinct inside Arden twist violently.Silas didn’t let go of her.His blood was still dripping from his palm, mixing with hers on the ground, and where the two met, the stone itself began to change.Lines spread outward.Not cracks.Markings.Precise.Intentional.Arden’s vision blurred as the patterns formed, her mind struggling to keep up wi
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Chapter: Chapter twenty oneChapter 21The crack in the earth did not stop growing.It tore wider with a sound that didn’t belong to this world, something deeper than stone breaking, something that echoed like a scream dragged through time itself. The hollow trembled violently, pillars shaking as glowing symbols flickered in and out like they were fighting to stay alive.Arden couldn’t breathe properly.Not because of fear.Because something was pulling at her.From the inside.From the mark.Her knees nearly buckled again, but this time she forced herself to stay upright, fingers digging into her palms hard enough to hurt. Pain grounded her. Barely.The darkness below shifted.It wasn’t empty.It wasn’t just energy.It was aware.And it was reaching.A low, distorted sound crawled out of the fracture, like a voice trying to form through something that had forgotten how to speak.The crowd broke.Rogues who feared nothing began stepping back, then faster, then turning completely as instinct overpowered pride. So
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Chapter: Chapter twentyChapter 20The sky over the Rogue Realm never stayed the same for long.It shifted like a living thing restless, watching, waiting. One moment it burned in streaks of crimson, the next it sank into a deep violet haze that swallowed light whole. Tonight, it churned like a storm that hadn’t decided whether to break or to consume.Arden felt it before she saw anything.That pressure again.Not fear.Not exactly.Something deeper.Something ancient.She stood at the edge of the obsidian cliff overlooking the fractured lands below, her fingers curled slightly at her sides as the wind dragged through her hair. The mark at the base of her neck burned faintly, pulsing in slow rhythm with something she couldn’t name.Or maybe she could.She just didn’t want to.Behind her, she heard the quiet crunch of boots against black gravel.She didn’t turn.“You’re avoiding me.”Silas’ voice.Low. Controlled. Too calm.Arden exhaled slowly. “I’m thinking.”“That usually involves running.”A small, sharp
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Chapter: Chapter nineteenChapter NineteenIVARAThe moment I stepped into the apartment, I knew something had shifted.Not in the room.In him.Silas was by the window, his back turned, shoulders tense beneath the dark fabric of his shirt. The city lights bled through the glass, painting him in fragments of gold and shadow, but it did nothing to soften the weight in the air.It pressed.Heavy.Unspoken.“You found something,” I said, closing the door behind me.He didn’t turn.“That depends,” he replied, voice low. “Did you?”I exhaled slowly, dropping my bag onto the table. “Ruan knows more than he’s letting on.”That got his attention.Silas turned, sharp and immediate, his eyes locking onto mine with a flicker of something dark.“How much?”“Enough to be dangerous.”A pause.Then—quietly—“Did he touch you?”I stilled.There it was.Not strategy.Not war.Something far more volatile.I crossed my arms, leaning slightly against the table. “That’s what you’re asking?”“It’s the only question that matters righ
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