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HER DESTINY

HER DESTINY

In the quiet depths of her gaze, simmering beneath a facade of submission, lies a beta daughter, Abbey, harboring a burning desire for retribution. Once entwined in the Alpha male's embrace, she now feels the sting of betrayal and oppression. Her movements are measured, her demeanor demure, yet her mind churns with schemes of vengeance. She observes with calculating eyes, biding her time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike back at the one who killed her parent in cold blood, destroyed her pack, and left her friend Charity homeless and visionless. With each passing day, Abbey's resolve strengthens, fueled by memories of his cruelty and disdain. She knows that to reclaim her dignity, she must outwit the very one who is her mate, the love of her life. Though a wolf's crystal is not in conformity with this idea, her thirst for vengeance overshadows her love. Behind closed doors, Abbey plots in secrecy, weaving a web of deception and manipulation. She understands the intricacies of power dynamics, using her wit and cunning to undermine his authority while maintaining the illusion of subservience. As tension between them simmers, she bides her time, waiting for the opportune moment to unleash her vengeance upon Alpha Jemery. The question remains: will Abbey forgive Jemery for what he did to her pack members, parent, and Charity's pack, and become his mate? Or will she let vengeance consume her?
Lire
Chapter: A Third Enemy
A Third-person point of ViewAs Jeremy sank into the warm bath, his muscles relaxing, his mind began to wander back to the day he first claimed Abbey as his mate. He remembered the fierce possessiveness that had driven him to mark her as his own, to assert his dominance over her.In the flashback, Jeremy saw himself as a powerful alpha, his eyes blazing with intensity as he gazed at Abbey, his chosen mate. She was a gentle soul, her eyes wide with fear and uncertainty as he approached her. He remembered the way she trembled beneath his touch, the way she submitted to his will without resistance.Despite his rough exterior, Jeremy's heart had swelled with love and admiration for Abbey's gentle nature, her kindness and compassion. But he had refused to show it, to reveal the vulnerability that lay beneath his alpha mask. Instead, he had asserted his dominance, marking her as his own with a fierce growl and a possessive bite.Abbey had looked up at him with tears in her eyes, her heart r
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-28
Chapter: Back from the Trance
Abbey's point of view.Everything that happened in the last chapter was all in a trance. I kept falling from one trance to another. Seeing visions of how my parents died like I was present. It was as if someone was trying to draw a feud between Jeremy and me. Finally, the door clicked open with an echoing thud at half past one in the morning. Jeremy's dinner had turned cold hours ago before I had those episodes. The noise from the door startled me, tearing my gaze from his empty seat. I had not realized that I had zoned out again. This was not me going into a trance but thinking about everything that happened to me in those few hours after Eric left me. I was silently waiting for him in the kitchen. He didn't see me at first, still caught up in the haze of whatever he had just arrived from.Jeremy grumbled underneath his breath, kicking off his boots and silently moving around the foyer in the dark of the living room. It took him a moment to notice the small glow of the kitchen light,
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-28
Chapter: In the loop
Abbey's point of view Jeremy walks through the door, his usual confident stride replaced by a weary trudge. His body is covered in blood, his fur matted and stained with the scent of violence. His eyes were sunken, his expression strained, and his breathing labored.As he entered the room, he was met with the sight of me, his mate, curled up on the floor, my body shaking uncontrollably. I was in the midst of a panic attack, my eyes wide with fear, my breathing rapid and shallow.Jeremy's expression softens, his stress and fatigue momentarily forgotten. He rushes to Abbey's side, his movements gentle and comforting."Above, it's okay. I'm here. I'm home," he says, his voice soothing and calm.He nuzzles her gently, trying to calm her down, but she's too far gone. She's consumed by her vision, her mind replaying the attack she saw, the danger that's coming for her and their pack.Jeremy's eyes filled with worry and concern. He knows he needs to get me out of this state, but he's not su
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-28
Chapter: Red Moon Warning
Abbey's point of view“I just meant that you don’t normally pick me up. I’m just surprised, that’s all,” I said, glancing up at Eric.He slipped his hands into the pockets of his jacket, his steps casual and unhurried. “It’s because I’ve been busy with training the warriors,” he replied. “Jeremy and Ezekiel are tied up dealing with some issues in the cells, which makes me your babysitter for the evening.” His lips quirked as he said it, half-joking.“I don’t need a babysitter,” I shot back, quick to defend myself. But curiosity won over, and I added, “What kind of issues are they dealing with? Are they okay?”Eric laughed softly, shaking out his dark curls. They had grown since I’d last seen him, brushing against the tops of his ears. “Trust me, they’re fine. The cells always have issues. That’s why Ezekiel’s such a miserable bastard to be around.”“The cells always have issues because they’re not supposed to exist,” I muttered, the words slipping out before I could stop them.Eric’s
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Shadows Behind Smiles
Abbey's point of view.Liza shot me an apologetic look before hurrying after the pups.“Excuse me, did we forget our manners? It isn’t nice to nearly run someone over,” she called, her voice softening as she slipped into the daycare center behind the swinging doors.I couldn’t help but laugh at her mild attempt at scolding. Liza was far too sweet to ever raise her voice at them. The sternest she ever gave was a gentle lecture, and even then, the pups knew she would forgive them in the blink of an eye. She loved them as though they were her own, showering them with patience, warmth, and endless second chances.Shaking my head, I turned back—and froze when I saw a hand stretched out toward me.“Need some help?” Stone asked.Without thinking, I slipped my hand into his. “I feel like I always need help,” I admitted.He pulled me easily to my feet, his touch warm against my skin. “Thank you,” I murmured, ready to step away, but to my surprise, his grip tightened.“Stone?” I asked, searchin
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Whispers in the Wind.
Abbey's point of view.I had almost forgotten about the uneasiness gnawing at my chest,until it struck again like a crashing wave. Relentless. Without warning. And in a place I least expected.“I’m not much of a gossiper, but I heard an interesting rumor,” Ben Stone said casually, his voice threading through the chilly afternoon air.My gaze tore away from the children playing in the open field. They were blissfully unaware of the wind nipping at their cheeks as they shrieked and laughed, their little limbs tumbling over one another in a game of tag. For them, the world was simple. For me, it was heavy.Ever since I’d returned to the daycare center, Liza had noticed my mood shifts. I tried hiding it behind timid smiles, but my worried expression betrayed me. I had thought being with the children would distract me, soften the weight of my thoughts. For fleeting moments, it worked. But the silence between their laughter was too loud, and in those pauses, unease crept back in.Jeremy had
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-09-22
ELDER'S BLOOD

ELDER'S BLOOD

Elena grew up under the strict gaze of her mother, a woman who had no tolerance for failure. Mistakes weren’t just frowned upon—they didn’t exist. For Elena, life was a relentless climb toward perfection, where only one goal mattered: being mated to a high-ranking werewolf. Her mother’s relentless mantra echoed in her mind—anything less would be a disgrace. When her younger sister Serena is mated to their pack’s Beta, Elena’s hope of fulfilling her mother’s dreams shatters. Consumed by despair and humiliation, she flees into the night, leaving her pack behind. But fate is a trickster, and her journey leads her to the forbidden lands of the Nightshade Pack—a savage domain ruled by fear and blood. There, the Moon Goddess delivers her to Alpha VuK, a name whispered in terror across the werewolf world. Ruthless, cunning, and brutal, VuK is everything Elena has been taught to avoid. But the bond forged by the Moon Goddess is unbreakable, and despite their mutual resentment, they are tied together by destiny. As she navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, Elena finds herself at odds with VuK’s merciless rule. Her defiance stirs something long buried in him, even as it threatens to ignite a war between their packs. Yet, beneath the bloodshed and conflict lies an ancient legacy: the title of "Elder's Blood," a symbol of forgotten honor that could either unite them—or destroy everything. Will love and courage rewrite their fates, or will their differences tear them apart?
Lire
Chapter: The Same Moon: The Elders blood.
Elena point tof view.“Both of you—stop it. Stop it right now.”My voice rang across the courtyard, cutting through the echo of laughter as my twins darted in circles, chasing each other with reckless joy. The wind carried their giggles, bright and pure, and for a moment, I forgot the scars of the past—the battles, the betrayals, the blood that had stained so many hands. A girl and a boy, my children, running free under the pale silver light of the moon. My daughter, Munera, moved with a calm elegance, her eyes reflecting the soft glow of moonlight. My son, Moon, was strong, steady, and handsome, carrying the quiet confidence of someone who had been born to command.Their names were more than names. Munera and Moon. They carried the weight of history, the legacy of our bloodline, and the whispers of a prophecy that had once seemed like a distant dream. They bore the names of the Moon Goddess and of me—a gift and a responsibility intertwined. I had named them with love, yes, but also w
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-30
Chapter: A Crown Paid in Blood
Vanda point of view.Only Alpha Gold remained.I had planned his death for a long time—ever since he betrayed my sister and turned his back on my pack. He was my brother‑in‑law. Blood by marriage. Family. And he sold us all out for a title.A title.The word tasted bitter every time it crossed my mind. Titles had already buried too many bodies. They had taken Santa. They had taken Barsek. They had taken my sister’s child. And now they demanded Gold.I rushed back to the pack with my men closing ranks around me, their presence steadying even as pain pulsed through my body. The poison still lingered, my injuries far from healed, but rage carried me forward. As soon as we cleared Roug Territory, I began issuing orders without slowing.“John,” I said sharply, “retrieve Zender’s body. Take him back to his pack. Make sure everything is settled—records, leadership structure, territory information. I’ll come personally to supervise.”“Yes, Alpha,” John replied, already turning.Then I faced T
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-30
Chapter: Blood and Moonlight
Vanda point of view.The clean land lay silent when I arrived, untouched by pack borders or Elder Blood claims. That was why I chose it. No territory advantage, no reinforcements, no witnesses—just truth, claws, and whoever walked away alive.I stayed unhealed on purpose. The poison still coursed through my veins, thick and biting, dulling my reflexes and blurring my vision. My wolf hated it, pacing beneath my skin, slamming against my bones, growling in frustration. He wanted to surge forward, tear them apart with pure instinct, but I held him back. Weakness was bait. An Alpha who looked broken was an Alpha they would rush—arrogance blinded, and I planned to use it.I sat on the fallen stone at the center of the clearing, shoulders slumped, breathing ragged and uneven, letting the lie settle. Every movement, every shallow inhale, was calculated. The forest around me waited in quiet anticipation.They came exactly as I expected.Barsek arrived first, his boots crunching over dry leave
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-30
Chapter: The Old Ways
Vanda point of view.The next morning, I pressed a soft kiss to Elena’s forehead before she stirred. Her lashes twitched, her lips parted slightly as if she wanted to speak, but I pulled away before she opened her eyes. She needed rest—not the kind watched over by fear, but the kind that let a body and soul heal fully.I left the room quietly, moving down the familiar halls of the pack house. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of early morning dew through the open windows. Light filtered in, casting long shadows on the stone walls. Everything felt deceptively calm, like the world was holding its breath before the storm. I shut the door to my office behind me and let the silence settle, the weight of it pressing against my chest in a way that reminded me of the work ahead.Charles arrived minutes later, stepping into the room with his usual quiet efficiency. He had learned to read me over the years; there was no need for preamble. I didn’t waste time.“I need someone,” I said, pulli
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-30
Chapter: After the Storm
Elena point of view.Everything happened so fast that my body barely had time to register it. One moment, we were standing amid chaos, the air thick with tension and the weight of what had been done. The next, I was breathing again—really breathing. Alive. Vanda was alive. Our pack was alive.But Alpha Water’s pack wasn’t.The land itself seemed to mourn. Wolves moved like shadows of themselves, thin, tired, beaten down by years of neglect and cruelty. Their homes were empty, their eyes wary and distrustful. I felt a pang of guilt and responsibility. We hadn’t just ended a life; we had inherited a mess—a pack left in ruins by a ruler who had no care for his people.We acted quickly. There was no time for hesitation. An agreement was signed before sunset. Zach would rule Alpha Water’s pack in name, but he would answer directly to Vanda. The decision was made for the sake of the pack, not for honor, not for titles.Then came the storerooms. Even Zach had never seen them—vaults hidden be
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-30
Chapter: The Weight of Fate
Vanda point of view.I heard my name before I even felt my body return.“Elena… she needs him.”The words echoed faintly, as though traveling through water. I recognized the voice, the place. The spirit realm. My wolf had been wounded, torn so deep that my body had slipped into the void to heal. Time moved differently there. Pain dulled. Thoughts blurred. But names—names carried weight, a power that cut through all else.Elena.The sound of it snapped something inside me, jolting my senses. I gasped and opened my eyes.Charles was already in the room, though I barely noticed the door opening until the creak reached my ears. He froze when our eyes met. Pale, sweat-slicked, his breath coming in short, uneven pulls. He looked like a man who had run a marathon carrying a secret too heavy to bear.“Calm down,” he said quickly, almost too quickly, his voice trembling despite his usual composure. “Please. Be reasonable.”The fact that he was begging told me everything. Charles never begged.
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-30
The Dark Lord's Mate.

The Dark Lord's Mate.

Aurora, an outcast omega with no wolf and no mate, is despised by her pack and mocked by her family. Her only desire is to belong, but instead of love, she faces hatred. Her life takes a dark turn when the Moon Goddess mates her to Kale, the arrogant and ruthless son of the Alpha. On their fated night, Kale rejects her after trying to take advantage of her. This shattered her heart and she flew for life when Kael sent werewolf to kill her. Fleeing for her life, Aurora crosses into forbidden vampire lands and is cornered. Just as death seems inevitable, she is rescued by Draven, the Vampire King. A powerful, cold ruler with no mate for over a thousand years, Draven feels an unexpected pull toward Aurora. Against vampire tradition and centuries of animosity between their species, he claims her as his mate, offering her safety and a chance at love. But peace comes at a cost. Aurora's hidden power, linked to her mysterious lineage, sparks tension between werewolves and vampires. The truth of her heritage exposes lies told by her pack, revealing that she is far more dangerous than anyone imagined. As both sides seek to destroy her, Aurora must navigate a world full of betrayal and war. With Draven by her side, she has the chance to rise and become a queen, feared and revered. But with enemies around every corner, will love be enough to protect her, or will the power within her bring about her downfall
Lire
Chapter: Heirs of Power.
Years passed like whispers in the wind. The Vampire Kingdom flourished under King Draven and Queen Aurora’s reign, their love a symbol of unity and strength. But the greatest marvels in the realm were not the towering castles or glowing blood lakes. They were the twin heirs—Lucien and Selene.From the moment they could crawl, the twins were different.Lucien, with eyes like molten silver and a voice that echoed like thunder, had an aura of fire and resolve. Even at the age of five, he could summon bursts of heat from his palms, often setting the garden leaves ablaze during tantrums. The servants whispered that he was born with the flame of the first vampire king.Selene, in contrast, moved like moonlight on still water. Her eyes shimmered with shifting violet hues, and she could vanish into shadows without a sound. Animals followed her, flowers bloomed at her touch, and sometimes, when she sang, the wind itself obeyed.“They’re not just heirs,” Lilith once whispered to Draven as they
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-05-02
Chapter: The Heirs
Aurora’s pregnancy was nothing short of extraordinary.From the moment the palace healers confirmed the life growing within her, the Vampire Kingdom rejoiced. But beneath the celebrations lay a current of uncertainty. A royal child born of both vampire and werewolf blood had never existed—let alone twins.Aurora’s body changed rapidly. Her senses grew sharper, her energy surged unpredictably, and the bond between her and Draven deepened to near-telepathic levels. Some days, she could feel his heartbeat echoing in her chest. On others, he could sense her nausea before she even opened her eyes.“You don’t have to hover,” she teased one morning as Draven helped her sit up in bed. “I’m pregnant, not made of glass.”He smirked, placing a kiss on her belly. “Tell that to the kingdom. Half of them think you're the vessel of a prophecy. The other half think you’re going to sprout wings.”“Wouldn’t that be something,” she murmured, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. “Our children—do you
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-05-02
Chapter: The Blood Moon Union
The blood Moon rose high above the Crimson Citadel, casting its ethereal glow over the marble spires and silken banners fluttering in the night breeze. The air was rich with rose incense, and the palace gardens had been transformed into a realm of twilight wonder—laced with petals, lanterns, and crimson flame. Tonight was not about power, politics, or vengeance. Tonight belonged to love.Aurora stood before her mirror in a gown of shadowed silk and garnet lace, her crown replaced with a delicate circlet of moon-kissed pearls. Her heart beat fiercely beneath her ribs—not with fear, but with wonder. From the outcast of the Red Moon Pack to Queen of the Vampire Kingdoms… and now, she was about to become Draven’s mate fully.Behind her, the door creaked open and Lilith stepped in—a vision of timeless beauty in silver robes, her black hair falling like water. She had insisted on preparing Aurora personally for this night.“You look breathtaking,” Lilith whispered with a mother’s warmth. “D
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-05-02
Chapter: The Crowning
The crimson banners of the seven vampire kingdoms fluttered in unison, heralding a day unlike any in their long, immortal history. At the heart of the capital, within the High Spire of Eclipsia—a spired palace of black marble and ruby glass—the coronation of Aurora was set to unfold.The courtyard of the palace had been transformed into a field of splendor. Velvet drapes spilled like blood down obsidian columns, golden torches lined the arches, and musicians played ancient hymns from silver flutes, their melodies echoing into the mountain winds. Nobles, royals, and warriors from all seven vampire kingdoms had gathered. Never before had so many fanged dignitaries stood together in peace.Aurora stood at the base of the obsidian steps, cloaked in a royal gown the color of moonlight over water, inlaid with threads of starlight and crystal. Her dark curls had been braided and crowned with a circlet of silver vines and bloodstones—Draven’s personal gift. She looked not like a girl who once
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-05-02
Chapter: Trial under Crimson Citadel.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale silver glow over the great hall of the Crimson Citadel. Within its stone walls, a storm of judgment brewed. Rows of vampires, nobles and elders alike, filled the arched chamber, their crimson eyes gleaming with anticipation and disdain. At the head of the hall sat the council of judgment—King Draven, with his dark crown of thorns, Queen Aurora beside him in regal silver, and five ancient elders robed in twilight silk.Chained in obsidian manacles, Asmada Ezra stood before them. Her once-arrogant expression was twisted in rage and desperation. Her crimes echoed through the kingdom—poisoning Aurora, murdering a vampire at the gates of the capital, and conspiring with Kael and Elder Eric in treason against the vampire realm."Asmada Ezra," Elder Tullius began, his voice heavy with centuries of wisdom and authority. "You are accused of high treason, attempted assassination of the queen, and the slaughter of a royal guard. How do you plead?"Ezr
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-05-02
Chapter: Sanctum of Shadows
Deep within the Withered Mountains, past the charred trees and forgotten trails where even the wind dared not linger, lay the hidden sanctuary of Elder Eric—the last untouched corner of the old world. Here, ancient power still thrived, pulsing beneath the stone like a living heartbeat. The mountains whispered secrets no man should know, and shadows moved even when no light touched them.Carlos crouched low at the base of a moss-cloaked boulder, eyes fixed on the narrow crevice ahead. The entrance to the hideout was cleverly hidden—a jagged slit in the rock, barely wide enough for a man to pass. The scent trail lingered in the air like a ghost: old blood, bitter herbs, and an undercurrent of twisted magic. It reeked of Elder Eric’s presence.He signaled to the elite trackers behind him—silent shadows in black cloaks, hand-picked by King Draven for this mission. With blades drawn and senses sharpened, they followed him into the tight crevice.The passage twisted and narrowed as it led d
Dernière mise à jour: 2025-05-02
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