LOGIN⚠️ Trigger Warning This story contains scenes of violence, manipulation, deception, smut, and intense dark romance. It’s a story that drips with danger and desire, one that will make you crawl, ache, and still crave for more. Read at your own risk and pleasure💋 💋 Dedication To all the girlies who crave morally grey, possessive villains, the kind of men who would burn the world just to beg for your love......This one’s for you. ❤️🔥 Blurb She caught her mate in bed with her sister — and neither looked remorseful. Raged, heartbroken, and betrayed. So she packed her things, severed the bond, and left for the north — to the Red Blood Moon Pack with one goal in mind: seduce her ex-mate’s uncle. The Dark Alpha, everyone was afraid of. But fate twisted the game. The Dark Alpha she planned to use turned out to be her true mate. Now, Serra must choose between vengeance and desire. She promised herself she’d never fall again… but the bond burns hotter than revenge ever could. And there was more to known than seen. Tropes: *Fated Mates *Dark Romance *Manipulative Female Lead *Morally Grey Alpha male lead *Pack Politics *Power Play *Forbidden Desire *Steamy Tension(smut) *Revenge and Redemption
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Everyone in this pack considers me weak, all because I was born an Omega from Omega parents. Yeah, my life has been full of ups and downs-until I met Kael. He wasn’t my fated mate, but he loved me deeply. I still remember the moment he proposed. I was so happy. I hugged him tightly and planted kisses on his lips. Ever since then, I became the Luna of Stone moon Pack. I gained respect. I had the love of my life by my side. But now? I don’t know anymore. I stared at the clouds, my mind lost in bitterness and sorrow. Ever since Kael accepted me as his Luna, he never touched me. Although I was the Luna of this pack, I didn’t have a mark or a mate bond with him. It hurts. I begged him to mate me. I went on shopping sprees, bought lingerie and revealing dresses. I even slept without underwear. But nothing. He was cold and distant, like he planned it all along. I felt rejected and discarded. Tears streamed down my cheeks as my heart twisted painfully. “Why, Moon Goddess?” I muttered under my breath. I had been hated and treated like trash until he found me. I gained respect, even though I could still sense their scornful gazes, mocking me because I didn’t have the mark of being mated. I sighed. I had to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day. I was waiting for Kael’s arrival, and this time, I had the perfect plan to finally make love with him. I might sound desperate, but I could feel myself fading from his heart and from the pack’s respect. Everyone had started looking at me like I was nothing again. I laid on the bed and pulled the duvet up to my chest. My hands gripped the fabric as tears fell freely. I stared at the ceiling fan as it spun. “Have you ever hated your job of giving air to people?” I asked the fan. Yeah, I might sound crazy, but I’m lonely, so bitter and sad. I yawned. The silence was deafening, and the fan didn’t talk back. I was going to lose my mind if I stayed like this. I turned to the side and tried to close my eyes, but my gaze landed on a photo frame. It was a picture of Kael and me. He was holding my waist, kissing me like he couldn’t get enough. Where did everything go wrong? I wondered. Then I heard a creaking sound. No one was supposed to be home except me. Kael was on a business trip. He left me here alone, not caring about my safety. What if bandits or rogues came for me? Would he even care? “Uma, is that you?” I yelled, but got no response. I climbed off the bed, my bare feet touching the cold wooden floor as I walked to the door. I unlocked it gently and peeked out. My wolf, Lauren, was silent and hurting. She shut herself out completely. I didn’t blame her. We left one shitty life, only to walk into another. But right now, I needed her. I felt lost. I stepped into the hallway. Luckily, the lights were still on. Then I heard a faint vibration, soft sounds coming from the room opposite mine. No one should be home. Even the maid, Uma, was gone. I heard nothing else, just silence. I scoffed. Maybe I was being paranoid. I turned toward the stairs, heading back to my room… but then I paused. Moaning. “Ahhhhhh, harder, push in, f*ck!” I heard the moans and the shifting of heavy furniture. Sex! But no one was home. My hearing had always been sharper than normal wolves, even Alphas. I had that gift since I was twelve. “Hmmm, f*ck, harder! I’m cumming! Ahhh!” The sounds grew louder. Who's that? My wolf finally spoke. She must have been shaken awake by the noise. “I don’t know. No one is supposed to be here,” I replied. She went silent, but I knew she was still listening. I followed the direction of the sound, but there was just a wall. Still, the moans echoed from behind it. I trailed my hand along the surface. “Concrete,” I muttered. Something felt wrong. This was Kael’s house. I didn’t know if it had secret rooms or bunkers, but something inside me whispered what I didn’t want to believe. Who the hell was having sex behind this wall? I kept moving my hand along it… and then I saw it-a peephole. I froze. Did Kael have a secret room? A stash? What the hell? My heart pounded in my chest. I swallowed hard. I trusted Kael. I loved him. I believed he would never cheat. I leaned closer to the hole and focused. My wolf took over, our eyes shifting to pitch black. And then I saw. Mira What was Mira doing here? Who was she screwing? I sniffed the air. The cologne. I knew that scent. Kael No. He wouldn’t cheat. I muttered again and again. He promised to love me forever. But then I saw his face. I felt my wolf whimper. My eyes dimmed. My heart fell. The tears didn’t come. I had just been crying moments ago, but now, nothing. A part of me had always feared this. Maybe deep down, I knew. But I didn’t want to believe it. My wolf whimpered again. My knees gave out. The betrayal… it shattered me. I love him. The tears… still nothing. But I could feel the burn inside me-rage, heartbreak, pain. My sister. My own blood. In bed with my chosen mate. How could they? I loved them. I trusted them. “When are you getting rid of her? I want to take my place as Luna, by your side.” I heard Mira’s voice, and my eyes dimmed darker. I clenched my fist and rose from the floor. My whole body shook with anger, bitterness, and pain. Bang! I slammed my fist into the wall, cracking it with all the rage I had left inside me.CLICK. CLACK.The siren alarm blared through the long hallways, its echo weaving into every corner of the dorm.Dee’s eyes shot open. She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, her heart pounding, her thoughts still tangled in the dream — him and those crimson eyes.She let out a shaky sigh of relief. “Thank goodness… it was only a dream,” she whispered.“Dream?”Dee yelped. Linette’s face was suddenly hovering right above her.“Goddess, Linette! You almost gave me a heart attack!” Dee scolded, sitting up and pushing the covers aside. She swung her legs over the bed and immediately felt them wobble.“You okay?” Serra asked, pulling on her training outfit — a black blouse with flared sleeves, a corset cinched tight around her waist, and sleek leather pants that shimmered faintly under the morning light. A pointed witch’s hat crowned her head, completing the picture.Dee blinked, smiling. “Wow… you look like an actual witch. A powerful one.”Serra tugged at the corset with a gro
The bed creaked softly as Dee shifted restlessly, her body burning up. Sweat trickled down her forehead, her lips parting as her eyes fluttered open. She inhaled sharply, confusion flickering in her gaze as she scanned the room.What was this strange, suffocating feeling?She sat up, grabbed the bottle of water on her bedside table, and took a sip. The air around her felt heavy, pressing against her lungs. Before she could steady herself, everything blurred—colors melting, the ground tilting.“Ah—”Her body hit the cold floor with a soft thud. A hiss escaped her lips as she blinked rapidly, trying to make sense of where she was. The familiar chill in the air, the eerie silence—it all came rushing back.And then she saw him.Val.The vampire.His blood-red eyes glowed in the dim light, fangs bared, his bare chest rising and falling in ragged breaths. He looked feral, starved… and yet heartbreakingly beautiful.Dee’s throat tightened. She stood shakily, pressing herself behind a wall, pe
“Explain, please… I’m confused,” I sighed.Dee stood, walked to the door, cracked it open to peer outside, then quietly shut it again. Her irises turned a misty white.“Aza Demos Debuf,” she whispered.The spell rippled through the room like a wave. I felt it crawl beneath my skin—the air grew heavy, sound vanished. The chamber was sealed.Dee’s eyes faded back to normal as she returned to sit beside me. “The book,” she began slowly. “It was said to have been burned and destroyed centuries ago—but it chose its own fate.”Her voice deepened, mesmerizing.“It was crafted by the first witch ever created—a slave who refused to bow forever. She hid forbidden spells within it: both black and light magic. Everyone wanted her power, so she sealed it inside that book and bound it with her blood. She wanted freedom for her kind, not servitude. But when others discovered what she’d done, they tortured her until she confessed that her powers, her very soul—were trapped beyond good and evil within
SERRA’S POVI was confused—utterly disoriented. The book had sucked me in, and now I was here? What in the hell was happening? My thoughts spiraled like a storm I couldn’t control.“I’m your roommate,” Dee said softly, stepping closer. She had sleek black hair, dark glowing skin, and wore brownish cargo pants with a fitted blouse. A suitcase dangled from her hand, and she smiled brightly.I couldn’t help but return the smile. She was beautiful—her pale brows contrasted perfectly against her deep complexion.“Nice to meet you,” I said.“Same here,” she replied, her eyes lingering on me, gaze steady and curious. “You look kind of famil—”“I’m your roommate too!” Linette’s cheerful voice cut in as she appeared beside her. “Come on, let’s go.” She linked her arm through mine and led me down the corridor.The hallway stretched endlessly, grand and golden. Black-and-gold walls shimmered under the soft light, woven basket designs glinting like threads of magic.Then I saw it.A portrait—brow
THIRD PERSON POVAnnie rushed out of the room, clutching a stack of documents—some of which Serra quickly slid under her dress. She hurried down the corridor, breath shallow, until she reached her own chamber. Pushing the door open, she stepped inside, locked it tight, and pulled the hidden papers free.“Nothing?” she whispered in disbelief, flipping through them. Not a single mark appeared.A frustrated sigh escaped her lips. She dropped the paper on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. For a moment, there was only silence—until something glimmered in the corner of her eye.A faint sparkle.Light flickered against her vision. Serra froze, blinking rapidly, wondering if she was imagining it. But the glow remained—dancing faintly near her desk.She approached slowly.There it was.A book, its cover glimmering with golden dust and streaked with crimson lettering. Sharp spikes framed around the edges.“Bruja,” Serra breathed softly, the Spanish word rolling off her tongue. Meaning "Witc
Mahogany appeared in the woods — a sacred garden hidden among tall trees and shrubs. It was beautiful and colorful, filled with flowers and herbs.She was dressed in a purple gown with a red cape. Her perfectly curled, heart-shaped lips and thick lashes framed her face. Her raven-black hair shimmered beautifully in the light.Anyone who saw her would gasp at her beauty. She was stunning and graceful, but in truth, she was older, around thirty-two and had lived far longer than most knew.She held a wooden basket carved from fine oak, wrapped carefully with petals.Bending down, she gently picked a purple-hued flower, her soft hums filling the entire garden.This garden — Halvoc, they called it — was hidden from everyone and everything. Dangerous. Outlawed, they had tagged it. But she could walk here with her head held high, because she was a sorceress.Someone had asked for a potion, a forbidden one — and only she had the power to make it.She needed herbs to create the mixture, a liqu
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