LOGINElea Jemima is the definition of a dedicated fangirl. A history major with a genius-level photographic memory, she prefers skipping classes to track the whereabouts of her ultimate obsessio, Drex Ethan (D.E.), the world’s most enigmatic and haughty solo idol. Drex is perfect—flawless face, melodious voice, and a cold, distant aura that only makes his fans crave him more. Desperate to catch a glimpse of him after arriving late to a signing event, Elea sneaks into his private dressing room. But instead of the handsome idol, she finds something that shatters her reality: a massive, terrifying black wolf sitting in Drex’s chair. Terrified and allergic to dog hair, Elea runs for her life. But she can’t outrun a predator. Cornered in a deserted room, she watches in horror as the beast shifts, bone by bone, into the very man she worships. Drex Ethan isn't just an idol. He is a Lycan. Now, Elea’s photographic memory has become her greatest curse. She has seen his secret, and the golden-eyed Alpha has no intention of letting her go. From superfan to a Lycan’s captive—Elea is about to learn that loving an idol can be a deadly affair.
View MoreThat morning, Kiora arrived at Rucif’s home alone. Shunning her usual royal retinue, the Princess of Green Land sought him out, carrying the mushroom soup he had requested. Along with the meal, she had brought provisions for the journey ahead.“Princess Kiora! You’re already here?” Rucif greeted her, having been occupied outside.“I’m here to deliver your soup!” she announced with a smile.“Mm, wonderful! I feel quite fortunate today,” Rucif said warmly.“Eat it while it’s still hot.”“Indeed, I shall! Have you eaten? Please, join me.”“Do you not mind?” Kiora asked softly.“Of course not! I’ve prepared something for you as well, Princess. Come inside.”Rucif led her into the treehouse. On the dining table in the living area, several delicious-looking dishes were already waiting.“Oh, I only brought mushroom soup, yet you’ve prepared quite a feast.”“Think nothing of it. Mushroom soup is the perfect companion to red seaweed from the Gobi Forest, Cubi fish, and golden peanut sauce,” Ru
The royal chef stared in bewilderment. He tried desperately to retch, hoping to expel the poison he had been forced to swallow. Terror gripped him, but as the seconds turned into minutes, nothing happened. He did not succumb to pain; he did not feel his life slipping away."What... what is happening?" he whispered."Khikhikhi!"A chilling laugh echoed through the gloom. A grotesque silhouette approached—a man whose features seemed to shift and blur in the low light."You won't die, young man! What they gave you was nothing but water," the figure sneered."Who are you? How could you know that?" the chef stammered, backing into the cold stone wall."Khikhikhi... because you aren't in this cell to be executed by poison. You are here to be my feast!""Get back! Whatever you are—get away from me!""No one will hear you, pathetic elf! Scream all you like! Not a single soul in Green Land can reach you now.""Stay away! Get—Aaaarghh!"The chef’s scream, initially a deafening roar of terror, a
In the depths of the forest in southwestern Green Land, a spectral figure drifted like a lingering shadow, and any plant it touched withered instantly into decay. The shadow glided toward a secluded clearing, seemingly drawn to an awaiting presence.“Abere! So, you are still alive,” the figure spoke.“Yes, Your Highness Azazel! I live, and I have returned here to find you!” replied Abere, having finally made her way back to Green Land."You came seeking me?" Azazel asked.“Your Highness, I have come! I traversed the dimensional portals to reach this place. Forgive me for taking so long,” the reddish-haired woman pleaded."No! You have done more than enough, Abere. I feared you had perished after impersonating me. Oh Abere, seeing you now brings me such great joy,” the man said."The thought of killing me never crossed their minds, Your Highness. They believed I was you! Instead, I was entombed in the shadow world, right beneath the river of darkness,” Abere said, recounting her harrow
Bruaakk!My eyes widened as the giant bird finally collapsed. Without wasting a second, Drex set to work, butchering the catch with movements that were remarkably efficient."Wow! You got a massive catch, Drex! You’re truly incredible!” I praised him sincerely. I had momentarily doubted his tiny form, but clearly, he remained a master hunter at heart."Lea, you can make fire, right?" he asked, glancing back at me."Yes, I can!" I replied firmly."Then make us a fire. I’m going to clean these feathers in the river!"I could only gape in silence as I watched him hoist the large bird's carcass with just one hand. Ow, wow! I keep forgetting that beneath that boyish exterior, he’s a powerful Lycan, not a little kitten! Hmm, his strength certainly wasn't lacking.While I prepared the campfire, Drex stayed busy at the riverbank. He seemed incredibly skilled at whittling tree branches into skewers using a small knife."Where did you get that knife, Drex?" I asked curiously.“I found it in Ruc
I glided through the vibrant, multi-colored meadows, letting the gentle breeze of Green Land brush against my wings. Behind me, Drex trailed along. His small body was still coated in the shimmering remnants of fairy dust that allowed him to levitate, though he still looked rather clumsy mid-air.“T
Our group of forest elves entered with an ethereal grace, our signature greenish hair shimmering under the palace’s opulent chandeliers. I purposely slowed my flight, allowing Rucif and the others to take the lead. An unsettling restlessness settled in my chest; a prickling sensation that someone w
The elven palace was a hive of activity that day, with servants scurrying about to prepare an array of exquisite delicacies. Guards stood at the entrances, meticulously inspecting every arriving guest. The unwed elven women had adorned themselves in their finest attire; most were eager to capture t
Bound by his circumstances, Drex finally chose to comply. Fortunately, these peculiar elves only wanted him as a pet, not as a meal or a victim. He was given a small room, more akin to a cage, with his leg securely chained."Damn it! Why won't my powers manifest here?" Drex grumbled, eventually slu






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