Drama Web Novels & Alpha Royal Stories

They called her worthless. They thought she was an embarrassment because she was the only werwolf that couldn't shift. But Dahlia was never ordinary. Caught between three men, an awakening desire and a bloodline thought to be extinct, she is about to discover that the most powerful being in the werewolf world isn't an Alpha. It's her.

My family took in sera when I was eight. Her father died a hero, so we owed her. From that day on, I became a shadow in my own house. Mother decorated her room. Father looked at her more gently than he ever looked at me, his own daughter. Even my fated mate said she was "gentler. More worthy." Then the physician found her cure. A rare blood disorder. Only one donor in the entire pack. Me. The first transfusion. The second. The third. My arms became a map of needle marks, and my wolf — my beautiful, silent wolf — began to drown somewhere inside me. When I collapsed, they called me selfish. When I begged them to look at me, my mother looked away. Then they voted me out of our pack. A "sanatorium," they said. They sent me north with two guards and a sealed letter to give the rogues. They didn't know the needles had been feeding something else. It's a promise — older than their pack, older than their throne. A promise that makes dead earth bloom, and dying birds rise. And blood taken by force doesn't vanish. It ripens. Now the full moon is three nights away. The curse is eating their territory, the fake sister is failing without me, and my family is on their knees at the gates of the valley that shelters me — begging for the blood they threw into the snow. The Alpha kneels in front of me. My mother weeps. My mate reaches for my hand. I look at the needle marks that have finally faded, and I smile. "You can only save one daughter," I tell them. "Choose."

She entered the marriage with a parchment paper and a determination to escape. No one warned her he'd never touch her or that he was cursed. Thalia Ashwynn expected a monster something who will snap her head once he sees her. She got silence instead — a husband who won't claim her, won't explain the mark he keeps hidden, and won't tell her why every bride before her walked into this marriage and never walked back out. Everyone says he's dangerous. Nobody says why. And the longer she stays, the less she believes the rumors and the more she believes something worse. Because Thalia has a secret of her own. A spell she cast once, a long time ago, that she was never supposed to remember. And the closer she gets to her husband's truth, the more it starts looking like her truth too. Some marriages are punishment. Hers might be the only thing standing between him and whatever's coming for him next.

Everything crumbled down as Athena lost everything she loved, and was captured by the person responsible. Her wolf drew her back from reality to keep her sanity intact, and all the while the realm is fighting a war it's losing fast. The enemy has taken over everything, and is everywhere. You can't be sure who to trust, and who to not. It's chaos, fighting and surviving in a realm where the rules of life itself as been thrown out and cut up. What happens next? Can Caspian return from his prison in the divine meadow, and if he does, it is too late to save the mate he loves more than life? Has something in him also been broken as he witness the loss of their child from afar? And what about Athena? Can she come back as strong as before? Or is she forever lost in her mind, where her wolf is keeping her safe. Following along in this fourth book, where we get all the answers to all the questions from book three. There will be more questions, and twists along the ways as new players enter the field, and old players turn up the heat. Who is going to win in the end? Did Miriam do what it took to break our heroine, or did she miscalculate just how strong Athena really is when she becomes a mother scorn on top of everything else. Read book 1&2 under the name Alpha Blake's Broken Mate and book 3 under the name The Vampire King's Alpha Queen.

All I wanted was to focus on my studies at moonlight university, hopefully find my mate, graduate with honors, get a good job, get married and live happily ever after. But I've come to realize that dreams don't come true easily. sure enough, I made it to Moonlight university, but never did I imagine that I'll be entangled with ten powerful Alphas. Alpha one is Jayden Blackwood; the son of our pack's Alpha who I've had a crush on for a long time. Alpha two and three; Hwang Min-Ju and Alexander Edwards are kind of my rivals when it comes to knowledge and intelligence. Alpha four; Omar El-Sayed is an annoying piece of shit and a pain in my ass and I'm stuck with tutoring him. Alpha five and six; Mateo Fernandez and Louis Dubois hates my guts. but I think I'm attracted to one of them. Alpha seven; Valentine Laurent is my roommate and we are kind of frenemies. Alpha eight: Liam Thompson is your typical school bad boy everyone should avoid, but he's nice to me. Alpha nine: Zayn Al-Hassan is a good nice senior who doesn't deserves shit that happened. and Alpha Ten Sabastine Edwards actually thinks I'm cool because we have the same taste in food. But the big problem is that, my dumb awkward self did something by accident and now something disturbingly crazy happened. All ten Alphas are in love with me against their will, and I have absolutely no idea how to break the spell.

I booked the island to sleep with a stranger. One week, someone beautiful, nothing that follows me home. After five years alone I'd decided my body was mine to spend. I never made it to the second night. I wake in mud, under stars in the wrong places, six hundred years before I was born. Eleven days later I'm standing on an auction block in a medieval market, barefoot and bleeding, refusing to look at the floor while a stranger checks my teeth. That's when the crowd goes quiet. He's the biggest thing I've ever seen — black and gold, a wolf pelt across one shoulder, more money on his hands than this valley will see in a lifetime. He doesn't bid. He kills the man who does. "Don't thank me," he says. "I didn't save you. I claimed you." Lucien St. Claire is an alpha wolf shifter and the immortal lord of a mountain kingdom where gold is so worthless they line the gutters with it. He's arrogant, possessive, filthy-mouthed — and immovable about one thing. He won't touch me while I'm wearing his collar. Fine. I'll take it off myself. That's how it starts. It isn't how it ends. Two centuries later, in a city of canals and masks, we're the couple everyone wants at their table and nobody dares cross. His name on the banks. Mine on my own door. We had eight good years before it came apart. Now I'm thirty-five, legally dead, standing in a century I don't recognise and ten years late. And somewhere in this city, a billionaire CEO has been quietly buying the world since 2020 — because if he owned enough of it, he'd eventually find what he lost. He's had six years to get ready for me.