Dark Romance のウェブ小説 & Rogue Weak to Strong ストーリー

I was just a rogue thief trying to save my dying sister. I didn't expect to break into the penthouse of the Lycan CEO, Damien Thorne. I didn't expect him to catch me. And I certainly didn't expect him to be my fated mate. When his wolf recognizes my scent, he doesn't claim me—he brutally rejects me. Now, I'm trapped in his mansion as his personal maid, forced to scrub floors while he parades my evil stepsister on his arm. He thinks I'm a jealous, gold-digging criminal. He believes every lie she tells him. But Damien doesn't know the truth about my past. He doesn't know I possess a rare power that his feral wolf desperately needs to survive. And he has no idea that when my true identity is finally revealed, he will be the one begging on his knees to win me back.

SYNOPSIS: I spent my whole life being told my wolf was weak and was always mocked for it. I believed it, right up until the moment a prince's hand brushed mine and the whole court realized what I was to him. And he still chose to humiliate me for it. They called it mercy when he offered to take me in, I called it an insult. So I refused in front of everyone, and raised my hand on a man no one dared touch. They banished me for it, they said I was disrespectful, a disgrace to my rank. I had to leave my Father and best friend for their safety. Two years alone, moving from territories to territories taught me things I never got to learn on my own in Ashenfall. Like how to survive with almost nothing, how to make poison – it was my means of survival since my wolf could barely do anything. I never expected a second mate bond while wandering as a rogue, talking more of the Supreme Alpha ofNightfall Sanctuary to look at me like I was worth keeping. I refused him too at first, but becoming his Luna made me learn the truth my whole life was built on — that my wolf was never weak, but it was stolen from me, by people who feared what I could become and that my mother's murder wasn't the accident everyone claimed.

"You made me wait," Cole said, reaching for his shirt like the conversation was already over. "Clara didn't." Roxie looked at the man who was supposed to claim her that same night and found nothing in his face worth saving. "So this is my fault," she said. "I'm not saying—" "You are literally saying that." _________________________________ Roxie Blackwood was never the pack's favourite. Too low-ranked, too grease-stained, too useful to discard but too easy to overlook. She built their weapons. Fixed their machines. Kept her head down and waited for the one thing that was supposed to be hers, her fated mate, her way out, her proof that the Moon Goddess hadn't forgotten about her. Then she walked through the wrong door. One night stripped Roxie of everything. Her mate. Her rank. Her father's protection. Her pack. Banished into rogue land with nothing but a tool roll and a mind that refused to quit, Roxie should have died before sunrise. She didn't. The Ironfang Pack doesn't take strays. But they've never encountered anyone like Roxie, a woman who survives not with claws and dominance, but with wire, precision, and a mechanical genius that turns a battle-hardened pack into something truly unstoppable. Then there is Ralph, Ironfang's Beta, cursed with strength so uncontrollable his own pack keeps their distance. Ralph doesn't believe in second chances. Doesn't believe in mates. Keeps everyone at arm's length and calls it discipline. Until Roxie came into the scene for him —------------------;----------------------------------- "Thirty days," Alpha Damien said. “Demonstrate your value. After that — I decide." Rihianna met his eyes. "And if I don't meet your standard?" "You go back to the border." She didn't flinch. Didn't beg. She'd been disposable her whole life. She knew exactly what to do for thirty days.

Louisette Whitmore is a human night-shift nurse who has seen the worst of what the human body can do, and she has never needed a myth to explain it. Then her family is murdered, and her dying father gives her one command: run to the forbidden forest and don't ever look back. She runs and the trees open for here. On the other side is a hidden world of eclipses, gods, and creatures she swore were stories called Satheli Kalone. She is dragged before Krytos Montgomery, the Rogue King. He is a werewolf with the power of darkness, he has been cursed for 945 years, and every eclipse he kills the people he cares about. So he has trained himself to care about no one. He expects her to be afraid. Instead, she looks at his scars like a nurse, rolls up her sleeves, and laughs. Nobody has laughed in front of him for centuries. Now the wolf inside him will not stop listening. But Lotte's laughter is not the only thing in this world she doesn't understand. Someone wants her dead, someone is watching the king, and the eclipse is coming. Falling for each other is forbidden, and the cost may be something neither of them can afford.