Victim Forbidden Love 網路小說與故事

Mira Vale has always been the wolfless shame of the Blackthorne Pack. She cannot shift, mind-link, or stand with the strength expected of a true werewolf. To everyone else, she is broken. Then Alpha **Darius Blackthorne** returns. Darius is expected to choose **Cassia Ashford**, the perfect Luna candidate with noble blood and a rare silver wolf. But Darius’s wolf does not recognize Cassia. He recognizes Mira. As Mira begins hearing a trapped wolf crying her name, she discovers the truth hidden beneath old Moon Rite records: she was not born wolfless. Her soul-wolf, **Sera**, was stolen before her first shift and bound inside Cassia. The false Luna has Mira’s wolf. Now Mira must reclaim her stolen identity, survive the pack that wants her silent, and decide whether Darius is worthy of the bond he once tried to deny.

Die Schatten meiner Vergangenheit Vor einem Jahr wurde Angels Leben in einer einzigen Nacht zerstört. Nachdem ihre Eltern brutal ermordet wurden, musste sie fliehen, ihre Identität aufgeben und alles zurücklassen, was sie jemals geliebt hatte. Unter einem neuen Namen versucht sie in einer fremden Stadt ein normales Leben aufzubauen. Doch die Vergangenheit lässt sich nicht so leicht begraben. Jede Nacht wird sie von Albträumen verfolgt, und die Angst, entdeckt zu werden, begleitet jeden ihrer Schritte. Als ein geheimnisvoller und gefährlich attraktiver Mann ihren Weg kreuzt, gerät ihre mühsam aufgebaute Welt ins Wanken. Seine kalten Blicke scheinen mehr über sie zu wissen, als er sollte, und schon bald erkennt Angel, dass ihre Flucht möglicherweise nie wirklich beendet war. Während dunkle Geheimnisse ans Licht kommen und alte Feinde näher rücken, muss Angel entscheiden, wem sie vertrauen kann. Doch in einer Welt voller Verrat, Macht und Blut kann die falsche Entscheidung tödlich sein. Manche Vergangenheiten bleiben begraben. Andere kommen zurück, um alles zu zerstören.

I sold my body and my freedom to a monster. To save my younger brother’s life, I became the trophy wife of Matthew—a brutal, cold cartel kingpin who rules the city’s underworld. My life became a golden prison, locked indoors under armed guard, enduring a marriage defined by violence and physical neglect. I was a twenty-four-year-old woman with a fire inside me, completely starved of real warmth, forced to endure a husband who treated me like an object and never left me satisfied. I thought I could survive the coldness of my prison. Until he walked through the door. Archie. Matthew’s twenty-eight-year-old son. My stepson. He is everything his father isn’t: commanding, lethal, and devastatingly handsome. He possesses a raw, alpha masculinity that commands any room he enters, and dark eyes that look at me like he can see straight through my clothes. It started with a midnight encounter in the kitchen—a shirtless visual that left me drooling, followed by late-night texts right under his father’s nose. The boundary between stepmother and stepson should have been an uncrossable line. Instead, it became a ticking time bomb. Archie knows how much I secretly crave him. He knows how badly his father treats me. And he doesn’t care about the rules of his father’s house. When his large, burning hands slide up my thighs, all my restraint shatters. One touch from him leaves me soaking wet and begging for a pleasure I’ve been denied for months. Our secret affair is an explosive, addictive sin—but in a cartel palace, a single slip-up means a literal death sentence for us both. Can we keep our forbidden lust hidden in the shadows, or will our sinful desire burn this entire empire to the ground?

“My father sold me to settle a debt. I didn’t expect his son to be the most dangerous part of the deal.” Sold to Silas Sterling, a man old enough to be her father, she was supposed to be the perfect submissive doll. But for two years, Veda has played a dangerous game of petty obedience, turning Silas’s cold and orderly life into a subtle hell. She thought she knew the limits of her cage, then he came home. Zane Sterling, the notorious heir and rebel, looks at Veda and sees a gold-digging parasite wearing his dead mother’s jewellery. He hates her. He wants to ruin her. And yet, every time they’re trapped in the same room, the hatred turns into a hunger so thick it's suffocating. He knows she belongs to his father and is the one thing he can never touch. But he wants her anyway. “Tell me to stop, Veda. Say the word, and I’ll walk away,” Zane growls, his lips grazing the sensitive column of my throat as his hand trails up my thigh slowly. “But we both know you’re dying to see how much of a sinner you can be.” Veda should scream, run, anything but stay still. But while her mind screams shame, her body begs for the very thing that will ruin them both. Is it revenge? Is it madness? Or is the only thing hotter than her shame the desire she can no longer resist?

In a world where wolves rule and humans are prey, one woman's survival depends on the very monster she was taught to fear. The Lycans came without warning—shape-shifting beasts who had hidden among humanity for millennia before seizing control of the world. Now, humans are nothing more than slaves, playthings, or corpses. Eighteen-year-old Elena has survived through cunning and silence, keeping her head down and her heart locked away. But when she is assigned to serve the most feared creature in the kingdom, her carefully constructed walls begin to crumble. They call him Diabolus Bestia—the Devil Beast. He is the embodiment of everything Elena has been taught to hate: ruthless, powerful, and devastatingly dangerous. Yet beneath his fearsome reputation lies something unexpected—a man haunted by centuries of loneliness, searching for connection in a world that only knows how to fear him. Thrown together by fate, drawn together by a bond neither of them understands, Elena and Lucian must navigate a world that would tear them apart. As rebellion stirs among the humans and the Lycan council plots against them, they must decide: is love worth risking everything? A dark paranormal romance perfect for fans of enemies-to-lovers, forbidden love, and dystopian werewolf fiction. This is the first book in the Blood of the Moon series.

“ I would do it again… to climb out of Hell, if it would again lead me to you” 🔥🔥 “I’m yours forever. And if you burn, I want to wither and writhe with you. To scorch and burn with you inside of me. I’m not looking for tenderness. I need the beast that fights for me… that would die for me. And I will go on dying for you.” 🔥🔥 As Julian stalks the snow in search of his next kill, his arrow pierces not a silver wolf, but a woman, barely clinging to life. As he tries to save her, he realizes there is an unknown world of wolves and shifters just beyond the forest. Having escaped her sadistic mate, Fiona flees pack life, in turn falling into the arms of a human. But little does she know her mate will not allow her to fall for another. Hunter & the Silent Wolf

Valentina Moonfang ran from her powerful Stoneheart Pack three years ago, defying her Alpha father's warnings not to mate with Silas Winterfell. She thought their mate bond would give her the love and freedom she craved. Instead, she got three years of hell. Humiliated by his mother Morgana and forced to abort the pup she was carrying because Silas, her mate "wasn't ready to be a father." While her husband lived a secret life with another she-wolf. When Valentina discovers Silas's three-year affair with her best friend Melissa, she drives to the mountain stronghold of Hunter Knox Winterfell, the Alpha Prime, second only to the Werewolf King, and Silas's father. With the intention of using her father-in-law for her revenge. What started as an arrangement soon turned into a bond she couldn't escape.

Humanity lives on the edge of extinction. Every season, the Northern lands demand a sacrifice of a human to be sent to the Ice Castle, to be given to the Lycan King and his court to be used, broken, and discarded. No sacrifice has ever returned. Serena Valiente is the disgraced daughter of a once-powerful family. When her father offers her as the next tribute to save his own status, Serena is dragged in chains across the frozen border. She expects death and humiliation. What she does not expect is the way the Lycan King looks at her. He does not look at her with hunger, but with pain. Because the moment King Alejandro's eyes fall on Serena, the mate bond awakens. A searing, undeniable, cruelly ironic truth: the human he was meant to destroy is the one the Moon Goddess has chosen for him. But in the Ice Castle, the bond is not a blessing. It is a weakness. Alejandro's enemies will use it against him. His court will mock him for wanting a human. And Serena, fragile and human and alone, must decide whether to run from the monster or trust the only creature in the frozen castle who looks at her like she is not a sacrifice, but salvation.

I am in a serious relationship with Charles. We are in the same class. We love each other completely. One ordinary afternoon we walk into my house and discover my mother and his father in bed. Before either of us can speak, his mother appears in the doorway. She sees everything. She begins to cry, then she jumps from the stairs. My mother and his father run away together. Charles buries his mother and turns every piece of his grief into hatred aimed at me. The school decides I am the reason two families are destroyed. They call me bastard. They call me homewrecker. They come to my house, take what they want, and destroy the rest. Charles writes the word on my door and on my desk. Stephanie, who always wanted him, is now his girlfriend. She pretends to be my friend while she helps keep the wound open. I cry every night. I ask the same questions over and over: What did I do wrong? Why is this my fault? I have no father. I never tried to take Charles’s father. I only loved the boy who is now trying to erase me. This is not a story that happened years ago. This is happening now, and the pain is constant.

His fingers teased between my thighs, slow and cruel, circling my swollen clit until I was shaking and dripping for him. Lucian Draven stares down at me with dark, hungry eyes, his breath hot against my ear. “Beg for it, little wife,” he growls, pushing two thick fingers inside me only to stop again, leaving me on the edge of release. He’s been torturing me like this for weeks, bringing me to the brink, then pulling away just to watch me break. I was betrayed by the man I loved and sold by my own family to marry the devil himself. Now I’m trapped in his world, forced to sleep in his mansion while he treats me like his personal plaything. He hates me. He owns me. And the worst part? My body craves every filthy, possessive touch from the ruthless man I should despise. But as deadly family secrets begin to surface, I discover our twisted connection runs far deeper than I ever imagined… and the forbidden heat between us might destroy us both…

Damian Cross had everything — a thriving company, a respected name, and a carefully built image of control. But one reckless night shattered it all. He only wanted to escape the loneliness that came with success... until he met her. She was supposed to be a stranger he’d forget by morning. Instead, she became the hatchet he couldn’t bury. Years later, fate brings her back. Damian tries to walk away, but every step pulls him closer to that night. Against logic, against reason, against the odds — he does the one thing he swore he wouldn’t. Just when everything feels perfect, a single truth cuts deeper than a blade. She disappears without a word, leaving him broken all over again. Damian swears he’s done, but destiny isn’t done with them. When he finds her again, haunted by the past, he faces one question: What if the only way to save her… is to lose himself?

Everyone believes Elara is the unwanted daughter of one of the kingdom's richest merchants. Cold, unloved, and treated as nothing more than a burden, she expects her father's final betrayal—but not this. On her twentieth birthday, she is offered as payment to the most feared vampire lord in the realm. Lord Damien Ashcroft is as dangerous as the stories claim—cold, infuriatingly handsome, and armed with a wit sharp enough to cut through anyone's pride. He has no interest in a human bride, yet he accepts the bargain for reasons he refuses to reveal. Their marriage begins with resentment, sarcasm, and endless clashes. She despises his arrogance. He mocks her stubbornness. Neither has any intention of falling in love. But strange things begin to happen. Ancient vampires who have hidden in the shadows for centuries suddenly emerge. Assassins hunt Elara wherever she goes. Secrets buried for generations begin to unravel, revealing a truth more terrifying than either of them imagined. The man she called Father was never her father. Elara carries one of the last surviving bloodlines of an ancient race—a bloodline powerful enough to save the vampires from extinction... or destroy them forever. Now every vampire kingdom wants her. Some want to protect her. Others want her blood. As enemies close in and old prophecies awaken, Damien must choose between the survival of his people and the woman he never meant to love. Because in a world ruled by hunger... Love may be the deadliest thirst of all.

I caught my boyfriend fucking a man. Yep. My sweet, perfect, “I’ll wait until marriage” boyfriend was on his knees, begging another man to fuck him. Eight months of lies, eight fucking months. And that damn engagement ring I thought meant forever? Fuck it. I walked out of Ronan’s apartment with a shattered heart and one promise: I would never let another man make me feel this stupid again. Then his brother showed up. Cold, arrogant, sinfully tempting. The one man I should have stayed the hell away from. So what did I do? I fucked him. One night. Except his brother didn't treat it like a mistake. He wanted more, wanted me. And now the man who was supposed to be off-limits is looking at me like I'm his fucking obsession. Ronan broke my heart. His brother might ruin my life. And the worst part? I don't think I want to be saved.

To save her dying brother, Harper Quinn sold her virginity at a secret Halloween auction. The winner: a masked stranger with silver hair, crimson eyes, and real fangs who paid ten million dollars for one unforgettable night. She never expected to see him again. She definitely never expected to get pregnant. Three months later, Prince Valerian Nocturne (Crown Prince of the hidden vampire kingdom) kicks down her door. “You’re carrying my royal heir, little human. You belong to me now.” Kidnapped into a world of eternal night, Harper discovers she’s part of an ancient prophecy. Their child could walk in sunlight and save the vampire race… or destroy it. But when a golden-eyed ancient king emerges, claiming Harper’s soul was his five centuries ago, war erupts between two immortal princes who will burn everything to possess her and the baby. One night. One secret. One impossible love that defies death. Dark, steamy, possessive vampire romance with secret baby, royal drama, and “touch her and die” vibes.

“Sign it!” Marcus didn’t even look at me when he tossed the divorce papers onto the bed—not at the husband he had lived with for two years, not at the man he pulled from a collapsing life, not at the man who the world was against marrying. He only said, “He’s back,” and that was enough to end everything. So I signed the papers, regretting knowing the man who taught me what it felt like to be wanted again and walked out of the mansion we once shared. A year later, the headlines screamed the unthinkable: CEO of Hale Enterprises, Marcus Hale, Loses Everything. I realized it was the perfect time to exert my revenge on him. But I didn’t expect to find my stepbrother on his knees, broken, desperate, and still looking at me like I’m the only thing he has left. Then a message appears on my phone:Do you want to know the truth about your mother’s death? Now I’m trapped between the past I ran from and a man I swore I would never forgive. As secrets surface, lies unravel, and desire refuses to die, I realize this divorce was never the end. It was the beginning. And this time, my stepbrother will regret choosing anyone.

Everyone believes Elara Cross has the perfect life—a wealthy husband, a beautiful home, and a future anyone would envy. But behind closed doors, her marriage is a prison built on fear, bruises, and carefully guarded secrets. Everything changes when Mara Quinn, a quiet and fiercely protective bodyguard, enters her life. What begins as a job soon becomes something neither woman can ignore. In a world where every stolen glance is dangerous and every heartbeat could expose them, falling in love comes at a devastating cost. Then one night changes everything. A man is dead. The truth could destroy them both. And the only thing standing between freedom and prison... is an alibi. How far would you go to protect the person you love?

I’ve always been the shadow behind Bianca, the golden girl of the Hartwell Pack beautiful, graceful, perfect. Me? I’m the broad-shouldered one everyone overlooks, with a gift nobody values. I sense the threads binding our pack, taste truth and lies in a wolf’s scent. The elders laugh, calling it a distraction for the fat girl while the real wolves handle what counts. Everyone expects Alpha Prince Kaelan Ashford to choose Bianca at the Mate Ceremony. But when the bond snaps into place, it’s me. For one wild heartbeat, I believe fate picked me. Then Kaelan laughs right in my face. He doesn’t just reject me he mocks my weight in front of everyone. The bond splinters, leaving something raw and bleeding inside. Kaelan has no idea what he’s done. Rejecting a true mate isn’t just cruel. For an Alpha, it’s a curse. The bond will eat away at him, slow and merciless, until nothing’s left. After the ceremony, Hartwell turns to nightmare. Bianca’s jealousy grows sharp and cruel, and every day reminds me I don’t belong. I have nothing left to lose. So I run. But before I can vanish, Alpha Rhys Sterling finds me. He’s young, respected, and his eyes see through me. He doesn’t care how I look, only what I can do. Rhys wants me in his pack. He thinks I matter. I’m shoving the last of my things into a bag when Kaelan storms in, his grip iron, eyes burning with a fury I’ve never seen. “You’re not leaving,” he growls. Now I’m trapped between the prince who broke me and the Alpha who sees me. I must choose where I belong before fate rips the choice away.

Arielle Laurent spent three years hiding at Moreau Holdings, working under a false name. No one knows she’s the daughter of the man the Moreaus destroyed. When CEO Lucien Moreau offers her a contract marriage to save his reputation, she accepts, not for the two million dollars, but for revenge. But as she infiltrates his world, Lucien begins uncovering his own family’s crimes. When a chauffeur’s vendetta forces buried secrets into the light, Arielle must choose: destroy the family that murdered her father, or trust the man she’s falling for. Some contracts are signed in ink. Others in blood.

She only wanted to save her future. Instead, she found herself trapped in a marriage with a man who hated her. Aria Thorne accepts a contract marriage with Lucas Sterling to pay off her father’s debt and save her dream of building her own architecture firm. Two years. Just two years, and then they will go back to being strangers. But what if the man who saw her as nothing more than a pawn from the very beginning starts to see Aria differently? What if the woman Lucas loves, Chloe, is hiding a secret capable of destroying the Sterling family? And most dangerously, can Aria survive a marriage that was built without love from the start when the line between pretending and real feelings begins to disappear? Two years. One contract. One loveless marriage. But what if their hearts have plans of their own?

Chase Olympus: Her name was Lucy Roshid. Or Salt, as she was popularly known as, at Davenport. The brothel she worked at. She was never meant to matter. Just another transaction. Another body. Until my father touched her and something in me snapped. The Olia cult marked her for death. So I took her instead. Claimed her. Hid her. Now she’s mine. My kitten. I expected obedience. She demanded her freedom. What I got is obsession. She’s a risk I shouldn’t take. A line I shouldn’t cross. But walking away from her means losing more than control. It means losing the only thing that’s ever felt like mine. In my world, that choice starts a war. And I’ve already made mine. I keep Lucy. Or I die trying.