Romans First-Person POV Werewolf & Histoires Royal

Rudela thought she had a happy life with her Beta husband despite the severe poverty. Not until she discovered that her husband who was supposed to be unemployed for ages, had been earning more than average but never disclosed it. Despite being rich, he never helped her to enjoy her life. Heartbroken and disappointed, she had decided to dissolve her mate-bond with him. Whilst she was facing the worst betrayal of her life, an unexpected visitor appeared in her life. The ruthless Lycan King...

Betrayed. Framed. Discarded. Ravenna was raised as a replacement daughter—loved, or so she believed—until the real heir returned and she became expendable. One night, everything shattered. A noble’s daughter lies dead. Blood stains her foster sister’s hands… yet Ravenna is the one condemned. Her chosen mate doesn’t defend her. Her family doesn’t hesitate. Within hours, she is branded a murderer and cast into the hatred of an entire pack. But the truth is worse than the lie. She was never their family. She was their pawn. And when she learns the reason they kept her all these years, something inside her breaks beyond repair. No more tears. No more mercy. Only revenge. But just as Ravenna rises from ruin, something far more dangerous takes interest in her… Lucivar—the feared Lycan King—doesn’t want to save her. He wants to own her. And obsession has never been something he knows how to release.

Clara used to be the beloved daughter of the Alpha family of the River Moon Pack until they left her to rot in Hellwolf Prison for five years for a crime she didn’t commit. Her brother promised it would only be two months. By the time Clara is finally released, the girl who entered Hellwolf Prison is gone. Her wolf has fallen silent, her fated mate rejected her, and the family who once adored her has given everything she loved to Rose, their true daughter and the woman Clara sacrificed herself to protect. River Moon is no longer Clara’s home. It is another prison filled with people who believe she is a murderer. But when the Lycan King and his son arrive at River Moon, they don’t find the perfect Luna waiting for them. They find Clara.

“You should be scared of the things I can do to you, little girl.” His voice rumbled, low, sending a violent shiver down my spine. Yes, I was scared of him. But the dark fire in his eyes pulled me in anyway. “You are terrifying,” I whispered, leaning closer. “That’s what makes this thrilling, Alpha King.” *************** Orphan. Rule-breaker. Unwanted. I spent years watching every other kid get adopted while I was left behind, but I refused to act cute just to be chosen. Now, faced with an eviction notice from the orphanage, I’m forced to take one job no one else wanted—becoming the hundredth nanny to the bitter, crippled, and ferocious Alpha King and his sick daughter. Good girls don’t last a week in his estate. But I have never been good, nor do I follow rules… and I’m about to prove just how far a bad girl will go while Daddy-Sitting the Alpha King.

I slapped a witch and was cursed. "Two years is what you have left," she said, smiling. "Then you die. Unless you kiss the Lycan King. Three times." *** Earlier, I'd found out my boyfriend was gay. Then, while walking back home with a broken heart, a stranger poured water on my head for no reason at all. And now, I had a countdown to my own death. I've never wanted a crown. I never even wanted to meet the king, the one who has sent home every woman who has ever tried to catch his eye, but then the royal decree arrived: every eligible daughter in the realm is summoned to the kingdom for the Lycan King's bride selection. It was my only chance to get close enough to him. And Xaden, the ruthless king himself, only chooses a woman who treats him well, which would have been easier if I wasn’t being nice to him because I need him to kiss me three times before I die.

When she signed the marriage certificate, anger washed over me. This was not the life I had envisioned for myself. This was not what I wanted but the curse!! The curse binded me to her and now I had to live with her as my wife..a lowly human. These were the words I said to myself a few months ago because right now, I had eyes only for her even though she no longer wanted me

Alsie and her eight companions are challenged to adapt to a new reality as they prepare for the arrival of five sons and another six children. Their mission is to merge the Werewolves and Lycans while fostering unity among the Underworld factions before conflict with humans erupts. It is imperative that Vampires, Lycans, and Werewolves establish mutual understanding promptly; failure to do so could result in their extinction.

Beware of the Night Alpha. A dangerous shadow, the wraith of vengeance. He is a darkness feared by all, a plague to be avoided, and a river that drowns quicker than a sharp sword cut through the softest surface. Who am I? I am Lady Alenna of House Grewin. A powerful wolf clan known for their nobility and strength. To retain that reputation, my father sorted out the Night Alpha to either take him down or put a tame on him. Little was he informed of the ferocious beast he hunts. Now the Night Alpha has come for my people in retaliation for my father’s hunt. He is to slaughter us all if the moon hadn’t intervened and cast me the fated half of the bastard. I’ve always been a lover of the dark, but something about the darkness he’s made of gives aid to my nightmares. Will I survive? Or is this an end like I’ve predicted?

"My love?" I speak softly, ensuring my mate is asleep before slipping out to the balcony. I sighed in delight as I allowed the moonlight to embrace me, gifting me the warmth and mothership I desired. "My mother takes great care of me, even from so far in the sky." I said to the moon goddess, and was rewarded with a warm breeze. "Dear Mother Moon Goddess. Please... show me the way. Guide me in leading your people. You have forced me to love this mate of mine... how else must I suffer before I can lead your people properly?" The wind blew cold and I knew I was asking the wrong questions, or at least coming to the wrong conclusions. "You suffer because of me...?" I gasped and whipped around to see my mate standing in the doorway of the balcony, his massive gash wound from yesterday's battle still in place but healing slowly. "My love, that is not what I meant! I-I just meant to say that-" He silenced me with one finger to my lips. "I know... I know everything." My face fell immediately, I could feel the shock and terror settling into my gut. "No..."