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Naya has always been the pack's wolfless outcast—a deviant blamed for everything wrong, even seducing her sister's boyfriend. On a not so cheerful Christmas holiday, when her family's patience snaps, they conspire to cast her out. But Naya's fiery spirit catches the attention of Alpha Kieran, a powerful leader with an infuriating knack for seeing through her defenses. Amid the chaos, Naya's uncontrollable heat leads her to a passionate night with a mysterious man—only to later discover he's Kieran, the Alpha King feared for his ruthless reputation and revered as a billionaire tycoon in the human world. When Kieran discovers Naya is the mother of his children, his determination to claim his mate and family ignites an explosive battle of wills. As tension escalates, betrayal and misunderstandings force Naya to flee, culminating in a devastating car accident that nearly destroys everything. Yet Naya rises stronger than ever, carving a new life for herself among humans. But when a new man enters her life, Kieran's primal possessiveness awakens, and he refuses to let her go. Caught between two worlds and two men, Naya must navigate treacherous power plays, love, and her own transformation. Will Kieran's relentless pursuit shatter her independence, or will Naya's courage rewrite the destiny she was never supposed to have?

Because I saved my husband during a car accident, I lost my eyesight. He wept, promising to treat me well for the rest of our lives to repay my sacrifice. I cooperated with the treatment wholeheartedly, hoping for a full recovery. But on the day I finally regained my sight, I stumbled upon something that shattered my world. In our marital home, his first love lay beneath him, her flushed face betraying the passion of the moment. Their bodies intertwined, and the air around them thick with stifled moans—a vivid tableau of infidelity. "She's just a blind woman. Why haven't you divorced her yet?" the woman murmured impatiently, her voice laced with disdain as she moved against him. My husband, immersed in pleasure, still mumbled an excuse. "My love, just a little longer. Soon, we'll be together openly…" I turned and left without a word, pretending I had seen nothing. As I walked away, I remembered the witch's sacrificial ritual in the misty forest—only a few days away. My husband's betrayal cut deep, carving wounds I couldn't ignore. I made up my mind to return to the forest, to embrace my identity as a witch once more, and to sever all ties with him. Yet, after I disappeared, word reached me that he was searching for me everywhere like a madman. Rumor had it he had completely lost his mind.

My husband promised we would spend Thanksgiving with my parents this year. Right before we left, he looked down at his phone and frowned. "Damn it. I forgot to change the delivery address again. Your parents' gift basket went to Cassia's place." I stood in the entryway with my fingers frozen around my scarf. For three years of marriage, Roman DeLuca had never removed Cassia Vail's address from his shopping apps. Whenever I asked him why, he always said the same thing: "Cassia and I grew up together. She’s basically family." The Italian espresso machine I wanted went to her apartment. He said her old machine had broken anyway. The sapphire bracelet for our wedding anniversary was signed for by her. He said asking for it back after she opened it would look petty. The sunflowers and baby's breath he promised me on Valentine's Day ended up in her hands. He said she had already put them in a vase, and he couldn't give me secondhand flowers. This time, I had reminded him for two weeks. The Thanksgiving basket had a low-sugar pumpkin pie, nut-free cookies, and a custom low-sodium turkey roll for my father. I had chosen every item myself. It still went to Cassia. I kept my voice steady. "Drive over and get it back." Roman's face darkened. "She already signed for it. What do you want me to do? We'll pick up wine and pastries on the way. Same thing." "It isn't the same. Get it back." He pinched the bridge of his nose. "Elena, can you stop turning every little thing into a family trial? No one makes things awkward like you do." Every time something meant for me ended up with his childhood sweetheart, I asked him to get it back. Every time, I got some version of the same answer. I stopped arguing and watched him slam the door behind him. A few minutes later, I wiped my tears and texted my attorney. [Happy Thanksgiving. Please draft a divorce agreement for me. Thank you.]

(18+) CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT “A HUMAN. . .” he mused, scanning every feature of my face, carving them into his memory. "Jisoo." He breathed my name, making me resist the urge to shiver. I raised my eyebrows at the undeniably handsome man in front of me and crossed my arms, then shook my head, "I was supposed to make 10 million today!" I whined at the loss of my company. "Humans and their greed!" He grunted, walking away. JISOO KWON, a strong and independent twenty-seven-year-old woman, who was the CEO and founder of her company, lived her life confidently as she expanded her company; her empire. Little did she know her life would take an unexpected turn, forcing her to run away from home; from the company she built with her every breath, only to run into a creature, one that was believed to be a myth at that. While she always fancied dragons, treasuring them as her favorite mythology creature, she never imagined actually meeting one, let alone being one’s mate. But there’s no way that's possible, right? However, she's proved wrong, by her mate nonetheless. TRISTEN SLADE is a determined, yet surprisingly kind dragon prince-- but only to his kind. He was always harsh towards humans, it was their very existence that forced dragons to run and hide within the shadows and caves, the once powerful and majestic creatures, now long forgotten. His only mission was to find the Heart of Magic, a gem that would return his kind to their original glory, but when a certain little human practically runs into his arms, scared, terrified and lost, he's brought into something anew...and beautiful. Will this forbidden toxic love save both kinds? Or will it destroy them both? After all, it was one impossible love.. Cover by @.SeashelI on quotev.

She was their fated mate. They rejected her anyway. Mara Calloway turned eighteen, and the bond she had waited for her whole life finally arrived. By morning, her world was upside down. No explanation. No mercy. Just words that left her on the floor of a packhouse that was never truly hers, with a father who watched and a secret already growing inside her that would change everything. She didn't run immediately. She stayed long enough to confirm what she already suspected. Then she disappeared. Five years later, a deadly plague is carving through the packs, killing wolves of every age and rank, and the Blackthorn Alphas are running out of options. The one healer brilliant enough to stop it is a composed, untouchable woman named Dr. Sloane Davis—a stranger with cold precision, no pack allegiance, and a guarded past that doesn't quite hold up under examination. Caine Blackthorn is the kind of man who commands without asking and breaks without bending. He doesn't know why the new healer unsettles him. He doesn't know why her scent threads through his instincts like something he was supposed to remember. He doesn't know about the three boys she brought with her, each one carrying a secret written in blood and bone that the pack cannot see—yet. She came back with a mission in one hand and five years of consequence in the other. She did not come back for them. But the bond they shattered has a memory of its own, and the plague threatening to destroy everything they built may have been born from the same betrayal that took her from them in the first place. What happens when the woman you destroyed becomes the only one who can save you—and she already knows exactly what you're worth?