Brides Corpse

King Lincoln was just a young man of 28, but he had the strength of a thousand men. His name had been written in the book of records as the youngest ruler of the Most Powerful Kingdom. His Kingdom was the envy of all the 11 Kingdoms. But One day, one of Lincoln's numerous enemies almost won over him. His attack had almost worked as he was able to hit Lincoln with an extremely poisoned arrow during a war. Lincoln didn't die at the battlefield, no. But when he was taken back to the palace, they got to see how badly injured he was. The arrow was poisoned with a rare substance and it's effect was draining the life out of Lincoln - bit by bit. Physicians tried all they could, but couldn't find a cure. His sister was worried, his three brides were paranoid as well. Everyone wanted a solution for their King because the fall of Lincoln would be the fall of the Kingdom. Finally, his sister found a solution. There was a healer - a young lady with special healing abilities who was likely to heal the King. But she was someone that was locked up and restricted from associating with outsiders by her father. Roseline was never permitted to go out for reasons best known to her father and she wondered why. Lincoln's sister was overly worried about her brother's life and figured she had to get the healer by all means to heal her brother. But would that be possible since Roseline's father particularly hated the King? And even if it was possible, there was going to be a little consequence if Roseline succeeded in healing the King. He'd become a sex addict; addicted to her alone.

------ Through the small gap, I saw them. Ciaran’s hands were under Elara’s skirt, pushing it up as he pressed his body into hers from behind. Her breathy giggles mixed with his possessive murmurs. They were both facing away from the door, her body nearly bent over the bed. "Later," Elara giggled, her voice teasing, playful. “You have to get to the ceremony.” “I’ll take you later too,” Ciaran growled lustfully, his voice dripping with possession. ------ Cast aside as wolfless, betrayed by her love on the eve of her wedding, Ariana’s world shatters when her fiancé slaughters her family and lays waste to her pack. Barely escaping with her life, Ariana is mistaken for the contract bride of a notorious Alpha after a rogue attack leaves her the sole survivor. Desperate for refuge, she steps into the role of his fake bride, hiding under a guise that shields her from past horrors. But as her days in the Alpha's world turn into something more, survival is no longer enough—Ariana begins to crave revenge on the man who destroyed her life. Yet, every day she spends deceiving this cursed Alpha—whose own brides never survive—brings her closer to a new danger: her growing desire for the very man she’s deceiving. With enemies closing in, will Ariana’s secret destroy her? Or will she risk everything to uncover a future that’s as dangerous as it is seductive?

In my past life, I used the little one in my womb to force Richard Reynold into marrying me. On the day of our wedding, his beloved, Elise Brie, leaped into the sea, taking her own life. She left behind a letter saying: "True love is no match for power and money. It is my loss." Richard, after learning the news of her death, was unaffected. In fact, he went through our wedding with a smile on his face. However, on the day of our son's third birthday, Richard took us to a diving trip. While 300-feet underwater, he ripped off the tube of our oxygen tanks, drowning me and my son. After my death, my consciousness remained as a spirit. I watched on as he placed my corpse in front of Elise's grave as an offering. He said, "Ellie, I've finally avenged you. I hope this will bring you some peace in your afterlife." Soon after, my vision darkened. When I opened my eyes once more, I realized I was back at the night when I was trying to use our son to force Richard into marriage…

"No, Alpha, please stop. You won’t fit," Selena gasped, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at Alpha Zander’s enormous member. "I don’t have that much patience. Be a good Luna and give me an heir," Zander growled, his eyes dark with menacing intensity. He gripped her thighs—rough and hard—spreading her legs wide. With a single, forceful thrust, he breached her innocent barrier and slid deep into her slick heat. * They say marrying the Alpha King is a death sentence. They were right. No she-wolf in her right mind would volunteer to be his bride. Rumor has it, none of his brides lived long enough to even try. They say he’s cursed. They say he’s impotent. A monster who kills to keep his secret buried. But refusing him means your entire pack dies with you. So when the alliance reached Selena’s pack, her father didn't hesitate. She was the useless daughter—the wolf-less one. The perfect offering to a king who only wanted a womb and silence. But Selena soon uncovers secrets far more terrifying than she ever could have imagined. And when the truth threatens everything, there’s only one thing left to do: run. But can you ever run from the Alpha King? Especially when he’s willing to cross hell and burn the world down just to claim what’s his.

My world fell apart on the day of my Luna ceremony. My mother and older brother approached me with bad news. My younger sister, Lilith, was cursed and did not have long to live. They wanted me to fulfill her only wish before death. She wanted to replace me as my Alpha, Fenris', mate. That included giving her my Luna ceremony. I was shocked and angry. I looked at Fenris as I expected him to reject this ridiculous suggestion as well. However, he nodded. "Don't worry, Selene," he said to me. He sounded so sincere. "This is only temporary. Once we've fulfilled Lilith's last wish, you'll be my mate forever." I was adamant about rejecting that suggestion. It was too crazy! However, my 'beloved' brother, Damian, forcefully dragged me off into the Dark Forest, where it was rampant with wild beasts. That was also when I realized I was pregnant with Fenris' child. My pregnancy weakened my strength tremendously, and I was mauled by the wild beasts while still alive. By the time everyone remembered me, all that was left of me was a rotting corpse lying in the forest.

Avaline Cross was an unlucky werewolf. Lost her parents in a battle where they had bravely saved the sons of the Alpha King, Dion and Alistar, Avaline was sent to work as a slave in the Alpha house as a condition for living with them instead of being shipped to foster institutions. Years passed as Avaline developed a crush on both boys, Dion and Alistar and followed them everywhere,trying her best to impress them despite being a maid. Only for the brothers to treat her worse than a servant and shower all their attention on Solaya leaving Avaline aggrieved. Avaline and Solaya never saw eye to eye and on her 18th birthday, Avaline found out that she was mates to both Dion and Alistar but the brothers didn't take it well. They kept treating her poorly and Avaline was holding on to the moment when they would realize their errors and choose her like how it goes in the romance books she reads. Solaya was unlucky, she was sold out to marry Lycan King Zirael, a heartless man that was feared by all supernatural and hated werewolves. The brothers tried to switch the brides and give Avaline to Zirael instead but it wasn't possible. Avaline was burned alive by her two mates, Dion and Alistar after she was framed for attempting to kill Solaya, their reason for love. Dying on the stake, her last memories were seeing Aida try to pull her off from the fire while the rest kept jeering and laughing Aida was five and the only one who cared about her. Avaline made a wish, if she had a second chance, she would never waste it on those useless Alphas, and would choose to be a sacrifice for Lycan Alpha Zirael of the Hidden Haven.

“I have failed you as a mate and as your leader, Anna.” He cried out in pain, his wolf restlessly wailing, reaching the surface, and running back once realizing that nothing had changed. “But this worthless husband of yours swear by this day to avenge your death in the most brutal way possible. And after that, I’ll come meet you wherever you may be.” ~ After brutally losing his mate in a planned rogue attack, Hunter, the Alpha, and controller of one of the most powerful Packs in all of the East and West becomes the terror he promised the corpse of his late mate to be. Things keep going as planned and he is very close to attaining the werewolf king position that would enable him wipe out everyone that contributed to his mate’s death, when by the engineering of the Moon Goddess, he meets orphaned and abused Annable who is surprisingly the exact replica of his late mate, the worse fact is that she is in love with someone else. Now, his well-calculated plan is suddenly bundled with uncertainty, jealousy, a love triangle, and the desire to live and love.

“I reject you!” After being rejected by 4 mates, my father forces me to substitute my half-sister as a virgin sacrificed to the bloodthirsty, ruthless Lycan King. --- I’m Harper, an alpha, but the weakest alpha. My power is weaker than an omega, and I can’t even distinguish who is my mate. Every year, each pack needs to sacrifice a 20-year-old virgin to the Lycan King Dean Tullus. Years ago, the King had said that he would choose his bride from the virgins. However, Dean is a notorious tyrant. Rumor has it that he killed his parents and brother in order to take the throne. He always wears a mask, and they all say it’s because he’s ugly and facially distorted. Most importantly, the four previously chosen brides all died before the wedding. I pray not to be chosen by the King, but he kisses me in front of all the sacrificed virgins! Will I be his 5th bride? Can I survive? --- I’m Dean, the most powerful Lycan King. But I have a secret, I will die soon because of my curse. I’ve been searching for my virgin bride all the time, the one who can cure my curse in the prophecy. What?! My mate is such a weak she-wolf! Strong as I am, I totally can’t accept it. Want to be my bride? Huh, absolutely impossible! But why is she able to summon me? Why will I even lose my power if I refuse her request? Is she really the one I’m fated to be with?

When I was born, my father left me to die beside my mother's corpse in the fields. Why? Because I looked like a ghost—white hair, white eyes—and the chaos that followed my birth terrified him. He didn’t even give me a name. Twenty years later, I’m still wolfless. Still the family punching bag. Still hated by the entire pack. And when the Alpha’s son, my mate and my step-sister framed me, I was sentenced to death by hanging. But death never came. Instead, I was claimed by another mate. The devil himself. Primus Alexander of the Theriakon Pack. The most feared, merciless creature to ever walk the earth. His goal? Find or mold a strong mate and produce an heir. My goal? Find peace, maybe even freedom. Easy enough. Or so I thought. But what happens when friends, loyal subjects and even family try every means to kill me? Because the deeper we fall, the more I uncover the terrifying truth—about his need for a child… and worse what he really is.

Everyone says that Eric Winslowe, the Alpha of Kalmoor Pack, loves me to the bone. He learns sign language for me because I can't hear, and he prepares to throw me a grand wedding after I thoroughly fall for him. However, after I regain my hearing, I catch him flirting and being intimate with Camilla Johnson, his maid. They're just in the room next to mine. During a banquet, he even takes advantage of my lack of hearing to brag. "She's just a pet that I have to alleviate the boredom. Alison is the only one I love. Still, I know she'll leave me if she finds out about this. "Thank God Alison can't hear. I won't let her find out about this even after we're married. Watch your mouths, everyone. Don't blame me for getting nasty if any of you bring this up to Alison." I sneer to myself. I want to tell him that he doesn't need to fear others exposing his cheating—I already know. He also doesn't need to look forward to our wedding because all that awaits him on that day is a corpse that looks just like me.