Bridges Burned

On the night my dad kicked me out, I drank too much and slept with my “brother” It was a one night mistake. Yet, he proposed and claimed me as his mate, his luna. When I woke up, my mom's body was cold. The color was drained from her half-opened eyes, and I could see no signs of life. My father told me that she purposely drank poison to kill herself. But that was a lie. My mother would never kill herself; she would never leave me. That night imprisoned me. - “It wasn’t a mistake,” “What are you talking about, Jonathan?” I asked him. “Arina, you are my mate. You were born to be my luna,” he said. His face showed no signs of humor. “I wasn’t born to be anybody’s luna,” I shot back. “Arina, I love you…” he spoke softly, still staring into my eyes. I could feel the wolf in me stirring; something that I had never felt before. She was awakening; the fire that burned so deep inside of me was beginning to flare. “Love?” I heard myself saying. “There’s no such thing as love…” After everything I knew about “love”, what my mother went through when she married my father, love didn’t exist. “Give me a chance to prove you wrong. Marry me.”

Have you ever envisioned meeting your soulmate, only to discover that he is actually your greatest enemy? What if fate bound you both together? Will you embrace one another or turn away? Meet Alpha Theo from the Snow White Moon Pack, known as the demon Alpha. At just seven years old, he witnessed the devastating moment when the dragon king burned his parents and pack members before his eyes. The once cheerful, sweet child became a fearsome Alpha, instilling dread in all who crossed his path. He swore vengeance upon all dragons. That was, until fate led him to his promise mate, Ashton. A dragon slave on the verge of execution. "I, Alpha Theophilus Snow, reject you as my mate, you filthy dragon slave!" Ashton collapsed to his knees, blood spilling from his mouth in the wake of the rejection. Clutching his chest in agony, he looked at the demon Alpha with a bitter smile... "I, Ashton Flames, the dragon prince and son of Mathias Flames, acce—" "NOOOO!!!" A resounding voice interrupted, halting Ashton from conceding to the Alpha's rejection. Both Ashton and the demon Alpha's eyes widened in shock as the Dragon Queen appeared before them. "Mother..." Ashton murmured through his tears... Will Ashton go through with the Alpha's rejection? Or will the demon Alpha take back his refusal?

Nyra Vale was never meant to survive. The night her family was slaughtered, the world she knew burned to ashes, and she was left with nothing but a command that still echoes in her mind. Run. She obeyed, and in doing so, she became something the packs despise. A rogue. Hunted, unwanted, and forced to carve her own survival in a world that shows no mercy to the weak. Years later, survival is the only thing she trusts. Until Alpha Kael Draven finds her. Powerful, feared, and dangerously controlled, Kael rules Ironfang Pack on the edge of collapse. With rebellion rising and the Elder Council tightening their grip, he is given an ultimatum. Take a Luna of pure blood or lose everything. Instead, he chooses Nyra. A rogue. A mistake in the eyes of every wolf who follows him. Their bond is meant to be nothing more than a transaction. Protection in exchange for obedience. No love. No trust. No weakness. But nothing about Nyra is simple. As she steps into a pack that wants her gone, danger closes in from every side. Assassins strike in the dark. The Council watches her with quiet hatred. And buried within her past lies a truth powerful enough to destroy everything Kael is trying to protect. Because Nyra is not just a rogue. She is the last survivor of a bloodline the world tried to erase. And when the truth rises, it will not just shatter the bond between her and Kael. It will ignite a war that will decide who rules… and who burns.

When he pulled her into his arms, an intense desire to have this woman burned in him. He loved how her feminine body fit just right in his arms. Her sweet scent drove down his spine and awoke this unusual tingling sensation in him. He knew he needed to control his yearning for her, but couldn't deny himself the privilege to have her in his arms while it lasted. He meant it when he said he needed this woman: he needed more from this woman who had undeniably taken his senses into her heart, and he craved to enjoy this moment: at least, for a while. His grip on her waist tightened as he whispered soothingly into her ear. “I suddenly feel sick. Babysit me tonight.” ****************** Ava's last wish would be: to get married to someone who is involved in illegal businesses, but unfortunately, her last wish became her reality. Things turned out so unexplainable, and she ended up getting married to a stranger: a billionaire mafia lord: Alexander Georgia; despite having feelings for another man. But, what happens when she discovers that the man whom she had feelings for only approached her for business purposes against Alexander? And also… What happens when she realises that the man she calls a stranger, wasn't entirely a, 'stranger,' as they both have a past together. A past that could ruin their future.

"I hate you!!!" were the next words that came out of my mouth, even as my whole body burned in pleasure. "No you don't," Dean, the ever calm one whispered leaning closer to me. "Yes I do!. You three are sick. This isn't supposed to be, it's not supposed to be like this. Oh My God, mum is going to kill me" "But it is, Hannah" Damian said, "You are our mate. And I don't care what our parents has to say about that, or anyone else for that matter......" "We are going to do everything we can," Damon interrupted, "everything in our power to keep you little wolf. Because you are ours." They were definitely crazy. But so am I, because their words were making me feel things I had no business feeling for my stepbrothers. ***************** Hannah Anderson, had vowed never to give a male any sort of power over her again, ever since her step father messed up her life. But in a twist of fate, Hannah Anderson's life collides with three brothers (TRIPLETS) Damon, Dean, and Daniel, who turned out to be her Step brothers and then, on the night of a full moon, became Her Mates. As Attraction blossoms amidst the shadows of their past, Hannah must confront her trust issues and embrace a love that defies all odds. Can they navigate the haunting secrets, society rejections and find solace in each other's arms?

Just one second before Alpha Daniel’s fated mark burned into my skin, a sharp voice pierced the air at the bonding ceremony. “Stop!” Jessica, Daniel’s first love, stumbled forward, her belly swollen. “Are you all really going to let this vicious woman become your Luna?” she cried, pointing at me with trembling hands. “She’s been torturing me for months! She poisoned my tea, left knives at my door, and tried to force me to abort Alpha’s pup!” My mind went blank at her sudden, fabricated accusations. “What? I didn’t—” Before I could finish, Jessica lunged toward me. Acting on instinct, I raised my arm to block her, but she collapsed heavily to the floor. “My pup!” she shrieked. “Daniel, look! She’s trying to hurt us again! Call the enforcers to arrest her!” In the next heartbeat, Daniel rushed forward, shielding Jessica in his arms without hesitation. He looked at me, his gaze cold and disappointed. “Rosie, why couldn’t you just behave? This pup is our pack’s heir!” Around us, the elders exchanged dark, knowing glances, silently condemning me. With no way to prove my innocence, I was sentenced to three years in the nightmare Silver Prison. Whips, hunger, endless violence… Eventually, I learned what Daniel really meant by “behave”. But why was he the one who regretted it?

Eliza was the true daughter of Alpha Morgan who had been switch at the birth. On the very day she was brought back to the family, the fake daughter Katherine left a suicide note and burned herself to death. “It's all because of you!" Eliza’s elder brother shouted, "If you hadn't come back, Kathy wouldn't die!” And Eliza’s parents looked at her with complex and hesitant eyes, filled with unbearable pain. What’s more, her betrothed and fated mate said: "Such a wicked woman who drove someone to death, I would rather remain unmated forever than mate you! I reject our mate bond." Eliza now understood that they regretted bringing her back... The fake daughter became the family's cherished memory, while Eliza, who had endured countless hardships to please them, was nothing more than a pile of mud. Eliza froze to death next to the horse stable in that dilapidated room, and the fake daughter returned at this moment During the family joy, news of Eliza's death reached them, and they said, "Is she trying this trick? She's not Kathy; if she wants to play dead, throw her out to feed the dogs!" Thanks to the Moongodess, when Eliza opened her eyes again, she was reborn. This time, she will take back everything that belongs to her, she will seek revenge on everyone who has ever hurt her, and she will never forgive.

Everyone thought I was just an Omega clinging to Alpha Pheisar— gentle, silent, unworthy of love. In his eyes, I was nothing more than a burden the Moon Goddess tossed his way. But the moment he held Selene’s hand and vowed a mate-bond at the Moonlit Altar, I finally understood — I had never mattered. He never kept a promise, never cared about the wolf-soul I burned to keep him alive. So I rejected him. He thought I was being dramatic—until I bonded with the “comatose Alpha” everyone believed would never wake. When he knelt at my ceremony and roared “I only want you,” I simply replied: “Too late.” What they never knew was this— I was never a vine to be pulled or broken. I can stitch a wedding gown with devotion, and cut off a rotting love just as cleanly. I can be soft— and I can be resolute. The day I married Alpha Zander, no one expected him to wake—much less fall for me. But the first time I whispered “Mate” in his arms, the ice around him melted into pure devotion. And in the quiet dark, his hand firm on my waist, he murmured: “Pheisar is downstairs begging again…I’m feeling jealous. You’ll have to make it up to me.” This time— Pheisar will learn what kind of treasure he threw away. And Zander will know the partner in his hands is worth a lifetime of love.

After the car accident, one of the Johnson sons was dead and the other gravely injured. When my devout, devoted husband woke up in the hospital, he called out, "Dorothy." He claimed that his body then held the soul of his brother, Elias Johnson. I went mad, calling doctors, priests, anyone I could, desperate to bring my husband back. It was not until that night that I overheard his conversation with our son: "Father, you've loved aunt for years. You even kept yourself chaste in your private prayer room, waiting. Now, finally, you can be with her openly." The man in the bed reached out to stroke our son's hair. "If it weren't to stop your mother from destroying her relationship, I wouldn't have married her." I hid in the shadows, still reeling from their words, when I saw what happened after our son left. The husband I had always known, icy, composed, and ascetic to maintain his devout faith for seven years, was then holding his sister-in-law close on that tiny hospital bed, sharing a warmth meant for lovers. The next day, I applied for Jim Johnson's death certificate and burned our marriage certificate. At his grand wedding, I climbed aboard the helicopter sent to fetch me. However, my once-cold husband went mad, chasing after us down several streets, desperate and unhinged.

“I’ve found my mate…” Those were the last words Elara Nightshade ever expected to hear, especially not from the most powerful Alpha in existence, and certainly not inside a brothel. Orphaned, wolf-less, and treated like dirt by her own pack, Elara has spent her life as nothing more than a servant to the Iron Fang wolves who despise her. So when Alpha Henry Blackthorn, the feared ruler of all four clans, claims her as his mate, Elara believes her suffering has finally come to an end. But, she’s wrong. Behind the crown and the throne lies a darker truth. Alpha Henry already has a Luna, one who cannot bear him an heir. And Elara is not chosen for love, but for her blood. Imprisoned, violated, and used as nothing more than a vessel to produce an heir for the kingdom, Elara is discarded the moment she becomes a threat. Left for dead and betrayed by the very Alpha who swore she was his mate, her execution awakens something ancient within her. She is Moonborn as the last of a hunted bloodline. And she will not die quietly. Now reborn with devastating powers, Elara returns not as a helpless omega, but as the storm destined to destroy Iron Fang. With vengeance in her heart, twins hidden from the father who tried to kill her, and a bond she cannot break no matter how hard she tries. Elara must choose between the mate fate chained her to or the vengeance that burned in her veins.