Claws Of Rage

What if Sleeping Beauty woke up in the claws of the Beast? Taken from her family and her realm at just a few days old, Alora has spent her whole life hearing about the evil Lycan King who will hunt for her when she turns eighteen. The sisters who care for her decide to put her to sleep, in hopes of fooling the Lycan King into thinking she is dead. But when Alora wakes years later, she finds herself in the claws of the monster she has been hiding from. All but one of the sisters are gone and she acts as if she no longer cares for Alora. She is a Fae Princess, in a strange realm full of monsters. Each one is more fierce than the last, but the worst ones hide behind false kindness. With no allies, Alora has to look within to find the answers that have been hidden from her.

They are the Royals. Five influential students coming from the most influential and powerful families. No one dares to mess with them, no one except her. A girl who loves to bring trouble upon herself. Will she be able to survive from the claws of the most powerful social group in their University?

I slid under his arms, seeking a safe place to catch my breath. I noticed a playful smile on his lips, but I chose to ignore it. "Will the transformation hurt?" I lowered my gaze and whispered. "First, your bones start to break, sending you to the ground," his eyes were closed. "Then, thick fur will grow all over your body. The limb stretching, I think that's the most thrilling part of the pain." The Alpha teased with a flicker of his tongue before continuing. "Next comes the shortening of the snout and the development of sharp claws and fangs." "Will I become irrational?" I covered my mouth, trying to control the knot that had formed in my throat. "How do you control it?" Laughing, he had already reached me and pulled me close, digging his claws not too deeply into my hip, causing a painful moan. "It takes strength, training, and having the goddess on your side, human..." He withdrew his claws, leaving only a long scratch, and returned to my chin, scratching it and collecting a drop of blood. He licked it and smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be here throughout your trial..." "To make sure I die?" With tears in my eyes, I took a few more steps towards his dangerous game, realizing that his breathing was slightly heavier. "You remind me a lot of her," he murmured, pressing his forehead against mine. "To ensure your transformation doesn't get out of control and to witness the deity's choice." With more pressure on my forehead, he forced me to take a few steps back in pain.

“I can feel your fear. Your heat. The way your sweet little cunt clenches before I even touch it. You’re not afraid of the beast, Kaerith… You’re starving for him.” He forces her legs wide, claws digging into her hips, pinning her down like prey. The head of his cock—thick, ridged, inhuman—presses against her dripping entrance, teasing her folds, soaking in her slick. “Now spread wider,” he hisses. “And let the beast feed.” — Kaerith—an omega, daughter of the last great Lycan Alpha—was born with the rarest curse of all. She was meant to be ransomed, not enslaved. Now, she’s chained inside Murnokh—a kingdom made of bone and nightmare. A slave. A plaything. A feeding source for Gorvane. Gorvane doesn’t make love. He fucks angrily. He devours. And no one survives it. King Gorvane, a Dreadborn, of the Kingdom of Murnokh, who died as a result of betrayal, rose from a battlefield soaked in centuries of rage. And now, he owns her. He touches her thoughts. Her fear. Her pain. Her buried rage. And he drinks it. But something in Kaerith cracks his hunger. It weakens him. It entices him. And when he finally takes her, it’s not just to feed—it’s to claim. She was never meant to survive his touch. Now, she’s the only thing keeping him sane. He doesn’t understand her softness. Her silence. Her refusal to scream. He’s built to feed on the wreckage of the human heart. But she is making him forget how to starve, how to rage, how to hate. Real love is poison to his kind. Their love is forbidden and if she discovers his True Name—the very grief that birthed him—she will have the power to destroy him… Or to set him free.

Sa isang malupit na lugar kung saan walang puwang para sa kabiguan, dahil ang kabiguan ay nangangahulugan ng dugo at kamatayan. Simple lang ang hamon. Survive and escape the claws of your doom. The race against death's door begins once you enter the door...

Have you ever wondered what it feels like to crave someone so badly all you want is to be tangled in the sheets with them all day? Well that's the case of Karen Whitman, her mad crave for the dominating alpha Logan is something everyone in the clan knows. She never seems to hide her feelings for him but there's a bridge,a huge hole where hatred, pent-up feelings lay. For decades,Logan has kept a deep feeling of hatred for Karen and her family, especially her. The hatred grew worse when he found out she was his mate, playing stubborn,he picked another mate and rejected her publicly, calling her a mistake and disgrace to the clan. What's the cause of the hatred? Why doesn't he want her as a mate? What happened several decades ago to cause such a rift between them.....? ". ". ". ". " 'Excerpt from the story' "Why do I want you so much when you hate me to a fault? My gosh you've hated me for decades." Karen's husky voice came out, making him rage the more but the little man in his pants had no regards for his mood. She'd sneaked into his Chambers late at night and had woken him up with feathery kisses, making him hard to the point of pain. "You're the worst mistake that ever happened to us Karen, remember that. You're and never will be my mate." It stung her deep, even deeper than the claws on a wolf,it brought tears to her eyes as she moved away from him. "I curse you this day, never to show your face to me." He said as she gasped and he seemed to be shocked from what he just said but a curse remains a curse till one of them dies.........

Nadia!" I turn towards the voices that called my name, almost not making it out due to the sheer amount of snarling and growling happening around me. I see a woman pinned by a ravaging wolf , and as I make my way to her, I'm knocked to the ground with such force , I hear my arm snap. I groan as the pain hits me. My arm is clearly broken, and I'm unable to shift for some reason. I hear her sickening scream and I raise my head just as the wolf embed its teeth into her neck and shoulder. "NO!" I roar and scramble to my feet, but I'm surrounded by at least 10 wolves, preventing me from getting to the woman. My eyes dart around as they encompass me, circling slightly. Shit. They're going to all attack me at once. Just as I come to that realization, they strike. I dodge the first few, but I yell out as one of them clamps down on my leg, ripping out a good chunk of flesh. I try to stay standing, but it's useless as more wolves' barrel into me, not allowing me to regain my stance. They claw me in every direction, and I can't anticipate the attacks anymore as I fall to my knees with a hard thud. Claws at my back. Claws at my arms. Claws at my legs. There's no escape. I can't save them. I can't even save myself. Pack life for Nadia was perfect. Although abandoned at the Pure Moon pack when she was just a pup, she was completely accepted by the Alpha and Luna. She becomes one of the top trained female warriors in the pack alongside her wolf Seles. That is until tragedy strikes and Nadia’s life is completely turned upside down.

Katie life wasn't the most perfect, but she loved the way it unravels, that was until her path crossed with the most dangerous man. Her life took an unexpected turn as hers and Cephus' life interwoven to the point of no return. The question now is; Can she escape his claws? Or are they embedded deep into her that she no longer desire freedom?

Holland thinks the sparks with her boss are just chemistry—until he shifts before her eyes and the past she ran from claws back. To survive a defective wolf’s obsession and a rival’s lies, she must claim her power, embrace a mate bond she doesn’t understand, and become the Luna who changes the rules.

Curse. Misfortune. Weak. Seventeen year old Riona Lukas was called these words, by her pack members. Punished by her pack for even breathing. She yearned for the perfect time to escape from the claws of hatred and ill-treatment from her stepmother, who would stop at nothing to get her out of the way. Unknown to them, she had a deep secret she kept to herself. When she bumped into the Ruthless, devastatingly handsome, commanding figure, that stood against the wall in her father's office. Nothing on earth prepared her for the sharp turn her fate was about to take. Her father sold her out to Alpha Theron Moretti as his slave. Theron hated her fragile, delicate features and wanted nothing to do with her. Then the mate bond set in, which angered him the more because she looked too weak to have a wolf. Would she escape from the claws of her evil Alpha mate, whilst keeping her secret? Or would she touch a vulnerable part of Theron Moretti, no one ever has?