Crimson Waves

Ava is the daughter of Alpha Jack of the Blood Moon Pack. She had always been living the life of a princess until her mother died, and her father remarried. Life became a daily torture for her, and things grew worse when she got a weak wolf after shifting for the first time. Ava stopped from being a princess to a slave in her father's pack, but what happens when the moon goddess decided to smile on her by blessing her with a mate, not just one but three? And what happens when she's forced to choose between them? ——— “Wait, did I hear you guys address my mate as yours?” He turned to his brothers, who didn't bother taking their eyes away from me. “We are mated to her brother too, so chill, please.” His eyes landed on my chest, and I felt crimson washing over my face. “There's no way that is happening!” “I'm sorry brother, but we can't do anything about this. It's either you are in or you are out. Choose one, the choice is yours.” The one who was quite broader than the rest uttered in a boring tone. “I'm sure she might want to choose whom to be her mate between us. Because I saw how affected she was when she realized you three were also her mates.” Alpha Dawson said coldly, and fear gripped me, realizing what he meant.

A moan of pure pleasure escapes my mouth and he nips my lower lip, sending shock waves through my body. Pushing me onto my back, he continues to devour me - nipping at the skin along my neck and running his hand over the fabric covering my breasts. Heat builds up between my legs as I feel him harden against my thigh. I bite my lower lip and instinctively raise my hips against him. He moans and takes my face in his large hands. "Look at me. If we continue any further I'm not going to be able to stop myself. If we mate I will mark you and you'll be mine forever." He says slowly, the words penetrating the fog clouding my brain. "Is this what you want?" My body screams yes, but my mind forces me to be rational. "Not yet, eventually but not yet." I admit, running my hands through his hair. He sighs, disappointment evident before he rests his head on my chest. "I don't want you to get hurt by our matebond." I eventually say. "What do you mean?" He asks. I lift his hand and place it on my thigh, letting his fingers brush against the scars. "Kane told me that when you're mated, you feel everything your mate feels… I don't want that. I don't want you to feel if I die. " *** Natalia has spent the last ten years living in isolation, scarred from witnessing the massacre of her parents, she believes that the mate bond and love are a weakness she never wants to experience - even when confronted with her very own mate. Unfortunately for her, Liam, Alpha of the Dark Moon Pack has no plan on letting her go. Will succumbing to him save her, or will it be her ultimate doom?

Warning: Contains erotic content with dark themes like Voyeurism, somnophilia, light bondage etc “...how many times have I warned you I do not want scents of men around you?! Why are you always infuriate me!" He snarled, gritting his teeth and I smirked coldly. “Principal Dominick! How's that your business? You said you don't want to see me ever again? If I whore around in school, how does it matter to you? Act your age!” A rumble escaped his throat, as he grabbed me by my waist, and I hated how my body melted against this man. “You forget that you're mine…” he whispered into my ear. “The next time I see you around any man, Leila…” he dragged a long whiff of my scent. "I'm going to act my age, and like your father figure, I'm going to make sure I discipline you like the bad girl you've been. Don't tempt me… The next time you do, you won't properly walk for a week.” He bit my earlobes and sucked on it, making me moan, my body freezing in shock. ~ Abused by her cruel father and the rest of the world just for being wolfless, Leila lost the will to live. Praying for a mate who would change and provide a secure life for her little sister, her hope shatters when she gets rejected, ends up arrested for a crime, and yet again transferred to another school filled with things beyond her imagination. But that wasn't what was terrifying. It was this huge older man who turned out to be her principal and new guardian. Extremely forbidden to get involved with him, things slip out of control. What if Leila realizes her new life was accompanied with new waves of challenges, doom and a truth not to be known?

Heads up! This story includes mature themes, strong language, and steamy scenes. Readers discretion is advised. Warm lips pressed against the sensitive skin of my neck, just below my ear, sending waves of shock down my spine. “After promising me a hot fuck, you decided to ditch me, huh Clara?” a low, male voice murmured into my hair as his hands slid down, palms flattening against my stomach, pulling me flush against a hard, solid body. I wanted to push him away, probably punch him in the face also but I'm Clara. He thinks I'm her and I have to be her. I took a deep breath, a wide smile on my face as I turned in his arms, finally looking at him. To my surprise, he was handsome, dark hair, strong jawline and I could see the confidence in his eyes. He knew Clara...maybe intimately. "I thought she has Jeremy, does she just fuck around now", I thought. “I got held up, I'm sorry,” I managed, forcing Clara’s sly smile onto my face, praying it looked convincing. “Uh-huh,” he said, his voice a low rumble. He didn’t believe me, but he didn’t care. His hand came up, his thumb brushing my lower lip. “You owe me, Clara. Big time.” ****************************************** Jenna has always had the perfect life, Her mate, Damon...the Alpha of the pack who accepted her, a pack that wanted her as their Luna..... Until it was stripped off her on the coronation night. Just minutes to the coronation time, she wakes up in Clara's body (Her mate's sister) Now she's trapped...replaced and forgotten while someone takes her crown, her mate and her position as the Luna of the pack. She must solve that mystery while living Clara's messed up life.

“Shh, little girl,” he growled, teeth catching my bottom lip. I fought the moan, but he circled my clit, my hips jerked helplessly against his hand. Then he pushed my panties aside and sank two thick fingers inside me. I soaked his palm, knees buckling as tremors wracked me. “That’s it, cum for me,” he whispered against my ear. I did. Waves crashed through me while he held me up, stroking gently, murmuring filthy praise that made it sweeter, deeper, more shattering than anything I’d ever felt with a woman. I’m a lesbian. I’ve always known it, claimed it shamelessly. I’ve mapped women’s bodies with my mouth, hands, loving every touch and gasp. My best friend’s tongue between my legs has made me come countless times. The only man I tried, my ex, was awkward, unsatisfying. I swore off them forever. I love women. I love my best friend. So why does this man, her father, the one I should never want make me wetter with one stroke than she ever has? Why am I aching for his cock, pushed inside me, thrusting relentlessly, filling me, ruining me in ways no woman could? Why does bending over his desk for him feel like the right thing to do? One forbidden touch. One devastating truth: I might never want another woman again. When I rejected the vice chancellor's advances, my best friend's obsessive aunt, she threatened expulsion. My friend took me to her father, the college owner. One look at his body and I was lost. That night in their home, hiding in the kitchen while watching him cook, I touched myself, craving what is forbidden. Will my best friend discover my sudden addiction to her father? Will her aunt ever stop wanting me?

She was mated to the wrong Alpha. Diora has spent years as nothing more than a shadow in her own pack, bound to Alpha Ryker, a cruel mate who treats her like a slave and punishes her love with violence. She worships him despite the abuse… until a royal visit shatters everything she thought she knew about fate. Because the moment he steps into the crimson pack , his pair of ancient golden eyes lock onto her. And the world shifts. Alpha king Asael , feared for his power, respected for his age, unmated for over a century, senses a mate’s scent for the first time in his life. Hers. But she flees in terror before he could make out her face , masking her scent with forbidden herbs, mated to the man who she hated all her life , the very man who murdered her parents, and made her a slave. Now the King is hunting for a woman he only remembers by her trembling voice and red hair. Diora hides, terrified. Hidden identity is the only way to survive because if Asael discovers the truth, he’ll claim her. And if Ryker learns she is destined for another man, his own father, it’s makes things even more complicated . But fate is merciless. When her scent returns, the Alpha King finally finds her. And the forbidden truth threatens to spark a war: She is the mate of two Alphas One who owns her body. And one who calls her soul. In a world where mate bonds rule destiny, how do you choose between the monster..… and the Enemy who aches for you?

Sloan Vale isn’t just a billionaire—he’s a king in a world built on whispered names, silk-bound power, and decadent sin. By day, he’s untouchable. Polished. Controlled. But by night, he rules The Crimson Order, a secret society where the elite indulge their darkest desires and make deals sealed with blood and pleasure. He’s never had a reason to break his own rules. Until her. Ivy Sinclair is a broke, brilliant art student just trying to survive. When she delivers a painting to an exclusive event, she stumbles into a hidden world she was never meant to see. Sloan’s world. The moment he lays eyes on her, he knows she doesn’t belong. Too innocent. Too pure. Too tempting. She should have run. He should have let her. But instead, he offers her a choice: walk away and forget what she saw… or surrender to him and learn just how deep the rabbit hole goes. Ivy agrees but she’s not as innocent as she seems. As Sloan draws her deeper into his dangerous orbit, he finds himself addicted to her softness, her fire, her secrets. She awakens something in him that’s been dormant far too long. Obsession. Protection. Lust. But Ivy didn’t stumble into his world by accident. She’s running from something darker. Something deadly. And when her past collides with his empire, both of them will have to decide what’s worth more: power or passion. Vengeance or love. In a world where everything comes with a price… will she be his salvation, or his ultimate ruin?

Title: The Alpha’s Luna and the Bloodmoon Amulet Genre: WEREWOLF Trope: HIDDEN HERITAGE AND BETRAYAL Theme: MYSTERY AND THRILLER Setting: MYSTICAL WORLD, CRIMSON CITY, MID 20TH CENTURY Blurb: Her legs had barely stretched as she stood when the hairs on her neck stood on end. An instinctive sense of awareness creeping through her. It wasn’t the usual eerie silence of the room, it was something more. A presence loomed behind her, dark and predatory. “Thought you could steal from me?”…. Lycia, a thief who never knew she was anything more than human, was sent to steal a magical artifact from a mansion. She was captured by Cove, a cold-hearted Lycan alpha. She had to take up the quest to receive a pay to afford the medication of her guardian, Jack. She’s thrown into a dark world of secrets, where she learns she’s far from ordinary. Hidden powers stir within her, and the truth behind her parents' death comes crashing down. Trapped between revenge, betrayal, and a destiny she never asked for, Lycia must face her fears, fight for survival, and scream out for the power that calls to her. What dark secrets about her past will Lycia uncover as she delves deeper into the world of Lycans? Can she trust the ruthless alpha who captured her, or is he hiding his own deadly agenda? What will happen when her brother, the merciless werewolf hunter, learns of her true identity? Will Lycia embrace her hidden powers in time to stop the war brewing in the shadows or will her enemies destroy her before she can reclaim her destiny as the true Luna?

" What about her?" His inquire came out softly and lazy. Ayla's eyes suddenly contracted fiercely and rolled to her brain! She thought she might collapse any moment from now! No! She can't be known! Her identity can't be revealed! The senior nun must not reveal my identity! " Errr......that's Ayla, the wolfslayer's daughter." Damn! The atmosphere dropped to a freezing point and Alpha Darius felt his lips twitched for a second. He looked back at the senior nun, snapping his brows coldly and back at Ayla, whose legs was already trembling violently. " You mean Morgan and Arnold's daughter?" He hissed, finding it hard to believe. " Yes." The senior nun replied. " We found her not too long when her father was set ablaze." Darius unexpectedly chuckled dryly, and his eyes lowered. " The slayer's daughter hun?" He approached Ayla even closer, gazing at her keenly like she was his prey and he lifted her chin, allowing her nervous dim eyes to met his. " Then, I guess my bride is in front of me." ****** A war was coming and it is predicted there might be no survivors. With this, Darius, a heartless, dangerous and crazy Alpha king of the Crimson moon, who was feared by all, set to get a bride who would give him an heir. Their pack was cursed, making it impossible. This led them to a downtown church, where ladies are sold like slaves and nuns, to seek bride. However, he encountered the least person he thought! The daughter of the wolves slayer's? This was going to be fun! But would something change between Ayla's hatred for the wolves and Darius vengeance on Ayla? What would fate write for them?

***BRATVA WOLVES: BOOK 1*** Kai is known as the Beast Of New York, Russian Mafia leader and Alpha of the Blood Crest pack - and he's come to claim Caterina as his mate. Betrayed on her wedding day by her own family, then mated to the Alpha of an enemy pack, Caterina wonders if she was born under a bad moon. Terrible rumours surround Kai and his pack of bloodthirsty wolves, but as Caterina gets to know her mate better and realises that he is not the monster he is made out to be. So what exactly turned Kai into the beast he's known as? And why does the mention of prophecies seem to anger him more and more? *** He sniffs the air, then his blue eyes meet mine and shimmered that deep crimson again. As soon as our eyes meet, I feel something similar to a string pulling taut. My core throbs with a need I have never felt before as his eyes bore into mine. My heart pounds like a drumline in my chest, so loud that I am sure he could hear it. He bares his fangs in a delicious, devious grin and walks towards me, his stare knocking the wind out of me. It takes everything in me to not go to him and throw myself at his feet in submission. What was this? Why did I feel attracted to him, even when he had just ripped a young Betas throat out? He then lifts his hand and points to me. “I've come to claim my mate.” His words brought me back to reality at a screeching halt. HIS WHAT?! Book 1 - Alpha Kai Book 2 - Konstantin: The Heartless Beta