Cursed Blood Pot

Ripples of want clenched around his finger and my eyes snapped closed, forgetting I was cursed and shouldn't want this— “Already dripping from how much you milked from me. Fuck…” I choked on a groan. ——— A Cursed Heir. A Dangerous Alpha. After a brutal assassination leaves her orphaned at eight, Willa is heir to lead the Moonveil Pack. Only a child then, her uncle took over the Alpha role. A role he was greedy to leave when the young woman came off age. But the goddess seemed to fail her even more when her first love mysteriously bled to death while they made love for the first time. This dark event sparked rumors that any male who slept with her was cursed to die. Branded cursed, the traumatized Willa lost her wolf and was savagely exiled by her own uncle, who hunted her in other to keep the Alpha title. Willa strayed into a pack, but was captured and accused of a crime she knew nothing about and now found herself at the mercy of Nox, the ruthless Alpha of the Starfall Pack. A predator she couldn't avoid needing to regain all she had lost – her wolf, her title, her freedom.

For centuries, the Bloodmoon Curse has haunted the Blackveil Pack. Every Alpha who dares to take a Luna meets a violent death within a year. Desperate to break the curse, Alpha Dorian Nightbane makes an unthinkable choice he will take a bride already marked for death. Enter Seraphina Vale, the last witch of a fallen coven, sentenced to burn at dawn. When Dorian interrupts her execution, offering her marriage instead of death, she laughs in his face.A witch wedding an Alpha? Madness. But when she learns the truth that Dorian doesn’t plan to survive their union either Seraphina sees an opportunity. The curse is tied to a hidden enemy, and only by staying close to the doomed Alpha can she uncover the dark secret behind it. Bound by a mate bond neither of them wanted, Dorian and Seraphina must survive a year together before the curse claims its next victim. The catch? The closer they grow, the stronger the curse fights back. But Seraphina is not just a helpless bride. She is a witch of blood and fire, and if death comes for her mate she will burn the world down to stop it.

Updated Mondays, Wednesday & Fridays Alpha Avery Waters, of the Crescent Moon pack, has been looking for his luna with no luck. That is until his twenty-third birthday party that is being thrown by the Red Moon pack. There Alpha Avery finds his luna, a slave named Haley Riveria. Avery forces the Red Moon Alpha, Jake Miller, to give him Haley given that she is his mate and he is bound by werewolf law. This makes Alpha Jake unhappy to lose his favorite play toy. Alpha Avery must work hard to gain her trust and get her to accept the mate bond. However, Haley knows she is cursed and must protect her secret at all costs from Alpha Avery. It could cost him his life, but the more she gets to know him the more she struggles to keep the mate bond at bay. Will Haley be able to break the curse or will her existence kill her mate?

Blurb Bella is a 23-year-old doctor and a Limelight(a werewolf who practices magic). She and her people are cast aside from the rest of the werewolf world because of their curse. But when she is summoned to Moonshire by a cold Alpha king ( who lost his Luna to death.) to treat his omega. She is faced with a whole new world and is caught in a war between rival packs. But as she falls for the cold alpha king named Zayn, she must decide whether to embrace her powers or run from them. As Bella and Zayn continue to grow closer, they must navigate the complicated politics of their supernatural world. Zayn's status as an alpha king makes him a target for rival packs, and Bella's powers make her a target for those who would seek to control her. The two of them must learn to trust each other and work together to survive. But as their feelings for each other deepen, they must face the difficult truth: that their worlds are not meant to collide. And when a dark truth from Zayn's past surfaces, Bella must make the ultimate sacrifice to save him. Will their love surpass all obstacles or will it be drowned in a world of lust, thirst for power and magic?!

It was the year of 1500 and it was currently the Medieval Times. There was a Kingdom somewhere in Europe named Argania which was ruled by King Natan many years from now. In the Moonlit night and starry skies, a twin sisters was born with a case of being an Albino which is a rare occurrence on their Land and they were named Yve and Luna. As they grew up they were kept isolated away from the crowd to avoid dangerous circumstance that might arouse the Arganians curiousity. After a certain year, a plague suddenly arises on their land completely wiping away numbers of population in the Kingdom of Argania and the only cure they believe about is the Blood of an Albino. Will Yve and Luna be able to survive together from selfish and brutal deeds the people intended to do with their bodies? Will they be able to survive the crisis they are facing and the revelation that are bound to come?

When Lena's wolf doesn't show up on her first shift, her life falls apart. She is left broken and alone after being rejected by her mate and held responsible for her family's bad luck. However, when rumors of an ancient curse start to spread, Lena embarks on a dangerous journey to lift the curse, regain her position, and discover her real strength. In a world where power is essential, she needs to depend on a mysterious and intimidating Alpha named Kaden, who controls her destiny. As a team, they will confront dangerous foes, deceit, and their own inner demons. But Lena must decide: will she trust the man who could save her, or will she fall into the danger her curse threatens to create?

A mountain, once a towering monument to man's ambition, now sobbed rust and decay. Its skeletal skyscrapers clawed at a sky choked with ash, an endless darkness that reflected the desolation below. Here, where survival was a brutal equation of scavenged scraps and desperate violence, whispers clung to the crumbling ruins like the ever-present dust. Whispers of a legend, a shadow lurking in the deepest, forgotten heart of the mountain: a monster. They called him the Blood King, a name hissed with fear and reverence. Not just another vampire, but a predator whose power had once threatened to consume all of man-kind. He is said to be so great that no one was a match to his strength, his wrath so terrible, that the ancients themselves, the very inventors of their shadowed presence, had deemed him too dangerous to roam free. They imprisoned him, not in chains of iron, but in a cage of blood. A cage that could only be unlocked by the one whose essence was his destined key, his chosen one. A cruel contradiction, a punishment designed to bind him for eternity. Unknown to them all that the blood king’s chosen one was a human adventurer, who lived for the thrill and would do anything for a fearful adventure.

My wife's soul mate had Rh negative blood just like me. In order to make my wife happy, he donated his bone marrow to me then committed suicide. I was put on the blame for his death. Everyone blamed me for killing him. My wife who received his suicide note went crazy. She started to draw blood from my body. She was extremely cruel. "You owe that to me. He would not have died if not because of you. I am only returning to him something that did not belong to you." When the soul mate reappeared, my wife started looking for me like crazy. She did not know that I had died for losing too much blood.

“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.

Araya has given up on love. Reeling from a heartbreak, she makes a spontaneous decision to leave everything behind and move to a new town hoping to start over. Unbeknownst to her, she’s settled in a world she didn’t even know existed. She soon finds herself caught in the middle as the object of affection between two warring species. Has love given up on her? Will she be able to resist?