Cursed Mark

I could hear everything, even with my poor vision. I could hear their horrified gasps and the curses they rained on me. ‘She’s a murderer!’ ‘A pack slut and now a murderer! She needs to leave! We can’t live in fear in our own pack!’ Their curses overshadowed my pleas. This isn’t me—I don’t kill. I would never kill one of my own. I staggered toward where Killain stood—he was shocked. He agreed with them. “Please help me, Killain,” I begged, but he only stared. “You have brought shame to this pack, Samantha,” Killain began. “Tonight was an amazing day—a celebration for the Blood Rose Pack. You give me no choice…” “No, no, please don’t do this to me again. I’m hurt, I’m hurt…please help—” “I, Killain Black, Alpha of the Blood Rose Pack, banish you, Samantha Forbes, from the Blood Rose Pack. You have done nothing but bring shame and disgrace to this pack, and from now on, you will not be associated with Blood Rose.” The pain wasn’t torture—my mate rejecting and banishing me on the same night was torture. I fell to the ground and clutched his robe. “Please, don’t chase me away.” The guards dragged me out of the crowd and deeper into the woods. “This is where you belong! Disgrace!” They dropped me roughly and left. I staggered and tried to get up with the little strength I had left. My eyes landed on the red stain flooding the front of my dress. No, please. My stomach twisted, and I screamed in pain. My babies—not my babies, please. I can’t lose them—they’re the only thing I have left. I need to live. I can’t die—after everything.

He came into her life on a one-night stand, forever changing her fate. Kara was an ordinary girl, ostracized from the rest of society just because she was an Omega. The Northern Capital Pack was a cruel place for such. She was mistreated until a night of despair when she got entangled with the most powerful and cold-hearted Lycan king ever known, ruling over the Western Bridge Pack. She thought it was supposed to be a one-time thing, and so she left the following morning. However, the Lycan King of the Western Bridge Pack isn't the type to walk away from. When he found and captured her, she was already pregnant for him, which she hid, but for how long? Now, her destiny must change. She thought it was all about being the Lycan king's Luna, as she was his mate, but there's more mystery: the truth about the Lycan king's cold heart and the future of her own life when new dangers arrive, threatening her babies.

‼️ MATURE: 18+ EXPLICIT SCENES. "I want you on your hands and knees doctor" the alphas voice rumbled as Myra's breath hitched, her core heats with a touch that ignited her feral need for him. "Say it..." he calls with a whisper to her ears earning a shudder to her blood. but she wanted this man. Craved him like nothing she ever felt as she whimpers in his arms. "I am yours." ******* Myra Emerson is a small-town veterinarian doctor who never backs down from the challenge, until she comes in contact with a wounded wolf, and in the process of nursing the wild beast back to health was bitten by him. This cursed bite turned her once small world upside down, changing her life forever. Now Myra has to navigate her new life as a supernatural. He is a brooding prince of darkness. A shifter from another realm. And now, she is bound to the marked claim and sired to his bond. Myra wants her old, simple life back, and to achieve that, she must trust this mysterious male to cure her curse. Which was all too challenging because to trust the prince of darkness was to sleep in a lion’s den and expect to wake up whole. And in the midst of all these, secrets are emerging… Hard ones that threatens everything she knows, and seeks to plunge her even deeper into this mysterious world. And into the arms of the powerful, strange prince.

"Call me Alpha, little wolf" Damien snarled looking at the girl who just walked into his office. "One thing that you need to understand, me being your wife does not and will NEVER mean that you're my Alpha" Natalia snapped. *************** Being born a rogue, Natalia has always wished to be part of a pack, somewhere to belong and call home. But when both Damien and Natalia’s worlds collide, in what humans call marriage; both the mafia and wolf worlds are shaken.

Nora Ainsley didn’t sign up to play hero. As a rogue-born tracker for hire, she works solo, stays broke, and minds her business. But when a missing pendant leads her into the heart of a conspiracy tied to the murder of the Silver Ash Pack’s Luna, she gets dragged into something way bigger than she ever wanted. Now she’s a suspect, a target, and holding a magical artifact every side wants to kill for. Worse, the only person offering help is Roman Vale—a masked stranger who’s got his own twisted ties to the very pack that wants Nora dead. She didn’t ask for this war, but if she doesn’t fight back, she won’t survive it.

“Ako ang nauna sa kanya sa buhay mo… Ako ang unang nagmahal sa ‘yo, Denmark. Hindi siya! Kaya akin ka na, noon pa man!” — Frances Alva Nang magdalagita si Frances Alva, alam na niya ang papel ni Denmark Mondragon sa buhay niya. Ang lalaking pakakasalan niya balang araw, ang magiging ama ng mga anak niya, ang lalaking nakalaan para sa kanya. Ngunit sa mata ni Denmark, isa lamang siyang kapatid ng kaibigan. Walang higit pa roon. Walang pagtingin. Walang puwang sa puso nito ang gaya niya. Subalit hindi niya akalain na ang tadhana mismo ang magbibigkis sa kanilang dalawa. Isang iglap, isang pagkakamaling hindi sinasadya, naabutan sila ng kapatid sa iisang kama, at nauwi sa isang kasalang mali na sa simula pa lang… dahil may ibang mahal ang binata. Ngayon, nakatali na sila sa biglaang kasal. Kasalang walang pagmamahal at puno ng sakit dahil sa paraan ng pakikitungo nito. Magkakapuwang pa kaya siya sa puso ng binata? May pag-asa pa kaya siyang mahalin ni Denmark? O mauuwi lang ito sa pusong sugatan?

“Are you a virgin?” It should have embarrassed her. Instead, the raw restraint in his eyes made her heart tremble. “Yes,” she whispered. “But don’t stop. Please.” …. "I have only three conditions," he stated, his voice as cold as the diamond on her finger. "First, I can’t stand clingy women. Second, falling in love with me is strictly forbidden. And third? Whoever we choose to sleep with is our own business." … Three years ago, Ashley Barton made a bargain she could never truly win. To secure her freedom, she buried her true identity and lived as an omega, all to make Alpha Rowan fall in love with her for who she was. On the night they were meant to complete their mating, Ashley walked into hell. Her best friend was tangled in the sheets with the man who was supposed to claim her. Ashley ran. Under the full moon, raw with grief and desperation, fate found her anyway. In the wilderness, she collided with a powerful Alpha, dangerous, dominant, and unreadable. Pain blurred into desire. The bond snapped into place. He marked her. Claimed her. Bound their souls together in blood and moonlight. By dawn, he was gone. Just the echo of his presence and the weight of his mark burned into her skin left. She was humiliated and cast out like trash. That was when Ashley broke. She went home, bowed her head, and accepted the arranged marriage she had once sworn to escape. Fate, however, was unkind. Her fiancé was the very Alpha who had claimed and marked her, yet when they met again, he did not recognize her at all. To him, she was a stranger. Instead, he offered her a one-year contract marriage, cold, controlled, and bound by rules meant to suffocate emotion.

All my life, I’ve paid for a crime I didn’t commit, being born the daughter of an ex-tyrant Alpha. For that, I’ve been bullied, hated, stripped of everything… even my rank. But nothing hurt more than falling for the one man who despises me most, Alpha Kael. The same man who cursed me with a mark I can’t erase. Just when I thought my life was over, he came. Alpha Rex. Mysterious, ruthless… and willing to wait for a heart too broken to love again. But love in our world comes with blood, betrayal, and impossible choices. And when the past comes hunting, no one leaves unscathed.

They were supposed to kill each other. But a mistake caused them to get tangled. And now the moon goddess herself has decided their fate. She will do anything to get rid of him. He will do anything to make sure they never end up together. But where does the line start to blur? And where does fate become love?

“Beg, little mate. Let’s hear how sweet you sound when you’re desperate.” “She won’t beg for you. She’ll crawl to me, just like she should.” “Pathetic. Both of you. She already knows she belongs to me.” Dahlia thought her biggest problem was surviving college with her dignity intact. Blackridge Academy was brutal enough—where dominance and bloodlines meant everything. She already endured the cruel whispers, the “waste of tuition” insults, and a boyfriend who flirted with other girls while she clung to him, desperate not to lose the only affection she thought she had. But her quiet misery ended the night her cheating boyfriend breaks up with her. The searing pain across her chest was more than just fate. It was three mate marks. Knox Rivers — her brother’s best friend, the brilliant Alpha-to-be who can’t stand that his weak, bullied mate is her. Jace Blackmoor — the Lycan King’s golden son, cruel playboy, who laughs at the bond and swears he’ll break her until she kneels. Zayne Lachlan — the hybrid everyone fears, a dangerous artist with hands stained in rumors of blood, who stares at her like she’s his salvation…and his curse. Dahlia becomes the academy’s obsession, the girl with three marks who doesn’t deserve even one. Her boyfriend fears her. The other girls retreat from her. Everyone hates her. And yet… her three mates won’t let anyone else touch her. Not out of love. Out of possession. And possession comes with a price.