Danganronpa Ghost Au Novels & Stories

On her eighteenth birthday, Luna expected a fated mate; instead, she received a death sentence. Publicly rejected by Alpha Kael of the Silvercrest Pack, the "useless Omega" is left for dead in the snow. But Luna doesn't die. She vanishes, carrying a secret that could rewrite werewolf history: her blood runs silver, marking her as the lost heir to the Alpha King. Five years later, the Omega is dead, and a Goddess has risen. Luna returns as a world-renowned biochemist and billionaire CEO of Blackwood Industries, backed by the most terrifying man in the supernatural underworld: Dante Blackwood, a rogue billionaire who treats her like a queen and kills like a monster. When a lethal virus strikes Silvercrest, the pack is forced to beg for Luna's help. Kael is haunted by the ghost of the girl he threw away, but the woman who returns doesn't want his apologies—she wants his empire. As the mate bond claws at Kael’s sanity, Luna must choose between the destiny that broke her and the "Monster" who put her back together. In a world of teeth and title, the Omega won’t just survive; she will reign.

I was hired to eliminate the untouchable. Matt Davis, the ruthless leader of Lawson City. I took my shot, but instead of hitting him, he caught the bullet with his hand. At that moment, my existence as a ghost ended. What followed was a swift and terrifying punishment: hours of forced intimacy that broke both my training and my will. I pleaded for death, but Matt wouldn’t grant it. He claimed my submission was the sweetest thing he’d ever known and swore I would never leave his side, chaining me to his dark world forever. Now, I live in luxury, spoiled by the man who broke my virginity, fighting off the pain of my violation and the shock of his protection. The organization that hired me knows I failed and is coming for me, convinced I have the key to defeating their obstacle. They want me dead, and Matt, my captor, is my only shield. In the middle of this war, I realized the monster who shattered me is the only one who truly sees me. I confessed my love, and now, bound by chains and vows, we fight side-by-side.

Aurelia I was the invisible daughter and the perfect Luna—until my fated mate traded our bond for my sister’s bed. While they celebrated their true heir, I was rotting in a dungeon, losing my unborn pup and my wolf in a pool of blood. He refused to reject me, intending to keep me as his wolfless slave. But I would rather die than stay. I severed my bonds in a forbidden ritual and fled into the shadows of a rival pack. I am a ghost now. A wolfless healer rising from the ashes. I thought I was safe in the dark... until I met the King. Julian I rule with blood and iron. Love was a fairy tale for the weak—until I saw her. Behind her silent, stoic mask lie the jagged scars of a brutal past. My court of vipers thinks a wolfless Queen is a weakness. Let them try me. I will tear the throat out of anyone who dares to touch what is mine. I am ready to burn the world to keep her safe, but can I ever breach the walls around her scarred heart? Or will her past consume us both?

I tried to die a hundred times to make him notice me. For two years, I was Shawn Scott’s wife in name only—an unwanted bride bound by a scandal, left to live in the shadow of another woman. My parents only saw my faults. My husband only saw my mistakes. As for me? I saw no way out. Every time I tried to end it, I’d wake up again, bruised and humiliated. I was greeted not with concern, but accusations such as "Why are you so selfish, Zoe Jennings?" or "Why can’t you be more like your sister Yvonne?" It wasn’t until my hundredth suicide attempt that I finally understood: I was the only one fighting for a love that never existed. So, I stopped. I walked away. I disappeared. I gave them what they wanted—my absence. However, when I left, the man who never looked at me twice started chasing the ghost of the woman he thought he knew. By the time he realized what he truly lost, I was already learning how to live again.

Two years ago, Marilyn Oxford walked out on the most powerful man in the city after treating him like a disposable escort. That single act of reckless pride wounded Raymond Stewart deeper than any business betrayal ever had.    For Raymond, the $500 note wasn't just insulting. It was a declaration of war from a woman who didn't know who he was. He spent the last 24 months hunting her with the same ruthless focus he uses to crush competitors. He doesn't want love. He wants dominance. He wants to make her beg, to make her take every dollar back, to make her admit that she belongs to him. For Marilyn, that night was survival. It was her ‘F*ck you' to the boyfriend who destroyed her on her 21st birthday. She has spent two years rebuilding herself: top of her class, therapy, career-first, never again letting a man control her pleasure or her future. The last thing she needs is the ghost of her ‘best orgasm’, showing up as her terrifying new boss.

You want a divorce?" Louis’s voice was cold, unreadable. "Yes," I typed on my iPad. "And this time, I won’t beg." For five years, I was nothing more than a ghost in my own marriage. A substitute bride, a deaf and mute wife who meant nothing to him. Louis never looked at me, never touched me. He paraded his mistresses in front of me, making sure I knew my place, nowhere. But I had secrets of my own. I wasn’t deaf. And I wasn’t weak. When I was kidnapped, I expected Louis to come for me. He didn’t. His indifference shattered me, but it also set me free. I made a deal with the devil, a dangerous man who helped me blackmail my own husband. If Louis wouldn’t let me go, I would destroy him. But things spiraled out of control. Now, I’m trapped. Not just between two dangerous men but between my heart and my freedom. Because despite everything… I think I still love him.

[WARNING: SMUTTY PARANORMAL ROMANCE WITH AN OBSESSIVE, POSSESSIVE MMC. DETAILED SMUT AND VIOLENCE.] “Touch her and die.” That’s the first thing Caelum Veyr says to the world after he claims me. I’m no one. A ghost girl in a rotting slum. Unwanted, forgotten, one breath away from death. Until he appears. Violet-eyed, terrifying and kills the man who tried to take me. He says I’m not human, something called a Null. A freak who makes death unravel just by existing. So he forces me into a blood-marriage. Chains me to his supernatural empire., says I belong to him now. The worst part? I want to belong to him. Even though his touch kills, even though every kiss might break the world, even though the prophecy says I’m the end of everything. Now the Death Courts want me erased. The gods fear what I carry, my power is growing. My name is turning divine. And Caelum? He says he’d die for me. Too bad I’d burn the realms for him first.

I used to believe fate was cruel. Taken as a child. Forgotten by the family who should have fought for me. And bound to an Alpha who only ever looked at someone else. For three years, I’ve lived as his wife in name only— a ghost in my own home, unwanted and unloved. When I told Matthias I was pregnant, I thought something might change. But his golden eyes burned with fury. He called me a liar. A mistake. A deceiver. Then she came back. The sister I thought I’d lost forever. The woman he grieved. The one he truly loved. The one his mating bond was connected to. Now, just as I’d walked away and reclaimed my freedom, Matthias decides he wants me back. But it’s too late. Because Alpha Cassiel Aldric—the coldest, most respected Alpha of them all, held me tight… and said, “Mate. You are mine.” Now I’m caught between two Alphas: One who threw me away. And one who would burn the world to claim me.

His fingers ghost along her thigh, feather-light, promising ruin. 'Beg for it, principessa,' he murmurs against her ear, 'or I'll make you come until you forget your own name. Again.'" ______ In the shadowed empires of Europe, Elara Voss is the untouchable princess of the German mafia—beautiful, pure, and groomed for absolute loyalty. But beneath her poised exterior burns a secret craving for chaos. Dante Russo, the ruthless king of Rome's underworld, sees her once and obsesses. With eyes like black fire and a reputation for taking what he craves, he orchestrates her kidnapping on the eve of her arranged marriage, forcing her into vows at gunpoint. Now captive in his Rome penthouse, Elara is bound by his rules and if she breaks any, punishments are slow and sinful—teasing touches that leave her trembling, belts that burn, vibrators that torment until defiance melts into desperate whimpers and slick need. She fights back fiercely but every clash deepens the addiction. What starts as vengeance twists into craving, for both predator and prey. In a game of empires and betrayal, one question lingers—who will corrupt whom completely?

When I was born, my father left me to die beside my mother's corpse in the fields. Why? Because I looked like a ghost—white hair, white eyes—and the chaos that followed my birth terrified him. He didn’t even give me a name. Twenty years later, I’m still wolfless. Still the family punching bag. Still hated by the entire pack. And when the Alpha’s son, my mate and my step-sister framed me, I was sentenced to death by hanging. But death never came. Instead, I was claimed by another mate. The devil himself. Primus Alexander of the Theriakon Pack. The most feared, merciless creature to ever walk the earth. His goal? Find or mold a strong mate and produce an heir. My goal? Find peace, maybe even freedom. Easy enough. Or so I thought. But what happens when friends, loyal subjects and even family try every means to kill me? Because the deeper we fall, the more I uncover the terrifying truth—about his need for a child… and worse what he really is.