Fan Made Death Battle

How bad can it get? A powerful Alpha male saddled with making a choice between three females; A prisoner wolf, a rogue, and his love interest. Would betrayal, hidden identities, struggle for power, and painful decisions play a part in destroying the Alpha king or would it shed more light on his quest for victory?

Fifteen years ago, a werewolf maid abducted the youngest daughter of Jacob Ylva and Sereina Ylva causing anxiety and trauma to the couple. Celeste was still fifteen years old at that time while her younger sister was still five years old. Later on, Celeste Louve Ylva took over Ylva's firms so her parents felt at ease whereas her sister was taken from them by a maid. She familiarized herself quickly with the business environment because they had numerous business partners, workers, and even clients. She doesn't want her parents to be stressed out any further. Celeste's parents gave her her mansion and several of their butlers, maids, and security guards. One day, while she was on her way to her café, she received an email from her private investigator requesting him to gather some evidence to determine the suspect and her sister, but to her surprise, a vampire disguised herself as a maid with her frightening smile, crimson-red eyes, and fangs terrified her. The maid is a vampire, not a werewolf. What is the real motive for the vampire to abduct and ignite the fire between the vampire and the werewolf? Celeste was befuddled, and she wanted to clear her thoughts since she had a lot of appointments the next day. She met her mate by chance while taking a break at the beach. Will her mate support her in settling everything?

A story of secret love and affection. Silver Desmond is secretly Inlove with theo without him knowing but unfortunately he falls Inlove with her kid sister and all she felt was jealousy. Watch out what happens when she finds out that theo proposed to her kid sister.

He was supposed to marry a woman. He ended up addicted to a man he tried to destroy. Kyren De Santos is the crown prince of a brutal mafia dynasty, filthy rich, devastatingly cold, and born to obey. His father rules with violence and expects absolute loyalty, including marrying Anna, the perfect mafia princess. But on his birthday, one drunken mistake threatens to unravel everything. Alastair, a soft-spoken waiter with too many dreams and too little love, offers Kyren a night of comfort he didn’t ask for and a connection he can’t stop craving. What begins in the shadows of a nightclub bathroom spirals into a toxic obsession. Kyren hates how much he needs Alastair. So he does what he’s been taught to do: punish what he loves. Until the night Kyren chooses his father’s approval over Alastair’s life. But monsters always come back. When Kyren returns, darker and deadlier than before, love is no longer enough. There’s blood on their hands. A wife in the picture. And a father who wants Alastair erased forever. In a world of lies, lust, and legacy… Will Kyren kill for love… or will he let it die? Dark, Obsessive and Queer. “The Devil you Made me” is a Mafia MM Romance soaked in betrayal, redemption, and a love so violent it might ruin them both.

I'm seven months along with my second pregnancy when a truck almost hits me. My husband threatens the doctor like a maniac. "I'll make all of you retire prematurely if anything goes wrong with my wife!" Before I enter the operating theater, I can't help thinking he's being too anxious. The truck merely brushed past me and made me fall. He doesn't need to be so panicked. However, when I open my eyes again, I find that my belly is flat. I crawl out of bed in a panic and head to the door, where I overhear Lucian Jacobe talking to the doctor. "Mrs. Jacobe wasn't in a major accident, sir. The child could've been saved. Why did you insist on aborting it? It was a baby boy, too." "Jenny will cry if she finds out about me having children with another woman. How can I bear to see her upset? It's not my first time doing something like this, anyway."

Rainy nights in Sicelia were always thick with the stench of rust and gunpowder. Rumors had circulated that the newly appointed Don of the Romano family, one of the most powerful mafia clans, had been badly disfigured in a fire. His temper had grown brutal, and three fiancées had already been driven to terror. When the news reached the Deluca family estate, my so-called sister had collapsed in tears and begged me to take her place and honor the engagement. I had watched her act in silence before kicking her to the floor. I had said calmly, "When I was brought back into this family, you were afraid of losing your status. You rushed to secure the marriage alliance to protect your position. Now that your fiancé is disfigured and you can't bear to face that scarred monster, you want to shove me into the flames instead?" At that moment, my childhood sweetheart had burst through the door. He bent down and helped my fake sister to her feet, his concern plain to see. "Elena, don't be so ungrateful," he snapped. "This marriage was yours from the beginning. Now it's simply returning to its rightful owner. Tomorrow, I'll be holding a grand wedding with Rosa. As for you, you can obediently go and serve that monster." My parents had stormed in as well, pointing at me and cursing without restraint. As I looked at the selfish faces before me, I drew a slow breath. Resolve hardened in my eyes. "Fine," I had said quietly. "Then all of you can come down to hell with me."

Elena thought she would never mate with anyone in her life because she didn't trust men: her pack's Alpha possessed her twin sister at a very young age of her, and her father ran a business selling other girls including her best friend. All the men in the world were dirty, cunning, selfish, violent bastards to her, until she met Alpha Archer. But just when she was finally able to trust, he cut off their mate bond.

In a world where forbidden love and ancient prophecies collide, Maeve, an outcast from birth, finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of power and betrayal. As the last of the triplet sisters, her uniqueness is both her curse and her strength. When her unexpected mate bond with not one, but three Lycan kings shatters their world, an unforeseen evil rises, threatening to tear them apart. With a destiny marked by sacrifice and redemption, Maeve must navigate a treacherous path, where the boundaries between love and darkness blur, and the ultimate price for survival may be her very soul.

20 years after the death of her father, Zeiah has grown up without knowing the true identity of her mother. She was raised by her mother Althea like an ordinary girl. Until one night when they were attacked by a gigantic monster that she had never seen in her entire life. Someone discovered their existence and her mother did her best to protect her. Clueless about the events unfolding in front of her Zeiah managed to escape without her mom but before that, she was instructed to go into the kingdom of Zeurion and head directly into the Rayon castle to find the person that could help her. She thought bringing herself in the City of Zeurion and finding her mom's true identity would be the last thing she would do to fulfill every question that keeps on crashing into her mind but unfortunately, she was wrong because stepping inside of Zeurion's City will be a matter of choice between her fate and love. What would she do? Zeiah has a choice but whatever it is, would it bring a great change into her life especially when the battle begins?

I used to be the most promising composer of my generation. But while I was working on my latest piece, my husband Charles Lambert's childhood friend destroyed everything I had. She slashed my face, stole my compositions, and set fire to my house—leaving me to burn alive alongside the kitten I'd just adopted. Then, as if my death were just a spark for her success, she posted my compositions online, claiming I'd plagiarized her. And people believed her. Everyone did. Strangers on the internet sneered and spat my name, and my own husband, Charles, chose to believe her over me. Even the International Musical Society rescinded my award and handed it to her without a second thought. My students, who once followed me loyally, were now fawning over her. I became the laughingstock of the entire internet—mocked, discredited, erased. It wasn't until a week later, when someone stumbled upon the charred remains of my lakeside studio, that they found what was left of me.