Female Slenderman

Ariel and I married into the Jahn family—and got knocked up around the same time. I landed Edmond, the older brother and a hotshot forensic pathologist. She got Philip, the cop. At six months pregnant, I started bleeding. Instead of rushing me to the ER, Edmond dragged me into an OR. "Keyla was in a car crash. Messed up her leg. Whatever this is, deal with it later. Help her first." Ariel tried yanking me out, but Philip was already outside, blocking the door. "Keyla's the patient. If you've got an ounce of medical ethics, you'll save her." We were trapped. So, we did the surgery. Then Keyla had someone cut us open and dump our bodies in the woods. We died hating them all. Edmond and Philip didn't figure it out till they dug us up—too little, way too late.

My brother-in-law passed away in an accident. Out of pity for his widow, my husband decided to be the breadwinner for both families. After that, my husband and son both gave all their love to my widowed sister-in-law. On her birthday, my husband and son reserved a restaurant in town for her party. I was plucking corn in the field when I started bleeding, a sign that I was miscarrying. I called my husband, begging him to come home and take me to the hospital. However, he scolded me angrily, calling me a liar. “What the hell are you talking about? I haven’t touched you in months! How could you be pregnant?” My son grabbed the phone impatiently as well. “Mom, the teacher said lying is wrong! Aunt Laura’s blowing out the candles now, bye!” We had been married for seven years, yet they had completely forgotten that today was my birthday too. Despairing, I dialed another number. “Mother, I changed my mind. I’m going back to inherit the clinic.”

All because of Leo Cullen’s words, I gave up a place at a top-tier university in Ceres and stayed behind to retake the entrance exams with him—three times. By the fourth year, a girl arrived at our cram school, and Leo forgot the promise we made. He started skipping class, picking fights, smoking—doing everything but studying. One day, I stood at the school gate, blocking his path with a textbook in hand as he tried to ditch class. He smirked, unimpressed, and blew a bubble with his gum, letting it stick to the ends of my hair. “Naomi…,” he began, “who still cares about studying these days?” So I stopped caring and avoided him entirely. When he fooled around in the classroom, I went to the library. When he played basketball, I sat in a quiet corner with my books. Even when I craved noodles from my favorite shop, I’d scan the room first to make sure he wasn’t there. “Are you avoiding me, Naomi?” he asked later, his face in a frown. I shook my head. “Why would you think that?”

When we were about to head to the amusement park, my Beta boyfriend, Drew, brought along a woman and her daughter. There happened to be one seat short in the car. Drew told me to get out and give my seat to the two of them. “Laura has a kid with her. Let them go first. I’ll come back for you later,” he said. I calmly stepped out and watched as the car slowly pulled away from the pack. Three hours later, they arrived at the amusement park for the fireworks and feast. When a friend asked Drew why he still hadn’t come back to get me, Drew was patiently helping Laura light a giant firework. He wasn’t in a rush at all and even said, “It’ll be fine if I pick Sienna up later. She won’t mind. I’ll coax her a bit, and she’ll stop being mad.” Anger only worked on people who cared about someone. My dad, mom, and brother never cared, and now, not even Drew cared anymore. It was time for me to leave for good.

Every week, mt mate Alpha Bruce dragged a new side-chick into our bed. Right in front of me. They clawed at each other like I didn't exist. Each time felt like silver shredding through my chest, my wolf howling from the inside out. He did it to hurt me. On purpose. Over and over. Using their bodies to spit on what we used to be. Then came our ten-year anniversary banquet. He waltzed in with his side-piece—Moye. Five years he'd been screwing her. She wore my heels. My custom gown. Even the mate ring and necklace I once thought meant forever. Bruce stood there, smirking in front of the whole pack. "Don't like what she's wearing? Strip yours and hand it over. And don't bother coming to my bed tonight—she's a hundred times better." The room howled with laughter. I was the punchline. But I stood up, met his eyes, and said, "I want to break the bond." He snorted. "You've said that, what, a hundred times? I'm over it. You begged me to mark you, remember? Gave up your pride for that Luna crown." More laughter. But what none of them saw coming? This time, I was done. Done with him. Done with the Luna title. Done chasing something dead. I was ready to sever the mate bond—for real.

Everyone says Brandon Foster loves me to the bone. I'm the only one who knows he has a secret lover—a poor student I once sponsored. On our wedding night, he brushed me off with the excuse of needing to entertain the guests. In truth, he was busy fooling around with her. Well, I don't care about that anymore. I have cancer, and my time is running out. I don't expect him and his lover to both lose their minds when they find out, though.

My husband, Fabian Hunt, is a neurologist. To spend the rest of his life with his colleague, Yelena Walker, he's been working day and night in the lab for the last three months. Finally, he succeeds in developing an experimental drug that can erase memories. I happen to see his tablet one day. He forgets to log out of his account, so I go through his chat history. Yelena: "Fabe, when can we finally be together without hiding?" Fabian: "Darling, just wait a little longer. Once I switch Anya's vitamin pills for the experimental drug, she'll lose her memory. After that, she'll ask for a divorce herself, and I won't have to take any blame." In an instant, I feel a chill run down my spine. So, he's willing to erase my memories of our time together just to get me to leave him. Since that's the case, I'll give the adulterous pair what they want. But when I start to forget one anniversary after another, Fabian asks me in a panic, "Anya, how can you forget everything about me?"

There has never been a female Alpha until Amani Constantine. She was once the future Alpha of the Bloodmoon pack—a pack that was completely annihilated under the order of the Alpha King. In one night, Amani lost her parents and entire pack, spared only for being the fated mate of Prince Malakai, the son of the Alpha King and heir to the throne. She despises the Alpha King and harbors equal animosity towards Malakai, who is determined to mold Amani into the most obedient mate. However, submission goes against Amani’s very nature; she is an Alpha through and through, but she is a wolf-less Alpha, unable to shift. Branded as a defect, a flaw, and an abomination to their kind, Amani struggles with her identity. When the wolf inside her finally awakens, will she stand by her mate’s side and ascend as the next Luna Queen? Or will Amani step into her role as the Alpha she was destined to be and seek her revenge for the slaughter of Bloodmoon?

As Isabelle fights to claim her rightful place as the Alpha, she finds herself entangled in a dark and dangerous game. Being the daughter of the Alpha, it is her birthright to assume leadership when the time is right. However, not everyone in the pack is receptive to the idea of a female wielding power, including her own father. Forced by him, Isabelle reluctantly accepts an arranged marriage with a wolf of his choosing. But fate has a cruel twist in store when she is rejected and left to face the consequences of her father's decisions. Now, Isabelle has no choice but to comply with her father's terms until she is officially named the Alpha. Yet, she harbors dangerous secrets that could be exploited against her, and there is one relentless individual who relentlessly pursues her until he achieves his desires. In a world where the boundaries between duty and desire become blurred, the path to becoming a future Alpha becomes a treacherous minefield.

Vladimir has been abused for over fifteen years for killing a female from the Silver Pack. His wolf, Derayu, is feral he can't be trusted, and Vladimir struggles to keep him locked inside his mind. But what will happen when he finds a way to break free from the prison Vladimir put around him? Elena is strong, confident, and the best vampire huntress from all over Romania. Her wolf, Mia, falls in love with Vladimir soon after she meets him. Will her wish come true, and one day, she will mark her mate? Or will Elena's past knock on her door and force her to decide to be with Vladimir or get her revenge? What will happen when Elena and Vladimir meet? Can two different persons find peace and love and accept each other the way they are? Join Elena and Vladimir in a story that will take on adventures while they try to resolve some mysteries from the past.