Furby Curse

Once, Ethan Seedorf had everything—wealth, power, and admiration. But after an accident left him confined to a wheelchair, he was cast aside and forgotten. Isla Carter was the unwanted daughter of a rich family, forced into a marriage no one cared about. She never expected anything from her cold and bitter husband—until she told him, "Your legs can be healed." What started as an arranged marriage became something more. As Ethan stood up again and reclaimed his power, the world watched in shock. But no one was more surprised than those who once looked down on Isla—because the man everyone wanted now only had eyes for his wife.

Selena White is a young woman who has always felt different from the other wolves in her pack. She is the only white wolf, and she is often bullied and ostracized because of it. But Selena has a secret: she is not just a white wolf, she is also a powerful shapeshifter. One day, Selena's pack is attacked by a group of rogue wolves. Selena is the only one who can stop them, but she is injured in the battle. When she wakes up, she finds that she has lost her memories. She doesn't remember who she is, or what her place is in the pack. Selena must find a way to regain her memories and her powers. But even more importantly, she must find a way to accept herself for who she is, even if she is different from the other wolves.

Carmilla Westwood never imagined her life would be sold with a signature. Forced into a marriage with Evans Reeds—the darkly seductive and merciless heir to the most feared werewolf pack, she is thrown into a savage world where power reigns and weakness is hunted. To the pack, she’s an outsider. Unworthy. Breakable. But Carmilla isn’t as fragile as she looks. As she battles the brutal hierarchy and Evans’ infuriating dominance, a twisted attraction begins to burn between them—wild, wicked, and dangerously consuming. Then she uncovers a chilling truth, the powerful family she now calls hers might be the ones who destroyed her past. She was forced to be his Luna... but she might just become his downfall.

A century ago, the head of the powerful Gilbert family in the capital made a cruel remark: "A woman who can't bear sons is nothing but a hen that lays no eggs." His words provoked forces beyond his understanding, and brought a generational curse upon his bloodline. Since then, every Gilbert man has faced the same fate: on his 30th birthday, he begins to grow feathers and wings... until he fully transforms into a clucking, egg-laying hen. The only way to break the curse? Marry a girl born on a rare, fated date, the Cursebreaker. Both my sister, Ruby Larson, and I were born under that date. In my previous life, Sean Gilbert, the cursed heir to the Gilbert fortune, asked for Ruby's hand in marriage. To protect her, I took her place and married into the Gilbert family myself. However, Ruby thought I had betrayed her for money. She livestreamed her suicide. Sean never forgave me. From that day on, he despised me with everything he had.

Meet Amelia, a girl who had no idea that she would be drawn back to the past in order to fix her future. A little girl from California, just wanting to fit in despite the odds around her. When her mother died, she was devastated. There was no other option than to live with her father who as gradually becoming a thorn in her flesh and that eventually led to the circumstances that killed her. As if she has not been through enough and death was the best punishment she could have asked for, she reunites with her mother in a bardo state and instead of her mother allowing them to spend some time together, she decides to send her to another time and age to break a family's curse that she didn't knew existed leaving her with a necklace that can either make or mar her. She has a past she dreads going back, a future she can't envision and worse of all, a present she cannot cope with. So what will she do when she finds herself being reborn in the past and given a chance to save her future and that of the world? Will she back down because she already hates her very own existence or will she fight for the generation yet to be born?

Lucas was cursed on his day of eloping with his partner to never be remembered once he disappears from anyone's line of sight. He is able to find love with multiple people within their lifetime, but as long as they turn their back on him, he is gone from their memory. Will he be able to make anyone remember him to be able to leave a mark on this world?

“So you’re a virgin, then.” He says it so blatantly it rattles me to the core. “No! I mean, would it matter if I were?” “I suppose not,” he muses, his gaze shifting back to me. “But when I look at you, I want to violently fuck you until you cannot move for days.” ---- On a hiking trip with a friend, Meara accidently breaks an ancient curse, releasing a powerful Alpha from another time. He wants revenge from who imprisoned him as much as he wants her, and Meara may be the only one who can stop him. But she has a life she isn't ready to give up. And yet, there is no escaping a seductive Alpha and a deadly curse that has been unleashed across her Pack that threatens her life.

In the unforgiving hands of her pack, who see her as nothing but trash, Selena's life takes a dark turn as she's falsely accused of attempting to kill the alpha's heir. Condemned by pack law, she faces the dreaded Alpha Hunter for execution, only to discover he is her fated mate. She is spared, but the truth of Alpha Hunter's pretentious love strikes, leaving her heartbroken. What does fate have in store for Selena as she chooses to venture into the dangerous world of werewolves with nothing but her unborn babies? Will the world consume her with more lies and deceit, or perhaps offer a second chance at love? Alpha Hunter won't stop at anything to find her. He desperately wants her back but will he be able to win Selena's heart again?

“I don’t negotiate, I take. But just this once… name it.” Ryker’s voice was low, commanding. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.” Serena’s heart pounded. He had taken everything from her, her freedom, her choices, her life. And now, he was acting like he could grant her a wish? “Huh?” “Yes, speak your desire and I will make it a command.” “Anything?” He nodded, his grip firm around her waist, his golden eyes locked on her. “Then I want your life. I want you dead!” Silence filled the room. Serena braced herself for his anger. But instead, Ryker smiled. “Alright.” Before she could react, he turned and said, “Bring me a knife.” The blade was cold in her hands, her fingers shaking as she clutched it. This was her chance, her revenge. The moment she had dreamed of. She didn’t hesitate. The knife plunged into his chest. His body fell. His blood spilled. And yet, moments later… he was standing right in front of her. Serena’s breath caught in her throat. She looked down, his lifeless body was still on the floor. But he… he was alive. Watching her. Smirking. “You got what you wanted,” he said. “Now, it’s my turn.” She had tried to kill the monster who killed her father right in front of her. But monsters don’t die so easily. And now, she was his. “Welcome to my world.”

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.