Gojo Weakness Novels & Stories

“Help,” Sara whispers weakly, blood seeping from the wound her mate had cruelly inflicted. Rejected and left for dead, she lies in the darkness, waiting for the end. Pain engulfs her, both physically and emotionally. But then, through the haze of her torment, a deep, gentle voice whispers tenderly, “I’ve got you, my Little Love. I swear on my life, I would die first before I let you suffer again.” A vow is given as strong arms carry her to safety. Like a fairytale, Sara is saved at the last minute. But the mysterious Alpha Rune, who rides to her rescue, is no hero—no knight in shining armor. He is the very man who destroyed her childhood by killing her parents, the man Sara swore to take vengeance on. ##### She was his weakness Alpha Rune, the conqueror, known for his ruthless heartlessness has a little secret: He does have a heart, and it belongs to Little Miss Blue Eyes, the girl who once channeled to him. He was her salvation Abandoned, rejected, and left to die by the mate she once sacrificed everything for, Sara Lockwood has nothing left—not even her wolf. But when Alpha Rune saves her life, she’s caught between gratitude and hatred. He’s tender, protective, and unlike anyone she’s known. But he’s also the man who destroyed her childhood by killing her parents. As Sara heals under Rune’s care, old wounds reopen, and new questions arise. Can she forgive the man she’s sworn to hate? Or will her need for vengeance destroy the one chance she has at love?

Ember Thorne grew up knowing the bitter truth: weakness is a death sentence. ​On her sixteenth birthday, when the primal surge of the Shift should have remade her, she was left agonizingly human. Her failure transformed her from the beloved Beta-elect’s daughter into a pariah—a fragile, scentless Omega in the unforgiving Shadow Creek pack. For two years, she has endured the endless grind of servitude and the crushing cruelty of her Alpha, surviving only by the protective shadows cast by her twin, Elias. ​She has accepted her fate: no wolf, no mate, no escape. ​But when Alpha Kael Blackwood, the ruthless leader of the legendary Silver Moon pack, arrives for a surprise alliance meeting, he doesn't see the broken servant the pack sees. He sees her. ​He hauled me against his armored chest, the sheer force of his presence sucking the air from the room. His eyes, the color of storm clouds, bored into mine. ​“You think you can reject me?” His voice was a lethal rumble, closer than a whisper, yet loud enough to shake the walls. “You are a scentless, wolf-less weakling. Yet, you carry my soul.” ​I tried to swallow, but my throat was dust. “I am nothing. You are the Silver Moon Alpha. Reject me and spare us both the ridicule.” ​A dark smile, devoid of kindness, stretched across his face. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear, sending a jolt of fire and fear straight through me. ​“I won't reject you. You will be claimed, protected, and possessed. You are no longer Shadow Creek's shame. You are mine, Ember Thorne. And you will be the envy, the obsession, and the absolute focus of every enemy I have.”

"You think we will accept an Omega like you as our mate? You think are a match to us? We have Alpha blood running in our veins, we are born to rule this kingdom and you think a low life omega like you will rule beside us." Xavier said harshly not knowing how his words were shattering her heart into small pieces. "You are no one to us. Your existence doesn't matter to us. An Omega can never became our luna. You are nothing but a weakling and weakness has no place in our world." Dominic said. His hatred for Omega was well known in the world and the irony of his life is that he and his brother got an Omega as their mate! "W-why are you doing this? I am your mate. Moon goddess paired us t-together." Aurora said as tears streamed down her cheeks at the reaction of her mates. She didn't knew that being an omega will become a curse for her. "Fucking stop with your drama. Get out of our sight and never come in front of us. I won't be able to control myself from killing you when I see you next time." Aiden spatted in anger. _____ The Knight brothers- Dominic, Xavier and Aiden had one goal. To rule and conquer. They were ruthless, vicious and cruel. They hated Omega's with passion because for them they were nothing but shame in the name of werewolves. But moon goddess played a cruel game with them and they got a innocent little omega as their mate. Will they reject her or accept her? What will they do when they get to know that their present has a connection with their past lifes? Read the story to find out.

"Strip!" Zavier commanded in his thick and husky voice which made a shiver ran down to Innara's spine. "Please don't Ari---" she tried to plead and felt tears burning her eyes but she chose to not to show her weakness to the cruel and emotionless man in front her but Zavier cut off her sentence in the middle. "Now I'll fuck you right against this door so your daughter can know what her momma is doing inside this room." Zavier whispered in her ear lowly bitting at her ear lobe making Innara to whimper in pain and fear. Zavier Garcia, the mafia boss of Mexican mafia is cold, rude and arrogant type of man. He is a man of strict principles. He likes to keep his things to himself because he doesn't have any person for whom he can get possessive and keep them to themselves not live he want someone. He likes to live alone and he is fine with that. Innara, is a less spoken, simple and elegant woman. She is a single mother has a cute and beautiful three years old daughter Aria. Her world revolves around Aria. She has no one in her life except Aria and her best friend Nitya. She doesn't know what's her true identity from where did she come from. She doesn't know who her family is. But what will happen when circumstances will force Innara to beg in front of Zavier to make her his play thing? Will she put her self respect at stake and feed to Zavier's arrogance?

THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEX SCENES. READER DISCRETION ADVISED. I Was Never Yours is an emotional romance story about love, power, and emotional survival in a world where affection can feel like control. Amara once believed in love with her whole heart. She believed in promises made under soft lights, in quiet conversations that felt like forever, and in a future she thought was guaranteed by a man who made her feel deeply chosen, until he didn’t. Julian is a man shaped by control, success, and emotional distance. To him, vulnerability is weakness, and love is something he can manage rather than surrender to. Years ago, Amara and Julian shared something intense but undefined, a relationship built on emotional closeness without public labels or clear promises. It was passionate, quiet, and dangerously addictive in its secrecy. Then Julian walked away without explanation. Not with betrayal. Not with arguments. Just silence. Years later, fate forces them back into each other’s world when Amara becomes an employee in his powerful company. But time has changed everything. The girl who once waited quietly is gone. In her place stands a woman who understands emotional survival, boundaries, and self-worth. Now the power has shifted. Julian wants her back, not just as a lover, but as someone he can emotionally possess again. He begins careful, strategic moves to stay close to her, protect her, and slowly pull her back into his emotional orbit. But Amara has learned something dangerous from heartbreak. She can love him… but she refuses to belong to him. As emotions resurface, both must confront healing, obsession, pride, and the question of whether love is about holding on or choosing each other again every day.

"I, Alpha Dylan Langley, Alpha of the waterside pack, reject you, Esme West, pack member of Waterside West, to be my mate and Luna" On Esme's 18th birthday, she figured that the Alpha of the pack was her true mate, which meant she would be Luna to the waterside pack. She felt the mate bond breaking, and it hurt so much. She didn't know if she was strong enough to handle the rejection completely. She was holding back her tears to show him no weakness and no emotion towards his rejection. "I, Esme West of the waterside pack, accept your rejection to be your mate and Luna of this pack" I turn towards the entrance of the pack gates and slowly walk towards our home, where my brother waits for me. I didn't want to cry. I heard of the tales of being 'Rejected' and the pain it causes to fated mates, but I never thought I would be rejected. I especially didn't think the moon goddess would have the Alpha to be my mate. I'm nothing but a lowly omega. I know my place, and it isn't by his side. I work for nothing, and I am the pack's punching bag. Especially the queen bee herself, who has always wanted Alpha Dylan to be her mate...Adeline Carter... Some wolves who have been rejected have often left the pack and survive, but others haven't been so lucky and have managed to find a new pack that is willing to take them in within the time frame of 2 weeks, and they are automatically classed as rogues. Rogues are wolves who have no packs. Some are nice, but the thing I have heard is that some rogues will kill to get what and where they want to be in the chain.

She was abandoned at the borders of Silvermoon with nothing but a gold necklace pressed warm against her skin and questions no one could answer. No name. No past. Just a promise whispered into the night and left behind with her. Taken in by the pack’s Beta family, she was raised in safety—wrapped in loyalty, protection, and love. She learned how to belong without ever truly fitting. The pack cared for her, yet the feeling lingered that she was something else. Something waiting. Especially when it came to Roman. Roman, the future Alpha. Her shadow through childhood. Her best friend, her anchor, her quiet heartbreak. He was the one who taught her how to run, how to fight, how to laugh without fear. And then, somewhere between adolescence and duty, he changed. Responsibility hardened him. Distance grew where warmth once lived. And the boy she loved became a wolf she barely recognized—one who avoided her gaze, who treated her like a weakness he could no longer afford. Now, with her eighteenth birthday only days away, everything begins to unravel. Her wolf stirs for the first time, restless and demanding. Her senses sharpen. Her body hums with a power she doesn’t understand. And the necklace she’s worn her entire life begins to heat, as if awakening alongside her. Roman feels it too. The pull between them—once subtle, now consuming—snaps tight. Stolen glances burn. Accidental touches linger too long. Every shared breath feels like a warning. Like a promise. Like a bond neither of them is ready to face. Because some connections don’t weaken with time. They wait. They watch. They resist. But destiny is patient—and when it finally stirs, it doesn’t ask permission. It claims.

Slowly his hands glide up from my hips, up my back to the base of my hairline tilting my head down so that our foreheads touch. His eyes are closed and his breath is just as ragged at mine. “What on earth was that?” I ask “The best damn kiss of my life. Worth waiting almost 3 years to kiss you like that” My cheeks flush red at the comment. We have kissed a handful of times over the years. Usually instigated in a moment of weakness by Dimetrius but never anything like that. That kiss was dripping with desire from both sides. It definitely wasn’t one sided, I could feel what that kiss did to him through the hard length pressing against the inside of my thigh through his pants. I figured, why not throw it all at the wind and take a chance. I maintain eye contact with him as I slowly run my hands down the front of his chest, his eyes don’t leave mine as he sits dangerously still. I bring my hands back up his body again as I wrap my arms around the back of his neck. I adjust myself on his lap, so that now im sitting directly on top of his hard length and lean down to kiss him stopping just short with a smirk on my face. “Amelia” he says my name almost like a warning. That if I push him too far he is scared that he wont be able to stop. Once those flood gates are open, will either of us be strong enough to close them. I’m risking everything in this moment. I’m risking any future with Abran, and I’m risking my friendship with my best friend I am currently straddling. Fuck it

“You are mine alone! I forbid you to look at any other man, your eyes should be on me!”, he snarled at me, trapping me to the wall, and his grip on my waist got stronger. I winced in pleasure and pain, his touch always has that sinful effect on me, His eyes were daring me to say something to push him off the limit but I know my mate too well now, how ruthless he can be when it comes to his possession (me). “I won't be a scapegoat today,” she thought to herself, pressing her wet hips together, trying to stop her body from wanting him. ******* Being the unwanted pup in the family came with many sufferings. Tahlia's father hated & tormented her because he lost the love of his life (her mother), during her birth. Until he came like a storm into her life without any warning. The only existing lycan descendant and royal Alpha Caspian kade Lexington of north hill park (the biggest and strongest park in the whole vicinity) is known for his godlike and Gorgeous features but his vile nature, raging temper, killer, and brutality reputation always preceded. Everyone feared him and he showed no mercy or weakness, it’s like he enjoyed it. He claimed her as his mate, known to always takes what he wants, but she’s also very stubborn, she will fight for her life and freedom, but her resistance, seems to spark the fire in him, none of her tactics were working and she was getting weak. The strong mate bond and the heat were getting to her - will Tahlia Bryony be able to find the true meaning of love in her mate or flee from it? Will Alpha Caspian open up and give her what she always hoped for?.

"Why do you always look at me like that?" she whispered. "Because you're unlike anyone I've ever known," Damien replied, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. "Your presence is like a thorn in my side." Eira scoffed. “You're nothing but trouble, Damien. A brooding vampire with an ego the size of a castle. But you need me. Without me, you’ll be dead.” “I hate that," he admitted. She smirked. "Hate that you need me? So, what is it, Damien? A weakness you'd rather keep in the shadows?" Damien leaned in, his face dangerously close to hers, his gaze dropping to her lips. Eira's breath caught, her shock palpable. "I might need you, Eira, but I don’t want you," he said, his eyes betraying a desire he refused to acknowledge. "Remember that." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving her standing there, her thoughts in turmoil and her lips tingling with the ghost of an almost-kiss. *** The Silverstone Pack is out for blood, determined to avenge their alpha's brutal murder. All eyes are on Damien, the prime suspect, who now lives in the shadows, focused on survival. His only goal is to stay one step ahead and keep himself well-fed. But everything changes when he encounters a girl who is mysteriously immune to his powers. In her, he finds a glimmer of hope he thought long lost. Eira, heartbroken from a recent breakup, unexpectedly crosses paths with Damien. Her confrontation with him quickly turns into a nightmare when she is taken captive. Damien, desperate and cornered, offers her a chilling deal: help him save himself, or face unimaginable suffering. With little choice, Eira agrees, setting off a chain of events that will forever change the course of her life.