King Propose

LIA She was doomed at birth, loathed by her family members and sexually harassed by her uncle. Hunger, cold, abused. It didn’t matter, she refused to let them break her. Rescued by him, her mate, things started to change. He and his pack treats her like a treasure. However, her disappearance caused fury in her own pack. She’s only the forsaken one among them, but why did her Alpha send the warriors after her? And what’s the use of the tracker on the back of her neck? Why did she have bumps and bruises all over her body? Most importantly, why would she think it was wrong to mark her mate? ASHER Alpha of the strongest white moon pack, also a Lycan. When he found her, he knew instantly she was his mate and he would do anything to protect her from every forces.

Elara, the wolfless daughter of a powerful Alpha, has always been overlooked and mistreated. Her life takes a drastic turn when the ruthless Lycan King arrives with an unthinkable proposal: marry him for the protection of her pack. Betrayed, wronged, and nearly killed, Elara is left on the brink of despair as she battles against her domineering Alpha, her venomous step-sister, and her own growing desires. Just as she begins to believe she can trust the King, he whispers, "I'll wait for the day you beg me," leaving Elara torn between her duty and desire. Will she submit to the King's demands or fight for her freedom? The answer lies in the shadows, where desire and danger intertwine.

Two childhood sweethearts, both born and raised in Mafia families. But will they be able to protect their relationship at all costs when faced with danger? Read to find out!!

He was aloof and calculating. A mass of muscles and sheer power. Alpha Benji had one goal; to slowly, but surely, take over the neighboring packs. He wanted to rule as the ultimate Alpha and prove that he didn't need a Luna to be a good leader. ♕♕♕ She was soft-spoken and timid. Doe eyes that could capture even an Alpha in her stare. Aria is a low-level Omega who is taken as collateral damage when her pack is overtaken by the Imperium pack. Her only priority is survival - nowhere in her plan did it include coming face to face with her mate.

In a world masked with supernatural creatures, alliances and loyalties are tested when a young girl finds out that the ruthless Lycan king she is being forced to marry turns out to be her mate. But the imbroglio worsened when she found out that the very man she now considered a mate and a husband, had butchered her entire family years ago, and is responsible for her years of slavery. She fled, but fell into the hands of another man whom everyone thought had died years ago, and who stood a chance of being her second love. But when rumor has it that she is pregnant with some twins, the ruthless Lycan king would leave no stone unturned to have her back. Would she stand with the man who is next in line to become the alpha of the very park she had served years ago, or forgive the Lycan king for the misery he had put her through.

She was a slave that everyone hated. Amber had spent most of her life serving in the Moonstone pack, scorned and despised by everyone. No one knew where she came from or why she remained in the pack—no one but Alpha Derrick, who was determined to keep her close and under his control at all costs. Amber was convinced she was nothing special, since she was yet to gain her wolf at twenty-four—an anomaly that only deepened the ridicule she faced—until the most feared and powerful Lycan King took notice of her shallow existence, and her world is turned upside down, forcing her to confront her past and ask questions whose answers she was not prepared for: why was the Lycan King so invested in her? What was Alpha Derrick hiding about her past, and where the hell was her wolf?

"No! I will never be your mate!" Ariel screamed, swiftly raising her gun and aiming straight at the heart of Elijah Jaeger, the Werewolf King. “You’re mine, Ariel,” he murmured with a possessive voice as he pressed me into the table, I looked up at him to see him placing the tip of the gun in front of my vagina. "What?!" My pupils widened. He was going to **** me with a gun?! I was shaking all over, and I started to back away in fear. "No, please. No..." I begged, crying. *** In the year 2200, humanity exists as slaves under werewolf rule, with humans ranked even lower than omegas, subjected to severe abuse daily. Ariel lives within werewolf-controlled territory. Smart and resilient, she wakes up each day with one burning desire—to shoot a werewolf in the heart with a weapon of her own design. Her father was killed by werewolves, and her mother couldn’t bear the heartbreak, passing away suddenly. Ariel is consumed by pain, yet she steels herself to stay strong because she has a twin sister, Alice, and a friend, Ron, to protect. She’s determined to make the werewolves pay for their actions. But fate is merciless; Alice, driven by her own desires, betrays Ariel, and even Ron—her ever-loyal friend—begins to believe that Ariel’s death could be his ticket to freedom. Ariel refuses to break. Her greatest motivation for survival is to kill the Werewolf King—the one she believes responsible for her father’s murder. But destiny has a cruel twist in store: on the very day she intends to kill Elijah, she’s discovered to be his mate! As she finds allies willing to stand by her, will Ariel abandon revenge, or will she choose to forge a new path with Elijah?

“I, Lyra Darko of the Frostbite pack, accept King Logan as my chosen mate.” "You tried to trick me, Your King!" He exclaimed, his voice loud and angry. *************** Logan Blackwood, powerful and arrogant Lycan King. He reached out to form an allegiance with Lyra’s father by marrying his daughter in the hope of also getting a strong Luna by his side. Lyra is constantly mistreated and reminded that she caused her mother's death by her father, stepmom and stepsister. She hoped to escape the hell hole one day when she finds her mate. She never told anyone her wolf hasn't emerged, but it was revealed when her wolf was meant to mark Lycan Logan during the arranged wedding ceremony. Threatened with death by her furious father for ruining his plans, she runs away for fear of what he might do to her only to fall into the hands of her fated mate, Alpha Cormac Shadow, an ambitious and greedy man. What choice would Lyra make? How will she defend herself in the power struggle between two Alphas?

"You asked me to save you!" "Because only you could." "Then why do you want to kill me?" "Because I need your blood to replenish." He said firmly. Mariah started dreaming about a strange man on her sixteenth birthday. For over a century, this very man kept appearing in her dream and when she was a hundred and seventeen years old, he finally told her where to find him. Filled with curiosity about this not so stranger, she went with her brother to find him but who would have prepared her for what was in store for her when she eventually found him? Not only did he almost kill her brother, he was hell bent on killing her too. King Alaric had been buried alive for over ten thousand years and he had spent the years hovering in people's dreams to find the one that can save him. When he eventually did, he was shocked that she was none other than his mate. However, knowing who his enemies were, he can't afford to dwell in romance and so wants nothing more than to kill her and use her blood to energize himself.

“Will you die for them?” The Alpha King’s voice was cold enough to silence the hall. And Althea heard the answer long before she spoke it… not from herself, but from the minds screaming around her. ‘Just sacrifice yourself.’ ‘You’re nothing.’ ‘You should die for us.’ Her gift or curse let her hear and read every hateful thought, every desperate plea. And even then, she still stepped forward. She chose to protect the weak, the innocent, the only ones who had ever shown her kindness… even if the price was her life. But Gavriel Kingsley, the Alpha King, didn’t kill her. He wanted something else. Ownership. "You are mine now," His voice barely above a whisper. “As a slave?!” The King chuckled, his gaze dark as midnight. “As my breeder.”