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Humans and Werewolves co-exist but its a rarity for a human and a werewolf to be mated. Iandor finds himself not only saved by an Alpha but also to be mated to him.

On Mount Olympus, one law is ironclad: a god must never fall in love with a mortal. But Aresios, the God of War and heir to the King of the Gods, bound his very soul to mine. For me, he endured ninety-nine bolts of divine lightning and knelt before the Olympian altar for three days and three nights. Ichor soaked his armor, yet he smiled and kissed my lips. "Elara, don't be afraid. I want only you." The gods finally relented, on one condition: he had to leave behind a pure-blooded divine heir. After that, the words I heard most from Aresios were, "Just wait a little longer." The first time, it was to wait while he bedded another goddess. He and Cassia, the Goddess of Fate, lay together for thirty nights, until his golden ichor quickened in her womb. The second time, he told me to wait. Their first child was a girl, unable to inherit his divine mantle. The gods demanded a son. So he lay with Cassia for another ninety-nine nights, until she once again conceived a divine child. Just when I thought the ordeal was over, their newborn daughter was struck by Hydra's venom. The entire divine realm was convinced I had done it. As I was thrown into a cold bronze cage by the river Cocytus, Aresios stood outside the door, his eyes crimson. "You know what Hydra's venom does to an infant god. Why would you harm our daughter?" That one word. Our daughter. I was too numb to feel the pain. When the bronze cage door opened again, I unclenched my blood-drenched fists. This time, I would not wait.

That night at the Holy Banquet, the Arrow of Desire struck both the divine prince Cassius, a descendant of Zeus, and his father, Theron. If they didn’t mate before the moon set, their divine power would implode, shattering their very essence. In my past life, I had secretly loved Cassius for ten whole years. So, when he grabbed me, his body burning up, I didn't say no. After one wild night, I was carrying his thunder-blooded child and successfully married into the divine palace. But after the wedding, he was ice-cold to me. He was convinced I had stolen the Arrow of Desire, all for the sake of marrying into divinity. Even after I gave him children, he never claimed me as his wife before the gods. He saved all his tenderness for his one true love—the holy maiden Lyra, who was forced to marry into the Sea Realm and eventually died in a storm. Later, I was branded as "jealous and wicked," scorned by all of divine kind. So when my children’s overwhelming lightning magic went out of control, no one came to help. My babies and I were consumed by that arcane tempest. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night he was shot. The young divine prince Cassius, burning with heat, reached out to me with desperate hunger. But high up on the throne... His father, Theron—the beautiful, ruthless God King who had ruled for centuries—was also losing the battle against his own searing desire. Everyone expected me to throw myself into Cassius’s arms. But this time, I gathered my skirts, strode past him, and sat right on the God King’s lap.

From a fetus to a hybrid baby, Rikas came to life as the only half human son of the great Martian warrior Arakis, and the human white witch mother Hira. He is the one, who the prophecy points to, as the powerful savior who shall rise and defeat the faceless Brakoon demon ruling the Dystopian planet. The Brakoon must surely be smart enough to know his nemesis, though everything still turned out the way it should as no one dares to question the source of that prophecy. In addition... No one will know that the savior himself is not immune to a demon’s grip. Buried under a pile of mistaken identities, who is the demon? And... Who is the savior? ***** Fantasy-Thriller

I will cherish you ‘n myself from eternity to infinity. This is a story about a human boy named, Naraja, who will keep pushing forward no matter the pressure.

"She's mine. Of all the storage rooms in all the world, she has to walk up to mine. Even when she can't see me, she senses me. And every time she runs away from me, she ends up coming into my arms. She'll be punished. Then, she'll understand. Once a Lycan finds his mate, nothing in this world, nothing supernatural or human, will stop me from making her mine." My boyfriend isn’t human, not completely.
 He's a werewolf. To be more specific, he's a Lycan- the werewolf royalty. For over three hundred years, his family had one purpose in life. Find me, the only female born to be his. But there's only one problem. I'm a human being. The instinct of lust and desire bonds us together, but the strings of life keep tearing us apart. The impossible cross-species love. The extravaganza of life. Two restless souls. So close, yet so apart. When love becomes a curse, nobody is supposed to get out alive. But we will survive. Because lovers never die.

Ralph, the alpha of the Moonrise pack, has spent 29 years without a mate. On his 30th birthday, which is in six months, he will lose his wolf as a punishment from the moon goddess. This punishment was given to him for burning his human stepfather alive. To keep his wolf, he must find a mate. However, the moon goddess has made it difficult for him to accept any potential mates by placing a strong aura on him that causes him to reject them against his will. Ralph and his pack hold a deep hatred for humans, to the point where they show no mercy whenever they encounter one. To avoid further harm to humans, they have distanced themselves from them. However, fate has brought him another mate who happens to be human. A bold human mate, Keilah, who rejected his rejection unknowingly. Ralph despises humans, but the thread between him and this human girl Keilah is now tied. What happens next? Will he learn to love her in order to keep his wolf? And if so, how will his people, as well as other packs he has no control over, react? Can he protect her from their hostility?

Isobel Reeve's life has been a struggle. Born from the mateship between a werewolf and a human, she was devoid of a wolf, making her an outcast who knew nothing but pain and suffering inflicted by her werewolf kin. Her sole goal is to earn a degree from Silverwolf University, aiming to break free from the abuse she and her human mother face on a daily basis. She aims to move back to the human world and completely forget her werewolf side, which has brought her nothing but misery. Yet, in the midst of her lifelong suffering, she found comfort in the music of the Midnight Wolf, a mysterious werewolf idol whom Isobel had been crushing on for so long. His songs remained a source of strength for her, especially in dealing with Ryle Vanderberg, the hottest guy in Silverwolf University. Their conflicting perspectives frequently collided, consistently placing Isobel in challenging situations. But what will happen when the source of her comfort is intertwined with the cause of her conflict? More than that, how can she accept that the part of her she has been rejecting for so long will bring her the happiness she always yearns for?

Do you believe in vampires? What if I tell you that they are not just a myths? What if a vampire fall in love with a human? What will happen if the world is against them?

Cinzia, brutalized and sold off after the death of her parents, found herself at the mercy of the ferocious Hybrid King. She lost all sense of reasoning while with him, and even her main goal, which was to avenge the death of her parents. He was known as the Hybrid King, a man of mixed blood, shrouded in mystery. But no one truly knew who he was. Cinzia, in his eyes, was the solution to a problem he had suffered for many years – a possession he acquired on impulse. Despite his treatment of her, her presence in his life was somehow redeeming. Could she succeed in penetrating his frozen heart and curing him of the curse before it was too late? Would she succeed in bringing justice to her dead parents when she found the killer, or would she cower forever in the presence of the Hybrid King, who now more than ever treated her as nothing? ______ "I, Cinzia Aetos, daughter of the slain Alpha and Luna of the Royal wolf tribe, reject all your possible advances, whatever you have in mind..." His anthracite eyes swirled into a dangerous golden color, and his grip on my wrists tightened. "W-what are you doing?" I sputtered. "Let go of me this instant!" "I, Raphael Grace, The Hybrid King, accept you, Cinzia Aetos, as the mate sent by the goddess Selene. I promise to do as I desire with you. I swear on the river Styx and by my father, Zeus, the god of the sky!" The heavens thundered, and I saw a lightning flash in his eyes briefly before he pushed me away from him. What had just happened? He swore and accepted me as his mate?!