Marked By The Lycan Prince

You think that iron gate was the warning? Baby, that was just the foreplay. Fire and Fang only gets hotter, dirtier, and far more dangerous from here. Lily isn’t just wandering into a dark estate—she’s about to be devoured. Link is all muscle, ink, and a mouth that promises ruin. And when he takes her? It’s not sweet—it’s filthy, rough, and fucking addictive. But she won’t just be his. Salma’s hands? Her mouth? They’ll show Lily just how good it feels to be wanted by more than one. To be touched everywhere—together. This isn’t about falling in love. This is about being worshipped, owned, wrecked. About waking up dripping, breathless, still aching for more. If you’re ready for bodies crashing, teeth sinking, and heat that doesn’t let up—keep turning the pages. Because, darling, the real sin is just getting started.

“Beg, little mate. Let’s hear how sweet you sound when you’re desperate.” “She won’t beg for you. She’ll crawl to me, just like she should.” “Pathetic. Both of you. She already knows she belongs to me.” Dahlia thought her biggest problem was surviving college with her dignity intact. Blackridge Academy was brutal enough—where dominance and bloodlines meant everything. She already endured the cruel whispers, the “waste of tuition” insults, and a boyfriend who flirted with other girls while she clung to him, desperate not to lose the only affection she thought she had. But her quiet misery ended the night her cheating boyfriend breaks up with her. The searing pain across her chest was more than just fate. It was three mate marks. Knox Rivers — her brother’s best friend, the brilliant Alpha-to-be who can’t stand that his weak, bullied mate is her. Jace Blackmoor — the Lycan King’s golden son, cruel playboy, who laughs at the bond and swears he’ll break her until she kneels. Zayne Lachlan — the hybrid everyone fears, a dangerous artist with hands stained in rumors of blood, who stares at her like she’s his salvation…and his curse. Dahlia becomes the academy’s obsession, the girl with three marks who doesn’t deserve even one. Her boyfriend fears her. The other girls retreat from her. Everyone hates her. And yet… her three mates won’t let anyone else touch her. Not out of love. Out of possession. And possession comes with a price.

At the Werewolf Hunting Contest, Lily Ashford secretly set me up and took the champion spot. That very night, a marking proposal arrived from the Alpha of Norfolk Pack, Leon Griffin. Leon would take the champion of this hunting contest as his Luna. My Alpha fiance, Edmund Brock, panicked on the spot. He immediately bit the back of Lily's neck and completed the marking. Lily swayed her hips and deliberately showed me the fresh bite mark. "Florence, I'm the champion. And now, your fiance is mine too." I smiled and turned to face the Alpha of Norfolk Pack. "If she won't marry you, I will." Later, the Alpha of Norfolk Pack, the werewolf rumored to be unable to mark anyone, bit down hard on my neck in front of everyone. He licked the blood from his lips and smirked in a celebratory manner. "Who said I can't mark anyone?" Meanwhile, my former fiance kneeled in the pouring rain and pleaded with me like a madman. "Florence, I've asked the Alpha King to dissolve the mate bond between Lily and me. I finally realized you're the one I've always loved."

She was supposed not to believe in a relationship and always felt insecure—yet she falls in love, not with anyone but a Lycan Alpha Prince. Selena is a young human with a complex mysterious past. She grew up with the scars of abandonment and the echoes of her adoptive parents' toxic relationship, leaving her convinced that love is a myth for the weak. Her insecurities and trauma make it difficult for her to trust and open up. But when she meets Marcus, the captivating, powerful prince of the secluded Lycan Empire and her boss—her defenses start to crumble. He’s everything she’s ever feared and desired: strong, confident, and maddeningly irresistible. His piercing eyes seem to see right through her, and his touch ignites a fire she can't ignore. He’s the one man who forces her to question everything she’s ever known about love, desire, and herself. But their love is forbidden. Marcus is a Lycan, and Selena is ... a secret waiting to be uncovered Secrets and lies begin to unveil. Selena's past is not what she thought it was, and Marcus' position as future king of the Lycan Empire hung with the hope of leading his kind out of seclusion. Selena's identity could change everything, and Marcus must decide where his loyalties lie: with his people or with the woman he loves. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the obstacles in their path, or will their love be doomed by the very secrets that they keep?

“Say it,” Kael growled, his hand tightening around her throat—not enough to hurt, just enough to remind her who he was. “I’m yours,” Maya whispered, trembling. His lips hovered near hers, breath hot. “Even after I left you to die?” She swallowed. “Even now.” He kissed her like a curse—hungry, dangerous, and full of things he’d never say aloud. --- Maya never believed in fate—until the night her skin burned with the mark of the most feared Alpha in the realm. Weak, powerless, and exiled for a bond she never asked for, Maya finds herself hunted by the same man fate chose for her: Alpha Kael of Silverclaw. He claims she’s a mistake. A curse. But Maya is more than just a fragile girl. She’s the second chance of a woman long thought dead. Kael once loved Andrea, a powerful and noble wolf who descended into madness under a deadly curse. Her death shattered him. But when Maya bears the same mark and stirs the same soul-deep bond, Kael believes it’s the curse reborn—and rejects her violently to protect them all. Now on the run, Maya is saved by Rowan—Kael’s former Beta and best friend turned outcast. As truths unravel and passions ignite, Maya becomes the center of a dark prophecy that could destroy everything. But fate doesn’t care who you love. And true mates never stay strangers for long.

Hands. So many hands. They're everywhere, sliding up my thighs, gripping my hips, tangling in my hair. I can't see their faces, but I don't need to. I feel them. Three of them, surrounding me, claiming me. One behind me, his chest pressed against my back, his breath hot against my neck. Another in front, his mouth trailing fire down my throat. The third watching, waiting, his presence a dark promise.* "You're ours," one of them growls, and the sound vibrates through my entire body.

‘Touch her. Claim her. She is ours. Claim her!’ His wolf, Varn, thundered through his mind. Then— “I reject you, Servant number 16, as my mate.” Prince Lucien smirked, “The moon goddess must be indeed out of her mind to mate me with a lowlife like you. I command you to accept this rejection!” “I accept.” As a nameless slave in the Moonrage Pack, Nyssa knew her place—silent and invisible until the night of the prince’s engagement when fate dared to whisper that she was more than a nameless slave but his. Prince Lucien’s mate Instead of claiming her, he rejects her to protect his crown and image. Rejected and ordered to be killed, Nyssa was left to die. Or so they thought. Resurrected by the moon goddess, the nameless slave was given a name and a purpose. A new life with the same face, she wasn’t servant number 16 anymore, she was now Nyssa Wales, the messenger of the moon goddess, sent on a mission back to earth. When Nyssa steps back into his world, she was no longer the nameless slave he once knew. She has come for vengeance. Now she’s the woman who could destroy him… or save him. "You own me, Nyssa. Every part of me belongs to you" "I'm yours. Completely" What happens when the mate you thought you lost forever comes back stronger, angrier, and no longer yours?

You don’t belong in my world,” he growled, his hand tightening around my waist. “Then why do you keep pulling me deeper into it?” I whispered. Ten years ago, I lost everything, my parents, my innocence, my trust in fate. I only remember his shaking hands… and the birthmark on his arm. Now, the most feared man in the city wants me. A billionaire who commands blood and silence. A mafia king who kneels only in the dark, only for me. But what happens when I discover that the man I love… …is the same man who destroyed my life?

They were best friends and even more— or so she thought. Winnie and Jason had a love that felt unbreakable, destined… until he chose power and wealth over her. His betrayal shattered her heart and left her drowning in pain. Now working as a private caregiver for the same Alpha who turned out to be Jason’s brother-in-law, Winnie only wants peace and a quiet life. But fate has other plans. Because the man she’s meant to serve, the Alpha himself, is the same man she once had a passionate moment with. And somewhere between guilt, loyalty, and unspoken desire, Winnie finds herself falling for him all over again. She’s falling for her ex-mate’s powerful brother-in-law. Will she be strong enough to resist the bond pulling her closer to him, or will fate trap her once more in its cruel game of love, betrayal, and secrets?

Lyra Nightbane was born into a world that never intended to let her lead. In the Dominion of Virelune, only male heirs are allowed to claim power. So when her brother rejects his place at Lunar Dominion Academy, the most ruthless training ground for Alpha rulers, Lyra does the unthinkable. She steals his name, She steals his place, She steals his destiny, Disguised as her twin brother, she enters a world of dominant heirs, brutal combat trials, and pack politics that could start wars. All she has to do is survive without anyone discovering the truth. There’s just one problem. Ronan Bloodcrest, her childhood rival and the most dangerous Alpha heir in the academy, knows something is wrong. His wolf doesn’t see an enemy. It sees a mate. And when her scent begins to slip under the rising full moon, another male feels the bond too. Now Lyra is trapped between two powerful heirs, a secret that could disgrace her pack, and a destiny that refuses to stay stolen. Because fate doesn’t care about tradition.And the moon does not choose wrong.