Marked By The Lycan Prince Novels & Stories

**"How much did you know?" I asked. Silence. "Enough," his voice was calm and low, as usual. I looked around the room again. The photographs, the notes, every conversation, every lesson, every answer he refused to give...suddenly, it all felt planned. "Who are you?" I yelled the words again. "You already know...." he started saying while taking a step forward, but I held my hand in front of him. "Was any of it real?" I whispered. For the first time, something cracked in Lucien's expression. He opened his mouth. I waited for an explanation to make everything okay. But nothing came out. Then, he looked away. I bit my lip to hold back the tear that was ready to fall.** Celeste

Eira has spent her life hating and hunting vampires which is exactly why she intends to kill Kaine the moment she gets the chance. Ancient, powerful, and now her captor, Kaine is unlike any vampire she has been trained to destroy. He watches her too closely. Knows things he shouldn't. And no matter how many times she tries to escape, always seems to find her again. And Eira can’t figure out how. All she knows is that Kaine is searching for something—something he believes she has. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more she begins to question everything she’s been taught about monsters… and herself. Because in Kaine’s world, survival isn’t the only thing at stake. It’s d

Living as the rejected Luna, how long would Aisha handle the pain caused by Duke—an Alpha whom she loved the most? Will it take long for her to stay? Or will she choose to escape from the pain he constantly inflicts? Can she live a life without her other half? These questions keep lingering inside her mind while trying to find answers; however, she chooses to set aside all her inhibitions and pain and focus on becoming his Luna, even if it means unrequited. Countless rejection Long nights of crying and bawling Endless times of feeling unloved. Aisha Elara Kensley came from a wealthy tribe of one of the pioneering tribes in the north, Caroline, the wife of Duke Collin. A brave

Alpha Ryan is cursed with a dark hunger that no ritual can cure. For years, witches have kept the savage magic inside him under control until the impossible happens. Zara, the last surviving Eserai, is betrayed by her family and sold to the Alpha whose bloodline destroyed her kind. Her blood is the only thing powerful enough to keep Ryan sane, making her his most valuable possession. Zara vows to fight him every step of the way, but the cold and ruthless Alpha is not the monster she expected. As desire and obsession grow between them, Ryan becomes fiercely protective, while Zara struggles against the dangerous bond pulling her closer to the enemy she swore to hate. But in a world wh

Dani isn't looking for a mate, or even thinking about one. She's too busy surviving and taking care of herself and her mother. But when her mate comes walking through the doors of the restaurant she's working at, her life is suddenly turned upside down. Will she accept him and join him as the Luna of his pack? Or will the past that she worked so hard to overcome will make that impossible?

I broke my bond. Reject the Alpha that betrayed me. I thought I was free. Finally free. But sweet freedom ended the second four wolves found me. Calder. Maddox. Jaxon. Rafe. My wolf howls for them. My body betrays me. And I don’t know how long I can resist.

Blackmailed and caught in a very tight corner, James had no option but to do as Isaac had said– force the daughter to become his permanent mate else, he exposes James' secret. Lilith is a random not-so-weak member of the Blue Moon pack who has been overtaken by the love she had for her father that she had to agree to his impossible request so his life would be spared. What happens when Isaac finally knows who killed his father, will he be able to punish whoever this person was even if it was the person he trusted the most? " Who is my father ?" Isaac asked as he formed a fist with his hands. He didn't know how long he could control his wolf so it wouldn't cause havoc.

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

“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 che

“Get on your knees, my little pet," Jerome growled, his voice rough with command. His fingers tangled in my hair, guiding me down as my pulse roared in my ears. The heat of his body pressed closer, and I trembled not from fear, but from the dark thrill of surrender. "Show me how hungry you are." Rachel is a college senior studying art and design, and her life feels dull and uninspiring. She has been dating Jack since freshman year, but their relationship is lukewarm he doesn’t ignore her, but he doesn’t truly care about her either, especially since he’s always eyeing her best friend, Jessica. Rachel feels stuck in a routine, going through the motions without any real passion until everythin