Marvel Agony

Ashley ran deep into the forest, tears streaming down her face. Her classmates had gone too far this time. The full moon illuminated her path as she stumbled through the woods, eventually stopping at a tree, breathless. She noticed the absence of party lights and realized she was deep in the forest. Her new dress was stained with blood, and more tears fell as she looked down at the mess. Looking up, she screamed in agony before collapsing, hugging her knees, shivering with fear. "Somebody help me," she whispered. Meanwhile, a creature with large paws raced through the forest, its grey fur ruffling in the wind. It stopped, sensing blood. Without hesitation, it followed the scent at top speed. Ashley started hearing noises and raised her head. "Hello? Is anyone there?" she called out, nervous. She noticed a blue glowing object behind the bushes, resembling eyes, and heard a howl. Terrified, she gasped… She just came in contact with a wolf!

Betrayed and shattered by love, an Omega named Celestia released a terrible curse upon Alpha Cassius Moonveil and all the women of her family, so torturing them to experience the same agony once killed her. The curse cannot be broken except by this. A Moonveil woman has to discover real love with a man descended from Celestia personally. The curse never lived only as a myth. Under the full moon, Willow, the seventh-generation Moonveil, she was kissed by Xander and the ancient curse wakes her inside like a sleeping ancestral spirit, horrified, she swears never to have a mate. But her beauty sets off a violent frenzy that transforms competing packs into ravenous wolves defending her favor. Branded a cursed omen, blamed for the anarchy and death, Willow is sought—marked as a sacrifice to bring peace. Only two packs remain loyal: her own Moonveil bloodline and the fearsome warriors of Iron Cliff. MOONVEIL: The Blood of the Last Curse is a dark, epic saga of forbidden passion, vengeance, and the war between destiny and defiance. Will Willow rewrite her fate, or will she be the final casualty of a legacy drenched in betrayal?

Scarlet's world came crashing down when the man she loved, tore her apart with his betrayal and cruelty. His lies are still fresh in my mind, a continual reminder of the evenings he sapped her abilities and gave them to his mistress, Beatrice. The agony of being abandoned and broken haunts her every step as she flees her pack, driven by a fervent desire to make him pay for his treachery. Roaming like a rogue, Scarlet saves a mysterious black wolf from a deadly wolfsbane dagger, she unwittingly rescues Alpha Amarok, the powerful and brooding lycan king. With a dark past and a heart of stone, Amarok doesn't believe in love - until Scarlet. Can Scarlet tame his fierce heart, and will Amarok's pack accept her as their new queen? With every breath, they're forced to confront the evil that has haunted them. Will their love be enough to heal the scars of their past, or will the shadows consume them whole?

Your life has always been a horrible mess, like happiness didn’t want you to be happy. Being caged, used and controlled was all your life could offer, and you just couldn’t stop it or escape it. But then you met him. You thought he was a different person, so even after being warned, you chose to go with him, straight into a trap you would never escape from. He was cold, blunt, and unhappy himself, so when you expected him to say, “This is your home now, do whatever you want, for I will always protect you,” disappointment slapped because he said this instead: “I own you now. You’ll be in charge of all the cooking and cleaning in this house. You are not permitted to take one step out of this mansion; making any little mistake could cost you your life. Whenever I call you, respond immediately, don’t make me call you twice; that could also cost you your life. This house must remain clean as it is right now, and at night, be on guard in this house. I don’t want to catch you sleeping, it might also cost you your life… I hope you understand.” Just then you realised, you were been owned again, not being loved. The 25th of September is always a day of agony, torment, misery, pain and anguish. It all started on the 25th of September, and just like it started… would it end? Is Felix not who you pictured him to be? Would he turn out to be a bigger mess… or not. What would happen to you now, Benita?

Under the Moon Goddess, I was once the happiest Luna of the Black Pack. Alpha Mike cherished me, cradled me in his palms, and bestowed upon me a name and glory. But on that day— I lay on the operating table as he slit open my abdomen himself, offering my liver to his white moonlight, Lina. My husband held Lina’s hand, whispering tenderly in her ear: "Don’t be afraid. Anna’s life is worthless—yours is the one that matters." As the anesthesia wore off, agony seared through me. The doctor gasped: "She’s in her differentiation phase! Forcing the surgery will cripple her for life!" Yet Mike didn’t even glance back, leaving with Lina in his arms: "Just an Omega. Saving you is her privilege." Later, I knelt before the witch Jery, trading all my memories for freedom. When Mike stormed into the shop, roaring at my amnesiac, bubble-blowing self— I shrank into the witch’s arms, trembling: "Sister… who is this madman?" His eyes burned crimson as he tore our contract to shreds.

“He pressed me to the wall with one hand tight around my throat, the other sliding beneath the thin silk clinging to my skin. I should’ve been begging for help. Instead, my knees went weak when he leaned in, his mouth hot against my ear. ‘Does it hurt, darling?’ he whispered. I shook my head, even as his fingers left bruises. ‘Good. I like it when you take it.’ God, I hated him. God, I wanted him to never let go.” A DARK, EROTIC TALE OF OBSESSION, HUMILIATION, AND HUNGER. They called him the Devil, a sadist with a crooked smile and hands built for breaking men. In the underworld’s most perverse auction, Luca Ruelle is nothing but trembling prey, sold for a price no soul should fetch. Silk-wrapped, bare, choking on shame and smoke, he should be praying for rescue. But Kain Astor doesn’t rescue. He claims, corrupts, and devours. He teaches Luca how it feels to be owned. How pain can bloom where fear lives. How pleasure is just another kind of cruelty. Every command is a dare, every punishment a promise. Under Kain’s hands, Luca learns the exquisite agony of surrender, and the terror of how badly he needs it. He should be fighting for his life. Instead, he’s sinking to his knees, eyes glazed, lips parted, whispering the one word that seals his fate— “Please.”

“I, Kael Veyrith, reject you, Ashina Kai." The words tore through Ashina, sharper than claws and even crueler than death ever could. Ashina felt their bond snap and the agony of it carving into her soul like a wound that would never heal. ─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── Ashina Kai was never meant to survive without her mate. Cast out from her pack after Kael’s rejection, she vanished into the human world, burying her past beneath a lie. No pack. No mate. No past. Just a quiet, ordinary life. Until the night she sees him again. Kael stands at the heart of a brutal attack, no longer the person she once knew but a man carved from war and shadows. And he’s leading a war she wants no part of. But despite every instinct screaming at her to run, Ashina is caught in the center of it all. But the past doesn’t forget. Neither does betrayal. He broke her once. If she lets him in again, will it be her undoing—or his?

ADRIANNA GREY: Father called me cursed all because my birth cost my mother’s life. To get rid of me and acquire wealth, he sold me to our kingdom’s Alpha King, a devil incarnate who forced me to sexual slavery. Just as my term under him was ending, I was framed by his sister. As punishment, he resold me to another Alpha King twice cruel. Life felt worthless. I didn't see the reason to keep living until I found salvation in an unexpected somebody. He risked everything to save me and gave me a reason to keep living. He treats me like I'm gold and is willing to burn the world to ashes for my sake. But after the betrayal, agony and abuse I’ve suffered in the hands of men, can I truly trust him with my heart especially after discovering his true identity? ERIC BLACKWELL: She was an innocent girl with the most beautiful eyes, dressed in oversized, shabby boy clothes when I first saw her. After I saved her from being burned alive at the market, I felt an instant pull towards her, like a moth drawn to a flame. In my thirty years of living, I’d never felt this way for anyone. But I lost her. Like a treasure, I searched for her—only for fate to intervene in the most twisted way. She turned out to be my boss’s sex slave. Aware of the danger that loomed over her, I set out to save her again, not minding the risks involved or the brutal things I had to do. Yet dangerous secrets surrounding my true identity began to resurface, threatening to strain the bond we’d managed to create. ⚠️⚠️Warning: contains mature and some disturbing contents. Proceed with caution.

"This is what you wanted, isn’t it, little hunter?” he growled, flipping me onto my back like I weighed nothing. His hand fisted in my hair, dragging a broken moan from my throat. “Next time you put a blade to my throat… use it.” All my life, I’ve been trained as a hunter—my father’s perfect weapon. Born into a bloodline sworn to protect the human world from the monsters they can't even recognize. I thought I knew what monsters were… until the ancient, ruthless, obsessive Lycan King marked me as his mate — to break the witches’ curse that chained him to centuries of torment. One bite ruined everything — binding my body, mind, and soul to him. My touch quiets his endless agony — and he’d burn the world to keep it. Now I’ll play his wicked game — and turn his greatest weapon against him: me. I’ll remind him who’s really hunting who. But what happens when vengeance tastes like hunger? When I crave the monster I was born to hunt? When every lie my father hammered into me becomes just another chain — binding me to the beast I can’t let go? Now every step into his world drags me deeper — into secrets I was never meant to see, a darkness I was trained to destroy, and a forbidden life I crave more than my own salvation.

"He'll kill his own people he is to lead without knowing, causing them pain and agony and his people will stone him to death just as I'm stone to death but…" A werewolf on a rampage was exactly what the mysterious killings could be described as in SilverLinings Pack. Everyone was ordered to stay inside but is that really the solution? The powerful warriors of the pack felt useless in solving the mystery. Things take a drastic turn of events when the identity of the killer is discovered as it leads to years long buried secrets brought to light, as they discover a curse. Who is the killer? What does a curse have to do with the killing? Will they be able to break the curse? Will SilverLinning Pack survive the killer or is this the last of them all?