Misty Mountain Haven

Sam is heartbroken when Beta Blake meets his true-mate. Depressed and filled with sorrow she decides that she will never, ever accept a mate of her own. Her difficult past and her hidden heritage is something she always hide. But everything is about to change when she meets Alpha Blair one of the most ruthless Alpha’s of the East Coast.

"Doesn't it bother you?" I blurted out right there and then, having been asking myself that question since the night we slept together. I was curious, but I'd been obviously avoiding him. "What? That you're the heir to the Siren-" "That I'm trans," I said. I could care less about what he think of me being a Sirenio by blood. "T-That I'm a trans...man," "Does it bother you that I'm bisexual?" he asked me. I hadn't expected that response. Not when I'm having mixed feelings about all of this. "Does it?" he probed, closing what's left of the space between. His scent and warmth envelopes me as I'm caged between him and the sink. I shook my head. "Use your words, Miles," he said running his finger over my bottom lip. I shuddered at the sensation it brought to my body. "You were so good with those, that night," I sucked in a sharp breath. I looked away, and his touch disappeared immediately. "It was a mistake," I whispered, my heart racing. "What...happened was a-" "I don't do mistakes, Miles," Mr Stark said guiding my eyes back to his. "You should know that by now," I let out a shaky breath when his thumb found my bottom lip again. "Does it bother you that I want to fuck you right now?"

Once our high school years were finished, every werewolf was granted three years to wander before being called back to the pack. As the Alpha's daughter, I had even more responsibilities than the other pack members. That's why I left home after my mother's passing, and crossed paths with my supposed soulmate, a human who had no idea about werewolves. He broke my heart in the worst way possible, or did he? Could he simply be trying to keep us apart?

The biggest mistake I had ever made was falling in love with my Alpha stepbrother, Cayden Gates. I was 12 when my mom remarried, and he was the only one in the new pack who treated me kindly. I fell for him at first sight. When I was 16, I was attacked by rogue wolves, and he fought off ten of them alone to protect me. At 18, he was poisoned by silver. He nearly died. That was when my wolf told me he was my fated mate. Without hesitation, I donated my bone marrow to save him. That night, watching him asleep with a pale face, I couldn't help but kiss the corner of his lips. He opened his eyes at that exact moment, his face flushing red. "Tessa, we're siblings. You shouldn't cross that line." From then on, he started avoiding me, like I was a mistake he couldn't afford to make. His fiancée, Rosie Lloyd, had been diagnosed with a rare blood disease, and I was the only compatible donor. For the first time, he pleaded with me. "If you're willing to save her, I'll agree to anything." But I was already weak from the marrow transplant. Giving blood again might kill me. I said no, and Rosie died in the end. He didn't shed a single tear, like nothing had happened. But at her funeral, he smashed the portrait I'd painted of him in front of everyone and said coldly, "How filthy of you to dream of being with your own brother." Later, I became a disgrace, a walking joke. Humiliation and despair swallowed me whole, and in a haze, I fell into the lake and drowned. When I open my eyes again, I'm back at the moment he begs me for blood. I say yes calmly. I consider it the final debt I owe the Gates family. Cayden, from now on, we're done. There are no more ties between us.

Everyone in the Blood Moon pack is whispering that Alpha Cassian Ward only allows his pack to spend ten dollars a day. Yes, ten dollars. It's not a pack tradition, nor a decree from the elders. The rule comes from his new financial planner, Mira Langford. Even as Luna, the moment they discover I've spent a single dollar more—on medicine, no less—they drag me out and whip me 20 times in public. By the second lash, my back splits open, blood soaking through my skirt. My personal maid, Elsie Quinn, throws herself forward, sobbing. "Stop, please stop! Luna Sutton is fragile! She won't survive this!" But Mira only lashes harder. "Alpha Cassian said 20 lashes for every extra dollar. Who dares defy him?" I clutch my belly and manage a whisper. "Bring Alpha Cassian here..." A while later, Cassian arrives with his entourage. When he sees the blood streaking down my back, a flicker of pity crosses his eyes. "Mira, that's enough." Tears brim in Mira's eyes. "You said everyone would answer to me when you brought me back. I haven't even begun to be strict, and you're already going back on your word?" With that, she turns to leave. Cassian catches her hand. "Fine. I won't interfere. Don't tire yourself. Let the guards finish it." As the whip strikes me again and again, a warm, sticky pool of blood forms under me. A caustic laugh escapes my lips as tears streak down my face and into my tangled hair. By the time Cassian remembers me the next morning and finally sends for a healer, Elsie is bent over my body, trembling with grief. "Luna Sutton, how could this happen? You're gone, and so is the pup."

Timothy Yeager is the sole successor of Caelumis, the most powerful force of Efral. He has billions of dollars in inheritance and countless subordinates! On this day, he returns to civilization with the marriage contracts his mentor has set for him so he can keep his promise and protect his fiancées. However, as soon as he gets home, most of his fiancées call off their engagements to him. "Do you think you're worthy of marrying someone from the Barton family when you're so useless?" "How can the daughter of the Lynde family marry a peasant like you? It's a humiliation to her!" "Today, we're gathered here to annul the marriage contracts with a loser like you!" "You're dreaming if you think a peasant like you is worthy of marrying any of us ladies!" Amidst the insults and mockery, an icy voice rings out. "Since all five of you are annulling your marriage contracts with him, I, Mavis Jefferson, shall accept it." Timothy looks in her direction and his heart clenches. It's her!

Princess Ana Mae Villashne, the princess of Citrine is not just an ordinary mortal princess. She's the long lost daughter of the Goddess of love Aphrodite. Her destiny was long written in the book of prophecy even before she was born. She's fated to end the wrath of the evil and greedy Velion, the king of darkness. But being the child in the prophecy requires a great deal of sacrifice. After being born she wasn't able to feel the love and care from her real parents. She was sent to the mortal world for her own safety. But luckily she was adopted by the king and queen of Citrine who both treated her like their own child. Her journey towards fulfilling her mission has never been easy. When Velion finds out that she was long hidden in the mortal world, he sent his only son to kill her. But fate played a game on her and the Prince of Darkness. They have fallen inlove with each other. Two different persons, with two different missions was bonded by love. Will their love be strong enough to conquer their differences? And will love be able to reign in a world full of greed and hatred? Or it will just be turned into a myth and be gone forever?

Desire Almonte, the sole heiress of the illustrious Almonte Empire, finds herself ensnared in a treacherous game orchestrated by her grandfather's adopted son, Chase Almonte. Following the death of her beloved grandfather, Desire is thrust into the demanding role of CEO, leaving behind her promising career as a surgeon. However, Chase, driven by greed and ambition, relentlessly sabotages her efforts to uphold her grandfather's legacy, resorting to deceit and even attempted murder to eliminate her from the equation. Just when it seems that Chase's schemes might succeed, Desire is unexpectedly rescued by Kevin Villafuerte, a charismatic billionaire and CEO of a rapidly expanding tech company. With his support, Desire begins to reclaim her power and navigate the treacherous waters of corporate warfare. As she transforms from a vulnerable heiress into a formidable force, she returns to confront Chase, fueled by a burning desire for justice and revenge. In a high-stakes battle of wits and wills, Desire must outmaneuver Chase's cunning plots while uncovering the dark secrets of her family's past. As alliances shift and betrayals unfold, she learns that the true strength of the Almonte legacy lies not just in wealth, but in resilience and determination. With Kevin by her side, Desire is ready to reclaim her birthright and ensure that the Almonte Empire not only survives but thrives—no matter what the cost is.

Beatrix is a beautiful girl in her 20s who lives in a mystical small town of WillowRidge where she runs a small book cafe. Her life changes when she somehow manages to get the attention of two powerful billionaires who are visiting the town for a business meeting. One of them her senior from school. They have a history. The other one the most handsome man in his late 20’s, who can put the world on fire for her.

"In the presence of the Moon Goddess and all members of the Pack, I, Damian, Alpha of Silvermoon Pack, officially reject Seraphina as my mate!” On the day of my Mating Ceremony when I was twenty, my childhood Alpha and Fated Mate, Damian, brought back an unfamiliar female werewolf, Vivian. He claimed that on the Night of Souls, the silhouette of the Fated Soul he had seen was hers, not mine. “Vivian has told me everything. You gave me a Hallucination Potion to make me believe my Fated Mate was you. Now, it’s time to correct that mistake!” The moment the words left his mouth, my heart felt like it was being torn apart. Pain ripped through my whole body. Our Mate Bond splintered, inch by inch. I dropped to my knees, blood trickling from the corner of my lips as I clutched my chest. My other childhood friend and also the pack’s Beta, Ethan, just watched coldly. “There was never a Mate Bond between you and Damian. Enough with your pitiful act! The more you do this, the more we’ll despise you.” The mate I loved most, and the friend I trusted the most, teamed up to rub my nose in the dirt in front of everyone. Their words were like knives, gutting me open bit by bit. Staggering, I turned and fled from the pack. Once, it was a place that held all my happiness. Now, there was only coldness and betrayal. None of them cared, convinced I was just throwing a tantrum and would come crawling back sooner or later. It wasn’t until weeks later that they learned I had begun the Healer’s closed-door training. All ties must be severed, and complete solitude was required. I wasn't allowed to return for ten years. That was the moment they finally fell apart.