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Alpha’s Childhood Sweetheart Killed My Mother, I Faked Death

Alpha’s Childhood Sweetheart Killed My Mother, I Faked Death

My Alpha mate Cain's childhood sweetheart Vivienne had returned from her overseas training in healing. She'd made a bet with the other healers that she could use the deadly wolfsbane to cure patients. Every senior healer told her it was absolutely impossible. But she ignored the warnings and injected a massive dose of wolfsbane extract straight into my mother Iris's body. My mother fell into a deep coma after her wolf was killed. My brother Ethan, enraged at the Moonlight Gathering, demanded a Trial by Blood from Vivienne, demanding her life. But Cain had Ethan imprisoned in the Silver Prison before the gathering. I was trembling with rage, wanting to tell everyone the truth at the gathering. But Cain stopped me. “When you go up on stage, tell everyone that what happened to your mother was an accident.” I froze, tears streaming down my face. I was his mate, after all. A flicker of guilt crossed Cain's eyes as he gently wiped away my tears. “Don't cry, baby,” his voice was low and gentle. “Vivian and I grew up together. She saved my life when we were little. She's a good person. She would never intentionally use Wolfsbane to harm your mother. It was an accident.” “You just need to admit it wasn't Vivian's fault,” Cain said, “and I'll get the best healers to treat your mother.” He paused. “Ethan will be released immediately too.” I closed my eyes. “Okay…” Since Vivienne was so important to you, then I would grant your wish. I turned and staged my death, leaving with my mother and brother. But the powerful Alpha broke down, searching the world for me and begging me to come back.
Short Story · Werewolf
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Alpha Asher's Forbidden Mate

Alpha Asher's Forbidden Mate

When Aria Thorn returns to her pack after a year in exile, she expects nothing but whispers of shame and Damien Blackthorn’s cold rejection still haunting her. Instead, she steps into a battlefield of power and betrayal. The once-proud Shadowfang pack now belongs to Alpha Riven Cade—a ruthless warrior who rebuilt it from ruin, feared for his iron control and merciless command. Damien, her former lover and childhood friend, has risen to power as a cunning strategist. His ambition burns brighter than ever—claim the Alpha seat, claim the pack, and claim Aria as his Luna, no matter the cost. But destiny has other plans. On the night of Aria’s return, under the blazing eyes of the Moonlight Ceremony, she is branded with a mate bond before the entire pack. Not with Damien. With Riven. What begins as survival spirals into a war of love and power. Riven demands her loyalty but offers no warmth, every clash between them simmering with fury and forbidden desire. Damien manipulates allies, whispering poison into ears until the pack itself begins to fracture. And as betrayal seeps through the ranks, Aria’s buried Shadowfang bloodline awakens—its power tied to a prophecy that could unite the Alphas or destroy them all. Her grandmother’s dying visions warn her: one Alpha she loves must die. Allies vanish. Missions are sabotaged. Blood spills beneath the full moon. Caught between her cold, fated Alpha and her dangerous ex-lover, Aria must choose: save her people beside Riven—or surrender to vengeance and risk becoming the storm that ends them all. Every heartbeat brings her closer to the truth: love is war, destiny is betrayal, and her Shadowfang bloodline is both her greatest weapon—and her deadliest curse.
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Cursed Bride Of The Vampire Prince

Cursed Bride Of The Vampire Prince

Their love was a flame that will set the world on fire! __ Werewolves were never meant to fall in love with vampires, when the moon goddess brings together two sworn enemies from different races as mates, what will become of a love born out of hate? As a wolfless wolf, Seraphina has been maltreated by her adoptive parents and shunned by her pack. However, she catches the attention of an exiled royal vampire, whose family wants hers dead. Eros Morningstar has always been different, born of a curse as a hybrid and a threat to all races. Fate plays a risky game by bringing his beloved, whose life is entwined with his by a prophecy that foretells of both lovers killing each other. Will Seraphina overlook the fate that has been set for them and fall in love with Eros? With a promise to avenge the deaths of his mother and sister, what will Eros do when he learns the truth about Seraphina’s identity and her real parents? In a world where love and hate collide, will love conquer all? __ Excerpt; “Do..do i know you?” Seraphina stuttered, wondering why she couldn't keep her words straight, looking at the night creature that stumbled over her short height. He looked magnificent under the moonlight, so captivating that it was difficult to look away and also to remember that he could kill her in a blink of an eye. Eros smirked, looking at his beloved act like he was a nobody to her.He started to approach her slowly, which made Seraphina back away instantly and that made him angry. “S.. stop. Stay away from me.” She breathed out. Yet, this vampire won't stop chasing after her. Why? Who is he?
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After Nine Escapes, I Chose His Brother

After Nine Escapes, I Chose His Brother

After Cain called off our mate-bonding ceremony for the ninth time—calling it off for the sake of his childhood sweetheart—the Alpha himself came to the Abel family estate to deliver an apology in person. "We are prepared to offer an additional 300kg of frost iron, three hunting territories west of Silvermoon Forest, and nine forges in the pack compound," he announced. "Consider this reparations for the nine broken betrothals." Before his words even faded, Cain's laughter crackled through the phone speaker. "Dad, is she honestly worth that kind of price? I could toss her a half-rotted beast bone soaked in moonlight and she'd still come crawling. You'd be better off funneling those resources into Lina's beast-training arena." The old Alpha ended the call without a second thought. His golden wolf eyes shifted toward me, heavy with visible unease. The gathered wolves stifled their snickers, their throats rippling with suppressed laughter. Every pair of eyes fixed on me, gleaming with anticipation of the show. They all expected me to swallow the humiliation, just as I always had. After all, every wolf in Silvermoon Pack knew the tale: I, the Abel family daughter, had been pining for Cain, the Alpha King's youngest son, for years. Pathetic and devoted. But I'd endured this exact scene eight times before. I was done with it. And more than that, I was done with him. A beat of silence passed. Then I lifted my gaze, searching the crowd until I found the one face Cain despised most: his older brother, Cass. A slow smile curved my lips. "Whoever I claim as my mate inherits the Alpha title," I said. "Does that promise still stand?"
Short Story · Werewolf
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The Freedom to Love

The Freedom to Love

I pushed the crown meant for the future Luna Queen to the center of the table. Right in front of my dad, Leroy Graham, I carved another name onto the cap of the crown. [Delia Graham.] My dad froze. He couldn't believe I would willingly give up the chance to become Luna Queen. Seeing the delight on his face, I smiled. In my past life, my engagement was the biggest joke in the entire northern territory's werewolf kingdom. I was rebellious, stubborn, and never relented to anyone. I loved short skirts, strong liquor, running under the moonlight, and coming back covered in dirt. If it weren't for the century-old mating rule, no one would have believed I was fit to stand beside Alpha King Lucian Kramer. For him, and for the Luna Queen's crown, I changed my ways. I put away my tight dresses, I gave away my wine collection, and I memorized royal etiquette. I learned to speak slowly at banquets, to lower my head in prayer in the Moon Goddess Shrine, and to train myself into a proper shewolf. In my past life, I tortured myself until I lost everything that made me shine. I died a little more every time I lowered my head. Now, when I opened my eyes again, I was back at the moment my dad pushed the crown toward me. This time, I didn't want the crown. I didn't want Lucian, and I didn't want anyone telling me how a white werewolf should live. As for Alpha King Lucian, that arrogant and stubborn man? Whoever wanted him could have him!
Short Story · Werewolf
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MY SUPER CRUSH IS AN ALPHA

MY SUPER CRUSH IS AN ALPHA

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In the enchanting town of Crescentville, where moonlight dances upon the cobblestone streets, a tale of forbidden love and supernatural destiny unfolds. Sandra Davidson, a wide-eyed freshman at the renowned University of Molvia, had dreams of a typical college experience. Little did she know that fate had something extraordinary in store for her. One fateful night, just a month before her first day of classes, Sandra's life takes an unforeseen turn when she is bitten by an alpha werewolf. Unbeknownst to her, the mysterious alpha who transformed her into a creature of the night is none other than Victor Kristianson—the captivatingly handsome guy who would become her departmental colleague and secret crush. As Sandra grapples with her newfound powers and identity, she discovers that her heart yearns for Victor, even though his true nature remains a well-guarded secret. But their love story is far from ordinary. In Crescentville, a battle for dominance rages between the werewolves and the treacherous Nosferatu vampires. As tensions escalate and dark forces conspire, Sandra finds herself entangled in a dangerous web of supernatural politics. Determined to protect those she loves, she joins Victor and his loyal pack to fight against the bloodthirsty vampires. Amidst the chaos, romance blossoms, igniting a passionate connection between Sandra and Victor. As they face countless challenges, their love becomes their strength, defying the boundaries of their intertwined destinies. Together, they navigate the treacherous terrain of Crescentville, unraveling secrets and uncovering the true power of their love. In "My Super Crush is an Alpha," love and danger intertwine in a spellbinding tale that will leave you breathless. Lose yourself in the enchanting streets of Crescentville as Sandra and Victor's love story unfolds, and prepare to be captivated by the irresistible allure of werewolves and the eternal battle against darkness.
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Arrange Marriage With Alpha Alex

Arrange Marriage With Alpha Alex

"The only reason I said okay to this mating was for the sake of my Pack. Our relationship will only be a way to ensure peace between our packs. I don't like you. And I never will. So do not have any ideas." Ashly stared and asked,  "How is this fair to me?". "Life is unfair, Omega. I have a girlfriend. She is the one I will always love. You are just an inconvenience. I know how to get rid of you, and I will, after making sure the thwart between our packs won't ever be affected. I hate you, Ashly James. That's a constant."   Ashly, an Omega from the Shadow Pack, and Alex, an Alpha from the Moonlight Pack, are engaged to be mates as a peace treaty between the two packs that have been at odds for centuries. Ashly falls in love with the Alpha, even though Alex is rude. Alex doesn't want Ashly as his mate. He is in love with Jasmine from the Starlight Pack and does everything he can to make Ashly despise him and break off their marriage. Now, here, Ashly is waiting for her Alpha to come home to her from his secret lover. Will Alex realize Ashly's worth, or will Ashly get fed up with being stuck in a loveless marriage and decide to leave behind Alex, the only guy her heart yearns for? At last, Alex crossed his line when he slept with Ashly and made her pregnant. Life gets more difficult for Ashly when Alex leaves her after making her pregnant. 15 years later, Ashly lives in a small, rundown apartment in the worst part of the city with her 14-year-old son, who won't stop asking about his Alpha dad. What happens when Alex and Ashly meet?
Werewolf
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m16_babyarmalite
oh it really tugged my heart. i could not imagine feeling humiliated in such. as if ashly really was the one decided to have their union from the very beginning. alex need not to slap it in her face knowing ashly has also given up her freedom for such treaty
Nicole Santiago
Omg why can’t she just show him she don’t need him ? Like come on she is such a push over I hate it I hate that she always begging him to stay and be with her she should reject him and find true love someone that will love her and worship the ground she walks on and let him regret what he did to her
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The Mansion {Madres Mansion}

The Mansion {Madres Mansion}

The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically.... Tales of missing children are considered a fallacy till teenage Sonia goes missing... Follow Sonia on her desperate quest to break free... And bring the truth to light
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The Lord's Plaything

The Lord's Plaything

Everyone warned me never to fall for Dante Moretti. They said he was the ghost of the Velasco family—an underboss who ordered hits without blinking, his heart colder than the barrel of his gun. But when he bent me over that mahogany desk, his mouth against my ear commanding me to say his name, I was stupid enough to think that was possession. It took me an entire year to see the truth. The photographs locked in his study drawer were never of me. The woman in white waiting for him in the cathedral district on Sunday mornings was never me. The girl who took a bullet for him, the one he called his "salvation"—her name is Elena Abate. And Elena happens to be my stepmother's daughter. My father is trying to sell me to a half-dead Agosti heir for five hundred million to save the family. My stepmother is scheming to erase me from existence entirely. And the man I thought would burn this city to the ground for me? On the day I needed him most, he was lifting Elena up a flight of stairs, cradling her like something sacred. They all thought I was just a pawn to be moved around their chessboard. They were wrong. If Dante can't let go of his precious white moonlight, his "salvation," then I'll become someone else's "widow." If Elena believes she's already won this game, I'll let her watch from the front row as a woman with nothing left to lose burns it all down. My name is Serafina. Remember it. Because I am about to become the reckoning none of them saw coming.
Short Story · Mafia
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No Jealousy Left, Alpha

No Jealousy Left, Alpha

After I lost the baby, I gave up everything my mate, Alpha Rhydian, hated. I stopped using our bond to sense where he was. I could sleep soundly even when he didn't come back to our bedroom all night. I didn't even tell him when a rogue's silver blade sliced my arm during a border skirmish. The pack doctor told me to notify my family. I just answered calmly, "I don't have a family." The doctor recognized me. "You're the Luna. Alpha Rhydian is at headquarters. Should I inform him?" I shook my head gently. "No, don't." But half an hour later, Rhydian came anyway. His tall frame cast a shadow over me, his voice ice-cold. "You're hurt. Why didn't you call me through the mind link?" I lowered my eyes. "It's just a scratch. No need to bother the Alpha." A low growl rumbled in his chest. The air crackled with his fury. He was about to speak when a guard whispered outside the door, "The Alpha cares so much for Isla. She just pricked her finger on a rose thorn, and he gave her the pack's most precious moonlight herb." I saw his jaw clench. His gray-blue eyes shot to me, searching for the jealous rage I always used to show. I gave him nothing. Not even a blink. I just leaned back against the cheap hospital pillows and closed my eyes. But Rhydian's composure finally shattered.
Short Story · Werewolf
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