My Beast Son's In Heat

“I can feel your fear. Your heat. The way your sweet little cunt clenches before I even touch it. You’re not afraid of the beast, Kaerith… You’re starving for him.” He forces her legs wide, claws digging into her hips, pinning her down like prey. The head of his cock—thick, ridged, inhuman—presses against her dripping entrance, teasing her folds, soaking in her slick. “Now spread wider,” he hisses. “And let the beast feed.” — Kaerith—an omega, daughter of the last great Lycan Alpha—was born with the rarest curse of all. She was meant to be ransomed, not enslaved. Now, she’s chained inside Murnokh—a kingdom made of bone and nightmare. A slave. A plaything. A feeding source for Gorvane. Gorvane doesn’t make love. He fucks angrily. He devours. And no one survives it. King Gorvane, a Dreadborn, of the Kingdom of Murnokh, who died as a result of betrayal, rose from a battlefield soaked in centuries of rage. And now, he owns her. He touches her thoughts. Her fear. Her pain. Her buried rage. And he drinks it. But something in Kaerith cracks his hunger. It weakens him. It entices him. And when he finally takes her, it’s not just to feed—it’s to claim. She was never meant to survive his touch. Now, she’s the only thing keeping him sane. He doesn’t understand her softness. Her silence. Her refusal to scream. He’s built to feed on the wreckage of the human heart. But she is making him forget how to starve, how to rage, how to hate. Real love is poison to his kind. Their love is forbidden and if she discovers his True Name—the very grief that birthed him—she will have the power to destroy him… Or to set him free.

My sister-in-law and I have always been close, and we happened to be pregnant at the same time. However, during a routine check-up, she was diagnosed with uterine fibroids. I urged her to have surgery as soon as possible, but she refused and instead claimed her sallow complexion was a sign she was carrying a "child of fortune." She then retreated to the countryside to rest and nurture her pregnancy. Nine months later, while I grieved the loss of my stillborn child, she came back from the countryside with a baby girl in her arms. Consumed by the suspicion that the child was rightfully mine, I demanded a DNA test. That same night, my own mother and brother conspired to take my life. After my death, I discovered it was all a conspiracy. My family had orchestrated everything to swap my child for hers. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back to the moment before I took her for that fateful check-up.

My bride went missing on the night of our big day but woke up in my brother's room the next day. My parents persuaded me to ignore it for the sake of fame but scolded my wife as an easy girl. Angrily, I moved out of the villa with my wife. Soon after, my wife had a miscarriage and suffered from depression due to gossip. She jumped off from the top floor in front of me. Desperately, I followed her. Opening my eyes again, I found myself back to the time when the wedding ended.

Daciana Whitemane left her Pack for two years to become strong. When she came back, to enjoy the fruits of her labor, she got the unexpected shock of her life. She was mated and rejected and above all, she had to escape for her life.. What happens when she meets the General who could either kill her or spare her life? Conri Bardulf, the famous General of the Pure Moon Pack, had secrets deep within his heart. From the Alpha of the Pack to Daciana, he had thoughts about them. What happens when he has to take action for or against them? On whose side will he be on? Will he continue to be loyal to the Alpha? Daciana and Conri had to navigate their lives to the best of their abilities.

"I only want you, Theia. Always have always will and this shall never change. How could I ever want another when I possess the one I solely exist for?" "Phobos," I call his name fondly a need to hug him and breathe in his calming scent surfaces. "I do not wish to treat you like you are made of glass because you aren't. Your body was made for me and it can handle everything I choose to give it. And this I will prove it to you." "When?" I ask breathlessly as he ultimately turns around to meet my curious eyes. Golden rings outline his irises his beast announcing his presence and they stand as one before me. A wicked smile paints his face with a flash of canine displayed to me. A promise he gives that I will be ruthlessly devoured. "When I fuck you senseless." ~~~ After years of excruciating loneliness, Phobos approached me. A frightening beast, my soulmate who emerged from within the bounds of a ruthless storm. The male I yearned for. He caught me off guard and I was under the spell he cast through his ocean eyes. A spell I couldn't defeat and that very moment I knew I was in trouble. The second our eyes met I knew he would bring me endless heartache. We were childhood friends, him and I. Phobos the gentle juvenile I grew up with vanished and was replaced by a cold-hearted barbarian, he terrified me as he killed many with a blink of his eyes where his beast was often in control surging forward consuming his senses. They were equals. How can I connect with a beast like him? How could I make him call me his? How can I love my childhood friend who has become a monster?

“You’re getting engaged tomorrow.” My father said blandly as if he was talking about the weather. But that wasn't my problem. The problem is I’ve only met the girl once… and I don’t even like girls. No one knows I’m gay. Not even my father. So, the night before the big party, I did something stupid. I went to a bar. I got drunk. And I kissed a stranger. He was hot and dangerous in the best way. We had a one night stand. One night. That’s all it was supposed to be. Until the next day... when he walked into my engagement party. My fiancée turned to me and smiled. “Meet my brother.” I looked at him, frozen. And then he said, with a smirk— “Nice to meet you.” My heart dropped. This wasn’t just a one-night mistake anymore. Now, it’s the beginning of something dangerous... and maybe something real. Something I wanted.

"You can’t deny it. You feel the bond, don’t you? Every time I touch you, I see it in your eyes, the shiver that runs through you. He stole you from me, and I’m taking you back.” Alex’s voice rumbled low, fingers grazing my skin like he owned every inch of me. Caught between the man she vowed to stay loyal to and the one fate cruelly tied her to, Alexis’s life spirals into a dangerous game of love, power, and betrayal. When she uncovers that her husband's estranged twin brother is not only her mate but holds even deeper secrets, everything she thought she knew crumbles. With this forbidden affair threatening to rip apart the Campbell legacy and the son she fought to protect, Alexis must navigate forbidden passion, fractured loyalties, and a deadly sibling rivalry. Can she truly resist the magnetic pull of Alex, or will she risk everything—including her son—to embrace the love that was always meant to be hers?

A striking romance between Edward Knight and Liana Brown. Both the complete opposites of each other. While she has a sweet nature, always trying to be helpful and not hurt anyone on the other hand, for him, only hurting and torturing people gives his restless mind a bit of satisfaction and peace. What happens when this very same person gets obsessed with the girl.. He doesn't know if it's his love or a mere attraction or his addiction.. He wants her, and he swears by to get her. Will he be able to make himself her destiny? Will he be able to make her fall in love with him? Or will he just always manipulate her and keep her in the darkness? What will happen if she runs away from him? Is his obsession gonna protect her or just hurt her more?? .... Find out!!!!!

Lerina was exiled after her uncle managed to seize all of her parents' inheritance. He was forced to stay at the house of a friend's servant. He had to find a job at that time, but luck was not on his side. Until his friend Rivera heard from his parents that there was a rich man who wanted to have children without getting married. He offered it. Lerina, who really needed money for a place to live, daily life as well as tuition fees, finally accepted the offer. Five years later fate brought them together.

One day, I received a call from the property management. They politely advised me that even if it was a wedding, there was no need to make such a ruckus all night long, disturbing the neighbors. They said they were caught in the middle, and it was hard for them to deal with it. I replied, "You must be mistaken. I don't even have a boyfriend, so how could I be getting married?" Since I refused to admit it, the property management sent me a video from the community's security cameras. In the video, the hallway was decorated with lights and flowers, and guests were coming and going. A large group of people were escorting the bride into the new home. And the groom was none other than my ex-boyfriend, who I had broken up with two and a half years ago!