Myth

Willow’s life was already a dangerous temptation, sharing a roof with four handsome, towering, and domineering stepbrothers who push every boundary between family and fantasy. But when her father is murdered and her home drenched in blood, on the same day a truth unfolded: her stepbrothers weren't always what they seemed, they were lycans and fate had cruelly marked her to them. Now on the run from traitors of her pack and hunted by an unknown enemy who wants her blood to break a curse she doesn't even have a slightest clue of, Willow is trapped between the pull of her stepbrothers' touch and the fear of surrendering to them completely. The more they protect her in her new surrounding, the more she falls for them and wants to explore her fantasies. They all made a promise to return Willow back to her pack when she's ready and reclaim her father's title as Alpha, but as jealousy began to creep in and the desire to share her diminished into a heated rivalry, can they fulfill their promise to her or this is to be a bond even the moon goddess might regret?

Three Powerful Alphas. One Outcast. And a deadly virus. Iris is caught in the middle of the three. Confused between an ex who’d betrayed her once, Alpha Ryker, her dead bestfriend’s mate, Alpha Kade and Alpha Ash, the quiet fury. With an unknown virus that kills every other werewolf just by contact but triggers her heat, Iris is confused, scared, torn between loyalty and the truth. Trying to figure out why she’s different while fighting her basic instincts to mate with the Alpha she sets her eyes on. The Alphas are ruthless with their claim. But who would she choose?

Erica was Alpha Justin's mate until he threw her away like trash. The man she loved the most branded her as a criminal, stripped her of her dignity, and exiled her to the Forbidden Place. But she survived all the pain. Her fate was strange. It watched her fall, only to place her in the path of the most dangerous man on the mountain. Adam Scott, the second Lycan Prince, was the man everyone spent their lives trying to avoid. But for Erica, the one man she was supposed to fear is the only one standing between her and the grave. Justin threw her to the wolves, never realizing she was their Queen. Adam pulled her close, and let everyone find out what happened when an exiled Omega finally found her power. “Erica, I am sorry. Come back to me,” Justin begged her to return. "Tell me, darling. When I burn his pack house to the ground, do you want to watch, or do you want to be the one to light the match?” Adam asked her with a smirk, his voice a low growl.

King Lucien Draven rules the United Packs with cold iron strength. He has crushed every rebellion and refused every mating alliance. Lycan law demands a king produce heirs with a royal female or face challenge to his throne. Male omegas are disposable tributes, never equals. Then Caelan Ashford arrives as tribute from a fading noble pack. The quiet, scarred omega expects death in the royal palace. Instead, his scent ignites the ancient mate bond the instant their eyes meet. The pull is raw, immediate, and utterly forbidden. Lucien fights the bond with ruthless control. He confines Caelan to the lower halls, assigns him to brutal training, and buries desire beneath duty. But every stolen glance and accidental brush erodes his restraint. The bond grows stronger, darker, impossible to ignore. Caelan hides a deadly secret: royal blood from the dynasty Lucien’s ancestors destroyed. His silver collar dulls his true scent, yet it cannot hide him from the king or from Prince Rowan Draven, Lucien’s charismatic and dangerous younger brother. Rowan sees Caelan as both prize and weapon. He offers protection and power in exchange for loyalty, circling like a predator while court intrigue thickens with assassination plots and rising rebellion. Torn between throne and heart, Lucien must decide how much he will risk for his forbidden mate. Caelan, trapped between two lethal alphas, navigates betrayal, awakening power, and a bond that could destroy the kingdom or remake it. In a slow-burning dance of denial and surrender, where every touch courts war and every refusal cuts deeper, one forbidden connection threatens an empire and two wounded souls who were never meant to find each other.

They say the happiest moment in a Lycan’s life is when they finally meet their fated mate. But what happens when you reject your fated mate just to be with your chosen one—only to realize you made the biggest mistake of your life when the one you chose abandons you and picks someone else? That was exactly what happened to Amelia Blake. After discovering she was pregnant with the child of her boyfriend and chosen mate, Lucas West, she was cruelly rejected by him. Instead of staying by her side, he chose her stepsister, Olivia Blake. What Amelia didn’t know was that everything had been planned from the start by her stepsister and stepmother. They wanted Lucas—the Alpha of their The Crescent Moon Pack—for themselves. Ever since her mother died and her father left the empire, her stepmother had been slowly poisoning her, leading to the loss of her unborn child… and eventually, her own death. Before she drew her last breath, the truth was finally revealed to her. “Even with your dying breath, you’re still a fool, Amelia. You’re too kind, just like your mother. That’s why you’ll die without even putting up a fight.” With her final breath, she vowed she would seek vengeance. She swore she would make every single person who hurt, used, and belittled her pay the price. And when she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the past one year before her death. There, she met again the fated mate she once rejected and decided she would use Lorcan Ashford—Lucas West step-brother, as her weapon in her revenge.

Als Lykanerkönigin wurde Lyra geboren, um zu herrschen — nicht um zu lieben. Gefährten sind Schwäche. Gefühle sind Verrat. Und ihr Vater hat sie zur perfekten Waffe erzogen. Doch am Tag eines öffentlichen Urteils riecht sie ihn. Ihren Gefährten. Die Bindung zwischen ihnen entfacht augenblicklich ein Feuer, das das gesamte Rudel spürt. Ein König darf keinen Rivalen dulden — und ihr Vater stellt ihr ein unmögliches Ultimatum: Töte ihn. Oder töte mich. Um ihren Gefährten zu beanspruchen, muss Lyra den Mann stürzen, der ihr Leben lang über sie herrschte. Doch während Machtspiele, Verrat und Blut das Rudel zerreißen, wird klar: manche Bestien tragen Kronen. Liebe bedeutet Krieg. Und eine Königin muss entscheiden, wessen Blut den Thron färbt.

"I will take her in exchange," Alpha Dante declared, and the ball room instantly quieted down, and all eyes turned to the said girl. Whispers filled the ballroom, although it was rather useless since everyone could hear them clearly with their heightened senses. Rhea, the object of discussion, stood there in tattered clothes, confused and seemingly lost. She never wanted to draw so much attention to herself, but here she was with everyone's eyes on her because of a single statement from one man. "I am sorry, Alpha Dante, you must be mistaken, that is not my daughter..." Alpha Collins said but was rudely interrupted by Alpha Dante. "She is the one I want,” Alpha Dante said coldly. “Give her to me or forget about our deal.” ***** Born a mix of blood, half vampire, and half werewolf, Rhea was neither considered a werewolf nor a vampire. Just someone who wasn't needed. Someone who shouldn't exist. Someone whose existence was an abomination. Her father's absence in her life and her mother's passing rendered Rhea homeless, nowhere to go, and no one to turn to. She is forced to fend for herself from an early age, serving as a maid in the packhouse despite being hated and scorned by all. Dante, an alpha whose path had always been painted Scarlet, cursed by the moon goddess, walked a lone and bloodied path. He never asked for a mate and never wanted one after all. He was cursed by the very entity their race worships. He never thought he needed one until he met her. For the first time, he felt his heart waver, his silent beast stirred in the presence of another and definitely not out of hostility.

His gray eyes twinkled with mischief. “Are you scared Vee?” his throaty voice hummed tantalizing sensations down my spine and pooling between my legs. I bite my lower lips an involuntary, harmless act, at least so I thought, until the resulting burning desire in his eyes and the bulge in his cargo pants said otherwise. He wanted me, but that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that I wanted him too. “I am not scared of you,” my voice came out as an embarrassing whimper. I looked away from the burning desires in his eyes, afraid that it might consume me. Not that it mattered. I was already consumed by him. ______ When Vee McKenna is kidnapped by the Lycan king’s men, she finds herself facing execution for the theft of a mystical pearl stolen by her identical twin sister, Vera McKenna. The handsome but deadly Lycan King, Adonis Greyhound , has just one year to live and when his pearl is stolen by a half blood, he swears vengeance. But when he finds out that she is his mate and the only who can save his life, Adonis devises a plan to make her fall in love with him. But nothing in life ever goes as planned. Would Adonis give up his hate for humans and embrace love? Or would he give up on what could be the best thing in his life all for a game?

Liora Morrin seorang mahasiswa jurusan musik yang hobi membaca novel bergenre fantasi, kini berada di tempat yang bagaikan negeri dongeng. Ingatan terakhirnya adalah dia sedang berjalan pulang ke kosnya setelah menyelesaikan kuliah malam. Dia sempat bertemu dengan sosok menyeramkan dan disinilah dia berakhir. Lalu apa-apaan desain kamar yang norak ini? Apa mereka sedang syuting film kerajaan abad pertengahan? Disaat dia belum benar-benar mencerna situasi dengan baik, pintu kamarnya diketuk. seorang lelaki tampan masuk, tidak... bahkan sangat tampan. Jangan-jangan.. dia masuk ke dunia novel seperti jalan cerita novel yang sering dibacanya?

Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack. Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy. Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience. Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl. What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground? Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes? Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.