Noble Savage Trope

Warning!!! Dearest gentle reader, this book is highly rated 18+..... It contains mature content, explicit words, BDSM, and hardcore sex. If you like soft romance, reader's discretion is adviced. “You are mine now, Aria. Look at him like that again, and I will not only disown him as my son. I will have his manhood cut off, toss it to the omega she-wolves, and make them choke on it while he watches as he bleeds to death,” he whispered. His voice was low. Deep. Dark. Curling around me and causing my stomach to flutter. ******** Aria Nightwind was born to rule. She is the firstborn daughter of a noble bloodline, trained in the art of war and politics. She has spent her life proving herself to her father, but no matter her effort or sacrifice, she was never enough because she was a girl child. The only one she was enough for was her mate, or so Aria thought, until she caught him in bed with her brother! Humiliated, rejected, and on the verge of losing her birthright to her younger brother, Aria took up a new challenge of fighting for the one thing that is rightfully hers… - Zane Blackstone is a 6 black-inked beast in regal attire. Alpha King. Billionaire. Ruthless. Unpredictable. Unhinged. Wild and with an inborn likeness for anything sinful or forbidden. He doesn't forgive or feel. He closed off his heart after the death of his wife. His empire was built on years of hard work, sacrifice, resilience, self-denial, and discipline. He had everything figured out for himself. He didn't believe in love or romance… All he wanted was sex… Well, that was a sudden twist in events that made him cross path with Aria, his Son's ex-mate.

I got pregnant by Alessio Moretti—my brother's best friend, and the youngest, most handsome Don in New York. Then his old flame, Bianca, the one who ghosted him, came back. I thought he’d drop me for her. But he just smirked. "She left without a word. There's no going back." My brother, Gianni, was even colder. "She's not a Ricci anymore. My only sister is you." I believed them. For three years, they'd shown me a warmth and love I'd never known. Then a video of my drunk foster father beating me went viral. The world mocked the noble Ricci princess, once tortured like a beggar. I shattered. I ran to find the only two men I trusted. But I stopped cold at their study door, frozen by Bianca's sickly sweet voice. "Gianni, Alessio... leaking that video? Wasn't it too cruel? Marcella's pregnant." My brother's reply was instant. "That's the point. Pregnancy is supposed to soften her. But she's been running around like she owns the place, keeping you out." Alessio just laughed. "Don't worry about Marcella. She can't touch us. And she's too soft-hearted to ever hurt our child." Tears streamed down my face. A sharp pain shot through my heart. He's right. The baby is my treasure. I'd never hurt him. But Alessio... I won't let you control me. I walked away, numb. I booked a flight. I will slip through their fingers, take my baby, and disappear from their world forever.

Happiness and contentment are the very things that defined Camilla’s existence on Earth. In search for her parents, she was lost and with it all she had. Disappearing into the unknown and brought to a world she never heard of. Rescued and with no hope of returning, she severed the feelings left of her previous life. She’s able to build a new identity in the peculiar world. Having friends and a purpose, she felt she’s living the one she used to have. But life isn't done with her yet. In hopes of gaining alliance of the strongest empire, King Rupert abducted the odd looking erudite woman to help him or risk going to war and lose everything. Camilla can choose to go back and keep living her happy days, knowing it wouldn’t last. Or go along with the King’s plan which might get her killed but’ll save the country for good if she succeeds. She chose the latter, became princess Thalyn, and was sent to attend the coronation of the Imperial prince. Imperial Prince Fazan found a way to bring his dead mother back to life. With a magical stone, he could accomplish the task. However he only possesses half of the stone and is in pursuit of the other which is buried in the forbidden palace of Myrtha. But only a woman of noble blood could open its gates. The stone chooses its lady and it came to light that the person it wants is princess Thalyn. Camilla has successfully achieved her task, regrettably her secret was uncovered by the prince who used it to his advantage. She once again found herself at somebody’s mercy, only this time she’d no choice but to accede. They began their long quest full of uncertainty, adventure, and perhaps romance.

I was born destined to be fertile. The kind of woman who brings heirs into the world as if it were destiny. My womb had never failed me. The Schuyler family had practically begged me to marry into their family. The reason was simple. For three generations, the Schuyler family had only produced a single heir each time. Their bloodline was hanging by a thread. The patriarch of the family, Albert Schuyler, went everywhere looking for solutions. Doctors, fortune tellers, shamans, anyone who could give him hope. In the end, every prediction pointed to me. After I married Jack Schuyler, my first pregnancy was twins. The entire Schuyler family exploded with joy. Albert donated to every church and fortune teller alike, kneeling in gratitude. Before the babies were even weaned, the Schuyler family business began to thrive. Everyone said that it was the blessing of having noble heirs. Wedding gifts, properties, and company shares. The Schuyler family spared nothing. They treated me like a queen, terrified that I might suffer even the slightest. Until the day I gave birth to my third child. Jack Schuyler's true love, Bianca Chance, barged into the delivery room, screaming at me, "You shameless tramp! You're nothing but a breeding sow! One baby after the other! Are you trying to trap Jack with your womb? You disgusting woman! Jack had said that everything you give birth to will just be burdens sooner or later!" I pressed a hand on my wound and looked at her. Burden? Fine. I would take these so-called burdens with me. As for the Schuyler family's precious bloodline, they had to figure out how to continue it on their own.

While exploring the wilderness, my younger sister—Charlotte Forrester—and I accidentally stumble onto the territory of supernatural beings. She grabs the hand of the noble, elegant male elf, her posture coy and intimate. Before I can react, a wolfman with a scar on his face wraps his arm around my waist and leads me away. Charlotte, who judges others by appearance, is unaware that the male elf—Elwin Duskwood—belongs to a tribe of half-elves. Half-elves are beautiful but possess no real capabilities. They are considered a marginalized group among elves and struggle to make ends meet every day. On the other hand, the wolfman—Morgan Nightshade—is a mid-tier wolf tribe's Highlord. After giving birth to an extremely rare silver wolf for him, I have become the Highlady of the tribe. I'm respected by everyone in the tribe and feast on delicacies every day. Meanwhile, Charlotte becomes emaciated after suffering from starvation for several months. When she sees how plump I am, she goes insane from jealousy. While the wolf tribe is entertaining guests at a banquet, she uses poison to kill me. The next time I open my eyes, Charlotte and I are back at the moment we first entered the supernatural beings' territory by mistake. Charlotte immediately hugs Morgan by the waist and kisses him. She showers him with flattery about his strength, calling him the man of her dreams. I can't help but laugh out loud. Silly Charlotte. As a wolfman, Morgan is ill-tempered, and he easily loses control of his emotions. He also becomes even more bloodthirsty after transforming. It's not all sunshine and rainbows being his mate. But I never imagined the elves could be so… in that regard.

Rejected by her mate the supreme Alpha of the Lunpa clan Tala Tamaska goes rogue to find a better life. Meanwhile Ray Vladimir was introduced as the prince of vampires but seemed and venture first before taking up responsibilities to the throne. The two met at ah highschool but at first their paths where not seemed to align, and after Tala got traded off to a vampire in order to save a wolf from her brother's clan, she got placed under a curse to go hunt Ray on the full moon. They started liking each other, maybe even admit that its love, but the Lunpa clan, Sean the vampire who cursed Tala, and an evil witch named Elaine had different plans for them. Werewolf and Vampire romance is banned by law but that didn't stop Ray from being with Tala, although he later finds out that Tala is a rare variant of wolf called a Twin venom, the only werewolf that can kill a noble vampire. Will Ray leave the dangers of being with Tala to instead marry a vampire Queen named Lilith to secure the future of two kingdoms? Or will his love for Tala prevail against all odds. Tala being an Omega her whole life, will she one day reach alpha? Will her twin venom heritage make her decide to rather not be with Ray, fearing she might kill him? Opposites attract, the age old rivalry between werewolves and vampires are revealed that wolves love vampire flesh, and vampires can't get enough of wolf blood. Inner conflicts, laws, consequences, all stand in the path of Ray and Tala, and the ultimate threat of Ray's grandfather, the sleeping tyrant Vlad Dracul looms in the future, who hates werewolves and wanted to wipe them out in the past.

My sister and I slept for a thousand years. Tonight, we would Awaken. We would become true High-Bloods. Our Sire, Countess Lylandra, brought us two men. We had to choose a Blood Thrall. A cold, celibate priest. A young, harmless noble prince. In my past life, Lilith grabbed the prince by the neck and vanished into the shadows. She left me with the cold-hearted priest. The prince's blood was sweet, his soul pure. He was supposed to be the perfect sacrifice for the Awakening ritual. Lilith should have become a High-Blood without any trouble. But she fell for the prince's sweet words and gentle lies. She poured her ancient power into him. She forged a false blood bond to help him seize the throne. On his coronation day, he plunged a dagger dipped in blessed silver into her heart. With his own hands, he carved out her new Blood Core. He offered it to his werewolf allies. Lilith nearly turned to dust. And me? The priest helped me purify my blood. I broke the vampire curse. I no longer feared the sun or blessed silver. I became the legendary Daywalker Queen. Jealousy drove her mad. She used her last drop of power to unleash a kin-curse. It killed us both. Then I opened my eyes. I was back. Back to the night we chose our Blood Thralls. This time, Lilith chose differently. She wrapped herself around the priest, a vision of seduction. Her blood-red wings spread, ready to carry him away. My fangs slid from my gums. A choice? Why should I have to choose? The priest and the prince... Both are mine for the taking.

For many years, a powerful throne has waited for the true ruler who can take it. Everyone believes only a strong Alpha can claim it, but no one ever expected Samien to be the one. Samien was born into a noble family. Her future was supposed to be easy. She was meant to become a gentle Luna, marry a great Alpha, and stay behind him while he led. But Samien has her own dreams. She has the spirit of a leader in her heart. She wants to choose her own path and lead her own pack. To chase her future, she hides her identity and joins Wolves Academy as a boy. The academy is a harsh place where young Alpha boys train and compete. Every day is a battle. Every mistake is dangerous. Samien struggles to survive among them. She faces mockery, pain and hard challenges. One of her greatest enemies is Mark Draven. He is strong, feared and respected. He also never misses a chance to test her limits. What no one knows is that Samien carries a secret power. She is a Moon wolf with a rare gift that can change the fate of the packs. When others discover this truth, she becomes a target. Hunted and betrayed, Samien has only one choice left. She must rise and claim the throne before her enemies destroy her future. But the journey is filled with danger, heartbreak and hidden truths. The biggest challenge of all is the unexpected bond between her and Mark Draven. He was her enemy. Now he is tied to her by fate. Will Mark stand with her or be the one who destroys her? The fight for the throne is coming, and Samien must decide who she can trust as she faces her greatest test.

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.

My wolf went insane after I watched my parents take their own lives right before my eyes. My childhood protector, Alexander, had to hold me every night. The only thing that can soothe my wolf is Alexander's Alpha scent. Later, Sophie, the Beta he cherished, took her own life, leaping from a bridge into the sea. Everyone thought I had pushed Sophie into the sea, so that I could have Alexander all to myself. The warmth Alexander once had for me was gone, replaced by an endless, desolate disappointment. He kept whispering, "Why... did it have to be this way?" But when a vampire’s lethal curse came for me, he still drained his Alpha strength to take the fatal blow. As he lay dying, he used his last ounce of strength to wipe a tear from my cheek. "It was my fault… I spoiled you, Elena. I never should have… brought you into my pack." Alexander's parents, the former Alpha and Luna, called me a cursed Omega. They said I was a calamity, that I was the one who destroyed their proud, noble Alpha son. Consumed by regret, I went to the altar of the Moon Goddess and offered my soul. I begged for a second chance, even if it cost me my soul's eternal peace. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Alexander discovered my sick obsession with him—my desperate need to claim him as my mate. This time, I would crush every delusional fantasy. My only wish was for him to find his true mate and live a long, powerful, peaceful life. As for me… my life was a price I was willing to pay.