Queen Of Green

Two years into my marriage with Don Dante, my ex came back. Julian, the man who shattered my heart five years ago. He announced he was getting engaged. And he wanted me as his mistress. "I know I hurt you," he said. "My family looks down on mob ties. It was never going to work. But now? I'm marrying Tiffany. I'm taking over the family empire. I can finally afford to keep you." I just sneered at him. "Did it ever occur to you that I might be married?" He scoffed. "What decent family would have you? The daughter of a mob underboss? Don't be ridiculous." His arrogance made me sick. When I refused, he slapped a black card on the table. Told me to buy whatever I wanted. He said he'd pick me up next week. That we could spend every weekend tangled up in his bed. I spat on the floor at his feet. "Get him out," I told my guard. "And take his trash with him." He didn't get it. Not then. But he would. The moment he found out who I married. I didn't just marry anyone. I married the king of the Chicago underworld. A man he could never touch. And when he finally figured it out, he lost his goddamn mind.

Pythia comes from a long line of dark witches, she killed her mother for her reckless behavior and becomes the queen of the dark witches and teamed up with the Great White Witch and the vampire queen to fight in the battle to keep the balance in all the different worlds, she meets her mate, Tye in the great battle. Tye is the great white witches brother and a alpha. Together they will embark on a battle to correct the elders and take a step forward to peace among the dark witches, the road is long especially when they find out Pythias true royalty line. When realms collide and the moon goddess has to step in and aid because of the new found threat Pythia is forced to train harder, work harder and plan for the absolute unexpected but, as she learns her true powers she starts to realize that she can handle anything that may threaten her and her family. The vampire queen (Ambrosia) and Pythia will become close and discover the true origins of their pasts. They rely on each other when their mates are not around. New family is discovered and it is time they all come together to face one of the toughest moments in the dark witches history.

I didn’t have it all. I wasn’t well-loved. I had a weak wolf. But I had him—my fated mate, the man I loved with my life. Ryan Crest was like the air I breathed. And then, on my twentieth birthday, everything came crashing down. He drugged me. Delivered me to a room. And by morning, he rained accusations on my head. I was rejected, betrayed, flogged, and thrown out—no trial, no justice, not even when the truth stared everyone in the face. My sister took my place. Pregnant with his heir. A scheme well planned. But from the ashes rose a cold Alpha—masked, dangerous, yet fiercely protective. With him, I carried a child of my own. And for the first time since my fall, I was certain of one thing: I would live. Protected. And maybe… loved.

"If you want to leave, don't ever take my son!" (Tharique) "He is also my son, he was in my body for months. You are evil! Is this the love you promised me?" (Esme) Esme Sunny, a woman who has a quarter of Lycan blood, has sacrificed a lot to get the throne of the Lycan King. She must escape from her world and enter the world of the Lycans who are cruel and greedy for power. As an unwanted queen, because she was not considered a true Lycan, she was expelled and rejected by the King. She had to leave her son who would be the next heir. Watch the excitement of getting back to her son who is considered not to have the strength of a lycan in general. ***

Scarlett was supposed to walk down the aisle in white silk, glowing with love and a secret growing inside her. Instead, she walked out of a hospital with shaking hands, a shattered heartbeat, and a womb that would never feel the flutter she had been so excited to announce. Her fairytale didn’t just crack. It detonated. On the same day she should have become a wife, she became a woman drowning in betrayal—betrayal delivered by the very man who had once fixed her broken-down car and promised her a forever. While the world demanded answers from Daniel Cross, the perfect fiancé on camera, Scarlett hid in a borrowed guest room, wearing a stranger’s dress and a grief no one could soothe. But heartbreak has a way of sharpening bones.

I was the daughter of the Blackwood Pack's Alpha, and my mate, Damien, was the Alpha heir of the neighboring Pack. We grew up together, and when we turned eighteen, our wolves recognized each other as mates. I thought I would be happy forever, until Damien rescued an Omega named Sarah at the border. She was beautiful, appearing as fragile and innocent as a doe. Two months later, Damien finally made his decision. "Elena, let's break the mate bond. My wolf might have chosen you, but that's just instinct. I’ve never actually loved you, Elena. You've always just been like a sister to me." In my past life, I cried until I fainted. My father, heartbroken for me, personally pressured the Shadowcrest elders. Ultimately, Damien was thrown into the dungeon and Sarah was exiled. However, Sarah was killed by rogue wolves on her way out of our territory. Damien remained despondent for six months. Eventually, through my patient companionship and care, he pulled himself together and marked me. But fifteen years later, as I lay in bed suffering from silver poisoning, Damien appeared before me holding Sarah’s hand. He personally injected the final dose of silver into my body, watching me struggle and die in agony. But when I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the year I turned eighteen. After my rebirth, I severed all ties with my Alpha mate, Damien. In my previous life, I had spent six months pushing myself through combat training I wasn't suited for just to attend the Alpha Academy with him, leaving my body covered in scars. This time, I tore up the admission offer and headed to the Royal Lycan Academy of Healing in Europe. Years later, I returned to the pack house for my marking ceremony with my second chance mate—the Alpha King, the most powerful werewolf in existence. Damien knelt outside the pack house, his eyes bloodshot. "Please, just give me another chance to love you..."

After being abused by the gambler once again, though she was an omega and might get homeless, Violet decisively rejected his mate. But she never expected to meet her second chance on the day of the breakup - Beta of the Blue Moon Pack, and the strange yet charming guy even proposed to her！ Violet agreed to the proposal and suddenly all the troubles around her are solved. But to her surprise, at a grand party, her new mate was identified as an impostor, not Beta at all! Violet chose to stand with her new mate without any hesitation, but the man seemed to be too calm and relaxed. Immediately after she felt the powerful Alpha aura, and everyone in the room saluted the man. Then she realized that her mate was actually the Alpha king! "Well, my Queen, please step up to my side and accept the respect of the Kingdom now."

In the legend she was meant to be cold and unfeeling, a killing machine only meant to destroy and kill and the two races knew this and was more than ready to use her for their selfish reasons. She was meant to be the doom of the whole universe, until she met him…and became his doom instead.

Princess Adrienne doesn't do gowns, politics, or obedience. She does swords, battle, and telling arrogant princes exactly where they can shove their heroics. So when the cocky bastard who "saved" her on the battlefield turns out to be Prince Orion—her betrothed—she's ready to murder him before she'll marry him. He's a legend. Undefeated. Insufferable. She's savage. Stubborn. And refuses to be any man's prize. Neither wants this marriage. Both have secrets. And when duty forces them together, the hatred burns almost as hot as the desire they're trying to ignore. In a game of crowns, the most dangerous move is falling for your enemy.

Even though we live in modern times, the coven seems stuck in the Dark Ages. As the heir apparent to the throne, Zalindra is under pressure to marry in order to maintain the lineage's strength. Seriously? That feels so out of touch with today's world. Her true passion lies in honing her skills to protect the coven. Romance? Not a priority for her, let alone marriage. But everything changes when she encounters Lucian and Lorian. I hate to sound cliché, but it was a case of instant attraction. Just one tiny hiccup: they have no idea they're witches. That doesn't make me want them any less .