Regressing With King's Power

The Dark Forest is a place of whispers and nightmares, where few dare to tread—and even fewer survive. For Silas, the feared and unyielding Lykan King, it is just another hunting ground. But on a night when the air is thick with the scent of blood and fear, he finds her. A defiant, breathless beauty running for her life, chased by werewolves bent on her destruction. Silas doesn’t ask who she is or why they want her dead. All he knows is that she’s his. From the moment their eyes meet in the shadows, something ancient and primal takes root in his soul. He will protect her at any cost, even as she fights to escape his grasp. But she’s not just fleeing her pursuers—she’s running from a force far darker, a nightmare that even Silas’s strength may not be enough to face. And as her secrets slowly unravel, so does his iron will. He becomes consumed, his obsession burning hotter with every moment she remains just out of reach. Danger closes in from all sides, and enemies from his past rise to claim what they believe is theirs. But Silas doesn’t share. She is his mate, his salvation, and his greatest weakness. To protect her, he’ll risk his kingdom, his life, and the savage beast that roars within him. Because in the end, no one escapes the Lykan King—not even the one he would die to save.

Daisy is the pack’s ghost. Wolfless, mateless, and haunted by the memory of parents who died saving a stranger, she is the punching bag of the Blackwood Pack. When the Moon Goddess finally grants her a mate, it isn’t a savior. It is Nathan, the future Alpha. He rejects her in front of the entire pack, yet corners her in the dark, demanding she play the role of his silent, submissive pet. One night of desperate rebellion leads her into the arms of a tattooed stranger with eyes like molten gold. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. A way to reclaim her body before she was forced into a life of servitude. Now, Daisy is carrying twins. Two secret heirs she must protect from a mate who views her as property and a kingdom that treats her like dirt. But the world stops turning when the Lycan King, Caspian, and his ruthless twin, Octavian, storm into her pack. They aren't looking for a peace treaty. They are looking for a Queen. Caspian claims Daisy as his mate, but his touch feels like a betrayal. He is the man from her one-night stand, and the man she suspects murdered her parents. To save her babies, Daisy will fake her own death and run. But the King has secrets of his own, and he’s not used to losing.

Isla: Battles and Chaos. Blood and carnage. Who knew this would be my life, my destiny? A few months ago, I was in hiding, only to have everything turned upside down. My parents murdered in front of me. I ran from the monsters that took them, only to be captured and tortured. Unexpectedly rescued, only to be held captive again. Awaiting execution as the most hated of all creatures, and studied like a common lab rat, all under his command. The command of the one who's meant to both protect me and love me. Anders: Grappling with my duties to my pack and my desire for her, will I do what needs to be done or fight tooth and nail to keep what is mine?

Kazia is taken in as a slave by Murad, a notorious Lycan king, who ends up getting obsessed with a helpless Kazia and forces her to be his newest pet. He brands her with his initials that gives him ownership over her and Kazia believes she'd never find a way out of her misery until she meets another Lycan king, Kavan, who turns out to be her mate. The unspoken rule of the Lycan Kings of the seven kingdoms was that none of them were allowed to touch or admire each other's branded pets. Will Kavan keep to this rule and abandon his mate or is he willing to go against the norms for the freedom of his mate?

Athena Watson was sold to the Alpha King, Damon. She kicked against it but she was threatened and even picked to be the royal breeder for the King. However, no one knew that, on the night she met the Alpha King, she realized he was her mate, however, Damon didn't sense the bond because he was cursed. What happens when Athena realizes that she is nothing more than a tool to the Lycan King?

What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it?

In the shadows of a world where anomalies are feared, Nicolette exists as a forbidden fusion of witch, vampire, and werewolf—a potent concoction of power concealed within a delicate frame. For 683 years, she has eluded the pursuit of a mate, content in her solitary existence, hidden from prying eyes. But fate has other plans when she crosses paths with the formidable Alpha King, Malcom, whose 728 years of existence have been defined by dominance and solitude. Their encounter is accidental, yet destiny seems to whisper secrets only they can decipher. Sparks fly amidst the tension as Nicolette's nonchalant demeanor meets Malcom's unyielding resolve. A clash of wills ensues, each refusing to yield to the other's authority. Malcom, accustomed to command, bristles at the audacity of this mysterious woman who challenges his dominance with an enigmatic laugh. Nicolette, a creature of the shadows, offers no apologies, her confidence unshaken by his intimidating presence. As they navigate the treacherous terrain of their unexpected connection, both confront their own fears and desires. Nicolette, long resigned to solitude, finds herself drawn to Malcom's strength and intensity, while Malcom, who once believed he needed no one, discovers an unexpected yearning in the depths of his heart. But in a world where monsters lurk in every shadow, can love truly conquer all? Or will their differences prove insurmountable, leading to a tragic end for two souls destined to collide? As they stand on the precipice of an uncertain future, only time will tell if their love story will defy the odds or succumb to the darkness that threatens to consume them both.

Nikola Hernando, the ruthless Mafia King, is as the Devil. Marilyn Diaz is known as an Angel. When their fathers force them into an arranged marriage to unite two powerful mafia families, Marilyn expects a monster. But as secrets unfold, she discovers that even the Devil was once an Angel.

"No matter what happens, bring her to me alive," he said as he looked at the wedding invitation he had in his hand. He could not believe that his wife is getting married to another man! "What the hell is wrong with you!" Amara asked him while glaring at his eyes. "You left me at our wedding day!" "You must have forgotten..." he said and lift her face, "You are my wife, Amara. Only mine," --- Amara Cortez is getting married to the love of her life when he suddenly did not show up in their wedding day. Humiliated and embarrassed, she swear to never love again! But what if...?

“Valerian!” a cry came from outside and my feet rushed to the door, my body having recognised the voice before my brain could comprehend what was happening. I yanked the door open and almost broke down crying at the sight before me, “Queen Lyla!” Bethany gasped from behind me. I scooped her into my arms, my eyes searching for any unwanted presence before rushing her into the living room. “Valerian put me down, we don’t have much time!” she rushed out the command as she struggled to get down. Silently obeying, I put her down, taking note of how she looked and it wasn’t pretty. Her hair, that was always neatly made, looked like a bird’s nest; twigs and leaves hanging from the knots. Her long white sleeping robe dirty and bloody from her waist down, she looked a royal mess; with a bunch of blankets wrapped around her upper half. “My Queen, what happened?” Beth asked as she handed me my medicine bag.