Stripped Artinya

Five years ago, Luna Catherine was stripped of her title, betrayed by her husband, and cast out of the pack she once led with pride. Even her own son called another woman “mother.” Now, she’s no longer the broken Luna they left behind—she’s Dr. Catherine Vale, a world-renowned genius doctor with a heart that refuses to stay shattered. But when her ex-husband rushes into her hospital begging her to save his dying son, Catherine’s past collides violently with her present. Healing the boy was easy. Facing the pack that destroyed her? That’s another story. As jealousy brews and dark schemes threaten her career, Catherine must decide whether to heal those who once broke her—or finally make them bleed for it. *** "After everything you've done for me, I don't deserve to stand here and apologize for how I've treated you." He leaned closer. "I wronged you, Cat. Please forgive me and give me another chance to show you I want to be the man you deserve." "Go, Leo, and be with the woman you chose over me. If you think I'd forgive you after what you've done to me, then you must think I'm a fool. You don't deserve my forgiveness, and you surely don't deserve my respect as the Alpha of the Crescent Moon pack." I turned to leave the gathering hall when he grabbed my wrist. "Tell me what you want me to do, and I'll do it. If I must leave the pack and no longer be the Alpha, then I will do it. If it means you'll forgive me."

Deliliah Carmichael was once destined for greatness...until love ruined her. As the most gifted acolyte of the Moon Goddess, her future was destined to be great. But one forbidden night with the Alpha’s adopted son shattered everything. Branded a traitor to the goddess, Deliliah was cast into punishment and stripped of the life she believed in, only to awaken powers that should have been lost forever. Three years later, she has risen from disgrace to become the Head Priestess of the Vyrclaw Pack, her heart sealed off, her vows resolute. She will never love again and she would do her best to perform her duties. Then the Alpha King returns. Viktor Volvov, the man who abandoned her to save himself now stands before her wearing a crown forged in blood and conquest. He is cold, ruthless, undefeated… and still dangerously in love with the woman he left behind. Before the Moon Goddess and every watching pack, Viktor makes an insane vow. He will mate no woman but Deliliah before his thirtieth birthday, or surrender his life to the goddess’s judgment. Deliliah refuses to be trapped by guilt, power, or prophecy. She will not love him. She will not save him. Even if his life is at stake. But the Moon Goddess has her own plans. As Viktor’s life force slowly begins to drain, and political forces close in, Deliliah is forced to confront a cruel truth...that refusing him may cost more than surrendering ever could. With time running out, desire burning against duty, and fate tightening its grip, Deliliah must make a choice. Is love truly her downfall…or the one thing powerful enough to defy the Moon Goddess herself?

"I finally found you..." Jana's body vibrates to the sound of his deep shrill voice that sends shivers down her spine. "You are not my mate. I don't know you and I want absolutely nothing to do with you" she shuns him off with nothing but pure hatred and anger registered on her voice. "You say that now but you cannot control this attraction and this burning desire that is causing the wet sensation flooding through your panties at the moment. I have waited for over five hundred years for you, and I am never letting you go again" he vowed with a stern voice that told Jana that he meant every word he just said. *** Stefan Salvatore abdicates his position as the Alpha of his pack and the antediluvian vampire of his clan when he breaks a law to bring his dead lover back to life. His punishment is to roam the earth as a rogue stripped of both his alpha status. To the outside world, he is a billionaire and a strict businessman with a lot of wealth and fame to his name. To the Red moon pack, he is the great Lycan wolf with immense power. To the Ventrue vampire Clan, he is their king with power and great leadership. Years later, he crosses paths with Jana, the supposed reincarnation/lookalike of his dead lover who is a wolfless slave in the enemy's pack. She is fiesty, He is cold-hearted. She is stubborn, It attracts him. She is Persistent, He hates it. She is innocent, it excites him. Neither of them can deny the pull and attraction they experience when they're together. Two polar opposites, one fatal attraction. Does Jana really have no memory of her past or is she another reincarnation gone wrong?

Five years ago, I woke up naked beside my husband’s beta, and in that moment, my entire world burned. My mate, Draven, the Alpha of Midnight MC, looked at me like I was filth. He didn’t let me speak. He didn’t believe me. He stripped me of my title, my name, and everything I was, and he banished me. I rebuilt my life from the ashes as a mechanic. A woman learning to live without the bond that once defined her. Until the day he walked back into my life, not Draven, but his estranged stepbrother, Calix. The same man who used to torment me in college just to get under my skin. Cocky, reckless, and infuriatingly charming, the kind of danger that made my heart forget how to beat. He offered me a deal to pretend to be his girlfriend in a three-month biker tournament and he’d rebuild my shattered shop. I should’ve said no. Because when I walked into that tournament, I saw Draven again, he looked colder than I remembered... and standing beside him, heavily pregnant, was my best friend, Lauren, who betrayed me. Now my past and present are colliding in flames. The mate who abandoned me wants me back. The stepbrother who once bullied me wants me. And the lies that ruined my life are unraveling faster than I can breathe. I’m torn between two brothers, one who broke my soul and one who pieced it back together. And I don’t know which one I’m meant to love... or which one will burn me in the end.

Sage was a disgraced omega servant at an elite werewolf academy, marked by her father's treason against the pack. When she discovered her three fated mates—Kael Ashford, Vex Thorne, and Cass Rivera—during a heat-induced bonding in the forest, she believed the moon goddess had finally blessed her. But the next morning, they were gone. By noon, intimate pictures of her naked body had spread throughout the school. SHe discovered three distinct mating marks on her neck—proof to the entire world that she'd been claimed by three different wolves. The humiliation was complete and devastating. Kael called her worthless and stripped her of her servant position. Vex accused her of sleeping with multiple men and abandoned her in the forest with a broken shock collar, leaving her to die at the hands of a mindless rogue wolf. Cass, the cruelest of all, had orchestrated the entire exposure—he'd taken the photographs himself and sold them to other students, destroying her reputation to keep her isolated and dependent on him alone. With nowhere to go and no one to turn to, Sage fled the territory pregnant. Seven years passed as she raised her daughter, Milo, in the human territories in complete isolation. When a devastating virus broke out across both territories, scientists discovered that Milo's blood held the cure. Suddenly, hunters came for them. The three men—now on a mission to find the cure—rescued them from the river, not knowing they were after their own daughter. Forced to return to the territory that had destroyed her to investigate the virus's origin, Sage maintained a lie: Milo was her friend's daughter, nothing more. But as the truth about the virus unravel, Sage must decide if redemption is possible.

Elena Vance made a fifty-dollar mistake that cost her her freedom. Believing her one-night stand was a high-end escort, she left cash and a mocking note on his pillow, only to walk into a boardroom hours later and realize the man was Adrian Blackwood, the ruthless "Ice King" CEO. Adrian didn't just hold her career in his hands; he held a cocktail napkin marriage license signed in a tequila haze and her father’s $200,000 gambling debt. "You belong to me for six months," he declared, trapping her in a fake marriage to secure a corporate merger. Elena entered the "gilded cage" of Adrian's penthouse expecting a cold, transactional war of wills governed by strict "no-touch" clauses. She remained loyal only to save her father, unaware that he would eventually betray her to their enemies. But the boardroom battles quickly turned lethal. Victor Kane, Adrian’s bitter rival from MIT, obsessed with erasing the Blackwood legacy, sold the company's debt to the Russian Bratva. Suddenly, the fake spouses were forced into a terrifying reality: becoming FBI informants. The "Ice King" melted into a desperate protector, and the graphic designer sharpened into a survivor. Their bond shifted from a business deal to a sacrificial love, forged in the fires of betrayal. But when a mission to plant a bug at a mob wedding ends in a massacre, they realize the FBI is compromised. Stripped of his billions and presumed dead, Adrian stands in the ashes of his empire alongside Elena. A secret brother watches from the shadows, and the Russian mob is closing in. "We have nothing left," Elena whispered, staring into the dark. Adrian gripped her hand, his eyes burning with a new, dangerous resolve. "We have each other. And now, we run."

"If you can't satisfy me with your mouth, then you'll have to satisfy me some other way." In one swift motion, he tore off her flimsy top and skirt, tossing the shredded fabric aside. The implications of his actions became quite clear to Visenya. "Please, let me try again... with my mouth. I believe I can..." "Quiet!" Lucian's voice reverberated off the walls of his bedchamber, instantly silencing her. This was not the way she had envisioned her first time. She had imagined passionate kisses and tender caresses from a man who loved and cherished her. But Lucian was not capable of love, and he certainly didn't cherish her. Instead, she was cursed with a mate consumed by vengeance, and wanted nothing more than to watch her suffer. ——— Ten years had passed since dragons ruled over the world, and Visenya had taken her rightful place as the Lycan Queen. Vampires were forced into the shadows, as hunting and enslaving humans became punishable by death. Finally, the world found peace. However, everything changed when Dragon Lord Lucian emerged from his induced slumber, only to discover the annihilation of his entire race at the hands of Visenya's father. Stripped of her kingdom, Visenya was condemned to a life of servitude as Lucian's slave. The cruelest twist of fate awaited her when she learned that her long-awaited mate was none other than the vengeful Dragon Lord himself. Consumed by their mutual hatred, will they be able to resist the powerful bond between mates? Or will Lucian push Visenya to her limits, only to regret it in the end? WARNING: This story may contain content that some may find disturbing.

“Stay,” Chance rasped, his thumb tracing the curve of my bottom lip. “One night where you don’t think about the past.” ​I leaned into him, the heat of his skin against mine, making me forget why I ever ran. “And if I don't want to think about tomorrow, either?” ​“Then don't,” he whispered, his breath hot against my neck. “Just feel this.” ____ ​Zara Payson was discarded like yesterday’s news by her billionaire husband, Wilson Adams. He didn't just break her heart…he stripped her of her daughter and her dignity. Now, she’s hiding in a small town, rebuilding her life on a single vow: Never trust a man with a gold-plated name again. ​Then there’s Chance, her rugged, brooding neighbour. He’s a fallen hockey god with a body made for sin and a past concealed in shadows. Zara thinks he’s just a man running from an injury. She doesn’t know he’s the disowned third son of the very empire that destroyed her. ​When Wilson discovers he’s sterile…making Zara’s daughter his only heir…the hunt begins. He’s coming to reclaim his property, and he doesn't care who he crushes to get it. ​Chance is the only man powerful enough to stand in his way, but protecting Zara means stepping back into the billionaire world he loathes. As the brothers go to war, Zara is caught in the crossfire of a dangerous game. ​Chance is playing for keeps, but is he saving her from a monster…or is he just the more dangerous brother?

"Beg for it," Zane murmured, pressing his fingers into Asher's jaw painfully until the omega parted his lips with a whimper. "Please let me suck your cock.” Asher pleaded, eyes wet with tears as he eyed Zane’s fat, leaking rod like it was his most prized possession. ````` HE WAS BORN TO INHERIT AN EMPIRE... UNTIL ONE SINGLE MISTAKE COST HIM EVERYTHING! Heir to an empire with a last name that opens every door, Asher West was powerful. An Alpha bred to be dominant, Asher takes what he wants and never looks back. But for all his arrogance, Asher had two weaknesses. His taste for danger…and his blistering, malignant, and seething HATRED for his half-brother, Zane West. And that hatred was the key to his downfall. Now stripped of his status, his pride, and his biology, Asher finds himself trapped in an Omega’s body, in a world that only worships the strength of an Alpha. And worse, the man holding the leash is none other than the one he hated the most. His half-brother, now his master. Zane West. He was the bastard no one wanted. After a decade of being abused and bullied by Asher West, ignored by the West Clan, there was no mercy or humanity left in Zane’s gaze, only the promise of ownership. And the slow, patient destruction of the golden prince who once ruled him. Zane doesn’t want love. Or even forgiveness. He wants to own Asher, furrow deep into his skull until his entire existence revolves around pleasing him, Zane West. But there’s a problem…Asher won’t go down without a fight, and Zane…at his core was still an Alpha whose primal instinct is to protect his Omega. Who will end up taming whom?

For three years, I was the unrecognized genius bleeding for Marcus’s empire. On the night he was crowned the city's youngest billionaire tycoon, I stood in the shadows, waiting for the proposal he promised. Instead, I watched him pull my treacherous step-sister onto the stage, sliding a six-carat diamond onto her finger while presenting my life’s work as their joint masterpiece. When I confronted him, his sneer was dripping with disgust: 'You belong hidden in a sterile lab, Elara. She belongs in the spotlight. Know your place.' ​Stripped of my legacy, my reputation, and my dignity, I was discarded in the freezing rain. That was where the bulletproof Maybach found me. ​Alexander Thorne. The ruthless tyrant of the business world. An apex predator who viewed human emotion as a disease—and the only man with the power to crush Marcus overnight. He rolled down the window, his gaze lethal. 'I need a brilliant doctor to keep my sister breathing, and a wife who knows how to submit in public. You need a weapon. Get in.' The contract was absolute: Two years of marriage, total obedience before the cameras, and absolute silence regarding his family. In exchange, he would grant me the unimaginable wealth and power to destroy the parasites who ruined me. ​Marcus thought he had buried a pathetic, obedient lab rat. Alexander thought he had bought a desperate, easily controlled doctor. As I signed the marriage certificate and became the untouchable Mrs. Thorne, they both failed to realize one fatal truth. I didn't just want my research back. I was going to burn their empire to the ground.