Sukuna Megumi Vessel

"I didn't marry you because I wanted a wife, Elara, and I certainly didn't marry you because I loved you. I married you because the elders told me that children born of fated mates are the strongest, and I needed that power for my lineage. It was a genetic transaction, nothing more, and you were just the most convenient vessel available at the time," he said, and his words felt like physical blows. ​I felt the tears stinging my eyes, and I pulled the pregnancy test out of my pocket, but my fingers were shaking so much I almost dropped it. "I’m pregnant, Silas. I came here to tell you that we’re having a baby." ​"So you finally did your job," Silas said, his voice completely devoid of any warmth or joy. "That’s fine, you’ll carry the heir, and the pack doctors will look after you, but don't think for a second that this changes your status. You are an orphaned rogue with no standing, and you are utterly unworthy of being a Luna, so don't get any ideas about sitting on a throne next to me." ******* ​Three years of marriage to Alpha Silas Blackwood were a living nightmare for Elara. As an orphaned rogue, she was treated as a servant in her own home, a ‘vessel’, married only for the superior power of a fated-mate heir. The night she finally discovered she was pregnant, Silas shattered her heart for the last time, publicly humiliating her in front of his ex-girlfriend and his pack. ​But a near-fatal car crash changes everything.

"I will personally take her life—after she births my successor!” I heard the Alpha's words clearly, and at that moment I ran as fast as I could. I knew I was nothing but a vessel, a slave he bought to gave birth to his heir. What was I even expecting from him? Why do I even expect love from him? Was I really going to just let him end me? With a heavy and broken heart, I hugged onto my growing belly, the alpha's baby that I was carrying. No. There had to be a way out of this castle. I would make an escape from this pack, and ditch this pack for my baby and my freedom!

Warning: Mature content involved. They say love can heal all wounds. I learned it was the first lie. I married Damian Reeve, believing in us, believing in hope, only to find I was nothing more than a tool…a vessel for his heirs, a pawn in a game I never agreed to play. Betrayed by the man I trusted, abandoned by my own family, and humiliated by the woman I thought was my friend, as if that wasn't enough I was diagnosed with a killer disease–congnitive identity regression disorder. (CIRD) But just when I thought I could start over, Damian , West and other Alphas alongside Enigmas came and they brought along troubles with them. What was this life going to be like now?

Born into a world full of evil, Nina's family were brutally murdered. She loses her memory from the tragic incident and sold out by her adopted father as a breeder. However, fate has its way of playing its games. On the day of the mating ceremony, she is mated to a ruthless alpha cursed with darkness. She is torment by him and chosen as a vessel to absorb his curse. But when two enemies are mated, desire and love begin to stir up their hearts.  Aside from being mates, they are destined to kill each other or perish by the hands of their enemies. Which would they choose? Play by the hands of fate or by the hands of their foes?

She thought she was marrying for love. He married her for an heir. Seraphina Vale entered Damian Blackwell’s world with reckless hope and a heart too soft for his mafia empire. The notorious heir promised her protection, power, and forever. What he gave her instead was humiliation, cold possession, and a marriage built on lies. She learned the truth too late. She was never his wife, only a vessel meant to carry his legacy. Pregnant, betrayed, and hunted, Seraphina disappeared. Years later, she returns as Dr. Sera Voss, a world-renowned surgeon with a son she will protect at all costs. Calm. Untouchable. Dangerous in her own way. When fate places Damian, wounded, desperate, and regret-ridden, back in her path, the balance of power finally shifts. This time, she holds his life, his future, and his heart in her hands. And she must decide whether to destroy him… or make him beg for the family he once threw away.

The woman Aelfric was to marry had agreed to undergo this ritual with him. It was the only way for them, as two of the area's few healers, to become strong enough to stop the devastating Swamp Fever from claiming the lives of hundreds of children each year. As healers, they had exceptional training, the problem was power. Aelfric's research had revealed exactly where healing power came from and why, until now, it was so limited. After this ritual, he and his beloved would change the tides of disease and death in these lands, perhaps the entire world forever. Aelfric knew Silver-Dew abhorred the idea of immortality. What they were about to do would rid their bodies of their very souls, freeing the concentrated power of the life-spark to be used for their magic. He'd painstakingly crafted each of them a vessel to safeguard their soul. Sil wore hers around her neck: a beautiful, lovingly crafted pendant with a blood red stone in the center. The stone was rendered from the carefully heated blood of the beast that had captured her, the very beast Aelfric had slain.

Nova and Valen barely escaped Isroth with their lives and now they’ve crash-landed on an empty planet—no people, no tools to fix their ship. Nova has spent her life building and creating mechanics, but this is the most advanced vessel in the galaxy, and she can’t figure out what’s wrong with it. But maybe the crash was a blessing in disguise. They’ve seen their entire lives together, but this is the first real time they’ve ever had with one another. This is their chance to see if their future is worth fighting for, and if there is anything between them besides attraction and fate. On this empty planet, there is no fighting, no war, no conflict. Their days and nights are filled with uncertain glances, soft touches, and life-altering vows. What was once never a question is now a serious consideration: do they even want to fix the ship, or is this the beginning of a brand new, perfect life?

After a mysterious fire destroys her life, Elena Rawlings is forced into a 100-day contract marriage with the ruthless Alexander Vance. The rules are simple: don't enter the East Wing, provide bi-weekly blood draws, and never talk to the woman in the mirrors. But as the line between high-tech science and dark obsession blurs, Elena discovers she isn't a wife, she’s a biological vessel for Alexander’s digital sister. In a house made of glass and lies, Elena must decide if she will run for her life or stay to conquer the man who owns her soul.

When Ayla is dragged from her school into the heart of a strange wolf territory, she expects torture—or death. Instead, she meets Alpha Kael: a man as dangerous as he is breathtaking, and a secret buried beneath his skin. His blood awakened an ancient orb—and in one night, Kael became the vessel of a living curse. Now the orb stirs again, its power latching onto Ayla. The mark she wears, her mother’s ring, links her to the prophecy whispered by the Moon goddess messenger: “When the moon bleeds and the cursed wolf kneels, love shall either heal the wound… or end the world.” As darkness spreads through the pack and the curse consumes Kael’s soul, Ayla must decide whether to save him—or destroy him before the prophecy destroys them both. But fate has a cruel sense of humor… Because to break the curse, the moon goddess demands the one thing neither of them is willing to give up. Their hearts.

What if the Moon Goddess was not a benevolent guide—but a temperamental tyrant with desires of her own? Gemma Hayes is a human witch trapped in a world ruled by wolves—and cursed with a fate no one envies. As the living vessel of the Moon Goddess, her body is power, her soul a prize. Every alpha wants her. To control her. To claim her as his obsession. But Gemma belongs to no one. She refuses to be reduced to a pawn in werewolf politics. Except Gemma is hoarding secrets. Fate binds her to the one alpha she swore she would never touch again—dominant, ruthless, possessive, and utterly unwilling to share what the mate bond has marked as his. With the Moon Goddess whispering inside her mind, packs circling like predators, and a bond that threatens to devour her free will, Gemma must decide what terrifies her more: defying destiny… or surrendering to an obsession that could destroy them both. Because once an alpha claims what is his, he never lets go.