Novel & Cerita The Abandoned Sacred Beast

‼️ MATURE: 18+ EXPLICIT SCENES. "I want you on your hands and knees doctor" the alphas voice rumbled as Myra's breath hitched, her core heats with a touch that ignited her feral need for him. "Say it..." he calls with a whisper to her ears earning a shudder to her blood. but she wanted this man. Craved him like nothing she ever felt as she whimpers in his arms. "I am yours." ******* Myra Emerson is a small-town veterinarian doctor who never backs down from the challenge, until she comes in contact with a wounded wolf, and in the process of nursing the wild beast back to health was bitten by him. This cursed bite turned her once small world upside down, changing her life forever. Now Myra has to navigate her new life as a supernatural. He is a brooding prince of darkness. A shifter from another realm. And now, she is bound to the marked claim and sired to his bond. Myra wants her old, simple life back, and to achieve that, she must trust this mysterious male to cure her curse. Which was all too challenging because to trust the prince of darkness was to sleep in a lion’s den and expect to wake up whole. And in the midst of all these, secrets are emerging… Hard ones that threatens everything she knows, and seeks to plunge her even deeper into this mysterious world. And into the arms of the powerful, strange prince.

Freya thought she had lost everything when her mate cast her aside and destroyed her world. Rescued by the ruthless Beast King, Zaynx, she finds herself caught in a dangerous bargain: help him secure power, and in return, he’ll help her get revenge on those who wronged her. But nothing is simple in the world of wolves and monsters. Their bond was meant to be only in name—ignites a primal connection neither can deny. Secrets and old wounds fester, and enemies close in from every side. As Freya carves out her place in a kingdom that wants her broken, she must decide if vengeance is worth the cost of her heart. In a world of power plays and deadly secrets, love might be the most dangerous game of all.

I found out I was pregnant at the same time as my mafia husband’s childhood sweetheart Rosa. To protect her baby from being aborted by her parents, my husband claimed her baby as his own. As for mine? He coxed me, saying he will claim only after her baby was born. I confronted him, demanding to know why he would do this to me. His response was cold and unwavering: “Claiming her baby as mine was the only way to protect them both. I won’t let anything happen to her or the child.” In that moment, as I looked at the man I had loved for ten years, I realized my love for him had died. Not long after, my family condemned me, calling me a slut for having a child without a father and pressured me into getting an abortion. Meanwhile, my husband was in another city, with his sweetheart, helping her through her pregnancy. By the time he returned, I was already gone.

Rule number one at Valour Group: Never stay past 6:00 PM. For most, leaving work early is a dream. For Katlyn Sterling, it’s a survival tactic. As the only assistant fierce enough to handle the cold and aloof billionaire Lukas Valour Hart, she has spent three long years strictly adhering to the rules—especially the one regarding his office door after sunset. She is used to his impossible demands and his suffocating silence, until the day the stakes become too high to walk away. When an urgent file forces Katlyn to breach his penthouse office at 6:01 PM, she doesn't find her billionaire boss. She finds a monster. Amidst shredded silk and shattered glass, Lukas Heart is mid-shift, a beast of shadow and golden eyes groaning in agonizing pain as he transforms into something unexplainable. Terrified, Katlyn does the only thing a sane person would do: she flees. But she doesn't get far before her beastly boss buries his fangs deep into the curve of her neck. She escapes the office, breathless and trembling, only to find the nightmare has followed her home. Waiting in her living room, laughing with her family, is Lukas. He isn't the boss she knows; he’s a predator wearing a suit, his smile a silent warning that her life is no longer her own. The next morning, Katlyn is ready to fly her family out of Jersey with a resignation letter in hand. But Lukas doesn't just reject her notice—he issues a demand. "Unfortunately, I marked you last night, assistant," he purrs, his gaze sweeping over her with possessive heat. "You can't leave. You won't survive twenty-four hours without my scent nearby. And since I need to ensure my secret stays buried... prepare yourself. We’re getting married in a week.”

When Alpha Adrian asked Flora to give up her dream to be by his side, she willingly accepted it and did So. When he forgot her birthday for three years in a row and said he was sorry, she forgave him every time. When he hurt her feelings time and time again, showing her he was more interested in her body than her soul, she stomached it and rationalized in her head that someday his love would mean more. But when he strode into the venue of their wedding and told her he was calling it off instead of saying ‘I do’ to her because of his ex-girlfriend. Flora realised the truth she had been denying herself all these years. She is and will never be anything to Alpha Adrian so when Adrian comes asking for forgiveness this time around, will she forgive him?

My father kicked me again, and again. “No daughter of mine would've been so completely useless. All you have brought us is shame and embarrassment. Enough. I've arranged your marriage with the Lycan King. He'll come for you tomorrow and I'll finally be rid of you” “W-what? The Beast Lycan?” I stuttered, my fathers words hit me like a block of ice. “Precisely. He could kill you like his other wives for all I care. Good riddance” My father looked at me one last time, his eyes filled with disgusted contempt before he walked out of the house. ~~~ Iris is hated on by her pack and her father. She gets rejected by her mate and her father arranges her marriage to the Lycan king. The Lycan king has a terrible reputation for killing his brides. Now sucked into his world, Iris is determined to survive and win him over. And things get more complicated when her mate wants her back. Stuck between two men and an origin she knows nothing about, what decision will she make?

Power, secrets, and bloodshed, no one is safe in a world built on lies. Rico Blackwood was born into power, but behind the wealth and influence lies a family built on bloodshed and betrayal. When his sister’s murder exposes cracks in the Blackwood empire, Rico is forced to make a choice dig deeper or become the next casualty. Melissa Reynolds should be dead. The world thinks she is. But staying in the shadows is no longer an option. Someone knows she’s alive, and if she doesn’t find them first, her second chance at life will end in a body bag. Catherine Blackwood is the perfect wife, the perfect mother… and the perfect predator. When she learns of a woman from Rico’s past, a woman who should have stayed buried, Catherine is ready to do whatever it takes to protect her throne. And Evelyn Hawthorne? She’s not playing games. She’s waging war. In a city where alliances shift like shadows, secrets are unraveling and bodies are piling up and love is a weapon as deadly as a bullet, survival isn’t guaranteed. Some will rise. Some will fall. And Some will burn!

I married a man who loved my step-sister. Our marriage was a contract—cold, clinical, temporary. No love. No expectations. And above all, no pregnancy. I told myself I could endure it. That loving him quietly, faithfully, invisibly, would one day be enough. I was wrong. For four years, I lived as a ghost in my own marriage—watching the man I loved choose her, again and again. I sacrificed my pride, my dreams, and my voice, waiting for him to see me. Then I discovered I was pregnant. I had broken the contract. But more than that, I had broken myself. So I left. Years later, I am no longer the woman who begged for scraps of affection. I am powerful, independent, whole. I rebuilt my life, reclaimed my stolen legacy, and became the woman I was always meant to be. Now, the man who once overlooked me stands at my door, desperate for answers—about the son he never knew existed, about the woman he destroyed, about the love he threw away. But some love is realized too late. When the woman you ignored becomes the one you can’t have, and the child you never wanted becomes your only chance at redemption—can a heart that never chose you suddenly deserve a second chance?

My in-laws were old-fashioned. They insisted that spending New Year's in their hometown was a must for a smooth year ahead. We could not get train tickets, so we decided to drive back. When my wife’s first love heard about it, he insisted on coming with us. He even brazenly took the front passenger seat from me. “Charles, I get carsick easily. I can only sit in the front.” Evan shot me a disdainful look. "It's just a seat. Why are you being so touchy?" “If you knew how to drive, would this even be an issue?” My in-laws chimed in as well. “You’re a grown man. Why are you making such a fuss over something so small?” Outnumbered, I had no choice but to squeeze into the back seat with my in-laws. Then, when we were passing a toll booth, Yvonne spotted a stray dog and was suddenly overcome with compassion. “That poor dog. Let’s bring it home with us.” I immediately objected, “The car is already full. If we bring a dog too, we’ll be over the limit. We won’t even be allowed on the road.” Before I had even finished speaking, Evan turned on me without hesitation. “Charles, in that case, why don’t you give up your seat for the dog? You can just take a cab back!”

Seven years into my marriage to Sebastian, we had our first child. On Logan's first birthday party, one of the old friends Sebastian had known since prep school rattled a little velvet cup of dice in Logan's face and laughed. "Come on, Mrs. Forsythe, humor us. Let the birthday boy roll. A game. For old times' sake." Logan giggled and slapped at the cup. "If he rolls a six," the groomsman went on, grinning sideways at Sebastian, "Sebastian goes and picks Serena up from the airport tonight. Deal?" The moment I heard her name, my blood went cold. I turned to Sebastian. He'd been keeping in touch with her behind my back. All this time. He caught my eyes. He covered my shaking fingers with his and frowned slightly. "Don't be jealous over nothing. We're all friends. It's just a ride from the airport." And then, without quite meaning to, he nodded. Permission given. Logan laughed and opened his little fist. The dice clattered across the linen. A six. "That's fate!" someone whooped. "Serena's flight lands in two hours. You'll make it!" The room erupted. Glasses up. Backs slapped. Sebastian surrounded. His face softened and he turned and went for the door. Watching his back disappear through that door, I didn't do what I used to do. This seven-year bet of mine — I had lost it, completely.