The Capital

Aysel has always known her place in the pack. Silent, unwanted, and invincible. Born without a wolf and blamed for her mother’s death, she survives by keeping her head down and her heart guarded. Until the day she walks in on her arranged mate in bed with her step-sister. Humiliated and discarded, Aysel expects her life to end quietly in the shadows… until a single mistake exposes her to something far worse… or far greater. Taken to Emberglade, the powerful capital pack, Aysel is forced into The Selection—a ruthless ceremony where women are claimed by kings, alphas, and monsters in human skin. Surrounded by predators and rivals who have trained their entire lives for this moment, she knows one truth: She does not belong. Yet when the immortal Grand Lycan King finally looks at her, everything changes. His attention sparks obsession, possession… and hunger. Worse still, powerful lords, alphas, and kings begin to fight over her existence, each willing to burn kingdoms to claim her. In a world that despises the wolfless, how does a girl with no wolf bring powerful men and nations to their knees without lifting a finger? What secret lies beneath Aysel’s curse, one even she doesn’t know? And why does her presence awaken memories of a woman from one thousand years ago… the same woman who once shook empires and shattered the heart of the most feared Lycan to ever live? Some curses are not weaknesses. Some girls are not meant to stay invisible. And some destinies were never buried… only waiting to return. Ready to enter a world of obsession, power, dark prophecy, and dangerous fate? Then, tap to read.

she was a lioness in birdcage a bird in depth of seas she was strong and free but she wasn't where she should be!! *His Human Mate* Vampires and werewolf don't exist. they all are just stories. right? absolutely wrong! Vampire, werewolf, fairy,witches,Trolls and every other creature exist they are just hidden from human eyes as they live in their own world. Like every story have a beginning this one begin with girl named Gigi Hadid. Though born in a werewolf family she didn't had wolf so people called her weak and pathetic but oh they were so wrong because the girl they thought was weak held the most destructive powers. Gigi could control weather by her health and bring natural disasters by her mood. Due to some odd reasons Gigi's elder brother Four made her hide her powers from the world but as the saying goes that secrets are meant to be revealed. Her secret came out when she traveled to the capital with her brother and found her mate who happened to be the king of werewolf kingdom. Things happened as Four went in to a coma while Zayn and Gigi got married. when things finally seemed get back to normal Fate played a huge game and Gigi's found out the reason behind her powers and they along with many others fell into a deep well filled with chaos,problems, and schemes leading to a blood thirsty war leading to long lost and buried secrets to be revealed. After all what happened..... Will everything turn to be alright in the end? Will Gigi ever find out where she actually belong and what is her purpose of living?

After being accepted into Doctors Without Borders, I handed over the position of Chief at the capital’s hospital to Elaine Brown. My best friend frowned at me. "You’re destroying any chance of a future with Jeffrey if you go.” I gave him a faint smile. "I'm just returning him to the woman he's always had in his heart." In my previous life, Jeffrey Carter and I were the infamous bickering couple everyone in our circle knew to avoid. He resented me for refusing to replace Elaine when she applied to join Doctors Without Borders. She later caught an infection and died on the job. I resented him for his hypocrisy. If he loved Elaine so much, why did he agree to my parents' demands to care for me for the rest of our lives? We spent seven years of marriage together, yet the best we ever wished for each other was a miserable death. However, amid the gunfire and chaos on the battlefield, he used his last ounce of strength to shield me completely when his heart was pierced by a bullet. "I've arranged for someone to meet you. Once the sweep ends, run. You must survive!" he whispered, his voice fading. "I'll protect you fully in this life… and in the next, we’ll never meet. "Elaine, I'm doing this for you." However, the bomb dropped from above gave us no chance to escape, and we were both annihilated. When I opened my eyes, I had returned to the eve of our wedding. Jeffrey… In this life, I would fulfill your wish.

I'd barely been welcomed back into the inner circle when the fake heir tried to pull me into his little crew. The other rich kids, of course, couldn't resist messing with me. They pushed me to smoke and drink, treating me like some obedient stooge. I was pissed—steam practically coming out of my ears. He, meanwhile, put on this innocent act and said, "Hey, go easy on my brother. He just moved back from the middle of nowhere and doesn't know how things work around here. I'll take this one for him." Everyone ate up his "loyalty," and just like that, my reputation as some clueless hick was sealed. That day, he was set on dragging me to another rich-kid party. I was about to put my foot down when, out of nowhere, the steward from one of the capital's old-money families showed up at our door. He said it was a special order from the lady's father—an extravagant gift. My parents' faces lit up instantly. They clapped the fake heir on the shoulder, practically glowing with pride. "Ryan, you've made us proud! Looks like Sophia's family is more than pleased with you. This engagement—well, it's as good as done!" Ryan straightened his tie with practiced charm, shooting me a smug, taunting look. But when I glanced at the label on the gift box, I couldn't help but laugh. Every new hire at Harrington Group gets the same welcome package. If the Chairman of Harrington Group knew someone was mistaking it for an engagement gift for his daughter, he'd be furious enough to lose sleep.

The Mad Donna He Never Really Married For three years, I was Donna of the rising Valenti family. One day, Enzo was holding a meeting at a private cigar club. I worried about his stomach issues, so I went to bring him his usual antacids. Standing outside the private room, I heard his men laughing. “Don Enzo, are you really going to keep Clara hidden away at the Silver Lake villa forever?” “That mad Moretti heiress in the main house is still parading around as Donna of the Valenti family.” Enzo rubbed the bridge of his nose and scoffed. “If she hadn’t taken a bullet to the head for me and gone insane, and if I hadn’t desperately needed her family’s capital, I never would have married a woman with no blood ties to the life.” “But Clara is my legal wife. The family trust, the marriage certificate at City Hall, it’s all in her name.” “Stella’s just a plaything I keep at the main house. Once Clara gives birth to an heir, I’ll bring her home for good.” My knuckles turned white as I squeezed the small box of medicine, the cardboard crumpling in my hand. He had exchanged blood oaths and rings with me in the church, yet it was Clara who had signed the papers at City Hall. He played me for a fool, all to keep Clara’s reputation clean. Clutching the box, I turned and melted back into the shadows. He had no idea my sanity had returned three days ago. He would never guess I had already sent an encrypted message to my brother, who runs a business empire from our home in Solaria, far across the sea. I was done with this goddamn Valenti title.

"Kill me.." Alpha Kane said in a shaking voice, staring at his son who held him with his hands. His voice was croaking and he had just a few seconds to his Death. "Dad, I can't. I can't kill you!" Murphy said, whimpering in tears. "Do it now! It's now or never! If you kill me... You'll become the next Alpha" Kane said but Murphy wasn't buying what he was saying. His concern was how he could save his father but he knows he won't be able to do that. "What's the point of being an Alpha when there is no Werewolf left?" Murphy uttered. "Son... Please do it! You'll understand this when you grow up. Kill me now! Please" Kane said, already coughing and his pulse getting weak. Murphy stretched his hands forward and his fingers became longer. He had changed to Werewolf. "Save travels, Father" He said and struck his father on his neck. ******** 15 years ago, the capital of Switzerland suffered from Werewolf attacks. No one was safe in the city and they weren't allowed to travel out of their country. The country was filled with over a hundred Packs of Werewolves. 70 percent of those Werewolf Packs were evil while thirty percent were good. Because of the way the bad ones kill, they thought that all Werewolves were evil and should be eliminated. They were able to destroy almost all the Packs in Switzerland through the help of WEREWOLF HUNTERS and there was just one Pack remaining. And that Pack happens to be Blue Moon Pack - ruled by Alpha Kane. They killed everyone in the pack but only one escaped. His name was Murphy. Do you think Murphy will avenge his Family's death? Will Werewolf Hunters be able to eliminate the last Werewolf on Earth?

(Cerita +21, harap bijak memilih bacaan!) "Katakan padaku apa yang kau lapar-kan. Apakah uang? Atau..." Vandella melirik ke arah selangkangan Jovian yang ada dalam genggamannya, "...kau ingin masuk ke dalam diriku?" Vandella Arthesia (32) bukan sekadar CEO Arthesia Capital yang berkuasa; ia adalah predator yang haus akan dominasi. Baginya, pria hanyalah instrumen untuk memuaskan egonya yang narsistik. Ia tidak mencari cinta, ia mencari kemurnian untuk dikotori. Dan mangsa paling sempurna telah hadir: Jovian Althair (21). Jovian adalah pemuda berparas idola K-Pop dengan tatapan lugu yang mematikan. Namun, ia tidak datang sendirian. Di dalam gedung itu, ada Binar, kekasih Jovian yang bekerja sebagai staf magang. Binar adalah cahaya bagi Jovian—gadis ceria yang mencintainya dengan sepenuh hati. Vandella mencium rahasia itu. Alih-alih menghancurkan mereka secara langsung, ia memilih cara yang lebih kejam: Menjerat Jovian dalam labirin gairah yang memabukkan. Jovian kini terjepit. Setiap kali ia menyentuh Binar yang suci, ia didera rasa bersalah. Namun, setiap kali ia berada di bawah kendali Vandella, tubuhnya berkhianat. Aroma stroberi Binar yang polos kini perlahan mulai terkubur oleh wangi Black Opium milik sang CEO yang membius sarafnya. Akankah Jovian mampu menjaga hatinya untuk Binar? Ataukah gairah maut dari sang CEO cantik akan membuatnya lupa caranya menjadi manusia dan tenggelam selamanya dalam dosa yang paling nikmat? "Tubuhmu lebih jujur daripada hatimu, sayang. Sekarang, tunjukkan padaku... seberapa besar kau menginginkan 'puncak' itu bersamaku."

(Reverse Harem) (Book 2 of Her Wolves series) (Can read as Stand Alone) Orphaned at the age of 17, Nerezza had no one to rely on and nowhere to go. Down on her luck, one day she ventures the streets of Makatza, the werewolf capital, in search of food when something else entirely finds her. Her mate. Through their ups and downs, the two conceive a child but were thrown a loop when he is stolen away just hours after his birth. Her mate sets out to find him but leaves her behind as the price. Alone in the world again, Nerezza doesn't know what to expect. Surely, there was no way things could get better. Until she becomes the concubine of the werewolf king and finds out, love has no limits. Especially not with six mates surrounding her. *** “I'll have you know that if you were to want me. Or come with me, even, you will have to toss that possessive Alpha male bullshit to the side.” I sneered. I could feel the bond slip into place. Enough that it took me off guard. Slightly. “What, can't handle a challenge?" Cocky, arrogant bastard. Of all the men in the world, I was stuck with him. If I wanted to have him. Pawns were disposable and I rarely came upon them. His fighting could prove useful, although I doubt his abilities in bed would suffice. “Look, whatever your name is, you might be my mate but you aren't the first one this week. Okay? So if you retain your possessive nature, you and the other guys might not get along very well,” I turned on my heels and headed back out the alley. Glancing over my shoulder, I saw his confused look. “And I much prefer not cleaning blood from my carpets.”

“Next question.” His eyes locked on her. He was close. Too close. Emily raised the tablet between them. “If your brand—” Scott pressed down on the tablet. Emily backed into the desk. Nowhere left to go. Scott placed his hands on either side of her, caging her in. His face inches from hers. “Scott—” “Next question.” His voice was rough. Emily’s breath caught. Heat flooded her body. “If your brand was a person,” she whispered, “how would you describe her—them?” His eyes dropped to her lips. “Resilient.” His thumb traced her jawline. “Beautiful.” His breath warmed her skin. “Irresistible.” The word hung between them. Emily’s heart pounded. One movement—one inch—and his lips would touch hers. She wanted it. God, she wanted it. “I should go.” Her voice shook. Scott’s jaw clenched. But he didn’t move. “The contract says no physical contact.” His blue eyes burned into hers. “It doesn’t say anything about wanting to.” Emily’s arranged marriage to Ian Hunter was a transaction—his family’s money for her father’s freedom. For three years, she endured his coldness, his cruelty, his mistress. The day his grandmother died, Ian filed for divorce and walked away with everything. Emily’s business collapsed. Ian’s empire grew. Now, she’s desperate enough to make a deal with the devil’s half-brother. Scott Hunter is pitched against his half-brother to claim his billion-dollar inheritance. One of the three requirements is a wife. Emily needs capital to rebuild—and revenge on the man who destroyed her. It shouldn't be. It's unheard of. It's supposed to be a simple contract: one year of marriage, no feelings, no complications. Except Scott can’t stop touching her. And Emily realizes she’s stopped pretending.

"Good evening, Mom. How was your day?" "My day was good, my love. How is yours going?" Her voice was a soothing balm against the stress of the day. "It’s... busy. My boss gave me a mountain of work to finish before tomorrow morning, so I won't be coming home tonight. I’m going to stay late and then head straight back in." "Oh, my dear," she sighed. "Just be careful. Don't get into any trouble." "I won't, Mom. Did you take your medication?" I asked, knowing how she tended to forget when I wasn't there to nag her. "Ah... I’ll take it now." "Mom, please. You need to stay strong for me." "I will, I will. I love you, Annabelle." "Love you too." After I hung up, the silence of the office felt even heavier. The lights were dimmed, except for the glow from my monitor and the soft yellow light spilling from Elias’s office. He was still in there, a silhouette of intense focus as he reviewed the project details. Suddenly, a sharp ping echoed through the quiet room. I jumped slightly, my eyes snapping to my computer screen. Unknown Email. No encrypted address. No profile picture No signature. Whoever sent this, don't want to be traced. "What is this?" I muttered, my skin crawling with a sudden, inexplicable chill. The subject line was written in bold, stark capital letters: BEFORE THE INVESTMENT. My pulse shifted into a frantic rhythm. I hesitated, my mouse hovering over the notification. When I finally clicked, my breath hitched. It wasn't just a message; it was a cache of attached documents, internal financial transfers, offshore account statements, and adjusted revenue projections. I realized instantly that these were different from the official files Elias had given me.