The Concubine Is A Man Novels & Stories

Every ten years, Alpha King host a competition to choose the Alpha Supreme and it always have twenty competitors participate but only a quarter survive. When Elizabeth Grey is offered freedom in exchange oforaccompanying Alpha Sebastian Walts on the Hunt, she has no reason to refuse. After eight weeks of blood, mayhem, fruitless feeling, and dark secrets, a curse Alpha with a made Omega on the Hunt of a deadly game. Will things ever remain the same?

Celia is a lowly Omega in a pack that does not recognize the weak. Her life changes when she meets a powerful and ruthless Alpha, Marcel. He is known for subduing other packs and he subdues hers…just before they are linked by an invisible bond, making them mates. What will her life be now that she is Luna of a pack who deem her weak? Will she ever be accepted by Marcel, the Alpha of Alphas, who is seen to be a villain? And what role will she play in the impending war waged by humans who consider werewolves to be abominations?

On the very first day I'm welcomed back into the Morcant family, my grandfather announces to the public that I am the future successor of Morcant Group. My father handpicks three potential marriage candidates for me, but all of them only have eyes for the fake heiress, Eliana Morcant. The three of them go out of their way to isolate and embarrass me in public—except for Keanu Strathmore, who always comes to my defense. Somewhere along the way, I fall for him and decide to choose him. Before our engagement, Eliana threatens to jump off a building. I rush to the scene, only to find Keanu kneeling before her, vowing, "You're the only one I love. Once I help you take back your family's inheritance from her, I'll kick her to the curb!" Her two childhood friends chime in, "Keanu has made so many sacrifices! He put himself on the line time and time again just to make her fall for him." It dawns on me that all the humiliation I endured is part of Keanu's plan. When my grandfather asks me one last time, "Marriage is no trivial matter. Are you sure he's the one you want?" "I don't want Keanu anymore," I answer with a smile.

I haven't had my period in two months, and my mom assumes I must be pregnant. So, she marches me off to see a doctor. Of all people, the doctor on duty turns out to be my ex—the one I dumped two months ago. His face betrays nothing, his voice icy as he says, "Lie on the exam table. Lift your shirt and pull your pants down." When I don't follow his instructions quickly enough, he impatiently pulls my pants down himself. But once the curtain is drawn, he takes off his glasses and hovers over me. "We didn't even go all the way. So, why haven't you had your period in two months?"

Tana thought her wedding day would be the start of forever. Instead, it became the day her world fell apart. Standing at the altar, she watched as her mate, the alpha of the Middle Forest, rejected her in front of everyone. He didn’t just break her heart; he chose her stepsister instead. The betrayal cut deep, but the punishment that followed was even worse. Stripped of her title, exiled from her pack, and forced to drink a potion that severed her mate bond, she lost everything including her connection to her wolf, Phoenix. Alone and abandoned, Tana was thrown into the brutal world of rogues, where survival meant blood, pain, and a heart that refused to break. She learned to fight, to endure, to bury the girl she once was. Then she met Jackson. The ruthless Alpha of the HellGuard pack, Jackson was a ghost from her past, the boy who once had feelings for her. But now, he looks at her like a stranger. The potion changed her face, her scent, her everything. He doesn’t recognize her, and she isn’t sure if that’s a blessing or a curse. Fate may have torn her apart once, but this time, she won’t be the one left bleeding. With revenge burning in her veins and two powerful alphas standing in her way, Tana must decide: Will she destroy the mate who betrayed her,or risk everything for the one who might truly see her? Because love is cruel. And fate? Even crueler.

"I know,” I cried out. His back was faced towards me as I spoke. “I know how it feels like to love you.” Anger started boiling inside of me as I said, “It hurts to love someone like you.” ---- Samantha Parker is an ordinary female werewolf who wishes to have something good in her life after her parents’ death. That good thing turned out to be her worst nightmare as she found out that Ryder Jackson, her brother’s best friend, was her mate. Not only that but she finds out that there was someone, who was responsible for her parents' death, lurking in the shadows ready to take her away. She would encounter difficult situations which led her to think that her life was a lie and the truth needed to be unraveled.

I'm traveling through my pack when some Rogues ambush me. They chase me without mercy. I scream for Grayson Atwell, my Alpha mate, through the mind-link. But he shuts me out, muttering something about being "busy with pack affairs". I force down my fear and run, but they catch me anyway. Just as the silver knife grazes my throat, Vidar Mallory, the guard captain, bursts in. He drives the Rogues back and takes me to the hospital. Lying in the hospital bed, I overhear Vidar talking to his men by accident. "Freya is carrying a seven-month-old pup. How could Grayson abandon her just to take care of Bella's pup?" "Bella's pup had a fever last night. Grayson stayed at the hospital the whole night." My heart shatters. Even the pup I fought so hard to conceive was lost in the accident. I decided to leave and take on an entry-level healer position at a hospital in another pack. But after I'm gone, Grayson loses his mind searching for me.

Three years into my fake death, my wife and daughter showed up at my door. To get rid of them, I grabbed a knife and threatened to end my life. Then my seven-year-old daughter put her hand on my father's ventilator. Claire Harrison stood beside her, her voice trembling as she delivered her ultimatum. "Wesley, either you see your father suffocate to death, or you come back and be my husband again. Your choice." I was shaking with rage, but I put down the knife and remarried her. Walking back into that familiar villa, I became the Harrison family's model "devoted husband and father." When my foster brother needed her company because he was feeling down, I cleared out and booked myself a hotel. I ended up with a perforated ulcer, went into surgery, and never once called her. When my daughter got picky and said she only wanted her uncle's cooking, I went straight to Dylan's place and brought him back to live with us. Even on my birthday, when Dylan suddenly started crying and said, "I'm so jealous of you, Wesley. You've got such a wonderful wife and kid. Me? I've never even gotten a decent birthday present," I didn't hesitate—I slid the onyx bead bracelet off my wrist and pressed it into his hand. The deep black beads gleamed against his pale skin. But Claire's eyes went red. She grabbed my wrist, her voice sharp as a blade. "Wesley, that was the love token I prayed for you—step by step on my knees—all the way across the Mojave."

News of a wedding in Nordica's top power family lit up the world. But at the rehearsal, I caught my fiancée, Ivette Bianchi, making out with her childhood sweetheart, Jerick Weiner. "Babe, we've been in love forever. Let me use your first-time blood as pigment for my art?" Ivette blushed, hesitated— Jerick didn't wait. He pinned her to the wall and kissed her. "My best piece needs that color," he whispered. "I want this painting to end our youth." I watched them twisted together, ice-cold. Dropped the ring. It clattered across the floor. "Go through with the ceremony," I said. "Or your family goes broke." She stiffened, shoved Jerick off, and spat, "Fine." Then she turned right back, grabbed his hand, and dragged him inside. "It's just a bachelorette party. I won't miss the rehearsal." The door slammed. I didn't react. I was done. I made the call. "Change the bride. And yeah—the Bianchis crossed the line first. I want them erased."

River Wilson has her entire life planned: earn top grades, avoid distractions, and graduate as valedictorian. Love? Boys? Drama? Not on the schedule. But her perfect plan unravels the moment she steps into her new university apartment… and finds Taylor DeLuca shirtless, tattooed, and infuriatingly smug, standing in her kitchen. Thanks to a university housing glitch and a name too ambiguous to question, River ends up living with the one thing she promised to avoid: a boy who looks like trouble and acts like he invented it. Now she’s armed with a list of house rules, a schedule tighter than her ponytail, and one unbreakable boundary: no flirting. But Taylor has a smirk that makes her forget her rules… and a past that’s more complicated than his cocky charm lets on. What happens when the girl who has everything under control is forced to live with the boy who thrives on chaos? Let’s just say... Rule Number Eight is about to get broken.