The Owl House King Dad

In the fifth year of loving Gabriel, he inherited his late brother’s title as Vampire Lord— along with his brother’s widow, Chloe, the former Blood Queen, and, by blood and law, my kin-by-covenant. Every time he returned from her chambers, Gabriel would hold me gently and whisper, “Isabella, Chloe is only my Chosen Consort. Once she carries and delivers the Scion of the Blazetooth Coven, I will bind myself to you through a Blood Bond.” He said it was the only condition his family demanded for him to ascend as Vampire Lord. During the six months after we returned to Blazetooth Coven, he answer her summons a hundred times. At first, once a month. Then once a week. And eventually, every single night. On the hundredth night I stayed awake waiting for him, Chloe finally conceived. The news arrived together with another announcement— Gabriel and Chloe would soon be bound by Blood. My son looked up at me, confused and innocent. “Mom… didn’t they say Dad would form a Blood Bond with the Blood Queen he loves? Why hasn’t he come to take us home yet?” “Because,” I said softly, brushing my hand through his hair, “the Blood Queen he loves was never your mother.” “But that’s all right,” I added. “I’ll take you home. Our own home.” What Gabriel never realized was this— as the only daughter of a reigning Vampire King, I had never cared for the title of Blood Queen of Blazetooth Coven at all.

Livia Cross is finally about to live the life of her dreams after landing a job but her fragile dream crashes to the ground when she finds out that her mother gambled away everything, even the roof over their heads. To keep her mother and two sisters off the streets, she must sell not just her body but her very soul and the Mafia King, Nikolai Volkov is buying. Thrust into a life of danger with no preparations, Livia must navigate the treacherous world of the Mafia that Nikolai rules, and survive. In this world, friend is foe, the shadows wield blades eager for her blood and the only person she can turn to is the soulless man who holds her life in his hands. Neither of them account for their irresistible attraction. She should be no more than a tool in Nikolai’s grand scheme but there is nobody else capable of shattering his flawless control, to his utter frustrations. Secrets are vile snakes best left unbothered but what happens when Livia uncovers the rotten core of this underworld dynasty? What if the man that bought her has the deadliest secrets of all? Exactly which secret will she pay for her with her life and when the time comes, will she tear Nikolai Volkov down to save her soul?

I was sold to the Devil. Rider Thorne. The Alpha King. A man whose name alone makes grown wolves tremble. My stepfather cleared his gambling debts by trading my life for a stack of cash, handing me over with a single, chilling instruction: Give the King an heir, and you go free. I accepted my fate. I prepared to be nothing more than a vessel, a temporary fixture in his cold, luxurious prison. I told myself I could survive his cruelty, his indifference, and his icy glare. But the moment he walked into the room, the universe played a cruel joke. The scent of rain and dark chocolate. Mate. The cruelest Alpha of all time is my soulmate. The sad part? He doesn't know. Or worse—he doesn't care. To him, I am just a tool. A breeder to secure his lineage before he discards me like trash. Heartbroken and realizing he will never look at me with love, I made a choice. I will give him what he bought, but he will never have my heart. But when I discover I’m carrying not just one heir, but three, and that my life is in danger, I did the unthinkable. I ran. Now, the Alpha King is tearing the world apart to find me. He realizes too late that the "tool" he bought was the other half of his soul. But he’s not chasing a submissive girl anymore. He’s chasing a mother protecting her cubs. Run, Bailey. Run.

Trained since childhood to be nothing but a weapon, Esme has lived under her father’s harsh hand. Poison runs in her veins, bruises mark her skin, and every lesson ends with a reminder; kill the king, or her mother dies. Sent into the werewolf palace as a kitchen maid, she waits for her moment, vial and blade hidden beneath her apron. But nothing in her father’s drills prepared her for King Ardon. The first time their eyes lock, something raw and dangerous stirs inside her, a pull she doesn’t understand and cannot control. Each day she spends in his halls, each command spoken in that steady voice, makes her mission harder to carry out. The court whispers. Enemies circle and Lady Selene sharpens her claws, determined to claim the crown by Ardon’s side. And Esme, trapped between loyalty to the man who raised her and the strange fire rising within her, stands on the edge of a truth she’s not ready to face. She was sent to kill the king, but she may be fated to love him.

"Do you really think someone like you is worthy of love?" he whispered in Eleanor's ear, making her body shudder in fear. "I... I don't know," she stuttered, her voice trembling, eyes fixed on the ground to avoid his piercing gaze. "I would never love a weak wolf like you, an aberration," he spat with disdain, his words filled with anger. "You shame our kind, Eleanor!" She slowly lifted her eyes to meet his intense gaze. "Do you hate me for this?" she asked, her voice faltering. "Hate?" He tilted his head, a cruel smile forming on his lower lip. "Hate is too soft a word. I feel repulsion towards you, disgust at being tied to such an insignificant being." Eleanor fought back tears as she heard his next words. "I, Asher Bennett, future Alpha of the Bloody Moon Pack, reject Eleanor Parker as my mate!" he growled angrily, turning away with contempt. "Never dare to say you're my mate again, You have a choice, Eleanor. You can bow down and accept your miserable fate... or you can fight, like the fool you are, thinking you have any chance." "A miserable fate for a wretched girl, what more could Eleanor Parker expect? After being brutally rejected by her mate and betrayed by her stepsister, sold like an animal by those who wished her dead, she rises from the ashes beside the great and supreme Alpha King Lynca, the cruelest of all werewolves capable of killing anyone who dares to disobey him. "I thought I signed my death sentence with the bloodthirsty Alpha King, responsible for hundreds of deaths. Yet, he became my rebirth, making me feel alive. Love drew me toward the abyss between us, where I could easily lose myself." Eleanor sighed, meeting his mesmerizing arctic blue eyes.

Hunter King, the king of the underworld, has been designed to drive any beyond seven sensations of pleasure. His body is carved to perfection. His biceps clench and flex, and his abs tighten with his every movement. He is powerful and elegant. He is drawn to danger and a determination to conquer. Raven is determined and ready to play at any 's level. She is King's rival which makes her forbidden. As the heir to the Sloane Family, she stands on the opposite of Hunter King. on a very chance encounter, Hunter's path crosses that of Raven. Immediately there are drawn, yet they do not know who the either is to each other. Hunter sets on a ruthless path to Raven his own, but he is yet to discover who she really is. Can this beauty fall for Hunter's advances? Will they be able to see past their differences and unite as ?

She was born on the night her mother died and they never let her forget it. For eighteen years, Ivory Ashwood has lived in the margins of her father's pack—unwanted, unshifted, and hiding violet eyes behind contacts because the last time someone saw their real color, they called her cursed and meant it. She has learned to be invisible. She has learned that surviving and living are two very different things and that she has only ever been doing one of them. On her eighteenth birthday, her father sells her to settle a debt. But the night does not go the way anyone planned because Lycan King Zion Valdris arrives at Silverstone, takes one look at Ivory across a crowded clearing, and feels three years of constant pain vanish from his chest. He does not believe in coincidences so he buys her contract before midnight. Ivory has survived monsters her entire life. She is not impressed by powerful men. She is not going to fall in love with a king just because the universe says she should. But something is waking up inside her, it is older than the mate bond, older than pack law, older than the Moon Goddess herself and when it fully opens its eyes, nothing in Aeloria will ever be the same again. Least of all her.

Willow: "Life is about choices, but what if you've never lived before? What if who you think you are, is the furthest thing from reality? How do you even know what reality is? I was raised as a human, but after my 16th birthday everything changes. I was thrust into a world of sex, magic, violence, but my goal isn't to escape. My goal is to fulfill my destiny. With so many different prophecies, and only a few of them offering life beyond they battle to come, why not live like there's no tomorrow?" Elbrus - Alpha King, Warrior: "I am bound to her by a blood oath that was betrayed. Now it is my bond to her. The price for her mothers betrayal, and the lives of my own mother and pack, will be everything. I will find her, and I will take everything from her, and then I will kill her. "

The world used to be at Katniss Valenciaga's feet. She was a princess, an Alpha King's daughter. Beauty, intelligence, wealth, power, and a gorgeous mate, she had it all. Although she was born without a wolf and there were people who secretly hated her for it, she didn't care as long as she was loved by the people who mattered to her. But Katniss' world had turned upside down on the day of her wedding. Her father was betrayed by his subordinates and was accused of treason. Their entire clan had to face the punishment. Her father sacrificed his life to help her escape while her mother and brothers were caught and will soon be executed. Her groom, friends, and the people she trusted all turned their backs on her. Out of desperation, Katniss went to the forbidden tower where the strongest hybrid Blade Marshall lived. He was imprisoned there by the Mages for his devious acts. Others even referred to him as the 'Devil King'. They said there was no one more manipulative and more vicious than him. Only a desperate person would seek for a devil. And Katniss was that person. As devious as they say Blade was, he was her only salvation. She came to the tower and freed him. She sold her blood, body, and soul to him in exchange of her family's safety and of the revenge she was planning. With Blade's help, Katniss was on the verge of succeeding when she suddenly encountered the biggest hindrance that could change the rules of the game completely: she had fallen in love with the devil. With her heart now on the line, could she still emerge victorious?

Liana has spent her whole life trying to prove her worth to a family that never wanted her. As the daughter of an Alpha, she was meant to lead—until betrayal shatters her world. On the night of her anniversary, she catches her mate, Ryle, in bed with her sister, Samantha. Worse, her father sides with them, stripping her of her title and casting her out with nothing but a car and the clothes on her back. Wounded and lost, she finds an injured rogue in the woods—Kieran. Taking pity on him, she brings him to her pack’s hospital, only for her father to use it as an excuse to banish her. With nowhere to go, she follows Kieran, only to wake up in the palace of a mysterious king no one ever sees. As she struggles to rebuild her life, Liana finds herself drawn to Kieran in ways she never expected. He’s cold yet protective, distant yet possessive. Their passion ignites into something dangerous, but just when she begins to trust him, a noblewoman arrives—claiming to be his betrothed. And worse, she reveals the truth: Kieran isn’t a rogue… he’s the King. Heartbroken and betrayed once again, Liana vows to stay away, but Kieran refuses to let her go. With enemies lurking in the shadows and her past clawing its way back into her life, she must decide—will she fight for her place at his side, or will she walk away before history repeats itself? One thing is certain: she will never be a pawn again.