They Didn't Burn Witches They Burned Women

Two years ago, as a graduate of Werewolf Medical School, I volunteered to go to the most remote and poorest pack, as it had always been my dream to help werewolf patients in need. I heard from my teacher that the werewolves in the Rogue Pack were the poorest and that their living conditions were the worst. Most of the werewolves there were old and weak, so I volunteered to go to that pack as soon as I graduated. After I arrived, I helped them build an infirmary and even set up a blood station. Every year, I led them in voluntary blood donations. But one time—right after I had taken a short break following a blood donation—they turned on me. They slandered me, calling me a selfish and heartless healer. Worse still, they accused me of faking illness, claiming I was lying comfortably in bed while patients were dying—refusing to lift a finger to save them. Not only that, they stormed into the infirmary, seized all my herbs and equipment, and completely trashed the place I had built for them with my own hands. Recalling the days I had spent day and night healing them—only to see my infirmary destroyed and my dream shattered—I let out a bitter smile. I picked up the phone and called the dean of my home pack. "I'm ready to return," I said. "I want to serve the patients in our own pack." Then, without a trace of regret, I left that place behind. However, after I gave up, the whole pack regretted it and begged me to return.

Two months remained until debut evaluation night. Before our unit performance, our main dancer suddenly offered me her center position. I stared at her, confused, "The trainers always praise your stage presence. Why give up your spot?" "You... you deserve center more than I do." Her smile was painfully forced, and she was fidgeting with her practice clothes - obviously not saying what she really felt. Puzzled by her strange behavior, I asked, "Are my moves too big? Am I making it hard for you to perform?" She suddenly started shaking, looking at me with pure fear in her eyes. After what felt like forever, she finally choked out, "Please, just stop. I won't try to compete with you for center anymore!"

I push through my Gamma warrior training ahead of schedule just to get back to the pack sooner. All I want is to stand beside my Alpha, Kyle Faucher, and finally complete our mate-bonding ceremony. But when I step into our house, scarred and feeling hopeful, I see 100 old boarding passes to the Darkmoon pack littering the floor. That pack is only a mile from my training grounds. Kyle's been that close for two years, and still, he never came. I sprint to the place where we were supposed to have our mate-bonding ceremony, clinging to the desperate hope that there's an explanation. But the moment I burst through the doors, I stopped cold. Kyle is down on one knee, dressed in a tailored suit, his eyes locked on someone with a softness I've never seen in him before. Standing across from him, smiling through her tears, is my stepsister, Vivian Blackwell. "Vivian, I haven't completed the mate-bonding ceremony with Serene. Say the word, and I'll reject her and mark you right now." At that moment, the world goes still, and I even forgot how to breathe. So this is what he's been doing while I was gone, chasing the woman he never let go of. Meanwhile, I spent those two years giving everything I had, trying to become someone worthy of standing by his side. I don't ask why or shed a tear. I just turn around and walk away. If she's what he wants, then so be it. The mate-bonding ceremony I dreamed of will be theirs instead. But the second I'm gone, he loses it and sends every warrior looking for me.

My stepson, Lucas Lincoln, is trapped in a fire. After calling the fire brigade, I quickly ring my husband, Jasper Lincoln. Jasper is the leader of a search-and-rescue team, after all. But to my dismay, Jasper is currently keeping his ex-wife, Yvonne Schmidt, company. Yvonne has won the "Forensic Doctor of the Year" award, and so they are out celebrating it. My phone calls are rejected again and again. Jasper never once calls me back, even after Lucas' cries for help disappear entirely. By the time the fire brigade arrives to quell the flames, Lucas has been burned to a crisp. I tell Jasper what happened to our son, but he only gleefully says, "He was nothing but a troublemaker who'd contribute nothing to society. If he's dead, then so be it. This way, he won't grow up to become a menace. "Yvonne happens to be giving a public talk tomorrow and is still in need of a specimen demonstrating burn injuries. She can use Noah's corpse for her demonstration since it's still fresh." I sneer. So Jasper thinks that my own son, Noah Green, is the one who died in the fire. I immediately send Lucas' blackened corpse to Yvonne's operating room.

……… No Woman is too Big for love, join Paula rayes with her struggle for love and weight. …………….. And Ethan with his obsession for women like Paula…… Ethan Andreas, your typical highschool famous footballer. He is Handsome, cute, great hair, totally dreamy to all. But what everyone doesn't know about him is that he's into curvy/chubby girls. He dates skinnies to cover up, particularly imagining them to be chubby when he fucks them. He tortured himself throughout highschool and avoided curvy/chubby women so as not to be mocked especially a particular blonde chubby/curvy girl with brown eyes Paula Rayes. What happens after he takes over his father's multi billion dollar company at twenty five and Paula Rayes applies to be his secretary. Will he continue to avoid/suppress his sexual desires?

In my past life, I worked at a secret research lab abroad. From there, I learned the pyro-calypse was approaching, so I quit my job, intending to gather my family to stockpile necessities and hide out in the mountains. However, my evil mother, her lover, and my brother killed me. When I next open my eyes, I find myself reborn on the day I return home. This time, I keep the news to myself and stockpile necessities in our mountain villa. At the same time, I get revenge on my evil family and make them get the punishment they deserve.

Violet loses her parents as a young child and is brought up by an elderly aunt. As she approaches her 17th birthday her life is turned upside down when her Aunt tells her that the life she has built with her must end - she has to go to learn about the background of her father. Secrets have been kept and those secrets turn Violet’s life upside down! Not only does she have to accept that her father wasn’t what she thought he was, but she too, is something she didn’t even realise existed! It seems a whole plan was in place for if something happened to her parents, including learning of her background and all it means. So Violet is sent to Autumn Moon Pack where an elderly relative of her father’s still lives to give Violet chance to be surrounded by others like her. In truth, she plans to learn what she needs to and leave to live alone like her father before her. But will meeting the handsome Beta, who seems quite taken with her, change her mind?

Flynn Greg has lived her entire life in the shadows — poisoned, lied to, and betrayed by the very people she calls family. At 23, she believes Roselyn is her mother, unaware the woman murdered her real mother during childbirth and stole her life. For years, Roselyn’s poison kept Flynn’s wolf weak, ensuring she’d never rise, never fight, and never claim what was hers. But fate isn’t so easily silenced. Betrayed by her half-sister Celine and rejected by her mate, Ranon, a power-hungry wolf desperate to marry into the Alpha bloodline — Flynn is drugged and framed in a twisted scheme to disgrace her. Left powerless, humiliated, and marked for banishment, she should have been broken. Instead, the night brings her something beautiful. A one-night encounter with an emotionally unavailable, secretive stranger named Ray sets off a bond neither of them expected. But Ray isn’t who he seems — and neither is Ranon. Unknown to them all, the two men are twins separated at birth by their own mother, born into a brutal bloodline of ruthless ambition. As secrets unravel and Flynn’s dormant powers surge to life, she uncovers the horrifying truth about her past, her lineage, and the prophecy she was born to fulfill. The girl they called weak is the heir and greatest Alpha wolf no one saw coming… and she’s out for blood. Now, Flynn must decide: will she surrender to her heart’s pull toward Ray, a man carrying unaware secrets of his own — or solely focus on the vengeance that she had sworn to dish? One thing is certain: those who betrayed her will kneel, and the pack that cast her aside will learn the true power of a wolf who was never meant to be caged.

_When the queen they tormented returns with no memory of their cruelty, three stepbrothers must win back the woman they drove away—before she remembers why she left._ Kaia was nothing but the unwanted stepsister to three powerful brothers: Dante, the ruthless Alpha heir; Marcus, the silver-tongued Beta; and Ash, the enigmatic Seer. They made her childhood a living hell—until one night of forbidden passion changed everything, and she vanished without a trace. Years later, a mysterious woman named “Scarlet” appears at a rogue checkpoint, bearing the ancient royal mark of a long-lost pack queen. She’s beautiful, dangerous, and has no memory of who she was. When the three brothers are summoned to identify her, they’re stunned to discover the truth: she’s Kaia, transformed into something far more powerful than they ever imagined. Now she’s falling for all three men who once tormented her, and they’re desperate to reclaim what they lost. But as Scarlet begins to remember fragments of her past—the bullying, the betrayal, and the dark power sealed in her royal bloodline—she realizes the brothers aren’t just fighting for her love. They’re fighting for their lives. Because when a forgotten queen remembers her crown, she also remembers her enemies.

"My Alpha, if your Luna knew that the embryo transplanted into her womb was actually our fertilized egg, she was just our surrogate, she'd probably be so furious to kill herself, right?" Elora gasped. My mate, Damon, the Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, was kneading Elora's breasts. "I don't like her either. But if she dies, who's going to manage my pack? You little minx," Damon chuckled, pulling her from the front and ruthlessly pounded into her from behind. "So, we have to keep this a secret. When our child is born and inherits my Alpha position, we'll deliver the final blow to her." I pretended not to know. I gave birth to the child and raised him with great care. Twenty-two years later, after my son Torin completed his studies, we handed over the Alpha position and all my wealth to him. At the succession ceremony, in front of the elders, nobles, and alliance leaders, Elora walked in arm-in-arm with my mate, holding a DNA paternity test report up to me. "Torin is the biological son of Damon and me. Now, it's time to return him to me." My son pulled out a small vial, said to me mercilessly, "This is a potion I got from a witch. Drink it now, break the mate bond with my father, and get as far away as possible." I smiled slightly, "Alright."