Vegeta Scars

Isabel (Izzy) is a slave in the Red Moon Pack. Orphaned in a rogue attack at the age of five, she was forced into a life of slavery and abuse by the Alpha and Luna. When her pack hosts a ball, Izzy finds that Beta Joshua is her mate, and she runs and hides for fear of rejection. When Beta Joshua spots her serving breakfast the following morning, a fight breaks out because the Luna doesn't want her leaving the pack. Will a war break out between the two packs? Will Izzy be able to show Beta Joshua her scars, both physical and emotional, and let the mate bond heal her? Will they be able to live a happy life without Izzy being afraid? Follow the story of the saying that will carry through many generations after them: "It's that damn mate bond."

She was a Rogue with a buried past. He was a Crowned Alpha with everything to lose. But fate has its own cruel plans. Alera only wanted a quiet life—far from the world that once turned her childhood into ashes. But her unexpected reunion with Rayvan—the arrogant Alpha who once shattered her pride—awakens the scars she thought she had buried for good. Rayvan never imagined his mate would be a lonely, poor, insignificant girl. A Rogue? To someone of noble blood like him, that’s the ultimate disgrace. Alera swore she would never fall for his charm. Rayvan, too, fights the bond with pride and bitterness. But one by one, the veils of truth begin to fall—about Alera, about the Bloodveil Pack, the most powerful in Moonvale… and about who Alera truly is. Can they defy a fate neither of them asked for, or will they be trapped in a bond written by blood and vengeance?

She escaped hell with nothing but scars, silence… and a name she had to hide. He built an empire with blood, secrets, and a rule: never fall in love. When Isabella Volkov runs from her abusive past in Russia, she doesn’t expect to land a job as the personal secretary to Damian Knight, New York’s most feared billionaire. Cold. Commanding. Dangerous. And far too interested in her. Damian sees through her lies but hires her anyway. He wants to protect her… possess her… break down her walls. But when shadows from Isabella’s past follow her across oceans, both their lives spiral into a twisted game of revenge, power, and forbidden desire. As enemies close in and dark secrets resurface, one truth becomes clear: Love was never part of the plan… but fate has rules of its own.

Bella existed as little more than a servant, her worth reduced to scrubbing toilets and enduring the whims of Jace, the Alpha's privileged heir. But when fate intervenes, revealing Bella as Jace's destined mate, the game changes drastically. Jace, accustomed to taking what he wants without consequence, is blindsided by the realization that Bella is meant for him. As the mate bond ignites a fiery passion within him, he's forced to confront his own shortcomings and the depth of his feelings for the girl he once saw as disposable. Yet, winning Bella's trust proves to be an uphill battle, the scars of her past interactions with Jace running deep. Even as he pledges his love and devotion, doubts linger—can she ever truly forgive him? And even if she does, can they carve out a future together in a world where power and pack politics threaten to tear them apart?

She escaped hell. He built an empire in darkness. Elara Hayes was once shattered by the people who claimed to love her. Now she lives quietly, hiding behind survival and silence, believing she is too broken for desire, too damaged for love. Lucien Blackwood is a billionaire who fears nothing except weakness. Power, control, and desire define his world. He does not save women. He does not fall in love. Until her. Elara’s quiet strength awakens something dangerous inside him. He wants to protect her. He wants to possess her. And he wants her in ways that terrify them both. As secrets unravel and the past comes hunting, Elara must choose whether to trust the man who sees her scars and still wants her. And Lucien must face his darkest truth. Sometimes, the most dangerous desire is not possession. It is love.

I was the Alpha's lost bloodline, raised far from home. I was thin, pale, and covered in ugly scars no one wanted to look at. Lucia Abbott was the pack's jewel, carefully raised and fiercely protected. She was beautiful, powerful, and loved by everyone. Before she fell from the cliff, her soul scream tore through the entire pack. "Lyla joined the enemy! She tried to kill me!" No one questioned it. After all, who would believe a filthy lone wolf over someone as pure as moonlight? My fiancé chained me to the ritual altar. My father lit the Moonfire Trial fire with his own hands. The flames burned through my wolf spirit, ripping my memories apart and forcing them into the sky for everyone to witness. It was a public execution offered to the entire pack. But the truth was worse than death. It was slow destruction, carved piece by piece.

"You shouldn't have kissed me," I whispered, heart racing. "But why did it feel like home?" Stanley had spent his whole life running from fate—rejecting mates, hiding his scars, and burying the wolf inside him. Until Joshua, a Alpha pretending to be a human with soft eyes and a voice like calm after a storm, crashed into his world. There was no bond. No mark. No reason. Yet, one kiss under the pulsing lights of the club shattered everything he thought he knew about destiny. Suddenly, the lines between wolf and man, strength and softness, began to blur. Now, hunted by his own kind and torn between instinct and emotion, Stanley must choose: reject what his heart wants… or rewrite what the moon once decided. A story of forbidden love, soul-deep longing, and the kiss that changed everything.

Dionysus finds sanctuary in the human realm, stowing away from the heavenly gates of Olympus. He wears the scars of defeat, melancholy, and betrayal in his heart the moment he set foot on earth, vowing never to return until he has regained his pride and honor. However, at love's playful coincidences, The wine god alias Kim Yeojoon, secret CEO of Victoire Wine Company, dreams of an unfamiliar face that had not only awakened his cold heart, but has left him chasing for more answers. With a few pulls of power in his midst, he finally was able to put a name to that face. Behind that otherworldly beauty is Charon, a famous model under the name Han Sejin, the ferryman of Styx that guides the souls of the dead to the afterlife. Will the stirring of his heart's desire be a sign of a new beginning? or will it be the cause of his misery, with an unknowable prophecy looming over him?

Bliss Carnap's life has been a tumultuous journey. Orphaned at birth, she was raised by her aunt, Deaconess Patricia, in Dakota. However, Aunt Patty's desperation for wealth led her to exploit Bliss, introducing her to prostitution at just 13 years old. Bliss was forced to grow up too quickly, learning to numb herself to the trauma. By 18, she had lost count of the men she had been with. Her life was a mere existence, devoid of emotions. That was until Zeke Kian, a charming soccer player from NYU, entered her life. Zeke is determined to win Bliss over, but she is unwilling to open up, fearing the vulnerability. As Zeke pursues Bliss, she must confront her dark past and the emotional scars that haunt her. Will Zeke's persistence break down Bliss's defenses, or will she remain trapped in her shell of numbness?

I went to sleep a nobody. I woke up a Queen. One night I was just a broke, exhausted college girl. The next, I opened my eyes in silk sheets, with strangers bowing and calling me Luna Queen. The face in the mirror is mine. The body is mine. But the life isn’t. The bruises on my wrists tell a story I don’t remember, and the King I’m bound to doesn’t love me—he loathes me. They whisper that his mistress rules the palace. They say the Queen was weak. Silent. Broken. But that was before me. Now I must survive a palace that wants me dead, a King whose touch burns as much as it scars, and a kingdom waiting for me to fail. The old Luna Queen bowed to cruelty. I am not her. And if this King thinks I’ll kneel, he’s about to learn what a true Queen is made of.