**In a world where mate bonds are sacred, theirs is a chain of thorns.** Selina gave Xander everything-her blood, her heart, the remnants of her once-proud pack. But to him, she remains the daughter of his parents' alleged killer, a pawn in his ruthless quest for vengeance. Now, a terminal illness eats at her veins, and the Alpha who swore to cherish her demands she bleed herself dry for the she-wolf who stole his loyalty. Lillian's lies are venom. Her brother's schemes run deeper than the scars etched into Selina's spirit. And Xander? He watches his mate unravel, his icy disdain masking secrets even his wolf can't escape. But when a buried truth emerges-*Selina* saved him years ago, not the silver-tongued Lillian-the fragile threads of their bond snap. Rejected and dying, Selina vows to expose the festering lies rotting their packs... even if it destroys the man she once loved. **He believes she'll vanish without a fight. He's wrong.** Beneath the bloodstained snow, a dormant wolf stirs. And she's prepared to raze every shadow to ashes... if it means reclaiming her destiny.
The moon hung heavy outside our bedroom window, its silver light slicing through the curtains like a blade. I lay still, listening to Xander's ragged breaths beside me. Even in sleep, his body was tense, fists clenched against the sheets. I knew what was coming.
It started with a low growl, deep in his throat. Then his muscles twitched, legs thrashing as if running from something unseen. *The nightmare again.* I reached for him, my fingers brushing his arm. "Xander-"
He jolted upright, eyes wild, sweat glistening on his skin. For a heartbeat, he stared at me-*really* stared-like he used to before the hatred took root. Then his gaze hardened, sharp as winter frost.
"Don't," he snarled, recoiling from my touch.
I pulled my hand back, the sting of his rejection familiar now. "You were dreaming about them again. Your parents."
His jaw tightened. "And you care *why*?"
I swallowed the ache in my throat. Of course I cared. I'd spent three years watching these nightmares claw at him, three years pretending not to notice how he blamed me for ghosts I didn't create. But arguing was useless. The truth-that my father hadn't killed his parents-was a song he'd never let himself hear.
He swung his legs off the bed, his broad shoulders blocking the moonlight. "You shouldn't be here."
*Where else would I be?* This cold, gilded room was my prison as much as his. Our mating had been a transaction-peace for his Red Moon Pack, power for my father's crumbling Shining Pack. I'd believed in the fairy tales once, that mates were written in the stars. Now I knew better. Stars lied.
The phone on his nightstand buzzed, shrill in the silence. He grabbed it, his voice softening in a way it never did for me. "Lillian? What's wrong?"
I didn't need to hear her reply. Lillian's "illnesses" always struck at night, always required *his* comfort, *his* arms around her instead of mine. I dug my nails into my palm, focusing on the pain instead of the hollow space between my ribs.
He stood, pulling on a shirt. "I have to go."
"Don't." The word slipped out before I could stop it. Pathetic.
He paused, glancing over his shoulder. "You don't get to ask me for anything."
The door slammed.
I curled into the space where he'd lain, still warm from his body. The scent of pine and smoke clung to the sheets-a cruel reminder of the man he'd been before the anger. The man who'd traced the curve of my smile on our bonding night and whispered, *"Mine."*
A shudder racked my body, and I coughed into my sleeve. When I pulled it away, crimson speckled the fabric. *Not again.* The pack doctor's warning echoed in my head: *"The blood donations are draining you. Your wolf can't heal this."* But Xander insisted Lillian needed my blood-her "condition" required it. How could I refuse when every drop bought another day of his fleeting, poisoned kindness?
I stumbled to the bathroom, splashing water on my face. The mirror showed a stranger-pale skin, hollow cheeks, eyes too big for her face. The lively she-wolf who'd once challenged Xander to midnight races through the woods was gone. What remained was a ghost, fading with every sunrise.
Dawn crept in, gray and unwelcome. I dressed mechanically, my fingers fumbling over buttons. The packhouse was quiet, the usual bustle of warriors and Omegas muted. They all knew. Knew their Alpha despised his Luna, knew I was a breath away from being replaced.
I paused outside Xander's study, hearing his voice through the door. "-track the rogues near the eastern border. And send more guards to Lillian's quarters."
*Of course.* Always protecting her. Never me.
"Alpha?" An Omega's timid voice snapped me back. "Your breakfast..."
"I'm not hungry."
She hesitated, clutching a tray of honey-drenched pastries-his favorite. "He asked for you. In the dining hall."
My pulse flickered. *He asked for me?*
But hope was a dangerous thing. I followed her, each step heavier than the last.
He stood at the head of the table, arms crossed, face unreadable. Lillian perched beside his chair, her golden hair spilling over her shoulders like a crown. She smiled, all sweetness. "Selina! We've been waiting."
Xander didn't look at me. "Sit."
I obeyed, the chair scraping loudly.
Lillian pushed a document toward me, her perfume cloying. "Xander thinks it's time to make our... *arrangement* official."
I stared at the paper. *Blood Donation Agreement.* Section 3a: *The donor (Selina Shining) will provide monthly transfusions to the recipient (Lillian Silver) indefinitely.*
My vision blurred. "I can't. Not again. The doctor said-"
Xander's fist hit the table. "You think I care what some quack says? You owe her this."
*Owe her.* For what? For stealing my mate? For clawing her way into the cracks of our broken bond?
Lillian touched his arm. "Don't be harsh. She's just scared." Her voice dripped faux sympathy, but her eyes glinted. *Win again.*
I stood, the room tilting. "I won't sign it."
Xander moved faster than I could blink, gripping my wrist. "You don't get a choice."
Pain shot up my arm, and I cried out. His grip loosened-just enough-and I yanked free, stumbling back. Black spots danced in my vision.
"Selina?" His voice wavered, almost like concern.
But then Lillian whimpered, clutching her chest. "Xander, it hurts..."
He was at her side in an instant, cradling her. "I've got you."
I fled.
The forest swallowed me, its shadows a balm. I leaned against a tree, gasping. This wasn't a life-this slow unraveling, this death by a thousand cuts. But where could I go? My father's pack was weak, and my wolf... My wolf was dying.
A twig snapped. I whirled, heart racing.
Xander stood there, his expression unreadable. "You shouldn't be out here alone."
"Why not?" I laughed, the sound brittle. "Afraid I'll get lost?"
He stepped closer. "Afraid you'll *leave*."
The air crackled between us, charged with something raw and ancient. For a heartbeat, I let myself imagine it-his hands gentle on my face, his lips whispering apologies instead of curses.
Then his eyes narrowed. "You're shaking."
"I'm fine."
He reached for me, but I backed away. "Don't."
Something like pain flickered in his gaze. Or maybe it was the light.
"You're sick," he said quietly.
I wrapped my arms around myself. "And you care?"
The silence stretched, thick with everything unsaid.
His phone buzzed. Lillian's name flashed on the screen.
He turned, walking away without another word.
I sank to the ground, the forest spinning. *This is how it ends,* I thought. Not in battle, not in glory. In the dirt, alone, while the man who owned my soul walked away.
But then I felt it-a tiny spark in my chest. A wolf's stubborn growl. *Not yet.*
I stood, wiping mud from my jeans. Maybe I was a ghost. Maybe I was broken. But I'd be damned if I let Lillian watch me fade.
The pack doctor's words haunted me. *"You need treatment."*
Tomorrow, I'd go to him.
Tonight, I'd survive.
*"Every petal is a ticking bomb. Every glance could be her last. And the Alpha who holds her life in his claws is the one who craves her ruin.* **Thalassa**, a dying Omega with eighteen petals etched into her skin, is trapped in a lethal mating attempt with **Kaelthar**, the Alpha who despises her existence. Their bond, forged by a vengeful witch's curse, is a death sentence: *Find your true mate or perish by eighteen.* But Kaelthar's hatred runs deeper than claws-his pack thrives on crushing the weak, and Thalassa's fragile humanity threatens everything he's built. As petals fall and her magic flares, Thalassa uncovers a secret that could unravel Obsidian's empire: *Kaelthar's wolf aches for her, even as his pride vows to destroy her.* To survive, Thalassa must seduce the tyrant who vows to break her. To conquer, Kaelthar must deny the bond that could shatter his reign. But as petals fall and secrets ignite, their game of hatred and hunger spirals into a war neither can control. **Love is a lie. Survival is a battlefield. And every petal lost is a step closer to ruin-or revolution.** *Will she claim the heart of the wolf who hates her... or carve hers from his chest before the last petal falls?*"
**In a world where survival demands deception, one secret could shatter an empire-or ignite a forbidden flame.** Thalassa's life hangs on a lie. Disguised as a boy since infancy to escape the wrath of conquering Alpha Kaelthar, she's lived as **Thaleon**-a sickly omega, harmless and forgotten. But when Kaelthar's fascination with the "boy" he should despise turns predatory, Thalassa's carefully crafted mask begins to crack. Her body rebels. Her wolf stirs. And the herbs that once hid her scent now drown in the intoxicating tang of danger-and dark desire. As Kaelthar's obsession deepens, Thalassa walks a razor's edge: one misstep, and her true identity will be exposed. But in the shadow of betrayal, where enemies and allies blur, the most lethal threat isn't Kaelthar's wrath... **It's the fire he ignites in her soul.** **Survival or surrender? Loyalty or lust?** In this pulse-pounding dark romance, every choice bleeds, every secret kills, and the line between conqueror and captive dissolves into a storm of forbidden hunger. **The truth won't set her free. It will destroy them both.**
In the Silvermoon Pack, scent is destiny-and Elara's lavender essence marks her as the Alpha's true mate. But when her boldest friend, Lila, steals her scent with a treacherous potion, Elara is left invisible to the pack and to Kieran, the storm-eyed Alpha she secretly craves. Claimed by deception, Lila takes Elara's place as Luna, while Elara is cast into the shadows, branded a traitor. Rescue comes from an unlikely ally: Rylan, a rogue with a wounded past and a claim of his own. He's Lila's true mate-and he knows her lie runs deeper than scent. Together, Elara and Rylan embark on a perilous quest to reclaim what was stolen, navigating forbidden magic and rival packs where danger claws at every turn. But as Elara's bond with Rylan deepens, so does Kieran's suspicion. When the truth ignites a war, Elara must confront the crushing weight of destiny. Is her pull to Kieran a divine bond-or a phantom echo of stolen fate? And can love born of loyalty eclipse a love written in the stars? Find out in the following chapters...
In the heart of the Batang empire in Africa, thirty-something Babida, a rugged lumberjack, unexpectedly finds love with the stunning eighteen-year-old Suzie during their first encounter in the Ekule forest. This marks the beginning of an epic romance between the two. Initially, the young Suzie is taken aback by the towering and brawny woodsman. Believing she's alone in the brush, it catches her off guard when Babida, the lumberjack, calls out to her. Not feeling comfortable around a stranger-especially one who might be a stalker-she quickly ends the conversation and walks away. However, things take a turn when Suzie learns about Babida's heroic past from her maternal uncle. Suddenly, her perception shifts, and admiration for him begins to blossom. She discovers that the man she initially pushed away is actually a celebrated hero, a force of nature who bravely defeated the fearsome Monster of the Forbidden Mountain more than a decade ago. This terrifying beast was a monstrous bird, towering ten meters and weighing around twenty thousand kilograms, which threatened the Batang empire and nearly brought destruction, even to the imperial palace. At the time of this danger, little Suzie was just a three-year-old child. It was Babida, full of courage and determination, who stepped up to face the beast to save their land... If you're curious to learn more, dive into the full story filled with magic, romance, and intriguing mysteries. Don't forget to leave a review or comment and share it with friends and family!
Betrayed by her mate and exiled from her pack, Lyra's only crime was surviving the night that shattered her world. Pregnant, hunted, and left for dead, she faces the frozen wilderness until a violent storm leads her to Jarek-a lone wolf with eyes like smoldering amber and a past as dangerous as the sanctuary he offers. In the shadows of the reclusive Nightclaw Pack, Lyra finds uneasy refuge. But trust is a luxury she can't afford, not when rogue wolves stalk the borders and her unborn child's mysterious power threatens to ignite a war. Torn between the ghost of her first love and the pull of a man who awakens forbidden desires, Lyra must decide: guard her shattered heart, or risk it all for a second chance at a bond that could save-or destroy-them both. In a world where loyalty is written in blood and secrets bite deeper than fangs, can a rejected mate outrun her fate? Or will the truth of that cursed night bury her alive?
In a humble village, young Jane Woods' life is shattered at the tender age of six when a tragic accident claims the lives of her farmer parents. Their tomato-laden trailer careens off the road, bursting into flames upon impact and leaving no survivors. Orphaned and inconsolable, Jane is forced to live with her cruel aunt Betty and uncle Pat, who resent caring for a child not of their blood. Over the next decade, Jane endures a life of drudgery and maltreatment. She is subjected to endless chores, long hours toiling in the tomato fields, meager food rations, and harsh punishments from her heartless guardians. Her tiny frame remains frail and sickly, a mere shadow of the vibrant girl she once was. When Jane turns sixteen, the village is set astir by a mysterious visitor - an aide to the king, searching in secret for a bride for the kingdom's heir, eighteen-year-old Prince Dubois. The once handsome and lively prince fell into a vegetative state two years ago after a devastating riding accident. A witch foretells that only the kiss of true love from his wife can revive him. Seizing the opportunity for wealth, Jane's repugnant uncle Pat agrees to sell her to the king's aide, deaf to her desperate pleas. Torn from the only life she's known, Jane finds herself whisked away to the breathtaking royal palace to become Prince Dubois' wife. Initially recoiling at the prospect of marrying an unresponsive vegetable, Jane's resistance melts when she meets the kindly king, who begs her to save the kingdom by loving his son. For three years, she dutifully tends to the comatose prince, though her heart remains closed off. As the king grows impatient and considers replacing Jane with the cunning Thalia, she resolves to genuinely fall for Dubois...
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
Elisa watched as the most important people in her life showered the evil imposter-The fake heiress, with love. Elisa, the lost daughter of one of the most wealthiest family was found 18 years later and was brought back to her rightful home. However, someone had already taken her place. A fake heiress, the pampered little princess. Her coy acting and innocent façade made Elisa's real mother love her more than Elisa, her real daughter. That made Elisa, though, the true daughter end up as an adopted child. "Elisa, could you try not to appear in front of her too much as it could trigger her insecurities." Her parents had told her because of the fake heiress. "Elisa, You've taken everything away from her. Why can't you give her a little more?" Her fiancé had ordered her. Because of an unfortunate accident plotted by Isabelle-The fake heiress, Elisa was sent to prison and her family cut ties with her without a second thought. Four years, after much torture which led to her being crippled and blind on one eye, she was released, but got hit by a truck. While laying on the pool of her blood, she wanted to question, Why? Why had they all treated her so cruelly, while they love Isabelle unconditionally? She badly wanted to rip off Isabelle's mask of innocence, to reveal the fake, manipulative woman beneath. She was full of hatred. But after her death, she woke up back to when she was 18 years like all that happened were all nightmare. She was elated. She was reborn to re-live all that had happened in her last life, but now, her mission was to reveal mask beneath that woman and make everyone that made her suffer in her past life pay. It was her time for revenge! And definitely, she won't mess this up!
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?