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Post-Apocalypse: Mated To Alphas Of Orion

(R-18 and dark themes, you have been warned.) Blurb: During my incarceration by my mate, I see a man leaning against the wall of the dungeon with his arms and legs coiled with heavy iron chains. Dressed only in tattered rags of a black robe his ghostly white skin is mostly on display. Tattoos like smoke crawl all the way from his neck to the side of his handsome and deeply chiselled face, but it's the eyes that have me in a trance. Deep red like the freshly spilt blood, such rich shade, and they stare directly at me with such intensity that I forget to breathe. My hand grabs the iron bar, and I steady myself as his curved lips move and he utters only one word to make my world crash and my magic lose control. “Mate!” My world shatters at his words. "You can see me?” He asks next, a voice calmer and yet deeper than Mariana Trench. It whispers all around me, murmuring against my skin as if trying to awaken something sleeping. “Yes, why shouldn't I be able to?” I question, slightly confused. A crease descends on my forehead. "No one else can," he answers with a wounded smile that wrecks my heart. Synopsis: In this post-apocalyptic world, Faes are hunted and killed mercilessly because they are blamed for the apocalypse that befell and destroyed half of the population. At 20, Amaia Zhāng is a Fae and is the last of her kind, or so she thinks. Her family and her whole village were massacred by the Dread Army in the name of keeping peace. She is the sole survivor and keeps her appearance cloaked. But she makes it her mission to train every day and become strong enough to avenge her kind. During a battle with a monster, her mate abandons and rejects her to save his life. Heartbroken, Amaia is left with no choice but to join Orion Academy. It is home to the greatest hunters and enforcers of her continent. It's a world where hunters and enforcers are treated like celebrities. She knows the training will help her fulfil her revenge plans and become a renowned hunter. And maybe along the way she will find another mate. But the twist of fate, deception and seduction from the man who is supposed to refer her to the Orion Academy leaves her with a curse and a tainted reputation. A curse which prevents her mate/mates from recognising her and prevents Amaia from informing them of who she is to them. As it turns out, Amaia is mated to hybrid Alphas of Orion, but none of them can feel the mate bond, and they believe she wants to seduce them. “Have some dignity, Amaia. You abandoned your mate and are now trying your seduction techniques on me. I have a fiancée.” Glares Alnilam, her first mate. “Don't look at me like that, lassie. I am saving myself for my mate.” Winks Alnitak, her second mate. “Stay away from me. You are not my mate,” scolds Mintaka, her third mate. “I will bring a garland constructed from your ex-mate's bones. How dare he hurt you?” Determination flashes in the eyes of Rigel, her fourth mate. Every time they turn her down and choose to be intimate with their chosen females, she feels every ounce of pain and hurt. Amidst the chaos and heartache in a place where enemies hide in plain sight. Can Amaia break this curse and have her mates recognise her as theirs? Does she have four mates or is there another twist hidden? Will she become a successful hunter and keep her identity hidden from the world and at the same time carry out her revenge? Read on to find out. A special thanks to @TheSlumbingCat for creating this beautiful cover for me. If you want to chat, find me on Discord, Facebook and Instagram with the same name.
Sunny_Shumail · 93.1k Views

DARK HOLDER

Dark Holder Edward Federal once lived another life one of betrayal, pain, and secrets that could shape the fate of entire worlds. In that past, the enigmatic Alok guarded a mythical artifact, setting into motion events whose echoes would span lifetimes, shaping Edward’s destiny in ways he could never imagine. Reborn into a universe where gods manipulate from the shadows, dragons rule vast realms, and the golden-bodied Entreal assign impossible fates, Edward awakens with the Creator Holder, a power that can forge weapons of unimaginable strength and even bend reality itself. Yet even such power cannot protect him from the dangers awaiting in the multiverse. Haunted by memories of his past life, hunted by divine forces, and drawn into a web of betrayal, romance, and revenge, Edward gathers a band of extraordinary allies—elves with hidden pasts, warriors seeking justice, and mages wielding powers that could alter entire realms. Together, they explore the perils of the Dragon Realm, uncover the secrets of the Infinity Realm, and confront the ultimate shadow behind it all: Hostarge, the god whose schemes could unravel every reality. Every creation reshapes destiny. Every battle tests his limits. And every choice draws him closer to a truth more dangerous than he could imagine: the line between hero and weapon, love and vengeance, past and present, is razor-thin. Will Edward rise as the savior of countless realms—or become the destroyer written in prophecy? DARK HOUR UPDATE When the last minute strikes, darkness rises. Daily chapter at 23:59 PM (GMT+5:30) Step into the shadows — join our Discord community to discuss chapters, theories, and fan art, and become part of the Dark Holder realm: [ https://discord.gg/R5j3Q6Sq ] Don't Miss the Final Minutes of the Day When Darkness Awakens
Harsha_Nijo · 41.9k Views

Pray for Me, Baby

In a world where unseen entities roam the earth to torment humanity, Kurai wishes death upon herself because she believes that's the only way to be free from the cruel tactics of this world. Her fear of the afterlife forcefully pushes her out of her tragic mental state. Eventually she has to rely on her own instincts but she refuses to trust them and would literally choose the worst times to be annoying and immature just to amuse herself. As she masters the laws of life, she gives up her thoughts of being forgotten. Having being offered the chance to become a villainess, Kurai unwillingly accepts the opportunity. Being a villainess is quite fun until she realizes she was on the devil's radar from the very beginning. [Threat detected. Origin: Human...] [Kurai Tsukikage. On her way her home.] Kurai needs some serious prayers because she's done alot of...questionable stuff. ‐---------7²⁰²⁵-------------- Before reading this novel here's what you MUST know: 1. In order for the reader(yes you) to get the know the characters, this novel is a slow burn novel which means the plot eventually progresses. 2. One chapter on each Saturday at 7PM 3. Viewer discretion is advised. 4. The reader will have to choose what is right and wrong 5. I am working on both the novel and my character designs so when this novel is completed I will update the book cover and post my character designs on my Instagram. 6. Please excuse if some characters and demons are weirdos and creeps, I guess you could stay it'll be a part of their character growth. 7. This book isn't supposed to be smut and stuff but with the type of novel I'm going for, there would be some suggestive themes, violence, and on and on. You know, the classic action stuff. So yeah some chapters would be PG-13. ------------------------- Chat with meee! Instagram: suzxmii Discord: https://discord.gg/PP59SeB6Ak Looking forward to reading your comments Date Novel Made: 25th June 2025 Date Novel Finished:
suzxmii · 5.2k Views

Alpha’s Daughter: Bound To The Enemy And Marked For Sacrifice

“You want me back now, Ethan?” I laughed softly, though it sounded nothing like joy. “After your pack chained me, called me a spy, and nearly executed me? After you marked me by deceit, caged me, treated me like a slave, made me believe I was nothing—and after you almost killed me for your sacrifice?” My voice broke for a heartbeat before hardening again. “I gave you everything, Ethan—my loyalty, my trust, my heart—and what did I get in return? A dagger through it.” His eyes glistened, his voice cracking. “Soraya, please… let me make it right.” The wind shifted. The Moon’s light brushed my face like a cold touch, painting silver over the tears I refused to let fall—its glow crowning me in quiet defiance. “You can’t fix what you destroyed,” I said, my voice steady now, sharp as the edge of a blade. “You wanted to own me, Ethan. But the tide has turned.” I stepped closer, and the earth seemed to tremble beneath my bare feet. The air thickened, my power humming through it like a storm waiting to break. “I belong to no one,” I whispered— and the night bowed to my voice. Silver flames erupted, curling and dancing across my skin like living fire. It wasn’t pain—it was power, pure and ancient, claiming me as its vessel. My eyes burned with silver light, bright enough to cut through the darkness. Ethan stumbled back, his breath hitching as the weight of my power pressed against him. Slowly, his head lowered—not out of command, but from something deeper. Reverence. Guilt. Surrender. The Alpha bowed to the force he could no longer control—to the woman he could never again break. --- Once, Soraya believed in love. Once, she thought Ethan Vander—billionaire CEO and cursed heir of the Silverfang Pack—was her destiny. But love became a cage, and destiny became a curse. Ethan was born with a curse: any wolf who bonded with him was doomed to die. Yet his father, desperate to end the curse, demanded a sacrifice—his mate’s life in exchange for the curse. The blade was already chosen. Soraya had already been marked. On the night of their bonding, fate revealed its cruel truth. The Moon priestess exposed Soraya’s hidden blood—she was wolf-born, the Alpha’s daughter of Blackwood, the pack that once hunted her from birth for carrying the mark of the moon which they called a curse,and also a rival pack to Silverfang. Branded a spy, she was claimed as Ethan’s prisoner… and there, she discovered the final cruelty: She was carrying his child. But when the Moon finally answered her call, Soraya awakened. Her power rose like silver flame, divine, ancient and unstoppable. The gift once called a curse became her crown. Now, both Blackwood and Silverfang want her—one to tame her, the other to claim her. But Soraya belongs to no one. And neither Silverfang nor Blackwood was ready for what Soraya became. --- Soraya’s journey is not just one of survival, but of awakening—of a woman who refuses to be broken, of a wolf who will not be caged. This is a story of betrayal and curses, but also of love, sacrifice, and the fire of a mother who will protect her child at any cost. --- Reader’s Note: This book contains mature themes, including intense romance and occasional erotic scenes. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re ready to step into a world of forbidden love, blood oaths, and a heroine who will rise from exile to shake the foundations of two rival packs—then welcome to Alpha’s Daughter.
King_Cherry_01 · 64.6k Views

I Married My Ex-Fiancé’s Useless Billionaire Uncle For Revenge

My engagement ended in humiliation. One moment, I was the bride-to-be. Next, my fiancé was slipping a ring onto another woman’s finger—nope, not just anyone, my half-sister! And the whole city watched. So I did the unthinkable. I kissed the one man I was never supposed to touch—his aloof, very hot, useless uncle. Dominic Fletcher. It was supposed to be revenge. A scandal to wipe away my shame. Until he stole my bra—and with it, my senses… and my already fragile heart. “Give it back!” I demanded, reaching for my bra, but he only lifted it higher. “I’ll keep this as a memento, Kitten,” he murmured, eyes dark, voice dangerously seductive. But Dominic Fletcher was far from useless. Behind the nonchalant façade was a ruthless power only I had glimpsed. And now, he wants to help me take my revenge— “Marry me, sweetness,” Dominic rasped, gaze sharp as steel. “I’ll make everyone who offended you a foot mat. What do you say?” How could I say no? I’d do anything to make that worthless, piece-of-shit scumbag ex lose sleep for the rest of his life and become his worst nightmare. So I said yes—to his uncle. I became his aunt-in-law. Then I returned, victorious and unbroken. My family pleaded for me to forgive them. My ex-fiancé fell to his knees, clutching my hand. “Let’s start again, Harper,” he begged. “You’re the only one I cherish.” I stared at him icily. “Excuse me, boy. Do I know you?”
JayMhekzy_ · 19.4k Views