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────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊱⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Bonus Chapter Rewards ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── 20 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter + the usual chapter 50 Golden Tickets = +2 Bonus Chapters + the usual chapter 1000 Coins Gift = +2 Bonus Chapter + the usual chapter Every bit of your support keeps the story alive. Thank you for helping me bring this world to life. Love you Muah ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊱⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Feel free to comment your thoughts! I love engaging with you, my dear readers ────────────⋅⋅⋅⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅⋅───────── Rhydric veylor’s lips brushed her ear, his voice silk wrapped in danger. “Four of us, one of you. Tell me, Athena… how long before you stop pretending you can resist?” --- What happens when a vampire mate with a werewolf? Disaster right? Athena Ashbourne has lived with secrets since she was a child, secrets of blood, visions, and a destiny she never asked for. At only eighteen, she carries the guilt of her father’s murder, a death she foresaw but was too young to prevent. Now, the gift that haunts her, the power of a Seer, marks her as different in a world where difference is dangerous. After years of bullying, Athena transfers to Gravecrest Academy, a school where humans and wolves walk the same halls… but only the wolves know the truth of who they are. It’s was meant to be a fresh start. A new beginning. Instead, it becomes the beginning of everything. Because Gravecrest doesn’t just hold human boys like her charming boyfriend, Oliver. It holds the Phantom Fours, dangerous, untouchable Alphas whose power rules the academy. They are feared. Desired. Untamed. And they are hers. Her mates. Torn between the fragile safety of her human love and the consuming bond of four lethal Alphas, Athena is thrust into a world of secrets, betrayal, and fate. Beneath the masks of power and desire lies something older, hungrier, an unfinished curse that stirs in the dark, whispering her name. Her visions grow sharper. The shadows lean closer. And every step pulls her deeper into a fate written long before she was born. Because her father’s death was only the first move. And the real game has just begun. Will Athena face the truth or run away from it? Read more to find out. Wish to chat with author? DM me on discord: thaymi_1

How would a wolf birth a witch and a witch wed the Devil’s Bone? Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel

Synopsis Aria Vale ran from her past — and straight into the heart of a curse. In the quiet mountain town of Blackridge, she thought she could start over. A new name, a new life, a chance to silence the hunger that rises every time the moon calls her name. But when a stranger with amber eyes and a voice like a storm walks into her life, the line between danger and desire begins to blur. Luca Varyn isn’t just any newcomer. He’s the new Alpha — and he knows exactly what Aria is. Her blood is silver, her destiny written long before she was born, and her heart… may be the key to a war he’s sworn to stop. But in Blackridge, secrets don’t stay buried. And when love defies instinct, betrayal is never far behind. As the murders mount and the truth unravels, Aria must decide whether to embrace the beast within or lose everything — including the one man who sees her for what she truly is. Because some sins are written in blood… And some loves were never meant to be human.

Ayla is a girl, roaming the world lost, surviving alone, running constantly, and fearing for her life. As far as she knew, there wasn’t anyone there for her. She had no family and many enemies. That was all a lie that was a product of a curse place on her. A curse that she was unaware of and bore the unfortunate side effect of. Even though she didn't know it, she was actually special. Ayla was even from a very prominent family who continued to search for her, in their own way. Her family weren't the only people looking for her though, and those people had less than honorable reasons for seeking her. Noone knew exactly what made her special, but they knew she was special. There were rumors, and whispers, but the truth was well hidden. The entire werewolf community knew of the curse on her, but they wanted her for themselves. Many packs wanted the chance to control her, because they knew that the one that did, would get the chance to be on top. Somehow. Who was involved in the scheming, and what families are involved? Was her mate an alpha a lowborn, or even a human? Will Ayla or anyone else effected be reunited with their families? Why is Ayla the prize and different? You’ll have to read to find out.

“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.

They awakened an ancient power. Now, they are the only ones who can save the world from it. When four archaeology interns unseal a tomb hidden beneath New York City, they don't find priceless artifacts—they find Alastor, the last warrior of a lost civilization, bound to the spirit of a hellhound. Hunted by a shadowy government agency that wants to dissect him and a hidden society of monsters who want him dead, the group becomes fugitives in a war they never knew existed. But Alastor is more than a weapon. He is the key to a past drenched in sin, a living reminder of a power that once devoured a world. To survive, the team must help him master the hellhound within before the agency's ruthless director can build an army in his image and unleash a final solution that will erase magic from existence. As ancient secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, they will learn that some tombs should never be opened—because what lies within could be the end of everything, or the beginning of something new. The Last Hellhound—a thrilling fusion of myth and modernity, where the fate of humanity rests in the hands of its most ancient sin.

A rogue and a runt. A born and raised alpha. A boy with a secret. And a man bent on changing fate, no matter who gets harmed. ~ "Have you contacted the council about the rogues?" "Yes and they say that rogues don't band together in mass amounts." "Did you tell them about the lack of scents?" I roll my eyes at his question. "Of course I did." "And?" "And they think there's a witch out there causing havoc for the rogues," I scoff. "They said that only a witch could hide a wolf's scent but I can't seem to think of what witch would be out there doing silly experiments that won't benefit them. They'd be better off working with a pack if they had any interest there at all." "I get where they're coming from but this is mass reports across the country," he says pointing to the map. "I've been on the phone with packs all over the country having the same issues. We seem to have a higher concentration as of late," he furrows his brows. "Other packs have been having decreases of these rogues?" He nods. "This past week alone we've had six sightings and it's only Thursday." I feel tension rise behind my eyes as the realization hit me. "It's Celeste, isn't it. . ."

The main character is Andrew Slate, and the book takes place in his freshman and sophomore years. He is known as the school's bad boy/trouble maker because he has a short temper. The story follows Andrew as he struggles with being a teenager in high school, being a Dual Shifter, and fighting for his life. Just the story of a normal teenager, right? THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE. IF YOU DON'T LIKE VIOLENCE OR SWEARING, THEN DO NOT READ. I will update when I have enough content. Thank you for your support.

“She was born to be a slave. She learned to set her masters free.” In a world where humans exist only to serve beastmen, Elowen lived her whole life untouched by cruelty—until the raid came. Torn from her village and sold beneath the auction lights, she meets the gaze of a golden-eyed wolf whose claim burns through the darkness. His name is Lupar Fangveil. His desire is absolute. His heart, long buried beneath instinct, begins to tremble beneath her touch. Elowen’s gift isn’t strength or defiance—it’s something far rarer. Empathy. With each gentle breath and curious touch, she begins to unchain the very world that bound her, turning domination into devotion, and need into warmth. From the wolf to the lion, from fire to sky, her path becomes a hymn of connection—a story where pleasure softens power, and innocence remakes an empire of beasts. A sensual, emotional fantasy of empathy, passion, and the quiet rebellion of understanding. Perfect for readers who love beastman romance, forbidden tenderness, and slow, emotional burn with heat and heart.

He wanted her blood. The moon demanded her heart. Ten years after the Bloodfang Massacre, Prince Connall Stonepelt lives as a ghost—the last Silvermoon heir, fueled only by vengeance. Until the night he saves a silver she-wolf beneath the crimson glow of the Mating Moon. She’s Bloodfang. His enemy. His fated mate. Their bond is no blessing—it’s a curse of searing pain whenever they’re apart. Only her touch stops the agony. Now hunted by assassins and bound by magic older than the moon, they must forge an alliance born of hatred and desire. Enemies by blood. Mates by fate. Love will either save them—or destroy the last hope of Silvermoon forever. Themes: Fated Mates · Enemies-to-Lovers · Forced Proximity · Dark Fantasy Romance · Revenge and Redemption.

Betrayed by the family she thought will always be there, left with no one and no where to go too, and thrown into an all out fight between the werewolves and vampires. How will she survive with her two kids, that's all she has?

On the night her fated mate rejected her for the destined heroine, Violet didn’t cry or beg. She smiled. “Congratulations, Alpha. I hope she is worth our severed bond.” Everyone thought she was the weak and pitiful omega who couldn’t shift. No one knew she was the last heir of the ancient bloodline of wolves born of the Moon and Sun, hunted to extinction. Now after returning back in time, Violet wants nothing to do with mates or pack loyalty. But fate has other plans. Three Alphas want her. One for power. One for redemption. And one whose wolf howls her name in every dream.

An Alpha female child is now an orphan after witnessing her father get killed by the (were)wolf pack she lives near; determined to make it into the magic academy come the age of 12, she has to survive and make do for a year until she can leave the territory of the wolves and forge her own path.

After the death of her parents, Grace built her life on duty, silence, and strength. But as she nears the throne, whispers of the past begin to surface— dark, persistent, and impossible to ignore. A secret long buried now claws its way into the light, threatening to unravel everything she thought she knew about her blood, her family… and herself. As deception coils around her and every truth turns to ash, Grace must face a haunting choice: protect the lie that keeps her kingdom safe, or uncover the truth that could destroy it— and her along with it.

She died then woke up in bed with the woman who killed her... Lilian Mikaelson died at eighteen. Beaten to death on the cold marble floor of the Drayke estate. Her killer? Cassandra Drayke, the cruel heiress she served. Now Lilian is awake. Ten years have passed and she's in a stranger's body, in a future she doesn't recognize and Cassandra is lying next to her, telling her last night was "the most beautiful experience of her life." Lilian runs. But there's nowhere to hide from the truth. She's been reborn as someone else. Someone Cassandra doesn't recognize. Someone Cassandra is desperately, obsessively in love with. Now Lilian has what she never had before; power, beauty and Cassandra's complete devotion. And she's going to use all of it to destroy her. In a world where werewolves rule and humans serve, where past and present collide, Lilian must decide: Will she destroy the woman who represents her worst nightmare? Or forgive the mate who's willing to sacrifice everything for her redemption? Love and revenge can't coexist. Only one will survive.

Amethyst Grey an 18 year old Omega, grew up in a very traditional werewolf household. When she was a pup she had to deal with a boogeyman man who was her father’s best friend. Everyone she loved thought he was a saint and could do no wrong but after her parents had a falling out with the man she finally was able to escape her nightmares and never saw him again. It’s been 10 years since and after struggling to trust people she is now living her best life. She’s a senior in high school, has amazing friends and family, a few colleges lined up and best of all a boyfriend who is her chosen mate that she loves with all her heart. But what happens when her world is turned upside down by a mutual friend who helps her discover devastating news. Will her senior year be as perfect as she hoped? Will she continue with the mating ceremony after she graduates? Will she be able to survive the turmoil that lies ahead? Logan Crimson is a 20 year old Alpha who is ready to find his mate. He and his twin sister Lotus “Lottie” have been searching for their mates for 3 years. They have attended every mating ball and graduation ceremony they can hoping to find the ones that are destined to be theirs. What happens when Logan finds his fated mate in an unexpected way and she refuses to acknowledge their bond as she can’t trust easily? Will his sister be able to help him prove he is worthy of her trust? Will tragedy strike them before they ever get the chance? Find out in The Alpha and His Sister by K.S. Thomas *trigger warning: story contains mentions of SA and trauma, reader discretion is advised*

Aria Winters has spent seven years as a slave, paying for her father's betrayal with every breath. But when the Mating Solstice reveals she's fated to both the Alpha and his brother—the sons of the man her father killed—she must survive being mated to two wolves who vow they'll never love her. --- ## MEDIUM SYNOPSIS (150 words) For seven years, Aria Winters has lived as a slave in the Silvermoon Pack—punishment for her father's treachery that cost their former Alpha his life. Beaten, broken, and invisible, she survives by keeping her head down and her heart locked away. But when a dire prophecy warns that any mate rejected during the Mating Solstice will bring a deadly sickness upon the pack, everything changes. Under the full moon's unforgiving light, the mate bond reveals an impossible truth: Aria is fated to multiple mates the very men who have most reason to hate her. Forced to accept a bond forged by the Moon Goddess but shattered by the past, Aria must navigate a dangerous new world where she's caught between duty and desire, hatred and heat. Her mates may have accepted her to save the pack, but they've sworn never to love the daughter of their father's murderer.

“Poor girl,” an old woman whispered near the edge of the crowd. “A pretty thing like her will never know real love. The Shadow Alpha’s bed is nothing but a grave.” The words sliced through my numbness completely. My heart gave a violent lurch. I might not know who the Shadow Alpha was, but my wolf certainly didn't care. She instantly began to howl in my skull, a furious, living, terrified sound. “Enough,” I breathed out, the word a painful gasp. A terrifying heat surged rapidly under my skin, fast and wild. My vision blurred and shifted, turning a dangerous, vibrant green. The growl that started deep within my own chest climbed higher, becoming louder and closer to a roar. “What’s that sound?” someone nearby yelled in fear. “Her eyes—they’re green!” another person gasped loudly. The heavy iron cuff on my wrist began to glow with painful intensity. The runes deeply carved into the metal flared blindingly white, then flickered violently. A searing pain shot through my entire arm, but I didn't stop. The metal cracked—once, twice—then shattered into a dozen useless pieces. The chain hit the gravel with a dull, dead clank. A single, horrifying scream tore out of me, but it wasn’t mine anymore. It changed halfway through, warping and deepening into a sound that visibly shook the nearest torches and sent showers of sparks flying into the dark night air. Bones shifted and ground together violently. My spine arched backward unnaturally. The gruesome sound of cracking filled the air as my skin split and tore open. Thick, coarse fur pushed its way through the fresh wounds, black as pitch. My nails stretched and reformed into long, razor-sharp claws. My teeth instantly sharpened into fangs. I fell forward, gasping hard—but the terrible, triumphant voice that laughed inside my head was no longer my own. I rose slowly on my digitigrade legs, powerful muscles rippling beneath thick fur darker than the night around me. My newly formed claws dug deep into the loose dirt and gravel. I was not merely a wolf. I was a Lycan. The beast was fully in my place now, and it was absolutely starving.

Mia never wanted to stand out. She was just a poor scholarship girl trying to survive at Eclipse Prowess Institute, a school ruled by Lycans, Alphas, and wolves with power in their veins. She had no claws, no strength, no pack—only her mother and her will to endure. But everything changes the day the Lycan Prince looks at her. Leon. Cold, untouchable, the heir every girl worships. His wolf calls her mate. His lips whisper mine. And then… he rejects her. To him, she’s weak. Human. A risk that could ruin his throne. To his wolf, she’s everything. Now Mia is trapped in a world she doesn’t belong to—hunted by jealous rivals, targeted by rogues, and bound by a bond she doesn’t understand. Her beauty makes her a threat, her kindness makes her a target, and the strange mark on her shoulder hides a truth even she doesn’t know. Rachel, the prince’s jealous would-be Luna, will do anything to see Mia destroyed. Leon fights his own heart, torn between duty and desire. And Mia… she’s about to discover that being claimed by a Lycan Prince is only the beginning of her story. Because sometimes rejection is the first spark of destiny.

I have always known I was different, there was something inside of me and it's dark and scary.... I could see the fear in people's eye when they look at me, it was like the could see me for who I really was 'a monster'. But what I thought was dark and scary suddenly became dangerous and extremely deadly the moment I met him......and yet I have never felt more alive, we were wrong for each other In so many ways and yet nothing in my life has ever felt more right......from that moment he walked into my life onwards my life never remained the same.