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Just a quick heads-up — I update new chapters every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday. (〃^ー^〃)" [Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

A broken bond. An alpha who refuses to back down. And a secret experiment that could turn werewolves into monsters. Welcome to Code: Fenrir.

Stolen from Earth by merciless hunters, Isolde wakes in Nyxara, a world where predators rule, slaves survive by cunning, and danger lurks in every shadow. Every step could be her last, every glance might hide a predator ready to strike. Then she sees him. Lynxx, a Valtherion a higher breed larger and faster than the fiercest wolves, with golden eyes that pierce through flesh and bone, muscles coiled like living steel, and a presence so deadly it bends the air. Even chained, he radiates power no one dares challenge. Claimed as a slave in this alien world, Isolde must navigate fear, betrayal, and creatures she cannot begin to understand. In Nyxara, chains can be broken, power can shift, and predators… never stay chained forevermore

Aurora Hayes is a human girl born in the hidden village of Eldermist, a remote settlement tucked beside the enchanted Blackpine Forest. Her people have lived in fear for generations-fear of the monsters said to roam the woods, fear of the savage Lycans who rule the night. Roman Nightbane, the feared lycan King, finds her and recognizes her as his fated mate. Fierce, possessive, and impossibly powerful, Roman will stop at nothing to claim the woman destiny has chosen for him.But Aurora is human. Fragile. Untouched by the brutal world of Lycans and vampires. And her arrival in Roman's kingdom sparks jealousy, suspicion, and ancient grudges-especially from Scarlett, Roman's former fiancée, who will do anything to reclaim the future she believes is rightfully hers. As Aurora struggles to find her place as Luna, dark forces gather in the shadows. The Vampire Coven discovers her humanity-and the dangerous purity of her blood. When they attack the pack territory and nearly take Aurora, Roman unleashes a terrifying fury that shakes the forest to its roots.

Ariana Sinclair’s golden eyes hide a dangerous secret. She is the Fifth Blood, a power believed to unite the ancient supernatural bloodlines. When monsters from the Void begin invading the world, Ariana learns her destiny is far greater than she ever imagined. Standing beside her is Kael Vaughn, the Storm Wolf Alpha whose lightning power and fierce loyalty make him the only one capable of protecting her. But as the rulers of the Void rise and the Void Emperor awakens, Ariana and Kael must unlock a power never seen before. Together they become the Sovereign Storm Beast, a celestial fusion of dragon, wolf, and living light. But saving the universe may require more than power. It may require teaching even the Void itself what balance truly means.

Rule #1: Never lust after your father’s best friend. Rule #2: Especially if he’s the most powerful Alpha in the territory. Ava is unmated and desperate for a connection. When Alpha Xavier arrives for her birthday, the atmosphere shifts from celebratory to electric. He’s always been a distant figure of respect, but tonight, he’s a temptation Ava can’t escape. After a literal "eye-opening" encounter that leaves Ava swooning—quite literally—she realizes that the man her father calls a brother is the only man she wants in her bed. The scent of his skin is a drug, and his touch is a wildfire. When the house goes quiet and the doors are closed, the forbidden tension finally snaps. Ava is about to learn that some bonds are forged by the Moon, but the best ones are stolen in the dark.

He should never have touched her. She should never have let him. Callum Brennan lost everything the night his brother framed him. His pack. His name. His freedom. When he clawed his way out of a supernatural prison and into the ruins of London's underworld, survival was the only thing on his mind. Then he met Valentina. Hunted. Dangerous. Running from the same shadows that swallowed him whole. She is the one woman he cannot afford to want. She is also the one woman he cannot stop thinking about. The way she moves through a fight. The way she looks at him like she sees the wolf beneath the wounds. The way her breath catches when he gets too close. They are building something in the dark, something fragile and fierce and forbidden. A crew. A cause. A future neither of them was supposed to have. But the city that broke them is not finished yet. And the closer they get, the more it will cost them both. London's underworld does not forgive desire. It exploits it.

Amara, a wealthy aristocrat's well-bred daughter with a secret to hide, is thrown into despair when her world is suddenly shattered after discovering she isn’t the Caldwells' biological daughter. It was incredibly convenient for her father to discard years of love, devotion, and family ties, quickly sending her as a marriage tribute to a Werewolf Prince after receiving an invitation that, according to the Peace Treaty between Werewolves and Humans, required one of his daughters. It no longer mattered that she wasn’t truly a Caldwell, nor that she was already in love with someone else. So, on the night of her planned elopement with her lover, her fate with the monster was ruthlessly sealed. Forget that the Alpha Prince is a cursed monster—yet, why is he always in her face, treating her like his perfect plaything to pass the time? But most importantly, if he truly doesn't care about her, why do those who cross her suddenly disappear or get punished? — Excerpt: Amara could feel the tension in the way Alexander stood before her—the restraint in his silence, the weight of his attention pressing against her body. He shouldn’t be this close to her after cornering her against a tree. “Do you know what happens when I want something?” he asked, his voice dangerously controlled. Her breath trembled, but she shook her head. “I—I don’t know.” “I take it.” Amara inhaled sharply as she lifted her gaze to meet his dark, conflicted eyes, burning with something that made her heart stutter. “Then why haven’t you?” she whispered. His gaze dropped briefly to her lips. “Because if I cross that line,” he said, “I won’t stop.” “Then cross it.” Her voice was barely audible. Instantly, the restraint in Alexander’s eyes shattered. He lowered his head and claimed her mouth in a desperate, hungry kiss.

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Everyone expected Ina to vanish once her father traded her to House Vale. They believed captivity would break her. They were wrong. Inside the vampire court, Ina finds no mercy. She finds clarity. She learns who profits from fear and who built a kingdom on lies. Solan, the vampire king, offers her a choice that no one else ever has. Stand beside him and reshape everything that has been taken from her. But freedom comes at a price. And her father would rather see her dead than watch her rise. To reclaim her pack and save her own life, Ina must decide what kind of ruler she is willing to become.

Within five minutes of the first time I met Chase Dubois, he fingered me in my Father's receiving room. My mother was five steps away. He shoved a nearby door open and pulled us inside. “Chase Dubois. Are you trying to take advantage of an innocent girl like me?” His amused eyes found mine. “Yes. I very much plan to, little princess.” He was gone as quickly as he came, leaving me disheveled and furious. Only later, when I saw him sitting calmly in his wheelchair, his eyes tired and cold, did I realize the terrifying truth: This is just a game to him! **** Alpha Chase, the rightful Lycan heir, is bound to a wheelchair and a political marriage. Tilly, a dragon princess, is forced to become his bride to save her dwindling kingdom. But the brutal, passionate alpha who visits her at night bears little resemblance to the quiet prince in the wheelchair during the day. As a coup brews and secrets ignite, Tilly must uncover which version of Chase Dubois is real—and which one is using her as a pawn in a deadly game for power.

Raky, a man who lived a life of isolation and unfulfilled promises, unexpectedly wakes up in the body of a five-year-old girl named Rany. Reincarnated into the vibrant and dangerous world of magic, he finds himself adopted by the Silver Pack—a warm, loving family of werewolves living on the edge of the kingdom. But Rany is no ordinary child. Carrying the memories of an adult and the mysterious Golden Core from her past, she possesses a power that defies the laws of nature. By fusing the ancient internal arts of Murim (Qi) with the analytical logic of Western Magic (Mana), Rany discovers she can do the impossible: from "scanning" DNA to mimic other racial forms, to unleashing devastating techniques like the Heaven’s Palm. While Rany only desires a "chill" and happy life with her new parents and sister, the world has other plans. As she accidentally becomes the "Boss" of the village children and slays beasts that veteran warriors fear, her existence begins to ripple across the continent. From the secretive halls of the Mage Association to the high-stakes politics of the Royal Palace, everyone wants a piece of the child who can bridge the gap between human and demi-human. Join Rany on an epic journey as she balances the hilarious struggles of a grown man trapped in a cute toddler's body with a grand mission to protect her sanctuary. Will she find the happiness she was once promised, or will her power burn everything she touches?

Jagger lives a quiet, ordinary life in the suburbs of California… or so he thinks. Every night, he’s haunted by a recurring nightmare: glowing eyes in a misty forest, whispers that seem to crawl inside his mind, and a shadow that hunts him relentlessly. One afternoon, at the local pool hall, he notices her—a mysterious woman with long dark hair and piercing eyes, watching him from the shadows. She knows things she shouldn’t. Things about him. And the more she stares, the more he feels a strange pull deep inside a wild, untamed force he doesn’t understand. Jagger is no ordinary boy. Beneath his human exterior sleeps a wolf, a predator of incredible power, now awakening. As his instincts stir, he finds himself unable to resist her influence, his mind and body responding in ways that terrify and exhilarate him. But the awakening is only the beginning. Something is hunting him something that sees the wolf in him as a weapon, a threat, or prey. And as his powers grow, so does the danger… and the temptation. In a world where suburban calm hides dark secrets, Jagger must confront the truth about himself, navigate the pull of the mysterious woman, and survive long enough to understand his destiny or risk being consumed by it.

Kreighton Bello is a man of routine—a veteran turned antique dealer trying to forget a past soaked in blood and loss. But when a cursed relic awakens the dormant wolf within him, his quiet life shatters into a world he never knew existed. Beneath the civilized streets of Sasha, monsters aren't just stories. Vampires bargain for their sanity, flesh-weavers twist the unwilling into nightmares, and ancient cults stir in the shadows. As Kreighton is thrust into a hidden society of "Darkborn," he discovers that in this world, morality is a luxury—and survival demands a predator’s instinct. Hunted by zealots, haunted by his own hunger, Kreighton must carve a path between vengeance and humanity. But when an old friend drags him into a conspiracy older than nations, the hunter becomes the hunted. In the dark, everyone follows a code. But who writes the rules?

"Please, I have to go home." That's what I told the man in front of me. I begged him to let me go, but in my heart, I pray he never will.  How crazy is that? How can I feel safer with a stranger I've just met than the man who was supposed to love me until death? Why does he look at me like I'm the most beautiful thing in the world? Does he see the bruises? Is that why he's doing this? I should've never left the house, but I couldn't let him win. Not this time, but I hadn't counted on this. "He'll never hurt you again." I want to believe those words, but I don't know if I can. What if I'm going crazy? What if it's all a dream, and I wake up in the nightmare that's my life? I shouldn't trust him, but gods, why does his voice affect me like this? Why does he smell like lightning storms and heather? "Nefretiri? Do you know what a mate is?" No, he didn't just say that! Life isn't supposed to be this dark. That's what Nefretiri Jordans believed until her world came crumbling down. Her marriage was now a game of slave and master, and she would never win. Not when her husband was cruel enough to bring his mistresses to the house and act like Nefra was nothing more than a servant. She wants to run, but she can't. He'll never let her go, especially not with their new daughter. So, she has no choice but to live in hell and do her best to stay sane. Unfortunately, that line of sanity suddenly breaks when Ricky goes too far, and Nefra makes a stupid choice. After all, it's just a cake. Who cared about that?  Fate has a cruel sense of humor, and Nefra quickly learns that nothing is by chance. So, what started as a painful but necessary trip to the store turned into an unexpected adventure.  After all, she never put mate on her shopping list. Not that it mattered to Ivan. The Alpha of the Sebryanny Kinzhal pack from Colorado who's slowly coming back from a year of hell. All he wanted was to find peace and figure out what he was supposed to do with his life. The moon goddess had an answer, and she set him up to find the one thing he needed to be saved.  So, when Nefra crashed into his truck and he saw her, Ivan knew she was his destiny. Unfortunately for him, she's not on board and seems to belong to someone else. If Ivan wants Nefretiri to be his, he'll need to do more than earn her trust. Dark secrets are waiting to devour both of them, and more than one enemy is watching in the shadows to claim what both unknowingly hold.  Somehow, they must get past their pain to find each other and build something neither believed was possible again. Finally, it's time to put the cards on the table and bet it all. If they win, their lives will be more than either of them could ever dream, but if they lose, the darkness will destroy more than one life.

[+18 Matured| Triggering| Explicit Content] BOOK ONE OF THE “RECLAIMING HER FATE” SERIES “Wealth, crown, wild, and heart. Together they rise, or together they fall.” Heiress of the First Werewolf Kingdom, Aveloria Valenor was betrayed, rejected, and slain in her first life. Reborn by the Moon Goddess, she vows to change her fate, only to discover she has not just one mate, but four: the one who once doomed her, the one whose power could save her, the one who tempts her freedom, and the one who has always loved her. Bound by prophecy, hunted by dark shadows, Aveloria must either choose to unite her Tetrabond or see the world consumed by darkness. EXCERPT He groaned against her lips, a low growl that sent shivers down her spine, and she kissed him back with equal fire, matching his rhythm and hunger. Their breaths tangle, shallow and uneven. His large hand grabbed her neck, tilting her head up as he deepened the kiss, causing her pulse to race beneath his touch and her body to ache for his. When they finally parted, Aveloria’s breath trembled. Their foreheads rested together, breathing ragged and lips swollen. Neither spoke. Words would have ruined it, that wild, reckless pull that said they were already too far gone. She looked at him, the one who had saved her, the one who shouldn’t have been hers, and for a moment, everything made sense. But the guilt came next to the reality. She stepped back, her heart racing. “I have to tell you something.” His expression shifted. “What is it?” “There are others.” “Others?” “Mates,” she said quietly. “Three.” He froze. “You’re serious?” She nodded. “I didn’t choose them. It just happened.” He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. “I thought those were just rumors. No one believed it.” “I wish they were.” His jaw tightened, but he laughed softly, shaking his head. “Of course. The Moon gives me a mate; she already has three others. That sounds about right for my luck.” Aveloria swallowed, guilt pressing at her chest. “I didn’t mean for this to happen.” He looked at her again, calmer this time. “Neither did I.”

Axel built his life on one lie, and from it, countless others followed. Desperate for love and attention, his first mistake was disguising himself as an omega girl. In truth, he was a male omega.. whereby- male omegas were rare, unwanted, and looked down upon. Alphas and betas never desired male omegas, only females. And it made Axel hate what he was. His only escape was through a dating app. But he never expected the Alpha he fell for... Ivan, the one he had deceived from the start, to be the same Alpha he would meet again at the academy, where every eighteen-year-old goes to train in pack law and discover their mate. Panicked, Axel told a bigger lie. He claimed to be an Alpha, hiding his true rank with pills that masked his scent. He thought being exposed as an omega would make it easier for Ivan to recognize him. But his lie backfired... Instead of safety, it landed him in the Alpha dorms instead of Omega dorms. Worse still... he was assigned to Ivan’s room.

In a world where power defines existence, the weak are nothing more than fuel for the strong. Diablo was never meant to live. Born from forbidden bloodlines—vampire, werewolf, and demon—his very existence was a sin against the natural order. Before his power could awaken, he was captured… reduced to nothing more than a test subject in a hidden facility known only as The Crucible. Chains became his childhood. Pain became his teacher. Survival became instinct. While others broke… He adapted. While others screamed… He evolved. Until one day— Something inside him awakened. Not humanity. Not mercy. Something far worse. As the chains shatter and the facility descends into chaos, Diablo takes his first step into a world that fears his existence. But this is no story of revenge. He does not seek justice. He does not seek redemption. He seeks dominion. In a world ruled by ancient bloodlines, rising kingdoms, and hidden gods, a new predator has been born—one that devours power itself. And this time… The monster isn’t locked in the cage.

Lyra Winters is possessed. A half spirit trapped in a mysterious locket, that belongs to the most powerful Witch known to the mankind and now Lyra possesses half of the Witch's magical power. And the half spirit is filled with the feelings of vengeance—vengeance towards the very man she is attracted to or rather his pack of werewolves. Can Lyra protect the man she loves and his pack or she will loose herself to the possession? Cyrus Grayson and his entire pack is haunted by an age old curse. A curse to never have a forever with their fated mate. A curse that has been challenging the moon goddess herself for thousands of years. And a witch casted it. And the Witch is back again, and this time she has possessed the only girl Cyrus has been madly in love with since the very first time he saw her. Will he save his love or will be killed by the very girl he is trying to protect? ------- WARNING This story is intended for mature readers. It contains dark themes, intense emotional conflict, violence, betrayal, intimacy and supernatural elements that may be uncomfortable or triggering to some audiences. Read it at your own risk.

Long before vampires existed, there was fire. Michael Keller is an immortal anomaly reborn centuries too early, untouched by age or death, wielding a power that bends but never obeys witchcraft. For over a thousand years, he watched history unfold in silence, protecting hidden covens and burning the dead so their souls never lingered too long. In the modern world, his presence shatters the balance. Spells misfire, Originals grow uneasy, doppelgängers draw his attention and ancient magic recognizes him as something undeniable, a force of nature that cannot be stopped. Neither hero nor villain, Michael is a force of restraint in a world of excess. And when fire enters Mystic Falls, fate doesn’t repeat itself. It burns. Patreon.com/Fredozy.