fatedmate

They say an Alpha without a wolf is no Alpha at all. For ten years, Rhys has ruled as the most feared Alpha in the western territory—without ever shifting. Until Elise Winters walks into his territory—and his wolf comes back wrong. Stronger. Wilder. Fixated. On her. Elise is practical, stubborn, and completely unprepared for what she’s inherited. Rhys knew what she was to him the moment she stepped through his door. And he knows this— If he claims her, if he lets his wolf fully return, it won’t just change him. It could cost him his pack. His throne. And her life.

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

When Willow Hart’s car breaks down in the hills of Redwood Grove, the last thing she expects is to be rescued by a scarred, dangerously handsome stranger with mismatched eyes and secrets carved into his skin. Dominik Volkov knows the moment he scents her that she’s his fated mate—the only woman who can break the curse threatening to steal his humanity forever. But curses demand sacrifice. And loving a wolf may cost Willow everything. In a town hiding vampires, corporate conspiracies, and a pack of wolves guarding deadly secrets, one night of passion could spark a war between instinct and destiny. He was never meant to fall in love. She was never meant to survive him.

He grabbed my hair roughly, making my whimper. “You’re such a little whore, getting aroused for your mate.”  “You’re happy to see him right? Are you going to sneak off to fuck him in the night? Is that why you’ve been happy about this trip?” He ordered and I shook my head. “Answer me you bitch!” He barked. My lips quivered. “No… No… Please.” I wailed and he scoffed as he let go of me roughly. —————- After my mother’s death and my mate’s betrayal, I became nothing, just a powerless wolf, discarded and sold to his ruthless stepbrothers. But everything changes when I uncover the truth, my mate didn’t just betray me… he wants me for the same reason he murdered my mother. Now, hunted by both wolves and humans, my hidden identity begins to unravel, making me a target. They think I’m weak, they think I’ll break. But while they chase me, I’m planning their downfall.

In the shadowed world of shifters, Lyra Silvermoon was groomed to be the perfect Luna—destined to bond with her childhood friend and supposed fated mate, Aric, sealing peace across the packs. But on the eve of their sacred ceremony, the ancestral stone shattered at her touch, unleashing a dark prophecy: if Aric marked her, the Silvermoon Pack would fall… and her womb would birth the child fated to end the shifter world. To save his people, Aric rejected her publicly, branding her a curse. Hunted and lined for execution ,Lyra fled into the forbidden territory of the Nightbane Pack—straight into the lethal embrace of Darius Nightbane, the ruthless Tyrant King rumoured to have slain his own mate. One night of raw, forbidden weakness ignited a dangerous mate bond. By dawn, she vanished into the human world. Weeks later, Lyra carries undeniable proof of that night: Darius’s child…the prophecy child. Darius tracks her to a seedy nightclub, his icy obsession exploding into feral hunger the moment he senses an heartbeat inside her. Meanwhile, Aric descends into madness, realizing too late that Lyra was never his. She belongs to Darius. And the twins she carries hold dual destiny: to shatter the shifter world… or forge it into one unstoppable empire under his rule. As packs turned against her, factions rose to worship or destroy the unborn heir, and destiny twisted around her unborn child, Lyra found herself at the center of a war far greater than love. Because the prophecy never promised ruin. 
Only change.

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, an urge to mate slammed into Dexmon, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence. His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not.   ________________________ [Synopsis] Two Alphas. One impossible choice. A stranger saves Serena's life, and she returns the favor without knowing he's the Crown Prince of Drakenfell. Mate. He knows instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, her wolf is dead. At least, that's what she believes. But Dexmon is already betrothed to a princess who will murder to keep him. So he stays silent. Fin Shadowclaw, the youngest Alpha King in Skardos, can't take his eyes off her either. His wolf also says 'Mate' and he has no intention of walking away. Serena remains unaware, until someone tries to kill her. Fin catches it in time, and is forced to mark her to save her life. Right when his fangs are deep and Alpha venom flowing, a black wolf slams into him. He's knocked back, and watches as the wolf's fangs bite right over his mark. Serena wakes up to a fuming Alpha Prince, ready to re-mark his territory as many times as it takes. And a possessive Alpha King who's already decided nothing will pull her away from him. Two marks. One girl. And a war that has nothing to do with territory. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ________________________ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubcon, abuse, SMUT, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised.  Tags: fated mate, war, royal family, betrayal, shifter, queen, underestimated, alpha king, luna Discord: https://discord.gg/JR2yGgKNq8

"Some lives are born from the frozen silence of a grave." Vespera is a bloody paradox walking through the snows of Alberta. The only legacy of a cursed night where a vampire's cold poison and a wolf’s feral rage knotted within a dead human womb. She is a hybrid baptized by her mother’s final breath; she is the one who survived by sucking life from death. As an unbranded Omega, there was no place for her—not even on the dustiest shelves of this brutal hierarchy. Yet, Vespera’s eyes were never on the arrogant thrones of vampires or the blood-stained leadership of wolves. Her only dream wasthe small, fragile family she built with a handful of outcasts. She was naive enough to believe she could flee from her destiny; but in the lands ruled by High Alpha Varg, every escape was merely a red carpet rolled out for the predator. When Varg—the High Alpha of cold iron and silver wrath—found her in the darkness of the prophecies and the silence of her unawakened wolf, what he offered was not a rescue. It was a sinister bargain that touched the most intimate agonies of her soul.The High Alpha’s voice was as cold as a blade’s edge, yet filled with a lethal promise: "When the rhythm of that heart, born from a dead womb, begins to beat only for my name... that is when you will survive the true hell within my own heart, Vespera. Do not just give me your submission... Give me those bloody syllables that have never been heard before." As silver ashes fall one by one from the sky, Vespera must make a choice: She will either vanish as a silent syllable in the claws of a monster, or she will turn herunawakened wolf into a nightmare that will stain all of Alberta in blood. "Those born of death can only be sealed in blood."

Azaria Freeman gave everything to Aldrith Corp. She carried two roles without complaint, held the company together when it mattered, and believed her reward was finally within reach. Instead, the promotion she earned was handed to someone with the Aldrith name. Furious and done staying silent, Azaria storms into a board meeting and challenges the very people who overlooked her. But the moment she steps inside, everything changes. Because Theon Aldrith realizes the truth. His mate has been right under his nose all along. And she is human. Something that hasn’t happened in centuries. Now, power, instinct, and fear collide as Theon faces an impossible choice: claim her and risk everything, or walk away from the one person fate has chosen for him.

Ayla was once 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. The young woman didn't even know she had a wolf. 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 didn't happen to be 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. Every pack wanted her. They would do what they had to in order to get her. Somehow. Who was involved in the scheming, and what families are involved? Who was her mate? Or would she be allowed to have one? 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.

On the day I was meant to marry the man I loved, the ceremony was bathed in blood. Azræl Bloodbourne, the ruthless Vampire Emperor, dragged me from the altar and into a dark, dangerous world I never knew existed. A world of vampires, fallen ængels, witches, lycans, and dragons. A world where everyone looks at me like I am something precious. Something dangerous. And something worth killing for. He steals my freedom, forces me to become his bride, and binds me to a throne I never asked for. I should hate him. I should fear him. I should spend every waking moment searching for a way to escape him. But instead, I find myself craving him. Wanting his teeth at my throat, his hands on my skin, and needing him to ruin me in every possible way. And just when I think I have completely lost myself to him, another man rises from the snow and claims me. Ezryn Graemor, the savage Lycan Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe. What begins as desperation turns into something far more dangerous when fate reveals the truth between us. He is my mate. Now I am caught between an Emperor who would burn kingdoms to ash just to keep me, and an Alpha whose soul is tied to mine. One man owns my body like a throne he was born to conquer. The other holds my soul like he was born with half of it already inside him. And I fear the day may come when I will have to choose between them. Welcome to the first book of my fantasy series.

Eve never believed in fate...until three ruthless alphas claimed her as theirs. Desperate to save her dying mother, Eve works as a masked dancer at Eclipse, the city's most exclusive club, where anonymity is her only protection. When the infamous Blackwood triplets—Damian, Damon, and Silas, offer her an obscene amount of money for a six-month exclusive contract, she accepts despite the terrifying rumors. Girls whisper about their brutality, their insatiable appetites, and the way they share everything... including women. The first night, Eve discovers the rumors don't do them justice. Damian commands her body with cold precision, every touch calculated to break down her defenses. Damon's dangerous playfulness pushes her past limits she didn't know she had, making her crave the edge of fear and pleasure. Silas watches with obsessive intensity, learning every tremor and gasp, demanding complete psychological surrender. Together, they overwhelm her....three predators claiming their prey in the most primal way possible. But something is different about Eve. While other women break under the brothers' dark desires, she endures. She matches their intensity, craves their brutality, returns night after night hungry for more. They're possessive in ways that should terrify her, marking her body as their territory, but her skin burns hotter under their hands than it ever has before. The brothers don't understand why they can't stay away from her. Why her scent drives them to the edge of madness. Why the mate bond...something they never believed they'd find...pulls them to this masked human with increasing, undeniable force. Then Eve's body begins to change. After three days without them, she collapses, her body shutting down from a hunger no food can satisfy. When Damian touches her fevered skin, her eyes glow amber and an ancient binding spell shatters. The truth explodes between them in a wave of desperate, consuming need: Eve isn't human. She's a succubi—a creature who feeds on sexual energy to survive. And they are her fated mates. Suddenly, Eve's nightly visits become her lifeline. She needs them...needs their touch, their dominance, their insatiable desire....or she'll die. A dark paranormal romance of fated mates, brutal alphas, and a queen who was born to rule them all.

Seren never wanted to be noticed. As the daughter of the royal medicine woman, she learned early that survival meant keeping her head down and her mouth shut. The palace was no place for curiosity, especially not when the dying King's three sons prowled its halls like caged predators. Prince Aeron, cold and calculating, leads with ruthless precision. Prince Kael, the soldier, obeys instinct over law. Prince Theron, charming and dangerous, sees through every lie. They are identical in face but opposite in nature, and the kingdom holds its breath waiting to see which one will claim the throne. When Seren witnesses a royal execution she was never meant to see, she becomes a problem the triplets cannot afford. Too dangerous to release, too innocent to kill, she finds herself confined in their private wing as political tensions threaten to tear the kingdom apart. But something unexpected happens when the princes get too close. The ancient mating bond, which should only form between wolves, sparks to life between a human servant and three alpha heirs. Now Seren is caught in a bond that defies nature and law. The triplets claim she belongs to them, body and soul, but the kingdom will never accept a human as their mate. Princess Elowen schemes to destroy her. The council demands answers. Rival packs circle like sharks scenting blood. And somewhere in the palace shadows, a traitor works to ensure none of them survive long enough to take the throne. As bodies pile up and war looms on the horizon, Seren must choose between the safe life she always wanted and the three wolves who have marked her as theirs. But in a world where power is everything and humans are nothing, loving the future kings might be the most dangerous choice of all. The triplet alphas will burn the kingdom down before they let her go. And Seren is starting to realize she would let them.

Love. Hate. Revenge. Before she was the High Alpha's daughter, Maya was an orphan named Penelope—and Marcus Keenan was the boy who gave her his locket and promised to marry her... until she was torn from him. Taken by High Alpha Vilhelm, everyone, including Marcus, was told she died. Years later, Marcus returns from the recent war a hero—now Alpha Keenan—with power, lands, and the right to choose any woman as his mate. He takes Maya—the same girl who made his life miserable before he left. He doesn't recognize her as Penelope with the locket long gone. To him, she is cruel, two-faced, and an expert at manipulation. What he doesn't know is that Maya's cruelty was forced, a mask she wore to both protect him and survive. Now trapped in a marriage born of revenge, she must decide. Stay silent and play the part, or reveal who she truly is…before it’s too late. —— Excerpt “This marriage is fake,” Maya said. She should be happy but why did it hurt so much? “Fake?” Keenan frowned and closed the gap between them. He wrapped a palm around her neck, and Maya gasped but no sound left her throat. “Is this another ploy to escape me?” “Isn’t it fake?” Maya whispered, holding his hand, trying to ease his grip. It was getting hard to breathe. Her voice betrayed her, too hopeful even to her own ears. He stared with such hatred, yet a part of her didn’t want it to be fake. Keenan threw his head back and laughed, yet his grip on her neck never wavered. “Woman, surely this must be a joke. You think I would orchestrate a fake marriage with you?” He leaned closer, eyes locked on hers. “You undermine my hatred. I want you bound to me forever. I want you to hate every moment of your life and I will be right here to make sure of it. You can never escape me.” Keenan released her neck. She dropped to the floor, rubbing her throat as she finally drew a full breath. “Fake marriage? Don’t be ridiculous. Even your father couldn’t get you away from me.”

{{DARK ROMANCE}} ⚠️Warning: Mature content(18+) Adeline was never meant to live long. Cursed with a body that is slowly failing, she grew up knowing her life would end before it truly began, until a man began appearing in her dreams. Cold. Powerful. Possessive. With blood-red eyes, he watched her… spoke to her… and claimed her as his. She told herself it was only a dream. But far away in the depths of Valempire Palace, King Azai had already found her. The fragile girl in the village was not just meant for anyone.... She was his. But before he could claim her, fate intervened. Chosen through a brutal selection, Adeline is forced to become the prince’s bride, bound to a man who sees her as nothing more than a pawn… or worse. Trapped in a palace where survival is a game, she soon realizes the truth... The man from her dreams is no illusion. He is the king. And he is not the only one who wants her. Caught between a cruel prince and the very king who claims her as his, Adeline becomes the center of a dangerous obsession that could tear father and son apart. In a place where power rules and love is twisted into possession, one truth becomes impossible to escape... She was never meant to survive them. Discord: thaymi_1 NOTE: The book cover belongs to the author, do not reuse it.

Vector, a poor, crippled chef, killed himself after being fed up with his pathetic life. When he reincarnated into the first cringe fantasy story he’s ever read, he was horrified, then excited to find out he’s not crippled in this life. He’d be able to do things he couldn’t in his past life, like have fun and woo beautiful women. But that fantasy was instantly cut short on realizing he wasn’t the male lead, but instead a useless extra that was lovesick over the alpha male lead, who later ended up killing him. Vector, now Varney, wants nothing of that life. Aside from being straight as hell, he also knows the male lead ended up killing him… so, on the day he was supposed to officially meet the male lead, he stayed away, having no interest in competing for the male lead’s attention with other lovesick fools. Luckily, a rare opportunity comes by— to attend Hillstone Supernatural academy, a school where only elites attend, but every year, few selected humans from every kingdom are opportuned to attend, for a chance to make a name for themselves before graduation. In the academy, Varney instantly discovers that nothing is as it seems. Lies and secrets litter the dark hallway, safety is nonexistent and the strong preyed on the weak. Humans, who’re at the bottom of the hierarchy, are more like flies in the midst of monsters, waiting to be swatted away. In hillstone, being noticed and sought after as a human meant three things = disaster, danger and… death. Varney planned to stay unnoticed, graduate and leave without getting into any trouble. But can that be possible when he not only unexpectedly crosses paths with the daunting, alpha male lead but also ends up having to share a room with him? Worse, the male lead’s reputation is dark as night and even the strongest students here in Hillstone are wary of him. Like his problems aren’t enough, wherever he went, he attracted trouble his way like a faulty magnet, causing him to be noticed against his will. Varney’s carefully mapped-out second chance life went from oil to open fire in a heartbeat.

Warning - Dark romance. Age-gap romance. Werewolf bond. Emotional obsession. 18+ Elara Romano’s world crumbles the day her father dies, leaving behind one final wish: she must live under the protection of his oldest friend—Alessandro De Luca, the ruthless Alpha of Regina’s most powerful werewolf pack. Thirty-eight, cold, and untouchable, Alessandro had long promised her father he would protect Elara… but never imagined the pull of a bond he could not resist. In the shadows of the grand De Luca estate, rules are set, boundaries tested, and a mate bond awakens—one that neither Elara nor Alessandro can ignore. As whispers of danger, betrayal, and jealous rivals stir through the city, every stolen glance, every denied touch, and every secret shared brings them closer… and further into darkness. Between promises kept and desires forbidden, Alessandro and Elara must navigate a world where love is a curse, protection is a chain, and claiming what is theirs could destroy them both. release rate : 4 guaranteed chapter daily upload Support goals: 90 power stone in a week = +1 bonus chapter on Sunday. 10 golden ticket in a week = +3 bonus chapter on Saturday

In the Kingdom of Vaelis, power decides who lives, who dies… and who lies well enough to survive. Mireya Vale is meant to be nothing. Ungifted. Quiet. Forgettable. Just another girl thrown into the Crown Trials, clawing her way through the brutal Iron Spire where the weak are erased. Then there’s Jax Calder. Everything Vaelis fears. Everything it obeys. The kingdom’s perfect enforcer. The architect of the Iron Spire. The hunter sworn to wipe rebellion from the streets—starting with the elusive Black Thorn. Jax believes in control. In discipline. In breaking threats before they become legends. Until Mireya. There’s something about her… something sharp beneath the silence, something defiant in the way she meets his gaze and refuses to bow. He should crush her. Eliminate her. Walk away. Instead, he watches. Protects. Burns. Drawn together by tension they refuse to name, desire coils where hatred should live—and every stolen look feels like a betrayal waiting to happen. Because in Vaelis, enemies don’t fall in love. They destroy each other first.

A yearly masquerade ball allows humans to meet vampires under a temporary truce. A girl sneaks in wearing a stolen mask — and accidentally becomes bound to a vampire lord when he mistakes her for his chosen mate.

Elara was never meant to belong. Cast out by the pack that rejected her, she finds herself in a new territory where fate binds her to Kael, the Alpha of Lunaris. But her arrival is not coincidence. Hidden within her blood is an ancient power… one spoken of in prophecy. Rose Blood. As secrets unravel and the truth of her existence comes to light, Elara is forced into a destiny far greater than survival. Bound to Kael by forces older than the packs themselves, their union must withstand four ancient trials that will either crown them as unstoppable rulers… or destroy everything they are. But power does not come quietly. With unrest growing within the pack and enemies rising from the shadows, Elara must face what she is becoming before it takes control. Because when the Blood Moon rises… Nothing, not even her, will be the same.