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Spellbound with you

Spellbound with you

"I…...Supreme Alpha Sheila Mahamanga of all the supernatural world…….hereby send you Eden Rastol, back painfully to the abyss…... of eternal pain….., may you never reincarnate again!" Sheila, queen of the supernatural world and the present time is….the Supreme Alpha of all werewolves in existence. She has lived for thousands of years and stopped aging at the age of twenty-eight. She's Ruthless, a female Alpha that portrays danger, evil, and most especially death. She was cursed by the moon goddess to be mateless for the rest of her life, because of her cruel nature, misuse of power, and constant death punishment. Since then her evil has tripled as she becomes unstoppable. She controls the whole pack of the werewolf, she is the Supreme Alpha, other Alpha's crawl to the bare floor at the mention of her name as no one dares utter her judgment except you are ready to die!!! Fate becomes twisted when all of a sudden on the full moon, she finds herself being mated to an Omega. She was angered, as she roars in horror, daring the moon goddess Eden Rastol was a born Omega In Harlet Moon Pack. He was twenty-five years old. He lives with his parents who cherish him so much, regardless of his weak nature, but fate has always had a blow on him. He has been rejected two times by his various mate, but his last rejection left him shattered. He was thrown out of his pack and fate being funny, he found himself in Blackheart, where the Supreme Alpha lives in. Funny enough he was unfortunately mated to Supreme Alpha Sheila for the fourth time.
The Five Howls of Fate

The Five Howls of Fate

Five siblings. One prophecy. And a witch with a vendetta that could shatter the very soul of their world. Born together under a blood moon, the quintuplets of Crescent Hollow were never destined for quiet lives. From the moment they took their first breath, the pack whispered of fate-of greatness, of ruin, of power too wild to be tamed. But none could have foreseen just how deeply the stars had etched these five names into the fabric of war, love, and legacy. They are the children of Alpha Griffin and Luna Lila-each one a howl in the night, a piece of a puzzle the gods themselves can't seem to solve. Opal is the only girl among them, but don't make the mistake of thinking that makes her the softest. She's steel wrapped in silk, a storm behind violet eyes. Born a leader, but unwilling to embrace a crown simply because it's expected of her, Opal is sharp-tongued and slow to trust. Her instincts are fierce and unyielding. While the others trained for war, she studied people-how they move, how they lie, how they break. She doesn't need brute strength to bring someone to their knees. Her voice is enough. But underneath the strength is a soul that's tired of carrying the weight of being "the one who must choose." Because when the witch comes-and she will come-it's Opal who must make the final decision: love or survival, sacrifice or damnation. The wrong move won't just cost her life. It could cost them all. Ash has spent his life wearing the heavy armor of responsibility. He's the one who wakes first, who stands tallest, who speaks last. Loyalty is carved into his bones, but so is guilt-because no matter how many battles he wins or enemies he slays, he can't protect everyone. Not always. Especially not from the things that crawl out of the dark and into their minds. Ash doesn't believe in fate. He believes in preparation. In discipline. In never letting your guard down. But when the world starts cracking around them, even he has to admit: something ancient is rising. And it doesn't care how hard he trained. It just wants his sister's blood. Ridge is the quiet blade. The shadow behind the strike. He's never been loud like Forrest or fiery like Ash, but don't mistake silence for softness. Ridge watches, absorbs, and then-when it counts-strikes with devastating precision. Wolves underestimate him. They call him the "muscle," the one who lifts more than he speaks. But Ridge has a mind for strategy that rivals generals, and a heart that beats only for his pack. What he hides, even from his siblings, is the growing rage inside him-the ache for justice. Brooks is the brain. The tactician. The one who always has a backup plan... and a backup for that one, too. Books were his first weapons, logic his armor. He's the type who calculates the angle of a blade mid-air and still finds time to debate ancient pack law over breakfast. But beneath the intellect lies a deep, pulsing fear: that no matter how many scenarios he prepares for, he'll never be able to outthink fate. Brooks understands magic better than he wants to. He sees patterns others miss. Symbols. Cycles. Rituals that once felt like stories now feel like ticking time bombs. The witch isn't just a threat. She's a puzzle. And solving her might be the only way to save the people he loves-if he doesn't lose his mind in the process. And then there's Forrest. The loudest. The chaos wrapped in charm and grins and duct-tape booby traps that probably won't kill anyone. Forrest was never meant to be predictable. He's the brother who jumps first and asks why midair. His mind moves faster than his body, and thatsaying something-because he moves like wildfire. He hides fear behind jokes, pain behind pranks, and when the darkness comes, Forrest is the one who tries to make the others laugh even as they bleed. But the thing about chaos? It sees everything
The Fated Mate of the Ruthless Lycan Prince

The Fated Mate of the Ruthless Lycan Prince

My fated mate, Bradford, gently stroked my cheek and told me it was just for one night. "For us, Clio. For our future." He kissed me, and then he served me up like a piece of meat to Conrad Vanderbilt IV, the most feared Lycan Prince in North America, all to secure a business deal. In my past life, I fought and cried in this monster's bed. But my desperate resistance only earned me a brutal claiming and Bradford's ultimate disgust. Later, when the business deal went sour and I was no longer useful, Bradford stood by and watched coldly. He watched as his new allies drove a silver blade right through my heart. Only as I lay dying did I realize the sickening truth. Underneath his scent of sandalwood, there was the sweet perfume of peaches and cream. He had been sleeping with my sister, Julie, all along, planning my ruin while holding my hand. As my lungs burned and the darkness took over, my heart shattered. How could my fated mate desecrate our sacred bond so ruthlessly, treating me as a disposable pawn just to pave the way for his true love? Then, a gasp. My own. My eyes flew open to the smooth feel of a silk nightgown and skin that was impossibly whole. I was back in the Lycan Prince's bedroom. Back on the night my life was sold. This time, when the terrifying Alpha stepped into the room, I didn't scream. I met his glowing golden eyes with a dead, calm stare. The hunt had begun, but this time, I knew the rules of the game.
Moonbound : The Rise Of The Alpha

Moonbound : The Rise Of The Alpha

The journey of Lyla Hayes, an 18 year old outsider with a mysterious past, as she discovers her destiny as a werewolf Alpha amidst a world of supernatural power struggles and forbidden love. Fiercely independent and yearning for a fresh start, Lyla moves to the secluded town of Silverwood with her father after her mother's unexplained disappearance. Her life revolves around navigating her new school, exploring the eerie forests, and dealing with haunting dreams of wolves that have plagued her since childhood. Everything changes when she witnesses a group of her classmates, including the enigmatic Eli Blackwood, transform into wolves under the full moon. Eli, the reluctant leader of his pack, is drawn to Lyla but keeps his distance, aware that she is more significant than she realizes. When Lyla is attacked by a rogue wolf and undergoes her first, unexpected transformation, her true identity is revealed: she bears the Alpha's Mark, a crescent-shaped birthmark tied to an ancient prophecy foretelling an Alpha who will unite the fractured packs and face a looming darkness. Despite her doubts, Lyla is thrust into the supernatural world of werewolf politics and pack rivalries. She joins Eli's pack and begins training to control her newfound powers. Eli, burdened by his role and haunted by his failures, finds himself captivated by Lyla's defiance and strength. Their connection grows through moments of trust, tension, and shared vulnerability, sparking a bond neither anticipated. However, their budding relationship is threatened by Kane, a charismatic but ruthless Alpha who seeks to control all werewolves. Kane sees Lyla as both a threat and a prize, offering her power and dominance in exchange for loyalty. Lyla refuses, but her decision places her in Kane's crosshairs, forcing her to confront her growing responsibilities as a leader and protector. As Lyla navigates pack alliances, betrayals, and deadly battles, she uncovers the dark truth about her family: her mother's disappearance is tied to Kane's rise to power and the curse threatening the packs. With Eli by her side, Lyla rallies the rival packs to face Kane, uniting them in a fragile truce as they prepare for the ultimate confrontation. Just as they begin to find hope, Kane's forces launch a devastating attack, and Lyla must embrace her destiny as the Alpha to save her people. Drawing strength from her bond with Eli and the mystical wolf spirit that guides her, she channels her full power during a dramatic final battle. Victory comes at a steep cost, forcing Lyla to make a heartbreaking sacrifice to protect her pack and her legacy
He Rejected Me, So I Married the Lycan King

He Rejected Me, So I Married the Lycan King

For ten years, I was the invisible backbone of the Silver Creek Pack. I cooked the books to hide Alpha Ethan's gambling debts. I ghostwrote the peace treaties that kept our borders safe. I warmed his bed every night, waiting for the bite that would mark me as his Luna. On the night of our tenth anniversary, I didn't get a ring. I got replaced. Ethan walked into the gala with Ashley, a wealthy heiress dripping in gold, clinging to his arm. When I tried to speak to him, he didn't just ignore me. He used an Alpha Command—a biological weapon that hijacked my free will. "Go to the kitchen," he ordered, forcing my knees to hit the floor in front of the entire pack. "Ashley is sensitive to the smell of stress. You're ruining her night." He humiliated me in the house I helped build. He wore the crown I polished for him, thinking I was nothing more than a glorified housekeeper he could discard at will. He forgot that while he held the title, I held the passwords. I didn't go to the kitchen. I went to the office. I initiated a permanent wipe of the cloud backups, reformatted the local servers, and deleted ten years of financial strategies. Then, I snapped the mate bond and walked out into the rain. Three days later, I walked back into the conference room. Ethan laughed, thinking I was there to beg for my job back. I threw a foreclosure contract onto the table. "I'm not here to serve drinks, Ethan. I'm the new owner of your debt. Get out of my chair."