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THE WOLF KING'S BRIDE
Werewolf They said the prophecy was an ancient myth-whispered, tucked between the covers of bedtime tales, always ending in blood. But Aria was always drawn to the forbidden, to the whisper of trees after sunset, to the wolf-song that lulled her to sleep.
Born under a dwindling moon, with a silver crescent stamped barely above her heart, she was not the same from the start. The village midwife had gone pale when she'd caught sight of the mark. Her mother had held her tighter, whispering prayers. The old stories warned that a girl like her would call the Wolf King back.
No one ever said what he would do once he came back.
Now, she knew.
On the night of the Blood Moon, he came out of the forest, tall and unyielding, his eyes burning embers and his voice a wisp of smoke that curled around her. He didn't speak at first-he only looked at her, as if she was the last piece in a puzzle, he'd been trying for centuries to finish.
"Waited lifetimes for you," he whispered, his hand cradling her cheek, rough and warm. His touch shouldn't have shivered down her spine-but it did.
She should have screamed. Should have run.
Yet her body leaned into his, as if it recalled something her mind had forgotten long ago.
"You're mine, little moon," he whispered against her flesh. "Not because the prophecy requires it. but because I've burned for you in every single life I've ever had."
Her heart was racing in her chest, caught between fear and desire.
She was no warrior. No princess. Just a girl with too many questions and not enough sense to say no to the crazy fire in his eyes.
And yet, when he pulled her into his arms and carried her into the forest, when the pack closed around them and the stars wheeled overhead, Aria didn't fight.
She held on tight.
For deep in her heart, something wild stirred.
Something that wanted to love him.
Or kill him.
The Wolf King had claimed her as his.
But Aria was no one's prey. THREADS OF THE DAMNED
Fantasy Some love stories never end. Some curses never die.
As Emily Gray enters the tiny, abandoned town of Durnham Hollow to research the estate she's inherited from a distant, deceased relative she's never met, she has no idea she's entering a life she's already lived. centuries ago.
Within the crumbling walls of Blackwood Estate is a cursed wedding dress, a stubborn mirror that will not share the moment, and a veil that breathes out forgotten vows. While Emily works to uncover the mystery of a dead bride, Isabella Blackwood, she finds herself receiving visions, memories. and someone else's feelings.
For Emily is more than a guest to this haunted house-she is Isabella, reincarnate.
And he-the unloosening groom-has waited.
Tied by a blood oath and a love that overcame death, the ghost of the groom has waited for centuries, observing, waiting for the soul of his beloved to return so their incomplete wedding can at last be completed... even if it means pulling Emily into death to make it so.
Now Emily is forced to confront a terror worse than her worst nightmares: to escape is to lose a part of herself, but to surrender is to seal her fate for eternity. To shatter the curse, she will need to uncover what actually occurred on that fateful wedding night... and confront the ghost of a love that will not die.
Will she cut the threads of the cursed-or be woven into them once more? You might like
Untouchable: The Alpha's Miracle Doctor
Yue Rujing I was the wolfless disgrace of the pack, traded like cattle to a dying monster.
When a royal decree stripped away my engagement, my own father gave my fiancé to my cruel sister, Charly. My punishment for being born without a wolf? A forced marriage to Demetri Contreras—the crippled, disgraced Alpha left to rot from silver poison.
They threw me into a frozen, forgotten estate, waiting for my new husband to die so I could be buried as a silent widow.
Charly laughed as she stole my life, my mate, and my future. My family discarded me, just like they murdered my mother years ago.
They thought this exile would break me. They thought I was a helpless pawn.
They didn't know that inside this fragile body lived the soul of the top interstellar miracle surgeon.
Looking at the ruined, festering Alpha bleeding on my wedding bed, I didn't see a corpse. I saw the deadliest weapon in the realm.
The fallen Alpha needs a miracle to survive. Lucky for him, I am the miracle.
I will drag this monster back from the gates of hell—and together, we will burn my enemies to ash. His Defiant Mate: The Lycan King's Chosen Luna
MAINUMBY I was waiting at the Registry Hall to formalize my mate bond with Gabe, my childhood sweetheart and the Alpha of our pack.
He was thirty-two minutes late.
When I finally found him in a private VIP lounge, his hands were buried in my cousin's hair, their lips locked together.
Hailee was supposed to be my maid of honor.
Instead of apologizing, Gabe looked me dead in the eye and used his Alpha authority to publicly reject me.
The severing of our ten-year bond tore my soul apart, but the nightmare didn't stop there.
My grandfather immediately called, demanding I clean up a mess Hailee had made.
When I refused, he disowned me on the spot, froze every single one of my bank accounts, and stripped me of my family name.
Within hours, my entire pack erased my existence, gleefully announcing Hailee as their new Luna.
I had given my entire life to a family and a man who discarded me like worthless trash the second I became inconvenient.
I was left broken, humiliated, and utterly penniless in the blink of an eye.
But as I stumbled out of that sterile hall, a terrifyingly beautiful stranger stepped out of the shadows, radiating a primal power that made my knees weak.
He was Caden Sinclair, the ruthless Lycan King, and he was dodging a forced political union of his own.
"You need a shield. I need a wife. Marry me."
Without hesitation, I signed the Eternal Vow. From Wolfless Omega To The Rival Alpha's Queen
Jun Shangye For three years, I poured my blood, sweat, and tears into building Blackwood Group for Alec, my Alpha and the man I thought was my mate.
But on the day of our work anniversary, I stood outside his office door and heard him talking with his Beta, shattering my entire world.
"Kay is just a wolfless Omega, useful for paperwork," Alec sneered coldly.
"The bonding ceremony is just a show for the elders. The real Luna, the one who carries the bloodline that matters, is Breanne. I'm transferring all of Kay's core project files to Breanne tomorrow. Let her take the credit."
He even texted me later, telling me to wear a blue dress to the upcoming gala because it made me look "obedient."
I had turned down a Wharton scholarship for this man. I had spent countless nights fixing his mistakes, building his empire, and giving him my youth.
Yet to him, I was nothing but a disposable placeholder, expected to smile and bow while another woman stole my life's work and my place by his side.
The agonizing pain in my chest didn't break me; it forged me into ice.
I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't beg.
Instead, I wiped his servers clean of every strategy I had ever created, left a wax-sealed resignation on his desk, and accepted a job offer from his most ruthless rival. The Luna You Betrayed Is No Longer Yours
Erika002 "This is Virella, my wife."
Three years.
And that was all Alpha Kaelen gave me.
No welcome. No touch. No recognition.
Just another woman at his side, carrying his child.
While I ruled in his absence, I was nothing more than a placeholder. A Luna he never chose.
So I gave up. And I left.
One rejection was all it took to break the bond.
When I returned, I wasn't the Luna he abandoned. I was untouchable, respected, and feared. And no longer his to claim.
Now he watches me like a man drowning...
Because the woman he discarded came back as something far beyond his reach. And this time, I didn't come alone.
The Alpha of Ebonmoon stands beside me, his presence crushing, and his hand firm on my waist...
"Careful, Kaelen," his voice drops, dark with warning. "Rowena isn't yours anymore."
His lips brush my temple, possessively. "She's mine. If you try to take her, I'll end you." The Alpha's Discarded Luna
Velvet Piston I was three months pregnant when the car hit me.
Lying there, barely hanging on, I called my husband-Alpha Ethan-over and over. No answer. When I finally woke up from the pain, I saw a post from his first love, Ivy. "Thank you, Alpha, for knowing how scared I am of the dark and staying with me all night. He even cleared his whole schedule today to take me to the auction, just to give me the best gift in the world. I'm so happy!"
Right then, it hit me. While I was fighting to protect our child, he was with another she-wolf. I calmly liked her post and put my phone away.
Since he chose his first love, I chose to let go.
Seven days from now, I'd leave his world for good-with our child. His Unwanted True Mate Is The Secret Pack Heir
Dashing Wave Rider I was lying in the cold delivery room, enduring the agonizing contractions of giving birth to twins.
When I desperately called my fated mate, Alpha Dixon, to tell him the babies were coming, his voice was like ice.
"Let my assistant handle it. Don't call me again."
He hung up, abandoning me for another woman's laughter in the background.
He left me to give birth completely alone, treating me like a pathetic, disposable Omega.
He had even threatened that if I didn't sign the mate rejection papers, he would take my children away forever.
I thought my life was shattered by the man who was supposed to protect me.
But a routine blood test by the hospital's Healer revealed a shocking truth.
I wasn't an orphaned nobody. I was the long-lost pureblood White Wolf heir of the legendary Beaumont Pack.
Within hours, my true family—a powerful Alpha father, a Luna mother, and three fiercely protective brothers—rushed to my side, wrapping me in the absolute authority and wealth of the world's strongest Pack.
Backed by my new family, I summoned Dixon to the Pack Council to formally complete our rejection.
I watched his arrogant face as the clerk asked if I accepted his rejection.
But just as I opened my mouth to sever our bond forever, Dixon froze.
He was hit by an urgent mind-link, and his cold confidence instantly shattered into pure, unadulterated panic.
"We're not done!" he snarled, fleeing the hall before the ceremony could end.
I stood there, staring at the door. What on earth did that mind-link say? The Beast's Defiant Mate
Lively At the grand Moonwise Festival, my fiancé, Archon Elliott, decided to publicly humiliate me in front of the entire court.
He commanded me to kneel and beg for his betrothal flower, treating me like a broken slave rather than the heir to House Leon.
When I refused, he brought his mistress, Corliss Schneider, into my study to deliver his ultimate punishment.
"Our marriage will be in name only. I will not share your bed, and I will certainly never give you a child."
He wanted to make me a barren laughingstock, while forcing me to publicly request Corliss be made his Junior Consort.
To make things worse, Corliss pulled out a jeweled dagger-the exact kind her cousin had used to cripple my brother's leg.
"On your wedding day, you will take this dagger, and you will slice open your own arm."
She demanded I bleed at the threshold of the Underwood estate as "payment" for offending her.
Elliott didn't stop her. Instead, a dark flicker of pleasure crossed his eyes. He wanted to see me mutilated.
I had wasted years loving a man who blindly protected the woman who ruined my family, believing he could force my submission.
But I didn't cry or beg. I simply laughed at their sheer stupidity. Divorcing My Arrogant And Controlling Alpha
Zhen Xiang "She is exhausted from taking care of a sick child! What's the big deal if she wears a piece of your clothing?! When did you become such a vicious shrew?!"
My Alpha mate protectively cradled his weeping mistress in his arms, unleashing his crushing aura to force me to my knees to apologize to her. And all of this was simply because I slapped the woman who had hijacked my bridal suite and put on my clothes. But that bridal suite was painstakingly decorated by me, and that piece of clothing was the sexy lingerie he gifted me for our one-year anniversary!
When I refused to yield, he ordered his guards to drag me into the freezing psychiatric isolation ward. "Lock her up for five days! Let her starve in the dark until she crawls out begging for forgiveness!"
He didn't know that in my past life, I died in that exact cell.
I was forcefully injected with hallucinogens and chained to a bed. When a roaring fire engulfed the building, he kicked open the door, ignored my desperate screams, and scooped up his fake-crying mistress before rushing out.
I was left to burn alive, smelling my own roasting flesh.
Reborn on the exact day I was locked away, I didn't struggle.
Five days later, he and his mistress stood outside the door, waiting for me to grovel. Instead, I smashed a flawless mental health evaluation and a signed "Mate Rejection Form" right into his hypocritical face!
"Keep the house, and keep the trash." I coldly watched him drop to his knees, gasping in agony as our soul bond violently severed, and then tossed three thousand dollars at his feet. "That's for the lingerie. Consider it charity."
He scoffed, certain that an abandoned she-wolf would eventually starve on the streets.
He had no idea that I already held the deadly secrets of his corrupt officials and used them to extort my first pot of gold.
Next, I will build my own business empire, monopolize the pack's supply chain, and buy the absolute loyalty of his entire army.
When his proud Alpha throne is completely hollowed out by me, I can't wait to see how he protects his precious little parasite!