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Werewolf Assistant
Werewolf For as long as he could remember, the boy had felt different-his instincts sharper, his reflexes faster, his mind quicker than those around him. But nothing could explain the strange, rhythmic pulse of energy beneath his skin, centered on an ominous symbol etched deep into his back-a living mark that felt more like a heartbeat than a scar.
Determined to uncover the truth, he scoured ancient texts, piecing together fragments of forgotten lore. And then, the revelation struck like lightning: he was not fully human. A beast lurked within him, caged in the depths of his soul-a wolf spirit of immense power, sealed away until the moment its energy gate would be forced open.
But knowledge came at a cost. The Dark Alphas-shadow-cloaked enforcers of an ancient order-had been watching. They had long hunted for one like him, a being whose untapped power could tip the scales of dominance. They moved in the night, striking with ruthless precision, tearing him from his world and dragging him into theirs. Bound in chains forged to suppress his growing strength, he endured torment in the depths of their lair, his body weakened, but his mind unbroken.
Then came the fateful night-the moment he made his escape. But as he fled, the Dark Alphas' monstrous leader emerged from the shadows, his claws wreathed in black fire. With a single, merciless strike, he slashed across the pulsing symbol on the boy's back. Agony like he had never known tore through him, searing his flesh, but something far greater was awakening beneath the pain.
The seal had shattered.
A surge of raw, untamed energy exploded within him, coursing through his veins like wildfire. The world around him trembled as an unseen force rippled through the air. His breath came ragged, his body trembling at the sheer magnitude of the unleashed power. Yet-he did not transform.
Something held it back.
The darkness stirred. The ground itself seemed to whisper in anticipation. This was not the moment of his awakening. No-this was only the beginning.
And somewhere in the unseen depths of fate, the true transformation waited.
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That Prince Is A Girl: The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate.
Kiss Leilani They don't know I'm a girl.
They all look at me and see a boy. A prince.
Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires.
And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too.
The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance.
How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom?
I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy.
But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince."
How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy?
And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave?
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AUTHOR'S NOTE.
This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+
Expect triggers, expect hardcore.
If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in!
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From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave." Don't Leave Me, Mate
AlisTae "Ahh!"
She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him.
His hands began to move all over her body.
She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed.
"D-Don't touch m-ummm!"
His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body.
With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear,
"I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me."
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Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply.
What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions?
What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him? Shunned By An Alpha, Cherished By A Lycan
Baby Kemo Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything... The Rise Of The Ugly Luna
Syra Tucker Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone.
Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved.
It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years.
Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from.
Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes.
Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with. The Lycan Prince's Puppy
chavontheauthor "You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck.
A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself.
He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken.
What was I doing?
In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement.
"You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate."
"And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go."
"Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."