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Ashes Under Neon Lights

In the frozen shadows of Moscow’s underworld, power is inherited through blood — and love is a liability. Artyom Sokolov was born rare. A rare Omega in a world ruled by dominance, hierarchy, and ruthless tradition. In Russia’s elite mafia society, rare Omegas are not cherished — they are bargained, controlled, or hidden. To his father, Artyom is not a son but a complication. An inconvenience that threatens political alliances and legacy. When Sergei Sokolov remarries and begins quietly stripping Artyom of his inheritance, it becomes clear: blood does not guarantee loyalty. But one reckless night changes everything. Viktor Volkov — heir to the most powerful and wealthiest mafia empire in the world — is not an Alpha. He is an Emigen. A genetic anomaly above dominance. Rare. Untouchable. Impossible to control. The Volkov empire commands oil fields, private armies, and governments alike. Their name is spoken carefully — if at all. And Viktor, raised to rule with cold precision, has never allowed instinct to outweigh strategy. Until Artyom. What begins as a single night of shared vulnerability ignites something neither of them can ignore — a biological pull that shakes centuries of hierarchy. When Artyom’s father is attacked and rival factions move to ignite a mafia war, one truth becomes dangerously clear: The fastest way to break an Emigen… is to target the rare Omega he cannot walk away from. Dragged into the heart of the Volkov empire, Artyom must navigate political betrayal, power struggles, and the terrifying realization that he is no longer unwanted — he is valuable. Desired. Claimed. As enemies close in and loyalty fractures from within, Viktor is forced to choose between control and instinct. Between empire and bond. Because in a world where dominance defines worth, loving a rare Omega is both a weakness… and the beginning of a dynasty.
cqrxn · 29.6k Views

Wolf Princess Sold to the Dragon King

"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.
TheLoneQuill · 227.7k Views

The Alpha’s Unclaimed Mate

"She's stabilizing," the healer calls. "Who marked her?" "I did," both Dexmon and Fin answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince who has loved her across multiple lifetimes. The other is the youngest Alpha King in Skardos. A man who lost everything once and never expected a second chance. Rewind three months, when Dexmon Drakenfell's wolf says one word: MATE. He carries her home and won’t put her down. For strategic reasons, obviously. His wolf calls bullshit. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not. The bachelor prince who doesn't do feelings caught them all. But Serena has a BIG secret worth killing for. Gold blood. White wolf. An entire pack slaughtered because one father said no. The tyrant who did it hasn’t stopped looking. The bounty for her capture: 1B in gold. If her identity is revealed, every Alpha in Skardos would hand her over to avoid war. That's predictable. What they don't see coming are the knives from within. And this time when she falls, Dexmon is looking the wrong way. The hero who finds her is Fin Shadowclaw, King of North Skardos. His wolf says the impossible: MATE. He already buried his first mate. Alpha venom is the only thing standing between her and death. So he marks her to save her. Two Alphas. One feels like home. The other feels like the home she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. War is coming for her blood. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms burn and they lose her. Serena has come way too damn far to let history repeat. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. She says checkmate.
TheLoneQuill · 319.7k Views

The Alpha Kings And Their Stripper Mate

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.
Salewa_25 · 245.4k Views

The White Wolf's Prophecy

In the ancient, blood-soaked lives of the Lycan race, one prophecy has stood as both a beacon and a death threat: The arrival of the White Wolf. For centuries, the pigment of winter was scrubbed from the earth in a Great Purge, leaving the Lycan kingdom a place of iron, fire, and shadows. The people believed the threat had been neutralized, replaced by the Mighty Seven- seven elemental lords of Fire, Wind, Earth, Water, Invisibility, Telekinesis, and Strength, who served the throne with unwavering loyalty. But fate is a patient hunter. ​When Selene emerges from the fringes of the world, her hair the color of starlight and her eyes a piercing blue-violet, the kingdom is thrown into a tectonic shift. She is the embodiment of the White Wolf, carrying a power that can either stitch the fractured race back together or unravel the very fabric of reality. ​At the heart of the capital sits King Axe, the Golden Alpha. A man of quiet strength and emerald-eyed intensity, Axe is a ruler who has spent his life trying to be more than just a weapon. When he first encounters Selene, it isn't a conquest; it’s a recognition. In the quiet halls of the palace and the hidden sanctuaries of the gardens, a love story begins to bloom- one defined by tenderness, by the soft giving of gifts, and by the shared hope of a future where Lycans can be more than soldiers. ​Axe offers Selene a choice. He offers her a throne built on respect and a partnership rooted in genuine affection. To the Seven, she becomes the sister they never had. ​But the Moon Goddess is a fickle mother, and the laws of the mate-bond are not easily ignored. While Axe represents the future, Nik, the Alpha of the Moonshine Pack, represents the raw, ugly, and primal past. Nik is a man of the "Old Ways," a predator who believes that power is taken, not earned. To him, Selene is not a woman to be loved, but a trophy to be possessed- the ultimate legitimate prize that will crown him as the true Alpha of Alphas. ​Where Axe is cedar and smoke, Nik is blood and ice. He represents the sexist, brutal reality of a culture that views women as livestock, and yet, the biological tether of the mate-bond refuses to let her go. ​The Choice, A War of Hearts.
N_J_Cooke · 39.8k Views

The Triplet Alphas’ Curse: Rejected by the Wolfless Luna.

Nate’s fingers closed around Aire’s wrist. “You felt it,” he murmured. “The bond.” Aire’s pulse raced, but she didn’t pull away. “Feeling it,” she said softly, “doesn’t mean I’m keeping it.” ......... Aire has always been cursed, wolfless, silver-haired, tolerated, and never wanted. A punishment, the elders say, for the sin her father committed against the Moon Goddess. In a world where power is measured by the strength of your wolf and the purity of your bloodline, she is neither. She survives quietly under her uncle’s roof, enduring humiliation because survival is better than being cast out. One fateful ball, the mate bond snapped when three wolves claimed her at once. Xanden. Alaric. Nate. The Alpha triplets who rule their territory like a united front of teeth and pride. The same men everyone assumed would claim someone else, someone stronger, and someone worthy. And not her. Aire does the only thing she can think to do. She rejects them. However, Alphas are not meant to be rejected. Especially not by a cursed girl with no wolf. Now, instead of being ignored, she’s watched. Instead of being pitied, she’s claimed. The triplets don’t want romance. They want control. They drag her into their territory, into their politics, into a royal system filled with spies, rival houses, and daughters raised to become queens. Aire begins to realize something terrifying. The mate bond may not be her greatest danger. Making the Alphas feel might be. She is either destined to rule beside them… Or die before she ever gets the chance.
Lizbella · 53.5k Views

Claimed by the Vengeful Alpha

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.”
GinaStanley · 114.7k Views

Reincarnated Only To Be Claimed By The Daunting Male Lead

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.
Gorgeous_Aliyah · 52.3k Views

Surviving The Beast World By Reading My Mates' Inner Thoughts

Faelyn died at twenty-seven because a deer went feral and decided she was the enemy. Waking up in a world where drop-dead gorgeous men turn into leopards and panthers should've been a fantasy come true. Except two rival chiefs are fighting over her like she's the last meal on earth, and a system named "Puffball" won't stop laughing at her predicament. One minute she's wrangling zoo animals, the next she's stuck between two beast clans forced to build their villages around the only surviving water source after a brutal drought. Cooperation or extinction: nature's cruelest group project. The problem? She's the fated mate of both chiefs. Roshan, the golden Leopard Chief, is bright-eyed and affectionate, already mentally decorating their future den. One smile and he's planning twelve cubs. Nyx, the brooding Panther Chief, is possessive and dramatic, fully prepared to murder anyone who breathes near her. Including Roshan. ESPECIALLY Roshan. Then Puffball grants her one invasive gift: the ability to hear their unfiltered thoughts. ~Roshan's brain: "She smiled at me! Time to hunt ten rabbits and start building a nursery..."~ ~Nyx's brain: "That spotted idiot touched her hand again. Truce or not, I'm going to..."~ Using zookeeper instincts and the world's most unhinged spoiler system, Faelyn has to survive beastworld politics, food shortages, jealous rivals, and two apex predators who can't share. She's just trying to keep everyone alive, stop a clan war, and not become dinner. But when both alphas start thinking about forever and cubs, Faelyn realizes survival isn't her only problem. It's why Puffball keeps giggling every time she insists she's only choosing one mate. The real question is: Can she survive what they're really thinking about her?
KiX_x_X · 115.5k Views

Pregnant With The Tryant Alpha’s Heir: The Child Of Doom Prophecy

In the shadowed world of shifters, Lyra Ashcroft was raised to become the perfect Luna—destined to bond with her childhood friend and supposed fated mate, Aric, to unite their packs in peace. But on the night of their sacred ceremony, the ancestral stone shatters at her touch, unleashing a terrifying prophecy: Any child born from her womb will bring about the end of the shifter world. And if Aric marks her, Silvermoon will fall. To save his people, Aric rejects her before the entire pack, condemning her as a curse worthy of death. Hunted and betrayed, Lyra flees into the forbidden territory of the Nightbane Pack—straight into the hands of Darius Nightbane. He is the ruthless Tyrant King, rumored to be a lethal hybrid of wolf and vampire. An impossible, intoxicating mate bond sparks between them, leading to one unforgettable night of surrender. Terrified of her cursed fate, Lyra flees to the human world the very next morning, determined to put the pack life behind her and start anew. But weeks later, she realizes she is pregnant with the Tyrant King's child Or children. Children tied to a prophecy powerful enough to either destroy the shifter world… or unite it beneath a single throne. When Darius tracks her down, his obsession turns feral the moment he senses the lives growing inside her. But he is not the only one coming for her. Aric, the Silvermoon pack, and power-hungry Alphas across the continent are hunting her down, desperate to eliminate the threat her unborn heirs pose to their power. As packs prepare for war, fanatics rise to worship the unborn children, and enemies gather to destroy them, Lyra finds herself trapped at the center of a battle far greater than love. Because the prophecy never promised ruin. Only changes.
Sunmisola_Adegbuyi · 22.7k Views

Blood Syllables on Silver Ashes

"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."
SılaEbru · 39.8k Views