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Lynette thought it was the end. Broken by years of regret, loneliness, and unspoken pain, she made a final choice, falling from the rooftop with only one wish on her lips, “If I could go back.” But death wasn’t the end. She wakes up to find herself sixteen again, surrounded by the people she had lost, her warm-hearted mother, her doting grandparents, her innocent little sister, and even her childhood dog. At first, she believes it’s a final illusion before fading away, but everything feels too real, the scent of rice pudding, the sound of her mother’s voice, the weight of her teenage body. Somehow… she is been given a second chance. Haunted by a life full of regret. Determined to change everything, she vows to protect her mother, reclaim her happiness, and never repeat the mistakes that once destroyed her. With a heart full of determination, she chooses to walk a new path, starting with joining the church she once rejected and making peace with the people she had left behind, including her best friend and a mysterious boy from her past, Rowan, who seems both distant and silently drawn to her. But changing the fate is never simple. Second chances came with old wounds, forgotten promises, and unexpected feelings. As Lynette steps into the chaos of teenage life once more, with a mind older than her and a heart heavy with memory, she must fight to rewrite her story before it's too late. In this emotional, hope-filled journey, Lynette must learn to live without regret… and finally become the person she was always meant to be.

In a single instant, everything changed. A surge of cosmic energy tore through Earth’s atmosphere, mutating every life form it touched. Some awakened impossible powers—bending elements, reshaping matter, or walking through time. Others... weren't so lucky. Twisted by the energy, the broken ones became *Nulls*—mindless predators drawn to the scent of living essence. Humanity collapsed within days. But Zayden Vega isn't facing the apocalypse for the first time. Armed with twenty years of memories from a future consumed by chaos, Zayden is thrust back to the moment everything began. Now, with foreknowledge of every major event, betrayal, and evolution, he must navigate a fractured world of beasts, rewrite fate, and stop Earth from falling into eternal ruin. Because this time... **he’s not just trying to survive. He’s here to win.** --- Please Vote with Power Stones and write a review on the book

Bella Rivers didn’t come to Whitethorn Academy looking for a second chance. She came to disappear in a new world. After a scandal blew up her life back home, she wanted to be somewhere no one knew her name — not the boy who leaked her nudes, and especially not the best friend who gave nothing but pure evil in return for her love. Fresh in a new school in the heart of the forest — much to Bella’s preference — she blends in like a chameleon. Sensing the energy from the last living descendant of the cursed Moonblood line, four boys — powerful and untouchable, the Greek gods — start circling around her like they’ve picked up a scent. “Did I become this beautiful overnight?” Bella questions herself. But when her skin burns beneath the moonlight and a mark blooms on her wrist like wildfire, Bella realizes she didn’t come here to escape her past. In fact, she possesses something entirely sensational — wilder than her dreams. Whatever’s been sleeping inside her? It has awakened hungry. And it doesn’t care who it burns to reclaim its throne.

Something strange is happening in the world. “As all of you can see, the current situation here has gotten so out of control—” “It is so hard to believe that the world’s most prominent and successful pharmaceutical and biotechnology company has gotten attacked by terrorists—" All the news channels talked about nothing but strange murders taking place all around. Internet was flooded with all types of talks about the incidents going on. Many were dying, many were on the verge of death, many were sad and many cried in sorrow and mourn. The scent of death lingered in the air. Everything changed since that incident. The infamous incident of the 'Bloody Night', of which the cause remain unknown till now. Unknown atleast to public. The being responsible for all this mess and up-rest between everyone— Shrouded in shadows of mystery, thought to himself a genuine question; ‘How can humans be so cruel.’ While looking at the mess of blooded bodies piled up everywhere around him. ‘Are they any different from the evil brings they call ‘Demons’? No. They are the evil and savage ‘Demons’ themselves. Being determined to take his revenge, he marched on his journey to avenge his loved ones and to seek answers of all the mysteries that resolved around him. #Projecctone #Overpoweredmc #Drama #Action #Romance #Sci-fi #R-18 #Supernatural #Urban #Dark #Mystery #Horror #Werewolf #Vampire #Zombies #Present #Past #Future *Disclaimer:- THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH REALITY AS SUCH PLEASE ENJOY THIS STORY THINKING OF IT AS A NORMAL FAIRY TALE OR FANTASY STORY. Thank you. Support me :) Follow me on my social media for any update regarding my novels and any other content: Instagram:- @wandering_existence_ X (Formerly known as 'Twitter'):- @Asur_26

This story is painted in black and blue… Black like the world’s deadliest killer. Blue like me… the delicate, dangerous little butterfly. A tale echoing with gunshots and scented with blood. They called me Butterfly. Not because I was delicate— But because I was destined to burn. Born without a mother. Raised without a choice. They gave me a gun instead of a doll, And taught me to kill before I ever learned to love. I am a woman. A killer. A monster to some. And his Butterfly. His name is whispered in fear: PIRANHA. The world’s most dangerous assassin. The man I was forced to love. But don’t get it twisted… This isn’t a love story. It’s a warning.

He was born to dominate. She was trained to tame. In a kingdom where Alphas are banished from cities and treated as beasts, he’s the most lethal one ever captured. Savage, uncontrollable, and caged. And enters the Alpha tamer, with a scent that weakens him and a stare that cuts deeper than claws, the omega becomes his tormentor… and his obsession. But when hatred turns to heat, and chains begin to feel like fate, who will break first—the beast or the beauty?

In a world where scent defines social standing, Omegas are supposed to be soft, docile, and protected. But Rayan has never trusted anyone enough to allow that. He keeps his scent suppressed, lives under fake documents, and never lets his guard down — not even in front of his best friend, Kael. Kael is an Alpha. Calm. Charismatic. Beautiful. The kind that turns heads and breaks hearts — yet for years, he's stayed faithfully by Rayan's side, never crossing a line. But when Rayan goes into a surprise heat — in a locked-down campus dorm — the bond of “just friends” shatters. Now, Rayan doesn’t just have to deal with his paranoia. He has to survive Kael’s carefully hidden obsession. Because the best friend who never left his side… Was never really sane to begin with.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

Omegaverse## Kaelith thought his life was over when his machine blinked its last light, his step-sister’s novel still in his hands. Dying while reading a love story: wasn’t that just cruel irony? He never even had the chance to experience love himself. But death wasn’t the end—it was a reset. When Kael opened his eyes, he wasn’t in a hospital or some afterlife. He was inside the world of very book he had just finished, a world ruled by Alphas, where Omegas were expected to submit, and vampires lurked in the shadows of power. And him? He was a nobody. A character that wasn’t meant to exist. But worse than that, he was an Omega, born into a prestigious Alpha family that saw his existence as a stain. Hidden from the world by a father who refused to acknowledge him, protected only by a mother’s desperate pleas. Yet, unlike the character in the novel who lived in quiet submission, Kael refused to let this new life be another cage. He wanted to live. To experience everything he never could. So he went to college. He went to parties. He kissed a stranger at a club. That was his first mistake. Because that stranger? Leonhardt. A ruthless Alpha who never cared for Omegas until Kael’s scent shattered his world. Then came Veyron. The Chaos Bringer. And lastly, Cauis. The sanctuary. A Beta who saw Kael for who he was, but loved him with conditions, and refused to let him go. Kael only wanted to have fun. To finally live. Instead, he found himself at the center of a dangerous game where love, obsession, and power blurred into one. And the scariest part? He didn’t know if he wanted to escape or to fall even deeper. — An Alpha. A Vampire. A Beta. Who would he choose? Would it be Leonhardt, the possessive Alpha who refuses to let him go? Veyron, the enigmatic vampire who tempts him with both danger and pleasure? Or Cauis, the only one who offers him a love with conditions? One heart. Three paths. Which one will he follow? ##Note that it's just the world of the book he entered, so the plot won't follow especially when they are two different characters. He's now a main character in this world, more like writing his own storyline.

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter: CEO material, straight-A student, and the only Summers twin with a functioning frontal lobe. She’s survived nineteen years of sharing air and eyebrow genes with Eva — a walking fire hazard who once tried to toast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the estate ablaze. So when their parents arranged a marriage to Zeke Ford — the kingdom’s favorite golden boy and serial flirt — Ava reluctantly took one for the family. That is, until Eva pulled a fast one: she spiked Ava’s margarita, slid a shady contract under her nose, and next thing you know… Ava’s waking up married to the wrong twin. Enter Zach Ford — the kingdom’s coldest man alive, walking gloom cloud, and accidental husband. He hasn’t cracked a smile since his mysterious fiancée, Orihime, died under suspicious circumstances. The Ford family thought Eva’s chaotic sunshine might fix him. Too bad they accidentally married him to Ava: a neurotic perfectionist who schedules emotional breakdowns like business meetings. Now Ava has to: Pretend she's totally in love with her emotionally constipated husband. Survive polite society, royal gossip, and unwanted foot rub offers from Shen Wang — her rich, clingy, disturbingly hot suitor who thinks “No” is short for “Not yet.” Figure out if Orihime is actually dead… or just hiding better than Zach hides his feelings. It was supposed to be a PR move. Instead, it’s a rom-com with fake love, real secrets, one stolen car, and at least two murder mysteries. With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I Do: A chaotic enemies-to-lovers rollercoaster with tax fraud, unresolved trauma, and a love story that may or may not be court-admissible—because honestly, I am still in shambles on how to finish this novel without breaking me own phone screen or my heart. Let's see HAHAHA

They think she’s a myth. A prize to claim. A body to breed. “Cute. Let them try.” Living among humans as “Astrid”, selling potions and pawning herbs to keep her ailing father alive, Rhiannon Astrid Vale has mastered the art of survival—hiding her claws, her scent, and the dangerous secret nestled in her blood.  She’s not just a werewolf. She’s alpha-born. And worse? She can hear every filthy, possessive, broken thought a wolf dares to have about her. When a hunt for rare herbs spirals into a nightmare, Rhiannon is captured and dragged into the brutal world of werewolf politics on an auction block. Sold to the infamous Bloodfang Pack—a council of five rival alpha brothers barely held together by blood and violence—she becomes the most valuable prize in existence. To them, she’s a rare, breedable, power incarnate. To her? They’re five obsessions waiting to be unravelled. Because Rhiannon isn’t just rare—she’s the living legacy of the she-wolf who cursed their kind two centuries ago. Her blood holds the key to saving or dooming every last one of them. And whether the curse breaks or burns depends on one thing: Who she chooses. Trapped between dominance and desire, with five alphas clawing for her body and her loyalty, Rhiannon doesn’t beg. She seduces. She manipulates. She makes them burn for her until they’re ready to tear each other—and the world—apart. But as passion twists into something terrifyingly close to love, and every kiss threatens to unravel her defences, Rhiannon faces a brutal choice: Burn the pack from within to save herself... Or let herself be devoured by five alphas who would bleed the moon dry just to keep her. She came in chains. She might just leave crowned in blood.

Lilac has lived a life of suffering. From being forced to disguise himself as a girl to survive, to being labeled cursed after failing to awaken his heavenly gifts that everyone else could, he is shunned by all. To add salt to his wound, before he turns 18, his father vanishes, and his uncle seizes the throne that should've rightfully been Lilac's as the eldest son. Before Lilac could successfully flee, he is caught and traded to the monsters beyond the kingdom—beasts so feared that no one who sees them returns. But instead of death, Lilac is claimed by Sloan. Born cursed, Sloan is a prince of the Enwulves, an extinct hybrid wolf species. Even though he is a prince, he has lived life as an outcast due to his curse that causes him to forcibly transform every full moon, thus losing his humanity. His life has been mapped out for him, but when he finds Lilac—battered, freezing, and terrified—something shifts. For the first time, his rage stills. It was just a glimpse, a scent, a tiny whimper of fright. And that was it. Humans are meant to be slaves. Enwulves are forbidden from claiming them. Keeping Lilac means war. But Sloan has never followed rules, and Lilac has never belonged—until now. ~~~ | ~~~ “Are you afraid of me, little human?” Sloan husked out, cold lips grazing my bleeding fingers before his lips parted slightly to release hot breath over them. I trembled, rooted in the spot with fright and unable to breathe. Was this a trick question? Of course I’m afraid of him! Everyone is! Who wouldn’t be? Slaves are never supposed to be in his presence, except they suddenly desire a quick demise. Am I supposed to respond honestly or lie? When cold lips closed around my finger, I gasped in shock, a rush of fright and dread engulfing me. He was gonna bite off my finger right now, wasn’t he? Just because my stupid brain couldn’t come up with a response? The rumors said he was a heartless psychopath, but I didn’t think it was actually true! However, a hot tongue swiped over my fingertips and I sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily while my chest expanded and my brain tried to figure out what was happening, and why my fingers weren't bitten off yet— or why I’m still breathing in his presence. Next, cold, long fingers wrapped around my wrist and my hand was being tugged upward, then a nose was digging into my pulse point, and I almost fainted when cold lips dragged over the sensitive skin there. The sound of a deep inhale filled up my ear next. “Fuck. You smell so good.” Oh heavens. This was worse than I thought. Instead of killing me, was he planning to… eat me… literally???! What the fuck? *** R18+! Cover not mine!

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption. "The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise." Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?! Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

Suddenly finding herself in a rural setting, Lin Caisang became the village's renowned 'Star of Wealth and Honor'. Surrounded by unique relatives, they treated her as if she were a rare panda—held preciously in their palms for fear she would fall and gently kept in their mouths lest she dissolved. Meet the exceptional relatives: The Powerhouse Father, who declared, "You want Sangsang to get married? You'll have to get past me first." The Stingy Mother, questioning, "What does she need a husband for? She can have all the fine food and a carefree life with me!" The Sly Grandfather, suggesting, "Girls shouldn’t have to do the dirty, tiring work. Quick, call over your brother!" The Majestic Grandmother, fiercely proclaiming, "Who dares to bully Sangsang? Let them face a fight to the death with me!" The Protective Brother, assuring, "Little sister, all the good food is for you. I am not hungry!" Holding her flabby flesh, Lin Caisang wept without tears: "Let me go! I need to lose weight!" Meanwhile, the strikingly handsome, icy man next door not only protected and spoiled her in secret but also had a not-so-simple identity.....

The stark-naked, handsome, young man looked intently at a winged reptile creeping in front of him, His lips, closed tight since setting foot in this new realm, began to move as words echoed in the shadowy realm of awareness. "It has been determined that the leaders of the plan and all related individuals are dead, communication with Earth has been completely severed. Transitioning to autonomous operation mode. Updating log-in name to the fully planned 'Li Lin'. Given the current situation, autonomous task B4 is selected." The boy, now known as Li Lin, paused briefly, his voice taking on a chilling edge as if from the depths of hell. "Infiltrate and invade the low-level civilization, colonize it, Earthify it." The ultimate weapon in the form of a young man, in this magical alien world, sensed a familiar scent - war. And so, he continued his mission.

I smiled bitterly "You destroyed my pack. Killed my father. Ruined my fucking life. And now you act as if I'm something you can't live without?" Draven’s red eyes gleamed. “You should be grateful, little wolf. I could’ve killed you. Instead, I’m making you mine.” I snapped, “I'm not yours! You rejected our mate bond the moment you saw my scars. You made my life hell don't act like you're the victim now!” I could see guilt flash through his eyes as he muttered, “That... It was a mistake... I—” I cut him off, my voice trembling with rage. “You’re only saying that because you know I’m here to kill you.” He stepped closer. “No. Rejecting you was the one thing I regret. I didn’t know then... but I do now.” “Good,” I spat. “But it's too late. I’m not here to be yours. I’m here to end you.” ••••••• Brielle Ashveil was once the most respected female of the Bloodfang pack, once the beloved Alpha’s golden daughter. Until he showed up. Draven Valrath, the Demon Lycan Alpha, stormed and destroyed her pack. Her father? Dead. Her future? Gone. And her life damaged forever unable to be repaired. To make it worse? Her boyfriend cheated on her with the new Alpha’s daughter… and rejected her like she was trash. Stripped off her rank and rejected by her mate, Brielle is forced into a lowly life under a cruel new Alpha. But when she's framed for a crime she didn't commit and tortured for it, something dark inside her finally awakens. Turns out, she’s carrying the forbidden powers of the banished Dark Moon Goddess. A power feared by all and also punishable by death. The council wants her dead. But instead of a clean death, they offer her something worse than death itself: ≥Kill Draven Valrath in three months… Or die. And if she dare run... they'd kill her mother first and come for her immediately. To survive, Brielle changes everything temporarily–her face, her scent, her name–and infiltrates the Wolfblood Pack. Draven's territory. She becomes his beta, personal medic and the woman who warms his bed. She hates him. Every second. Every word. Every fucking stare. But she plays her part perfectly. Because the closer she is, the easier it’ll be to kill him. Now face to face with her lifelong enemy, she is ready to give it her all to make sure her plan to kill him is executed. As the final pieces of her plan to execute him fall into place, her eighteenth birthday also approaches. And with her eighteenth birthday came a devastating news straight from hell: Draven was her fated mate. This fucking bastard was her mate?! Killing this man was already torture itself—why the fuck did the Moon Goddess have to make him her fated mate? WARNING!!!! [MATURE CONTENT] [18+] [SMUT]

I am a new author, so there might be some grammatical errors. Try not to be too harsh. And don't forget to share your valuable reviews. SYNOPSIS "You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

"I reincarnated into some trashy omegaverse novel... and I'm the side-side character?!" Rin liked three things in life: his phone, his privacy, and not being railed in public by hormonal Alphas. So when he wakes up in a reverse harem book world written by his sister, as an 'omega pretending to be a beta' side character with no plot armour, no dignity, and no fucking clue what to do next, things go downhill fast. His scent? Irresistible. His attitude? Foul. His new life? A magnet for yandere freaks with dicks the size of trauma. His new mission is to survive, avoid the female lead and return back to his world and to do that, he had to keep a low profile. Pretending to be a beta was supposed to keep him safe and send the male characters far away from him. Too bad his pheromones have other plans... and certain possessive Alphas weren't buying his 'Beta' lies. Now powerful Alphas are circling, each more dangerous than the last... and one already thinks Rin belongs to him. Too bad Rin has zero intention of being anyone's obedient little omega because he's straight and not gay! "I swear, I'm not into men... It just got hard on its own," You've got to explain harder than that, Rin.

She smells like everything they could want... ...and everything they’re forbidden to want at the same time. In a university known for its wild parties and secrets, a girl who reeks of an herb no one can quite identify and a masked innocence appears. And three 'vampire' brothers find themselves torn between hunger, desire, guilt, and something dangerously close to love. Toph, the eldest, knows better than to get involved. After all, he's spent lifetimes suppressing his desire for virgin blood. But something about her scent stirs his insides, including memories of a curse they’ve spent centuries avoiding. As forbidden bonds form and supernatural instincts fracture, desire becomes a risk neither of the brothers can afford. Because some hungers were never meant to be satisfied. And while they struggle to resist her, the Gold Coast begins to unravel. Six people have gone missing, their bodies later found ritualistically posed in the hinterland. Whispers of a growing occult presence are surfacing, hinting that the brothers’ past may be clawing its way back into the present. What if their past isn’t behind them? What if she’s the key to it all?

After being kicked out of the prestigious Wester Family, Kaiden has no choice but to work at a pheromone nightclub to moderate his excessive pheromones, or else he might spontaneously go into heat. On the night of his 19th birthday, he falls into the arms of the Alpha known to hate all Omegas, Damon Lin. The next day, the cold and ruthless Alpha offers him a deal: be his pheromone partner for a year and he will be set for life. What is Kaiden supposed to do when he can’t help falling in love with an Alpha who hates him, especially when said Alpha has a Beta lover? -- Damon Lin, the Alpha head of the Lin Finance Group, has a problem: it’s been three years since his last rut. His options are either to live with the sexual frustration or find his ‘fated mate,’ but where on Earth can he find an omega with 99.9% compatibility with him? On a night out with his friends, he drunkenly follows a scent that tantalizes his whole being and carries the solution to his problem to the backseat of his car. The next day, he offers the Omega a deal: be his pheromone partner for a year but don’t he dare be mistaken, he will never love him. Is it too late for regrets once he loses his fated mate? -- WARNING: This is BL omegaverse with R-18 scenes, unhealthy relationship dynamics, mentions of past trauma and abuse, and lots of angst.

A warlord feared across kingdoms—cruel as a monster, cold as ice—they call him the Cold-Hearted Monster. He shows no mercy. He feels no guilt. His presence alone silences crowds and sends even seasoned warriors to their knees. But during the royal hunting season, something unexpected happens. In the heart of the forest, amidst the rustling leaves and the scent of blood and steel, he spots something unusual—someone. A girl. Injured. Barely breathing. Her body is drenched in blood, adorned in torn yet expensive jewelry, suggesting nobility… or betrayal. She lies motionless on the cold earth, as if life is slipping from her with every passing second. And for the first time in years—his heart skips a beat. Why? Why is the cold-hearted monster… faltering? Does he know her? Or is it something else—something buried deep within him, long forgotten? But the questions don’t end there: Who is she? What happened to her? Was it a wild beast that tore her down—or humans driven by wild ambition? And above all… Will he save her? Or leave her to die? So many questions. But only one way to uncover the truth— Read the story.

He woke up as no one, just an outer disciple in a sect that barely noticed his name. Yet behind his calm gaze lingered something different… something wrong. Whispers began to echo inside his mind. A strange system appeared, offering him power, knowledge, and something deeper... something he couldn’t quite grasp. While others chase glory and immortality, he plays a different game... quiet schemes, subtle moves, and shadows that shift when no one is watching. But questions haunt him. What are these dreams that refuse to fade? Why do memories flicker like distant echoes? And why does the scent of blood feel so familiar? And the most important question of all… Who is he, really?

In a world where beasts rarely crave their own gender, Blazar's disguise as a boy is both her shield and her greatest gamble. Her scent betrays her—an intoxicating lure that would send any beast-blooded king into a frenzy to claim her. The disguise makes them hesitate, their instincts confused by the male facade over the irresistible female scent beneath. Every breath risks her discovery. Every moment is a gamble. Born a nobody. Sold into slavery. Bought by a king. Raised as a weapon. Her orders are simple: infiltrate Royal Imperium Prestigia High, pose as noble boy Orion Spade from a broken line, and assassinate the most powerful king. Succeed, and she lives. Fail, and she dies. Prestigia is an academy where monsters are crowned—and innocents devoured. Ruled by the Havoc Five: Dante the werewolf supreme alpha, Kaelric the apex of humanity, Vesper the vampire overlord, Xeari the werecat king, and Ryuzaki the celestial kitsune. Each lethal in their own way. Thousands of nobles would kill to kneel at their feet. For most girls, this is paradise. For Blazar? A nightmare. Her defiance doesn't go unnoticed. She attracts the attention of all five. The kings circle her—some to protect, some to break her, others wanting more. She runs. She tries to deny. But the longer she resists, the more entangled she becomes. To survive, she must outwit them all while hiding her true gender, her slave mark, the deadly secret of her bloodline, and escape the king who owns her. Blazar Staray won't play their games. And she certainly doesn't kneel. But the real question is—can she resist the hunger they woke in her? °~Excerpt~° "I don't understand," she whispered, her voice shaking. "I haven't done anything. I don't know what's happening." Kaelric stepped forward, his expression cold and calculating. "That's exactly what someone using seduction magic would say." His ice-blue eyes bore into hers with such intensity that she felt like he could see straight through to her soul. "The question is, what kind of magic are you using, and who sent you here?" "I'm not using any magic!" Blazar protested, her voice rising with desperation. "I don't even know what you're talking about!" But even as she said the words, she could feel the weight of their stares on her. Something was definitely wrong, and somehow, she was at the center of it all. The one thing they all seemed to want but couldn't quite understand why.

#UNTIED What do you do when your fated mate frames you… and kills you? You die, of course. But if the Moon Goddess still pities you—You wake up 55 years later… in a body that’s not your own. In a world where werewolves blend in with humans, Where no one remembers your name. Except your wolf—trapped behind the glass, only speaking through your reflection. Lola Park was an omega who died betrayed. Now she lives again, a stranger in her own skin. She’s learning to survive in the chaos of someone else’s life... until the heat hits. And with it… him and his brothers. Alexei Black. CEO. Wolf. Unapologetically dominant. The first man she meets in this life. The man she sleeps with before she even knows his name. The one who claims he doesn’t want her. But won't let her go. He hates how she makes him feel. She hates how familiar he feels. But she needs to make the cold, dangerous CEO, irresistible to her scent. For a benefit of survival in a world she don't know... And fate has its own games. Because Alexei is the grandson of the Alpha who murdered her. Worse? His brothers want her too. He says they’re not mates. So why is he so possessive? Why does he care who touches her? And why does her wolf scream whenever he’s near? When the truth reveals, love won't be enough. Not when she's falling for the heir of her past life's killer. Not when history is ready to repeat itself. And this time… she's not going down without a fight. When fate offers a second chance, do you take it… or burn everything down? "Killed by my mate. Desired by his grandsons. Let the seduction begin..." ~~~ A/N: Dear Readers, Thank you for picking up this story. This book explores mature themes, morally gray characters, and power dynamics that may not be for everyone. But if you're here for tension-filled chemistry, complicated emotions, and intense intimacy, you're in the right place. Please be advised: This story contains explicit scenes and mature content intended for an adult audience. Reader discretion is advised. If you enjoy the story, please consider supporting it by leaving a review, gifting, and adding it to your library. Your encouragement means the world to me and helps other readers discover this book. Also, I’m excited to share that this story is participating in the WSA (Webnovel Spirity Awards) this year! If you'd like to support my journey, every vote, comment, and read counts. And I’m deeply grateful for each one of you. With love and wicked imagination. Want to stalk me? IG: @Rossi_1847 ~~~

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. ...but what sleeps beneath the mountain is no myth. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf known as the Harbinger of Misfortune. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

Alpha Cassian was once feared and revered, a warrior who led his pack with unwavering strength. But when his mate was killed, a part of him died with her. For years, he ruled in solitude, convinced that the Moon Goddess had cursed him to walk alone. Love was a weakness he could not afford, and his heart remained closed off, his pack growing colder under his reign. That changes the night he is forced to attend the Omega auction. Among the trembling, discarded she-wolves stands her—a fragile yet defiant woman whose scent awakens something primal inside him. She is his mate. His second chance. But Cassian refuses to believe in fate a second time. The omega, once cast out for being wolfless, is sold to him against her will. In his world, she is nothing—a burden, a mistake. Yet, despite his rejection, she refuses to cower. As threats rise within the pack and outside forces scheme against them, Cassian is forced to protect her, even as he resists the bond pulling him closer. But fate is relentless, and when she is taken from him, Cassian will have to decide—will he risk his heart once more, or will he lose his mate for a second time? *** “Let me go,” she whispered, her lips quivering as tears rolled down her cheeks. He said he hated her—so why wasn’t he letting her go? Cassian’s eyes darkened at the sight of her tears. Without a second thought, he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck. “What if I don’t?” he murmured, his voice rough with an emotion he refused to name. Her intoxicating scent clouded his thoughts, stirring something primal within him. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Yet, with her, every instinct rebelled against reason. “Because you don’t love me,” she choked out, her hands trembling against his chest. “And if you don’t, then you have no right to keep me.” She was right. Then why did the thought of separation pierce his heart like a blade? "Then why doesn't your body feel same. Infact it's screaming at me to touch you there" his voice sultry as he moved his hand down south. **** Add the book to library. Drop votes and reviews. Support the author with your endless love DAILY UPDATES STARTS FROM 1st MAY

She lives for the spotlight, but loves in secret. Claudia Araneta is the country’s biggest star, beautiful, unstoppable, and perfectly untouchable. Every smile is rehearsed, every step calculated. To the public, she’s half of the most in-demand love team with heartthrob Dustin Wang. But off-camera, her real life is far messier... and far more secret. No one knows she’s married to Raphael, a quiet, overworked doctor who wants nothing to do with fame. Their marriage is real—but hidden. What started as a rushed solution to an unexpected situation slowly turns into something deeper… at least for her. But while Claudia finds herself falling, Raphael remains unreadable—kind, but distant. And just when she’s starting to hope for more, everything starts to fall apart. A viral photo. A ruined dinner. A heartbreaking misunderstanding. And a career that can’t afford a scandal. How do you fight for a love you’re not even allowed to talk about?

Seven strangers' memory fragments are embedded in his mind, and the tech giant that put them there is hell-bent on erasing him. Renowned neuroscientist Alex Reyes awakens in a sterile medical facility, his mind a terrifying blank slate. A sudden, visceral "flashback" – becoming a dancing girl in a Mumbai slum – reveals the horrifying truth: the implant in his brain isn't a cure. It's fragments of seven strangers' lives. Worse, NeuroSync, the company he worked for, has launched a global hunt to eliminate him. Alex's only ally is Lena Kovac, a jaded former war correspondent who scents the story of a lifetime. Together, they race across continents, from neon-lit cities to shadowed alleyways. Alex battles a torrential "memory labyrinth": one moment he's a scarred veteran in St. Petersburg, the next an elderly Parisian guarding buried secrets. The hacker skills of a Silicon Valley whiz or the courage of an African eco-warrior become vital tools for survival. Each flashback grants new abilities but deepens his agonizing identity crisis: *Who am I?* Pulling the strings is the chillingly charismatic NeuroSync CEO, Dr. Kaelen Shaw. She will stop at nothing to protect "Project Echo." This technology, capable of stealing, editing, and weaponizing human memory, threatens to reshape thought itself if unleashed. Guidance from the cryptic "Watcher" is dubious, and NeuroSync's hunters close in relentlessly. Alex must piece together his own fractured, potentially damning past while unraveling the conspiracy closing in on him. Betrayal. Flight. Awakening. The final battle for identity, memory, and human freedom rages across both physical and mental battlefields. Can Alex master the seven echoes within his mind, find himself at the labyrinth's heart, and stop memory from becoming the ultimate weapon to rewrite the world?