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Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)
Lilac_Everglade · 1.1M Views

The Tyrant's Bride: His Plaything, His Prisoner

Aria Monroe’s life was supposed to be simple—get through each day, untouched by the entanglements of wealth and power that ruled the world of the elite. But one mistake, one drunken night, led her straight into the arms of Carter Montgomery—a man known not for his kindness, but for his perverse appetites and ruthless control. The rumors didn’t do him justice. Carter Montgomery wasn’t just cold—he was calculating, his piercing gaze stripping her bare as though she were a possession to be broken, reshaped, and owned. When a mistaken pregnancy diagnosis forces her into an unwanted marriage, Aria learns the hard way that Carter’s love is nothing short of a trap. Rules dictate her life now—cruel, unyielding rules that strip her of freedom and test her sanity: 1. Speak only when spoken to. 2. Obey every command without question. 3. Your body belongs to me—no resistance allowed. Defiance earns punishment—bruising punishments that leave her torn between fury and a shameful, forbidden desire. Yet, even as she fights against him, she can’t deny the way his touch burns or how his cruel words pierce something deep inside her. When her first love resurfaces, the cracks in Carter Montgomery’s carefully curated control begin to show. Secrets emerge—dark, ugly truths that explain his obsession with her. But no matter how far she tries to run, Carter always finds her, dragging her back into his twisted embrace. Determined to break free, she demands a divorce. But Carter simply smirks, his voice dripping with finality: “Montgomery family descendants never divorce.” Trapped in a marriage she cannot escape and a love she cannot resist, Aria must navigate a treacherous path of lies, desire, and a haunting realization: she might not want to leave after all.
Chinwe_Marthar · 175 Views
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