Pack Is Possessive Of Stiles

“I, Lethia Ashcroft, accept your rejection, soon-to-be Clown Alpha of the Rotten Obsidian Pack, as my ungrateful mate. May your divorced life find its hellhole.” ***** Year 2666. Werewolves and their kin have long embraced civilization, seamlessly blending into the high-tech world alongside humans. It is the year Lykon Haven hosts its once-in-seven-year event to select a new leader—one who will govern the shifting dynamics of werewolf packs across the country. It is also the year Lethia Ashcroft faces the ultimate humiliation when her mate, her husband, rejects her because of the infidelity she never committed. It cost her the inheritance she and her late father had worked so hard for. When she tries to flee exile while pregnant, she is caught in an accident—one that leaves her possessed by a seductive spirit fox. The creature needs a vessel to ignite her beads and, in exchange, grants Lethia the power to protect her unborn child. But that untamed spirit entangles her with three dangerously irresistible Lycans from Lykon Haven—men who have severed themselves from the fated mate bond. A stoic, protective doctor. A brooding, dominant businessman. A charming, playful celebrity. All Lethia wants is to reclaim what was rightfully hers and live a peaceful and comfortable life, alone with her baby. And she must get it—no matter what. But the mischievous Moon Goddess seems to take great pleasure in twisting her fate. ***** Strong FL REVERSE HAREM Explicit Mature Content Character-Driven This book has many fresh twists about werewolf lore that you won't find anywhere ;)

These days, could one really time-travel just by dreaming? And to become a silly princess at that. Well, marrying a domineering man wasn't too bad. His taking a concubine wasn't the end of the world either. But why was she forbidden from liking anything except him? That was just too domineering! She had to escape! Ah, but upon escaping, she realized he was a half-demon who didn't understand love... and, moreover, a half-demon who had a three-lives connection with her...

"In a world where women are bound by societal expectations, Stella dares to defy the norms. Born into poverty and conditioned to believe her only worth lies in marriage and childbirth, Stella yearns for something more. She craves a life of her own design, free from the shackles of patriarchal oppression. That's when Adrian enters the picture – the enigmatic and ruthless billionaire who embodies the very system Stella rebels against. His wealth and influence make him a master of his universe, but his chauvinistic views render him tone-deaf to the changing tides. As their paths converge, Stella finds herself inexplicably drawn to the very man who represents everything she despises. Will she remain true to her convictions, or will Adrian's magnetic presence shatter her defenses? Can she penetrate the armor of his ego and uncover the secrets hidden beneath his possessive façade? In this gripping tale of power, desire, and self-discovery, Stella must confront the darkness within herself and the world around her. Will she emerge victorious, or will the forces of oppression silence her forever?...."

"Are you kidding me? I get jealous the second somebody else even looks in your direction! Do you think that's because I just want to fuck you?" He demanded. Then he paused, staring at me in that way of his that made me want to crawl out of my skin. "I can't do this anymore," he exclaimed, his mouth wide open, his eyes bigger than saucers. He looked like he wanted to scream. And he might as well have, for what he said next. "I'm in love with you, Rina. I have been for months. That's the reason I can't leave you alone, because I can't get you out of my head!" Tropes: Enemies to lover, bully romance, second chance romance. Written from dual points of view in two different time periods. Trigger warning for brief discussions of child abuse, self-harm, suicide, and dubious consent. 10 years ago, Rina was a foster child placed with a new family in Wellsprings, a wealthy suburb of Washington, D.C.. Prior to the start of her senior year, Rina stumbles upon the captain of the football team, Easton Clarke, shooting steroids before practice. Handsome but an asshole, Rina vows to avoid Easton at all costs. The only problem? He doesn't want to leave her alone. Easton Clarke knows the only way to win his father's approval is to perform on the field. If Rina rats him out for steroid use, his chances of playing college football--and of his father finally being proud of him--will be ruined. Intent on making sure Rina keeps her mouth shut, Easton vows to make her life at Wellsprings as isolated as possible. That is, until Easton realizes he can't get the mysterious new girl out of his head. As fall progresses into winter and secrets begin to come to light, Easton will do anything to keep the girl who could ruin his life to himself. When he goes too far, though, he risks losing everything.

안녕하세요, I’m Kim Taeyang. I’ve never truly belonged in the extravagant world of my best friend, Jeon Sohee. Every year, her birthday is a grand spectacle of wealth and luxury, and every year, I feel like a nobody among people born to be somebody. I once dreamed of making a name for myself through music, but those dreams shattered along with my band. Now, I drift through life, doubting my own worth. But one night, something shifted. A hush fell over the crowd, and all eyes turned to the entrance. A mysterious woman arrived, commanding the attention of everyone at Sohee’s party. I didn’t know her yet, but something told me this somebody might just change everything.

She was meant to be a sacrifice. He made her a queen. In a future ruled by vampires, humans are no more than slaves and sacrifices—bred, barcoded, and broken. Each year, the Vampire Lords hold a brutal tradition known as The Offering—where the most beautiful human girls are gifted as blood-brides to the aristocracy. None ever return. When Aria Vale, a defiant human girl with fire in her eyes and revenge in her heart, is chosen, she expects pain. Death. Or worse. What she doesn’t expect… Is for the Vampire King to fall to his knees. Damon Serath, cold-blooded and cruel, is feared across every vampire kingdom. He drinks only from the vein—never bottled, never mercy. He has destroyed empires and enslaved thousands. But the moment he sees Aria, something ancient ignites. She’s rude. Untamed. Furious. And he wants her. Keeping a human is forbidden. Loving one is treason. But Damon doesn’t care. He protects her from his court. Feeds her beside nobles who feast on blood. Kills anyone who dares look at her wrong. He would burn the world for her. Even if she’s only here for one reason… To kill him. But as their war of hate turns into a dangerous pull, Aria must ask herself— Can you destroy a monster who’s willing to die just to keep you breathing? “You brought a human to the Blood Moon banquet?” The voice came sharp and silk-smooth. It belonged to Lady Virelle, the High Matron of the Eastern Court, dressed in black stitched with veins of gold. Her mouth was still stained from a recent kill. “What’s wrong with you, Damon?” she hissed. Her glowing eyes narrowed on Aria. “She looks too fresh to waste. I could drain her where she stands.” Aria’s spine locked. Her hands curled into fists. “She’s with me,” Damon said calmly. But the air trembled. Zack, a smirking lord from the Southern House, leaned forward, fangs glinting. “Then tell us, little human—what do we call you?” He rose, steps slow, predatory, as he approached her side. Aria didn’t flinch. She glared at him like she wanted to slit his throat. Before Zack could reach her, Damon’s voice sliced through the hall, “Touch her, Zack—” His tone dropped to ice. “—and die.” Silence. The music stopped. Dozens of vampire nobles froze, staring at their king, who now stood at Aria’s side—cold, tall, and impossibly still. His hand rested lightly at her back, claiming her with one small, lethal gesture. Zack slowly stepped away, his smirk wiped clean. “She is mine,” Damon said, his voice echoing like thunder. “And no one touches what belongs to me.”

"The more you run, the more desperate I am to have you, my rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room .His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding.He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant.The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while and now the hunt begins, sweetheart, there is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

In her previous life, Mu Anhan abandoned her husband and son. It was only after her death that she learned that Gu Xiaozhan loved her madly. In her next life, she was going to cling to him tightly and give him a second child! Everyone sneered. “Mu Anhan seduces Master Gu all day long and only cares about giving him a child. She’s just trying to cement her position by giving him children. Master Gu will surely divorce her after.”Who would have thought that the Perfume Queen, top hacker, miracle doctor, genius designer, AI intelligence, scientific research master… All of her multiple identities were exposed. What annoyed everyone even more was that treasure appraisers, medical professors, and international celebrities were all kneeling at her door, begging her for guidance! At night, she snuggled in Master Gu’s arms with red lips, and was the most provocative little seductress. Eyeing her with his dashing brows slightly raised, the possessive Master Gu rasped out, “Darling, should we try for a third child?”

After being adopted, she found out that her adoptive mother and sister were only using her and plotting against her. Weighing her options, she clung to the only lifeline she had—The young master of Ling Group, the billionaire. He didn't reject her. In fact, he couldn't get enough of her - he was addicted to her. Later, her brilliance attracted more and more pursuers. Jealousy consumed him. He realized how much he wanted her, how much he wanted her to belong to him. Later, when she was finally found by her real family, he held her tightly, "Dear, don't leave me!Take me with you as well!"

In the remote, mist-cloaked forests of the 21st-century northern territories, power isn’t inherited it’s taken. Eira Blackthorn, the outcast daughter of a disgraced beta, has spent her life avoiding the gaze of power-hungry Alphas and cruel pack hierarchies. But when she accidentally saves the life of Alpha Kael Virek during a blood moon hunt, her quiet world crumbles. Kael, the ruthless, unchallenged Alpha of the Virek Pack, is on the brink of war with rival clans and his own treacherous council. Haunted by a prophecy that his fated mate will destroy his rule, Kael is determined to resist any bond… until he discovers that Eira carries the mark of the Alpha’s Heart a mythical bond that not only grants her command over his wolf but threatens to unravel his iron grip on the pack. As forbidden passion ignites between them, Eira discovers the truth: she isn’t just Kael’s mate she’s the daughter of the last true Alpha Queen, long thought dead, and heir to a bloodline with the power to unite or shatter every pack in existence. Betrayals mount, alliances fracture, and enemies lurk both within and beyond the Virek territory. When Eira’s long-lost twin brother reappears as the new leader of the rogue wolves and her worst enemy it becomes clear that the prophecy never warned Kael about Eira destroying his rule… but about saving him from his own blood. Together, they must defy ancient laws, navigate deadly pack politics, and confront a legacy soaked in secrets and betrayal. Because in the world of wolves, love is a war and only the strongest hearts survive.

[Mature Content Warning] She wanted to just end her mission and go back to her political marriage, but he had already claimed her his possession. Selene Adawolfa, the Princess of the Adalopha kingdom. Promises her father to bring peace to the village in their kingdom, by ending the age-old war, without revealing her identity. On the first day of becoming part of the Winterwells pack in disguise, she gets herself into trouble. The unexpected turn of events brings her in contact with Fang Warchild, the alpha of the neighbouring village. The most handsome, yet the most vicious man in the entire kingdom who recognises her at the very first glance. And he was ready to ruin her mission just for the sake of owning her! (The story takes place in the 90s so you will find technology in it!) ——[snippet]—— He approached me as his footsteps resonated in the dead silence inside the tent, and I couldn't get myself to step back waiting stunned. Stepping closer he lifted my chin asking again, "do you still choose otherwise Princess?" I gulped, knowing Fang would understand very well what was on my mind, all my lies would be useless in front of how well he knew every nook and cranny of my brain. Mustering all the strength inside me I whispered, diverting my eyes, answering exactly what he didn't want to hear right now, "Yes!" A vicious smirk played on his face as he lifted me by my collar, while I tip-toed barely able to find the ground, trying to match his towering height. "I don't like it when someone touches what is mine," he leaned closer, his tall stature hovering over me just inches from my face and his infuriated breath crawling on my soft skin, "and you better know that your entirety belongs to only me!" ---- All credits of the art used to belong to its owner ---- Discord: https://discord.gg/ZhjZ9aHEZ6

The crown was a heavy thing, even before it touched Lyra's brow. Born into a lineage of power, she was forged for a throne few believed a female should ever claim. Whispers of dissent clung to her like a shroud, turning every shadow into a potential threat, every ally into a question mark. Survival wasn't a choice; it was a daily battle against those who craved her demise. Her fate tangled further with the arrival of Alpha Lucien, a male as formidable as he was arrogant, and whose contempt for her kind was etched into his very being. He claimed her as his destined mate, not out of passion, but as a calculated move – a pawn in his grand scheme to usurp the Lycan King's dominion. Lyra found herself ensnared, her heart's desires clashing violently with the brutal machinations of power and a destiny she never truly asked for.

What if your death was the beginning of your life? What if you were transmigrated in a world dominated by women? What if you entered someone else's body on their wedding night? This is the story of Yize who was a perfect lady in her previous life and a drunkard in this life. She was blessed with wealth and honor during her lifetime and was blessed with beauties after her death. Her current life is… Harder… Faster… Deeper— What the **** was that? AHerMm!!! What a wonderful life she had. ********** #Ytinifn_582 WARNING!!! — Reverse harem — MATURE Content*

The unexpected marriage of a lecturer and student.How they leads their life and fall for each other.

what would you do if the girls you were in love with had a possessive desire for you... I'll take advantage day by day of my life with a possessive girlfriend

She was raised like royalty. He was raised to ruin it. Now she wears his name… and he wears her soul. Adelina Rosenthal Petrova is the golden girl of politics — poised, untouchable, and caged by legacy. Born to be a queen in a world of calculated smiles and backroom wars, she knows how to hold power without ever being allowed to wield it. Until he arrives. Lukas Volkoff. Her bodyguard. Her stalker. Her obsession in the dark. He’s not just assigned to protect her — he’s here to claim what’s already his. He’s a Mafia heir cloaked in tailored suits and silent danger, with blood on his hands and Adelina in his crosshairs. He’s been watching her for years. Waiting. Hunting. And now, he’s stepping out of the shadows with a single warning: "I don’t protect what isn’t mine." Trapped between the throne she was bred for and the man who wants to burn it all down for her, Adelina is forced into a world of obsession, control, and unholy desire. But in Lukas’s world, love isn’t soft. It bruises. It bleeds. It owns. She was born with power. He came to possess it. And now, she’s his favorite war.

Michael’s world is turned upside down when his father brings him to a mysterious bunker located beneath one of his family's establishments. His heart was racing, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were wide. The only thought ruling over his mind, the only question that flooded his mind, was 'WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' He asked himself repeatedly. Each time he and his father walked ever deeper into the bunker, Michael would feel an insatiable urge to question his beloved father on why he had decided that they should explore this daunting bunker. But how could he satisfy this urge to this man, this man he loved yet equally feared, this man whose anger burned like a blazing furnace? Quietly Michael walked behind his father. Finally, they reached a massive doorway. Further inside was a massive hall estimated to host at least 300 people. When he, Michael, the young lad, gazed around the hall, and when his face turned to the left side, shockingly, he saw an empty seat, which looked like a throne. "Father, what is this?" Michael questioned, "And why does that seat look like a throne?" That's because it is,He his father answered. Michael answered with another question, "Whose?" He asked, and his father went towards the throne and replied, "Mine," as he sat. Michael could not describe the emotions racing within him at that moment, but just when he thought he couldn't be more terrified, Venite, servi me! His father shouted at least 3 times. After shouting, the hall was flooded with men wearing black combative gear clothing and covered with black masks. They all came and stood in a formation as if they were trained soldiers; after they had all lined up, they themselves began shouting, Rex Lupus! Dominus Lupus! They shouted these words, words that Michael could not understand, about five times. Michael's father then responded also in a tongue he could not understand, remaining in absolute terror. Michael stood quaking after his father was done speaking to the men. All the men turned their faces from his father to him, and they shouted aloud, Iuvenis Lupus! Iuvenis Lupus. His father stood from his chair. Let's go, my son, he said to Michael. 'Who are you?' The young lad asked himself, completely and utterly stunned.

Born blind, James did his best. Working hard, he got selected in one of the best university and made enough money to financially retire at a very young age. But when the last person he considered his family died, he lost any reason to live and committed suicide, when he suddenly found himself inside the world of his favorite novel. Possessing the newborn body of Karl, the main villain of the novel, he now holds the choice to live and die as Karl was supposed to or to change the whole story to his liking! A perfect and happy life is all he sees. But will it really be so simple? Watch as he finds out the reason of his possession, understanding the larger picture that decided the fate of his life and the new world he is in.

Most young girls have their crush, which they tell their best friend about incessantly. Selena belongs to this group of teenage girls, and for more than a year she has been sighing for the handsome Felix, who is the school's basketball star. Unfortunately, this charismatic 18-year-old is the dream of every teenage girl attending this high school, so Selena's strong infatuation is only poured over the pages of a notebook. The 16-year-old would never dare say a word to him, and would still be sighing in secret if it weren't for her friend's crazy idea. By a strange coincidence, a notebook with a story about Selena and Felix lands in his backpack, and this heralds the beginning of their dangerous relationship. A teenage girl who thought he was the prince of her dreams becomes trapped in his ill love. She doesn't know what the obsession is until one day she hears a disturbing phrase from his lips: “If I can't have you, no one will have you.”

Lacy was born with a curse—to walk through people's dreams and never wake up. In reality, she is dead, but in the realm of dreams, she is summoned by those seeking her powers, whether for good or evil. Lacy grants wishes, fulfilling desires that linger in the hearts of dreamers, but she can never dream, never wish, never truly live herself. That is her eternal curse as a demon of dreams. For a thousand years, this has been her existence. However, on her 1000th birthday, everything changes when she encounters a boy whose dream is unlike any she has ever seen. He dreams not of power, wealth, or vengeance—he dreams of her.

A Taekook Fanfic. ⚠️ Werewolf fantasy⚠️ ⚠️Reincarnation⚠️ Top Taehyung Bottom Jungkook The Alpha of a Werewolf pack is cursed. A curse that can only be broken by a sacrifice. A sacrifice that can only be made by the Alpha himself. What is the curse? What could be the sacrifice? Will Alpha be successful getting himself free from this curse? Join me in this journey to know further in the story. Let's go to the universe of the Werewolves. The images used in the bookcover are taken from the internet. I don't own these. I'm a rookie writer. English is not my first language. Pardon me for any kind of unintended mistakes.

There love was nothing to be compared with, there relationship kept growing without any stop but it had a stop after the way she betrayed him, he could not believe it, he left her not knowing what to do After many years, he came back having the mindset of seeking revenge on her, but he thought the revenge will be to quick, he claimed her, she fell for it falling onto his arms again not knowing he came to play games with her. the games were unbearable for her, she could not stand the facts that the man she as loved and still loved could do such for her. During the journey secret of his parents and other secrets were revealed, more betrayals came there way from family and friends, his enemy kept increasing by numbers, his love for her started growing as he play games with her without knowing will he stop the game and confess to her will she give up will he find out who is real parents are will he dump her after playing enough games with her find out by clicking the read button enjoy the ride lovies