8189 Book(s) Related to the onee-sama and the giant

“I know this may sound crazy,” Nelson began calmly, “but I want us to get married. For real.”
Grace’s head shot up, her eyes wide with disbelief. “What?”
“It’ll be a contract marriage,” he explained. “Three years. Once the contract ends, you’ll be free to go your own way, and I’ll go mine.”
The words sent her spiraling. “Why?” she croaked.

Grace's life takes a tragic turn when her father dies mysteriously, and all his wealth is taken in a claim of paying an unknown debt.

It gets even worse when her mother becomes a drunkard, and she has to be the breadwinner of the family to ensure her brother is well taken care of.

Dreams shattered, and abandoned when she found out about her cheating boyfriend.

She feels it's all when life throws her another curve ball as someone sets her up to be raped.

What happens when her rapist turns out to be none other than Nelson Divine. The richest billionaire alpha in the country.

Not only that, he is her alpha mate.

Love, hate, betrayal, and nigh more is Grace faced with.

Will her life change after encountering the demigod of an Alpha?

Or is she bound to suffer forever?

"You came prepared, didn't you, Tessa? I've been wanting to taste you since the moment you walked into that bar."
His warm, firm hand slid under my dress, pushing the fabric higher until it bunched around my hips. When his fingers touched the dampness between my legs, I gasped, instinctively arching my hips to meet his touch.
I spread my legs wider, inviting him in. My heart pounded wildly, both frightened and excited as I braced for the moment I had both dreaded and craved...


Tessa finds her boyfriend of six months cheating on her with his secretary. Angry at his betrayal and at herself for not noticing the signs earlier, she goes to a nightclub and gives away her virginity to a stranger. She had promised this virginity to her boyfriend.
She has a one-night stand with Damien, thinking this memory will fade with time. However, she never expects to run into her one-night stand on her first day at work! What should she do? Is Tessa about to embark on a cat-and-mouse secret office romance?

“You want me to share the studio with you?”

“Only if you can handle me… and what I want.”

“And what exactly do you want?”

“Everything… on my terms… starting with you.”

When the school decides to shut down the art studio to make room for hockey expansion, Elara Quinn refuses to accept it.

Landon Hayes the captain, the hero, the face of the team is supposed to be her enemy. His world is ice rinks and roaring crowds. Hers is paint-splattered floors and quiet determination.

But when Elara storms into his territory demanding answers, she doesn’t expect him to offer a deal.

Share the building. Work together. Rebrand the team.

It’s supposed to be temporary.

Yet the more they clash, the more the tension shifts from rivalry to something undeniable.

Saving her studio was the goal.

Falling for the boy on the other side of the fight?
That was never part of the plan.

My fingers move to his shaft, which is hard and hot to the touch. It’s been more than a while since I was with anyone – since I felt this desire for a man. He groans and finds my lips again, but this time the kiss is less gentle.
I pulled back, meeting his still gaze.
“Can I taste it?” I asked, my face warm.
He chuckles, nodding. I lick my way from his mouth through his chest and stomach muscles and down still.


Finding out I spent the night with my new boss is all types of wrong.

A man like Maxwell Thatcher is the last person I expect to save me from a disaster date.
Especially when he pretends to be someone I least expect.
He’s ready to be anyone I need him to be when I’m in a pinch.
And to return the favor, I’m willing to do anything he wants.
It was supposed to be one night, but who knew we’d meet again sooner than expected.
This familiar stranger is my company's new CEO.
And who knew his secrets could be my salvation?

My grandfather was a thief.

He did not steal money.

He stole my grandmother's name, her return papers, and the life that should have carried her out of the mountains.

Fifty years later, his granddaughter sat across from me in a law firm interview and smiled like the world already belonged to her.

I opened her file, saw the family name, and closed the folder.

"You didn't pass."

Three years ago, the night before my wedding, I was kidnapped and nearly killed.

When I woke up, Julian was crying over me. "The kidnappers hurt you so badly, Elsie. The doctors—they had to remove your uterus to save you. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry."

My world shattered.

I cried for a week straight. Cried until I had no voice left, until my eyes couldn't open from the swelling. I'd lost everything—my chance at motherhood, my chance at being whole.

But Julian squeezed my hand. "I love you, Elsie. You're all I need."

He married me anyway. Against his family's wishes, he married this broken woman.

For three years, he was perfect. Gentle. Loving. I thought I was the luckiest woman alive.

Until today.

Today, I learned the truth—

There was no kidnapping. No random attack.

It was all planned. Orchestrated by Julian himself.

For one reason only—to give my uterus to Chloe, my sister who was born unable to have children.

On my first day at St. Clair University, my roommate Lysandra laughed at me in French.

Wrapped in designer logos, she called me a nobody who did not even recognize luxury perfume.

She thought I could not understand her.

She was wrong. French was my first language.

I was also Iris Russell, the hidden heir to the Russell Group.

But I kept that to myself.

Then Lysandra set me up at a Michelin-starred restaurant. With the manager's help, she placed a fake $450,000 bill in front of me and demanded humiliating photos to erase the debt.

They expected me to break.

Instead, I opened my phone and started a livestream.

By the time Lysandra learned who I was, the whole internet had seen her trap.

"Sign the Brooklyn house over to Isla. I'll cover your tuition next semester."

Gabriel didn't look up. Just sat there in his leather chair like he was doing me a favor.

My mother grabbed my sleeve. "She has depression, Rachel. She just needs a studio. Why are you making this so hard?"

I looked at her, then at him. That house was the only thing my father left me when he died. The only thing. And my stepbrother was sitting in his leather chair, offering me a trade like it was nothing.

"That house is the only thing my father left me," I said. "You know that."

Gabriel finally looked up. "I know. Sign anyway."

My mother tightened her grip on my sleeve. I shook her off.

"Give me the pen."

I signed. Grabbed my suitcase — packed for three days — and walked out.

I had nowhere to go. I didn't care.

In my family, "democracy" was just a gilded word for bullying.
Every time there was a conflict between me and my adopted sister, Ivy, my fiancé and my brother would settle it with a family vote.
The location of my marital home? I lost, 3-1.
The guest list for my wedding? I lost, 3-1.
 
And when Ivy wanted the massive south-facing master suite in my new house to build her walk-in closet?
"Let's vote to keep things fair," my fiancé, William, declared.
I was a rising architect at Boston's most prestigious firm, yet I didn't even have the right to design my own marital home.
The result was unanimous. The bride's bedroom would be half the size of the adopted sister's closet.
 
Out of more than a hundred family votes over the last ten years:
My fiancé's votes for me: Zero.
My own brother's votes for me: Zero.
 
I finally realized this game was rigged from the start. I didn’t say a word. I just packed my bags.
Let them play their little voting game without me.

For six years, I stood by Xavier Sterling through fifty-one failed proposals. Every single time, even with the ring in his hand, one phone call from his "fragile" foster sister was all it took for him to leave me standing alone.
On our six-year anniversary—the night of the fifty-second attempt—he abandoned me at the altar of our dinner table once again. His apology? A glass of strawberry champagne sent to my table. It was her favorite drink. For me, it was anaphylactic poison.
Staring at those pink bubbles, the love finally died.
I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn't used in six years.
"Send the jet," I said. "I'm done playing peasant."
Weeks later, Xavier found himself on his knees, begging the legendary heiress of the Verlin dynasty to save his crumbling company. That's when the horror hit him:
The untouchable queen looking down at him was the same "obedient" girl he had left behind.
I tightened my grip on my new fiancé’s arm and offered Xavier a cold smile.
"Mr. Sterling, your love was always cheap. But your regret? That's a luxury you can no longer afford."

Emily was taken at 15 when Alpha Riden killed her pack.
She fell in love with the alpha's son Ryan, but when he disappeared, her life got worse.
When ther here was no sign of the alpha and luna. Jeremy managed to save her.
But when alpha-ridden hunts Jeremy and her down. While Johnny decides to bring in an old friend.
Now she had to choose between revenge and love.

Synopsis – The Beloved and Pampered Wife from Childhood of the CEO
Genre: Contemporary Romance / Family Drama / Suspense

From childhood friends to reluctant soulmates, Kian Sutton and Elena Madison were bound together by an innocent promise and a secret marriage. As heirs to two of New York’s most powerful families, their paths were scripted from the beginning—until tragedy, betrayal, and painful choices tore them apart.

Years later, Elena returns to New York—not as the pampered heiress she once was, but as a quiet storm determined to uncover the truth behind her mother’s mysterious death and the web of corruption buried deep within the Sutton Foundation. She’s no longer the shy, obedient girl Kian once knew. And she’s certainly not here for love.

Kian, now the cold and commanding CEO of Sutton Enterprises, never expected to see the wife who vanished without a trace. But her reappearance shatters the careful order of his life. She’s still legally his. Still tied to him in ways that make his board nervous and his heart ache.

As Elena digs deeper, enemies from both their pasts begin to circle—some willing to destroy the Sutton legacy, and others desperate to bury the truth forever. Tensions rise. Old feelings resurface. And Kian must choose between protecting his empire or standing beside the woman who might burn it all down to uncover justice.

In a world of power, wealth, and betrayal, love may be their greatest liability—or their only way out.

She was spoiled and the only daughter of Italy’s most feared Mafia empire. But I was never supposed to fall for the one man paid to protect me.
Luca Bianchi. My father's most trusted bodyguard. A man with secrets darker than his tailored suits and eyes that have haunted me since I was sixteen. When threats close in and betrayal strikes from inside our mansion, my parents send me away with the one man I swore I hated.
But this isn’t just about stolen glances and red lace. Because someone is hunting me.
And Luca might be the only one who can save me.
He’s the bodyguard. I’m the heiress.
And in this deadly game of bullets and betrayal…
I might just be the one who gets claimed.

“Forget about everything else, Elyse,” Kyle said, his hand slipping into the waistband of his boxers. “Just you, me…and this moment.”
Elyse Thompson knew that Kyle MacGyver was his enemy, his competitor for the billion dollar Viker’s project. But lost in the throes of his rut, inside the closed space of the elevator, he has no choice but to rely on his worst enemy to help relieve his desires.
Just for one night, he told himself. After all, he was a committed man, someone with a stable partner, and Kyle was just…helping him. But that one night becomes an unforgettable memory that neither of them can deny and as desire burns hotter than loyalty, will Elyse be able to face his lover again, despite knowing that he now has growing feelings for his enemy? And has Kyle really been sincere with Elyse all this time, or is it just his ploy to make his enemy fall for him…and get rid of him for good?

Four million monthly!
For a nanny?
That's half of her Step mom's surgery money!" Disha's inner mind screamed.
"Is that really the amount you pay?" Disha asked.
"Yes and it's fixed, it can't be changed" Killian said.
"How do you... never mind" Disha said.
She had wanted to ask how he copes with the payment forgetting he's a billionaire and a philanthropist.
"I think that'll be the end of our conversation. You're to resume tomorrow" Killian said and Disha nodded.

She's a popular prostitute who would do anything to make her life better.
But life has another plan for her.
She met the popular billionaire who wanted her to work for him as his baby's nanny.
People were against him bringing her in. But what they don't know was that it was never her plan to be a prostitute.
While working for the billionaire she found out she's has fallen in love with him beyond control.
But what will happen when the billionaire's sister would do anything to get her killed?
Will she escape from the danger ahead?

"But, why are you driving me out of your mansion? You are my mate, why are you doing this to me, I thought you will be so…''

He interrupted. "Does it matter, do you think because I'm your mate, we will then, become lovers, get married and lived happily ever after, then, our lives will become a fairytale. Quit those thoughts and get your head straight to reality, beholding your sight alone is annoying, just forget that I'm ever your mate? I don't want to ever see you again."

"Why are you doing this, when…"

"If you don't understand a single word, I just said, should I throw you out this minute like some piece of trash before you understand me. I'm keeping you here in the meantime and that's just for today. Be prepared, so you can leave first thing tomorrow morning and I don't want to see you again."

Glimpsing at the Omega's expression was somewhat getting on his nerves, he will never tarnish his family, or his reputation because of him.

Never.


Liam Huxley is a twenty year old, a young handsome man, who comes from among the wealthiest family and suffered at the hands of his biological parents because he was an Omega and not an Alpha, when he was an heir to the pack. Even the Storm pack hated him for it and never accepted him. They mistreated him so much and he endured everything and hid it, within himself. He didn't want to disgrace his family, by exposing them and he fell in love with a beta, who loved him. Until, one day, he's had enough from his parents and decided to stay with his boyfriend, only to discover that he was cheating on him with his brother. Heartbroken and depressed, which almost resulted into suicide, he met the most handsome man, an Alpha, leader of the strongest pack, whom everyone feared, but he didn't give a damn about anyone and stretched out his hand to help him, only for him to find out that he had just fallen in doom and disastrous intricacies. Was this the only way to survive and endure the torture, to the extent of ruining someone's life.

“What do you think about him? Is he still bothering you?” Lucian asked me with a sadistic smile, his lips hovering in front of mine.

I chuckled and tried leaving, but he placed his hands on the walls, caging me. “Answer my damn question, Sonia. I don't have all day!” He growled, his hot breath fanning on my neck, increasing my wetness.

“Why are you asking, do you want to sack him from your company?” I asked Lucian with a stern voice, trying to act like I wasn't smitten by his possessiveness.

Lucian's eyes locked on mine, monitoring me closely. “No, sweetheart, I want to kill him! I am Lucian Smithfield, I have no rivals!”


After finding her fiancé cheating on her days before her wedding, Sonia Magnus got herself drunk and had a one-night stand with the cold-hearted billionaire, Lucian Smithfield. She was certain that he would never recognize her. However, not only did he recognize her, he also found himself wanting her for an unknown reason.

To protect herself from the scandalous rumors bound to surround her after a one-night stand with the CEO, Sonia agrees to a contract marriage with Lucian Smithfield; a one-year marriage devoid of emotions and bound by strict rules.

But as she spent days with the hottest man alive, Sonia slowly began to fall in love with him, and Lucian accepted her feelings.

Gawin, Lucian’s step-brother, also found himself attracted to her. And so Sonia must deal with her emotions, her career, and the dangerous game of power between two brothers hell-bent on destroying each other while trying to keep the secret surrounding her marriage to Lucian Smithfield. But how will she handle things when Gawin, her boss, keeps trying to win her over, and her husband, Lucian keeps interfering?

One Night. One Mistake. One Life Turned Upside Down.
I thought I was waiting for love. Instead, I got fucked by another man.
In the pitch-black room, drowned in a heady, spicy scent that made my head spin, I felt hands—urgent, scorching—searing my skin. His thick, pulsing cock pressed against my dripping cunt, and before I could gasp, he thrust hard, tearing through my innocence with ruthless force. Pain burned, my walls clenching as I clawed at his iron shoulders, stifling sobs. Wet, slick sounds echoed with every brutal stroke, his body unrelenting until he shuddered, spilling hot and deep inside me.
"That was amazing, Marcus." I managed to say.
"Who the fuck is Marcus?"
My blood turned to ice. And when the lights finally came on—Damien Sinclair stared back at me.CEO of Sinclair Industries.
The most untouchable man in New York.
My boss.
I ran from that hotel room humiliated and terrified, praying I would never see him again！
But weeks later, I woke up pregnant !
And suddenly, the cold, untouchable Damien demanded more than my attention—he demanded a contract, a marriage, a place in a world I had never belonged to.
He’s commanding, relentless, and impossible to read. I’m terrified of his power, yet every stolen glance, every accidental touch pulls me deeper. There’s no pretending anymore: we’re entwined, bound by a child neither of us expected, yet neither of us can resist.
There is no other choice for me but to chose this cage. My body also betrays me, craving the man who ruined me.
WARNING: Mature Readers Only

The first time Tyler laid eyes on Ellie, he thought she was a quiet, shy, introverted girl.

Then she opened her mouth and shattered that illusion.

“Are you trying to sleep with me? Why are you staring at me?”

After a night of passion, she woke up and calmly eyed his abs like she was appraising merchandise.

“Here’s your tip. Thank you for your work last night!” she smirked, a dollar bill tucked between her fingers.

Does she think I am a gigolo? Tyler sneered.

Then one day, a message from Ellie lit up his phone:

[I’m getting engaged. Are you going to take me away? Gigolo?]

He scrambled to his feet, rushing to the engagement ceremony.

This time, no one could stop him from taking her.

EXCERPT:
"You are mine!", he screamed at me with a scowl on his handsome face,
"I wasn't yours when you rejected me that morning", I tried my best to mirror his features but I failed miserably. He placed a small smirk on his face, his scowl leaving as he closed the gap between us and placed his hand on my waist, making a shiver run up my spine,
"You were always mine, Brea", he pulled me closer to him and buried his head in my neck, inhaling my scent and defying my personal space, "And you will always be mine". I felt his teeth scraping my shoulder blade- he was going to mark me and I didn't have the willpower to stop him...
"Mummy!", my son's voice snapped me out of my intoxicated trance and I took a quick step away from the man who had always been a stranger to me. I gathered my boy into my hands and placed him on my hip before looking towards the man again. He had shock written all over his face as he blinked vigorously,
"Is that...", he drew off,
"Ours? Yes", I wanted to lie to him, tell him the child in my arms wasn't his, maybe he would feel the same pain I felt the day he rejected me...


Brea Adler, rejected by her mate and her entire pack is forced to leave after she could not put up with it anymore. She ends up in another pack with an Alpha, Brennon Kane who treats her like a queen and they instantly fall in love.

What happens five years later when her mate and former Alpha, Jax Montero visits her new pack to discuss pack issues? What happens when he finds out she has a child for him?

The three alpha wolves who bullied me
never knew the truth.

I wasn't the quiet boy they tormented.

I was the girl hiding behind my dead brother's name.

And I was their fated mate.


For a year, I lived under my dead brother’s name, hiding my identity and my power.

But on my eighteenth birthday, everything changed.

My disguise shattered.
My power awakened.

And the broken boy they mocked became a legendary Lunar Shadow Wolf.

Now the three alphas who once humiliated me feel every scar they caused.

They want forgiveness.

Too bad.

Because the wolves who once bullied me?

They belong to me now.

And this time—

they’re the ones who will kneel.

Warning: Contains strong language, smuts, abuse and some really explicit content, please read at your risk. "Let go of me…" Arabella said. She grimaced, shaking her head. "Do you think I would let you go so easily?" He questioned, then tutted. Sandro's nostrils flared as he sniffed her hair wrapped in his hands, Vanilla and Strawberry. The innocent yet naughty scent he remembered her with. "That would never happen, Cara Mia." Arabella gasped as Sandro pressed his body into hers. She moved to shove him away but he grasped her hands and pinned them above her head before pointing the gun at her temple. Arabella shut her eyes tightly as the gun cocked. She inhaled and bit her tongue whilst saying her last prayer inwardly. She wanted to run far away from him. Away from the surface of the earth if possible. But she was certain no matter how far she went, he was going to find her. ------------------------------------- Arabella's life took a u-turn after falling into her enemy's hand. She should feel nothing for him, however. He made her lose all her senses, even her clothes. At the mercy of her foe, she discovers some secrets about him and wishes to unravel more, but got what she didn't bargain for. Alessandro, an Alpha werewolf assuming the identity of a mafia Lord. He was the most wanted criminal in COOAN, and his name incites fear in all werewolves' packs. He was a man fighting his demons and needs a saviour before he drowns. After a traumatic childhood event that left him scarred, Blaze often kept to himself and trusted no one until he met Arabella, whom he believed was the perfect mate sent to him by the moon's goddess. However, she was taken. The powerful urge to save her from her...

The masked stranger slammed into him with one devastating thrust, stretching Carter so perfectly he sobbed against the desk. “Fuck—yes, just like that!” he begged, hips slamming back as the masked alpha set a brutal rhythm, fisting his hair and stroking his cock in time.

“Finally mine, after all this time,” the man growled, then sank razor-sharp teeth into his neck and pleasure exploded through him like lightning.

Until the mask slipped and Dallas Cross, his childhood bully and bane of his existence, stared back with a vicious, satisfied smirk.

On the day Carter was supposed to propose to the love of his life, Carter walked in to find her in bed with his mortal enemy, Dallas Cross, wealthy heir of the Cross Group global empire.

One week later, a drunken club hookup leaves him marked, mated, and impossibly, pregnant with Dallas’s heir. The ruthless werewolf storms back into his life, demanding Carter pack his bags and move into the luxurious pack mansion to accept their unbreakable bond and carry his son… or watch his bankrupt family lose everything.

Trapped between red-hot hate, an unexpected pregnancy, and the tiny life already growing inside him, Carter faces an impossible choice.

His strict parents are pressuring him to forgive the cheating fiancée and save them from ruin. Meanwhile, Dallas’s possessive alpha instincts won’t let him go, blocking every escape, and whispering dark promises of protection, pleasure, and forever.

With every heated glare turning into uncontrollable lust and every denial crumbling under the mate bond, Carter must decide: run from the enemy who destroyed him… or surrender completely to the powerful alpha who now owns his body, his heart, and his fate.

A group of werewolves brutally killed Willow's friends in front of her. In extreme fear, a giant wolf with horns, Kaizen, appeared and tore the other werewolves to pieces and saved her. Willow fainted from shock, not knowing that the one who saved her was the prince of the wolf royal family, let alone that she was his destined mate.
Kaizen is the grandson of the King of Hell. When he calmed down, he realized that he had killed many of his own kind in an unconscious rage for a mortal he had never met. On this day, he went from a noble prince to a wanted wanderer. Willow knew nothing about this, let alone that there was a completely different supernatural world beside the highway.


“I know. To be honest, I’m just glad I got my mate.” He said touching my hair. “Sorry…. You’re really soft and Fuck Knows you’re so small… It’s calming.”
“I don’t mind.” I said quietly, and he looked like a kid that just tried candy for the first time…And I felt like this was the first time I’d ever had my head touched.
He pet my hair, gently dragging his hand down to my neck… His thumb on where he bit me should have been painful… but instead it was almost as if there was a connection that ran from my neck straight to my core… holy cow.
“I find it cute that you don’t swear much.” He commented smoothly….. he sounded a little huskier. “My urge to be marked by you is so strong, I can’t think straight….”

“Agapi (Love)” purrs a voice, a rich velvety voice as hot breath hits against my ear, sending shivers down my core making me whimper.

“Words Principessa (Princess)” comes another soft yet firm smack to my ass.

“Please” I whimper. My need for them growing.

“Please what?” asks another.

“What is it that you want? Say it Neonata (Baby Girl)” commands the dominating voice in the group.

“Take me! I can’t bare it any longer” I cry. Tears threatening to fall from behind the blindfold.

“See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” asks one of the voices, as I suddenly hear the smirk behind it.


Isabella Moretti has always been a Princess. That is until her father seeks the help from four powerful men. Lucus, Grant, Alex and Tony are these men. Not only are they powerful but also leading men of the Mafia, each dominating in the office, streets, and bedroom. From wanting what they want to sharing just about everything.

Broke and endanger, Isabella has no choice but to marry not 1 but 4 of these powerful men, each offering pleasure in ways she could only dream of. But with 2 other families after her, can Isabella survive the madness? Or does acknowledging one’s deepest desires prove to be much, forever ruined by these notorious men?

“I reject you Marian Storm!” Those were the words she could never have dreamed to hear from the Alpha heir to her father’s pack.
And certainly not at the New Year’s Moon celebration, in front of the whole pack.
Leaving the pack compound that had been her prison for three years, Marian was heartbroken and determined never to return. But she knew she would, she must.
After her rejection, the only desire left in her life was to kill the Alpha who had taken over her father’s pack, failing that, she would leave the pack and become a rouge wolf.
She returns home for Christmas to attend her fallen family’s memorial service. On Christmas Eve, during the pack’s mistletoe ceremony, she receives a gift she never expected, a gift no one wanted – Reyland, the biological son of the Alpha she has sworn to kill.
Would this gift given to her by the moon goddess help Marian fulfill her desire to reclaim her pack, or would it stir up new passions within her broken heart and consume her instead?

My mate was coursed to forbidden to meet me before I turned 18.

The smell of sandalwood and lavender invades my senses, and the smell is getting stronger.
I stand up and close my eyes then I feel my body slowly start to follow the scent.
I open my eyes to meet a pair of gorgeous grey eyes staring back into my green/hazel ones.
At the same time the word “Mate” comes out of our mouths,
and he grabs me and kisses me until we must stop for air.
I’ve found my mate already. I can’t believe it.
Wait. How is this possible when I don’t have my wolf yet?
You can’t find your mate until you have your wolf.
This doesn’t make any sense.

My name is Freya Karlotta Cabrera, daughter of Alpha of the Dancing Moonlight pack, I am ready of coming of age, get my wolf and find my mate. My parents and brother constantly push me to be together with our pack’s Beta. But I know he is not my mate. One night, I fall asleep and meet my fated mate in my dream, his name is Alexander, I don’t know which pack he belongs to, maybe this is just a dream and when I wake up, everything will disappear.

But when I wake up in the morning, I somehow know the dream is true, I find my mate before getting my wolf.

I am Alexander, the Alpha Lycan King, and my mate Freya calls me Alex. After a century’s looking, I finally meet my mate, but I have to wait until she turns 18 or gets her wolf(whichever one comes first) before, I can present myself to her in person. The whole thing is because of something my 10x great-grandfather did that offended the Moon Goddess.

I know Freya is very special, maybe she is one of ours, everything will be known on the night of her shift.

Will Freya be able to handle everything?
With her birthday approaching so does the dangers lurking?

Rogue！Murder！Lunatic！
He's trying to kill our Alpha and Luna！They said.
Cursed by the moon goddess, I say!
Until I met my mate...

Mate! Lucas cackled, high and insane in his mind. Our mate!!
Daphne shrieked as the wolf leaped at her and tackled her to the ground. She stared up at the wolf looming over her, frozen in terror.
She hissed at the pain in her neck as he removed its paw from her throat and stepped back just a bit.
He growled, low and almost tender, “Mate.”
Oh goddess, he was looking for his mate? He was going to kill her.
“P-Please don’t k-kill me…” She pleaded, “P-Please, I…”
The wolf flinched and trembled, “No. No. I wouldn’t-- Never-- I’m sorry…”
Daphne wasn’t sure what to make of his sudden change in tone and demeanor. He took half a step back.
“Are you hurt? Lemme see your wounds” Daphne asked worriedly.
“Aren’t you… Aren’t you afraid of me?”
She shrugged, “Not so long as your paws stay off my neck.”
His face heated and his stomach clenched nervously. Even Lucas seemed anxious about it.
“I’m sorry. I-I’m really sorry. I-I thought you were an enemy. I didn’t-- I

"Tell me your observations, Alpha Azriel," I asked, not daring to look into those eyes—I might drown in them, especially since my mind couldn't think of anything other than his length.
I'm curious how it would feel to be taken by them all. Gosh, I've completely lost it—this is not me.
He exhaled lazily. "She is the one getting pleasure, not us."
My gaze shifted toward the others, and they nodded in agreement. It made sense; she had been the only one reacting. Then it hit me. Axel had reacted. I turned to him. "Axel, you're already improving. That means you won't be participating in the treatment anymore," I said with a small smile.
His brows tightened in irritation. "I'm not healed, Doctor… I still have difficulty getting my release."
I rolled my eyes. "Cut the crap, Axel. You reacted during the session—that's a clear sign of improvement."
He let out a soft chuckle. "The reason I reacted…" his gaze locked on mine, "…was because I was imagining you in her place."


Alessia, a Luna and skilled doctor, is trapped in a humiliating marriage to her Alpha mate. Her life takes a turn when she's assigned to treat a VIP patients with a sensitive condition—only to discover her patients are the ruthless triplet Alphas from a rival pack.
Their vulgar behavior pushes her to her limits. When she tries to quit, they refuse, claiming she knows too much.
Instead, they offer a deal: be their exclusive doctor for one month, and they'll disappear from her life forever. Desperate, she agrees—unaware that she has just signed a deal that would destroy everything she knew as a virtuous wife.
What dark secrets are the triplets truly hiding? what will become of Alessia when she uncovers them?

I don’t believe for a second that Roman’s so-called “protection” is really for my sake. He keeps warning me about danger and enemies, trying to scare me off, but I refuse to back down. The pull between us is undeniable—intense, electric. I’d rather walk into the fire than let him go. Still, jealousy twists inside me whenever I think about Regina. I can’t help but wonder if Roman truly cares for me, or if I’m just another casualty in his chaotic world. The harder he pushes me away, the more determined I am to stay. Even if I’m scared, I have to take the risk—to see if I really matter to him.


"I'm sorry, for everything." His voice was sincere and his intoxicating breath brushed against my face and I staggered back a step. "I know I hurt you, though, that certainly wasn't my intention but I'm trying to protect you."
"Protect me from what?" I hissed.
"Me." He said coldly. He glared back. Finally provoked.
Are you kidding me? This was his excuse? Really? I rolled my eyes and stood up, my jaw clenched tight. "Can you at least try to be original?"
"Nuru, I can't be with you, not only is it not safe for you because in my job I piss a lot of people off," he insisted, speaking slowly. He sounded annoyed."...a third of those people want me dead, half of those would do anything to get to me — even go as far as hurt the people I care about." He shook his head with a grimace.
I wondered if I shouldn't be scared that people would want to hurt me if I continued to be in Roman's presence; instead I felt uncomfortable, the thought of staying away from him would hurt me more. The idea of abandoning Roman for a lifetime without him was repulsive to me. It made me sick. There was a connection between us I was sure only came once in a lifetime. I wouldn't leave him for anything. So why should this be any different? And a smile curved my lips. He'd admitted he cared about me — not in so many words, but still I felt a surge of pleasure.
"You had no problem with being with that stupid girl, Regina," I mumbled, wondering how much of my anxiety he could read. How much of my jealousy.
His face turned cold, expressionless. "You can't seriously compare this, us... to what I shared with"

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT. RATED 18+. 90% STEAMY

Selene never expected the thick darkness her life was about to plunge into. A young, new-adult wolf raised under the strict expectations of her aging father and the proud legacy of her ancestors, she’s lived by every rule—rules meant to keep her from losing to the rival dynasty threatening to claim the throne from her family, the prestigious Ravencrofts.

But the one person she thought would protect her shatters her instead.
Her father’s cold, public humiliation cuts deeper than any enemy’s blade, all because of the one flaw she can’t control—her heat. It surges too often, too powerfully, even outside mating season… and now it’s a curse she can’t escape.

Broken and burning for release, Selene seeks reckless oblivion in the city’s most dangerous den of demons—a forbidden club dripping with sin and shadow. There, she collides with a sinfully irresistible stranger drawn to the wild, unrestrained heat she can’t hide. One night is all it takes for him to brand himself into her body and soul—a night of decadent, breathless pleasure she’ll never forget.

But when the haze fades, Selene learns the devastating truth.

The man who consumed her?

Her older sister’s Alpha husband.

He’s already tasted her. He wants more. And he’ll stop at nothing—no law, no loyalty, no taboo—to claim her completely.

Now Selene is caught in a storm of forbidden desire, torn between resisting the man who could ruin her and surrendering to the sinful pull that could destroy them both. Because the only thing more dangerous than his touch… is how much she wants it.

Is it a sin to love? If secret love is a sin I am willing to accept whatever is at stake.

I'm Marina Daughn Welch, who will pretend to be the wife of my twin's fiancé.

"You're ours now, Amaya. No running this time."
After escaping a breeding facility that used her body to create hybrid soldiers, Amaya forges a new identity and hides in a quiet werewolf-human town, posing as a college student.
She just wants peace, normalcy — control. But on her first week, she meets thre students — heirs of the most powerful packs in the nation — and the unthinkable happens.
They all whisper the same word: "Mate."
Her wolf awakens. Her heat ignites. And the forbidden bond between them spirals into chaos.
As Amaya hidden powers grow, so does the danger. The Werewolf Council calls her existence an abomination and demands her death. Her mates refuse to let her go — even if it means starting a war.

Desiree the human girl clocks eighteen and finds out that she is extra-ordinary--an Elven princess. A secret her parents had been hiding from her.
She endures being bullied in school because of her smallish and calm nature. She is yet to discover herself and embrace her true powers, when she stumbles upon her new mates, Triplet Alphas who are half human half angel, ghost and incubus.
They chase after her and make her the envy of the whole school.
She tries to avoid them but finally accepts them in the end and they help her to harness her power in the fullest means.....

"Harrison, save me!" I clung to the phone, my last thread of hope trembling in my voice.

After a pause, a sweet, syrupy voice came through: "Luci, Harrison just finished with me. He's too tired to move right now." Summer's words dripped with venom. "If you have any self-awareness at all, stop bothering him and just go die!"

I'm Luci Lane. I once loved Harrison Forrester with everything I had—from age seventeen until the day I finally gave up. I followed him for years, proposed to him, even got a marriage certificate with him. But in his eyes, I was nothing more than an annoying pest he couldn't shake off.

The night we accidentally slept together, he left before dawn and never mentioned it again. I became pregnant with his son, Eden, but before I could tell him, I was kidnapped to Villa Coronela in South America. For three years, I endured hell—torture, branding, near-death experiences—while Harrison never came looking for me. Because to him, I had simply "run away from the wedding."

When I finally escaped and returned to Los Angeles, I wanted only one thing: divorce. But Harrison had other plans. His beloved Summer needed a kidney transplant, and he decided mine would do perfectly. He forced me onto an operating table, ready to carve out my organs for the woman he truly loved.

What Harrison didn't know was that the woman he'd been desperately searching for these past three years—the one whose scent he couldn't forget, the one who'd made him tremble that night—was me all along.

Now he's realized his mistake. Now he says he loves me. Now he's begging for forgiveness.

But as I told him: "You're really out of luck, because I will never love you again for the rest of my life."

Some hearts, once broken, can never be mended. Some second chances come too late.

Yet as I walked away from him that night, I didn't see the way his hands trembled, or the desperation growing in those deep blue eyes. I didn't know that Harrison Forrester—the man who controlled an empire, who never begged for anything—was about to do something that would change everything.

Because some men don't know what they have until it's gone. And some will burn the whole world down trying to get it back.

Elara Hale has always been the weak twin…the forgotten sister born sick and frail while Lora lived the life meant for both of them. But on their eighteenth birthday, Elara dies…and fate rewrites itself.

Brought back from death by Alpha Lucien Veynar’s mark, the rival her brothers despise. Elara awakens as something more than human. The White Wolf. A creature of prophecy.

Now hunted by witches, torn between loyalty to her brothers and the bond that ties her to Lucien, Elara must learn to wield the power that once cursed her.

Because when the moon rises again, only the White Wolf can save them all.

“Move, Princess.”

“Eat the chicken, Captain.”

To escape her toxic adopted family, Princess takes a high-paying job babysitting a wealthy family's “problem child.” But the kid isn't a toddler—he's Adnan, the university's legendary, ice-cold hockey captain.

Forced to live in his luxury penthouse, Princess clashes with the stubborn giant, matching his icy glares step for step. But as their forced proximity ignites a dangerous, electric attraction, her dark past catches up with her.

When a bitter runway rival tries to destroy her dream of becoming a supermodel, an explosive backstage confrontation uncovers a shocking twenty-year-old secret: Princess isn't an unwanted orphan. She's the long-lost billionaire heiress to an entire fashion empire.

With high society turning against them, can the captain and his princess conquer both the ice and the runway?

A high-tension, forced-proximity sports romance by ALLROSES.

Lumíria is a Sucubbus who has the mission to take the sexual energy form Vinicius Sabino, a Capoeira practitionar boys who is very resistent to the demons temptation. The succubus apprentice tries everything to gain his trust and virginity, even facing her traumas from the past.

The ruthless Lycan king never anticipated the feelings for her.

He murdered her parents and kidnapped her—she was supposed to be a tool for his kingdom's empowerment. Now, he'll stop at nothing to protect her, even if it means spilling blood.


A figure waited in the shadows. He smirks upon hearing that a baby girl had been born of both a Kolana wolf and a Mattra wolf. He had in his mind to kidnap the baby and kill the parents, the whole pack, if necessary. He knew this baby could bring him more power than ever imaginable.

He drew his dagger out of its sheath on his hip and struck fast swiftly and quietly plunged the dagger into the Alpha's heart and turned his attention to the Luna.

He smiled and disappeared into the shadows with his prize.


He named the baby girl Symphony.

By the time that Symphony was quickly becoming an adventurous child. She had grown an attachment to Alexander over the past year and soon followed him everywhere. She loved to sit in his office while he was working.

He hated the fact that things had begun to change in his mind about her since she was growing up.

Knowing that he caused Symphony pain was more than he could stand. He really was starting to care for her more than just the need for power but as someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

He didn't understand these feelings. This felt stronger than that.

If Lycans could have mates, Alexander swore this is what it would feel like.


Symphony is a wolf who is the only one of her kind, a hybrid Kolana/Mattra wolf. She has special abilities that put her in the crosshairs of many who want to use her because of her powers.

Alexander is the king of the lycans who kidnapped Symphony as a baby, using her powers to make him the most powerful and feared king and rule the world.

I once thought my fate was sealed—Alpha Damien’s mate, the future Luna, the pride of the pack.
But a carefully orchestrated betrayal shattered my world.
The mate I loved chose another. The pack I devoted myself to cast me aside. The future I believed in was nothing more than a gilded cage.
When the truth was revealed, I did not cry. I did not beg. I stayed silent—then I vanished.
But my disappearance was not an escape. It was my rebirth.
The world thought I was dead. They had no idea I was only growing stronger, colder, unstoppable.
Now, I have returned.
Not as his Luna.
But as his destruction.

“I’m not gonna help you hunt down my only friend!” She huffed, crossing her arms.
“It’s not a request Fidelia.” He warned, making sure to keep eye contact. “It’s an order, from your Alpha!”
“Screw you!” She shrieked. “Don’t you dare try and use your stupid Alpha power to extort information from me!”
“You know she wasn’t human, didn’t you?” He accused.
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Nessa has spent her whole life running and hiding from unknown forces within the supernatural community. She finally believed she had found a home within the Orion Valley Pack. The pack is happy to accept her within their community, believing her to be a mere human acquaintance of the Alpha's and for once. Until the Alpha's son returns to take over from his father. He is a mighty Alpha and she is dirty, weak human - how dare she try to tempt the new Alpha. Furious, he has her thrown into the cells and refuses to believe she is his destined mate. Heartbroken and terrified of her fate if she stays near such a terrifying and psychotic wolf, Nessa does what she knows best - she runs and vows to never step foot near the Orion Valley Territory ever again. Little does she know the pull of the Mate Bond and how strongly her Alpha feels the need to have her; he will hunt her down and bring her back - She is the other half of his soul and he can't be apart from her!

Duke Orion von Hawthorne is feared by kingdoms, yet cursed with one weakness—he cannot produce an heir. Only a Velaryn woman can break that curse.
He never expected to find one in the Dark Forest.
Sylvara Nyx, wild and painted in gold, fights him like a cornered starfire beast. She is powerful. Untamed. Dangerous. And Orion takes her captive, determined to claim what he believes is his.
But what if the woman he captured… is the one thing he can never keep?

A romantic, mystical tale of healing, sacrifice, and rediscovery. Set in a landscape where myth still stirs the earth, the story follows those brave enough to restore what was broken. The atmosphere is lyrical and ancient, steeped in fog, stones, and the pulse of forgotten magic.
In Regency England, where powdered wigs, whispered alliances, and ancestral estates shape destinies, Isabelle Greystone is content to remain on the fringes—more scholar than debutante. But when she meets the enigmatic Lucien Fenwick at the Farthingale Ball, something ancient stirs. A memory. A recognition. A bond forged long before their first glance.
Lucien is no ordinary man. An Alpha heir to a hidden bloodline of werewolves, he’s haunted by visions of a woman he vowed to find—even if it took centuries. When fate places Isabelle in his path, the threads of the past tighten, revealing a secret buried beneath generations: the Accord—a magical covenant forged by eight ancient bloodlines to protect the balance between worlds.
But the Accord is breaking.
Together with Isabelle’s cousin Lydia, a seer awakening to her own Fae legacy, and a sea-bound prince tied to the forgotten kings of Dál Riata, they begin a perilous journey to uncover the truth of their origins, unlock sacred stones, and battle a rising darkness led by the immortal and corrupted Duval.
Spanning windswept moors, forgotten ruins, and enchanted dreams, Veilbound weaves real history with myth and romance. It is a story of love lost and found, of ancient magic buried beneath reason, and of souls bound by destiny across lifetimes.
The worlds are merging. The blood remembers.

---The game between Alpha and his Huntress mate---
---Who can be the final winner?---
---Who loses her/his heart in the game?---

“You know you never told me why you had those numbers,” Rogan said, “Do they mean something special?”
“We get them assigned, but I was able to decide mine,” I said.
“Oh? Why 110 then?” Rogan kept asking.
I smiled a little, and Rogan looked at me confused.
“It … it was my father’s number,” I said.
“I … I wanted to honour him, you know.
Rogan squeezed my hand and I looked up at him and smiled.
“You were a great hunter,” he said. “But now you need to be a great Luna.”


Her number is 110, her name was rarely used. But she indeed has a beautiful name, Serena. Serena lost her family at a very young, she hated all of the werewolves who ruin her life. When she was sent to kill the most powerful Alpha Rogan, Serena didn’t have any hesitation, Alpha Rogan must be killed.

Alpha Rogan caught the most unexpected prey, his mate, a little huntress. To deal with her was much more difficult than killing his enemies with blood. He knew she hated him and he himself should stay away from her. But he just couldn’t, he wanted his mate so much and never wanted to hurt her.

Edward Milano just couldn't stop thinking about Ariana Alexandre, the innocent nineteen-year-old he bedded for one night.

The look on her face when he told her the next morning that it was nothing but a one night stand, still haunted him. He wants her again because no matter how many women he has slept with, they couldn't satisfy the way she did.

Fast forward to six years and there she is, working in the company he bought. Aiden wants to win her back, no matter what.

But she hates him. Not only that but she's got secrets. Secrets that can ruin him for good.

“You owe me once. When are you going to pay it back?”
It was said that the reserved and noble Michael Johnson had no interest in women. But he wanted to spend a night with this woman.
Diana Garcia felt extremely regretful.
When she woke up in the morning, she felt her body extremely weak
Michael, however, smiled so cunningly. “Diana, we’ll continue tonight.”

Betrayed. Three years of love dead in an instant. I walked in on Adrian fucking my stepsister Sophia in the parking garage—her legs wrapped around him, his BMW fogged and rocking, her smirk cruel and triumphant.

"Better than her?" she moaned.

"So much better," he grunted.

My world shattered. Then everything fell apart: my father framed, his suicide attempt, suffocating medical bills. Drunk and broken, I let Sebastian—a cold, dominant billionaire—take me hard.

Next morning, a six-month contract: he erases my debts, saves my father, and I'm his property—his to own, his to fuck, whenever he pleases.

I thought it was just a deal, never expecting it hid a twenty-year bond. By day, a cold, untouchable Wall Street tycoon. By night, feral, insatiable, rough yet worshipful—consumed by a decades-long obsession.

He destroys my enemies, uncovers every lie, keeps me locked in his grip. When he drives into me, deep and relentless, his voice ragged against my neck: "I've been searching for you for twenty years, Emma. This cunt is mine. This body is mine. Every fucking breath you take belongs to me. Don't you dare run."

This deal-born possession—ruin or fate? The truth hits: he's loved me all along, waited, burned, just to claim me completely.