Maryangel

*From the werewolf clan a goddess was born, born as a punishment to the werewolf clan for ruining the joint world. 'From their hands, the joint world was ruin, from their hands the ruined world shall be united again.' She would rule along side the lord, the son of the god of the world who has come to rule forever. A mate to the silver-haired lord: A silver couple with Silver eyes, and hairs coupled with peace and power. Greater than all and yet lives with all.* *************Blurb************ Katrina's not-so-perfect life changed drastically on her 18th years birthday becoming even worst than before. She had gone to her mate's house to celebrate her new age and adulthood hoping he would finally mate her since he had promised to mate her when she turn 18. But just like glasses could be broken easily, promises can be broken as well, easily without stress. When she arrived at her mate's house, she was shocked to see him having sex with three female werewolves. He didn't bother to stop instead he insulted her for being ugly and having a weak wolf. She was hurt. She shifted into her wolf form and ran into the wood since she can't run back home in her wolf form to avoid insult and ridicule from the pack because of her wolf's ugly form. The pack respect pretty wolves and treat the ugly ones like outcasts. In the wood, she heard an alpha voice call her wolf, out of curiosity she went to answer the call only to meet a dead being in a coffin box. ****""" **""Excerpt**"" I opened my eyes to see myself in a dimly lit room, a big box was staying a little distance away from me. I couldn't make out what is in it or how huge it is. It was old and dusty. My first thought was, get up and run but I knew better than to do it. Even at that, I was also curious to see what is inside the box. I got up and begin to trade towards it. As I approach I can feel my heart swiftly beating but I was determined to see the end of it. It is only when I was an inch close that I realized that the thing wasn't an ordinary box rather it was a coffin. "Oh my God! What could a coffin be doing here." I exclaimed inwardly feeling dread pervading my entire body. This is a bad idea. I should have listened to my wolf. I should have resisted the force earlier. I grumbled but it was too late already. I heard a slight movement inside the coffin and I froze. I couldn't run, my feet were stuck. After some time the coffin opened. And here we go again! My curiosity peeks in, rising to the highest peak and I find myself treading towards it. I wanted to see what was inside the coffin, and I did. Reaching the coffin box, I saw a corpse lying in it. Its skin is dried up and only his skeletal bone could be seen. The structures of the bones were visible under his dried skin. His fang poking out. The sight was disgusting and dreadful, and I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I felt like puking. My heart flew out of my chest when I saw the skeleton move, I screamed, yelling loudly in fear as the hand grab me and pulled me in, making me lie above him. His eyes open and stare right into mine. "Audrey," He groans as he opens his mouth and sank his fangs into my neck, biting directly at the spot where my mate mark should be. I heard my wolf cry. "I have been waiting for you." He murmured before my eyes close as my consciousness drift away from me.

You can't escape me Desmond! I am coming for you! Morgan Teddison Donahue, a seven-year-old boy watched as his uncle murdered his family and do away with his family properties. He managed to escape from being killed by his uncle but unfortunately, his dad's most trusted men shot him instead of helping him escape. But before he died he promise to get back at them. Years later, the boy now a handsome young man came back to get his revenge but he have to get his uncle's trust first and to know how the mafia works before he could strike. He pretended to be someone else thereby working for his uncle and using another person to impose as himself. Unknown to his uncle Desmond the person he was chasing after and doing everything he could to kill wasn't the true Donahue but rather one of the men working for him. What happened when the truth was revealed and his uncle find out that the man he was after isn't his nephew but a stranger? Was his uncle able to know that his nephew is one of the men working for him? Did he succeed in getting his revenge and family properties back?

He frowned, and held her in his hands, his claws digging into her neck. "How could it be? How could the moon goddess play such a trick on him? Of all the people he could be mated to, why does it have to be the kings daughter?The daughter of the man who made life miserable for him." He was hurt. He was in pain. He was in turmoil. But worst, he was angry at the Goddess for doing that to him. For mating him with her. The princess, daughter of King Archbald is his only ticket to revenge.And right now, she's n his mercy. But the moon goddess have to be cruel. If he hurt her, he hurt himself. And if he killed her , he killed his mate. He didn't hurt only the king but himself too. "No!!" He yelled. " Why ,goddess? Why!?".... He howl as his hold tightened up on her neck.. He's Gonzalez Farkas Quin. The alpha prince of Nehemedia pack and a slave to King Archibald, the king of the human world. ....... The alpha prince of Nehemedia pack was captured while running in the wood in his wolf form and sold to a human king. He subjected him to different torture and pain in order to make the young wolf submissive to him. For ten years, the prince was under slavery in the human world. He hated them and kill any human who he lend his hand on. One day, the kings daughters came back to the kingdom and was taken to the room where he was kept as a means of entertainment to them. Unfortunately, the kings last daughter out of excitement of seeing a life wolf clumsily fell on top of him and was seized by him. He felt elated, that the gods has finally answered his prayers by bringing his enemies to his feet. At least now he could hit back on the king where it would pain him the most even if he has to die. He was determined to kill her but to his greatest chagrin. She Is his mate. How unfortunate!! Knowing this , he was now left in a turmoil state. what would he do? Would he let her go after everything the king did to him? Or would he get his revenge, even though she's mated to him?"

For two years, I was Alpha Jase Davenport's loyal assistant and secret bed-warmer. Because I was a wolfless Omega, I trusted his empty promises instead of instincts I didn't possess. Then, a push notification from a notorious gossip blog shattered my world. Jase was pictured in Paris, his hand intimately resting on the waist of my cruel stepsister, Kira. The headline screamed that he was finally claiming his fated Luna. Before I could even process the betrayal, Jase texted me a cold command to update his schedule, treating me like a soulless employee. Immediately after, my mother called to gloat. "Did you honestly believe an Alpha like Jase would settle for a defective creature like you?" She threatened to freeze my late father's Pack trust fund unless I agreed to marry an abusive, elderly Alpha to be his breeding mare. If I refused, I would be cast out as a penniless stray, easy prey for any Rogue. I was nothing but a convenient placeholder to Jase, and a piece of livestock to my own family. They thought they had me completely cornered, ready to steal my inheritance and leave me to die. But as the panic subsided, a cold clarity took its place. My father's will only required a legal mating bond to unlock my millions; it never said my family had to approve of the groom. I wiped my tears, opened my laptop, and searched for a disgraced, debt-ridden Rogue named Babe Vincent. If I needed a husband on paper to secure my freedom, I was going to buy one.

As a wolfless charity case at the Hyde Pack's celebration, my world shattered when Braydon, my supposed protector, publicly announced Katherine Parrish as his Luna, erasing me. Heartbroken, I fled into a terrifying contract marriage with Alpha King Dallas Marshall for protection. Braydon's public assault and threats forced me to reveal my secret marriage, challenging the King. My "protection" felt like a prison. Braydon revealed I was a "key" to power, not a mate, confirming my fears. Enraged by my attempt to take a morning-after pill, Dallas forced me to swallow it, then branded my lips with a furious kiss. His chilling silence hardened my resolve. I immediately drafted an addendum to our contract, setting strict boundaries to reclaim control.

Zarelle Feymere-heiress to the most powerful werewolf dynasty in the world-made one mistake: she fell for an Alpha who saw her as nothing more than a rare blood bag. For three years, she endured the humiliation of a loveless mating, her veins tapped like a commodity to sustain the woman Calden Ashmoor truly loved, Thessaly. His fated mate, who rejected him to marry his brother. When a web of lies and betrayal is uncovered, Zarelle does the unthinkable: she walks away. Now, stripped of her disguise as a docile omega, the true daughter of the Missatian Pack returns to claim her birthright-and her revenge. Calden always thought he'd married a nobody. He never expected his discarded mate to come back as a queen.

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. "You're angry?" he growls. "Angry enough to commit murder," she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.

He left her on the streets. His brother-in-law picked her up. and made her his wife. On the day her ex, Mark, married the wealthy socialite Bella, Elena was thrown out with nothing but the clothes on her back-humiliated, broken, and utterly alone. Until Eric Thompson appeared. Bella's older brother. Mark's powerful brother-in-law. And the most feared Alpha in the city. He offered her a hand when no one else would. Then, he offered her a deal: A marriage in name only. A shield against her past. A chance to rebuild. Elena accepted, expecting a cold arrangement between strangers. But behind closed doors, Eric's carefully guarded control unraveled-and so did hers. Their chemistry was explosive, their nights intense, and the lines between business and pleasure blurred beyond recognition. He was the one man she could never have. and the only one she couldn't resist. But when Mark realizes what he truly lost, and Bella discovers the secret behind her brother's bride, Elena must decide: Is this just a contract? Or is this the love she was always meant to fight for?

I thought nothing could hurt more than being betrayed by my mate, until I found out he married my friend behind my back! One night. One mistake. One unforgettable encounter with the one wolf I was never meant to touch: The cold, dangerous Alpha. My ex's sexy older brother. It was supposed to be meaningless. Then I woke up marked. and very much not alone. Turns out, the real danger wasn't sleeping with the wrong brother... It's that he never planned to let me go.

I was a wolfless Omega, sold to the powerful Blackwood Pack to save my bankrupt family from ruin. But on my wedding day, as I walked down the aisle alone, my groom didn't show up. Braden, the Alpha heir, had abandoned me at the altar. He boarded a private jet with his scentless human mistress, leaving me to face the cruel mockery of the most powerful Alphas in North America. To clean up his mess, the Dowager Luna offered me two humiliating replacements to fulfill our sacred marriage treaty: a brute who despised me, or a trembling coward who couldn't even look me in the eye. The pack members sneered, publicly screaming that I was nothing but "leftovers" and a rejected stray. They expected me to lower my head, accept their scraps, and remain a pathetic pawn in their political games. They thought a fragile, wolfless girl would just break down and cry. But a white-hot pride ignited in my soul. I refused to be their victim. I rejected both of their pathetic options and pointed directly at the most terrifying man in the room—the Lycan King himself. "I demand a replacement. I choose him." I didn't just escape humiliation; I forced the ruthless King to make me his Queen. Now, I am the Luna of the entire pack, wielding the power to control their fate, and stepmother to the coward who threw me away. It's time to teach these beasts exactly who they are dealing with.

Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.

I was the Luna of the Silvermoon Pack, bound in a political marriage to Alpha Jace for three miserable years. But because I was a "wolfless" runt, he never touched me. Instead, he moved his late brother's widow and her bratty son into my wing, publicly treating her as his true mate. He let her son destroy my parents' only surviving photograph and demanded I apologize to the boy. When my cruel grandmother summoned us to the Winter Solstice Conclave—a deadly trial—Jace knew I would be brutally tortured if I arrived without my Alpha. Yet, he chose to stay home to comfort his mistress over a fake stomach ache. "I never wanted a wolfless mate," he had sneered, abandoning me. He handed me over to the Blackwood Pack's Terrace of Correction. Forced to my knees, the silver-laced stone burned my flesh while the blizzard froze my blood. As my vision darkened, I realized he had intentionally sent me here to die. I had swallowed my pride for three years, hiding my true identity and the signed rejection papers I had tricked him into signing, only to be thrown away like trash for another woman's fake tears. Just as I prepared to let the darkness take me, the impenetrable iron gates of the Keep were obliterated by a massive black Maybach. Baron, my terrifying Lycan cousin, stepped into the storm and scooped my scorched body into his arms. "Short every stock tied to the Silvermoon name," he ordered into his phone, his eyes locked on my abusers. "I want Jace begging on his knees by sunrise."

For years, I belonged to him. Not his mate. Not his love. But his bedmate. His Gamma. His shadow in the night. Alpha Calhoun made sure no man dared touch me, no wolf dared look at me. I was his possession, his secret, his sin wrapped in skin. And I endured it all-his rough hands, his dark devotion, his kisses that tasted like fire and chains because at least, for a while, he was mine. Until she returned. His destined mate. His so-called true love. And suddenly, I was nothing. Cast aside, silenced, left to wither in the shadows of a love that had never been mine to claim. But the thing about being claimed by a man like Calhoun. is that he never truly lets you go. "Try to leave me, Elodie," his voice had been a snarl against my throat, his grip bruising my waist. "I'll burn down every border, tear apart every wolf that stands in my way, until you crawl back to me. You're mine, even if the Moon Goddess herself wants to rip you away." He didn't know then that I already had one foot out the door. And when I finally left his pack. I took more than just my broken heart with me.