In a world where the moon controls the tides of fate, a young Lycan named Akira discovers she's the last living heir of a ancient bloodline. With her destiny intertwined with the mysterious and powerful Lycan King, Cormac, Akira must navigate the treacherous landscape of Lycan politics and ancient magic. As the next full moon approaches, Akira and Cormac must confront their forbidden attraction and work together to prevent a catastrophic war between Lycans and humans.
Akira's eyes fluttered open, her gaze met with the familiar sight of her small, cluttered bedroom. She lay in bed, her mind foggy, trying to shake off the vivid dream that lingered in her mind. The memory of a majestic, moonlit forest, and a pair of piercing yellow eyes, refused to fade.
She tossed aside the covers and swung her legs over the side of the bed, planting her feet firmly on the ground. The wooden floor creaked beneath her weight, a comforting sound that reminded her of her childhood.
Akira stood, stretching her lithe frame, her joints cracking in protest. She padded across the room, her bare feet making barely a sound on the worn floorboards. The morning sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the space.
Her gaze drifted to the old, ornate mirror hanging on the wall. She approached it, her reflection staring back at her. Akira's eyes narrowed, studying her features. Her hair, a wild tangle of black locks, cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Her eyes, an unsettling shade of green, seemed to gleam in the morning light.
She turned away from the mirror, her attention drawn to the small, leather-bound book lying open on her nightstand. The pages, yellowed with age, revealed intricate, hand-drawn symbols that danced across the parchment. Akira's fingers trailed over the markings, feeling an inexplicable connection to the ancient text.
The sound of footsteps echoed outside her room, growing louder with each passing moment. Akira's heart quickened, her senses on high alert. She knew that gait, the heavy tread that accompanied it.
Her door creaked open, and a towering figure filled the frame. Kaito, her guardian, stood before her, his rugged features etched with concern. "Akira, we need to talk," he said, his deep voice low and urgent.
Julie's eyes, a deep, piercing brown, locked onto hers, her gaze intense. Akira felt a shiver run down her spine, her instincts screaming at her to be cautious. She knew that look, the one that said something was wrong.
"What is it, Julie?" she asked, her voice steady, despite the growing unease in her chest.
Julie stepped into the room, her massive frame seeming to fill the space. She closed the door behind her, her movements deliberate. "We've received a message from the Lycan King," she said, her voice low and serious.
Akira's heart skipped a beat. The Lycan King? What could he possibly want with her? She was just a nobody, a young woman living on the outskirts of Lycan society.
"What does he want?" she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
Julie's expression turned grim. "He's summoning you to the palace. You're to come immediately."
Akira's mind reeled. The palace? What could the King possibly want with her? She was no one, just a forgotten heir of a ancient bloodline.
"Why?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Julie's eyes seemed to cloud over, her gaze drifting away from hers. "I don't know," she admitted. "But we can't ignore the summons. The King's power is not to be trifled with."
Akira felt a surge of fear. What had she done to warrant the King's attention? She was just a simple woman, living a simple life.
Julie's hand on her shoulder brought her back to reality. "We'll leave immediately," she said. "Pack a small bag. We don't know how long we'll be gone."
Akira nodded, her mind racing with questions. She quickly packed a small bag, her hands shaking slightly. Julie watched her, a concerned expression on her face.
"Ready?" Julie asked, her voice soft.
Akira nodded, taking a deep breath. She followed Julie out of the room, down the hall, and out into the bright sunlight.
A sleek black car waited for them, its engine purring softly. Julie opened the door, gesturing for Akira to get in. Akira slid into the seat, her heart pounding in her chest.
Julie got in beside her, closing the door behind her. The driver, a silent figure with sunglasses, pulled away from the curb.
Akira watched the scenery pass by, her mind racing with thoughts. What did the King want with her? Was she in danger?
The drive was long, the silence between them oppressive. Akira tried to break the silence, but Julie's responses were brief and cryptic.
Finally, they arrived at the palace, a sprawling structure of stone and glass. Akira's eyes widened as they pulled up to the entrance.
Julie got out, opening the door for Akira. Akira stepped out, her eyes fixed on the palace.
"Come," Julie said, her voice low. "The King awaits."
Akira followed Julie into the palace, her heart pounding in her chest. They walked down long hallways, past guards and servants, until they reached a large wooden door.
Julie opened the door, gesturing for Akira to enter. Akira took a deep breath, stepping into the unknown.
The room was grand, with high ceilings and large windows. Akira's eyes adjusted to the light, and she saw the figure standing by the window.
He was tall, with broad shoulders and piercing yellow eyes. His hair was dark, and his features were chiseled. He turned, his gaze locking onto hers.
Akira felt a jolt, her heart skipping a beat. There was something about him, something that drew her in.
"Welcome, Akira," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I am Cormac, the Lycan King."
Akira curtsied, her mind racing. What did he want with her?
Cormac gestured to a chair, and Akira sat, her hands folded in her lap. Julie stood behind her, a silent presence.
"So, Akira," Cormac said, his eyes narrowing. "I've heard a lot about you."
Akira swallowed, her throat dry. "What do you want with me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Cormac smiled, his eyes glinting. "I think you know," he said. "You're a descendant of the ancient bloodline. The last living heir."
Akira's eyes widened, her mind reeling. What did he mean?
Cormac leaned forward, his eyes intense. "I need your help, Akira. The pack is in danger. And I think you're the only one who can help me."
Akira shook her head, her mind racing. What was he talking about?
Cormac stood, his movements fluid. "Come," he said. "Let me show you."
Akira followed him, her heart pounding in her chest. They walked through the palace, down to a hidden room deep beneath the earth.
And there, in the center of the room, Akira saw it. A ancient artifact, glowing with a soft, blue light.
"What is it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Cormac's eyes gleamed. "The Heart of the Pack," he said. "And with it, we can save the pack. But we need your help, Akira. Will you help me?"
Isla has spent her entire life waiting for the moment she would find her mate, believing in the fairy tales of fate and eternal love. But when her mate, Alpha Asher Nightshade, rejects her on the night of their fated union, Isla's world shatters. Deemed too "ordinary" for the powerful and ambitious Alpha, she is cast out of the Shadowfang Pack. Fate, however, has other plans. Years later, Isla has rebuilt herself, finding strength and purpose among a rogue pack that values her for who she is. But when Asher's pack is threatened by an ancient curse, he seeks her out, desperate for her unique gift to commune with the spirits of the forest. Thrown back into each other's lives, Isla and Asher must confront the wounds of the past while facing a dangerous future. Will Asher prove he is worthy of a second chance, or will Isla find a love even greater than the bond that once broke her?
In a world where family ties bind with unbreakable chains, Zara and Damon are caught in a web of loyalty, blood feuds, and forbidden love. The moment their eyes meet, sparks ignite, but their families have been enemies for generations. Zara, the daughter of a powerful crime lord, is promised to a man she does not love, while Damon is the heir to the rival family who killed her brother. As their paths intertwine, the heat of their passion becomes the ultimate betrayal, and every stolen moment could cost them everything. In a world of vengeance and sacrifice, can love survive the storm?
In a world shattered by a catastrophic disaster, Jillian and Tom are among the last survivors, bound together by a shared will to survive and the budding, undeniable bond between them. As they traverse the wreckage of civilization, scavenging for supplies and navigating the horrors of a world stripped of life, they find comfort in each other's presence. But as the days slip by, they must confront the question: Can love bloom in the midst of darkness and death? Amidst campfires, fleeting moments of joy, and the harsh reality of their new world, Jillian and Tom face not only the danger of the outside world but also the fear of losing each other. Will their connection be enough to overcome the shadows that threaten to consume them?
When billionaire Cameron Reed needs a wife to secure his family's business empire, he turns to beautiful lawyer Aurora "Rory" Wellesley. Their contract marriage promises a hefty payout, but as they navigate the complexities of their agreement, they must confront their growing feelings and the secrets threatening to tear them apart. Will their love be worth the risk, or will their bargain destroy everything?
Emerson Grant, a successful event planner, returns to her hometown after a painful divorce. She butts heads with her new neighbor, former NFL star Caleb Mitchell, who's hiding a secret. As they work together to restore the town's iconic lighthouse, their initial animosity turns into a fiery attraction. But will their pasts and fears extinguish the flames of love or will they find their forever?
Wealthy businessman Ryder Thompson inherits a struggling vineyard in Tuscany, he sees an opportunity to turn his life around. But what he doesn't expect is to fall for the vineyard's beautiful and fiercely independent manager, Sophia De Luca. As they work together to restore the vineyard to its former glory, Ryder and Sophia must navigate their own complicated pasts and confront the secrets that threaten to tear them apart. Will their love be enough to overcome the challenges that lie ahead?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
After a heated confrontation with her husband and mistress, Brianna was pushed down to stairs. She thought she would die but when she woke up again, she realized that she traveled back two years ago, when it was not late for her to correct her path. The first thing she needed to do when she was reborn was divorce that scum. She saved from the darkest time but he lied to her and murdered her in the end. This time, she would not repeat the same mistakes anymore. She would bring the glory of her family back and make those people who betrayed her pay the price! However, in the process of climbing up to the peak of her career, she met a very intimidating and handsome man who kept on messing with her head through his bold attitude. Brianna doesn't want to be involved with another man again, for she has proven to herself that they will just drag her down, but her constant incidents with him are slowly breaking the wall she built to protect her heart. Brianna will surely choose her career over a man this time, but it's possible to choose both, right? What if he hurt her too? No! She won't risk it but. "You have to run away from me, Bree. Coz I'm done running away, I'll chase you now."
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.
After Martina Martinez and Benjamin Walker's breakup, paparazzi captured photos of the business tycoon entering the Walker family mansion with a mysterious woman late at night. This caused a stir, and this wealthy family was bombarded by various media outlets. During a phone interview, the gossip reporter asked, "Miss Martinez, how do you feel now that Mr. Walker has a new girlfriend?" Martina held her painful forehead and looked towards Benjamin, who was adjusting his suit by the floor-to-ceiling window. He gestured for her to come over and help him with his tie. Holding her phone, Martina responded, "It's... complicated!" The reporter's heart leaped with joy and asked, "Is it heartbroken?!" Martina was about to nod, but Benjamin raised his eyebrows and took her phone away. His deep and alluring voice was heard on the other end of the line, "New girlfriend? Whose?"