In a world where the line between reality and magic blurs, two beings from rival species defy ancient laws. Aurelia, a graceful unicorn shifter, lives a life of quiet elegance hidden in the human realm, protecting her true identity. Kane, a fierce werewolf bound by a centuries-old feud, is both her enemy and salvation. When fate draws them together, their undeniable connection sparks a dangerous romance, one that could ignite war between their clans. But as they battle their growing desire, darker forces threaten both their worlds. Secrets unravel, bloodlines are tested, and a prophecy foretells a choice that will determine the future of both species-love or loyalty. In "Forbidden Romance," the passion between a unicorn and a werewolf risks not only their hearts but the survival of their kind.
Aurelia stood at the edge of the forest, the cool night air wrapping around her in a gentle embrace. The tall trees seemed to sway in rhythm with her breathing, the dense foliage whispering secrets only she could understand. She closed her eyes, letting the power of the earth puise through her bare feet, grounding her in the moment. As a unicorn shifter, she had always felt a deep connection to the earth's magic-its rhythms, its life force, its quiet strength. But tonight, something felt different, unsettling.
There was an unusual energy coursing through the air, something primal and wild that made her pulse quicken.
The moon hung heavy and full in the sky, casting a silver glow over the treetops. Normally, she would bask in its light, draw strength from its luminescence. But not tonight. There was a disturbance in the air, a sharp scent that didn't belong. She inhaled deeply, her heightened senses picking up on something unfamiliar-a scent she had never encountered before. It was musky, raw, and undeniably alluring. Her instincts screamed at her to retreat, to run far from the source of the disturbance, but her feet remained planted, curiosity rooting her to the spot.
The wind rustled through the leaves, and Aurelia's heart began to race. She scanned the dense shadows surrounding her, her sharp eyes catching the slightest movement. Her kind had been hidden for centuries, and the humans nearby were none the wiser. But something told her this wasn't a human threat. She tensed, her magic surging just beneath her skin, ready to shift if necessary. And then she saw him.
He moved like a shadow through the trees, his silver eyes glowing faintly in the moonlight. For a moment, he seemed more like a predator than a man, his movements slow and deliberate, as though he were stalking prey. Aurelia's breath caught in her throat as he emerged from the shadows, tall and powerfully built, with an air of danger that sent a thrill of fear through her.
He was a werewolf. There was no mistaking it.
Aurelia's heart pounded in her chest as she fought the urge to flee. She had heard stories of werewolves-fierce, territorial creatures that lived in packs and were known to be deadly enemies of her kind. For centuries, unicorn shifters and werewolves had been at odds, their worlds colliding in battles that had left deep scars on both sides. But something about this werewolf was different. He wasn't attacking. He wasn't baring his teeth or preparing to pounce. He was just... watching her.
Their eyes locked, and for a brief moment, the world around them seemed to fade away. The wind stopped, the trees stilled, and it was just the two of them, standing in the moonlit clearing, caught in an inexplicable moment of connection. Aurella's pulse raced, her breath coming in shallow gasps. She knew she should leave-knew she should turn and run back to the safety of her world. But she couldn't move. Something about the way he looked at her, the intensity in his gaze, held her captive. "Who are you?" she finally whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart.
The werewolf didn't respond right away. Instead, he took a slow, deliberate step toward her, his eyes never leaving hers. He was close now-too close. Aurelia's instincts screamed at her to run, but her body betrayed her, frozen in place by the magnetic pull of his presence. She could feel the heat radiating off him, could smell the wild, earthy scent that clung to his skin. "My name is Kane," he said at last, his voice low and rough, like the rumble of distant thunder. "And you?" Aurelia swallowed hard, her mind racing. She didn't know what to say, didn't know if she should even answer. But something about the way he spoke, the way he looked at her, made her want to trust him. "Aurelia," she replied softly. Kane nodded slowly, his gaze flicking briefly to the moon before returning to her. "You're not like the others," he said, his voice barely above a whisper." can sense it." Aurelia frowned, her heart pounding. "The others?" "The humans," Kane clarified, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You're... different. There's power in you."
Aurelia's breath hitched in her throat. She had been careful-so careful to keep her true nature hidden from the humans. But somehow, this werewolf had seen through her disguise, had sensed the magic that coursed through her veins. She took a step back, her pulse racing.
"You have nothing to fear from me," Kane said, his voice gentle now. He took a step closer, closing the distance between them. "I don't want to hurt you."
Aurelia wanted to believe him. She could hear the sincerity in his voice, could see the truth in his eyes. But centuries of hatred and fear between their kinds weighed heavily on her heart. Could she really trust a werewolf? Could she trust this man, this creature of the night who had been her enemy for as long as she could remember? "I should go, Aurelia said, her voice shaky.
She was a diamond covered by ashes.... King Dakota was known as the most Powerful Alpha King of all times - more powerful than any other King that had ruled from his lineage. He was cold hearted, introverted and dangerous in anger. Cursed by the Moon goddess, King Dakota had to get married to three wives all in search of a male child that would become his heir, but it was impossible as the curse would only let his wives bear she -wolves. But on a different day, the King meets a lady who offends him and as a punishment, he took her home as his fourth wife. Her name was Shilah. Shilah was a powerless wolf and as a result, was disregarded and intimidated by all. But, when she begins to do things that the King had never felt for years, he began to wonder who she really was. Slowly, she crawled her way into his icy heart and turned out to be something nobody ever expected - a storm.
Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
"Who is she?" I asked, feeling tears well up in my eyes. "He met her at the Alpha training camp," he said. "She is a perfect suitor for him. It snowed last night, indicating that his wolf is happy with his choice." My heart sank, and tears made their way down my cheeks. Alexander took my innocence last night, and now he is taking that thing in his office as his Luna. **** Emily never shifted on her 18th birthday and became the laughingstock of the pack. When her old crush, Alexander Black, returns from Alpha Training, she never expected him to be her mate. After a night of passionate love, Emily finds out that young Alpha Alexander has taken a chosen mate. Heartbroken and humiliated, Emily runs off and disappears from the pack. Now, five years later, Emily is a high-ranking warrior in King Alpha's army, specializing in sensitive matters. When her best friend invites her to a night of music and laughter, she never expects to run into her mate, Alexander. Will Alexander figure out it is Emily? Will he chase after her, and most of all, will Emily be able to keep her secrets safe?