The Lycan clans have been at odds with one another for ages, each vying for supremacy. Amidst this combative bunch comes Damien Cross, a ruthless, cunning Alpha whose sole objective is to secure his legacy and bring the clans together. However, when he meets Iris Caldwell, a stubborn human woman with secrets that could destroy the supernatural world itself, his intentions take a surprising turn. Caught in power struggles,forbidden love, and hidden prophecies, Damien is forced to choose between his increasing affections for Iris and his clan devotion.But as dark forces rise and threaten the fragile balance, Damien discovers that being Alpha isn't just about power it's about sacrifice. Can Damien and Iris survive the trials of fate, or will their bond ignite the very war he's trying to stop?
The distant hum of the city was a comforting buzz for Iris Caldwell. Raven shade had always been alive, bustling with energy no matter the hour. Tonight, however, something felt different. The air was heavy, charged with an unusual stillness that made her uneasy. Iris pulled her coat tighter around her, the chill seeping through as she walked along the cobblestone street leading to her apartment.
She'd just finished a long day at The Sentinel, the online publication where she freelanced. Reporting wasn't her dream, but it paid the bills and kept her mind occupied. Still, there were days she couldn't shake the nagging thought that she was chasing dead ends. Her latest assignment a fluff piece about local legends in Raven shade was a glaring reminder of how far she'd fallen from the investigative journalist she once aspired to be.
As she neared the corner where the forest met the city, a faint sound reached her ears. A low, guttural growl carried through the crisp night air. Iris froze mid-step, her breath catching in her throat. Her eyes darted toward the darkened treeline, her mind racing. Ravenshade's forests were notorious for their eerie reputation countless disappearances, strange sightings, and superstitious whispers.
"Just the wind," she muttered, shaking her head and forcing herself to keep walking. But as her boots clicked against the pavement, the sound came again, closer this time.
Against her better judgment, Iris turned toward the forest. The streetlights ended abruptly where the trees began, leaving an ominous void of darkness. Her journalist instincts flared to life, pulling her forward. She had always been the type to dig where others wouldn't, her curiosity often outweighing her caution.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket, jolting her back to reality. She fished it out, seeing a message from her editor, Vanessa: "Any updates on the piece? We need it by tomorrow."
Iris sighed, typing back a quick reply: "Still researching. I'll have it in the morning."
As she slid her phone back into her coat, she noticed movement at the edge of her vision. A shadow shifted among the trees, swift and deliberate. Her heart leapt into her throat.
"Hello?" she called out, immediately regretting it. Her voice echoed slightly, swallowed by the dense forest.
No answer.
"Great," she muttered, glancing over her shoulder to confirm she was alone. Her apartment was only a few blocks away, but the oppressive darkness of the forest felt closer now, as if it were reaching for her.
Then she heard it a bloodcurdling scream that tore through the night, sharp and guttural. It was unlike anything she'd ever heard, primal and full of agony. The sound sent a jolt of fear through her, rooting her to the spot.
Before she could think, her feet were moving. She stepped off the pavement and into the forest, drawn toward the source of the scream. The rational part of her brain screamed at her to turn back, to call the police, to do anything but walk into the darkness. But the pull was undeniable, an almost magnetic force that urged her forward.
The trees closed in around her, their gnarled branches forming skeletal shapes against the faint light of the crescent moon. Her breath came in short, sharp gasps as she maneuvered through the undergrowth, her phone flashlight barely cutting through the thick gloom.
The scream came again, closer this time. Iris's pulse quickened. She pushed forward, her boots crunching against fallen leaves and twigs. And then she saw it a clearing up ahead, bathed in an eerie silver glow.
She crouched behind a thick tree trunk, her heart hammering in her chest. Peering around the edge, she froze.
In the clearing stood two figures, their forms impossibly large and hunched. At first, Iris thought they were bears, but the way they moved calculated, almost human sent a chill down her spine. Their silhouettes shimmered, caught between shapes, as if they couldn't decide what they were supposed to be.
Wolves. Giant wolves.
Her mind rebelled against the sight, insisting it couldn't be real. But the growls and snarls that filled the air were undeniable. The two creatures lunged at each other, claws and teeth flashing in the moonlight. The clash was brutal, each strike sending shockwaves through the ground.
Iris clamped a hand over her mouth to stifle a gasp. What was she seeing? This wasn't normal this wasn't possible.
As she watched, one of the wolves was thrown to the ground with a sickening thud. The victor let out a triumphant howl that echoed through the forest, sending a shiver down Iris's spine.
Her phone buzzed again in her pocket, the vibration loud in the stillness. She scrambled to silence it, but the damage was done. The victorious wolf's head snapped in her direction, its glowing amber eyes locking onto hers.
Panic surged through her. She pressed herself against the tree, her mind racing. It didn't see me. It didn't see me, she told herself, though she knew it was a lie.
The sound of footsteps no, pawsteps approached. Slow, deliberate, and terrifyingly close. She held her breath, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure the creature could hear it.
A low growl rumbled just behind the tree, the sound vibrating through her chest.
And then, without warning, a hand human, strong, and unyielding clamped over her mouth, yanking her backward into the shadows.
"Don't move," a deep voice hissed in her ear, low and commanding.
Her heart stopped. She twisted, trying to see who had grabbed her, but the stranger's grip was ironclad.
Before she could react, the wolf rounded the tree, its massive form towering over her. Its glowing eyes narrowed as it bared its teeth.
The man holding her stepped forward, placing himself between her and the beast.
"You shouldn't be here," he growled, his voice colder than the night air.
Iris opened her mouth to speak, but the words caught in her throat as the wolf lunged.
"Sweetheart, last night you must have been more tipsy than you realized because you came into my room last night. Not Luke's. I was asleep when I felt you rubbing those curves against me, and soon, you were taking me fully, like a mare in heat.""Holy shit!" Chloe said Chloe and her boyfriend, Luke had a fight and broke up. She decided to go for a drink and planned on going back to him and making up over sex like they usually do, but ended up in her boyfriend's dad's room and they had a mind-blowing sex. What will happen when she finds out that she had sex with her boyfriend's dad and not her boyfriend, Luke? Find out in this capitivating story!!!
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town’s richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. “Way to go, honey!”
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."