She spent years running. Now, fate has come to collect. Selene Cross has one rule-never bow, never submit. A rogue werewolf with a rare bloodline, she has spent years evading the mate bond that threatens to trap her in a life she refuses to accept. But when Alpha Ronan Vale hunts her down, her world shatters. He is relentless. He is ruthless. And worst of all-he is hers. Ronan is more than just the Shadowfang Alpha. He is cursed, his wolf teetering on the edge of madness. The mate bond is the only thing that can save him, but claiming Selene could break her. Torn between her need for freedom and the connection she cannot escape, Selene refuses to surrender. But dark forces are rising. A prophecy whispers of Selene's bloodline, of a power that could either save or destroy the werewolf race. And in the shadows lurks Nyra, a woman who knows the secrets of Ronan's curse and the cost of breaking it. She offers Selene a choice-bind herself to Ronan forever or risk losing him to the darkness. The war for dominance has begun. The past cannot be outrun. And the most dangerous enemy may not be the one lurking in the woods-but the one she feels calling in her soul. Passion, betrayal, and destiny collide in this dark, thrilling werewolf romance where love is a curse... and surrendering could mean death.
Selene Cross ran for her life as the cold night air burned her lungs as she pushed herself harder, darting between towering trees. Every muscle in her body screamed in protest, but she couldn't stop.
Not now.
Not when he was closing in. A low, guttural growl vibrated through the trees, deep and unmistakable.
Ronan.
The thought of his name alone sent shivers through her spine, the Alpha's presence pressed against her like a weight, his power a shadow creeping through the forest. The mate bond between them throbbed, urging her to turn back, to submit.
She gritted her teeth. Never.
She had spent years avoiding this moment,she had to groom herself in the forest running from this fate. She refused to be bound, to become just another Luna in his pack.
A sharp snap of a twig to her right sent a fresh wave of fear coursing through her.
He was too close, so Selene surged forward, her legs burning as she headed for the river. If she could make it across, she might have a chance, a sliver of hope to mask her scent and vanish into the night.
But fate was cruel.
A massive shadow leapt from the darkness and before she could react, a heavy force slammed into her back, She crashed to the ground, rolling violently through the dirt before slamming into a tree, small Pain exploded through her ribs, but she had no time to recover.
Ronan was on her.
She barely had time to move before his strong hands pinned her wrists against the earth, his body looming over her.
Selene snarled, thrashing beneath him. "Get off me!"
His golden eyes burned, filled with something raw, unrelenting.
"You've run long enough," he murmured, his voice gravelly, thick with restraint.
Selene's wolf whimpered, but she refused to surrender.
"This bond," she spat, struggling. "It's a curse."
Ronan's jaw ticked, his grip tightening. "Or it could be our salvation." She hated the way her body reacted to him the way the mate bond made her crave the very thing she was trying to escape.
His breath ghosted over her skin, his warmth seeping into her.
"Don't fight this," he said softly.
She hated that his voice almost made her believe him. With force Selene lashed out, twisting violently beneath him.
She managed to free one hand, striking him across the face.
Ronan barely flinched as his golden eyes darkened.
Selene barely had time to react before he flipped her over, her face pressed into the dirt as he pinned her down once more.
"Enough." His voice was thick, commanding. Alpha.
Her breath hitched but She refused to give up. Summoning every ounce of strength, she threw her weight sideways, knocking him off balance.
She barely managed to scramble to her feet before he was on her again.
This time, she didn't fight.
She ran with heavy strides, her hearts was thumping loudly that it could even wake a sleeping log.
But Ronan was faster, In a blur of motion, he lunged, tackling her to the ground once more but this time, when he spoke, his voice was different. Rough. Strained.
"You don't understand, Selene. This is killing me."
She stilled. Breathless.
The mate bond burned, stronger than before. Unrelenting.
Ronan's face was inches from hers. His golden eyes flickered with something broken.
He was fighting it, too.
A tremor ran through his body as his fingers dug into the earth beside her, his breath ragged.
"If you keep running," he said, voice raw, "I'll lose myself."
Selene's heart clenched.
This was worse than she thought.
The stories were true.
The longer she resisted the bond, the more unstable he became.She could feel it his wolf fraying at the edges, barely contained and the thought terrified her.
She wanted to believe it wasn't her problem.
That she could still escape.
But now, for the first time, she wasn't so sure.
Ronan's eyes searched hers, filled with a desperation that nearly shattered her.
"I don't want to hurt you," he whispered.
Her throat tightened.
Then why won't you let me go?
Selene didn't say it.
Because deep down, she already knew the answer.
The bond had already decided.
And no matter how hard she ran, she was never getting away. But what if there was another way to end this, just as she stood thinking of how to escape.
Then the forest went quiet. A howl shattered the night
Selene froze.
The air changed and The forest went silent.
Ronan's entire body tensed.His head snapped toward the trees, his breathing sharpening.
"We're not alone," he muttered.
Selene's blood ran cold.
She should have known. She should have sensed them.
The shadows moved.
And then, from the darkness, they emerged.
Blood-red eyes. Silver fur. Bloodfang warriors.
At the center of them, stepping out into the glow of the moonlight, stood a man she had prayed never to see again.
Magnus Kane.
The Bloodfang Alpha
She wasn't going to run.
Amara was born a slave, sold from one cruel master to another in the dangerous world of werewolves. Weak and helpless, she never dreamed of freedom-or love. But when she's sold to Darius, the cold and strong Alpha of the Lycan Pack, her life changes forever. Darius refuses her as his mate the moment their bond is revealed. Betrayed and crushed, Amara flees, unknowing that she carries a secret-a child meant to change everything. Years later, Darius learns the truth, and he's desperate to win back the woman he wronged. But with enemies closing in and dark secrets from Amara's past threatening to destroy them both, will love be enough to conquer their pain? Or will the moon's threat tear them apart for good?
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."