**In a world where survival demands deception, one secret could shatter an empire-or ignite a forbidden flame.** Thalassa's life hangs on a lie. Disguised as a boy since infancy to escape the wrath of conquering Alpha Kaelthar, she's lived as **Thaleon**-a sickly omega, harmless and forgotten. But when Kaelthar's fascination with the "boy" he should despise turns predatory, Thalassa's carefully crafted mask begins to crack. Her body rebels. Her wolf stirs. And the herbs that once hid her scent now drown in the intoxicating tang of danger-and dark desire. As Kaelthar's obsession deepens, Thalassa walks a razor's edge: one misstep, and her true identity will be exposed. But in the shadow of betrayal, where enemies and allies blur, the most lethal threat isn't Kaelthar's wrath... **It's the fire he ignites in her soul.** **Survival or surrender? Loyalty or lust?** In this pulse-pounding dark romance, every choice bleeds, every secret kills, and the line between conqueror and captive dissolves into a storm of forbidden hunger. **The truth won't set her free. It will destroy them both.**
The scent of smoke and iron clung to the air as Alaric staggered into the dimly lit chamber, his armor splattered with blood that was not his own. Seraphine stood by the window, her silver hair tangled, clutching their swaddled infant to her chest. Outside, the howls of the Obsidian Claw wolves echoed like a death chant. The Silverfang Pack had fallen.
"They've broken through the eastern ridge," Alaric rasped, slumping against the stone wall. His amber eyes, once fierce, were hollow. "Kaelthar will be here within minutes."
Seraphine's voice trembled. "He'll kill her. Or worse-take her as a trophy." Her knuckles whitened around the blanket hiding their daughter, Thalassa, whose quiet whimpers filled the silence.
A knock shattered the tension. Nymeria, the pack's silver-haired healer and their most loyal servant, slipped inside. Her hands shook as she barred the door. "The Obsidian wolves are gathering the survivors in the courtyard," she said. "Kaelthar demands all members of the Alpha's bloodline be presented... including the child."
Seraphine pressed Thalassa closer. "We can't let him find her. You know what he does to daughters of fallen Alphas."
Nymeria stepped forward, her gaze sharp. "Then we lie. Declare the child a boy. Kaelthar covets power, not sons. A male heir holds no value to him now that he's conquered us."
Alaric stiffened. "A boy? How?"
"Swaddle her in plain cloth. Say she was born sickly, with no scent to claim her as Alpha blood. I'll mix herbs to mask her true nature." Nymeria's voice hardened. "But you must act *now*. Once Kaelthar sees her face, suspicion will fade-he'll dismiss her as harmless."
Seraphine hesitated, brushing a finger over Thalassa's delicate features-too soft, too *feminine*. "What if he notices?"
"He won't." Nymeria unwound the embroidered blanket, replacing it with a frayed gray rag. "I've served your family for decades. Trust me."
Alaric gripped his mate's shoulder. "We have no choice."
Footsteps thundered in the hall. Seraphine kissed Thalassa's forehead, tears streaking her dirt-smudged face. "Her name," she whispered. "If we must lie, let it be *Thaleon*."
Nymeria nodded, tucking a vial of murky liquid into the child's wraps. "This will dull her scent. Pray it's enough."
The door exploded inward.
Kaelthar stood framed in the doorway, his obsidian-armored form blotting out the torchlight. His cold blue eyes swept the room, lingering on the bundle in Seraphine's arms. "Where is the heir?"
Alaric stepped forward, blocking his mate. "Dead. Born too weak to survive the siege."
Kaelthar's lip curled. He strode toward Seraphine, his gloved hand snapping out to yank the blanket aside. Thalassa blinked up at him, her rosebud mouth quivering.
"A boy?" Kaelthar's gaze narrowed. "He reeks of herbs."
Nymeria bowed deeply. "A sickness of the blood, my lord. The tonic is all that keeps him alive. Without it, he'll die within days... and spread plague to your pack."
For a heartbeat, silence choked the room. Then Kaelthar scoffed, releasing the child. "Pathetic. Silverfang's line ends with a mewling *worm*." He turned to leave, but paused, glancing back at Thalassa. "Though... he is oddly fair for a male."
Nymeria stepped between them. "Let me tend to him. The disease is contagious until the seventh moon. I alone know the cure."
Kaelthar's laugh was a low growl. "Keep your runt. But if he lives, he'll serve my pack as an omega-a permanent reminder of your failure."
As the conqueror stormed out, Seraphine collapsed against Alaric, her silent sobs shaking Thalassa's tiny frame. Nymeria met Alaric's stare, her resolve steel.
The lie had begun.
*"Every petal is a ticking bomb. Every glance could be her last. And the Alpha who holds her life in his claws is the one who craves her ruin.* **Thalassa**, a dying Omega with eighteen petals etched into her skin, is trapped in a lethal mating attempt with **Kaelthar**, the Alpha who despises her existence. Their bond, forged by a vengeful witch's curse, is a death sentence: *Find your true mate or perish by eighteen.* But Kaelthar's hatred runs deeper than claws-his pack thrives on crushing the weak, and Thalassa's fragile humanity threatens everything he's built. As petals fall and her magic flares, Thalassa uncovers a secret that could unravel Obsidian's empire: *Kaelthar's wolf aches for her, even as his pride vows to destroy her.* To survive, Thalassa must seduce the tyrant who vows to break her. To conquer, Kaelthar must deny the bond that could shatter his reign. But as petals fall and secrets ignite, their game of hatred and hunger spirals into a war neither can control. **Love is a lie. Survival is a battlefield. And every petal lost is a step closer to ruin-or revolution.** *Will she claim the heart of the wolf who hates her... or carve hers from his chest before the last petal falls?*"
**In a world where mate bonds are sacred, theirs is a chain of thorns.** Selina gave Xander everything-her blood, her heart, the remnants of her once-proud pack. But to him, she remains the daughter of his parents' alleged killer, a pawn in his ruthless quest for vengeance. Now, a terminal illness eats at her veins, and the Alpha who swore to cherish her demands she bleed herself dry for the she-wolf who stole his loyalty. Lillian's lies are venom. Her brother's schemes run deeper than the scars etched into Selina's spirit. And Xander? He watches his mate unravel, his icy disdain masking secrets even his wolf can't escape. But when a buried truth emerges-*Selina* saved him years ago, not the silver-tongued Lillian-the fragile threads of their bond snap. Rejected and dying, Selina vows to expose the festering lies rotting their packs... even if it destroys the man she once loved. **He believes she'll vanish without a fight. He's wrong.** Beneath the bloodstained snow, a dormant wolf stirs. And she's prepared to raze every shadow to ashes... if it means reclaiming her destiny.
In the Silvermoon Pack, scent is destiny-and Elara's lavender essence marks her as the Alpha's true mate. But when her boldest friend, Lila, steals her scent with a treacherous potion, Elara is left invisible to the pack and to Kieran, the storm-eyed Alpha she secretly craves. Claimed by deception, Lila takes Elara's place as Luna, while Elara is cast into the shadows, branded a traitor. Rescue comes from an unlikely ally: Rylan, a rogue with a wounded past and a claim of his own. He's Lila's true mate-and he knows her lie runs deeper than scent. Together, Elara and Rylan embark on a perilous quest to reclaim what was stolen, navigating forbidden magic and rival packs where danger claws at every turn. But as Elara's bond with Rylan deepens, so does Kieran's suspicion. When the truth ignites a war, Elara must confront the crushing weight of destiny. Is her pull to Kieran a divine bond-or a phantom echo of stolen fate? And can love born of loyalty eclipse a love written in the stars? Find out in the following chapters...
In the heart of the Batang empire in Africa, thirty-something Babida, a rugged lumberjack, unexpectedly finds love with the stunning eighteen-year-old Suzie during their first encounter in the Ekule forest. This marks the beginning of an epic romance between the two. Initially, the young Suzie is taken aback by the towering and brawny woodsman. Believing she's alone in the brush, it catches her off guard when Babida, the lumberjack, calls out to her. Not feeling comfortable around a stranger-especially one who might be a stalker-she quickly ends the conversation and walks away. However, things take a turn when Suzie learns about Babida's heroic past from her maternal uncle. Suddenly, her perception shifts, and admiration for him begins to blossom. She discovers that the man she initially pushed away is actually a celebrated hero, a force of nature who bravely defeated the fearsome Monster of the Forbidden Mountain more than a decade ago. This terrifying beast was a monstrous bird, towering ten meters and weighing around twenty thousand kilograms, which threatened the Batang empire and nearly brought destruction, even to the imperial palace. At the time of this danger, little Suzie was just a three-year-old child. It was Babida, full of courage and determination, who stepped up to face the beast to save their land... If you're curious to learn more, dive into the full story filled with magic, romance, and intriguing mysteries. Don't forget to leave a review or comment and share it with friends and family!
Betrayed by her mate and exiled from her pack, Lyra's only crime was surviving the night that shattered her world. Pregnant, hunted, and left for dead, she faces the frozen wilderness until a violent storm leads her to Jarek-a lone wolf with eyes like smoldering amber and a past as dangerous as the sanctuary he offers. In the shadows of the reclusive Nightclaw Pack, Lyra finds uneasy refuge. But trust is a luxury she can't afford, not when rogue wolves stalk the borders and her unborn child's mysterious power threatens to ignite a war. Torn between the ghost of her first love and the pull of a man who awakens forbidden desires, Lyra must decide: guard her shattered heart, or risk it all for a second chance at a bond that could save-or destroy-them both. In a world where loyalty is written in blood and secrets bite deeper than fangs, can a rejected mate outrun her fate? Or will the truth of that cursed night bury her alive?
In a humble village, young Jane Woods' life is shattered at the tender age of six when a tragic accident claims the lives of her farmer parents. Their tomato-laden trailer careens off the road, bursting into flames upon impact and leaving no survivors. Orphaned and inconsolable, Jane is forced to live with her cruel aunt Betty and uncle Pat, who resent caring for a child not of their blood. Over the next decade, Jane endures a life of drudgery and maltreatment. She is subjected to endless chores, long hours toiling in the tomato fields, meager food rations, and harsh punishments from her heartless guardians. Her tiny frame remains frail and sickly, a mere shadow of the vibrant girl she once was. When Jane turns sixteen, the village is set astir by a mysterious visitor - an aide to the king, searching in secret for a bride for the kingdom's heir, eighteen-year-old Prince Dubois. The once handsome and lively prince fell into a vegetative state two years ago after a devastating riding accident. A witch foretells that only the kiss of true love from his wife can revive him. Seizing the opportunity for wealth, Jane's repugnant uncle Pat agrees to sell her to the king's aide, deaf to her desperate pleas. Torn from the only life she's known, Jane finds herself whisked away to the breathtaking royal palace to become Prince Dubois' wife. Initially recoiling at the prospect of marrying an unresponsive vegetable, Jane's resistance melts when she meets the kindly king, who begs her to save the kingdom by loving his son. For three years, she dutifully tends to the comatose prince, though her heart remains closed off. As the king grows impatient and considers replacing Jane with the cunning Thalia, she resolves to genuinely fall for Dubois...
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
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.
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion. Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.