At my mating ceremony with Kael, his former mate appeared with their pup. "Of all the Alphas in the world, you just had to have my daddy?" The moment she said that, all the werewolves began to curse me for my shamelessness. I begged Kael to tell them the truth—that his mate bond with her had been severed long ago, that I was no homewrecker. But he ripped the moonstone necklace from his neck and flung it at my face. "Lilith, the ceremony is canceled. I'm going home to my son. To my family." Unable to bear the humiliation, my mother passed away that very night. I clutched her lifeless body, calling Kael's best friend. "You've always wanted me, haven't you? This is your chance. Be my Alpha."
Lyra is diagnosed with the Fading Ember Curse—a fatal supernatural illness that gives her only three days to live. The only cure is the Hallowed Sunstone Elixir, which her mate Alpha Kaelen gives to Cora (an Omega who has been manipulating the entire family) instead, claiming Cora's "fragile spirit" is more important for pack morale.
My mate, Alpha Easton, and I were once the fated mates everyone in the Blackwood Pack envied. Now, our bond has crumbled into hatred. He hates me. Because the curse-dispelling ritual I presided over failed, killing his sister, Barber. I hate him. Because when my younger brother was tortured and killed in a rigged duel, he stood by and did nothing. When the news of my brother's death arrived, a cold sneer I hadn't seen in years twisted his lips. "This is what you deserve." When I was three months pregnant, I was kidnapped by a rival pack. They demanded Easton trade the western moonstone mine for his mate's life. The mine was barely breaking even, but his refusal was swift and merciless. "Just kill her." And just as he wished, I lost everything. But then, he killed himself.
Luna Ashvale endures eight bond-breakings with Alpha Lucian Thorne due to his childhood sweetheart Vanessa's manipulative tactics. Each time, Lucian prioritizes Vanessa, who threatens self-harm or creates drama, leaving Luna emotionally drained. On their third "anniversary," after another public humiliation and physical abuse, Luna finally snaps. She packs her bags and leaves with Mark, a supportive figure from her past. Lucian panics, but Luna stands firm, rekindling her career and finding happiness. When Vanessa attacks Lucian, he cuts her off, sending her to prison. Six months later, at a conference, Luna, now bonded to Mark, encounters a remorseful Lucian, but she has moved on, embracing a life free from his toxic cycle.
Five years ago, Victor Gambino, the Don of New York, threw me the grandest wedding in the history of the Mafia. Everyone said that I, a mute orphan, had struck gold. He told them I saved his life. That I was his one and only. "Marrying her is the greatest fortune of my life!" he’d declared. For five years, Victor worshipped me. Until his former lover, Sophia Lombardi, came back. He started staying out all night. "Lynn, I still love you most," he whispered. "But a man in my position... can't be tied to just one woman." Then he took her hand. And led her into our bedroom. I turned my back. And texted his greatest enemy. “I’ll give you all the Gambino family shares in my name.” "The price? Fake my death."
My mother was dying from a silver curse. Only I, the best healer of the Forrester Pack, could save her. But my mate, Alpha Gareth, stood in my way. His mistress’s wolf had been grazed by a silver arrow. "Cleanse it first," Gareth commanded. "If you don’t save the wolf, you can forget about ever using these hands again." "Do I have to get on my knees and beg you?" his mistress wept. Gareth promised he'd let me go when I was done. He lied. I cleansed his mistress's pet while my mother died alone. He forgot one thing about Healers. We know exactly where to cut to make it hurt the most.
After my daughter, Lyra Blackwood, was declared to have a complete failure of her wolf's core, my mate, Kaelen Blackwood, urged me to sign the consent form for the "Wolf's Core Transfer Ritual". Consumed by grief, I was on the verge of a mental breakdown. Later, I accidentally discovered that Lyra's healer, Seraphina Vane, was Kaelen's lover. They had conspired to claim Lyra was near death, tricking me into signing the form to transfer her wolf's core to Seraphina's daughter, Cora. When I saw Kaelen, Seraphina, and Cora embracing like a happy family of three, I went to confront them. But I was brutally suppressed by Kaelen's Alpha power, and Seraphina pierced my heart with a poison-laced silver dagger. By the grace of the Moon Goddess, I was reborn, returning to the day I was supposed to sign the consent form. Looking at the frail Lyra on the sickbed, I swore an oath. This time, the traitors would pay for everything they did to Lyra—in blood and soul.
Celeste dies tragically after Marcus, her husband, chooses his first love Blair over her during a kidnapping. But she’s reborn three years earlier—on her engagement day to Marcus. This time, she’s done being a pushover. She rejects Blair’s presence, ends the engagement, and links up with Albert, a wealthy heir. When Marcus and Blair try to mess with her, Celeste hits back hard, exposing their secrets. It’s a juicy, empowering comeback no one saw coming.
The Silvermoon Pack's ancestors slaughtered other clans, enraging the Moon Goddess who cursed them: at twenty, their descendants' souls would switch with wild beasts. Only bonding with a fated mate possessing Sacredwolf bloodline can break it. In my past life, my father bought Dylan from an underground auction, believing his claims of sacred blood. But my adopted sister Krista secretly loved Dylan. After our forced bond, she killed herself. Dylan blamed us for her death. He poisoned my father with silver and hanged me with silver chains on Krista's death anniversary. "What curse? You both lied to deceive me! My Krista is dead… you'll pay a thousand times over!" I died filled with hatred, only to be reborn the night my father urged me to bid for Dylan. Looking at his anxious face, I shook my head. "Who says he's the only one with Sacred Wolf bloodline?"
The mate of Northridge Pack's wealthiest Alpha, Nora Everett, had a sick hobby. Torturing beautiful she-wolves. And I was her favorite plaything. My rare bloodline meant I could take more silver, more pain, than the others. Then one day, they came to me with reporters in tow. Declaring me their long-lost daughter. They offered me a new life. Power, envy, respect. I accepted. But their public affection was a lie. Behind closed doors, their 'love' was just a sharper kind of silver. "The price of our protection," they'd say. "A debt you'll repay with your life." They were right about the debt. I will repay it. Just not with my life. With theirs.
After Liu Fengying, a girl from modern times, had regained her memories from her previous life, in which she had been a powerful cultivator who had participated in thousands of battles, she began to walk once again on the path to immortality. In her journey, she will succeed in attaining wealth and influence, getting revenge against those who wronged her, and winning the love of some beautiful women. What you can expect: many face-slapping moments, all the cliches from Eastern novels What you shouldn't expect: too much logic *This novel will receive updates 1-2 times a week (depending on how popular the story will be) *The cover is AI generated via WOMBO Dream
My fated mate Isaac's old flame, Cora Lynn, was attacked by a group of rogue werewolves in an alley while she was drunk. To protect her reputation, Isaac publicly claimed that I was the one who had been assaulted that night. I was scorned by the entire pack, and our unborn pup was branded a shameful rogue's bastard. I hysterically confronted Isaac, but he just said nonchalantly, "Cora doesn't have a mate yet. If this got out, everyone would mock her." Ice flooded my veins as I stared at the man I had loved for six years, the horrific realization dawning that he might never have loved me at all.
One night, my contracted partner, Alpha Marcus, claimed me for what felt like an eternity. When he finally stilled, his hand clamped on my waist, his voice hoarse with satisfaction. "Raven," he rasped, "I want you to play the innocent, seductive little thing and go get Knox." My whole body went rigid. I finally understood. Marcus's childhood sweetheart—and my friend—Vivian, had been dumped by Knox and was heartbroken. He wanted me to be his weapon—to make Knox suffer the same pain of abandonment. After my family's fall from grace and the waning of our bloodline's power, I became the contracted partner of Marcus, the Alpha of the Silverton Pack. I had naively believed that after three years by his side, I was special. But he just sneered. "The only reason I keep you around is that the scent of your bloodline is almost identical to Vivian's. She's hurting, so it's time you made yourself useful." Heartbroken, I agreed, swallowing all the fantasies I never should have harbored. Soon enough, I had captured the heart of the famously cold and austere Knox. And for the first time, Marcus lost control. He begged me through his tears, "Raven, I regret everything. Please... just come back to me."
Ten years ago, my pack was wiped out. I was the sole survivor. Alpha Finn found me. "Will you come with me? From now on, I'll protect you." I gazed at that strong, powerful hand and nodded. I was with him for ten years. Everyone knew Finn had a treasure he spoiled rotten. They all believed I’d be the future Luna. But on the night of the tenth anniversary of my "rescue," after a night of passion, Finn ordered. "Wren, it's time for you to repay me." "I need to bond with Celine. That man she's obsessed with—go seduce him. Clear the way for me." "I want Celine to choose me willingly."
On our 25th wedding anniversary, I found an old photo album. It was filled with intimate portraits. The man was my husband. The woman wasn't me. Each photo was dated. From age thirty to fifty, they never missed a single year. On the back of one, in his handwriting: "To G. My eternal muse." So this was why he missed our wedding anniversary every year. I headed straight for the photography studio. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass window, I saw my husband gently adjusting a silk scarf for a lady. He noticed me at the door. "Why did you go through my things? We're just making up for past regrets. Can't you just turn a blind eye?" I laughed. "Fine. Let's get a divorce." It's never too late to start a new life.
I hired a lawyer to end my bond with Ryan, who’d cheated on me. Imagine my shock when that lawyer walked in—it was Matthew, my ex-mate, with whom I share so much painful history. Tensions ran high as we worked on the case, and I had to tell him I’m pregnant. I don’t even know who the father is—maybe Ryan, or maybe someone from that blurry, drunken night I can barely remember. Flashbacks keep hitting me: our breakup was all a misunderstanding. Later, my daughter Lila and Matthew’s daughter Sophie ended up at the same preschool. Then Lila got hurt, and I had to admit the truth—Lila is Matthew’s child, too. Now he wants to be in her life, but I’m still hurting from how he distrusted me before. I’m planning to move to Meridona to escape it all, but… I don’t know if that’s the right choice.
For the sake of their childhood girlfriends, the Alphas of the Silvermane tribe insulted their Luna. He thought everything was under control, but without the bond of his soul, he would have nothing. He regrets everything he has done, but things cannot be undone. Luna will welcome her true destined partner.
Ten years. That's how long I waited for my fated mate. Today, Alpha Derek Blackwood is bonding with another she-wolf. "You're just a lone wolf, Nora," he'd told me. "I need an alliance. I need a real pack." I take my seat. The entire pack watches me. The whispers on the mind-link are venomous. "Watch her. If she makes a scene, throw her out." The Alpha kisses his new Luna. Derek’s eyes find me in the crowd. He pulls his new mate closer, shielding her. As if I am the threat. He has no idea what I'm clenching in my fist. A moonstone pendant. And a bloodline certificate. The proof that I was never just a lone wolf. My phone buzzes. 99+ messages from an unknown number. [Nora, it's me. Your brother.] [I finally found you. Please come home.] A new message cuts through the noise. It’s from Derek. "Behave, and I'll let you stay." I ignore him. Then, I save the unknown contact as "Brother". And I type my reply. "Okay."
For three years, I let my husband, Sonny Moretti, humiliate me. He loved to put on a show for his men. "My uncle Marco always wanted her," he'd boast, laughing. "Now she crawls at my feet like a pathetic dog." He thought I was broken. He thought he had won. What the fool never knew… I was lying in his uncle's bed, covered in the marks the man had left on my skin.
Ran, a powerful wood-type ability user in the apocalypse, struggled to protect her family and survive. She never expected to be betrayed by the very family she trusted most. But unexpectedly, she transmigrated into a world where men were inferior and women were honored. Ran was very satisfied with this. There were no evolved super zombies here. There were no deadly extreme weather disasters. And no family members trying to kill her.