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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” he lightly drew a circle around my nipple. I froze, because only one person ever touched under my clothes. Not even Kal. “Princess?” He paused. I turned my head because I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t bear the truth. Admitting out loud I’d been weak enough to let so low life worthless dog touch me. He knew without my nod, that was a place Ezra touched me. I heard him growl low, something angry. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”
devonany · 176k Views

Moonbound: A Hunter’s Oath

The Holter name carried the weight of centuries—a bloodline forged in moonlight and silver, sworn to stand as London’s silent guardians against the things that lurked in the dark. Generation after generation, they had passed down their grim craft, their children raised on stories of claws and curses rather than nursery rhymes. But Roger Holter had wanted none of it. He had turned his back on the hunt, desperate for a life untainted by blood and wolfsbane. A normal existence. A safe one. Then the wolves came for his wife. She died alone in their home, her body shredded by talons and teeth while Roger was miles away, oblivious. The only witness was their youngest son, Marlon, whose wide, terrified eyes would forever hold the memory of his mother’s last, gasping breath. Grief hardened into obsession. Roger, once so determined to escape his family’s legacy, now saw his defiance as weakness—as the reason his wife lay cold in the ground. Consumed by vengeance, he abandoned his sons, leaving Marlon and Thomas in the care of his sister, Agatha, before they had even outgrown their boyhood. And with cruel irony, he bound them to the very fate he had once rejected—enrolling them in the London Hunters’ Guild, where they would learn to kill the monsters he had failed to stop. Years bled away. The Holter brothers grew into hunters as sharp as the blades they carried, their names whispered in the shadows where beasts and men collided. But fate had not yet finished with them. On a night like any other, their hunt led them to a creature unlike the feral, snarling beasts they were accustomed to. This was no mindless monster. She was the heir to the Royal Canine Clan—the most powerful and disciplined of all lycanthrope bloodlines. A queen in waiting. And her capture would tear Marlon’s world apart. For she was not just a beast to be slain. She was the beginning
UglyDog · 1.6k Views

Beta Zander Perez

“You want to know about the mate bond we share?” His words stopped me midway as I turned around to face him. I didn’t say a word as I felt my heart palpitate in anticipation. “Beta Perez, I…” Before I could speak, he continued. “I have decided to never let a woman into my life, Miss. James. I have learned long back that they only serve as a distraction. Why would I need a mate if I could have any women I want? Am I right, Miss. James?” He asked me as I felt my eyes burn, but I held back my tears. “A mate is your better half, Beta Perez.” I choked out the words when he let out a humorless laugh. “According to me, you need a mate to satisfy your needs and maybe an heir in the long run. I think I can buy that with some money, Miss. James.” “Don’t you feel the mate bond, Beta Perez?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer. “I would have at least considered mating with you if you held a rank, Miss. James. But I don’t think I want a woman who is a nobody with a lonely mother and a runaway father.” I felt my chest rise and fall in anger while something broke within me. A tense silence engulfed us as we stared at one another. Join us in this journey where Aurora and Zander find love again as sparks ignite between them and desire crackles in the air, the tension builds, pushing them closer together. Will Zander’s feelings toward the mate bond transform as he grapples with the chemistry between them, or will fear of another heartbreak drive him to reject her? The future is uncertain, but one thing is clear: their destinies are intertwined in ways they never anticipated.
02Butterscotch · 208.5k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

She was to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awakens something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 10.8k Views

Alpha's Auctioned mate is an outcast

Alpha Cassian was once feared and revered, a warrior who led his pack with unwavering strength. But when his mate was killed, a part of him died with her. For years, he ruled in solitude, convinced that the Moon Goddess had cursed him to walk alone. Love was a weakness he could not afford, and his heart remained closed off, his pack growing colder under his reign. That changes the night he is forced to attend the Omega auction. Among the trembling, discarded she-wolves stands her—a fragile yet defiant woman whose scent awakens something primal inside him. She is his mate. His second chance. But Cassian refuses to believe in fate a second time. The omega, once cast out for being wolfless, is sold to him against her will. In his world, she is nothing—a burden, a mistake. Yet, despite his rejection, she refuses to cower. As threats rise within the pack and outside forces scheme against them, Cassian is forced to protect her, even as he resists the bond pulling him closer. But fate is relentless, and when she is taken from him, Cassian will have to decide—will he risk his heart once more, or will he lose his mate for a second time? *** “Let me go,” she whispered, her lips quivering as tears rolled down her cheeks. He said he hated her—so why wasn’t he letting her go? Cassian’s eyes darkened at the sight of her tears. Without a second thought, he leaned in, burying his face in the crook of her neck. “What if I don’t?” he murmured, his voice rough with an emotion he refused to name. Her intoxicating scent clouded his thoughts, stirring something primal within him. He wasn’t supposed to feel this way. Yet, with her, every instinct rebelled against reason. “Because you don’t love me,” she choked out, her hands trembling against his chest. “And if you don’t, then you have no right to keep me.” She was right. Then why did the thought of separation pierce his heart like a blade? "Then why doesn't your body feel same. Infact it's screaming at me to touch you there" his voice sultry as he moved his hand down south. **** Add the book to library. Drop votes and reviews. Support the author with your endless love DAILY UPDATES STARTS FROM 1st MAY
akshaya_vanne · 44.4k Views

The SHEWOLF & The LAST HE-DRAGON

"Sometimes letting go of the one you love with all your heart can be the right thing to do," he said bitterly as he let go of my hand and took a step back. "No," my voice broke in-between as tears threatened to fall. But he simply offered a sad smile and I could see the pain in his eyes. It was heart wrenching. "Your mate needs you, Ingrid," he sadly reminded me as he further distanced himself away but I didn't bother looking at my mate who was obviously waiting for me to come to him. "NO, I WANT ONLY YOU!" I screamed and the atmosphere shifted drastically as he suddenly froze in place. And seeing his reluctance, I finally said those words I have always held back until now... "I love you and only you." ~ Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. And as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate.... But, who said it's a MUST to end up with a mate or soulmate? Who made the rule that your life MUST be tied to a selected person when you have the choice to be with the person you truly love and choose by yourself? Fueled and influenced by the mate pull, Ingrid's mind is clouded with her mate but initially before even meeting him, she encountered someone who she genuinely fell in love with without knowing it until it was nearly too late.....
FaeyVor5651 · 35.4k Views

Rejected By One, Claimed By Four

“You disgust me.” He spat. “Throwing yourself at Alpha Jaxon like a cheap dog in heat. You were never my sister. You are a stain on this family.” I tried to speak, but my voice broke. “Cory, please. I don’t know what they’re saying. I didn’t—” "Shut up!" He snapped, “I wish you were never born.” My mother took a step forward. Her voice was calm, and cold, yet frightening at how calm she sounded. “You are a disgrace, and I’m ashamed to say you are my daughter.” Her words cut deeper than any blade. I gasped, clutching my chest, as oxygen burned in my lungs. All eyes fell on Jaxon now, as his lips curved in the smallest hint of a smile. He took a slow step forward, raising his head and spoke so not just these people could hear but the whole realm could feel it. “This weak, pathetic omega thought she could be my mate and my Luna.” He paused, letting everyone feel his disgust. “She cried for attention, and begged for my cock, and whispered sweet things into my ears. But she is worthless. She has no strength. No pride. No grace. She is just an empty whore.” The crowd gasped, some nodded. Their eyes followed his every word. My legs turned to lead as I felt flooded with helplessness. He looked down at me like I was a bug. “Aria Blake. Mate of the Alpha no more. You mean nothing to me. Tonight, I cast you out.” **** Aria Blake was the quiet omega everyone ignored, the one no one thought would ever matter. So when she discovered her fated mate was Jaxon Storm, the cold and powerful Alpha of the West, she believed her life was finally about to change. She was wrong. Jaxon crushed her hope, humiliated her, and cast her out without a second thought. Heartbroken and alone, Aria fled into the dark forest. She thought she’d lost everything—until she learned she was carrying his child. Hunted and terrified, Aria tried to disappear. But fate wasn’t finished. Four powerful Alphas found her. Each one protected her. Each one awakened something inside her. And each one turned out to be her second chance mates. Not just one. Not two. But four. Now, Aria is no longer the weak girl they once overlooked. She's a mother to be, a Luna in the making, and a storm the Alphas never saw coming. And when Jaxon comes back to claim what he threw away, he’ll learn the hard way that you don’t cast aside a queen and expect her to stay down.
Glory_Samuel_5946 · 1.9k Views