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[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

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After being betrayed and abused by her original family for years, Ji Yunhe finally lost all hope towards the Ji family and decided to switch identities through the Self-Saving System. From then on, she became Mo Yunhe, the pampered daughter of the villainous Mos who was treated like a pearl in the palm. Mo Yunhe had three brothers: The Big Brother Ceo Mo Xingchen, The Genius Surgeon Second Brother Mo Yuning, and The once-in-a-millenium Martial Artist Prodigy Third Brother Mo Xinhuai. According to the novel, they all shared similar traits: tall, rich, handsome, and one beating heart that is rotten to the core. The Big Brother often manipulates the company’s report to provide slush funds and participate in numerous illegal activities; the Second Brother–a despicable person who favors the rich and looks down on the poor, and the Third Brother–the genius who is looked up by many–likes to use his reputation and background to bully the other backgroundless students alongside his good-for-nothing little sister. Mo Yunhe who knew about their horrible endings: “...” Now that she had become a part of the villainous family, it was only right for her to save her loved ones and alter their fates. However, there’s just one little problem… [Alert! Alert! Host, you are not allowed to go OOC! You are not allowed to go OOC! You are not allowed to go OOC! Important things need to be told thrice!] Mo Yunhe: “...” How was she going to change their fates if they’re only allowed to become despicable villains who even passing dogs in the streets spit at? The pure and straight-as-pole Male Lead had an idea: “Why not be my woman? Yunyun, I’ll protect you!” The Black-bellied Second Male Lead: “Do you want to die? Dare to provoke me, that damned playgirl can only be mine, the villain!” Mo Yunhe: “...” Shut up, will you? My three siscon brothers are looking! Tags include: #light #fast-paced #comedy #romance #campuslife #crazygirl

"Two Alphas. One Prophecy. A battle between an Obsessed Stalker and Fated Mate." Cael never wanted to be alpha. He just wanted freedom, to find his mate and live a normal life. But when his father was betrayed and killed, Cael had no choice but to fight and take his place. Now trapped in endless battles to protect his business empire and pack land, which happened to be rich with the coveted moonstone, he has become cold, untrusting, and ruthless, which isolated him from his pack and friends. But when fate brings Elisa into his life, everything changes; something about her stirs all the longing he’s spent years burying to become a successful alpha. Elisa, an omega with a suppressed wolf, has always felt different. Hidden and overprotected by her parents, she doesn’t know that a prophecy ties her to unimaginable power. After an attempt on her life, she joins the Silverclaw Pack under Cael’s protection. With danger lurking in the shadows and an adopted sister who may or may not possess supernatural abilities, she begins to uncover truths about herself—and confusing feelings for the cold alpha that protects her. But Cael isn’t the only one that wants Elisa. Dante, a ruthless alpha hiding his wolf, has spent years stalking her. He knows about her powers, not just that he believes she is the one he loves, his future Luna, and will stop at nothing to claim her, even if it means tearing her away from the one man who may be her soulmate. When an unplanned pregnancy rips Cael and Eli apart, Dante steps in, offering comfort when she feels hurt and betrayed. Two alphas compete for her heart—only one can earn her trust. Will Cael manage to open his heart in time to save Elisa? Or will he give Dante a chance to claim her? Dive into a world of love, secrecy, and betrayal.

[Mature Content] “If the butler stares at you too long, I’ll pluck his eyes out.” “If the chauffeur smiles at you sweetly, he’ll soon have no face.” “If any man lays a hand on you, I swear, I’ll cut them into tiny pieces.” Caligo has made these threats more times than I can count—threats I always brushed off as dramatic and a little unhinged. Until the day a designer complimented my post-partum body while measuring me… And Caligo knocked out every single one of his teeth. That was the day I stopped pretending. Caligo wasn’t just crazy, he was fucking deadly and I was his broken little weapon. ________ Rosemary Mercer found herself in a trafficking organization, disguised as a convent after a misfortunate incident. She has since then learned to accept her fate until he came without permission… Caligo Knox Sterling, bastard-born son of a powerful werewolf dynasty who clawed his way to the top to become Alpha despite the jeers, the cruelty, and all the shame. He was never enough for his pack. Never good enough next to his perfect little half-brother. So when Caligo discovered the whereabouts of his brother’s fated mate, he did the unthinkable: He bought her and declared her his; a breeder, a weapon… his payback. Now, stuck between two dangerous brothers: One who neglected her. One who owns her. Rose must survive a house full of terrible secrets, a family twisted by power, and a love triangle that was never meant to exist. But when her heart begins to betray her, when the mate bond starts to get to her, Rose has to ask herself: Is she falling for the wrong brother… or the worst one?

On the day of her wedding, Selene catches her fiancé in bed with her best friend. Humiliated by their betrayal and their cruel body-shaming.She makes one reckless decision: sleep with a stranger and walk away. Five years later, she’s a confident single mother with nothing to prove….until her new job brings her face-to-face with her new CEO… the same man from that night. Nikolas Darkos. Billionaire. Cold. Magnetic. And now offering her a six-month marriage contract—a golden opportunity for revenge against those who once broke her. But there’s one thing he doesn’t know: Their one-night stand of passion resulted in a son. Can Selene keep her son a secret for six months? Or risk losing everything? And what happens when the fake tension between them turns into something dangerously real? ******************* “I don’t believe you, Selene King.” His face now barely few inches away from hers as his lips brushed against the tip of her nose. Very bone in her body tensed. Tucking her lower lips under her teeth as she bit down to stop a groan from escaping her lips. Resting his hand on the wall,he leaned closer,“Well, congratulations. Girlfriend you just became my wife.” The words dropped from his lips like a bomb exploding in Selene’s head. “What do you mea—” But,Before she could finish her sentence, his lips crashed on hers, pulling her into a deep hungry kiss.

“A woman chasing freedom. A man hiding pain. When fate binds them, love becomes the most dangerous game.” --- She ran from a golden cage. He ruled a kingdom built on shadows. One race. One spark. Everything changed. Ava Sinclair was born into power—but never wanted it. Raised in a world of cold smiles and gleaming emptiness, she longed not for diamonds, but for love—the kind her father had for her mother. To escape the suffocating luxury and hollow expectations of her elite life, Ava makes a secret bet with her brother: one year to live like a normal woman, no wealth, no title—just raw, unfiltered freedom. But love, it seems, was never meant for someone like her. Betrayed for not being "rich enough," she buries her heart beneath work, petals, and solitude… until one night at a street race, fate throws her into the path of a man more dangerous than any heartbreak. Dominic Vale is a billionaire whispered about with awe and fear. Calculated, cold, and commanding, he lives in the shadows of a tragic past and a silent war for answers about his brother’s disappearance. But the woman he meets that night? She doesn’t cower. She challenges. She stirs emotions he thought he had buried forever. A series of magnetic encounters turns into a game of tension, vulnerability, and passion. But just when things begin to burn, Ava vanishes without a word, leaving Dominic torn between fury and longing. A year later, fate plays its final card. Bound by an arranged marriage she didn’t agree to, Ava chooses to follow her parents’ wish—but refuses to even look at the man’s photo. She doesn’t want to know until they meet. And when the day comes, she walks into the room... Only to see the man she once ran from—sitting across from her, composed and smirking. He leans forward across the table, his voice like silk over fire. "You shouldn't have run away." --- "page cover isn't mine guys"

She wanted revenge. She never meant to fall for the man she was supposed to destroy. After losing everything in a scandal that shattered her family, Ava Sinclair rises from the ruins with one mission — to take back her power and bring down the empire that crushed her father’s name. Cold, brilliant, and unstoppable, she’s ready to face the man at the center of it all — Damien Blackwood. Damien is ruthless. Commanding. A billionaire with a gaze sharp enough to slice through armor and a touch dangerous enough to make her forget every vow she made. Ava tells herself she can resist him. That she can outplay him. But every stolen glance, every reckless touch blurs the line between hate and longing, pulling her into a dangerous game she swore she'd never lose. And then there’s Julian Rhodes — the man who once held her heart when it was young and untouched. Loyal, patient, devoted. The man who has waited in silence for her to see him again. But even Julian has secrets, and the boy she once trusted has become a man she doesn’t fully know anymore. Caught between a past that won't stay buried and a future she can’t quite grasp, Ava must choose between two powerful men — one who could ruin her and one who could break her... and a love that could cost her everything. In a world of wealth, betrayal, and devastating passion, survival isn’t enough. Not when her heart — and her future — are both on the line. His Love, Her Revenge is a heart-stopping billionaire romance about forbidden desires, second chances, and the devastating cost of choosing love over revenge.

Dove Sterling, a twenty-two-year-old CEO of one of the country's biggest beauty companies, is also the devoted mother of an adorable three-year-old boy. Four years ago, under the influence of a drug slipped to her by a so-called "friend," she unknowingly spent the night with a complete stranger—someone she couldn’t even remember afterward. Determined to move on, Dove’s world comes crashing down when she discovers she’s pregnant. As if that weren’t enough, she’s constantly surrounded by people waiting to see her fall. But Dove? She refuses to give them that satisfaction. She rises, stronger each time. Dante Lancaster, the owner of the world’s largest security firm and heir to one of the richest families, has never forgotten the mysterious woman from that unforgettable night. Her face is etched into his memory. His obsession with finding her only deepens when he discovers she is none other than the granddaughter of the man who once saved his life—a man Dante deeply respects. And then he learns the impossible—she's pregnant with his child. From that moment on, Dante vows to make her his. But life has its own plans. Dove disappears abroad, giving birth to their son while Dante battles his own demons, never taking his eyes off her from afar. Three years later, fate intervenes. Now responsible for Dove and her son's protection, Dante sees this as his second chance. But winning her heart—and dealing with a little boy fiercely protective of his mother—proves more difficult than he imagined. Dante’s biggest obstacle? His own son giving him constant headaches! ---

She was never supposed to wear the wedding dress. When her flawless stepsister vanished on the day of her high-profile wedding to billionaire Alexander Wolfe, Emma Reed was thrown into a storm she never saw coming. To save her broken family from disgrace and debt, she’s forced to take her place at the altar — as a last-minute replacement bride. Cold, calculating, and dangerously powerful, Alexander doesn’t care who signs the marriage papers. For him, love is a myth, and marriage is just strategy. But Emma is nothing like the polished socialites in his world. She’s quiet, resilient — and far more than he expected. Trapped in a loveless arrangement, living under the same roof but miles apart, Emma tries to survive in a house that sees her as disposable. Until her quiet strength begins to chip away at Alexander’s walls. But when past lovers return and buried secrets rise, their fragile bond shatters. In a world where everything is fake — power, promises, even love — can something real still survive?

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. ...but what sleeps beneath the mountain is no myth. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf known as the Harbinger of Misfortune. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

They're born to destined to be together. Their past life was vivid in his eyes. He was waiting to meet her and finally one day he did. However unlike him, He was a stranger to her but she didn't know why, she felt her love towards him. Their paths intertwined. They chose to walk together. There was love, there was joy, and there were also tragedies. He needed her and she needed him. It was all about them.

In a world where magic blooms from the soul, the land of Lunaria shines with peace, light, and fluttering fairies that dance in moonlit gardens. On the other side of the world lies Duskvaria, a cursed continent ruled by demons, darkness, and the cold, merciless Devil King. Princess Lunastia, born without a single spark of magic, lived under the shadow of whispers—until her 18th birthday. When she stood beneath the sacred Tree of Fate, not only did it awaken a mysterious, long-buried power within her… it left a single symbol etched into her destiny: a question mark. Lunaria rejoiced. Their powerless princess now held magic, and the kingdom bathed in celebration. But beyond the glowing walls of her realm, in the pitch black of Duskvaria, two eyes had been watching—waiting patiently for the girl marked by fate to step into the world. She was never meant to be ordinary. And he… was never meant to let her go. A tale of light bound to darkness, of power born from mystery, and of a love that could destroy or save the world.

In a bustling city, two souls who live in different worlds, never meant to meet, cross paths. Tristan Asher, the cold, calculating CEO of Asher Industries faces an ultimatum: get married by the end of the month or step down from his position. On the other hand, Ariel Jones a passionate chef, who runs her own food truck is in serious debt after her brother borrows money from a dangerous loan shark. After a disastrous first encounter, Tristan seeks her out with a deal. A contract marriage to ensure he keeps his position, and for her to be able to pay off her debt. As they deal with the complexities of their relationship feeling begin to develop, and the lines they set are blurred. Will they let their contract turn into something genuine? Or will they let external forces tear them apart? Can they find the perfect recipe for a loving marriage?

Lizandra was transported to a Realm, having to survive on her own in a forest full of monsters, going through challenges that had made her who she is now, a Universe filled with God-like Beings. She had done everything she could to fight back, made a place for herself and even had a family once. But one decision changed her life…..her own decision to return to Earth, to go back to the people she had once called family all those eons ago…. Fate had different plans though, the world she knew has changed a lot. Monsters roamed around with Dungeons breaks swallowing whole cities. Humans had obtained the power from [System] to fight them back but, for how long will it go on.  This is the story of Lizandra, a woman who came back to her world after eons. Only to find it turned upside down. She, a Conqueror of the Realms, was back and there were forces around her that were creating chaos. There are beings that she will have to face, situations that will need her to be ruthless, things that will test her mind. Once again….facing the God-like Beings but this time, it would be different. ------------------------------------------------------ MC - Overpowered, Cunning, Villainous, Ruthless, Caring. There is romance, but only behind the scenes, for now. There is a system, but not for the MC. At least in the early chapters. It will be there once certain conditions are met. There is Multiverse, Invasion, a bit of Gore and lots of Destruction.  There will be a Multiversal ranking and a bunch of other stuff later on in the story (Keep Reading To Find Out). The story picks pace after first 10 chapters ------------------------------------------------------ Excerpt* Looking at the beams and spells raining on us. I wanted to end all of this with one single spell. Every person on the battleship and on the battlefield had a soul, there was nothing in this universe that could survive without having a soul. The soul was the most important thing connecting a being to reality. So I decided to use one of my most lethal but non destructive spells, The Soul Disintegration spell "Starfire Flux". This spell disintegrates the soul from within and doesn't leave anything behind except for dead bodies, burning every part of the soul with the heat of a supernova. Making the target of this spell wish for instant death rather than the horrifying pain. "Decrusto, Una scar" I let out a short whisper as a magic circle formed above us, covering the entire battleship and the field. A magic circle filled with bright runes, blinding everyone except the three of us.  A few seconds passed as the light died down, bodies fell to the ground where they were standing. All the Invaders had died, I didn't doubt that my spell would not work on them because I had used this same spell to kill a dragon before. A dragon's soul was a lot stronger than the soul of a human, so there was no chance for them to survive this. The only thing that remained was the eerie humming of the battleship as it stayed in the sky. ------------------------------------------------------ Author's Note - Don't just read the synopsis and leave thinking that it might be boring. Just try reading the first few chapters. There may be some things unexplained but later on everything will get cleared out (I’m keeping things mysterious). Chapter Schedule - One or Two chapters a Day.  Timing - Not fixed, but the chapters will be uploaded as soon as they are done writing. Word Count - 2000 to 3000 words per chapter.

When lonely writer Lina enters the forbidden woods to save a lost child, she never expects to come face to face with a monstrous wolf—and the boy she once loved. Injured and unconscious, she awakens deep inside a hidden werewolf pack… and in the care of their brooding Alpha. But when her eyes open, the Alpha is none other than Daniel—her high school love, who vanished without a trace years ago. Now he’s powerful, ruthless, and impossibly protective. And he claims she’s been marked. By him. Caught in the crossfire of a deadly pack rivalry and hunted by an ancient council that wants her gone, Lina must choose: run from the monsters of her past, or embrace the power sleeping inside her—and the man who would burn the world to protect her.

Born into one of the wealthiest families in the country, Layla Rosenzweig's true identity is taken away at the time of her birth by the mistress of her father.  She is forced to live as the illegitimate daughter of the Rosenzweig Family. Everyone treats her no less than an outsider in her own house.  "This is mine. That is mine. In fact, everything is mine," Layla's half-sister told her.   Everything that belonged to Layla is given to her half-sister, including her boyfriend.  Then, she is forced to marry her ex-boyfriend's ruthless uncle, Lucius De Salvo, the most terrifying man in the country.   Lucius De Salvo is known for his ruthless ways to get his work done. His name is enough to terrify people. It is said that he is a man devoid of emotions. He will find pleasure in people's pain and misery. He loves to torment those who come under his radar.  But why is he so lovely to Layla? Or is it just a pretense? "Are you ready for the wedding night, Darling?" Lucius asked. “I've desired you for a long time.”  “What?” Layla was shocked. “Why would you?”  “Because you are Layla Rosenzweig. The woman I like.” With that, he captured her mouth for a passionate kiss. ~~~~~ **Cover Is Mine** The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life. Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

[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 started the shower and then looked to her and ordered her “Take off your clothes.” She almost snapped her neck with how quickly she turned her head to face me. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Princess.” She looked at me dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe I was asking her to do this. The sheer audacity of me. She’s rich. Ha. “No, absolutely not.” She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted her lip a little, showing part of her fang. It was a warning glare. “I’m not a patient man. Strip or I will strip you of your clothes.” As I spoke those words, a sense of thrill shot through me. I've seen plenty of women naked. But my enemy’s daughter. Stripping her of her dignity, forcing her to humiliate herself. My wolf purred inside. “I will not.” Odette stood firm in her stance. “I will only tolerate so much disobedience.” I growled at her, I moved quickly, closing the distance between us in an instance. I grabbed her sleeve and tore it off her. She jerked back covering her arm with her hand. I moved closer to her. Ripping off another shred of her dress. She screamed “Stop it. Don’t touch me. Dog.” She napped. I snarled “Call me a dog one more time princess and see how I punish you.” “D.O.G. DOG” She said firm and slow. “I’m not actually, I am the Alpha King, the strongest and most powerful Alpha there’s ever been.” I was getting tired of the disrespect. “Keep feeding that ego of yours, maybe one day it’ll be a reality.” She hissed back. I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed and squirmed in my grip. But I held firm. Getting in close I whisper in her ear “Watch your little wh*re mouth. Before I shove something in it to keep it busy.”

"The house remembered what everyone else forgot... including our love." When Lila Hart, a free-spirited artist, inherits a crumbling Victorian mansion in New Orleans, she expects peeling wallpaper and creaky floors not the haunting piano melodies that echo through the halls at midnight. Theodore "Theo" Ashford is no ordinary ghost. A Jazz Age pianist who died mysteriously in 1927, his soul has lingered for nearly a century, trapped by a promise unkept and a murder unsolved. As Lila restores the mansion: She discovers love letters hidden in the piano bench all addressed to a woman who looks exactly like her Wakes to find new musical compositions written in her notebook in handwriting that isn't hers Uncovers a bloodied tuxedo jacket concealed behind a false wall The deeper she digs, the more dangerous the truth becomes: She's the reincarnation of Theo's lost love Someone in town knows what really happened that night in 1927 The same force that killed Theo is now watching her Two choices remain: Help Theo find peace and lose him forever Or risk becoming another ghost in the mansion's tragic history A haunting tale of soulmates, secrets, and the melodies that linger after the music stops

NO RAPE! MATURE CONTENT/ VIOLENCE BUT NOTHING TOO GORY FOR READERS TO HANDLE. Lilith was a rebellious child while growing up and didn’t have a belief in marriage as she saw it as a fancy prison. She was adopted by Lycan foster parents who saw her as nothing more than a burden. Because she was human, they repeatedly sold her to men seeking mistresses, but each time, she was returned after a single night. At last, she thought she had found an escape, falling for a man who promised her freedom. But instead of a life of love and freedom, she awoke in chains, barely clothed, imprisoned in a room in the pack house of the Alpha Lycan of the Purple Phoenix Pack. Suddenly a voice spoke, “So, you have awoken?” Slithering down her spine like ice water. Never before had mere words unsettled her so, but this one did. It was laced with menace, whispering of danger…of death. As she shifted, pain lashed through her body, sharp and stinging. She winced, squeezing her eyes shut against the agony, only to realize her situation. She was bound, barely clothed, and trapped. How did this happen? She had been on her way to her husband’s house and…oh, no. He had betrayed her! “Who are you?” She demanded, forcing herself to swallow her fear, to summon courage despite the quiver in her voice. She strained to see the source of the voice, but the oppressive darkness yielded nothing. Frustration flared within her. “Humans…” The word dripped with disdain and disgust. “Always asking unnecessary questions.” His hatred was palpable, seething. One wrong word, and he would not hesitate to end her. “Whip her.” Lycans were cursed beasts who rarely had mates. After a hundred years of waiting, the Alpha Lycan was commanded by the gods to take a virgin human bride to conceive an heir. But he despised humans and had no desire to rule with one by his side. So he agreed; he would mate with her, but once she bore his child, she would be discarded. Before she could part her lips to talk, the order was given. The lash struck her back, sharp and searing, and she cried out in agony. … Days passed. The whipping continued, lasting for thirty minutes each day but Alpha Zayd never returned. “Kill her. She is of no use.” He ordered, but instead of despair, something unexpected flared within her…hope. “I will be your slave,” she whispered, forcing the words out. “And I will offer my body only to you, Alpha Zayd.” He stilled. His golden gaze flickered toward her, considering. “Take her to my bed,” he ordered. Then, just as swiftly as he had appeared, he was gone. Determined, Lilith agreed to be his slave but only to find a way to escape and make everyone pay.