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Fated To Four Alphas Even Though I Am Mute

“Let me see" I watched her examine the dress, my heart began to beat fast as I swallowed hard. I prayed in my heart to the moon goddess that she should be satisfied. Then her eyes found the hem, and her expression changed, it shifted from bitterness to fury in an instant. "What is this?" She asked aggressively and I swallowed hard "You burned it!" Sofia screamed, her voice rose to a pitch that almost made my ear ring."You burned my dress! My dress for the Ascension Ball!" Sophia pointed to the hem of the dress but I saw nothing there. I thought maybe I was missing it, so I squinted, but still didn't find any burn mark. I was so confused, I nodded my head to say I hadn't see anything but she only stared at me for a while then she began to laugh so loud "You're going to see the burn mark very soon" she said and walked towards the table, she grabbed the hot coal iron, and placed it on the hem of the dress she she had just said I burnt while she continued to smile at me. When I realized what was happened, I just could believe what was happening, she was gonna burn the dress herself and blame me for it. This is madness. After burning the dress to her satisfaction, she pulled the iron away and there was a tiny brown spot. She turned to me and pointed to her burn mark. "Do you see it now?" she said, smiling like it was a joke. The next second, a slap was cracked across my face with enough force that my head snapped to the side.  Stunned , I set my palm against my cheek to feel the bruise. I didn't need anyone to tell me that her hand would be imprinted on my face. "You did this on purpose!" she hissed at me with spit flying from her lips  "You're jealous! Aren't you? It's because I'll have everything while you'll continue to be a worthless piece of shit. You're jealous that I'll be at the quadruplets side while you'll continue to be a whore servant. I tried to pulling away from her but she quickly grabbed my hair and pulled my head backwards with all her strength. "Let's see what the Alphas will say about this," she growled in my ear as she pulled me towards the door, I cried so hard and felt crazy scalp pain as she tightened her grip on my hair. 
Floatingberries · 2.6k Views

Reborn as the Psycho Villainess Who Ate Her Slave Beasts’ Contracts

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.
K1ERA · 8.8k Views

Sold By My Sister and Mate, Saved By The Beast I Fed Them To

She was the perfect trophy wife... until she wasn't. Luna gave EVERYTHING to her Alpha husband Victor - her loyalty, her body, her very soul. She handled his estate, bore his cruelty, and watched him take credit for HER work while she withered away like a forgotten flower. But when she catches him in THEIR bed with her own sister? That's when the real Luna awakens. "He will kill you, Victor." Those five words change everything. Because the savage wolf Luna threatens him with? She knows he will even kill her along with the entire estate, which he will soon burn to ashes. He was an untamed, savage beast. Javrian - the beast every Alpha fears, the shadow that haunts the borderlands - arrives with silver eyes blazing and one mission: Claim what's his...burn down what he don't claim. But Luna has been broken too many times that she feared or cared about approaching beast. And why does she care either way, especially after being fed an aphrodisiac at the last moment by her sister, offered as bait to savage wolves—the wave that the Wolf Barbarian Javrian was bringing with him. Being already devoid of soul—which died long ago—and a heating body preparing to receive her last pain, she braced herself to be stripped of her last dignity after being betrayed by everyone. > So why does this terrifying beast cover her with his cloak instead of claiming her body? > Why does he kill her tormentors but treat her like precious treasure? And why do her dead heart start beating again when he declares: "You are mine, Luna"? From withered wife to claimed queen One savage Alpha who sees her true worth Revenge served ice-cold A Luna who learns to bloom again Some flowers need blood to grow. And Luna? She's about to become the most beautiful, dangerous bloom in the entire kingdom. Will the discarded trophy wife embrace her savage protector? Or will her broken heart remain too withered to love? Read to find out how a beast teaches a broken woman to be a QUEEN. DISCLAIMER: Contains mature themes, revenge plots, possessive Alpha behavior, and a FL who goes from doormat to DANGEROUS. Not for the faint of heart! Additional Tags: #AlphaMale, #BeastHero, #PossessiveMaleLead, #ProtectiveHero, #VirginAlpha, #SmartFL, #GentleGiant, #StrongFemaleLead, #MorallyGreyCharacters, #PowerCouple, #EnemiesToLovers, #SecondChanceRomance, #FatedMates, #ForbiddenLove, #TouchHerAndDie, #WhoDidThisToYou, #OnlyOneBed, #ForcedProximity, #InstantAttraction, #RedemptionArc, #ShifterRomance, #WolfShifter, #ParanormalRomance, #FantasyRomance, #SupernaturalRomance, #BeautyAndTheBeast, #DarkRomance, #SteamyRomance, #PregnancyRomance, #BreedingKink, #DominanceAndSubmission, #PraiseKink, #SizeKink, #PossessiveRomance, #ObsessedHero, #RevengePlot, #ArrangedMarriage, #PoliticalIntrigue, #RoyalRomance, #EmpireBuilding, #PowerPlay
K1ERA · 13.2k Views

TheMoonChild

When Nahla Calder crashes on a forbidden border road, she becomes prey to a rogue wolf. Saved by a powerful Alpha who should be her enemy, she's thrust into a brewing war between humans and wolves. The world thinks she's been kidnapped. The Alpha knows she's marked for death. And neither of them can resist the dangerous pull growing between them. “The human girl lay half-conscious on the forest floor. Blood soaked her thigh. Mud streaked her caramel skin. Her curls were tangled with leaves and broken twigs, spilling wildly around her like a dark halo. One hazelnut eye was open, unfocused, reflecting the faint shine of moonlight. She clutched a broken branch in her shaking hands as though she still intended to fight. Even dying, she held her ground. Riven stepped closer, slow and deliberate, letting his shadow fall over her. Her half-lidded gaze snapped up, sharpening for a brief moment. Defiance flickered there, even through the pain. The branch swung weakly at him. "Stay back," she rasped. "I swear to God, I'll kill you." Her voice was raw. Small. But the threat was real. Something stirred beneath his ribs. Not the mate-bond. Not exactly. But a pull. A whisper. A spark of recognition from the old magic that lived in all wolves. Riven ignored it. Humans were not to be touched. Not to be trusted. Not to be protected. But the rogue's bite mark on her leg made something inside him snarl. He crouched beside her. Her fear scent hit him again. Not city-smog fear. Not hatred. Something else. Something unbearably human. "You are hurt," he said, voice low. She flinched like the sound itself cut her. Her hazelnut eyes widened. She tried to crawl back, couldn't. "Don't," she whispered. "Please... don't..." Riven realized she was begging. Begging him not to kill her. His chest tightened with something unpleasant and foreign. He reached for her. She swung the branch again, weaker this time. Her breath hitched, a sob breaking free. Riven caught her wrist gently. Her skin was soft. Warm. Smooth in a way he did not expect. He had never touched a human before. Never been close enough to see their eyes, their fear, their trembling hands. Never been close enough to smell anything but their anger. He had not expected... this. Vanilla and warm earth. Not poison. Not hatred. "You will die if you stay here," he said. She stared at him, eyes glassy, lips trembling. "Better than being eaten," she whispered. He felt it then. Just for a moment. A tug. A faint thrum under his sternum, like a drumbeat that was not his own. The bond. Flickering like a spark in the dark. He crushed it instantly. No. Not a human. The moon would not curse him like that. Riven slid his arms beneath her. She clawed weakly at him, her fingers scraping his jaw. "Let me go," she cried. "Please... let me go..." "Enough." His voice hardened. "You cannot walk." "I don't want a wolf touching me." The words hit him harder than they should have. "Too late," he said quietly.
Alinannan · 3.4k Views

Vow Of The Omega

At nine years old, Lyra Hale’s world was destroyed. Her parents the revered Alphas of the Silverfang Pack were brutally murdered in a surprise attack led by their most trusted allies. Forced to witness her brother’s death, Lyra fled into the wilderness at his final command, vanishing into a distant pack under a new name. Years later, she lives as a lowly omega in Crescent Moon Pack, hiding her true heritage and biding her time. Every day fuels her silent vow of vengeance against those who betrayed her blood. But her carefully built disguise begins to crack when her Alpha hosts a grand summit, inviting leaders from across the realm. Among them is Alpha Kaelan Draven of Ironclaw the man who once stood beside her brother as his closest friend. Kaelan has spent years searching for his fated mate, but when he finds her, she is not the gentle soul he imagined only a fierce omega whose scent stirs memories of a past soaked in blood. Lyra recognizes him instantly… as one of the faces from that night. Determined to deny the bond, Lyra defies fate and fights Kaelan with every breath. But when her resistance threatens the fragile peace between packs, she’s forced into an unwanted acceptance choosing survival over pride. Beneath her calm exterior, however, burns a dangerous secret: she intends to destroy him from within. As the truth of the past resurfaces, Kaelan discovers that his destined mate is the sister of the Alpha he failed to protect. Caught between the ghosts of betrayal and the pull of fate, he must prove his innocence before Lyra’s vengeance consumes them both. When new betrayals rise from the ashes, Lyra must decide will she hold on to her hate, or risk everything for the mate who would face the world to stand by her side?
Writer_JO · 16.8k Views