

Outcast Alice saves Vampire Duke Gideon during a bloodline rampage, and one fateful night leaves her carrying their pureblood daughter, Gemma. Unaware of each other’s identity, they reunite when Alice becomes his blood servant, facing deadly trials, rebellion, and a love Gemma keeps pulling them toward.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking.

On my eighteenth birthday, the High King summoned the heirs of the four great clans—the Vampires, the Werewolves, the High Serpent Clan, and the Merfolk. He laid their portraits before me and said, "Choose one to be your bondmate." I did not hesitate. I pointed to Damon—the werewolf with no noble bloodline, born in a forgotten corner of the realm. The entire court erupted in disbelief. Everyone knew who I used to love. Alpha Iris—the heir of the most powerful Lycan bloodline. For seven years, I chased him with blind devotion. No matter how harshly he treated me, I never gave up. I confessed to him over and over, sometimes right in the royal court. I even performed a blood-binding ritual—slitting my wrist—to earn the right to marry him. In my previous life, I got what I wanted—I married him and we performed the mate bonding ceremony. With that union, he inherited the High King's resources and rose to become the ruler of all four clans. However, what I did not expect was that after our wedding, he turned around and marked my adoptive sister. My parents were furious and sent her away. From that day on, Iris hated me with a vengeance. He surrounded himself with women who all looked eerily like her. One by one, they came—each more vicious than the last. With his silent approval, they tore me down, piece by piece, until I was nothing more than a joke—no longer the queen I once was. The suffering pushed me into severe depression. Only suppressants keep my wolf form from spiraling out of control. Until one day, my medication was replaced with a slow-acting poison. He was the one who did it. I died alone, locked away in the cold palace, a child still growing inside me. However, fate gave me another chance. In this life, I would not make the same mistake. When the High King once again asked me to choose a partner for the marriage alliance, I chose Damon—the one no one ever noticed—without even blinking.

I died on the day I was supposed to receive the Silvermoon Devotion Medal from the pack. My family, though—they were busy celebrating my little sister winning the "Pack's Best Neighbor" award at her birthday party. While she made her wish for the whole family to love her forever, I dialed my fated mate, Alpha Theodore, begging for help. He cut me off with an impatient snap— "Diana, this is the most important moment of Elara's life. Quit pulling those petty stunts for attention." It was the ninety-ninth time he'd chosen her over me. But there won't be a next time. Because I'm already dead.

"When the bells for our bonding ceremony tolled, my mate, Alpha Killian, was nowhere to be found. Before I could question his absence, a video from my mother appeared in the family group chat. In the video, Killian was on one knee in the banquet hall next door, slipping the Celestine Ring, the ultimate symbol of a Luna's status, onto my twin sister Daisy's finger. The Pack cheered, and my father stood beside them with a proud expression. Daisy leaned on Killian's shoulder, sobbing, while he gently patted her back as if she were his bride. I gathered the hem of my gown, about to rush over and demand an explanation, but my mother's Mind-link slammed into my thoughts. ""Freya, Daisy is your sister. She's always been frail; she could never keep up with you. Just give her your place this time."" With a trembling voice, I demanded, ""Why did you all hide this from me?"" ""Because you've always fought with Daisy. If we had told you, you would have made a scene. What if her wolfsbane poisoning flared up again?"" ""Your wolf is strong. You can always have another ceremony."" ""We're all family. Don't make this ugly over something so trivial."" My head spun, and I could not utter a single word. It turned out my mate and the Luna title were not the only things they could casually give away. They could just as easily discard me without a second thought. If that was how it was going to be, then so be it. From this moment on, I was done with this pack. "

Abandoned and hunted by her own pack under the order of her cruel mate, Victor, the Omega Fina makes a desperate leap from a cliff. She's miraculously saved by Roric, a mysterious biker who is far more than he seems. At a sacred hot spring, a fated bond marks them as destined mates, revealing Roric's true identity: the Alpha King. When a regretful Victor recaptures Fina, intending to brand her a slave, Roric descends with kingly fury. He declares her his Luna, sparking a war between the Alpha who rejected her and the King who would burn the world for her.

On my wedding day, I slept for six hours inside my own dressing room. By the time I reached the DeLuca family chapel in the Hudson Valley, Matteo had already completed the entire ceremony with his childhood friend, Sofia Rinaldi, the daughter of one of the DeLucas’ oldest allied families. She wore the gown I had spent six months designing and the pearl tiara passed down through generations of DeLuca women. Allies from New York, Chicago, and Sicily had witnessed everything. No one had saved a place for the real bride. Matteo looked at my pale face and explained calmly. “Sofia put the sedative in your tea. She only wanted one wedding. The dose was small, so there is no reason to make this into something bigger.” Everyone waited for me to cause a scene. I only let out a quiet sigh and looked at Matteo with disappointment. My family had given me one final chance to marry for love. Now that the wedding had failed, I had to return to Sicily, obey their decision, and inherit the family.

Nora's world flips when she finds out she's a werewolf, diving into academy life, power discovery, and a whirlwind romance with Alpha Prince, Isaac.

In her past life, she married the werewolf heir and was burned alive with their child by her jealous sister. Reborn before the four races sealed their alliance, she abandons the werewolf and chooses the feared Vampire King instead. Everyone expects her to become his sacrifice—but the king already knows who she truly is.

A young, wolfless she-wolf's world shatters when she catches her fiancé cheating the night before their wedding. In a twist of fate, she marries a mysterious stranger—unaware he's the powerful Lycan King hiding his identity. As they navigate a marriage of convenience, sizzling chemistry and dangerous pack politics threaten to expose secrets, ignite passions, and change both their lives forever.