

Cursed Omega Laika suffers constant abuse from vicious Alpha Amell. She repeatedly dreams of a faceless savior linked to her soul, unaware it’s Titan Alpha Karim who rescues her. Neither realizes they are fated mates, yet Karim’s primal wolf instinct draws him to Laika no matter how hard he resists. Betrayal spreads through the pack, and an age-old blood feud stands between them. Torn between Karim, who heals her shattered soul, and the vengeance raging in her blood, can their love shatter her cursed fate?

Lester the Vampire made a deal with his cure Evelyn: marry him, save his life. Then a conspiracy tore them apart. Seven years later, he finds her again -- blind, with a daughter who has his eyes, and a hatred for him. When she finally sees his face... it nearly kills her. Saving her costs him his blood, his body, and every year he'd ever grown.

My adopted sister won the Elixir Challenge by stealing my potion. To her shock, she was informed that the event was a selection event for the future wife of the Serpentkins' future head—the same heir who was infamously impotent, barbaric, and hideous. When the Serpentkins sent over a proposal letter, demanding her hand in marriage, my fiance panicked and promptly took my adopted sister away for a quick marriage and even consummated. Once the deed was done, she returned triumphantly, showing off the mark on her lower back. "Well, what are you going to do now, Winnie?" she gloated. "Your fiance is mine now, and you'll be twenty-five in three days. If no one comes to pick you up, you'll just be dumped into the hands of some wife-beating Rogue who is ageing and unwanted…" Actually, she was wrong—I had a choice. I went to the parlor where my parents—who were busy fixing the mess my adopted sister made—were, announcing, "If she refuses to marry the future head of the Serpentkins, I will!"

After the human-beast war, half-beasts ruled, with the first interspecies child as the Alliance ruler. In my past life, I wed the loyal wolf clan heir, bore the first half-beast white wolf heir, and gained power. My sister, married to the promiscuous fox clan heir who became infertile, burned us alive out of jealousy. Reborn on the mating ceremony day, she stole my place with wolf heir Jacob first—she’d reincarnated too. What she didn’t know was Jacob was cruel, bloodthirsty, and far from a worthy mate.

After the human-beast war, half-beasts ruled, with the first interspecies child as the Alliance ruler. In my past life, I wed the loyal wolf clan heir, bore the first half-beast white wolf heir, and gained power. My sister, married to the promiscuous fox clan heir who became infertile, burned us alive out of jealousy. Reborn on the mating ceremony day, she stole my place with wolf heir Jacob first—she’d reincarnated too. What she didn’t know was Jacob was cruel, bloodthirsty, and far from a worthy mate.

"For ten years, Elena loved Jason with everything she had. The day she finally became pregnant, she expected the happy ending she'd always dreamed of. Instead, she caught her husband and his pregnant mistress in their marital bed. His pregnant mistress mocks Elena to her face. When Elena looks to her husband for an explanation, he coldly orders her to leave the room. When Jason ordered Elena to leave the room for his lover... something inside her finally broke. She spent ten years loving him. Now she'll spend the rest of her life making him regret losing her."

Desperate to rewrite her tragic past, Rowena dumps her abusive werewolf fiancé for a seemingly destitute vampire. Little does she know, her new husband is the all-powerful King of the Dark Night.Together, they will unleash hell on the treacherous sister determined to steal Rowena's destiny.

I was just a maid in the house—until they forced me to marry a man in a coma. They said it was just a formality. They said he'd never wake up. But the moment I touched his abs… He opened his eyes. Worse yet, his younger brother tried to claim me while he was "unconscious." But I had no idea—the real monster hadn't even woken up yet. The man I married… is the King of Vampires. And when he wakes up, no one gets out alive.

Reborn on the cusp of an interclan marriage that crowns the next world ruler—via the first hybrid heir—Rowena watches her scheming sister Clara steal her former wolf mate Jax. Betrayed and burned alive in her past life by Clara, Rowena spurns the wolf clan to wed the feared Vampire King Thorne, a mysterious figure who once tried to save her. As Clara’s desperate bid for power unravels in chaos, Rowena uncovers Thorne’s hidden strength—and a love that defies death, rewriting her fate and the future of all clans.

I was born broken. My Alpha mother was the one who branded me. She said emotion was a sin. A weakness. Especially for a werewolf. Especially for an Alpha’s heir. The day we were born, she clamped emotion-suppressing collars around our necks. Mine and my twin sister's. The slightest flicker of emotion, and the collar flashed red. My mother would then push the button, injecting me with a diluted "silver solution" to suppress my feelings. But my sister Cassia's collar? Always a calm, steady blue. Even when she shattered Mom's precious moonstone, it just pulsed gently. And me? I’d just whisper, "Mom, the thunder scares me," and my collar would erupt in a violent red. Then came the sting of silver poison burning through my blood.. I used to argue. But Mom always said the same thing. "The data doesn't lie. Pain is a teacher. This is for your own good." After thousands of these injections, I started to believe it, too. That I was born out of control. The night of the alliance's Moon Goddess Festival, Mom was taking my sister to the rooftop party. Something scared me during the day. The collar flashed red, and my mother started the punishment. But this time, the collar malfunctioned. It shot a dose a thousand times stronger into my neck. I collapsed on the carpet, begging, "Mother, the collar... it hurts so much... help me." My collar was flashing a frantic red. My mother just looked down at me, drenched in a cold sweat, and pressed the button for the maximum dose. "You'd lose control like this just for attention? You're a lost cause." She turned, took my sister, and slammed the door. I couldn't help but think, Mom must be right. The collar is red. It doesn't really hurt. I'm just being dramatic, looking for pity again. I'm sorry, Mom. In my next life, I'll be the perfect daughter you always wanted.