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Bond to the Triplet Alpha

Aria Blackwood has always Lived in her father's shadow, an Omega confined to the fringes of pack Life. On her eighteenth birthday, a bond ceremony meant to bind her to one Alpha heir instead Links her soul to Dorian, Tobias, and Marcus_triplets and sons of Alpha Raphael Blackwood. Pack Law offers no path for three-way bonds, and chaos erupts in the Great Hall. As Rowan Vale the seer reveals fragments of an older prophecy, Aria Learns that each prince carries a shard of her soul. Dorian's binding rune is failing, Tobias uncovers a warning that unworthy Luna rulership means death, and Marcus secretly serves the Syndicate. Meanwhile, a blood pact forces her to consider marriage to a rival if she accepts her place, and her friend Selene Hart confesses a hidden Lineage that could tip the balance. On the night of the blood moon, the Syndicate attacks. Marcus reveals his orders to kill her, but Aria invokes her hidden royal blood, unleashing ancient Ruby Wolf magic that subdues him. With the true moonstone returned and her Lineage confirmed, she breaks her father's pact and forges a balanced bond with all three brothers. The Syndicate's hold collapses, and Elias Crow relinquishes his claim. In the aftermath, Aria is crowned Luna alongside her tri-bonded heirs. Dorian becomes chief protector, Tobias pack scholar, and Marcus guardian of the borders. Selene rises as diplomat, and Elias stands Loyal as an ally. Under Aria's rule, the Suncrest Pack enters a new era of unity, its future reshaped by a bond thought impossible.
theshineeteam · 14.8k Views

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?” “Princess?” He paused. 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 · 199k Views

Fated To The Four Notorious Alpha Brothers

Content Warning: This story is intended for readers aged 18 and above. Although it is a love story, it contains dark and potentially distressing themes, including toxicity and obsession. Reader discretion is advised, as some content may be triggering. ** With my heart pounding in my chest, I forced myself into the center of the living room, where the brothers sat in silence. My legs felt weak beneath me, and my breath came out shaky as I opened my mouth to speak. "After college..." I started, then paused before continuing, "I’m leaving the house," I managed to say, my words barely above a whisper. Instantly, the room’s atmosphere shifted. Four pairs of eyes locked onto me, their displeasure clear in their expressions. Before I could respond, the brothers surrounded me. "You want to leave us?" Gavin’s voice was low and disbelieving, his gaze piercing. "Absolutely not," Parker snapped, his tone sharper than I’d ever heard. Cooper shook his head, his expression unreadable. "Sweetheart, that’s simply not an option." Then Bryce stepped forward, his eyes dark with intensity. "Over my dead body," he growled. "You’re not going anywhere without us." "You mean... I have to stay here? With you? Forever?" I asked, my face twisted with fear as I looked from one brother to the next. Bryce met my gaze, his tone cold and sharp. "Exactly. You’re stuck with us. Forever." His words confirmed my fears, and before I could stop myself, my knees gave out and I collapsed to the floor. ** Amera was barely eighteen when she was forcibly taken from her parents. She was brought to their mansion, and instead of being treated with respect and dignity, she was made to work as their maid, turning her life into a living hell. Exhausted by their mistreatment and constant seduction, Amera decided to do what was best for herself—she ran away. She ran as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. But is it truly possible to escape the grasp of the four notorious brothers? The answer is no—you can’t! It’s simply impossible. Amera soon found herself caught between the brothers; they seduced her, made her cry out their names in ecstasy, bullied her, provoked her jealousy, and left her deeply frustrated. Once again, Amera grew weary, and it wasn’t long before she began planning a second escape. Read my other book 'The Ugly Omega Is Mated To Three Handsome Alphas' I'm a new author on Webnovel, kindly support my writing journey.
Blessing_D_Writes · 25.3k Views

The Alpha's Unlikely Beast Mate

Alpha Denzel had never touched a woman, despite the harem he kept from his conquests. But Danika didn't know this. She stripped herself before him. "Isn't this what you wanted like all the other Alphas?" She asked, her voice barely holding together, trembling with pain and contempt. He stood frozen as he beheld the figure before him, eyes dark and unreadable. Seconds stretched, then without a word, he stepped forward to pick up her discarded robe. Gently, like she was something fragile, he wrapped it around her. Covered her, then turned his back and walked away. The door closed behind him with a quiet finality that thundered in her ears. Danika blinked. An awkward strangled cackle tore from her throat. Her body folded as if laughing could mask the slow collapse happening inside her. Shame flooded her. Had she misunderstood? Had she imagined the tension in his stares? Was she really so desperate she thought undressing herself would give her power? She gritted her teeth. Why had he looked at her like that? Like she was… nothing? Then confusion sliced through. Most men didn’t hesitate. They saw flesh and lunged. They didn’t see her but what they could take. They didn’t walk away. But he did. Humiliation crashed, sharp and sudden. Had he found her lacking? Was she too thin? Was her worth so small he didn’t even want what every other Alpha would have torn through blood to claim? Her fists clenched around the robe he had wrapped around her. The same robe that now felt like a reminder. A brand of his rejection. And yet… somewhere beneath the storm inside her, a colder question whispered: Why didn't he want her? *** Rejected. Unclaimed. Unwanted. Danika spent her life cast aside by her pack, her father and by fate itself. A wolfless omega who was never meant to matter. But months after escaping her triplet Alpha mates, she's chosen for the Bloodmoon Hunt—a brutal tradition that seals her fate with Alpha Denzel, the cursed and cold-blooded ruler feared across all packs. A man she hated, the man whose pack she had a vendetta against. He is the beast no one dares to love or tame. But Danika? She has a beast of her own. And she vows to either tame —or destroy him. Whichever comes first.
RidaHari · 16.1k Views

The Billionaire’s Obsession with Green Ariza

Genre: Billionaire Romance / Obsession / Corporate War / Emotional Drama • A sharp-tongued small-town girl falls into the dangerous love of the most powerful oil mogul in Mexico. But when she becomes the target of his enemies—and his obsession—she must decide if love is worth losing herself… or if he’s worth betraying. • Joseph León was the most feared name in oil — Mexico’s oil tycoon with empires that stretched across oceans. His name opened doors in Dubai, whispered in Geneva, and commanded boardrooms in Texas. But in the private sanctum of his glass-walled penthouse above Mexico City, the only thing that brought him to his knees… was Green. Green Ariza. The sharp-tongued, warm-eyed girl from the southeast — who didn’t care for oil, power, or the billions in his offshore accounts. And that terrified Joseph more than any corporate war. She stormed into his office, her heels clicking furiously against the Italian marble. Her worn leather bag slammed onto the chair with finality. “I want to talk to you, Joseph!” she snapped. Behind his desk, Joseph was mid-call with a venture capitalist from Qatar, trying to lock in a deal worth $1.3 billion. He held up one finger without looking up — only for a second — then paused. His eyes met hers. Sharp. Furious. Tired of something. He ended the call. “I’ll speak to you later,” he said calmly, before the voice on the other line could protest. “Yes, I know it’s urgent.” He hung up, removed his glasses, and leaned back in his chair. His gaze softened. “What does my love want that has her so upset?” he asked, like the storm in her eyes didn’t scare him. “A Maserati? Givenchy? My black card is right there—just whisper what you want, and it’s yours.” Green exhaled, shaking her head. “I’m not here for gifts, Joseph.” “I know.” “No, you don’t. You always think money can fix things.” “I absolutely don’t think that.” “You bought the company I worked for because I said I was scared of getting fired—how is that not thinking money fixes things?” “I bought it,” he said quietly, “because it was the only way I could keep seeing you. You were avoiding me. Saying you couldn’t risk your job. So I made it yours. You’re head of creative strategy now. With triple your old salary. And you only work when you want.” She turned away, rubbing her forehead. “Green,” he said, his voice a low murmur now. “Can I touch you?” She blinked at him. “Are you asking permission to touch me?” “You usually get angry when I touch you during a fight,” he said honestly, standing slowly. “You say I use it to make you forget why you’re mad.” “…Because you do.” “And you let me.” She turned to face him, and for a moment, neither said a word. He reached out, gently, his hand grazing her elbow. “So tell me, why are you really angry?” She looked away. “Is it because of the girl at the gala?” he asked. Her head snapped back toward him. “She’s like a sister. My father’s goddaughter.” “She was holding your hand.” “She’s grieving. Her brother was assassinated in Bogotá.” Green stepped back, arms folded. “You don’t even see how many women throw themselves at you. My mother tells me I’m stupid for staying. That I should leave you and marry someone safer. Someone like Don Frederick.” Joseph’s jaw tightened. “Don Frederick is a snake with a fake smile and a poisoned chalice. He’s not safe, he’s subtle. That’s worse.” “My mother doesn’t care,” Green said bitterly. “She only sees headlines. And dollar signs.” “What do you see?” he asked, stepping closer. “When you look at me. What do you see?” She didn’t answer. He touched her cheek, gently. “Do you think I’d let myself love anyone but you? I’d burn down every oil well I own before I lose you.” She blinked. “Don’t say things like that.” “Why? Because you believe me?” “No,” she whispered. “Because I do.”
Iran_Thorne · 7.9k Views

Betrayed By My Mate, Claimed By His Lycan King Uncle

"Strip." The command was sharp, laced with authority, cutting through the silence like the crack of a whip. The deep timbre of Dimitri's voice sent a shiver down the spines of the gathered women. They had learned quickly in the past two days, obedience meant survival. At his order, they bowed their heads, hands trembling as they peeled away the thin, tattered fabric that barely shielded them from humiliation. But one of them did not move. She stood frozen in place promting Dimitri's eyes narrow. _________ Born in a world of deception, Princess Sorayah Drakon was forced to live as a prince, hiding her gender and her unique gifts. She can heal wounds, command the elements, disguise as someone else or animals, manipulate dreams, creates powerful illusions, and ability to wield strength no other human possesses. Feeling trapped, she sheds her false identity under the cover of night to dress as a woman. One fateful night, during one of these secret escapades, she met Lupien Nightshade, the crown prince of the werewolves! It was love at first sight. But love soon turns into tragedy when Lupien kills her father, throwing the human kingdom into chaos. Humans were captured as slaves and Sorayah became one of them. She swore revenge, wanting to get close to Lupien to kill him but before she could, she was claimed by Dimitri Nightshade, Lupien's uncle! When she realized their interests aligned, Sorayah sought to gain his trust and use him as a weapon. Two enemies. One kingdom. A shared thirst for destruction. But there was something else. Something Sorayah hadn't planned for. Dimitri Nightshade was irresistible. She hated him so much she wanted to carve his heart out with her bare hands but she couldn't deny the way he made her burn with passion. Will Soraya be able to bend him to her will? Or will she be trapped in his claws forever?
BLUE_WAVY_ · 173.7k Views

Scarlet Fire

Two great bloodlines-Silverthorne and Vera-once ruled in a delicate balance of power, light and shadow, unity and flame. But betrayal sparked a war that burned across realms, ending in ruin. The Silverthornes were hunted to near extinction, and the veil between worlds-once guarded by ancient magic-was left cracked and bleeding. Scarlet Everen was only nine when it all fell apart. Her memories of that night are hazy: fire in the sky, screams in the dark, her father's final howl, and the feeling of her magic slipping from her like water. Her name, her legacy, her truth-they were buried beneath protective enchantments and the ordinary human world. Raised in the small, seemingly normal town of Thornhollow by her grandmother Lucia, Scarlet has spent years pretending to be just another college student. A girl with secrets. A girl with claws. Now, at twenty-two, Scarlet is beginning to unravel. The supernatural is stirring again-wolves, witches, vampires, and things far darker are surfacing in the halls of Silverthorne University. Students are disappearing. Shadows move where they shouldn't. And a transfer professor, Alec Anders, stalks the edges of Scarlet's world with golden eyes that ignite something long-buried inside her. He knows more than he should. He's dangerous. Familiar. And when their paths collide, Scarlet begins to recover pieces of a childhood she was never meant to remember-and the truth of what she is: not just a werewolf, not just an enchantress, but something rarer. Something hunted. As her powers awaken and long-lost memories begin to resurface, Scarlet is thrust into a web of secrets, betrayals, and burning desire. Torn between the boy who claims to protect her and the one who might destroy her, Scarlet must decide if she's willing to reclaim the fire in her blood... or if hiding in the ashes is safer after all. Because the war never truly ended. And this time, it's coming for her.
Haileywrites94 · 5.6k Views

Fatebound: The Alpha Brothers' Addiction

“You are mine. Do you get it?” Drystan growls, low and rough. “Not anymore.” I cross my arms. “I stopped being yours the moment you chose her… over me.” 'Thump.' Drystan, the invincible Alpha, drops to his knees. “I know I f*cked up. Just one chance, Adeline. I’ll fix it all. Just… don’t go to him.” I smile, cold and tired. “Too late.” Suddenly, a strong arm wraps around me from behind. Half his face hidden behind a silver mask, a tall and muscular man steps from the shadows. “You should’ve begged sooner,” he murmurs, cool lips brushing my neck. “Because the little wolf has a special appointment with me tonight.” ... On her 18th birthday, Adeline Vale was supposed to awaken her wolf and be claimed by the Alpha she loved. Instead, she was labeled a traitor. Rejected. Thrown into the cursed forest to die. But before death could find her, a masked stranger did and whispered a chilling promise: “I will haunt you forever.” Then suddenly, the Alpha changed his mind. He dragged her back… only to parade another woman in front of her just to watch her break. Eventually, she broke. Just not the way he expected. Adeline faked her death and vanished, building a quiet life far from the cruelty she once knew. Until the whispers started: The Alpha who discarded her has gone mad, tearing through packs in search of her. And the masked man? He's lurking in the shadows, still watching and waiting. But this time, he won’t let anyone else have her. As old magic stirs and long-buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Adeline finds herself caught between two ruthless men and a fatebond that is never meant to be broken. Only now, the power is in her hands.
Auroraaa · 1.2k Views