Prince

Finally back home after years of training as a gifted healer, Skye is ready to finally be able to help in their family-owned clinic. The omega’s mind was set to treat any one who asks for help and all kinds of wounds and diseases to the best of his ability. What he did not expect was to discover that he was betrothed to the son of the king. ***** Defying royal traditions and his father, Linus walked away from the palace. The alpha prince found a family in people who wield swords for a living. He love the life on the road, and forging his own fate. What he did not expect was his father’s threat coming to life and presenting him an omega for a mate. ***** An alpha who wants nothing but to be free. An omega who’s goal in life was to help. Will they learn what it means to have a mate?

"Make sure she doesn't attend my daughter's funeral. Because of this f*ck*ng sinner, my daughter died and now I don't want her to obstruct her smooth departure to heaven!" Years have passed since the tragic incident, but fate dealt me another blow when I discovered that my mate was the brother of my deceased best friend. "I, Elijah Hernandez, Future Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, reject you, Amelia Green of the Blue Moon Pack, accept this rejection, or else…" Elijah blamed me for his sister's death and not only rejected me but also ordered my execution for a crime I did not commit. I thought this was the end of my life but I was wrong. My dark fate got brightened when my second chance mate ushered in my life, who was none other than the Lycan Prince... Yet, amidst this newfound hope, a haunting question lingers: can this flicker of hope illuminate the shadows of my haunting past?

Princess Arianna, that was her name - pretty, funny and most importantly, crazy. She's not the usual type of princess found in places of learning and being under a tutor and served by maids every single minutes. She's Arianna, always found making troubles around - marketplaces, farms, just mention, Arianna will always be there making trouble and fighting people around, playing and causing commotions. When her father, King Cesar had tried always possible way to tame Arianna but all to no avail, and so he had to Marry Her Off to the Cruel Master. Master Aldo, the man who kills without giving a second thought and had lost two wives mysteriously. ~ Let's watch it on how Arianna got MARRIED TO THE CRUEL MASTER and becomes the Master's third wife.

Matteo: I’ve never looked twice at a professor. Never looked twice at a man. Until him. Sergei Pavlov. My professor. My dove. The moment he walked into class, he became my obsession. My person of interest. And I always get what I want. He can call me insane, a stalker, a delinquent. He can push me away, slap me, even threaten me. But he can’t hide. Not from me. I’ll protect him. I’ll fight for him. I’ll destroy anyone who touches him. He thinks I’m just a kid. He thinks he’s safe behind those glasses and that calm Russian accent. He’s wrong. I’ll make him mine. Whether he likes it or not. ________ Sergei: Matteo De Luca is dangerous. My student. Too young. Too intense. Too psychotic. He follows me everywhere, suffocates me with his obsession, invades every corner of my life. And no matter how many times I tell him to stop—he doesn’t. He should terrify me. He does. But when his lips crash into mine, when his hand closes around my throat, when he whispers that I’m his… I hate that a part of me doesn’t want him to stop. I already have someone. Ten years together. A man my age. A man who’s safe. But Matteo burns brighter. Hotter. Closer. And maybe, just maybe… I’m not as safe as I thought.

"BETRAYAL!! This word marked my whole life I'm Evelyn Rots, one hundred percent werewolf, member of the Crescent Moon pack, this pack is full of untrustworthy, selfish wolves who have forgotten what a pack is all about. When I was sixteen my boyfriend cheated on me with a guy, everyone knew he was gay, but they kept it a secret from me. And at eighteen when my fated mate, the alpha's son, whored with every pack sl*t who dropped her pants, they were silent too. These traitors! Because I didn't get pregnant in that one year, I didn't get any pups to continue the alpha bloodline, they thought I wasn’t worth being the Luna. They turned on me, even became hostile and my life was in danger. That's it! I am leaving!! To live with humans, yes! Two years in human land and I'm now a successful vice president at a prestigious company and filthy rich. Here is where I meet my boss, the divinely handsome billionaire Johann Sandwich. I fall hopelessly in love with him, but can I trust him? But then life takes a turn. My unworthy pack wants me back, they are in decline and in dire need of funds and their luna. Despite rejecting my mate, he insists we resume our relationship and even kidnapped me. Should I go back to the mate the Moon Goddess chose for me or is my best destiny to live with Johann who says he will love me to death?"

“You’re staring again,” Elian murmured, lounging like sin draped in silk. “Either undress me with your hands or stop being a coward.” Kai didn’t look away. “I’m assessing the threat. You just happen to be very inefficiently dressed.” “A threat?” Elian’s smile was all teeth. “Darling, I’m an Omega in heat locked in a tower. What exactly do you think I’ll do? Seduce you into treason?” “That’s exactly what I think you’ll do.” A pause. “Would it work?” Kai’s jaw tightened. “Not even a little.” Liar. He knew it. Elian knew it. And the gods-damned bond magic humming between them definitely knew it. “You don’t even like me,” Elian said, sliding off the chaise with the kind of grace bred into royalty and used like a weapon. “But here you are. Assigned to guard me. Sleeping just down the hall. Breathing so loudly I can hear you through the walls.” “I don’t like anyone,” Kai said coolly. “But I don’t have to like you to protect you.” “Is that what this is?” Elian stepped close. “Protection? Or are you just afraid of what happens if you touch me?” “I’m afraid of what happens if I don’t.” The kingdom was unraveling. The curse in Elian’s blood was stirring. And the bond magic pulling them together? It didn’t care about crowns, duty, or survival. It wanted and it would have.

“I—sorry,” he stammers, his voice soft and precise, every word crisp but shaken. “I was under the impression this suite was assigned to me for the term. I didn’t expect anyone else.” He steps inside, closing the balcony door behind him. His movements are weirdly graceful, like he’s not used to the weight of his own body. He looks at me—olive-gold eyes, sharp cheekbones, lips that look too soft for this world. He’s beautiful. Not pretty. Not handsome. Beautiful, in a way that makes my chest hurt. I drop my bags harder than I need to, jaw tight. “Yeah, well, me neither. I was supposed to have a single.” He nods, looking genuinely unsettled. “I also requested privacy. This is… unexpected.” For a second, we just stare at each other, both of us sizing up the disaster. The scent in the room is stronger now—rain, spice, wildflowers, and something I can’t name. My heart’s racing. I want to punch something. Or maybe I want to kiss him. What the f*ck is wrong with me? *** When the fae prince went to Earth to fulfil his duty to study and understand Earthling culture and diplomatic relationships, he was not expecting this. He knew his touch was dangerous to humans, and his scent a constant lure that he would have to fight and try to hide to prevent any complications. He was supposed to spend a whole year living under the radar, studying humans in the distance, not sharing a room with one, and not with one so… fascinating. Cyrus is a complete mystery. Cold, distant, guarded… but at the same time sweet and protective, in ways that make Cornelius’ heart race and his knees fail. Cornelius never had friends, not really. Growing up as a prince, his title kept everyone at an arm's distance. The ones who approached him always did so with ulterior motives, to gain the crown’s favour. At his one hundred and twenty-six years of age, he has never had someone to call a friend, let alone someone to love. Sure, a lot of his guards and servants are always nice to him, but the difference in their ranks never let Cornelius feel like it was fairly reciprocated. He has always had lovers, many of them, but it never felt more than a temporary escape for relief, something that did very little to fill the empty void in his heart. But Cyrus… Cyrus is breaking his walls, one by one, and claiming every inch of his soul and Cornelius… Cornelius is f*ck*ng scared. Can he let himself love a human? How can they possibly make it work? He doesn’t have answers, yet Cyrus manages to question it all, to imprint his name in the depths of his core against all odds, ready to shred his world to crumbs and to fight fate just to stay by his side, to love HIM. And Cornelius doesn’t know how to resist that. Or if he even wants to.

Freya is the adoptive daughter of the warrior mated couple of the Midnight Pack. She didn't have a scent, so everyone thought that she didn't have a wolf, just like humans. Matteo Harith is the Lycan prince, soon to be king, who was waiting for his mate. He had smelled her since 9 years ago in the palace, but after that, he never found her, no matter how much he looked for her. When Matteo was assigned by his king's father to look into the case of a pack that had been wiped out, he lived in the Midnight Pack and found Freya. The moment Matteo stepped out of his SUV, Freya found out that he was her mate. But Matteo couldn't smell her at all. A tournament that had been held within the pack made Matteo find Freya to be his mate when their eyes met. When Matteo finally smelled Freya's scent, it was also the time that she remembered what had happened in her childhood and that the palace had refused to help them when they asked, which caused her biological parents' death. What is he going to do when Freya was blaming the royals and wanted to reject him even after they mark each other?

“What did you see?” Leonardo asked as he condescendingly moved towards Chef Levi. Chef Levi took a step back, dropped the mop, and whispered, “What the f*ck are you, Leonardo?” Left penniless, after buying the Siri Michelin Restaurant, Chef Levi was forced to hire more staff since his current staff had quit. The new hire Leonardo Besian is too good to be true and Chef Levi knows that he is more than meets the eye. Demon Prince Leonardo Besian is a rebellious prince who wants nothing to do with the Besian Family Business or becoming Demon Lord. He hides deep in the city and interviews for a Chef job in a Michelin Restaurant. Sparks fly between him and his new boss. But will Chef Levi be willing to accept him for who is or accept where he comes from? Or will both end up being burnt by the kitchen flames?

I thought heartbreak would break me. Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected. It awakened the monster inside. On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine. Then he appeared. Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me. Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something. And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them. But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed. The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process… One of us dies.