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  • Author: Annabaibe
  • Status: Ongoing
  • Age Rating: 18+
  • 👁 518
  • 9.3

They told me I was a prize, a f*ck*ng decorative little Omega to be dressed in silk, drugged into silence, and handed over to a monster in a three-piece suit. They were f*ck*ng wrong. I didn't just leave my wedding at the altar; I left the groom gasping for air with a ceremonial dagger in his gut. I didn't run into the mountains to be saved; I ran to find a place where I could finally be as vicious as the world made me. When I collapsed on the porch of that isolated cabin in Iron Ridge, I expected to wake up in a cage, and instead, I found three Alphas who don't know when to quit. Silas thinks he can command me with that low, silver-toned growl of his. He wants to bring "order" to my life, but he’s never met a storm he couldn't control until now, while Bane is a scarred mountain of muscle who looks at me like he’s seeing a mirror of his own broken soul. He doesn't say much, but he’s the only one who doesn't flinch when I try to draw blood, and lastly, Soren is the worst of them. He meets my insults with a grin and my teeth with a warm meal. He thinks his charm can melt the ice I’ve spent a lifetime building. Now, the drugs they used to keep me submissive are wearing off, and a rebound heat is clawing its way out of my throat. I’m toxic, I’m feral, and I’m half-tempted to tear them all apart just to see if they’ll bleed. My past is hunting me, and the f*ck*ng High Alpha wants his "property" back. But if he thinks he’s taking me back to that cage, he’s going to have to go through three Alphas who have forgotten how to follow the rule and one f*ck*ng Omega who has finally learned how to bite. They wanted a doll, but can they handle a f*ck*ng rebellious Omega wolf?

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  • 👁 1.8K
  • 8.8

“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.

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  • Author: AlphaKelly
  • Status: Completed
  • Age Rating: 18+
  • 👁 1.8K
  • 7.9

Bottle Green. No, hazel? No-f*ck.... Recognition slammed into me like a bullet to the gut. The nameless man from that night a year ago. My pulse thundered as he rose slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “You,” he said, voice gravel and smoke. “So you were truly not a figment of my imagination.” I didn’t speak. Because what the hell do you say to the man you were sent to kill, who also happens to be the only person who ever made you forget who you were?. •••••• Zane Mercer is a hard-edged and brutal man who commands the city’s most ruthless crime syndicate. Feared by enemies and respected by allies, he is a being that no sane person would cross. But a year ago, in a rare moment of vulnerability, he surrendered to a nameless stranger’s touch for one unforgettable night. The man vanished at dawn, leaving Zane haunted by questions he dared not ask himself. Up until that night, he has always liked his women. But one touch from Axil was enough to make him breathless beneath the sheets. Questioning his sexuality. Axil Creed is “The Terminator,” an elite assassin whose precision is legendary and whose heart is sealed shut. He is known in the underworld as a ghost, untraceable, lethal and unyielding. That one night with the stranger though, whose identity he never learned, was a lapse in judgment. A memory he has fought relentlessly to erase. But Now, A shadowy puppet‑master known only as Mister X threatens Axil’s only family. He doesn’t bargain. He gives orders. And he gives the assassin an ultimatum. To either eliminate a certain Zane Mercer or have his sister eliminated instead. Choosing the former, Axil infiltrates the Mercer estate under cover of darkness. Gun in hand, finger steady, he watches his target sleep, completely unaware of what is coming. But in that moment, the world tilts. Zane’s eyes snap open, catching Axil off guard. But as soon as they lock eyes, recognition flares between them. And neither one can look away.

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  • Author: Annabaibe
  • Status: Completed
  • Age Rating: 18+
  • 👁 86
  • 7.5

The Sahara was supposed to be my life and grave, a place to mourn, to rage, to disappear. I am Jabari Zaire, the last Désert Omega, and I’ve survived by becoming a ghost; no one can find me. Until they killed Amare, and they left his body in the sand like a message written in blood. When I saw him, and he confessed the name of his killers, I whispered, “I swear to you, Amare… I’ll end the monster who did this.” My enemy is clear: Marius Lacroix, the cold, dominant heir to the mobster who slaughtered my pack. He’s hunting L’Oasis Kani, a mythical source of power that could turn him into the Perfect Alpha. The world would never recover if he ever got such power, and hence, I went after him to kill him, and instead, he captured me. “You came to destroy me, Omega, yet your wolf calls for me?” My f*ck*ng traitors, wolf, the same beast that mourned and howled for years, bowed its head, and the betrayal burned hotter than the desert sun. “I hate you,” I growled at him. His reply was a quiet, devastating threat: “You will, and you’ll want me just as much.” The more the desert stripped us down to bone and truth, the more his presence consumed me. His arrogance enraged me. His strength unmade me. His touch was forbidden, dangerous, set my blood on fire, and made me burn for him. He should have been the man I killed, and instead, he became the Alpha my wolf couldn’t turn away from. At the gates of L’Oasis Kani, with the world trembling beneath ancient power, he asked, “Jabari… if loving you means losing everything, would you still choose me?” I didn’t know the answer, because loving him could save us or destroy us far more completely than war ever could.

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