Krisren crown

The wind sliced through the trees like blades, sharp and bitter, and still Scarlett ran. Branches clawed at her arms, dirt clung to her feet, and moonlight flickered like dying embers through the towering black pines. But she didn't stop. She couldn't. Not when she felt him behind her-his scent thick in the air like ash and burning spice, curling into her lungs with every breath. Her uncle. Alpha Darius Gray. The name alone was poison in her mouth now. She leapt over a fallen log, knees burning, breath coming in shallow gasps. Her nightgown-once white, now torn and soaked in sweat-clung to her skin. It wasn't supposed to be like this. He was supposed to protect her. He was supposed to love her like a father, like blood. But Darius loved nothing but power. And now, he wanted her. For more than she could fathom. "Scarlett," his voice rolled through the forest like thunder, calm, steady, cruel. "You're making this harder than it has to be." She skidded to a halt near the edge of the ravine, boots sliding against loose stones. The dark chasm yawned beneath her, deep and deadly. The current roared far below-cold, sharp, promising freedom or death. Behind her, the shadows twisted, and he emerged. He didn't look like a monster. Not yet. Tall, lean, handsome in that carved, dangerous way that made most she-wolves go silent when he entered a room. But his beauty had always hidden the rot beneath. Jet black hair fell over his forehead, and his lips curved in a predator's smile. The moonlight bathed him in silver, making his eyes gleam gold. "You're trembling," he observed. She glared at him. "Because you're a sick bastard." A chuckle. "You used to call me uncle." "I was a child. I didn't know what monsters smelled like yet." Darius took a step closer, and Scarlett stiffened. Her wolf stirred inside her, restless, sensing the shift in dominance. But she fought the instinct to submit. That's what he wanted-to break her. "You think I don't see it?" His voice dropped, soft and coaxing. "You're not some fragile little girl anymore. You're blooming, Scarlett. Your body's changing. Your scent... gods, your scent is driving the males in the pack insane." "Then maybe you should lock them up," she spat. "Or is that part of your sick little fantasy too?" A flicker of something darker passed through his eyes, and for a moment, his smile slipped. "There's a reason I've kept you hidden all these years," he said. "You think it's because I'm cruel. But it was mercy, Scarlett. If the Council knew what you were becoming-what power, you carry in your blood-they'd kill you." "Maybe I'd rather die than be your plaything." He moved so fast, she barely had time to react. In a blink, he was inches from her. One hand fisted in her hair, yanking her head back, forcing her to meet his burning gaze. "You belong to me," he growled. Scarlett's heart slammed against her ribs, but she didn't flinch. Didn't cry. Didn't beg. Instead, she smiled. Bloodied and fierce. "Then why are you afraid of me?" He froze. Her mark-the strange, ancient symbol etched into her back since birth-began to throb. Heat pulsed under her skin, racing through her veins like lightning. And for a second, she saw something flicker behind his golden eyes. Fear. "Let me go," she whispered, her voice laced with something old, something powerful. He did. She stumbled back a step, watching his hand tremble. His jaw clenched. "You're awakening," he murmured. "Too soon." "I don't belong to anyone," she said. "Then why did the Moon Goddess send you to me?" Scarlett's breath caught. "I've seen the visions," Darius continued, his voice lower now, seduction wrapped in prophecy. "You don't remember them yet, but I do. Every night. You and me. One bed. One pack. One throne." She felt sick. "That's not fate. That's a curse." His lips curved into something crueler. "You'll come to see it's the only path. I've already marked you. They just haven't seen it yet." Her fingers twitched. Her back ached. The mark-always silent-burned again, hotter now, like it was answering something in him. Or resisting. She took another step back toward the cliff's edge. "If you come any closer, I'll jump." He smiled again, unfazed. "Then I'll dive in after you." Her stomach twisted. "I'll die before I let you touch me again." And then the wind shifted. A new scent. Not Darius. Something wild. Cold. Electric. Scarlett's eyes widened. The scent tugged at something deep in her core-something ancient. She felt her wolf rise, curious, alert. Someone else was watching. Someone far from the pack's territory. Someone does not bound by its rules. A rogue. She didn't know how she knew-but her soul did. And the second their eyes met-silver against hers, somewhere in the trees, shadowed and still-everything changed. The air turned colder. Scarlett's breath hitched as her eyes scanned the shadows beyond the tree line. The forest had gone utterly still. No rustle. No chirp.

They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."

"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?

PERMISSION IS TAKEN FRIM THE ORIGINAL, BE WARNED!! Do you believe in Myths? Just when she thinks it can't get any worse, it does. Lucy lost everything four years ago in a rogue attack. She's been abused, starved, rejected, and broken. As her eighteenth birthday approaches, strange things start to happen, things that only happen once every century. She finds friendship in the most unlikely place and escapes to find her true self with the help of the most dangerous Alpha. Warning: This werewolf trilogy is not intended for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone who doesn't enjoy a good spanking. It will take you on adventures around the world, make you laugh, fall in love, crush your heart and possibly leave you drooling.

Life was perfect until she met her boyfriend's big brother. There was a forbidden law in the Night Shade Pack that if the head Alpha rejected his mate, he would be stripped of his position. Sophia's life would get connected with the law. She was an Omega who was dating the head Alpha's younger brother. Bryan Morrison, the head Alpha, was not only a cold-blooded man but also a charming business tycoon. His name was enough to cause other packs to tremble. He was known as a ruthless man. What if, by some twist of destiny, Sophia's path were to intertwine with his?

Betrayed by her mate and sister on the eve of her wedding, Makenna was handed to the ruthless Lycan Princes as a lover, her indifferent father ignoring her plight. Determined to escape and seek revenge, she captured the interest of the three Lycan princes, who desired her exclusively amid many admirers. This complicated her plans, trapping her and making her a rival to the future Lycan queen. Entwined in jealousy and vindictiveness, could Makenna achieve her vengeance in the intricate dance with the three princes?

Blurb "Part your legs for me, princess" Alpha Damian humored huskily like he was intoxicated, I whimpered as he voice sents a jolts of emotions round my body. An emotion that I wasn't supposed to feel. Selene was 18 years old when she found out that Alpha Jasper of the Silver Crescent pack was her mate at her Awakening ceremony. Being a reject with no parents she lived with him for over one year as a slave and he never acknowledged her as his mate because he couldn't accept a reject as his mate. On her 20th birthday, her mate not only rejected her and chose her best friend; Imogen, as his new mate, but he also sold Selene to the most feared Alpha; Alpha Damian of the Crimson Moon pack whom everyone referred to as a beast. Not knowing why Alpha Damian chose to buy her, she can only resign herself to fate. What has the moon goddess installed for me again? Is this the freedom she solely crave for? Will she be tied down with the shackles of the unknown?

Allison fell in love with Ethan Iversen, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Moonlight Crown pack. She always wanted him to notice her. Meanwhile, Ethan was an arrogant Alpha who thought a weak Omega could not be his companion.  Ethan's cousin, Ryan Iversen, who came back from abroad and was the actual heir of the pack, never tried to get the position nor did he show any interest in it. He was a popular playboy Alpha but when he came back to the pack, one thing captured his eyes and that was Allison.

"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."

Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, poseesive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved-dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?

"I, Erika Blackwood, stand before you, Alexander Robertson, with a heavy heart. I hereby reject you as my mate. The bond we once shared has grown fragile, and my soul yearns for a different path. May you find solace in the love of another, and may we both find the happiness we seek." Alexander didn't say a word and looked at me. But he refused to accept. *********** Erika Blackwood is the next Alpha in line of the Ironclaw Pack. She hides her identity and gets mated to the Alpha of the Moonforest Pack, Alexander Robertson. Three years passed, but Alexander is still unwilling to let go of his childhood sweetheart. Erika is mistreated and eventually framed by the same childhood sweetheart. Now she leaves with that humiliation, and goes back to her pack, swearing vengeance on those who hurt her. They all waited for her to return and beg, but what happens when they realize that the famous Ironclaw Pack that was going to help in the rogue war, was ruled by a woman named, Erika Blackwood. Now her Ex mates want her back. Other Alphas want this woman.. But will she accept any of them? Or will she stay independent forever?...