Blurb: Reborn from the darkness and ashes of betrayal, Ophelia Snowcrest's spirit burns fiercer and brighter than ever. Her resurrection comes with a searing pain and price, flashes of memories from her past life, and a soul-crushing and burning desire for revenge. When she meets Kieran, the strongest, mysterious and ostracized Alpha outcast, their soul ignites with a shared passion. With him by her side, she'll confront the shadows of her past and fight for a future worth living and finally repay her once beloved Alpha Ryker, and her supposed-to-be best friend Astrid for the betrayal... As the danger escalates, Ophelia uncovers fragments of her forgotten past, revealing a hidden world of magic and wonder. She's a key player in an ancient prophecy, one that could tip the balance of power in the supernatural realm. But with each step forward, the shadows closing in, Ophelia must confront the darkness within herself and make a choice: embrace her destiny or risk everything to forge her own path. With each twist and turn, the stakes grow higher, and Ophelia finds herself torn between her loyalty to Kieran and her growing sense of self-discovery. The lines between good and evil blur, and the very fabric of reality begins to unravel. Can Ophelia find the strength to confront the darkness and claim her rightful place in the world, or will the shadows consume her?
Ophelia's eyes fluttered open, her vision blurry as she gazed up at the moon hanging low in the night sky.
She had a million questions running through her mind as she lay on a cold,damp earth,her body aching all over. The smell of the damp earth assaulted her nose and the coldness made it prickly against her skin..A wave of dizziness and nausea hit her so hard as she struggled to sit up..
Her hand instinctively shot to her throat and the memories from last night flooded her mind like a tidal wave,her previous life... all gone.
With bile threatening to force itself up her throat and the bitterness lingering in her mouth,she remembered the betrayal that led to her death, Ryker, her former Alpha and Astrid, her former best friend,had betrayed her, murdering her in cold blood.
But wait...how was she alive??
Ophelia's hand trembled as she touched her throat,with her eyes sharpening and darting around for hidden threats,she felt the scar where Ryker delivered his fatal blow.. She could still feel the searing pain she felt when his claws ripped away her flesh and the feeling of her life force ebbed away..
And yet,here she was, breathing,alive.
"How did I survive something as horrible as that?" Ophelia thought to herself.
"Or maybe I'm just naturally strong. Because that's the only reasonable explanation for this sudden resurrection. Or, did the Queen of the scarlet moon grant me supernatural powers?" She mused
It wasn't long before she realised that she spoke too soon. Instead of additional powers, she had her initial powers striped off her.
She winced as she massaged the back of her head. Her eyes darted back and forth, as if she was practically chasing the thoughts racing through her mind. Her brows furrowed, deep in thoughts, trying to arrange her thoughts perfectly, but to no avail.
"Maybe I'm still dead and this is just a phase of delusion or maybe I'm interacting with myself in the spirit world and my environment was adapted to where I died" Ophelia decided.
That was not a solid reason, but she wondered why she was given an opportunity to go through a second life. If she was that special, why take her powers away completely?
"This is really unfair. Isn't being dead the same as being alive and having zero powers?" She questioned the air
She was losing focus and she was talking to herself too. Could the day get any worse than this?
A rustling in the underbrush made her turn her head sharply,wincing in pain and looking around,her eyes clashes with his,she saw him - a towering figure with the most piercing red eyes and jet black fur,brooding and watching her with an intensity that unsettled her heart.
Kieran,the mysterious outcast who had been rumoured to possess powers beyond the understanding of their kind.His presence suffocated her and also made her feel a strange sense of warmth.
He was rumoured to be a myth,so she was shocked to see that the folktale was real.
Ophelia stared at him with her mouth wide open and wondered if she was transported to another universe.
"Could I possibly be hallucinating? Why on earth am I seeing a wolf that has completely gone extinct?" " You cannot be real, I can swear on the lady of the Wolf's that I'm probably hallucinating" Ophelia thought to herself.
She was having an extremely hard ime calming her taut nerves down and still trying to convince herself that the majestic wolf prowling majestically towards her is fake and she was probably hallucinating.
Unfortunately, the latter was the result. He was very very real and she was definitely not hallucinating. Her eyes twitched as she stared at him wide eyed and watched him walk closer and closer to her, shortening the distance between them.
Her eyes widened and the hairs on her body stood on end, she was trying so hard to change into her wolf form, but apparently her resurrection took her power and made her a complete weakling.
Her whole hard years of keeping fit were gone and she felt like an ultimate failure.
Ophelia wondered if she was given a second chance to have it forcefully taken away from her once more, worse from a wolf she had believed all her life that he was only a folktale and not real.
Ophelia's legs twitched,urging her to flee with all her might,flee away from this monster,but her body betrayed her,too weak to move. She could only whimper and watch as he approaches her,his immense power suffocating her till her breath came out in puffs.
Kieran looked at her and noticed the battle of emotions behind her eyes. He saw the fear, the urge to flee or rather melt into the ground. He also noticed the initial surprise he saw in her eyes when she saw him at the start.
He knew he was almost like an extinct wolf, but he was tired of watching by the sidelines. It was time to be known once more.
Kieran approached her,his eyes burning with an inner fire and Ophelia felt a shiver run down her spine.. She could see the blatant distrust in his piercing red eyes.. Still,he reached out a hand to touch her face and she could clearly hear the low rumble of a building growl from his chest
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"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."
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?
Darya spent three years loving Micah, worshipping the ground he walked on. Until his neglect and his family's abuse finally woke her up to the ugly truth-he doesn't love her. Never did, never will. To her, he is a hero, her knight in shining armour. To him, she is an opportunist, a gold digger who schemed her way into his life. Darya accepts the harsh reality, gathers the shattered pieces of her dignity, divorces him, takes back her real name, reclaims her title as the country's youngest billionaire heiress. Their paths cross again at a party. Micah watches his ex-wife sing like an angel, tear up the dance floor, then thwart a lecher with a roundhouse kick. He realises, belatedly, that she's exactly the kind of woman he'd want to marry, if only he had taken the trouble to get to know her. Micah acts promptly to win her back, but discovers she's now surrounded by eligible bachelors: high-powered CEO, genius biochemist, award-winning singer, reformed playboy. Worse, she makes it pretty clear that she's done with him. Micah gears up for an uphill battle. He must prove to her he's still worthy of her love before she falls for someone else. And time is running out.
Chandler Su who had cheated by her boyfriend then got drunk at a bar. To take revenge, she grabbed a man randomly and took him to the room. After a crazy night, Chandler found the strange man was a super handsome guy the next morning. Shy and shocked Chandler run away after leaving 150 RMB and scorning the man of his poor bed skills. However, she never thought the story would become so dramatic as the next day, she found out that the new coming president of her company was exactly the man she slept the last night! Worse than that, this new boss seemed very narrow-minded as he asked Chandler to come to his office on the first day.
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."
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"