[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book] "Kiss or Kill?" "Karma." ***** Broken by a pack that was supposed to be home, Tamiko swore to never attend any mating ceremonies. He knew they would eventually reject him, so he didn't want to risk the heartbreak even more. However, a lonely best friend in need of a mate and a bunch of convincing later, Tamiko found himself at the entrance of the mating ceremony. As if that wasn't enough, the midnight moon gave him what he didn't want the most. A mate. But not just any mate. Gabe; the alpha's dark son, a man who made it his mission to make Tamiko's life harder, and also the man Tamiko hated more than life itself. As their eyes glowed in the night, Tamiko didn't see a mate, he saw a very rare opportunity; a chance to run, or be the one that Gabe ran from. He chose the latter. Like a gift from the moon, he realized the one thing that could burn down the Grealor pack. He bore the mark of lycan royalty, more precisely, King Zaffuto's mark. The outcast, Tamiko, was the lost lycan prince.
[KAWAI]
'I'm a dead woman if I don't tell him. And I'll still end up dead if I tell him,' a woman in a maidservant apron said as she lingered in the forbidden hallways of the Lycan palace of the Kawai kingdom.
She was painfully aware that it was a crime to be lingering, but the news she had would make the master have her head if she so much as breathed the wrong word. She was sure today would be her end, but what else could she do?
What she had to say was more important than the fate of the Lycans in the kingdom.
'What if I run away?... Then again, he will suspect me and hunt me till the end of the world. What do I do, dammit,' she said as she tugged at her hair roots, probably risking them falling on the ground.
She would definitely go bald if she kept at it for long, then again, what difference would it make if she was bald and dead? She wouldn't even realize it anyway, right; oh, but she was tense.
'Maybe I should wait for the bells to ring, right?' she asked herself right as she heard the sound of heavy footsteps coming in her direction, snapping her out of her trance. She was risking a lot by being here, but then she didn't have much of an option.
'Fuck,' she grumbled as she looked for a hiding place in the hallways. There was none, but a desperate woman with everything to lose tonight, she just had to try her luck. Maybe she would be able to control her heartbeats to stop them from knowing she was here, right?
And with that, she rushed to hide behind one of the huge flower pots in the hallway. The damn hallway itself was wide enough for at least twenty full-grown Lycan warriors to walk through, if they were in a straight line.
It was too huge like a wide path, though right now, as she hid and prayed to the goddess to save her from whatever was coming her way, she was counting on the possibility that the flower pot would be her refuge.
"You have five seconds to get out of there before I blast you with the damn pot," an awfully familiar voice said. It was the voice that everyone in Kawai would rather choke on spikes than hear mentioning their existence.
It was the voice of the cruelest man to ever reign the realm as they knew it, the one man who was feared by anyone and everyone. His very existence was a threat to the living.
He was the Lycan King of Kawai.
King Zaffuto, a man whose face no one knew save for his warriors, but only because he went to war with them.
But even they had been warned against mentioning what the king looked like to anyone, because if that happened, the warriors would be dead before they finished talking about him. They all believed he was cursed, but was he?
'He can't be talking about me, right?' the woman asked herself as she curled up to the wall even more, hoping to the goddess that she hadn't fallen into King Zaffuto's radar.
"Arabella... Should I come to get you or will you do it yourself? Your heartbeats are betraying you and you smell like a birthing hall. So what would it be?" the king's enforcer, Sadako said, his tone so stiff.
It was almost like he was trying to tell maidservant Arabella, that the longer they made the King wait, the worse her punishment would be, especially given what the day was today. It was supposed to be a good day and for the life of everyone, they hoped that it ended well.
Sadako was the face that everyone knew instead of their king, because he always represented the man. But right now, hearing Sadako's stiff and stern voice here and now, was like a stab in the heart for Arabella.
"I... I didn't see anything, I swear. I didn't hear anything or see anything... Oh gosh, I'm rambling again. I'm sorry, please forgive me. I won't ever come to these hallways, if I survive this. Forgive me, your highness, and My lord.
"I should have just waited... Why am I still talking?" Arabella rambled on as she got out from behind the flower pot, her eyes closed and her hands clutching her apron so tight that if she wasn't careful, she would rip the cloth into shreds. But that too, didn't matter right now.
"Show your face, woman," King Zaffuto said and Arabella pushed herself against the wall, before carefully lifting her head, even though her eyes were still closed tightly.
If she was going to die today, she would pray to get to the moon with the goddess, but only if her soul wasn't punished for interrupting the great king's walk.
"I'm sorry... I swear on my life, I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry. I won't do this again, please spare my life," Arabella cried out softly, her voice trembling, knowing the circumstances that were waiting for her.
Everyone knew that crossing the dark King meant that life was no longer going to be livable. It would be hell, because no one had ever crossed the king's path and lived to see the next day.
The man was dangerous in every possible way and his Lycans knew that, to the point that they acted like they didn't have a King. That way, they would avoid being put in a position where their lives were ruined. He was the one Lycan that scared the hell out of everyone.
Maybe him minding his business all the time and leading the Lycans well, was his redeemable feature, but was that enough to paint him as a saint, when he murdered the traitors in broad daylight, in front of everyone including the kids?
"I will stay in the sun for a month if I have to, please spare my li-"
"Are you a parrot by any chance? Why the fuck are you talking a lot? Bring her to the spare chambers this instant. This is why I hate pesky little Lycans. They ruin my mood every day," King Zaffuto said, and Arabella felt her heart sink in her mouth.
The spare chamber was the chamber where people went, never to be seen again, or so the rumors in the Kawai kingdom said. That chamber was one of the many reasons people stayed away from the palace, but Arabella just had to find herself at the palace and now, she would be headed to the spare chamber.
'Just my luck, hmm? What if I never see my mother again? What if everything goes awry? Oh goddess, I shouldn't have agreed to the shift change dammit. I had a fucking free day and decided to be charitable and now my life is on the line?
'Shit,' Arabella thought angrily to herself as she shivered like a soaked cat.
She was scared and had every right to be. However, scared as she was, what she did next was probably the craziest thing she had ever done in her whole life. Then again, desperate times sure did call for desperate measures, right?
"Your Highness, I came from the queen's birthing hall, I was sent to bring you the news about..." Arabella choked as she swallowed thickly, scared that her next words would get her into the chamber that people never came from alive.
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "Forgive me, my soul," he said, knowing it was probably the last time he would see the love of his life. *** Simply put, King Agust was the devil in plain clothes. A raging lycan with an unwavering desire to wipe out werewolves, he was the ultimate danger to a race whose only mistake, was bearing the same blood as that of his father. Broken and damaged by his father, a werewolf alpha, Agust hated wolves with all he had and didn't have. To him, they were pathetic beings that needed to be snuffed out, and like a mad king, he made their lives so difficult the only option the wolves had left, was to hide. So when he met Park, one of the strongest werewolf alphas, who didn't take shit from no one, hated him, and who was determined to protect the werewolf race, Agust knew he found his match. What he didn't expect, was for the alpha who hated him so much, to be his mate, and reject him on the same day they met. As if that wasn't bad enough, when his lycans attacked Park's pack, Agust sentenced them to mass murder, an action that triggered a revolution. But strangely, the only thing Agust cared for, was the one man who made him weak in the knees. Alpha Park. Would Agust win both wars?
"I won't apologize for killing your mate. I would do it over and over, and still not feel any remorse. I guess you just have to deal with it now, yeah," Rania said spitefully to Jihoon. ------- The yearly alpha camp is closing in so fast and Kim Rania, of the Incayon pack, knows she has to make a choice. To disappear and leave the camp before anyone even realizes it, or she could turn the camp into a bloodbath, and then her parents would finally have a reason to banish her from home. She chooses the first option. Everything goes so well until she runs into her nemesis, Park Jihoon, of the Calindra pack, the man she hates more than she hates her suitors. Each night before bed, it's safe to say Rania prays for new tricks to put an end to the arrogant Jihoon who's made it his mission to remind Rania how unwanted she is. Rania has had her wolf for seven years and has never gotten a mate who wants her. Everyone she is mated to, rejects her at first sight, without even trying to know her. Some even tell her that she's a weapon for the packs, and not a person to be loved. Just like Rania, Jihoon is mateless. However, his state, is because Rania had murdered his mate, Yanna, in cold blood, but Rania had her reasons, which, to this day, she refuses to tell anyone. Of course, Jihoon had 'considered' it an accident and the packs resolved to be at peace. However, Jihoon had sworn to push Rania to the edge of the cliff. He would make her pay for murdering his mate. If meeting at the alpha camp wasn't a terrible situation, everything gets worse when the werewolf king recognizes Rania and Jihoon as the top alphas in the kingdom, and sends them on a mission, to make peace with the vampires and bring the captured werewolf prince back home. What could go wrong when the prince takes a liking to Rania, and Jihoon has to keep Rania safe?
"I'll see you in the next life, mother," the young boy said, his eyes swollen from crying for several days. ---- Exiled from Udrad after the public stoning of his parents, Alanor Wynter swore on his parents' graves, to bring the lycan kingdom to his knees. So he became the rogue they despised and the devil they all feared. He was a monster, but they had created him, and he was really bad. Alanor was the kind of evil that no dictionary even had a description for yet. He had vowed to never have peace until he got his revenge, and no one would stop him, not even the mate the fates had forced on him. After all, he didn't believe in the fated mates. Alanor believed in REVENGE.
In order to fulfill her grandfather's last wish, Stella entered into a hasty marriage with an ordinary man she had never met before. However, even after becoming husband and wife on paper, they each led separate lives, barely crossing paths. A year later, Stella returned to Seamarsh City, hoping to finally meet her mysterious husband. To her astonishment, he sent her a text message, unexpectedly pleading for a divorce without ever having met her in person. Gritting her teeth, Stella replied, "So be it. Let’s get a divorce!" Following that, Stella made a bold move and joined the Prosperity Group, where she became a public relations officer that worked directly for the company’s CEO, Matthew. The handsome and enigmatic CEO was already bound in matrimony, and was known to be unwaveringly devoted to his wife in private. Unbeknownst to Stella, her mysterious husband was actually her boss, in his alternate identity! Determined to focus on her career, Stella deliberately kept her distance from the CEO, although she couldn't help but notice his deliberate attempts to get close to her. As time went on, her elusive husband had a change of heart. He suddenly refused to proceed with the divorce. When would his alternate identity be uncovered? Amidst a tumultuous blend of deception and profound love, what destiny awaited them?
Season 1: Vanessa Saxon was once married to Luca Kensington, the cold and distant CEO of K Group. But when she was seven months pregnant, her adopted sister, Beatriz Langley, falsely accused her of having an affair with her best friend, Daxton Radcliffe, and carrying his child. The worst part? Luca believed Beatriz. In a fit of rage, Luca demanded their baby be removed prematurely, leading to a tragic event where Vanessa nearly died from the ordeal. Saved by Daxton, Vanessa disappeared. Now, five years later, she returns-stronger and determined-alongside her daughter, Isla Saxon, to exact her revenge on those who wronged her. SEASON 2: Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Senna Thorne lost everything-her family, her freedom, and the man she once loved. Betrayed and abandoned, she was sentenced to a fate worse than death. Magnus Voss, the ruthless billionaire who once held her heart, now sees her as nothing more than a murderer, a woman unworthy of mercy. But when fate grants her a second chance, she returns under a new name, Zara Skye-no longer the broken woman he cast aside. Yet Magnus refuses to let go. He sees her, he feels her, and deep down, he knows-she is the ghost that haunts him, the love he once destroyed. But this time, Senna isn't here for love. She's here for vengeance. When their paths collide once more, will he uncover the truth before it's too late? Or will her revenge burn them both to ashes?
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"
Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.