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The Only She Wolf Remaining

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.
lucy_mumbua · 19.4k Views

Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy
Light_ray · 1.8m Views
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FREE USE in Primitive World

[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+[Racial Wars]+ [Gods]+[God Slayer]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+[OP MC]+ [Unique Power System]+[Exciting Storyline]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[Optional Smut] After dying while gooing for 20 straight hours, he unexpectedly (or expectedly) wakes up in a primitive world, where humanity is still in the tribal era, and lives as Hunter and Gatherer, barely surviving from prehistoric beasts. But in this savage land, one thing was missing. ​Here, the concept of pleasure is nonexistent. Sex is nothing more than a cold, mechanical duty performed in silence, purely for the sake of survival. There is no passion. No blushing. No gasps of ecstasy. ​Until him. ​He awakens with a chaotic, forbidden gift: The Power of Free Use. ​With a single thought, he can shatter their biological conditioning. He can command the absolute sexual surrender of any woman he sets his eyes on, rewriting their reality. ​So, naturally, he doesn't hesitate. He embarks on a crusade to corrupt this innocent world. ​No woman is off-limits. ​From the sultry, unspoken curves of his own Aunt, to the voluptuous Milf next door who never understood her own heat. From the untouched, pristine Healers, to the fierce Huntresses who need to be tamed. ​Even the highest authorities aren’t safe. The Village Chief’s proud wife… and her sheltered daughter? They are just waiting to be broken in. ​In a world that knows only survival, he is about to teach them the true meaning of pleasure But... is this world really that simple? And is this Free Use really just limited to women or it's just a trailer? As he delved deeper into this world of unlimited wonders, he uncovers a stunning revelation: the world he inhabits that is several times bigger than our earth, is nothing but a tiny island, a mere speck in a vast, sprawling expense of millions of other much bigger islands, let alone those magical continents. A savage realm where creation hasn’t yet decided what should live and what should die. Here, the skies are split by dragons before dragons had names, and the ground trembles under titans older than the concept of gods. This world is not your fairy tale… In this world walked the *firsts*… the original templates, the prototypes of every species that would one day populate the multiverse. Inhabited by the primordial and most powerful forms of every race and species imaginable: There are Primordial Elves, tall and unblemished, their bloodlines so pure that later generations look like cheap knockoffs. There are Elemental Lords, beings of living fire, storm, and stone… the kind of creatures that didn’t “control” nature but were nature. Mountains walked, rivers spoke, and the wind itself had moods. The skies are home to Mythical Beasts… creatures out of nightmares and dreams, some so vast they blotted out the sun when they moved.... creatures that would shrink into legends elsewhere, but here, they still rule And somewhere, above it all, were the Gods. Not the pretty, moralized ones from scripture. These are the originals… raw concepts given flesh and ego. Divinity here wasn’t worshipped… it was survived. Everything in this world is either a predator, a prey, or both. A truly savage world where survival is not a right but a miracle, and every sunrise is a declaration of defiance. And into this world… arrives a man who died mid-goon. So, how will our MC navigate this dangerous world, where even the weather has a body count? a wrong step could mean extinction of a whole race, and will he really be able to achieve his dream of having a harem of every intelligent race. [kinks] [fetishes] [Smart Mc] [Overpowered] [Stone age][Myths] [Mythical Creatures] [Divine Wars] *** This is an epic fantasy disguised as a Smut novel. And since it's a smut, initial chapters will be a bit Smut focused but afterwards it's pure story, action, adventures and a bit of Smut.
Moanarch · 2m Views

THE GATES OF MAJAPAHIT: REDEMPTION OF THE LAST DHARMA

SYNOPSIS: THE GATES OF MAJAPAHIT The Awakening The story follows Bimasakti Prasetyo, a cynical elite operative from the year 2026. During a black-ops mission to investigate a temporal anomaly in the ruins of Trowulan, Bima is pulled through a "Gate" and thrust back into the 14th century—the height of the Majapahit Empire. However, this is not the history found in textbooks. This is a world where Dharma is a tangible energy source, powering floating fortresses, enchanted bronze weaponry, and bio-mechanical guardians. The Conflict of Two Worlds Bima quickly discovers that he is the "Last Dharma," a bridge between the dying technology of the future and the raw spiritual power of the past. He is hunted by the Void-Weavers, a shadowy cult led by his former mentor from the future, Captain Yudha. The cult seeks to collapse the "Five Gates of the Archipelago" to siphon the world’s life force into the 21st century, an act that would trigger a global apocalypse in both timelines. The Journey of the Vanguard Under the clandestine guidance of Queen Mother Dyah Gitarja, Bima undergoes a brutal transformation. The Forge: He acquires the Indra-Vajra, a bio-organic gauntlet that allows him to interface with the world's Ley-lines. The Crucible: In the burning sulfur mines of Mount Kelud, Bima defeats the Ashen Matriarch and stabilizes the Second Gate, though at the cost of his reputation, becoming a "Fallen Ghost" in the eyes of the public. The Deep: In the Sunda Strait, Bima leads a tactical underwater strike against the Sunda Kingdom, eventually interfacing with the Leviathan—a continent-sized bio-mechanical beast—to purge it of Void corruption. The Dark Echo As Bima’s power grows, so does the physical toll. His hair turns bone-white, and his "System" evolves into the Dharma Vanguard Core, a fusion of volcanic rage and digital precision. The arc concludes with a terrifying revelation: a temporal vision shows a future where the Void has already won, and the supreme commander of the darkness is none other than a corrupted, future version of Bima himself. Now, with three Gates secured and two remaining, Bima must race toward the jungles of Borneo and finally the throne of the capital to stop the "Dark Echo" from becoming reality.
DaoistISSitg · 2.2k Views
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Billion Dollar Regrets: 21 Nights of Payback

THE WOMAN HE DESTROYED IS BACK—AND SHE'S BRINGING HIM TO HIS KNEES Three years ago, Aria Kane was a naive businesswoman who fell hard for billionaire Damien Cross. Their chemistry was explosive. Their passion was all-consuming. She thought she'd found her soulmate. She was wrong. Damien seduced her for one reason: to steal her family's proprietary business intelligence. He used her love as a weapon, extracted every secret, and then discarded her like trash. Within months, her father's company was bankrupt. Her father took his own life. Aria lost everything—her family, her home, her future. She spent three years barely surviving, doing whatever it took to stay alive, burning with a rage that never dimmed. Now, everything has changed. Aria's estranged grandfather—a corporate titan she never knew—has died and left her his billion-dollar empire. Overnight, she transforms from powerless victim to one of the most powerful CEOs in the country. And she has one target in her sights: Damien Cross. While she was clawing her way up, Damien's empire has been crumbling. Bad deals. Betrayed alliances. A loveless engagement to a manipulative socialite. Unknown to him, Aria has been systematically destroying his business from the shadows. Now he's desperate, vulnerable, and backed into a corner. That's when Aria makes her move. She summons him to her office with an offer he can't refuse: She has evidence of all his illegal dealings—insider trading, corporate espionage, fraud. One phone call to the authorities and he's finished. His company collapses. His freedom disappears. Everything he built turns to ash. Unless he agrees to her terms. 21 nights. Complete submission. No limits. No safe words. No mercy. For 21 nights, Damien must surrender himself completely to Aria's control. She'll decide what happens, where it happens, and how far it goes. She'll strip away his power, his pride, and every defense he's ever built. He'll do whatever she commands—in the boardroom and the bedroom. Humiliation. Submission. Pleasure denied. Control surrendered. In exchange, she'll save his company and destroy the evidence against him. But revenge is never simple. As the nights progress, the power dynamic shifts in unexpected ways. Damien reveals he was trapped by his own cruel father, forced to betray Aria or watch his mother die. Aria discovers that surviving her trauma left scars that still bleed. The chemistry between them—the explosive, undeniable passion—never died. Someone is watching them. Dangerous enemies from Damien's past emerge. His father will kill to maintain control. His vindictive fiancée will destroy them both. And Aria's grandfather's death may not have been natural. As corporate warfare escalates into actual danger, Aria and Damien must navigate a minefield of trust issues, explosive secrets, and feelings neither wanted to face. She's supposed to hate him. He's supposed to grovel. Neither expected to fall in love—again. The 21-night countdown is ticking. Boundaries will be shattered. Secrets will explode. And by the final night, everything will change. Because the opposite of love isn't hate—it's indifference. And what burns between Aria and Damien is anything but indifferent.
2game · 11.6k Views

Beauty Like the Night - A Twilight AU

In the mists of Wales, circa 700 B.C., Duvessa was a creature of myth before her time. The last living daughter of the Unseelie Fae royal bloodline, she was a halfling abandoned to the mercy of mortal Gaelic clans. They feared the inhuman glimmer in her beauty and cursed the strange, untamed power that simmered in her blood. She grew up in the shadow of the hearth, where whispers clung to her like ghosts and superstition was a cruel substitute for kindness. Her beauty was called a sin; her magic, a blight. By the time she reached womanhood, exile felt less like a punishment and more like a destiny. The night she was driven from her clan for a storm she did not summon, Duvessa fled into the ancient forest with nothing but fractured pride and a hollowed heart. Beneath a moonless canopy, she was hunted. A pale, crimson-eyed predator found her, beautiful in the way of things that are about to kill. But when it fed, it did not feast—it screamed. Her Fae blood was a poison, a consecrated fire that burned through the monster’s veins. As the creature convulsed in agony, Duvessa lay dying in the frost-damp moss, a bitter laugh catching in her throat. Even her blood was wrong. As darkness coiled around her, another presence stirred the shadows. From them stepped a woman of impossible grace, wrapped in dusk-black robes, her own red eyes gleaming with ancient hunger and a flicker of amusement. Her voice was silk drawn over steel. “Do you wish to live?” With her last breath, Duvessa answered yes. She awoke reborn. Neither Fae nor vampire, but something new: a dark immortal bound to a deathless power she could not yet command. Her savior, Deidre, became her sire, teacher, and mother under vampire law. For centuries, Duvessa walked the earth as kingdoms turned to dust and memories faded into myth, her heart encased in ice. Forks, Washington, 2004 Maeve Sable was a ghost in the hallways of Forks High school. Labeled a goth and a weirdo, she found more companionship in the melancholic worlds of Edgar Allan Poe and Anne Rice than with any of her peers. She spent her lunches in the quiet corners of the library or beneath the dripping pines, cultivating an invisibility that felt like a shield. Home offered no solace, only the echoing silence of a house ruled by a father who measured life in billable hours and thousand-dollar suits, his affection as cold and distant as a closing argument. Maeve was content with being invisible, convinced that a dark-romantic, horror-loving lesbian like herself wasn't meant for a grand story. She certainly never expected to meet a girl with eyes that had watched empires fall. The eyes belong to Duvessa Ingram, the new transfer student, whose stillness commands the room and whose beauty feels dangerously ancient. As Maeve is drawn into the new transfer student's enigmatic world, she discovers a love that defies mortality itself. But their connection awakens slumbering shadows and threatens to shatter a fragile peace. The carefully maintained laws of both Fae and vampire—laws that forbid a creature like Duvessa from existing, let alone loving a mortal—begin to close in. In a world of predators, Maeve is about to discover that the most dangerous thing she can do is fall in love. Because some beauty was never meant for the light. Some was born of the night.
Mistveil · 2k Views