Skyler was born an omega in a family of alphas. The runt. The protected one. The secret. His twin older brothers, Tyler and Tay, would've killed anyone who looked at him wrong. So he never told them about the human boarding school. About the lockers. The names. The nights he came home with bruises he called "clumsy." Until the day they went too far. The day that left him with nightmares, flinching at raised voices, and anxiety that chewed his ribs hollow. His family pulled him out. Brought him home to the pack. Enrolled him in a werewolf school where he'd be "safe." Then he met them. *Damion. Dominic. Damon.* Future alphas. Pack royalty. And his new bullies - except their teasing hit different. Their eyes lingered too long. Their growls sounded like possession. He hated them. He craved them. He told himself it was trauma. Then he turned eighteen. The bond snapped into place like a broken bone setting. *Mates. All three of them.* The same alphas who made his heart race for all the wrong reasons. Now Sky's terrified. Because omegas don't get three mates. And bullies don't get to keep the boy they broke. Right? _Omegaverse | Fated Mates | Bully-to-Lovers | Hurt/Comfort | Slow Burn | Why Choose_

What happens when a multi millionaire woman see a boy crying in the rain at two in the morning? Jocelyn A multi millionaire . She owns a big clothing empire. She's beautiful the epitome of femdom. Everything about her screams dominates. Ryan a shy 19 year old who just got kicked out for liking girl clothes. He's a cute little femboy who absolutely loves anything pretty.

[ Complete ] [ Adult Content ] Keith is a successful businessman. He has accumulated great wealth and attracts many potential partners. However, despite his accomplishments, Keith finds himself discontented. This dissatisfaction arises from the fact that he was born an omega. One day, he accidentally stumbled upon a charming café, and little did he know that this serendipitous encounter would mark the beginning of a new chapter in his life. The simple act of stepping into that café unknowingly set off a chain of events that would bring about significant changes in his life trajectory. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Irene is a normal girl from earth. One fateful day, she met an unfortunate end, only to be reborn in a mysterious world where people are classified as either alpha or omega. In this intriguing new reality, Irene discovers that she has become a female alpha. Copyright Notice: This story is my original work. All rights reserved. Unauthorized reproduction, copying, or distribution of this work, in part or whole, is strictly prohibited.

[Female Alpha X Male Alpha] What would you do if one day you realized... your precious younger brother is the protagonist Omega in a twisted, sadistic novel-doomed to suffer at the hands of toxic, obsessive Alphas? Regina: Break their legs? Nah, too much effort. I'll bury them alive and plant flowers on top-let's see if their obsession can bloom from six feet under. -A Female Alpha who doesn't fear fate, but fate should probably start fearing her. Copyright Notice: This story is my original work. All rights reserved. Unauthorized reproduction, copying, or distribution of this work, in part or whole, is strictly prohibited.

I curled under the jungle gym and cried my eyes out. Suddenly a shadow hovered over me. I looked up saw a boy about my age staring at me with a Unknown expression. He bent down and wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumbs. I immediately stopped crying and looked into his bright Emerald eyes. "Why are you crying?" He asked and I looked down. "Because I know that'll never make friends here" I said quietly. He was quiet for a minute before finally speaking up. "I'll be your friend" he said quietly while looking into my eyes. I smiled a toothy grin. "Really!?" I asked and he nodded his head. "You'll be mine" ~~~~ Ranked # 2 in Werewolf on 7/13/17 Beautiful cover made by: kaori_nakahodo STARTED: JUNE 28, 2015 FINISHED: AUGUST 22, 2016 EDITING: ON GOING

Dominant Female & Her Harem of Mates! The court is different, but the game is the same: Survive. Mora is a 6 foot 5 varsity volleyball player. But when a team bus crash ends her season, and her life, she doesn't wake up in a hospital. She wakes up in a jungle where the dragonflies are the size of pigeons and all animals are twice as big as anything on Earth. In this Beastworld, females are the ultimate prize. With a staggering ratio of 1 to every 50 males, women are fragile treasures hidden away in the great tribes. It is a matriarchal world where high-ranking beastmen work themselves to the bone just for a chance to be chosen by a female. But there is one rule that has never been broken: Females have no Stars. Enter Mora. Mora is a walking impossibility. She isn't delicate. She isn't fragile. From the nervous 2-star ocelot who finds her, to the elite 4-star warriors who have never seen a woman taller than their shoulders, Mora is about to turn the social order upside down. Armed with modern knowledge and an athlete's grit, she's building a new life. The Beastworld thinks she's a prize to be earned. Mora is about to show them she's the apex predator. Author Note: This is a storyline I have committed to so please bear with me. I planned so hard for this. I hope you guys like it. Any similarities with other beastworld stories are coincidences. I have read them, but this is purely from my own imagination. There will be: Polyamory, MxMxF, Mpreg, MxM, Light Kinks. Chapters will be marked with 🌶. Though they will be part of the plot. I am not a smut writer (though spicy smuts are fun to read). I'll try my best to be balanced.

For thirteen years, memoryless orphan Evangeline was kept hidden in the shadows of the Silverwood Pack, broken by the secret promises of an Alpha heir who ultimately cast her aside for southern gold. But when her rare, forbidden healing magic tames the volatile beast of the terrifying Lycan Prince Valen, she is pulled from the basement laundry into the blinding luxury of the High Throne. Draped in royal silver and backed by an overprotective Sovereign who would dismantle his own empire to clear a path for her feet, the rejected stray returns to rewrite the territory's ledger in blood-proving that the wolf who knows how to starve the hounds is the one who ultimately rules the winter.

"Ensure they cannot touch what belongs to me again," he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative. Dante nodded, taking a step back and bowing his head. "Yes, Alpha King." The gravity of the situation hit me like a ton of bricks-they were talking about my friends. A wave of panic washed over me as I realized my little drama to piss him off had put them in danger. Now, I had to act fast to prevent disaster. I couldn't let my recklessness hurt the people I care about. I tugged on Alarico's coat sleeve, and he turned to face me. Our eyes locked, and for the first time, I felt genuine fear. My voice barely above a whisper, I said, "No." Alarico's gaze narrowed, and he raised an eyebrow, as if granting me permission to speak. I swallowed hard and tried to find my voice. "D-Don't hurt them." My words were laced with desperation, and Alarico's expression softened slightly. He tilted my face toward his beta and said, "Order them." I hesitated, unsure of what he meant. Was he testing me? But Alarico's gaze remained steady, his voice low and commanding. "Say it," he urged. With tears welling up in my eyes, I spoke, my voice shaking with rage and fear. "I, Mario Cassano, order you to revoke your alpha's previous order and not to lay a finger on my friends." The words felt like acid on my tongue, but I knew I had to protect my friends. As I finished speaking, Alarico's men dropped to their knees, their heads bowed in unison. I stumbled backward, startled by their sudden action. "Your wish is our command, Queen Luna," they chanted in perfect harmony. The title "𝗤𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗟𝘂𝗻𝗮" sent shivers down my spine. What did it mean? And why did Alarico's men respond to me with such reverence? I looked up at 𝗵𝗶𝗺, searching for answers, but his expression remained enigmatic.

He's been waiting five centuries for a mate. She's spent three centuries convinced she's the only one of her kind. Khalan is the apex of Lycan evolution and he's done with destiny. After five hundred years he's been waiting for the moon goddess to lift her curse. This year's Blood Moon Ball is his final act of defiance. He's closing the door on legend and moving on without a Queen. Avery is a ghost in the high-end art world. A world-renowned anonymous artist, she has spent three hundred years hiding her immortality after a horrific accident claimed her family. She has no idea she was adopted, or that she's a Lycan. She just knows she doesn't age, she doesn't die, and she's utterly alone. But when an invitation arrives bearing a crest Avery hasn't seen in a century, her solitude shatters. Desperate for answers, she steps out of the shadows and into the spotlight. She isn't looking for a fated mate, she's looking for her own kind. The Alpha is ready to give up. The Artist is just arriving. And the Moon Goddess is finally done playing games.