!!(Slow Updates)!! He's strong and can strike fear into the hearts of anyone. She's weak and scared easily. Nobody tells him what to do. She follows orders without complaint. He's an overpowered, hybrid, monster of a man. She's a tiny, shiftless, omega of a wolf. But they do have one thing in common. They're mates. But is that all true? In a world of evil, of cruelty, violence and deception, a monster lives. In a world of torture, of pain and of suffering, a little wolf lives. In a world of hidden secrets, ice, and ancient metal, the little wolf and the monster find each other. Then begins the chaos.

[BOOK ONE OF THE RIVALRY SERIES] ✨ • • • The kingdom of Asten is hosting the event of the century: IMPRESS, a deadly competition where six girls vie to captivate the dark and bloodthirsty prince. The prize? The crown of Asten and rule over its five regions-Agriassi, Iclia, Miriadan, Weimos, and the glittering capital, Aeralin. But failure isn't an option-because for the losers, death awaits. For Natalya Andrea Ascelyn, life has already been cruel. After living in poverty and losing her parents in a devastating village fire, she's forced to endure the torment of her spiteful Aunt Roslin. A glimmer of hope appears when her brother, a trusted guard of the prince, invites her to the royal castle. But Natalya's new life takes a treacherous turn when she's thrust into the IMPRESS event. While others compete for the prince's favour, Natalya's true mission is revenge. Determined to uncover who destroyed her family, she navigates a cutthroat world of dazzling banquets and shadowy conspiracies. Each trial pushes her to grow stronger, more cunning, and dangerously alluring. But the competition is more than she bargained for, filled with war, forbidden desires, blood-soaked betrayals, and the awakening of her mysterious abilities. She also learns that her enemies might be closer than she imagined. As alliances crumble and secrets surface, Natalya must decide how far she's willing to go for vengeance, and only one question remains: Will she survive the prince's deadly game long enough to find the perpetrator? One crown. Six girls. Only one will win-but will Natalya's thirst for revenge cost her everything? This story includes twisted violence, strong language and sexual content. (Copyright All Rights Reserved © 2025 WP @N1Dreamerx) Highest Ranks: Vampire #1 Witch #1 Romance #2 Werewolf #9

#1 in Lycantrophe #4 Supernatural "Please don't go," I pleaded, grabbing his wrist as he was about to leave again. "Stay. Atleast for tonight." He tilted his face to look at me, his facial features hidden by the darkness again. He comes back every night but it's been a month and he has never allowed me to see his face. It's better this way, he says. The lights needs to be turned off everytime he is here, or else, he won't come. "We've had this talk before, Fleur." He said, his silky voice was enough to make shivers run down my spine. "I have to go." "Why? Why do you have to go?" I asked, my voice loud with anger and determination. Today I felt brave enough to ask this. Up until now his presence was enough for me. But not today, not anymore. I needed more. I craved more. "I can't tell you." He replied. "I should leave now before someone sees me." "Do you love someone else?" I asked, holding my heart in my hands in front of him, which he could break it with a flick of his tongue. "Is there someone else in your life? Someone you love more than me?" My voice cracked as tears filled in my eyes. "I am your mate. Then why do I feel like a mistress? Why do we have to meet in secrecy? Why can't I even see your face? Why do you have to lurk in darkness to meet me? Why can't you just-" No more words came out as my throat felt too chocked by the upcoming tears. I weeped, closing my eyes as tears fell down on my cheeks. His breath was all I could hear for a few seconds. And they were the only signs of reassurance that he was still there. Soon warmth spread around my entire body as a palm came to rest on my cheek, wiping my tears away. Instinctly, I leaned into the warmth, and rejoiced. But the warmth left soon and so did he when I opened my eyes. He left. He left without saying that he loves, without saying that I'm his only one. He just left. Again. -Updates on every Saturday/Sunday-

Tre livelli. Verde, giallo e rosso: al «Sullivan», un orfanotrofio d'élite nel cuore della Scozia, tutti hanno un posto in cui stare. Liv Covey ha diciotto anni ed è appena diventata una rossa: per la prima volta dopo sei anni passati in un caldo limbo femminile, riscopre cosa voglia dire non essere sola. E ricorda che cosa sia un uomo. ❗️avvertenze: • Pericolo shock: è presente un linguaggio volgare, violenza e possibile scene a raiting rosso di ogni genere.

- He rests most of his weight on me before nibbling at my ear, "when I ask you to kiss me..." He kisses the side of my neck finding his mark, "you kiss me," he bites and tugs at the tender skin sending intense heat throughout my body. "Do you understand?" I try to focus on his words but can hardly concentrate on anything but his touch. My lack of words evokes a deep growl from Derek as he bites harder, "yes..yes, I understand you," I release my answer along with a breath of air I'm unknowingly holding. "Good, now kiss me," he grumbles leaning in to connect his lips with my own. However, our lips hardly touch before another loud knock sounds at the door. -

"Don't you know me Nora," the strange man leered. Even though my heart was pounding uncontrollably, I refused to show fear. "If you come near me, I will call the police. I have 911 on speed dial," I threatened. He just laughed and took another step closer to me. "Oh, Nora, you think you can do that," he purred. In a flash he slammed me into the wall and leaned in very close. "There is no escape," he whispered. Nora just wanted to be left alone. But of course wishes like that never stay true for too long. When Nora stumbles upon a strange shoppe, she also accidentally captures the eye of an ancient genie who wants her as his mate. They say genies are supposed to be kind gentle creatures who grant wishes. However, soon Nora will not only discover the nature of a genie but also the true story of Scheherazade and how she is connected to the legendary queen.

"Running away from me is like a game to me, Princess." my heart beat frantically in my chest with his words getting closer to my hiding spot. I held my breath while closing my eyes trying to block what was going on around me. Feeling cold mist start to form unto my skin from the dense woods my skin gave away to goosebumps making me shiver. "You smell so exotic. How I would love to mark you now, making you mine, Princess. And only mine." I heard even closer, his dark voice trailing into my ears as a small whimper escaped from my mouth. I pressed my back into the sharp bark of the tree that I had made into my hiding spot knowingly at any moment he would find me. "Check mate." I heard before I looked up to meet a pair of dark forest green orbs. Knowingly his wolf was taking charge and he had his sights on one thing and one thing only, me. WARNING: Strong language & sexual scenes will be written. Be advised. 18+ Copyright No one is allowed to copy or use any of my written works.