In the Supernatural world lies the Werewolf world. And in the Werewolf world lie packs. Natalia was the omega of her pack with the blood of an alpha. As you can imagine, she was deemed 'disrespectful' and the pack members would try to beat her into submission. Emphasis on try. You see, you can't beat an alpha into total submission. Illegitimate or not. Shifted or not. After her mate rejects her, she leaves. Runs. Hightails the hell outta there. And she promises to be back to tear them apart. This isn't a typical story of how a rejected, wounded she-wolf runs away, finds another pack then reluctantly returns to her old pack because of some useless mission to help them with rouges. Natalia will find things out about herself and her mother that she never would have guessed and go beyond the Werewolf world. There may be a few detours but: she promised to destroy them she promised to make them pay and in the end, Natalia never breaks her promises. Ever. ******************** You can join my Patreon (patreon.com/LalaLand464) for early access to chapters a week before they get to Wattpad. If you see this story or elements of it anywhere that isn't Quotev, my Patreon (or soon on Royal Road), it has been copied without my knowledge and I would appreciate being notified. Thank you.

His dark voice trails down her spine, lighting a path of desire that renders her breathless. "If only I were in a position of no consequence." Alia's breath wavers when the pad of his thumb slowly glides across her bottom lip. "Then I could give in to the desire of killing the men who touch you." • It is the year 2358 and the Lycanthrope Kingdom is crumbling. Alia Cain is a 23 year old werewolf. She finds the King to be weak, impulsive and unfit to rule. She's witnessed his cruel actions, first-hand, when he sent Warriors of the Throne to kill her parents. She was 19. After their deaths, her uncle Darian - a highly respected Commander of the Throne - took her in and helped train her into the fighter she needs to be, to kill the King. But things don't always work out the in way you want them to. Not only does Alia have to leave her pack to survive, but her mind, body and soul desperately crave to uncover the mystery of the man who dominates everyone and everything around him with an aura so Herculean he makes all fall to their knees before him. A man who silences and relaxes his fellow pack members with his protective presence and has enough power to slaughter an entire Pack. Valen Volkov. A fierce and extremely powerful beast of a man with a harrowing past that has haunted him for years on end. Endless years of torture has resulted in him losing his memory and not only does he have no true sense of identity, but everyone around him wants him to become King. He finds no interest in the role, but things soon change when he meets a troubled Fugitive named Alia Cain. MATURE CONTENT. This includes detailed descriptions of violence, strong language, and sexual content. #1 fiction 14/02/23 #1 lycanking 30/05/23 #1 royal 17/06/23 #1 slowburn 29/08/23 #1 supernatural 02/03/24 #1 king 21/07/24 #1 adult 07/08/24 #1 lycanthrope 18/12/24 #1 paranormal 09/05/25

Arabs are well known for their culture, Poetry, and hospitality. They are also recognized for their valor and leadership. Badr, son of Sheikh Faisal, a valiant knight known among the tribes. Due to his father's grave illness, Badr is named the leader of the Rashideen tribe causing hurdles to make their way to him, and among those predicaments is a woman with dark hazel eyes. #1 in Spiritual #1 in Arab Book 2 of the series. To comprehend this book further, please read PRINCE OF KNIGHTS first.

When Hibatullah Abubakar meets Salman Baanziye, it's annoyance at it's very best at first sight. Salman is a ball of fire, Hibatullah is the very definition of an Ice Queen. They are simply put, poles apart. When destiny throws them together, Hibba and Salman navigate the world and sketch their love story, conquering various obstacles and leaving the world in awe of their love. This is Hibba and Salman's tale of when their hearts collide.

It's been the same. For years. Elementary Middle school and secondary high school Fatima and Ayub have been rivals. Ayub has good looks and everyone loves him. Fatima is respectful and mannered. The two are polar opposites. Ayub is careless, disrespectful, and a troublemaker. Fatima is organized, polite and punctual. They have one thing in common. They are both intelligent. They both hate each other. But what if opposites do attract....

Fate follows the life of two young ladies, Nooriyya and Samha. Nooriyya lost her parents at a very young age, she was left in the care of her step mother. She went through a lot under her stepmother including hawking but her life made a dive for the worst when she was raped, one night by someone in the midst of his drunk friends, her life never became thesame again. Samha is a girl who had everything, though raised by a single mother. Every guy she wanted, she gets. She had Fahad in her clutches too, a young billionaire with a sparkling clean personality on the surface but have a dark side buried. She had him all wrapped up until it blew all up in her face. That's the beginning of her own misery.

"If you didn't love me in the first place then you shouldn't have married me." She said, her heart sinking knowing that she didn't have a place in his heart. "Do you think I wanted to?" He spoke, turning his face to the side looking at her over his shoulder. "If it wouldn't have been for Zain then I wouldn't have ever!." He stated. She didn't knew how she could muster up so much courage to stride towards him and turn him by holding his hands as she made him face her. Standing on her tiptoes she was a bit his level as she caught hold of his collars. "Tell me you're lying. Tell me that it wasn't just for Zain. Tell me you're doing this because you're angry with me. Tell me that's it's all a lie!" She exclaimed at the end, her tears rolling down her cheeks freely. He looked at her for a second before he caught her hands which were on his collar and removed them, and holding her wrist, he turned it behind her back as he fiercely pulled her closer to him, his eyes staring deep into her. "Even if I am, you have lost the right to ask me that." He stated coldly. "Why!" She exclaimed. "Why did you behave so sweet with me all this time, when you had already planned to end this relation. Why did you filled this void life of mine with happiness and joy. You should have just let me be!" Her eyes held the anger and pain which her heart was feeling. "Just to let you know how it feels to be betrayed." With that said, he let go of her and moved back. *** The only things that mattered in Shumail Ibrahim's life were his friends and his work. His life was pretty normal until she entered his life. He met her suddenly just like that and with just a single look he had fallen for her deeply. Everything seemed magical and to anyone who saw them happy together seemed it was destiny that brought them together. But was it really destiny that played it's game or the mastermind was actually someone else?? Find out in Dear Shumail...Please try to forgive me.

In a village where girl child education is considered unrighteous, lived a 12year old Khairee whose dream is to become a professional journalist. Being fortunate enough to undergo the initial stage, Khairee took the courage to request her parent to allow her to further her studies. What do you think their answer will be? This is a story about struggle, dedication, persistence and a touch of romance. Join me in this ride to see how Khairee chases her dream.

I was in a dark place with no one to hear my cries, I screamed but the sound just echoed into a far distance The pain was unbearable from almost every part of my body especially around my thighs and my hands, my head also hurt I cried into the darkness but no one was there, I prayed and prayed till I found myself slowly slipping out of that world till I was met with blinding light Opening my eyes I looked around to the blank walls made of plain cement blocks, no paint or anything and so was the ground it looked like an uncompleted building but what bothered me the most was what I was in Was it the pain or the wetness I was feeling, i mustered up the courage and raised my pounding head looking up at my wide-spread legs and the pool of blood I was laying in I couldn't cry nor scream just fall back into the dark world I was recently in with one thought in mind What every woman kept and treasured the most was taken away from me.