One brilliant artist. Three dangerous men.

❝Two mad, cursed Alpha brothers and their Witch who doesn't want them to find out she's their mate.❞ What's worse than not having a mate? Having a cursed, mad Alpha for one. And did I mention he's a raging misogynist, too? I couldn't hate him more. So I do what any sensible witch would-I cast every spell I can to keep him from discovering the truth. I keep him chasing shadows, hoping he'll eventually give up and leave me alone. But when his curse begins to spiral out of control, I'm sent to the Snow Court to stabilise the situation. And that's when everything threatens to fall apart with a single secret-the Snow Court doesn't have one cursed, mad Alpha. It has two. And both of them are my mates. I'd rather let the realm burn than let them discover what I've been hiding. But with their curses worsening and ancient outer gods trying to corrupt this realm, starting from the snow Court, I have no choice but to stand with them. Now the question isn't whether they'll survive. It's whether they'll forgive me for lying to them and misleading them... -or bind me to them so tightly I'll never escape again. Themes: Dark romance, fantasy, supernatural, magic, werewolf, witch, reverse harem, mxfxm, power struggles, action. Updates: Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday

Surviving the wasteland is nothing. Surviving them is the real challenge. My Dravari pack once fought tooth and claw to protect me-but now the hunger flips. Something inside me wakes, sharpens, demands. And the men who used to stalk me with relentless desire are about to learn what it means to be hunted by the woman they were meant for. My body is changing in ways I can't explain. I'm faster. Stronger. Able to take down the predators even the Dravari fear. And every day, the craving for my pack grows harder to control. War rises. Enemies close in. And the bond between me and my four alien warriors ignites into something feral, claiming, and utterly unstoppable. I am no longer just a survivor. I am becoming a new kind of predator- and my Dravari are already mine.

Ancient Blood Series: Book 1 - They were born in the utter blackness of the beginning. Their cries were the harmony in the world's first song. Rich, wild magic soothed them, like the gentle touch of a mother. It was said that their very presence was the beginning of what the world would become. For hundreds of years, the human race has been growing side by side with the Ancient species; dragons, elves, fae, and many more. Rhia Kincaid is a human paramedic with a good heart, a determination to help people, and just wants to get through the day with a smile on her face. Everything she knows begins to change when she meets Nolan Wes, a powerful vampire with several lifetimes full of secrets just trying to get away from the turbulence of politics. Little do either of them know that a war is on the horizon with crosshairs aimed directly at the heart of the known world. - This story has been given a Mature rating for sexual content. If you are reading this story, you are consenting that you are of the age of 17 and up. - 3rd place in Fantasy in the Open Door Awards hosted by Wattpad Star @grendelthegood - "A story that convincingly blends the modern with the ancient, the magical and the mundane, our author smartly weaves together a setting, premise, and characters that engage!" ~ @grendelthegood "In a perfect book I need all the emotions, love, anger, anxiety, sadness, excitement. And you triggered every single emotion perfectly." ~ @Jackie-Blue "This has been the best Wattpad book I have ever read and I am so looking forward to everything that comes next!" ~ @Merl1nMagnuss3n - This book is under heavy edits. This version will remain as is until the second draft is complete. Enjoy! - Aprox. 175,000 words

One brilliant artist. Three dangerous men.

In a realm where dragons choose their mates through ritual and instinct, Annabella-a realist from a world of logic-never believed in magic, fate, or monsters. But after falling through a mysterious rift, she awakens in a wild, primal land filled with creatures who aren't quite human... and who seem to think she belongs to them. She's cold. She's starving. And then the gifts begin. Food. Shelter. Fire. And always, that scent-smoky, powerful, and maddeningly alluring. Survival comes first. Or so she tells herself. But with every brush of clawed fingertips and heated glance, the lines between survival and surrender begin to blur. These dragon shifters don't just want her-they've chosen her. And in their world, choice runs both ways. A slow-burn, emotionally rich, polyamorous romance about instincts, intimacy, and the bonds we never see coming.

❝Two dragons and their dirty little plaything.❞ I didn't have much to lose in the war of Dacva, but it left me scarred for the rest of my life. I'm just a red female dragon, scraping by from one day to the next in the Banished realm by doing petty crimes. It's enough for my meagre existence. But when I went from petty crimes to attempting an assassination on the sleeping princess out of sheer desperation, it didn't end well. When I'm caught and interrogated by the banished Kings, I must do everything to keep them from finding out the truth of my lineage. However, it gets harder with the two Banished Kings constantly breathing down my neck and taking too much interest in my scars and my scales. Before I know it, I'm their plaything, and they seem to find it hard to keep their hands off me and each other. As much as it tempts me to bare myself to them completely for them to claim every inch of me, I need to keep my secret. Once they find out about my lineage, it would turn into the bloodiest war the dragons have ever fought. I don't want another war, but with the Banished Kings wanting to possess more than my body, a war seems inevitable. How long can I stall the inevitable? I have fought a bloody war before; I could fight another if needed. But with my secrets unravelling and the fate playing a silly joke with me again, would the Kings accept me after learning my truth? Or would they reject me and toss me away after having their fill of playtime with me? ~ A stand-alone book. Themes: mxmxf (everyone does everyone), slow burn, smut (loads of it), dirty talking, knotting, breeding, reverse harem, romance, action, world-building and a purely character-driven plot with wholesome and humorous moments :) What's not in the book? - Grape. Even though there's a power imbalance between the FL and the MLs, whatever happens between them and her involves consent. No cheating. ~ ONGOING UPDATES: Mon, Wed, Fri (Read daily updates on Patreon. Link in my bio)

Ray is low on time, luck, and hope; his only chance is an artifact that may not even exist. But upon meeting Landon, Ray is beginning to believe he might find all four. ***** Cambions are doomed to tragedy. They are weak, sickly creatures that rarely live to see their twentieth year. Ray refuses to resign himself to that fate. Upon learning of the Crimson Sheath-an artifact capable of preserving his life-Ray is prepared to fight, steal, and kill to get his hands on it. He is not prepared for Landon. Landon is an orphan with no memories of his parents, the only inheritance left to him a dagger, sleeping in a crimson sheath. Though he has no love of bloodshed and no use for a dagger, Landon isn't about to let Ray take his only link to his forgotten history, even if that means following the cambion past the edge of the world and into the shadow beyond. Content Warnings: Violence, semi-graphic gore, character deaths, profanity, mild drug and alcohol usage, abuse discussed but not shown, and morally-questionable people doing morally-questionable things.

❝this tree was grown with rotted roots.❞ Nerluce is Darkest Shadow. He is that great and terrible entity, prophesied over a thousand years before, more like a hurricane than a man. His hair falls crooked, poorly cut by his family's blade. His fingers curl like claws, stained black by ash and war. Aristide is the Angel of Death. He is that man-made divinity which no prophecy was able to fortell, a monster made of ice and bone. Frost clings to his lashes as blood clings to his palms. CONTENT WARNINGS (16+) Profanity, violence and gore, alcohol and drug usage, non-explicit sexual content, self-destructive actions and suicidal ideation, minor character death, and morally-questionable people doing morally-questionable things. [[WORD COUNT: IN PROGRESS]] COVER BY APHRODITE270

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