Accidentally Divine The MoonBlood Prophecy Series Reverse Harem | Fated Mates | Spicy Fantasy Romance | 18+ Rhiannan wakes up in a world she doesn't recognize, with no memory of who she is, but power bleeds from her bones, and something ancient stirs inside her. Thrust thousands of years into the future, she finds herself hunted, soul-bound to powerful strangers, and caught in the grip of a prophecy she doesn't understand. She's not just a woman. She's a goddess born weapon wrapped in trauma, sarcasm, and divine rage. Andopeer is a realm ruled by elemental magic, gods, corrupted royals, and shadow creatures clawing to escape the veil. The prophecy says she'll rise with six fated mates and shatter the darkness, but nobody said she'd survive it. 💥 What to Expect: Reverse harem (why choose?) Fated mates + soulbonds Found family, betrayal, and divine trauma Sentient AI, pirates, wolf packs, dragons, gods Steamy 18+ scenes and complex emotional healing Forbidden magic, blood rituals, and shadow realms Main Mates 🔥 Arwen - Exiled fae prince & pirate captain (panther shifter, chaos incarnate) 🐺 Kaleb - Wolf pack alpha, elemental tech genius, creator of Sasha the AI 🩸Liam- ancient sexy vampire 🐉 Elisha - Dragon king, primal and possessive 👿 Sable- a delicious demon with trauma ⚠️ Trigger Warnings: trauma, violence, PTSD, memory loss, abuse mentions, explicit sexual content. 18+ only. If you like badass heroines, dark magic, divine prophecy, and spicy bonds that break the rules of fate... this series is for you.

I'm Princess Elanora Georges, and my life basically just ended. Why? Because I'm being forced to marry Axel fucking Kingston, a six-foot-something nerd with ugly glasses, perfect posture, and the emotional range of a teaspoon. Oh, and he's completely inexperienced. Like... painfully. So please explain how I went from "I hate him" to "Axel, please... don't stop," completely falling apart under him and forgetting my own name. I swear I don't even know who I am anymore. #1 Royalfamily (Feb 5th) #1 Enemies (Feb 23th) #1 Badgirlgoodboy (March 23)

Knox has spent years perfecting the art of not giving a damn. He has spent his whole life keeping people at arm's length, working late shifts, smoking through the exhaustion, and surviving each day with the numb detachment of someone who learned too young that caring only leads to pain. The art club he joins for extra credit is supposed to be just another chore. Instead, he founds a new obsession and four artist that, turns out, aren't as bad as he thought. Knox doesn't want redemption. He doesn't believe in healing arcs or clean endings. But as the weight of his past presses closer, and the present demands choices he can no longer postpone, he's forced to confront a question he has never allowed himself to ask: What happens when running is no longer enough?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Storm has always been in love with Makai, so he's happy when they turn out to be mates, only to be devastated when Makai fights the bond. Makai never imagined that the ray of sunshine that was Storm could ever be his, and now his biggest fear is that he might lose control of the wild beast lurking within him and hurt Storm. When they find out they're a part of an elite group called the Protectors of the Moon, they have to navigate their new relationship while fighting for the greater good, and Makai realizes he might lose the best thing in his life if he doesn't learn to swallow his fears and trust his wild wolf.

"Estelle, I will kill any man who stands in my way of having you. I will kill one to one thousand men!" I snarled, fury consuming me as her frightened eyes widened. Tears now slipping down her perfect cheeks. She had to understand. I would do anything to ensure that she stay by my side. Anything. "I-I do not want that," she whimpered. Her body shook as she wiped at the flushed skin of her face. My arms instinctively going around her slight body. Pulling her into me. She shook softly as she cried. I would not treat her as a child, she is my wife, my Queen. She should know what I am capable of and why. "You are a monster Loche," she sobbed out as I brought her closer to me. Her weak attempts at fighting my embrace were futile. I held her tighter as sobs racked her body. "I am your monster, Estelle." ___________ A Dragon Prince trained to be King. A Fae Princess trained to be herself. The oldest tale, dark and light mixing together to become something beautiful or disastrous?

"You don't understand how happy we are to call you ours." ~~~ Started : February 26, 2023 Ended : June 11, 2023 ~~~ Story contains: Explicit language, sexual content, mentions of abuse, mentions of assault, murder, knife play, self harm ~~~ Shy, kind, beautiful, innocent. The four main words that describe everything about 19 year old Ellie. Even though she was homeless, she never let much get in her way of surviving the days and nights out on the streets. Little did she know that a trio of mafia men would change her life, giving her much more than she had ever wanted. She would submit to them out of free will, they will be her dominants and her protectors. Valentino (27), the leader of the trio and the mafia. He had a kind soul inside of him, making people adore him when he was seen. He was also known for his good looks and charming personality, but mostly known as the new leader of his mafia. Owen (26), the "child-like" one in the trio. He seems like a funny best friend when you first meet him, but once it's time to get to work, the change in him feels and looks unreal. His way with words have changed many people, growing confidence in those he talked with. Lorenzo (27), the quiet but deadliest one in the trio. You never know much about him, his only focus being on the mafia. Even though he may seem dark and brutal, somewhere inside of him is a whole different story. But will the rivalry between the submissive's father and the three dominant mafia men get in the way of them taking her and changing her future? ~~~ Rankings! #1 Poly #1 Submissive #1 Reverseharem #1 Dominant #1 Trio #1 Praise #1 Homeless #1 Recommended #2 Posessive #2 Mafia #2 BDSM #20 Romance

~complete~ But what would happen when a military captain who barely talks meets an overly joyous girl who works at a bookstore? Surprising, wouldn't it be? When he asks first for them to be friends and constantly finds time in his busy schedule just to be around her? Add two little friends who will stop at nothing but see these two together. Isn't this a ship that's meant to sail till the end? ✪ ✪ ✪ "G-Grey?" I called out softly before he left the store. I was afraid that something would happen to him when he was away. "You'll come back?" I just wanted him to assure me that he would be safe. He was strong yes, but I was conflicted. "Always, tulip." He gently stroked my hair as he extended his pinky finger. I extended mine too and his thumb pressed on mine in a promise and I relaxed slightly. ||Highest ranking|| #3 in protective 5/13/2023 #6 in humor 5/13/2023 #2 in adorable 5/20/2023 #7 in sweet-romance 5/22/2023 #1 in kind 5/25/2023 #2 in grumpy 5/30/2023 #7 in sweet 6/1/2023 #75 in love 6/3/2023 #3 in lovely 6/23/3023 #2 in soft 6/25/2023 #3 in slowburn 7/12/2023 #4 in sunshine 7/25/2023 #1 in smile 10/18/2023 #5 in cute 11/17/2023

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 ꨄ ✿ "In every universe, my heart belongs to you." ✿ "My sweet little Ivy." ✿ 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟕-𝟏𝟔-𝟐𝟐 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝐓𝐁𝐃 |𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬| |#𝟐 𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 |#𝟒 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 |#𝟒 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐩𝐝 |#𝟏𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲𝐱𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 |#𝟏𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐩

In a world where shifters reside, the amount of scales that covered your body determined your position in life. There were many colors of scales and in differing shades too, but black meant royalty. Royal blue scales laced Tallulah's body in unusual yet beautiful patterns of symmetry. Her coverage was unnatural for her position, but her beauty was also a shame she was forced to carry since birth; she was the bastard offspring of their lord. Tallulah was born to a realm where preference was never an option for her class. She was forced into marriage to a man who would rather hurt her than nurture her or allow her to escape her predetermined destiny or to seek out her own, but the world had other plans for Tallulah. Amidst her new life and understanding who she is becoming, Atlas, Crown prince of their land, comes into her life, knocking upside down her entire existence. Running from her past she ran straight into her future, for she was the mate of Atlas and she was scared.