Leo Reyes and Ivan Piotrowski didn't think that they were the same. Leo was impulsive, moving through life with nothing but the present in sight. Ivan was cautious and uptight, analysing the world to try and avoid the step that eliminated him from the game. Leo was an open book, he had only one goal in sight, to become the greatest Alpha his pack had ever known. And Ivan had a secret. A big secret. He was half werewolf, half wizard. Ivan hid that part of himself to survive in a world where wizards hated werewolves and werewolves hated wizards with an indescribable rage...especially Leo Reyes. They weren't the same. But there was one thing that they did agree on... Ivan hated Leo and Leo hated Ivan. They were enemies. That's how the universe had been for as long as they could remember. When they discover that they are fated mates - destined to fall in love - they struggle with this new revelation as their feelings for one another slowly begin to change. When a situation arises, and the threat of war grows, they must also learn how to balance their growing responsibilities within their packs all while the secrets around them slowly begin to unravel.

Airam Storm is the twenty‑two‑year‑old Alpha of the Storm Pack, the second most powerful pack in the world. His pack is known for strength and discipline. Their Alphas' wolves are larger and more powerful than any others, built for endurance and precision. Airam carries the weight of generations, a bloodline blessed by the Moon Goddess and rebuilt through compassion. His father taught him that strength without mercy becomes corruption, and Airam has lived by that creed ever since. Yet peace is fragile. The packs whisper of change, of humans marked by the Goddess herself. Airam feels the pull of something beyond his borders, a bond that defies every law of his kind. Tyree Hale has lived on the streets with his best friend Maxwell since he was fifteen. Tired after years of abuse, he learned to survive through instinct, the same instinct that sometimes feels too sharp, too wild, too much like a wolf's. He doesn't know that his blood carries the echo of a forgotten blessing or that his dreams of a wolf with amber eyes and moonlight are more than dreams. Two worlds, one born of wolves and one born of men, are about to meet. Their story begins not with power but with pain, the breaking point that will lead them toward the truth of who they are.

"In a world where alphas rule with bloodied fists and ancient codes, two kings collide not in diplomacy, but in destruction." Rudra Dev Singhania, the merciless alpha monarch of the East, doesn't ask. He owns. With golden skin and a voice that turns into law, his rule is ironclad, his empire bathed in fear. No soul dares to defy him until a single ghost slips through the cracks. Rian Valez, the snow-skinned blonde French alpha, is more myth than man. Known as Ghost Heir in whispered syndicate files, he's a sculptor of pain, a tactician with a spine made of vengeance. Their first collision is anything but diplomatic. Two alphas. Two enemies. One irreversible bond. In a world where alpha-to-alpha mating is both taboo and dangerous, they mark each other, not out of love but out of dominance. They should have killed each other. Instead, they're tethered by something darker, something primal neither of them can control nor fully understand. Read and find out what is written in their destiny. Start date - 11/06/25 End date -27/6/25

Raven Silver An abandoned Omega pup, left to fend for himself. A rogue warrior found him, took him in- with gentle hands, but with iron discipline. Trained him not as a fragile outcast, but as a fighter. Society shunned him, whispered behind his back. But he never broke. An Omega by nature, but far apart in spirit. No pack. No Alpha to claim him. Instead, he carved his own path-Raven Silver, a name known not for submission, but for success. A renowned fashion designer, standing at the top of a world that once spat him out. He never needed a pack bond, nor a companion to trust. Love was a weakness he couldn't afford. He couldn't let down his guard. Or so he thought. Alexander Rivermoon The Heir to the Throne. The Future Alpha King. A leader in waiting. A powerful businessman outside the pack world. Respected. Feared. BUT. There is a shadow over the Rivermoon Family-an ancient curse whispered through generations. A cruel fate that rears its head once every hundred years. A Feral Alpha. Uncontrollable. Primal. A beast with no master, no reason, no mercy. And this time? He is the chosen one. For now, it's hidden. Concealed behind polished smiles, and carefully crafted illusions. But a curse is a curse for a reason. And it shall strike. But when it does, will he be able to forgive himself? A/N: Since this is an Omegaverse, there shall be Mpreg(Informing beforehand since I know this is a hit or miss trope).

They didn't grow up. They survived. A child beaten until his bones learned obedience. A prince taught that blood is safer than love. A sea-born heir who learned too early how many lives a crown can drown. And a silver-haired boy whose body was carved open for power, magic ripped from his veins until even his screams were studied. Book Two descends into the brutality that created them. Into cages, scars, blood-soaked rituals, and childhoods stripped down to instinct and endurance. Phoenix remembers drowning on land. Aldric remembers the first time he begged. Darius remembers the moment his heart was buried alive beneath duty. Orion remembers the day the ocean stopped feeling like home. Now, in the present, those memories are waking up. Nightmares turn physical. Magic turns violent. Love becomes terrifying because it demands vulnerability. And the bond between them-born from shared ruin-threatens to either heal what was broken... Or shatter what is barely holding together. This is a story of trauma, power, possession, and survival. This is not a love story for the unscarred.

Dash Abuse can be a tricky burden to carry. Some days you feel like this new version of yourself. You feel whole. Then the next, when you look in the mirror you're not sure if that's still you. I'm the type that gets really sad on those days. My brother? He gets violent. His abuse sits heavy on him most days, and he takes it out on killing. Oli is a serial killer, someone who kills religiously. He does it every other day, rain or shine. He has so much blood on his hands. And those hands? Are skillful. They get me through every heat. For some twisted reason, the Moon Goddess brought Oli and I to the William's/Sander's family. They adopted us both, and Oli decided I was his. I know in my heart he's mine too. Oli The second I saw those violet eyes my heart stopped, time froze. My wolf spoke to me, he told me he was ours to claim. Ours to have. I didn't hesitate to tell my new family my lover was my new brother. It was undeniable. But he still denies it. My mental is heavy, I have OCD and a switch I like to flick constantly. One second it's on, and I'm so in love with him it doesn't matter. Next I'm drugging my family to prove my point. I'll stop at nothing to prove he's mine. My little brother likes to play with fire though, he likes to go on dates and watch what I do to them. So maybe we're a match made in heaven, maybe we're sick and twisted. But when he has his first heat? How am I supposed to deny him? He needs to be filled, and I have something to help. It starts out easy, until I notice his feelings aren't moving along. I refuse to always be his older brother. No, I want to be his mate. His other half. I need it more than I need anything else. But he was taught to fear men like me.

BL STORY (English) (mpreg) Status: On-going

COMPLETED: A slow-burn MM werewolf fantasy about fated mates, rogue outcasts, and a bond that refuses to break. I was taught that fate is a gift, that meeting your fated mate is the universe's greatest mercy. No one says it could destroy you. I never expected to find my mate. I definitely never expected him to be a rogue. Max is an alpha rogue, powerful and dangerous, everything I was raised to fear. When the bond between us refuses to fade, I'm dragged into the last place I ever thought I'd survive: a rogue sanctuary deep in the forest. But rogues aren't what I thought they were. Between a quiet child who refuses to leave my side, a pack of outcasts slowly beginning to trust me, and a mate who clearly hates how much he wants me... I'm starting to realize something terrifying. Maybe the monsters in the woods were never the rogues. When Fates Collide is the first book in the Fates duology.

❛ Rune reaches out, slower this time, more deliberate, and without lifting his bowed head or rising from his kneeled place, he clasps the omega's hand in both of his. "Let me court you," He says. Pleads. Begs, even. "Six months. Six months, and if you still wont be mine, then I'll give you everything you need for a life, far from me." Six months, Silas broods. The alpha still doesn't meet his eyes, determined in his display of utter duteousness, presenting himself as a courteous suitor. Six months, and he could rid himself of this persistent alpha for good. Six months and he could have the life he's always wanted, the one he thought he could only have in daydreams and fairytales. He swallows. "Fine." He says, the word falling pendulously from his lips. What could go wrong? ❜ Alphas, Betas, and Omegas- the secondary gender to every hybrid shifter on earth. They typically live in a peaceful hierarchy; they have their differences, their quarrels and their affections, but for the omegas without homes- they're sent to agencies, places made to raise perfect, obedient omegas for future mates as soon as they come of age. At least- that's what Silas Hale has been told all his life. As an omega wolf hybrid, he happens to be under such circumstance. Violent, bad-mouthed, and misunderstood, he's been thrown around all his life by cruel, corrupt people who could only dub him as 'untamable'. He refuses to accept his biology, refuses to accept alphas, and refuses to accept the blind obedience the world expects from an omega. Now eighteen, he's meant to be pawned off- sold to whoever takes an interest, and Silas intends to keep his walls up, to be the 'untamable', rogue omega everyone sees- til Rune Windsor comes into his life, and Silas finds the world of cruelty and unjust he's known all his life gets flipped on its axis. [mature scenes & themes] [omegaverse / a/b/o] [UNDER EDITING!]

Book 4 of The Fated Chronicles The last place Peter Calderon-Heil should be is Antarctica. He's all things omegas are said to be-weak, fragile, and quick to submit. Travelling to the coldest continent on the planet isn't going to change that, but he's tired of waiting for a mate that does not exist, and staying at home, where everyone else is mated, is not an option. So, Antarctica. It's so vast, it's terrifying, but it's not the thing he fears the most, which means that he can survive it. What Peter doesn't know is that his greatest fear lives right beneath the ice, and has been for centuries. They've claimed the underbelly of the planet's most frigid region and carved their domain out with blood and fang. At the helm of it all? A vampire so fierce he might as well have stepped out of Peter's nightmares. Unfortunately for Peter, he's also the one who calls to his heart.