Lost Lycan Luna

Raffi Remoirs is a she-wolf who has the ability to cure any kind of illness, but she felt too much guilt because she was not able to cure the mother who raised her. Rock Redwood is a Lycan king full of perfection and great power. He is also known as a dangerous and difficult opponent who is uneasy to manipulate and bear with. A dominant, ruthless, and heartless Lycan King. Raffi just woke up one morning, and her father told her that they had to pay off their family's huge debt to Rock Redwood. Rock doesn't want to accept money and wants Raffi herself. In return, she had to give him a son who would inherit everything Rock had as the Lycan King in Luciana and all of Europe. How can Raffi overcome something that she has to do even if she is against it? Can she beg Rock not to ask her to have children as compensation? What if the only way for her to be free from this huge debt is to give him a child? And if she can give it, what will she do if she is also gradually falling for the ruthless and heartless Lycan King?

Bastard son of Oskar Ungart, Ulfgar grew up an outcast amongst a brotherly society. Never fitting in with his half-brothers, the legitimate children of the Ungart clan, he spent many days by himself. Un-sculpted by his culture he was left to his own interests. This in return pushed him farther away from his father and his clan. Ulfgar Ungart chose to pursue wizardry and necromancy in his hate filled lust for power and revenge. scorned for his chosen path his father ridiculed and banished him from his home lands. With his pride in tatters and his mothers death spurring him on his way he left to his uncles. It was there he heard of Witch Mountain and the hermit who dwelled in the forest. Ulfgar knew this was his chance to grab ahold of his dreams and finally become the wizard he knew he was.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire! You would think with the root word "fair" in fairies would deem the creatures sweet and gentle. Right? Fuck no! I died in Ancient Pompeii's catastrophic demise along with my lover Brixtius, and I was once again tossed through time. This time I land in Medieval Europe, and like my previous two adventures, I run into my dead lovers' look-alike descendant. Except now, he's a Duke and a formidable warrior. And me? The fairies dressed me as a boy, and I somehow have to survive this chivalric world! Why me?! *This book can be read as a stand-alone. The story is full of erotic imagery and explicit content.*

Adeline was the Luna everyone overlooked—gentle, obedient, and too fragile to fight back. Married to Alpha Dorian of Wildwood Pack, she thought loyalty and love would shield her. Until the day she walked into his office, only to find him tangled in betrayal with his female Beta. Shattered and carrying his child, Adeline fled—but fate had other plans. A fatal crash ended her life… and began someone else’s. Miranda Vale was a contract killer in the human world—a woman forged by survival, anger, and fire. When she wakes up in Adeline’s broken body, she’s determined to use the second chance to finish what Adeline couldn’t. Revenge. Redemption. And freedom. But Wildwood is only the beginning. Her path collides with the Lycan King, Rafe, the brutal Alpha King who rules both the supernatural world and the underground with iron fists. Haunted by his past, he’s sworn off love, until the sharp-tongued, green-eyed ex-luna of Wildwood crashes into his world, tearing down his walls one insult at a time. Miranda now Adeline, swore she’d never fall. But what happens when vengeance ignites something deeper… and fate demands a price? He was her salvation. She was his chaos. But one of them doesn’t belong in this world… and time is running out.

She is the forbidden blood that ignites his hunger. He is the ruthless king who has sworn to destroy her kind. But fate has other plans. She is his enemy, the one thing he has sworn to destroy. But one bite, one taste, and she becomes his obsession. She fights him. He hunts her. And in a world teetering on the edge of war, their desire might be the deadliest weapon of all. ************* Celest’s back slammed against the cold wall, her breath coming in sharp gasps as Magnus caged her in, his body heat searing into hers. “You keep running, little bunny,” his voice was thick with dark amusement, but beneath it lurked something raw, something canal. “Yet, here you are. Right where I want you.”

To him, she was his destiny, the one he'd spent centuries waiting for. To her, he was a fated mistake, an inconvenience to her once peaceful life. Both were worlds apart, one destined to live a life of servitude and the other a Lycan King. _____________ The moment the Lycan Kings and Queens had entered into the great Human-Lycan war, it was over for humankind. As punishment for losing the war the humans were sentenced to years of servitude, lasting centuries and creating a great divide between human and lycan kind alike. However, the moment King Nicholas and Ariya meet, fate decides to intervene to attempt to right the wrongs of the past and join the two divided sides. After all, weddings bring everyone together… or so they say.

She was his redemption and also his downfall but he could not let her go, not after waiting forever for her. ********************************** After she is betrayed by her best friend and rejected by her mate, Belinda leaves the pack and lives among the humans for five years.  Five years of self discovery but filled with nightmares. When she makes the decision to finally go back and face her fears, she meets the rumoured heartless lycan king who turns out to be her second chance mate. But what happens when she realises that the man in her nightmares is none other than the lycan king? Will she acknowledge the bond or choose to run away again? Alexander has lived to find his mate because only she can break his immortality curse and help him fight the darkness looming over the kingdom. When he meets Belinda, he can't help but fall for her despite knowing that she could be his doom or salvation. As the two embark on a journey of run and chase, love and redemption, secrets unfold, They have to unite and fight the forces against them. When Belinda is caught between saving the people or her mate, who will she choose?

Cirilla's life has been in danger even before her birth. She was from the powerful bloodline of the Amnell clan of witches. Also a descent from a royal pure-blooded Alpha Hybrid. She was born with the blessings of the goddess but also cursed by her destiny. Part wolf, vampire, and witch, she was taken from her family and Pack even before she was born. After years of living her life with no knowledge of who she really is, or what she's destined for. Something awakens. With her powers unlocked, she is back into a new world where the impossible seems to exist and there's a looming darkness over the magical world, endangering every magical kind there is. High-ranking officials from different magical kinds mysteriously dying. It doesn't take long for them to realize it's a pattern and something's coming. Even worse, she seems to be the source.

I'm the true heir to an affluent family who got switched at birth. But when I'm reunited with my family, they suddenly announce their bankruptcy. The sprawling mansion is repossessed, leaving me, my wife, and my parents to sleep on the streets. My parents are so furious that they end up getting admitted to the hospital—one gets a stroke, and the other passes away. My wife gets her legs broken by one of the creditors, and my son is so frightened that he becomes mentally impaired. To bear the astronomical medical bill, I work countless part-time jobs and put myself through the wringer. Everything changes when, one day, I accept a job as a temporary driver. I go to a lavish hotel's banquet hall. A celebration for a gold wedding is being held there, and I see my late mother and paralyzed father sharing a kiss onstage. My crippled wife is dancing offstage as she enjoys the festivities. Meanwhile, my son speaks fluently in a foreign language as he speaks with a foreign child.

On the day that was supposed to be my wedding—the bride wasn’t me. The ceremony I’d waited for five years for turned into a joke when Valentina, my sister, walked down the marble aisle in a white wedding dress. Her arm was linked with Luca’s — the man who was supposed to be waiting for me at the altar. “I’m sorry, Bianca,” she said softly. “But you are no longer the bride today.” Then she touched her stomach, eyes gleaming with triumph. “I’m pregnant with Don Romano’s child.” Her words detonated inside my skull, and the whole world went silent. As if afraid I wouldn’t believe her, she lifted something glossy up towards the light. A black-and-white ultrasound image. It read clearly: Gestational age — 12 weeks. My eyes burned, tears stinging as I turned to Luca, desperately searching for anything—a denial, an explanation, regret. Instead, he only sighed, weary and resigned. “Bianca, I’m sorry.” he said helplessly. “Valentina doesn’t have much time left. This wedding… it was her last wish.” “I’ll make it up to you,” he added. “We can have another wedding later.” My father, Moretti, stood behind him, wearing the same stern expression he’d worn my entire life. I have never seen him smile at me, not even once. “Bianca,” he said sharply, “Your sister is dying. Let her have this.” My brother nodded without saying a single word, as if that was enough to be a solid answer. All my life, they had chosen her—her tears, her whims, her needs—over mine. Today was no different. Something inside me quietly cracked. Fine. If no one in this family cares about me, I’ll leave.